Unwanted Attention

You let out a deep and heavy sigh. Why is it always you that gets put into situations like this? I mean, you are a good person. You try to treat everyone with some respect. Yet, here you are. A white fashionista mare at your feet, graveling.

“You must!” She calls to you with tears.

You have been in this situation many times before. It’s kinda funny when you think back about how all the ponies went out of their way to ignore you when you first arrived. Especially so with the mare currently at your feet. She use to comment about your attire at every available chance she got. Even when everyone got to know you better she still held a ‘holier than thou’ way when she was around you. Always making you feel like a peasant before royalty. Which in and of itself was funny, since Celestia and Luna were both total sweethearts to you.

Though Rarity soon changed her tune when she found you playing with Sweetie Belle. You were waiting for Rarity to finish making some clothes for you, and, having nothing better to do, you struck up a conversation with Sweetie Belle and ended up play with the little filly. It wasn't that hard for her to convince you anyways. Being bored out of your mind was one good reason and the second reason was the face she made. You swear those big eyes and quivering lip would have broken your heart if you looked for too long.

The two of you were playing a simple game of tic tac toe. Rarity was flabbergasted that you were able to keep her sitting still for so long. Complaining that the only other pony to have that much control over her sister was Fluttershy. You weren't too sure why it was so hard to control the filly, she was acting like a complete angel with you.

So it was with this situation that Rarity thought it would be a great idea for you to be the fillies baby sitter. You weren't liking that idea at all. You had a job and other things to do than watch a filly for hours or even days! That was, until Rarity gave you a very interesting proposal. You see, you are a male and there are a lot of mares around. This fact alone doesn't mean they would give you the time of day though, seeing as they are still rather afraid of you.

On the other hand. Rarity and her friends knew you wouldn't harm anyone and were a very likeable human. So, with this in mind. Rarity offered to pay you with the one thing you haven't been getting.. Sex. Now, this was a very interesting start to a friendship. To think Rarity would actually offer something like that at the time baffled you.

That was more than a few years ago. You would watch Sweetie Belle for Rarity whenever she went out and needed a babysitter. When Rarity came back, you two would fuck like rabbits. It was weird at first to learn how to please a mare, but in time the rewards were well worth the awkwardness. But we are getting a little off track. Currently Rarity is at your feet pleading to you to watch Sweetie Belle for a whole month! This will be the longest time you have ever been alone with the filly.

“Actually, not to put you down Rarity, but this isn't something I “must” do.” You correct her.

“But darling I simply must go to Canterlot! You see, Fancy Pants wants me to be by his side as he shows my clothing line off to many reputable ponies! We are even going to go tour all of equestria showing my work! You simply must watch Sweetie Belle!”

“Rarity, it's one thing to watch Sweetie Belle for a few days.. It’s an entirely different thing when its a entire month.” You say with an unwavering determination.

“If you do this.. I will.. I will.” You raise your eyebrow at her. “I will, let you.. Go in the back door.” She says so quickly you thought you heard her wrong.

Your eyes go completely wide as your mind registers what she just said. You were -not- expecting that. You tried to do anal with Rarity once but she got furious at the attempt. It has kinda been a huge turn on for you just to think about that, since she actively denied you it. It's probably has something to do with the fact she is so clean and prissy as well.. Doing something really dirty like that always made you hard as steel when it came to mind.

“Are you serious?” She turns away with a blush, slowly nodding her head. “Rarity, I promise you I will watch over Sweetie Belle. As god as my witness, I will not fail you.” There went your determination.

“Really?!” She says with excitement.

“Well, with an offer like that.. How could I refuse?”

She pulls you into a hug. “I know I shouldn't be doing this, seeing as what you’re getting in the end. But thank you, thank you for doing this.”

The way she said that made you kinda feel bad about what she was offering. That feeling didn't last long though. You would be plowing that marshmallow ass, for humanity!

“So, when are you leaving?” You ask.

“Now.”

“Now!?” You didn't expect it to be so last minute.

“Well what did you expect?”

“I don't know? A little warning!”

She turns around, letting out a harumph. “Just be glad I am giving you a good offer on such a short notice.”

You look at her ass. “You’re lucky your ass looks as fine as it does.” You say slapping it.

She jerks up at the feeling. “Manners!” She looks back to you with a piercing gaze.

“You know you like it.” You say.

She simply blushes in return.

She clears her throat. “Well, yes.. Anyways, I am going to pack and be on my way. Tell Sweetie Belle that I am sorry I have left on such a short notice and couldn't tell her myself.”

You let out a sigh. “Alright Rarity.”

“Thank you.” She says leaving to pack.

Rarity was gone now. She left you some bits to cover any food that was needed and also a small list of things that needed to be done around the house. Most of it was cleaning and keeping Sweetie Belle out of her inspiration room. Everything else was along the lines of getting some food into myself and her sister. Pretty much the same old you have been dealing with.

Sweetie Belle should be back in a few minutes. Usually she likes to drop off her saddle bag at home before she goes off to play with her friends. The sound of the front door bell ringing lets you know you were on the mark with that previous thought.

“Rarity, why is the sign for the store on closed?!” The young filly calls out.

You step down from upstairs and come into the main room.

“Rarity had to go out of town and you know I am not one to make dresses.” You say with a grin.

Her eyes light up when she sees you. “Are you going to watch over me again?!” Even if she was a filly you both enjoyed spending time together.

“Yup. For a month”

“A month?!” She squeaks out.

“Yeah, Rarity has some big Canterlot thing going on. So I am here for an entire month. Just you and me kiddo.”

“Great! Wanna go out and help me crusade?”

You adjust your shoulder from the old injury you got while “crusading.”

“N-no thanks Sweetie. I need to make sure this place is stocked for our stay anyways.”

“Alright then.” She simply tosses her bag onto the ground.

You clear your throat to get her attention. She looks back, then to the bag. With a large blush does she pick it up and set in on a nearby couch.

“Better.” You say satisfied her things weren't lying around. “Go have fun now.”

Without another word, she storms out with her two little friends as they go to find their cutie marks. So with her off on an adventure you get ready to go shopping. It wouldn't take too long since Rarity has most of the kitchen stocked, but you haven't had meat in a while and the lack of protein can kill you. Or, that’s what you told the ponies at least. You grew up eating meat, you aren't going to change that for these damn hippies. So, with that in mind do you prepare to visit Fluttershy to get some fish.

You walk into Rarity’s boutique with two rather large fish in hand. Fluttershy is a very sweet pony that has always listened and help in your time of needing, with some form of flesh to eat. While handing over Angel wasn't an options. A question you both still remember to this day.... She did offer to give you some fish that she feeds to her carnivore type creatures in the end though and you were happy to accept them. Even though she offered them for free, you made sure to give her a few bits for the trouble.

Fish was ok in your book and it made you feel oddly healthier than when you use to eat nothing but meat back on earth. Anyways. You make sure to chill the fish in the fridge while you wait till dinner time arrives. You know Rarity hates it when you put fish in her fridge but she has learned that you need it to survive. That should be more apparent seeing as you will be here for a lot longer than usual, so you doubt she would or even could complain about it. Sweetie Belle on the others hand doesn't even care that you eat fish.

So once everything is put away do you sit and relax on the living room couch, just looking to the ceiling. You let out a sad sigh, you knew this was going to be a long month. You don't have much time to think as you hear the door open and strike the little bell Rarity had set. You look over to the entrance and see Sweetie Belle covered in a substance you weren't quite sure what it was. Until you take a closer look.

“Sweets, please tell me that is not what I think it is.” You say in an agitated voice.

She looks around nervously. “What if I said it wasn't?” She looks to you with a nervous look.

“Then I would call you a liar.” You cover your face in an attempt to calm yourself. “Please tell me how you got covered in red paint?” The words muffle past your hands.

“Well, my friends and I tried our hooves at painting.”

“I figured that part.” You say looking right at her. “The thing I am confused about is how you became a paintbrush.”

She looks like she is on the verge of tears. “W-well.. Scootaloo was on top of the barn to paint the highest parts we couldn't reach. But she dropped the bucket on me by accident, honest!”

You take a deep breath and just shake your head. “It's alright Sweets, lets just get you into the tub quick before that stuff gets too set into your fur. Last thing I need Rarity to do is freak out about this.”

You get up and wave the filly to follow as you quickly get to the bathroom and turn on the tap. Making sure it was warm enough for her. You turn around and see the little filly just standing there looking to the tub.

“Well?” You ask, not sure why she is just standing there.

“I-I can't get in.”

You look to the height of the tub and the size of Sweetie, then you facepalm.

“Yeah, my bad.” You say, picking her up gentle and setting her under the tap. “Now try to get as much of that stuff out before you fill the tub. Otherwise you will just end up painting yourself more.” You inform her.

She gives a little nod as you take your leave to give her some privacy. You know ponies don't wear clothes and that even when they wash it isn't as personal as compared to when humans do it, but you still feel it's kinda weird. So you shut the door and make sure she has a few towels so she can dry off. Now you just sat in wait for her to finish.

“Can I get a little help?” You hear a calm voice call from inside.

It has already been ten minutes or so. So you get up from floor and walk into the bathroom. What you see is a nervous looking filly and her entire rear end still covered in paint.

“Sweets, why aren't you clean yet?” You ask dumbfounded.

“I-I” She looks down and mumbles.

“What is that?” You ask.

“I can't reach.” She turn away with a massive blush.

At first you raised an eyebrow unsure as to what she meant. That was until it hit you like a ton of bricks.

“Wait, you can't mean..” You trail off as she just nods slowly. “Can't you just use magic?”

“I haven't learned how yet.” She says looking to the tub again.

You let out a nervous chuckle as you try desperately to find some way to remedy this situation. Nothing comes to mind though. You can't just leave her like this, so you go with the only option you can do at this moment.

“Turn around please.” You say as you walk to the side of the tub.

She nod slowly as she turns around so her rear was under the tap. You take a knee and gently grasp her tail as you tug her a little bit closer to the tap. Her entire flank was smeared in this stuff and it was trying to dry quickly. You don't waste any time as you run your hands thru her tail and let the water wash out as much of the paint as it can.

You then moves her her hind quarters and do a quick as possible rub down, trying not to linger too long on various parts. Though it seems this isn't working too well. So with a sigh, you take a hand full of soap and start to lather her up. It was doing a far better job on breaking up the paint but you had to make sure to rub it into her coat.

First you worked her tail and got that all cleaned up. The next part though was going to get very weird.

“Um, Sweets.. I am going to have to, well, clean you properly. That is going to require a lot of touching.” You gulp a little hoping she understands what you mean.

She looks back to me with a blush on her face as she looks away and gives a slow nod. With a long sigh do you start at the top of her rump. Using your fingers to dig deep into her coat. Slowly you work you hands down her blank flank, one on the outside and the other working the inside of her thigh. You can feel she is getting a little hot now. Probably from the embarrassing situation, not that you were spared from the burning flame upon your face either.

You get focused again as you then lift her little hind hooves up and make sure to clean them well. Once you finish with one leg do you move from the bottom of her next one and up to her rump. While you traveled up you felt some paint on her stomach. So, you move your hands between her legs and slowly start to rub the soap in. You see Sweetie spread her legs to give you..Better access. Though what you see in front of your face is a red paint covered filly cunt and plothole.

You gulp again as you can't believe that she got paint there as well. You quickly look away as you go back to gently rubbing her stomach. Even feeling little bumps that you can only assume are her teats. You can't help but feel your face burning up from all this contact. Again you shake it away feeling that the paint was now gone from the immediate area.

You then look at her filly hole.

“Um, sweets.” You say in almost a whisper.

“Y-yeah?” She says in a pant.

“I-I have to clean you..” You gulp unsure how to continue this line of thought. “Your, um.. entire backside.” You make sure to put emphasis on the word “entire”.

That only seem to make her pant harder. “S-sure.” She says.

You close your eyes and just try to clear your mind a bit. Just a filly. Innocent and needs help getting cleaned up. Don't think too much about this. Just, do it. With that little pep talk do you lather up your hands once more and then gently run them around her most private of areas. You hear the catch in her throat as you gently work her outer lips, trying to make sure the soap does its work.

Even with the paint you can feel how soft this fillies area is. You have played with Rarity and yet it seems to not even compare to how soft this filly is. You make sure to keep your molesting to a minimum as you finally have her entire rear end covered in soap. You gently tug her tail back and under the tap to clear all the paint. It seemed to work well as you watch it go down into the drain. You do a quick inspection and find that all areas are paint free.

“I think we are done here.” You say with a tinge of red on your cheeks still.

“I still need help.”

You don't even say anything as you pick her up out of the tub and set her on the ground. You walk over to the towels and drop them on top of her.

“Drying too.” She says in a whisper.

This shouldn't be too hard. So you take a knee again and start the rub down. You thank the towel for taking most of the sensation away. Rather than letting her dry her chest, you decide to dry her yourself to save some time. You try to look at a wall as you run the towel down her chest, desperate to think of anything but this wet filly you were drying..

“Thank you.” She says to you.

“What?” You ask, having been too lost in thought to register what she said..

Only to realise that you two were locked lips. Your eyes widen in surprise as you can see hers do the same. You both pull away in shock as to what just happened. You can't help though but think about how soft her lips were against yours.

“I-I’m sorry.” She quickly says. “I was trying to kiss your cheek.” She explains.

The turn to hear what someone says, only to get a kiss on the lips bit. Classic.

“No, no need to apologize Sweets. Accidents happen.” You say with a forced smile. You can see a smile on her lips as her face is entirely red. “I think I will get dinner ready.” You add on quickly as you turn to leave the bathroom.

Once you close the door behind you do you let out a long breath you were holding in. You try to process what just happened in that room. You cleaned a filly in some very dangerous places. You also accidently locked lips with her. You can't help but feel a shiver go up your spine just thinking about how nice it was to have your hands all over that soft, slightly plump body of hers.

“No!” You scold yourself in silence. “You got Rarity, t-this isn't even something I will humor!” With that finality said do you walk off towards the kitchen to get your meals ready.

You admit that preparing food for ponies is actually really easy. Most of the time you can satisfy a pony just by simply slapping their favorite flower on some bread and they will be fine. There are ponies though, like rarity, that want a little more “class” in their food, but for the most part they don't go that far. Sure we humans probably perfected the idea of food variety, but there is only so much you can do to plant life.

Anyways, the only reason you’re thinking about this is because you can't get your mind off Sweetie Belle. You can't help but feel a certain disgust within yourself for enjoying giving that filly a wash. Never in your entire mind have you looked to one of the younger ponies with lingering eyes. This though, this seemed different. Not in a good way either.

You were so absorbed by your mental debating that you forgot to make something for Sweetie Belle to eat. So when she came in looking just as beautiful as her sister. It really didn't help your mind on what food should be made.

“Do you need any help?” She asks.

You gulp a little. “Yeah, sure. What are you in the mood for?” Your mind seems to flash fantasies on what you would be in the mood for with this filly.

You clench your teeth to try and drown out the images.

“How about some daffodile sandwiches?” She offers.

Again, you know Sweetie Belle was never hard to please. “That sounds easy.” You say as you head over to the fridge to get what was needed.

You set everything onto the kitchen table and also made sure to add a little more on the side to liven up the food a bit. You know, some mayo, red onions and lettuce, all that good stuff.

“I will get the plates.” She says happily.

You grab a knife and start to slices the red onions and lettuce into manageable slices. You can't help though but look over your shoulder slowly and watch the filly stand on a chair as she tries to reach some plates. Really stretching to get them. Showing off her curves, the roundness of her flank. How she lifts her tail and gives you the briefest of glimpses at her forbidden fruit.

Now, handling a knife while not paying attention is usually not a good thing to do, seeing as bad things can happen to fingers when playing with sharp things.. Lucky for you, nothing bad did happen. It was a legitimate thought though. So the filly came back with plates in her mouth as she sets them onto the table. That was another thing you have to get use to with these ponies. Most of them handle things with their mouths.

Let me tell you, accepting change from an earth pony is not a pleasant thing experience. Though in time you get use to it. Humans are pretty good at adapting to things like that.

“Well go ahead kiddo. Make something.” You push over the things she needs as she sits in her seat.

“You’re going to let me make it?” She asks.

“Yeah, why wouldn't I?” You ask confused.

“Rarity never lets me make anything.” She admits.

“Well, It's just a sandwich. I doubt you could mess it up.”

She looks unsure. You are pretty sure you let her make food before. Then again you weren't positive of that. From what you have heard, Sweetie Belle wasn't that great at cooking.

“Can you help me?” She asks.

Well, she doesn't have magic. You think.

“Sure.”

With that said do you pull out a chair and take a seat next to Sweetie Belle. You place some bread onto her plate and bring the other ingredients closer.

“So what do I do?” She asks.

“Well it's not that hard.” You bring over the mayo. “First, you want mayo on it, right?” She nods her head. “You just take the knife.” You pick it up along with the bread. “And spread it on.” After getting a good amount do you spread it evenly onto the bread. You then set the piece down and get the other slice. “Now you try.”

She gingerly takes the butter knife into her mouth and dips it into the mayo. It is kinda fascinating to see ponies using tools with their mouths. I mean, it doesn't beat the awesomeness of hands but they can be very dexterous. To top it off, all that mouth work makes blow jobs rediculous! Maybe I shouldn't be thinking this while looking at a filly... Sweetie Belle slowly lays it onto the other piece and proceeds to slowly spread the mayo over.

“Thats perfect.” You say as she puts the butter knife away.

She looks up to you with a large smile. “Really?” You give a nod. “So what now?”

“Admittedly that was probably the hard part. Now all you need to do is stack what you want and dig in.”

You show her by quickly making your own sandwich, which was only made of lettuce and tomato. She follows your lead and throws together her own meal and is soon enjoying it.

“That was easier than I thought.” Sweetie admits.

“See, it wasn't that hard to do Sweets. You just have to set your mind on something and try. Failing happens in life, so don't be sad if what you do doesn't work out how you planned.” You pat her on the head.

She looks thoughtful for a seconds as she looks up at you. You can see in her eyes a brief flash of inspiration come to her as she just smiles at you.

You two just sit in silence as you enjoy your meals. Not much was said other than what she and the crusaders were planning tomorrow and also how their plans probably wouldn't involve paint for awhile. That was all you really needed to hear to feel better, if not cautiously optimistic. Dinner passed and the sun was going down now, time for sleep.

“Well Sweets it's that time of the day. Go on and get ready for bed.” You instruct her as she goes on her way without a single word.

You place the dishes into the sink and make sure to give them a proper cleaning before you too head off towards Rarity’s room for some much needed rest. You make sure to take a quick shower and are just in your boxers as you hop into Rarity’s satin sheets. One thing this mare had was taste in what she liked. The bed was probably the best you have ever slept in, hands down.

So with a happy yawn do you close your eyes and get ready for a new day.

Soon the light of a new day comes filtering past the curtain into the room to wake you for the morning. You slowly stir as you roll around a little trying to kick start your morning. You feel some soft fur to your side as you roll over and pull it close to your chest.

“So you in the mood for some fun Rarity?” You say still in a dreamy haze.

“What kind of fun?” Rarity replies back.

“Oh you know, the kind that ends with us being totally exhausted and in the need for a shower.” You say with a smirk pulling her closer to your chest as your hands slowly trail down her stomach, getting close to her hind legs.

“Thats a great idea!” You hear a small squeaky voice shout out.

Your eyes open wide as you come face to face with Sweetie Belle. She is looking you dead in the eyes with a sultry look.

“I would do anything for you.” She says in a husky voice.

You sit up in shock as you look around the room. You find you’re still in Rarity’s room and Sweetie Belle was nowhere to be found. It has already been a few days since the paint accident but you have been plagued with these dreams lately. It also doesn't help that you have noticed the little filly has been getting a little touchy feely lately.

“Just a dream.” You say to yourself as you try to calm a little. “Just another really vivid dream.”

You rub your face a little as you look towards the window to see the sun now slowly rising from the horizon. Well, lets hope today can be a normal day. You get out of bed and get dressed in your normal attire. You move down the staircase and catch something in the air that wasn't so usual. Was that breakfast? You hurry down the stairs and towards the kitchen to see a set of plates on the table.

Sweetie Belle notices you and pouts a little. “I was going to wake you.”

You just look to the spread she had out and feel a little dumbstruck. You have heard rumors from Rarity that Sweetie belle actually managed to burn juice. BURN JUICE! What sat in front of you made you pause for a second. There on the table was a perfectly set breakfast. Not a single thing looked burned or out of place.

“Sweets, did you do this?” You ask still in shock.

“Well, I got a little help from Applebloom.” She admit. “She stopped by early on but couldn't stick around.”

“Well be sure to thank her for me the next time you see her.” You walk over and take a seat. “Also thank you for making this, it looks lovely..” You add on.

She beams at the compliment. “Thanks!” She call out in her normal high pitched squeaky voice.

She joins you at the table as you both talk a little over your early meal. It was the weekend so she didn't need to worry about getting ready for school.

“So what’re you planning to do this weekend?” You ask her curious.

She looks at you looking a little red. “I-I was hoping you and me could play something together.”

You just shrug at this. Wouldn't be the first time she has offered you to join in on something

“Sure.” You get up and clear the table, making sure all the dishes are in the sink.

“Just follow me!” Sweetie says as she walking into the living room.

You follow after her as she just standing in the middle of the room.

“So what's the game?” You ask.

“How about some wrestling?” She offers.

“Sweets, you know ponies weren't made to wrestle. I know I told you and your friends about it from my world and you three even tried to get cutie marks based around that. But seriously, is that a game you want to play?” You say almost desperate to not play something so high in... contact.

“I think I got it down this time!” She says with a cute smile.

Well, how can you deny her? You get on your knees so you were almost face to face. Still a head or two bigger even in this position.

“So how we starting this?” You ask as you stretch your shoulders a little.

“We go on three.” She says.

“You’re sure you want to do this?” She just gives a nod. “Alright, on your mark.”

“One, two, three!”

Sweetie Belle pretty much jumps on you and uses her momentum and weight to put you onto your back. I guess she has some talent in this yet. You think as you quickly wrap your arms around her and pull her body close as you shift your weight so you were on top of her. She doesn't give you a second to think as she copies your previous move.

You two are rolling around laughing it up as you try to pin the others. She must have been practicing because she is actually doing very well against you. You were certain that a pony wouldn't do too well at this sport but she is definitely holding her own. You can't help but notice how your hands are running over her entire body in this game. You were enjoying it a little too much though. As the bulge in your pants was clearly showing.

You try to clear your mind of all these thoughts, but Sweetie Belle finds this the perfect time to strike. She flips you onto your back, straddles your already uncomfortably tight lap and uses her hooves to hold your arms down. You both just look to each other panting. You at least get the decency to remember the hardness in your pants and try to remedy the situation.

“Alright Sweets, you win, time to get off.”

She then smirks at you. “Well darling it is certainly uncouth to get off without your partner.” She said in a imitation of Rarity’s voice.

You just sat there stuck in shock. Did she just say what I think she said? You remember Rarity saying something like that the first time you two had sex.

“W-what was that Sweetie Belle?” You ask hoping it was you mishearing.

You feel her grind a little on your lap. “Well aren't we a little worked up?” She is still imitating her sister, she even added the little giggle at the end.

“Alright Sweets, you had your laugh, now let me go.” You say in a serious tone though your face held onto your shocked look.

You see her face look a little serious. “Why?” She asks in her own voice.

“The game is over and now we can stop playing.” You say.

“Thats not what I meant.” She looks hurt. “Why can you have fun with Rarity like that and not me!?” She practically screams.

You shift a little trying to wiggle away. “Sweetie Belle, what Rarity and I do is not something we can do. Nor is it any of your business. Understand?”

You look up to her eyes and see that determination. “I-I wanna be like my sister when I grow up.. S-so I want to do this!”

“Do you even know what “this” is?”

Your question definitely throws her off.

“U-um, no. Not exactly.” She admits.

“So then what are we going to do here Sweetie Belle?” You say looking to her seriously now.

“W-Well...” She started to move her hooves to your belt. “First we need to take these off.”

You quickly snatch her hoof. “Whoa there little filly. We are not going to do that. You don't even understand how big the thing you are trying to do is.” You say with finality, even though your raging hard on begged for you to take and defile this filly’s hole.

“I-I kinda know.” She shifts a little in your lap. “I hear things at school.”

She looks nervous but determined.

“Sweets, please, you don't want this.” You practically plead but the strain in your voice says something different..

“B-But I do!” Dammit she just won't give up! “A-and you do too!” You can't help but gasp, trying to form words. but she beats you to it. “I-I see the way you look at me. It's like when you look at my sister, but, more.” She then rocks in your lap getting a groan out of you. “I-I don't know much.. But I am sure that means you are interested.” She states.

She had you in a corner here. You can't deny that you have been lingering on her body more than you should have over the time passing.

“You can't be serious Sweets. What you’re talking about right now is HIGHLY illegal.” You state matter of factly.

“I won't tell if you don't.” She looks to you with pleading eyes.

You gulp unsure as to how to process this. “Shit.” Is the only thing that comes out of your mouth as you pull the filly into your lips.

Your primal urges winning over your common sense. You shove your tongue into this fillies mouth as you take as much of her as you could. You can feel her gasp in surprise but you don't slow down as you play with her velvet tongue. Trying to encourage her to play as well. It doesn't take her long to get the idea as she slowly starts to fight your tongue. You weren't you anymore, she wasn't her either. You both were just two souls at this moment.

You both break apart with gasps for air. You just look at Sweetie as she looks down at you with a massive blush. Out of all your time here in ponyville, you have never seen a pony look so beautiful at this moment.

“Lets take this somewhere more comfortable.” You say as you stand to your feet.

Sweetie Belle agrees as she gets off of you as you lead her to Rarity’s room. The thought of defiling her in her sisters bed wasn't lost on you, but you didn't care, you wanted to make this perfect. You see Sweetie Belle hop up onto the bed as she lies on her back spreading her legs wide. Dammit this filly seems to know how to turn you on without even knowing it.

You drop your pants in a second and let your manhood spring to life as it begs for attention. You see Sweetie Belle take notice of your display as she scoots closer towards the edge of the bed to get a better look. She was now at the edge and looking directly at your cock. It was weird how this simple act seemed to only make you harder.

“It doesn't look weird?” She examines it from afar a little until she take hold of it in her hooves to get a better feel. “When I heard you two, Rarity says it was weird. I don't see nothing wrong with it.” She looks up to you confused.

You gulp a little at seeing this filly looking up to you with your cock in her hooves. “I am not sure what to say.”

She just shrugs as you hold your breath when you see her lean forwards. You bit your lip as you feel this fillies tongue run over the tip of your throbbing love stick. She goes further as she takes you into her mouth and slowly bobs her head up and down. It seems she may have been practicing because you can barely contain the gasps and grunts of pleasure this filly was bringing.

“Jesus, how are you this good?” You whisper under your breath.

She pulls away with an audible pop. “I seen Rarity do this before. So I practiced with candy canes.” She admits with a juvenile smile.

You couldn't hold back anymore, you needed this filly now.

“Lets have a little fun Sweets.”

“So what do I do?” She asks.

“Just lie on your back like you did before.” You instruct her.

She does as you say as you slowly climb over her. You just look to her cute face and smile.

“What now?” She asks.

You position yourself at her entrance. “Now we take this slow.” You say feeling an excitement grow within you.

“Wait!” She calls out.

You quickly back away. “What's the matter?” You ask.

“T-Try the other one.” She says.

“Other what?” You ask confused.

“Put it in the other hole.”

You feel your mouth dry out. You smack your lips a few times. “That isn't a good idea Sweets. You're new to this, that would hurt.”

She shakes her head. “M-My sister is too afraid to let you do that. S-So i’m going to do it!”

“Are you sure?” You ask with some part nervousness and another part excitement. She just nods her head. “Alright.” You say as you line up on her little star.

You have to admit that this was something you always wanted to do with Rarity. To do this with her sister though, in her bed was almost enough to make you cum from the thought alone. You can already feel some precum smear against her little hole as to provide the much needed lube. You just look at her as she gives a hesitant nod.

You slowly push into her plot hole. Your eyes squint and you grunt a little from the massive resistance she is putting up.

“Try to relax Sweets.” You say in a strained tone.

You hear her grunts of pain. “I-I’ll try.”

You struggle desperately just to get in a inch as you push a little harder. As you were about to just give up you feel the head of your cock pop inside of her rump. You let out a grunt as the sudden change pushed your pleasure to new found heights. You look down to see Sweetie has her eyes closed and a pained look covering her face.

“A-are you alright?” You ask not wanting to harm her.

“I-It feels so big.” She says between pants.

You can't help but chuckle a little. “If it makes you feel better, it feels pretty tight in here as well.”

That was an understatement. You thought Rarity was tight when you fucked her, but this fillies plot felt like it could crush a piece of coal and turn it into a diamond. You were actually kinda afraid that getting out would be near impossible. You feel Sweetie wriggle around a little as she lets out a sigh.

“I-I think I am better now.” She says with a slight pant now.

“Want me to continue?”

She gives you a simple nod to confirm. You slowly push forward as your cock impales her most deepest of places. Each inch was painful and yet held so much pleasure. You could feel the walls of her plot try to desperately clench and push your manhood out. It was a struggle and yet you accepted this challenge. It was getting harder to contain yourself though. Each little gain you made almost made your cock explode.

You got about halfway in and felt that the pressure was too strong to continue.

“I think this is far enough.” You say with sweat dripping from your head. “How you doing?” You ask Sweetie.

She wriggles around a little more as you hear slight moans escape her. “I-It feels much better.” She admits.

“Good. Now lets try and move a bit.”

“Just go slow.” She says looking nervous.

“I wouldn't have it any other way.” You say with a smile to reassure her.

She smiles back as you now slowly pull out. Before her plot was trying to push you out but now you could feel as if her ass was trying to pull you back in. You both grunt as you only have your head remaining inside of her. You let out a sigh of relief as she does the same.

“Alright, lets do this.”

You now gently work your way back inside. Still feeling the high resistance. Once you get halfway in do you pull out a little faster and then thrust into her with a little more speed and force. With each motion you can feel her plot start to relax as you start to make a pace. You look down to see this fillies eyes are clenched shut, a smile on her face and a blush that was spreading like a wild fire upon her cheeks.

You run your hand through her mane as to get her attention. She slowly opens her eyes and looks to you. It seems to only make her smile more as she looks to you. She leans up and presses her lips to yours. You don't hold back as you now double your pace. With each thrust you feel your cock sink deeper into her hole. Soon you could feel your hips slam into hers as you finally managed to bottom out.

You work even faster as you feel this filly moan in your mouth. You feel her wet little cunt coating the top of your cock. You move your hand from her mane and slowly bring your middle finger to her little cunt. You dip your fingers inside and slowly start to push in. You feel the filly arch as she breaks from your kiss and screams out a little.

You use the juice from her excitement and press down hard onto her button. She cries out again as you feel a spray of liquid coat your cock. It only helps lube your manhood, allowing easier access to her sweet plothole. You weren't going to last much longer though.

“I-I'm..”

You didn't get to finish that thought as you bury yourself as deep as you could into her ass and let loose. The sounds of her moans seem to only drive you to pump more of your love juice into her rump. You could even feel some of it leaking out as you just try and hold yourself up, so you wouldn't fall onto her. Once your orgasm passes do you pull out of the filly and roll over to fall onto the bed.

“T-That was amazing.” You say as you look to the ceiling. “How was it for you?” You ask Sweetie.

You don't get a response. As you turn to look at the filly you notice she is out cold. Guess it was a little too much for her? You chuckle a little as you throw the blanket over you two and try to get some rest.

“I’m back! Is anypony home?!”

You get up from your seat in the kitchen as you walk into the main room.

“No ponies here.” You say with a smug grin as you see Rarity standing there, looking exhausted..

“Oh you know what I meant.” She says as she drops her 50 suitcases. She walks over to the couch and falls onto it with a sigh.

You take a seat next to her. “So how was it?” You ask.

“It was good, just so busy.” She looks like she is about to fall asleep. “How was Sweetie Belle?”

You can't help but smirk as you think back to the last few weeks you two have shared. Ever since you and Sweets did the dirty deed, you two have become closer. Though sex was a rare thing and something you wanted to make sure had little to no chance of you two being caught. When you two did have sex it was magical. That filly seemed to know a thing or two and was a very quick learner. She seemed to be very into anal sex but she also like screwing around the good old fashion way too.

“She was an angel.” You say when you look back to Rarity.

“Really, not a single problem?” She looks to you with disbelief.

“Not a single thing.” You reply.

She accepts this as she get up from her seat and walks over to the stairs, She looks over her shoulder and notices you not following her.

“What are you waiting for?” She ask confused. “I know I may look tired but I still have enough energy for your.. payment.” She says the last part with some disgust.

You just chuckle aloud a little. “No thanks.” You say simply.

“Pardon?” She looks shocked.

You just shrug. “I don't think I will be needing your “payment” any longer Rarity.”

She looks around unsure of what you just said. “What?”

You get up from the couch and walk over to the door. “I will still watch Sweetie Belle if you need me too, but I don't need sex anymore.” You open the door and step out.

“But wai-”

You close the door behind you. Though Rarity never admitted it, you knew she liked the sex as much as you did. Though to be honest, you were tired of how she still managed to make it seem like sex with you was like a crime against nature. You look down and see Sweetie Belle looking up to you with a large smile.

“How did it go?” She asks with a smile.

You chuckle a little to yourself. “Forget about it Sweets, lets go and have some fun.”

“OK!” She screams with glee as she runs off towards your house.

How did you get so lucky in this place? You look around and see that all the mares are still ignoring you. Your eyes move back to the filly that turned around to shout for you to catch up..

“You're the only mare I need.” You say under your breath with a smile as you take off after her.