Title:           Sonata's Public Performance
Author:          Anonymous
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First Edit:      Thursday 4th of August 2016 09:18:45 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Thursday 4th of August 2016 09:18:45 PM CDT

>You are Anon, one of many teenagers in this town that attend Canterlot High
>At least you WOULD be at school if it wasn't Summer right now.
>Fuck yeah.
>You were currently eating lunch at one of those combination Pizza Hut and Taco Bell places.
>Alone, sadly, as all of your friends went out of town for vacation.
>But you weren't all that bummed, as you were playing Pokemon Go.
>That and you were enjoying the sights.
>A few booths down and within oogling distance, you spotted three of the FINEST looking girls you've ever seen eating together
>The first was this somewhat short girl with big, poofy orange hair, dressed in purple.
>She didn't have much in terms of boobs or butt, but that hair made you want to run your hands through it.
>Of course, seeing as she was a complete stranger and would probably scream rape the moment you tried leading to your arrest.
>Her eyes were enchanting, and from what little you could hear of it her voice was mesmerizing...
>All three of their voices had that effect, oddly enough.
>The second had purple hair tied in long twin tails, a seemingly permanent scowl on her face, and was dressed like a punk.
>She also had one of the biggest racks you've ever seen.
>Like, GODDAMN, those tits would be at least one handful each.
>Of course judging by her demeanor, if she noticed you looking she'd probably beat the crap out of you.
>The last one seemed the most approachable, given her perky smile as she chowed down on tacos with obvious glee.
>You could see where all those tacos went too, as evidenced by those wide hips of hers and the noticeably large posterior she was sitting on.
>She had long, blue hair, tied into a high ponytail.
>In other words, all three of them were WAY out of your league.
>That didn't mean you couldn't enjoy the sight while you could though, right?
>So as you ate your personal pizza and played on your iPhone, you snuck glances.
 
>It went like that for a few minutes, and your mind started to wander.
>As did your eyes.
>While all three were definitely bombshells, your eyes kept being drawn to the scowling purple-haired one with the huge breasts.
>She kinda reminded you of the goth kids you'd see smoking cigarettes or pot in the hidden corners on the school, only much better looking.
>She didn't wear all black either.
>Maybe you could talk to her?
>You were always one for hard-to-get girls if all the previous girls you've attempted to chat up were any indicat-OH SHIT.
>OH FUCKING SHIT.
>SHIT, SHIT, SHIIIIIIIT!
>The blue-haired girl noticed you staring at her friend!
>She made eye contact with you!
>Your head immediately snapped down back towards what remained of your food and your phone.
>Fuck.
>Well, there went your entertainment for the next few minutes.
>Hopefully, Blue Girl wouldn't tell her friends and just brush you off.
>Worse case scenario, you get publicly humiliated and further lose faith in humanity.
>Although to be fair, you never had much of that to begin with.
>More minutes pass.
>You're vaguely aware of someone passing by you, but you're too engrossed in your phone to glance.
>That changes a moment later.
>You feel something brush up against your shoulder, and you look up to see Blue Girl passing by holding a tray of what appears to be more tacos and a burrito or two.
>She's also looking back at you as she walks back to her seat.
>She fucking WINKS at you with a small smile before turning her head back towards her friends.
>What? Is this happening?
>Did a girl just intentionally get your attention?
>You find your eyes drawn towards Blue Girl as she sits back down and announces her new food to her friends.
>This seems to be routine for them, as Orange Girl and Purple Girl roll their eyes while replying with half-meant barbs about her weight.
>Blue Girl sticks her tongue out, and begins eating a taco.
>Except.. It's different.
 
>It's slow and methodical, the way she moves her tongue into the shell to get at what lies within.
>It's also making your pants tighter.
>Her eyes glance over to you with clear amusement present in them.
>Is she... giving you a show? You're lucky her friends don't seem to be paying attention to what she's doing at all.
>Her tongue darts inside the shell to get at the meat and vegetables.
>It's REALLY suggestive in a way that makes you more aware of your tightening crotch.
>It's also kind of funny when you think about it. Because "taco" eating. Ha!
>You notice her intentionally let some of the meat fall out of the shell and in-between her exposed cleavage.
>No way...
>While Blue Girl's breasts weren't as big as the Purple Girl's, they were certainly noticeable.
>Especially with her making no move to remove the meat now lying in between her tits.
>Jesus Christ.
>You cross your legs under your table to avoid having your rapidly expanding boner become obvious.
>She smirks at you, now finished with the shell, and begins actually eating it.
>Hot damn, you might actually have to ask her for her number at this rate.
>Not that you think she'd say no at this point.
>She picks up a burrito, which you notice is unusually thick.
>Almost like a..
>You gulp, your erection becoming painful.
>No way...
>Blue Girl smiles at you again, and you glance at her friends again to see if they aren't paying attention.
>They're still seemingly oblivious to this.
>Are you dreaming? Because you are NOT this lucky.
>She puts the tip of the burrito to her mouth, and you can see her tongue begin to swirl around it like it's a lollipop
>She closes her eyes and begins to suck lightly.
>You can just imagine her mouth around your dick instead of cheap fastfood...
>She takes the tip out of her mouth, and begins to move her tongue along the shaft.
>You look at the other patrons and the employees of the place.
>How are you the only one noticing this?!
>Not that you're complaining.
 
>You half consider running to the bathroom to have a quick jerk off to relieve the painful swelling in your lower extremities, but you don't want to miss a moment of this.
>You glance down at your phone.
>In fact....
>You subtly position your phone so the camera is pointed towards the show going on in broad daylight.
>When Blue Girl sees what you're doing, her eyes light up and she grins.
>She begins to suck on the tip again, but this time she seems to be reaching for something inside the burrito.
>A few seconds later, she detaches her mouth and you can see why.
>White sour cream oozes out of the burrito and onto her breasts.
>You are absolutely rock hard in a public restaurant, secretly recording a total stranger giving you a show you'll no doubt jerk off to countless times in the future.
>BEST. DAY. EVER.
>She puts her mouth back on the tip, and places her hand at the bottom of the other end.
>The finale, you think.
>Slowly, but surely, she begins to push it inside her mouth.
>It's smooth, and she doesn't bite down on it at all.
>It's like the easiest thing in the world for her.
>Are you dreaming? Because this is like something out of your wet dreams.
>When the last of the burrito disappears down her hungry gullet, she gulps and discreetly winks at you once again.
>Hot damn.
>"Ugh, you eat like a baby! You've got food in-between your tits!" Purple Girl speaks up, glaring at her friends but seemingly oblivious to everything else that just happened.
>Blue Girl's demeanor changes.
>Gone is the semen demon who got you near to bursting in public without anybody else noticing or even touching you.
>She blinks, as if this is news to her, and looks down into her chest.
>"Oh! Hey! How'd you get there?" She plucks the meat and sour cream out of her breasts to eat it like normal.
>Purple Girl scoffs, "I swear. We should put a bib on you or something."
>Blue Girl sticks her tongue out at her, "Hey! We don't put a leash on you when you beat people up!"
 
>The moment is gone, but your raging erection remains.
>Minutes pass, you stop recording, and you try to finish the rest of your food while ignoring the pain in your pants.
>Once again, you feel someone brush their hand on your shoulder as they pass you.
>You also see them leave a napkin note on your table.
>It has a phone number on it, and two words:
>'Call Me'
>You don't even need to look up to see who it is, but you do it anyway.
>You see the three girls leaving the fastfood place, but the Blue Girl glances back at you with a small smile and a wink.
>You grin, taking the number and putting it in your pocket for later.
>Like you said before.
>BEST. DAY. EVER.
>The End.