1. The Barbie Lez Fantasies - Week 91: Coyote Craving


    Date: 9/25/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Bestiality, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Hardcore, Oral Sex, Teen, Threesome, Written by women, Author: barbielez, Rating: 80.6, Source: sexstories.com

    Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-90”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… My sister and her boyfriend had just moved to the country and invited me to spend a few days with them. I had kept myself quite busy with work—both manual and digital—for the past few months and I welcomed the idea of a vacation. I had spent the last few weeks in front of my computer and the closest I had come to nature was during my tri-weekly runs in the park near my apartment, so I was thrilled to be surrounded by vegetation. My sister and her boyfriend still had a few things to do—they started their own business a few years ago and it keeps them insanely busy—so I decided to go for a walk. My sister warned me she had hard coyotes howling at night, but I ...
    knew from experience coyotes are far more afraid of us than we are of them. To put it bluntly, they’re pussies. I strolled through the woods with a wide smile curling my lips. I had always loved the smell of moist earth, the rustling of leaves in the wind, the chirping of birds in the trees. What I wasn’t used to was seeing two coyotes standing perfectly still among the trees. When I spotted them, I froze mid-step. I wasn’t afraid. Simply curious. Why weren’t they running away? Why were they just standing there, staring at me? Unless they weren’t staring at me… I glanced around, but the coyotes and I were the only living beings present. Even the birds had stopped chirping. This was definitely not normal. Part of me told me to be afraid, but the rest of me was simply curious. Curious enough to tiptoe closer to the two wild canines. Curious enough to venture to a daring twenty feet distance before stopping. Curious enough to stay put when they started closing the gap. As they approached, I was able to study them in detail. Their fur was brown-beige and surprisingly clean for animals that spent their entire lives in the forest. They were the size of a medium-sized dog, with pointy ears and a bushy tail. Their eyes gleamed with curiosity. I could tell they meant me no harm; they were simply curious. They ventured closer until only a dozen feet stood between us. There they stopped and just stood there, staring at me. I stared back at them. Our eyes met and I instantly felt a deep ...
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