ELOISE
AND FRIENDS
A
Sagacious Tale Of Tail
That
Starts Behind A Barn
And
Ends Up In A King-Sized
Four-Poster
Bed
By Izzy Ess Of Bully Inverness
It
seems that Eloise was diddling Jonathan behind the barn in farmer Bill’s old
property, at the crossing of the railroad and the old creek that used to have a
tiny waterfall. The raging bull that
spotted them saw red and charged, just pinning Jonathan against the barn and
frightening our Eloise into dropping all her clothes and bolting. The raging bull, Conquistador del Monaco,
released poor Jonathan and raged at Eloise as he could see her bouncing
derriere and ample breasts in profile as the sun set blazing purple-red behind
her. The bull became enamoured of this
Eloise and roared his admiration for her bouncing features up against the
blazing sunset.
The
farmer, Bill Belmonte, did retrieve his shot gun from the cupboard, loaded it
while running, and he came upon a naked, bouncing Eloise, running wildly to the
west. The farmer aimed his musket at
poor Jonathan and fired, completely severing his manhood from his balls. Conquistador just roared and walked away
quite satisfied that Jonathan could not compete with him and his huge dangling
weapon, known throughout the herd of cows that hung about the meadow. Eloise hugged farmer Bill and just explained
it was not Jonathan who had been chasing her but it was Conquistador del Monaco
who had just frightened her with his huge dangling weapon.
Bill
was really quite turned on by Eloise’s nakedness, especially her ample breasts
and curly bush of pubic hair. His groin
did bulge and strain against his overalls and finally burst through the seams
to point at Eloise. She was pleased at
his response and taken with his manhood which was bigger than the bull’s. She asked if she could touch it and just
firmly stroke the shaft with both her little hands, and farmer Bill said, “Yes,
of course, my darling, Eloise. You may
stroke it firmly and keep it warm, and if it pleases you, you may turn around
and bend right over, while I point my throbbing manhood at your private parts
with curly hair and push it deep inside of you.” Ms. Eloise, no longer frightened, really liked
the notion of the farmer, and she turned around presenting him with her cute
derriere and bent to touch the ground as he had asked. He shuffled forward and he pushed his manhood
deep inside our Eloise, who squealed with pleasure.
Conquistador,
the bull, saw everything, and walked away to search out Minnie Pearl, the cow
he’d noticed with the big brown eyes that always looked at him with love. Conquistador did mount his Minnie and
proceeded with injecting her with salty stuff, enough to start a calf, and did.
Our
Jon was just beside himself with grief as he took his manhood in his hand and
ran for help to find a doctor who would re-attach his manhood to his body and
perhaps enlarge it so that he could find some woman who would understand and
help him with his problem. A nurse was
driving by herself to enjoy the lovely sunset.
She stopped when she did spot the crying Jonathan, his bloody manhood in
his hands. She was sympathetic and
introduced herself as Madame Bonaparte, a nurse with the credentials which
allowed her to do surgery. She asked the
crying Jonathan if he would like it if she re-attached his bloody manhood,
enlarge it and offered to be the first to try it out for size and fit. Jonathan stopped crying and with love and
lust, he did agree. He’d noticed that
Nurse Bonaparte was lovely and she had a shape that promised ecstasy. She wanted to be surgically clean so she
undressed and bathed inside the farmer’s house.
She asked poor Jon to lay upon the table of the rustic kitchenette and
measured all his private parts and lined up the his own bloody member with the
remaining stump. She pumped it up with
his own blood and sewed the member to the stump with startling expertise.
The
surgery was so exact that all the bleeding stopped immediately and the member
came alive. It throbbed as it enlarged,
engorged with all the blood that Madam Bonaparte had funnelled into it. It was indeed much larger than it was before
the surgery and was ready for a trial.
The nurse, still naked and quite sterilized was seen to have a body that
was statuesque and quite prepared to test her patient’s new , improved large
manhood. Nurse Bonaparte was gentle and
she put his manhood in between her ample breasts and did move in such a way to
stimulate our Jonathan, completely. His
manhood grew and harden and began to throb.
Nurse Bonaparte was lubricating actively and felt quite ready to receive
the bounty of her surgery. She straddled
Jonathan and let his manhood slide easily inside of her own private parts with
lubrication that was quite outstanding.
She wiggled and she jiggled and she saw that Jonathan was ready to make
a big deposit deep inside of her. He did
and she exploded with a thrill that was enough to hold his manhood deep inside
of her so that she had a dozen thrills and spasms of delight!
Our
Jonathan was quite delighted with his new improved appendage. He pushed and strained to stimulate the
insides of his benefactor who was benefitted by his great result and great
responses. They carried on beyond the
midnight hour until the farmer and his naked Eloise came charging through the
door in quest of farmer Bill’s old bed.
The couple on the table were able to disengage and follow Bill and
Eloise to Bill’s king-sized four-poster bed where they all convened to make an
animal with eight arms, eight legs and enough equipment to entwine and closely
interlock. By morning, they all fell
asleep quite intertwined and deeply quite enjoined for maximum good
feelings. Nurse Bonaparte and our own
Eloise did yeoman’s shifts to satisfy both farmer Bill and the new improved
great Jonathan. Eloise was particularly
satisfied with Jonathan who could now perform much better than he did before
the farmer shot him. In fact, she
fantasized that he was like the bull which scared them earlier behind the barn.
Nurse
Bonaparte and farmer Bill, still naked, rustled up some eggs and bacon for
their breakfast on the kitchenette which earlier had been a surgical
location. Jonathan and Eloise made
coffee and served up some orange juice.
They all sat naked and enjoyed the food and laughed a lot about the
strange events since yesterday. They
decided it would be OK if the whole quartette adjourned to the big bed and
tried, anew, our Jonathan’s new weapon and farmer Bill’s old weapon, too. This quartette was so enthralled by all of
their activities that they decided to have a re-match every Wednesday afternoon
when Nurse Bonaparte was available and Eloise, the weapon dealer, could come
back from Montreal.
THE
END
©
izzy sommers, md
Wetland,
Kanata
November 6, 2013
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