Eighth
Sun, May 24 '20, 02:31
Pat shows Pinkie how to get funky by Anonymous
>"Oh, Pat! Would you like to come inside?"
>Octavia opens the door for you and steps to the side, gesturing toward the living room.
"Why, thank you sweetflanks. I believe I will come inside... If you know what I mean." You wink in the general direction of the readers.
>As you walk in the door, you take a survey of the room and make not of all the valuable items scattered about. Even though you are in Equestria and don't have to hustle and flow to be a baller anymore, you can't shake the instinct to steal everything you can, while you can. Some genetic traits simply can't be beaten out of you.
>"Oooh, Pat... You're so naughty." She closes the door behind you and locks it, dimming the lights before making her way to the living room. You can't help but notice the sway of her flanks as she trots over to her coffee table. The way her tail swings just a little higher with each step is enough to seriously distract you from anything else in the room.
>You like what you see.
"Hey gurl, why don't we go ave us a seat on dat couch ova dere. I know a way we can keep each otha entatained. It involves you, me, and my Georgia black snake..."
>She blushes slightly and leads you to her favorite couch. Your heightened tribal senses allow you to smell the dank musk of her last partner all over the finely-upholstered furniture.
"Daaamn gurl, it smell like you been gettin' busy up in here."
>With not so subtle grace you trace your fingers along her jawline and tuck a strand of loose hair behind her ear.
"Smells good..."

>You cup your hand behind her head and pull her in for a kiss... Forcibly. She resists only for a moment before you thrust your tongue inter her nose, feeling just how deep you can push into her velvety nasal walls. She melts like putty in your hands, her moans of guilty pleasure vibrating your tongue as it explores the inside of her nose.
>The grey mare pulls away as you release your grip on her head, all of the saliva you deposited during your exploration dripping out of her nostril and down her chin. She looks into your eyes and smiles before lowering her muzzle to your crotch, nibbling at the massive bulge threatening to rip yet another pair of your FUBU jean shorts. Your last pair. Something has to be done.
"What you doin gurl? You gonna wreck my threads, ho."
>You snatch the back of her head and lift it up, her eyes wide in shock as you force her to look at you. "Damn gurl, lemme get my mufuckin pants off first, shyeeeit."
>Your pants are still stretching at the seam, and you decide the only way to keep them from being torn asunder by your man thunder is to take them off, so you do. Your glorious manhood is fully exposed, ready to shame any stallion that may happen to see. You grab her hair again and force her muzzle against your member.
"Dere you go, bitch. You can get you summa dat."
>She immediately obeys and begins attempting to swallow your cock, snorting and gagging as she struggles to force your length down her throat. She's so cute with your dick in her mouth.
>As watch her every move, you can't help but hum the song of your people, unable to forget the memories of your ancestors begging for the chariot to swing low. Just like this ho is begging for that dick in her ass.
>You let her gag for a few more minutes before snagging her hair again and pulling her off...
"Now we gun try sumthin' else..."
>Using your grip on her hair, you lift her up and spin her around, so she is facing away from you.
"Lez see how you handle dis, bitch."

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