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

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

... back sternly.

“No, sir,” Myrtle said.

Bibi knelt down in front of Myrtle and ran her fingers up the new milk maid’s cunt, then wrapped her lips around Myrtle’s clit (which was really the tip of her new cock) and began sucking. Myrtle moaned and closed her eyes. Bibi pulled back and Myrtle’s two feet of horse-shaped cock – mirroring my own – erupted from its hood, a thick streamer of bull semen sliding from the tip. My grandmother rolled over onto all fours and used her hands to pull her ass cheeks apart, exposing her meaty cow asshole. Myrtle looked at me and I pointed sternly at Bibi’s ass. Myrtle smiled and began sliding her cock into my grandmother’s ass.

My cock was still throbbing. My wife disengaged from the cow pile, crawled over in front of me, and pulled my monster cock between her legs, sliding her cunt down my shaft. My meat slipped inside her, penetrating her cervix and pushing far into her body. She took it all, straddling my bull cock and leaning forward, pressing her big, pierced, milky tits into my face.

“Please fill me up,” she whispered, pressing her lips to mine. I didn’t need the invitation. I was already primed, she was already primed. She wiggled her hips and I shot. Load after load of bull semen poured into her open hole from my big cock. I gasped. She moaned. We both came and came again, locked in our own little world for a beautiful moment.

As my climax finally ebbed, I opened my eyes and glanced over at Myrtle. She was pulling her ...

... cock out of my grandmother’s stretched, crinkled, distended ass and reaching for my mother. Shawna shook her head, telling her to stop. Myrtle didn’t even slow down, but pressed forward, trying to push her cock towards my mother. Shawna gave Myrtle a hard shove and the milk maid stumbled backwards.

“I am your alpha,” my mom snarled at Myrtle. “Stand down now. On your knees, bitch!”

Myrtle stepped back, her cock still pulsing out my bull semen across the floor. Her six big tits were trickling cow juice. When I looked at her face, the look was not of defiance, but of confusion. Her eyes roved around the room, unsure where to land.

The poor girl had so many new feelings and thoughts racing through her she didn’t know what to think. Everything was new. A few days ago she had been an old woman living alone on a nearly-abandoned farm. Now...all this. I felt sympathy for her, but discipline in the herd had to be maintained. And if she was going to be a milk maid, she had to understand her place. Still, I wasn’t going to be too hard on her. She wasn’t being willfully defiant.

I dumped a heavy load into my wife’s womb, then slipped her off my meat, leaving her yawning cervix hanging out of her gaped cunt. I gestured for my alphas – Alina and Shawna – to stand beside me, then seized Myrtle’s hair and forced her down to her knees in front of me. I considered slapping her, but stayed my hand. My alphas and I crowded around my new, wayward milkmaid.

“Did I tell you to fuck my ...