The experiences of being a boar breeder, with a perverted farmer.
“Hey Sandy, have you seen to the boars this week”? Shouted out the farmer.
“I’m on it”, came back the reply.
You were indeed have been watching the boars, in the field, grazing.
But what the farmer didn’t know about his boars and pigs, was how closely you were watching them.
The sows were seen to be wandering around, with their noses to the ground, and this particular male boar, came to the attention to you.
And what you were seeing had a profound affect on you, standing at the gate, you could clearly see the boars penis, it was so long, impossible to guess how long, but it was prominent enough to be see from a distance.
As it was fully out of its sheath, the pink length has what can only be described as a corkscrew end to it.
Almost touching the floor, it mooched aimlessly around.
Then picking up the scent of a sow, it slowly, from behind mounted his target.
The pulses from its cock was uncontrollable, missing its target of the sows cunt.
Feeling sorry for the male boars, you made a split decision to see if you could help out.
Once there, you got on your hands and knees for a closer look.
This boar kept on thrusting, but its cock just kept missing its goal.
Reaching out, the boar made a scream, as boars and pigs do.
This time it squealed out, because a hand wrapped their fingers around this long exposed cock.
“Oh my god”, you started talking to yourself, “this cock isn’t as hard as I thought it was going to be”.
Slowly moving your head closer in, as you didn’t want to disturb him, you pulled his cock from underneath its body, and with the corkscrew like end, you moved your head forwards, and with an open mouth, took the tip of its cock tentatively to your mouth and rested it on your outstretched tongue.
The taste of it wasn’t unduly vile, in fact it tasted good.
The licking of the boars cock, seemed to have quietened him down after his attempts to impregnate the sow, and he just stood there, making grunting sounds, was it the sound of approval?
The awkward part of taking a boars cock into your mouth, you found it was the corkscrew of its penis, opening your mouth wider, and just about getting the corkscrew past your lips, by closing your mouth, it just so happens to straighten out the boars cock, making it even longer, and further into your throat.
Gagging on this extended cock was caused by not only the length, but the tip had a mind of its own, by continuously wriggling at the back of your throat.
But you achieved what you’ve always wanted, sucking on a boars cock, this is why you always wanted to be involved with pigs and boars.
It obviously sounds perverted to others, but they’re the ones who are missing out on the intense delights of having a cock in their mouths, even if that cock belongs to a boar.
Once your gagging reflex subsides, the real sucking began, with your lips sealed around the boars cock, your sucking became more intense.
Even the boars reacted by trying to thrust itself deeper into your mouth, making what seems like endless squealing of pain.
But this couldn’t be further from the truth.
You noticed a distinct change in the boars fluids that it had been discharging, this was a thicker and more abundant.
It then dawned on you, that this boar was cumming in your mouth, because of the frequency of its seminal fluids being pumped out.
Try as you might, swallowing as much of the boars spunk as you could, some of it was seeping out from the corner of your mouth.
Licking your lips and savouring the unique taste of a boars sperm, you left the field to attend other things that needed doing on the farm.
“Are you ok Sandy, you look a little flushed”? Asked the farmer in passing.
You could only affirm that everything was fine, without having to go into details.
A few days had passed by, but you still couldn’t get out of your mind, was that encounter with the boar, each night at home, you were bone hard, and had to wank yourself off until you were completely satisfied , and that would even mean you wanking off twice in a short period of time.
But it wasn’t just the thought of sucking off that boar, that had you cumming.
Much more perverse things started to enter your head.
The farmer caught you in one of the huge sheds, that housed the animals.
“Sandy, the other day, when you were out in the field.
What were you doing lying on the ground with the boar”?
“I…I…Well, I was…”, taken by surprised at the question, you stuttered in trying to find the words.
“Who taught you to milk a boar like that”?
Knowing there was no excuse to show your innocence, you had no choice but to confess up.
“Sir, I’m sorry, I was trying to help the boar to impregnate the sow, and when he couldn’t, it just come into my head that sucking the cock would help stimulate him”.
With a comforting hand on your shoulder, and a smile on the farmers face, he said.
“Its ok, I’m neither angry, nor disgusted, you were using your initiative, and I admire that. Did it work”?
“Sir, he cum into my mouth, so i think it was a success”, you proudly announced.
“Sandy, I need you to help me with another boar, here in the shed”.
Wanting to please the farmer, you eagerly wanted to help him.
“I’ve been worried about this boar, and his ability to impregnate the sows”.
“What do you want me to do Sir”?
The farmer took you by your arm and pulled you to where the boar was.
“I need you to let him practice on you, is that OK”? Asked the farmer.
“But what do I need to do, shall I suck him off as well”?
“No Sandy, I need you to get on all fours with your trousers down, and your pants off too”.
The farmer then explain how it would work once the boar had climbed over your back.
On hearing this, your cock began to swell in your pants, and needed adjusting to relieve its constriction.
“What if he can’t get his cock into me”? Was your concerning question.
The farmer put your concerns at rest, by saying that he would be by your side, to make sure nothing bad will happen to you.
“Come on, let’s get into his isolated pen”.
“Ok, you can strip off fully now Sandy”
You did as you were told, with your hands in front of you, trying to hide your erection.
Then came the order for you to get on all fours, which you eagerly did.
And with your arse sticking up, the farmer took some lubrication gel from his pocket, and smeared your arse hole with it, he even used a finger to penetrate your arse to make sure your inner channel was gelled up in readiness for the boar.
“Take deep breaths and relax”, instructed the farmer, as soon as you started breathing deeper, the weight of the boar rested on your back, with the anticipation of the cock going into you, the breathing turned into panting.
Feeling pressure against your crinkled rectum, the wait would be soon over.
The farmer then said, “the first couple of inches will be the hardest to gain entry into your arse, because of the corkscrew”.
Bracing yourself, you felt your arse being opened by the tip of the boars cock, which was being manhandled by the farmer.
“Oh fuck”, these were your first words as the cock slowly went in deeper.
But it was unclear if you said, oh fuck, from pain or ecstasy?
“Oh my god, fuck me”.
That was a clear indication on which side of the fence you were on.
And as the farmer fed more of the boars cock into you, the more vocal you became.
Supporting yourself on your hands and knees as the boar grunted his pleasure of feeling his cock being squeezed by your contractions, the farmer decided to let the boar have a free rein.
As soon as it got his freedom, the thrusting from his hind quarters quickened up, sending you into orbit, the boar was so deep inside of your arse, you were certain that he was doing damage inside of your body.
“Jesus fucking Christ, its so deep, so deep”, with your eyes closed and your head dropping, the boar just kept on pushing.
Unbeknown to you, it was having an effect on the farmer too.
He had his own cock out, and was jerking off, almost in time with the boars thrusting.
The panting turned into long moans and gasps, “I’m cumming”, you announced.
As soon as you said that, the farmer turned his attention onto you, by cupping your balls and the base of your hard-on, and gently increasing the squeezing power, to stop you from ejaculating.
Even when you were begging for a release, it never came.
The farmer had slipped underneath your body, to get into a 69 position, which enabled him to take your cock into his mouth, and suck you, as he continued squeezing your balls.
You heard squealing above you, and it felt as if the boars cock had reached high into your stomach.
It was then you felt something warm being pumped into you, warm and thick.
“He’s cumming Sandy, he’s cumming inside of you”, said the farmer, who had temporarily stopped sucking your cock, so that he could watch the boars thick white fluid flowing out from your arse, and dribble through your arse cheeks, and slowly down your inner thighs.
“On my god, please, don’t stop, please make me cum”, the farmer has resumed his sucking of your cock, and licking up your precum from your stiff length.
The clear fluid soon became a thick white cream, similar to the boars juices.
Waves of jettisoned cream, was eagerly swallowed by the farmer.
Exhausted by the fuckings, you collapsed to the ground, in doing so, the boars cock quickly exited your arse, leaving the unprotected part of its cock dripping cum onto the ground.
“Oh god, oh god, Oh god”.
The farmer, after swallowing your load, got back onto his feet, and started pumping his hard-on in earnest, it only took a few strokes, and he too was shooting his load over your back.
It felt warm, then you felt a hand rubbing the viscous cream into your skin.
“This’ll do you the world of good”, said the farmer.
Still too exhausted to thanking him, you just laid there with a smile on your face.
The farmer was smiling too, because he knew that this boar would never go without Sandy’s arse ever again.
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