A LOVELY BIT OF CRUMPET
By Movie Reel
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I haven't the faintest idea how long it was until we reached Scootaloo's place. I practically fell asleep against her back, the buzzing from her wings soothing my crippling headache.
"Pip. We're here."
I open my eyes to meet hers. She seems more awake than me; but that's like saying a manticore chewing off your cock is slightly more painful than a diamond dog chewing off your cock. I snuggle back into her beautiful orange wings. I don't want to wake up. She's too soft.
"don wanna go..."
"Suit yourself." She says. She unceremoniously tosses me off her back and I flop onto the ground.
Bitch.
"Bitch."
"Come on, Squeaky. Get up." She says and pulls me to my feet. "I can't fix your face if you stay out here."
I follow her to the house, nearly tripping over my hooves three times before reaching the door.
"Well, home sweet home." She whispers, opening the door. "We better be quiet. Mom and Dad should be home from poker with Sweetie's parents by now."
The entire house is pitch black, but the porch light is seeping in enough light for me to see a bit of the living room. It's not what I expected from Scootaloo. It has cozy looking furniture, some pictures of family, and everything is neat and in order. It's not too different from my flat, except it doesn't smell like cheap drink and Pina's aftertaste. It's nice.
She's walking towards the stairs now. Her wings have dropped to the floor and are holding her up. I stumble up next to her and lean against her, giving us both the right amount balance. We walk side by side like that as we trot slowly up the creaking stairs.
"Thanks for being my crutch, Pip."
"It's the least I could do for the ride over and a place to sleep."
"What'll you do for in return for a patch up?" She asks, curious.
I give her a peck on the cheek. "I'll think of something."
"Better think of it fast." She says and she opens the door at the end of the hall. "Because here we are."
She switches the lights on, and I see what is clearly her room. Now this is what I expected from Scootaloo. Some scooter parts here and there, dirty clothes every where, Wonderbolts posters on the walls. Is that a Rainbow Dash doll on the dresser? It's perfect. And in the middle of the room; was by far the most beautiful sight I have seen since I first laid eyes on the dark, heavenly curves of Princess Luna.
A bed. Not just a bed, her bed.
I'm halfway from flopping myself on it when she tugs the hood of my jacket.
"Whoa! Hold up!" She says, tugging me away from my sanctuary. "First aid first. Then the bed."
I (begrudgingly) follow her into the bathroom. It's almost spotlessly clean. It looks like the rest of the house but not her bathroom. She eases me onto the toilet, and takes holds my head, taking a good long look at my face. Her face is an inch away from mine. She looks exhausted, but she is still gorg-
"Ah!" Pain.
She winces and pulls her hoof away. "Sorry. Stay here. I'm gonna get some stuff for your face." And she leaves.
I take a swig from my flask, and relax into the cold seat. I'm greeted by my reflection in the mirror across from me. Sweet Celestia, I'm a sight. There's black around my eye where brown should be, some dried blood still around my nose, and there's bumps and welts on the whole left side. I really do look like a horny baboon butt.
"Told you so."
I turn and see Scoots flapping to the floor holding a medical kit and something else in her hooves. Jeez, can she read my mind like Feathers or am I just that easy to read? "What?"
"You said your face looked like a baboon butt. Just as I told you."
I nod. I need to stop thinking out loud.
"I don't mind." She says as she rummages through the first aid kit. She tears open an alcohol patch and gently places it on my eye. She might as well have stabbed it.
"Ow! Fuckin'- cock."
"Sorry." Scoots says apologetically. "I gotta clean a few of these up first."
I sigh. "Go ahead." More pain. "Like a shot *haaa* of salts."
"Hold on a second." She moans. She drops the patch and dives under the sink, looking for something. I luck out with a picture perfect view of her beautifully taut ass. Her wings might be the best part of her toned body, but those flanks easily win silver medal. I would try to touch them if she weren't so far away and standing didn't take such colossal effort.
"Where is it?" I hear her say. She sinks in deeper, and sticks her butt higher in the air. Those shooting stars on each cheek are taunting me. It's like she knows I'm checking her out. She loves it.
"Found it!" She cheers through a roll of tape. She sticks several pieces on and around face. After putting the tape down I finally see what else she brought along with the first aid kit: a small bag of peas. After a few fumbling attempts she manages to get the ice cold bag, mostly over my eye.
"There. Now you're Pipsqueak the Pirate."
I can't help but snicker. That was a great Nightmare Night. Lots of candy, new town, new friends, and Princess Luna beginning my descent into a sex obsession unlike anypony else in Ponyville. Memories.
"You know what pirates do?"
"What?"
"They drink." I answer, offering my flask.
She takes it and finish it off in a few quick gulps. "So do you feel any better?"
I yawn before answering. "A little bit."
My yawn is contagious and Scoots yawns. She rests her forehead against mine, and we just watch each other through tired eyes. I kiss her, just the ghost of a peck on her lips. She gives me one too, right on my nose. It only takes a minute for us to press our lips to each others. It takes a second for sink into the kiss. But it takes only a moment until we start snogging in earnest.
I stand up and prop her against the sink. Our kiss becomes a form of combat. Our tongues flap against each other and our hooves roam everywhere. Mine go right for her wings, stroking them as they twitch and flutter with our deep kisses. Her hooves ruffle my mane before finding their place on my cocktail-shaker cutie marks, I reward her with the most fillyish groan I can muster.
She barks out a laugh and I take to sucking at the spot where her jawline meets her neck. She stiffens, then sighs in pleasure while I nip her skin. I have a bag of peas on my face get in the way, and I'm forced to almost completely turn my head to suckle. She grinds against me, and I can feel her sex rubbing me. She's so hot, so warm, so perfect, I want to fucking fill her up so badly it fucking hurts.
"Scoots?"
"Yeah?"
"Would you fancy a fuck?"
She squirms a little when I pinch the skin with my teeth. "You're lucky you got beat up."
A pity fuck, huh? Awesome!
We're back to kissing. My tongue wrestles with hers as our hooves grasp any body part they can. She pulls back, and I can see she's already blushing a deep red.
"Carry me."
I obey, curving my forelegs under her rump and hoisting her up. I might not be the strongest colt, or even the most mannish, but lifting her is easy. What's not easy is trotting over to the bed on my hindlegs while she has just the tip of my ear between her teeth. I trip over the foot of the bed and we both fall onto it, we can't help.
"Don't hurt yourself, Squeaky."
"Its okay. I have something soft to land on." I say, rolling over and reveling in the feeling of something soft to lay down on. Scoots gets off the bed to turn off the lights, and I can't help but get more comfortable on the bed. There's something about how I just sink into the mattress that makes me want to just fall asleep right now.
She rubs my mane hard, already miffed. "Don't ignore me, Squeaky."
"I'm not ignor.. hmf fu muff." I say, sinking further into the sheets. She's too easy sometimes.
She must have predicted that because she climbs onto my lap, that gets my attention.
"Don't go to sleep yet, Pip." She orders, and kisses me hard.
"I'm much too awake to fall asleep now." I say, flashing her my best seductive smile.
I'm drunk so I'm sure the best I got was a goofy grin. Scoot's smiles anyway and pulls at the bottom of my jacket. I help her along, pulling it over my neck and around my bandaged face. We lay back down, me on top this time. Her body feels so much hotter without the fabric in the way. Our lips and tongues meld together as we grind our bodies into each other again, my erection sliding against her slit in soft slicking motions.
I feel her smile as I kiss along her jawline again."You're getting pretty hard there, Pip"
"I am pretty excited. You?"
"You're doing alright."
"Alright?" I say, offended. Her hooves clamber over my mouth, shushing me.
"Shut up." She says, more than pissed. "I actually like the idea of my parents not walking in on us."
"Since when are you one to be quiet?" I ask. She doesn't answer, I just get an adorable pout. I kiss her cheek, and that seems to make her relax. I give her another sideways kiss, and I shift my kisses downward. It's annoying kissing her like this, but the way she's moaning tells me she loves it anyway. I move lower and lower until I reach her nipples and I don't hesitate to roll one around in my teeth. She squirms and moans underneath me as I suck on her luscious teet.
"Lower." She demands, pushing down on my head.
My mouth trails down her body with kisses that got wider and wetter with each taste of her sweat drenched skin. I spread her legs and gaze at her more or less perfect pussy. Her lips are bright pink and very wet. I inhale deeply, taking in and loving her sweet scent and...
And...
I can't reach her. The bag on my face is right up against her thigh, keeping me just out of reach of her pussy. I wiggle my head higher and flick my tongue over that lovely button at the top. She lets out a happy little moan, and pushes my head down lower, rubbing my nose against her folds, and coating my face in her juices. I try to eat her out sideways, but I'm stretching my tongue out as far as I can, and I'm barely tasting her. This isn't going to work. I push against her hoof and sit up, grabbing at the cold bag over my eye.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm trying to get this bag off my face."I say, trying to peel away the tape with little success. "So I can eat you out properly."
"Here let me help." She grips the tape, then the bag, and yanks the it off with one tug.
"AAAHH! LUNA'S CUNT, that fucking hurt!" I yell. I fall back on the bed. Forget being quiet. Face hurts. Scoot's fault. I hope I'm not bleeding. Oh Celestia, what a moment killer this is.
"Sorry." She apologizes and peels off the rest of the tape, not gently."You okay?"
"Am I bleeding?"
"No."
"Am I missing an eyebrow?"
"No."
"I'm okay." I moan. I can feel where some fur got torn off.
"I'm sorry, Pip." She nuzzles my face, as if she's hiding from me. I pull her into a tender embrace and give her a soft peck on her cheek in forgiveness. She kisses the bruises around my eye, gently this time. I hold her closer as the pain starts to fade back into numbness.
"Feel better?" She asks, kissing my bruised eye again. Then my nose, and my forehead.
"Little bit."
Her kisses start to drift lower, going faster as she trails down my neck.
"I feel much better now." I say as she journeys past the base of my neck and down my belly. She doesn't stop kissing my body until I feel her chin bob against my achingly hard cock. I look down and she's smiling at my dick, her face hot and flush in my lap. She starts at the bottom, tastefully kissing just above my balls. She darts her tongue and drags it slowly up my length, not once touching the tip. She quickly picks up speed and laps and drools on my balls before slurping them.
"Oooooooohhhhhhhhhh...." I'm so lost in a fog of lust that I can't even think straight. Scootaloo's tongue is so quick and fast. She pauses and examines the little glob of pre cum at the top of my prick. Her tongue takes a long drag across the tip, and shivers flow through my body before freezing when she starts sucking it. I watch her sucking away on my prick like a sucker. I run a hoof through her hair as gentle as her lips. She moans into my cock and the song is beautiful.
She goes for speed again and bobs her head up and down my dick comically as she slobbers all over my cock. I bite my hoof to keep from shouting from pure pleasure. She's so fast, and so lovely If there was such a thing, Scootaloo would be the queen of blowjobs in Ponyville.
Scootaloo: The Blowjob Queen of Ponyville. Kinda rolls off the tongue pretty well, but not nearly as well as my cock is rolling off of Scootaloo's tongue. On instinct I raise my hips, and she takes me deeper into her mouth. I'm about to burst, but Scootaloo's not slowing down.
"Scoots. I'm gonna-fuck- mmm! mmm!" I shout through my hoof, firing my load into her mouth. My coming surprises us both. I feel at least three strong jets of spunk shoot into her mouth before she pops it out with a gasp, but a surprise fourth lands seals her eye shut. She pants to catch her breath, I just lay there, stunned. This hasn't happened before, and I'm sure what to say. Actually, I know what I want to say, but I'm not sure how she'd take it.
Aw, fuck it, I can't resist.
"Now you're Scootaloo the Pirate."
She leans in closer to me. "What are you-mmphh!" My words are silenced forever when her cum coated tongue slides into my mouth. I completely freeze for a moment, but the taste of her tongue mixed with my salty sperm completely overwhelms me. Our tongues dance across each others in a lewd, hungry kiss, licking each other's muzzles. She takes to nipping at my neck, while I clean off the cum sealing her eye shut. She pulls away and mounts herself against the wall, presenting her tight ass and lush pussy to me.
"Fuck me." She says with a smoldering gaze.
She has a need to fill and I have the cock to fill it with. I mount her, my chest flush against her wings as I rub my dick along her sex. She grinds against me, as I kiss the back of her neck. She squeals through bit lips when I rub the my tip against her folds. I rest at her entrance, and await her order.
"Are you ready, Scoots?"
"Pip... just hurry up and shag me already."
Oh, I am so turned on now!
Biting down on her neck, I slide my dick into her.
"OH! Fummmm.." She moans through closed lips. I slide into her perfectly, pushing into her deeper until I'm fully inside of her. She arches her back, and we're as close as we can possibly get. She turns her head to give me a hungry, needy kiss, pushing our tongues against each others. I grasp her hips and start to fuck her, pulling out of her smoothly then pushing back in, letting both of us enjoy the dirty feelings as much as possible.
She's panting and moaning through clenched teeth, and I have to bite her shoulder to block my own cries of ecstasy. Scootaloo gets a devious look in her eye. When I thrust forward she grinds her ass against me, and it sends a delicious tingle through my skin. I speed up a bit, my pelvis slapping softly against her beautiful butt that jiggles with each thrust. I can't help but rest my hooves on it as I continue my thrusts.
Scootaloo giggles. "You like my ass don't you, Pip?"
I spank her left cheek with a less than quiet smack. "I love it." I tell her, my hooves rise up to go back to even more gorgeous wings. "Not as much as I love your wings."
We fall into that motion. Me fondling her wings while pumping my steel dick in and out of her, and she matches each thrust with a grind. Its heaven. Pure heaven and bliss. Ruffling her feathers, I take her soft, sleek wings into my mouth. They are even better than I imagined, so soft and warm. It's like sucking on a pair of cloud tits. I moan loudly into them.
"Pip, will you *haah* shut up?" Scoots snaps at me. I slow my thrusts and listen to her moan, she's biting her lips hard enough to draw blood, trying hard not to shout. Neither one of us can keep quiet for long, and I sure as hell don't want to wait. I'm losing steam and I want to dive into a loud, dirty fuck before I collapse inside her. I get an evil idea. I pull back out, leaving in just the tip, and ram back home.
"AH!" She squeaks. "Oh! Do that again!"
I can't help but smirk. I buck into her tight passage again, with a long, slow stroke, and she damn near screams with a laugh.
"Do you like that Loo-Loo?"
"NNNNnnnn... yes!" She moans loudly again, writhing in pleasure. I rut her again, and again, reveling in hearing her cries grow more vocal. We keep at it, fucking hard, fast, and loud. She moans with each penetration and my cock throbs inside of her. She grabs my hair and shoves her tongue into my mouth in a feirce kiss. I pull out, slowly, and when I thrust back she shrieks into my mouth.
"What was that about being quiet, Loo-Loo?" I whisper hot into her ear.
"Shut up! Just keep fucking me!" She desperately grinds against me with each I can tell she's getting closer. It feels so good. I feel myself nodding off. The adrenaline is draining at the worst moment, but I can't stop fucking her.
"AAHH!! Fuck Pip!! FUCK! OH oh OH!! Keep doing that! Keep nnaaaAAHHHHH...."
She screeches a lustful cry as her walls clench hard around my cock. I slow down, letting her orgasm last as long as possible. She grinds into me, panting long needy breaths of air. I give her a soft peck under her ear before pulling out of her, still hard and soaked in her juices. I'm exhausted. The adrenaline is gone, and the day is crashing down on me again. All the drinks, salts, and sex has left my body in desperate need of rest.
I feel something tap my penis. I look and see one of the many sights I've only fantasized about: Scootaloo laying on her back, wings spread and hiding absolutely nothing from me. She looks up at me with a sultry stare and the smirk I feel in love with.
"I'm not done yet, loverboy."
That's all the convincing I need. I line up with her slit and I don't wait for the command to fill her up. I don't even try to start out slow, I just hump her like a colt possessed. My shaft throbs hard inside her, and she pants out beautiful, squeaky moans. Our tongues crash together in a violent kiss. Just lapping each others faces like dogs as I fuck her, never slowing down. I'm dead tired, but she feels so fucking good, and wet and- Oh! I love it. I love her.
She drags her tongue up my neck and over my face, but it barely registers to me. I keep pumping harder and faster into her, my stomach slapping loudly with each thrust. Our manes are damp with sweat and hanging over our eyes. I'm so close. I lift her hips to give myself more room to penetrate.
"Oh Oh yeah! Fuck me Pip oh—ohh—fuck! Harder harder!"
I fuck her. I pound her like my life depended on it. Not even in cool confident strokes. I'm so far gone, I'm just jerking my body into hers. I'm inching closer and closer. I can't stop. I'm about to burst and my thrusts slow a bit. She pushes her hips into mine. We're both right there at the edge, we just need a little push to send us over.
"Are you gonna cum, Pip?"
"Yeah."
"Do it. Cum inside me."
And there's the push. I thrust as deep into her as I can when her walls clench around me again. Her wings push her body into me. I embrace her, and as my climax hits she screams at the top of her lungs.
"AAH! RAINBOW DASH!!!"
I would be jealous if I wasn't cumming my brains out. My balls clench and my cock throbs as my spunk shoots into her. I'm still thrusting, pumping into her with spazzy jerks. She mumbles something and returns my hug as I collapse on top of her. After a few little aftershocks, I am completely spent.
We kiss. Not like before, just a gentle open mouth kiss. I savor her taste and soft lips and her hooves run through my shaggy mane. We pull away and stare into each others exhausted eyes. She's so beautiful.
"That..." She says between pants. "...was fucking *pant* awesome."
I kiss her forehead. "Yeah. That was great."
For a while we just lie there catching our breaths. I catch myself still staring at her, it's hard not to. I peck her on the lips. "You're beautiful, Scootaloo."
She blushes and looks down with an embarrassed smile. "Thanks."
"Oh." I say. I can't resist teasing her. "Are you embarrassed, Loo-Loo?"
"Pfft. Suck my tits, Squeaky."
"Okay."
I lean down to lick her nipple, but can't reach. She laughs at crewed the display. I give up and ease out of her, sinking into the soft mattress next to her. She snuggles into the crook of my neck, and I hug her.
"Next time, I get to fuck you."
"Next time?" I ask, curious but ready to fall asleep.
"What? Did you think I can let another girl get a fuck-machine like you all to herself?"
I would answer her, but I'm too tired. For real this time. I close my eyes and mutter something, not sure if she hears.
"I love you."
...
She kisses my forehead. "I love you too." She snuggles back into my chest and I hug her tenderly.
"G'night, Squeaky."
"G'night, Loo-Loo."
And we stay like that until we fall into the soothing blackness of sleep.
Author's Note
Huge thanks to Chuckfinley for the green light.
