Hooker Housecall Hijinx

On a normal afternoon in Ponyville, a familiar plucky red unicorn was happily whistling to himself while carrying a pizza to his designated job. However he is neither a construction worker or a pizza delivery pony. He is a male entertainer at Flanksworth part time, and as to what he is doing that all started earlier…

“So you want me to hook up with some clients at their houses?” Magma questions. “Something tells me that could be a recipe for disaster, Scorch,” he explains to the current owner and proprietor of Flanksworth.

“No way, it will be perfect and we’ll make lots of bits too!” Scorch points out while underneath his desk one of the strippers is giving him head.

“Okay...but wouldn’t we then be common hookers? And what if one of the clients is cheating and we are then put in danger with a potentially hostile partner?” Magma asks, wondering what the lusty owner has in mine.

“Relax, we make them fill out a form and filter out any problematic things such are coltfriends and husbands,” Scorch reaffirms. “This was all Boner Garage’s idea, right Boner Garage?” Skorch asks the mare underneath his desk who is giving him head, which she responds by sticking her hand into view giving a thumbs up.

“Ughhhhh fine but the second this backfires in any way, I’m not doing it again,” Magma claims.

“Good now head to grrh Sweet Apple Acres and bring a pizza with a hole cut out of the bottom to stick your dick in, then I’ll let you know about your second client,” Scorch grunts as he seemingly is close to orgasm.

“Riiiiight…. I’m gonna go now,” Magma responds awkwardly, backing out of Scorch’s office.

Now back to the present Magma continues to loath the position he is in as a housecall hooker. Especially since Skorch didn’t give him a bit for this pizza either.

“I swear he better pay me back for this,” he grumbles under his breath as he walks up the path to the Apple family farm.

“Let’s see the client is a mare named Applejack, she requested roleplay, she is single but lives with family but they are all not at home for the week,” Magma says to himself reading over the note he was given pertaining to the customer he will be servicing.

In the farm house Applejack the mare in question who was expecting her escort to arrive at any moment now, trying to look as sexy with a slight hint of slutty to her look. She then goes to look outside, spotting a pony carrying a pizza and smiles from ear to ear.

“About time, mama needs some meat!” Applejack states slowly making her way down into the living room.

Outside Magma reaches the porch and knocks on the screen door, while using his magic to cut a hole in the box and pizza to fit his meat into for the convenience of the specified roleplay.

In no time Applejack swings both doors open before greeting the stallion standing there.

“Pizza delivery for one Applejack,” Magma states to her.

“Oh about time, I’ve been starving for this extra sausage pizza,” Applejack mentions in a sultry seductive tone. “And I hope you’d be willing to accept my form of payment as well,” she adds, biting her lower lip and making suggestive poses that accentuate her breasts which all but threatened to spill out at a moment's notice. “Why don’t you come on in,” she invites him in.

He enters and sits on the couch with the pizza box still at crotch level and she joins him on the couch before grabbing the lid and opening.

“Let me just have a looksee first,” Applejack states as she lifts it open to see his big red meatstick semi erect flopping just above the cheesy pizza. “Mmmmm perfect, now for a taste,” she purrs, grabbing his shaft and giving it a few pumps before giving a long tantalizing lick. “Deeeelicious~” she happily coos before beginning to suckle on his blunt headed tip. Magma leans back moaning as she starts giving him a head, with the wafting aroma of both his musk and the freshly cooked pizza flooding Applejack’s nose.

She bobs deeper down his tower of dickflesh, coating it in her saliva, trickling down through the well made hole and landing on his sack. She pops off his cock stroking it and lifting the pizza up and putting it on the table before going back down on him but without sticking her face in the cheesy goodness of the pizza. She continues to go ham on his pole practically choking on it at times to get it nice and slick, her huge melon then spills out of her loose top as she continues to give him head. After a few more minutes Magma feels the mighty need to sheath his meat sword inside her warm passage.

“Fuck, I think this sausage needs to cook a bit more,” he hints continuing the roleplay.

“Mmmm then let’s head upstairs, where I have a nice warm oven,” Applejack says jacking him off so he stays hard before spitting on his dick.

Applejack leads him upstairs wiggling her ass as she walks up each step. Magma is merely left with a pleasant view, stroking his spit shined cock.

They both enter Applejack’s bedroom with her sashaying over to the bed lowering her booty shorts, and wiggling her jiggly rump at him to further entice him and bending over her bed.

“Come on, let’s heat up that big juicy sausage,” Applejack says in a sultry voice, now shaking her ass.

“Can do,” Magma responds, closing the distance being led by his erection and instantly without hesitating buries his boner in her cock garage. Applejack coos with pleasure as he begins working his hips in and out of her, dicking her down properly with meaty smacks echoing throughout the room. Applejack’s knees and pussy quiver from the pleasure she is experiencing biting her lip and digging her fingers into the sheets, squirting her juices along his length and sack soaking them up real good.

Magma continues to grunt, slinging good dick into her, gritting his teeth and grabbing ahold of her hips to help guide his powerful thrusts to hit their mark each time. His twin cum factories begin to churn with his liquid fertility ready to discharge inside her, as he keeps fucking her causing her to reach her own orgasm first. Clamping down on his length squeezing it to try and work out his own orgasm. He then howls and unleashes a thick gooey torrent of spooge deep into her vagina, gluing it shut with the volume of his load causing her to gain a cum belly fast as she passes out of pure bliss and power of her orgasm.

After several minutes he pulls out his cum coated donger letting a cascade of nut butter flow out of her snatch. He decides to go to the bathroom and clean off his little pony, afterwards he closes her bedroom door to let her rest after a good fuck session.

Heading downstairs sitting on the couch he opens the box of pizza and begins eating a slice, leaning back and getting comfortable.

“Huh this maybe isn’t a bad idea,” he comments to himself as he chews.

After saying that he hears the door open and a yellow mare with a red mane done up with a bow enters.

“Wow you’re here already?” she comments. “I just got back from Flanksworth, you folk work fast,” she adds

“What?” Magma asks.