Betty Jane slept with California and Texas, Oklahoma and most of Chicago. * I first met Betty Jane the first day of school in 4th grade. Dad had just bought our farm that spring, Mom and we children stayed behind to finish the school year in our old school. We had been living on Grandpap Harley's farm; where Dad had grown up. Grandpap had died the fall...
Was on a roll this last week, so I decided to go write more chapter without even waiting for feedback. I'm weird that way. Have lots of ideas for this series. Anything you want to see? Let me know! All comments appreciated as always! ***** Kyle stretched as he woke from a deep sleep, shaking his head to get fully awake before he started his day. It was...
The Playboy Life 01 By : DickThePimp Episode 01 : Welcome To The Sex Farm "Damn, baby... your dick is magical. Uhhhhhhhh! It's making me forget all about girls." We laugh. "Your pussy's pretty freaking magical too, baby... not making me forget about girls though." We laugh again. "Here's your drink, James." The beautiful blonde stewardess, Amy, hands...
Chapter 1 The semi-crippled owner of the 183,600-acre cattle spread, Matilda-Eyre Station, in nor-western South Australia, Ritchie Rogers, called for a meeting of all 22 employees at 11.30 am that day to hear about changes to the running of the huge station (ranch), that covered just over 287 square miles of principally semi-arid land. The mainly males arr...
During Buttercup's third week, she is given free time in the afternoon, so long as her chores are done. It turns out that Marilee is an important little cow on the Farm, and many meetings, tasks, and duties take up her time. She cannot keep track of Buttercup every minute. One blissful afternoon, after the two of them had sucked each other's breasts empty a...
NOTE TO READER: Although Los Angeles currently has two NFL franchises, between 1995 to 2016 there were no NFL teams located in Los Angeles. The ensuing story is to be regarded as having occurred sometime during that period of time. ***** The next morning, our honeymooners and guests woke up from a curiously odd positions of slumber. Vivian was prone on the...
I have been a Rural Service Worker for two years. More aptly, I have survived being a Rural Service Worker for that time, and defied the odds. The life expectancy in this kind of forced labor is somewhat less than that. No, they don't all get killed. Some die from disease. I suppose that is being killed anyway if you are what in the big cities they call a se...
When Leanna got to the kitchen, the morning sun was brilliant, the tub emptied and behind the screen once again and the smells of coffee and bacon permeated the air. Billy and James were sitting at the table, devouring a hearty breakfast of eggs, bacon and bread with preserves. 'It's 'bout time you got up, lazybones!', Billy said, his mouth ringed with milk...
[All characters in this story are above 18 years of age.] INTRODUCTION The summer I was sent to Mountain Farm, I was in my late teens (19). A had for a couple of years already been soiling the sheets with my nightly juices almost every night and my attention to schoolwork and helping out at home had become more and more distracted by my growing and constan...
PROLOGUE Kelly couldn't have been more nervous as she stepped down from the MilkTitty Farm's shuttle bus and observed the beautiful and seemingly endless farm land all around her. The grass was lush and green, the barns beautifully maintained, and the main house sat high on a hill overlooking the rest of the property: a gorgeous and palatial mansion strait...