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Lonely Night

by cow_dina on Sep 2, 2017
Fetish

This summer night is hot. And I'm alone. Solitude is a bad mood. But so it is. Back home I kick off my shoes and wonder if to go for a shower or a drink. Drink is high priority. Beer or spirits? Both. I go for beer and shots. It's a hot and sticky night after a hot and sticky day. I'm soaking in sweat. The drinks stimulate more perspiration. Who cares. I'd...

Cow Breeding

by brookedoggie on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

The rooster in the barn crowed waking me from my good night's sleep. I shifted on my straw covered mattress to wake myself up. I stretched to feel that wonderful feeling of all my joints waking up and falling into place. Today was a big day after all. Master would be coming soon I hoped. All the other livestock were waking up as well. I could hear them rustl...

Cow's Sweet Milk

by Kikori on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

Light breathing emanated from between bubble-gum pink lips, accompanied by an almost inaudible moaning undertone. Nobody around seemed to mind... In fact, many of the women around seemed to be letting out sharper breaths, or more orgasmic cries. Every couple of seconds, a very suppressed moo would echo out... but not of one lady, who was smiling and holding...

Afterglow

by cow_dina on Sep 17, 2017
Fetish

This story contains pee and shit play and profane and blasphemous content. If you have an aversion to such sexual activities then please, do not read this story. ***** In the sunset afterglow, I park my car at the end of the dirty path leading to the secluded house. Others already parked. Climbed down, I take off my coat and throw it inside. I stand still...

1BHF: Gwendolyn & Teddy

by RicoLouis on Jan 1, 2016
Humor & Satire

Gwendolyn looked at herself in the mirror as she put slid on a tight camisole shirt over her large breast giving them a little squeeze and rubbing her hard nipples that poked through. Next Gwen slid on a tight pair of panties pulling them snug over her very round ass then slid her hands around the front tugging it against her tight little pussy, she was in a...

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How I Became a Milk Cow

by Cowman82 on Sep 25, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

This is the story of how I, Anna, became a human milk cow. It all started when I lost my job as an English teacher in Japan. After falling in love with the culture and language of Japan I decided to forsake everything in my old country of Sweden and move to Japan permanently. I managed to get a job as an English teacher in order to pay the ridiculously hig...

Cowgirl

by ZotDragon on Sep 19, 2017
Fetish

In junior high school calling a girl a cow was one of the biggest non-profane insults regularly used. I was lucky enough to be within traditional weight and height boundaries so that insult was never used against me. It's ironic that later in life, after having two kids, becoming and being called a cow became an odd mark of pride for me. Like so many other...

Cowgirl Ch. 06

by ZotDragon on Sep 19, 2017
Fetish

In the morning she was gone, which was a good thing; you try explaining to your three year old why Mommy's special friend spent the night sleeping in her bed with Daddy. She did, however, leave me a present, of a sort. "What's that," Michael asked when I finally managed to roll out of bed and stagger to the shower. I'm not a morning person. "What's what?"...

Cowgirl Ch. 04

by ZotDragon on Sep 19, 2017
Fetish

Marie was surprisingly cool and distant at work, which I appreciated because it would just be too odd for her to suddenly become my best friend just because he got tattooed together, I saw her tits and she put her hand on my ass. I did take closer note of her, however. And I could tell that she always wore a padded bra to hide her nipple rings, though I didn...

Cowgirl Ch. 03

by ZotDragon on Sep 19, 2017
Fetish

True to her word Marie brought to work a pair of pictures showing off her angel wing tattoo. I found the envelope on my desk with the note, "Don't pass these around." The photos were taken in what looked like a doctor's office, then it occurred to me that it was just a sterile, antiseptic tattoo parlor. Marie was posing away from the camera, but looking back...