Author's Note

This is pure clop involving a barely legal mare. Please avoid if that's not to your taste.

Chapter Two - Blossom's Experience

Wines stood at his window and stared out at Fine Print’s house. He knew something just wasn’t right about his neighbor. Oh sure, it had only been a month since the Caribou had taken over, and for Wines it had been the beginning of a golden era. But a month was long enough for everypony to fall in line. It’s not as if they had the choice.

He looked back at his wife, who appeared to be sleeping peacefully in her cage, with a bowl of mare kibble and some stale water in there with her. She seemed to have taken gladly to the changes. But Wines furrowed his brow when he thought of the ponies who weren’t that pleased with the way things are now. And with Fine Print and his family right next door, he figured it was his duty to find out if they were up to something. No time like the present.

He left his home and went stealthily over to his neighbor’s. Being as quiet as he could, he eased up to a window and peered in one corner. He could see their living room, with the kitchen just beyond, but other than that there was nothing to see. “They must all be in their bedrooms,” he thought to himself, then slowly made his way over to those windows. Taking care to stay out of the light of the full Moon, he looked in the first window he could find. There, he saw their daughter sleeping in her room, alone. He started to move away, when an errant thought occurred to him. He smiled.

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Sweet Blossom came awake with a gasp and would have cried out if a hand wasn’t being held firmly over her mouth. She looked up with wide, frightened eyes at the stallion who was holding her mouth with one hand and had a finger to his lips with the other.

“I’m going to take my hand away. Don’t scream, alright?” She nodded. The stallion slowly took his hand away and stood back.

“What are you doing in my bedroom?!” she urgently whispered. She could see his smile in the moonlight.

“I just want to talk to you about how things are. Surely you’ve noticed all the changes? How mares have been put in their place and how males now rule?” She slowly nodded and sat up.

He sat down at the foot of her bed and said, “What do you think of everything?”

“I think most of it is awful!”

His smile grew even wider. “Most of it…?” She couldn’t meet his eyes.

“I…I see what stallions are doing to mares. And…and I see mares that…like it.”

He slowly reached out and raised her head by her chin. “Tell me…are you curious?”

She began trembling. “Maybe…” she said in a quiet voice. He dropped his hand and slid closer to her.

“You…haven’t been with a stallion yet, have you?” She shook her head.

“I can hear Mom and Dad when they’re doing…that. They think I can’t hear them, but they get pretty loud sometimes.”

“Does your mother sound like she’s being hurt?” He moved a bit closer as she drew back.

“N…no.”

“There, you see? It’s a good thing!” They both were silent for a few moments as the wind blew gently through the open window. Finally, he said, “Can I show you something?”

“W…what?”

He stood and began to unbuckle his belt. “Something I think you’ll like…”

Her eyes grew wide as he slowly undid his pants and let them fall to his ankles. He then hooked his thumbs into his skivvies and pulled them down, exposing himself at full mast. “You’ve never seen one before, have you?” His voice was husky.

She could only shake her head as she gave his member her full attention. He reached down and gently took one of her hands, then slowly brought it up to his member. “You can touch it…”

She allowed him to bring her hand within reach, then slowly took his manhood in her tiny hand. She gripped it, causing him to moan. It felt warm and throbbed in her grasp. “Do…do you like that?”

“Y…yes! Stroke…stroke it up and down…”

“Like this?” She moved her hand like he’d said, causing him to moan deeper. Now a little drop of precum formed at the tip.

“What’s that?!” she whispered. She drew her hand back.

Wines felt his anger rising but managed to keep it out of his voice. “Don’t be afraid. It’s just what happens to stallions when a beautiful mare is “helping” him.”

She looked up at him. “You think I’m…beautiful?”

He smiled down at her. “I think you’re the most beautiful mare I’ve ever seen.” He reached down and replaced her hand. “Don’t stop.” She began stroking him again. The precum dribbled down and went across her hand, which Wines noticed. “Would you like to try something that’s really adult?”

“Isn’t this adult?”

“Yes, but there’s something else you can do.” He shuffled closer, so that he was inches away from her face. “Put it in your mouth.”

“My…mouth?! That’s gross!”

“No it isn’t. It’s what all beautiful mares do to stallions. Come on.”

“Really?”

“Trust me, you’ll like it.” He closed the distance as she drew back a little.

“O…okay.” She closed her eyes, opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around his head. She then licked it, then smacked her lips, trying to decide on the taste. “It’s salty.”

His legs were trembling. “See…how much you can take in your mouth.”

She stuck her tongue out again and licked the underside, then swirled her tongue around it. Once it was wet and glistening with her saliva, she opened wide and slid it in, then pulled back. “Like that?”

“Yes…keep doing that, but don’t take it out of your mouth. And keep your teeth off it!”

She pulled her lips over her teeth and began making slow bobbing motions. Her actions and his moaning were starting to have an effect on her, as her nether regions began to heat up. She didn't know what to do about herself other than to begin touching her place, then began rubbing.

She took her mouth off him long enough to urgently whisper, "Something's happening to me!"

Wines caressed her cheek as his cock bobbed and throbbed in front of her face. "It's okay, that's just you getting turned on."

"Turned on?"

He smiled. "Yes. It means you're about to have an orgasm. Keep rubbing yourself while you suck on me, you'll see."

Blossom slid her panties aside and used two fingers to slowly rub where her heat was the most while sucking on the cock in front of her. As her own pleasure grew, she sucked louder, her slurping sounds filling the room as she became more and more eager.

“Do…do you like that?” he panted.

“Mmhm!”

“That’s good. Keep going…I'm almost there.” He ran his fingers through her mane and tenderly caressed her cheek, as she began to move a bit faster, both with her head and with her fingers to herself.

"Ahhhhh....here...I...cummmmmm...." whispered the stallion. Blossom's eyes grew wide as a flood of creamy stuff filled her mouth, and she instinctively began swallowing as the action pushed her over the edge as well. Her eyes rolled up in her head as a wave of pleasure hit her from above and below, but all she could do was helplessly moan as her mouth was still full.

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“Did you hear something?” Meadowsweet said as she sat up and turned to her husband. “Finey, wake up! I heard something from Blossom’s room!" At this Fine Print shot straight out of bed and grabbed a baseball bat.

“Stay behind me!” he said as he crossed the hallway and threw open the door to his daughter’s room. “Blossom, are you…?” He froze at the sight before him. Blossom had turned to look at him, with a thin string of cum still connected to her mouth. There stood their neighbor with his eyes half closed and his cock still throbbing. Fine Print felt a cold rage sweep over him and the next few minutes became a blur.

All he could remember as moving forward. The next thing he recalled was standing over Wines’ bloody body, his face smashed into a pulp. He looked around. His wife had been screaming, but now she was holding Blossom and saying, “My baby…my baby…” over and over again. Blossom was silent as she stared down at the body.

Finally, Fine spoke. “Grab your things. We’re leaving. Now!”