Donkey

The house was quiet except for the wet, rhythmic sounds leaking from your laptop speakers. You were sitting on your chair in your bedroom, pants around your ankles, furiously stroking your throbbing cock while zoophilia porn played on full blast — videos of guys fucking horses, donkeys and other horse-like animals puffy assholes, Your dick was leaking pre like a faucet, veins bulging, balls tight with weeks of built-up need. The more you watched those fat animal asses bounce and stretch around thick cocks, the more desperate you got.

You needed the real thing.

Scrolling through shady online ads, your eyes locked onto one that made your cock jump in your hand. A big, lazy donkey listed for sale. The photos showed him from the side — and holy fuck, that ass. Two enormous, perfectly round, sphere-shaped cheeks so huge and heavy they looked unreal, wobbling softly even in the still images, dark fur glistening, tail lifted just enough to tease the fat, puffy rim between them. You hit “buy now” without thinking twice, paid way more than you should have for same-week delivery, and spent the next few days jerking off nonstop to the thought of burying your dick in that stinky, massive donkey butt.

Days later, the previous owner pulled up in a trailer. A normal-looking guy unloaded the big donkey with a friendly smile, handed you the lead rope, and said, “He’s a good boy, real calm. Take care of him.” He had no fucking clue what you had planned. You just nodded, paid the rest in cash, and watched him drive away.

The moment the truck was gone, you led the donkey straight to the tiny, windowless back room you’d prepared. It was small, stuffy, and already sweltering hot from the closed door and covered window. You locked the door behind you with a heavy click, killed the lights, and the room plunged into thick, warm darkness broken only by the faint red glow of a small nightlight. then you laid back on the old mattress you’d dragged in there. The air was thick, humid, and already starting to smell like warm animal.

The donkey stood there for a second, ears twitching, then snorted softly and stepped over like it was the most normal thing in the world. He turned, lowered his heavy body, and sat straight down on your crotch. Those two gigantic, fat, sphere-shaped ass cheeks spread wide and smothered your lap completely — soft, heavy, and radiating intense, sweaty heat. The dark fur felt slightly damp against your skin, and the thick, pungent donkey musk hit you instantly: raw, earthy ball sweat mixed with the ripe, stinky scent of his huge ass, so strong it made your eyes water and your cock throb painfully under all that warm, wobbling weight.

He just sat there like a normal donkey, shifting his weight innocently, heavy black balls resting on your stomach, long black tail flicking lazily across your chest. His massive cheeks wobbled every time he breathed, the hot, puffy donut-shaped sphincter pressed right against your pants, already slightly sweaty and radiating filthy heat.

You couldn’t take it anymore.

Heart hammering, you shoved your pants the rest of the way down, pulled your aching, pre-smeared cock free, and lined the swollen head up with that big, stinky, wrinkled rim.

The second your cock touched his hot hole — The donkey lost his fucking mind. A deep, guttural HEE-HAWWWW! exploded from his muzzle as his eyes rolled back and his ears shot straight up. In one savage motion he slammed his entire massive ass downward, forcing your cock balls-deep into that tight, sweaty, puffy donut hole with a loud, wet SCHLORP. The fat cheeks clapped violently against your hips, swallowing every inch in a single greedy drop. The heat inside him was insane — slick, rippling, and burning hot around your shaft.

He didn’t stop for even a second.

Immediately he started slamming up and down like a feral, cock-hungry breeding animal. HEE-HAWWW! HEE-HAWWW! Loud, desperate brays ripped out of him as his huge, heavy ass cheeks bounced and jiggled wildly, slapping wetly and obscenely against your thighs with every brutal downward thrust. That big, puffy, donut-shaped sphincter stretched wide around your cock, gripping and sucking with nasty, squelching sounds, hot ass juice drooling down your balls. His fat black balls slapped loudly against your stomach, swinging heavy and full while his long tail flagged straight up, giving you a perfect view of that stinky, wobbling ass devouring your dick over and over.

The tiny room filled instantly with filthy noise — wet claps, sloppy squelches, loud donkey brays, and the heavy scent of pure, nasty donkey musk growing thicker with every slam. Sweat poured off his massive rear, making everything slick and stinky as he rode you like a perverted jackass in heat, cheeks wobbling violently, hips grinding down hard enough to make the bed creak. He was no longer acting normal.

This was full-on nasty, super-horny, perverted donkey mode — a filthy, musky, ass-obsessed slut who had been waiting for cock and was now using your dick like his personal toy, slamming that huge, stinky, sphere-shaped ass down again and again without mercy.

And from the way his hole clenched and his brays turned into needy, moaning heeeehhhh sounds, he wasn’t planning on stopping until he’d milked every last drop out of you.

The tiny back room had become your private fuck-den ever since that first wild night. The air was always thick and heavy with the stench of constant donkey sex — stale cum, sweat, and that deep, ripe musk that never quite left. You’d turned the cramped space into a nonstop breeding pit, fucking the big nasty donkey almost every single day, sometimes for hours.

Today was going to be even filthier. You stripped naked, cock already rock-hard and dripping, and laid back on the sweat-stained mattress. The donkey stood over you, ears twitching, that lazy toothy grin on his muzzle as he smelled the horny scent rolling off your body. Without hesitation he stepped forward and lowered his massive, heavy ass straight down onto your face.

Those two enormous, sphere-shaped ass cheeks smothered you completely, soft, hot, and wobbling heavily as they spread wide over your mouth and nose. The heat was insane — sweaty, damp fur pressing against your skin while the thick, pungent donkey musk flooded your lungs: raw ball sweat, ripe ass crack, and that sharp, stinky tang that made your eyes water and your cock throb harder. His fat black balls rested on your forehead, heavy and warm, while his long black tail draped across your chest.

At the same time, he leaned down and took your throbbing cock into his hot, drooling muzzle in one smooth motion, sucking greedily with wet, sloppy sounds. His tongue swirled around your shaft as he bobbed his head, taking you deep.

You moaned into his ass and went straight to work cleaning him like the perverted degenerate you were. Your tongue pushed between those massive, soft cheeks, licking and lapping at the big, puffy, donut-shaped sphincter. It was hot, wrinkled, and already slick with sweat and leftover cum from earlier. You rimmed him deep — tongue circling the rim, then pushing inside the tight, stinky hole, tasting the nasty mix of ass juice, old loads, and pure donkey filth while his cheeks jiggled around your face with every eager lick. The donkey let out a low, pleased heeeehhhh around your cock, sucking harder, drooling all over your shaft. Then he needed to fart.

His puffy rim suddenly puffed out against your tongue. He slammed his muzzle all the way down, deepthroating your cock to the hilt in one greedy gulp, and —

PHHFFFFT!

A hot, loud, wet blast of donkey gas exploded directly into your face, thick and ripe, the stench so nasty and powerful it burned your nose and made your cock twitch violently in his throat. The fart was loud, bubbling through his sweaty hole right onto your tongue. He didn’t stop.

FFFPHHHHTTTTT! FFFPHHHHTTTTT!

Another long, roaring fart ripped out, then another, each one louder and wetter than the last, blasting hot, stinky air straight up your nose and into your open mouth while he kept your dick buried balls-deep down his throat. The sound was filthy and obscene — loud, bubbling PHHHHHTTTTTs echoing in the tiny room as he power-farted all over your face, his massive ass cheeks wobbling and clenching with every blast. The musk turned even thicker, a heavy wave of pure, nasty donkey ass gas that made your head spin and your balls tighten.

You loved every second of it.

Your hands gripped his huge, soft cheeks, spreading them wider as you licked and sucked desperately at his farting puffy donut hole, tongue fucking in and out while he kept ripping those loud, wet farts directly onto you. At the same time he sucked your cock like a vacuum — sloppy, gagging, drooling messes of spit running down your balls as he moaned and brayed around your shaft between farts.

The room was filled with the wet sounds of his muzzle working your dick, the disgusting PHHHHHTTTTT blasts of his farts, and the heavy scent of his filthy, stinky ass completely dominating the air.

He was still farting hard when you felt your orgasm building — that nasty, perverted donkey using your face as his personal fart cushion while he milked your cock for everything it was worth.

And from the way his hole kept twitching and pushing out more hot gas, he wasn’t done being nasty yet.

The two of you had become completely addicted to each other.

Ever since that first nasty fuck in the tiny back room, you couldn’t get enough of your big, filthy donkey. You were crazy about him — obsessed, lovestruck, and hornier than you’d ever been in your life. Every single day was nonstop depraved sex. You’d drop to your knees and suck on his fat, heavy black balls for hours, slurping and licking the sweaty, musky sack while he brayed and drooled above you. Then you’d flip him around, slam your cock balls-deep into that huge, puffy, donut-shaped asshole and fuck him raw — hard, rough, brutal thrusts that made his massive sphere-shaped ass cheeks clap and wobble violently while his hot, stinky hole clenched and sucked around you.

You kissed him constantly. Whenever you saw that lazy, toothy grin and those floppy ears, you’d grab his muzzle, shove your tongue deep into his drooling mouth, and make out with him like a desperate slut while your hands groped and spread his gigantic, wobbling ass. He returned the favor just as hard — dropping down to shove his long, rough tongue straight into your asshole, rimming you deep and sloppy, licking and cleaning every inch while you moaned and fed him your cock.

The mutual obsession grew so intense, so filthy, that one night you both just snapped. You packed whatever you could carry, left everything behind, and ran away together deep into the woods. No more houses, no more locked rooms — just freedom.

Now the two of you lived in a small, rustic cabin you’d thrown together deep in the forest. It wasn’t much, but it was perfect for your nasty lifestyle. You spent your days hunting or foraging for food, then bringing it back to fuck like animals for hours. The moment you walked through the door with fresh meat or berries, he’d be on you — or you on him — bending over the rough wooden table or slamming him down on the floor so you could pound that big, hot, stinky ass again and again.

The entire cabin reeked exactly the way you both loved it: thick, heavy donkey dung from the corner where he sometimes relieved himself when he was too lazy (or too horny) to go outside, constant loud donkey farts that rolled out of his puffy sphincter whenever he was excited or full of gas, and that raw, overpowering musk that poured off his massive, sweaty ass cheeks and swinging black balls. Mixed in was the sharp smell of dried cum, fresh loads pumping into his guts, and the constant wet, sloppy scent of endless sex. The air was thick, warm, and filthy — pure concentrated donkey stench mixed with pure lust.

Right now you were both inside, naked and sweaty. The donkey was on all fours in the middle of the small main room, tail flagged high, his enormous, soft, wobbling ass cheeks spread wide so you could see that big, puffy, donut-shaped hole still leaking your last load. He let out a low, needy heeeehhhh and pushed out a wet, bubbling fart right in your direction, the hot gas thick with that signature stinky donkey smell. You grinned, cock already throbbing hard again, knowing exactly what was coming next in your new, free life in the woods — more balls-sucking, more rough ass-fucking, more deep rimming, more sloppy kissing, and more of that perfect, nasty, musky donkey love that neither of you could ever get enough of.