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Chapter 25
by Deadedge
Obviously you
Need to fuck her to wake her.
You press forward with your arm, pushing on her crotch with your palm, and she slowly rolls onto her back. She sighs when your hand moves off her pussy, but you quickly get between her legs, her knees raised while her hooves stay on the bed. Your erection lays on top of her puffy, leaking vagina, the one you already filled last night multiple times yet can’t wait to fill again first thing this morning. Your head rubs along her warm, velvety slit only twice before you have to push into her, have to give this sleeping beauty your cock. You groan and she flares her nostrils as you plunge into the cowgirl’s slick cunt. She clenches around you when you’re bottomed out, your hips flush against her thick ass. She's so hot and still leaking, you can feel the cool dampness of the sheets on your knees.
Sable’s long silver hair covers her eyes and you brush the strands away, wanting to see her beautiful features while you fuck her. You start slowly at first, enjoying every inch of her heated depths, your thrusts angled and deliberate. You see Sabel’s soft breaths **** out of her with each deep lunge, the faint pulling sensation of her pussy feeling like she needs you deeper still. You oblige her **** body and start to move your hips harder, her tightening hole making you groan as she squeezes your length. Sable is making noise too, soft moans coming from her lips while the lower pair squelch with her natural arousal. You wonder if you can make her cum in her sleep… the notion confusing your own instincts. You want to fuck her hard… so hard… just like she loves it, but then that would definitely wake her… so maybe keep it slow? She starts to murmur now, her pleasure starting to to rouse her... and the notion disappears.
Her face squeezes around her smile and you see her eyelids start to open and you dig your cock more freely, feeling how her pussy squeezes you while her brain catches up to her body. Her golden eyes flutter open and she tries to focus on your presence, the warmth spreading all over body making it hard for her mind to really latch onto anything… until her hands latch onto your hips.
“Oh Jon,” she moans, gripping you with her cunt and making you growl. “Oh my god yes... good morning… ohhh...“
“Very good morning,” you reply with a smile, leaning down to finally taste her mouth. She hums against your lips, tongue eager to reunite with yours, and she closes her eyes, both to enjoy that comfortable heavy feeling of keeping your eyes closed after just waking up and to enjoy how your raging morning wood saws in and out of her drenched channel. She puts a hand on top of your head then, sighing as your kiss breaks, leading your lips down to her chest. You mouth your way to her offered nipple and you make her moan again as you draw out the first squirt of warm milk from her teat. You swallow thirstily and she refills your mouth as fast as you can drink. Looking up from your feeding you see Sable watching you with half opened eyes, her pink cheeks showing through the fine fur on her face. The intimacy of this embrace makes you ever harder, and feeling how turned on you are turns her on even more and she leaks all over. Her milk starts spilling out of the corner of your lips and try to keep up with the flow but it’s a bit too much to handle. You **** a little and have to detach from her nipple, spluttering milk all over Sabel’s tits.
“Oh Jon I’m sorry,” she coos, rubbing her soft hand on your cheek and gently wiping your chin with her thumb. Her expression is a mixture of concern and lust, rocking while you continue to fuck the cow, each thrust now making her teats send a light spray of milk onto your chest. You can’t believe she’s the one apologizing to you, what with you fucking her while she was asleep, but you see the need in her eyes. You lean in again and give her a taste of herself and she moans happily, licking your chin as you pull away to breathe. You then grab a hold of each of her full tits with each hand and squeeze, making her moo as you fuck her good and hard and you grin at the reaction. She starts to convulse, her cunt squeezing your cock and making you wince with how amazing the pressure and weight of her feels. She shakes, her tits still pulsing in your palms like they have their own heartbeats, warm creamy liquid running down your arms while you keep thrusting into her orgasm. “I want yours,” she wheezes, breathless now but managing to make herself heard through her trembling voice. “Please? Let me drink yours…” she begs. You grit your teeth and pull out of her immediately, holding your body stiffly for a moment, feeling the coolness of the air hitting your utterly drenched cock. A few more thrusts and you would have been filling her cunt… but she wanted it somewhere else. You need to take a few seconds to calm down and she lets you, watching you with a smile while stroking your arm. You don’t rest for too long though and as she straightens her legs you straddle your way up her body until you’re almost sitting on her pillowy chest. She props her head up with another pillow and licks her lips, staring at your glistening cock, before she uses her long tongue to pull you into her mouth.
“Oh fuck… Sable...” you groan, gripping onto the headboard as she engulfs your entire length. You’ll never not be impressed by how a cow can suck you off, her long snout easily taking all of you and her thick tongue able to caress and squeeze every throbbing inch. She slurps hungrily for your cum, humming around your cock, chin grinding your testicles, her hands on your ass and squeezing your cheeks like you were squeezing her tits just a few seconds ago. You’re ready to pop and you take a deep breath. “I’m gonna come Sable… oh babe… I’m gonna fuckin cum,” you croak, knowing how she loves to hear the announcement, before unleashing into her throat. She gurgles appreciatively, still lapping at your shaft with her tongue, stroking you within her mouth. She pulls her head back slightly, lips still tight around your bulging girth, wanting to feel you fill her mouth. Her eyes rolling at the taste of your thick cum she sucks what she can right out of you, spurt after hot spurt, and you feel what it’s like to be milked. The handful of hours of sleep you managed to have after last night replenished your balls readily, but she makes quick work of your morning round and finally pops you out of her wet lips and stifles a quiet burp.
You sag, the strength leaving your legs, and slide down her body, coming to rest with her arms wrapped around you and her head in the crook of your neck. You can hear her sucking at her teeth, making sure she doesn’t waste a drop of you, then you take her chin and tilt her mouth up to meet yours. The kiss is long and sticky and she sighs with satisfaction when it’s over. You both sink into bed, the feeling of your warm bodies against each other still more comfortable than the dampness of the sheets for now.
“Best wake up ever,” states Sable happily, her fingers caressing your chest as yours run through her long silky hair.
“I hope that was okay,” you add, though it obviously was.
“I love it,” she says, kissing your neck. “I’m here for you to use me, Jon. I told you that. Use me however you want… whenever… I could be getting bred by Bruce and if you wanted to use me then I’d jump off his cock and straight onto yours…mmmm...” She hums at the thought and you feel your waning erection throbbing back to life already. You had been drinking extra fuck farm cow’s milk after all.
“If only I could breed you,” you say, jokingly this time, the impossible scenario now a sort of running joke between you and Sable.
“Well we can keep trying,” she adds with a laugh.
“I might be ready to try again right now,” you say. She looks up at you lovingly then kisses you with need. She pauses from her tongue work and you open your eyes, seeing her ears twitch and then she sniffs. Sable pulls away reluctantly.
“I think your mother’s made breakfast already,” she says, sitting up and smelling toast in the air. There’s almost a frown on her face. “She did it without me…”
“You don’t need to help with breakfast, Sabe,” you tell the cowgirl as she slides out of the bed. “You already work on the farm. You don’t need to help out around the house.” You’re **** to get off the bed too as Sable pulls the wet sheets out from under you, collecting them under her arm. She wipes down her body with the bedding while she’s at it, then makes sure to get all the spilt milk off your chest as well. “Sabe,” you say firmly, grabbing her wrist and making her pause. “Stop.” She blinks at you and kisses you again, an effective tactic to daze you for a few seconds with the wonderful taste of her mouth.
“I don’t feel right staying up here without helping out,” she says, already starting to head out of the bedroom with your dirty sheets. “And I wanted to make you some human breakfast.”
“You just fed me some breakfast,” you tell her with a smile and but she only smiles back before opening the door into the hallway. You sigh as you follow her out and admire the hypnotic sway of her heart shaped ass. Catching up to her you grab a firm handful and she giggles then gasps at the threshold of the upstairs laundry.
“Well good morning, Sable,” says Betty in a short shirt and shorter shorts, holding the open washing machine lid with one hand, the other resting a half-full hamper on her hip. You peek out behind the pale cow and grin at your older sister.
“Morning Betty,” you both say. She smiles at you, noticing your nakedness but very used to it now, and reaches for the sheets in Sable’s arms.
“Another messy morning huh?” she notes as she takes the dirty laundry and stuffs them into the machine. She tilts the hamper to show the freshly washed, still damp sheets that she had just removed. “I’m guessing you put these in last night too.”
Sable turns her gaze bashfully to the floor and you crowd in, wrapping your arms around her slim waist and resting your chin on Sable’s shoulder. Your already stiff cock rests between her tight buns and her tail slides nervously across your stomach.
“Yep,” you admit to your sister, shameless and remembering how you needed to change the sheets after last night’s wet and wild rutting. You ended up fucking Sable in the laundry too, wiping up her mess from the floor tiles afterwards with the same sheets.
“Let me hang up the washing,” Sable insists, but your sister turns the hamper away from the eager helper cow.
“Breakfast is ready,” Betty says, shutting the lid of the washer then putting the hamper on top. She shoos you both out with with her hands and you turn Sable around by the shoulders. Your sister slaps you lightly on your bare ass for good measure before following you both down stairs to the kitchen.
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