After School Special

by Brony-wan-kenobi

Rating: mature
Tags: Porn, Ocellus, Sex, Gallus, Anthro, Trixie, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 7979

Gallus gets an extra special lesson from Trixie after school hours.

There is a service that Ocellus offers to the students of the School of Friendship. One that allows her clients to spend time with the creature of their desires. For a price, of course.

Gallus is her latest client. But, when Trixie walks in before Ocellus' preparations are completed, is everything ruined? Well, Gallus will have to go with the flow and hope that everything will work out. And maybe something more will happen.

Written for Drop_It_Like_Its_Clop for Summer Sins 2024

All characters in this story are 18 years up or older.

Published 2024-07-07 10:30:00 UTC
Last updated 2024-07-07 10:30:00 UTC

Chapter 1

Ocellus hummed to herself as she laid on her bed, her feet kicking in the air lazily. Today she was dressed in a brown, knee-length gypsy skirt along with a white, blouse that was puffy around her shoulders but left the majority of her arms bare along with her stomach. The blouse was honestly one of her favorites as it sort of had a pirate-like quality to it due to the feel of the material as well as the shoelace-like straps running across the slight V-cut boob window that gave her classmates a generous view without her coming off as slutty. Before her a book was open, detailing an assignment from Professor Fluttershy which she read while propping her on her hands.

That is until a knock came at the door.

Sighing, Ocellus pulled herself from the interesting passage she had been reading as she sat upright. Spinning around, she slid her hooves down onto the floor before standing upright causing her breasts to bounce and jiggle slightly. Now upright, the changeling mare adjusted her light amaranth neck fin which acted as her mane to make it more presentable before quickly making the short stride to the door before the creature on the other side could knock again.

Only, it seemed that her timing was a little off as, when she opened the door, a taloned claw was already in mid-swing heading straight for her face. Ocellus closed her eyes on instinct, preparing herself for the blow. After a moment or two of not feeling any form of pain, the changeling slowly opened one of her eyes to gaze upon the rightfully shocked face of Gallus.

“Sorry about that. You ok?” asked the griffon, voice laced with concern as he lowered his claw. Ocellus nodded silently as she stared back at her friend. Today, he was wearing a dark blue flight jacket with cutouts for his wings. Sewn onto the jacket were several brightly colored patches that really drew in other’s attention. Like this one depicting a golden idol that the griffons once coveted right above his heart. Another was a patch that celebrated the griffon team that had entered the Equestria Games held in the Crystal Empire a few years ago. Though there was one that, when she spotted half hidden underneath the jacket’s collar, nearly made her smirk. It was the one that Trixie, the guidance counselor for the school, gave to all of the students who entered her office. Just the image of her smiling face with top hats and colorful explosions circling the rim. Underneath the jacket, which was left open, Gallus was wearing nothing more than a plain white t-shirt whose state showed that it should really be replaced soon. As for his jeans, they were more well-kept than the shirt but were also showing their age. Neither of those were surprising as it was well known that Gallus didn’t really have a family so money was tight. The jacket was probably the most expensive thing he owned.

“I’m ok,” replied Ocellus, waving off her classmate and friend’s concern. “So what’s up?”

“I just,” began Gallus before he suddenly stiffened, shutting his beak so quickly and with so much force that it made an audible clicking noise. Sweat began to form over his fur and feathered face as his eyes began to dart this way and that. Almost like he expected someone to approach him and scold him. “You know it’s not really all that important. Just forget you ever saw me and we can get back to whatever it was we were doing.”

As Gallus turned to leave, opening his wings to take flight to make the process all the faster, Ocellus reached out her hand to grab her friend by the wrist to stop him. Like with the door, she wasn’t fast enough as he had already begun to flap his wings. Too late to stop, Ocellus was dragged several feet away from her door before the griffon realized what was happening. As such his feline feet made contact with the ground once more before turning to look at her.

“Ok, that was,” began Ocellus, catching her breath as she began to calm down. All the while, she kept her gaze on Gallus while giving him a look that said ‘you know its pointless to run right now as I know where you sleep’. “Gallus, there’s no need to be nervous. After all we’ve been through you should know I’ll always hear my friends out.”

“Well,” began Gallus, a blush forming on his cheeks. “It’s kind of hard to say this.” As the griffon spoke, he glanced around the hallway which was thankfully empty. No doubt everyone was outside enjoying the cool weather the pegasi had provided.

“Hey, this is a judgment free zone,” she said. “So whatever it is you need to say, you can say it. I promise whatever is said here stays between you and me. Nor will I think any less of you.”

“Ah,” began Gallus as he looked around once more, seeming just a tad bit more nervous. So much so that every time he looked down a hallway Ocellus could feel the emotions of nervousness radiating off of him. But, there was more she could sense. Pushing through his fear was excitement along with longing that her changeling senses told her were directed not towards a class project he wanted to do or having some fun like they normally did. No, these feelings were linked towards a certain individual. Once he was sure the coast was clear, the griffon took a deep breath while digging his paws into the ground. Then, as if wanting to make sure no one could hear him, he leaned closer to whisper into the changeling’s ear who, for her part, leaned in closer as well. “I heard you started offering up a certain service.”

That was as far as Gallus got before a wide smile appeared on Ocellus’ lips. “Oh, you heard about that,” she said while moving her arms behind her back. “Let me guess, you want me to arrange a meeting? For you, I can offer up the friends and family discount.”

“Really?” asked Gallus, no longer hiding his emotions as his eyes lit up with hope as well as several other feelings that would have Ocellus drooling. They were all there, right out in the open.

“How about we step into my office to discuss the details. Like who this special someone you want to meet. As well as my fee,” continued Ocellus, grateful that her stomach didn’t growl at that moment due to the amount of love and lust the teen was emitting right now. So many different kinds of love too. Like the type of love someone shouts out when they say ‘Thanks! I love you!’. The type of grateful love that appears in the heat of the moment when someone close to you comes through, laced with joy as well as relief. Not as filling as the romantic love shared between two ponies, more like a healthy snack than anything else. If she had to more specifically describe it, Ocellus would say it was a cup of applesauce meant to tide you over until the real meal began.

Hmm, maybe she should ask if she could feast on that feeling before they continued. Then she could go after the emotion she really wanted out of all this!

The sun was setting, its orange light shining through the windows of the classroom where Gallus sat at a desk in the front row with his head lowered. The only sounds that seemed to reverberate within the room where the ticking of the clock along with the sound of his talons tapping on the desk. Pretty soon his own heartbeat would join them as, with each second that passed, its beats seemed to grow louder as they could now be heard in his ear. Gallus’ paws scratched against the floor as he did his best to remain where he was.

He just needed to wait. But could he do it? The anticipation was killing him! At any moment he felt he would explode! He wanted to rise from his seat, flying through the corridors of the school at such a speed that shatter glass, and find Ocellus to tell her-

“Gallus, what are you doing here?” came a new voice causing the teen to jump in his seat. As a claw shot over to his chest above where his heart was, the griffon turned his head to see one of the few adults here he really respected: Trixie Lulamoon. The school’s guidance counselor was wearing a few of her more well known attire from the days when she was nothing more than a traveling magician: her purple pointed witch’s hat adorned with stars and the matching cape. The rest, well, was something that most ponies around here were still getting used to. The first was her new white blouse that had frills along the sleeves. That along with her knee length business type skirt were her new normal in place of the magician’s uniform she used to sport before working here. Perhaps done to make her appear more professional without losing any of the flare she had obtained throughout her previous career.

“W-What?” stammered Gallus as he took in the older mare’s beauty. Her face was still free from wrinkles or crow’s feet, while her silvery white mane seemed to shine with life. Looking downward for a moment, Gallus felt his cock twitch as it looked like her blouse could barely maintain her D-cup’s. He didn’t know if that had been on purpose, wanting to show off for her marefriend, the new headmare Starlight Slimmer, but he could see some of the partners of her lacy bra.

“Trixie asked you what you were doing here,” repeated the guidance counselor, rolling her eyes a little before speaking. She then stepped forward, Gallus noticing she had a briefcase with her. However, before he could notice anything else about it Trixie cleared her throat in clear annoyance. “Classes are over for the day and dinner will be served soon in the cafeteria. So what could be so important that you would miss a meal?” Gallus did his best not to wince, mostly due to the thanks he was silently giving the mare for not openly voicing the fact that these meals were free for him. And that he needed them due to his lack of funding.

“Oh, I, ah, am waiting for somepony to show,” said Gallus before letting out a sigh. “But I guess she’s not coming.” As Gallus said this, he noticed how Trixie’s face morphed slightly. At first, she seemed to be a bit understanding though still somewhat annoyed by the whole situation. She then opened her mouth to say something, but stopped herself before biting her lower lip. Her eyes then darted around while having a posture that seemed to suggest that she was having some sort of internal argument with herself.

Finally, she spoke. “Trixie sees,” said the mare. “Well, Trixie didn’t spot anypony down the corridors. So it is most likely that whoever you are waiting for isn’t showing up. Trixie is sorry.” She then lowered her head, giving him a sympathetic smile. “Still, if you are willing, there is a matter that Trixie wishes to discuss with you. Trixie was willing to schedule a meeting with you before the weekend, but if you don’t mind then perhaps we could do so now?”

“I suppose,” said Gallus with a sigh, partly wanting to kick himself. Whatever grief he was feeling seemed to go unnoticed by Trixie as she moved over to the desk at the front of the room. There, she set down her briefcase before opening it briefly and closing it revealing she had a couple documents in her hand.

“Trixie is aware that this is your last year here at the School of Friendship,” began Trixie, looking at the documents as though they were slightly unsightly to her. “According to this, you wish to stay in Equestria and join the Royal Guard. Is that correct?”

“It is,” replied Gallus with a nod, though he was silently wondering where this was going. Equestria had become more of a home to him than Griffonstone ever was. So much so that he now wished to be one of its defenders. To protect it as well as the mare who had brought him here in the first place, perhaps even one day becoming Captain of the Royal Guard.

Yes, Gallus respected both Princess Twilight Sparkle and Trixie Lulamoon with all his heart. Perhaps he was even more than a little infatuated with them. Trixie had been the mare who had stood up for him when they dealt with Grandpa Gruff. It was honestly touching to see somepony yelling at the aged griffon on his behalf, even losing her cool with him. Something he doubted most of the professors would have done despite caring for his well being all the same. As for Twilight, the former headmare of the school had been the one to bring him here. Without her, he would never have met the friends he had found at this school. Nor would he have gone on so many adventures. Then there was the fact that life here was just so much better than in Griffonstone. Sure it was getting better over there, but that was thanks to Equestria and their newer stronger relations with its new ruler. Princess Twilight was even willing to help him out during the holidays. So, yeah, he wanted to show his gratitude to both these amazing mares by protecting the place they called home.

That as well as finding they drop dead sexy.

“…Trixie sees,” responded Trixie, pursing her lips for a moment. No doubt her grudge against Princess Twilight being a major factor in her reaction. However, this didn’t last long as she set the papers down on the table before placing her hands on top of them. “It is admirable, though it might be difficult for you.”

“What?” asked Gallus as he sat upright in his seat, wings flaring as he looked at Trixie in disbelief. “But I checked the GPA requirement to apply for the Royal Guard and I’m well above the minimum! I even spoke to Princess Twilight and she assured me that I met every other requirement! She promised me that there would be no issue and that she would personally see to it that I got in as long as I-”

“Gallus,” interrupted Trixie, her voice holding a low but forceful tone that silenced the teen. “Trixie has your transcript and, yes, everything is well above what they are asking. Trixie even sees that, much to her annoyance, that Twilight has written a formal letter allowing you entrance into the Royal Guard. Making you the first griffon to do so. However, that is the problem. You do remember how the ponies of Equestria acted when you first enrolled in this school?” Gallus remained silent as he nodded his head. “Well then, if that was the uproar they were willing to make when non-Equestrians were here just to study, imagine how they will react when you try to join the Guard. Trixie is sure that once you begin your training, some uppity noble will begin throwing their weight around to get you dismissed. Most likely claiming that your griffon heritage makes you a possible security risk.”

Anger began to well up inside of Gallus. “How can they say that after everything I have done for Equestria?!” he demanded while standing up so fast that he knocked his seat over.

“Because they’d be idiots, narrow minded fools that refuse to change their worldview because, if they did, they would have to admit they were wrong,” replied Trixie. “Honestly, pulling teeth without any numbing spells is easier and less painful than getting those types of ponies to admit that they have fucked up.” Upon hearing that, Gallus couldn’t help but smile. “If Trixie had to guess, they’ll spout off about how greedy griffons are. They might be ‘kind’ enough to call you ‘one of the good ones’, but in the end you will be bought out if enough bits are tossed your way. Like they’re ones to talk given how many bribes these ponies take on a daily basis.”

“Well, as much as I hate to say it, he has a good point,” admitted Gallus as his shoulders slumped, head lowering slightly. “Griffons haven’t been well known for their generosity. Things are improving but it’s still slow going. Hard for many to change how they lived their entire lives.”

“So, does this mean you’ll want to change career paths?” asked Trixie.

“No,” replied Gallus without hesitation. “This is something I want to do. And it wouldn’t be the first time I had to prove myself.”

Trixie let out a sigh before smiling. “Alright then,” she said before picking up the papers again. “If that is what you want, then Trixie will not stand in your way. Thankfully, this time, Twilight actually thought ahead. She has sent a letter to Prince Shining Armor requesting his help in the matter. As both a prince as well as Captain of the Royal Guard, his word will carry a tad more weight.” Then, slowly, a new smile appeared on Trixie’s face. “Though there is more you could do to help make his job, as well as Twilight’s, a tad easier.”

Gallus raised his head just in time to see Trixie placing the papers back into her briefcase. “Like what?” he asked.

“Well, while your grades are certainly high enough to get in as is, if you were shown to be diligent enough to improve the areas where you are weak in that would certainly help,” replied Trixie as she stood, walking around the desk only to stop when she was directly in front of Gallus. “And should you be willing to do so after school, Trixie would be more than willing to write up a letter praising you for your hard work. Trixie would even be willing to have Starlight write one up for you as well, should you impress Trixie. A letter from the Headmare and Guidance Councilor of the School of Friendship would certainly help keep many doors open. Perhaps long enough for you to rise in the ranks to, oh Trixie doesn’t know, maybe Captain of the Royal Guard?”

“Of course!” declared Gallus without a moment’s hesitation. “I can start as soon as possible! Just tell me when and which subject and I’ll get right on it!”

“Oh really?” asked Trixie, a coy smile on her lips as she strode towards Gallus. “Then how about right now?”

“But…I don’t have any textbooks with me,” he stammered, feeling a little uneasy at the look in Trixie’s eyes. He had seen those eyes in that of a predator as it stocked its prey.

“Oh, Trixie doubts you will need it for Advanced Personal Relationships,” she said, now so close to Gallus he could feel her breath on his beak. “Trixie has heard from Pinkie that you are struggling in that area. And Trixie is more than willing to give you a…hands on instruction.” As Gallus took in her words, his body processing faster than his mind did as evident by how quickly his cock became hard, Trixie kissed him. His eyes remained open, feeling her body pressing into his while her tongue slithered into his beak. For a moment, all he could do was stand there as he went into all the reasons why this was wrong. Trixie was already Starlight’s marefriend and he doubted she would be happy to know about this affair. Then there was the fact that she was still a teacher here. Sure he was an adult but this was still wrong.

Then, as he dick continued to press against his pants, he mentally said screw it while kissing her back. She was the one who wanted to do this after all. Then there was the fact that fucking a teacher in the class room was kind of hot. The taboo of the act itself along with the notion that they could be caught by anypony was just adding more fuel to the fire of his arousal. And, finally, he could use a little practice if another one of his dreams ever came true. Like the one where, when he became a guard, he was tasked to guard Princess Twilight on a long night before she asked for some relief from a stressful day.

Connections and friends are, after all, important when advancing in your career.

Finally, Trixie pulled away. “Tsk, tsk,” she said with a frown, though there was a slight blush on her face. “That certainly won’t do. You took too long to respond to the kiss while your arms just hung there. You didn’t even try to place them on Trixie’s hips or Trixie’s Great and Magnificent Flank. Now Trixie understands why your grade is where it is. Still, points for the part where you did put some effort into it!”

Gallus, despite the harsh comment, blushed. “Sorry about that,” he said. “You kind of caught me off guard.”

“Perhaps,” said Trixie with a nod. “Though that will not be a valid excuse in the future! Now, what do you do now?”

“Ah…I undress you?” asked Gallus.

Trixie rolled her eyes at that. “Obviously,” she said in a snarky tone. Nervously, Gallus moved over to her with trembling claws that went straight for the neckline. But before he could do anything else, Trixie smacked his hand away while giving him an annoyed look. “Were you intending to rip off Trixie’s blouse? What were you expecting the Great and Powerful Trixie to do when this was over? Run down the halls to the gym naked? Or streak back to Trixie’s apartment? Show more consideration towards your lover in these situations.”

“S-Sorry, I’ve never done this before,” stated Gallus.

“It will be fine,” said Trixie, her tone calmer now as if she were more gently making a correction towards a colt who had made a mistake in his homework assignment. “You just need to be more careful. Start at the top button and work your way down. No need to rush. Though, in the future, when Trixie is ready for such rough behavior, Trixie will wear a cheaper blouse while bringing extra.”

After taking a breath, Gallus did what she asked. One by one, starting from the top, the griffon began unbuttoning the blouse. It didn’t take long for him to get an eyeful of the treasures hidden just beneath the surface, the twin valleys of Trixie’s cleavage pressed together. The very sight of these blue, soft mounds made his dick all the harder. A few more buttons later and he found himself staring at the lacey white bra. He could make out several streaks of lines running across the fabric leading to a cluster of stars around where he guessed her nipples would be.

Gulping, Gallus wondered if she always wore bras like this or if it was for a special occasion.

“Very good,” said Trixie once the blouse was off, lying crumpled and out of the way on the corner of the desk. “Now to finish your work. Take off Trixie’s bra.” With sweating talons, Gallus reached behind Trixie to free her breasts completely. However, for a novice like him, this was easier said than done. While this did get an annoyed look from the mare, she showed she could be patient while guiding his claws to properly unhook the fabric from the back.

Once the hook was undone, Gallus moved back in time to watch as the bra fell off all on its own and landed in the mare’s lap. If his cock had been hard before, it was now painfully trying to free itself. Trixie’s breasts were beyond anything he had seen in Sandbar’s porn collection. They just seemed so…Gallus struggled to find the right word to describe them! Both were full yet held no trace of sag. They just seemed like the type you wanted to rest your head on and use like pillows because they looked so soft and inviting! Then there were her nipples, both seeming engorged to the point where they commanded you to pay them attention.

“Remember Gallus,” said Trixie, folding her arms underneath her breasts as she spoke with a confident smile on her face. “Right now, mood is everything. Messing up during the undressing can, at best, put a damper on it or, at worst, kill it entirely. You wouldn’t want that, would you?” Gallus shook his head causing Trixie to smile dominantly. “That a good student. Trixie is certain you’ll get the hang of this once we’ve done it several dozen times.”

“Several,” gasped Gallus, the rest of what he was saying being caught in his throat as Trixie took hold of his wrist and pulled him closer to her.

“Let Trixie show you what you will be capable of when you have completed this class,” she said in a husky whisper. Letting out a soft moan at how erotic she sounded, Gallus’ beak was open just enough for Trixie to claim it once more. Her hands grabbed at his shirt and jacket, pulling him in closer to that her breasts were pressed against his covered chest. All thought seemed to leave him, only able to acknowledge the feeling of her breasts and how her nipples poked through his shirt while the mare hungrily devoured his beak. It was like she had become a hungry beast wishing to devour him whole. Wanting him and only him in this moment.

As Trixie continued to kiss him, her tongue conquering his beak effortlessly, the teen began to realize something else. Her hands were on the move. With little effort she had taken a hold of his jacket before pulling it off of him without ever needing to break her kiss. As the pair heard the thumb of the jacket hitting the floor Trixie let out a needy moan before pulling away. But not for long as her lips connected quickly with the side of his face, kissing and sucking that spot before making another needing noise as she moved down. Gallus could only close his eyes, savoring the feeling as she moved to his neck. There, hungry and lustful noises replaced the moaning as her lips moved downward. By the time she had reached Gallus’ collar bone, Trixie’s hands had grabbed the bottom of his shirt. After pulling away briefly she lifted the fabric upward. On instinct Gallus lifted his arms up so that his shirt could be completely removed.

Now that both of their chests were bare, Trixie went back to her ‘demonstration’. Her lips found his body again, now slowly licking the griffon’s chiseled abs while her hands felt up his chest. Once her tongue found one of his nipples, circling around it slowly while making a primal and lustful noise, Gallus finally found it within him to return the touch. Though still somewhat nervous and afraid he would ruin the mood, the griffon reached out to touch one of her perfect breasts. For a moment, Gallus moaned as he took in the feel of her breast. How soft it was. The weight of it. The feeling of her nipple against his claw. Lightly he gave it a couple of squeezes, each time he did so earning an approving noise from the mare letting him know he was on the right track.

Then Trixie pulled away.

“I believe it’s time you took a more active role in all of this,” she said while backing towards the desk. Once her flank touched the edge she sat on it while spreading her legs to show the panties underneath her skirt. At first, Gallus thought she wanted him to take them off. But those thoughts were quickly dashed away as the mare leaned back and removed them herself with little flare. When she sat back straight, she made sure that her sex could be seen underneath her skirt. “So far, Trixie has been doing all the heavy lifting. This won’t do if you wish to get a passing mark for this lesson. So, this is what Trixie will do. You shall lick Trixie’s Amazingly Tight and Tasty pussy until she cums. Do a good job and Trixie will give you a special reward. Fail and, well, you will learn the hard way what happens to anycreature that utterly kills the mood.”

“Right,” breathed Gallus as he kept his eyes on the slit before him. There was an urge to just take off his pants and boxers, freeing his cock so that he could finally fuck her. But he didn’t want to disobey Trixie. He wanted to make her proud of him. To show her that he was taking this ‘lesson’ seriously.

So, with that in mind, the griffon got on his knees before crawling over to the desk. Like this he found himself at eye level with her pussy, easily able to take in the scent of her sex. But he also noted that she wasn’t as wet as he would have hoped. He knew enough about sex to know that this meant. Not wishing to let her down any further, Gallus took a deep breath before leaning his head forward to take the plunge.

The first thing he did was stick out his tongue to trace Trixie’s outer folds. Due to the fact that his tongue was more like a birds, this making it shorter and thinner, his beak also pressed against her pussy as well. He did not dwell on this for too long as he began to caress her lower lips, slowly tracing his tongue along them. Up and down he flicked his tongue which earned approving noises from the mare. Even better, the scent of her sex grew stronger as her fluids began to trickle out of her hole. This was not like the gushing he had seen in porn, but for his first time he would take it as a win!

Growing bolder, the griffon’s tongue began to move all around her sex. His licks began more powerful and rapid as he toyed with her folds. Now he could taste her juices more clearly, finding that they had a slightly sweet taste to them along with…peanut butter? The taste brought forth the image of Trixie in a similar position, her pussy full of her favorite snack which was being licked up by both Sunburst and Starlight. With this in mind, Gallus brought his claws up to spread her pussy as wide as he felt comfortable with getting to see a brief flash of her insides. But he did not dwell long on this as he closed his eyes and shoved his beak along with his tongue deep inside of her.

“Yes,” hissed Trixie as a hand rested on his head. “Just like that. Keep it up.”

Gallus barely registered the words as he continued his work. Instead he focused on opening and closing his beak carefully so as to not cut up the insides of the amazing mare he was eating out. He focused on her taste, finding that the flavor of peanut butter was indeed stronger within her. His tongue flicked about, pressing on whatever parts of her inner walls as he could as her scent overwhelmed his nose.

As her juices began to increase, Gallus opened one of his eyes to spot something. It was Trixie’s clit, standing proudly from out of its hood. With barely a thought, he moved one of his claws to flick it causing the mare’s body to tense up and jerk. Slowly, he began to make circles around it in the same manner Trixie had done with her tongue on his nipple. The results were quite pleasing. Trixie’s hips jerked and her body bucked on the desk while loud cries filled the air. The fear of being caught never entered their minds, not as the realization that Gallus was about to make Trixie cum became ever more clear. The only time he flinched was when Trixie slammed one of her fists on the desk, all but screaming ‘FUCK!’ to the heavens. Hearing her, seeing Trixie like this because of his actions, spurred the teen on even more so. Remembering a picture he had seen once, as well as the mare’s face captured in that moment, made Gallus want to recreate it. Hoping this was the right move, the eighteen year old griffon moved his beak out of Trixie’s pussy causing her to actually whimper a bit. A whimper that only grew louder when he breathed a little hard onto her clit. Carefully he slid his tongue forward, lightly touching the mare’s sensitive nerve. The reaction he got was instantaneous as blue thighs wrapped around his head while her fist once more pounded on the desk. Seeing this as his permission to continue, Gallus began to move his tongue around the clit while managing to insert his fingers into her dripping sex. He could now feel her thrashing about as sweat began appearing all over her body. His as well as it felt like the room had gone up in temperature by several degrees with him only now realizing it. Juices were gushing out of her sex with each thrust of his claws.

Then he flicked her clit.

The response he got was something he never expected, Trixie screaming at the top of her lungs while her thighs tightened around his head. It was then that he learned that, due to her years of pulling her own wagon around Equestria and beyond for many years as well as working on a rock farm, had given her powerful legs. So powerful that he felt she could easily kill him if she wanted to. Though it would be a hell of a way to go as the juices squirting out of her sex and hitting his neck might have added ‘drowned’ to his obituary had he been just a little bit lower.

When her hold finally loosened, Gallus looked up to see the rest of the state Trixie was in. She was leaning all the way back, resting on her elbows and tits pointed at the ceiling. Those magnificent breasts of hers jiggled with each deep intake of breath she took while sweat rolled down. As for Trixie’s face, there was a bit of a reddish hint to it as she seemed to be coming slowly back to reality.

“Trixie,” began the mare only to then pause so she could take a breath. “Trixie did not expect you to do that well. Trixie is pleased.”

Before Gallus could stammer his thanks, Trixie seemed to have gotten her second wind as she slid off the desk. Almost instantly she got on her knees, hands flying towards Gallus’ pants. In a blur she undid his belt before just pulling his pants and boxers down in one go, almost getting smacked in the face by his cock in the process. Looking down, Gallus saw Trixie just staring at his member while her hands kept his pants at his paws. While not as thick as a stallion’s cock as well as not having a medial ring, a griffon’s member was long with anywhere from two to six rows of fleshy barbs just underneath the spear-like head. For Gallus, he had four barbs.

“Now, since you did so well, Trixie will give you an A along with an extra credit treat,” said the mare before taking the tip of his cock into her mouth. Gallus let out a gasp, doing his best not to cum right away. But that was easier said than done as he had to brace himself, hands on her head while closing his eyes in full concentration on not letting this be a momentary thing. Yet the sensation of her wet, warm mouth wrapping along the tip was something he had never experienced before. That, along with the way her tongue swirled around it while taking in his pre-cum. And, oh wow, one of her hands was now cupping his balls!

“Tasty cock,” said Trixie in a husky tone, releasing her hold on his member with an audible popping sound. Gallus then felt her tongue at the base before slowly moving upward while making the lewdest noises he had ever heard. Braving to open an eye, he looked down to see the lustful gaze of longing she had directed up at him. Seeing that caused his cock to twitch before almost cumming right then and there. Yet somehow he held on.

“Trixie is now done with the warm up,” she said, nearly causing Gallus to freak the fuck out. THAT was just a warm up?! Unable to help himself, he watched as Trixie brought both her hands to the underside of her breasts, lifting them up so that her nipples traced the sides of his member. She did this several times, cooing while Gallus dug in his paws.

But even that wasn’t the main event. No, it was when Trixie sandwiched her breasts between his slightly damp cock to envelope it in a new sensation of warmth. Another coo escaped her lips as she looked down, staring at the spear head poking out from between her pillowy mounds. Then, after a moment, Trixie looked up at Gallus to give him a saucy wink while licking her lips. The poor griffon would only stand there wondering if it was her mission to get him to cum before she did anything!

Thankfully that didn’t happen as Trixie began to move. Gallus gasped loudly as new sensations struck him to the core. He could feel the warmth continuing to grow as friction built up between her breasts as she brought them up and down at a steady pace. He could feel the barbs on his cock digging into the soft breast flesh as well as the saliva that rolled down them whenever Trixie spat on his cock. Breathing harder, he looked down, watching as his cock head was submerged between Trixie’s softness for a moment before it was brought back up for air. However, his attention was then drawn to the face of Trixie herself as she had never allowed her gaze to fall from him once since she had started. With their eyes locked, he could see every her mouth opened to allow his member to enter but never closing in on it. Every time her tongue would flip at the tip, lapping up his pre-cum, sweat, and her own spit.

“You want this baby?” Trixie asked in her most husky, needy voice yet. “You want Trixie to keep fucking your griffon cock with her breasts? You want Trixie to make you feel good?”

“Yeah,” gasped Gallus as Trixie increased her pace. No longer able to keep his eyes open, Gallus gritted his beak as Trixie’s pace became rapid. He could now hear a smacking noise, but whether it was from her breasts colliding with each other or connecting with some part of his body he didn’t know. Maybe both? What’s more, Trixie was now sucking on the head of his cock while make noises that suggested she was snacking on something extra tasty. He could feel every time her lips wrapped around his cock, sucking on it so hard he felt like his soul would leave his body while her tongue circled the head. Her head would then bob several times before releasing it and gasping as if she was out of air.

Honestly, Gallus had no idea how he lasted as long as he did. But that limit had finally been shattered. As Trixie’s mouth released its hold of his member for maybe the third time, his twitching cock said enough was enough. Unable to control himself, the teen shot a load of cum upwards. At once Trixie gasped as she stopped what she was doing while cum rose into the air before landing. Most likely on her breasts.

“A little warning next time, if you please,” said Trixie with a bit of a huff. Opening a single eye slowly, Gallus could see that, indeed, most of Trixie’s breasts were covered in his cum. In fact, there was so much cum that they looked like Rarity’s snowy mounds. But perhaps it was her face that was causing her to look annoyed as cum was rolling down that as well. Some of her mane now looked matted in cum, rolling down her forehead in a stream that forced her to close one eye. There were multiple streaks running down both her cheeks and covering her chin.

“Sorry,” was all that Gallus could say.

“Well, see that you remember for next time,” said Trixie as she stood up. “Some mares don’t appreciate it when their partner cums in their eyes or any part of their face. Some don’t even enjoy swallowing it. So it is important that you take the needs of your partner into consideration. Now, as for Trixie, she does enjoy the taste of cum. The Great and Hungry Trixie would have enjoyed swallowing as much as she could had you told her. So keep that in mind for your next lesson. Fail to do so and I’ll knock you down a grade. Is that clear?”

Dumbly, Gallus nodded. That seemed to suffice as Trixie turned around, cum still on her face and breasts, as she leaned over onto the main desk. There she spread her legs while hiking up her skirt to show her now very moist, winking pussy.

“Trixie now wishes to get to the final part,” said Trixie, wiggling her rump as she spoke. “There is no need to be gentle, Trixie is very wet right now and wishes to climax one more time.”

Trixie didn’t need to tell Gallus that twice as the teen, almost tripping over his own pants, stumbled forward with one of his claws holding his still hard cock. Due to his impatience and inexperience, he almost missed the mark and rammed his cock into the wrong hole. And while he would have liked to try anal sex, he knew that this wasn’t the best time to do so. Not without permission. He was at least thinking clearly enough to know that!

Thankfully, this slight screw-up only deterred him for a moment as he managed to hit the mark on his second try. In one, single motion, his cock plunged into Trixie’s wetness causing the mare to throw back her head while gripping the deck. Despite this, she said nothing as her pussy clung ever so tightly to the invader inside. Gallus could feel the barbs on his cock as they rubbed against those walls, even though the only movement came from him breathing and swaying his hips barely.

Now that he was finally inside her, pussy wrapped around his cock and clenching at it tightly, whatever remained of Gallus’ self control was obliterated with the force of one of Tirek’s blasts! Taking hold on Trixie’s flank, Gallus began to thrust wildly. There was no consideration to make this last as long as possible, not a care that at any moment he could shoot his load deep into the mare and flood her womb with his seed. Whatever semblance of awareness he still had was locked on what Trixie had last told him: no need to be gentle. So with that, his claws dug into the mare’s flank while the primal parts of his mind savored the sounds they were making. The smacking created when his hips met with her behind, the creaking of the desk, and the cries of the mare. Only briefly was he aware of how her grip became ever tighter as it clung onto the desk, he shaking back and forth.

Sadly, because of this mindset, his first time with Trixie would not end in an hours-long sex marathon. One where they would match each other, orgasm for orgasm long into the night. No, this was the type of sex that would only last less than ten minutes as he felt the friction around his cock building along with his upcoming need to unload inside of her. Again he failed to warn her, gripping her flank with all the strength he had before unloading another massive amount of cum. He could feel it filling her, the mental image of his white, hot seed splashing around in what seemed like waves at the ocean filling his thoughts while Gallus’ legs began to give out. The teen’s now limp cock lid out as he fell to his knees.

Now he could see his handiwork up close. There, now at eye level, was Trixie’s pussy. From those blue folds came what felt like a waterfall of cum, both his and hopefully hers as well, falling to the ground before forming a large puddle. A sight which aroused him yet his cock refused to rise.

“Well,” said Trixie as she sat up, though not in her own voice. Still panting, Gallus looked up in time to see the unicorn stretching and moving about much differently than she had before. This didn’t surprise him, nor did it when the image of Trixie vanished only to be replaced with Ocellus. “Was it everything you hoped it would be?”

“Yeah,” breathed Gallus as he tried, almost failing, to stand. His legs were still shaky and needed one of the other nearby desks for support. “I can’t believe you were willing to go so far to play out this little fantasy of mine. I honestly forgot at times that I was dealing with you and not Trixie.”

Ocellus let out a giggle as all the cum on her body just vanished, cleaning herself off in an instant. “I am to please my clients and friends,” she said, putting her own blouse back on. “And trust me, this isn’t the weirdest request I’ve gotten since I started up this little side business. Personally, I think you were one of the tamest.”

“Ah…thank you?” was all Gallus could say as he pulled up his pants. Then, before he could think too hard about it, he gave Ocellus a look. “Are you sure that what I paid you was enough?”

“Oh, you paid me plenty,” replied the changeling, using her magic to reach over and pull the briefcase closer to her. Opening it, she showed two large crystals that had a dark pinkish hue to them. While Gallus looked at them with some trepidation, Ocellus was almost salivating. “Lust for changelings is like potato chips. You know, a snack that isn’t really all that healthy for you nor can you live on it. But oh does it taste so good! Once I start snacking I just can’t stop!”

“Ok,” said Gallus slowly. Then a sigh escaped him while a little grin appeared on his face. “Well if you ever need to stock up your snack drawer, just let me know.”

“Definitely,” said Ocellus with a grin, her magic cleaning all the cum that was on the floor with a single gesture. Now, even the scent of what they had just done remained though even that seemed to be fading quickly. “Normally, this amount of lust would last about a month for a normal changeling. But, for me, I’ll be lucky if it lasts until the end of the week. So, when you feel the itch to continue your little ‘after class lessons’ just knock on my door. Or we can change things up and you can be the big, strong guard to Princess Twilight.”