J. Russell - Mother_s ass

Danny acted as if he'd momentarily forgotten the donkey. He squatted at her head, reaching around her with both hands to fondle her jugs. "I like the way your tits hang when you're like this, Mom." He chuckled suddenly. "I think I'll milk you!" He repositioned his fingers and began to milk, using the technique he'd briefly practiced at a goat farm his class had visited.

Helen cried out in a burst of excitement. The strange, rolling pressure made her boobs feel as if they were swelling, and her nipples stretched to generate a wild kind of sensation throughout her body. She felt a rush of heat into the dangling tips of her boobs, precisely as if there were milk rushing to be squirted out.

"Danny! My God, Danny baby! You're making an animal out of me!" Her snatch throbbed and fingers of fiery excitement raced over her. "Oh, Son!"

He continued to milk her jugs, until she was thrashing violently on the saddle, the ropes biting viciously into her wrists and ankles. She knew nothing had ever produced even a similar sensation in her tits. "Ohhhh! Danny, you could make me come doing that!"

"Yeah? You really mean that? Hey, I'm going to sometime. Know what? I haven't seen you come yet!"

"No," she gasped, sensing she was nearer an orgasm than at any previous time during the day.

"Mom, a woman can come one time right after another, can't she?"

"Well…" she hesitated. "Sometimes."

"Bitchin'! How many times?"

"I don't know." The sensation in her tits had spread until her entire body felt as if it were being milked. She threw her head up and clenched her teeth, feeling a great churning in her belly. Her head roared and spots danced before her eyes. She would come now if she weren't careful. She dropped her head and tilted it to watch her son's hands. The sight of the strong, dark fingers rolling the flesh of her knockers and crushing her quivering nipples sent a powerful mental stimulus through her. She strained her butt-cheeks apart, then clamped them. A fierce contraction snapped her cunt mouth and raced inward along her barrel, with another and another behind it. She went rigid, forcing her limbs straight and arching her back. Her mouth opened wide, a deep, undulating groan pouring out. Tremors shook her and she knew only that she was lost in a sea of exquisite pleasure.

"Aghhhh! Nnnng! Danny, Danny, Danny!"

"Mom! MOM! You are! You're coming! Jesus, you're beautiful when you come, Mom!"

Her contractions ceased and she fell limp, hanging breathlessly. Her son stroked her aching tits and ran his hands onto her belly. She felt something at her twat.

"Danny?" She struggled for air. "Danny, what's that at my crotch?"

"At your pussy, Mom? Hey! That's Smokey! He really digs the smell of pussy juice!" Dan sprang to his feet and leaned over her.

She felt the donkey's wet nose rooting among her inflamed cunt tissues and then something hot and rough stroking them.

"Mom! He's licking you! He acts like he's eating all that stuff!"

She shuddered and moaned, her diminishing passion bounding into full bloom again. Her hips rocked and she saw her hair swishing in the dirt. The ass' broad tongue reached her cunt mouth and jabbed at it.

"Hey, Mom! Oh, Jesus! He's sticking his tongue down your cunt! Mom, he's going all the way in with it!"

The supple blade penetrated the length of her passage, snaking among the inner folds and scrubbing them. Her belly writhed and her ass leaped. She was in a frenzy, uncertain whether she was coming or not.

"Danny, baby! My God, he's eating me from the inside out!"

She felt the tongue leave her cunt as quickly as it had entered.

"Boy, is he hot!" exclaimed Danny. "Mom, you ought to see the way he's humping! Just like he already had that cock in something! Hey! He's going to try!"

"Oh, No! No, Son! Don't let him!" She jerked at the ropes frantically. "Oh, please!"

"Mom, that's what we're out here for. Mom, he is! He's going to fuck you!"

Her cunt puckered with her sudden fright. Looking under the wide, inverted vee of her legs she could see the agitated ass. His cock looked more formidable than before, and while she stared in fascination, she saw him rear on his hind legs and pranced towards her. She bit her lips and waited.

"I won't let him put his hooves on you, Mom." Danny panted audibly and she guessed he was forcing the donkey's forefeet apart.

In a moment, she knew she was right. She felt the hard feet against her sides, slipping towards her chest. And she felt a great, hard point touch her twat, perfectly centered.

"You guided his penis, Danny," she said accusingly.

"Sure! Wouldn't want it in your ass, would you?"

The point jabbed repeatedly, and she felt her cunt stretch impossibly to engulf it. A deep, joy-choked groan was wrenched from her as the giant cock sank home. It filled her belly and made her taste iron. Smokey scrambled with his forefeet and lodged them against projections on the saddle. She felt his cock pumping in her cunt like a monstrous piston, and her lust rocketed.

"He is, he is!" she yelled. "Danny! He's fucking me!"

"Oh, Jesus, Mom! He must be stretching you inside! He's got almost his whole dong in!"

She was able to see that his belly was within an inch of her pussy. And she could see his balls swing with the force of his lunges as he jerked his cock back and then drove it deeper into her twat in a terrifying succession of strokes. She was half-hypnotized by the contrast between her smoothly tapered, pale thighs and the ass' shaggy, grotesque legs. She held her breath while his black belly slammed closer and closer to her twat and suddenly she felt his impact in her outer flesh as well as in the depths of her belly. His hair was wire-stiff, and it stabbed a thousand pinholes in her butt. His cock stretched her hole so wide there was no room for further distention or for her over-taut rim to adapt and lose the sharp edge of the entering sensation. She jerked at her wrist ropes in time to the donkey's brutal rhythm, humping her body to meet his great thrusts. And she flung her head from side to side, biting at her shoulders in a frenzy of lust.

Agonizing contractions seized her twat, tightening it on Smokey's surging prick so hard she thought she'd rupture. "Honey!" she shouted. "Darling! I'm coming again!" She stiffened, absorbing the ass' blows without any possibility of defense. "I'm coming! Oh, God, am I coming! Eeeyaghhh!"

At the height of her orgasm, she knew her cunt walls were milking the tremendous cock. She felt the donkey rest his weight on her butt, his cock driven full length in her hole and quivering mightily. There was a great eruption of heat at the core of her belly and she saw her flesh balloon with the charge.

"He's coming! He's coming!" shouted Danny. "Mom! You ought to see him! Like he won the grand prize! Oh, Mom! Both of you!"

The donkey sagged on her and she collapsed, helpless to extricate herself or expel the prick that impaled her quivering snatch. She felt giddy and weak, but she was conscious of a perverse pride in the fact that she'd been able to take the donkey's cock. She was strangely self-satisfied, too, that she'd been able to accept him well enough to react and to reach a climax. That she'd been good enough to make him come was her crowning achievement.

"Oh, Mom! That was something I'll never forget! I wish I'd had the movie camera out here!"

"Danny Fredericson! Danny! You don't wish any such thing! You mention that camera again and you never will get to tie me up!"

"Ah, Mom!"

"I don't care! Just think what would happen if someone saw a movie of this!"

"Yeah, I guess so. Hey, Mom, Smokey's getting ready to get off."

"You help him. I don't want him kicking me."

There was an intense struggle. The donkey's cock hadn't shrunk sufficiently to come out without considerable tugging and his balance was poor. But with Danny's help Smokey was finally able to dismount Helen. She sighed deeply and let herself relax again.