“I must admit, I don’t think I’ve ever done anyone so young before.” Soarin couldn’t help but chuckle as he watched the bouncing violet mane before him. The young filly had taken her task to heart and had to break her concentration to respond. She sucked back and pulled, letting Soarin’s dick free with a loud pop.
“Hey, age has got nothing to do with it!” Scootaloo grinned, running her hoof up and down the pegasus’s impressive length. “I can fuck you like a champ just the way I am!” The little filly leaned forward and pressed her tongue against him, lapping up the length of him. “”You taste really good too~”
“Where does a filly your age learn such things?” Soarin shook his head, unable to believe his ears.
“Oh, me and my boyfriend do this kind of thing all the time.” Scootaloo pressed the thick cock against her cheek, gently jerking Soarin off as she closed her eyes with a grin. “We love watching porn together, and then we like to trade off practicing the new techniques we watch. He says he can’t believe how good my blowjobs have gotten since we started.” She started pressing her lips against his cock, gently kissing it as she traveled up its length. At the top she opened her mouth and sucked in the tip once more, sucking up the precum that had started to dribble.
“Boyfriend, huh?” Soarin raised an eyebrow, watching the little filly give a muffled acknowledgement as she started bobbing her head again. He had to admit, that tongue of hers really did know how to work a shaft. It was expertly gliding up and down, pressing down at all the small points that made him stifle a moan, massaging his length with each extended stroke. She sucked him down into the back of her throat with expertise, letting him feel the full heat of her mouth and every muscle in it trying to please him. “So does your boyfriend know you’re currently sucking an older stallion’s dick?”
Scootaloo couldn’t help but chuckle with Soarin at the back of her throat, the vibrations sending a shiver down his back. She suckled noisily on the cock, letting her drool build up to slobber all over it. She pushed her head down a little deeper on it, a gag being audible before wrapping her lips tightly around his shaft and pulling her head up, letting the cock pull out with another loud ‘pop’.
“Of course he doesn’t know.” Scootaloo managed to giggle between her pants, letting herself catch her breath as he hoof rubbed against the now wet cock. “He’d probably be heartbroken if he found out. After all, he’s always talking about how ‘I’m the only pony he’ll ever need’, and about how much he really loves me.” She let her tongue hang out for a moment to lap at the tip of him, tasting more of Soarin’s precum. “Plus I can fit his whole cock into my mouth no problem now, but I can barely fit in half of yours.” Those last words escaped her mouth with a lusty moan as she went back to suckling his tip.
“Oh dear,” Soarin almost laughed at the situation, stifling another moan as Scootaloo hit a soft spot, “He sounds quite smitten with you. So why cheat on him with me? Not really in love with him?”
Scootaloo rolled the thought around in her head a moment, letting her tongue twirl against Soarin as she thought, before pulling off again with a smile.
“Nah, I like him plenty. I wouldn’t really be interested in sleeping with him still if I didn’t care for the dork.” She laughed a little, keeping eye-contact with Soarin’s dick. “He’s a sweety for sure, but he’s got some growing up to do. I’m sure once he’s older his cock will be thick, juicy, and tasty just like yours. If his brother’s cock is anything to go by, it’ll be amazing.” Scootaloo couldn’t help but lick her lips again, watching her hoof glide up and down each of the thick, throbbing veins that Soarin sported.
“You’ve slept with his brother?” Soarin asked in surprise.
“Oh no, not yet anyway.” Scootaloo laughed, “And I didn’t really plan to before. But one times when I was visiting I peeked into his room and saw him fucking two girls at once and I got a good look at his cock at the moment. He was even bigger than you!” Scootaloo chuckled, “Not that yours is small by any definition, but when I saw it I wanted to jump in on them and join them right then and there!”
“I see, so you’re a bit of a cock monger.” Soarin chuckled, Scootaloo puffed her cheek out at that a little annoyed.
“I wouldn’t just sleep with anyone because they have a big cock! I’ve got to at least know them first. And my boyfriend’s older brother is someone I know fairly well.” Scootaloo turned her head in a huff.
“You barely know me though, and here you are slobbering away like an expert.” Soarin shrugged his shoulders, unable to erase the grin that seemed to grow a little with each sentence.
“You’re different.” Scootaloo said turning back with a smile, “You’re a Wonderbolt! I wouldn’t pass up the chance to sleep with one of you for anything. Heck, all you’d need to do is tell me to bend over and I’d let you take me in the middle of the street, and I’d be dripping ready for you.” Her mouth had begun to water once more and couldn’t resist getting another taste of that meaty cock. Soarin let out a small whinny as he was warmly embraced again.
“What about your boyfriend’s brother though? Is he a Wonderbolt?” Scootaloo shook her head gently. “So you’re willing to be unfaithful as long as you know the person and he has a big cock.” Scootaloo paused in thought for a moment, before lifting her head once more.
“Well, he’s training to be a Wonderbolt you know!” Scootaloo said, racking her brain a little, “He even has the cadet uniform from when he went to the Wonderbolt Academy.” Scootaloo smiled, drooling a little at the thought of the uniform.
“Oh really? You looked like you were struggling for an answer on that one.” Soarin’s grin grew at that, watching Scootaloo huff her cheeks again. Scootaloo’s hoof stroked a little harder before slowing down and letting out a defeated sigh.
“Okay, maybe I like cock a little more than I admit. But I still wouldn’t let just anyone sleep with me. Wonderbolts get a free pass though.” Scootaloo decided to silence herself before she spoke further by pushing him to the back of her throat and letting herself gag once more. She pressed her tongue up against him, feeling his cock throb with heat causing her to moan in delight.
“I suppose that answers my question of why you’re cheating on your boyfriend with me then, huh?” He chuckled, Scootaloo nodding her head and giving another muffled affirmative while her mouth was full. “But any Wonderbolt though, huh? So if we got the whole team in here, you’d just open your mouth and let us Gangbang you?”
Scootaloo’s eyes widened and her head sprang up to look at Soarin in awe. “Would you really!? You’d get them all in here!?”
“Whoa there kid, I doubt anything of the sort could ever happen.” Soarin couldn’t help but laugh at that, seeing how enthusiastic she was to be gangbanged by the Wonderbolts. Scootaloo deflated a little at the instance rejection, “Maybe if you were an older fangirl I could convince a few of them to join. But I doubt any other Wonderbolt would let you do half of what you’ve been doing so far.”
“Feh,” Scootaloo huffed, “It’s not like you tricked me or I’m naïve and don’t know what I’m doing. I WANT to suck your cock, I WANT you to buck my brains out.” She emphasized this with another lick to the tip of his flare, watching it twitch in response. “Heck, after this I freely invite you to stop by my house if you’re ever in town and take me anyway you want for as long as you want.”
“I can certainly see that. You’re not like any other filly I’ve met, that’s for sure. If I sensed even a hint of hesitation in you, I’d certainly have stopped you. But here you are telling me how you do this, quite often, because you like to.” Soarin wriggled his hips a little, letting his cock press against those lovely lips once more, “And I must say, from what you’ve shown me, I believe you.”
“I’m glad.” Scootaloo giggled, giving him another lick. “I’m glad you let me have the chance, and that you don’t mind me having a boyfriend.”
“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him I guess.” Soarin chuckled with her.
“That’s right.” Scootaloo said, moving away from his cock for the first time to stand up and raise her hoof to his chest. “Now I want you to lay down. I’ve had a good taste, but I’m sitting in a puddle here. I want to ride you, right now.” Soarin tilted his head to look at where the filly had been sitting, and sure enough he could spot a damp patch on the floor. He could swear she had gotten wetter than any mare he had the privilege of sleeping with before.
With a smile and a shrug he laid back, pulling his hooves behind his head to give him a head rest. The filly crawled on top of him and sat down, her drenched nether lips pressing against his shaft. He let out a coo of pleasure as she began to rub herself up and down, panting as she felt how hard and hot it was against her. Soarin looked at her, looking at just how small she was compared to him. She was a little bigger than half his size, but from this angle she looked just like another mare.
“Oh Celestia, I can feel how big and hard you are.” Scootaloo groaned, letting her sticky juice join her drool as she rubbed. “I’m going to ride you so hard right now, and I want you to watch.” She spoke in shuttering moans, unable to hide how good she was feeling. It looked like she had to force herself to stop just to stand up so she could raise his cock up properly. She turned around, showing her backside to Soarin, letting him get the first real glass at her fillyhood. He could see it literally dripping juices, engorged with blood and asking to be fucked.
“Watch Soarin.” Scootaloo panted as she lined up his cock with her entrance. “Watch as every inch of your thick, hot, juicy cock violates this little filly’s taken pussy.”
Soarin was sure he’d never felt his cock twitch so hard before in his life. Listening to the filly dirty talk was having a strong effect on him.
Then he felt himself enter her.
Sparks of ecstasy flew across his mind, his mouth gaping as the filly’s hot insides began to slide down his pole. Scootaloo’s own cries of pleasure had start off low, but with each inch sliding in deeper and deeper they grew louder and with intensity. The velvet folds gripped and squeezed down tightly on Soarin’s organ, sending shrill signals of pleasure into both ponies.
Scootaloo slowly bottomed out, her thighs finally resting against Soarin’s pelvis as her whole body shuddered and shook, deep rasping breaths filled her lungs as she tried to recover from her scream. Soarin moved his hooves from behind his head to Scootaloo’s flanks, squeezing the filly’s buttox tight so as to try and control himself, desperately trying not to cum so early into the session.
“O-Oh Celestia…” Scootaloo’s lip quivered as she tried to talk, almost choking on her breath. “I-I’ve never cum that hard before…”
“And I’ve never felt so good in a mare before.” Soarin growled, squeezing her flank again to control himself. His cock was twitching and his mind was flooded, he could barely think straight and his breath was quickly growing ragged. He swallowed hard and gathered his thoughts long enough to speak. “Though I don’t see you riding me yet. I thought you said you’d ride me hard.”
“H-Hold on.” Scootaloo panted, placing her front hooves down on his thighs as she tried to squirm, but only yelped in pleasure from the effort. “I-I’ve never felt so good. I-I need a moment t-to catch my breath.”
Soarin’s hoof squeezed down on the filly’s flank, feeling the tender yet supple flesh that was there. He couldn’t help but notice that for a filly, her hips were nice and wide, probably perfect hips for bearing a child. His mind didn’t really care much though, all he knew was that he felt amazing and wanted to feel better.
His hoof left the tender rear-end of the filly for just a moment, rising up into the air, before coming back down with a hard smack against her ass. Scootaloo let out a loud, high-pitched yelp, her tongue shooting out and hanging from her mouth as she shuddered and tried to catch her breath from the new wave of pleasure.
“You said yourself, if I told you to bend over you’d do it. So right now, I want you to ride me, like you said you would.” Soarin growled with lust, his grin returning. “Ride me. Now.”
“Hah… Hah… Y-Yes, sir.” Scootaloo panted, trying to swallow the excess drool that was quickly starting to drip from her mouth. She adjusted her hooves on his thighs and braced herself, trying to control the racing pleasure coursing through her mind right then. Through sheer strength of will her hips began to rise, slowly feeling the feeling of fullness emptying out of her now. She raised her hips as much as her strength was willing, emptying out about half of his cock from inside of her.
She hesitated for just a moment, knowing full well what was about to hit her next. She swallowed again and then put her strength into slamming down onto Soarin.
“Oh yes!” Soarin panted, his head hitting the floor with a thud. He didn’t even notice the slight pain, feeling those sweetly soaked folds embracing him again was utter bliss. His hooves helped push the filly’s rear back up, and then helped to pull her back down, causing her screams to fill his room with each pump of his cock.
The sound of soaking wet, rough sex quickly began to fill the room as Scootaloo bounced hard against Soarin’s crotch. The filly couldn’t see anymore, her vision clouded with pure white bliss, the pleasure consuming her very essence and mind. The only thing her body could do now was move her hips, move them up and down to please the stallion she was riding. She didn’t care how it came to this or why it was happening anymore. All she cared about now was becoming a pleasure hole for this stallion.
And she loved every moment of it.
“Oh sweet Celestia, I’m not gonna last.” Soarin grunted again, his head rolling back as he panted in pleasure. He’d never been ridden so well by a mare before, and here was a filly doing it like she’d done it all her life. His pelvis was wet with her fluids, every time she came down there was a wet and audible smack of juices. He had a hard time believing her small body could take every inch of his fully-grown cock, but his eyes didn’t deceive him as each inch pounded her body.
Soarin bit his lip, gripping her flanks and doing his best to last even seconds longer than he was going to. His cock twitched and convulsed, ready to burst with force. Scootaloo had lost count of how many orgasms had rocked her body, they all felt like one giant chain of orgasms and she couldn’t stop for the life of her.
“FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK.” Soarin roared loudly as he gave one final, powerful thrust up into Scootaloo’s body and let himself finally burst. Scootaloo let out another high-pitched cry, feeling the powerful stallion hitting her womb hard with his powerful spurts of semen.
Her body collapsed backwards, lying on top of the stallion who had just rocked the very foundations of her world. Her body panted heavily, trying to catch up with the activities it had just endured. Cum slowly dribbled out of her, though mostly held in place by the cock that was still firmly lodged inside of her.
The two of them laid there for several minutes, just letting the pleasure flow out of them, letting the spinning world come back to reality around them. Soarin’s stallionhood slowly drooped down, before finally popping out of Scootaloo and slinking back into its sheath. Scootaloo’s body dripped with a mixture of their fluids, and she made no move to stop it.
“So,” Soarin was the first to speak, an idea popping into his head, “Are you on any kind of protection?”
Scootaloo couldn’t help but giggle at that, turning her head slightly to look up at him. “Why? Worried I’ll have your baby?” She murmured, rubbing her hoof over her belly. “I’d have it if it was yours, you know.”
“As tempting as that is, I’d probably draw the line at a filly having my child.” Soarin chuckled at her.
“Ah well, it’s all good then. I’ve been on the pill for a while. Otherwise I’m sure my boyfriend would’ve gotten me knocked up a long time ago.” Scootaloo stretched, nuzzling the top of her head up against Soarin’s chin.
“You’re also lucky I made this room soundproof. I’ve had my share of screamers in the past, was tired of people listening in.” He chuckled.
“Yeah, I get ya. Can’t let anyone find out and all.” Scootaloo rolled her eyes at the thought of the prudes outside, but shrugged it off. She’d eventually be old enough to do whatever she wanted; it would just be a few years.
“So how about a shower? I think both of us are a mess now.” Soarin offered with a smile.
“That sounds great, actually.” Scootaloo said rolling off of him and on to her hooves. She felt them wobble for a moment, before stretching out and giving her neck a crack. “Mmf, the show is one of my favorite things. Especially with my boyfriend.” She grinned slyly, looking at Soarin with a devious look.
“Whoa… You seriously are thinking of a second round of that?” Soarin blinked in astonishment.
“What can I say? I’m youthful and I’m gonna eat it up.” Scootaloo chuckled, turning to head for the bathroom door, wiggling her hips and swishing her tail to let Soarin watch her mess backside. “Up to you if we go again though.” She gave him a wink before stepping through the door.
“That is one insatiable filly.” Soarin laughed to himself, standing up to stretch before following after her.
Author's Note
Something I do notice in the fandom is a lack of stories that indulge in my particular fetishes, so I suppose when there's a lack of it, make your own. And here I did. Hopefully a few of you out there might share in them.
