Pinkie Pie, Escort Extraordinaire!

Pinkie stood and pulled her halter from her body with one quick motion, revealing her bare torso. Her breasts were heavy teardrops, easily an E-cup, with just the barest bit of sag to them. They were capped with proud nipples the same dark pink as the mare’s mane, and they were already hard.

“AJ’s cider is soooo yummy,” she said, one hand coming up to press into her chest, just below the junction of her tits. “It helps make Zecora’s potions go down a little easier.”

Jake cocked his eyebrows, but Pinkie put a warm finger to his lips.

“Just watch, Jake,” Pinkie said, pushing the human just enough to flop him back on the bed. She straddled him, her knees on the edge of the bed to either side of his hips. “And take off your shirt.”

Jake complied as Pinkie fished out three small glass bottles from her shoulder bag. She popped two of them open and downed each in a loud gulp, flinging the thick glass vials back into her bag, which joined her halter on the floor across the room.

“The first one’s to make sure you and I don’t make any foals.,” Pinkie said, her hands coming down to Jake’s fly. She deftly unfastened his pants and tugged down, prompting the human to arch his hips to ease her work. In seconds he was naked.

Pinkie fell to her knees, her hands tracing and caressing the muscles of Jake’s chest, belly, and flanks. She raked her nails across his hips, curling her fingertips into the thick, curly hair at his crotch. Her muzzle found his groin, kissing down from his navel into the thick nest of curls just above his cock.

“And the other,” she said, each word interrupted by a series of kisses that ringed the base of his member. “Makes me nice and clean, so we can do aaaaaaall the fun stuff I love.”

“Pinkie,” Jake said, propping himself up on his elbows. She squatted between his thighs, her cherubic face beneath his cock. Her lips lingered on his sex, giving little pecking kisses across his lightly-furred balls. “Oh, god, Pinkie, please… you’re driving me crazy.”

She grinned, nuzzling up into Jake’s sex, closing her eyes and purring. “You humans smell so different… but in a good way. You smell… you. And you taste even better.”

With that, the pink mare gulped down Jake’s entire cock. He was decently-endowed, with enough length and girth to satisfy all of his previous lovers. Some had struggled to give him head, others had been rather good… but none of them held a candle to Pinkie Pie. She was a pro - her nostrils were sunk into Jake’s pubic hair, little huffs of hot air the only indication she could breathe. Her throat flexed around the head of Jake’s cock as she swallowed around it, massaging it more skillfully than any lover Jake had had. Her throat was hot, wet, and welcoming. With a slurpy gasp, Pinkie released Jake’s cock and caught her breath.

“Ghmmhmm,” she giggled, palpating Jake’s sack with her hands. “Good, mister human?”

“Ffffffuck yes,” Jake growled. “Do that again!”

Pinkie all but swallowed his cock. The heat of her throat seeped into Jake’s member, making him swell and thicken even more than usual. Her fingers found his ass, sinking into the thick, strong muscles there. She gently pulled him into her, and Jake responded by rocking his hips. Soon, they had a rhythm going.

Jake was sitting up, now, slowly fucking Pinkie’s throat. She tilted her head, her eyes almost entirely closed in bliss as she swallowed Jake’s cock, bathing his member in hot, thick saliva. Each thrust sent Jake’s cockhead deeper into Pinkie’s throat, finding even warmer, softer depths than before. On each out-stroke, Pinkie breathed, ensuring she could do this for as long as necessary.

A time or two Jake felt himself start to climax, but Pinkie’s hands were wrapped around his scrotum. When the mare felt the tell-tale twitch she slowed down, squeezing his nuts together and pulling down with just enough force to delay his impending orgasm. She gave him a wink and went back to work - she didn’t want this to end just yet. She gave his backside a playful swat, and Jake took the hint, standing up with the mare’s muzzle still wrapped around his cock.

Jake took the lead, now, thrusting faster and harder with each passing second. His hands found the back of her head, tangled in her curly pink mane. For each thrust, Jake would pull the mare’s head into his crotch, further increasing the depths of his throat-fucking.

“Fuck,” Jake said, one of many exertions of passion he’d muttered since the start. “Fuck, I’m going to cum. Please, I need to cum in your fucking throat!”

Pinkie gave a gurgle, her hands switching positions. Instead of pulling down, her hands instead jostled and massaged Jake’s nuts, helping him climax. It didn’t take long, thanks to the savage, full-strength thrusts of Jake’s hips and Pinkie’s talented throat and hands before Jake hit the edge.

The human came up on tip-toe as he came, burying his cock as far down Pinkie’s throat as he could manage. The mare continued to swallow, her muscles massaging and milking Jake’s cock for the precious gift it was about to give. Jake’s orgasm hit him like a truck, shooting a hot, heavy load down Pinkie’s throat. Each rope was eagerly gulped down, making room for the next one. Pinkie’s fingers danced along Jake’s sack, prolonging and strengthening his orgasm to maximize his output. After what felt like minutes, though, Jake’s climax finally fizzled.

The human collapsed back onto the bed, panting like he’d just finished a triathlon.

“Holy… huh… crap,” Jake gasped.