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06/22/11(Wed)18:45 No.27071314>>27070850 Caught completely by surprise, he felt himself fall as the young filly's legs gave out under him, his sturdy knees hitting the floor. His collar rattled with the impact and his chest came down on her back. They were pressed together tightly, and he could feel her gasping and panting beneath her. His breathing was ragged. The sensation of her whole body bucking and shivering beneath him, suddenly, was too much to bear. She was already tighter than any mare he'd been with, but to feel her orgasm on him, to feel the waves of pleasure pulse her warm, wet little pussy all around him, was simply more than he could take. Already built up by his own steady rhythm, Mac planted his hooves firmly on the floor, pinning Fluttershy more firmly and slamming into her as deep as possible, grinding his hips to hers. She gasped again, mouth hanging open breathlessly, eyes distant, far away. And then he came.
Fluttershy lay there, haunches raised as much as she could muster, feeling that enormous cock twitch and pulse inside her, Mac shuddering through a powerful orgasm as her own climax died down. She felt hot, wet, filled to overflowing. She knew what he was doing, but feeling it herself, so deep inside, was a totally foreign sensation. She shivered, whimpered, and finally rested her head on the floor between her hooves as his orgasm subsided and the thick wet spurts began to subside. The stallion pulled out slowly, making her shudder, and giving one her last shot across the backside, leaving a sticky, drippy, slick wet streak of white across her left flank.
Mac's senses came back slowly, uninvited. And aghast, he was hit with the weight of what he'd just done.
A long moment later Fluttershy, lying dazed and tired on the floor, weak and used, vaguely felt Mac stepping off of her. Movement beside her. Hot breath on her ear. His voice, uneasy. "I-... I'm sorry," he muttered, quietly. He sounded like he meant it. He didn't know what else to say. |