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Plantation Stud

by Randy4Sure on Sep 25, 2017
Interracial Love

fPompey lay in the back of the wagon and tried to take a nap which was difficult on the bumpy hard packed but rutted dirt road. It was spring and the smell of the fresh flowers and the manure laded fields brought the primal instincts of rebirth and reproduction to all of life. Unlike the many thousands of unfortunates who had perished during the trip Pompey...

Breeding Farm

by hammertime on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

Sam Adams was one of the riches men in the South during the eighteen forties. His plantation wasn't nearly as large as others scattered up the banks of the Mississippi River. His home was larger and nicer than most but he only had a few hundred acres of land. While the other planters worried about the crops and keeping good slaves happy he only had enough pl...

Plantation Nights

by Wattyjoy on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

Missy Anne, and her husband, owned a cotton plantation, in south Carolina. The plantation, was 200 acres, it had 12 slaves for house duties, and 200 slaves, for field duties. Missy Anne's husband, was a drunk, and philanderer. He was never at home, and his foreman Dick strong, was in charge of the place, most of the time. Missy Anne, was exited. Tomorrow,...

A Plantation's Secrets Ch. 03

by takecare1212 on Sep 18, 2017
Interracial Love

She was mad — no, "mad" was the wrong word. Humiliated. That, she thought, was more like it. And someone would have to pay. Heeding Abraham's instruction, she'd risen in the dead of night and climbed out of bed, only her nightgown keeping her from the chill of the cold. She'd crept downstairs, and the pained creaking of the wood panels could have been born...

Breeding Boy Returns

by summersss on Jun 25, 2019
Interracial Love

Bella sat with her husband, Clarance, trying to enjoy the fine spring weather. Unfortunately for her, Clarance had to ruin it with his boorish voice. "Andrew Johnson deserved to win the election!" he boomed, cake spewing from his mouth. Bella tried to hold back the disgust on her face. "What was that, dear?" "Have you not been listening to me, woman?" O...

The Sugar Cane Plantation

by AlejandroS on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

She always felt so much at home when she visited the island. Silly really since she spent almost all of her time elsewhere -- working long, tedious hours at the law firm so. Still, her vacations always brought her here -- to the warm breezes, the smell of the ocean, the lush foliage -- so it seemed that each time she was able to visit, she was coming home. T...

The Sugar Cane Plantation Ch. 02

by AlejandroS on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

As another day bloomed on the tropical island, she couldn't help thinking about what the evening might bring? Was it possible to OD on kink? In the back of her mind she wondered if she could overdo it and become blasé? Certainly would not want that to happen -- she was enjoying this too much. She vowed to discus it with her new friends later. For now the poo...

Elizabeth's Roman Awakening Ch. 09

by LeMondial on Sep 15, 2017
Interracial Love

29. Interlude 2: Michael at Lake Manengouba While the royal yacht, the Malreine steamed into port, with Karen deflowered by Joseph's most trusted lieutenant Harun and Diane enjoying regular lusty couplings with his white-haired servant Lotar, other events were shaping the future for the Perry family. Michael had been in the tribal areas with Joseph's fami...

Irene, Her Gay Bull and Nash

by Egmont0409 on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

CHAPTER 1 The bull had been with the heifer for almost eight hours and while Irene Cave hadn't kept her eye on him every minute she'd only seen him sniff the heifer's rear twice and then he failed to perform his duty. This was the fourth time with two other heifers and a cow mating had failed. The jerk. She decided he was gay or had broken his thingy when...

The Taking of Mary Beth

by maggie2002 on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

The smell of lilacs permeated the air as MaryBeth strolled out onto her veranda with her morning coffee. MaryBeth was a long lean golden drink of southern womanhood. She was at almost fifty a tribute to good breeding, good habits, and a great plastic surgeon. Newly divorced her libido frequently got the most of her. Today was no exception. She placed the cof...