Sex, Anthro, OC

M, Plant, Milking

How do stallion's stand being around mares in heat? Ryo finally finds out.

Ryo pushed the vines out of his way as he ventured further from town and into the Everfree. He was already feeling relieved now that he was a couple hours outside of Ponyville, which was full of mares in heat. It was difficult to be a stallion when your family, friends, and co-workers were constantly emitting pheromones to let every stallion in town know their fertile wombs were ready for them to plant their seed.

Luckily, he’d been let in on a secret from a friend who had found a rather unusual but effective way to take sex off the mind for weeks, even months. So long as this wasn’t a wild goose chase then his problems should be taken care of in short order.

He wasn’t sure exactly what he was looking for, just that he’d know when he found it. As he entered a small clearing and smelled the sweet scent of nectar and saw a large flower blooming, he knew what he was supposed to do next. Ryo hesitated, but at the very least the unicorn could sense that he was truly alone out here.

The plant seemed to unfurl its petals as the pony disrobed on the edge of the clearing. Already at the base of the plant several vines were loosening their grip on the stem of the plant and starting to roll outwards on the soft mossy floor of the forest.

By the time Ryo stood at the edge naked, his nervousness was all but gone. Already the pheromones had been subtly soothing his doubts and making him feel safe. The clearing even seemed warmer now, despite the breeze. If the promises his friend made were true this plant would so thoroughly whet his appetite that all the mares in heat in Equestria wouldn’t phase him for a month after this.

Ryo walked towards the plant and was greeted by a large vine. He felt it with his hands, gripping it and sliding his fingers along the sides. It was smooth as glass, slightly moist, and almost frictionless. The vine felt warm to the touch, and when he lifted his right hand up he could see a clear shine on it. He rubbed two fingers together, feeling the oils from the plant tingle slightly on his skin. Where his hand had touched the plant, the oil soaked in leaving it feeling flushed and warm.

The plant inched closer with others vines but continued to let the pony approach at its own pace. It seemed patient, confident it need not lure the pony in. While Ryo lifted the vine and smelled it, another vine was gently rubbing against his calves. Over two dozen of the vines had begun to weave their way towards the pony in response to his scent, which only grew stronger with the pony’s arousal.

By now Ryo felt at ease and deeply aroused, his member having slowly grown outward to its full length and his musk triggering the plant to release more pheromones. His mind went to where it had been the past week, thinking of all the various mares he could plant his cock in, only this time he need not worry for it was just him and the plant.

He saw the vines in front of him had made a hammock of sorts, and Ryo leaned forward until he was laying on the vines on his belly. The network slowly drooped and the sides raised, until he was being supported in mid-air by dozens of them. Each vine slowly wiggled against his skin, coating his body in the slick oils.

Already a vine had found his scrotum and made a loop around it, gently squeezing and kneading his balls. Ryo’s member twitched, rock hard, as it bumped against another one of the vines. He thrust his hips forward towards the vines, enjoying the gentle caress of the plant.

Several of the vines found his arms and legs and gently wrapped around and squeezed them, massaging his muscles, relaxing his body. Ryo let out a happy sigh as the plant welcomed and pampered him.

He felt something poke at his dick, but couldn’t see more than a thick vine that have found its way underneath him. At the tip of the vine the plant opened, revealing a sleeve inside that had several ridges and a much heavier coating of the lubrication the plant was releasing. In one smooth motion the vine pushed forward and Ryo’s member slid inside, and with the gentle pull of suction the vine attached itself firmly at the base of his cock.

Ryo blushed as the vine began to squeeze his member and milk it with perfect precision, causing a week of pent up horniness to burst out into the plant’s vine. For a moment he worried that might signal an early end to the fun, but the plant his friend had called the “stallion milker” would routinely feed for days on a single stallion until it’d outpaced the body’s ability to supply it with nutritious seed.

While he basked in the warm grip of the plant, he noticed his member only needed a brief pause before returning to a state of rock hard desperate arousal. Ryo could feel the next orgasm already building up, absent any usual feelings of wanting a moment to recover.

At the same time, he felt another well lubricated vine push against his ass, sliding between the cheeks and delicately entering him from the rear. So well practiced was the plant that he thought his mind was playing a trick on him. Ryo felt the vine widen and push further in, deciding he had definitely been penetrated, when he felt a pressure on his prostate. The sensation was intense, the vine moving side to side and figuring out from his twitching and moaning where the best place to apply pressure was.

With hardly the time to realize it was happening, he felt his cock twitch and spurt some more seed as his prostate was milked. Ryo moaned happily having already achieved two wonderful releases in only the first few minutes. He squirmed against the vines, which had wrapped themselves lightly around every inch of his body. From the outside, he’d look as though her were cocooned in the protective vines.

Ryo felt comfortable, his mind wandering from one kinky thought to another. He felt another vine, this time at his lips, and coated with something far sweeter smelling than he had noticed so far. He licked his lips, tasting a rich vibrant gel that tasted like honey. As Ryo stuck his tongue out to taste it directly from the vine, the vine pushed forward into his mouth. Unlike the other vines, this one had a bulb on the end which fit perfectly into his mouth. When Ryo bit down on the vine, the honey would slowly leak out of the tip and he could swallow it.

Realizing the plant seemed to have thought of everything, Ryo realized he really could spend days here and focused back on enjoying it as much as possible. He pushed his hips forward, prompting the plant to send a ripple down the vine encasing his penis. Massaging rings rolled up and down its length while it twitched just as eagerly for release as earlier before he’d orgasmed twice. The oils in the plant seemed perfectly adapted to keep him every bit as horny and receptive to stimulation as was possible.

He felt the vines continue to explore and squeeze his body. The vine rubbing against his prostate gave a pleasantly full sensation to his ass. The nectar in his mouth serving to keep him fed and help the oils keep him aroused.

Ryo pushed his hips forward again, as if asking the plant what was taking so long. In response he felt the vine push against his prostate, and the other squeeze his member firmly. As he came, he felt the gentle suction pulling his seed down the vine toward the plant. He felt the tugging on his balls as the vine kept them firmly embraced and stimulated.

The plant was quite happy with its new visitor, the flower having fully bloomed. The stallion was a perfect fit for the plant to enjoy, and from the initial indications the plant figured it would likely take four or five days to milk him dry. Then the plant could lay dormant until its next visitor, and the stallion Ryo would head back to Ponyville with thoughts of sex distant from his mind for several weeks…

What his friend hadn’t told him though, while this plant would surely allow him to ignore the mares in heat, was that being milked by the plant was so wonderful he’d probably never want to go more than a month without visiting the plant again for another session.