AnonXPinkie Public Casual Sex

"No, that'll be all."
>The waiter takes both of your menus, and you return your attention to the fidgeting pink pony before you
"When was the last time you had sex?"
>"Last hour!"
"With-"
>"A complete stranger."
>Her eyes break away from your gaze, and she looks to the side with a slight frown on her face
>"I'm reeeally sorry, Anon, I tried really hard but he was just so close and he got me so hot and-"
>You hold a hand up, silencing her, and sigh
>You are Anonymous, tasked with helping the ponyville bicycle suppress her appetite for sex
>It's the first week, and you regard her not having sex at this instant to be a moderate success
>There are apparently still vast improvements to be made, however
>You clear your throat
>Pinkie looks up at you, staring at you for a few moments, before you give up
"Hoof, Pinkie."
>"Oh, right!"
>She takes her hoof out from between her legs, placing the glistening wet limb on the table in full view
>You can smell the scent of candies and baked goods from it
>What a strange odor
"So walk me through what happened this morning."
>"Wellll..."
>Her eyes move slightly to the top, and her head tilts as she gives it some thought
>"Well, I was walking down the street to meet you and this stallion comes out of the corner with his pals, and I bounce into him..."
>You see her hoof slide slowly off the table again, but you just let her keep talking while you reach a hand out to hold it
>The fur is matted and wet to the touch, and your hands feel a little sticky after touching it
>Her hoof does stop receding, though
>"...And he told me that he wanted to rut me right then and there in front of his pals and I thought it was hot so I said yes and then we fucked for an hour."
>You blink at her
"Pinkie, was that why you were an HOUR late?"
>Her ears flatten and her head lowers a bit
>"Sorry!"
"Pinkie, if you want me to help you..."
>"I really do, Anon!"

>The waiter comes back with two plates, floating it with his magic, and settling it down in between the two of you
>Pinkie casts a seductive look towards him, so you step in
"That'll be all, thank you."
>He scuttles away and you turn towards your pink friend, who looks apologetic again
>You had gotten both gotten daisy sandwiches, and they were your favorite, especially when you asked for no daisies
"If we you find it so hard to stop, why do you want me to help you stop?"
>"It's kind of a personal-"
"Pinkie, I've watched you masturbate 6 times in a row while we talked once. And on top of that, I've been trying to help for a week. You owe me an explanation."
>"It's just that, I was telling Twilight about how many stallions I got with that day and then she got really angry at me for some reason and...and..."
>You raise an eyebrow at her
>This information would've been very useful earlier
>"Well, she told me some really scary stories about mares that have a lot of sex."
>You blink
>A few moments pass
>And you burst into laughter
>"Hey, that's not funny!"
"S-sorry, it's-"
>You take a moment, stifling your laughter
"S-so, uhm, what stories did she tell you?"
>"One of her stories was that if I had sex with too many stallions I would go blind. Or was it masturbating? Either way, really bad things happen!"
"First of all, those stories aren't true."
>She gasps loudly
"Second of all, why were you telling Twilight this in the first place?"
>"She asked me how often I had sex."
>That didn't sound like a line of conversation you wanted to go down
"Was that the only reason you didn't want to have sex so often?"
>"Yep!"
"Well, that was a waste of a week."
>"How do I know they're not true?"
"Are you blind?"
>She bites her lip in thought for a moment
>"Nope!"
"Problem solved, right?"
>"Wow, Anon, you really helped me out there. Would you like a quick fuck as thanks?"
>You shrug
>And then she gets under the table

>Through the gridded metal table, you can see Pinkie's form crawling towards you
>You spread your legs in anticipation, as you pick up your sandwich to examine it
>She grips your zipper in her muzzle and slides it down, while you open the sandwich to check the contents
>Of course, there's still the daisy in it
>The restaurant has one item on the menu, and they still can't take custom orders
>Soft fur parts your pants, and you feel her fishing around you boxers for the prize
>You take the daisy out, and place it on your friend's plate, while you feel the cool air assault your tip after being freed from your clothes
>The double daisy sandwich reminds you that she probably eats anything
>Your point gets reinforced when you feel the smooth, wet sensation of a tongue across the underside of your shaft
>You scoot your body a little further in, and this has the effect of rubbing your shaft against her tongue and booping her on the face with the tip
>Your sandwich is back together in one piece
>You hate this place
>Pinkie takes your cock in her mouth, spreading her saliva quickly over it without ceremony, and you manage to let out only a grunt
>You bring your sandwich up to your lips and bite in as Pinkie pops off of your cock and turns around, wiggling her tush
>The sandwich tastes like plain old bread in your mouth, and it's rather dry
>Unlike the slit your lower head was being rubbed against, of course
>She pushes herself back, and slides your cock into her while you continue munching
>You don't bother thrusting, and she ends up doing all the work, her inner walls squeezing your cock and massaging it as she rides it
>Finally, you manage to swallow the disgusting excuse for a meal and consider taking another bite
>The pony underneath is pumping herself onto you, and you see her ass jiggle with each impact
>You set your sandwich down
>And grip her flanks with crumby fingers
>And then start helping her motions

>With full focus on her soft, warm insides, you feel your climax getting very close
>Pinkie moans underneath you, rather loudly, causing some of the patrons to shoot a glance over your way
>You use your hands to pull her into you, and she takes the hint
>Her pink skin compresses as she pushes herself back, and you give her a spank as you let out a gasp when you reach your orgasm
>Your cock pulses and throbs, and then spurts out the hot product of your love-making
>Pinkie arches her back as the fresh batch of warm seed enters her body, moaning in pleasure
>Her walls squeeze and unsqueeze, milking you for all you're worth, and you give a few thrusts as you finally empty your nuts
>She pulls out, panting, and crawls back onto the seat opposite to you
>Her face is a red blush, and she takes a look at her sandwich
"Anon, I can't eat all of this!"
>You smile at her, taking a moment to pull your dick back into its safe home and zip up your pants
>The two of you continue your lunch in peace, with casual small talk
>She did end up eating all of that sandwich after all
>Also, she ended up blind at some point