beastiality stories
(c) 2009 by Old Zoo As my car’s tires had squealed in protest negotiating the serpentine mountain road to the old resort, I was struck by how unchanged it all was from my childhood a half century before. Around every curve, frozen in time, were familiar old homes, even log cabins. Missing here were the […]
(c) 2008 by Hoofin Part 1 I was walking through the forest one day on a hike. I walked along for about a hour when a shift in wind brought a smell that scared me. It was the smell of smoke. I start to worry because I knew how fast a fire can travel in […]
(c) 2008 by everest I was board. It was a feeling that I experienced often as a teen growing up on a farm, but one that I never did get used to. In an earlier time I’d have been busy putting up hay or something, but these days Dad hired out work like that or […]
(c) 2010 by hardcorey It was a week after the worst storm the town had seen in a hundred years. The town had seen quite a few out-of-towners set up shop over the years…and none lasted more than a year. The oddity of setting up a new shop, an antique shop, while people were still […]
(c) 2007 by Antony Johnson Since my wife Caroline died in January of last year I felt besides of heartbroken also deeply unsatisfied about my sexual life. Not really what to do besides of masturbating I needed a fast release. That’s actually how my story starts. Now Caroline left my with a nice sum of […]
(c) 2012 by Esmelover Amy was only just nineteen. She pulled on her scarf over her long brown hair. It was cold outside but she still had to feed the horses she owned. Amy was small in height and was well proportioned, her 32D cup breasts hung tightly on her chest. Amy was a college […]
(c) by Whinny It was a warm summer morning, and some drops of dew still sparkled at the tipsof the grass and leaves on the big meadow and the surrounding forest. On this meadow, they were standing, the small herd of horses. They have been there as long as can be remembered, it has been […]
(c) 2005 by seattlebeastboy Beleive it or not, this is a true story. Okay, I imbelished just a tiny bit… I was raised in a very small rural area in Southern Idaho. The landscape of Fruitland Idaho is dotted with many small farms and ranches. The population, at the time, was about 2,200. My family […]
(c) 2004 by dave_1 Paul had decided to see what his sister was doing. He didn’t often visit her while she went for a ride on her horse, but today was a bit dull at home so off he went. The stables where Tammi had her horse were about a mile from home. It was […]
Go to first part (c) 2005 by dave_1 That’s how it was for many weeks. Paul would come to the stables with Tammi and clean out Dancer’s stable and yard while she went for her ride. After the ride Paul and Tammi would brush Dancer down and wash her, finishing with them finger fucking the […]
(c) 2007 by Hairbear58 As best I can remember I was in my later teens(18-19), and spent all my free time by myself due to being ostracized and outcast by other kids my own age, you know the kid everyone ignored or picked on so I had no friends to hang around with, but that […]
(c) 2007 by hozzman This is basicaly a true story about how I got into nag shagging. I spent many years in the Washington DC metropolatin area where I went to school and worked, I was attending Warrington County State Collage at the time. Warrington is kinda a suburb of Washington DC and is pretty […]
(c) 2007 by HairBear58 This story takes place during my late 30s early 40s I didn’t keep a calendar so the exact date or year and my age escapes me, but I’d known this friend for a few years and I spent a fair amount of time at their place, a small ranch were there […]