This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.
All work is fiction intended for fantasy only, regardless of content, and consent must always be acquired when engaging in any sex act with another adult.
Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.
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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!"
