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   Nevada

   by Stevyn@ironfeather.com

   (C) Stevyn@ironfeather.com 2003.

   Anyone is welcome to reprint this or use on their website as long as all
my contact infos are included.  Love to hear feedback about this story and
if you would like to receive more of my stories emailed to you direct just
let me know.  :)

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   (Feel free to post your stories there also as well as discussion)



   Nevada -Chapter 1

   The wind was blowing strong, something was in the air it seemed.  Stevyn
put down his book and looked out the door of his shop.  None were in the
streets, the fruit & veg stand had closed up and only the garish lights of
the corner liquor store announced any life in this deserted neighborhood.
He sighed, it has been a slow day, no sales.

   He locked the doors, pulled the blinds down and put the closed/cerrado
sign in the window.  he cleaned the public bulletin board and shelved loose
books.

   While running the vacuum he paused, yes, it was the fone.  He clicked
off the cleaner and ran for the fone.  He answered and heard a sweet female
voice, bit of accent inquire for "Stevyn".

   He assumed it was a late evening customer but when she said, "this is
Jess, i have a favor to ask..."

   He stepped back, nearly pulling the fone from its cradle, he gasped.  He
had given the fone # to her ages ago in hopes that he would hear her voice,
it was a fantasy.

   Then he realized that it was eally her!  His heart raced, he wondered
what merited the call, he suspected it was not to treat him with the joy of
her sweet sound.

   He listened as she explained that she would be flying to Nevada in a
week to report 1st hand on the wild horses that roamed the Excelsior
Mountains.  Her professor had offered each student field studies.  Most
students chose to stay in TN but the story of the wild horses & burros
struggling for survival in the modern world of men caught Jess up in
emotions.  She wanted to track the footsteps of Velma Johnston who was
responsible for exposing the slaughter of these wild animals in the early
1950's.  Activists had been leaking word that greedy land owners and the
BLM itself had resumed the killing.  Wild horses and burros had almost been
hunted to extinction.  They were used for dog and chicken food.  The
methods in which they were rounded up were grossly inhumane.  Her heart was
broken and she wanted to dedicate this field study to bringing the truth
out to the public.

   Stevyn was shell shocked to actually be speaking with Jess and the bomb
dropped when she then said why she was calling.  She wanted him to join him
on this trip.  To aid her research and be a partner in the harsh desert
land of Nevada where temps reached 120F.

   There was silence.

   "Stevyn?  Still there?"

   uhhm, Stevyn spoke in slow motion it seemed.  It must be a dream he
thought.  "yes!  i'll start packing now!"

   Later that night Jess emailed him the full infos.  Their trip was to
hike into this mountain range that was reported to be home to what was left
of them.  Once more than two million thundered over the land, now only
seemingly handfulls can be found due to them being captured and killed.

   The plan was for her to meet him in Denver and from there they would
take a small plane to a remote location in Nevada.

   When Jess walked off the airplane ramp, Stevyn waved to her, she smiled
and greeted her net friend.  She looked stunning, he brushed aside her
offered handshake and instead wrapped his arms around her and held her in a
deep

   embrace.

   She felt warmth and alive in his arms, her head against his chest, his
heart beating so close.  She sighed as he stroked her hair.  Then they
broke and went to claim her bags.

   Within minutes they were aloft, a small 6 seater plane, struggling to
climb up in altitude over the majestic Rocky Mountains.

   Jess gasped when she saw how deadly the mountains looked.  They were
both in awe of the scenry.  Soon night fell and the sight was wrapped in
darkness and cloud cover.

   Stevyn relaxed in his seat as much as he could, he was a tall man, his
long legs didn't fit in this small space.  Jess nuzzled next to his
shoulder content and excited.  He looked at her and smiled, he kissed her
and she responded.

   With her chin in his hand he caressed her gently, his lips sought hers.
Love coursed thro his veins.  His hand wandered but then she gently removed
his hand back to his own lap.

   Two hours later the small plane began a decent, the pilot yelled back
for them to buckle ina nd hold on, it would be rough.

   The couple felt their stomachs lurch asthe plane dropped altitude, then
they gasped as it touched down, bouncing along a dirt run way.  They looked
out the window, pitch black.

   The engines stopped.  They disembarked.  The pilot lit a cigar and
helped them pull their backpacks out.  He then waved, wished them well and
started the plane back up.

   It was startling as they watched, alone, in the dark, as the plane with
its flashing lites and thrumming engine took off and flew away.

   Once the sound finally left, they really knew then how far from mankind
they were.  No lights to be seen in any direction, no sounds, nothing but
the big sky of stars shining above.

   They hugged partly out of fear but also due to the cold.

   Stevyn's hands roamed over her body, he held her tight.  One hand moved
over her bum, feeling her curves, she giggled and broke away from him.

   Jess pulled out a flashlight and looked at her compass.  "Well, we can
set up camp for now or start heading that way..."

   Since it was only 9pm they decided to hike at least an hour just to get
their body heat flowing again.  After a bit they discovered that they could
see without flashlites.  The light of the half moon and the stars reflected
off the desert sand.  It looked like snow.

   With no trees or plant life around they walked slowly ahead, eyes and
ears alert.  After two hours of walking in silence, both awed by their
aloness in this wild alien land Stevyn broke it and said, "ok, lets crash
here..."

   due to space limits rather than pack a tent they packed extra food and
water.  Setting up camp was easy as they spread out their bedrolls and dug
around their packs for food.  Jess wanted to build a camp fire but it
turned out no wood was to be found.  Even with flashlites seeking, nothing
was around but sand and a few cactus.

   She shivered, a fire would have been nice.

   They sat on their blankets and talked over a small dinner of beef jerky
and granola bars.  Stevyn offered Jess a banana, in the dark he could see
it go to her mouth.  He could feel his body respond, it was silly but even
the moonlite view of this beautiful woman about to eat this phallic shaped
item made him aroused.

   Around 1am they climbed under their blankets and under the stars they
fell asleep.  Jess wondered if Stevyn would snuggle or attempt to seduce
her, she was surprised when a few minutes later she heard a soft snore
instead...

   Around 4am or so she awoke, freezing cold.  The desert night grew very
chilly.  She wiggled her sleeping bag over till she was flush against his
body.  She drapped her blanket over them both.  he moved in his sleep, by
instinct his arm moved over her, she snuggled close to him, sharing his
body warmth, protected from the wild with this man, one who loved her.

   She then fell off into dreams, sweet dreams of adventures.

   The next morn she arose to see him preparing coffee over a small camp
burner.  She smiled, "is that really needed?" then she looked about.  This
was her 1st time viewing the mighty desert in its full beauty.  The vistas
went forever.  The land was flat and expanded in all directions till the
eye could see no more.  The sun was rising and life was grand!

   She then laughed with happiness and accepted a cup of hot drink.  She
climbed out of her sleeping bag and from her pack checked the coordinates
of her GPS unit.

   "looks like we have to hike about 10 miles today..."

   Stevyn didn't say anything, he knew from experience that the temps would
rise drastically, from the cool morn air to become roasting furnace heat.
Death Valley was really just south of them.  He then wondered if he was
endangering her life, he was not qualified to be her guide.  He was here as
he wanted to be withher.  to share her time, to learn her, to admire her,
to be her friend and protector, he hoped he would be a good guide in this
land.

   By mid day the sun was bearing down hard.  Both had stripped to white
cotten fabric tunics.  He thought how sweet it would be to see Jess in a
bikini but he knew that any skin exposed would be burned badly.  Each of
them wore floppy hats and what appeared to be flowing robes of white, like
the wisemen walking thro the desert of old.

   Out of nowhere the stumbled across an old abandoned car.  Stevyn looked
inside but it had decayed and rusted to just an empty shell of metal.  They
wondered how this car had arrived way out here and did the people survive?
Stevyn's guess was people driving west during the Great Depression ran out
of fuel and went onward on foot.  He then wondered why he had suggested
they hike this when he could have rented a modern jeep with more supplies
for them.

   About two hours later, "i see some rocks there, lets seek shelter, we
can make up for lost time when the sun sets..."

   Jess was too hot, tired and exhausted to disagree.  Soon they reached a
groupd of boulders.  They sought out the shade and relaxed, very thankful
for a break of the glaring sun.  Even tho the temps were over 100, the
shade made it feel nice.

   They drank water and shared a can of soup.  Jess pulled out a book on
the area and read aloud:

   "Wild horses are representative of the greatest genetic diversity of any

   particular breed of horses.  They also have the greatest diversity in
color and markings.  Their conformation and size varies to the geographical
areas in which they are found.  Mainly, they are structurally more sound
than domestic horses and are noted for their superior intelligence."

   "Wild burros are mainly primarily of the African Ass populations.  They
represent bloodlines of many extinct wild populations from Africa.  They
are usually small in stature but again, size and conformation varies with
the geographical

   locations of the burros.  They are found in desert climates with the
majority in Arizona, California and Nevada.  Burros are characterized by
their long, deep-set eyes, coarse wiry manes, small feet, absence of
forelocks and tails that have long hair at the tip.  The most common color
of the wild is grey.  They are extremely intelligent animals and adapt well
to captivity."

   "By the 1800s, more than two million wild horses roamed through western
North America.  Part of this explosion was due to successful reproduction
in the wild.  Population growth also resulted from the escape or
abandonment of additional domestic horses brought to the frontier by
trappers, settlers, miners, and other immigrants.  Wild burro herds also
increased as individuals of this species escaped from shepherds and miners.

   At the same time, the available open range began to shrink as cattle,
sheep, fences, farms, ranches, and roads proliferated.  Wild horse numbers
began to decline as they were shot to reduce competition with domestic
livestock.  Tens of thousands were also rounded up for use as draft
animals, saddle stock, military mounts, and food.  Burros were less
persecuted because they tended to graze lands that were too barren and dry
for livestock to use.

   This downward trend continued into the 20th century but reversed itself
briefly during the Great Depression when many horses were abandoned by
owners who could no longer afford to care for them.  As the century
progressed, lucrative European markets for horse meat emerged, as did
domestic markets for pet and chicken feed.  Wild horses began disappearing
in even larger numbers from the western range.

   By the 1950s their population was thought to have dropped to fewer than
20,000.  In addition, professional mustangers (horse-catchers) often used
brutal methods to capture and transport wild horses for sale to
slaughter-houses and rendering plants...."

   So far they had not seen any horses or burrors or any living creature.
The land was barren.  But they knew that the next day of hiking would bring
them to the foothills of the mountains, where the desert would touch the
hills and water could be found, this is where the animals would be.  She
grew excited at this thought.

   Stevyn stood up and walked to a different rock , she could not see but
by the sound knew he was pissing.  Ah, if only they could somehow recycle
their fluid, hopefully they could find water in the foothills as their
supply was lower than it should be on this day.

   Stevyn returned and sat next to her, she leaned into his shoulder.  He
kissed her and stroked her beautiful long hair.  She almost purred

   They both napped like this for a few hours.  She awoke first and gazed
at his face.  She liked him.  She knew that she didn't love him but she
enjoyed his attention and his spirit.  He was much different than her but
he challenged her in different ways that pleased her.  She felt sorry for
theguy, he was hopelessly in love and lust with her but she had no
intention of allowing him anything more than a kiss...  she stroked his
head.

   Stevyn awoke, his head in her lap, her fingers gently stroking his head.
He sighed, he was in heaven!

   He reached up and caressed her hair, his hand fell to her busom.  He ran
his fingers over the outlines of her breasts, he felt his body start to
respond.  She stopped her attentions, smiling but withher hand stopped his
exploration.  They locked eyes.

   Stevyn nodded, he didn't try to continue, but instead sat up and started
to pack his gear.  The sun was lowering, it was time to resume the walk.

   Nevada - chapter 2

   Stevyn stumbled, regained his step and walked on.  Heat ruled the day
and only now was the sun setting.  Dusk was past now, the pair was dredging
on in exhaustion.  After a near tumble into the sand Stevyn stopped and
asked Jess for a GPS check.

   He knew an oasis was ahead within hours.  A beautiful place of majestic
rock formations and natural hot springs in the rock, smooth from millions
of years wash.



   He watched as her hair fell as she bent to access her backpack.  As she
pulled forth the unit he caught a glorious view, an outline of what her
backside was against the thin fabric of her

   clothes.

   When she handed the GPS unit to him it was almost a moment of union. 
His heart skipped.

   Not even an hour later the deep dark sky lay across the land.  Silence
filled the darkness.  It was hot but bearable due to lack of humidity.

   Once again the figures of Jess & Stevyn sprawled forth on the ground. 
But this night was different.  A small camp fire was within their
perimeter. Jess had gathered small wood as she hiked.  Though sparse, over
the past 10 hours she had enough to provide warmth & light during their
evening.

   Stevyn was already snoozing.  She cuddled up to his side this time right
away.  No reason to wait for the cold to bring them close.

   Suddenly she awoke to an alien sound.  It was a sound of yelping, like a
group of excited dogs in the somewhat distance.  She realized then, they
were coyotes.  Stevyn had described them , silent, yet always watching. 
and when they struck the pack yipped and yelped insanely.  Shivers all over
Jess brought Stevyn alert.  Out of a snooze he awoke, hugged her tight to
him, covered her body with an extra blanket and snuggled down knowing the
then smoldering fire and lack of easy meat would keep them off.

   Sun rise found Stevyn warming his last bit of coffee left.  Jess laughed
at him, but commanded him to turn away as she emerged from their sleeping
pile in a flimsy sheer nitie.  She shivered in the desert morning breeze.
Quickly she dressed and prepped her gear.

   As the morning changed into noon, the sun beat upon their forms.  The
plane increased in altitude.

   Small rocks and mini boulders started to appear as ground with more
frequency.  Though their pace slowed, their excitement grew as the promise
of fresh water ahead drove them on.

   Stevyn started to envision the scene ahead like an idle brained heat
induced fever of passion.  Them both naked in the water, bathing, frolic,
nudity.  He had never seen Jess nude.  He felt his body start to respond,
he grew excited at the thought of her bathing in the pools and streams he
knew must exist ahead.

   Less than an hour later the valley opened up below to an unknown
paradise of fantastic rock formations, ponds of fresh water and small side
pools of bubbling hot water springs.

   Maybe it was the heat, maybe it was a collected lust through tyme, but
when he saw the bare rocks around the bubbling water pools he wickedly
thought of Jess & himself making love at their edge.

   His fantasy grew even worse as it pictured himself, enlarged with lust,
securing her arms away, her legs apart and also secured by ropes.  Jess,
nude, spread, on the bare rocks for his pleasure.

   Stevyn thought about this and wondered if he should make this become
true or perhaps make some of it true.  Maybe he could just be relaxing pool
side, his fingers exploring and caressing her personal regions.

   He felt faint with desire.Suddenly Jess threw up her arms and pulled up
and off her desert clothing.

   Nevadea - Chapter 3

   They rested near the pool, the sun was beating down and Stevyn guessed
the temps were over 100F.

   Jess turned to him, with a hint of smile said, "you need to go find us
shade, while I hop in the pools and bath...."

   Stevyn, laughed aloud, "now way!  if you are going to be naked, there is
no way my eyes are looking elsewhere..."

   She hesitated, but then proud of her beauty, she went and ahead and
started to disrobe.

   Stevyn sat down, relaxed against their packs and watched in awes as
sweet Jes first removed her top, unfastend her bra and stood topless.  She
kept her back to him, but he shifted a bit so he could peek.

   He felt his heart race as he admired her, her long hair was flowing down
and covering much of her breasts, but he did get to see them and he sighed
with happiness.  She was a true Goddess!

   Then she started to pull down her skirt.  At this point Stevyn was not
relaxing any loger.  His male body was responding to her curves.  He
strained forward admiring every bit of her body..

   then she started to pull down her panties, slowly, she turned to watch
him, knowing that she was teasing him.

   this is chapter 4 of the mighty NEVADA epic story.  stay tuned for
chapter 5

   by stevyn for jess

   Stevyn & Jess were down near a pool of water, it was bubbling heat and
steam in the hot desert of nearby Death Valley.  The natural hot spring was
too hot for a body to stay in long...

   Jess had removed her clothes and was down to her panties...

   She peeled them off in the heat and with a smirk tossed them further
than her pile of clothes, closer to where Stevyn sat watching intently.

   She turned and gently lowered her body into the warm water.  Ahh, she
sighed aloud.  Her body ached from the days hikes, sleeping on the ground
and carrying a heavy pack.  She relaxed in awe of the heat, the earths deep
river, heated from the depths and cooled by the air above.

   While she lost her self in this natural and unique bliss, Stevyn was
attracted to other such needs.  He moved forward and picked up her
discarded panties...

   He pressed them to his face, inhaled.  He nearly fainted with pleasure
as her scent was inhaled and registered into his brain.  His mind
registered love and lust, with sexual urges starting to overpower all
feelings.  His manhood grew, his body quickened.

   Without even thinking he stripped and joined her in the pool.

   She giggled at the site of his erect member.  She got a easy thrill from
the fact that her beauty always effected him.  She had this power over him
always.  If harnessed it could power a city..

   Shyly, he approached her, in the pool they embraced, kissed and held
each other.  He felt her breasts pressed against his chest.  The feeling
only increased the throbbing in his penis, which now pressed against the
side of her leg.

   She was in awe of it.  She had looked at pictures of his body, looked at
pictures he sent her in email, displaying himself aroused.  Pictures that
had made her aroused, pictures that she looked at when she self pleasured.

   She didn't know what it would be like, but here it was, pressed, firmly,
against herself.  She wanted to reach and hold it.  Caress it.

   She did not though.  She knew that her touch would create a beast, a man
with passions unchecked.  Needs to be satisfied.

   Then he broke away, he sunk himself.  He emerged and laid on the bank.
She followed.  Only minutes later the wiped out couple was fast asleep,
carefree, naked and sprawled out on the bare earth as if placed there in
copy of the original Adam and Eve.

   Before night could fall and cold waken them both, Stevyn arose.  He
openly looked and admired her body.  His eyes admired her long dark hair
falling so lovely, he looked at her angelic face asleep.  He admired her
neck, so sweet.  He looked back at her eyebrows, where he stole a kiss.

   He then looked at her sweet breasts!  Ah!  he felt his body react to
her. Like a man should when he meets his mate.

   Stevyn then admired her tummy, so perfect.  His eyes then fastened to
her

   delicious gap, the place between her legs.  A special place, she had
shaved it before the trip, a sweet snatch of fur and the lips of her
womanhood exposed before his eyes.  He was in heaven.

   His penis grew big.  He went on admiring her...  He then caressed
himself, his penis grew longer and soon he was masturbating while admiring
the beautiful woman before him.

   After a time he hoped she would not awaken, he wanted release and the
enjoyment of her beauty, to admire her nude, so openly was driving him wild
with pleasure.

   Then he had a thought. ...

   He stopped his self pleasuring and sat up.  He went to his pack quietly.
He removed some rope and cut sections.  With this he fashioned lengths to
secure her.  Carefully he tied each of her slender hands to nearby roots
and shrubs as no trees were about.

   He gently tied her legs to opposing shrubs.  One leg was lacking
security so he did the best he could by tying it to their heavy packs.  He
now almost laughed aloud at the sight!

   Jess, his dear mistress, was laying naked on the earth, tied and unable
to move or resist.  All kinds of ideas flashed thro his mind now.  But he
knew what he wanted, pleasure for her and then

   pleasure for himself.  In no way would he harm her or force himself into
her.

   He stood above her, directly over her chest, his penis just above her
breasts.  He then started to really enjoy himself, admiring her body and
stroking his erect cock, stroking it with much pleasure.

   Suddenly she awoke!

   Jess tried to sit up and immediately realized that she was restrained.
"What...?"

   She looked left and then right.  Saw that she was tied.  She looked down
and saw her legs tied...

   "what the hell do you think you are doing!?!?!?!?!"

   Stevyn smiled, he hoped it was a reassuring smile rather than one of
lust.  With that in mind they both seemed to look at his midriff, where his
penis was erect and bobbing, looking for release, looking for love.

   Then they both locked eyes...  "relax, there is no way i would hurt
you...  just enjoy.."

   And with this he knelt, he made himself comfortable between her legs..
his head there..  his mouth close to her womanhood.

   Stevyn then started to press his face between her legs, into her
womanhood.

   Jess bucked and strained against the ropes.  They held.

   Stevyn smelled her scent.  His mind reeled with delight.  He then
started to lick her, to give her pleasure.

   Within 20 minutes Jess could no longer resist or deny her feelings, the
pleasure was intense.  Her friend, her fan, her penpal, her online
boyfriend, whatever you call him, Stevyn was giving her much pleasure.  She
moaned and trembled with passion.  Soon she started to climax.  Her body
shook with her release as he tasted and teased her inner lips with his busy
tongue.

   After she stopped bucking up and down with her orgasm he sat up, with
one hand he wiped his face, it was covered with her juices.

   He then stood, his erection obvious.

   At this point she started to plead with him to release her, don't do it,
she would do anything now, please release her...

   Stevyn smiled.

   He then moved forward and stood directly over her.  He reached down and
started to masturbate.

   She looked in awe, watched as he pleasured himself.

   She watched as his fingers caressed and stroked his cock.  Suddenly he
groaned, he shook, and then his penis started to orgasm, it shot out thick
spurts of white sticky sperm, it fell and started to land on her face, some
went into her mouth.  She gasped and yelled at him.  He continued to
orgasm, streams of his sperm shot out and landed on her face and her hair,
her neck.  She tasted the small amount that landed in her surprised open
mouth.  It was salty and hot.

   She now closed her eyes as it started to drip into them.  It started to
sting her eyes.  "OK, STOP IT!!"

   Stevyn stopped grunting and groaning finally.  he looked down at the
girl he had so much love for, her sweet naked body below, her face covered
in his sticky sperm.  wowowow, this was a fantasy he always had and now cum
true.

   With that in mind he quickly ran to his pack, removed his digital camera
and snapped 3 pictures of her, fully naked and tied and 2 close ups of her
beautiful face now covered in his manly juices.

   He sighed with delight.

   A few hours later found Jess cleaned up, dressed and hiking.  Stevyn was
behind her, no words were being said.  She was mad with him but he didn't
regret his actions.  He hoped she would forgive him, even really wanted her
to even just enjoy such actions.  Time would tell.

   They continued the hike like this for a full day, struggling in the heat
with no words between them.

   Suddenly the heat was enough as like a bad car accident Jess stumbled,
and was thrown violently to the ground.  She was shocked!

   She sat up, saw Stevyn on her legs, she had enough of him and with a
massive slap left a red imprint of hjer hand on his pale face.

   She got up and walked away.  "what is your problem?!?!?!?!"

   Stevyn could not even moan, fear gripped him.  He watched in desperation
and locked in fear as Jess walked over a ridge away from his sight.  He
felt her leaving as the worse thing possible, especially as he then saw the
rattle snake slither in the opposite direction.

   He had seen the snake in her path, he had jumped, pulled her away.  But
the snake wanted death, and made it true by attacking him instead.  Now he
laid frozen in pain on the ground, frozen in a state of shock.  He could
feel the hot snake venom, poison, starting to reach towards his veins. 
When it reached his heart he knew he would die.

   pathetically he crawled forward...

   "Jess, oh please, Jess, please come back...." he mouthed.

   He did not want this.  Just earlier he was in heaven, making dreams &
fantasies cum true and now he was in hell, left alone in the desert, dying.

   He felt tired.  His body ached really bad.  His leg was on fire, the
snake bite throbbed evilly.

   he just wanted to sleep.  his head fell into the dust.



  
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   Does Jess return?  Does Stevyn survive?  what happens?  stay tuned for
the next exciting chapter...

   (C) Stevyn@ironfeather.com 2003

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   http://www.ironfeather.com/bbs/

   Feel free to post your stories there also as well as discussion :)



   - "It is hard to be brave," said Piglet, sniffing slightly, "when you're
only a Very Small Animal." Rabbit, who had begun to write very busily,
looked up and said: "It is because you are a very small animal that you
will be Useful in the adventure before us." 

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