It’s Donkey Time!

CHAPTER ONE

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.

Juanita moved up beside the burro's heaving flank and sank gracefully onto her knees. The animal turned his head, watching her with interest. He nickered and a spray of pussy-juice sloshed from his lips. His eyes were wide and white in anticipation and his lips were drawn back. The thick veins stood out, pounding, in his arched neck. He pawed at the floor and snorted softly. The beast was being transformed into a fucking machine!

Juanita looked around, smiling, playing to the audience. Then she reached under the beast's belly as he stood straddle-legged. Palm upright, she cupped his bloated balls, lifting slightly, as if she were judging the weight of the jism they contained, or gauging how much she could caress him before he was ready to blow his wad. That was a necessity. The audience hadn't come there to see a girl give a donkey a hand-job, and Juanita had to be careful to avoid premature ejaculation. It was all part of learning her trade.

She shifted about so as not to block anyone's view as she began to caress the burro's balls with both hands. She tugged his full ball-sacs up and down gently, as if she were milking a cow – but she knew that the load in those large balls was a lot thicker and creamier than had ever been pulled from an udder – and a lot tastier, too, she had to admit.

Squatting on her heels, the girl began to run her open hands up and down the donkey's cock, tracing along the thick ventral vein. Then she shifted up and took his cock-shaft in both hands, barely about to span the great girth in her double grip. She frigged up and down.

As she pumped back toward his balls, skinning him, the donkey brayed and humped, shoving his cock through her caressing hands. His fat cock-crown flared out, naked and throbbing, from his taut gray cock-sheath, his piss-hole gaping open and oozing with fuck-juice.

Juanita tickled the brute teasingly on the underside of his bulging cock-knob, causing the horny animal to snort and toss his head about.

Then she pulled toward his cock-head. His bristly foreskin came curling up over his cock-knob like a hairy carpet, covering half of that naked wedge. Half hidden in his cock-sheath, with his piss-hole opening and closing like some spasmodic mouth, the tip of the burro's prick looked like some dangerous, drooling reptile lurking in the entrance to a tunnel. Slobber-like pre-cum dribbled out. His cock-head flared and pulsed.

Juanita pushed back, skinning all of his fat, triangular cock-slab again. Holding his cock-sheath drawn back, she tilted her pretty, radiant face over in front of the end of his cock, staring at his swollen cock-knob. His fat cock-slab fucked in and out as if it were inhaling. Her head tilted from side to side, sinuously. Her dark eyes crossed as she turned her bifocal vision inwards upon his cock. She licked her lips.

The audience groaned in anticipation.

"Lick his cock!" someone called, encouragingly.

"Yeah! Tongue the fucker!" another intrigued gentleman shouted, firmly gripping his prick, all set to start frigging when the action heated up.

Juanita hesitated. In fact, the naughty apprentice loved to lick donkey-cock, but she had to be careful, judging the brute's readiness to cum. Once she had tongued the burro and he had spilled his fuck-juice into her face, which had enraged Maria, the star of the show, who hated to share the spunky spotlight with her assistant.

Now she guessed that she could risk a lick or two. She glanced at the audience, grinning lewdly. Then her pink tongue pushed out and tapped against the slimy tip of the donkey's massive cock-head.

Flattening her nimble tongue, she laved at his cock-knob and slurped at his flowing piss-hole.

"Ummm!" she purred.

Her pink tongue fluttered about, flashing and flicking, donkey-jism running onto her taste-buds. Her lips parted, kissing the tip of his cock-knob. Her tongue slithered right up into the animal's drooling piss-hole as she French-kissed the burro's cock-head lovingly, holding it skinned against her mouth.

Belinda was leaning forward, eyes glowing fiercely, as she observed this depravity.

Her hands moved under her raincoat.

Tom knew that the girl was coming. He hoped that, if anyone noticed, they would assume that there was a spurting prick under that concealing coat.

"Ohhh," she moaned, staggering and shaking.

She had to lean against Tom for support. His instinct was to draw away, lest he be mistaken for a fag. But he knew that Belinda might collapse without his support and that, falling, her raincoat might open and reveal those nubile, female loins. He held her around the waist as she panted through the spasms of her orgasm.

No one else noticed.

Except the donkey.

The dumb brute was puzzled and intrigued. His neck had been arched around as he sniffed at Juanita's hot cunt, but now he threw his head up, nostrils flaring, his senses assailed by the distinct fragrance of a second steaming cunt. This had never happened before and the beast was confused – and excited.

He tossed his head and rolled his eyes, seeking the fount whence that fragrance flowed. His ears shot up and his soft nostrils fluttered.

Belinda slipped her fingers into her cunt-slot, rubbing across her clit, creaming again. Pussy juice was running heavily down the insides of her thighs. Her eyes glazed – but still remained fixed on the donkey's cock.

Juanita was tonguing happily away on the head of the beast's prick, blissfully unaware that a second inspirational aroma was igniting his brutal lust. The girl was well trained and knew that, under normal circumstances, she could lap his cock-knob a bit longer before there was any danger of bringing him to the creamy crest.

But the donkey's desire was ignited by the stream of scented girl-cum that washed over his snout.

He snorted and his flanks heaved. He humped his haunches, fucking his cock into Juanita's face. The girl opened her mouth wide around his slippery cock-tip.

Suddenly her mouth was full of donkey-jism. The brute's balls blew and his thick cum came rushing up his throbbing cock-stalk and hosed Juanita's mouth and throat with a slimy spray.

Juanita gasped and gulped.

She had misjudged the beast's readiness, endangering her position! But it was too late to stop now. The burro had begun to spill his cumload and she knew he wouldn't stop until his balls were empty and, anyhow, the stuff was too delicious to stop swallowing.

Maria had not entered the barn yet. The only thing that Juanita could hope was that she could conceal the fact that the burro had creamed – by drinking all the creamy evidence – and that the horny brute would still be able to perform for the star of the show.

She parted her lips as wide as she could around the head of the animal's cock, sucking and swallowing frantically. His fuck-juice was coming out in a steady stream, a slimy rope of cum uncoiling from his balls and into her belly. His cum washed over her curled tongue, filling her mouth.

She swallowed as fast as she could, making room for more – and the potent brute poured more into her mouth. His prick jolted heavily and his cum gushed out. Cum swirled in her cheeks and her tongue was floating in a deluge.

Juanita sucked and swallowed, swallowed and sucked, transported to cum-drinker's heaven, no longer even concerned about losing her job.

She was gulping hungrily, her delicate throat pulsing as she swallowed, but the brute's bestial cum-load was too much for her to drink it all. Cum overflowed her lips and spilled down her chin, splashing onto her heaving tits. The burro humped, fucking into her face and tilting her head back as he fed her another spurt.

At length he began to flag.

Juanita was still holding his cock between her hands and now, to empty him to the dregs, she frigged up and down, jerking him off into her flooded mouth, pumping out the last of his cum-juice.

She leaned back, gazing at his cock-head as she let the last of his cum dribble down her throat. His cock-knob was still throbbing and, between her hands, his thick cock was still hard and vibrant.

Thank God, she thought.

The hairy brute was still horny.

And so was Belinda…