I was driving down a twisting lonesome back road lost as hell one afternoon. It's raining, unseasonably cold and about PM on a summer's eve. I have no idea where I am on this country road. I have been looking for a small town in mid-state NY to check out a farmhouse to possibly buy for hours.

A story by the wife of T. Ruck The Barn Animal sex … My chore for the day was to clean out the barn. I love my daddy but sometimes I just want to do what I want to. I started sweeping the barn and I thought I heard something upstairs. I stopped what I was doing and went upstairs.

Home » Sexual Resources » Erotic Stories ». The day had turned out to be a cooler one than the previous thanks to the rain showers. Jack went on his way not expecting anything out of the ordinary, thinking it sure would be nice to have a change of pace just once. He only had a couple horses, a milking cow, and chickens. The farm was the beginning of a dream he always had wanted, and he was well on his way into it, but not quite enough to jump in full force.