Author's Note

Okay, this took long enough. I don't like abandoning work for good though so here it is.
I just hope this change of story's direction doesn't upset many people who wanted something innocent. To my defense, this was planned out from the beggining if that helps anything. I wanted to write something shocking back then and it's just what I did.

I completely rewrote most of this chapter because I wasn't really satisfied with the overall vibes and I feel better about it now. Hope you'll like it too!

God knows I'm good

It has been about a month since me and Suzzane became friends and throughout that time, my life has drastically changed.

I actually got used to walking her almost every day, realising, -even though not openly admitting, that spending time outside with her counts the same, if not better quality than sitting at home. What a discovery, right?

Such shift in my mentality improved my relationship with my parents as well, which was a pleasant bonus. I couldn’t say it was enough to fix my problems with them completely but it was definitely better than it used to be. I almost stopped hearing about getting kicked out for a while.

When I said “a pleasant bonus”, it’s because the real reward to me was the friend I found in Suzzane. One that I subconsciously longed for with all my being without ever noticing it.

Suddenly, she was in my life and it was the best thing that happened to my mental health in a long time. There was someone who unconditionally loved me and I found that I had the ability to unconditionally love too.

Over time, I slowly stopped hiding it. And, I began showing affection to her even in front of my parents. An occasional pat, turned into a shameless cuddle in just three weeks. Suzzane visiting my room when she had nothing better to do was already a normal thing by that time too.

It felt good to stop pretending for a moment of my life.

***

One day, when I returned home after school, I noticed Suzzane was acting a little unusual during our daily walk.

She was always affectionate but suddenly she seemed almost clingy. That wasn’t normal because her priorities were always in this order: Fun first and then cuddles. Usually when she feels exhausted or just plain lazy.

I couldn’t say that she seemed sick or anything because she appeared to be fine, just as if “not herself”. Usually she would gaze at birds, run around or explore but that day she just stayed by my side, rubbing her body over mine like a cat at every opportunity possible. Sometimes she even nickered like a horse, which she didn’t usually do or yell “Suzzaan!” at me for no reason at all.

I made a mental note to ask about it as soon as I got home.

…

"Oh I’m sure she’s fine, Anon. I think she’s just in heat, like regular horses. We’re halfway through spring already and she’s adult enough for it." My mom glanced over her shoulder from the kitchen counter when I asked her.

"Uhh, okay.” I furrowed my eyebrows “I guess that’s making kind of sense."

"…Was she giving you any trouble? Tried to run away or something?" Dad joined in on the topic.

"No, no. The other way around, she wasn’t running at all. I was worried if she isn’t sick or something... Hopefully it'll be over soon."

"Don’t worry about her, she’ll be fine. She’s probably just confused." My mom ended the conversation for me. That was all I needed to know.

“Alrighty then.” I replied, already on the way to my room.

I kind of liked the ‘old’ Suzzane better because she was more fun. It was not as if she was completely replaced, though, it was still her. Just as if she was drunk or something. I just needed to wait a week or two for her to get sober.

Last time I saw the pony, she was in the living room, getting distracted by my sister who was drawing something silly. That was still typical Suzzane.

‘I bet she stole a pencil from her and now she’s trying to draw too.’ I thought.

At first I thought I might check if my assumptions were correct but then I decided not to. I knew she would show up at my door eventually and I didn’t want to steal her away from my sister because she was already getting just a teeny tiny bit jealous as of lately. And, just as I expected, Suzzane did appear at my door in less than half an hour.

"...Soozan!" She announced herself.

“Yo, Suzie. Come in.” I smirked her way before dismissing the distraction to finish a particularly interesting article I found on the internet. Spending the time several weeks ago to teach Suzzane how to close the door after herself has paid off. I no longer had to stand up and tear myself away from the screen every time she wandered in.

The pony then went straight towards me, trying to get my attention.

"Sooooozzan! Suzzan!" She sat down, sort of patting my knee with her hoof.

I just finished the article, so I turned in my chair towards the mare. “I spoke with my parents and I know what your deal is now.” I grinned in slight amusement. “I was worried you might be sick but you were just horny all along eh?”

“Soozzane!” She sort of agreed.

“Welp, can’t help you with that.” I shrugged and laughed. “I mean, I know how it is, I’m not judging. But I can’t say that I’ve seen any stallions of your kind in this neighbourhood. Plus, you do NOT want to have kids yet, trust me.”

“Sooz..?” She tilted her head, confused about all the words I just said to her.

“Oh yeah. It is a lot of responsibility. Look how my parents failed.” I couldn’t help but to grin over my own joke. I really felt that way but I also feared that Suzzane having foals would change her and I liked her the way she was. Then again, I wasn’t lying when I said that I haven’t seen any other of her kind yet anyway. These ponies were quite rare so it wasn’t much for discussion.

“Sooz!” She somewhat slightly springed up towards me and sat back down again. It was her way of saying that she wants up.

“Alright then, have your seat.” I brought her chair right next to mine so that she can see on the monitor and be in the cuddle range.

However, each time I tried to do something on the computer, she would nudge me with her snoot and make all kinds of noises to get my attention. After a few youtube videos, I decided to give her some, hoping it would calm her down a bit. Reaching my hands towards her definitely made her happy at first but the scritches soon stopped being enough. After a minute of getting petted, she suddenly reared up, wrapped her hooves around my arm and began humping it.

"Whoa, there." I laughed while pushing her softly away, back into her chair. "You’re not even a boy, what are you doing?”

Instead of an answer though, she just went for another try. That time I could actually feel something wet rub over my hand too. The weird sensation made me push her away even faster.

"Stop Suzzanne, alright? This is not okay!” I glanced at the moist stroke, going from my knuckles to my wrist. I immediately reached for a tissue to wipe it away. It felt so wrong to have animal horny juice all over my hand.

Suzzane didn’t seem discouraged enough though, because she immediately reared up to hump my arm again. A bit shaken about all that, I instinctively shoved her away a lot harsher than before. “NO! Suzzanne, stop it!”

It finally made her snap back and freeze for a second.

“Sooz..” She whined eventually, shamefully reaching her hooves down to the ground, about to leave my room. Needless to say, watching her demonstrative display of guilt quickly made me soften once again.

“Aww, sorry Suzzane. I didn’t mean to be so harsh.” I buried my hand into her mane to stop her and to show that I’m not all that angry. Once she was relaxed, I placed my palms on her cheeks to fondle them a bit and make her look at me. “I do love you, you’re just making me kind of uncomfortable with this behaviour, you know?”

“Sooz..” The mare softly whined again, as if saying “I know.”

“I know it probably isn’t easy for you either.” I rubbed her ear with one hand, sniffing the other one whether it was really clean. The scent of her wet marehood still stayed on my skin though.

I naturally expected to be repulsed by it but to my absolute surprise, it didn’t even smell nasty. It was actually kind of enticing, in an unfamiliar way.

To be sure that it wasn't just my imagination, I took a second whiff; a lot more thorough one. To my shock though, it smelled even better to me the more I inhaled it. A bit musky but also… sweet. Like a fruity pheromone perfume.

It actually was so pleasant to my olfactory receptors, that something primal and automatic suddenly activated in my body. The next second, my heart sped up and I could feel my blood being pumped into a quickly growing erection between my legs.

Suzzane, who watched me the whole time, immediately noticed something had changed and curiously reached her head closer to my crotch, trying to have a whiff of my tools as well. However, in my utter bewilderment over how my body just reacted, I frantically pushed her away.

“Suzzane, n-no!” I stuttered as I snapped back from the moment that felt like an eternity and put my hand away. I was trying to avoid every horny thought, which suddenly began flooding my head like wasps, attacking a poor drunk bum that was my brain at the moment.

It would be so easy to just pull my pants down and show Suzzane the thing she was so curious about.

‘What would she do with it if I showed her? …Would she actually lick it?’ flashed through my head.

I felt horrible about visualising such things but at the same time, I just wanted to succumb to them and make them reality. If I remember correctly, I was physically shaking over the sudden mess in my own head.

Then I realised that such confusion and a lack of control must be similar to what Suzzane experiences through her heat too. I was still a raging virgin in puberty so the hormones always seemed to have an upperhand on me. We had something in common.

The empathy towards her made me want to stay strong for both of us, so I stood up and I somewhat panickingly began backing away. Eventually, I stumbled over a LAN cable and clumsily fell on my back. It made Suzzane spring up towards me and head straight to my crotch. I shooed her away though and I sat on my bed nearby, trying to recollect myself.

“Jeez…” I exhaled, watching Suzzane sitting on the ground in front of me, unsure about what next. The ‘moment of weakness’ had passed and I saw things a bit more clearly again, gaining some control over my thoughts too. “Sorry Suzie but this is wrong. So wrong… Can’t let that happen.”

“Sooz..?” She tilted her head inquiringly.

“Just can’t okay?” I tried to explain as if she knew what I was talking about. Looking back though, she probably did, at least partly. I merely didn’t give her enough credit. “You see, I’m a human and you’re a colourful horse. It just wouldn’t work!”

‘Would it really though?’ A thought arose in my mind. I quickly suppressed it.

“It might be better if we stop seeing each other for a little while, okay?” I continued, standing up and heading towards my door to open them for her. “Let’s go to the kitchen so you can see my parents…- o-or my sister.”

I could see that Suzzane didn’t want to, yet still she went. It’s not like she never ever protested but when I asked her nicely, she usually obeyed.

On the way out, I gave her a little byebye-cuddle to show that I’m not mad at her and I slowly closed the door after her. I felt a bit bad about it pushing her away like that but I told myself it was necessary.

I thought it would be the end of it, that I successfully handled the situation and “defeated my demons” but boy was I wrong.

Shortly after Suzzane left, I went to the bathroom to wash the scent away from my hand but before doing that, I couldn’t help myself but to smell it one last time. It instantly gave me a guilty boner again and brought back all the repressed thoughts from before. To get rid of it, I quickly washed it off, then I washed my face with cold water and I went into my room to launch some videogame to take my mind somewhere else.

It did help me move my blood somewhere else in my body but nothing really seemed to satisfy me. As if the things I cared about in the morning suddenly began losing sense. My thoughts kept returning to just how easy it would be to finally experience the sweet sweet feeling of losing my burden of a virginity.

I felt so ashamed about it because I knew it was selfish and socially unacceptable but the craving feeling was stronger than me. I wondered how long I’ll be able to endure it.

‘Will it be long enough? Who knows how long the heat can last…’

Instead of an active kind of fun, such as videogames, I resorted to something that doesn’t require me to do anything: watching a movie. Before that though, I crept into the kitchen to get some food along with it.

I did my best to make sure I avoid Suzzane on the way no matter what. To my relief, she was somewhere else, so I grabbed a large bag of chips, some soda and I hurried back like a goblin with his stolen treasure. In my room, I closed all the curtains and victoriously put on the movie I picked. Ironically enough, it was Zootopia because it was new back then.

My little successful mission made me feel somewhat victorious and for some time, it worked to keep my libido at bay too. Soon I was immersed in the story and the chilli and lime flavour in my mouth that I almost forgot about my troubles. That is, until I heard a familiar sound of my door handle. It was Suzzane, paying me a visit.

“Soozanne?” She asked whether she could join me.

It was almost automatic that if I watched a movie, which wasn’t often, Suzzane would always accompany me. That was why it felt kind of wrong to not let her in this time.

Combined with the fact that I began feeling a bit more confident about being in control of my thoughts, I actually decided that: ‘Watching a film together can’t hurt. Right?’

Sure, my young self, it will only shape your future life but that’s not important. It would probably happen sooner or later nonetheless, so go on.

“Come on then Suzie,.. But no funny business okay?” I brought her seat right next to mine. And her smile was enough of a reward for me to feel like I did the right thing at the moment. She sat on the seat and leaned herself on my side. Didn’t forget to give me a lengthy, thorough lick over my face to show gratitude.

Things were going okay for a while but very soon I felt as if I could again smell the same scent that aroused the weird feelings in me. This time it was kind of subtle, yet more persistent; as if always present. You know, as if there was a shit somewhere in the room while you’re eating except the shit didn’t smell bad and instead of getting rid of it you wanted to eat it.

Come to think, the “shit metaphor” wasn’t exactly a good one. Using food would probably be more appropriate but I’m pretty sure you catch my meaning anyway. Simply put: for a while, I tried to ignore it but the more I did, the more I was aware of it. Eventually, I couldn't pay attention to the movie anymore. I was horny.

I stopped the movie and somewhat worriedly glanced at Suzanne next to me, hoping for some kind of an answer. Which I got straight away.

She was in the middle of adjusting herself and reaching her head towards her crotch to clean herself. In the silence of a paused film, I could audibly hear the schlicking noises of how her tongue scooped the sticky liquid away from her slightly swollen vulva and the gulping sounds of how she swallowed it afterwards.

Then it kind of clicked.

She must have licked herself shortly before visiting me… and right after then she licked my face. It was literally right under my nose, that’s why I could always smell it.

“Fuuuuck…” I said to myself in realisation while Suzzane continued her activity, likely not out of necessity anymore but rather for the feeling of it.

Try to understand, I was still 'relatively' innocent back then. From my point of view it was one of the weirdest, lewdest and most confusing situations that I ever found myself in. Lower part of my face smelled like Suzzane's horny juices and she was right next to me, shamelessly pleasuring herself. One part of me definitely found it gross but the other one found the whole thing extremely hot.

You can only guess what such a mess in my head resulted in:

A boner.

It gave me a boner.

And with it, the mini-tyrant completely took over my actions.

The decision was quick, quicker than I'd think it could be. When Suzzane raised her head again to look at me, I slowly pulled my pants down, exposing my stiff manhood to her.

I could see a little spark in her eyes when she laid them on me and it was visible that she'd like to get closer. However she was too much of a good girl to “take advantage” of me, since I shooed her away like three times before. It was up to me to admit my inner degenerate and invite her closer.

Deep down, I knew that I already lost the fight to resist but on the outside, I still pretended to struggle just to make myself look better in front of myself. Kinda strange, pointless, act but people actually seem to do that a lot.

Anyway, after a little while of pretended struggle, I looked around to make sure we're alone and only then I finally whispered: “It’s okay Suzie…Go on.” The moment I said it out loud, I could feel my heartbeat rapidly accelerate in a rush of guilt and eager expectation.

For Suzzane, it was more than enough of an encouragement to continue. She shifted in her seat closer to me and reached her head all the way down to my crotch. At first, she gave the strangely smelling meatstick a thorough sniff from up close; So close that I could feel the hot air blowing on my skin. And seconds later, her snoot gently connected with my skin as well.

Honestly, just her face touching it and sniffing on it was almost like sex to me.

You can imagine how I felt when she actually reached her tongue to give it a lick, so she could taste the bit of precum that formed on my tip. The taste of such sensation, combined with the adrenaline of doing something immoral, made me so excited I’d probably go fuck a sofa just to get off, if Suzzane decided that she doesn’t like it and left me all alone.

Luckily for my libido though, she liked it. She liked it a lot and after tasting it, she wanted more too. When she glanced at me and I gently nudged her to continue, she actually began licking my member. Cautiously at first but when she made me leak another drop of preejaculate, her dedication to the cause quickly grew.

I wasn’t sure if my own pheromones were the same intoxicating to her as hers were to me but she seemed really into it and frankly, I didn’t care why at that point. I didn’t care about anything else other than enjoying the blissful moment just a little bit longer.

It was only a short living kind of pleasure though because it was way too intense for its own good. In less than a minute I felt the orgasm knocking on the door, about to kick its way through. In the last second, I shamelessly grabbed Suzie's head and I held it down on my erection, ejaculating straight into the surprised mare’s mouth.- She actually did attempt to wriggle away when something hot and sticky began filling up the inside of her cheek but then she stopped fighting it.

In the last seconds of my little death, her tongue actually began cleaning my dick as she realised that nothing hurts and the liquid in her mouth is the thing that she was after the whole time.

Looking back, I have to say that Suzie was really good to me, especially in comparison to how I was to her afterwards. She definitely deserved a little kiss on the snoot and at least an hour of very thorough cuddle session but what she got instead was me, shooing her away.

Very shortly after I climaxed, I snapped back into post nut clarity and fully realised what I had done. It was like waking up from a dream and it felt unfair that only now when the battle is lost, I’m back in control.

I knew it was my fault but I still felt as if I was tricked by someone, something,.. Something that wasn’t me. In a sudden rush of negative emotions I very sharply dismissed Suzzane out of my room like a used toy and angrily shut the door after her.

Needless to say, all of that only made me feel worse. Not only was I officially a degenerate but I was also abusive towards the being that I cared about the most. At this point you'd probably think I was a real dick and you'd be right. I thought so too, in fact, after giving it a short thought, I went for a knife to end things because I felt like I messed up my life so bad it couldn’t be fixed anymore.

As you can guess, since I’m telling you all this, I didn’t do it. It could be that I was just too weak for it, or something deep inside of me knew that it would not be worth it.

I found myself with a knife in my hand that I wasn’t going to use, a dick hanging out from my pants and an incredible mess in my head that needed to be sorted out. It might even look funny to some if I wasn’t at the lowest point of my life.

When I realised I am not able to kill myself, I laid the knife back down and pulled my pants up. Then I curled into a corner of my room, trying to calm myself down. All of the guilt that I accumulated inside of me was without the previous pleasure, unbearable.

I wept and cursed myself for being too weak to slit my wrists, for being a total degenerate and for being mean to my sweet girl Suzie. As the three tormenting thoughts kept spinning through my head, one actually coherent thing arose from it like a white beacon.

I can still fix at least one of them.

Yup, and I went to finish the job and slit my wrists. The end.

Nah, of course I went to apologise to Suzzane. That was the only one thing that still made sense in my head because I kept seeing the visible hurt in her face when I so rudely got rid of her. She only did what I asked her after all, then she glanced up at me expecting a gentle touch or maybe even a praise but I told her off instead.

I stood up with a single thing on my mind, as if nothing else suddenly mattered. I had to find Suzzane and tell her off agai- ahem, apologise. No more jokes about serious situations I swear.

After what could have been 10 minutes or an hour, I crept out of my room, looking for the mare. To my surprise though, she wasn’t in the kitchen or living room. She stayed in the hallway the whole time. I could tell as soon as I stepped out of my room, seeing the two orbs that were her eyes, reflecting in the dark.

I let the door half open so I could see her silhouette and I made a few hesitant steps towards her.

Honestly, I did expect her to flee when I’d try to approach her. However, she didn’t, which actually sparked hope in me that not everything was lost.

“Suzie..?” I picked her hoof up, caressing it in my palms like a lady’s hand. I didn’t really even dare to look her in the eyes. I just guiltily stared at her hoof in my hands as if she was there to judge me. Suddenly all kinds of emotions started flowing and even tears began pouring out of my eyes. “I’m so sorry for lashing out at you Suzie…You didn’t deserve that.” I sobbed while trying to form sentences. “I’m just so confused!” I cried almost too audibly. “This shouldn’t have happened, none of this should have happened. But there’s something horribly wrong with me and I-I…I’m not strong enough to overcome it.” I kept sobbing into her hoof. “...I’m so sorry.”

And I wept, feeling sorry for myself until I suddenly felt a warm embrace around me. It was Suzzane, hugging me. She quietly held me until there was nothing left in me to pour out and I actually began feeling a little better. When I looked up at her face, even in the dim light I could sense a deep understanding from her expression; one almost unfit to her usually, silly self. As if she knew what I was going through and she didn’t judge me for it. It was as if there was still a chance to remedy myself. Somehow.

I felt so thankful towards her that I hugged her back as tightly as I could without hurting the squishy little pony, whispering my gratitude into her ear in the form of “I love you Suzie…Thank you so much.”

I think it must have been that moment, when I stopped perceiving her as an animal and began thinking of her as more of an equal being. After all, could a simple animal understand complicated human emotions?

It was also when I began seeing the way out of this, one almost unthinkable before:

“...Do you really think this could work out between the two of us? Suzie? Was that why you came to me in the first place?” I eventually let go of her again to see her face. She was smiling at me in such a strange, specific manner, as if she was happy that I finally figured something out.

Then I understood. She might have been horny because of hormones but she chose me as her partner before that. She chose me. I was her first choice.

Sure it might sound pathetic because she only knew a handful of other creatures but it was the first time I actually was someone's first choice. It never happened to me before that someone would take me, specifically ME, over others. Nobody ever did.

It made my heart tingle to realise that Suzzane did.

Maybe it wasn’t a complete mistake. I thought.

Suddenly I felt happy. For the moment I forgot about all the self torturing thoughts and I wanted just one thing:

To kiss her. Like a real girl. A real lover.

And I did.

I pressed my lips against hers and closed my eyes, wrapping my hands around her body.

If in that moment one of my parents entered the hallway and turned the lights on, they would see their son clumsily kissing their family pet on the mouth while the pony is even more clumsily trying to replicate what he’s doing.

For me though, it was magical.

My first real kiss might not have been with my favourite girl from class and it wasn’t a romance worthy of a book, or even being mentioned somewhere in public for that matter. However, it felt 100% right.

It felt right to slide my fingers into her mane and it felt right to lovingly trace the curve of her spine to her waist. It also felt right to gently try to squeeze my tongue into her mouth after a minute of our lips touching.

After that though, it actually started to feel just a bit comical because Suzzane had no idea about how tongue kissing works.

What started as a pretty romantic moment between a man and a mare, ended up with Suzzane licking my whole face while I couldn’t stop chuckling about it.

There she was, back to her old silly self but I already knew there’s a lot more than that inside of her. I had no doubts about it.

However, I knew literally anyone else would definitely have some serious doubts. Serious enough to condemn me for it, just like I did a mere hour ago. Or was it really an hour? Could have been less. I had no idea how much time had actually passed. But I did know that I should move back to the privacy of my room if I plan to take this any further.

I was lucky enough that no one wandered in to interrupt our moment. Likely because they were busy watching TV or fate simply wanted it that way.

Anyway, I got up and I gently led Suzanne to my room and on my bed where I intended to continue where the situation was going. My heart raced again but this time it wasn’t out of fear but something different. I felt great. I felt this kind of joyful expectation, like when Bilbo finally made up his mind to go on an adventure with dwarves, so did I go on an adventure with Suzie.

Once I got rid of the shackles in my mind, it was suddenly so easy and almost natural to have her seat right in front of me, both kind of giggling like two kids sharing a secret. - Yes, Suzzane, among many sounds that she could make, could also giggle like a human. It delighted me to hear it when I gently touched her cheek and playfully booped her nose with mine. She did the same to me and then slightly attempted to kiss me like I did her before. However, she didn’t know very well what to do with her lips so she just sort of bumped them into my face.

“Like this.” I closed my eyes and shortly kissed her back with an audible smooch. It made her shortly giggle again, sort of sheepishly smile and eye away and then back. Then she widely smiled, closed her eyes as well and leaned in for another one.

It was the most proper one so far, even though nothing could possibly beat the atmosphere of the very first, clumsy one.

When I opened my eyes again, I could see Suzzane friskily poking out her tongue, as if asking what the next step would be. I could see very well that she had to hold herself not to lick my whole face again because that was how she was used to showing gratitude and joy.

Honestly though, I had no idea how to french kiss either so I just sort of poked my own tongue as well and picked up her own appendage with mine, slowly bringing my lips closer. When we were touching, I very gently began sticking my tongue into her mouth and entwining it with hers. That must have been the point where Suzzane figured she understood the whole thing because she nonchalantly shoved her three times larger tongue into my mouth and almost down my throat. For me it was the point where the bulge in my pants really began raging because it was the hottest thing anyone has ever done to me.

After we let go however, I knew I had a debt to settle with Suzie and I wanted to pay it before we got any further.

“I love you Suzie.” I smiled when I got to see her face again. With that I picked up her front hooves, which she’s been using to keep herself seated, and I softly lifted them up, making her slowly lay down on her back. She wasn’t struggling, although I could see that she wanted to do a little bit more of that which we were doing before. She let me guide her though and I was hoping I wouldn’t let her down.

“Wuv yuu.” She even replied when our eyes met again once she was in the position I hoped would be comfortable. It sounded a bit silly but I didn’t mind. Rather, I appreciated the effort.

I gave her one last smile before I slowly moved my head down lower between her legs. I could already smell the same scent from before that now felt even more inviting. She had many of the “right” parts that I liked to see on a human woman. The wide hips, soft belly and almost perfectly round buttocks. However, I have to admit that the shape of her vulva was by far the most strange thing on her body, if I don’t count the nonexistence of breasts on her chest, which I didn’t mind all that much.

I mostly avoided looking there before, even though I had a few accidental glances at how her marehood looks like. This was the first time I directly went to see from up close and at first I was just a little bit staggered by how “horse” it looked.

The sight was so alien but it smelled so fine and I was not going to back down anyway. First I massaged her thighs with my hands, preparing myself to have a first lick from down to up.

As I gently slid my tongue along the vertical, puffy lips, they suddenly opened and briefly exposed a pink clit in a quick wink. As the sweetish/salty taste dissolved in my mouth, I could hear Suzzane let out a slight high pitched moan and her left leg slightly twitched.

I gulped, still fondling her things and even though it still felt kinda strange, I wanted to do it again. Maybe even because of how strange it felt. And, because I liked the fact that it was making her feel good.

So, I had another lick and another and the next one wasn’t even as gentle as the previous ones. Soon I realised that I was really enjoying myself as well, even though the “taste” was mostly gone at that point. It was just me, getting more and more rough with my tongue and lips and Suzzane, making more and more urgent noises or pleasure.

A thought flew through my head, hoping no one could hear her on the other side of the house but then again she wasn’t as loud as their TV.

Wanting to hear more of those noises and feeling even more of that soft, squishy peach in my mouth, I pressed my mouth on the vulva as if I was french kissing her, even very softly biting into it and suckling with my tongue on the winky clitoris. It must have been the last straw for Suzzane because both of her legs began twitching uncontrollably and the noises turned into some high pitched gibberish, occasionally shifting into a prolonged squeal. In the middle of all that I suddenly felt my mouth filling with something hot that overwhelmed me enough to shoot through my nostrils and spill out of my mouth again, down on the sheet. Trying to be as good to her as Suzzane was to me, I quickly recovered and wrapped my lips around the enlarged clit again, teasing it for minutes more until the pone body stopped twitching and just relaxed.

“Mmmm.” she moaned eventually and stretched her limbs when I stopped and leaned above her to see her face again. Only then she finally opened her eyes and grinned at me with a satisfied, spoiled expression. She gave me a little kiss that we practised before and then her usual lick, with which she partly cleaned the lower part of my face. It probably wasn’t the intention but she didn’t mind.

“Alright, now I’d say we're even.” I smiled. “It’s not over yet though.”

“Over yeddou?” She asked.

“Yeah. Not.” I grinned, adjusting myself for the moment my member has been waiting for the whole time. I couldn't possibly get any harder than that.

First I let the head slide up and down her vulva to make her aware of what’s going on. To my surprise though, when Suzzane noticed, she began turning herself to reach for it with her mouth. She probably didn’t realise it can be sticked in down there as well, so she tried to help me out the only way she had learned it so far. However, I gently held her down in position. “Shh shh, it’s okay.” I chuckled and kissed her snoot. “It’s all okay…”

And I began slowly pushing my phallus into her.

At very first, I could see a confusion over the strange sensation in her expression but she very quickly realised what’s going on. She opened her mouth in a silent gasp and a wide smile that kept on growing as I went further in. Only then when I was all the way inside, feeling I might have reached her own limit as well, she blissfully closed her eyes, relishing her feeling.

I did relish it as well because it was even better than the sloppy blowjob she gave me before. Not only it felt snug and warm like an oven inside of her but I also felt this “union” through this special connection. It was like,.. I was inside of her but not just as a part of my body if that makes any sense. It felt kind of deeper than ‘just’ sex. We enjoyed the feeling like a one being and then we began rocking against each other. Soon I moved from on top of her onto my side and I embraced her furry soft body onto mine, as tightly as I could. For a while I just kept pumping into her while she squirmed in pleasure, forcing herself even lower on my penis. I felt a soft fur pressing tightly on my chest, a sweat forming between our bodies rubbing against each other, hooves tightly embracing my head, slight nibbling on my ear,.. A soft tail swishing between and tickling my legs. A cooling wind from one of the small wings flapping. A bit of mane in my mouth.

It was truly a grandiose first real encounter that I never really even dreamed of being so amazing.

I felt like I could go on and on if I kept the same pace but something inside of me longer for yet even more so after what could have been half an hour, I began speeding up and the sensory overload slowly climaxed to a point where I knew there won’t be turning back.

Suzzane must have known as well because at that point, she let go of my head which she was clutching and glanced in my eyes.

Just for a second I was worried that if I looked into them, I might not see what I saw before: The intelligent spark, the intention of wanting specifically me and the connection I felt with her. - That maybe I just made it all up to justify what I was doing.

However, when I did set my gaze into those jet black pupils, I saw it all again. All of which I longed to see. Hidden behind all the silliness that she was overflowing with at a first sight, there was just as much wisdom in her. A different kind than mine or any human but it was undeniable.

And I wished to understand it, to stay by her side and learn, even if I should dedicate my life to it.

I felt all that so real and the next moment, all thoughts got swept away by a sudden spasm of pleasure pulsing through two bodies like one, clutching each other tightly until the very last drop of pleasure was squeezed and the one can become two again.

As I let go, I realised just how exhausted I suddenly was. I even slightly panted but I was happy. So happy I could laugh. And I did. We both did. And I kissed her. And it felt right.

For a while, we were just laying on the sheets, dirty from bodily fluids but I didn’t even mind. I had to enjoy the moment and not let it go until the time was right.

It lasted a few more minutes until the very first “sober” thoughts came up again. I realised that if someone barged in, I wouldn’t have time to cover everything up. If they’d see us like that, if they could smell the air that must have reeked of sex, there was no way I could explain anything. So, I eventually gave up to the fear of getting caught and as much as I wanted to stay until we fell asleep, I lazily stood up.

Very first thing I did was that I opened all the windows wide and cleaned myself with a paper towel. I wanted to clean Suzzane as well but she already began working on it with her tongue.

I wasn’t sure how to feel about that. I knew she wouldn't suddenly start behaving like a human but I was determined to bring her just a little bit closer to me in the future. …Or myself to her? Or will it be both ways? Wasn’t the difference so magical just some time ago?

I smiled eventually and I stroked her mane. “Yo Suzie, let's go wash up properly. I’ll teach you some of the better things from my world and you can teach me some from yours…”

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