Riding him like a rented mule. (Silverstream on Gallus.)
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Riding him like a rented mule. (Silverstream on Gallus.)
Professor Fluttershy flapped her wings, hovering at the front of the classroom, a piece of chalk in her mouth. Line after line elegant cursive covered the classroom's chalkboard.
Silverstream took notes furiously on her scroll, craning her neck to try to see around Fluttershy's butt. With a glance to her left, she noticed that Gallus wasn't taking notes. "Hey!" she hissed. "Hey, Gallus! This will be on the test!" She tapped a claw against his still-blank scroll.
Gallus was staring at Fluttershy. Silverstream followed his gaze.
He was staring at Fluttershy's bottom. Fluttershy pitched forward, her head going down and her butt going up, tail flipping up over her back, in order to write low on the chalkboard, and accidentally exposing her vulva to the class.
Silverstream rolled her eyes. Fifty ponies a day nonchalantly raised their tails in front of Gallus. Why was Professor Fluttershy distracting him so badly?
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Silverstream cocked her head. What was that noise?
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There it was again. "Gallus, do you hear that?" she whispered.
Gallus blushed and gripped the edges of his desk, talons scratching the polished wood.
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Fluttershy dropped the chalk and turned around, landing just in front of the chalkboard. Her ears perked up.
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"Gallus?" Fluttershy asked, her voice soft. "Do you need to go to the stallion's room and deal with that?"
Silverstream's eyes got wide and she bent her neck to look under Gallus's desk.
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"Oh!" Silverstream said, pointing a claw at him and raising her voice for the whole class to hear. "His boner is thwapping the underside of his desk!"
Gallus's blush turned a brilliant crimson.
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Silverstream continued, "Good thing this school is new and there's no gum stuck under the desks yet. That would be a sticky situation!"
Gallus buried his face in his claws.
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Fluttershy walked around the long teacher's desk at the front of the classroom and approached Gallus. "Gallus, you're disrupting the class. Please go to the stallion's room and deal with that."
"...no," Gallus whispered around the claws that cupped his face.
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Fluttershy's ears and tail went straight up. "I'm sorry?"
"No, I can't." Gallus lowered his hands. "I'm sorry, but masturbation is a sin against Guto the Great's memory. The Forty Seventh Book of Guto, Chapter Seven, Verse three: 'Let Griffs be strong in battle and stronger in the sack'."
"That doesn't say 'no clawing off,'" Smolder observed, with the relevant gesture.
"It's a matter of interpretation. Clawing off is a sin. Much like catching a fish on bait made from its own kind is a sin; like cooking scones on a holy day is a sin; or eating a songbird from a birdfeeder is a sin."
Fluttershy blinked. "Well, we respect all our student's culture at this school."
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"But," Fluttershy said, putting a hoof on his shoulder, "you are disrupting the class."
"I apologize?" Gallus tried.
Fluttershy gave a smirk worthy of Rainbow Dash. "It's fine, we can use this as a teachable moment. Please go to the front of the classroom."
"What?!"
"Please," Fluttershy repeated, using a wing to gesture toward the front.
Gallus slid from his chair and slinked to the front, his boner bouncing with his steps.
Fluttershy followed him, turned to the class, and raised her tail, pointing her backside at him once again. His ballsack clenched tighter to his belly and his pupils went wide as he stared at her pussy. "Now," Fluttershy said, "for an impromptu but important 'kindness' lesson. Who can guess what it is?"
Silverstream's claw shot up a fraction of a second before Yona and Smolder got their hoof and claw up.
"Yes? Silverstream?" Fluttershy asked.
"When your friend has an awkward boner and doesn't want to claw off, you should ride him like a rented mule—no offense—"
"None taken," called Molly Mule from the back, her voice clearly offended.
"—until his boner is gone?"
"Yes, exactly!" Fluttershy nodded, her tail bouncing up and down and Gallus's jaw dropping open as he stared at Fluttershy's pussy. "Since you answered the question correctly, Silverstream, would you care to demonstrate?"
Silverstream gave a raptorial screech of joy and bounded out of her seat, clean over Ocellus, and landed, arms reaching around Gallus to engulf him into a hug.
Instead of a hug, however, she used her momentum to turn it into a wrestling move and heaved him up and onto his back on the teacher's desk. His air rushed out of his lungs with an "Oof!"
Twilight, summoned as if by magic, poked her head in from the corridor. "Are you teaching a friendship lesson?"
"Friendship with benefits," Smolder called.
"The 'awkward boner' lesson," Fluttershy intoned in a very official voice.
"I remember that one!" Twilight said happily. "Fluttershy, Dash, and I needed three tries each to fix Big Mac's boner that one time. I limped for a week, and that was before I had wings, so I couldn't fly instead of walking!" She disappeared, closing the door behind her.
"As you all can see," Fluttershy said, pointing a hoof at Gallus's raging boner, which pointed vertically at the ceiling, "he's not as big as Big Mac—"
"Oh come on!" Gallus shouted.
"—but still quite well endowed. Ponies? Notice the leonine-like penis. Narrow at the tip, broad at the base. Silverstream, are you wet enough to start or do you need some foreplay?"
"Foreplay," she said.
"Start by giving him fellatio," Fluttershy said, "and I can give you cunnilingus to get you ready."
Silverstream blinked. "What?"
"Give him a beakjob and she'll eat you out," Molly translated from the back.
"Hey, hey, no, wait," Gallus said. "I didn't consent—"
"Oh!" Silverstream clapped happily and climbed halfway onto the table, planting her elbows between Gallus's rear legs, her own back hooves planted on the floor. She raised her tail.
"Stop stop stop! I'm not okay with thiiiiissss..." Gallus said.
Silverstream licked his ballsack.
"Oh!" Gallus moaned. "Oh!" His body shuddered as she used her tongue to pull his left ball into her beak. She bit down, ever-so-gently, on it, giving the tiniest hint of pressure and scratched his belly floof with the talons of her left claw.
Silverstream's razor-sharp beak carved furrows in the puppy-soft fur of his ballsack, but she was careful not to hurt him or break the skin. After all, that would end the fun early! Don't want that!
She moved to his right ball, now nibbling it, and wrapped a claw around the head of his cock, massaging up-and-down.
"Don't stimulate his glans," Fluttershy advised. "Massage his shaft only so he gets frustrated, not relief."
"Oh come on!" Gallus shouted again.
Silverstream gripped tight on his shaft, moving her grip slowly up and down near the base, and nibbled his ball more firmly. His cock was fully erect, but the soft skin slid easily up-and-down over the granite-hard core. Gallus's body shuddered and his wings flippy-flapped against the desk.
Releasing his ball and stretching her neck, Silverstream moved her nibbling to the base of his shaft, where it met his ballsack. He moaned and she felt the powerful throbbing of his cock through her tongue.
At the same instant, a hot breath blew across Silverstream's own private place as Fluttershy leaned in. "Now, class," Fluttershy said, "Everycreature should know how to perform cunnilingus. Or 'eat pussy,' if you prefer. You never know when a friend will need you to wing-creature them on zero notice."
Pens scratched on scrolls as the class took notes.
"Professor Fluttershy?" Molly Mule asked. "What if I'm not gay?"
"It's an important skill to have," Fluttershy reiterated. "Most of us straight mares—or mollies, like you—are just two or three hard ciders away from grazing on fertile fields."
"I guess a mule has to take what she can get," Molly grumped. "Seriously? Anycreature? I'm not picky."
The class was silent. Molly pouted.
"Cunnilingus," Fluttershy repeated. "Eat pussy. Graze fertile fields. Eat seafood under the dock. Sit under the dock of the bay. Snoot the honeypot."
"Literally nocreature can make a mule pregnant," Molly interrupted. "I won't make you wear a condom!"
The silence continued. Fluttershy then kept on with her monologue: "Canyon yodel. Go downstairs to the buffet. Order a genital slurpee. Nose-plow the back acres. Be a pirate of the—"
"I can't have puberty!" Molly shouted plaintively, waving her forelegs in desperation. "It'd be like boning a CMC but without going to jail."
The silence became, somehow, even deeper. It even silenced Fluttershy.
Eventually, Smolder said to Molly, "Smaug's Cave, dude."
"Blowing smoke up Smaug's cave!" Fluttershy nodded. "Thank you, Molly. I'll add that to my list."
Molly hung her head and let her long, floppy ears cover her eyes.
A male voice was heard whispering, "Wait? Jail?"
"Start with the areas outside the labia," Fluttershy said, and licked the crease between Silverstream's left thigh and her pussylips. Silverstream squawked, her feathers floofing out. The sensation of Fluttershy's hot, soft tongue dragging through her fur, against the grain, so close to her pussy was insane! Silverstream's legs shook and her wings flexed. She fought the instinct to bite down to hold her own noises in, lest she hurt Gallus.
Grabbing Gallus's cock in both claws, she pointed it vertically and opened her beak wide. She looked left, at the class, and made eye contact with Molly, who was now rubbing her own clit furiously with both forehooves while staring at Silverstream.
Silverstream swallowed once, twice, the same motions she used to gulp down wriggly eels on the reefs of home, and Gallus gasped as her sharp beak scraped down the soft skin of his shaft, his cock disappearing into Silverstream's gullet. His narrow-at-the-tip cock went down easily, compared to the hippogriffs or ponies she'd given beakjobs to in the past.
"Hey, now!" Gallus cried.
Silverstream used a needle-like talon to prick his ballsack. He grew still and compliant.
"Excellent breath control, Silverstream," Fluttershy called from under her tail. "Now, class, after licking and teasing around the labia, move to licking between the labia..."
Silverstream's eyes crossed and fireworks went off in her skull, like the show Trixie had put on after the jury acquitted her on all charges. Fluttershy's warm tongue waggled up and down, between her pussylips, and pressed into her channel. Her own eyes crossed and only the need to breathe reminded her she had Gallus at a disadvantage. Making eye contact with Smolder—whom she knew had a crush on Gallus—she lifted her head up again, backing off Gallus's cock. She closed her beak, just a little more, so that its razor edges scraped more firmly against him. He shook like a hairless Abyssinain in a Whinnyapolis winter.
He also got even harder, making her struggle to extract his stiffness from her gullet. The danger seemed to arouse him, eh? Make a mental note of that and tell Smolder. Maybe Gallus would like fire-play...
With a pop, she extracted his length from her gullet and his tip filled her beak. She ran her tongue around the ridge of his glans and massaged his balls with the palm of her left claw. A salty, bitter drop of pre-cum hit her tongue and she fought against a cough.
"Now, finally, class," Fluttershy said, her voice muffled by Silverstream's feathery tail, "since I'm not trying to bring Silverstream to completion, but instead just get her ready to ride Gallus like a rented mule—no offense—"
Molly rubbed her clit harder.
"—I'm not going to suck Silverstream's clit, but instead just nibble and lick it a little to get her to a high peak of excitement without giving her relief."
Silverstream turned her head, Gallus's cock popping out of her beak. "Wait, what?"
Fluttershy's front teeth gently nibbled the thick hood of Silverstream's clit, preventing it from winking or retreating, and then her tongue brushed the tip of the engorged sensitivity.
Silverstream gave a wordless shout. Gallus gasped as Silverstream unconsciously clenched his balls in her left claw.
"Sorry," Silverstream said, releasing his balls. "Professor? I'm ready to kindness Gallus now."
Fluttershy released her nibble on Silverstream's clit. Silverstream leaped up onto the desk and landed, straddling Gallus.
"Okay, we're good," Gallus said, trying to ride. "I think Guto will forgive me if I claw off just this once! I'll go to the stallion's room—"
Silverstream pressed down on his shoulders, forcing his back flat to the desk, and dug her claws into the wood of the surface, locking him in place.
"Oh," Gallus said.
Silverstream lifted her hips up until her pussy hovered just above Gallus's erection. Fluttershy leaned forward and tilted her head, grabbing gently around his cock with her lips to steady it.
Silverstream lowered herself gently. His erection was too hard to make it bend and the narrow point of his cock pressed just to the left of her opening, against the cleft between her left thigh and her labia.
With a wiggle of her hips, she smeared her soaking-wet lips back and forth across his tip. Her labia were so engorged that any touch seemed to light a fire in her belly. Silverstream closed her eyes and her tail trembled.
Fluttershy, still holding his cock vertical with her lips, gave a small, impatient grunt.
"Right, right, Professor." Silverstream lowered her hips enough to take his tip and the first quarter or so of his shaft.
With Gallus's cock firmly captured inside Silverstream, Fluttershy let go of him and took a step backwards. "Now. We have penetration. Who knows the next step?"
Every hoof and claw went up. Except Molly's, because her hooves were still vigorously rubbing herself off.
"Ocellus?" Fluttershy asked. "Yes? What comes next?"
"She lays her eggs inside his body cavity and then bites his head off, leaving the carcass as sustenance for her brood."
The guy sitting nearest her fainted, falling out of his chair.
Fluttershy blinked. "N-no..."
"Professor!" Silverstream shouted. "I'm too horny to let you try to educate Ocellus about how mammals work."
"Very well. Please demonstrate."
Silverstream closed her eyes and lowered her hips. She was definitely soaking wet! Gallus's tip slid into her, filling her, sending shivers of pleasure all through her. She loved the feeling of that first thrust, taking a new cock for the first time, filling up her channel. Honestly, why hadn't she fucked Gallus months ago?
She took him in entirely, lowering herself to sit across his hips. He filled her but wasn't quite long enough to poke the bottom of her womb, thank Aunt Novo, since his pointy tip would probably have hurt and leave her sore tomorrow.
Her claws dug into his shoulders and Gallus gasped and squirmed, the movement underneath her making his cock shift left and right deep inside her. A bead of sweat rolled down the back of Silverstream's neck and she breathed out through her beak as the pleasure built.
"Silverstream?" Fluttershy said. "You're drawing blood."
Her eyes popped open and she looked at where she was grabbing Gallus. "Oh! Oh, sorry!" Her talons had pricked the skin of his shoulders in several places. She let go and wrung her claws in front of her chest in consternation. "Want anal as an apology?"
"Analpologies!" Fluttershy gasped. "That's a great friendship lesson! I'll suggest it for Pinkie's syllabus, because... ahem. Never mind."
"I don't want anal. I want to get up and go claw off in the bathroom in private," Gallus said, and bucked his hips to try to knock her off.
The upward movement of his hips wasn't enough to knock Silverstream clear, but it was enough to push his cock another half-inch into her. She gasped as the intensity built inside her, the taper of his cock pressing more firmly against her g-spot and his pubic bone hitting her clit. More sweat broke out and a drop rolled down her beak.
"Lift up your hips, Silverstream," Fluttershy said. "Gallus, if you try to escape, you get an 'F' for the day."
"I'll give Gallus my 'F'!" Molly Mule shouted from the back.
"Molly, seriously," Smolder said.
"'F' for 'fuck'," Molly explained.
"We know," chorused the class.
"Want me to grow a giant ovipositor and settle Molly down?" Ocellus asked.
"I'm not that desperate." Molly's rubbing of her own clit reached a crescendo and she gave a large, strong-smelling squirt of pussy juices across her chair and onto the floor.
Silverstream pumped her hips up-and-down twice, taking Gallus in short, sharp thrusts, more waves of pleasure throbbing through her pussy, her clit engorging, before complying with Fluttershy's command. She lifted her hips up until only Gallus's tip was inside her.
Fluttershy pointed a wing at the length of his cock. "Notice how slick and wet Gallus is." She licked the underside of his cock, from his balls up to Silverstream's labia, then smacked her lips. "This is because I ate out Silverstream so effectively. Good cunnilingus skill is an important aspect of friendship. Homework: all of you, eat some pussy in the dorm tonight."
Pens scratched on scrolls.
Smolder raised her claw. "I have a cloaca."
"Close enough," Fluttershy said.
"I have fangs," Smolder continued worriedly.
Yona frowned. "Yak more worried about dragon fire burps. Wool flammable."
"I'll risk it," said Citrine Spark. "I'm cloaca-curious."
She and smolder bumped hoof-to-claw. Yona pouted.
"Professor?" Silverstream said, her voice shaky, "I'm really horny. Can I please just ride him like a rented mule now? No offense."
Molly hugged her desk, head down and panting, her inner thighs now soaked, long ears askew, and gave no response.
"Ride him like a Wonderbolt on a rollercoaster," Fluttershy said, and gave Gallus's cock one last lick.
Silverstream grabbed Gallus's ribs, just below his wings, but was more careful of her talons this time. She grinned down at him and Gallus said, one last time, "I still want to go claw off—"
Silverstream dropped her hips, hard, slamming her entire weight down and taking his full length in a single motion.
"—oh!" Gallus shouted.
Leaning forward, Silverstream rubbed her beak against his and started pumping her hips. His tongue probed out and met hers and they kissed—the awkward, hard-beaked kiss of two 'griffs—and she desperately rutted him.
Silverstream concentrated on the sensations in her belly and pussy as she took his cock in and out. Every stroke filled her, the taper of his cock starting with a gentle spreading of her opening and then suddenly full as the width of his base entered. Every stroke sent shots of pleasure through her, and then as she lifted her hips, a wave of forlornness washed over her as his cock retreated. Then she slammed back down, and his thickness drove the forlornness away again.
Silverstream squinched her eyes shut, letting the sensations of his cock and of their kissing fill her. Even the class was quiet, barely breathing, as they watched her rutting him.
His kissing grew desperate, his tongue wrapping around hers and pulling it into his own beak. She tasted him and heard the wet slapping as her pussy juices soaked their crotches. She pounded him harder, faster, and she felt his cock growing even larger as his own orgasm rose.
Something deep inside her belly released and she started cumming, every muscle in her belly clenching in time and her pussy squeezing on his cock. She drove her hips down, taking him fully in, and dug her beak into the side of his neck, nibbling his shoulder. Silverstream kept pressing her hips down harder, even though she was sitting fully across his hips, and Gallus grunted as her desperation for deeper penetration smashed his air out. Her pussy clenched, clenched, clenched on him and her wings and tail went straight up as the orgasm radiated out from her belly across her body and she squirted, her powerful flow soaking the fluff of his belly and her own pubic mound. The scent of horny teenage hippogriff filled on the room and sent Gallus over the edge. His talons clenched around her hips, his claws pricking her skin, now, and he pressed his own hips up and yanked her down, getting the final little bit of depth and his tip tapped against the bottom of her womb and he came. His seed filled her, his balls clenching and his hips bucking upward. He came again and again, his frustration from the beakjob spending itself as he filled her up. He pumped hard, his cum spurting out from around his cock and all over their crotches.
Gallus collapsed, flat against the desk, and Silverstream flopped bonelessly on top of him. His cock still filled her, softening only slowly. Warmth spilled from her pussy and soaked her inner thighs and her pubis, leaving the fine fur wet and sticky and hot. She raised her tail, hoping to keep his cum out of it, since it was so fluffy it took forever in the shower to shampoo it.
Eyes shut, a wave of contentment and fatigue washed over her. Her talons rubbed up and down Gallus's flanks, gently and sensually and without the erotic desperation of earlier.
Silverstream and Gallus both squawked and jumped as Fluttershy licked his cock and her pussy lips, gathering up a large wad of cum from them. She smacked her lips and swallowed loudly.
"All right, class," Fluttershy said. "That's the 'unwanted boner' friendship lesson. Gallus, Silverstream, please return to your desks, and we'll continue the planned lecture."
Silverstream slid off Gallus and to the floor. She walked—unsteadily and with some bumps into other students—back to her desk. Gallus did the same.
They both sat down and picked up their quills again. Gallus's boner was well and truly depleted, his entire bottom half smeared with cum and pussy juice, as was her own, and the classroom marinated in their mixed scents. The student nearest the wall opened a window.
Fluttershy continued her lecture, her tail still raised, but now her own vulva was noticeably wet, puffy, and frustrated.
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Professor Fluttershy turned around. "Now who has a priapism?"
Sandbar blushed.
Molly Mule's left hoof shot up. "Dibs."
THE END
