An awkward situation
The door was closed as Scootaloo walked up to it. The filly was shaking and felt hot. She was having trouble sleeping and Applejack was out of town, along with Granny Smith. Big Macintosh had promised the crusaders they could have a sleepover tonight. As most young fillies do she decided to barge into the room unannounced. The stallion rushed to cover himself up.
“ Sc-Sc-Scootaloo, what are you in here for?” Big Macintosh questioned.
“ I couldn’t sleep.” The filly responded. She walked up closer.
“ Well, why don’t ya get some water and go to bed. I would get it for ya, but I’m a bit preoccupied.” The stallion said sincerely.
The filly made eye contact with the stallion. She had a small crush on the stallion even though it was not right. She was always told to stick with ponies her own age, but she couldn’t help it. Scootaloo wanted more than anything to sleep with Big Mac.
“ Um, can I sleep with you?”
“ NO! Ah mean, uh, no, not tonight at least.” The stallion said quickly.
“ I can help you do whatever it is you’re doing,” said the filly earnestly. The stallion wanted to say yes, but this wasn’t right and he knew it. Big Mac had been raised with strong morals and bucking a filly was against them. He had to come up with an idea and quickly. The stallion knew what to do within a moment.
“ Why don’t you get a glass of water and then you can sleep in here.” The stallion hoped this would work.
Scootaloo walked through the dark hallway and reached the stairs. She climbed down the steps entering the dark living room. The filly looked around and found a light switch and flicked it on. The room lit up enough where she could see.
The kitchen entrance was on the other side of the room. She through the door and flipped another switch. Then, Scootaloo walked toward the cabinet where the glasses were kept. The filly got a glass from there and walked to the sink. She pulled up a stool and turned on the nozzle. The cup was filled water, so she turned the faucet off.
Scootaloo was really thirsty and her mouth was dry. She guzzled the liquid as quickly as possible. The filly set the glass in the sink. She exited the kitchen and turned out the light. Then , made sure the light in the living room was turned off. The filly walked back up the stairs and down the hallway.
She approached the door to Big Macintosh’s room. The filly walked in and saw the stallion’s member was fully erect. He didn’t see her at first as he gently stroked up and down. The stallion heard a gasp and with wide eyes tried to hide himself, but it was too late. The filly had shut the door walked across the room and stopped in front of the stallion.
The stallion’s cheeks turned slightly more red. He had been caught by the filly, she was fast. Now he found himself in a predicament: either he broke a promise and told the filly to leave or she stay which was another issue entirely.
Scootaloo looked into Big Mac’s eyes and gave him a look that fillies only give when they really want something.
“ Can I touch it?” The filly asked, pleadingly. The stallion tried his best to keep his ground.
“ No.” The stallion said firmly.
“ Please?” The filly got closer, her lips inches from his. Then, the filly surprised herself as she leaned in and kissed the stallion. The stallion became muddled and couldn’t talk straight. He rolled his eyes and gave her nod.
The filly turned around and looked at the erect member. She reached out a hoof and placed it on his shaft and began to lightly stroke it. It was huge and felt warm to her hoof, there was a rising heat in her and she was just starting. She kissed the tip of the stallion’s boner and put her mouth around the length. She went down and tried to get as much as she could. The taste was salty and bitter.
She moved her tongue all around it and continued in an up and down motion. She put a hoof between her legs to try to ease the tension. The orange filly found herself in a different mindset. She continued to stroke and suck on as much of it possible, her tiny mouth unable to fit around the whole thing.
Big Mac watched the filly, with a full view of her backside. The fillies flank seemed oddly appealing. He placed both of his hoofs on her flank and moved her tail. He saw the fillies tight flank and her small hole. The stallion began to feel on the filly.
Scootaloo became tense feeling she was almost ready to blow. Around her mouth she felt a throbbing sensation. Becoming overwhelmed the filly didn’t know what to do. She felt a sensation tingle through her body.
Then, The stallion gave a moan and he came sending his seed into the fillies mouth. Overwhelmed by this She made a loud moan as her body reached breaking point. Her juices flowing out of her body and all over Big Macintosh. She swallowed the cum and licked up whatever was left. The filly stopped and began to pant.
The filly was exhausted now and yawned. She could fall asleep now and be happy. She was about to close her eyes when the stallion called her name. She looked the stallion.
“ Did ya enjoy that?” The stallion asked. The filly nodded response with a huge smile on her face. Then the filly had an idea.
“ Can you lick me down there?” She asked pointing a hoof downwards. The stallion nodded and pulled her up until her lower body was above his mouth. He stuck out his tongue and began licking her. The filly began moaning in response.
The stallion dug his mouth deeper into her nether region. He was relentless and kept on going non stop. She couldn’t control herself and peed all over him. He stopped for a moment the filly blushed and apologized sincerely. The stallion just smiled nodded, sticking out his tongue and starting again.
Scootaloo came with a scream. The filly fell on her back and giggled. She looked at the stallion’s member and walked over to it. However, when she did she got sprayed. The stallion laughed and said payback. The filly proceeded to grab the length and play with it. She felt harden and positioned herself. But her little body collapsed in a heap as sleep overcame her. The stallion chuckled and placed filly next to him and kissed her goodnight.