Good Morning, Wood!

by Methionine

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life
Length: 1796

Cadence discovers the joys of autofellatio.

Upon waking one morning, Princess Cadence finds herself beset by a monstrous case of morning wood. Determined to make the best of the situation, our stalwart Princess sets to work in releasing some tension.

Just a quick little thing written up on the back of an image by the ever talented Kevinsano.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-11-29 13:10:03 UTC

The whole thing

Mornings... There was seldom any good that came of them. Time spent washing and primping her mane, time spent going over her coat to make sure it shone spectacularly, time spent deliberating over this outfit or that. So much time just spent.

Letting out an exasperated groan, Princess Cadence tossed a hoof across her bedclothes and turned her head to the other side of the pillow. A smile quickly followed as she recalled one other thing mornings—at least weekend mornings—meant - time off to simply lie on and luxuriate among her silk sheets. It was impossible to stifle a little giggle as her thoughts turned to the softly falling snow outside while she was free to pull the sheets and duvet about herself and snuggle in to their warmth.

Her plans were halted immediately in the face of something caught up in the bedclothes. Nothing felt wrapped around her hooves and the sheets wouldn't have snagged on a leg of the bed which left only one other culprit; cracking open an eyelid she pushed back on her forelegs and peered down - there, as she expected, was a prominent bulge.

Fitfully, with a shaking hoof and bitten lip, Cadence reached out with a foreleg and gently ran a hoof over the bulge. It was only her bitten lip that stopped any cry of pleasure but nothing could halt the buck of her hips nor the sensation of something hot and wet smearing against the sheets. Mornings also meant quietness and the privacy to have a little fun.

The morning's light was soft and the air cool as Cadence gently pushed the covers of her bed down, revelling in the anticipation of that bulge slowly being exposed. Over the smooth curve of her chest and the swoop of her stomach, finally catching on something that extended out from between her hind legs. With a free hoof she slowly raised the sheets, eyes trailing over every inch of her off-pink member.

A single strand of precum ran from the tip to the underside of the sheet she'd just pulled off and despite her best efforts to rein in her excitement, her penis still throbbed with each beat of her heart. For days Cadence had been denying herself any kind of outlet, so taken up with her studies as she was. Every mare in her classes sent her thoughts spiralling into a haze of sensual daydreaming and more than once she'd found herself staring at the sway of a stallion's tail.

Now, such thoughts ran free and unchecked through her mind. The warm, wet feeling of a line of pre that had run down her shaft and pooled at her hoof brought her back to the present moment. It was perfect - lubricant wasn't easy to procure without arousing some suspicion but at times like this, when her cock leaked as it did, all it took was a few swipes of her hoof to spread that sweet, sticky fluid across the entire length.

With a soft thump, Cadence's head hit the pillow and she allowed herself a low groan. Crossing her hind legs, she rocked her hips forward and back while continuing to gently stroke her member. Precum copiously oozed from the head and another hoof was brought up to work it along the shaft, both starting to glisten with the thick sheen it left. The sight of her engorged cock twitching under its attention, the thick scent of her arousal permeating the air and the intoxicating pricks of pleasure that quickly started to build into constant throbs were too much and the mare ceased in her stroking, letting a few droplets of her pre fall to her chest.

Mornings like these didn't come along too often and it'd be too easy to just give herself a quick hoofjob and have the whole thing done in a fleeting moment. Idly, Cadence reached down and fondled her aching balls, drawing a few more small spurts of pre and forcing her to jam her free hoof into her mouth to stifle any further groans. Her cock throbbed angrily overhead, begging for attention but her hoof only kept to rolling back and forth between her legs, imagining a warm tongue leaving a sticky trail of saliva, a nose pressed into the base of her penis blowing air softly against the skin...

The hoof in her mouth fell to one side and she permitted herself a strangled grunt. The candy-coloured tresses of her mane had fallen across her face and she puffed and pushed them aside, struggling to catch her breath in the face of the cock that bared down on her. Maybe just one more little stroke... Cadence let out a loud cry upon touching a hoof to the tip. Her body shook amidst the near-orgasmic delight and only a hoof clenched against the side stopped her from rolling off the bed as she began the agonising, arduous task of stroking her penis.

Across every inch of that smooth skin the edges of her coat tickled, leaving her waxing between fits of giggles and fits of moans. When she came to the medial ring her hoof slide over it in a series of swipes, drawing gasps and stifled grunts from the mare. It was a race to the base of her cock then, to circle around on her pelvis and give her balls one last little squeeze.

Her hoof was positively coated in pre - Cadence licked her lips at the utterly salacious thought but still couldn't stop herself from flicking her tongue against the hoof, loving the sweet and slightly-salty taste of it.

Still shaking, she propped herself up against the head of her bed, scooching her rump back on the smooth sheets and flicking her tail out of the way. It wasn't even something she'd ever thought before but that taste, that one divine sample of her own emissions sealed the deal. Taking one last, shuddering breath and steadying her cock between her hooves she slowly lowered her head and flicked her tongue across the head.

A spurt of precum was her reward as well as a bolt of pleasure lancing up through her. Was this what she'd been missing out on? Desire and excitement lead her back down, not even pausing as her lips slid over the tip of her cock. At least with her mouth full, she reflected, she was free to groan as she swirled her tongue around and around on her penis, lapping up every drop of precum that she could. Her hind legs crossed again of their own accord, pushing more of that delicious shaft into her mouth and firmly keeping her balls within reach for her to rub.

Patience be damned, the hot wetness of her own mouth urged her on. Her mane spilled down over her face but that went ignored against the ache between her legs that had intensified with each stroke of her hooves. One working the shaft, the other pressed down onto her balls, there was no choice but to momentarily break free of her cock which was beginning to distend at the head.

"Oh Celestia," Cadence cried, grabbing her head and thrusting it back down. There was but a moment to gulp a breath of air before her mouth was filled once again with her cock.

It was a tight fit and the realisation that she might well be stuck slowly crept up on her. That was quickly set aside as she pushed herself down further, inching more of that meat into her mouth, eyes rolling back in her head as she felt the tip tap at the back of her throat. It was to allow her wings room to snap out, that was what she told herself as she leaned forward and pushed that cock down further into herself.

When Cadence started pulling back up her legs twitched, then her wings and then she felt the head of her cock start to fill her mouth, pushing her jaws apart. Her tongue ran in circles, willing more of that pre down her throat but it was unneeded - already she could feel herself building towards a powerful orgasm.

This was how they did it, right? Up then down again and so she started to bob, first feeling her member push at her throat and then forcing it down with each thrust of her head upon it. Her hind legs splayed out and her hoof worked furiously at her balls, willing herself to the point where her morning's activities would pay off. So many times before had her semen only gone to waste but at least now she could both enjoy it and keep its existence a secret in the one.

Leaning forward, practically hugging her cock, Cadence twisted her head about on it as best she could, throat too full to even vocalise her pleasure any more. She was close now, so terribly close. A thought came unbidden - that creamed coated, pale-red maned mare from one of her classes in this position. Her cute lips wrapped tightly around the shaft of her cock while her hooves kept Cadence's legs spread.

Her cock throbbed once, precum freely flowing and she knew this was it - the pressure that had been building in her balls at once swelled to a bursting point and finally she was thrust over the edge into orgasm.

The head of her penis ballooned out, keeping it firmly lodged in her mouth as the first spurts of cum erupted from the head and filled her throat. Cadence gulped thickly, working feverishly even through the haze of pleasure that continued to only intensify. Her world was reduced to the aching, twitching pole of pleasure between her legs and the flood of semen that she wolfed down. Hooves stroked at a quickened pace, pushing herself further along until something caught in her throat and with a gasp she pulled herself free, letting a few more spurts of cum spatter across her chest.

Free of having to force down all she could, Cadence leaned forward and lapped at her still twitching cock head. Her cheeks and chin were coated in a thick layer of her semen but she kept at it, until it slowly died down to a trickle and finally stopped.

She was wet, coated in semen from her mouth to her stomach and ached all over from the exertion; her wings ached from extending to sharply and stiffly and her back muscles were more than a little sore from the position. All said, Cadence couldn't have been more satisfied if that cute mare had been the one to deliver this.

A smile graced Princess Cadence's lips; quite suddenly, mornings didn't feel so dreadful.