Her first client for the evening had been uneventful, just a standard slurp and scurry, but this second stallion was a little different; he seemed stressed. Fuzz noticing this the moment the girthy shlong had snuggly slotted through the glory hole, as just from the way the cock was cringing in anticipation, the pony was more than a little pent up. The throbbing twitch clearly signalling to the salacious stripper that the stud it belonged to was in need of a long overdue servicing. The erogenous extremity tensing as she seized the shivering shaft between her soft hooves, prompting an exacerbated grunt from her unseen partner as she brought the trembling tip towards her well-practised mouth.

Her hot breath stirring a rise out of the reproductive rod as her muzzle approached, and for a moment she thought the tightly wound stallion would blow his load the moment her limber lips wrapped around his lustful length. She braced herself for a salty surprise, but instead the mysterious male letting out a guttural moan of utmost pleasure as the mare embraced his member with her inviting maw. The stallion swaying slightly as he purred, as if all the blood in his body had suddenly gushed into his engorged erection, leaving him light headed as his holstered his crotch cannon in the within the moist grasp of the accommodating oral opening.

Fuzz feeling the excited pulse against her silky tongue as she inched forward, allowing the equine to edge the stiff sausage into the tugging threshold of her throat. Her well repressed gag reflex not even batting an eye at the sheathing sword, allowing the professional performer to hilt the entire organ in her oesophagus without even a retch from her well tickled tonsils. Fuzz giving a teasing gulp, allowing the palpitating lumen to lather the probing phallus in a slick slathering of saliva, before with a nubile nudge Fuzz began to polish the needy wood.

The mare’s body bobbing as she worked, causing the light din of a coital commotion to fill the cramped confines of the cubicle. The stall growing steamy, as the stallion leaned forward, in a subconscious attempt to reciprocate the amorous attention Fuzz was giving him. The thrusts just pressing his pelvis against the wall separating them, as the conditions of their deviant docking prevented the stallion from grinding his groin against the sucking snout pleasuring him.

Fuzz’s smutty motions lapping at his libido, as each stoking slurp of the bobbing blowjob gradually brought his desires to a boil. The mare manipulating his masculine needs ever closer to the verge of euphoria with her velvety innards, with a flurry of flustering flourishes. Each movement meticulous, as the mare worked the joystick eager for her looming meal of man mustard. The emotional eruption coming to a sudden head before long, and it only took a few lecherous licks to send a salty spurt spraying forth as the unseen stallion blew his load like a hair pin trigger.

The fornication fluids flowing in an orgasmic outburst and a panting growl, as with a surging sneeze the stallion painted Fuzz’s mouth white with a with a passionate patina of musky mucus. The mare eagerly swallowing the stream of seed with a steady series of audible gulps, as she bolted down the fresh batch of baby batter. The liquid protein passing over her palate as she suckled the pulsing phallus like a straw, but after a few wolfing glugs the mare realized something was off with this load of liquid love.

The taste was familiar…. Though it had a little more spice than standard spunk. It wasn’t the pangs of processed pony though, the tang too mild for that. The mare mulling the flavour, anthro perhaps; No… human, Fuzz recognizing the brand of perfume adding a fruity flavour to cum glazing her gob. It was a human brand, Rimmel, Gucci something like that as she was never quite sure with the primates’ preferred fragrances, she just knew she had tasted this extra zing before during one of her many exotic eating’s.

This pale puree well marinated, as it was clear that the predator had absorbed a good chunk of the slushed sluts bubbling biomass. Which would have explained why Fuzz had not been hit by a fertile flood of gelatinous goo, as the majority of the massive meal had already condensed into a sizable albeit not suspiciously shaped scrotum. The whole situation stinking of a discrete disposal of evidence, as what better way to make someone disappear then to pump them down a hooker’s throat as a liquid lunch. The melted mess turned man milk just the filling feast for some floozie, who would be none the wiser as their digestive system did the rest of the work in removing proof of any wanton wrongdoing.

It was a clever plan, not like the petite pony draining the tank cared about the identity of the liquidated lady she was siphoning as a snack. The grid was a thing, and if she wasn’t registered for reformation, well that was a her problem, instead Fuzz was more curious how more of the soon to be flushed female was left in her one-time lover’s loins. The mare smiling as she cupped the drool drenched cock playfully, there was only one way to find out….


................................

Fuzz is no stranger to glory holes, though this one offered a little surprise once she started sucking...

This story was written for Gizmo (Q123) as a patreon reward for a piece of art he commissioned in the past.

If you would like to support me and vote in upcoming polls check out my patreon at: https://www.patreon.com/doomfister

Also if you're feeling brave, check out Crazy Water's Discord, if you dare, it's where I tend to lurk ;) :

https://discord.gg/cVeAghu

Please login to post a comment.