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A Ponyful of Paradise

Checking in was probably the best part of the trip, what with a hot courtesy shuttle filled with various sweaty bodies pressed into a tiny space. The way how the doors swung open with a sudden crescendo seemed to pronounce the end of her worries.

The concierge desks were to the left, covered in phones, flat screen monitors, and little display racks of colorful brochures. In the center of the lobby was a table with some courtesy water dispensers and towers of clear plastic cups nearby, black office garbage pails beneath. Beside the two tanks of icy water were angled placards describing what was in each, and as she was dreadfully thirsty, it wouldn't matter too much as the pony would try both.

In one was lemon and lime slices drifting in the tank, which she found out had no difference in flavor. The other was filled with sprigs of mint and green honeydew melon, and somehow this blend managed to taste just like cucumber juice. Having drank away the thirst (ponybois don't get to drink much beyond what comes out of a cock); she went over to the desk to get her room card. Since the hostess was already busy with some guys trying to get travel arrangements to a luau, she busied herself with skimming over the pretty brochures.

Luau's, helicopter tours, cruise line dinners in the harbor, submarine rides, sport fishing, magazines for coupons. Oddly what appealed to her curiosity were the dolphin and orca themed expeditions. Sleek friendly bodies in the ocean had a peculiar way of appealing to her carnal nature, or perhaps she wasn't as in touch with her libido as she originally thought.

Once satisfied, the three men adorned in cameras and small packs went away with tails curled up behind. Tucking said pamphlets in a shiny purple clutch, the pony took her place. "I made a reservation for Halsey?" Followed by some quick click work of a mocha cat in a conservative black skirt and blue patterned aloha shirt. It seemed to take some time to confirm everything as Cupcake looked around and watched the casual Sunday foot traffic of the resort.

Her attention was called back when the typing suddenly ceased. "And I have you here for the whole week until next Sunday. Is there anything else I can do for you, ma'am?" As the pony took the wide complimentary folder with keycards, coupons, and a room service menu, the sissy gave it some light thought.

It was just such a small matter, really. She needed something new and cute to wear out to the hotel pool and private beach cove. "Where can I get a nice bikini?" With that, the feline hostess launched into a helpful barrage of store locations and their range of prices: Cupcake liked this place, already.

Everything in her luggage was unpacked except for her "shower buddies": she always brought two dildos for play during a bath and kept them locked up so the maid didn't make off with them for whatever reason. Done with that, the pony wiggled into a lime green string bikini that better contrasted her completely pink fuzzy body. The rose-tinted shades were also a nice little addition to her overall sultry mystique.

The elevator ride was mostly lonely and a lot of the attention she received came from curious malefurs only lasted until they noticed she was actually a pink stallion in women's clothing--naughty little thing! Apparently many of them were heterosexual and had no interest in her. Still, a soggy wet herm lioness in a wet see-through white bikini DID happen to show some lasting interest in the pony despite being in a hurry to be somewhere else.

So on the right amongst the shaky rustling palms was the sea, the fresh briny smell much like suntan lotion. Up ahead was a woven grass spa hut with a nearby shaded garden that had many loungers and a hammock as well as a thatch lean-to shaped like a bubble with a mattress inside. Past that was the west wing of the hotel on the left with a dozen more cushioned lounge chairs beneath a jutting precipice of the roof like second floor.

Around the corner was a Jacuzzi with an old couple steaming inside like soup. By that was a pool a little further on and the whole thing was overlooked by a seaside bar styled restaurant with tables and guard rails. On the other side was a little grass guard shack that faced out to the ocean as well as the pool so the lifeguard on duty could be vigilant over both. She went slowly over to the deep end lounge area where there was less activity and sat down on the bouncy tight strips of white wet plastic stretched across the metal frame of a lounger, folding her sandaled hooves together under her while the oyster shell anklets jingled in the breeze and the freshly plucked hibiscus flowers stuck into her mane fluttered on the same playful gust like colorful dancers in uneven gowns.

A ruby macaw in a blue swimdress took the pseudo-mare's order with a windy whistling of her red-accented tailfeathers raised up behind as the avian left and went to a little snack/bar shack between the restaurant and lifeguard station. Tanning her fur during the wait would give the pretty boi something to do as she got some not so subtle attention from her fellow guests: badgers, skunks, wolves. They were small downstairs, the lot of them, and of no particular interest to a size queen slut. A true pity the lion hadn't lingered around!

Just as she thought the day would be a loss as she had no nice male company to share her time, a lifeguard golden retriever in red trunks was leaving the kiosk at the end of his shift. While no interesting guests had come by during that time, the replacement was quite the erotic example of sexy cetacean. He was certainly at least twice as tall as the pony if not more, his giant black and white body bulging with shiny muscle as though some naughty pool inflatable. He aroused her by his sheer size alone, but the bulge in his overstretched red spandex speedo certainly wouldn't help her return to any chaste thoughts. At least, not anytime soon as long as he was on the job and rubbing his bloated groin on a too short guardrail.

Because of the growing desire in her loins, she had to jump in the deep end of the pool before anyone could take offense at her obvious interest. As sun warmed water covered her body in one gulp, her act of evasive shyness was not lost on the orca, who leveled her with a curious stare through tiny yellow goggles that covered his eyes. The mildly cold water rushing all over her chubby slut body was very intense and refreshing, but it didn't help painfully hard pony bits subside any faster. It seemed she had to cling to the edge and hope no one would notice her arousal by the time the swelling went down.

A new sensation surprised her as she spread her legs: somehow cold squirts of water managed to slap up at her anus whenever her legs were spread wide apart, like the water itself were fucking her sexy tight twat. "Here's your drink." The macaw girl squeaked out helpfully, putting down a small glass full of blue liquid that had pineapple chunks and a little umbrella in it. It was clear that the avian had seen the ponies' guilty gay pleasure in that bikini, stooping over to put the drink on the pavement with a faceful of feathery cleavage almost rubbing the slut's face while giggling. "You should ask our night lifeguard for special swimming lessons. He's more than happy to indulge tourists at the end of the day." By the tone she used, Cupcake knew exactly what orcan indulgences the birdy babe implied.

And from the brief glances he stole at her sweet immersed booty in the rippling blue waters, the orca had an equal interest in her body that she had of his. While she sipped at the tropical drink and humped the slimy tiles of the pool's side, the bright blue day was slowly slipping into an orange, salmon, and purple kaleidoscope of colored sky and clouds like a giant pastel Easter dress. It wouldn't be too long a wait, now. She had made certain to lay on her belly along a lounger to tan her back earlier, swimsuit clinging to her buttocks tightly like a thick thong which neatly revealed the lower fuzzy roundness of her fat fillable ponyass.

Wind swept through her face, mane, and ears as they were the only parts left uncovered from the pool waters. Her short body drifted along in the eight feet of water at the edge almost as though a pink balloon. She could feel the motions of the other pool-goers and raucous splashing from kids in the shallows, but none of it could bother or distract her from her fantasies about the well hung whale in a revealing tight suit and red tank top. Being so endowed, his cock seemed to threaten all witnesses by possibly popping out at the slightest whims of arousal.

As she sipped at the drink, she found it a nice touch of coconut essence, pineapple, and guava rum. It was a blue pina colada with something extra, the strong liquor bit her tongue. Thirty or so yards out from the private beach and all the novice swimmers was someone standing atop a long surfboard and using a big wood paddle to propel himself to foot-high waves. Sunset seemed to bring all the paddlers out, as the fierce intensity of the sun during the day was something to be wary of.

The sky was mostly faded purple and the sun had set enough to make all the clouds pink and bright orange like puffs of spun candy. Although the water in the pool would now begin to get colder, her fur had always done a good job of gradually insulating her from the shock of the chill. As things grew ever darker, some brown dog in flowers and scant clothing on his hips ran around the courtyard with one torch, lighting the others into sputtering roaring life like dancing lions; the latter were long poles with rounded cones full of long-lasting oil.

Things were settling down as people left and a half moon poked through a haze of silverish-blue clouds amongst a growing audience of blinking diamonds set in random places. The overlooking restaurant was picking up with activity for dinner, but the shadowed waters of the pool would conceal all too well the amorous intentions of a big whale. When everyone had left for bed or to eat, that was when he made his move. The pool was probably supposed to be closed at nightfall, but who was going to object to a lifeguard exercising with a girlfriend?

He slipped into the serene windblown waters like a stalking gator and made decent prey of her bright green ass in his slimy warm hands. The male hefted her rear globes like fruit while she blushed and clambered at the slippery sides of the pool with frantic hooves in her coyness. "Oh, my. Perhaps I should give you some swimming lessons." He teased, leaning over her tiny body with a lewd smile and misty forceful spray out of his blowhole for eager emphasis.

She found it a subtle if perverse hint at what he had in mind, as she doubted he had anything else planned except for sex. And when he pulled the rear of her bikini aside, she shivered as assumptions were proven. Thanks to the stars and dull torches cascading a bronze sheen on his large domed head, there would hardly be any other illumination for the restless waters rippling around them, the murk condensed in the mass below a foot deep was enough to make most any act out to be invisible. Sure it was a bit odd to have him crowding into her at the edge, but once they moved into the open area of the pool, she truly would seem like a beginner taking swimming lessons, albeit a little closer than normal professional courtesy might demand.

And the rapturous bleakness of the waters and night would hide something else, as well: the ponies' gender. For heterosexual sex, if the lustful activity were discovered, it would be more acceptable to the public if not outright condoned. In her quiet thoughtful musing, she finally noticed something absent: there weren't any fireflies about, yet this would be the proper season for them. It seemed Hawai'i was just too remote a place for some insects to get here even if the roaches and flies somehow could.

All the while she thought to herself, he was playing with her butt and gusting fish breath with coconut in her face from his wild excited breathing. A shiver went through her as a slimy textureless digit wiggled between her cheeks and poked the donut dimple of boipussy under her tail with feral interest. Because of his smooth latex-like skin, it was as if he were always lubricated like a giant orca-shaped condom, his large finger entering the hole in her tush easily even as the naughty lifeguard tsk'd at her in playful reproach. "It seems you aren't as sweet and innocent as I first assumed." She heard his good-humored complaint and knew what he really meant: that she wasn't as much of a virgin back there as her facade of cute naiveté and shyness seemed to imply. Well, that was his fault for making such an assumption, wasn't it?

Instead of meeting his comment head on, she dodged it and clenched her lustful muscles all over the thick thing still probing her depths. "And what would you expect from a silly filly mahu?" She countered, hotly blushing face hidden beneath a long lush mane as he let out a nervous high-pitched squeak and series of curious rolling clicks. It was probably the cetacean way of indicating arousal the same way female horses would nicker and neigh with their tails raised aside, a whisper of interest to invite any stallion up to a welcoming rump.

His large arms were around her tiny waist now, the orca pushing off from the bottom with a flick of his muscular fluke like a paddle. Though in deep waters, his adeptness in water wouldn't let her sink as his tail and webbed feet did most of the work keeping them buoyed. Her tiny body collapsed into his as the smell of burnt kerosene reached her nose from the guttural orange-yellow torches along with the mild bleach aroma of chlorine and a salty ocean smell, the waters lapping on them like formless gentle tongues on a constant chilled parade.

His sharp conical teeth and large tongue played with her pointed drowsy ears as his plump spandex-shrouded groin bumped against her butt. "I'd expect every male from here to Haleiwa town to take turns wrecking that snug asscunt until I could ride in it like an outrigger." He growled, altogether as lewd and naughty as his body proved intoxicating. She was allured by his exotic charm, but it was that bulge waiting to break free that held most of her attention.

Having never done any cetacean critter before this, she wondered what kind of anatomy the whale had to share with her. All she could tell from the outline was that it would be monstrously big, but she didn't know if it would be more like a feral dolphin spire or more of a chubby rounded sausage of humanoid dimensions. The only thing she knew was that he was already this large without being particularly aroused, and size was all that really mattered to her, in the end. In HER end, that is~

She buoyed against his chest and groin as something warm and hard finally slipped out of his swimsuit in one graceful motion of sprouting wet passion, the tip now pressed loosely at her rump and down between her thighs. Once fully aroused, she had his whole length beneath her groin like she were riding on a saddle or straddled on a big tree branch, now wiggling her tiny body on his slick soft pulsing appendage to stroke him off and show the large hung orcan fuckbeast what her slutty self had to offer for his writhing prehensile tentaclecock of greatness.

The mareboi reached down along her tummy and stiff spandex waistband to feel about for the squirmy length now poked between her legs like some kind of fluidly moving hot cone of whale. Since his cock was enough to keep her above the water by itself, the sissy let go of the edge of the pool and bobbed against his oily smooth chest and abs as though a pink floaty.

Bouncing playfully on his slimy meat like a pommel horse, her confidence grew until big hands grabbed her middle with a squeaky set of chuckles. "Ready for lesson one? Time to blow some bubbles!" He said, cheerful with a tone of lewdness. This was all the warning Cupcake got that she would soon be a very wet pony as his massive muscly body sank beneath the now dusk-shadowed waves of the pool and took her down with him.

The cold water came up over her head as the orca fell to his knees. At first it wasn't so bad, but as the breath in her lungs grew stale, a fitful panic took over her as she fought to get free, her mouth popping open to explode with a burst of bubbles. Only when the last of them had slipped free of her lips did he finally flick his tail fluke in one powerful sweep through the cool water to bring them back to them back the surface almost instantly.

While she recovered by greedily sucking up air like it could disappear any second, he gave her a congratulatory grope on that gorgeous pink rump. "See, wasn't that bad was it? Let's try the doggystyle-er, I mean doggy paddle." Well, that was something telling. Either he had an overly dirty mind and made a mistake in his wording or they were about to have some naughty gay sex in the hotel's pool.

She didn't have long to guess as he neatly pulled down the elastic on her stretchy bikini's tail hole and felt around on her male pussy with the same rubbery touch of a hooking curious finger. "I hope you learn how to paddle quick, babe. Once I get inside, things tend to get kinda intense for beginners not used to us cetaceans." He turned slowly about in the pool while holding her hips so that there'd be enough room to do what he was planning on.

Like a shark, his maleness slithered out from under her thighs in one sinuous curling motion that left the Shetland now supported only by steady muscular hands on her waist, his thumbs reaching across to her buttocks to hook into the stretchy spandex hole for her tail and turned it into a widened triangle, the cold waters now slapping against her newly bared and winking asspussy as the orca gave it a long hungry stare, tipping her belly first onto the water and held her there like a fuzzy squirming body board with a delicious donut-shaped equine butthole or "ponut".

When he had her ready and arranged so perfectly like that, the pretty penis-craving pony didn't know what to expect from something so long and flexible. At first it was like a thin dragon tongue, slapping around on her buns with enough force to make them sting like she were being spanked or slurping and sliming itself up and down around her crack and hole to taste out her heat properly.

As the tapered tip started to test her snug anal folds in curious nudges, it felt more like a hot boneless lubricated finger tickling at the tight ring outside. It was working too, as she had a tendency to relax all her muscles when being tickled anywhere. Her body and paws might flail around in protest to it, but her asspussy would always open right up. In the past, previous doms had taken advantage of this weakness for easy access, and she had discovered many other horses also had this peculiar problem, so it must've been a species-wide trait.

In any case he was inside and was now pressing his advantage with nothing else that could stop him. She had played with him and felt up that wiggly two foot length that went from a fingerlike tapered point into something as girthy as a soda can by the time it spouted out of his genital slit. Something that long was an impossible fit to hilt in her body completely, she had thought.

She thought wrong as this iceberg in the shape of a penis started out manageable enough as it wiggled and massaged her prostate in firm stroking touches on its way deeper inside. Cupcake quickly realized that it wasn't going to straighten out her colon like a big hard stallion or bull, as it didn't need to. The prehensile contortionist nature of his formless malehood easily shot itself quickly up her defenseless boicunt like a hot whale enema, his balls now splashed on her bikini-clad butt and bits like lazy broken waves.

Two feet of him was seated inside her and coiled around her bowels like one hot pre leaking root of orcasapien. He was careful what he was doing, the way his cock was snaked around in her innards, otherwise he'd be ripping her apart or doing other damage. Again as before, she picked up on the impression that the horny gay lifeguard whale did this kind of thing a lot, hence his lack of shyness when it came to taking advantage of a smaller male and especially her being such an obvious femslut.

He was generous enough to let her grow accustomed to the soreness and unfamiliar sensations coming out of her tailhole before dropping a new shock on her. "Are we ready to learn how to swim?" He grabbed her by the middle again, but didn't really need to except to assist with pushing her down under the water. The sissy responded fast and began to paddle her paws while kicking out with her hooves in little frantic nervous splashes as a half moon came along out of a misty overcast sky to smear the pearlescent dark turquoise waters in a flowering of silver.

While she doggy paddled to stay afloat and kept her frog kicking wide of his body to keep from hitting him, she noticed his lustful grunts and pleasant kicks. It was something she recognized from any male being gradually stimulated to orgasm, which meant that all her muscles in motion must be stroking his shaft and tip all over in a steady lewd way that he was already fully aware of from previous fuck sessions. No wonder he was so quick to offer the free swimming lessons with benefits!

Her face burned shyly as she thought of him using her body in motion as a masturbator sleeve, his throbbing maleness trickling more and more pre into her until it was a warm steady flow that left a constant tingling glow of heat in her increasingly round belly, the excess having a difficult time squirting back out of her into the pool. Soon, she knew by his body and ever quickening passionate sighs and chirps that his Orcan White Zinfandel would be flooding her body like a riptide getting crudely shoved up her unprepared pert little pony pussyass.

His release was soon heralded by a triumphant blast of mist from his blowhole and a loud squeak of joy as the eel burrowed within pulsed and let a torrent of his seed explode deep inside her like a fountain under pressure. As his cum leaked hotly out of her tiny overstuffed body and fouled the pool in a stringy floating layer of egg whites, she could now smell a musky sweet tuna smell mixed with the chlorine vapors of the shifting waters.

With the orcan's work now completed and his orbs sated of their voracious instinct, he uncoiled the hot serpent from around her inner anatomy and wiggled it free with a further dramatic gush of his essence into the pool like a dam had busted loose under her pressure. "I think we better leave before someone finds out I did it again." He joked, managing to climb out with his speedo slightly wrinkled up and askew on his waist as Cupcake then decided wherever they were going, she would want a second helping of whalecock.

They smelled of sex even if the chlorine killed off most of the musk, getting a few odd glances as he led the pony by the arm like a lady to a tall thirty story hotel across the street from the restaurant and pool. Well, of course he would have his own room if he worked for the resort, but in most other cases she knew this wasn't a typical thing.

Once they got to the open air lobby and concierge, it was surprisingly easy to blend into a group heading out of the elevators. Still, he was no fool and had them wait for an empty car, and at this time of night, it wasn't all that difficult to find. The ride they took was all the way to the top and she knew the only thing keeping him from ravishing her all over again was the black dome of a security camera. Long and boring, it made for a poor and frustrated orca.

Once they got there, it was easy to see by the lush exotic garden of hibiscus bushes and bird of paradise that this was no normal lifeguard, as no normal hotel employee would ever have the salary for the penthouse suite. He must be very important in some other way he didn't go around advertising.

As he bent over to retrieve a plastic keycard from inside the shade of a solar lamp along the sidewalk, she got a good view of those big flexing buttocks in that over tight skimpy swimsuit. "Ladies first."He giggled, opening the door with a beep and click from the card reader, gesturing not-quite-politely inside with thrusts of his bulging malehood. If he were desperate to use her twice in a row, she would be even more so.

He wanted her, but also wanted her in a certain way. The orca had her wait in the small foyer still dripping and starting to shiver before he came back holding out some dry clothing. As the pony got a better look of that bright pink neoprene speedo onepiece, she knew almost immediately that he didn't intend for the mareboi to stay dry at all.

Even so, it looked really cute and she was still in the mood to satisfy him as well as whatever kinky little fantasies he had. "How do you like that? Something in the back of the wardrobe in case I met someone of your specific size." He asked, waiting politely to the side as she took it from him to better examine the smooth weave and design of the bright neon pink suit.

He probably kept a lot of these around in case he met differently sized partners. This one she could already tell had no cleavage as it covered up to her neckline. It was also not meant to be modest in any other respect, as the legholes were as high and the seat as narrow as possible so that the legs and outline of the groin would be neatly shown off while the back would have an undeniable tendency to wedge up into the butt kind of like a girthy thong. Mmm, yes. Cupcake had always wanted to wear something this scandalous and naughty. The only question lay in where she would be wearing such a flirty thing, of course.

The orca thought of everything, as it turned out. "Once you go ahead and put that on, we can take a shower together to wash off all that chlorine and cum. And then I can fill you up again with orca caviar so everyone knows who's bitch you are." He giggled with a lazy swishing of his tail fluke as those needful eyes took better notice of her shapely feminine details under the nice mood of dim amber lights in the ceiling.

She stripped there in front of him at the entrance, undoing the swim brassiere into a soggy pile on the floor and then went digging her thumbs under the stringy bowties at the sides to pull down the wet bikini from around the rounded contours of her shapely butt. When it had fallen down around her fetlocks, the hole for her rump tangled up in her tail and made kicking out somewhat difficult but she eventually managed and stood naked for the tall masculine whale to inspect and admire.

As long as he wanted to examine her fine looks, there was no delaying what he wanted. "Good girl. Now, put it on unless you want a friendly orca spanking." He teased in a mock threat with a grin of those many conical teeth. It wasn't a promise made lightly either, as she knew if she kept him waiting any longer the pony would have a very red butt and he would shove her into it, anyway.

She put both hind hooves through the long dark tunnel of elastic cloth until they fell through the legholes. The next part was more difficult because the sultry swimsuit was tighter than the pony first imagined. Thanks to the orca grabbing hold of the shoulder straps and bouncing her up and down like bungee cords, the smooth neoprene slid snugly over her bare body until it became a second brighter shade of skin above her wooly pink fur. And her earlier guess was correct, as she ended up with a very uncomfortable thong of fabric now spreading her buttocks provocatively open and apart for many a gawking gay male to see.

Before she knew what was going on, the courteous cetacean helped on one last detail by reaching his paw down into the back of her onepiece to thread her tail through the stretchy hole in the back and tugging it swiftly out the other end so it could drop naturally to the floor. She objected to having her sensitive tail whalehandled in such a way, but of course larger predators didn't care what a little herbivore whorsie wanted.

It took a moment to get used to the second skin, as it seemed to hug all over her in every intimate way and even now managed to cuddle itself through her now bared leaky asshole between spreading thick fabric. "Look who's a cute mare. Ready for a shower, slut?" He didn't wait for a reply, getting behind her and using his hands and tail to spank her sharply on the butt. The orca did this to get her moving where he wanted, slapping either cheek separately to steer her around like erotic reins while giving her whole ass a good whack with the broad of his fluke to make her yip and prance shyly straight forward in fancy high-stepping pony stomps as if in a parade.

With good use of his flippers he had expertly pinballed her to the doorway of his bathroom. She didn't have much chance to see the rest of the orca's penthouse from the way he hurried her around, but this bathroom. It was larger than one fur needed and far too well decorated for a five figure salary with its alabaster tiling and white marble fixtures. One side had a walk in shower and the other half of the bathroom was dominated by a big Jacuzzi not yet in use, but that could quickly change.

The shower was already hot and steaming up the mirrors with a humid mist, so the orca simply took off his tank top and speedo before proceeding to pick her up like a sex doll and take her tiny self in with him to the blasting spray of water. They found themselves immediately drenched as she discovered another interesting detail of killer whale physiology. Normal water acted as a very good lubricant for his skin, and more importantly, that swishing cock wiggling itself playfully around her hips and butt like a third arm.

She quickly discovered that his cock was long and flexible enough to wear as a belt. The orca had done just that, using his leverage to draw her in closer to his naked musky slickened flesh like a harpoon, his hands clamped around her shoulders to ensure his pony wouldn't go off exploring while he tried to enjoy the wet women's speedo swimsuit now wrapped snugly on her tiny pink body.

His lust devolved into a hungry cetacean grope fest as he had trouble keeping himself from molesting every inch of her in lustful abandon for those delicious feminine curves on the alluring male form. She loved the swimsuit and attention, but at times the way he stroked her body approached creepy levels of obsession, especially over the tight bulge in the front where her triangular sheathe tried to poke through the skintight clothing like a little hotdog.

As his fierce foreplay brought his rounded snout ever closer to her ears, he took the time to squeak and click in a savage aroused manner like an animal, speaking deep and menacingly in a throaty whisper of lust that could barely be heard over the constant rush of the spraying water. "Remember how I claimed you in the pool? Imagine how wild I can get in the privacy of my own room." The dirty words left her stunned and unable to react. His cock could be even more vicious and assertive than it already was? If that was him being subtle, what would this feel like when he let it all hang out?

Cupcake had as long to guess as it took for his cock to uncoil from her hips in one lively whiplike snap that splashed the curtains in a loud drumming spatter of droplets. "How do you want it? Doggy, uplifted, against the wall, or how about something a bit more exotic?" There wasn't much time to decide as he lost what bit of patience he had left to grab her thighs in his paws and spread her wide open with her back against his chest and butt drooping helplessly down and bared ready for what she knew would be the next best substitute for unstoppable tentacle rape.

She regretted not being quicker with her choice, but it didn't matter as he would use her anyway, and in the current position, it just made it so easy for him to do so. She wiggled her butt and legs to find that his grip on her thighs was too firm. "Ready for a pony ride?" He teased, amused and turned on by her half-hearted attempts to escape his solid cetacean grasp.

It didn't take long for the sweet musk of arousal from his dribbling pre to take the place of aromatic soap residue left on the walls from previous showers as his fully flexible hose of orca filled and firmed up a little more for the coming task at hand. His large plantigrade feet crunched on loose bits of discarded sand along the floor as he steadied himself against her growing skittishness.

Only when she couldn't shake him off was the orca ready to begin. It started with teasing tickles that traversed down round the underside of her legs like a curious slow vine or root come to life. She gasped when it kissed around the slippery rear of her onepiece and bared buttocks as it tried to probe for the right hole. Considering how sensitive his tip was, it wouldn't be hard to feel around for it blindly.

Once it wiggled into the area under the dock of her tail, a blush spread across her shy cheekbones as several warm squirts of pre spurted at her spongy pink asspussy to ease its entry beneath her pretty tail. It didn't enter all at once, choosing to play a cruel game instead. Like a wet squirming worm or tongue, it flicked up and down on the outside of her anus in ticklish frantic strokes that made her giggle excitedly and struggle against his blubbery soft flesh all the more with no success. He had her in his complete power and seemed more than happy to tease the pony squeak toy.

Several minutes of her wet giggle fit went on as the drain gurgled to keep up with the water as well as the orcan floodgate of pre letting loose all over her silky smooth butthole. Even as she tried to cease her uncontrollable laughing from his delicate mischievous touches on her newly fucked and dripping boicunny, she could feel a tiny bit of it nudging in between the lapping strokes into the outer part of her anus to dribble its musky salted nectar up deeper inside until she began to feel somewhat greasy from the way the slippery offering of cetacean precoital juice slid around inside her pink body.

At several points he had begun to fill her up enough to make the sissy look pregnant, and when she had evacuated his hot gift out in one sudden gush of musky marecum, it only gave the whale that much more amusement to fill her back up like nothing had happened just as quickly as the first. It had happened six or seven times before his teasing cocktip strokes and pre stuffing would be enough preparation to fulfill his purposes.

The fullness and intense warmth forced up into her tiny helpless body was already nearly enough to make the pony orgasm all over herself in ecstasy, but a new party favor was added to the mix as something very long, virile, and hot began to force itself slowly inside in a sinuous slithering motion almost as if it were a pinkish-red salivating dragon tongue tasting out her most intimate recesses with no regard for her dignity.

No matter how she tried to resist or stay chaste, the pony was a dirty whorsie who loved getting mercilessly drilled in her ass by giant cocks, and what was more interesting was how well the orca knew to treat the mareboi so that her lustful male heat and need to be abuse-fucked came out into the open so it was obvious to anyone watching.

She shivered as two sets of sexual heats mingled together into one pure act of lust, her hole squeezing around the muscled pink squirting eel as if trying to force it back out but just wanted to feel that squishy warm pressure on her prostate and knew that tightening herself up was the only way she could effectively do it. "Take that cock, bitch." The orca grunted out with a puff of mist from his blowhole as he wrapped his tail around her waist to get a better grip on the pony wiggling against his hard abs.

With the swimsuited sissy secured on his wet rubbery chest, he bucked his wide muscled hips up like a horse shoving his dick into an out held artificial vagina semen extractor, filling her up in one surge of lengthy orcameat that left her hole slippery and stuffed. No more tickling, teasing, or games, as the bigger male was now all business and needed to rut his free willy into her wild sore red ponut as quickly as he could.

The motions of need and desperation acted out by the orca were like those of a stallion, as she remembered that from experience, but that was where all similarities ended. Instead of a male horse's sensations in her senses, she got smooth rubbery skin instead of fur, squeaks and clicks of excitement instead of whinnies and snorts of equine lust-fury, a long wiggly serpentine exploring all over areas of her inner slut cavity over a battering ram of painfully flat blunt horsedick. The differences were many, but the act was the same: coitus through building friction until the release of semen.

There was another sexy detail she hadn't been too oblivious to notice. Horses liked to do it outside in fields or in barns to make it feel as natural as possible. Meanwhile her current host preferred to keep his vigorous sessions of lovemaking to sources of water. As she wasn't a cetacean, the femboy didn't know if this was because he needed to keep his skin hydrated or just liked to do naughty things in the water. Either way, it was something different and she craved the unique and unknown when it came to matters of sex. Doing the same thing too often just wasn't much fun.

Due to him being so lengthy, the coiling mass took her shape as its own to fit tight and keep from causing any damage. While her hole was occupied, one of his paws was sliding up her tummy to twist and play with pokey pony nipples budding out of the snug stretchy fabric. It was all ecstasy she was flooded with from those frisky paws. The running water, deep sex, teasing, dirty talk, domination, all of it was just an encompassing little sissy mindfuck of wonders.

Although she had very little control in this situation, the pony used her weight and inertia to shove herself down on his tentacle all while uttering the most passionate and desperate of effeminate whinnies. "Mare really want it? Then hold onto something and prepare for more orca milk." The killer whale warned, his pace quickening with shorter but more violent bucking thrusts that spanked against her ass and made the exposed part of her plump buttocks sting.

An unbearable fire built up in her hole too, the orca shaft was very slimy but the speed that it was going into her body like a wet muscly noodle was too unnatural to be particularly comfortable. She had to close her eyes and grit her teeth as he went savage with her vulnerable asspussy while one of his hands played with the obvious bulge in her swimsuit, teasing the sissy but never letting the mareboi get anywhere close to what she needed for relief as the lust built within her and drove the pony almost mad with ecstasy to his erotic squeaky exhalations and pumps.

His paw on her nub did a more casual teasing as she neared her edge, laying off for long moments before going into long light strokes against the wet spandex of the onepiece like he were strumming an acoustic sissy guitar, causing her to make little frustrated horny mewls like a slut kitten in heat instead while grinning the whole while at his obvious control over the whole situation. The cruelty would go on for a while then, as he didn't want her to orgasm and ruin the moment of his passionate pounding into her snug ponuthole.

She whined in helplessness as she thrust her bulge against his paw to bring herself off, her frantic motions twisting and contorting that orca meat inside like some giant slurping tongue tasting out her insides as though a lewd dragonic fuckbeast. Just as the sissy thought she was close to her release of mare juices, everything stopped just so the monstrously large cetacean could tease her on the edge with a total absence of stimuli aside from his hot squirming length within.

He waited an unusually long amount of time for her hard clit to go flaccid before he went on with his humps and taunting strokes on her sissyhood, bumping her buttocks with slick hard orca thighs as he squeaked excitedly with his own slippery passions. There must've been one or two rampant feet of prehensile orca tentaclecock slurping around in her butt like a naughty snake of sex, constantly keeping her tingling with pleasure as it toyed with all of her intimate pony areas with orcan pornstar pragmatism.

His sharp chirps and clicks were like electric ecstasy in her ears as they served a constant reminder of what kind of stud was now fucking her pink puffy ponyhole all sore and raw with tapered wet dripping cock, his pre always managing to stuff her completely in one nice filling motion of hot orca juice before she had to strain to squirt it all back out in one vulgar fountain of fake mare heat all over his thighs and balls with an ever constant blush of a humiliation that only served to make the pony that much more enticed and pliant to his enigmatic will.

As if to punish the pink slut, he kept from touching her through the swimsuit, only focusing on stuffing her snug pussy with his meat and fresh warm juices like a little sexdoll covered in fur. She let out soft mewls of pleasure like a horny tigress with some drool escaping her muzzle in numb lust as his maleness drilled her with infinite sexual savagery whether her spongy hole was built for the abuse or not.

She was as turned on as could be, so it wouldn't come as any surprise that she could cum even with a clit as limp as string being twisted around in his playful textureless fingers. The sissy mare moaned and whined out with little feral bucks against his groin as she released her special essence into the skintight swimsuit, the thick yogurtish splatters of horse seed oozed out of the snug knitted material like white honeyed sweat to be washed away in the running hot stream with the many liters of briny pre.

It turned into a cascade of intensifying emotions once her orgasming sissy snatch took hold of the malehood buried inside, grasping it in passionate desperation with frantic milking motions of her throbbing fleshy mare tunnel of girlyboi love. The unknown orcan fuckstud let out the loudest of whistles yet as he buried his sea serpent into her tight spasming ponybutt with all the force he could as he blew his sweet thick creamy load into her with an air of arrogant cetacean triumph. Her thighs began to quiver and shake as her pussy flooded with his musky juices like a little slutballoon or sex-warmed equitainer of naughty goodness. It was a dirty act, but something that was an undeniable primal urge for what the transsexual slut filly needed.

There came one brief second where she was absorbed in an uncomfortable period of ecstasy as the stuffing warmth was shoved into her and held there in suspension, filling up her belly in one neat round pregnant hill of shiny pink material somewhat like a gymnastic leotard for pregger ponies. Then once that moment passed, he withdrew his many feet of fishy love-tentacle and let all of his lusty juices that he had spent so much trouble pumping inside her to now gush out in one long-lasting milky waterfall of no longer pent up marine seed, gooping up in her pretty tangled wet tail like ivory sparkles of slime.

For a moment she was spent and empty, a pathetic used animal trembling in his thick muscular arms like an orcan pocket pussy marked and filled with his unique smells and flavors. He held her like that for a long time, her ass still oozing a nice dribble out of a wide gape of her ponut as well-fucked as could be. The level of sexual satiation experienced was equal only to the exhaustion slowly creeping on her spent form even as he cuddled her like some feminized stuffed animal while his tail curled around front and held her in place on his abs somewhat like a slippery seatbelt so she could hold onto his fluke like a rollercoaster handrail.

She humped herself against his tail fluke for a bit, loving his slick naked cetacean skin against her wet spandex-covered sissy bits, though the pony was far too flaccid after the previous orgasm to get much enjoyment out of it. Not even semi-hard, all that the sissyboi could manage was a few snatches of pleasure from rubbing a soft deflated glans. "Hmm. If I put you down, will you let me take you like a little bitch mare?" He asked with a squeaky series of clicks as his excitement grew and made a snort to clear his blowhole of the previous frenetic activity.

Cupcake was certainly tired from the previous romp, but her arousal had yet to quiet down. Despite a sore rump, she was moved and entreated to go again, still remembering the intoxicating feeling of so many thick feet of cetacean wiggling its way through her naughty bowel like it belonged there. She could only give a shy nod and look back over her shoulder at that grinning voraciously hungry face, already knowing what was going through the insatiable orca's head.

When he set her down, it was a struggle to stay in the all fours position with the floor being all wet, her hands and knees slipping every which way and almost causing the pony to fall on her side. Perhaps doing it on the tiled floor wasn't the best idea, though fortunately her host had another idea. "You wanna play in the Jacuzzi, babe? I like migrating to warmer waters, anyway." He chuckled at his own silly joke, hoisting the slutmare over his broad slick shoulders and gently lowered her in the hot bubbling waters. At first she felt shock crashing through her body, the contrast of temperatures a big change for her circulation as blood vessels suddenly opened and pressure rushed to her head while protesting skin adjusted to the unexpected heat on the nerves. It wasn't quite like being boiled, but it was too much to take in for her comfort all at once.

The whale followed her in afterwards with a light splash, the fizzing bubbles on the surface obscuring the sunken treasures that awaited below. Although she couldn't see his gems and scepter, she knew they were down there and ready to rend her apart once again. "This is much better, isn't it? Good for the muscles, and good for a certain sore butt~." He teased, moaning as his big heavy body settled on the sculpted bench and let the calming waters do their work. The sissy Cupcake was still struggling with the temperature and had lowered herself in up to the upper thigh before her mysterious lover grew impatient and tripped the shy cumdump so she'd fall in the rest of the way, landing in his welcoming lap butt first. Her meep of surprise was cut short and turned into a moan as one overly large arm held the sissy close to his broad soothingly breathing chest while the other caressed her delicate tiny nipples through the smooth swimsuit.

She let out soft little gasps even as his prehensile tool stirred back to life with an urgency to fill her up once more, the pony in a perfectly helpless position to take it once again.Even now his tip was teasing at her gaping backdoor, not quite as yet daring to enter her delicate squishy tunnel before he felt the moment was right. The way she was gaped apart and leaking his previous donations made sure that lack lube wasn't going to be an issue, Cupcake feeling every bit like a leaky mare in heat even as her sore rump continued to dribble a steady stream of orcamilk down the backs of her thighs into the awaiting waters.

As the sissy mareboi reached down to play with herself, she found the act very difficult with the snug legholes of the onepiece preventing her from doing so, barely able to fit a finger or two through the straining elastic, much less sneak her entire clittycock out for toying. The handsome and ever charismatic whalemale was not one for giving sissies much chance to get distracted by their own naughty impulses, his curious flicking tongue of cock finally losing its patience to push and ooze its way carefully in her body like a drippy pink tentacle once more, her wet dark depths only too willing to accept the hot slippery presence once again as the orca allowed his eel to burrow into her.

Before too long, she was hilted by his slithery glory and badly needed to cum from the way it seemed to vibrate as it flexed and wiggled inside her sissy stud tunnel like a naughty sea serpent. Further attempts to bring herself off were almost immediately thwarted by the batting of rubbery slick paws and amused squeaks. "No, you silly pony dumpster. You don't get to cum before master whale does." He chuckles, teasing her tent with one of his strong hands just to give the sissy a taste, his slithering meat finally hilting with a wet thud of his thighs against her bright pink rumpcheeks hidden in their pretty swimsuit.

He rubbed a little of his viscous cum against the front of the onepiece as he fucked her, using it to lubricate her cute naughty bulge like he were strumming a guitar instead of masturbating a mareboi. The suit's material was smooth enough on its own, but now her petite mound felt more like ice as he played her bit and drove a wild pleasure humming into her loins with every pass of his knuckles. And just as she was whining for release and fucking herself back into his welcoming muscular lap as fast as she could, all of the wonderful sensations ceased. She was being teased, of course, as the squishy male had no intention of letting the sissy get up to any mischief. He had her well reined in and under control, just like a good ponyslut.

When he drew his whole length almost completely out, it was enough of an intense sensation to leave her breathless as the ridged texture and veins scraped across her delicate ponut as they vacated in one slow slippery motion, only to be driven quickly back inside. He did a good job of varying his strokes, constantly leaving Cupcake off balance as to what the sexy cetacean had planned next. Part of it left her frustrated, and the other part left her excited with begging for more of the same like a bitch with little halfhearted moans of need.

Squishy sloppy noises followed each thrust as it left the pony melting against his lap in gasping abandon, yielding depths full with his prehensile talent as she squeezed along his worming length to the best of her ability. It felt so unnatural to have someone buried that deeply up her butt, and yet the bimbo equine couldn't imagine her lustful urges within her trembling loins being satiated any other way.

If she looked back far enough, the pony could see his broad smile and waggling energetic tail fluke as it splashed along the water like a paddle, muscular arms wrapped around a thin feminized body as he rested his muzzle down on her shoulder. "Stallions thinking they're mares have more fun, don't they princess?" His lewd chuckling continued into a feral growl as his pace quickened to something animalistic as he drove his throbbing dickmeat into the plush rump as deep as it could go before filling a receptive womb with his seed once more while the girlyboi fell back tiredly into his grasp as he sat down with her in his exhausted lap.

She was so distracted by the pleasant sensations of orgasmic bliss as well as overall tiredness that overwhelmed her senses. It took a bit before she could notice him casually pointing at something. When she did finally look up with sweaty forelock to where he wanted her attention, the sissy lay still in his embrace and watched the moon and stars as they were faintly obscured by wispy smoke grey clouds even as a planted palm tree on the roof fluttered its broad segmented leaves over the skylight like many fingers with the noise of a wind chime harmonica. "That's what I get to see every day when I wake up. It's a little piece of paradise. And now, I found you, arms and lap now ponyful of paradise." He mused thoughtfully as his eyes glazed over with a surging of emotion, to which she could only chirp and blush in response as he held her and rocked the sissy on his broad muscular thighs.