Meat Lover's Special
I wanted to tank a cute pony for the cute and hot story she made.
This story was made by FluffyPony.
As a complicated pony, she had many interests and would be combining some of them tonight. The pizza as well as some companionship was due to arrive in an hour or so. It was plenty of time to freshen up in her own special way. And while going through said rituals, she couldn't wait to fill both hungers at once.
Now compared to the reference pictures she put on her profile online, she of course looked nothing like that in real life. While hardly lithe, she was still appealing in her curved chubby way to men who liked fat femboys in comparatively tiny clothes. So no, she wasn't a typical toothpick Ashley, but she hardly needed a body like that to validate her own importance. As long as there were furs out there who enjoyed a big belly or butt, she could easily say she was amongst friends.
Preparing for company at the pink fembois house was usually a head to foot affair. First, black stockings with wide cuffs on the top lined with silicone that would cling to the fur midway up her thighs. Next came the high heel hoof covers; black sandal style. After that came a black lacy thong with a waistband lined on the outside with little white ribbons and fake diamonds sewn stiffly in place. The thong felt yummy the way it threaded itself around her feet, slid like cold silk along her stockings, and then swaddled her clithood and gems in soft warmth while caressing her tailhole with a light kiss. A pinkish zebra print miniskirt came after that; it was so short that if she bent over, her ass would be more than easily exposed to any horny males' view.
The skirt wasn't the ending of it, as she had a black transparent camisole top that left most of her belly and navel exposed somewhat like a cheerleader or two piece swimsuit. Her long bouncy mane was already taken care of, so that simply left a slight touch of amethyst lipstick to better bring out the pink in her cheekbones. All made up and pretty, she was more than ready for her little date.
A good thing too, as all of her preparations and silly dallying had wasted more than enough time out of her boredom for the delivery to arrive. Her ears and nose were steadfastly sharp and she liked what she sensed with both as a car door opened and shut. The sissy blushed as frantic eager blood rushed through her little body, her rear end pressed to the front door and grinding all over the smooth painted surface.
Hoofbeats made their way up a cement walkway to the porch, each distinctive hollow bony noise clattered on each of three small steps until ceasing muffledly right on top of a woven thatch mat dyed pink. A firm knocking followed, vibrating strongly through the wood to make her sweet fat buns wiggle. "pizza delivery for sweet mare? " Announced a strong male voice that set the tiny pony body to further add tingles of delirious excitement.
She waited a long second, struggling to bring her young feminine body under control even as tiny elegant filly hooves shifted restlessly on the floor by the entrance. Fluffy twisted around to look through the peephole just in time to feel a jolt travel through her hard cocklet by a second set of purposeful knocks. She shivered and moaned, humping the square inset panels just as her one spying eye locked through the peephole on the smallish outline at the porch of a horse, a big male who was much larger than even she expected, this being the first time she'd ordered from this pizza company at the insistence of other slut friends on the internet.
He was brown where the light touched, wearing caramel shorts, button up collared shirt, and a baseball cap with the company logo. And he was smiling widely as he held one single pizza box at the exact level of his groin, Given his staggering height, she wondered if she could handle him without being intimidated. Well! It did no good to sit here all silly and neglected while a hundred dollars of "pizza" waited outside.
Once she opened the door, fluffy knew the big stallion would be drinking in her curves and feminized appearance with his eager eyes. "I should come inside and give pretty girl pizza". The stud declared, pushing his way casually through the doorway and locking the thing behind. And while the delivery horse made himself at home, one hand never left the box and the slut knew why.
When he felt reasonably comfortable and had an aura of privacy, the stud unclasped the lid of the giant wide New Yorker pizza with a gasp of steam and rasping cardboard. "Meat Lover Special for pretty mare?" His cute giggle was punctuated by the milk chocolate thing throbbing on a bed of melted white cheese and tomato sauce. His cock was on top of the pizza, leaving a depression from sheer weight that had nearly cut the thing in half. At the crust closest to Fluffy, that member was eagerly adding to the marinara with a clear oozing stallion special sauce.
Even though she'd been warned ahead of time for what to expect by femboy friends, the sight of that organ wrapped in a "condom" of melted cheese just left the mareslut speechless. It demanded the attention of a curious tongue at the very least. The horse slipped his cock out of the back hole in the box, a good portion of his shaft still dripping with sticky ingredients as he set the leaky box aside on a nearby coffee table.
By the way in which he stared at her black-clad goodies and physique, Fluffy knew he wasn't the only one present to offer yummy wares. "Do you like what you see? " The chubby slut giggles, her wide round butt and hips probably gave him more than enough to think about. She was careful to only give him a teasing glance of her ass before dropping down to her knees right before that floppy horse thing all covered in Italian niceties like a sausage ready to nom.
She began on his tip, devouring the whole mushroom into her tiny mouth to give it a good suck for all those delicious male fluids oozing out, as well as some decent cleaning, knowing full well she couldn't get his full pride down her throat, the only thing the pony could do was lick along on the shaft like a cob of corn and hope it was all enough to keep the silly horse hard. And while the pony did this, he took off his shorts and shirt so that he was only wearing the hat, long ears sticking out of holes in the top made for that reason.
He giggled and gave her a nice pat on the head as his hips sawed his cock around along her lips and tongue, smearing tomato sauce and melted cheese all over her face. The mare was making quite a meal of the stud, his musk creating a new dimension to the pizza toppings she assumed would also transfer well to the pie itself in that nearby box. Her tail was raised and wagging around as she smiled in giddy joy from hungry nomming at that erotic snack.
It was quite a fun time to clean him off too, as she knew he'd be feeding his pepperoni up her boicunt next! "I see mare is enjoying the cheese, but hasn't touched the pizza." The brown horse giggles, caressing along on her face and cheekbones as the filly gave him her full doting attention with those hot lips and tongue. Given how stiff and horny he was, Fluffy could tell he was just absolutely wild for her fanciful pussy!
When she'd done a reasonable job of cleaning him off, getting the cheese and marinara out of the wrinkles in his foreskin or out of the urethra pit in the muffin-shaped tip, then it was time to make a special delivery in the rear as the only way a horse best knew how. The pony hadn't misread his overt lewd interest in her body, as he was dripping his fluids like a garden hose out onto the carpet, and they hadn't even gotten started! Oh, he didn't need any help at all. Fluffy had an odd suspicion that all she needed to do was breathe on his glans, and he'd be cumming fireworks in no time.
The delivery Stallion smiled as he handed her a strange pen with clear fluid inside instead of ink, pointing at his nearly clean cock with a shy purring giggle. "Sign here and here, and then I can give you nice package!" He declared helpfully, tail flittering around in a growing happy haze of horniness. Well, of course she wanted her "package"!
As the sissy put the cool rolling ball of the pen's wide point to the shafts' side, the stallion giggled from the cold or tickling from the contact. She began to write her name, the ball smearing long slimy slug trails all over his satin flesh. Curious, she touched it with her fingers and rolled it around, discovering it to be a very concentrated oily lubricant that would've been ideal for sex with a horse. Blushing coyly, she finished her signature on the one side and moved to the other, giving the blunt glans some frantic squiggles for good measure as this was going in her pussy, after all! "Is that good?" She squeaked out nervously, looking over his whole length in cautious wonder. All proportions considered, Fluffy might find reason to worry, as she was quite out of practice.
The quickies with knots, bulls, and deer were invigorating but no real training for someone with more impressive girth. When she said that, he paused to think with dull boring eyes full of busy contemplation before smiling with a sudden lewd "eureka" grin of those blocky white teeth. "You bend over for customer receipt? " He had the pen ready and everything, not actually expecting that he'd be refused. Nor would he, of course, as Fluffy needed all the help she could get!
She blushed and did as he asked, desiring it as much as he no doubt did. Her body was set to quivering as she felt his hot hand grope up under her skirt and pulled it over atop her back like the dramatic unveiling of a masterpiece at an art gallery. As her fat bottom came softly into view under the vague shadow of hazy lights in the dark foyer, the chestnut male with the large bannister seemed to hold his breath as though in reference to a temple: "So lovely, cute mare!" He giggled and held both her buns in his capable hoovelet fingers, twisting his palms on her silky pink orbs of rump to better test and appraise their priceless value.
His next motion was to peel off her thong from between those cheeks as though it were made of sticky licorice taffy clinging to her fur, only unwinding the rear portion down to the swells of her buttocks while leaving the front in place to neatly cover up her painfully hard and dripping six inches of rampant clittycock. Beneath the hairless underside of her volumized neon pink dock was where it awaited his package: a wrinkly pink donut lightly glazed in a shimmering layer of sweat and throbbing with shivers from the sudden breeze as well as her silly slutty anticipation for a wild pony ride with this obviously experiences stranger.
The stallion's lovely prize uncovered, he use the lube stick to write an actual name on her ass. She giggles as his perverse signature was scrawled on one buttock, the mareboi trying to keep track of the letters used even as his slow light motions tickled her rear and exacerbated her silly little effeminate whinnying laughs. First a "B", then an uppercase "A", followed by a provocative slimy "D" that made a great sloppy smear all over her eager vacuuous asscunt. The "D" part made her squeal in delight like a shameless pink pleasure piggy! Finally came two "O"'s at the end, at last giving her a name to know this peculiar stallion suitor by.
A strange name, sure, but it was adorable and contrite for its use. Better, if she liked his services, she would know who to call on next time she had an odd urge for home delivery sex. "So, um Badoo, how many deliveries do you make in a day?" Yes, she knew what naughty thing she was really asking, but she was just too curious what the caramel horse would say. Three, five, could he do eight sluts in a day?
At first he paused and she thought she wasn't going to get an answer, as it might have been a company confidentiality thing, but he surprised her, a slap landing on her butt and making the feminized filly nearly jump out of her panties in surprise. "You want to know about busy horse? I do not know, as I am always kept busy with many orders to fill." And of course, "orders" was a cute little euphemism for equally cute lil slutty butts taking his pecking parcel. "Ah, but silly girl! With all of this talking, how will we make you happy, hmmm?" She blushed, as he brought up a very good point and her ass was quite famished.
She barely had time to respond before he pressed himself to her body in a wrap of overwhelming heat; naked silk scraping around as two equines became intimately and somewhat platonically acquainted for one long electric moment of companionable need. But it was not to last, as each had whims of their own, and while a dog or cat could cuddle during the initial impalement, a horse's unwieldy bouncing tool made the notion of such contact difficult.
So he broke away from his slut to better guide something in her that cerainly needed the help. It suddenly made her lonely not to be held in the musky bare stallion's arms, but she knew it was something to be remedied by time only after he had quenched the blazing passions of his lustful pride in her quivering sex. "Time for special delivery". He purred in that sexy satin voice full of imprecisely grammatical english. Somehow the accent and obvious foreignness by how he said his words made Fluffy all the more hornier and "wet". European males always had a touch of the desirable exotic, particularly the western countries, and especially Spain. In fact, there was one pudgy grey horse in Spain known for being arousing as he used the willing holes of most any species he came across.
The way he talked sent shivers trough her anxious flesh, and if it were possible, to spread her legs wider to better welcome his musky flavorful love. Waves of warm electricity surged up her loins and along her spine as his dull rounded parcel made a slick pass at her rear entryway, bouncing off her thonged pouch of testes in a failed attempt. Badoo's second try was made with more care and accuracy, the pressure of his heavy bumping hips slowly smothered that tip on her hole.
At first it seemed to flatten out like soft dough or clay from the resistance of her snug ass, but this was only a minor setback as his mushroom cap of equus seemed to condense itself and push into her body as though a quick missile seeking her heat, the stud managing to relent his overbearing pressure only after about a third of him had jumped inside her with one jarring shove that pushed her forward several inches on sliding hooves along the floor. The only reason why the pony still managed to stay standing was his nine or so inches were snuggly gripped in a nervous embrace of her locked insides.
Thankfully things were a great deal easier after that, as her buns spread the lube evenly on his shaft as every bit of him slowly but eagerly entered her. And by the way his knees quaked in ecstasy behind hers, she knew her half-virgin opening was tight enough for even a horse's "loose standards"! "Have you done sex before? " Again, his odd grammar and accent sent her into new realms of horniness like vocal aphrodisiac as he paid, what was to a slut, an endearing compliment; nothing made such a stir of achievement among the male whores more than the veil of chronic virginity.
Her sex smothered him closely enough that Badoo had the trouble of pushing the bamboo-like hump of his medial ring through her passage. With a mild wet pop, it somehow managed its way through and made it plainly obvious that his task was nearly done; the excess lube and pre flowing down along warmly on her balls as if melted wax. "I'll never tell!" She managed to gasp out to his enquiry, bowel filling up with crawling slimy heat that made itself slowly at home in her, making Fluffy feel every bit like a sock or condom as his satin swinging balls came into place caressing on hers in gentle grinding motions.
And likewise, he was just as sweet and reassuring as his cumfilled sack with his firm arms hugged around her belly to better impale that tiny sultry marish body against scorching loins and the velvet-furred outline of a plump sheathe stretched seductively around his wide pole as though a neatly stuffed filly's snatch. Most telling of all was his tail, as it was raised and flashing around like a brown silk scarf in a spinning gypsy's hand.
The stallion lightly nipped into her ear with a mild pinching bite of his teeth, his own ears and eyes faced straight ahead in stoic equine attentiveness as his fat horsecock gradually withdrew five or so inches to test how lubed he was before deciding if he wanted to quicken his pace, as lack of lube made fast anal sex very uncomfortable, as the greater friction would make his penile features truly stand out.
She closed her eyes pleasantly, ears lowered in submission with a mild moan as her body approved of his preparation better than any words could. Badoo giggled and gave her right flank a friendly spank-pat as his lips rumbled with a curious bluster that made them ripple. So, the male equally approved of her coy acceptance of his status as herd stallion! "Yes, good mare. Daddy Badoo soon fill you all good!" He purred, one hand spanking over her butt in a fast steady rhythm like a jockey as the other one tickled up the fuzzy ribs to her tiny "breasts". Along with the nice stinging swats, the rubbing and pinching on pink nipples nearly made the mareboi slut extraordinaire cum in her panties right then.
Constantly with the outside provocative touches came a quickening of his lower body to feed hers, driving into the hungry boicunt with the battering ram motions of his cock similar to a steam locomotive in stallion form. Each one of those harried slams of his thighs into her depths and across her energized prostate were nearly sufficient to trigger her release, having a cumponies' sensitivity to such things.
His steamship puffing snorts of feral intensity seemed to forecast his own equine bliss, meat special drilling her donut two or three times in a second like quick jabs of a penis equivalent of a sewing machine needle sinking repeatedly into the soft velvet of a pony ass, the threadlike strings of pre further added to the odd illusions. A stallion spindle might be an appropriate allegory, except instead of making her a scarf, Badoo was making her a little slut instead!
And in the wild intensity of his thoughtless instinct to fill her with his seed, the bumping of his jackhammering body against hers made the pony's mane bounce around in an untidy tangle until she looked more like her breed namesake of "Shetland" despite having carefully tending to it only an hour ago with a violet brush that smelled of new leather and stale plumeria blossoms. "Ohh, sexy horse! When are you going to give me my extra melted cheese?" The prurient taunt was a bit awkward even if Fluffy were doing her best to play along with the naughty pizza roleplay. His part was easier, as she loved being bathed in the stink of her master.
His speed increased, not so noticeable to most inexperienced malewhores, but she had a few years practice enough to know that he was coming close to his thrilling end as the pulse in her chest sped up in excited expectation for his hot gooey mare mozzerella in her starving cunny. She squeezed tightly on his stallionhood to increase the friction between them.
Finally it was done as he plugged one end with his sheathe and the other with a flare-turned-airbag as his spurting heat travelled up her tract into her belly, making the latter appear as if she had eaten a small watermelon whole despite how it sloshed around in a healthy weight of pleasant heat and pressure she could easily stroke along on and poke. His higher body temperature was quite evident in his sticky cream from up in her tummy down to where it slowly trickled out of her hole like cheese sauce and got both her tail and panties sticky with overwhelming musky radiance. Without warning, he freed his plug of horselove, and with nothing to hold his special topping in place, his seed gushed messily to the floor in clinging strands that hung from every hair and fetlock like silly string. His sloppy cock slid itself flaccidly between her knees as if a magical dribbling broomstick as he gave the mare a reach around in her panties and quickly brought on her own completion, forcing Fluffy to clean her own steamy sweet essence off from his hand.
And so preoccupied by the odd personal snack, she failed to notice Badoo stooping over his clothes until it was too late; a bulging wide orange-colored carrot-shaped buttplug about three inches thick was popped into her much surprised leaky gaping pussy, causing the mare to squeak out in protest as though less cordially violated. "Every order comes with happy mare plug?" He elaborated with a kind lecherous giggle as he put his clothes back on as slowly and provocatively as he could, and since he was a horse with a fine muscled streamlined body, such a thing came naturally!
He tips his baseball cap to Fluffy and was just turning to leave on his way when she got an idea. "Wait, Mr Horsey!" She cried out just as he got to the porch. He gracefully turned around to give her that nice polite toothy smile, perhaps expecting a kiss or hug from the dishevelled mare covered in his scent and seed." You forgot your tip!" The Shetland did better by hastily stepping out of her soggy thong and handing it over. Needless to say, he left very distracted and horny with a new bulge under his shirt against his chest.