Just Like Old Licks

Twilight sat on her bed next to an open notebook. Her room fully lit, as she no longer had to worry about waking her number one assistant. A week had passed since Twilight and Spike first session; without the use of peanut butter. Almost every other night Spike added another to the tally to Twilight’s list. Tonight however, was the first of a new count.

Twilight pats her bed on the side not occupied by her, night research log. She waited for several seconds, then looked below her bed to see Spike staring back at her nervous and confused.

“You, you sure about this?” Spike asked with a gulp.

“Absolutely,” Twilight replied as she picked up her log, and scribbled in it. Anxiety level, 8 out of 10.

Spike sighed, and hopped up next to Twilight. Twilight laid down her log and looked down at Spike sympathetically.

“Spike, if you are having second thoughts, we don’t have to do this.”

“It’s, it’s not like I don’t want you to, ” Spike said, as he blushed and looked away from Twilight. “I mean, I, I really want you to, but it feels weird for you to be just helping me. I’m supposed to be the number one assistant.”

Twilight picked Spike up, and raised him up into a kiss. His fur hid his blush, but she knew it was there. Spike cuteness only solidified her resolve more.

“Spike, trust me, I’ll enjoy sucking you off almost as much as you will,” she said. Though, in truth she was not sure if she would like giving Spike a fellatio. She, hoped she would enjoy getting a fresh sample of his semen squirted into her mouth, but she had no real experience. However, she couldn’t let Spike catch on to her own fears. His anxiety would jump to a 9.

Twilight laid Spike down on his back, near the edge of her bed. He turned his head slightly away from Twilight, while keeping one eye locked on her.

“Fine. If, if you will like it too. But, do you have to take notes?”

Twilight giggles as she makes a last scribble in her log, before setting it to her side.

“But, of course. I need raw data, and pornography is not exactly an accurate source.”

While true, Twilight never-the-less had researched plenty of less than accurate sources online. Before, she had ignored the more, photographic material online when she researched the peanut butter trick. Twilight never imagined going farther than those sessions. But now she had a partner in pleasure. And while Spike was a more than willing assistant, she felt a desire to repay his cunniligus with more than a helping hand.

So, while Spike was asleep, usually after one of their new sessions, she looked into ways to return the pleasure. Not for science, but for... friendship. She would still take notes, not to waste the opportunity, but she primarily wanted to repay Spike’s efforts. That, and satisfy her own desires. At first she was ashamed to want to play with Spike’s penis in such a way, but her non-canine research did unveil that was a surprisingly normal lust. That, and the questionable mechanical knowledge gave her the confidence to to ask Spike if he’d want a blowjob. Seeing his embarrassing, and stuttering yes made it worth it enough on her end.

Spike sighs.

“Well, fine. But don’t let Rarity see it,” Spike said as his tail wagged ever so slightly faster. “So... what do I need to do?”

“You just need to lay back, and relax. I’ll be conducting all the work tonight.” Twilight said as she adjusted her classes. Her hand hiding a playful smirk.

Spike glanced away from Twilight. His eyes, not sure what to focus on, darted around the room in every way that wasn’t in her direction.

“But, what if I can’t get… you know hard.”

“Oh.” Twilight said playfully as she grabbed the bottom of her pajama T-shirt and started lifting up. “Are you asking for some, visual stimulation?”

Spike’s head darted towards Twilight. “Na-no. I’d never--”

Spike froze mid thought as he watched Twilight yank off her shirt and let it fall behind her. Twilight, being ready for bed, had nothing to obscure Spike’s view of her violet b-cup breasts. While not as large as her friends Rarity and Fluttershy, they had a nice cute factor that fit Twilight’s persona. While the meaning of her erect nipples escaped Spike, their beauty did not, to his embarrassment.

“Why are you naked?! You, you don’t have to be naked.”

“Oh?” Twilight mused. “Spike, I don’t mind. It’s not like you’ve not seen me nude before. And besides, it appears to be working.”

Spike followed Twilight’s gaze to his already half erect penis sticking out from its sheath. Even with his fur, Twilight could tell he was blushing, and made a quick note of it in her log alongside Spike’s interest in B-cup breasts. That, she deemed, might prove useful in the future.

She sat her log back down, and found Spike was already almost fully erect. His knot had yet to form, but a droplet of pre-cum had already formed on the tip. Feeling a little playful, Twilight gently tickled down Spike’s length. His erection, and body, twitched with anticipation that Twilight could easily feel in sporadic bursts. His penis quickly reached a full erection.

Twilight ran a finger across his shaft’s end, collectings a dropplet of pre-cum on a finger tip. Spike watched her suck his pre-cum off her finger, in a deliberately slow manner.

“Hm, not as salty or bitter as regular cum,” Twilight mused to herself, lost in thought.

“How, how do you know that?!” Spike asked nervously.

Twilight snapped back to reality, and blushed as she looked away from Spike.

“Oh, um... ” Twilight began, before catching herself. She composed herself and smiled lustfully at Spike. “It’s a secret.”

Spike’s eyes grew wide as saucers as his dick twitched. His knot finally started to take form at his base. Twilight giggled.

Twilight formed a circle with her, saliva covered, finger and thumb, and slid it down Spike’s full length; slowly to feel every vein on the way down. Spike let out a light whimper, and kicked his hind legs in instinct. Twilight slowly tugged her hand back, stopped at his wet tip, and rolled her pleasure ring around the new droplets of pre-cum that started dripping down on his stomach. With her fingers freshly lubed, Twilight began running her hand down Spike’s penis again, and again. Back and forward. Faster and faster. Each time making sure to slam into his ever growing knot.

Spike’s knot quickly expanded to its full volume as he started breathing heavier with an ever so subtle pant. His eyes closed in ecstasy, and sensory overload. Twilight quickly observed Spike’s condition, and without warning, stopped.
Twilight pulled her hand back so fast, Spike erection bounced against his stomach as he slowly peeled open his eyes, out of breath.

“Why, why did you stop.”

Twilight patted Spike on his head, then grabbed her log. She started scribbling down the signs that Spike was close to ejaculation, for further study and reference. She closed the log with a snap, revealing a devious grin.

“Because, tonight’s research is about to begin.”

Spike gulped.

Twilight set her log to the side, and changed position by lowering herself flat on her bed; bare belly scrappy against her sheets. Her feet bobbing up and down above her head normally rested. Her head in question sliding right above Spike’s member, with her shoulders propping her up for a pleasurable view for herself and Spike.

This was the closest she had ever been to Spike’s penis. First time she could actually smell its musk with his erection pulsing barely two inches below her glasses. From there she could not just see his bright red veins, but all the fine capillaries ensnaring his form. She traced a path with her finger down one such path from his tip to knot. Spike breathing increased with every centimeter her finger trace, along with a heart beat she felt through his erection. When her finger finally reached his knot, she gently (but quickly) wrapped his whole knot in her hand. Spike whimpered as she angled his penis upward into a playful kiss on her lips. Twilight concluded she could enjoy the taste.

“Spike?” Twilight asked as she glanced towards him with an attempt at sexy stare. Her glasses slid down, on their own accord, and put an embarrassing end to said attempt. She swiftly used her free hand to clumsily adjust her glasses back. Luckily for Twilight, Spike had long ago discovered his fetish for girls with glasses thanks to Rarity; especially topless girls he was just finding out. It took him several seconds to mutter a response.

“Y-yes?”

Twilight took a deep breath, and lunged her head forward to its target. Before Spike could even process it, Twilight already had half his length in her mouth. His whole body jolted, and caught Twilight off guard. She coughed, before pulling her head free from giving head. However, she made sure to suck his erection all the way back. Twilight giggled with a small line of pre-cum & saliva dripping down the left side of her lips.

“Ready?”

Spike was unable to form words for a response. His mind, a flutter with anxiety and pleasure. Through force of will, he was able to slowly nod.
With Spike’s approval Twilight went back to work. This time she licked his tip once before slowly sliding his cock home across the top of her tongue. Her lips tightened around his shaft, and sucked him in. She was already used to his taste. A salty, meaty flavor with an unexpected slimy texture. The mixture was odd at first, but she adjusted to the taste swiftly, after only four or five passes down his throbbing cock. She pulled back for breath, for her and Spike. His sporadic deep breaths being quite audible.

Twilight soon returned to Spike throbbing erection. She wasted no time on foreplay, and quickly wrapped her lips around his shaft. Back, and forward she sucked, again and again. Her tongue swirling around his cock each time.

Spike’s eyes closed once more. Squinted as tightly shut as he could manage trying to hold back from cumming. He was unsure about letting Twilight give him a blowjob. He was the assistant after all. He was supposed to be the one helping. But… Spike didn’t want this to end. And he knew if he seen Twilight’s breasts bouncing back and forward as she sucked him off would push him over the edge. But while his eyes were shut, his mind wouldn’t let the idea of her breasts being so close to his--

Spike squirmed underneath Twilight, and bit his lip. He finally managed to squeak out, “Twi, Twilight!”

Twilight knew what was coming. His cock started to swell ever so slightly. She gave Spike one more suck, all the way down to his knot, and held up his erection purely with her lips, as her tongue finished the fellatio. Her hand that had held up his knot quickly moved to his testicles, and gave a motivational squeeze. Spike flinched once more, and she finally felt it. From his balls tightening up in her hand, to the swelling of his urethra as his cum jolted forward in bursts. Within seconds the first squirt of cum shot into the back of Twilight’s throat. She coughed, and pulled back slightly as the second wave struck her tongue. Then the third, fourth, fifth. She quickly lost count as she desperately tried to contain his ejaculation as Spike squirmed around in ecstasy.

Spike finally calmed down. His body went limp with only the occasional, uncontrollable flinch. Twilight carefully pulled her head free, trying to not spill a drop. She glanced down to Spike to find him still paralyzed with pleasure. She, wanted to have him watch… all the online guides said men like to watch their mates swallow. But Spike was still out of it, and she desperately needed to breath deeply. Reluctantly, she tilted her head back, and swallowed; twice.

Twilight glanced back down to Spike, and found his deep breaths had turned to snoring. She sighed.

“Well, he is a puppy...”

Twilight shrugged, and picked up her log and pen as she laid back up. She scribes in her book swiftly to make up for lost time. She briefly paused to think over her last note. Taking a second to observe what remains of Spikes shrinking erection. Finally, Twilight writes her last note, and sets her log down.

The knot’s girth is above expectation, but vaginal penetration still appears feasible.