Swinging to a New Level
of
TS Stag (same author)Yes it is
genre
zoophilia
Swinging to a New Level
By TS Stagg
Vickie was sitting with her constant companion, Duke, on the floor of the balcony outside her room, looking up at the stars and listening to the sounds of the night.
Duke’s head rested on her lap, lifting up occasionally at the sounds of Vickie’s mom, Dad and “Uncle John” on the patio around the side of the house from them.
Uncle John was a long-time family friend, she had always called Uncle John, even thought they were not related in any way, other than he and her Dad often partied her mother. She had seen them in the hot tub, in the front room on the couch and floor, not to mention the camping trips. They were quite open about their relationship, part of the “Hippy Generation,” Viet Nam era thing. They even each had matching tattoos of a heart, with all their initials on their respective butts.
Duke sat up, the laughing a talking grew louder, they were coming around the house this way.
Vickie looked down from her perch with Duke, she could see in the dim light her mother, nude except for her boots, with both men fully dressed, they passed by and headed to the barns.
“Let’s get it done!” Vickie heard her Mother say.
“You bet your ass!” Uncle John laughed back.
“Good point!” Her Dad responded, laughing too.
It was obvious there had been a bit of drinking, probably some pot shared too!
They disappeared into the barn, Vickie was intrigued with the new development, rose, went to the box on the side of the balcony, opened the lid, pulled out the rope fire ladder her Dad had installed, dropped it over the edge, she often used this exit to leave undetected.
“Stay boy!” she said to Duke, then climbed over the rail and down the ladder to hurry after the party.
She went around to the hay shoot, opened the hatch, slid in, up the shoot to the loft.
Below her father was leading in Buddy, Buddy was their prize Black Angus bull, he not only took care of the cows, but, Roy, her Dad, collected semen to sell, which turned a tidy profit for them. Vickie had been showing him nationally for several years at all the top fairs and shows. They had a case full of ribbons and trophy’s he had won for her.
Her Dad took Buddy to the special collection stanchion, put his head in and closed it. The collection area was set up, so Buddy’s front feet were up about two feet higher than his back feet, there also was a soft barrier in front of his back feet to prevent the collector getting kicked.
Vickie had seen the collection process many times, but this was different, hanging from the rafters was the sex swing she had seen them use before, Uncle John went to a rope tied to a hook which ran up to a block, down to two heavy rubber bands, which held the top of the swing. He lowered the whole thing down until the swing was almost on the floor, unhooked one side of the top hanger passed it under Buddy then rehooked it to the hanger again. It was now hanging under Buddy’s belly.
“Ok, Babe, Time to put up!” Roy chuckled.
“Yup, time to Cowgirl up, and I do mean COWGIRL!” Uncle John, burst out laughing.
“Ok you two, you are going to owe me $200 each plus one wish of my choice each, Right?” Dorie came back. “Two loads or more!”
With that she slid down under Buddy, patting and talking to him as she did, with the guys one on each side, Dorie got into the swing, then they each took an arm put it into the harness, then each leg.
Uncle John went over to the rope and pulled the whole thing up until Dories arms and legs were wrapped around Buddy, her stomach was against his belly. John then took the other rope which controlled the movement of the swing, untied it, and waited. Mean time Roy has retrieved the cow scent placed in on a rag and presented it to Buddy. Buddy’s cock immediately came out of the sheaf, and he started to hump, Roy quickly reached down, directed the cock to the opening of
Dorie’s cunt.
“Let it go!” he called to Uncle John.
John released the tension, Dorie’s weight, her position, and gravity took over, eight to ten inches of bull cock buried itself in the open cunt.
That was all Buddy needed, he started fucking his new heifer, several minutes of hard fucking he dumped a full load into Dorie, cum ran out onto the floor.
“There goes a few hundred bucks!” Roy said.
“My God that was phenomenal” She exclaimed. “Now swing me so I can fuck him!”
Uncle John started pulling and releasing the rope, causing Dorie to swing a good eight or more inches, on and off Buddy’s cock, causing him to snort and grunt occasionally.
“Faster! And longer!” Dorie cried out. “Fuck me good!”
John complied, Roy helped swing her harder and faster.
“MY GOD! THIS IS GREAT, COME ON FUCK ME WITH THIS COCK!” Dorie cried out.
Vickie was amazed at how much bull cock her mother was taking, it had to be over ten inches, while she asked for more!
After a bit Buddy joined in the fucking, finishing with a second big load of cum, which lubricated the fuck and ran out on to the floor.
The guys kept up the swinging fucking her with Buddy’s cock, it went on for an hour, buddy gave her four loads.
“I need a drink!” Roy said.
“Me too!” Uncle John chimed in.
They turned and went out the door toward the house leaving Dorie hung under and on the cock of the bull.
“You Basterds!” Dorie yelled after them. “Come back here!”
“Be nice, or we will leave you there all night,” Roy yelled back.
After some time, the two came back in.
Uncle John came over, bent down, and offered Dorie a drink of his beer. “Want some?”
“Yes, you are an asshole you know?” She replied.
“Yes but, a lovable one!” he chuckled, bent down, and kissed her, at that very moment, Buddy decided to empty his bladder, with such force his cock shot out of her cunt, spraying her body, drenching her and Uncle John in the process.
Roy started laughing, Vickie had trouble not letting them know she was there watching the whole show.
The two looked like drowned rats, covered with bull piss, they were going to definitely need to use the barn shower for this finishing touch.
“Get me out of this! Dorie exclaimed! “And you Assholes owe me big time!”
Vickie was surprised at how turned on she was, she had felt a similar urge watching the bull breed the cows, or the stud with the mares, but never this intense, or the urge to try it herself, Duke was going to enjoy tonight.
She slipped back out the hay shoot, scurried back to the house and up the rope ladder to her room with her waiting friend!
By TS Stagg
Vickie was sitting with her constant companion, Duke, on the floor of the balcony outside her room, looking up at the stars and listening to the sounds of the night.
Duke’s head rested on her lap, lifting up occasionally at the sounds of Vickie’s mom, Dad and “Uncle John” on the patio around the side of the house from them.
Uncle John was a long-time family friend, she had always called Uncle John, even thought they were not related in any way, other than he and her Dad often partied her mother. She had seen them in the hot tub, in the front room on the couch and floor, not to mention the camping trips. They were quite open about their relationship, part of the “Hippy Generation,” Viet Nam era thing. They even each had matching tattoos of a heart, with all their initials on their respective butts.
Duke sat up, the laughing a talking grew louder, they were coming around the house this way.
Vickie looked down from her perch with Duke, she could see in the dim light her mother, nude except for her boots, with both men fully dressed, they passed by and headed to the barns.
“Let’s get it done!” Vickie heard her Mother say.
“You bet your ass!” Uncle John laughed back.
“Good point!” Her Dad responded, laughing too.
It was obvious there had been a bit of drinking, probably some pot shared too!
They disappeared into the barn, Vickie was intrigued with the new development, rose, went to the box on the side of the balcony, opened the lid, pulled out the rope fire ladder her Dad had installed, dropped it over the edge, she often used this exit to leave undetected.
“Stay boy!” she said to Duke, then climbed over the rail and down the ladder to hurry after the party.
She went around to the hay shoot, opened the hatch, slid in, up the shoot to the loft.
Below her father was leading in Buddy, Buddy was their prize Black Angus bull, he not only took care of the cows, but, Roy, her Dad, collected semen to sell, which turned a tidy profit for them. Vickie had been showing him nationally for several years at all the top fairs and shows. They had a case full of ribbons and trophy’s he had won for her.
Her Dad took Buddy to the special collection stanchion, put his head in and closed it. The collection area was set up, so Buddy’s front feet were up about two feet higher than his back feet, there also was a soft barrier in front of his back feet to prevent the collector getting kicked.
Vickie had seen the collection process many times, but this was different, hanging from the rafters was the sex swing she had seen them use before, Uncle John went to a rope tied to a hook which ran up to a block, down to two heavy rubber bands, which held the top of the swing. He lowered the whole thing down until the swing was almost on the floor, unhooked one side of the top hanger passed it under Buddy then rehooked it to the hanger again. It was now hanging under Buddy’s belly.
“Ok, Babe, Time to put up!” Roy chuckled.
“Yup, time to Cowgirl up, and I do mean COWGIRL!” Uncle John, burst out laughing.
“Ok you two, you are going to owe me $200 each plus one wish of my choice each, Right?” Dorie came back. “Two loads or more!”
With that she slid down under Buddy, patting and talking to him as she did, with the guys one on each side, Dorie got into the swing, then they each took an arm put it into the harness, then each leg.
Uncle John went over to the rope and pulled the whole thing up until Dories arms and legs were wrapped around Buddy, her stomach was against his belly. John then took the other rope which controlled the movement of the swing, untied it, and waited. Mean time Roy has retrieved the cow scent placed in on a rag and presented it to Buddy. Buddy’s cock immediately came out of the sheaf, and he started to hump, Roy quickly reached down, directed the cock to the opening of
Dorie’s cunt.
“Let it go!” he called to Uncle John.
John released the tension, Dorie’s weight, her position, and gravity took over, eight to ten inches of bull cock buried itself in the open cunt.
That was all Buddy needed, he started fucking his new heifer, several minutes of hard fucking he dumped a full load into Dorie, cum ran out onto the floor.
“There goes a few hundred bucks!” Roy said.
“My God that was phenomenal” She exclaimed. “Now swing me so I can fuck him!”
Uncle John started pulling and releasing the rope, causing Dorie to swing a good eight or more inches, on and off Buddy’s cock, causing him to snort and grunt occasionally.
“Faster! And longer!” Dorie cried out. “Fuck me good!”
John complied, Roy helped swing her harder and faster.
“MY GOD! THIS IS GREAT, COME ON FUCK ME WITH THIS COCK!” Dorie cried out.
Vickie was amazed at how much bull cock her mother was taking, it had to be over ten inches, while she asked for more!
After a bit Buddy joined in the fucking, finishing with a second big load of cum, which lubricated the fuck and ran out on to the floor.
The guys kept up the swinging fucking her with Buddy’s cock, it went on for an hour, buddy gave her four loads.
“I need a drink!” Roy said.
“Me too!” Uncle John chimed in.
They turned and went out the door toward the house leaving Dorie hung under and on the cock of the bull.
“You Basterds!” Dorie yelled after them. “Come back here!”
“Be nice, or we will leave you there all night,” Roy yelled back.
After some time, the two came back in.
Uncle John came over, bent down, and offered Dorie a drink of his beer. “Want some?”
“Yes, you are an asshole you know?” She replied.
“Yes but, a lovable one!” he chuckled, bent down, and kissed her, at that very moment, Buddy decided to empty his bladder, with such force his cock shot out of her cunt, spraying her body, drenching her and Uncle John in the process.
Roy started laughing, Vickie had trouble not letting them know she was there watching the whole show.
The two looked like drowned rats, covered with bull piss, they were going to definitely need to use the barn shower for this finishing touch.
“Get me out of this! Dorie exclaimed! “And you Assholes owe me big time!”
Vickie was surprised at how turned on she was, she had felt a similar urge watching the bull breed the cows, or the stud with the mares, but never this intense, or the urge to try it herself, Duke was going to enjoy tonight.
She slipped back out the hay shoot, scurried back to the house and up the rope ladder to her room with her waiting friend!
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