Pamela’s Beautiful Stallion

Y. A. YATES Pamela and her horse were galloping up to a large, modern ranch house. She rode through the wide gate and directly into the large barn, jumping off the horse and walking him into his stall. There were several other horses in the barn, but this was her favorite. She stroked his wide flank, rubbing the sweat off onto her hand. Then, there was a noise behind her, and she turned to see a lean, dark man walking

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The Hobbler 4: Maryland Riding Academy

Sheela B. When Sarah arrives at the Maryland Riding Academy, the riding master greets her warmly. The master is, in fact, a woman called Jillian, in her late-thirties, long black hair, a little curvy, and a warm smile. “So nice to meet you,” Jillian said shaking Sarah’s hand. “John has been boasting about you for months, so it’s nice to put a face to the name.” Sarah blushes. “John exaggerates,” she said. Jillian laughs lightly. “He does indeed about most

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The Neighbor’s Mare

Pillster The night was warm and quiet, only a few clouds in the sky and no Moon above. There was always something magical in walking to the pasture in the night; everything was different. I could only guess, what surrounding me shapes were, even knowing how they look when the Sun is high. There was also obvious reason, why I was walking there after sunset – even thought the whole terrain and horses belonged to my parents, I wouldn’t like

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Renate: The Bride of Christ

pomponioxyz Part 1 – Renate: The Novice I. The morning after her initiation found Renate in a strange bed. She was very, very sore. The bedsheets were sticky with horse semen and even her hair was matted with it. Her body was still mostly covered in silver paint, her marriage dress. She willed herself out of bed with some difficulty and made her way to the adjacent toilet. Her bowels let loose a flood of horse semen and more dripped

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The Hobbler 2: The Ponderosa

By Sheela B. Sarah Chambers likes to ride bareback. She’s a nubile teenage horse trainer working at The Ponderosa and she loves to feel her crotch slide around on a horse’s back. The Ponderosa was once owned by one of the stars of a well-known western TV show of the sixties that had a farm of the same name. The grounds are kept immaculate and the place is picture postcard and luxurious. Its Disney-like appearance is a marketing strategy to

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Renate: The Novice

pomponioxyz —I. In the Stall— Recife, Brazil – Convent of the Naked Sisters of Mary Magdalene – 1929 It was almost midnight. Outside the stable the rain fell steadily. The monsoon had come. It would be a hard trek into the Mato Grosso Renate realized. She pressed her naked body to the horse’s torso to get some warmth. The bellyrider cradle that kept her in place could use some tightening, she thought. Her legs, tied up against the flanks of

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The Hobbler

Sheela B. Sarah arrives at her parent’s home on Norris’s Ranch to find no one home. She put on a loose pair of shorts and a T-shirt and went outside to try to get rid of some of her pent-up anxiety. She goes down to the barn because she knows no one will bother her there. She can feel the sexual heat rising from deep within her pussy walls. Sarah’s pussy is getting wetter and wetter just thinking about having

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Hung Like a Stallion – Part 1: The Shetland Pony

Barbie Lez It was the middle of the night and the city was asleep. Only the occasional light ruptured the blanket of darkness of a quiet neighborhood. Inhabited by less-than-upstanding citizens, the district was nonetheless home to countless businesses, though most of them were not what you would call legal. One of those businesses took place in a small warehouse. From the two guards standing at the door, it looked more like a nightclub than what it truly was; an

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The Bellyrider From Weimar

pomponioxyz I. The Baroness Oder River, June 1945 The Russian officer closed the documents folder with some disgust. “Baroness von Bulow? I am afraid, madam, that you sin doubly. Not only do you presume to use the old titles but also you are a German.” “Not only German, sir, Prussian by marriage. I appreciate you using the old style wording,” she said in perfect Russian. The woman was in her forties. She was haughty. Her cheekbones stood out, evidence of

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Jenny’s New Life

doggydt2 Jenny struggled slowly against unknown bonds as she started to awaken. Her legs, arms, and seemingly her entire body is being held securely in place. She opened her eyes, but it’s obvious she’s blindfolded. She couldn’t even yawn, as there seemed to be a gag in her mouth. She swallowed and realized it’s not a standard gag, but a gag with a dildo attached, which felt as if it’s an inch or two into her throat. Even her head

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