Sky Dancer and Martin were still on the couch when Martin’s roomie Steve left. After a few tense moments, they both broke down in laughter.

“Do you really think he was serious?” Sky asked as she slowly rose and turned around, still on the couch. “I think he was.”

“You know, Sky, I’ve been living with him for a year now and I still don’t know sometimes.”

“What about you, then? How’d he say it? Are you really ‘into me’?” Sky asked with a little smirk.

“Well… it’s been on my mind, kind of… for the past two years or so.”

Sky’s smirk grew as she came a little closer. “And what exactly is it that’s been on your mind?”

Martin swallowed the last of his drink. “To, eh… To be, well… intimate. With a pony, I guess?”

“How bold,” Sky said somewhat in surprise. “Tell me, if you’re okay with that… have you ever been intimate with a human female?”

“Once,” Martin blurted out unthinkingly. “It was okay, as far as first times go. What about you?”

“Until recently I hardly even dared approach a human.”

“No, no. I meant, have you been intimate with another pony?” Martin clarified with some nervous jazz hands.

Sky Dancer contemplated her personal history. “Actually no, no I haven’t,” she admitted.

“So you’re still…”

“A virgin? Yes,” Sky said as she laid back down on the couch. She was on her back, with her head on Martin’s lap and her tail loosely curled between her legs. “Not that it means as much in Equestria as I am to understand it does here,” she cooed.

“How do you feel about that, though?” Martin hesitantly asked.

“Well, all my pony friends aren’t, so let’s start with that it makes me feel… not as adult as the others. And I’m not exactly the youngest mare in our little group.”

Martin raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”

“I’m actually the third youngest,” Sky clarified as she bunched up the front of her shirt in her forelegs and pouted. It actually looked pretty sexy, to Martin’s personal surprise. He couldn’t quite help but smile approvingly at the slightly upside-down display on his lap.

“Hey… Martin?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you think I’m attractive?” the pony in his lap asked with a smile. Martin took a moment to properly look into Sky’s huge eyes. He felt as if he could look right through them. The things were at least twice as big as his own and incredibly expressive. There was a certain charm in how Sky’s somewhat-voluminous mane tended to cover up one eye, as well. And here she was, all but offering herself to him, on her back with her only article of clothing bunched up between her forelegs.

“Yeah, you are.”

Sky smiled even wider and whipped her tail around a bit. “Rub my belly?” she half-whispered. Martin considered the request for a moment, holding his hand just above Sky’s exposed belly.

“How do I do this?” he asked as he carefully laid the tips of his fingers on the soft fur.

“Mmm. Just… sort of run your fingers all over it? Slowly?” the pony suggested as she closed her eyes. Martin smirked and obligingly started tracing some circles on Sky’s fur. She felt very soft on her belly, more so than on her back. It felt like something Martin could do all day.

“Mmmyeah, just like that,” Sky cooed, softly kicking one of her hind legs. Fingers were like an all-new experience to her, and just about everything she’d imagined. Not that she was obsessed or anything – she just liked belly rubs and fingers seemed better-suited to that goal than hooves. “A little harder, mmm… sexy?”

The word hardly even registered to Martin. Only the request did. “Okay,” he whispered. Softly digging his nails in, Martin was all too happy to oblige. He found it oddly exciting. Somewhere in the back of his mind, it was even sort of arousing.

Martin couldn’t help it. His hand roamed lower down before he even realized that one thought was there.

“M-Martin! Don’t!”

Martin pulled back his hand in shock. “I’m sorry! I didn’t— I mean…”

“It’s… It’s okay, Martin,” Sky Dancer meekly argued as she opened her eyes and looked straight at Martin. “I just want this to be… right.”

“Ah?”

Sky carefully moved herself a bit further onto Martin’s lap by pushing off the couch’s arm rest. Leaning against Martin’s other arm, she moved her head closer to Martin’s.

“Just… right, you know?” the earth pony repeated.

“I’m not sure. What do you mean, ‘right’?”

Sky blushed right through her coat. “Ah… Kiss me?”

Martin wondered for just a short moment how that’d work, then turned his head to face Sky’s waiting lips. It’d been a good while since he’d kissed someone in a romantic fashion, but then again he’d never kissed a pony before, and he could only assume the opposite was also true.

He found Sky’s lips tasted of cherries. When he broke the kiss and opened his eyes again, he saw exactly how expressive a pony’s eyes could be. How she did it Martin would never know, but the highlights in Sky’s eyes were visibly shaking, and her pupils were dilated to such an almost-absurd degree that her eyes were basically like giant black spheres. With intensively shaking highlights in it.

“Martin…”

Martin didn’t say anything in reply. Instead he just reached for another kiss, and a third. At the fourth, he found Sky had her mouth open and he was happy to indulge her. Connecting his lips with hers once more, he slowly reached in with his tongue to find Sky’s waiting for him. They embraced as tightly as they could manage in their position, Martin bending down and pushing Sky in a more horizontal pose.

It was almost bliss. It took what seemed like several minutes before they finally released the kiss, leaving Martin’s mouth dripping with a copious, almost comical amount of pony saliva. He reached out and softly scratched his equine lover’s tummy once more, listening for an audible reaction. Sky was breathing somewhat deeply from the kiss, and every time Martin’s hand came closest to her holiest of holies, there was a soft gasp interrupting Sky Dancer’s breathing. Martin himself wasn’t exactly calm either by now. He’d come to terms with the idea minutes ago when he found his quickly-stiffening cock was crushed under Sky’s back. There was no way around it – unless there was something very off-putting to be thrown his way, he was soon going to fuck a pony. And he felt they were likely to enjoy it.

“Is it okay?” Martin asked breathily, holding his hand a little closer to Sky’s crotch. She nodded softly and whimpered as Martin approached her waiting folds. When he tried to stroke them, Martin found that beneath his fingers, Sky’s pony pussy was opening and closing on its own accord.

“What’s it doing, Sky?” Martin inquired as he softly stroked the surprisingly muscular outer lips.

“Ah? Oh… it’s ah… it’s winking,” Sky answered with a red face. At Martin’s reaction, she continued, “It does that when – oh dear – when it wants to, ah… you know.”

“When it wants something inside?” Martin finished and teasingly held two fingers against the inside of Sky’s lips.

“…yesss,” Sky hissed.

Martin smirked. “Sky… could you do something for me?” he whispered. Sky whimpered in response. “Could you tell me exactly what it is you want?” He didn’t know why he asked. It felt like a cliché way to ask, but something inside him drove him to make such a cute little thing say something potentially perverted.

Sky Dancer hesitated until Martin moved his fingers a bit, just at her entrance. “I… I want your f-fingers in my p—my special place.”

“In your what now?” Martin insisted as he slowly reached inside a little. “Use your big pony words, Sky honey. I know you know them.”

“Heh… ‘big pony words’,” Sky repeated. “I want your fingers in… oh dear. In my dirty pony p-pussy!”

Martin almost immediately shoved all four fingers inside of Sky’s soaked slit, leaving only his thumb. Sky screamed from the sudden feeling of fullness and buried her muzzle between Martin’s head and shoulder. She felt his fingers squirm inside of her and touch so many places at once, in a way she’d never be able to replicate by herself. It felt glorious, and even more so when his strategically left out thumb made contact with her waiting equine clit.

“Martiiin!” Sky cried out as she properly came for the first time in her life, soaking Martin’s hand up to the wrist in her juices. He slowly took it out and softly stroked the general area, waiting for Sky to recover as he cradled her with his other arm.

“Martin?” the exhausted pony whispered. “When will Steve be back?”

Martin looked at the clock on his media recorder. “Should be soon now, if he went to the usual store. Why?” he asked knowingly.

“That’s too bad,” Sky replied as she straightened her shirt and considered wiping her crotch with it. “I kinda wanted to… heh.”

“Do what, Sky?”

“Nothing,” Sky Dancer giggled. “But if not that… you wanna… maybe make out a little where Steve can see it?”

“Sky Dancer, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.”

Author's Note

I'm thinking that's basically it for Steve, Martin, and Sky Dancer the ironically-named earthpon. Perhaps they'll return and we'll see how Sky's nothing goes. Perhaps I'll leave that to comment feedback.

Fun fact: that final line was added at the very last minute, when I had my converter already primed and ready. Just like in Casablanca.