Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story, Parts I - VI - Sex Stories

Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story, Parts I - VI

... own. Milk sluiced from her tits down her stomach, mixing with her other emanations and giving off a heady, erotic aroma that was irresistible.

Thankfully, the fragrance wafting off her daughter drove Lucy beyond noncompliance, because I was tired of dealing with her rebelliousness. Lucy now wanted nothing more than to get between her little girl’s lobes and turn herself into a cow. She buried herself into Alina’s cunt with reckless abandon.

I pulled off my shirt and shorts, letting my cock pop free. I was definitely growing and I guessed I was close to nine inches. A thick streamer of pre-come was dribbling from the purple tip of my meat. I was ready to plough my mother-in-law’s holes, and then to work over my sister-in-law. I was going to be a real bull before the night was out.

While I had been disciplining Lucy, my sister-in-law had started sucking hard at Helga’s veiny, milk-engorged cow tits. Angela had her top off and her chubby-girl tits were shaking as she drank every drop of saffron-tinged milk she could from Helga’s mounds.

I pulled Helga’s other mound to my lips and sucked hard at her tit, taking in mouthfuls of her juice. I reached down and pulled off Angela’s tights, leaving her chubby ass bare. Then I turned my attention back to my wife and her mother.

Lucy hadn’t been slacking, but it took a little longer for her than it had taken for Alina, I wasn’t sure why. But finally she had transitioned. She now had the perfectly sculpted ass and stomach ...

... of a cow, and her big, milk-filled tits were hanging down to the floor as she bent over and continued to suck at her daughter’s cunt. Lucy’s thick meaty labia seemed to extend so far towards her asshole that they eventually just merged with her sphincter’s flesh. Her crinkled anus was at least three inches long and both her cunt and her ass were assaying pussy juice. Her asshole was already gaping all by itself.

Rather than grabbing Lucy’s hair this time, I pulled her back by her horns. Lucy’s face had taken on the typical bimbofied characteristics of a cow – thick red lips, long lashes, perfectly-coiffed long hair. My wife’s cunt juice ran down Lucy’s face and she smiled at me.

“I’m so sorry for being a bad cow. Can my bull fuck my ass now, please?” she begged.

“I will in a few minutes, because I want all my cows to be happy cows. But first you need to meet your quota, sweetheart. Business before pleasure.” I handed her a pair of pumps and two gallon bottles. “Get busy.”

Lucy complied, attaching the pumps to her newly-minted monstrous cow tits and began pulling out copious quantities of saffron-tinged milk. At the same time, Angela, seeing that Alina’s cunt was free, disengaged from Helga’s tit and buried her face in her sister’s cow slit.

I came up behind Lucy, letting my cock run up and down the outside of her juicy asshole as she pumped. I reached around and squeezed her tits, jettisoning still more of the delightful milk. Lucy closed her eyes and moaned, ...