Wallflower's Little Side Business

One would think that selling weed to a bunch of desperate teenagers would be quite the business, but it has getting increasingly stressful.
At first, I was getting more money than expected, but it quickly was spent in improving the garden and merchandise, and after the first two weeks, everyone apparently had no money.
I knew that the economy was getting quite the hit right now, reason for why I started the business to begin with, but apparently, I had drained my consumers dry.
At first they tried to bargain prices, some offering to trade other favors (I had only accepted Twilight´s answers to many of my tests, and Rarity´s offer for a new dress) but it quickly devolved to demand lower prices, or at least that I accept their promise that they would pay later, which was incredibly unlikely.
And the worst part is that even now, no-one knows who the fuck I am!
They only know me as the “girl with the weed”, not even a cool fucking nickname, the bastards.
At least they don’t realize that I grow the weed in the garden, so hurray for their apparent stupidity.
All of this brings me to my current situation; Pinkie Pie, the pink avatar of candy and happiness, trying to take a massive order of weed for a party.
I would wonder what kind of party needs a quarter of my inventory, but judging by the rumors, she could make it work.
I had zoned out of her talking for like twenty minutes by now, and she didn’t seem to be done trying to coerce me to give it for a so low price that it was practically free.

“Come on! Why don’t you come to the party? Don’t you feel lonely here away from everybody?”

That’s it, I’m done.

“For the last time, NO, and if you don’t like it, you can suck my dick!”

“Okay.”

“I’m done with- wait what?!”

I exclaimed while I watched Pinkie getting on her knees in front of my crotch.

“Wait, I was- “

I choked on the words as Pinkie grabbed my dick trough my pants.

“Wow, I thought it was a euphemism, but you are quite packing.”

She started rubbing it slowly with one hand, while the other started lowering the zipper of my pants.

“I don’t really like it. Is kind of a secret,”

I admitted with some shame. I never thought of it as more than an inconvenience, and people would probably freak out if they knew.
Because of that, I never masturbated before.
And because of that, the new experience of someone grabbing and rubbing it was making it hard… to concentrate.

“Nonsense, you have a good meaty friend here,” She said while taking it out of my panties, “although I have seen bigger, you have the perfect size for this.”

She slowly started to lick the tip, giving me a new sensation of pleasure that made it grow and harden until it reached the maximum, and then some.
Pinkie then put her hand around the shaft and started giving it slow and little pumps that made me wonder why the fuck I didn’t try masturbating before.
Pinkie increased her strokes, and her tongue started to explore the length of my member, covering it in her warm saliva.
She then used her other hand to start caressing my balls, which wasn’t as pleasurable, but I didn’t have the mental capacity to give her any criticism.

“I think it’s ready for the main course!”

Exclaimed Pinkie with a cheerful voice.

“Th- the suck- ing?”

I managed to blurt out.

“That’s the next step, I don’t want to overwhelm you.”

She opened her mouth just enough to start to slowly introduce my dick into her mouth.
It felt heavenly. The warm, moist confines of her mouth were giving me all the signals that I would start craving for something like this for the rest of my life.
Once she got enough of my dick inside so I could feel it touching the back of her mouth, she mumbled;

“Leady?”

“I don’t kn- “

She then started sucking with all her might.

“HOLY SHIT! Are you part vacuum or something?!”

I screamed, feeling like she was about to tear my dick off and swallow it.
She took it out of her mouth to speak but kept stroking it with both of her hands.

“Well, you see, the ice cream machine in the shop gets clogged from time to time, so I suck the tube until all the cream gets out, and the cream is so delicious I always swallow it.”

Curse you, you sexy demon!

“Wait, that shouldn’t be possible!”

“Yeah, I get that a lot,”

She said before taking my dick into her mouth again, sending me into another high of ecstasy.
I was getting addicted to this, and her tongue rubbing my dick in every part of my skin made it several times more pleasurable.
My knees started to feel weak, and my brain was constantly being assaulted with waves of pleasure.
Pinkie started going a little faster, making me hold to her shoulders to keep balance.
Then, I started feeling something coming from deep inside my dick and felt like it was coming out with force.

“Pinkie, I think I’m going to- “

Pinkie reacted by taking as much of my dick into her mouth as she could and started sucking with force.
I screamed, digging my fingers in her shoulders, feeling a torrent of cum exit my dick into Pinkie.
The girl didn’t flinch and started to swallow each spurt as soon as they came.
After a couple seconds of intense, never imagined pleasure, Pinkie let my dick free, and swallowed the last load with a quite audible gulp.

“Mmm, not bad,”

She said while licking her lips.
I proceeded to fall on my back, exhausted by the whole ordeal.

“Just take the weed,”

I exclaimed with what little brain capacity I had left.

“No silly, one blowjob is not enough to pay this much.”

She took my half soft dick and started to pump it.

“I will pay you the complete price, and some tip too.”

I tried to object, but as soon as she engulfed my dick again, my mind was lost to the pleasure.

20 minutes later.

“All done.”

Declared Pinkie, rubbing off the cum form her mouth and licking the remains.
She stood up, and I could see that her belly had a little bit of a bump in it.
Just how much did she took form me?

“Ohh, I have a little cum baby!”

She exclaimed poking her stomach with a finger and giving a little burp.

“Sorry.”

She smiled and proceeded to take the weed.

“I will have another order later, maybe I will give you the full service!”

And with that she left, leaving me wondering if my balls were sucked out at some point.
When I finally recovered enough strength to walk, I entered the garden, threw myself over the bags of fertilizer, using them as a makeshift bed, and immediately fell asleep.

I woke up with a still sore dick, and a painful back, but all the stress of the week had been sucked by Pinkie.

“Maybe I will accept that kind of payment from her from now on. It was definitely worth it.”

I walked outside and found Fluttershy waiting in my trading spot.

“Do you want to buy something?”

“Yeah, if you don’t mind.”

“As long as you have the money.”

“Um, Pinkie told me that I could give you a blowjob instead?”

…

“Fuck.”

“Oh, well, I don’t need too much.”

I sighed and put my arms over my face.

This business is starting to suck.