Derpy gets busy, if you catch my drift...
Derpy Hooves tumbled through the doorway to her house, wrapped tightly in the arms of her new found lover, giggling all the way to the couch before once again collapsing, this time into the warm embrace of the sofa - sandwiched between the furniture and the man looking down upon her. To think she'd been so lucky that he even looked twice at her, she'd certainly looked twice at him, but that was just because her eyes kept trailing away, refusing to obey the commands of her brain. He was such a nice man, his looming, musculature figure made him appear to be a force to be reckoned with, but down inside he was as soft as a marshmallow, caring and compassionate, and tasty to boot! She never thought to ask why he ended up in Ponyville post office of all places, as she'd seen him before doing odd jobs far more suited to his body type, working as a builder in the refurbishment of the town hall, and carrying heavy loads when he worked as a temporary farmhand for Carrot Top, but it seemed he wanted a semblance of stability and so got himself long term employment delivering and sorting larger parcels for the residents of the quaint mountainside village.
They once again locked lips in a passionate frenzy, him tilting his head as to avoid the clashing of his nose and her muzzle, before invading the privacy of her mouth with his tongue whilst she tried to do the same, eventually forcing the two into a sensual and erotic stalemate for dominance. He looked deep into her eyes, as they focused on his - surprisingly aligned - before breaking the kiss, leaving a lone strand of saliva connecting the two, their minds reeling from the flood of emotion, and their jaws agape as they eagerly anticipated what was to come.
Sure, he didn't look like a pony, but he had a good heart, and that's what counts, right? And the strange body shape only served to make him seem exotic, more alluring, at least to her. He got to his feet and scooped her up in his arms, carrying her away to the bedroom, stumbling to the bed as he tried to dodge the mess that littered her floor and desk space. Organised chaos, is what she called it. He threw her down on the bed, before tugging his shirt over his head and clambering over her, once again engaging in a sensual dance between their lips, fueled by their lust, and moving in time to the rhythm of their heartbeats. He broke off once more, and moved to the head of the bed before Derpy followed suit, laying near his lap and beginning to tug at the strings of his khaki work shorts, adequately loosening them before dragging them off of his legs, once more making eye contact, before yanking his underwear from under him and throwing them to the door with a deft flick of her head, allowing his one-eyed trouser-snake to spring forth into the cool air.
Why did he like her anyway? She knew she had little to offer in terms of looks, though her flank was often commented on by drunken stallions when she'd worked away in Manehatten, but wasn't it like that for every mare who walked the streets with the intoxicated rabble jeering at them? She certainly didn't know, and was afraid to ask in case he started to doubt it himself; why question what she already had? She shook her head, snapping herself out of her thoughts, before focusing solely on the now fully erect member before her, eyeing it hungrily like a predator, while he looked on in what could be described as fear to an extent, but it certainly got his heart going, among other things. She rubbed her hooves together, before wrapping them around his manhood, shifting up and down in fluid motion, eliciting quiet gasps and moans of encouragement from her partner as she worked him like a piston. She tentatively reached out with her tongue, unlike her previous behaviour which was aggressive, forward and passionate, this was tentative and gentle. She began lapping at the shaft as she pumped it, her rough tongue stimulating him further as he reached a state of near bliss, which was reached as she enveloped him entirely with her mouth, one eye meeting his while the other focused elsewhere. He smiled, and leaned back further into the headboard, allowing Derpy to work her magic, sucking as she pleased, the texture of the tongue and the suction from her blowjob almost bringing him to orgasm, before he gently pushed her off with his left hand, motioning that she rolled over for him to deliver his tender ministrations.
Rolling onto her back, she shifted her tail out of the way, presenting herself to him in all of her glory. He gave a toothy grin and a low whistle as his eyes flickered to and fro, taking in the sight of her moist folds, which almost glistened in the light coming from above. He wasted no time diving in, lapping at her sweet juices and occasionally flicking at her clit with the tip of his tongue, sometimes going as far as to tweak it with his teeth, eliciting high pitched squeals of euphoria she didn't even know she was capable of. It wasn't long before he pulled away his tongue, replacing it with a finger, then two, going as far as entering three fingers into her marehood, tenderly stroking within her as he moved forward to silence her moans with another deep and sensual kiss, occasionally tweaking her teats, though that didn't really produce any effect. You can't win 'em all, right? Within minutes she had reached orgasm, wracked in the throes of pleasure, her juices flowing out and onto his hand, seeping onto the bed sheets as she was reduced to butter, sagging down on the bed, eyes closed, smiling as she reached nirvana, as he grinned at the sight of a sweating, dripping Derpy Hooves.
She quickly regained her stamina, and pushed him onto his back with a hoof, as she positioned herself above him and he lined himself up with her entrance. With a quick wink, he brought her down and pushed himself up, entering her forcefully as her eyes rolled into the back of her head before once more revealing themselves, not wanting to miss the action that was sure to come. He flipped the positions, giving him dominance on top as she once again laid on her back looking up at him. Just as quickly as he'd entered, he began vigorously thrusting in and out, not pausing for breath as he grasped her flanks and pushed harder and faster in his actions. His member was slick with her juices from her previous orgasm, and so she provided little resistance when he drove home every second or so. At a loss for words, she laid squirming on the bed as she felt the wondrous effects of the act, once again pushing her close to the finish line. He signaled his orgasm with a grunt, thrusting with finality into her perfect mound as she came once more, him firing slippery ropes of cum deep within her pussy as she slowly secreted on the bed, both riding out the sheer pleasure that seemed to overwhelm them.
Once their tongues were back in their mouths as opposed to hanging limp, he withdrew, not caring to watch as small traces of white cum dribbled out onto the bed. For the final time that night, they locked lips and kissed with a passion and fire which could not be matched, ending their night as it had started. Once again, a single strand of saliva joined the two lovers. Only three words were spoken that night:
"Same again tomorrow?" Derpy laughed and playfully punched him in the arm, bringing a smile to his face as she leaned against his chest, before they both collapsed onto the bed and were carried away in the seductive embrace of sleep.
Author's Note
Shameless, my first time writing clop, more of a reader than a writer in all honesty. I think Derpy is out of character a little, how it switches perspectives may be considered annoying, and the lack of development for the human may also irk some people, but sue me, it's a one shot and if I intend to write a long, well written story, I'll make sure to perfect it before submission. Also, it's really annoying thinking of appropriate synonyms for penis and vagina and making them fit. However, I am willing to fix spelling and grammar issues should I find the time.
Tallyho, old chaps!
