Foalcon Shorts

Sluuuurp. Grk. Gluuuck.

Sandbar moaned out loud and threw his head back against the sofa cushions, his groans of pleasure unhindered as he let loose to show his approval. Down, between his legs and perched on the floor in front of him, a small tan filly with a green beret and matching sash was working away at him.

He had seen her doing her usual routes for months now, carting her little red wagon around Ponyville in an effort to sell cookies to fund their annual camping trip, or some charity or other.

Now, the cute filly who had to be no older than seven or eight was slurping away between his legs, suckling on the tip of his penis and descending down into her throat. From the outside, her neck distended slightly where his cock would be, a testament to just how far she had stretched to take him.

She wasn't about to stop, either. She lowered down until his medial ring was just past her lips to a point where she couldn't go any further. Looking up at him with innocent, adorable gleaming eyes she stared into his soul, simultaneously causing his heart and his dick to throb. It had the desired effect and she swallowed down on him instinctively.

Her throat muscles squeezed and Sandbar placed a hoof on her head, his hinds widening as a surge of pleasure shot through.

"Oh gods, Ginger. How are you so...Nnng...good at this! Ahh!" He curled his hoof around her head as she started to pull back, leaving her wet saliva coating his member. She bobbed her head up and down, mane swaying lightly from the force of her movements, and once again the room was filled with the sounds of messy fellatio.

Sandbar squeezed down the back of her head and let loose a loud moan, bucking his hips and forcing himself deeper than he'd ever been. Ginger Snap gagged and choked but he held her in place as he throbbed. With his vision blurry and his heart racing, he quickly pulled himself back out of her throat with a wet 'pop'. Aiming his stallionhood at her face, he gritted his teeth.

"O-open up! I'm gonna give you a...nnng...big meal!" He arched his back as the first burst shot across her face, coating hot, sticky semen in her fur and mane. It was followed by another, then another as he unloaded. The velocity and speed slowed down and he continued unloading into her open and inviting mouth.

"T-that's it! Good girl. J-just hold it there, okay?" He wasn't finished yet, filling her mouth with his baby batter. Ginger Snap leaned forward and dragged her tongue across the hole at the tip of his cock that was now dilating and still ejaculating.

He began to taper off to small bursts that leaked out, which Ginger promptly licked off. She cleaned off her mane and face with her hooves until she had as much as possible in her mouth. With an 'Aaaaah!' she opened wide to show how much she'd collected on her tongue; certainly, it was a copious amount that caused her to puff out her cheeks.

Satisfied and grinned wide Sandbar scooped her up off the floor and set her on his lap. His member was rapidly shrinking, but still wedged between them as he pulled her close, hooves groping her pert little rump, and he dove in for a kiss.

Their lips met and the teenage stallion wasted little time in sinking his tongue into her mouth to meet hers. Eager for a taste of his own seed from her mouth, he smooshed their noses together and reached out with his tongue...

...Just as Ginger Snap finished hurriedly swallowing it all down. She kissed him back for a few moments, wrapping her tongue around his until his visible disappointment caused them to pull away from each other.

"S-sorry!" Ginger pouted sheepishly. "I just couldn't resist! It tastes so good!"

"C'mon!" Sandbar sat back and gave a roll of his eyes. "I really wanted to try that, you rascal!" Still, he ruffled her mane, showing that she wasn't all bad. She seemed to appreciate that and leaned into his hoof.

Placing her on the sofa next to where he'd been sitting, Sandbar rose to his hooves and stretched his back. On the coffee table, he fished out a couple of bits from a pouch and gave them to her.

"There you go. Ten bits, as requested. I better get back to class before somepony misses me. Good luck selling your cookies!"

Ginger Snap smiled and collected her bits. Hopefully, her next customers would be as generous as he was.