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cascadiabound said:
Can someone tell me exactly how cold a witches tit is?
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I have a witch's tit story!

Just How Cold Is A Witches Tit?

Way back when I was a youngster, I was a cowboy, on a remote ranch in the Sandhills of Nebraska. I was working as a line rider (someone who rides in circles, checking and fixing fence) and I was staying in one of the line shacks. Just a single room shotgun shack with electricity and a wood stove for heat through the Nebraska winter.

The main ranch house was 12 miles away and my partner, an old timer, had gone to town for a couple of days. One night, after I had crawled into bed (under my trusty electric blanket - I hated getting up in the middle of the night multiple times to feed the wood stove, so I would load it and then go to sleep, knowing it would be freaking freezing cold when I woke up) and about one o'clock in the morning, the door opened (and scared the shit out of me) and in came one of the cowgirls from another line shack - she'd lost power and rode over because she knew our line shack had a wood stove.

She was in her late twenties, with dark hair and a lean body. Since there were not a lot of women in that line of work and she was the only female line rider, I had seen her a couple of times at the main ranch, but didn't know her well.

Rumor had it she was strange and a witch, largely because she wore a medicine bag and liked the solitude. Now, a medicine bag doesn't make a person a witch, but, she was a witch - not the european witch stereotype, but the Native American medicine woman type (which we interchangeably called witches, those that practice the dark side of Lakota medicine). Suffice it to say that cowboys are a superstition bunch, so we cut her wide, with that combination of fear and respect witches generate.

I sat up in bed as she stomped and brushed the snow off, apologized for scaring the shit out of me, and proceeded to try and warm herself by the stove. As we sat there in the dark talking she said she couldn't warm herself up. Then, she noticed the glow from the little controller on the electric blanket. The next thing I knew she was naked in bed with me and my electric blanket. I can attest that the witch's tits were freaking cold as she pressed against me.

LOL - now, that seems like the start of a porn movie, but all we did was cuddle under that electric blanket and share body heat. She was interested in warming up and I was a respectful little half-breed cowboy. We slept well and in the morning I gave her my electric blanket and in return she gave me a magic rock. It was a good trade (and even now, forty some years later, I still have that rock in my medicine bag) and, when word spread around the ranch that we had become friends, her umbrella of "anti-cowboy bullshit" spread over me as well, cause I was friends with the witch.
 
Paul_Chance said:
I have a witch's tit story!

Just How Cold Is A Witches Tit?

Way back when I was a youngster, I was a cowboy, on a remote ranch in the Sandhills of Nebraska. I was working as a line rider (someone who rides in circles, checking and fixing fence) and I was staying in one of the line shacks. Just a single room shotgun shack with electricity and a wood stove for heat through the Nebraska winter.

The main ranch house was 12 miles away and my partner, an old timer, had gone to town for a couple of days. One night, after I had crawled into bed (under my trusty electric blanket - I hated getting up in the middle of the night multiple times to feed the wood stove, so I would load it and then go to sleep, knowing it would be freaking freezing cold when I woke up) and about one o'clock in the morning, the door opened (and scared the shit out of me) and in came one of the cowgirls from another line shack - she'd lost power and rode over because she knew our line shack had a wood stove.

She was in her late twenties, with dark hair and a lean body. Since there were not a lot of women in that line of work and she was the only female line rider, I had seen her a couple of times at the main ranch, but didn't know her well.

Rumor had it she was strange and a witch, largely because she wore a medicine bag and liked the solitude. Now, a medicine bag doesn't make a person a witch, but, she was a witch - not the european witch stereotype, but the Native American medicine woman type (which we interchangeably called witches, those that practice the dark side of Lakota medicine). Suffice it to say that cowboys are a superstition bunch, so we cut her wide, with that combination of fear and respect witches generate.

I sat up in bed as she stomped and brushed the snow off, apologized for scaring the shit out of me, and proceeded to try and warm herself by the stove. As we sat there in the dark talking she said she couldn't warm herself up. Then, she noticed the glow from the little controller on the electric blanket. The next thing I knew she was naked in bed with me and my electric blanket. I can attest that the witch's tits were freaking cold as she pressed against me.

LOL - now, that seems like the start of a porn movie, but all we did was cuddle under that electric blanket and share body heat. She was interested in warming up and I was a respectful little half-breed cowboy. We slept well and in the morning I gave her my electric blanket and in return she gave me a magic rock. It was a good trade (and even now, forty some years later, I still have that rock in my medicine bag) and, when word spread around the ranch that we had become friends, her umbrella of "anti-cowboy bullshit" spread over me as well, cause I was friends with the witch.
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I think you should tell us stories more often 😍
 
Paul_Chance said:
I have a witch's tit story!

Just How Cold Is A Witches Tit?

Way back when I was a youngster, I was a cowboy, on a remote ranch in the Sandhills of Nebraska. I was working as a line rider (someone who rides in circles, checking and fixing fence) and I was staying in one of the line shacks. Just a single room shotgun shack with electricity and a wood stove for heat through the Nebraska winter.

The main ranch house was 12 miles away and my partner, an old timer, had gone to town for a couple of days. One night, after I had crawled into bed (under my trusty electric blanket - I hated getting up in the middle of the night multiple times to feed the wood stove, so I would load it and then go to sleep, knowing it would be freaking freezing cold when I woke up) and about one o'clock in the morning, the door opened (and scared the shit out of me) and in came one of the cowgirls from another line shack - she'd lost power and rode over because she knew our line shack had a wood stove.

She was in her late twenties, with dark hair and a lean body. Since there were not a lot of women in that line of work and she was the only female line rider, I had seen her a couple of times at the main ranch, but didn't know her well.

Rumor had it she was strange and a witch, largely because she wore a medicine bag and liked the solitude. Now, a medicine bag doesn't make a person a witch, but, she was a witch - not the european witch stereotype, but the Native American medicine woman type (which we interchangeably called witches, those that practice the dark side of Lakota medicine). Suffice it to say that cowboys are a superstition bunch, so we cut her wide, with that combination of fear and respect witches generate.

I sat up in bed as she stomped and brushed the snow off, apologized for scaring the shit out of me, and proceeded to try and warm herself by the stove. As we sat there in the dark talking she said she couldn't warm herself up. Then, she noticed the glow from the little controller on the electric blanket. The next thing I knew she was naked in bed with me and my electric blanket. I can attest that the witch's tits were freaking cold as she pressed against me.

LOL - now, that seems like the start of a porn movie, but all we did was cuddle under that electric blanket and share body heat. She was interested in warming up and I was a respectful little half-breed cowboy. We slept well and in the morning I gave her my electric blanket and in return she gave me a magic rock. It was a good trade (and even now, forty some years later, I still have that rock in my medicine bag) and, when word spread around the ranch that we had become friends, her umbrella of "anti-cowboy bullshit" spread over me as well, cause I was friends with the witch.
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:LOL:

Well that’s one definition of a ‘witches tit’. A witches tit can also be an extra nipple.

I’ve known several girls, some of them girlfriends, who have a supernumerary nipple.

I’ve see ones that look like odd moles and others that are obviously small nipples. One friend has three smaller nipples in addition to the normal two, one with a hint of an areola and a tiny bit of mass behind it. They appear arranged just like they would on a dog.

Another friend has a scar where a doctor removed it at birth.

I’ve kissed and nibbled on them. None of them were very sensitive but none were particularly cold. ;)
 
AlexBailey said:
:LOL:

Well that’s one definition of a ‘witches tit’. A witches tit can also be an extra nipple.

I’ve known several girls, some of them girlfriends, who have a supernumerary nipple.

I’ve see ones that look like odd moles and others that are obviously small nipples. One friend has three smaller nipples in addition to the normal two, one with a hint of an areola and a tiny bit of mass behind it. They appear arranged just like they would on a dog.

Another friend has a scar where a doctor removed it at birth.

I’ve kissed and nibbled on them. None of them were very sensitive but none were particularly cold. ;)
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I wonder why the expression arose? It doesn't strike me that an extra nipple would be colder than an ordinary nipple. :)
 
Paul_Chance said:
I wonder why the expression arose? It doesn't strike me that an extra nipple would be colder than an ordinary nipple. :)
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Runs off to wiki and finds this:

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Cold as a witches teat or​

Cold as a witch's tit in a brass bra​

​

A phrase used to describe cold weather​

Apparently coined by the American author Francis Van Wyck Mason: the term first appears in his Novel Spider House, published in 1932.
 
cascadiabound said:
Runs off to wiki and finds this:

​

Cold as a witches teat or​

Cold as a witch's tit in a brass bra​

​

A phrase used to describe cold weather​

Apparently coined by the American author Francis Van Wyck Mason: the term first appears in his Novel Spider House, published in 1932.
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That has always been the context I've heard it in - as a euphemism for cold weather.
 
Paul_Chance said:
I wonder why the expression arose? It doesn't strike me that an extra nipple would be colder than an ordinary nipple. :)
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cascadiabound said:
Runs off to wiki and finds this:

​

Cold as a witches teat or​

Cold as a witch's tit in a brass bra​

​

A phrase used to describe cold weather​

Apparently coined by the American author Francis Van Wyck Mason: the term first appears in his Novel Spider House, published in 1932.
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There are also old stories of girls being burned as witches for having them. 😰

Everybody I’ve known who has one knows the term and the stories.
 
AlexBailey said:
There are also old stories of girls being burned as witches for having them. 😰
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People who wanted to persecute women for being different, not married, healers, outsiders, too smart, etc hardly needed the excuse of an unusual anatomical feature, but I'm not surprised it was used to justify such horror
 
cascadiabound said:
Can someone tell me exactly how cold a witches tit is?
Stories are welcome
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The expression goes back to Salem witch trials in which it was believed that a witch possessed the devil’s blood, which was said to be ice cold. In addition, it was believed that witches allowed their familiars to suckle from their tits to spread their corruptive influence. So, “witch hunters” often would check an accused witch’s breasts for bite marks and blemishes. Given that Massachusetts already had cold winters, and it was believed that a witch’s blood would make for some super cold titty sucking, that’s where the expression comes from.
 
Mr_Soup said:
The expression goes back to Salem witch trials in which it was believed that a witch possessed the devil’s blood, which was said to be ice cold. In addition, it was believed that witches allowed their familiars to suckle from their tits to spread their corruptive influence. So, “witch hunters” often would check an accused witch’s breasts for bite marks and blemishes. Given that Massachusetts already had cold winters, and it was believed that a witch’s blood would make for some super cold titty sucking, that’s where the expression comes from.
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I like Paul’s story better :)
 
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