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First Mare

My First Mare ------------- It was my first trip to the ranch, and the first time I'd met a fellow zoophile face-to-face; that is, the first time I'd met someone else whom I knew had a sexual interest in non-humans. I felt a bit awkward at first discussing so casually the matter of having sex with his animals as if we were talking about no more than saddling them up for riding. I guess it was partly because the forbidden nature of bestiality, but it felt almost as odd as if I were chatting politics with someone while screwing his wife. But I digress. Horses have been my prime interest insofar as bestiality is concerned. Prior to this visit, as those of you who have read my notes up until now are aware, my sexual experiences with animals have been minimal, bordering on nil, and entirely covert. I got to know the individual horses over the period of a day before jumping into anything; there were several on...
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Revenge

This happened when I was still in school. It was the time between my pre-boards and the big exam. I had lots of time on our hands, and I wasn't really into that much studying. For about a month at that time I had been after this great babe, a shy girl with a body to kill for. Nice boobs, round and big and hard barely held down by her tight uniform shirt, tapering down gently to the waist, with a really hot round ass. I jerked off every night thinking about pressing those soft boobs, sucking the nipples, while pressing her ass cheeks. Every time I saw her I got a hard-on just thinking about what lay beneath the white shirt. Sometimes if a sudden cold draft came in her nipples would perk up and poke through the bra like pins jutting out. That would almost make me come, thinking how it would feel to bite down on those nipples, nibbling on the soft flesh of those tits, how she would taste if I just ran my tongue over her ...
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Lezzie Affairs

It started when I was in junior high school. One day, as I was sitting in the back of the classroom during study hall, I began to daydream about one of the older boys in the school. Unconsciously, my hand drifted under my skirt, and my fingers were lightly rubbing the edge of the elastic of my panties. Vickie's voice, from the seat behind me, was startling when she whispered, "Oh, Barb, isn't that lovely." "Shut up! Someone might hear you!" "Don't worry, No one is paying any attention." Then Vickie's hand was suddenly under my skirt, feeling the location of my fingers. She squeezed my hand, and her hand drifted slowly, gently upward. "Where is it?" Her fingers generated marvelous feelings as they caressed my pubic mound. But, all too soon, the bell rang and it was time to leave. Confused, I tried to avoid her as we left school, but she caught up to me and walked beside me. "I can make it feel really good," she ...
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