Terri flipped her little skirt up as she walked towards the car so that her husband of the last eight hours could once again admire the white lacey pair she’d worn under her wedding dress earlier that day. Nick’s eyes opened wide as he watched Terri’s little display.
“Thank you God!” Nick called out as Terri opened the car door.
Terri looked at him the brow of her slightly narrow face furrowing as she half closed her green eyes and frowned at the young man.
“You had better not be getting religious on me, Nick McCann,” she said waving a long slender finger under his nose. “Not after the rows I had with mum and dad about not getting married in the church.”
“I think I might be,” Nick smiled, “I see this stunning, leggy, redhead flashing her panties for everyone to see and I can only think that it must be a miracle that You’re mine.”
“Yours!” Terri deepened her frown. “I don’t think I belong to anyone. In fact if I remember it correctly I think you said that someone as gorgeous as I am belonged to the world.”
Nick put his hand to his chin and feigned deep thought for a moment. “I’ve changed my mind,” he said, “I’m going to lock you away so that I can look at you everyday, whenever I want.”
“Just look?”
Nick feigned thought again zoophilia bestiality fiction. “I might f*** you once or twice,” he conceded, “just to keep my hand in, you understand.”
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This was a moment I worked hard for. I saved every extra penny away, to have my dream vacation. For months I had been searching the internet when I found an ad for secluded vacation spots deep in the Alaskan tundra. One definitely caught my eye and I sent off an e-mail for further details.
It’s been a pleasant all be it long flight from Texas, when I finally heard “Ladies and Gentleman, this is your captain speaking. On behalf of all us here with Alaska Airlines, we welcome you to Fairbanks , Alaska. Your current time is 4:15 pm and the tempature outside is 38 degrees.”
Coming to Alaska had been a long time dream and but I never thought the chance would actually come, but here I was touched down and Alaska was right out my window. I was fidgeting in my seat as I peeked out at the sparkling blue sky and the scattered puffy white clouds.
I mentioned secluded, and this small and primitive cabin really was; I wanted the freedom of being alone but I did not want to be a fool either. The gentleman who owned it had his own place just a little ways away. He and I communicated via email several times before sealing the deal but the clincher for me was his telling me I could go for long rides on the sled while he worked his sled dogs. They entered a few races each year, so he constantly kept them trained and well maintained. Wicked thoughts ran through my head and I asked what breed were his dogs. His reply had me hot, tingly and instantly moist. He teams Alaskan Malamutes and they are all MALE. Read the rest of free erotic bestiality stories »
