One Way

by LIL DASHIE GRINGO

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance, Coco Pommel, Original Character, Porn, Sex, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Anthro
Length: 2538

Coco Pommel is finally taking a well needed break from work for a mandatory vacation. And a conductor helps her the best way he can to achieve maximum customer satisfaction.

Coco Pommel was finally taking the vacation she rightfully deserved and took a one way train from Manehattan to Baltimare, wanting to get a new change of scenery.

But as she got to the train, she never knew she'd meet a conductor who was so set on giving her the best customer satisfaction possible.

This is a Short clopfic. Reader's discretion is advised.

Published 2017-06-11 02:40:05 UTC
Last updated 2017-06-11 02:40:05 UTC

One Way

Author's Note

Sorry if the story didn't look right. couldn't indent the paragraphs, even though I saved it that way. Anyway, hope you all enjoyed this short fic!:heart:

One Way

One Way

by

ImMrNoobHeadFU1

Coco Pommel finally set her bag on the departure wing of the train transport station, sitting on her stand up bag that she prepared for the trip. The time was 5:25 PM. She couldn’t wait to get to Baltimare. This had always been her dream to go to the huge bustling city full of opportunity, getting a chance to look around for the historic landmarks that littered the land, to meet foreign ponies of all kinds.

She finally got the opportunity to take some time off work from the long hustling hours she put in to get to where she was then, enjoying her vacation away from Manehattan, the city she called home. She wanted to look at a whole new scenery, to see what the rest of the world had to offer as their activities passed by everyday with wonderful events. She might even get a chance to catch a concert, much to her excitement.

Of course, Coco did offer two weeks beforehand if anyone wanted to come along with her on this thrilling adventure. Unfortunately, everypony she knew had other things to do that involved work to be done and family to be looked after. It became understandable at that time, since she didn’t have anything else to do that involved responsibility.

She left without a hitch for the next train going to Baltimare, wearing her beautiful white and black sundress with a black cloche hat, a small red flower doning the net yarn around the hat. Before she got on the train, she looked on her cell phone to see when she may get there.

Depart fromManehattan to Baltimare: ONE-WAY

5:30 PM - 7:30 PM

Sighing in relief that there were no other stops to be held in before she gets there, Coco looked a little bit more into her phone while the line was moving, exploring what social media had to offer for the time being. It was until the sound of a low masculine voice that made her revert her eyes back up, to see a young blue earth stallion that was a little taller than her, catching her attention as she stared at him for a minute.

His visage was gorgeous, having the most alluring purple eyes she hadn’t seen before. His body was bound up in a black uniform; black vest and slacks with a white collared shirt and boots. He even sported a black fedora upon his dome to add to the concoction.

He spoke to her again, the words rolling off his tongue like he practiced it a million times in advance.

“May I see your ticket, please?”

Something about him made her feel warm inside. It’s like she was staring in the face of greatness that decided to bless her with their presence before blowing her into a heap of dust, forever drowning in the sea of unforgetfulness.

With some hesitation, she reached into her purse and drew out her ticket. He took it and hole punched the required participation status box before gracefully giving it back to her, giving the most enticing smile he could deliver.

“Okay, you’re all set…” Out of instinct, he grabbed her bag and hoisted it up with little strength before sitting it in the passageway, making Coco blink in surprise. Last time she checked, she put a lot of clothing and essentials to make it equivalent to a baker’s dozen of bricks. How he’s able to lift about sixty pounds with ease was unbeknownst to her. Maybe he worked out a lot.

He stepped back up onto the train and looked back at her, that sweet grin still plastered on his face. “... your room is in the fourth car up front, room E. A key will be waiting for you on a bull board there once you enter its passageway.” He offered his hand to her, waiting for her grasp.

Coco looked at his hand for a few seconds, taking in his gentlecolt gesture. It was nice to see that she’s already being given a service before she even got on the train. It may be a simple small commitment, but small things could be turned in for greater rewards, such as customer satisfaction.

“Thank you very much for the hospitality.” She smiled, taking his firm hand as she walked up the small fold stairs.

“The pleasure is mine, madam...” He pulled her inside, letting her glide along his body, to feel the firmness under his fabric prison that blocks every bit of him that may draw her in even more. The only things she found that made her temperature rise to 100 degrees was his scent and that beautiful smiling face of his.

“By the way…” Coco turned around midway of the current car as he pressed a button that let up the stairs before firmly sliding the door closed. “...Enjoy your stay.”

“I shall.” With that, she turned back around and slowly left his presence with her bag, pretending to look around as an excuse to swish her tail and sway her hips before leaving for the next car, her exposed peach thighs and legs being enough fuel for a complete full blast.

She hoped that he saw what she was trying to display for a moment, taking in the detail her sundress gave when it showed a good detail of her body. Maybe she’s putting it on a little too much? She did just meet this stallion like two minutes ago. Was she becoming that desperate?

To avoid the last question, she walked on to the room, no longer being in sight of the handsome conductor.

Coco couldn’t believe how spacious the rooms were for a two hour trip! There’s enough room in this place to fit four people all at once! And it even supplied cotton seats with cushions instead of polyester with none! It surprised her when she walked in, but she was thankful to find out that she could stand up and move around if she wanted to.

The train was already moving and Coco laid her legs on the large couch, looking out the windows to view the amazing scenery of the vast land they passed by, the lakes that make the sun shimmer in her eyes, the roaming animals living among their habitat while staying cautious of the train, looking at it going across the fields.

It was truly beautiful.

Coco pulled her vision away from the view and directed it to her phone that sat on the table across her, grabbing it to find out the time.

6:45 PM

Satisfied, she set an alarm for 7:25 PM and put her phone back down to put it on standby, turning off the screen to save power. She laid back on the couch cushions to get a little more relaxed, taking off her shoes to let her feet breath. While she waits for a cup of tea she ordered not too long ago, she got her mind full on the conductor. It’s been awhile since she last saw him. Of course, he has to make sure that everything runs smoothly with the help of his trusty employees to enact his every order, making sure that no one bungles or nothing failing on his watch, making him a very busy stallion.

Still, it would’ve been nice to see his face one last time before she gets off the train, to remember a piece of treasure she wasn’t able to keep.

A series of knocks came from the door. “Room service,” said the voice from behind it. Coco got up from where she sat and walked to the door, unlocking it. Once she opened the door, she was surprised to see who had appeared with her tea… the conductor.

“Mind if I step in for a moment?” His damn beautiful grin still lingered across his face, showing the same attitude he had before the whole trip began, making Coco blush a tad, especially being in such a closed position that makes the smile even worse for her.

“Yeah, you can come in.” She moved backwards until there was enough room for him, letting him come inside for the time being and close the door.

“So, how are you enjoying your ride so far, madam?” He slowly walked up closer to her with the tea, making her hormones flare up. What was wrong with her? Couldn’t she keep herself under control?

“I-I think I’m pleased, thank you.” She stuttered in front of him, taking the cup full of tea with supplied napkins, letting him drop down the tray he held for it. Just as Coco was about to drink from the cup, a tree that was close enough to the train scraped along it to make a loud tapping noise on the window, making her jump and spill the tea on his vest. Panicking, she put the cup on the table and got closer to him, using the napkin she had to clean off the stain the best she could.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to-”

“Don’t worry. It’s okay, madam...” His touch. She didn’t know that she was that close to him. Her whole body pressed against him this whole time as she tried to get the stubborn stain out, not thinking about how much she closed the gap between them.

It became worse when he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her even closer, her thighs gliding along his.

She looked up at him again, only to look into eyes filled with a gold mustang flexing its prowess.

“... But, are you sure you’re satisfied?” Coco wasn’t sure about anything anymore. The only thing that crossed her mind was ‘how long do we have before departing ways?’.

“No…” She closed her eyes and pressed her lips against his, wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him closer. She pushed him back until his back was to the door, locking it to prevent any unneeded attention.

His hands found a way to her hamstrings and successfully swiped her up off the floor, forcing Coco to wrap her legs around his broad body, her tail swishing along his legs. She could feel that he was getting hard, his cock pressing hard against her as proof, making her leak for the excitement. He dropped her down on the table on her back, knocking over and breaking the cup that originally sat there, breathlessly breaking the kiss as he started taking off his vest.

“How much time do we have?” She checked her phone, pressing the power button to light up the screen.

6:50 PM

“Enough.” Tossing the phone on the couch behind her, Coco pulled off her sundress, not wanting it to get stained. With that out of the way and her teal bra and panties in the presence of the complete stranger, he threw his vest to the side of the room and grabbed onto her hips, pulling her peach body closer to him.

He touched his way into her heart in every way he could; he groped her luscious thighs, he kissed her sweet neck, he sucked on her addictive nipples. Every time he had the opportunity, she’d moan for more of him, she’d moan for more of his hard work, to see him satisfy her true need of gratification.

She wanted some of his hard dick.

7:05 PM

Shirtless, he slid his cock into Coco easily, immediately thrusting hard inside of her as her walls tightened around his member, making him moan breathlessly into her ear and making Coco’s words jam inside her larynx to prevent her from implementing anything, taking a real beating.

To hear such a moan up close from a stallion she thought of for a good minute, it made her shiver at the fact that she’s doing something right. Granted, this isn’t her first time going around the rodeo as a rookie, but it has been awhile since she had a stallion rut her.

He turned her on her side and pulled her closer again as he sped up his thrusts, making the designer pony moan in ecstasy and bliss, the warm relaxation hitting her with full force as only pleasure was delivered to her, making her flop her ears and shake in utter stimulation.

Nothing more mattered to her. Only his smell, his sweaty body, his thickness… his moans were the only things that fueled her into a wildly driven orgasm, tightening around his cock, asking for him to shoot inside, needing him to shoot inside. She wanted to feel his warm seed slosh inside of her womb, not caring for the risk of having a little filly in the process.

He pulled out just before he started shooting his hot seed all over her body, some of it even making it up to her cheek. She wouldn’t have minded if he did stained her insides with his white paint. She probably should’ve said something before it was all said and done.

Panting, she sat up as he got the napkins to help clean his mess off her body. He chuckled, his tone being a song to Coco’s ears.

“Sorry about that. Didn’t think I was going above and beyond with this.” He wiped his spunk off her face and body, throwing them in the closeby trash bin before grabbing the broken tea cup and doing the same.

“No, it’s fine. I just didn’t think you were going to pull out really.” He put back on his shirt and vest, putting his dick away before wiping down himself to look professional once again. He grabbed his fedora and looked at Coco put on her dress again before grabbing onto her hips, pulling her closer for the last time.

Coco was about to kiss him again, but the alarm on her phone went off, cutting the process.

7:25 PM

She sighed, disappointed. “It’s time for you to go...”

“Really?”

“Really... Thanks for everything.” She pecks his cheek one last time before he took his hands off her hips, making her feel a tad more empty. She may have had a real affection towards him, like he could take her places and continue the ride that abruptly ended. But before he left her presence to tell the announcement, she asked him of one thing.

“What’s your name by the way, if you don’t mind me asking?” Stopping at the door, he turned his head around, but not enough to look at her presence.

“My name is One Way”

“Coco… Coco Pommel.”

“Hmm… beautiful name. Hope to see you again, Coco Pommel.” With that he left her presence, never to be seen again.

After the announcements had gone by and the train finally made it to Baltimare, Coco walked off the train with her bag, juices flowing passed her panties and traveling down her thighs. Even if she didn’t see One Way again in the near future, at least she can comment one thing about the service:

It was one hundred percent to satisfaction.