Chapter Fifteen

“Don’t show them any mercy, Daddy.” Gabby whispered. “Tame these naughty brats and make them regret doubting your manly prowess.”

Liam groaned when she withdrew but soon reoriented on the two tremendously buxom nymphets staring at him in slack-jawed astonishment.

“Jesus, he’s… Gabby, how do you fit that monster inside you?!” Dixie gasped.

“Dibs!” Trixie chirped, flinging her top away and almost tripping in her haste to get at him. “Me first!”

Both brunettes were richly endowed. Their **** hourglass figures made them living caricatures of femininity with more bounce than an NBA world tour. Trixie’s western hat went flying when she lunged for his glistening length.

“Glooorp~!” The ravenous cow planted her gleeful face on Liam’s tip, swallowing several throat-plumbing inches with practiced aplomb.

He blinked, startled by the unexpected change in dance partners, and wondered where his baby girl had gone warm arms and wildflower perfume enveloped him from behind.

“Remember what I taught you about control, sir.” Gabby murmured, opening his coveralls and prying them off before hugging his bullish neck. “You’re not a dumb breeder. You have restraint. Fuck them into shape on your powerful Daddy dick before giving them your virile cum. Do it for your baby girl. Show them who’s boss. I love love you.”

Her doting presence reassured Liam, a safe harbor in the storm of lust tossing him about. With her at his back–quite literally–there was no way these tricksy heifers could unman him.

He felt mighty—an unstoppable ****. A bulwark these conniving cunts could break upon. Palming Trixie’s bobbing head, he crammed more of himself down her eager esophagus.

”Hrrrrrgh~!"

Dixie shook off her cock-induced stupor and sashayed forward, hungrily licking her beestung lips.

“Not as docile as expected, is he? Some sort of imprinting would be my guess. Clever but it won’t win the day, sis.” She stopped behind her slobbering twin, leaning in until her stupendous cleavage was couched on the sucking slut’s scalp. “How does she feel, stud? Does my sister’s tight throat feel good around your giant tool? I bet it does. She’s a consummate cum-guzzler. Like, a complete whore for getting skullfucked. She’s begging for it. Why don’t you give her what she wants?”

The up-and-down motions of her sister’s mouth sent ripples through those massive mammaries. Puffy pink peaks jostled for attention as she eye-fucked Liam hotly.

“Don’t listen to her Daddy. You’re in charge here. Always you.” Gabby nibbled on his ear, grinding her svelte pelvis into his spine with quiet gasps. “Take command. Don’t cum on their terms. Make them your personal cocksleeves.”

“You’ve got to be getting close.” Dixie crooned, blowing him a kiss. “No stud lasts long once my sister gets going. No need to hold back, feed her what she craves. Dump a fat load jizz straight into her tummy. I know you want to…”

“Glurg, glurk, glurg!”

Trixie’s wet, slurping noises formed a lewd backing track to the prurient proceedings. She didn’t fight or struggle when her twin pushed her deeper down his girth with the burden of those hefty honkers, but Liam was over this small-time horse shit.

He would do exactly what his baby girl suggested.

With a bellow that shook dust from the rafters, he rose to his feet and seized Dixie’s neck, lifting her with him. She kicked futilely at the air, and the sudden motion sent Trixie tumbling to the floor, freeing his monstrous manmeat to wave erratically.

“Yes, Daddy, yes!” Gabby trilled excitedly, still hanging from his neck and wrapping her legs around his waist.

“Seems like someone is too scared to play the game.” He growled, dragging her young corn-fed body near enough to smell the arousal pouring out of every pore. “Time to cough up or cash out, bitch.”

“You… you…” The words were choked off when Liam tore the gusset out of her tiny yoga shorts. The elasticated material was damp and shredded like crepe paper, exposing her bald mound and dewy cleft. “How are you… this shouldn’t be possible…”

“Shaddup. Heifers don’t talk. They get bred.”

Slapping her juicy rump, he manhandled Dixie into position atop his steely prick. Her thick thighs spread instinctually when he prodded her slick entrance, knees rising to the sides, wordlessly opening herself for him.

“Wha–what happened?” Trixie whined blearily, sprawled out on the ground. “Did we win?”

“Take her, Daddy. Make her yours!” Gabby hissed, stropping her cheek against his broad shoulders. “Look, she’s already dripping for you.”

With a bestial grunt, Liam sank the stupid cow onto his snatch-spearing immensity. Her silky folds parted slowly. Reluctantly. Surrendering inch by dick-strangling inch. She was impossibly snug and wailed like a banshee when he pierced her.

“HAAA~!! G-god… s-so fucking b-big!”

He wasn’t listening–just as Gabby insisted–and worked on cramming the babbling bovine bimbo full. Her grippy slit couldn’t withstand his persistent pressure, pushing her down until a bump deformed her flat abdomen. She arched and thrashed, her jumbo udders ricocheting wildly around the arm latched to her neck.

The sight made Liam feel strong–powerful for the first time in his measly existence. In command. Taking charge. All the things his darling baby girl said he was. He could feel her squirming on his back, her weight negligible, her liquid arousal painting his skin.

“She’s trying to steal you from me. Can you imagine?” She jeered, clinging like a spider monkey. “Punish her, Daddy. Discipline that uppity whore!”

The smithy felt stifling, as though the dead forge was blazing. The heat, Gabby’s floral scent, and the sensation of a tight fertile pussy wringing his shaft were intoxicating. Liam was lost to it all. Moving on autopilot. Eyes glazing, he pumped automatically into the howling heifer. Savoring every twitching convulsion of her overstuffed twat.

He desperately wanted to cum, to dump a steamy load in her breedable womb, but somehow he couldn’t. Couldn’t disappoint his precious Gabby, who took such pride in him. So he kept thrusting, pistoning pneumatically while his balls boiled with buckets of baby batter.

“Wow, you’re really giving Dixie the business, big guy.” Trixie crawled towards them. A ditzy grin graced her bruised lips, heavy udders sweeping the dusty floor. “This is still a team event, yeah? I’ll just park myself down here to taste all that creamy goodness y’all are wasting…”

Thick butt wagging, she slithered between Liam’s feet and extended her tongue to catch the frothy fluids leaking from their sluicing sexes. Gloopy droplets dappled her upturned face, splattering her flushed cheeks and chin, liberally showering the thirsty cumslut.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck… Yaaah! So g-good… sooo fucking d-deep!” Dixie jittered, her complexion turning an alarming shade of red, legs jammed straight out at right angles as Liam aggressively slammed her up and down his bull dick. “Oh faa-a-a-aark~!!”

The stupid cow’s voice hitched and quavered with every jackhammering gut punch, rising in pitch. His grasp on her neck and well-upholstered rear gave Liam all the leverage needed to use her like an inflatable sextoy–a cheap chunk of fuckmeat built to satiate his animal urges.

“You’re doing great, Daddy. Look at the ridiculous expression. You’re fucking her silly.” Gabby hugged him tighter, crushing her plump tits into his back as she bucked. “I know you want to blow your wad but hold off a while longer, ‘kay? Make her earn it. Christ, you’re rutting her like a total hunk, Daddy. It’s getting me sopping wet for you!”

“Mmmlurp~...” Trixie gargled giddily, greedy tongue swiping the foaming overflow from his nutsack. “When ish my thurn?”

“Soon, sister, real soon. Right after this noisy cunt admits defeat and thanks my big, handsome Daddy for banging her brainless.”

“Ah, goodie!”

Liam’s focus narrowed to a blunt point, jerking the ecstatically shrieking fuckcow onto him at a frenetic pace. Her buoyant curves were a blur, chocolate tresses flying, feather-light in his clutches. He was a beast—a machine. Ruthless and resolute with stamina for weeks. Memories of past weaknesses evaporated like water splashed on a hot griddle.

None of that mattered. History was for nerds. The here and now was more important. The present was like… a present, wasn't it?

And presently, he had a horny heifer gushing orgasmically all over his plunging bull prick…

“Oh shit. Oh fuck… NYAAAA~!!” Dixie screamed, squirting messily over her kneeling twin. “I-I’m cumming! Jesus, I’m c-cumming so goddam hard!”

Her battered cunt spasmed around Liam’s gratuitous girth, pulling and milking him to no avail. Drool ran in sluggish rivulets from sagging lips as her eyes rolled in their sockets. She looked like a stoner, utterly baked.

“Stupid cow slut.” He grunted, carelessly tossing her aside.

She flew off him with a wet slorp, landing in a boneless, giggling heap on the cement floor. Trixie gasped when his glistening shaft landed smack on her forehead, measuring its length from her cum-covered chin to well past her crown.

Fear and excitement clouded her blushing expression, tinged with uncertainty.

“Um, how ‘bout we call this one a draw, sis? That way, everyone wins! I’m always keen for a deep dicking, but… uh, this might be more than I can handle alone. Show a lil’ mercy?”

“Nope.” Gabby stated emphatically. “The terms are set. Get her, Daddy!”

Yanking her chestnut hair, Liam tilted the nervous heifer’s head back to drag his leaking tip across her flushed cheeks. Nostrils flaring, she went cross-eyed, tracking the wet trail until he was glossing her pouty lips with pearly precum. Tapping it there, he waited impatiently.

“You gonna do something or just sit there like an idiot?” Liam grumbled, giving her a stern dick-slapping. “Don’t got all day.”

He didn’t like how obtuse this young cow was behaving. Cattle were herd creatures and the bull ruled the roost… or was that chickens?

Shit, it was an effort to think clearly when his balls were bluer than Papa Smurf.

Fortunately, his baby girl came to the rescue, dismounting him to crouch behind her sister and cruelly pinch her cheeks.

“C’mon, Trixie. Aren’t you always boasting about what a champion cock-sucker you are?” She’s lost the summer dress at some point, wearing only her cowgirl boots and a barely-there white thong strung high over her luscious haunches. “Weren’t you trying to snatch a taste of him earlier? Here’s your chance. Smells incredible, don’t he? Imagine how good it’ll be, copping a bellyful of this scrummy seed…”

Gabby wiped a finger through the copious spend and slurped the sticky digit clean with moaning appreciation, spurring Trixie’s tongue to dart out and…

“Oooommmmhhh~!”

That small sample was the loose pebble that triggered a landslide. The brunette’s pupils dilated, wide as saucers, and her pornstar body shook. Seconds later, she was hoovering Liam’s turgid enormity with gurgling gusto. He groaned when she gobbled fully half of him down her strict esophagus.

“There, see? Knew you’d enjoy it. I certainly do.” Gabby said, watching on proudly. “My daddy is the best. He fucks and fills me whenever I ask. He’s growing stronger and more potent every day. Soon he’ll make all other livestock look like puny wimps. Ya’ll will be queuing for rides on his alpha bullmeat.”

“Mmm-hmm! Yesh, sithter…”

Satisfied, she strutted over to Liam, docking her nakedness against his side and pulling him in for a passionate kiss. Their tongues mingled. Flowery perfume permeated his senses, and, for a moment, the world consisted entirely of her.

Her softness.

Her kindness.

The way she made everything simpler. Easier...

The way she blew the storm clouds of anxiety away, leaving him diamond-hard to mindlessly facefuck disobedient cumcows into oblivion.

”Urk, urk, gah!”

Frowning at the noisy distraction, Liam glanced at the bovine bimbo deepthroating him to discover Gabby’s hand forcing her slobbering skull down further.

“It’s alright, Daddy. This silly ninny likes it rough, that’s her weakness.” The blonde bombshell chuckled, kissing along his solid jawline. “Don’t go easy. She has to respect your position above her. In charge of her. Owning her cocksucking mouth until she’s your devoted throatpuppet.”

He chuffed, actual language escaping him under the burden of brain-melting lust, groping her bubble butt possessively. His fingers dug into her abundant ass crack, tearing the gossamer thong away, gaining access to her moist little pussy.

She practically melted when he slid two beefy digits into her wetness.

Their tongues danced again. Frenzied and **** for each other. Liam’s glutes flexed as he slammed the gagging face Gabby was shoving onto his heinous girth.

She was his. Her sister was merely a toy to be used for their pleasure. A fleeting fancy. A fuckdoll who Liam felt he should probably knock up at some point.

He was their bull, after all.

What else was he meant for but breeding cow sluts?

Trixie was almost swallowing him in entirety now–an astounding feat that distended her neck like a sausage casing. She shook and shivered, drooling saliva over his balls, her complexion beet-red from oxygen deprivation. Plush thighs parted, the spunk-hungry cunt’s fingers were buried in her yoga shorts, diddling her soaking folds while **** on Liam’s superfluous shaft.

“Look at her. That titty-whore has completely forgotten the particulars of our bet.” Gabby gasped, writhing deliciously against him. “Make her squirt, Daddy. Hammer her into a quivering fuck-puddle for me, please? Then you can cum. We’ll all cum together!

“N-no, wait…” Dixie slurred drunkenly, slowly stumbling towards them. “Trixie, you can’t–”

”HMMMNFF~!!"

Too late. Muffled cries of rapture reverberated through Liam’s plunging hard-on as Trixie crested her peak in a bone-shaking climax that wrenched him to the very brink of release.

She thrashed and convulsed. A dark wet spot bloomed on her tiny shorts. Liam huffed her fertile scent causing his cock to lurch in the cowslut’s skin-tight throat. Yet, throughout the protracted orgasm, she never stopped nursing at him until Gabby wrenched her off with a lip-smacking pop.

“Oooh, shit. He really fucked me up.” The ditzy bitch giggled vapidly, tripping into a drolling heap atop her twin sister, taking them both to the floor in a confused jumble of fat tits and asses.

Gabby quickly took her place, rapidly pumping his unmanageable size with two delicate hands. It was thoroughly lubed, yet his baby girl’s fingers couldn’t completely circle the unsurpassed circumference.

“You did great, Daddy, we won!” She cheered, pointing him at her impressive chest. “Now cum for me. Give me the first jet of that yummy Daddy spunk.”

Like a beast breaking its chains, Liam roared in relief, spewing an unholy amount of molten seed onto her extraordinary rack. The first volley splattered across those heavenly spheres, making them jiggle hypnotically from the impact.

“There’s so much of it. Mmmm… Thank you, Daddy!”

With a sharp swing of her body, Gabby turned to aim his firehose at her struggling siblings. Liam’s mental landscape went supernova as ecstasy blasted out of him in geysering torrents. Head lolling and muscles clenching, he succumbed to the blinding bliss, letting it flow in energetic bursts without end.

Countless ropes arced through the air, landing like artillery fire on the tangled twins. They splashed across Trixie’s upturned rump. Rained down on Dixie’s lovely face and hair. Splattered the squealing girls’ smooth limbs and thick curves in a ceaseless barrage.

“Holy fuck. How can he produce… Gah! Get off me, sis! Stop licking up his–Mlurrp!” A gluey shot silenced Dixie’s cries, targeting her protesting mouth with unerring precision.

Trixie dove in to claim the prize from her lips until they were snowballing it back and forth with urgent moans. Their bounteous, spunk-drenched forms tossed and churned together as they swapped Liam’s plentiful splooge.

“There you go, Daddy. Relax. Let it all out. I’m here for you. Your darling baby girl adores her big, strong protector.”

Gabby’s loving praise and stroking hands calmed Liam’s roiling emotions. His lids grew heavy, creaking shut. The last sight emblazoned on his vision was of two super-stacked young heifers wallowing in a pool of sparkling jizz.

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A big shout-out to supporter VoidGolem for suggesting this sexy tale and brainstorming smutty ideas with me. Advanced chapters—in fact, all 10k words of part four of this story—are available on my BuyMeACoffee page for the low price of a hot cuppa. Cheers, and happy reading!