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

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

... watching her when I felt another pair of hands grab my monster bull cock. It was Angela. She held up her two full gallon jugs of milk. So having fulfilled her quota for the day, it was her turn to officially join the herd. She gestured me towards the couch then positioned her body between my legs. My cock was still hard as a rock, though the pulses had almost stopped. A streamer of semen slipped down the side. Angela ran her tongue up the shaft and licked off the jizz, then it around the head, pulling the tip into her mouth through her thick, lucious cow lips.

My brain was telling me there was no way my sister-in-law – or any woman for that matter – could take the entirety of my meat down her throat. It was just impossible. But then I remembered what I had seen Lucy do a moment ago. These were my cows, they could take all of my meat in all of their holes.

My sister-in-law sucked, gulped, swallowed. Inch after inch of my cock went into her throat. It was unbelievable. As she slid up the shaft, my meat got thicker near the base, and somehow she managed to open her mouth wide enough to take it all without scraping her teeth on my cock. When her chin hit my balls, I gasped. It was incredible.

She looked up at me with her big brown eyes and shook her head.

I snatched her horns and pumped my cock with her face - using her like a sex toy with handlebars. Somehow she managed to smile around my big bull cock. Being treated like a sex object was the cow’s way of life.

I ...

... had come just a few minutes before, but I felt my balls tighten as I slid my sister-in-law’s face up and down my cock. She moaned around my meat, her throat contracted, and that was all I could take. Thick loads of my bull seed shot into Angela’s body as I continued to force her head up and down the shaft, draining every drop I could from my cock.

She gagged a couple times, but didn’t struggle. When I finally let go of her horns, she slowly slid my monster bull cock out of her mouth and smiled, streamers of my bull come running down her chin.

My cock was still pulsating and hard, I wondered how long before it would slow down. I stood up and looked down at my herd who were all kneeling on the floor, looking up at me with their big brown cow eyes. They were smiling happily, their big cow tits trickling milk. They stroked my cock, squeezed and sucked each others tits, laughed and giggled.

They were beautiful. They were my cows. I was their bull.

PART III

The afterglow from our romp slowly faded. We separated, cleaned up, and sat down for dinner. Once everyone was munching on their cow salad, I brought the conversation around to weightier matters.

“I hate to break the mood, but we need to talk about how we proceed from here. We now have four productive cows, which should provide us enough money to get started on the cow farm, but we have planning to do. First off, living arrangements. My herd should all be in one place. We have the apartments above the barn, and ...