Stud Farm Stories

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Heidi's Stud Farm

by ainu on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

I read in the newspaper that Heidi Fleiss, the fairly notorious Hollywood Madam, is starting a legal brothel in Nevada for women. That is, supplying males to women who will pay for sex. The reverse of most whore houses. She says she'll name it Heidi's Stud Farm. Well, what the heck, I truly enjoy using female bodies and I have a noticeable lack of scruples....

Harvest's Over

by Talespin on Sep 19, 2017
Mature

I grew up in a very small farming community. It was understood that when kids were old enough to get jobs, we would go to work. At age 14, I started working summer vacations in a grain elevator, a warehouse where area farmers bring their harvested grain to be stored. The harvest lasted from late July until early September, and the daily temperatures were c...

Husband Arranges Another Threesome

by Darla on Sep 25, 2017
Loving Wives

The threesome my husband Jim had in mind was a couple strangers and myself. We were dining out a few months ago and he casually introduced me to the idea of wanting to watch me with two men. He told me about meeting a couple guys through business associates. He assured me that I would like the men and since he had shown them a photo of me, knew they were att...

A Wife Named Kate Ch. 01

by MikeHockisgon on Dec 24, 2019
Loving Wives

Kate Warren was an average young woman of 22 living in Eagle Creek, Oregon with her husband and high school sweetheart, Dusty. Dusty works at a small sheep farm owned by his dad. Kate works at home as an Implementation Consultant for a small tech company. The young couple has a healthy sexual desire for each other. Dusty never leaves her wanting more, and ha...

Life on the Farm Pt. 05

by izenrann on Oct 31, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Kyle stretched and yawned as he woke, the sunlight streaming in from his bedroom window. It was another sunny morning at Brighton Farms. Looking at the calendar at the walls, he realized that it had been almost a year since he had come here. A year of a new life, so far removed from his old one that it seemed like it was in another world...and in many ways i...

Life on the Farm - The Doctor Is In Ch. 02

by izenrann on Nov 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The day dawned on a new Clarisse Evans. Now that she had been milked, the world looked different. She guessed it was like losing her hucow virginity? It was sort of like that. The sun seemed brighter, the grass greener, the food tastier. She felt more...alive, for lack of a better word. Was this the effect of the great lay she had, or the serum, or both? It...

A God Among Ordinary Men Ch. 02

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Anal

This is the story of Rhea Antoine, an ordinary woman who encountered a gorgeous Trickster and was never the same afterwards. She's a factory worker in Oregon. A six-foot-tall, heavyset, large-breasted, wide-hipped and big-bottomed woman with dark brown skin and short black hair. She's been at the factory for ages. Life as a factory worker can be quite dreary...

Done by Choice

by AdobeFats on Dec 6, 2019
Fantasy

Would you believe it that what I am about to tell was done by choice. Really it was a queer find, me finding a coke bottle painted pink and having a cork plugged into the neck of it, when I removed the cork, low and behold there came a cute as sexy very feminine a Genie. Commonplace to what is thought of a Genie, she was elated to being set free from her bot...

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Why Men Are Better Than Women

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Hi, there. Man do I have a story to share with you. My name is Kasik Malob. I am a tall, good-looking, forty-something black man of the Kazonga Tribe. Living in rural South Africa. I run a rather large farm and the many women who work there. Man's word is law in my world. Life couldn't be better, simply put. I'm making a lot of money while keeping them bitch...

The Breeding Bench

by KissYourCervix on Oct 9, 2018
Fetish

Every girl knew when it was time for a breeding. The familiar buzz of the table would start, humming directly in contact with your clit and the warmth would spread like a wildfire until you were dripping onto the leather. The bench began to whir and instinctively you pressed yourself against the vibrations and start to grind your stiffening button across the...