By the time Sam got home and reached her room she felt exhausted. It was taking all of her willpower to avoid
thinking too closely about those things she wanted desperately to get lost in. She was constantly snapping out
of little daydreams to find herself in the process of doing things she would regret, like walking back to the
farm they had visited that morning or going into a bookstore for something on animal anatomy. Even in her room
she wasn't safe, having to stop herself from switching on her computer. Finally exasperated and just wanting
the day to be over with she shoved her laptop in her closet and shut the door, collapsing on her bed next to
her school bag.
"I'm just going to go to sleep and forget about dinner," she mumbled to herself. "And while falling asleep
I'll think of a plan to keep my mind occupied." Sam closed her eyes and tried to focus. Maybe if she wrote
down what she needed to say once she asked the question and just read what was on the paper it would stop her
from messing up. It also seemed like her thoughts were a little easier to hang onto after a big release like
she had with Jen, so maybe she needed to finger herself silly before facing Kyle. And while she was fingering
herself she could think about that donkey video of Jen's, the jack slapping his thick cock against his belly
and spraying his cum everywhere...
"Haaaaawww!" she moaned and then, realizing her thighs felt damp, snapped awake.
Blearily she looked around her twilit room and realized she must have dozed off. A faint buzzing hummed near
her head. It was her phone in her bag. Rubbing her eyes Sam fished for it. Her hand closed on something thick
and heavy. Heart fluttering she pulled the donkey dildo from her bag and stared at it. Her phone hummed again.
Absently she fished for it and found it, hitting the respond button as she brought it up to her ear. "Hello?"
"Hi Sam," came a male voice. It sounded familiar... "This is Kyle." The homework guy! The jerk who had started
this whole mess in the first place!
"What do you want?" she growled. Her other hand tightened around the dildo. She tried to think of a good curse
to throw at him but her thoughts kept drifting down to the double-headed cock she was holding. "Damnit," she
cursed softly.
Kyle chuckled. "I just talked to Jen. Quite the little secret you both now share."
"What?!" Sam shouted. "Jen would never tell you, you sick pervert!"
"Oh but she would. You see, part of her curse is she gets off on showing off her new interest, whether it's
telling people or acting it out in front of them. She couldn't resist telling me about her new obsession with
donkeys and their long, thick cocks with their thick, hot cum in them." Sam licked her lips as her breathing
began to quicken. Hearing a male voice talking about this was strangely erotic. "She also told me how she
ended up sharing her point of view with you so you'd still be your friend, and how you changed her brother
into the biggest donkey dildo you could imagine and fucked yourself with it. So really, who's the pervert
here?"
Sam brought the dildo down to her crotch and pressed it against her large mound. A wet spot appeared where she
pressed and slowly grew, her donkey pussy so wet and empty. With a grunt, Sam cradled her phone between her
head and her neck and started working her pants down her hips. Oddly the thought of hanging up didn't cross
her mind, only the desire to get the cock back inside her deep, hungry sex.
Kyle was silent for a moment, listening to Sam's panting and sounds of pleasure. When he heard her bray
softly, the sound muffled due to the way she was holding the phone, he figured she was sufficiently interested
in other things. "Oh yeah," he said, "you want it bad, don't you? A real donkey rod in your nasty donkey
pussy, fucking you silly. You want to feel his hairy balls slapping against your ass as you both bray loudly
and he pumps his sticky seed into your donkey cunt."
"Yes!" Sam moaned. "I want his fat caawwwwk inside meeeEEE HAAAWW!" She rocked against the dildo, thrusting
her hips in time with the pumping of the cock in and out of her pussy. The musky smell of sex was all around
her and it smelled like the inside of a barn. It was driving her wild, her free hand massaging her breasts
through her shirt.
"I can help you," Kyle whispered into her ear. "All you have to do is repeat what I say and I can give you
what you want, Sam. I can make you into a true donkey whore."
Sam's mind was clouded with lust. She brayed and moaned unconsciously as she rode the cock in her pussy. All
she could think about was the real thing, how it would fill her even more, how good it would feel, how much
she would be filled by his sticky seed shooting deep inside her. As Kyle whispered in her ear, Sam didn't even
realize her own lips were moving as she spoke back to him.