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</div><h3><span class="mw-headline" id="A_Busy_Mayor_.28NSFW.2C_Mayor_Mare.29">A Busy Mayor (NSFW, Mayor Mare)</span><a href="A_Busy_Mayor_(NSFW,_Mayor_Mare)#/editor/1" title="Edit section: A Busy Mayor (NSFW, Mayor Mare)" data-section="1" class="edit-page icon icon-32px icon-edit enabled">Edit</a></h3><div>
<div dir="ltr" class="mw-geshi mw-code mw-content-ltr"><div class="gettext source-gettext">&#160;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Above your head you could hear the mechanisms in your ceiling fan grind and rub against each other as it slowly spun around</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It wasn't quite fast enough to make your office temperate, but during this time of the year keeping a room cool with anything other than a modified refrigeration spell was next to impossible</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Still, the fan at least kept the warm air moving, which gave you some relief</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Every single paper on your desk, from notice slips to building permits to newly drafted regulations and laws that had just come down from Canterlot, were all strategically placed under pencils and staplers and various other papers weights to keep your fan from blowing them away</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Every minute or two a paper would rustle, but this wasn't your first rodeo</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hadn't lost a slip of paper in years and you weren't going to lose one now</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Leaning back into your chair, which creaked in protest under your weight, you closed your eyes</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For a few moments you just enjoyed the feeling of the warm air tickling your slightly sweaty fur as you breathed in deeply</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The smell of old paper and ink was in the air, as was the stink of vintage carpet and varnish that had been ever-present companions of this room since you had taken office twenty odd years ago</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That, along with the scent of blood, sweat, tears, and diplomacy, was the usual fragrance that you had come to expect whilst sitting in this office</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But there was a new smell that tickled your senses today</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was so mild that most wouldn't have even noticed it, but a trained nose like yours could pick it up as sure as sugar</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was a familiar stench; a heady, musky, hot, almost sweet smell</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Arousal</span><br />&quot;Yeah... Just like that hon...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your arousal</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You are Mayor Mare</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And today you finally managed to talk your husband Anonymous into indulging a very specific kink that you've wanted to do for a very long time now</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were splayed out on your chair, a big old smile on your face</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your necktie was undone slightly, and your usually tied up mane hung loosely around your withers</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;One of your hooves rested on your desk, the other was pawing at your husband's hair as he nuzzled your inner thigh with a cheek</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He might have complained about having to fit his large body underneath your admittedly tiny desk, and sure, you could have just locked your door and let him do this in a more comfortable position, but you wanted to do this RIGHT</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Some of the greatest politicians who ever lived have had gorgeous stallions eat them out underneath a desk</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Who the buck were you to go against tradition and try it another way?</span><br />&quot;Oh yeah... Oh, is this bucking hot...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anonymous, ever the tease, was taking his sweet old time</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Even though he was a little upset about being crammed between your legs like he was he wasn't the type that half-assed things</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When he ate a mare out he ATE a mare out</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He liked to go slow; nuzzle and kiss and lick your thighs, turn your breathing ragged and shallow</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He wanted to see you make faces, wanted to hear you gasp and moan</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He wanted to make you want nothing more than to wrap your back legs around his head and squeeze that head of his until his nose was buried inside you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And sweet Celestia above did you love him for it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your legs, at that moment, were rested on either side of Anon's head</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His hands were digging into your hips, kneading your cutiemarks</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could feel his lips graze the the fine hairs on your inner legs, then above your marehood, then right above your teats</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His kisses were quick, light, but even once in awhile he'd linger for a few moments, really press down until you could feel his canines pressing down against your sensitive flesh</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And, as he did all of this, his gaze didn't leave your face for a moment</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His beautiful green eyes were sharp and focused</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He was watching your face closely</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Seeing what you liked, adjusting his technique to better please you</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And holy horse apples did it get your blood PUMPING</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You shivered, trying, and very much failing, to contain your enjoyment</span><br />&quot;You like l-licking up that c-cum, don't y-you, you d-dirty boy?&quot; you cooed, a low, husky hum escaping the back of your throat<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anon said nothing, only raising an eyebrow as he leaned up and rubbed his cheek against your teats</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hissed, your hips bucking as you felt his soft, smooth skin against against those hard, sensitive nubs</span><br />&quot;OhmyCelestia!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;A part of you wanted to continue with the dirty talk, maybe flesh out a little scene where he was the bright-eyed, eager young intern that would do ANYTHING you asked, but you couldn't</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The moment that your husband, your Nonny, had entered through those doors he had been the one in control</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He knew it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You knew it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The birds perched on the tree watching through the window knew it</span><br />&quot;A-ah~&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;And that was fine</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Fine as sweet, sweet wine and amazingly sexy</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your heart was pounding in your ears with each little kiss</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You couldn't hold still</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your other hoof had left the table to also rest of Anon's head</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were biting your lip so hard that you could taste blood and your glasses hung awkwardly on your nose</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;All he had been doing was kissing, and he hadn't even TOUCHED your cunny, but already you were about to lose it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And still he looked up at you, his green eyes shining</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When you got home you were going to give this wonderful, caring, loving stallion the night of his life, even if it KILLED you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;M-Muh earth pony stamina &gt; HMD</span><br />&quot;I l-love you so much, h-hon,&quot; you murmured in between pants. &quot;I l-love you-- o-oh!~&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;A flash of pink darted out of your husband's mouth, and you could feel it run parallel to your marehood</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your back legs clamped around his head with no small around of force as you opened your mouth and quietly began to scream</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ohthisbuckingcoltisgoingtobethedeathofyou!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Don'tscream!DON'T SCREAMDON'TSCREAM!WHATEVERYOUDODON'TSCREAM!</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could feel his tongue drag against your fur, lapping up sweat and cum with each passing</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As with the kissing, his pace was leisurely and thorough, almost as if he was bathing your lower half with his tongue</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He cleaned your thighs, he teased your lower belly and teats, the cleft of your marehood, all the while his grabbers did what they did best</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were breathing heavily now</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sweat was dripping down your body and off your nose</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your mane felt frazzled</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wanted him to stop teasing, to get on with the show</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You wanted to feel that little tongue slip inside of you, taste your essence from the source</span><br />&quot;Hmm~&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your back legs were tightened around Anonymous's head, praying that would get him to hurry things along</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Seeing, and feeling, your thighs mashed up against his cheeks, holding him in place like this...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This curd right here was the BEE'S KNEES!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A low whine escaped your throat as you looked up at your door then back down at the GREATNESS before you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anon grinned even as his tongue danced around your marehood, so agonizingly close yet so far</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your grip around his head tightened just hair</span><br />&quot;Anon, honey. PLEASE,&quot; you whispered. &quot;PleasepleasepleasePLEASE!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Kissing the space where your left leg met your hindquarters, Anon gave your rump a playful slap before leaning forward slightly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He was looming over your marehood now</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could feel his hot, moist breath on your puffy, aching lips</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You began to paw at his head vigorously when you saw his tongue slip between his soft, full, pink lips</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Another eager hiss escaped you as your body curled in upon itself just as Anon--</span><br /><br />CLICK!<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You froze, as did your husband</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your gaze snapped up at your door just as the knob began to turn</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Looking back down between your legs you looked at a now wide-eyed Anonymous, whose tongue was still dangling out of his mouth</span><br /><br />Creeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaakkkkkkkkkkkk!<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ohbuck!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Codeblackcodeblack!</span><br /><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Horseapplesisabouttogodown!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Somepony'sbuckingcoming!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Gottagobuckingfast!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As the door began to open you became a flurry of movement</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your glasses were pushed up your nose, you scooched your chair up so you were sitting properly at the desk, you ran a hoof through your mane, and you did your best to wipe the sweat from your face</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A horn poked through the crack in the door just as you grabbed a random piece of paper, sending the paperweight holding it down, along with a stack of other documents, to the floor below</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Quickly grabbing a quill, you began to scribble nonsense on the... new tax reform policy</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Buck</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just look busy...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just look busy...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Try to look like you've actually been doing work and that you're alone and your husband isn'tunderthebuckingtableohshityou'reinsomuchbuckingtrouble!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A white muzzle now poked through the door as you quietly cleared your throat and did your best to compose yourself</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Why hadn't your secretary said that she was letting somepony in?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That was her job!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You bought her an announcer thingy and everything!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When this was over you were going to give her SUCH a boop--</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Good afternoon, Mayor.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could feel your ovaries leap into your stomach as PRINCESS MOTHERBUCKING CELESTIA poked her head into your office and gave you a BUCKING SMILE</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;BUCK, BUCK, BUCKING, HORSE APPLES, CUNTING, CELESTIA DAMNED BUCKING, HORSE FEATHERS, MOTHERBUCKER!!!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Calling upon all of your years of being a politician, you smiled back</span><br />&quot;O-Oh! Hello there p-princess!&quot; you chirped just a little too loudly, setting down your quill. &quot;What are you doing--I mean, what brings you in my neck of the woods?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pleasejustbeheretosayhello</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pleasejustbeheretosayhello</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Please--</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I was actually here to see if you had anything that you wished to be seen by the court,&quot; the princess said, opening your door and stepping inside. &quot;I was in town to see how my old student was doing so I thought it would be--&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She stopped in the middle of your office suddenly</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her small, majestic smile was replaced with a frown, and if you didn't know any better you would have said that her brow furrowed</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Though you continued to smile on the outside, you were bucking screaming your head off on the inside</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were bucked</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She knew that you had somepony underneath your desk</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;She could smell your stank</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Were her nostrils flaring?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Was she--</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It is a little warm in this room, is it not?&quot; the princess asked, looking around your office casually</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You jumped, giggling nervously</span><br />&quot;W-Well, it is a very warm day o-outside, your highness! I've been running my f-fan all day but for most of the m-morning the sun is pouring through my w-window! So it g-gets a little hot in here until around d-dinner time.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Princess Celestia looked toward your window as you pointed it out</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her head cocked to the side for a few moments, as if she were debating something, before she turned her attention back toward you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Is something the matter, Mayor?&quot; she asked. &quot;You seem a little... nonplussed.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You laughed again, and it sounded shrill and desperate even to your ears</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were SO going to get banished...</span><br />&quot;Oh, everything's fine, everything's fine!&quot; you insist with a wave<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia's eyes narrowed</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Are you positive?&quot; she asked, taking a step toward you. &quot;Though I do not come to Ponyville as much as I would like I still very much consider us friends, my dear. So if there's anything wrong please don't hesitate to speak to me about it, whatever the issue may be.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh there's something wrong filly...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh sweet Luna's flaming teats there's something wrong...</span><br />&quot;It's just this heat. It's got me all FRAZZLED! You know how it is I'm sure.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You leaned forward, casually resting your elbows on your desk top</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Don'tyoubuckingBREATHAnonmomma'sgonnasavethisshit!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia stared at you for a few moments longer, humming quietly to herself, before nodding</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;If you're absolutely positive...&quot;</span><br />&quot;I can assure you that I'm perfectly fine, Celestia.&quot;<br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Though the princess didn't look all that convinced, she didn't press the matter</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her smile came back to her face as she took a deep breath</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Very well then. But if the heat has you so bothered then allow me to cast a few spells on this building before I leave to make your workplace a little more bearable.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your smile became a little more genuine</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were going to get away with this shit!</span><br />&quot;Well, I'd really appreciate it if you--GAH!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;A warm, moist burst of air blew over your marehood, sending a wave of VERY unexpected pleasure racing up your body</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your hips bucked wildly at the sensation, which nearly threw you out of the chair</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;To counteract the movement your hooves snapped down and clasped the arms of your chair so hard that you were legitimately surprised that they didn't snap in half</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;To top it all off, you also found yourself kicking your desk in surprise as your eyes widened</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;ASIWALKTHROUGHTHEVALLEYOFTHESHADOWOFDEATHMYTAILSHALLBERAISEDBECAUSEIHAVEALADYBONER!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia twitched at the sudden noise</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Are you well, Mayor?&quot; she asked, taking another step forward as you desperately tried to sit back up in a proper sitting position</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You failed because a certain HUMAN was holding your rump so that you couldn't move it</span><br />&quot;I'm fine! I'm fine!&quot; you said, laughing once again. &quot;It's just that, that... MY KNEE! My knee! I hit my knee against the desk! That's it!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You nervously giggled before quickly looking underneath the desk</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;WHATTHEBUCKWASTHATCOLTDOING?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anon stared back up at you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His green eyes were sparkling in amusement, and he had a smile on his face that you didn't particularly like</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh horse apples...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You knew that smile..</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;YOU. KNEW. THAT. SMILE!</span><br />&quot;N-Now, what was it that you said before? You wanted t-to see if I had--&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;A tongue, small but strong, ran up the length of your marehood SLOWLY</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your mouth twitched, but for the most part you managed to keep yourself composed</span><br />&quot;--If I had a-anything that the court's n-needed to see...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anon's fingers dug into your flanks, kneading the fat and muscle in a way that made you want to melt</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His thumbs were always caressing your cutiemarks, drawing little circles as he began to tug and pinch at your fur</span><br />&quot;J-Just give me a moment! I'll see if I have anything here for you.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you began to leaf through the papers on your deck you realized that you were in quite the pickle</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You couldn't look down at Anon for too long without alerting the princess that somepony was underneath the desk</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You couldn't push him away from you since he was already as stuffed underneath that desk as he was going to get</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You most certainly couldn't SAY anything to him; THAT was a given</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anonymous had free reign to do whatever he wanted without a single repercussion</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You couldn't do or say anything; the only thing that you COULD do was just sit there and take it and try to look like everything was normal and there WASN'T a stallion underneath your table molesting you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;B-Buck</span><br />&quot;S-So, how's the court, Celestia? Are the n-nobles behaving?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The princess smiled just as Anon planted a kiss on your lips, humming quietly while he didoirntglnlknfe!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Actually, the royal court has been oddly calm lately,&quot; the alicorn said as you tried not to scream or bang your hoof against the table</span><br />&quot;O-Oh?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Around this time of year many of the more... difficult ones are off in their villas enjoying the summer sun, so there hasn't--&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Lips, tongue, and teeth toyed with your lower half</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;One moment you'd feel a tongue sliding across your mound</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The next you'd feel teeth gently pulling on one of your lips</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After that the tongue would busy itself by cleaning up the cum and the sweat and the spit that covered your legs and your pussy</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your breath was starting to quicken</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could feel your legs twitching no matter how much you commanded them not to</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was becoming difficult to keep the carefree mask on your face</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were beginning to close control of yourself</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Each lick, each kiss, each every little thing that Anon did, brought you closer to ruin</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your eyes darted down toward your husband</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His face was coated in your fluids</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He was no longer looking at you, keeping his attention focused on the task in front of him</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You watched, two parts bone-chilling terror and one part satisfaction, as his tongue spread your lips to reveal the tender pink flesh underneath</span><br />&quot;B-Buck...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Excuse me, Mayor. Did you say something?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Jumping again, you quickly assured her that you, in fact, hadn't said a darned thing thank you very much you didn't say it like that before you went back to fruitlessly pawing at the papers in front of you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were going to KILL this colt when the princess left</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were going to give him such a talking to that he'd never--</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A pair of soft lips brushed against your sensitive button</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You twitched, sucking in a lungful of air as your eyes crossed</span><br />&quot;Hfkgnfl.&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;A barrage of kisses, everyone of them as light as a feather and quick as lightning, were then placed up and down your marehood, then around it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When the princess looked away for a moment you quickly brought a hoof down and slapped your crazy stallion on the head</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When he looked up at you, an unamused frown on his face at being interrupted, you began to angrily mouth words at him</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;What the BUCK was he doing?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Had he lost his bucking mind?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The princess was RIGHT THERE!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;IF HE DIDN'T STOP HE WAS GOING TO GET THE TWO OF YOU BUCKING ARRESTED!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;OR WORSE!</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;So how has your husband been doing, Mayor? Has he gotten himself into any trouble lately?&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Another teasing lick, not hard enough for his tongue to slip into you but hard enough that IT WAS SO BUCKING CLOSE, made you shiver</span><br />&quot;Husband? Anon? O-Oh he's fine! FI-NE! Wonderful even!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;A hum drifted up from between your legs to your ears, which was then followed by a very loud, very wet, very lewd kiss</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your ears perked up for a moment before, still smiling at Celestia, you clamped your legs around your husband's head as hard as you could</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There was a wet, but thankfully muffled, slapping sound as your thighs slapped against the sides of his head</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Whatthebuckwashedoing?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;SHEWASGOINGTOBUCKINGHEARHIM!</span><br />&quot;He's actually in the process of finding somepony to build an extension on our house if you can believe it!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You laughed again, all the while twitching and tensing and trying not to moan</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Though you were holding Anon in place as best as you could, your human was a crafty SOB</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Using your excitement as lubrication, he forced himself forward slowly by wiggling his head back and forth</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His pace was slow but, as the minutes ticked by he managed to work himself forward inch by inch</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;No!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;BADANON!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;BAD!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;BA--</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A low whimper escaped your throat when you finally felt his lips brush up against your lower ones</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After this you weren't going to need to use hair dye anymore</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This colt was turning your bucking hair greyer by the second!</span><br />&quot;I-I told him that o-UR! house was big en-OUGH! but you know how stallions are. Once they get some-THING! into their heads you need a stick of dynamite to get it--ha, ha, HAAAAAA!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your husband's tongue pushed against your marehood, wiggling back and forth</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You tensed, trying to stop it, but it was no use</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That tongue parted your lips and slipped inside, where it then began licking everything within reach</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And, since this wasn't the first time your husband's been between those legs of yours, he knew where exactly to lick</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;EXACTLY</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You hunched forward, slamming your hoof against the desk</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Princess Celestia jumped in surprise, looking at you in alarm</span><br />&quot;A SPIDER!&quot; you screeched as your glasses fell off of your nose and onto the table. &quot;I SAW A SPIDER!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anon's grip on your rump was iron-tight</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could feel his cheeks tickling your thighs as he tried to push himself deeper and deeper into you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His tongue and lips teased and kissed and licked in ways that made a mare's heart weak</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His pace was no longer slow or careful</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was impatient, aggressive, hungry</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It didn't seem like he gave a horse apple if the princess heard him either</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could hear his tongue wetly sliding against your cunny</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The sounds of him kissing and humming were loud and clear</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Even the sound of his cheeks rubbing against your shaking, sweat-soaked thighs could be heard as clear as day</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He no longer wanted to build up your pleasure</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He wanted to force you over the finish line</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;He wanted you to cum, to soak his face with your excitement, to drink you</span><br />&quot;Buckkkkk....&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The chair squeaked as you leaned back, panting quietly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A part of you wanted to give into the madness</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;To place a hoof on top of your husband's head and start grinding yourself against his face until you were screaming</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But you held back</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;YOU. BUCKING. HELD. BACK!</span><br />&quot;N-NOW! LETS SEE IF W-WE CAN FIND SOME PAPERS FOR YOU! WOULDN'T WANT TO KEEP YOU HERE ALL DAY NOW WOULD WE?! HAHAHA!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your hooves were shaking now as you frantically pawed at every paper within hooves reach</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The cold, mind-numbing terror that had made its home on your belly the moment the princess had come through that door was being replaced with excitement</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Right in front of you was the most powerful mare in the world</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The littlest thing that she did caused ripples which changed the lives of every pony, gryphon, dragon, and what have you in not only this kingdom, but the whole world</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If she but said the word you'd never, EVER see the light of day again</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And there you were, sitting there with your husband's tongue wedged deep inside of you, trying to act like nothing was out of the ordinary</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was exciting, it was scary, but most of all it was arousing</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You needed to get the princess out of here</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You needed to get her out of her RIGHT NOW</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;RIGHT</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;NOW</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Suddenly, your husband's tongue tickled a particularly sensitive bundle of flesh</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Before you could so much as twitch his tongue slipped out of your marehood and began teasing your little nub</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;egkdjfndkjfndlknfdlknflskndl!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A moan nearly escaped your throat, but you stopped it by snapping your mouth shut</span><br />&quot;H-HEY! WILL YOU LOOK AT THAT! I FOUND SOMETHING!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Grabbing a bundle of documents, you all but tossed them at the princess</span><br />&quot;IF YOU COULD LOOK OVER THOSE I'D VERY MUCH APPRECIATE IT! I'D APPRECIATE IT LOTS! THANK YOU, COME AGAIN!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia looked at you in confusion, a little bit of concern, and maybe a little bit of amusement...?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'll make sure to look at these when I have the time, Mayor,&quot; she promised with a nod</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Tucking the papers underneath a wing she looked over at the clock hanging on the wall</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As she did that you slid a hoof underneath the table, grabbing a hoofful of your husband's hair, and began to gently hump his face</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were close</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So close</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;So, so, so, so, so, SOOOOOOOOO close!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh, will you look at the time. It appears that I need to be getting back to Canterlot,&quot; the princess mused, giving you a smile</span><br />&quot;ARE YOU SURE? I CAN GET SILVER SCROLL TO BRING US SOME TEA AND WE COULD TALK A LITTLE MORE!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Please leave</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pleaseleave</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anon groaned in between your thighs, making your eyes cross</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;PLEASE--</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I wish I could my dear, but duty calls. But next time I am in town I will make sure to clear my schedule so that we can sit together and have some tea with that husband of yours.&quot;</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;YES!</span><br />&quot;I'D LIKE THAT PRINCESS! REALLY, I WOULD! I'M SORRY THAT YOU CAN'T STAY&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could feel the heat building up between your legs with each kiss, each lick, each pulse-pounding, stomach-churning suck</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It was making its way up to your belly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You knew that it would only be a matter of time before it boiled over and exploded</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Please make sure to say hello to that husband of yours, will you?&quot; the princess asked, turning and making her way toward the door</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your mouth was partially opened</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could feel drool gathering out of the corners of your mouth</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your ears were ringing and you'd swear to anypony that'd listen you could feel the blood pumping throughout your body</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A flurry of kisses on and around your marehood...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Teasing your nub with the tongue by tracing little circles around it...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Taking that nub and gently sucking on it...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Feeling those sharp teeth grazing your quivering lips...</span><br />&quot;I'LL MAKE SURE TO DO THAT! BYE NOW! DON'T BE A STRANGER!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Giving you one last smile, Princess Celestia opened your office door and made her way through it</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The second that the door clicked behind her your other hoof found its way to your husband's head</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You bent forward, slamming your forehead against the table</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your eyes snapped shut</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your mouth hung open in a silent scream</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And then it came</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A mind-shattering, body-shaking, world-spinning orgasm</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Warmth exploded up your body as you lost all sense</span><br />&quot;H-Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah~!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You didn't know if up was down or if down was up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It felt like you were floating</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your veins, your muscles, your bones,your cells; every part of you felt like it was burning</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You couldn't breath</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You couldn't think</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your sense flew out of your ears with enough force to leave holes in your walls</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And still you felt that little wet pink tongue wiggling around inside of you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your marehood clutched at the thing even as your husband's face, his neck, and his chest were coated in your cum, trying to pull him deeper and deeper into you</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With each clutch you could feel every taste bud, every ridge, every little intend in that tongue, which only served to lengthen your pleasure</span><br />&quot;Hmmmmmmmmmm~!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;For what felt like hours you rode the waves of pleasure, but, eventually, you began to come down</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Every one of your muscles went lax and you found yourself with your cheek pressed against your desk</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You were breathing hard</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could feel the sweat dripping off your body</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You had no doubt ruined half of the papers on your desk with sweat and saliva</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Every few moments your body, legs especially, would twitch as little sparks of pleasure continued to run up and down your spine</span><br />&quot;Ohhhhhh...&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You felt bone dead tired</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There were aches on your aches and you were pretty sure that your legs no longer worked</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your heart was still pounding in your chest and your mouth felt very dry</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;It had been a while since you had cum this hard</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;And it had been... an experience</span><br />&quot;Buuuuuuuuuccccccccckkkkkk,&quot; you hissed as your loon of a husband pulled his tongue out of you<br /><span class="co4">&gt;He began to lick your overly stimulated pussy lips clean, making your gasp and squirm</span><br />&quot;Stop. Stoooooop!&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anonymous ignored you, only stopping when you were sufficiently clean from thighs to teats</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;After that he gently pushed you away from the table, making sure to place a hand on your chest so that you didn't fall out of your chair</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When he had enough room to do so, he stood up, leaning you back against your chair so he no longer had to hold you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Just like yourself, he looked more than a little frazzled</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Because of you aggressively pawing at his head, his hair was sticking out all over the place</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His shirt was covered in sweat and was terribly wrinkled</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His face was flushed and, looking up at him, you noticed his mouth, nose, and neck were shiny with your gizz</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;That dirty little tongue of his was still out of his mouth, licking around his lips</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Sweet Celestia, where did they MAKE this colt?!</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Jeez, I didn't think that you were gonna cum that hard,&quot; he confessed, producing a handkerchief and wiping his face with it. &quot;I'm absolutely covered...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You're bucking RIGHT you are...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You groaned, tiredly raising up a hoof to poke him in the belly</span><br />&quot;You bucking... dummy. She could... have heard... you,&quot; you rasped, letting your hoof fall to your side<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your Nonny just grinned, leaning down and kissing your nose</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;That's what you get for stuffing me underneath that desk,&quot; he sing-songed</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You couldn't help but smile</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This stallion...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;This bucking colt...</span><br />&quot;You're... lucky that I... love you so much,&quot; you tiredly proclaimed<br /><span class="co4">&gt;That got a chuckle out of your husband</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I think you got that the other way around, hon,&quot; he said, wiping a bit of drool from the corner of your face with a thumb</span><br />CLICK!<br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;AGAIN?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Both you and Anonymous looked at each other as the doorknob once again turned</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Though you didn't say a word the message on your face was loud and clear</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Bucking. HIDE.</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your husband bounded across the room in the blink of an eye</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You scrambled to pull yourself forward so that you were once again sitting at the desk</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could smell your arousal in the air clearly now, along with sweat and shame, but there was no helping that</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;If you were lucky you could just blame it on how hot this bucking room was</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Probably</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Maybe</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;WHATTHEBUCKISSOMETHINGELSEHERE?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;ISITLUNATHISTIME?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;MAYBEBUCKINGPONYJESUS?!</span><br />&quot;WH--&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;You cleared your throat</span><br />&quot;Who is it?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;A bundle of documents floated into the room, which were followed by the smiling face of Princess Celestia</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ohherewego.jng</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I'm sorry to barge right in again, Mayor,&quot; the alicorn said, slipping into your office as you began to loudly sweat and curse the pony gods. &quot;I just wanted to inform you that there is now a cooling spell placed on your building. I'm sure that you'll be feeling its effect momentarily.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Don'tcomecloserdon'tcomecloserPLEASEDON'TCOMECLOSER!</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The princess stopped, looking to her left</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Oh? Is that a new lamp, Mayor? I hadn't noticed it before.&quot;</span><br />&quot;...Lam--&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your husband was standing next to the wall</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;There was a lampshade on his head, and he was standing still and perfectly straight, with his arms pinned to his sides</span><br />&quot;--P?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Despite realizing just how BUCKED you now were, you found yourself frowning</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Where did he get the lampshade...?</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The princess walked over to him, a small smile on her face</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;This is quite the oddity,&quot; she mused, poking him in the stomach. &quot;I've never seen a lamp like this before. Now tell me, how would one turn-- oh! There we are!&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Following the princess's gaze you saw her looking down at your husband's crotch</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;His fly was open, and you could see cock, covered with a pair of smiley underpants, poking out through the zippers</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;What an odd place to put the switch...&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could see a wet stain on the underwear, signaling that you hadn't been the only one that enjoyed themselves</span><br />&quot;...Um, C-Celestia? Why don--&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;The princess leaned down and booped your husband's cock with her muzzle</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Oh buck...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Click,&quot; Anon said, not moving an inch</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;The princess looked up at the lampshade as if expecting something</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;When that something didn't happen, she frowned, booping his cock again, this time a little more firmly</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Click,&quot; he said again</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Maybe I'm not pressing it the right way?&quot; the she mused to herself as you sat there visibly shaking</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Ohbuckohbuckohbuckohbuckohbuckohbuckohbuck!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;You could see that her nose was coated with a little dollop of Anon's pre</span><br />&quot;U-Um, your h-highness?<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Not paying you any mind, Celestia leaned down once more</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her tongue slipped out of her mouth, and she began to drag it along your husband's fabric-covered shaft</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her tongue was long, and unnaturally thick, you noticed</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;With a few slow, careful licks she had his underwear absolutely soaked with spit</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt; Anon's right hand twitched, and from ten feet away you could see his cock jump</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Click,&quot; your husband said again, though this time his pitch was a little higher</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Drawing away, Celestia licked her lips, then the tip of her nose</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Hmm, it appears that you may need to replace the light blub, Mayor,&quot; she said. &quot;The light doesn't seem to be working, no matter what I do to it.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Her smile turned into a knowing grin as she floated the bundle of papers over to you</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Also, my dear Mayor, I'm a little curious as to why you'd think that the court would need to know about Ponyville's upcoming pumpkin festival, if you'd indulge me.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;FLYERS?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;YOUGAVEHERBUCKINGFLYERS?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;WHATTHEBUCKISWRONGWITHYOU?!</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As you sat there, trying not to shit yourself, Celestia extended a wing and plucked the lamp shade from Anonymous's head</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;A bead of sweat was running down your husband's forehead, and you could also see that his mouth was set into a VERY thin line</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;I made sure to place a sound-proofing charm on your door so nopony outside can hear you... working, my dear. The smell and the noises that somepony may or may not make under your desk is a bit beyond me I'm afraid,&quot; she continued, looking up at your husband. &quot;Good afternoon, Anonymous.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Anon looked down at the princess, his face an emotionless mask</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;...Hello, Celestia,&quot; he said calmly. &quot;It's nice to see you.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Celestia made it a point to look down at his throbbing shaft</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;It's wonderful to see you as well,&quot; she cooed, her tone taking on a husky tone as her nostrils flared. &quot;In fact, if I wasn't quite so busy today I'd show both you and your wife just how wonderful our meeting could be~</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;L-Lewd</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;But! I must be getting back to Canterlot.&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Without further adieu, she spun around and made her way back to the door</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;But unlike last time there was a sway in her step</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;While you never considered yourself a bi-curious sort of mare you nevertheless found your gaze glued to the alicorn's ample, perky backside as it jiggled and wobbled</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wew...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Wew filly...</span><br /><br /><span class="co4">&gt;For a moment, her tail flashed out of the way, revealing a smooth, soft, moist cunny</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Mayor, I hope you realize what a wonderful and ATTENTIVE husband you have here, and I hope that the two of you have a marvelous day. I'll be sure to come down as soon as I can so that we can talk again~&quot;</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;...</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;As she slipped through the doors, making sure to give you a SMOLDERING look before she did so, and closed it behind her both you and Anonymous looked at each other</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;Neither of you said a word for several seconds, before you finally opened your mouth</span><br />&quot;A lamp? Really?&quot;<br /><span class="co4">&gt;Your husband's nose scrunched up</span><br /><span class="co4">&gt;&quot;Shut up.&quot;</span></div></div>




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