Cody Rey has had some kinky experiences in his life. Many involve people showing him a side of his partners that they would never show anyone else. It's all a part of being part of that sex-positive vibe he has going for himself. Oh, the stories he can tell of his younger years, when he was stupid and lucky, getting into all sorts of sexy shenanigans.
But here in this suburb, he's hit the degenerate jackpot—a family filled with cattle who are looking for a good time beyond the scope of the world's general ideals for tripping up the taboo. So far, Billy, this sexy, slutty cowboy under him, is the most fucked up and incredible of them all.
"Let me get this straight," Cody chuckles, rubbing his palm over his cowboy's tummy. "Anything I do to you today… you want me to do to your sister, too?"
"S… she's gotta want it…" Billy responds, gripping the sheets.
"Of course," Cody growls. "I'm a nice cow fucker," Cody leans in, his cock already so hard, so wanting from this new enlightenment provided by his cowboy. He teases at Billy's hole, swirling up and down and side to side.
Billy's hole puckers in anticipation, his hot mooing rolling out from his throat as he breathes heavier breaths.
Cody nips at the femboy's neck. "You're a dirty guy, you know that?" he asks, hand stroking up and down his trunk while he keeps one cheek spread. "But you can't back out if I do it. You'll have to hear about it, got it?"
"H-huh?"
"It's your idea. You should know all about it, right?"
Billy bites his lips, nodding quickly.
"What's that, cowboy? I can't hear you."
"Oh god…" Billy groans, lowering his head. "F… fine! I wanna hear about it… how you… how you conquer her. Just please, please, fuck me already!"
"That's my fucked up little cowboy." He purrs, and with that, his head enters his shaft.
Billy groans, and lowers his head, huffing, his cock hardening, his tail slapping lazily along Cody's side.
"Who would have thought you had such a pervy mind, cowboy?" Cody says. "I get you this hard with such thoughts… alright, nnff… let's go!"
He wraps both arms around his femboy, shoving his cock deeper into the bull's ass. He builds it up, pulling back, pushing in until the lubed-up parts start slipping and sliding in a perfect plapping.
"Oh fuck, I should… shoulda… brought a… bell!" Cody chuckles, letting the creaking of his bed make up for the lack of other sonic components.
Of course, Billy adds his own vocal component to the erotic dance. His lulling grunts and the slapping of his cock against his thigh fill the room with a symphony of horniness the likes he hadn't experienced before.
Billy has had so many times with toys and playing around on camera. Still, a full pounding while his wildest wishes were coming true… that's something he never imagined in his life!"
"Gonna, nnf, fuck… gnn… every last one… haha.. Of you!" Cody exclaims, reaching up and grabbing the bull by the horns, pulling him up, holding him in place as he sits up, rocking his hips in slamming shoves into his butt.
"Aaaaa! F… ff… fuuuuuck!" Billy gasps, his tail slapping around and precum oozing out from his cock.
"We're not… ha… leaving… ngh… until you're… pregnant!" The coyote howls, slamming his hips deep into the femboy's ass.
It's too much for Billy to take. His poor prostate has never been so struck over and over and over again. He can't hold back, and as his eyes roll back. His tongue hangs out, and he pours out the emergency ejaculation of all of his sperm and his sauce, milked so thoroughly and with more and more semen spilling with each and every additional thrust. With each spurt and pump, his cries of delight become hoarser and hoarser, less coherent, more desperate, until his cock limpens up and heaves, but it doesn't release anything else. He's spent, completely turning one spot of the bed into a pool of cum.
And just as he was finished with his own eruption, Cody slammed himself as deep as he could inside of Billy, gripping so hard to the horns that they felt like they were going to almost be ripped off.
But he doesn't care about that because he's too busy feeling the warmth pump deep and deep and deeper into him, filling up his body, shooting up into his belly, no doubt. He coughs and groans, half-expecting to vomit up the coyote's cum, but he just spits up and groans, falling to the bed right on top of his own mess.
Cody leans forward over him, panting, running a hand down the cowboy's back.
"Heh… yeah… breed 'em all…" the coyote says, pulling himself free, his cock and Cody's ass leaking, dripping in delight.
Billy doesn't get up and instead wraps his arms around a pillow, lying and resting.
Cody stretches and nods, standing himself up. He walks toward his window, taking a great breath of fresh air.
He blinks but smirks, placing his hand on the windowsill and leaning out to peer into the suburbia beyond. When he stares out to the neighboring backyard, there was Bob, a large bag of soil over his shoulder, staring up at the window, jaw dropped.
"Hey there, neighbor!" Cody shouts, waving his hand. "Sorry I couldn't come over. I was busy making your son call me daddy too!"