Chapter 3: Giving In

I didn't realize we were almost back at the farm until I spotted it as we passed through a small clearing. The sun was getting low in the sky and Annabel suggested that we go to a spot on a nearby hilltop to watch it set. It was a short hike and during the trip, Annabel explained how she would go there to be alone with her thoughts. We moved out of the thin forest into a short grass covered clearing that overlooked most of the farm and the higher mountains to the west. It was quite a romantic spot. I laid the blanket out, which I had offered to carry some time ago, and we sat down next to one another and took in the natural beauty of the landscape.

Annabel didn't say anything and I started to get a little nervous. I decided to break the silence. "Well, that was my first official oats fight." I mused. I felt like such a dork. "It was different, but I admit those kids were pretty fun. It's like having pets to play with whenever you want."

Annabel smiled. "Yeah, the chickens aren't as much fun to play with, but they are fun to chase if you get really bored."

"I think I'll stick with the goats for now." I smiled.

We sat there in the setting sun enjoying the last of its warming light. We continued to speak in idle chatter, trading backgrounds stories of our lives from youth to adulthood as any two people would that were beginning to realize that something more than a friendship may be developing. Annabel mostly sat and listened, looking into my eyes as I spoke. I rambled on about life in the military and the laundry list of places I've visited around the globe. Annabel was fascinated by my descriptions of far away places. She rarely left the confines of her small community let alone embarked on a journey around the world.

Annabel really dug my love for the outdoors. I frequently ventured into the wilderness to escape the hustle and bustle of my life. She loved the farm and frequently hiked the surrounding hills and mountains to be one with nature. This was the common ground that really seemed to really spark her interest in me.

When the conversation turned to my love for modern technology, she struggled to understand the contradiction. There was no need for any modern technology in her farming community. Most families had a truck or tractor, electricity, a fridge, and maybe a radio, but that was about it. The only phone belonged to the garage that Billy Jo ran.

We watched the sun disappear behind the mountains and dusk settled over the land around us. We sat in silence, and took in the beautiful shades of orange and red that filled the western sky. I took several subtle long looks over at Annabel, taking in her beauty. I tried to be nonchalant about it and even though she never acknowledged my staring, I think she knew I was checking her out. As darkness fell, the silence was broken when crickets began chirping and the fields came to life with the insects that called the night their day.

I continued to catch glimpses of Annabel as we sat there in the fading light when she spoke suddenly. "Aaron?" she began to inquire in a more serious but friendly tone. "Why don't you ever just ask me?"

"What? Ask you about what?" I asked, looking away sheepishly.

"I know I don't look like you. I know what people look like outside our community, and I know I look strange to you. And yet, you haven't asked once why I look like this. Why is that?"

I quickly grew nervous. I knew the jig was up, so to speak. It had been silly to try and pretend I didn't notice her goat-like features. "I just didn't want to offend you. You offered to take me in when I needed help, so I knew you were a good person. It doesn't really matter to me what you look like."

"Well, unfortunately not everyone feels like that. Billy Jo usually gets the brunt of it from the delivery people or strangers that come to our community. That's why he wasn't too friendly to you, but he's got a good heart."

"It's alright, you don't have to defend Billy Jo. I can understand that. I imagine people are probably quite mean to him. Outsiders tend to mock anyone who's different or what they don't understand." I responded.

"I run into outsiders from time to time, too. You're the first one that's made me feel normal though and I really do appreciate that." Annabel leaned in closer to me. Her warm breath felt good on my neck as the air cooled around us. "Is there anything else you wanted to ask me?"

"I did have one question about your appearance." I tried to ask casually, testing the waters to see how far I could go without offending her and have her pull away. My eyes glanced down to her baby bump and then quickly shot back up into her green eyes. Try as I might to find the courage to come right out with it, I could only manage a vague inference. "Or rather something that you keep hidden."

"You want to know what this bulge is under the front of my skirt." She sat up straight and nervously started playing with her hair. "You've probably already figured it out, but I was afraid of what you would think of me."

I thought it was as odd way to describe her baby bump but I took a deep breath and proceeded. "If it's too personal, you don't have to tell me."

Annabel sighed and slouched shamefully. "Yes...it's true...I have an udder, just like the goats."

Her response couldn't have been further from what I had expected her to say. I wasn't sure what was more shocking the fact that she wasn't pregnant or that she had a goat's udder. Any ties between the bulge and the inescapable fact that she was part female goat had completely escaped me since our encounter. As I looked into Annabel's sad green eyes, I struggled to formulate a response. I could tell she was in agony waiting for me to say something, anything. "Well it's...uhhh...fine that you have an udder. I mean, that's just the way things...you know...work around here. Well...you know, of course, cause...you...live...here..." The last few words of my response grew quieter until ending. I looked away and subtly shook my head, feeling like a retard. I was really reaching to comfort her but I was clearly struggling as my own comfort level plummeted.

Annabel saw this and deeply appreciated my less than smooth effort. She placed her right hand on my left to provide some comfort. "Aaron...thank you." she said softly. "Are you always this understanding?"

I looked back into Annabel's eyes. "Look, what can you do? You are who you are. I'm not gonna hold that against you." She smiled and I returned hers. "Do you wanna hear something funny?"

"What?" she asked.

"I actually thought you were pregnant and unmarried."

"Oh my, you did! Wow, if it was like that I think Ma would have killed me! You were kinda right. I'm not married but I definitely don't have children." After divulging that bit personal information, she felt compelled to inquire about my marital status. "So what about you?"

"Not married and no kids, children I mean." I replied without hesitation.

We became quiet as we mentally breathed a sigh of relief with the fact that the other was "available". I rekindled the conversation, boldly, yet stupidly. "So, I'm curious. You have an udder and breasts, so how does that...uhhh...work?" I sputtered. I immediately regretted my insensitivity and found myself wondering where this was going to go. "Dammit Aaron, you're so stupid!" I thought to myself.

Annabel's eyes widened and her mouth opened with surprise following my rather invasive question. She wasn't sure exactly how to feel about my continued curiosity. "Well...when I was a teenager, my breasts came first and then my udder started coming in shortly afterwards. I guess my body doesn't know whether it's human or goat, so I have both." Although it was getting dark outside, I could sense that she was a little embarrassed. Annabel continued, "I thought that was normal until folks started coming in from out of town. Sometimes I don't know if I'm human with goat parts or goat with human parts."

She looked down and started sobbing softly. I felt sorry for her. I couldn't imagine being in her place. I moved over and innocently put my arms around her in an effort to comfort her. "Annabel, don't worry about it. I think it's cool, you know? You...you're unique."

She perked up a bit, relieved that I wasn't disgusted. "Really? You don't think it's weird or disgusting?"

"Truthfully? Yeah, it's a little weird for me, but only because it's not something I'm accustomed to. This is normal in your community and I accept that. I'm sure I seem odd as an outsider here."

A smile grew across her face with the reception of acceptance from the outsider seated next to her. "Yeah, you definitely don't blend in here." she responded with a little giggle. She felt as though a large weight had been lifted off her. She looked at me and smiled. "You know Aaron, you've gotta good heart. I've never met an outsider that thought like you."

A comfortable silence fell upon us as we looked into each other's eyes. Annabel had never known true love but the more she came to know me, the more she became aware that she was falling in love. A full moon crept up into the sky, casting a light glow on her skin, which was wet with the tears that had tricked down her face. I slowly reached up and gently wiped them off with my hand, caressing her face with my fingertips. Annabel closed her eyes softly and let out a soft sigh as she tilted her head into my caressingly warm touch.

As my fingers traced the unique features of her face, I came to realize that I was more than just strangely attracted to her. Although the animalistic features of her body were unusual, she was an attractive young woman. Her sweet country girl personality complimented her body quite well. I had never met anyone like her, so innocent, so pure. I felt strangely drawn to her.

"Alright." Annabel said softly.

"What?" I said inquisitively.

Without saying a word, she sat up straight and let my left arm slide down her back. As she untied her skirt, my heart began to race and I became nervous, not knowing what her intensions were. Annabel slowly pushed her skirt's waistline down with her left hand, far enough so that I could see the top half of her udder. The skin shined in the moonlight. It's creamy color was similar to the rest of her skin with the exception of some darker splotches that increased in size leading down to the now lowered waistline of her skirt. Glancing up at her breasts, I couldn't help but notice how much the cleavage of her udder resembled the one formed by her lovely breasts that she had purposely made easily visible. A seductive grin came across Annabel's face as she used her free hand to slowly guide my right hand. I watched her lead my hand to the skin of her udder. She ran my hand across it, allowing me to sample its texture. It felt much softer and smoother than I imagined and much like any other woman's breast I had touched in my life. I had thought it would feel more rubbery or leathery to the touch and be covered with fur, much like that of the goats' udders I saw earlier in the barnyard.

I looked back up at her. The intimate connection left me lost for words. "It's so soft." I uttered softly.

"Yeah, it's much like my breasts, except the skin is more sensitive. My udder isn't really fully developed yet, so it looks like my breasts right now." she said softly.

With that said, I suddenly realized the significance of her gesture. Her letting me touch her udder was no different than any other woman letting me touch their breast. I stared in amazement at the spectacle.

Annabel took notice of my continued interest and decided to take it a little further. She had never let a man touch her like this and she was understandably nervous. She looked into my eyes. "Do you wanna see more?" she asked subtly.

The advancement of this intimate situation immediately reduced my vocabulary to indecipherable sounds. "Uhhh...uhhh..." I stuttered as I tried to remember how to speak. I finally managed an "uhh huh" accompanied by a slow nod.

Annabel smiled widely with satisfaction as she lowered her skirt further. The teats of her udder sprang up, no longer held back by the constraint of her clothing. Her udder, now fully exposed, laid down, extending over the top of her white panties. Annabel again smiled seductively as she began gently messaging her udder with my hand.

This was by far the oddest and most erotic situation I had ever been in and as Annabel began moaning softly, I took notice of a strange scent of an unfamiliar but faint musk that filled the air. It wasn't entirely unpleasant, but soon after, I felt an irresistible longing come over me that I had never felt before.

Annabel continued moaning softly from blissful pleasure as I continued fondling her udder, now without her assistance. I intently watched my attentions carried out through the expressions on her face. Her eyes were closed and she moaned openly but subtly bit her lower lip and moaned a bit louder when stronger waves of pleasure washed over her body. As I watch her, I took in her natural beauty. I had never met a woman so innocent and pure with such an infectious personality. I felt sorry for the outsiders whom couldn't see past her "abnormalities". "God, she truly is beautiful." I thought to myself. It was in this moment that I realized I was falling in love with Annabel.

As though she sensed my thoughts, Annabel looked at me with those gorgeous green eyes of hers and smiled. I could tell she felt completely comfortable around me but I knew there was something more to it than that. As Annabel gazed into my eyes, she felt overwhelmed by my unconditional acceptance for her. She couldn't believe she had finally found someone that "got her". Her eyes began to tear up as she had come to realize that she had at long last found love. Annabel had carried the pain of alienation for so long, she had come to expect nothing else from everyone outside the community.

"What's wrong? You're crying Annabel."

Her smile widened as a tear ran down her cheek. I removed my right hand from her udder and gently wiped the tear from her face. In turn, she placed her right hand to my cheek. "Nothing's wrong Aaron. Gosh, everything's right...no, perfect." she said softly.

We sat there in comfortable silence under the moonlit sky, gazing into each other's eyes. Annabel slowly leaned in and kissed my lips and then pulled back a few inches from my face awaiting my reaction. Our eyes were locked on the other's. I briefly ran my tongue over my lips to take in her taste. I slowly leaned in and returned the kiss and as I started to lean back for retreat to break the kiss, Annabel placed her hands on each side of my face and gently held me in place. As we kissed, our hearts began to race, the excitement of the moment overwhelmed us both. As she subtly slid her tongue passed my lips, I couldn't contain myself anymore. I wrapped my arms around her and we began kissing hungrily. Annabel wrapped her arms around me as our tongues passed one another. I didn't notice at first, but as Annabel slid her tongue further and further into my mouth, I realized it was definitely longer than normal but with her muzzle I could understand why it was so.

The quite night was suddenly filled with the sounds of heavy, rapid breaths through our nostrils as we struggled to meet our body's increased demand for air in our excited state. We remained locked in passion as Annabel laid back while pulling me down with her. She broke our locked lips by pushing me up slightly by my shoulders. She looked into my eyes. "Aaron...[heavy breath]...I love you!" she managed through rapid breaths.

I smiled widely at her. "I love you too Annabel."

"Really?!"

"Yes Annabel. I really love you." I said in a more serious manner.

She was so happy. Before I could say anything else, she quickly pulled me back down to her and we were kissing each other ravenously once again. The brief break temporarily allowed my senses to stray away from being intensely focused on Annabel long enough for me to notice that scent I had previous caught. It seemed stronger and more concentrated than before. It was starting to get to me as I felt a drive to accomplish something but I didn't know what.

Annabel easily distracted me from thoughts of the unusual scent as she grabbed my right hand and used it to grope her left breast. I needed no training with handling a woman's breast and immediately provided sexual stimulation through erotic fondling. We returned to kissing while I expertly messaged her breast through her shirt paying extra attention to her nipple, which began to harden immediately. As I repeatedly pinched it between my fingers, she moaned in approval as pleasure quickly radiated from the source. Wanting more, Annabel reached down and pulled her shirt up and off to expose her breasts. Both her nipples were already fully erect from stimulation.

I left her supple lips, planting soft kisses down her neck and through the patch of fur that extended from below her neck and down to her cleavage. Her large, perky breasts were a thing of envy. Firm, yet soft to the touch, I yearned to suckle on them. I traced the perimeter of each breast with my tongue and gently suckled on her nipples, frequently rubbing them with my tongue and nipping them my teeth. Taking each in hand, I messaged them erotically, carefully rubbing and pulling her nipples between my fingers. She squirmed in delight as waves of sexual arousal swept through her body.

As my warm hands worked their magic, I could feel my cock quickly responding to my sudden sexual stimulation as it rapidly stiffened.

"More! More!" she rasped through heavy breaths.

As I continued to tend to her breasts, she took suddenly took my right hand once again and slid it down her flat stomach to her udder. I wasn't quite sure what to do now.

Somewhat embarrassed, I asked between acts of suckling and licking her breasts. "Annabel?"...[licking]..."What do you want...[suckling]...me to do?" I asked softly.

A high pitched moan escaped her lips. "My breasts!...Oh!...Just like my breasts!"

At this point, I became somewhat intimidated by my lack of experience. After all, I had never been with a woman that had an udder before. Feeling this sense of nervousness was like revisiting my first sexual encounter all over again. I slowly began messaging her udder with my right hand as I kissed and ran my tongue down through her cleavage, over her stomach, and past her naval to the top of her udder. I paused for a moment and thought, "What's this going to feel like? How's it going to taste?" As I inhaled deeply, that scent once again filled my nostrils. It was more intense than ever and it seemed to be coming from Annabel!

Suddenly, I felt that deep desire I couldn't place before intensify further. I slipped my tongue past my loosely closed lips and slowly slid it across to top portion of Annabel's udder. I could feel Annabel's body quiver under my own as the sexual arousal coursed through her body. My tongue glided across its soft and silky smooth skin, encountering subtle resistance as I passed through thin patches of fur. I took her teats into my hands and messaged them gently in a way I thought might feel arousing to her. Annabel moaned more loudly from the attention. I moved down, tracing my tongue through the smaller cleavage of her udder and upon arriving at the base of her right teat, I tasted something sweet. I continued working her left teat in one hand as I slid my tongue up along the right one until reaching the tip. The sweet taste became stronger as I did and I suddenly experienced an insatiable craving for more.

With out further hesitation I took Annabel's right teat into my mouth, and while bobbing my head up and down, I flickered and wrapped my tongue along its length. As I began sucking with each upward stroke, I was suddenly surprised by a warm liquid squirting into my mouth. Caught off guard by the event, I immediately propped myself up with my hands to the ground to each side of her body. "Wait! Don't do that!" Annabel exclaimed almost as quickly and sat up as well.

I was shocked by her reaction. "What! Do what?!" I responded.

"Oh Aaron, I'm so sorry! I didn't think to tell you that my udder's makin milk." she said worriedly.

I closed my eyes as my tongue processed the taste. It tasted so sweet. Kind of like regular milk but so much sweeter. I opened my eyes and responded in confusion. "So what's the big deal? It's just milk."

"Well...it's not...uhh...good for you."

"I think your milk tastes wonderful."

"Really? You don't think it's gross?"

I smiled widely. "Oh no, I love it. Can't I have a little more? Please?"

"No...it hurts a little. They aren't fully developed yet."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize."

I smiled sensuously at Annabel and then quickly lowered myself and resumed fondling her left teat as I reinserted her right into my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down but this time without suckling. The subtle hint of her milk's taste remained on her teat from the little bit I had expressed. The taste was incredible. Realizing that I wasn't suckling, Annabel's fears quickly faded as her eyes rolled back and through a big grin, she let out a soft "Oh my!", thick in her cute country accent as pleasure quickly took root in her body once again. She laid back down and slowly squirmed in pleasure as her arousal began rising once again.

Annabel quickly found herself getting very wet and the overwhelming scent filled the air once again. She had never wanted to be fucked so badly in her life. Annabel was on the brink of orgasm but she knew that the attention to her breasts and udder alone wouldn't send her over the edge. In that moment, albeit clouded by sexual desire, she decided to give herself to me.

She reached down and while lifting her ass slightly, slid her panties down off her hips and to her thighs, where her skirt still remained. I suddenly felt a pair of hands placed on the top of my head but I remained focused on attending to her teat. Annabel took a nervous deep breath and began subtly pushing my head down towards her pussy. I, on the other hand, had seemingly developed an addiction for her milk and actually resisted her gesture so as to not be separating from the fading taste of her sweet milk that remained on her teat. Annabel pushed a little more insistently and pleaded softly, "Aaron...please!"

I reluctantly caved but at the same time snapped out of my addiction led craving for her milk. "What they hell is happening to me?" I thought. But before my rational side could take charge, the short trip down to the entrance to her vagina was over and after inhaling once I instantly discovered the source of the scent that had overwhelmed me several times during our intimate coupling. Never before had I been with a woman that produced such an alluring scent. The drive I couldn't place earlier seemed so obvious now. I closed my eyes as I processed the overwhelming desire, no, the need to have sex. My cock was painfully erect, straining against the fabric of my clothing. My god, I had never been so hard in my life. I could feel precum beginning to soak my boxers, letting me know that my mind was not the only part of my body that was ready for the act.

I reopened my eyes and helped guide her skirt and panties down to just above her cloven hooves. Annabel gave her left leg a kick, and they were tossed off into the darkness of the night. Annabel spread her legs to provide me better access to her forbidden flesh. Leaning back in, I took in the characteristics of her beautiful pussy. Everything below her udder seemed normal like any other woman's. Her pubic bush seemed to be brown in color, though it was hard to say for sure without more light than the moon had to offer. Enough light was shining that it glistened off the vaginal fluid that slowly wept from her extremely aroused sex.

Lowering my head, I traced my tongue over her outer labia and then down between them over her slit. I gently extended my tongue and her soft lips parted, allowing my tongue to slide into her amply wet vagina. Annabel moaned and panted while grinding her head back into the blanket. I penetrated her as deeply as my tongue would permit as I desperately tried to satisfy the craving her scent had activated.

Moving to her clitoris, I began teasing it with my tongue, occasionally working it with my finger to enhance Annabel's pleasure. Sweat began to bead off Annabel's pours and a warmth came over her. Moments later I could feel her body quiver as an orgasm rushed through her body. Annabel's moans became screams and goat-like bleats of pleasure as I continued my assault, sliding my tongue in and out of her.

Admittedly, the animal-like noises escaping her mouth surprised me a little but I didn't care. I was too busy enjoying her taste and taking great satisfaction from the pleasure I was able to provide her. Meanwhile, Annabel was on the brink of a second orgasm but she wanted to satisfy the ferocious need to have my cock inside her.

Through her panting she rasped in partial bleats, "Ohhhh...ohhhh...eh-eh-Aa-ron...oh...come here...plee-ee-ee-eese...I need you...ohhhh...I need you inside me-ee-ee!" Annabel could barely speak as she begged through her body's extremely aroused state.

I reluctantly complied and slowly ascended her torso, planting succulent kisses as my mouth passed over her. Her insatiable desire to be fucked afforded her little patience at the moment and she reached down under my armpits and pulled at me to hasten my pace. Once at eye level, I propped myself up once again and looked into Annabel's beautiful green eyes. The small break in our activities allowed her to regain some composure. She slowly reached down and helped me remove my shirt. Annabel tossed it aside without a care to its destination.

As she gazed into my eyes, she smiled, beaming complete happiness for finding her first true love. "Aaron...I want to mate with you. I want you to be my first."

"Are you sure?" I responded softly.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she reached deep into her heart to express her sincerity. "I've never been more sure of anything in my life. I've never been in love with anyone like the way I'm in love with you."

I gently stroked her right cheek with my hand. "Oh God Annabel, I love you so much!" I had never fallen for anyone so fast, but everything just seemed right when I was with her.

MORE?

I responded by slowly leaning down to her and planting a soft warm kiss on her lips. "All that I am, is yours Annabel. I would be honored to mate with you."

Annabel fought back tears of happiness, and wrapping her arms around my neck, she pulled me down and we were once again locked in another round of passionate kissing. As our kissing continued, Annabel guided me over onto my back. Once on my back, Annabel sat up, straddling my waist. Her hot pussy slowly wept warm vaginal fluid onto me, which quickly cooled in the night air. By far the oddest sensation was that of her udder resting on my stomach, her erect teats gently poking into me, transferring the cooled mixture of my partially dried saliva and expressed milk from its surface.

Annabel didn't say a word, but just smiled. She knew what she wanted and slowly slid herself down my body. She kept her pussy low enough to brush over the tip of my stiff cock, still trapped in what was left of my clothing. As she passed over, we both moaned with pleasure. Coming to rest on my quads, Annabel saw the outline of my erection straining against my pants. She pulled my pants and boxers down, lifting herself enough to get them past her and off my legs. After tossing them aside, Annabel moved further down my legs to better position her mouth at my manhood. She kissed my testicles, and fondled them with her tongue. My cock was painfully hard, begging for release as precum once again oozed out from my tip in anticipation of intercourse. Reaching the base of my shaft, she ran her tongue along it to the top, getting her first taste of her first lover. Annabel took my penis into her mouth, and began moving up and down it slowly. I closed my eyes and moaned with great pleasure at the physical attention. Soon afterwards, my cock was embraced by the cool night air as she withdrew and then slid her body up, positioning my cock at the entrance to her vagina.

In that moment, time seemed to briefly stand still. Annabel could hardly believe what was about to happen. Since puberty, she had longed to find someone worth mating. Our relationship seemed to have played out as though it were some fairy tale Mama Goat had read to her as a child. A stranger stumbling into town, lost. The two of them falling in love so quickly. And now they were to mate, possibly spending the rest of their lives together living happily ever after.

Snapping back to reality, she lowered herself and using her hand, guided my almost painfully hard penis into her vagina. As though in slow motion, I felt my head gently spread her silky vaginal lips. As she moved lower, I moaned, closing my eyes, and tilting my head back as her soft, wet vaginal walls gripped my member as it slid all the way into her. Annabel groaned as the exquisite sensations of penetration and sudden fullness rocked through her.

Annabel leaned down to me until her breasts pressed against me and kissed me deeply. Our lips touched with their own fire and I was kissing her back as hard as I could. I wrapped my arms around her and ran my hands across her back as she rubbed my sides. As our tongues slipped passed one another, I grabbed her furry hips and pushed mine up into her. Annabel moaned in shock as she felt my cock push deeper into her. She shuddered at a sudden tearing feeling deep inside her and realized she had just become a woman.

I saw her wince briefly. "Are you OK?"

Annabel smiled. "Yeah, don't move for a minute. I'm a little sore."

"OK, just let me know when you're ready."

Annabel smiled. "OK." She stroked the side of my face in appreciation as she thought about how lucky she was to have found me.

She leaned back down and kissed me again, launching another round of hungry kissing. We stayed intimately locked together for a couple minutes, as she adjusted to her new woman hood. Our hands took liberties while our tongues slipped past our pressed lips. Muffled moans escaped into each other's mouth as our hands roamed all over each other's bodies, playfully groping and teasing with intimate touches. I loved running my hands over the soft fur covering her hips and ass. While Annabel seemed infatuated by my ears, breaking our passionate kissing momentarily to lick and nibble on them.

Annabel luxuriated in the fantastic sensation of having my cock inside her. Her pussy felt so full she felt as though she might split open. I gave her ass a couple of arousing squeezes and that seemed to get her in the mood to move past the soreness. Even though she still felt a little tender, Annabel wanted more.

Our lips were still locked, but I suddenly felt a smile quickly grow across her face, seemingly getting the hint. "Okay." she whimpered as she pulled away from my lips. She propped herself up and smiled coyly.

Annabel then began slowly moving her hot cunt up and down my stiff cock, enjoying the sensations for the first time; meanwhile, I fondled her large breasts, trapping her erect nipples between my fingers. In response to her movements, I began subtly moving my hips and Annabel began moaning as the pleasure built inside her. As I closed my eyes, Annabel could see each of her movements carried out on my face. I was more than happy to take my time, but Annabel was getting more and more worked up and yelled "More...uhhhhh...more...eh-eh-eh-eh...wa-aa-aa-aa-nt more!" Only moments later an aching pressure began to build in my balls that demanded to be relieved. We both began inhaling in quick, sharp breaths as I gripped Annabel's breasts even tighter and moaned "Faster Annabel!...Faster!"

Annabel picked up the pace and bucked her hips more rapidly. I could feel her vagina get hotter as Annabel's climax started building and building until it finally crashed over her, flooding her whole body. She screamed and bleated as orgasm after orgasm shot through every part of her body. As her pace slowed to a stop, I could feel her vagina twitch around my cock as her multiple orgasms surged outward.

Having yet to find my own release, I decided that I wanted to take charge and be on top. Besides, from the look of Annabel's shaking arms to either side of me struggling to keep herself propped up, I figured she wouldn't mind. "Annabel, mind if I get on top?"

She smiled. "Not at all my love."

As I gently started to roll us over her onto her back, she stopped us mid way. "Careful, my tail." We paused and I could feel her reach down and adjust her tail for the move. "OK." Annabel said as she pulled at me and finished the roll. Her body shivered briefly as it came into contact with the cool grass.

Our careful maneuvering kept us locked together and my firm cock contained within the warm confines of her still quivering pussy. Annabel was surprised at how much different the feeling of my cock inside her was in our new position. I slowly pulled my hips back and she squirmed under me from the sensation of my cock moving inside her. Just as the head of my cock approached the end of her tunnel, she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me back in while thrusting her hips upwards. Annabel squealed with delight as she felt my shaft spread her open again.

"Oh my God Aaron! Do that again!" Annabel moaned as she ground her hips against me.

As requested, I began a slow pumping rhythm in and out of her hot and slick vagina. Annabel began moaning loudly once again as she ground her head back into the soft grass. Our new position was obviously more pleasurable for her, as the angle of my cock now rubbed along her g-spot. Her body quickly began to quiver as yet another orgasm wracked her body. Annabel screamed and bleated again, pulling tufts of grass out of the ground in attempts to brace herself for the overwhelming pleasure surging through her body. I could feel her body temperature rise as beads of sweat began to form on her skin.

I loved seeing her receive such pleasure. "You like this position Annabel?" I smiled widely as I asked while plunging into her again.

Annabel shuddered as the knob of my shaft parted her folds again. "Ohh...ohh...my God, it's more ama-aa-aa-zing than could've e-e-e-ever dreamed! Harder Aaron...ohh...harder!"

I began pumping harder and faster into her. Her breasts bounced against my chest each time I bottomed out inside her, her hard nipples tracing patterns on me with every bounce. Our flesh slapped audibly each time I slammed into her. Annabel humped back against me as hard as she could, squeezing her vagina down on my cock with every ounce of energy she had left. I groaned loudly in approval at the wonderful feeling. We kissed passionately again, stopping only to catch our breath.

We thrusted into one another in a beautiful primal rhythm that seemed to last an eternity. I had never lasted this long before and God it felt great! To Annabel's surprise, every thrust edged her higher and higher. She couldn't fathom how any orgasm that followed could possibly surpass the last she had experienced.

Suddenly, Annabel felt me stirring even more inside her, and our thrusts became sharper, harder, and more urgent. The fire within her was a blazing inferno centered on my wonderful thrusts and then she felt it. Annabel's eyes flew open, as something inside her tore open and consumed her in a wonderful torrent. She tensed around me and shook as pleasure echoed through her entire being. Annabel let out a soulful cry of joy as a huge orgasm raced through her body. I felt her cum for the first time as she screamed and bleated repeatedly as her senses were seemingly overwhelmed with each pleasurable wave.

As pressure quickly began building in my testicles, more so than before and I knew then that I was finally close to cumming. As my orgasm approached, I groaned more loudly. Sweat began to bead on my skin in my body's effort to combat my rising temperature in the cool night air. "Oh Annabel!...I'm going to cum!"

"Uhhh...uhhh...What?...uhhh...What do you mean?!...uhhh" she rasped through her moans with dumbfounded curiosity.

I was struck confused by her lack of understanding but honestly, in that moment, on the brink of my own orgasm, I didn't dwell on her remarkable innocence and unique separation from the common place of sex in modern society. My mind briefly searched for any synonym I could use to get my point across. "I'm gonna release my...my...my seed!" I blurted.

"Go ahead...uhhh...give it to me!...uhhh"

Wrapping her arms and legs around me, she pulled me as deep as possible into her cunt. Gripping my cock with her vagina with all that she could muster, my body finally rocked with orgasm as I found release, straining as I shot my copious load into her. Annabel marveled at the sensation of my member pulsing inside her as a strange new warmth filled her depths. I moaned in deep satisfaction as stream after stream of my seed shot into her waiting womb. Annabel focused on the muscles between her legs in an effort to milk me with her pussy. I closed my eyes with my head tilted back as she coaxed the last drops from me.

Weakened by orgasms, Annabel's arms and legs fell to the ground. We both panted exhaustedly as our orgasms slowly diminished. I looked back down at Annabel. I took a deep breath and exhaled loudly. "Oh my God...[hard breath]...that was the best sex ever!"

"Aaron...[deep breath]...that was amazing! Oh my God...[deep breath]...that was amazing!"

I leaned in and kissed her and then we frenched for a few minutes in the afterglow of sex, as my cock softened inside her. I gave Annabel one last kiss before propping up my upper body with my shaking arms. Sensing my weight was making her uncomfortable, I slowly withdrew my member from the warm confines of her vagina and then collapsed onto the ground, coming to rest next to her on my back. My cock was instantly chilled from the ample coating of our juices exposed to the cool night air and immediately began to shrink.

Annabel rolled onto her side facing me, and as she snuggled up next to me, I stretched out my right arm to provide a resting place for her head. She nestled her body along my own and adjusted her udder before draping her right leg over my waist, crotch, and legs.

I could feel her bush, matted with our drying fluids and her still hot pussy pressing against my hip. She rested her right arm on my chest and began running her hand through my curly chest hair. I luxuriated in the feeling of her soft fur rubbing against my skin as she slowly moved her right leg up and down over mine. I took turns stroking her right horn, fur covered goat's ear, and brown hair with my right hand.

We laid there quietly and exhausted, each separately lost in deep thoughts of the situation in which we now found ourselves. I stared up into the heavens, admiring the star filled sky that contained so many more than I was accustomed under the obscuring effect of city lights. I had no idea where to go from here with Annabel. I had fallen so fast and so hard for her. It was very uncharacteristic of me. I had always approached situations logically, taking in all the facts before making a decision. I knew I was truly in love with her, so what now, we date? I lived only about four hours away, but I don't think the distance would be the issue here. Would she feel comfortable visiting me? What if we wanted to live together? I couldn't live here with the obligations I had.

I subtly tilted my head towards Annabel and peaked at her out of the corner of my eye hoping she wouldn't notice. Her head rested on my arm, her eyes closed, while her muzzle expressed a small smirk of happiness and complete satisfaction. Annabel was also deep in thought about the possibilities our mating might lead to. She had always wondered if the day would ever come that she would marry and raise a family of her own. Not that she was expecting a proposal from me, but she was so excited as this was the closest she had ever come to that being a reality. Her insecurities kept her in check knowing that my SUV would be fixed in a couple days and I had a life to get back to. She didn't want to think about that now. She loved me without question and wanted to enjoy every minute with me that she could.

My mind faded back from the future to the now and it was in this moment that I thought about the fact that we didn't use protection. I doubted very seriously Annabel even knew what the pill was, let alone used it. I thought for a moment about how to bring up the issue.

"Uh, Annabel?"

I could feel a smile grow across her face. Her warm breath lapped at my neck with her response. "Yes Aaron?"

"We didn't use protection. Is that OK?" I rolled my eyes, feeling so stupid. "Smooth Aaron, real smooth." I thought to myself.

Annabel was confused by the question and thought for a moment before responding. "Protection? From what?" she responded innocently in that country accent I loved about her.

If I hadn't known her better, I would've thought her innocence was an act. "Well..." I started as I tried to think of the best way to explain it without sounding condescending. "You know, using things to prevent pregnancy when having sex."

Annabel felt kind of stupid for asking about something that seemed so common place in the rest of the world. "Oh, that...it's OK Aaron."

"What if you get pregnant?" I asked reluctantly. I quickly feared the can of worms I might have just opened. Sure I loved Annabel, but I suddenly wondered if an act of sex in this community was expected to result in marriage or something.

Annabel truly loved me and without hesitation would spend the rest of her life with me for the asking. She didn't want to scare me off but at the same time wanted to be truthful about how she felt. She took a deep breath and collected herself before responding. "Aaron, I love you so very much. If I get pregnant from matin with you, I'll forever be grateful that it was with you."

I swear I could feel myself fall for her even more at the conclusion of that statement. "What do you say to that?" I thought to myself. I began searching deep within myself for a response. My deep train of thought was abruptly interrupted by a loud voice calling into the night.

"Annabel? Where ye-eh-eh be?"

We both sat up simultaneously and immediately looked down towards the farmhouse. "Oh no! It's Ma!" Annabel exclaimed in a loud whisper. Our hearts began to race in the fear of getting caught. "We gotta get down there before she comes looking for us!" Annabel continued as we began scrambling around for our clothes and started getting dressed.

"Time for dinner. Aa-aa-aannabel?" Mama Goat called out again from the house. We could see the silhouette of her figure standing in front of the doorway.

Annabel responded in hopes that we she wouldn't come looking. "Coming! We'll be right there!" she hollered. She looked at me immediately after responding. "Dang it! I shouldn't have said we huh?"

I was bit calmer than Annabel about the situation but the feeling was quite exhilarating, taking me back to my teen years when nearly getting caught fooling around with a girl when her parents came home unexpectedly.

Annabel finished dressing first and waited for me. Once I finished she turned to dash for the house but was stopped dead in her tracks when I grabbed her by the hand and pulled her into me. I locked my lips onto hers and delivered a deep passionate kiss, which she eagerly returned. It had only been about ten seconds when she pulled back.

"We really gotta go!" she said as she smiled and giggled.

Annabel gave me a quick kiss on the lips and then trotted off into the darkness towards the farmhouse. I stood there for a moment to take in the events of the night and then casually strolled back towards the farmhouse in deep thought.

As I arrived at the front porch of the farmhouse and took off my shoes, I could hear Annabel and Mama Goat inside chit chatting like any mother and daughter would. I couldn't make out what was being said, but the moment I walked inside and entered the dining room, Annabel abruptly stopped in mid sentence as though it was something I wasn't supposed to hear. She and Mama Goat smiled widely at me. Boy were my ears burning. My heart began thumping loudly as a nervousness quickly grew over me.

"Uh...hi." I stated in "playful what the fuck" kinda way as they stared and smiled at me. I knew that look of a mother and daughter simultaneously smiling and staring at me after I interrupted their conversation solely by entering the room. This was the "we were just talking about you and we're going to poorly play it off as though we weren't look". I've seen it many a time from previous girlfriends and their mothers when I happened to be in the right place for me but the wrong time for them. "Great! Annabel told Mama Goat something about us and I have no idea what." I thought.

"Hi Aaron. What took you so long? I thought you were right behind me?" Annabel was practically glowing. It was that after great sex glow that every woman seems to recognize. I thought we were busted for sure.

"It's such a nice night, I took my time so I could enjoy it a little longer."

"Well come sit down sonny, your supper's ge-e-e-ettin cold. Hope you like fried chicken." Mama Goat said.

"Love it Ma'am, I mean Mama Goat." I said as I sat down in front of the place set for me. The table appeared to be quite old. It was a typical rectangular dinner table with a nice spread of food that Mama Goat had prepared for us. The decorative table cloth was an aged off-white color. Every plate and container was made of glass; there was no plastic or paper here. Annabel was seated directly across from me and Mama Goat was seated to my right.

"What can I get you to drink A-a-a-a-aron?" Mama Goat asked.

"I'll just get myself some water thanks."

"No-o-o-o-nsense, I'll get it. You eat up. You must be hu-u-u-u-ngry." Mama Goat insisted.

Mama Goat got up and entered the kitchen. I immediately looked at Annabel and leaned towards her. "What did you tell her?!" I whispered.

Annabel leaned in towards me to respond. "I only told her that we kissed." she whispered back.

"What?! Why?!"

"I had to. She knew something was going on between us!"

I heard Mama Goat clomping back towards the dining room. "Shhhh!" I fired back as I pointed to the kitchen door.

Mama Goat entered and set a glass of ice water in front of me. "Here you go sonny."

"Thanks Mama Goat." I didn't know what to think. Was Mama Goat OK with her daughter kissing an outsider? I'm sure she'd probably pull a shotgun on me if she knew I had just taken her daughter's virginity.

As Mama Goat took her seat, Annabel smiled widely at me and I couldn't help but look into her sweet eyes and smile lovingly back at her. Mama Goat noticed our eyes locked on one another, smiling as we each unconsciously moved our fork through our food without taking a bite. She smiled, happy for her daughter. There weren't many men in the community that were her age and those that were closest her age Annabel never took a liking to. Mama Goat was understandably concerned about me being an outsider. What was to happen once my truck was fixed? Would I just take off and leave her daughter behind with a broken heart. After Annabel confessed to kissing me, Mama Goat cautioned her to be careful, but supported her and was happy for her.

"Ho-o-o-o-w's the chicken Aaron?" Mama Goat asked, knowing I hadn't even taken a bite.

I didn't really hear anything she said until saying my name. "Um...the what?" I said, caught off guard.

Mama Goat smiled at me. "The chicken, how is it?"

I looked down at my plate. "Um, I haven't eatin any yet." We were so busted. Her smile seemed to convey that she was cool with it though.

We all began to enjoy the meal Mama Goat had prepared for us. I found it odd that there was no place set for Pa. It got really weird the last time I brought up the oddity that was Pa so I decided not to go there again. Suddenly, I felt something move in between my legs at shin level.

I was about to take a look under the table expecting to find a dog or pet of some kind but then I glanced over at Annabel. She smiled and gave me a subtle wink with her right eye, the one furthest from Mama Goat so she would be less likely to see it. "No...no way she's playing footsies right here in front of Mama Goat." I thought. I casually reached down between my legs and confirmed that it was one of her legs, slowly ascending between my own. I tried pushing it back down while trying not draw Mama Goat's attention but Annabel easily overcame my weak effort. I glanced over at Mama Goat to ensure that she was occupied with eating and then looked back over at Annabel. I frantically shook my head "no" and she just smiled seductively and slowly nodded "yes". I couldn't believe this was happening. It was a scene straight out of a comedy. When her leg reached my knees, she pushed her hoof forward into my crotch and began nuzzling my cock and balls. It didn't take long for her attentions to bring my cock to life as it began to stiffen.

Of course, it was this moment that Mama Goat decided it was conversation time. First she asked Annabel why she wasn't eating much to which she replied, "Oh I'm just not very hungry right now." As she continued rubbing my cock with her cloven hoof, they then began discussing the chores that needed to be accomplished tomorrow. I just sat there trying to play it off as though nothing was happening while taking bites of my meal from time-to-time. Beads of sweat began to form on my forehead as my body continued to react to Annabel's assault. It was then that Mama Goat turned her attentions to me.

"So Aa-a-a-aron, I guess we'll take you down to Billy Jo's to check o-o-o-on your truck." she said without looking at me, but as soon as she did..."Are you fee-ee-ee-eelin alright sonny."

I exhaled deeply, swallowed, and then looked to Mama Goat. "Uhhh, I think I have a little fever. Think I'll turn in and get some rest."

"You sure your O-O-O-OK?" Mama Goat asked.

"Yeah, just need some rest." I pushed my chair back and excused myself to bed. Fortunately, my route to me away from Mama Goat and concealed my obvious erection. Needless to say, I was quite embarrassed. "See you guys in the morning." I said as left the dining room.

"Good night." Mama Goat and Annabel responded, almost in unison. Mama Goat looked at Annabel dumbfounded and Annabel just kind of shrugged in response, appearing as if she hadn't a clue.

Arriving in my room I closed the door behind me and sat on the bed. My cock was painfully erect and I contemplated rubbing it out to finish what Annabel had started. I desperately needed release and just as I was about to lay back and finish the job I heard the sound of hooves clomping down the hallway. I could tell it was Annabel by the sound of her stride. I mentally followed the sounds that seemed to lead into the bathroom. The old pipes rattled in the walls followed by the sound of water streaming out of the showerhead. I got up to turn the light off so I could have some privacy for my much needed release.

Without warning, the bedroom door opened enough for Annabel to slip inside and she quickly but quietly closed and locked it behind her. She turned and faced me, her body up against the door as if she were holding it closed to desperately keep someone out.

"Are you crazy?! What are you doing?!" I asked in a loud whisper.

She had a seductive look on her face and then she smiled wantingly at me. "I came to finish what I started. You took care of me in the field and now it's my turn."

"But Annabel, we're going to get caught for sure!"

"Don't worry Aaron. Everything's fine. Mama Goat thinks I'm in the shower and that you're in bed." Annabel peaked around me to calculate her next move. "And she's about to be half right."

Annabel slowly guided me backwards to the bed as she undid my pants and pushed them and my boxers down to my knees. We kissed deeply as she carefully slid her hooves along the wooden floor boards to avoid the usual clomping sounds of her movement. She began messaging my cock and testicles with her hands as we frenched. My forced retreat was halted once the back of my legs reached the bed. Annabel pushed me down and I didn't resist. I landed on my back, my legs draped over the edge of the bed, while my feet dangled just above the floor. She then crouched down, pulled my pants and boxers off completely, and then spread my legs apart for easier access to my manhood.

My cock was painfully hard with precum slowly oozing from its tip. Annabel wasted no time getting to it. She got down on her knees on the floor and leaned forward. "My my, what do we have here?" she asked playfully as she slid her arms underneath my legs from the inside and wrapped them around them so that her hands rested on the top inside of my thighs. With a firm grip around my thighs, Annabel spread my legs wide and pulled herself into my crotch. She looked over my manhood, getting her first real good look at it in the ample lighting in the room. She was surprised to see how large it was and couldn't believe that it had been completely inside her just a little while ago.

Annabel closed the distance and inhaled deeply, taking in my scent. She began the oral pleasure by caressing my balls with her long tongue and then licked and fondled them for a few minutes. It felt so great I thought I was going to shoot my load right there! I began to moan in delight as pleasure radiated through my entire body.

Annabel slid her tongue down to the base of my cock and then nearly wrapped her tongue completely around it. She pulled her wrapped tongue completely up its length and upon reaching my head, she plunged it completely into the warm and moist confines of her mouth. She slowly bobbed her head, moving up to my tip and then down to my base all the while rubbing her tongue over it from different angles.

After a few minutes of her thorough attentions, I felt a familiar pressure begin to build in my testicles. "Oh...oh...my God Annabel! That's fucking great!" I whispered loudly.

It was amazing how well she worked her tongue. Annabel took my cock into her mouth a couple more times and I was brought to the verge of orgasm. Not sure if she wanted to swallow or not I made sure she knew I was about to shoot my load. "Annabel...ohhh...i'm cumming...ahhh...uhhh...I'm cumming!"

Annabel knew what it meant this time and she wanted to get a good taste of me. She briefly pulled off of me. "Go ahead my love!" And then she immediately plunged my cock back into her mouth.

Annabel felt my shaft begin to pulsate in her mouth as I began to climax. She bobbed more rapidly and sucked harder on the upward strokes while sliding her tongue more firmly along the length of my cock. I quickly pulled a pillow over my face as I moaned loudly at the sweat orgasm of release. Annabel swallowed the full five streams of my seed as it sprayed into her mouth. The taste was completely alien to her, but she found that she liked it very much. My orgasm slowed but Annabel kept going, milking my cock for every last drop as I began to soften in her mouth. I let go of the pillow, my arms collapsing onto the bed above my head. The pillow rested over my face as my rapid and heavy breaths slowed.

Annabel pulled off my cock and gave it few hardly licks as though she had not been able to consume every bit of seed that was released. Once satisfied, she crawled up my torso on all fours until arriving at the pillow covering my head. Taking hold of it, she tossed it aside and a quick rush of cool air engulfed my face as the pillow, warmed by rapid breath, was removed. As I opened my eyes, I was greeted by Annabel's beautiful face hovering if front of me with a lovely smiled stretched across her muzzle.

"Did you like that my love?" she asked.

"Annabel, that was...I mean you were great." I replied in complete satisfaction. "Where did you learn how to do that?"

"I do know how to please my mate." she responded in slight defense.

"I'm definitely not disputing that at all. It's just that..."

"That what?!" Annabel interrupted.

"I'm just surprised that's all. I mean, I doubt it's something Mama Goat taught you."

Annabel giggled. "Definitely not silly. Let's just say one of my girlfriends is into your world more than most in our community would approve and well...we talk about stuff."

With that said Annabel leaned down and we kissed deeply for a moment. When our lips parted, she rolled off me and carefully set her hooves onto the floor to prevent any loud sounds that might attract Mama Goat's attention. "I better get back into the bathroom. I've got a shower to finish."

"Yeah. This was the best "shower" ever." I replied.

She smiled and then slowly shuffled across the room until reaching the door. Annabel turned and smiled lustfully at me. "Until tomorrow my love." she said quietly.

Annabel slowly opened the door enough for her to poke her head out to make sure the coast was clear and then quickly made her escape to the bathroom, closing the door quietly behind her.

I laid there on the bed in the afterglow of orgasm. I thought about the prospect of my SUV being fixed tomorrow. What was I to do? I obviously had no choice in leaving. Although I still had a few more days off, I would have to leave eventually. I figured I would discuss the future of our relationship with Annabel tomorrow. It was obvious that she felt the same way about me. I just didn't know how we could make it work.

I laid there in deep thought until I started to fall asleep. Not wanting to, but I got up to turn the light off and that's when I noticed that my feet and ankles were aching. My hamstrings and the other tendons running up the back of my lower legs were unusually tight and it was rather uncomfortable. I attributed it to the hiking around today but it seemed odd that they hadn't bothered me after the many miles I had hiked any of the days prior. I removed my shirt and socks, I took a couple Advil to dull the pain, turned off the light and climbed back into bed. Exhausted from all the day's activities, it didn't take long for me to drift off to sleep.