Fishing Rod Sex Story Stories

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Are You Fishing...

by My Erotic Trail on Sep 1, 2017
How To

Fish for a Story Idea, a Word or Literary Inspiration I observed a friend writing. She was sitting with a small stack of papers in her lap and a pencil in her hand. She would look outward, not really looking at anything specifically but instead she was fishing for words to use that would fit into her write. She scribbled on the paper and then looked upward...

Myst Ch. 04

by ChillFin on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

A few days later, my wife and I had not talked at all about what had happened that night. Then she said that Lisa and Peggy wanted to film a session if it could be that good again. They said they would pay $20 each to film me getting myself off. My wife had said that if I wanted to do that, it was OK with her provided I wear a mask and that we not film at ou...

Encounters with John Wayne Ch. 23

by surober1 on Sep 14, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

John Wayne looked at Diana Maitland when she saw his boat anchored offshore; it was a 37-foot wooden cabin cruiser painted white with teak decking, shiny chrome rails and a covered flying bridge. She smiled and looked up at him and she seemed happier and more excited than she had been when he'd brought her here to his friend's beach house. She asked him exci...

Tickle and Bust: The Mermaid's Kiss

by bustyalix on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

This is a continuation of a story I read some years ago. It was one of the first erotic stories I ever encountered, and probably the one story to inspire me to write my own. I wish I could tell you what it was called or even give credit to the original author, but I can't do either of those things as that knowledge escapes me (I don't recall a title or autho...

Fisherman's Tail

by FWVonsteuben on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

I fish because I love to because I love the environs where trout are found which are invariably beautiful; because , my fishing is at once an endless source of delight and an act of small rebellion; because only in the woods can I find solitude without loneliness; because bourbon out of an old tin cup always tastes better out there; because maybe one day I w...

A Bad Day Fishing...

by moralheat on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

My wife and I have been happily married for over a dozen years, we enjoy sex but with kids around its hard to find time or energy for wild sex. But finally we had a day with someone at the house to stay with the kids. We could have some time to ourselves if we could find somewhere to go. No chance at an overnight but a few hours are better than nothing. It w...

Erin Ch. 05: Woman Led Marriage

by Graves94 on Dec 2, 2019
BDSM

By Jonathan Quincy Graves {Note: This is the fifth in a multi-part story series describing the evolving relationship of a woman who provides leadership and discipline for her husband. Each installment can stand alone, but they read much better if you start at the beginning, go to: Erin Ch. 01 - Female led Relationship. JQGraves} ******** I have to laug...

Pleasant Street Ch. 03

by D.C. Roi on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

TEACHER PETS - AND MORE The Williams's aren't the only couple on Pleasant Street who aren't getting along, although some of them don't know how lacking their relationships are. Rod and Lois Drager both teach at the local high school. Rod is the phys. ed. instructor and football coach, Lois is chairperson of the English Department. One problem Rod and Lois...

DreadWolf Ch. 07

by Stratothrax on Oct 12, 2020
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Sometime later the mound of goblin bodies had been stripped and laid out in two long rows. Twenty two bodies in total, including the three goblins who had attacked him first. He had made Opal climb down and drag them up into the camp one by one. At the end was the crown of the spread, the large muscled goblin which Rain had found away from the rest where it...

Caught Fishing

by TxRad on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

This happened years ago, about ten years before my wife died and I came to be the dirty old man that I am today.... The boat I had back then was a Kingfisher. They were called coffin boats because they were long, narrow, and deep. It was fifteen feet long, about five wide, and almost three feet deep. There was a pedestal seat in the bow with the outboard mot...