Time for Some Bodacious Action
The city of Manehattan, a bustling town of opportunities which attracted ponies from all over Equestria. For some, a city of wonder, other a dire mistake and to some, it was just their home. And that was just to name a few of the people one could run into around the town. One could at least be sure that they’d run into many colorful personalities in a mere day.
Many ponies were currently having a great day in the city, others a quite stressful one, and some were just taking it as it came. For Coco Pommel however, it was her least favorite part of the day, as she took something else as it came. With a grimace, she felt the first ropy spurts shot into her muzzle. She seriously wanted to tell Suri to eat more fruit... mares weren’t supposed to taste this sour... with a sigh she lowered her eyelids as her muzzle became a dumping place for the thick strands of ejaculate. She didn’t recall cumpdump being a part of her job description.
The monotone statements off her boss faded into background noise. She knew how they went. Suri had a huge cunt, Suri’s cum was apparently delicious, Coco apparently couldn’t wait to get to taste it... and to be honest, even if she tasted okay during heat, her gunk turned into freaking sap... she didn’t even think it was possible to get it such a density... how did she even... but as Coco was about to finish her thought, a stray shot hit her uvula, causing her to give a slight cough, followed by a snide remark how poor little Coco wasn't able to keep all of that ‘massive load’ inside...
While she hadn’t been around that much, she still had seen plenty more endowed mares, and the few she’d tasted, both had a bigger load, and better flavor, because they bothered with a better diet... not to mention they actually gave her girl a whirl too... it’d become standard to her to just try and stay limp, it had her end up less frustrated. That pony frustrated her so sometimes... but of course she never had the balls to tell her any objections... honestly, she was quite sure her ovaries were smaller than average, she always entered season later and ended earlier than everpony she know... but it was just to nod and obey... oh! how she hated the fact she needed that stuck up mare...
With a satisfied sigh, the earth pony felt the last of the juices be unloaded as Suri brushed her tail against Coco’s face, causing a slight recoil. As she opened her eyes again, the assistant was met by the folding nub of that featureless twat. Luna it was a dull looking marehood. She could swear, she was certain this mare had given her a bias against plain looking genitals, just because it reminded her of them. Giving a quiet snort, she dreaded the upcoming part. It was bad enough she had to do this, why’d that crone have to drag out on it? And for the love of Celestia; Would it really hurt if she bothered to give her a reach around, or just made sure she at least came the time Suri decided to trib her? Even if few things could really frustrate her, blue bulb was one of them. It’s just common courtesy!
Casually tossing her violet mane to the side, Suri smirk down at her assistant. “Atta girl, now show me some sugar.” Reluctantly, Coco leaned her head back and opened her muzzle, carefully cupping her lips as to avoid any spill. Because Celestia forbid she waste any of that ‘precious nectar’. Glancing to the side, the earth pony concluded that she’d probably had more of this gunk shoved down her throat than most of the types of beverages she’d tried... granted there was hundreds of common brands, but it still made her feel a bit dirty to have downed more of this specific mares specific type of bodily fluid, than she’d had like, Sparkle Cola or Morning Dew... though the later was a bit of a common joke for what mares could have when they wok- “Come now, show me how much you like it!”
Snapping back to reality, Coco faked interest as she swirled the concoction around her mouth, her eyes half-lit. Goddess, it was disturbing to know this jizz was actually part of what helped her body go through the day...even if it was such a small part. She gargled gingerly as she looked up on her boss. “Mnh... that’s it, now send it down...” Bracing herself, Coco shut her eyes and mouth, then forced it down her throat with an audible gulp, shivering. So bitter... why couldn't she eat fruit? Just an apple a day keeps the jizz okay... “Good, now show me.” She opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue, showing her empty maw. “Yeah... you liked that, didn’t you?” This was humiliating... but she needed Suri... she took care of her, taught her how to survive. One day she could be tough and successful like Suri, have her own squirt sponge, be the mare! “Now what do we say?”
Coco took a deep breath. She’d be the one dumping her lubricant down another ponies throat someday... “Thank you miss... it was delicious!” The fake smile strained on her muscles, but it was award with an approving nod.
“That’s it. Atta girl. Now chop-chop, you need to be done with this order before five.” Suri did a ginger brush with her hoof on the other mares cheek, wiping off some cum that had seeped out, wiping it off back inside the light cyan maned mare’s muzzle, cleaning the rest off with a slight look of disgust on her light amberish coat. With reluctance, she licked her lips clean and sent the last part down as well.That was another thing that mildly annoyed her... sure, be okay with insisting that “spitters are quitters”, but refuse to touch the gunk yourself, that’s totally not hypocritical at all... wait, had she said...
“Excuse me miss, did you say five?” Coco tried to get the taste out of her mouth, eagerly waiting to be able to get some gum or candy to wash it away with.
“Why yes, why?” Suri seemed to be engulfed in the afterglow starting to kick in, drowsily glancing to the side.
“Well... that’s in three hours... and my lunch just started... ten minutes ago actually... and um... my shift ends in two hours...” Suri quirked a brow as she seemed more interested in adjusting her mane.
“Yes? And this would be a problem for me how? I don’t see how this would affect me? Now move along, I need those done before five. And don’t bother me until you’re done, I’m going to go think on my next collection. We good? Alright, see you later. Ta ta.” ‘And by that you mean go and sleep while I do all the work...’ The thought ran through Coco’s mind, she knew it all to well... it didn’t become better knowing that apparently this gunk was going to have to serve as her dinner for today... why that’s just great. If her boss had been a zebra, she’d at least have quite a lot more of the insufficient dinner to go on... she caught herself a second later as she watched Suri leave the room, the swelling of her package having died down enough to not be noticed. Coco gave a light flush, hoping that hadn’t been racist.
Close to two and a half hour later, the parched earth pony finished the last stitch. Sweet Celestia she was worn out... her aching muscles and nethers didn’t help the fact she was starving as well. She’d been cheated out of her lunch and/or dinner four out of five days this week... two of which had been so that wench could sate her urges... guess she could be glad Suri just asked her for run of the mill tasks in that regard, she was thankfully too posh to consider things like, deepthroating... so that was something? Ugh, she never thought of what Coco might have wanted... or needed... goddess her nub ached... she just wante- no; needed to be treated a little. But she currently couldn't afford that on her salary, it was another week till she got paid, so sh-
Coco opened her eyes as the thought struck her. The tired eyes glanced towards the cabinet. Suri had put her in charge of the economics... not all, but for the fabric, material and all that... it’s not like she had ever seen that unpleasant mare bother checking it... she did have to remind her and point out any time the pouch ran low... or well, she did keep track of it herself, but not that well. She gave a wide grin. Maybe it was time she took and used some of the ‘every mare for herself’ techniques she’d been taught...
One quick trip of dropping off the garments, without a thank, as usual. Coco had excused herself for needing to restock on supplies. Despite that her day was over, she felt it more safe to claim she needed more material to work with. Goddess knows how many times she’d been talked into sticking around overtime, so being let off easily with a fake excuse was a relief. It had felt exciting to nab those bits. It wasn’t that much, just enough for dinner and... well. A faint blush spread across her cheeks. She had to admit, she felt a little proud this wouldn’t be her first time. It wasn’t really super rare to have done it, like, about third or fourth mare that had gone through high school had tried it out once at least. True that she’d been sorta tricked into it, but holy hay had she not regretted it. A dopey smile spread across her cheeks, she could feel herself stiffen and swell beneath her tail.
She quickly caught herself, pressing her tail close. She’d gotten enough giggle and snickers in school whenever she popped one in public. Sure, wasn’t a big deal, but not all mares had such... exclusive mottling inside. Didn’t help she was quite a big girl either... bigger than Suri. She grinned to herself. Despite being foalish to compare such benile thing, it amused her to know she was packing more meat than a certain mare with ‘massive mounds’. A pleasant jolt rushed through her as she felt her self-esteem raise a little, just like her...
Catching herself one more, she give a light flush once more, whispering to herself. “Not now Buttercup... you’ll get to come out and play later... shesh Coco, control yourself. Can’t come off a like a needy schoolfilly in her first heat, demanding to be sufficiently pleasured, despite the fact pretty much none of their first... ‘playmates’ would know how to do so in a way they’d like. After taking a deep breath, Coco feels like she’s managed to, ‘calm her tits’ so to say. Though, she never really got that synonym, as those were never a too big part of arousal. Rolling her eyes at her own antics, she found herself growing more and more anxious the closer to the restaurant she got. What if Suri found out? What if she’d be unable to get it up all of a sudden? What if she got some scrub that didn’t know up from down?
Tapping in place, Coco managed to steel herself. No, this was her time. She needed this. Whatever mare or stallion that worked here... both places, they wouldn't be there if they wasn't able to do their job. Vaguely reassured, she kept pressing forward. She was going to slump to bed happy, or at least satisfied tonight. She deserved this. She had definitely earned it in all regards. Heck, her... “extra services” alone ought to pay couple bits extra a day. More than enough to cover the gum or mint she needed, or well, really preferred afterwards.
Clearing her mind, she soon found herself in front of the place, Hey, Go Roll. The name always had perplexed her. But she didn’t think much about it. It was in that in between of a fast food place, and a restaurant. But as truth was told, that wasn’t what ponies went there for. Her slightly confident smile returned to her what she had in store for her. Not to mention, that this would be paid for by her boss, only made it all the sweeter.
Heading inside, she was quickly met with that particular atmosphere that generally inhibited such places. She took a deep breath and let out a sigh. It had been a long time since she had been inside a location like this. She was honestly surprised to why she’d not done this sooner... she’d been pent up for months like this... though, jerking off in Suri’s coffee to giver her that ‘cream’ she asked for was a great outlet. Hehe, would be fun to see her expression if she’d known she’d been guzzling down several cups of her assistants ‘special blend’ each day.
“Welcome miss, if you’re here to dine, please have a seat, and a pony will be out to take your order shorty.” Her eyes focused in on the pony that greeted her, it was a tall, moss green pegasi mare, with ruffled short pink mane. Coco was a bit taken aback by her stature, and not to mention the fetlocks. Tilting her head, she contemplated which region she could be from, as it was none she recognized. In the outstretched hoof, she concluded that said mare also had a very prominent frog... shaking the images from her head, she quickly caught herself and nodded, as she found herself awkwardly close to starting.
“Ah yes, thank you.” She gave a nod and trotted past before it got awkward. Though, she thankfully had another pony trot in as she stood there, having it seem like she was just looking for a place to sit. At least that’s what she found plausible in her head as she headed towards the direction past the greeter she’d been staring in. And there was thankfully quite a few tables in that location.
And true to their words, she’d barely had time to sit down before a waiter came up to her table, dropping off a menu, prepared to head towards the next table when she spoke up. “Ah, actually, I already know what I want.” The waiter gracefully came to a halt and gave her his full attention, brushing through his tan mane gingerly with a hoof. “I’d like the tofu taters with the cabbage crepes, and a cranberry slush please.” He gave her a nod and gave some quick gestures with his hoof before flipped up his notebook, and quickly wrote out a note he gracefully ripped off and tossed in front of her with the text ‘fifteen minutes, quarter hour’ before heading off to the table he was set on before.
Coco quirked a brow. Wasn't a quarter of a ... wait, how come he didn't speak to her? She put her confusion aside for a moment, the ponies at the table he just arrived to gave their orders, and again, he just wrote them a note, along with the nod and gestures. It took her a short while before it clicked; He was a mute... she assumed at least. Having ‘solved’ that issue, she leaned back to relax before it struck her again; fifteen minutes was one... why would he even!?
She shook her head, reminding herself this was a city of ponies, all kinds of different ponies and people. Recalling the time she met the caribou dentist, with her love for raves and knitting...like said, there’s a chance to meet anyone in this town. In either case she leaned back to relax, aiming to take it slow and ju- wait a minute, she had fifteen minutes, that was plenty of time to go take care of business. She took a quick glance on the menu, her dish costed what she estimated. Excellent, then she could go take care of that little bulge between her buns.
Quickly getting up, she giddily skipped towards the restrooms, pushing open the door and giving a glance as it shut behind her. The urinals were vacant, it smelled of citrus and one off the bottom stalls were open, the one almost at the end. Taking a deep breath, Coco headed towards it, managing to keep her pace all the way as she slid inside, giving herself a quick reassurance. ‘Okay Coco Pommel... nothing weird or shameful about this... lots of ponies do it, just another way to let off some steam...’ while it wasn’t her best attempt, it was enough to calm her into tapping twice on the stall next to her, the one against the wall.
One second... two... three.. four... fi- a small hatch was opened, slightly below muzzle height, and a sigh of relief was let out. Yes! It wasn’t just a rumor. She eagerly rummaged through her pouch, tossing down around twelve bits. Should be enough for a quick session, and to have them swallow. Her coins rattled down hatch, something she wanted to have something else do down another hatch soon, as a flap in the wall, barely notable, slide to the side, revealing an opening around hindquarter height, and relatively large, enough to fit a muzzle, with enough wiggle room for height differences.
Coco barely contained her squee of excitement and quickly spun around, pressing her plump plot against the hole, her engorged mons protruding out on the other side. Part of her told her this wasn’t her, she preferred foreplay, lit candles, snuggles. And yes, she did, but she still appreciated the perks of just getting head for some stress relief. And hey, that’s why we mares invented glory holes, right? The silence was broken by a flamboyant, male voice “Ah, why hello there miss, I see yo-”
“Hey, I’m not paying you use your mouth for talking!” Coco felt herself flush a little, this wasn’t like her... yet, it felt, different. She wasn't sure if she liked it, but, she’d give it a try. Marely mares were assertive, were they not?
“Haha, well someone’s eager to g-”
Coco unfolded her love bead, a large trickle of lubricant glistening as it slowly slides down around it’s tip. “Suck it. Now.” She felt another faint rush. Oh gosh, she felt so out of character... was this how Suri felt? It was like... empowering, yet something else...
She let out a surprised squeak as warm, soft lips pressed against her pearl, making her shiver. Oh Celestia, her marehood had longed for the touch of other flesh... the kiss lasted for a few seconds before it turned into a slow, rough lap along her top to bottom, pressing against every ridge of her horsecunt, making her coo in approval.
“Right, stress relief, you’re in a hurry. But I will still say, madame has a lovely length. Bigger than my average customer, not to mention your delightful mottling...” Coco felt her cheeks flush up. Okay... that actually made her feel better about herself... maybe that was why Suri insisted on using it all the time? ... though, she did really smear it on a bit thick...
She had to catch herself with dozing off, she almost had folded her legs as the shiver ran down her spine. The warmth of another pony’s flesh sure beat beating off. All she had to do was lean her rump against the stall, having someone else worry about their pleasure for once. And it had almost become an alien feeling to her... she at least can’t recall the last time she had a proper rut with somepony.
Coco let out a low nicker as the stallion gave light tugs at her labia, kneading them between his lips, suckling lightly. The mare felt an urge to say something, command him. But the earth pony found it hard to focus on coming up with something witty. So, she just went with the first thing she recalled Suri telling her. “Anh... yeah, suck it you dirty little pony!” Her tone gave anything but a believable demeanor, causing a bemused snort from the other side of the hole, leaving her to clear her throat bashfully. Maybe she’d just stick with what felt right. This was her time after all. Just because it worked for her boss didn’t mean it’d work for her.
The pony gave a tender nip to her folds, lightly stretching her mound further out, causing her to whiny softly in delight. She’d always been a bit of a noise maker, not that common trait, but she enjoyed to be able to let go and just be herself, and she was just about to let out a throaty moan as she heard the door into the restroom open, forcing her to cut herself off just as he began swirling his tongue around her speckled pearl, resulting in a noise not that could be mistaken as someone that was constipated.
Coco scrunched her nose notably. Not that anyone could see her, but she still felt like it. She flared her nostril and focused on breathing quietly. ‘Horse-apples’ was the first thing to her mind. Couldn’t that mare had waited a couple minutes? She wouldn’t last long, she was usually the pony that got the five minute joke told to her... actually, she failed to see why she’d want to think about that... granted, it was a perk if you were in a hurry... but part of her sighed internally with a “just keep telling yourself that”... she gave a weak flex of her walls, clenching down on her own walls. She really needed to work on her muscles some more.
Maybe start working out when she was sowing? Not like Suri would notice her kegel exercises... she barely noticed when she had a new hat... well, unless it was out of season. Coco huffed quietly and fully unfolded her stiff nub for easier access. She felt a throbbing in the head of her clit as it was circled. And she ground a hoof into the floor as sudden suction began to milk her marehood. Sweet Celestia she wouldn't last long... she had to bite into her fetlock to not moan, flushing deeply as she was one of few mares she knew with that issue.
She glanced to the door as one of her ears perked up. Seemed like the mare that came in only was going to use a urinal. Coco gave a slight frown. She just recalled why she wasn’t the biggest fan of Glory holes: their... atmosphere could be a bit of a boner kill, and a limp clit with a shallow vag didn’t do anyone any favors. She shut her eyes and focused on the warmth building up in her stomach.
The earth pony had to admit: He knew his way around a mare. But Coco quirked a brow when she felt a nose prod against her length. What was he up to? A pleasant shiver made her eyes unfocused as he let go of her nub with a pop, pressing his muzzle past her warm, slick fleshy folds. She tensed up lightly as he tested the waters so to say, but his top jaw slid in a few centimeters just fine as the bottom grazed along her abdomen. Nice to know she was hung enough for that, gave a relatively pleasant stretch as her walls adjusted to the new size, like they would with any other her sex could accommodate.
He bobbed his head for a little while before he slid in further, lapping at her bulb as he did. What was he up to even? Why wa- Coco’s eyes widened. Dear Luna, was he trying to deepthroat her? She’d never been that before. Wasn’t that uncomfortable for the male? She shifted her weight a little, unsure if she should object, and how if so. Speaking wasn’t really an opt-
Coco suppressed a nicker as he suddenly thrust forward, sliding her to the mound, making her feel her twitching bead against, or if it was just past his throat... okay, for a first time, this felt damn fine... She gave a goofy smile as none could see her anyhow. It just occurred to her she could just pull out if she didn’t like what he was doing but... she could give it a chance, the way his throat kneaded her bulb had her legs weak. Not to mention her vag was getting a thorough rubbing. Plus, the way he tactfully nodded stimulated her prostate in a way that...
Crud... the valve was breaking, she wouldn’t last for more than a couple seconds, she could already feel herself approach the point of no return, and it was too late to stop it. Panting rapidly, but in a hushed way, she did the only thing she could think off: She gave two quick taps to the stall with her hind leg before bracing herself. Shoot, she never got to tell him she wanted to see the result of her work...
Just as she felt her first strand of thick ejaculate unload, she felt him gently bite down on her abdomen, thrusting his tongue on her nub roughly as she began to paint the inside of his muzzle. Her entire body shuddered as she shot stream after stream of her creamy juices. Goddess how good it felt... it was euphoric to hear the steady gulps as her walls contracted tightly around his muzzle, her muscles overall getting a workout while her little nub throbbed to the best of it’s ability. A soft exhale escaped her mouth as her orgasm was about to die down, but she let out a low yelp as his lower jaw locked tighter, pressing against her pubic bone as his upper half locked in tight, sucking her off with all his might.
Coco fell to her front knees, flaring her nostrils as she grit her teeth. It proved harder than planned to be quiet. She made a sudden gasp as the pressure to her nether cause a familiar feel to quickly re-appear, and she felt herself set off down the path of no return again. And once again her body lit up in intense pleasure, electric sparks shot throughout her body as ecstasy flowed through her veins, her pleasure pearl was on fire, in a good way. The mare felt her thick jets shower across and against the muzzle, weakly bucking her hips with each stream. She felt dizzy as her second orgasm was about to die down, when her eyes bulged. He wasn’t stopping... she wasn't sure she could handle another one. She usually wanted to sleep after just one orgasm...
In a frantic scramble, she mustered herself to tap against the wall, perhaps a bit louder kick than intended, but she also tried to pull herself free. Equally fast as he’d started milking her, he stopped, letting her go, but not before managing to give a tender kiss to her nub. Coco didn’t plan for how weak her limbs had become however and her body gave in under her own weight and fell to the floor with a soft thud, slumping down onto the floor in a shuddering mess, letting out a low whimper. Her pleasure knob twitching in arousal, it was barely that she felt a third climax’s approach fade away. Her vision was still in a blurred haze, and a nonintoxicating pleasant tingle spread from her groin. Part of her didn’t even care she was on her side, cheek against a public restroom floor... apparently drooling on it...
She had no idea how much time passed, but she doubted it was more than a minute before she regained control of her body and slowly got back up. Her clit had finally began to go limp as she once again stood up. Turning around, she noticed the cum covered muzzle in a confident grin, a puddle of her lubricant had gathered up under it. She felt herself flush. Not really sure how to react. Did she thank him now? Give a tip? Just walk away? Before she had time to respond, he whispered in a barely audible tone “Hope you enjoyed yourself, please come again ma’am.” before pulling back and shutting the hatch. Coco, feeling even more embarrassed, along with needing a drink, stumbled a few steps back, and quickly turned to unlock the stall.
Stumbling out, she froze dead in her tracks as she saw a mare leaning against a sink just next to her stall with a wide, bemused grin, wink knowingly at her. Coco was unsure if she had ever blushed harder in her life. Even if there was nothing wrong with what she did, she still felt the heat on her cheeks match the heat between her flanks. She quickly scampered to her table, still furiously flushed. She hoped that mare wouldn’t tell anyone... not that she thought any would believe her but still...
Deciding she had stared at her own fetlocks enough, she shifted her weight a little an- her eyes bulged out again as she noticed the stain she’d made on the couch when she sat down. Right, normally you allowed for yourself to get cleaned out, or washed the jizz off before leaving... Coco discreetly took a few napkins and placed on the stain, then rubbed her pride against it, feeling most of it gone, then tossed them in a nearby bin, checking her seating again. It looked quite fine. No overly notable white spots... she let out a sigh of relief and looked up, just to do a double take and almost fall out of her seating.
Across from her, she saw the mare again, leaning her head against a hoof, watching her bemusedly. The light amberish mare wasn't sure how exactly one would shit a brick, but she felt like doing just that... was she here to perhaps try and blackmail her? Mock her? But before she could let her imagination get any further, the mare tilted her head and spoke: “Hey, come now, why are you giving me that face? You afraid I’m going to tell on you that you actually have sexual urges like almost the entire sexually mature population? Unless you’d be at least Sapphire Shores famous, or in a relationship, I don’t think most ponies would even bother to care.”
Coco’s cheeks finally cooling off, she gave a slight shuffle of her weight, coughing. “Ahm well...” Tapping her hooves together, she gave an awkward smile, being met with a rolling of eyes.
“So, was that your first time, or you just not gotten laid in ages? Considering whom you work for, I could honestly guess for either...” The earth pony just felt a bit more pale in her already bright coat as she gave her a stare, obviously noticed by the mare. “Oh, don’t worry about whatever you might be thinking off. I just know who you work for, and can say I can get in case you’re pent up... she’s not exactly pleasant to work or be with, unless she needs something from you...”
Letting out a sigh of relief, Coco flicked an ear giving another exhale, most feeling of embarrassment or reluctance relatively swooped away. She almost felt like she was back in high school, talking about sex with her roommate. “Yeah... to be honest, that was the last time I came from someone else’s touch in a few months... I rarely have time for personal matters. Especially not now with the fashion shows going on...”
The other mare gave a snort. “Yeah, sounds like Suri to leave the actual work to somepony else... but yeah, just wanted to hear you out. You looked really funny after you stumbled out from there.” She gave a light chuckle. “Though, in case you come here again, while I don’t know what you paid, it’d be nice if you tipped a little extra. The guy does a good job, and he’s got damn good memory, almost always knows if you’d been there before. Heh, sometimes I wonder how he keeps track of all those marehoods.” She gave a teasing grin. “Sides’ it goes to a good cause.” Suri quirked a brow notably, wondering how the hay one prostitutes cause would be better than any other pony’s. But the other mare leaned in next to her and spoke in a hushed tone. “Heck, I can let you in on a little secret; How do you think this towns orphanage manages to outdo it’s expectations AND budget?” She gave a sultry wink to Coco, whose eyes grew as wide as saucers, accompanied by another deep flush. This day seemed like one she wouldn't forget in all her life.
