Bug hated this lecture, the prattling dour voice of the stuttering Pegasus mare professor who was way past senile doing little to invigorate her interest in herbology. Bug looking at her notes to see she had jotted down nothing other than a crude drawing of a few badly drawn ponies having a bad time with wildlife. The grey mare rolling her pencil in her mouth as she fidgeted to pass the time, as she regretted getting up early to have her die of boredom listening to the intricacy of lichen reproduction. Bug was about ready to call it quits and fall asleep on the desk, when she heard a “psst” to her right, causing her to slowly list her ears to the disturbance as her unenthusiastic head followed a few seconds later.

“What?” grumbled Bug not in the mood to deal with one of her cretinous peers no doubt wanting to borrow a rubber or some other trivial bit of stationary. Her eyes meeting the raspberry peepers of a smiling pale blue Pegasus mare with an overly large pink bow nestled on the back of her head. the cheery smile that was being projected dotted by the ruby studs of a brace adding a cute introverted look to the beaming face of what was clearly a morning person. Bug’s eyes narrowing like an angry skink as she prepared to shut down some scrounging attempt at borrowing some of her stuff with the clear intent not to return it.

“Could I borrow your pencil sharpener?” asked the mare quietly, making the best of their location at the back of the room to talk without the lecturer noticing and throwing chalk at them. The mare cocking her head slighting so her ears sat unevenly in a disarming way, as Bug eyed her like it might be some trick.

“Sure…” said Bug begrudgingly, as the white noise of the rambling professor panned into some self-analogy about ballsack to body ratio in house spiders for whatever demented reason. Bug didn’t really want to give up her emergency shiv, but the pleading look on Flitter’s face overcame her like a puppy, and with a sigh, she capitulated after a short mulling and offered it in an outstretched frog. The tickling of feathers caressing the inner hoof, as Flitter knocked the stainless steel from Bug’s grasp with a sound that was supposed to sound cute and accidental.

“Whoop’s let me get that,” whispered Flitter as her chair squeaked slightly as she adjusted her seating as if preparing to get up. Bug suppressing an insulting verbal jab as this clutzy cunt, when she locked angry eye contact only to see the lusty bedroom eyes staring back at her with the twitching of a lip held in place by a fetter of shiny teeth. The look causing Bug’s mind to skip for a second like a record placer getting bumped, as the look of want washed over her in a confused wave.

“I can be so clumsy...” continued Flitter as she dismounted the chair and stooped under the desk, assuming a crawl that she used to jostle her rear in a way that might be interpreted as erotic. Soon Flitters’ head had snuck betwixt Bug's legs, so her breathing rustled the confused mare’s loins as she realised that Flitter was coming on to her like a bitch in heat. The heat on her breath seeming to warm up Bug’s mind as she suddenly remembered the night priors’ game of spin the bottle.
Bug had not been playing of course, but it had happened in the communal kitchen in her ghetto like accommodation floor. The earthpony caught in the crossfire as she had walked in for a pint of milk, as the calcium-rich goodness tended to help her with her vivid and very much lucid dreams. Trivial group activities and raging sex hormones are never a good idea, and no sooner was Bug wiping away the white moustache the crème had given her, was some mare volunteering to eat her out during their next riveting herbology lecture.

Her name was Flitter, and Bug had brushed it off as just talk as she said “Sure, it will make the lecture at least some bit interesting,” or something of that effect, before turning to leave and thinking nothing more of it. well, that was until the mare shoved her muzzle between her legs and gave a long lick slicking up her pussy with a greasing of drool ready to dig in. the sudden violation of her sex causing Bug to almost gasp as she bit her hoof to suppress the sexual release at the unexpected intimacy.

Bug didn’t know Flitter well, but she was conclusively a bonified slut as she was so eager and willing to pleasure another mare publicly with minimal prompting. The mare lapping her loins in a manner that denoted experience, Bug leaning in slightly, as the pressure in her foal oven began to build from the probing tongue fondling her folds. The Pegasus folding up neatly under the desk so she might orally service Bug without anyone being any wiser aside from the slick sounds of Flitter nuzzling the sodden cooch.

The next few lecturers’ slides passing slowly, as Bug's face came to a gradual boil as she got more and more red in line with her excitement mounting. Her nethers twitching as little by little Flitter succeeded in getting Bug more hot and bothered then she was comfortable admitting. Bug working up a pant as hot breath tickled her pubic region just as she tried to suppress her urge moan at this stimulating session going on in her love tunnel. A puddle starting to form in her seat, as she began leaking mare honey like a faulty Fawcett, that Flitter was more than happy to lick in lingering waves of velvety caress.

Bug could have sat here for eternity, letting the Pegasus whose muzzle was embedded in her marehood continue to pleasure her in a way significantly better than any vibrator ever would. Flitter doing a great job as her hooves clasped Bug’s rump so that she might more easily bob her head into the parted pussy, that was now running like a river from her nubile oral manipulations. The sensation of the braces tickling her mons too much for Bug as this all in all was the perfect package for sneaky public debauchery.

Then a cruel idea tickled Bug’s brain like a probing whip scorpion flailing its feelers, and her hoof drifted to the back of Flitter’s dabbling skull grasping the mane…………

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Today we have another collab between me and Crazy Water ( https://derpibooru.org/profiles/Crazy+Water ). This one slightly more exotic, as it shows Bug in university dealing with a mare under the table ;)

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