Beastiality


Tails of Horror Return Of The Dark Kingdom

The dark witch and The Huntsmen. An old witch was waking up and slow made her way down to see the sun set when she sat on her front porch. She saw a vile full of a green liquid  and a note on a red piece of paper. She smiled and drank a third of the vile she look at her old self in the mirror and watch her self turn back into a 38 year old women. Caster her daughter spoke. Caster: wow this stuff is amazing. She said after taking the rest of the bottle turn back into a 19 year old girl. Her mother look at her with shock then she read the note. Miss Everdeen: we have work to do. Across the ocean in the us was a run down witch and sorcery academy. The old head master Mr.

My Dog Buster

Well for starters I'm an 18 year old bisexual female. I like sex allot and am into masturbation, pee play ( no scat), incest and sex with my dog. I live with my Dad who is my lover. Let me also explain that Incest was something I chose and was not forced into. I am also on the pill and my Dad had a vasectomy to no children will be born from our relationship. We live out in the country and have lots of privacy to be nude and play our sex games. This is my first experience at sharing my sexual adventures. Everything is true except the names and all participates are of legal adult age. My sexual adventure will begin with the most recent experience and I must warn you I am a nasty slut and I use...

Tales From Alyrrawood - Ch. 3

Well in part 1 John and my wife were teasing me that I may be Bi as I liked MFM sex a lot. I just liked to make sure my partner was satisfied. Since I wasn't that well-endowed I would add a little extra to our love making. Yet here they were teasing me to suck John's cock. Well that evening ended and my wife and I talked. She told me it was turning her on and keeping her wet thinking of me with a dick in my mouth making it hard for her pussy.She understood that at the present time John was out of the picture. But she asked me to think about it. I told her I would. Well we had increased our toy collection since but hadn't had another human in bed with us again. John and I were still friends.

How to Fuck Your Dragon

Most people think that dragons are cold-blooded, analytical creatures with no imagination, no passion, but I know one man who would disagree with that. I met him on a long, lonely train ride, and over a few glasses of mulled wine, he told me his tale. Is it true? I'll let you decide. For the sake of protecting his identity, I'll call this man John. John was a professor of dragonology at a university, but had taken a semester off to study serpentine dragons in their natural habitat. Long and snake-like with short, stocky legs, serpentine dragons live in dry, arid places within flying distance of a lake, river, or ocean, since their primary prey is fish.

A Doggie Licking 3Sum

I remember this day like it just happened, the heat between my thighs was beginning to take over my day. School had just let out, and I in my teens needed an orgasm. My clit was swollen from the wanted release. As I made it home, I was alone; my mom was at work and my brother football practice! Automatically removing my pants, while rubbing my pussy, no longer able to resist. I made it to my bedroom, dripping wet, as I spread my legs and rubbed my sweet cunt until the first orgasm came. I grabbed my brush, it had a handle on it like no other, and in fact that's why I bought it in the first place. I rode my brush letting my juices cover it, while I moaned and pretended to be fucked.

The Girls with the Paw Tattoo

Susan and me are working at our presentation at the upcoming London Erotica Show, so while meeting some of the contractors we hired to set up our booth, I saw a girl on stage which caught my attention in several ways. First, it was her beauty, nice long legs, big tits, the face of an angel and very long platinum blonde hair. Second, the dress (if you can call it a dress...) she was showing off. High Heels, big metal nipple shields, connected with a heavy chain plus a chain running down to her vagina piercing. Her face was painted like a bird and as she turned around I could see the feathers sticking in her butt. Third, the paws she has tattooed to her hips.

Jane's Safari Chapter two

Told you this was fantasy, didn't I? After the loss of her job and her buying a Trailblazer ticket, Jane found herself in Rwanda with a company of scientists, studying forest gorillas. On her first day there, she had been very badly bitten by Soldier Ants. A guide called Abou had taken her back to the base camp, but she couldn't complete the journey and he had decided to leave her while he went for help. While he was away, a huge, silver backed male gorilla had taken advantage of her weakness and used her for his own pleasure. Jane had been scared stiff at first, but soon found that she liked the gorilla's massive cock inside her and decided that she wanted more.

Alanna's story

Crossing a cattle grid, Alanna enters into rural England and a sexual experience she could never be prepared for. Realisation hit her like a well-aimed sledgehammer. She had been fucked by this horse, which even now was still calming down after losing what seemed like a gallon of horse cum into her stretched cunt. Alanna felt her inner walls start to contract and adopt the usual shape of her uterus, instead of the expanded accommodating tunnel that had so recently been violated by the animal.

A dogs perspective

Bruce heard the jingle of his lead. He cocked an ear to see if it had been an accidental brush by one of the people causing it to jiggle or if it was the promise of a walk. Nobody came through the door to the living room and he didn't hear the lead again. Assuming it had been an accident; Bruce laid his head back down on his paws and resumed watching the baby crawling around the carpeted floor. He was bored. The black box in the corner with a silvery screen that showed sometimes, other animals, sometimes other dogs, but never with any smell other than of heated electrical wires, was flickering to its self with the volume turned down. Bruce kept an eye on the child.

A meeting of minds

A meeting of minds He padded into the room, paused and glanced at the people that stared back at him with baleful looks. Three strangers, his mistress and a shadowy figure in an alcove who he couldn't quite make out. His olfactory senses informed him of the charged atmosphere. Mingled with the familiar aroma of sex and pheromones were undertones of apprehension, even a little fear. The perfumes worn by them did little to hide the musk of sweat and aroused glandular activity. His nose told him of these things and it never lied.