The hot summer sun had started its midday descent leading toward the evening over the city streets of Manehatten. The pavement was now a warming stone compared to the scorching plate it was earlier in the day, with a warm breeze flowing through the alleys and roads. Creatures littered the streets traveling on the walkway, with vendor carts off to the side for those looking to buy food, drinks, or nick-knacks at crazy prices. Though Gilda the griffon, wasn't here for those carts, she was here working on herself with exercise to keep herself in shape for this summer's Equestria Marathon Tour.
Gilda was brown-furred, white with some purple feathers around her eyes and tips of her feathered bangs, and golden-eyed griffon from Griffonstone. She was dressed in tight black sports shorts, a red headband, and a green tank top to make herself sweat just a bit more. The griffon was recently holed up in Manehatten for the past few weeks waiting for the grand start of the marathon so she wouldn't be late for it when it did arrive. Having taken the same route over and over each day for hours on end, she worked on stamina and endurance with the hot weather, not fully being used to it from the cold mountains of Griffonstone but having spent some time in flight school with her friend Rainbow Dash had given her some understanding of how crazy it could be.
For the griffon it was just another day running the streets on her paws and claws, trying to not stay still for too long and ending up with a burn. From a window on one of the buildings she passed numerous times that day, it was a wonderful day for a unicorn stallion looking on at the exotic creature running past with her tight shorts. He had a trimmed mane that looked like a brown bowl on his head, his glasses hung on his snout that were held together with duct tape, with beady purple eyes looking through the cracked lens. On his flank sat a pile of books stacked with one cracked open, and braces on his teeth. This stallion had spent the past few weeks watching Gilda go by on her weekly routine and had become smitten with the griffon, with his fantasies of maybe getting to pleasure her. Knowing even the mares of Manehatten seemed to ignore him he had built a plan up on the side that would increase those odds of at least getting to talk to her.
On Gilda's fourth lap of the block for the day, she came round once again to the same house, as she panted in the summer heat. Her eyes scanned side to side to avoid colliding with any other creature on the streets as she moved quickly until a whistle hit her ears and the waving of a hoof caught the corner of her eye. Screeching to a halt in her tracks, she looked around and paid close attention to her surroundings until her vision came full-on with a grey hoof waving from a window in the side of the house. Raising an eyebrow, she looked at it puzzled until it went from a wave into a beckoning gesture for her to come. Feeling that something was a bit off as others didn't seem to notice it, she took her time walking carefully to the alley to check out what was going on. Getting closer to the window, she noticed the stallion inside with a smile on his face as she got closer, still not impressed by what was going on, she rolled her eyes and picked up the pace.
"Hello Miss, I'm glad I got your attention," a gratey voice rang past the unicorn's lips as his braces made his speech awkward sounding. "I was wondering if I could ask you something important if you wouldn't mind?"
Rolling her eyes more, Gilda let out a sigh that it was just some dork looking to ask a question just like all the others when it came to seeing her for the first time. "Ya ya, whatever. Just ask quickly I've got more training to do." She gestured with a talon back to the pavement where she came from.
"Of course, I won't take much of your time. I was just wondering if you wouldn't mind if I sniffed your sweaty beautiful behind." His smile grew, showing the metallic railway in his mouth, as his front hooves clicked together in anticipation.
Gilda stepped back in shock. Never had she heard that question before let alone from some stranger. "What sorta perverted question is that dweeb? I'm not gonna let you near my ass at all. Fuck you." She raised her clenched fist with one talon sticking up in a rude gesture to the stallion before starting to turn away.
"I've got fifty Bits if you let me do it," he responded as the griffon flicked her tail at him.
Her movement jolted back to a stop at the sound of money being thrown at her figuratively, though the sound of metal landing on the window sill made her head turn just a bit. A brown leather sack with gold coins sat in view of her eyes, the sparkling coins begging to be swept up in her greedy talons. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to let you just sniff it for those bits. Alright, dweeb, you've got yourself a deal."
Walking around to the front of the house, Gilda climbed the steps to have the door open for her before she reached the top. The unicorn stood waiting with a big grin on his face and his back legs shaking with eagerness for this little arrangement with the exotic beauty. The inside of the house was bland looking to the griffon as the walls were white as sour cream with laminate flooring with the only redeeming factor being all the shelves filled with action figures, statuettes, and posters. A long sofa with a pattern that looked like it came out of last century on it sat against the wall in the room he had been waving at her with a TV across the way. It was a cozy place in the big city and was an oasis in a way.
"Alright dweeb, let me see the coin first to make sure this isn't some sort of trick," Gilda snapped at him, showing her sharp beak and the teeth behind it.
"Sure thing miss. I'm Pocket Protector by the way." He dropped the bag right next to the griffon so she could count the coin inside. His body was nervous about having her in his house but his excitement was ready to burst forth as he bounced in place.
Counting through the coins, Gilda paid no mind to the stallion behind her. Her focus was intently on the golden goods that sat in front of her and the lovely sparkling glimmer from the light of them. She snickered to herself that this was going to be the easiest fifty bits she ever made while coming to Equestria. With the last coin counted, she sealed the bag and turned to the stallion. "Alright Pocker or whatever it was, that's the amount you offered, so fair's fair." She turned around and stuck her butt into the air toward his face, the shorts tightly clinging to her ass with the outline of her panties pressed against them. "Take a good whiff dweeb."
Pocket approached the griffon and inhaled but was barely getting any smell off her. His face turned to a bit of disappointment when he couldn't get a scent from her. "Miss, I can't smell anything through these shorts of yours. Could you perhaps pull them down so I can try again?"
Gilda stared back at him with her sharp eyes, her face almost turning to rage at the request until she heard a few more coins drop next to her. Five more bits had been placed next to her to pull down her shorts so he could try again. Biting her tongue she swept the coins up and placed them next to the bag before reaching behind and pulling down the shorts along with a bright pair of pink panties with a big rainbow over the rear of them. Lifting her tail and putting on display her sweaty ass with a tight pink pucker that stood out from the brown fur and the pink slit of her pussy that was drenched in the same musky fluid as well. "You paid for it, dweeb. Sniffing only, no touch or lick and I'll claw your face off!" She grumbled to herself about putting this little display on but she was going to honor the payment that he made at least.
The stallion was more than pleased with the griffon's request as he leaned his face in again, this time inhaling hard with his nostrils taking in the musky sweaty smell of the griffon's ass. It was more than delightful to him, as he could finally picture his fantasy in full now with the proper smell of her sweaty rear. The smell was akin to a gym room that had been left for a few days and mixed with girly smells of vanilla and lavender all in one. Heavenly bliss filled his mind as he kept on taking in the sweet scent.
"That's enough. You've gotten to smell my ass, now I've got training to get back to. Outta my way." Gilda started to tug and pull at her panties and shorts to get them back over her big butt as the stallion was still taking in the smell of it.
"Wait! I'll pay more if you sit on my face." Pocket pleaded as he brought out another bag of bits for the griffon.
Gilda froze in place at the stallion's pleading. Her mind wracking what was this dork trying with all the requests and bits. It seemed so out of place for her but at the same time, she wouldn't mind taking home as much coin as she could as well. The request festered, feeding on curiosity and disgust, creating an emotion she couldn't describe but causing her heart to thump out of beat with the rest of her body. "So you want me to squash your head between my ass for more bits? What's going on here?"
Pocket bit his lip as his nerves flared up at the now disgruntled griffon who stood in his living room with her shorts half pulled up over her massive mounds. "I've never been with a female before and I've dreamed of some things. I saw you going by for weeks on end and couldn't get your figure out of my head. It's another fifty bits and just for a few minutes to smother me with your beauty of a backside. I'm sure that wouldn't cause too much harm." Sweat started to form on his brow as he hoped she wouldn't turn and slap his face with those sharp talons of hers.
Letting out an exasperated sigh, the griffon pulled her shorts back down and stepped out of them. "Fine, for a few minutes, you can have me sit on your face dork. Now get on that couch 'cause I'm not sitting on a floor while doing this." She pulled her talons down across her face in denial of her admittance to do this act for more money. It felt strange but satisfying that she got to be a bit of a bully for a bit and be paid for it. Pocket, was up on the couch in seconds before the griffon even knew what flew by her, as her feathers ruffled a bit from the breeze he created. Looking at the stallion laying down with a bit grin on his face, she walked over and climbed up on the couch too. Putting her rear to his upper half she looked down at him before dropping the big heavy ass of hers right onto his snout and blocking out his view of the world.
The world went black for Pocket, as the soft cheeks of the griffon wrapped around his head, blinding him to the world of vision but welcoming him to the world so touch and smell. Odors he didn't pick up on before started to flood his nostrils with fervor while the soft caress of her ass hugged his face tightly in the home. Wet drips from her pussy tickled his neck and the taste of her anus was against his lips. This was exactly as he imagined in his fantasy of how it would feel and now he was living the dream. He took a deep breath of the smells before continuing and sticking his tongue out to actually lick the pink muscular ring. Taking in the sweaty salty taste of Gilda's tailhole as he did so. The action excited him so much he shivered with joy and his lower half started to feel that happiness as well.
On the upper side of things, Gilda was feeling a bit strange as she felt the tongue against her asshole and the feeling of his nostrils flaring each time they sucked in her scent. She didn't mind it too much as it wasn't costing her a thing to get that little bit of pleasure. Her eyes twitched a little as she felt his tongue start to explore a bit deeper than just the outer ring but her body was telling her to hold back on beating him. Then her eyes caught something moving in front of her. She looked down to see a sheath between his legs with big grey balls just below that. A black plate seemed to be sitting in front of the sheath, so she leaned down a bit to see what it was before it sprung to life and Pocket's dick inflated before her at a rapid pace. It was massive in all the right ways, from girth to length, it had everything to it and she was front and center to see it. "That's what a pony is packing?" She whispered to herself, as she drank in the sight of the pecker. "It's nearly three times the size of a griffon's and twice round." Eyeing over the penis, she ignored what the stallion was doing to her ass.
Pocket had now begun to give the griffon a full-on rimjob as he ate out her asshole, enjoying the taste and smell of her butt as much as he could before time ran out. His hooves massaged the massive mounds, taking in the feeling of the soft flesh as it molded to his pressing. What he didn't know was Gilda had found something that she was more interested in than before and was startled when he felt the talons clutch onto his dick. Shock went through his body as he started to panic at thinking he had gone a bit too far. His voice was muffled by her butt as he shouted out, "Please don't hurt me. I'm sorry, I'll stop."
Gilda couldn't make out what Pocket was saying between her cheeks but she felt the tongue work stop. "Don't stop what you're doing dweeb. I'm beginning to like this." She started to stroke the shaft slowly, getting a feel for the horsecock compared to what a griffon package was like. She felt the veins pop between her fingers as she glided down his length, the medial ring expanding her hand just a bit before returning to normal size again on the second half of his dick. Her mouth began to water as she looked on at the cock, feeling the urge to give it a lick herself. As she leaned down she felt her pussy shift and plant onto the lips of the stallion with his tongue now giving that a licking. That's all it took to push her over the edge and give into that baser instinct and give the big black cock a long rough lick with her tongue. Melting in her body from the pleasure being delivered by the stallion and his weird little request and giving into her urge to give this pony pecker a taste.
The stallion nearly passed out from the pleasure of the griffon's tongue on his penis. It was the first time that anyone other than himself had touched it that wasn't a doctor doing a checkup. His mouth opened as he moaned, taking in more of the wet pussy sitting on top of him now. It had a much sweeter taste than the dry and sweaty taste of her musky butt, something that Pocket wasn't going to deny if he wasn't paying for this as he was still getting to smell the sweaty ass of the griffon. His tongue dug into the folds, tasting the juices that started to flow from Gilda, and feeling the tight warm tunnel of her vagina as it gave small squeezes on the mouth muscle. His hooves kept massaging her big butt as he ate out the griffon.
Moving on from licking, Gilda dove into sucking onto the cock. It pushed her jaw to the limits as she tried to take it slowly at first. The girth pushed her beak wide almost choking her as she bobbed her head on the meaty shaft. Never did she think that in her wildest dreams, she would end up fucking some random pony but here she was enjoying herself to the whims of what started as a strange request. Her face got closer to the medial ring as the dick started to poke into her throat, spit dripping down her chin feathers and the cock as she attempted, again and again, to force herself past that halfway point. Normally a griffon dick would be simple but this challenge was making her want to go the distance as her mind drifted into wondering what it would be like inside her. Soon enough she made it past the ring, getting her throat stuffed with the big dick as air quickly fled her lungs and her talons grasped onto the couch to keep herself from falling fully onto the cock and impaling her throat.
That was pretty much all it took to push Pocket over the finish line, as he screamed into her love tunnel, feeling his nuts squeeze right into his body as a flood of cum rushed into the griffon's throat. Clogging her airway with the sticky goo and forcing her to swallow as fast as she could to prevent from drowning in the semen slide that he had just released.
Gilda wasn't able to pull herself up in reaction to the load hitting her, so desperation kicked in as she chugged quickly, taking little time to taste how sweet and salty the jizz was, her motives were to survive through the stallion's orgasm as best as she could. It was much more than expected compared to a griffon male. Though she wasn't alone in the endeavor as the tongue work had gotten her close with the surprise shock and scare causing her to squirt all over Pocket's face with her fem-griffon cum.
As soon as the rush had started it quickly ended as the flood of cum stopped, giving Gilda time to recover. However, Pocket wasn't so lucky as the squirting griffon soaked him, his glasses, the couch, and anything that was below her at the time. The smell was intoxicating to him as he drowned in orgasmic bliss and euphoria as if he had been drugged into the perfect dream. When the griffon was done coating him though, she remained seated on his face for a bit longer as the sounds of panting came from above and the weight bared down more on him.
Minutes passed as Gilda lay with her tongue hanging from her beak, cum drizzling from it onto her feathers as she panted and gasped for air. Her eyes rolled and twitched in her head as she tried to piece together what had just happened as she had never had something so pleasurable happen back home before. Soon enough she pulled herself from the stallion's face, her daze still soaking her brain as she crawled onto the empty half of the couch. "You know dweeb, I should charge you for doing that but I won't since that was awesome." She struggled to focus Pocket in her vision as she looked back at the drenched face she made.
Pocket licked away at the juices his tongue could reach on his face and pulled his glasses off as well that oozed with her fluids. "Well, I wasn't expecting that either. I didn't think a female specimen could do such a thing as that." He grabbed a tissue from the box close by and wiped down his glasses before putting them back on to get a look at the satisfied griffon. "So I guess you'll be going back to your training now."
"Oh no, not yet. I want to feel that thing inside me. If it was that good in my mouth it's gotta be even better in my holes. Now hold still." She crawled back over to the stallion, this time facing him as she climbed over his body. Her talons took hold of his dick and rubbed it against her folds. "Ya, that's it, dweeb, you're gonna be my plaything for a little bit now." With her tease she then dropped her body onto the dick, feeling her walls stretch wide open to accommodate the bigger dick than her anatomy would normally take. The sensation drove her wild as she spread her wings out and let out a roar. Claws outstretched before coming to rest on the stallion's chest where she used him as a support to push herself up and drop back down on his cock. It was hitting her deep and rough just the way she liked it.
"I...oh wow that feels...sweet Celestia I didn't know..." Pocket rambled as he couldn't describe how much pleasure he was getting by being used by the griffon as a fuck toy. All he cared about was he was getting laid and it felt amazing as she rode him hard. Her ass slapped against his body as she bounced on his dick like it was a carnival ride. The feeling of her claws just barely scraping on the surface of his skin beneath his grey coat of fur. The thrill that she could easily tear him apart made it all the kinkier in his mind as he was dominated by Gilda.
Gilda's loins were overrun with pain and pleasure as she kept up her little rodeo with the stallion. His cock was just so good in her mind that she didn't want to have another griffon at this point. The size drove her crazy with lust as she leaned in and kissed the stallion as she did smaller jumps on him. Their tongues met as she drank in the euphoric feeling of bliss, drowning her pain in the pleasures of intercourse, and removing anything else from her mind. Breaking the kiss, she sat back up again, looking down at Pocket, a big smile coming across her face which was usually a big grumpy frown. "Bet you love that griffon pussy lover boy. Get ready cause Gilda wants to feel you explode again." She picked up her pace, bouncing as hard as she could, making slapping sounds echo through the room as her ass collided with his groin, sending his balls upward to slap her cheeks in the process.
Poor Pocket was left to the whim of Gilda, as she ran him into the couch as hard as she could, his back pushing past the cushioning into the wooden frame below. She had gone full-on cock crazy as she rode him. His dick twitched to the rough rubbing of her inner walls, liquid dripping from her snatch onto his sheath and groin the faster she went. Letting out moans of pleasure, he did his best not to bust right away but it felt like holding back the weight of a tank that was driving over him. Soon enough he yelled out "FUCK" as he felt his nuts unleash a second volley of sperm into the warm griffon twat. His splooge coated her inside, filling her womb, and leaking out of her folds back onto him as she sprayed him a second time, as she sat herself down on his dick.
The griffon leaned back as she let the flood of jizz fill her pussy to the brim with sweet sticky goo. Her body started to feel heavy as she sat there, feeling her body drain of energy from the ride she had just taken with this nerd of a stallion that was well-hung. When the dick in her stopped spurting out more semen, she fell forward, laying on him as she panted away. Her tongue flopped out as her wings finally pulled back into the closed position. "Gotta say dweeb that you certainly have a good amount stored away. Just need a little rest and I say we go one more round since you got it prepped already."
With the full weight of the griffon on him, Pocket couldn't do anything to get her off her. He could feel the cum dripping out of her pussy onto him, his balls still aching for a bit more release from the intense pleasure she had given him. The dominating griffon was a bigger turn-on than he expected since he was thinking it would be the other way around. His hooves struggled to even move her to the side so he could breathe a bit easier, his magic didn't seem strong enough either. Giving up on even getting that little room he accepted his fate of being used once more by Gilda.
Gilda eventually pulled herself up off the couch, her face planting into the floor, her tail swung over her back to show off her creampied pussy and still-wet asshole that Pocket had given a nice rimjob to. "Come on big boy, give my ass a good fucking too."
Now that was something Pocket could get behind in doing. He was going to be in control of this one, and it was going to be something that he wanted to try badly. Climbing off the couch he proceeded to lick the hole a bit more as he got himself erect once again. His tongue wiggled into the hole and licked at the inner walls that he could reach with it. Getting sounds of cooing from the griffon as he did so before he was ready. Mounting himself over her hips, he lined his dick up with the small pink pucker which was half the size of his cock. Soon enough he pushed, feeling a bit of resistance as he did until that resistance faded and his dick went right in, stretching the hole wide. The warm insides of Gilda's ass were much tighter than her vagina but much dryer as well. Still, it felt amazing to put his pecker into her butthole. "Can't believe I'm actually doing this. It's so tight in your backdoor."
"Ya ya, just fuck my ass dweeb. Fucking fill it with more of that cum of yours. You're not gonna stop until I feel it dripping from my tailhole. Now stop yapping and get humping." She snapped her talons at the stallion who was now balls deep into her rear. Feeling his balls swing and tap her pussy as he thrust into her bowels along with the stretching of her insides, her heart was on fire with how fast it beat with adrenaline as she drowned herself in the bliss that had started as lust. This was a workout well worth doing compared to running in the hot sun and probably was just as good as the running was in her mind.
Planting his rear hooves on the ground, the stallion pumped his hips forward as hard as he could, digging his dick deep down into Gilda's bowels and forcing her to squawk out with each thrust. Her cries of delight gave him more fervor to carry on even with his body ready to collapse from the amount of energy he spent, being used as a fucktoy. His cock ached from the amount of rubbing they had been doing, even with it well lubricated from her soaking wet snatch and his cum it still hurt to keep going but he wasn't going to disappoint this female that was presenting her asshole to him after he was given such a good smothering with it. With his mind occupied with fucking the griffon he put his magic to work in giving her clit a teasing massage, purple magic lighting up from the horn on his head and appearing down at her vulva to start rubbing where the love button would be.
Soon enough that rubbing melted Gilda's mind as she practically fell over from the pleasure being pushed through her body from that little bit of magic. Her talons scraped against the floor, leaving small claw marks where she dug into it. "Don't you dare stop doing that dork. That feels too good." Her tone was commanding but absent of any real rage to back up the fear she tried to strike into the stallion. the golden orbs rolled into the back of her head as she felt his balls start slapping harder against her clit as well with the magic stimulation. The whole combination of the anal fucking, clit teasing, and slapping of a sack against her was sending her closer to the edge of another orgasm as well.
This time Gilda was first to burst as she soaked the grey sack that blocked the path out of her pussy, sending more of the juices to the floor after giving it a splatter. Pocket's dick kept fucking away at her tailhole as she came, which just kept the flow going a bit more from the extra overload of euphoria. Each moment felt like forever as she was plowed into the floor by Pocket who could feel the muscles in his flanks start to burn away but he wasn't going to fail Gilda after all this time.
"I'm getting close... gonna burst soon..." he grunted as his thrusts became smaller with each one until he planted his dick into the griffon fully and leaned over her rear. A torrent of cum rushed out once again, filling in the endless asshole of the griffon with sticky splooge. The smell of sweat and sex filled the room and the nostrils of the stallion gave him enough pleasure to turn his brain into mush as he lay there draining his balls fully into the griffon's asshole.
Time slowed down for the pair as they both turned into jelly, letting the clock slip out of their minds as their eyes became heavy as rocks. Each second lasted to minutes, and minutes into hours, as they lost all track of the flow of time. With a loud thud the two collapsed on the floor, Gilda still with her ass up, while Pocket lay next to her panting as he had run out of all energy he had left in his muscles.
Pulling herself up as best as she could, Gilda's talons felt like jelly as her paws struggled to even get a grip on the floor. Managing just enough to move herself to Pocket's head, she flipped herself onto him, her ass covering his face once again. "Now eat that right out of where you put it, lover boy."
With what little energy Pocket had left, he stuck his tongue out and into the gaping tailhole, tasting his jizz from the griffon's ass. It was salty and a bit sweet with a mix of musky from Gilda. His nose burned from all the smells it had taken in, and soon enough he had devoured all the cum that he could from her butt before tapping on her leg to signal he was done. When Gilda got off of him, he coughed a bit more, before taking a deep inhale of air. "That was great Miss. How much do I owe?"
The griffon walked to her shorts and panties, along with the bags. Her rear filling full, she stopped and turned to him. "Nothing, we both got something out of it that we enjoyed." She picked up her sweaty panties and threw them at the stallion, landing them on his horn. "Keep those if you want for a trophy. Next week's the marathon, so I'll be back again soon for some more rounds but I'll bring some of my stuff to make it even better. All on the house next time too. Now I gotta get back to the hotel and clean up. Was great fucking you dweeb." She laughed as she struggled to walk herself to the front door.
Pocket lay there with a smile on his face that was covered by sweaty underwear. He placed his hooves against them and took in the sweet smell of lustful victory. Even if he was at the bottom of this to be used, it was going to certainly be a fun time with the griffon again.
