This choice: Your cock can't wait anymore, you need to stuff it in her. • Go Back...Chapter #5Now the part that you've been waiting for, by: Godot   Now you get to bang this whore!
(This rhyming is a bit contagious, I hope you don't find it too outrageous!)
Something about Zecora, laying prone and vulnerable, it's too erotic for you to bear. You lean down and take a big sniff of your prey's dripping wet labia. Whether she wants to admit it or not, she's clearly aroused. A small mixture of her clear fluids and droplets of fresh blood is pooling between her legs. You dip a hoof in it, and lick it off. Delectable. You rub the mixture on your own crotch, it coats your slowly stiffening cock.
You step up on top of her, pushing down on her her shoulders, pinning her down. Of course, she lacks the strength to run either way, and can only lay there moaning while you prod at her entrance with your swollen member. She actually bucks backwards, helping you slip inside her bruised and battered lips. Even with your bloody lube, she's unbelievably tight. You wouldn't be surprised if you broke her hymen with all those stomps.
Speaking of which, this must be in incredible pain right now, every thrust just working those bruises you gave her earlier. Though she doesn't seem to be complaining, in fact her moans are far less pain and much more pleasure. Your face twists into a devious smile,
"Oh yeaaah, you're liking that, aren't you?"
She moans louder this time, it's all she could do now, aside from pounding on the pavement with her free hoof. Her cunt hungrily squeezes and pulls on your cock, milking it for everything it's worth. You lean down and bite her on the back of the neck, driving your teeth deep into her skin. She screams louder, savoring every last masochistic second of your dirty deeds.
Finally, the combination of pain and pleasure breaks her threshold, and Zecora came, splattering your body and adding to the growing puddle of fluids between you. You pull out, and your penis throbs, before blowing your own load onto Zecora's, painting her back with quarts of your semen. You sputter to a stop, and stand over her, and lean down once more to nibble a bit on her ear.
"Mm" You hear Zecora speak up, "I've never had such a fuck in all my life, I wish I was your slave, or better yet your wife."
You blush, not expecting such an emotional response from a zebra you just raped! Though, you have to admire her strength of spirit, she took everything you had to give her and is still begging for more. You won't find many others who would fall in love with a sadistic, hermaphrodite pony like you. I guess it's time to make a big decision...
 indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
| Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
<<-- Previous · Outline  · Recent Additions © Copyright 2025 Godot (UN: godot at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
Godot has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work within this interactive story. Poster accepts all responsibility, legal and otherwise, for the content uploaded, submitted to and posted on Writing.Com. |
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author