Ingress: Spooning Silver

Josh frowned down at the fireplace, his brows furrowing. He had seen a pony light a fire in the fireplace, and it was starting to get cold, so he didn’t want to sit in the cold all night. Sitting in front of him was a pair of crystals, a deep red in colour. They were apparently all that was needed to start a fire in Equestria.

Silver Spoon cleared her throat behind him, and Josh whirled, staring back over his shoulder. She was standing in the doorway, watching him, eyes narrowed, the light glinting off her glasses. “It’s time for my bath,” she said simply.

“Oh, okay,” Josh replied, turning back to the fireplace.

SIlver Spoon stamped her hoof. “What are you doing?”

“Trying to light the fire?” Josh offered, bewildered.

“I said, it’s time for my bath,” Silver Spoon said forcefully. “It’s on your list.” The filly tossed a yellow page at him, where it fluttered to the ground.

Josh raised a brow, picking up the list that he recognized from when he had arrived. At the very bottom of the list was a new entry, in messier writing, bad spelling, and a completely different style of handwriting.

give silver spoon a ~~spo~~spung bath

Josh pursed his lips, frowning at the piece of paper, and then staring up at the filly.

“Well... I suppose I could,” he said with a nod, and then a slow grin. “But you have to do the washing up after dinner.”

Silver Spoon frowned deeply, her ears splaying back. “But... but it says that you have to on the list!”

“I’ve never heard of a ‘spung’ before,” Josh said, scratching his chin with a fingertip. “I should ring up your father and get it clarified what he wants me to do...”

The filly’s eyes widened, and she flailed a forehoof. “N-no! I’ll do the washing up after dinner! B-but... it has to be a good sponge bath!”

Josh looked the filly up and down. “I’ll hold you to that.”

Josh leaned forwards, exhaling over the silver tile and then polishing it idly with his sleeve, bringing it up to a shiny, reflective cleanliness. “I wouldn’t be able to have a bath in here,” he said with a slow shake of his head. “I’d be too afraid of getting anything... well, dirty.”

The bathroom was clean enough to make a surgeon envious, with gleaming silver tiles, a shower, and a large jacuzzi in one corner, deep enough for Silver Spoon to stand in with her head only just cresting the surface.

The filly was already balancing on the edge of the tub, bent far over to test the water with her hoof.

Josh glanced over, frowning slightly, intending to make sure that the filly wasn’t going to tumble into the water. He was brought up short, however, when he saw her particular pose.

Silver Spoon was bent far over the tub, hoof reaching right down into the water to test it, but this had left her in a rather revealing position. Her hips were far, far higher than her shoulders, and her hindlegs were spread for balance, revealing absolutely everything to Josh’s glance.

Josh didn’t understand how ponies could go around without clothes, but most mares he had seen had a kind of supernatural talent of keeping their tails in just the right position to keep everything hidden at all times to all angles. Silver Spoon, however, was doing absolutely nothing to cover herself, giving the human an unexpected view of her underage pony cunt, completely exposed to him, unmissable.

Josh coughed faintly, clearing his throat and averting his eyes. “Warm enough for you?”

Silver Spoon wiggled in place happily, causing a rather enticing motion of her hips that Josh caught out of the corner of his eye. “Oh, yes, it’s warm enough!” she exclaimed, giving a languid stretch, somehow seeming even more lewd in her motions, before she slid into the tub without delay, giving a low, happy sigh.

The filly reached up and pulled her glasses off, rubbing them with a hoof to clean them before setting them on the side of the tub to dry.

“Sponges!” Silver Spoon declared, pointing with a hoof towards the edge of the tub, where a large, soft sponge was sitting.

Josh gave a faint sigh, shifting to sit on the edge of the tub, laying his left hand on the edge of the tub for balance, and then leaning down to dip the sponge into the water.

Silver Spoon stared at him for a long moment, giving him a confused look. “You’re supposed to squirt it first.”

Josh blinked once, casting his gaze about for what she was referring to, leaning back over the tub to pick up a purple plastic bottle, gently rocking it back and forth. There was a measure of some kind of purple liquid inside it, which he squirted liberally into the sponge, leaning back over the tub to reach for the filly.

Silver Spoon was towards the centre of the tub now, further away from the edge. Josh had to almost put his free hand into the water to prevent himself from falling into the tub. The young filly stretched out happily, lifting a hoof to tug her hairband out and tossing it aside, shaking out her mane to let it fall down her over neck and shoulders in a cascade of damp silver and white.

The filly was facing away from him, so Josh chose to scrub at her back with the sponge, lightly rubbing it up and down, squeezing it just enough to cause bubbles to form with the water.

“Higher,” Silver Spoon said, arching her back happily.

Josh complied, sliding the sponge a little higher up her back, scrubbing it between her shoulderblades slowly.

“My neck,” Silver Spoon said calmly, peering back at him with narrowed eyes, a sly smile spreading across her features as she tilted her head and held her mane aside with a hoof.

Josh stared at the filly for a moment, before he leaned even further over the tub and rubbed the spung right up across the back of her neck.

Silver Spoon shifted suddenly, leaning forwards further, and the lack of resistance made Josh fall straight into the water with a clumsily splash, coming up gasping with a faceful of bubbles.

The filly peered back at him over her shoulder coolly, tail giving a slow flick and swirl under the water. “You’re wet,” she stated calmly.

Josh harrumphed, pushing off the bottom of the tub with both hands and then kneeling in the water, scowling faintly. “I noticed.”

“Well... you should take off your clothes,” Silver Spoon said, her tail giving an even more telltale excited wiggle.

“Take my... clothes off?” Josh asked, staring at the filly for a long second.

“Yes, they’re wet. You’ll catch a cold,” Silver Spoon said, turning around in the tub to face him, purple eyes narrowing slowly.

“Yeah, okay, I’ll go change,” Josh said, pushing himself to his feet and wrinkling his nose at the sensation of his wet shoes on the bottom of the tub, weighing his feet down.

“Where are you going?” Silver Spoon asked blankly, staring at him.

“To get changed,” Josh stated, climbing out the tub with a wrinkled nose.

“No!” Silver Spoon exclaimed immediately. “Y-you can’t!”

“Why not?” Josh asked flatly, eyes narrowing at the filly.

“Because... uhm... I...” Silver Spoon trailed off, biting her bottom lip before flailing a forehoof, “Because you can’t stop your sponge bath!”

“I’ll just change when I’m done then,” Josh said with a heavy sigh, sitting on the edge of the tub and reaching down to slide off his shoes, tipping the water back into the bath before placing his shoes aside and then adding his socks.

“No, you’ll take them off now,” Silver Spoon said flatly, her eyes narrowing, the filly taking a step closer to him.

“Really?” Josh asked, giving a faint laugh.

“Really,” Silver Spoon reiterated, stamping her hoof, causing a splash. “Or I’ll tell my father!”

“Tell him... what?” Josh asked bluntly.

“That... that... that you weren’t listening to me!” Silver Spoon said with a huff, stomping her hoof again, drenching him in water once more.

Josh winced backwards, covering his face with his hands, glowering down at the little pony. “Why do you want me to take my clothes off?”

“I’m not wearing any,” Silver Spoon said bluntly, her eyes narrowing. “So it’s fair that you don’t wear any either. Plus, you’ll catch a cold. So take them off and get in the water with me.”

Josh’s eyes narrowed at the diminutive pony, and he gave a slow smile and a shake of his head. “Fine, fine,” she said, reaching for the hem of his shirt and pulling it up over his head, tossing it aside in a wet heap. Of course he didn’t believe the little pony’s reasons, but he decided to play along. Maybe she was just curious about what humans looked like?

Silver Spoon sat down in the water, staring at him with wide eyes, her tail giving an eager flick back and forth in the water, causing ripples in the bubbles.

Josh raised a brow at her, pursing his lips slightly as he stood, took a deep inhale, and then undid the front of his pants, pushing them down around his knees. He almost felt a twinge of embarrassment as his flaccid penis flopped out, shriveled and tiny like a prune after standing in the cool evening air in wet clothes.

Silver Spoon stared for several long, long moments, before giving a haughty sniff and chewing on her cheek.

“Seen enough yet?” Josh asked bluntly, raising a brow as he tossed his pants onto the floor where they landed with a wet splat.

“Um... yeah,” Silver Spoon said, looking crestfallen.

“Not what you were expecting?” Josh asked, sitting down in the water with a faint smirk.

“It’s kinda... small,” Silver Spoon admitted, frowning deeply.

“Well it’s a good thing you weren’t intending on eating it, huh? It wouldn’t even be a snack,” Josh said smartly, picking up the sponge again. “Now c’mere so you can have the rest of your sponge bath.”

Silver Spoon harrumphed, looking intensely disappointed as she slid over closer in the water and then pushed herself between his legs, turning around to sit between them, arching her back slightly and then stilling.

Josh lifted the sponge, starting to rub it slowly up and down the filly’s back, shifting just a little bit and pushing his thighs together just enough that if she decided to push back against him, she wouldn’t crush his junk.

Silver Spoon gave a happy hum, stretching her forehooves out, keeping her nose just barely above the water, ears splaying happily and a low croon leaving her.

Josh shifted slightly, stretching out in the water and relaxing, putting a little more pressure into his strokes, rubbing the sponge up and down her back firmly.

A happy sigh left the filly, and she lifted her mane to the side with a hoof.

Taking the hint, Josh lifted the sponge to rub and stroke at the back of her neck, right under where her mane usually sat. The filly gave a happy groan, closing her eyes and wiggling faintly in place. “That’s gooood...”

“I’m glad you’re having fun,” Josh said with a shake of his head, smiling faintly.

“My belly now,” Silver Spoon said, rolling over onto her back, lifting her head far enough for her nose to be above the water.

Josh raised a brow down at the pony, lifting the sponge to begin rubbing across the smooth stomach, scrubbing back and forth slowly.

The filly stretched out slowly with a low groan, reaching over with a hoof to tug out the plug. The water started to drain from the tub slowly.

“All done?” Josh asked hopefully.

“No, lower,” Silver Spoon said with a mischievous little grin.

Josh leaned in a little further as the water level receded, rubbing the sponge lower, down across her lower stomach, rubbing and kneading firmly.

Silver Spoon stared up at him for a long moment, stretching out on her back, her head just above the water spreading her hindlegs deliberately as she let the plug slide back into place. “Lower...” she purred.

With the water level lowered, Josh got an intermittent view of the young filly’s slit every time her eagerly flicking tail agitated the water. Her hindlegs were spread so far that it was putting a certain tension on the firm outer lips, giving him a glimpse of the pink in the centre of the slightly-spread cunt.

Raising a brow slowly, Josh stared down at her. “You understand that-”

“Shut up and rub lower!” Silver Spoon growled, her eyes narrowing at him slowly. “Or I’ll tell my father that you treated me terribly!”

Josh shook his head, pushing the sponge lower, rubbing at a point somewhere just above that underage filly cunny.

Silver Spoon gave a huff of frustration, curling around and shoving his wrist with both hooves, giving a hiss of satisfaction as the sponge grazed across her young sex. “Yesss... now clean.”

Josh pursed his lips, frowning down at the filly. “But-”

The filly growl, splashing him with a hoof. “Clean!”

Josh gave a faint sigh and then shook his head, “Fine, fine.” He leaned over her a little bit, rubbing the sponge back and forth slowly, just very lightly rubbing against her.

Silver Spoon gave a soft little purr of delight, arching her back and pushing her hips towards him, her hooves grasping against his hand eagerly. “Yesss... That’s good...”

Josh stared down at her, becoming aware of the fact that he was rubbing a sponge against an underaged filly’s tight young cunt. His eyes widened slowly, and his breathing increased in speed and intensity, feel a certain stirring starting in his loins.

The filly purred happily, resting her chin on her chest, eyes closed lightly and hindlegs twitching at the sensation of the sponge so gently rubbing between her thighs and against that soft filly cunt.

Josh shifted slightly, leaning further over the pony, not to get closer to her, but actually to wiggle his hips away from her, so that she wouldn’t become aware of the rapidly growing human erection pressing up against her. The sponge rubbed up and down between her thighs, and he frowned slightly, his cheeks warming as he put a little bit of a pressure into his motion, letting the soft sponge compress right up against her, and, more importantly, allow him to feel the contours of the tight filly cunny against his fingertips.

A slight shudder rolled through his form as he pushed his fingers up against that tight slit, feeling the way it spread and deformed slightly at the pressure, firm and yet soft against his fingertips. The sponge slipped aside out of his grasp, and he didn’t even notice at first.

Joshwas almost in a daze, running his fingertips up and down the underage filly cunt, tracing the outer lips with interest, while Silver Spoon stared at him.

He froze.

“Find something you like?” Silver Spoon asked coyly, her cheeks flushed lightly, giving him a coquettish smile.

Josh swallowed hard, realising that he was rubbing his fingers against that firm, furry filly funbox, and then quickly pulled back and shook his head. Alliteration made his head hurt.

He pushed himself off from the bottom of the tub, and then slid out entirely, quickly tugging down a towel from the rack and wrapping it about himself nervously. “A-ah... we’re done.”

“But I wanted to continue...” Silver Spoon said with a faint pout, her ears splayed back. “Please?”

Josh stared down at her, watching the filly spread her hindlegs invitingly, and he gave a faint shudder, shaking his head vigorously. “N-no. This is wrong.”

“It doesn’t feel wrong...” Silver Spoon murmured, pushing a hoof between her hindlegs to begin slowly rubbing back and forth.

“I-I need to cook dinner,” Josh squeaked, wrenching his eyes away and picking up his clothes, before opening the bathroom door and basically jogging away.

Silver Spoon stared after him, giving a long-suffering sigh and then a quiet whine of dissatisfaction, lifting her hoof from between her thighs and rolling back over onto her stomach.