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Subject: Re: [FICTION] Arr: The Final Frontier, Part 2
From: Snubis <snubis@wp.pl>
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On Mon 02 Feb 2004 10:40:42p, "Chuck" <sonnspam@sfdebris.com> wrote in
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> The Farm
>
>
> It's not really all that bad of a life, living on a farm. My husband,
> Jim, and I are hard workers. We have a son, Jimmy, 17, who helps a lot.
> He's at school now, but he does his chores every day before and after
> school.
>
> This morning he fed the hogs and cattle, filled all the water troughs,
> and put today's cows in the breeding pen with the Bull.
>
> Jim works really hard and is usually overly tired. Today he's in
> another county at a farm tools auction. The only complaint I have about
> our marriage is that our sex life suffers. We haven't made love in
> weeks. And it's not all his fault either. What with Jimmy around and
> living in a small house, and being tired as hell all the time.
>
> Hey, a farm is a more than full time job. We usually start before dawn
> and don't finish until after dusk.
>
> The phone rang and I picked it up.
>
> "Hello". It was Paul, our insurance agent, calling to tell me he had to
> do an inventory in order to renew our insurance. He has to confirm our
> head count, etc.
>
> I was looking out the window while we talked and noticed that one of the
> cows that Jimmy had put in the pen wasn't at all receptive to the bull.
> She was standing by herself on the other side of the pen while the other
> three were vying for the bull's attention. I made a mental note that I
> should get her out of there. She could get hurt if the bull insists on
> breeding her and she resists.
>
> Paul told me he was within five minutes of our house. I hung up and
> thought I may be able to get Paul's help in removing the cow from the
> breeding pen.
>
> By the time Paul arrived I had completely forgot about it. We chatted
> in the front yard for a while then started to walk towards the hog barn.
>
> When we turned the corner, I noticed that three of the cows were
> standing really close to the bull, but the other cow was still on the
> other side of the pen.
>
> Just then the bull started in her direction. "Uh, oh", I thought,
> "there could be trouble".
>
> The bull had a determined look on his face and started herding her
> toward a corner of the pen. She was walking away, looking back over her
> shoulder. She wasn't looking where she was going and walked into a
> trap, right into the loading ramp, a fenced area that only one animal
> can fit in. It's there to load animals on the truck and also to isolate
> them for medicine, blood samples, veterinary exams, etc.
>
> The bull had triumphed. And he looked real proud of himself. She was
> trapped.
>
> When you live on a farm, you get to see things like this all the time.
>
> I knew what was going to happen and a shiver of pleasure went through my
> body, like it always does. No matter how many times I see our animals
> mate, it always reminds me of my own sexuality.
>
> The bull's cock was fully unsheathed. It was bright pink and at least
> three feet long.
>
> He had his nose in the cow's cunt and was snorting. I could tell that
> she was resigned to her fate. Her legs were splayed; her back arched
> and her tail lifted.
>
> He reared up and mounted her. His rear was hunching as he probed for
> the opening. When he found his target, he hunched harder two or three
> times, going deeper each time.
>
> My body had a full sexual glow now. I was breathing hard.
>
> The bull lunged forward with a powerful thrust, impaling her to his full
> length. Then he started with the full strokes, causing her to bellow in
> response. She was obviously having an orgasm. Hell, I was close
> myself.
>
> It only lasted a few seconds. The bull started coming, hunching so hard
> he forced her into the gate at the front of the pen. Then, with a full
> withdrawal and final thrust he gave his own orgasmic bellow and his come
> started flowing out of her.
>
> He reared up and backed away. A stream of his come clung to the tip his
> dick as he moved back. After a few steps the stream broke and fell,
> going all the way from her cunt to the ground. She stood there, mooing
> softly.
>
> He trotted back to the other cows with a proud strut.
>
> I felt a hand clasping my arm. The scene I had just witnessed made me
> forget where I was.
>
> "What", I thought.
>
> Paul turned to face me and grabbed my other arm.
>
> "What are you doing"? I screamed.
>
> He started pushing me back toward a small shed.
>
> I thought, "He's going to rape me".
>
> "No. No. Stop", I yelled. But he continued, pushing, almost carrying
> me. He is so large and I'm so small.
>
> My behind hit some feed bags but he continued forward, pushing between
> my legs.
>
> I couldn't help it, my legs spread and he pushed up against me. My
> skirt rode up my legs. He was holding me so tight that I couldn't move.
>
> He pulled my blouse out of my waist, then pulled my skirt up to my
> waist.
>
> "Stop this", I cried, but he ignored me.
>
> His hand went under my blouse and unhooked my bra. He roughly pawed my
> breasts with one hand while his other hand went down between us.
>
> "Please, let me go, please"!
>
> I heard his zipper open.
>
> "No, don't. Don't do this"!
>
> He pulled my panties aside and I felt his dick probing my inner thighs.
>
> Then it hit me. This is just what the bull did. This son-of-a-bitch is
> going to fuck me just like that bull fucked that cow.
>
> He found his target and hunched, just like the bull. I was surprised
> at how wet I was. He entered me a few inches, then withdrew, went in a
> little deeper, then withdrew and thrust into me so hard my feet were
> lifted off the ground and my behind slid up on the sacks. His powerful
> hip thrusts caused my legs to open further and he was fully inserted.
> And it felt so good.
>
> "Oh God. Oh God. We can't"
>
> That didn't stop him, he started the long hard strokes. It felt so good
> I was almost immediately ready to come. My feet came up to his hips as
> he pummeled me.
>
> I felt it. I felt an orgasm starting to roil in my belly.
>
> "Oh God. Harder. I'm going to come".
>
> His thrusts became even more powerful and even deeper.
>
> I came. There was a glow then a shower of pleasure.
>
> "I'm a cow", I thought.
>
> "I'm coming. God. God. Fuck. Fuck God. Fuck me". I was completely lost
> in my orgasm. How wonderful this man, this bull, is.
>
> When it started to subside, I knew why. He was finished with me and had
> backed away and his come was pouring out of me down over my ass.
>
> There was a look of concern on his face. "I'm sorry", he said, "I don't
> know what came over me".
>
> "It's OK", I said, "it's better than OK, Paul. I haven't felt that in a
> long time. It's OK".
>
> His look of concern changed to relief then to lust when I said, "let's
> go inside, I want you to fuck me some more".
>
> I slipped off the sacks and looked over to see the animals standing at
> the fence looking at us. They were watching us fuck just like we
> watched them fuck.
>
> Another one of the cows presented herself to the bull and he mounted
> her. We watched as he fucked her just as hard as the first one. Paul
> played with my breasts and I felt his hardon against my ass.
>
> As we walked into the house, I noticed that all the cows were now close
> to the bull and another one was standing right in front of him with her
> tail in the air.
I always knew you were a dirty whore.
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