Country Wife
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I was traveling down US Hwy 69 through east Texas when I passed her – a country girl, in tight blue jeans and a very tight white blouse, walking all alone in the high grass on the side of the road. It was a warm day, not too hot and not chilly. I was about five miles outside of Mineola, when I saw her. I didn’t see a car on the side of the road and the area was kind of remote, so I did a uturn and headed back towards where she was walking on the side of the road. I slowed up a bit as I drove...
Straight SexThe rest of the weekend and then the next week continues as before. Linda and I take Mandy rollerskating, and the three of us have a blast. Then we hit an arcade and hang out together until almost 9. Mandy is actually pretty good at Frogger. Finally I drop them off and get a lovely kiss from Linda.That Thursday I pick everybody up and JD tells us that since this is a new campaign start we can change out our characters if we want. Keith decides that he wants to pull out his old ranger Markoff...
Country club communities are sprinkled all over the area where I live. So it's no surprise that there are a lot of lonely housewives looking for a distraction while their husbands are away on business or out playing golf. The other thing they love to do is throw parties, and as a caterer I get to meet a lot of these housewives. Here is one of their stories;Karen called me about an event she wanted to host in her home. She lived in a gated country club community where all the homes were...
Wow, I haven't put up a story on here in forever. I have gone through some sexcapades in the meantime just every time i got on here, I ended up watching porn instead of putting up one of my stories. Well here is one of my newest ones. It involves me and this country girl that I met through a site. Enjoy!Well i met this one girl through a website. It wasn't a sex site but a legit dating site. Any dating site can be a sex site really. I spoke to this girl for about a month before going to meet...
This story is the property of the author. All copyrights belong to the author. If you have the chance, please check out my other stories under titles with "redneck," Toby Keith, Kenny Chesney, Tim McGraw, etc. No claim to any actual person's sexual preference is noted here (get it fantasies). Check for more stories under www.nifty.org; section prolific authors. E-mail is [email protected], thanks for all the great e-mail from Nifty's republishing of some of my stories. Kenneth STR8...
Country Girl Day One Evening By Lauren Westley (Authoress's note: of course all disclaimers are still in place regarding characters etc. MOST IMPORTANT NOTE: I will be working on 'Suddenly' for awhile so I apologize that Country Girl will be taking a back seat to those who like this story. This particular episode is very XXX with pee scenes etc. I...
You know how it is. You keep doing the day-by-day because that's what you do, that's what's familiar. It's what you're good at. It's your little life, but by god it's all yours. You're just going on, living your life. It's not much, but it's your life. Everyday ... it might not be much, but at least it's your own goddamn life. You own it. Or, so you think... Imagine the day you wake up as usual, and then suddenly your life has turned into a Country song. One with many sad, sordid...
My twin cousins from the country, Harry and Henrietta were all set to start the new school year with my brother Mike and I after the long hot summer and I was none too happy about it. I was all set on them getting into their old car and heading back out to the country when their mother made a deal with my mom to stay the full school year because the bank was foreclosing on the old homestead on the other side of the river. My mom was a real sucker for a sob story and she told Aunt Edith that...
At some point in our lives we go through some introspection as to why you are the way you are. Me? I've been accussed of being a sex crazy bitch, a slut, near animal, and insane. Some of which I consider a compliment, some distasteful. But sex has played a major roll in many of my life's happenings so I wonder how some are more sexually oriented than others. Sex, wonderful sex, sexual disposition, attitude toward sex, is it genetic? Is it from past invironment? Does it just...
The cowboy strolled into the police station as if he owned the place. He was wearing a straw cowboy hat, boot fitted jeans, a white shirt, round-toed boots, and a belt buckle with an agate stone gracing it. In one hand he carried a small foam coffee cup. In the other, he had a large stack of papers. He walked over to the desk sergeant and said, “Howdy.” “Howdy back at you,” the desk sergeant said amused by the greeting. He took a second to look over the man standing at his counter. It...
Sonny slid onto the bar stool while saying, “I’ll have a beer.” The bartender looked at Sonny and then poured a beer out of the tap. He put it down in front of Sonny and said, “That’ll be four bucks.” Sonny pulled out a five and said, “Keep the change.” “Thanks,” the bartender said. Sonny turned to the man seated beside him and said, “Well! Hello, Detective Mike Saperstein. What are you doing frequenting my favorite drinking establishment in all of Los Angeles?” “What in the hell are you...
Pepper used the shovel to lift the horse manure off the bed of straw. He had it down to an art form after so much practice. The vet was supposed to come later that afternoon to check the mares, and to take the blood samples necessary to see if they were pregnant. After that, they would be returning the horses outdoors. The job of mucking out the stables would be significantly reduced. A noise from behind drew his attention. He turned to look, and saw Dan standing at the doorway of the stall....
There was a straight chair next to the sofa bed. Billy crept toward it, afraid the ancient floorboards would squeak, and stood very quietly when he got to the chair. A bra and a pair of panties were draped over the back of the chair. He reached out and fingered the bra briefly, then lifted it and held it to his nose. It smelled like detergent. He picked up the panties. They were lacy panties, but the crotch and back were silky smooth. He sniffed them. More detergent. It wasn't a woman scent --...
Any feedback would be welcome and can be sent to me at this email address: [email protected] Alicia Becomes a Bridesmaid By Paula Hanson March 1998 Chapter 1 The small girl was rolling on the floor at the bottom of the stairs clutching her right leg wailing her heart out. Her bother, ran down the stairs after her looking concerned. Her mother also ran out of the kitchen to see what all the crying was about. The mother immediately bent down to console her...
Pepper stepped out of the trailer and stretched, once he was free of its confines. It was false dawn and the light was just bright enough to see his surroundings clearly, while still giving everything a soft appearance. The dew on the ground gave the grass a delicate appearance, like something out of a fairy tale. There was just enough of a chill in the air to make him wish he was still in bed. The whinny of a horse drew his eye to the south end of the pasture. Looking at them brought back...
Gina Is My Bridesmaid By Janis Elizabeth It was about a year before my wedding that I started noticing that my clothes and makeup were not quite in the same place, as I knew that I had left them. Sometimes my lingerie in my dresser appeared to be slightly rearranged or refolded. I also noticed that sometimes a dress or a blouse would not be situated properly on a hanger in my closet or would be hung in a different spot. At first, I...
A Pretty Sissy Bridesmaid Preface. This is my third attempt at TG fiction, following the first two chapters of my other story, The Dress Shop (third chapter is on the way soon, following an extended writing hiatus!), and another story which is (as yet) unpublished on FM. First of all, I'd like to address the fact that the story below is very much a 'genre piece'. That is, it knowingly contains many of the stereotypical plot contrivances that the majority of TG fiction...
NOT ALWAYS A BRIDESMAID A story by Satinmaid (satinmaid@y...) under direction from Mistress Lisa (lisa_simmonds2000@y...). Part 1 - Bridesmaid I had known Jackie for far too long, almost twenty years since we were kids in fact. I don't really mean 'far too long' - as we were best friends and had been for most of that 20 years. We were so close that I probably knew she was a lesbian at about the same time she realised. It had annoyed me at first because I did fancy...
My heartfelt thanks To Annabelle Brito for reviewing and helping me to edit the story. Without her suggestions, the story would not be nearly as readable. Her help was invaluable. I welcome all comments, both positive and negative and encourage anyone who reads the story to provide feedback. If you don't like it or any part of it, please tell me why. I hope you all enjoy the story. I Was a Boy Bridesmaid I never knew my Mom. She left my dad and me when I was 3 and I...
Next morning Tony awoke to a sort of orderly confusion. Debbie had left his bed sometime earlier, he showered and dressed and went down to the kitchen for Breakfast, but Debbie looking quite bleary eyed after her late night with him sent him back to his room to change into civvies. She followed him, to help him select suitable clothes, which was a bad move because it took quite a long time to complete the task. She was amazed at his stamina and he at her enthusiasm, and it was with great...
My mothers name is libby, she has lived in the country her whole life raising chickens and horses. Shes tall with shoulder length blonde hair and big milky breasts and blue eyes like myself. She had married my father who has always preferred the city life. He worked long hours at his desk job being an accountant for a small law firm. He only moved to the country to please my mother which I believe is the only way he pleases her. Im 19 years old and like most people my age I tend to get...
So, I gathered up some gas money and headed off in my van...and found nothing. TV be damned, a lot of places I stopped at just sent me packin' and the stuff I did get to look at was real junk. I mean real junk. Whatever this game was, I sucked at it, but I kept at it more out of stubbornness than anything else. Lately I had taking to sleeping in the van to save money and went farther and farther out from the bigger towns, hunting for that jackpot of rusty rareness. I wasn't exactly lost...
* I’m aware my first chapter was a bit short, but this story has a lot of background leading up to the more hot part of this romance. Thank you for the positive feedback more will be along shortly.* * The alarm in Cora’s room went off at 6 the next morning. She rolled out of her bed and smiled as the brisk fresh air blew through her open window and refreshed her. The breeze blew the curtains which where white as the bright morning sunshine shone through them. This was a true country morning....
I had just recently moved to LA, and had not really met anybody yet. I was 16, and coming from a little town in Idaho to the culture of Sex and d**gs, Punk Rock and Valley Girls was a bit of a shock for a country boy like me. But I did enjoy looking at the cute girls with their poofed out hairstyles, pastel colored blouses and short skirts.Having nothing to do one night my dad gave me $10 for gas and entertainment and I went out exploring. After hitting up one of the local arcades for a bit, I...
Country Girl By Lauren Westley So, here I was, waiting in the back corner of the garage, the door to the empty bay open. The night light illuminating the front reaches of the garage. The garage lights were off. Instead, in the shadow of the corner, I waited for him to come. Nearly a year ago I had met Master Cock on-line. This was a unique chat room, one where submissive wantabe transvestites could meet dominant men for on-line fantasy eroticism. I had been coming to this site...
Author Notes.I have had a lot of questions and responses over this story, and thought I would try something new. If you do not want any backstory or information feel free to stop reading now. This is in no way required reading or part of the story.Background, this started as an idea I had to try and drag the actual sex in a story (sex as in the main character’s penis entering a vagina) as long as I can. So many stories are 10 paragraphs long, and the main characters are fucking by the end of...
After Beth had wandered around Lander for a while longer the three friends returned to the laboratory and resumed their work. This time, however, Larry and Rachel had a star struck helper and they made sure there was no one else in the building and the doors were locked. Over the next week, Beth dropped all her ongoing projects and assigned them to her subordinates. She insisted on helping with the antigravity research from that point on. Of course, what she was mostly doing was learning the...
Author Notes. I have had a lot of questions and responses over this story, and thought I would try something. If you do not want any backstory or information feel free to stop reading now. This is in no way required reading or part of the story itself. Background, this started as an idea I had to try and drag the actual sex in a story (sex as in the main character’s penis entering a vagina) as long as I can. So many stories are ten paragraphs long, and the main characters are fucking by the...
Hi there, mister. Oh, sorry -- didn't mean to startle you. No, I know; I don't make much noise and I came up behind you unexpected like. My bad. Nice camper; you travelling? Oh; I wish I could do that. Just get in a camper and travel all over the country till I found a place to rest. Lots of places I never been to I'd go, let me tell you. Me? No, I never been more than a hundred miles from home since I was born. It's boring, let me tell you. Same old people, same old...
I actually love living out in the country. At first, I didn’t think I would. I certainly didn’t move out here with my Uncle Dan by choice. About four months ago, I was still living with my mom and stepdad in a fairly large city. One night, when my mom was working late, my stepdad and I got into a discussion about whether younger or older men make better lovers. His argument was that older men are much more patient, especially when giving oral sex to their partners. I told him, half-jokingly,...
The young woman parked her jeep in front of a building that advertised that it was a gas station, post office, and general store. She climbed out of her Jeep, and looked around at the town with amusement. It was just as small as she had been expecting. She walked into the store finding that it was packed with merchandise from floor to ceiling. An elderly man was seated in a wooden chair next to a small Franklin wood-burning stove. At least the stove wasn’t lit. The man rose from his chair....
The Conscripted Bridesmaid What would you do if you were threatened with disclosure of your covert crossdressing activity? How far would you go to keep it secret? Especially if it involved crossdressing in public! Well, I yielded, and it had a lasting effect on my life. Background My real name is Alan, but to my family and close friends, I've always been called "Ali," an abbreviated version, an acquired childish name that never left me. "Sis," as I refer to her, is my older...
Note: ——I am NOT the author!so plz Don't ask me about part two,am simply sharing THE BRIDESMAIDS by lesley_taraIntroduction: The idea for this story came to me whilst watching on television the British royal wedding in April 2011, and seeing Pippa Middleton’s sexy ass so gloriously showcased in her stunning bridesmaid’s dress. If you have read my true story ‘What Turns Me On’, you will know what a trim and jutting female butt does for me! As always, the story is entirely fiction, and any...
"You'll be sitting at the bridesmaid's table today, dear." "Why won't I be sitting with you?" "How dare you question me like this. I want you at the bridesmaid's table and don't ever question my authority again. I'll sit you wherever I damn well please. I want to sit with some real men. Not some fucking little pantywaist like you. I don't know why I'm explaining this to you. You have much more in common with the bridesmaids then you have with any of the men sitting at 'our' table....
She looked so delightful in her pale pink satin bridesmaid’s dress, its tightly-fitted cut highlighting the budding curves of her slender sixteen-and-a-half year old body – her small pert breasts, her slim waist, her trim hips and her cute bubble-butt. Helen was a very pretty and attractive teenager even in her everyday jeans and T-shirts; in this classically-simple and elegantly-shaped sheath of satin, she looked absolutely eatable – and I had plans to do just that. We two had been the...
The Lovely Bridesmaid by Cindy Seranade I had always been close to my older sister Suzy - we shared secrets about her boyfriends, and used to play together as we grew up. She laughed that I was more like a sister than an awful brother. When she brought her girlfriends home from school they would always involve me in their games, and later in their discussions. She even invited me to a slumber party once, although I of course went in my pyjamas. They took fun out of them though because they...
My sweet friend Shawna was getting married and she asked me to be one of her bridesmaid at the wedding. I was delighted to be chosen; but I was also really horny that day thinking about my little girlfriend was going to be well fucked that same night by her handsome brand new husband Jeremy…My own hubby had not fucked me in weeks and masturbation had not been enough for me during the last days…It was quite a long drive to the place of the wedding reception.Victor had booked a room at a local...
"Come on! Faster! Come on you devil! Get up!" Pat loved riding her steed. She called him Diablo. He was a three-year-old black stallion. She felt the wind streaming across her face. Her hat was hanging on by the strap. "Come on, Diablo!" she shouted. The cool prairie air made her feel good this morning. After Diablo's run, she slowed him to a walk. She stopped to open the corral. She led him inside the barn and to a water trough. As Diablo drank, she thought about her life. Her boyfriend,...
InterracialI have been in sales for over 25 years and have banged more than my share of clients, most of them in their 40's, 50's and 60's and older, as I love to flirt with and have sex with older women. Amy works for one of my clients and she is a new employee who just graduated 6 months ago from college and is studying for her CPA. Amy is thin, blond hair green eyes and an ass to die for. Your typical 22 year old hottie. Oh I'm 59 and I look 55!I have been in the office about 3 times and never really...
Bob pulled up in front of Jack and Sally’s house. It was his third straight weekend to come down, and it was Friday late afternoon. The sun had gone down behind the houses on the other side of 18 th Street, and evening shadows were settling on the street.Bob wondered if Sally would greet him the way he told her to in his email, but as he was getting out of the car, he saw her step out on the porch and heard her call to him. She was naked. Her call would have been heard by anyone within a few...
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It was a hot sunny August day and I was getting ready to go for a bike ride, my names Richard and I’m a keen cyclist, I belong to a local cycling club and we meet weekly to go for long rides, today however I was going out alone I didn’t know where I was going or for how long I would be out I was just going to ride and see where I ended up.When I’m cycling I wear black lycra tights and they are skintight leaving nothing to the imagination, I was naked and pulled my tights on, my penis was semi...
The Belly Riders of The IslandsIt had been a little over sixteen years since Harry and Jean had been down to Brazil and he worked for the Alfalla ranchero, crop spraying and Jean won the derby for belly riding that year. Things had changed drastically for them, but mostly for their good. The had bought the two hundred fifty acre island, and built a log home, stable and eighteen hundred foot landing strip. Added a riding path all the way around their land when they returned from South...
"Ohmigod, it's beautiful," I squealed, looking at Lisa's hand, "And it's huge! What is it, two and a half carats?" "Two seven-five," said Lisa, "and look at the cut and clarity. Jim does good work." "It really is great. Congratulations," I said, giving her a hug. "There's something else Brian. I want you in my wedding party." "I'd love to," I said, then paused. "But I would think Jim has some other people, like maybe everyone else he knows, that he'd rather have as ushers, don't...
(Authors note: This story was inspired by femur's Lovingly Modified Romance Comic covers, specifically af023.jpg) ALTERED FATES: THE BITTER BRIDEGROOM By BobH (c) 2002 It was going to be the wedding of the year. Hollywood's new golden-haired wonder boy Tom Hudson was marrying supermodel Gina Carter, and the press couldn't get enough of them. It was a pairing that had synergy, they said, one in which their combined fame and glamor would be greater than the sum of that which...
I come home on a hot, sunny, summer Thursday afternoon. My wife is excited to see me and has some news. “Honey, I found a cute new swimsuit today and we need to take a sunset boat ride this afternoon,” she says.“I guess you are talking about a pleasure boat ride and not a fishing boat ride.”She says, “Most definitely a pleasure boat ride, and I think it will be a very pleasurable boat trip.” She smiles, wiggles her hips a little and gives me a knowing look.“I definitely think a pleasure boat...
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OutdoorWe had never dated, but there was definitely something beyond friendship between us. Kara had been my best friend forever it seemed, I couldn’t remember a Birthday I hadn’t spent with her. She knew everything about me, and I about her, I had trusted her with all my secrets, from my first crush to my first time having sex, even how I liked to masturbate. I’m not sure why, she was plenty attractive, if a little big. She was about my height, 5’10, with a Lindsay Lohan body type. Skinny...
I wrote Country Doctor parts one and two awhile back, and a few people suggested that the story should be expanded. I think that this part can stand by itself. But if you enjoy it and want more it does continue… Jenny Watson sat with her legs pressed tight together and her hands gripping the edge of the exam table. Her back was ramrod straight and her eyes looked downward at her knees. She was naked from the waist up and her small pointed breasts stuck straight out from her chest. The round...
Chapter 1 Sweat poured down his back as Luc pounded the head of the pick-axe deep into the clay and soil mixed ground. Over and over he did this as his white tee, now slightly brown from the clay and soil, had a rather large sweat spot on it. The sun was playing hell on him, but he didn’t seem to notice, as he continued to toll away at the days chores. ‘What the hell am I doing?’ he thought as he replaced the bandana back into his butt pocket of his blue jeans, after having wiping his face...
Finally the time to visit Idaho was here. I had gone over Blue Whale carefully, getting a complete oil change and tune-up before loading up. Everything was fixed up and ready, I had made 6 cassette tapes to listen to for the drive (I knew first hand there were many areas with no radio stations on the trip), and Linda stayed with me the night before we left.It was about 16 hours to our destination, and to see the most on the trip I decided on 2 different routes. On the way there we would take...
The next weekend Deana came over and spent the weekend at our house, so I got to spend a lot of time talking to her. She and Linda got along great, and we spent about an hour in the game room as I showed her the outlines I had for articles that were not done yet.“Pete, these are really great. But you know I can't be your editor anymore, right?”“Yea, dad mentioned that. Conflict of interest.”“Yea, but my boss said for me to just pass them along to him and he would do it himself. He really likes...
About 30 minutes later Holly knocked on the door, and wow! Her black sweaterdress with the white belt, dangly earrings, and instead of her usual poofed out hairstyle she had it with no hair spray and pulled back into a simple ponytail.“Holly, you look great!” I said as I hugged her. And she was wearing a perfume that would give an erection to a corpse. “Do you know where we're going?””Yea, he gave me his address, but I have no idea where it is.”“No problemo,” I said, and went into the game room...
I called Holly and the girls, and 10 minutes later Holly was sitting next to me as I went to get Mandy and Linda. A little later we were pulling in front of the used car lot in Reseda and getting out, and Peggy jumped into Mandy’s arms. “It’s ready! It’s ready!”She took us into the back and there it was. A yellow Volkswagen Thing, complete with a black convertible top. AM-FM-tape deck stereo, and all the bells and whistles. We spent a few minutes as she showed it off to us, and her uncle was...
On Saturday I drove over to Linda’s and Rosie drove us to the rink in Parthenia. Holly and Keith arrived shortly after we did, and we all took seats and watched the routines.Mandy was next to last and second oldest of the performers, most were from 6 to 12, and the oldest was a 22 year old guy. It opened with an exhibition by one of the instructors, showing what was expected from each of the skaters being evaluated. Then they all started to take their turns, in order of age from youngest to...
Once we were back in the room, the girls insisted that Keith and I shower and change as they sat in the sitting area and talked. So with a shrug we each did that. I put on a pair of swim shorts I had and a tank top and rejoined the girls.The girls had showered earlier, so Linda, Peggy, and Mandy all went into our bedroom together to get changed, and as soon as Keith returned in a pair of sweatpants and t-shirt, Holly went off to do the same. I got the champagne out and set up the glasses as I...
Finally it was time for the con. We took an extra day off of school and with the top down were driving down the San Diego Freeway for our weekend of fun. We hit the expected traffic, but none of us cared. This was going to be a great weekend.Surprisingly enough, Mandy said she and Peggy wanted to come as well. They had come to one of the games a few weeks ago, and Peggy thought it was cool also. Thankfully we were having dinner with Rosie at the time and she cut that off. “Sorry k**, but nope....
Finally it was Saturday, the day of the dance. I was a bit nervous, but also anticipating the night to come. I spent the morning pulling everything out I was going to need, and more time than I wanted going through boxes that were still packed in the garage I had not thought I would need again any time soon.After lunch I called Linda and we chatted for a bit. She told me not to pick up Holly, she was already on her way over there and that Keith and I should just pick them both up at her house....