The Rhythm of True Forgivable Passion
The Rhythm of True Forgivable Passion
You watched from the back of the pumped up audience drinking soda and eating chips you got from the concession stand as your marefriend, Vinyl Scratch finished up her last dubstep track for her concert at Ponyville Park.
Why are you not being part of the excited crowd you ask?
The reason being is that even if you do love Vinyl with all your heart, you can’t really find a reason to love the music she plays. At all.
To you, dubstep was nothing but deafening noise that your ears just couldn’t tolerate, of course you never wanted to tell Vinyl that in fear of hurting her feelings and losing the only one you truly cared for. As a result, you ended up going anyway to give her the support she needed; but not without a couple of pocket-friendly miniature foam ear plugs to take with you.
When she was about to play the first track in her setlist, you placed the smartfoam pieces in each earlobe which would gradually inflate to fit snug in the lobe. That way the loud noise was easily muffled to a more comfortable level. You knew this was a selfish deed and felt awful about it, but you didn’t want to become deaf later in your life.
You could have hooked up with any other mare in town that had spunk to her personality because that was sort of your type.
The only other mare that had similar spunk like Vinyl was Rainbow Dash.
Like Vinyl, she had a well built body and stunning eyes. The problem was that she was kind of overly competitive and had a big head of an ego. Also that she spent most of her time flying than walking; because she was a pegasus-humanoid being after all-- so in a way it was kind of her instinct.
Another option could’ve been the towns’ veterinarian, Fluttershy.
She was a pegasus as well and Rainbow’s closest friend. Unlike Rainbow through, she preferred to keep her feet on the ground and liked taking care of animals rather than flap her wings on a daily basis.
The problem with her though was that even if she was strikingly gorgeous and cute-- also very kind, she had extremely low self-esteem and high insecurity about herself. Not to mention she had multiple phobias. Some being reasonable to just plain ridiculous.
Pretty much every mare in town had great looks and personalities, but there was something about Vinyl that made you choose her.
It wasn’t just because she was a musician and made decent money, you loved her for who she was individually.
Sure when she’s on stage she seems like a very hardcore chick, but off it she’s very sweet, loving, funny, and maybe a little crazy sometimes; but in a good way of course.
She also likes other forms of music as well besides dubstep, but it has to have a good beat to it in order for her to truly enjoy it. So in a way, both of you shared an interest in listening to great music. Of course you didn’t make any like she did. Thankfully she didn’t mind at all.
You guys loved going out on fun dates to the movies, or out to lunch and dinner at a public restaurant just to enjoy each other’s company.
One thing though is despite the strong bond the two of you share, Vinyl’s hectic performance schedule along with some uncertainty about the diverse genetics of you guys is kind of interfering with you and Vinyl’s need for some private fun.
You two have warm kisses and snuggles multiple times before, but it never really escalated into something truly memorable at all.
You both secretly feared that the other wouldn’t like it, or wasn’t sure if they were ready for it just yet. There also came the fear of unplanned parenthood since you both were in your early twenties. That was kind of too young to begin raising a child and you both knew that.
As a result, neither of you complained about it or bothered to discuss it. Not really the best move, but neither of you wanted to sound demanding.
Of course, it truly was never a good idea to hide secrets from each other at all, like the fact you don’t appreciate her love for making dubstep.
One can easily keep a secret for quite a long time, but eventually the ally of time abandons you without a hint of warning. What’s even worse is that it can happen at the worst possible moments.
When? No one can know for sure.
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When the crowd began to disperse after the show, you took your earplugs out and put them in your rear pocket of your pants like you always did. The reason being is because of all the times you two have made out, she never went all the way to get herself to rub your ass. At least not yet anyways.
When everypony was finally gone, you joined Vinyl on the stage to help her strike down her set and load it into her van; also to compliment her in the most convincing way possible. This always made you feel bad though for being a liar.
“Great work as always my little blue cupcake,” you say with a large smile and very friendly and loving tone of voice.
You had to admit it was a pretty cheesy affectionate nickname considering that her mane was blue, and that her skin was chalk white. Her eyes were a stunning shade of crimson red. She wasn’t albino through thankfully despite looking that way.
Thank Celestia that she didn’t mind being called whatever dumb nickname you could think of.
“Aw thanks hun, I’m just glad your always here to appreciate what I take great pride in,” she replied while returning a smile while under the purple shades she was currently wearing over her eyes.
“I bet you can’t wait to go to Fillydelphia tomorrow for your next venue. Am I right?” you ask as you have your back turned because you're busy unplugging some wires from their outlets. You don’t see Vinyl coming your way.
“Of course I can’t wait to go to Fillydelphia, but…” she replies as you feel her hand soothingly and lustfully touch your shoulder sending small shivers through your body.
You turn your head to look in to her eyes that are now fully revealed because she is now wearing her sunglasses over her horn. She’s apparently giving you a very suggestive and mischievous look. She definitely had something naughty on her mind.
“What is it?” you ask cluelessly.
“Well I've been thinking a lot lately,” she began. “And I believe it’s about time we take our relationship to the next level. I mean it’s been four months already. I’m ready if you are.”
The tone she spoke the last sentence in was clearly sultry. It made you blush hard, and you could feel your member begin to get hard and grow in your pants.
“Well...uh….sure. I mean I’ve been ready for quite sometime. I was just waiting to see if your were ready,” you say clearly both nervous and excited. “It was just because I respected your time and dedication to your music. I just didn’t want to distract you.”
Vinyl wrapped her arms around your back to pull you closer to her. You feel yourself start to sweat a bit.
“Aw, how sweet of you. How about as your reward, we do it here?”
Your cheeks reddened more.
“H..here? As in right here? Right now?”
She just chuckled.
“Of course you silly filly. Why? Did you have a better place in mind?”
“Well..uh. I’m just saying someone might see us if you’re referring to doing it on the stage.”
She was laughing her head off now.
“Oh you're too much sweet pea. I was thinking that we do it in the backseat of my van. It’s comfy and there’s plenty of room for the both of us,” Vinyl explained. “Of course you have to admit it would be kind of hot if somepony saw us getting it on the stage.”
You chuckled nervously at that statement.
“I’m just pulling your leg hun, but let’s not waste anymore time. What I really want to pull now is all that clothing you have on.
Vinyl then pulled your mouth to her lips and kissed you with an enormous amount of passion. It’s a good thing you tilted your head to the side in time to avoid getting stabbed by her horn.
You felt Vinyl’s tongue knock on your teeth as if it was asking permission for access to your entire mouth.
Obliging, you part your teeth to allow Vinyl’s warm and moist tongue to touch and move around the contents of your mouth. You return the favor by intercepting her tongue with your own which begins a tongue wrestle which makes both you and Vinyl emit small muffled moans. This was getting hot rather quickly, but how long would it last?
As the passion grew deeper between you two, Vinyl steadily slid both of her hands down your body and into both back pockets of your jeans where your secret shame lay hidden.
When one of Vinyl’s fingers felt something soft and squishy in one of your pockets, she immediately stopped the tongue wrestling and broke the kiss quickly killing the heat.
She then took one of the ear plugs from your pocket and brought it up to her eyes for closer examination. The look on her face was cold suspicion.
Your blood froze because you couldn’t believe that after all these months you had together, she finally discovered your dirty little secret that you have been keeping from her throughout the entire relationship.
You tried to say something, but Vinyl cut you off before you could at least make a sound.
“Is this what I think it is?” she asked without a hint of friendliness now in her tone. It was soft, but sounded stern.
“I can explain Vinyl,” you pathetically say. That was one of the most lamest excuses in the book and you knew it. You just couldn’t find a more rational thing to say.
“Oh believe me, I don’t think you need to explain what this is for because I already know. What I do want to know is why you brought these with you, and how long have you been doing this?”
“Well...I,” you begin.
“Answer me!” she practically barked.
You sighed with guilt. There was no escape now. The truth had to be told.
“You see Vinyl. I really love you. Really I do,” you begin, but she shows no sign of being impressed. “It’s just that…”
“Yes? It’s just what exactly?”
“It’s just that I just can’t stand dubstep music alright?” you snap out. “The extremely intense beat and lack of soul to the sound is like torture to my eardrums. I just don’t want to have hearing issues later in my life. For knowing how long I’ve been doing this; the entire time okay? Plus I’ve been keeping out of the crowd as well. I just gorge myself over any available snacks I can purchase at the concession stand! Are you happy now?”
You both knew the answer to that because neither one of you wore a single smirk on your faces.
“Happy?” she chuckled angrily. “Well gee, I could’ve been if you told me about the problems you’ve had with the wubs in the first place. Have you forgotten already that when we began our relationship, we both made a mutual agreement to not keep anything to ourselves no matter how bad it was? We would be able to work through any issues the best way we could. How could you break an oath like that?”
“I was worried I would hurt your feelings and lose you once we just started,” you confess. “You were the only mare in town that really caught my eye while the others did not.”
“Yeah but why only me?” Vinyl demanded. “There’s plenty of mares around here who would catch the eye of any stallion. What would a human like you find so interesting about me and nopony else if you didn’t appreciate my true passion?”
“It’s not like that Vinyl. I’m proud of you, and your talents. Don’t you see I’m trying to be supportive the best way I can?”
“Yes, but it wouldn’t hurt to at least try and give my music a chance without the fear of future disabilities? My species have developed hearing-aids after all like your kind. Don’t tell me that you forgot our minds are closely similar to yours as well? Along with feelings. and emotions.”
“No, not at all,” you protest. “I’m very aware of our identical minds.”
“Then I don’t see what the big bucking deal is? You might as well tell it to me so maybe I can figure out how to fix this issue.”
“I wish I could Vinyl, but I can’t. Look, I promise I won’t bring anything to block out my ears from the full music when I see you in Fillydelphia.”
“Oh believe me, you don’t have to bother with that.”
You raised a brow in confusion.
“What? Why?”
“Because I’m not allowing you to come with me this time!” she snorted. “If you're so worried about your own need for healthy ears when you grow older, then you might as well stop coming to my performances! For the moment, I think the only thing that you and I need right now is to give each other a little space and take a breather for a while before things really get ugly.”
She then spun around and stomped off to finish off packing her things into her van. You could say it wasn’t in the most pleasant or stylish manner.
This was it.
You knew that Vinyl was intending to end the relationship at this very spot, and the moment when it was really starting to heat up. That’s what hurt the most.
“You can’t really mean that can you? It’s bad enough that we’ve already hurt each other here. How can I make it up to you if I’m willing to take a chance that I never wanted to, but do now? That would make me an even more awful boyfriend that you already claim I am.”
“I never said you were awful to begin with. Believe me, I understand what your saying and I trust you. I’m simply making a generous offer to your benefits. That’s what it means to be a good marefriend, right?”
“Not if it’s for the wrong reason. The deed I committed was selfish and has obviously taken a heavy toll on our relationship. I’m wishing to lift that weight off of it, and I can’t do that if you're going to push us away for Celestia knows how long.”
Vinyl just let out a sigh as she packed the last piece of her equipment into the trunk of her van and closed it.
“Look, I appreciate the concern about our dilemma here, but believe me, we need to take a little break. I feel like that’s the only remedy that would cure both our heartaches.”
“But I already know how this will end. Some kind of stallion with a hip but jerky personally will pick you up off your feet and fool you into doing whatever we wants from you. He’ll hurt you more than I already have.”
You're practically pleading now, but Vinyl is still showing indifference.
“It’s a chance I’m willing to take. I believe I’m already prepared to get my heart stomped on again since you already gave me that experience already. I can handle it.”
With that, Vinyl fetched the keys to her van and entered the driver's seat leaving you completely helpless. You couldn’t believe that Vinyl was being this gutsy while constantly reminding you of fault. You did completely deserve it though.
“C’mon Vinyl, you don’t really want to go through with that do you?”
“For right now, I don’t know what I want. So please just back off and leave me alone so I can get my visions focused, alright? Goodbye.”
Vinyl closed the door and started up the ignition to her van before she drove off leaving you behind as thunder began to rumble overhead. It then started to rain as if it was meant to hide the tears of grief and guilt that began to shed down your cheeks. The fear of losing the one you truly loved has become a harsh reality.
As you walked through town with the rain now at a downpour, you thought about all the great times you had with Vinyl from the first time you met her at the local pub after she finished one of her concerts, and to the time the relationship became official when you brought each other promise rings.
You looked down at your hand which still had your ring on it.
You tried to smile, but you just couldn’t. You questioned yourself if Vinyl considered throwing hers in the trash. Just thinking about it put you in a deeper hole of depression and anxiety.
When you arrived home, which felt like an eternity, you changed into dry clothes and went up to your room to try and find some comfort.
You then crawled onto your bed and plumped your head limply on your pillow as if you were a ragdoll. The reason being is because you felt like all the energy has been drained from you leaving you weak and helpless.
You then set your eyes on your bedside picture frame that contains a photograph of you and Vinyl posing has a happy couple by holding each other close by putting arms behind each other’s backs and making silly expressions.
You sit up as you pick the picture up and gaze down at it trying to smile once again, but this time your lips tremble uncontrollably as fresh tears escape from your eyes and splash down onto the glass surface protecting the delicate memory.
You press the photograph close to your chest as you free suppressed sobs of painful sorrow from deep within your heart.
“I’m sorry Vinyl,” you choke. “Please don’t let this be the end of us, or our friendship.”
You literally cried yourself to sleep that night. You constantly hoped that Vinyl wouldn’t find somepony else who would treat her more better, or commit a worse crime in the relationship. What you feared most was if he was to physically harm her! No mare like her deserved that at all, but she made it perfectly clear that she didn’t want you to tag along, even if it meant protecting her.
The only thing you could do now was pray even if you weren't religious, but when your anxiety is pushed to the utmost extremes, you would probably do something crazy like talk to things that don’t even exist. Of course the only deities with mystical powers that existed in Equestria were Princess Celestia and Luna. Hopefully they had the ability to hear prayers though.
Four days have gone by since you and Vinyl had your argument back at the park. Those four days would’ve gone by faster if you were in a better mood, but since you weren't--four days felt like forty.
You spent most of those days just moping about and at least sending Vinyl a text wishing her well and asking how she was doing.
She didn’t say anything about not texting, so it was the least you could do to express you still cared for her. It was concerning though when she didn’t send any replies back. That had to mean she still didn’t want to say anything to you.
Since you knew that Vinyl would only stay for one night in Fillydelphia, and come back three days later, you knew she would be back in town today which is why you took a shower and got yourself into decent clothing.
Before making the trip over to Vinyl’s apartment, you stopped by Roseluck’s Flower Emporium to pick up a bouquet of freshly scented and picked variety of beautiful flowers.
Not a very original plan for trying to make up to a loved one, but flowers were a girls best friend. Of course since Vinyl was part pony, she may end up eating them instead; but if it makes her happy, then that was fine by you because you wanted to see her full of light and life again.
When you arrived at Vinyl’s apartment, you were relieved to find her van parked in the driveway. That meant she was home safe and sound. Luckily her roommate, Octavia Melody was there to look after her as well. That probably meant though that Vinyl probably told her about what happened. Who knew what could happen if you showed your face to Octavia right now, but you couldn’t let your fears get the better of you. You had to make this right.
You then knocked on the door and waited for somepony to answer, and hopefully it was Vinyl.
As you may have guessed, Octavia was the one to answer in Vinyl’s stead. Sometimes you really hated the way fate worked.
Octavia gave you a bemused expression.
“Oh, it’s just you,” she said.
“Hi Octavia. Listen, I’m pretty sure Vinyl told you what happened between us at the park. You know I’m not that kind of guy right?”
“Well judging from the way she sobbed when she got here, you must have hit her feelings pretty hard. So that tells me you’re pretty much a rubbish sort of person,” Octavia retorted a bit harshly.
You were shocked because Vinyl didn’t show any intention on crying when you two had your fight, or when she left you at the park. You just had to assume she was successful at bottling up her emotions until the point when they had to be let out which was out of your sight. This news brought back on another weight of guilt.
“Did she at least have a good time in Fillydelphia?” you ask.
“Well she would’ve, but she decided it was best to stay here and get herself wasted in fizzy apple cider, which was followed by even more waterworks.”
Your jaw mentally hit the floor.
You couldn’t believe that Vinyl would blow off one of her own concerts and fans just to make a mess of her health with alcohol. The emotional impact you put on her was worse than you thought.
“Look, I know she probably instructed you to not let me in and see her, but I believe I have to. I mean how can I fix this if I can’t converse with her?”
“You’re spot on about me not letting you in, so I think I should do just that. I think it’ll be best if you just left her alone like she wished. Celestia knows how much more stress she can take.”
Octavia then proceeded to begin closing the door, but you stopped it firmly with your hand. You couldn’t just leave Vinyl like this. You had an idea if how you and Vinyl could still be happy, but without being in a forced comeback relationship.
“Please Octavia just hear me out. She won’t get better if we just let this thing slip away because it won’t. It was my fault that I did this to her, so that means it's my job to try and pull her out. Please just give me a few minutes with her and I’ll leave without a fuss. I’ll even allow you to be near us as well to at least give her some security. That’s my real offer, I swear by Celestia.”
Octavia was hesitant for a few moments before sighing.
“A few minutes and that’s it, alright?” she said. “You can enter her room, but I’ll be standing in the open door out in the hall.”
“Thank you, Octavia,” you say nodding.
“Don’t mention it,” she replied.
Octavia led you to the area to where Vinyl’s bedroom was located. It’s there she knocked on the door.
“Vinyl, it's Octavia. Is it okay if I come in. There’s somepony here who wants to see you for a little bit,” she called.
“Who is it?” came the depressed and muffled tone of Vinyl’s voice from the other side of the door.
Instead of giving a proper vocal answer, Octavia gently turned the knob and steadily opened the door to reveal you to her, and her to you.
You saw that Vinyl was sitting on the side of her bed with a half empty bottle of cider in one hand, with a tissue box in the other. Used tissue papers were practically littered throughout the unkempt room.
Vinyl’s mane and tail were oily and messy because she never considered to wash which got on Octavia’s nerves because she didn’t want Vinyl to stink up the place with her body odor and grime.
The clothes she was wearing was the same white t-shirt, dark blue undergarment shirt, and her cuffed blue jeans from the park. They all were filthy and ruffled like her. It truly was a sad sight to be seen. Also, there was physical evidence on her face that she had been crying a lot recently like Octavia had mentioned earlier.
When Vinyl saw you, she frowned and took a big swig from her cider bottle before setting it down on the bedside table so she could tuck herself into a fetal position on the bed, facing away from you.
You looked at Octavia who gave you the signal to go in which you followed without another second of hesitation.
When you neared the bed, you begin speaking in a comforting tone to at least try and ease the tension that Vinyl was showing towards you.
“Vinyl,” you start. “I heard about you not going to Fillydelphia from Octavia. I’m truly sorry if I influenced you to do that.”
“Why should you be sorry?” Vinyl asked quietly. “It seemed like a legit thing to do. Besides, it occurred to me that there could be others who come to the concert, but not truly enjoy it. So what’s the point?”
“Don’t talk that way. We both know you're a talented musician and performer. Please don’t let my mistake give you the wrong kind of idea about your work. Your talents make you special, and you shouldn't let the negativity to get from others demoralize you from your passion of music making. I pretty much made an example of myself already. Look, my main point is that if you don’t want to continue an official relationship with me, it’s okay. What I do ask is can we still be friends? That way we each have our own freedom to do whatever pleases us without hurting each other so badly. I’m pretty sure there’s a stallion out there somewhere for you who really likes dubstep music. Of course, make sure he treats you with respect. If he doesn’t, I’ll be there to help you fend him off because you deserve way better than what he has to offer. So Vinyl, what’s your decision? There is no right or wrong answer.”
Vinyl started to sit up so she could face you finally eye to eye. She looked like she was having a hard time deciding at first.
“Well I have to admit you hurt me very badly,” Vinyl said no longer angry, but still not happy. “You can already see how I’ve coped so far.”
She gestured around her messy room, and filthy appearance.
“I wish there was a way I could make the statement , I’m Sorry, sound more meaningful to you,” you say looking shameful.
“Oh no. Look, the truth is that I should’ve been the one who was sorry the entire time."
“Huh? What do you mean by that?” you ask.
“Back at the park, I should’ve heard you out when you said you had needs for your ears in the future and respected it. Instead, I acted like a total bitch and deliberately abandoned you in that rainstorm. What kind of marefriend am I for doing such a selfish thing?”
It’s then that Vinyl embraced you in a tight and apologetic embrace as she began weeping on your shoulder. Then she uttered, “You must really hate me.”
You were stunned a bit at first because you didn’t understand why she was redirecting blame on herself. It was regret obviously.
You smiled and returned the hug while talking soothingly near one of her ears that hung low expressing her sadness. You didn’t let the rotten stench she gave off faze you.
“There there, I don’t hate you at all for leaving me at the park. It gave me time to think about my own error and how I would try and make it right. If you didn’t, I would’ve learned nothing.”
“Do you really mean that?” Vinyl asked while breaking away a bit to wipe her eyes dry as she sniffled.
“Of course I do Vinyl. You know, I think we should both be sorry. No one deserves full fault. We each did something we’re not proud off, and that was hurting our friendship. The best thing to do now is to forgive each other and ourselves. If that makes any sense.”
Vinyl chuckled. Her light beginning to restore.
Seeing that her roommate was slowly becoming happy again, she smiled and walked away leaving you two in privacy.
“I believe it does,” she replied and looked at the flower bouquet on the bedside table. “Are those for me?”
You turned your attention to the bouquet and smiled.
“Yes of course those are for you. You do like flowers right?”
“Who wouldn’t?” Vinyl laughed. “They’re beautiful, and look rather tasty too if you don’t mind me saying that.”
“Hey if you're hungry, be my guest,” you laugh. “Enjoy!”
You then hand the bouquet to her.
“Thank you so much!” she exclaims and immediately begins grazing on the flowers.
You had to admit it was rather adorable watching her eat. She must’ve been starving by the looks of it. Surely Octavia would’ve given her meals, but who knew if she had much of an appetite during her depression. At least all the cider kept her hydrated though.
When she was done eating the entire bouquet, she let out a satisfied belch.
“That really hit the spot,” she said contently. “You really know how to make a mare like me happy.”
After a hellish four days of guilt and despair, hearing Vinyl say that brought you closure about if the relationship was still on. Sure she didn’t give a formal yes, but her facial language and voice made it clear that she still wanted to be with you.
“So that means we’re going to be okay?” you ask to rest your conscious.
Vinyl warmly smiled.
“Yes. We’re going to be fine. I may have been mad at you, but that didn’t mean I didn’t love you anymore. I’m still wearing my promise ring,” she replied holding it up. “I never removed it once.”
You smiled because you didn’t remove yours either. It seemed that both you and Vinyl had faith that a miracle might occur sometime in the future to help fix your damaged relationship.
Without a warning, you brought your face toward Vinyl’s and kissed her feverishly on the lips not minding the taste of alcohol in her mouth.
Vinyl let out a surprised muffled moan at first as her eyes widened, but she quickly closed them and returned the passion.
As the familiar heat of lust began heating up again, you guys ran fingers through each other’s hair and ticklish areas making both of your clothed bodies squirm and rub against one another.
A new scent emitted from Vinyl. What was it exactly? Her arousal of course.
Before you guys went any further, Vinyl said your name and told you to stop for a moment.
“What is it?” you ask curiously.
“I was thinking maybe we could take this to the shower. I’m in need of one as you can see already.”
You had to agree with her. It’s better to get clean before getting dirty again. Plus, the idea of making love in the shower sounded hot and made your member throb harder in your pants.
“Sounds wonderful to me,” you say with a wide grin.
You follow Vinyl into the apartment's bathroom which didn’t really look all that fancy, but had a white linoleum tiled floor and light blue walls. There was a small sink with a cupboard hanging above, and a light pink toilet.
Vinyl turned the knob on the bathtub faucet to start up the shower.
She put one of her hands under the running water until she got the right kind of temperature going. She then pulled the mechanism on top of the faucet which would switch all the water to the showerhead above. It was one of those two-in-one models that acted as a movable rinser to clean most parts of the body.
With the shower now ready to run, you could only watch as Vinyl shamelessly stripped down to only her undergarments which were her dark blue bra, and her black panties.
Your member was bulging and pulsating like crazy now. It felt like it could burst a hole in your pants at any moment exposing your erect meat.
Vinyl then turned and faced you with a seductive look. Then she spoke in the same sultry tone with a hint of tease.
“What? You thought you’d get the entire show immediately big boy? Don’t worry, you will. Why don’t you do yourself a favor and make yourself more comfortable by removing your own clothes, but keep your gift for me under wraps. I want to be surprised.”
Obliging with a deep blush on your cheeks, you stripdown to nothing but your underwear which was already displaying a good sized and throbbing lump which Vinyl looked at hungrily.
“Wow you're huge. I hope you’ll be able to fit inside me when we really get to it.”
This made you a bit nervous because you didn’t want Vinyl to get hurt during your first time because you heard somewhere that the first time is quite painful if the insertion is not taken with care.
“I hope so too babe,” you reply with a comforting smile.
“C’mon sweetheart. Let’s hop to it,” Vinyl says and reaches out her hand to yours. You don’t waste a second.
Once you take Vinyl’s hand, she pulls you under the cascading water with her.
You watch entranced as the water beautifully soaks her mane and tail, while the rest runs down her skin and dampens her undergarments.
The same thing happens to you, even through your crotch got a bit uncomfortable from the dampened clothing.
Vinyl then grabbed the shampoo and soap from the rack and presented it to you.
“How about you be a good boy and give this mare a good old wash. It’s really not that pleasurable if I have to do it myself. Plus, this is the way of really exploring my body on the outside,” Vinyl said keeping her voice sexy and silky.
“If that’s what you wish you naughty girl,” you reply affectionately.
You decide to use the shampoo first to wash out her mane.
Seeing your choice, Vinyl propped herself against the wall so you get a good angle. she didn’t half to worry about lowering herself because you were only a foot taller than she was.
You poured a good amount of shampoo into your hand before setting the bottle down and rubbing your hands together before beginning to gently working into her locks and scalp.
Vinyl closes her eyes as she hums and coos cutely at the feeling of having someone else’s fingers massaging her head besides her own.
“W-wow. You have some magical hands,” she compliments while taking a few heavy breaths. That meant she was getting a euphoric feelings just by your finger work.
“Thanks. Glad I could be of assistance,” you say soothingly.
When you were done getting the shampoo deep into her mane which was now a soapy mass, you took the flexible showerhead from its cradle and used it to rinse out all the soap to return her mane to a soaked sag which went over her eyes and hung to the sides of her head.
Vinyl then stood up fully and ran her fingers back through her mane to slick the hairs back from her face.
“That felt incredible,” Vinyl says with a suggestive look. “Now let’s turn it up a bit.”
With that, Vinyl reached back behind her to undo the buckles keeping her bra on.
Time seemed to slow down around you as Vinyl’s scrumptious white B-cup breasts were finally revealed! The light pink nipples were already standing at attention either from sexual excitement, or the pleasure of the water running over them. What made you squirm a bit was when Vinyl rubbed them with both of her hands.
“Boy that wet bra was starting to get uncomfortable. If I kept it on any longer, it could’ve chaffed. That would not be good at all,” she said.
Vinyl then took notice of your tranceful stare and playfully pouted.
“Well if you’re going to stare at my girls like that, I’m going to have to even the odds.” she said and placed her fingers on the waistband to your underpants.
She then steadily pulled your garments down until your privates were free to breathe.
You gasped a bit at the pleasure of your shaft being exposed to the air and water. Vinyl really liked the sight she saw.
“Oh my. You’re way more meatier than I imagined,” she cooed and gently ran her pointer finger along the top of your shaft to the tip of it.
Not prepared for her unexpected move, you accidently shoot a couple of small strands of cum onto her thigh.
Vinyl is surprised, but then gives a disappointed frown.
“Man I thought you’d have a lot more endurance than that,” she sighs.
Your flushed red with embarrassment now.
“I..I’m sorry V-Vinyl,” you stutter. “I-I wasn’t ready.”
“Well as punishment for cumming early, I’m afraid you have to give me a double scrub.”
You raised a brow in confusion.
“A double scrub? What’s that?” you ask.
“Easy, you wash my body and..” she pulled down her underpants to reveal her delectable marehood. “...this,” she announced. “You're going to get me off now just by cleansing me.”
She then grabbed two washcloths to give you an idea of how you were going to perform this--and you liked it!
You took both washcloths from her and took the soap. Then you applied a respectable amount of soap to each cloth and lathered it in before getting to work to please the horny and teasing mare.
You began to gently scrub Vinyl’s breasts with one hand while the other one began around her nether region.
You could easily tell you were already doing a good job because Vinyl had to grab onto a handle to keep herself standing up. The pleasure of having both of her privates fondled was coursing through her entire body making it hard for her to stand up on her own. Her approving moans encouraged you as well.
You then begin getting her entire torso and around her neck while beginning to slowly insert your fingers into her marehood which made Vinyl squirm even more while biting her lip to prevent louder moans from escaping her mouth.
“You don’t have to hold back. I want you to moan for me,” you say tenderly. You wanted to join in on her teasing game.
Vinyl playfully shook her head from side to side refusing to heed your request.
“Oh well. Then I guess I have to force it out of you.”
You then proceed to dig your neither hand a bit deeper into Vinyl’s vagina while running over her clit ever so often in an unpredictable pattern. With the other hand, you firmly rub her ass while giving random spanks.
As a bonus, you nibbled on the edge of one of her ears before moving down to her neck and sucking on it. You switched on random intervals. You also teasingly rubbed your member against her lower stomach.
Doing this process, you were successful at making Vinyl release her intense screams of pleasure. Not only that, she climaxed right onto your hand which was fondling her pussy.
“Ohhhh, f-fuck!!” she exclaimed as her marecum erupted.
“Whoa! That orgasm of yours was more intense then mine,” you say rather impressed.
“No s-shit...S-Sherlock,” Vinyl uttered as she tried to ease her breathing. Perhaps you got a little carried away with getting her off.
When Vinyl finally caught her breath and regained the ability to stand up on her own again, she turned off the water and stepped out to get a towel for her and you to dry off. She then turned to you still looking rambunctious.
“Are you ready for a bed round?” she asks.
“Hey I’m ready if you’re ready. Do you have any condoms through? Because I don’t have any of my own. The reason is because I don’t want to get you pregnant,” you reply.
“Oh you don’t have to worry about that hun. Our chromosomes are not the same as your species. In short, you can’t get me pregnant at all,” Vinyl explains.
You breath a sigh of relief. Plus protected sex isn’t as pleasurable as unprotected.
When you and Vinyl exit the bathroom, you both quickly head to her bedroom before being spotted by Octavia if she happened to be nearby.
Once you’re both inside the bedroom, Vinyl quickly shuts and locks the door to prevent any unwanted walk-ins.
Once secure, you and Vinyl make yourselfs comfortable on the bed and prepare for another lust-filled ride.
“Ready?” you ask Vinyl.
“Ready,” she replies with a wink.
You two first start making out intensely with Vinyl submitting and you dominating because Vinyl’s head falls back onto her pillow while you gently push her back.
Like before but reversing the roles, you knock your tongue against Vinyl’s teeth requesting access to the depths of her warm and waiting mouth.
Vinyl doesn’t hesitate to let you in and the prench kissing commences. Of course the world where you come from, the proper word is french.
You guys then begin to rub your fully naked bodies together as you get more into your heat of passion. This is followed by running fingers through each other’s hair, and kissing and nibbling at necks.
Since you have dominance for now, you have access to grope Vinyl’s breasts and kiss her stomach. Every once in a while, you teasingly flick your tongue over her clit making her shiver and gasp with pleasure.
You wanted her to beg. It wasn’t long however before you got your wish.
“Please. I want you inside me now!” she pleaded.
You quickly obliged by using one of your hands to help guide your dick into the proper place of her waiting and dripping marehood.
When the tip of the head entered, you and Vinyl let out a gasp of sudden and intense pleasure. You took care by gently and slowly inserting your member deeper and deeper into her.
Since this was her first time having sex, her hymen would be broken. It would hurt, so you made sure to take it nice and easy.
When you were finally balls deep inside her, you held this position for a bit so her vaginal walls could properly clamp around your member, keeping it in place.
You then gently began to rock your hips back and forth to make your member slide in and out of her hot pussy which was steadily becoming more moist and slick because her juices were acting as a lubrication so you would be able to thrust in and out more easily .
You and Vinyl were leading out steady breaths and moans as she became acquainted with your rhythm of passion and thrusted into you when you came down, and retreated out when you went up.
You took care as to not accidentally slip out of her which would ruin the moment and make her unhappy because she no longer had your hard and throbbing dick mercilessly stretching her walls and penetrating her vagina.
As you kept your pace, you kissed and nibbled Vinyl in all of her sensitive areas while eagerly groping and flicking a nipple on one of her breasts making her moan louder while her body was writhing uncontrollably from euphoric shocks. She also used her tail to tickle your balls making you emit the same level of loud moans.
“C-can I be on t-top now?” she uttered between pleasured breaths.
You nodded and allowed her to get on top of you without breaking your connected sexes.
When Vinyl was securely propped on top of you, she began to steadily move her hips in a circular motion while thrusting up and down on your member. She kept herself steady and balanced by placing both of her hands on your chest.
With this kind of technique, you had to be a hundred percent submissive and let her do all the work to prevent injury.
“Oh..V-Vinyl. That f-feels so..g-good,” you moan breathlessly with your eyes closed.
“I’m just getting started,” she states with a lustful smile and begins to steadily pick up speed. She even changed her hip direction at random times.
Vinyl’s pussy seemed to grow more hotter, tighter, and wetter on your dick as she kept humping you faster and faster. It would only be a matter of time before either one of you reached your second orgasim.
After amount several more moments of performing her submission, she unexpectedly pulled out making both of you emit a sad moan from not having your privates feel the warmth and comfort of the other sex. In a way it was kind of good because you both felt your orgasims come quickly.
“What’s wrong?” you ask curiously as to why Vinyl stopped.
“I don’t want to finish off this way,” she replied.
“Then how?”
“I want you to mount me like a stallion would, and rut me senseless. That’s how I want this to end,” she explained.
You immediately understood what she was getting at.
You allowed Vinyl to get on her hands and knees with her back arched to present her flank to you with her already dripping wet and musky marehood. She had her tail sticking straight up so you pretty much got a clear view of everything.
When you got your member properly lined up with her vagina, you asked if she was ready.
“Yes. C’mon and fuck me as hard as you can!” she enthusiastically replied.
Granting her wish, you mercilessly stabbed your cock into her marehood making her practically scream in pleasurable pain. You let out a hard grunt as well.
It’s from there on that you were humping Vinyl really hard in a doggy style; or any sort of creature that mated that way.
You had your hands placed on both of her sides to keep her and yourself balanced as the loud sounds of moaning and skin slapping filled the room. It was practically loud enough to draw attention of the neighbors.
Vinyl’s breasts rapidly rocked back and forth beneath her smacking her chest from the gravity and speed, while your testicles slapped against her stomach with a very audible *smack* increasing the euphoria and burning sensation from this region.
“OH YES!! THAT’S THE STUFF!!” Vinyl shrieked. “KEEP IT UP! I’M GETTING CLOSE!”
Her screams turned you on even more which made you pound her completely mindlessly.
Your eyes were shut tight as you gritted your teeth while Vinyl’s eyes were rolled back into her head with her tongue lolling out from her mouth practically drooling.
After a few more moments, Vinyl reached her peak.
“OHHHHH!!” she screamed as an intense amount of cum erupted from her marehood and onto your member and stomach.
Her orgasim triggered yours.
“I LOVE YOU VINYL!!” you scream as your member spasms and shoots very thick and long strands of cum into her pussy to mix with her own juice.
When both of your orgasims finally die down, you both collapse next to each other on the bed to try and catch your breaths.
When you finally manage to regain a steady breathing pace, to turn to Vinyl to see how she’s doing.
Apparently she has fallen into a deep sleep with a smile on her face. It was kind of a shame because you wanted to ask her how she would make up for her concert in Fillydelphia, and that you were willing to lose your hearing just for her--but you thought it would be best just to wait until she was awake.
You could only smile and tuck her and yourself in as you snuggled together for a romantic afternoon nap. That extreme sex really took a lot of energy out of both of you after all.
You were glad that Vinyl still loved you, and you vowed to never keep secrets from her ever again in fear of losing her forever. One fear that ran through both of your heads through was how Octavia would deal with the nosy neighbors that probably caught the sounds of you and Vinyl making love?
Oh well. Surely they would understand that make-up sex would probably be the loudest compared to regular.
Was that even a true fact though?
