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Thudding bass and pulsing lights lined the street of the downtown district, urging the young and the wish-they-were-young to come inside and consume drink and dance. An impeccably-dressed pony walked slowly down the street, looking at each club front as they came up, various bouncers looking down at the small horse. The little equine paid them no mind, his posture and mood far above his 5'2" stature. His hooves clopped energetically across concrete as he settled on a small bar tucked between two thumping clubs, the front end old-fashioned wood and glass. The front window gave a look inside to a crowded hall, full of bodies of every shape and species. This is the place, he thought confidently, running a hand subconsciously over the top of his mane. With a sharp tug of his lilac vest, he pushed inside the noisy bar and slid up to the counter.

Luckily, it was an establishment that made allowances for people of all sizes, so it sloped artistically in places to allow furs of small stature to saddle up to it as well. Taking a spot just as it opened, the pony pressed his belly to the bar and caught the bartender's attention. With a cool smirk, he called out "Virgin mojito!" The bartender, a tall buck, quirked an eyebrow but nodded in response, quickly making the minty refreshment. The buck slid it across the counter and the pony offered his credit card in response, opening a tab as he turned to look over the crowded, loud space. In a corner booth, a trio of hyenas were drinking brightly colored drinks and hugging enthusiastically. In front of a small DJ booth, a crowd of people were bouncing and dancing to the house music that was pouring out of the speakers.

The pony eyed the crowd, sizing up the various people there, but not finding much of interest. He idly sipped his drink, bobbing his head in time with the thumping bass and smiling at a few friendly faces turned his way. Finishing his drink and deciding now was his moment, the small horse stood up and began roving the crowd like a shark, using his small size to allow him to glide through the milling bodies. He sized up everyone he came across, deciding who was worth pursuing and who was merely another body to go around. Then, the crowd parted slightly and he found himself staring across the floor at a tall, blonde mare in a wine-colored dress, smiling radiantly and dancing by herself.

The pony ran a hand over his mohawk-like mane, checking to make sure he was his most presentable and strode confidently up to the bigger horse. He ran through every line he could think of, searching quietly for one he thought would be a sure-fire success. With confidence and ease, he matched the beat of her dancing, sliding up beside her and announcing his pickup line with enough volume to be heard over the crowd.

"Hey there, baby, want to take me to Toys 'R Us?" The short stallion said smoothly, a confident grin glued to his face as he looked up at her. The mare cocked an ear at the voice of a newcomer and, to her credit, only looked mildly surprised at the size of the latest male to try and win her over. Her eyes quickly ran the length of his form and a warm smile spread across her face like the first hints of light at a sunrise. The pony felt his heart quicken at that expression and was sure he had done it.

She leaned forward, her ample cleavage on full display as she tilted. The stallion's face heated immediately and he felt a tightness begin to form in his pants as she moved closer so she didn't have to shout. "Aww, you think you're in charge, baby boy? That's cute. Why don't you let mama take care of you?" The small horse's blush deepened, the mare's words sending an unexpected tingle down his spine as she gently took his hand and led him away from the dance floor and towards an empty booth.

With as much quiet as one could get in a crowded bar, the two exchanged names and smiles, the pony ramping up his flirting with renewed energy thanks to the mare's clear interest. He regaled her with tales of his days spent as a farmhand and his skill of caring for the farm's animals. She, in turn, talked about her work as the head accountant for the local chocolate company, one of the pony's favorites. This earned immediate excitement from the stallion, as the only thing he loved more than attractive mares was sweets, mostly because they never turn him down. The mare, for her part, was delighted to meet someone who showed such passionate interest in her work. She didn't even detect the usual filter of bullshit interest other guys showed her. After a pleasant half hour of conversation, the mare had made up her mind.

Standing, the mare leaned forward to speak directly into the pony's ear, her lips teasing over the short coat. "Why don't you and I head out of here, little boy? Mama wants to treat you right." Her voice practically purred and earned an immediate response from her small partner. He stiffened slightly, both his spine and his trousers, and smiled so wide it hurt. "I'd like that!" He said, trying not to look overeager. Following her out of the crowded bar, the tall mare quickly hailed a cab and the pair boarded for her home. The evening had turned out so well, the pony was feeling confident enough to get a bit handsy with his curvy new friend. He pressed gently up against her side and wrapped an arm around her waist, his fingers pressing gently into her side to get her attention.

The mare smiled down at him, eyes twinkling in the semidarkness of the cab. "You're quite the handsome little thing, aren't you?" She said, leaning forward and pulling him into a warm kiss. Sensing her eagerness, the pony leaned in, one hand moving to her ample chest to tease and squeeze her hardening nipples. The mare moaned softly into the kiss and the noise earned more tightness from the pony's pants. As his other hand swiftly moved between her legs, he gave silent thanks to whatever tailor had the foresight to reinforce his pants against equine endowments. His fingers found warm, moist fabric as he ran them over the subtle shapes of her lips through her silk panties. Rubbing back and forth earned him hard huffs from the mare, her legs subtly spreading as she gave way to his questing hands.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the cab driver attempt to subtly adjust the rear-view mirror to get a better look at the passionate pair and the stallion merely smirked confidently at him. "Let the canine watch," he thought to himself. The pony was too busy priming the lusty horse in his arms for the fun to come. The two continued to make out while the pony used deft fingers to tease his partner for what felt like hours. They pulled to stop in front of a quite apartment building only a few minutes later, however. Throwing the door open, the mare practically dragged the pony up the steps of the building and into the elevator. During the short ride up, the handsome stallion renewed his handsy treatment of the mare, her body warm and receptive to his touch. A short half drag, half walk down the hallway later and they were at her door. She turned to work her keys in the lock and the pony took the opportunity to grope her plush rump, earning a shiver and a groan.

The door opened, the lights clicked on, and the two spilled into the entryway. The big mare used one hoof to swing the door shut with a thud, then angled their fun towards the living room, shuffling for the couch. Just as the pony made to reach for the clasp on her dress, the balance of power changed suddenly. Where she was submissive and letting him practically climb all over her in the cab, she suddenly put a firm hand on his chest and pushed him onto the couch. With a warm, hungry smile on her face, she pinned him to the couch, gently, with one hoof.

"Aww, did mama's little boy forget? I said that I was gonna take care of you tonight, not the other way around. Now, you just sit there and behave and mama will reward you," she purred, her hands working beneath that short dress a moment before the wet fabric of her panties began to slide down. Stunned into inaction, the pony sat there as the big mare slid them down and off before approaching him again. "Hands out, baby," she cooed.

The stallion held his hands up, expecting to receive the wet fabric as some sort of teasing gift and was caught off guard when, instead, the mare quickly wound her panties around his wrists and pushed them over his head. The feeling of her damp excitement on his coat strained his pants again, causing the pony to be worried that maybe he was getting too worked up as well. Unaware of his silent struggle, his partner slid overtop of him, her soft lips once again teasing his ear, "Now, baby boy. Mama's gonna put on a show for you, then you'll get your reward." To accentuate her point, she playfully ran a hand down his thigh, her soft fingers playing over the swell of his now-urgent erection. He shivered in delight and felt that rising swell of sensations that came just before climax. He bit his lip and attempted to forestall an embarrassing mess, but was defeated when the mare slid her fingers over his bulging, blunt head and gave it a soft squeeze.

With a grunt and whine, the pony came. He came with enough force that the dark stain quickly spread over the entirety of his right pants leg. He internally screamed at himself, embarrassed that he had just had a bout of premature ejaculation, and looked up at the mare with sheepish eyes. Her face was unreadable for the space of a heartbeat before that hungry smile spread over her face again. She rubbed gently over his blunt tip right at the point where his cum stained his pants the worst and cooed, "Oopsie-daisy, did my baby boy get so excited he couldn't keep it in anymore?" Her fingers moved from the stain on his pants to the buckle of his belt, deftly working to undo them. Moments later, his pants were sliding down his legs, his erection springing free and already hardening again.

"Look at the mess you made! Mama's gonna have to clean up her little boy's mess," she chided, kneeling between his legs with a lusty giggle. She brought her head into his lap, running a tongue playfully up his thigh and along the trail of spent seed before planting a soft kiss on his blunt head. The mare peppered his twitching shaft with soft kisses, helping the thick pillar return to full hardness. Once she was satisfied he was appropriately hard again, she stood back up again and licked her lips. "Such a tasty boy! I think you've earned that reward, my sweet," she said, hands moving to undo the zipper of her dress. With a soft swish of fabric, the garment fell to the floor, leaving the busty mare nude before the pony. The blonde fur he had seen through the racy cuts of the dress were accented with spots of rich brown to create an appearance that reminded him almost of chocolate chips in a fresh-baked cookie.

His mouth watered, both at the thought of sweets and at the delicious female rapidly closing the distance on him again. The mare slid onto his lap, her soft body running amazingly over the sensitive flesh of his cock. With a giggle, she used a hand to slide the pulsing dick between her legs and allowed it to press against the lips of her pussy. She ran her hands over his chest, undoing buttons and teasing his own soft chest as she purred into his ear, "Oh, my! Mama's baby boy isn't so little after all, hmm?" The feeling of her large breasts pressed against his chest caused the pony to flush and pant, his arousal sliding across the petals of her entrance, her moist excitement easing the movement. The mare shifted her hips slightly, the stallion's blunt head grazing her folds as she loomed over him with a look of pure desire.

"You've been such a good boy, my little pony," she cooed, swirling her hips slightly. "I think it's about time mama rewarded you." She moved one of her hands to grab his restrained wrists as the other slid down over his thick equine tool. With a soft grunt, she angled the head to press flat against her tunnel and slowly dropped her hips. Both hissed in delight as the mare took in the one part of her pony partner that wasn't small by any stretch of the imagination. Eight inches slid slowly inside of her and she increased in pitch and volume with each one. To the pony's credit, even while playfully restrained, he was far from passive. He stirred his hips side to side and bucked up slightly, changing the tempo and pace of his partner's descent in ways that gave her moans a musical quality.

As she came to a rest on his lap, the mare leaned forward and enveloped the pony's head in her soft chest. The little horse blushed as he felt the swell of her chest press against both of his cheeks and he groaned as the tip of his cock hit her deepest point. The big mare shuddered in delight as she finished stretching to fit his girth and dipped her head to kiss him hungrily. With a soft moan passed between them, she began to use her strong legs to bounce herself in his lap. His cock sawed in and out of her with ease, their mutual excitement loud enough to echo through the room. The pony, unable to use his hands and unable to resist the urge to give this lovely mare the ride of her life, angled his hips and began to buck up to slap into the soft swell of her ass, earning a gasp of surprise as a reward. That noise of delight narrowed the focus of his world down to the sensations of his cock and the feeling of her body pressed against his as his mind fogged and moved in a lust-drunk state.

The mare continued to pound herself down onto her partner's thick dick, her tunnel rippling around the thick breeding tool deep inside it. The two worked in unison, the couch creaking in protest as the two bucked and bounced on top of it, the pony grunting into the swell of the moaning mare's chest. Minutes later, the pony felt the surge of his climax rearing its head again and he panted out, "Mama, I'm close!"

The big mare reached down and gently ran her fingers under his chin, tilting his head up to look at her, "Go ahead, baby. Cum in mama. That's your reward." She kissed him again, her tongue fighting with his as she worked with new speed now that she knew he was close. The pony gasped and his hips twitched beneath her as his thrusts shortened and his cock flared inside her. A handful of jerky thrusts later, and the pony's hefty nuts heaved mightily against the mare's ass. He whined in delight and buried his head in her chest again, his hips jerking with each heavy pulse of cum into his partner. The mare gasped as she felt his thick cum wash over her deepest reaches, her own climax triggered by the sudden bloom of warmth deep inside her. The two twitched and moaned in unison as both came down from their orgasmic high, small rivulets of cum leaking out of the mare and over the pony's balls. She leaned back, gasping and looked down at the pony.

The tired stallion looked up at her, his face flush and tired as all his energy had just left through his cock tip. With a slight shudder and wobble, the mare rose up off his lap. As his blunt head popped free, a renewed stream of hot horse cum dribbled out of her and onto the couch, adding to the spreading stain. She steadied herself and bent down to his level again. "Come on, baby boy. Let's go to bed, we can have more fun in the morning," she said softly. With a tired nod, the pony made to get up off the couch to follow her, but he only made it halfway through the motion before the larger woman scooped him off his feet and cradled him in her arms. She peppered his snout in soft kisses as she walked into her bedroom. The small stallion was already losing his battle with sleep as she slid both of them into the bed and pulled him to her chest, nestling him between her soft breasts with an easy sigh. The pony snuggled up against the larger horse and rapidly drifted asleep, soon followed by his well-satisfied partner.