“A symptom of Donkey “Jack” Rape”
series 2009
Standing under a warm water shower, the feelings from it offered relaxation from a weird and wild encounter that afternoon.
Jennifer stood enjoying the shower, her mind ablaze with vivid memories of things done and almost accomplished.
“Darn it,” Jennifer thought, “recanting, when Jennifer came to their stall that day it was warm but with a fresh breeze kept the Sun's warmth from being just plain hot. Yet with the late afternoon, the wind calmed down and the humid heat settled in on all.
Jennifer pealed off her farm plaid shirt, leaving her only clothing that of a silky smooth bra. Then soon after came the idea of removing the jeans, they trapped in the hot humidity, she felt the want to relax her attitude toward two who seemed delighted for becoming a playful friends. She was sure that since they had not yet matured the instincts of male jacks was not a concern.
All sweat and scent hit the nostrils of Rick; this made him take note, stiffening as he stood in place. Josh watched, knowing the musky scent too, but willing to let his friend go first, luckily the two had not the same idea!
When the weight of a colt jack fell onto her back, Jessica shuttered but remembered it well.
“Jennifer you dummy,” she stood there beginning to reconsider more than a foolhardy position. Even a young donkey colt has in him the born instinctive patterned knowledge of what a female scent meant to him. The wild passion burst into action and as the colt hung over her back and began thrusting; the flat flared end of a young donkey male organ did strike, stop, hold, and the with a shove, it slipped in, passing between those sensual lips of one sexy body.
Hot water and her hands massaging a tender area only brought back firm memories of what a colt had and could do.
Breathing deeply, the thought of how it felt, the sensation of an aroused donkey maleness poked inside her body, the bursting her virgin status. Plans of doing it for the first time in the rear seat of some boyfriend’s sports car; this feeling of her time with a male seemed to thrill her more than what she expected.
“Golly, so full, so filling,” she thought to herself, and massaging her lower abdomen, it felt bloated, so full of semen that she looked three months pregnant.
Mating with and by an animal, a colt donkey, it seemed as much so very wrong, yet, the thrill was there, it happen, it was all quite real. As the colt male member plunged in, twitching as it moved inside her canal, worked with pelvic thrusts until she felt it bottom out, set deep into her womb.
More did the colt get into the act of mating his first female, she would have thought he might want for a jenny or a pony mare, but for him to do her, this seemed unbelievable!
As from the moment when he entered her, she could almost count the inches of male shaft moving over and through her sensual lips. Knowing how colts love to jerk off, she had seen what a donkey colt has, some twenty inches of overwhelming pleasure for stud and his mate.
The colt braying brought a worried father, and Jennifer shuddered to think if he had seen the colt humping her, what would he do? He might haul the colt off and out his daughter, taking the animal out behind the barn and might shot it in the head. Worse, he would change his loving opinion of his dear daughter, all this coming about because of a careless mistake.
Relaxed and not completely tranquil, Jennifer turned the shower water to off, and grabbing her towel as she exited the shower stall, she covered her head and began rubbing dry her head of long silky hair.
A vehement massage of her head and as she drier her face, and got the water from her eyes, Jennifer eyed her lovely form in the bathroom wall mirror.
With the towel draped over her shoulders she stood naked and would usually admire her sleek and slender form, those ample breasts that made the men swoon, and her cute butt, it liked to sway as she walked.
“Oh no,” an oh no indeed, because from that very different colt donkey and his load of semen, what Jennifer saw reflected there in that mirror told her she was in for some weird trouble.
Wherever the donkey semen went or touched, where it ran out of her in long sticky trails down her legs, wherever she in cleaning it off had spread it, there on her feet, shins, legs, thighs crotch, and cute butt then had sprouted a thickening reddish brown pelt of coarse feeling donkey fur.
Horrified, she saw yet her tummy all bloated full and with pressing on it the semen flood out, dropping over her legs, feet and splattering all gooey onto the bathroom tile floor.
Gooey is as gooey can cause and when Jennifer turned again to eye her then donkey fur, she slipped, falling down to hit the floor, her chin and mouth entering one hefty glob of donkey semen. Stunned at the wretched smell of the equine semen, she forgot the reality of her situation and instinctively licked her lips, ingesting some of the very infecting semen.