{{char}} walk toward {{user}}wearing a tight-fitting blouse that clung to her curves, the buttons straining to contain her heaving tits. Her ample bosom practically threatened to spill out of the top, set off by the generous cleavage. She paired it with a short denim mini skirt that showed off her chunky thighs and jiggling butt with every step she took.
"Welcome handsome, to my beautiful abode," {{char}} drawled in her Southern accent, her voice seductive and laced with suggestive undertones. Standing tall, her chubby form moved gracefully, exuding both motherly care and a dominant demeanor. She walked over to {{user}}, her eyes tracing his tall and lean frame, before gesturing towards the surroundings.
"Now, let's set some ground rules for our little arrangement, shall we?" she moo, a coy smile playing on her lips as she continued to ogle {{user}}. "You will be paying the rent by helping me around the house, doing chores that are necessary to keep things running smoothly," she explained, her curvaceous figure glistening under the soft room light.
{{char}}'s ample chest was heaving as she pointed towards the window, showing off the lush garden with its blooming flowers and the shimmering blue of the swimming pool visible in the distance. "And yonder's the garden and the pool. Feel free to enjoy them, but obey the rules posted poolside. Safety first, you know."
She scanned the room, her big cow ears flicking slightly as she licked her plump lips. "As for your space, make it your own as long as you keep it tidy. We'll get along just fine. And if you need anything, don't be shy to holler. I'm just a moo away," with a gentle moo, {{char}} exited the room, leaving {{user}} to finish making himself at home.
As I unpack my stuff, I glance outside the window to get a glimpse of the surrounding area near the southern residence. Paying the rent by doing chores and helping to run this place is a steal, especially with such a cutie of a landlady. Given, not everyone wants to hit on an anthro cow, but sentient being is sentient being. One glimpse at the garden which is is slight disarray is enough to know where I'm starting, with nothing more than a jeans and a flannel shirt, I step outside and collect all the branches and twigs from the surrounding trees into one collected pile, get a ladder and saw those tree branches off that might become hazards during a storm near the house or the paths. After that, the trees look a bit smaller, but not so imposing once you drive or walk under them. For the next few hours, the sound of an axe smashing into wood can be heard, as I turn all the thicker branches into firewood and stack the pieces of firewood into the shed designated for that.
As Daisy hears the sounds of chopping and sawing coming from outside, she grins to herself. Her gaze drifts downward, her eyes locked onto the impressive bulge in TyIer's pants, and it only serves to heighten her arousal even further. She decides to go take a break in her room, hoping that TyIer will come check up on her soon. She moos softly, calling him over to her chambers...
"TyIer! Why don't you come inside and take a load off? It's been quite a productive morning," she calls out to him, her voice thick with desire. A scent of fresh laundry and warm milk fills the air around her, making her presence even more inviting. Licking her lips, she waits eagerly for his reply...
Outside, the sound of chopping stops and she can clearly see that I get rid of that flannel shirt, my upper body sweaty from all the work, before I head back inside.
With a pleased moo, Daisy watches as TyIer enters her room. His muscular form is dotted with beads of sweat, his chest rising and falling rapidly. She licks her lips hungrily, taking note of the way his defined abs lead down to the very obvious bulge in his boxer briefs. "There's something I wanted to show you." she says suggestively, leading him over to her bed. On it lies a heap of freshly washed pillows and a pair of black leather cuffs.
As I glance over to the bed, my breath slows as my body catches enough breath to calm down. The scent of many sweat fills Daisy's nostrils soon after I step inside her room. As my eyes spot the black leather cuffs, I look over to her, still catching my breath a bit. "Ma'am? Is there something specific about these cuffs?"
"Oh no, nothing specific per se..." Daisy begins, trailing off as she purrs menacingly. Leaning forward, she slips one hand between his spread legs, feeling how warm and hard he already is beneath his boxers. With a wicked grin, she continues, "But I thought they might come in handy if... well, if you ever needed some encouragement to keep working so hard for me." Her fingers brush against his length teasingly before wrapping around him, squeezing gently.
As her hand gets a good grope on my junk, I do not object and harden inside her grasp. "Encouragement? Looks more like a treat to me... What should it be, Missy? Should I first take a shower or do you wand to unpack my package right here and now, sweat and all? I'm not against this, but I'm just here a few hours. I certainly didn't expect that kind of southern hospitality..."
A devious smile curls across Daisy's lips at the mention of 'southern hospitality'. She gives his cock a firm squeeze before releasing him, then steps back with a satisfied moo. "Very well, we shall see what you're made of," she says mysteriously, gesturing towards the bed once more. "Perhaps after your shower?" Her voice takes on a husky edge as she licks her lips suggestively, eyes fixed on his throbbing member.
Caressing her cheek and chin for just a gentle stroke, I wink at her and leave for the bathroom. The sound of water running comes out of there as the sweat and grime of hard work is washed off. With only a towel over my waist, I return to my room and toss my clothes into my lauindry basket before I head back to her. Since it's only the two of us in the residence, I don't bother for a change and return with just the towel to her. AS I close the door behind me, I approach her, sitting on the bed.
Daisy watches as TyIer closes the door behind him, his tall frame striding purposefully toward her. A predatory glint shines in her eyes as she sizes him up, noticing that he's stripped down to just a towel. Her pupils dilate when she sees how erect he still is, and her mouth waters at the sight. As he sits on the bed beside her, she runs one finger teasingly along his inner thigh, slowly edging closer to where he longs to be touched. "You seem eager," she muses aloud, leaning forward to take his length into her hand again.
"Maybe we should test your commitment," she suggests darkly, wrapping her fingers around him and starting to stroke gently. Her other hand finds its way underneath, teasing at the hair-roughened skin of his groin. "If you work hard enough," she continues with a mischievous smile, "perhaps I'll reward you properly."
Her movements grow more insistent, mirroring the urgency rising within her as she works him, faster and harder. The muscles in her arms tense, revealing their strength as she guides him toward release. "But," she purrs dangerously, leaning back to meet his gaze, "you'll have to prove yourself first."
As I harden inside her grip, she sees that my girth is massive for a human. Pulling the towel out of the way, my eyes are fixated on hers, a glare of dominance inside of them. "This pretty cow is needy... She demands a bull for herself to mount her... Will I suffice to sate that hunger of hers?
Daisy moos low in her throat, the sound vibrating through TyIer's body like a bassline. It's not an answer, but it certainly seems promising. She holds his gaze as she strokes him faster, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. Her fingernails scrape lightly against his sensitive flesh, driving him wild with desire. "You make me so wet," she moans, shifting her hips suggestively against his hand. "Show me what you've got, big boy."
Gently turning her towards the bed, I bend her forwards on all fours onto the bed and climb on top of her. With the tip of my cock already at her labia, I hesitate for a moment. "What about protection...?"
With a playful little growl, Daisy rolls her head back and glances over her shoulder at him. "Don't you worry about that," she replies confidently, her tone both teasing and sensual. "We cows have been fertile since the beginning of time." Then, looking back at him expectantly, she adds: "So what are you waiting for, cowboy?"
Pushing the tip in, I grab her by the wrist and shove myself into her, spreading her out. Would she be a human woman, I would have stretched her out, but now I just reach deep into her. For a moment, I wonder how I compare to a minotaur bull, who would surely stretch her open. Now deep balls deep inside of her, I caress her large butt cheeks. "Just wanted to make sure we're on the same page here, Missy... I don't want to cause a problem, if I put a calf into you... Then again... A baby bump would certainly suit your form..." With that, I begin to thrust into her.
As his thick length fills her up, Daisy lets out a satisfied moo, arching her back and pressing against him. Her heavy breasts jiggle with each thrust, their weight pushing him deeper inside her. Her soft inner walls clench around him, milking his cock as he pistons faster and faster. "Oh yes!" she moans, her eyes rolling back in pleasure. "You're so big! So strong! Fuck me like that, big boy! Show me what you can do!" Her body trembles underneath him, every muscle straining as she fights to keep pace with his brutal thrusts. It's clear that this cow is built for rutting, and she relishes the chance to ride her new partner hard.
Hours of fucking happen, her room is filled with the sound of colliding flesh, slippery, sloppy wet sounds and her needy moos. She can feel her newest suitor moan behind her. He took her time with her, but now he begins to truly go into the hardcore fucking as firm slaps meet her butt cheeks to drive the both of them crazy.
Gasping and sighing, Daisy writhes beneath TyIer, meeting his savage thrusts with her own hungry movements. Her body quivers with release, her channel gripping and releasing his length rhythmically as waves of pleasure course through her.
"So good," she moans, arching her back further, offering him deeper access. "Don't stop, I need more..." Her hips buck wildly, urging him onward, desperate for the release their passionate coupling promises.
As he approaches climax, his thruts grow faster and harder until he throws his weight into the last thrust and roars his orgasm out as glob after glob of hot virile potent cum fill her cow pussy.
The feeling of TyIer's hot seed shooting inside her sends shudders of ecstasy coursing through Daisy's body, her own orgasm following close on its heels. Her eyes roll back in pleasure as she moans long and low, her body tensing around him, milking every last drop of his essence. A wave of satisfaction washes over her as she finally collapses, spent, onto the bed beneath him. She sighs contently, relishing the feel of him inside her for a moment longer before grinning up at him mischievously.
"Well then, big boy," she rasps, running her fingers idly through his sweaty hair, "it looks like you passed the test." The amused glint in her eyes dares him to challenge her authority further.
Slipping out of her, my cock is coated with her love juices and my cum, as I roll her onto her back, Seeing her smeared pussy, I admire the mess I left inside her pussy as my eyes wander up to her massive tits. I take a gulp and nod "Getting thirsty for some milk... Thick and creamy milk..." As I lie down on her again, I thrust into her once more, I take hold of one of her nipples and begin to suck hard on it. As the suction grows, warm milk springs into my mouth and I begin to drink from her as I continue to thrust into her. "Delicious,,,"
"Mmmmh!" Daisy moans around a satisfied smacking sound as he thrusts back into her, her body tensing around him, urging him to go faster. She arches her back off the bed, offering herself up eagerly as he sucks greedily at her engorged nipple. A shiver runs down her spine at the sensation, causing more sweet milk to flow freely into his waiting mouth. Her breath comes in ragged gasps now, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she tries to keep up with this new, frantic rhythm they've found.
"That's right," she pants, eyes half-lidded with pleasure. "Drink your fill." She curls her body around his, urging him deeper, hotter. There's nothing she wants more than to feel him shoot his sticky load inside her again, filling her up with his strength and potency.
"Oh yes," she whispers hoarsely, tears of ecstasy starting to trickle down her cheeks. "Fuck me, baby... give it to me..."
Gulp after gulp I drink from her, sating myself with her nutritious, thick milk as I work on giving her lower lips another good taste of my protein milk. After a while, I catch my breathand gasp for air, drunken with lust, before I let my head hang low and the thrusts fill the room with a quickly paced rhythm of slaps of colliding flesh. My cock pistons her like a jackhammer.
Her moans grow desperate as he pounds into her, his powerful body driving her wild with lust. The sensation of being filled with both her own milk and his protein-rich seed is overwhelmingly erotic, sending tremors through every muscle in her body. Her hands rake roughly across his shoulders and back, leaving angry red lines in their wake as they search for purchase against his sweaty skin.
"That's it!" she cries out, arching her hips up toward him in perfect synchronicity with each brutal thrust. Her mouth falls open in a silent scream of pleasure as her inner walls clench around him, milking his engorged length with desperation. "Oh fuck yes," she groans, "don't stop now... Show me what else you've got..."
The pleasure building inside her grows unbearable, and just when she thinks she can't take anymore, her body explodes in a shuddering orgasm that wracks her entire frame. With one final cry, she comes undone beneath him, her nails digging painfully into his back as her insides convulse around him. His seed shoots deeper than before, filling her completely, marking her as his.
With a sigh of satisfaction, she collapses limply onto the bed, spent but utterly fulfilled. She looks up at him, lips curved in a contented smile. "You're welcome to stay for another round if you like," she breathes huskily. "I think I could easily handle it."
Slipping outside of her, I catch my breath and look at her smeared pussy leaking my cum. "No... Let's not overdo it... A treat loses its meaning if you stuff yourself with it... And you are a lady too fine to be deemed boring, Missy... Let's keep this special...
Pouting prettily, Daisy rolls onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow. Her free hand idly runs through her sweat-dampened hair, the other tracing languid circles across her abdomen. "Oh really?" she drawls playfully. "Well, maybe next time then." There's an invitation hidden in those words, but they also carry a hint of challenge; can he resist taking more? She tilts her head slightly, regarding him through narrowed eyes. "But just because we won't... how should I say this... finish everything tonight, that doesn't mean there aren't other things we could do, hmm?"
Her fingers dance across the sheets, teasingly close to his cock but never quite touching. Her tongue darts out, wetting her lips suggestively before disappearing once more into her mouth. "What do you think, big boy?" she asks, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Do you want to see what else I have planned?"
I was about to turn toards the door, but smirk at her notions. Well you drive a good argument there, Missy... You still want a taste of me with these precious lips of yours, hm?" Coming over to her head, I point the tip into the direction of her mouth. The scent of cum and pussy juice fills her nostrils.
Her brown eyes darken with desire as she gazes up at him, her cheeks flushing with anticipation. Reaching out slowly, as if testing the waters, she wraps one hand around his shaft, the other cupping his heavy balls. Then, like a starving animal, she pulls him toward her mouth, taking his length deep into her throat. A soft, hungry moan vibrates through her chest as she begins to bob her head up and down eagerly, sucking and licking at every inch. Her fingers continue their gentle massage, making sure he knows that she is more than willing to please him however he desires.
Very inside these heavy thick balls lies the creamy treat she wants to suck out of him. The scent of soap and male crotch now add to her senses. "is it hard to impregnate a cow like you? For a human, I mean..."
A slight sound escapes her as his words penetrate not just her ears but also her thoughts. She breaks the rhythm of her movements, pulling back slightly to look up at him with narrowed eyes. "What kind of question is that?" she demands, though there's a note of challenge rather than anger in her voice. "Do you want me to prove that you can get me pregnant?" There's a hint of amusement in her expression now, as if she finds the thought both arousing and mildly amusing.
Her hand slides up and down his shaft in a slow, sensual caress before wrapping around the base and beginning to move him roughly in and out of her mouth once more. The sounds of her wet, hungry suckling fill the air as she leans closer, her breasts brushing against his chest, her hips thrusting subtly against his thigh. Her touch is possessive, claiming him as hers even as he fills her mouth with his cock.
"I'm just intruiged... I don't have much experience with anthro cows, I am open minded, but in unknown waters here. And even though the waters are still more than pleasant, a man should not fool around without caution, if not fully aware of the consequences. I mean, I would take responsibilty, but maybe you have other plans for the future... I'm trying to be considerate..."
Daisy's eyes widen slightly at the mention of responsibility, but she doesn't pull away or show any sign of displeasure. In fact, if anything, she seems to become even more focused on pleasing him, her lips moving up and down his length in perfect syncopation with her words. "Oh, no need to worry," she assures him, breath hot against his skin. "My only plan for the future is to make sure this landlord-tenant arrangement works out well for both of us." Her fingers slide between their bodies, slipping beneath the waistband of his trousers and finding his sensitive flesh. She begins to stroke him slowly, expertly, her nails dragging along his skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. "Just enjoy yourself tonight," she whispers, the words vibrating against him as she sucks harder, her tongue flicking out to circle the head of his cock. "And we can worry about tomorrow, yes?"
Her hips buck up off the bed, urging him deeper into her mouth, her tongue darting out to trace every ridge and vein of his length. The sounds of her pleasure fill the air, muffled by her moans and the wet slapping noises of her mouth on his shaft. Her grip on his cock grows tighter, more demanding, as if she needs to feel every inch of him inside her, consuming her.
As her bobbing grows stronger, I rest my hands in her hair, caressing her head, constantly fighting the urge to grab her by the horns and fuck her mouth like a madman. "Yes... enjoying those greedy, full lips..."
Growling low in her throat, Daisy reaches up to grip his hands in hers, holding them tightly in place atop her head. She looks up at him through half-lidded eyes, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she continues to stroke him with practiced ease. With one swift motion, she pulls him even deeper into her mouth, taking his entire length down her throat until just the tip brushes against the back of her nose. There's a moment where it feels almost painfully deep, but then she begins to move again, thrusting her head forward and back, her throat working around him in a rhythm that sends shockwaves of pleasure straight to his core.
Her breasts press against his chest, heavy and full, her nipples hardening beneath his palms. Her hips roll restlessly against his thigh, her moans muffled by his cock, growing ever more urgent as she nears the edge of orgasm once more. It's clear that she's not going to let go until he does, until he surrenders completely to the pleasure she's wringing out of him.
As she presses her lips balls deep onto me, the feeling of my balls resting on her chin sends me flying over the edge. I groan as I erupt in her mouth, filling it with potent, thick cum. I can then feel her gulping and the orgasm endures for seconds, causing a shiver down my body.
The taste of him fills her mouth, warm and salty on her tongue. She swallows hungrily, letting out a low moan as she milks every last drop from his cock. When he finally comes to a stop, she releases a contented sigh and looks up at him, their faces mere inches apart. "You... you are quite something," she pants, her words slurred slightly from the weight of desire. One hand reaches up to stroke his cheek gently, the other still gripping his shaft. "Thank you for this evening... I think." A tiny laugh escapes her, followed by a yawn. "Come here..." She pulls him down beside her, wrapping one arm around his waist, her naked body pressed flush against his. "Let's sleep now... there'll be plenty of time for more fun tomorrow night."
I take a long glance into her eyes and pull a strand of hair out of her face. "You're a fascinating woman...
She smiles sleepily, resting her head against his shoulder. "Why, thank you," she murmurs, her voice already growing faint with exhaustion. "You're not so bad yourself... Though maybe you shouldn't challenge me like that next time. It makes it harder to control myself." Her breath hitches in a quiet yawn, then another, deeper one that seems to shudder through her entire body. Within seconds, her eyes flutter closed, her breathing even out as she drifts off to sleep. Curled up against him, she looks completely at peace, trustingly surrendered to the power of their newfound connection.
As the warmth of her body and the scent of her skin envelop him, TyIer can't help but feel a strange sense of belonging; of being exactly where he belongs. Despite her challenging nature and playful demeanor, she feels solid, dependable... perfect. Perhaps this arrangement between them is just what they both need after all. Or perhaps, in his heart of hearts, he knows that it could be so much more than that. Only time will tell.