If roses were red
I did it.
I finally managed to ask Roseluck to spend the weekend with me at my cabin by the lake.
I can't believe she said yes. I deliver supplies to her flower shop and I have my own shop one town over, we've been friends for a long time but I...
I just hope I can be more to her than that.
I’m not an ambitious pony and I’ve never been a big fan of bits or fame and glory. The way I see it; if I can’t grow it, I don’t need it.
I just know my days would be amazing if my love could grow for the prettiest rose in Equestria.
Heh, I should write this sappy shit down, Daisy did tell me Roseluck likes poetry. But it's a bit late to get up and search for a pen and paper though. I hope I’ll remember it in the morning.
I know I'll be brave enough to tell her how I feel if I can just show her my garden around the cabin.
I've even built a gazebo surrounded by rose bushes. Red ones of course and they'll be in full bloom by the time we arrive.
It's the perfect place.
I don't mind her asking her friends to tag along; Lily and Daisy both know how I feel about her. They even made sure that we'd sleep in the same coupe on the train; guess I have to thank them for that one later.
The three flower mares said they were going to catch up on some girl talk over a drink so I went to bed early. I'm fine with it, I don't want to be a third wheel.
I was hoping I'd get a chance to talk with Roseluck though; her lying in the bed above mine with the lights off. I love that about her; we can talk about nothing and anything.
I got the bottom bunk because I know she'd just throw me off the top one if she found me sleeping in it. Not making that mistake again.
I could see a clear starry sky outside the window from my pillow and I found it calming to hear the sound of the train rolling over the rails as I pulled the covers to my chin. If Roseluck were here she'd regret picking the top bunk; she wouldn't have had the same view of the stars from up there.
I fell asleep hugging the covers. I imagined cuddling up with Roseluck, looking at the same starry sky as the train rolled through the night.
I was awakened by a hoof on my chest. The room was dark but I could see the shape of a mare sitting at my bedside and she was talking into the mattress so I couldn't hear what she was mumbling. I know Roseluck can be hard to handle when she's drunk.
I was barely awake myself and I told her to go to bed, hoping she'd just climb up there and pass out.
Her hoof inched its way up to my shoulder and I could hear her voice as her face left the mattress.
"No come on, I know you like me; I'll suck your dick."
Me being half awake told her to stop teasing me and just go to bed.
Wait what!?
She pulled the covers over her head and started digging her way towards my crotch.
What is she doing? I don't want to take advantage of her when she's drunk. What should I do?
I could feel her chin against my leg as she nuzzled at my penis and used her tongue to lick it into her mouth.
Rose I...
Maybe she had the same feelings for me as I had for her and one of her friends told her how I felt about her and after a drink or two she became brave enough to do something about it?
I felt my penis grow bigger inside her mouth as her tongue played with it; licking, flicking, sucking at it until it reached the walls of her moist throat.
When she couldn't fit the whole thing in her mouth she started licking the tip as she held my balls with her hoof; caressing them against my erection.
I could feel her breathing through her nose as she found out how far down her throat she could go; holding it there until she ran out of air. She lifted head slowly and sucked the saliva off my shaft as it passed her lips.
I ran my hoof through her mane and my breathing became heavier as her tongue found my testicles while she continued to stroke my cock with her hoof.
I tried to locate her other hoof while she was sucking on my balls like they were cherries. I found her hoof between her hind legs, rubbing herself; dripping lovefluid on the cheap train carpet.
She licked the length of my penis and I could feel her moaning into it as she put it in her mouth. She took the length of it down her throat without flaw and the vibrations her mouth made by moaning into it could be felt through its core and all the way to the back of my sack.
She paused and I could see the moonlight reflect off her big beautiful eyes as she looked up at me with saliva hanging from her lips.
"Please..."
Without hesitation, I pulled her up at me by her armpits and with hey lying on top of me I could feel her soaked peach rubbing against my dick.
She leaned forward and whispered into my ear "Help me put it in."
I gulped and tried to guide it into place behind her with my hoof. Although it was dark, I could tell the look on her face said "Please stop teasing me" as I rubbed my tip against her wet flower.
When I finally found the entrance it felt like pushing my dick through a tight tube of warm jelly as she slowly slid backwards on to it.
She stopped halfway through; panting heavily against my chest. I leaned forward to smell her hair with one hoof in her mane and the other on her lower back. I took a deep breath and exhaled through my mouth. I guess I thought she would smell like roses but the musky smell of sweat and wildflower was far more arousing.
She bit her hoof to muffle her groaning as I placed my hooves on her hip and pressed her all the way to my base. The last bit took some effort and the motion caused her to sit up straight on top of me. I thought her muffled scream would wake the ponies in the next coupe and I couldn’t believe I was inside of Roseluck right now. I’ve been watching her for so long; needless to say, this was more than I expected from this trip.
I could feel her trembling vagina around the base of my cock and as she's fell back on my chest to kiss my neck I decided to show her that I could be more dominant.
I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tight with her hooves folded against my chest and I felt the damp coat of her back as I sat up. My dick must have nudged something inside her as I turned us around because she made the cutest sound I've ever heard before I laid her back down on the pillow.
I was still inside her and I wish I could turn on the lights to see her beautiful panting face and her disheveled coat and mane, but I didn't want to ruin the mood.
I managed to turn her over without pulling my whole length out of her.
With her lying with her stomach flat against the mattress I saw her grabbing the pillow as I went back inside her. I pulled her silky tail upwards to get a better angle. With one hoof holding up her tail and the other grabbing her hips; I slowly pulled out and began to thrust into her. I tried to keep an even pace, but as I kept pulling out slowly I was too eager to go back inside her; so the pumping became a rather rough as I shoved my hard erection between her cushioning cheeks.
By the third push, she started biting the pillow while breathing through her mouth.
I felt as her warm wet cave became more narrow, it was as if she was hugging my cock with her leaking pink pussy; wrapping my it thightly as I kept pushing into her. I wouldn't last much longer and with her breathing faster through her teeth into the pillow; I could tell she was close too, if she wasn't already coming.
I couldn't hold back any longer and began thrusting harder and faster into her as I felt a jolt go though my spine and land in my sack. My motions tensed up and slowed down as the jolt went thought my throbbing shaft and out from my tip into her tight and moist meat. It felt like I was passing the core of my soul to her as I filled her with my molten white gold; to the sound of her muffled screams of pleasure into the pillow. As I pulled out I shot the last part of my load in and around her ragged tail.
I collapsed next to her and used the last of my strength to pull her into my arms. We both lay there panting for a long time and I guess she recovered faster than I did.
After giving me a short kiss on the cheek, she rolled off the edge of the bed. It was dark but I'm pretty sure she gave me a loving look before she went to the door and out into the moonlit corridor.
There was no way I would be able to go back to sleep after this, are we a couple now?
I could see us growing flowers and opening a shop together, selling both my orchids and her roses.
But how do I act around her at breakfast?
What if she was too drunk to even remember anything?
I tried to figure out what tomorrow would be like, when I heard something move in the mattress above mine; shifting the covers while mumbling half a word with a familiar voice that made my gut turn to ice.
There’s no way…
I turned my bed light on, got out of bed and slowly peeked over the edge of the mattress to see who was sleeping in the top bunk.
Pale yellow coat, raspberry mane with light raspberry streaks and her chartreuse green eyes closed.
Rose!
But if she's slept here the whole time, who was it that…
