Quickies

Equestria After Dark Speedclop Prompt #1: Ponies roleplaying.

You knew why you had come here.

Canterlot didn't have run-down neighborhoods, exactly, but the whole city wasn't only made of palaces and schools and spires and shops. There were shady avenues where at the right time of night, less reputable business was conducted.

The prostitutes you had seen so far weren't really doing it for you. Slender, somewhat ragged-looking unicorns looked at you with suspicion as they stood beneath the street-lamps, trying to look casual. Short skirts covered their haunches, hiding their cutie marks.

As you rounded a corner, you stopped suddenly.

She stood in a pool of yellowish light, a head taller than you. In better light, she would be radiant white. Her mane floated in the air, the colors of sunrise, sunset, and storm. Her graceful wings fluttered, and she beckoned you over with her long horn.

You were thunderstruck – you half expected guards to swoop out of the shadows and drag you away in chains, or worse, but the silence of the side street was interrupted a melodious, playful voice saying, “Don't be scared, big boy. You have to pay extra before I bite.”

Her ample flanks were covered with a thin, translucent band of fabric barely deserving to be called a skirt. A few rays of her cutie mark her visible.

It was her... but....

She pouted, and fluttered her heavily made-up eyelashes. Her eyes were the rosy color of dawn.

“Aren't I pretty enough for you? There are more girls down the way.”

You stammered and began to bow.

She hissed at you, “No, you fool. No bowing.”

You looked up at her, feeling the ground spin beneath your feet.

“120 bits and I take you 'round the world. I've got a place in back, we can go there. You can take a shower, then you got an hour. Interested?”

You nodded, Was there really any other choice?

Her hips swayed as you trotted beside her. She gave you a wink, and pulled you close with a wing. “Don't be nervous, sweetie. You're gonna have a good time.”

The apartment was clean, but small. A large bed took up most of the space, and she lay down and purred, “Hurry up, I'm waiting for you...”

You washed quickly, still disoriented by disbelief. You were.... she was....

Nothing felt real as you rinsed the soap from your coat.

She rolled over on the bed, leaving you a space. Her voice was calm. “You just lie down and enjoy...”

Your arousal won out over your awe. She smiled broadly as your cock peeked out of your sheath. “Let me help him along.”

Her tongue welcomed your prick out to play, teasing more and more of your length out of your sheath with broad strokes of her tongue.

This was happening. This... you closed your eyes as the winged unicorn took your cock in her mouth, and her head bobbed up and down on her long neck. Wet slurping noises filled your ears, and a tiny voice in the back of your mind wondered where she'd banish you to if you came in her mouth.

She certainly knew what she was doing. Evidently, she had quite a bit of experience.

She popped your cock out of her mouth, and looked you straight in the eyes.

“Ready for the main event?”

You nodded vigorously.

She rolled over on her belly and lifted her tail. It wasn't just her eyes that were the color of dawn. Her sex was a delicate pink, puffy and swollen. Pinker parts had come out to play.

You mounted her, and a golden mist of magic guided your rock-hard shaft inside her. Her wings spread.

She growled, “Rut me, boy.”

It all seemed to go so fast as you eagerly fucked her wet, willing hole. She buried her face in the pillow and closed her eyes. Her muscles expertly grasped you shaft, making her hot wetness surprisingly tight. You couldn't hold back long. She moaned with a little whinny as you blew your load inside her.

She smiled. “Well, that was quick.” She didn't sound disappointed, but professional, just like when she told you her price.

Something in the tone of her voice told you that you weren't going to be punished for ejaculating too quick. Something about her put you at ease.

“You... you're....”

“Shh. It is a secret, and it's a secret you will take with you to your grave.” The sudden hardness in her gaze reawakened your fears. “My affairs are affairs of state, but sometimes I have needs. Sometimes I pretend...”

She stroked your cheek with a hoof, her eyes shining with lust, and her voice dripping with sex.

“...you still have half an hour.”