Beastiality

Sharon, Carey and I were staggering back from the Zone when a huge dog scared us off the sidewalk. I thought he was going to eat me! (Hum…..that wouldn’t be so bad). He hit the chain and barked like we had just stolen his master’s furniture. Sharon and I wanted to get the hell out of there. But wait! Carey, the little do-gooder, thought the poor puppy was just suffering from a case of misunderstanding. She staggered around, trying to focus on this man-eating monster, just inches out of reach of his huge teeth. (and tongue I may add). We called to her, begged her, pleaded with her! But, her mind was made up. She would not leave until that woman-eater was her friend! Just to let you know, Carey is a basic person. Food, water, shelter, sex. That is all she thinks about. In her bleary state, she figured that all this poor puppy was missing, was sex. Who would have known!!!!!! She seems to reach the conclusion that she wants!
Carey had worn the shortest skirt possible to the Zone! To top it off, she had put on her favorite thong. It is just short of dental floss! It served here well tonight.
She cooed, and clucked at the mad dog. He would have nothing of it! So, she resorted to her first talent. As this barking maniac continued to let us know he was pissed, Carey pulled aside her thong and began rubbing her pussy. After a minute of this excellent display, the huge brute stopped in mid-bark. He seemed to breathe deeply and begin to slobber. (more…)

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…)

It was a hot summer day and I was really horny. I was playing with a dog on the floor and without any warning he jumped up on my back and started humping me.

I felt him poke into my inner thigh a couple of times and then skid off of my panties and bump into my clit.

That shocked me and I quickly pulled away from him. I sat on the floor trying to catch my breath, my heart was pounding.

I slid my hand down into my panties and found that I was soaking wet. My clit was throbbing like crazy; I was so turned on and horny that I could hardly stand it.

He came over to me and put his nose under my thin summer dress. I took him by his head and lifted it up and looked in his face. He looked back at me and seemed to smile, then licked my fingers and panted.

No wonder he did what he did, I had thought, he had picked up my horny, wet scent.

I was just about to get up and go outside for some fresh air when I caught a glimpse of his cock. I leaned over to get a better look. It was red and looked wet and was throbbing up & down under his belly.

I realized that I was staring at it and couldn’t seem to take my eyes off of it. He just stood there panting, as if he was waiting for something.

Then suddenly, an image of him fucking me flashed before my eyes. An exciting thrill rushed through me that seemed to wash away my ability to think. (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 was the next Friday evening, and once again Amy was
alone in the house with just Max for company. Her
parents had said it would be very late before they got
home, so Amy would have lots of time for her fun and
games with Max.

As soon as they had left, Amy turned off the downstairs
lights and made a bee-line for her bedroom. Max was
scampering ahead of her, as if he knew what doggy
pleasures lay ahead for him, and Amy laughed aloud.

For three evenings past, she had shooed Max out of her
room, locked the door and fired up her computer. She
had gone on-line, on a strange quest, all the
information she could find on women and girls having
sex with dogs.

She had emerged from it a different and much wiser
girl… and also much hornier! She couldn’t believe the
perversions that were out there, apparently animals
figured large in some weird people’s sexual fantasies.

She had been lucky in finding an adult erotic story
site called ‘The Kristen Archives’ and downloaded
several stories. As she had read them on her scrolling
program, she had been quickly reduced to a horny mess
of young female sexuality, finger-fucking herself to
lots of juicy orgasms. (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…)

this is a story about my experience into bestiality. You see I have long been interested in seeing women pleasuring themselves with the use of dogs and other animals. I have always been addicted to sex with females and finding ways that I could aid them in their yearning for sexual satisfaction as well as satisfying my sexual needs.

Well I went to the internet to find out if there were other people out there that had this need. I looked and found that this is a very common sexual practice that takes place but it is looked down upon, so those that practice it have to keep to themselves. With this fact I found a site that people meet on and share their wants and needs and stories. There I found it hard to meet people quickly for the reason that it is against the law in many places. But I found a couple of females that I was able to chat with. From this I began chatting with one in particular. This is where my story begins. (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…)

Even after three weeks the heat of the city bothered me. Marcus, who ran the Middle Eastern end of The Company, told me that it was much more pleasant out in the desert, drier and less humid. That part of my upcoming trip I was looking forward to; spending a weekend in the desert in the traditional nomadic tent of the person The Company was trying to impress (and as a consequence sell several million dollars worth of executive jet aircraft to) was not my idea of how to spend a marvelous time. I kept having visions of dining on.”..ripped out sheep’s eyes…” my fault for listening to all those Souxie and the Banshees records as a student I suppose.

Still, my host, Sheikh Mohammed Hassan Al Bakir, seemed a pleasant enough fellow. I’d first met him at the airfield. I was piloting our flying sales demo model when he’d come forward and asked to take the controls. For someone who wasn’t type rated on executive twins he flew very well, only later I found out that he’d flown fighters for his country’s airforce; indeed it was rumoured that he’d flown during that little contretemps over in Kuwait a couple of years back. Anyway we’d got to talking, I took him through a full power stall and recovery and after we landed he invited me to stay for the weekend.

The Company, needless to say, was utterly delighted that we got along so well. The day before I was due to go I was summoned to Marcus’ office, for a little pep talk on sales procedure I assumed and so I’d got my macho “I’m a pilot not a salesman.” speech all prepared; hell I even wore my Ray-Ban’s in a vain attempt to look like something out of “Top Gun.” The speech wasn’t quite what I’d expected. (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…)

It was a calm spring night. I was out in the stable at night and Anett, my primary lover, was really in heat. Anytime i went near to her she lifted her tail and looked on me with her big beautiful black eyes. Oh yes, i really love those cute eyes. After a good dinner and some chating with the groomers i said that i’m tired and i’m going to sleep. But ofcourse i didn’t want to sleep so much. I was just waiting for my time. Firstly i decided to visit my dearest mare at 11 o’ clock. The night was a littlebit cold but much better than in the winter. (At new year’s eve i had sex with a mare in -15C! That was COLD!) I went out to my wonderful lover. She lifted her tail, spread her legs and looked on me. I understood that today she doesn’t wish to time with foreplaying so i grabbed a bucket and stood behind her. She was really hot from the inside and ofcourse she was wet too. As my hardness slid into her she winked and squirted. It was so good that i was afraid that i will not hold on a minute before coming. But then she suddenly stepped aside. Firstly i didn’t had an idea that why she had done this but then some noise catched my attention. Ofcourse one of the groomers came out to look around before he goes to sleep. And now i understood that Anett, my pretty mare, just saved me from being caught. Oh my, she is so great. Then i heared other noises so i decided to come back later because it seems like that everybody is still awake. So i’ve gone back to bed and decided to sleep an hour or two. I reeached for my mobile phone and set it’s alarm colock to 1:00. I fell asleep really fast then woke up suddenly like if i was aware of something. I reached for my phone and turned it on. I looked on it’s clock and realised that i slept a littlebit more than i planned. It was 3 o’ clock in the night. Well, i smiled, it’s an excelent time for mating Everything was calm and quiet but it gone even more colder. I’ve gone to my beautiful lover who again spread her legs, lifted her tail and looked back to me. Well, i decided that i will give a little foreplay to her so i went to her head and kissed her nose. We shared breath and i carresed her neck and her ears. She gently nuzzled my face and i kissed her. I felt her teeth with my tongue. She slightly opened her mouth and she touched my tongue with hers. (more…)

It all started two months ago when I was away from an Internet source of any kind. I went to a farm to help a friend of mine Tom out with breaking Horses to Ride. I then met the horse I was to break, not knowing that she was the meanest horse he owned. Her name is Angel an Appolosa (she doesnt act like one thouge). The first thing I had to do was try to put a saddle on her, it didn’t happen, instead she bit me in the arm. Tom asked “Are you okay David?” I said yes I’ll be fine. So I came down every day after that for a month strate to she her and try to get to know her. Then I was able to saddle her. That is right when things started to heat up, when I fell deeply in love with her, and like wise her to me. The following morning I came down to the barn to see her. I went into the pen with her she greated me with a lite nip on the leg, I then gave her a hug which she was not afraid of. I then left to do the work Tom had asked me to do. I came back that night right before supper to see her, I walked up to her and gave her a kiss on the muzzle, hugged her, and gave her a scratch behind the ear. I came down the day after this time I was greated with a whinny dirrected at me. I then proceeded into the pen when I got in she liked my face (To some that would be a kiss), then turned a walked away five ft. and took a piss right in front of me. At that point I didn’t know what to think until I saw her cunt winking at me. I told her no at first but the aroma of a mare is very strong, my sexual urges over powered me to the point of going to grab a bucket, put it behind her, tare all of my clothes off, climb the bucket, and do her right then and their. (more…)

This is a story describing the first time I experienced k9 sex. I am not quite a pro at it yet; I have only experienced it less than a handful of times. This is a true story that actually happened to me and sparked my very perverted sexual fantasies. This is a graphic story of a very perverse subject. I’m going to tell it the way it happened though; I hope I don’t offend anyone. Here goes.

I’m just your average 5′7 blond-haired green-eyed party girl. It all started late one night. I had been at a party and was a little toasted. I got a ride from a really hot guy and arrived at my friends house, that I would be house sitting for the next month. I decided not to fuck him since I was still a little too far out of it to enjoy my self, so I proceeded into the house my self. I had no underwear and had on a very short Catholic school style skirt. I was stumbling through the house and found my way to a very long hallway that led to my bed. I then tripped on something and fell to my hands and knees. Then all of the sudden my neighbors black lab jumped on me from behind. I had forgotten all about him. He wrapped his paws around my waste and started to hump at my exposed backside. I thought to myself, “Man, this dog is trying to fuck me.” The whole situation was very funny to me.
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I met Kenny at a party I went to a few months back. I’d only gone at the last minute because I’m so shy I usually just sit in the corner all night, which is never fun. But something niggled in my gut, so I thought “what they hey, you can sit at home and do nothing or you can go to the party and do nothing”. At the very least I could observe people for my psych class.

I didn’t dress up all that much, just a nice tee and jeans. I did decide to swipe some eyeshadow over my eyelids, and put on some gloss but that was about it. Its not that I’m not pretty, I sort of am, not hugely beautiful, but not ugly either. I have some weight on, which I feel self-conscious about being surrounded by all these supermodel looking women. Well, they can starve and vomit to stay a size 2! Its not that I’m huge, I just look it next to them.

Anyway, I’d been at the party for about an hour when a few guys turned up. One of them was Kenny. I only noticed him a little later when I felt him staring at me. When I turned around he smiled; I blushed and quickly looked away. No-one had ever noticed me before. It was horrible to admit that at 23 I was still a virgin, hadn’t even been on a date yet, so I was a little embarrassed. That didn’t seem to deter Kenny because within 15 minutes he was beside me and talking to me. I felt awkward, but not for long, he has such a natural way with him, it was easy to talk with him.

He was an outgoing guy a little older than me, and really attractive. Several of the women tried to get his attention, but he seemed to have eyes only for me. I thought I was imagining things, but then at the end of the night, he offered to walk me home (a few streets away) and when we got to my door, he asked for my number and if we could go out sometime. Talk about shocked! I quickly agreed and arranged a date for the following saturday. (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…)

In the late 80’s I had just graduated with a Bachelor’s degree in biology and needed some money and a way to spend a summer before going on to graduate school. In the past I had worked at my uncle’s garage but by now I was tired of the grease and noise. One of my professors introduced me to a population biologist and I found a job.

My backpacking and hunting experience pursuaded Dr. ____ to give me a job going into the Adirondacks to catalog sites used by the Adirondack Martin. The martin is one of the largest of the weasels. It is a beautiful mahogany beast that it hard to spot. One of the best ways to find him is to look for the remains of porcupines. The martin has figured them out.

So every week I would load up about fifty pounds of supplies in the backpack including a camera, binoculars and a spotting scope and camp out while locating sites where we might observe the martin. By early July I had found five possible sites and set a routine. In the early hours I would find a hiding place and set there with my scope, binos, camera, some water, a snack and a load of insect repellant and wait.

There was one spot near a pine grove that had a natural clearing. It was about a half mile from the nearest trail, had a source of water and was a pleasant place to lie and wait. I was there one early afternoon when I heard a noise I was not happy to hear. It was a dog. (more…)

Cindy had never done this on her own. She had enjoyed the pleasures of animal sex,
mostly with dogs, with her friends many times - but had never actually fucked a horse without
anyone else present. She sat on her bed, jeans around her knees (no panties), with one hand
feeling her left breast inside her blouse and the other working her clit. Two fingers slipped
up and down the lips of her pussy, pushing inside on each stroke. She imagined the horse,
Samson (a huge black stallion), pumping his giant cock deep into her pussy. Remembering how
good it felt, she found it hard to resist going down to the barn and getting it on with him. It
didn’t take long for her to make her mind up… She got off the bed, pulled up and fastened her
jeans and headed out for the barn. She bounded down the staircase (two or three at a time) and
stepped out into the yard - then headed over to the barn. Cindy slipped through the doors of
the barn and moved quietly inside, shutting the door behind her before walking nervously across
to the horse- pens. She unfastened the gate to Samson’s pen and stepped inside, calming him by
patting his huge, powerful shoulders. Cindy was already breathing heavy as she stroked down
Samson’s flanks and under his belly. He snorted, knowing where she was going, and shuffled
uncontrollably sideways towards her. She stepped back, always keeping her hands on Samson’s
shiny coat, feeling his muscular body, not wanting to break contact with this magnificent
animal. (more…)

Peter was very happy to find a job on the farm. His job was mainly controlling the production the farm raise pigs and had also cows and some horses.
The pigs were raised in the wild they were collected into the pen every night. Every two weeks they were weight to control and were inspected by the vet. Peter started to notice that the males were constantly trying to mount the female an even each other sometimes. In the beginning he didn’t care but one day he asked the vet why the hell they were always trying to mate each other. The doctors explain that that was normal behaviour and that the boars really licked to fuck and that they fuck anything even him.
Peter smiled at the vet but that night he stars to think what it would be like to be that thin twisted dick pulsating inside is ass. Peter never had anal sex he just insert a finger or two. But he though that the boar dick wasn’t larger than is finger so it would hurt much. Now after a few days with that image on is mind Peter decides that he wants to try anal sex with a board. First he chose one boar it had to be one of the younger, they were lighter and with small dicks, he chose one that hasn’t get any pussy although his efforts Peter thinks that he will be eager to have some pussy. One that Peter is working late he puts his plan into action, he attracts the young boar into a area away from the others, strips naked and begins to let him smell him, the boar go straight to his dick and starts to lick him. Peter begins caressing his belly going to his dick, he doesn’t’ react to his touch. Peter the decide to behave like a sow ha walk on all fours around the boar, rubbing himself on him. In no time the boar his making noises and Peter sees his dick coming out, the excitement and the nervous rise in Peter. (more…)

I started my bike ride with one thing on my mind, and that is to suck off my uncles large dog Moses. It seem like it took forever to get there in my high state of anticipation. Moses met me at the front gate and almost knocked me over jumping up slamming his huge paws and his 120 pound frame into me. I walked around casually at first and made sure no one was around. Nope, just woods and a little dirt road. So I walked Moses around to the back just playing with him and showing him attention.

I took him to the back porch and start to pet him slowly on his big head then down his back and his belly until Im rubbing his sheath. I kept rubbing up and down until I could feel something start to grow. The red tip on his penis started to protrude. I kept rubbing hard and grabbing his big balls until half of his member was out. By this time my own hard on was about to bust out my pants, but I didnt want to bust my load so quick. So, I took the tip in my hand and started to slowely stroke Mose’s cock, I spit on my palm to help with lubercation. He started to whimper, and I could feel his dick growing in my wet hand. I started to stroke faster and he began to shoot little strings of precum all over my hand. I couldnt hold back any longer and took out my throbbing cock, and covered it with doggy precum rubbing the slick liquid over the head of my cock and down my shaft. I wanted more so I got down and stuck our cocks together. Our cocks touching felt so good, and his covered mine with more jets of pre-cum. (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…)