Tags: Foalcon | Blowjob

"A Beast's sexual desires overlap thy own. Shall they present need for sexual exhaustion,
any able bodied mare shall approach and be the source for thou Beast's pleasure, however
it must be achieved." Tenderhoof III, Author of Thy Beast and Thou: A Guide

Autumn Highpaw holds a special role in his tribe. He is the first known offspring between a tribesmare and her Beast. His DNA is a mix of pony and wolf, which has luckily blessed him with an amazing appearance and a perfect balance between his herbivorous and carnivorous wolf heritages, retaining the intelligence of an equine while having the base instincts of both. His body is mostly pony-like, with the exception of his paws, wet nose, and fluffy exterior. He has an omnivorous set of teeth, comprised of mostly flat teeth with the exception of two canines on the top row. He has an immaculate maroon mane reaching down to his shoulders, combed to perfection, along with a short tail of similar color and status. His Ruby colored eyes are all over the place if not occupied by a mare's rear, curious of everything and it's function.

He packs a jet black horsecock beneath his tail, measuring at an astounding twelve inches long at only three years old, along with a pair of large orbs hanging from his sheathe, churning with seed theoretically able to impregnate both mares and wolves. Being a very intelligent hybrid, he understands that he could very well be the start of a new species entirely, and has made it his mission to only gift a mare he truly loves with his seed.

Currently, his eyes are set on a particular pegasus his age. His pony side recognizes the beauty and personality of the filly, while his wolf side has merely glanced at her virgin snatch and marked her as his next mate. She sports a slim, athletic body of pink fur, accompanied by a short lavender mane and tail, kept professionally clean and silky smooth. He continually loses himself in her sparkling emerald eyes, and he could listen to her soft, soothing voice all day, perfectly complimenting her gentle and caring personality.

His mother must've seen the look in his eyes whenever she passes by, so now they were sitting across from each other on his bed. Of course, she was allowed to rest on his pillows.

Suddenly, he felt hooves prying open his thighs, snapping him out of his trance. He looked down with a light blush adorning his cheeks, seeing nothing but the top of her beautiful mane. With no plans to object, he lifted his hooves, pulling them to his chest and allowing her an unobstructed view of his crotch.

"Wow," she gawked softly. He could feel her hot breath on his sheathe as she studied it. "It's way bigger than anypony else's," She praised, softly pawing one of his testes with the soft frog of her hoof. He did not respond, for his mind had been rendered blank from her very forward advances.

"It's growing!" She quietly exclaimed with a cute gasp, softly moving her hoof from his balls to gently hold his soft stallionhood against his belly, attentively watching it grow before it reached full length a small bit past his belly button, then felt as it fully hardened, throbbing every so often against her hoof.

"Golly!" She exclaimed, removing her hoof from his organ and sitting up, pressing herself against him and sandwiching his cock between them. "That's gotta be like... twice as big as my snatch!" she concluded, looking down at his tip with a face of absolute astonishment, watching as a bead of precum formed.

"Can I taste it?" She asked, shooting him a pleading smile as they locked eyes. By this point, his cheeks were glowing, but having been entranced by her innocent curiosity of his tool, he gave a curt nod. She gasped excitedly and gave him a peck on the lips, making him jerk back in surprise and his cheeks even brighter as he felt the lingering taste of her on his lips.

"Thanks, mister!" She happily told him as she scooted back a few times, replacing her hoof on his shaft to hold it up as she bent down, stopping her muzzle centimeters away. Her tongue flicked out and licked up the bead, leaving a light tingling sensation as she swallowed it with a giggle.

She let out an hum of enjoyment before beginning to lap at his tip, licking up and swallowing his precum as it formed. After a few moments, she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around his tip with another hum, making him close his eyes and smile contently as a pleasant vibration washed through his shaft as she suckled, gently resting a paw on her head. Her tongue flicked the underside of his tip, and the sudden wave of pleasure made him involuntarily buck his hips, and she emitted a muffled yelp in surprise, but before she could lift herself off of him, he pushed her down with his paw, shoving her down. He stopped halfway as his tip hit the back of her throat, making her gag, which scared him into releasing her, but she persevered, closing her eyes and keeping his cock inside her, moving her tongue to lick every inch of his meat, covering it in her saliva. Reluctantly, he placed his paw back over her and, following another burst of pleasure as she once again flicked the underside of his tip with her tongue, thrust up, making her gag again as he fully hilted in her face, holding her muzzle to his crotch, before he winced and started to roughly slam his cock into her muzzle over and over again at high speeds as tears formed in her eyes.

He bent over, pressing the side of his muzzle into her side and nuzzling it lovingly as his free paw made its way to her backside and stuck three of his digits into her pussy, making her yelp, before drawing out consecutive moans onto his cock as he drove them in and out of her faster than he fucked her face. He felt her start clenching at his digits, and his hips accelerated, becoming a blur for a few seconds as he sped over the cliff as his tip flared, fully hilting inside her with a guttural groan, his balls tightening as his throbbing shaft spurted rope after rope of his hybrid seed into her as her tiny little wings shot out while she squirted her marecum onto his digits. She kept emitting whimpers of pleasure as he panted while emptying his load into her, bloating her belly a good four inches before he was completely dry.

After a few minutes of recovery, which included furious breathing through her nose, which mainly consisted of his musk, she lifted herself off his crotch, taking a deep breath as his saliva covered cock flopped over before shoving her lips against his, wrapping a hoof around his neck and placing one on the back of his head. He accepted it wholeheartedly, kissing back with fervor as their tongues wrestled, and after nearly a minute of loud smooching, their lips separated with a pop as she backed away, only connected by a single strand of saliva as they locked eyes with each other and panted.

"I love you, Autumn Highpaw." She confessed.

"I love you too..." He trailed off as his face flushed in embarrassment. "W-What was your name again?" Luckily, she giggled, the hand around his neck now placed over her muzzle, before returning as she answered.

"My name is Flower Fall," she replied, hugging him and nuzzling the side of his face. "And i'm glad to be your mate," she finished as he returned the hug and nuzzle, cementing their status together.

Author's Note

new little storyline based off a tribe formed around bestiality, which will actually show up in later chapters

tribe name suggestions in the comments please