Richard Long - Beasts are better

It was late when Doreen left but for once Eileen found herself ready to go to sleep as soon as she slid her naked body between the sheets of her lonely bed. It was the effect of being fucked so well by Jackson, she told herself; the donkey's incomparable prick had relieved her of all her tensions and relaxed her in a way that she had not known for quite some time. She did not even feel a compulsion to masturbate, an act which she often performed while waiting for sleep to overcome her; she had washed her cunt thoroughly when she bathed but her fingers had not sparked a single flash of sexual feeling.

The situation was quite different the following morning. Eileen woke up in the morning feeling much hornier than she could remember feeling in quite some time. Since, in fact, the morning after she had spent that exciting session with her son. This reaction surprised her for a moment but then she remembered back to the days when Jack, Sr. had been alive: Eileen had found that an especially invigorating fuck with her husband invariably resulted in her wanting more of his beautiful prick the next morning. The better he had fucked her the night before, the more she wanted him before breakfast, she had found, and now she was experiencing exactly the same reaction after Jackson's cock had dealt out such fantastic pleasure to her deprived senses.

Doreen had evidently awakened in a similar mood, as Eileen quickly saw when they met that morning. They looked at each other, recognized the desire that gnawed at both their cunts, and nodded. Eileen considered the prospects for a moment and found them to her liking. Hank had left early for the north range, where he expected to spend the rest of the day finishing his repairs of the fence in that area, and the two couples were still out on their overnight camping trip. Since they were not due to return until late afternoon, she and Doreen again had the ranch to themselves.

They agreed that they were going to have themselves another helping of Jackson's big cock, but Doreen came up with a startling innovation. She suggested that they take the donkey up to Ace's corral and there attempt to lure the stallion into the same performance they had coaxed from Jackson! Eileen felt her clitoris give a sudden, warning throb when she visualized Ace's enormous prick. She suspected the stallion's tool was larger in diameter than the donkey's and said so. Doreen assured her that they would be able to take even that massive rod without danger to themselves. Eileen allowed her caution to be overwhelmed by the lusty fervor she felt clawing at her cunt and agreed.

She gathered several items together, stowed them in the back of the pickup and saddled her gelding. Doreen was to drive the pickup to Ace's corral while Eileen rode the gelding and Jackson followed on a rope. She made the ride with some difficulty, since she was already growing excited and the saddle rubbed against her warming slit as she jogged along. By the time she tethered the gelding outside Ace's corral her panties were already thoroughly drenched with her cunt's overflowing juices and she was supremely sensitive with sexual feeling. Doreen stood beside the corral and looked hungrily at the big sorrel.

First they removed all their clothing. They agreed that they derived a wonderful sense of freedom from cavorting in the bright sunshine without any clothing; the warm air blew over their smooth bodies and the sight of each other's nakedness aroused them further. Eileen caught Ace and fastened a stout rope through the ring in his halter, snubbing his head against one of the cross ties they had used for posts in the small corral. She then hobbled both his front and back feet, explaining that he might become overly active when he became fully turned on, and that the hobbles would prevent him from kicking them. Keeping his head snubbed down, she added, would remove the danger of his biting them. Doreen nodded her appreciation of the foresight and asked what she could do to help assist.

Eileen told her to tie Jackson's head down to the same post, which she did. Eileen then brought out the big jar of Vaseline she had put in the pickup. They set to work on the animals, greasing their pricks with the clear grease and beginning the work of exciting the beasts until they were properly aroused and able to fulfill the function planned for them. Eileen selected Ace; the thought of rubbing her hand along the stallion's massive prick had preyed on her mind as she rode to the corral and she leaped at the chance offered her.

Ace had a cock even larger than Jackson's formidable tool and while she was not sure that she wanted to get his prick planted in her cunt she definitely wanted to bring him to an erection. The tool was shaped almost exactly like the donkey's prick. The head was merely a flat rim, slit by a deep gash – but at least eighteen inches of the sullen black thing dangled from the sheath between his legs. His balls, each the size of a very large grapefruit, were encased in a velvety bag which dangled just behind the sheath. She lubricated every portion of the prick which she could reach and then began fistfucking the animal.

Ace quietly endured her touch for a few moments and displayed no sign of being affected. She twisted her hand about his prick, working it up and down in a corkscrewlike motion, and gripped him harder. The feel of the animal's mighty prick served to bring her pussy to an even higher pitch of lusty arousal and she could feel the warm, cunty oils running down the tops of her thighs, trickling between the cheeks of her ass as she manipulated him. Nothing she could do, however, served to bring any life to his prick.

"He's impotent!" Doreen giggled, watching her work. "He can't get it up!"

Eileen asked her to let him have a sniff of her pussy, which the woman was only too glad to do; Doreen slipped her hand between her thighs, stuck her fingers in her pussy and offered them to the stallion. Ace sniffed at the cunt-smeared fingers with disdain and ignored them. Eileen felt a sense of raging frustration burning through her loins as she struggled to get the stallion aroused but his cock remained as limp as ever.

Doreen had had no difficulties with Jackson. Donkeys are an intelligent species and the lusty burro remembered the exciting sensations which had come his way the day before, when he had sunk his brutally shaped cock into both the hot cunts which had been offered him. His thick prick came up to the horizontal almost as soon as Doreen had touched him and it now resembled the same awesome fucking machine which she had guided into the lips of her pussy the day before. After she had moistened her fingers in her pussy several times and offered them to Ace, never getting the slightest reaction from him, she suggested that they use Jackson for a teaser, just as though she and Eileen were mares whom Ace was being hired to service.

Eileen agreed with the project. Since they had no bench, she pointed out, they would have to allow themselves to be fucked dog fashion. Doreen didn't object but said she loved being screwed from the rear, and she immediately knelt down under Jackson. Eileen guided the donkey's stiff cock between the cheeks of her ass, aimed it between the lips of her pussy and planted the frighteningly thick rod squarely in her friend's cuntmouth. Doreen gave a low, throaty groan when she felt the animal's prick digging into that taut, ultra-sensitive opening and immediately lunged back against it. The tool bored into her cunt, bringing a howl to her lips, and a frantic twist of savage joy to her hips.

Ace at once looked around to investigate the source of this unusual sound. His eyes seemed to bulge almost from their sockets when he saw the naked body of a woman crouched beneath Jackson. The old stimulus worked, however strange the mode of its application, and his cock at once began to assume a more fearsome aspect. Eileen saw the rod stiffening, swelling out until it became a huge pole and a shiver of hot, lusty arousal came over her body. She cried out to Doreen to move quickly, so that she could guide the stallion's cock into her cunt, but her friend would not move. Already pierced to the core by the donkey's generously proportioned prick, she was not about to relinquish it, not even for one larger. She told Eileen that she could have the stallion if she wanted him but as for herself, she was going to be fucked by a donkey once more.