Twilight teaches Anon on the Importance of Ponuts


                                            (Not mine)

                                            No.36913923

                                            >You were currently at the treebrary with Twilight

                                            >She had decided to make it a point to educate you on the importance of the ponut in pony society.

                                            >Her lesson started out strong, you were particularly interested in some of the diagrams she had, but leave it to Twilight to find a way to over do anything.

                                            >You zoned out sometime after she went over the annual ponut festival.

                                            "...and so the ponut god gave to Ponytheus the first ponut plug. It was a symbol of- Hey! Are you still paying attention?"

                                            >"Hmm? Oh, right! Keep going Twilight."

                                            "Ugh! How are we ever going to teach you about proper etiquette without first knowing the proper history!"

                                            >She had been lecturing for hours.

                                            >She steps away from her chalkboard and looks down in defeat.

                                            >You get up and go over to the mare.

                                            >"Look, Twilight, I appreciate what you're trying to do, but maybe we could focus on the modern stuff and worry about the history later?"

                                            "But how are you ever going to understand-"

                                            >"Shh. It's alright Twi. You can tell me later. Right now I just need a working knowledge."

                                            >She was visibly conflicted, wanting to tell you about all aspects of the ponut throughout time.

                                            "Oh, all right. But I expect you to study up before the next time we meet."

                                            >She wipes down her chalkboard.

                                            "We'll begin with the proper pony greeting, it's probably the most important part in day to day life anyway."

                                            >She begins writing on the board.

                                            "There are three main categories of greeting. While there aren't any hard lines between them, there are some rules you should always follow."

                                            >She points at what she's written.

                                            "When meeting a mare for the first time, it is important that you kiss her ponut for five seconds. No more, no less!"

                                            >"I thought you said there wasn't any hard rules?"

                                            >She glares at you.

                                            "Just pay attention."

                                            "It is equally important, if not more so, that your lips make full contact with the entire ponut. Anything less could be misconstrued as an insult."

                                            >She points to a ponut shaped pie graph indicating 100% ponut coverage.

                                            "The second type of greeting is one between friends. In this case a pony may also use their tongue, either going around the outside or sticking it inside the ponut to indicate closeness with the other pony. These greetings often last longer than five seconds, with longer durations for longer friendships."

                                            >"I see."

                                            "Finally, there is the lover's kiss. These last longer than ponut kisses between friends and are far more sensual. If a couple has been separated for some time it is not uncommon for these to last several minutes. These are only reserved for the most special someponys, an ultimate symbol of affection."

                                            >"Gotcha."


                                            "Are you paying attention this time?"

                                            >"Yes Twilight."

                                            "Good. Do you have any questions so far?"

                                            >"How do you know if a pony is 'clean' back there?"

                                            "A mare never leaves the house without a clean ponut! To do so would be, would be, it would bring shame to her entire family!"

                                            >"Alright. Is there any time one wouldn't 'greet' a mare like this?"

                                            "The only time it would ever be acceptable to not would be if she is wearing long clothing that covers up her rear, though I should add that most fashion designs take this into account and provide a way to open up."

                                            >"Okay."

                                            "Any more questions?"

                                            >"No, not really."


                                            "Then it's time for the practical. Let's see what you've learned."

                                            >"Uhh, okay. How should I begin?"

                                            "First let's try the first type of greeting. I want you to greet me as if we just met."

                                            >She faces her plot towards you and moves her tail to the side.

                                            >A perky purple ponut with marehood beneath.

                                            >Such may be a common sight for you these days but it still gets you every time.

                                            "If I were a real stranger I would be wondering why you haven't kissed me yet Anon."

                                            >"Coming!"

                                            >You bring your face near her rear and take a moment to inhale.

                                            >These mares always smelled nice.

                                            >They just had a wonderful natural scent that warmed your soul.

                                            >You could also get a sense for her mane and tail shampoo, a kind of lavender smell.

                                            >But time for the kiss.

                                            >You go in for the kill and place your lips upon her puckered ponut.

                                            >Soft and supple skin meets you as you do.

                                            >In your head you slowly count to five.

                                            >And release.

                                            "Not a bad first attempt, but I think you could have had slightly better coverage. Let's try that again."

                                            >You go in for another kiss, more careful to centrally locate it this time.

                                            >1, 2, 3, 4, 5...

                                            "Better. One more time to make sure you really got it down."

                                            >You go in for a third kiss, pressing your lips a bit more into her ponut than before.

                                            "Good! Let's move on to the friends greeting, a bit more appropriate for us considering we've known each other for a little while now."


                                            >You eye your target down before going for the attack.

                                            >You kiss her harder than before, burying the rest of your face in her dock.

                                            >After a couple of seconds you reach your tongue out and feel around the exterior of her ring, taking in as much of the wrinkled texture as you can.

                                            "That's probably good Anon."

                                            >You pull away from the ponut, with almost a bit of sadness this time.

                                            "Remember what I said about closeness. Don't be afraid to put your tongue inside, especially if you want to show a pony how much they mean to you as a friend. Once more."

                                            >Keeping in mind what she said, after the initial kiss you reach your tongue inside, wrapping your lips around her outer ponut.

                                            >Her muscle grips your tongue as it makes it's way inside.

                                            >You could feel her body heat on your tongue.


                                            >Her ponut is the perfect size to suckle on while you methodically move your tongue around in her hole.

                                            >You do so, getting lost in the motions.

                                            "That's, that's enough Anon!"

                                            >Shocked at the outburst you quickly retreat from her plot.

                                            >You kind of lost track of time while your were in there.

                                            >Hopefully you haven't offended her.

                                            >"Did I do something wrong?"

                                            >Twilight takes a deep breath.

                                            "Other than not listening to me telling you to let up, no."

                                            >"Sorry."

                                            "That's alright Anon, I know you're still learning. It's just that, such a deep kiss is considered a REALLY intimate thing."

                                            >"I won't let it happen again Twilight, I promise."

                                            "You don't need to be so worried about it Anon, it's just that no ponies really kissed me like that before."

                                            >"Oh."

                                            >Pause.

                                            "Now, I know that I said it's reserved for very special someponies, but I do want to give you a complete education. So if you want, and I don't want to pressure you, but if you want, I will let you practice the lover's kiss on me."

                                            >She says nervously.

                                            "Now it wouldn't mean anything! And I promise I'd keep it between us! And only if you want to Anon!"

                                            >You hush her with a wave of your hand.

                                            >"Twilight, I would be honored if you let me practice on you."

                                            "Really?"

                                            >"Yes. I realize how special this is and what this means to you ponies. I will not take it lightly."

                                            "Okay, whenever you're ready."

                                            >One final time you go in for her tailhole.

                                            >Wrapping your lips around the puffy ring.

                                            >This time you make no hesitation inserting your tongue.

                                            >Reaching deep inside and toying with the elasticity of the orifice.

                                            >Slowly moving around, and around, and around.

                                            >As if attempting to commit every square millimeter of her ponut to memory.

                                            >You have the rest of your face pressed firmly in between her cheeks.

                                            >Taking in the soft texture of her fur and the heavenly smell which made your heart flutter so.

                                            >You keep this up for you don't know how long, never wanting to leave.

                                            >As long as you were here, face in ass, there wasn't a thing that could be wrong.

                                            >But unfortunately, all good things must come to an end.

                                            >You slowly withdraw your face, watching the her ponut briefly gape, as if still searching for your tongue.

                                            >You feel flush with happiness.


                                            "That was, that was incredible Anon! I've never felt it so good."

                                            >You smile at her, your feelings evident in your face.

                                            >Pause.

                                            "Do you think that, maybe, you might want to be, my very special somepony?"

                                            >You look at the mare, now deeply blushing.

                                            >"Maybe you can take on a date first, how's that sound?"

                                            >Happiness bloomed on her face and she practically tackled you in her embrace.

                                            "Oh thank you Anon! Thank you!"

                                            >She kissed you, this time with her mouth, with seemingly no care to where your lips had been.

                                            >These ponies sure had an interesting tradition, and you were certainly happy to take part in it.

                                            >Staying alert during Twilight's next lesson should no problem.

                                            >Maybe.