Breeding Time at the Hucow Farm Ch. 04

'If you want to wait, you can. But you look like you need this now, Jess. You'll be bred by many bulls in your life. Mark can wait a little longer for his second chance.'

I did need it now. Oh god did I need a cock right now. His hands caressed my rump as he pulled me in close to him. His cock pressed into my stomach. It was so warm and hard.

'I...I...' My legs were slick with trails of my juices.

'What did you tell me a few months ago about a list of bulls you wanted to breed you?' he asked me before kissing my neck. He moved to my side, his hand fondling my teat and his cock pressing so firmly into my hip.

I did want him to breed me. Our mating sessions had always been so incredible. He was a beast who had always taken me so powerfully, and now he was about to breed me; make me his. But what about Mark. He had already given me a beautiful calf and he would surely give me another.

I couldn't wait. I was an animal in heat and needed a bull desperately.

My fingers wrapped around Ethan's hip behind me and I lead him toward the bed. I looked back over my shoulder at him, feeling his powerful cock resting against the soft flesh of my rump, waiting to enter me.

'Breed me.'

He didn't need any more encouragement. He bent me over the bed and I felt his cock head pierce my swollen lips. I was right, he slid straight into me. All nine inches as thick as my wrist.

He grabbed my hips and pulled my rump back hard against him until I could feel his leathery balls tickling the inner sides of my thighs.

He withdrew and slammed back into me, eliciting a cry of ecstasy from me. This felt so dirty. Mark was supposed to breed me, and yet here I was, with Ethan deep inside me, about to shoot his seed into my womb and breed me good. Mark would understand, surely. He could breed me next heat. For now I was Ethan's.

'Oh, Oh! Yes!' I moaned as he pounded into my rump. His balls slapping against me with as much force as his cock.

'Yes! Yes, Ethan! Breed me!' I begged.

He responded with passionate thrusts, crashing into me again and again. My legs felt weak beneath his thrusts. My pussy felt so stretched and full, every nerve feeling every inch of his cock and it moved inside me. My clit shot wave after wave of pleasure through me every time his massive balls slapped against it.

I was being bred. A hucow slut in heat, desperate in need of a thick bull cock to satisfy her need. A slave to my instincts. My body was primed to be bred and I was getting it.

'Oh god, Ethan! Breed me! Breed me! Make me your hucow slut!'

With each thrust he took me closer and closer until finally it all exploded. I clamped down on his cock as stars shot inside my head. My legs gave way as he held tightly onto my hips, lifting my rump and pushing me further onto the bed. My face pressed down into the sheets in an orgasmic delirium, my body resting on my udders as he continued to pound into my rump.

With one last thrust he buried his cock deep inside me. Spurt after huge spurt of gooey ropes splashed against the insides of my pussy until I felt it spill over. His hot cum leaked down my legs and onto the bed sheets. I shifted my head until I could see behind me, reaching down with my hand to scoop up the spilt cum and bringing it to my mouth. It was too good to waste and it tasted amazing in that moment.

Ethan bent down over me, his cock still deep inside, plugging me up. His hot breath on my back. His hands ran over the sides of my udders, squeezing the soft flesh between his large hands. My strong bull.

'Mmm, that was just what I needed,' I sighed, before giggling. 'Would either of us have ever thought a few years ago that you would one day be breeding me?'

Ethan chuckled. 'Never. What are you going to tell Mark?'

'I'm sure I'll think of something. He'll understand. He can breed me during my next heat.'

Ethan's hand trailed its way down toward my clit, wrapping his finger through my bull ring.

'If he's quick enough.'

*

Chloe

I didn't know what time it was when I awoke. The sky outside was awash with a deep blue and my udders felt very full. Despite the strong urge to be milked, I didn't want to get up. I was so comfortable here, lying on my side, curled up on the soft bedsheets.

I stroked my hand over my belly. Mark's calf growing inside me. That mating session was still one of the best I had had since arriving here. Though I had mated with many of the bulls since then, there was something special about that one. Perhaps it was because I was in heat. Perhaps it was knowing that I was being bred, being used by a bull to sire his calf.

Unfortunately, I had barely mated with Mark since then. Jess always hogged him all to herself. He had mounted me a few times in the week after Jess gave birth, but once she was ready again he stopped.

I sighed, continuing to rub my hand over my belly. Something nudged up against my rump. Curious, I looked behind me only to find a bull fast asleep in bed beside me.

That's right. The night before came back to me. He had visited me late last night for a midnight mating. I looked down at my rump to find his erect cock nudging against me in his sleep.

Must be morning wood, I thought, a devilish thought entering my mind.

I rolled over, my udders so heavy from the gallons of milk pooling inside them. As they fell back down onto the bed the pressure caused a fat droplet of milk to escape my teat.

Making sure he was still asleep I lowered my hands to his cock, tracing the large veins with my fingertips. I cupped his large leathery balls in my hands, feeling their weight. The course leathery skin was rough against my hands and I could feel each large testicle move inside.

I moved my head down to his cock, licking my tongue over the large head. It tasted salty and sweet. The mixed juices from out mating the night before dried onto it. I opened my mouth as wide as it could go and took what little of his cock that I could inside. It was so big, I could barely get the flared ridge of his head past my teeth. How I could fit this inside my pussy I would never understand. My pussy stretched so much more now than it ever did before. My body needed to adapt to take a bull's cock, and it did.

'Mmm, that feels good.' The groggy voice of the bull murmured.

I took his cock from my mouth, strands of spit holding on.

'Does it now?' I replied coyly.

I got onto my knees and pushed him onto his back. Still holding his cock I threw my leg over him and lined him up. My pussy lips spread around his head as I lowered down onto his cock. I felt the flared ridge of his head pass into me and keep going, feeling it rub against my inner walls until he bottomed out inside me. I wished my mouth could stretch as much as my pussy did.

I leant over him and moved my hips back and forth, feeling his cock slide in and out of me. I settled into a rhythm, moaning with each thrust. My fingers found my engorged clit and I rubbed it furiously.

Suddenly, the bull grabbed me around the waist, causing me to squeal as he lifted me up and pushed me onto my back. With him now on top he thrust into me with an unrelenting speed. My legs were pushed back against my udders, applying a painful pressure on them, causing little squirts of milk to leak out of me at the end of each thrust. My ankles found their place over his shoulders, giving him a good angle to send his cock deep into me.

'Uh, Uh, Uh,' I moaned, his huge balls slapping against my rump. I couldn't move under him, I was trapped under him until he had finished having his way with me. God did it feel amazing.

The door to my room burst open. Without even looking I knew who it would be. Who else had the uncanny ability to always arrive at the worst time?

'So much for getting ready, huh?' Jess said, stepping into my restricted view beneath the bull.

'God, you're just as bad as when we were kids, Jess,' I fumed. The bull had stopped thrusting into me to let Jess talk. I wish he hadn't.

'I told you we'd be leaving at nine o'clock. It's five past nine. Get dressed.'

'What?' I said straining my neck to see the clock. 'But I haven't even milked myself yet.'

'Really, Chloe? You knew when we'd be leaving.'

'I know. I know. I overslept, okay? Just give me ten minutes to milk and I'll be ready to go.'

She gave a sigh before turning to leave. 'Fine. Ten minutes and then we're leaving with or without you.'

'Okay. I'll be ready in time,' I called after her as the door closed.

I looked back at the bull on top of me, his cock still deep inside me, my ankles still draped over his shoulders.

'Let's move this to the milking machine.'

*

'Why are we driving so far?' Mark asked, looking out the window at the fields we were passing by. 'We could pull over anywhere here.'

'It's nice just up here. I'll tell you when we're there,' I said.

'Okay, then. If you're sure.'

I played with my dress in the back seat, trying to hold the fabric away from my sensitive teats. I had protested to pretending like I wore clothes when our parents came to visit, but I still had to obey the rules of wearing them in public. We were heading far out into the country for a picnic, so we would at least be able to ditch our clothes then.

Before long I told Mark to stop and we pulled into a sun dappled field, surrounded by a small forest.

'It looks the same as everywhere else,' Mark mumbled as we climbed out of the car.

I triumphantly threw my dress off, feeling the cool air caress my teats. Jess threw hers off too and ran down into the soft green grass. She threw her naked body down into it and rolled about. I ran after her and sat down beside her as Mark unclipped his kilt. The grass was as soft as it looked, tickling my skin wherever it touched. I lied back like Jess and felt the soft sensation envelope me. It was so relaxing.

'Do you think it's true?' Jess asked, her long hair sprawled around her in the grass from her rolling.

'What is?' Mark asked, joining us.

'I feel so relaxed just lying in this grass. Bridgette once told me that that's a hucow thing.'

'Your animal instincts coming through, I guess.'

Jess wiggled over to Mark and put his arm around her. 'I'm still more human than animal, thank you very much.'

The both chuckled as the cool breeze rustled the grass around us.

'Could you imagine if someone stumbled upon us here?' Mark asked. 'It would have been a dream come true growing up to find a couple of naked hucows lying in a field.'

'A couple of naked hucows protected by their big strong bull,' Jess corrected him.

'Ah, I'd probably let the lad watch. It'd be a learning experience to see us mating.'

'Hmm, really?' Jess murmured with a sly grin.

The sound of kissing soon came from them, leaving me feeling like a third wheel. I watched the clouds drifting overhead so sparse across the near-clear blue sky. The sun felt good on my skin, warming every inch of my body. This felt natural. How did I ever wear clothes for so long?

Suddenly I heard Jess and Mark shift in the grass and looked over to see her on all fours with Mark lining his cock up behind her.

I let out a groan and sat up. The sounds of his body slapping into her rump mixed with their moaning soon echoed around the field.

I stood up, feeling my pussy growing wet from the spectacle before me. I couldn't deny how much I wanted Mark to mount me right now.

'I'll be back in a bit,' I said, though I don't think they heard me over their mating.

I walked off across the field, feeling the soft grass beneath each step. Jess was right. I did feel more at home in this sunny field than anywhere else. The grass between my bare toes, the way the grass had tickled my wet pussy lips as I had sat up. I almost wanted some peeping tom to be watching me right now. I wasn't ashamed to let him see me. It was how I was meant to be.

I made my way through the forest, my bare feet crunching the dried leaves of the forest floor and finding footing over rocks and stones. I wove my way through the trees, working off what I remembered of this place until finally I exited the forest into another field. On a far hill I could see a familiar farm house and closer to where I was, a barn. This was why I had asked Mark to come here.

I hopped the fence and snuck my way over to the barn, listening for any sounds. There was nothing. I couldn't even hear Jess and Mark mating from here.

I peeked through the barn doors. No one was there. I sighed and stepped inside. The barn was warm and smelled like it always had. Though some sensations were new this time. The sharp straw cracked beneath my bare feet as I explored inside. My teat brushed against the worn wood of the stable near the back of the barn as I passed it, causing me to recoil. I inspected my teat, but luckily didn't find any splinters.

I stepped inside the small stable. A bedding of hay lay deeply across the floor of it. I remembered when my high school ex, Jim, and I came here one night and spent it together in the hay. It hadn't been the most comfortable place to have sex, but it had felt so adventurous at the time. The dry smell of the hay mixed with our bodies as we rolled in it.

I sat down in the hay. It pricked my rump like I remembered. The one place where my nakedness matched my memories.

The sound of footsteps approaching caught my attention. I sprang to my feet, dusting hay from my rump and hid my nakedness behind the solid wooden fence of the stable, with only my head and shoulders visible.

The footsteps drew closer until Jim stepped into the barn carrying an empty metal bucket. It clanged to the ground as he looked up and spotted me.

'Chloe?! Is that you?'

'Uh, hi Jim.'

'What... what are you doing here? Why are you in the barn?'

I rested my hands on top of the wooden fence. My teats were rubbing up against the coarse wood, but I tried not to let my discomfort show.

'Uh... I was just in the neighbourhood and wanted to say hey.'

He looked around bewildered.

'And you didn't think to go to the house?'

'I came from the back of the property. I thought I'd see if you were in here first.'

He looked over his shoulder through the barn doors.

'There's nothing that way but fields.'

'I know. I came with my sister and her boyfriend for a picnic. I wanted to give them some time to themselves and visit you.'

'Sure...' he said, slowly approaching the door to the stable. 'Next time just phone, okay.'

I bit my lip as he got closer. He would soon be close enough to see all of me. My heart pounded as he reached the stable gate.

'Jesus, Chloe! What the hell?!' He jumped back staring at me with shock.

I held my arms out as if to say 'ta-da'.

'Guess who's a hucow, now,' I said, my voice weaker than I had hoped at his reaction.

He stared at me silently. His eyes moving up and down me. There was a lot for him to take in. My new udders, far larger than the relatively small 30D cup size I had the last time he saw me. My pregnant belly, not yet as big as Jess' had become, but noticeably larger than the slender figure I once had. And lastly my big bulbous hucow clit sitting atop my bare pussy lips. Even if he had seen hucows before, I doubt he would have seen that.

'What did you do to yourself?'

I pouted back at him.

'You say that like it's a bad thing.'

'Well... I mean... I just never thought I'd see you like this. Last I saw you, you were just a regular girl.'

'And now...?' I ran my hand down one of my udders enticingly and took a step toward him.

'Now you're... different. I just... have never seen a hucow in person before.'

'Well, what do you want to see?' I said, feeling more confident. 'Don't be shy. Just like the first time we were alone in here.'

I could see a bulge forming in the front of his jeans as he stared back at me agape. I was starting to get horny and he was taking too long. A bull would have mounted me by now.

I walked slowly over to him and took his hand, placing it on my udder.

'Wow...' he said, running his hand across them, feeling the soft smooth skin. 'I can't believe it. Your boobs are so big now.'

'Udders,' I corrected him. 'They're my milking udders.'

His hand hesitated and then moved from my udders to my belly, feeling the firm protrusion of my growing womb.

'Do you have a new boyfriend?' he asked.

I shook my head with a grin.

'Nope.'

'Then-'

'I was bred by a bull at the Dairy Farm. I went into heat, like your lifestock does, and a bull... helped satiate my need. My body's meant to be bred now, Jim. Milked and bred. And I get really horny now if I don't get mounted.'

My hands unbuttoned his jeans and began to pull them down. He took no hesitation in following my lead and pulling the rest of his clothes off.

I stepped back into the stables, watching him. When he finally removed the last of his clothing he followed me in. I got down on all fours, the hay prickly against my hanging teats.

'Mount me from behind, like you should a hucow.'

He knelt down in the hay behind me and I soon felt his cock at the entrance of my sodden pussy. I could remember how big he had seemed when we first had sex in the hay, but unfortunately after taking bull cocks every day he felt so small by comparison. The muscles of my pussy at least still clamped down around his cock as he pushed into me. And despite his size I couldn't help but let out a moan. He still filled that need that I craved. To have a cock inside me.

He started to thrust into me. Slow and measured thrusts as if he was afraid to hurt me. Perhaps because of my calf.

'Fuck me harder,' I begged. 'Harder.'

He increased his speed, pounding in to me. The slapping sound of our bodies crashing together echoed around the barn. I pushed back against each thrust, hoping to get him deeper into me.

His hand found its way around to my clit. I let out a deep moan as he rubbed awkwardly into it, unsure of how to treat such an engorged clit. I moved my hand back to help guide his, showing him what to do before my hand fell away as a crash of pleasure washed over me.

'Rougher,' I gasped.

I felt his hand grab a handful of my hair and pull, arching my back in response. His grip was firm and strong, holding my head right where he wanted me. I couldn't move if I wanted to. Skewered on the end of his cock and held in place by my hair.

I moaned even louder, not caring if anyone else heard us mating. I convulsed as my pussy exploded in pleasure. My fists balled up, clenching onto the sharp hay while my toes curled. Splashes of milk erupted from my udders as the intense feeling spread throughout me. As my orgasm wracked me I felt Jim cum, his spurts splashing against my insides. Though, before too long, he finished cumming and withdrew from me, letting go of my hair as it fell back against my shoulder blades.

I rolled over, inspecting my pussy. A small trickle of cum leaked from me onto the hay. I had forgotten how little regular guys came. My inner thighs would be plastered with an overflowing sticky mess if Jim was a bull.

My hand slowly stroked my throbbing clit as he lay down in the hay beside me.

'God, that was amazing!' he said through heavy breathes.

'Did you like your first time mating with a hucow?' I asked with a grin.

'Amazing,' He said, putting his arm around me as we lay in the hay. With his free hand he reached over and explored my udder. Squeezing and feeling its weight. He took hold of my teat and gave it a good squeeze. My milk squirted out across the hay in an arc.

His hand moved mine away from my clit as his fingers inspected the fat red orb.

'It's so much bigger...' he mused. 'What does it feel like?'