NSFW Adventures at Manehatten U.
Another Shenanigan in the Shop
Author's Note
OCs featured in this chapter: Sapphire and Umami.
Another Shenanigan in the Shop
“BLEEP! BLEEP! BLEEP! BLEEP! BL-”
One massive forehoof descended to crash onto the snooze bar of the unfortunate, battered clock, silencing it for at least the next nine minutes. A bleary eye glared at the digital read-out from under a pile of blankets. Nine in the morning. Who woke up at nine in the morning on a saturday? Well, aside from ponies that had to work on weekends...But that was beside the point. Okay, time to wake up. Step one, blankets off, step two, stand up.
A massive lump began to rise under the blankets, higher and higher, as the bed’s occupant forced himself from the warm embrace of the sheets. Okay, so maybe do step two first. So long as he was out of bed and getting ready, it would be fine. Now just remove the blankets and...there we go. The comforter rolled from his frame to collect in a pool at his hooves, as the stallion finally exposed himself to the cool air of the room.
Seven feet tall, weighing nearly a ton, Umami Stale stuck out like a sore, blue thumb. Well, that’s what you got for being a foreign equine in Equestria, wasn’t it? It wasn’t his fault that his homelands were lacking in higher education, and his parents had wanted a better life for him. It wasn’t his fault that, at five years old, they had left the ‘Gentle Woods’, and come to Equestria, seeking a better life and a better future for all of them. Well, he supposed it wasn’t too bad. At least they had running water here. And speaking of running water, it was time to take advantage of that entity.
With one more look towards the small window of his room, and a slight smile as he saw the gentle, drifting flakes of snow outside, the stallion picked up a towel that could swaddle a nearly full grown Equestrian, before moving to the bathroom. Brush teeth, comb mane, groom coat, clean hooves, take even more care than usual. Work wanted him somewhere at eleven. Two hours should be more than enough time to get there. It wasn’t like he didn’t know the area. He had been there once or twice, and it was about ten yards away from the gym he frequented when he had free time, so at least he wouldn’t get lost looking for it. With a soft ‘sssh’ of running water, the shower started up, starting to heat while he took care of his teeth and hooves.
Umi stood under, and over, the spray of water, letting the warm stream mat his coat, as he worked a hoof-full of shampoo into his fur. Okay, so after this, head out, fly to downtown. Well, maybe take the bus? Would flying make his coat and mane look too mussed up and unkempt? Given his mane was commonly a little messy anyway, would flying make it worse? He needed to be presentable afterall. If he flew, he’d need to get his jacket. It was a nice jacket though, so would it enhance his appearance? Probably. Okay, so flight. He nodded to himself, before dipping his head under the faucet, and letting the steadily rushing water wash the soap suds from his mane and coat.
About twenty minutes and a lot of blow dryer work later, Umi stepped from the bathroom. Mane as neat as it was going to get, coat groomed, hooves polished, and wings preened. He was ready to head out, and began making his way to the front door, pausing to grab his jacket and his phone on the way. As he passed one of the doors in the townhouse, it cracked open, a groggy looking face peering out at him. “Heading out already? On a Saturday?”
Umi looked to the speaker, giving a slight nod and a smile. “Yeah, Turq. I need to go attend some kind of publicity event. Don’t know why they think a publicity event is even needed, but they’re paying, so I’m going.” He shrugged, slightly, as he slipped on the jacket that had been slung over his wing. “We still heading out to the clubs later with Day?” He asked, before moving towards the door, once more.
“I think so.” The grey stallion responded, looking over his shoulder. “I mean, I can’t imagine she wouldn’t want to go, once she wakes up...though I might get another couple hours. Late night.”
Umi cocked an eyebrow. “Late night?” He asked, a slightly teasing edge in his voice. Of course he knew what a ‘late night’ was to Turq...it wasn’t like the walls were soundproofed. Then again, Turq knew what his late nights were like as well. That was the peril of one college stallion sharing a home with another one.
“You know it.” The somewhat shorter stallion responded, with a smirk, before using a wing to ‘salute’ the blue giant. “See you later, man.” And with that, he turned back into his room, door clicking closed behind him. Lucky bastard. Waking up this early on a saturday was a sin.
Umi quietly considered going back to bed for an hour or so, but knew he’d just end up sleeping until noon or later, again. So, with a soft sigh, the stallion zipped his jacket up, and headed out to begin his flight for downtown Manehatten.
Meanwhile, in downtown Manehatten, one mare was already wide awake and working. Well, working was a subjective term. She was relaxing behind a counter, hooves up, as she idly flipped through a magazine. There was never a shortage of them where she worked, if you didn’t mind looking at parts of a pony that were usually well covered by their tails. But then again, if you were in her place of work, the Pleasure Chest, you were usually looking for exactly that. It was a novelty shop, adult store, sex shop, there were plenty of names. To the mare behind the counter though? It was just ‘the Pleasure Chest’ or ‘Work’. The nametag on her jacket labeled her as ‘Sapphire’, though it was a bit obscured at the moment by the magazine in her hooves.
‘Up and Cumming’, not the most charming name for a magazine, but it got the point across. A porno rag that detailed the, well, up and coming stallions in the industry. One of which was on his way to the Pleasure Chest at that moment for an event she had just recently finished setting up for. ‘Big Blue’, Umami Stale, two thousand pounds of pure fuckmuscle. Those were what some of the headlines on the page about him read, along with other, quite possibly embellished, ones like ‘Satisfied mare hospitalized’, ‘full dick size on foldout pages 32, 33, and 34’ and ‘new male porn star rises to the top’. They could write all they wanted to. She had to imagine it was mostly made up. Sure, she had seen the videos, but movie magic was easy enough with some unicorn spells and creative camera work. Just...look at the picture of him! He looked like a complete pretty boy. Well, she’d find out for sure soon enough, she guessed. And speaking of, better make one last run about the shop to make sure it was good and ready.
There was a table, covered in some cheap, plastic cover. Upon it was the ‘display’ that ‘Up and Cumming’ had sent. Several issues of the magazine she had been reading through, DVDs featuring the stallions in the magazine, and one rather intimidating, dark blue, marital aid. Yeah, that had to be movie magic. She rolled her eyes, before giving the unflared tip of the dildo a flick with her hoof, and watching it sway back and forth. Maybe if he really was ‘seven feet tall’, as the magazines claimed. With a soft laugh, she gave it another boop, before turning to walk back to the desk. As she did, however, she was interrupted by a soft chime, as the door opened.
Ugh, great, who came to a smut shop at ten in the morning? She turned, the usual ‘welcome to the Pleasure Chest’ already leaving her lips, before her voice caught in her throat for a moment. She found herself face to thickly furred chest with the new arrival, eyes roaming up and up, until she could look up at his muzzle. Oh. Okay, so, seven feet tall. Maybe the magazine hadn’t embellished that. “Hi.”
She tried to recover, offering a welcoming smile, as he looked down. “Big Blue, I’m guessing? Welcome to the Pleasure Chest. Uhh, the event starts in an hour or so…” She trailed off, not exactly sure where to go from there. Greeted? Check. Let him know when the event was starting? Check. What else was there to really talk about? She perked her ears, as he spoke caught off guard by his voice. It was, well, soft! She had expected some deep, rough tone, like the grinding of two mountain titans clashing together. No, his voice was more like distant thunder. A low rumble that was not at all unpleasant to listen to.
“Please. Just call me Umi.” He responded, lowering his head, respectfully while grabbing a look at her name tag. “Sapphire.” He read, nodding his head before continuing. “You are Turq’s sister, yes?” As she nodded her affirmation, he gave a soft laugh. “He has told me about you. It is nice to finally meet you.”
She nodded, once more, before raising a hoof to her muzzle, clearing her throat. “Yes, it is nice to meet you too. Turq did mention he had a pretty giant roommate. Figured we’d meet at a party or something, rather than here.” She admitted. Shrugging, causing the rings that ran the length of her own jacket’s sleeves to clank gently, she nodded to the table, eyes lingering on that silicone clone for a little longer than was needed. “Got it all set up for you.”
She watched as Umi moved behind the table, settling onto his haunches. She had to stifle a laugh with the guise of a cough into her jacket sleeve. It was, well, silly! His bulk behind the table was much like a more normal stallion sitting at a foal’s playset. Though, those usually had little plastic pots and pans on them rather than the more, well, mature contents of this one. Straightening up, she brushed off her shoulder to buy a little more time, before speaking up. “The meet and greet starts in about half an hour now. Need anything before we start?” She got his simple request, a bottle of water, before returning to her spot behind the counter and waiting.
Umi sighed, shaking his wing out gently, as he finished signing another DVD and hopefully the last one. He didn’t exactly expect to see that many ponies, in truth, and was even less expectant of them wanting things signed. What kind of ponies went to a PR event at a smut store anyway? Well, he knew what kind now, but still! With a smile and a light wave, he watched the last pony, a rather skinny mare, make her way out of the shop.
With a slow stretch, the stallion sat back, eyes drifting to the mare behind the counter. She seemed, well, about as bored as she had when she first sat down. Sure there were purchases to ring out, and she had made and eaten a bowl of instant ramen during the event, but she still seemed about as interested in the goings on of the store as, well, a more stereotypical employee would have been. Though, he had noticed several glances from her, during the course of the event. Well, maybe not towards him, but rather towards the silicone model that had sat on the table beside him through the length of the signing.
A small smile crossed his lips, as the pegasus stood, ruffling his wings to settle them properly against his sides, before walking over. “Seems like that’s about it, right?” He asked, leaning as lightly as he could against the counter she was behind. He looked down through the glass top, idly scanning over the usual front end items. Lube, items with the shop’s name on them, rolling papers...wait. Who carried or wore stuff with porn shop names on them? Well, the open chest full of hearts was a nice logo. Maybe if ponies didn’t know where it was from. Wait, was he getting distracted?
He snapped his head back up, in time to catch Sapphire’s response, ears perked as she mentioned something about the sales being the best she’s seen in a while, before he nodded his head. “I’m happy they were. I was...not expecting that many ponies to turn out for this.” He admitted, before shrugging, letting his gaze wander to the door.
Hmm. He seemed caught up in his own thoughts for the moment, drifting off into ‘lala land’ once more, before he finally spoke up. He let his gaze roam over to her, meeting Sapph’s eyes for the moment. “So,” he began, “I noticed you were looking over at me earlier. Or rather, what was next to me. Interested in seeing the real thing?”
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Sapphire had to take a moment to collect herself, brow furrowing, as she looked over to the table the giant before her had been sitting at. That synthetic monster was still there, a beacon to drive home what the pegasus was talking about. Okay, sure, so she had looked over at it a couple times while he was signing shit, but, well, not buts, she had been imagining it under him to give herself an idea, before leafing through ‘Up and Cumming’ to confirm her suspicions. Okay, so, looking at it, at him, and at the magazine, maybe it wasn’t computer work. How could she not be interested? And how could he be? She was a slummer, a pony raised in the outer limits of the City of Joule. She did well for herself, by those standards, but still. Ponies didn’t often show an interest in low class mares. Especially ones that earned their way by selling overpriced, erotic-shaped lumps of plastic and silicone to those who had enough to spend on such frivolities. Umi lived with her brother. He was in college. Signs pointed to him not being a slum horse. So why was he saying things like that to her? “I…why?”
“You?” She watched as he perked his ears, before the stallion continued talking. “And why? Well...you’re attractive, you’re obviously interested, so...why not?” Did this giant not know about the class system that was unofficially officially in rule over the city? Well, the magazine had mentioned he wasn’t from Equestria. Maybe he really didn’t. He was simple, it seemed, in this way. She wasn’t anything except Sapphire, to him. Refreshing.
She worried her lip for a moment, seemingly thinking over his offer, before she just shrugged. Standing, she walked to the front door, fiddling with a sign on it. “On break, be back in fifteen…” Looking over her shoulder, at the blue giant, she shook her head, before just switching it to ‘closed’. There. No worries about time. She let the sign clatter back down against the vast glass pane of the door, before sauntering back over to the front counter.
“Okay, we have all the time we could want.” She said, before leaning against the glass display. She stood before him, looking up at the stallion, and giving a confident smirk, and receiving one right back. “So…” She started, trailing off, as she let her eyes drift down his form, “Best way to start would probably be you sitting back, or me walking under you. So, yaknow, pick.”
She looked up at him, growing quiet, as she waited to see what he did. She met his eyes, as the stallion stared back down at her, grinning, as he shrugged a bit. Her body was, forcefully, scooted forward, as one of Umi’s hooves wrapped around her haunches. Her hooves slid across the smooth floor, as she was scooted underneath the colossal stallion. Well, she couldn’t complain. She told him to pick, and he had. She ducked her head slightly, as she passed under his chest, her ears brushing along his barrel, as Umi pushed her to the point where her haunches were between his forelegs. Looking up, Sapphire blinked, and swallowed a lump of nerves that had started crawling up her throat. Oh.
The dark blue, smooth skin of his sheath was a mere inch before her nose, the scent of Umi slightly stronger here. Clean, male, and touched with a hint of whatever soap he had used earlier, she couldn’t say it wasn’t pleasant. It was a hell of a lot nicer than some stallions she had been with even. She let her head move and lower, eyes following the low slung flesh, back until her gaze landed on the rounded ovoids that rested between the giant’s hind legs. Her gaze roamed back, head raising until her ears were pushed down against her mane, pinned between her head and his underside. Sight, scent. Both were good. However, she was here for another sense.
Leaning in, the light grey mare let her muzzle nudge along the side of Umi’s sheath, freeing her ears to flick back upright. They perked, as she heard a soft, pleased huff expel itself from Umi’s muzzle. Sure, it was probably just a bit of acting. There was no way he was that sensitive as to react to such a light, explorative touch. Yet, it was nice. He was doing what he could to compliment what she did, without verbally saying it to her. Smiling a bit, Sapphire took a moment to shrug her jacket off, tossing it aside, before her muzzle pressed itself back to the, slightly, leathery textured flesh of his sheath.
Letting her tongue slip out, she began the slow task of coating the dark blue housing, leaving trails and dark patches of glistening saliva in her wake, as she worked along the underside. She was meticulous, taking her time to explore a bit. She left two spots alone, for now. The opening of his sheath, and those swaying orbs were denied the touch of her lips and tongue, for now, Sapph working her way to them with a pace that bordered on teasing. Eventually, however, she had coated as much as she could in a sheen of saliva, leaving Umi’s sheath firm and swollen, the length tucked away inside ready to reveal itself to her. Meanwhile Sapphire with the choice of moving further back between those powerful hind legs, or shuffling back a few small paces.
With a shrug, she moved forward, bringing her muzzle straight to those hanging orbs. She considered taking a slow inhale with the flesh stretched across the bridge of her muzzle, but that just felt, well, like a lame porn movie. Sure, two ponies with a decent disparity in size banging in an adult novelty shop was kind of in the same vein, but she wasn’t about to take it even further, and risk opening up the crappy dialogue. No, she’d stick to what she knew. Pursing her lips, the mare leaned up, pressing her muzzle to the soft skin of the giant’s sack. With a soft intake of breath, she gently suckled a bit of the skin against her lips. Her ears perked, as she heard the sharp intake of breath from the stallion above her. A more genuine sound of pleasure leaving him now, as she began tending to the coinpurse before her.
She let her muzzle trace along the rounded surface of the stallion’s balls, lips plucking at flesh between quick licks at the dark blue expanse and short nuzzles. Hmm, it wasn’t bad. Clean, a hint of the stallion’s natural musk, and the faint scent of taste of the soap he had used earlier that morning. With a shrug, she nuzzled into the space between the contents of his sack, letting her tongue slip out to trace up and along Umi’s purse. Stepping back, she let her tongue continue right along the length of his sheath, before coming to a stop, as something gently bumped the top of her head, between her ears.
Pulling her head back, the mare looked up, coming eye to, well, flare with the beginning of Umi’s length. She watched, for a moment, ears splaying back as nerves began to gnaw at her gut. Slowly, as if dragged free of his sheath by the weight of the broad, blunt tip, the blue giant’s length slipped free, dropping lower and lower between his hind legs. With a swallow, Sapphire leaned in, starting to help him along. Leaning down, she started near his tip, letting her tongue slowly drag up and along the length before her. She settled onto her haunches, as she did, her wings unfurling to run along the thick, dark blue slab of flesh before her. Okay, so he might be a bit of a challenge. But most of the mares could handle him, in the movies. If they could, she could too. Her wings kept working, stroking along his flesh, tongue bathing him in short laps.
Before long, she had his entire length exposed, the flaccid mass certainly sparking a mix of arousal and apprehension in her. Her haunches rocked against the floor, Sapphire realizing that she was getting a little worked up at the thought of what was to come. And what was that? Scooting back, her wings and hooves worked together, hefting the stallion’s endowment to muzzle level. She felt the throb of blood rushing through it, feeling as the flesh firmed a little more with each one. Nodding, she brought her lips to the broad, unflared glans, pressing her muzzle to him. Slowly, her muzzle parted, yawning wider and wider, as she tried to fit the beginning of Umi’s cock past her lips. Her tongue lolled out, upper lip curling in to keep her teeth from catching his flesh, as Sapphire slowly pressed her muzzle forward.
Slowly, thick inches of dark blue shaft pushed past her lips, the mare holding the rest steady. So he wasn’t fully up yet, but she could feel him swelling still. Each beat of his heart and throb of his cock causing the flesh in her warm maw to firm and plump, stretching her jaw wider and wider. His tip ground against her tongue, and the ridged roof of her mouth, as she shoved her head further and further forward. It was a challenge, sure, but the mare loved it. Settling onto her haunches, she tried to align her head for more, while her rump ground against the floor. A familiar, tingling warmth was blooming between her hind legs, Sapphire giving her first moan, as she felt him tease the back of her throat. He had to be near full size now, and thankfully so. Her jaw ached, stretched nearly too wide by the length she had forced into it, but the little mare was not deterred. Setting her forehooves against the thin carpeting of the floor, her hinds tensed, the light grey mare slowly shoving herself forward. She could do this, she knew it. Afterall, there had been that oversized candy cane at the office Heartswarming party, he couldn’t be too much bigger than that, right?
Slowly, the aching burn of her body being forced to stretch in ways it didn’t agree with, her throat opened, accepting the scallop rimmed glans of Umi’s cock even deeper. She winced, eyes squeezing shut reflexively, as they began to water. Fuck, that wasn’t nearly as easy as the candy cane had been. Still, she pushed on, deep, panting breaths taken through her nose. She waited a moment, before cracking an eye open, seeing how far she had managed so far. His medial ring was closing in, Sapphire’s lips firmly wrapped around the middle of Umi’s cock. Not enough. She needed more.
Her own scent was increasing with each new inch stuffed past her lips, her grinding against the thin carpeting of the floor soon leaving a small, damp mark on the well worn fibers. But she needed more. As her lips touched his medial ring, Sapphire let one hoof drop, grinding it against her cunny with no lack of urgency. Meanwhile, her ears perked, as she heard the stallion over her moan out. Good. It was getting harder and harder to breathe, each breath laced with the scent of the stallion above her. Clean, masculine, and uniquely his own. Between that, the view before her, and the taste of his cock rubbing along her tongue, it was hard for the mare not to be eager for more.
She let her other hoof fall from Umi’s length, raising up to touch her neck, gently, feeling the distinct swell of something that was nearly too large sinking down her gullet. She shivered, nearly falling forward, as she shoved herself forward, urgently. She needed those last, thick inches. Eventually, she found her nose buried in the soft fur of her partner’s lower belly, her breath cut off by the comparatively massive shaft that glutted her throat and left her fighting back her gag reflex. She swallowed, reflexively, body trying to clear the obstruction that blocked her intake of air, even though her mind knew exactly what she was doing.
She stayed there for some time, testing her limits, and feeling the distinct pulsing throb of the cock buried in her muzzle and throat, as a thick shot of precum splattered her throat. She would have grinned, were her muzzle not wedged open, at the sensation of it. The hoof on her neck moved back to the floor, bringing her back to a proper base, as she continued to grind her other hoof into her damp folds. Slowly, Sapphire dragged her head back, watching as inch after spit slicked inch of the stallion’s shaft was brought from the warm confines of her throat and muzzle, and back into the cool air of the Pleasure Chest. She didn’t let him leave her, oh no. Her tongue rolled firmly against his tip, tasting the remnants of that spurt of precum. For the briefest moment, the thought that he must have quite a bit of fruit in his diet passed through her mind, before she was stuffing herself once more.
Back and forth Sapphire went, tongue ground against the bottom of Umi’s shaft, as she felt the smooth texture of his flesh glide along the warm, pink muscle. She moaned out, as another spurt of his precum coated her tongue, before Sapphire forced him right back down, until her nose was buried in his fur once more. Stretched as her jaw was, it wasn’t long before a carnal mix of saliva, and pre began to drip from the corner of her lips. Her eyes squeezed shut, a tear rolling down her cheek, from the slight, stretching pain and lack of breath she was forcing herself through. She cursed to herself, knowing that, before long her mascara and eye shadow would begin to run, and what they were doing would be even more obvious. Oh well, she’d call in somepony and just claim she was ill. Fuck it.
She left her marehood unattended for a brief moment, reaching forward to tap the side of the giant’s leg, before giving a gentle pull. She didn’t want to do all the work, afterall. Her ears perked, as he spoke up. “If it’s too much, tap my leg three times.” Well, at least he was safe. Though she doubted she’d need to do so. Returning her hoof to it’s previous work, a long, low moan rumbled along the shaft buried in her muzzle, as Umi’s hips began to draw back.
She closed her eyes, knowing that dark lines were only going to grow more noticeable as he began rolling his hips back and forth. From her nose against his groin, until his tip just barely popped back into her muzzle, the stallion began thrusting. Those heavy, swaying orbs occasionally bumped against her chin, letting her feel their weight with each impact. Sapphire, for the time, alternated before swallowing around that thick length, and gulping down a quick breath of musky air each time she had a chance. This was what she wanted! The barely contained power of the stallion over her, the heavy scent of his and her arousals hanging heavy in the air. She saw the stallion’s wing move, out of the corner of her eye, but she didn’t pay any mind. She turned her focus back the girthy length currently lodged in her throat, and his growing moans. He was getting close, it seemed.
It wasn’t long before she could feel it, the distinct swelling of his tip deep in her throat. The flare lodging deep in her gullet, blocking her air flow, and making her learn, quickly, how to cope while the stallion shallowly shoved himself a few inches back and forth. She closed her eyes, ears pinned back, as he moaned out her name. A moment later, she felt it. The throbbing swell along the underside of the cock buried in her throat, a tide of pearlescent white that soon blasted into her throat! Sapphire knew she had to work fast, and work hard, her swallowing coming rapidly and heavily around the spunk gushing flare that was bulging her neck. She tried, but the sheer volume soon proved to be a losing battle. A cough wrenched itself free of her nose, along with a splatter of the release she had been trying to deal with, before she began pulling herself back.
She was a mess. Running mascara and eyeliner darkened her cheeks, her lips drooled heavy, sticky lines of saliva and cum, and her chest was heaving, as she finally managed to pull back far enough to pop his tip back into her muzzle. The last of his load pooled in her maw, coating her tongue, as Umi pulled back fully, cock almost audibly popping from her muzzle to hang between his hind legs.
Sapphire panted, trying to get much needed air back into her lungs, before the shadow of Umi moved away, the stallion stepping back from atop her. Looking up, she saw him holding something up, a questioning look on his muzzle. A...a camera? Well, a phone, but clearly he wasn’t asking about making a call. She considered it, for a moment, before giving her best sultry look to him. Her muzzle opened, sticky strands connecting the roof of her mouth to the pool over her tongue, and stretching between her top and bottom teeth. She waited for the flash, before closing her muzzle and swallowing, making sure to exaggerate the sound, slightly. Stallion’s loved that, right? Umi certainly seemed to, at the least.
“You show that picture to anyone, and I’ll bite that thing off.” She said, between gasps for air. Turning, she left the stallion where he was, for the moment. Her tail flicked, idly, giving the brute a perfect view under her tail, as she walked to the counter. Leaning over it, she grabbed a bottle of water she kept back there, uncapping it, and taking several swift chugs. She needed a moment to clear the taste from her mouth, not that she minded it at all. While she was busy drinking, her ears perked, hearing the heavy fall of hoofsteps behind her. What was he doing now?
“Hey, don’t get any ideas abo-Geh!” She gasped, as the stallion’s hooves laid themselves on her flanks. She couldn’t exactly resist, as the pegasus pulled her backwards. Her protests about being so forcibly moved died on her lips, as his muzzle pressed under her tail, a long, slow lick dragging along the darker grey flesh of her sex, even parting her just enough to reveal the light blue interior of the Sigma mare’s cunt. She looked back, lifting one hind hoof up, as if to strike, but instead settled it over his shoulder, before doing the same on the other side. Lightly, her thighs squeezed the sides of his head, Sapphire wordlessly telling him to continue.
Her upper body laid across the counter, and her lower body held aloft by Umi’s hooves, the mare found herself in a bit of a new position. Sure, she’d had stallions eat her before, but not in a position like this. The raw strength of the stallion was on display, as he held her up with ease. “Fuck, Umi…” She muttered, as his tongue shoved itself against her, once more. “P-pass me your phone.” She managed, wing flicking out to accept. Once he passed it, she aimed back, taking a photo of that massive head buried under her tail, the blue hairs resting across the top of his head, dock piercing glimmering lightly in the lights from above. Content with the picture, she passed the phone back to Umi, who quickly took another photo from his point of view, before setting the device aside.
Sapphire alternated between biting down on her hoof, to muffle her moans, and gazing back at Umi, as his muzzle pressed to her once more. This was, by the sisters, this was good. The last stallion she had been with had blown in her throat and fallen asleep, it was nice to have him return the favor. Though she mused that it must have been enjoyable for him, as well, given his eagerness to lay more of those strong passes of his tongue along her sex. That suspicion was only proven right, as the stallion pressed flush to her folds, tilted slightly as that thick, powerful tongue began slowly pressing into her clenching, light blue tunnel. She gasped out, feeling Umi’s tongue spread and stretched her body, slightly, running against her walls, prodding and pressuring various spots within her.
The mare began to roll her hips, thighs clenching down a little tighter around his head, as she ‘humped’ his muzzle, riding his tongue in this somewhat odd position. Before long, she had forgotten about muffling her moans, her pleasure ringing loud in the empty shop. She could feel Umi was getting more into it, as well, his hooves gripping her a little tighter, obscuring her cutie mark as he squeezed and groped her rump.
Sapphire gasped out, as the short fur on Umi’s chin brushed against her clit, her hind legs pulling in, resulting in her upper body being pulled back off of the counter. With a yelp, she fell a short distance, before finding herself held up by her legs about Umi’s head, and the stallion’s hooves on her hips. Her muzzle bumped against his belly, Sapphire’s sight filled by the expanse of blue fur, and his shaft laying across his thigh, easily within reach, should she desire so.
Stretching her forelegs down, she braced them on Umi’s thighs, before using her wings to lift and steady his shaft, muzzle pressing to the underside of the flaccid, dark blue length. A shiver ran through her lean form from the combination of his tongue at her nethers and his scent in her nose. A low moan left her lips, before she began lapping at the damp flesh before her. She knew exactly what she wanted, and she wasn’t going to get it so long as he was still recovering. Nosing and lapping at him, Sapphire set to work diligently cleaning her fellow pegasi’s cock. Long sweeps of her tongue were given, her wings rubbing along the sides of the length she was working to ‘revive’, a pleased, if not slightly muffled, moan from the stallion letting her know she was doing a hell of a job. As if that wasn’t enough a hint, the redoubled efforts of the giant’s tongue were certainly encouraging as well! She responded with her own quiet moans, before squeezing his flare past her lips once more. Her cheeks pulled in, pressuring the scalloped rim of that thick glans, as she suckled lightly, wings stroking and supporting while she did.
Another low moan from the stallion holding her up rumbled against her nethers, as she repaid him with one around his shaft. Her thighs tensed, hinds gripping the sides of his head a little tighter, as she felt a familiar tingling in her haunches, her lower body squirming slightly in Umi’s grip. By Celestia, this was coming up fast. Well, in the back of her mind, she understood that it was hard for him not to hit more sensitive areas, given the size of the warm, pink muscle passing over her, between gentle tugs at her folds by his lips. Her hind hooves crossed behind his head, squeezing the stallion’s cheeks a little tighter, as she fought the urge to let his length fall from her muzzle.
As her climax finally rolled through her, Sapphire let out a low, long moan through her stuffed muzzle. Her hinds clenched against Umi’s head once more, rhythmically squeezing in time with the waves of pleasure that rolled through her body. Her wings twitched, losing their grip on the length they had been supporting. Her folds clenched against his tongue, as her entire form squirmed in his grip. Thankfully she had a decent grip around his neck, and his hooves had a good hold on her rump, or she may have ended up on the floor. She felt his hooves grip her rump a little more tightly, as her hips wriggled and twitched in his grip. As her moans reached their peak, his cock slipped from her muzzle. Mostly revitalized, the throbbing length of dark blue cock hung in an obscene arc before her. Sapphire tensed, once more, before she went, partially, limp in Umi’s grip. Her hind legs released his head, wings hanging limply, as she panted warm breaths across the saliva soaked length before her.
Sapphire took her time, chest heaving against Umi’s belly, as she stared at the expanse of light blue fur before her. She took a moment, properly catching her breath and recovering, before squirming lightly in his grip. “You...you can put me down now.” She murmured, tail gently buffeting his muzzle, as her pierced dock twitched in a final, post orgasmic tremor. She soon found her hooves back against the floor, as the stallion set her back on all four. He kept his hooves pressed to her flanks for a moment, until he was sure her legs were secure, before they finally slipped away.
She turned, ready about to say something, but pausing as she ended up muzzle to chest with him, once more. She let her gaze drift down first, watching that, mostly, erect shaft give a slight throb under him, the heavy flare pulling it into a slight arch towards the floor. With a small smile, she let her eyes roam back up to meet his own. Without a word, she turned, tail flicking to brush his chest, as she moved back to the counter. Taking a moment, she tossed his phone onto the counter, before hopping up to lay her belly across it. Digging around in the display case, she soon rolled to her back, a bottle of lubricant held between her forehooves. “We’re going to need this...badly.” She said, before setting it beside her. With that, she laid back, fully on display for the stallion.
Noting his stare, she rolled her eyes. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” Her tongue poked out, before she scooted the phone over. “No really.” It was odd. She wouldn’t have thought about it too much before, but now that they were doing this, knowing that each tap of a feather to the phone screen saved another image of what they were doing to the phone was, oddly arousing. As Umi picked up the phone, and pointed it down at her recumbent form, Sapph made sure to let her hind legs splay, letting herself lose herself to the moment a little, as she stuck her tongue out, once more. There was a soft click, and a simulated shutter sound, before Umi turned so she could look at the image on the screen.
She looked herself over, smiling a bit. The laid back form, splayed hind legs, darker grey and that sliver of blue, the clear leavings around her nethers from her climax and his tongue, and his ‘contribution’ around her muzzle. She nodded, before laying back. “Pass me the phone...I’ll get some more while we’re doing this.” She said, before laying back and picking up the lube again. Fiddling with it, she popped the cap, before looking at him. “Well? Get up here.”
Her order was followed, well, with gusto. A moment after asking, the stallion moved to place his hooves on either side of her shoulders. She quietly thanked the Princesses that the countertop was holding the two of them decently. Last thing she wanted was to end up inside the display case they were above. Looking up, she found herself meeting the stallion’s gaze once more. A small smile from him was echoed by her, before her expression switched to one of surprise. A distinct, warm weight had settled on her belly, drawing her attention down between them. She swallowed, as her eyes settled on the massive shaft resting on her belly, and nearly to her chest. That...that wasn’t going to fit, at least, it wasn’t going to fit in it’s entirety...not unless he was punching her lungs. Well, she hadn’t come this far to bitch out!
Nodding, she grabbed the bottle of lube, popped the cap, and upended it over that spire of equine virility. Squeezing, she watched as the cool, clear, syrupy liquid drizzled across Umi’s cock. The surprised gasp from the stallion above her drew a soft laugh from her. She figured he could deal with a little chill, for the sake of her own enjoyment. Smiling as she worked, Sapphire squeezed quite a liberal amount across Umi’s length, watching as it dripped along the girth of his pride, as she capped the bottle and tossed it aside. Her hooves then went to work, starting as far down as she could reach, and far past what he could most likely fit into her. Lightly, she began rubbing. The soft frogs of her hooves caressed and pressed against the, relatively, smooth flesh of the length resting along her belly, smearing and spreading the lube over it. A soft moan from above drew a slightly larger smile to her lips, as she worked her way up. She didn’t stop until her underhoof had rubbed and stroked over the blunted tip of Umi’s cock, leaving most of his length coated in a gleaming sheen of lube.
“There we go...now then…” She grabbed the phone, snapping another picture, before leaning back against the counter. Her hind legs splayed out, attempting to ease what was about to happen as much as possible. “Just don’t try to fit too much in, alright?” She asked, before bracing her forehooves against the counter top, ready, waiting, and eager for his next move.
Her ears perked, slightly, as the stallion above her whispered a confirming, ‘you got it, Sapphire’, before his hips began to drag back. She shivered, feeling the underside of his shaft drag along her belly, squirming in anticipation as the tip finally pressed to her mound. She spread her hind legs until the tendons and muscles gave faint twinges of protest, eyes raptly focused between her legs, as she felt him begin to push. There was pressure, quite a bit, Sapphire feeling her folds slowly spread wider and wider, forced to stretch to limits she hadn’t tried before, as Umi’s tip wedged her open. A slow side to side rock of his hips aided him, slowly rocking the first couple inches into the Sigma mare.
Sapphire, for the most part, had been stunned to a slight silence, while the stallion pushed forward. Her body was being spread in a way she had no experience with, and her mind was working to cope with the new feelings. An almost shortage of functions for a moment, before the slight sting mixed with the pleasure of being filled brought her back to the moment. With a gasp, she winced, watching as he slid another slick inch into her. Short, steady back and forths of his hips sawed his length in and out of her. Each pull back brought a few inches free of her, before a push added another inch or two to the mass within her.
Her hind legs squirmed, hooves rubbing against his toned flanks, as she tried to find a position that lessened the sting. However, she couldn’t deny that, with it, came the steadily growing trill of pleasure, as he glutted her on his length. Each push ground and rubbed her clit into the top-side of his thrusting shaft, sending sparks and jolts of pleasure through her body. Fuck, that was amazing. Laying her head back, she let her hind legs relax, slightly, resting against his hips, and reducing the strain on her inner thighs, as she began to grow accustomed to the blue giant atop her. She swore she could feel each new spurt of his precum within her, the combination of her small frame and his imposing size forcing a near vice-like pressure around his shaft.
She laid her head back against the counter, muzzle falling open to let out the first of her moans, as she felt him fill her to the brim, Umi’s hips coming to a halt, as his flare met the limits of her body. Her chest heaved, as his medial ring ground against her entrance, the sting of being stretched so causing her eyes to water a bit more, refreshing the drying runnels of eyeliner and shadow that her earlier deepthroating adventures had created. Gazing up, she gave him a, slightly, strained smile, before lifting a wing to curl it into a wordless reassurance that she was okay. Through the silhouette effect of the lights above Umi, she still caught his smile, before she felt his hips pull back. The immense, filling pressure left her, leaving her with a sense of emptiness, and a desire to remedy that.
She forced herself to watch, as his pride slipped free of her. Her arousal, and his pre had joined the lube to make his movements a little easier, though some was squeezed off to coat her nethers, as he reversed to fill her, once more. He repeated the move several times, Sapphire felt she was able to feel the blunt, wide tip tug at her labia, at the full pull back of his movements, before her craving to be filled again was sated. However, once he had a good idea of the depth her body allowed, she knew he’d speed up. It seemed as if she was right, as the stallion ceased pausing between pushes and pulls of his hips, and began a slow, steady beat.
She tried to watch, as he stuffed her over and over, each apex of his thrust mashing her clit against the firm ridge of his medial ring, drawing a breathless gasp from her. Eventually, she gave up on it, letting the back of her head meet with the cool surface of the counter. Her frame jostled, slightly, against the smooth expanse with each powerful shove into her, almost, too small body. The slim mare closed her eyes, panting softly, as she focused solely on the pleasure she was getting from the pegasus atop her. Her forehooves, formerly curled in to rest on her chest rose, seeking his chest and rubbing over the powerful form of the stallion.
It wasn’t long before her arousal, his precum, and the lube had coated her inner thighs, the wet sounds of their coupling mixing with the moans of both pegasi, as Sapphire was stuffed to her limit over, and over. Her pants and moans steadily grew in frequency and pitch, the sheer size of the stallion ensuring that he hit every sensitive spot within her, while her tightness let her feel every vein and detail in the spire within her. Her ears splayed back, Sapphire beginning to lightly worry her lower lip against her teeth, as she felt a familiar warming tingle begin building up again.
Her second climax of the night sent her head spinning, as bright flashes of pleasure burst beneath her eyelids, her moans reaching a fever pitch, as she cried out his name. “Fuck, Umi~!” She called out into the empty store, her back arching as pleasure shocked her form. Her hind legs rubbed through his coat, her body squirming as waves of pleasure ran through her, leaving her panting and limp against the counter-top, in the wake of her orgasm. As she came down, however, she felt the stallion start a harder, faster pace. She had reached her finish, he seemed to shift into a state of mind that focused more on his pleasure.
The sting was back, Sapphire biting down on her lip to work it to the background, second seat to the pleasure rolling through her, post-climax sensitive, body. Her tail lashed, splattering the floor with droplets of their combined arousals, as she gave herself over to him, letting the giant draw all the pleasure he wished from her form. He seemed to take the offer with gusto, the stallion, who had been rather stoic and quiet until now, allowing low moans to escape his lips, between pants and huffs of pleasure. She could feel his pace increase, thrusting growing more unfocused and uneven, as the giant neared his own finish, and at a damn good time. Her extra sensitive walls had already been driven close to another finish so soon, the mare silently blessing the Sisters for this. She needed it, and needed it badly.
She knew he was close, and her suspicions were only confirmed, as that already thick tip flared widely within her. The scalloped edges ground into her walls, rubbing and pressuring her in the ways only a stallion on the precipice of his climax could. She bit her lip again, as the new girth shot a bolt of pleasurable pain up her spine. She tasted the metallic tang of blood, as the giant stiffened above her, felt the swell of the thick cum vein along the underside of his cock, as time seemed to slow. As the first heavy, warm splash of Umi’s seed crashed against the entrance to her womb, her mind sunk under the waves of pleasure, giving in to an even more powerful climax. Her hind legs clenched in on his hips, powerless to hold him in place, as the stallion’s climax was packed into her by light bucks of his hips. The tight seal of his flare against her walls pistioning thick gouts of spunk into her womb, flooding her deepest reaches in fertile, life giving essence. A, very, quiet voice in the back of her mind hoped her birth control was up to date, as another thrust of his hips forced the seal of their bodies to fail. The next throbbing pulse of cum was forced from the meeting of their bodies, splattering into her tail, and onto the floor, while her belly swelled with the volume already packed within her. As the sounds of splattering fluids reached their ears, Umi stopped thrusting, instead starting to pull back. Wide as his flare was, it took a slight tug to free him, spilling the final two jets of jizz across her belly and inner thigh, before the last thick dregs dribbled over her stretched and leaking marehood, and into her matted tail. Fuck.
As he pulled free, her hind legs splayed out, her body barely able to respond for the moment, as she laid there, dribbling his load down her tail, across the front of the display case, and into a growing puddle on the floor. But for however much dripped down, Celestia knew how much was still packed deep inside her. She was dimly aware of the sound of the phone camera clicking several times, before the lights above were obscured again. Blinking, slightly, she tried to focus on the figure above her. Smiling weakly at the soft ‘smile.’ the giant pegasus whispered, before he gave a soft laugh. She looked down her body, watching Umi, as he trained the camera between her spread and aching hind legs. She could have sworn there was a distinct, rounded lump in her belly, marking her overstuffed and bloated womb. Reaching a hoof down, she gave a soft prod, wincing at the uncomfortable pressure, before looking back up at Umi. He was...not taking a picture this time, but rather recording as she played with the swell of his contained spunk, her gaped and abused nethers still leaking a slow, thick stream of the giant’s climax into the soft, blue hairs of her tail. She gave a curious press, a low moan rolling from her, as the pressure was relieved ever so slightly, the flow growing heavier, for a moment. By the sisters, it was so damn thick. She’d be leaking long past her flight home, and odds are somepony was going to have their day ruined, when they were under her flight path. After she had finished rubbing over that swell, she was helped into a more sitting position by Umi, his broad muzzle bumping to the side of her own, as he waited for her to recover from the aftershocks and discomfort of their lustful passion.
As her voice finally came back to her, Sapph reached up, patting the side of his muzzle, before pulling him into a deep, impassioned kiss. She could taste herself on his lips, and knew he could taste himself on hers, but he was probably used to that, and she sure as hell didn’t mind. She held for some time, before finally pulling back, a bridge of saliva connecting their lips for a moment, before snapping and leaving a damp streak against their chins. “That...I fucking needed that.” She murmured, leaning against his side, wincing as her lower half gave a sting of protest. Too much moving too quickly.
Umi smiled, as she pulled back from the kiss, ears perked to listen to her. A low, soft laugh left his chest. “To be honest...I needed that too. Haven’t had anything that intense in a while.” He said, before gingerly stepping back. Looking down, he looked at the mess on the floor, across the display case’s window, and over the mare who was still seated atop it. With a sheepish grin, he leaned in, giving her one last kiss, before quietly asking where the mop was.
It was a couple hours later, when Umi finally returned home to the simple house he shared with Turq, keying the look open, and pushing through the front door. Looking up, he saw the grey stallion at the dining room table, working on some form of homework. As he looked up from the book, Umi raised a hoof in greeting. “Sorry I’m late...event ran a little late.” He explained. However, at the slight flaring of Turq’s nostrils, he knew there was no hiding it, especially as one eyebrow perked, and he fixed Umi with a ‘oh really?’ look.
With a sigh, he gave a sheepish grin. “Err...maybe there was some after event activities.” Taking a moment to check his phone, he nodded, still a bit of time before they were supposed to head out. “Lemme grab a shower really quick, and I’ll be good to go.”
Turq nodded, before finally speaking. “Sounds like a plan. I think Day’s in the main bathroom getting ready. Other shower’s free though. And we might be waiting a bit.” He said, before closing the book with a soft ‘thud’. “I got a call from Sapph a bit ago. She said she needs to make a run by her home to clean up, before she comes out here. She sounded a bit hoarse…”
“Oh...hope she’s not coming down with anything. I’ll be in the shower.” Umi quickly spit out, before hurrying out of the room. Well, tonight was going to be interesting!
