The Club
The beat of the music pounded Johns eardrums as the ponies around him danced and stomped to their hearts content. He really didn't have a thing for clubs, but he only came for the good drinks they served. Tonight was like any other typical Friday night after a long week of work and he came and sat down at the bar and ordered his regular drink to drown out his pain and sorrows. John worked as a construction worker for the Ponyville Construction Co. and he already hated the job only after the first 2 months of working there.
John sighed as the weight of being the only human in Ponyville dawned on him as he took a small sip feeling like an outcast. It seemed like everything was out to get him. He was always yelled at by his boss, his coworkers discriminated against him and bullied him on the job. Even in public when he wasn't working he would get strange stares from other ponies as he carried on about his business trying act normal and just blending in. But who else wouldn't notice a 6 foot 2 tall guy walking around a town full of ponies. Friends were also a problem since no one really ever talked to him, and things just kept piling up to make John feel worse and worse each day.
John took a long sip from his drink and cringed a little at the strong alcohol and sighed as he continued to contemplate his life and its worth.
“Hey bartender...get me another drink would ya!” he heard a raspy female voice call out.
John glanced over and stared at the griffin beside him surprised to see something that actually wasn't a pony. He stared at her taking notice of how her feathers shimmered and cascaded in the light making her look almost like a goddess. He couldn't really get a good look of her body as she was sitting on a stool but he didn't care as it seemed like she already had a nice form.
Gilda downed the drink in one gulp and growled as she slammed the glass down. She glanced over and noticed John staring at her and she quickly snapped at him already not in a good mood.
“AND WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU LOOKING AT?!” Gilda said as she dug her claws into the counter.
John quickly snapped back to reality and blinked as he stuttered.
“Oh. I-I..uh...I..was..just...Sorry...I was just looking at how beautiful you were…”he said.
Gilda let out a low growl beginning to feel annoyed,"Why don't you take a picture and jerk off to it later cause you're not getting a piece of this ass tonight!"
John blinked and looked at her questioningly. "All I was doing was giving you a compliment"
Gilda scoffed and waved it off not paying attention to it. "Pft, yeah right. That's what all you stupid guys say when your drunk, but don't really mean it. All you guys wanna do is just hit it and quit it. You males only think with y'alls dicks."
John felt a little heart broken and wanted to make things better, not wanting to start things off on the wrong foot. "No No, I do mean it, you are a very beautiful griffin. The most prettiest and most beautiful one I've ever seen. And also I'm not like those other guys..er stallions really. Im just trying to be a good friend and give a compliment to a pretty lady."
Gilda blushed slightly as no one really ever told her that before and she smiled, as the heat and fire in her slowly started dying away. But she suddenly snapped back and eye'd John carefully. "Oh yeah, well, how do I know you mean it and you're not trying anything."
John let out a small chuckle and smiled at her, "Trust me, I'm not like any of these douchebags here. I respect women and I respect you. Im not the type who wants a quickie or anything. I'm just looking for a good friend just to have fun with and maybe even hangout if possible."
Gilda smiled back at John and punched him in the shoulder in hard yet playful manner. " You know, your all right." Gilda said as she let out a long sigh of relief. " Its nice to finally meet someone whose not trying to bang me every 10 seconds. Also I'm Gilda by the way."
John winced at the punch and rubbed his sore shoulder and chuckled softly letting out a small silent grown of pain, "John."
"S-So Gilda what brings you here to pony club?"John asked nervously.
Gilda huffed and ordered another drunk and took a sip. "Eh...I've been having friend problems cause of my damn attitude that I can't control sometimes." She sighed and lowered her head. "Its ruined a lot of things for me so I was bummed out and came here to drown out my pain, but... as you saw earlier, I kind of snapped at the bartender cause he was taking to long to make my drink. Im not really mean or I don't try to be for the most part. I just want someone to see for who I am...past my attitude and everything." Gilda said with sadness in her voice.
John slowly reached out a hand and rubbed her back and Gilda let out small pur of comfort and sighed softly before she came back to herself again and punched the same spot on his shoulder again. "And don't you dare call me a softy bub!"
John cringed and sighed, "I wouldn't dare dream of it Gilda, but what confuses me are all these mixed personalities. We are friends Gilda, you can be yourself around me."
Gilda huffed again and flicked her tail "Yeah but I don't want these ponies thinking I'm not or not hardcore or anything. I have a reputation to uphold here."
John tilted his head, "And that is?"
Gilda looked at him and blinked. "Well, being a badass of course."
There was short pause and then both of them began to laugh and they both took a sip of there drinks.
There was long moment of awkward silence between the two as John started to enjoy the company of Gilda while Gilda had turned her head to hide her light blush under her feathers as she started to feel a little something towards John.
Gilda started to think of something to say when suddenly her favorite song came on and she started to bob her head to the music. “H-Hey John…….Wanna dance?” Gilda asked nervously.
John gave a small smile and nodded as he followed Gilda over to the dance floor crowded with ponies. They stood near the back so they wouldn't be noticed and began to dance. He smiled and danced to music stumbling over his own feet a few times as he was still a little tipsy.
Gilda laughed at John she smiled and turned away from him and began to shake her hips in his direction. She bobbed her head and swayed her hips to the music as she danced not having a care in the world.
While they where dancing John decided to take a quick peak of Gilda’s nice curvy body and smiled as the lights reflected off her form. His eyes soaked in the lovely sight of her powerful and muscular legs as they complimented the fine form of her body. He decided to look lower since she wasn't looking and stared at her round ass. He had to admit to himself Gilda did take good care of her figure as he stared at her plump furry ass as it bounced and jiggled to his pleasure, her snake like tail teased him as it swayed side to side with her hips.
Just as the music died down Gilda took a step back and pressed her ass fully onto Johns crotch and froze.
John was in heaven as he felt his cock grow hard in his pants against Gilda's furry ass. The firm yet still soft pressure of her ass against his crotch was a whole new feeling for John and he let a soft moan and gently pushed forward into her ass trying to feel more.
Gilda only stared back at John as she felt his meat throb in his pants against her ass. She blushed a little more and she gave a small chuckle as she thought in her mind. "ohhh an ass man huh...well lets see how you do when I grind on you."
The music began to pick up again to the next song and Gilda grinned evilly in her mind and she slowly started to grind and sway her hips on Johns crotch to the slowly rising beat of the song.
John couldn't believe what he was seeing as he let out another soft moan as Gilda began to grind her sexy ass on his crotch making him harder than ever before.
Gilda smiled and wrapped her tail around John's waist as she sandwiched his cock between her ass and she bounced it playfully. She dropped her ass to the beat of the music and slowly rose it up against Johns length and she smiled and lowered her chest to the floor raising more of her ass and shook it sided to side making John moan again. Gilda got more and more turned on as she grinded on John. His hard throbbing cock pressing back up against her ass her was sending her over the top as dirty thoughts flooded her mind as she imagined John taking her a stuffing her tight snatch.
Gilda and John grinded to a few before Gilda couldn't take it any more and she looked back at John blushing. "H-hey John wanna come over to place?" She said trying to talk over the loud music as they still continued to grind.
John only nodded to embarrassed to say yes as they stopped dancing and Gilda pulled off John. To his surprise there was a wet stain on the bulge of his pants and Gilda's face blushed to new red and this time John began to laugh.
Gilda growled and punched him gut hard enough to make him stop and proceeded to head towards the exit, "Come on you dork!"
John coughed and gasped little but still smiled and followed Gilda out the club to her home.