7/16/13

>Anon awoke, staring into a pool of vomit, an empty bottle of Wild Pegasus whiskey lay beside him.
>He looked around in the darkness of his home, and saw a little bat pony stumbling around.
>A stinging sensation from his neck prompted him to scratch in his daze.
>Feeling two sore punctures, he stopped abruptly and looked at his hand.
>It was smeared with dried and coagulated blood.
>The gears turned slowly, He had a nasty hangover to deal with, but Anon started putting two and two together. 
>A drunken Echo stumbling around mere feet from him, and two fang like punctures on his neck. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what had happened.
>Anon felt violated, like when your coworker steals your food even when you wrote your name on the container. 
>His anger could’ve burned down the everfree forest. 
>How dare she drink his blood! She was gonna pay for every drop! He was going to make sure of that.
>He yelled out to her, getting her attention. 
“Hey you bitch! You think you can drink for free? Well, you’ve got another thing coming!”
>Anon ran full speed at the drunken Echo as she desperately tried to flap her wings
>She could just barely hover enough to be level with an open window, but she couldn’t coordinate with Anon’s, alcohol infused, blood impairing her motor skills.      
>Catching her by a hoof, Anon pulled her back down to the ground. 
>She cowered on the ground in the shadow of Anon’s fury. 
>His eye twitched in madness as he went to reach down and pick her up, but she broke down into tears before he could reach her.
>“P-please don’t hurt me! I-I’ll do anything!”
>Anon stopped, and tried to make sense of the slurring batpone. 
>The edges of his mouth curled into a devious grin.
“Anything?”


>Realizing what she had just said, Echo gulped.
>Anon stared briefly into her eyes pondering on whether or not to take her offer.
>He was just going to have the local guards take her to jail for breaking in, but why should they get all the fun?
“Well?”
>Biting her lip, she could see she was in quite the predicament.
>Her friends and family had always told her not to end up with an angry pony standing over her, and NEVER drink from a drunken pony.
>She had done both, but thought a human’s blood would be different.
>Sadly mistaken, she tried her best to pull her offer off the table.   
>“Ha…ha, I was just kidding!”
>Anon, wasn’t going to give up a golden opportunity that easily. Besides, he would never harm somepony, but she didn’t know that.
“Too bad, I guess I’ll have to call the local guard. I'm sure you'll do just fine in jail.”
>Echo got wide eyed and suddenly had a change of heart.
>“F-fine, as long as it gets me out of j-jail.”
>Smiling, he picked up the slurring batpone, took her to the couch, and sat her down on her back.






>Getting on his knee’s he was face to face with her pussy. 
>Anon ran a finger around her lips as she whimpered softly.
>Circling his tongue on her clit, her pussy began to wink. 
>Smiling, he slowly slid his finger inside her warm, tight, wet slit.
>Her marehood beckoned him to stay as it massaged and stroked his finger. 
>Echo moaned loudly as Anon ate out the mare while rubbing her clit. 
>Her pussy clamped down on his fingers like a vise as she orgasmed for the first time.
>When anon was able to free his hand a gush of Echo’s fluids drenched his couch cushion’s.
>Panting, Echo drunkenly rolled over onto her stomach. 
>Anon stood up, walked over infront of Echo, and whipped out his throbbing dick already dripping with sticky precum.
“Suck this.”
>Wasting no time she took it, licking from base to tip several times, and then deep throated his length.
>She came up for air a few times, but continued sucking and slurping his dick like the little slut she was.
>A sharp prick on Anon’s dick made him stop pull away to look at his pulsating rod.
>Small but tender scratches in a sensitive spot would have made him mad, but Anon doesn’t get mad he gets even.
>Without saying a word, Anon picked her up by her tail and repositioned Echo much to her slurred protests.
>Anon didn’t care, he was going straight for the prize and there wasn’t anything that could stop him.



>Up and down he moved along her begging lips, Anon smiled. 
>Slowly, he thrusted until he was balls deep inside her, and then began slow until he built up some speed.
>Echo had jumped a little at first, but as pleasure flooded her body, she began moaning, tongue hung out, and face flushed, she was enjoying every bit of it.
>Warm velvet, pouring juices, her vaginal muscles gripped and massaged his dick, with each thrust.
>She cried out in ecstasy as Anon’s pace began to relax. 
>“Harder! Faster!”
>Echo’s nethers burned as Anon pulled her frizzed ponytail. 
>Suddenly, Anon pulled out leaving her panting and upset.
>She was nearly finished! Why did he just stop out of nowhere?
>Echo looked back at him, Anon had a devious grin, but didn’t say a word.
>“Don’t stop now, I’m almost finished! Just a little more! ”
>Amused with her begging and feeble attempts to satisfy herself with a hoof, Anon decided to give her what she sought, on one condition.
“You like this?” 
>Anon circled his rock hard cock around her dripping pussy, she practically purred.  
“Apologize and promise to never do this again, or else…”
>He stopped and waited until she gave her undivided attention to him.
“…I won’t let you finish.”
>“I promise! I promise! I promise! Now please, stick it back in!”
>She had suffered enough, Anon parted her lips and resumed his rhythmic thrusting.
>Anon could feel her getting tighter and tighter with each thrust until he could barely move.
>Echo was uncaring as she cried out, her entire body shaking from the multiple hoof curling orgasms.
>Deep within him, Anon felt a massive pressure building until he could no longer hold it.
>One final thrust with all his strength he thrust as far as he could go and spurted his seed into the writhing mare.
>He pulled out and lay beside Echo watching the hot sticky cum slowly flow out of her madly winking slit. 

 
>Anon picked up the pony, walked her to the door, and sat her outside. 
>He didn’t want to wake up with more bite marks on him, nor deal with her any more than he had.
>Echo drifted off to sleep in the middle of Anon’s yard. 
>Outside a little time passed before a sobered up Echo awoke to the sun slowly coming up over the horizon.
>Flapping her wings, she began to fly away, back to her home.
>She took one last look at the house that contained her human sex god, and bit her lip.
>One day soon she’d go back, not to drink, but she made up her mind that she’d make it up to Anon somehow, especially after how good that sex was.

Fin