by Bessie Hucow
"Because he usually just turns most girls away," he explained as we came upon a smallish utility room. He opened the door and ushered me inside. When it was lit up, I saw that it was a storage room, full of boxes and containers. There was, however, a small bed off in the corner. He directed me toward it.
"So," he said as he came up behind me and kissed me lightly on the neck. "What did you say your name was again?"
I leaned back into his embrace and closed my eyes as pleasurable sensations washed over me. "Amanda," I whispered softly.
"Well, Amanda, you'll need to do exactly what I say if you want to win my approval." He nibbled at my ear, sticking his tongue down into my canal. Shivers ran throughout my body as his hot breath tickled me.
"I promise to do whatever you want," I said.
"Good," he said, stepping away and turning me around. "I want you to slowly take off your clothes. Very slowly." He sat on the bed and watched eagerly as I thought about how I was going to do this. I had done a bit of dancing, so I wasn't a total klutz.
I began by pressing my large, overflowing mammaries in his face and pulling back when he reached out to touch them. I pulled my blouse down to just above my nipples, exposing my engorged, veiny breasts. Reaching into my shirt, I drew out a bit of milk and brought it to his lips.
"You taste soo good!" he groaned as I reached down and touched his cock through his pants. I backed up and spun around and slowly took off my top, revealing my massive breasts held back only by my bra. I watched as his cock stiffened in his shorts. I pulled one of the girls out, allowing the fat nipple to peek over the top of the bra as it sprayed titty milk all over the place. I giggled when he stuck out his tongue and tried to catch some. He tried to latch on to the hardened, erect nipple, but I wouldn't let him. Not yet.
I did the same to the other breast, bringing it up to peek up over the top of the bra, teasing him. Doing that, my breasts looked even larger than they were. I smiled as I realized he was drooling.
Then I began working my curvaceous hips, swaying them in circles and back and forth, even grinding them against his cock. I spread my legs and allowed his cock to push through the fabric of his pants and rub up against my panties.
Then I pulled my pants down, exposing my bright pink panties. Of course the crotch was completely soaked with my woman cum as ever since I'd become a Hucow I'd been constantly horny. It was basically one orgasm after another with little respite. Just the mere thought of a dominant, alpha man was enough to send me over the edge.
He put his lips against one of my fat, sensitive nipples and began suckling. Oh God, that felt so good I creamed my panties so hard. It was so wet that it leaked through the gusset and onto his pants. So much milk squirted into his mouth that he couldn't hope to swallow it all and some dribbled out and down his shirt.
I lifted his shirt up and off, revealing his muscular, manly chest to my prying eyes. I moaned as I ran my hands all over his shirtless torso, grabbing and squeezing his hard muscles.
He quickly unhooked my bra and let my mighty boobs fall out, nearly smacking him in the face. It felt incredible for them to be free of their unnatural confines.
"Wow! These are huge!" he said as his eyes lit up like a kid's at a candy store. "I could lose myself in these puppies."
He pulled me to him, flattening my bountiful breasts to his hard chest, as milk squeezed all over his delicious body. I wanted to lick it off. By the time he let me pull back, he was completely drenched in my breast milk.
"Have you been a naughty cow?" he asked as he smacked me on my bright pink panties.
I nodded and kissed him all over his face and neck. "I'll be your bad cow!" I whispered in his ear as I left a loud kiss on it. He spanked me again, but it just wasn't the same. I wanted to feel his hard, dominant manly hands on my bare ass. I stood and let my soaked panties fall to the floor. Picking them up, I shoved them under his nose.
"You like that, don't you?" I giggled as he inhaled my submissive woman scent. "You like to smell my naughty Hucow panties."
He just nodded as he let my powerful scent wash over his body. I came when I realized that he was getting horny just by smelling my scent.
"Clean them!" I commanded in my sternest voice. I was amazed that he actually did as I said. He stuck out his tongue and lapped up all my juices. I had a great idea and began squirting my cow's milk onto the panties and he continued his debauchery by licking all the juices up. By the time he was finished I was about ready to lay him back on the bed and straddle him. It was a good thing he took control then or else he just might've had a wayward cow on his hands.
"Lay down!" he commended, pulling the completely-soaked panties away from his nose. I did as my master commanded and watched as he tore off his underwear, revealing his massive cock.
"Fuck!" I cried as I pulled him to me and endeavored to take his massive rod in my mouth. I wanted that fucker all the way in my throat. I didn't care about anything else, I just knew that I had to have him.
He cried out as my mouth encapsulated his bulbous head and I slid his massive spear into my mouth and throat. I used my tongue to dart around his sensitive underside and lick up and down. It wasn't easy, but I managed.
"Suck it, cow! Moo when you do it!" he commanded as he grabbed my hair in his fist and pushed my down past my limits. I began to gag, but he held fast as I quickly adjusted to his display of dominance. "Bring me to the edge of orgasm!"
I worked his cock as hard and as fast as I could, mooing and licking his massive dick. I knew I needed to please him to get accepted into the farm and I didn't want to let this opportunity slip by me. His shaft grew thicker and longer under my intense ministrations and after a few minutes he abruptly pushed me back.
"Enough!" He cried as he picked me up like I weighed exactly nothing and laid me flat on my back. God, I knew he was strong, but I didn't know he was that strong. He dove into my treasure box and began licking and sucking my cunt juices. It felt so good to have a dominant bull paying attention to me down there and I wrapped my legs around his head, trying to get him as close to me as possible.
His cock rubbed up against my leg as he licked my clit and stimulated my pussy with his fingers. It was obvious that he knew exactly what he was doing as he brought me to my orgasm within minutes. Then again, as a horny Hucow, that wasn't so hard.
I thought he'd stop then, but I was wrong. Oh my God! He continued licking and sucking my poor, poor clit, changing up his pressure every time I grew used to it. He had me squealing like a stuck pig as he continued his literal tongue lashing. By the time he was finished, I was panting and breathing hard and milk was squirting all over the place as I was at a constant peak. I needed release. I needed to feel his big, dominant cock deep inside my womb.
"Fuck me! Fuck my needy cunt!" I couldn't believe I was using naughty words like that. I didn't want him to tease me anymore, but I had a feeling that he was going to do just that. To my surprise, he put his cock right at my aching, needy entrance and sank himself in deep.
"Oh my God! Moo!" I cried as I felt his hard, throbbing shaft fill my tight pussy. He had me so wound up that all I could do was lay back and spread my legs for him. He began playing with my leaky breasts, squirting milk this way and that. I ran my hands up and down his arms, marveling in his large, rippling muscles.
"You like that, slut?" He asked as he brought his hand down upon my cheek. "You like when a dominant bull takes your submissive cunt?"
I nodded. Ever since becoming a Hucow, I started to like rough play. It had never been my thing before, but now I couldn't get enough of it. I guess it was just one of the many changes that my body was going through.
"I can't hear you, cow!" he slapped me again as he leaned forward and began greedily suckling on my breast. Oh God, to have a man inside me at the same time as he was drinking from my teats sent me even higher into space.
"Yes!" I cried out, digging my nails into his back. I lifted my legs up submissively so he could push in farther. "Fuck
my needy, submissive cunt. Dominate me!" I relinquished all control over to the dominant farmhand.
I felt his cock press all the way into my pussy, easily reaching the bottom and searching for more. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him in closer. As he suckled on my huge, squirting, milk-filled breasts, he pinned my arms to the bed. I was completely helpless under his dominance.
He pulled his long cock out of my pussy to the tip and then rammed it back inside. My whole body shook with the force. I closed my eyes and concentrated on my building orgasm. Waves of pleasure coursed through me as I thought about the other men that were going to take and fill me with their potent man-seed. I would be his cum receptacle. Anytime he wanted me, I would allow myself to be taken. It didn't matter what I was doing, his needs - and the needs of the farmhands - would take precedence.
"Cum in me!"
He grunted loudly as his cock somehow found the entrance to my cervix and pushed into it. I had never had a man inside there before until I had come here, but I was getting used to the idea. If it pleased the men, I would give it to them.
"Shoot your potent baby-making seed inside me! I need you!" I had likely already been knocked up, but I still wanted to feel his cum swimming around my belly. There was no greater feeling than that.
I felt him press up deep into my cervix - I don't honestly know how he managed it - as he prepared to coat my insides with his delicious, potent sperm. Within moments, he was sweating and he laid on me, encircling his arms around me, pinning my arms to my side. His movements grew faster and more desperate until he cried out and rammed his long, thick, dominant cock deep up inside my cervix and held it there, every muscle in his body straining. His shaft expanded and swelled inside me, filling my tight space completely, dominating me.
"Make me your Hucow slut!" I said as I prepared for the onslaught of his baby-making cream. My orgasm wracked my body the second he began shooting his ropey cum into my belly. Rope after thick rope of cum spurted deep in me as he claimed his prize. I was his Hucow now and would do as he told me to. I trembled as my orgasm threatened to overshadow his territory claim.
I couldn't believe how much cum he was spurting inside me. It was already leaking out before he was even finished. He must've shot inside me for several minutes as he dominated my Hucow body.
I couldn't believe how much of a slut I'd become. Before becoming a Hucow, I was lucky to fuck once a week. Now, I was fucking multiple times a day. And it felt awesome! I wanted more. My libido was on overdrive and I was already looking forward to my next encounter.
He laid on top of me even after he stopped cumming in me, his bear hug squeezing me hard. When he was through he rolled off me and smiled.
"Well, welcome to the farm, Hucow," he said as he took one last, long drink from my endless supply of milk.
*****
I smiled all the way back to John, knowing that I now had Dave in my back pocket - or should I say between my legs. His warm cum dripped out of my pussy obscenely, squishing around my legs as I looked for John.
"Well, how'd it go?" he asked. "By the massive grin on your face, I'd say it went swimmingly." He took off his hat and dipped.
"It was perfect. I now have two men's cum battling it out inside me for dominance. Yours and his." I dipped my finger along my inner thigh and stuck a gob of cum in my mouth, licking it off.
"Well, you're going to have two more soon enough."
"Two?" My eyes opened wide as my finger was frozen inside my mouth.
"Yup!" he nodded. "Stan and Don. They like to work as a tag-team."
Two guys at once? That sounded dreamy. "When do I start?"
"Whenever you're ready," he said as he pointed them out to me.
These two could've passed for Bo and Luke Duke. My heart pounded in my chest and I felt my pussy clench at the thought of the two of them having their way with me - at the same time.
"Well hello!" I said, sauntering up to them and offering them my hand. "Would you boys like some milk?"
The Farmer's Hucow 3
Nikita Storm
Wow, I couldn't believe that I had just been knocked up by two sexy, powerful cowboys. I smiled as I tasted their combined cum as it dribbled down my thighs. I could get used to this!
I knew that I was supposed to introduce myself to Stan and Don, the two toughest cowboys on the farm. But I was getting hungry and needed a few minutes to recuperate, so I stopped into the cafeteria and grabbed myself some delicious cake.
While I was eating, one of the Hucows came and sat down next to me. I'd seen her around, but hadn't had a chance to introduce myself yet.
"Hi," she said shyly, "I'm Penelope. Mind if I sit here?" she was carrying a tray that looked like enough food for three people. I guess producing all this milk was a drain on the body's resources. I looked her up and down. She was a pretty girl, about my height - which was very short - with long black hair and sparkly green eyes. She, too, was naked.
"Sure, I was just grabbing a quick bite to eat. My name's Amanda. But you can call me Mandy." I motioned to the seat next to me.
"Looks delish," she said as she plopped down. "So, are you a new recruit?" She asked as she grabbed a roll and buttered it. "I don't think I've seen you around."
I nodded. "I'm still in my initiation. How many rounds are there, anyway?"
"Three."
"Oh." I smiled and stuck the last bit of cake into my mouth. "Then after Don and Stan I guess I'll be --"
"Don and Stan?" Her mouth fell open and her eyes went wide.
"Yeah, is there something I should know about them?" I asked, suddenly wondering what she was worried about.
"Oh," she said, digging back into her dinner as though nothing had happened, "Nothing."
I put my arm on hers. "Penelope, if there's something I need to know, could you please tell me?"
She looked around the room pensively. "I don't know if I should be telling you this..."
I leaned closer. "Then whisper it. I swear I won't let anyone know you said anything."
Penelope took a deep breath, downed some of her juice and sighed. "All right. But you've got to swear on your titty milk."
Was that a thing? I almost laughed, but that probably would've scared her off. "I swear on my titty milk that I won't breathe a word of this to anyone."
"Okay." She didn't look entirely convinced, but leaned closer anyway. "They're not like the other cowboys."
"What do you mean?" I furrowed my brow.
"Shh!" Penelope held a finger to her lips. "They're a bit more...rough." Her voice dropped to a nearly inaudible level at the last word.
"Rough?" I raised my eyebrow.
She nodded. "I can't say much more than that. Just be prepared for a bumpy ride."
I wondered what on earth she was talking about. I mean, I expected slapping and spanking - how much rougher could it get? Never-mind, I wasn't sure I really wanted to know.
"Well," I said, standing up from the table as I threw my trash away, "Thanks for the warning."
She went back to eating her dinner as though the conversation had never happened. But I couldn't do that. I was expected to show up and would probably be punished for being late.
I stopped off at the ladies' room and expressed a bit of my milk into the sink as my breasts were starting to grow heavy and ache.
That was one thing about being a Hucow that I hadn't yet come to grips with. Often, I'd wake up in the middle of the night completely soaked in my own breast milk. Even after a long, hot shower it felt as though I was still covered in my own cream.
With a new sense of trepidation, I made my way to the stable where the pair were working. I knew absolutely nothing about them except they were best friends and were the farm's first cowboys.
Apparently they were part owners or something - it was hard to keep track. My heart raced swiftly in my chest, thumping madly against my ribcage as I approached them. I was able to get a good look at them before they noticed me in the shadows.
The tall one I knew was Stan. He was a very rugged-looking guy - he must've stood six-four and was a complete muscle machine. He sported short, dirty-blond hair, green eyes and looked like he could wrestle a bear.
Several tattoos stood out, even from as far away as I was. He was moving around some hay and I shivered with pure, unadulterated lust as I watched his sinewy muscles ripple. He pitched the heavy hay-bales around as though they were as light as feathers.
I then turned my attention to the shorter and studier Don. He looked like a mountain man - short, but covered in bulging muscles each larger than my arm. He had long, black hair, blue eyes and a rugged-looking beard. They both looked like they could snap someone in two if they were crossed.
I felt my hormones kick in as lust shivered through me. Even though I was already carrying the seed of two men inside my belly, I wanted theirs mixed in. I wanted more. I was becoming quite the whore!
I made eye-contact with Stan and knew that I was going to have to face the music. I thought of what Penelope said each step of the way. I shivered as I thought about some of the things that they might do to me.
"The new recruit's here." I heard Stan tell his friend and they both looked at me with greedy, lascivious eyes as I approached. It was all I could do not to tuck tail and run away from them.
"Hey guys!" I waved in their direction as I stepped into the barn. I was as nervous as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs and I had to try hard to keep my voice from cracking.
"You're late!" Don bellowed as he threw a bail of hay extra hard for emphasis.
"Oh, uh..." My adrenaline was pumping and my hands started to grow clammy. "I just stopped in for a bite."
I felt the slap across my face and my head spun with the force. Penelope was right, these guys were a bit rougher than the others. Stan stuck his hand in my pussy and pulled out a glob of semen.
"What's this?"
"It's...uh the cum from the other cowboys," I admitted.
"Go around back and wash it out. We don't take no sloppy seconds, do we, Stan?"
