Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story, Parts XII – XVI, Epilogue - Sex Stories

Fields of Daisies and Clover – A Hucow Story, Parts XII – XVI, Epilogue

... were all stuck here, bored, for another couple days, if you would honor us with an extra load of bull juice. Once we get back to the farm and settle into our new routines, we’ll have fewer interactions. But, since we’re here, we thought, if it pleases the bull…” She trailed off and cast her eyes downward, humbly. The other milk maids did the same.

Being an active bull, I was always up to filling cow girls with seed, including milk maids. I felt my bull cock stirring.

I nodded and pushed open the door to my suite. The milk maids slipped inside and I followed them.

Prudence shook out her dark hair and peeled off her outfit, revealing her big milk maid tits, Amelia followed suit, her pink freckled skin shining bright against her red curls. Myrtle’s six big udders trickled milk.

Always a sucker for a rack of cow breasts, I buried my face into Myrtle’s big milky udders, sucking at the long hard nipples and drinking in draughts of sweet saffron cow girl milk. Prudence bent down and went to work on one of Amelia’s tits as the ginger cow girl pulled her other mammary up to her lips and drank down her own breast milk. Cow milk and grool began flowing freely.

My purple pulsating bull cock was coming to attention and trickling its first tastes of semen. Prudence disengaged from Amelia’s big, pierced cow tits and ran her tongue up the underside of my bull cock, licking the thick stream of bull come that was now sliding down the side. The tip of my flared meat was gaping ...

... and pulsating out its slow load of seed.

Amelia grabbed my cock like a pole and sucked the head into her lips, sliding her hands and lips up and down the two-foot shaft, working me over like a high-end whore.

Meanwhile, Prudence had taken over my duty of working over Myrtle’s amazing rack. I looked over and watched them while enjoying the magical efforts Amelia was applying to my shaft. I reached down and used her horns to force her all the way down my cock until her full cow lips were pressed against the base and her chin was buried in my balls. I felt her giggle around my meat and pulled her head back. My cock popped free of her lips, throat slime and bull come sliding out of her mouth and running across her gargantuan cow tits.

I stood up and pulled her face back to my cock, snagging her horns and using her face like a sex toy, forcing her up and down my meat. Like a good cow girl whore, she took my meat without hesitation of gagging, relishing the oral attention and opening her gaping throat wide. Bull juice and cow throat slime gushed from her lips around my massive cock that I was burying in her gullet.

I turned to Prudence and Myrtle, who were sucking each other’s udders.

“Myrtle, please fuck Prudence’s ass with your cock.”

“But my bull, that means I have to show…” Myrtle replied, her eyes downcast.

“Are you questioning my order?” I snapped. Discipline had to be maintained.

“No, my bull,” she said. She kept her eyes downcast, as did Prudence, but ...