Mom’s Donkey Urge 4

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Mom’s Donkey Urge 3

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Chapter 4…

Thrilled by the prospect of her own naughtiness, although she didn’t know how really naughty she was going to end up being, Valerie left the cabin and walked around toward the shed. She paused to look at the path leading into the woods, to make sure that there was no sign of Linda. She certainly didn’t want her innocent young daughter to be corrupted by her own depravity. But Linda was not in sight.

In fact, the girl, who wasn’t really innocent at all, was busy with her own affairs — and very soon the girl was going to be a whole lot busier. But her mother never dreamed of that.

Even though she had just creamed her pussy very thoroughly, Valerie’s insatiable cunt was as smoldering hot as ever. She hadn’t bothered to put her panties back on — there seemed to be little point in doing so — and her naked cunt was steaming and squishing as she walked.

The donkey snorted as the scent of that hot cunt flowed to him, stronger as Valerie drew near. She heard a thud as the frantic brute stamped on the floor. She paused in the doorway of the shed. A cool mountain breeze ruffled her blonde hair and drew her skirt tight to her seething loins, and she felt as if that gentle breeze was fanning her to flames. The dumb brute eyed her, tossing its head. The short, bristly mane stood up stiffly on its arched neck and its moist lips folded back from its big, blunt teeth as it snorted noisily, spraying slobber from its jaw.

Valerie stepped in and closed the door. Standing back, she stared at the animal’s incredible hard-on. The donkey’s prick seemed to have grown bigger if anything. What a feast for her eyes as she fondled her pussy!

The massive wedge of dark, naked cockmeat loomed out from the hairy prick sheath. Flecks of spunk glistened in milky drops on the glossy slab. ‘The donkey’s fucker looked more like a battering ram than a cock,’ Valerie thought.

Staring at the donkey’s cock and balls, Valerie slowly raised her skirt above her hips. Holding it up with one hand, she cupped the other hand over her cunt mound, her fingers trailing down into her scalding cunt gash.

The beast’s eyes bulged out as it stared at her creamy pussy. The donkey’s red tongue ran along the line of its open jaw, slobbering heavily. It was a real turn-on for the over-sexed blonde to have the horny beast staring so intently at her cunt — almost as great a turn-on as staring, in turn, at its prick and balls. She dipped at the knees and tilted her belly up, showing the donkey her open fuck-slot.

The jackass snorted, a bubbling sound coming from its flapping lips. The donkey’s whole sturdy body was rippling with tension. The donkey’s cock was so fucking taut that Valerie thought she could hear it twang! She rubbed her clit, shuddering at the caress. She traced her fingertips along her parted pussy folds, then slowly pushed her middle finger up into her fuck-tunnel, twisting it around inside the cunt walls.

The donkey’s eyes seemed to be boring into her flesh like laser beams, caressing her visually. A trickle of cunt juice ran down the inside of her leg. Her finger pushed into the knuckle, then slowly pulled back out as her tight pussy muscles sucked on the digit and cunt cream pooled up in her cupped palm. She pushed in again, sweeping her thumb back and forth across her clit as she frigged up her cunthole.

Her face was a mask of depravity, eyes narrowed to slits, panting lips parted. She was drooling — but not nearly as heavily as the frustrated donkey. The donkey’s whole gray muzzle was lathered by saliva.

Her heart-shaped ass jerked from side to side as she fucked her cunt hole up and down on her hand. Her flow came hotter and muskier, and the animal thrust its big, blunt head out toward her, its sturdy neck straining. The donkey’s tongue pushed out, dripping from the edges. The animal was slobbering so much that the big meaty lapper was splashing in its mouth.

Lust overwhelmed Valerie. Her legs were trembling, and her mind was reeling. She stepped closer to the beast, fucking her finger up her pussy again. Then she drew her hand away. Her fingers were running with pussy nectar, and her palm was awash with the creamy stuff. She held her hand out to the brute’s muzzle. The donkey’s nostrils fluttered, and its pale eyes glowed. The donkey’s long wet tongue shot out, and the animal began to slurp her cunt juice from her hand.

The donkey’s tongue was hot and wet and nimble and eager. As it lapped moistly and enthusiastically at the woman’s hand, Valerie naturally wondered how it would feel to have the horny creature using its tongue on her pussy. She began to switch hands, offering one to the donkey’s muzzle as she finger-fucked her steaming fuck- hole with the other, then changing. Her hands went to its snout, lathered with cunt cream, and returned to her cunt soaking with the frantic creature’s frothy slobber.

‘Oh, shit — should I?’ She wondered. ‘Letting an animal lap my cunt is really naughty.’

Her conscience protested — but dark desire overwhelmed her. ‘It’s only its tongue,’ she reasoned, her logic self-serving. ‘The donkey’s already licking my cunt juice from my hands, and I guess it isn’t a whole lot more wicked if it laps the stuff out of my cunt. Just its tongue — it isn’t as if I were letting him fuck me or anything really bad. He’s so frantic. I’d be doing him a favor, kindness to a dumb animal. And after I’ve creamed on its tongue, my pussy will cool down, so there’s no danger of getting carried away and doing anything really naughty.’ She even managed to smile at that logic.

Valerie stepped closer to the donkey and shoved her slim belly out, her sleek thighs parted, dipping slightly at the knees and tilting her groin upwards.

The donkey twisted its head away, its thick neck arching, one wide, wild eye upon her. Then its head began to go up and down like a rocking horse. Valerie dipped both hands into her crotch and pulled her pliable pussy lips wide open, turning her cunt gash into a creamy bowl. The beast shoved its muzzle between her thighs. Valerie shuddered when she felt its moist snout ripple in her pussy. The donkey’s hot breath billowed right up into her cunt hole as the donkey snorted. The donkey’s soft muzzle nuzzled against her clit and that stiff bud jerked spasmodically.

“Oh,” she gasped. “Fucking hell!”

She pulled her cuntlips open even wider and dragged the elastic folds up onto the donkey’s muzzle, rolling her cunt onto its snout like a rubber onto a cock.

The brute snorted up her pussy, then inhaled her fragrance, its nose flaring in her cunt slot. The donkey’s tongue slid out tentatively, as if the dumb animal was uncertain, not sure what to do. The beast was familiar with the scent of hot cunt, of course. It was an amorous donkey, and it had fucked more than its share of sexy jennies in its day. But it had never had a human cunt pressed to its muzzle before, and it was confusing.

But its bestial instincts took over. The donkey lapped at her cuntlips, slurped into her slot, then stabbed its long tongue right up into Valerie’s fuck-hole. Valerie wailed. That meaty lapper was so fucking big that it was stuffing her cunt as full and as deep as the average prick!

She swayed against its muzzle, trembling all through her voluptuous body and moaning with the pure joy of its caress. Her ass heaved, and her belly pumped. She no longer needed her hands to spread her cunt open, and she reached and held the animal’s head, pulling him into her groin. The donkey needed no such encouragement, however. The burro was grazing in her groin with gusto.

The donkey was a quick learner. Had it been a Mexican donkey, it would certainly have starred in the burrow show in Tijuana, for its talent was inherent. No longer intimidated by the situation, the beast was shoving its tongue up and down her cunt hole. The donkey was tongue-fucking her, its nimble lapper a match for any stiff prick — well, any human prick, at least.

Holding its head between her open hands, Valerie rubbed her foaming pussy against him. She rose up on her tiptoes, then dipped down again. The brute’s head bobbed up and down with her. As cunt juice poured down the insides of her thighs, it ducked down and slurped the ribbons up, then slid higher and lapped cream out of her cunt bush.

She shoved against him as if she were trying to get its whole head up her fuck-hole. The donkey’s tongue flashed out, cunt juice streaking the red meat and hanging from the curled edges like strands of pearls.

She rose high on her toes again. The donkey’s muzzle slid through her crotch. The donkey’s tongue curled up into the crack of her ass. It dragged slowly back, slurping from her asshole back into her crotch, pulling through the open slot and flipping up into her golden triangle of cunt hair.

The donkey’s gray muzzle was drenched with pussy cream, and its soft, dark lips were streaked with the delicious stuff. The animal was slobbering into Valerie’s fuck slot. The donkey’s saliva bubbled out and blended with her cunt cream, turning her whole crotch to a swamp.

Valerie drew her hand down its jawline and grasped its tongue between her fingers and thumb. She began to rub it onto her clit, using the donkey’s lapper as if it were a vibrator with which she was masturbating. But no plastic vibrator had given her such a thrill. She still knew that it was wicked to get head from an animal, but that knowledge only increased the thrill of it.

She stuffed its tongue right up into her cunt hole. Her pussy plunged around the questing meat, sucking and pulling and clinging. The donkey’s tongue throbbed inside her fuck hole, slithering and sliding. The beast shot its tongue deep, then pulled slowly back out and slurped on her clit.

Valerie started to cum. It felt like her climax was starting in her heels and shooting on up her trembling legs, to explode in her pussy.

Her clit detonated and her cunt hole melted. She jerked and thrashed on the donkey’s muzzle as the hot cum cream gushed from her cunt slot.

The donkey brayed, its tongue going wild as the flow from her loins flooded its taste buds, all tangy and spicy, as hot and as thick as melted pearls.

Her ass and hips shot in and out, and the animal’s head went up and down as its tongue delved hungrily into her hairy cunt, lapping her cum juices up as fast as they poured out of her smoldering pussy.

Valerie shook with a spasm, crying out with the joy of it. She vibrated and jolted and staggered, dizzy with the sensation, legs turning to jelly, all her vitality melting in the heat of her dynamic coming.

She was at the peak, clinging there, suspended over the sweet chasm of bliss. The donkey’s delving tongue teased another wave of joy from her, and it whimpered as the creamy flow teased its tongue, in turn.

Then she cried out with the last rippling spasm. She stepped back on unsteady legs. The donkey’s head thrust out after her, its tongue giving her pussy the last slurp. Valerie sank down to her knees, too drained to stand. Through misty eyes, she gazed at the donkey — a look of gratitude for the thrill its tongue had given her. She saw that its jaw and jowls were glistening with her cum juices.

The donkey returned her gaze, its own expression expectant, hopeful. Kneeling, she sank back onto her heels, her big tits heaving as she fought to control her breath. The donkey’s flanks were heaving, too. The donkey’s expression changed. The lids came lower over its big eyes, and it looked mournful. She wondered, vaguely, if the horny brute was sorry she had moved away if its insatiable tongue wanted more of her cunt. She looked down her belly and saw that she was soaking with donkey slobber all over her cunt bush, crotch and thighs. A few streaks of cunt juice had trickled into the frothy saliva, eluding the beast’s avid tongue.

She was wondering if she could come again before Linda returned from her walk. The idea was pleasant, and she was sure that the donkey would relish another snack, but she didn’t want to risk having the next session interrupted by Linda’s return. It would be so frustrating to have to stop before she creamed — and worse, if the girl happened to wander out to the barn and find her mother getting tongued by the beast. Trying to judge how long another orgasm would take, Valerie looked back and forth between her cunt and the donkey’s soaking muzzle, as if the compassion — the obvious connection — would help her decide if there was enough time.

But then the donkey tossed its head and sidestepped, turning sideways to her — and letting Valerie look at its prick in profile. While it’d been merrily lapping at her cunt gash, its cock had gotten even bigger! The donkey’s cock was so huge that it looked like a surrealist sculpture, some monolith hewn out of gray stone.

Oh, the poor beast, she thought. How selfish of me to let a dumb animal become so excited, to enjoy myself and leave him so frustrated.

Valerie had never in her life been cruel to an animal, and she wasn’t about to start now.

To be continued…

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One comment

  • kattcum

    Very good story, great writting, looking foreword to the final chapters of this book. My only complaint is that I don’t understand how to go from one chapter to the next without a lot of screwing around

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