Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story, Parts VII - XI - Sex Stories

Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story, Parts VII - XI

... oral girl, was next. Same old story. Three pulses in her ass, three pulses in her cunt, then two strokes into her mouth and pop goes the cow girl. Sigh.

Mallory the cervix queen was next. It was laughable. Like Helga, the moment my head hit her cervix she popped. So sad.

Ykaterina was another BJ sweetie, but she came before my head was halfway down her throat.

Essie, who wasn’t sure what she wanted, asked for vaginal to be her preference for the inspection. To my massive gratitude, she actually had some staying power. It took almost a dozen passes in and out of her cervix before she popped. I was so happy I hugged her from behind and filled her up good before I moved on.

Finally, the omega cow, Bibi, my grandmother, who was a total anal slut. I penetrated her mouth and cunt as per procedure, then paused in front of her asshole while she used two hands to pull it wide. I didn’t have particularly high expectations, but I was thrilled when Bibi managed to hold back for two solid minutes before finally reaching a crushing orgasm that made her knees buckle. Had I not held onto her, she would have fallen to the floor.

Once my grandmother came back to her senses, I slid from her asshole and turned back to Lyca.

“Make me come twice,” the alpha she-wolf said.

“No problem,” I replied, driving into her cunt and pumping my gargantuan bull cock in and out of her. She still was bent over, thick streamers of her grool sliding down the inside of her thighs. She moaned ...

... as I pumped her. I felt her legs shake and held her up as she came quickly around my throbbing meat.

Still I pumped in and out of her cunt, my bull semen gushing out of her around my meat. I felt her come again after just a dozen strokes.

I slowly let her slide from my cock. She slipped onto all fours for a moment, then looked up at me with a smile.

“Fantastic,” she said.

“That wasn’t particularly satisfying for me,” I replied. “I’d like to hit the cows again in their preferred holes.”

“Not a good idea. Maybe you could, but you might max out.”

“So what if I do?” I asked.

“It hurts like hell,” she said. “You have horrible muscle cramps for about ten minutes until your balls get some semen back in them. Plus, I’ve never met a bull who could do an inspection then a regular fuck of nine cows and complete it.”

“I’d love to try,” I asked.

“There’s another risk too…”

“What?”

“Occasionally, really strong, potent bulls – like you - can overdo it and their cock changes into...something different.”

“Different? Is it no longer a cock? Is it no longer usable?”

“No, it’s definitely still a cock,” Lyca said. “It’s just different, it becomes kind of...horse-like.”

As we were having this conversation, the cows were sensing my feelings of dissatisfaction and were pressing towards me and making mewing sounds. Angela was on her knees in front of me, reaching for my cock. Lucy was pressing her tits against one arm, Bibi against the others. The rest of the ...