Jack Ices the Cake

"You don't mind if I get more comfortable, do you Jack?" Without waiting for an answer, Cup Cake (with surprising flexibility) reached her muzzle back and pulled at the laces of her corset with her teeth. The lingerie fell to the floor, leaving her in two garter belts, garters, stockings, and a single pair of stiletto heels on her hind hooves. Without the tight corset, her full plumpness was apparent, small rolls of fat at her sides. But she was no less alluring, even in my spent state. She moved her ass over my face and lowered it down, my mouth fully meeting her vulva. I smelled her marehood, and a slight scent of ass. Only her asshole and tail were visible as her weight pressed against me. I couldn't speak--she was much heavier than Fluttershy, being a stocky earth pony instead of a slight pegasus. The fur of her ass cheeks squeezed against the sides of my head. Her juices dripped all over my face as she began to hump at me, her clit rubbing on my lip and chin.

"Yeah, taste that married mare pussy, Jack." I didn't have much choice in the matter. I began to suck her pussy lips and lick inside her. "Oh, that's a good colt," she cooed. "What a good colt. Yeah, lick mama. Suck my pussy." I started to get hard again. "Oh, what a good colt. Mama will take care of you." She started licking my dick again with her rough tongue, with agonizing slowness, as she ground herself, slow-motion, into my face. I could only breathe through my nose. "Mama likes that, Jack. You dirty colt. My husband would go insane if he knew what you were doing to me." In my position, there wasn't much I could do about that. I reached up around her flanks and held her ass cheeks open, squeezing and kneading them as my tongue probed her dripping vagina. She took my rod into her mouth, sucking softly and slowly this time. I pulled her tail, and she jerked her haunches against my face, squeezing my head between her legs. "Ow! Oh, you naughty colt." I pulled again, a little harder. "Oh! That hurts mama, Jack. Bad little colt. But I'm not letting you go." She slowly, slowly slid her muzzle all the way down my shaft, so I could feel her throat tightening on the head of my cock. I jerked her tail again, and as she cried out in pain her throat tightened more. She pulled me out of her mouth to scold me. "Bad little colt. If you keep doing that I'm not going to keep sucking you off."

I let go of her tail, and she returned to her gradual blowjob as she slowly fucked my face with her fat, wet pussy. I managed to reach a finger inside her marehood, and she groaned at this--certainly the first finger she's ever felt in there. She slipped my cock to the back of her throat again, and I took the finger out to play with her asshole. A sound of surprised excitement came from her, but she kept me in to the hilt as my finger probed inside her ass. Her entire body (including her throat) tensed at this new intrusion. She let my dick fall from her mouth again, raising her back end up away from my face so my finger came out as well. She let out a seductive chuckle, "Oh, you are a naughty little colt, Jack. Mama doesn't do that."

She might just change her mind, if I keep knocking at that door.

I managed to take a few deep breaths before she brought her weight down on my face again, more forcefully this time. She kept her front end up this time, leaving me without any pleasure of my own for the time being. Fuck it. I can take some control here. I pulled her tail with a constant force, and probed her ass with my finger again, but by this time she was enjoying my mouth too much to protest. She panted and moaned, rocking back and forth on my chin and raising her haunches up and down as her excitement built. She fucked my face, faster, harder, the table creaking beneath our weight. Loud groans of pleasure escaped her. She rocked her body almost uncontrollably while her juices squirted out, running down my chin, neck, and shoulders. But she wasn't done cumming. She bore down even harder on my mouth, practically cutting off my air supply. Instead of rocking, she ground against my lips and tongue, twitching in unpredictable spasms and crying out almost as if she was in pain. I drank as more of her fluids came pouring out, but I couldn't keep up with the sheer quantity as it completely coated the lower half of my face. Her spasms eventually subsided.

She collapsed in a sweaty heap next to me while we both caught our breath. She rubbed her stockinged left hind leg across my chest. "You bad little colt, Jack. You were doing very naughty things to mama." She rubbed my dick with a foreleg. "Now you're going to have to fuck this married mare."