A Happy Night

Dash and Pinkie were both in bed staring at each other. They looked at each other, giving each other romantic looks and give each other kisses. The kisses were only short encounters, and done when the other’s eyes were closed as a joke of sorts. It certainly made them laugh, but only in short giggles.

“He he, that tickles!” Pinkie was laughing harder then before when Dash kissed her on the neck.

“Oh really? Then get ready!” Dash started to nuzzle Pinkie so that she could kiss her neck more. The kisses made Pinkie almost burst out in hysterical laughter, but she managed to keep the loudest part in check.

“That tickles!” Pinkie was now moving her legs to try and move her neck away from Dash. But Dash remained resolute in her goal to kiss Pinkie’s neck and started to move on to Pinkie to keep on kissing. “I, can’t, breathe!” Pinkie let out a gasp for air, stopping Dash’s kisses.

By that point Dash was on half of Pinkie’s body, their breasts touching only so softly. Their breathing slowly excited them both, causing them to breath more heavily. Dash’s face was no longer that of mischievous, but that of slight lust. Her eyes, barely begining to close, looked down on to Pinkie. Her lips, ready to plant a kiss, were growing ever so closely to Pinkie’s. Dash’s hooves held Pinkie in place by holding on to her.

Pinkie loved it, she was ready for Dash’s embrace. She closed her eyes and prepared for Dash’s kiss, letting her body take the lead. Dash’s kiss sealed the deal, making Pinkie feel the love in just one kiss. They kept on kissing until they couldn’t breathe, and seconds beyond that. They both broke the kiss, and let out a passionate gasp.

“I love you Pinkie.” Dash looked down at Pinkie’s body. She lowered herself on to Pinkie’s body and began to caress her. “I love you more then anything, now let me show you.” Dash’s voice, even though it was naturally horse, was as smooth as silk when she said that. It enticed Pinkie and she let Dash do whatever she wanted.

“Go ahead Dashie.” Pinkie’s voice was still playful, but seductively playful. She readied her nerves, and prepared her body for Dash. “I’m all yours.”

It was with that, that Dash began her exploration of Pinkie’s body. Feeling every crevasse of Pinkie’s curves with her hooves. She also used her tongue to excite Pinkie, pushing it across her breasts slowly. Pinkie was moaning quietly, but in the late night it could still be heard. It encouraged Dash to explore even more. She nuzzled her way on to Pinkie’s neck again and bit softly.

“I can tell you like it.” Dash was teasing Pinkie at this point. She made sure to keep Pinkie’s excitement as high as she could, without touching anything sensitive. “Do you want me to?” Dash was asking about Pinkie’s hips, more specifically, her vagina. The tension was great, and Pinkie was already thrilled enough as it was.

“Yes, please.” Pinkie’s voice was still playful, but Dash could tell that she was just barely begging for it.

“Just for you then.” Dash rubbed her hoof against Pinkie. Pinkie let out moans, much louder then before. Her body stretched with pass of Dash’s hoof, and her legs moved to try and hold on to something. There was nothing she could grab, and so she just kept reaching for something to grab. Dash saw this, and intended to be cruel about it. She stopped using her hoof, giving Pinkie a couple of seconds to relax.

“Why, did you, stop?” Pinkie was starting to pant.

“So I can use something else.” Dash lowered her head on to Pinkie, and began to use her tongue on her. Instantly the pleasure was doubled, and Pinkie started to scream. It was only a quick scream, followed by more moaning. Pinkie thrashed in tune with her moaning, stretching all over the place. Her legs made a glancing blow to Dash’s head, but she didn’t care. Dash kept on going, even though her head was pounding.

Eventually Pinkie became more sporadic with her thrashing. Her moans became scream, and she stretched as far as her body would allow her. Then, with all of her might, Pinkie let out a scream as she finally came. Dash was soaked by the blast Pinkie let out, but she loved it. It was sort of a badge to Dash, and she loved the taste of it.

“Your... turn...” Pinkie quickly rolled over on to Dash, still weary from her orgasm. But she wanted to return the favor for making her feel so good. “I got an even better idea then what you did.” Pinkie was right in front of Dash’s face, slowly moving her way to the neck. Pinkie then started to kiss Dash on the neck, while moving her hooves down to Dash’s hips.

Pinkie stared at Dash as she got lower, noticing how Dash moaned more as she did so. But as Pinkie got her head to Dash’s hips, she didn’t do what Dash did.

“Knock knock, let me in.” Pinkie still thought of jokes, but this joke was for something else. Pinkie began rubbing Dash with her hoof, and made her way back up to Dash’s breasts. Dash, just like Pinkie, began reaching for something to grab, but to no avail. Pinkie kept on massaging Dash’s clit, teasing her with every cycle. She even began to suck on Dash’s breast tenderly, making sure to keep her wanting more.

Eventually Dash didn’t want anymore teasing. She wanted the real deal.

“Just do it, Pinkie.”

With a steady hoof, Pinkie slowly pushed into Dash. She used the fluids as a lubricant and slipped in easily. When she finally fully penetrated Dash, Dash let out a quick yelp, and stopped moving almost completely. Then Pinkie slowly inserted her hoof in and slowly took it out. The slow movement, along with Pinkie’s fondling of Dash’s breasts, created immense pleasure. Dash’s moans were far from silent. She was moaning with every thrust of Pinkie’s hoof, and as Pinkie went faster so did Dash. The immense surges of pleasure rushed through Dash’s body as it built up. Then, Dash felt everything reaching its end and began to moan as loud as she could.

“Pinkie!” Dash was screaming out Pinkie just before she came. The sudden rush of fluids soaked Pinkie’s hoof. Pinkie wiped her hoof tenderly on Dash’s body, making sure to get every part. Dash was panting, and her tongue was almost out of her mouth. Her sky blue face was obviously red with bliss.

Dash stared at Pinkie, and Pinkie playful stared back at her. Dash smiled, still panting heavily. Dash managed to weakly laugh at Pinkie’s stare, as it was quite funny. Then, after only a minute after finishing, Dash was on top of Pinkie. Her face still red, and her hips still wet. She was no longer panting heavily, but lightly instead. Pinkie braced her body for Dash’s embrace yet again. This time, Dash was in it for both of them and she placed her hips on top of Pinkie’s.

“You really are fast.” Pinkie’s eyes showed even more lust as Dash readied herself for the thrusting.

“Oh, you want fast?” Dash simply moved her hips into Pinkie’s. Slowly at first, then with a small gradual increase in speed. Dash eventually set a medium speed pace to stay at while they reveled in the pleasure. Dash was doing the thrusting, and Pinkie was just loving her position. Not domination, but being able to just have fun with a pony she loved.

“Fast enough?” Dash stared down at Pinkie, her eyes glistening with tears of bliss.

“I thought... you could... go... faster...” In truth, it was just right for Pinkie, but she wanted Dash. She wanted Dash to join in on the fun.

“Okay, how about this?” Dash’s thrusts became faster, and slightly more violent. Pinkie felt the small amounts of pain, but attributed them to the exponential increase in pleasure. Pinkie also began to moan with the thrusts, thrusts that were just starting to take affect on Dash.

Dash also began to moan with each thrust, even though she wasn’t as loud as Pinkie. Her thrusts were steady, Pinkie took each and everyone of them, and they both felt the immense pleasure felt in their hips. It didn’t take long for the pleasure to make Pinkie stretch out again. The sheets were on the floor from before, so there was nothing she could even try to get. Dash kept her head high and only looked down to get air back into her lungs.

“Dash!” Pinkie dragged out her name passionately. She could feel the end slowly but surely coming. Her body felt as if it were beyond red-hot, more like white-hot. Her legs were shaking and moving with each thrust, but she didn’t move away from Dash’s thrusting hips.

Seeing Pinkie doing this excited Dash even more, and she too began to feel the climax coming. Her thrusts were actually being met by Pinkie’s own small thrusts. An attempt to get the maximum amount of pleasure out of each thrust. It only served to bring them closer to their orgasms, rather then get more out of it. As Dash thrusts continued, not only did their moans grow louder, but it was almost time. Her thrusts grew less steady as the excitement increased, they became faster as well as being more violent.

The excitement increased the pleasure, the pleasure increased the tension of the moment, and the tension increased the excitement. It was a euphoric cycle that would only lead to their climaxes. With only a few thrusts, as powerful as they could be, they both felt the wave of pure, unadulterated bliss.

“Pinkie!”

“Da-a-ahh!”

With one finally thrust, Dash and Pinkie had finally came. Their bodies were soaked in sweat and fluids from each other. Dash, who was on top, collapsed on to Pinkie when she came. They still had some fight left in them, and they tried to get the most of it by kissing. The kissing only proved to tire them enough to make them fall asleep. But even then they were still panting heavily as their bodies recovered.

It was almost morning when Dash opened her eyes. At first she didn’t see much, her eyes were getting used to the change in lighting. But after a couple of seconds, she saw Pinkie fast asleep right in front of her. Her face had the softest smile on it, just like every other night. But the near morning glint created the most beautiful sheen on her softer features. It made her look at peace. The sight of it brought a tear to Dash’s eye.

“I’m the luckiest pony in Equestria to have you.” Dash stared at Pinkie, then to her surprise Pinkie responded.

“So am I, Dashie, So am I.” Pinkie kept her eyes closed, but she moved her head on to Dash’s neck. Dash returned it by resting her head on Pinkie’s, softly of course. Dash’s tear became a slight stream, but she was able to wash it away before it touched Pinkie. Then she closed her eyes, to sleep the remaining few hours she had away with Pinkie right next to her.

The End ♥