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

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

... would make a perfect opening night for the cow bar. Lyca wanted my blessing to have some of the cows to head into town to do a little publicity, and to run spots on local radio and TV about the opening. I gave the go-ahead.

And if it was opening night for the cow bar, it meant it was time to turn my mom into a cow. After Lyca and I talked, I went inside to the bedroom where I could talk privately, and called my mother.

Mom: “Hi Brendan.”

Me: “Hi Mom.”

Mom: “Um...[pause]...Any word on when you might...you know...welcome me to the herd?”

Me: “The cow bar opens Friday night. I want the highlight of the night to be turning my mom into a member of my herd and fucking her until she begs for mercy on stage in front of live in-person and online audience. If less than 500 people see me rip up your newly-minted cow girl rear I will be disappointed.”

Mom: “Finally. I can’t fucking wait to have your bull cock in all my holes. I think my panties have been soaked almost 24x7 since we last talked and most of the time I have a butt plug up my ass.”

Me: “You’re turning my bull cock all kinds of hard.”

Mom: “That’s hot. You need to start calling me by my name instead of “mom” though. I’m Shawna. Call me by my name.”

Me: “Okay Shawna. I’m going to rip up your ass on Friday night, Shawna. Calling you mom when I fuck your ass is hot too.”

Mom: “It is! I need to make a confession, though.”

Me: “That seems to be going around today. What is it?”

Mom: “I’ve been ...

... taking some supplements that increase a girl’s chances of having...you know…extra breasts.”

Me: “You’re already at risk of having extra udders just because grandma Bibi has extras. Are you serious?”

Mom: “Totally. She’s twenty-plus years my senior, so she had that as a risk factor anyway. I want a slam dunk. I want at least four, but six would be awesome.”

Me: “Wow, mom, that’s...unexpected.”

Mom: “You’re not mad are you?”

Me: “No, not at all, just surprised. I think you’d be hot with a couple extra pairs. More to jiggle when I fuck your asshole on stage.”

Mom: “I’m so fucking wet. Again. Still.”

Alina came into the room and saw me with my horse-like cock hard and throbbing. She gave me a querying look about the phone and when I said it was my mom, she peeled off her clothes and climbed onboard my meat, sliding her cow cunt all the way down my horse-like bull cock, thrusting it past her cervix and deep into her womb. Then she reached over and grabbed the phone.

Alina: “Hi Shawna. I just climbed on board your son’s big cock. He was big as a lunar rocket from talking to you. He’s stretching my cervix wide open.”

Mom: “Hi Alina, so you’re fucking the cock I got hard?”

Alina: “Yeah, thanks for the assist. You know, a bull can have more than one alpha cow, if he permits it. I think that you should be the second alpha cow. Brendan and I have a king bed, enough for three. You should move in with us, be the true second alpha. You’ve always treated me ...