- >"Awww yeah! Chalk another one up for the Dash!"
- >You stumble through the gate to Sweet Apple acres, your makeshift finish line, wheezing and out of breath.
- >Who were you to think you could've beaten Rainbow Dash in a footrace.
- >Even with your longer legs it didn't make much difference, and she didn't take any pity on you despite your status as her 'bestie.'
- >Still, you at least made her break a sweat so your ego wasn't completely destroyed.
- "Yeah yeah whatever, next time I'll win and we'll see who's bragging then."
- >"Pffft! Not likely!" She laughs before quirking her brow, "You're not trying to back out on the bet are you?"
- >Her suspicious glare almost made you laugh...almost.
- >If only she knew how you really thought about your little bet.
- "And give you an excuse not to blow me the next time I win, heck no!"
- >She looks a little relieved and more than a bit excited at that news.
- >You throw your hands behind your head to help catch your breath as you walk past her.
- "Come on, let’s find somewhere to get you off."
- >She watches you with her eyes wide and ears perked, only when you reach the end of a ten-foot invisible rope does she spring back into action, trotting up quickly beside you.
- >"Y-yeah, what about behind the barn?"
- "That'll work, as long as no one's inside doing chores." You smile down at her.
- >She initially mirrors your smile before her cheeks turn a little red.
- >"And if they are then I'm sure they'll think all the grunting and slurping and giggling is from a bird or something."
- >You pause.
- "A bird?"
- >"Heh, yeah! What you've never heard birds make weird noises before?"
- >You ruffle her mane.
- "No but I'm sure this little birdie's going to make some weird ones in a few minutes."
- >"Hey! I've already told you pegasuses aren’t related to birds!"
- "Keep preaching featherbrain, I'll believe it when you stop preening every time we settle down to watch a movie."
- >At that her blush deepens.
- >"That's just a thing we do when we're comfortable!"
- >And that's almost enough to make you blush in turn.
- "And what's all this about giggling?" You smirk, "I can see the grunting and slurping, sure, but I doubt there's anything down there in that sweaty mare sheath I'll want to giggle about."
- >She looks at you quizzically until she remembers.
- >"Well it's ticklish for me, duh."
- >You look at her with some concern.
- >"What? Don't tell me you don't know how this works."
- "I know exactly how this works."
- >"So if you've done it before then you should know how to tickle me."
- >You sense a strong dose of innocence in her words.
- "Umm, well...I haven't done this before, but I'm pretty sure it has nothing to do with tickling."
- >"Well how else are you going to make me cum?"
- >You reach your hidey spot behind Applejack's barn and come to a stop.
- "Dash, have you ever gotten a blowjob before?"
- >She looks down and kicks the dirt, "No, but I've masturbated before and it's all the same thing!"
- >You take a seat on the grass in front of her and her face turns beet red.
- "Let me guess, you use your feathers?"
- >She nods, "My hooves are too rough."
- >She's close enough that you can feel her breath on your face, a warm humidity in the midst of a cool summer breeze.
- "I see. It seems like we've got a lot to learn here, then."
- >You pat the grass next to you, coaxing her to sit down.
- >Now she was starting to feel awkward.
- >All of her brash facade crumbled in light of her inexperience and the unexpected fluttering in her chest.
- >This was already more intimate than she thought it would be when she had her bright idea to bet blowjobs.
- >In fact, the only reason she hadn’t already rocketed off to sulk in the clouds all day was because of how well she knew and trusted you.
- >And you certainly didn't take that for granted.
- >She looks at you expectantly, her wings ruffling lightly at her sides.
- >"So how do you want me to, um..."
- "However is comfortable for you, if you want to just lay back or maybe lay across my lap, heck if you want to brace on my shoulders to give me a face full of winner dick, whatever you want."
- >She seems frozen with indecision, before tentatively rising to her hooves in front of you.
- >Well you didn't expect that but you did list it as an option.
- >You slide to place your back against the barn wall.
- >She bites her tongue as she maneuvers to stand in front of you.
- >In-between her cyan legs, a watermelon appendage can be glimpsed dangling loose and springy.
- >You could smell it already.
- >A wet, musky scent that rang with the sharp tang of sweat and workout pony.
- >She notices your eyes wandering.
- >"Are you sure about this?"
- >You lick your lips and grin before booping her on the nose playfully.
- "Are you kidding? You owe me a fresh Wonderbolt protein shake ma'am."
- >At this she snickers and starts the awkward dance of trying to mount your face.
- >She only had porn to go off of, so it was far from a flawless performance.
- >Her hooves shuffle and draw closer next to your relaxed legs.
- >Hot, excited, nervous breaths buffet your hair as her warm, sweaty presence slowly isolates you from the fresh Equestrian afternoon.
- >Your hand moves up to brace her withers as she takes the first hop to place her forelegs on your shoulders.
- >Hind legs quickly step to straddle your waist as she firmly plants her forehooves on your shoulders.
- >Suddenly, you're face to face with her quivering pink penis in all it's moist and clammy glory.
- >She was bigger than you expected, having an inch or so on you in length and a good bit in girth as well.
- >The very base of her shaft ends in a corucopia of sweaty wrinkles--her sheath, that tapers off into a pendulous cyan-furred sack.
- >"D-does that work?"
- >Her cock slaps her belly with excitement, dripping its first crystalline orb of precum.
- "Yeah I think so," You reach back to grip her buttocks and she jolts in your grasp, "Heheheh! A little jumpy for your first BJ huh?"
- >"N-no!" Comes the eloquent response from somewhere above your head.
- >You use your grip to walk her hindlegs closer, bringing her meat into a more accessible region.
- "Geez I should've made you shower before this."
- >"Is it too ss-ssmelly?"
- "Nah it's fine."
- >You lean forward and lick her flaring cockhead.
- >It flares some more and laces your chin with a spurt of precum.
- >Her hind hooves do a little tapdance and you can feel her glutes shudder under your grasp.
- "It's kinda salty and...buttery maybe?"
- >You lick her glans again, this time bracing her base with your firm grasp.
- >Your tongue excavates the flavor out of the small cavern around her urethra.
- >"Hnnng!"
- >Whatever it is carries a light burnt aftertaste that seems to blend well with the raw umami of her naturally-kept meat.
- "Heheh! I think I found a new favorite snack!"
- >She was either too embarrassed or overwhelmed to respond.
- >Her hips thrust forward in an attempt to masturbate with your hand so you bring the other one up to grip around her medial ring.
- >A few firm, dribbling thrusts lubricate your hands with stringy precum and you have to calm her down before you can get your head back in here.
- "Hold on, hold on, just let me..."
- >She pauses long enough to let you wrap your lips around her tip and swallow her meat down to the medial ring.
- >"Oh ah-I...nnnnnngh!"
- >Yeah, just as you thought. Not ticklish.
- >Her hind hooves scrape up the turf as she does all she can to push more of her penis into your mouth, but you don't allow it.
- >You keep her firmly hilted to the medial ring and no further, mostly because you were about to gag if you had to deal with any more.
- >Her ripe flavor permeates your tastebuds and you can feel her rapid heartbeat twitching down her rapidly flaring length.
- >You pull back and bob down, slurping the penis-flavored spit up along the way.
- >A proper blowjob was working wonders on the mare.
- >Her wings were fully erect with arousal and her forelegs moved to clamp around your head.
- >You feel some cold drool run down the back of your neck but that didn't concern you.
- >Long, curly pubes matted together with sweat tickle your brow and rain salty droplets of crotch perspiration onto your face.
- >Her scrotum cinches up to her body, hinting at just how eager she was to pop.
- >You decide you trust her enough to stop bracing her hips with both hands and you reach out to give her fuzzy little sack a tickle.
- >"Oooh! R-right there!"
- >Her hindlegs freeze in their semi-splayed position, kept from slipping by the sheer rigidity of her musculature.
- >The pause surprises you, but you don't waste any time giving her the requested reward for being such a model friend.
- >Fingernails scratch past the forest of cyan pubes into her oily sack.
- >"Ah yeah!-Nngh!"
- >Once you scratch her itch you gently cup her special organs and feel around for the actual testicles suspended in at what feels like a quart of seminal fluid.
- >Her tail alternates between swishing with joy and hiking up with arousal.
- >Her penis simply bathes in the warm tonguebath you were giving it, and it does all it can to tell you how good a job you're doing.
- >Watery precum dribbles out every half dozen seconds, sometimes briny and sometimes nearly tasteless, but all times at her body temperature of a hundred degrees.
- >Crystalline rivulets ran down your chin and clung to the underside of her angry red crotch rocket only to soak into the plethora of aromatic sheath folds.
- >Your position offered you a good look at her anatomy and needless to say it was supremely intriguing.
- >Apart from her distinctly shaped, veiny equine phallus, she had a pudgy base of greasy crotch folds that blended into her swollen sack.
- >Normally, it would've been a modest skin sock to hide her private in, but now, it was turned inside out, revealing to you all its explicit and quite honestly stinky secrets.
- >Or was that her dick itself?
- >It wouldn't surprise you given the ripe taste that you can never seem to suck completely from her pores.
- >Then again, a Wonderbolt's sweaty post-run crotch wasn't exactly a field of flowers to begin with.
- "Mmm-*schlick..." You pull off her just in time to take another shot of precum to the chin.
- "Just warn me before you cum, alright?"
- >"Mhmm!" She agrees in desperation, already jabbing your cheek with her slimy cockhead.
- "Hey! Take it easy I'm not gonna leave you hanging!"
- >You reach up to give her shaft a few reassuring pumps--to which she only thrusts harder.
- >"Anon p-please!"
- >Certainly.
- >You simultaneously wrap an arm around her back and pull her into your mouth again.
- >Somewhere above you hear a sigh of relief and feel an affectionate hoof stroke your hair.
- >You redirect that goodwill right back at her.
- >One hand finds her muscly dock nub and you grip around the root of her tail while the other boldly shimmies a finger around her gooch just behind her balls.
- >The unexpected sensation makes her lurch forward and into your expecting maw.
- >You angle so her spongy glans rubs against the ribbed texture on the roof of your mouth.
- >Each time you draw back you graze her turgid meat lightly with your teeth.
- >Each time you sink down you manage to get her a smidge deeper.
- >Over time it added up and you soon find your lips kissing just past her medial ring.
- >She had absolutely no idea what to do.
- >She tries to time her thrusts with your bobs but fails miserably.
- >She tries pushing deeper but stops when she realizes it was making you gag.
- >Eventually, she resorts to bracing against the barn wall while letting your work on her.
- >It was an incredibly satisfying feeling.
- >Not only blowing your best friend and making her feel as good as she's ever felt.
- >But feeling her surrender herself to you as if she knew you would take care of her better than she could take care of herself.
- >That thought fills you with resolve and with a deep breath, you take her to the medial ring and stop.
- >She seems to sense that you're trying for her and she too holds her breath--a perspiring monument to luck considering how much action she was getting without having to take a shower.
- >You calm yourself and breathe steadily.
- >Her spicy crotch funk clears with each exhale and suffocates you with each inhale.
- >Luckily for both of you, whatever comprised her concoction of pheromones happened to taste pretty good.
- >And it just so happened to get stronger the farther down her shaft you went.
- >A well timed swallow allows her flaring tip into your throat, and her medial ring past your teeth.
- >Another pause, another sputter of precum, another breath.
- >You savor the fresh flavor setting fire to your tastebuds and push another half-inch.
- >By now she was balancing on one hind leg, hiking the other up to allow your sideways face room to ingest more of her body.
- >You knead her balls like a batch of rising dough as you swallow even more--determined to take her to the hilt for sheer bragging rights.
- >And maybe you were a little into it.
- >"Oh Anon thank you so much!"
- >Her almost pained expression of gratitude caught you so off guard you start laughing.
- >Your throat constricts and your teeth tickle her a bit too much causing her to jerk.
- "Gah-hrrrrk!"
- >You gag hard around her sunken shaft.
- >Drool runs down her dick and drips from her balls as you struggle to maintain the position you worked so hard to achieve.
- >"S-sssorry...C-cummin-nnaaah!"
- >The timing couldn't have been more impeccable.
- >Between watery eyes that were stinging with her sweat, you see her balls pull up to her body.
- >Her muscles clench and she tries to poke deeper despite her best efforts not to torture you.
- >And surprisingly enough, you manage to inhale her once again.
- >The urge to gag subsides and you bring a hand up to roll her sheathmeat up and down her bulging cock root.
- >For a second, you chest swells with pride.
- >You were about to give your friend the best orgasm of her life.
- >Until her cum hit the back of your throat with the force of a super soaker water gun.
- "Uuuurk!-Gah!"
- >You reel back mid-spurt, catching a thick glaze of bitter ball batter to the roof of the mouth.
- >Drool waters the grass as her cock pops free and into your hand--jetting you in the teeth with another angry spurt.
- >You hack up the cum she'd tried to make you inhale and quickly bring your lips back to glans...only to find it far to engorged to wrap your lips around.
- >That miscalculation led to more hot pegasus jizz catching you in the eye and lacing through your hair.
- >You settle with sucking on her dilated urethra as she finishes excreting her voluminous load onto your tongue.
- >It takes a few pre-emptive gulps to keep your mouthful from exploding back out in an equally messy display, but you manage.
- >Finally, the...
- *sssst-sssst
- >Of her rushing fluid abates, allowing the sounds of nature and her ragged breathing to greet you once more.
- >With a wince, you swallow the aged nut butter she'd given you and give her one last cummy kiss right on the tip of her limpening cock.
- "Muah!"
- >You let her cock go to dangle freely between her hindlegs, not caring that it was dripping over your pants.
- >You lick your lips clean as she tries to clumsily dismount.
- >She stumbles into your waiting grasp and gives up halfway down, allowing you to catch her and land her squarely against your chest.
- >The pegasus strains to right herself for a moment before giving up on that too.
- >She slumps against you, panting and twitching.
- >Her eyes turn up to meet you and you're beholden by the most sincere and grateful look you've ever seen.
- >She didn't need to speak to express her gratitude for upholding the little bet she'd never expected you to follow through on.
- >In fact, words couldn't say enough.
- >She leans back to lick some of her own cum off your cheek, then pauses to sniff at your lips.
- >You sit there, sharing breath and letting the explosion of pheromones strengthen your bond.
- >It was a long shot but it happened, and needless to say this would become a tradition if you had anything to say about it.
- >You lean forward and plant a short peck of affection square on her fuzzy lips.
- >She looks surprised at first, but she quickly smiles.
- >One of those big, eye-to-eye face splitting grins that said her feelings were in total synchronicity with yours.
- "So...I guess you were pent up, huh?"
- >You scratch the fur of her neck, enjoying the closeness.
- >"Heheh! Yeah I guess I kinda was."
- >She reaches back to style the part of your hair that was laced with her semen.
- >"Sorry, next time I'll make sure to race you to the showers." She snickers and blushes a little.
- "Well, I'm not going to lie, whatever you've got going on down there tastes pretty good as is."
- >At that her blush deepens.
- >She looks down at her hooves for a moment, before glancing at her receding cock still draped over your leg.
- >"Y-yeah I guess that's why we're best buds and stuff..."
- >You scratch her ear in agreement.
- "It certainly takes a best bud to still suck you off through that jungle of BO you got going on down there!"
- >You tickle her underwing to make her giggle.
- "Geez you should've told me you wanted to breed my face into the wall I thought it was just going to be a little blowjob!"
- >Her giggling turns to laughter from your fingers and the joke.
- >"Heheh...well, I'll make sure to warn you next time."
- "Oh so you're already planning on a next time?"
- >She snickers and licks your chin playfully.
- >"Sure! It's fun to get blowjobs!"
- "Oh you...You better pick a race I have a chance at winning then!"
- >She looks at you with a grin.
- >"Nah I like winning."
- >You like her too much to be angry with her, but if you didn't you'd be angry with her.
- "Really, Dash? After sucking down all your slime that's what I get?" You prod her ribs making her giggle some more.
- >"Pfffft! Nah, you're my best bud of course I'll return the favor!"
- >Oh.
- >Well that was easy.
- >"We'll make up next movie night, how about that? Then you've got no reason to tease me for preening again."
- "You know what, Ms. Dash? I think we've just struck a deal."
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