A new kind of milking

by Trigger_Finger

Rating: mature
Tags: Human, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Other, Romance, Sex
Length: 10360

When John is mystically transported to Equestria he soon meets a certain mare with a certain talent

John Kurtz is a farmer, a dairy farmer to be exact. One drunken filled morning he is mystically transported to Equestria where he meets a certain mare with a certain type of talent. He soon finds himself in an awkward situation but one that he has learned all too well as a dairy farmer back on earth.

Published 2013-02-24 08:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2013-02-24 08:00:01 UTC

Chapter 1: Rough morning

My dreams were filled with nothing, but that’s the way I liked it. Black and empty, so I could relax while I had the chance but I knew it would soon be over.

My mind was soon filled with the annoying beeping from my alarm clock. I let out a long and irritated groan as I looked over to the alarm clock that was signalling me to get up. It was 4:30am, time to start getting the cows ready for milking again.

I was twenty six years old, 6’4”, my skin was a light tan of white and I lived on the outskirts of a town in northern Ontario. That wasn’t so bad but getting up at four thirty in the morning to milk cows wasn’t exactly something I’d want to do my entire life, especially in the middle of winter.

The alarm clock continued to go off. “Alright fuck… I’m up… I’m up” I yelled at the alarm clock, almost hoping it would hear my anger and frustration then turn off. Unfortunately the alarm clock kept blaring out that annoying beeping sound. ‘Why the hell couldn’t I have bought an alarm clock that plays the radio?’ I thought to myself.

I gripped the pillow behind my head and squeezed it tightly against my ears in a desperate hope that it would block out the noise. As the annoying beeping continued I became rather agitated and furious. That may be due to the large amount of alcohol I had consumed last night before going to bed, some of which was probably still lingering around somewhere in my house.

‘I’ll have to have a quick drink before I start’ I thought to myself but my thoughts were interrupted by my alarm clock which was still bugging the hell out of me. I grabbed an empty beer bottle that was lying beside my bed and threw it at the alarm clock like a baseball as I yelled “Fuck you”.

The bottle smashed against the alarm clock and silenced it. ‘Thank god… actually thank Budweiser’ I thought to myself then chuckled from the thought. I let out a deep and irritated sigh as I sat up but leaned my body against the wall behind my bed for support.

“Well… I guess it’s time for work… god I hate Mondays” I muttered to myself as I lazed out of bed. I stumbled over towards my dresser but suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my foot. “Gah! Fuck” I swore then raised my foot up to inspect it but in the darkness I couldn’t exactly see what was wrong.

I let out a flustered sigh then flicked the light on before inspecting my foot again. There was a medium sized shard of glass stuck in my foot, probably from the broken beer bottle I just threw.

I pulled the shard of glass out of my foot with a small wince of pain. “Yeah… definitely hate Mondays” I muttered then tossed on some clothes from a pile of laundry. It smelled bad and was probably dirty laundry but at the moment I didn’t really care.

I slowly walked down the stairs of my house and into the kitchen where I proceeded to open the fridge to inspect it. There was only a bottle of Crown Royal that was almost empty and a tall can of Old Milwaukee. ‘Why the hell is that even in my fridge? Milwaukee tastes like cat piss no matter what temperature it’s at’ I thought to myself and pulled out the can of Milwaukee.

I sighed to myself as I cracked open the can and began to chug back the tall-boy of Milwaukee. ‘This morning… I could care less about cat piss’ I thought to myself. I soon depleted the entire can and crushed the can by placing each end in one of my palms then crushing the ends together, shrinking the size of waste produced.

I tossed the crushed can into the garbage but the little voice in my head began to beak-off. ‘Hey… John, don’t be wasteful. Remember to recycle’ the voice ordered me. “And jusst who the hell do you think you are? Telling me what to do” I said with a slight slur in my voice.

‘John it’s me, your conscious. Now pick up that can and put it in the recycling’ the voice ordered me. “Oh yeah… how bout fuck you conscious. I’m having another beer” I muttered then stumbled back over to the fridge but I soon remembered that all I had left was about 200ml of Crown left.

I grabbed the bottle and observed it closely. ‘John, that stuff tastes awful by itself and you know as well as I do that it’s not good for you’ the voice in my head told me. “Yeah but it shuts you up” I said then uncapped the bottle and slammed back the remainder of Crown. Usually I didn’t drink all that much, once every two or three months, but when I did I usually drank excessively.

Within moments the bottle was empty but I now had a heavy sway in my stance. I balanced myself then staggered over to the counter and pulled out a package of chewing gum. I quickly unwrapped five pieces and began to chew them all.

The gum had a nice minty taste to it that quickly got rid of the smell and taste from the Crown Royal. “Ha-ha… conscious 0… me two… or is it three?” I slurred. I slipped on a work coat and my work boots then stumbled out of the house, making sure to close the door behind me to keep it warm inside for when I came back for breakfast.

I mumbled a song as I staggered through the yard towards the dairy barn. The snow was a foot and a half deep and the winds outside were blowing quite terribly. This was the worst part about winter, or well winter mornings, when you have to milk cows. It’s dark, it’s cold and above all else you just want to go back to bed.

I entered the barn parlour and flicked on the light, the sudden brightness blinded my eyes temporarily as they adjusted to the light. I could feel a terrible migraine coming on. I flipped through some note books to see what I needed to do today. I mumbled and cursed to myself as I remembered that I had left quite a few things to do from yesterday.

I sighed then walked over to the milk house. I began to get the milking cups ready and ran the sanitizer. I leaned back against the cooler and rubbed my eyes. “I really need to…ohh fuck I forget already” I mumbled to myself.

After a few minutes the sanitizer finished its process. I began to unlatch the milking hoses when suddenly a gust of cold wind began to blow against me. It sent shivers down my entire body. “Shit… close the door” I yelled, thinking that someone had opened the outside door but soon found that the source of the wind was some freaky looking portal thing.

“Okay… conscious what do I do?” I asked myself but then remembered I silenced my conscious with the bottle of Crown. “Hmm… okay John… If I were my conscious what would I do?” I asked myself drunkenly. In my best little squeaky and annoying voice I replied to my own question.

“John don’t go towards the light” I told myself. I smirked as I thought about what it would sound like if my conscious said it. “Yeah… well I like pretty purple light” I muttered then stumbled towards the purple portal. I should’ve been watching my steps because I ended up tripping over my own feet and falling into the purple portal.

* * *

I awoke somewhat peacefully as a warm breeze blew up against me. I still had my clothes on but I could feel a piece of trash blowing up against my side. I groaned but then realized that I didn’t have a hangover.

“Man… that was one funky dream” I muttered to myself as I stumbled up to my feet. I rubbed my eyes then took in the sights. My eyes went wide as I saw that I was in an alleyway of some sort of city. “How the hell…” I trailed off as my conscious began to berate me.

“See what you drinking has caused John?” the voice asked. I knelt down and poked the ground, there was no snow and the weather felt warm like it was… summer time.

I let out a yawn, maybe when I tripped I had knocked myself out and this was just a dream. I decided to go with that idea and began to walk towards the exit of the alleyway. “Well… this is exciting. I get to explore a warm sunny day in… wherever” I muttered to myself.

My happy mood was soon killed as I heard someone scream. “Help! Stop! Thief” yelled the voice. ‘Time to play hero’ I thought to myself as I began to run towards the exit of the alleyway. ‘Good plan. Who are you supposed to be anyway? Drunken man?’ my conscious asked, making a shitty pun.

I slid out of the alleyway and saw some green horse looking thing running away with a couple bottles of milk.

“WHOA, what the fuck” I exclaimed as he said nearly the exact same thing but said buck instead of fuck. “Please stop him” cried out the frantic woman. Both the green horse thing, which was a little higher than my belly button, and I looked at each other in shock.

The woman yelled out again. “Please stop him, he stole those milk bottles” she cried out. The green horse quickly tried to run around me but I decided to take a gander and say he was a thief. I slammed a powerful punch into the horse’s chest that made him yelp and gasp for air as he began to double over.

I swung my arm up then power housed an elbow into the back of its head, knocking it out cold. I stood there as I examined the green horse creature. “Man… I had wayyyy too much to drink this morning” I muttered to myself.

“Thank you so much. I don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t showed up when you did Mr.…” the woman trailed off. “John, John Kur…” I trailed off as I saw that the woman wasn’t actually a woman. She was another horse looking thing. “Holy shit… you can talk” I blurted out, her face turned into a frown.

Chapter 2: Assets

Her face continued to frown. “Is that some sort of joke? Because if it is I’m not laughing” she said in a rather irritated tone. “I…uhm… I’m sorry it’s just weird” I told her in a stammering voice.

She scrunched her nose in curiosity. “Why would it be weird? You’re the one who’s weird? What exactly are you anyway?” she asked. ‘Okay this went from weird to just plain fucked up. Someone must’ve spiked my Crown Royal’ I thought to myself.

“Uhh… I’m a human… but what exactly are you?” I asked, already sort of leaning towards talking horse. “I’m an earth pony, my name is Ms. Way, Milky Way if you prefer” she said as she extended her hoof.

I reached out my hand and shook her hoof. “John, John Kurtz” I replied then as she retracted her hoof and I looked at her more curiously. ‘Well congratulations John, your drunkenness has stranded us in some godforsaken place with talking ponies’ my conscious told me.

“Ehh shut up” I muttered. Milky Way gasped, “Excuse me?” she asked in shock. I looked to her then realized that she probably thought I was talking to her.

“Oh… no not you. I was talking to my conscious. Sorry, didn’t mean to make it sound like that” I apologized and she nodded.

“Well John, do you have any place to be right now?” she asked and I thought about it for a moment. I decided upon probably but not exactly sure.

“I think so. I was about to milk the cows when suddenly zap, and now I’m here in… where are we exactly?” I asked. She was taken back by the comment.

“Trottingham… are you feeling okay?” she asked curiously. I nodded, “Well minus the fact that I have no idea where I am exactly, no idea how I got here, and not a single clue of what exactly is going on… I’m actually doing quite well” I said in a somewhat casual voice.

“Well then… John would you be a gentlecolt err…” she trailed off. “Gentleman?” I asked and she shrugged. “Yes well… would you be so kind as to escort me during my run?” she asked and I raised an eyebrow.

“Well the streets are bad during the evening, I mean look” she said and pointed to the stallion who had tried to mug her.

“Wait, it’s evening right now?” I asked and she nodded. “Wow… okay” I muttered to myself. ‘Eeyup, definitely need to cut back on the alcohol in the mornings’ I thought to myself.

“Well?” she asked, breaking my train of thought. “Uhg… yeah-yeah… sure” I said and she smiled brightly.

“That’s very kind of you. It’ll be nice having some-pony… something around with assets like you” she commented. I raised an eyebrow as I walked up beside her.

“Assets?” I asked and she nodded. “Why yes, those muscles of yours are quite large and intimidating. Add that to your hulking height and body physique and no-pony would dare try to mug me” she told me.

Well that was new. Sure I had a nice frame to me but I wasn’t like Arnold Schwarzenegger or something. I decided to play along with this dream for a while longer.

“So uhh… what do you do?” I asked and she replied without even looking to me. “I’m a milk mare” she informed me. I nodded.

“So like a paperboy but… delivering milk” I said but she shook her head. “No-no, I not only deliver milk but I also produce it” she informed me. “Ah, a dairy farmer?” I asked but she shook her head again. That’s when I caught a glimpse of two large breasts dangling about by her belly.

“Oh” I said then looked away, giving her privacy for her ‘unusual’ breasts. “Yes, they are rather large and hard to miss. I’m surprised it took you this long to see them. This doesn’t change anything between us right?” she asked and I shook my head.

“Whew, for a minute there I was thinking you’d abandon ship” she chuckled but I didn’t reply and simply let out a small laugh.

As we continued on I noticed that she had begun to huff from the weight of her milk crates she carried on her back and in her saddle bags. “Ma’am, allow me to help you out” I offered but she shot me a cold glare.

“Just because they’re in plain view doesn’t mean they’re for touching” she scowled. I was taken back by the sudden outburst. “But those bottles look so heavy… I could carry them if you want” I offered again and she gasped in shock.

“Ohh… you mean… carry the bottles?” she asked and I nodded. She let out a depressed sigh. “I apologize for my sudden outburst… I wasn’t thinking straight” she told me.

I walked over and relieved her of the heavy crates and saddlebags. ‘Jeeze, these must weigh close to sixty pounds each, how was she able to carry those?’ I thought to myself as I examined her body, trying to figure out how the mare could be able to carry the weight.

“Something… wrong?” she asked but I shook my head. “If you don’t mind me asking… how exactly do you carry all this weight?” I asked and she sighed.

“It’s a mystery” she told me and I chuckled as we continued on. The rest of the afternoon was rather easy going. Sometimes I’d see her eyes wander their gaze to my lower body but just figured that she was looking at my long legs.

We had soon delivered the remainder of the milk and were now on our way back to wherever she was leading me.

The sun was beginning to haze as it got ready to set. It must’ve been autumn because the leaves on the trees were orange and red. Leaves littered the ground along the trail and I noticed that she was beginning to have trouble walking again, like something was weighing her down.

“So, I take it that it’s rather hard doing this every day?” I asked and she nodded as she continued to trot on. “Yes… rather difficult. Today wasn’t too difficult thought, thanks to you” she told me.

“Tell me John, I know you have to get back to wherever it is you live but… could you help me again tomorrow?” she asked and I shrugged. “I have this feeling that I won’t be going home anytime soon” I told her and she tilted her head to one side as she gave me a curious look.

“Why’s that?” she asked. I looked around to the forest that now surrounded us. “Because this isn’t the world I live in. And I have no idea on how to get back… or why I should go back. So yeah, I’ll help you again” I told her, thinking about what was really waiting for me back home.

“Thank you John. That should keep the pervs away” she told me. “Pervs?” I asked and she nodded as she continued to trot along.

“Yes, the perverts. They usually try to grope at my… well you know” she said as she blushed embarrassingly. “Oh… I see” I replied and she giggled. “Yes well they didn’t have anything to say today when they saw you walking with me. They were quieter than the grass” she laughed.

I could tell that something was still weighing her down heavily, making it hard for her to walk. “Is something wrong?” I asked but she shook her head. “Nope… this usually happens every day” she told me.

“What happens every day?” I asked and she gave me a dumb look. I raised an eyebrow. She nudged her head towards her rear and that’s when I realized that her breasts were leaking because they were full, enlarging her breasts more than they had been when I first glanced at them.

“Oh shit… you’re utters are full. That’s not good” I muttered. “Well that’s one way of putting it” she chuckled as she continued to trot along, leaving me behind somewhat.

“Hey are you coming or what?” she asked and the statement caught my attention. “Uhh… yeah” I replied and quickly zipped up beside her.

“You know, they say it’s bad to leave your utters’ full like that” I told her and she laughed. “Well I can’t really do much until I get home to the milkers” she replied. “Well… I used to work on a dairy farm so I know a thing or two about milking” I told her and she gave me a joking look.

That’s when I remembered that the ponies here were like humans in this world so they probably didn’t want people touching their breasts after only a few hours of knowing them. “Oh sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you. It’s just that I used to milk cows back on my farm so I thought maybe you’d like me to milk your utters’ for you” I said and she laughed.

“Okay, you can call them breasts. I won’t think you’re a perv. But don’t worry about me. I do this every day” she said as we continued on. I nodded and followed her, soon forgetting about the whole breast thing as we began to talk about one another’s homes.

After about a half an hour of walking through the trails Milky Way stopped. “Can we rest for a moment?” she asked and I nodded.

She leaned up against a tree and let out an exhausted exhale as she sat down on her flank. I could tell that she was pretty gassed from the weight of her breasts.

I sat against a tree a few feet away from her and watched the wind blow the tree branches. Every so often a leaf would break off the tree limb and flutter to the ground below.

“Beautiful isn’t it?” I asked and I got a sigh for a response. I smiled, “Yeah I hear yah. I don’t know what I’m gonna do. I got no home, no idea of where I am and no friends” I said and she looked over to me.

“What about me!? I’m your friend” she exclaimed and I nodded. “I meant human friends” I told her and she nodded as she realized what I had meant.

“Well you could always stay with me” she offered and I looked over to her with a raised eyebrow. “What!? It’s the least I can do. Besides it would keep away the random ponies that come bugging me to do ‘Erotic poses’” she told me and we both chuckled from the last part.

“Thank you” I said, thanking her for the kind gesture. “Yeah well don’t thank me until you climb the eight flights of stairs to my apartment room” she laughed. “Speaking of which, how far is you home?” I asked and she let out a deep sigh.

“A few more kilometers that way” she said, pointing to the direction of her home. I nodded, “Thanks, I guess I owe you one” I told her. She got up and slowly walked over to me, her breasts weighing her down somewhat.

“It’s quite a walk” she told me and I stood up, figuring she was mentioning that for us to start going. As I began to walk she grabbed my jacket and stopped me. I looked down to her and she was looking up to me, “I might need you to pay me back for that one you owe me. How good are you at milking?” she asked

Chapter 3: Milking the mare

Just a heads up, this chapter is told from Milky Way’s perspective…

We trotted off a little deeper into the forest so that no-pony traveling along the forest trails would see us. Goddess this was so embarrassing, it was almost as embarrassing as that time that I started to drip in public… yeah never mind, I’ll tell you about it another time.

We found a spot that was more secluded and we stopped. I looked to him and nodded. He walked up to my rear and knelt down beside me. He was quite a large being, I barely stood as high as his waist and his muscular physique was amazing. He must work out on a regular basis.

I looked back to him as he got ready to milk me, setting a milk canister underneath me to collect the milk. “Goddess this is so embarrassing. I’m so sorry that I asked you to do this” I apologized. He shook his hand.

“No-no, believe me it’s not all that strange. The strangest thing is that you can talk. I used to milk cows back at my home all the time… twice a day” he told me. It made me feel a little more comfortable in knowing that he was all right with it.

“Okay, just tell me if you feel any discomfort” he told me. I nodded, ‘He cared about my comfort level? Wow, I figured he would just milk me and get it over with as quick as possible’. “You care about me?” I asked, not really piecing the sentence together to well.

“Uhm… well… I just met you but you have shown me friendship and I suppose I owe you one for offering to let me stay with you” he told me. His statement made me smile.

He began to hum a tune to himself as he rolled up the sleeves to his jacket. I wondered to myself what he was humming the notes to. ‘I wonder if’ my thoughts we cut off when I felt a sudden jolt of pleasure pass through my body as he began to caress my teats and I gasped.

He immediately took his hands away. “Are you alright? I didn’t hurt you did I?” he asked but I shook my head. “No… uhh…a sudden gust of cold wind just sent shivers down me” I lied.

He let out a relieved sigh then began to caress my large overfilled breasts again. I had to bite my bottom lip to stop myself from gasping again. ‘Sweet Celestia this feels good. The milkers back home just suck on my nipples until I’m dry but his…’ I looked back to him. “What do you call those things of yours?” I asked, he took one hand away from underneath me and wiggled those little things on the end of his whatever it was called.

“Well the little moving things are called fingers, the fat small one is called a thumb and all of together it makes a hand” he told me. I nodded and bit my lip again to stifle another gasp as he began to give my teats a gentle squeeze. Jolts of pure pleasure coursed through me.

A moan escaped my mouth and I quickly brought a hoof up to my mouth as to silence myself but it was too late… or was it? From what I could tell he hadn’t really taken notice and was still humming his tune to himself.

I had to bite down hard on my lower lip to keep myself from further moans of pleasure. ‘Dear sweet Celestia…why does this feel so good?’ I wondered to myself. I felt my body begin to tingle all over, even down there. ‘Nononono, not now’ I thought to myself as I began to feel heavily aroused from the stimulation that he was giving to me.

I let out a quiet stifled moan and squeezed my eyes shut, trying to force away the sudden arousal. ‘He’s not even my species… this doesn’t feel good’ I thought to myself, trying to shoo away the heavy arousal but it was no use. Those fingers of his worked wonders.

Another quiet and stifled moan escaped my mouth. I felt his hands continue to milk me and I could hear the milk being sprayed into the milk canister with each gentle squeeze he gave me. My body tensed up.

“Whoa… are you okay?” John asked. I looked back to him and nodded. “Fine-fine… a cold breeze of wind just passed by again” I lied. He nodded to himself, “Glad I have a jacket on, after milking you’re free to have it if you’re cold” he offered but I shook my head.

“No, it’s okay. It’s just a little chilly out” I lied. It was actually quite warm, almost hot, outside. He began to milk me and I forgot to bite down on my lip. Another gasp of pleasure escaped my lips.

I tried to quickly think of something to take my mind off the pleasure that was now coursing through me. I looked to the trees that shimmered in the setting sunlight. How beautiful it was. ‘Wow, autumn is really…beautiful…this time of year’ I thought to myself, constantly getting interrupted by another jolt of pleasure.

‘Goddess it almost makes me want to wear those goddess forsaken milking hoses. At least they aren’t comfortable’ I thought to myself as I looked back to him. He was just humming away without a care in the world. His left hand went directly under me but his right hand cut around and went in between my legs so he could get a better angle on my right breast.

As he continued to milk me I felt pleasure start to tingle around my groin area. ‘Oh goddess… please no’ I begged to myself. “Ngh” I moaned as my lower region suddenly tensed up, my legs closing in around his arm. I could feel his muscle mass and skin rub up against my leg.

It felt different. I had been with stallions before but fur rubbing up against fur wasn’t all that exciting, but this felt good… no it felt better than good, it felt amazing. His skin was smooth and gentle like a finely made blanket or something. There was nothing that I really had to relate the feel of human skin to.

“Uhm… you sure you’re okay?” he asked and I nodded, my legs still clenched up. “Oh…well uhm… could you release your legs from around my arm?” he asked and I gasped in shock.

“Oh sorry” I apologized and un-tensed my legs from around his arm.

“Yeah… that gust of wind was really… cold” he said to himself then began to milk me again. Pleasure began to build up in my nether region, if I was alone then I’d probably just sit down and pleasure myself but it wouldn’t work with him here.

‘If only I was a unicorn’ I thought to myself. I felt myself become wet down there. “Buck” I whispered quietly to myself. “Huh… what’s that?” John asked and I realized that I might have said that a little louder than I had meant to.

“But… it’s such a nice day” I said, making it sound like I was talking about the weather. He looked up to me and scrunched his nose. “I didn’t say it wasn’t” he replied and I face-hoofed.

“Right…” he said in a somewhat suspicious voice then continued to gently squeeze my teats. ‘Goddess why does this have to take so long? The milking hoses can do it so fast’ I thought to myself. “Uhm John… how much have you gotten done?” I asked hesitantly.

He let out a sigh. “Not sure exactly… I think about half but I can’t tell. You’re utter…I mean your breast doesn’t feel like it’s emptying” he replied. ‘Figures’ I thought to myself, though I could tell he had milked me quite a bit because I was no longer weighed down by my breasts.

I looked to the trees again and spotted two squirrels fighting over an acorn. ‘Hello Mr. and Mrs. Aco… Acorn… beautiful day…isn’t it?’ I thought to myself, still trying to take my mind off the pleasure that was burning inside of me.

‘He’s not your type…he’s not your type…he’s not you type’ I thought to myself, still trying to subdue the pressure that was starting to build up inside me. I began to let out more frequent moans of pleasure but he still didn’t take notice, either that or he really didn’t care.

I felt my lower lips begin to moisten heavily and the musky scent of my arousal filled the air around us. I heard him sniff the air. “Something smells like…like honey…or maybe…no it’s honey” he muttered.

“Yes…ahh… there’s probably…ngh…a beehive around here…gah…somewhere” I said through heavy moans, which he had to have heard. But he continued to milk me without saying anything.

I bit my lip and let out a stifled moan. My nether region begged for attention. My legs began to shake a little from all the pleasure building up. ‘He’s not my… he is my style’ I thought to myself then pressed myself up against his shoulder.

His jacket was leather, I think, and its cool touch to my needy snatch sent a large tidal wave of pleasure crashing through my body. I let out a fairly large moan but he simply pushed my rear forwards then resumed his milking.

Even though it was just a touch to my outer lips, my body burned in desire to have his shoulder resting up against me again. I leaned myself back and touched my entrance against his jacket again, sparking another jolt of pleasure through me.

He pushed my rear forwards again but I didn’t let the contact end and as he went to lean his shoulder back I followed his motion, keeping myself pressed up against him. He didn’t say anything and just continued to milk me. ‘Celestia… this feels so wrong… he’s not even the same species as me…but it feels sooo good’ I thought to myself.

He pushed his shoulder forwards again and his jacket slid a little, my wetness lubricating the spot on his jacket where I was rubbing up against. As he began to lean back again a small space between us was formed and I could feel a string of pussy juice connected between his shoulder and my needy cunt.

I quickly pressed up against him again but he still didn’t say anything. Pressure was now building up heavily inside me. My legs began to twitch and jitter a little. Jeeze, even though nothing was inside me the way he touched my teats made me feel incredible.

He pushed his shoulder forwards again in an attempt to get my flank off his shoulder to make milking easier but I didn’t care about milking anymore. I was light enough now that I swear I could fly… or maybe that was just the ecstasy of sexual pleasure talking.

As he leaned back I followed his shoulder again but as he stopped leaning back I slid along his jacket, just a little. But the sliding motion created a new kind of pleasure as the wet slickness rubbed against my clit.

I let out an extended moan of pleasure as I began to rock my hips, sliding against his jacket. I attempted to look back but couldn’t find the will power. Goddess I was so close, I could feel it.

My movements became more erratic and jerky. The pressure inside of me began to reach its peak. He tried once again to push my rear forwards to make it easier to milk me but as he pushed forwards the sudden movement sent me off. I screamed out in sheer sexual pleasure, there was no denying it. I wanted him so badly.

I felt my orgasm strike me, blasting pleasure throughout my entire body that made almost every inch of me quiver.

My back arched naturally and I pushed hard against him as I continued to furiously rub against him. I felt my inner walls clenching, my body began to spasm. I felt my front legs tense up and they almost gave out from under me.

My hindleg suddenly kicked violently as my body had a sexual spasm. I heard a grunt of pain then I no longer felt his presence behind me but I still continued to jerk, rubbing my wet pussy in the air for all to see.

My forelegs finally gave out and I collapsed, knocking over the milk canister and spilling the contents all over myself. I was breathing heavily as my orgasmic high wore off. I slowed my breathing and smiled, that felt amazing.

‘Wait! What was I saying?’ I thought to myself as I came back to reality. I quickly sat up to see John lying on the ground, wincing in pain. His nose was busted sideways and blood soaked his face. ‘Uh-oh’

Chapter 4: A nice shower

I lay on the ground grieving in pain. Whatever the hell she was doing just there was fine, well sort of. But did she really have to boot my nose?

I grimaced in pain as I grabbed my nose between my thumb and my index finger and snapped it back into place, letting out a roar of pain as I did it. After my nose was back in place I just lay there, holding my bloodied hands over my blood ridden face.

“Oh my gosh… I’m so sorry” she apologized. I groaned in reply. “How bad is it?” she asked, and I chuckled from the question.

“My nose is broken” I laughed as I took my hands away from my face. Christ this hurt like a son of a bitch. “Oh my goddess… will you be okay?” she asked as she leaned down to inspect my nose further.

I staggered up to my feet and nodded. “Yeah I’ll be fine…looks like it will be a light trip back” I commented as I noticed that in her spasm she had knocked over the milk canister, soaking herself in the process. She blushed furiously and tried to cover it up.

“Do you have Advil back at your place?” I asked and she raised an eyebrow in curiosity. “Painkillers?” I asked then she nodded. I walked over to the milk canister and picked it up. I wasn’t even going to ask what had gotten into her. If she was a human then I would know what she was doing but she was a pony so I didn’t know if that was typical behaviour when they got milked.

I gave her a nod and we began to walk back to her place. The sun was setting and it gave the forest around us a beautiful shading. Leaves blew along the trail as we continued on through the forest and finally reached the city streets again.

As we continued on I noticed that no other pony had large breasts like hers, not that I was looking but I realized that she was different in that particular way. “Are you the only one with these kinds of…” I trailed off but she shook her head.

“No, cows have large utters too” she informed me. I wanted to face palm. “I meant, are you the only pony?” I asked and she nodded.

“From what I know… yes. I’m not exactly sure why I have them and no-pony else has this size but well you know…” she trailed off and I nodded, getting the idea of what she was saying.

We walked up to a large apartment building and we both entered it. As we entered the stairwell I looked over to her. She was trotting along fine now, her breasts not giving her too much trouble.

“Doesn’t this place have an elevator?” I asked and she chuckled. “Yeah it does, but it broke down two months ago and no-pony has fixed it” she told me. I let out a laugh from the humor of it.

We finally reached the eighth floor then proceeded to the very end of the hallway until we reached her room. She unlocked the door and let me in. It was a stylish place, so to speak. There was a kitchen right beside the front door and if you walked straight in you would find yourself in a living room.

A few windows in the living room overlooked the city and there was a door that led to the balcony. I closed the door behind me and followed her inside. There was a small hallway and from what I could tell there were two bedrooms and a bathroom.

She opened the doors to one of the bedrooms and revealed it to actually be a small room with milking hoses. She placed her milk crates and bottles in the room and I placed the milk canister in there as well.

“I need to take a shower. The painkillers are in the cupboards above the fridge in the kitchen” she told me then trotted off towards the washroom. As she trotted away I found myself staring at her supple flank, it had a heavy sway to it that memorized me and I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

“You need something?” she asked as she turned to find me looking at her. I shook off the thoughts that were running through my head and nodded. “Uh… do you have anything to drink?” I asked and she nodded.

“I wouldn’t drink the water straight from the tap but I have Sparkle Cola in the fridge, help yourself” she informed me then trotted into the bathroom and closed the door behind her.

‘Damn, I was sort of hoping she’d have beer… or maybe vodka or something’ I thought to myself as I walked into the kitchen. I immediately opened the cupboards and found a pill bottle. It had to be painkillers because there were no other pill bottles in the cupboards.

The label read ‘Admill’ and the pills were red. ‘Rip off of Advil if I’ve ever seen it’ I thought to myself and downed two pills then placed the pill bottle back in the cupboards. I opened the fridge to look for the soda. They weren’t in can but rather the soda was in glass bottles.

I grabbed one and tried to open it but found that it wasn’t twist off. I closed the fridge then began to search for a bottle opener. She had to have one lying around somewhere. I searched through the drawers but couldn’t find any.

I sighed to myself then popped the cap off using the counter’s edge. I took a sip and it tasted kind of like Coca-Cola. I continued to drink the beverage and decided to explore the living room. My nose had stopped bleeding but still hurt pretty bad.

There was no television but there was a radio. I flicked it on and it was the news. I decided not to screw with her radio and turned it back off. I opened one of the living room cupboards, revealing a television.

“Ah… here we go” I said then grabbed the remote off the top of the television. I sat down on the couch which felt rather uncomfortable like something was poking at me. I flicked on the television and surfed through the channels.

It was mostly crap: dramas, documentaries, interviews, the news etc. I began to surf into the higher channels when suddenly an explicit channel came on.

“Oh yes… yes just like that… oh yeah buck me” screamed a mare as she rode a stallion in cowgirl position. “Ech” I muttered then switched the channel. I quickly surfed down the channels looking for something more my style.

“Why aren’t there any cool TV shows like Sons of guns or Duck Dynasty?” I muttered to myself. The comfortableness of the couch continued to irritate me and I sat up then pulled off the cushion to see what was poking at me. There, lying underneath the cushion, was an eleven inch dildo, shaped like a horse cock.

“Ech” I grunted then quickly placed the cushion back over it before sitting on the other side of the couch. ‘A woman err mare has needs I guess’ I thought to myself as I sat on the other side of the couch and began to watch some kids TV show.

Soon Milky Way came out of the washroom, a towel wrapped around her head to help dry her pretty blue mane.

“Would you like to take a shower?” she asked and I shrugged, I probably could do with a wash. “Your boyfriend won’t mind?” I asked and she scrunched her nose. “You mean Coltfriend?” she asked and I nodded.

“I don’t currently have one. Actually I never really did, they just sort of come and go. They don’t really care for me just my… well you know” she told me and I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, guys are one minded sometimes” I chuckled and she tilted her head to the side.

“Well you don’t appear to be one minded” she told me and I sighed. “Yeah, but I guess that’s what makes me different” I chuckled then stood up and walked into the washroom.

I let out a tired sigh as I closed the door behind me. I looked to see that the washroom was quite fancy. I readied a towel to use for after I took my shower then slipped off all my clothes.

I entered the shower and turned on the nozzle. I was splashed with a constant spray of water, though I had to kneel down somewhat due to the fact that it was made for ponies, not humans.

I continued to wash myself off then looked to see what she had to shampoo my shaggy hair. I found some fancy looking shampoo bottle and began to shampoo my hair. As I caressed my hair the annoying little voice returned.

‘Well you really have outdone yourself this time John’ he scolded me. “How?” I asked and the voice chuckled. ‘Oh please John, don’t act stupid. You know as well as I do that she was getting off on you’ he told me then my mind was flooded with the memory of that musky smell and her rubbing herself up against my shoulder. And the unforgettable moans.

I found myself getting an erection and cursed myself for getting aroused over the thought of a pony. “Hey knock it off” I told my conscious, knowing that he was probably behind this.

He laughed to himself. ‘Oh poor John. You have the whole plot right in front of you yet you’re so blind you can’t even see it for yourself’ he told me.

“Hey, I don’t like her… not in that way. She’s a nice young mare with a bright future ahead of her and she doesn’t need someone like me in her life” I yelled at my conscious but made sure I didn’t yell too loud.

‘Well maybe you should ask her yourself’ he told me as he flooded my mind with dirty thoughts of Milky Way. “Screw you” I told him and he chuckled again. ‘Johnny, Johnny, Johnny… I’m disappointed in you. If it was some girl back on earth you’d probably be rutting her like a wild animal’ my conscious told me.

“Yeah but at least girls back on earth were my own species. I mean Milky Way isn’t even my type” I told him and he laughed. ‘You’ve got no type Johnny’ he laughed and I curled my lips in anger. ‘Well Johnny you best be going. You’ve spent the last twenty minutes in the shower’ he told me then I realized he was right.

I quickly turned off the shower nozzles and grabbed the towel before I began to dry myself off. Then I realized that the towel was too small to wrap around my entire waist. I groaned to myself as I dried myself off, not able to fully cover my waist with the towel.

I walked over to the mirror and looked at myself. “Damn… I bet everyone wants a piece of you, handsome devil” I told myself in the mirror and flexed my biceps in a pose, showing off to myself.

I still had a boner but it didn’t bother me. I pretended like I was Arnold Schwarzenegger during the Mr. Olympia contest and began to do muscular poses. ‘Like I said, even with the picture right in front of you’ my conscious told me.

That’s when I clued in. I didn’t need to wipe off the condensation on the mirror from the hot steamy shower because there was none. I frowned then a breeze of air blew past me and I looked over to the door. I saw a blue mane quickly disappear from behind the opened door.

Hadn’t I closed it before I got in? Well regardless I guess Milky Way got quite a show. I looked to my dirty clothes. I stepped over to the door. “Hey… uhh, whatta yah want me to do with my dirty laundry?” I asked.

Her voice called out from the living room. “Oh just put it in the washing machine” she told me. I nodded to myself and tossed my load into the washer then grabbed a second towel and wrapped the two together to cover my waist.

I turned on the washing machine and walked out into the living room where Milky Way sat watching television, something about a zebra tribe or something. She looked over to me and blushed.

“I have a robe that might fit you…but it might be a little tight” she said and quickly trotted off into her room then soon returned with a robe. Like she said, it would fit be but it would be a little tight. She handed it over to me and I quickly slipped it on, it covered most of my body, ending just above my knees.

“Thanks” I said, thanking her for the robe. “Oh it’s nothing really” she said. I took off the wet towels from underneath my robe and she blushed. I couldn’t help but to blush back, it was a little strange feeling this naked around her but the feeling soon passed as I went back into the washroom and hung the towels up before returning to the living room.

She was sitting on the far end of the couch, leaving me with the dildo side. ‘Dammit’ I thought to myself as I sat down but I didn’t feel the dildo’s presence underneath the cushion.

I quickly forgot about the whole dildo thing as we began to watch some TV movie about some ponies on an African safari, or whatever Africa is called in this world.

Chapter 5: His milking

From Milky Way’s perspective (Again):

We sat there and continued to watch the TV movie. It was fairly interesting, it was about a group of researchers who became trapped on a tropical island and were being hunted by a giant anaconda.

There were only two ponies left, a stallion named Jack and a Mare named Mary. They had taken refuge in a cave behind a water fall for the night and both sat close together beside a fire for warmth.

They had recently jumped off the water fall with another stallion but the second stallion had been grabbed by the anaconda before they landed into the water below. Though it seemed foolish to hide close to where they had last seen the anaconda they had no other idea of where to go.

We continued to watch the movie then it took a spin in a direction I never expected. They began to express their love for one another which wasn’t bad but then they began to passionately make out.

I blushed as I began to feel embarrassed. Soon Jack laid Mary on her back and slid up her dress as he pulled out his cock and penetrated her. I became aroused from the sudden turn for the sexy but still couldn’t help but to feel embarrassed.

I wondered what John was thinking and glanced over to him to see that he was pushing down on a massive erection. “Get down you prick” he muttered silently. I blushed, it was probably seven or eight inches, though smaller than a stallion I wasn’t much one to compare sizes.

“Turn for the uhm… sexy huh?” I stammered and he raised an eyebrow. “The movie I mean” I told him and he chuckled.

“Yeah and this boner won’t go away” he muttered as he pushed down on it to try and conceal it but then it accidently slipped out of the robe folds and stuck straight up in plain view. “Dammit” he muttered then finally rearranged it so that it was concealed.

I realized that in my train of thought I had slid my hoof down to my groin and began to pleasure myself from the sight of him. I quickly retracted my hoof, hopefully he hadn’t noticed.

“Sorry… I’m not exactly sure what to say” he apologized but I shrugged. “I…maybe you could…” I trailed off as my lust for him began to build. ‘What is going on? Why am I suddenly crazy for him? Is it because he is like no stallion err male I have ever met before? Is it because he cares for me?’ I thought to myself.

“Eh… it’ll go away in due time… I think” he replied. “I could help you” I said then cursed myself for telling him my thoughts. I hadn’t meant to let that slip out. “Help me?” he asked and I could see his boner make a tent out of the robe again.

I hope that he wanted me as badly as I wanted him or this was going to get awkward fast. I began to crawl over to him and he gulped in shock from my sudden advance. “Well… you milked me, so I guess maybe I could milk you” I whispered in my best seductive voice. I never really talked dirty due to the fact that most stallions wanted me just for my breasts rather than my personality.

“I…uhm…” he stammered sheepishly, not exactly sure how to react. “Do you like me?” I asked and he nodded slowly as his breathing became heavier. “Well… maybe you’d like to feel me…inside” I whispered into his ear and he grunted in arousal.

“But… you’re a…a pony and I’m” he began but I cut him off as I pressed my lips up against his. He slowly closed his eyes and I did the same. It felt weird kissing him, not because he wasn’t the same species but because of the way I had to make sure that I didn’t brush up against his broken nose, knowing that that would quickly kill the mood.

He had placed ice on it during part of the movie and the painkillers had numbed most of the pain but I knew that any sort of aggressive behaviour would hurt his nose. I forced my tongue into his mouth as I lay on top of him, feeling the inside of his mouth with my tongue.

As he began to lick around inside of my mouth I began to moan into his mouth. I could feel his body arch towards me, his covered cock pressing up against my belly. I slowly pulled back from the kiss, a trail of saliva connecting our mouths.

“Does that help get rid of the thought of us being different?” I asked and he nodded. He wrapped his hand around my head and pulled me in for another kiss. He slid his hands down my side and pulled my flank up towards his groin area. He quickly reached over and turned off the TV that was still playing.

I put my forelegs down at his sides to support myself as I felt him start to pull up the robe, revealing my wet needy cunt. He grunted as I pulled up his robes then slid myself up against his rock hard shaft.

I slowly slid my lower lips up his length then lined myself up with his tip. We both gasped from the pleasure that surged through our bodies. I began to tease him as I rubbed my entrance against his tip, only allowing it to enter a few millimeters. He tried to arch his hip to get inside of me but I wouldn’t let him, not yet.

We continued to make out and I could hear his muffled grunts and groans as his body ached to be inside me, my own lust for him was probably equal. I finally stopped teasing him and began to slowly slide his manhood into my tight love tunnel. I moaned deeply as I felt his member penetrate me, pulsing with each inch that slid into me.

It was significantly smaller than the last stallion who I had been with but it felt a lot better than any stallion I had sex with due to the fact that whenever I was with a stallion their cock would stretch me open painfully and it wasn’t very pleasuring for me.

John on the other hand seemed to fit fine into my hole without the pain of him stretching my inner walls. I fit his entire length inside of me without a problem and it felt absolutely amazing, I had never really been able to enjoy sex but for the first time ever it felt great.

I let out a sigh as I just lay there on top of him, his member inside me. We broke away from the kiss and I lay on his chest, listening to his heart beat as I savoured the moment. I could tell he was enjoying it to.

“I love you John” I whispered. “We uhh… I uhh… Are you sure?” he asked hesitantly and I giggled. “Of course, you’re caring, loving, compassionate and” I began but he cut me off.

“We’ve only known each other for a day” he reminded me and I smiled. “But it felt like it was a much longer time then just that” I told him. “I love you too” he replied. I felt warm, content and for the first time I felt truly loved by someone other than my own family.

I began to slowly slide myself up, his length leaving my inside until only his head was left at my entrance. My vagina burned for the need to have his presence back inside. I obliged my need and very slowly slid myself back down his length until I had him all the way inside of me again.

I let out a pleasured sigh as I began to slowly stride, savouring every moment of it. I felt his hands slide down to my flank and he began to grope my supple little cheeks, his fingers doing their magic on my rear.

I moaned then pressed my lips up against his and we began to make out again. I continued slid up and down his length. I felt his fingers slip down and he begin to caress my clit. I broke away from the kiss and began to moan rather loudly. He began to thrust his hips slowly in corresponding motion with my strides.

As he caressed my clit I began to feel pressure build up inside me. My moans quickly changed into screams of arousal. He continued to slowly thrust into me as I rode him but soon my slow strides gained speed as I felt myself build up for a climax.

“Ah…John… I’m about to…ahhh” I screamed as I felt myself reach my peak. A tidal wave of incredible pleasure splashed over my entire body and my back arched forwards. My body tensed up and I felt myself begin to squeeze his cock. He continued to slowly thrust me and the tightness from my orgasm made the pleasure double.

He didn’t let me cool down from the orgasm and kept sliding back and forth. The pleasure was nearly unbearable. I lost my balance and fell forwards onto his chest and began to scream uncontrollably as he made me edge towards another orgasm.

I felt his cock begin to tense a little and I could tell that he was close. “So uhm… what do you want me to do?” he asked hesitantly. “I want you…to…ahh…inside” I gasped and he nodded then continued to slide, my juices lubricating him to allow easier sliding.

“Ah…Way…I’m about to…” he grunted but I stopped him. “Let’s do it together” I suggested and he nodded. I felt him begin to tense up inside me but I also felt myself begin to build up. The sloshing sound of my wet pussy being pounded filled the room. I began to moan loudly as I reached my peak.

His thrusts began to slap me harder as he picked up the pace. I felt myself reach my orgasm and for the second time this night I felt a tidal wave of pleasure wash through my entire body. “Ugh… I’m gonna…gah” he gasped.

“Oh yes…John… cum inside me…I want to feel your sticky cum deep inside my needy pussy” I screamed, it felt weird talking in such a dirty tone but at the same time it made me feel ‘sexier’.

I felt his member begin to throb and his thrusts stopped. Like a sudden bliss of eternity I felt him slid his entire length into me then released inside me. I felt his warm sticky seed spurt into my deepest depths as my vaginal walls clenched around his cock, milking him for every last drop and making sure than none dripped out. His cock continued to throb inside of me, each throb would spurt another blast of cum into my depths. He finally stopped cumming as he let out a deep exhale.

I was breathing heavily, riding him in cow-pony position. He began to slowly slide back and forth inside my pussy, mixing his cum with my own juices. My vagina was still closed tightly around his shaft, only allowing a few tiny bits of liquid to drip out.

I finally descended from my orgasmic high and fell onto his chest, panting heavily. He continued to slid but then stopped and left his entire length inside of me. I could feel him twitch every so often and my pussy walls would tense every now and then but for the most part we just lay there and embraced each other in a hug.

“Looks like… you milked me” he chuckled and I giggled from the shitty pun. He leaned forwards and kissed me gently on the lips. “I love you Milky” he whispered. I hugged him tightly, making sure not to brush my face up against his nose. “Guess this wasn’t a dream” he muttered and I into his eyes.

“A dream?” I asked and he nodded. “Well before I first came here I was drunk and stumbling around. When I arrived here I figured that someone had just spiked my beer… but I’m happy to know it’s not a dream” he told me.

I smiled then felt him pull his manhood out of my tight hole with a sluck. I felt my pussy begin to leak as his cum and my pussy juices dripped out of me. I couldn’t feel any happier than I did right now.

I lay my head against his chest and quickly dozed off. I had to be the happiest and luckiest mare alive.

Author's Note

Well, that was a fun little story, comment on what you liked and didn't like so I can know how I did