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Doggie Farm

Chapter 1 Toni Baline stared out of the open French windows of the second floor guest bedroom and shielded her eyes with her hand to survey the green blanket of sweet-smelling manicured grass and linear hedges. They were flanking the cobblestone path leading from the breakfast patio to the kidney-shaped swimming pool whose cement rim ribboned out into the gently rolling hillocks beyond. The palatial house, situated in the lush, green hills bordering the western edge of Jameston,...

Doggie Styles

I was still living at home and young. We lived on a farm way out of town and neighbors miles away from us. I was a stick girl growing up and my family actually nicked named me stick. Skinny as I could be but I sure noticed my dad and brothers always looking at my ass. My mom caught my dad oggling it one time and slapped the heck out of him for doing that! My tits aren’t much to look at and sure weren’t then, being no more than bumps on my chest my nipples the more visible part of...

Doggie Sitter

I’ve shed a lot of tears over the guilt and shame I’ve experienced as a result of discovering my true nature. Still, I can honestly say that I’ve since learned to understand and appreciate what I am and what sexually makes me happy. *********************************************** My name is Abigail. My ex-boyfriend’s name is Marcus, and his older brother, Paul. Marcus and I had been together for about five years, and I thought we were a happy, reasonably well matched couple . . . until we...

Doggie FarmChapter 2

"Ohhhhhh... ohhhhhh Goddd!" Toni moaned into the pleasure- slackened face of her young desire-incited boy friend as he continued to fill her with slow, long thrusts... rhythmic plunges that fucked into her tight, yielding vagina to greater and greater depths, until at last she felt the smooth spongy tip brush at her cervix and his full, sperm-filled balls slap resounding into the soft sensitive crevices separating the widespread cheeks of her naked buttocks. The pain-pleasure left her...

Doggie FarmChapter 3

On the cobblestone path connecting the security-tight servants' quarters with the plantation home of the Baline's, young Diana Williams' blood temporarily turned cold, which was natural enough, she reasoned, having no certain idea of what was to be expected of her. At that moment, she was thankful for the two joints of fine-grade Columbian marijuana that the Baline's so generously kept available for their servants. Not that the Baline's weren't good to their help otherwise. Man, if it...

Doggie FarmChapter 4

A morbid feeling of aloneness crept over Toni Baline as she watched her boy friend Jeff head down the dirt trodden path to the kennels over the hills, far enough away from the palatial stretch of lawn bordering the swimming pool and patio for no one to see. But what could she do about Aunt Claudia's oversight decision to make use of Jeff's young muscularity as chief dog trainer? He was being paid, handsomely at that, and besides, wasn't she, Toni herself the one who'd suggested Jeff join...

Doggie FarmChapter 5

Toni Baline stood at her window lookout for two aching hours, watching the gardener clipping the hedges and pulling weeds from the peony beds, and wondering how long it took for one lesson in feeding dogs. In truth, she had her suspicions; still, elusive, brooding day dreams that crept into her conscious mind every time she thought those ominous feelings were beaten, kept her rivetted to that window. Finally, she went about her household duties with a lackadaisical attitude, bored by the...

Doggie FarmChapter 6

It was more anger than guilt that had churned continuously inside Jeff since his infidelity with Aunt Claudia, not that he hadn't felt a good measure of remorse at his spineless betrayal of his beloved sweetheart, but the fact that the red-headed woman treated him like less than a serf ever since, made his blood hot. Worse still: in his transgressive wretchedness, he had unwittingly punished Toni in the chastisement of himself saying little to her since that romp in the hills one day ago....

Doggie FarmChapter 7

Harry Weinstein grunted out a choke of surprise he licked his finger dipped in the birthday cake icing and raised his eyes in time to see a naked young girl bolting down the steps, her honey- blonde hair and jouncing breasts tearfully panting towards him. The obese man chuckled wildly, smacking his lips. Man, these Balines gave a party all right, and for the first time that evening, he hadn't felt regretful about laying out all that cash for his wife's birthday. Christ, if the blonde honey...

Doggie FarmChapter 8

Kneeling above and behind Toni, Harry continued to watch the reddish inflamed skin of the young blonde's lascivious stretched anus draw back and partially out with his cock, clutching it as if the tightly sucking channel didn't want it to ever come out. At first, the pressure on his prick had been almost unbearable, but now it was just tight and exhilarating the type of squeezing delight that promised to draw the jism out of his balls and to her bowels. And then, he saw Milt kneeling down...

Doggie DoctorChapter 2

Mimi Spender cried, screamed, kicked, and pleaded to her guardian angels. It did no good. Pinned to the hay stack with that smirking photographer squatting victoriously over her, she wondered how she could have been so stupidly ignorant as to let this man sweet talk her into getting naked. His immense hairy balls were brushing her flat smooth belly, his thick knob of a cock beginning to swell and harden as it dangled beneath his taut stomach. "C'mon, honey, stop playing hard to get. I know...

Doggie DoctorChapter 3

Sore between her legs from John Dobkins' brutal ravagement and sore at the world for her ill-turned fate, Mimi Spender had peddled at full speed her ten speed bicycle back to the dormitory and headed straight through the heavy glass doors to collide head-on with her roommate of this semester--Susie, a tall, blonde girl, friendly in her own timid way. Her blonde, perspiration-matted hair clung to her forehead in stringy bangs and the underarms of her University of California T-shirt were damp...

Doggie DoctorChapter 4

After all these years of debauchery, Ed Buyers for his thirty-eight years was still a good looking man. Bachelorhood was his key: He didn't have to devote any time to covering evidence of his debauchery... the late nights with women, the empty Jack Daniels bottles... nothing. Just he and his dogs and his assistants. Clearly, he was the master of his castle, and that was rule number one here at Bartholomew's Kennels. His property was vast. A full three hundred and fifty two acres of fine...

Doggie DoctorChapter 5

Mimi Spender whistled to herself along with the rock n' roll AM station blaring from her portable radio, her only entertainment now that Susie had taken her stereo home. It didn't matter that it was on volume 10; nobody was in the dorm except for she and the girl down the hall and that was almost ego-shattering. Like standing in a corner by yourself at a dance while everybody else is boogeying and having a fine time. Well... that was yesterday. Yesterday was depression--especially after...

Doggie DoctorChapter 6

Mimi Spender clenched her eyes tightly shut, refusing to give up the lassitude of afternoon dreams, despite the insistent tap on her left shoulder. Her eyes blinked once and the summer breeze blew silken strands of her chestnut hair across her relaxed face. The effort of reaching up with one hand awakened her senses, then, and the events of the day flooded back on her in startling reality. Her father's encouragements, the empty house... and later on her own lewd masturbation while a girl she...

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