Continue to let Bibbi use your mouth

All you want to do is make Bibbi cum with your tongue and you lap at her eagerly. You manage to lift your neck and slide your tongue further up her slit and find the chicken's clit. You start sucking on it in earnest, or try to, but you end up gasping for breath as the tight pussy around your cock squeezes down harder around you. Grace's continuing orgasm makes her cluck with animal urgency and you produce a similar sound from Bibbi as you latch onto her swelled bud. Hips thrusting as best as they can you want to try and bring all of the girls you're serving to climax at the same time. It would be impossible of course, not on your second day in the Barn anyway, but you're determined to try.

The petite chick riding you gives a final strangled 'buckaw!' as she starts to lay her egg. You even feel the shell tap the tip of your cock before she falls off of you and into the hay. Somewhere between your legs she kicks and shakes as the accompanying orgasm trundles through her and you hear a soft sound when the egg is squeezed out of her pussy. It rolls and the warm wet thing stops on your thigh, the shell hard.

A weight is lifted off of your right leg and moves to take Grace's place, the wet spot left behind cooling from he air. Still blind with Bibbi's thighs pressed against your ears you don't remember who it was but feel their hands grip onto your wet cock. This girl doesn't tease and sticks you into her sopping cunt eagerly. You groan into the feathery muff, the heavier chicken grinding on your cock as she gets balls deep.

Bibbi is humping your face now and you eat at her deliciousness with equal fervor. Your chin overflows, her fluids running down your neck and staining the hay you lay on. There's a deep vibration that you sense on the tip of your tongue and Bibbi cries out.

"Here it comes!" she groans, her knees parting. The pressure is relieved around your head and lets you move more freely to get back to her clit and nurse on her most sensitive spot. She is already shaking with her orgasm and she grabs a fistfull of your hair, not to pull you away but to keep her balance. Her other hand presses onto you chest as she raises herself slightly and you get to see her oozing pussy clearly now. Her lips are opening and you spot whiteness fill the slit.

There is a staccato clucking from further down and you can finally see who's riding your cock. The girl bouncing on you has a thinner waist than the rest and her long long legs are spread so far she's almost doing the splits. You can't see her face but of course it's tall Gabby. There's not much time to process this and you flick your eyes back up to Bibbi's self-spreading pussy. The egg looks enormous from your vantage point and juices squirt out around it and onto your face as the chicken pushes it out of her. Your mouth hangs open, jaw sore, tongue out, wanting to taste all of her. Her stuttering sounds of ecstasy reach a cresendo as the thickest part of the egg stretches her out. Bibbi seems to hold onto the dripping shell, barely an inch from falling into your open mouth, legs trembling. Then it slips from her and you catch the giant egg for a moment. It bangs off your teeth and rolls to the floor, next to your head and the following splatter of Bibbi's juices covers your face. She falls onto your mouth again and you lap at her but she tips to the side, sprawling onto the straw exhausted instead.

You're a little disappointed that you're not sucking on that sexy chicken's cunt any more but now you're treated to the full view of Gabby rocking on your cock. She's like a lithe sex goddess as she moves her hips, her hands sliding over her supermodel body and long green crest swaying. Grace has recovered enough to crawl up behind one of the girls on your arms, stroking their tits and watching Gabby ride you.

Gabby arches her back, pulling you deep inside of her and squeezes her tits. She's shuddering, powerful orgasm tensing her muscles, feathers rippling. Along with her pussy clamping around your cock being an amazing feeling her body seizing, arms twisting around her incredible form is enough to make you cum. You grunt as you spurt into her, your own arms shaking as your fingers that are buried within Gothel and Piper flex. You're not sure if you should have warned Gabby about it but her eyes fly open when she feels you, her piercing green gaze locking you in place while your twitching cock keeps painting her insides. Her eyes roll back and she climaxes again and you feel her pussy pump more seed out of your balls. She collapses on top of you, her crest falling onto your face, damp with sweat. Your cock has been released from her drenched cunt but she continues to writhe against you, cries trapped in her throat as the followup orgasm pulses through her like intermittent shockwaves. Her tits press into you as she lifts her ass up, pushing the eggs past her lips. There's a wet sound as it falls out of her and she groans. Your heart skips a beat, feeling the wind move past your greasy dick where the egg drops and bounces off your inner thigh. You feel it roll to a stop by your knee where Bobbin is grinding her seeping pussy to hard she's probably leaving a mark.

Her fingers are gripping your thigh so hard there are probably hand prints there too. Gabby seems to quickly refind her strength and lifts herself, swinging her long lets off of you and moving aside. She sees how horny Bobbin is and grabs the girls arm to pull her off your leg. The smaller breasted chicken is obviously shyer than the rest but the other hens always seem happy to make sure she doesn't miss out.

"Come on Bobbin," Gabby purrs as the shorter crested chicken is dragged in closer. You can see the trail of fluid she's leaving from your leg as she approaches. Bobbin blinks when she sees your cock and she takes it with her hand, stroking it gently. Having your penis receiving this kind of attention so soon after you came used to be a mildly unpleasant experience, but you find that this is no longer the case. Your cock is still hard in fact, and Bobbin using your cum and Gabby's clear egg fluids like lube feels amazing along your shaft. She clucks her tongue excited, moving her crotch over yours. She's foaming down there, she worked her juices into a literal lather as she humped your leg. You're immediately added into her warm mixture as she sinks onto your cock. The chicken orgasms immediately and your eyes go wide, watching her sexy shudder. The others who are paying attention titter at how close she already was just from rubbing her clit on your knee. Her pussy still twitching Bobbin manages to move her hips, grinding into you as her first orgasm starts to fade. You lay your head back with a sigh, still feeling how tight and wet she is to the fullest degree, your senses not dulled at all, nerves still sparkling against the chicken's friction. You start thrusting now and she bawks, gripping onto your thighs to stay on you as if she was riding a bucking bronco. God what you wouldn't give to see a horse fuck this chicken with its massive cock. Your intrusive thought get interrupted as Piper pulls herself off your arm.

Since Gothel seems content for now to stay in Grace's embrace while you finger her, she watches as Piper takes up Bibbi's prior position, only she's facing away from you. Once again you're assailed by that most delicious of smells as the blue crested chicken's warmed up pussy lowers onto your face. Her tail feathers shade your forehead and you feel someone else's beak on your now free hand, tongue licking at the cream Piper left behind.

You get a taste of it from the source now and groan, the returning to this feathery feast making your cock throb. Bobbin trills, feeling your excitement. You retrieve your fingers from whoever was licking them, their disappointed voice clearly recognizable as Bibbi's.

"Just kiss me," you hear Piper say, and there's the odd sound of lips smacking, just like you would hear from normal lips kissing. You wish you could see this but with Piper's ass in your face you have little to complain about. You stick a finger into her while you lick her pussy and she humms. Noticing her asshole, a separate orifice she gains thanks to morphing, you divert your efforts. "Oh my god," she pipes, as you start tonguing her tightest hole. "He's licking my..oh my god... aahh...aah!"

"Oh my god that's hot," Bobbin moans, your thighs clenched tightly in her hands, her pussy sliding up and down your cock at speed. Feeling a pressure on your fingers while you're still furiously fingering Piper you shove in harder and she is quickly brought to an ass jiggling orgasm. She shoots forward, coming off your fingers and tongue, grabbing onto Bobbin's shoulders as she lifts herself to her feet, legs spread on either side of your rib cage. Once again you are treated to front row seats of an egg laying and Piper's cry is long and drawn out as she gets stretched. She can keep her legs remarkably steady even as they tremble and her wet lips grip the widening shell. Just before her eggs drops you feel and hear Bobbin's climax hit. Your entire body is moved by her shaking and pops off of your cock at the same time Piper's egg hits your chest. It safely rolls down and over your shoulder, smearing her translucent chicken juices all over you.

Bobbin lays in the straw gasping as she starts to push her egg out and you have to sit up to watch, Gothel joining in and freeing up your hand at last. The punky chicken gets onto all fours to get a closer look at her den mate's pussy, covered in your cum that starts to coat her oncoming egg.