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Salty Pink Donut

By jrudie
Created: 2023-07-11 09:02:56
Expiry: Never
anonpinkie piensfwmuskponutsweat

  1. "I'm exhausted." You sigh while stretching your sore legs.
  2. >For the whole day, you've been baking with Pinkie Pie.
  3. >Cupcakes, pies, cakes you name it. For some snobby Canterlot party.
  4. >You're not the best baker there is, so you mostly just hand her the needed ingredients.
  5. >And watch the oven! Don't forget about the oven!
  6. >"I'm exhausted too! Thanks for the help, Nonny."
  7. "Exhausted? You? I find that hard to believe."
  8. >"Heh, I might be the "hyperactive sugar abuser", as you like to call me, but yes, I do get exhausted from time to time."
  9. "You heard that? I... I didn't mean anything bad by it."
  10. >"I know you didn't, you goofy hairless monkeyman!
  11. "I guess I deserved that."
  12. >"Anyways, are you gonna spend the rest of the evening in my tail?"
  13. >Oh right, you're lying on the floor, head buried deep in Pinkie's fluffy tail.
  14. >You tried to use it as a pillow, but your head sank right into it.
  15. "Most likely since I'm too tired to get up. I declare this as my new safe place, even though it's kinda humid in here."
  16. >"Kinda" is a bit of an understatement. It's more like a hot and moist pink rainforest.
  17. >Really, really soft rainforest.
  18. >"Well, the kitchen tends to get really hot when the oven is on all day, so baking is basically a workout. Don't let Dashie convince you otherwise!"
  19. >Is that her secret for staying in shape after all the sugary goodies she eats?
  20. "Why don't you lie down as well? We can have a breather and just chat for a moment."
  21. >"Sure!"
  22. >Pinkie gets up. Her tail keeps hugging your head... more tightly.
  23. "How did you do that?"
  24. >"Did what?" Giggling Pinkie climbs on top of you.
  25. "I meant next to me, not on top of me!"
  26. >"Instructions unclear, you now have a mare on top of you, hehee!"
  27. >Your bellies rub together as Pinkie wiggles and stretches her legs.
  28. >"Perfect balance of soft and firm! Why didn't you tell me that you're this comfy?" Pinkie's hind legs land on top of your arms.
  29. >Is she intentionally keeping them down? You ponder while damp fur tickles your forearms.
  30. >"Oh, what was that?"
  31. "What was what?"
  32. >"I'm sure I saw something moving!"
  33. >Does she mean?
  34. "Where? I see nothing but pink."
  35. >"Duh! Here!" A hoof pokes your crotch.
  36. >She meant exactly what you were afraid of.
  37. >"It moved again!
  38. >Way to go, Anon! A girl touches you, and you instantly get turned on.
  39. >Can you really blame yourself, though? Pinkie is either all over the place with her shenanigans or she's the lewdest mare there is.
  40. >Her girlish personality accompanied by her earth pony curves, which make much more slender unicorns and pegasi jealous.
  41. >Those meaty and thick head-squishing thighs. You've lost count of how many times you've dreamed of being squeezed by them.
  42. >Big, jiggling bubble butt with a luscious tail that barely hides her mare-goods.
  43. >Yes, yes, you've peeked at her slightly darker shade of pink lady parts.
  44. >Or has she been showing herself off to you? You can't tell anymore...
  45. >But there's one thing you can tell, you're rocking a full tent.
  46. >"Are you sure you're exhausted? You seem quite awake to me, heh."
  47. >You're so embarrassed that your blushing probably glows through her tail.
  48. "I-I... Pinkie I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
  49. >"Sorry for what? This?" Pinkie's hoof slowly pets your bulge.
  50. >With a quiet groan, you twitch and earn a giggle from Pinkie.
  51. >"Let's hear that again!"
  52. >Both of her forehooves grope a second groan out of you.
  53. >"You're a fun colt to tease."
  54. >You try to answer, but Pinkie wags her face-hugging tail, so you just end up throbbing some more.
  55. >"Oooh, it's going faster, hihii!"
  56. >Is this heaven or hell? Or maybe a mix of both?
  57. >"Do you like donuts, Nonny?" Pinkie asks while holding your tent between her hooves.
  58. "Y-yeah?"
  59. >"Even the salty ones?"
  60. "I guess so."
  61. >"Heh, good!" The pink tail loosens its grip.
  62. >It goes up high to stand straight like a flagpole. You have lived in Equestria long enough to know very well what that indicates.
  63. >You try to swallow the lump in your throat as your eyes wander down. You know what's waiting down there, you can hear it doing its thing.
  64. >Scared or too excited, you close your eyes. Your heartbeat muffles Pinkie's giggling.
  65. >Now you're just teasing yourself.
  66. >You open your eyes and lift your head a bit for a better view.
  67. >Puffy, pulsating ponut and an eagerly winking marehood greet you.
  68. >Droplets of glistening sweat are running down from her dock all the way down to her teats, which are pressed against your chest.
  69. >It's so steamy and hot that there's some kind of thin fog wall in front of her butt.
  70. >"As you can see, I've been brewing all day long. If you don't mind the salt, could you maybe help a mare out with her sweat?"
  71. >Don't sound desperate, don't sound desperate.
  72. "I..."
  73. >Don'tsounddesperatedontsounddesperatedontsounddesperate.
  74. "I NEEEEED IIIT!"
  75. >Bravo Anon! You just had to cry it out loud like that, you fucking degenerate.
  76. >"I knew you were a gentlecolt! Let me get more comfortable then."
  77. >Pinkie sits up. She slowly drags her butt towards your head, leaving a trail of sweat and arousal juices on your shirt.
  78. >Her sweet, musky scent has already made your nose completely numb, but you keep filling up your lungs, sinking deeper into pony musk ecstasy.
  79. >Your crossed-eyes recenter as something dripping on your drooling face snaps you out of it.
  80. >Pinkie's butt is hovering a few inches above your head, spreading its juices all over you.
  81. "A-are you gonna make me beg?" You ask while staring at her lively holes.
  82. >"What? No, don't be silly! I'm just gonna..."
  83. >A plump ponut lands on your lips. "...Sit down, heh."
  84. >Sticky warm fur now enveloping your face and an awaiting ring throbbing against your lips, your overwhelmed brain is trying to compute what to do.
  85. >"A-anon, are you alright?"
  86. >Don't worry the mare, focus, dammit!
  87. >Your freed hands give Pinkie the thumbs up.
  88. >"Good, hopefully I'm not too heav- mmmh!"
  89. >And your tongue gives a quick experimental lick, which immediately blows your mind.
  90. >First, her earthy, robust taste stings your tongue.
  91. >Another lick, this time slowly dragging your tongue across Pinkie's moist tailhole.
  92. >Then the rich, salty caramel taste takes over. Just like that, your already stoned tastebuds are turned into ponut addicts.
  93. >Pinkie shivers on top of you as your licks get faster.
  94. >Needy, desperate licks across and around her divine pink butthole.
  95. >More, you need much more.
  96. >Tongue probing her caramel hole, you grab her party balloon cutie marks with both hands.
  97. >Pinkie lets out a giggle-squeal as you pull her down, forcing your tongue deep inside of her.
  98. >Guns blazing, her full taste invades your consciousness, activating something primal in you.
  99. >With a growl and hands squeezing her flanks like your life depended on it, you start to lap her tasty walls.
  100. >Back arching and tail wagging rapidly, Pinkie moans your name.
  101. >Her ever-faster winking pussy is like a flooding river.
  102. >You wrap your lips around her ring and desperately try to shove every last inch of your tongue in.
  103. >You suckle, lick, and moan, trying to give everything to your party mare.
  104. >If her scent sent you into ecstasy, her taste is taking you to another dimension.
  105. >Dimension of parties, pastries, and pink ponuts.
  106. >"N-nonny." Pinkie calls you, but you're too busy to register it.
  107. >She springs up, and your eyes burn as you see light again.
  108. >You groan and mutter something incoherent while trying to pull her back into your face.
  109. >But she manages to escape your hands. "Your tongue work is excellent, but I can't bear to watch you squirm and throb helplessly."
  110. >Baffled, you stare at Pinkie.
  111. >Then the realization of your painful, raging hard-on hits, it's trying to rip through your pants.
  112. >"So, it's my turn to help you!" Pinkie hops between your legs, and her mane yanks your pants down.
  113. >With a white pearl on the tip, your dick reaches for the sky.
  114. >A curious pony snoot presses against it, and with a giggle, Pinkie sniffs you.
  115. >"Mmmh! I better climb on top of you again before I lose my mind like you!" She gives you a quick kiss on the tip.
  116. >Soft belly brushes your aching member as Pinkie positions herself.
  117. >Now throbbing against her well-lubed hole, your dick is begging for an entry.
  118. >Pinkie smiles at you, then her forehooves lift your shirt, and she leans down to lick your belly.
  119. >"Yummy! You're better than any salt lick!" She licks one more time before getting up.
  120. >Pinkie lowers herself a bit, and your tip slides into her tightly hugging ponut.
  121. >She giggles and gives her hips a quick shake.
  122. >"Now cream up my salty donut." Thick, meaty thighs come down for the first time.
  123. >You two share a moan as this other-wordly tightness firmly squeezes your whole length.
  124. >"Mmhh, big one, aren't you?" Pinkie slowly lifts her hips.
  125. >It's like her butt is some kind of industrial crusher. Very, very hot and soaking wet crusher.
  126. >No time to think about machinery. Party balloons slam back down with tremendous force, filling the kitchen with a loud slap.
  127. >Your pelvis is probably powder after this. She's not going to hold back. She's gonna ride until your balls are like shrunken raisins.
  128. >Teats bouncing Pinkie starts to pound you as fast as she possibly can.
  129. >Every few jumps, she stops to grind against you, her winking clit punching your crotch like a boxer.
  130. >You try to help her by grabbing her hips, but you just end up squeezing her cutie marks some more.
  131. >"Aah yessh, play with my balloons, Nonny."
  132. >You're not really playing with them... You're holding on for dear life as this mare tries to fuck you through the floor.
  133. >Pound after pound, she is bringing you closer to the edge.
  134. >Judging by her louder moans, she must be getting close too.
  135. >Pinkie's hips go up once again, but this time her hole frees you.
  136. >For a second, you throb in the cooler kitchen air, but the sensation is short-lived. Pink butt slams into your crotch with full force.
  137. >That did it for Pinkie. She squeals and collapses on top of you, her pussy squirting gallons of marecum.
  138. >While moaning into your chest, she squeezes you with all of her might, which brings you over the edge.
  139. >With a grunt, you move your hands to hug her while you empty yourself deep into her heavenly ponut.
  140. >Sweaty bodies pressed together, you two keep cumming bucket after bucket.
  141. >But all good things come to an end eventually, you both are spent.
  142. >Shivering Pinkie nuzzles your nose. "Now we can have that breather, hehe!"

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