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 in the barn during the checkups. Doing so would require me to wear clothes in the presence of my horse, and I do not do that. My horse requires his woman to always be naked before him. As his
Read moreBy Sheela B. Redheaded eighteen-year-old Zoe wanders out of the old farmhouse and goes to the barn. She’s been visiting the farm on a family holiday and is bored out of her young mind. “Shit,” she mumbles as she enters the barn. She kicks her foot into a clump of hay. “Shit. Shit. Shit.” Without thinking, she skims her hands up her young body and begins massaging the firm flesh of her breasts through her summer top. She purrs as
Read moreBy Esmelover. My name is Amy and I’m twenty one years old. I’m pretty small and have brown hair. My breasts are large for someone so small but my husband never complains! I’ve always loved horses and I grew up around them. I started riding when I was four and I bought my first horse Esme when I was fifteen. I always found bras uncomfortable so I never wear them. When I ride my breasts always bounce around and make
Read moreBy Maussie. Laura walked into the barn of her father’s farm and then directly to the pen of her horse Dirk. It was time for that weekly job she dreaded so much, cleaning out the stable. Of course, she tidied the place daily, but she gave the place a good scrub once a week. Doing this herself was part of the agreement that her parents allowed her to have the animal. She had to take care of it herself, including
Read moreBy Sexperimental. In my second year in college (at 20 years old), I met this 19-year-old Brazilian exchange student from Sao Paulo in my Latin class. Her name was Liana, and she was drop-dead gorgeous. She stood about 5’6″ and had Carmel-colored skin. Her features were all incredibly profound, as she had a large (almost oversized) butt and D-size breasts. She had green eyes, and her face was perfectly symmetrical, beautifully offset by a little birthmark on her left cheek.
Read moreBy wolfmanknot. Growing up in the big city of Toronto made it easy to catch major sporting events, music, theatre, and art events. There was always lots to do, and the blue line bus made it possible to stay out half the night without fear of returning home. One drawback of city life was that your bush parties were in the ravine. The only times my close group of friends partied up north was when we were old enough to
Read moreBy JasonSensation. I’m going to do it. I’m crossing the desert with nothing but my horse. It’s going to take three weeks across the Arizona planes. Lots of rivers and streams. My horse has plenty of grass to eat. So long as he’s complete, I’m full. You see, I have a special relationship with my horse. We are romantic with each other. I noticed he produces excessive semen, enough to satisfy a young girl for a long time. I plan
Read moreBy OutOfMyMind. Jennie and I lived about six miles outside a small Western North Carolina village near the Smokey Mountains. Calling it a town was generous as it had about 75 residents, a gas station, and a convenience store. This village was as far away from everything as you could get. The roads stop here because of the mountains. Our place had 97 acres of mostly forest. We had a small house with a small barn for our two horses.
Read moreBy JasonSensation. Millie: Finally! I moved out. I’m moving in with my older sister, and we are splitting the rent, so we have a little extra money. Rachel: I think now’s a good time to invest in our future. Grow a garden, and have goats for milk, maybe even cheese! Millie: Our little farm? We could even have a horse! I’ve always wanted one! Rachel: A horse is a good idea. We could rent it out for birthday parties if
Read moreBy Rachel Ross. This is the story of how I became active in bestiality. I say active because, in all honesty, I think the interest was always there for me, at least from my early teens when I started becoming aware of my sexuality. But, as with many things in my life, it took a while before I acted on my desires. My name is Lisa, and I’m a college student majoring in English Literature, which might explain why I’m
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