Cynthie quickly picked up a spade and began scooping horse droppings into a pile in one of the stalls. Angelique started pitching hay. The light dimmed as Daniel rode his horse into the doorway. Angelique looked up, but Cynthie continued her work, because she feared discovery. Daniel dismounted. Angelique took the reins and Daniel slapped her behind smartly...
Lyn hummed a country song quietly as she entered the barn. She had rented out the apartment up top to a "cowboy" while he worked for the farm. She laughed when she thought of him as a cowboy because up until about a month ago he had been a manager of some sort. He had apparently gone a little middle-aged crazy and left the hustle and bustle of regular work t...
"Where did you run off to, young lady?" Amanda inquired when Hina came in the front door. She was watching TV with her dad and Ray in the living room trying not to think about the moves her brother was trying to put on her girlfriend. "I took a walk down to the pond with Max," Hina said. Amanda's concerns were playing out. She knew how charming her brother...
Life seems unfair with no man to care Without tender love, I'm uneven Forget Mary and Belle; I'm feeling unwell I need to have sex with Dan Stevens Belle shudders in her sleep. She touches her soft lips under the covers, careful not to wake him. But how can she tell him? His new form ofttimes leaves her cold; how she longs for the Beast of him! The room...
I wrote this short fantasy of mine inspired by the image "Horse Power" by Jay Naylor. I'd like to expand the story but it's a short offering until I finish the last chapter of a larger piece. This contains sadomasochism, dominance, furry anthro-on-human sex and a submissive rape fantasy. Be warned. I. It was my first day at the farm. I was staying here as...
For newcomers who might like to catch up on the previous chapters, a quick summary follows. On holiday in Devon with my parents and my brother Matt, we make friends with Abi and her daughter Sally. So begins a series of increasingly exciting sexual adventures. •Chapter One - I accidentally stumble across Matt fucking Sally. Abi catches me watching them,...
It all started innocently enough, with a phone call from my best friend Dean. I saw his call on my phone, and answered with my usual, "What's up ya queer?" Although he isn't queer. He responded, "Not much , Homo." Although I'm not homo. "Kate wants to talk to you about the hayride Saturday." I shifted in my bar stool. "Tell her I'm making a meat and cheese...
If time could be recognized, then we would have no need for clocks or calendars. These things are metres set against a background of haze and dream. The truth of time is that we live it. We breathe in moments and release seconds to the atmosphere where they bound and prance, teasing us before disappearing completely. They taunt us with their ephemerity. Nev...
Soixante Neuf I am reading a book by a French writer of erotic stories. In the book I learn for the first time about the sex position called "soixante neuf" (pronounced swasontnuf). Soixante neuf is the French word for sixty-nine. It has a symbolic meaning. When you write the two numbers, 6 and 9, next to each other you get 69. If each number represents a h...
Denise half leaned, half collapsed against the old door. Wet from head to toe, she shivered in the cold gusts of wind and cursed herself again for ignoring the weather forecast. And the dark clouds on the eastern horizon when she had set out on her three-mile run. Idiot, she chided herself, why couldn't you wait until tomorrow? The downpour had started less...