Fluttershy slipped stealthily through the forest until she reached her destination - a small clearing, familiar to the shy pony, overgrown with tall grass and strewn with scattered patches of lilies that were blue like the cloudless sky above. There sunlight streamed in, and it warmed her as she emerged from the shade of the dense forest. One patch of grass was matted down as if from habitual use. It was there that Fluttershy stopped, drawing a blanket from her pack and spreading it out.
The peaceful meadow, distant from Ponyville and well-concealed from prying eyes by the forest that encircled it, made it an ideal resting place when she needed some time alone with her thoughts. It was also an excellent place to do...well, what she needed to do today. All morning, a soft, warm tingling sensation in an awkward, private region of her hindquarters had distracted her as she went about her daily routine. It was a pleasant feeling but simultaneously conveyed an urgent, growing need and now the unresolved tension between her legs made her gnaw gently at her lip and take a breath.
She glanced left and right, her eyes drifting carefully over every feature in her surroundings. She spied familiar birds chirping happily in the trees, smiled at a friendly mouse who waved to her as her gaze passed by his nest. Eventually, she was satisfied that only her woodland creature friends were about - and she knew they would understand, as they always did.
Assured of her privacy, she relaxed and set her pack aside. She gracefully lied down on the blanket, spreading out there and getting comfortable. “Ahhh…” she breathed, closing her eyes, an expectant smile crossing her lips. She rested there a while, relaxing, letting herself forget everything but her immediate sensations. She drew her breath slowly, deeply and took in the aroma of the grass and the lilies. The grass under the cloth yielded under her weight, like a bed, cradling her body in soft comfort. As she lay on her back, the sun shone on her cheeks, chest, belly and elsewhere, and it heated all that it touched. She even felt its warm caress on her nether regions, which still waited eagerly for a firmer touch...
Fluttershy placed a hoof low on her belly, felt it move as she breathed. She drew it lower, let it stray to her inner thigh. Even just approaching the area where she felt her need gave her little excited tingles. She traced broad, lazy circles near her mound, and she drank in the feelings, letting her anticipation mount.
The urge to touch herself in earnest, already strong when she came into the clearing, had intensified further, and Fluttershy couldn’t hold back now. She now moved her hoof with purpose to her most feminine parts, and she gave a little gasp when she felt it contact skin, brushing up against her moist labia, which yielded softly to her touch. Her seemed to call out to her, begging for more. The pony pressed down just a little bit harder, and the very tip of her hoof slip inside. “Mmmmmf…” A wave of pleasure made the very sensitive pony buck her hips, lifting her rump a few inches above the ground, and causing her hoof to move even farther into her entrance.
She pulled it out just a tad, and gradually drew it up the side of her outer labia, feeling the softness of the exposed skin there. Waves of warmth and sheer physical pleasure expanded out, pulsating gently as they moved up her body, and making her squirm. After continuing up her labia, Fluttershy made contact with a small, round bump. Her mouth opened slightly with another gasp, and her legs pulled together involuntarily, squeezing her hoof between them.
Pulling her hoof away, she made a conscious effort to lower her legs again so they wouldn’t get in the way. She now gave her vulva another stroke, and another. She sped up her rubbing, tending carefully, lovingly to all of her most private parts. She allowed her hoof feel all along her outer lips, touching her clitoris, and even moving inside on occasion. She smiled happily as she did her thing, and let the feelings take her over, losing herself in the waves of enjoyment washing through her.
“I’m doing it! I’m touching myself! I’m...I’m masturbating!” she whispered to herself in between what were now shallow, excited pants. She was speaking to no one in particular, and there was nothing surprising about the fact that she was masturbating in the same way she had done many, many times before. But the words were still fun to say, and she felt a liberated shiver down her back at letting them escape her lips.
Fluttershy’s thoughts now drifted, turned to fantasy. In her mind, not just her hoof but something thick and masculine was pressing against her below. “Oh...Oh my…” she panted. “Would you, if it’s not any trouble, that is, put it inside of me?” She could almost hear the “eeeeyup” in reply…The erection slipped past her lips, pushing her inner walls apart so well. Fluttershy felt herself pressing back, pushing herself toward it to aid its entrance. Soon it was thrusting rhythmically inside of her...
The shy little pony lay quietly in the warm sun in the tranquil meadow, seemingly absorbed in her thoughts. She humped gently against her hoof as it dipped itself in and out of her entrance and ventured out from time to time to stroke and rub against her vulva and thighs. The only sound besides the chirping birds were the soft breaths and quiet “oohs” she made in time with her strokes. For an onlooker, the scene could not have been more peaceful. But for Fluttershy, she could feel her whole body fill with excitement and desire, and the explosions of pleasure were almost dizzying in their intensity. It wouldn’t be long now before she reached her climax.
She spoke again, her voice still a whisper though rising in pitch as her excitement grew and grew. “Oh...Oh, yeah, Big Mac...Keep...Keep fucking me...Cum inside me, please! Do...Do...Ohhhhhhh….”
It she could have felt anything besides the orgasm, she would have felt her vulva pulsing, squeezing around under her hoof. As it was, as the wonderful feelings enveloped her. They made her legs buck and twitch, made the breath catch in her throat. Her thoughts were of Big Macintosh’s erection spurting its hot sticky semen deep inside...She could almost feel it happening. She could almost feel her passages filling up with the stallion’s seed, as it overflowed and spilled out of her...
Slowly but surely, the feeling passed. Fluttershy once again became aware of her surroundings, returning to the tranquil meadow. The clear blue sky came back into focus overhead, and Fluttershy looked around again. A family of squirrels stood on a branch, their eyes turned curiously toward her. How long had they been watching her? She smiled sheepishly at them and felt herself blush.
They waved, apparently unaware of or unconcerned with her recent act of self-indulgence. She made a motion to wave back, but stopped herself as she noticed how damp her hoof was, and used the other to return their greeting. After she rested there a good while, letting her blanket dry and happily enjoying the afterglow, she put it back into her pack and started on the trip back to Ponyville.