Rebecca was bored. It was a rainy Saturday afternoon and there was nothing to do. Her parents had gone out of town for the day. They were visiting her aunt upstate. After a half an hour of channel surfing Rebecca decided to go ask her brother, Matthew, if he wanted to play some cards of a board game or something.
Rebecca walked up the stairs and approached her brother’s room at the end of the hallway. She raised her hand to knock on the door and heard a soft moan on the other side. Rebecca froze and listened intently. She could hear her bother moaning softly, his breath quickening. The door was shut tightly and as Rebecca tested the doorknob she realized it was indeed locked. Erotic thoughts filled her mind as she though of all the secret things her brother could be doing behind the locked door.
Rebecca quietly went back down the hall and into her bedroom, which was attached to her brother’s room by the bathroom that they share. Rebecca opened the door in her room that lead to the bathroom and was very pleased to see that their father had not yet fixed Matthew’s door. Read more
The first time I ever visited a zoo was with my parents; I must have been about 4 years old. I remember seeing the pink flamingos and the scary snakes and all the other animals that I had only heard about in bedtime stories and seen on TV. I was in awe. Since that very first day, I?ve wanted nothing more than to work with animals, to help them and to help people understand them. As I got older, I can?t even count the number of friends I annoyed by wanting to spend my time at the zoo instead of the beach or playing sports. Finally, when I turned 18, I was old enough to get a job at the zoo.
I could only work a few hours a day, after school. I was in the 12th grade and school had become quite boring for me. The classes were dull and the boys there were all so stupid. I developed quite early and, because of my thin body and my larger than average breasts, along with a pretty face, I found myself always being teased by the boys. More often than not they would first ask me out, to which I would obviously decline, then they would pick on me for the rest of my life, calling me “jugs” and “Dolly Parton” and all kinds of other juvenile things to hurt my feelings. The more that the stupid people at school made me feel bad, the more I wished I could be older, graduate, get my college degree and move away. Read more
It was a hot, summer day when the farmer and his daughter, Daisy Mai, were working on their farm. Farmer John was riding on the tractor plowing the crops and Daisy Mai was milking the cows. Daisy Mai was beautiful. Every guy wanted her. She was 5′2, brown straight hair, brown eyes, brown freckles on her nose and cheekbones, and a cup A. She was pretty small for 18 but everyone fell for her. Daisy Mai’s mother had died when she was 4 working on the farm so Daisy Mai owns her mother’s horse that was named Galloper because he galloped a lot.
Daisy Mai and Galloper were very close since Daisy Mai and her mother had Galloper since he was a pony. Galloper was a black horse and his mane was black and his tail was black and he had black hoofs.
One night, Daisy Mai and her friends were going to a party. Daisy Mai was surrounded by a lot of city boy punks and Farmer John didn’t trust them with his daughter but he let Daisy Mai go to the party anyway. Daisy Mai got to the party and was offered a beer and she said yes so she drank about 4 beers that whole night. She was really horny when she was intoxicated. Daisy Mai started to call herself Scarlet Fever because she wanted to go pick up some guys. The guys that went with her to the party were in bedrooms having sex or smoking weed so Daisy Mai sat downstairs with nothing but her red silk bra and red thong on. Everyone didn’t seem to notice Daisy Mai so she just got up and left in her bra and thong. Read more
Susan was a woman like any other, her life was full of friends, work, she had pets and a home. She was the owner of the local health food restaurant; she was doing quite well for herself. She had just turned 32 and her birthday had been pleasant with a quiet party that broke up late. She didn’t have a boy friend though; she found dates awkward and usually unhappy experiences. She was pretty with short black hair and a petite figure her pert breasts made a shallow but ppealing cleavage in her power suites. She just had a hard time communicating with the men she met; she had so many desires and dreams that she feared that she might be rejected or seem to unusual. Susan contemplate this while she sunned in her back yard next to the pool. Susan was wearing a small string bikini; it was yellow and rode high up on her slender hips. The material clung to her skin molding to her with the moisture of the suntan lotion which was liberally applied, she loved to tan it made her feel happy inside. Read more
My name is Amy and I am 18 years old, earlier this year a horrible thing happened to me that changed my life forever. Up until this time I had never even kissed a boy, much less gone any further. I was innocent and my body was sweet, pretty, and untouched, at least until that day. It was a warm summer day and I decided to go for a walk and enjoy the beautiful weather. So I put on my pretty new red hat and my matching spring dress. I told my mother where I was going, just like a good girl should. To my surprise she told me to stay away from the woods near my house. When I asked why, she told me that there was a dog pack that was eating the neighborhood cats and scaring children. I assured her that I would keep far away from the woods, but was very disappointed because this was exactly where I wanted to go. However, being a good girl I listened to my mother and went to walk in the other woods on the other side of town. It was a long walk and far away from any houses, but I didn’t mind since it was a nice day and as I walked a let the sun shine on my face and warm me. By the time I got to the woods it was the middle of the afternoon and I was very tired. I followed one of the trails far down into the woods, until I came across a small meadow. “What a wonderful place to lay in the sun and take a nap,” Read more
Hi everybody! Thank you for reading my story and spend their time. Immediately say, that I do not write stories, but only describe what happened to me in real life because of this don’t talk with friends – corny, does not understand (those who are in the theme zoo understand what I mean). This is my second story of the life that I decided to publish. For those who have not read my first story (about me and my girlfriend of Lisa), recalled: My name is Sophia, I’m 24 years old, a student of veterinary faculty, live in Germany, in animal pornography is already 4 years (have experience with several species), I have brindle boxer. Thus, the shining moment of my summer vacation. To begin with, that my joy that I finally found a girlfriend on the topic, ended quickly. After the first joint rest with Lisa and my dog, communication was to fade away and then generally interrupted for six months and we do not communicate (so I’m back to its own devices and his own thoughts, boring). Again began boring evenings periodically brightens intimate moments with my favorite, and the night on the Internet in search of like-minded people, but they are useless. Read more
Diane and Amy were lovers. They had been living together for 4 years and were very happy, but as will happen in most relationships, with time, their sex life grew a little stagnant. Amy could still bring Diane to orgasm and vice-versa, but that “spark” was starting to fade. They tried a few things… sex toys, strap-on-dildos, pornography, role playing, and more. Each thing was exciting for a few weeks, but always wore off, and it wasn’t long before they ran out of ideas. But, then one day Amy came home from work with a surprise for Diane. She came home with a medium sized, black dog she had picked up at the pound. Read more