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The Master of Manehattan

by Sir Hat

Chapter 10: Jog

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Jog

I sat at my desk, going over my finances and scheduled with Suri. She'd come by to help me out and adjust things around while Velvet was out jogging. I pointed to the file that had me playing gimp, "See...I wanna put this one off. The money...I can't really afford to turn it down, but I want to like...keep it as far away as possible."

Suri read the file, nodding a few times and scooping up all the paperwork. "Hmm, I've been making your scheduled for a month...how about you stop trying to do my job oookaaay?"

I just stared at her as she pulled the papers into her saddlebag. "...It's my work...you could tell me what happens when you know."

Suri just turned her nose up to me. "I've got it all under control. Just stay home today, let me figure this all out and I'll see if I can't get you and your little, marefriend, some time alone."

I watched Suri trot through the study, heading towards the door. "...What's the deal, what's the trick here!?"

Suri spun around at the door, "Is it so hard to believe I'm trying to help you for once? I mean, you happy means I can find better contracts, better contracts means more money, more money is always good, ooookaay?"

I shook my head grimly. "I don't believe you...like, at all."

Suri cocked her head and peered off to the side. "Fiiiine, would you believe I just want the extra money, and that I've been secretly shorting you?"

My glare fell to a very neutral expression, one with just a hint of annoyance. "Yes...see, that I would believe. I'd also prefer if you stopped."

Suri stuck her tongue out at me. "It's my pay...so be quiet." She spun around and flicked her tail at me, "Unless you wanna get on your hands and knees just for me."

I slammed my pencil down with a snap, "Never--"

"Or unless you want your little filly to figure out what happened to daddy...." She hissed, bumping her flank into the doorway, "Be a shame if somepony found out just because I went crazy and had to live on the street...and crazy ponies say crazy things...."

I glared at her, "Are you blackmailing me? Cause, you're an accessory to this shit!"

Suri turned around, snooty in every form and fashion. "Well I don't even know what that is, so no, I'm not!"

I rubbed my face, curling my fingers around my cheeks. "You knew what I did, but didn't report it. You could be tried for allowing me to get away with it. Basically, I go down, you go down."

Suri glared at me, "Liar."

I shook my head softly, "Nope...we'd both be fucked."

Suri hardened her glare. "...You're such a fuck...."

I nodded. "I am, I really am. Now do you have that thing I asked for?"

Suri popped upright, "The Night Light stuff, right?" she walked over and popped a few papers onto my desk. "You're serious about this dumb mommy mare aren't you...?"

I looked down at the files, all of Velvet's husband's information was contained in here. "I am...." I flipped through the papers. "Uh...who's this? Lulamoon...who's Trixie?"

Suri smiled wide, "What...you didn't think all that cheating would just slide under the table right?" She started trotting to the door, "You and little ms. Lulamoon would get along so well, you're both bastards, you're both sad sacks and you're both grasping at straws."

I didn't bother watching her leave, staring at the file. "...Bastard." I mumbled, looking at the family tree of Trixie Lulamoon. Half-sister to Twilight Sparkle, daughter of Night Light. "Well...." I slid the papers into my locked desk drawer and locked it up tight.

I leaned back in my chair, looking around my rather empty white office. Behind me sat a ceiling height bookshelf, on the right wall a painting. But aside from that and my desk the room was completely bare. "...I should get like...some pictures...or something."

I pulled a book from the shelf and popped it open. It was by some pony, made after studying a whole lot of wars and such. "...Cold winter in the west, the eastern lands suffering far worse for the dry winter that sapped all the moisture from the air and left the land a barren icy desert...."

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"...No, no, oh god no!" I screamed, throwing the book away, "Damn you no! Bring him back you fuck!"

"Nick?" Velvet's voice cried out, quickly rushing up to my office. "What's wrong?!"

I rubbed my eyes, sliding my hand along my desk and throwing the book away, "Nothing! Welcome back!" I snapped, standing up and covering my eyes, "I'm fine...."

Velvet peeked her head into my office. "Um...Nick, why are you cry--"

"I'm not!" I yelped, rushing past my desk and walking out of my office. "It's nothing...." I ducked down and wrapped my arms around Velvet's sweaty body. "...You're gross...."

Velvet just stood there, "Um...you told me to do this. I mean these clothes are gonna--"

I pulled her tight against me, sniffing her mane. "...You smell so gross.... I love it...." I let my hands move down to her chest, running my fingers along the damp fabric of her fake sports bra.

Velvet bristled slightly under my touch, "So we're just- gonna glaze over that whole crying thing...are w-we?"

I scooped her up and stared off towards the stairs. "I uh...reading a book...things got emotional...."

Velvet curled up in my arms. "You got emotional...over a book? That's adorable!"

I stopped on the last step down, staring down at her. "...Shut up...." I grumbled softly, stepping into my living room and clearing some space. "I just...it was sad, what do you want?"

I set Velvet down, watching her stretch her legs out. "No, I think it's great. Reading should have emotion, it's what makes it good."

I grumbled and cleared out enough space to lay down in my living room, making sure the curtains were closed. "I had to do something while you were gone...and I- well.... Did you know your husband has an illegitimate daughter? Because I didn't."

Velvet just stared at me, right foreleg curled up. "...Alright...I promised I'd do this...and...I'll admit I can kinda see the appeal.... But we're gonna talk about this after."

I spun around, my back to the window. "...Uh.... Sure we are. Now first things first I just...this is something I have to do." I unzipped my pants and pulled myself out of slacks. "Not this, I mean this is gonna happen after, but it's something else." I walked over to Velvet, looking over the teal booty shorts that wrapped her flank up nicely. "Tssss, that ass...." I mumbled, ducking down and grabbing her flank and laying my hand on her back. "Just gonna...." I leaned my head down and promptly took a hunk of her flank into my mouth.

"Buck, what the crap Nick!?" Velvet squealed, lifting her leg up and tightening her muscular flank.

I shook my head left and right, humming into her flank as I licked the sweaty cotton shorts. It was horrid and amazing, disgusting and delicious. Her body smelled so harshly, to disgustingly hot and sticky. And the mouthful of damp cotton and warm bouncing fat was simply outstanding. I pulled my head left and right, chewing on her flank like a greedy child. Velvet let out a quick squeak as I took a quick nip, poking her with my I teeth. "Nick stop...stop it...just--"

I pulled off with a dull pop, causing Velvet to shudder and kick her leg out, tapping as she quivered against the floor. "But you taste good." I lifted myself up slightly, lining myself up with her flank. "I just gonna...do this really quick." I lined my stiff rod up with her cutiemark. "You smell so good...I just...gonna ruin you...."

Velvet let out a soft sigh as I slid my cock-head between her flank and her shorts, letting her sweaty coat slid softly across my rod and letting her damp shorts pull me tight. "Dear Celestia you're gross...." Velvet mumbled, throwing her hips back and sliding me into her shorts. I let out a sharp groan, my legs nearly buckling from the amazingly rough sensation slid along my tip and made me twitch and spasm.

"Ficking- fuck--" I hissed, gripping her flank and slamming myself in and out of her shorts. "Fu-u-u-uck!" I groaned, plucking myself from her tight little shorts. "Fuck it!" I yelled adjusting back around her and jamming my cock against the dock of her tail.

"Nick!" Velvet yelped, her flank lifting up slightly as I jammed myself against her dock, forcing my head up and down the length of her rather plump dock. "Nick...calm--"

"Nope...." I mumbled, stopping my thrusting and grabbing the waistband of her shorts and yanking them down. Her backside was beautiful, slightly damp and puffy. "Fucking...why do you do this to me!?" I yelped, diving face first into her sex and taking a deep breath. She smelled so strong, like sweat and sex. "Velvet...you're wet...and I love it."

Velvet let out a sharp huff, her back legs adjusting on the hard wood floor. "Well...you're so excited...it's rubbing off on me."

I let out a long groan and fell backwards, laying flat on my back and staring at her. "Well...we gonna do this?"

Velvet looked back at me, her face glowing bright red. "I- so what's the plan here?"

I looked up, feeling my cock start to ache from the unattended hardness. "I'm going to jam my tongue inside your ass, I am going to tongue fuck you, and hopefully blow my load all over your face.... But like I said...I want to just...just sit on my face...."

Velvet looked uneasy, but her tail was held as high as possible. "Aren't you supposed to be some dominator...some--"

"Velvet...I love you, I love your ass, I love your look, your smell, everything...you're the one person who's nice to me and I want to do this, I want you to do this. Now please...just...let me fuck your with my mouth...."

Velvet snapped her head forward, her back legs prancing loudly as she slowly moved back. "...I really don't- like- I mean- should- You're not gonna tell anyone are you?"

"...Who am I gonna tell? Suri?"

Velvet took a deep breath and started stepping back over me. I watched as she dripped a small trickle of feminine juice from her winking sex, bright pinks and reds flaring and pulsing from her otherwise white backside, framed by a pair of teal shorts pulled around her knees. "...So how do I--"

I cut her off, grabbing her by the front of her back legs and pulling her down. I locked my arms around her back legs, pinning her against me and forcing her to support herself. She planted her forelegs in my chest to keep from falling over. I dug right in, squeezing my tongue past her entrance and getting a disgustingly sweaty taste of musky flesh. I pulled back for a moment, turning my head and nuzzling her flanks. "God you're so clean...but so fucking dirty-" I dove back in, jamming my tongue inside her and causing her to jolt upright, forced back in place by my arms.

Velvet's voice went wild as I wiggled my tongue against her insides, the tight hot mess wonderfully tactile as I pushed and kneaded her tender asshole with my tongue. "Buuu-uck, dear Celestia's muff, stop- stop- I can't buuu-uck!" she squealed, back legs kicking as I dug deeper and deeper into her ass. I slapped my tongue around her, sliding my thick sloppy meat around her body and forcing her muscles apart.

The smell of her sweaty body was burning my nose with a wonderfully hot stench. Everything in my higher brain was screaming to stop, but the pure touch and feel of her, the stench drawing me to her, it was wonderful. Each time her flank would bounce on my face, sandwiching my face in warm squishy plot I would die inside, knowing this would be the best, nothing would compare to this.

"Nick, slow down, slow down or I'm gonna cum already!" she moaned, bouncing her backside on my face and letting my tongue slip and and out of her ass. Her squishy wet sex ground against my chin, her winking nub grinding and flicking against the tip of it as she gyrated.

My cock was incredibly hard, threatening to shoot a thick load out at any moment as I dug into my partners slightly doughy body. I wrapped my hand around my wrist, keeping her pinned and bobbing as I moaned and begged for more. "Oooooh, buuuuuuuck!" she squealed, moving her forehooves up and pinning my cock against my stomach. I raised my hips up, forcing her back onto my face. "Don't point that thing at me-eeee-hee-eee!" she squealed her back hooves quivering against the floor and clattering loudly. "Oooooh, dear Celestia- buck me, buck me, buck!" she tightened her thighs up, locking me in place and smothering me. I felt her drip against my chin as I gave a few final digs.

I licked at her insides, letting her flesh pull me back as I tugged at her tender form. I focused on her breathing, gently sliding my tongue in and out of her body and gently massaging her pucker. I enjoyed the feeling of her hoof pinning my cock, taking advantage and thrusting my near burst ready cock in and out of her hoof's grasp.

"...Mom!?" A shrill girly voice cried out over my obscene slurping and groaning.

Velvet let out a sharp, shaky gasp, "Twilight!?"

"Cumming!" I growled, lifting my hips up and letting myself shoot my load free and clear. Each pump shooting out and causing Velvet to yelp. "Fuck- me--"

"Nick stop!" Velvet squealed, "It's in my mane!"

I felt the last shot dribble out, letting it drip over my cock as I lowered my hips back to the ground. "Ooooooh god...." I cooed, Velvet shooting up off me as I released her. "That was...so go--" I stopped dead as I looked up, facing a purple alicorn with a familiar manecut. "...Uh...hi there...why are you--"

"Twilight Sparkle, get out right now!" Velvet snapped, stomping her hoof. "Right now!"

The purple mare just froze. "...Mom, what the bu-u-ck!?"

I stared at the fighting family, slowly scooting backwards, and whispering to myself in a singsong manner. "Hat trick."

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