It was a cool, grey Summer afternoon. Adeline had spent the day checking off items from the farm's 'To Do' list. In the stable, she spent her time scrubbing off dirt patches from Lark, one of the family mares. Adeline brushed one of the long, blond hairs that had strayed from her braid out of her eyes. Bailey was supposed to be back from his afternoon ride s...
She rode her paint mare down the worn trail through the dogwood trees that dotted the ranchland, usually in clusters but occasionally one would stand alone. Shrubs also populated the arid spread, which extended several thousand acres...its boundaries met only by the foothills in front of the mountains. Sierra looked around her, guarding her eyes from the ho...
The wind was chilly this morning, but the sky was clear and bright, a perfect day to go for a ride. Desmona Angelus did not hurry her steps. She seemed unaffected by the cold wind buffeting her, despite the fact that she wasn't very warmly dressed. Dark russet suede pants hugged her hips and fit her long shapely legs like a second skin, her sleeveless vest w...
Copyright © 2019 by Henry C. Roberts. All Rights Reserved. Disclaimer: This story is for Adults Only. If you are underage, exit now. Make sure to store this book where minors cannot access it. This book contains graphic language and scenes of sexual acts. All characters portrayed are over the age of 18 years old. All sexual acts are consenting. This stor...
All characters are over the age of 18 years old. ***** Hello. My name is Justine, and I'm a 25 year old single male whose fetish curiosity had finally gotten the best of me. My owner granted me permission to recount my story. I started collecting Playboy magazines at an early age. When I had my first computer at the age of 18, the world of porn opened...
The night was hot. Humid. The air heavy with moisture. Unable to sleep, she lay in bed listening to the whine of the overhead fan, watching the shadow of the whirling blades across her legs. “So hot!” she said out loud. Her short black lace night gown clung to her body, perspiration trickling down between her breasts. Sitting up in bed, she looked at the clo...
From the ranch house she had noticed him arrive back at the stables. She knew he would be hot and sweaty from mending fences the last few hours. She filled a pitcher with a cool drink and headed down to the stable to replenish his being. After standing at the stable door for a moment watching him take the saddle from his horse she gazed at the sight of his...
This story is like the rest of my stories in that I do not write them with much descriptive sex in them. I like to think that my style is more of describing the chase, than the actual catch. It is just a quirk I have. It's sort of like those old time radio shows where you have to use a lot of imagination, although this story should have enough facts for you...
Author's note: I knew nothing about ponygirls, but I decided to give it a shot and write this story. I tried to stay away from all other ponygirl stories because I wanted to develop my own concept of what it meant. I'm sure many pony fans will criticize me, and others will praise me, but I'm convinced it is one of a kind because I stayed true to myself as a...
"My servants, it has come to Your Lord's attention that some of you are displeased with there being a cat woman here with in Our Household. I have not hidden the fact that I have kidnapped with the aid of My men the slave of Lord Ulrich. Lord Ulrich has refused to pay the ransom for her which would have cleared His debt to Us. I will be keeping her. she will...