Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!
Derpy Hooves hit the button on her husband's alarm clock and groaned, stirring in her bed. The handy little device did its job, there was no denying that, but it was far too loud. As she scooted closer to her husband's side of the bed to snuggle upto her beloved, she wondered if the bed was always so wide. She wondered this up until the moment that she fell over the other side, crashing to the ground with a yelp and taking the covers with her.
"Owiiiiie…" Derpy slowly stood and looked at the bed beside her. No husband – only the impression of where he slept. She frowned and left the room, yawning as she passed her daughter's bedroom. She took care not to wake her up, though the creaking floorboards did nothing to help.
As she descended the stairs, she couldn't help but envy the filly that lived so close to her school that she could sleep for an extra thirty minutes. She also couldn't help but glare at her husband, who was prancing frantically around the parlour, grabbing this-and-that and stuffing everything into his over-stuffed suitcase.
"Oh dear, I'm going to be late! Oh, I haven't finished my paper for Mr. Rich. No, I can write it on the way. Do I have enough screwdrivers? Should I bring more? Do I have more?! Ohhhh, why is this tie being so difficult?"
Derpy snickered. Suddenly, her foul mood was broken. The sight of her husband fumbling with his tie as he mumbled panickingly to himself was just too adorable for her to be mad.
It was time for her duties as his loving wife! He head held high, she approached Time Turner and reached around from behind him, taking the tie and planting a gentle kiss on his cheek. "Let me do that, Turny."
"Oh, Derpy! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."
"You didn't. It's time to make Dinky's lunch."
"What?! It's that time already?!"
Derpy giggled, rounding her husband and tying his tie with practised expertise. "Another important meeting, or two?"
"More like five," Time Turner said. "Mr. Rich wants to see my latest prototype before he even considers offering me a loan, and I have to convince him of its application and profitability. Then Sir Fancypants has invited me to an auction with Professor Neigh, whose ideas and advancements in the field of physics are impeccable! Trixie wants me to look at a few of her props that have gone haywire, Princess Twilight wants my opinion on the castle's security system which, frankly, there isn't one, and-"
"Okay, okay," Derpy said, her eyes spinning from all of the information going through her head. "I get it. You're busy. Done!" she sang as she stood back and looked over her work. The tie was perfect, but Turner's mane… She licked her hoof and patted the ruffled hair down, straightening it out. "When d'you think you'll be back?"
Time Turner frowned. "I'm afraid, with my appointments all over Equestria, I may not be back until late tomorrow night."
Derpy frowned, but continued to fix her husband's mane. "Oh… Again?"
"I'm sorry," Time Turner said, suddenly feeling very guilty. "I know that I've been spending a lot of time away from home lately, but-"
"No, it's fine!" Derpy said, putting on her practised smile as she took a step back. Her husband looked as handsome as the day she married him. "You're 'the Doctor', after all! Ponies all over depend on you!" Derpy waved her hoof dismissively."Besides, it's gonna be a busy day for me, too, down at the post office."
"I thought that you had today off?"
Derpy gulped. "Er, yeah, but they uh, had an emergency and called me in! They said, 'Derpy! We can't run this place without you! Please come in tomorrow and we'll pay you double!'" She giggled, walking over to Turner's suitcase to tidy it up.
"Huh, I don't recall us receiving a visitor."
"Uhh, they came by when you were down in your lab… last night…"
"Oh. Well, I'm happy to hear they think so much of you! And to think, just last year you would deliver roughly ninety percent of letters to the wrong addresses!"
Derpy closed the suitcase and thrust it into her husband's chest, maintaining her smile as a vein threatened to pop in her head. "Okay, Dear! There's no need to talk about such silly things. Especially when you're gonna be late."
Turner gasped and looked at the watch on his foreleg. "Oh no! I have to get going!" He planted a fast peck on Derpy's lips, quicker than she had time to register, and then rushed towards the door. "Tell Dinky that I won't be back tonight! And good luck at work today!"
The closed before Derpy could even raise her hoof to wave. "… Have a good day." She sighed.
It was like this every day. Renowned Doctor Time Turner was always busy, be it working on his little gadgets in his lab, or racing across Equestria, meeting important ponies and clients who had invested in his work.
She knew that his work was important and she was happy that he was happy, but it left the two of them very little time to really connect… Dinky barely even saw her father these days.
Glancing at the clock in the parlour, Derpy realised that she would have to hurry and make her daughter's lunch. Cleaning would have to wait, though she didn't really feel much in the mood, anyway.
"Have a good day, Muffin," Derpy said, lowering her daughter's saddlebag onto Dinky's back and patting her mane.
Dinky glanced around nervously, but when she found no other students looking in her direction, she reached up and hugged her mother. "If I get a hundred on the test today, can I stay up late?"
Derpy rose her head and looked down at her daughter with a smile. "No. It's a school night." She saw Dinky pout and she had to suppress her giggle. "But if you get a hundred on the test today, I'll let you stay up as late as you want this weekend."
Dinky gasped. "And watch movies?!"
"And maybe we'll get pizza," she added with a wink, and her daughter was practically jumping with joy. She waved goodbye as Dinky went to join with her friends, and turned to leave. Regardless of whether Dinky got a perfect score or not, Derpy was planning to spoil her anyway… She was just too darn cute.
A sigh escaped her lips as she remembered Carrot Top's words from the other day. Carrot Top had suggest that Derpy was spoiling her daughter to distract her from the fact that Time Turner was hardly ever there. She didn't think that that was what she was doing, but even if it was, did it really matter? It made Dinky happy and it wasn't exactly bad for the filly.
Another sigh escaped her lips as her thoughts of Carrot Top travelled to new places. Carrot Top had been Derpy's friend longer than she could remember. Her actual name is Golden Harvest, but Derpy preferred the nickname Carrot Top.
She was kind, despite her brash nature. She was considerate and generous, and she was great with Dinky. She was always there to help Derpy whenever things were tough, be they at home, work, or just in general.
Over the recent months, the knowledge that Time Turner was constantly away began to pile of Derpy's shoulders and was starting to become too much to bear… and then just as suddenly as it had appeared, the weight was lifted, thanks to Carrot Top.
The weight was starting to return. Derpy Hooves had lied about having to work that day, so she was actually free, without any plans other than to clean the house and book her daughter's appointment with the local dentist. Tasks that would hardly take up her entire day.
Taking a detour home, Derpy passed by the small cottage that housed her best friend. There was a lovely carrot patch out in the front garden, though it paled in comparison to the private farm that Carrot Top owned just outside of town.
Looking down at the orange carrots sticking out of the ground, Derpy licked her lips and wondered if Carrot would miss a carrot or two. "I wonder if they're ready to be picked?"
"Nope!" Suddenly, Derpy was blind! "And if I catch you eating any, I'll have ta punish you!"
"Wah! I can't see!" Derpy flailed, giggling as she pretended to be unable to move. Carrot Top's hooves were removed from her eyes, and suddenly she could see again. Turning around, she found her friend grinning and shaking her head slowly. "I wasn't gonna eat any!"
"Liar," Carrot said, flicking Derpy's forehead and making the other mare flinch. "So what's up? Just dropped Dinky off at school?"
"Yup!"
"And now you're on your way home?"
"Uh, y-yeah." Suddenly, Derpy blushed.
Carrot Top hummed in thought. "But this is a little out-of-the-way, don't you think?" She put a hoof to Derpy's chin and lifted her head so that their eyes met. "Or maybe, you wanted to see me?"
Derpy gulped. Those deep, seductive eyes drew her in every time. "Uhhhhh… T-Turny's not gonna be home until tomorrow, so…"
Carrot Top grinned. She had to resist kissing those adorable lip right then-and-there, simply because they were out in public. "I see… Well, I've got some free time. So, your place or mine?"
As Derpy opened the door to her home, she turned around to invite Carrot Top in. However, before she could say anything, the other mare pushed her in, kissing her aggressively and shutting the door behind them as they entered the house.
Carrot Top spun Derpy around, pushing her against the door as she pushed her tongue into her friend's mouth. Her tongue played with Derpy's, making wet slapping sounds as she moaned at the taste. Derpy's hooves connected around Carrot's neck, and Carrot Top giggle as she sent her home to investigate Derpy's fine flanks.
Derpy squeaked as Carrot's hooves groped and massaged the folds of her flanks. Carrot enjoyed the timid little sounds and pushed her tongue deeper, forcing their lips together for a few seconds before pulling away for air. A trail of saliva kept them connected for just one moment, before splitting. As it did, Derpy frowned and slid away from Carrot's hold.
"Ohhhh! Why did you have to do that? You know I don't like doing it in here!"
Carrot Top giggled. "That's because you're so cute, Derpy. I couldn't hold myself back anymore."
Derpy turned to Carrot with her face blushing fiercely. She pouted, shifting her legs uncomfortably as she felt herself dripping onto the floor. "Now you've got me wet."
"So-rry!" Carrot sang, grinning as she watched Derpy fidget before her. "Wanna go to the bedroom, then, my darling?"
Derpy's blush deepened, but she smiled when she saw Carrot's hoof stretched out towards her. She hated being tease and picked on, but she loved being doted on, be it by her husband, or by her secret marefriend…
"Carry me?" she asked, and Carrot Top rolled her eyes. Swiftly, the farmer swept Derpy off of her hooves, standing on her hind legs as she effortlessly carried Derpy Hooves up the stairs. As they moved, Derpy noticed a slight puddle on the floor that she knew she would have to clean.
Still, it was only a minor thing, compared to the one time they had had sex on the couch, three times, and the smell lingered even after cleaning. If Time Turner had returned home, he might have caught on, but thankfully, only Dinky was home that night, and Derpy was able to trick her into thinking it was scented candles.
Carrot Top knew her way to the bedroom by now. The door was ajar, so she was able to nudge it open without releasing Derpy. The room was the same as it was the previous times she had visited. One side contained a desk, littered with papers full of writing in various languages and diagrams that neither mare could even begin to understand.
The other was pink and fluffy, and contained a wardrobe so full of plush toys that they were spilling out – many of them muffin-shaped – and a wall of medals awarded to Derpy for her work at the postal office.
Carrot dropped Derpy onto the bed with a pomf. "Wah! What are we gonna-"
"Spread 'em," Carrot Top said with a demonic grin, not even allowing the other mare to finish her question. She licked her lips as a bashful Derpy opened her legs, revealing her glistening lips within. "Oh, you been workin' up a sweat today, Derpy?"
"T-That's not iiiit…"
"Then what is it?" Carrot Top leaned down and gave a long, sensual lick, lapping up the wet substance and swallowing it as she brought her head back up. "It tastes sweet."
"Nooooooo!" Derpy covered her eyes, embarrassed yet smiling as the other mare continued her licking. "Nn! A-Aaaaahhhhh… Ah!" Derpy removed her hooves so that she could look down at Carrot Top's head between her legs, and after one particular lash of that tongue against her clit, Derpy threw her head back against her pillow and sighed, her eyes rolling to either side of her head.
Her left eye spied a photograph on the bedside table beside her, and she cringed as Time Turner's smiling face met her own. Mustering what little strength she could, she reached for the photo and pulled it down.
Suddenly, the licking stopped. Derpy looked at Carrot Top confusedly, who was wiping her mouth with her hoof. Carrot's grin was even wider, and she said, "Tell me what this is, Derpy."
Derpy's smile turned to a frown, and squirmed her legs and bucked her hips, urgent for Carrot Top to continue. But the other mare would not comply. "D-Don't do this to meeeee…"
"Just one lil' question," Carrot Top sang, leaning forward to whisper into Derpy's ear. "What is that wet stuff between your legs, Derpy?"
"… I-It's my… my…"
"Yeeeeeeeeeesssss?"
Derpy clenched her eyes, and screamed, "I-It's my pussy juice, because your tongue feels so good!"
Chuckling, Carrot Top patted her marefriend's head and gave her a gently kiss on her cheek. "That'll do, Derpy." And with that, she lowered herself down Derpy's body once more and resumed her licking, much more viciously this time.
"AH! AHHHHHNNN! NNNN-YAH! C-CARROOOOOOTTTT…"
Carrot chuckled as Derpy's hips bucked wildly. She was getting close, and Carrot Top could feel her own nethers dampening, too. She reached down to rub the needy area as she adjusted her angle, reaching the spot that she knew would drive Derpy crazy.
"GAH! N-NAHT THERE! AH!" Derpy's hips gave one final thrust, before her back arched and her body shook with the intensity of her orgasm. "Hah… Hah…"
"Like that?" Carrot asked in a teasing tone. Derpy could only nod her head, which simply amused Carrot even more. "Then, time to return the favour." Carrot climbed up Derpy's body, pausing for only a few moment to let Derpy catch her breath and register what she had just said. Spreading her lower lips with her hoof, Carrot straddled the other mare's muzzle and pressed down. "Lick it niiiiice an' good now."
Derpy's eyes half-closed as her tongue reached into Carrot's hole, and she moaned in pleasure as the sweet taste filled her mouth. It amused her that Carrot Top's juices actually tasted of carrot juice, and she giggled to herself in humour.
Carrot winced as the vibrations took her by surprise. "H-Hey, don't do that…"
Derpy gasped. Suddenly, she had a means of payback… She tried to think of funny things to make herself giggle. Rainbow Dash in a wall…
"A-Ah!"
Applejack's southernisms.
"S-Stooooop."
That cartoon the other day that she watched with Dinky.
"Alright, you!" Carrot shouted, reaching behind herself and grabbing Derpy's cunt with her hoof. Suddenly, the giggling stopped. "Stop that right now or else!" she demanded, the grin on her face betraying her angry tone-of-voice.
Derpy hesitated for a second to decide if the reward would be worth the risk… and then she thought about Pinkie Pie covered in cake batter. "PFFT!"
Carrot Top yelped, her hips twitching as they began to move on their own, grinding themselves against Derpy's muzzle. "T-That's it! I warned ya!" Carrot began to run Derpy's lips roughly, brushing her hoof over her clit occasionally and teasing her hoof inside. She felt Derpy's tongue slowing down and the mare beneath her started to squirm and moan. "Hey, no slackin'! You cum before I do and you'll be sorry!"
Derpy did not like the sound of that. With haste, she shoved her tongue back inside, foregoing the giggles and focussing on hitting every nook and cranny to find that elusive G-spot. When she found it, Carrot made sure she knew. She felt Carrot's hoof slowing down and fumbling about clumsily, whilst Carrot herself was apparently practicing her opera singing.
"Oh god, right there!" Carrot reached her hooves up to her mouth and bit into one of them, her eyes twitching as she tried to keep them open. She wanted to see Derpy's face covered in her cum… No. She wanted something else. With a sudden urgence, she reached down and pushed Derpy's face back, a trail of saliva keeping Derpy's mouth and her cunt connected.
"L-Let's finish together!" She gave Derpy no choice in the matter, climbing down the other mare's body and slamming their lower lips together. The two cried together and Carrot thrusted her hips, mixing their leaking juices together and filling the room with moans of pleasure.
The heavy scent of sex flooded Derpy's nostrils. Her face contorted in a mix of both pleasure and dazedness, her eyes rolling back into her head and her tongue hanging limply from her mouth. Her forelegs hung to either side of her head, showing that she would allow Carrot to do whatever she pleased, and her hind legs wrapped themselves around Carrot Top's waist, demanding her to do as she pleased.
This was what Carrot wanted to see. She wanted to see her lover's face, flooded with the pleasure that she gave her, her body writhing and convulsing as she neared her climax. She wanted to see the proof that Derpy was her mare, and she wanted to see Derpy loving every last second of her orgasm.
And she did. As the two came in unison, Derpy's eyes clenched shut and she had to bite into her own hoof to avoid screaming so loudly that the neighbours would hear. Carrot, though, kept her eyes open the entire time. Despite them wanting to close, despite her wanting to bend down and fuck that mare's mouth with her own, she kept her eyes fixed on Derpy's face as she rode out both of their orgasms.
Slowly, Carrot Top came to a stop, and her breathing became nothing more than ragged pants as she watched Derpy twitching beneath her, cute little squeaks escaping her mouth every few seconds.
She grinned. She caused that, and knowing that almost made her ready to go for yet another round. But she knew that Derpy was tired, so she instead leaned down and kissed Derpy gently on the cheek.
Derpy's hooves wrapped around Carrot Top's neck, and gently, Carrot rolled over onto her back, returning the embrace with one hoof and pulling the covers over the two of them with her other. She was starting to feel tired, too, and she had plenty of time for some post-sex snuggles.
Derpy nestled herself into Carrot Top's fur, humming happily as she felt her lover's hoof through her mane.
Carrot Top turned her head absently to the side and noticed a picture face down on the bedside table. "Oh, a picture fell over…" She picked it up and looked at the photograph for a few seconds. It was Derpy and Time Turner, or 'Doctor Whooves', in colourful shirts and smiling together at a beach resort.
"It was taken at our honeymoon," Derpy explained.
Carrot turned away from the picture and to the mare in her forelegs. "He's been neglecting you again, huh?" She felt Derpy shift ever-so-slightly, and smiled, leaning down gently to bury her muzzle into Derpy's mane. "That's fine. Because when he's not here, I will be. Whenever you get lonely, just come see me… I'll make sure you never feel alone again."
Derpy returned Carrot's smile, reaching up to hug her marefriend. "I love you," she said as she closed her eyes, feeling herself drifting off to sleep.
"Honey, I'm home!" Time Turner sang as he walked into the door, surprising both Derpy and Dinky, who were working on a macaroni art piece together in the parlour.
"Daddy!" Dinky cried as she jumped from her seat and charged towards her father, tackling his legs in an aggressive hug.
"Oof! Suddenly my leg feels heavier!" Time Turner looked down and gasped in exaggerated surprise. "My goodness! Where did this perfect little filly come from?"
Dinky giggled and reached up with her hooves. Time Turner took the hint and hoisted his daughter onto his back. "Daddy, guess what?! Mommy said I can stay up late this weekend and we can even order pizza!"
"She did, did she?" Turner gave his wife a grin.
"She got a perfect score in school yesterday, so I thought she deserved a treat," Derpy explain as she approached her husband. "But, I thought you were gonna be back tonight?" She looked over to the clock. Indeed, just as the daylight outside had suggested, it was still the afternoon.
"I completed my work faster than I thought. Well, when you're 'the Doctor', I suppose it's to be expected, really," he said with a proud smile.
Derpy leaned forward and gave him a quick peck on the lips. She heard Dinky gagging and giggled. "So, you plan to stay with us this weekend?"
"Well it depends," Time Turner said. Derpy frowned for a second, but then he added, "Are boys going to be allowed at your slumber party?"
"We'll make an exception for you," Dinky said, leaning down to snuggle into her father's mane.
Derpy laughed. "So, it'll be a family weekend then!"
Time Turner nodded. "And I'm sorry, Derpy." He noted the confused look on her face and decided to elaborate. "I'm always so busy lately, and I've been trying to find time for you and Dinky. Honestly I have. I have this one big project coming up, and as soon as I'm finished, I'm going to announce my retirement."
Derpy gasped. "No! You can't do that! You love tinkering!"
Time Turner laughed, moreso at her word choice than her panic. "I won't stop inventing, but I'll be staying strictly local, so that I can spend much more time with Dinky, watching her grow up…" He leaned forward, and whispered, "And so we can go out on dates again, like we used to."
Tears started to form in Derpy's eyes. "Oh, Turny… I love you," she said as she leaned forward and hugged her husband.
He hugged her back. "I love you, too, Derpy."
