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In the last story, Sarah and Insemination, our protagonist, Sarah, had worked a couple of days for a cattle inseminator where she was taken aback not only at the male equipment of bulls, but by Doug, the head of the company that she worked for. After almost having sex with him in the shower she became intimidated, declined his advances, and quit. However, the idea of having sex with a well-endowed male had been indelibly etched in her mind.
Some 10 days after her experience working at Acme Bovine Services Sarah had a date with Sean, one of the jocks on campus. It was nothing special, only going to a basketball game and then something to eat afterwards. She liked Sean, but on only one date nothing much happened. Two days later, it was a very warm autumn day and Sarah dressed in a tee shirt and running shorts had to go to the library to do research for a termpaper. She was seated in a carrel in one of the obscure wings when Sean of all people came by just by chance. He pulled a chair into the carrel and they talked, but the talk led to some kissing, and the kissing to some petting. The running shorts were perfect because Sean worked his hand up the leg opening and could play with Sarah’s pussy. Access was near perfect and soon he was fingering her, but the location was such that they could not go any further. That’s when Sean invited Sarah to a fraternity event the next weekend.
Her time at Acme having sparked her natural horniness, Sarah was intent on seducing Sean and spent time carefully planning what she would wear. For many years, women had resorted to “the little black dress” as a fashion staple. Sarah had one that fit her to a T and was short enough to inspire any man’s imagination. To this she would add a black pushup bra and a black garter belt. She made a decision that there should be no bikinis to get in the way. At late afternoon Sean came by and picked Sarah up. She looked smashing. The event was nice enough, but most importantly the frat house had many nooks and alcoves where she and Sean could find some personal time together.
After the social part of the evening, Sarah asked Sean to show her around. When they got to the back of the house there was a classic walnut paneled room with a large upholstered sofa. It was perfect for making out and that’s what soon happened. Again, Sean’s roaming hand had found Sarah’s pussy, but he was delighted to not find any panties that would restrict his access. It wasn’t much for the hem of the dress to work itself up and was soon around Sarah’s waist. His fingering was sensual and soon her pussy was incredibly wet. Sean, ever prepared, removed a rubber from his wallet, opened the packet, and soon had rolled it down over the shaft of his manhood. Moments later he had entered Sarah and the two gyrated until he had to cum. The sex was good, but Sarah felt that Sean’s manhood was nowhere near that of Doug and when she saw the amount of semen that had been ejaculated into the rubber, it wasn’t even close to the two ounces that she had hoped for. In her mind, even though Sean was a decent enough guy and was a good lover, her quest for a guy that had bigger equipment would have to continue.
“If bursa escort only I hadn’t lost my courage when Doug was about to fuck me in the shower,” she kept saying to herself.
Some days later Sarah sat in her economics class and was finding the material on supply and demand curves a bit dry to say the least. When it came to demand all she could think about was that horny feeling that she had between her legs. As for supply she did a careful look around the lecture hall and that’s when she spied Greg, an athletic looking guy sitting in the back row. When class was over, Sarah made her way to the exit just as Greg did and feigned bumping into him dropping her books on the floor.
“I’m sorry,” she said, “I just wasn’t paying attention.”
“No problem,” he said apparently savoring the encounter with the cute coed.
“Did you get what Dr. Harris was saying about supply and demand?” she asked.
“Yeah. Sorta. Why?”
“I’m not getting it. Any chance that you could find time to explain that chapter to me?” she asked.
“Sure. What are you doing right now? Want to go for coffee?” asked Greg.
“I don’t have another class until this afternoon. If you have the time, I’d appreciate it.” And at that the two headed off to the student union. We won’t get into the technical explanation that Greg gave Sarah, but let’s just say that the conversation evolved into her flirting with him and Greg eventually asking Sarah for a date to an upcoming concert that weekend. Of course, our girl Sarah readily agreed.
When Saturday finally arrived, and it could not get here soon enough in Sarah’s mind, she took a lot of extra time in getting ready. In her case it was far more than just tending to her makeup because she decided that she wanted to completely shave her pussy rather than having just the landing strip that she’d maintained since high school. It was a completely different feel, but one that she also thought was nice. Hopefully Greg would think so, too. Her wardrobe selection was skinny jeans and a sheer blouse. “Nothing like showing a little of the goodies,” she said to herself.
They got to the concert, their seats were terrific and the band even better than their fondest expectations. Greg turned out to be one sexy date and for each minute that went by Sarah was more intent on fucking him before the evening was done. On their way from the concert they decided to stop by an all-night diner for something to eat. Greg had no sooner pulled into a parking place when Sarah reached for his crotch.
“I think I can offer you something good to eat,” she told him.
“I bet you can,” Greg said pulling her towards him and wrapping his arm around her so he could fondle her right boob.
“Actually, instead of eating me, I’d much rather have you fuck me,” she boldly stated.
“I’ve got a box of condoms in the console. I do come prepared.”
“I like a guy who cums prepared,” she said unzipping her jeans.
“You are one hot momma,” said Greg unzipping his. About two minutes later his condom-clad organ was entering Sarah’s very moist vagina.
The lovemaking was hardly memorable, but still it temporarily bursa escort bayan satisfied Sarah’s needs. As it turned out Greg was not all that well-endowed and his ejaculate barely filled the reservoir end of the condom. “I guess I’m going to have to keep looking for the right man,” Sarah said to herself. She had also made a mental note that with as much sexual activity that she was now getting that going on the pill might not be a bad idea.
A couple of days later Sarah stopped by University Health Services, got examined, and received a prescription for birth control pills. Her timing was good because several weeks later the unexpected occurred. Sarah was driving home from class and had decided to stop by the pharmacy for a few items, not the least of which was a box of tampons and a package of panty liners. Having found what she was looking for she proceeded to the checkout. There were two people ahead of her in line and as she patiently waited for the clerk she sensed a person now standing behind her. Of all the luck it was Doug from Acme Bovine Services, her old boss.
Turning around, she greeted him. “Hi Doug! How’ve you been?”
“I’m fine. What brings you here?” he naively asked and then had a silly grin when he saw the feminine hygiene items that Sarah had in her hand.
“I’m sorry that I quit Acme,” she said. “It’s just that everything was happening too fast. If you want to go out or something sometime that would be great.”
“I’m sorry, too, that I made you uncomfortable. It was not my intent. You were a really good employee and I hated to lose you on that account, too.”
“It was really an interesting job. I had no idea that there were businesses that bred cows. Like most people I guess I sort of took dairy products for granted. But cows are fascinating and I’d really like to know more.”
“If you want, I’m going to a livestock show on Saturday. I’d really like the company.”
“Sure, that would be great.”
“I’ll pick you up at 8:00 a.m., but if I were you, I’d wear your wellies. Well, you know why.”
“Oh no! Not more cow poop?”
“Well, yeah. It takes lots of nice brown poop to produce lots of white milk,” Doug said breaking into a laugh.
“OK. I’ll be ready. But how about you come earlier and I’ll cook us both a decent breakfast.”
“Sure, yeah. That would be far more awesome than an Egg McMuffin. Is 7:00 too early?”
“No, that’ll be perfect,” replied Sarah feeling her pulse quicken.
Saturday rolled around quickly and Sarah was happy when her roommate, Emily, decided to head home on Friday night. Getting up really early Sarah put on coffee and got out the toaster. Bacon went into a frypan just as there came a knock at the door.
“Hi Doug! I just started breakfast. Come on in.”
“Mmmm, bacon. Smells wonderful. I love bacon!”
“I do, too, but I’d rather have a nice sausage,” said Sarah with a distinct double meaning that Doug hardly missed, but didn’t respond to.
After they ate, Doug noted, “We can take our time this morning because not much happens at these shows before 10:00.”
“Now about that sausage,” said Sarah.
“What about it?”
“First, escort bursa I’d like to see it. The last time was in the shower if you recall.”
“And if I remember correctly you became scared of it.”
“I did and that was because we had talked about the amount of semen that bulls can ejaculate and was scared that you’d knock me up.”
“Funny, but you don’t seem scared anymore,” said Doug taking down his zipper.
“I’m not, but that is primarily because I’m now on the pill so you can fill me however much as you can.”
“Huh? You want how much?”
“How much can you give me?” Sarah answered boldly.
“Why don’t we find out? We do have a little time,” said Doug unzipping his jeans and leaving his manhood making a distinct tent in his briefs. Sarah took one look at the tent and once again confirmed that it was of awesome proportions. She could feel her panties getting damp at the very thought of it entering her. She took down her jeans and that’s when a nervous anticipation came over her.
“What’s the easiest way to do this?” she asked naively.
“I’m thinking that maybe if I could lie down and you get on top and lower yourself onto me. Take your time and you can control the pace.”
“That sounds more reasonable than being in the shower with you entering me from behind. I was really feeling like a cow with you being the bull,” said Sarah taking off her bikinis at the same time Doug took down his briefs.
Sarah took one look at Doug’s manhood and was intimidated all over again just as she had been back in the shower in the supply room at Acme. Nevertheless, she was determined that she and Doug were going to fuck so she excused herself and retrieved a tube of KY from the bathroom. As Doug laid down on her bed, she applied a liberal amount of the gel to his member before straddling him. Even with all that lube she had to be gentle in guiding it into her vagina. This thing was huge!
Finally, she had lowered herself so that all of Doug was now inserted. It sort of felt good, but she was still concerned that it was going to split her wide open. She moved up and down on it and it felt some better, but it was very hard—harder than any penis that she had ever had. Eventually, Doug had to cum and when he did the volume was impressive, so much so that Sarah started to think that he wouldn’t stop as it oozed out around his inserted penis.
“That was awesome!” she finally exclaimed when the spasms from Doug’s penis eventually ended. She had no idea how much semen was now inside of her, but it had to be a huge volume. “Do you think that that was a full two ounces?”
“I have no idea,” Doug told her.
“Do you want to do it again and we can see how much I might be able to hold? I wonder if I can hold four ounces?”
Doug was willing and they went at it one more time. When he finally did cum it was not as much as that first time, but by ordinary circumstances was still a lot. While Sarah had only ever douched after her period, she decided that doing so at the moment was entirely appropriate and excused herself. When she finally emerged from the bathroom all she could say was “That was awesome! We’ll have to do that again, but I am a bit sore!”
After that morning Sarah always thought of herself as someone who would moan for the bone, but then scream for the cream. She had, even in her own mind, turned into a real slut.
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