A residential human decides that since Ponyville has adjusted to his new living space quite well, he should give back to the community! His shop; set on giving confused mares their cutie marks! His requirement; Must be 18 years old. Quite a career!
From town to town, Steve has been known for being a real crowd pleaser. He has thrilled mares and colts all across Equestria! The fun soon comes to an end as he must make a gripping decision, either to continue his career as a Party Entertainer Extraordinaire, or move into a much more elusive performing job. The bills need to get paid somehow, and the bits are just one buck away...Does his shop in Ponyville bring him money and joy, or will the moral repercussions leave Steve mad with guilt? A shop intended only for mares, and only for legal ones at that... That is, until a fateful day The Cutie Mark Crusaders show up.
It was just a job, just a simple priority to ensure the customer was always right, and yet that's now what I make money for... I earn money from mares by fulfilling their personal needs, some casual, some kinky, and some passionate...But wasn't it all for the sake of my career? I needed to stop and think about all of this for a second.
KATCHINK!
The sound of my misdeeds hit the floor, and shines a glimmering gold sparkle in the dimmed room that I fester in. A bag of guilt, possibly containing one to two hundred bits of perverted memories and horrid flashbacks. Every one of those coins had a story to tell, a sick reminder of who and what I had done...I slowly lean down to the creaky floor board to pick up one bit, etched with a scuff on the front of the coin...A bite mark..
"Heh, I remember this little philly..."
I sigh to myself, pressing my fingers against the cold, hard metallic reminder of that night with Diamond Tiara...The night that started it all...When I was eighteen and ready to take on the world...
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"Alright mares and gentlecolts, put your hooves together for Steve, the one and only human with humor!"
The bright lights and cheery voice of my assistant give me the spark I need for this celebration to be! It was the birthday party of one Diamond Tiara, a snobby little mare who didn't take to the happy fun side of life...and preferred the glamour of money over a free good charitable event. Nonetheless, as a Party Planner Extraordinaire it was my duty to persuade any and all ponies with a smile! I fix up my wacky rainbow tuxedo and prepare to wow these ponies as I had been for the past three years, always a blast and always recommended from host to host.
"Ho, I sure do see a lot of interesting faces here! The most interesting being the fabulous birthday mare herself, Diamond Tiara! Come up and say a little something about yourself, sweetie."
With a toss of confetti and an eager smirk on my face, I reeled in the birthday mare with ease...She loved being the center of attention, and I figured this would be a great way to stay on her good side. This mare was a tuffy, and quite a handful to keep entertained, as she did not enjoy the simple birthday gauges I usually would perform.
"Hey there little philly, you having a good time?"
"Yes, I actually am...As long as these gifts keep coming!"
Diamond Tiara claimed, giving off a cute wink to her adoring crowd of school buddies, all attending with her at the local High School. We toss the microphone back and forward, almost like I was interviewing the attention loving mare.
"Now, how hold are you this fine day? Or should I say, how many years young are you?"
I cheesily quip, handing over the mic before getting a loud chuckle from the audience of parents, students, and all around ponies looking for a good time.
"Well, although it may seem silly, maybe even not cool...I'm celebrating my seventeenth birthday, Steve!"
The pink mare said with a grin, giving off the impression that she may have been a little old to still throw a party like this...But what the hay!? Why not? It sure as hell made me happy, and richer by fifteen bits. Days like these though, I cared more about making ponies happy than making a profit...
"Aww, isn't that sweet folks? She could be having a kickass party with booze and music but instead she chose me...Let's give Diamond Tiara a big round of applause, everypony!"
WOOH! SQUEE! YEEHAW!
I take a bow and absolutely adore the loud cheers everypony gave, all the diversity and all the marryment...It was the finer things in life that kept me going; laughter being one stable I could always count on to make me happy. The time then draws near to the raffle, to pick one the many prizes that I always gave to the host or hostess of the party, always free and always a blast...I hand over the bright pink box for Diamond Tiara to pick, meanwhile my assistant gives off a well timed drumroll...
"Well why don't you read what you got to these nice ponyfolk!"
I said while the look on this mare's face was overjoyed with excitement...
"A smooch from the party planner!"
...I blink slowly while she says this, as just my luck she had picked the one and only raffle ticket I had intended to be a joke prize...but to the crowd of ponies and Diamond Tiara, it was no joke...
"Kiss her! Kiss her! Kiss her!"
The audience cheers in uniform while the mare giggles abruptly, tossing down the raffle ticket and coming close to me for a kiss...Just a friendly kiss, right? I would assume that it was all in good fun, but the shocking turn of events to follow clearly did not paint a kid friendly picture like I had hoped...
"WOOH!" "HEHE!" "GET IN THERE GOOD!" "SOMEPONY LIKES IT!"
The crowd goes crazy with laughs and excitement as the seventeen year old mare pressed her muzzle against my lips. Strong, passionate tongue work, along with locked hooves around my neck making me blush right then and there...I quickly take my lips off of her to receive a big hug from this sassy mare. I had just kissed a minor pony infront of all these people, including some of her family members!
"Well, how about that folks? This mare really knows how to welcome a guest...Heh, and here I thought I was the one who's supposed to hand out gifts."
I awkwardly sigh, attempting to keep my cool from the strong hug that this mare kept giving. It was all in good fun until I feel her hoof lower, down to my backside, and ultimately stopped on my ass. This being the last action before she trotted off the stage, giving me one good smirk while she left...If it wasn't for the audience that could've been a hell of a lot worse...Thankfully I que the music back on and nopony needed to get the cops on my trail.
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The party comes down around ten o'clock, me and my good DJ buddy deciding that we should wrap all our supplies up. A fabulous success indeed like I had planned, Filthy Rich hoofing me thirty bits for the supposed "riveting," performance. This was better than I ever could have imagined, as soon enough I could afford to fix up my traveling party shop to an actual stand in Canterlot.
"All closer to that pipe dream eh, Steve?"
My assistant chimes in, putting a hoof on my shoulder while he stared down at the money we had made. I nod back and quickly "hoof," over his cut and a little extra...This making him sigh and feel a little remorseful...
"Come on Steve, you need this more than I do, man...You've got a shop to open up, meanwhile I got a DJ career on the side."
"Oh, pish posh Larry...I would've crashed and burned if it weren't for your wacky sound effects and hip songs...You've never let me down these past three years and I've never questioned your tactics once..."
I said to the brown colt, giving him his pay plus an additional five bits...Due to the fact that when we first started this gig three years ago, I paid him in I.O.U.'s...I owed it to him, and to be honest, was thankful to have him. Then the bombshell dropped...
"Steve, listen...I got a record deal to go full time at some studio at Canterlot Records. It was a fun ride while it lasted, but I think we should move onto something bigger. You're an eighteen year old party planner for Celestia's sake...I could use somepony for the vocals-"
"Sorry Larry, but I made a commitment to make these ponies happy...I have to ride this out! My destiny is with these mares and stallions of Ponyville..."
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I breathe slowly and think back on the choice I had made, a cheap job that happened every couple of weeks, compared to a five year record deal...God, was I a fool! The parties only lessened, while Pinkie Pie took majority of my jobs...I feared that it would be the end of my wacky parties in Ponyville...Until last month!
I recall that day so vividly, as I was stuck with a hefty bill from the shop's construction...Then somepony came to the door, ultimately fixing my debt...A certain somepony from one of the parties I had hosted...
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THUNK! THUNK! THUNK!
"Calm down, calm down...I'll have the bits by next-"
My awkward stammering comes to a halt while I opened the door, to my surprise , Diamond Tiara was there...In the dead of night, wearing a frilly purple skirt and a bright pink top...She gave the impression that I was needed, as if there was some party I could attend at this very moment.
"H-Hey, Steve...Listen, I was wondering if I could hang out with you, or something. I could pay whatever you want, I just wanna hang out with you."
...
I nod and awkwardly comply to Diamond Tiara, letting her come into my shop and get a bit more comfortable. It was very strange to just hang out, with her of all mares, as word through the grapevine being that this mare was a real bitch! We then spend the next forty minutes conversing back and forward, just talking...Where I came from, what my interests were, and what made me tick...She thought it was weird that I loved making people happy, regardless of the payment...Which led to the next question...
"So, if you are the last species of human, like you think...What...How...? Ahem! Do you think you could fall in love, with a mare? I'm sure there are plenty of twenty one year old mares just waiting for someone like you to show up."
"Well, I don't think it would hurt to try, but I honestly never questioned a thing like that, Diamond Tiara...I mean I'm sort of married to my job, and focused more-"
...As I rambled on, this mare came closer and closer, finally making me shut up with a sloppy, wet kiss. The way she did this, while I was mid sentenced made me a little mad, yet turned on...I had met no other human in my life, and was raised my ponies...Therefore I sort of knew deep down in my heart, I'd be forced in a human and mare relationship at somepoint in my life...
All of this was way too much, and I couldn't deal with this right now... not with some snobby mare who I had hosted for. I pull back from the warm saliva and tight embrace, a thick strand of spit hanging off the pink mare's muzzle.
"Please let me continue, Orion...I only kissed you at my seventeenth birthday party to make somepony jealous...But it felt so good to just be a fake kiss...I want you. I want to help continue the human race..."
"N-No! I can't do this...We can't..."
I quickly sigh, hugging the mare and lifting her up, almost about to toss the mare out until she made me an offer I couldn't refuse.
"Orion, please! I'll pay you...I'll pay you fifteen hundred bits..."
1500!?
"F-Fifteen hundred!? For what?"
...
"Everything..."
The soft seductive word escapes her muzzle, a close kiss taking place and immediately winning me over. It was perfect! I only needed twelve hundred for the lease on the store, and the rest would be a nice little wallet stuffer. The odds were against me, and I had the ultimate decision to make...To whore out and save my store, or deny her and become broke and lose my store...
It was obvious what I had to do...
"S-Sure...I can come by whenever you-"
THUD!
"No! Buck me right here on the counter...I'll make it worth your while...Hehe!"
Diamond Tiara had sealed my fate, and changed the way I saw the mares of Ponyville. This was a once in a lifetime decision, and I hoped that this was all that I needed, never to do this again! The cuddly mare took a shiny bit out of her brown bag of money, and put the coin in her mouth...I suppose she was gonna need it for when we got started...
"Bite down on that when you feel like giving out a moan, okay, Diamond Tiara?"
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If only that was the case, and if only she was the only mare I needed to buck...But alas Ponyville was a town full of mares with special needs and wants...The day after I gave Diamond Tiara a bucking, more and more mares would show up to my shop, all wanting something different. As the crowd pleaser I was, I had no intentions of turning them down, just as long as they were eighteen and older.
I should have stopped once I hit ten thousand bits, but I knew I couldn't...I had to ride this out and see where it would take me...
Diamond Tiara, what a mare! She paid fifteen hundred bits for the whole shabang! I made sure that she left my shop with a nine month gift, or at least I hoped I did...One night of oral sex, kissing, and hardcore bucking, all for a lease on my new shop. I had bought a mini fridge, a mattress, and my own sewing machine, all thanks to that whore of a pink mare! The more I thought about it, the more I had to come to terms that I was the whore here...but regardless! I was ready to put that behind me and approach this new day as a Party Planner Extraordinaire!
The following day was quite different than the whole week before, as I had customers reserving parties left and right! I was such a fool, as I thought that all these mares wanted me as a party host...Well around the third customer in, I barely found out the obvious.
"Alright now who might this be for?"
"W-Well I was hoping we could have a private party...You know?"
...Mares kept asking me if I knew what that meant...A private party? I had thought the whole point of a party was to be social, and have fun with multiple ponies...How wrong I was!
...It had turned out that my little late night flank call from the other night had been gossiping to the other mares in Ponyville; I was getting requests for private parties like clockwork, and had foolishly interpreted them as social get togethers...
Mare by mare I was gaining bits and dishing pleasure, everypony had knew the name Steve by this afternoon. I felt so guilty, not knowing the mares by their names, but definitely recalling them by their faces and moans. I got some mares, like Cheerilee, who claimed to become a very loyal customer...Heh, and who could blame her? I loved hearing comments from these mares when they left my store, only the the most positive reviews had stuck with me...
"Thanks Steve...You're the best!"
"Aww, that's a muzzle I won't soon forget..."
"Mhmm, hope I'm not busy for a couple of months..."
"Heh, I wish I could take you home with me..."
It was a very busy day, and near the completion of the day, I thought I could whip up some sort of menu for the mares to make things easier...
Well a couple of minutes later, and some quick craftsmanship, I had made a wooden sign addressing these requests. I carved every word into the sign, and had thought it would be legit;
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"Mares must be 18 years of age; No exceptions.
Daily Requests: Cuddles and Kisses Package- 30 bits Heavy Petting- 50 bits Head till your Dead - 65 bits Anything & Everything - 80 bits
*Blank flanks buck free*
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I set the sign up next to me while I sat behind the counter, only minutes passing before I got a quick order. A tiny mare with bright jade eyes that glistened as she trotted, that sweet white fur with a purple and pink mane...Wow! I had never seen her around...
"Umm, I'd like to...Well I'd like to- Ahem!...It says blank flanks buck free...Is that true?"
"Why yes, little philly that is true, just as long as you're legally eighteen."
...The look on her face was priceless, an awkward blush spread across her face while her eyes darted across the room...
"I'll pay you ninety bits...Just please help me with my cutie mark...I just wanna see if experimenting can help get me my cutie mark."
...She didn't even respond to my legally eighteen question...It went wright over her mane, and for that matter, wright over my head...
"S-Sure, but there's no need for payment...It is my obligation to help mares with their problems and relieve their stress. Since your flank is blank, I'll help you for free."
"For free? I...I don't know what to say! Can I mention you to my other mare friends?"
...I immediately kick myself for saying blank flanks buck free, as I had no idea these mares were all together in one massive club...I lost so much money but it did not matter, as the twelve hundred and thirty five bits from my overall day of work was quite the generous haul already...
"Yes, mention me to your marefriends, and I'll help all of you...Now what's that pretty name of yours?"
I said, shrugging off the talk and attempting to get to business; I lean down and hold this mare's hoof, escorting her to the backroom of my shop, and sitting her down on my mattress. I quickly remove the bright red purse around her neck, and lay it on the counter with all my whacky party decorations and props.
This lovely mare fluttered those luminous jade eyes and fixed up her mane while she began to stutter her reply...
"My name is Sweetiebelle...but you can just call me sweetie..."
"Alright Sweetie, let's just see what we're dealing with here...I'll just unbutton this, and tug down here..."
My awkward fiddling with her clothes left me somewhat baffled, underneath her white shirt there was no bra...and just by removing that red, frilly skirt...That was it! This mare must have really prepared for this, as she was barely wearing anything! I then nerve up the feelings to come close to her blushing face, and attempt a kiss...
"Let's just...see what happens..."
In one slow unfinished sentence, I was tongue full of Sweetiebelle and hands full of breasts. The way this mare kissed was very strange, and a bit off, but I could care less on that...I couldn't get over how delicious this mare's saliva was...Such a distinct taste of assorted berries, all tasting different every time our tongues slapped against one another. I had to bring myself away from her muzzle, to ask about her blank flank. My fingers quickly lower down that luxurious fur, down between her legs...Two fingers deep...
"Mhmm, quite the kisser, Sweetie. What is your favorite thing to do? Usually these marks relate to some sort of hobby or special talent."
I slowly said to the giggling mare, for she took my comment the wrong way! I wanted to get some background info for her cutie mark, but this mare took as some sort of sexual request...I kept my hand on her fluffy mane, trying to keep her from sinking down to my pants...but alas I watch in horror while it was too late...
"Hmm, I'm really friendly and helpful to my friends...So maybe that'll be my Cutie Mark! I love helping people with their problems...No matter what!"
I nervously let out a loud sigh while she finishes up her outburst, and unzips my pants. The look on her face making me cringe with anticipation while she put a hoof on me, and began to speak again...
"I'm gonna help you right now, Steve...I'm gonna help you with this hard problem in your pants..."
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I contemplated all of my actions while this mare did her thing, slow constant surges of pleasure emitting off her bobbing head...The more I watched this mare get a mouthful, the less I could think...but I still felt a certain guilty pleasure out of this...Like I was better off being poor, than resorting to sexual escapades with some horny mares...
I then halt my thoughts while a massive wave of pleasure forces me to stare down at Sweetiebelle. Her constant actions and muffled moans making it so hard to concentrate...I then stroke her mane to let her know to ease down a bit.
"Heh, easy there Sweetie...I don't want you choking...Slow and steady wins the race."
I said while this mare just rolled her eyes, a bright blush on her face while she continued her job, just as fast and just as thorough...This mare tested my limits, as I close my eyes and think back to the thoughts that wandered my mind.
Helping mares relieve their stress and achieve their cutie mark...For Celestia's sake, I was basically a whore, a female fixation! The money was tainted with a negative glow, a sickening reminder of what I had done...Neigh, who I had done! I kept telling myself that this would be the last mare, this would be the last one! However these claims were not true, and I couldn't bring myself to say no to any of these mares...I had an obligation to make! As...a party planner...Extraordin-!
"Ah! Breathe, Sweetie...Breathe out your nose and swallow...Heh, that's it! Mhmm, maybe we'll get you a Cutie Mark for sucking cock..."
I sigh out, almost passed out from the pleasure that escaped my body...So much semen built up from today, so much I kept away from the other mares...and all of it for little Sweetiebelle...
*GULP* *GULP* *GULP*
"Mhmm...So sticky and warm! I hope I do get a Cutie Mark for...-"
The white mare stops for a second, to look back on her flank, and to both of our surprise...There was a mark...Not for being a blowjob queen, but one for being a superb friend...So vague yet so beautiful, three little cartoon hearts that formed a trinity on her flank, all thanks to me...
"It's a heart, a bright pink heart..."
"Oh wow! Thanks Steve...You don't know how much this means to me...I-I gotta tell Scootaloo and Applebloom!"
Sweetiebelle said, quickly buttoning up her shirt and tugging her skirt back on, deciding to leave without her purse...
"Heh, not even so much as a goodbye...Well I suppose she'll be back, after all she left her purse with her...I.D."
My mind goes blank and dead the second I reached in her purse to snoop around...That hard plastic piece of identification nearly killing me while I gazed up on it...I grow weary and sick to my stomach while I count the years on her card, compared to the present date. Over and over I count, and keep hoping that I was wrong...But I wasn't! This mare was seventeen, this mare that I had just helped was underage...
"Way to fucking go, Steve! You didn't even ask her age!"
I exclaim to myself, practically stabbing myself with a dagger of self thoughts while I grab her purse and rush up to the front of the store. This was embarrassing to say the least, and going to be an awkward discussion when Sweetiebelle returned...I then look down on the counter to see the shitty sign that I had made...and how I failed to abide my own rules.
I grab a nearby knife and engrave a cross next to my "Must be 18," notice, as there was clearly enough room for my mistakes there. The next fifty minutes of my life then became hell, as I both hated and loved myself for what I had done today...I turn around to mark my calendar with a red "X," to commemorate my deeds this day.
One Cutie Mark from an underage mare, and twelve hundred and thirty five bits, all drenched with sin and immorality...
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Things could only descend into madness from here, obviously...
Who would have thought one mare, neigh, one filly, could bring a halt to what was once the simple solution to my crippling debt...? Why was it her, Sweetiebelle of all mares...? When would I see her again? What the fuck was I going to do to resolve this mess of convoluted, demented, scenarios that I called my life...?
The night lingered on so uncomfortably, the actions performed that day still repressed into my subconscious, yet coming back to me whenever I was all alone. This troublesome white mare that got away and her bright ruby, red, purse drove me crazy, each and everyday! Mare after mare, bit after bit, I still thought about Rarity's little sister...Those magnificent jade pupils, mane of pink and purple swirls, and that cute whiny voice...It didn't matter who the customer was, my mind knew what mare I wanted...
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"Aww, Sweetie-!? I mean!...Oh, hehe, you taste so sweet, Cheerilee..."
"Hmm, Steve...Call me Ms. Cheerilee...Now come here and give this teacher another foal in the classroom!"
The horny school teacher sighed out against my lips, her hot steamy grunts coming to an end while we swapped saliva passionately. My complete ignorance had gone by un-noticed and without consequence; So much of my thoughts on Sweetiebelle and not to the mare that was here making love to me. It was fifteen minutes of being rode by this cute middle-aged mare, so hooves on, and so dirty...She was begging for my seed, hoping I was gonna give her more than just a quick buck. It was such a turn on, that a thirty five year old school teacher wanted me to knock her up...It made me want to- IT MADE ME WANT TO-
"Gah! Ms.Cheerilee!"
"Mnghmm! Oh, Steve! Make me a mother!"
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Four customers for the day, and one lump some of bits, this Tuesday afternoon seemed to be a piece of cake....Until...It happened...
BDIING!
The sudden ring from the front door left me baffled, and star stuck to see such a cute mare trot into my establishment. She was such a pretty orange pony, with a breathtaking purple mane; I couldn't help but feel that this mare had a connection to Sweetiebelle...Something about that familiar grin and eager spring in her trot...I come to my senses as she approaches me, and stares at the sign on the desk.
"Hmm, I had a friend that came by here and...Well..."
The nervous mare stopped her claim as she gazed at me, both our eyes locked...Awkwardness ascends while minutes pass and she doesn't say anything...Then it happens...
"I was hoping...You could...We could...Ahem! My name is Scootaloo, and I'm a blank flank, can we-?"
I quickly walk over to Scootaloo, in front of the desk...and pick up the cuddly mare, to give her a sincere stare.
"Yes, blank flanks buck free...As long as you are over-"
Mnghhhm!!!
A long moist kiss silences me, and keeps me from continuing to ask the young mare her age...I wouldn't let this happen again however, and still decided to ask after the kiss...
"Mhmm, that was pretty tasty...But regardless, you must be over the age...of...seventeen?"
My mind goes blank as I stare at what this seductive mare was wearing, the exact same outfit that Sweetiebelle was sporting...I lift her skirt and immediately regret it as she giggles cutely...
"Hehe, no panties! Sweetiebelle told me that it really makes this a lot kinkier..."
I remain nervous as hell and quiet while I held this soft mare in my arms, such a strange turn of events. The awkwardness only continues while I made sure the blinds were down, and the "open," sign was turned to "closed." Then began a weird turn of questioning from this cuddly mare.
"You don't remember me...Do you Steve?"
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"R-Remember you? Where could I have possibly-"
While we reach the back room of my office, it suddenly struck me...Why I had seen this orange pony with the purple mane...In the Everfree Forest...
"You don't remember saving me from those Timberwolves? I remember all of it!"
Then it came back to me, when I first came to Ponyville...Back when my parents took me sight seeing around Equestria! Had I really blocked all that out of my life!? My living pony parents, who cared and loved me, even though I wasn't biologically their son...But of all the days to space out on, why did I forget "her?"
Scootaloo was in the forest with me that day...When I wandered off from my parents, because I heard a cry for help, from a pony in trouble.
"Why were you all alone, Scootaloo? And why were you in the Everfree Forest alone at that age?"
"...It's a long story, Steve, a long depressing story...But I wouldn't have made it to Ponyville if it wasn't for you...Scaring away those mean Timberwolves. I knew I could never forget you..."
Scootaloo sighed, putting a hoof on my face and giving me a sincere smile...The moment couldn't be more just...As she was already hovering over my bed, waiting to be ravaged...Only one more question remained!
"How old are you, Scootaloo?"
"Eight-teen..."
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"Aww! Do it Steve...Do it...Eat out my cunt out like an ice cream sundae! Mghmm..."
The orange mare cried out, hooves holding my head close and guaranteeing my mouth made contact with her marehood. This sweet young pony gasped and moaned, responding to every little lick and wiggle that my tongue gave to her sensitive, pink, pu-
"Steve! I'm gonna-I'm gonna-!"
My train of thought comes to a halt while Scootaloo makes it appoint to tell me she was approaching her limit...I cautiously take my mouth off the sticky wet mess to let her know that it was alright...A loving stare occurred as I took my head out of her skirt and nodded to her.
"I want you to-... What I meant to say is...Scootaloo, I want you to cum. I want you to gush out your feelings for me..."
I nervously stuttered, a heavy blush and flutter of the eyes from my sweet young mare giving me the green light to continue. We both nod at eachother before I hastily lean back under the bright red skirt; eating her out till my hearts content. The sounds to follow were just heavenly; loud, slow, breathing with a cute giggle just before the grand reveal...
"Gah! Steve...Here I cum!"
"Mghmm! Mwhh..."
I closed my eyes and gulped down the warm squirting delicacy, the sticky addictive delight forcing me slurp up all her bodily fluids. Minutes after minutes I drank, my orange mare giving out a loud sigh as the liquid ceased...Her body had recovered from the massive pleasure and she was now smiling down at me, ready for more.
"I want all of it Steve, I want your big hard-"
SQUEE!
I tackled Scootaloo mid-sentence, staring down at her smirk that began to turn into an open mouth grin. The pants and boxers come down, soon leaving the two of us locked in a messy passionate session of what was known as "love." With a quick sigh and a couple of thrusts, Scootaloo was smiling in synchronization with my pelvic thrusts. We were both in the Missionary Position and loved it! I gave it my all, and lifted her legs to where her hooves rested on my shoulders; constant pumping inside her tight narrow walls causing me to loudly outburst.
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"Agh, you like that Scootaloo?"
"Yes! I love it! More Steve, more...I want more!"
The clearly exhausted mare sighed out, regardless of how much abuse she was taking; she wanted me to continue! I let her legs lower and open up wide enough for me to lie against her stomach, the maximum amount of penetration occurring so elegantly. I couldn't put up with much more of this...My body was going crazy! Her walls tightened around my cock, and before I knew it...It was too late...I had came.
"Aww! Did you just...? Ah, Steve...Come here! I love you...Even if you did cum a little too early."
"You...Mean that? You...love me?"
I awkwardly replied back to the blushing mare, her muzzle coming close for one hell of a kiss! I swapped spit with the post orgasm pony, her hoofs hugging me tight and forcing me to lie ontop of her...My body still releasing itself inside her...
"Of course, silly...Sweetiebelle may have used you for her cutie mark, but I could care less about that. I knew you were special, and I had to find out first hoof."
While Scootaloo finished this statement, I looked down at her flank, just as blank as when we started...It meant that she was telling the truth, and she didn't care about a silly mark...This for whatever reason was a turn on for me...and damned if round two didn't start for Scootaloo and I.
"Oh! Hehe, that got you up and at attention...Didn't it?"
The horny mare cutely sighed, her arms wrapping around my neck. It had seemed that I was ready to give this mare another go, maybe to prove my endurance with her one last time...I would not fail this time!
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30 Minutes Later
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"Aww...That tickles so nice! I hope I get pregnant...Don't you?"
"Well I don't know about that Scootaloo..."
I nervously sighed out, attempting to re-assure Scootaloo that this would be highly unlikely. The very idea that a human and a mare could...cross breed...
"Mhmm, I pray to Celestia that maybe one lucky little sperm cell will make it...I believe it will...I really do!
The last words I processed and remembered before lying down with the cuddly mare, both of us falling asleep together in a loving embrace. This was both embarrassing and ridiculous! Out of all the mares I'd been with that day, Scootaloo was the only one to take the life out of me...and...the only one I didn't see as a quick buck.
No matter how much I tried to deny it, how much I wouldn't believe it...I had feelings for this little mare...
