Hung Like a Stallion - Part 1: The Shetland Pony - Sex Stories

Hung Like a Stallion - Part 1: The Shetland Pony

... Barbie suddenly had a horrifying thought. “What if I’m not good enough?” The Inspector chuckled. “Don’t worry about that; you’re great!” he said in a slightly overeager voice. Barbie recalled noticing the cop’s aroused expression during the show and could not help but wonder how to react; should she be creeped out or thankful for the complement? “Th… thanks,” she stuttered, opting for the ladder. An awkward pause ensued before the inspector got to his feet and, making sure to keep Barbie from seeing his cum-stained pants, headed for the exit. “Just return to your cover apartment and act normal until you are contacted for your next performance,” he said, then vanished through the door leading out of the building. Barbie was left sitting there, covered in cum and unsure what to do. She decided the first step was to wash the thick layer of cum that still covered every inch of her body. Getting to her feet, she grabbed a towel from her locker and strolled over to the showering room. Ten minutes later, she came back out, her body free from cum and glistening with water. “Wow!” she heard a male voice say when she entered the changing room. She turned to find the announcer standing to her left. Barbie had not really paid any attention to him before, but now that he stood before her, she realized just how disgusting he truly was. Grossly overweight, his clothes were filthy and his hair was slicked back with way too much hair gel. To make things worse, his mouth was open in amazement ...

... as he looked Barbie up and down. Though he had assisted the teen’s performance, he was breath taken at the sight of her up-close beauty. The gaze of fifty people upon her was one thing, but a one-on-one ogling session soon made the nude teen uncomfortable. Wrapping the towel around her body, she snapped the man back to reality. “Sorry,” he apologized as he averted his eyes. “I just wanted to come give you your money.” Barbie was surprised. “Money?” It was the announcer’s turn to her surprised. “You know, for the performance.” “Ohhh…” gasped Barbie, realizing she had almost blown her cover. After all, why would anyone perform such perverse acts if not for large sums of money? That is, unless they worked for the cops. Barbie smiled innocently and the man seemed to buy it, because he pulled out a stack of hundred dollar bills and handed her five. “Thanks,” said Barbie, taking the money. “You’re welcome,” said the man and turned to leave. But before her could make it two steps, he turned back around. “Great show!” he added. “Thanks,” said Barbie as she watched him leave. She was so disgusted by the gross man that she considered taking another shower. But she opted against it and instead headed to her locker. Moments later, she had slipped into one of her skimpy outfits. Grabbing her purse and sliding the money into it, she headed for the exit. Stepping outside, she sighed in relief as she inhaled the fresh air—well, fresh compared to the smell of rancid cum mixed with sweat and ...