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I'm A Gloryhole Girl!, Chapter 2

Kim's first night at the gloryhole was everything she'd been told - and more!

Later that night about 7:30, I found myself parked at the back of the red barn. I had dressed as inconspicuously as I could, hoping to not be noticed going into the place. I didn't know what I should bring, but I figured I would find out for the next time...

I'm A Gloryhole Girl!, Chapter 1

Waitressing was slow and Kim had bills to pay. But Amy knew how to make some fast cash!

"Dammit, I hate fucking waiting tables!" I said as I plopped down on a chair for an all too brief break during my shift at the diner. We weren't especially busy and that was the rub – whether we had one customer or one hundred, my boss and the owner of th...

Elaine is standing in the wide open door of the barn looking across the empty space at a spot a few feet away from Turner. She’s backlit, wearing a summer dress with her face half in shade since the lamp on the floor next to Turner’s cot isn’t bright enou...

  It was a warm summer morning when I went down to the barn and found my graceful pony waiting anxiously in her stall on all fours.The micro bikini she had on was my preferred color, nude. It stood out against her tanned, toned skin. She was already veile...

Her First Time

He took her virginity in an old barn on a hot summer night

She was trembling in his arms. He embraced her, holding her innocent face tightly against his chest. As they laid on the old wood floor, the full moon shined through the window of the old barn behind his house out in the country. He could feel her heart p...

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A Roll In The Hay

When a traveller turns up, throwing your world upside down, fun ensues among the hay bales

Your heart raced wildly as you rode your impressive steed for all he was worth. Cantering up and down, you urged him on between ragged, gasping breaths. Faster. Harder. Your thighs tensed with every rise and fall of your body as the wind billowed through...

Hung from the Barn's Rafters

And the thin braided twine I was going to use to tie his balls tightly. . .

He was my newest consenting slave. I found him yesterday at work and invited him into my lair for some heavy bondage. After he followed me home, he agreed to let me tie him upon the workbench where he could stew all night in the dark. Now, this new mornin...