Mom’s Donkey Urge 9 (finale)

By David Crane
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Mom’s Donkey Urge 9…

After his wife had walked in and found him with his tongue up the French maid’s cunt, John Richards had been ashamed and contrite. Since the maid was at the point of coming, it seemed pointless to interrupt such a tasty feast, and he had carried on, gulping down her cum cream. However, as soon as he was finished, he had gone in search of Valerie to apologize and ask her forgiveness. Yet Valerie and their daughter were gone.

John checked her closet and finding that only rough-country clothes were missing, he had correctly deduced that she had gone to the cabin. It was a relief, much better than if she’d gone somewhere where she might take revenge by fucking and sucking with some lucky guy, but he was still worried. The maid, tasty as her cunt was, was only a passing fancy and he didn’t want his dear wife to leave him because of his indiscretion. If only Valerie had waited, he felt sure he could have reasoned with her. And the maid was only too willing to absolve her sins by sucking Valerie’s pussy — or letting Valerie go down on her, as the case might be.

Now, worried, John couldn’t bear to wait around, so he decided to hurry out to the cabin and throw himself on Valerie’s mercy. So it was that he drove to the small town nearest the cabin, discovered that Valerie and Linda had hired a pack animal, and he had set off on foot up the rough trail. He was confident that he could reason with Valerie and certainly hoped so — not least because, having eaten out the maid’s sweet pussy without getting his own rocks off, he was horny as hell.

Entering the cabin, he found signs that his wife had been there, but neither she nor his daughter was around. He pondered the situation, wondering where they might be — and then he heard the braying and the snorting of the donkey out in the shed. Naturally, he went to investigate.

John came upon a startling scene.

For some minutes, the bemused fellow just stood in the doorway, his eyes glued to the sight, feeling as if his eyeballs were being dragged right out of their sockets — and his cock was threatening to fly right off his crotch, too, like a meaty heat-seeking missile.

Was he angry? Hurt? Shocked? The man couldn’t tell — because he was so horny that he could feel no other emotion. He felt dizzy and light-headed. So much blood had rushed into his hard-on that his brain starved for oxygen. The scene burned into his mind in all the juicy details. There was his beloved wife, her voluptuous body bridged under a donkey — with that donkey’s gigantic cock pounding in and out of her gaping fuck-hole. That, in itself, was startling.

However, kneeling over his wife was his nubile teenage daughter, firmly mounted in the position of inverted love. He saw Valerie’s tongue flash up Linda’s pussy and, tilting his head to one side, saw the girl’s mouth working voraciously on donkey prick and pussy. Being a devout cunt-lapper, himself, John well understood the attraction involved — but was naturally amazed by the relationship. His eyes drank it in, and his mind floated in the lewd image. Bestiality and incestuous lesbianism confronted in one cluster!

Then the tormented man grinned. He stepped closer. Preoccupied, neither his wife nor daughter was aware of his appearance nor, although the donkey saw him, the dumb brute didn’t give a damn. Closer still, he moved. There was a rushing of blood in his ears and, through that sound, he heard the donkey’s cock hiss up his wife’s cunt, and he heard the moist slurping sounds as they slobbered into each other’s cunts. One thing was crystal clear in John’s mind. No matter what he did, he was not going to corrupt them any further than they were already corrupted.

Having a wife and daughter who fucked and sucked with animals — and with each other — gave a man a lot of liberty.

John opened his fly and hauled his cock and balls out as he slowly advanced. He was quivering violently on the end of his rock-hard prick. He stood behind his daughter. His stiff cock loomed out over her jerking ass like a torch.

As John had watched his little girl grow and mature he had often harbored fantasies of sex play with the girl.

He hadn’t seen her naked since she was six years old, but every time he saw Linda in a bikini or running down the hallway in a short slip, Valerie wound up getting an especially energetic fuck. Valerie always appreciated the lusty fuck sessions but never understood what brought them on.

Now, his heart pounded with wild excitement as he knelt down, his knees on either side of his wife’s upturned head. His prick brushed his daughter’s ass and her smooth flesh flushed from the heat of that fiery cockmeat. John grasped her by her squirming hips.

Linda, surprised, raised her head out of her mother’s crotch, her face all smeared with cunt juice.

“Daddy!” she squeaked.

Valerie opened her eyes as she discovered her husband’s bloated balls swinging just above her radiant face. She started to cry out in alarm, but only a wordless sound bubbled up Linda’s fuck-hole.

Then John slid his cockhead down into his daughter’s cunt gash, paused for a second, wondering what he would find, and leaned into her.

To his disappointment, she wasn’t cherry, but she was definitely not very experienced either. It took a substantial effort to urge his huge boner into her tight little cunny.

He began fucking her wildly. His huge cock was sliding through his wife’s lips as it fucked in and out of his daughter’s cunt, and Valerie began to suck them both at once, slurping the nubile girl’s cunt juice off John’s prick. Her own pussy was already creaming on the donkey’s cock, and Valerie was in no mood to worry about the consequences.

Neither was Linda. As she felt her cunt hole fill up with her daddy’s cock, she wailed and dropped her lovely face back into her mother’s donkey-stuffed cunt, gobbling merrily away, crazed by pleasure at both ends.

The donkey, blissfully unaware of anything except the physical joy of it, fucked happily away. As Valerie’s cunt hole filled with her cum cream, the brute’s huge cock slid in and out faster, on the added lubrication. His balls swelled, swinging and slapping against Linda’s chin. Her blonde head bobbed up and down as her daddy heaved her heart-shaped ass upward on his frantic cock-thrusts.

Snorting, the animal fucked into Valerie and his balls exploded. Donkey cum hosed her, and she cried out and creamed again. His prick stuffed her pussy, and thick cum and cunt juice gushed out, and Linda gulped the stuff up ravenously as her own juices flowed on her father’s fucking prick. John felt his daughter’s cunt melt. He hauled her back by the hipbones and fucked his cock into the very hilt as his steaming jism spilled into her pussy in a torrent.

The donkey shot cum into Valerie and John poured his spunk into Linda, as frantic and as savage as the animal as he drained his balls in spurt after spurt. The donkey grunted like a man; the man brayed like a donkey. In rhythm together, they emptied their cum-loads as both women dissolved in volcanic orgasms, their cum cream flowing like molten lava.

They all finished together, the last spasms shaking them violently and the shudders running through their linked bodies like an electric current.

The animal tossed his head and stepped back. His spent prick came out of Valerie the way it had gone in, inch by inch. His cock-knob pulled out with a slurp. Her vacated cunt hole overflowed with cum cream, and Linda clamped her open mouth over the slot and sucked it out hungrily, letting the donkey’s jism serve a dual purpose — filling her belly after it had already filled her mother’s fuck-hole.

John drew his cock out from his daughter’s pussy. Linda squatted on Valerie’s face, and Valerie voraciously sucked the slime from her creamy bowl, feasting on her daughter’s cunt as her own cunt fed the girl.

They remained locked together in the sixty-nine position for a while, panting, both ashamed to look up and confront John — like ostriches with their heads buried in a swamp. But when they finally did look up, John was smiling happily.

“You don’t mind, darling?” Valerie asked.

“It serves me right — for sucking off the maid,” he said.

Pleased that her husband was so reasonable, Valerie took his prick into her mouth and began to suck him back up to a new hard-on. Her mouth was magic. His cock began to swell instantly.

Linda was licking the head of the donkey’s cock and the beast, too, was beginning to get a hard-on. They were almost ready to fuck again.

Valerie drew her lips off John’s cock.

“I’ve hired the donkey for the week, darling,” she whispered. “We might as well all stay here, okay?”

“Sure,” he said, gently pushing her head back down to his cock. “But if we’re gonna be here for a whole week, we’d better send for the maid,” he grinned. “After all, someone has to serve lunch.”

And Valerie, sucking hungrily at his cock, heartily agreed…

The End.

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