Tinkering in the Pink

Chapter Two: Shady Actions

A few months passed since the young couple did it. Shady and Smoke kept them in line, but that still didn’t stop them from having their fun. Umbra grew a bit more and Bolt worked out. Their time together has been amazing; full of love, romance, making love, and laughs. Umbra took to wearing Bolt’s gift to her. The flower worked perfectly in her mane, just as he had intended.

It was a few days before New Year's. Tinker wanted to invite her for a romantic date to celebrate. The streets were covered with snow as more was gently floating down. The large unicorn was walking through the thick layer of snow. His black and orange scarf wrapped tightly around his neck as he battled the weather. Just as always he walked up to his marefriend's door and knocked with his forehoof.

“Coming!” The voice was Shady. She had warmed up to Bolt. Much more than before. She still worried about her little filly getting pregnant, but she had accepted the fact that they’re going to have sex. She opened the door. “Hey -hic- you. What’s up?” She was leaning against the door obviously drunk.

“Hello Mrs. Hearts. Is Umbra home?”

“No, sorry Bolt. She’s out -hic- with Smoke. We’re going to have a party if you want to come over New Year's Eve,” there were bottles of whiskey and empty soda bottles on the living room floor. She had clearly been to work on the alcohol a bit early.

“Oh… I see. Well thanks for the offer, but I have plans. I’ll just get going," he turned around and began to walk back down the walkway.

“No it’s okay; come inside.”

“Are you sure...? Well, it is cold out here…”

“Why wouldn’t you be allowed to?” She giggled and moved out of the doorway. Her hoof pointing to the living room. Bolt walked in and she shut the door behind him. His horn glowed and his scarf easily untied itself from his neck and went on the coat hanger. He found his spot on their couch and made himself comfy.

“Thanks, Mrs. Hearts,” his coat covered in some snow as he shivered on the couch. “Can I get something to warm up with, please?”

“Sure thing; I have the perfect drink,” she walked off to the kitchen. She came back with two bottles of whiskey. The necks in her mouth and she sets one on the coffee table in front of him. She took her spot next to the recliner Smoke bought so he didn’t have to wrestle the young stallion for a comfy spot.

“Are… I mean… Am I allowed to have this? I’m only sixteen Mrs. Hearts.”

“Bah fiddlesticks… You’re old enough to have sex, you’re old enough to drink. Go ahead have a sip,” she tosses a shot glass over to him. He catches it with his magic and pops the bottlecap off. Gently filling the small glass, he raises up to his nose and takes a whiff.

He coughs lightly. “Are you sure?”

“Go on. There’s plenty. Drink, Bolt.”

He nods and raises the glass to his lips. With a quick move the liquid goes down his throat. He takes a deep breath as his face scrunches up. “Oh! That’s disgusting! How do you drink that stuff?”

“Lightweight. You just need to keep drinking, you’ll get used to it. Here have a chaser,” she gets off her seat and goes to the fridge. She comes back with a 2 liter of cola and sets it next to the whiskey. She climbs next to him and sits with him.

He mixes a cup like his mother always does. Fill it halfway with ice, fill it with whiskey just above the ice level and fill the rest with cola. He takes another sip. “Ahhh… Much better.”

“Good," the mare filled another shot glass with whiskey and downed it. “Feel warmer?”

He nods a takes another drink. “Much warmer. Thank you, Mrs. Hearts. It’s not that bad.”

She giggles and gives the familiar speech he’s heard many times before. “I told you so! And don't be so formal, call me Shady.”

He finishes the glass and sets it down. “I guess I should go find Umbra. Do you know where she and Smoke went?”

“Just wait here, they’ll be back later. They had to go to Cloudsdale for the day.”

“Oh okay,” He leans back on the couch relaxes. His body feels warmer as he finds it harder to focus.

“You good?” She giggles lightly.

“Yeah yeah… I just never drank before. Whew… This is really good,” His mind is beginning to drift from him. “Can I have more?”

“Sure can,” She slides her bottle to him. “Go ahead,” she giggles again as he pours a bit more in his glass. “I see you like it.”

“So far,” he sips from the glass and lays back again. More relaxed and holding it in his hooves. The two ponies continue to talk and drink a bit. A few bottles later they’re both slurring their words. Laughing at the smallest of things that come from the TV.

The pegasus inches closer. “Having fun, Bolt?”

“Yeah! Its been a good year. Thanks for bringing me in.”

“Oh no worries, sweetie,” she wraps a hoof around his shoulder. He looks to her. Her face is renewed with a drunken youth.
He giggles a bit. “You know… I feel like dancing.”

“Dancing?” She says confused. Her mind may be off but that isn’t something she’s offered everyday.

“Yeah. You got any music?” The mare nods and picks up the controller. She hits a button and a slow song comes on. “Eh… Got any faster?” She clicks again and the song switches to an upbeat tempo. “Ah. Perfect. The young stallion stands up. He takes a long sip from his glass and sets it down. Holding out a hoof for Shady.

She grabs it again he gently pulls her up giving her a twirl. Just as if they were at the Gala.

She laughs lightly. “ I didn’t peg you for a dancing type of stallion,” he places a hoof on her waist and begins moving to the music. She laughs harder. “I wish Smoke would do this more often.”

The two sway with the music. “He doesn’t dance with you?” The young stallion taking the lead.

“He’s not much of a dancer,” the older mare leans her head on his shoulder.

“That’s too bad,” his words slurring a bit more. “You should make him dance more. All pretty mares should be danced with!” He giggles a bit as he has fun with her.

She looks up to meet his purple red eyes with her bright blue ones. “You…. You think I’m pretty?”

He blushes slightly, finally realizing what he said. “Well… Um... Yeah,” he lets out a chuckle as they sway side to side. The music controlling their movements.

She lets out an adorable “Awww! You’re pretty handsome yourself.”

“Thanks,” he laughs again. The song dies down as it comes to an end. “You know what every dance needs?” He raises an eyebrow to her.

“No. I don’t,” suddenly without any hint. He swings the mare down. Dipping her low to the ground he holds her up with his forehooves. She let’s out a small scream and quickly changes to laughter. Hooves wrapped around his neck. “You’re right! That was needed.”

He lets out a small laugh. “Whoa, whoa, whoa!” The two fall as the drunken unicorn loses his balance. He falls and lands on top of the mare as they both let out a healthy laugh.

“Hello there,” She’s holding him close and their faces are inches away.

“Sorry, that usually doesn’t happen,” he laughs a bit more. Thoughts clouded by the alcohol is in his system.

“Don’t worry about it,” Without a warning her lips gently meet his and she gives him a sloppy, drunken kiss. The young unicorns eyes flare open. His cheeks turning an off shade of red as he blushes from the surprise.

She let’s go. Pulling back she lays on the ground. “You like that?”

He liked it. No… He loved it. It was just like Umbra, he doesn’t know what to say. His thoughts dancing around in his mind. “I’ll take that as a yes,” She pulls him into another kiss. This time sliding her tongue into his mouth.

He opens his mouth more. Letting her tongue dance around inside. The two tongues taste each other. Their taste buds only getting the taste of whiskey.

“Mmmm…” She continues to move her tongue all around his mouth. Tasting every inch of it. In those drunken moments the unicorn’s mind goes blank. He forgets about his plans, and Umbra, completely. His main focus was the mare under him. Shady. He changes the dance and forces his tongue into her mouth. Taking control as his slides along her teeth and gums.

Shady opens one eye to look at him. Both his are closed as he is clearly enjoying it. He lowers a hoof and runs it down her toned body. His hoof meets her flank and he squeezes the soft plot. His tongue dancing with her’s as they continue to make out.

“Mmmmm….” She starts to become aroused as he works her plot. His large hoof squeezing and moving around her flank. Each squeeze sending a bit of pleasure to her drunken mind.

He finishes the kiss by pulling back. His muzzle quickly goes to her neck as he begins licking her fur. The pegasus lets out a moan. She can feel him starting to get hard on her stomach, his massive dick pressing gently into her.

His body shifts. He moves off of her and slowly slides his tongue down her body. Each and every inch his tongue passes is left in a layer of saliva. He’s drooling with excitement as he reaches her lower stomach.

“Ah~ Bolt…”

“Hm?” He looks up to the mare. Her face blushing brightly from the arousal her body is in.

“Why’d you stop!?” Her voice raised slightly. “You really know how to make a mare happy!” Her hooves wrap around his head and she pulls him in. He goes back to work lapping up her fur coat. The gray fur stands up with each movement of his tongue. His muzzle moves down more. It meets her crotch. His face has a small smirk on it.

She shivers slightly as he reaches her most sensitive area. Her thoughts filled with excitement. Not a single thought about what she’s doing. Cheating on Smoke, with her daughter’s coltfriend! But that wasn’t an issue, as the alcohol had completely impaired their judgement. They were in the moment and she couldn’t resist him. His tongue, Oh, Celestia his tongue!

The large wet tongue was running along her lips. Relentlessly licking up and down, focusing on her clit each lap it completes. His hooves make their way to her crotch. He moves her lips apart revealing her pink, juicy insides. He continues his work. Tongue dancing around against her teasing each inch of her.

“Ahhh…” Her insides are soaking wet. His tongue sending jolts of pleasure through her. He flicks her clit and kisses it passionately. Holding her lips spread wide. He lets the kiss go. “Bolt… You’re so good with that mouth… Mmmm…” Her head is straightened out as her back is arched a bit.

He smirks even more. A small grin on his face as he pulls back. A long, clear strand of her juices connecting his tongue to her marehood. The remaining whiskey on his tongue as been wiped off on her open lips
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Her mouth was wide open, panting heavily. Smoke hadn’t touched her in two days! Her thoughts racing even faster. “Oh… Bolt… If you’re that good with your tongue… I can’t imagine how good you are with your dick…”

The young unicorn raises his eyebrow again. She gets up and holds a hoof down for him. “Come on. Lets go to my room...” He accepts it and she helps him up. Bolt’s horn glows its gentle red. He lifts the pegasus up and with a drunk wobble her carries her up to her bedroom. Laying her down on the plush king sized bed.

“Well… Here we are,” the gray pegasus says. Her wings fully extended as she lays dripping on the bed, her insides soaked in excitement. He walked to the bed wobbling.

“You ready?” The mare looks to him, her eyes half closed seductively.

He hops on the bed. Bouncing her up a bit. He quickly moves. His large body is now looming over her. He nods and lines himself up. Prodding at her opening he slowly pushes it in.

“Ah! My, my… You’re very big for your age.” Her face slightly scrunched up as she can barely take him in. Despite Shady’s experience, she was tighter than Umbra had been the last few times. He blushes brighter than before and begins to push more into her.

Inch by inch his massive stallionhood squeezes into her marehood. Each rib of her insides tickling his tip. The flared end sliding into her slowly. With grunts and groans he squeezes inside her.

His hips met her her’s. Stopping fully inside her. Her face sported a large smile, his member fully inside of her. “Ah! Bigger than I thought!” Her voice filled with pleasure. She loved it.

His penis begins to be dragged out as his hips move away. They slam back into her forcing him back inside. His large hoof pressing on her chest keeping her deep in the soft plush bed.

She reaches up with her hooves and drags him down. Their muzzles meet again as they embrace in another passion filled kiss. Each thrust sends a breath of air out of his nostrils and into her face.

Their tongues begin to dance between their mouths. The drunken unicorn moving his hips at a stable pace. It’s slow but his massive size easily pleasuring his partner for the night. The usual dominate mare had submitted to the stallion. She’s had many partners with her lifestyle. Only two have had control of her. Smoke, and now Bolt.

She loved it. Her eyes closed and she felt as though her husband was on her. Plowing her pussy as he’d done so many times before. Her marehood is now soaked as ever. Each thrust sending a squish to their ears, both becoming more excited as she holds him in. Each pulse of her heart gives him a tighter squeeze for that beat.

His tip began leaking precum. He picks up pace and thrusts faster and faster, deeper and deeper. Her walls giving him a tighter squeeze as her body accepts him.

Pressure begins building in her. Surges of pleasure rushing throughout her body. Each time he goes in it only gets stronger. She finally lets go of his tongue and pulls her head back. Panting heavily and letting out a loud moan with each thrust.

“I-I’m gonna cum!” He jammed himself back into her one last time. Unloading his seed into the mare wrapped tightly around his dick. The mare’s insides quickly wraps around him. Her body tensing tightly as she screams in pleasure. Her orgasm soaking their thighs as she fully sinks in the bed.

He pulls out, a large white blob of semen and her cum flows out of her. The liquid mixture soaks the bed. He climbs of the bed and goes to the bathroom to clean up a little

“Oh shit…” He whispered to himself as he walked into the bedroom. His drunken mind started to clear a bit, but he was still wobbly. He had now realized what he had done
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Shit, shit, shit! What the hell is wrong with me! Smoke’s gonna fucking kill me if he finds out! Not to mention Umbra...

She moans a bit in the bed. “Oh, Bolt… That was so much fun… Come and cuddle, baby,” she held out her forelegs open for him. He plays along, hoping to sneak out before she becomes sober. He climbs into her bed and lays down with her. Her hooves gently wrapped around him and held him close. She nuzzled into him.

His thoughts uneasy. Umbra can’t find out. Ever. He looks around. “Hey, can I go check something?” She nods and wraps around a pillow. She’s sinking into the soaked mattress, clearly on the verge of passing out.

The large unicorn walks downstairs and sees all the empty bottles in the living room. Five, six, seven, eight… eight whiskies! Holy shit… The couple drank through the bottles of whiskey and multiple 2 liters of soda. He’s never drank before. The first time ever and he pounds his marefriend’s mother…

He cleaned the mess and checked the clock. 10:37 P.M. If Umbra and Smoke were coming home for the night, they would have already. He puts the glass bottles in the recycle bin and separates them from the plastic soda bottles. He puts on his scarf and looks upstairs again. “Sorry, Shady…” He hands his head low and walks out the front door. The storm is now over and he heads home through the fresh snow.

Upstairs, the mare tossed and turned. She passed out drunk and exhausted.

When she awoke it was 10:21 A.M. She woke up with the smell of waffles and maple syrup. She walked downstairs. Her head pounding with a small headache.

“Hey, baby!” Smoke said from the countertop, adding a healthy dose of syrup to the stack of waffles. “Umbra and I ended up staying in Cloudsdale overnight, we just got back about an hour ago. She’s upstairs. I spent that whole hour making these delicious waffles from scratch. Oh and I just want to say...” He walked over and gave her a kiss on her cheek, setting the plate in front of her. He then gently whispered into her ear. “I can’t wait to pound that tight pussy of yours tonight,” He licked his lips and walked to the living room.

With a large gulp Shady looked down at her breakfast. Her thoughts trying to figure out what happened late last night. Who… And what did she do? She was so drunk it all left her in the morning. She sat down and began to eat the food. She felt herself. She could feel that she had sex, but with who. She looked around. No signs of entry or a visitor. The only thing she noticed was the hoofprints outside,but there were many. At any rate, she’d have to change those sheets tonight before Smoke went to bed...

After eating her meal she walked out to the couch and laid down. Her eyes gently closed, hoping her headache would go away soon.

As Umbra made her way to the stairs, to head to the kitchen, her nose detected a very familiar scent. It was Bolt. She had sex with him enough over the past couple months to know his scent. This strange discovery led her mind to go crazy with the thought that he cheated on her while her drunken mother was passed out.

No… She thought. He wouldn’t do that, especially in my own house. It’s probably just lingering from the last time he was over.

She kept telling herself this as she settled down on her bed and began to read a book she got in Cloudsdale the day before. Soon, her outlandish thoughts subsided as she read. Bolt loved her… He would never lie to her. Ever.