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Fuckin’ hell. XD
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“It took a few seconds before Tempest came out of her high”
As much as I enjoyed this amazing little piece, that just made me snicker so much because of that “Emily Blunt” meme.
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No need, it’s good.
Cheesy smut below this line.
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Tempest drank in her impromptu suitor’s musk.
She’d captured him as a prisoner after she conquered most of Canterlot. While the Storm King was busy lining his coffers with treasures and artifacts in the Royal Treasury, Tempest decided to capture one of Sparkle’s friends. Well, assumed friend, she wasn’t sure if this stallion, Party something, was actually a close friend, but hey, a bargaining chip’s a bargaining chip.
It helped that he had the sheath of a monster.
They were both in the lower decks of the Stormship, where Tempest decided to have a bit of fun with her captive. Contrary to the rest of the crew’s belief, she was not a stone cold mare. She did have urges from time to time, but she absolutely refused to copulate with the filthy yetis. Grubber was the only one she could tolerate, really, but he was more like a stupid little brother.
Tempest loved cock. She couldn’t deny it. The smell, the taste, the heat, everything left her lightheaded and weak in the knees. It was the only thing she loved more than being dominant in the sack, and Party was in the perfect position for her, forelegs shackled to the inner wall of the ship, his undercarriage exposed to the room around him. Tempest had made sure to put him in a room away from the yetis, just so she could have her fun.
She was going to make him into her personal toy.
She growled in throaty approval of his strong scent.
“Mmn… you smell delicious, colt.” She raised her neck from his groin, placing her muzzle by his ear,and whispered. “I am going to make you into my little cum pump. Now, sit still, and let me work…”
Party Favour groaned around his gag as Tempest slipped back down to his turgid member. She gave one last, deep sniff before she descended onto his shaft.
The first thing Tempest noticed was the warmth. It permeated her body like a dive into the hot springs in the Frozen North, and she shuddered. She pressed a button off to her side, activating an egg vibrator attached close to her clit. Tempest moaned around the stallion’s cock, drooling and slurping as the toy went to work.
She began bobbing her head, twirling her tongue around his length as she moved up and down his shaft. The taste was absolutely erotic, like delicious seasonings on pastas she’d had in warmer foreign lands. Her hind legs began to quiver as her core burned like a star. She needed more.
Party Favour grunted as Tempest pushed her hooves down onto his lower stomach, bracing herself as she went deeper down, sucking and swallowing like a mare possessed. When he looked down at her, whenever her eyes were open, they looked smoky and distracted, as if she were in a trance. Party groaned more when she began softly lapping at his balls when she reached the furthest depths of her bobs.
Tempest needed more. It was all she could think of. She needed more of his wonderful musk, his delectable taste, more of the heat that burned throughout her body. She could feel herself dripping onto the floor as she shakily slammed the “HI” setting on her vibrator’s controls. If only she had a pair of powerful hooves on he back of her head. Hng, maybe next time she’ll let her new plaything get a little rough with her…
She slammed her head further down his cock, only this time, she stayed there, swallowing, suckling, and slurping, coaxing him ever closer to release, and soon, soon…
Yes. She could feel it, Party’s grunting and thrusting as his member flared against her throat. Yes, do it. Let it out. Pour out your cum. Cum down my throat. Give me that sweet seed…
Tempest got her wish. She squealed a definitely not fillyish squeal as she hit her peak, spraying across the cell flooring as Party’s sweet, salty release flooded into her mouth. In a surprising decision, she stayed at his cock, suckling further to clean and hopefully coax out a bit more of Party’s cum, as if it was a teat giving her milk.
It took a few seconds before Tempest came out of her high, kissing Party’s dazed muzzle before cleaning up, giving her rump a teasing little shake toward him as she left.
Oh yes, she’ll definitely be keeping this one…
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I invite anyone who didn’t like this to punch me directly in the nuts.