Chapters Hay Everypony, I Wrote You A Clop Fic!
Rainbow Dash was walking out of Twilight’s library with a copy of the next Daring Do book in her saddlebags when she saw Fluttershy walking in her general direction, but avoiding eye contact. Fluttershy apprehensively approached her friend with an unusual and, in her mind, embarrassing proposition. Her brash blue friend noticed that the pink and yellow pony was acting even more shy than usual, and approached her, asking what was wrong.
“It’s n...,” Fluttershy started and stopped.
“C’mon, I know there’s something you need to say when you act like that, so you might as well say it,” retorted Rainbow Dash.
With that, Fluttershy promptly said something to the order of “sorrylettucepretendthisneverhappened” and bolted, galloping at a speed that impressed even Rainbow Dash.
“I wonder what caused her to panic this time,” Dash thought to herself. “Was she expecting to talk to somepony else?”
Rainbow left for her house between Cloudsdale and Ponyville, running into her biggest fan and top stalker, Scootaloo. The orange filly asked her usual question, pre-empting the response to her previous usual question. “How do I become as awesome as you?” she asked.
Rainbow Dash, realising she did not really have any good advice, decided to see if making a tautological loop would stem the requests for advice until she could actually think of actual advice and responded, “By flying as great as I do.” “But being as awesome as you is your answer to how to fly as great as you do,” the filly said.
Rainbow realised she had hit a nerve with the president of her fan club. Knowing from other ponies about how quickly fandoms became hatedoms, she decided to try honesty about personal shortcomings for once and admitted that as good as she was at flying, she did not really know about teaching flight. Scootaloo was rather displeased at the answer and turned away to places unknown when Dash had an idea. She flew up to the filly and told her that she did once teach another pony to fly and that she also knew an even better beginner’s flight instructor. Scootaloo hugged Dash’s front legs and then ran off to check her calendar for a break from crusading to learn to fly. Dash, for her part, continued home for some sleep before an all-day training session starting early next morning.
Author's Note
More like "Atuhor's Nose"! (Apologies to Peter Chimera .)
The original of this is linked here, in its PDF glory . It was some fun with LaTeX, as some other readers have pointed out, yet it lacks in equations.
Be as critical as you wish, especially since I've tried to merge some of the footnotes of the original (caused by a foot fetish) as parentheticals in here.
Hay Everypony, I Wrote You A Clop Fic!
After long day of flying, Rainbow Dash walked to Flutterhy’s house for some massage. Going to the spa was right out, seeing as there was way too high of a chance of running into Rarity and being kidnapped for mane-styling, not to mention that unlike the Cloudsdale spas, Ponyville’s did not usually see pegasi and therefore was inexperienced in the idiosyncrasies of wings. However, her wings were quite sore after rolling in clouds in the morning to keep the temperature down with a cold rainstorm and then practicing her flight skills over those clouds for some privacy as she perfected new stunts.
When the technicolour-maned pegasus got to her yellow friend’s house, she still had forgotten their pervious conversation, so she was surprised at Fluttershy’s enthusiastic greeting. Both ponies prepared for a massage as usual, Fluttershy preparing some warm towels and Rainbow taking her place on the sofa.
Fluttershy ran her hooves over Dash’s wings, feeling the texture of her feathers and relaxing her muscles. ’Shy pressed her hooves into the tensed muscles of her blue friend’s sides, easing into Dash’s primary flight muscles. While Fluttershy’s hooves moved up and down over Rainbow’s wings, the younger pegasus felt her mind relax, but still noticed that her friend was leaning over her to massage her wings instead of caring for them one at a time. For the first time in a very long while, Rainbow Dash remembered that having another pony so close was a very nice feeling. Fluttershy continued to make sure her friend’s wings were relaxed for successful recuperation after her friend’s obsessive stunt practices. She made sure to keep the pressure symmetrical and decided that her best pegasus friend would be the best pony to try a position that ensured equal massaging, not to mention that it put the ponies even closer together. ‘Shy looked to her friend and saw her breathing was slowing and her eyes were not focused. She continued her massage until she was sure her was asleep.
While Dash’s mind was on the verge of drifting away entirely, she heard Fluttershy’s avian choir tweet a tune she recognised Vinyl Scratch, the town’s expert on that beep-boop computer music, naming ‘Oxygen-Four’. Rainbow then felt herself falling backwards through the sky. Opening her wings, she felt herself smack into a cloud and bounce, only to continue to fall until she hit another cloud and bounce off it. Although she would normally panic in such an uncontrollable flight, she instead was calm, enjoying the buffet of each cloud upon her body, confident she would never hit ground. The infinite sky through which the cobalt pegasus fell was very warm, but not stifling, providing a lovely contrast to the damp cool of the clouds.
Rainbow felt her head spin as she landed on a cloud and stopped falling, as if she were going to sleep again. She next noticed that somepony else was cuddled into her. She thought it was Big Mac, then realised that Big Mac could not be wrapping his wings around her. Even though it was not the handsome draft pony, she did enjoy the feeling of another pony with her very much. Her next suspicion was Princess Luna, since it was still light out, but she did not feel a horn poking her anywhere. She turned around to see Fluttershy.
Rainbow Dash dashed up off the couch and into a shelf containing various kinds animal feeds, although nothing fell off, since the bags were heavy. She saw that it was now morning and Fluttershy indeed had cuddled into her sometime that night instead of waking her up or going to her own bed. Fluttershy, startled by the disappearance of her cuddle partner, jumped up and then went back to her sleeping position. Rainbow went over to her friend and put one hoof over her wings and leaned in to whisper that it was morning and time for some breakfast. Fluttershy reached her hooves out to pull Rainbow Dash in for a kiss. Dash, residual sleepiness returning after her adrenaline-powered wake-up, used her wings to steady herself as she put her hooves over her yellow friend’s body and returned the kiss. She ran one hoof through Fluttershy’s mane, stroking the fine pink hair. The other hoof massaged the base of Fluttershy’s right wing. After both ponies readjusted themselves to take a quick breath and get into a better kissing position, Dash’s hoof was knocked away when Fluttershy’s mobile wing sprung out.
The spell bringing the ponies together was broken, and the last of the morning dreaminess vanished. Fluttershy retracted into a sitting position on the sofa, trying to avoid being seen and being frustrated her wings did not cooperate in minimising their area to hide her. She was not sure what caused her to grab her favourite pegasus and kiss her, especially since she believed she was still dreaming. It would have been an unusual dream for her, but it would not have been entirely out of the realm of reality there.
Dash looked back and realised her own wings were not entirely flat against her sides any- more. She decided that she ought to give all those lovey-dovey horse-apples everypony else kept insisting were so great a go. She then noticed that her partner was trying to hide, either from a blind pony or from her wings, and muttering some kind of apology to the air. Hearing her friend’s distress, she sauntered over to the sofa Fluttershy was cowering and placed a hoof on ’Shy’s back before leaning in to ask what was wrong.
Fluttershy stammered out, “I should have known better than to be assertive. I didn’t want t’...,” she trailed off as her rainbow partner nuzzled against her cheek. Feeling reassured, she continued, “I... I... Rainbow Dash, I really wanted to thank you for being friends with me when we were fillies.” She then noticed she Rainbow had pulled up along side her had was still close and turned to kiss her friend on the cheek. Dash, formerly confused as to why Fluttershy was acting in her present manner, now knew that Fluttershy had romantic feelings for her and was not surprised to hear Fluttershy continue, “You’re very beautiful and I can’t help but have an ulterior motive,” the last few words pinched off into a squeak. The next sound to fill the room was the rumbling of a stomach followed by Angel thumping while sticking his head into his food dish, as if that action could satisfy his hunger. Dash, sensing that the conversation could get a bit more awkward from there, realised that it was time for breakfast and pointed out that Angel did have a point.
Both ponies ate fresh bowls of oats while Angel munched on hay and alfalfa. Over the meal, the pegasi talked about their time at the flight camps.
“I’m glad I found you way back when,” Dash started, “everypony but you and Gilda loved to make fun of me because they’re jealous of my awesome flying abilities. Now that I spend most of my time around Ponyville and not near the tropopause, I don’t see my favourite gryphon often, so you’re the only friend from Cloudsdale I have left.” She continued, “Not that I don’t find our new friends lame or anything, but you’re one I’ve had the longest to get to care about. Besides, after helping you out so much back then, I take your happiness personally,” not allowing enough pause for anypony to collect her thoughts, lest they second-guess themselves.
After a short silence, filled only with the final nibbling of Angel, Fluttershy decided it was her turn to reminisce. “I’m so glad you were my friend then. I needed somepony to care for me and tell me that I could fly. All the teasing about not being a good flier, well...” Fluttershy trailed off into nothingness before continuing, “Anyway, on to better things. You’re the only pony who can fly fast enough to make Cherenkov radiation, and I got to learn from you.”
“I see you’ve talked about my sonic rainboom with Twilight. I also talked to her about flight, but about you. Although I didn’t find it important when we were fillies, you had really long legs. If you were an earth pony, you could have been able to keep up with some of the best runners. It’s a shame that body proportions like that do not lend themselves to flight at a young age, although you should be able to fly as well as most pegasi by now,” the cobalt mare encouraged.
“I do have a question for you, and I need to ask it before I—‘Do you love me?’ ”
“Of course I do, you’re...”
“No, as in are you into mares?”
Rainbow Dash knew she needed to choose her words carefully, but still wanted to be honest, lest she cause more problems later. “The truth is, I’ve never been into mares. For that matter, I haven’t really into stallions. I haven’t even put that much thought into those lovey-dovey matters; only into flying and being awesome. However,” Dash leaned over the breakfast table and Fluttershy a quick yet tender kiss on the muzzle, “I can be into you.”
Fluttershy got up and put her hooves around Rainbow in a hug, then announced that she had a new massage she had wanted to try, but wanted it to be with somepony special since it put the ponies in closer contact than normal.
“AAAAHEEP!”
As Rainbow Dash made a shout of joy and Fluttershy squealed in retreat when her experimental lick got far more response than planned. Now extremely horny, Dash approached her scared friend and put her hooves around her and leaned to kiss her neck. At first, a light kiss midway up, then a harder one. Next, mostly light kisses going up the yellow neck and toward the pink mane, at which point Fluttershy craned her neck to return the kiss as Rainbow Dash stroked her mane.
The ponies continued to run their hooves over one another’s bodies while placing kisses anywhere from the neck up, seemingly remembering how to make out properly. Each tender stroke of hoof seemed to bring the pegasi closer together, until they seemed to merge into one mass of pony. After a brief while, Fluttershy, embarrassed, mentioned, “I wanted to try something with you, but I have no idea what I’m doing. I hope you don’t hate me now for being incompetent and scaring us both off.”
“I know what you were trying to do and I’m really excited for you to be this awesome with me.” Dash reassured her spooked friend, “Come to Twilight’s place with me; I’ve peeked at her ‘hidden’ collection of books, and I know she’s got interesting stuff for you—and me,” she added in a whisper.
Dash helped her intrigued friend off the sofa and up onto the floor. Fluttershy started to pack her saddlebag in case she visited at Twilight’s overnight, as ha happened in the past. Rainbow saw what was happening and thought to stop Fluttershy to get to their destination faster and make sure they could have alone time once they had found their prize, if it was really there.
Nothing notable happened on the way to the treehouse-library, save for Fluttershy jumping and flying the rest of the way when she heard somepony sneeze. Once at the library, the scene was one of surprise. Twilight Sparkle was not used to having only one of the two pegasi at her library at any one time, save for full gatherings of her friends, and was interested in what had brought them to her home.
“What brings you two over here together?” asked Twilight.
“We’re um...” Fluttershy started to say, desperately trying to think of some fib to feed Twilight to prevent her from knowing about the feelings the pegasi has for one another.
Rainbow stepped in, offering that they were interested in some flight manuals for Fluttershy. Twilight did not entirely believe this explanation, since Dash usually only showed up for Daring Do books, and never would consider the teaching of flight something that could be contained in a book. However, Twilight was not one to deny ponies entrance to the library just because their alibi did not check out and let the pegasi pair in.
Once inside the library, Fluttershy glanced around nervously before dashing to the far side of the library and looking slowly at the wall, before remembering that there would be no books there. She then started her search in earnest on the nearest shelf. Her quest would have been tolerable if the books were organised by subject, but titles are not always good indications of the book’s contents, and the primary organisation the library was in that week was by colour.
Rainbow Dash was thinking on a cloud she summoned in the middle of the library’s open space, pretending to look for a new Daring Do novel. Much to her frustration, the actual Daring Do series was scattered since they all have very different colours and the monochrome mass-market editions were not the ones found in Twilight’s library. Trying to think of where an erotic guide would be, Rainbow invited herself into Twilight’s bedroom to converse with a sleeping Spike. Fluttershy found a hole in the stack of books, hardly unusual, considering the nature of a library, but this was in Twilight’s personal collection, identified by the thickness of the volumes and the predominant leather hue. Thinking it highly unusual for all of Twilight’s books to be up, and even more so with just one missing, she asked Twilight what tome she had just started studying.
“It’s... it’s...” Twilight started, her mouth continuing to move without any further sound production.
“Is something the matter? Is it super secret work for Celestia that needs to be read separately from the other books lest they absorb its knowledge? Will it contaminate them? Will I be locked in a dungeon and sent to magic kindergarten for knowing about it?” Fluttershy worried herself into a frenzy, nearly tearing up by the time she was finished with her frantic inquiry.
“No, nothing like that.” Twilight reassured her friend. “It is a bit of a very, very different kind of magic, though, if you think of it that way.”
Dash returned from Twilight’s bedchamber with a grin on her face and a full saddlebag. Looking at Fluttershy and Twilight, she could tell they were discussing a missing book in a section that looked like it would definitely contain her current prize. Taking a closer peek and pretending to look at the different binding techniques, she read the list of titles surrounding the hole: Magic Mares: An Anthology , ... , Magic Zoology: Taking Your Pets to Town , Mapping: The Art , Mapping: The Long History , Maps of Equestria and Outlying Lands , the hole for the missing book, Mares of Magic , Mares of Mo-Town ....
Knowing the title of her purloined book, Dash tried and mostly failed at hiding her devious grin. Fluttershy borrowed a book on animal psychology, not only to provide cover for their mission, but also to get Angel to act in a more consistent manner.
After saying their good-byes to Twilight, the pegasi made quick time back to Fluttershy’s treehouse to read their new acquisition. It was a very old book, with many notes in unfamiliar hoof-writing, one much too good to have been written with actual hooves, betraying its likely origin in Canterlot. There were even pages that obviously were inserted later and substantial appendix and errata sheets. Opening the mysteriously marked volume, since she did not see the title, Fluttershy opened to the half-title of the one and only Mare’s Mating Manual . If Twilight were there, she cold have explained that it was the third edition because of the extensive discussion of Mewtwo carbonyl bonding that is only present in this particular edition, presumably added after the printer had a few too many cider. However, the pegasi did appreciate the organization of the book. Two halves, originally two separate volumes: one for stallions, the other for mares. Sandwiched in between was the racial guide to special tricks for making love with unicorns and pegasi, and the font contained a substantial preface on pleasuring oneself with tips for partnered fun depending on what felt best. It was Rainbow, of all ponies, who then suggested she go home and sleep so they could be fully awake to enjoy the ideas of the text.
Author's Note
Well, here it is. Hopefully I didn't kludge too much formatting; that would reflect unprofessionally on the Firm. See Chapter 1's description for the list of books, since they are best served with explanatory footnotes.
Hay Everypony, I Wrote You A Clop Fic!
The next day, Rainbow Dash stopped at Fluttershy’s house and told Angel to let Fluttershy know that she was going to be out training Scootaloo. Fluttershy came back from the market that afternoon and got Angel’s message and was disappointed that she had missed seeing her friend and talking about the message personally. She was glad that they agreed to meet back at her tree instead of Rainbow’s modular cloud palace because she was more at home here and not having to visit somewhere unfamiliar, since the house was prone to migration, what with being a cloud collection and all.
Trying to think of what to do, Fluttershy noticed her house was clean as usual, Angel seeming to have picked up on her clues she was expecting somepony over and continually trying to be less of a dick. This ruled out one of her main time-filling option, since her animals did not need to be fed for several hours yet. Pacing around her home trying to think of something to keep her busy, she noted the book Dash had acquired on the coffee table. Curious and knowing that she had no experience with mares, she thought it best to be prepared for when her possible lover arrived and wanted to try things.
Fluttershy took the tome to her bedroom so she could close the door and not be embarrassed by any of her animals seeing her with such sensitive reading material. She carefully opened the volume to the table of contents for the second half, the one focusing on pleasing other mares, and started reading the headings of the sections. Seeing so many things that seemed interesting, ’Shy enthusiastically flipped to a random page and started to read.
The first page ’Shy flipped to had a diagram of a unicorn stallion mounting another stallion surrounded by annotations describing optimal angles and rough descriptions of the sensations from the different positions. She realized that, although a bit arousing to imagine what it would be like to be a stallion with another stallion loving them and having his lower digestive track filled with pulsing liquid, her lover was going to be a pegasus mare, so she decided to keep her random selections to the mares and pegasi sections only. However, her initial reading had stiffened her wings and filled her with an uneasy tension in her hamstrings.
Her next selection was on techniques to massage wings for both relaxation and for loving. She knew about these for a long while, knowing from many previous sessions of hoofing it that laying on her back and swinging her hips helped stimulate her wings and produce a better orgasm. However, ’Shy did pick up a few pointers that would only be useful to a partner during her quick read and smiled to herself. As she aligned her body on her bed for better reading and support of her stiff wings, Fluttershy felt clumps of fur rub between her thighs, coming to the realization that she was wet with excitement.
Rubbing her legs together with excitement, as if she was drunk and told a very funny joke, she felt her mind wander from the academic interest in the book to imagining just what Rainbow would sound like when these tricks were used on her. Before long, she realized a hoof was firmly between her legs. Noting that positioning, she gave a rather sharp draw up with her busy hoof to knock her mind out of her erotic zone and get back to the book.
The new section was a general treatise on mares and how to treat themselves and allow other ponies to treat them. Nothing was too new to her, or at least nothing she had never seen before, not having much previous experience. However, a drawing of a wet mare and stallion couple drew in her attention. The header was blurred and likely in an older script, but the body of the text was comprehensible to ’Shy. She read,
One of the finest feelings a mare can get, and one of the most arousing senses for her partner is when the mare releases her own orgasm, in the manner of a stallion. Releasing the orgasm is highly rewarding for the ponies confident enough in each other to let go to this extreme.
Intrigued and wandering her hooves to her lower half, ’Shy read on:
This orgasm is a proud part of the life of the mare and should not be suppressed. However, it can get confused for other potentially embarrassing events happening and is sometimes hidden. It can feel like a tickling from deep inside, and often can be confused for the urge to urinate. Do not fight this urge. Although it may seem embarrassing if some liquid comes out, it is more of an accomplishment to be celebrated. Even if you accidentally urinate a bit, your partner should be mature enough to handle it. If not, find a new and improved partner for your next liaison.
Focusing as she plunged her left hoof into her waiting marehood, making sure to hit up all of her favourite spots. As she was lamenting the fact that her hooves cannot be aligned to reach her g-spot, she remembered the gift that Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, and Rarity gave her for her birthday last year.
Fluttershy was embarrassed about the gift when she first received it. She had gotten Pinkie a thoughtful gift for making better cupcakes. Although the story that Pinkie baked ponies she did not like into bakery items, in the style of S. Todd and Ms. Bobbit, was hokey meant to scare unsuspecting fillies, her cupcakes did taste like what most ponies guessed meat tasted like ever since the Cakes had an oven repair go wrong. Dash was adamant about the cupcakes not tasting like meat, but that only arose the suspicion of how Rainbow knew what meat tasted like, a question that never was satisfactorily answered. Fluttershy suspected the gift was Rainbow’s idea, but was mostly angry with Rarity for going along with such a mean-spirited gift. Over the following weeks from her birthday incident, Fluttershy made peace with Rarity over the fact that Rarity genuinely believed such a gift would be beneficial.
As she returned from the spot she hid her gift, she could barely contain her excitement as her nether region ached for more stimulation and her wings distracted her mind with every eddy of air that passed as she walked back to her bed. Opening the box, Fluttershy pulled out an enormous replica horse cock, modeled after the full-size equine fossils found in the uninhabited regions of Equestria. Blushing and cringing at its size, she set it on her table by her bed and anticipated filling herself with its girth. Approaching cautiously, Fluttershy started to lower her body onto the enormous phallus, promptly realizing it would be quite painful without further lubrication. Thinking as best she could in her horny state, she turned around and used her extra saliva to lubricate the dildo with her tongue, and promptly felt silly and less horny.
Sitting down onto her toy, Fluttershy squeaked as it entered her vagina, stimulating her every nerve. Halfway down, Fluttershy noticed she was mostly full, but had the desire to go in just slightly deeper, so she felt a wave of pleasure as she inched back up, then drove down hard, until she felt the whole phallus inside her. Bottoming out caused Fluttershy to wince, but her female intuition told her to keep it up, so she tentatively backed out about halfway, then slammed back down, feeling less pain and stopping for a breather while fully inserted. Taking a third attempt, she eagerly bounced back this time, and started to keep a steady rhythm.
Fluttershy felt the pressure of the stimulation grow and wanted more, so she leaned back, where she was able to hit more intense spots. Bouncing up and down, she kept feeling as if her legs were about to give away from underneath her. Finally, her legs did give way, and her struggles to return to control vibrated the dildo inside her, causing her to gasp louder and louder, yet harder and harder for most ponies to hear, her angelic voice soaring so high. Inside her middle, she felt some powerful forces build up and began to feel even fuller than before. Soon, ’Shy’s mind blacked out with pleasure as her body began to tense up one final time before releasing. With her final thoughts, she remembered to squeeze and push out, ceding control completely to her marehood. Her spine shivered as her muscles contracted around the plastic phallus insider her and her pushed out a strong stream of clear, sweet liquid. Each contraction renewed her mind’s blank state, only regaining real consciousness on her final contraction, when she noticed one final squirt come out of her and splatter on the table.
She pulled herself off the toy with some difficulty, noting the soreness she felt inside her vagina and in her hips. Seeing the mess on the table, and smelling its sweet aroma, she curiously licked it off the table, then climbed into her bed and shut her eyes to recover before Dash showed up.
Author's Note
Well, that happened.
Hay Everypony, I Wrote You A Clop Fic!
Fluttershy awoke to knocking on her door and leaped out of bed full of energy. Opening the door, she found her best pegasus, Rainbow Dash.
“I’m glad to see you’re alright,” Dash said. “Why? I was just taking a short nap,” Fluttershy answered, bemused. “I stopped back yesterday after teaching Scootaloo, and you didn’t answer, so I figured you must be sick. I stopped back today to see if you’re any better. Also, I went for an early-morning flight and my wings are cramping like none other. Distance training isn’t like my usual flying; it never really hurts too much until you land, then it doesn’t go away.”
“Umm... let’s see, was I really asleep for a whole day? Also, I can help your wings, if you also showed up for help on those.”
“Not a whole day; more like 17 hours, tops, but close enough. It’s about 08:30 right now. I woke up and had way too much energy at 05:30 or sometime ridiculous, so I flew until I couldn’t fly anymore.”
Fluttershy welcomed Rainbow into her home and set her up on the bed for some massaging. Dash took note of her present proudly displayed on the table, and didn’t notice the new staining on the wood, which was not water-sealed. She also smelled something that she couldn’t place or notice, but definitely piqued her arousal. After trotting over to the couch, Dash laid down on her belly, stretching her forelegs in front of her. Fluttershy returned from leaving briefly to gather massage supplies and placed her front hooves on Rainbow’s shoulders, near where her wings connected, leaning in over from the side.
Almost as soon as Fluttershy’s hooves made contact, Rainbow noticed her body relaxing and settling into the groove of being massaged. Fluttershy loved giving massages, but found dealing with customers to be tiresome, so she reserved her talent for her friends. Her favourite part of massages was definitely when her friends relaxed completely and their minds blanked once she hit the spot. Pegasi were especially enjoyable for her to massage, since she loved the feel of the junction of the feathery wings and furry body. Luckily for Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash, that was the spot that needed the most work.
Noting a rather nasty knot as she moved her hooves up and down against Rainbow’s back, ’Shy got onto the couch and straddled Dash’s hind legs for better leverage. Dash, noting the change in position, swished her tail around to clear it from being rubbed on Fluttershy’s legs, inadvertently rubbing against Fluttershy’s labia, causing an unexpected beat in Fluttershy’s massage rhythm. After blinking a couple times to clear her head, Fluttershy went back to her massage, not noticing that as she went on, her legs slowly were drifting downward. Finally sensing progress on her massage from her new vantage point, Fluttershy started to work her way outwards on Dash’s wings. Fluttershy noticed that although Dash’s wings did relax slightly, they now were rather uncontrollably stiffening. Being a fellow pegasus, she knew that there was exactly one real cure for her friend’s new affliction. She went to town on Rainbow’s sensitive feathers, playing with their tips and eliciting several small gasps from her friend. Noting how effective this was, she grabbed the Manual from the bedside table and set it in front of Rainbow for her reading pleasure, since Dash clearly was not going to sleep for this massage.
Continuing with her ministrations to the cobalt wings in front of her, ’Shy made her way out toward the tips of Dash’s wings, knowing full well that further massage really was stimulation of her friend’s libido. Even retreating to massage the rest of Dash’s slender body would not resolve the wing situation, so the cream coated pegasus chose to have some fun and see how long it took for Rainbow to join her. ’Shy’s plan stated with keeping the massage focused on the muscles, rather than an actual erotic massage, also because she was not experienced with that type of massage. Keeping the tease going and only hinting at the fact that she had amorous intent, forgetting much pretence of clearing such thoughts from her mind, Fluttershy kept at her normal wing massage routine, only deviating by letting her hind legs sink backwards until she was resting on Rainbow’s back and plot. Feeling the contact from Rainbow’s plot against her marehood, ’Shy gasped too lightly for anypony to notice, then started to hump Dash slowly, in half-time rhythm to her massage.
Dash noticed the stimulation on her rear and started to be too distracted to think about what she just read, even though her readings were still more explicitly erotic. Feeling her wings that hard made them start to ache worse, but where Fluttershy laid her hooves, she relaxed a little and felt a sensation like her mating escapades at flight school, but actually pleasurable, not just strange and sort of good, but overwhelmed with a feeling of unease. Noting that she was a bit horny, she started to buck between Fluttershy and the couch, 180° out-of-phase from her friend, for maximum pressure for both ponies. Dash quickly remembered the unfamiliar smell from her entrance: the smell of aroused mares. She deduced that Fluttershy must have been on one amazing solo sex bender yesterday, the kind that only the Princesses enjoyed in those trashy novels the C student pegasi constantly recommended se read instead of flying until her wings were sore every day. As Dash was about to think of how—“AAAA,” cleared her mind, as Fluttershy delicately tickled a feather with her tongue. The combination of hooves and tongue on her outer feathers left no room for thought, rational or otherwise, to Rainbow Dash. Only pleasure flowed and shot and ricocheted through her, as her older friend deftly rubbed the outer wings and zoomed in with her tongue. Feeling her own arousal start to pool under her and onto the forehoof that had unknowingly drifted down there, Dash thought about asking Fluttershy to try some of the positions in the book until she felt a drop of her friend’s lubrication roll down her back, into her own, and both onto the couch.
In a smooth, animalistic, and primal manoeuvre, Fluttershy found herself in a state of high pleasure beneath her friend. Looking up, she noticed her friend’s marehood and underside. Dash, picking up on the Fluttershy not understanding what was going on, slowly lowered her hind legs to give Fluttershy a hint on what to do next. Finally sensing that Fluttershy was still in a bit of shock, Dash explained, “Let’s use position 69; it’ll be fun for both of us!”
After an interminable second, Fluttershy voiced an affirmative, “Oh. That one. It sounds fun, but don’t scare me with a loud noise like the last time I tried.”
“I’ll start frst, so you don’t hear any surprise I may have. Besides, this time I’m expecting it, so I can at least try to have some control over my response.”
With this assurance, Fluttershy secured herself on her back before reaching up to try her hoof again at fully pleasing her best friend, now possible lover. Smelling Dash that close to her made her even more aroused, but she knew to wait until—with a sudden gasp, ’Shy no longer had to wait, since Dash was having her fun down there. Quickly reaching her tongue up, she licked with gusto at her friend’s opening, feeling out the best spots when Rainbow licked with greater intensity on her. Both ponies struggled to keep focus as they pleasured one another, both finding they liked having their clitoris circled, then just licked. Occasionally, one would break rhythm to stick her tongue into the other’s marehood for a delicious taste, then get back to work. Rainbow was already quite aroused when they started, and had no sign of slowing down her arousal, as she let her legs give out, nearly cutting off Fluttershy’s oxygen. With this signal, ’Shy went to town, trying to bring her friend to orgasm to regain unobstructed breathing access. Dash felt a wave of intense pleasure clear her mind of any focus, then another, as she climaxed. Not caring as she whinnied softly, Dash felt her wings return to usable form and flew off her friend onto the floor next to her, and adjusted Fluttershy so she was sitting up and got to work returning the favour.
Rainbow Dash took her turn to please Fluttershy with her usual gusto for doing anything awesome. She started by teasing her creamy-coated friend with her hooves, spreading her legs and playing with her outer folds. Dash enjoyed seeing ’Shy wiggle as she tried to rub her legs together, so she kept up the teasing, watching a small trickle of natural lubrication roll between the yellow pegasus’ legs. Trying to see if it was possible to make her good friend orgasm from the teasing, Dash kept her hooves busy and leaned in as if to give a good, long lick all over Fluttershy’s slit. However, Rainbow instead breathed heavily on the area while giving a quick tap to her friend’s engorged clit. The reactions were instantaneous: Fluttershy had a miniature orgasm; abandoned her usually demure nature, not wanting to be teased anymore and just enjoy her friend, and pushed Rainbow’s head toward her crotch to ensure continuous enjoyment; and her previously humming-like tones shot up to pure sinusoidal tones that could shatter Rarity’s fancy stemware.
Dash, unused to having anypony control her—much less her shy friend, and in such a way—was determined: if it was pleasure Fluttershy wanted, it would be pleasure Fluttershy got; immediately got to work. Being down in that area, Dash got the full aroma of her friend and could not help but start to get horny again. However, she had other tasks to attend to. She ran her tongue up and down her friend’s slit, parting the outer folds. Dash noticed ’Shy tasted far better than she smelled, and she smelled really enticing, especially down there. Now very eager for more of her friend’s juices, Rainbow Dash licked her friend’s innermost plot over and over, enjoying fresh secretions each time she licked over the opening and gasps every time she was over the clitoris.
Dash the felt the hooves on the back of her head push her closer and upward. Fluttershy’s message was clear, and so Rainbow focused her attentions on her best friend’s clit. She circled it with her tongue slowly, relishing in the feeling of Fluttershy’s legs galloping uselessly in the air and rubbing the sides of her head. Dash pushed herself impossibly closer and licked the lovely clit directly with a series of short, circular licks. This only intensified Fluttershy’s air-galloping and the cycle of positive reinforcement continued, Fluttershy’s voice having long ago several octaves above the rage of pony hearing.
Continuing her previous routine with her hoof inserted, Rainbow Dash felt Fluttershy buck wildly and gallop into the air. Even her wings tried to beat against the bed to fly upside down. She decided to keep her efforts at the maximum intensity just to see what would happen to her normally sedate friend. Continuing in her previous manner, she felt herself lose a bit of control due to all of her friend’s lubrication making it too slippery for precision work. Fluttershy, for her part, was absorbed in incredible feelings, with no idea or care to anything else. In fact, she was making noises at a frequency even she, with her better-than-average hearing, could not hear. Rainbow kept up her efforts, making sure to use her inside hoof to maximum effect, enjoying being bounced around by the untamed pleasure of a pegasus. The maximum effect of the hoof was quickly realized when Fluttershy began panting harder than before and surprised Dash by letting out a strong stream of fluid that caused the azure pony to recoil and sputter from the sudden liquid in her mouth. The recoil moved Dash’s hoof out of its previous area, hitting a spot that triggered a second wave of fluid. Fluttershy did not notice that she had made any emissions, or else she would have been a bit embarrassed, even though she did read in the Manual that they were normal for mares who really enjoyed themselves, and had just had the experience with herself. Her moans and noises gradually receded to an audible range as Rainbow Dash slowly moved her way back on top of her friend, leaving a trail of kisses in the opposite pattern of going down. When Dash was close to making contact to kiss on Fluttershy’s neck, her inserted hoof slipped out, triggering a final small orgasm for the now exhausted yellow pegasus.
Fluttershy crashed there and was fast asleep before Dash could get in her best kisses for cuddling afterward. This situation both frustrated, as she was looking forward to making out while slowly falling asleep in the cuddle, and pleased, for having done such a great job, Rainbow Dash. Feeling Fluttershy’s content exhaustion waft into her, Rainbow cuddled her fellow pegasus and wrapped a wing over her sleeping partner to share warmth.
The ponies were rudely roused from their slumber by loud barking and pawing at the front door. When Fluttershy opened the door, she saw Winona walk in and look at them, confused, followed by a swarm of bats and hummingbirds flying by outside, circling the tree. ’Shy felt a surge of embarrassment and started to tear up at the thought of other ponies knowing her recent activities. Rainbow, sensing her friend’s discomfort, asked what the matter was and was promptly informed by Fluttershy that Fluttershy had been much, much too loud to have summoned Winona all that way and surely everypony would now know about their torrid affair.
Reaching over to comfort her distraught friend, Rainbow had an idea. “You may have summoned Winona and woke up all the bats and hummingbirds, but no pony could possibly have heard you,” Dash reassured her embarrassed friend.
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