David Crane: Mom_s donkey urge

Linda, that insatiable nymphet, continued to churn between them, fucking her cunt on Old Blue's prick and slamming her mouth onto Buck's cum-spewing prick. The hounds stopped moving and clung to her, panting over her ass and shoulders. Linda twitched and jerked between them as she worked off the last spasms of her coming on their spent cocks, milked off the last flow of her melting pussy.

Her cunt muscles rippled, dragging a last slimy drop out of Old Blue's cockhead as that hunk of cockmeat began to soften and shrink in her fuck-hole.

She collared Buck's cock-knob in her lips, turning her head from side to side as she nursed on it, coaxing a few more precious nuggets of dog cum out onto her tongue. She moaned happily as the last tingle sparked in her clit and her tongue gave a final ripple. Then she stopped moving and knelt, panting, between the dogs. They were still stuck up her cunt and down her mouth and the girl was wondering if those sweet cocks might get hard again, and cum again, without ever being plucked out of her. It was a lovely idea and she gave her pussy muscles a tentative pull and nibbled gently on Buck's cockmeat, hoping for signs of renewed vigor.

Then a shadow fell over her.

Linda jerked in surprise and looked up. Buck's cock was still in her lips and as she tilted her head up, she hauled that meaty mouthful with her.

My God, she thought in horror.

Linda thought that her mother had caught her with the hounds. But then she saw that it wasn't her mother who was standing over her, and she gasped with relief.

It was Dick Warden, that handsome woodsman, grinning down at her. It was obvious that he didn't mind her sucking and fucking with his dogs because of the way he was grinning – and because he had a gigantic hard-on jutting from his fly!

Although Linda was certainly relieved to find that it was not her mother who had found her stuck full of doggie cock, it was quite likely that Valerie might not have objected, either…

Valerie, at the moment, was dealing with a donkey prick as hard as stone.

The donkey had turned sideways and Valerie was admiring his gigantic prick in profile, her blonde head tilting from side to side as she slid her gaze up his cockshaft. It was no wonder that a donkey was a sturdy pack animal, she thought. Lugging a cock and balls like that around all the time must really keep the beast in shape.

Now it was time to release the brute from his burden – to empty that phallic pack. She shuffled closer, on her knees. The donkey brayed and his cock muscles twitched, jerking his long fucker up and down. The glossy black cock-knob smacked against his chest as it jolted up. That huge slab of dark prickmeat was smeared with spunk. As it whacked his chest, slime sprayed off and Valerie moaned and licked her lips.

She reached out, palms upwards, and ran her open hand up the frantic animal's cockshaft, stroking him from his balls to his flaring knob. The thick ventral vein pulsed in her hand. She fingered the underside of his cockhead. More scum oozed from the cleft and dribbled down the big wedge, trickling onto her hand.

She drew her slippery hand back, held it to her mouth and dipped her tongue into the slime. Her eyes narrowed, long lashes fluttering. She pressed her parted lips onto her hand and slurped the donkey jism into her mouth. The stuff was so thick and gooey that it was like having a raw oyster in her mouth. Then the stuff liquefied on her hot tongue, and she drank it down with a whimper.

The beast arched his head around, eyeing her. His haunches heaved and his cock loomed out, spilling more spunk from the parted pisshole as he humped at the air.

Even delivered by hand, the cum was scrumptious, and Valerie began to moan hungrily, her cock-sucker's appetite whetted.

She leaned in and began to tongue the head of his prick. Her pink lapper slid fluidly over the black slab, slurping up his quicksilvery slime from the dark cockmeat. The beast trembled and quivered, not knowing what was happening – for the human inclination towards oral sex was mystery to the dumb brute – but knowing that it felt wonderful.

He began humping again, sliding his cockhead along her lips as she licked at it. Valerie began to lap back along his leathery cockstalk, her hot tongue sweeping and curling as she licked his prick with great concentration. She flattened her tongue and slid it along the pulsing ventral vein. She worked back to the root of his prick and spent a few moments tonguing at his swollen balls.

His unattended cock jumped wildly. Valerie was afraid that the beast might blow his wad too soon. The cum-hungry woman wanted her mouth in place when the slimy geyser spurted out. She licked back up his cockstalk. Her lips pursed against it and her blonde head pulled up as she played his phallic flute. Her mouth was tingling with the gamy taste of donkey cock and the succulent flavor of his pre-cum as she dragged her lips back up towards the bulking head of his colossal cock.

She flattened her tongue and lips against the underside of the flaring prick-knob, caressing his at the sensitive spot where the vein spread out from his cockstalk into a delta under the huge, throbbing slab. Then she worked on up to the tip of his mighty cock, kissing and licking and slipping her tongue up into his soaking pisshole.

She began to open her mouth around his cockhead.

The woman was dimly aware of a baying and howling from the forest, the sounds of a pack of hunting dogs closing in on their quarry, but it never dawned on her just what that juicy quarry might be, nor that the hounds might be stabbing with their pricks instead of ripping with their jaws – as her own jaw dropped open wider and wider.

For a terrible moment, Valerie was afraid that the donkey's cock was too big to fit in her mouth. She whimpered in frustration. She thought that she might have to just hold her mouth open around his pisshole and jerk the brute off by hand, which would be nice – but not as nice as having the pounding hunk of donkey prick right in her maw when he creamed.

But then her lips spread wider around his slick cockhead and her jaw dropped down almost onto her tits and, with a slurp, the beast's cock-knob vanished into her head.

The donkey seemed to explode, his whole sturdy body leaping with excited joy as, for the first time, he discovered the delights of a woman's mouth. His cockhead ballooned, filling her maw with cockmeat.

Valerie sucked voraciously. That mouthful was so huge that she felt as if her skull must be distorted around it, her head expanding. Both of her soft cheeks were stuffed full of cockmeat and bulging out wide. Her jaw was levered down and her lips were turned almost inside out, stretched over the cock-knob and collaring him just behind the ledge. The dribbling tip of his cockhead was pressing into her throat, but it was too fat to slide down her gullet and stuck fast at the entrance, spilling spunk down into her belly. There was no room left in her mouth for her tongue. That nimble pink lapper was jammed against the underside of his prick-knob.

Her breath came hard, whistling in around his cockhead as she inhaled. She gasped and gagged – but kept on sucking his prick, adoring the musky flavor of his cockmeat and longing for his cum-load.

She tried to bob her head up and down in the classic blow-job movement, but wasn't able to slide her lips further down his thick cockshaft. His cockhead, by itself, had filled her mouth to the brim.

She slid her open hands down his cockrod, holding the fat tube cupped between them. Reaching his balls, she began to caress and fondle them, tugging them up and down gently, as if she were milking a cow – but seeking a far creamier load than had ever come out of an udder.

As she played with his bloated balls, she sucked steadily on his prick-knob, using her tongue and lips and cheeks in unison as her magic maw worked towards the conclusion – savoring the meat course and eager for the dessert.