beastiality stories
© 1990 by Anonymous, found in an old alt.sex.bestiality usenet archive I rise everyday at the crack of dawn to visit Jennifer before work. She is a beautiful bay morgan, standing all of 14.5 hands, I purchased four years ago as a yearling. I shiver in the cool morning breeze as I cross the field toward her weather […]
© by unknown This story is all about me getting invited to spend a weekend at my boss’s ranch. I have always had a special love for farm animals. I just love the whole idea of waking up in the mornings and heading out to do the daily task of feeding and making sure all […]
© by uncut9 I grew up just outside of a very small community in rural Texas; the population was around 200 people. As you can imagine this left very little option for recreation. I was way ahead of most people my age on the bored-off-my-ass scale. I had hit puberty ahead of my classmates and […]
© 2012 by Vetwriter I arrive a quarter mile away from the property and turn of the engine and darken the cab lights; if there is anyone on the road, I do not want them to be able to get a good look at me. I know this road well, there are many small hobby […]
© by unknown In my teen years, my family owned three horses, a mare and two geldings. We boarded them at a large farm just down the road, and I helped take care of them. My responsibilities included brushing them, cleaning out the stalls, watering them, etc. It was a lot of work, but I […]
© by mareman59 When I lived in a Southern state some years back, I discovered a horse breeding farm with approximately forty mares bred there that was remote and without anybody living on the property. It was like a dream come true as I had an insatiable desire to mate mares. The farm property had […]
(c) 2016 by fadetogray I was preparing a visit to my friend’s ranch, a large piece of land that stretched about ten acres, and, as far as I’d known, was located at the intersection of a small town and the middle of nowhere. When I’d lost my job a few months earlier, he would always […]
(c) by unknown, refound 2004 by Legion “The stallion is in here.” the man directed me. The man was the owner of this farm that I was invited to. I am an experienced cameraman currently unemployed who posted a message on an Internet forum asking for anyone who owns a farm willing to allow the […]
(c) 2017 by chironathome By border bar standards this place is a little cleaner than most, but the smell of alcohol, sweat and stimstix that hang in the air betray any pretence that the club is any less seedy than the lurid signs outside indicate. The promised “Best Sex Shows” in Kogalym did not come cheap, […]
(c) 2001 by Jasper Goat A month or two had passed since my chance encounter with Dad at the motel. He never mentioned the episode again and shied away from every attempt of mine to broach the subject. It had created a tension between us which badly needed breaking for both of our sakes -after […]
(c) by PonyUser 7980 I woke in the middle of the night to a silent alarm going off. Someone was in the barn. I did not turn on the lights but went to my office and turned on the camera monitors. I was shocked at what I saw. There, on the monitor, was a boy […]
(c) 1995 – 2015 by R. Keith Peck The stable reeks of hay, old leather, and piss. Rusty scythes and harnesses hang from pegs on the walls. Hot sunlight slants through gaps in the timbers. The air is like steam. Stallions mill around me. Big beasts, all of different colors: black, white, bay, pied. They […]
(c) 2003 by Jasper Goat Mark learns more about the action taking place on his uncle’s ranch and becomes a willing pupil in a totally new experience. The clink of glass against glass woke me from my reverie and I sat up, my head still muzzy from the heady mix of liquor, poppers and sex. […]