Salty Licks

by Barealot

Rating: mature
Tags: Dark, Rainbow Dash, Original Character, Sex, Scootaloo, Slice of Life, Human
Length: 2265

Ever since Anon moved into Ponyville, Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash has taken an interest in his strange body (Clopfic)

Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash have a closely guarded secret involving Anon. His body produces a type of salt that is highly addictive to ponies and they do not want to share with any pony else.

If foalcon or seeing ponies becoming a strange type of drug addict aren't your things, please do not read this!

Pure fetish clop fic featuring:
Heavy amounts of foot fetish play. Lots of licking. Light Dominate/submissive stuff. Lots of oral. Cum swallowing. foalcon, cunnilingus. Unorthodox drug addiction. Ponies getting high. Two ponies on human.

Published 2016-03-22 00:20:02 UTC
Last updated 2016-03-22 00:20:02 UTC

Over at Anon's place.

Over at Anon's place.

Rainbow Dash hadn't been the same since the human had come to town. At first, Rainbow Dash had taken an interest in Anon, disappearing into his home for hours on end to come out hours later with a disheveled mane and distinct musky scent about her. Her friends tried to get her to admit what she was doing over there. They pretty much knew she was having sex with him at this point. Yet she'd protest their every inquiry, claiming that she went over to get some seasonings or she had forgot a Daring Do book over there.

It made Applejack look like a expert liar with how bad Dash was at it. After awhile ponies lost interest in the whole affair, at least most of them did. One pony that hadn't lost interest in her not so secret rendezvous with Anon had been Scootaloo. One day she had even tried to follow Rainbow there, and her idol had said,
"Look squirt, you don't even have your cutie mark yet, you just can't come with, period. Get one of those and maybe I'll talk to Anon, but even then you're kinda too young for this kind of thing."

Scootaloo had never seen her look so fidgety. Ponies had theorized that maybe Anon was just REALLY good at what he did or he had some secret stash of cider. Rainbow never really handled herself well when it came to addictions, especially when it came to substances. Still, whatever Dash did was cool, so Scoots wanted to do whatever Rainbow did. Whatever it was it did not matter to her, she just wanted to be a part of it. Now that she had her cutie mark, she finally had that chance.

Rainbow looked surprised to see Scootaloo speeding up on her scooter. She had been nervously rapping on the door calling out to Anon, looking ready to have a fit.

"What are you doing here Scoots? I told you you were too young for this kind of thing."

"You said I could join you with Anon if I got my cutie mark. I got mine remember? We even have a big party about it."

"Oh... Well its really up to Anon..."

"I don't mind..." Anon said from behind her. He had opened the door quietly while she was distracted. The human was a reclusive sort. He walked about Ponyville sometimes and seemed to have bits to sustain himself, but nopony knew what he did exactly.

"But...alright I'll share just cause its Scoots, if it were anypony else I'd tell em to screw off."

"You are paying me to only share with you, as long as the bits are rolling in I don't really mind who ya bring."

Scootaloo didn't realize how tall Anon was until she was in his house. He towered over both Rainbow and herself and his limbs were extremely thick and sturdy. Rainbow turned to Scootaloo as the door closed behind the filly "Listen Scoots, if I hear one 'eww' out of you then it means you aren't ready or mature enough for this. I also don't want you telling this to anypony, Pinkie Promise me on this. "

"What are we doing?" Scoots asked her mentor.

"Pinkie Promise first." Dash said flatly.

"Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye." Scoots said, going through the motions.

"She's cute" Anon mentioned over his shoulder before flopping on the couch and kicking off his boots. Scootaloo's eyes were drawn to his strange hooves he called feet. They were huge and had little appendages on top of them starting with two big ones and followed by thinner digits. Something about how they smelled freed from their confines was both off putting and slightly mesmerizing. They kind of reminded her of Spikes claws, but this was different somehow.

"Scoots, pay attention." Dash said waving her hoof over the filly's face.

"I don't normally share, but I'll let you have one this time."

"Have one what?" Scoots asked, her eyes darting between Dash and the giant feet just a few tail lengths away from them.

"One of his feet. We are going to be licking them." Dash's mouth was salivating a little but she was keeping her composure for the most part. Scootaloo was a hair breath away from saying exactly what she Pinkie promised not too, but she then stopped her self and steeled her determination. Those huge things seemed even larger now, making her gulp.

"You still have an opportunity to leave Scoots, I'm going to tell you...once you do it you are not going to want to stop. Its up to you."

Scootaloo took a deep breath, the scent hitting her nose making her mouth involuntarily salivate before saying "I'll do it. If you can do it, I can do it!"

Dash ruffled her purple mane before walking over and grabbed a foot stool with her teeth. She pulled it over to Anon who then plopped his legs impassively onto it with a thud. It made Scootaloo a little nervous as she walked over, having to prop herself on her fore-hooves to bring her face parallel to his left sole. She bit her lip and looked over to Dash, who's eyes were already rolling into the back of her head as she dragged her tongue from the heel to the ball of his foot. A dopey smile was visible on her open mouth and her blue wings were fluttering in seeming pleasure. Whatever was going on with her idol it looked both kind of scary and at the same time exhilarating.

She let out a little squeak as Anon tapped her head with his toes, getting her attention back to the sole before her. Her big eyes trailed over the wrinkles on the large thing, taking in all the details as she saw little bits of dust on it. That scent was overwhelming now, and it seemed to draw her in to it like some kind of spell. She closed her eyes tight, steeling her nerves and touched her tongue to the flesh.

Her brain instantly fired off signals throughout her body, making her tremble with the new sensations. She hated the taste, and yet she felt like she was floating on clouds on just the little fleck she did. Her wings were buzzing wildly as she dipped in, taking a stronger lick the second time. She opened her eyes and the world was blurry and wavy. The only thing that was in focus was that enormous wall of flesh and flexing toes. She was barely aware of how eagerly Dash had already gotten to suckling several of the toes she had at once, trying to get as much of it as she could. Her body was on fire and she was moaning without her volition. She began to suck and lick at it with abandon, taking up anything onto her tongue that she could.

Anon grinned at the two of them, chomping into a half eaten apple he had been working on before they had showed up. He had seen Dash go to town on his feet so much that it was just a run of the mill experience now. The filly however was new and inexperienced, darting about from behind his foot and eagerly suckling at the sides of his feet in the process. It was her very fist high, and it was enjoyable as hell to both feel and watch.

The foot tipped down, and a big toe was pointed to Scoots feverish, flushed face. She took it into her mouth eagerly and sucked as hard as she could. She wanted whatever this feeling was to last as long as possible. It made her feel so hot between her hind legs, causing them to tremble and her tail to swish violently.

"Well I think we can safely assume its not just you now." Anon commented towards Dash as he watched the filly feverishly suck his big toe. The other pony had already used up her reserves of sweat on her foot and she was deeply regretting sharing such a generous portion with the crusader.

"I need more..." Dash said. Anon smirked and pointed at his pants. Dash scurried onto the couch and attempted to undue his pants with her teeth. Meanwhile Scootaloo was in her own little world, trying to drink up every speck of whatever this was to keep this floating feeling going as long as possible. She felt nothing for running her tongue between his splayed digits, nor was she aware of her own hoof trailing down between her legs to her core which had become on fire in this whole affair. As her mouth bobbed on the third toe, her vision had cleared enough to see Dash flushed and running her tongue on the underside of his now exposed sac. She watched in surprise, still sucking on the toe in her mouth as Dash slipped one of his balls between her lips, making Anon grunt in pleasure as she sucked.

Scootaloo made a surprised noise as she was pulled up off the ground by a massive hand, his toe coming out of her mouth with a pop before setting her on the couch beside him and his towering shaft. Dash was below, greedily lapping and sucking at his sack. Glazed eyes looked at the cock before her, panting at the exertion she had been putting into worshiping his foot and finding the scent even stronger here. Before she was even aware what she was doing she had already ran her tongue right from the base to the tip, taking a drop of precum at the top. She didn't know what she was doing anymore, and it didn't take much prodding to begin to lap along his shaft and bulbous tip at a feverish pitch.

"This is going to cost you extra Dash, you know that right..." Anon grunted out. Dash pulled out of from his sac and sighed exasperatedly.

"What do ya want? I only got so many bits with me." she said gruffly.

"Eat the filly out, she's into it, I'm going to see how much of this I can get down her throat."

"Don't hurt her now." she growled, too into the moment to say no.

Scootaloo felt herself lain against the arm of the couch and looked up bleary eyed at the big cock hovering over her face. It was so big, she vaguely wondered if it would even fit in her mouth. She moaned as she felt something at her core and saw her mentor with her face burrowed between her thighs, making her eyes grow wide as she started to pant with pleasure. It felt wonderful and made her open her mouth in a moan. It was shortly cut out by the large tip pressed between her lips.

Between her high, the probing tongue in her core and the large mass that was slowly being pressed into her mouth, the little pegasus had a pure sensory overload. Her wings buzzed against the back of the arm rest of the couch as she strained against the cock pressing down her throat. The high feeling returned with the taste and scent of it, and she greedily tried to suck on it as best as she was able. A small part of her brain was worried about breathing, but each stroke of RD's tongue within her folds quelled those thoughts.

The filly's hooves were a twitching mess and her mane was plastered against her head as a large hand gripped her from behind the ears and got into the rhythm of fucking her throat. Each thrust made his pants fall down a little further and caused the nearly oxygen deprived filly to stream tears out of her scrunched up eyes. She was flushed as hot as a furnace started to come down finally.

Her eyes shot open as something began to flood her mouth. Out of instinct she found herself trying to swallow it, but it was very hard to keep up, eventually causing her to cough and sputter around his shaft. He pulled out of her throat swiftly, making her plop forward on top of dash and start gasping as her own immature sex contracted around the older mares tongue. She shook with release and went limp right there on anon's couch, cum dribbling down her mouth and nose as she faded to sleep.

"Well that was fun and all..." Anon said buckling himself up "but I think we are good here."

"Oh come on, I'm randy as buck man!"

"You got any more bits?"

"No...." she growled.

"Then you probably should of thought of that before you shared your stash with the filly. You know I charge extra for the shaft."

"Fine, I get bits from weather control in a few days." She said, wiping up Scootaloo's face and putting her on her back. She dropped off a bag full of bits she didn't really feel she got to enjoy and walked out the door. Anon lit a cigar and blew it into the air, smirking to himself. This had to be the best drug pushing business he had ever wandered into in his entire life. Fuck the fact they were horses, fuck how he ended up here, this place was fucking magical.

"Good thing she left too...I got another appointment in about 45 minutes. Better work up a sweat."

Exclusive deal with Dash, right, good lord he loved how gullible these things were.

fin.