Meet Me in the Pumpkin Patch (Patreon Extreme)

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Within the confines of the Midwest, the trees were steadily becoming vibrant yellow and orange colors. The days were getting shorter and the fall season was beginning to become realized. Halloween was just around the corner, which meant that there was a mighty need to carve pumpkins for the holiday.

The sixth grade classes of Selmore Elementary had taken that Friday afternoon to visit a small farm that had a petting zoo and pumpkin patch, as well as various spooky attractions that kept the kids entertained. School buses were lined up out front, completely empty of their passengers. While there were plenty of teachers and chaperons out watching the kids go about and have their fun, an agenda was generally adhered to. While everyone was out enjoying the petting zoo and spooky corn maze, there was one chaperon that had broken away from the main group.

She was a middle aged woman, maybe forty years old with a body that was still very appealing. She had wide hips and strong thighs, her belly having a little bit of pudge, which also translated to a large bust. Her thick, white fur and appearances gave her away to be a goat. She wore a pink, turtle neck sweatshirt and gray yoga pants that adhered tightly to her thighs and backside. She glanced around anxiously with orange eyes, looking for someone in particular.

In the middle of the pumpkin patch she was slightly crouched. The pumpkins were rather large, and if she lied down she knew she would have been able to hide from anyone that might have come her way. Luckily that wasn't the case, as pretty much everyone was elsewhere, their minds not even the slightest bit occupied with picking out pumpkins to carve. It was a perfect little place to get fucked.

From a short distance away a small dalmatian appeared from behind one of the buildings. Of the same age as his classmates, he spotted the goat woman a gave an enthusiastic wave. She returned the gestured and smirked to herself as she watched him approach, picking his way between the large gourds. He was a lithe, somewhat tall boy that was friendly and quite sociable within his class. The two had sat next to each other on the bus ride over, and it was there that the woman delivered a whisper to the canine's ear.

"Hi, Miss Waters," the dalmatian said with a smile, his thin tail wagging behind him.

"Please, call me Terra, Logan," she replied warmly. She had her own child in the boy's class, which was how she was able to come along as a guardian for the large group of grade schoolers.

"Okay," he said and folded his paws into the pockets of his jeans. He was wearing a sweatshirt as well, though it had a hood. "So why did you want me out here with you?" he asked and with a smile.

"Well, I had heard from your teacher that you have a...special gift. I was hoping I might be able to see it," she confessed and knelt down in front of the canine, her knees pushing into soft soil and grass. The boy seemed to immediately know what she was talking about.

"Oh! You mean my cock?" he asked and tilted his head a bit. The goat woman's heart gave a leap, as she wasn't expecting him to be so forward with his endowment. She giggled in surprise and took a deep breath

"Yes, that is what I meant," she confessed.

"Miss Catweather likes to suck on it at recess," the dalmatian admitted and glanced around at the pumpkins. "She makes it feel really nice, she doesn't stop until I cum." A bright blush had formed beneath the woman's snowy fur. Hearing all the juicy details of what him and his teacher do together had begun to make her feel extra hot, like her sweatshirt needed to be taken off.

"May I see it, Logan?" she asked softly and moved a little closer.

"Oh! Yeah sure," he replied and then went about undoing the front of his pants. They fell away easy enough, dropping to his knees to show off a pair of tighty-whiteys that had an extremely large bulge in the front. She gave a soft gasp as she saw it and marveled at its size. Even concealed behind fabric she could tell that this dog was much larger than most adult men. She didn't have to wonder for much longer, as the dalmatian slipped his thumbs into the sides of his underwear and pushed them down with his pants.

The huge black spotted sheath was revealed, and it already had three inches of soft, canine cock peeking out from the top. The strong musk hit her nose first, and her eyes went wide as she took in the whole image. "Are you going to suck on it too, Miss- I mean, Terra?" he asked with a warm smile reaching his eyes. The woman didn't even wait for the boy's permission, her hands came in and gently cupped his heavy balls and prominent shaft. She pushed down on his sheath to reveal more of his boyhood and ended up causing some pre cum to run down the side.

"Yes, I'm gunna do some other things to it too," she mentioned as she leaned down and ran her tongue across his soft surface. A shiver ran up the boy's body and a light moan escaped his lips. She loved his taste and she knew that she was going to become addicted quickly. The rumors were true, as she came to find out. The boy with a huge cock was real, and what an intoxicating experience it was to be near his genitals. She chanced another, longer lick over his member's underside before she opened her mouth and began to take him between her lips.

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