MILF Hunter

“Umm, Frozen, listen to me you got your hands on some seriously potent stuff. Just calm down and- oh damn.” Sketchy tried to reason with her, but then she tugged down her small black panties to reveal a self lubricating cunt that she started to rub her labia in circles, moaning loud.

“Sketchy, what was in that bottle?” Fable asked and Sketchy scratched the back of his mane.

“As a changeling, I use my innate abilities to make potions. Frozen got her hands on the lust potion. Normally, I dilute my potions but she sprayed on the pure stuff.” Sketchy glanced a worried look over to Fable, then Winter.

“How long does it last?” Winter asked as his mom grinned at him, licking her lips.

“Either four hours if she doesn't relieve herself. It'll be shorter if we ummm… help her.”

“Oh, yes! Help me, please!” Frozen begged, then crawled over to Winter and tugged down his drawers. Within an instant, Frozen swallowed his dick whole.

“Oh, fuck, she's fast!” Sketchy watched as Frozen gorged herself on blue dick, licking and sucking the shaft as the azure unicorn stood, helpless. His mother slobbered all over his erecting member and jerked his rigid rod.

“Well, bro, I guess there’s no way around it.” Sketchy undressed himself. He revealed the black fur all over his body and his long, black dick which was already standing up straight. Sketchy looked at Fable. The red pegasus shrugged, figuring it was for her own good.

He shed his clothing as well, revealing his huge, dark red penis, which was also at its hardest thanks to watching Miss Pop shake her bare ass at the boys. Fable joined Winter at the front and she was more than happy to spit on his dick to lubricate her hand’s jerking motion. She switched her mouth between them both. Both of them noticed that Frozen’s technique was absolutely on point as her tongue glazed both of their horse cocks with saliva.

She let out a long muffled moan into Fable’s penis as Sketchy joined in and squeezed his very large dong between her sweet lips and started fucking her with a good amount of force. He started with just half, but very quickly worked the full length inside of her.

After just a minute, Sketchy was plungering himself deep into her. None of them knew it, but she had already cum twice by then.

It was still a slow burn, though. Sketchy was going to full banging but he finally came inside of her. He laid thick splooges of jizz into her vaginal tunnel. When he pulled out of her, he motioned for Winter to have his turn.

“No! I need more! Fuck me more! Fill me with more and more cum! I need you! Oh! Yes!”

Her son started in on her, and he just went full force, pistoning his cock deep into her. She filled her mouth with changeling penis as she jerked Fable’s wet member. She felt Winter’s balls slap against her clit and started to buck some. She was ravenous! She felt another orgasm but it only seemed to drive her harder! Her son overflowed her with more semen that caused both Winter’s and Sketchy’s sperm to drool out of her hungry twat.

Fable thrust his hard cock into her and started pounding her pussy as her moans echoed against the walls. She feasted on blue and black cocks as the fat red dick plowed her. More white sticky fluid splattered the bare wooden floor as the older mare slut mom begged them for more dicks!

As Fable shot his whole load into her, she spread her ass cheeks wide to give him a good view of her puckered anus. Without thinking, Fable indulged her.

Now it was the red pegasus in her ass and Sketchy deep into her well fucked pussy. Winter fucked her mouth as her bare tits jiggled along with her ponch. She was fucked all three ways and they rotated with each hole.

As Fable pulled out of her ass, Sketchy was quick to squeeze out his jizz as it oozed out of her back door. She swallowed Fable’s cum and gratefully accepted Sketchy’s again. Winter came deep into her uterus again and Sketchy spooged all over her face and tits.

Frozen rode Fable’s cock, but then got plowed in her ass by Winter as Sketchy destroyed her puffing red pussy lips.

By the end, there were puddles all over the main part of the living room. Frozen was covered in sticky sperm that also oozed out of her nether regions. Sketchy sweat all over his couch as Fable was gasping for breath, flat on his back. Winter was curled up in the fetal position beside the couch, his dick a shriveled, limp tadger at that point.

Frozen finally slept on the floor, marking the end of her affliction.

“Sketchy,” Fable said between panting.

“Ye?” He opened his eyes toward the pegasus on the floor.

“Should-- probably put a warning label--guh-on that bottle.”

“Ye.” Sketchy nodded, but still beaded sweat all over his face.

They forgot about the boxes and slowly got enough energy to clean up the white puddles on the floor. Winter picked up his mom. After some deep cleaning, he brought her to Sketchy’s bed to let her sleep it off. Each of them took a shower after they found the shower curtain in the bathroom box.

Sketchy had gotten the new Spider-mare game soon after his graduation. After Fable left to pick up his mom, he got his game system out of his luggage and finally was able to play it.

“It’s so weird not having an exam to study for or an essay to do.” Sketchy said as he beat up a gang of criminals as the red and blue mare. “Now I can concentrate on more important things.”

“Yeah like what are we doing tonight? If you want, we could hit the strip club.” Winter said as he watched Sketchy web up a criminal and swing him into the others like bowling pins.

“Damn, that’d be fucking dope bro.” Sketchy picked up a handful of corn chips and shoved them in his mouth as fast as he could while he performed combo beat downs. “Even for a game that ain't based on a movie this game is cool.”

“You seen the movie?” Winter looked over at him.

“Nah, I can now but I've been busy as hell these last few months. I'm gonna though. When you wanna hit up the strip joint?”

“I'll call Vodka and get us some VIP passes.” Winter said as he pulled his phone out of his pocket. “The Sharkbite Lounge is legit, bro.”

Sketchy glanced at him. He opened his mouth to say something, but then thought better of it. It was just a night at the strip club, nothing more than that. Just get to the lounge, see some tits and leave. No big deal.

Winter looked at the screen as he pulled up the number. He noticed he was taking a lot of hits now. He looked over to see Sketchy was now gritting his teeth, his lizard like tongue was sticking out the side of his face as he was struggling to get back in the game.

“You good, bro?” Winter asked as Sketchy was holding the controller much tighter.

“Yeah, just lost my concentration. I got it.” Sketchy assured him as he made the call.

Vodka Martini, Sketchy thought, and shook his head. Some things just kept coming back to him. The harder he tried to push it back, the more he thought about it.

Winter’s phone conversation was muted in his head. The Shark Bite lounge was going to be busy that night. He would just have to deter Winter from making any real special arrangements for them. He knew Winter had it good with the place, despite his first visit there.

“Alright, bro. Once you're done, let's head out. I'll go heat up the car for poor little changelings who can't take the cold.” Winter’s condescending tone made Sketchy roll his eyes as he finished up the last bit of his current mission on the game. He sighed as Winter walked out the door. He shook his head as he turned off the game. Then he stood there with his eyes shut.

“Fuck.” He said under his breath, then pulled his hoodie off of the couch armrest.

As expected, the SharkBite Lounge was bumping. They called in reservist strippers like they normally did, and young couples were coming in with a fat coin bag. The tips were huge, the dancers were hot, and the night was still young. Winter led Sketchy inside, and he was instantly overtaken by the smell of musk, lust, and alcohol. The tiny colored spotlights were in full form all over the dark club. The DJ for the night was making his announcements after every song to announce a new shark pony mare.

There were two strippers in the main room out of three poles. One was a white shark pony with black tiger stripes. The other was a pink shark pony with a red ponytail man; her breasts were easily in the E-cup range.

Snow Tiger, while her chest wasn’t as big, was dancing all over the pole. Her black areolas covered a great deal of her tits. Her legs wrapped around the metal pole as her hot orange thong rubbed against it, making it smear with the heat she was giving off.

Winter didn’t think, he just went for Snow Tiger, as she was putting on a more passionate show for the onlookers. They went to the red cushioned seats that were stationed all around the platform of the twirling black and white shark.

For the ninth time, Winter noticed that Sketchy looked over his shoulder both ways. He noticed that his arms were crossed, and he declined drinks from the topless shark pony waitress. Winter furrowed his brow at this as scooted his chair closer to the changeling.

“Bro! What is up with you tonight?” Winter asked, drawing Sketchy’s attention after a moment as he talked over the very loud music. “You’re acting weird bro, you sick or something?” The unicorn didn’t turn his gaze to the strippers as much as he wanted to.

“I just got a lot on my mind right now. You’re right, I need to chill.” Sketchy said, then saw a waitress come up to him with a full bottle of liquor tied with a red ribbon. “The fuck?”

“Compliments of the house.” The topless purple shark said with a wink. She handed it to him and gave him a close smooch on his cheek. “Also compliments of the house.” She whispered in his ear. As she did this, he couldn’t help but notice that there was a golden paper card just below the red ribbon on the bottle. Sketchy eyed it, and sighed, leaning his head back on his chair. He flipped the small card open and frowned.

“Wow, what the hell? I never got a full bottle of liquor when I came here. Holy crap, how did you do that?” Winter asked, then Dragon Blood, a red shark pony with a blue mane plopped down on his lap. “Whoa! Hello, Dragon.”

“Hey Winter~” She smiled sweetly and met him in a long, sloppy kiss.

“I’ll be back.” Sketchy said as he picked up the bottle of liquor and walked back toward the bar. The bartender, yet another topless shark pony waved at Sketchy and opened the short bar door to let him in, motioning to the office door. Sketch nodded to her and made his way back there. As he crossed her path, she held up too short, wide glasses toward him. He took them both as he walked to the office door and opened it up.

There was a dimly lit room with a desk in the middle and a laptop computer that was closed. Vodka Martini, a yellow furred brown and white maned shark pony sitting on top of her desk. Her legs were crossed and a small grin was on her face. She looked down at the bottle in his hand and chuckled.

“I see you got my message.” Vodka said, motioning for the chair in front of her desk.

“Yeah.” Sketchy closed the door behind him and sat as he was instructed. “I heard you were in town. I like your joint.” He held her up one of the glasses, which she graciously accepted as he opened the bottle of bourbon.

“Yeah, Sharkbite has been open for about seven months now. We’re doing well. I like my girls, and I think they’d like you too. Though, the waitresses said that it seemed like something was bothering you.” Vodka nodded as he poured her some alcohol and took a long sip before placing the glass next to her on the desk.

“Well, Winter said we should come here and I figured it was about time we talked again.” Sketchy said as he took a much larger drink of his bourbon, setting the bottle on the ground next to him. “It’s been a while.”

“Yes, yes it has.” She sighed, got up from her desk. “Have you seen Citrus? My daughter’s grown into quite the mare these past few years.” Vodka walked slowly over to him and kneeled down in front of him, looking into his blue orbs as he looked back at her. He shook his head, obviously not in the mood to talk about Citrus. “We haven’t seen each other since,” She looked downward at his crotch and her smile went away. Her pupils trailed off to the side and her voice took a dip. “The last time we met. I know I already apologized to you, but I never got to apologize to him.”

Her hand went to the crotch of his pants, and very gently caressed it. If he had discomfort in the notion, he didn’t show it, but she knew he couldn’t have been in a good position at the moment.

“You know I forgave you when it happened.” Sketchy said, trying his best to stay in character around her but having a hard time.

“Have you, though?” She had a gleam in her eyes, he noticed they were welling up with tears. “We were having so much fun, and I wanted you so badly. I was so turned on and ready for you to fuck my brains out. I got too excited.” Her hand went to her mouth as her eyes clenched shut. Tears made trails down her cheeks. “I cannot believe I bit you.”

Vodka began to sob, and Sketchy, the manly man he was couldn’t deny that his empathy was starting to get the best of him. He sucked it up, though. The sadness in the air fed into his horn and he saved it for later. His hand went to the back of her head and she complied by bringing her head to his chest. Vodka’s arms wrapped around Sketchy and her sobs softened as tears began to absorb into the cotton fabric of his shirt, leaving little stains.

“I’ve been actin’ the fool.” Sketchy whispered to her. “I shoulda talked to you after that, but I was being stupid.” His fingers ran through her hair as she looked up toward him. The older shark mare gazed up at him, tears still wet across her cheeks. “I’m sorry. I should have come back to you.”

There was a long moment of silence. The only sound was the distant thumping of the music beats and the DJ’s voice announcing another dancer to the poles.

Vodka drew in a big sigh and stood up in front of him. She pulled her blouse up over her breasts and pressed them against Sketchy’s face. She squashed her big tits up against his face and rubbed them all over his cheeks.

“I'm going to make it up to you…” She slid her tits down as she leaned into him and met his lips with hers. She slid her tongue all over his and caressed one another. As she undid his pants, he undid hers and let them drop to the ground. She crawled onto his lap with her knees on either side of him.

Sketchy took this moment to caress her nice big yellow tits. He squeezed her areolas and she gasped, jerking her head back. She reached down into his exposed undies and produced his cock out from under them. Vodka began rubbing her pussy all over his big black dick. Her juices smeared all over his knob as her sex pulsed with life.

She grinded her labia against his thick shaft and breathed in a labored fashion. Sketch licked and nibbled her nipple. His hips pushed his manhood against her as she rubbed against him. She grinned at him, knowing he was getting nice and pent up for her. The thought of his hot jizz covering her face only urged her on as she glazed his delicious cock with more wetness.

Without hesitation, as soon as Sketchy got the chance, his dick slid down her opening, and caught onto her honey hole with his glans penis. She yelped in surprise and then let out a long sigh as he pushed his boner deep into her. She started to pump herself up and down on his rod, riding him like a bull.

“Oh! Fuck! Yes! Fuck me! Ohhh! So big!” She felt every inch of his shaft inside of her, filling her to the capacity of her sheathe as she held onto his broad shoulders. “Oh my God! Please! Never stop fucking me! I'm gonna cum so hard! Give it to me!”

He urged himself on, pushing her against the base of his dick as it invaded her sopping wet cunny. As he pushed her down, his hips pushed up against her groin. She started to moan out loud, almost howling as she gasped for breath.

The shark pony mama was sweating all over. Her shark tail flopped up and down like a rag doll. Her eyes gazed into his as they fucked like rabbits. She couldn't help herself, she kissed him deep on the lips. Vodka’s hands caressed his head as her tongue pushed against his and licked all inside of his mouth.

He finally thrust up into her with one big push! His penis tip panged against her cervix with a powerful blow. She was suddenly and deliberately sent into an orgasm that made every part of her tremble and quake as the orgasm ripped through her body like a thunderbolt. The pain was intense but the pleasure flooded her senses as if it was her first time. She bent down, her hands still on his shoulders as the gasped for breath. She found composing herself to be more difficult than she anticipated.

“You alright?” Sketchy asked, his cock still lodged deep inside of her. She nodded, still panting but regaining some semblance of control. He still looked at her, his brow arched upward, and his head tilted.

“I'm fine.” She assured him and leaned her forehead onto his shoulder, starting to breathe through her nose again. “You… uh… caught me off guard there. That was some cunt thrust.” She said, obviously meaning it as a compliment. She cringed a little as she put her hand on her mound and drew in a breath as she rubbed.

He pulled out of her as she stood up. Vodka breathed deep once again, the pain being more than she expected.

“Okay, back up.” Sketchy said as he led her backwards onto her desk. He laid her back and she looked at him with a puzzled expression. He concentrated his hooked magical horn on his forehead. It began to glow a bright green color as he beamed a light down into her crotch.

She suddenly gasped and let out a high note as she felt a burning sensation, followed by a warm, comforting stimulation. The pain washed away with the green light as it washed over her honey hole. She sighed with such magnificent relief as her eyes met his once more. His healing spell ended and he smiled at her.

“Wow, that’ll wake you up in the morning.” She laughed as she touched her pussy lips once again, pressing on them. “That was amazing.”

“Yeah, sorry about that.” As soon as he uttered those four words, she pulled him down to her on the desk. She looked at him, his face inches away from hers.

“Don't you dare apologize! That was the greatest cum ever and your dick is still rock solid.” She thumbed the side of his horse cock and it wobbled from left to right, staying straight as an ironing board. “Now, I want your cum splashed all over my face, drenched in your sperm like I was wearing it as a mask, understand?”

“Y-y-yes ma’am." He stifled some as she pushed him a little bit away from the desk and got on her knees in front of him.

“Good, now let me show my gratitude.” Vodka winked at him as her tongue began to lick his tip up and down, getting him back up toward his maximum hardness. It took no time at all for him to wield his full size erection. She licked her lips of his precum and gorged herself on his giant black nightstick. Her mouth drooled all over it and her tongue whipped along every inch of his dick as precum and saliva dripped from the base of his shaft from her maw.

His breath was becoming labored. She was an absolute professional and he was entirely too sensitive from the fuck session he had just given her to last for very long. Sketchy started to fuck her mouth, amazingly, her mouth took it in and even got the tip of his dick down her throat with no gag reflex.

“Oh, fuck, Vodka. You’re gonna make me cum.” He whispered to her and she hummed her agreement as she started to put more and more suction onto his manhood. His penis began to twitch with vitality and sensation as his eyes closed hard.

She released his dick after the very last twitch and spunk flew from the tip onto her face and brown and white hair. She felt the warm semen splatter her and before she could even enjoy it, there came another large load upon her face. With every flex of his cock, she received his thick white gift, even catching a generous portion of it on her tongue. Her face was painted with the thick ooze. It was delectable and salty. As she swallowed what was in her mouth, she leaned forward and started sucking just the tip of his dick, getting the remainder of his sperm from whatever part didn’t fly onto her.

He shuddered as she sucked on his over-stimulated dick. The sensations after a male orgasm were very fierce but he accepted it anyway. The warm of her mouth and loving care she gave his big man was enough to give him goosebumps.

“Kay, you’re going to my house tomorrow.” She said, her eyes were now closed as his warm cum started to drizzle down from her forehead. Vodka licked some cum from her lips and hummed with approval. “That was not a request, that was an order. Got it?”

“Uh, yee.” He said, then saw that she was motioning toward her desk. He looked back at her desk to see a box of tissues. He picked it up and handed it to her. She started wiping off her eyes, going through sheet after sheet.

“Bring Winter. We’re going to have a wonderful time, and we’re having dinner. Sound good?” She opened her eyes finally, then started wiping down other parts of her face.

“Yeah, I gotcha, Miss V.” Sketchy smiled at her as she finally got the majority of his spunk off of her face and then went up to him with her arms wrapping around his waist. She pressed her lips to his and they shared a nice, long kiss as his arms wrapped around her hips and grabbed her bare butt.

“Citrus will be so happy to see you again.” Vodka put her hands on his cheek and they shared a moment in each other’s eyes. She pecked his lips one more time. “Eight o’clock, don’t be late.”

Sketchy plopped down onto the chair where he sat before, then looked over to see Winter was getting a lapdance by three very nice looking shark ponies of varying colors, which were hard to make out in the dark. While two of them blocked the view of onlookers, one of them got onto her knees and gave his cock, which hung out of the bottom of his shorts, a good long kiss before returning to the lapdance.

“Dude, where you been?” Winter asked Sketchy. The changeling smiled at the unicorn and he chortled a little bit. “Damn! You’re glowing like the fucking sun, bro. You look like you got super laid.”

“Yeah, well, things got better, I guess.” Sketchy shrugged and watched the half naked shark ponies continue to take turns on him. “Gotta tell you, this place has grown on me.”

“You see?” Winter exclaimed. “I knew you’d like it here, Sketch. It’s just a matter of giving this town a chance.”

“I know. All that worrying for nothin’.” Sketchy chortled again. This time Winter simply tapped the side of his own nose. Because the nose knows.