Black Light: Facade
Excerpt By Livia Grant
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“Such a good little filly. It’s time to do an exam. I’ve inspected you from head to hoof. The only thing left now is your internal inspection.”
Sean unbuttoned his cuffs, rushing to fold the fabric up his forearms before stepping closer.
She no doubt was expecting his cock to do the probing, so her groan of disappointment when she felt three of his fingers stroking her instead made him smile. She was so fucking wet and smelled like sex as he tested her, adding a fourth finger—and then steepling his thumb in and piercing through the copious juice spilling out of her pussy to push until he buried his right hand inside her cunt. His filly cried out around her gag as he forged forward until he was buried up to his wrist.
Sean paused long enough to give her a chance to stomp her safe word. He suspected if any woman in the club could handle an impromptu fisting, it would be his little pornstar, but he also didn’t want to make any assumptions. She was retired after all, and a BDSM novice.
As his right fist flexed inside her, his left palm connected with the punished skin of her ass. He didn’t even try to hide his grin when Karly’s animalistic growl returned, this time accompanied by the sexiest damn wiggle of her ass he’d ever seen. If he wasn’t going to move his fist, she was determined to throw her body around in an attempt to find the friction she was so desperate for.
My little pony is ready to be ridden hard and put away wet.
To be gentle with her would be insulting. Karly Starr came to Black Light to get laid. More accurately, she was desperate to come.
As he toyed with her, flicking her clit with his free hand, he taunted her. “It’s time you learned. Any asshole with a dick can fuck you, Karly. Hell, most of the Doms in the club are even up to the challenge of making you come. But that’s not good enough. I’m going to make you lose control tonight.” The words were the truth. He wouldn’t be happy with their game of chance unless he made her take her first ever trip to subspace.
So he got to work, flexing his fingers inside her into a tight fist, then extending them, brushing the walls of her tight pussy, searching for that magical g-spot. He knew he struck gold when her knees suddenly buckled, her ass dropping fast enough his hand got yanked all the way back to her wet, dripping lips.
Sean hugged her waist from behind, lifting her back into position just as he shoved his fist back inside her, this time deeper until several inches of his forearm stretched her open wide. With the hard bit in her mouth, the only sounds Karly could make were appropriately animalistic growls as he flexed his fingers, probing every nook and cranny of her cunt, pulling his arm in and out, emulating how his cock would be fucking her later.
The first contractions of her pussy walls squeezed his fist just as he used his left hand to pull the thick tail plug out of her ass and shove it back into place. She took the double-penetration like the pro that she was, but he needed to push her harder… higher.
“That’s it! Take it. Take more, Karly,” he dared her. His left palm moved to her ass cheek with a loud crack. His right hand flexed inside her, exploring until he found that special button again. He was playing her body like a musical instrument. Experimenting with different combinations until he found the perfect harmony to make her fly high.
Sean flicked the g-spot deep inside her like he was strumming the strings of a guitar just as he drummed a hard and fast beat across her punished ass with his other palm. Karly exploded with a scream as squirt after squirt of wetness shot from her pussy, drenching his jeans in her juices.
He’d made Karly fucking Starr squirt.
I wonder if they pass out trophies for special accomplishments like this.
But he wasn’t done. His left fingers slid through her wetness, on a mission to find her clit. The second he found it, Sean pinched her button and resumed strumming her g-spot. Karly’s legs collapsed from under her again, but he was ready. He lifted her until her boots left the floor completely. He literally held her up from behind, one arm around her waist, hand on her clit while his right arm had her skewered so deep he was grateful he’d rolled his sleeves up.
A smattering of applause from the crowd of spectators gathered around their platform coincided with the subsiding of the contractions squeezing his fist. With regret, he pulled his arm out, careful to still hold her steady until she was able to stand on her own two feet again.
“Whoa, there. I’ve got you now,” he reassured her.
It took nearly five minutes to strip his filly of her pony outfit. He sure as hell hoped Black Light had a good dry-cleaning service on retainer because the club’s pony play gear was in desperate need of deep cleaning, and he couldn’t be prouder.
Sean unbuttoned his cuffs, rushing to fold the fabric up his forearms before stepping closer.
She no doubt was expecting his cock to do the probing, so her groan of disappointment when she felt three of his fingers stroking her instead made him smile. She was so fucking wet and smelled like sex as he tested her, adding a fourth finger—and then steepling his thumb in and piercing through the copious juice spilling out of her pussy to push until he buried his right hand inside her cunt. His filly cried out around her gag as he forged forward until he was buried up to his wrist.
Sean paused long enough to give her a chance to stomp her safe word. He suspected if any woman in the club could handle an impromptu fisting, it would be his little pornstar, but he also didn’t want to make any assumptions. She was retired after all, and a BDSM novice.
As his right fist flexed inside her, his left palm connected with the punished skin of her ass. He didn’t even try to hide his grin when Karly’s animalistic growl returned, this time accompanied by the sexiest damn wiggle of her ass he’d ever seen. If he wasn’t going to move his fist, she was determined to throw her body around in an attempt to find the friction she was so desperate for.
My little pony is ready to be ridden hard and put away wet.
To be gentle with her would be insulting. Karly Starr came to Black Light to get laid. More accurately, she was desperate to come.
As he toyed with her, flicking her clit with his free hand, he taunted her. “It’s time you learned. Any asshole with a dick can fuck you, Karly. Hell, most of the Doms in the club are even up to the challenge of making you come. But that’s not good enough. I’m going to make you lose control tonight.” The words were the truth. He wouldn’t be happy with their game of chance unless he made her take her first ever trip to subspace.
So he got to work, flexing his fingers inside her into a tight fist, then extending them, brushing the walls of her tight pussy, searching for that magical g-spot. He knew he struck gold when her knees suddenly buckled, her ass dropping fast enough his hand got yanked all the way back to her wet, dripping lips.
Sean hugged her waist from behind, lifting her back into position just as he shoved his fist back inside her, this time deeper until several inches of his forearm stretched her open wide. With the hard bit in her mouth, the only sounds Karly could make were appropriately animalistic growls as he flexed his fingers, probing every nook and cranny of her cunt, pulling his arm in and out, emulating how his cock would be fucking her later.
The first contractions of her pussy walls squeezed his fist just as he used his left hand to pull the thick tail plug out of her ass and shove it back into place. She took the double-penetration like the pro that she was, but he needed to push her harder… higher.
“That’s it! Take it. Take more, Karly,” he dared her. His left palm moved to her ass cheek with a loud crack. His right hand flexed inside her, exploring until he found that special button again. He was playing her body like a musical instrument. Experimenting with different combinations until he found the perfect harmony to make her fly high.
Sean flicked the g-spot deep inside her like he was strumming the strings of a guitar just as he drummed a hard and fast beat across her punished ass with his other palm. Karly exploded with a scream as squirt after squirt of wetness shot from her pussy, drenching his jeans in her juices.
He’d made Karly fucking Starr squirt.
I wonder if they pass out trophies for special accomplishments like this.
But he wasn’t done. His left fingers slid through her wetness, on a mission to find her clit. The second he found it, Sean pinched her button and resumed strumming her g-spot. Karly’s legs collapsed from under her again, but he was ready. He lifted her until her boots left the floor completely. He literally held her up from behind, one arm around her waist, hand on her clit while his right arm had her skewered so deep he was grateful he’d rolled his sleeves up.
A smattering of applause from the crowd of spectators gathered around their platform coincided with the subsiding of the contractions squeezing his fist. With regret, he pulled his arm out, careful to still hold her steady until she was able to stand on her own two feet again.
“Whoa, there. I’ve got you now,” he reassured her.
It took nearly five minutes to strip his filly of her pony outfit. He sure as hell hoped Black Light had a good dry-cleaning service on retainer because the club’s pony play gear was in desperate need of deep cleaning, and he couldn’t be prouder.