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"Fun fact, lion sex only lasts for a few seconds. They're worse than ponies. 
Even if you were a minuteman, she'd still be a hot mess when you were done."

>Be Anon
>Sitting by yourself in a Griffon bar.
>It's a 4 hour train ride plus a half hour walk away from home, but fuck if it's the closest place where you can get a steak and stout.
>Feels more like home too, the gloomier atmosphere, the smell of the grill in the back, the polished wood, the sticky floors, even the beer tasted stronger and hardier than pony cider ever could.
>The griffons leave you alone, rather than breaking into song or bothering you about being by yourself, another welcome change.
>The bartender, a beat up looking fellow named Logan, keeps your mug full so long as you keep bits on the counter, but was always good company.
>You and him told stories about your hometowns on slow nights.
>So you sit, you eat, you listen, and most importantly, you relax.
>You were seated at the counter, shooting the shit with Logan like you always do, when a good dozen griffons came in.
>They were loud and full of energy.
>Logan told you they were Lightning Gliders, some kind of sports team.
>You shrugged and he hurried off to take care of them.
>Tonight would be a listening night, it would seem.
>As Logan worked harder than the older bird was used to, you overheard a few of them at a table behind you.
>Bragging about women they slept with.
>That should be entertaining, you thought, and you popped another bite of steak in your mouth and let the rest of the noise of the bar fade into the background.
>"--this bitch was leaking. I'm talking puddle on the floor, that giant clit they got sticking out, whole nine!"
>Seems the green and white one banged himself a pony. 
>Wonder if someone at the trainstation is expecting a hippogryph soon?
>His friends were eating up, of course.
>In a way, so where you.
>"I kept her begging for a couple minutes till I blew her mind. She never had griffon before, she said, but fuck they take forever to finish. I had to lie about blowing my load cause that slut lasted forever!"
>...pardon?
>You snickered and sipped your beer.
>"You got something to say, minotaur?"
>Ah shit he heard you.
>His friends, a red-tailed hawk looking griffon and an eagle with purple eye shadow, looked at each other, then back to you.
>Christ, the last thing you wanted to do was fight one of these things.
>You might have a good foot and a half on them but they can fly and those talons look sharp as hell.
>That being said, if he thinks you're some kinda mythological maze badass you're not about to correct him.
"Just listening to your story. Kinda want to meet this mare, sounds like she has a lot of stamina."
>He snorted at you and glared.
>Dammit, beer stop talking.
>"What's so funny about that?"
>"The part where a pony lasted longer than you, I bet."
>The chick spoke up and socked the green one in the shoulder.
>He whined and rubbed where she punched him.
>You'd have to buy her a drink later for diffusing that.
>"It's not your fault, Dmitri. Pony women last forever because their men are all weaklings."
>....what?
>Don't laugh, Anon, whatever you do, don't laugh.
>The red one added and nodded toward you.
>"You have been with pony as well, minotaur?"
"Yea, I have a line at my door every morning. That's why I come here, to give my cock a break."
>It was kind of true, sorta.
>Not really.
>They laughed though, even the green one, and you joined them.
>"What's your name, stringbean?"
>Dmitri, the green one, asked. 
"Anon. You're Dmitri, right?"
>"Yup. This is Isaac and--"
>"Gilda"
"Good to meet you all. Logan said you play some kinda flying Rugby or something?"
>"Yea, but we suck."
>Isaac shrugged when the other two gave him a dirty look.
>"What? We lost by five goals."
>Dmitri shook his head but Gilda crossed her talons.
>"You two suck, I scored the only goal."
>"They emptied net to mock us."
>"Still counts."
>"Seasons over anyway. We weren't making it to the playoffs, nobody wanted to get hurt on the last day."
>"Excuses. Always excuses for our shit."
>Isaac got hit in the head with a worm and Gilda looked back to you.
>"So you gonna sit by yourself like a loser all night or you gonna join us, Anon?"
>Gilda nodded toward the empty chair.
>"Yea, I think Dmitri needs tips in the nest."
>"Ugh, phoenix's ass, like he can outlast one of those mares."
>You made your way over and sat down.
>On your way you caught Gilda sizing you up.
>Not sure if she's checking you out or making sure you weren't too big for her to knock out if she needed to.
>Didn't matter, you weren't winning a fight against three griffons.
>Not to mention, Logan would ban you from the place if you started one.
>Forget not having steak and potatoes anymore.
>"You remember her ass tattoo?"
>Dmitri rubbed his beak for a moment, then nodded.
>"Three balloons, I think. Bitch wouldn't shut up the entire time and--"
>Gilda did a spittake.
>"Dammit, bitch, control yourself!"
>Isaac quietly wiped himself off, while handing you a bunch of napkins to do the same.
>You followed his example but you couldn't believe who he was describing.
>It had to be a coincidence, right?
>"She have pink mane too? Smelled like a bakery?"
>Gilda was a little wide-eyed.
>"Yea, why you know her?"
>"She was the same pony who...err...helped me with my scones."
>Gilda suddenly looked uncomfortable.
"I know her too. She's from Ponyville."
>"Jeez, you too?! Don't tell me I had thirds then!"
>"Ugh, no!"
"Don't look at me. I dunno how you even kept her attention for more than five minutes."
>"Beats me. I was hanging out near the statue of King Grover and next thing I know we're rolling around in the straw."
>Fucking Pinkie Pie.
"I banged her friend though."
>You figured it was your turn to share a little.
>"She wasn't a pegasus, was she?"
>Gilda was suddenly staring at you.
>In the low light of the bar, you couldn't quite read her face.
"I think so? She was purple and had a horn too though."
>"Oh...I don't think I know that one."
>She looked relieved though.
>Interesting.
>"Well come on, Anon. Out with it! What happened?"
>Isaac offered you a worm and you declined.
"It's stupid saying it out loud, but I had only been in Ponyville a few weeks and she kept insisting I came over so she could study me."
>"Oh man, she's one of those?"
"Yea, and I fell for it. She's a freaking Princess, how was I supposed to know she was a shut in who read too many romance novels?"
>"Alright alright, come on, details. You ain't gonna sit there and tell us you banged a pony princess then talk about her book collection."
>"I think Anon ran out of there with his pants around his legs."
>Gilda smirked, her spirits back.
>That's good.
>Maybe she thought you were talking about someone else she knew?
"So, I'm in her basement, all my clothes are off, she's prodding me with what I later found out was a spoon."
>Isaac coughed, he was mid-sip when you mentioned the spoon.
"And next thing I know I've got two handfuls of her purple butt and I'm balls deep in her. She's calling me Starscream or something, I don't remember but it was killing the mood. So I'm going on for a good half hour and--"
>"Ha! Come on, Anon. We're not idiots"
"Hmm?"
>"Half hour? Really?"
>Gilda rolled her eyes and the other two laughed.
>"What actually happened?"
"What? I'm serious. By the time I was done she couldn't move and I was tired so I pulled out, put her in bed, and went home."
>Isaac and Dmitri exchanged looks that told you they still didn't buy it.
>Gilda, on the other hand, looked hungry.
>It made you a little uncomfortable but also intrigued.
>Maybe she believed you?
>Or maybe she wanted you to prove it?
>"So you think we're gonna believe that minotaurs have some kinda super-awesome sex stamina?"
>Oh right, Isaac and Dmitri were still here.
"Naw, not trying to say that. It's like when you drink too much and can't get over the hump, ya know?"
>"Not really..."
>"I think Anon has bad time perception, maybe. Don't minotaurs live for a few centuries?"
>"That would mean he thinks it takes less time, not more!"
>"What do you know about how much time it takes, Isaac, you never even slept with a mare!"
>"I don't put my dick in singing, dancing, peaceful--"
>You started to drown them out and turn your attention back to Gilda.
>She was looking at you with golden eyes, her gaze sharp like a predator.
>It made your heart beat harder in your chest.
>She smirked, as if she sensed your anxiousness, and turned her attention back to her drink.
>"They'll be gone in a minute."
>She winked, and sure enough Dmitri said something and Isaac was storming off.
>"Come on, I was kidding!"
>Dmitri took off after him, swearing up and down he didn't mean Isaac's actual mother.
>"Now that the kids are gone..."
>Gilda scooted her chair closer, her tail wrapping behind your back.
>"You telling the truth? I can't tell if you're lying."
"Who would lie about something that embarrassing?"
>"A good liar."
>She placed a talon dangerously close to your crotch and squeezed slightly.
>The tips of her claws pinched your leg.
>You willed yourself not to wince in pain, no way you'd give her the impression you were afraid.
>But fuck if being a little scared of her didn't make this hotter.
>"I still haven't figured out if I believe you or not. Buy me another beer and maybe I'll let you...demonstrate."
>She winked and you felt the puff of her tail slide under your shirt.
>You nearly tore your pants on her talon with how quickly you spun in your chair and called for another round.
>Gilda chuckled at your enthusiasm.
>"Settle down, Sparky, thought you got laid all the time."
"Never said that, and never with a griffon before."
>"Good, I like being someone's first something."
>Your drinks arrived, Logan didn't take your bits, and whispered 'good luck' as he darted back to the bar to handle the rest of the clientele. 
>What a cool guy.
>"Well, come on, it's a good ways to my place and unless you have wings under that shirt we're walking it."
>She took her drink, got out of her chair and made her way to the door. 
>You peeked at her rear as she pushed her way through the crowd.
>Holy crap, how did this keep happening to you?
>Not one to question good fortune more than once, you grabbed your mug and quickly followed.
>"Come on, dweeb! Keep up!"
>You put a little pep in your step and before you know it you were walking next to her.
"How deep in Griffonstone do you live?"
>"Eh, a mile, give or take. So you have at least that long to keep me interested."
>Great.
>Her tail whipped you right in the behind and you nearly yelped.
>"Don't worry, it won't be that hard. Never had a minotaur before either."
>Don't say 'i'm not a minotaur' like a fucking idiot.
>Be cool for once in your life.
"Well ya know, we're rare in these parts."
>"Uh-huh"
"Not many...ya know, mazes around."
>"Right."
"And ya know, the ponies don't like---"
>She was snickering.
"...you know I'm not a minotaur, don't you?"
>"Duh. No horns, no hooves."
"Then why'd you keep calling me that?"
>"It's fun watching you squirm a little."
>Christ.
"This better not be some kinda prank, hot wings."
>"If this was a prank, string bean, I could do better than 'come back to my place and show me how long you can fuck'. Don't read too much into it. I'm in heat, I don't wanna sleep around with a griffon or a pony, and you're in there bragging you can go all night. You're lucky I grabbed you before any of the other girls overheard. You ever seen griffons fight over a mate?"
>You shook your head.
"I've seen them fight over bits."
>"That's nothing. Ya know how ponies think griffons mate for life?"
>Another headshake.
>Also a sudden twinge of fear.
>"Hah! Wish I could save that look on your face forever!"
>She stuck her tongue out and closed an eye.
>You coughed and tried to hide whatever worry you had.
"I take it you don't?"
>"Course not. That's fucking stupid. But, ponies have seen two griffons fighting over a cock before and it ain't pretty. Think they came up with the 'mate for life' idea cause it made it less scary."
"Makes sense....I guess?"
>"Yea well, relax. I'm not looking to get tied down."
>Beat.
>"Unless you're into that?"
"Not on the first night."
>"Well look at you, Mr Confident, already thinks they'll be more than one night."
"That's...not what I--"
>"I know what you meant. Now come on, it's the one on the right."
>You followed Gilda to her house, passing a scone stand on the way.
>Guess she wasn't kidding about Pinkie helping her.
>Weird, you thought she was being sarcastic.
>"This is it. I know how many bits I got so if I find any missing expect to lose some teeth."
"You sure know how to talk dirty."
>"Yea, yea. You want romance and chocolates then go back to ponyville."
>You closed the door behind you. 
>She lit a lantern and nodded toward the bed as she hung it up.
>"I'll be right back. Lose any clothes you don't want me ripping off you."
>Her tail slid against your growing bulge as she slowly sauntered away.
>If there was an olympic medal for getting pants off in a hurry..
>You left your underwear on, but got under the covers.
>The bed was a little small for you, your feet poked out the other side.
>Like it really mattered.
>When Gilda came back, she smirked, climbing atop the bed and resting her body on yours.
>"Under the covers? How's that supposed to work, dweeb?"
"You ever hear of foreplay?"
>"Not tonight."
>You had no time to reply, she lifted her body and pulled the covers completely off. 
>Her wings spread open, like an eagle about to pounce on its dinner.
>Except her dinner still had underwear on.
>"Heh, I warned you about clothes."
>With a quick swipe of her talon, your boxers were gone, and your half-mast flopped against your pelvis.
>"That better not be it."
"Sharp claws near my cock don't make me hard."
>"Let's fix that then. You wanna see how wet I am?"
>Again, no time to answer.
>With a twist of her middle, Gilda was atop your stomach, her tight furry ass inches from your face. 
>She pinned you on your back with her weight while putting a wingtip on each edge of the bed.
>Her tail lifted and holy hell.
>Swollen, fur soaked, lips were just out of reach of your tongue.
>"Alright dweeb, you and I both know nobody wants a beakjob. So....do something else that'll get your dick working."
>She wiggled her ass, her glistening slit begging for attention.
>You grabbed her hips with your hands and squeezed, pulling her closer.
>Her musk taunted you from even this distance.
>You leaned forward, giving her a long slow lick.
>She groaned immediately, the bed creaking as her talons dug into the mattress.
>You breathed her musk in deeply when your tongue crested at the tip of her slit.
>It wasn't quite as strong as when a pony was in estrus but her moans made up for it.
>All from one lick, too.
>You could feel your cock begin to spring to life but her sex beckoned you to keep going.
>Sliding your palms on her rump, you used your fingers to open her lips.
>Velvety, soaked flesh stared back at you.
>And just at the bottom you could see the beginnings of her clits.
>Ponies really spoiled you, you hadn't had to actually find that little nub in awhile.
>"H-hey....you're cock it's haAAHHHH!!! FUUUUUUUUUCK!~"
>Shut up, you're in charge now.
>Your tongue darted right for her clit when she began, the tip swirling around the little nub.
>Her paws kicked suddenly, but your grip held her in place as you did the devil's work.
>She took handfuls of the sheets, making all kinds of sounds you couldn't even differentiate from cat noises, eagle noises, or just plain lustful shouts.
>It didn't matter, every one made your cock swell and pulse.
>You wanted her more and more with every lick, but more than anything you wanted to hear her finish.
>She cried out a name that definitely wasn't yours as you felt her inner walls quivering with release.
>That only emboldened you, and despite her pleas for you to fuck her, you kept up your pace with your tongue.
>Every shutter, every bit of that orgasm, you wanted to feel it against your bare skin.
>Fluid leaked from between her legs, most of it down your chin.
>Her wings flapped and she tried to pull away from your grips, tearing the sheets in desperation.
>Nope.
>Not yet.
>One more lick.
>With an expert twirl of the very tip of your tongue, you pushed her one last time over the edge, nearly taking a paw to the head for your trouble.
>You took that as your cue to finally release her hindquarters and let her recuperate.
>"Holy...holy shit, Anon!"
>She was panting, gasping, purring, the whole nine. 
>You leaned up and saw there were feathers everywhere.
>Her juices were all the way down your chest.
>Despite all your work though, you weren't nearly done.
"So you do remember my name afterall."
>You smirked, sitting up.
>Your cock throbbed and bounced, her eyes locked on it.
>"Sorry? Come on, don't tell me you're mad about that."
>You slipped off the bed, stretching, your back to her.
>"Not like it matters, I don't think I ever came that hard in my life! Griffon tongues suck and the only pony I ever had she was...a little inexperienced."
>Keep talking.
>You moved along the perimeter of the bed, watching her watch your dick.
>She still wanted it, but she was too worn out to act on it.
>But her ass and that tight little pussy were almost between you and the bed.
>"So what, silent treatment? Your loss, dweeb, I got what I wanted and then some."
"You know what I did to the last mare who called me someone else?"
>You leaned on the wall, thoroughly enjoying the confusion on her face.
>The dim lighting of the lantern cast an awesome shadow on you, making you look a lot more intimidating than you actually were.
>"You threatening me, stringbean? Think you and I both know I'd--"
"I fucked her till she forgot who he even was."
>For the first time that night, you saw a tiny glimpse of fear in her eyes.
>Not real fear, mind you, but the kind you get right before a roller coaster goes over the largest drop.
>Grinning, you grabbed the base of her wing and flipped her onto her back. 
>Her legs opened wide for you, she swallowed hard, but her eyes still stared hungrily at your cock.
"You're in trouble now."
>Even her purring stopped as you pinned both of her talons above her head.
>Her crest feathers puffed out, some final act of dominance your size alone put a quick end to.
>She was pinned below you, your weight alone enough to keep her there as you entered her.
>A shriek filled the room as every last inch of you penetrated her quivering lips, her back immediately arching.
>You closed your eyes and bit your lip, trying your best to focus on anything other than how warm and tight she was below.
>Even with all the prep work you did with your mouth, she gripped you like a vice, and you worried your boasting might amount to just that.
>Focus, you told yourself, think of all the terrible sex you've ever had. 
>Strange thoughts to want at a time like this, but you couldn't let your species down.
>Or whatever, mostly you wanted to wipe that smug look off her face.
>Your hips pulled back and thrusted in her again and again, every time she'd gasp and moan loader and louder.
>After about the tenth thrust she came, hard, her hips gyrating and bucking hard against your grip.
>She pulled an odd way and your cock felt like it was bent to the left for a split second.
>Normally that would be awful, completely throwing your rhythm off.
>Not tonight, tonight it was exactly what you needed to keep going.
>You wanted to keep going till your muscles were screaming.
>When she finished bucking against you, you pressed her wrists against the headboard and pushed every last inch of your length into her.
>You held it there, letting her catch her breath and open her eyes.
>"AHhh!! Ahhhnon!! Ohhhhhmmmm...I don't know if I...I..."
>You were still smirking.
>She was panting, but she kept looking down.
>She wanted more.
>You gave your hips another shove, she yelped and pulled her body closer to you.
>"No matter what I say....mmmmmffff, don't....don't you dare...stop!"
"My pleasure."
>With a wink, you released her talons and turned her around.
>Her chest was against the headboard, her talons digging deeply into the wood.
>You grabbed her wings and used them like handlebars to pull her ass into your hips, the damp fur and taunt muscle on her cheeks pressing against you lewdly.
>Her tail thrashed wildly when you pulled her all the way down, and just when you thought you might be being a little too rough, she demanded you fuck her harder.
>Griffons were so much wilder than ponies, or at least GIlda was.
>You obliged, as you had been all night, and thrusted upward as you pulled her body down.
>It took only three of those to make her finish again, and like the last time you slowed your movements down and let the orgasm come and go on its own.
>Her groans had a hint of frustration, the second time in a row she expected you to keep going hard and you backed off.
>She had to know you were doing it on purpose, mocking her body's endurance while denying her that thunderous orgasm she was craving.
>You slowed your stroke down to a crawl, barely lifting her off your cock before bringing her rear down.
>"T-tired...?"
>Admittedly, you liked when she tried to talk, especially when she tried to stay tough during all of this.
"Nope."
>"Fahhh...mmmff....Feels like it..."
"Let go of the headboard."
>She did so without a word, and you guided her body down.
>On her stomach, you slowly moved the both of you to the side of the bed, till your feet touched the floor.
>She looked back expectantly, panting heavily, each talon gripping as much fabric as they could.
>You grabbed her tail and held it up, while slipping another hand underneath her hips.
>With one fluid motion, you thrusted into her again, this time on a more downward angle.
>She liked that.
>So much so you're shocked the windows didn't shatter.
>Sheesh, you hoped she didn't have neighbors.
>"Deeper!!"
>She screamed and you happily gave her what she wanted.
>You wish there had been a clock in the room or something, you wanted to be sure she was getting everything she wanted.
>Her body shuttered, and this time you didn't tease her.
>When her muscles clamped on you, you forced your cock to move faster and deeper.
>Your hands gripped her rear and held her hips still as your own pounded against her ass.
>A second orgasm quickly followed the first, warmth and a guttural bellow from Gilda your proof.
>Maybe even a third, it was hard to tell with how fast you were going and how wet she was down there.
>She yelled for you to stop, but you knew she didn't mean it. 
>All the taunting, teasing, heck even her calling out the wrong name might have been to provoke you.
>She made no effort to hide that she was using you, something about being in heat or whatever.
>Even if that was a lie to justify dragging you to bed after only knowing you for an hour, you didn't care.
>It's not like you weren't enjoying the exercise.
>"I!!! !III I can't!!! faahhh--fuck!! Anhhnnnonnn!! I can't!! AHHH!! cum again!!"
>Sure you can.
>You slipped a finger under her thigh and pressed around where her clit was.
>Something round and stiff started to rub against the underside of your cock, and almost instantly her breath caught in her throat.
>One more time, you thought, the additional friction on your length causing your head to begin to twing and tingle.
>Don't cum, you willed yourself, clenching your rear and closing your eyes.
>Make her finish one more time.
>Squeezing your finger a littler harder against her flesh, you grunted loudly, and somehow that primal sound sent her careening over the edge for the who-the-hell-knows time that night.
>You think you heard the sound of a mattress spring snapping as you began to get close.
>You were getting physically tired, your own endurance in a race with your building orgasm to see who could give in first.
>Letting yourself lay atop her, you slowed your pace slightly, focusing on rubbing the underside of your cock against her slippery walls.
>Through gasps and moans, she managed to blurt out a line that practically flipped a switch in your loins.
>"After...all that....you better...fill me up...or so help me...I'll suck every drop out.."
>She spoke much less intimidating and demanding then you were used to, the powerful griffon reduced to a trembling mess below you, but somehow those words were exactly what you needed to push you past the point of no return.
>You felt the familiar tingling feeling in your length, followed by an intense surge from below your glans.
>Holy crap this was gonna be---
>You moaned, you grunted, you clenched your teeth and squeezed your eyes shut as the first spurt of hot cum shot from your length.
>She moaned with you, her body far too spent to orgasm with you, but you came again and again, your pumping slowing as you satisfied her last demand of you.
>With one final hilt, you rolled off her, your cock sliding free and flopping against your stomach as you flopped onto your back.
>Both of you laid there, panting, swearing when either of you had the energy to talk, the whole room smelling of sweat, griffon musk,damp fur and loose down.
>"...you...weren't kidding..."
>Gilda gasped, rolling on her back next to you.
>Neither of you were in the mood to do anything but try to keep yourselves from passing out.
>Besides, Gilda didn't strike you as the snuggle after sex type.
>"I...this...this needs to happen...more...and often..."
>A talon lazily landed on your chest, running its sharp digits along your abs.
"Listen to...Ms. Confident....thinks they'll be more than one time..."
>She chuckled weakly.
>"Listen to you....thinks he has a choice..."
>She turned her head to you.
>"Remember what I told you...bout griffons fighting over mates?"
>You nodded weakly.
>"To get fucked like that...you don't wanna know what I'd do to whoever tried to keep me from it."
>She smirked.
>Even though you knew her for barely a night, something inside you knew she was serious.
>What did your pride get you into this time?
>With a labored groan, she reached for the nearby lantern and twisted the knob till the light went out.
>"Get some sleep, Anon, I still have some other terrible lovers I need help forgetting in the morning."
>With one last wink, she rolled on her side and was snoozing not a minute later.
>So much for catching the early train in the morning.

- End