A typical scene was taking place inside one of Las Pegasus's seediest bars (a title they wore with pride): The Desert Oasis.

The noise of twangy country music intermixed with TV sounds, rowdy shouts, the clink of beer bottles… and the voices of 5 construction ponies settling in after a long day of work.

Gypsum Board put his drink down on the beat up old table as his work-mates slapped him on the back with ribald chortles. He really hadn't wanted to come out tonight but, as the youngest stallion on the work crew, apparently it was tradition for him to pay for the first round of drinks for his 4 co-workers. Even if that meant it would drain every bit out of this 18-year-old construction laborer's first day's paycheck.

"Aw, don't be so sour, Gyp!" A hearty hoof ruffled the young colt’s mane. "We all know you was just gonna head home tah play that stupid Online Ogres & Oubliettes game... at least by coming out with youse gots a chance at getting laid tonight."

Gypsum pouted, ignoring his crew-mate by taking another sip of his drink. He’d never had any luck with the mares at school (except with some of the less popular fillies), he really wasn't the smoothest talker, he wasn't the brightest fellow, or the best looking... just good with his hooves.

"In fact, Gyp... I think I see your dream mare, right over there!" Gypsum was launched out of his seat and onto his hooves by a bevy of his so-called 'friends' toward one particular blue-haired mare, who had been sitting by herself in the corner, staring at the sports highlights on the nearby television screen of the recent Las Pegasus Knights hoofball team's latest defeat.

Gypsum hesitated for a moment, looking back at his co-workers, unsure of himself... but all he got in return for his timidity were shaking heads and gesturing hooves motioning him to go on... there was no way he was getting out of this now.

Gypsum waited for a break in the highlights on the TV as they switched to a commercial break, then he coughed nervously and slid into the empty seat across from the blue-haired mare. "H-hey there... c-come here often, ma'am?"

There was no response, the mare continued watching commercials, acting like Gypsum didn't exist.

A full minute passed with no reaction from the mare, her startling Indigo eyes glued to the TV.

Sweat started to form on Gypsum's grey-blue brow as he waited awkwardly for a response that would never come. His ear flicked as he heard the jingle of the ever-present Boop-o-Roops commercial. This mare was totally ignoring him to watch... that?! He heard a loud cough from his co-worker’s table, reminding him that there was no easy retreat.

"Uh... s-sorry... excuse me... wh-what I said was... do you come here often?" Gypsum stammered, as terrifying memories of the multitudes of rejections from high-school raced through his mind. A few tables over, his co-workers groaned… one even booed... he was crashing and burning... bad.

Even worse, there was still no reaction from the mare. Gypsum shakily began to stand up, feeling almost sick to his stomach. It was probably one of the worst brush-offs he'd received in his life.

Quickly, Gypsum came up with a plan to make this all better: he'd finish his beer, quit his job, go into hiding for a week... then escape to one of those monasteries in East Equestria... there was no way he could live this embarrassment down. He'd never be able to talk to another mare in his entire life.

He stood up, the chair making a painfully kid scraping sound in the bar-room floor as he started to sink ignominiously back to his friends.

The mare's hoof grabbed his, just as he was turning away.

"Not the brightest colt, are you?"

Gypsum shook his head, "N-no ma'am."

"Buy me a drink, and stick around a bit."

It was a few hours later, and there were now more than half-a-dozen brown bottles of booze on their table-top. He'd only had two.

He'd quickly found out that the mare's name was Delta, a middle-aged junkyard owner from not too far out of town. Delta seemed to be one of those mares who was able to nurse a buzz that could keep them right on the line between bemused and depressed.

Apparently she had some troubles with an ex too. She didn't spend the whole night talking about him, but inevitably any subject that she would start talking about would end up with her mumbling or muttering something under her breath about him… this 'Jet’ fellow. Even the few times that Gypsum would try to add something or change the subject would end up with her scowling into her booze about whatever it was this guy had done to her.

For the most part, Gypsum just sat and listened... he’d always felt a bit awkward around older-mares, especially when they were attractive and well spoken. He felt like a little colt in grade school again.

As time continued to pass, and the rowdier and seedier crowd began to file their way out of The Desert Oasis, Gypsum noticed his co-workers beginning to head out of the bar too, each with a different mare on their arm, shooting him winks as they headed out with their catches.

As the last one passed Gyp, he leaned over, getting done distance from the obviously hammered floozy hanging off him to whisper into Gypsum's ear... Unfortunately, the drunken fool spoke so loudly that Delta would be able to overhear everything. "Thanks again for picking up the tab, kid... word of advice, drop 'dis mare... she ain't puttin' out tonight. She's jes usin’ ya Gyp.”

Gypsum rolled his eyes: he was the last person he wanted to receive a warning about being used. Once again his coworkers were making asses of themselves. "Thanks for the advice, bud, have a good one." He bit off his remark as quickly as he could... Gypsum had never really cared about getting laid - he had just been trying to make it through this shitty 'new-guy-tradition' bar night.

About, half an hour later, the bartender began flipping the lights on and nodding at the few remaining patrons: it was closing time.

Gypsum smiled across at Delta, her features now fully revealed under the harsh lights of the bar. Surprisingly, he could see she was actually a pretty attractive middle-aged mare, even if you didn't discount the heavy bags under her eyes and the perpetual scowl she wore. "Huh, I knew you were a pretty mare." Gypsum slapped his hoof to his mouth quickly, he couldn't believe he'd just said that aloud.

Groaning, he threw a small bag of bits onto the table, likely more than enough to cover all of him, his co-workers and Delta's booze. At this point he was too embarrassed to stick around and count the bits to make sure he didn't overpay. He pushed his chair back and stood up. "Th-thanks for the lovely evenin' ma'am... sorry my friends and I bothered you."
He started to walk past Delta toward the exit, when he felt her tail swish out to the side of her chair, blocking his exit.

"Hold on there, Mr. ‘Not-the-brightest’ colt, where do you think you're going?"

"H-home?" Gypsum responded, pausing mid-stride.

"Nuh-uh... sit your butt back down there." Delta nodded at the chair across from her, that Gypsum had just vacated.

"B-but the bar's clos-"

"Ehhh... I know the bartender pretty good, he'll let me stay a little later... right?" Delta shouted over her shoulder to the gruff unicorn bartender, who had started cleaning and flipping chairs onto table-tops.

"15 minutes. And don't make a damn mess like last time you stayed late, Delta."

Delta shrugged drunkenly and leaned back over the table to whisper conspiratorially to Gypsum, "last time I stayed late and made a mess he watched, total hypocrite... that mare was pretty cute though."

Delta smiled when she saw the blush spread across Gypsum's features. "So, Mr. ‘Not-so-bright’... what's your deal? You spend the whole night buying all the booze in the joint and listenin' to my sob stories... then you try to scamper after some half-assed line about how pretty I am?"

Gypsum groaned, rubbing his forehead. "L-look Delta... I'm sorry, if you're just looking to tease me I'm really tired and..."

Delta rolled her eyes, "You need to learn to shut up, ‘Not-so-bright’... it was a good line."

"Huh?" Gypsum's head almost fell from his hoof, where he'd been resting it, propped up on his elbow.

"So what I'm trying to figure out now, is why you were taking off so quick?" Delta scooted a little closer to the table with her chair and sunk down a bit.

Gypsum almost startled out of his seat as he felt something touch his leg under the table, the wispy hairs of another pony's tail tickling his calf playfully.

"So here's this guy, listens to me like a saint all night." Delta licked her lips as she trailed her tail further up Gypsum's legs, while also bringing one of her rear hooves to play against his other calf. "Doesn't once make a shitty pass at me or try to grab my flank like it's a hoof-full of candy."

Delta's tail was now touching Gypsum's inner thighs, and the stallion felt himself reacting, growing... falling out of his sheath at this older mare's coy touch.

"He waits and watches as his friends all leave with mares on their arms, but still he sticks around." Delta's fore-hoof was stroking one of Gypsum's on the top of the table, gently.

"So I figure that this guy..." Delta licked her lips slowly, and sultrily... clearly displaying just how dextrous and long her pink tongue was.

Gypsum shifted in his seat uncomfortably as his stallionhood flopped over the edge of the bar chair, still rapidly expanding.

"Must be one of two things..." Delta's tail flicked across his nearly fully-erect stallionhood, making Gypsum groan, as she arched her eyebrows "Option one… he's gay and he doesn't want his co-worker buddies to know." Delta lifted her rear-hoof up to Gypsum's crotch, her underhoof making contact with the heat of his erect shaft.

"Hmmm.... scratch that one off," Delta grinned predatorily.

She began to slowly stroke the end of the poor, blushing, stuttering construction-pony's erection with her rear hoof as she went on, staring hungrily into his eyes. "Or... he's shy."

At this, Delta leaned across the table and planted a wet, boozy kiss on the young stallion. She pushed her tongue into his mouth, letting it play over his teeth as he fumblingly tried to return the kiss, his eyes wide open in surprise and anxious worry about the scenario he'd gotten into.

"Bingo."

Gypsum stammered "B-bu-buh I-I not sh-shy!" Even as he clattered to his feet, nearly slipping in his state of discombobulation as his erection jammed under the table edge and threatened to flip the whole thing over. Stabilizing himself, he blushed as he quickly tried and failed to tuck his tail under himself so as to hide part of his very visible arousal.

Delta laughed as she slowly stood up, nodding a farewell to the bartender. "Suuure you're not, stud. Don't you worry... I like 'em shy." Delta gave the construction pony a little hip-check as she walked by him toward the door. "Make sure you keep up, stud... I'm taking you home."

Gypsum's face was burning red as he watched the older mare sultrily walk to the door, her tail deliberately flicking left and right just a bit further than her hip sway could account for, sending little flashes of something more beneath into Gypsum's vision.

"UHHH... I d-don't kn-kno..."

"Sure you do, stud... just follow momma's direction... I always take care of nice guys... they do finish last after all."

Gypsum swallowed deeply and followed those alluring flanks out the door.

"N-nice place..." Gypsum chuckled nervously, looking around the cramped interior of the small trailer. Spotting a dripping stream coming from the sink, he mentioned quickly: "I-is that a leaky faucet? I c-could fix th-"

Gypsum was immediately silenced by Delta bodily pushing herself into him, reaching up to press her mouth deeply into his - her tongue catching him mid-speech and causing him to start moaning like a little filly into the older mare's muzzle as she almost threw him against the wall of her trailer in her passion.

Slamming noisily into the thin trailer wall, Delta's tongue still exploring his mouth, Gypsum groaned as he felt her hoof press insistently against his stallionhood... It had calmed only slightly during the trot to her trailer, and was very rapidly hardening and lengthening under her renewed ministrations. Delta flicked her tail against his thighs insistently as her hoof toyed and pawed at his shaft, grinding his hardening meat against his thigh.

As Gypsum reached full erection once again, she removed her hoof, bringing it to join the other one hooked behind his neck, using it to pull him in tightly and kissing him even more deeply. Pressing her whole body against him, she trapped his bobbing erection against her belly, pushing against him with little, needy grinds that tugged at his stallionhood, exciting him further. He could feel her fur against his flare as he peered one of his eyes downward to see that his cock had become trapped between Delta's grimy tank-top and her chest.

Delta broke her aggressive kiss with the younger colt and pulled back, looking down with a chuckle at the bulge in her tank-top, before looking back up into Gypsum's eyes with her piercing, indigo irises.

"You are such a dork, Mr. Not-so-bright..." Delta smiled breathily.

"It’s G-gypsum."

"Mm. Well don't worry stud... momma likes dorks." Delta waggled her eyebrows while showing that same predatory grin from before that had made Gypsum swallow nervously.

"And what have we here?"

Delta nodded down at the bulge in her shirt, chuckling. "Not bad. Not bad at all." Delta began stroking Gypsum's cock with both hooves through her tank-top, trapping the throbbing shaft against her chest as her underhooves pressed through the thin, dirty, white-cotton material of her shirt. She could feel the heat coming off this construction pony's cock, radiating through her chest fur.

"Unnghh... b-buck!" Gypsum groaned, as he twisted about, his fore-hooves trying to find something to grab hold of behind him as he stumbled backward, instinctively pulling away from the sensation of Delta's double-hoofed material-covered hoofjob.

Bumping up against the cluttered kitchen table as he withdrew, Gypsum finally found a grip on the table's edge, as he leaned back, his eyes half squinting, half-shutting as Delta continued to jack him off, faster and faster.

"Ughh... unghh... C-celestia..." he groaned, clenching the edge of the table.

"Shhh... just let momma take care of you, my stud..." Delta grinned as she saw a sizable wet spot spreading under her tank-top, and felt her belly getting slick with this young stallion's pre-cum. "That's it... let it allll out my little stud..." Delta cooed, pressing more and more of her weight into Gypsum, pushing him back against the table as her hooves started to fly furiously over her dampening shirt, exciting the stallion's throbbing cock.

"B-b-buck... D-delta... I'm g-going t-to..." Gypsum moaned out, his eyes shut in agony.

"That's it... that's my stud..." Delta cooed again, as she felt the stallion's flare fatten and stiffen, felt his erection begin to jerk and twitch, "Give it to momma now... she'll take care of everything, just let it go, stud..."

The first heavy rope of cum shot out of Gypsum's flare unexpectedly, firing all the way up under her shirt to splatter against the underside of Delta's chin.

"Yes! Yes... good boy... that's it... yes... all of it... keep going... good boy..."

Delta continued coaxing the stallion as he groaned and grunted with each thick ejaculation from his fat cockhead. She felt her gooey, sticky chest fur brushing his slick flesh under her soaked tank-top as she carefully milked out the last dribbles of cum from the construction-stallion's cock, feeling them pool in her navel as Gypsum sank backward, groaning, onto the top of the kitchen table.

Delta quickly shifted her shirt as Gypsum slumped back, lifting it over the cockhead so it wouldn't tear or stretch her sopping wet tank top. The flare sprung free with a little spring, flinging a small arc of juice up in the air before the whole shaft slapped wetly against the 18-year old construction stallion's chest as he lay on his back staring up at the ceiling, panting heavily.

Delta wiped her chin, removing the drippy strand of stallion essence from it before she stared down at her hooves, noticing that they were coated in Gypsum's juices. She lifted it up to her mouth, absent-mindedly licking some of the larger dollops of semen from them as she stared at the stallion on the table in front of her.

Gypsum pulled himself up onto his elbows as he struggled to control his spinning head, his eyes still unfocused from the intensity of the hoofjob orgasm he'd just experienced.

"Nuh-uh my little stud." Delta grinned lasciviously as she stepped up to the table, pressing the stallion back down. "You just relax and let momma... clean you... alllll up..."

Delta bent down to the table level as she sultrily spoke, her tail wagging left and right slowly as she eyed the still hard and twitching young cock in front of her. Lowering her nose to Gypsum's soaking wet balls, Delta inhaled deeply, the potent smell of stallion-sweat built up from a hard day's work mingling with the musk of his erotic juices. She stuck her nose under his slick, egg-sized sacks, letting their heavy weight rest on her muzzle as she felt a small drip of cum slide off his testicles onto her nose's tip.

Extending her tongue, she quickly lapped it into her mouth, making sure that Gypsum had a full view as she dragged that same tongue under one of his balls, giving it a beautiful bath in her sloppy saliva before taking into her mouth delicately and playing with it in there, rolling it about carefully.

Letting his ball slide from her jaw in a slippery torrent of saliva, Delta flipped her bangs out of her face before taking the other testicle in her mouth the same way... she was reaching up and gripping the sides of his flank, pulling at his short-fur as she did so, stimulating him in every way she could as she worshiped his stallion-parts.

She came up for air briefly, her tail now seeming to wag even her rear with excitement as she grinned hungrily at the stallion. "Momma's gonna clean you all up, my little stud..." with a single lick, Delta started at the base of Gypsum's thick cock, making his back arch slightly off the table as he felt Delta's hot, slick tongue trace up his shaft, leaving a trail of wet drool behind it as she lapped up the sticky remainder of his earlier explosion. He shivered as she passed over his medial ring, then fully groaned aloud as she reached his flare, her tongue tip dancing over his most sensitive bits before she leaned forward and kissed his cock-slit.

He groaned aloud as he felt Delta suckle his urethra, little sucking breaths as her tongue continued to play on his fattening glans, he could feel the remainder of his orgasm being slurped out of his stallionhood. Delta's hooves came up to the base of his shaft and his balls, squeezing and gripping in perfect timing as she suckled him, trapping more and more blood in his fattening cock.

"Ohhh b-buck!" He groaned, reaching for Delta's head instinctively.

Delta pulled off his cockhead immediately, swatting away his hand and shaking her head at him. "No touching, momma's in charge you impatient little colt..."

Delta grinned at him as he groaned in agony, using her hooves to waggle his painfully erect penis left and right as she teased, "So impatient... wants to be clean right away, hmm? Well, momma loves it when they're the right size for..." Delta leaned in close to Gypsum's cock as she considered, "...her mouth. That's no fun if they're too big... hmm... I think you're just right, don't worry my good little stud, momma can clean you up in one go..."

Gypsum barely heard her as she pumped his hard shaft a few times, then opened her mouth as wide as it could go, slipping the stallion's flare into her mouth, carefully maneuvering it past her teeth and over her outstretched tongue. Swallowing and suppressing her gag reflex, Delta gripped the flanks of the fit construction-pony to give her more leverage as she slid more and more of the stallionhood down her throat. Inch after inch sank into her mouth, all with the accompanying squelching and gagging sounds. His medial ring slid into her with no issue, tears forming in her eyes as Delta felt the flare sliding down her esophagus.

Gypsum groaned again as he felt his cock constricted by tight, wet, heat. For a moment he almost thought that Delta had slid up and mounted him as he had thrown his head back... but he opened his eyes just in time to see a wondrous sight... that of a beautiful middle-aged mare reaching the hilt of his fat cock as she deep-throated him, burying her nose in his pubic fluff as he felt his cock jump with stimulation.

"B-buck me, y-you're amazing." Gypsum moaned as he looked down at Delta, who gave him a little wink before she began to slowly pump up and down on the last 3 inches of his cock, fucking her own throat with his stallionhood until she felt him beginning to groan and spasm again.

But Delta wasn't going to waste a second load in her throat.

Slowly withdrawing from him as he mewled and whined, the fattening flare just squeaking out from Delta's open jaw as she gasped for air, hot steam and saliva dripping from her mouth.

"Wh-why'd you stop?" Gypsum groaned, as he pushed himself up to a sitting position, his cock throbbing with intensity at the nearness of his orgasm. "I w-was so close..."

Delta stuck her tongue out and flicked the end of the stiff flare, making it painfully wobble back and forth. "Yes. You were... but now it's momma's turn."

Delta turned around, wrapping her blue and green tail around Gypsum's stiff cock as she faced away from him, looking over her shoulder at him with her hungry, toothy smile before flicking her nose up and trotting away, making Gypsum quiver as the wispy hairs slid off of his sensitive skin.

"Come along, my little stud. Don't keep momma waiting."

Gypsum swallowed again as he watched the older mare walk away from him, her hips waggling sultrily as her tail flicked left and right. He could feel his cock throb in the air of the trailer, pulsing with each flick of the older mare's tail, a noticeable steam rising from the coating of saliva Delta had left behind.

He watched as Delta turned the corner into a nearby room, casting one last look over her shoulder at him before she disappeared, motioning with her chin and eyebrows that he should be following her.

Shakily, the stallion rise to his hooves, slowly walking after her. He was surprised his stallionhood wasn't bobbing beneath him, but it was so full of blood that it was pressing against his belly, his already fastened flare ready to pop.

Pausing at the door, Gypsum prepared himself for whatever erotic surprise Delta had prepared for him within. He wouldn't be caught off guard again… he had to buck up and be a stallion! No matter what waited for him behind that door, a sultry mare laying on her side in bed, or wearing lingerie… even if she tackled him again with one of those kisses. He'd be ready for her.

Gypsum snorted in a big lungful of air to put himself up as he stood at the threshold to the room, picking up on the musky scent of vanilla-cinnamon arousal left behind by Delta ahead of him, and resolved to himself: ‘He could do this!’

Then he rounded the corner.

Immediately the breath was knocked from his lungs as he saw Delta before him, her upper hooves perched on her bed as she bent over it, her rear legs keeping her uptight on the soft carpet of her bedroom. With her head down on the mattress, not even bothering to look back, Delta had somehow managed to quickly do her tail up in a bun, the way all the fillies in the schools were doing nowadays, giving him a clear view of her plot for the first time that night.

And what a beautiful plot it was.

Middle-age had been very kind to Delta: not a particularly tall pegasus in the first place, she had nonetheless managed to keep that proportion of flank fat to leg muscle that gave her ass this irresistible roundness that suggested she was both taut and plump.

And that roundness perfectly framed the contents within.

Delta's bunned tail sat alertly flagged, wagging, about the cutest little tailhole Gypsum had ever seen… her blue-gray pucker quivered adorably as it shifted slightly from her waggling hips. Gypsum had always loved mares’ ponuts, but had always been discouraged by his highschool marefriends’ reactions to his fascination with the tight orifice.

No matter, though… because below that was Delta's slick, glistening mare-hood. The bright, flushed-pink flesh peeked visibly from her folds… held open by a smallish nub of a clit that throbbed expectantly, spreading her wide. Delta seemed to be one of those mares who naturally spread when they were aroused. Gypsum was stunned that the tight, small vaginal hole he could clearly see had permitted a stallion to enter it… or a foal to have exited. She must have the pelvic muscle floor of an earth-pony: strong.

She spread even further as her clit went through a quick, quivering wink, the powerful muscles of her vagina clenching and milling an invisible stallion as Delta whined into the bedsheets before releasing a splatter of middle-aged marecum onto her carpet.

“Mnnnngh… aww c'mon my stud, don't make momma beg…” Delta whined, her rear legs rubbing against one another, squeezing hey visible teats and pressing their fleshy gloves up against her siren marehood, choosing them in a trickle of her love-juice.

So apparently she was also one of those mares who got wet. Like seriously drenched. Even when she wasn't squirting, a stream of cum bubled from her depths, slickly trickling down her folds and running off her clit into her legs below.

Finally catching his breath, Gypsum stepped up quickly to the presenting mare, his heart pounding nervously in his chest. Something deep within him made him want to dive into that beautiful plot and ravish that dripping slit and sweating tailhole with kisses and licks.

But he resisted. He didn't feel nearly sure enough of whether that would be OK… One thing that every biological stallion instinct in him did scream that it would be OK to do couldn't be ignored.

Clambering up onto Delta, his hooves on her back, he felt himself shudder and snort as his flare slapped against the wet globes of Delta's teats. Instinctively, he thrust forward, pressing down against Delta's back as his erection smushed against the older mare's breasts.

“Mmmnnn… not quite baby, here... let momma help.”

Gypsum blushed and felt his confidence fall as Delta moved forward slightly and spread her legs further apart, opening up her plot even more and giving him a larger target... He couldn't do anything right!

“And could you not press down so hard on momma's back?”

Gypsum's forehooves quickly withdrew from the small of Delta's back as he balanced precariously on his rear hooves. Looking up, he saw the low ceiling and braced himself against it.

“MMM… Much better my little stud…” Delta groaned as she slowly ground her hips left and right, dragging her teats across Gypsum's flare, ”...but now it’s time for you to buck me with that nice cock of yours.” Delta looked back at him with a grin as she said this, her face one of impatient expectation.

Removing one shaking hoof from the ceiling, Gypsum reached down and grabbed himself to align his flare with Delta’s sopping snatch. He was so nervous, embarrassed, almost ashamed as he pulled his rigid head up, accidentally mashing it against Delta's clit as he pulled it to her tight opening, making her growl and throw her head back.

Then he slid in, and everything was right with the world.

He had thought that she would have been too tight, but she fit him like a glove, the elastic, hot, pink inner folds of her marehood parting and accepting his cockhead, gliding in with only the lightest touch of sensual grip as her well-lubed pussy took him all the way to his medial ring. A smile spread over Gypsum's face as he watched with wonder. Delta had barely pushed her hips back, but her pussy had swallowed him just as hungrily as she had done minutes before on her kitchen table.

“Buuucckkk… yesssssss... Celestia… momma needed this!” Delta kept pushing backward, impaling herself on more teenage stallion-cock, slipping over his medial ring and permitting his rigid flare deeper and deeper into her. She only stopped when she reached an uncomfortable level of extension from the bed, at which point she turned around and looked at Gypsum with a somewhat annoyed, bemused face.

“You can move too, ya’know…”

Gypsum shook his head to clear it and started to thrust with his hips, using the purchase of his gives on the ceiling to steady him as he see-sawed a couple inches in and out of Delta.

“Mnn. MN. Mn. Deeper… Mn… deeper baby… Mn… give momma all of your sweet stud cock.” Delta whined.

Gypsum obliged, carefully strong forward to give his thrusts more range as he felt what seemed like an impossible amount of his length melt into Delta's twisting insides. He wasn't a large stallion, at least not compared to the stars he saw on PornStable, but the fillies at school had always stopped him from thrusting with abandon.

Not now… he had just hilted the mare under him, her clenching pink flesh and swollen outer folds gripping his shaft as he pistoned the last two inches of himself in and out of Delta... feeling his balls bounce against her teats: a totally new sensation for him.

“Unf… unf… unf…” the soft slaps of flesh on flesh filled the room, before Delta lifted her head, “unf… g-good… unf… good boy… unf… now the whole th-thing… unf… a-all the w-way out… unf... Yes!... Now back in! Hngggghh!... Yes! ...harder! … B-buck!”

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Gypsum was grunting now with the exertion, not that he was paying any attention to his aching muscles at all. He was trying his best to piston in and out of the mare with as much force as he could generate, but still she was calling for more. He could feel her coiling, gripping insides churning around him, her juices spraying from their loud slapping sex over his balls. She wanted more. Needed it.

“YES! YES! YES! HARDER! … SLAP MY FLANK!” Delta groaned out, her staccato exhortations coming with each plap of their fervent union.

“Wh-what!?” Gypsum asked, unsure of himself.

“Bucking spank me!” Delta snapped as she tried to focus on reaching her own orgasm.

Gypsum brought a hoof down, against her plump but pert left flank, slapping it and sending a shudder through her body that he could feel through his cock.

“BUCK! ...H-HARDER!”

Gypsum brought his hoof down again.

“I SAID HARDER, DAMMIT” Delta growled with a feral cry, before Gypsum brought his hoof down with speed, sending a resounding crack through the room and leaving a red hoofprint

Delta suffered as the impact sent shockwaves through her, making her tighten and squeeze the penetrating bulk of stallionflesh pistoning in and out of her. Not quite enough.

“St-stop treating me like some delicate flower and FUCKING BUCK MY PUSSY!” Delta barked furiously in frustration.

Gypsum’d had enough.

His testosterone could only be suppressed for so long.

He brought his other hoof off the ceiling, slamming them onto either side of Delta which allowed him to use the bulk of his muscles to pound into the muscle, his thrusts now coming with violence and sending his balls and hips smashing against Delta's.

“Uh! Uh! Uh! Y-Uh! Yes! Uh! M-more! MORE!”

Gypsum vision was filled with the bouncing blue mane of Delta's hair as she writhed under his pounding, and he just did what came naturally… he bent forward and took a mouthful of hair in his teeth and pulled.

“FUCK! Mmf! YES! Mmf! MORE! Ummnn! B-BITE ME J-JET!” Delta screamed, the volume of her voice shaking the windows.

Gypsum released his hold on her hair, and bit down, hard, on her left ear and pulled.

Finally, it was enough.

“BUUUUUUUuuuuuuuck…” Delta's scream slowly transformed into a light mewl, as a wave of endorphins and pleasure rolled from her mind, racing out to get wingtips before crashing back into her gut… and her marehood.

Instantly her clitoris began to wink with unstopping convulsions, a signal of the tectonic movements by her powerful muscles inside her. Her vaginal grip had gone vice-tight in an instant, milking the young stallion inside her with a staggering ferocity of force and rapidity of clenching, as her cervix pressed kisses against his swollen cock-slit and her lips locked down, preventing any withdrawal.

The poor colt didn't stand a chance.

Gypsum could only shut his eyes and hold onto the ear in his mouth as he burst into Delta.

He'd expended most of his seed earlier, but being a potent young colt, his body made a good showing of it, releasing 5 sticky ropes of thick, teenage foal-batter into Delta's womb before more watery shots agonizingly forced themself from his swollen sexual organ.

Gyp let out a satisfied grunt as he finished, his cock finally starting to relax and lose some of its incredible, adamantine rigidty. He slumped tiredly into Delta's back from exhaustion, grinning giddily as he felt Delta still spasming and squeaking underneath him from the effort of her own orgasm.

Carefully and slowly Delta lowered them both as her rigid convulsions and the difficulty of supporting both their weights overwhelmed her, and both ponies lay pancaked, with Delta under the teenage stallion shuddering and clenching and grabbing futilely at the sheets as she sought something to anchor her powerful ride down from her climax.

"Y-Yeah, that's good. Buck that is so hot," Gypsum said awkwardly as his hoof found its way to the mares sides where it began to stroke slowly, gently. He leaned his head down until his lips were close to Delta's ear. "That was… uh… really wonderful. You looked like you really enjoyed it too… I hope."

That hoof kept tracing down Delta's sides, to her flank and then back up again while the construction-worker continued whispering in her ear. As Delta began to wind down from her climax she started to take notice of the stroking against her body. She found it oddly relaxing. Perhaps even soothing. Intimate.

Too intimate.

"Y-Yeah, it was… something," Delta replied, her tone perhaps a few notes more gruff than even she had intended. With a heave the mare dislodged herself out from under the young stud and came to a full stand. Her knees felt a bit weak and she had to take a moment to steady herself while Gypsum looked over at her with a look of growing puzzlement from her sudden change of temperament.

"Hey, you alright?"

"Yeah, kid," she lied.

Gypsum tilted his head to the side slightly and wondered if he had said - or done - something wrong.

"Well, alright. Cool. So…"

Delta eyed Gyp as he left his thought incomplete. She wondered what he had been about to say. When it came right down to it though, she figured it hardly mattered what he had to say. Her reaction to his well-meaning hoof on her tired flanks had already put a spell upon the room: a disquieting and awkward stillness now hung over the two, threatening to suffocate what little rapport they had already built.

Gypsum finally made the first move to try and break the silence.

"Well… Hey! I know it's kinda late, but maybe we could--"

"Let me just stop you there, Gyp," interrupted Delta. She exchanged a look with the young stallion and in that instant it became clear to both of them where this was going. "You're a nice kid, sweet even, but… look, we had a good time already. Let's not push our luck, yeah?"

Gypsum looked defeated, his features sinking slightly as Delta went to her coffee table and grabbing her cigarettes and a lighter from it. One of her wings swept around her face and helped nurture the embers being created on the stick by the lighter as she sucked in a few deep breaths; a pleasant and all too familiar burn filled her lungs. With a growing smile, Delta blew a long wisp of smoke from her lips.

That hit the spot.

Delta's eyes found their way to the poor, awkward stallion now standing nearby looking almost lost. In spite of herself, she felt her heart go out to him a little.

"Want one before you go?" she said. She brought the pack of cigarettes up and flicked her hoof a few times until a few filtered ends jutted out of the end towards Gypsum.

Gypsum smiled weakly, feeling a bit crushed. A bit frustrated. But why?

He shook his head to himself, trying to remember that he hasn't wanted this in the first place.

Delta saw the young stallion shake his head and she frowned, starting to put away the cigarettes as she prepared to find some other way to throw this now unwanted guest out.

“N-no… sorry, I… I'll take one… for the road…” Gypsum smiled, even though he felt like crap.

Delta brightened, tapping the carton so one cigarette was accessible to the stallion, as she escorted him to get front door.

“Thanks again, Delta… and sorry, I guess.” Gypsum smiled sadly as he walked by the older mare… before he felt a hearty smack across his butt, delivered by Delta's wing.

“Hey Kid, you did great. Hay, you made an old mare like me pop like she was a teenager again... You're gonna make some filly real happy, someday soon.” Delta grinned at the kid, doing her best to not show the hurt she was feeling inside. “J-just… work on the pick-up lines, ok?”

Gypsum brightened and smiled, now with some conviction before waving and trotting off.

Delta waved for a few moments then stepped back inside and shut the door, slumping against it to the floor.

Buck.

This sucked.