Finish the job

You stroke Daffodil's big round butt. Her fur is a lot shorter than Carmel's, glossy and smooth and jet black. Parting her cheeks you see how amazingly pink her lips are, nestled in the darkness of her exposed crotch. Running your hand through the shiny fur you realise it's also deeply wet, kind of hard to tell just from looking, but you're starting to learn how quickly these cows get ready for you.

"Sloppy seconds," she says, looking over her shoulder at your creamy cock. She slurps up her drool, giving you a quick view of her long pink tongue as it flickers around her lips.

"Do you mind?" you ask, getting into position behind her. You run your thumb along her slit and she shivers against your pressure.

"I'd prefer it in my mouth," she says, considering her options. "But a secondhand creampie sounds good too." The enticing wiggling of her butt has your cock homing in on her slick hole. You slide into her, depositing the cum runoff into her channel in one stroke. "Ho... auhh... fuck... cum fuck... you're gonna cum fuck me..." moans Daffodil as you fill her. You're amazed at how good it feels to be inside her, still as sensational as being in the first two cows. There's no discomfort for you at all even though you just ejaculated moments ago. You dare say that you might even be able to keep going beyond a second time ... with that in mind you start to fuck the black cow.

You look down at her big bovine butt, your fingers deep in her flesh, watching her lips grip your cock whenever you pull out. Despite her oral fixation Daffodil loves getting fucked. You feel her getting drenched between her legs, her gasping more pronounced than the others. The milk extractors are working overtime to collect all the milk she is producing with how stimulated she is. You just want to make her cum and cum hard, the farmer part of you interested in maximising the harvest, the pervert cow fucker in you wanting to feel her climax around your cock. Seeking hands glide over her furry pelvis until they find the front of her dripping cunt. Your fingers run through the soaked hair and she pushes her ass back against you, knowing what you're looking for.

"Mooooo..." she moans, shuddering as you touch her clitoris. You circle the area around her clit as you focus on making sure she is well fucked, building her up predictably. "Ahh... you're so good... so good.. ahhh! Sable!" she calls out to her neighboring stallmate, realising her end was near. "Make him cum ...cum quick... so I can... taste...hi-... aahhhH! MOOOOO!" The black cow rocks on you as the orgasm trundles through her body. You hold onto her writhing body with one arm as you keep rubbing her clit and fucking her. You're surprised at your strength, feeling like you could actually swing this cow girl around like a fuck toy if she wasn't stuck in a hole in the wall and attached to a milking machine.

You look over at the waiting Sable, or just her big white and gray ass anyway, stamping impatiently, horny as fuck from hearing the first three cows get serviced. Daffodil melts as her final convulsions shudder through her and you ease her weight onto the wall. Your cock slips out of her and slaps against your stomach wetly, still hard. "Makehimcum...makehimcum..." she mutters, repeating the mantra and hoping her neighbor can finish you off. You're sure she can because you felt you were getting close with Daffodil's tight squeeze around you just moments ago.

"Finally," sighs Sable as you take her tail in one hand and use it to pull her ass closer to you. You catch a string of her lubricating fluids as it drips out of her with your cock, using it to rub her entrance open. Her sex is like a furnace against the cool wetness on the head of your cock and knowing how ready this cow undoubtedly is you push into her firmly. Sable's moan is guttural and long, vocalising her relief and the pleasure from simply being filled with human cock. Her pussy twitches then grips you, squeezing. You're amazed by the feeling and the control this young cow has of her pelvic floor. You start fucking her, her slit like warm butter letting you glide in and out with ball slapping ease. She breathes steadily, prepared to let you fuck her for a while, the whirring suction of the milk machine growing. Every now and then you tug at her tail and feel all of her lower muscles clench, making her cunt tighter still. A strangled groan escapes her throat every time you pull her back, bottoming her out on your cock.

"I remember raising you..." you say, your free hand rubbing her lower back and pushing her onto you. "I remember you morphing... seeing your body grow into this..." You admire her youthful, narrow waist and the way it flares into her thick behind. "That was over a year ago. You had smaller tits then, but I thought you were the sexiest cow in the paddock," you continue, thrusting harder. Sable can't help it any more and looks back at you as you plough her. She tries to shake away the long silver hair falling over her face but it's difficult with how much you rock her body. Her gold-brown eyes hold your gaze, her incredibly long lashes fluttering, and your admission keep coming. "I must've jerked off to your image in my head for months."

"Oh god," she moans, bucking back onto you forcefully at that, making you grunt as she squeezes your cock.

"Ahh... yeah. And then you got bred," you say, shaking your head and trying to concentrate on telling your story. "I don't even remember which bull it was-"

"Bruce," she says, eyes closing for a moment. "It was Bruce's. Unnhh..moo..." Her hand grips onto the side of the window as she tries to straighten, twisting her torso a bit so she can keep watching you, so you can keep seeing the faces she makes as you fuck her.

"Bruce got you pregnant," you add, breath growing ragged. You get a flash of the big black bull's enormous erection being caressed by your twin sister for some reason and feel yourself throb. "You got pregnant. And your belly began to swell. And so did your tits..." The noise of milking machines is like a low roar to the background of your animal rutting sounds. "But you were still so goddamn hot throughout it... and then when you had your first calf-"

"You held my hands," she moans, interrupting you. "I was scared... but you were there...ooh Jon... " Your pace hasn't really increased that much over the course of serving Sable but you're thrusting hard. You realise you're covered with sweat. And you did remember holding her hands. You remember trying not to stare at her tits as you kept her calm while she went through her first birthing.

"Then after that... fuck you got even hotter," you growl, grabbing a handful of her long silver mane. You pull her head back and she moans in surprise then delight. "You started milking and your tits were perfect. Everyday I just wished I could suck on them. To fuck them. To fuck your mouth. To fuck your perfect pussy." You punctuate each statement by pulling her tail and her hair and she cries out with such ecstasy her whole body vibrates.

"Yess! I wish you could've fucked me! Fucked me then! Fucked me when I was still a heifer!" It almost feels like Sable's cunt is trying to crush you but you're so hard and she's so wet. "I wish you could've bred me! I wish you could fuck a calf in me, Jon!"

"Me too Sable," you growl, her passion igniting your loins. "I wish I could fuck a baby into you. I would try every day. I would fuck you every fucking day for the rest of your life. I would fill your cunt every day!"

"Yes give it to me, please," she moans desperately. "Give it to me, Jon. Jon let me feel it! Please! I need your cum! I need it!"

You roar as you give in to her needs and yours and erupt. Your cum pumps out of your cock with such **** it feels like air is sucked out of your stomach and all you can think to do is keep thrusting. Sable's pussy is like one of the milking machines as she climaxes around your spurting cock. You feel a suction from her churning cunt and curl her tail around your hand and grab another handful of her hair. You make sure to empty your balls into the cow, pulling her tail and hair as you fuck her, making her howl, her spasming channel clenching as you continue to paint it white.

You almost black out at the intensity of that orgasm but blink your vision back into focus hearing a voice to your side.

It's Daffodil, hopping in her stall, having recovered somewhat after her orgasm.

"Let me taste! Let me taste! You promised!" she calls urgently. You automatically take a step back, the sound of your cock springing out of Sable's well fucked pussy making you look down. The gray cow is limp against the wall, knees askew. And your erection, covered in cum, is still strong, small shockwaves throbbing through it and making small droplets fall off. The black cow is stomping in her stall and it prompts you to move around the wall to the face side. You pass Sable, half sleeping and in a daze, hanging out of her window with a supremely satisfied smile across her face, and stand in front of Daffodil. She's grinning from ear to ear then stretches her neck out. Your eyes widen at her enormous, fleshy pink tongue as it snakes from her open mouth and wraps around your cock. She slurps you in and you need to step forward, knee knocking one of the suction tubes to one side as your entire length is slid into the cow's long mouth.

The black cow sucks and swallows the runoff that was on your shaft, cleaning you up immediately, then she begins nursing your cock in her mouth, that tongue gently trying to coax more sperm from you. You hold her head and sigh with enjoyment, the new sensations of her hot wet mouth and twisting tongue bringing you over the edge. The fact that she can make you cum again so quickly, and that you still have more to give her, astounds and amazes you and you can't help but thrust into her throat. You pump six or seven ropes into her eager maw and finally your legs start to shake. She grabs onto your thighs to steady you, her magical tongue still working your length until your balls start to ache. As if sensing this Daffodil unsheathes you, slowly, slurping loudly all the while, until you pop out of her snout. She lets out the tiniest little burp then hums, satisfied.

You stagger backwards, bumping into one of the canisters. Luckily it's so heavy with creamy milk that you couldn't have knocked it over. You lean on it for support as you catch your breath.

"Very nice work," says Bluebelle, smiling at you. "Your first solo milking and the canisters were filled in no time." You look over to the heavy metal containers and note that they are all indeed full. It's like realising that the next stage of this task is ready to go brings strength back into your legs and you automatically go through the motions to move the milk.

You detach the suctions from Bluebelle's teats and she sniffs at your sweaty musk. "Mmm... you could make me fill three canisters," she says, stroking your arm. "Look at you. Still so hard." Of course you smile, and you get similar words of praise from the rest of the girls as you free their nipples. But being the dutiful farm boy you have work to do and try your best to ignore the still horny cow girls' solicitations as they start to leave. You do accept a kiss from Sable before she steps out, and her saliva is so sweet you have a hard time pulling away.

You absently lick at the milk run off on your fingers as you move the canisters into storage and the morning's batch of cows return to the paddock.