Tinkering in the Pink

There he was, Smoke, sitting there next to Bolted Tinker, now Tinker Belle. His nose was taking in a lot of scents but one had his interest. His nose kept working as he smelled the empty train car. Since it was early, there were very few ponies on this train. Smoke turned his head and stopped sniffing. He located the scent and his purple eyes locked on the mare next to him.

“Hello ma’am. My name is Smoke.” He held out his large hoof. Once it was the same size as Bolts. Now when her fur covered hoof grabbed his, it was dwarfed. He raised it to his muzzle and his lips gently kissed Tinker Belle’s.

“I-I’m Tinker Belle.” She said with a slight shyness. She knew who he was and was not about to let him know who she really was. She pulled her hoof back blushing and looking out the window.

“Nice to meet you Tinker Belle.” He sat down and put his hooves on the seat.

“Tinker or Belle is fine, Mr. Smoke.”

“I like that, Belle. So, what brought you to this lonely train car?” His voice was a strong as ever. Belle knew that voice. She was in heat! This wasn’t good. She found herself uneasy as she sat on her cushioned seat.

“I’m going to find a friend; see if she can help me with a spell I discovered,” it wasn’t a lie. But she still didn’t feel comfortable. Her eyes still looking away as Smoke tried to get her attention. He knew he shouldn’t be bugging her, but he couldn’t help himself.

“A spell? My daughter is dating a unicorn,” he chuckled a bit. “You actually look like him a bit.”

Matching his laugh with a small giggle she responded. “Yeah… That is funny.”

“So if you don’t mind me asking, what’s the spell?” His hoof was on her shoulder. She felt it move. Rubbing her shoulder. Each movement only strengthened her emotions. She sat in thought.

She needed space. She scooted closer to the window pressing against it, but he was determined. That or couldn’t stop himself. He moved closer and began to rub her back.

“So, where are you off to, Smoke?” The young mare asked. Hoping to distract him. “You’re a pegasus. Why not just fly?”

“I’m on my way to Canterlot for training,” He responded leaning in closer. “I work as a firefighter and we are required to go every couple of years. The reason I’m not in the air? I had a few drinks before I left,” He giggled a bit as the familiar smell of whiskey entered her nostrils.

The feeling inside her grew. Smoke was a strong, hard working stallion. He was a perfect mate to quell her feeling to have a foal inside her. Her crotch was on fire. She needed to stop it but had no clue.

He thought of Shady, and how young Belle was. He couldn’t cheat on his wife, especially with an underaged mare. But every thought of doubt left his mind as he got another strong whiff of her enticing scent. He inched closer to the young mare.

“So, you gonna tell me what spell you found?” The question left her mind. She couldn’t think straight. The more he spoke the more her insides let out her exoctic, attracting scent.

“Yeah… It’s called 'Last Friday Night,' it’s a memory spell. To make you forget anything you don’t want to remember.”

“Oh? What would a pretty mare like you need that spell for?” He responded teasingly. “Having relationship issues?”

“Yeah,” she giggled nervously. His mouth was inches away from her ear and he was whispering gently into it. She couldn’t handle it. She covered her marehood with the saddlebag in an attempt to stop the fire growing inside her. “You could say that.”

“Shame to hear Belle. How about I make it go away.” He began to nibble her ear. The feeling was too much and she let out a small moan. She loved it and wanted more. Her instincts took over and she grabbed him.

Dragging him to the small bathroom she crammed him in there and joined him. Instantly she was over him. He sat back on the toilet; her legs spread and she climbed on his thighs making out with him. Their tongues danced as she rubbed up and down his massive body. His hooves were squeezing and playing with her flank.

The massive hooves moved her plot cheeks. It felt amazing and drove her wild. She stopped her focus on him and turned around. Putting her forehooves high against the door she looked over her shoulder. Her face hiding behind her mane, for the most part.

He saw her eyes. He knew that look.

He stood up rubbing himself. Her horn began to glow and moved her tail out of the way revealing her dripping marehood. “Come fuck me, Smoke," She couldn’t think straight, her instincts controlled her mind. Her only thoughts were to get his member inside her and have a foal.

He pressed a large hoof against the door and with his other hoof lined himself up with the mares virgin flesh. Little did he know he was about to claim her. He began to push through her lips. The tip of his shaft was much bigger than her opening as she grunted and groaned.

His head was prodding at her insides. And within no time he forced it into her tight marehood. “Oh damn. You’re tight Belle. I’m gonna love this.”

“Just shut up and fuck me!” She yelled at him. The top of her head pushing into the door. It wasn’t budging but it bent and moved to his hooves.

He pushed as hard as he could. The virgin insides giving him great resistance. She screamed in pain as he forced his way in. His large member opening her up with great force. With one loud scream it happened. A great pain emitted from her pelvic area. Her cherry popped, and her marefriend’s father claimed it.

She screamed in pain but that didn’t phase him. He only whispered and talked to her. Telling her how he didn’t think she was a virgin and how he was going to make the pain go away. Describing every detail of how he felt as his flared tip made it’s way deeper into her ribbed walls.

Then his hips meet her flank. Panting heavily she relaxed as she accepted him. His member fully inside her and without a moments notice he pulled out to the tip. Blood and her excitement all along his shaft as he slowly pushed it back in. The pain came back and she began to cry.

It was immense but she loved it. The fire in her crotch was only getting stronger as ecstasy took over. Within minutes of the repeated motion of his hips she began to encourage him. His teeth grinding the tip of her ear as his hips picked up speed.

His powerful back legs extended and contracted driving himself into her. Their skin clapping and echoing inside the cramped room. Her hooves pushing at the bowing door. He was powerful and she wanted more.

“AH! Smoke! Faster!” She cried in pleasure. The pain was covered by pleasure as he worked himself deep inside the mare. He shifted his weight forward and began to work deep inside, quickly sliding a couple inches in and out as deep as he could.

His hoof rubbed up her stomach and to her chin. He grabbed her face and turned it to meet him. He forced his tongue deep inside her mouth again. Licking up every inch he could. Her eyes were shut tight and tear filled. The mixed emotions showed as she submitted to the large gray pegasus.

Her moans and whines of pain and joy went directly into his mouth only fueling him to come to his climax.

Her insides tightend up. Her whole face scrunched up as the rest of her body tensed. A stream of clear liquid made its way down her inner thigh. Her whole body instantly began shaking as it was covered by a wave of pleasure. The stallion made her cum and soon, he would too.

With one last pull, Smoke jammed as deep as he could go. His load of thick, white, liquid shot out of his tip and filled her up. Her eyes rolled back as her stomach expanded a bit. She was in pure bliss. He pulled out and a good amount of cum came with his flaccid stallionhood. She fell to the floor exhausted.

“Oh, Celestia what have I done… Belle I’m sorry...” He just had a look of shock on his face. He fucked up big time, and he knew it. If Shady, or anyone for that matter, found out, he was dead.

A million thoughts raced trhough his mind. What was wrong with him? He was always fine controlling himself around other mares that were in heat... But that scent... Belle's scent was different. It was irresistable.

"It's... Okay..." She panted, still coming down from her orgasm. "I'm fine."

Smoke nodded in response and left the bathroom. He was going to have a lot to think about.

Alone in the bathroom, she panted and stood up. Her back legs wobbled greatly and gave away. She fell back onto the toilet and her head rested against the wall. Breathing heavily she finally came to her senses.

Examining her crotch she noticed that she was leaking his cum. She needed to get rid of as much as possible. Using some magic she pulled as much as she could out. Her mind came into focus and she stood up.

Her stomach killed. It hurt every time an ab muscle flexed. She wrapped a towel around her hoof and held it under the sink. Running cold water over it she moved it to her belly. Letting the cool towel numb her pain. Now she was realizing what she had done...

I… I can’t believe it… I cheated on Umbra with her mother and her father! I’m so dead if she ever finds out. She thought to herself.

She cleaned up the mess with the paper towels and walked out. She returned to her seat. Smoke was gone and the train had stopped. They arrived in Canterlot and she quickly scooted out of the train.

Her face hiding behind her mane. Tail lowered between her legs covering her used marehood. She held her emotions in and quickly made her way to the library where she knew her helper was.

As she walked in she saw the mare she was looking for. There, at a table sat Eauestria's newest princess, face in a book and her eyes scanning the words.

Found her...