Sample for himself

"A few more touches and you'll be complete! But that can wait! Right now, I need to sample the goods ... " In a whisper that you cannot hear, he mumbles, "... before they're ruined!"

You watch, as best you can in your current predicament, as the cowboy with the awesome physique circles you. His eyes devour you, like you're a piece of prime meat. Once more, he stands in front of you. His massive bulge seems so much bigger than you recall, seeing it snake at least halfway down his thigh. Inexplicably, you begin to salivate just imagining servicing the glorious manhood. It's overwhelming size, however, does cause you some panic.

You are so engrossed studying his manhood, that you are oblivious to the strange metal contraption in his hand. Before you are even able to register in your feeble brain what is happening, he has placed the metal contraption in your mouth, and fastened the leather strap behind your head!

'CLING, CLANG, CLANG, CLUNG' The sound of the cowbell rings in your head as you shake from side to side. The corners of your lips are pulled obscenely apart, and tight against your teeth. The sound of your protest is distorted, "Eeeeeeeewwwwwww" unable to make the sound of an 'M'.

"Relax JERSEY GIRL! We have to work on stretching that pretty little jaw of yours!" His voice is so smooth and comforting, yet you struggle to comprehend what's going on. 'Why do I need my jaw stretched?' you ponder, trying to plead and ask with your eyes. You know full well you are in no position to ask any questions, and can only hope he provides you with answers.

Unfortunately, the only answer you get is watching him produce a small tool, which he uses to ratchet a nearby screw on the oral device, opening it wider and wider. Panic fills your eyes as your mouth is opened into a grotesquely large oval. Tears begin to fill your eyes as your jaw is stretched to painful limits. No longer able to cry like a cow, "Ooohhhhhhhhhhhh" comes from your lungs, sounding like a wounded ghost. Saliva drips from your open mouth in copious amounts, drooling down your chin.

'Why is this happening?' Your vision now blurred by tears of pain, prevent you from pleading with your eyes for answers to your questions.

You're not sure how much time had passed, feeling like an eternity, but the blur of blue denim in front of you, signaled that the one you had trusted, turned tormentor, was there. His voice, once again, disturbingly smooth sounding, began to give you answers.

"You need a daily high dose of protein to maintain the protein-rich milk you are capable of producing. Studies have proven that the best source of protein is from fresh semen!"

Before you can even process what he has said, the glorious cock you had been staring at is shoved into your open, waiting, wet mouth. Even as stretched as you are, his cock fills your mouth completely. The heavenly taste of his manhood falls upon your tongue, the scent of his musk wafts into your flaring nostrils. His strong hands grip your head for leverage, and he begins pounding away mercilessly.

You are by no means a virgin, when it comes to blow jobs. But this is something totally new. He is fucking your mouth as if it were a cheap pussy. The mushroomed tip slams repeatedly at the back of your throat, threatening to poke through the back of your head. You feel your throat muscles stretch with each forceful plunge. Large dollops of spittle connect your mouth to his cock.

'CLING, CLING, CLANG, CLANG, CLUNG, CLING'

The sound of the cowbell is beginning to sound like a musical tune, ringing loudly each time his hips slam against your nose. You can feel heavy laden balls slapping against your chin with every thrust, which seems to go deeper and deeper into your throat. You can barely breathe, gasping for air whenever you can between thrusts, feeling as though you could pass out any second.

"Glug, glug, glug" The only sound coming from you, other than the cowbell is you gurgling around the girth of the penis pounding away.

You faintly hear a grunt over the cacophony of sounds and feel the prod pulsating wildly as it plunges to its deepest depths. Reflexively your throat muscles ripple along its length, milking the boiling contents to the tip, until it explodes! Rockets of thick man seed travel along your insides, a direct path into your hungry stomach. A searing warmth washes over you and you tremble with what feels like a mini orgasm!

Pulse after pulse of sustaining semen flow forth slowly filling your empty insides. You find yourself, actually sucking and swallowing every bit you can drain from this wonderful specimen, until there is no more left. You are reminded of how much air you need as he pulls out, your lungs burning as you gasp to refill them with much needed oxygen. Thick drools of saliva run from your mouth as he removes the device, your jaw now permanently stretched.

You now are thankful for the device, for his massive girth, would have surely ripped your mouth had it not been stretched properly. "Mooooooo" you coo appreciatively, elated that you were able to service and satisfy the man you'd been lusting after this whole time.

His soothing hand caresses your matted hair, patting your scalp.

"Oh! I'm not done with you yet, my little pet!"