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Summer is Comin: Chapter 6
🕑 Added 2024-06-13 20:57:13 +0000 UTCPrevious Chapter///Next Chapter
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Since the end of the school year, Summer had been planting certain seeds that promised to bear fruit when the time came right. One such seed was getting on much more personal and friendly terms with her neighbors, a lovely bovine couple that were known for being outgoing and upstanding members of the community. Glen and Elaine Haxon were everything the typical suburban family was supposed to be, going to church, hosting barbecues, and hanging out with friends on the weekend, of which required a babysitter to watch over their two kids.
Although Summer didn't really have much babysitting experience in the past, the children grew up with her around practically from day one. She was there for birthday parties and the like, and the oldest was even paid to cut her parents' lawn when he got big enough to push a mower. Glen and her father had gone to school together and it made for a pleasant circumstance when they wound up being next door neighbors.
To the Haxons, Summer was practically a third child and trustworthy to the extent that she could probably come and go as she pleased. She decided to test this little notion when she chose one fine day to wonder over to her neighbor's home when she knew that the kids would be off doing summer school. She clutched the small backpack slung over one shoulder to assure herself of her mission.
The front door was unlocked and she didn't bother to call out as she trotted into the empty kitchen. She artfully dodged around the sliding back door that allowed an uninterrupted view of the garden, of which Elaine was casually managing. The doberman did allow herself a brief moment of peeking over the kitchen peninsula to admire the woman's figure, though. Despite her being clad in thick overalls that left plenty to be desired, they still hugged her voluptuous body in just the right way that accentuated her hourglass form.
She'd get a taste of the cow soon enough, Summer told herself before sneaking away into the living room and out of the backyard's line of sight. A creak from upstairs caught the dog's attention and she perked her ears to listen.
Unmistakably, Glen was going about his daily business in his office. He was able to work remotely in some kind of computer tech support position that she never bothered to fully come to understand. Given the time, she knew that he was going on break and would have a half hour all to himself.
Summer gracefully took the stairs up to the landing without making a sound and trotted down the hall to where his office was. When she got to the door, he could hear the clicking of his keyboard and the absent shuffle of his mouse across its pad from within. A quick check of her phone told her that she was right on time with barely a minute over. She waited until she heard a pause in his work and then delicately knocked twice.
“Yeah?” thrummed his husky voice from within, the creak of his chair following as he turned to peer at the door.
“Hey,” Summer replied casually. “It's just me, Mr. Haxon, I hope I'm not bothering.”
“Oh, Summer!” Glen laughed. “Not at all, come on in.”
The doberman slowly opened the door and nudged herself inside. Though the space was used as an office, its other use was a guest bedroom that had few furnishing, save for a queen sized bed that dominated the opposite side from his desk.
Just as she expected, Glen was sitting in his office chair with his work desk set to go on break. A rather large man, he had the kind of athletic figure most associated with someone that enjoyed weight lifting, even though Summer had never known him to do such a thing. As far as her dad had said, he wasn't even that much into sports, so how he got his size was anyone's guess. He peered through a pair of small glasses balanced on his nose as he followed her to the point that she closed the door behind her. Not seeing it as anything too out of the ordinary, the bull rose from his chair and smiled warmly.
“So, what all can I do for you?” he asked pleasantly.
“Well,” Summer began and coyly averted her eyes. “I was wondering if we could discuss this coming weekend? You said you had plans but you didn't ask me to babysit so I was wondering what was going on.”
“Oh, that,” Glen laughed and shrugged his broad shoulders. “Kyle thought he didn't need a 'sitter anymore and wanted to give looking over his brother a try. We were meaning to talk to you about it, for emergency contact reasons. I hope you didn't think we were trying to fire you or something.”
“I sort of thought something like that was going on, it's no worries,” Summer waved her paw absently. “Although, I wanted to talk to you about maybe coming with you and your wife? To the Country Club, I mean.”
Glen's figure noticeably stiffened and he took a moment to think of an appropriate response. “Oh, well, I'm not so certain that the Country Club is an appropriate place for you,” he said as his smiled turned apologetic. “I know you're an adult and all but it's an incredibly boring place. Everyone there is at least twice your age, it wouldn't be any fun at all. Hell, I hardly want to go,” he continued.
“Really?” Summer quirked her eyebrow in amusement and the expression made the bull's nervousness bloom. “Because, I've heard the opposite. That lots of fun happens there. Like there's a reason behind its exclusivity.”
“W-well,” Glen tried to hide his uneasiness behind a light chuckle. “I'm not for sure where you've heard those rumors, but they're not very accurate. Trust me, Elaine and I have been going there for about four years now, of all people, we'd know how boring it is. She can tell you herself.” The bull got up and made a gesture of approaching the door as if he intended to shoo her out of the room and bring his wife into the conversation. He froze when Summer assertively pressed her back to the door and fixed him with a hard stair.
“But you see, Glen, I've been in close talk with my former English teacher, and she let slip some of the things that go on at the Country Club. You remember Mrs. Woodson, right? Because she's told me a few stories about you and what you and your wife do there. Like how much you like to fuck the hermaphrodites in the ass and then make your wife drink the cum out of them,” Summer said as if she were casually talking in any other conversation.
Glen's whole body froze and he stared down at the doberman with wide eyes. He took in a deep breath through his nose and looked like he might be at the start of a panic attack. “This isn't...an appropriate conversation, Summer. I don't know what lies Mrs. Woodson has told you but the Country Club isn't nearly that exciting. Let's see if we can't find Elaine, she's better at explaining this stuff than me.”
The bull tried for the door again but the much smaller woman still refused to budge. In fact, Summer shoved off and placed herself right in front of him, which made him pause and take a step back.
“That won't be necessary, I already know it's all true. But don't you worry, your secrets are safe with me, I won't go running my mouth to anyone,” Summer explained and planted both paws against his chest.
Glen snorted, now irritated that he was losing the conversation's edge, and narrowed his eyes at her. “What makes you think I'd be worried about anyone believing you to begin with?”
“Besides me being a respectable source of information?” Summer giggled. “I've snooped around the Country Club a bit and decided to take some pics. I got a lot more than just you in them as well. There's a lot of people in this city that stand to lose a lot if I decide to go talking. They'd probably be pretty upset if it came back that you had the ability to stop all of it.”
Glen grit his teeth and balled his fists at his sides. His form noticeably swelled like he was readying to fight. But the doberman was confidant in her strategy, and not an ounce of his fuming stature got the best of her.
“So, then it's blackmail?” he grunted.
“In a sense,” Summer nodded and bit her lip playfully, something that the bull didn't find all that cute. “I'm not looking for any money or something like that. I just want in on some of the fun.”
“What?” The bull mumbled and shook his head in disbelief. “What are you talking about?”
“Oh please, you can't be this dense!” Summer huffed and set her paws on her hips. “I've got pics of your dick. I've got videos of you fucking other people. I want in on it.”
Glen sighed and unclenched his fists in a show of reeling in his anger and hoping that this meant an end to the confrontation was in sight. “Fine. I'll talk with the people at the Country Club and see what I can do, but I really don't know what you're expecting.”
“That's not what I'm after,” Summer retorted sharply.
“Then what are you after?” Glen grumbled.
Summer sighed and rolled her eyes while she let the backpack slide free of her shoulder and fall to the ground. Next, she snapped a paw out and grasped the bull’s groin through his pants.
He startled and immediately pulled away, staring at her wide-eyed. “Are you serious? I’m almost three times your age!”
“That’s what’s hot about it,” she said back and advanced to shove her paw back on his crotch. She could feel the heavy ballsack and soft bovine dick and how big it was. This time he didn’t pull away.
“Is that all this is about? An age thing?” he said and flinched as she began to undo his pants.
“Nope. Let’s just say, I’m doing a…Summer project,” she snickered at the joke and shoved his pants down to the knee. His boxers followed right after.
Glen’s cock fell forward now without his underwear constraining its size. Blood had started to flow into it, as the situation had indeed triggered something inside the bull. Despite his moral objections to the situation, his body had other things in mind.
“Holy shit,” Summer gasped and took the spongy length into her paws. It was so warm to the touch and bigger than what she was expecting. The pictures she took didn’t do it nearly enough justice.
She dropped to her knees and shoved her face against the length. Her senses filled with his strong, masculine sent as she took a deep breath. Mind sizzling with rushing desire, she moved to the tip and shoved it in her mouth.
The cock carried a clean yet musky taste that she immediately craved. Her tongue washed back and forth against the underside as she let it continue to swell. Precum beaded at the tip and she happily flicked it away and savored the salty tinge. One paw grasped his bottoms and shoved them farther down until they settled at his ankles. The other went up and cupped the heavy sack that promised a substantial amount of cum.
From above, Glen was struggling to keep his composure. The little girl he saw as an honorary daughter was halfway down his cock and inching even farther. Swirling licks around his tip had intense pleasure coursing through his shaft.
In less than a minute she had him at a full stand, the impressive size that only a bovine could muster was now at the doberman’s fingertips. Or at least that’s what she thought.
She pulled her mouth away after letting the tip rub against the back of her throat for a moment. She admired the thickness of it, and grasped the base with both paws. Her fingers almost didn’t touch, and she became giddier to have it shoved inside. A slight shift of her hips was all she needed to feel how absolutely soaked her pussy had gotten.
The woman was just about to shove the member back down her throat, but Glen had other plans.
He grasped her shoulder with one hand and hauled her to her feet. Summer was taken aback and felt anger start to ember at having her treat stolen away.
But the growing fire was quickly quenched when the bull aggressively hooked his fingers into the hem of her pants and shoved them down her thighs. His other hand took a hold of her shirt and pulled it up so hard that her arms were forced to comply. She wasn’t wearing a bra so her breasts fell free once it was yanked over her head. Before she realized what was happening, she was standing naked right in front of him.
Summer thought to say something witty about how fast he switched from apprehensive to eager, but she wasn’t given a chance. Glen shoved her towards the bed in an impressive display of strength that had her almost sailing through the air.
She landed belly down on the soft blanket with her head almost burying into the pillows near the top. She began to gather her knees and paws under her but felt the bull climb onto the bed as well and press a hand against her back, keeping her prone as he got into position.
“Remember, you asked for this,” he growled.
Summer turned her head and looked over her shoulder. He was now as naked as she was and his cock stood straight up, as hard as rock and throbbing with veins pulsing along its length. She was absolutely giddy and could barely contain her excitement. Pussy juice practically leaked down her thighs, the heat that exuded from such a huge member had her igging with anticipation.
A thick finger shoved into her hairy pussy and sank to the last knuckle. Summer howled a moan and grasped the bed covers in both fists. A second finger sank in and together they pistoned back and forth. Glen’s other arm wrapped around her lower back to hold her still as the stroking grew faster and faster.
Summer was gasping and whining as intense bliss coursed through her cunt and up into her belly. She shivered and wiggled back and forth but she was no match for his strength. With her chest against the bed, her backside was encouraged up higher and higher until her knees were fully beneath.
Then a sudden change in tactic from the bull. He pulled both soaked fingers out and watched as thick strands of her excitement stuck between them. Then one finger set against her asshole and began to work inside.
The doberman yipped at the abrupt entry and her pucker squeezed the invading digit. A very unexpected change but not at all unwelcomed. She forced her tightest hole to relax just in time to receive the other well lubed finger.
He treated her tailhole just like he had her pussy, pushing and pulling both digits until they buried to the last knuckle. He gradually got faster and would often dip them back into her pussy to gather another heaping amount of pussy juice before continuing.
Before long the vigorous treatment bore fruit, as her asshole eventually gaped wide. Her little docked tail excitedly wagged, causing her whole butt to shake with it. Glen found the sight to be rather endearing, but he wasn’t here to admire. This young woman had thought to blackmail him and he wasn’t about to let that injustice go unpunished.
“You want me to fuck you? Then you’re getting everything,” he huffed and stood up on the bed while leaning his upper body far over her own. The tip of his cock pressed against her tailhole and gave an exploratory rub to set it in place.
Summer gasped and balled the bed covers as tight as she could in her paws. Her heart pounded with a mix of fear and excitement. “Please be gentle or you’ll tear me in half,” she whimpered and looked at him with her best puppy eyes.
“I’ll fuck you how I want,” he grunted into her ear as he began sinking his dick into her ass.
Being forced open so wide and so suddenly sent pain through Summer’s insides, but far more pleasure. She clamped her jaws around a portion of blanket to keep her scream from being too loud. There was no pause or slowing until the bull’s groin was set firmly to her backside.
“F-fuck,” Summer whimpered, small beads of tears forming in the corners of her eyes. She wished she could give her incredibly wet pussy some attention, but her death grip on the blankets were the only thing keeping her mind in check.
Glen gave an uncaring huff and began drawing his hips back at the same speed they went forward. The doberman sucked in a sharp, shuddering breath and howled against the bed again when he thrusted back in.
Summer had taken horses in her ass before but it required a lot of preparation, certainly way more than the bull had given. But the pain that rippled through her belly with every slight motion had her mind buzzing with bliss. It wasn’t long before she was pushing back to meet his increasingly faster ruts.
Glen’s hands pressed hard into the bed for stability, allowing him to look down on the woman with monumental satisfaction. Her euphorically strained grunts and groans were music to his ears, and he intended to exact this properly assigned punishment to the very end.
The bed creaked loudly and continuously as he poured more strength into the motions. He let his weight fall unabated into the vigorous thrusts to drive every inch he had as deep as it would go. The muscles along his core and chest flexed powerfully as he whipped himself into a pleasured frenzy. His groans eventually spilled from his mouth without a filter to the volume.
A thought passed through Summer’s mind that they might be loud enough to alert his wife, if not the neighbors. That was just fine with her, even preferred, since it would save time on fucking them both. There was no doubt the cow would lick the cum from her husband’s dick and his lover's open asshole.
Summer had seen as much happen many times at their exclusive club with videos to prove it.
Alas, Elaine never appeared. Even as their cries of growing ecstasy reached an all time high.
Glen eventually dropped to his knees and partially straddled the doberman’s lower back. It allowed him to buck at an incredible pace by sacrificing depth. With hands on hips, he grinned triumphantly at the woman as she squirmed and strained to cope with the intense bliss that drew up from her abused tailhole.
Summer was forced entirely on her stomach now and was effectively pinned. Given no autonomy over what was happening, she reflexively kicked her legs in an attempt to grind back on his lap. It was a fruitless effort, but the needy ache in her cunt wouldn’t be ignored. She wanted to touch herself, to jam two fingers inside and pump them in time with the bull’s relentless pounding.
Luckily, her pussy having no attention didn’t thwart a promising orgasm that roiled to life in her belly. It started right at the point where she could feel Glen’s cock bulging her belly and grew to encompass her whole lower body.
Her moans returned to their once desperate cries for release in time with the bull’s rumbling huffs of similar volume.
He could feel she was close, which spurred on his own growing desire to fill her with more than just his dick. Every ounce of energy he had poured into the unyielding thrust and grinding motions, his body a blur of movement.
Pleasure for them rapidly built to a shared crescendo. Summer’s nails dug into the bed, tearing it in the process, as her orgasm flowed through her belly. Her cunt flexed and sputtered her juices as if it was the one being fucked, but it was her ass that constricted with every bit of effort she could muster. She threw her head back and howled a desperate scream, not caring who might hear it.
Glen bellowed as the same climax crashed through his cock. His heavy balls clung tight as he released the pent up cum load. Thick globs and strings painted her insides white as the viscous seed poured deep. His weight fully settled against her ass, ensuring not a single drop spilled outside.
The heightened ecstasy lingered for quite a while, spurred on by the bull thrusting a few more times to squeeze out the last few gushes of cum. Summer was left shivering and twitching, her mind unable to focus as even the slightest movement sent intense tendrils through her tailhole.
Eventually they both calmed, the doberman nearly motionless while Glen pressed his fists into the bed to keep from crashing down on her. They both huffed long, deep breaths, filling the room where moans had been less than a minute prior.
After the bull gathered his strength and let his pounding heart settle enough, he started to withdraw. A longing whimper of lingering pleasure escaped Summer as she felt his softening shaft escape her now gaped and cum covered hole. Once free, he shifted to the side and collapsed onto the bed to her left.
Summer arched her back and pushed her ass into the air in an attempt to keep as much of the precious jizz inside. It didn’t work out as well as she hoped, and now a creamy river cascaded over her pussy and soaked into the bed covers. It felt amazing to release some of the bull’s gift but she reminded herself over and over that the mission was only half over.
She gradually composed herself and waited until her asshole recovered to the point she was confident she could walk around without leaving a trail. She shifted to the opposite side of the bed and dropped her legs over the edge. She stood on shaky legs but didn’t need her arms to keep balanced. Almost immediately she was struck with the urge to release the remaining cum, but she clenched her asshole as tight as possible without letting her effort show on her face.
“Just one last thing to take care of,” she said with a devious smile.
Glen quirked a confused eyebrow and followed the doberman as she slowly walked over to her backpack. He could see some of his cum dripping down the inside of her leg but most was well contained.
Summer quickly undid zipper on top and withdrew the Final Days Trials with a pen slid over the cover. She flipped it open to her section and clicked the pen ready.
The bull scooted closer to the foot of the bed, staring in confusion at what this mystery document meant. He was unfortunately not allowed an explanation, as it was thrust out to him.
“I’m gunna need your signature right here,” Summer nearly purred.
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