Foreplay: Cutielingus - By: Explicit Escritoire

Cutielingus – Noun – The act or thought of receiving sexual enjoyment from receiving or giving oral stimulation to the portion of the flank that holds the cutie mark. This is derived from a theory that since cutie marks are magical in nature, they are susceptible to the same forms of pleasure as a Unicorn's horn or a Pegasus' wings. Cutie Marks are said to be extra sensitive in mares, due to closeness to the plot, and in earth ponies, due to no other 'magical' forms of pleasure (in comparison to unicorn horns and pegasus wings). As stated earlier, all of this information is theoretical.

The camera starts up, beginning to record the scene playing out before it. A controlled experiment taking place within an explicit setting. There are rose petals littering the floor, smooth and dim lighting and upbeat music playing in the background with no lyrics. It's basically a glorified sex scene for a glorified porno, but nobody's really complaining.

The first member of the experiment, nicknamed Receiver for the experiment and to hide her identity. It's not a very effective method of preserving somepony's name, considering she's color coded with a unique cutie mark stamped onto her flank, but the little things can be comforting to an amateur like this one.

Receiver has a light blue coat, which blends in well with her darker blue mane and tail, streaking with small bits of white. Her eyes are dark blue like the color of her mane and tail. The greatest feature on this beautiful pegasus is her cutie mark. She was intentionally chosen for this purpose due to its shape. A long paint brush with a thick bristled tip and two small circles of coloring at the base, meant to resemble paint samples no doubt. It will do well to represent something sexual for the experiment, however.

Soon after the pegasus comes in and gets as settled as she can be with her nervousness, the second pony comes in. A stallion, covered from head to hooves with a dark blue sweater. The color was chosen to match the colors of the mare pegasus, who was beginning to get a little uncomfortable about the situation. Before there is much time for second guesses, though, the stallion removes his hood. He reveals a black mane and blue eyes, coupled with handsome featuers and a beautiful smile. The pegasus lightens up a bit, happy that the other is gorgeous.

The stallion holding the camera begins to speak, initiating the experiment. “Alright, Receiver, are you ready for this?” he asks, pulling the camera around to face the pegasus, who is now on the bed. She stares at the camera a little awkwardly at first, but then nods her head. The camera shifts again to the stallion, who is slowly approaching Receiver.

“Alright, Giver here is going to be giving your flank a little lick. The safe word is Luna, don't hesitate to use it if he's getting too close to your personal spots for your tastes. He'll listen, he's good for it.” The Cameraman says. “And if you want to talk to me directly, you can call me Watcher.”

Receiver gives another slow nod, getting onto her hooves and leaning down, resting on the bed with her flank lifted in the air. Giver responds to her movement by crawling onto the bed and wrapping one hoof around Receiver's left rear leg. He starts off his actions by giving her flank a soft kiss, somewhere between her plot and her cutie mark.

Receiver shivers at the sudden touch from the stallion's muzzle, and whimpers a little as she feels him use his tongue to continue kissing her. Giver starts to kiss closer and closer to her plot, taking in the sweet scent of her. He can tell she's enjoying herself, her juices flowing a bit and enhancing the smell of her marehood. Just as he's beginning to enjoy himself, he's cut off by the shy but insistent voice of the pegasus.

“Luna! Luna!” she almost shouts, her face nearly covered in a deep blush. She knows she's enjoying the thought of letting him continue his kissing, but she doesn't want to do anything like that on camera. It would have her labeled as easy – easier than doing this would already have her labeled – and she honestly would rather do things like that with somepony she knows much better.

Giver smiles, turning to the camera and giving it a wink. He continues his kissing, this time moving in the opposite direction. He moves his hoof up to rest just below her cutie mark, and he runs his tongue in circles around the first paint blotch at the base of her paint brush cutie mark. The light pink color almost perfectly matches the color of her slit, and he enjoys the thoughts running through his head about what it must taste like.

Receiver lets out a gentle moan. She doesn't know if it's from the kissing or the stimulation to her cutie mark, but she is enjoying the stallions tongue regardless. She opens her eyes, reaching forward to grab a pillow to cling to. She can feel the stallions tongue pull away from her flank, giving her a moment to collect her thoughts and senses.

“Did you enjoy that, Receiver?” Watcher asks, his camera pointing to her face, almost completely hidden by the pillow. He smiles at how adorable she looks when she's hiding away from his and the cameras gaze. She's still blushing heavily behind the white silk.

“Y-yes, I did.” she says nervously, still trying to recover her thoughts.

“And what about you, Giver?” he asks, shifting the camera to the stallion's face. Giver has a huge grin on his face, and is staring at the cute mare's slit again. He turns his head, his gaze not shifting quite as quickly, and faces the camera.

“It's interesting. Her flank is nice and soft, and her cutie mark almost has a slight flavor to it.” he says, licking his lips to savor the flavor he seems to have picked up on.

Watcher zooms the camera in, getting a quick close-up shot of her marehood, and then backing out, returning to the stallion's face. “And how would you describe the taste?” he asks, curious.

“I'm not sure, I didn't get a good enough taste.” he says, obvious excitement in his eyes and voice. Watcher decides to let him dive back in, wanting to move things along.

“Well, I guess you'll have to give her another taste. Is that alright with you, Receiver?” Watcher asks, moving the camera back to Receiver's face. She nods quickly in reaction to his question, her face practically becoming one with the silk pillow as she clings tighter to it.

The camera returns to the soft flank of Receiver, catching Giver running his tongue in circles around the second paint blotch, deciding to give it fair treatment. The camera closes in to get a better picture of the black mane'd stallion's tongue pressing against the skin of the mare, who was whimpering and softly moaning once more.

Giver then lets his tongue slide along the length of the paint brush cutie mark, savoring every scent, taste and sight as it moves along the shaft and finally reaches the bristles. He gives the tip of the paint brush a soft kiss before letting his mouth move back down the shaft, his tongue pressing roughly against it. He follows the paint brush marking all the way back to its bottom tip, pulling his mouth away. A string of saliva connects both tips of the cutie mark to each other, and the bottom tip to the stallion's tongue.

Receiver is panting very heavily into the pillow, and begins to wriggle her flank a little subconsciously. Watcher takes her wriggling as a sign that he should ask his next question. He pulls the camera over to her face and smiles. “Do you like that, Receiver?” Watcher asks, keeping his attention on her expression.

Receiver takes a moment to try and recover from the licking. She lets out a few soft breaths, and turns to face Watcher. “Y-yeah, it felt really good.” she says, coming out of her shy little box a bit. Watcher grinned at her response, and decided to kick the example up to the next level.

“Do you think you'd be okay with him licking some other parts?” Watcher asks, trying to push what he can get out of the experiment.

“U-um, lick me where, exactly?” she asks, already knowing what Watcher means. She shivers a little, remembering the feeling of the stallion's tongue all over her flank.

Watcher gives her a slightly evil grin, getting the camera nice and close to catch her reaction to his next few words. “Would you let him lick between your thighs?” he asks. He was right to point the camera at her, because he's able to catch a look of half shock and half interest.

To Be Continued. . .
Next Chapter: Cunnilingus

Author's Note

The next chapter will involve cunnilingus. Each chapter will be 1.5 - 2 thousand words long. If you have suggestions for chapters after that, please send me a PM :3 I love hearing and using suggestions.