beastiality stories
LB-1267 Barbara’s Kennel Orgy by David Crane CHAPTER ONE Barbara Graves could hear the sounds of hammering and sawing from the back garden, and knew that the carpenter she had hired was busily at work constructing the dog kennels in which she intended to board dogs while their owners were on vacation. She had already […]
PB-296 Donkey Raped Daughter by David Crane CHAPTER ONE The dark-haired girl with the big tits was getting her ass fucked off by a donkey. It was happening in a barn and there was a circle of interested men standing around, observing the spectacle. Most of the men were small, dark types with big, wide-brimmed […]
This is my thirteenth story posted to this site about Belly Riding as a way of life. For context this is one of a compendium originating from a story called “The Belly Riders – by Jillian, and Pomponio Magnus.” that I did not write. I just fell in love with that story and felt like […]
(c) 1996 Sarah Fox Jahn It was a lovely day in the woods. Sun streamed down through the vibrant yellow leaves, making the forest floor into golden lace. Red turned her face up to look at a woodpecker hammering on an old dead tree. Almost autumn. In her basket, Red carried bread, cheese, grapes, and […]
(c) 1991 by unknown I had just finished sweeping off the deck and was preparing to take a dip in the pool to cool off. Tim was taking advantage of the seclusion my cottage afforded by working on his all-over tan. My 5’10”, blonde haired, blue eyed, muscular, 150 pound friend had just broken up […]
(c) 1994 by “The Animal Farm” Every woman has heard “hung like a horse”. Thats why she would never turn down the opportunity to see if a donkey really has a big cock. A couple went to Mexico. They had heard of The DONKEY SHOW and they wanted to see for themselves whether it was […]
(c) by Mike Khan (a/k/a Leatherman) A bright sun filled the deep, blue sky. Not a cloud could be seen as far as the horizon. A gentle breeze nestled the leaves of the tall trees. In a clearing a farmhouse stood with its wide, front porch. In the distance was an old barn and corral. […]
(c) by Shape Shifter Dahala’s armor felt warm on her shoulders as she saddled her war stallion. She hated horses and this spirited light war horse was no exception. They tended to be headstrong and they smelled bad, though, admittedly, their fur could be soft. The feel of the saddle reminded her of the smooth […]
(c) by Tina Maria Holmboe I was awoken early that morning, by a smiling stable-hand I only knew as Pete. He looked cheerful, but there was no need for much empathy to know that he didn’t feel that way. I smiled, and felt warm he was going to miss me ! ” Waky, waky little […]
(c) 1998 by Hot2Trot Filly After being married for several years, enough that the magic was gone, my husband took me to Mexico for a week. The shopping was great, but it was hot and sweaty. As a result, I bought several sundresses to wear and my husband talked me into going without panties. I […]
Germaine Devereaux was bored. She had no idea now why she’d agreed to accompany her husband to this wearisome party in Malmaison in the suburbs of Paris. It was true the chateau was pleasant to look at, but the gathering of stuffy men of affairs and their dull wives was too much to bear. These […]
(c) by Phil I arrived at my aunt and uncles farm on Friday. My cousin Cindy’s wedding is on Saturday and she seems deliriously happy. I’ve been there about two hours (chatting with uncle Carl and helping out with the preparations for the reception) when Cindy emerges from her room long enough to say hi […]
A fairy tale for Grown-Ups who never grew up. (c) 1992 by Peter Unicorn Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus! Valde antiquum hunc commercium inter creturas tam dissimiles. Valde mirablis heac locutio sine verbis, sermo sin linguis oratio anticedens omnem rationem. (Holy, Holy, Holy! Ancient indeed this communion between creatures so unlike. Wonderful indeed, this language without tongues, […]
