Twilight's eyes widened ever so slightly, their purple orbs glistening, as she took in both the sight and the smell of what dangled just in front of her. It should be tantalizing, ideally most were,but this one...this one was certainly different. Never before bad she seen one of both this size and variety.
It was, by definition she supposed, a exotic delicacy.
None the less, even with that fact, she couldn't help but wrinkle her nose in response. Despite his own assurances of cleanliness and in fact the own shimmering droplets of water on its flesh that testified this fact, it smelled as though he had gone weeks with out doing so.
If Twilight was to put it bluntly she would have to say it smelled nasty.
She couldn't help stick her tongue out, not how you would expect but instead to lick at it tentatively.
Slightly salty she mused.
She gave it another lick, not as slowly this time and took part of the tip into her mouth. Her saliva coated it easily and brought the musky smell even closer to her flaring nostrils. Laying her ears back she pressed forward though. It wasn't the biggest of specimens and Twilight was quite certain and quite determined to take all of its length into her throat.
Her mane rubbing against the under belly of the octogenarian donkey, she opened her mouth even wider. The creaks of her jaw startled her as it cracked, but only in a way that made her smile. This was her life. Sucking dick...ever since that fateful Pinkie Pie party.
And this was a truly novel experience. She had tried plenty of stallions since that day, of all various ages and all various sizes. The sizes were always most interesting to her. There were the ones that made her gag until she almost passed out and then there were the ones that she could easily swallow. Of course there was also one, the only one so far, that she couldn't fit in her mouth. Much to the abashment of the stallion it was too small even for that.
But this was by far the oldest and she could guarantee the uncleaniest piece of stallion gentials that she had ever serviced.
Of course, he was no stallion
As a close friend of Pinkie's....well so Pinkie claimed but Twilight wasn't sure whether to believe that....he had come at a personal recommendation from her. Twilight probably would have never noticed him otherwise. He was rather the town recluse, seen even less than Twilight when she was in a studying mood. When she asked him about this fact he mumbled something intangible but obscene sounding under his breathe
Apparently Pinkie's hyper news was rather bothersome to him.
But when Twilight showed up on his doorstep he did not say no. No body ever said no to Twilight's offer, no one with intact testicles that is. Of course there were even some testicle-less ponies that took up her offers. A mares vagina though wasn't her favorite treat.
But enough thought. This is what made sucking a hobby of hers. An opportunity to let ones brain slip into the oblivion of non-thought.
In fact that very reason was why her friends continue with her little addiction. Didn't hurt either how persuasive her tongue could be when she put it to use.
The phallus in front of her was all that matter though. It filled her vision, both literally and figuratively. If her eyes were to open all they would see would be that of his ba- excuse me, testicles. Even her own language would slip during this. But that is what she saw. Bristly with the jungle like covering of pubic hair she could even make out the slight rise in the flesh where the hair originated.
Pulling her head carefully and just ever so slightly back she ran her tongue over the small opening that graced its tip. The textured surface gave her an even stronger flavoring and where before it would have made her gag she found herself growing accustomed to the almost sour taste.
Thin and long it seemed like this one would be a gagger.
As the slightly protruding head of the phallus sunk deeper into Twilight's mouth she found herself slowly adjusting her muscles. A little wider here, tighten up there. No two cocks ever got the same adjustments. Each mouth came special, personalized just for that use. Made it special for them, even if her mouth was still leaking with the cum of others.
Making the final adjustments, calculated not with a formula but experience itself, Twilight sealed her lips over the shaft. Now is where the fun could truly begin.
With one thrust downwards Twilight found herself almost, but not quite, with the whole long schlong lodge in her mouth. It didin't quite reach down her throat, not yet. Crossing her eyes in an expression befitting the local mail mare however Twilight could see there was still a section she had yet to swallow. And that wasn't even including the balls, something she intended to get despite their hairiness. Twilight could deal with the hygienic nightmare made later. She even had a set of tweezers dedicated solely for the purpose of removing those irritating and quite stubborn strands of hair from between her teeth.
And then it happened. Just like that. Barely had she started when she found her mouth filling. At this stage the only thing she had wanted filling her mouth was the warmth and solidness of the soft flesh. But sadly for her she had the misfortune of being gifted with something else.
Cum.
Twilight found herself sputtering at the suddenness of the ejucalution, not to mention the taste. The previous sourness had multiply, reminding her of that time she accidentally swallowed a container of curdled milk...This too was long past it's expiration date.
Nonetheless, she swallowed.
"Still not as bad as Blueblood."
