Pinkie Pie's Key Party

Rarity closed the door behind her and locked it with the key. Holding the key and the box, she stepped out onto the landing above the staircase that led to the basement.

“Are we partners?” Fluttershy asked hesitantly, her yellow wings closed tight against her body. “We didn’t draw straws.”

“Yes, we are,” Rarity assured her. She led the way down the stairs, her elaborate dress brushing the edge of each step. “Soon we’ll get to know each other much more intimately.”

Rarity and Fluttershy descended the stairs to the basement.

Despite having no windows, the room was lit with the pleasant warm glow of magically enchanted torches on the walls. This space was typically used by Twilight to analyze and experiment on anything interesting she could find, featuring several machines with countless lights and switches that were presently dormant. Near the machines was a set of hanging folder drawers, labeled with project names like “Pinkie Sense” and “Talent-enhancing Potion”. Across from the staircase was a clean wooden desk with several drawers. Beside it were four maroon tasseled pillows and a stack of books, no doubt left over from an evening of research.

Rarity placed the box and key on the desk and turned to Fluttershy. The unicorn tilted her head up, as if inspecting the pony before her. The pegasus in turn drooped her head down.

“I already know you very well, what with our trips to the spa and all.” Fluttershy suggested nervously, glancing around the room. “So that means we don’t need to be too competitive, right?”

Rarity chuckled. "Don't worry about a thing. I'll tell you exactly what to do and I'm sure you'll perform admirably."

“Okay,” came the timid reply.

“Turn around slowly so I can see all of you.”

“What? Why?”

“Because we’re supposed to explore each other’s bodies, remember?”

“Oh, right!” Fluttershy carefully turned around, trying her best to impress Rarity, though she had no idea how. She awkwardly stepped around in a circle, leading with her head ever so slightly. She wondered if Rarity would approve of her.

The unicorn examined her every move, from the way her neck stretched to the flow of her hair. She had never taken the time to appreciate all of what her friend had to offer visually, and she liked what she saw. Fluttershy was not exactly majestic, as nervous as she was, but her genuine display of feeling was refreshing.

Rarity was accustomed to using her air of elegance to mask her true self. Her raised eyebrow, cocked head, and dominant stance were all an act to hide her insecurities. Though this may not have been her first key party, it was her first time with a mare. She contemplated what that would be like. Would she enjoy it?

Fluttershy finished her rotation and faced Rarity once again.

“Very good,” the seamstress nodded approvingly. “Now lie on your back, please. I’d like to see what you look like underneath.”

Obediently, Fluttershy knelt onto her side and rolled over onto her back. Her beautiful pink mane flowed gently on the ground and her tail pooled delicately below her.

“Is this what exploring each other’s body is like?” she asked, looking up at her.

Rarity nodded. She thought back to her night with Fancy Pants the previous year. She remembered turning around for him, getting on her back for him, and doing everything he asked. What confidence! What tenderness! Each command followed without question. No thought, no fear, just bliss. She hoped she could give her friend that feeling too.

“Yes it is. You’re doing very well, Fluttershy.” Rarity smiled. “Now let me see your wings.”

Fluttershy’s folded wings were practically glued to her sides from her tension, but with a deep breath, she was able to relax enough to open them. Her wings spread slowly across the floor, her soft feathers gently brushing against the ground.

Rarity’s dark blue eyes widened as she stared. She allowed herself to see the pegasus’s natural beauty beyond their friendship or even her own identity as a mare. The image of her gorgeous mane, kempt fur, and spectacular wings filled Rarity with an uplifting energy, making her tingle all over. She always had an inkling about what stallions saw in mares, but it wasn’t until now that she fully understood the awesome power that such beauty could wield.

Lust began to creep into her mind. Looking was nice, but a part of her wanted more. It wanted to take her body; to own it, and make it hers. She wanted to claim her body with touch and bask in its sensation. She wanted to smell it, taste it, and envelop herself in its magnificence.

“Am I doing it right?” Fluttershy asked, breaking her train of thought.

She shook herself back to sense. Before her was her friend once again, hooves crossed tightly over her chest and cheeks rouged. Her yellow wings were contracting back to her shoulders from anxiety. She was scared, embarrassed, and even shaking a little. It was the last thing the generous pony wanted.

“You’re doing wonderfully!” she reassured her. “I was once in your position. Timid, worried about performing.” She smiled widely. “You can’t get it wrong; I’ll take care of you. Don’t worry so much. Just relax.”

“Don’t worry, relax,” Fluttershy echoed, taking a deep breath. Rarity was one of her closest friends and knew her better than anypony. Their numerous adventures together, the friends they’d made, and the countless trips to the spa were all evidence that she could trust her through thick and thin.

She felt much like one of the critters she cared for. They looked to her for guidance, security, and approval, and that was exactly what she needed from Rarity now.

“Um, Rarity?” Fluttershy asked nervously. “I was wondering, if it’s not too much trouble, if I could ask you to pet me?”

“Pet you?” Rarity repeated, surprised.

“Well, when the animals I care for feel nervous, they feel better when I pet them, and I think I would feel a lot better if you pet me.”

“Of course!” Rarity, not wanting to wrinkle her outfit, levitated it off and laid it neatly over the desk. She then lay down next to Fluttershy, gently rolling the pegasus over onto her shoulder. With her free hoof, she tenderly stroked her pink hair.

For the first time that evening, Fluttershy relaxed. Her shoulders loosened, her breathing slowed, and her heart calmed. She finally stopped worrying about performing and started enjoying the experience. Between Rarity’s soft fur against her face, the comforting cuddle, and years of friendship, she felt she could trust her with anything.

Rarity looked down at the both cute and beautiful Fluttershy. Her mind was a mixture of tenderness and desire. On one hoof, she wanted very much to continue to relax with her friend with pets, cuddles, and hugs. On the other hoof, she wanted lay claim to the beautiful creature before her, making sure every aspect of her knew who she belonged to… at least for the night.

But in the back of her mind she felt it was all inappropriate. They were just friends. Even talking to Fluttershy about her desires might make things awkward, not just for this night but for every other night too.

“Oh my little pony,” she sighed. “What am I going to do with you?”

Fluttershy looked up at her with big teal eyes. “Aren’t you supposed to explore my body?”

“I am, but…” Rarity hesitated, “I don’t want to do anything that could hurt you or our friendship.”

Fluttershy contemplated this. She understood now what getting intimate with each other’s bodies meant and what that could mean for them. It was going to be a new and intense experience and could easily ignite emotions in either one of them, but somehow she knew it would be alright.

“I trust you, Rarity. I’m willing to do anything with you.”

“Really?” Her friend blinked, both excited and surprised. “I didn’t know you were interested in mares.”

“Oh, I’m not. Or at least, I don’t think I am.” She pressed her soft yellow lips together in thought for a moment and her wings flicked outward in mild surprise.

“Though lots of animals have same-sex relations, usually for bonding or self discovery, but sometimes for permanent relationships.” She looked deeply into Rarity’s blue eyes. “I would like to bond with you tonight.”

Rarity’s white cheeks reddened and she looked away. Fluttershy buried her face in her shoulder.

Rarity sat in thought, continuing to pet her friend while she nuzzled into her. Was she really willing to do anything with her? Would she be willing to sate her desire to possess her?

A fantasy played out in her mind. Rarity would have dressed for the occasion with two thigh-high black boots and matching body harness. She’d have a symbol of ownership for Fluttershy to wear, a collar, or maybe even a full bit and bridle. The pegasus would be proud about being owned. “I’m yours, Miss Rarity!”

But then the unicorn would have to test her. Fluttershy’s front legs would be tied behind her back with her wings bound to her body. She’d hold a stick… no, a paddle, and slap it across her exposed bottom. Fluttershy would probably scream. She’d hit her over and over again until she was nothing but a shaking mess. Then, her bonds would come off, and they would lie down again. She’d kiss her tears away and hold her tight. She’d have passed the test and would truly feel she owned every last bit of her.

It was preposterous! Fluttershy probably wanted to have a soft cuddly evening with cutesy wootsy moments of tickles and surprises of unexplored sensation. There was no way she would go along with her fantasy!

Besides, she wasn’t even dressed properly, and she certainly didn’t have the equipment. The room had no collars, ropes, or sticks. The machines didn’t seem to have anything useful about them, and she would never be so bold as to search through Twilight’s drawers.

Her eyes wandered to Pinkie Pie’s box, sitting idly on top of the desk. Rarity shook her head. It was far too small to have rope and a paddle. But the question of its contents piqued her curiosity.

“Fluttershy, dear, would you like to see what’s in the box?”

Fluttershy looked up with bright eyes. “Okay.”

Both ponies stood up and walked to the desk. The box was small, maybe big enough to hold a pair of shoes. Knowing Pinkie, it was as likely to have cupcakes as it was to have anything useful.

Rarity opened the box with its magic. Inside, there was a magenta jelly dildo and a black blindfold with two ribbons for straps.

Both ponies looked at the contents, then at each other, then back at the contents.

“Are you sure you’d be willing to do anything with me?” Rarity asked with a sideways glance.

Fluttershy nodded, looking back at her. “We’ll be friends, no matter what.”

Rarity grinned delightfully. Maybe she couldn’t play out her entire fantasy, but she could improvise. Levitating the box with her, she skipped over to where the pillows were. “Come over here, my pretty pegasus.”

Fluttershy walked over and stood in the middle of all the pillows. She was nervous again but also excited. She braced herself for whatever Rarity had in store for her.

Rarity took the blindfold out and tied it around Fluttershy’s head, being careful not to disturb her mane. She then paced around her, inspecting her again. Rarity came to a stop behind her, gazing lovingly at her pink tail.

Fluttershy was quivering with anticipation. She had an inkling of what would happen and dutifully awaited whatever sensation Rarity wished upon her.

The unicorn revelled in the moment. She felt powerful and in control of the pony before her. She knew that she’d have to act, but in this moment she felt elated. She looked at the magenta dildo, and then back at the yellow rump. Then she looked at her own front hoof. A mischievous grin crept across her face.

She raised her hoof back slowly and brought it quickly against Fluttershy’s delicate backside.

Fluttershy shifted forward from the surprise, but it didn’t hurt. “Ooh, are you going to spank me?” she asked in a soft voice.

“Yes I am.” Rarity confirmed. “Do you want it?”

Fluttershy widened her stance, spread her wings wide, and braced herself. “Yes!”

The unicorn smiled and swung with her hoof again, more force this time and with an audible smack. “Is that good, or do you want more?”

“More!” she replied joyfully.

Rarity continued in this manner, increasing the force after each swing. This wasn’t the only time she had hit another pony in this way. Some friends in Manehattan had introduced her to this kind of stimulation, and it had come in handy during her night with Fancy Pants too. She was glad to be able to use that knowledge again tonight.

Another smack. “More, please!” Fluttershy cooed.

A look of concern crossed Rarity’s face. That last hit was pretty hard, and few ponies would still be asking for more. Would this next one actually hurt her friend, or worse yet, their friendship? She brought her hoof back and threw it forward again, this time putting her shoulder into it.

It hit hard with a thud, causing Fluttershy to shift forward and gasp.

“Are you alright?” Rarity asked, with sudden fear that she’d gone too far.

“I’m great,” she replied, smiling beneath her blindfold. “It makes me think of when I play with Harry.”

“Harry?” An eyebrow raised on Rarity’s face. “Who is Harry?”

“He’s one of my friends. He likes to play wrestling, but his friends aren’t willing to do that with him, so I do sometimes.”

“How kind of you.” Rarity scrunched her lips in thought. “I don’t think I’ve ever met him before.”

“I don’t think you have. He’s a bear.”

Rarity’s face went deadpan. “Oh, that would explain that then.”

They both stood still for a moment.

“More, please!”

Rarity chuckled. Fluttershy was enjoying herself and it was clear she wouldn’t be hurt by anything she could do. Stepping directly behind her yellow friend, she went to town with jabs and punches. Fluttershy made sounds and shifted with the force, but the pain didn’t bother her at all.

She knew that every creature expressed themselves in different ways, and Rarity was being vulnerable to express herself in this way. This wonderful sensation was a gift from her friend and she gladly receiving it. The strikes were painful, but beyond that was a sense of bonding. Each hit was filled with trust and stung with love. The emotions brought a sense of comfort and she couldn’t help but enjoy exciting movement they caused in her body. Fluttershy squealed delightfully.

Rarity picked up the pace, striking faster and harder. Each hit would be followed by a yelp and then a quiet request for more. The unicorn broke a sweat and started putting all of her force behind each punch. Fluttershy’s yelps became louder, but she didn’t step forward or even lose her balance. Wiping the sweat from her brow, she tried her hardest, fastest strikes. A left jab. A right jab. Finally, she turned around, planted her front hooves into the ground, and bucked with all her might.

“More!”

Rarity was panting hard. She was ecstatic that she was able to engage in such rough play, but she knew the beastmaster could not be broken.

“You’re taking everything I can throw at you.”

“Oh, are you finished?” Fluttershy asked her unseen friend. The question was asked genuinely but came off as taunting.

Rarity grimaced. She was physically tired of hitting her, but still wanted that sense of ownership. She glanced back to the box with the colorful toy in it. “I’m not done just yet.”

She took the dildo from the box and looked back at her handy work. Fluttershy stood with her tail raised, showing off her yellow rump that was now marked with bright and deep reds. Below that wonderful sight was another remarkable image of beauty. Her timid, lovely marehood was completely exposed, wet from the stimulation and excitement of the evening.

Rarity weighed the benefits between using her magic and her own hooves to operate the phallus. Magic had the benefit of being less messy and giving space to step back and watch. Doing it manually, however, would give her more contact with the beautiful mare, and would be far more intimate and personal.

After contemplating for a moment, she decided her close friend deserved close contact. Rarity gently inserted the pink dildo into the eager Fluttershy. This elicited a moan from her partner, whose stance wavered for a moment.

“You like that?” Rarity asked coyly.

“Mmm hmm” Fluttershy nodded.

She backed out the toy and moistened her partner’s sensitive, swollen clitorus by sliding along it. Fluttershy gasped at the intimate sensation, her lack of vision enhancing the feeling.

Rarity reinserted the dildo and started pushing it in and out, making the yellow pony feel stuffed with pleasure. Reaching with her other hoof, she added to the sensation by massaging her clitoral hood in small circles.

After all the harsh intensity of the hits, this soft touch was very welcome and sent waves of relaxing energy through Fluttershy. Her legs shook as she fought to keep them rigid. Her mouth was open to scream, but she could only manage a few moans.

Rarity loved it. She was putty in her hooves and could easily make her beg, but she felt like Fluttershy’s pain tolerance deserved to be rewarded with some dignity. She started thrusting harder, trying to maintain consistent movement, and traced figure-eights around her clitorus with her hoof.

Under the blindfold, Fluttershy closed her eyes tight. She gave up on trying to stand as her legs buckled, dropping to her knees and resting her body on the ground. Rarity lowered her hooves with her, keeping the pace and stimulation as best she could.

“I’m going to… I’m going to…” Fluttershy panted.

Rarity moved faster, pushing her over the edge. Fluttershy surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure her friend bestowed onto her. She let herself absorb the sensation before the final rush, enjoying every interminable second of it. The climax came, and she cried out in a high-pitched but soft scream.

It was music to Rarity’s ears. She felt like she was playing Fluttershy like a beautiful instrument of passion, and the perfect blend of cute and sexy sound that emanated from her was better than any other concert she’d ever attended.

Rarity’s hooves slowed to a stop. She pulled out the toy and set it aside, and then lay on her side next to Fluttershy. She silently pet her long pink hair, which was slightly frazzled from the activity, waiting for her to catch her breath.

After a moment of heavy breathing, Fluttershy broke into a smile and lifted the blindfold off her head.

Maybe it was the faint pain in her backside, the gentle relaxation that spread through her body, or the intimacy of the whole act, but Fluttershy thought Rarity’s beautiful smile and perfectly curled hair sparkled in the light.

And beyond her good looks, Fluttershy could also see into the wonderful heart of the fabulous young mare. She could see the insecurities Rarity was hiding so she could be dominant that evening, as well as the lingering tension of her sexual excitement.

“Thank you,” she said graciously, “that was very generous of you.”

“It was my pleasure,” Rarity said matter-of-factly. “Consider it a gift from me to you.”

“Are you sure you don’t need anything?”

“I’m fine dear. I am happy when my friends are happy.”

Fluttershy smiled knowingly. “But it wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t get to explore your body too.”

“Ha ha, well…” Rarity laughed nervously, “I can’t take a lot of pain.”

The pegasus shook her head. “I liked the way you explored my body, but I want to explore yours in my own way.” She began rubbing her head into Rarity’s chest, resting a hoof on her too.

“Alright,” Rarity hesitated. “Go ahead.”

Rarity had done so much for Fluttershy that evening, becoming her partner, relaxing her mind, and navigating the difficult terrain between bonding and intimacy. Fluttershy wanted to thank her for her guidance and experience her body with all of her senses.

Fluttershy caressed the unicorn’s sensitive underside her nose and mouth, sweeping her hair across her chest.

Rarity relaxed under the warm, gentle sensation. She found herself rolling onto her back as her partner started moving down on her body, nuzzling, petting, and brushing every inch of fur along the way. Rarity grew excited as the movements travelled closer and closer to her erogenous regions.

When Fluttershy got there, she pressed her face up against her most sensitive areas. Her tongue snuck a lick of the unicorn’s rich flavor. It tasted good! It wasn’t sweet like a cupcake, nor was it tart like a berry. It had a salty, savory flavor that enchanted her. She began to lick repeatedly, deeper, and in varying places.

Rarity loved it. Just minutes ago, she was terrified at how her friend would have judged her fantasies, and now she not only accepted them but was now engaging with her in a most magnificent way. Her touch was soft and warm, and very much pleasant.

There was one thing, however, that needed adjustment. Fluttershy’s in-depth exploration with her tongue was exceptionally teasing, with no happy ending in sight. Rarity was reluctant to say anything, as she didn’t want it to stop, but as time went on, she felt more and more desperation. She began to sweat and pant with desire.

Finally she spoke. “Dear?” she asked gently, “would you mind moving a teensy bit up?”

“Hmhmm,” Fluttershy responded and obeyed, shifting her attention to Rarity’s most sensitive spot.

The fulfillment of desire converted all that built up tension into pure ecstasy. Pleasure started pouring through her body, originating from where Fluttershy was touching her, and flowed down each leg, making her shake.

“Oh sweet Celestia!” she cried out.

The feeling flooded every sense; her open mouth felt dry, her nose smelled their mutual sexy scents, and even her vision blurred. As her friend continued, the feeling began building up pressure and she felt like she was going to explode. She placed her hooves on the sides of her head and she screamed loudly in the basement as she came.

Fluttershy continued licking, but was suddenly thrust off by Rarity’s forehooves as she became far too sensitive to endure it any longer. She fell back and revelled in the good feelings that coursed through her body.

Fluttershy she crawled up next to her, her expedition complete. “Did you enjoy that?” she asked.

Her friend wiped away a drop of drool that had escaped her mouth. “Immensely.”

“Good.” The pegasus yawned and rubbed herself against Rarity’s chest again. “Are we still friends?”

Rarity yawned too and smiled, revelling in the understanding of their intimacy. “Of course we’re still friends, Fluttershy.”

She then wrapped her hooves around her and they both fell fast asleep.