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Looking for a particular Hucow story!

Any help will be appreciated, I’m looking for a pretty long story i read a while ago that i can’t find anywhere! About modern day hucow farms, main characters go into it for money and get transformed, still have autonomy there but are constantly breeding and being milked, there’s one bit where they go out and visit an actual farm. Please please please if anyone knows it, tell me! Thank you:)

Edit: Story found, this is the link! https://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=2278439&page=submissions

Undoing the Shy – a cuckold story

A year ago it would have seemed odd to Jay that his brother Drew wanted to come round tonight. They had only just seen each other at the weekend after all. Georgia had made mexican food and they had all sat and watched the game together with beers and delicious over stuffed burritos. Yet Drew was asking to come round on his own tonight to Jay’s place.

Jay gave his response a second and third thought, his thumb hovering over the keypad of his phone. They were getting along much better now and he didn’t want to ruin it by blowing him off with a lame excuse.

Sure. What time? I’ll be home after seven.

I’ll swing by at half eight. Make sure you’ve got some cold ones in the fridge.

Lolz. Will do. See you then.

It was a hot one on the building site today. Jay worked himself to the bone, sweating and panting as he carried lumber and other building materials up and down the scaffolding. By the time he got home, his powerful muscles were sore and his skin slightly more than tanned as he had taken his shirt off part way through the day. When he got through the door just after seven, he flopped onto the couch immediately with a cold one in hand. He knew he smelled bad but he just could not move another inch just yet. His shower would have to wait. Read more »

Lycanthropy: A Love Song

When I got the save-the-date card in the mail, I remember thinking how well an autumn wedding would complement my sister- with her long auburn hair and New England Chic sensibilities- and by the ocean, no less, where she might as well be a vision of Aphrodite emerging from the sea foam. As I studied the folded stationary more closely, I realized the tricolored artwork adorning the embossed front cover wasn’t a sunset, as I had originally thought. Rather, it depicted a moonrise over the ocean, with its ghostly light fading in the ripples of the water.

A familiar chill ran down my spine, as the smile quickly faded from my face. I turned to the hi-tech clairvoyance of my iPhone before giving myself over completely to the mounting panic. It had been years since I last had to look up the lunar calendar, but I still had it bookmarked vigilantly in my browser, as a precautionary measure, just in case. I cupped a trembling hand over my mouth when I ultimately confirmed my worst fear: My sister would be married on the harvest moon! Read more »

Personal Truth [Gentle NonCon]

“You’re so stressed.” I gently brushed the hair from her face and cupped her cheek in my hand.

“You get so caught up in worrying if you’re good enough, smart enough, talented enough. You let yourself get overwhelmed with all the parts of life that don’t really matter.

“Who cares if your boss really likes you? Who cares if your parents respect your life choices? Who cares if the other women in the office respect you?

“None of that really matters. What matters is who you are, deep down inside. Your heart. The very core of who you are. Accepting and loving yourself for who you are is what matters.

“But you worry and stress over being something for other people. You make yourself sick trying to be successful, accomplished, worthy. Rather than embracing the beauty of who you are, you wear yourself out uselessly struggling over things that aren’t worth the energy it takes to fight.”

I held her chin between my finger and thumb and gently lifted her face. I wanted her to look me in the eye. I wanted her to see the sincerity in my face, to believe the truth in my words. Read more »

Human And Halfling MILF Have Hot Hammock Sex [M34/F55][Fantasy][size difference][milf][oral][vaginal]

*The Story So Far: Tobias, a royal diplomat, is traveling an immense river waterway by barge. His companion hires a halfling prostitute for them both, but unexpectedly the woman’s mother shows up, hoping to travel with her daughter to their hometown of Hadrimal.*

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“Again, Your Majesty, I’m so sorry for my undignified behavior,” Qamar mumbled as she tied up a hammock the barge captain had graciously provided. For a small rental fee, of course.

“Qamar, please, for the last time you don’t have to call me that. I’m not royalty.” Tobias secured his own hammock. The corner of the aft hold where they were setting up was cramped, but well shielded from prying eyes from the rest of the open cargo deck by tall stacks of lashed-down crates. Pokra was already curled up on a nearby barrel, snoozing away.

“But you work for a king!” Qamar said. “What else should I call you?”

“Just Tobias is fine.”

“But why aren’t you sleeping in the cabin with Azim and Drazat?” Read more »

Getting Risky at the Cocktail Bar [MF]

I’ve always had the urge to get as risky as I can in public with a partner. Luckily I met a girl who was eager to join forces and was just as keen as I was to experience this feeling.

Obvious throwaway name but the girl I had been dating was called Clara. She was quite tall at 6’1 which was a bit different to what I go for as I’m 6’2. The thing about Clara was that she oozed sex appeal from the moment we had our first meet up for drinks.

She has long dirty blonde hair with a cute smile that demands that you want to be around her. She also has long legs which she usually compliments well with either leather pants or skirts. The cheeky vibe and the openess of our initial conversation had me itching to see her as much as I could.

We had discussed often our desire to play around in a public setting and one night she invited me over with a surprise. “We are going to the cocktail bar around the corner and we aren’t allowed to leave until you make me cum”. I’d never been so turned on in my life! Obviously the first thing I did was take her hand and say “let’s go”. Read more »

[M]t first experience with consensual nonconsent

Our first date was far cuter and more relaxed than I would have anticipated with the girl who told me she was into consensual nonconsent. I didn’t quite know what it was and she explained it, nervous that I’d judge her or think she was weird. I assured her that she wouldn’t be judged, and asked her a bit more about it. She told me what it meant to her, what turned her on about it.

She took my arm while I was walking her back to her car and told me how much fun she had. She was an excellent kisser, which was a great relief because I like to make out. I placed my hands gently on her cheeks and pulled back ever so slightly, looking her in her sparkling green eyes.

“Do you really think I’m going to let you go home without making me cum?”

She tried to look shocked, but I wasn’t having it. I opened her car door for her and told her to get in. Read more »

[M]y first webcam show with a hotwife.

In college, all I could think of was sex. I had started webcam shows and enjoyed the attention from cuckold couples and the wives. However, one fine day, one of the regular watchers, a couple, let’s call them John& Jane made an offer- I could fuck Jane on my webcam show.

John&Jane were open swingers. John was in his 50’s and Jane in her early 40’s and loved watching Jane fuck. They had lots of swinger friends as I was introduced to many later on. We decided to do one live webcam show- Jane & I would have a session.

We met in their hotel room where Jane and I decided how to proceed about it. Jane was comfortable showing her face, and I wasn’t, so we decided I’d wear a mask and glasses. We set up our cameras and lights. Jane had let her friends know about our fun so I did expect lots of people to be watching.

It finally came down to the day as I put on the mask and Jane her favourite dress as we teased the camera. We shared an erotic time as she teased a lot. We sat down as we started fucking in front of the camera, and I was suprised by the hits we got. Read more »

I might get addicted to the feeling of being just a tool for him to cum. [FM]

Today my outfit was a nice pair of wide suit pants but with nothing other than a black lacy bralette and a dress shirt barely held together by one button. He commented on the outfit earlier in the day but didn’t ask anything else. Tonight we were studying in the library together, and he was pretty distracted and kinda upset when I told him I had to log into a zoom meeting. He looked pretty restless so I left the meeting a little early blaming “connection issues” (turning off my wifi lol) and we left. He seemed so impatient even though his evening lecture was in 30 minutes. Hmm. Plenty enough time.

We went to that one nice bathroom in the basement of one of the newer buildings. It has a bench in it for some reason lmao, very convenient. We were just making out like usual, me straddling him and him with his hands on my waist and ass. A lot of wholesome little cuddles in between the making out. But he’s so much more possessive today. Read more »