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"Thank you for showing up on such short notice, darling," Rarity said as she turned herself around in front of you. "My heat has made it impossible to focus today. Hold your member steady, won't you?"

As Rarity unceremoniously lifted her tail to the side to expose her aroused marehood, you reached down and held your firm erection by the base.

"Anytime, Rarity," you said, watching her white pony pussy spread around your tip as she sat back in your lap.

She moaned her satisfaction and you exhaled shakily, your shaft throbbing inside her warm vagina as she took you deeper. The fact that she skipped all of her usual teasing and seduction spoke to her strong need. When enough of your cock had slipped in to no longer need your hand steadying your shaft, you moved your palms to her shapely rump, rubbing her flawless hindquarters. Unable to resist, you pressed your hips up and began gently rutting the needy mare.

"Ah-ah-ah," Rarity chided with a smile, sitting back fully in your lap so that her butt pressed firmly against your thighs, halting your thrusts with your pair against her squishy labia. "This is grand favor you are bestowing upon me; I'll not have you exerting yourself."

"I like humping you, Rarity," you replied with a smirk, patting her flanks.

"Even so," she said, clearly pleased by the admission. "I fully intend to do the majority of the work. You'll not be able to change my mind on it, so just relax and enjoy it, dear~"

With that, she leaned forward and sat back, repeating the motions and working up to a slow, intentional pace. Her sensitive heat-afflicted pussy clenched frequently around your bare shaft, and her refined feminine moans of bliss only added to the enjoyment of getting ridden by such a gorgeous mare. Your hands remained resting on her rump, holding it loosely as she rocked back and forth in your naked lap. As the two of you had sex, your gaze fixated on her perfect marehood, watching it slip up and down your human cock.

Rarity sighed a prominent moan. "You're perfect for this, darling~ I am so fortunate to have a male friend of another species to help me with this sort of thing. You truly are a blessing~"

Your own heart mirrored the same sentiments, thrilled to be mating with such a sexy and desirable pony. Though you had lived in Equestria for almost a year now, the surreal nature of having sex with your pony friends—and often so casually—never seemed to fade. You resisted the urge to press your hips up in rhythm with her riding, allowing the needy seamstress to take her time.

"I'm nothing special, really," you deflected with a bashful smile.

Rarity sat back in your lap, her perfect cheeks once again against your thighs. She looked at you and your eyes met hers. "Don't denigrate your value, darling. You're special to me, and that's that."

"Plenty of other men would do anything to be in my spot," you persisted.

"You are the one human here. Until I see the hundreds of dashing men eager to pleasure me in such a considerate and gentle way, then I have ample reason to believe that you are wonderfully unique, and I will cherish you as such whether you agree or not."

You chuckled, giving her rump an affectionate squeeze. "Thanks, Rarity. You're such an amazing mare~"

"You deserve my best, and so I try to give it," she said, and began riding you once more.

As her hips rose and fell with the most alluring grace, you relaxed and melted into the pleasure. Your hands remained lazily on her round flanks, feeling privileged to simply touch her there, let alone have sex with the breathtaking unicorn. The steady massage of her wet, slick inner walls had your cock constantly throbbing, certain that your precum was already mixed with her feminine arousal. Rarity's intermittent sounds of pleasure were as elegant as she was, perfectly enunciated and controlled, but no less genuine.

"This is just what I needed, darling~" Rarity crooned through her satisfaction.

You chuckled, rubbing her flanks. "I hope you're close. I'm about to cum."

"I'm right at the edge, dear~ Just a few moments longer~"

The thought of Rarity cumming from using your cock did not help your own stamina. Mustering all of your willpower, you tried to delay your climax. With a tight pony pussy constantly slipping up and down your full length, though, it was a monumental task. You held your breath as you felt your shaft throb hard, tensing up your body in hopes to halt your orgasm even as it already began. To your profound relief, Rarity sat back fully in your lap, her squishy butt pressed firmly against you as she took you to the hilt one final time. Her inner walls clenched repeatedly around your cock in time with her eclectic moans, and you relaxed yourself completely, cumming freely inside the mare. Your heavy breathing mingled with Rarity's giddy bliss, the ecstasy stretching out for many long seconds. When you felt your shaft settling down inside her pussy, she was still cumming. Her long, passionate orgasm renewed your smile, and you teased her hind cheeks lightly with the tips of your fingers. It earned a shaky giggle from her, her inner walls clenching prominently in response as she enjoyed the added stimulation.

When Rarity's pussy finally began to settle down with her breathing following, she opened her eyes and looked back at you.

"That was perfect, darling~" she said with joy overflowing in her voice. A little squeak of excitement escaped the happy mare, and she leaned forward, turned around, and got her hooves up onto your shoulders. "You simply must know how much this helps me."

With that, she leaned forward, planted a brief but firm kiss on your lips, and then moved her head beside yours as she leaned into your embrace. The sheer unfiltered elation from your friend earned a laugh from you, cheeks still tingling with blush from the kiss.

"I'm always happy to help you, Rarity," you said through your smile as you rubbed up and down her back. "I enjoy it just as much as you."

"Hardly likely," Rarity said with a smirk in her voice. "If you only knew how frustrating heat was, and how intensely satisfying it is to quell it, you'd fully understand why this means so much to me."

"Fair point," you said, giving her a squeeze. "Either way, I'm always glad to be your mate. Even outside of your heat. You're a very sexy mare~"

That earned a giggle from Rarity. "You charmer, you~ I'll not be forgetting that anytime soon."

"I'm glad you won't~"

Hey hey! No story for this week, sorry! I've got a bunch of stories in progress, but none with finished images, and I don't ever want to force myself to complete these projects, y'know?

I have completed a big project, though, and I'm very happy with how it turned out! Can look forward to that. Here's a hint: it's part of my Soothe Bell Studios canon. I'm very excited to write the stories to go along with those images.

Until then, here's a sexy doe showing off her lovely rump~ Gotta love deer pussy! She's very giddy that humans are attracted to her; loves to get them all flustered and then tease them about it.

Would you subject yourself to her playful verbal poking for a chance that she'll let you do more than just look?~

"Vintage," Photo Finish insisted. "It is all zhe rage right now."

"I was really hoping for something more… cool," Rainbow Dash said.

Photo Finish waved a dismissive hoof. "Don't be ridiculous. Vintage is cool. I vill show you. Album!"

One of the photography mare's assistants rummaged through the bag across his back, promptly delivering a photo album to her upheld hoof.

"Come come," Photo Finish beckoned Dash forward.

With the passion, pretention, and pointedness that was so well known about Photo Finish, she showed Rainbow Dash the plethora of vintage-style photos she had taken lately. Classy mares in lingerie, studly stallions with three-piece outfits, and a dated-yet-timeless style to them all. Dash admired the subjects of the photographs and endured Photo Finish's explanations, but she was yet to be fully convinced.

"I don't know," Rainbow Dash said. "I don't think I'm really the vintage kind of mare."

"Zhat is because you do not have zhe vision," Photo Finish said bluntly. "I have zhe vision. You vill not vear lingerie. You vill be just as you are. No smoulder. Smile. Postcard. Scenic. I know just zhe place. Come, ve go!"

Photo Finish was not one to waste time, and though Rainbow Dash was uncertain that this was the best theme for herself, she knew that when it came to photography, Photo Finish could be trusted. All of the pictures the mare had taken for the Fancy Foundation had turned out perfectly, after all. She followed the entourage for quite some time, and when they finally arrived at the location Photo Finish had intended, Dash slowly began to see "zhe vision."

After seeing the finished product, Rainbow Dash had to admit that perhaps vintage was cool after all.

Fyrada is a perky gryphon with a passion for pornography. Whether it's simple pinups, masturbation videos, or full on sex scenes, she's always giddy to be on camera showing off. She's the sweetest girl both on set and off, and if you met her on the street you'd likely never be able to guess that she was a porn star. Of course, if you did guess, she'd happily confirm it, unashamed of her unorthodox career. She might even give you a nice view if you ask~

She's always thinking about her viewers and fans while on set, fantasizing about males getting erections and stroking off to her, or sometimes even her less common female fans getting wet and massaging their pussies to her. The mere thought of bringing them pleasure is enough to make her smile every time.

"I wish I could watch them," Fyrada said to the interviewer with a giggle. "Not like, in a creepy way, but I just love knowing that they're masturbating to me specifically. The fact that they think I'm sexy and love the sight of my butt or pussy brings me so much fulfillment. It probably seems pretty strange to others, but I really do love my job and find it meaningful. I get on set every other day to show people what they want to see and bring them tangible bliss, and I hope my happiness is contagious, too. The thought of someone smiling while rubbing themselves to me brings me so much joy!"

Later, during this photoshoot, the interviewer came back to get Fyrada's thoughts on her outfit.

"I love panties so much," the friendly gryphon said. "I envy anthros that get to wear them all the time. They're so comfy! But if I were to wear them out in public, it'd seem indecent. Isn't that ironic? The fact that being fully nude is culturally acceptable for ferals, but wearing a tiny garment to specifically cover up our lewd bits is seen as sexual? I kinda get it, 'cause wearing panties draws attention to the hindquarters, but still, it's a little weird, right?"

"A little odd, yeah," the interviewer agreed. "Your current pair are transparent, too, so they'd be extra lewd."

"I know! I love this pair. All the comfort and fun of wearing panties without having to actually hide my pussy from my fans. Win-win!"

Fyrada is an excellent example of a girl in her element when it comes to pornography. She has an innate sense for what would be sexy, and the directors have learned to let her do things her way. Whereas the brand had been somewhat unremarkable and generic before, Fyrada's suggestions and insistence has helped it grow into a more unique and memorable company. While hardcore pornography continues to dominate the market, Fyrada has shown that there is a not-so-insignificant and underserved demographic of viewers that would rather watch gentle, joyful, and considerate pornography, and that said viewers are enthusiastic and loyal to companies that create such content.

Bianca rubbed sunscreen over her body, methodically covering herself in the lotion from head to toe. It was a sunny day on the private beach, perfect for getting a nice tan. As she applied the sunscreen to her naked breasts, she watched her espeon as he watched her, a smirk on her lips as she saw his tip peeking out of his sheath.

"Enjoying the view?" Bianca teased.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Kaslon replied with a smile as he stretched theatrically while on his back. His shaft throbbed and erected some more, steadily growing as he once again stared at his naked trainer. "Pokemon aren't supposed to be attracted to humans."

"As if that ever stopped you, you pink little perv~"

Kaslon laughed, not denying the playful accusation. He continued watching as he lounged on his back, savoring each second he got to see Bianca's pussy in plain sight. When she applied sunscreen to it, his shaft throbbed even harder, his knot soon out of his sheath while the rest of his cock rested against his underbelly. She gave him a brief show, sensually massaging her plump female sex with the lotion and even giving him a moan. The sound correlated directly with a twitch of his fully-erect shaft.

"You're such a horny little espeon," Bianca commented affectionately as she rubbed sunscreen down her legs. Her eyes rested on the sight of her pokemon's prominent erection. Though she wasn't fully into pokemon in that way herself, she appreciated that her espeon had an impressive malehood. "You gonna sunbathe with your cock out the whole time?"

"Not if you help me settle it down," Kaslon flirted. "You're already naked, and it wouldn't take long~"

Bianca giggled, putting the bottle of sunscreen back into her bag and then stepping close to her pokemon. His heart skipped a beat as he thought she might actually go for it. He knew she wasn't very strongly attracted to pokemon, but she had let him have sex with her before on rare occasions.

"Mmm, I don't want espeon cum drooling down my thighs while I'm sunbathing," she said with a suggestive look that didn't quite dash all of Bianca's hopes. "I bet you could suck yourself off with a cock so big, though~"

"Would that turn you on?~" Kaslon asked, matching her seduction and curling forward to give a drawn out lick to his tip, tasting his sweet precum.

"Tell you what," Bianca said, avoiding answering the question. "If you suck yourself off and cum in your mouth, I'll have sex with you tonight."

Kaslon's heart leapt. "Deal!" he eagerly agreed, and without hesitation he took his tip into his mouth.

Her espeon's giddy eagerness made Bianca laugh, amused by how much she turned him on. As he bobbed up and down his own member, she felt her own sex tingle with excitement. Sure, she wasn't that into pokemon, but the act of autofellatio was a weakness for her, especially knowing that Kaslon was entirely straight. Seeing him sucking on a cock—even if it was his own—made Bianca shudder with an arousal she wasn't entirely familiar with.

She stepped over to retrieve her own towel, moving it so she could watch Kaslon pleasure himself with his mouth. As she knelt, she initially prevented herself from impulsively reaching down to her pussy to give it the attention it desired. After a few more seconds of watching the show, though, she realized that Kaslon would love it, and find it to be a huge compliment. And so she let herself touch her pussy, rubbing her lips in slow, light circles.

Kaslon throbbed in his mouth. He had been savoring the sight of Bianca's nudity, and now with her openly masturbating to him, all of his stamina vanished. A stifled moan escaped him as he had his cock in his mouth, and a moment later he felt his pleasure rise. Halting his bobbing, he closed his eyes and awaited the first spurt of cum into his own mouth. After the first few ejaculations, he laid back and let his shaft out of his mouth, feeling his own cum drool from his lips. It was the least of the mess, as soon he was cumming into the open air, his white seed landing on his fluffy underbelly. As he reached up to cover his mouth, he couldn't help but giggle as he heard Bianca moaning steadily while pleasuring herself to the show.

When his climax began to taper off with his cock lazily drooling the last of his cum, he opened his eyes and looked up at Bianca as she knelt there fervently rubbing her pussy.

"You're really into this~" Kaslon observed with a surprised note in his voice.

Bianca blushed at the reality being voiced, slowing her masturbation as her self-consciousness crept back. "Just… got caught up in the moment, that's all."

"Yeah right," Kaslon dismissed. "It's okay to be attracted to me, y'know~"

"Oh whatever," Bianca deflected, though an involuntary smile snuck onto her lips. "You're such a hornball."

"You're the one still masturbating to me," he countered with a raised brow.

Bianca stopped, her blush growing more intense. Her eyes had indeed been staring at her espeon's balls, his spent cock, and the way he was covered in cum. "Maybe I'm a bit pent up," she tried.

"I can help with that~"

Bianca giggled, standing and picking up her towel to move it to a better spot for sunbathing. "Save it for tonight," she said with a wink. "You gonna lick yourself clean?"

"Nah, I'll go rinse off in the shower," Kaslon said, sitting up. "Unless you want to lick me clean yourself~"

"Enjoy your shower," she said, not giving herself a second to consider the thought, for deep down she knew she would enjoy it. "I'll be over here."

As she laid out her towel and stretched out across it, she took the time to sort through her thoughts. She had never wanted to consider herself attracted to pokemon, and actively denied it whenever she could. Kaslon, though… he was a weakness for her. Not only was he her best friend, but he was charming, seductive, and he had a cock that made her restless with desire despite his fur, sheath, knot, and entire lack of resemblance to a human. She sighed inwardly, quietly admitting to herself that maybe she was attracted to Kaslon specifically. She denied the thought that she would be attracted to other espeons, or any other pokemon for that matter. Maybe it was okay with be attracted to just a single pokemon. Maybe—just maybe—she could be a little more open about it with him when they had sex tonight.

The thought of the promise to be fulfilled later made her pussy tingle, restlessly unsatisfied from the sudden halt to her excited masturbation. As much as she wanted to pleasure herself to fantasies of Kaslon, the thought of having a tan line of her touching herself was sufficient discouragement. She put the thoughts from her mind, assured that she would have plenty of time to embrace them that night in bed.

And she was very much looking forward to it~

Apologies for the break I took last week! I was out-of-state for the Fourth of July, and when I got back I felt that I could use a week off. And now onto this new project!

A little while before the big 250th anniversary of the Declaration of Independence, I realized something: "I, as a 26 year-old American, am not very familiar with the constitutional amendments. I couldn't tell you what the 8th, 9th, or 10th is, and I suspect that many other of my fellow Americans would be unable to as well."

And so, I have decided to make it possible for adults to happen upon them in a fun way! I'll be doing a series of 10 of these pinups—one for each of the amendments included in the Bill of Rights—and providing a brief commentary regarding each of them. The Library of Congress has an excellent part of their website with collections of short essays about each amendment, so if you wish to do your own studying, here is the link: https://constitution.congress.gov/browse/

Starting off with the first amendment, which you can read in the image above. It's got a fair bit going on, and is made of several "clauses." The first clause is probably the most fascinating part of the entire Bill of Rights, because we're not really taught the historical context of why freedom of religion was absolutely revolutionary at the time.

Y'see, before America, government and religion were basically one in the same in pretty much every nation ever. The ruling class would exercise power over the dominant faith, or vice-versa, and the two strengthened each other's position in society. The government got to say that "God gave them the right to rule," and the churches got government protection and favor. You see this very clearly in England at the time; to this day, the monarch of England is the head of the Anglican Church. Back then, attendance at government-approved churches was mandatory. That sounds insane to us nowadays, but that's just how the world was.

Even in the colonies this practice was inherited. What people often don't realize is that our country wasn't necessarily founded on freedom of religion, speech, or any of those rights that we often think of when we think of America. The Bill of Rights wasn't ratified until 1791. All of those freedoms didn't exist prior to the Bill of Rights, and even afterward those rights were violated from time to time. Although they're fundamental to our country now, it didn't start out that way, and freedom of religion was a huge issue. In some states, citizenship was dependent on adherence to Protestantism, and as strange as it seems to us today, it was actually the Catholics that were persecuted and ostracized. Even in the state founded as a sanctuary for Catholicism—Maryland—they were eventually ousted and Protestantism took over.

Freedom of religion was absolutely unprecedented before it was given to us in the Bill of Rights, and it is absolutely necessary for genuine religion to actually exist. Faith cannot be compelled, nor should anyone try to do so.

Freedom of speech is pretty straightforward, but still an absolutely monumental freedom that our government recognizes. Even to this day, no other country that I know of has such radical freedom of speech, and it is a dangerous thing in society to lack such protections. Without them, no other freedoms can stand.

Freedom of the press is an interesting one. Back in the colonies, if you wanted to print something, you had to have a license from England to do so, and they had heavy oversight over what was printed. Giving freedom to the press opened the gates for all sorts of things to be printed, and not all of them were good or truthful. That was a tricky thing to get a handle on for quite some time, and still is somewhat problematic to this day. However, losing the freedom of the press would be much worse, and so we must take the good with the bad and use our discernment to guide us.

The last clause is a bit less interesting than the other two, but nonetheless vital. Being free to create groups, stage peaceful (emphasis on peaceful) protests or rallies, and organize movements without government interference is a freedom we must appreciate. As for petitioning the government for a redress of grievances, that seemingly mundane right is basically saying "If the government screws you over, you have the right to call them out on it and have them make things right." Of course, our mileage may vary with that one. We all know how governments are.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed the little tidbits I found interesting while researching! And of course, enjoy the sexy wolf that signed up to be one of the Bill of Rights pinup girls! She loves her country, as do all of the participants! These posts won't take the place of my usual posts going forward; they'll be bonus images whenever I get around to finishing them. Hope you guys enjoy this project! Adults need fun ways to learn!

"Y'know, it's real nice bein' just the two of us out here," Applejack commented, looking around their campsite.

Big Macintosh lay on his back, eyes closed as he basked in the serenity of the mountain valley. "Eeyup."

"We oughta do this more often. Make it a tradition."

"Eeyup."

The weekend camping had been Twilight's suggestion. She had recently been on a trip to Saddle Arabia with just her brother, and had had a wonderful time. The Princess of Friendship had recommended the sibling bonding to all of her friends. Fluttershy quietly declined the idea, but Pinkie Pie immediately began planning trips to go on with each of her sisters individually. As for Applejack—being a work-oriented mare—it took some convincing to warm her up to the idea. The proposal of camping won through to her, though, and when she presented the suggestion to her brother, he approved with a resounding 'eeyup.' Now in the quiet valley, she was glad she had listened to her friends.

Applejack got beside her brother and laid down next to him, gazing up at the sky on her back. "Watcha thinking 'bout?"

"Nothin'."

"Nothin'?"

"Eeyup."

"I dunno how you do that. Even out here, I'm still thinkin' about if the chores are bein' taken care of."

"They're taken care of," Big Mac reassured.

"I know, 'n I'm grateful that Twilight 'nd Pinkie agreed to help. Still, just can't seem to get it off my mind."

A silence stretched on, but not an awkward one. Though her thoughts still danced around work, she did enjoy getting to simply spend time with her big brother. Laying beside him with no pressure to get up and work on anything was an uncommon respite, foreign to the active mare.

"Ya wanna do somethin'?" Applejack asked, looking over at her brother.

He thought for a moment, then opened one eye and looked at her with a slight grin. "Eeyup."

"Watcha wanna do?"

But Macintosh's smile grew. "You~"

Applejack smirked and sat up, and as she glanced down between her brother's legs, she saw his member slowly growing from his sheath. "It's been a while since we bucked," she said, considering the offer. "Ah, what the hay~"

Applejack got to her hooves and moved atop her big brother, straddling him and lowering her hips until her plump labia came into contact with Big Mac's growing member. She idly rocked her hips, rubbing herself on her sibling's stallionhood to get warmed up. In return, he simply moved his hooves up around her in a loose embrace, not even bothering to open his eyes as he enjoyed the stress-free privacy with his sister. She laid down with her chest against his, settling into a steady rhythm.

"You been lookin' forward to this?" Applejack asked, savoring the happy smile on her brother's lips.

"Eeyup," Big Macintosh admitted through a chuckle.

The two embraced the lewd cuddles, no pressure to rush. As Applejack's pussy lips dragged along Big Mac's length, she sighed her pleasure, her clit winking against his shaft. Soon, he was erect enough to throb against them, held between their underbellies as they snuggled out in the open. Though Big Macintosh would have happily let his sister rub herself on him for hours, Applejack was getting restless with the desire to feel him inside her.

"Y'ready?" she asked, sitting up with her front hooves on her brother's chest.

"Eeyup," was his simple, contented response.

Applejack rubbed her wet marehood firmly along her brother's cock, slipping up his length until she reached his tip. She adjusted herself carefully, and within a few moments, his slightly-flared cock head eased between her vaginal lips. Both siblings hummed their satisfaction as Applejack sat back and took Big Macintosh's shaft deep into herself.

"Hooh Nelly~" Applejack moaned, her pussy clenching with pleasure. "We really oughta do this more often, too."

"Eeyup~" Big Macintosh agreed through his smile.

As Applejack hilted her brother—her squishy rump against his lap and her lips kissing his sheath—she lowered herself back down on top of him. He brought his hooves up around her once more and began humping at a relaxed pace, slipping his shaft in and out of her familiar sex. She embraced the pleasure and lowered her muzzle, nuzzling him for a moment before pressing her lips to his and sharing an intimate kiss. Big Macintosh reciprocated, happily making out with his sister as he worked his throbbing cock in and out of her slippery pussy. The kiss was prolonged for an entire minute, the two ponies basking in the unrushed bonding that they were completely free to savor.

At last, Applejack concluded the kiss by pulling her head slightly back, chuckling through a moan. "You love it when I kiss you, huh?~" she teased.

"Heh, eeyup~" was Big Mac's giddy reply.

The cozy humps her brother maintained up into her inner walls were wonderful, but Applejack grew restless. After another half minute, she sat up once more, her butt pressed firmly against Big Mac's hips which made it difficult for him to rut her. He opened his eyes and gazed up at her with dreamy admiration. It made Applejack blush and giggle.

"You're eyein' me up like I'm the last fritter at the fair~"

"You're beautiful~" Big Mac said with plain affection.

The simple compliment touched Applejack's heart. "Y'really think so?"

"Eeyup."

"Well, you ain't too bad yourself~ A strong, thoughtful, hard-working stud like you is everything a mare could want, I reckon."

With that, Applejack took over, lifting and lowering her hips to ride her brother's firm erection. She sighed a moan as her pussy clenched around his length, slowing her pace slightly to adjust to the strong pleasure. As she rested her hooves on Big Macintosh's chest, she gazed down at him as he panted as well, delighting in the mutual joy she saw in his smile and half-lidded eyes. It was a moment she wanted to stretch out for hours: complete privacy to have sex with her brother and fully embrace the bonding without worrying about anyone walking in on them. Even as she was hoping her stamina would stretch on for longer, she felt the hints of her climax as her pussy squeezed around her sibling's slick cock.

"Hoooh, I don't think I'm gonna last much longer," she crooned without stopping her riding. "You close, too?"

"Nope," Big Macintosh said, his smile growing at the thought of bringing his sister such pleasure.

"Alright, lemme just… cum for a bit, 'nd then we'll keep goin'."

Applejack's riding slowed and grew shakier, her pussy squeezing her brother's cock firmly as each second brought her closer to orgasm. Finally, she felt the familiar rush and sat back fully on his length, hilting him with his balls against her firm hind cheeks. She tucked her chin down and drew in a deep, quivering breath as her orgasm started, soon moaning out in reckless bliss as she embraced the solitude they had. As her pussy clenched again and again around Big Macintosh's shaft, he gazed up at her with affection in his eyes, his member throbbing as he watched and felt her cum. He reached his front hooves up and coaxed her down to lay atop him once more, cuddling his sister close and rubbing her back as her climax drew out.

After what felt like an entire minute to Applejack, her pleasure finally began to taper, wonderfully exhausted by the fully-embraced orgasm. She caught her breath, he spoke, and she felt the rumble of his deep voice against her chest.

"I love you, Applejack~"

She nuzzled under his chin and a little joyful giggle escaped her. "I love you too, Big Mac~"

The two lay there cuddling for several minutes, the silence of nature interrupted only by a few far off birds chirping. As Applejack rested her eyes, Big Macintosh rested his. Enveloped in her pleasant afterglow and in the warm embrace of her sibling, Applejack could hardly imagine a more comfortable position, especially with the bonus of her brother's firm, fully erect member hilted in her vagina. She felt she ought to continue on and give him an orgasm as well, but her mind kept insisting "just another minute, just another minute," until enough minutes had passed that her mind moved onto pleasant reveries, drifting off to sleep in the comfort of her brother's embrace. Unbeknownst to her, to Big Macintosh, having her so comfortable atop him that she fell asleep was a better reward than any orgasm.

Char had never expected to be a popular star when she first started working at Soothe Bell Studios. While most of her female costars had more traditional looking sexes, Char had a plump canine spade whose black contrasted with her orange fur. Though the houndoom was excited to star in such sensual photos and videos, she had always been terribly self-conscious, fearing that few would find her attractive. Such fears were unfounded, and now nearly a year into working at the studio, Char had found her confidence.

"We can get so caught up in our own heads, y'know?" Char said to Denise, our new on-set interviewer. "We sit around worrying about if people will like what we have to offer, and sometimes that stops us from even trying. I had wanted to audition for Soothe Bell for months before I finally went for it. Even then, that surge of confidence wouldn't be enough to rely on; I had to keep at it. But y'know what? Once I started, I learned that sometimes, what we fear is worthless turns out to be beloved by others. I think we can be really hard on ourselves—at least, I can. I've always wished I were a vaporeon like Oasis, or a persian like Vanilla. They're beautiful, and they have such perfect pussies. I take really good care of myself, but I could never look like them. I'm just… not…"

Char stared in a melancholy way, gazing down at her forepaws. She then gave herself a sudden shake, blinking a few times as she refocused on Denise.

"That's the old me talking," she said with an amused chuckle. "I'm happy with who I am nowadays. It's easy for old insecurities to creep back in, as if there's an empty spot still carved out just for them. As soon as I think of my fans, though, those lousy worries vanish."

Her smile brightened at the mention of her fans, visible excitement on her countenance.

"I get such amazing compliments from our fans. It's what I look forward to most, even more than the money. Money's nice, but it doesn't make my day like praise from our fans does. They've really been life-changing for me, and I mean that. Knowing that they find me attractive and love me for me is such a gift that I can't thank them enough for. The encouragement from my coworkers, too, was so helpful when I was first starting, and still is. It really is a dream come true to be working here with such support and admiration."

During the editing process for this article, Char requested to add that she wants to encourage anyone who is on the fence about trying something new that they're passionate about—whether it be a new career, sharing creative works, changing habits, or anything else—to simply go for it and don't worry about if it's perfect on the first try, or even "good enough." She also would like to request that fans send her letters or direct messages regarding their endeavors if they take action. She reads every single message she gets, and wishes to share her love and gratitude to all of her fans.

Being called into your boss' office after only a week of being hired had your mind racing. There had been no stated reason on the memo you received that morning. Might it simply be a check-in to make sure you're finding working conditions to be smooth? Hopefully. But perhaps you had done something wrong. You had changed the desktop wallpaper on your computer. Perhaps that was against company policy.

As you knocked on Mr. Parlin's office door, you heard a prompt "Come in!" from the burly anthro snake. You opened the door and stepped inside. Mr. Parlin sat behind his desk, and next to his desk sat a friendly looking feral gryphon.

"Vonnire, looking sharp!" your boss said by way of greeting. "How are you finding things so far?"

Just a check-in. Phew.

"They're great," you responded with a genuine smile helped along by your relief. "The systems here are thoughtfully organized. It's a breath of fresh air for things to be so intuitive."

"That's a more recent endeavor, so feel lucky that you weren't here three months ago," Mr. Parlin said with a chuckle. "Overhauled the whole everything. I'm glad to hear the improvements are noticable, because it was no small feat."

"It's a mark of a good company to fix things even when it's a big project," you praised.

"We've got a great team, I must admit. Speaking of our team, the reason I called you here is that I'd like to introduce you to Ms. Marthulia."

"Oh please," the gryphon said with a good-natured roll of her eyes. "I'm Heather. No one calls me by my last name." She stood up, stepped close, and offered her forepaw, which you shook. "Pleasure to meet you, Vonnire."

"Likewise," you said, letting go of her paw.

"Heather here is very important to us," Mr. Parlin explained, "so I'd like for you to get to know her. She'll take you to her office now and tell you about her role at the company."

"Alright," you said.

"Follow me," Heather instructed as she stepped past you to the door.

You turned to follow her, but remembered your manners and turned back before exiting. "Good day, Mr. Parlin."

"Have fun~" your boss responded with a knowing smirk and a wink.

Heather lead the way through the building, and as she walked in front of you, a conflict waged in your mind. The pretty gryphon held her tail slightly aloft as she walked, and not only was she wearing attractive thigh-high stockings on her hind legs, but you glimpsed an unexpected sight that made your heart skip a beat: an emerald-green plug was pressed into her tailhole. It was a rather lewd thing to be wearing in public, but then again, you could also see her bare vagina in plain sight. It stood out between her tawny cheeks, the same white as the fur on her underbelly. You fought to keep your eyes fixed above her, but every few seconds you glanced back down to watch her shapely rump sway with each step and peek at her beautiful pussy. You willed your member to not erect as best you could, but you could feel it stirring with arousal anyway.

"You can look, by the way," Heather said through a smile.

"…What do you mean?" you asked in a less than convincing attempt at obliviousness.

"At my butt," she said, lifting her tail a little higher for emphasis. "Do you like my plug?"

"You… really want me to look?" you asked, hardly able to believe what was happening.

"Yeah!" she said with friendly encouragement. "Let your eyes linger. I love being admired."

A shaky laugh escaped you, immediately starting to like Heather. You allowed your eyes to wander down and stare at the gryphon's butt as she walked, openly admiring her cheeks, her pussy, and the lewd accessory resting in her tailhole. "It's beautiful," you said in delayed response to her question about the plug. "Is that real emerald?"

"It's actually onyx," she said, keeping her tail high. "Much more affordable than emerald."

"I thought onyx was black."

"Black onyx is the most well-known, but onyx can come in all sorts of colors."

Heather reached up and turned the handle of a door whose nameplate read "Heather Marthulia." Not that you noticed, your eyes locked onto her attractive hindquarters as you stepped into the room with her. She closed the door behind you and you finally looked around for a moment, taking in her office. There was a desk on one end of the room, and on the opposite side was a comfy looking sofa, a sturdy coffee table, and an armchair.

"I'll be completely upfront with you," Heather said as she strode over to her desk. She got her forepaws up onto it and rested her chest atop it, gazing back as her rump faced you. "Officially, my job title is 'Assistant Director of Internal Affairs,' but I much prefer 'Office Slut~'"

You couldn't help but chuckle, but she didn't seem to be joking. "You like being called a slut?"

"The way I see it, there are two different ways the word can be used. One is the usual derogatory way meant as an insult. The other is a term of playful affection for a horny promiscuous gryphon who keeps the office morale high with sexual favors. I like being called a slut in that second way~"

Your heart rate increased as you began to realize what she was getting at. "Wait, so… you… let the employees here have sex with you?"

"Only if they're single, or bring their partner in for explicit in-person permission."

"I'm-…" you hesitated, your heart beating even faster. "…I'm single."

"I know you are~" she said with a grin and a shake of her rump. "Condoms are in the wooden box on the table. Go ahead and pick your size, put it on, and put it in~"

You glanced over at the box on the table. "You're serious?"

"Completely serious."

"And Mr. Parlin is okay with this?"

"He encourages it," she nodded. "He's the one that gave me the bogus job title as cover. I was hired to be the office slut, and it's my dream job."

Your member was throbbing against your clothing, desperate to accept the sexy gryphon's invitation while your mind raced to think of how it must be too good to be true. As you stood there staring at your presenting coworker's immaculate pussy, she giggled and shook her rump again.

"You're worried there's a catch, aren't you?" she asked.

"A little," you admitted. "I just-… I-… I don't know."

"Almost everyone thinks that their first time," she said with understanding in her voice. "Open the condom box and read the paper glued to the underside of the lid."

You stepped to the coffee table and opened the wooden box, kneeling down to inspect the note. This was evidently not the first time sometime was skeptical, for it read:

I give full permission to my employees to have sex with Heather while on the clock.

The note was signed by Mr. Parlin. Your smile grew, your worries significantly set to rest. You selected a condom of appropriate size for your member and stood back up.

"So… I just, put the condom on and… we have sex?"

"Yep! You can touch me if you want. We can do pretty much whatever you'd like. I'm pretty bad at giving blowjobs though." She clicked her beak and winked.

You chuckled at the comment. "Alright, so… I should… take out my cock, then?"

"Oh heavens no," Heather said seriously. "That would be entirely inappropriate at work." Her facade lasted for only a moment, your instant confusion making her laugh. "Yes, go on and take out your cock. Don't be shy~"

It was easy to like Heather, and because of that it was less nervewracking to ease down your bottoms and free your throbbing erection in front of her. She made no attempt to hide her gaze, the cheerful catbird admiring you in return.

"I can't wait to feel that inside me~" she said, her tail fidgeting in the air. "Are you sexually active?"

"Not as much as I wish I was," you replied, enjoying Heather's praise as you opened the condom and started rolling it down your shaft.

"I can fix that~" she said with smugness. "Ever had sex with a feral before?"

"Only once," you said, tossing the condom wrapper on the table and stepping up behind Heather as she lay bent over her desk. "My best friend hired a prostitute and sent her to my house as a dare. I bet you he still faps to the videos I sent him of me rutting that shewolf's pussy, but he'd never admit it."

"A canine, mmm? They have strange looking pussies. How do they feel?"

"Plump and squishy," you said, standing directly behind Heather with your restless cock pointed between her cheeks. Your confidence faltered, hesitating to make the next move. "She was really nice, and she thought the dare was funny. Ended up staying past the hour my friend paid for because she was having fun hanging out."

"She sounds sweet," Heather said with a smile. "Go on and put it in," she coaxed, bringing her tail even higher over her back. "Don't worry about making our first time perfect. We'll have a lot of times after this."

Your chest warmed with joy at the thought of having Heather as a coworker-with-benefits. You drew in a deep breath and focused on her rump, moving your hips forward and prodding her female sex with your condom-clad tip. It sent a shudder through you, your breath coming out shakily.

"There you go," she encouraged. You noted the fact that she began purring, an oddly adorable detail that made you like her even more. "Relax and let your desires free~"

You very much desired to penetrate the attractive gryphon, and with her invitation, you embraced your impulses, pressing your firm erection into her snug, warm, slippery vaginal walls. Your breathing tensed as the thrill enveloped you, helped along by the cute giggle the penetration earned from Heather.

"You feel great~" she said, leaning her own rump back against your lap to take your cock deeper. "Just relax~"

"I'm trying," you said with a nervous laugh. "It's hard with how exciting this is. Never in a thousand years would I guess this was what I was going to be doing at work today."

"It's pretty great, isn't it?"

"This is the best job ever," you agreed with enthusiasm. "Your pussy feels so good~"

You let your hands move where they wanted to go, fondling Heather's attractive hind cheeks as you tentatively humped her. She moaned through her smile, her pussy clenching in response and her wings stretching all the way to her sides. It was an unexpectedly attractive display, your shaft throbbing with even more sensitivity inside the gryphon's snug pussy.

"I love that~" Heather noted. "Being felt up is one of my favorite things. Keep touching me like that~"

You happily obliged, spreading your fingers to hold as much of her large cheeks as possible. She giggled through a moan as you squeezed her squishy butt, her pussy clenching around your cock again as you slowly rutted her.

"You have the sexiest hindquarters I've ever seen," you commented through a stifled moan. "Are all gryphons so hot?"

"Most are, believe it or not. It's a lesser known trait of ours to have very attractive rumps. You should see my best friend's butt. Absolutely stunning, even better than mine."

"It's hard to imagine a butt better than yours," you praised, squishing her cheeks together for a few moments as you mated with her. It earned joyful laughter from the happy gryphon, and you suspected you had her figured out to a certain degree: an exhibitionist with a weakness for compliments.

You maintained your slow pace, rationing your stamina to make the thrilling sex last as long as possible. The surreal fact that your throbbing erection was inside your coworker's pussy with only a thin condom between the two did not help maintain your stamina. You tried to not think about it and focus purely on the sensations, but her words made that difficult.

"The nice thing about the condoms is that you don't have to pull out when you cum," she noted, her sensual gaze further accelerating you toward your orgasm. "You can let it all out inside, cum as hard as you can, and there's no mess afterward."

"Are you… gonna cum?" you asked in between breaths as your panting escalated.

"Oh no no," she said with a laugh. "Don't worry about that, though. I just like having sex. If I were to cum every time someone rutted me, I'd be absolutely exhausted."

"Makes s-sense," you managed through your pleasure, suppressing a moan.

"My office is soundproof, by the way. Let it all out, relax yourself fully and let me hear how good my pussy is making you feel~"

You happily obeyed, sighing a moan through your smile which only brightened as she giggled in response. You let your pleasure out steadily with each exhalation, your shaft throbbing more and more frequently inside Heather's tight pussy. With your hands massaging her sexy cheeks and your cock getting massaged by her vaginal walls, your orgasm came to you as a surprise. Being so caught up in the thrill of the moment, you hadn't even realized you were getting close. Your first instinct was to stop humping, but it took only half a second to realize that you weren't going to be able to prolong your stamina at this point. You resumed humping her and your moans grew in fervor, your length beginning to throb and spurt deep into the gryphon.

"Yes, Vonnire~" Heather seductively praised, a note of excitement in her voice. "That's it, cum inside me~ Cum in my tight little pussy~"

It was the easiest request to oblige, your hands flat against her flanks and rubbing up and down through her fur. You hadn't cum this hard in quite some time, your cock seeming to want to give her all the semen you could muster as it throbbed and spurted more than typical. Your humping slowed after several drawn out seconds of bliss, your climax tapering off and leaving you to catch your breath. As you stopped and simply rested your spent shaft in her cozy vaginal walls, she spoke through a pleased smile.

"Did you cum hard?"

"Harder than I have in a long while," you admitted breathlessly.

Heather tittered in delight. "That's exactly what I love to hear~ Don't rush to pull out; you can leave it in for a bit while we talk."

Heather began to explain how sessions with her would work in the future. Spontaneous quickies were allowed so long as they didn't exceed five minutes including foreplay and cleanup. Longer sessions had to be scheduled and approved by your direct superior. Casual fondling was greatly encouraged, and you gave her butt a playful squeeze as she told you so, which earned a happy giggle.

"That's pretty much it, though," she finished, bringing her wings to fold them at her sides once more. "I'm here to keep morale high and stress low. If you ever feel yourself getting overwhelmed with work, give my phone a call and I'll be right down to help you relax as soon as I can. No one's strict about the time limits really, so if you need a little extra pleasure to help you refocus on the task at hand, it's totally fine. I'm paid to eliminate stress, worry, and restlessness, so don't be afraid to make me do my job~"

"You're amazing, Heather~" you said, your hands rubbing her cheeks in circles.

"I try my best~ Do you have any questions?"

You thought for a moment. "Do you ever get tired of having sex all the time?"

Heather laughed. "Never~ I honestly wouldn't mind it being a little more frequent. With only seven coworkers including yourself that take advantage of my offer, I'm only really having sex four or five times on any given day. I wish it would be more often, but I'm not supposed to disrupt the workflow too much. Success at my job leads to higher overall productivity, not lower."

"Could I have sex with you every day if I wanted?"

"You most certainly can, so long as you're getting your tasks completed. Mr. Parlin is a great boss, and he's very lenient so long as you're doing your job well. If you start to slack on your responsibilities, that's a betrayal of the trust he has in us, so for both of our sakes, keep being a good employee."

"I'll do my best," you said, and you meant it. With a boss that cared so much about his employee's satisfaction, you felt energized to make him proud.

"That's what I like to hear. Now let's get you cleaned up and back to work."

"Quit teasing me and put it in already~" Laran begged with a chuckle.

"Sorry," Tollod replied, still rubbing his shaft between his friend's cheeks. "Your butt is just too perfect~ You're the sexiest dragon I know."

That earned some blush from his friend. "You're just saying that," he deflected.

"I'm serious! The best butt I've ever seen, better than any dragon, or even dragoness I know."

"As if you have much experience with dragonesses," Laran teased.

"I do!" Tollod defended. "I have sex with my horny sister almost every day."

"That doesn't count. When's the last time you had sex with a girl who wasn't Belana?"

Tollod thought silently for a moment, continuing to idly hump between his friend's plump cheeks. "I guess it was two months ago when Lydia needed help with her heat."

"And she's not even a dragoness."

"She's a girl, though! And horse pussy is awesome."

"Is it? I've always heard they're really loose."

"They are, but in the best way. I can rut her with my knot without even needing to warm up. It's always the first thing I do with her; just press in and knot her, then slip it in and out of her."

"That does sound nice," Laran hummed, his onyx shaft throbbing beneath him. "I haven't rutted someone with my knot in a long while."

"You should go say hi to Lydia," Tollod encouraged. "She thinks you're cute."

"Does she?"

"Yeah, she referred to you as 'that cute yellow friend of yours' one time."

Laran chuckled. "I'll have to figure out an excuse to go get to know her."

"Don't overthink it. I think she'd hike her tail to the side and let you mount her immediately. She's really into dragons."

"I want to show her that I'm not just wanting to try horse pussy, though."

"Isn't that why you'd want to get to know her?"

Laran thought for a moment while his friend continued to hump between his cheeks. "I guess you have a point. Still, gotta treat people as friends first, partners second."

"Good rule to live by. Y'know, I'll never understand how you're still single. You're thoughtful, hard-working, easy to talk to, and not to mention the fact that you have the most perfect butt I've ever seen."

"Is this your way of saying you want to be my boyfriend?~" Laran teased.

Tollod laughed. "I totally would if I was that kind of dragon."

"You have sex with males more than twice as frequently as you have sex with females; how are you not 'that kind of dragon?'"

"I do not!"

"Your sister doesn't count!"

Tollod chuckled. "Okay, fine, but I'm not into other males romantically."

"We don't have to kiss," Laran joked.

"Is this your way of saying you want me to be your boyfriend?"

"Nah, you're too handsome for me. You'd overshadow me everywhere we went."

The two shared a laugh. As Tollod's steady rubbing continued, Laran's restlessness grew, lubed up and eager to have sex.

"C'mon, you're drooling precum on my balls," Laran said through his smile. "Put it in already~"

"Oh alright," Tollod conceded, moving his hips up. "But one of these days I want to just rub between your perfect cheeks for hours~"

"You'd have to make me cum first."

"I'd like to think that I'm pretty good at that~"

With that, Tollod finally brought his tip to Laran's slippery tailhole. He gingerly pressed forward, his tip slipping away and causing him to reposition. He tried again, nestling his cock head against his friend's pucker, and at last he eased into the other dragon. Laran moaned his satisfaction, his shaft throbbing in the open air beneath him as Tollod slowly pressed deep.

"I haven't cum in three days," Laran noted through his pleasure.

"Allow me to remediate that~"

Tollod started with a slow pace, but that's all that he needed. It was far from his first time having sex with the yellow dragon, and he knew just how to pleasure his friend. With his hips at a specific angle, he rubbed his tip along where he knew Laran's sensitive prostate was. Mere seconds into the gay mating, Laran was panting, his own cock drooling.

"Don't-… d-don't rush it~" Laran managed, intensely stimulated by the expert attention.

Tollod lowered his head beside Laran's. "You want me to tease you some more?~" he asked, and pulled his hips back until he rutted his friend with barely more than just his tip.

Laran chuckled. "Deeper than that, just don't focus so much on my spot. You're way too good at that."

"Fine by me," Tollod said, and adjusted his humping to be absentminded, using half of his length at a relaxed pace. "Where'd you get this lube, by the way?"

Laran drew in a deep breath and relaxed into the steady sex. "You know where Prask's Market is?"

"Yeah."

"There's an apothecary a little north of there. All kinds of stuff, and I found this lube. Apparently it's made from a plant that only grows in Winter, so it was pretty pricey. Worth it, though~"

"Very worth it," Tollod agreed, giving a few slow humps to appreciate the slickness. "Even better than the oil I got from Nit's."

Tollod took a deep breath and sighed, laying down over his friend's back and moving his head atop his, between his horns. It was an affectionate gesture usually reserved for a dragon to do with a dragoness, but Laran didn't mind it. As Tollod maintained his steady pace, his shaft throbbed with pure pleasure. Even using only half of his length, the way his friend's tight inner walls massaged his member so completely was nothing short of ecstasy. The rest of the white dragon's length begged to be tended to as well, and after a few more drawn out seconds, he couldn't resist.

"Hahh~" Laran moaned through a smile as Tollod pressed deep and nuzzled the top of his head. "You're such-… such a cuddle bug~"

"Guilty as charged," Tollod chuckled, and wrapped his forelegs around the other dragon to hold him in a friendly hug.

As Tollod used his entire length, Laran fully embraced every sensation: the warmth of his friend's fur on his scales, the feeling of him panting against his back, the blissful pleasure that came from his attractive cock gliding in and out. With his knot bumping up against his tailhole with each hump in, Laran grew closer and closer to his orgasm.

"Knot me…when y-you cum~" Laran requested through his pleasured panting.

"Will do~"

Tollod slowed his humping, working his shaft deep into his friend's snug tailhole. He bumped his knot firmly against him with each measured thrust, and after a few more seconds, he stopped his humping and pressed his hips forward with a gentle firmness.

"Already?" Laran asked, an involuntary moan escaping him afterward as Tollod's knot slipped into him.

"Nah, just getting my knot wet," Tollod clarified, though he sighed and enjoyed the simple cockwarming for several moments. "You feel so amazing~"

Laran chuckled. "So do you~ You're really teasing me today, though."

"Tsk tsk, impatient," Tollod playfully chided, and began humping into his friend while tied with him. The deep thrusts were short, but the motions caused their balls to bump against each other—something that greatly aroused both dragons.

After a cozy minute of being tied, Tollod was beginning to get close sooner than he wished. He lifted himself up off of Laran's back and rested his paws on the other dragon's shoulders. Slowly, he pulled his hips back until his knot slipped out of his friend. He held still as his cock throbbed several times, and once it had settled, he returned to steadily mating with the other male.

After the intermission of knotting, both dragons immediately felt their orgasms near. Tollod maintained his pace and panted along with Laran, their masculine moans of bliss freely emitted.

"My s-spot~" Laran simply requested in between moans.

Tollod happily obliged, adjusting his hips to a well-practiced angle. As he began rubbing his tip back and forth against Laran's prostate, the yellow dragon drew in a deep breath and tensed up, his tailhole clenching tight. Tollod maintained his pace, knowing exactly what was happening and eager to give his friend a satisfying climax. He kept rutting him at the same steady pace even as Laran finally let out his breath and allowed his joyful moans to fill the air.

"Cum nice a-… a-and h-hard~" Tollod encouraged with a hint of affection.

Laran did just that, his onyx shaft spurting his white seed freely beneath him. With nothing to hold it, the yellow dragon's member swayed back and forth with each strong throb, making quite a mess with his cum.

Tollod felt his own orgasm well up, drawing in a shaky breath and finally pressing his knot forward, slipping in much easier this time. As he tied with his friend, he humped deep, focusing on the delight of having his balls touch the other dragon's. Tollod savored every spurt of his own shaft, cumming freely into his fellow male and cherishing the blissful activity.

"There… you go~" Laran encouraged as his own orgasm began to taper. He caught his breath as his spurts grew further and further spaced out. With his friend cumming inside him, he lowered his head down between his forepaws and closed his eyes to enjoy his afterglow.

When Tollod's orgasm began to fade as well, he joined his friend and laid down over his back. He gave an affectionate lick to Laran's cheek, which earned a less-than-masculine giggle from the bottom dragon.

"Hey now, I'm not a dragoness," he protested with little commitment.

"Who ever said you can't lick your friends?" Tollod countered, giving him a nuzzle as well.

Such affection earned more tickled laughter from his friend. "How are you still single?"

"I'm just waiting for the perfect girl."

"And what does that entail?"

Tollod thought for a moment. "Smart, thoughtful, easygoing… doesn't mind me rutting my friends~" He gave a hump for emphasis, their balls rubbing together.

Laran laughed. "Would you be fine with her getting frisky with her friends?"

"Sure," Tollod said without needing to think about it. "As long as she's not in heat."

"Fair, fair," Laran mused. "Too bad Belana is your sister. She fits that description perfectly."

"She's great, yeah," Tollod agreed. "I'm hoping she finds a friend that's just like her. Until then, though, I'm pretty happy with where I'm at."

The white dragon wrapped his forelegs around his friend once more, giving him a gentle squeeze as they both basked in their shared afterglow. Laran let out a sigh, relaxing and finally reciprocating a bit of the brotherly affection by tilting his head slightly to knock their horns together. Tollod's smile brightened.

Last year had started the tradition of the annual Pony Porn Pinups for Prosperity calendar—a charity endeavor organized by The Fancy Foundation selling explicit calendars of prominent attractive mares—and this year there was a new one. It had only been out a few days, and they had already sold more than the previous year. As stallions and mares alike lined up to purchase the pornographic calendars, Bit & Bridle Magazine interviewed those in line. The following is an excerpt from that edition of their magazine:

"Who is your favorite mare and why?" our Crystal Empire correspondent asked Emerald Elm, a stallion waiting to purchase a calendar.

"My wife, definitely," he responded, and the two shared a laugh. "From the calendar, though? Our beloved Princess Cadence, for sure. She's the sweetest ruler, and I have sex with her every year for the Hearts and Hooves festival. Of course, every stallion who enters the festival grounds does so, so that doesn't make me special, but she has a way of making it feel so personal and memorable."

Meanwhile, in Canterlot, our correspondent there spoke to mare named Dainty Delight.

"Are you purchasing the calendar for yourself, or as a gift?"

Dainty giggled. "Myself."

"And what do you think of The Fancy Foundation, being a Canterlot resident?"

"I love them! Fancy Pants is the classiest gentleman, and Fleur is a personal friend of mine. A lot of people get the impression that she's a gold-digging trophy wife, but let me set the record straight: those two love each other deeply, and despite Fleur being the most famous porn star in all of Equestria, she's extremely loyal to her husband. She loves having sex with other ponies, yeah, but she only does so because she has a fetish for promiscuity, not because she desires others romantically. And you should see how Fancy Pants reassures and encourages her. It's dreamy how much he understands his wife and wants her to have fun."

And in Ponyville, our local correspondent purchased a calendar himself and gave the ponies in line a preview. Several ponies crowded around as he flipped through the first three months of the calendar.

"Pinkie Pie is first up, thoughts on her?"

Several ponies voiced their comments, all positive. Caramel, a stallion, said, "It's really hot to see her in a seductive way. She's usually so energetic and bubbly, but seeing her with those bedroom eyes is a treat. We all love our party pony." The statement was met with agreement.

The correspondent flipped the page up, and next was Princess Cadence. Again, positive murmurings ensued, with a wolf-whistle from one of the ponies. "I can't get enough of her," Cloud Chaser, a mare, said. "She makes me want to get a fade-dye on my wings. It's just not fair how beautiful and sexy she is, but then again, she is the Princess of Sex."

Last, the correspondent flipped to Twilight Sparkle. More general approval with some chuckles of delight seeing their local princess presenting herself. "Would," a stallion called Thunderlane said simply, to the jovial agreement of the ponies around him.

• • •

As Thunderlane sat down at his kitchen table to go through his mail, a particular envelope stood out. It had a recognizable cutie mark embossed on it, and the color matched the lilac coat of the mare that sent it. He opened it first, and read the simple message:

Thunderlane,

Your presence is requested at my castle at your earliest convenience. The matter is not time sensitive, but I eagerly await your attendance.

- Twilight Sparkle

• • •

Thunderlane landed at the front door of the gemstone castle, folding his wings and hesitating. He had never visited the castle before, despite flying over it countless times since it appeared so suddenly. He raised a hoof, and hesitated some more, uncertain if it was appropriate to knock on a gilded castle door. He gave it a few gentle raps, and though his touch was light, the sound was amplified through some aspect of the door.

The silence had stretched on long enough that he was about to knock again, but then the doors swung open with the pull of Twilight's magic, and she greeted him.

"Thunderlane! Good to see you."

"Hey Twilight," Thunderlane reciprocated, glancing around. "Or… Princess Twilight? Should I… bow, or something?"

"Please don't," she said with a laugh. "I may be a princess, but I'm still the same Twilight. Come, I have something to ask of you."

Thunderlane followed Twilight as she lead him into the castle and to a side room. It was a nice sitting room, and as he looked around, Twilight closed the door behind him and sat in front of him.

"Did you know that your comment was featured in a magazine called 'Bit & Bridle?'" she asked directly.

The question caught Thunderlane off-guard, his eyes flicking back to the princess with a brief confusion, and then realization a moment later. His cheeks tingled with blush he knew would be visible. As he looked away, he answered. "Oh, yeah. Sorry."

Twilight waved a dismissive hoof. "Oh I'm not upset about it. In fact, I have something I'd like to request."

Thunderlane was silent as Twilight stood. She gazed at him for a moment with a knowing smile, and then giggled. Then she turned around in front of him, and as she lowered her chest to the ground, she spoke.

"'Would,' huh?" she asked coyly, and—crossing her front hoof over the other—she moved her tail to the side and spoke her invitation with a wink. "Prove it~"

Thunderlane's eyes widened, his jaw slack as he intended to speak words that never came. He stared at Twilight's presented rump, her pussy in plain sight and her intentions unquestionable. He managed to pry his eyes from her magnificent hind to meet her gaze, and she giggled once more and raised her tail even higher.

"Well?~" she coaxed.

Thunderlane swallowed hard, his words coming slowly as half of his mind seemed dedicated to simply admiring the purple mare's shapely hindquarters. "You… want me to-… I mean… y-you want to… have… sex?"

"I do~" Twilight said with a sway of her butt. "Unless you didn't actually mean it," she offered, giving him an out.

Thunderlane found some confidence in her assertion, stepping forward until he was right behind her. "I meant it," he said with a smile, and raised a hoof to her butt to caress her squishy flank.

A moment later, a shaky laugh escaped Twilight as she felt the stallion's muzzle press between her cheeks, his warm tongue slipping along the entire length of her slit. She drew in a deep breath and hummed a moan as he continued his foreplay. It was music to Thunderlane's ears, his member swiftly erecting as he lapped at Twilight Sparkle's tidy pussy.

"I've always had a bit of a crush on you," Twilight admitted through her pleasure.

The idea had never occurred to Thunderlane, and he raised his head. "Really?"

"Really," she assured with eye contact. "I've probably masturbated to fantasies of you more than you have of me."

Thunderlane chuckled, enjoying the thought. "Do you… want to go out with me?"

"If you had asked me a few years ago I would have said yes," she explained. "But princesses aren't supposed to date or marry."

"Oh, I guess that makes sense. What about Princess Cadence?"

"She's the Princess of Love, so there's an exception for her. I'm the Princess of Friendship, so I'd love to have you as a friend… with benefits," she added with a wink.

"I can do that~" Thunderlane accepted, and lowered his muzzle once more.

He continued licking Twilight's pussy for a short while longer, savoring the sweet flavor of her arousal. When his shaft throbbed to full hardness, he drew his head back and got both hooves up onto Twilight's butt.

"You're my favorite princess, you know," he said as he stepped his hind legs forward to nestle his tip between her cheeks.

"Really?" Twilight asked with slight blush. "Over Cadence, Celestia, and Luna?"

"You're all hot," Thunderlane allowed. "But I think you're the prettiest. And I love how… well, I don't mean this in a mean way, but I love it when you're awkward. It's really cute."

Twilight's blush intensified, and the feeling of Thunderlane's tip against her vagina made her restless. "I'm not that awkward, am I?"

"Not anymore, really. But when you first moved here, there were a few times. I think that's what made me fall for you. A gorgeous mare that's a little quirky is my kind of girl."

With that, Thunderlane finally pressed his hips forward. He went slowly, his tip slipping between Twilight's lips and into her slick warmth. She moaned her own delight, and Thunderlane exhaled shakily.

"I can't believe I'm actually inside you," Thunderlane said as he pressed his throbbing cock further into Twilight's snug marehood.

"I still can't believe you're actually into me," Twilight said as she leaned back against the stallion's hips, another happy moan escaping her. "I always thought you were out of my league."

"You're a princess, Twilight," Thunderlane said with a chuckle. "You're out of my league."

The comment made Twilight laugh through a moan, and as Thunderlane's medial ring kissed her pussy, any reply vanished from her mind as he began steadily working his firm erection in and out of her. Thunderlane stifled a moan, breathing deeply as he took in the pleasure and excitement of having sex with Twilight. He was a sexually active stallion, and so his stamina was usually substantial, but as he began pressing his medial ring in and out of her snug vagina, he felt that the thrill of the moment would make it hard to last long.

"You're so tight, Twilight~" Thunderlane crooned as he paused his humping to carefully lay down on top of her.

"Please, call me 'Twily' when we're having sex," Twilight requested, lowering her rump so that she was laying on her belly with her legs behind her.

"Alright~" Thunderlane said, adjusting to the new position. He nuzzled between her wings as he resumed his slow, measured thrusts. "Can I cum in you, Twily?~"

The question earned a noticable clench of Twilight's inner walls, her shaky breath afterward making her answer redundant. "Please do~"

The way Thunderlane played his lips along the edges of her wings let Twilight know he had experience with fellow pegasi. She spread them for him, and the delicate teasing to the sensitive area was a sweet complement to the strong pleasure of his hard cock rubbing deep into her inner walls.

"Your wings are beautiful, Twily~" Thunderlane said while rubbing his face against her feathers.

Twilight's pussy once again clenched, savoring the genuine admiration from her crush. "You really think so?"

"I know so." Thunderlane had been steadily working his shaft deeper into the princess' pussy, and when his sheath finally pressed against her lips and his baubles rested against her cheeks, he stopped his humping, staying balls-deep in her tight sex. "You should spread them more often. A hottie with nice wings is really, really attractive to pegasi."

Twilight giggled, unaware of the appeal. She sighed and laid her head down over her front hooves, savoring the surreal sensation of having Thunderlane's entire cock inside her drooling pussy. "I'll remember that next time I do photos," she said, and meant it. "I wish we could lay like this for hours."

Thunderlane stretched further atop her, resting his muzzle against her mane and breathing in the pleasant smell of the apple-scented soap she used. "Do you have anywhere to be?"

"Unfortunately, yes," Twilight admitted. "I'm having dinner over at Sweet Apple Acres in a little bit."

"Should I hurry up and finish, then?"

"Don't rush~" Twilight said with lustful inflection.

Thunderlane's smile brightened, and he took her request to heart. He slowly resumed his lazy thrusts, earning a prominent moan from Twilight as he pressed his balls firmly against her rump each time. He sat up so he had a better range of motion and began using more of his length. As he rested his front hooves on Twilight's shoulders, he worked up to pulling out until only his flared tip was inside her, to pressing all the way back into her until her arousal got on his sheath. The way Twilight moaned her enjoyment all throughout only added to the pleasure. Each long thrust was slow and steady, and though he didn't want the mating to end, Thunderlane felt his orgasm drawing near after only a minute.

"I'm gonna cum, Twily~" Thunderlane spoke breathlessly.

Twilight's pussy clenched hard, her smile growing. "Cum inside me, Thunderlane~"

The sensual, explicit words spoken by the princess had previously only occurred in his fantasies; having them said aloud from Twilight herself nearly made him cum right then. With all the stamina he could muster, he only managed to last for half a minute longer.

As his shaft throbbed hard while only his tip was inside her, he hastily pressed back in, earning a surprised moan from Twilight. He panted heavily as he lay himself down over Twilight's back, his cock throbbing again and again as he came deep into her marehood. Twilight's heart fluttered as she realized he was cumming, and the thrill of the moment rushed her along to her own climax. The fact that Thunderlane was cumming inside her was intensely surreal, and as his masculine sighs of pleasure filled her ears, she felt her inner walls squeeze tight around the stallion's throbbing shaft. She drew in a deep breath of her own and embraced her orgasm as her vagina began clenching repeatedly around the firm cock inside her. The Princess of Friendship got lost in her pleasure and excitement, giddily repeating Thunderlane's name through her moans as they shared an orgasm.

By the time Thunderlane had stopped cumming, Twilight was still in the midst of her own pleasure. Dutifully, Thunderlane gave short thrusts in and out of Twilight's pussy with his sensitive cock, intensifying her moans with the slight stimulation. He kept his pace up all throughout the rest of her climax, the slick sounds of rutting her cum-filled pussy joining with her song of bliss.

As Twilight's orgasm finally faded, Thunderlane stopped his humping and simply pressed his pair against her butt once more. She caught her breath after a few seconds, and Thunderlane spoke.

"How was that, Twily?~ Everything you imagined it would be?"

"Everything and more," Twilight said with a delighted laugh. "Thank you so much, Thunderlane."

"And thank you, Twily." He gave an appreciative nuzzle between Twilight's wings. "So you… wanna be friends with benefits?"

"Absolutely," Twilight said with eagerness. "I suppose I should go get cleaned up for dinner. Would you like to join me in my shower?"

"Is it big enough for two ponies?"

"It's big enough for two yaks," Twilight said with a laugh.

"That sounds awesome," Thunderlane said, and sat up to finally pull out of the princess' warm, snug vagina. As his shaft flopped out of her, he immediately wished to press back into her, but he stood up and got off of her anyway, enjoying the view he had of her pussy drooling his own cum as she stood up as well.

It would be far from the last time he felt those cozy inner walls around his cock~

Reva sauntered out of her bedroom, yawning after her pleasant Sunday afternoon nap. As she entered the quiet living room of the apartment, she spotted her roommate sprawled out on his back, basking in the sunlight. The gryphon was evidently relaxed, and there was no doubting his gender in such a position and state; his attractive malehood was fully erect, holding itself up and throbbing every few seconds. It was certainly not an unwelcome sight to the dragoness.

"You sleeping?" Reva asked in barely more than a whisper.

"Nah, just relaxing," Aralt replied in a carefree tone. "Did you take a nap?"

"Yeah, just woke up. What's got you hard and throbbing?"

As Reva asked the question, she reached her friend, lowering her head down and giving a friendly nuzzle to his member. It earned a soft laugh from him, opening his eyes and lifting his head in time to see his roommate kiss his tip. His purring started immediately.

"Nothing really, just a happy boner."

"A happy boner?"

"Yeah, it sometimes happens when a guy is really cozy or relaxed."

Reva laughed. "That's… adorable, in a very sexy way. You have a really nice cock, you know."

After saying that, Aralt's shaft was enveloped in wet warmth as Reva took it into her mouth with the utmost nonchalance. It throbbed against her tongue as she licked, earning a ruffle of the gryphon's feathers while he watched.

"You really think so?" Aralt asked modestly. "I've always thought it was a little unremarkable. Dragons have much nicer ones."

"Comparison is the thief of joy," Reva said as she lifted her head and brought one of her paws up to fondle Aralt's fluffy balls, giving them the lightest of rubs. "I like it. Do you mind if I use it a little?"

"Go for it," Aralt encouraged. "Just don't get too carried away. I'd rather not cum."

Reva tilted her head as she stepped atop her friend, straddling him and gazing down into his eyes with a quizzical look in hers. "Why not? Wouldn't a nice afterglow feel wonderful to relax with?"

"It would, but I kinda like having my cock out. It's a nice passive pleasure. I like how heavy it feels when it's fully hard like this~"

Reva giggled, lining up her hips and getting her friend's erection between her cheeks. With her dexterous tail, she guided his tip to her vagina, holding it steady. "I suppose if I were a hot gryphon male, I'd like having my cock out, too," she agreed, and then sat back in his lap and savored the initial penetration.

Dragon pussies and gryphon cocks were surprisingly compatible, and instead of getting right into a steady riding, she let Aralt's erection sink deep into her warm sex until his knot squished her plump lips. She adjusted her position into a cozy snuggle, which Aralt reciprocated as he brought his forelegs up around her midsection.

"Maybe just some cuddly cockwarming?" Reva offered.

Aralt chuckled, his shaft throbbing happily inside his friend's snug ladyhood. "That sounds perfect right now~ Could I hump you just a little, though? My cock is a little restless."

"Go for it~" Reva invited. "Do you want to be on top?"

Aralt experimentally moved his hips, pulling his cock back and pressing it knot-deep once more. "I can manage it from here," he said, and started a slow, unrushed humping up into Reva's slick warmth.

The dragoness sighed, laying her head down next to Aralt's as she enjoyed the rumbling of his purring to pair with the casual sex. Her sensitive pussy clenched every few seconds as her roommate gave her a deep, intimate massage. Quiet afternoons spent snuggling and sharing mutual pleasure were such a simple joy in life~

"This one's gonna come out great," Acacius said to his wife from behind the camera.

Zephora's smile brightened as she covered her breasts. "You really think so?"

"Absolutely. It's hardly porn anymore; with how beautiful you are, this one could just be considered art."

"It's still arousing though, right?" she asked.

Acacius chuckled. "Of course. You really underestimate how sexy you are, don't you?"

Zephora rolled her eyes with a smile. "I'm just making sure it'll turn people on."

"It definitely will. A naked, gorgeous bird like you is one of the sexiest sights imaginable."

"You're not just being biased though, right?"

"I'm biased in every way," Acacius said as he stepped out from behind the camera and drew his wife into an embrace. "Biased because I love you, biased because you're beautiful, biased because I'm into birds," he lowered his hands and got them under Zephora's tail feathers, squeezing her cheeks, "and biased because I think you're the sexiest girl in the world~"

Zephora was positively smitten, effectively seduced by her dear spouse. "And you really don't have a problem with me doing this again?"

"I'm the one taking the photos, aren't I?"

"I know, but I need to be certain you're not bothered by it."

Acacius moved his hands up, rubbing Zephora's back lovingly as he gazed directly into her eyes. "I'm into it. Not just tolerant: into it. I'm excited for you to post these online and show off just how hot you are~ How sexy and perfect you are~ And I'm so lucky that you chose to be mine, and take me in return, for the rest of our lives. You're my wife, and I trust you completely."

Zephora's heart melted, leaning her head forward to rub her beak against her husband's muzzle. "I love you, Acacius."

"I know you do, and I love you, too. Are you having second thoughts about posting these photos?"

"No, no," Zephora said. "I just… I guess I never expected anyone to be understanding about this sort of thing. I dated and married you thinking I was sacrificing this part of myself, and I was happy to give it up if it meant I could have you. It's hard to comprehend that you're really okay with it."

"I'll reassure you as much as you need," Acacius said, and gave a lick to her beak.

"You really don't have any issues at all about it?"

"None at all."

"Even the thought of other men playing with themselves to me?"

"I'd encourage them~"

"What about them having fantasies of having sex with me?"

"Darling," Acacius said meaningfully. "If you wanted to have actual sex with other people, I'd help guide them into your perfect little pussy."

"I don't-"

"I know you don't," Acacius interrupted, "but I want you to realize that I've fully thought this through. Our marriage isn't about sex; it's about love, and if you were to have sex with twenty other guys and still only loved me, I'd be perfectly happy. I'd make sure they treated you well, as I'm still protective of you, but I'm not possessive of you. In a sexual context, anyway. Romantic love is where I insist on being your one and only."

"I'm not going to have sex with other people," Zephora clarified with a smile. "But you really don't mind it at all?"

"The way I see it, you're the greatest treasure of all. If anyone wants to come look, take pictures for later, or even go so far as touching, I don't mind it, because I share that same enthusiasm and admiration. And I know with the utmost security that no one will ever be able to take you away from me."

Zephora thought in silence for a moment, almost forgetting the fact that she was completely naked out in a forest grove. Her mind echoed with her husband's words, working hard to commit them to memory. She drew in a breath and held it for a moment before asking her question.

"Is it bad that I wouldn't want you to do porn?"

Acacius chuckled. "No, it's not. It doesn't mean you love me any less than I love you. I think it just means that you're a bit more possessive about me."

"And that doesn't bother you?"

"Of course not. I actually love it about you. I love how it shows how much you really love me, because sometimes it's hard to believe that a smart, healthy, sexy bird like you would ever settle for me."

Zephora giggled. "Give yourself more credit, dear. You're perfect to me, even with what little flaws you have."

"And I'm the luckiest dragon in the world because of that. Do you want me to be more possessive of you?"

"No," Zephora was quick to answer. "I love how unworried you are about me. The way you trust me so extremely is amazing. Now that I'm certain that you're not bothered by it, I can fully embrace the excitement I have to get back to doing porn. It's something that I really enjoyed doing, and the fact that you're okay with it is like a dream come true."

"Well," Acacius said as he stepped away from their hug and moved behind the camera once more. "Shall I continue taking sexy photos of my amazing wife?~"

Zephora giggled, her total nudity once more at the front of her mind. "Please do~"

A little sneak peek behind the scenes on set~

At Soothe Bell Studios, they have a few rules they follow diligently that make them different from other pornography companies. One such rule is "Cuddles Before Cameras." Prior to any scene involving two or more stars, they are required to enjoy some time simply cuddling and getting familiar with their partners before they begin.

Needless to say, this is an easy rule to get the stars to follow. Not only is it pleasant to simply snuggle without the pressure of putting on a show, but it's also quite a good way to get comfortable with one's partner and increase the bonds between the cast. By the time the cameras are ready to go, the stars are eager to begin.

Featured here are Summer and Brett. They've been co-stars for years, and have a strong friendship outside of the studio.

"Brett's great," Summer said when asked by an interviewer about him. "A sweeter guy you couldn't find. I'm not the type of girl to have a trainer, but if I were, he'd be my pick. Thoughtful, funny, attractive—I guarantee you the only reason he's still single is because he cums in pokemon for a living."

"She's one of my best friends," Brett said when asked about Summer. "I love her to pieces. We hang out all the time after work. I don't think I'm supposed to have favorite partners, and I have fun with all the girls on set, but Summer and I have a closer bond. I think Director Cal knows that, 'cause we're constantly paired together."

"I have no idea what you're talkin' about," Director Caltione said when asked, but gave the interviewer a wink. "See, I've got two main jobs as a director: take care of my stars, and make sure the content is as good as it can be. Summer and Brett are magical together, 'n so it's only logical to keep pairin' 'em up. We've done scenes where they're with different partners, and they play great with others, but when they're together there's just that somethin' special that you can't define."

"It's that true familiarity," he continued. "Y'know, I've been in the industry for 26 years, 'nd I tell ya: there's something about real friendship and connection in porn that you can't fake. It's a big reason why I'm always encouraging the stars to mingle with each other, and why everyone's got a company card specifically for doing stuff together after hours on my dime. I don't mind the money—got plenty of it and don't need more to be frank. I consider it an investment into the quality of our productions, and thank goodness I don't got shareholders breathin' down my neck telling me it's not a measurable asset."

With such philosophies espoused by the founder and main director of the company, it's no wonder why Soothe Bell Studios have garnered the wholesome reputation they have. It's certainly set them apart from other pornography studios, and it's that same philosophy that has earned their dedicated fanbase. So long as Director Caltione is at the head of things, it seems that Soothe Bell Studios will continue to produce what Jynx Magazine calls "pokeporn for softies," and as far as their fans are concerned, that's just how they like it.

No story for this week, but this time it's the other way around: I have the stories ready and written, but I need to manually paint corrections on the images, and I've been putting that off, haha. Painting teeth is not my favorite thing, and the models I use refuse to get them right! It's probably the most common thing I have to manually correct with my projects.

This image only needed some small touch-ups on the final output, thankfully. And thank goodness gryphons usually don't have teeth, haha! I did this sexy project because X doesn't allow having explicit banners, so the one I made a while back got removed. I've been bannerless for almost a year! This will be an excellent sexy-yet-not-explicit banner for my page. That, and it's great as a desktop background for those of you unafraid of having a feral pinup as your wallpaper~

Hope you're all having an excellent week so far, and that it only gets better! Let me know in the comments what sort of characters, species, or scenarios you'd like to see for my future projects and I might draw inspiration from them! Love you all!~

Lynnette slowly blinked her eyes open, the green tent walls partially illuminated by what sunlight was able to shine through. She glanced over and saw that she was alone, which wasn't surprising, as she knew Armas was fond of mornings. As she sat up, she stretched carefully and enjoyed a satisfying yawn.

Upon exiting the tent, Lynnette spotted her absol sitting on a rock just a short distance away. It was a beautiful morning, and the spot Armas had found was positively scenic. However, something in particular captured Lynnette's gaze as she walked toward him.

The jovial absol looked over at his trainer as she drew near. "Good morning," he greeted with a smile.

"Morning," Lynnette replied, still a bit groggy. "How long have you been up?"

"Not long, just a few minutes. Sorry if I woke you up."

"You didn't, don't worry." Lynnette bit her lip and drew in a deep breath as her eyes refused to linger on Armas' face, enjoying a different sight. "Come back to the tent with me," she invited with a neediness that did not go unnoticed.

Armas chuckled, highly aware of what his trainer had been staring at; it wasn't exactly easy for an absol to hide his morning wood. He stood and followed his trainer back to the tent, and upon entering, she closed the flap behind them and immediately began to strip naked. Armas watched as his attractive human trainer shed her clothes, his member throbbing restlessly beneath him. As Lynnette finished undressing, she laid down on her back atop her sleeping bag. The invitation didn't need to be spoken.

Armas stepped between his trainer's legs, admiring the view of her nudity. With his gaze sweeping down from her blushing smile to her plump shaved pussy, he lowered his head down and let his tongue drag along her slit. She drew in a deep breath and exhaled slowly to suppress a moan. As Armas gave her several more licks, she found it harder and harder to stay quiet, bringing her hands to her breasts to keep her nipples warm. She stared down between her legs, the thrill of being sexual with her pokemon never quite fading despite how often they did it. As he closed his eyes and took his time giving his trainer's pussy plenty of oral attention, she focused on keeping her panting quiet.

The licks concluded after another blissful minute, Armas lifting his head and gazing into his trainer's eyes as he got atop her. He nuzzled her hands away from her breasts as he reached them, and let his warm tongue slip across each of her nipples, earning an excited shudder from her. Having her handsome male companion on top of her made her feel exposed in all the best ways, her pussy restless for sensation of his familiar member. With a few more licks across her perky breasts, Armas got fully atop her, lowered his hips, and prodded her vagina with his precum-drooling erection.

Lynnette reached down to hold his cock and steady it, and with an appreciated unceremoniousness, he was inside her. She tensed up and let out a shaky breath, her pussy clenching around his firm malehood.

"You can moan, you know," Armas teased, pressing his shaft slowly deeper.

"I don't want to risk it," Lynnette said through her excited panting. "I'll moan for you when we get back home."

"I love your moans~"

Lynnette giggled, positively smitten. "I love your cock~"

It was a fact Armas cherished, extremely pleased that his trainer desired him so deeply. He began steadily moving his hips back and forth, his shaft gliding in and out of Lynnette's slick inner walls with his knot bumping against her lips each time. Lynnette wasn't fully able to withhold her sounds of bliss, small squeaks escaping here and there. She closed her eyes as Armas rutted her, embracing the soothing morning pleasure mixed with the excitement of her pokemon knot-deep in her pussy and mating with her. Unable to resist, Lynnette brought her arms up and around Armas to pull him down atop her, squeezing him tight for a moment before relaxing in the cuddle. She savored the excitement of his soft fur against her bare, naked skin, the sensation only adding to her arousal. Armas moved his lips down to hers, giving a tender lick against them, which earned a giggle from her as she opened her eyes.

"I love you, Armas," she said with sweet sincerity.

"I love you too, Lynnette," Armas reciprocated, his gaze communicating the same sentiment.

As the absol continued his relaxed pace of easing his cock in and out of his human, he drew in a deep breath of his own, sighing and relaxing his body atop hers. He nuzzled her cheek which got a squeeze in response. In that very moment, Armas could hardly imagine being anywhere else but with his girl, sharing such pleasure with her—taboo defied. He listened to her careful breathing as she kept her usual moans silent, finding great fulfillment in the evidence that he was bringing her such satisfaction.

"Please tell me you're close," Lynnette whispered in a pleasure-tensed voice.

"Are you going to cum?" Armas asked against her ear.

The plainly sexual words from her own pokemon sent a wonderful shiver through Lynnette. "Yes, and I... want you to cum... in me~" she said between breaths.

"I'll have to lick you clean after~" Lynnette said coyly, increasing the tempo of his humping.

"Yesss~" Lynnette hissed through her clenched teeth as she arched her back.

As she drew in a slow, shaky breath and her whole body tensed up, an intense pleasure enveloped Lynnette. She struggled to keep her moans suppressed, several of them escaping as Armas simply kept rutting her at a brisk pace. She moved her hands down to her absol's rump, hoping to coax him to knot her and cum as well, but he maintained his steady pace. The pleasure was nearly overwhelming, her tight pussy clenching again and again around Armas' firm cock.

Hearing and feeling his trainer cumming stole any reserved stamina away from the handsome absol. He kept going until the finish, though, eager to give his human a properly satisfying orgasm. When at last his shaft throbbed hard, he drew in a deep breath of his own and hummed a deep, rumbling moan of his own, his knot pressed firmly against Lynnette's vagina. It slipped in a moment later, tying with his woman and earning a vocal moan from her. He came hard into her warm inner walls, snuggling close to her and nuzzling her fervently. With her pussy clenching all around his throbbing, knotted cock, Armas settled into the perfect mutual satisfaction.

The exciting seconds seemed to match up to minutes, and when both trainer and pokemon had finished, they simply caught their breaths together. Lynnette's hands were still on Armas' furred butt, and she happily massaged his cheeks in slow, firm circles. Being free to fondle her attractive pokemon was a simple joy in life, one enjoyed by Armas as well as he lay completely relaxed atop his naked trainer.

"Do you want me to get up and lick you clean?" he asked in a drowsy voice.

"No," Lynnette responded without hesitation. "I want you to keep your knot inside me and fall back asleep."

Armas chuckled, giving Lynnette's cheek one final nuzzle before laying his head down beside hers. "Happily~"

One of the best parts about camping was that there was no pressure to wake up and start the day. In this case, it wasn't until nearly afternoon that the happy pair finally parted, only to enjoy a lazy exchange of oral as Armas licked his cum from his trainer's pussy and Lynnette sucked his sweet seed off of his length. It was far too easy to get distracted, and after Armas came in Lynnette's mouth and he gifted her another orgasm in return, Lynnette finally got dressed and exited the tent. The day wasn't quite as scenic as it had been at sunrise, but after such a wonderful morning with her beloved absol, neither of them could imagine a more beautiful day camping in the forest.