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By uksnowy. I was at my friend Jed Howard’s dairy farm near Totton doing chores to help him out in several hours of need. Much of his herd had been struck down with some bovine disease, which had severely stretched his already low finances, and any help he could muster was a great help. Being close to the entrance lane and repairing a fence, I heard a car stop, and then I heard Jackie’s voice. “Hello, Tony. How are you?”

By Kristy. I’ve said I only wear clothes when I go to town every two weeks. Other than that, I never, ever wear clothes. I didn’t consider the one exception: when my horse’s doctor visits. Still, I don’t accompany the vet to the barn during the checkups. Doing so would require me to wear clothes in the presence of my horse, which I do not do. My horse requires his woman to always be naked before him. As his very

By Phyllisroger. Hubby and I decided it was time for a vacation across the border. When we lived in San Antonio, you know, ‘Remember the Alamo? ‘ Well, our little vacation to Mexico is one I will remember forever. We checked into a nice hotel and settled things in our room. It wouldn’t be long before it was dark out, and the town’s nightlife would come to life. Hubby said: “Phyllis, I’ve heard all these stories about the raucous times

By Collie99. Chapter One I shouldn’t have been driving. I was over the limit, but I didn’t have far to drive home. Home! A bedsit flat I had bought and could only afford from my divorce settlement with my now ex, no good, son of a bitch, husband!! At least the flat was in a nice area. In the suburbs of London. Hersham, nr. Walton-on-Thames in ‘posh’ Surrey. And the reason for my drinking – celebrating my divorce with my

By Angie. Chapter One She strolled across the living room, her naked feet gently padding across the soft carpet. As Sherri moved closer to the German shepherd lying on the floor, she lightly caressed her naked body, raising her excitement. Since she was home alone and her live-in boyfriend was not due to be home for several hours, Sherri decided to let Jasper help her relieve the sexual tension she woke up to. She had managed to bring herself off

By Amarillo. Part One… Before I tell you the part of the story you want to hear, I should let you know that the guy I set up to take the fall for this got into a lot of trouble. It is probably not a good idea for you to try it yourself. I was walking along at night, right down the main street of the little Loserville town I live in. I wasn’t planning on doing anything until I

By Wild Man. This is a story I wrote many years ago and one of my very first ones. It is actually in accordance with my life’s discoveries of such things, the first encounter of it all. While this happened in my younger years, It was certainly an occurrence when the following subjects were adults. Red, as we called her, was just that fiery redheaded as could be with that red-haired girl freckled look of pure Country Girl! And it

By silver643. Laura is thirty-six with a superb figure and big tits. She is five-foot-eight tall with shoulder-length brown hair. She is married to Bill, a company director, and Laura works as a PA at a local Engineering firm’s they have one daughter at high school. Her work was within walking distance of her home. One day, on her way home, a car pulled alongside her. A man got and grabbed her and bundled her into the back seat. She

By 007Bistromath. Lisa Wilcox walked back to the stable, reins in hand. It had been a very tense day, and she couldn’t wait to see Ernst and unwind for a bit. Of course, she was used to the rigors of competition, but this was the Olympics. She needed a break. She put the horse in his stable and got one of the brushes to give him a good working over. The building seemed empty, not that she was complaining. Some

By jillgal. Part One… If I had to describe myself, I would use the saying, worrying it like a dog with a bone, not in the physical sense, but in the mental state. When I get an idea, I gnaw on it for a while, then bury it in my mind. Only to dig up later to contemplate a little more, until one day breaking it, to get to the marrow inside when that happens! You’re ready to act on

By fadetogray. I was preparing to visit my friend’s ranch, a large piece of land that stretched about ten acres and, as far as I’d known, was located at the intersection of a small town and the middle of nowhere. When I’d lost my job a few months earlier, he would always try to get me out of the house. After having badgered me into it, he finally convinced me to spend a week at the place so I could

By Unknown. “The stallion is in here,” the man directed me. The man was the owner of this farm that I was invited to. I am an experienced, unemployed cameraman who posted a message on an internet forum asking for anyone who owns a farm willing to allow filming of their animals’ mating. A reply, a few emails, and a few phone calls later, I had arrived on the farm and was being led into the shed where the big

By Unknown. The year I turned 18 was a spectacular one. My parents were partners in a growing law firm in Tennessee and were acquiring a steady flow of new customers. I had been attending an all-girl private school, complete with a tacky white blouse, navy checkered skirt, and ridiculous white stockings and loafers. At least they were expensive. However, the uniform was built for girls, and I was not one. By 18 years of age, I already had a

By stephaniek9. Walking into the barn, I noticed it was like any other kind of barn, with straw and manure all over the floor. I stopped in front of the black stallion and stared at him. My cunt felt as if it were swollen open. I bit my lower lip. Thunder stopped his back-and-forth movements and seemed frozen, those big brown eyes appearing to grow even softer. Standing naked in the semi-darkness. I was afraid to move. But then I

By mareman59. When I lived in a Southern state some years back, I discovered a horse breeding farm with approximately forty mares bred there that was remote and without anybody living on the property. It was like a dream come true as I had an insatiable desire to mate mares. The farm property had several large buildings, a huge main barn, and a long building some distance away with many stalls. The access road to the farm was 1/8 mile

By Robertos. Robert’s postings on the sex site had gradually become more and more explicit about what he wanted for his wife, Margaret. He’d received many offers from guys simply wanting to fuck her, but what he sought was something special. He clicked on the new message to open it. Immediately, he felt a stirring of excitement. Was this finally it, he thought. He stared at the words: ‘Two men … Small, secluded property … Breeding horses … Stallion to

By Eccho. This has to be the most underwhelming heist I’ve ever been a part of. This is the sacred treasure of the Pampas. The most feared crown known throughout Brazil. It’s just a circle of intertwined twigs and rocks. It wasn’t even guarded. Such a waste. Oh well. Looks pretty. Guess I’ll keep it if no one else wants it. I put the crown on and start to head off, but something catches my attention. Something smells absolutely terrible.

By Wrulf. The white, dominant, and 38-y/o Elroy, a farmer, had trained Fiona, his submissive, blonde, and 37-y/o wife, very well throughout the couple’s marriage until he died in a riding accident five months before the ensuing event. Though overwhelmed by grief, she felt thankful he’d exploited her base instincts – while Anthony, her 18-y/o son, fantasized about her since she had a beautiful face, medium-sized udders that didn’t sag, and a firm bottom. Understandably, however, he was astonished one

By Krombomich. I knew from her mannerisms that my college student Bambi was somewhat of a country bumpkin. Still, I didn’t expect how far I’d have to drive to get to her house and how much of a stereotypical hillbilly her father would end up being. “I’m just a little concerned,” I said to the man in overalls on the porch. When I asked Bambi why she was always drinking from this jug of milk that didn’t smell like milk

By barbarabadgirl. The time had come… Hannah had been watching the Hinson’s animals on Fridays for quite some time now. She had been observing Barbara, the sexy woman of the house. She and her husband owned an overpriced acreage in the most expensive zone outside the city. Hannah had only met Barbara’s husband, Ray one time as he was leaving for his semi-professional bowling team practice he went to every Friday and Saturday nights in the winter. Barbara had her

By Unkown. In this, day and age, with hordes of young people, hippy and otherwise, warring against the establishment, politically, socially, morally, and sexually, there is a great urge, among them to try anything at all that’s taboo, just for the sake of rebelling. And if the opportunity for a “new kick” presents itself – a kick that’s way out on the deep end of the sex experience – a kick that is an absolute no-no to the square world,

By Nats99. “Come on, Domino, you can do it!” Jenny urged with a flick of the reins. But the spotted palomino stallion took several steps in reverse, tossing its head with a snort. “He won’t go!” the blonde cutie huffed with frustration. Natalie, the younger sister, looked dubiously at the narrow suspension bridge that Jenny was attempting to coax her mount across. Barely wide enough for a single person and swinging precariously in the wind, the structure didn’t appear inviting

By JDecker. My sister Kerry was a spunky, sporty, red-headed tomboy. She was mostly into snowboarding, mountain biking, and rock climbing, so I was surprised when she took up equestrian, which seemed like it would be far too boring and conservative for her. Unfortunately I had promised her I would edit some videos from her showjumping practice sessions and competitions. I can’t say my opinion about the sport has changed during this arduous work. Did she really have to get

By Brandy_sub. Hi, I’m Brandy. I’m 28 yo Bi Sub, 5”4”, 115 lbs, blonde hair, brown eyes, 32C breasts with permanently erect nipples (which have been my whole life), and a shaved pussy. I’ve been a Sub most of my life, although I didn’t know it for quite a while. I do prefer men, but I am now a very well-trained, obedient Sub and will do whatever I’m told to by a Dom or Femdom. If you’ve read my first

By Anon. My name is Megan. When I was 18 and frequently getting into trouble, my mother decided it best to send me to my uncle’s farm. My uncle was a stern man who believed in hard work. I knew this and dreaded it. And hard work is exactly what I found. My aunt picked me up before I could even say goodbye to my friends. It was only for the summer, but your friends were your world for a