You couldn't believe the words that just came out of the pink horse's mouth. She stood there on your doorstep eyeing you with cheerful anticipation. You gave your exhausted temples a hardy rub as you try to comprehend the ridiculousness of her request.
"You want to what???"
"I want to drink your milk, silly!" Pinkie beamed gleefully, her big stupid grin could light up a black hole.
Yep, you heard it properly that time. No mistake about it. This little pink horse had come out this late in the night to knock on your door so she could "drink your milk".
Your drowsy eyes looked at her, perplexed but mostly annoyed. "Yeah, sure I guess." Looking back into your kitchen you wonder if you have any milk to spare.
"What, did your milk go bad or something?"
Pinkie stifled a giggle before prancing around you and letting herself into your home. Rather rudely if you may add.
"I don't want that kind of milk, dumb dumb~." She spun around rather comically before burring her snout in your boxers. "This is what I'm here for~"
It was like somebody pulled the ground out from under you. Her warm snout nuzzling your bulge through the fabric took you completely off guard. Out of reflex, you push her snout away.
"PINKIE, WHAT THE FUCK?!?!" You shouted in disbelief. Her massive smile only grew impossibly larger as she began to pace around you like a hungry dog. You could see a wild look in her eyes, one of lust and some sort of primal hunger.
"Somepony is super duper musky!" coming from behind you, she nipped at your boxers in a vain attempt to get them off only being stopped by you holding on to them for dear life.
"EAHHHH!!!" You spin around, ripping the thin fabric from her mouth to her obvious disappointment. "Pinkie I swear to God, if this is some sort of prank, its not fucking funny!"
The crazed look in her eye quickly subsided to a more serious one, before she sighed and parked her rear on your floor.
"Fudge. Well that didn't work." Pinkie pouted as she softly ground her hooves into your carpet. "Sorry, but I thought I could be kinda direct about this..." She looked back up at you with her blue apologetic eyes. "Can we talk?"
You stood there partially in shock but mostly in disbelief that those events just took place. She just looked on with that cute look on her face as if she wasn't just trying to burry her nose in your balls. The rollercoaster of emotions combined with the sudden shock of being practically sexually harassed by this pink mare retards your response. Gathering yourself you clear your throat before responding to her inquiry.
"Y-yeah, I guess we can talk. But you try something crazy like that again, I'm throwing you out on the street."
Pinkie beamed at your apparent forgiveness, before comically saluting you. "Okie dokie lokie!"
Taking a deep breath in an attempt to calm yourself after... that. You watched as the eccentric party mare slightly bobbed in place, her cute dopey smile doing a little to calm your nerves.
"Alright... So what the hell was that all about?" Closing the still agape front door, you stumble over to your kitchen where you leaned up against the counter. Pinkie loitered in the small central room of your tiny apartment, eying you from over the counter which divided the two areas.
Pinkie paused for a moment, as if to formulate in her head the best way to proceed about this touchy subject. "Soooo..." She picked herself up and pranced over to the kitchen. "You know what I love more than anything?" She looked up at you again with those big cyan eyes.
You snort, bemused. "Cocaine?"
She paused in confusion. "What?"
You chuckle and rub your brow. "Forget it- its a joke."
Her eyes lit up. "OOOOH! Is that like one of your human jokes?" She was so excited to add another foreign joke to her mental compendium.
You sigh in frustration, it was far too late at night for her antics. "Yeah, sure. Don't worry about it."
Realizing that she was on a tangent, Pinkie chuckled nervously. "Yeah. Umm..." She looked as if she was chewing her own words, trying to figure out what to say.
"I guess it's probably one-hundred times better if I just come out and say it- 'Cause there really isn't a gentle way to go about this. I mean you're a stallion and I'm a mare, and I can't just-"
Steadily your patience grew thin. "Pinky, its late as hell."
She snapped out of her stupor. "Right, right." She took a deep breath to once again reset her train of thought.
"I want your cum."
You stared at her, giving a moment for her words to process in your mind.
"Get the fuck out of my house, Pinkie."
"NO NO NO, WAIT!" She jumped in front of you before you could walk out of the kitchen.
"I've never had human cum before!" She spun around as you side stepped past her.
"I was just so curious! And, and..." As you reached for the door she bolted back to your side.
"You've seemed so lonely ever since you got stuck here. I don't see you outside of your job at Sweet apple acres anymore, not even at the bakery." She blocked the door with her hind leg as you went to open it. "I've never seen you with another mare, or anypony who could be your special-somepony, so I felt really super duper bad about it- I figured I could give you some company."
There was some truth in that. The last several months being stranded in Equestira have been somewhat harsh on your psyche. You'd been coming to terms with the fact that you may very likely never see another human again let alone someone you could call a partner. You looked down at the pink mare, her signature puppy eyes assaulting your emotions with guilt.
Another more scandalous thought entered your mind. Maybe... A little fun with this crazy mare wouldn't hurt. However you remained hesitant.
"Pinkie, I-"
"Pretty Pwease? With a cherry on top?" She fluttered her puppy eyes at you, going all in on her little stunt. You ran your fingers through your messy hair, still unsure of your decision.
You looked over at the oven digital clock- twelve AM midnight. Technically you had off from work today. You pondered her promiscuous proposition some more. Was this something you were going to regret? Pinkie was notoriously bad at keeping secrets. But why would this need to be a secret? Is it illegal for two consenting adults to fornicate? what business is it to anyone else? Shoot, If anything you deserve it considering all of the bullshit you went through getting stranded here. Yeah, you know what? You totally deserve to get your dick wet right now. The fact that up until now, these mares haven't been crawling over each other for your alien cock, slightly offended you.
Once again your more reasonable side takes over your internal argument and tones back the fantastical nature of your thoughts.
"Shit dude." You pause one more time just to make sure that you are serious about the potential events that would unfold from your decision. Eventually you give in to your own sexual anticipation. "I guess we could fool around for a little bit, but just hold on-" You were cut off as the pink party pony tackled you to the ground.
"Oh thank you, thank you, thank you! I knew you wouldn't say no!" Squealing in delight, Pinkie once again barraged your mind with a torrent of words, most of which you didn't even register. You give her a light shove, one that she barely even noticed, as you get back up to your feet. The mare hopped about the door mat in excitement which you had to admit was slightly cute, but still rather annoying.
You still felt uneasy however, its been quite some time since you have gotten some action. Up until literally just now, you weren't even sure these innocent equines had the same concepts of sexual activity as you did. But to say that there wasn't a spark of anticipation growing in your chest just from the thought of having something soft, wet, and warm to hump after so long- would be a lie. You actually found yourself experiencing butterflies in your stomach as Pinkie incoherently rambled away.
"Look- look, Pinkie-" taking a knee you grabbed the small horse by her sides to keep her still. "We can do this, but just... Be cool, okay?" She met your somewhat tired gaze with a look of absolute excitement, but after a moment she took a deep breath and attempted to relax.
"Right, cool. I can be cool. Cool as Ice-" Pinkie began to stammer as you stood back up and motioned towards your quaint living room sofa. It wasn't until now that you realized that you two had been putting on a scene in near darkness, with only the overhead from the small kitchen sink light illuminating the little apartment. Plopping down on the sofa you looked on at the rambunctious mare as she still mindlessly stammered away about her coolness.
"So..." You patted the sofa cushion next to you, breaking her train of thought. "You wanna come sit down?"
Strikingly hesitant at first, Pinkie strode into your living room and hopped up on to the furniture. You realized just how small the little pony was. She was probably no more than a hundred and fourty pounds and that was a very generous estimate. Not that you dwarfed her, but at two hundred and thirty six you were certainly a "big guy". Not that you were fat, no no. You were just big framed, though you had put on some modest muscle mass from working at the farm with Apple Jack. You briefly thought how easy it would be for you to pick her up in your arms. Either way, you could tell that her initial wave of confidence was beginning to give way to her own nerves, if her lack of incoherent rambling was anything to go off of.
"So did you have anything in particular you wanted to start off with?" Her eyes kept darting around the dim room, back to you, and back to some other dark corner.
"heh- heh. Yes so... I guess, we um..." She gulped. Clearly she hadn't thought this all the way through, maybe because she didn't think she'd get this far. Honestly it was amusing.
Not wanting to miss the opportunity to finally get laid after so long you decided to take the lead, but mostly to help her relax. You brought the hand that was resting above her on the couch up to the side of her head, just behind her ear and started rubbing her head with your digits. The effects of your administrations was almost immediate as she instantly melted into your hand.
"Oh, wowzers... Those claws of yours..." She closed her eyes in soothing pleasure as she leaned into your hand.
"Fingers, Pinkie. Fingers." You smirked at the reaction your digits evoked from the small horse, though she clearly paid your grammatical correction no mind.
"O-okay yeah, let me just... Enjoy this for a minute." You could of sworn she started purring, but maybe that was the sleep depravation playing tricks on you. Either way, you didn't really mind petting her like that. In all honesty it was sort of cute watching her melt away like this.
"So I've been really curious about..." She paused briefly as you scratched a sweet spot behind her ear. "C-curious about your baby batter."
You raised an eyebrow. "My jizz?"
"Y-yeah you big dummy..." Though you were sure she was thoroughly enjoying your fingers, she gently pulled away to get a better hold on her thoughts. "I'd really, really, really, like to see what your cum tastes like."
Well that certainly wasn't a sentence you thought you'd ever hear out of a woman's mouth, let alone pinkie pie. Nonetheless, you were still perplexed by this mare's apparent obsession with your seed.
Stifling a chuckle you inquire on the mare's odd request.
"What are you like a cum connoisseur or something?" That got little a giggle out of her.
"Hehe, that's a super good one... But yeah, I guess you could say that." She pawed at the cushion below her still obviously shy about her current predicament.
"I just like the taste, and how it fills my tummy up. I suppose you can say it's a dirty, guilty pleasure of mine." She looked up back at you, cyan eyes sparkling in the dim early morning light.
And who were you to judge her for her dirty little kinks?
"Okay... I can go along with that. I've seen worse shit back home." She sat there happily and smiled up at you, just enjoying your company. However the silence between you two was starting to grow stale. You rub the back of your head, unsure of how to proceed.
"Sooooo... Do you like, want me to rub one out or something?" You were taken by surprise by Pinkie's outrageous gasp.
"And let you do the fun part? Heck no, dummy!"
Pinkie bounced off the couch, the excitement returning to her little body before she came to a rest on the floor between your legs. She eyed your boxers as if she was silently asking permission to do what she originally came here for. You hadn't realized until now that your member had already begun stiffening up with the bulge already quite noticeable.
Pinkie motioned her snout towards your bulge, eagerly awaiting your response. Silently you gave her a nod.
That colossal smile returned to her face as she enthusiastically berried her snout into your crotch, her hot breath tickled your privates as she took multiple long huffs of your junk. Clearly she was enjoying your scent, you hadn't showered after work last night and your private parts must have been extra musky from the built up stress and sweat. You decided to sit back and allow her to indulge herself in your musk as she took inhale after inhale.
"OoOoOoOoooh..." Pinkie looked up at you with those hungry eyes from before, snout still firmly planted in your bulge. "You smell soooooo... gooooood..."
Before you could comment on your own cock stank, she was already nipping at the waist band, the butterflies in your stomach making their presence known once more.
"Hey listen Pinkie, just take it easy okay? Its been a minute or two since I've preformed so if you could just-" You were cut off by the sight of your own girthy cock flopping out of its fabric encasement. Pinkie stared on in awe at your Johnson, in obvious wonder at its alien appearance.
"So that's what it looks like..." She eyed your tool like it was a chocolate cake, fresh out of the oven. "Its so big! And the tippy top is so round!" She was practically salivating at the sight of your manhood. You smirked, you weren't one to toot your own horn but you sure were prideful over the reaction you cock elicited from the mare.
It wasn't long before the mare shoved her snout back into your crotch, your musk unfiltered by your boxers. She berried and nuzzled her nose into the base of your cock huffing hungrily at your scent. Letting your head fall back you sighed a deep breath you didn't even know you were holding and unwound as this musk hungry horse indulged in your scent. Your cock was at its full length now, standing fully at attention as Pinkie huffed your scent.
"Your smell..." Pinkie couldn't stop herself from taking another hit. "Its sooooo, thick..." She had wrapped her forelegs around your thighs in an effort to bring herself closer to the epicenter of your musk.
You smirk at her statement. "If you think that the smell is good." You lean down and take her by the chin with your hand, guiding her head close next to yours and you whisper into her twitching ear.
"Just Imagine how it tastes~"
Pinkie shuddered with excitement as your cock brushed up against her furry chest. She dove back down to waste level and went back to ogling your dick, taking in all of its veiny features. Your dick wasn't huge, especially by human standards. If anything you were just slightly above average, but it was enough to cover Pinkie's face. She took one last good inhale of your musk, eyes fluttering in apparent ecstasy.
Pulling back, she allowed your cock to flop back down, now pointing directly at her mouth. A small bead of precum leaked out from your head. You were ready to have those plushy horse lips around your cock. She looked back up at you one last time before she passed the point of no return.
"C-can I please have your milk, Anon?"
You chuckled. "Sure, Pinkie. drink as much as you'd like."
Preparing yourself for some head, you leaned yours back and closed your eyes. Shit, you wished you had some pot right now. Times like this would be a thousand times better stoned. You wondered if you could get pot around here, maybe Zecora might sell something similar. You'd have to make some time to go out and che-
"SCHLOOORP!"
Your eyes violently shoot open. "Oh fuck! Holy shit!"
snapping your head back up, you witness perhaps the greatest sight you've ever seen.
Pinkie, without much effort had completely bottomed out on your cock.
The feeling was absolutely insane, you were easily a quarter way down her throat and you could feel every twitch and spasm of her muscles. This bitch mustn't have had a gag reflex because she just vacuumed up your cock like a god damned pro. She looked up at you with half lidded eyes, clearly enjoying having her mouth packed full of cock. Drool practically poured out from the edges of her mouth as she smashed her tongue against the base of your cock indulging in the salty, musky taste.
You couldn't look away from the perfection that was pressed up against your crotch and before you could even think about pulling out, she once again wrapped her fore hooves around your thighs keeping your cock firmly trapped in her gullet.
You bit your lip. "Jesus Christ, Pinkie! Where the hell did you learn to-"
"GULP."
You lost the words from your mouth as the pink party pony swallowed on your cock. You could feel the muscles in her throat bunch up at the mid point of your cock, and tightly slide down its length to the head before continuing on to her stomach. Any of the few reservations you had about receiving oral from a horse were completely obliterated as your cock was literally milked by Pinkie's throat.
"GULP... GULP... GULP... GULP... GULP..."
Pinkie was working your cock entirely with her throat muscles. She closed her eyes in concentration, not backing off an inch from your cock.
You had thrown your head back in total ecstasy. Not even the tightest human pussy you've experienced could come remotely close to the throat job Pinkie was blessing you with. You typically weren't a moaner, but as of now, you were fucking singing.
"GULP... GULP... GULP..."
You gritted your teeth and bucked like a colt as Pinkie milked you with her immaculate throat job. You watched in total pleasure and awe at how the little pony swallowed your cock at a steady pace and without even the slightest discomfort.
"GULP... GULP... GULP..."
"Oh, fuck! Pinkie wait, I can't-" You were cut off by another hardy "gulp" as her throat muscles slid down your length like a vice grip. Not even a full minute in to this mythical blow job, you could feel yourself reaching the edge. You gripped the edges of the couch cushions, desperate for anything at all to brace yourself against between gulps.
"GULP..."
"Shit, Pinkie don't you-"
"GULP..."
"Fuck. D-don't you-"
"GULP..."
"Don't you n-need to bre-"
"GULP..."
You had given up trying to inquire about the status of Pinkie’s oxygen supply as she seemed to happily gulp away at your cock.
"GULP... GULP... GULP..."
"P-Pinkie, I'm go-"
"GULP..."
"I-I-I'm gonna-"
"GULP..."
"F-fuck, I'm-"
"GULP..."
You couldn't even spit out another word before the strongest orgasm you've ever had began to flood over your body. Pinkie opened her eyes and backed off your cock just enough for the first rope of cum to shoot directly into her awaiting maw. She looked up at you with those perfect cyan eyes as you launched rope after rope into her plush mouth. Her cheeks puffed out as she was determined not to lose a single drop of your cock milk. Your orgasm was long, the longest its ever been in your life, and as your cock pulsed away happily in her pillow like mouth she hummed a tune, as if this shit was business as usual for her.
With an audible "pop" she pulled away from your still throbbing cock, cheeks filled with cum. You watched on as she lifted her head up and let you observe the cum drain from her mouth and down to her stomach with several sizeable lumps.
"GULP... GULP... GULP..."
It was a visual reminder of where your cock had just been and what had been milking it. With a comically long exhale Pinkie took a moment to catch her breath before addressing you.
"Your milk is-..."
She took another breath.
"IS SO YUMMY!"
She could barely contain herself as she bounced around the floor savoring the after taste of your thick spunk. You on the other hand were nowhere near as energetic. Shit, you were just about ready to pass out as you lay motionless and splayed out on your sofa.
You dipped in and out of consciousness as the the faint pink blur bolted around your vision.
"I want more!" were the last audible words you heard before you felt your softening cock slip back into her eager maw, her hooves wrapping around your thighs once more.The final sounds that could be heard before you passed out from exhaustion were the incredible gulping noses of this milk-thirsty mare.
"GULP... GULP... GULP..."
"GULP... GULP... GULP..."
"GULP... GULP... GULP..."
Author's Note
If this story gets enough traction, I'll maybe write a second chapter or perhaps a sequel.
Thanks.
