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

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

... added a few more spanks. I gave her ass a quick fist and left it hanging open, then moved on to Helga.

“You didn’t do anything naughty, did you?” I asked her. She shook her head.

I spanked Helga just a little, enough to make her happy. Then I sent her back to the house to fetch the pumps, there was entirely too much milk going to waste. When she got back, I had her hook up the pumps to my wife.

While Alina’s tits were pumped, I slipped up behind her and pulled her back against my chest.

“I’m sorry your mother and sister pressured you,” I said. “Now that you see what it’s like, do you really want to be a cow?”

“Yes, I do,” she said. “But I only want it if you want me to be one.”

“If that’s what you want, that’s what I want,” I said. She turned her head to the side and we kissed. My bull cock was hard and throbbing and it slipped up between her legs.

“Fuck me,” Alina whispered in my ear. “I want your bull cock inside my cow cervix.”

My bull cock didn’t have a pre-come setting, it just went straight to trickling semen, and a ropy strand was hanging from the tip. I leaned back and slipped my monster bull cock into my wife’s slit, pressing all the way in until my washboard stomach pressed against her sculpted ass. The muscular ring of her cervix was already wide open, letting my bull cock penetrate into the deepest recesses of her womb. It only took a couple of strokes before the trickle of bull come from my cock became a flood and Alina got her wish that ...

... she be filled from the tip of her labia to the depths of her uterus with my juices. I reached around and squeezed more milk from her tits as I dumped my load inside her cow cunt.

After a dozen or so pulses, I slid my meat out of Alina’s slit, leaving it pink, gaped, and throbbing. Her yawning cervix hung just inside her wide open cunt lips, thick streamers of my bull juice gushing out. I untied my wife and gestured for Helga to move the pumps to Angela. As soon as they were attached, I grabbed Angela by the horns and bent her over.

“Never, ever pressure another one of my cows, ever again, got it?” I said to her.

Angela nodded meekly as I slid my nearly two-foot bull cock into her ass. My meat was still pulsing, and the ejaculation that had slowed picked up fresh once my meat was firmly into my sister-in-law’s ass. I roughly reached around and squeezed her tits, forcing more milk out into the jugs and getting a half-pleasure-half-pain moan from Angela. I only allowed her a few pulses of bull juice before I pulled out and left her hanging wide open.

“I want more,” she begged.

“Next time,” I said. “I still want happy cows, but this is your punishment for pressuring my wife.” I walked around to her front and slapped her across the face twice, turning her cheeks bright red. A trickle of a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

Helga had already attached the pumps to Lucy’s nipples. I took the rope that I had used to tie up Helga and wrapped it around Lucy’s big ...