Embershine.
That is my name.
I suppose I should tell you all a little more about myself. I’m a mare, obviously. My coat is white, my mane is black, and my cutie mark is a darkened flame. I’m an earth pony, so no wings or magic, sadly. I live in a small rural town in the heart of Equestria, Ponyville. Not the most creative name I know, but that’s the way it is.
But it’s not all bad. Ever since I left school, I’ve been working at the smithy. I don’t craft anything, I wouldn’t know how, I tend the forge. That’s my special talent, I have an affinity for fire.
Eventually, I bought a small house on the outskirts of Ponyville with my best friend and roommate, Cherilee, a local school teacher. I had a few friends, but all I really did was work and sleep. That’s not to say I was antisocial, although I don’t get out much, when I do I tend to get a little wild. This had caused me to be pretty tight with the partying crowd. Not that Cherilee would ever come with me; she refused to be seen in that manner, for the sake of the children of course. Although she was fine with drinking until she blacked out at home.
Now my personal life is another story.
I haven’t had a coltfriend in almost a year. And I haven’t had sex in three months. You have no idea how much that annoys me, I love a good rutting. After a long day at work or an especially long stretch indoors, I get so hot and bothered that I usually have to turn to my trusty vibrator or risk moaning in my sleep, the walls of my house are rather thin, and Cherilee would hear if I started crying out my climax in the middle of the night.
But don’t get me wrong, I much prefer the real thing, the way a stallions meat fills me up is divine. But that’s not to say I don’t like… other… things too. Ok I’ll admit it; I’ve had a few lesbian experiences. And yes the saying is true, only a mare knows how to please a mare. They would be perfect, if only they had dicks.
Ha-ha I may have been the cause of some rumours around town that the librarian was a fillyfooler. I know I may have screamed a little too loud, but Twilights tongue is truly amazing.
You know what? I’ll tell you the story. You’re the only one who’s going to be seeing this so what’s the worst that could happen?
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It started like any other day. I awoke to the muted light from the sun pouring in through my window. As I rolled over to go back to sleep, the ever-cheerful Cherilee poked her head in through my door, and waved around a spatula.
“Wake up Em! Breakfast is ready!” she said with a grin.
Em, she knew I hated that pet name, I extracted one arm from under the covers, just enough to stick my middle finger up at her.
She giggled and poked her tongue out at me. I frowned at the childish gesture, but I suppose spending all day around 5th graders will do that to a pony.
It took me several minutes to pull myself away from the comfort of my bed. Groaning slightly I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom. As I reached it, I slipped out of my panties. I never sleep in a bra, just seems like an uncomfortable waste to me. And besides, Cherilee had already seen me naked plenty of times, and I made a point to keep all the blinds in the house shut, so what did it matter if I walked down the hall topless every morning?
Anyways, as I stepped under the hot shower, I felt myself slowly waking up. I squeezed a little shampoo from the tube on the counter, and began rubbing it into my fur. Before long, I was covered in soap bubbles from my mane to my toes. As my tail draped its way down my flank, it sent the water flowing across some of my more… sensitive areas. I felt familiar warmth growing my abdomen. Grinning, I began reaching my soapy fingers down, and caressed my outer lips, which were already beginning to moisten.
After a moment, I firmly pressed inside, feeling my velvety soft inner walls clench. Reaching my thumb upward, I toyed with my clit, biting my lip to stifle my moans. I could feel my climax coming, right as I was about to peak however, the door opened. I quickly extracted my fingers from myself and whirled around to hide the blush on my face.
“Sorry Em, just needed my toothbrush” Cherilee said as she entered, taking care not to look at me. As she bent over the sink to reach into the cupboard below, I couldn’t help but stare over my shoulder at her heart-shaped behind.
What? I already told you I’d done some ‘experimenting’ before. Does that make me bi? I suppose it does doesn’t it? All well, let me get back to the story.
While Cherilee and I were ‘strictly roommates’, we had ended up incredibly drunk and gone down on each other once. I don’t think she remembers that night at all, because she’s never mentioned it. I hadn’t either, honestly because I didn’t want her mad at me, but that doesn’t mean I can’t still take a peek at her every so often. In retrospect, she really did have quite a figure, large-ish breasts, smaller than mine though, a slim waist, and wide hips. I licked my lips, but the moment was gone, my arousal had been killed off by the shock of the door opening.
The door closing got my attention. Looking up, I saw that Cherilee had gone and left me alone. I sighed and shut off the water. After towelling off and dressing, just jeans and a loose t-shirt.
Cherilee had left for work already, leaving the stove on for me, like always. After a hearty breakfast of eggs and some assorted herbs, I grabbed the small bag I take to work with me. Stuffing in a spare shirt and a few bits I strode out the door. Immediately assaulted by the sunlight, I cringed.
I am not a morning person.
As I walked, I felt an unfamiliar, squared object hitting my leg whenever my bag swung past it. Stoping on the side of the street, I opened my bag. Inside, hidden under all of my things, was a medium sized book. Pulling it out, I saw the note taped to the cover. ‘Had to leave for work early, do me a favour and return this for me? Thanks – Cherilee’
Turning it over, I couldn’t help but notice that it was a math textbook. Groaning, I dropped the book back into the bag and altered my course slightly, heading to the town library.
Upon reaching it, I was greeted by a friendly sign ‘Golden Oaks Library’. Pushing the door open I looked around the large interior. I walked slowly up to the desk set up in a corner of the room. As I approached, I noticed that there was no one there. Frowning, I rang the bell that said ‘Service’ and waited. As I did so, I heard a muffled grunt of surprise and an embarrassed looking purple unicorn walked out of a door behind the desk.
With a deep blush on her face, she smiled at me and said “Hello! Welcome to Golden Oaks! How can I help you?”
I fished the math book out of my bag and moved to hand it to the seemingly flustered librarian. I stopped halfway however, noticing something in the air.
The unicorn, who I know remember, was Twilight, absolutely reeked of sex. I could practically taste the juices in the air. She must have noticed that my cease in movement, as she looked into my eyes with a quizzical look. It took her a moment to catch on, as soon as she did however she blushed even deeper, and quickly wiped her hand across the front of her loose-fitting shirt. I followed the movement with my eyes, seeing her wipe the last traces of a clear fluid off of her fingers.
Looking up at her averted eyes I grinned, “Interrupting something am I?” I said with a coy smile.
I know, it was mean, but considering where it led, I think it was worth it.
“Ummm...” she replied, “n-not really.”
There was no denying it; she had been masturbating back there. And what’s worse, she knew that I knew. But honestly that just made the whole thing more embarrassing for her. I on the other hand, was becoming rather aroused. I could feel my folds moistening, and the warmth from this morning’s shower returning.
“It’s alright, really.” I told her. Giving her a seductive look, “Room for one more?” I asked with a wink.
Very cliché I know, so don’t get all up in arms about it. But I was soo horny, I was already picturing her naked.
“W-what?” she asked, an incredulous look on her face. “U-um I guess, if you want… wait, no. I’m not sleeping with another mare!”
I kept up my grin, “Another? You’ve slept with one before?”
With a purple flash from her horn she was in front of me, pinning me to the bookshelf behind me, “Who told you that?” her tone deathly serious.
I laughed, “So you have, have you?”
Her eyes went wide. “What? N-no!” She stammered. But the damage was done. Leaning forward, I pecked her on the lips. Only a light one, but as I leaned back, her head followed me. She pressed her lips to mine, after a moment she pulled back. Her blush now reaching seemingly impossible shades of red.
“You tell no-one.” She said. It wasn’t a question, it was an order.
“My lips are sealed” I said, kissing her again.
“They’d better be,” she grinned, pulling away for a moment, “or ill seal them for you.”
Ok, at this point I was a little nervous. I mean, what you would be thinking of you had a mare telling you that she was going to ‘seal your lips’ for you.
I answered with another kiss, slowly moving my hand up the small of her back, my fur gliding across hers. The feeling sent a shiver down my spine, and I moaned a little into Twilights mouth.
In response she slowly, almost teasingly slipped her hand down the back of my jeans and gently rubbed at my asscheeks.
Deciding to push the envelope, I moved my free hand from her neck to her stomach, and slid it upward, unclasping her bra with my other hand as I did so. With small tugs in the right places, I pulled her bra out from under her shirt and cast it across the library. Moving my hand to her breast, I cupped it with my fingers, and used my thumb to roughly toy with her nipple. Twilight instantly arched her back and pressed herself into me, pushing us both into the bookshelf.
Her horn lit up violet, and suddenly I was on top of Twilight, completely naked, and she was grinning seductively up at me.
“Well this sure makes things easier.” I said, pressing my hips into hers, causing our now exposed marehoods to rub against each other. Leaning in for another kiss, we both began to grind our hips, and every time our clits touched, the both of us would moan heavily into the others mouth.
My nipples weren’t faring too much better, because Twi and I are the same height, not only were out slits rubbing together, but our breasts as well.
It wasn’t long before I had slithered my way down to her waist, my face just inches from her juicy pussy. Her finely trimmed patch of pink pubic hair above her slit, sat in a perfect V, as if pointing me to my target. Leaning in, I breathed on her, earning a shiver and a moan for my trouble. Taking the dive, I pressed my tongue into Twilights moist folds.
I gently lapped around the inside of Twilights pussy, teasing her insides. She moaned and worked her fingers into my mane, pushing my face into her crotch. My nose was filled with the delicious scent of her juices. I looked up, my lips never leaving her cunt. I could barely see her face between the valley of her cleavage, her eyes were closed and her mouth hung open.
She was more sensitive than I thought, Id barely begun to play with her and she already shuddering through her climax. I eagerly lapped and suckled on her slit as she rode out her orgasm, gulping down every last drop.
When she’d come down from her high, she slowly opened her eyes. She fixed me with an intense gaze and grabbed a handful of my mane, physically pulling me up to her face.
“My turn?” I asked sheepishly, more than a little nervous at the look in her eye.
She grinned at me,
“Yes.” She said,
“Your turn.”
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Needles to say, by the time I got to work that day, the sun was already on its way down.
