Playing With Flames
By Cyclone
It was the middle of the night in the magical land of Equestria. The stars were out, and so was the bright moon which lingered over the land, engulfing it inside of its beautiful moonlight glow. The stars shimmered and twinkled in the sky, while the few clouds which were in the sky just drifted along slowly as a soft breeze calmly washed over. There were no ponies, no wild life at all… It all just seemed silent…
Two Pegasi were flying together in the sky high above the ground, and playfully chasing each other. Their laughs echoed out, as their cheers of happiness and playfulness. Fortunately however, they were too high up for them to be heard from anyone on the ground or in Cloudsdale, in fact, they lingered around outside of any nearby villages or cities. They both wore Wonderbolt outfits which hugged their skin, the wings on their back poking through the wing holes on the back. They didn’t have any goggles, nor did they have their masks pulled over their faces.
One was a golden mare, with fiery orange hair styled in a way which was meant to look like fire, and it was the same for her tail. Her hair and tale had a fiery golden wave through them, and her medium sized breasts pressed against leathery surface of her own Wonderbolt outfit. She had dark orange eyes which sparkled and reflected on the moonlight.
The stallion that chased after her playfully had emerald green eyes, and a dark blue mane which had been styled as if he had been flying against the wind for hours on end and his body was a pale cornflower blue. He had a wide grin on his face as he chased her, looping and trying to reach for her leg, but always seem to trail by inches.
“Almost there, captain!” he blurted, twitching his fingers to try and reach her. She just giggled, and playfully kicked at him, not actually hitting him.
“Right you are, Soarin’,” she giggled, flying upwards and twirling. Soarin’ followed her up, trying to catch her, but still somewhat unsuccessful.
The chasing went on for a few minutes, Soarin’ unable to catch up with his captain. As the chasing carried on, the young golden mare began to grow tired as she flew higher and higher to the point where they could see the horizon perfectly. She stopped, and Soarin’ soon flew up and tackled her onto a cloud, landing on top of her, holding her arms down and looking down at her with a look which displayed achievement. He had a grin on his face. She panted softly, and grinned back.
“At ease, Soarin’,” she sat up, Soarin’ easily letting go of her as he sat back on the cloud, and leaned up against a large chunk which supplied a back rest. “Tonight’s been fun, y’know that?”
“I’m glad it has, boss,” Soarin’ commented happily, chuckling to himself and staring out into the horizon, his captain doing the same. A soft giggle was soon heard from her.
“You don’t have to call me your boss when we aren’t working, you know,” she responded, moving closer to him before moving over and sitting next to him with a smile on her face.
“Okay... Spitfire,” Soarin’ held her hand gently, looking at her with a small smile on his face, and a blush which slowly developed on his cheeks. He looked into her eyes, before pulling her in for a warm kiss. A warm, loving kiss. The kiss lasted a good few seconds, before Soarin’ sat back into the soft, fluffy cloud and held his lover in his arms gently.
“What’s the matter with you?” Spitfire joked, glancing back to him with a sly smile. “You’re clingy tonight, is there a reason for that at all?” Soarin’s face soon flooded with blush, as he cowered back slightly and loosened his grip on her waist.
“N-nothing!” Soarin’ quickly denied quietly, using his fingers to dance around her belly by making small swirl patterns on it. She giggled softly as he ran his fingers around her belly, and up to the chest, to the breast and running his fingers through the small gap between both B cup breasts.
“S-stop that! Spitfire giggled, playfully hitting her team-mate in the face, but Soarin’ continued, using his other hand to go back to her belly while the other one touched and massaged her breasts before proceeding up her neck and around the back of it.
“You want me to stop, huh?” Soarin’ moved closer, keeping the same motion on her belly with the other hand, and using his fingers to draw along the back of her neck, making her giggle and laugh as she tried to shake him off of her but failed miserably in doing so.
“Y-yes!” Spitfire begged. “Please, you’re tickling me, bwaha!!”
Soarin’ saw this as a sign of weakness. When she was on her back completely, he quickly mounted himself on top of her, sitting on her with both legs either side as the cute golden mare looked up at him as he tickled and played with her. Removing the hand from her neck, he used both hands to tickle her sides with his fingers, Spitfire now struggling uncontrollably underneath him, arching her back and squirming, trying to shake him off to stop, but nothing at all worked. Nothing.
Slowly stopping, Spitfire’s laughs of joy began to slow down as her eyes focused on the handsome buck’s eyes that stared down at her. Soarin’ began to lower herself on her, Spitfire’s cheeks exploding with a red hot blush which spread across her cheeks like wildfire. Spitfire stared into his eyes, as one of his hands held her arm down on the cloud, and the other holding her arm by her side. Her eyes looked away slightly, her blush still active as ever.
“Hey… What’s the matter?” Soarin’ said with a more seductive tone to his voice, his muzzle practically inches away from hers. In soft, sexy whispers, he carried on. “Look at me… please… I want to see them beautiful eyes.”
Spitfire’s eyes looked directly into his. His lips quivered as he stared into her eyes; wanting to kiss the soft lips she had, wanting to show her how much he loved her… But she beat him to it. Spitfire closed the gap between their lips with a soft and warm kiss to Soarin’s lips. His seductive eyes opened up wide as Spitfire kept the kiss going, the blush spreading farther and farther across her face. As Spitfire’s did, Soarin’s eyes closed and he released his grip on her arms, wrapping his arms underneath her and pulling her in closer as each of the soft kisses were applied to his mouth.
Spitfire wrapped one of her arms around Soarin’, breathing heavily between each of the kisses before slowly pushing her slimy and soft tongue into his mouth. Soarin’ granted her access, and began to grind his wet tongue against hers, Spitfire moaning softly into his mouth as the two tongues played with each other. He playfully pushed her tongue back with his, and she wrestled his, wrapping her own tongue around his as they battled for domination.
The other free hand of Spitfire’s began to grip the cloud as the intensity rose, Soarin’s tongue managing to get out of Spitfire’s grip before pushing against hers. Spitfire let out a few hot breaths as she felt his tongue push against hers, before battling his once again and giggling softly to herself.
Soarin’ soon broke away from the kiss, pulling the zip on his Wonderbolt outfit down, and yanking it open as he soon lay back down on top of her and kissing her roughly on the lips. She held him by his cheeks, breathing heavily, and moving as he moved, Spitfire using her tongue to lick the roof of his mouth. Soarin’ ran two fingers down the face of her neck, and slowly down her body to her breasts before running his fingers along the base of her nipple which poked through the tight leather uniform she wore.
Spitfire soon moved her own hands to her zip, as she pulled it down to reveal her juicy tits before pushing her chest up slightly to make the breasts push their way through the large gap in the suit. Soarin’ broke away from the kiss, kissing her neck with soggy and warm kisses as he breathed hot breaths down her neck with steamy exhales. He embraced her by wrapping his arms around her yet again, kissing and sucking on her neck, sometimes flicking his tongue along the damp surface of her neck.
He proceeded down her neck slowly, breathing heavily, Spitfire arching her back slightly, allowing her tits to poke against his neck as she let out soft and heavy breaths. Soarin’ was in no rush, he nibbled along her neck, before kissing and licking his way down to her now exposed chest before running his slimy and warm tongue down her perfect chest and slowly towards the base of the nipple. Soaking the nipple in saliva with his tongue slowly, he proceeded to rub the other one with his thumb, applying pressure when needed to make her moan more. As sucking commenced, his thumb rubbed harder on the other one, Spitfire now biting her lip as squeaks and moans rapidly left her mouth, the sexy golden mare tilting her head back.
“U-unf! S-Soar…” Spitfire struggled to speak as the stallion pleasured her. He carried on as he nibbled her tit with love and aggression, sucking and licking it to try and milk her, aggressively rubbing the other one.
He gripped onto her, pushing his face into the soft and soggy cushioning of her breast as his tongue swirled around her amber nipple. He applied two more sucks, before slowly dragging his face along her soft cushiony breasts, and down her body even further. He kissed the underside of her breasts, dragging his fingers from the base of them, before twiddling his fingers around the zip which sat just beneath them, before slowly tugging on it to bring it down further. Ever so slowly, the right leather suit revealed her belly and the tip of her crotch, before he pulled all the way down to reveal her soaking wet pussy.
Starting on her belly, he began to kiss and lick it, making her giggle softly. He slowly ran his muzzle down her abdomen, licking and kissing it passionately, while the fingers he pleasured her breasts with began to twirl themselves around the slit of her pussy, rubbing it up and down, allowing it to leak with mare juices, and teasing her that he would enter even though he wouldn’t yet. She moaned softly, drooling as she looked down at the stallion which ran his tongue along her belly, gazing into his eyes while biting her lip. He ran his tongue into her belly button, licking it out and swirling his slimy tongue around inside of it as he rubbed on her dripping pussy harder and harder the longer he stared back at her.
Spitfire’s head tilted backwards again as she let out a pleasure filled screech which echoed, her legs spreading farther and farther apart as whatever remained of Wonderbolt uniform began to slowly remove itself from her. Her legs with each and every movement revealing themselves as the suit slowly traveled down her body.
Nibbling down her body, licking and kissing it, he reached her clit and stared at it for a few seconds as he rubbed her marehood faster and more aggressively, his fingers getting soaked in juicy goodness. He went for a teasing nibble on it, Spitfire letting out what sounded like a moan and a heavy breath fused together. Soarin’ smiled, and continued to nibble and lick the clitoris that was in front of him, licking and teasing it as he pushed his fingers into her pussy slowly, feeling her walls tighten on his two fingers.
“S-Soar...in’!” Spitfire jerked as he entered, and as he nibbled on her clit. He flicked it with his tongue, sliding his tongue downwards. He removed his fingers, sucking them off while looking at her, and then slowly licking up the base of the vagina, collecting all the juicy goodness onto his smooth tongue before swallowing.
He grabbed her legs, and slowly began to spread them further apart, as far as they could go. He moved in closer to it, licking the slit, and swirling his tongue around it, Spitfire shivering and moaning as his smooth and wet tongue glided along her slit. She sometimes flinched, hoping he would enter… And it didn’t take long for him to do so. He pushed his snout into her pussy, licking and biting the inside of it. Spitfire jerked and squealed, pushing his head in deeper with the palm of her hand.
“I-I hope you’re thirsty!” Spitfire moaned out as she felt his tongue lick the walls of her pussy, and the soft nibbles which were applied in-between.
She yet again pushed her chest upwards upon feeling him biting more aggressively, panting, sweating and muttering words which begged him to continue but were inaudible due the hot steamy breaths which left her mouth. She pushed him ever so deeper, biting her lip and pushing her pussy in and out to match his movements as she swirled his tongue around inside of it. Spitfire took a deep breath as she grew closer to her orgasm, not wanting him to stop as she caressed his mane.
“H-hah…” Spitfire moaned out as she looked down directly at her lover, and bit her lip vigorously. Soarin’ however pulled his head out of her pussy, and the sweaty and horny Spitfire looked at her lover in a confused state. “I… I didn’t tell you to stop - we ain’t done yet!”
Spitfire quickly tackled Soarin’ onto the cloud with whatever strength remained, pressing her tits onto his chest, and ripping his suit open all the way to reveal his massive cock. The cock rested against her back comfortably after it was removed from its tight hold. She kissed him on the lips, kissing him quickly and aggressively as she playfully nibbled his lips. Her hand slowly moved its way down his muscular chest and body, before reaching his huge cock and stroking along the base of it slowly. Soarin’ kissed Spitfire deeper, moaning into her mouth as his cock twitched at the fingers which danced around his member.
She pulled away from the kiss, biting her lip and glancing back at the cock which rested comfortably against her back as she ran her fingers along the tip, and swirled them in circles along it, Soarin’ moaning and panting as she pleasured him with her fingers. She looked back to him, lifting her pussy off of base of his crotch, and soon sitting onto it, the massive cock pushing its way into her soaking wet marehood. Soarin’ felt the walls of her pussy tighten its grip on his member. Spitfire let out a long moan, as she rested her hands on his chest, giving him a wink.
He thrusted into her gently, making her squeal with some of the jolts he applied.
“I-is that it?” Spitfire teased, moaning softly but looked at him with a playful grin. “C-come on, give me the best you’ve got.”
Soarin’ began to pick up the pace, grinning as his captain began to let out more moans and this time moans which were louder than beforehand. He placed his hands onto her waist as he pushed deeper, biting his lip and moaning himself as his soft thrust turned into heavy pounding thrusts which moved at a rapid pace. He felt the walls which his cock was gripped by become tighter, and as they did, Soarin’ moved faster and attempted to push deeper, closing his eyes from all the pleasure he was feeling.
“T-that’s what I like, cowboy…” Spitfire teased, moaning as she felt his erect cock penetrate her deeper. “K-keep going!”
She playfully smacked his flank, and he squeaked in alarm with a grin on his face as he packed more strength and velocity into his thrusts, biting his lip as he began to leak pre-cum inside of her. He tightened his grip on her waist as he grew closer and closer to cum, Spitfire’s mare juices beginning to release and flood their way down his member and out onto the base of his crotch as he pushed deeper into her, the warm juices made Soarin’s cock throb and twitch as they slowly trickled down his member.
He leaned up, sucking on her juicy tits once again, moving his hands from her waist to wrap around her back and pull her in closer. Spitfire’s chest pushed forward slightly from his grip so his face would be cushioned by her breasts and as he sucked on her nipples, he packed more jolts into his already powerful thrusts, feeling himself grow closer and closer to cumming inside of her.
Spitfire panting softly, using her hands to squash her tits together as Soarin’ retracted, a string of spit linking him to the nipple he had sucked. He moved to the other, licking it slowly and sucking on it as his eyes stared up at the perfect mare on his penis as he got to the brink of cumming. He sucked harder, and then ejaculated a huge flow of cum inside of her after one last jolt and letting out a loud, muffled moan as he lips stuck to her breast as he sucked gently. She let out a warm moan as her head tilted upwards, her breasts pushing in and out as she let out rapid and heavy pants.
Soarin’ retracted himself from her tasty tits, and soon fell back onto his back, her cock still inside of her. She soon looked down at him panting, and shining from all the sweat and saliva that had been applied to her breasts and body as she giggled at the tired buck underneath her.
“W-well… that was fun,” Soarin’ commented. “V-very fun…”
“O-oh you know it, handsome…” Spitfire leaned down onto him, sitting up to allow his cock some fresh air. She nuzzled his muzzle and kissed him passionately. “I-I love you so much… Don’t ever forget… that…”
She began to doze, and Soarin’ just held her in a soft embrace as he applied a soft kiss to her mane, allowing her to fall asleep in his arms. He smiled, and panted softly as he felt his lust begin to die down after what they had done together.
“I-I love you too, Spitfire…” Soarin’ was quick to kiss her mane again, but at that point, she was already asleep… Soarin’ just laid there, cuddling the mare in her arms until he fell fast asleep.
Author's Note
Well there you have it, sorry if it wasn't as good especially towards the end. Strangely enough, I was running out of ideas.
I hope you enjoyed!
