Gumdrop Ch. 04

Back to our blanket, he took out of his backpack a vibrator, a conical butt plug and a bottle of lube. He then proceeded to remove the thing he had put on my pussy, making my rings jingle happily again, and finally had me kneel with my legs open wide on the vibrator. As soon as he turned it on, he started a long massage of my nipples with the lube while we kissed. Nobody had ever done that to me and I soon realized what a loss it had been. It did not take long for my pussy to start dripping and my climax approach. My mooing gave me away, because he took another generous amount of lube and put it on my asshole, lowering at the same time the vibrator power to keep me on the verge of an orgasm without reaching it. His finger began circling around my hole, another thing that nobody had ever done. I liked that one too. I was hugging him in ecstasy when he started pushing his finger inside of me:

"Relax now, you are with your farmer, and a farmer takes always good care of his cows." he whispered, and I tried to obey. It was not easy. At every incursion I had the instinct to clench my sphincter. After opening my asshole with his hand, would it be the turn of his cock? What was the butt plug for? I did not know, but it was not important, because I trusted Aidan and that was all I needed.

It turned out that the role of the finger was mainly to push lube inside of me. When my farmer was satisfied, he put some more lubricant on the butt plug and, very slowly, going back and forth, he started pushing it into me. It did not really hurt me, because he was gentle and never forceful. As soon as the plug was almost all in, he pushed me onto the vibrator, making me cum and fill the air with my loud moos and finally he forced it all in my ass. He was right: I would remember that day very fondly. It was so good! I was with the man that I loved, I was a frigging cow and I was doing it in the ass! When I finally stopped shivering in pleasure and collapsed on the blanket, I was so out of it that I tried in vain to say 'I love you!' and Aidan had to hit me with the crop on my boobs, filling me with a weird mix of pleasure and pain. I felt thankful for that, because I wanted to be a good cow, and so I told him that I loved him as one, with a moo and a meaningful stare, earning a gentle kiss on the forehead.

"Now that we have opened the door, we can have all the fun we want!" said Aidan "But first, I need to eat something!"

He fetched a sandwich from the backpack and then, unexpectedly, he unbuttoned his trousers:

"What, did you think that I had nothing for you?" he answered with a grin to my unexpressed question. I did not waste any seconds and started immediately to lick his cock, magnificently erect, savoring it, as I knew that this was just the appetizer. I found out that my lips and tongue, though not quite able to articulate sounds as before, were still perfect for sucking cock. While I was at it, he was just eating his sandwich and enjoying the view, without even bothering to look at me, because I was a mere cow, but that just made me hornier and more hardworking. I even licked his balls, albeit I had never done it before and was not sure whether I was doing it right, but it did not matter, because I wanted all of him. I wished I could touch myself, but my farmer was the true owner of my pussy and only he could decide when I could cum. He was also the true owner of my butt-hole. It is hard to describe the sensation of having a foreign invader down there, I would suggest to just try it, but I think that if I had to express it in words, I would say that it feels... Full, uncomfortable and yet not exactly unpleasant. It is like a juicy secret.

As soon as he finished his sandwich, Aidan gulped hastily a sip of water (I was doing my job very well, you see) and took my head between his hands, brought it to his and whispered:

"Time to mount my cow!"

I mooed dreamily and let him put me in all fours, supported by my fore-hooves and my hind legs spread. Next, he stroked my pussy with the vibrator, setting it at low power: I was so turned on that I was already soaking wet. I barely could experience the trepidation that I felt him pulling gently the plug out of me: since its base was only a little smaller than its maximum diameter, it did not take long. After it was out, I felt weirdly empty, but it lasted only a few seconds, for Aidan was already entering me with his lubed cock and then I was his, finally. He kept humping me, grabbing me by the boobs, pinching my nipples, my arousal growing with the loudness of my moos. So many sensations! My mind was lost and confused. He was ready to cum, but he wanted us to do it together, so he slowed down his thrusts, letting me savor the shape of his shaft with my incredibly sensitive sphincter, and, at the same time, he started spanking me hard:

"Come on, Gumdrop, cum for me!"

And I did, mooing hard, while he shot warm jizz inside of me. My head was shutting down, I existed only in my pussy, my ass, my boobs. I guess time passed, I would not know how much. I just recall that I barely noticed that he got up: I was lying with my face on the blanket and my hindquarters still up in the air. A hand stroked my bubblegum hair and I saw him, kneeling in front of me, with a kind smile:

"I am the luckiest man in the world, Gumdrop."

I tried to convey the same message with my eyes and an elated moo. He understood.

"Now, come here, be a good cow and clean, we've got to fetch Cupcake!"

I was just wondering how could I clean myself with hooves in place of hands, when he took my face with his hands and gently pushed it towards his still semi-erect penis, soaked with cum and lube. What? I jerked my head to a stop and he slapped my butt:

"Come on, be good, don't ruin this perfect day now! It's ok, trust me."

Was I going to put a penis that had been in my frigging ass in my mouth? His hand shifted to the back of my head and started pushing it towards his member, gently but firmly. Was I going to tarnish it all, at the very end? My lips were almost there. Aidan flipped my bullring to get it out of the way. Was I really a cow, a dirty animal? Yes, for I opened my mouth for his shaft and let it in, slurping the juices that covered it and swallowing them without second thoughts. For my relief, he just tasted as sperm and lube.

"Good girl! I am so very proud of you!" Aidan praised me, scratching my head. That nudged me to find the courage of looking at him mischievously, making his cock jerk again. After I had cleaned him properly, he hoisted me up, got dressed, collected his stuff and lashed his crop on my rump: we were going back.

While I was walking, I smelled jizz. Some of it had dripped along my thighs, but it could not be the source: it was too far. For a moment I thought that it must be the memory of what I just did, playing games with my mind, but then I realized that it was my bull ring, still stained with some of it. I knew that I could not clean it, for it was too big and my tongue would not reach that far. The smell of him would stay with me until my next meal. The memory, forever.