>you'd never been this nervous before a date
>not even for your first date
>you'd been dating Bon Bon for months
>but this time was different
>this time she knew
>she'd figured out weeks ago that you were hiding some secret kink you were ashamed of
>she'd been trying to tease it out of you ever since, with little success
>but on your date last Tuesday, she'd ambushed you
>she spent the whole evening toying with you
>swaying her off-beige flanks as she walked
>flicking her pink-and-blue tail to the side occasionally any time her rear was towards you
>of course, this meant you were a horny mess by the time you actually got to fooling around at her place that night
>that's when she got you
>in the middle of giving you the best blowjob of your life, she had stopped and threatened to send you home immediately if you didn't divulge what the kink you were hiding was
>not wanting her to stop, you eventually stammered out your answer
"Well, uhh... fuck. I-I've got this fetish, you see?"
>"Mmm-hmm?" she'd hummed against your dick, pushing you to continue
"Well, I like... I like mares' hooves. Like, a lot."
>she'd raised her eyebrows
>that was it
>then she'd gone back to work on your cock, not saying a word
>you reeled as you realized this mare had managed to get out of you in one evening a secret you'd kept to yourself ever since you first caught yourself zoned-out staring at your teacher's hooves at her desk as a colt
>and then it didn't come up again
>she'd been working on getting that out of you for weeks, but now that she knew she didn't say anything?
>you'd been afraid she was weirded out and was just trying to ignore it, so you didn't bring it up yourself either
>now it was Friday evening, and you didn't know what to expect
>you'd both been busy with work since then, but Friday was always date night
>but that also meant you hadn't really talked since admitting your fetish
>the only reason you were even sure she was coming is because her roommate had conspired in helping you set up your activity for the night
>apparently, some studio in Manehattan had started selling recordings of popular plays that could be viewed on magical projectors like the one the weather team used
>you had managed convince a pegasus on the weather team to let you borrow the projector, and although there wasn't an easy way to get your hooves on one of the recordings in Ponyville, Bon Bon's roommate had secured one for you on a recent trip to Canterlot to visit some old friends
>the plan was to go out to dinner, and then bring your marefriend back to your house to watch the recording and maybe cuddle
>she loved cuddling
>but now after all this planning, all you could think about was if she would look at you different now that she knew your secret
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>dinner was pretty normal
>you both talked about work, shared stories from the week
>Bon Bon complained about her roommate going through her stuff again
>the usual
>you'd taken her back to your home, where you'd set up the projector next to your sofa
>she was impressed with the fancy technology, of course
>surely you were the first coltfriend to ever think of this entirely original idea
>she climbed up on the sofa as you started up the recording and drew the shades to darken the room
>when you climbed on the sofa, she just sort of sidled up next to you
>not exactly cuddling, just sitting close enough that your flanks were barely touching as the video started
>weird, normally she'd have practically knocked you over to cuddle up beside you
>oh no
>she was being weird because of the hoof thing
>that had to be it
>you turn your attention to the video, dread filling your mind
>of course she wouldn't want to cuddle with some hoof-loving freak
>and that's when you feel a warm press against the side of your hoof
>her hoof
>her hindhoof is on yours
>she's positioned herself so that your bodies are still touching, but now her hindhoof is pressing against yours
>does that mean..?
>you look up at her face
>she's staring straight ahead at the video, but you can just barely make out a blush on her cheeks in the glow of the projector
>not wanting to ruin this, you return to watching the video yourself
>or try to at least
>it's difficult to concentrate when you can feel the warmth radiating off her hindhoof against you
>almost 40 minutes pass of trying desperately not to think how it feels when she occasionally shifts her body, sliding her hoof slightly along your leg in the process, as the movie continues
>you realize you've failed at this when Little Anon stirs and begins to expand out of your sheath
>shit
>even if she seems okay with something as tame as hoofsie, getting an erection just from her rubbing her hoof on your leg is fucking weird
>maybe she won't notice
>you glance in her direction
>Bon Bon is staring at you, blue eyes wide, surprise on her face
>she pulls her hoof away
>you blew it
"Bon Bon, I-"
>"Oh wow. I mean I know you said you liked hooves, but... wow. You REALLY like hooves."
>she blushes even harder than before, turning her cream coat practically solid pink, at least on her face
>trying not to look away from you, she leans over the edge of the sofa and stretches her foreleg for the projector, fumbling a bit in her attempt
>but after a second, she turns it off
>now the two of you are sitting in the dark on your sofa, your erection having ceased growing, but not retracting fully either
>you swear you could hear a pin drop in the brief silence as she just looks at you, obviously deep in thought
>probably deciding how best to tell you it's over
>you can't blame her, she had every right to be skeezed out by some loser who get an erection from thinking about a mare's hooves
>but then she starts to lean back onto the sofa, still looking at you
>she's lying with her head against one arm of the sofa now, with her hindhooves pointed toward you
>she lifts up a hindleg to you as you sit and stare in stunned silence, trying to process what she's doing
>"Um, here. I don't really know what to say to offer this to you."
"What?"
>real smooth, Anon
>"I'm trying to offer to let you play with my hooves. That's what you want, right?"
>you can only nod your head in shock as you realize what exactly is happening
>"Well go ahead. Kiss it or something. Isn't that what ponies who like hooves do? Kiss them?"
"Uh, yeah, something like that."
>you reach your forelegs to take hold of her outstretched hindleg, and lean in closer to her hoof
>getting to see it this close, you see that it isn't really that dirty, despite walking around barehoof all day
>however, you can feel the warmth it's shedding
>and then the smell hits you
>it's not unpleasant
>it smells slightly of sweat, not a sour sweat, but a bit heavier than typical for a day of walking around
>but mostly, it just smells like her
>she must notice that you've just been sitting here with her hoof right in front of your face not doing anything
>"Oh my gosh, I'm sorry. Do they smell bad? I didn't get a chance to shower after my morning workout and they might be a bit sweaty. I'm so sorry, do you not want to do this?"
>as soon as you hear that, you immediately press your lips against the edge of her hoof
>your hot marefriend just offered to let you play with her hooves, no way are you letting her get self-conscious about them now
>you look into her eyes, and your heart almost falls as you see the dominating emotion on her face being that of confusion
>but as you pull away from her hoof, you see the hint of a smile on her face and lean in for another kiss
>you begin kissing all along the outer ridge of her hoof, avoiding the frog for now
>as you continue, you see that hint of a smile turn into a full smile, before she leans her head fully into the arm of the sofa, content to let you enjoy yourself
>and that's when you decide to prod your tongue into her frog
>Bon Bon gasps and begins to sit up, almost pulling her leg out of your hooves
>clearly she wasn't expecting it to be that sensitive
>honestly, you weren't expecting that extreme a reaction either
>but you can't say you're disappointed
>as she looks at you, the look on her face telling you she's still trying to figure out what you did to elicit that feeling, you run your tongue fully along the underside of her hoof
>she squeaks as your wet tongue plays along her underhoof, and you begin alternating between full, slow licks along  the diameter of the hoof and quick, short laps that cause her to let out ticklish giggles
>as you do this, you also let go of her leg with one hoof, reaching for her other hindhoof
>you begin to gently rub the underside of her hoof, and she leans back fully again, simply enjoying your ministrations
>after several minutes, you switch hooves, moving to kiss and lick her still-dry hoof, and rubbing her now-wet hoof
>every time a lick or prod causes Bon Bon to let out another giggle or sigh, it's better than you could have possibly imagined
>and then, after a particularly slow lick around the circumference of her hoof, joined by a matching trace with your hoof on her other, you hear a quiet moan escape her lips
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>you can feel your dick throb, and look down
>sure enough, you're fully erect from all of this
>fucking freak
>but whatever, you can live with being a freak if it means getting to do this
>Bon Bon begins to sit up again, noticing you've stopped
>"Mmm, do you want help with that?" she coos seductively
>you're pretty sure you could cum right now after hearing that
>"Y'know, your playing with my hooves actually felt really good. Let me return the favor."
>she starts to pull herself up to position herself so her legs are by your cock
>she presses one hindhoof against one side of it, and you swear it's more pleasurable than anything else she's ever done
>or maybe that's just the fantasy talking
>but then she tries to get her other hoof on it
>she rests her other hindhoof on the other side, but then just kind of sits there, like she's trying to figure out what to do next
>you realize she's probably never done anything like this before, and is just making this up as she goes
>she tries to work her hooves up and down your shaft, but she's clearly inexperienced
>and, not that you'd ever say this to her, she already isn't the best coordinated pony
>after a couple clumsy attempts to get a rhythm going, one of her hooves slips off your penis completely, and she grunts in frustration
>"I'm sorry, I don't know if I can do this. I don't know what I'm doing."
"Don't worry about it, Bonnie, this has been amazing. We don't have to do this if you don't want to."
>"But I do want to, because I know you want this. Am I doing it wrong? Is there any easier way to do this?"
>you can see on her face that she's frustrated because she think's she's letting you down
"I mean, I know one way that's pretty easy, and doesn't involve a lot of work on your end, but you wouldn't really be as involved in the process."
>"Whatever, let's just do it. I want to do this for you."
"Alright then, here. Roll onto your belly."
>she rolls onto her stomach, her hindhooves stretched out behind her
>you take one of her hindhooves in each of your own hooves, and lift them slightly up off the sofa
>they aren't able to come up too far, but they can come up enough for you to straddle yourself over her legs so that you can prop her hooves against your hanging length
>as it is, your face is pressing into her back as you being to guide her hooves up and down
>it's not quite how you imagined your first hoofjob, but it still feels heavenly
>you can hear her breathing as she maintains the rhythm you're setting
>and as her spit-slickened hooves slide up and down your shaft, you begin to feel that familiar pressure
>a little sooner than you had thought
"Um, Bon Bon? Are you okay with me cumming on your hooves?"
>"Anon! I know I said I wanted to do this for you, but you know I hate getting cum on my coat."
>she's right, she does hate that
>but then, as you begin to get up and suggest you finish this some other way, she reaches her hoof up on her own to continue stroking
>maybe she didn't realize you were stopping before you crossed the point of no return
>maybe she just wanted to tease you and didn't notice how close you were
>maybe she was trying to push you over the edge
>but that's what she did
>that last brush of her hindhoof against your dick pushes you just past climax
>several ropes of hot semen shoot forth, coating Bon Bon's hooves and a decent portion of her legs
>a small amount even manages to get in her tail, adding a single streak of white to the candy pattern
>"Anon!"
>shit
>"You're gonna get it for that, mister."
>she flips herself back into a sitting position and loops her forehooves around your neck
>"I do all that hoof stuff for you, and you can't even keep my simple wish of keeping my coat clean?"
"I'm so sorry, Bon Bon, it was an accident, I swear."
>you look into her face, and notice that hint of a smile
>"Show me how sorry you are," she says as she pulls your face down towards her crotch
>could tonight get any better?
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>hours later, you and Bon Bon are cuddling on your sofa, your scents hanging in the air
>you've tried to get back to the movie, and are currently both curled under a blanket watching it
>suddenly, Bon Bon speaks over the movie
>"Do you like my hooves more than you like me?"
>what?
"What?"
>you shift to look at her face
>"Just, you seemed so enthusiastic playing with my hooves. More enthusiastic than I've ever seen you. I just, I don't know, was it just because they were hooves?"
"What? Bon Bon, no, of course not. I don't look at your hooves as separate from you. They're a part of you. Yeah, I like hooves, but I like your hooves so much because that's what they are, YOUR hooves. Hooves may be a part of the body I'm attracted to, but just like any other part, the best part about them is that it's a way to be intimate with you."
>she starts to smile again
"I'm not in love with your hooves, Bon Bon. I'm in love with you."
>she leans to your face and kisses you
>"I love you too."
>awwww
>"But I can't wait to exploit this to tease you all the time."
>of course
>"And if I ever see you looking at my roommate's hooves, I'm going have to punish you," she chuckles
"You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
>you meant that as a joke, but seeing the blush that arises on your face you realize something
>perhaps she's been hiding a kink from you as well
>guess you'll just have to find out