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Explicit short stories of intimacy and passion.2003-2022 Biographies & Memoirs Hygiene & Healthy Living Social Sciences
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  • Female Husbandry

    Female Husbandry
    Jan 4 2026
    Female Husbandry Sometimes exciting things happen at work, even farm work. Based on a post by Farmerjill. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. You think Farming is Boring? Maybe Not! My name is Connor Dixon and I am a beef farmer. I don't think farming is boring, I really like it but I know most people do. When I go to a function from my wife's work it is always the same. "What do you do?" They ask me. "I am a farmer." I tell them. Then it goes one of three ways, there is the joke route which usually ends in something like "where's the beef?" kind of thing. Then there is the inane question route, "do brown cows make brown milk?" Finally there is the change the topic, hope this guy goes away route. Yes, some people are really interested or are related to a farmer but that happens less and less as fewer and fewer people are farmers. I don't understand what is so exciting about sitting in a cubicle everyday and staring at a computer screen. Most people have boring jobs, even firemen spend most of the time doing boring things. Thank God that they aren't having to save people and fight fires every minute like on tv, but come on, hanging around a firehall for 24 hrs is boring day in day out. Now having said that, I will admit that farming does have some boring moments. The summer is busy but it is pretty unexciting. I grow beef so that means, cut hay, rake hay, bale hay and put hay away-then repeat. Driving around those same fields can get a little monotonous. Yes, you have to pay attention to what is going on because things can go wrong in an instant but usually it is pretty dull. That is why you have to enjoy the little things that happen during the day that spice things up. Sometimes you get to see a fawn and it's mother come out into the field. Other times you are up early and the sun rise is just extra special. Pulling a calf out of a cow in distress is always exciting, and usually really messy. Of course there are the times when you meet up with a fellow farmer and you stop your tractor next to his and share important information. This can be very exciting depending on who did what to whom and when and where. Of course we talk farm stuff too but most people tell me long term weather forecasts and crop futures are boring. Last of all are the moments we farmers cherish, the moments that really put a spring in our step and a smile on our faces. I will give you an example. I rent or own 11 pieces of land and they are not continuous so I have to drive between them. One of the pieces I rent is owned by a nice widow who lives at the corner of 2 gravel roads. She has a house on the north side and she quite often is not home visiting her kids and grand kids in town. On the east gravel road a family of 4 lives. Mom and dad are in their late 20s or early 30s and their children are about 5 and 6. I say hi to them when I see them and if I do see them, I usually tell them what I'm up to and when. You don't want to be cutting hay during a birthday party or something like that. The guy told me his name once but I'll admit I don't remember it. The woman who has never told me her name is what makes my days sometimes very exciting. You see she likes to wear tight short. It seems to me after 5 years of driving around her house working on hay that she is still wearing the shorts she had before she had kids. She has kept a few baby pounds on her and that makes her shorts tight, too small, and very exciting. From the rear you can see just a little bit of her bum coming out of her shorts. That really turns me on. The shorts are also always so tight that you can't see any panty lines. She unfortunately doesn't own any "daisy dukes' but the ones she does own are different colors but all of them are of a material that makes them like a second skin. Now when you see her from the front it gets even better. I love camel toes. Sometimes my wife wears something that gives her a camel toe and it always gets a rise out of me. The problem is my wife always wears panties and she always "fixes it" when she sees me drooling. It was not always like this however when we were young, she would wear tight shorts and it lead to great sex. So now I have to watch her at the right moment and there will a little bit of a camel toe but nothing like what this woman from the east gravel road house has! Her shorts ride right up her slit and her lips are so plump! It is the most enticing camel toe I have ever scene. Every time I see it my cock starts to get hard and I just want to stop the tractor and bury my face in it. Then if there is still time, I look at her top. Her t-shirts are also very tight and she doesn't seem to ever wear bras. She has these baseball size tits that are still quite firm after the kids. When she walks, they don't bounce as much a jiggle. It is a sight to behold. Her t-shirts also tend to be in light colors so when the sun hits them right or water gets on them, they are see through. She has nice little button nipples and ...
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  • Amazon ‘Fiction’: Part 3

    Amazon ‘Fiction’: Part 3
    Jan 3 2026
    Amazon ‘Fiction’: Part 3 The lost valley - going home. Based on a post by Farmer Jill, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. We both were exhausted from the fighting. Deianira had a hand on her throat, rubbing it unconsciously. I prayed as I moved, that my balls would stop hurting. The crowd was going wild, this was turning into a great fight. Then there was a loud bang and crash outside the hall. The Amazon's closest to the windows and doors began to fall to the ground. It seemed like an invisible wave was knocking everyone out. The wave washed over me and I was out like a light. I awoke in another medical room. It looked like the ones in the other villages. I was in a hospital bed with no restraints. I sat up and took a look around. There was no one else in the room and I couldn't hear anyone else in the rest of the building. I did know however that the Amazons had surveillance measures and there was no doubt in my mind that I was being watched and listened too. I figured that within five minutes of me being noticeably awake I would have company. Since I had no watch and there was no clock I could not be sure but within about five minutes a door opened in the wall and in walked a man in a purple tunic and pants. He had sandals on his feet, and was carrying a tray with a meal on it. "Good morning Breeder, I am glad to see you are awake. I am Gerald servant of the Queen. Here is your breakfast, while you eat I will advise you of your duties here." The breakfast was good, judging from the taste and texture my water was still the Drink. No pills or injections were offered, and I was addressed as Breeder, so it was not surprising I was getting the Drink. "You will be of service to the Queen and her Amazons as a breeder. A list has been prepared, and they will attend your quarters daily. I will show you to your quarters after you finish breakfast. You will notice you have a new amulet. This in addition to translation; has some additional powers for you. If you are allowed access, it will enable you to open doors. You just have to approach a door and if you have access it will open. Most importantly, this will allow you to leave your accommodations. Outside of the time you are expected to perform service; you are allowed to roam the village. If you try to escape or enter somewhere you do not have access; your amulet will report you and you will be punished. If you try to remove your amulet you will be punished. The punishment will be quick and painful. Do you have any questions yet?" I thought about it, pretty simple really. I was still just a sperm bank, but it seemed I might get treated better. He gave me a moment and with no response continued. "Perhaps you will have questions later? I will try to answer them. You are obviously to defer to the wishes of any Amazon you meet. The men here are treated differently than in the other tribes. Those in purple such as I are the personal servants of the Queen. Our directions are to be followed immediately. Those in red are trusted servants who will expect your assistance with whatever they request of you. Those in brown are not trusted servants, their amulets have powers similar to yours. You won't come in contact much with them; as they do most of the farm work and dirty jobs. The last group is those in blue. These are the specialists. They have been recruited from the outside to further the Amazon technology. Many of them live in what you would term a common law marriage with an Amazon. You will have little interaction with them; but if you do obey them as you would obey the purple. They are not happy when "their" Amazon partner uses the Breeder, not that they can do anything about it, so be warned. Be respectful of them. These Amazons are different from the ones you have been with before. If you follow the rules, you will be fine. If you don't, you have been warned. Any questions now?" I went over the risk and reward in my head, I decided I had nothing to lose. "Yes I would like to know if there is any chance that I can leave here at some point and return to my family?" Gerald looked thoughtful for a moment. "I do not know the future; I also do not know the will of the Queen. Perhaps you will have a chance to meet her and perhaps you will be able to ask her that question. I would not dwell on it however; life is good here for us men. I suggest you forget about the past, and learn to enjoy it here." By now I was finished eating so we left the medical building and walked toward another non-descript building that would be my home. As we walked Gerald asked me a question, "Are you not interested to know how you arrived here; and what happened in the village of the Black breast plated ones?" Now that he mentioned it I was. "Yes I am interested, I was in a pretty sticky situation when whatever happened; but I'm sure it wasn't done to rescue me." Gerald let out a small laugh, "No, your rescue was not the aim of what happened at all, sorry to ...
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  • Amazon ‘Fiction’: Part 2

    Amazon ‘Fiction’: Part 2
    Jan 2 2026
    Amazon ‘Fiction’: Part 2 Nelson is traded to another tribe. Based on a post by Farmer Jill, in 3 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. When I arrived on the other side of the field, the Amazon just continued on a path into the forest. I followed and the one who had been 10 paces away fell in behind me. We walked until it was dark and then stopped. It was the same routine for us as the trip to the exchange. A ready to eat meal, and then sleep for me and rotating guard duty for them. A ready to eat meal in the morning and then carry on walking. It was nearing sundown when we exited the forest and entered farmland. After the farmland was a village that looked identical to the one I had left. We entered through a guarded opening, and I was led to a carbon copy building of my prison in the last village. Inside was the toilet and sink and that's it. 2 windows and the flexible floor material. A tray of food was sitting on the floor. The Amazons who had led me there left and the opening slammed shut. As I ate I figured that these new Amazons would be using me for breeding in the morning. It made me laugh. I missed the loving sex with my wife Connie. This getting raped by multiple partners was getting depressing. I resigned myself to being strapped to another table and used in the morning. I was awoken by a man entering through the opening with a tray of food. He also handed me a pill. He made sure I swallowed it before he stepped back and allowed me to eat. I figured the pill was a nicer version of the sex drug injection I had been getting. Surprisingly, he then spoke to me. This would be the first man who had spoken to me in over a month, ever since Mateus and Paulo had been sold off as eunuchs. "Breeder you will be visiting the first sister wives today. You will follow these instructions exactly; any deviation will be punished by death. After you enter their bed chamber you will ready yourself for insemination. You will wait until the sister wife prepares her mate for you. Once she is ready you will insert yourself and release. Then you will exit and wait for that sister wife to prepare the other. When she is ready you will be ready to insert yourself and release. You must spend the least amount of time as possible breeding. You then will leave and return here. A guide will arrive each time to take you to the sister wives." He then looked at me, even though it was the longest speech I had heard since we were captured it still was the bare minimum required to get the point across. I noticed he wore an amulet like me that obviously was translating. I didn't really have any questions. I was expected to jerk off until I was ready to blow and presumably the sister wife would move out of the way to how she was preparing her mate and then I was to ejaculate inside her womb. I wondered what Connie would think of this "reward." I risked speaking, "Understood." I could be a man of few words too if I wanted to be. He then turned and left the room with me following behind. We walked a short distance to another dwelling, and he announce our arrival, "The breeder." "Send it in." I then entered the dwelling. It had a central room with an obvious bathroom and bedroom through other openings. I moved forward to the bedroom and saw two of the Amazons naked on the bed. They were beautiful in that athletic way of these Amazons. My cock was rock hard immediately as I watched the one Amazon orally pleasure the other. It was readily apparent that she would make her partner climax, and it was at that point I would do my duty. I didn't know how long that would take so I quickly stroked myself to the edge. I then kept myself there waiting. While I was waiting I wondered why they didn't just harvest my sperm and use AI. I learned later that the Amazons had studied the impregnation process until they had achieved the most efficient and effective system. What this meant is that the best time for the man to ejaculate was immediately after the female orgasm. This is why the Amazons of the Valley of Fire had all rode me to a climax before I came. This was why these Amazons of the Valley of the Sun gave their wife an orgasm before I was inserted. Natural insertion was found to be the best delivery system. The Valley of Fire Amazons were mostly heterosexual so enjoyed the ride so to speak. They were of course uninterested in any male's pleasure which is why we had been restrained. These Valley of the Sun Amazons were lesbians, they wanted minimal male contact. It all seemed logical even though it was very unfulfilling for the man involved. I was getting desperate to make love to my wife Connie. I was craving foreplay and the build up. Almost all of these Amazons had perky tits, and I was dying to touch and kiss them. I also loved to go down on my wife and she loved to give me blow jobs. Oh, how I missed that. If it wasn't for the injections and pills these Amazons might turn me off to sex! My thoughts were interrupted by the ...
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