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Her Favourite Kind of Facial

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Irving Writes

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"Mmm, Jane... Ohhh..."

Lonny whimpered, leaning back against the make-up chair, though the stallion didn't even honestly know when it had been that he'd ended up in there. He was supposed to be putting make-up on Jane, a well-known workout and fitness personality-mare who he greatly admired, but she... Well, she...

She was about to devour him whole in more ways than one, taking his pink cock into her mouth as she swirled her tongue around and around the stallion's cock-tip, too sensitive, though his bay coat quivered with need, a lighter, richer brown than a lot of bays typically were. In all honesty, he thought that there was some dun in his equine lineage too, with black points to his body, dark hands and legs with white fingers and fetlocks.

Jane, in comparison, was much larger, so bigger, her breasts huge and spilling out of her fitted top, so tightly closed around her chest that the nipples were almost exposed, though he swore that he could see, in his mind's eye, exactly how she would look naked. It was hard not to think about the white mare naked as she sucked him off, bobbing her head up and down, swirling her tongue around the head and running it down the length, batting her mascara-laden eyelashes, make-up already brushed onto her face, highlighting her best features.

Yet the stallion's eyes, even as he whimpered, could not help but linger on her muscle, the mare taller than him, stronger than him, her body firmly muscular. She wouldn't have had any trouble pinning him in the chair or even picking him up to sling over her shoulder for her own kind of fun, but the mare didn't hold him there. After all, the lure of her was more than enough for Lonny to hungrily look her over, enjoying the feel of her lips over his cock, the brush of her hand against his balls, caressing and teasing. In a way, he didn't want to move away at all, grunting and rocking his hips plaintively forward.

Jane hadn't asked that about the stallion before she'd moved to take advantage of him, taking his cock between her lips and swallowing it down into the back of her throat. Oh, he was a good length, Lonny, though she hadn't taken too much note of his name. He was cute, yes, and she hoped that he would stay around to do her make-up, not only because he was great at what he did, at painting on her face in a way that accentuated her natural features, but because he had a great-tasting cock too. She could only imagine how he would feel inside her, but that was not something, surely, that she would have time to both indulge in and savour before she had to go on.

That was a shame.

"Ohhhh... We have to get you ready... Mmph..." Lonny squirmed. "You've got to get ready for the show..."

Jane grinned, nuzzling up to his cock, the mare big-bodied and taller than him, larger in all ways. She didn't take any prisoners and the pure white of her coat betrayed absolutely nothing about her innocence, for there was no innocence at all to be had there.

The stallion winced, the mare's red lipstick smearing a little on his length. Even the special topcoat that he had used was not enough to stop it from smudging, the make-up artist groaning as his work, at least in part, was undone.

"Jane, please, miss..." Lonny whimpered, though he was flattered by the attention and rocking into her mouth lightly, wanting more, the flat of the mare's tongue pressed up to the underside of his cock. "I don't want... Unnff... Oh, that feels...so good... But...your make-up!"

Jane didn't care about any of that, however, not as she stroked his cock firmly, her hand closed around his shaft, pumping up and down.

"Oh, are you worried?" She teased him, letting her blonde mane fall forward, though there was nothing shy or demure about her. "Don't you want to pump it up and down with me?"

It was a quote, of course, from one of her workout videos, but turned sexual, brought into a new light as he groaned and nodded, his black mane flipping to the side.

"Yes... Oh, no... But, yes?"

Lonny didn't know what to say, squirming in place, the chair nice and padded but rotating slightly from one side to the other. It was too easy to go along with whatever it was that the big, dominant mare wanted, her breasts so large and full that he could barely drag his eyes from them. Dimly, the stallion was aware that he should not be staring, but that was not all that bad, not when it was Jane who had put herself there in that position, down on her knees, even though it did not feel submissive at all.

On the contrary, it was him that was submissive, small and shrinking into the chair, prey to her whims. Her dominance was easy to fall into and under, letting her, figuratively, rest her large hoof on top of him, wanting to wriggle and squirm back into his place like a good little pony. That the make-up brushes had been cast aside in her insistence on getting his cock out of his black trousers and into her mouth didn't escape Lonny's attention, however. His shirt was too tight, restrictive on his chest, and he panted softly, wishing that he had the confidence to pop a button or two on the top, all so that he could be that little bit more comfortable.

But he didn't have the chance for that, not as she jerked him off. He tried to resist, tried to pull back, but the problem there was that there was still her make-up, everything that he had worked so hard on. Lonny whimpered. Oh, Jane had almost been ready to head out to the film set and now he was going to have to practically start all over again to make sure that her make-up was up to his standards. He couldn't have sub-par work going out when his name was attached to it!

He didn't want to do a bad job, not as she licked her lips and murmured to him, eyes sparkling and dancing, taking her dominance without hardly doing anything at all.

"Come on, cutie," she cooed. "Cum for me and I'll let you do my make-up again. We'll both get what we want..."

He nickered, shaking his head.

"No! If I cum...like this...I'm going to ruin it!"

Jane chuckled.

"What do you think you're going to ruin, sweetheart? There's nothing here that can't be fixed, not in the name of fun..."

He whined and shook his head, nodding at her, meaning her make-up, but Jane wasn't half as worried about something as trivial as that as he was. What did it matter, after all, if they ran late and he had to re-do her make-up? Half the fun in that, for her, was getting to mess it all up in the first place...

But Lonny didn't have to know that as she lapped over the head of his cock, running her tongue around the fleshy, flaring tip, knowing that the little stallion was close. Why were the little ones so cute? She always went for them, enjoying how they squirmed, but there was so much more to lust for with him, knowing that she had already messed up her make-up. Well, if she had already gone that far, there was no sense at all in holding back...

Not that Jane ever did that either. That wouldn't have been setting a very good example for her clients either!

He squirmed delightfully, though she knew he was close, pushing him there, her hand moving more quickly up and down, over his medial ring. The mare used some of his pre-cum, dripping lightly from the tip of his cock, to lubricate his length, allowing the glide of her hand to move more smoothly, though there was nothing that would stop Jane from getting what she wanted, especially now that she had started.

He whimpered and nickered and begged her to think of her make-up, but she wasn't worried about that, not at all, not as she jacked him off until he could hold back no more. He moaned and arched his back, shoving his hips as much up from the chair as he could. And yet he knew, even then, that all his hard work was being ruined as he spent his load, jets of cum splattered out over the mare's gorgeous face, covering her eyes as she closed them, dripping down her cheeks, running over her lips. Jane even smirked and opened her mouth to catch some of it in there, pearly strands twisting together on her tongue, though there was more still, oh yes.

She'd chosen well in her little stallion, however, for he could cum and cum, spending more and more, rope after rope of his cream shooting across her face. It even dripped and drooled down her neck to her chest, splattering over her large tits, soaking into the top side of her workout top where it cut over her tits just above her nipples. There seemed to be no end to it as she took pleasure in her kinky control over him, luxuriating right where she was, chuckling through the splattering deluge, delicately wiping it from her eyes but letting the rest sit there as she licked her lips clean.

"Mmm... Seems you will have something of a job left to do with me, cutie... I do hope you don't mind a mare keeping you a little, ah...late."

Not that Lonny had any choice in the matter, slumping in the chair, looking over her in a mix of arousal and horror. He didn't know how he could still be as turned on by her when he was horrified that he would have to re-do everything, that her lipstick was smudged and her mascara had run, but that she still looked as beautiful as ever.

More than that, Lonny thought, gulping hard, sitting back, panting heavily. It was wrong to be as attracted to her as he was, but it was even hot to see her with her hair ruffled, her make-up a mess, his ears twitching. Jane licked her lips again, making a show of scooping the cum up from her breasts to swallow, pressing a finger between her lips and succulently sucking it off.

"You were always exactly where I wanted you, darling," she murmured, sitting back a little so that he got the full effect, looking her over as if he was seeing Jane in a new light. "Don't you worry, you're not going to get in any trouble for this. No one gets in trouble when Jane is looking after them."

He relaxed a little, though that, to be honest, had not even been in his mind at all. Yet he couldn't take his eyes off her, pursing his lips, thinking hard, despite being in quite a state where thinking itself wasn't as easy as it should have been. It was always like that for a stallion like him when his cock was softening.

The way her make-up had smudged, where it had smeared, how the cum dripped down her face... It was messy, but it was beautiful too, giving him an idea.

With a grin, the stallion lunged for his make-up tools and palettes, gesturing to the chair as Jane sat back on her hooves, crouching, surprised by his sudden flurry of activity. In his haste, however, Lonny had forgotten to tuck his cock back away. Not that she minded...

"I've got the perfect idea!" He chirped, blushing hard as he fumbled for the wipes. "Buuut, we've got to get you clean first. May I?"

Jane smiled, taking the offered seat, ears pricked. So, the little one had some spark to him, after all...

"Of course, cutie. Do your best!"

As always, he would, the mare his inspiration as she always had been...