We phoned each other during the week, of course, just the usual chit-chat, but each time we talked I visioned her on that day, and imagined that she was next to me, very much in my arms. The week dragged by, I knew it would! Saturday came….Hooray!… but the weather? ….the summer seemed to have disapeared, a light rain was falling but the temperature was still...
Your farmer made way down the hill towards the barn. You followed, casually sauntering down the hill, managing to pick up some speed in your descent. Moving on all fours had become second nature to you. Keira followed slowly. You turned and looked back at her with the dopey smile of a placid cow. She looked sad. You couldn't figure out why, maybe she needed...
The farmer could hear them coming. The thunderous claps of hundreds of hooves against the arid ground always signaled their inevitable arrival. The wooden house, although sturdy, shook as the sounds grew in intensity. The beams trembled; throwing dust down from the ceiling, and onto the four figures huddled against the wall facing the door. The farmer held...
Rita wanted to surprise Jeff with a winter wonderland for Christmas. She had a friend that had a cabin at the lake deep in the woods. A fishing lake that froze over during the winter so it was perfect for ice fishing and skating if they wanted to do some later. The cabin was very rustic & romantic. No electricity& no running water. There was just an outhous...
The distraught farmer hurried told his awful tale to Lady Gwyneth d’Lambert, paladin of the Holy Church of Alastriel and her less illustrious companion, the goblin Cockweasel. Gwyneth had rescued Cockweasel from his tormenting mistress, the vile sorceress Valeria the Black, and the two had escaped on horseback to the village of Crompton. It was here in Crom...
CHAPTER TWO: Ooni and Pleck's Mischief While Teedla flew off to brood in the trees and plot a way to make up for her failure with the muckdweller, her sister, Ooni was up to no good. Ooni was about to enter a human cottage. The cottage near the dark woods of Glenn Valley was far from civilization. The woodsmen had moved his family a bit too far in the wild...
You'd zoned completely out as the farmer had worked out the cream from your breasts, taken far away by your pleasure. How long had it been? All you knew for sure was that the small bucket set beneath you was now about half full, instead of the bottom of it just being barely covered. The pain of engorgement had faded away now to a distant memory, long since...
A special Thank you to rick_j21 for his editing skills and his most valued input to my story! This is my very first story. Your comments and suggestions and votes are very much appreciated! Case and I decided that we needed to carve some pumpkins for Halloween and some more to use as front porch decorations. It was fast becoming a typical fall day in the Pa...
I awoke from the dream as the sounds of Kathy's rasping were replaced by other noises. Her eyes flickered as the morning light streamed through the trees by the banks of the river. The night had been hard and long. The shackles must be chaffing her ankles. The mud was still gooey and would remain so for a fortnight. We were bound together in the pit of pleas...
It was such a lovely day and Ms Passion had decided to abandon the country road and cut across the valley thru the Reese's and Brown's pastures. She removed her straw hat and let it hang around her lovely neck by the pale green ribbon. Then releasing her flowing red hair into the gentle warm breezes she started slowly strolling thru the waving green grass r...