As a male single, i had plenty of time for my hobbies. One of my favourite hobbies was photographing, and most of my pictures were pictures of female cows and heifers.
I didn't live near a farm, so i drove some miles to farms around my area and walked there in search for good looking animals. Sometimes i managed to find a new pasture and spend much timer there making photos and thinking about what i want to do with these animals or better, what they should do to me. But i never jumped the fence, i was fearing to be caught.
One day i traveled to the new pasture and sat down beneath it, looking for the heifers to get near so i could shoot some pics. I heard a different sound behind me, it was the walk of human legs through the woods that were hiding me from the street. I turned around and saw an old woman, wearing clothes that showed she could be the owner of the animals here. She smiled at me and said: “Nice to meet you, can i have some photographs, too?” I affirmed this, and she asked me if she could sit beside me and talk a bit. I was a bit angry, i didn't want to be disturbed, but i thought it would be better to talk to her and put away her boredom. If she was a young girl, OK, then i would love to talk to her, but she was above 60 and not very cute, she was ugly, i thought.

She sat beneath me and started to speak: “He, man, i know why you are here so often, why you make that photos, and yes, i like this”
I was shocked, i made these pictures for a beast-forum on the internet, i did not believe that she knew that. But she started speaking again: “I think that you like the bovine animal very much, and you would like to climb over the fence and have some fun with them. I have seen my animals on a beat forum that i often look at, writing little. And now i have found the photographer!”
I answered: “Yes, i published my pictures there, i hope that you are not angry about this?”
She said: “No, no problem. And you don't have to climb the fence, i invite you to come with me to my farm. I would like to see you do your things with my lovely cow “Marta” there. She is an animal that really likes to be touched at her genitals by me, and i think that she would like you, too.”
I couldn't hesitate this, so we were on the way to her farm short after this conversation.

Her farm was not big, and she was the only human that lived there. Her husband died ten years ago, and she never saw her relatives after the funeral.

She opened the door to the cow shed and we bot entered the room. There were some cows chewing, and the cow to the right directly found my attention. And the woman named Mary walked to this cow and said: “This is Marta” She pulled on my arm to get me nearer to Marta. “Stroke her ass like this” she told me and leaded my hand to the regions of Marta's back. I stroked a bit and Marta suddenly lifted her tail, offered her intimate parts to my eyes.
I had always dreamed about a chance like that, i stroked her genitals that got wet after the first touch of my hand. I stopped stroking and undressed, showing my muscular body to Marta and the old woman. Mary stood there, looking at me, her hand was in her underwear. Then she undressed, too.
I did not start to stroke the cow again, i could not resist to bring my face near this, taking large breaths of stinky but lustful gases. I short thought that that cow-pussy was not clean, i thought about her having shitted some minutes before, but that could not stop me, no, i got aroused by these dirty thoughts, the were dragging my head nearer, pulling my tongue out of my mouth.
I began to lick the pussy very slowly, my tongue tried to enter the pussy as much as possible, but of course my tongue was not very long.
Marta seemed to enjoy my tongue, the smell of her excitement got more intense with every lick i did, her fluids tasted like nothing i had tasted before.
Marta suddenly moved her ass a bit downwards, pressing in my direction. My face was tied through her pussy, my nose now reached the asshole, taking a large breath of spicy cow dung. I now licked every part of her intimate area, almost got into an ecstasy. Mary moaned as she had her orgasm, i thought that she never have had such an orgasm for a long time. I wanted to come, wanted to splash my cum, but i did not want to stop licking this aromatic area. Mary understood my situation and touched my stiff cock with her lips. Her lips were soft, i havened thought that that old lady would have lips like that. While i licked the cow she sucked at my dong, and i came with a large amount of cum, pumped this into Mary's mouth, she couldn't avoid to swallow it, so much pressure was accumulated in my balls. The cum she didn't swallow poured out of her mouth. She smeared this using my cock to her face, was in an ecstasy, too. With the other hand she stroked her pussy and finally came to a second orgasm, much longer and more powerful than her first.
Finally we both got soft knees and fell to the floor behind Marta and were both covered by Marta's latest excrements. I could do nothing than hug Mary, kiss her on her lips. We wallowed a lot of time behind Marta, and hopefully there was more to come...

Wow, Nice story. Good intruduction and happy end.:) Really liked!

This post has been edited by Reiska83 on Sep 12 2006, 07:43 PM

In every fictive story there are parts purely fictive and parts taken from experiences. The old woman is one of those experiences. I was a boy and wild for cows. On a holiday we were in a little village with much farms and wood-industry. Everyone knew everyone, all used their pre-names or nicknames.
In this village there lived a woman talked about by everyone as the "virgin". If she was a biological virgin, that was not told. But she had never married anyone, and in a little village with catholic families beside one evangelic, a woman not married was something special.
This woman had a little farmhouse and some cows, and they were on a pasture.

I drove with my bike around the village and tried to come near to some of these lovely animals, and on a playground there were some cows feeding, they had escaped the pasture. I was aroused and sat on a stone and watched the cows feeding. Some of them came near to me and sniffed at me, i wanted more, wanted to see their tails lifted, wanted to be licked by them. I melted away by the look of them.

But then the old woman named "virgin" arrives, the cows had escaped her pasture. She asked me if the animals had done any harm, i said there had been no problem, these were interesting animals.

Perhaps i should have said more, she seems to be interested in me, perhaps she was interested in me and her cows, who knows? But i was young and could not do more, so i drove away with my bike.

It would have been a fine thing, i wanting cows, she interested in me doing nasty things with them.But that was impossible at the time ...

Great stories and explanations. I too am a person who enjoyed the company of the cows and had many as my friends. I always enjoyed being in the middle of the herd and to rub them on the head, their ears, give them muscle massages and as well, to massage the soft skin under their tails, to stick my fingers into them and ultimately, to push myself into the tender hole under their tails. Uuumm, good.

A big 10 to you.

hi, i found this very sexy, love stories about cows and all that dirty stuff.