Dirty Cow! by Felicity McBean
(Taboo Lactation BDSM Erotica)

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Synopsis

Farmgirl Rose and her step-granddad discover their final cow dead, leaving them with no milk. But, Granddad has plans of his own: turning Rose into the replacement!

This 5,600 word story contains a milking machine, bondage in the barn, cattle prod induced orgasms, and a virgin granddaughter who loves being Granddad's dirty little cow more than anything! This story may be too dirty to handle!

(All characters in this story are 18 or over, and not blood related.)

Excerpt:

His hands hit against my big hanging breasts to make me gasp out in shock. His rough hands rubbed all over my massive swollen boobs, caressing them right from top to bottom, in the same way he’d prepare a cow’s udder. His touch turned me on, even though Granddad was doing this to me, and all those years he had milked cows made his caresses even more sensual. He couldn’t get enough of them, and he kept stroking them, groping them, feeling them all over.

He slowed his touches down, and took a stop at both of my nipples. He gripped each of them in between his fingertips of both of his hands, and circled each one round to stimulate them, along with the milk inside. The way he rubbed his rough fingertips on each of my nipples made me whine out in pain, but his touch made me so hot all over, even though I didn’t want this.

He pulled on my big hard nipples and I whimpered out in pain. He yanked them, over and over, harder and harder, stroking his rough fingertips all over my nipples all the while. Something bubbled up inside my chest, underneath my pounding heart, and my nipples tensed up along with the rest of my body, when some milk seeped out onto his hands. God, I was actually making milk. How did this happen?

Granddad released one of my nipples from his strong grip, and looked at his hand, with a smile on his face.

“That’s good quality milk, girl,” he said.

He bent down to pick the milk machine up off the floor, and I struggled against my ropes once more, even though it was no use. He was going to milk me for everything I had, and the thought of it only made my pussy wet under my small little panties.

“Time for milking,” Granddad said, with the huge smile on his face.
 

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Published September 17, 2012 17 pages
Genres: Erotica, Literature & Fiction. Fiction

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