~Warning! This chapter contains sexual intercourse between a pony and a human! You have been warned!~

Dust floated in the sunbeams that shone through the spaces between the blinds in Andrew’s bedroom, the piercing sun desperately trying to invade the dim room. Within said room, Two figures lay under the sheets of the large, custom built bed.

Andrew slept soundly, dreaming of delicious pastries and coffee and other such sweets. Rainbow Dash however, was more than awake. The young mare was sprawled over top of Andrews wide chest, rubbing herself eagerly over him.

“Hmm,” She moaned, breathlessly, revelling in both the feeling of Andrews warmth against her, and his alluring scent. Even though she quite often snuggled up to him during the morning, she was being particularly touchy today.

While they had become comfortable sleeping in the same bed a few weeks ago, Rainbow still enjoyed it when he allowed her to stay with him in his small, cozy home, instead of her huge, cold, lonely clouds.

With a happy groan, she moved herself up to chew lovingly on Andrews ear, slipping her tongue into the creases and folds.

“That tickles Rainbow,” Andrew smirked in a groggy voice, while keeping his eyes closed.

Normally, Rainbow would have stopped, blushed, and welcomed him to the waking world with a cheery ‘Good morning!’ But today, she fell out of routine. Instead, intent on continuing her oral ministrations.

In Andrew’s fuzzy state, he didn’t really notice and allowed Rainbow to continue for a few minutes until he decided it was time to emerge from beneath the sheets.

“Dashie, you can stop now. I gotta go to work early today remember?” He reminded her.

Rainbow either didn’t hear or chose to ignore him, only moving her tongue away from his ear down to his neck.

“Dashie,” He said again, a little louder this time.

He was met with the same response, however this time, a frustrated groan came with it.

“Okay Rainbow, time to get up,” He said in a slightly annoyed tone whilst giving her a playful pat on her flank, indicating that it was time to get a move on.

Not waiting for Rainbow to move on her own, Andrew hooked two thumbs under her front legs and lifted her up off of him, causing the covers to slide of her back, revealing her outstretched wings.

Andrew didn’t notice them, instead bringing his face to Rainbows a giving her a quick smooch on the tip of her nose. If Andrew hadn’t been still dazed from waking a few moments ago, he may have noticed the distinct, glossy look in Dash’s eyes.

When Andrew pulled away from the kiss, Rainbow quickly darted forward, trying to steal another kiss from her boyfriend. Unfortunately, Andrew moved just in time, and she instead ended up sucking on his cheek. Which she seemed to take as a good alternative.

Andrew sighed at his mares antics. She had been acting very much the same way last night, stealing kisses and generally being extremely affectionate. While Andrew didn’t disapprove of it at all, it found it rather jarring for the mare to go from being very fidgety and touch shy that morning to being all over him that afternoon.

Eventually he managed to peel her off of him and navigate to the bathroom to complete the ancient ‘triple S ritual’.

As he showered, lathering his scalp with shampoo, he could have sworn he heard feminine moans emanating from the behind the door to the bedroom. Shrugging it off as Rainbow doing her morning stretches, he finished his shower to go check on her.

Because he had assumed she was warming up to go for a morning flight as she often did, he was surprised to find her fast asleep in the centre of the bed, and strangely, he mane looking even messier than it had when she woke.

Pushing the thought aside, Andrew quickly made his way downstairs to make the pair breakfast. Unfortunately, he was in a bit of rush, what with a locomotive engineer from Manehatten coming to inspect the his gearing today, so he only had time to make some buttered toast.

With a slice in his mouth and a plate in his hand, he quickly re-entered the bedroom, to find Dash in the same position. He quickly deposited the plate of warm bread on the bedside table, While fiddling with his tie.

With superior multi tasking skills that betrayed his gender, he transferred the food in his mouth to his free hand, and gently prodded Rainbow with the back of the same hand.

“Toasts on the table Dash, I gotta go. I love yo-” He was promptly silenced when dash shot up from the bed and locked lips with him, in an astoundingly passionate kiss.

It was enough to momentarily pause Andrew from his tie, as he returned the kiss lovingly. A tongue forcibly pushed against Andrew’s teeth, begging for entry, to which Andrew shamelessly granted.

While the duo had tongue kissed before, this one was less romance and passionate and more lust filled and desperate. The mare prodded all over the inside of the human’s mouth, exploring all the way from his broad Molares to his narrow Incisors.

The kiss ended early, when Andrew remembered he had somewhere to be. Reluctantly, he pulled away, earning a saddened sigh from Rainbow. The pegasus’ face quickly morphed into a painfully adorable pout. Complete with the little fold of skin on the bridge of her snout that added to the effect tenfold.

“Please come back soon,” She whimpered in the most fragile and saddened voice.

Andrew was certain something was up now. Rainbow was never like this. But, nonetheless he felt his tortured heart melt once more at the hooves of the rainbow mare. Leaning forward, he embraced he in a comforting hug.

“I promise. How bout I swing by the park at noon, and we go for lunch?” he suggested.

Rainbow seemed to fidget uncomfortably, at the mention of work for some reason Andrew couldn’t place.

“Uh- uh y-yeah. That sounds good,” she mumbled, but managed to smile sweetly.

Andrew gave her a critical look, but let it slide. “Alright, bub bye Dashie,” He said as he turned and left.

When Andrew finally vacated his home, he noticed the air was phenomenally clearer than it had been inside. Not being so dense as to just wave it off as a crisper day, he turned back around and took a whiff of air through the door he had yet to close.

Sure enough, the air within the house had a definite, musky yet sweet aroma to it. He hadn’t noticed it before, and it definitely didn’t always smell like that. Assuming he had left a pair of sweaty socks lying somewhere near the door, he shrugged it off and left for work.

Work was... Eventful. To say the least. The stallion from Manehatten had been immensely impressed with the gearing, but still insisted on going through mountains of paperwork and miles of red tape before he would employ it on any actual locomotives.

So when lunchtime rolled around, and Andrew managed to sneak away to find Dash he was relieved to get out from under the stallions ‘Iron hoof’. That was until he got to the park where Rainbow was supposed to be keeping the clouds clear. Instead of finding his lovely, gorgeous mare he instead got the rest of the weather team.

Assuming she was simply out of view, Andrew scanned the sky for a minute or two. Unfortunately his efforts went unrewarded.

“Oh hi Andrew!” Flitter called out from above the human with a wave.

“Flitter. Where’s Rainbow?” Andrew asked, still looking around.

“Oh she went home hours ago. I guess she couldn’t handle it,” the mare shrugged.

“Whoa wait. What? What do you mean she went home? Or ‘couldn’t handle it’?”

Flitter looked back in confusion for a moment, before flying down to Andrews eye level.

“You mean, you don’t know? She didn’t tell you?” She asked.

“Tell me what!?” He cried.

“Andrew... She’s in heat.”

If words had mass, Andrew would have been launched through the building behind him. Despite having the processing power of a human mind on his side it took awhile for him to formulate any coherent response.

“What...”

Of course Andrew knew what heat was. In his time staying with Applejack he’d had to suffer through two of hers, one of Applebloom's and, horrifically, one of granny’s.

Needless to say, the last two left scars.

Despite popular belief; Estrus did not turn mares into sex crazed, hormonal beasts that would sexual ravage anything remotely phallic. If this had been the case, Andrew would most likely not have survived the ordeal at Sweet Apple Acres.

In reality, Estrus simply made mares more, affection, touchy and... Distracted, around stallions. During Applejacks cycle, she had simply been, more provocative and playful but never sexual. Andrew assumed this was because she had no feelings towards him.

However when a mare was approached, or even near a stallion, or in this case human, that they had feelings for, the ‘sex crazed beast’ stereotype began to hold some water.

This is what worried Andrew. He and Dash had been going out for roughly three months now and it was becoming apparent that she wanted to take it to the next level, constantly steering conversations onto the topic of sex.

The reason that they hadn’t yet was one simple factor that Andrew just couldn’t seem to get past.

He was afraid he wouldn’t be big enough for her.

Not that Andrews ‘size’ was anything to sneeze at, it would have been called, above average by human terms. But he was afraid that he wouldn’t match up with a stallion.

What Andrew failed to take into account however, was that along with horns, wings, speech and magic, ponies were also far smaller than their Earth counterparts, and had lost much of their stature. That included equipment below the belt. For both males and females.

Long story short. Andrew measured up quite comfortably. Unfortunately, he didn’t know that.

He was however quite surprised to learn that Dash had managed to keep herself off of him since her cycle started. Yesterday morning, when she had been very jittery was obviously the start of it and it simply worsened from there until this morning.

But she had been very reluctant to let him leave, almost on the verge of begging for him not to go. He felt a surge of pride for his mare at the fact that she had at least tried to last the day at work.

Truth be told, some mares were bedridden until their heat ended Rarity was one such mare. Or so he had heard. It must have been torture last night for Dash, lying in bed with the one she loved, yet not able to satisfy her urges.

A great sense of guilt washed over Andrew. He knew that if it was bad enough for Dash to call off their lunch together, it must be absolutely agonizing for her.

He would do anything for her. Alleviating her primal instincts, suddenly became number one priority to the human.

If he was certain of one thing, it was that he was gonna get laid tonight.

Since coming to Equestria, Andrew had partook in some odd activities, but standing outside the door to his own house giving himself a pep-talk was definitely up there on the ‘Shit I did not expect to ever do in my life’ list.

Thankfully after explaining the situation to the Engineer stallion, he had been more than understanding, and instantly gave him the rest of the day to ‘tend’ to her.

‘He’s obviously married,’ Andrew snickered to himself.

Getting back to the task at hand, steeling himself. Andrew took a deep breath, and opened the door.

The same musky, sweet smell from this morning greeted him upon entry, except this time much stronger. Now that it was the dominant scent in the house, he managed to work out it was somewhere between, a sugary drink, and girl sweat.

Silently, Andrew trekked upstairs till he stood outside of the bedroom door. The sound of frustrated moans and rustling sheets flowing through the door.

“Andrew,” Rainbow mewled from the bedroom, causing said males pants to tighten.

He was sure she hadn’t heard him arrive, and it didn’t sound like she was calling him in. It sounded more like she was lustily whimpering his name out of both pleasure, and frustration.

Bracing, he slowly turned the doorknob and entered.

As soon as he opened the door, the musky smell from downstairs increased in intensity dramatically, like he had just opened the doors to a blast furnace. The wave of intoxicating aroma didn’t wash over him, it attacked him.

The room had suffered the worst though. It was as if a bomb had gone off, with clothes instead of shrapnel. Socks and pants were carelessly thrown around the room, hanging off of furniture and the ceiling fan. Cupboards had their drawers ripped out and dumped onto the floor, spilling more fabric around the room.

Strangely, all Andrews shirts seemed to have found their way to the bed in the rooms centre. Everyone that had button had been opened to its full extent, with patches of saliva around the button-hole. The buttonless T-shirts seemed to have turned into a small, cloth mound in the middle of the bed.

Sitting upon the mountain of shirts was one very flustered looking blue pegasus. She hadn’t noticed Andrew enter, probably because she was far too preoccupied with one of Andrews long sleeve shirts.

The garment was wrapped around her midsection with the left arm coming up and wrapping around her face. She reveled in the scent that the shirt gave her, furiously trying to burrow her muzzle into its fabric. Rubbing it over herself like one would a towel when the were wet.

Quickly getting over the shock of seeing his room turned into a war-zone, Andrew cleared his throat and shut the door, loud enough for Rainbow to hear.

It definitely got her attention.

She shot up from the pile of clothing and locked eyes with Andrew. He had expected her to say something, or at the very least blush, but no.

She just stared. Her eyes conveyed no emotion, mostly due to the fact that her pupils had swollen to engulf nearly her entire eye, with only a small ring of magenta and white around the edges.

She didn’t say anything. She didn’t even move, she just continued her creepy stare.

“I’m bac-” He didn’t have time to say anything else, when a blue blur rocketed out from under the shirts and collided with his chest and lips hard enough to push him back against the door, sounding a monstrous bang throughout the house.

Rainbow latched on, and held for dear life. She wasn’t so much kissing Andrew, as trying to suck his face off. Obviously her heat was a bad one.

Andrew briefly wondered why she came here instead of going to her house. Granted she basically spent all her time here but she hadn’t officially moved in just yet. His scent hung over the entire two story home, it would have been detrimental for her to stay.

Eventually, she relented the kiss enough for Andrew to pull her away from him slightly.

“I’ve been waiting,” She cooed in a sultry manner, her tail flicking back and forth irritatedly.

“Rainbow. Why didn’t you tell me,” Andrew questioned. Of course he was still going to help her out, but he needed answers firsts.

“W-what do you mean?” She tried to play it off nonchalantly, as if the mess behind her wasn’t bleedingly obvious.

“Flitter told me Dash. And even if she hadn’t, I would have worked it out by now,” She said flatly, gesturing to the room.

With a sigh, Rainbow started, “It’s just that... We haven’t done, ‘It’ yet. And with me being in heat I thought it might make you want to do it even less.”

“Dash this is obviously driving you mad, I can’t sit by and watch you go insane.”

“You mean?”

“Yes Dash. Let’s make love.”

As corny as it sounded, it worked. Rainbows face lit up, and she smiled one of those adorable smiles that she only ever used when either the Wonderbolts, or cider were near.

In an action betraying the mare, she timidly bit down on the collar of Andrew’s shirt, and fluttered backwards, leading the human toward the bed.

Deciding to take over, Andrew’s hands shot up around her barrel and twirled her around as he fell onto the bed, causing Rainbow to let out a squeak and land on top of him.

She seemed a tad nervous at being on top. Looking as if she didn’t really know how to progress. Her eyes fell on his work shirt, and a devious smile crossed her face.

Giving once last sultry glance up to her ‘lover’ she bit down on the top button and began to undo them, leaving a small patch of saliva where she worked.

‘Guess that explains the shirts. Practice.’ Andrew thought to himself.

Despite her heat, she took her time undoing the buttons. With an agonising pace that managed to simultaneously turn both of them on, she reached the last button, and worked it through the hole with ease.

The two sides of andrews shirt, fell to the bed, exposing his chest to the small mare. She’d seen him topless plenty of times before, but now that his chest was her plaything, it took on a different light in her eyes.

She darted down and began to greedily lap at Andrews left nipple. Earning a surprised gasp from him. She traced her tongue over his warm flesh between the two bumps, soaking his chest in sloppy mare saliva.

Not wanting to be outdone, Andrew snaked a hand up her back leg, admiring the intimate scenery with his fingertips. His roaming appendage quickly found her cutie mark on her left side and began to massage and knead it the sensitive image. His other hand continued over her body to wrap around the base of her right wing.

“Ooh,” She let slip, causing Andrew to chuckle at the cute sound.

She ignored the laughter directed toward her and instead moved away from the now, thoroughly soaked nipples. He mouth soon found Andrew’s strong neck, taking a moment to admire the way she could see all the muscles under it move, she noticed that Andrews breathing had quickened.

Her hot breath washing over his sensitive neck was slowly driving the man mad. In response to her teasing he moved both hands to the base of her wings and began to rub earnestly.

Now catching on to the little game they were playing, Dash turned her breaths and licks into nips and bites.

“A-Ah!” Andrew gasped.

Rainbow paused her ministrations to smile at her victory, which turned out to be a fatal mistake.

In the moment of clarity, Andrews fingers shot up from under her wings joints, and burrowed them forcibly into the nerves between both wings.

Rainbow cried out in surprise and pleasure as her beautiful, blue wings shot out to their full extension.

Her head left the crook of Andrew’s neck and pointed towards the ceiling. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and closed, while her tongue lolled out.

It was at this moment that Andrew realized that a certain patch of his stomach had been becoming increasingly soaked. Lifting his head from the mattress, he gazed down to where Dash just ‘happened’ to be straddling him.

Sure enough, droplets of clear, hot liquid had pooled on the skin above the top of his pants, slowly trickling over and down his hips.

Using his thumbs that were still hooked underneath Dash’s wing joints, he slowly pushed upwards on them, tricking her into standing ever so slightly.

With a small airspace between the pair now, it was obvious to see that she was absolutely soaking. An icy spear of guilt shot through Andrews heart, knowing that she had probably been like this all day.

Setting her down so that she was now standing upright, he stealthily maneuvered a hand away from her wing, around her belly to find itself between her hind legs. The change in temperature was a dead giveaway he was directly over top of her precious flower.

“You know Dash,” Andrew began. “There was a group of people back on my world that thought at the end of every rainbow there was a pot of gold.”

Cupping his hand, he pushed the palm softly against her dripping marehood.

“A-a-ah,” Dash shrieked, through a sharp, yet wobbly gasp.

“I think I found it.”

Ignoring how lame that pun was, Rainbow slowly began to grind herself against andrews hand, completely lost in lust.

“Please,” She whimpered, “Stop teasing me.”

The very out-of-character pleading, signaled to Andrew that it was time to move on from foreplay. With the agility of a cat, and the grace of a walrus, he flipped them both over so that he was kneeling over her and Dash was lying, back first on the mattress.

“A-Andrew. I’m not sure about doing it this way,” She admitted.

It was a justifiable concern. Ponies, especially pegasi, didn’t do missionary. Normally the position would just hurt their backs, but with the soft support of Andrews comfy bed, that wasn’t a problem.

“Shh, Dash. You’re going to enjoy this,” Andrew cooed, as he slid down her body.

His original intent had been to go to town on Dash’s sex like a ravenous dog, and was still keen to do so. That was however, until he spotted a long, gorgeous blue feather lying beside him on the sheets.

With a cheshire smile, he grasped the soft feather, and held it like an inverted quill, with the hard bony part in his hand and the soft, tickly part pointing to Rainbow’s slit.

With the urgency of a glacier, he placed the feather at the very bottom of her pussy, and slowly dragged it upwards.

The sensation was unlike anything Dash had ever felt before. Of course she had ‘relieved’ herself many times before, even when not in heat, but her wings couldn’t bend behind her.

The unbelievable softness that Andrew so often commented on was now so obvious to her. The gentle tickling feeling from the miniscule hairs driving her further into desperation.

The slow, agonizing torture continued for a few moments longer until Andrew decided to change it up.

Pulling the, now damp, feather from Rainbow’s snatch, he brought it to his face, eyeing it up with a hungry grin before popping the tip in his mouth.

He was not expecting the mind numbing force of the flavour of Dash. It was like the sweetest, most intoxicating and peculiar drink he’d ever tasted. The vaguely familiar feeling of heat and stress of muscles welled up in his jaw, indicating that he very much liked the flavour.

For a moment, he completely forgot about helping Dash get over her heat, and instead launched himself at her drooling lips.

“Aaaiiieee!!!” Rainbow cried in abandon, her back arching high of the bed, lifted by her stiff wings. Andrew continued to vigorously lap and kiss at her mare parts. Fully intent on drinking her up.

Dash’s breathing became ragged and punctuated with girlish, moans. Andrews small, narrow tongue couldn’t push very far into her, but it could attack the sensitive flesh with great agility.

Sensing she was closing in on an orgasm, Andrew pulled back, just enough to reveal his maw, that was now soaked in her juices. He waited a few seconds, for Rainbow to register than the pleasure had stopped.

“Wha? ...Why’d you sto-Aaahhh!!!!” Her back launched of the bed again as she squealed to the high heavens, in response to Andrew placing his mouth over her clit and sucking.

Hard.

Rolling his lips around the sensitive bud, as if he were chewing on it with his lips, nearly broke Rainbow. Her head slumped back onto the bed, her eyes glazed over and her tongue lolled out.

The relentless double team attack from Andrew’s lips and mouth, were suddenly reinforced by his sharp teeth. Even with the ability to inflict over one-hundred pounds of biting force, he only ever so slightly nipped at her cute button.

It was the straw that broke the camels back.

Dash made the most adorable ‘hhunngg’ before it elevated into a full blown scream of bliss. Her back arched sharply off the messy bed sheets, aided by her wings pushing down forcibly into the mattress.

She began to convulse wildly. Her neck muscles seemingly giving up, letting her head jerk around uncontrollably. All the while, Andrew never let up from his vicious lapping. Even after he got a stream of hot mare juice shot into his nose.

Rainbow slumped back down to the bed, with all the elegance of a cinder block. Heavy, shaky breaths were her only indication she still functioned within the realm of the living.

“That was certainly something,” Andrew remarked as he crawled up next to her face.

Rainbow responded by blearily focusing on his face, before smiling and beginning to clean of her own juices with her tongue.

Andrew was a bit taken aback by this, but allowed her to continue. He knew ponies had an old custom that in two lovers would ‘wash’ each other, but he hadn’t expected dash to partake in it. Much less when it involved tasting herself.

Feeling her tongue on the outside of his mouth was quite odd. it was much longer than his but so much softer, like being brushed with a warm, wet, silk sock.

Even in her hazy, post-orgasm state, Dash still managed to be a feisty minx. Her tongue was doing such a great job at distracting Andrew, that he failed to notice her tail, slither its way up his leg.

Andrew gasped sharply when the colorful appendage, began to push against his crotch.

It only took one look into Rainbow’s eyes to convey what she wanted.

‘More.’

‘Certainly,’ Came the mental reply. Being careful with the still partially drained, mare, Andrew adjusted her so that she sat on her haunches, and he sat cross legged, facing one another.

Shifting so that he was sitting on his shins, the bulge in his jeans was quite obvious.

Dash seemed to perk up at noticing this, and ever so slowly, inched closer, as if it was going to explode.

Grabbing the small metal zipper, Andrew look a deep breath. He was going to do this for Dash. To hell with whether or not he ‘compared’ with stallions. This was all for her.

Dash bit her bottom lip as he teased the zipper to the bottom of the track.

‘Ugh,” An annoyed grunt sounded from from Rainbow upon spotting the secondary layer of cloth under his pants that was his underwear. Taking matters into her own hooves, she grabbed the undies in her teeth and swiftly pulled them down.

Andrew’s respectable length bounced out, almost bonking Dash on her nose.

Dash actually recoiled upon seeing it, not out of disgust, but surprise.

Andrew seemed disheartened at the motion. “What’s wrong?” He asked, dejectedly, already knowing the answer.

“I-i didn’t think it be so-”

“Small?”

“Big,” Dash replied, never taking her eyes off the rod.

“What? Come on Dash, I’m nothing compared to a stallion!” He tried to deny her claim, for reason unknown

“You doofus, ponies are alot smaller than you. I’ve only seen a few this big,” She explained, a small amount of saliva building in the corner of her mouth, as her heat resurfaced.

“How many have you seen?”

“Ever heard of porn?”

“...Ah.”

Without warning, Dash surcomed to her needs. Darting forward, she engulfed his member in her warm maw.

“Ah!” Andrew gasped, nearly falling of the bed, from the sudden forwardness of the action.

Rainbows motions were sloppy, untrained, yet she put her all into it. Her bobs up and down were inconsistent and rushed, like she was trying to get him to cum as fast as possible.

Still, Andrew admired her enthusiasm, after all it wasn’t as if it felt bad. His moans testified to that, but this was about making Rainbow feel good, not himself.

Gentle pushing her off himself, she released his member with a wet ‘pop’, and looked up at him in confusion and irritation.

“Don’t you like it?” She pouted.

“I do Dashie. But tonight's all about you, not me,” he smiled.

A loving smile found its way to Rainbow’s face.

“Now,” Andrew said, leaning down and whispering in her ear. “Are you gonna let me make you feel good?”

Rainbow only responded by whipping around and assuming the position.

Her head and chest, slowly dipped to the bed sheets. Her cute, rump lifted into the air, and her hind legs took a wider stance. Finally, her pretty, prismatic tail shifted away, revealing her puffy lips, and cute, button tailhole.

Her head turned over her shoulder, an errant lock of hair falling over her face, obscuring one eye, which portrayed an impossibly sexy, ‘come hither’ look.

Swaying her hips enticingly, she uttered a single sentence.

“Mount me.”

Any length that hadn’t previously been completely filled with blood inside andrews dick was now completely full.

Quickly stripping the rest of his pants off, he quickly crawled up the bed. Placing a hand on each cutie mark, it became apparent that Dash was far more nervous that she appeared.

Andrews touch seemed to have the profound effect of making her quake ever so slightly with trepidation. Gently, he placed his throbbing head at her entrance.

“Please be gentle,” She whispered, as if she was silently praying, rather than asking.

This caused Andrew to pause. “Dash... Are you still a virgin?”

Rainbow seemed to shift uncomfortably under him, before nodding quickly.

“It’s only cause I never let any of my coltfriends get this far before!” She explained, blushing furiously.

“I wanted to make sure they were right for me.” She admitted.

Andrew felt his heart swell at the news. Leaning over her he embraced her in a backward hug.

“You have no idea how much that means to me Dash,” he whispered lovingly.

Dash simply whimpered and rubbed her face as best she could against his.

Returning to his previous position, with new found purpose of making sure Dash’s first time was good, he slowly entered.

His swollen member, was quickly swallowed by her heated rose. He let loose a manly grunt as his pride was crushed by her extreme tightness. The fact that she was both a pony and a virgin made her impossibly tight.

He continued his slow trek into her, giving Dash plenty of time to adjust to him. A few throaty moans sounded from Rainbow from the feeling of being filled.

His expedition into the depths of Rainbow halted, when he hit a wall he knew all about.

Moving a hand up to the back of her neck, he began to gently massage the area, to calm her for the coming event.

“Ready Dash? Just say the word and i’ll stop,” He assured her.

She didn’t respond for a moment, before nodding slowly.

“I’m ready. Go for it.”

With her consent, he placed his hands back on her flanks, and forced his way into her unexplored depths.

“Ahh!” She cried, wings shooting out in shock. Her eyes shut tight, and her teeth gritted.

A pained murmur, resonated from the mare, breaking Andrew’s heart, knowing that he was the cause of her pain.

He couldn’t even comfort her properly due to the position. Risking making it worse, he began to thrust back and forth ever so slightly. Hoping the gentle motions would ebb away the pain faster.

Thankfully, he got it right, and Rainbow began to turn from pain to pleasure. She began to murmur under her breath as she experienced her first ever rutting.

Andrew was also thoroughly enjoying himself. Not only was she amazingly tight, but the way her ass rippled when he smacked into it was mesmerising.

He was surprised that the athletic mares rump had that much jiggle, but he wasn’t complaining.

Picking up the pace, sexy slaps began to sound, only being slightly muffled by Dash’s soft fur.

Dash lifted her head to the ceiling. Adoring the feeling of her heat being sated. Andrew adjusted his angel slightly, it gave him just enough length to attack her second wall.

“Ah! Mmmpphh!” She moaned, biting her lip. Feeling Andrew crash into her cervix, numbed her brain and blurred her vision.

She was so far past the point where she would have normally orgasmed, when using her hooves she wasn’t sure how much longer she’d last. It was even more amazing considering her heat, which normally sped things up dramatically.

Andrew wasn’t faring much better. Her unmatched tightness, was completely new ground for the human, he was definite that he wouldn’t last much longer.

Shifting his hands from her backside to under her wing joints, he began to put more power into each thrust. Increasing the pleasure by magnitudes.

As it turned out, Dash really couldn’t last much longer. Inexperience, coupled with heat had finally brought her to the verge of bliss. And with Andrew sawing away, the floodgates opened.

“Aaaaahhhh, AH! Ooooohhhh mmy gooooossSSHHH!!!” She screamed to the high heavens.

Dash’s insides, clamped down on Andrew’s mass, like brake pads. She became so tight, Andrew could barely move. With one last, mammoth push, he hilted himself deep within her, and let loose a shout of primal lust.

“Noisy damned neighbours,” Andrew’s grouchy neighbor, grumbled. Readjusting his newspaper.

“Ah, ah, ah,” Dash breath heavily, Recovering from the feeling of Andrews molten seed firing its hot globs into her womb.

Andrew slumped over Dash’s failing form, her legs not having the energy to support the both of them, she collapsed into the mass of shirts.

Having the energy to still move, Andrew clambered up beside her and pulled her close.

“Thank you,” She sighed, embracing the hug.

Andrew angled his head downward to kiss the crown of her head.

“I’m sorry we didn’t do this earlier, I know how much you wanted it,” He admitted.

“I’m just happy you finally realized that, I don’t care about how big you are, I love you,” She said sleepily.

“Thank you Rainbow,” Andrew said, before closing his eyes, intent on falling to sleep.

“You know i’m still gonna be in heat for like, two weeks right?” Dash added.

“...Awesome...”

Author's Note

Well that was... Interesting to write. Have you ever tried writing clop with your parents in the same room? Not easy. So how'd I do on my first clop? good? bad? god like? eyeball meltingly bad?

Also: Porn=words. Seriously! this is the longest chapter i've ever written for anything! HOW DOES THAT WORK?