THE PIG FARMER'S STY

Two dirty, fat pigs get a filthy treat from their master. (MMMmFf, Mud, BBWs, Orgy, Bi, Heavy Scat, Anal, Oral, Pee Enema, Squirting, etc. etc.)



Sally and Jane usually spent one month a year in the sty. Just at the beginning of Summer, when it wasn't too hot but still safe enough for them to be out of doors at all hours. It was a patch of thick, deep mud about 10ft square with a low fence around it, a corrugated steel sleeping pen and a metal trough in front. Every day the trough would be filled by Master with a huge selection of sweet and savoury things to keep them satisfied.

The two women awoke late that morning in the pen- they also slept cuddled up together for warmth, naked but for black boots, and crawled on all fours out into the mild sunlight, the mud squelching beneath their bulk. They were devoted pig-slaves. Even when they were allowed by their Master to walk on their feet and wear clothes, they still acted like pigs, oinking and grunting and acting blissfully uninhibited.

Sally was a 19-year-old with raven-black hair, fair skin and wide, green eyes which held a look of innocent excitement, even in the most depraved situations. Jane on the other hand was in her late 50s, tanned and blonde and still very pretty. She had been 'normal' once, with a family- but after her husband left and her children moved out, she had discovered a whole side to herself, which had, after months of depraved sex, landed her with her pig-sister Sally and Master.

She doubted if Sally had ever led a normal life- she gave the impression of being aching for sex all the time. Despite the regular visits by Master and his generous black cock, she would plaintively rub her petal-pink pussy against Jane's mouth at least three times a day, begging to be tongued.

Also, while Jane's mature pussy was satin smooth as the rest of her, Sally's had never been shaven and was a massive black bush which was (by now) slightly matted with mud and pheromone-heavy sweat. If Jane hadn't been such bisexual pig-whore, she might have shrunk from the regular oral pleasure she had to give it...but as it was, she delighted in it.

Despite these difference, they had one very important similarity; both were huge. Not overly tall, but very fat, as pigs should be; bulging happy bellies, massive thighs, plump round tits and absolutely magnificent arses.

They hardly said a word to each other as they rolled around that morning in the cool mud- there was really nothing that needed communicating that could not be done with grunts or gestures. After they had cooled a bit they descended into a long slow kiss, lying next to each other.

Soon, however, they heard the stamp of booted feet. Jane looked up and saw that Master was approaching, with some companions. As was their custom, both women lumbered inquisitively up to the gate, oinking happily through the wooden bars.

When he came close he petted them, stroking their soft hair with his gentle black hands. His tall, rangy ebony body was an object of worship to them and they stuck their eager tongues out to get just a single taste of the clean sweat which clung to his toned stomach- but he teased them but keeping his distance. He opened the sty door, stepping in and the pigs could finally get a glimpse of his friends. Like him, they wore tight blue jeans and black boots but nothing else- their torsos were bare.

The first was heavily built and muscular- he was white but tanned, with curly platinum blonde hair lending an unexpected angelic look to him. He also had blue eyes. The second looked Hispanic, probably Puetro-Rican, not quite as dark as Master, nor as tall, but still an impressive statue of a man with long, straight dark hair. The third one was Indian in looks- with brown, smooth skin, with rather cute glasses. He was slightly toned and much younger than the other three men- Jane guessed he could be even younger than her pig-sister. He was the first to speak.

"Oh master." He said, purring gently and caressing his dark leader's chest "They're so perfect...are we really going to get to touch them?"

"Mmmhmm." As was his way, Master said little, but instead smiled and squeezed they younger man's backside.

Jane noticed that the boy was staring particularly lustfully at her, and felt her cunt moisten as she thought of taking that hard young cock, even now straining against his jeans, deep inside her.

Master beckoned Sally forward, and motioned that she should point her fat arse up in the air. She did so, her eyes gleaming with happiness, her mud-streaked, dirty bottom catching the morning light as she eagerly offered it to all four men.

Jane waited where she was, slightly disappointed- but the younger boy caught her eye and winked.

From his pocket, Master brought forth a toy Jane had never seen before. It was like a large, thick butt plug, but there was a hole through the centre into which a funnel had been placed. Tingling, and feeling she knew at least some of what was to come, Jane leant back on her beefy haunches and got ready to rub her mature pussy with her fat, grubby fingers.

Master walked forward and, holding her steady, eased the funnel-plug firmly between Sally's massive, bouncing cheeks and into her gluttonous pig shithole.

Though it was nearly as thick as a bottle, Jane knew this was nothing, not to Sally or herself. They had both taken far bigger things inside. Once, master and another friend of his, also a powerful, dominating black man, had both penetrated Sally at the same time with their thick, oiled ebony cocks, and slithered deep down into her bowels until she felt her whole belly was full (no mean feat, for such a vast belly as hers). And then they had got off, both on her clasping, dirty, mud stained shitter and on each other, giving her a double dose of cum. So it was no surprise that now, with barely a grunt from her eager throat, the fat toy disappeared inside her, leaving only the funnel visible.

They all stared for a few moments at Sally swaying and groaning happily, sloppy squelching sounds coming from the mud as she did so. Almost subconsciously, Jane felt herself begin to stroke her large, erect clit. Master lowered his hand to his belt and, at his signal, the others did the same. Unbuckling and unzipping, they let loose their straining cocks, and Jane became dizzy with the sights and yes, that pheromonal stench of their combined manhoods.

She knew why Master had chosen them...all four were massive. The blonde one had the lead, but only just- even the young Indian boy was as big as her Master. Nine inches, and thick too.

Then, one by one, stuttering at first but soon powerful, they began to piss into the funnel. Great never-ending streams of yellow liquid arched from their cockholes, tinkling on the plastic and, in sloshy 'mouthfuls', being swallowed into the 19-year-old pigs bowels. Sally whimpered and wriggled happily as the golden enema filled her up.

Looking up Jane also saw that occasionally the men we pee on each other, leaving hot dark streaks on the denim fabric of each other's jeans, invariably setting each other moaning with pleasure as the warmth sunk in. Jane shivered watching this almost visceral homosexual display; back when she'd been 'normal' she had found the idea of gay men quite distasteful...but these last few years she had been introduced to the world of gay porn and discovered that, as with so many things, that initial disgust was the tree from which the dark fruits of depraved lust could grow.

Eventually, they were spent. Shaking the last few drops in, they stood back.

"Lie down, little pig." Said Master to Jane "Just there." He pointed to a patch of mud, a foot behind Sally's huge round arse.

Suddenly feeling incredibly excited at what she suspected was to happen, and unable to keep from touching herself as she moved, Jane did as he ordered.

Rubbing at her now dewy-wet, trembling quim, she lay back and waited. Sure enough, with a damp sloppy sound, the Puerto Rican removed the plug from Sally, giving it a hungry lick, and rejoined the ranks of his fellows to watch the show.

There was an almost audible rumble, like a thunderstorm or an Earthquake, as, moaning quietly, Sally's bowels settled, getting ready to reject all they contained.

Then, after an exquisite pause, she burst, huge wet farts and a stifled moan accompanying the fountain-like arc of tainted fluid which spurted from her ruined ring and ended...right between Jane's breasts.

Her fat fingers working deep into her sopping hole, Jane gasped and squealed as the heavenly, pungently acrid mixture of all four of the men's piss and piggy manure splattered onto her and ran in rivulets down and across her mature, bountiful body.

Wads of Sally's wet shit slithered under her other hand as she smeared herself with the browny-yellow mess. Her vast pert tits were soon thoroughly mucky, and the last few spurts of the piss-enema, falling slightly short, hit her thighs and ran between them.

The boys and Master were all slowly massaging their big dicks now, and when the pig had voided her bowels completely, Master gave his signal that this was the time for a free-for-all. He and the Peutro Rican went over to Sally, still hunched over, arse in the air, her obscenely hairy teen holes ripe for a doggy-style fucking, while the muscular Blonde and the virile Indian made a bee-line for the defiled older woman, lain out so invitingly.

Jane, still in paroxysms of ecstasy, rubbing shit across her plump face, positively begged (with desperate oinking) to be fucked, her 58-year-old fanny still as hungry as it had been at 28- perhaps more so.

Kneeling between her fat thighs and holding her legs up by the ankles, the blonde boy entered her- it wasn't difficult as she was now thoroughly soaked, and she sighed happily as he began a slow but very powerful rhythm, his massive fat cock slamming into her and their flesh slapping wetly together. She felt gloriously vulnerable and helpless, her buxom enema-slathered breasts and huge jelly-belly shaking with the force of his fucking, accompanied by the clink of his belt-buckle.

Sally was having just as much fun, her gaping, dribbling arsehole being filled with Master's enormous black meat and sucking greedily on the Puerto Rican's dark cock as he lay, sullying the seat of his jeans as he sat in the mud, supporting himself with his hands.

But an even sweeter treat was to follow.

After watching and wanking for a while, the Indian boy moved, squatting over Jane's face and pushing his smooth, uncut teen cock against her lips. She instantly engulfed him in her mouth, although it was hard to keep her neck up, especially while the blonde boy continued jackhammering her cunt. She sucked the last few tangy drips of piss from his peehole, and got on with the job, licking up his hairless shaft, desperate to please. But then she felt his muscles tense.

Without ceremony, but with a loud grunt, he pulled himself out of her and turned around, revealing his brown bud of an arsehole. She could see it dilating hugely, and as he leant forward to share a passionate kiss with the blonde boy, the end of a turd emerged.

Squealing with delight, Jane watched the slithering brown snake inch out of his tight, dark rectum and with a delicious plop drop onto her chest, coiling in a big brown bun. She watched it heave up and down on her breasts for a moment before taking a big handful of it and chewing it, the bitter succulent taste filling her sense. After swallowing the obscene meal, she gently massaged the rest of his shit across her skin. Both men moaned as she defiled herself, although blondie kept up his steady thrusts while saying:

"Wow, that's massive! Even bigger than last week's...fuck look how she loves it!"

The smaller boy grinned but kept quiet. His work done for the moment, he began to stroke the big blonde boy, massaging his shoulders with unexpected tenderness and kissing his neck. Blondie sighed happily, his nipples becoming erect, eventually becoming so relaxed that he forgot to thrust. The teen whispered something in his companion's ear. Grinning, the bigger boy withdrew, letting his friend in on the action. Jane blinked and the cute, boyish face gave her an evil smile as he knelt down.

It said, more clearly than words: 'This will not be gentle.'

Sure enough, it wasn't. He pushed into her violently, then, in the missionary position, he put his hands on her shoulders so the weight of his wiry body sank her further down into the slimy, squelchy mud. As he leant down and pressed against her, the huge pile of shit he had left on her chest squelched between them, leaving them both filthy. Then his vast brown cock began moving, smacking again and again into her mature, well-used pussy.

"Oh! You filthy stinking old pig!" He growled at her as the cool wet muck oozed between her cheeks "I've been waiting to fuck you since I first saw you."

He sped up, still keep the power behind his vicious pounding. She felt her cunt swim in warm, liquid flame and her eyes rolled upwards, staring at nothing.

"I love scumcunts like you; fat old bitches covered in shit and piss. And you love young cock, don't you, pig? Tell me you love it, you fat sow!"

"Oh yes, yes, I love young cock!" She heard herself say- slightly taken aback to realise that these words, uttered in the heat of passion, were the first she had spoken in weeks.

She started rubbing herself again, wallowing in the filth of the and moaning loudly as he called her names.

Then suddenly, he whipped out and forcefully lifted her onto all fours, giving her a very hard stinging smack on her mud-splattered arsecheeks. He re-entered her so brutally she fell forward onto her face, nearly toppling over.

Then he screamed at her, a dark and undeniable demand:

"Shit! Shit for me while I'm fucking you!"

Everyone was looking now. Sally, that same wide-eyed gaze of exultant sex on his face, was making short moaning noises as she watched, grinding her cunt in the squishy mud. The boys and Master, all kneeling down and getting their bluejeans dirty, were craning to get a better look. Jane felt so utterly depraved- the way they stared made her even more willing to prove herself as a dirty, sleazy, hog slut. As her face was being forced into the wet dirt by never-ending thrusts, and her hair matted with sloppy brown mess, she began to work her bowels.

She heard everyone gasp as the great weight in her stomach began to lift and the turd hit cool air...her hole was hurting with the effort, huge as it was, but soon the pleasure melted into exquisite satisfaction. The eager Indian teen continued to pound her pussy, but more gently now and there was a chorus of ecstatic (and jealous) groans as the first hot log of her pigshit touched his shaft. She heard him gurgle with animal pleasure and felt a tingle his cock kept on entering her, but this time lathered with her slimy chocolate.He reluctantly withdrew from her as the other boys begged for a go, and Jane wailed with frustration at not being filled.

But she was full, in another way- although that first crap had been hard, she found that now she literally could not stop! She'd had no idea this much had been building up inside her. Hot, fat shit after hot fat shit pushed itself out of her, steaming onto the ground...she felt movement...lips clasped onto her rectum, she was almost sobbing with joy and lust as she realised that one of the other boys, she didn't care which, was actually gobbling up her vast amounts of turdmeat, just as she had done a few moments ago. Her cunt spasmed as more and more backed-up crap slithered from her. She thrashed from side to side wildly, the eater behind her scarcely able to keep up, and now they were all on her...the Peutro-Rican's fat prick was now violating her fanny, the blonde muscle-boy was fingering her clit, the Indian boy and Master were on their backs in the mud sucking on her befouled teats...and Sally, her whorish and desperate pig-sister, was pushing her own odorous, raunchy dirt-hole into Jane's waiting face- and still she kept on shitting.

Nuzzling past the black, bushy hairs which trailed all the way from her pussy into her arsecrack, Jane began licking eagerly at the filthy hole, gradually revealing pink muscle as she was buffeted back and forth by dark, Hispanic cock. She pushed her tongue into a soft point and let it sink into the well-used anus of her younger sister. Sally oinked happily, grunting right through her nose in the most piggy fashion she could. It was so filthy there, despite the 'cleaning' it had received earlier, and still stunk of boypiss. Jane didn't care- she licked at Sally's crack and cunt until her tongue ached, only stopping with a surprised shriek as the boys swapped places, Master choosing not her pussy but her fat arse to bury his black meat. Her eyes watered as his huge length penetrated her, stretching her unwiped hole and shitty rectum wide. The others grabbed Sally, unceremoniously pushing her over so she was lying on her back...Jane's head was pushed down to continue her work while above her the dark Hispanic boy kicked his jeans into the mud and, naked but for his boots, squat down. His companions, gleefully drooling, pulled apart her pink passage, and watched as the Peutro Rican began to push out a long, thick rope of shit...directly into her cunt. Busy licking her arse, Jane smelt it coming and it slithered softly against her brown-masked face, eventually reaching its target. Sally was so well used by now she looked like the funnel they had used earlier- a big gaping hole- and so the crap filled her easily.

"Oh yes!" Grunted the dark boy "Hang on- there's more!"

And there was- he pushed out another 4 hard logs, which slapped Jane in the face as they fell past, splattering onto the pile of shit now in her sister's furpie.

"Ahhh...ahhh..ahhhhhh..." It was Sally's voice "Ahh...ooh! Oooh yesssss!"

And without any more warning than that, she exploded with girlcum right in Jane's waiting face. Sobbing and whimpering, she lolled, all her muscles relaxed.

"One down."

Master's sexy chocolate voice washed over them "But now you have to find this pig's weak spot. Let me give you a clue."

He pulled sloppily out of Jane's rectum as wandered leisurely before her eyes, his huge erection swinging in front of him. They looked confused for a moment, but soon the bespectacled Indian boy got the idea. Kneeling exultantly before Master, he began to suck his cock like a pro. Jane began fingering herself, now realising the idea was to give both she and Sally and orgasm. She realised with a leap of her heart that not only was the boy sucking Master's cock; since Master had been banging her dirt-chute, he was also sucking her shit from him!

This thought made her crazy, and she watched as the boy drew back his pretty face, mouth wide around the thick shaft, to see if she could spot it- sure enough, Master was crusted with her shit and brown dribble ran down the teenage boy's chin.

"You like faggot sex, don't you pig?" Master asked her, grinning, and she nodded eagerly. "Right." He continued "You two- give her a close up."

The others didn't need telling twice. They got down, muddy shitters and bare cocks right in Jane's face and, finally ridding himself of his jeans, the blonde mounted the darker boy, whose anus was still gaping from his turds, filling his gay hole with hard dick.

"Lick their arses and balls while they fuck, Janey." Master commanded "And no skimping."

The old pig did as she was told- the boys began to move and she busied herself about the raunchy, sweaty arses and bouncing balls which moved right before her eyes, all the while rubbing her clit and fisting her greedy cunt desperately.

Out of the corner of her eyes she still watched the young Indian teen suck her master off, and the two scenes of male lust before her were driving her over the edge.

The fag-fuck grew more intense and she found it hard to keep licking, instead just wiping her face in the nasty, filth-splattered buttcrack of the dark boy until, groaning and grunting, blondie pulled out his giant erection.

With an almighty 'uuuggnnnnnn' he squirted jets of milky cum right into the well-buggered hole of his friend. The intensity of the orgasm she experience even surprised Jane. Her whole body jiggled and she cried:

"Oooooooooooohhhhh.....yyeeeeeeeeeessss!", warm cunt-cum spraying over her hand.

Master and the two unspent boys quickly gathered round, jacking off their dirty pricks in her still-convulsing, shit-smeared face. After a moment of ecstatic bliss, they left- before leaving, they each kissed pigs in turn, eight soft, tender, mucky, bitter shitty tongue kisses in all. Blinded by the heat of sex, they just lay there, in their filthy pen, the heat of the gentle summer sun warming their fat bodies.

EPILOGUE

A few days later, master appeared again.

In his hand were three leads, attached to three collars. Attached to the collars were the three boys. Sheepishly, they all filed in to the excited grunts of the resident sows.

"I though they fitted in well here." Master said, stroking Sally and Jane's soft hair affectionately "And they seemed willing. They make such great pigs, after all."

The boys, now boars, oinked softly. The sows agreed- naked but for those black boots and already splattered with mud, they would make ideal mates for these fat pigs. Life in the sty would now be even better than usual.