A quaint little place just outside of town
A quaint little place just outside of town, not many ponies know it even exists. It was only last week that I had first noticed you hanging out here, looking all nervous and excited. Maybe it wasn't your first time, but it sure seemed that way. I remember giggling quietly to myself that night as I watched you stare at one of the fillies, your lower lip subtly wiggling, looking as desperate and sexually-frustrated as ever. Her soft light-gold coat, covered only by a short pink tail that was swirling around her body as she moved gracefully under the soft lights. A crowd favorite, that young cyan-eyed pegasus was enough to bring in a good portion of our guests. You were no exception, staring at that tight prepubescent marehood every chance you had. Not many could resist the allure of a little foal's moist pussy, glistening in the light, permeating its scent throughout the air.
As the night slowly progressed, most if not all of our patrons had been invited to the back room for some privacy one at a time, but not you. Every time I saw you, your gaze was locked to her swaying body, unable to look away for more than a moment. Each time that sweet little pony gave you a shy glance during her performance, your entire body flinched excitedly. Many of our other fillies approached you to join them in private, but you timidly declined their invitations. It seems you had your heart set on her alone, which was rather unfortunate since she's only for show, not for touch. The virginity of our youngest and sweetest girls was important; it's what kept guests coming back to see them. Once a young foal's pussy has felt the intense sensation of a fully grown stallion cock for the first time, she's just not the same innocent little filly any more. The same can be said of the stallion as well; it's truly a life-changing experience.
Of course, maybe you were perfectly fine just watching, maybe that's all you really wanted in the end. Covered in sweat and finally finished for the evening, the shy foal trotted off the small center stage and was quickly replaced by a new dancer. You sat there looking confused for a moment, as if you just broke out of a magical daze, your dick still throbbing and twitching from excitement. I could see the frustration and desire to breed in your facial expression, seeming like you wanted to pin down the next filly you saw and relentlessly rut her from behind, leathery balls smacking her cute little butt with every thrust, until your swollen orbs unloaded every last drop of hot pony cum right into her tight little underage cunt. Much to my surprise, you simply curled your tail between your legs, stoop up with a bit of a wobble, and awkwardly trotted out of the club with an embarrassed, flushed expression. It was hard not to notice your stiff member dangling below, twitching with every step, dripping a little bit of precum onto the floor as you quietly made your exit.
I can't say for certain what you did after you left, but I can only imagine you went home and took care of that massive, unyielding erection by yourself. Fresh memories of that cute young foal still in your mind as you pinned your cock between your forelegs and thrust into them repeatedly. Your dangling, warm balls swinging forward and back as you hastily bring yourself to a premature ejaculation. The thought of pressing your nose against that musky foal pussy and deeply breathing her pheromones, the thought of feeling her tight vulva fold around your flared tip as it glides in and out of her. You couldn't help but blow your load instantaneously. Thick ropes of cum squirting out of your flared tip as your tongue sticks out lewdly, eyes rolling up into the back of your head, nostrils sniffing the air loudly as you recall the delicious scent of that little pony's pussy from earlier that night. These are just the sort of things I've learned to expect as working-filly here at the club, I know what pent up stallions do behind closed doors after being teased and enticed beyond their breaking point.
It was earlier this evening that you came in again; my fourth time seeing you here at the joint. Like clockwork, you arrived just moments before it was her turn again, that shy pegasus you are so entranced. You sat down in the same spot, eyes wide open, staring weakly at the one you loved, your cock quickly turning from a sheathed nub to a stiff, leaking erection. I'll admit that your dedication was impressive, never letting the other fillies tempt you with sex. Waiting for a chance to be with that little yellow foal, no matter how incredibly unlikely. Even our most affluent guests couldn't offer a gold price high enough to take the virginity of our prized pegasus, and you weren't exactly flush with coin. You were just one awkward, scanty pony in the dimly-lit crowd, but somehow I knew that you'd eventually get what you want. I knew that you'd one day be with her, and it would cost you everything you had, and everything you ever knew, but it would be worth it.
There you stood, looming over her while she laid on her back, legs up, beautiful yellow-coat and pink mane glistening under soft candle-light. Her nervous expression and quivering lip staring up at you with glimmering azure eyes, her soft marigold yellow wings not knowing whether to stay tucked in or not. Her luscious pink hair gracefully curved around her adorable face. Sweat formed on your brow as heavenly musk filled the air around your nose, the nectarous scent of her tight little marehood arousing your every thought, her warm breath beating against your chest. Your hot, musky, drooping balls, swollen with seed, hanging below your excitedly-throbbing cock. Front hooves firmly planted on either side of her head, back hooves on either side of her thighs, hovering over her and ready to breed. You couldn't help but examine her body again and again, silently worshipping her form, savouring every moment as you knew this was your one and only opportunity to be with her.
Your breathing was heavy, slow, and irregular; looking more nervous and excited than I thought I'd ever see you. You hesitantly leaned forward, gently sniffing, wanting to press your lips against hers. Embarrassed, the yellow pegasus turned her head slightly to the side, but that did not stop you. A deep, passionate, loving kiss against pushed into her cheek followed by a deep blush from both. Your wide expression begged her to reciprocate, to return the sentiment, to show that she loved you as much as you loved her. Timidly she leaned her head forward to return the kiss; the moment your lips met a flow of clear fluids began to leak from the tip of your restlessly-pulsating horsecock, soaking the darkly-colored sheets below. Every time your cock throbbed, it smacked up into your belly, tugging your balls up with it, causing a bit of precum to splatter against yourself. I was worried you might accidentally cum right then and there, from excitement alone.
I know you wanted nothing more than to just slip inside and feel the warm embrace, but you took things slow, wanting her to be ready for her first time. After planting a couple more awkward, albeit amorous, kisses against her face, you took a few steps back and leaned down to press your muzzle against her tummy, giving it a trail of kisses until your lips were against her sensitive little clit. It didn't take more than a few drags of that warm tongue against her winking pearl to get her entire body to tense up from stimulation. The only stimulation most of these innocent foals have felt is grinding against a pillow or one of their own hooves at night, so a big wet tongue was an overwhelming sensation for her. Mouth now covered with a thin layer of her pussy-juice, fur covered lightly in sweat, and legs subtly shaking from excitement, you hesitantly pressed the tip of your member against that puffy labia.
Your gaze never left hers as your dick slowly eased its way into her tight underage vulva. She let out a high-pitched yelp the very instance those thick equine glans pushed their way into her opening, her cyan pupils shrinking to a couple of dots, biting her lip intensely. The filly's contractions were breath-taking, unrelentingly squeezing and gripping the tip of your throbbing penis. Her rose-colored mane draped over her face as she abruptly turned her head to the side, then to the other; her body wriggling around, hooves digging into the mattress. An array of intense expressions across the foal's face as she felt your cock gradually push deeper inside. Momentarily held breaths, then quick gasps, panting, light yelps, and moans. The young pony chewed on her lower lip, eyes rolling upward, nostrils flaring, nose twitching, and head subtly tilting toward every angle as that cock inched further into her vagina. As your medial ring touched met her labia, it seemed like you were as deep as you could comfortably go. Your flared glans plumped and swelled inside of her, your balls twitched desperately, feeling like you could orgasm any second now.
Her long pink tail waved and flicked as she danced for the small crowd below, silky mane gleaming beautifully under the lights. The timid yellow pegasus wasn't the most exciting or sexy dancer, but she was graceful and hypnotizing to watch. Her big swaying tail was the only thing hiding that perky pussy and puffy ponut, and she loved to teasingly obscure the guest's view with it. Patrons would stare at her backside, waiting for the tail to swish off to one side so they can catch a glimpse of her privates. When she'd lift her tail up and wink her shiny wet clit, every stallion in the club would melt with lust. That little pegasus was our prized pony, she alone could keep the club running for months if nothing else would. That's why she had to stay a virgin, so our guests could keep on dreaming about being the lucky one that gets to take her to bed for the first time. You were the persistent of all, willing to give anything to be with her, even if it meant losing everything you had.
Like always, you laid there, staring with a dazed expression as that cute little foal gracefully moved her body to the music. Most of the girls didn't bother to ask you for some private time, because they knew by now that you only came here for one reason. That was the night I finally decided to meet you up-close and say hello, although you didn't give me much more than a quick glance before looking back to your favorite pegasus. I was older than most of the foals here, but still a young filly nevertheless. I whispered gently into your ears, so close you could feel my body's warmth against you, and saw you slowly turn your head to me in disbelief. I'll never forget that expression, a true look of bewilderment and disbelief. It wasn't even halfway through your favorite pony's show and already you were stepping into one of the back rooms with me. You probably barely remember what I looked like, too busy daydreaming about the chance to finally be with that foal you've been so allured by.
After only a few minutes the young performer had trotted off-stage, ending her show a bit early it seems, and through black velvet curtains she pushed her way into the very same room as us. You were so nervous, I swear I could hear your heart pounding from a distance. The little filly gave a small head bow as she introduced herself, leaving you momentarily speechless. There was one small requirement, a scroll to be signed and wax-sealed; a small inconvenience for a life-changing experience. Without any hesitation your signature was carelessly scribbled against the parchment. There was no point in reading it, for you knew you would give anything you had for just one night with this beautiful young pegasus. The small candle-lit back room was nothing more than a ring of curtains, but it was hidden from prying eyes regardless. On the floor was a small mattress adorned with dark-grey sheets and desaturated scarlet pillow, ready to be used.
The young filly timidly brushed herself against you, gently nuzzling her head into your side. Your body was stiff from hesitation, but you managed the show a bit of affection in return. Now down on the mattress she awaited what would come next, ready to experience her first horsecock, to know the intense and unexplainable pleasures of having her little pussy filled by a fully grown stallion's meat. You never turned your head away from that beautiful young pegasus, even though I was watching your every move, it's like I wasn't even there. Still you were more embarrassed and nervous than I had ever seen you before as you carefully positioned yourself over her, looking down into her worried eyes. You didn't know what else to do, except plant your lips gently against her cheek in an attempt to show affection, to put her mind at ease. Her head gave a subtle nod, letting you know she was ready. In a quaint little place just outside of town, you would experience feelings and sensations you could have only dreamed of before.
Every tireless, steady thrust in and out of her vulva, though never thrusting deeper than your medial ring, made that little foal scream with pleasure. Your balls desperately swung forward, slapping the underside of your shaft, desperately wishing they could instead be smacking against her butt as you go balls-deep. Nostrils flared, teeth lightly-clenched, stance widening, breathing becoming heavier, you desperately wanted to push deeper into that foal-pussy. As your thrusts became quicker and less careful your cock seemed to go slightly deeper, even if only a millimeter at a time. With one swift forward movement, you push past the medial ring and go a full 3 inches further, causing the little foal under you to loudly yelp and give a shocked expression. You stop momentarily, letting her vagina relax and get used to having your girth so deep inside of her, leaning in to give her a deep, reassuring smooch on the lips. A kiss that lets her know you care about her, and that everything will be all right. The young filly returns the kiss passionately and without hesitation, warm breath leaving her nostrils as she breathes quickly.
After only a brief moment of pause, you gradually push even deeper, dedicated to feeling every last inch of your penis deep inside of that delicate foal pussy. Her expression is mixture of fear, pleasure, and uncertainty. She wants to trust you, to be confident that you won't hurt her or go too far, but at the same time she's at the mercy of a stallion's thick, unyielding cock. Horny and desperate, I knew you couldn't help but slowly inch yourself forward; after all being balls-deep inside of a virgin foal's vulva is something most stallions can only dream about, a truly once in a lifetime experience. Tears run down her cheek as she bites her lower lip firmly, looking up at you with an intense expression as your shaft slides even deeper into her tight underage cunt. The moment your warm, sensitive orbs pressed against her rear-end you let out a satisfying groan of pleasure. Her cute little hooves pushed against your chest as she breathed heavily and stared at you with tiny pupils and an open maw. Your throbbing cock now completely inside of her, your body shaking with excitement, you couldn't wait to dump every drop of hot cum deep inside of her.
Forehead was covered in droplets of sweat as you vigorously plow in and out of that petite pegasus pussy, musky nuts smacking against that soft butt with every buck of the hips. After just a few more balls-deep thrusts you felt yourself begin to ejaculate. She moaned loudly, tongue sticking out of her mouth, eyes rolling into the back of her head, as you stopped and began to unload yourself inside of her. You held your breath, groaning, your entire body tensing up from the earth-shattering orgasm as your balls began to empty into her uterus. Several waves of hot stallion milk pumped into her pussy, your cock throbbing intensely with every drop as you fill her to the brim and then some, continuing to release even as it overflows and coats her butt and tail with sticky cum. Breathing heavily as your climax comes to an end, the filly below you looking overwhelmed and exhausted, you slowly begin to pull your cock out of her vulva. With one swift motion, your floppy horsecock plops out of her gaped hole and drenches the sheets below with excess cum. You collapsed onto the floor next to the beautiful young pegasus, telling yourself that it was worth it.
You were brought here on a covered-wagon during a cold rainy night, legs shackled to one another, a bag of gold exchanged hooves as you were traded like a piece of property. Warm dry towel nuzzling your cheeks, and a sip of warm tea to help you feel a little more comfortable in your new home. You barely remember what I looked like, dim lighting, tears fogging your vision, eyes unfocused and mind wandering. I whispered relaxing nothings into your ear as I gently ran a brush through your soft pink mane, just a couple of young girls taking it easy, you and I. Just a few months ago, I too was in your same position; scared and confused by all of the sudden changes, not knowing what would happen to me. You finally calmed down enough to get some much needed sleep, snuggling your soft yellow face against me as we drifted into slumber.
It didn't take long for you to find your place around here as a dancer, especially since you were too shy to talk to guests but were very pretty otherwise. You weren't a very enthusiastic dancer, but those cute blue eyes were enough to keep patrons enthralled, and that was really all that mattered in the end. As the days passed you quickly became a crowd favorite, but even the best dancers tend to quickly get cycled out with new girls. Most guests don't want to see the same set of girls on stage every week, so eventually an auction will take place to sell off a foal's virginity. After that the filly takes on a new role, such as entertaining guests directly, and offering to take them back in private rooms for a little one on one action. However you were special, and even as many weeks went by, you remained a very popular dancer that consistently brought in patrons.
There were even regular guests who visited the club just to see you. Impressive, really, to think any one filly could be so popular. It wasn't long until rumors spread to other clubs like ours about this cute little shy pegasus who's innocent allure alone was enough to drive stallions crazy, and we had some very wealthy patrons start to show up left and right. Several of them offered rather large bags of coin, more gold than any virginity-auction has ever reached, and all of them were turned down. One guest in particular, a rather awkward stallion, actually came to the club exclusively to see you perform. He would arrive just as you got on stage, and leave right as you went behind the curtains. It was only last week I noticed that pony, here at this quaint little place just outside of town.
