Beastiality

Fucked Up Faerie Tales - Little Red Riding Hood

Once upon a time, in a small town probably not too far from where you live, there was a girl named Rachel. All her friends called her Red, because of her long red hair, which hung straight down her back. Bright green eyes blazed from a slender and adorible face. Legs stretched long, waist was thin and breasts were big. All in all, Red was one of the most attractive young ladies in her town; young being 16. And as with most 16 year olds, Red smoked pot with her friends. To be able to smoke pot, of course, someone would have to venture through the town, to the other side, and visit Gramma’s house. It was on one of these treks, made by Red and Red alone, that she discovered animal sex.

It was a bright sunny afternoon when Red left her home to venture forth in search of bud. Summertime was upon them, so she was clad in merely a bikini top and short skirt, thin thong beneath. Sandals with laces reaching sexily up her legs was the footwear of choice, and long red hair was pulled into a tight pony tail. Red looked hot, and she knew it. A long walk was ahead of Red, nearly 45 minutes one way, and she sighed. Two hours gone, just like that, for the sake of pot. She shook her head and began to jog slowly, sandals making it hard to move faster than very slow. About half way through her walk, she noticed a wooded trail that she speculated to lead to the street before her destination. A short cut! Smile shone brightly on her face as she began to walk more slowly down the new trail. Read the rest of this entry »

This story is purely fictional and the story I’m about to tell you isn’t for
the faint of heart…so,if you’re NOT 18 and reading this,get out of here!
If you are 18,enjoy the story! Email comments at a_tibbetts@hotmail.com
This is a strange continuation to “Equine Pleasure” so just read and you’ll
discover what happens.

“Serving the Cows-Part 1″

For weeks,I had planned this.

Finally,the day had arrived!

“Son,we’re leaving the farm to you this weekend. Watch over the place and
make
sure the cows are all right,okay?”My dad said.

“Sure thing Dad!”I said with a smile.

“Oh and honey…no parties while we’re away.”Mom said with a stern look on
her face.

“Really,mom…”I began to say.

“Don’t start with me, mister, JUST promise me we’ll come back with at least
the house still intact!”Mom said.

“Don’t worry…I’ll keep myself busy.”I said to Mom and Dad.

Within minutes,my parents got in their cars and I waved goodbye as they went
down the dirt road towards their destination…Bahama!

After making sure no one was watching me,I went to the enclosure where we
keep
the bull and cows we raise for milk and such.

Today,it wasn’t me they would be serving.

I quickly undressed,folded my clothes,and left them in the barn.

The leader of the cows, our big black bull, was watching me. For some
reason, he seemed to know what I was here for. I was extremely cautious as
I neared him and when I right in length with his horns I sat down on the
ground…letting him make the next move.

He sniffed me with his snot covered nose,getting me all tense and exciting
inside as he sniffed all over me, covering me with some of his snot. Then
he suddenly let out his great big rough tongue and licked my face. It felt
a little rough,but it felt good and warm. With a gentle headbutt,he knocked
me to the ground with his head and walked forward with his huge penis
erect…  I wasn’t expecting this so fast! I quickly obeyed my new master
and guided his penis into my mouth. He then took over as he humped in and
out of my throat getting in as much as he could. I could do nothing but lay
there and enjoy it. He then made a grunting sound and another cow black and
white came over and sniffed at my penis under the bull and started sucking
it in her mouth. Oh,did that feel good! As the bovine was enjoying my
cock,I was serving my master as he humped in and out of my mouth…and then
he started pissing into my mouth. I tried taking the penis out of mouth but
I had no choice…I had to swallow it all! The rough tasting urine went
down my throat like a waterfall choking me but I had to comply…this bull
was my master and so were the other cows…I must do what they say. Read the rest of this entry »

It seems so long ago to be honest, and it has been ten whole years to the day almost. It was just before Christmas 1987 when I was 20 and dating David, but he went by Dave. He was nice enough and all, the family liked him. I was in love with him for sure. Our relationship was going well I thought but not everything was perfect. He would get into moods from time to time that made me question his commitment to me. As Christmas neared that year I was wondering why, during the month of December, he just didn’t seem to call very often.I got a call from Dave on the 23rd that year. Just two days before Christmas. He was wondering if I could meet him downtown. Sure I said where and when, no problem. We met at the appointed spot and time and went to dinner. It was a nice place, but that is all I recall now, as very shortly afterward the meal arrived at the table, Dave dropped the bombshell. He really didn’t have feelings for me as I did for him, and he made that very clear. I cried, he got a bit weepy but was not all choked up. The final blow was about to be thrown up, that he was seeing someone else. I was mortified.

I do not recall much of the trip home on the bus. Stepping off the bus was tough as I was in deep thought about what had happened and was trying to figure out how and or what and when to say something to the family, as they liked him. Does my face show too much, Later that evening I was in the kitchen and mom came in for some reason and she would be the one to notice the face I was wearing “Something wrong dear? Yeah Dave and I are no more long, a couple. He broke it off with me, and I feel terrible Mom. “Oh well dear it happens, You will get over it.”

I forgot to mention that one family member who I did not pay much attention to was interested in how I felt though. His name was Luther, yes “Luther,” he was the family dog and he seemed to know the moment I came home that day, there was something up, he wagged his tail at me when I arrived home but I was not paying attention. It was only later that I put the sequence of events with Luther together so that they could be recounted to you.

My relationship with Luther, who was three at the time, was not good. He seemed to ignore me and I him.

The week between Christmas and New years was tough on me as people were in and out of the house, family and friends and business associated of my parents and a few neighbours and some complete strangers. It seemed like an endless parade of the two-legged type. Since I was not interested in retelling the story, the kitchen and gatherings of girls I avoided like the Titanic. Read the rest of this entry »

When I graduated high school I told my parents I was going to major in
Animal Husbandry in College.  At first they just laughed.  Dad told me I
should study something that I could make a living working at when I
graduated and started my new life.  It took a while but they final believed
I was serious.  I told them how and when I’d first learned what Animal
Husbandry was in science class in Jr. High. I knew it was the career I
wanted.  Then I pointed out that I’d always had dogs and hamsters and even
a pet rat as I was growing up.  I loved animals of all kinds with a
passion.  I’d always tried to learn everything I could about my pet animals
and eventually I started studying about all animals.  When I found out
about a special branch of agriculture that was mainly concerned about the
care and breeding of domestic animals I knew I’d found my vocation.  That
was when I decided what my major would be.  All through College we studied
the habits and biology of animals.  We even had a barn on campus stocked
with horses, pigs and cows we cared for.

From my first week of school I knew I’d made the right choice. This was
going to be the career of my dreams. Now, four years later I was graduating
at the top of my class.  The only thing left for me to do was find a place
that needed me.  I’d started thinking about finding a job early in my last
year of school.  I began placing advertisements in the Farm Gazette and
some of the other farm journals.  I was gratified when the letters began to
come in.  Most all of the responses to my advertisement were from companies
that practiced agriculture farming.  I could do it but it just wasn’t my
speed, I didn’t want to be some guy in a white coat engineering their crop
rotations.  Even worse was just to keep up with the breeding count of a lot
of pigs and hogs on some computer spread sheet in an air- conditioned
office in some city.  I’d taken up Animal Husbandry because I loved being
close to the animals, of knowing how they reacted and how they felt.  That
meant being on a farm because I wanted to be around them, to touch them and
take care of them.

Professor Davis, the Prof. in charge of the barn management classes and I
had struck it off right away.  That first day I’d stayed after class in the
barn just to be around the animals.  He was standing close to me as I was
petting and fondling this one old cow.  He began asking me how I happened
to come to want to major in Animal Husbandry.  As we talked he kept moving
closer to me.  His crotch kept touching my hand and the second time he
rubbed against me I began blushing like crazy and my hormones began to
respond to him.  The Prof. seemed to know I wanted him and as his hand
passed in front of me he groped my hard-on.  Leaving me he slipped into one
of the stalls.  I could see through the boards as he removed his shirt and
dropped his jeans.  Then he began stroking his cock and calling to me to
come to him he had something for me.

I knew what he was going to offer me.  As soon as I saw him leaning their
spread eagle against the stall with that piece enormous piece of meat I was
on my knees sucking his cock down my throat.  Chuckling he said he never
made a mistake, he could spot a hot bitch a mile away.  He was a damn
looking hot stud and hung like a bull.  I was ready to go down on him
anywhere anytime and he damn well knew it.  After spending that first
weekend with him at his place I moved in to live with him.  To make things
seem proper to the school faculty he began paying me a small salary calling
me his executive assistant.  In truth I was his whore.  Mainly what I
assisted him in was letting him fuck my ass off every night.  I was going
to be sorry to leave my Professor and his friends.  He was the one man that
really turned me on as much as animals did.  He always kidded me saying I
had the mind and soul of an animal the way I loved getting fucked and
sucking big cocks. By my senior year he had me servicing all of his buddies
and some of their friends and I loved it. Read the rest of this entry »

John, my husband, said, “If the drought lasts much longer we won’t get much for the corn crop.”

“Honey,” I replied, “it will rain soon, I’m sure it will — it always does.”

“Yeah,” John replied, “but it may be too little, to late for us, we will be lucky if we get 15 cents a bushel this season. How come you were so late getting back form town today anyway?”

“Well honey, I was shopping and I ran into Mary and we talked — I did go buy tapes etc. to get the videos you wanted though.”

“Oh, well thanks,” he said, “which two did you get?”

“Well, the Beach Babes one was rented out so I got California Girls instead — it sounded good.”

BODY:

“Yeah, I guess they are all about the same stuff anyway,” said John with a sigh. Married four years, we have had our ups and downs, and things do get tough when the weather is bad and things are not going well on the farm. I switched on the TV but nothing was on so I put a tape in the VCR while John finished writing out the bills. I thought how wonderful things were when we had first met and how really nice our relationship had been, and I really did long for the hot passion of John’s early lovemaking — but I guess all good things must come to an end after a time. For early fall it was a very cold evening, so I put a couple more mesquite logs on the fireplace — they crackled and hissed, sending up thin sweet curls of smoke. Jake, one of our two full grown German Shepherds, got up and slowly began to lank away from the fireplace. Max had already eaten his dinner and was in the kitchen, fast asleep.

“Honey, are you done?” I called, “You are going to miss the start of it.”

“Just a sec,” he said, “I can hear the sound from here.”

“But you won’t, you can’t see the film,” I replied.

“OK” said John, “bring me a bowl of the popcorn you just made hon…”

“Just like a man,” I thought, “they only think of themselves!” We sat down. Two gals, not really great looking, I might add, came out of a beach house and they immediately started coming on to this handsome hunk of a guy — then they all got down to skinny dipping in the surf.

One of the gals produced a huge dildo which they then started teasing each other with — the hunk later started on one of the gals while she was on all fours with her bosom resting on a sand castle, the other gal looked on and cooed, then teased them. It was really kind of corny, and maybe even funny at times. John remarked — “this sucks!”

I passed him the rest of my popcorn and he replied “No thanks hon, I’m full — maybe we should just turn in?”

“Wait awhile, John,” I said, “I want to watch the news at eleven, they have a story on the new high school, Baron High.

“OK well I think, I’ll just snooze for a bit and you can do what you want.”

I settled back on the sofa and thought about my childhood, the old school pals I had and how everything had led up to where I was now — at this minute. I was really very tired and the sound of the TV seemed far away….

Woof! Gurrrrrrrr! Woof!

I awoke with a start — Jake was on my lap and growling — something was wrong! Bleary eyed, I realized I must have dozed off and left the video running till the end — barely in focus I looked through fuzzy eyes at the TV screen …. am I dreaming?

Hahh … hah … haah ….hahhhhh … huuh … hah … I heard the sound of a dog panting wildly, and there was this girl on the screen, clad only in black stockings and kinky black high heals with this HUGE dog, he looked like a Great Dane, porking her from behind in a wild frenzy. I mean his tail was thrashing, and he was grunting in pure animal lust, as this girl screamed in delight (she didn’t sound like she was faking to me), all the muscles in his huge back legs were spasming and twitching as he thrust, I suppose, his cock into her — again and again. The volume was up and I could hear the slop…slap… slap…slap…slop… sounds as he thrust into her, the Dane’s huge back paws were hopping off the carpet as he stabbed into her relentlessly, I sensed her pain as his rump flattened and he leaped onto her once really hard, and she tried to scoot forward to escape him. Read the rest of this entry »