Hucow Update and More
In a prior narrative, I divulged the self-financed nature of my hucow experiment, which seeks to generate a small herd that can produce premium milk commercially. While we're still far from reaching profitability, several cows are soon to become regular milkers, and some others are close as well.
However, to keep my home office operational and projects like the hucow project going, I require a steady source of income. To achieve this, I place ads across various platforms, both print and online. With my knowledge in Human Sexuality, I offer a range of counseling services like Tantric training, BDSM submissive education, sexual surrogacy sessions, and other forms of sexual diversions.
The woman I was consulting today had reserved my "Introduction to Rope," a Shibari-style Knotwork Level 1 lesson. Normally, I conduct these sessions with groups of 4-6 ladies, but she preferred a one-on-one experience and was willing to pay for the entire group cost. I readily accommodated her request.
She arrived promptly and I led her into my office, admiring her poise and natural beauty. Giving her a seat in the lounge area, I sat across from her. She began by saying, "My name is Danielle, but you can call me Dani. I requested a private session because I'd like to establish a connection with you before I share my goals."
I nodded, intrigued by her statement, as my "Introduction to Rope" class primarily covers rope fundamentals, rope types, basic knots, and rope safety. "Well, Dani, I'm curious about your ultimate goal, but let's begin as usual." I guided her to the 'Rope Room.' Also functioning as the Milking Room, I'd removed the milking bench and replaced it with a table bearing various ropes, some thin, others thick, coarse, and smooth.
Dani inspected the ropes, comparing their textures with her fingers. She selected a smooth, pale pink, 3-strand silk rope, and held it up against her skin, determining its suitability. "Can you tie my wrists with this to get a sense of the material?" She extended her wrists to me, both pressed together. I accepted the offered rope and securely wrapped her wrists three times, ensuring no slack before knotting it. She inspected the knot and, satisfied with the tightness, attempted to move her wrists in an unsuccessful attempt at loosening the knot.
Dani then expressed her desire to try a different kind of tying. She stepped backward, bringing her wrists behind her back. Gesturing for me to join her, I moved to her rear and tied her wrists in the same manner as before. She attempted to free her hands and seemed satisfied that such a basic knot could be so secure. I then invited her to rest on the rope table.
Her bending attitude fascinated me, as her short sundress raised, revealing her bare pussy through the fabric. Her bush matched her hair - dark red, wavy, and thick. Bending over the table, her face was sideways toward it, and she said in a deepened voice, "Grab one of the loose rope ends and slide it between my soft folds, then keep it taut from below."
I obeyed Dani's command and pressed the rope between her vagina lips, keeping it taut. She instructed me to engage in a seesawing motion on her slit, and as I pulled with a firm grip, she responded by raising her arms. Her movements invoked sensations, resulting in a climax proportional to the stimulation.
Dani's moans subsided, and her wrists relaxed, reducing the force on the rope. It remained taut and caught in her moist lips, gradually saturated by her discharge.
Given the arousing nature of the session, I nearly ejaculated. Dani's admission, "If you want to come inside my roped-up vagina, I'd be happy to oblige," intensified my arousal. In haste, I unfastened my belt and lowered my trousers, liberating my erect penis, eight inches thick with a mushroom head oozing pre-cum. I guided it toward her, and she responded by moving her thighs apart slightly, allowing me access to her vagina.
I grabbed the base of his penis and began moving it up and down steadily, letting out the occasional excited moan as I kept the tip aimed at her vagina. She offered a few words of support, such as, "Unleash your cum on my husband-abused pussy, Dave!"
I was more than ready and suddenly, the first rope of cum shot out from the head, hitting her directly in the centre of her vagina. The next burst I aimed higher, hitting her clogged entrance and the tight opening above it. Every subsequent spurt added to the constantly dripping mess, and her moans indicated she was enjoying the sensation as well.
After the spurts turned into a drizzle, I rested my softened cock between her buttocks, creating a tiny pool on her lower back. "Holy sh*t, Dani, that was incredible!" We stayed like that for a moment before she began to rise up from the table. I moved away to give her space, and as she straightened, the cum puddle flowed down her butt crack, combining with the cum on her vagina.
Running her wrists behind her, she said, "You can remove the rope now, Dave, I think I've passed the Intro Class, right?" I agreed, nodding happily, and went to the bathroom to get a warm washcloth. I returned and helped her bend over onto the table again, starting to clean where the cum puddle had been on her lower back and making my way down her wet butt crack to her vagina. She began moaning as I washed her pussyclean of my cum and a good quantity of her own juices. When I reached her clitoris, the roughness of the cum-covered cloth transformed her moans. I kept rubbing her there and soon she had an orgasm in my hand, her hips moving under it, until eventually, she lay still, completely exhausted.
I stopped my hand and the washcloth, then leaned over and kissed, first one butt cheek, then the other. I smoothed her dress over her buttock, giving it a squeeze then a gentle slap. "All right, Dani, I declare this session finished."
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