Not Your Typical Interview
News fidgeted with her pen, pursing her lip as she read over the notes she had jotted down on her notepad. Typically, interviews were quick, efficient, and productive when she conducted them, but glancing up at her interviewee, Quote, a dear friend of hers, she knew she was in for the opposite of her usual experiences.
“So, Quote,” she flatly began.
Leaning back in her seat, humming to herself nonchalantly, the smaller, yellow mare raised a brow. “Sup!”
Her response was simplistic in theory, but the jarring scenario being presented to News as she continually read over her notes made it somehow all the more bizarre. Quote, as absurd as it may seem, had consistently claimed to be, as she put it, “a cum elemental”. Now, News had no clue what in the wide, wide world that meant, but she had learned through multiple experiences with Quote that that claim somehow actually made sense. The smaller mare’s absurd strength, incredible speed, penchant for amorous activities, insistence that cum was “a healthy probiotic substitute”, and various magical acts that no pegasus could conceivably accomplish lent weight to the mare’s claim.
In reality, News probably should have had prior articles and stories made to at least shed some light on the depth of Quote’s antics, but with how things currently were, any readers unfortunate enough to gaze their eyes upon a tale of Quote would be left in the dark about the true legend of the “cum elemental”.
Except she was claiming she was no longer, to quote Quote, “a cum elemental”.
No, now she had bat wings.
And a devilish tail.
And rather revealing clothing, as far as clothes on ponies went at least.
“You’re…saying you’re a succubus now?” News grumbled, feeling a migraine coming on.
Quote nodded, seemingly unfazed by the question. “Yeah!”
News, almost reluctantly, began to write down the response in her notepad. “So…you’re not a ‘cum elemental’.”
“Well, hmmm,” Quote hummed, tapping her chin. “So I’m usually a cum elemental, but of course I used my powers to turn into a succubus for the last week or so! I could maybe be a cum elemental succubus! That’d be neat!”
“And you did this with powers you have from being a ‘cum elemental’, right,” News sighed.
“Right!”
“Right.”
News needed a drink.
“And you asked me to conduct this interview with you…because?” News inquired, almost scared to get an answer.
Quote perked up, beaming with excitement. “Oh! Because I wanted to tell ponies all the cool things I’ve been doing with my succubus powers!”
“Oookay,” News replied, a glimmer of hope flickering in her eyes for an actual story. “So, what good deeds have you been doing?”
“Giving mares cocks!”
News dropped her pen, staring blankly ahead at Quote. “Pardon?”
“You know! Cocks! Big, ole, throbbing, meaty, hard, ready-to-go marecocks!”
News really needed a drink.
Waving her hooves before herself, News exclaimed. “Hang on! Hang on! You’re telling me you’ve just been going around giving mares…” She paused, jotting down some notes in her notepad. “As you claimed, ‘marecocks’?”
“Sounds about right to me!” Quote chirped.
News blinked, leaning forward with confusion. “And…why are you going around giving mares cocks?”
“C’mon News, is it really that hard to understand?” Quote chuckled, playfully waving a hoof before herself.
“I literally would never have uttered that sentence in my life had I not felt the need to ask it.”
Quote playfully stuck her tongue out at the bat pony, crossing her forelegs. “Fine, I’ll spell it out for you.”
“For the love of Celestia please make a modicum of sense,” News grumbled softly.
“Firstly, mares are hot, cocks are hot, so…marecocks are hot squared!”
“I could’ve been a detective…” News murmured, sounding defeated.
“Secondly! It isn’t fair that stallions are the only ones that get to feel how awesome it is to stroke their fifth leg!”
News, at this point, had seemingly lost the energy to bother even mumbling to herself.
“Thirdly! So many mares find having a marecock for a day super exciting, refreshing, and it spices up their sex life big time!”
Though, in her dismay, News hadn’t thought of the consequences of her next statement.
“I don’t get what the appeal of it is.”
Quote froze, slowly directing her gaze to stare daggers into News’ own. “What.”
“What’s with the look? I just don’t get the appeal of dealing with a spell that gives a mare a cock for the day.” News waved a hoof over herself. “I mean, I like taking it, but I haven’t found myself looking at a friend or something and going ‘wow, I wish I had a marecock to plow her with right now’.”
Quote blinked slowly, her expression flat. “How.”
“How? What do you mean ‘how’? I’ve just never thought I needed to have a cock for a day. I’ve got a marehood, it feels great, and I’m sure a dick wouldn’t feel that much better—if at all.” She leaned back, shrugging. “If anything, I’m sure it’d be more annoying than pleasurable. I mean, come on, lugging around something like that all day would be a headache.”
“Nuh-uh.”
News raised a brow. “What do you mean ‘nuh-uh’.”
“Marecocks feel great! If you had one, you’d understand my whole perspective!” Quote exclaimed, slamming a hoof against the table. Magic began to flicker in the succubus’ eyes, glimmering with mischievous intent. “Matter of fact…”
If all of News’ contempt for this interview could turn to concern, it had certainly just done that, as she shuffled back in her seat, watching as magic swirled around her friend. “Heeey, Quote! Let’s - erm - calm down now, alright? I’m not saying your perspective is bad! I just don’t get it is a-all!”
“Oh you will get it, alright~” Quote purred.
News barely had time to register the shift in Quote’s tone before she noticed the magic pooling in her hooves, swirling with a dangerous glow. Her ears pinned back as she raised her own hooves defensively. “Hang on! Hang on! No need to get drastic here! What, you aren’t even gonna debate me on—”
“Fuck you!!! Futa beam!!!”
A blinding flash erupted before she could finish, slamming into her with no warning. Her body seized, nerves firing all at once like someone had flipped a switch inside her. Heat coiled low in her belly, pulsing outward in slow, deliberate waves. Her breath hitched, her muscles locked, and something shifted.
Something new.
The weight of it settled between her legs, foreign and impossibly present. Every small movement sent a ripple of unfamiliar sensation through her body, lighting up nerves that shouldn’t exist. Her tail flicked, her wings gave an awkward shudder, but nothing felt quite right.
Quote’s magic still crackled over her coat, fading in slow, shimmering pulses. She could already tell something was wrong, deeply wrong, but it wasn’t until she forced herself to look down that reality hit like a freight train.
Her ears flattened. Her pupils shrank. Her breath stalled in her throat.
That was not supposed to be there.
It was a marecock.
Her marecock.
Hard, throbbing and ready to go.
“W-what did you just d-do?!” she exclaimed, staring at the foreign asset gracing her figure with bewilderment and, oddly enough, arousal. Her blush only deepened as she watched it twitch before her eyes. “W-what is this?!”
Quote’s magic dissipated from her hooves, as she dusted them off, acting out blowing them as if they were smoking guns. “Uh…a marecock? You know, for a journalist you’re not very intuitive with these things.”
News felt the arcane grip release, and gravity reclaimed her. She dropped back into her chair, her flank slamming against the seat hard enough to make it rock precariously. The sudden shift nearly sent her tipping over—which only made things worse.
“I - wha - huh!?” News stammered, throwing her gaze towards Quote. She glowered at the other mare. “You can’t blame me for being befuddled! You just…you just gave me a cock!” She puffed her cheeks, her embarrassment growing rapidly. “A-Any reporter would lose their cool if this happened to them!”
Quote merely shrugged. “It’s not that big of a deal, really.”
“You just gave me a cock!”
“Yeah, well I guess it’s a big cock, so if you want to say that’s why it’s a big deal I guess -”
“A huge! Hard! Throbbing! R-Really…s-sensitive…”
News’ interjecting words trailed off, as her gaze softened. The sensations she was feeling from her newfound length made her breath hitch, shudders of delight running through her body each time it throbbed. She could feel the blood rushing through it, the pendulous balls that accompanied her new appendage yearning for release. It was foreign, unexpected, but somehow, incredibly enticing.
“W-what’s…going on…” she moaned, her breathing growing heavier.
A smug grin plastered itself across Quote’s face, as she cantered over towards News. “So…you know how that big juicy flank of yours gets stallions rock hard alllll the time?~”
News’ face went red as a tomato, as her cock throbbed with excitement. “I-It doesn’t!”
“For Celestia’s sake, just take the compliment,” Quote grumbled, placing a hoof on News’ shoulder. “Your fat, pillowy, thick, juicy…”
Each adjective Quote used to describe News’ own flank to her made the bat pony’s member throb. “C-Cut it out!”
“Heh, fine, fine,” Quote replied, smirking. “Still, now you get it, don’t you? The way your rump gets studs worked up? You’re feeling that now. The pulsing need, the ache for release—you’ve done that to stallions before. And now…” Her grin widened. “You’re seeing just how hot it feels, aren’t you?”
News gulped, gnawing at her lip like it might keep the heat out of her voice. “I… I guess?”
Quote snickered, nonchalantly shrouding News in her otherworldly magic. News moaned as the arcane grip grazed her length, meekly writhing in the succubus’ grasp as Quote guided her over to the house’s bedroom. Gingerly, she set News down on the bed, eyeing the room up.
“You know, your room’s quite tidy. Unlike the mess you are right now,” she teased.
News merely squeaked in response, writhing as she tangled with the desires running through her.
Seeing an opportunity arising, Quote eyed News’ vest. She knew the bat pony was worked up already, but there was one thing that’d get News flustered no matter what. Taking that vest off was the mare’s kryptonite. For some unknown reason, News’ felt extremely vulnerable whenever her beloved apparel was unbuttoned and open. Frankly, Quote found it a bit hypocritical. Giving mares cocks was weird, but getting flustered over taking off a vest wasn’t?
Either way, she was taking that vest off.
Because by Celestia was she loving News’ flustered state.
“You know what would really heighten the mood?” Quote cooed, trailing her hoof across News’ thigh.
Watching the mare grow closer to her cock, News bit her lip, anticipating the succubus to live up to the title.
But then she passed her cock.
And began unbuttoning her vest.
“Me taking away that vest virginity of yours~”
News’ exhilarated expression immediately shifted to a deadpan one, and for a moment, her desires faded away with downright confusion.
“What?”
Quote blinked wildly. “H-Huh? You always get all shy and stuff when your vest is taken off.”
“Quote you gave me a cock. That kind of outweighs the whole vest coming off thing.”
“Okay but, like, the vest is a big deal isn’t it?”
“Quote.”
“Yeah?”
“You gave me a cock.”
“Okay but I figured if I added on your whole schtick with your vest with the cock, it’d like, you know, intensify the whole thing?”
“No, I’m gonna be honest, I think having a cock right now sorta eclipses most other factors.”
“Huh...”
“Yeah.”
Still committed to her act, Quote unbuttoned another button on News’ vest, making the bat pony shy away as she tensed up. Raising a brow, Quote unbuttoned another one, and another, as News’ blush began to rapidly deepen and her cock throbbed all the more. It was awfully apparent that taking off her vest was working, much to News’ chagrin.
“Seriously?” Quote asked, eyeing News’ cock.
“Listen! I…I…” News scrunched her muzzle, unable to find a way to lie her way out of her vulnerability being exposed. “Oh buck off.”
Quote waggled an eyebrow, sticking her tongue out playfully. “You’re an awful liar.”
“I am under a bit of stress right now okay.”
Directing her attention to News’ cock, Quote licked her lips. “Yeah I can see that. But you still are a total weirdo for getting like this over a vest.”
“Or y-y’know, suddenly getting a cock!” News retorted with an exasperated tone.
Quote rolled her eyes. “I’d say they’re more compounding factors, but whatever floats your boat, Newsie~”
“Also you saying ‘vest virginity’ kinda threw me off there,” News grumbled.
“It was an attempt at dirty talk!”
News rolled her eyes, shaking her head. Just as her mind began to clear up from the awkward interaction Quote had just thrust her into, it began to race once more. Her vest coming off certainly added to the intensity of the entire situation to her, but the core of the issue was the intense need spawning from her dick. The urges, needs, and unending desire to find release were surging back at her, throwing her back into a whirlpool of heat that she desperately wished to quench.
“So, about that ‘stress’ of yours~” Quote taunted, gliding a wing over News’ length.
News flinched, feeling the nerves of her cock go alight from merely being grazed by Quote. “S-Sweet Celestia…are they really t-that sensitive?”
Quote slowly parted the folds of News’ vest, peeling the fabric away to bare her chest. She let her lips follow the motion, trailing slow, teasing kisses along the bat pony’s body, working her way upward with deliberate care.
“Oh, absolutely,” she murmured between kisses. “But imagine how good it feels when you just let it allll out.”
News shuddered, her wings twitching against the sheets. Her ears flicked as Quote’s breath ghosted over her neck, and her voice hitched before she could stop it.
“D-does this s-spell go away?”
Quote leaned into her, resting her weight just enough to make News feel the pressure.
“The cock?” she hummed. “Eh, after a bit.”
Her grin widened as she nuzzled in closer.
“It goes away if you cum lots, sooo… get to work!!!”
News’ wings fluffed out wildly, her face puffing up in sheer mortification as she whirled toward Quote—only to end up nose-to-nose with her. The sudden closeness froze her in place, and for the first time since the spell hit, she really felt it. The weight between her legs, the throbbing need she couldn’t ignore, the way her newly-forged instincts made her hyper aware of every inch of Quote pressed against her.
For Quote, the teasing smirk never wavered, her eyes lidded with calm, knowing amusement.
For News? She was flustered beyond belief. Unknowing of what to do next.
Though Quote had a plan.
Her response was to merely lunge forward, pulling News into a sudden, yet passionate kiss. News’ eyes went wide, taken aback from the sudden move, but as she felt a rush of delight course through her veins, she allowed her eyes to flutter closed, accepting and enjoying the embrace. Her cock pulsed, droplets of precum spewing from her tip as her arousal was reaching newfound heights, all while she moaned softly into Quote’s lips. She squirmed in their embrace, her body unprepared to handle everything it was enduring, but the gauntlet she was experiencing was the core opposite of discomfort.
It felt incredible.
Hearing her friend moaning, feeling the sounds of her pleasure vibrate against her lips, Quote fought back the urge to giggle. This whole succubus schtick she was doing was really starting to pay off, and she herself could feel herself growing wet down under. News was indeed quite the alluring mare, and one who knew she had a way of charming studs. Letting her get a taste of her own medicine, and feeling how she affected so many studs, all while proving Quote’s point of marecocks having their own allure—it was certainly making the succubus’ day.
Pulling away from News, Quote felt her own breath hitch with excitement. A thin strand of saliva bridged the space between them, glistening before breaking as she opened her eyes. News lay beneath her, panting, her breath hot and uneven, ghosting over Quote’s neck. The sight alone sent a shiver down Quote’s spine. She could feel the tension radiating off the bat pony, see the way her body trembled with pent-up need. And maybe, just maybe, she was beginning to feel the same pull herself. Her self-control wavered, just a little. News had asked for help, after all. And Quote knew exactly how much work would be needed to take care of her.
Oh, this was going to be a fun night.
Quote’s gaze drifted lower, landing on the small beads of precum slicking News’ length. She licked her lips, running a hoof slowly down the bat pony’s belly, letting the touch linger before scooping up the glistening drops. Without hesitation, she brought them to her mouth. Her tongue flicked out, lapping up the offering with a satisfied hum.
The taste bloomed across her tongue, richer and more complex than she expected. A faint bitterness, like fresh-brewed coffee, blended with the familiar salt of cum, underscored by a surprising spice that tingled at the edges of her senses. It was new, unexpected, exciting. Her wings twitched stiffly at her sides, her body reacting before her mind had even finished processing the experience. She let the flavors linger, rolling them over her tongue like a sip of something dangerously intoxicating.
“Hoo~ That might be better than your usual cum, Newsie~” Quote purred, licking her lips. “By the way, you do know that cum is technically a good probiotic sub -”
“Quote, I swear to the heavens above if you go on that tangent about cum,” News bluntly scolded. Her breath began to hitch again, as she wrapped a hoof behind Quote’s head. “Come here.”
She pulled Quote in for another kiss, this time being the one to initiate. The tables had turned, with Quote suddenly caught off guard. Her own heart fluttered with excitement as News pressed her tongue into her mouth, pressing against the feeble walls of defense Quote’s lips acted as. She found herself struggling to pull herself together for once, surrendering to News’ attack and allowing the mare to defeat her tongue in a brief encounter—leaving the bat ample room to lavish in her victory. News danced her tongue along Quote’s teeth, the succubus feeling her shudder as she danced along her fangs. It was an unexpected, but incredibly welcome experience, and she soon found herself moaning in tandem with the sounds of News’ arousal.
Instinctively, Quote extended a wing, carefully wrapping it around News’ cock. She began to softly stroke it, feeling it pulse in her grasp. It felt big, eclipsing the size of most of the cocks she had bestowed upon prior mares. Let alone the size, pondering its capabilities made Quote’s heart rate elevate tenfold. News’ cock was girthy, long, and throbbing with the feral need to fuck—and Quote knew full well, soon enough she’d be on it’s receiving end.
Each stroke she made elicited an adorable “eeee” from News’ lips. Knowing she was sending News alight with pleasure so easily, the repeated strokes singing a song to her carnal depths, her marehood winking with excitement as she picked up her pace. She gripped News’ cock harder, her wing soon being covered by bits of precum, all while she allowed News’ kiss to grow in intensity, finding herself dominant on one end, and yet entirely submissive on the other.
It was a level more thrilling than the other mares she had had her impromptu exchanges with. Where they were random ponies she got it on with, News was a friend, which made the experience all the more personal and thrilling. There wasn’t romance in the air, but more so a love that was apparent and palpable as that of two friends truly, to put it blunt, “bonding”. It was simply passionate, appreciation taken form in that of lust, and she was all for it and then some. It had started as mere mischief, with senseless banter and plentiful volumes of teasing, but now, now she was entirely sucked into the moment, savoring every stroke she gave News, every dance of her tongue against hers, and every shudder she received from the thrill of it all.
News was no different. She had cast away her embarrassment and bewilderment, wholly accepting that this was happening. She had a cock, it was entirely foreign to her, but by the depths of her very being was she loving it. Damned it be if she had to admit she was wrong to Quote. What she was experiencing right now, with her friend, was far greater an experience than any senses of disgruntlement she’d get from being wrong. Quote was proving a point, and she’d be lying if she wasn’t in love with being wrong.
She savored the scent Quote offered, sweet, light, and aromatic, flooding her sinuses with a fragrance that was akin to that mare and that mare only. It wasn’t that she never did anything with Quote before, hell, she'd had more than a fair amount of ruts with the mare. However, this specific exchange with so many thrilling new dimensions, she had to admit that having a cock, even if it’d only be for today, really did spice up her sex life. She was thrilled to be wrong, and she’d happily admit that Quote’s claims about this arcanely summoned cock were absolutely correct.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she pulled away from Quote’s lips. Both mares were left gasping and moaning, with Quote still stroking News’ cock as she rubbed her own snatch furiously with a hoof. They were both delving into the depths of their desires, a shift in the mood that was greatly appreciated over the fruitless interview that had been occurring prior.
“So - haaa - wanna know what it feels like to get a blowjob?~” Quote offered, releasing News’ cock from her wing and gingerly licking up the drops of seed that spattered it.
News shivered, leaning back in her bed. She spread her legs, allowing her cock to stand tall and firm. She looked at Quote with pleading eyes, her body too overwhelmed to afford her words, yet her gaze was all that was needed to set Quote into action.
With a knowing smile, and lust flooding her eyes, the succubus shifted herself, moving down the bed. She soon found herself on her belly, staring down the pillar that News now had. She drooled at the sight, finding an intense allure to the mountain of unknown pleasures before her. Acting off instinct alone, she lunged forward, pressing her snout into the region where News’ cock and balls met.
Immediately, her sinuses were met with an explosion of aromas. She knew News’ scent, having stuffed her muzzle in her muff countless times before, but this was a cock, and the smell it gave was a magnitude more intense than anything she’d experienced from the bat pony before. Layers of coffee, from sweet to dark, danced around in her nostrils, overwhelming her senses with a fragrance that was too grand to define.
But the real element, the one that elevated it all, was the scent that most stallions held—that earthy, sweaty musk that only a cock could offer. It blended with News’ typical smells like a symphony, elevating each individual bit of delight by several magnitudes. It was intense, it was perfect—and as shamed as she was to admit it, Quote had to fight to not cum from the smell alone.
But it did have another substantial effect on her. Like a feral animal, her mind went blank with lust, as she greedily stuck her tongue out and dragged it up the length of News’ cock. The flavor was akin to the scent, only sending her further into a state of blind desire, and before she knew it, she was at the tip, and even faster than she lost her senses, she was diving down and throating it with reckless abandon.
News’ entire body locked up, a sharp breath catching in her throat as the wet, taut heat of Quote’s throat wrapped around her. The sensation was completely foreign, nothing she’d ever felt before, nothing her typical anatomy could have even prepared her for. This wasn’t just typical pleasure, this was a different kind of realm entirely, something only a cock could feel, and it was opening her up to a world she never knew existed.
Her length throbbed, nerves alight as Quote’s tongue worked every last inch with sinful precision. She was living up to her title in every possible way, her throat and tongue moving in perfect sync, teasing, working, dragging out a fountain of moans and squeaks from News as if she were uncovering buried instincts the bat hadn’t even known she had. The room filled with the sounds of intimacy, “eeee”’s bouncing off the walls, slurping mingling into their reverberations—a symphony of two mares truly indulging in their desires, both new and old.
Quote kept her pace, bobbing eagerly, letting News’ gargantuan length disappear down her throat over and over, relentless even as her lungs burned for air. She was entranced, addicted, completely lost in the overwhelming thrill of taking every inch. And from the way News was reacting, Quote had a feeling the bat was going to be very interested in getting another blowjob in the future.
Still, she had other charms to work. Almost reluctantly, she pulled off, lips dragging along News’ slickened shaft as she let it fall free with a lewd pop—only to immediately dive lower. Eyes gleaming with mischief, she descended upon the weighty fullness of News’ balls, taking one into her mouth with reverent hunger as she got to work.
She massaged each nut in her mouth, rotating between them like a well-oiled machine, ensuring neither went too long without attention, all while losing herself deeper in the amorous fog she had been cast into. News’ balls were weighty, filled to the brim with cum. Those orbs held delight that Quote needed to extract, her instincts driving her to wring them dry of every drop of seed they would inevitably give. She pressed her nose against News’ cock as she slurped on those nuts, flooding her senses with flavor and scent at once, her mind entering a frenzied state that knew no bounds.
For News, the pleasure was becoming unbearable in the best possible way. The feeling of having her cock sucked had already rewired her understanding of pleasure, but she had never imagined just how mind-meltingly good it would feel to have her freshly forged balls worshiped. Each flick of Quote’s tongue, each slow, deliberate suckle, each warm breath ghosting over her overheated flesh—they all worked in tandem, sending her plummeting into a depth of bliss she hadn’t known existed. It was pure, carnal euphoria, and as her nuts began to hike, she realized, with thrilling clarity, that she was about to burst.
“Q-Quote…I’m - nnngh - I’m…”
She didn’t need to say anything else.
Quote was already moving.
In a flash, she abandoned News’ balls and slid back up, lips parting just in time to engulf her cock once more. This time, she didn’t pace herself. She devoured her, bobbing with a feverish hunger, taking every last inch with messy, shameless abandon. Her muzzle slammed down to the base, her throat stretching to accommodate the sheer size, only for her to pull back at the last second, teasingly pausing at the tip before diving down again. It was a blowjob fueled by raw expertise, by passion, by the relentless hunger that burned between them both.
“Q-Quote! Nnngh! O-oh b-buck!”
News’ desperate, shaky cry was the signal Quote had been waiting for.
Bracing herself, she inhaled sharply through her nose before driving herself down, taking News’ cock to the hilt. Her muzzle pressed flush against News’ groin, her throat tightening around the length as she held herself there, ready.
Then it hit.
A deep, guttural groan ripped from News’ throat as the first hot rope of seed shot straight into Quote’s gullet. The warmth flooded her belly in thick, pulsing waves, rope after throbbing rope, filling her so thoroughly that she could feel the slight swell in her gut as she swallowed. She moaned around the cock in her throat, the vibrations making News’ climax all the more devastating.
The sheer intensity of it, the heat, the weight, the raw, unrestrained pleasure—sent Quote tumbling over the edge alongside her. Her eyes fluttered shut, rolling back, her wings tensing violently as her entire body seized up. A sharp, quivering moan left her lips, muffled by the cock she was still holding deep, and then she came, hard. Her marehood gushed, her juices spilling onto the sheets as her body convulsed with pleasure, every pulse of her orgasm making her throat tighten even further around News.
Seconds felt like hours, as the two rode out their orgasms, finding themselves debating if they were experiencing reality. The entire world went still around them, the only thing they were able to comprehend being the pure euphoria they were mutually experiencing, but alas, even with the wonder of it all, there were endings that had to come, and for the two of them, their peaks had to settle.
Quote pulled back, ensuring she got News’ final rope of cum directly into her mouth, flooding it with delicious seed. She happily gulped it down, a rush unlike any other blazing through her as she savored the taste. She pulled back further, releasing the pillar of flesh from her mouth, giggling as her face was painted with a few final spurts of release. She planted a kiss on News’ tip, dragging her tongue along it, greedily gobbling up every last bit of cum she could, before finally pulling back entirely and allowing herself to regain her bearings.
The two remained in silence, catching their breath as they basked in their afterglows. The room was silent, bar the occasional moan and the constant sound of heavy breathing, but, as the two were slowly coming to their senses entirely, there was one thing they both took note of.
News was still absolutely rock hard.
“Oh…my…g-gosh…” News breathed, laying her head back on the pillow. “That…was…i-incredible…”
Quote wiped her face, unapologetically lapping up the bits of News’ essence that had painted her muzzle. “You’re - haa - telling me! I can’t e-even recall that last time I came from giving a blowjob!” She pressed her muzzle forward, letting News’ cock rest on her face, covering nearly an entire half of it. “One problem though~ Seems somepony’s got plenty more to go!”
“H-Heh…is that so?” News cooed. Reaching down, she grasped her cock with a hoof, slapping it playfully against Quote’s face. “Thankfully I’ve got a cum-craving succubus to dump all this into, eh?~”
Quote’s eyes had a fire in them, as she planted a kiss against News’ shaft. “Maybe~ But only if you admit I’m right.”
“Really? After all that, that’s what you care about?” News grumbled, unamused.
Quote shook her head. “Oh, absolutely not. I’m fighting the urge to start riding this cock of yours like there’s no tomorrow. I just like being petty.”
The two stopped and stared at one another for a moment, before leaning back and giving a hearty laugh each.
“Fine, fine,” News surrendered, raising a brow and smiling down at Quote. “Having a cock…”
“Marecock,” Quote corrected.
News rolled her eyes. “Okay.” She snickered. “Having a marecock is pretty fun, I admit.”
“Pretty fun?~” Quote teased, gently massaging News’ nuts with a hoof. “Dunno if I’m convinced!”
“It’s fucking amazing! There, happy?” News blurted, crossing her forelegs.
Quote shot the bat pony a wink. “Ohhh! Even got you to curse! That’s not very professional of you~”
“Quote I promise to the stars about I’m about to fuck you into a coma.”
“Don’t threaten me with a good time, friendo!” Quote chirped, shimmying her hips.
News’ eyes drifted over Quote’s body, zeroing in on the ample curve of her rump. It wasn’t massive, but for a mare of Quote’s stature, it was generous in all the right ways—plush, well-shaped, and just firm enough to demand attention. Each subtle bounce of her pillowy cheeks sent a fresh pulse through News’ still-hard cock, her balls tightening as her lust stirred back to life.
Her lingering gaze did not go unnoticed.
Quote smirked, steadied her stance, and with a single, fluid motion, threw her hips back—just once, just enough to make her flanks clap together with a satisfying smack.
News’ eyes widened on instinct.
Catching the reaction, Quote rolled her hips, letting her cheeks bounce a few more times, filling the room with the soft, rhythmic sound of plump flank meeting plump flank.
“Y’know, I never do that, but I couldn’t help but let you know I’m noticing that look!”
News rubbed the back of her head, her wings giving a guilty flick. “Hey, for somepony who couldn’t stop talking about my ass earlier, you’ve got a nice one yourself, y’know~”
Quote allowed herself a blush, as she glanced back at her flanks. “Heh, thanks.”
News went to reply, but before she could, she found herself shrouded by Quote’s magic. In the blink of an eye, she was spun around in mid-air, bent over, and had her flank raised up and facing Quote. She blinked wildly, trying to comprehend what had happened, but before she could react, Quote made a move.
Quote raised a hoof and brought it down on News’ flank with a sharp smack. Sure, she could take a compliment, but she wasn’t about to let News fluster her without payback. She grinned at the impact, watching the way News’ pillowy flesh rippled beneath her touch, the plump mounds of her ass jiggling even from the smallest fidget. The bat pony let out a soft, unbidden moan, and Quote smirked, incredibly satisfied with the result of her efforts.
Though, of course, the main attraction was those weighty nuts News had resting lower, as she swiftly moved down and danced her tongue along the sensitive flesh. She had done this position with News in the past, except, y;know, it involved eating her marehood out rather than slurping on some lovely nuts, but, the message was all the same. Giggling as she heard News squeal with delight, she pulled away, hastily spinning News around with her magic again, and resting the bat on her back.
“Yours is top tier though,” she complimented, shooting News a wink. “Those balls of yours are just a bit more of my focus right now~”
News scrunched her muzzle, squirming in place as the fading twinkles of pleasure vibrated through her. “Okay, no more whirling me around with your cum magic or whatever it is.”
“It’s technically succubus magic right now!” Quote corrected.
“That spawned from your cum magic,” News retorted. “Whatever the buck cum magic is.” She spread her legs, flaunting her cock once again. “So, just to backtrack, what was that about you fighting the urge to ride my cock like there’s no tomorrow?”
Quote felt her heart skip a beat, her smug, teasing behavior beginning to be drowned out by the intense wildfire of heat running through her body. Sure, she had just cum too, but by the stars above she was absolutely riling to go again. Her pussy was drenched, winking wantonly, angrily grasping at the empty air with an unending demand for cock. Thankfully for her, and her carnal needs, there was a rigid, ready, massive cock right before her, and she definitely was losing the battle against her urges.
“Oh trust me,” she started, parting News’ legs. She slowly stepped between them, lowering her hips. Kissing her marehood against News’ tip, she gnawed her hip. “I don’t think either of us are going to be walking normally in the morning.”
News’ tensed, but attempted banter right back. “H-Heh, you’re saying with all that magic you’ve got, you can’t whisk away any aches from - NNNGHHH!”
Her retort was shattered into a moan, deep and unrestrained, as Quote slammed down onto her cock. The other mare fared no better—her head jerked back, her lips parting in a silent cry, lungs locked up as a tidal wave of pleasure tore through her.
Quote prided herself on handling cock, loved it, thrived on it, but this?
This was something else entirely.
She didn’t know if she’d overcharged the spell, or if the universe had simply decided to turn her own game against her, but one thing was clear–-she was taking a cock that was breaking her.
The two were locked in their position, the imprint of News’ cock peeking from within Quote’s cum-bulging belly, a testament to both the impressive size the bat pony had been given, and Quote’s tenacity to handle even the most titanic of cocks. Even still, with both of them giving it their all, they each needed a moment, their initial connection dazing the two of them, forcing their minds and bodies both to adapt to the intimate meeting they had partaken in.
Quote figured she’d have the upper hand this entire time, being News was experiencing having a cock for the first time, but the allure of her indulging a friend in the wonders of marecock seemingly leveled the playing field. Not that she was complaining, after all, it had been quite some time since she had been worked up to this level, and she was going to savor every minute of it.
“Tch…holy buck, this feels…i-incredible…” News groaned, wincing with pleasure beneath Quote. “And y-you’re…so…”
Quote clenched her depths, tightening her depth’s walls around News’ length. “T-Tight? So I’ve - haa - been told!” She leaned forward, planting her hooves to each side of News’ head, staring down at the mare and earning a blush. “You’re getting the t-top of the line experience here!”
“You don’t s-say?” News chuckled. “It’s…it’s so new! So…so incredible!” She instinctively bucked up into Quote, groaning. “Just…I had no i-idea this could be so amazing! W-When I was taking notes f-for the article, I was rolling my eyes the entire time! But…but this, this is just…so n-new! So - mmph?!”
News was silenced by a hoof on her mouth, before Quote pulled it away and brought her muzzle close to hers. “You’re talking too much.” She inched closer. “And I need to get you back for that sudden smooch of yours earlier.” She moved even closer, her lips basically touching News’. “Only I get to do those.”
In a tandem motion, Quote brought her lips to News’ and began riding her cock like there was no tomorrow. She clenched as she raised her hips, loosening her depths as she plunged back down, feeling her eyes rolling back as her mind was awash in ecstasy. She could feel her moans mixing with News’, as the bat wrapped her wings around her, pulling her close and beginning to buck her hips up in tune with Quote’s plunges down.
The two began to rut with fiery passion, their kiss intensifying as their motions picked up their tempo. Sure, this was just friends having a good time, but that added to the intensity of this all. They each wanted to please their friend as much as possible, each wanted to coax every little moan out, and earn those screams of delight they yearned to hear from one another. Care empowered lust, their motions measured and precise, News understanding how to use her length to hit Quote in just the right spots.
They went on and on, the room filling with the thick scent of sex, their mixed aromas funneling into a miasma of debauchery. Quote was absolutely drenched, her marehood gushing with lust as she dampened News’ groin and thighs, which only allowed her and News to meet time and time again all the easier. Sweat ran down their forms, their hair became a mess, and yet they held their intense embrace, their moans into one another's mouths growing louder and louder.
The constant sound of Quote’s flanks slamming down against News’ groin filled the room, a routine clapping sound echoing out as her flanks bounced and collided with News’ body. News’ grunts grew fiercer, her thrusts upwards getting more and more intense, more power and intent behind each one with every passing minute. Both mares had lost themselves in one another’s bodies, throwing caution to the wind, eliminating any thoughts of hesitation or shyness, and simply went to town on one another.
The intensity of their rut only continued to grow, eventually growing so fierce that they had no choice but to break their kiss. The second their lips parted, sloppy strings of saliva connected them still, the room filled with a flurry of heated, delighted moans that drowned out even the sound of their bodies slamming together. Neither was holding back, neither was containing their pleasure, and both were absolutely letting loose in a wondrous realm of sheer euphoria.
“Y-You’re - nnngh – h-huge!” Quote exclaimed, moans interlacing with her stammered words.
News grit her teeth, finding herself losing any composure she may have had left. “T-turn around! I - mmph - wanna see that fat fucking ass of yours!”
Awfully scandalous speech coming from the typically composed bat pony, but Quote could absolutely understand given the circumstances. Add in the fact that she herself was absolutely going insane with lust, and having her ass called fat made her chest flutter, and she obliged News’ request with incredible speed. Shifting her legs, ensuring News’ cock didn’t leave her depths, she whirled herself around, leaning forward, and pressed her ass back. Laying her hind legs underneath News’ she mounted herself on the mare’s dick, tensed her joints, and began to ride her with reckless abandon.
The kiss had sent News’ to an even deeper level of lust, but watching Quote’s plump rump bounce on her cock had sent her to uncharted territory. The way her flanks generously jiggled, the sight of her cock disappearing in the mare’s depths, and the feeling that accompanied it all, drove News’ to act on instinct alone. Raising a hoof, she slammed it down against Quote’s flank, earning a guttural moan of pained delight from the succubus.
Quote was typically able to shrug off the occasional smack to her ass, but in that moment, the blow sent her reeling. Her eyes fluttered, she threw her head back, and her wings fluttered at her sides, as she used the momentum from them to begin riding News even harder. She had forgotten to play the smug act, forgotten to keep her cool—right, she was a mare driven mad with lust, and she had the perfect cock to sate her.
On and on the two went, with Quote slamming down, News’ striking a blow to her flank, and repeating the process time and time again. Sweat ran down their forms, making their coats glisten with a wet sheen, and making the sight of Quote’s flanks all the more enticing to News. The absurdity of having a cock, the fact she was fucking her friend with it, and more didn’t matter, she just needed to cum—and she needed to flood Quote’s depths with everything she had.
It went on for several minutes, the only words being exchanged being the occasional curse, an array of moans, or a grunt fending off an inevitable release. Their motions into one another did all the speaking for them. Quote’s pussy clenched down harder, News’ balls churned with more seed, and the two of them felt the inklings of a truly cataclysmic orgasm brewing in their depths. It was inevitable, with how furious and intense their rut was, but it was a staggering feat they had been going for as long as they had. Be it the magic at play, or some cliche schtick about friendship empowering things, they had managed to go this hard, this long, and this relentlessly.
The nonsensical babble the two were exclaiming was finally broken as News managed to choke out actual speech. “Q-Quote! I’m…I need to!”
“Inside!” Quote screamed, her tongue lolling out as she kept riding with fury. “Every last fucking drop!”
It was as if a psychic connection was made, a connection of their bodies beyond mere sex, as they seemingly found themselves at the brink at the exact same moment. Quote put everything she had into one final slam, her flanks giving one final bounce as her marehood gripped down like a vice on News’ cock. Similarly, News put her all into a final upwards thrust, her legs aching and tired from the intensity of everything that had occurred, but still finding the strength to plunge once more with more force and ferocity than anything she had done before.
The second their bodies met, with News balls deep inside Quote’s taut depths, they both screamed with pleasure. News’ nuts hiked, her cock flared, and the moment of sheer nirvana dawned upon the two of them. It was in perfect sync, their orgasms crashing into them like a dying star. Their nerves went alight, their minds went blank, and their eyes rolled back, tongues lolling out helplessly as they each were cast into the bellows of ecstasy itself.
Thick, warm ropes of cum gushed into Quote’s depths, flooding her womb in an instant, all while her marehood gushed with her lust, coating the sheets below in her marish release. Her belly bulged further, the sheer amount of seed News’ was unleashing far surpassing that of the blowjob from earlier, painting Quote’s walls white and overflowing out of it. Essence gushed out from the seal News’ cock made within Quote’s depths, precious seed spurting out and covering the bat pony’s legs, belly, and chest. The sensation of her vest-less chest being covered in cum would’ve made News a quivering mess, but in her blank state of mind, she couldn’t even comprehend what was happening.
Their howls of delight intertwined, a duet of passion that rivaled the choruses of the heavens above. It was the most pure representation of the sounds of pleasure, their screams dripping with unfathomable amounts of euphoria. Seed kept pumping into Quote, marish juices kept gushing, and their bodies spasmed from the overwhelming amount of sensations blazing through their nerves.
News gripped Quote’s hips, both her and the mare’s wings spreading wide as they were finding themselves reaching the end of the orgasmic ordeal. Their eyes both had nearly fully rolled back, their tongues hung idly from their mouths, and their moans turned into silent screams as they both found themselves paralyzed. The seconds ticked by, the stream of juices from both mares finally beginning to settle, until ultimately, the last spurt of cum and the final gush of lust escaped them.
The two collapsed, News falling back onto her pillow as Quote collapsed forward. The two struggled to retain consciousness, the sheer severity of their orgasms truly pushing their bodies and minds both to their limits. Heavy breaths were the only motions made, as News’ cock twitched in Quote’s depths, seemingly finally satiated. Gradually, the two came back from the great beyond, swimming out of the sea of debauchery they had been drowning in, and finally began to come to their senses.
“That…was…” News gasped, finally managing to pull her tongue back into her mouth. “Beyond words.”
Quote meekly lifted her head, resting her chin on the bed as she weakly smiled. “A-Alright…you need to get a cock more often…” She clenched down on News’ cock, shuddering. “That…that’s up there as one of the best fucks I’ve ever had.”
News remained laying back, finding herself too weak to even move. Thankfully, it seemed Quote had some strength left in her, as she shakily rose to her hooves. Slowly, News’ softening cock slipped from her depths, a sea of cum flowing out of her thoroughly rutted marehood. She shivered from the feeling, slowly turning around, before falling forward and resting on the bed beside News. She rolled onto her back, staring at the ceiling beside her friend, as the two began to feel the afterglow of their orgasms begin to dwindle.
“Yeah…marecock…I get it,” News chuckled, eyeing Quote. “I totally get it…” She snickered. “I absolutely see the vision.”
Quote giggled, sighing. “Told ya…just needed my ‘fat ass’ and tight snatch to get you to realize that, eh?”
“H-Hey, you’ve got one hell of a throat on you too, yknow,” News replied, nudging the mare playfully with her wing. “But next time, why - phew… hang on - next time, why don’t you get the cock, and I wring you dry.”
The two laughed with one another, laying in a pool of sweat, cum, and marish juices. They were both an absolute mess, the bed soiled in the aftermath of their efforts. Still, they felt incredible, having experienced a truly unforgettable rut. Laying there for several minutes, catching their breath, News snickered to herself.
“What’s up?” Quote inquired.
News shrugged. “Oh, nothing much. It’s just…you know how you claim your cum elemental powers come from, well, cum?”
“Uh…yeah?” Quote replied, not following.
“Well, what do succubi get their powers from?” News continued.
Quote raised a brow. “From cu - ooooooh…”
“Quote, you definitely are just a succubus and don’t even realize it,” News inferred.
Quote shook her head. “Nah, cum elemental sounds way cooler.”
“Does it though?”
“Don’t make me futa beam you again tomorrow.”
News’ eyes narrowed, a lustful look on her face. “Something tells me you and I both wouldn’t mind that happening~”
As the two stared at each other, lustful thoughts dancing amongst their heads, the two’s attention quickly shifted to News’ groin. Playful banter aside, the shameless lewd thoughts and ideas being discussed had effect, as before their very eyes, News’ length began to harden, soon reaching its full glorious mast.
Quote gnawed her lip, a twinkle of excitement in her eyes. “You know…it should last 24 hours, even if you’ve reached the cum requirement.”
“Which means…” News fidgeted with her tie, loosening it before tossing it aside as her tone took on a sultry layer. “There’s lots more we can do~”
Quote already extended a wing, wrapping it around News’ slick cock. “So…”
“Round three?”
“Round three.”
