Miss Mare sat under and old oak tree in the middle of a field, just off the border of the Everfree forest and the Apple Farm. She turned her gaze from her book and the horizon every once in a while as the old pages would turn every now and then when she reached that final word. She was reading a book with a rather interesting plot. It included a mare and her colt-friend, and a sort of love affair. She shivered in delight at these kind of books. There'd always been something about these books that turned her on at the weirdest times, though she always pushed down her urge, maybe because she was in public? She didn't know.
She closed the book as she noticed the sun barely grazing the horizon creating beautiful shades of orange and red. She wanted to get home before the sky filled with a monochrome shade of dark-violet. She stood up, shaking off the bits of trunk that rubbed on her sleek, tan coat. She let out a satisfied sigh as she trotted home on the dusty path that led back to the small town of Ponyville. This is the same path she walked along since she was little. She always been bit of a book worm since she was a filly, she always walked this path since she was a filly, and she always had no friends. Maybe it was because of her wild pink mane. When she was a filly, other foals would taunt her due to it not matching the rest of her. Eyes as deep as the ocean, a tan coat, and a wild pink mane.
As she walked down the cobblestone road, night fell among the stylish cottages lining the streets as she quickly made her way home. She turned and walked along her fence and made her way to the door. She unlocked her door with her free hoof and stepped in, closing the door behind her. She put her book on her bookshelf and trotted upstairs. She passed her bathroom and opened her bedroom door. She stared at the double-bed, it had to over-sized pillows and was tightly wrapped in dark red silk sheets. She loved it. She crashed on her bed with a pomf, causing her body to quiver. She laid there absorbing the bed's comfort, thinking of her schedule tomorrow.
Suddenly she remembered what happened in her book, she couldn't get her mind off of the portion of chapter sixteen where there was a sex scene. She couldn't keep her mind off of it, the part replaying over and over again until she started to feel hot.
She couldn't take it anymore.
She slowly slid her hooves down her stomach, unfolding her legs revealing her sensitive marehood. She began rubbing the bit of pink that shown from her crotch. She bit her lip, fighting back the urge to moan. She took the tip of her hoof and slid down deeper into her tight, virgin pussy. She let out as slight moan as she searched for her sensitive gem. As she touched it, she smiled, letting out a gentle moan. She swiveled her hoof around her clit, moaning every once in a while.
She continued this, moving one hoof up to rub her breast as she continued to rub her weak spot, feeling hotter than before. She imagined a large stallion had replaced her hoof and was steadily pounding her. She increased her hoof's speed before finally reaching her climax, causing her to shudder. She sat up and looked towards a mirror parallel to the bed.
She had a blush as red as blood and a was soaked in sweat. She moaned as she hopped off the bed and half mindedly walked to the bathroom. She hopped in the shower, then returned to her bed for a good night's rest.
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The next morning she stretched with a slight moan. She couldn't sleep the night before and she had to go to the university today. She removed herself from the comfort of her bed and performed her morning rituals, which included a shower, and getting ready for the day, Along with a fast breakfast. She walked out the door with her school books, walking along the cobblestone streets, diverse from the evening. This time it was full with life. There were ponies selling their goods to others, some doing the same thing she was doing, and others just wondering the town's wide streets.
She walked past town hall, she looked up at it. It was the biggest building in Ponyville but also the one that held the mayor's quarters. She always did wonder what it looked like.
'Oh well' She thought. 'I need to get to class before the professor counts me as tardy again!'
She picked up her pace and galloped through the streets. She turned the corner sharply and bolted towards the university until wham! She was knocked right on her flank by a mysterious force. She sat there trying to focus on whatever hit her but the dust only proved to prolong her attempt.
A british mare's voice rose over the ringing noise in her ears. "Miss? Are you alright?"
Her vision finally locked onto what knocked her over. There stood a grey mare with a mane the color of old pewter. She locked eyes with the mare.
"Um, sorry!" She muttered. She couldn't get over those vibrant violet eyes.
"It's quite alright! Where are you going?" The mare asked.
"Um, Ponyville University." Miss Mare mutter once more.
"Really? That's where I'm heading! Want to go together? I mean, just in case you have some sort of head injury I might have to carry you." She giggled.
"Um, yeah sure." Miss mare agreed and stood up.
The two walked at a slow pace towards their college.
