David Crane - It_s donkey time!

The donkey knew what he was there for. It was obviously a labor of love because the brawny brute was already getting a hard-on when the sexy young girl led him into the barn.

The audience waited eagerly for the show, most of them starting to get erections, too.

But not all of them.

One was a woman. But the rest of the audience didn't know that – yet. She was wearing a raincoat that managed to conceal her curvaceous, nubile body and her long, blonde hair was tucked up under a fedora hat, with the brim pulled low over her brow, shadowing her feminine features. She had a wide, sexy mouth and big blue eyes. Her lips trembled slightly, now, and her blue eyes were glowing.

Her name was Belinda and she was looking forward to the donkey show as avidly as any of the male observers grouped in a circle around the stage.

"Oooooh!" she squealed, softly, when she got a look at the donkey's impressive, semi-stiff cock.

Her companion shot her a warning glance, afraid that she might reveal her gender. His name was Tom and he had brought Belinda to the donkey show at her insistence but, not at all sure if a woman spectator would be welcome, he had made her come disguised as a man.

"What a lovely prick!" she whispered.

"Shhhh!" he cautioned, glancing around in embarrassment.

But no one was paying them any attention. All eyes were glued on the donkey and the sexy young lady who was leading him onto the stage.

The audience was an assemblage that defied classification. Some men were wearing soiled, working clothes, but others wore well-cut business suits. For every baseball cap or cowboy hat, there was a porkpie or a homburg. This group of men had only one thing in common.

They all liked to watch donkeys fuck girls.

They didn't have long to wait.

The young attendant stepped up onto the stage and the donkey obediently followed, his grey muzzle thrust out toward her ass, following that trim little ass more willingly than he ever had a carrot on a stick.

His soft nostrils twitched and fluttered as he inhaled her heated sexual fragrance, but the dumb brute knew from past experience that this girl was not to be the object of his loving attentions. Not yet. She was only an apprentice donkey-fucker, working as a teaser and an attendant whose duty was to get the beast excited, before the star of the show made her entrance. The girl's name was Juanita, and she was working hard to learn her trade, looking forward to the day when she would be the star attraction. But she wasn't ready for donkey-cock yet.

Juanita faced the audience, smiling, and let her robe fall from her shoulders. Naked, she revolved, displaying her youthful charms. She had a trim, lithe body with plump tits and a tight little ass, and a few of the spectators began to rub their cocks as they admired her. But no one started to jack off yet. They were all waiting for the main event before they beat their cocks.

Belinda squirmed excitedly and reached out to take Tom's hand. But he jerked his hand away quickly, in horror that someone might see them and assume, naturally, that they were a pair of fags.

Belinda giggled at his discomfort. She didn't give a shit what anyone thought, as long as she got her kicks. She figured that Tom was kind of a prude – although he did have a nice big prick.

"That girl is real sexy, huh?" she said.

Tom shot her a disapproving glance, and Belinda gave him an impish look and ran the tip of her pink tongue suggestively across her lips.

"Jeez!" Tom croaked, shaking his head. "Is there anything that doesn't turn you on, Belinda?"

"Not much," she replied.

Juanita had turned full circle, letting everyone admire her from all sides. Now she turned toward the donkey and rose up onto her tiptoes. She placed her hands on his head and her slim thighs parted. The brute stuck his snout into her crotch and sniffed. Then his long, red tongue slid out and lapped at her wet cunt.

Belinda squirmed in vicarious excitement, all soft and feminine under that raincoat, but no one was looking at her, Tom was happy to see. Tom, despite himself, was getting pretty interested in the proceedings on the stage, too. Juanita was riding slowly up and down, rubbing her cunt against the burro's muzzle. Her lithe hips shot out from side to side and she tilted her groin higher.

They could see the animal's heavy red tongue slip into her open cunt-slot, gliding through her cunt-lips and into her inner cunt-folds. His nostrils flared and he slobbered into Juanita's fuck-slot. His saliva lathered her crotch, mixing with the creamy seepage from her pussy. Cunt-juice pooled onto the beast's questing tongue and dripped from the upcurled edges as he slurped.

"Ummmm," Juanita purred, playing to the audience but obviously enjoying it as well.

"Lucky girl," Belinda sighed.

Tom rolled his eyes. What could a guy do with a girl like Belinda? he wondered.

Moist sounds drifted out of Juanita's groin as the burro plied her with his tongue. His tongue slurped and her cunt squished juicily. Cunt-juice sprayed up and lathered her dark cunt-bush. Ribbons of the pearly nectar ran down the insides of her thighs. The donkey ducked his head down to lap up this overflow, then wedged his snout into her groin again.

Gripping him by his long ears, Juanita ground her cunt against his muzzle, her ass churning. The brute was responding to her pussy. His flanks heaved, panting, and his prick was swelling steadily.

Belinda bit her lip in suspense, watching the animal's cock swell to gigantic proportions. His hairy cock-sheath drew slowly back, unrolling from his cock-head. His naked slab of cock-meat came squeezing out. His cock-knob was dark gray, and a few flecks of pre-cum were oozing from his piss-hole, streaking his dark cock. His balls looked big, swollen so huge that the beast was standing bowlegged around them. Belinda had one hand dipped inside her raincoat. Tom could see the coat moving and realized that she was playing with her pussy. But he couldn't really blame her. His cock was starting to thunder, too.

Juanita, jerking her cunt in the burro's face, tilted sideways and looked under the beast. She saw that his prick was almost fully erect now, and knew that it was time to add the finishing touches – literally.

The girl was truly enjoying his tongue and was reluctant to stop that juicy action but Maria, the star of the show – whom Juanita both admired and envied and hoped, in due course, to replace – would be waiting to come on.

She worked her lathered cunt around on the animal's cream-streaked muzzle for another moment, then pulled her pussy away with a slurp. The donkey's tongue shot out for a last parting lap but, well aware of what the next part of the show would be, made no attempt to chase after Juanita's cunt.

Juanita turned and tilted her crotch up, letting the fascinated spectators see how her open cunt was all drenched with donkey drool. She ran one hand up the inside of her thigh and then stroked her cunt, massaging the slobber into her pink cunt-folds and pulling on the stiff, pulsating bud of her clit.

She brought her hand up to her lips and licked at her creamy fingers.

Several men groaned.

The rasp of a few zippers could be heard, as flies were opened and pricks produced.

Belinda glanced around, interested. But those were mere men's pricks and she looked back at the donkey, cupping her pussy under the raincoat. Belinda was really excited by this time; her cunt was glowing between her shapely thighs. It was too bad that she had come with Tom, she thought. It would be fun to strip off naked and finger-fuck herself right there in the barn, with all those horny men pumping their pricks around her. But she knew that prudish Tom would not approve.