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It was about three weeks after Bobby and I had out first sexual encounter at the old mill pond. Since then we had been together a few times but never alone. We were both feeling a bit horny. At least I knew I was. It seemed no matter where we went we always had some of our friends with us. I had to find a way to get Bobby alone.I kept wondering if old Mr. Williams had told my dad what he caught me and Bobby doing behind the rock at the pond. My dad had not said anything so I thought our secret...
HardcoreIt was about three weeks after Bobby and I had out first sexual encounter at the old mill pond. Since then we had been together a few times but never alone. We were both feeling a bit horny. At least I knew I was. It seemed no matter where we went we always had some of our friends with us. I had to find a way to get Bobby alone.I kept wondering if old Mr. Williams had told my dad what he caught me and Bobby doing behind the rock at the pond. My dad had not said anything so I thought our secret...
HardcoreSarah awoke the next morning and fixed the family breakfast, before they went their separate ways. Most of the details of the previous night were lost to the woman. She could not understand how she had gone to bed with one nightgown on and woke up wearing another nightgown. She had worn her favorite nightgown the night before, and now she could not find it anywhere in the house. She remembered that she had sneaked out of the house to tell Micah the great news about her sister's engagement,...
THE RED BARN WANKING CLUBFollowing on from my previous story Louisiana Lessons Part Three in which:“Tell me about this Wanking Club” I asked. “We meet about once a week on a Wednesday night at an old barn on a friend’s farm” he said “there are about 6 members and we are all 16 years old, we enjoy communal wanking and showing off our erect cocks. The objective is to teach each other ways and means to stretch our cocks to greater lengths and thicknesses. This is all measured and recorded...
The next morning Luke got out of bed far later than normal and Amos was already out in the fields. The previous night had been a wild one for Sarah and him. She had been a wild woman and insisted on sex over and over again until they had both collapsed from the exertion. Luke still felt his wife's hot lips sucking his manhood with an intensity he had never experience before in his life. He blushed as he remembered how after he had cum in his wife, she had forced his head down to lick up...
*** Following on from my previous story Louisiana Lessons Part Three in which: “Tell me about this Wanking Club” I asked. “We meet about once a week on a Wednesday night at an old barn on a friend’s farm” he said “there are about 6 members and we are all 18 years old, we enjoy communal wanking and showing off our erect cocks. The objective is to teach each other ways and means to stretch our cocks to greater lengths and thicknesses. This is all measured and recorded something like Weight...
MasturbationIt was a mild spring that year, filled with alternating sunshine and rain. The countryside bloomed, and both Amos and Luke looked out with envy at the farmers plowing their fields. While they knew that in a short time the leased land, which was theirs, would soon revert to them, farming was in their blood and they wanted nothing more than to be out tilling and planting the soil. They tried to take their minds off of farming, by working around the house and the barn by working, on various...
I was attending a meeting for our local FFA Booster Club. I live in a semi-rural area and there are many farms and ranches and the FFA is a big deal to the k**s in the area. I was wearing jeans and a polo shirt. These were my “normal size” jeans that I was finally able to get back into after having a baby 5 months ago. I was getting lots of compliments for looking great post baby. Unfortunately I was feeling great. My naturally large breasts were constantly swollen and full. They were at least...
I have this fairy-tale daydream about being stranded with Byron on a lush island. We kiss amid rustling palms and fragrant bougainvillea. Salty breezes wrap our skin as we stroll white sand beaches. We bathe in a turquoise lagoon, laugh, and make love in the sun.Only in a dream can I make love with Byron. I make love with my devoted husband in our bed, in our house at the end of our quiet cul-de-sac. Byron is the man I fuck in sterile hotel rooms and places unimaginable to those who think they...
BDSMFunny how things work out. You grow up reading books and fairy tales, watching Disney movies, and you’re pretty sure you’re going to have a summer romance, to fall in blissful mutual love with someone dark and handsome and live happily ever after. Nobody tells you it could turn out to be a big, brainy border collie with a weird back-door predilection. And yet here I am, sitting on a towel with a slow stream of collie cream leaking out my ass, while I type out my thoughts. I’m...
THE BARN (A Lesbian Tale)Madeleine hadn’t seen Roberta in years, many years. She parked her car in the driveway of her mother’s house. It would take awhile for her to call it HER house. Her mother had died and left her the house, since there were no other c***dren. She was happy to see that the barn was still standing a hundred feet behind the large brick house surrounded by a veranda. Roberta was sitting on the stairs to the front door. At least Madeleine assumed it was Roberta. The real...
Barn Raising I had admired the barns that the Amish had built in the area and I really wanted one too. So I went to one of my Amish neighbors and asked him what I should do. He sent me to his Elder. His Elder suggested that I make the request to the Church Counsel. About two weeks after I made my request to the Church Counsel and offered to pay for all of the lumber, labor, and incidentals they accepted the job. However it was going to take them a while to cut down the trees, shape...
This blog is dedicated to all readers who have had sex OUT BEHIND THE BARN. Or in the barn. Or in front of the barn. Or beside the barn. Me, I’ve never had sex in those locations. However, I have jerked off behind the barn. And in the barn. And beside the barn. And in front of the barn. Anyway, this is about Tom and his wife Sally and Tom’s brother, Harry and his wife April. When I was a teenager, I needed all the money I could get and one Saturday I was working in Tom’s barn. Tom is a friend...
James Takes Lilly In the BarnThis is a sexy tale I wrote together with a friend on the fly, both in the moment. We had fun with it. The flow may not be perfect or the grammar but it is what we felt at the moment and I wanted to keep it that way. I hope you all like it as much as we did.James My Beautiful woman, you have surrendered to me, your mind body and soul. I take you, and will treat you with respect that you deserve your body, mind and soul will be filled with pleasure and care. I...
The events of the Halloween party were forgotten by everyone and the fall progressed into winter, with Luke and Amos busy tending to the winter crop. Christmas came and went without any further incidents occurring in the barn, but the awareness of the entity was growing; strengthen as it had been, from the force of the carnal acts, which had taken place at the party. With inhuman cunning, the thing slowly began to devise a plan to regain its former power. Its mind discerned that two...
Bunny looked up at her husband through her big hazel eyes. She let out a soft gurgling noise as she tried swallowing the last of his cum. A tough thing to do with her mouth wedged wide open by the formidable ring gag trapped between her teeth. She could feel the leather strap, harnessing it into her mouth, biting into her cheeks. She couldn’t wait for him to take it off.“Great job Bunny, you really are starting to get the hang of this deep throat thing.” He said as he ran his finger across the...
Once there was a traveling sales man named John, selling his wares on the back roads of Iowa. One evening, he was lost, driving down a deserted country road. When he hit a pothole in the night, it threw him across the ditch and into a tree. John got out of the car, he wasn't hurt but the car wasn't going anywhere. He looked up and down the road. No one would be traveling these roads this late at night he thought. So he picked a direction and started walking. As John walked in the dark, he could...
The Bentley and the Barn Just after three in the afternoon a dark blue Bentley Mulsanne Turbo Convertible, top down, the driver’s face hidden by a mass of blonde curls and sunglasses, turned off the M23 south of London and cruised down the slip road onto the west bound M25 London Orbital. As she navigated the big car through the endless stream of vans and lorries in the two nearside lanes, Judi savoured the effortless power that lay beneath her right foot, feeling a surge of almost sexual...
LesbianBy Jimmy Seay *** FROM THE AUTHOR - This is one of my very old stories - you can read my e-books by searching under the author name of Jimmy Seay at Amazon. I stopped at Kevin Hunter’s place, and honked the horn. I watched the screen door fly open and Kevin stepped out on the porch. Even from the car, I could see Kevin was hot. He grinned at me as he walked down the steps; the grin caused a dimple to appear, making him even hotter looking. His brown eyes had a sparkle, expecting some...
I woke up with an enormous headache. I had problems focusing my eyes and it took some time before I noticed someone was lying between my legs sucking my cock. Through my haze I looked down and saw John sitting on his knees, my hard dick in his mouth. I grunted, not sure if I really liked what was going on. The combination of vast quantities of tequila and coke had apparently taken its toll. I could hardly remember what had happened the night before. I have a couple of sex buddies, both male...
BisexualMagic Barn It all happened between my Junior and Senior year of High school. I had just turned seventeen and my older sister, Lisa, who is a year and a half older than me, had just graduated and was eighteen. I was just your typical high school dweeb. I played some football as a lineman but generally stayed out of the spotlight and went about the business of achieving a solid but very mediocre GPA. I was already over 6 feet and had a solid build but I was never approached to be featured on any...
IncestThe barn where we rode horses consisted of five different stables around a central grass paddock and to the side in the driveway was an old stone building which once might have been a feed store or large tool store. Horse care was excellent but the barn was a little "alternative" - a little laid back and didn't strictly adhere to any one particular discipline. English, Western, Dressage, Jumps, or Trail - whatever people rode - was accepted. In order to make ends meet and keep costs down, once...
Straight SexFunny how things work out. You grow up reading books and fairy tales, watching Disney movies, and you’re pretty sure you’re going to have a summer romance, to fall in blissful mutual love with someone dark and handsome and live happily ever after. Nobody tells you it could turn out to be a big, brainy border collie with a weird back-door predilection. And yet here I am, sitting on a towel with a slow stream of collie cream leaking out my ass, while I type out my thoughts. I’m not at all...
“Creeeeaaakkk.” Maggie pulled her fingers from her cunt and sat up in bed. She’d heard that noise a thousand times and knew it was the front screen door opening. She quickly slid to the foot of the bed and peered out through the fan to see if she could see anyone. The full August moon lit up the front yard and she watched as Earl crept across the yard, headed to the barn. “Now what the hell is he up to?” thought Maggie. She slipped quietly out of the bedroom, down the hall and out the front...
Abigail's fingers slid easily up and down inside my panties as I lay back on the comfortable blanket thrown across a hay pile in the loft of our old barn. Gazing out through the broad loft window I could see the sun washing the valley with a golden glow, the tips of the trees twinkling with glints of orange and yellow as my body filled with the fluttery ripples of pleasure Abigail was giving me. We met here late afternoon almost every school day. Our chores were done, leaving 30 minutes or so...
Unlike my other stories this one is not 100% true. its just one of my fantasies. though there are a lot true parts, you'll just have to guess what is and isn't true. Enjoy!When my husband Charles and I, Lynlee, were first married we moved into a mother-in-law apartment attached to my father-in-law's, his name is Eric. Eric's wife, my mother in law, unfortunately passed away when Charles was young. So Eric had been single since.Eric had a very nice home and 5 acres of land to go with it. My...
Here is another of Raymond’s stories:“I don’t know what woke me up at 2:00AM, but I got out of bed and looked out my window to investigate. The window was open and I could hear faint noises coming from the barn. Clad only in my underwear, I tiptoed down the hall so as not to wake my folks. I had a hunch I knew what was going on, because I had heard similar noises one time last summer.Behind the barn, a dim light came through a window from a kerosene lamp that was turned on low. There, I saw...
Sometimes I just wake up and know that I have to dress as slutty as possible, find a chat room, find someone near me and arrange a meeting with them.i love those days...Recently, I woke up, already stroking my shaved body with a thick, hard cock and half raised on all fours. I was so horny, I was shivering uncontrollably and thinking of nothing but being a fuckdoll for the first available cock I could find.After coffee, I flipped on the Internet for my favourite chat room to see if a regular...
This happened about thirty-five years ago. I was living in the midwest. I was twenty-six. I had been down in the dumps for a while. Was having some beers with a buddy named Mark. He said he had just the cure for my blues. He told me of a friend who had a friend. I was rolling my eyes at that part. Then he said this friend of the friend was named Frank. He had a barn out in the country where once a month he held 'parties.' I asked about the parties, but Mark would only say, "If you go...
Mommy can be Such Naughty Fun!It had been a couple of years since Jean had started teaching her son Billy and I about sex and how to please and fulfill a woman's sexual desires. And Jean liked it Hardcore,Dirty and Kinky!Alot had changed over those two years.Six months after my first sexual encounter with Jean and Billy,Bill Sr. moved away. It was very sudden and there was no real fanfare. One week he was the Minister of the town's church,and the next? He was moving two states away,to become...
For once, I made it to breakfast on time given the fact that I did not wake up in someone elses bed! Josie, dressed in just her (very) short nightie, Flashergirl, who was wearing just a thin T-shirt and Bigboy19 who was in his shorts were already down there and I passed a nice hour talking to them while the staff gave them funny looks. I am sure Josie slept with our waiter as he did give us a more hearty breakfast than usual. The weather was fantastic with the strong English summer sun...
Adele reached menarche so her mom had “the talk”. Even before getting into the biology and other nitty-gritty of sex, she started with the history of the farm handed down thru four generations of women. While the men went off to the city and other careers, the oldest female offspring inherited the big place. The house and the barn had been built by Adele’s great-grandfather and were just as sturdy as new because they had been cared for. She’d played in that barn many times, exploring all the...
The sun beats down on the dry, baked earth. The heat shimmers and dances, rising from the buildings and wheat fields like a gossamer mist. Angry clouds gather in the distance. You and I are touring a farm that’s for sale. The farm is large and we are making our last stop on the property, a large barn nestled at the edge of a grassy field. We walk hand in hand, the heat causing a fine sheen of perspiration to glisten on our bodies. The wind starts to pick up as the clouds move toward us. We...
The barn where we rode horses consisted of five different stables around a central grass paddock and to the side in the driveway was an old stone building which once might have been a feed store or large tool store. Horse care was excellent but the barn was a little ‘alternative’ – a little laid back and didn’t strictly adhere to any one particular discipline. English, Western, Dressage, Jumps, or Trail – whatever people rode – was accepted. In order to make ends meet and keep costs down,...
She rose above him and braced herself with locked arms pushed into his muscular chest. Squat on his swollen girth, she ruthlessly fed the pressure inside her. With undulating hips and her legs spread wide, the momentum of her naked body fucked him hard. Announced by loud sobs of joy, uncontrollable tremors threw her over the precipice. His heavy manly growl came next and he shook mightily, bucking his full length into her. Feeling a torrent of intense warmth, colours exploded against her...
TabooI want to tell you about my first time with other men and just what they did to me on a daily basis!I was in high school and knew from an early age that I liked cock and playing with my own ass! I would get home from school, jerk off and even fuck myself with one on my mom's vibrators I stole from her night stand. They never missed it being gone, or at least they didn't tell me..LOL!My fantasy was to be able to suck my first cock ever and maybe even have a man fuck me in the ass. I lived in a...
Warning: This story has breast feeding, sexual, d**g, and Dom/Sub training practices. If your trying to quit drinking breast milk, STOP HERE.Once Upon a time in a Southern backwoods farming and mining community lived poor uneducated folk, I was one of those folks. My name is Tammy Sue, and I was a little 5'3 120 pound chubby girl with 38C udders that swelled to D's when I was impregnated. My hubby was from the North, and enjoyed by dutiful southern charm. He loved to give me assignments that...
Raza was getting very skilled at guessing the length of a man’s penis just by watching how he walked, how he acted in public. And foreign to Raza was the concept of rejection– her pick-up strategy consisted of sliding her hand down a stranger’s pants and stroking his cock until he took her somewhere “private” (e.g. behind a gas station) and banged her, and so far it had worked every time. Even if someone caught her mid-fuck, they had either turned a blind eye or had dropped their pants and...
Covering the trail With Sharon locked in the dark basement, no doubt terrified with not knowing what will happen to her, David headed back to the barn. He located the blanket filled with their possessions that he had tossed down from the loft, and untied it so as to inventory the contents. He found Eddie's shirt, pants, underpants and Air Jordans, as well as Sharon's blouse, bra and shorts. He fished through the pants and found the boy's car keys. The shouting had stopped from the root...
Chapter One: The Empty House of Cecil Barnes ================================================== The last cup of coffee lurking in the pot was already vile long before Jim Brighton picked it up and peered through the brown stained glass at the oily sludge swirling in the coffee pot. He wondered if it would even be worth it at all and considered just standing there and waiting for a fresh pot to brew; but he couldn't, he already had too much on his plate and the day was just getting...
I had been working at the stables for about three months. It hadn't been my idea of a perfect job by any means- I had little interest or knowledge of horses. Never ridden one in my life- still hadn't! But it was situated quite handily- within walking distance if the weather was good.The stables was owned by Mr. Watson, a tall and muscular man in his mid to late fifties. He could be a bit stern at times but was generally a decent enough sort. The person I worked most closely alongside was a guy...
"Gerald, Is that you?" a familiar female voice asked from somewhere behind me. Turning, I just barely recognized Jenny Wolf. She had been one year behind me in High School. She was also one of the prettiest girls in the Junior class the last time I had seen her. Now all grown up, she was, in a word —stunning! The last time I saw Jenny was over two years ago. Since then, I had been half way around the world. At the moment, I was home on leave from the Navy. With my leave almost over, I had...
Again this is out of order, but all these tales take place in the months between the evacuation of New York and the remarkable triumph at Trenton. My nots, unfortunately, are a jumble, mostly undated. After White Plains, I decided to quit the army and go home. I did not get far, and after a slight detour, the army caught up with me. I was fated to be a soldier I suppose. The detour came because of all those stories of brave knights rescuing lovely damsels in distress. I wish I had never read...
Setting up the love nest Once David had the front-end loader put away, he made one last run through the barn to make sure no traces were left of Eddie's presence. He cleaned up the little bit of blood on the barn floor, picked up the broken glass from the root cellar, and double-checked the loft to ensure that he hadn't missed anything. Satisfied, he turned off the lights in the barn and secured it for the evening. As he sauntered back to the house he considered what to do with Sharon....
A Model Prisoner A little more than three months had passed since the night of Sharon's terrible beating, her repentance, and her subsequent release from the confines of the room and the neck noose. Sharon never gave David cause to beat her again. In fact, She never even gave David a reason to think of beating her again. They had six two or three times a day: orally, vaginally and anally. Sharon still didn't think much of anal sex, she enjoyed giving oral sex, especially when she felt the...
Following on from my previous story Louisiana Lessons Part Three in which: “Tell me about this Wanking Club” I asked. “We meet about once a week on a Wednesday night at an old barn on a friend’s farm” he said “there are about 6 members and we are all 16 years old, we enjoy communal wanking and showing off our erect cocks. The objective is to teach each other ways and means to stretch our cocks to greater lengths and thicknesses. This is all measured and recorded something like Weight Watchers.”...
Introduction: Cousin Brad comes to visit. I lie on my back, watching the swallows swoop and dive overhead. They circle the rafters, darting in and out through the open window and lancing across a dusty shaft of sunlight. Its late afternoon, soon the sun will set and mom will be calling me for dinner. I think companys coming over for dinner, though Im not sure who. Probably some of my parents friends, and Ill have to sit around all evening on my best behavior, bored as hell. I linger in the...
Ana’s girlfriend Laura and her husband James had bought a little farm in the country, not so far from town.During the fall, they invited us to spend a weekend there.Ana was very happy, because she had always loved the country life, milking cows, feeding ducks and goose, riding horses...We spent Saturday having some riding and walking. We all went to bed early… this time it was Ana with me and Laura with her hubby.Sunday morning I woke up early and found James taking a light breakfast in the...
There was a neighboring farmer that I’d work for on occasion. His k**s were older and the son was away at school so, I didn’t see much of him. The father had no problem ‘trapping’ me in the barn to get what he wanted on occasion. He obviously had no conversations with his son or the following wouldn’t have happened.This was another time that the person ‘m*****ing’ me had less sexual experience than I did…that alone makes it kind of humorous. The son was tall and pretty good looking which made...
I swa her from across the field leading him into the barn. I know her well enough now to know what is going on. I run to the barn following them inside and head to the back ladder knowing they are already up in the loft. I sneak around the hay bales and peek out in time to see Ella, already between his legs. I can't see everything as Ella's long hair covers her face, but the look on his face tells me that her wet mouth is already wrapped around his hard cock, her hand is moving, stroking him....
New tale for you - slightly edited from a previous draft. More straight sex (I know, weird that, coming from me, eh?) with domination. Not chasing a particular theme, it's just what I've got. The usual rules apply. Enjoy. It's the same every time. The slatted wood of the doors swings wide, an open space beyond, in the Barn. Needles and briars beneath my bare, soft feet. He leads me here. Hand on the nape of my neck, walking just behind, controlling. I follow, ahead and...
It was hot and dusty in the barn , the dust suspended in the warm air in shafts of light coming through the skylights. Rachel 35 years old blonde and voluptuous was tending to her horse. She heard the engine of an approaching truck and saw it pull up outside the entrance to the barn. It was a pick-up with hay bales in the back.The drivers door opened and out stepped michael. He had come to deliver some hay bales to his daughters stable. He was dressed in tight blue denim jeans , timberland...
It was hot and dusty in the barn , the dust suspended in the warm air in shafts of light coming through the skylights. Rachel 35 years old blonde and voluptuous was tending to her horse. She heard the engine of an approaching truck and saw it pull up outside the entrance to the barn. It was a pick-up with hay bales in the back.The drivers door opened and out stepped michael. He had come to deliver some hay bales to his daughters stable. He was dressed in tight blue denim jeans , timberland...
I had been stuck at my uncle's farmhouse for more than a month now, and it wasn't suiting me well being a city girl and all. I hated the food. It was too fresh and smelled of animals. We didn't have a shower, and instead used a tub and had bucket baths. There was no one to provide any sort of company and the lack of AC meant that the house got blisteringly hot. Unable to take it anymore, I asked Uncle to drive me back, but he said he couldn't because the cows were going down with something or...
Love StoriesIt was the next day after I arrived at my uncle’s farm to stay for a month and help out. I was 16 and could even get paid for my labors. My cousin Julie, two years older than me, was assigned to show me around and find things for me to do. She had teased me sexually unmercifully since I arrived. The last time I’d seen her she was a 14-year-old twerp who giggled and acted silly. Now she was a confident young woman a couple of years my senior who was almost too assertive. As we climbed up the...
Sandra lavishly applied the black eyeliner, rimming her clear green eyes heavily. Coupled with the woody brown eye shadow she had smoothed onto her eyelids, she had achieved a stunning effect, and her eyes had a hazy, smoldering look. Several coats of black mascara on her long dark lashes completed her eye make-up, and she decided to have another cup of coffee before putting on her lipstick. She poured herself a cup from the still-simmering coffee pot, and added a liberal dash of brandy. She...
Dany screamed and grunted. The stretching pain of the sudden, colossal insertion was brutal, but was countered by the exquisite sensation of thick, bulging cock gliding against his super sensitive prostate. He lay face down in the grass, his body pressed into the soft earth by the giant, horse-dicked Futa above. She'd mounted him hastily and thrust into his starfish with urgent need and surging vigor. Calling it a horse cock was no exaggeration. Leslie's tool was massive. The dark-skinned...
Introduction: A drive through the heart of Missouri has never been so exciting. I was restless. Just 26, but divorced from a horrible man that held me captive. After breaking free I realized it was time to live MY life. I had been denied pleasure & passion for the last 6 years. I was yearning to strike out on a new path, so I was taking a trip to find myself. To get back my lost years to revel in pleasure & spontaneity. Just a quick trip from Kansas City to Saint Louis for the weekend. Hadnt...