It’s Donkey Time!

CHAPTER EIGHT

Belinda blinked, surprised by that frantic baying from just outside the room. Curious, she slid from the bed, laying a slippery track in the wake of her sliding ass, and walked over to the window.

She gasped at what she saw.

Five big dogs were bounding and leaping about, slobbering and squirming – and every one of the excited brutes had a huge hard-on swinging under his loins!

It was a sight that thrilled Belinda, who had been having fond thoughts concerning bestiality, to the very core of her creamy cunt-hole, firing her fertile imagination. She was as horny in her mind as she was in her cunt, enchanted by the very idea of fucking and sucking with animals.

She had no doubts or qualms whatsoever, that uninhibited young lady. But there was a slight problem. Where could she fuck the brutes? She knew that the dogs would make a lot of noise when they fucked her. If she brought that horny pack into the room, they would probably wake her brother up. Belinda didn't mind at all if Tom knew that she had been fucking dogs, but was afraid that he might interrupt the action and banish the brutes, prude that he was. How frustrating to have all that doggy-cock available, only to have her silly brother prevent the pleasure.

For the same reason, she couldn't very well take them on in the courtyard. She didn't give a shit if the other guests saw her in canine coupling, but she knew that dogs were not allowed at the hotel and feared that management might interfere.

She glanced at sleeping Tom, grinning wickedly. Then she put a gown on. She had decided to rent another room and sneak the dogs in for a canine fuck.

Behind a locked door, she could enjoy all the dog-cocks to her cunt's content, and, if the manager beat upon the door, she would just ignore his prudish protests.

When she went out into the courtyard, all the dogs came to attention. She walked down to the office and they came trotting at her heels, whining pitifully and sniffing at her swinging ass.

She entered the office, closing the door to keep the dogs out, and approached the desk – then blinked and giggled at what she had discovered.

The desk clerk was sound asleep – passed out, in fact – in a chair behind the desk. His pants were open and his prick, all drenched and slimy, lay exposed. His right hand was soaking, as well, and it was obvious that the horny young man had jerked himself into oblivion.

She wondered if he had been thinking about her as he pumped his prick. She hoped so. She gazed at him for a few moments, tempted to kneel down and suck his cock, just to see if she could milk him off without disturbing his slumber – to give him a wet dream, as it were.

But now, with the dogs so eagerly waiting, she figured she had better take advantage of the opportunity. If the desk clerk was still asleep later, maybe she would drain him in his dreams – but the dogs took precedence.

She bent down and tasted the desk clerk's prick, just for future reference, finding it wholesome. Then she quietly left the office and, with the pack whimpering behind her, looked for a vacant room.

She looked in several windows, seeking a unit that was obviously unoccupied. The dogs had fallen strangely silent as they flitted through the shadows at her heels. They were panting uncontrollably, but no longer bayed or howled. Like stalking wolves, they padded after Belinda.

The room adjacent to her own seemed vacant, the bed made and the towels clean and no sign of luggage. Feeling like a thief, Belinda tried the door. It opened and she entered, holding it back for the dogs.

The dogs hesitated, as if knowing they were not allowed in the premises, doggy instincts aroused as they gazed into the mysterious world of mankind. Belinda called softly, summoning the brutes. When they still hesitated, she opened her dressing gown and spread her thighs, releasing a deliciously perfumed flow.

A big, gray mongrel looking more like a bear than a dog advanced first. He came slinking through the doorway, moving stiff-legged around his looming cock. Encouraged by his initiative, the other four dogs entered the room one by one, spreading out and encircling Belinda.

She closed the door and regarded the pack, trembling at the prospect. When she had thought about fucking with animals, earlier, Belinda had assumed there would be only one beast and had wondered whether she should experience her first animal orgasm in her mouth or in her cunt. Now, with so much doggy-cock available, it was a moot point.

There was plenty of prick for all the varieties, enough to more than satisfy her mouth and her cunt, her hands – even her asshole, if she chose to get buggered. But now she had to decide which brute to take on first.

She dropped her dressing gown, letting it flutter to the floor. The gray brute thrust his jowls out, inhaling. He had been the boldest and, she figured, he deserved her attentions first. He obviously needed those attentions badly, as well, she saw, as she stared at his prick.

His cock-head was a huge slab of meat, pumping in and out from the end of his cock-stalk. His red cock-tip was frothy and a threat of pre-cum had slid down, a shimmering strand like the web of a spider spanning the gap between his piss-hole and the carpet. His enormously bloated balls held promise of plenty more where that came from.

Belinda sat on the edge of the bed. The dog slid up to her, haunches writhing. He thrust his muzzle into her juicy cunt, causing her to jump when his wet black nose tapped on her fiery clit.

She spread her cunt-lips open with both hands and the dog, needing no coaxing at all, began to slap his fat red tongue into her cunt-slot. Pussy-juice sprayed up into her blonde cunt-bush.

Belinda enjoyed his lapper for a few moments, then grasped him by the shaggy scruff of his brawny neck and dragged him up, so that his front paws were resting on the bed beside her hip. His cock thundered, aimed upward, dribbling more cum from the gaping cleft.

Leaning down, Belinda sniffed at his cock-head, moaning at the meaty pungency. She touched her nose right against his cock-knob, breathing in deeply, savoring the musky aroma of cock-meat and seepage.

Her head moved slightly, blonde hair tumbling, as she slid her nose over his slathered cock-slab. She held his balls, impressed by their size and weight, then moved her hand up to encircle his hairy cock-stalk. She frigged up and down an inch or so and his cock-head flared.

The dog yelped and humped desperately, shoving his prick through her fist.

Belinda was delighted by his frantic efforts to hump her human hand – but damned if she was going to let the horny brute spill his cum on a hand-job!

Her tongue came out, licking very lightly at his slimy cock-head, then she drew back for a moment relishing that first taste of doggy-jism. It was so delicious it made her eyes water.

Belinda had been looking forward to a mouthful of dog-cock anyhow, but now she realized that it was going to be even better than she had imagined, the succulence of his cock-meat and cum a taste treat and the act enhanced by the dog's bestial enthusiasm.

As the other dogs gathered around, sitting back on their haunches with their tongues hanging out and their pricks jutting up rampant and randy, Belinda began to slurp hungrily on the first animal's drooling cock-knob. Her tongue curled and fluttered as she laved all over his slick cock-meat.

The mongrel twisted his shaggy head down and licked at Belinda's cheek affectionately. She turned her face away from his prick for a moment and touched her tongue to his, then drew his meaty cock into her mouth and sucked on it, tasting the succulence of her own pussy-juice on the dog's tongue as she French-kissed the brute.

When she turned back to his cock, his cockknob seemed as big as a bunched fist in her face. She tongued it again, drooling and slobbering greedily.

"Oh, you nice doggy!" she whispered.

The brute woofed with enthusiasm.

The other dogs wagged their tails as they hunkered around, as exuberant as a pack of fox-hounds ready to be unleashed – but with a far more interesting quarry than any fox lurking there in the den between Belinda's shapely thighs.

Belinda ran the tip of her tongue into the dog's open piss-hole, tasting the jism inside his cock-knob. She moaned, more than ready for a hearty drink.

The brute pushed his cock-knob against her mouth, whimpering and whining, and the naughty blonde girl let her lips slowly part, feeding the head of the animal's cock into her face.

She suckled softly, her cheeks denting inward and her lips turning out around his thick, hairy cockshaft just behind that mouthful of naked cock-knob. Her tongue bathed his cock-head inside her mouth and she was salivating heavily down his cock. Her head bobbed up and down a little.

The doggy yelped and humped, fucking up into her radiant face, feeding his hairy cock-stalk into her lips as his cock-head slid over the moist pink bridge of her tongue and shoved into her cheek, then back into her throat.

Belinda gurgled with delight, loving everything about getting fucked in the mouth by a doggy. She cherished the taste and the texture of his hot cock and she adored the bestial enthusiasm with which he fucked it into her.

Cum began to spin from his cock-knob, streaking patterns on her lips. The flow was so thick that, for a moment, Belinda thought that the brute had shot his wad. But it kept dribbling out and she realized that it was still only preliminary fuck-juice and that his full cum-load still awaited her.

Belinda was yearning to have the dog shoot in her mouth and, with four other doggies waiting their turn, she saw no reason to linger over this first faceful nor to prolong the creamy culmination.

Pulling her lips up his cock, she collared him just behind his bulging cock-knob. She nursed and sucked on his flaring cock-slab hungrily. Her fist closed around the root of his cock-shaft and she began to frig him up and down, jerking the brute's big prick off into her mouth.

He humped, fucking through her fist, his cock-head flaring so wide and huge that the massive lump was pushing into both of her cheeks at the same time, packing her face.

The dog threw his head back, like a wolf baying at the moon.

Belinda gasped on his prick, feeling it balloon and knowing that his load was coming.

She frigged him faster, her fist skimming up and down on his cock-shaft, causing his cock-knob to swell to the bursting point in her hungry mouth.

"Shoot, you big son of a bitch!" she rasped, desperately longing for her first doggy cum-load, sucking so hard she seemed to be trying to inhale his cock-head right down into her lungs and pumping frantically with her fist.

The beast's balls exploded and his fuck-juice sped into her mouth in a creamy cable uncoiling from his hairy cock.

Belinda moaned with the joy of it. The dog's jism was hot and thick and delicious, and it was pouring from his piss-hole in ropes of slime. The stuff slid over her tongue and ran down her gullet. It was as if the girl were swallowing glue – delicious fuck-glue. She drank with relish but his cum-load was enormous. Gooey globs overflowed her lips and ran down his cock in streaks.

Belinda jerked her head back for a moment, wanting to see the stuff squirting from his cock-knob. Her mouth was parted, lips trembling, a few inches above his cock-head now, but his fuck-juice was still pouring out in a spunky rope, connecting his piss-hole to her mouth like an elastic band.

Belinda's eyes crossed as she gazed inward, seeing that quicksilvery thread shimmering between them. Then, gasping, she mouthed him again, sucking more cum out as she jacked on his cock.

The potent brute kept coming. Her mouth filled up, she gulped it down and he filled her face again. The promiscuous girl had never swallowed so much fuck-juice out of a single cock before.

The dog fucked deeper into her mouth. His prick jerked up, then slid into her gorge and pumped slime straight into her belly. Belinda thought that she must be inflating like a cumfilled balloon as that big valve pumped her up. Yet the insatiable cock-sucker still frigged the brute furiously.

The dog plunged into her head frantically and the girl bobbed down to meet him. Her lips pushed halfway down his hairy cock and her pumping fist pulled up, bumping against her mouth, then stroked back towards his balls and jerked another gooey glob from his flaring cock-head.

Belinda's tongue stirred, floating in doggy-jism.

The brute yelped and pulled away, drained. His soaking prick slipped from her lips, still dribbling, and she ducked down and mouthed it again, milking out the last meager trickles from his cock-knob, enjoying it to the last drop. Her head turned as she ground her lips down his cock-stalk, fucking him into her mouth and gathering up all the errant cum that had slimed down his cock.

His prick was softening now, bending in her mouth. She pushed on down and sucked on his balls, as well.

When she pulled away, the big, shaggy beast's cock drooped, his slick red cock-tip half covered his hairy cock-sheath now, as it began to retract.

Belinda was sorry to see that tasty cock recede. She gazed at him, almost as fascinated by the sight of a doggy-cock going soft and slack as she had been by seeing it swell and harden – since it had been her mouth that had caused that diminishing effect and her belly was full of the creamy results.

She gazed wistfully at the cock that had fed her so abundantly. But then she grinned, remembering that there were still four dogs to be milked dry.

She turned toward them where they sat in a semi-circle around the bed, like a team of sled dogs all eager to be put in the harness.

Their long, wet tongues hung out, drooling. Their tails wagged. Their cocks stood up like meaty towers from the foundations of their cum-filled balls.

Belinda wondered which doggy to take on next.

Two were cross-bred Alsatians, one brown and one fawn-colored. One looked like a greyhound, lean and vibrant with energy, and the other was a powerful bullterrier type.

All four had big, stiff pricks, but of different shapes. It was hard to choose between them. The Alsatians had thick cock-shafts and fat, triangular cock-knobs. The greyhound looked built for speed, his cock-stalk long and lean and his cock-head an elongated red slab – a hairy rocket of a prick all trembling to be launched. The bullterrier, a fighting dog, had a cock like a weapon – a sturdy club.

How could an animal lover decide?

Maybe I should take them on two at a time, Belinda thought, excited by the prospect of getting fucked in the cunt and the mouth at the same time. Or even all four, jerking off the other two as she got stuffed head and tail? What a lovely canine cluster that would be, with doggy-jism spurting all over her ass and tits as she swallowed one load and another gushed into her cunt!

Belinda was dizzy with desire – and still undecided as to which dogs to take where.

It dawned on the naughty girl that perhaps she had been a bit greedy, setting too great a task for herself in this, her first ever animal fucking session – but surely not her last.

By the time she had dealt with the eager, unfucked four, it seemed more than likely that the big, bear-like mongrel that she had already sucked off would be ready to cum again. All of the brutes looked remarkably potent. It might take all night to satisfy them, if their balls kept filling up over and over again. Maybe she was caught up in a never-ending circle.

Then, too, her brother would be waking up soon, and wanting another incestuous event.

Belinda thought she might need some help. And help was on the way…