{"sf1_id":743626,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Sticking it in the Ass.","author":"StGeorgesHorse","words":1893,"posted_at":"2014-08-13T20:21:00.000Z","tags":["Anatomically Correct","Bestiality","Donkey","Human","M/F","Oral","Vaginal","Zoo","ass"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/743626-sticking-it-in-the-ass","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/743626","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=743626\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#4 of A Real Animal Lover","content":"                Yes,\nthere were a lot of different animals at the zoo. So what questions do you\nhave? Where was it at? Nice try... I wouldn't tell you for a ton of cash. I was\nnever discovered I my clandestine activities, and I intend for it to remain\nthat way. So what do you want to know about next?\n                I know,\nI know; how can you ask when you have no idea what I had access to? Well, let\nme see. There were the domestics I mentioned before. Hmmm. Maybe Annabelle...\n                Annabelle\nwas a donkey in the petting zoo. She didn't actually mingle with people, but\nwas in her own, rather open enclosure. She was friendly, since like a lot of\nanimals, she got fed all the time. She was a touch overweight, but otherwise in\ntip top shape. There was no male, as it was with a lot of the animals, because\nthe zoo would have no way of handling a large influx of births. That was\nsomething I worked on correcting.\n                Anna\nhad a habit, with the information regarding it being passed along to me by the\nstaff. She was missing a patch of her hair on her rump. The reason was that she\nwas constantly scratching at the spot on a bit of wooden post that jutted off\nof the framework of her shelter. I had looked at it and agreed with their\nassessment, though it was obvious just by watching her behavior what had caused\nit. \n                When\npeople wouldn't being paying attention to her, she would wander over and\nscratch her butt on the post, really getting into it. I didn't think much of it\nat first, because there were a lot of animals to get to know. It's hard to\nfocus on a few when you have many under your care. Besides, what\nhorse/ass/mule/donkey didn't getting itchy skin?\n                But one\nday, I was in the pen next to hers, checking over the sheep, when I saw her go\ninto her shelter. There was a knothole where I could see in, so I stood and\nlooked in on her. She was scratching her backside vigorously, but not like I\nhad presumed. What she was actually doing was working it against her vulva and\nmasturbating with it. I think that if she had a dildo nailed up there she would\nnever have come out of her shelter.\n                It was\na quiet day, so she stayed in there for a while, shaking the structure with her\nenergetic self pleasuring. I quit watching, largely because I was getting a\nhard on. I returned to check on the sheep, and finding one in the back, behind\na low wood partition, got some of my sexual tension out on the poor thing with\nmy fingers. Thankfully, it didn't seem to mind. It seemed all the girls here in\nthe zoo needed a guy.\n                The\nsheep were big enough to handle me, but I wasn't interested in them at the\nmoment. Annabelle had exposed a rather hot pink slit during her frantic\nrubbing. It wouldn't be as tight as Olive or Goosey, but I bet it was just as\nwilling, probably more so.\n                I left\nthe sheep pen, went and found an apple, and returned to her pen. She trotted\nover to the gate, ears up and completely alert. I held up the apple and walked\ninto her shelter. She followed like a pet dog. Once inside, I gave her the\napple and while she demolished it, ran my hand over the bare spot. It was abraded,\nbut not raw. She had been doing it for so long the area had calloused over. The\npoor girl! She needed screwed pretty badly.\n                As\nusual, I waited until evening, making certain the park was devoid of human\nlife. I made my way across the compound to the petting zoo, to where she was\nstill scratching at her itch. I had another apple with me, which she nearly\npounced to grab. I patted her shoulders, her back, working my way down to her\nbutt. She tolerated my actions with little fanfare, but as I worked my hand\ndown her hip and inside, under her tail, she froze.\n                Her\nhead turned to look at me. Her ears were up, and she snorted once or twice.\nSince this wasn't in any way aggressive, I worked my hand to her cunt and pried\nit open. She blew out a breath and held stock still. \n                She was\nwet, and as before from the glimpse I got, her cunt was a hot pink slit against\nher gray fur. She was tighter than I expected her to be, given her size\ncompared to the others, but being a virgin, I suppose things hadn't had a\nchance to get stretched out. I slid in four fingers, but my balled up fist\nwouldn't go in. But damn, was she getting off on me trying!\n                I\ndidn't need any other prompting. I stripped and got behind her. I lifted her\ntail out of the way and pushed in. Like with the ostrich, I knew she could take\na lot more, and I sort of wished I had it to give. \n                I\ngrabbed her by the haunches and went to work. She helped matters by pushing\nback against me. She was even biting the wooden board that ran across the one\nside of her shelter. I knew it couldn't be from pain, because lord knows I\nwasn't hung like a horse. She just needed it so desperately that she had to\nfight the urge to go crazy.\n                I had\nno such qualms. My first load was delivered within minutes. It was a turn on to\nknow that she needed what I had to give. I pumped her full, all the while\nfeeling her contracting around me. I remained at my station until I was sure I\nwas done filling her up, and then started pumping her again. In no time I was\nhard and ready. This time I would last for a longer period of time.\n                As I\ndid, she resorted to her ass wagging again. I guess old habits died hard, and\nher movements made it a little difficult for me to stay inside. A male equine,\nwith its weight, would have held her still, but then again, he would have been\ndone in less than a minute. We were going to have as long as I could hold out.\nI needed to get her to settle down.\n                Hardly\nbelieving I was doing this, I pulled out, and grabbing a halter from the\ncabinet on the wall, put it on her and tried to tie her head down low to an\neyehook. She was patient with my attempts, but finally butted her head up. She\nsuddenly stopped and sniffed my crotch. Recognizing her own smell mingled with\nmine, she snorted and gave my cock a lick. It was an incredibly slow one,\nrunning from my balls to the tip.\n                Now, if\nyou know anything about horses and their teeth, don't be fooled by the fact\nthat they're herbivores. Their front teeth are narrow and chiseled on the ends.\nThey can inflict a pretty severe bite. So I was a tad nervous about having my\ncock anywhere near her mouth.\n                However,\nif you can forget about those teeth, then there is something else about an\nequine's mouth you should know. Their lips are designed for grabbed grasses and\nother plant material. They are very strong and very soft. Oh god, how soft they\nare.\n                I don't\nknow if horses perform fellatio in the wild. I doubt it. But for some reason,\nshe decided that she wanted my cock in her mouth. Once she started, I simple\ngrabbed her head and hung on. And the fact was this; I have never had a blow\njob like this ever. Her teeth never came into play. Her wet tongue curled\naround me, and those lips worked my shaft all the way to the base and beyond.\n                I\nsuppose she was sort of thanking me, and while I didn't mind, I was more than\nwilling to keep working over her back end for as long as she tolerated it. But\nI was now no longer in a rush to get back there. The only odd thing was that\nshe was mildly pulling me backwards. I figured out her plan when her head\nstarted waggling back and forth. She had worked herself backwards to her\nfavorite knot and was rubbing against it like a manic.\n                I held\nonto her ears, hoping that I wasn't hurting them. Ears are pretty sensitive you\nknow. After a while, I started my own movements, fucking her face with\nincreasing ferocity. Her tongue was curled up like the lower half of a vaginal\nwall. Her lips were more interactive than I could ever have dreamed of.\n                When I\ncame, I could feel her teeth against my crotch as I pressed in tightly. She\nwasn't biting. She just had her lips parted to make things easier for me. I\ngrabbed her mane and pounded until I thought her head would come off. Of\ncourse, I was the one who lost my head. With a groan, I spilled my balls into\nher mouth.\n                I was\npanting like crazy while she patiently waited for me to vacate her mouth. When\nI did, she swallowed and whinnied. Right then and there I knew she was going to\nbe my regular girl here at the zoo. As it was, she was turning around to\npresent her butt to me. I smiled and patted it.\n                \"Give\nme a little respite girl. I need time to recharge!\"\n                She\nsnorted and trotted off into the darkened enclosure. When she came back a few\nminutes later, I swear her look was \"Well, are you ready yet?\"\n                I\ngrabbed my half limp tool and worked my hand over it. It was still plenty slick\nfrom her saliva. She watched me for a few minutes as I willed it back to life.\nWhen it was finally hard enough to stick back in her, I did. You could almost\nhear her sigh.\n                I\nworked her over for the next hour. Yeah, that long. I couldn't get the next\nload to come up. She enjoyed every minute of it. So did I, even if I was nearly\nready to drop when I came. I was thankful our heights matched in the right\nspot, or else I would have had cramped toes when I was done. \n                The\nunique thing was watching her do her little winking trick that horny mares do.\nAlso of interest was the doughnut hole right about it. It was as gray as the\nrest of her skin, but a little pink showed through there from time to time,\ngiving off the idea that she might want a little action there as well. I might\ngive it a try, but not tonight. I was all done. Sadly for her, I think she\nwould have gone all night. She apparently had greater needs to be filled than I\ndid, and that was saying something!\n                "}