Cow Tf Stories

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Quick Trip to the Barn

by conroy39 on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

Amanda turned another corner sharply. The downtown sidewalks were jammed with the usual lunchtime crowd of suits and casual tourists, waiting in line at hot dog stands and enjoying the spring weather. She pushed her way through as quickly as she could, mouth set firmly in a tight frown and eyes fixed down the street on her destination. Come on, come on... sh...

Getting My Own Cow Girl

by Cowman82 on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

This is the second part of my story about Anna, the cow girl. Obviously I would prefer that you read the first part before you read this part. The first story was from Anna's perspective and this story is from her owners perspective. This is the story of how I, Kazuhiro got my very own cow girl named Anna. At first she hated me, but now we are in love. She...

Sarah Gets Trained Ch. 11

by Steve1613 on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

"Sir, I've made my decision." Stone just looked at her over the breakfast table, not saying a word. She looked down, not meaning to look at her full udders, but also not being able to help it since they were so large and displayed on the shelf bra. The sight of them brought her back to her decision. "I will be your cow." Stone didn't say a word, just co...

Fuck Cow

by DanceOfDeath on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

"He asked me to marry him today," she mumbled as my cock hit the back of her throat. "Did you accept?" "Yes," she replied as I unleashed my cum into the back of her throat with a satisfied moan. Immediately she fell back to her knees, placed her hands behind her back and tentatively licked the remnants of cum from my wilting member. "How may your worthl...

Cat - College Cowgirl Ch. 05

by darkestneck on Mar 21, 2018
Fetish

You'd zoned completely out as the farmer had worked out the cream from your breasts, taken far away by your pleasure. How long had it been? All you knew for sure was that the small bucket set beneath you was now about half full, instead of the bottom of it just being barely covered. The pain of engorgement had faded away now to a distant memory, long since...

Cry for Me

by SlutProblems on May 21, 2019
BDSM

I wasn't crying the day he locked me in this cage. It was part of the deal we had made. I would be kept in a cage for the next 365 days and he would have the key. I would undergo his torture and torment while he demanded sexual favors of me. I would have no real responsibilities in the real world for the next year. I was checking out. I was about to be a sla...

Bacon Bacon 02

by Laurel on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

[this is a test submission, do not read. - admin] Bacon ipsum dolor amet ham filet mignon doner, boudin tri-tip short loin chicken pastrami frankfurter cow kielbasa pork chop. Biltong kevin strip steak jerky, sirloin fatback shank hamburger t-bone shankle venison pancetta beef prosciutto. Cow pork loin sirloin ribeye shank venison. Pork loin frankfurter sha...

Cat - College Cowgirl Ch. 07

by darkestneck on Apr 9, 2018
Fetish

Your farmer made way down the hill towards the barn. You followed, casually sauntering down the hill, managing to pick up some speed in your descent. Moving on all fours had become second nature to you. Keira followed slowly. You turned and looked back at her with the dopey smile of a placid cow. She looked sad. You couldn't figure out why, maybe she needed...

Milking the Cow

by Kalies on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

I studied my handiwork on Daniel. It was not bad. Black spots now randomly decorate his nude body. I took the last piece of the costume in and gestured him to turned around. Daniel reluctantly offered me his ass. He was not exactly keen on the cow play or having his ass plugged with a real cow's tail, purchased for him by yours truly from a slaughterhouse...

Mommy's Little HuCow Pt. 02

by ArtOfSilence on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

CHAPTER FOUR -- MILKING WITH A FRIEND The beginner milking station is a simple affair. It's a row of low tables that can each support a little cow while the pulsators are attached to her teats. Marilee kneels, and a soft padded bar goes under her shoulders, for support. This leaves her hands free and her arms relaxed. The table can raise and lower, and even...