You visit a cafe with something special on the menu. Humanised ponies.
Choose Your Own (Blowjob) Adventure
You've heard about a place reasonably close by that sounds just too good to be true. A cafe where the Friendship is Magic girls, or at least human representations of them, go down on you? It sounds too good to be true! Not to mention the fact that you're kinda embarrassed about paying for sex, and do you even have it in you to do something like that to such beloved, innocent characters?
Yeah, you sure do! Time to swallow your pride, and get a hot pony-girl swallowing something else.
Sorry, only Twilight Sparkle, Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash are implemented so far! (I originally wanted to finish all the pony's routes before uploading this, but it was taking too long and I figure if people like it that'll help with motivation.)
The cafe is called "The Horse's Mouth", and when you'd passed the place previously, you'd thought little of it. It had always seemed a funny name for a cafe, and the buzz that had quickly surrounded it perhaps invoked a little curiousity, but a popular cafe was the last type of place that you wanted to go spend your free time...
...until you found out it was a cafe where human versions of MLP characters dressed as maids and gave you blowjobs.
Really, you're quite disappointed with the internet. Isn't information supposed to travel fast on there? Were the other bronies in your town all on some secret Discord server together, discussing which horse's mouth made them cum the hardest without ever spreading the word? Traitors. Whatever, though. You're here now. You've plucked up the courage to actually visit what is essentially a brothel, albeit a very special one, after four days of nervous excitement and indecision. You're still not sure you'll actually be able to go through with the blowjob thing. What if they really somehow are the MLP girls, and not just cheapo knock-off cosplayers? Can you really bring yourself to just dump a load in one of your beloved character's mouths, and then walk off to leave her for the next customer?
Well, even if you chicken out, it would still be nice to be served by one, doted on with drinks and cake and attention. And so with a smile that refuses to budge and a giddy feeling in your stomach, you push open the door. As suggested, you've come very early, and the cafe is still quiet. Well, quiet in the sense that there are only a few customers, all men who have come alone. It's not quiet in the sense that one of those men is currently groaning very loudly.
"Oh, Luna! Nopony's as good as you at this!"
You can't help but look over, seeing a very overweight guy with long, unkempt hair, who looks like he seriously needs a wash. On all fours beside him, stretched out across the booth seat so that the ends of her legs hang off the edge and her head coincides with the man's lap, is a girl wearing a classic French maid's outfit, with very deep blue hair (or a very realistic wig). You can't see her face, but she certainly has a nice body, the black dress hugging tightly to her slender waist. Moreover, her pose has her butt pointed upwards, the shortness of her outfit leaving her heart-print panties on pretty much full display. Cute.
You're now firmly convinced that this place is the real deal. Your cock agrees, starting to stiffen in your pants. Your face heats up, your ears burning as you imagine actually going through with this. Watching transfixed as the girl's head bobs dilligently up and down some other guy's pole.
"Well howdy, Master! Welcome home!"
Applejack calls out to you, tearing your gaze away from the other girl. She gives a casual little bow when you turn to face her, and you see that of course it's not Applejack, but a human girl with blonde hair tied in a loose ponytail, vibrant green eyes, and a dusting of freckles. Who sounds... exactly like Applejack. And actually, she's exactly what you'd imagine a human version of the cute earth pony would look like, too. She is also wearing a maid outfit, a black dress up to the neck with lace trim sitting short on her long legs, a frilly white apron over the top to complete the look. Printed on said apron, down near the bottom and off to one side, is a perfect rendition of Applejack's cutie mark. A nice touch.
You give her a slow look up and down, taking in her full glory from heeled Mary Janes and long, frill-topped block socks all the way up to the classic maid headpiece sitting atop her head. Despite the outfit's lack of cleavage, you don't miss her breasts, good-sized mounds hugged to tightly by the dress they strain against. She looks incredible.
"Now Master, mama always told me it was rude to stare."
You go a bit redder, but she's smiling, and doesn't sound upset.
"Sorry." "Happens a lot. First visit, I 'spose?" "...yeah." "Well, no sense waiting for the cows to come home. Come on!"
She leads the way over to the counter, dress swishing tantalisingly about her thighs.
"Girls? Come on out. Got a customer!"
From a back room, another maid emerges. Then another. Two more come in together, and then one more. Together with Applejack, that makes six maids, all lined up, essentially on display for you.
The mane six! And all of them looking just as perfect a match to their cartoon horse counterpart as Applejack does. The trademark streak of fuchsia in Twilight's hair. Rarity's obvious yet not overdone eye shadow. The huge breasts everyone seems to give Fluttershy in fanart. It's all there, and your eyes can't figure out where to look. They're all so attractive, all dressed up in matching maid outfits, cute, frilly, sexy. Well, except Pinkie Pie. For whatever reason her outfit is completely unlike the others, still a maid but so much skimpier. The cute pink-haired girl's midriff is left bare, her full breasts properly hinted at by a deep neckline and her tiny skirt looking like it must be just barely making it past her crotch.
"So, who'd ya like to be served by today?"
Geez, what a choice. Your overwhelmed, an average guy like you suddenly confronted with his choice of which from a set of six very pretty girls he'd like to receive a blowjob. Kind of a big deal, even forgetting for a moment that these are the beloved characters of one of your favourite shows come to life right in front you!
Your eyes swing from face to face. They fall lower, wandering over chests ranging from Rainbow's petite little mounds to Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy's big melons. You try not to stare at their tits too long, eyes falling once more to run along the bottoms of their dresses, admiring the respective cutie marks printed on their aprons, and the shapely thighs left bare between dress' end and frill top socks' beginning.
"Master?"
You swallow hard, feeling guilty about your shameless ogling. Your face still burns, and your pants are starting to feel a whole bunch tighter. You need to make a decision, quick.
Twilight Sparkle looks surprised as she points to herself with a finger. She does walk over to you, though, her cheeks already flushed quite a bit by the time she's standing in front of you. Nevertheless, she manages a dainty curtsy, befitting her princess status... and the submission implied by her current getup.
"Master, I'll take you to your seat now."
You nod, and follow her as she leads you over to one of the booth seats. Her skirt dances about her thighs in front of you, teasing you with the idea of flipping up enough to show you her panties, but never following through with it. Still, you're only getting stiffer in your pants, and doubly so when you think about the fact that the pretty girl in front of you, Princess Twilight, is soon going to be sucking your cock. Truth be told, your cheeks are probably as red as hers!
"Here you are." "Thanks."
You sit down in the indicated booth seat, the hard wood ever so slightly uncomfortable against your back. Ditto for the hard wood bulging your pants, but you keep it sealed away in there for now.
"Okay, so here's our menu. You can select one drink and one cake."
You watch her as she talks, marvelling at her cuteness, the pretty tones of that kinda-geeky, adorable voice. If she'd said anything more complicated than what she did, you probably wouldn't have even taken it in. You notice her cheeks going even redder as she slides her finger down the menu.
"And here there's the, uhh... extra option... to have me... go down on you."
She's being so shy about it, barely managing to even get out the words. You wonder how long she's been here, how many guys she's sucked off before you. You don't want to risk messing this opportuntiy up by asking her, though, so you don't. Instead you make the effort to tear your eyes away from the adorably blushing maid, to see what she's pointing at on the menu. It just says "Blowjob" and quotes the price, causing you to look quizzically back up at her.
"Umm, so you get... pleasured by hands and mouth, until one orgasm or fifteen minutes is up. While you eat, if you like, or after. When you... finish, you can do it in my mouth, or on my face. You're allowed to touch my head, but please only my head."
She shows a bit more confidence now, even if she still pauses at some of the lewder words. Trust the little bookworm to be okay when it comes to reciting the rules.
"So please select what cake and drink you'd like and tell me if you... want the blowjob."
Coming in here, you weren't sure if you'd be able to go through with it. You're still nervous as anything, but there's no way you're going to turn down this shy, sexy maid Twilight Sparkle! You try your hardest, and mostly succeed, to keep your voice cool and even as you answer.
"I want the blowjob."
She balks a little at you skipping right to that.
"U-understood, Master. And the cake and drink?" "Whatever you think's good." "Err right, okay, I'll think of something. I'll be back shortly!"
Twilight Sparkle hurries off, complete with more tantalising swishes of her dress. You sit and enjoy the cafe while you wait, trying to catch some glimpses of the other maids as they whisk around the shop, more customers coming in fast.
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Twilight returns to you about five minutes later, one hand shakily holding up a tray with your food and drink on it. Her slight clumsiness only makes her look that much cuter, and she (barely!) manages to avoid the drink toppling over to cause a spill when she sets down your plate in front of you.
"This is the Victoria sponge cake with white chocolate icing, and here's an ice coffee topped with cream."
She sets down the drink, also. Not that you can necessarily tell with your eyes, but it looks very sweet. Certainly there's a lot of cream piled on top of it.
"Thank you." "So! Master, umm... did you..."
The dark-haired girl shifts her weight from foot to foot as she tries to make herself spit out the words, blushing heavily. You can guess what she's trying to ask, and grin yourself a pervy grin. Eventually, albeit only after looking down and off to the side to avoid your gaze completely, she manages. Sort of.
"...want me to do it now, or...?" "Do what?"
Her eyes widen in disbelief at your question, looking back at you like you might be slow. You couldn't help it. It's just so adorable seeing the leader of the show, Princess of Friendship and Element of Magic, shyly squirm like this.
"...your... blowjob, Master."
Hearing her say it the way she does, calling you "Master", your cock throbs. Forget whatever nerves you still have, you need her under the table now.
"Yes please." "Right."
Twilight puts down the tray on the other side of the roomy table, and then just like that, falls to her knees. The position suits her, especially in this outfit, your throat going dry as you watch her crawl herself into position down under the table. She gives your legs a gentle push to encourage them to spread, and slides her slender body between them. You meet her gaze as her beautiful face looks up at you from the space between seat and table, causing her to give an awkward sort of smile. She's still as red as anything, clearly very shy about what she's doing, but at the same time not uneager as she lowers her gaze to your bulge, and then brings a hand to rub at it through your jeans. Twinges of pleasure shoot through you, a hint of what's to come. You groan.
"Umm, I'll get started then, Master. Please feel free to enjoy your food and drink."
You wonder if she's saying that to get your eyes off of her and ease her shyness. Too bad, though. There's no way you're not going to watch this! You do reach for your ice coffee and take a gulp through the straw, not budging your eyes from the pony princess currently undoing your pants button and taking down your fly. A few moments later, her fingers are tugging down your pants and underwear with them, exposing your erection and leaving it free to point away from your body, and toward her face. Her big purple eyes glance up at you, see you still staring down at her, and she quickly lowers her gaze again without saying anything. Cute.
Then her fingers wrap around your shaft, forcing your eyes to close for a moment from the sheer sensation. In that moment, her tongue suddenly traces a quick, hesitant little lick over the tip of your glans. You can't help but moan, then mentally beat yourself up for making the lame noise. Your eyes open, just in time to see Twilight Sparkle lick your cockhead again, and then again and again, the affectionate attentions of her tongue growing more frequent as she settles in to what she's doing.
"You can tell me if there's something that, y'know... would make it feel better."
She doesn't even look up at you to say those words, keeping her flushed face half-hidden. Then her lips part, and she fully engulfs your engorged head with her warm, wet mouth. Her tongue still flicking at you, while she suckles on the end of your cock. It feels incredible, and all the better when you think about just who it is you've got sucking you off, dressed as a maid. At the same time though, her head isn't bobbing, and although her slender fingers still softly grip your shaft, they make no effort to jerk along it. Does she really not know what she's doing, or is she just shy about getting started?
Either way, you need her too badly to wait and find out. Your hand slips down to her head, gently pressing her wonderful mouth further onto your shaft. Her big eyes turn up to you in surprise, a good deal of submission reflected within them as she takes your hint and starts slowly bobbing her head. Your hand relaxes. That pretty face of hers works itself gradually back and forth over about half of your length, while her fingers still wrapped around your base give an occasional jerk, at least when she's not too distracted by what she's doing with her mouth. Her eyes close, her face showing an adorable look of focus, an obvious desire to give you pleasure. This might be the cutest Twilight Sparkle has ever looked, human or pony!
The only problem is, she's not great at this. Her hand doesn't grip you tight enough, is too inconsistent with its jerking to properly work you up. Her mouth feels wonderful, but she's so preoccupied with trying to lick all the right spots and maintain just the right amount of lip pressure that she's bobbing agonisingly slow. Plenty to keep you fully stiff, but tantalising you with an orgasm that at this rate you'll not reach.
You sit and watch as maid Twilight Sparkle goes down on you, the little nerd earnest, but probably about as good at this as she is at sports. You let her continue with her hand and mouth a good little while, grabbing yourself another gulp of ice coffee and even cutting off a small piece of your sponge cake to enjoy. It's good. And so's the blowjob! It feels incredible, the little licks of her tongue sending shivers through you, the gentle bobs of her head offering plenty of stimulation. It's just not enough to push you over the edge.
Suddenly, her attentions stop. She pulls her mouth off of your member, looking up at you from the gap between seat and table. This girl, capable of such extreme feats of magic, holding the title of princess, looking up at you so submissively with her still-flushed face. Her fingers still wrapped around the base of your cock. It's quite a rush.
"Master, how can I... do it better?" "Hmm. Actually, maybe you can start with my balls?
She looks confused.
"They're sensitive. It feels nice, if you're gentle with them." "Oh! Now that you mention it, I did read something about that!" "Try licking them." "Okay, Master."
She seems almost slightly hesitant as she lowers her head to your nuts. Curiously, her tongue extends, lapping slowly over the wrinkled flesh. It feels good. Not as good as what she'd been doing before, but this is a different sort of pleasure, and you figure it'll lead well into her sucking you off to orgasm.
"They taste a bit funny."
Well hey, it's a hot day out there. She doesn't stop licking, her tongue diligently exploring every square centimetre of your sack. She even lifts it up with her other hand, tonguing the only more sensitive underside.
"Ngh. Just like that... now can you jerk my cock at the same time?"
She nods, making a cute sound of agreement with her tongue hanging out of her mouth, and starts to work her fingers along your length. You give a grunt - she's focusing a bit better on what her hand's doing, now, her soft fingers providing a tighter grip as they pump back and forth. It feels great, though her pace is still a bit too slow. The eager tongue teasing your balls helps - for whatever reason, handjobs always feel better when another part of you's being stimulated at the same time.
"Move your hand a bit faster."
You relax back into your seat, letting the princess worship your nuts for a good little while. You take a few more gulps of your ice coffee, but it doesn't seem to help cool off your overheated head. You have a glance around the cafe, noticing now that in the other row of booths opposite yours, a businessman is roughly pushing Rainbow Dash's head into his lap. You watch for a little while, leaving Twilight to take care of you while you take in the erotic sights and sounds of a cafe where people can come to enjoy the mouths of humanised ponies.
Mostly though, you look at Twilight. Marveling at her beauty, wondering how it could even be possible that it's her working at a place like this, kneeling before you, teasing your cock to a state of aching stiffness. She looks up at you again, your eyes meeting, and you groan. Fuck she's hot. And having quite the effect on your cock, too, precum now oozing steadily out from its tip. You need to cum.
"That was great, Twilight. Now can you try sucking it again?" "Yes, Master." "Could you just use your mouth, though? No hand."
Her hand retreats into her lap, her mouth moving up towards your twitching cockhead but not yet engulfing it. Suddenly, she shoots you a look that melts your heart.
"Please, Master, teach me how? I want to make you cum." "O-okay."
You can't help but stumble over your reply a little when she says that. Hell, just hearing those words in Twilight Sparkle's voice is nearly enough all in itself! She really seems to be getting into this, too, her shyness from before having apparently evaporated. Giving yourself a couple of seconds to focus your lust-addled mind, you then start trying to teach this adorable girl how to suck cock better.
"So, before, I think you were trying too hard." "I was?" "I mean, it felt amazing. But what a guy really needs to get off, is intensity." "What do you mean?" "Just... going faster, basically. Try going as deep as you can, as fast as you can."
Twilight gives no warning before doing just that, her mouth pouncing onto your cock and starting immediately to bob back and forth, at a much more rapid pace than before. Her lips keep a tight seal around you, her tongue cradling your girth, rubbing at all the sensitive parts on the underside of your cock while she takes your advice to heart. Pushing in deep, letting your maleness fill up her mouth with every forwards movement. You wince at the pleasure, certainly getting that intensity you wanted!
"Mmmph. Hmph! Hmmmph."
She makes sexy little sounds of effort as she sucks you off with this increased vigour, turning you on all the more. Soon a familiar sensation starts to form inside you, rapidly growing stronger as your orgasm builds. You wonder how much of the fifteen minutes she mentioned you've actually used, really having no idea about the time, but then you remember what Twilight just said. "I want to make you cum." You can't see any reason to hold back. She wants this, and you need it.
"I'm... getting close!"
Her eyes glance up. She smiles a self-satisfied smile, then her eyes close again as she concentrates solely on getting you off with her mouth. She's so, so damn cute!
"Look up here!"
Her big, beautiful eyes return to yours, submission and lust in her glittering purple irises. They say the same thing her mouth did, the same thing it is conveying now with its eager sucking. She wants you to cum.
"Mmmmph! Mmmssshllp! Hmph!"
You can't hold back any more. The sensation builds, and as those pretty eyes still look up at you with lust and submission, you hit that point of no return.
You can't wait any longer. You need to know what it feels like to properly enjoy Twilight Sparkle's mouth. Reaching your hand down, you rest it again on her head, behind her frilly maid's headband. You let her continue her slow bobbing as your fingers sink into her hair, feeling how soft and silky it is against them as they seek out a firmer grip. Then all of a sudden, you push her forwards a good couple of inches. You grunt as pleasure surges through you.
"Mmmmmph!
The princess' eyes shoot open, wide with surprise. Her head instinctively tries to pull back as you threaten to push into her throat, but your hand keeps her in place while you savour the incredible feeling of her mouth around a much bigger proportion of your manhood. It's only a few seconds later that you relax the pressure, the girl retreating her mouth all the way off your cock and panting cutely for breath.
You worry briefly that you were too hard on her. Maybe she senses the thought in your head, because she immediately speaks to it.
"It's okay. Show me, Master... with your hand, how to... be your good little maid."
She's refusing to meet your gaze, staring down at the floor, even as your cock hovers there right in front of her face and she says such lewd, enticing words. Shit. Is she so shy and awkward about all this because she's just that into it? Either way, you don't need any more of an invitation! Your hand roughly pushes her down onto your cock again, hilting as much of your member as her small mouth will allow, right up to her throat. She gives another cute cock-muffled squeal, whimpering a little as you continue to hold her there in place.
This time, you don't let her free. Instead, you pull her back so her lips are wrapped around just your swollen end, giving her a little respite before pushing her toward you once more. The second push isn't so deep, and you don't hold her down, using your firm grip on her head to start working her back and forth instead. You hungrily fuck her mouth with a good tempo, even if your hand is making her mouth be the one to do the work. Tension inside you rapidly builds, her lips and tongue feeling incredible as you guide them rapidly up and down your length. If you keep this up, you're almost definitely gonna cum.
"Ngh."
When you let her go, you're panting almost as much as she is. Your dick throbs keenly, taking its time to settle down after being brought so close to its tipping point. You need to give yourself a bit of a break before you pump her mouth like that again.
"Use your hand. Keep it hard."
You grunt as Twilight obeys, her hand jerking your length with increased vigour now she's not distracted by also using her mouth. She's not actually bad at this at all, you realise, as you take a good amount of your iced coffee and a few big mouthfuls of cake.
"Ready for more, maid?"
She nods, an adorable mixture of ashamed and enthusiastic.
"Tell me." "Huh?" "Beg for it. For Master's cock."
The dark-haired girl's cheeks shift from their healthy pink, right back to a deep red.
"Please Master, make me your cumdump maid! Fuck my naughty little mouth, use me how you please, give me your cum!"
You don't even bother replying before giving her what she wants, now reaching down with both hands to grab her head firmly at the sides, fingers digging in roughly as you pump her forcefully up and down.
"Mmmmlllshpphh! Mmph!"
Her cute noises spur you on, obvious lust mixed in with her struggles to accept your greedy facefucking. Your orgasm starts to build again almost immediatley, but this time you're not holding yourself back, just as eager to give Twilight your cum as she apparently is to receive it. You grunt and groan a bit, unable to help but vocalise your pleasure as your hands work her cute little face faster, treating the nerd's head like it's just your tight little pony mouth onahole.
Your hand goes to the back of Twilight's head, holding her on your length as it desperately throbs. You grunt, and begin filling up her mouth with your cum. Spurt after spurt of the stuff, and it keeps coming, your cock twitching as you unload what must be one of the biggest orgasms of your life, all over the princess' tongue. Her eyes widen, silently looking up to you as if to ask if you're done yet. You just pant, as your little man dribbles out the last of his load for the pretty girl to taste.
When you're satisfied you're done cumming, your hand finally relaxes, and Twilight pulls her head free from your cock. Her lips part, showing you a mouth full of your hot, thick cum. You groan, watching in amazement as after a few seconds of showing it off, she closes her mouth and, with some apparent struggle, gulps it all down! She opens her mouth again, showing off its empty state, a slight look of pride written on her face.
"I umm... read that guys like it when you show them." "That was amazing, Twilight..."
Twilight crawls out from under the table, standing herself back up beside it and smoothing down her apron. She smiles, then wipes a bit of drool from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand. It feels like such an un-maidly, un-Twilight thing to do, but that just makes the action that much cuter. To think that this girl just sucked you off... and despite all her shyness at the start, and the huge load she just swallowed, she seems completely back to her usual adorable, geeky self. Playing up her maid role like a good girl who follows the rules should.
"Now, Master, going to finish your cake? I'll sit with you."
She parks her bottom next to yours, a hand resting on your leg. Your turn to get all shy again. Having her under the table, your need for sex taking over, you'd been able to relax and fully enjoy her. Now though, the Princess of Friendship herself sitting beside you and what you've just done together hanging heavy in the air, it's rather a different matter!
What conversation does come is awkward. Eventually you're done eating and drinking, and suddenly Twilight's head leans in closer to yours. Before you can turn to see what she's doing, her lips press warmly into your cheek, giving you an affectionate peck.
Knowing you're at your limit, you pull yourself back in your seat, your hand helping encourage her mouth off of your twitching prick. Twilight looks surprised, and then triply so when the first spurt of your thick, hot cum splatters powerfully into her cheek. You grin, grabbing your dick and jerking it, ensuring that you give her every last bit of cum you have to give her. More heavy jets of the stuff rocket forth, the second plastering itself over the bridge of her nose, and the third creating a white streak to join the pink one in her fringe. You bring your hips forward after that, wanting to make sure that pretty face catches even your dribbles. As it turns out though, you've still got plenty more of the stuff coming, Twilight having brought you to what surely must be the biggest orgasm of your life. Spurt after spurt of your seed shoots from your pulsing cockhead, staining her pink lips and pinker cheeks with your sticky spunk. A thick rope of the stuff hangs from her forehead, and another from her chin. Despite your efforts, you're pretty sure some has dribbled down to stain her apron, too.
"Uhh, wow. That was a lot."
She verbally observes the state of her face with an almost neutral tone of voice, although you don't miss the hint of a grin that creeps onto her cumstained features. Then she crawls out from under the table, standing back beside it where she started. Most of your cum still marking her cute face.
"Umm, can I go clean myself up now, Master?" "Give me a second." "Yeah, okay."
You sit and admire your handiwork. It turns out geeky blushy purple-haired pony-girls look even better with a thick load all over their face. Especially if it's yours.
"How about now?"
You nod, and your princess maid turns with a flourish, her heels clopping along the wooden floor. How appropriate. You start to come down from your the high of your orgasm, dress yourself, and tuck into some cake while you wait. It's a little while later when the clopping returns.
"Master?"
Twilight sits herself down next to you, her thigh just barely pressing against yours. In a lot of ways, sitting with her like this feels even more intimate than what she just did for you under the table. Especially when she takes your hand.
"Thanks. That was pretty fun." "Shall we do it again sometime?"
She blushes at the fresh thought of going down on you, but now you know just how kinky she can be when she gets past it.
Pinkie Pie bursts excitedly from the counter towards you, standing by your side before you barely know it. The next moment, her arms are around you, one curling around your back while the other rests gently between your chest and stomach.
"We're gonna have so much fun... come on!"
She uses her grip on you to get you to start walking off towards your own booth. You can only let yourself be led, busy trying desperately to calm yourself down as your brain overloads itself with the idea of this pink-maned pony come to life, wearing close to nothing, sucking you off. You don't have much luck, considering the tingles of pleasure the affectionate touch of her hands is triggering. Your cock is only getting more stiff, not less! You weren't expecting her to take things from 0 to 60 so damn fast! Then again, you probably should have been. You did choose Pinke Pie.
She sits you down in a booth seat. You briefly consider crossing your legs to hide the tent in your pants, but decide that'd only look weird.
"Okay, so here's our drinks and cakes options!"
That infectious, unbounding excitement of hers is brought even to the simple act of announcing the menu she lays down in front of you. You give it a courteous glance, but barely process any of it, eager to get your eyes back on the sexy pony maid standing right by you.
"But if you're here to party, you wanna add the option below that."
Those words, and especially the way she says them, do manage to get your eyes back on the menu. Down past the cakes and drinks is a single row for a separate menu item. Sure enough. Blowjob. Even after seeing Princess Luna already busy serving a customer with exactly that, its presence on the menu triggers a fresh reaction in you. Your face manages somehow to burn even more hotly, and you have to shift in your seat just to try to distract yourself from how much your dick's throbbing.
"Well, I'll take that as a yes!"
At this point your answer's definitely yes, but you're tightened throat doesn't seem to want to let you form any words at all.
"And you want a vanilla milkshake and the caramel mudcake? Excellent choice, Master!"
You don't bother trying to correct her. You're not really sure you're the "Master" here, either. As much as her frilly outfit suggests subservience, Pinkie's urgency and willingness to take charge send a totally different message.
"Uhh, yeah. Thanks."
At least you managed to say something.
"Okay! I'll go get them ready for you now!"
You nod watching as she turns with a flourish, that tiny skirt of hers offering a generous flash of white cotton panties with a cutesy, childish print of balloons all colours of the pastel rainbow.
"Oh, I almost forgot! Silly Pinkie!"
She turns back to face you, and smiles a slightly ominous smile. Her hand moves to her skirt, and your eyes follow it, watching in disbelief as she grabs the hem and easily flips it up to expose her panties again. They look like they might be a size too small, hugging very, very snugly to her body and leaving no doubt of the shape of her pussy lips waiting just underneath. She doesn't stop there, though. Her other hand slips its thumb into the waistband of her panties and curls around it. Your eyes are transfixed, your stomach sick with anticipation.
"You're our millionth customer! Or was it the seven hundred and fifty fourth? Anyways, you get a bonus!"
Her thumb gives her panties a good downwards tug, right in the middle. You can't help but give a sort-of grunt, sort-of groan as her hairless sex comes into view. A pristine little pussy, all that's visible from your angle is the crease between her puffy lips. You want to touch it, feel it wrapped around your cock. She looks really tight. You stare, well aware that you're being pretty shameless, but unable to turn away.
"Heehehe! The last seven hundred and fifty fourth customer really liked the bonus too!"
You groan at that, but aren't about to point out the flaws in the logic that lead to her showing you her hot little pussy. Unfortunately, she then pops her thumb free and her panties snap back into place, her skirt falling back down to (barely) protect her modesty.
"Okay! Time to make sweets!"
She turns away from you again, and you watch her walk off toward the kitchen, still just sitting there dumbfounded at what just happened. Not so dumbfounded that you can't savour the slight sway to her hips, and the way the length of her skirt shows off with every swish the curves of her pert bumcheeks and the tight panties that cling to them.
Pinkie disappears, and you're left sitting there, stunned and horny. Time passes as you watch Fluttershy greet a customer, and then him suddenly stand to join her by the table. He pushes her to her knees, and starts using her mouth then and there, before even ordering food and drink. Whoa.
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Pinkie returns with the exact same level of excitement she left with.
"I'm back! Did ya miss me, Master?"
Your head nods before you can even think how you want to answer.
"Well here's your drink! And an extra large piece of caramel mudcake!"
She's not kidding. It looks like she's practically given you half of the whole cake! And no matter how good it looks, you're not sure you could even manage a single bite right now, what with the dryness of your mouth and a queasy feeling of anticipation in your stomach. What you want is Pinkie's mouth, not cake! The pretty pink pony seems to pick up on your hesitation.
"Aren't you gonna try some? I made this one myself!" "Err, maybe just some milkshake first."
Maybe the cold drink will help you calm down a little. You help yourself to a good, long suck through the straw. It's sweet. Delicious. Doesn't help cool you down one bit. You try another long drink.
"This is boring. Can I suck you off now?"
You half-choke around the straw still in your mouth, eyes widening as they stare at the grinning girl. You eagerly nod, before you even take the straw out of your mouth. Pinkie squees, hands up to her chin as she gives a little jump of excitement.
"Yay! You better try my cake after, though!" "Promise." "OK! Master, lie down."
You do as she suggests, lying yourself down along the long booth seat. The erection tenting your pants is only all the more obvious in this new position, and the pink-haired girl's attention goes right to it.
"Ready for some fun I see!"
She slips her slender body into the small gap between seat and table, striding along until she's right by your crotch. She leans over, unzipping and unbuttoning your pants, and tugs them down out of the way. Now only your underwear remain between your needy dick and the giggly girl.
"Mini Master! Come on out!"
She stands and stares, as if expecting your cock to somehow remove your underwear on its own.
"Mini Master? Helllooooooooo?"
Her soft fingers tap your straining erection through your underwear. You groan, even those brief, indirect touches making you throb that much harder. Pinkie frowns, appearing hard in thought. A few seconds pass awkwardly before you sigh, and pull down your underwear yourself. Your dick springs free.
"Ohh! There he is! Mini Master, hiya! Wanna play?"
Your cock answers for you, standing up as straight as it possibly can, twitching proudly.
"Goodie! Here we go!"
Pinkie Pie steps up onto the couch seat, then swings her leg over and brings the other up so that she's straddling you, right at your crotch. Before you can dream too much about getting to stick it in that cute little cunt she showed you before though, she falls forward into a crawling position and starts scooching back towards you. You end up with a faceful of balloon-print panties, and Pinkie's mouth gently blowing cool air onto your erection.
"Ready?"
She asks, but doesn't wait for a reply. Her lips engulf your manhood, head already starting an eager bob.
You groan as Pinkie Pie attacks your cock with great excitement, her sheer enthusiasm alone enough to make the blowjob feel incredible. Even from these beginning moments, you can already tell that it's not gonna be easy to hold on. With her panty-clad rear right there in your face though, you have the opportunity to maybe get her to ease up with a counterattack!
Plus you really just wanna touch some pink pony plot. Pubis? Whatever.
You grasp her bubbly buttcheeks with both hands, marvelling as the soft flesh yields to your squeezing fingers, even as her rear maintains its perky shape. Pinkie gives another kind of squeeing sound, this time muffled by the hard cock filling up her mouth. Then her lips slide off your member with an exaggerated pop, and she turns around to half-look at you.
"Master! It's Mini Master's turn to play now!"
You ponder for one whole second whether it'd be worth it to try to explain that "Mini Master" is a part of "Master's" body. Then you come up with something better to say.
"Aren't games always fun with more players?" "Ooooh! Three player!"
She goes right back to sucking your cock, and offers no complaint about your hands returning to fondling her rear. You still can't believe that worked, but are kind of proud of yourself nonetheless for managing a successful dip into the world of Pinkie logic. Then her mouth pushes down a little further onto your cock, swallowing most of it, and you forget all about any kind of logic.
The gorgeous maid maintains a good suction as she works her lips up and down the majority of your length, noisy slurps escaping her lips every time she comes up to the head to give it a good, hard suckle. Fondling her ass does seem to be having an effect on her, muffled sounds of pleasure mixed in with all the other erotic noises she makes, but they only make the whole epxerience hotter for you too. Already you can feel your orgasm starting to loom. You wince. If you want this to last much longer, you need to fight back harder.
Still grasping a buttock with one hand, your other now slips between her parted legs, your index finger going right for the pair of puffy lips her panties are so generously showing off. You squish it in between them, eagerly testing the give of her flesh, remembering just how hot and tight this pussy looked when she gave you that peek. You long to see it again, to take her panties off and touch her properly, but aren't sure how she'll react. So first, you start eagerly rubbing along her crease, working your finger back and forth while watching and listening for any reactions from her that might tell you how she likes it. Firm touches, soft ones, fast rubs, slow rubs. Her panties quickly show a wet spot, as you smear the crotch of them into the girl's clearly very aroused sex.
Eventually she gives a sound that is simultaneously both loud and best described as a whimper, muffled as usual by your manhood filling up her mouth. Her head stops bobbing for a moment, and you know you've hit the jackpot. You keep it up, applying firm pressure at a slow but steady pace, making sure your finger pushes forward enough to rub against her clitoris in the way that just made her squeal. You're rewarded for your efforts with more of those sweet sounds, and a bigger wet spot on Pinkie's panties. Her blowjob slows, the girl clearly distracted by the pleasure you're stirring up within her. Feeling a surge of confidence, you grab her panties, tugging them down as far as her parted thighs will allow, her legs still straddled around you. Far enough, the pink-haired girl's privates revealed to you once more, and this time from a much lewder angle.
You stop to stare, marvelling at the two tight little holes on display in front of you. That dark crease, edged in pink that hints toward the sweetness waiting inside, visibly wet... the tiny puckered star above it... She notices your moment of paralysis, and takes full advantage. Before you even start touching her again, her mouth has already slipped off your manhood, letting her back her hips up further and bring her perfect plot that much closer to your face. She only stops when she's poised right above it, in position to sit on it just by lowering her bottom. With some difficulty, she manages to extricate one leg from her underwear.
"Master, you're naughty!"
You wonder how the girl wearing a skimpier outfit than all the others, who flashed you her tight little snatch unprompted before, and now just ditched her panties altogether is calling you the naughty one. You're given no chance to argue the point though, as Pinkie's wet pussy suddenly presses itself right against your lips.
"Master, you're naughty!" "Mmmnnhh!"
You can't speak, only lick, eagerly tasting her juices and savouring the tingly, arousing sensation that is her hot, hairless little honeypot rubbing against your lips. She tastes like any other girl might... mixed with sugary cinnamon donut. The flavour is strangely compelling, quite erotic in itself, and on reflection pretty much exactly how Pinkie Pie could be expected to taste. Your lips smack against her pussy, your tongue poking up into her entrance to try to scoop up all the sweet nectar you can. You'd just found a good rhythm and technique with your fingers, but have no idea how she likes to be gone down on. Still, you do your best to please her, trying to somehow replicate what your hand had been doing now using your mouth. Pinkie gives a loud, sudden moan, her hips jerking atop you. Clearly you're having an effect on her.
But not enough. Even as she starts grinding her slippery sex against you, obviously enjoying herself, you feel her grab your member. Pointing it towards her face in the adjusted position, she immediately ducks her head forward and takes it back into her mouth. She suckles noisily on your glans, slurping over it affectionately to tease you right back to the state of "achingly hard" that she left you in. With a pretty girl riding your face, everything is just that much more erotically charged, your orgasm approaching even faster than before. You can't protest, now. Only redouble your efforts and try to get her off first.
"Oooohhhmmmmmmph!"
The pink-haired girl makes a wonderful, if muffled, sound as your tongue strikes true. You concentrate your licks there, and her moans crescendo. She must be getting close! Her reaction, however, is to attack your cock harder. Although her technique is clumsy now, presumably disrupted by the pleasure threatening to overwhelm her, she compensates with speed and intensity. Your orgasm looms, but you want so badly to make her cum...
"Maaaaaster! It's Mini-Master's tur-ahh!"
Pinkie pulls her mouth off of you again, playfully complaining even as she straightens herself up and rides your face properly, your dick left throbbing right on the edge. You're not bothered, the sounds she's making plenty to compensate for the orgasm delayed.
"Ahhhhh! Ahhhhhhh!"
She pushes her hips down a little harder onto your face, and twitches atop you. Her slit floods with fresh wetness, giving you plenty more of her delicious juices to savour while she rides her orgasm out, and then collapses forwards, panting.
"Hah... no fair... hah..."
You lie there grinning, proud of yourself.
"I'll get you back for that!"
She wastes no time in leaping into "getting you back". That is, sucking your dick, fast and hard. Oh no.
Pinkie Pie is good at sucking dick. While you're still staring in awe at the wonderful panty-clad rear pointed at your face, she's already working her mouth up and down your length at an aggressive tempo, the suction of her mouth resulting in erotic slurping noises every time she bobs up to your throbbing glans. The pleasure is incredible, and as you involuntarily grunt and groan in response, she only seems to increase her efforts. Again, trust Pinkie to take things from zero to sixty essentially immediately!
The girl's hips start to wiggle back and forth, but you can't tell if she's doing it to be sexy, or because she's having fun playing this game with "Mini-Master". The waves of bright pink hair down her back shift slightly as her head moves up and down, and her skimpy take on a maid outfit leaves her skinny waist exposed, showing off the curves of her nubile young body. You might not be able to see her pretty face, but it's safe to say your eyes are being treated to almost as much as your cock is.
It's all a bit too much. When her mouth suddenly slips up to embrace only the head of your cock, and then she concentrates her wet, noisy suckling on those most sensitive parts of you, your orgasm starts building rapidly, no matter how much you try to hold back. You don't want to cum already!
"Umm... Pinkie...?"
She gives a few more fervent sucks, bringing you dangerously close to the edge before her mouth slips free with a noisy pop.
"What, Master?"
She sounds like she doesn't see the issue.
"You're err, too good at this."
You realise after you say it that it's not really enough information. You're gonna have to 'fess up to how close to cumming you are directly.
"What I mean is, you're nearly making me cum." "Oh great! So you can try my cake soon!"
She says the words with a bit of a giggle in her voice, and then promptly returns to sucking you off with all the zeal from before. You facepalm internally. Shit.
The attractive girl doesn't stop the eager bobs of her head, her lips staying sealed tight around your girth as she pleasures you despite your protests. Your tension builds, and a noise you're not proud of escapes your mouth. This is bad.
"Pinkie!"
She finally parts her lips from your cock again, looking around over her shoulder with an adorably innocent look. Your dick throbs so hard you can feel your heartbeat in it, agonisingly close to its tipping point.
"Please what, Master?" "Can you uhh... go slower?" "Oh! Okay!"
She accepts the request without question or surprise in her tone, and returns her mouth to your manhood to give it a gentle suck. You wait to see what she'll do next, but she actually settles in to a far gentler blowjob. You lie your head back in relief, briefly closing your eyes as you feel the pressure inside you start to ease. Thank god. That was close.
Pinkie's tongue gently explores your cockhead, her lips providing a gentle pressure where they seal around the point where shaft meets glans. So soft, wet and warm, in your sensitive state it feels almost like you could melt in her mouth like chocolate. The pleasure's incredible, but you can hold on now, laying back and relaxing, selfishly savouring the pony-girl's oral ministrations...
...until she starts humming.
You open your eyes in surprise, but all you can see is those pastel panties, gently swaying back and forth as the maid does her job. Why is she singing? What is she singing? You're not sure, but she's doing a pretty good job of hitting the notes considering her mouth is still stuffed full of the cock she's busy fellating. You lie there in awed silence as she makes her way through the whole tune, its tempo gradually increasing as the bobbing of her head, and the dance of her sexy hips, do the same. It's weird, but not unenjoyable, and certainly not by the time she's reached the end, and she's pushing her head onto your cock just about as far as it will go with every downwards motion. You can't help but start to grunt, as Pinkie expertly brings you closer and closer to orgasm, but keeps you on the right side of it.
She giggles, cutely. Then she stops her bobbing, and focuses her attentions on the throbbing head of your dick, licking it frantically when she's not giving it wet, noisy sucks. It's a different pleasure to the almost-throating she was giving you before, but no less amazing, your eyes closing in a wince as she holds you achingly close to your bursting point. Your head swirls as her tongue does the same, and for a moment you can't be sure you're even experiencing reality. It's not until she pulls her mouth free again that you're conscious once more of the slight discomfort that is lying on the wood of the booth seat.
"Look at you, Mini-Master! You're all throbby wobby!" "Uhh...."
Coherent thoughts are still a little hard to form, let alone words.
"Don't worry, we can go slow again~"
You exhale slowly. You're not sure if you're relieved or not, the concept of showing off your stamina to the hot girl at odds with your cock's desperate need to cum. You just let it happen, a groan escaping your mouth as she slowly slides her lips down your length. She really draws out the action, until you're tempted to reach forward and grab her little head and use it to get off.
"Just kidding!"
She beats you to it. You choke out an exclamation of surprise as she suddenly starts taking you deep, maintaining a strong suction as she works you nice and fast. You're not gonna last long.
Pinkie Pie's mouth, lips and tongue all work in harmony to bring you towards your peak. Cute little sounds escape her lips, muffled exclamations of girlish glee joining the noisy slurps of her slobbery blowjob. Before long, you're adding your own louder noises of pleasure, as the party pony easily uses her mouth to get you off. When she senses you reaching your limit, her mouth suddenly speeds up, until it's almost like she's jerking you off with her lips. Shit, if this is all a game to her, she certainly plays to win!
"Pinkie I'm... gonna cum...!" "Mmhmm!"
She acknowledges your warning, and doesn't slow down. You grunt loudly, and then again as the wonderful feeling of her oral assault finally overwhelms you, and you start filling up her eager mouth with your seed. You can tell it's a big one, your cock twitching for a good long while as it squirts out rope after rope of thick, potent cum. Her head keeps up its rapid bobbing while you cum, drawing as much of it from you as it can. By the time the flow of salty jizz slows to a dribble, her tongue must be absolutely drenched in the stuff.
Her mouth slows, slides along your length a few more times, then finally pulls free. She pauses a few moments, and then gives a little exhalation of breath that makes you realise she just swallowed your whole load.
"Ewwwww! Yucky!"
The way she says those words, with all of her usual childish enthusiasm, makes them not even feel like an insult. Especially when she smiles her infectious smile at you, after hopping off the seat and moving back to stand by the table.
"Mini-Master said we played too much and he wants to have a sleep. But that means you can have some cake! Sit up!"
You groan, still laid there trying to process the fact that you just got an amazing blowjob from Pinkie Pie. You're slow to sit up, but do eventually manage to complete what ought to be an exceedingly simple action. It feels almost like she sucked all the energy from you, along with your cum, but you're probably just a little worn out and dazed after such a big orgasm.
"Time for yummies! Oh I just know you're gonna like it!"
The cute girl, in her sexy maid outfit, sits next to you. Well, kind of on you, one of her shapely legs draping itself over yours, apparently just to heighten the contact between you. You watch her, enjoying the contact while your eyes slip down to those bountiful breasts, their shape highlighted clearly by the oh-so-snug fit of her top.
"You can have a peek of those next time. Now, say 'ahhhhh'! "
You say 'ahhhhh', and a forkful of cake is pushed into your mouth. Just like touching your dick, the experience is so much different when someone else does it. You're hyper-aware of the gentle press of the metal against your tongue, and then the spongy texture of the cake. The sensation of taste is stronger too, the sweetness immediately apparent, followed not long after by a gentle caramel flavour that becomes so much more intense when you close your mouth and experience the generous layer of icing. You feel you could make a pretty good guess at the number of chocolate sprinkles there were on the piece you were given, just from having it in your mouth! It's all a bit hard to put the flavours and textures into words, but the pretty girl is right. This is damn good cake.
Pinkie sits with you, spoonfeeding (well, forkfeeding!) you that whole huge slice. You're barely given the chance to talk to her, not that you're really sure you'd know what to say. Plus, why do you need to say anything when you've got the hot girl who just gave you head fussing over you and feeding you cake?
You don't. You do have to come back here, though. Definitely.
Rainbow Dash gives a toss of her rainbow-coloured hair, long and yet with a boyish angularity to the cut and styling, kind of like a glam rock star. The androgyny is rather at odds with her maid outfit, the tailored fit and shortness of the dress doing a lot to show off the very feminine charms of her body even before you factor in all the frills. That said, her chest is pretty flat, the more conservative top half of the outfit only barely hinting at her petite tits. She looks really cute.
She shoots you a smug look, probably pride at being chosen, and beckons you to follow with a wave of her hand.
"Well, come on."
You do follow, enjoying the view of her from the back just about as much as from the front. She points to a seat, then casually slaps the menu down in front of the spot before you've even had a chance to sit down. It's not quite the... traditional level of maid cafe service, that's for sure.
"You get a drink, a dessert, and I go down on you if you wanna pay extra. I aint doin' any of that silly 'Master' stuff though, you got that?"
Wow. She doesn't just sound like Dash from the show, she's got the act down pat too! Is this somehow actually her? Your brain wants to believe.
"Uhh... right." "So what are you having?"
She sounds grumpy, or at least impatient. You scan through all the drink and dessert options quickly, just trying to find something decent so you don't keep her waiting. You're really here for the blowjob, after all.
"I'll have the... custard tart, and the... energy booster?"
That brings a smile to her pretty, if kinda boyish features. Choosing the most Rainbow Dash-sounding drink on the menu was the right move, apparently.
"At least you've got good taste!" "I try." "Uhuh. And the blowjob?" "Yes... please."
She rolls her violet eyes, right in sight of you.
"No surprises there. Alright, I'll get your stuff."
She turns and walks off quickly, not looking back once. Ouch. You tell yourself that getting to feel that hot little mouth around your cock will make all this worth it. You remind yourself of how cute her bravado and tsundere attitude are on the show, even if it's a little different experiencing them personally. It's not like your manhood's having any trouble enjoying the interactions with her anyways, already throbbing away semi-hard in your pants.
"Ohhhh, Master! You came so much this time!" "Ngh, that was so good." "Here, let me clean you up~"
It's Luna's voice, and you can't believe you're hearing one of the princesses talk so lewdly, willingly engaging in such behaviour with even such an overweight, unwashed fan. It sits in stark contrast with how Rainbow Dash is treating you, and you haven't even started with the proper stuff yet! It's not that you regret your choice, but maybe you can get her to act more like she's supposed to at a maid cafe?
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True to her claim to fame, Rainbow Dash returns quickly, balancing a tray with evident physical prowess as she rapidly approaches your table.
"Here ya go."
Her voice is casual as she clatters down a plate in front of you, and then a drink, with no effort to add grace to either action.
"Alright then. Whip it out."
Is this how your fantasies involving Dashie tend to go?
Before Dash can even make a move to start with the main event, if she was even going to, you raise your hand.
"Huh? What're you doing?"
You ignore her question, giving your arm a bit more exaggerated of a wave and looking over to the main counter. Rarity spots you, and slowly saunters over. The differences just in the way the girls walk is incredible, the purple-haired girl swaying her hips almost exaggeratedly, but not so much that the act becomes comedic instead of erotic.
She reaches the table, gives Rainbow Dash a lingering glance, and then turns to speak to you.
"Something the matter, darling?"
It's hard to get the words out with a glaring Rainbow Dash standing right there beside you, eyes boring into your skin. You do manage, though.
"Uhh... well my... maid isn't behaving like... like a maid should." "What?! I so am!"
She folds her arms in front of her petite chest, looking off to the side like a petulant child. It's extremely cute.
"Rainbow Dash."
Rarity's arm comes to rest on the frilly shoulder of Rainbow Dash's apron, her voice stern yet warm, like a mother.
"You've been warned about this how many times now? Princess Celestia already told you you were *this* close to suspension!" "No, I swear I was doin' it right! Calling him Master and being cute and all that!"
Rarity looks over her shoulder back to you, her eyes wordlessly asking for confirmation. You shake your head.
"And how many times, pray tell, would you say you've called him Master so far?" "Uhh... well I mean, I was gonna!" "As I thought. Sheeesh! There's just no helping you."
She turns to face you properly now, before Rainbow Dash can protest any further.
"My apologies for this maid, Master. She may require some further spankings in the back room."
Dash goes bright red, and stares down at her Mary Janes. Her hips wiggle back and forth a little, almost looking like she's into the idea. Maybe she is. Hot.
"She's into mares... other girls. Oh, don't get the wrong idea, though! She loves sucking dick as much as any of us here. It just takes her a little extra... warming up, shall we say." "Rarit-mmmph!"
Rarity suddenly closes in on Rainbow Dash for a kiss, her hand moving around behind that rainbow-coloured head to keep it in place while the two girls' lips meet. Her other hand soon joins in, possessively seizing Rainbow's jaw.
"Mmmmm!"
It sounds kind of like a protest, but Rainbow Dash can't keep the moan of pleasure out of her muffled voice. Rarity only seems to feed off the girl's obvious pleasure, her eager kisses deepening, and the hand behind her head moving instead to firmly grasp at a perky breast as best it can through the maid outfit. You watch in shock, rock hard, thinking about asking if you can jerk off to their erotic display. A few moments later, you decide you're not even going to ask, hurrying to drop your trousers and underwear and taking your hot, needy erection in your hand. If the girls notice you jerking off to them, they certainly don't react, continuing to make out and fondle each other right in front of you. Rainbow even tries to fight back by giving her curvy aggressor some gropes in return, but it's clear who the boss is here. You groan, enjoying seeing Rainbow's brash attitude rapidly melt away in the face of sexual desire. Even if it is turned towards girls.
Finally, though it must have been at least a minute, Rarity breaks their kiss. Her voice drips confidence and power when she speaks.
"Now then, are you going to behave yourself?" "Yes! Yes Mistress." "No no no. We have a Master here for you to serve."
Rainbow Dash glances at you, noticing at that point your exposed cock and your hand busily working up and down it. She winces, but the obvious look of lust hasn't left her eyes as she eyes your erection. Meanwhile, Rarity moves around behind her, placing her hands on Rainbow's shoulders.
"Now, what do we say?" "I'll behave, Master."
Rarity clicks her tongue in disapproval.
"Now Rainbow Dash, darling, you can do sooo much better than that!"
She pushes the disobedient maid towards the table, and then keeps pushing. Rainbow Dash lets it happen, ending up bent forwards over the table, her upper body lying against it right in front of you and your cake. You grunt, and jerk a little faster as she stares straight down into the wooden surface beneath her, trying to hide her flushed face. Then, Rarity hikes up Dash's maid dress, exposing striped panties alternating white with the colours of the rainbow.
*smack!*"Ahhhhhh!"
Rarity's first spank crashes hard into Rainbow Dash's perky bottom, eliciting a cute squeal of pain from the humanised pegasus.
"Rarity, cut it out! I said I'd behave! I swear!"
*smack!*
*smack!*
"Better."
The word is not spoken with a tone of approval. It's a demand.
"M-master! I'll be your good l-little maid! No more... a-attitude!"
*smack!*
*smack!*
*smack!*"Ahhwwwwwwww!"
"Look at him! Better!"
Rainbow Dash obediently turns her head to meet your gaze, tears in the corner of her pretty purple eyes. They've certainly got that maidly look of submission you were hoping for now!
"Master, please forgive me! Let me suck your cock, let me... get you off with my bratty little mouth! Make my f-face your cumdump!
You tear your hand away from your cock, before the sheer hotness of hearing the cute ponygirl say such things to you has you splattering her face right here and now.
"...better."
Rarity finally sounds pleased, reaching forward to give Dash's face an affectionate stroke before turning to you and straightening her posture.
"Now, will that be all, Master?" "You're amazing..." "Oh not at all, darling, she just makes it easy."
She turns to Rainbow Dash, who's still there bent over the table, looking dazed.
"Suck his dick good now, honey!"
With that she turns, heels clopping loudly as she sashays her way back toward the counter. You briefly turn to watch her go, savouring those shapely legs and the hem of her dress dancing above them. Mostly though, you're interested in Rainbow Dash. She looks back at you, meekly, so adorable that you can't help but reach out and touch her cheek much like Rarity had.
"How should I please you, Master?" "Get under the table." "Yes, Master."
You're grinning like an idiot, and when she pushes herself up off the table and beings obediently crawling under it, your smile only gets wider. Your stomach tenses in anticipation, cock throbbing desperately for attention while you watch her carefully get her attractive, androgynous face into position right in front of your stiff member.
"Master, please enjoy my mouth."
It's almost like she's become a whole different person. A different person who parts her lips, and bobs her head forward to take your glans into her mouth and give it a suckle.
"Nggghhh..."
It feels amazing. She sucks gently, remaining focused on the head of your cock for now, but there's something incredibly attentive about the way she carefully cradles your manhood with her mouth, and adores it with affectionate licks. Almost like your cock itself is the customer here, and the customer's always right. You watch with glee, savouring the gentle, loving blowjob and the adorable expressions she makes while giving it.
"Good girl. Good maid." "Mmmph."
After how she was acting before, seeing her like this is a bit of a trip. Perhaps you're now in a dominant mood, too?
Dash's wasn't very enthusiastic when she asked you to get out your dick, but you do "whip it out" with plenty of enthusiasm for the both of you. You know that, regardless of what expression she might be wearing on her lips, they'll feel incredible wrapped around your cock, and you soon have your pants and underwear down, and your semi-erect member shown off to the rainbow-haired girl.
"Alright, let's get this over with. Feel free to, y'know, eat or whatever."
The sight of your manhood hasn't changed her obvious indifference. Nevertheless, she does get down on her knees, moving under the table and into position. You can't help but tense up, having such a pretty girl in such close proximity to your dick, and especially considering the sour (but strangely cute!) look on her face. You stare in awe, watching as she looks up at you, rolls her eyes once more, and then with no further warning or fanfare leans forward and immediately begins sucking keenly on the head of your cock.
"Unngh!"
It feels incredible, as good as you ever could have imagined a Rainbow Dash blowjob feeling like. For the first thirty seconds you completely forget about any apparent grumpiness or disinterest coming from the petite girl going down on you, lost utterly to every little suckle her mouth deigns to give you, and between them the giddy anticipation for the next. Suddenly her tongue flicks out, catching a particularly sensitive spot on your glans, and you give out another low groan of ecstasy. That prompts her to suddenly pull her mouth from your cock altogether.
"Could you can it with all the noise?" "Oh, uhh, sorry."
It seems a little unfair that you visit a blowjob cafe and are getting punished for doing no more than enjoying what you paid for, but Rainbow Dash's mouth is so amazing that you're not about to start an argument with her. Especially when she promptly resumes sucking you off, still using the same casual pace and attitude, but nevertheless making you feel like you're in heaven. She really is good at this, and that's what you tell her.
"You give a, ngh... mean blowjob." "Mmhm."
You can hear a sliver of pride in her muffled response. Oh yeah, this is totally Rainbow Dash. The comment earns you another one of those pinpoint licks, and you clench your teeth to make sure she doesn't have to stop and complain at you again. She doesn't, and you slowly manage to relax into all of the wonderful sensations a little, the tension in your limbs easing as you let yourself get more comfortable in your seat. You watch her, seeing her keep up that grumpy (but adorable!) look even as she switches to deeper bobs of her head, pace slowing down like she's trying not to overwhelm you with the pleasure being introduced to more and more of your rock-hard length.
For someone who'd been talking about just getting this over with, she sure does seem to be drawing this out. You're totally fine with that, though. This is amazing, and right now, you feel like you could spend a whole day just with her under the table. Besides, you've got the tart and drink she brought for you. The former looks good, a rather standard custard tart topped with cinnamon but obviously made by a maid with devotion to her Masters' happiness. Rainbow Dash had picked it up so quickly, it must have already been made by whoever was staffing the kitchen today ー it's definitely hard to imagine that she could have made it. The drink is a bright blue, much like the fur of the pony you have the human equivalent of sucking you off right now. It fizzes away with obvious carbonation, and looks very sweet.
Seeing that submission now in her purple eyes as they stare up at you, you can't help but feel the urge to take control. After all that initial attitude, Dashie could use some putting in her place ー sure, Rarity kind of already achieved that, but shouldn't the one she was giving all the attitude to also have his turn? You begin by taking a firm grip on her head, pushing her head back, the exquisite embrace of her mouth slipping free of your manhood.
"You'll do what I say, won't you Dashie?" "Yes." "Yes what?' "Oh, umm, yes Master."
Seems she's already slipping a little now Rarity's not around. Yeah, she definitely still needs some reminding of her place.
"Good. Come here."
You leave your food and drink at the table, and slide yourself out of the booth seat, sitting instead on the table's edge. It's a slightly more exposed position, sure, but in a moment any attention will be on your maid and not you anyway. Rainbow Dash crawls out quickly and stands before you. Staying kneeling would've been more submissive, but seeing her so demure, hands folded in her lap in such a maidly fashion, she looks so cute you're not going to make a big deal about it.
"Now, you're going to pleasure me like this. Standing up." "But... Master, the height's wrong, how'm I supposed to...?" "You bend over. The whole cafe's going to see your spanked little ass." "Aw, geez." "What was that?" "N-nothing Master!"
Rainbow Dash is bright red, but with much hesitation, she does bend forwards so that her head can reach your hips. The position's a nice stretch for an athletic girl like her, but she's clearly much more concerned with the way her little maid dress flips up, and anyone on that side of the cafe can see those cute striped panties, and the thoroughly pinkened flesh of her pert bottom. You smirk. Before she can get too distracted, though, you grab her head and pull it onto your dick, pushing her lips a good way down your member now.
"Mmnph!
You give out a sound too, as a new kind of pleasure hits you, different from Dash's competent technique. You hold her there a few moments, bumping your glans against the entrance to her throat, loving the way that warm, wet sensation now embraces that much more of your cock. You're soon happily using your hand to work her head back and forth, making sure each bob is nice and deep like the first one, the girl's muffled whimpers doing nothing to deter you from enjoying her mouth. "Now. You keep that up." You relax the pressure from your hand, but keep it there on her head as a reminder. Rainbow Dash does as she's commanded, adjusting the position of her feet a little and using one hand to cling to your shirt for balance as she starts deeply bobbing her head, adopting a good, fast tempo with which to almost gag herself.
Soon you see Rarity approaching again, then realise she's leading a new customer to his seat. "Ahh. Much better, Dashie!" Rarity stops, watches what Rainbow Dash is doing with a sultry smile, and then helps herself to a quick fondle of her friend's butt. "You keep being a good girl, and we'll have a nice report to give to Celestia about your behaviour." "Mmm... mmmMMPH! Rarity suddenly grabs Dash's panties, and tugs them down her toned legs, leaving them around her knees. "How about you give those to Master when you're done. A way to say sorry, hmm?" "Mmph... Rarity shoots you a wink, then returns to leading her dumbfounded customer off for his blowjob. Damn this place is amazing.
The visit from Rarity seems to have had an effect on Dash, too, the rainbow-haired girl redoubling her efforts to please you, her Master. Still taking you dangerously deep with every forward movement of her pretty head, occasionally actually gagging herself when she does push that little bit too far, she now also ensures she's applying a strong suction. A loud slurping noise here or there as her lips trace out the shape of your shaft, following every little bump or vein. Your maid is doing an incredible job, rapidly building up your orgasm.
"Look at all those people checking out your ass, Dashie." "Mmph. Shhlllmbph. "How about you give them a little show while I cum down your throat? Go on. Shake your butt for them." "Mmmph?" "Do it, maid."
With hesitation at first, Rainbow Dash starts swaying her bare bottom back and forth, further drawing eyes to her exposed privates that her skimpy maid dress can do nothing to protect in her current position. Soon she's putting on quite the little show for those lucky enough to be able to see from where they're seated. She's actually getting pretty into it, you realise with a smile.
The real show, though, is what her mouth is doing. She's still frantically bobbing, slurping away as she eagerly uses your cock to fuck her mouth. She takes you delightfully deep, only stopping for an occasional bout of attention paid specially to your throbbing cockhead, tongue teasing the sensitive underside. For a supposedly (sort-of?) lesbian, she really does know how to suck a cock like she wants its cum more than anything else in the world.
She's going to get it, too. You grab her head again, super worked up at this point, her sexy little display for the cafe only making you want to cum all the more. Pumping her head rapidly up and down, you easily crest the peak she so wonderfully brought you to, plunging in deep to start spurting your load down her throat as promised. "Mmmnngph!" It's all the cute humanised pony can say as she struggles to make sure she gulps it all down even in such an awkward position for swallowing. "Good girl." You relax the pressure on her head, and she slowly stands herself back up in front of you. Her face is flushed a deep red, and her violet eyes are moist from the gagging, but still show a deep submission as they stare into yours. Yours probably aren't reflecting the same kind of intense dominance, however. Now that you've cum, you're mostly sitting there marvelling at what came over you, at the things you so readily did with a girl you'd just met.
"Heh. I guess that was pretty fun." Dash's expression relaxes a bit too, as she starts to snap out from the spell of submission. She turns her head off to one side, avoiding your gaze. "So uhh, you know. Thanks, and stuff." She bends down a little, so she can finish pulling down her rainbow-striped panties and step out of them. "...Master." Her underwear are held up, dangling off one finger awaiting you to collect them. You do so eagerly, inspecting them right in front of her, immediately noticing just how wet the crotch has become. Jackpot. "Don't do anything weird with 'em, you got that?" She speaks with some of that initial attitude she was showing you, but much more softly. As if deep down, she accepts that the treasure now in your hand is yours, to do with as you please. "Like this?" You hold the panties up to your face, pressing your nose right into the crotch. Inhaling the smell of the one and only Rainbow Dash's arousal, while you wonder if she might not just taste better than the custard tart still sat on the table waiting for you. "Yes like that, weirdo!" "Pff. Don't push it. Now come feed me this tart." "Fiiine. I mean, yes Master." By the time you're done eating the delicious dessert, she's pretty much back to her original self. "All that stuff before? One time deal, okay? You can blame Rarity for that."
You're not so convinced, maybe you ought to come back and pick her again. You're definitely coming back to pick somepony!
Rainbow Dash looks up at you, wearing an expression light years apart from the rolling of eyes she'd been giving you before. The sexy look of submission her violet orbs hold now is exciting, the contrast with before only making it all the sweeter. Not to mention the whole blowjob thing ー even as the Element of Loyalty stares up into your eyes and makes you feel like you might fall into hers, her mouth is still gently bobbing up and down your length. She really is good at it, too, going so teasingly slow and yet you can't help but find yourself hanging on every movement of those wonderfully soft lips.
"Ngh. Oh yes maid, I really needed this."
She doesn't answer, but does pull her gaze away from you. She closes her eyes altogether, actually, which only has the effect of making her look like she's savouring a mouthful of her favourite food, shutting out the sense of sight so as to better experience all of the others. Really, as far as you can tell, that's exactly what she's doing. Rarity wasn't kidding about Dash liking to suck cock as much as any of the girls here, huh?
"You like it? Master's cock?"
The personified pegasus has switched now to licking up along your shaft, holding you gently at the base with a few slender fingers while her tongue explores every last bit of turgid flesh. The sensation's actually less intense than before, not that you're complaining. With how skilled the little lesbian (well, maybe that's not the right word, but then, what?) is proving to be, you're more than happy to let her drag this out some.
"...yesh, Massher!"
She doesn't stop licking, even to answer you, her tongue proving just as agile as she is as it eagerly swirls around your cockhead. Shit, forget being less intense, this feels so damn good. If she chooses to focus on that spot that keeps making you groan every time she slurps her tongue up along it...
Mercifully, she doesn't. Instead she delivers a chain of careful, worshipful kisses down the length of your manhood, and then catches you off-guard in a different way.
"Shouldn't I have to... lick your balls and stuff, too, Master?"
It's funny to hear her speak with such a meek, subservient voice, only to tell you how best to have her submit to you. Then again, it does kind of make sense for her. Even wholly wrapped up in this submissive mode, Dash's still not going to shy too far away from asking for what she wants. Good thing you've decided it's what you want, too... not that you probably could have turned Rainbow Dash down anyway, with how cute she'd sounded asking like that.
"Alright. Get my pants off." "Yes, Master."
While she busies herself with that, you sneak yourself a piece of your tart. It tastes good, really good. Before you can go for a second bit, though, you feel your pants and underwear slip down your legs, successfully tugged out of the way by your eager, prismatic-haired maid. She wastes no time, no sooner than your sack is exposed to her has her sweet mouth attached itself to your nuts, a chaste kiss that soon deepens into an eager lapping of her tongue while it searches out a ball to cradle. You can hardly believe what she's doing, the Rainbow Dash tonguing your nuts. Even less believable, is how she's doing it. You can't help but rub it in a little.
"Now, is going down on Master so bad?" "No, Master... ...sorry, Master." "Good girl, Dashie."
You let her continue this a good long while, her hand having soon joined in to help encourage you to make that decision by jerking evenly up and down your very stiff length. You're throbbing like crazy, but she's not going too fast, letting her wondrous little mouth remain the star of the show while you try to fully relax and enjoy the rest of your tart. Turns out it's hard to eat with a super-cute member of the mane six making out with your ballsack, but you are slowly making your way through the rest of your tart.
"Mmph... mnnn... nn..."
Dash's quiet noises while she licks your balls start to sound different, more erotically charged. It seems she's really into doing this for you, a thought that makes you smile as you reach for another piece of tart.
"Mmph... mnnn! Nnnn~"
You shoot a quizzical look down at her as the sounds get louder, and she looks up at you with a look on her face that seems... hopeful? You're not sure what she's after, though, and quickly turn your focus back to trying out the strange, fizzy blue drink she brought you. It turns out to be very sweet, and you decide to leave it 'till later.
"Master! Please... ahhn... can you call me a good... nnnhhh... a good maid again?"
Her mouth has pulled away from your balls, and yet she still can't talk properly, her words punctuated with... moans of pleasure. It's unmistakable now. You bend your head down, trying to get a good angle to peer under the table. Sure enough, Rainbow Dash is masturbating. The hand not jerking your cock has snuck up underneath her maid dress, and you can absolutely imagine what it's doing. Hot.
Even better, she hasn't stopped even now that you've caught her, the subtle movements of her arm making it clear she's still fingering herself one way or another even while you peer down at her.
"A good little maid? Aren't you being rather naughty?"
She shakes her cute head back and forth. A smirk breaks out onto your face. You're pretty sure you know what she really needs.
"No? What would Mistress Rarity say, if she caught you touching yourself without permission?"
The colour tries to drain from her slightly boyish features, but those cheeks are flushed way too red right now. Her purple eyes widen. Her hand stops jerking you off, but her other hand still appears to be busy.
"As I thought. We're going to have to punish you, Dashie. Some more spankings? No, you seemed to enjoy them too much..." "Ohhh.... ahhhhn!"
That arm of hers seems to be moving faster. You're really getting into the dirty talk now too, her distracted hand on your dick replaced with your own.
"You did look cute, bent over my table before. Just imagine... stuck in that position, Mistress holding you down..." "Ahhnnhh~" "...and a whole line of guys like me, all waiting their turn to show that hot little cunt of yours what it was really made for!" "Ahhhhhhnn!! ♥"
Rainbow Dash cums, and when she does, you catch yourself about to do the same. Resigned to it now, you rapidly jerk your cock, grunting loudly as you feel your cockhead give a twitch, and then start plastering the erotic sight of Dash's still-gasping face with your cum. All that slow blowjob before got you worked up too, blast after blast of the stuff coming, until a thick long strand has draped itself over her nose, two more on her very bright pink left cheek. A fourth splodge has plastered itself over most of her lips, and one last big one droops from her forehead, dangerously close to her right eye.
The two of you remain there, doing nothing more than trying to regain your breath.
"...wow." "Yeah..."
Another protracted period of silence.
"I'm gonna kill Rarity." "No... my good little maid would never!"
She shoots you a withering look, and you can only laugh at the emotional whiplash. Maybe the orgasm has snapped her back to her usual self.
"...I'll let that one slide. You're not so bad. Master."
She crawls herself out from under the table, and stands up awkwardly.
"Well, later."
You get a half-hearted wave from her, as she walks off to clean up. Somehow, that's almost as much of a badge of honour as making her cum just before. Grabbing the drink and downing the thing in just about one gulp so you can get going too, you're soon walking out of the building, and down the street. The smile's still on your face.
Oh, and yes, you're definitely going to come back!
With Rainbow Dash dutifully, if begrudgingly, sucking you off under the table, you grab your fork and start using it to cut yourself off a piece of custard tart. It takes a few goes to get the base of your piece to break away, and the process takes even longer still thanks to the occasional moments when the pleasure of your maid's mouth really hits you, and all you can do is grip the table with your free hand and try to ride it out.
The tart tastes as good as it looked, although its a little hard to concentrate on the taste while you have one of the mane six under the table. She's really got you throbbing at this point, hovering around the point just a bit before orgasm, regardless of whether she's currently using those deep bobs of her head, or concentrating a series of licks to your tip, or gently sucking on just the first couple of inches. She's switching between the different techniques more frequently now, and each time she does a low grunt escapes your mouth as the texture of these oral delights shifts.
At least she doesn't complain about you making those noises. She does find something else to complain about, however.
"Could you eat any slower?! You know there's a time limit right?" "You didn't say anything about a time limit." "Well I'm saying it now! Anyways I've had enough, I'm gonna make you cum now." "Well hang on, how much time have I go.... ooooonnggh!"
Your attempt to find out just what you're working with time-wise is cut off by a groan of pleasure, as Dash suddenly returns to sucking you off, using the deep motions that have her cradling most of your length with her hot little mouth, and this time without the slowed tempo to help you accommodate the pleasure. She looks as displeased as she sounded, and you're hesitant to try to push your luck, considering the fact that a girl wearing her current facial expression has your cock in her mouth. That seems dangerous.
Instead you grip the table again, and just try to hold on as long as you can, wanting to enjoy every last second you can get of this wonderful blowjob. Even if Rainbow Dash is treating it like a chore, she's certainly not being lazy about it, her lips careful to remain firmly pressed to your length even as she rapidly works them up and down it. Her speed increases, and the urge to cum builds rapidly, your manhood throbbing desperately as...
She pulls off your cock altogether, panting a little. You were so close, it almost hurts to go from all that sensation to none just like that. "Whew! Okay, not bad!" She sounds impressed, before she catches herself and shoots a frown up at you. "Guess I'll stop going easy on ya." Dash brings her hand into play now, too, taking a good firm grip on your dick that feels somehow befitting for such an athletic type, and jerking it up and down your spit-moistened shaft with serious vigour. There's a little less to it than the blowjob, but all the raw sensation and intensity is just what you need to get off. You're surely not going to last so much as a few seconds of this...
...and definitely not when Rainbow Dash takes the desperately throbbing head of your cock back into her mouth. She keenly suckles on the tip, teases the underside of your head with rapid little licks, and continues jerking you off hard enough that it's audible up here above the table, all at the same time. You gasp, and then your cock explodes, unloading thick, sticky strings of cum all over her tongue. She winces, but stays in place until the spasms of your cock have finally subsided. Your turn to pant, as you watch to see what this cute personification of the superstar in the sky herself is going to do now.
She unceremoniously spits your load into a pair of cupped hands. It's kind of hot to see just how much you came, but if you're hoping she plays with it or takes it back into her mouth to swallow, you're sorely disappointed. "Yeah, I aint' drinking that. Pass me a tissue?" There are some on the table. You get her a couple, not about to deny the girl who just made you cum so hard. Once she's cleaned up your load, the androgynous girl crawls out from under the table and stands up beside it. When she looks to you, there's a bit less of a frown on her lips, and a bit more red on her cheeks. Her voice is a little softer and a lot less bratty now. "Happy?" "Happy." "Okay. Umm, good. I'm gonna go wash up now, alright?" You nod, smiling to yourself at the change in demeanour. Maybe she didn't hate this as much as she'd been putting on?
Either way though, you're still left to put your dick away yourself, while you watch the androgynous girl walk off, the lapping of her maid dress at her upper thighs at least giving you something good to watch. Rainbow Dash doesn't return, either. It's strange sitting there eating alone after what just happened, but you are satisfied. All that attitude really only made the experience more genuine, and maybe you can come choose Dash again to try to really figure out what makes the girl tick.
Rainbow Dash's mouth has got you feeling so hot, heat flushing your cheeks and ears as she gives you these incredible sensations you never thought you'd experience from the rainbow-haired speedster. You go for the drink to try to cool off, finding the fizzy liquid nice and cold in the glass. Taking a big gulp, you find it just as sweet as it looked, a flavour that's sort of... vanilla? But with a sort of artificial tang, as well. And the familiar flavour of energy drink. Well, that figures really, given the name. The taste is weird, but a good weird. Weirdly addictive, too, and once you finish that first gulp you pretty soon go back for more. While Dash continues pleasing you with those slow, deep, even bobs of her head, you end up quickly downing the whole glass.
It hits you, hard. You feel your heart rate quicken, conscious of its beating in your chest. Your body floods with energy, muscles tingling with an urge to move that is difficult to resist. If not for the fact that you have a mane six member, or some pegasister's loving recreation of one, giving you a wonderful (if sour-faced!) blowjob, you'd already be out in the street running. Maybe this is what Dash actually feels like most of the time?
You squirm uncomfortably where you sit, as the strange compulsion to do something only gets stronger. The heat in your face hasn't subsided either. "What was in that drink?" You get no answer, the girl not even acknowledging your question as she continues the gentle strokes of her mouth unperturbed. With how slow she's going, it seems like she's deliberately teasing you, every movement offering another twinge of exquisite sensation but nowhere near the intensity you'll need to cum. Is this how she's expressing her obvious reluctance to go down on you, refusing to mix things up or at least go at a decent speed to get back at you for having her do this in the first place?
The drink has you just about jumping out of your skin, and every further second of her slow sucking brings more agony than it does arousal. You know you might get in trouble with the cafe for this, but you can't help it, reaching down to grab Dash's head with a handful of hair and start properly working that sexy little mouth of hers back and forth on your own terms. "Mmnhph!" She sounds surprised, but she doesn't actually try to stop you. Leaving you free to start enjoying her mouth at a decent speed, not to mention finally give your hyperactive arm something to do. You have her bob quickly over just the first few inches, then quickly switch to deeper movements back and forth, then switch again to really pressing her down onto your thick shaft as far as it seems she can go. Rainbow Dash eventually gags, and you let her rapidly pull back her head to cough and gasp for breath. "Hey, too deep! What do you think you're... mmmmph!" Letting her catch her breath was one thing, but you've got no time for conversation here! You pull her right back onto your cock, cutting off the complaint and pushing her good and deep once more, indulging in a little revenge after all her attitude from before. She gags a little, but not so much as the first time, and you don't let her off your dick, instead using your hand to have her sucking quickly on a bit over half your length, no risk of gagging her but really filling up her mouth with your manhood on every thrust you make her give.
It feels amazing, and more grunts and groans occasionally escape your mouth, despite her earlier complaint about you making noise. Rainbow Dash is in no position to complain now, her mouth being made to occupy itself with fucking you at a nice good pace. Or maybe she still is complaining ー it's pretty tough to actually interpret all those cute, muffled sounds she's giving! Yet even still, the sugar and caffeine and taurine in your veins have you uncomfortably buzzing. Your other hand needs something to do, and well, Dash is right there.
"Mmph? Mmmhmmmph!" She gives a particularly intense muffled sound as you slide down a little in your seat, spread your legs to let your other arm slip down past her head, and start eagerly fondling one of those perky, diminutive breasts of hers. Is this allowed under the cafe rules? In your current state, you're not even thinking about that. You're thinking about how good it feels to just be active in expressing to Dash how cute and sexy it is, how good it is to find that she's not wearing a bra, letting you help yourself to the modest handful of titflesh and give it a good hard squeeze.
The effect is immediate. You seem to have found one of her weakpoints, because the humanised pegasus gives a muffled sound of an entirely different timbre, a moan of obvious arousal. You're inspired to give the already-stiff nipple a few good flicks of your fingers, and then a few pinches once the sensitive flesh has hardened even further under your attentions. Dash moans again, and the erotic sound triggers a rush of arousal for you too, the stark change in attitude brought about by your touches raising your own excitement, as if you aren't already stimulated enough.
Gotta give it to her! To her mouth, to her tits! Gotta cum! The drink has you losing it, but not so much in a bad way. You just need to make yourself feel good, make her feel good, cum down her throat, and tell the whole world that you did. Soon you've switched hands, making it easier to tease her other breast like you've relentlessly done with the first, but at no point have you given Dash a break. One of your hands has kept her bobbing this whole time, never giving control back to her, treating her mouth like a sextoy as your orgasm rapidly builds. Of course in this state, there's no way you're going to hold back.
"Ngh, that's it Rainbow Dash! Suck it good... 'bout to cum, you hot little thing!" Sure it's just the caffeine talking, but its voice is loud and clear as you announce to the cafe what's about to happen. Something to feel embarrassed about later, perhaps, because right now all that matters is... Oooh, now that's an idea. You fuck her face with rapid, deep strokes, and feel the urge to cum grow. You let it happen, really being rather rough with your maid until your cock's throbbing with the same jittery feeling as the rest of your body, clearly about to explode. You pull out of her mouth, leaving the androgynous girl there panting while you pull down the neck of her maid outfit with one hand, and aim your cock downwards with the other. Painting her sensitive, bra-less breasts with so many good, thick spurts of your sticky cum, jerking your manhood with the hand holding it to encourage out every last drop while you think about how hot it is to cum all over a member of the mane six's tits.
Are you for real? What the hay was that?! She sounds pissed. Meanwhile, you feel like a pressure valve was finally released, the orgasm drawing away all that excess sexual energy, and regular energy, alike. "Erm... yeah. I guess all that was probably against the rules, huh? The drink... I mean, something came over me there, it was like I was-" She cuts off your desperate, hyperactive explanation with a sudden good hard punch to your knee. It really hurts. "Nahh, I'm just messin' with ya. Told you the drink was a good idea!" She smirks up at you, and shoots you a wink when you meet her gaze. Oh. That punch was supposed to have been playful. It still fucking hurts. Wait, so she really did like that?
"Anyways, gotta dash, loser. Peace!"
You don't get the opportunity to find out. Instead you just get to watch her disappear, imagining how your cum must be dribbling its way down her chest as she clomps off in her maid outfit's heels, with speed. Then, not soon after you've turned back to your custard tart and started to tuck into it, finding it as delicious as it looks, Twilight Sparkle suddenly sits down next to you.
"Seems like Dash had to go clean up. Have fun?" "Yeah, but I mean it was weird, like she seemed to not really be into it at all, giving me all these dirty looks and sarcastic comments and then I got a bit carried away and I was, like, pumping her head up and down and touching her tits which I'm not even sure if I was allowed to do but then suddenly she was actually getting into it or like, it seemed like that and actually I came all over her tits and she winked at me like she really did enjoy it but then she just ran off without hardly talking or interacting with me after!" "Let me guess. Energy booster?" You nod. "...figures. You should see me after one of those things!" You're not sure you even want to try to picture the little nerd all hyped up on that amount of caffeine, and god knows what else goes into the drink.
