My first time with a sheep

When I was around the age of 18 to 19 I had my first experience with a sheep, to be more specific an ewe. Being raised in the countryside I had often seen the wildlife of my country up close and somewhat personal, cows, horses and sheep were pretty commonly seen, But I digress. One night in the month of July I happened to be exploring my little village, being between the ages of 18 and 19 and in a remote region life tended to be rather dull and somewhat tiresome at the best of times. As my friends lived in the town a few miles away and transport being unreliable to say the least, I often spent my days helping out with construction projects and doing some repair work. It paid well and I loved helping out the neighbours, but I needed something more, something worthwhile. I happened to cross a small flock of sheep, primarily all ewes and a few lambs that were coming to what I can only assume to be their teen years. I am not well-versed in the life cycles of sheep, but seeing a few would be rams with small lumps on their heads did lead me to assume their horns would be growing soon.

Anyway, I followed the small flock through the nature trail that ran through the village, it use to be a railway line during the early 1900’s but over the course of the century production halted, jobs were lost, and with it the railway line was redirected. All of the iron was torn up and in its place a nature trail walk was placed down, during the early years the land looked damaged, broken even, but as plants began to grow and trees rose around the path it become a beautiful place to walk. I followed the ewes along this trail and found where they dwelled over the summer months. At night if you kept your window open during these months you could always hear the sounds of them nearby but could never pin point where, tonight I had found them, led back to their home by a flock of ewes who didn’t seem to mind me. As they moved into their little home among the trees in a small clearing, I sat on the trunk of a nearby tree that had fallen watching them closely. It was peaceful, calm and relaxing to see such animals not seeming to care that I was present in their home. Things changed suddenly when I noticed off near the tree line, roughly 800 yards away, one ewe was trying to mount the other, I am no idiot, I know an act of procreation when I see one, this ewe must have been in heat, I had never felt any attraction towards an animal before but I couldn’t help but look towards the dripping fluids that seemed to radiate from under their tails. My reaction was near enough immediate, I felt my erection growing within the confines of my jeans.

I started to ponder as to if a man could possibly mate with an animal? would it even be possible? more so would I be considered a freak if anyone found out? Thoughts of being caught in the act were quickly overwhelmed by the horny part of my post-teen brain. I wanted sex, and be damned I was going to get it. I approached the ewe slowly as to not startle her, as the ewe adorning her rear bolted off in the direction of the flock she was quick to turn and face me head on. I stopped slowly and got to my knees, making myself somewhat smaller and less of a threat as I spoke softly to her. “Sssh, it’s okay honey, I am not going to hurt you.” I said to her over and over again, the ewe approached me and began to sniff me all over, akin to how a dog might greet its master upon returning home. She inhaled deeply near my crotch region with a pretty sizable lump visible and off to the right side. I remember thinking to myself “well, at least she knows I am a male now.” which judging by what she did next may have proven to be correct. The ewe turned around and faced away from me, before slowly moving backwards with her backside pressing into me. “Hold on girl, hold on.” I remember saying as I gently placed my hands onto her hips as if to calm her down. A Small amount of slime got onto the crotch of my jeans, this would be fun to explain should my folks be awake when I returned home. But enough of messing around, I needed to get off and here was the golden opportunity to do so. With little rationality behind my actions, I undid my jeans and lowered them to just above my knees, the weather was warm and the cooling temperature of the night air did little to phase me. I did notice that the slime oozing from her tightly enclosed pussy may not be enough for me to get deep into her, as such I spat onto my cock to add an extra layer of lubrication for us to have our fun.
Without a second longer of hesitation I lined the head of my cock up against her pussy, after rubbing it the length of her slit I began to push inwards. Thank god I used some of my saliva as lube, inside she was tight, warm and wet and had I jerked off even remotely earlier, I may have blown my load right then and there. I wanted to be gentle to start, more so for fear of hurting her than not getting the chance to fuck her to completion. But it did grant me some intimacy from her and I reproducing, granted I couldn’t get her pregnant but perhaps it was nice to feel some attachment to making love as opposed to just fucking. Anyway, I continued to push my length into her, slowly working my way deeper and deeper into the wet, slick pink of her inner canal. Her walls reacted to my intrusion and gripped tightly against my cock, as if already trying to milk me for my seed. I grinned as I looked down and saw my cock halfway buried into her tight cunt, seeing myself getting deeper into her was such a turn on and yet I knew I needed to take it slow. After 4 then 5 inches of my cock entered her cunt, the constrictions and her slimy, tight pussy was too much for me, inhaling sharply I thrust forward and penetrated her with all 8 inches of my fuck meat. She let out a small bleat but quickly silenced herself as I began a manic thrusting to bring us both pleasure, In and out I thrust as her juices coated my cock and seemed to bathe it in her scent. This seemed to awaken the animalistic side of me, I began to hit home deep into my chosen lover and fucked her earnestly, showing no signs of slowing down. Her bleats and my ragged breathing were all I could hear, combining with the sounds of her pussy being fucked by my girthy cock. It felt truly amazing, I fucked her hard and deep for what felt like hours but in reality was likely only minutes, until of course the tell tale sign of my orgasm began to wash over me.
I knew I wouldn’t last more than a few seconds at this point, without warning I hit home deep within my ewe and groaned out as my balls churned ropes of my thick seed through my cock and out of my tip deep into her pussy, I know I couldn’t impregnate this beauty but by god I tried, not wishing to pull out I remained within her and flexed my cock to ensure she got every single drop of my sperm that I could possibly give her. After a few minutes I felt myself begin to get soft and slowly withdrew to be greeted by a beautiful sight. Her pussy was expelling small amounts of my cum, not all of it as I assumed I had shot it deep into her, but enough to state that I had claimed her pussy as mine, she was my mate, and I was hers. I smirked watching as it stringed down a few inches before dropping into the grass below us. I knew I had better get home so after rubbing her rump and saying thank you I tucked my satisfied cock still coated in her juices and mine back into my boxers and pulled them and my jeans up. I headed home on cloud nine, knowing that I would be coming back real soon for more.