A soft breeze blows the dandelion fuzz over Sen the donkey’s fur as he snoozes peacefully in the midday sun. The grey donkey with darker spots and blond hair is propped up against his trusty companion Samuel, or in shot Sam, who is a large fluffy Sheepdog with varying light brown fur tones. Chewing a firm strand of tall grass between his lips, Sen occasionally opens just one eye to keep tabs on the herd of sheep grazing nearby in the mountainous landscape. He’s wearing nothing but a brightly coloured orange poncho and pointy floppy hat, like the herders in places like Nepal do.

The donkey is feeling so lazy and sleepy in the sunny warm light, lying against his warm fluffy companion, that he doesn’t even both swatting away the occasional fly landing on his nose.

It is only when one of the sheep walks up to him and wallows a big loud bleat, that the donkey almost jumps out of his skin and stands up. He’s a little agitated and about to give the sheep a piece of his mind, when he suddenly notices it’s one of the new mothers, the ewe having given birth a few months ago. She’s bleating frantically, looking at the donkey with her dumb feral eyes.

Sen’s eyes quickly gaze over the herd standing a bit further away, counting them as he indeed comes up with a lamb short. He curses under his breathe as he pats his big fluffy companion on the backside:”Sam, keep an eye on them, will ya?”
The big dog’s ears seem to twitch as well as the eyes hidden underneath a waterfall of hair, proof enough to Sen that the canine heard and understood him.

The grey donkey hikes down the hill, looking around as he does, knowing that shouting won’t help anything as lambs will not react to any of it.

Almost at the bottom of the hill, a stream of clear water cascades in a small thin river down the mountainside, bushes flanking it as they take advantage of the stream’s presence. Walking to the side of one of these bushes, Sen spots a white fluff ball of wool drinking from the stream. The head, floppy ears and legs of the lamb are black and a large contrast to the otherwise snow white fur.

As soon as the little lamb notices the sheepherder approaching her, she jumps up in the air and hops away in darting little movements, bleating happily as she defies Sen’s authority. The donkey starts running after her, cursing under his breath as he holds on to his hat before it can fly away:”Come here, you little…”

Provocatively, the bleating little lamb stands on a big smooth stone sticking out of the green hillside as Sen eventually slumps up to it, having tired himself out as lets himself fall into the grass.

He does not move and pretends unconsciousness, knowing the lamb’s curious nature will draw her to him. When she indeed comes hopping towards and around him, he patiently waits until she approaches close enough before shooting his hands out and grabbing her hind legs.

The lamb yelps in surprise, bleating as if struck by lightning as she laments her capture, trying to kick and hop away but Sen will have none of that!

He calmly rises to his knees next to the fluffy critter, his eyes fixated on her backside as she tries to escape, making hushing sounds as he won’t let go. The black skin of her young vulva bounces up and down at her movements, a hint of pink peeps out at the donkey occasionally. Despite his anger, Sen can immediately feel the blood rush to his black and white spotted donkey dick, the member drawing up from his sheath as it swells up:”Shhh, calm down!”

Sen scoots forward, holding the lamb’s head in an armlock to his neck whilst his other hand scoots underneath her tail and starts diddling her young vagina, a trick he learned from the older herders to calm down rowdy livestock.

She calms down almost instantly, standing with spread hind legs as the erect donkey massages her slit, slipping the tips of his digits in between her pussy lips to stimulate her clitoris. The pink button throbs between the black lips as Sen’s finger tip tickles back and forth over it, the lamb’s bleating growing more huskily in tone.

The donkey’s penis has grown fully erect, pushing up his orange poncho in anticipation. He looks around but sees no living soul around except for his flock and dog way up the hillside, Sen deciding to punish the naughty little lamb appropriately as he drags her towards the stream. He rinses the lamb’s backside with the cold clear water, making her yelp in surprise:”Shh, it’ll get hot again soon enough, you lil’ rascal!”

Wasting no time, the donkey crouches down behind the black and white lamb, pushing aside his poncho and giving his donkey dick a few good pumps before moving the flat tip against her vulva. The hot flesh is welcomed by the lamb after that cold water bath, the critter not moving and only softly bleating as Sen inserts the tip inside her trembling slit, the lips immediately clamping down on him which makes him moan out.

Slowly and rhythmically, the donkey moves his hips back and forth, sinking slightly deeper with every inward thrust as his breathing starts to accelerate.

The sound of wet flesh sliding and slapping against wet flesh and fur carries far away, Sen’s hands holding the naughty lamb in place as his big balls bounce back and forth against her wooly underside. He’s unaware of the world around them during this blissful and much needed sex, since he’s been on a dry spell lately, and just fully focuses on the exquisite sensations running from his sensitive flesh up his spine.

Withdrawing for a moment, Sen keeps holding on to the lamb’s hind legs as he presses his face into the white wool of her backside, his pink tongue tracing her black vaginal lips and finding entrance to her equally pink insides. She tastes good, nice and clean after her rinsing. Sen would even describe it as the flavour of innocence, having tasted it on some other creatures before, feral or not.

Sen rotates the deep exploration by his tongue with insertion of two of his fingers, testing her resilience as he adds one more finger before deciding that’s probably as much as she can take. He holds her cunt lips open with his thumbs, looking at the pink wet flesh inside as her heat literally radiates out towards him, beckoning his lusty tongue to dive back in. The donkey eagerly complies, sliding his slimy organ back inside as he closes his eyes, tracing the tip of the muscle over her sensitive little nub and further down her birthing canal.

Eventually and with a loud slurp, he withdraws his head from the animal’s backside, once again hunching down behind her as his cock slides inside smoothly once more. He can almost fit the entire length inside of her hot belly, her tight vaginal canal squeezing the life out of his dick in delightful bliss.

His tapered tip starts bumping into the tightly closed entrance to her underdeveloped womb, Sen groaning out as he pushes extra hard, attempting to enter the last threshold her young body hides from him. She starts bleating out in discomfort, the horny shepherd overcome with lust as he forcefully tries to push his dick inside the tightly closed inner ring to her baby chamber:”Come on. Ngh, just a little bit more!”

Unbeknownst to the aroused donkey, mother sheep has appeared behind him, the maternal instincts taking over as she bleats deeply in what almost sounds like a growl. She lowers her head and charges to Sen’s backside, just barely missing his bouncing balls as she hits his buttocks with great force, ”Ooohmpf!”

Sen flies forward and so does the lamb, the extra force from momma sheep painful to his butt but just what was needed to push his cock into the young sheep’s womb ring, the tip of his fat donkey dick entering the most sacred place inside the critter’s body. The donkey sees stars as his balls pull up in the fraction of a second it took for mother sheep to hit him, causing his fat shaft to swell up even more and ultimately spew his creamy hot equine seed deeply inside the lamb’s womb.

Jet after jet of thick slimy donkey semen spurt into the lamb’s baby chamber, attempting to fertilize her in vain as Sen grunts out in a loud echoing moan. He lies collapses on top of the lamb, trying not to smother her as he moves to her side, continuing to hunch into her as her winking pussy milks his shaft for the very last drops.

The mother sheep stands behind them in a dumbfounded way, bleating as she sniffs and cocks her head down in an attempt to grasp what’s actually going on. A loud bark announces that Sam has come down to lead the mother sheep back, finding his master spawning against one of their lambs which of course intrigues him.

Sen is panting and heaving, feeling his penis deflate and leave the lamb’s tight pussy, semen welling up from the slightly swollen black lips. The sheepdog snuffles in between his master’s legs and finds both cum covered cock and semen oozing slit, immediately starting to clean both from every drop he can find.

The donkey pushes him away after the thorough cleaning, lying on his back loudly breathing whilst Sam finishes up licking the lamb’s pussy clean. Sen’s head turns to the side, immediately greeted by the sight of the sheepdog’s red canine tip peeking out of his sheath, clearly aroused by the proceedings.

This makes the shepherd chuckle, calling Sam over and cuddling the dog as he ogles momma sheep sniffing her lamb’s backside which undoubtedly smells like both Sen and Sam now:”This make you horny, boy? Well, perhaps we can convince mommy sheep to let her lamb play with you too!”
Sam barks, slobbering his master’s face, Sen slowly scooting up and towards the softly bleating lamb, holding her hind legs apart and her pussy lips open with his fingers:”Come on, boy! It’s not polite to keep a lady waiting!”