33-Pack CHEATING Megabundle

by Nikita Storm

  "Everything you learned today? Throw it all out the window. You're now promoted to my personal assistant and you'll spend your entire day in here looking after me." She smiled seductively. "In more ways than one."

  God, she looked gorgeous! I still couldn't believe my luck. With the fake cow ears and tail, she looked like a miniature cow. I laughed when she got down on all fours and started mooing. Her large milk jugs hung seductively from her chest and my cock was rock hard.

  She walked around her office that way for several minutes, even climbing on top of her desk and mooing. She mooed out the window, on the couch and everywhere she could reach.

  "You're still here," she said breathlessly. "That's a good sign."

  "I'm still here," I said, smiling, "but you look absolutely ridiculous."

  She laughed as she sat back down on the couch. "I do, don't I?" Veronica smiled and sipped her coffee. "So, what do you think? Still want to be this Hucow's dominant bull? I promise to obey your every word."

  "Promise?" I said as I leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

  "You have my word," she said as she pressed her delicate lips to mine. I wrapped my strong arms around her and pulled her to me, making sure to press her breasts up against my chest. Her body felt so good against mine. She must've felt my rock hard cock pressed against her, because she reached down and began stroking it through my pants.

  When we pulled apart, I looked at her with renewed interest. "So, what exactly do we do?"

  "That's easy," she grinned and got back on all fours. I run around like a cow, mooing and you try and catch me, spanking me and calling me a naughty cow. Then you milk me. I'll wriggle free of your grasp and we'll repeat until all the milk has been drained."

  "And then?"

  "Then...we'll let nature take its course. Ready?"

  I nodded and watched as she began walking on all fours throughout the room, mooing. It was the weirdest sight. When she mooed her way into her personal break room, I moseyed on over to the safe to see what else she had in there. Turns out there was a milk pail, some suction pumps and what looked like a whip. I was impressed. I grabbed the milk pail and stalked her into the break room where she was eating something off the floor like a God damned cow.

  "There's my naughty cow!" I said as I walked up to her sternly with a milk pail in my hand. So help me, I was actually going to go through with this.

  "Moo!" she said, sticking out her tongue. She looked so silly that it was easy to forget that she was actually my boss and was paying me to do this. Hell, I think I might have actually done this for free...depending on what the fringe benefits turn out to be.

  "We're going to have to milk you, naughty cow!"

  She shook her head vehemently and raced off into the other room. This was fun.

  "Come back here, bad cow!" When I caught up to her, I gave her a good whack on the butt. I didn't come down too hard as she was still my boss and I didn't know how far she wanted me to take this. I felt extremely self-conscious spanking my cow - I mean my boss - on the ass, even though she'd given me permission and was actually paying me for the privilege.

  "Moo!" She kept saying, wriggling her butt around as though she actually liked it. This was highly sexual and I was getting a thrill out of it. I don't pretend to understand what she was getting from being treated like a naughty bovine, but it was her fantasy, so I'll just go with it.

  I had to adjust my cock several times throughout her spanking. Then I put the milk pail under her and told her to milk herself. She mooed and stuck her tongue out at me. Was I going to have to milk her, too?

  To say I felt weird, would be an understatement. I got down on my hands and knees beside her and cupped her large, milky breasts in my hands. Sexual excitement coursed through my blood as I realized I was feeling up another woman - my boss no less! They felt very heavy in my hands as I played with them. She began moaning under my ministrations. Then I remembered that I was supposed to be milking her.

  "Okay, Bessie, it's time to milk you," I said as I massaged her udders. The first droplets of milk slowly came out of her nipples and slid down her breasts. They were soon followed by small streams of hot liquid that started to spray everywhere. Again she moaned as I tried vainly to direct her streams into the pail.

  Once I started spanking and milking her, something came over me. Something feral and primal. I became aroused - like most men would in this circumstance - but there was something more. The closest word I could come up with would be dominance; power. I felt a feeling course through my veins that I'd never experienced before. Here I was actually dominating my boss. Sure, she agreed and wanted it, but I was still carrying it through.

  My mind must've drifted as I squeezed a bit too hard and she mooed. "Now you've been a bad cow!" I spanked her again for good effect. This time, however, my hand lingered and slid down to the opening between her legs. My God she was fucking wet! She spread her legs wide open wide as I continued to milk her into the pail with one hand as my other touched her slicked up pussy.

  She moaned and mooed as I slipped my finger into her scorching pussy. Apparently, getting spanked and milked turned her on. I was definitely going to use this to my advantage. I thrust my finger in and out of her wet snatch as she pushed back against it.

  "Drink your naughty milk, cow!" I commanded as I pumped my finger in and out and rubbed her clit with my thumb.

  She was close to orgasm and I knew that doing anything but cumming was going to be hard for her. But I was relentless and made her do it anyway.

  "Lap it up like the bad cow that you are! Moo while you're doing it!" I demanded.

  To my surprise, she actually lowered her head, mooed softly and began lapping up her mother's milk. My God that was fucking hot. I was actually making my boss - a high-powered exec - lap up her own breast milk. My cock bulged and strained against my pants.

  While she was doing that, I grabbed the breast pumps and told her to put them on. With milk dribbling down her chin and a mischievous grin on her face, she attached them to her breasts. I could tell that she loved doing this as much as I loved making her do it.

  "Pump it, cow!" I commanded and she began pumping her breast-milk into the baby bottles.

  "Moo!"

  I spanked her on the butt and felt her pussy contract on my finger. She was really getting off on this. Each time I spanked her, she came and soon her pussy was so flooded that I had to pull my finger out.

  "Suck it off!"

  She mooed softly and - while still pumping herself - began licking her cum off my finger. I really had no idea why the other guys would give up a golden job like this. They must've been prudes or something. Her mouth was so soft on my fingers as she actually began to suckle on them. That gave me an idea.

  "Remove the pumps, cow."

  She did, setting the pumps and bottles aside.

  "Suckle your own breasts," I said as I unbuckled my pants. I couldn't help it, I was as horny as I'd ever been and needed relief. I didn't know how far her benefit program extended, but I was going to quickly find out.

  Her breasts were just long enough that she could reach them with her mouth. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. As she suckled one, I took the other. I also brought her hand down to my cock. I fully expected her to pull away, but to my surprise, she didn't. Instead, she grasped it with her long, slender fingers, wrapping them firmly around my throbbing manhood.

  I jerked when I felt them. I began suckling and within a few moments, milk started flowing from her tits. As her warm liquid greeted my throat, her hand started moving up and down on my shaft.

  "That feels good, cow, keep doing that," I said as I continued drinking her milk.

  "Moo!" she replied enthusiastically. Didn't she say she was married? I looked and saw a ring on her finger. Wow, I was suckling from the breast of a married woman while getting a hand-job at the same time. My heart sped up at that thought. She was cheating on her husband. She did say that her husband would think she was crazy for wantin
g to act like a cow. That was a shame - at least for him. It was a boon to me.

  When her milk finally dried up, I thought I'd press my luck. "Suck it, moo moo. Stick your bull's dominant cock in your mouth."

  Without hesitation, she switched from drinking her breast nectar to sucking my throbbing dick. I was not prepared for the sensation of her lips moving over my cock. This was my new boss, we were talking about! I was actually getting a blow-job from my boss. Unreal! My cock stiffened appreciably as her scorching mouth encased my sensitive rod. Her fiery red hair bobbed up and down as her mouth engulfed my cock. If she wasn't careful, I was going to spurt in her mouth.

  I let her suck my cock for a few more minutes before instructing her to lay down on the couch.

  "Moo?" She looked up at me expectantly. I spread open her long, creamy thighs, exposing her sopping wet cunt. There was grool all over the place. I began licking her cream off her legs, working my way up to her delectable pussy. She bucked her hips when I got close and I got a good whiff of her scent.

  "Are you fertile?" I asked as I kissed all around her sensitive clit. There was so much wetness that it took awhile to lap it all up.

  "Moo!" She said, nodding.

  "You are?" I couldn't believe my luck. I wondered if she wanted to take this all the way. I looked down at her spread open legs and completely wet pussy and realized that was exactly what she wanted me to do. My cock-head turned purple at the thought.

  She nodded again. "Knock me up. Stick your big, fat cock into my married, ovulating womb and mark me as your submissive cow."

  Veronica lifted her legs up half-way just in case I didn't understand her words. I needed no further invitation. Aiming my cock-head at my boss's gushing pussy, I slowly pressed forward.

  "Milk yourself!" I commanded as I split her pussy lips wide and sank my lucky cock into her searing pussy. Her walls were incredible. I could tell she was very experienced in this department as once I was in her, she wrapped her legs around me and locked them around my back.

  My cock was on fire as it delved deep into her cavernous depths. "So," I asked, trying to sound as casual as possible. "How far did the others get?"

  She laughed. "They usually bolted the moment I put on the cow ears and tail." She put her arms around me and pulled me close to her. "But enough about losers, let's talk about us." Her lips pressed needily against mine. When she came up for air, she said: "Do you know how weird it is to be talking to the CEO on the phone while wearing a cow outfit?" She giggled. "I'd even moo every now and then just to see if he was paying attention."

  I laughed as I pressed my cock all the way into her tight pussy. She may have been older, but she kept her Kegel muscles in shape; I could feel them tighten against my cock. "You're a regular riot," I said.

  "You know," she kissed me on the nose, "you're going to be running the day to day operations while I run around acting like a cow. Don't worry," she said as she saw my eyes grow wide, "you'll be very well compensated. And not just with money." She somehow pulled me deeper into her and pressed her large, milk jugs to my chest as my cock stiffened inside her.

  "I want you to give me a baby, John," she said as she began humping her hips up and down. "I want to be your pregnant Hucow. You want that, don't you?"

  I nodded. "This is all so sudden," I admitted.

  "Time waits for no man," she said as she directed my cock to her cervix with her Kegel muscles. "Put it in, John. Stretch my cow cervix and knock me up with a baby calf." She started mooing softly in my ears as my huge cock sunk into her extremely tight cervix.

  "Is that what you really want? A baby?"

  She nodded.

  "What about your husband?" I asked.

  "He's infertile. He knows that I can have any man I wish knock me up. It's all in the pre-nup." She kissed me all over my face and neck as she ran her hands along my back and chest. "Don't worry about him. He'll have to take care of it - knowing that it's not his."

  "So you chose me."

  Again, she nodded. "From the second I first saw you, I knew you were going to be the father of my child. I wasn't wrong, was I?" She pouted.

  I shook my head as I kissed her pouty little mouth, moved her flaming locks from her eyes and grunted as my cock swelled inside her cervix. I don't know how she did it, but she somehow tightened her cervix, sending me into sensory overload.

  "Cum in your submissive Hucow!"

  I couldn't hold back any longer. My shaft swelled and I began releasing a torrent of scorching, potent sperm deep into her womb. I was actually knocking a woman up. And the most unlikely woman, to boot. She cried out as her orgasm hit at the same time as mine. I felt her arms and legs tighten around me almost to the point of not being able to breathe. She dug her fingernails into my back and held on for dear life as I pumped my dominant bull seed into her submissive cow womb.

  "Oh my God, that was fantastic!" She said breathlessly. "I think I want you to come home with me sometime and meet my husband. He needs to know that his place as head bull has been taken. I want you to show your dominance over my husband by taking me in front of him. Do you think you can do that?"

  I looked at her like she'd grown a third head.

  "If you're worried about my husband; don't be. He's very much a beta male and will be more than eager to watch his wife get knocked up. Please say you will!" She looked up at me with her bewitching blue eyes as my dominant sperm leaked from her fertile pussy.

  "Sure," I said with a confidence I didn't feel. "I'll dominate you and your husband at the same time."

  "Great! How about tomorrow after work?"

  I nodded as I slipped my messy cock out of her pussy and pushed it into her mouth. "Suck it clean, cow!" I demanded.

  With long, slow licks, she erased all traces of my cum from my cock. This had perfect job written all over it.

  Replacement Cow

  Nikita Storm

  I know I was driving well over the speed limit. I couldn't help it, though. I needed to get home and empty my full, engorged breasts. I'd just gotten off work and had forgotten to bring my pumps with me.

  I guess I could've expressed myself in the work restroom, but that's kinda gross, you know? Besides, I really didn't want anyone walking in on me. I'd have been mortified.

  So, it wasn't too much of a surprise when I saw the flashing red and blues behind me. I just sighed, found a good place and pulled over. I was going to have to take my medicine like a good girl.

  "I'm sorry, officer," I said as soon as the large cop strode up to the car. "I was just in a hurry and --"

  "Ma'am," he said, cutting me off. Oh God, he was looking at my leaky, see-thru blouse. I just wanted to hide in shame, never to be seen again.

  "Yeah?" My heart was hammering in my chest a million beats a minute. I may have been embarrassed, but my womanly instincts kicked into high gear as I got a look at the studly officer. He stood about six-three, had long, sandy blond hair and was sporting a five-o'clock shadow.

  "I don't know what you're blabbering on about and I really don't care."

  I looked up him with a stunned expression on my face. "You mean you didn't pull me over for speeding?"

  He shook his gorgeous head and smiled. "See that farm just up the road?" He pointed.

  "The McCray Farm?" Everyone knew about them. They were the largest farm in the state. I'd often buy fresh eggs from them. Sometimes, if they weren't busy, they'd even let me see the hens that laid them.

  "Yes, that one."

  God, his blue eyes melted my heart. I forgot all about my overfilled breasts. Suddenly, they weren't the only things that were leaking.

  "They tragically lost their cow today."

  "Oh no!" I said, putting my hand to my mouth. I knew how much they relied on their cow. It was a major source of income for them. "What does this have to do with me?"

  He smiled. "They ordered me to track you down and see if you'd be willing to replace their cow for a few days until a new one can be shipped in from Texas."
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  My mouth opened and closed several times as I tried to comprehend what the officer was saying. A cow? They wanted me to replace a cow? What in the Sam hell were they thinking? And why me?

  He must've seen the confusion on my face as he said to follow him and it would all be explained and that I could back out anytime I felt uncomfortable.

  He got back into his patrol vehicle and I followed him the mile or so to the farm's entrance. My mind was whirling so fast with so many questions that I couldn't think straight. So I just zoned out and followed the officer.

  We pulled around back and an older lady of about sixty came running out of one of the barns.

  "Thank the heavens you're here!" She grabbed my hand and practically pulled me into the barn behind her. She was a lot stronger than she looked. I turned to see the officer ducking back into his patrol vehicle. That unnerved me.

  "What's going on?" I demanded after we entered the barn. I looked around and saw several cows milking, eating and mooing in the stalls all around. There was one stall, however, that was empty. I shivered.

  "Didn't Trey tell you? Oh, I guess he was in too much of a hurry. You know those boys!" She waved her arm toward the barn door and brought me over to the empty stall.

  "What didn't he tell me?" I asked as I looked at the milking implements suspiciously.

  "Be a good cow and wait here. I'll fetch Roy for you - he'll explain everything."

  "Roy?" I asked.

  "Yes, my husband, he'll get you up to speed." She hugged me. "Bless your heart for helping us on such short notice."

  "No problem," I lied as I watched her scurry away and I was left all alone with the cows.

  "Hello!"

  I heard a feminine voice on the other end of the large barn, hidden behind some cows. I jumped as I thought I was alone.

  "Hello?" I answered and started walking toward the voice. My heart stopped in my throat as I took in the scene before me. There was a very beautiful lady sitting on a milking stool hooked up to all kinds of suction cups with wires and implements going every which way. There was even a digital readout with numbers. Right now it said 10cc. I couldn't fathom what that meant. I jumped back when it beeped.