@Background Pony #BD08  
It’s a comic called Magic Touch by Shino, it has 4 parts (so far)

@ImperfectXIII  
is that a fanfic? link pls?

Good girl~
 
Take that young cock~

Damn, that’s some smooth animation <3 Looking forward to seeing more!

Was just planning on saving a couple images that I had missed over the past few days then going to bed. I guess my bed’s gonna have to wait a little longer.

Very sexy. ;)

@clopficsinthecomments  
Very nice… and about how I would expect an encounter like that to end for Delta.

Okey dokey, full fic is up, here!

<3!!!

@clopficsinthecomments  
WHOOOOOOOOOO

wow
 
who is this lucky stallion?
 
enviable

@clopficsinthecomments  
Hhhhng I’m loving this but… One little detail.
 
Isn’t Delta’s tail too short to do what she does?

@clopficsinthecomments  
gets notified new comment by clopficsinthecomments oh boy  
yup. eyyyyyyup.  
I’m gonna read that later~

Little teaser for the full-clopfic in the comments… have been writing this on the fly in the Space Ponyo discord (Shino’s discord) eventually the remainder will go up on my fimfic (probably tomorrow)
 
Gypsum Board put his drink down on the beat up old table as his work-mates slapped him on the back. He really hadn’t wanted to come out tonight, but as the youngest stallion on the work crew, apparently it was tradition for him to pay for the first round of drinks for his 4 co-workers. Even if that meant it would drain every bit out of this 18-year-old construction laborer’s first day’s paycheck.
 
“Aw, don’t be so sour, Gyp!” A heart hoof ruffled his mane. “We all know you were gonna head home and play that stupid Online Ogres & Oubliettes game… at least by coming out with us you have a chance at getting laid tonight.”
 
Gypsum pouted, taking another sip out of his drink. He never had any luck with the mares at school, he wasn’t the brightest fellow… just good with his hooves.
 
“In fact, Gyp… I think I see your dream mare, right over there!” Gypsum was launched to his hooves by a bevy of his so-called ‘friends’ toward a blue-haired mare sitting by herself in the corner, staring at the sports highlights of the recent Las Pegasus Knights hoofball team’s latest defeat.
 
He hesitated for a moment, looking back at his co-workers, unsure of himself… but all he got were shaking heads and hooves motioning him to go on… there was no way he was getting out of this now.  
Waiting for a break in the highlights on the TV as they switched to a commercial break, Gypsum coughed nervously and slid onto the empty seat across from the blue-haired mare. “H-hey there… c-come here often, ma’am?”
 
There was no response, the mare continued watching commercials, acting like he didn’t exist.
 
Sweat started to form on Gypsum’s grey-blue brow as he heard the jingle of the ever-present Boop-o-Roops commercial. This mare was totally ignoring him to watch… that?!
 
“Uh… s-sorry… wh-what I said was… do you come here often?” Gypsum stammered, as terrifying memories of rejection from high-school raced through his mind. A few tables over, his co-workers groaned and boo’ed… he was crashing and burning… bad.
 
Still no reaction from the mare, Gypsum shakily began to stand up, feeling almost sick to his stomach. He’d finish his beer, quit his job, go into hiding for a week… then escape to one of those monasteries in East Equestria… there was no way he could live this embarrassment down. He’d never be able to talk to another mare in his entire life.  
The mare’s hoof grabbed his, just as he was turning away.
 
“Not the brightest colt, are you?”
 
Gypsum shook his head, “N-no ma’am.”
 
“Buy me a drink, and stick around.”
 
…
 
It was a few hours later, and there were now more than half-a-dozen brown bottles of booze on their table-top. He’d only had two. The mare’s name was Delta, and she was one of those mares who seemed to be able to nurse a buzz that kept them right on the line between bemused and depressed.
 
Apparently she had some troubles with an ex, too. She didn’t spend the whole night talking about him, but inevitably any subject that she would start on, or he would manage to talk about, would end up with her mumbling or muttering something under her breath about him.
 
For the most part, Gypsum just sat and listened, he always felt a bit awkward around older-mares. As time went on, his co-workers began to file out of the bar, each with a different mare on their arm, shooting him a wink as they headed out.
 
The last one leaned over, away from the obviously hammered floozy hanging off him, to whisper into his ear, too loudly such that Delta would be able to hear “Thanks again for picking up the tab, kid… word of advice, drop this mare… she ain’t puttin’ out tonight.”
 
Gypsum rolled his eyes. Once again his coworkers were making asses of themselves. “Thanks for the advice, have a good one.” He bit off as quickly as he could. Gypsum didn’t care about getting laid - he was just trying to make it through this shitty ‘new-guy-tradition’ bar night.
 
Half an hour later, the bartender began flipping the lights on and nodding at the few remaining patrons.
 
Gypsum smiled across at Delta, her features now fully revealed under the harsh lights of the bar. Surprisingly, she was a pretty attractive middle-aged mare, if you discounted the heavy bags under her eyes and the perpetual scowl she wore. “Huh, I knew you were a pretty mare.” Gypsum slapped his hoof to his mouth quickly, he couldn’t believe he’d just said that aloud.
 
Groaning, he threw a small bag of bits onto the table, likely more than enough to cover all of him, his co-workers and Delta’s booze, but at this point he was too embarrassed to stick around and count. He pushed his chair back and stood up. “Th-thanks for the lovely evenin’ ma’am… sorry my friends and I bothered you.”  
He started to walk past Delta toward the exit, when he felt her tail swish out to the side of her chair, blocking his exit.
 
“Hold on there, Mr. not-the-brightest colt, where do you think you’re going?”
 
“H-home?” Gypsum responded, pausing.  
“Uh-uh… sit your butt back down there.” Delta nodded at the chair across from her, that Gypsum had just vacated.
 
“B-but the bar’s clos-”
 
“Ehhh… I know the bartender pretty good, he’ll let me stay a little later… right?” Delta shouted over her shoulder to the gruff unicorn bartender, who had started cleaning and flipping chairs onto table-tops.
 
“15 minutes. And don’t make a damn mess like last time you stayed late, Delta.”
 
Delta shrugged drunkenly and leaned back over the table to whisper conspiratorially to Gypsum, “last time I stayed late and made a mess he watched, total hypocrite… that mare was pretty cute though.”  
Delta smiled when she saw the blush spread across Gypsum’s features. “So, Mr. Not-so-bright… what’s your deal? You spend the whole night buying all the booze in the joint and listenin’ to my sob stories… then you try to scamper after some half-assed line about how pretty I am?”
 
Gypsum groaned, rubbing his forehead. “L-look Delta… I’m sorry, if you’re just looking to tease me I’m really tired and…”
 
Delta rolled her eyes, “You need to learn to shut up, Not-so-bright… it was a good line.”
 
“Huh?” Gypsum’s head almost fell off his hoof.
 
“So what I’m trying to figure out now, is why you were taking off so quick?” Delta scooted a little closer to the table with her chair and sunk down a bit.
 
Gypsum almost startled as he felt something touch his leg under the table, the wispy hairs of another pony’s tail tickling his calf playfully.  
“So here’s this guy, listens to me like a saint all night.” Delta licked her lips as she trailed her tail further up Gypsum’s legs, while also bringing one of her rear hooves to play against his other calf. “Doesn’t once make a shitty, pass at me or try to grab my flank like it’s a hoof-full of candy.”  
Delta’s tail was now touching Gypsum’s inner thighs, and the stallion felt himself reacting, growing… falling out of his sheath at this older mare’s coy touch.  
“He waits and watches as his friends all leave with mares on their arms, but still he sticks around.” Delta’s fore-hoof was stroking one of Gypsum’s on the top of the table, gently. “So I figure that this guy…” Delta licked her lips slowly, and sultrily… clearly displaying just how dextrous and long her pink tongue was.
 
Gypsum shifted in his seat uncomfortably as his stallionhood flopped over the edge of the bar chair, rapidly expanding.
 
“Must be one of two things…” Delta’s tail flicked across his nearly fully-erect stallionhood, making Gypsum groan, as she arched her eyebrows “he’s gay and he doesn’t want his co-worker buddies to know.” Delta lifted her rear-hoof up to Gypsum’s crotch, her underhoof making contact with the heat of his erect shaft.
 
“Hmmm…. scratch that one off” Delta grinned predatorily.  
She began to slowly stroke the end of the poor, blushing, stuttering construction-pony’s erection with her rear hoof as she went on, staring hungrily into his eyes. “Or… he’s shy.”
 
At this, Delta leaned across the table and planted a wet, boozy kiss on the young stallion. She pushed her tongue into his mouth, letting it play over his teeth as he fumblingly tried to return the kiss, his eyes wide open in surprise and anxious worry about the scenario he’d gotten into.  
“Bingo”  
Gypsum stammered “B-bu-buh I-I not sh-shy!” Even as he clattered to his feet, nearly slipping in his state of discombobulation as his erection jammed on the table edge and threatened to flip the whole thing over. Stabilizing himself, he tried to tuck his tail under himself to hide part of his visible arousal.
 
Delta laughed as she slowly stood up, nodding a farewell to the bartender. “Suuure you’re not, stud. Don’t you worry… I like ‘em shy.” Delta gave the construction pony a little hip-check as she walked by him toward the door. “Make sure you keep up, stud… I’m taking you home.”
 
Gypsum’s face was burning red as he watched the older mare sultrily walk to the door, her tail deliberately flicking left and right just a bit further than her hip sway could account for, sending little flashes of something more beneath into Gypsum’s vision.
 
“UHHH…. I d-don’t kn-kno…”
 
“Sure you do, stud… just follow momma’s direction… I always take care of nice guys… they do finish last after all.”
 
Gypsum swallowed deeply and followed those alluring flanks out the door.

Damn, Delta needed a good dicking. Good for her.

the little tail movement, heh

Well, maybe she doesn’t build rockets anymore but at least she still works them, amirite?
 
 
ok that was terrible, I’ll off myself now.

@pinkamenapie3333  

@TheFilmingGuy  

 
There’s a part of me that saw this and thought, “Delta Vee’s had a pretty rough time of it. I hope this means she has a special somepony who cares about her, or who at the very least can bring a little joy into her otherwise depressing life.”
 
And then there’s the part of me that saw this and thought, “huh… so that’s how she’s been keeping this customer-less junkyard financially solvent. Selling her ‘junk’ indeed.“
 
I’m not sure which idea I like better at the moment. I do know which one I feel most guilty about though.

Holy unf! ❤️❤️❤️

Noice milf :3

@pinkamenapie3333  
Most likely an anon stallion

I wonder who the stallion is

Good show

only yes. YES for milf YES for older mare YES for this sexy movement