Blowjob Cafe

Rainbow Dash's mouth has got you feeling so hot, heat flushing your cheeks and ears as she gives you these incredible sensations you never thought you'd experience from the rainbow-haired speedster. You go for the drink to try to cool off, finding the fizzy liquid nice and cold in the glass. Taking a big gulp, you find it just as sweet as it looked, a flavour that's sort of... vanilla? But with a sort of artificial tang, as well. And the familiar flavour of energy drink. Well, that figures really, given the name. The taste is weird, but a good weird. Weirdly addictive, too, and once you finish that first gulp you pretty soon go back for more. While Dash continues pleasing you with those slow, deep, even bobs of her head, you end up quickly downing the whole glass.

It hits you, hard. You feel your heart rate quicken, conscious of its beating in your chest. Your body floods with energy, muscles tingling with an urge to move that is difficult to resist. If not for the fact that you have a mane six member, or some pegasister's loving recreation of one, giving you a wonderful (if sour-faced!) blowjob, you'd already be out in the street running. Maybe this is what Dash actually feels like most of the time?

You squirm uncomfortably where you sit, as the strange compulsion to do something only gets stronger. The heat in your face hasn't subsided either.
"What was in that drink?"
You get no answer, the girl not even acknowledging your question as she continues the gentle strokes of her mouth unperturbed. With how slow she's going, it seems like she's deliberately teasing you, every movement offering another twinge of exquisite sensation but nowhere near the intensity you'll need to cum. Is this how she's expressing her obvious reluctance to go down on you, refusing to mix things up or at least go at a decent speed to get back at you for having her do this in the first place?

The drink has you just about jumping out of your skin, and every further second of her slow sucking brings more agony than it does arousal. You know you might get in trouble with the cafe for this, but you can't help it, reaching down to grab Dash's head with a handful of hair and start properly working that sexy little mouth of hers back and forth on your own terms.
"Mmnhph!"
She sounds surprised, but she doesn't actually try to stop you. Leaving you free to start enjoying her mouth at a decent speed, not to mention finally give your hyperactive arm something to do. You have her bob quickly over just the first few inches, then quickly switch to deeper movements back and forth, then switch again to really pressing her down onto your thick shaft as far as it seems she can go. Rainbow Dash eventually gags, and you let her rapidly pull back her head to cough and gasp for breath.
"Hey, too deep! What do you think you're... mmmmph!"
Letting her catch her breath was one thing, but you've got no time for conversation here! You pull her right back onto your cock, cutting off the complaint and pushing her good and deep once more, indulging in a little revenge after all her attitude from before. She gags a little, but not so much as the first time, and you don't let her off your dick, instead using your hand to have her sucking quickly on a bit over half your length, no risk of gagging her but really filling up her mouth with your manhood on every thrust you make her give.

It feels amazing, and more grunts and groans occasionally escape your mouth, despite her earlier complaint about you making noise. Rainbow Dash is in no position to complain now, her mouth being made to occupy itself with fucking you at a nice good pace. Or maybe she still is complaining ー it's pretty tough to actually interpret all those cute, muffled sounds she's giving! Yet even still, the sugar and caffeine and taurine in your veins have you uncomfortably buzzing. Your other hand needs something to do, and well, Dash is right there.

"Mmph? Mmmhmmmph!"
She gives a particularly intense muffled sound as you slide down a little in your seat, spread your legs to let your other arm slip down past her head, and start eagerly fondling one of those perky, diminutive breasts of hers. Is this allowed under the cafe rules? In your current state, you're not even thinking about that. You're thinking about how good it feels to just be active in expressing to Dash how cute and sexy it is, how good it is to find that she's not wearing a bra, letting you help yourself to the modest handful of titflesh and give it a good hard squeeze.

The effect is immediate. You seem to have found one of her weakpoints, because the humanised pegasus gives a muffled sound of an entirely different timbre, a moan of obvious arousal. You're inspired to give the already-stiff nipple a few good flicks of your fingers, and then a few pinches once the sensitive flesh has hardened even further under your attentions. Dash moans again, and the erotic sound triggers a rush of arousal for you too, the stark change in attitude brought about by your touches raising your own excitement, as if you aren't already stimulated enough.

Gotta give it to her! To her mouth, to her tits! Gotta cum!
The drink has you losing it, but not so much in a bad way. You just need to make yourself feel good, make her feel good, cum down her throat, and tell the whole world that you did. Soon you've switched hands, making it easier to tease her other breast like you've relentlessly done with the first, but at no point have you given Dash a break. One of your hands has kept her bobbing this whole time, never giving control back to her, treating her mouth like a sextoy as your orgasm rapidly builds. Of course in this state, there's no way you're going to hold back.

"Ngh, that's it Rainbow Dash! Suck it good... 'bout to cum, you hot little thing!"
Sure it's just the caffeine talking, but its voice is loud and clear as you announce to the cafe what's about to happen. Something to feel embarrassed about later, perhaps, because right now all that matters is...
Oooh, now that's an idea.
You fuck her face with rapid, deep strokes, and feel the urge to cum grow. You let it happen, really being rather rough with your maid until your cock's throbbing with the same jittery feeling as the rest of your body, clearly about to explode. You pull out of her mouth, leaving the androgynous girl there panting while you pull down the neck of her maid outfit with one hand, and aim your cock downwards with the other. Painting her sensitive, bra-less breasts with so many good, thick spurts of your sticky cum, jerking your manhood with the hand holding it to encourage out every last drop while you think about how hot it is to cum all over a member of the mane six's tits.

Are you for real? What the hay was that?!
She sounds pissed. Meanwhile, you feel like a pressure valve was finally released, the orgasm drawing away all that excess sexual energy, and regular energy, alike.
"Erm... yeah. I guess all that was probably against the rules, huh? The drink... I mean, something came over me there, it was like I was-"
She cuts off your desperate, hyperactive explanation with a sudden good hard punch to your knee. It really hurts.
"Nahh, I'm just messin' with ya. Told you the drink was a good idea!"
She smirks up at you, and shoots you a wink when you meet her gaze. Oh. That punch was supposed to have been playful. It still fucking hurts. Wait, so she really did like that?

"Anyways, gotta dash, loser. Peace!"

You don't get the opportunity to find out. Instead you just get to watch her disappear, imagining how your cum must be dribbling its way down her chest as she clomps off in her maid outfit's heels, with speed. Then, not soon after you've turned back to your custard tart and started to tuck into it, finding it as delicious as it looks, Twilight Sparkle suddenly sits down next to you.

"Seems like Dash had to go clean up. Have fun?"
"Yeah, but I mean it was weird, like she seemed to not really be into it at all, giving me all these dirty looks and sarcastic comments and then I got a bit carried away and I was, like, pumping her head up and down and touching her tits which I'm not even sure if I was allowed to do but then suddenly she was actually getting into it or like, it seemed like that and actually I came all over her tits and she winked at me like she really did enjoy it but then she just ran off without hardly talking or interacting with me after!"
"Let me guess. Energy booster?"
You nod.
"...figures. You should see me after one of those things!"
You're not sure you even want to try to picture the little nerd all hyped up on that amount of caffeine, and god knows what else goes into the drink.

You are sure you need to give this place another visit, though!