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Changing states at Sunnydale Farm

She watched the door. Waiting. She was tied spread-eagle on a large bed that dominated the freshly decorated guest room. Her hands and feet secured at the corners and there was a low power vibrator buzzing away frustratingly deep inside her, just not quite sufficient power to do anything other than aggravate her aroused body. He'd spent the day pampering and exciting her; he'd kept her in a constant state of arousal and had denied her any satisfaction. Her naked prone body was rigid with...

Kissing Cousins On The Farm

Muffy tried to be quiet as she snuck into the barn. She was looking for her two cousins, Bobby and Beth. She had come to the farm to visit them for a month in the summer. It had been fine at first. For the first two days she'd had lots of fun as they showed her around the place, and they talked and got all caught up on things. But then, today, they told her to hang the clothes out on the line and had snuck off. She finished quickly then went to look for them. The old dog "Ruff" was lying in...

On the Farm

Last weekend my 2 girl-friends Ashley and Amy went to a farm with our boyfriends Derek, Phillip, and Ryan with me. We had rooms that were on the farm, becuase there were cabins along the southern edge of the farm. Me and Phillip had one room, Derek and Ashley had the next, and Amy and Ryan had the last room. We usually stayed inside and played games like strip poker, who can get their boyfriend's dick in their throat farther, and we played in the large hottub in the basement. Well, everyone...

P terisChapter 11 The Farm

With the three newly acquired horses, the entire party could ride. Even Sarah, who had been forced by Rooster to run-walk to town the previous day, could have her own horse. Both Rosie and Alvin were new to horses, so the pace was to be slower than normal. The usual hour-long ride to the trio’s newly acquired property was longer and interesting. Sarah insisted, perhaps legitimately, that she was too sore to ride astride and convinced Pēteris that she should ride sidesaddle in his arms. The...

My First Time Sex at the Farm

As for sex, I was still a virgin but not really by choice. At my high school there were so many really pretty girls that I was just overlooked. It was frustrating to know all the cheerleaders and popular girls were getting fucked hard on a regular basis. I had no moral hang-ups about sex or objections to it. In fact I was rather obsessed with it and often tried to imagine how it would feel with a guy’s dick moving back and forth in me. I knew a girl’s cunt could stretch some but was still...

Nympho at Large On The Farm

by Daydriver2010 Fiction, Male/Teen Female, Promiscuity, Consensual Sex. Author's Gender: Male Age: 59 Location: A farm outside of Sacramento, Ca. It had been more than a week since I last seen Jenny. She was a single teen mom of twin toddlers and was living at her Uncle Ted’s farm with them. She had been on the pill for years but when she was dating her boy’s shit-head, older father she had slipped up and forgotten a few days. A month later she learned that she was knocked...

Peter s Farm

- Oh, Peter. I had a great evening with you. I just hoped that you would show us around your farm for once. All the times I came here, we only stayed in the main house. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a magnificent villa, hard to believe you have stables nearby. - Well, I don’t think that my barns are so interesting. - I love animals, I saw a couple of your dogs in your garden once, and sometimes you can see your horses from the road. I just hoped I could get closer sometime… - In that case, why...

A Slow Night at the Farm

This story could or should have been placed in the humor section. I know, but whose to say that two fractured souls can’t find love in the most unlikely places? Not me, certainly. I hope you have as much fun reading the story as I had making up this shit. LYG *** I’d been on the road for twenty hours or more before I even started to wonder why. I knew goddamned good and well that I couldn’t unload my cargo for another two days in Long Beach and I was only about six hours away. ‘Pull over...

Bisex party on the farm

We’ve got alot of different friends sexually, Billie’s kinky friends and mine, they come from totally different areas of sex, only Billie and me are into beastly, that we know of. We make a list, Billie sends invitations to them, I even invited 2 of my old kinky neighbors, ones a single older women and a couple, his’s gay and she’s dominant, I’ve had sex with all three of them, the women is into dildo play. My biker buds are bisexual Billie’s friends are into...

The Farm

Introduction: Three still in trouble Re-posted The Farm This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people and places is coincidental. ************************************************************ Molly watched with horrid fascination as the big dog attempted to rape her older sister June. June sobbed in terror as she wiggled her ass trying to avoid the inevitable. Both of the girls and their mother were locked in a fenced grassy compound with three large dogs. Molly, June and their...

Living At My Uncles Farm

Driving down the dirt road in southern Minnesota heading towards the farm where my aunt and uncle are waiting for me. While I’m driving I wonder what its gonna be like working with my uncle for a year or maybe longer. I can’t wait too see everyone, my aunt and uncle and my cousins. I’m out in the middle of open fields, the sun is going down, and finally I see the big farm house and barn that was my new home for the next 3 months. I turn into the driveway just as the sun sets over the horizon,...

Mr Greens Farm

This fictional story is about the spanking of an eighteen-year-old female. Mr. Green’s Farm (M/F) When I was eighteen years old, my parents left me at Mr. Green’s farm for the summer while they vacationed in Europe. Mr. Green lived alone because his wife died about a year ago, so he welcomed female influence in his life again. My parents thought that my staying with him would help in cleaning and tidying up the place, and it would be good for me because it would take me away from the bad...

Life on the farm

Welcome to the Howling Woods Farm. Here all of the farm animals are anthropomorphic, in other words, furries. The owners are wolves. Husband, wife and son. The rest of the animals are varied in sizes, the smaller ones will be like rabbits and chickens that will be about 3-4' tall, were as horses will be about 6' and everything else in between. There might be chances of escapes or strays that would come in. There will be feral type animals, but they will be intelligent and able to talk. They...

Fantasy Farm

I am a very methodical person and live an ordered existence. I am not totally anal but love structure in my weekly routine. Mondays to Fridays I work hard, visit the gym after work to de-stress, then make supper and do the dishes. I only allow myself an hour or so of television before retiring to bed. Being an avid reader, I then lose myself in one or another book before falling asleep. On Saturdays, I clean house and do my washing, after which I do my weekly grocery shopping.On Saturday...

A visit to the farm

Having spent the past year and a half working for Boeing in Chicago, Sasha finally decided to cash in some of her vacation time to spend time with her ailing grandfather in the country. Despite being three hours away, Sasha had not made the trip in over three years, with a day not passing by where she felt the guilt of knowing she may never again get to see him. Finally able to spend some time, she packed up a few outfits into her beat-up suitcase and tossed it into the car. Arriving on a...

Animal Farm

You awaken in the bomb shelter on the farm where you grew up, for a minute not knowing where you are. Then the realization comes to you, and you begin to remember. The radio crackling, signalling what was going on, the massive explosions everywhere. Every country had speculated that someone else had started it, but now that was all academic. From what you can tell, you might have been the only survivor of World War III...or whatever the heck happened. Still, according to your giger counter,...

Janet gets sent to grandpa s farm

Janet had just turned 18 and told her parents she didn't want to go to school any more. She was a shy small girl only 4' 6' and the other girls made fun of her. Her mom and dad said " if your not going to school then we are sending you to your mom's step-dads farm to work." When she got there grandpa was in the barn. he showed her some chores she had to do around the farm and then said "Janet, why don't we take a little break for a while. Come sit on grandpa's lap so we can talk. "Janet did as...

Episode 45 Jenny on the Farm

Manchester AirportThe usual interminable wait in the baggage pickup area, Jenny standing, waiting, looking for some talent, miles away day-dreaming of her Great Dane Toby – all that lovely cock stretching her wide. A hand on her side, a cock pressing into her backside: “Hope you liked the Tribute, Babe”.Jenny melted into the black Co-pilot’s arms – he had cum all over her tits, in First Class, while she was asleep – now she wanted him properly: “Don’t tell anyone” he whispered in her ear “I...

Down on the Farm

Way back when I was young I spent most of my time on the farm. friends and i used to spend all our spare time working and playing.On the farm everyone was aware of how new stock arrived after the bull ,stallion, or cock went to work on his ladies. At that time I never made any link beween what a****ls did and nwehat humans did.We used to swing on ropes in the hay barn, land in a heap and have some friendly groping. Two of the girls in the group sisters, who were slightly older, used to insist...

The Farm

The FarmWhen I opened my eyes I couldn’t move at all. It took me some seconds to realize where I was, although the constant moaning from around me kept me so confused. Then I manage to see more clearly. I was standing naked, my hands tied to the ceiling facing a room full of? asses.About twently women were aligned one bed next to the other, their hands tied over their heads and their legs wide spread and retrated on stirrups that exposed their genitalia completely. The beds were padded and full...

Slave Farm

CHAPTER ONEThe Seduction of Jenny I am a stunningly beautiful, sadistic Woman with long legs, a gifted athletic body, and the angelic, sweet face of the young Mother Mary in Michelangelo’s statue of the Pieta. I have always been able to get Men to do anything for Me, often the most ridiculous things. My father was my earliest victim, the first to succumb to My childishly coy looks and pouts. He was the first man I wrapped around My little finger. To the boys at school, I was the cruelest...

Mr Green s Farm

This fictional story is about the spanking of an eighteen-year-old female. Mr. Green's Farm (M/F) When I was eighteen years old, my parents left me at Mr. Green's farm for the summer while they vacationed in Europe. Mr. Green lived alone because his wife died about a year ago, so he welcomed female influence in his life again. My parents thought that my staying with him would help in cleaning and tidying up the place, and it would be good for me because it would take me away from the bad...

We Grew Up on a Farm

We grew up on a farm, my two sisters and me. Ellie is two years older than I and Maggi is a year younger. It’s not the kind of farm with pigs and cows and all that, but just horses. The main business was boarding horses, but we also provided training and riding trails. We all rode horses, including mom and dad, and we each had our own. Our horses were in a barn separate from the business, for tax purposes. I didn’t mind tacking the horses up for a ride, but I hated the other end. Also, I didn’t...

Slow Night at the Farm

I'd been on the road for twenty hours or more before I even started to wonder why. I knew goddamned good and well that I couldn't unload my cargo for another two days in Long Beach and I was only about six hours away. "Pull over you dumb ass," I scolded myself. But I was still another ninety miles from a truck stop. There wasn't much out here at all but sagebrush and jackrabbits. And then it hit me, "The Sunshine Kitten Farm." I haul this way at least a couple of times a month. I...

Earth s CoreChapter 4 Birthday At Grandpa s And Grandma s Farm

August thirty one, year 5784. Last vacation day. After much consideration, Marco and Laylen Zel arrived to the conclusion that it will be better to wait to after the Great Earth's Core Pursuit before enrolling Zax to a post Core School. For the past month they weighed the pros and cons of sending their young boy to a post Core School right after his vacation. It was a dilemma of many parents in Kingdom Earth. The fourth grade was unique. Unlike any other grade, although still legally...

Dark Horse Farms

As I step out of the stable into the yard I gush on and on about how grateful I am, how I wouldn’t tell anyone about this place. Still early morning, the Farm is just beginning stir in the dim light and it looks like any other horse farm. As I’m walked towards the center of the yard, I don’t pay much attention to the different pens, corrals, sturdy posts, fence like structures many of which are hard to make out in the gloom. Suddenly I’m firmly steered towards a grassy area where two other...

Dr Merle Hill s Fat Farm

Melody was hooked. Several times she had seen Dr. Hill’s ad on TV. He guaranteed to help you lose 20 pounds of weight in one appointment. His ad showed a young woman kneeling on a large scale. In a split screen you could see her face and hear her voice describing the process. The other side of the split screen showed the digital output of her weight in large glowing red numbers. Her voice said, “When I arrived, Dr. Merle Hill swiped my credit card for a temporary charge of $100. He put the...

Mother s Milk Farm

Molly had celebrated her sixteenth birthday at a wild lesbian party on Valentine's Day; Rachael was three months older, but really submissive, always preferring to be tied up during childhood rough and tumble games.Sex Education in this Erotic Literature Fantasy Land is highly problematic for teachers and students alike. As the High School Human Biology Teacher, Ms Lizzy Jones has to ensure that only the sixteen-year-olds are allowed to talk about human reproduction and sexuality, promulgating...

Summer Fun Chapter 3 Bartlett Farms

Five days after finishing the second unit, Renee and I started painting, well, painting and our “other activities”, on the third of the five apartments that need a re-paint this summer. The days in between went better this time, I kept my sex drive in-check. Jacked-off a few times, sure, but overall, I did a much better job of occupying my mind on other things. The day started off with some good, sloppy (and loud) fucking on the pile of painter’s sheets before we spread them around the...

On the farm

Joe and I have been friends for as long as I could remember. After all, his family was the closest humans to us for miles around. They were a large family, Joe being the third child out of five, and so he sometimes came over to help me, an only child, on the farm when my dad was away. One day, a few years back, my dad was away again for two whole days. I promised to do all of the farms chores, and waving goodbye to my dad, saw him drive away. 15 minutes later, Joe came. ‘Saw your dad driving...

On the farm

Joe and I have been friends for as long as I could remember. After all, his family was the closest humans to us for miles around. They were a large family, Joe being the third child out of five, and so he sometimes came over to help me, an only child, on the farm when my dad was away. One day, a few years back, my dad was away again for two whole days. I promised to do all of the farms chores, and waving goodbye to my dad, saw him drive away. 15 minutes later, Joe came."Saw your dad driving...

Family Farming

The summer holidays were due and we decided to do something out of the ordinary rather than our usual pussy hunting at a beach resort in the tropics. We found some ideas on the web and decided on a farming holiday just outside of California. To be honest, after booking it we were reflecting on the choice and almost cancelled. Finally the day came and we dove the 600 km to the farm. We were greeted by the farmer’s wife who took us to our rooms which to our surprise were as luxurious as you can...

Relationships 102 Sex As A Weapon

Copyright© 2006 by DB. "Hi guys, come on in. Glad you could make it," Christy greeted, handing glasses of wine to Allison and Frank. "Good to see you too," Allison replied, taking a sip of the Cabernet as she followed her hostess into the house. A smell of incense was in the air. Some soft Celtic harp music played in the background. As they walked into the cozy living room of the small house the newcomers noticed that four appropriately colored candles were set at the four...

The Farm

The characters in this fictional story are Mandy 16 years old, Kim 14 years, Sara 12. July 10. Simon 17. Simon was working in the cow shed when he heard voices, he looked out and saw the 4 girls walking through the farm, he knew the girls were sisters and trouble makers from the town. Simon watched the girls knowing his parents were away and that he was on his own and hoped the girls did not see him. The girls went into the pig goat shed, Simon crept over to the wall looked through a hole in...

Down on the Farm

It was Saturday after noon on a warm day in May Day. I had been home for a week and was setting on the porch enjoying the smell of fresh cut hay from the field next door when Paula stuck her head out the door. ‘Want a beer Sam?’ ‘Sure that would be nice.’ She came back out handing me to cold can of Long Star. ‘Here ya go.’ I’m going to wash my car.’ ‘Thanks! That is one of the things I missed most. Ant nothing like a Long Star beer!’ I said as I let my eyes run down her T-shirt covered...

Maggies Farm

MAGGIE’S FARM Sisyphus The day I decided to break out of my usual routine and take a little journey changed my life in a most extraordinary way. I’ve lived a pretty quiet life since I retired from teaching to give myself more time to write historical novels for young people. I have a contract with a publisher to produce one or two books a year based on some historical event or famous person. I do the research by reading a half a dozen books or so, sometimes, though rarely, I travel to a place...

Space Farm

this story I found years ago on ADULT EMPIRE Yes it's was a 3D Porn Story the pictures are great but I not seen the story for awhile and so I do hope you find the 3D One better but here goes anyway! Space Farm Chapter one Leila and Carol were saying goodbye to their mother as her small carrier gained altitude and headed to the closest bazaar to bring provisions. The three women were part of a small group of ranchers that settled in the seventh planet of the Dogada system. The local species of...

Down On The Farm

"Hey there Billy! A bunch of us is goin' out ta the lake tammara, wanna go?" Tammy said when Billy answered the phone."I cain't. Pa wants me to plow the south field tammara... I'll be plowin' purt near the whole afternoon!" Billy said sadly."Aw, shoot! Gonna be a hot day... woulda been a good day fer swimmin'," Tammy said."Yeah, but Pa'll skin me alive if'n I don' git the plowin' done," Billy said. "But you go 'head 'n' have fun. We'll go swimmin' 'nother time.""Well, don' figger it'll be much...

The time on the farm

Susie was 19 years old, fresh out of high school. She used to live in the city but for the summer she was visiting her brother in the country. She was 5'6 with long brown hair that hung just above her tight ass. She wasn't close to thin but all her curves were found in the right places for example her 38 DDD breasts. She arrived on the farm at 11:00am on a sunday, her brother and his wife were suppose to be at church but they left the house unlocked so she could come in and make her self...

Honeypot Farm

Catelynn Rider has lived on a secluded farm her whole life. Her overprotective father would never let her travel into town, as he feared men would take advantage of her innocence. She spent most of her days milking the cows, reading, and occasionally swimming in a nearby pond. Catelynn dreamed of traveling and meeting all kinds of interesting people, maybe even finding her one true love. Today is her 18th birthday, a day that will change her life forever. Catelynn lays in the grass,...

Furry farm

It was a beautiful day on the wolfheart farm when Amanda wolfheart awoke to her mothers kiss on the forehead "good morning Mama" "Happy birthday babby" Samantha says as she moves to sit on the edge of the bed "Oh shit I forgot about that" Amanda says unconvincingly. " Ok sure Ill believe that when pigs fly" Samantha says as she goes in to to tickel her. "Hahahaha ok ok I didn't forget " "I know that you have been bugging me to show you the barn for a week now but today is the day" " now follow...

The Slut Farm

The beat up green Toyota that Beth Anne drove along the bumpy rural road to Arakawa Acres wouldn't raise an eyebrow from most. But, to Beth Anne it was a thing of beauty. Her pappy once told her that everything is more beautiful if you earned it with your own two hands. It was a beautiful car, even though it had a few parts missing. A part time job will only earn you so much. One of the parts missing was the driver's side window. Without it, the sounds of the farm was the radio station she...

Bunny The Slave Wife Fun down on the farm

Or maybe we should call it Little Bondage House On The Prairie“Fuck you look hot!” exclaimed Bunny’s husband as his smoldering gaze travelled up and down his slave wife’s curvy body.She grinned back at her husband and answered in a soft cute voice, “Thank you Master”.Bunny was dressed in a plaid shirt, gathered up and tied high on her waist, with its top buttons all undone. Her ample breasts on full display, the areola’s around her pert nipples peeking out. On her bottom half she had on her...

The visit on the farm

A sample from my book "The visit on the farm" available under the same name at Amazon. Have fun reading."Lord, I will dry them now. Would you please raise your hands." In front of me stands one of the two pretty ones and I see number two stretching her arms to the side next to me. Ok I could also dry myself off, but I don't want to be a spoilsport. Delicately, but also at the same time with emphasis I am dried by her. She doesn't stop me from drying my cock and pulls my foreskin back several...

The Farm

All people in this story are of appropriate age and no animals were injured in the writing of this tale. I was raised on a farm in the Midwest. Our nearest neighbor was a mile away. There were three children in that family. Kay was a girl my age, Kathy was 2 years older and Carl was four years older. We would get together in the summer to play games, ride horses and just to spend time together. I was bored one summer day, so I walked down to find some company. As I neared their home, I was met...

Down on the Farm

I had driven out to the country and decided to sunbathe nude with nothing on but a visor, women's sunglasses and a pair of high heel sandals. I oiled my hairless body and sat in a beach chair where I drifted off while sitting in a small field not far from a tree line between me and the road.I woke up moments later to see a farm hand stroking a nice meaty cock near the tree line, as if he was hiding from my view.I repositioned my chair slightly, so as to part my legs to show him my small, but...

The Farm

Daisy lived on a huge farm with her husband. Every summer they hired about a dozen young boys to help with all the chores. This was the best time for Daisy. She managed to fuck each one of them more than once. She loved the young hard bodied men. She would ride her horse out by the river and lie on a blanket naked and wait for one of the young men to show up. They knew what to expect when they saw her ride off. One would then disappear to the river for a few hours of sex with the wild sexy...

Thunder at the farm

Ken, Sara and Elaine had a wonderful summer of discovery and lust. They discovered that they loved each other. They had sex for the first time. They fell in love. The voyage was coming to an end. Ken was off to University of Massachusetts Amherst to live in the Towers. Sara and Elaine were going back to finish high school together. They had been together all summer. They played together, shared long walks together, slept together and loved together. They had sex with each other. Now it was...

Down on the Farm

You hit your clock and turn it off. You sit up in bed - it's the ass crack of dawn of course. It's so hot in your room, which is why you slept in only your thong. You stretch, get up and head to the bathroom. You take a minute to admire yourself in the mirror - perky B cup tits, flat abs, long legs and a big bubble butt. Then you sigh, 6 months ago, this is not how you imagined your Saturdays in September going. You were supposed to be at Arizona State - right now you should be sleeping before...

Danger on the farm

You are Victoria, a 20 year old red head college student, who still lives at home with her family on the farm. You have a very slim physique at 5' 9", you do not have much of an ass, but have been blessed with a set of 36 DD's. For the last 6 months or so you have been working on creating a formula to promote growth in your ass. The giant rack is nice, but you have always wanted to have a nicer ass to go with it. Today is the day though. The lastest batch is about to finish curing! You peer...

The Celebrity Farm

At 47 years of age and the only thing to show for it was an old, unsuccessful farm left for him by his father Henry Williams led a sad, pathetic life. The only thing bringing him happiness is drinking lager, buying lottery tickets daily and watching TV. He got angry everytime a successful celebrity came onto the screen, as Henry was an extremely sexist individual he would angrily slam his fist into the side of the couch everytime a successful woman showed herself to him before jacking off to...

THE Harem Tales 4 We Gotta Get Outta This Place Chapter 14 Mrs McDonald Had A Farm

It was a very unusual pickup, the result of Dora’s analysis that many, many more children were needed to bridge the gap between ages at typical extractions and new births resulting from the after-extraction action. Maureen Smith McDonald was raising an impossible number of children, largely by herself. She had six of her own, ranging in age from fifteen down to five, in addition to her dead sister’s four - all under eight. Added to them were three preteens from her former husband’s family,...

AssParade Kendra Lust Gets Fucked At the Farm

Kendra is riding her ATV around the farm when she sees Sean working on the side of the road, she drives by him to get his attention, but he is busy with his work and ignores her. Kendra thinks he is hot and she wants him, so she takes off her top and drives by him one more time, but again Sean ignores her, she gets pissed off and decides to drive by him this time fully nude, she stops by him, shows her juicy ass, refreshes herself pouring a bottle of cold water over her hot naked body and takes...

A Good Time on the Farm

I couldn't believe that I was going to old Rob's to ask for a job, but the factory had a big layoff and I had to have some kind of income. Old Rob was about seventy and owned the biggest produce farm in Western Tn. I dealt with his son, Elliot, who was about forty, as he was a horse trader and so was I to an extent. The old man was a total bastard to deal with but Elliot told me that since I spoke Spanish well, that I needed to ask the old man for a job. Elliot figured he'd pay me more as I...

Grandpa s Farm

100% fiction! My name is Mike and I'm 18 and I'm an only boy. Mom had me when she was 20. My mom and dad argued a lot when I was growing up, about her family, her drinking and what dad called her "whoring around". I guess my mom was pretty slutty because she was always getting men visitors and taking them to the bedroom. Moms brother Lee visited her a lot but only when dad was at work and I would even hear them fucking.. Her dad, my grandpa wasn't even allowed in our house. Mom would start...

Down on the Farm

Daddy's ranch has always been the best. From the time I was a little girl up until now. I am twenty-one years old, and my name is Mary Anne. I have lived in the same place my whole life. I am a pure bred country girl. From the beautiful state of Texas. I help out around daddy's farm for a living now. Why work elsewhere when I can just get daddy's money? We have alot of horses on the ranch to take care of, so we tend to have alot of ranchmen. Daddy has always had alot of money. I could never...

The Slave Farm

Note : This story is completely fictional! Its a nice sunny day, Maliia and I are out for a drive. I'm driving and she is sitting next to me as we ride along in the country. We are chatting and my right hand is in her french kiss probing each others mouths with our tongues. So it is not a complete loss... We get out and are looking under the hood. Really dumb as neither of us know what to do. Then we see another car coming. It stops and a young looking girl offers to help. She says she lives...

My Friend s family private farm

I went with my BFF to enjoy her family's farm, but I was trapped with her gorgeous brother, read it to find out. [email protected]

Relationships are SO complex

"I KNOW he's one of THEM, Allan." Joan Davies remarked to me at the occult bookstore party knowingly. 'Stone Child' is what his older, bearded buddies in the motorcycle posse called him. With his longish, rich blond hair and cute elfin face, that 18-year-old youth seldom lacked for female attention. Joan Davies was one of our more respected astrologers, a forty-something chic, society lady who always tried to present the occult in a more respectable manner. Invitations to her...

Relationships Are Made

Relationships Are Made By SuppositionLife Two lonely people find true love. As I looked spiral stairway as the bellman pushed our luggage into the elevator and thought " Ronnie did great as always picking this place for our honeymoon". I have never stayed at a 4 star hotel before and on my meager teacher salary probably never would if it was not for Ronnie. We were married this morning at the courthouse in Spartanburg SC and drove here to Charleston, where Ronnie booked us here at...

Fun in the Farms

I had just finished my sixth semester exams in the engineering college and as I had nothing better to do, my father asked me to go and spend time at my fathers younger brothers farm. I was overjoyed to here this news as I was facing a hot and boring summer in Bhopal and going back to my Uncles farm was always a pleasure. It was cooler in the farm and to top it all he had a nice big pond where one could laze around. "When do I leave, papa?" I asked eagerly. "I have asked Chandru (his clerk) to...

Population Farming

You sat in the hard plastic chair under the harsh fluorescent lights and looked around at your classmates with an eager eye. It was July the fifth and for the past few years, after the institution of state-run higher education, the nation had begun using its youth for population farming. You only had one class per day, 10 months out of the year with semesters changing about once a month and your education was free but as mandated by law, after class every day, you had an appointment in the...

Hot Farming

This really is a true story. This is my story. I grew up on a farm, several farms actually, because there were three farms in our family but we all lived on one of them. They were close enough where we could all live together in one three-story old farmhouse and then travel to the other farms to work them. This was back in the days when running water and indoor bathroom were still luxuries that few of dirty farmers could afford. Oh we had the little hand pump that you had to prime every time...

Tales of Viveria A woman s farmhand

He walked down a path laid of dirt and rocks with a wheelbarrow tumbling along the road in his hands. He delivered the foods to the head of the farm and was given his dues. It may have been hard labor, but the silver gained repayed in kind. He sat on the edge of the fence, leaning against the wood as he tried putting any structure of thoughts together. Hand befalling his arm, he could only turn to feel a wet appendage up his cheek. The tongue went into the mouth of the beautiful woman with a...

Another life for a farmgirl

RAPE/BONDAGE/S&M/INCEST/BEASTIALITY/LESBIANISM ******************************************** Copyright 1990 All rights reserved ******************************************** If there's any nasty thing a girl can do it's in this story. Our heroine is a young farm girl mad for sex. She gets it, and is punished for it by a variety of people including mom and dad. This may be the only story ever to appear on a.s.s. in which a girl is...

Farmhands

I found myself in awe of my surroundings. I had never been south of the Mason-Dixon line in my entire life, but I found myself traveling into the belly of the Bible Belt looking for work. In a moment of sheer capriciousness, I thought that I needed a change of pace, if only for a little bit before I completed accepted adulthood.Virginia took forever to drive through, it was made up of long stretches of highway almost completely covered in large tractor-trailers and signs for various...

Die wei e Farmerin

Emma Hunter ist die Eigentümerin einer Farm in der Sklavenzeit im Süden der USA. Emma leitete die Firma seit 2 Jahren alleine, da ihr Ehemann Georg nach einem Biss einer Klapperschlange gestorben war. Sie ist mit ihren 35 Jahren sehr attraktiv, 1,85 gross, mit 72 kg schlank, hat lange lockige, kastanienbraune Haare, die sie immer zu einem Pferdeschwanz zusammen bindet. Ihre langen Schenkel, sind muskulös und wohlgeformt, sie hat eine schmale Taille und einen knackigen Arsch; ihre Brüste würden...

THE FARMGIRL

Way out in the country, along a little one lane road, was Wilson's Farm. They raised a few chickens and cattle for market, and cared for other peoples horses.Farmer Wilson ran it with the help of his daughter, Becky. Mrs. Wilson caught a bad case of pneumonia one winter, shortly after the birth of Becky, and she passed away. This left Farmer Wilson the job of running a farm, and raising his baby girl all by himself. Thing's weren't all that bad though, somehow it made them closer to one...

Girlfarm

Act I After pulling up and parking my car in west Tyrellstown, I walked the short distance to my 'alternate' car, a silver VW Golf. I took off heading straight for Willowfield. The closer I got the more excited I became. Enroute I noticed a quiet stretch of road, where I reached under the seat and pulled out my temporary disguise, which consisted of a blonde wig, large sunglasses and a black trenchcoat. I pulled into a lay-by, first putting on the coat and glasses and then, after...

Ponyfarm

PonyfarmThe two girls haven't had any use for their eyes for a long time, their heads strictly packed in a leatherhood with padded flaps covering their eyes and ears. The only part of their faces that could be seen were the nose that had been pierced by a thick metal ring and part of the chin. Their heads were bridled on top of said leather helmets, straps leading down to their mouths that were mauled in a particularity cruel arrangement. At first glance it might have looked like a Baucher bit...

InFarm

Acres upon acres of wheat and sunflowers stretch towards the horizon. At this point, the car you rode is already long gone. Before departing, your father stared in the rear-view mirror with great disappointment, and only after a lengthy silence could he put some words together. "Keep in mind that you're here to work, not slack off. This is not a vacation. Don't let your aunt and cousin burden themselves with everything. Make yourself useful for once." The tone he used was as flat as it had...

Alice Cottage Lane the lucky farmer

Fiona didn’t pester me quite so much as she was happy to give her cunt a rest after the abuse it had taken from so many cocks over the last year or so. Going from a baron 4 years of no cock to a wanton 40+ milf had taken its toll on Fiona; although enjoyable she’d been fucked ragged. Alice collared me whenever we were alone and would rub my cock through my jeans or shorts whispering in my ear, “I need your dick inside me again, stretching my pussy open and spunking inside me, when can...

Pushed at the Farm

Soon the neighbor's farmhouse came into view, there the boys were, working in their front yard bare-chested. The sweat glistened off of their bulging muscles instantly making me wet. My hornyness only made me want to do it even more, and when we passed them I lifted my tank top up revealing my perky firm breasts, the nipples hard from my arousal. Jenna seemed hesitant, but when she saw me do it she also lifted her shirt. I had never seen her breasts fully nude before, they were quite...

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,...

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Often, I would visualize the horses mating to help get myself aroused. Things got much better when I was twelve and had my first orgasm. I had felt funny all day and went down into the woods behind the north pasture. I thought of the most recent mating when a neighbor brought his mare over to be serviced by our stud. She was already in heat when they took her out of the trailer. Our stud caught a whiff of her arousal and almost went crazy. Fortunately, my father had tied him securely in his...

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The year I turned 16 was a spectacular one, my parents were both partners in a growing law firm down in Tennesee and were acquiring a steady flow of new customers. I had been attending an all girl’s private school, complete with a tacky white blouse, navy checkered skirt and ridiculous white stockings and loafers, at least they were expensive. However the uniform was built for girls, and I was not one. By 16 years of age I already had a round pair of double D breast with what I considered...

A Night on the Farm

It was late and we still had many miles to go. I was travelling with James, a gay friend of mine, and after landing a couple of days ago in El Paso, we had driven up through New Mexico, and now were heading to the area known as the Four Corners, where the four states of Arizona, Utah, Colorado and New Mexico meet. The reason for the trip was to look for some quite rare species of cactus plants, the collecting and cultivation of which were an unusual passion of mine. On field trips such as...

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Ken, Sara and Elaine had a wonderful summer of discovery and lust. They discovered that they loved each other. They had sex for the first time. They fell in love. The voyage was coming to an end. Ken was off to University of Massachusetts Amherst to live in the Towers. Sara and Elaine were going back to finish high school together. They had been together all summer. They played together, shared long walks together, slept together and loved together. They had sex with each other. Now it was...

Hucow Farm

You just turned 18, the last one of all the seniors and Lakeview High, about a mile North of Milwaukee, Wisconsin. You force your school uniform over your chest, and after a minute or two, you can finally fit it over you C cup breasts. “Jennifer, I made pancakes!”, comes a voice from downstairs. “Thanks, Mom!”, you holler back. You rush downstairs and have a healthy serving. You scarf down the pancakes, a golden brown, with warm butter and dripping syrup. You grab your back pack, and are on...

Cousin farm

In this story, you will follow Athena and Kyle as they awkwardly stumble around their sexual attraction to one another. This is my real first attempt at this so wish me luck. Notes are appreciated.

One day on the Hucow farm

Early morning in the middle of nowhere, a dark barn sat in a valley, it’s weather beaten wooden cladding showing signs of disrepair and derelict. It sat, although completely out of sight, like a thorn amongst roses. The rolling hills and green grass surrounding was breath-taking as the rising sun painted the dark sky blue and silky clouds travelled across the sky without purpose as the growing sunlight danced along the ground and bathed the blades of grass with an orange hue. If you didn’t see...

New cow to my farm

She is bought into the auction ring and a hush settles over the rows of men standing around on the circular tiers. The auction master next to me asks me if I'm impressed? Just a few minutes previously I had told him I was going to leave as the standard of cows on show wasn't interesting me. He'd told me in advance that It would be worth my while coming tonight but the stock on show hadn't made good on his promise. Until now. I reply to him that I'm going to stay to see this specimen and he...

Suzanna and the Baby Farm

Suzanna Johnson was sitting at the counter in the diner looking through the want ads. The record store she had worked at was going under and she needed a new job soon or she wouldn’t be able to pay next month’s rent. ‘Like who’d want to live in that dump anyway’ she thought to herself. At 19 she’d already been on her own for three and a half years, ever since her mom decided to believe her step-dad over her when she came forward and told her he was sexually abusing her, ?accidently? touching...

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It happened on a Wednesday morning. I had to drop my parents who were going outstation, to the Government Bus Stand. After their departure at about 6.30 am I decided to go on a jolly round in the city. I had applied leave in our office, as I had to attend a function in the absence of my parents. Since it was early, the signals were not on but the blinking signals were on. I slowed down at one signal to allow another vehicle from the opposite direction to pass. Suddenly my vehicle lurched...

Asian sexslave farm

It was a cold winter.? The japs were unsuccessful at their campaigns against the noble Austrailians.? But harms were not undone.? Thousands died in war defending their homeland, and few remembered this day. When finally the allied forces entered the japanese compounds, they were shocked.? Scores of asian females were naked and bounded from ceilings.? Their bodies bruised and bleeding.? Some were already died, many still alive.? Instead of freeing them, the soldiers thought better of...

At the farm

*This story has been uploaded to other sites in swedish. As that implies, I'm not a native speaker and the story takes place in Sweden during the 19:th century, which was a time when many swedes left the country for looking for better opportunities. I hope the foreign setting doesn't obstruct too much. I have quite a lot of material for the main branch of the story, but anyone can feel free to create their own chapters! I hope you enjoy my first story here, and if so, I have plenty of more...

Uncle s Farm

The drive felt like it took forever. The first half hour Uncle Doug talked up all the fun stuff she’d be able to do, like hiking and swimming in the creak, and County dances. But with Maddy acting uninterested Doug eventually stopped talking. Maddy dreaded the very thought. She had hoped that at the very least she’d have been home this summer so her and her boyfriend could finally find a time to do it. Maddy and Rob had dated all senior year, but things just hadn’t lined up and now it was...

What Goat Farm

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My good friend Eric had a girlfriend her name was Sara. Sara was a beautiful woman from of all places Minnesota. She was 5'11" tall and 101 pounds with blond hair and blue eyes. She was definitely to die for. We always wondered how Bohm could end up with a fine specimen. Let me tell you a little history, Eric was always a... moron. Somehow these beautiful girls were duped into sleeping with him. He say lines like "Hey, you wanna come over my place, I won't rape you or anything." These...

Falling For My Step sistersChapter 4 Life on the Farm

I woke up the next morning in pain. There was a reason that I needed to go the night before, but now my poor bladder was reminding me of that reason. After taking care of my bladder and getting dressed, I headed downstairs. I found Liz already in the kitchen working on breakfast. "Morning Liz." "Good morning Rich. Sleep well?" "Too damn tired not to, as always." "Yeah, your father told me that you work too hard. Has it been any easier with the girls help?" "Definitely. I have...

THE Harem Tales 1 The Times They Are A ChangingChapter 10 The Farm

On Wednesday, we were up early and on our way at dawn. Our goal was to make the outskirts of Nenzel before dusk. That was a joke. Nenzel's outskirts and village center were basically the same buildings. We decided to stick to Highway 20 to make better time than we could on the Cowboy Trail. When we reached Nenzel, we found it deserted. Several buildings were burned to the ground, but the St. Mary's Catholic Church was unharmed and open. Lights were on and we were able to use the phone...

A New BeginningChapter 5 Day Two An Arrogant Puppy a Lesson a Deal for a Ghost and the Farm

The next morning was overcast as I stretched by one of the practice rings. Sam and Cat had decided to try and sleep in. I thought about some of the things I had done before coming here. One of the things I missed was the weekend trips to the gun range. My dad had started me on them when I was ten. I shot everything from pistols to hunting rifles. I had even designed modified rifles and pistols last year chambered for caseless ammo I had also designed. I had even competed in a long range...

A Day At The Farm

100% fiction! When I accepted I did not know of the other guys who were going to be there. It turned out there were five other guys plus their three sisters and their mother and father. There were also four girls from a neighboring town. When we got out there about thirty miles from any town I thought that with their parents and sisters there would be no unusual stuff happening. I could not have been more wrong! I was eighteen and had almost no experience with the opposite sex and only a couple...

Wife s First Swap MMFF

My name is Sue. (or that is the name I have been called on this site) You know me My husband has put on this site two stories of when I let my two brothers have sex with me. He found he enjoys writing about these old incidents because it helps him relive the times. He has told me that he is planning on writing the stories about the other times I have had sex with other men in front of him. He has asked me to write a story and I think it is only fair that I also get to tell MY side...

How I Became a Hotwife Ch 05 MMMF Strip Poker

Just a short recap from the last chapter. I was being literally painted by my hubby’s old schoolmate, the artist for about several months. It was about three months after I had met the artist, my hubby and I were on the bed chatting and he asked, ‘Darling, do you remember you had met two of my friends, Simon and Robin? They had came to our place twice before just after our marriage, remember?’ I was trying to recall and so I replied, ‘Oh yes, I remember. What about them?’ ‘Oh nothing, they...

A Night On The Town MMMMMF humil f e nc

6PM and the phone rings.’Hello?’ ‘Lyss! Wanna go have some fun?’ cries my best friend Tristen. ‘Fun is my middle name. Where and when?’ ‘8 o’clock. That new club on 26th.’ ‘Ok. See you there!’ I just got home from work when the phone rang. I drop my jacket onto the back of the couch as I kick off my sensible shoes. I work in a relatively liberal office and I often take advantage of that attitude and dress to suit myself. Today was no exception. I’m wearing a loose, swingy black skirt that...

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