If it wasn't one of Pinkie's culinary needs then it usually ended up being a favor for a party. Whatever the case called for, Milky Way wasn't one to oppose a few extra bits. Daily runs through the town had some perks. Knowing certain ponies had given her a few tickets to events or even invitations to otherwise secret parties. It was a lot of fun to indulge the offering ponies as well. Sometimes, she could get tips for others that may be in need of her service and could pay very well.
It was surprising with how many in the town needed their dairy so often. Water was fine and more abundant, and there wasn't too much need for milk as it stood, save for nurseries or school. Still, many liked to enjoy the taste or just the simple luxury. With other things to drink, it was almost a bit odd at how addicting her milk was. Though, she did have a few secrets she held close to keep that milk as tasty as it was.
When the cream colored mare headed out for another day's worth of deliveries, the busty figure took a minute to check the time. Just reaching close to noon and giving her plenty of time to deliver the orders and check on Pinkie Pie's party arrangements. The milk cart hung from her arm as she smoothed out her light blue blouse and made a soft tug at her skirt. A quick straighten of her traditional jacket and bow-tie and she was ready. She had to keep things proper in appearance.
The white adorning her creamy coat set a soft tone as her blue mane gave a light bounce under her hat with each step. A quick look to her list and she was on her way. The glass bottles clanged lightly here and there as she began her routine and waved to passing stallions and mares along her path. Most of them gave friendly smiles and returned the gesture. It was hard not to love Ponyville with the abundance of life that kept it so busy.
Her freckled face gave a scrunch as she turned a corner and saw the slightly curvy party pony trying to set up decorations. Sugar Cube Corner was where most of her profit came from, yet Pinkie hardly let a conversation go if one started up. Her emerald eyes darted around before she turned and made a quick skip over to the next road. The mare blushed as she moved while feeling her breasts bounce a little within the confines of her shirt.
Once she avoided the pink pony, her route continued on. She would have plenty of time after her delivery to talk to Pinkie. Another brush over her outfit and she let out a soft sigh. She was going to need a better bra if she wanted to start any running. At least she was closer to her first destination on the list. The six bottles were corked and ready for enjoyment, clinking along while she moved.
Upon arriving at her first house, her eyes took in the building before knocking on the door. This one for a Miss Berry Punch. She had met the disheveled pony on several occasions but only enough to know her name and what she looked like. No idle chats or traits she could identify the mare with. Maybe the milk delivery could help out.
A few minutes pass before she knocks again and calls out. Perhaps the girl was shy of newcomers or just not home. Still, she didn't want to give up on trying until after a few attempts. The bottles were already paid in full, mostly to avoid others trying to take a bottle and lock her outside with nothing. That only had to happen once before caution is put into effect.
“Ms. Punch? Are you home today?” she called out, keeping her cheery smile as she waited.
“Wh-huh?” a mumbled voice said from inside.
“I..uh, I'm here with your milk delivery!” Milky mentioned and tugged her jacket closed to appear a bit more professional.
There seemed to be a few noises from within, most of which sounded like stumbling, until a loud thump hit the door. The milk mare squeaked in surprise as she stepped back and adjusted her hat. Whatever caused such a hit had some weight to it. It also worried her that the pony inside sounded a little irritated. Did she wake her? At this hour?
Once the door opened, the magenta coated pony stood there in nothing more than an oversized t-shirt. The hem of the top only came down so far, just barely giving the girl any decency below. Milky couldn't help but notice the hint of her sex giving her peeks at every movement. The unkempt mane of the mare was a darker shade than the coat she had, matching her eyes easily. Those same eyes seemed preoccupied with trying to stay open more than looking herself over to cover any glimpses a passing pony might spot.
“Whayawan?” she slurred out and took a deep breath before leaning back to stretch. Those perky nipples beneath the shirt seemed rather proud at standing out beneath the cloth.
“I..,” Milky began and found herself staring at the mare's chest before shaking her head. “I'm here to give your milk you ordered the other day!”
The hung over mare gave a lazy stare for a moment until she raised a brow. It appeared that she either didn't remember or might still be trying to wake up. When her tail flicked behind her, the shirt gave a small shift and brought up the bottom once again. It was a bit distracting with the fact she was bare from the waist down and seemed completely oblivious to it.
“..Milk?” the light-grape colored mare asked, rubbing her cheek with some fingers as she leaned against the door frame.
“Yes,” Milky stated and took one of the bottles from her basket. Her arm stretched out to offer the cool liquid as she said, “I hope you enjoy it!”
“Uh..'kay,” Berry said, missing her grab on the bottle before taking it and turning around. Her return back inside stopped short before she sighed and looked over her shoulder. “I'm sorry. Thank you.. Just have a bad headache.”
The milk mare nodded politely, unable to pull her eyes up in time from that peeking rump before the door closed. At least Ms. Punch had been nice enough to not let her headache ruin the entire encounter. She might be better when she gets a bit more rest. The thought had Milky nodding to herself as she turned and continued on her way towards the next house.
As she walked, her basket eventually shifted to settle in front of her lap. Thoughts of Berry's exposed crotch and that supple plot were filling her head. Not to mention those firm nubs poking out from beneath the shirt. It wasn't helping by trying to visualize the details. Her lap bumped into the basket, clanking the glass around before she stopped and took a deep breath. Getting excited in public would certainly be a bad idea.
Her eyes scanned the surrounding area before she settled on an alley and bit her lip. Was it really worth it to go for a little bit of quick relief instead of ignoring it? The throb in her loins made her shiver as she flattened her ears. May as well. It wouldn't hurt anypony to just get one out and continue on her way, right? Her hooves carried her quickly across the road and into the alley, ducking around anything she could use as cover.
Just a quickie. The mare's breathing got a little more heavy as she stayed back against a wall and set her small cart down. The rise beneath the skirt had her smiling a little through a blush while her hands daintily lifted the fabric away to reveal her straining panties beneath. They looked like they might break at any second with the mass they tried holding back. Her thumbs hooked into the front of the underwear and pulled down quickly.
That thick shaft flopped free with a light spring as she let out a deep sigh. That felt so much better. Her hands gently rest atop the firming length while she closed her eyes and did her best to push any naughty thoughts away. It wasn't exactly a good place to do this, but heading home may draw far more attention with a thick poll trying to peek out under her skirt.
Those hands gave a smooth caress up and down the warm flesh as she cooed out softly. It just felt too good. Her hoofed fingers wrapped around as much of the mass as they could before she bit her lower lip and began giving small tugs at her girth. Each motion down made her grunt while she tried stroking herself in the alley, wanting nothing more than to just feel good and get it over with right now. She could indulge herself fully later on.
Another pump of her hands and she whimpered while looking over that protruding appendage at her lap. Why was she gifted this thing? Or, cursed with it? She didn't know which it was but it certainly demanded attention from the mare. Her fingers rubbed the belly of her rod as those thumbs smoothly massaged the top, stroking herself nice and slow with muffled groans.
It was rather thick around and didn't leave much room for her when she got aroused. Knocking over bottles or dishes ended up being a common thing until she learned to just take care of it at home instead of ignore it. The thick sack beneath that pole rest against her thighs like a warm pillow. Her panties practically split the two girls up the middle and only let her keep the monster tucked out of the way. Maybe a ribbon or something to tie around her waist might help.
A few more motions and her hips ended up getting in on the action. Those plump balls lifted and pat her thighs every time, too. The milk mare grunted as she kept up her masturbation session in the public alley while panting out in her growing lust. She just had to hurry and she could be on her way. No need to draw this out.
Her thoughts were soon clouded over with mental images of her first customer for the day. Berry Punch had quite the body on her. A perfect plot to try and wedge her fat tool into. Maybe that sweet set of lips below could enjoy a good stretch. The idea made Milky shiver as she smiled, her hands working faster as the end of her member began to dribble the clear liquid as if trying to prep for penetration. She wouldn't mind giving Miss Punch a good spike.
The images in her mind grew more and more lewd as she kept up a rather eager pace with her motions. The end of that monster drooled as if it hungered for so much more than just the soft palms and smooth fingers pleasuring it. Her body buckled once or twice as she rubbed the flat end of the head and passed over the thick ring of flesh around the shaft.
A rather loud moan escaped her throat when she pressed along the medial ring more, acting as if she were within the pony in her thoughts. A few thrusts and the clear pre-cum flung to the ground and opposing wall as she worked her tool faster. When she pressed her arms together, those large breasts seemed to press out more and appear bigger. Another squeeze of her arms and she felt the warmth within her bra spread lightly. She was lactating, too?
“Not..right now,” she groaned, tilting her head back and holding her length down with one hand. The other began quickly trying to unbutton her blouse beneath the jacket.
Every button down seemed to make the mare's chest jiggle and press out just a bit more than the last. About half-way, the bra-covered breasts sprung out and bounced lightly. Her hoofed fingers were quick on unlatching the front of the bra, the two love pillows spilling out instantly, and those dark-cream colored, leaking nipples on full display. It felt nice to let them free and leak on their own accord.
Within seconds, her fingers were tweaking and teasing the sensitive areola as the milky substance dribbled out lightly from the nipple. Her other hand stayed busy doing its best to stroke and work along her mast as she panted in need. Now leaking from her chest and her lap, the mare was feeling like she missed an opportunity to create more of her bottled nutrient. It was far easier with the machine at home at any rate.
A squeeze to her breast and the white liquid was sent in a stream across the small alley. Her milk spattered the ground as she gave another grope to spritz out more of her precious dairy. The mare groaned and finally returned her hand back to that throbbing length as she worked her mare-cock faster. The feeling was so good and even the added thrill of being caught had a small part of her turned on more. She could feel that rising tidal wave within as her arms moved and those fingers used her pre to coat her rod and quicken the actions.
Regardless of how perverted the noises were, Milky was almost completely lost in her bliss. The mare milked her member as her hips gave eager thrusts and those full breasts leaked freely in the open. Each pass over every bit of her shaft made her draw closer to the edge as she grit her teeth and panted. She just wanted to cum now. Her mind wanted that release as much as her body while she tensed and felt the wave finally come down.
The instant her body seized up, her throbbing length began to dribble out more of the clear fluid until the first burst of her semen literally painted the wall across. Her white seed splashed against the side of the building as those balls drew up to her and the freckle specked breasts flowed her natural milk down her body. Every rope of her spunk slapped into the wall and across the ground, the mare moaning louder than she knew, and marked the area in her pleasure.
It took a good minute or two until she was finally pleased with herself, giving her stalk a few more strokes to milk out the remaining dollops of sticky seed. Her fingers lightly toyed at the head as she shivered and prodded a finger at the end. The smooth glide into the urethra had her coo out before tugging the digit back out. Somehow, it had a death grip in there. Best not to poke around too much.
Several moments came and went as she took her time to clean up and redress herself. The mare looked over her body with a smile and took a deep breath before grabbing the small cart by the carrying handles and sauntered out of the alley. Nopony looked to have heard the tiny bit of commotion, luckily. Milky smiled and did her best to put on a face as though nothing had happened while moving along to the next customer's house once again.
She could still feel her wilting erection trying to cause a scene. The basket stayed low as her mind was cleared from any previous thoughts on the mare earlier, her blue hair bouncing with her breasts as she hummed to herself. At least when she was done, she could check on Pinkie's party plans. It would at least give her a chance to take her mind off things if she got heated again. Now, to find a Ms. Heartstrings and give her the two bottles she asked for.
-
Hours had passed since the slightly embarrassing moment in the alley but Milky's route was finished. Having to walk to and from a couple different areas wasn't exactly fun but it kept her out. Now that she had free time, she could finally check in on the pink pony's request for the night. That, and let her talk for a while. At least she didn't have anything to deliver now.
The milk mare found her way back and strode up to the building carefully. Her green eyes glanced around for the hyper mare but she found no sign. Within the store, she heard a few ponies talking and one very loud voice sounding a bit too energetic. That had to have been Pinkie. Milky set her basket down outside and walked in with a wave.
“Hello, Pinkie!” she called out, smiling brightly to the curved mare.
“Oh, wow! Milky!” the pink pony yelled out and clapped her hands together. “I've been waiting forever to hear from you! You got the milk? Is everything good to go? Would you like to come by later for the party?”
“Hehe, calm down, Pinkie. The milk is at home. Just tell me all you need, okay?” the milk mare said, opening her arms and letting the pink earth pony hug tightly.
They got along fairly well and never ended a conversation on bad terms. The only reason Milky ever avoided her was due to needing to get places quickly. If the energetic mare wanted to follow and talk that would be a different story. Most times, Pinkie ended up needing to stay at Sugar Cube Corner and wanted her friend to stay and chat with her.
Those pink arms wrapped around the busty mare as they embraced in a friendly hug. The feeling of Pinkie's head resting on her breasts had the dairy mare blushing lightly before patting the girl's back softly. Those blue eyes looked to her as if she hadn't seen her friend in ages. Then again, yesterday probably felt like forever for the mare.
“Oh! Let's see.. We'll need about four gallons of your milk, I think. We plan on baking a lot more cakes and treats before the party starts!” the vibrant colored pony said as she tapped her chin with a finger.
“That's quite a bit. I think I have just enough, though. Hope you don't mind waiting a couple of days after before ordering again,” Milky mentioned and smiled.
“Nope! We'll make do with what we got! Besides, yours is the tastiest!” Pinkie exclaimed and nodded swiftly. “How do you do it?”
“Uh, well..it's a secret. Can't let my business go under by telling everypony what makes it so good, right?” the milk mare said, doing her best to avoid the topic.
“Wowie! You're right! I'm totally sorry. I didn't mean to imply I wanted to do that!” the pink pony began saying, hugging to her friend a little more.
“It's fine, Pinkie. You didn't imply anything. Now, how about you get things ready here and I'll come by with the milk in a bit? I would love to come see how the party comes along, if that's okay,” she explained and pet the bouncy mane of the party pony.
“Well, of course! You're always invited!” the curvy mare responded and hopped in place while still hugging Milky.
The movements had those large breasts jiggling and giving a few bounces as well as her hidden bits below. It was a bit embarrassing but she managed to hide it well until the hopping stopped. Her hand gave a pat to Pinkie's back until she managed to pry away with a nuzzle to the pink cheek before her. The two giggled and she was finally set free as her hands brushed over her outfit.
“Alright. I'll be back in a few with a couple gallons and you can start with that,” Milky told her as she took a few steps back to the door. “See you soon~”
With that, she skipped out and smiled as she waved behind her, knowing Pinkie would be waving like crazy, and grabbed her basket before heading back home. She was thankful that the party mare hadn't asked for more than the amount she claimed. She had run a bit low on stock lately due to so many orders and so little time to refresh. Soon, she'd have plenty. For now, it was time to help get a party started.
-
The evening came quick and the night even quicker. Milky had made a couple of trips back and forth to deliver the cans of milk for the store which were promptly taken into the kitchen for use. While she waited, the milk mare enjoyed the smell of freshly baked goods while greeting other ponies coming into the building. It was going to be a busy night with all the patrons coming to enjoy the party.
Pinkie had mentioned what the party was for, albeit it briefly, but it was forgotten swiftly once Milky began enjoying the atmosphere. Even in her outfit, the mare was having a nice time and able to get comfy. Most of the area had been cleared of tables and some chair to make room for the guests. The Cakes had even set up some refreshments to let everypony relax with.
Minutes passed by like nothing as countless mares and stallions came to enjoy the party. Pastries came out along with a cake or two while Milky began mingling and sipping at her juice. It took a minute to realize what she was seeing at one of the tables when a pony looked to be laying on it. As she got closer, she found out quickly what was happening.
Berry Punch had made it to the party and was leaning over the table to reach the other side in an attempt to grab a glass. Her eyes were a bit more clear than earlier but still held a bit of a vacant look. When the milk mare approached from the other end, the magenta coated earth pony looked up with a smirk. She seemed to look better than before. It also appeared she had remembered pants this time.
“Heya,” she said and looked back down to the glass. “Mind tossing that over my way?”
Milky moved the half-full drink over and into the extended fingers of the mare. The magenta arm drew in the glass and quickly tipped it as she began drinking the liquid inside. It only lasted seconds before she set the empty glass down on the table with a satisfied sigh. Her body leaned back as she looked up to the milk mare once again and smiled.
“Crazy party, huh?” she asked, either unable or unwilling to avert her gaze.
“It's a decent one. Not as hectic as I expected it to be,” Milky admitted while taking a seat across from her customer from earlier.
“Yeah, I guess so. Uh..about today,” Berry says slowly and lowers an ear. “I was a little..hung over. I think I may have answered the door a little..less than decently. Just, uh..sorry about that.”
“No, it's fine. I promise. I've had ponies open their doors to let me see far worse than a nice p-” Milky shut her mouth quickly.
The word had nearly been said and couldn't be taken back now. The cream colored mare stared down at the table as she gave a small fidget in wait. If she tried changing topics now then it would be too obvious. If Berry hadn't heard, she could play it off as she got distracted by something. Maybe she could still ease away from the awkward moment and play it off as something else.
“A nice..what?” the light-grape mare asked, leaning in with a tone more quiet than before.
“Um..a..a nice..p-pony,” Milky said, trying her best to salvage the conversation now.
“Oh,” the formerly hung over mare said before shrugging. “Thanks.”
The creamy coated pony sighed softly as she let her heart rate calm down. Dodged that one barely. Her hands shook lightly under the table as she did her best to appear relaxed at the response. The two seemed to study each other for a bit until Berry stood and walked around the table. The pony gave a friendly pat to her new company with a smile, then leaned to her ear.
“Think I'm a nice pony?” she said, alcohol rolling off her breath lightly. “You should see my nice pussy.”
Just like that, the magenta mare walked off to grab another drink and ended up leaving Milky with a stunned expression. The words repeated in the milk mare's head as she nearly dropped her cup of juice she picked up before setting it back down. That was..forward. Did the mare know already and only wanted to tease her? Was it just a slightly drunken rambling?
The more she thought on it, the more her body seemed to react to the phrase. It certainly was a very nice lap. Her eyes had taken their fair share of glimpses of it. So smooth and inviting. Milky grunted as her hands went to her lap while she let out a deep breath. Not right now. Not in public!
The milk mare's hoofed fingers pressed at the bulge beneath her skirt while she breathed slowly and did her best to stop the threatening rise. If there was a way to keep it from raising up it was to take a moment and just ease off any thinking or too much touching. Her fingers eased up as she placed them on the table and closed her eyes. Then she picked up the scent of alcohol.
“Wassat?” the slurred voice of the pony over her shoulder said.
“N-nothing!” Milky said, almost a bit too loud.
It was impossible to stay calm as her heart rate rose with her arousal. Having a pony looking over her shoulder at the bulge in her lap was oddly exciting. The smell of the alcohol was much stronger than before. It seemed that Ms. Punch had taken to sneaking her own beverage into the place. No other pony was tipsy in the slightest from a quick glance.
Without any hesitation, the light-grape coated arm moved over and beneath the table. Milky didn't exactly have much time to voice her concern as she felt another pony's hands grope along her firming lap. The feeling made her gasp and tilt her ears back as she placed a shaky hand onto the arm before her. A few squeezes to her covered member made her lean forward some as she whimpered.
“Please,” she whispered quietly. “Not here..”
“Heh, pony's got a secret,” Berry said, leaning in a tad closer than needed for the whispering.
This pony had to be under the influence more often than not with how she was acting. She seemed to be understanding despite it, at least. Milky's hand stayed on the mare's arm as she felt those fingers trying to find out how big that beast was beneath. Every grope sent small jolts of pleasure up her back as she started giving a tug to the arm, trying to avoid drawing attention to them.
“J-just stop and..and I'll let you see.. Not here, though,” the dairy mare said as she tried getting the hand off her lap.
“Alright.. Lead the way, missesh,” the fondling mare slurred. She had clearly imbibed far more alcohol than before. It was a mystery where she got it from.
With no more time spent on fondling her, Milky slowly stood up and did her best to conceal the raise in her skirt. When she looked around, the mare noticed nopony seemed to be paying them any attention. All of the other party goers were distracted with each other or just simply having a good time with the delicious cakes being put out. It was now or never. The milky mare nodded to Berry and took her by the wrist before heading out the front door and guiding her along the way.
Every tug had the tipsy pony staggering forward as they headed back to the milk mare's home. The magenta colored mare acted as if she had two left hooves. There were a few bumps from the pony walking too close, colliding against the busty mare's back a bit. It was almost cute with how impaired her previous customer was already. Another bump and they both ended up giggling like a couple of school fillies.
One happened to be inebriated while the other was just simply growing more aroused the closer they got to the house. Every step of the way had them hurrying along and avoiding any glances as much as possible. When a curious eye moved their way, Milky often turned to the side or let Berry move in front. No sense in having them question the awkward look of her skirt and lose potential customers due to, well, anything.
Just a few streets away and the ponies around town looked to be nonexistent. There happened to be a ton of them at the party while the rest may be sleeping. That was when she pulled the pony closer and slipped a hand under her shirt. The soft coat of her body was surprisingly smooth along her stomach. Of course, her roaming hand didn't stop there.
Her fingers sifted along the fine hair of her form while she rose her hand up and cupped one of the bra-less breasts beneath. Milky smiled and gave the warm tit a light grope before removing her hand entirely from the shirt. When she felt those hoofed fingers back at her lap, her tent rose a bit more as she let the light-grape colored mare openly touch her.
At every lift of her skirt, Milky gave a playful slap to the mare's wrist. The two continued their game of feeling each other up the entire rest of the way. Gropes here, fondles there, and lots of grinding at every pause. It seemed that the drunken pony she was guiding was just as eager for this as she was. It definitely made her more riled up for reaching home.
By the time they managed to get to the front door, that skirt was riding high and doing little to conceal the eager mass underneath. Milky panted lightly as she ushered her guest inside and closed the door behind them. It was going to be a good time with this mare. She smiled as she gave a teasing flap of her skirt to flash a view of the stiff mare-cock beneath.
Berry seemed extremely fascinated by the peek and clumsily dropped to her knees right there. Her hands reached under the cloth and rubbed up those cream colored thighs before grasping the cow printed panties. A good pull and they came down to those shaky knees before dropping right to the floor and the dairy mare's hooves. It wasn't like they covered much of anything when she was this hard.
As she watched, she saw the mare below move in and that head disappear beneath the skirt. There was a moment of anticipation until Milky felt that warm tongue press and glide up the belly of her shaft. The feeling made her moan softly as she shivered and let the mare lick all the way to the ridges of that flat head before kissing it sloppily. It felt far better than she thought it would, having not enjoyed this kind of pleasure for a while.
“Tastes sho good,” Berry muttered from under the fabric before lapping more at the meat stick, just behind the head.
It appeared that the creamy colored mare had a hard time finding her own words. Imagine that. An inebriated mare had more words than one that hadn't even touched alcohol in a while. It didn't matter, though. The pleasure was great and it was still a bit young in the night.
The dairy pony shrugged off her jacket and tossed her hat aside as she began to undress. There wasn't a second that passed by where dear Berry wasn't lapping or kissing at the stiff pole in front of her. It felt amazing and the soaked dampness of her pre staining the skirt was evidence of that. The wetness coating her inner thighs also gave hint of her needs with that slick love tunnel hidden behind those heavy, dangling balls.
It was almost painful with how teasing those licks were to her shaft. Her fingers unbuttoned the front of her blouse and tugged the bow-tie loose in a haste. While she did, a warmth slipped over as much of the head of her member as possible. She couldn't hold back a louder moan and managed to drool a bit of her pre onto the face or muzzle below. Most of the scene was still obscured, only the top of that mane and some of the mare's brow seemed to peek out from under the skirt as messy slurps sounded out.
That warmth moved and pressed along Milky's member, easing over most of the tip before gliding around and kissing at the side. A suckle to the belly of that shaft made the cream colored mare gasp as she finished pulling her shirt off and reached for her bra. The damp spots were showing through the fabric on each cup as she looked down to them and smiled. This was far better than a simple stroke in an alley.
As the bra popped open, those large breasts spilled out as she sighed in relief. Those sore nipples leaked small trails of her special milk while she panted and shrugged out of the straps, tossing the bra across the room. Her fingers went and started unfastening the side of skirt, unzipping it and shaking her hips lightly.
“Mm, ready to see the rest?” Milky teased, feeling her length slip from that mouth and pat against one of the cheeks of the mare's face below.
“Yeah~” came a breathy voice from the fabric.
Berry sat back and smiled as she looked up with those eyes that matched her mane. The milky mare shifted and slipped herself out of the skirt, stepping out of the remains of her panties around her hooves, and kicked the fabric across the room. Now completely bare, her body was on full display for her guest as she gave a few strokes to her stiff stuffer.
“How about you now?” the nude mare asked while leaking from her nipples, member, and that hidden entrance below.
The slightly dazed mare nods and begins tugging up her shirt. Her body leans back as she pulls the cotton top up and lets her perky breasts bounce about in her small struggle. Before she wasted too much time, the shirt popped off her head and fell to the floor as she laid back in her topless exposure. It was pretty cute with her nipple seeking attention and her breasts giving small jiggles at every movement.
“Heh, this is fun,” the magenta mare commented before she sat up and began fumbling with her pants.
“It is, honey,” Milky replied, tilting the end of her member down and letting the silky essence smear over her guest's face.
That mouth opened once more, rubbing her lips against the slightly flared end of the shaft before her. Berry's tongue lapped and rolled over the leaking tip, prodding at the hole before kissing it. Almost a bit close to finding out something she may not like. The thought was exhilarating to Milky with having an unknowing pony so close to it.
Those fingers finally managed to undo the pants around the female below as she lifted her hips and started shimmying out of the denim. The blue panties she wore beneath were cute and went with them as that 'nice pussy' came into view once again. Second time that day and still just as sexy. The creamy colored pony smiled and bit her lip as she stared at the lovely hole before grunting some. She wasn't going to fit in there.
“You're pretty big,” the impaired pony mentioned as she tilted her head to the side, legs spread wide open in an invitation.
“I am, sadly. I don't think I can fit there..but your mouth was doing a good job at making me feel good. Want to keep that up, sweetie?” the dairy mare asked.
“You bet'cha. Just sit back and let this pony..enjoy,” Berry stated, apparently trying to find the word to use.
Milky Way snickered and walked over to the couch nearby, letting her tail sway behind her as she watched the other pony crawl along with a goofy grin. A careful turn and those milk bottle marked flanks settle down into the soft cushions of the sofa. The thick rod that could put a stallion to shame jutted up from her lap like a spire. Those hefty balls nestle between her legs as she smiled and leaned back to let the mare indulge.
Berry's hands came up as fast as they could, caressing the underside of that impressive and throbbing girth. Those fingers teased up and down the pleasure tool as she leaned in and began licking over it as much as possible. Her tongue tasted every inch she could reach and lapped up any pre-seed that seemed to be drooling from the end. From the looks of it, the mare couldn't be happier than on her knees and enjoying a thick stalk of flesh.
Milky moaned and rubbed her own breasts as she let the light-grape colored mare orally please her. Those hoofed fingers tweaked and toyed with her dribbling nipples, causing them to spill a little more of her specialty milk out along her coat. Her eyes stayed along the mare at her lap, sucking against the shaft and licking around it as she stroked whatever her hands could wrap to. It was so much better than she anticipated.
The eager and sloppy work being done to her stiff member had the mare calling out in her bliss. Berry didn't seem to let up in the slightest. Those lips and the slick tongue kept up as her breasts pressed to the base of the pole. A move up and they slipped to the sides of the thick mare-cock but were unable able to hug completely around.
“That..that feels good!” the cream coated mare called out as her knees gave a light shake.
The words seemed to bring the pony below to another level of desire. Her chest pushed more to the bottom of the stiff rod as her lips kissed near the head. A shift up from her knees and those soft mounds caressed up the pole and let her suckle out some of the leaking pre from the tip in her position. A move down and her tongue trailed the belly of the beast with her warm breasts cushioning the descent.
As the experience continued, the milk mare kept up the pleasure to her nipples. Everything felt so good now. Her body was in a constant state of that dreamy bliss she had needed. Her internal struggle of starting to try and hold back was hardly succeeding as she felt a sudden snugness around her throbbing tool. A look down showed that Berry taken to literally hugging that swollen shaft as she practically made out the head of it.
Silky and clear fluid drooled from the tip which was quickly spread over with the drunken blowjob she was getting. Those arms and that warm chest rose, stroking up most of her turgid flesh before pressing back down as she let out a groan. The hug around the meat stick got tighter while she felt Berry lift and lower again, starting to spread the drooling liquid more along the flesh. If the endowed mare wasn't close before then this was easily doing the trick.
“I..I can't..,” Milky tried stating, shaking her head and giving her breasts a good grope. The smooth milk trailed down her hands as she grunted in pleasure.
“Then..do it,” her guest encouraged, kissing to tip with her eyes on the milk mare. “I wanna see it shoot.. Cum for me~”
There was only a tiny nod from the dairy pony as she made a few noises before her knees lifted slightly. Berry held around the shaft tightly and licked over the sensitive head until the first blast of hot, creamy, semen hit the roof of her mouth. The splash went everywhere, coating her arms and chest as well the cock she was holding, while Milky held her eyes shut and let the orgasm take hold completely. She didn't want to hold back from it at all.
Another gush of that thick batter and Berry's face gets a thick coating of that bliss. The spunk leaves strings of white lust along her as she laps up what she can when another rope hits her cheek. She apparently had no issue with being used as target practice during an orgasm. Made the milk mare wonder if it was just this one instance or the drunken pony had done it before. It didn't make it any less hotter.
Milky Way sprayed her seed into the air and all over the magenta mare as she enjoyed every second of her climax. She hadn't cum that had in what felt like ages. Her hips lifted as she let the stiff length glide up against the other mare's body before gasping and settling back down. Soon enough, her foal batter ebbed from the thick strands until it was just left oozing out lazily.
This was Berry's cue to begin her clean up routine from the looks of it. The freshly glazed mare began licking and swallowing all she could as her hands coaxed out any leftovers within the girth. Her tongue passed over the head more than a few times and eventually dipped into the leaky hole. The surprise on her face was priceless as she felt the snug suction on her muscle before prying away.
“Wha..?” the alcohol imbibed mare muttered as a hand came up to the end of the member.
Her curious finger tapped at the leaking faucet before she prodded it gently and managed to sin the hoofed digit inside. This drew out a pleasured sigh from the sitting pony, watching her guest finger her mare-cock a bit as the hole kept a firm grip. Every move seemed to make the urethra hold a little tighter while also trying to motion downward within. The dairy mare watched on.
There was tug on her hand but the orifice didn't let go. Berry looked up confused before tugging again and beginning to look a little worried. When she leaned up, her hand pushed down a bit more and stretched the opening which caused most of it to be swallowed now. The panicked but tired look on the pony's face had a few mixed messages with it.
Suddenly, the shaft twitched and pulled more into it. The impaired mare now had up to half of her forearm inside. The flesh stretched but never broke while he moved and attempted to draw in more of the pony. Struggles and pulls were fruitless as most of her arm slipped inside got locked in place. The motions were an added bonus of feeling those walls massaged.
“H-hey..cut it out..,” Berry mumbled and furrowed her brow once she was near shoulder deep.
“I can't,” Milky told her and stroked the light-grape, cum blasted mane of her guest.
There was far more pulls and even a few pushes to the creamy thighs. It was inevitable. The alcohol riddled pony watched her last sight of Milky Way smiling warmly before losing it to the blackness. The thick member only grew bigger, doing its best to accommodate the size of the mare it was swallowing. Those hefty balls also grew in size, making space and accepting their new prize.
Minutes of this went on, the milk mare helping ease some of the pony inside, as Berry Punch was taken from Ponyville. The roll of that orifice along the slender waist of the mare drew out a light coo from Milky. It was like watching a snake eat a large meal. Undulating and worming its way down the body, it kept going until it reached those hips.
A few fingers pried and toyed with the mostly-swallowed mare's folds. It was a shame she couldn't fit in such a sweet area. Still, it fun to at least get to touch it now. One of the digits slipped inside, prodding the sex of the drunk pony as Milky enjoyed it for as long as possible. It didn't last too long as the throbbing shaft slipped over the area and left only the legs and hooves.
She could already feel her body working to digest what it could of the pony inside. The consuming of such a large object had to be broken down a bit quickly. Each inch that eased further into her only made the milk mare sigh in pleasure. If she hadn't hit such a good orgasm moments ago she could easily.. Wait, no. There it was!
The sudden rush of sensations from the body of the mare sliding within made her grit her teeth as a bit of semen sprayed from around the legs. It wasn't much but it was clearly there. She was going to have a heavy sleep tonight. Those hooves edged closer and closer to the end by the second. It didn't take long for them to be out of sight completely. It was done.
The milk delivery mare sighed in content as she closed her eyes and let her body do the rest. Some good sleep and she would wake up feeling lighter and with plenty of stock to prepare. Her eyes cracked open to shift over to the kitchen, looking over her milking machine. Her pride and joy and the one thing that helped her make the living she had. It was a good life.
What would she call this next batch? It was certainly going to be slightly alcoholic. A berry flavored milk with how much proof of alcohol? She had no idea how to gauge that but it would at least come with a warning label. Can't be too careful. Her stomach gave a satisfied groan as her balls shifted and hugged to her.
“There, there,” she cooed, rubbing her belly and then down to her still-bloated sack. “Let's get you nice and ready for the rest of Ponyville to enjoy.”
Rest sounded great to her now. Her head tilted back as she let her eyes close once again before smiling and giving her nipple a small caress. Her finger came up to her muzzle as she licked it clean and tasted the essence. Not infused just yet. That was fine. She had plenty of time to let her new ingredient alter her batch. There was one last thought the dairy mare had before finally nodding off. Her voice was mumbled but her mind was clear.
Pinkie was going to absolutely love this batch.
Author's Note
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