The next day I woke up mid-morning with a smile on my face. The events of the previous night felt like a movie I'd once seen but not quite believed. Did I really feel the hand of Veronique, a middle-aged but still beautiful supermodel, grabbing my crotch? Was I really rewarded with a kiss for an improvised short story by Isabelle, a gorgeous young heiress? D...
Decisively, or rather, hoping for the appearance of decisiveness, Ann spurred her horse in the direction of a small hamlet to the west of her castle. As her heels encouraged the horse into a gallop the rhythm of his hooves, the heaviness of his breath, the focus required to control and guide his strength consumed Ann entirely. This horse had been at her side...
Wooldridge markets mystified Amy; her Mother used to take her there every weekend, now Amy visited a couple of times a year. When Amy was a child, visiting the markets was like an excursion to the circus, the stall holders all seemed descendants of Gypsies with scruffy hair, earrings of all shapes and sizes dangling from their ears and bright and wonderful c...
The Stone Circle -- A Sacred Connection: "For the sake of a fruitful year ahead on the eve of Beltane a couple unclothed must thrice ride around the sacred circle of stones, mounted in homage to Epona and joined as nature intended". It was said that the old legend was a remnant of the old Celtic religions harking way back to the horse goddess Epona and the...
July 1998 The Nevada sky grew hazy with the heat and the dust and in the distance the first signs of the lightning storm to come grumbled and roared. I sat curled up in a chair in the living room listening to the thunder and I could feel my heart beating and my body growing tense. A lighting storm outside was the harbinger of a different type of storm insi...
My name is Cassidy and I'm the maid at the house at the edge of town. You know, the one with the red lantern that all the cowhands and farm boys like to visit and the fine upstanding ladies of the community pretend to ignore. We got a new girl, Nell, working here. She started last week and set up her room in the strangest way. She doesn't know about me and...
Interlude I Mistakes "Office: Department for the Management of Extra regional Resources, Camor To: General Markou, Estan High Command (or Current Equivalent) Subject: No More Troops. To Whom it May Concern, They say the plains people of the south are the fiercest warriors in the entire world, not because they're tactical geniuses or they have sup...
Arianne couldn't believe her eyes. When she came in to investigate the strange sounds coming from the barn, she never thought she would see anything like this. The stallion that was prancing before her was sporting a hard on that was two-feet in length! The sheer size of it was causing a rushing wetness to gush from her pussy. She leaned in closer to get a b...
Just then, they heard hooves pulling a carriage up the drive and Cappy barking out the door at them. "They're here, baby," she hurrying out of the room and down the stairs and into the kitchen to continue preparing the food. James trotted down after her and headed out onto the porch, waving as they pulled up in the carriage. Doc waved back at him from the...
Of all the fun during my youth, I would have to say living the ranch life is what I miss the most, of the many chores within ranch life it was breaking and riding the horses. I missed those days of seeing horses tied at the school, as students attended their classes. Even more fun was our long country rides on Saturday, inspecting the herd and checking the f...