Written by: Bi.A.Piggy Reposted from other sites Standard Rules and licensing applies. This story comes from the depths of my mind. I am not a professional writer just someone who like to put the dirty ideas in his head online for others to enjoy. I don't care if you don't like my style. If you don't like what you're reading, close the window and read so...
Nathan headed out of his house with a big grin. Working the farm always made him happy. It was really the cow shed that did it, which was the main reason he'd had to sell off most of his fields to his neighbors. He just liked being with the "cows" more than on the land. But that was OK, their milk sold for quite a pretty penny, and his father had taught him...
Nick Evans loved Mondays. It was the one day he could skip class-the excuse of volunteer work had gotten him off school more times than he could count. And seeing as Monday was the beginning of the working week, Nick knew that Francis McCarthy would be out on his farm, working hard, without a shirt on. The McCarthy Farm consisted of a barn, a house, a stabl...
The gray floor of the barracks filled the vision of Private Mark Davis as he crawled down the aisle between the two rows of bunk beds, using a small brush to scrub the tiles. He could feel the pattern of the tiles on his knees and his left forearm as he removed the dirt from the training grounds from the floor of his home for the last six months. This was no...
When Darren said to me "Bernie, I've got to tell you something. You won't like it, but I must. This is the last time I can see you," I was first shocked, then devastated. I pleaded in vain for him to reconsider but he was firm : it was making things difficult for him at home, his wife was suspicious and he found he couldn't go on inventing convincing lies ev...
Many years back I bought a share in a food truck, I traveled to all the fairs anything that was going on I was there. I was looking forward to a rodeo that was coming to our city, watching the guys riding was fun to see. I got there a couple days before the start of the entire show, I had a great spot just outside where the riding would be happening. I caugh...
Elizabeth was a tall, thick corn-fed Iowa farm girl. She had short blonde hair, big pale blue eyes and a warm inviting smile. Her body was thick and strong with broad shoulders, full hips and modest b cup breasts. She was a prim and proper preacher's wife with a dark secret. No one in the congregation knew what she and her preacher husband did behind closed...
t was noon and I was already on my second cock of the day. He was a young guy, about eighteen who had been told about my skills with black meat. I never caught his name but he fucked my mouth like he'd been dreaming about it forever. His perineum gagging me with deep and long strokes. I'd look up at him and he'd stare down at me like I was his bitch. The...
Bodie was a farm boy from North Carolina with big, weed-pulling fists that could thump the biggest of enemies into the ground. He was a sweet boy with docile blue eyes and a mean temper. He had never gotten an A in his life, but that didn't matter to Bodie because he had no plans to go to college this year. After school he'd work on his family's farm until t...
"A Round for everyone on me. It's a healthy boy. Touch and go, but both are doing fine." The young man at the pub bar in Little Stoke, a pocket village northwest of Exeter, Devon, raised his glass of ale and everyone cheered him—or the declaration of the free refill. A few came over and pounded the not-much-more-than-a lad on the back, congratulating him on...