Chapter 28: The Dairy Nymphs

[The back pasture school of cunnilingus comes alive between milkings]

The next morning we all got up at the appointed time and Lilly started with her morning greeting only to find my penis was still asleep, wouldn’t wake up. I was surprised too and wondered “What in the world have they done to me”? But maybe it was really no surprise.

Even though I was young endurance was sure to become a factor, eventually, and given what had happened to me the evening previous with all their final “adjustments” it was no wonder that my appendage might want a day off. I only hoped they’d not screwed up something, irreversible, with their work so zealous. What other human would ever have gone through these kinds of torturous “adjustments” and ejaculation dynamics. I doubted it was any normal right of passage for hetero-sex males.

It scared me to think of possibly ending my career as their lover so soon, stuck forever with a huge lifeless swinging appendage. It was yet a larger penis but just a lay-flat log that seemed lifeless. But Fern had warned if they didn’t get it right I was going to have to start all over again from the beginning!

There was a pause while Lilly just stood there studying it. Maybe they’d desensitized me a little too much with those darn fingers. I’d made mention of that as she just showed me three fingers joined straight up with her thumb to let me know with a wink and twinkle in her eyes my butt was just a perfect target for her, anytime. “Oh, come on Lilly,” I pleaded with a whine in my voice. It was like she too owned my anus. “Aren’t your sisters just a little worried all that probing might have messed me up?” I shut up and squeezed my rear in automatic response.

I tried to hide my thoughts about sticking me into their rears just to get even. I knew better. Although I’d not known them all that long they had proven to me they could read my thoughts, I was just a running side show for them.

[Fern and Pool are obviously aware of what I might be up to waving my erection around behind them because their role in Earth’s realm was to observe, not change, they always let me make dumb mistakes of my own accord but then patiently would wait to get even with me in a way more than making up for my foolishness - they really got even and enjoyed it gremlin style to the extreme]

I had no way of knowing just how other humans treated the rude uses of rectums but I had come to understand that vaginas made more sense for probing. Of course they did. With humans they had a specific use to propagate more humans.

I let out a loud sigh to think how I didn’t own anything physical private or sacred anymore. It was a wonder all these misgivings were still not dissuading my passion for making love with Lilly, minus the butt fingers. But I REALLY wanted her to fuck me, regardless.

I started to turn to go but Lilly bent over and focused close, grabbed, lifted and dropped my penis like it was a dead fish. No response. “Forget the shoes,” she barked. “Funny how you keep thinking about those shoes when you know you can’t be anything but breeding livestock. They don’t wear shoes!”

She paused. She sounded angry unlike her normal self and it scared me. “I don’t have any shoes anymore.” I wondered what she was talking about. I sensed something wrong, confusion on her part. “I’m sure my penis will get stiff soon.” I didn’t get her reference about shoes. They were long gone already and I gave Lilly a surprised and questioning look. Her anger seemed rooted in something I didn’t understand. She reminded me of that crazy nun in high school who was mad at me for no apparent reason.

She was jealous of her sisters. That was it. I started to continue to walk away, thought it best to kind of remove myself but she grabbed me, threw me down on the bed flat on my back nearly picking me off the floor. The springs in that old war surplus frame really groaned, “Sproing”. This was yet another crazy ritual I thought.

“OOOF.” I hit with a thud. She wasn’t explaining what she was doing and I was hoping not to be beat up for not performing or something worse. My childhood abuses started to flare memories and I got even more scared. There was no way I’d get a stiffee in this situation.

As I lay there staring at her, puzzled, Lilly crawled over to straddle me with her legs after she had looked around at the other milkers, the guys. She methodically wiggled up to sit pressing down on my shoulders high. She waited just a moment and then grabbed my hair to press herself on top of my face, aligning things with her fingers, massaging the top of her vagina. She was directing my head for some kind of mouth to vagina resuscitation.

With her other hand she grabbed my nose and used it to align me more perfectly, more tightly, and then really pulled my head into herself. I was in shock although I knew what I was supposed to do with her crotch planted on top of me, so abrupt, with a big sealed mouth-full face vagina taste.

She was surrounding my head, shutting off my hearing with her thighs squeezed tight. “Time for more necessary morning love,” I heard her say through muffled ears. “If you think you’re getting off duty without a fuck, well, try this. And make a good job of it!”

She seemed extreme. I worried. Something must have been bothering her. She was jealous of her sisters. I just knew it. She yanked my head more firmly into her crotch.

[For the record - I was already well versed in vagina work, cunnilingus, and although I pretended to be naive I knew how to probe and suck them well with the tongue she made for me, so long]

[Exampling extreme methods: Continued testing in the kitchen, all factions incorporated for best results and a really good example of team work - Note that Siza wearing my glasses weirdly seems to be okay with my very strong prescription]

[And finally as a branded and full fledged breeder livestock I am the master of my service vaginas]

Her vagina juices flowed; they seemed a bit forceful; had their usual affect on me. Like horse radish it invaded my senses. I needed to fuck somebody given their very strong arousing nature and my penis sprang tall like a water witch seeking.

But Lilly just continued with her efforts, moving back and forth, up and down, slowly in earnest, saying nothing, wiping her vagina on my face and over my nose, cutting off my air supply juicy with a morning vagina kiss experience. I could only be grateful she smelled like heaven from every angle, every port, any time of the day. And now I was forced to taste her as an instant breakfast.

She intended to get her morning sex fix regardless of whether Mr. Penis was going to wake up or not. But I knew it was stiff now. It already had, in fact, gone overly stiff. The tip of it was rubbing on her bottom but she wasn’t moving back to sit on it. Why? I almost wished she had an anus to tease her, get a real rise out of her.

She was moaning passionately. I’d yet to experience her doing that quite so intensely for these kinds of reasons and certainly not like the current situation. The guys, having risen from their beds, were cheering and I couldn’t fathom what they got out of this. But I was needing to pee pretty badly, my usual morning ritual upon first waking up but now with a very tight pee boner erection that wouldn’t emit a drop.

Besides Lilly’s weight, somebody else was holding me down. I couldn’t get up. But getting up was not what I needed. Already I needed Lilly to fuck me. I was primed, the tip of my penis was like on fire and after she had first failed to arouse my appendage her second choice of morning passion fix on top of my face had only served to over arouse me with her stimulating scent.

Now with an enormous pee boner I was set to do either of two things. The magic of her vagina was causing me to crave her and my penis really hurt as it curled up against whoever was laying on me. I was going to have an orgasm regardless of whether Lilly was sitting on it or not. And whoever was lying on me was going to get it, probably not pee but rather exploding gizem. Did they not realize how explosive I now was?

Well, that was their problem.

My penis was jerking around just like it had in Siza’s control but apparently without her in the room. Yes, it was again working all of sudden. That worried me with its apparent self control, a mind of its own. My need to pee did not subside at all but with a overly stiff erection there was no pee that was going to come through.

I was ready to start screaming when Lilly, in her wild state, grabbed my head and pulled my face up into her crotch as far as she could. I couldn’t resist because somebody still had my arms and legs pinned. She did it again and again forcing my face deeper into her vagina while I tried to mouth my complaints about needing air. My gestures, my nose, only managed to arouse her more and more as she dragged my face through herself.

Although I’d seen Lilly do that before it hadn’t seemed quite so intense or mean and I think she had an extra--extra intense juicy violent orgasm.

[Example: The pastel explosion of overly wrought orgasm delayed as it blasts Siza and Fern flying in the aftermath -- yeah I could do that]

I started gasping air in between Lilly’s intervals of pulling me up, then blowing as hard as I could into her vagina with sputtering, fluttering, quite a loud noise. The devil in me wanted to see some reaction as payment for my suffering. I wasn’t thinking “funny” any more as my goal but rather getting angry in panic at my abusers.

I blew hard, with all the volume I could manage. Then I started to black out.

She was having something like epileptic seizures, jerking and paralysis with her climax. I feared for her just a bit while I feared for me more and gagged, choked from moisture gushing as that air pressure escaped with all the results of her orgasm.

What a wild cacophony of blasting weird farting huge noises followed and I blurted out “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh F-U-C-K!,” responding to the juicy mess I was consumed in - directly in the blast zone. At that moment, coinciding, I let go a huge ejaculation, obviously primed by all the action and because my penis was so much more sensitive. It seemed a goddess was having a human moment and instead of peeing my boner went off with gizem.

Prior to this I didn’t know it could do that.

To top off the morning and to salute my new overly adjusted penis works, suddenly, without warning, I’d let go of a huge ejaculation glancing off Lilly’s back. I didn’t know what happened to whoever else was on top of me. Then my penis started flailing and gizem hit the ceiling with a resounding thud and cascaded down in snotty pendants only to be hit with another ejaculation and another each raising a larger bloom skyward and all sides. Many times continued as the gizem really rained down on us all concentrated by repeating catapults in every direction. It was a scene, gizem blasting blooms, falling wads of blob, cascading everywhere and I lost count. I didn’t care about anything other than revenge and it was obviously sweet.

The boys had taken off running away in the confusion. Yet, again, I’d gone off without warning and scared them. At the moment, yes, there was something satisfying about that alright.

Lilly had the stuff piled on her head and flowing down over her shoulders after she had jolted forward off the top of me with the force of the second blast. She looked ridiculous and I felt just a bit of reprieve, pay back for my abusive treatment by her. She wasn’t saying anything, just back sitting on me when Vern injected loudly, “Ooooooh--K-a-y! I think we better get going to our cows before it gets late!”

Lilly got up on her knees, straddling me. She was really wobbling, almost not able to get up. I scooted forward and she slumped to collapse down and managed to aim my ejaculation juicy blooping erection right up into her vagina. Ploop, and she was home. Her composure changed dramatically as she sighed and raised her arms high above to savor the gizem filling her up. Some reprieve - she was receiving a last reward for her abuses of me as my penis went off again, “My GAWD!” a blast without warning.

Lilly flew away backwards in the moment and I again got some satisfaction for my abuses. I’m sure she didn’t realize what was coming after she slid down on my penis. Yes, I was more now, more than she realized, yet a better- bigger fuck than she imagined.

So I scooted out from under and stood up on the bed moving to her as she lay back to let post ejaculation mini pulses ooze out on her front and on her head. “There,” I thought as she simply affixed her mouth over the source. I stared down at her and wondered as the gizem piddled away. I wasn’t going to move; she could move. She sucked and sucked. She got up and weaved around as I stood there in soaked shocked agony. That was the most frightening arousal I’d EVER experienced in my short career as the breeding livestock.

The pee was not coming although I felt like I was going to explode. I staggered out to the loading dock, stood there on the edge, waiting for relief, trying to wipe my face off.

Lilly came out and hugged me from behind, her head to one side. She was still not letting me get any relief by continuing to squeeze my balls and as quick as that I went off with an ejaculation shooting straight out into the parking area way beyond the loading dock.

She let go of my penis with a thwang as it wrenched aside and shot some more. That resulted in my ejaculations going off in all directions, straight up, and Lilly was not exempt from getting hit again. It certainly served her right. I didn’t think she understood how volatile my penis had become and the expenditure was leaving me weak.

My legs gave out under me as I collapsed on the dock, totally physically spent.

Yes, served her right for being so mean I thought. But she slid over to me in the gizem. With a snap of her finger she thwacked my penis and got it to go down more quickly then it came up. Suddenly I was able to go pee as I laid there unable to move and I just let it go. “WHEW,” I said, “ ... t-h-a-n- k-s.”

What a mess. I didn’t care.

[An example of Lilly tending to a painful pee boner on the loading dock, early on]

My poor bladder, stretched, burning but finally relieving, left me shaky with cold chills running up my back. “Fuck her,” I thought. But then I had.

I just lay on my side. “Lilly, why did you do that to me?” She laughed at that and then as she turned over to go back into the bunk house she jabbed a finger in my butt. “YOW-OW!” I just about fell off the loading dock which caused her to crack-up. She disappeared saying, “That’s for not filling me with all the joy first thing this morning, Mr. Boner-no-go!” “You could have done that differently”, I yelled. “You don’t know about the adjustments last night and the sudden ejaculations now!” “Yes I do big boy.” “Well, I did shoot you off my penis twice -ANYHOW!” Everything seemed so unfair. “Better late than never.”

I was sorely sad and surely abused. “Adjustments!. Somebody better give me some real love pretty soon,” I yelled out to nobody around. It was obvious it didn’t take much if any love to make me go off now.

I had to seriously ponder my situation in life, a mere livestock. I had endured too much torture in last 12 hours. “Should I run away now” was my question hoping that Lilly was too far way in the bunk house to read my thoughts. Or maybe I wanted her to hear that. I had no clothes. If I ran away I probably looked really weird, would gather attention. I truly didn’t want to suffer anymore at the hands of mean nymphs. I was so perplexed. “WHY ARE YOU ALL SO MEAN,” I screamed into the wind. But I pondered about my now hair trigger ejaculations and if that might happen without warning if I ran away naked.

We had headed out to call the cows without cleaning up the mess in bunk house because we were decidedly late with that prolonged love-torture impromptu. The sheets on my bed I’d torn off and thrown into the watering trough to leave them there as we made our way out to the night pasture. Lilly was disheveled by her early morning fun. She’d skipped putting on her clothes and didn’t look her usual self. I was encumbered with an eternal giant erection even in my tired state. Its swing side to side as I walked down the trail was like wearing a pendulum sticking straight out. My Gawd the place was filthy, smelly, certainly strange beyond words and I had a penis that was extraordinarily odd and juicy.

I asked her to “Please, leave me alone for a bit” because I was still in shock after the abuses. She gave me a somewhat surprised look as though she thought I enjoyed her treatment of me. “Are you a-n-g-r-y?” she responded. I gave her a look I hoped would get the message across and of course she could read my mind. Yeah, I was disappointed in her treatment of me. “I love you,” I said, “and I do love the sex but that was over the top rough just now. I’m not supernatural or experimental. I’m just human and afraid of your strength and power.”

We were a sight to see and for sure a motley crew of misfit looking characters, two naked and me walking funny with a sore butt opposite my huge stiff penis. But as usual we would not encounter anyone, anyway.

Lilly left us to walk ahead and around the end of the bunk house while Vern and I followed the herd into the big loafing shed. She would go get her clothes back on and I would be left in my birthday suit as a sore butt breeding long prong livestock on 24 hour call.

IN THE MILKING PARLOR

“Why were you so rough with me this morning?,” I asked Lilly when we got a chance to be away from the other guys. “I was just in the mood,” she said. “It wasn’t intended to upset you so much but I guess we just aren’t used to your sensitive side. You’re smart and sometimes I can forget it matters. If I, well... , you’ll get used to me and often I like to play sex rough. It’s a real turn-on for me.” She gave me a kiss and held my head tightly to hers as if she was really trying to make up. She smelled extra good.

“If I should apologize for being a mere human, well, I’m making love with supernatural goddesses. I do the best I can.” She reached out, took my penis and held it gently, caressed it with some fondling as if to soothe it from previous abuses.

Lilly and I were at the far end of the walkway from the other four talking when the little door suddenly banged opened. It was the son popping his head in. “Oh good, you’re right here.” I noted he was focused on my penis and her hand in play. Of course he was. “I have a visitor out here who wants to see the new breeding stock. You need to bring him out to the parking area so you can demonstrate him. “I’m fine with that,” said Lilly in a smart tone. “Okay, let’s go then. It won’t take long and you can get back to milking.” “Oh dear”, I thought.

We all went out through the door, the son leading the way. Lilly pulled me along as we climbed over the runway stanchion pipes and made our way to the parking area.

There was a newer truck parked and a person sitting inside behind the wheel. We all three walked in line, Lilly groping my erection and the person inside, a woman, started to get out, then stopped and just sat there with the door open, staring at us as we moved closer.

The son waved to her and gestured to come on out. “This is the breeder and Lilly is our trainer.” The woman slowly descended from the cab and was at first obviously either reluctant to come forward or intently focused with three of us in question. I assumed she wasn’t expecting the son to be accompanied by a naked guy. She appeared to be young, lovely, quite serious and now very interested in what she saw.

[This nude encounter with a stranger was an extreme level higher embarrassment for sure but I had to play the role for Lilly as just livestock and I had a stretching ranking larger erection to make it even more embarrassing]

As we got closer I could see her wide eyed expression and her eyes wandering up and down Lilly’s form. But as we stepped even closer she seemed most interested in my penis and nothing else about me as far as my carcass was concerned. When we stopped the son said, “Well, here we are and I’d like to have Lilly demonstrate this livestock’s attributes for you. As you can see this one is really ready to go. This sire is almost always aroused, totally ready to breed.”

The woman slid down off the seat and without hesitation started walking around me, studying my body with a hands on approach. Lilly motioned to the son to go off to the side, she wanted to talk. They moved off several feet away and I could see Lilly talking earnestly to him. She obviously wanted to know who this person was and why the demo. I wondered if Lilly was jealous. I wondered why she had to wonder.

I felt really embarrassed by the situation, a stranger of the opposite sex closely examining me like I was just livestock. This set me back quite a ways into shy even though I’d tried so hard to be cool about my condition. It made me feel chilled like the air temperature had suddenly changed.

But as the woman walked close, studying my face, my eyes, using her hands to feel me all over, gently, I became compelled to be close to her. She was warming things up and she reached up, touched my face, gripped my jaw and opened my mouth with a tug on my chin just as that extension agent had done.

She stuck two fingers in and felt my tongue, moved my lip up to look at my teeth while she used her other hand on my neck for a steady rest. She ran that hand up and through my hair and smiled. I liked that her hands were warm. Her fingers tasted good and she smelled really good although not quite as good as one of the sisters.

I took in a deep breath through my nose making it noticeable, just like an animal would do in a strange environment. I kind of liked being the animal in this situation like I was giving her a good sniff. She pushed herself closer to me and I felt myself respond as my stiff penis rubbed up against her.

Certainly it didn’t bother her I was naked and moreso with a boner as she really examined me. She remained still for a few moments; you would think she was taking my pulse or something. Then with her other hand she reached up and closed my mouth on her fingers gently. I had an urge telling me to suck on them. I did. She smiled while staring into my eyes.

I sucked harder and massaged her fingers with my tongue, gripped with my lips, closed my eyes to envision what I was doing and pursed my sucking. That was an impulse surprising me as much as it may have surprised her. She slowly pulled her fingers out, reached down with those moist fingers to hold my penis. Amazingly it sprang, jumped even more erect instantly at her touch. Apparently it liked her. I shivered and she seemed a bit surprised at the response but she smiled into my eyes as her eyes showed more interest and she pushed even closer to me so that I could feel her warmth.

She kept feeling my erection, squeezed, stroked up the tip, and pulled up on it causing it to really curl up hard. The erection actually pulled on my balls and the skin on my legs like it had reasons to like her. Then with her free hand she rubbed my body cascading down until she caressed the rest of my scrotum and cupped my balls for some massaging. I must have look perplexed and all of this took place with my back to Lilly and the son. So the woman reached further forward with her face and gave me a pretty juicy kiss and breathed on my cheek while she was obviously sniffing me in return.

Oh my; I could have fucked somebody right there on the spot. It was like she enjoyed the earthy scent of the manure splatter milking work and Lilly had spread on me.

“Uh-huh,” she said. I was extremely erect, throbbing and I sighed as I shook a little more and sniffed her again.

I couldn’t help myself with my wondering and I whispered, “Who are you and what do you want?” She seemed a bit surprised at my question or perhaps the fact I was speaking. She waited a moment, not having let go of my balls and said, “A neighbor, a horse breeder and I’m interested in a new blood line. You look fit.” She stroked my erection up to my belly, squeezing harder and it felt really good. I got bold and replied, “Well, you feel really good and you can keep doing that if you like.” That really seemed to catch her fancy and she moved her body more firmly close, close enough that I could feel her warmth even more and I was getting really horny as I sighed, panted breath. “Oh yeah. You could fuck me right NOW.” I shocked myself at my brazen boldness. “I’m the lover of goddesses and we should get together.”

She was about to reach around and fondle my butt when a spurt of gizem lubricated the scene. She wasn’t repelled by that but was kind of concerned or reacting oddly as she pulled some more on my penis and more gizem ran out and down over her hand. Just about that time Lilly and the son turned around to come back.

The woman let go of my penis and backed up a few steps and turned her focus to the two approaching. Quickly the son interrupted, “Well, what do you think?” “I think you have a wonderful breeder here.” She quick winked at me as she held her hand up to make the gizem obvious.

I scolded myself for fostering the idea of fucking her with Lilly so close by. I was so horny.

Lilly had daggers in her eyes pointed at the woman. She obviously didn’t take a liking to her at all. The woman eyed Lilly up and down while Lilly looked aside, noted I had a really stiff erection that was oozing gizem, gave me a look and also a wink. She wasn’t jealous. She was up to something as she noted the bold gesture of the woman holding up her hand, letting the gizem dangle down swinging to the ground.

Lilly was perused very carefully by the woman with eyes that were critical apparently trying to make her feel self conscious. I knew that wouldn’t work and Lilly simply reached over and took hold of my penis with a lift while maintaining unblinking composure starring back at the woman’s eyes. She grinned, started rubbing the tip of my erection with her thumb, the opening, side to side smearing more gizem around. She smiled at the woman and winked. I got weak in the legs because it felt so good and it was hard not to moan so I just panted. The woman noted that and seemed get a bit aroused, jealous, who knows. Lilly casually reached with her other hand to catch some gizem with her finger and stuck it in her mouth which really got the attention of the woman.

[A comical render depicting Lilly walking her pet in town, shopping, and actually as time passed she did take me to town regularly for walks, kind of showing off her livestock lover]

Moments passed. Lilly methodically licked more gizem off her fingers and finally the woman spoke as the son stood frozen in a stare that left his mouth half open. “I like this animal,” the woman said. “And I’ve never before run across a trainer who was so unique. That’s all very interesting.” And she again perused Lilly’s body with her eyes while speaking about her, not to her until, “Have you ever tried him out yourself?” She grinned very broadly and winked at Lilly surely trying to tease and embarrass.