Worried that another teacher or the principal would find her standing in the hall instead of in class, Jen
ducked into the classroom across the hall to wait. It was normally empty except for the odd student who used
it to read or study quietly, away from other distractions. Fortunately this period it was completely empty so
Jen could wait alone. She glanced at the clock and saw that she still had about twenty minutes before the bell
would ring and she could grab Kyle. Her mind began to wander.
She thought about the farm she had visited in the morning and wondered what would have happened if she had
seen a donkey. The thought of peering into a stall and finding the beast staring back at her sent a pleasant
tingle down to her pussy. She imagined slipping into his stall and running a hand down his hairy flank, moving
along his body until she stood beside his large rear. Then her hand slipped underneath to stroke his furry
sheath, slowly coaxing the large, dark cock out. Samantha would have gasped in shock and disgust seeing her
friend stroking the hard shaft of a beast but somehow that only made things hotter for Jen. As she daydreamed
she slipped a hand down the front of her pants and into her wet slit. She worked a few fingers into her hot
snatch as she imagined going underneath the donkey and taking his length in her mouth.
"Hawww," she panted quietly. The sound seemed to snap her out of it and Jen suddenly realized what she was
doing. She quickly pulled her hand away from her pussy with a shiver and tried to push the thought of sucking
off a donkey from her mind.
Looking around the room she spotted a computer in the corner. Maybe if she could read up on the latest gossip
she'd forget about trying to figure out how to get a donkey to fuck her. "Stop it Jen!" she said. "Focus." The
cheerleader quickly crossed the room and turned on the computer. She opened a browser and brought up the
website of her favorite celebrity gossip magazine.
After a few minutes, though, Jen began to get bored. She just wasn't as into trashy rumors and fashion as she
normally was. Instead she typed in a few search requests on Google and soon found herself back on the same
adult website as earlier, looking at pictures of women being fucked by donkeys, of hard donkey cocks, and
even, to her surprise, of the dark, leathery vaginas of some of the female jenny donkeys. With a shiver of
lust she realized that a female donkey's name was the same as hers. Jenny.
"Oh gawwwwd," she moaned and once more thrust her hand down her pants. She worked her wet slit furiously,
stuffing as many fingers into her dripping hole as she could and imagining that it was a hard, fat donkey cock
ramming into her. She shivered and thrust her hips into her hand, bouncing against the chair, her eyes locked
on a picture of a particularly large cock that was slapping against a jack's belly. She didn't notice the bell
ring as she orgasmed with a loud braying sound, her mouth unconsciously trying to make the fantasy even more
realistic.
She was still so wet and unsatisfied that she kept fingering herself, working toward a second orgasm, but
something about it wasn't right. The thought slowly bubbled to the front of her mind that she should be on all
fours and be fucked from behind by her huge braying stud. With a slight whimper, Jenny slid off the chair and
knelt on the cold tile floor. Her cheeks burning with shame, she slowly pulled her pants down, then her
panties and thrust her ass into the air. She reached around behind herself, her hand slipping between her legs
from the direction of her rear, and plunged her fingers into her cunt once more. The pleasure was amazing and
her embarrassment and horror at what she was doing was washed away in a tide of lust.
The door to the classroom opened and Jen's friend Samantha stepped inside. She had tried to find a table in
the library for her spare but all of them were full. Instead she opted to use the study room, figuring some
peace and quiet would do her good. She frowned as she saw the computer in the corner turned on and heard loud
breathing and occasional moans.
"Hello?" she said. "Is anyone in here?" She cautiously stepped further into the classroom then stopped as she
saw Jen thrusting backward against her hand where she was on the floor. "Jen!" Sam exclaimed in shock. "Oh my
god, what are you doing?"
Jen stopped rocking and pulled her hand from her pussy. She sat back on her heels as she tried to catch her
breath. She stared at her friend, trying to think of something to say. All she could think of was telling the
truth, of exposing herself of... flaunting her terrible secret. Her mouth twisted. "Fingering myself to
thoughts of donkey cocks!" she said unwillingly. "Hot, thick, juicy donkey cocks plowing into my tight waiting
pussy, fucking me like a beast!" he howled. Her face was red with shame but the thought of continuing, of
fingering herself until she came in front of her friend with thoughts of her secret running through her mind,
was too much to bear. Jen thrust both hands into her pussy, burning with need. Sam watched, stunned and
disgusted.