Slut Finder: The Complete Series

by Sasha Scott

  Along with just cow print clothing a thick collar formed around her neck, hanging a small bell off the front while around her head formed a headband which came complete with the horns. She’d been turned into a very different type of cowgirl.

  I enjoyed seeing her in her actual work clothes but nothing could compare to seeing her on the farm in that cow print bikini, revealing that her tanned skin was actually an all over look.

  This though was not the time to be admiring the looks of my newest lover. I had to stamp down my authority as the farmer over my animal.

  “Now,” I said firmly, looking down at my cowgirl, cupping her chin and tilting it up towards me. “What are you doing out here?”

  She began to fidget with herself like a child who had been caught misbehaving. Now was a better time to admire her looks, especially just how big her chest was. I couldn’t tell when she had a shirt on but her chest was absolutely giant. This wasn’t part of Slut Finder’s influence was it?

  “I don’t know,” she muttered softly, nibbling on her bottom lip. “Am I in trouble sir?”

  “You will be if you don’t take me back to the milking stall with you this instant young lady,” not that she was that much younger than me.

  Of course my threat more than did the trick and she grasped a hold of my arm tightly and began to tug me along with her. I was getting the grand tour in a way no other would.

  “Sorry sir, right away.” Her words were quick and hectic, just like her feet pattering across the dirt floor of the farm. A good girl like her probably wanted to stay out of trouble. It was fine though, soon she was going to be behaving like a very bad girl.

  The milking shed was pretty much what I expected it to be. Outside it looked like a large barn, tinted in a shade of red, and within there were rows of metallic stalls filled with cows; real cows and not any skimpily dressed girls like I had in my possession.

  After guiding me into the middle of the barn, Courtney turned around and looked at me with big, brown, expecting eyes. Was she looking to be praised for her work? Buckling I pressed my hand down onto her head and gave her a small pat.

  “Now that’s a good girl,” I rumbled out, a cheerful smile forming on her lips. Then I noticed something quite unusual with the sexy little thing. On her chest, in that tight cow print bikini top of hers, started to form some small wet patches. My eyes narrowed down on the unexpected sight, finger pointing at her breasts. “Hey, what’s going on cow?”

  She looked down at herself and then looked back up to me, tilting her head as her face looked back at me in confusion.

  “What are you talking about?” she asked me, “What’s wrong?”

  “There, on your top. Those wet marks.”

  Her face didn’t lose it’s confused look, even as the wet patches increased in size before my very eyes.

  “It’s my milk. Why, is that weird?”

  She was being so casual about it but I couldn’t be, I wasn’t under the same hypnotic trance as she was. I grasped a hold of the front of her top and pulled it sharply, uncupping her breasts from the bra as the fabric tumbled down and exposed her huge, bare, breasts. From the stiff, pink, nipples leaked beads of white. She was lactating, there was no doubt about it.

  There was no way this could be natural; Courtney didn’t have a child so she couldn’t just be lactating. This had to be Slut Finder’s doing. Not only had it given her the mindset, not only had it given her the costume it had also given her the ability to lactate for me. This was beyond my expectations and they’d be risen pretty high after a crazy week.

  My lips curled into a smirk as I reached forwards and grasped my firm hands around her soft udders, squeezing them in my palms which made the flow increase, ropes of white spraying out from my grip.

  A cute squeak poured from her lips as she squirmed around in my hold, my fingers kneading into her soft flesh, forcing more milk to pump out of her thick nipples, dripping down her bosom.

  The more I rubbed the more she got into it. Her initial squeaky gasp was gone and had been replaced with the sweet sounds of moans, cream trickling down her pale flesh. I wanted even more.

  I leant in close to her chest and opened my mouth wide, latching onto her breast, engulfing one of her lactating nipples. I slurped on her milk, drinking fresh from the udder, tongue lapping at the underside, licking up her dairy.

  She wrapped her arms around my head and hugged me tight, moaning hotly as I drunk from the source, hand still kneading into her other tit to keep the milk flowing out. That left one of my hands free, a hand that I traced down her stomach and dipped between her legs, slipping into those panties to see if she was enjoying it as much as I thought she was. The wetness my fingers sunk into pretty much confirmed it.

  Greedily I drunk up her milk. It was so thick, so rich and so sweet. I hadn’t drank up breast milk since I was a baby, I could see why I enjoyed it so much; Courtney’s milk was delicious.

  I pulled myself back from her chest, leaving a wet ring of my drool painted over her tit as she moaned out hotly, cheeks burning a bright shade of red. I peeled my hands from out of her moist panties, rubbing the wetness up along her stomach, making it shine with her own lust.

  “So…” she started off softly, a gulp being caught in the back of her throat. “How’d that taste?”

  “Delicious,” I growled to her, licking my lips. Sure one helping was nice but I still hungered for more. It was hot after all, I’d had to take a long trip to get here and how many chances would I have to drink straight from the tit of a sexy cowgirl?

  I grasped a hold of her hand and began to pull her along behind me, leading her through the milking shed as I looked for somewhere a bit more appropriate for us to play together. Right at the back of the barn I found the kind of thing I was looking for, bundles of hay stacked in place.

  Guiding her over to a bale of hay which was down on a level to make a convenient seat for two I pushed her down first, forcing another adorable squeak from her lips. Next I took care of my own problem, grasping my belt and opening it up, sliding from my constricting jeans and boxers to finally give my throbbing cock some room to breath.

  Her eyes stared into my meat rod, lips opened up and wrapped into a tight ring. She probably hadn’t seen one so big before. That mouth of hers looked tempting but I had something else in mind, grasping hold of her nipples firmly, squeezing my touch down deeply. I forced more squirts of her milk to release from those thick nipples, spraying the whiteness over my cock.

  I lubed my shaft with her breast milk, making it shine in her cream before my fingers switched from her nipples into the softness of her size, squeezing them tightly together as I pushed up closer to her and into the sandwich I’d created, pressing my milk lubed cock up into the underside of her cleavage.

  It was rare to find a woman with breasts this big, naturally anyway. The fact that she lactated too was just another bonus, allowing me the rare opportunity to satisfy myself in this way. I kept her chest squeezed tightly around me, the hotness of her milk still dripping down against me as I used her tits to jerk myself off.

  Courtney moaned hotly from the sensation of my large, throbbing, hot, shaft thrust up into her softness and my lap slapped into the underside of her thick rack, making those breasts bounce and glow a hot shade of red from the force of my body. Tits this big deserved to be used like this, it would be a crime not to.

  “Does it feel gooood?” she asked me, even dragging her o’s in a way most fitting of her outfit and role. She was still eager to impress me, not knowing how much she already had.

  “It feels amazing!” There was no reason for me to lie about this, it really was incredible. It felt like sinking into the most luxurious of pussies, the softness squeezing around me viciously. My cock was aching for release within those fat pillows.

  My words of praise lit up her face with joy, hot breaths pumping from her lips as she watched in fascination as I used her chest like a cocksleeve, humping into the tight mold of her soft udders,
throbbing as my release grew closer.

  “Is sir going to cum with my udders?” Her eyes rolled back up to me as she asked, her cheeks glowing with a vivid cherry red.

  I nodded my head, trying to fight off release for as long as I could. I wanted to savor the feeling of those huge tits for as long as I could, even as my body was aching to squirt and paint her chest with my manly cream.

  Her tits though, they were just too perfect. They were giant, they were soft, they gushed enough milk to feed a full nursery. My lustful thumping into those heavenly funbags pushed me over the edge and the moans soured from my mouth into the air.

  “Here it comes cow, here it comes.”

  My fingers grasped into the sides of her thick rack, compressing her down around me as my orgasm struck. Ropes of white sprayed up in the air, being forced out of her cleavage with an intense rush which shot up and struck her on the face and chin, splashing her with my thick whiteness, cum staining into her skin with every rope.

  I left my mark all over her. Both her face and the insides of that cleavage, had been pasted with a large quantity of my cream, her body marked with the scent of my manliness and painted with my hot, clinging, thickness.

  Courtney dipped her fingers into the thick jizz splashed across her chest, swirling her touch around in the mix before bringing it up to her lips, suckling the hot, white, cream from her skin.

  “Hmm, tasty,” she moaned up to me in such a seductive fashion. I had to have more of her.

  I pushed hands to her thick, curvy, busty body, pushing her down into the hay, a gasp popping from her lips. I growled like a predator as I pushed in deep to her, opening wide and latching back to one of her nipples, drinking it up as I pressed up between her thighs and began to grind my fat rod against her juicy pussy. She was so wet, she was basically as excited as me.

  There was no need to push in just yet. I was teasing her, working her into it, feeding on her milk as I teased her pussy with my rod, polishing it in her moist, juicy, twat.

  Moans poured from her as her hands rested on my shoulders, looking at me lovingly as I eased her body into this, making her pussy lust for my size. I may have came once already but I was ready to fill her up again.

  “Sir,” she moaned down to me, voice dripping with lust. I had to release her dripping nipples just to respond.

  “Yes my cow?”

  “Please don’t tease me any longer,” she begged, spreading her meaty thighs open as wide as she could manage, her pink pussy parting to expose its beauty to me. “I need you right now.”

  Of course it was so tempting to just dive right into her, to ravish her body without a second thought but no. I slapped my shaft against her wanting mound and continued to grind, forcing the whines and whimpers to gush from her lips as she squirmed beneath my body.

  “Please!” Her voice was louder, her words more desperate as she begged for my cock in her tightness. Her legs were trembling, she needed me and she needed me bad.

  “I don’t know. I reckon I could do this all day.” Teasing her was a true pleasure, the desperation in her face as I rolled my hips and worked my rod against her plump mound. She was dripping down into the hay bale below.

  “Please!” Courtney covered her face with her hands as she glowed red, breaths gushing out, eyes leaking tears. “Please don’t tease me. Your cow is so hooorny. She needs your big, fat, dick right now.”

  I looked down to her as she stared back up at me, peeking through her fingers with those wet, sparkling, brown eyes. It would be cruel for me to tease her for any longer.

  Using my superior strength I flipped her body around, dropping her onto her chest on the hay bale we were using as a bed, grasping at her hips as I drove my throbbing manhood into her waiting, dripping, pussy, filling her up with my meat sceptre.

  Her cried filled up the barn, drowning out the distance sounds of the real cows in favor of my dressed up toy. Her tits were compressed down by her weight, milk leaking down into the hay below as I sunk my fingers into her fat ass, thrusting to drill her soft insides.

  Those tits of hers may have been huge but her pussy in contrast was tight, more suitable for her tender years. It was like a hot, sexual, juicy vice which compressed around my length, milking the endless lust from my body for her sexualized form. The more she took from me the more I wanted to give, slamming my hips into her ass, making those soft buns shake from the force of my colliding body.

  Our sex was hot and passionate, the two of us having our minds clouded with lust. Even if she was under the hypnotic spell of Slut Finder there was no faking the electricity in the air, the intense emotions that raced through our bodies. Her insides throbbed around me, lusting for my manhood.

  Sweat dripped down my bro as I panted heavily, putting all of my energy into my hips, thrusting into the large behind of the cowgirl and burying myself deep into her unbelievably tight pussy. There was a reason she was S rated and it wasn’t all to do with her bra size.

  Speaking of those tits, I couldn’t get enough of them. They shook and slapped down into the hay bale below, spraying out their milk and staining into our makeshift bed. I still lusted to suckle from those large udders.

  I pulled her up from her position, dragging her tightly into my lap which forced her body to twist to its side. I wrapped one of my arms around one of her thick legs and held on tight, pinning her into my torso as I reached forwards, squeezing one of her huge breasts, dragging it back to my lips so I could ravish every part of her.

  She wrapped her arms around me, hugging my back with a vice like force as I pounded into her juicy, dripping, mound and had my fill of her gushing breast milk, stirring her insides around on my pulsing member.

  “Soooo good,” Courtney moo’d out. Her bra may have been missing and her panties pulled to the side but she still knew she was a cowgirl for me. “Moore, moore!”

  Her thick, curvy, body was compressed up tightly in my control, ass slapping against my stomach with her free breast jiggling openly in the air, her other only contained by the thick seal of my lips. Moans poured from her spread lips, drool running over the plump, pink, pillows while her cheeks glowed red. She was a cow totally lost in lust.

  I had more control than her in both body and mind but still I knew the end was coming. I could feel my insides pulsing, throbbing, tightening up. It was a sensation I knew all too well and was about to experience again; my orgasm was imminent.

  Being a gentlemen, no matter how my appearance and actions may have presented me at times, I released my grip on her leaking nipple and growled up at the love struck cowgirl.

  “I’m so close. You’ve given me a lot of milk already, let me return the favor.”

  Her brown eyes lit up at my words as a loud, mooing, moan came pouring from her gargling mouth.

  “Oh yes sir, please sir. Give me your milk. Fill me up with your hot, thick, milk!”

  Using all the strength I could I slammed into her pussy and slapped her mound raw with my conquering fuck rod. I pierced into the depths of her tantalizing insides as the veins pulsed along my girth. The moment of truth was here and I clenched down deep and buried in tightly, sealing our bodies together as the orgasm raced through my body.

  Hot, thick, seed exploded from my throbbing manhood and sprayed into the depths of the enchanting cowgirl, coating her womb with my manhood. Her hot insides were stained with a molten white cream which clung to her body, leaving her core bubbling with my warmth.

  Moans poured from the quivering girl as she gushed and stained her thighs, and my body, with juices, being driven to bliss by my cum conquering her pussy and womb.

  The two of us fell back down onto the bale of hay, gasping for air as sweat dripped down our bodies, glistening on our skin. The cow wasn’t the only one who’d been milked in this barn.

  It took me some time to recover from my release, grasping hold of one of those large, soft, plush breasts and drinking up the sweet, relieving, mixture. There was no better way to clench my thirst than stra
ight from the tap.

  Courtney moaned as I suckled from her, the curvy girl squirming around in place as my tongue lapped over her lactating breast, slurping up the formula.

  “Ooo sir,” she moaned down to me, “Don’t be so rough, you’ll make me horny again.”

  A devilish glint lit up in my eyes as I put more pressure into my lips and began to knead her thick chest all over again. The poor thing thought she was dealing with a normal man. She was wrong. She was dealing with a man who had tasted the finer things and had a libido which could conquer them all. I wasn’t going to let her go until she realized that as fact as well. I was going to cement her place as a cow into her mind for long after my hypnosis faded away.

  Level 10: The Demon

  The previous nine days had been the most magical of my life. Ever since Slut Finder first appeared on my phone I’d be thrown into a whirlwind of sex and lust.