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Chapter 9 - Princess and El
This work also appears at http://www.ranch.demon.co.uk/
Lucinda, an attractive 26-year-old advertising executive, is bored
with her shallow job. Peter, a 39-year-old ex-football playing
network trouble-shooter from America, introduces her to the world
of pony-play. She seeks a hedonistic but trusting relationship
whereas he wishes to add her to his long list of trophies.
A Pony Tale chronicles her experiences and challenges during
this journey.
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Chapter 9
Princess and El
Charles went on to explain how the events previously demonstrated worked
in a larger arena and outside. The grooms, meanwhile, cleared the area
and returned leading Princess and El.
Lucinda was spellbound.
Princess of the Night was on all fours.
Her arms had been extended to form pony-like forelegs complete with
hooves that matched her boots. These allowed her to walk in a
surprisingly effective way with her tail and head proudly raised, she
wiggled her hips and tossed her head as she trotted in.
Lucinda, like the rest of the audience, was pleased to see El now
resplendent in his naked glory. The attributes that earned him the title
of stallion were more than adequate and his thick prick hung languidly
between his legs. Again, someone had been liberal with the baby oil and
his entire body glistened in the lights.
Although they both wore bridles, neither had a bit nor reins.
The groom pulled their bridles to lead them to opposite ends of the room
and left them. Princess slowly wandered about casually ignoring the
proceedings and El started to swagger and flex like a wrestler limbering
up before a bout.
Charles announced.
'Thank you for you indulgence tonight. I hope we've managed to inform,
entertain and intrigue you a little.
'The final piece is not an event but a reward for our winning stallion
from earlier. His prize, if you haven't already guessed, is to be a stud
for the delectable Princess.'
He gestured at her but she merely pawed at a spot on the ground.
'As you can see, she is not particularly interested. Her stud will have
to arouse her heat first and then claim his reward.
'Ladies and gentlemen, El Caballo Padre de Castell n and Princess of the
Night!'
The crowd cheered and Charles backed off to leave the two magnificent
looking ponies alone together.
Princess continued to inspect the floor as El trotted noisily around on
the other side of the arena occasionally stomping his hooves on the
ground and snorting.
The girl swung her head to see what all the noise was about and tossed
her long mane in total indifference before turning her back on him.
Lucinda noticed that this time, however, she was standing with her rear
feet further apart and thrusting her rump back as she swung her hips
suggestively.
Her tail swished across the tops of her bare legs and exposed flashes of
her sex to him. She was clearly aroused and her inner labia and vulva
peeked seductively from between her outer lips. Lucinda's own legs
tensed and she pressed herself into her seat as she imagined how that
must have felt with the tail fanning a gentle breeze over her sensitive
parts.
Princess was not the only one aroused. El's member slowly filled with
blood and hung thick and heavy between his legs as he kept his gaze
glued to her rear. He sauntered across the arena with his penis and
balls swaying from side to side.
As he invaded her space, she snorted and trotted a few steps sway from
him then resumed her sexual display and detailed inspection of the
ground.
Undaunted, El followed, each time reducing the distance between them as
she started to only give a little skip at each approach and raised her
rear slightly more on every pause. Eventually she stopped and turned her
head to look back at him.
He pretended not to notice that she'd stopped and, instead, he walked
straight past her and just bumped her thigh with his hip. She skipped on
again and he repeated the action a few more times until she managed to
bump him first.
He grinned and rubbed his hip along the side of her body causing her to
stagger a little.
This courtship dance was repeated a couple of times and she finally
pushed with her forelegs to hold her ground and turned her head to face
him. He stopped halfway along her side, bent his head to her neck and
started to nuzzle her.
She dropped her head and rolled her shoulders in pleasure then met his
nuzzles with nuzzles of her own. Their nuzzling turned to kisses and
licking of each other's face, neck and ears until he was almost leaning
across her back and they were locked in a long passionate kiss.
Still licking and gently nipping her neck and back he worked his hips
nearer to her front until he was in line with her shoulders.
He was now fully, and very impressively, erect in the space between
them. His glans shone in the light like a small fist in a purple silk
glove and the veined foreskin withdrew over his thick shaft. The
Princess could not fail to see his arousal and pawed the ground a few
times as she swung her hips harder. She slid her feet further apart and
gave little thrusts with her rear.
The audience could clearly see every detail of her swollen lips and the
dark entrance between them. The smell of her musk seemed to reach her
suitor and, nostrils flaring, he also started to paw the ground and
worked his head towards her hips.
She suddenly jumped and giggled as he nipped a ticklish part of her
waist then she resumed her inviting pose. He had turned completely and
they now stood side by side facing in opposite directions. He slid his
tongue down the outside of her thigh until he could place his left palm
on the floor to steady himself. He flicked her tail over her hip with
his other hand before placing that on the floor. She twisted her fully
exposed rump with the little base of her tail sticking proudly out of
her anus towards him and rubbed her mane along his lower back and hips.
Lucinda smiled as she counted nine legs.
Now Princess had stopped her swaying. She slid her forelegs outwards and
arched her back like a stretching cat. She held this position and El
rubbed his face along her thigh and up towards his prize. He kissed and
nipped the sensitive inside of her thigh. She closed her eyes and
moaned, her trembling sex only inches above him.
Lucinda was almost moaning too as she felt a corresponding need to have
that handsome face buried in her own pussy.
Infuriatingly, he merely stood up behind her and, placing his palms on
her cheeks, started to buffet her rump and thighs with the head of his
penis as he sought to enter her.
She gave a little squeal of surprise and skipped forwards a few paces
then turned to face him.
It was his turn to act coy now.
He placed his feet apart, stood upright with his back half turned to
Lucinda, held his hands behind him and stared into the distance like an
actor in some tacky men's clothing ad.
The sight of his dimpled buttocks made Lucinda slip her hand under her
skirt and start to give herself the relief that Princess had been
denied. Her eyes flicked between those tensed muscles and his engorged
penis that jutted proudly into the space before him. Lucinda placed a
fingertip just above her little button.
Suddenly, she her wrist was gripped and Peter tugged her hand away.
'Later' he reminded her with a grin and she pouted.
'Spoilsport!'
'Pay attention you little hussy,' he whispered.
Princess peered at El from under her fringe. She frowned and wiggled her
rear impatiently.
The audience giggled as she peered at his huge erection and cocked her
head to one side. She took a noisy step nearer, stopped and peered
again, this time swishing her tail wildly. Liking what she saw, she
minced around in front of him then rubbed her head and body along his
loins giving his prick a playful tap with her hip as she passed.
He stiffened his jaw, and also his erection, Lucinda noticed, and then
he continued to stare into space.
Princess frowned again, nudged his glans with her forehead and backed
away to watch the reaction. This caused another little giggle then she
repeated the action - his expression showed continued indifference, the
quivering of his magnificent penis suggested otherwise.
Princess trotted around him in a circle, all the time remaining in
contact with his body until she stopped and nuzzled his buttocks and
hips with her head and cheek. Her tongue flicked at his anus where his
tail entered him and he gasped. She grinned and moved around to his
balls, letting her hair stroke and caress him there as she licked the
base of his shaft.
Her actions were stimulating her as much as him. She locked her legs and
thrust her rear backwards with her tail quivering like his erection. The
two of them were only paces from the top table and Lucinda could plainly
see that the pony girl's inner lips were as wet and puffy as her own
felt.
Princess wiggled her hips around until she presented her rump to the
rest of the audience. As she did this, her attention moved up his shaft
until she could run her tongue tip around the edge of his glans. He had
the grace to groan but still remained impassive. She shrugged, lifted
her head, took a deep breath, opened her mouth wide and swallowed a good
fifty-percent of his shaft.
Lucinda was amazed she could do that without choking. From her vantage
point, Lucinda could see Princess's throat was filled with his penis and
still she eased a little more in.
She looked up at him adoringly and fluttered her eyelashes.
He glanced down then away again, but wore a slight smile.
She moved her head back and allowed her lips to trail saliva along the
exposed length in one sloppy, sensuous suck.
Princess stopped with her lips giving the very tip a little kiss, she
looked up at him and cocked her head. He met her gaze, put his hands
behind his head like a Flamenco dancer and thrust slightly. Her eyes lit
up and she rocked forwards and sank down on his shaft again, this time
taking even more of him into her throat.
'Oh my God!' Lucinda murmured.
Lucinda tore her eyes away. You could have heard a pin drop. Everyone
was riveted to the tableau before them and Lucinda noticed a few hands
playing with their partner's or their own genitals, sometimes both.
Recently chastised, Lucinda had to content herself with rubbing her
thighs together.
Even with her mouth and throat stuffed, Princess cocked her head again
and looked quizzically at her stud. The thought, 'Hello Mr. President'
flashed through Lucinda's mind and she suppressed a giggle. El smiled at
his mare and nodded before taking a step back.
Princess jumped and turned at the same time landing simultaneously on
all four feet. She manoeuvred into a comfortable position, then
straightened and locked her legs and arms. She turned and faced him end
thrust her inviting sex backwards.
He rolled his hips and positioned himself between her legs, his hands
still locked behind his neck. He flexed his knees and buffeted her belly
and clitoris again with his penis.
It was Princess's turn to moan. She dropped her head and tried to meet
his thrusting with her own until his entire prick was covered with her
juices and the rhythm became more frantic.
Lucinda was transfixed as the couple jousted before her. Princess's
breasts hung in the space below her and bounced and jiggled with each
movement, her nipple rings catching the light.
He then started to alternately smack her buttocks with each sway, this
further aroused them both and the audience started to clap along with
the smacks.
Suddenly he could bear it no longer. He rocked his hips back, placed the
tip or his fully engorged prick between her soaking labia and sank his
entire length to the hilt as he arched his back and thrust upwards.
The crowd cheered and Lucinda was convinced that Princess's rear feet
left the ground as she let out a squeal of delight.
The pony girl regained her balance and sat back on each of his jolting
thrusts. The wet sound of their coupling and the slapping of his balls
filled the room. The crowd clapped louder with each thrust and some of
the spectators rose to their feet calling out words of encouragement, as
if they really needed any.
Lucinda couldn't have stood if she'd tried to. She felt like a jelly and
sank further into a hyper-aroused puddle as she fully appreciated why
the stallions were rewarded for their stamina.
The guy was unstoppable. He drove into the girl again and again, and
really did lift her legs off the ground such that only her vagina and
hands supported her on many occasions. From the sounds of pleasure she
emitted in rising and falling waves, Lucinda concluded that she had
probably climaxed from the very first penetration and was being held in
a state of near continuous orgasm.
Lucinda was very, very jealous as she gazed at his muscled thighs and
buttocks rippling before her wishing that, instead, they were rippling
behind her.
'Oh my God!' she muttered again, 'This is fucking amazing!'
Peter laughed, amused by the blatantly obvious observation she'd just
made.
'Amazing fucking too, my darling.'
Lucinda found herself joining in the chanting and bit on her knuckle as
she also rose unsteadily to her feet.
Suddenly El threw back his head and magnificent mane, gritted his teeth
and presented a profile of clenched jaw and utter bliss. His back
arched, gripped her hips tight and, lifting them towards him with his
knees bent and her feet hanging trembling in the air, he pumped his
semen deep inside her. The crowd let out a huge roar and applauded.
Some bright spark shouted 'More!' and everyone laughed as Princess gave
an exasperated, dazed look from a tangle of sweat-soaked hair.
The pair held their position until everyone had quietened down and the
exhausted couple had regained their breath, then Princess sank to her
elbows and knees and slid off his gradually deflating shaft.
A few sighs of delight came from the audience and another laugh and
ripple of applause followed as a huge dollop of spent semen dripped out
of her and splattered on the floor between her ankles.
'That'll take some explaining to the caretaker' thought Lucinda and was
absurdly reminded of the joke about 'Come Dancing'.
El smiled then bowed and held out a hand to Princess to help her to her
human feet only this time, she rested one fore-hoof on El's shoulder to
steady herself. Then she beamed at the audience, crossed one hoofed foot
over the other ankle and gave a little curtsey that caused another milky
droplet to hit the floor. Again, the crown applauded wildly with many
more cries of 'More!' and 'Encore!'
Lucinda half expected a little girl dressed in a tutu to appear carrying
a huge bouquet of flowers at any moment. Instead Charles appeared like
the director of a Corps de Ballet and thanked the pair who
bowed/curtsied once more and trotted off hand in hoof.
'That's it folks. Thank you once again. I wish you all a safe journey
home and look forward to seeing you at the Berkshire Trials in three
weeks. Goodnight!'
Lucinda clapped and turned to Peter as the lights came on.
'Don't you dare say 'Well?'' she warned.
As his mouth opened mutely, she added,
'You have me. Hook, line and sopping wet sinker. I want that!' she
pointed at where the two had performed, 'Now!'
He beamed and hugged her to him.
'Your wish is my command my little Princess.'
She grinned,
'Oh yes. I've also thought of a name. Lucky Lady. Because I am. I have
you.'
'Aw' he said and shuffled his feet.
She grinned, hooked her arm into his and snuggled against him.
She noticed he still had her panties in his hands and had twisted them
into a thin rope.
She was reminded of her vulnerability and state of arousal,
'Now' she said, 'about these living daylights that demand some serious
attention...'
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