Beastiality

About 4 months ago, I was talking online to some people in a beast chat room. We were all having fun, enjoying eachothers storys and the like. One person really had my attation. We kept up with the room, but slowly stoped talking to the others and just were talking with eachother. Her screen name was Xellergrl, and she was a little naughty. When I say a little, I mean a lot. And when I say naughty, I mean she has done some things I can only dream of. She was funny, intertaining, and very nice. We talked for hours that first night and then we swaped screen names. We kept talking for a while, chatting when we had time and the like. We started to get personal, talking about our family, what we are doing in life and all kinds of stuff. We were on a first name basis, she calling me Noz, and her name was Tammy, which I though was very cute.

After a while, I told her that I was in Michigan for school and she was kind of shocked. She said that she was living in Michigan also. I have been wearry of telling others where I live on the net, afrade I might get harrassed or blakmailed for what Im into, but she seemed to been trustworthy. We kept talking for a while, we were getting to be really good friends and even having fun by swaping stories and pictures/movies with eachother. The pics she sent me of here were very nice. She was a little older then me, going on 35. She still was sexy. The positions she could get in while “playing” with here animals were amasing. She had a few dogs, couple of horses, some pigs, and a roster. (more…)

Elsa was tired - it had been another long day at the kennels and she was not used to being on her feet all day. That wasn’t to say she didn’t enjoy the work, but she was so used to sitting down most of the time at school that this Saturday job, looking after the dogs all day, was really tiring. There was only one other assistant, a dreamy guy called Matt Briggs who was also in her class at school whom she really fancied. There was no way he fancied her though - Elsa considered herself plain and fat with greasy hair. This was not just her opinion, she was ostracised by the other girls in her class and she had read the graffiti in the girls’ loo that read “Elsa Lanchester - SQUEAL, SQUEAL, SQUEAL” with a crude drawing of a pig next to it. Elsa knew she had little chance of getting a boyfriend, let alone a boy like Matt. She would dream though, her vivid dreams had Matt sweep her off her feet and shower her face with manly kisses - he would be desperately in love with her and unable to resist her charms. Then her fantasy would become more sexual, though not detailed. Matt would take her to a beautiful room somewhere and undress her, then, after lots more kissing, would put his cock inside her and make love to her. Elsa was a bit vague on what an erect cock looked like, she had only seen crude drawings of them on the back of bus seats, and of course she had seen her dad’s flaccid cock when she was younger, but it seemed more like a plump white sausage.

Elsa was desperate for that contact though, she spent a lot of time in her fantasy world of good-looking, mostly naked men who adored her with their cocks. Elsa regularly masturbated, at least twice a day while fantasizing. With all her close contact with Matt at the kennels, she had even taken herself off to the girls’ loo one lunchtime and pleasured herself there. As she was shunned by the ‘in-crowd’ of girls at school, Elsa found it difficult to know whether what she did was ‘normal’. The few girls who didn’t actively dislike her seemed shocked when she asked them if they played with themselves. One girl who admitted it said she had only tried it a few times. Elsa was amazed - she wanted to do it ALL the time. Whether the girls were lying or not, Elsa realised this was a ‘dirty’ subject and did not mention it again. (more…)

It seems so long ago to be honest, and it has been ten whole years to the day almost. It was just before Christmas 1987 when I was 20 and dating David, but he went by Dave. He was nice enough and all, the family liked him. I was in love with him for sure. Our relationship was going well I thought but not everything was perfect. He would get into moods from time to time that made me question his commitment to me. As Christmas neared that year I was wondering why, during the month of December, he just didn’t seem to call very often.

I got a call from Dave on the 23rd that year. Just two days before Christmas. He was wondering if I could meet him downtown. Sure I said where and when, no problem. We met at the appointed spot and time and went to dinner. It was a nice place, but that is all I recall now, as very shortly afterward the meal arrived at the table, Dave dropped the bombshell. He really didn’t have feelings for me as I did for him, and he made that very clear. I cried, he got a bit weepy but was not all choked up. The final blow was about to be thrown up, that he was seeing someone else. I was mortified.

I do not recall much of the trip home on the bus. Stepping off the bus was tough as I was in deep thought about what had happened and was trying to figure out how and or what and when to say something to the family, as they liked him. Does my face show too much? (more…)

I’ve had this fantasy of being licked out by a dog for several months now and wanted to no if fantasy was as good as the real thing.

I met a guy I have known for several years and he came and picked me up and brought along his staffi cross labrador with him.He’d arranged for us to stop in a hotel with the dog so i could have fun.On the journey I got to know the dog, I started tickling him and getting him comfy around me.As we drove I started to rub his sheath to see how he’d respond as he is only two years old.He seemed happy with that and lay further across the seats so I could get a better grasp of him.I played with my pussy a little and let Bobby lick my fingers he seemed to like the taste so I took off my panties so he had an easier position,he seemed a little uneasy so I decided to leave it till we got to the hotel.

After a few hours at the hotel Bobby seemed relaxed again and kept sniffing around me unfortunately my period had started so there was nothing on his part he could do.Yet again I started to stroke his sheath and he became comfy and licked my arm with delight.I started to feel him get harder so I got faster wanking him.It must of been his first time as he came lots and splattered the sheets just enough time for me to go under and suck the remainder of his juices. (more…)

After the long session we took some food out to the pool and Crystal brought out a portable bar and everybody fixed a drink and ate hour’s De’ Voure while we rested and stood in the water while our bodies rested and replenished our energy. The dogs had been put away in a special kennel that Crystal had had built. I later learned that everyone in the group basically had the same arrangement in their back yard.
“Kyla, how long have you been fucking dogs?” Penny asked me.
“Actually, the other day was my first time with Sam. I saw Marissa and Sam and I got so hot I just had to try it. Up until then I didn’t know that people did this. I suppose I should have guessed it considering all the attention most people give their pets, especially dogs.” I replied.
“You think you would like this from now on or is this just a new experience you had to try?” Felicia asked me.
“I don’t really know where I am going with this. I don’t own a dog and I plan to start college in the fall. I guess for now I am going to enjoy this and see what happens. I know that I won’t be able to look at a beautiful dog and not think about fucking it,” I told her.
“There’s plenty of time to think about it. For now let us help her enjoy her stay and each one of us can enjoy her as much as we can,” Crystal told the group.
I looked at Phoebe and asked her, “How did you get started Phoebe?”
“I started pretty young. My parents got me a cocker spaniel when I was very young seeing as I didn’t have any brothers or sisters. Scruffy and I got pretty close and things just happened. I used to fall asleep with him lying between my legs and he would lick my pussy. Then I just naturally started playing with his dick and finally sucking it. It kind of became routine every night. I’d suck Scruffy’s dick and he would lick my pussy until I passed out from so many orgasms. (more…)

Jeannie Boyd sat on the porch in the early morning and sipped coffee and looked out over the farm.
My farm, she thought. All mine.
She felt a mixture of emotions: pride, a sense of accomplishment and, most of all, a feeling of contentment and satisfaction. She felt, she knew, that she had made the right choice in coming to the farm and settling down.
It had not been easy.
Six months before, she had been living in the city, pursuing a successful career. Then, fate had stepped in, as it often does. She received the news that her uncle had passed away and left her his farm.
Why her uncle would bequeath her the farm was a question Jeannie couldn’t answer with certainty. She hadn’t been particularly close to her uncle, and she hadn’t lived on a farm for years–not since she had left home after high school. She supposed it had something to do with the fact that she was her uncle’s only living relative.
When Jeannie had arrived at the farm, she had been overwhelmed. It was a medium-sized spread; actually, it was a combination farm and ranch, and Jeannie had thought: No way; no way am I going to be able to manage this. But she had found that it was manageable–thanks to Stumpy. He was a little old wizened bantam rooster of a man, and he had been her uncle’s manager and overseer for decades. And he more than knew his stuff. The farm-ranch was a going concern; crops as well as livestock were produced for market, and a number of workers were employed. (more…)

Today was My Wife’s birthday, and I had to go out and pick Rose’s present up this morning. Rose was awake chatting on the Internet all night when I left. While I was out getting her present she stayed home and was online all day. Rose was sitting down naked at the computer and surfing the web. She then went to a search engine and typed in k9 for dogs, as she had been talking about getting another pet. She thought she could do some research. She clicked on a couple of links until she came upon a subject from her passed.

On this site, there was a picture of a Great Dane fucking this woman doggie style. At first Rose was a little offended, but then she started to remember when she had her first doggie experience, she started getting aroused by the sight of the woman being fucked. Rose surfed through the rest of the site looking at all the different pictures and reading a couple of short stories. All this excitement made Rose put her hand down to her wet pussy, and Rose rubbed her clit slowly and let out a little moan of pleasure. She continued to play with herself and browse the site until she saw that the site was offering Ј1,000 pound for a video of human and k9sex. The site was giving this for good quality picture of a dog; fucking a woman. Rose just sighed realizing it was a great idea to have fun and earn some extra cash, but she had no dog. (more…)

I was down stairs playing final fantasy 1 dawn of souls while i had my female pit on my bed.I started to feel a little friskey and i was licking her love box (fyi) she tases beter than any dog i have licked before i started to finger her as she licks my cock.Iam still in the prosses of loosening her up she is 3 1/2 yrs old i just got her from a freind he was just going to take her to the pound cause he could not aford her any longer so i took her of his hands.Anyway im slowly working my middle finger inside her and like she allways does looks over at me with loveing eyes as if too say ohh yea.so after i pleasure her for a while i desided to do something new if she would let me and liked it.i pul my finger in her mouth and with another one slowly and gently opend her mouth and she was not agitated or anything she was just as calm as could be.so the little horns on my head appered so i slowly placed my cock inside her mouth and my head touched some teeth needless to say ouch so i had to position my self a little better and she took my cock in her mouth she did not try to bite me or pull back so i started to pump her slowly it felt prety good not great but ok.Then she pushed her head on my cock and i slid in her throat and she started to swallow and oh my god that felt great (more…)

“Mmmm, that pickle tastes good.” Jenny said as she slobbed on her boyfriend’s dick.

“Wow, you are a good lil dicksucker jen aren’t you?” He said.

“yeah, Mmmmpgh” She licked his cockhead and his dick plunged out of her mouth for a moment. “How’d you get so good?” Brian asked her. “I had a good teacher.” She said gleefully. Here he is now…A a black labador retriever entered the room. He has a shiny, glossy coat of hair. The mut looked the girls fat pink butt and then at her tits. I saw a bright red cocktip emerge from his black fur.

“Care to join us?” The white girl said as her plump ass jiggled freely around on the carpet floor. She patted the dog on his head as he drooled, salvia eminating from the beast’s mouthflaps. Brian pull the bitch back towards his plump, long, and hard dick. She gulped down his cock like a piece of meat her eyes on his crotch.

Then the animal came at her from behind, It was obvious he was intrigued by the fresh stench of pussy in the air; not only by his glowing red doggiekawk. He sniffed her warm smelly butthole and she raised in in the air slightly. Brian wanted to force his erection in her lovehole deeper as jennifer reach back to try to get the dog to mount her.

The dark animal put his left front leg paw around around her leg after failing a few times. I recoiled in horror at the sight as I pushed my hand down on my balls harder. I was stroking my cock furiously and couldn’t wait for more to come. The furry beast was desperately trying to mount the woman, and I knew that soon it would be fucking her full force. Jenny pushed back on brian’s pelvis with both her hands, his cockmeat flung out, slinging a bit of lubrication in her eye. (more…)

It was a typical Friday night and it was after dark by the time I got home, and I was grumpier and more tired than usual. It was nights like this that made me appreciate living alone with my three year old golden retriever, Samson, on our isolated ranch. I enjoy company as much as the next person, but there are times when I just wanted to be on my own. This was one of those nights.
A large shadow moved across the deck as I approached the side door and I felt the tension start to leave my shoulders as a dry nose was pushed into my hand and then a warm, furry body was wrapped around my hips, a bushy tail brushing against my nylon-clad calf.
“Hey boy,” I smiled, stroking his large, satiny head and tugging gently on his ears. “What are you doing outside?” I frowned and stared into a well-lit living kitchen. “What the hell?” I grumbled, knowing I had turned the lights off this morning. The door was no longer locked and I sighed, stepping side. “Hello?” I called out. Only two people other than myself had a key to this door, and I knew my guest wasn’t my mother.
“Well hello!” a tall, slim, lovely brunette stepped into the kitchen and I sighed again. Georgia had been my best friend since seventh grade and we had lived together all through college. In fact, we had lived together up until the day I married, a mistake that took me ten good years to rectify.
Georgia in town meant trouble, for me. Her smile was wide as she handed me a glass of wine. She was obviously fresh from a bath, unless that really wasn’t my expensive bubble bath I was smelling, and she was wearing my favorite robe. My temper simmered and I took a deep swallow of wine, not too happy to notice that it was a Chardonnay I had been saving for a special occasion.
“Oh, how can you have that smelly old dog in here with you?” she waved her hands in disgust and reached for Samson’s collar. Having experienced this same situation before, he scooted behind me. I scratched his ears and glared at her for the both of us. (more…)

Dusty began to bark excitedly, and the mattress began to bounce up and down with his eager jumping.

“Shhhh Dusty,” the big blonde whispered, holding a finger to her lips.

It excited her that the little dog was so horny but she didn’t want him to wake the whole ranch up. Have the dog in her room in the middle of the night was a naughty secret — knowing they might get caught only made it more thrilling.

Dusty growled quietly in anticipation, watching the curvacious blonde undress for him.

“In a minute, Dusty, in a minute,” Debbi promised softly. She untied her flimsy nightgown and let it pool at her feet. Her enormous milk-laden breasts jutted outward, their fat pink nipples visible through the sheer bra that strained to contain them.

Debbi leaned over the bed as she gently undid her bra. The bra came undone and a moment later Debbi’s gigantic creamy tits swung forward, her nipples hardening with excitement. On the bed, Dusty sat up in the hopes of getting a slurping taste of those jiggly breasts. Debbi giggled and leaned forward, allowing the little dog a flashing lick or two at her nipples before she stood upright.

“You can lick my big titties all night, boy” she whispered. “But first I need some hot doggy cock.”

Dusty whimpered with frustration but was happy to see Debbi continue to undress. In another moment she had peeled off the gauzy bra and expect for a pair of lace thong panties, stood naked at the foot of her bed.

Debbi paused a moment to adjust the big vanity mirror and turn the kerosene lamp down to a mere flicker. The shadows in the room deepened, and the reflection of the plump girl and the little dog took on a erotic and mysterious glow. (more…)

A friend of mine, has a Cocker Spaniel male. We also worked together and sometimes he would bring the dog in while he was working and leave it in the back. This dog was a sucker for bellyrubs, fairly obviously as after awhile he would show quite a bit of pink.

Well, eventually curiosity got the better of me and I decided to give him a ‘helping hand’ to which he rather gratefully started to push his hips up against my hand. I just couldn’t help myself then and went in for a closer look, gathering up any courage I had (and trying to pay attention to hear if anyone was coming down the hall), I lowered my head toward his growing stiffy.

Sticking my tongue out, I pressed it against the rather moist looking tip of his erection. Didn’t taste bad at all (actually, I find dog musk rather lovely, and their pre tastes so much better than a human’s), so I then opened my lips and ‘took the plunge’, pressing it into my mouth for an eager suck. My hand pulling down on his sheath to let his knot out. I tried to get as much of his shaft into my mouth, bobbing my head along its length as I sucked, running my tongue over the end to get as much a taste of him as I could. My hand busily running over his balls and swelling knot. (more…)

George, Linda’s dom, had thought it would be an interesting test of Linda’s submission to have her fuck Brutus, but of course George hadn’t done any research on the subject.

When George got his inheritance he bought a big house on the edge of town, along with a Corvette, plasma TV and two big male Great Danes, Brutus and Mark Anthony. The house sat on five acres and he had a very generous dog run built. The property had chain link fence all the way around it and the dogs were allowed to run free most of the time, but when need be they could be put in the dog run.

Linda fit into George’s life style nicely, she was young, thin but shapely, and, by any standard, beautiful, although small, standing only five foot two and just over a hundred pounds.

They had been sitting on the terrace at the back of the house one day, Linda was naked as George always required when they were alone, and Linda had gone to refill their glasses with iced tea. When she returned with the filled glasses Brutus had come up behind her sniffing her ass. Linda did her best to shoo him away, but with her hands filled there was little she could do.

“I think Brutus likes you.” George said with a grin.

“Too bad.” Linda said as she handed George his tea.

“You don’t like Brutus?”

“I like Brutus just fine. But I don’t want his nose up my butt.” Linda said as she sat in her lounge chair. (more…)

I’ve never told this story to anyone before, and I’ll bet my ex-girlfriend hasn’t either. About 10 years ago my then girlfriend and I were living in a small country town, sharing an apartment in a single story block. One day I came home from work to find she had brought home a stray dog, a blue heeler cattle dog. The dog was friendly, and very affectionate, and she called him Prince, and I remember that I didn’t want to keep him. One Friday night, we arrived home from our usual evening at the pub, followed by a couple of hours at the nightclub, and we were both fairly smashed. The finale of these evenings was usually some pretty uninhibited sex, if we were still sober enough.

On this particular night I went into the bathroom to relieve my bladder, then as I washed I heard my girlfriend (we’ll call her Sarah) giggling in the bedroom next door. I dried up and sneaked to the bedroom to see what wickedness she was working on, and found, when I peeked around the door, she was sitting naked on the edge of the bed, legs spread, and Prince was licking her pussy! He licked her harder, and she lay back a little and spread her labia to give him better access. I found my cock hardening, and quickly stripped, and then went in to join in the fun.

Sarah was unrepentant about being caught with a dog licking her cunt, and encouraged me to let him lick my throbbing cock. I did, and enjoyed it thoroughly, although not as much as she did. Prince licked her some more, and then I pushed him out of the way and slipped my cock into her very wet pussy. While I fucked her, Prince put his head under us and licked at her pussy and my cock and balls as they churned together. I came fairly quickly (try fucking while someone licks your balls), and Sarah wanted more. I wanted a bit of a rest, so while Prince was licking our mingled cum juices from her cunt, I suggested she let him fuck her. (more…)

It was late August and my best friend had gone away on vacation. She had asked me to go out and keep an eye on her small country home while she was away.
The day my story happened, I woke early and decided that I was going to make the 1 hour drive to her house early so I could spend the rest of the day at the beach.
I got into my car and made the 1 hour drive in good time and noticed what a hot day it was going to be by the 19” degree temp already.
I pulled down the dirt driveway to Gina’s house greeted by her faithful pal Gus a Rotti Akita mix. I hoped he was not too lonely as Gina had been gone almost a week. I put my car in park and opened the door. Gus almost jumped into the car with sheer delight to see me. I told him to get down and ruffled his furry head.

I took the keys for Gina’s house out of my purse and walked toward the house. Gus happily followed licking my hand and upper thigh. I laughed at this silly creature and put the key into the lock. I went into the stuffy house and left the door open as it smelled unlived in and stale. I decided to check her houseplants to see if they needed water. The plants were fine, but I decided to feed the fish and grab an iced tea.
There was a note on the kitchen table for me telling me that the fish food was under the china cabinet in the hutch. I walked over to the china cabinet and opened the lower doors.
As I did this I felt Gus give my ass a playful lick and I pushed his nose away. I walked over to the magnificent fish tank and sprinkled a liberal amount of food and closed the tanks lid. (more…)

My name is Tammy. I have a “love” for dogs. Not the standard form of love but a deeper more primitive form. I’d always had fantasies about what it would be like to be fucked by a canine. However I didn’t know where to start. I began researching information online. One night while internet surfing, I came across a website for other dog “lovers”. In it I found a posting from a man that offered specially trained dogs. His posting also said that he and his wife also offered free coaching with the purchase of one of their “friends”. This appealed to me because I live alone and am afraid of getting myself in trouble. I’d heard that it was possible to not only hurt the dog but yourself if you didn’t know what to do. I finally got up the nerve to post back requesting more information. The next day my post was answered by a man named Steve. He said that he and his wife had several prospects for me. It all depended on what type, temperament and size of dog I would like. He suggested that we meet in order to discuss my needs. I found out that Steve and Cindy lived in the North Texas area. I lived in Joplin. It was a long drive but I thought what the heck. It will be worth it just to learn from the experience if nothing else. The next weekend I began my road trip on Friday night after work. I drove through the night and met them the next morning for breakfast at a local cafй. When they walked in I was surprised to see what a handsome couple they were. I don’t know what I was expecting but was pleased to see that they seemed “normal”. As we sat and talked I became more relaxed and began discussing what my expectations were. Cindy assured me that the first time can be quite scary but with some help anyone can overcome any inhibitions they my have. They told me that they raise their dogs from puppies, conditioning them from a very young age to be familiar and comfortable with humans. Their dogs are very gentle and loyal companions. (more…)

Shhhh! My mother may be asleep, wait out here while I check. “Whispered Shelly to her two male companions.
“Okay.” Carl whispered. Carl Fields grinned knowingly at Greg Sullivan, as the two of them sat down in the darkened hallway outside the Burnside’s front door. They started talking about the exhibition she had just put on. What they had seen in the movie was nothing like what Shelly had just accomplished. They talked about getting a camcorder next time she was over “taking care of the dogs” and make a movie of there own.
‘Man I wish I had a dick the size of one that that Great Dane’s got. Then maybe Shelly would suck me off, just thinking about her sucking on that gigantic thing gives me a hardon.’ Said Carl.
Me too, and man can Shelly ever suck a cock, it looked like she liked sucking that Great Danes cock better than her mother sucked my cock. Maybe she would take him on again. Agreed Greg. Maybe we should have brought him along too?
Yah! ‘Do ya think Shelly’s mother does the same thing?’ Asked Carl.
I don’t know. Said Greg. I sure hope so. All I know is I need to fuck something real soon this jacking off shit is for the birds. Watching Shelly suck on a big dog cock, while Candy sucks me off would be great.
Shelly closed the door, but left it unlocked, so that the two college students could come inside, when she determined that the coast was clear. Kaiser should present no problem to the healthy young individuals in either case, since one was the dog’s trainer and former master, and the other one was at least familiar to him. “All three young people had decided that it would be better if Shelly went in alone first, just to see what the situation was.”
After all, it was about five thirty in the morning, it was the longest that Shelly had ever stayed out on a date in her life. Additionally, it was the first time she had ever done quite what she had done tonight. Although from now on she knew she was not going to be so prudish, as she licked her sex ravished lips tasting the residue of her exotic sexual entertainment. Her well used pussy vibrated with the thought of what she had done with high hopes of doing it again real soon. (more…)

My older Sister had gone off to College so my parents decided to rent her room out to a local College student who had been referred to them by a friend who knew her all through High School. I could hardly believe my eyes the first time I saw her, she was undoubtedly one of the most beautiful individuals god had ever created. In High School she had been a leading cheerleader as well as Home Coming Queen and the object of desire of every male student that laid eyes on her. She was a perfect 38-24-34 D cup and most thought that even at her young age had undergone breast augmentation surgery, not true. Those beautiful tits were as real as her perfect hips and legs to die for. She had a way of walking that was normal to her but put the guys in a state of excitement watching the slow undulating kind of one hip at a time was she moved without even thinking about it.

The two large bedrooms on the second floor, mine and the now rented out one shared a common bathroom between them. We each had a door into the bathroom and when both doors were open could see into each others bedrooms and quite often our new roomer would walk into the bathroom in nothing but her panties and flimsy half bra which did nothing to either hide nor support those two luscious tits each of which were a large as a nice cantelope. She often would give me a knowing smile before she would close the door knowing my eyes were glued to that cleft between her legs that formed when her panties rode up into it and made it stand out prominently. I was to learn later that she did this deliberately knowing the tension it would cause me and delighted in the fact that her little high school neighbor found her attractive. As with a lot of extremely beautiful women, she was a real tease knowing well the effect her charms and physical attributes had on men and loved to exhibit them. (more…)

Chapter 1

The last place on earth Denny Reed would have expected to find himself,
was in church on a beautiful Sunday morning in Idaho Falls. In fact, if
his Maserati hadn’t broken down on his way back to Los Angeles from New
York, Idaho Falls was the second last place on earth he would have
expected to be.

But something strangely compelling had happened to him as he walked
down the pretty tree-lined street not far from the Flamingo Motel where
he had spent the night. As he passed the pretty white small town
church, with its graceful steeple and glowing stained glass windows, he
had heard the sweetest sound that had ever struck his ears… the
loveliest soprano voice singing the Lord’s Prayer. It was exquisite,
like the singing of angels.

And Denny, self-conscious in his faded Levis and denim jacket, walked
softly up the steps of the church and slipped silently in the open
doors. When he saw the girl at the altar, his mouth fell open. She was
stunning in her beauty and innocence, and even under the high neck
dress, he could see the unbelievably voluptuous body beneath it. She
couldn’t have been more than a teen, he thought, and he’d bet
anything that she was a virgin. And that dress, that modest plain white
dress, only accentuated her remarkable figure, and he couldn’t help
wondering how she would look naked. In her pureness, she was almost too
sexy to believe. Her breasts were firm and full, her narrow waist
accenting softly flared hips and long tapering legs. He moved over to
one side of the chapel so he could see her from the side. Her trim
young buttocks were sexier than any young girl’s had a right to be,
rounding out like two firm ripe melons waiting for someone to come
along and squeeze them. And Denny knew he had to fuck her! Then
suddenly their eyes met, and Cally Rogers, the minister’s daughter,
felt a hot shudder run through her entire body, making her skip a beat
in the hymn. (more…)

I was riding my mare along the bridle paths behind my modest training/breeding farm when I came across the paddocks of the breeding farm 4 km away. My mare stopped of her own accord, but I didn’t mind. I enjoyed watching the magnificent breeding stock play in the fields. As we rested just off the trail, a young stallion groom brought a large stallion out to graze. My mare whinnied; stallion and groom looked up. The groom, a handsome young man, waved to me, and I waved back. The stallion, attracted by the scent of my mare, began to move towards us. The groom pulled lightly on the lead, knowing that at least 1000lbs of horse was no match for him in strength. The stallion stopped and the groom attempted to lead him away. Clearly agitated, the stallion rose onto his hind legs, giving me a view of his firm undercarriage. More accurately, he gave me a clearer view of his cock, which was unsheathed and dripping with pre-cum at my mare’s scent.

Looking at that horse cock I felt a surge of curiosity. I wanted to know what that cock would feel like sliding in and out of my pussy. I wanted to feel the stallion’s hot cum flow into my pussy. I wanted to taste the cum which would flow from the large head. I wanted to be gripped by his powerful forelegs and dominated by his pure animal strength. More than anything else, I wanted to be dominated by a stallion.

I had to get out of there. (more…)

I am a 38 year old woman who was raised on a farm in
the deep south. Ever since I saw one of our horses
fucking a mare, I have fantasized about a horse fucking
me. I am married and my husband has no idea of my
cravings for a horse cock. I love to masturbate and do
several times a week. At night when my husband is
fucking me, I let my mind wonder to my secret fantasy,
me being fucked by a huge horses’ cock.

We live in a big city and there was no way we could
have a horse. I love to ride horses and finally talked
John, my husband into finding a stable where we could
ride. Little did he know the secret reason behind my
wanting to ride. I was just wanting to be around a male
horse, to see those lovely cocks.

I had gotten to where I would go to the stables every
week and finally found a horse who I liked, named
Blaze. He had a very long cock on him and I would talk
to him whenever I rode him, telling him how much I
wanted him to fuck me with his cock. I would cum as I
sat in the saddle riding him as I whispered to him. (more…)

The big German shepherd panted as if grinning up at the tall,
curvaceous girl with the long, ash-blonde hair, and whimpered in
excitement when she reached down and petted his great head. She smiled,
revealing a perfect set of even white teeth, oohed a pet phrase at him,
then directed her attention to the attractive brunette standing in the
apartment doorway.

“Has he been a good dog today, Peggy?” Carol Dorsett questioned the
older girt with the dark brown eyes who wore her hair in a brief and
flattering bouffant, giving her a kind of mysterious thirtyish look.

“Sultan’s always a good dog, aren’t you, baby,” the shapely wife of the
building manager complimented, adding her own caressing hand to the
powerful animal’s muscular flanks. “How did it go today, Carol? Any
luck?”

“Nothing,” the young green-eyed divorcee sighed. “I must’ve filled out
a dozen applications, and just about walked my legs off. God, I never
realized it was going to be so difficult finding a job or I wouldn’t
have left San Francisco. At least, I know my way around there … but
this Hollywood … brother!” (more…)

With a family of boys, we needed a lot of milk with meals. We had 3 milk cows but two were nearly dry as they had new calves coming in a couple months and this was causing a shortage for the family. So Dad headed to the livestock sale and came home with an older cow but one that was milking heavily.

In that I was the chore boy and had to milk as well as feed the animals, I spent many hours in the barn doing chores, feeding and caring for all the animals. I was a young man and horny beyond words. Yes, I had discovered sex with our old mare and being insatiable, moved on to every other animal that came into season. Mares were/are always my first love and preference.

It only took a few days for the new cow to settle in. She was gentle and friendly and easy to be around. About the 2nd or 3rd day in the pasture, the other cattle came down to the barnyard for water and a snooze in the shade of the trees. She came over to get acquainted and almost immediately one of the other cows mounted her. This brought the bull running and he mounted her and bred her at once. In the matter of an hour or so, he had mated her about 10 times. (more…)

Annie was napping on the grass once more near the pond while Kipper grazed nearby, her little tummy still swollen with the boar’s semen still tightly sealed in her womb with the plug the boar had pumped there.

Annie was a small young woman of 18, all of 4 foot 9 inches tall and weighing in at 93 pounds with a slim athletic build. her breasts were almost non existent, only 34 a cups but with very large nipples that almost always were hard and pointy and slim but nicely curved hips and a perky set of cheeks on her lovely bottom. Right now she was sleeping soundly on her back, worn out after the rather rough breeding by the boar. The lips of her pussy were still swollen as cum slowly leaked out and dribbled down and over her little anus to drip drop by drop onto the ground beneath her.
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After Annie had her 1st experience with Kipper, Brumbles and the black snake, she pondered how to make her wish of being able to provide pleasure to all the farms animals possible. After all, with it being a working farm for her grandparents, Annie just couldn’t wander around naked and crawl into every stall or pen. She did take to wearing coverall shorts and no panties so she could just just unzip and let the coveralls drop and she would be ready.

Not but a few days after her experience, Her grandparents informed her that they had decided to visit her grandmother’s sister who lived clear on the otherside of the country from them. Invited to accompany them, Annie made the argument that she would stay home and take care of the chores rather than having to hire a neighbor to do them. She was finally able to convince her grandparents of this and they finallized their trip plans. Since Annie was going to stay home, her grandparents decided that they would drive and sightsee as they crossed the country to her great aunt’s home.

The day of the start of their trip dawned bright and hot as Annie hugged her grandparents and sent them on their way. Going back into the house, Annie ate her breakfast, did the dishes then went to the barn to do the chores. First she made sure to feed the chickens and gathered the eggs which she stored away, then she milked their only cow and stored the milk pail in the cooler in the barn. Next she fed Kipper and left open the door to his stall so he could come and go as he pleased, then the pigs and sheep were fed and watered. Done with the main chores by 9 am, Annie now was hot as the summer temperature had climbed to 80 degrees F so she stripped her clothes off and sipping on a bottle of water, she sat on the fence overlooking the barnyard and fell to daydreaming a bit as a soft breeze carressed her skin and cooled her a bit. (more…)