"Have a wonderful weekend everypony!" Cheerilee called as the herd of children ran out of the classroom. The teacher stood at the school door, smiling, as numerous parents waited to pick up their young foals from the afternoon class.
One foal in particular was enthusiasticly running towards a grey pegasus, a piece of paper held in her mouth that fluttered on the breeze. "Mommy, look what I made today!"
Derpy beamed as she saw what her daughter had made. It was a crayon drawing of her, Sparkler, and Dinky herself enjoying muffins.
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"Hey Sparkler, can you come in here for a second?" Derpy called from the kitchen, washing up the few dishes that they got dirty with dinner.
Sparkler left Dinky doodling on the floor and went into the next room. "What is it mom?"
"I need you to watch Dinky tonight. The post got a package that needs to be delivered to Canterlot ASAP. Do you think you can handle her yourself this time, or should I ask Fluttershy again?"
"I think I can handle it this time. Trust me."
"Aww, my little muffin is growing up." she tousled her daughter's mane, causing her to giggle. "I have to get going now to make the route on time."
"Here, let me help." Sparkler's horn glowed and the mail bags floated over from their spot by the door and settled themselves on the pagasus' back. Derpy gave a smile of thanks, then poked her head intovthe living room.
"Dinky?" she asked, drawing the purple unicorn's attention, "I have to go for a bit. Be a good filly and listen to Sparkler while I'm gone."
"Okay Mommy!" Dinky put her crayon on the ground and ran over to her mother, throwing her short little hooves around her in a hug, causing Derpy to smile.
"Thanks muffin."
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(Sparkler's POV)
I slowly shut the door to Dinky's room, leaving the snoozing filly to a good night's sleep. It was the first time Mom let me watch her at the house alone and it was easier than I thought it would be. Not long after Mom left on the mail route, my sister started getting tired.
I looked at the clock mounted on the wall. It was only a bit past 9 PM, early for a teenager like me. "Excellent" I thought. Stopping in Mom's room to grab a small box under her bed, I went into my own room and shut the door. I set the box to the side, ready to be used later.
I flopped down on my comfy old bed, back first. I took a moment to stretch out before turning my attention to what I was looking forward to.
"Hello beautiful" I whispered, gazing down at a specific spot below my waist.
I saw my soft pink lips shimmering slightly with wetness. I was already aroused, knowing what would come that night.
I reached a hoof down softly rubbing my slit, letting out a satisfied breath. I kept my hoof light, making small circles to get me more aroused.
After a few minutes of gentle teasing, I stopped and lifted my hoof up to my mouth. Reaching out my toungue, I licked a tiny bit of my juices off my hoof. I closed my eyes and smiled, relishing the sweet flavor. The chocolate muffins from earlier must have made it taste it better than usual I thought.
Bringing my hoof closer to my mouth and licked my hoof clean. I pulled it away, seeing a small strand of saliva connecting it with my mouth. I giggled slightly at the sight before returning my hoof to ease the pleasurable burning between my legs.
Slick with my saliva and my increased arousal, I moved my hoof faster and occassionally dipped it into my folds, causing me to give a small gasp in pleasure every time. I periodically brought my hoof back up to my mouth, enjoying the flavor of my own juices.
My pleasure built, but I stopped before it got too intense. Taking a breath, I slipped my hoof into my folds. I couldn't help myself, I let out a small moan at getting even a small part of me filled with something substantial. I inserted my hoof even farther. Occasionally I would brush my clit, causing my legs to jolt slightly in pleasure while causing a small moan to escape my mouth. I sped up faster and faster until with a rather audible moan, I orgasmed. My juices covered the hoof still down there, though much of it spilled on to the blanket I was laying on.
Pausing for a moment, I turned on my side and levitated the box I grabbed earlier over to me. I pulled off the lid, discarding it to one side of the room. I pulled out its contents with my magic, grinning widely as I did so. Levitating in front of my face was a small, black, bullet-shaped object. I had grabbed it from Mom's room. I coated it in the product of my orgasm making sure that it was bice and slick. Then, leaning back slightly, I put it into my tailhole. The juices let it slide in easily, but it was the first time anything had entered it and I paused, letting the pain subside as my rectal walls slowly widened to accomodate the intruder. Grabbing the second object out of the box, a small remote, I tossed the box over with its lid.
"Now the party's really getting started," I said, clicking the switch to the low option as I did so. I never had a chance to use Mom's toys before and the pleasure that resulted was mind-blowing. I moaned loudly in pleasure. In it's euphoric state, my brain failed to register that the soft snoring coming from down the hall had stopped.
I used the hoof that was still dry to gently massage my clit while I softly suckled on the other, enjoying the aftertaste my juices left. The vibrator slowly massaged my inner wall, giving me a sensation that was vastly pleasurable, yet totally alien. I flicked the vibrator up to the medium speed and another wave of pleasure washed over me. Abandoning it's ministrations, my hoof dove in to my pink folds. The pressure on my walls at the same time was too much for me. I flicked the vibrator up to high and came seconds later. A wave of euphoric bliss washed over my body as I loudly moaned, all thought lost in the warmth radiating from between my legs.
I laid on my bed in bliss, nearly passing out from the sheer pleasure of orgasm. I was content to lie there, bathing in the afterglow, when I heard a squeak. A door hinge squeak.
I whipped my head up, looking on as the door slowly swung open to reveal none other than my bleary-eyed sister.
Well that can ruin the mood.