Chapter 6

Although Linda was certainly relieved to find that it was not her mother who had found her stuck full of doggie cock, it was quite likely that Valerie might not have objected, either...

Valerie, at the moment, was dealing with a donkey prick as hard as stone.

The donkey had turned sideways and Valerie was admiring his gigantic prick in profile, her blonde head tilting from side to side as she slid her gaze up his cockshaft. It was no wonder that a donkey was a sturdy pack animal, she thought. Lugging a cock and balls like that around all the time must really keep the beast in shape.

Now it was time to release the brute from his burden--to empty that phallic pack. She shuffled closer, on her knees. The donkey brayed and his cock muscles twitched, jerking his long fucker up and down. The glossy black cock-knob smacked against his chest as it jolted up. That huge slab of dark prickmeat was smeared with spunk. As it whacked his chest, slime sprayed off and Valerie moaned and licked her lips.

She reached out, palms upwards, and ran her open hand up the frantic animal's cockshaft, stroking him from his balls to his flaring knob. The thick ventral vein pulsed in her hand. She fingered the underside of his cockhead. More scum oozed from the cleft and dribbled down the big wedge, trickling onto her hand.

She drew her slippery hand back, held it to her mouth and dipped her tongue into the slime. Her eyes narrowed, long lashes fluttering. She pressed her parted lips onto her hand and slurped the donkey jism into her mouth. The stuff was so thick and gooey that it was like having a raw oyster in her mouth. Then the stuff liquefied on her hot tongue, and she drank it down with a whimper.

The beast arched his head around, eyeing her. His haunches heaved and his cock loomed out, spilling more spunk from the parted pisshole as he humped at the air.

Even delivered by hand, the cum was scrumptious, and Valerie began to moan hungrily, her cock-sucker's appetite whetted.

She leaned in and began to tongue the head of his prick. Her pink lapper slid fluidly over the black slab, slurping up his quicksilvery slime from the dark cockmeat. The beast trembled and quivered, not knowing what was happening--for the human inclination towards oral sex was mystery to the dumb brute--but knowing that it felt wonderful.

He began humping again, sliding his cockhead along her lips as she licked at it. Valerie began to lap back along his leathery cockstalk, her hot tongue sweeping and curling as she licked his prick with great concentration. She flattened her tongue and slid it along the pulsing ventral vein. She worked back to the root of his prick and spent a few moments tonguing at his swollen balls.

His unattended cock jumped wildly. Valerie was afraid that the beast might blow his wad too soon. The cum-hungry woman wanted her mouth in place when the slimy geyser spurted out. She licked back up his cockstalk. Her lips pursed against it and her blonde head pulled up as she played his phallic flute. Her mouth was tingling with the gamy taste of donkey cock and the succulent flavor of his pre-cum as she dragged her lips back up towards the bulking head of his colossal cock.

She flattened her tongue and lips against the underside of the flaring prick-knob, caressing his at the sensitive spot where the vein spread out from his cockstalk into a delta under the huge, throbbing slab. Then she worked on up to the tip of his mighty cock, kissing and licking and slipping her tongue up into his soaking pisshole.

She began to open her mouth around his cockhead.

The woman was dimly aware of a baying and howling from the forest, the sounds of a pack of hunting dogs closing in on their quarry, but it never dawned on her just what that juicy quarry might be, nor that the hounds might be stabbing with their pricks instead of ripping with their jaws--as her own jaw dropped open wider and wider.

For a terrible moment, Valerie was afraid that the donkey's cock was too big to fit in her mouth. She whimpered in frustration. She thought that she might have to just hold her mouth open around his pisshole and jerk the brute off by hand, which would be nice--but not as nice as having the pounding hunk of donkey prick right in her maw when he creamed.

But then her lips spread wider around his slick cockhead and her jaw dropped down almost onto her tits and, with a slurp, the beast's cock- knob vanished into her head.

The donkey seemed to explode, his whole sturdy body leaping with excited joy as, for the first time, he discovered the delights of a woman's mouth. His cockhead ballooned, filling her maw with cockmeat.

Valerie sucked voraciously. That mouthful was so huge that she felt as if her skull must be distorted around it, her head expanding. Both of her soft cheeks were stuffed full of cockmeat and bulging out wide. Her jaw was levered down and her lips were turned almost inside out, stretched over the cock-knob and collaring him just behind the ledge. The dribbling tip of his cockhead was pressing into her throat, but it was too fat to slide down her gullet and stuck fast at the entrance, spilling spunk down into her belly. There was no room left in her mouth for her tongue. That nimble pink lapper was jammed against the underside of his prick-knob.