Upon Her Throne

by Butt Stallion

Rating: mature
Tags: Human, Anthro, Slice of Life, Romance
Length: 54235

If you found out the mare you've been seeing held a secret that could change the way you look at her forever, would you leave her? Or would you hold on and accept her for who she is? [Anthro Futa Vinyl Scratch x Human Male Romance Story]

WARNING
This story contains the following:
First Person Perspective - Futanari Anthro Vinyl Scratch on Human Male - Ass Play - Rimming - Mild Cum Inflation - Frottage - Femboi Crossdressing
This list may grow as the story goes on. Progress at your own risk.

Everyone has a secret. Some are to be proud of. Some are to be left tied up and forgotten. But what if the mare you've been seeing held a secret that could supposedly change the way you look at her forever? Would you push her away? Or would you learn to accept her for who she is?

We all have to make sacrifices if we wish to stay with those we hold dear. This is something I had to deal with. And I learned that sometimes, making that sacrifice opens up far greater experiences than you may have thought.

My first featured fic! Thank you all, so much!!

Big thanks to Standard Deviation, Jake The Army Guy (dropped), and Brony19 for prereading and editing. Cover art commissioned by me and drawn by the amazing derpah. You can find him on tumblr where he also made NSFW versions of the cover art.

*To Service My Queen is currently being rewritten. By popular demand, the original chapters will be kept posted as bonus chapters.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-11-25 02:35:24 UTC

Prologue - To Accept My Queen

“Come on, we’re almost there!” I shouted over the crashing rain.

I was running, my marefriend Vinyl running by my side in the pouring rain. I had removed my jacket and was using it to cover our heads as best as possible as we turned street corners heading to my home.

It was our fourth date, and I had plans to take Vinyl to one of my favorite cafes for a nice dinner. It was fairly close to my home so she decided to meet me there before we went out. We had left about fifteen minutes ago as dark clouds began forming above us. Just as we arrived, the rain picked up, and we had to run to the overhang to avoid getting soaked. But much to our luck, the cafe was closed. Apparently the owner wanted to go fishing while it was raining. With no where else to go, I offered the idea that we head back to my house for the day. I could cook us dinner and she could wait out the storm before I walk her home.

She was a bit hesitant at first, but eventually accepted and so here we are, dashing back to my home in the pouring rain. We both run somewhat fast, avoiding top speed to lessen the risk of slipping.

Eventually we turned the final corner, my house only five buildings down the street. Surprisingly, both of us were giggling, having fun running in the rain together. I looked over my shoulder to her face and she met mine, both of us smiling at each other as we ran. My jacket had gotten absolutely soaked, but I wasn't complaining; Vinyl's electric blue hair was plastered to her face, making her even more adorable than usual. Her eyes shimmered as we laughed, slowing down our pace as we approached my front porch. We made it under the overhang which sheltered us from the rain as I fished out my keys.

Unlocking the door, I step aside to let Vinyl in while I shook out as much water as I could from my jacket. I walked inside and wiped my shoes on the mat, throwing my keys on my coffee table.

“Wow, nice place,” Vinyl comments, standing in the middle of the room. It wasn't much, but I enjoyed the homey feeling to it.

“Thanks,” I told her. She stood still, rubbing her arm nervously.

“Ummm, do you have a spare change of clothes?” she asks with a blush. I look down and notice a puddle forming around her shoes as rain water drips from her clothes.

“Oh! Yeah. Uh, feel free to find something in my room all the way down the hall. There should be a few things in the drawer that fit you. Oh, and first door on the right is the bathroom. Go ahead and change in there. You can use the blue towel to dry off; it’s clean. And go ahead and hang your clothes up in the shower to dry,” I instruct her, pointing her in the correct direction.

“Thanks,” she replies quickly before dashing away.

I chuckle softly to myself, watching her as she walked down the hall. Lightning flashes outside the window accompanied by wind beating against the screen. I sigh in contentment that we made it to shelter before things got intense. Now I could relax in my home with my marefriend, out of the rain.

My daydreaming gets interrupted as my stomach growls, reminding me that we hadn't eaten dinner.

I decide to start up dinner, making my way to the kitchen to review what I have to work with. Passing by Vinyl in the hall, I notice the pile of my clothes rested in her arms as she walked past me into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. I hear some fumbling around behind me, but I ignore it and head to the kitchen.

Opening cabinets and checking the fridge, I think of a quick meal to whip up with the ingredients at hand. I have a good selection of pasta; shells, elbows, fusilli, and bow ties. I don't have enough tomatoes for a marinara sauce, but I might be able to whip up a lemon cream sauce; one of my favorites.

I took a pot and filled it with water, setting it on the stove to boil. Feeling classy, I choose the bow ties and set them aside.

An idea strikes me as I go back to the fridge. Opening the drawer, I dig through the assortment of colorful fruits and vegetables. Tomatoes, carrots, a lemon-I'm going to need this too, and something laying in the corner. I smile and cheer in my head as I pull out exactly what I was looking for: asparagus. I place the greens and lemon on the counter and the water begins to boil. I throw in the pasta and reach for the lid. As soon as I cover the pot with the lid, Vinyl exits the bathroom and walks in.

I can't help but stare at her when she stops just before me. She's barefoot, her toenails painted with a cobalt blue, something catching me off guard as well as cute. She wears a pair of baggy grey sweatpants and a navy hoodie that is obviously a size or two too big for her. She has her hands stuffed in the pockets and the hood is up, the rim going over her horn and almost covering her eyes with her horn pitching a tent on her head. I notice her hair tied in a ponytail somewhere behind her head as it slipped out of the hood to her left shoulder. She looks absolutely adorable in my larger clothes, looking up at me with a sweet smile as her arms come out of the pockets. The sleeves, which are obviously too long for her, slide down over her hands when she places them on my chest. Standing on the tips of her toes, Vinyl kisses me, pushing her hands up closer to my shoulders. I'm tempted to throw my arms around her, but considering my wet clothes, I don't. I wouldn't want her to have to change again. She pulls back from the kiss and licks her lips.

"Hey," She says with a blush, noticing me staring.

"Hey," I reply back.

"What'cha makin'?" she asks, walking past me, "I'm starving."

"Just some pasta. Haven't decided on a sauce though. I'm thinking lemon cream if I have the ingredients. It's all I've got that I can make quickly," is all I can say as she walks away from me toward the pot.

"Sounds good." She lifts the lid and steam rises out, the pasta still barely cooked. She closes the lid again and looks over to me. "How much longer?"

"I just put the pasta in, it'll still be maybe ten minutes," I reply. "I'm gonna get changed out of these wet clothes."

"Okay," I hear her call out as I walk into my bedroom.

I go straight to my dresser, opening a drawer for a shirt. When I open the drawer, the first thing I notice is that what was once a neat folded pile of t-shirts had been turned over. I did my best to reorganize them before picking out my own shirt to wear; a plain white shirt made with cotton and polyester, making it very comfortable for lazy days.

I close the drawer and open up the one below it, fetching a pair of dark jeans. I always found jeans comfortable when lounging.

Turning around, I notice the closet door was left open, probably from when Vinyl helped herself to my hoodie. A body length mirror hung on the inside of the door, reflecting my image. My wet clothes were still clinging to my body and I was dripping water on the carpet. I shut the closet door and headed to the bathroom to change before the water begins dripping all over the place.

Quietly opening my bedroom door, I sneak out to head into the bathroom to change. On the way, I catch Vinyl holding up the collar of the hoodie over her nose, the sleeves still hiding her hands. She had her eyes shut and was breathing deeply into my clothes. I imagine a content smile plastered on her face.

"Hey," I speak up, walking past her casually. Her eyes shoot open at my voice and she blushes heavily. Even though I've caught her sniffing my clothes, she still hides her face in the fabric, not bothering to stop as I disappear from her line of sight into the bathroom, locking it behind me.

I change quickly out of the soaked clothes, tossing them over the edge of the shower along with Vinyl's to air dry. Removing my shoes and socks before reaching for a nearby towel and ruffling it through my hair, I pull on my own clothes and sigh in the feeling of being dry. I go the the small mirror over the sink and fix my damp hair to look presentable.

Once out of the bathroom, I notice Vinyl standing over the stove, swaying to a song in her head. My sight drifts to her lower back as her long tail swishes cutely to the beat. So taken was she by the music that she never noticed me passing; eyes closed and hands in her pockets as she swayed. I took the opportunity to sneak up on her, tiptoeing until I was right behind her and then ever-so-slowly slid my arms around her waist, hugging her from behind. My hands drifted into the respective pockets of her — or in this case — my hoodie, holding her cold hands in my own. Vinyl gasped lightly before realizing it was me, and then leaned back into my embrace. I held her close, resting my chin on her shoulder as we resumed the imaginary dance she was swaying to before I snuck up on her. And we just stood there a while, Vinyl humming again as I danced with her to the tune.

After being lost in the moment for a while, I could hear bubbles coming from the pot on the stove. Her hands have warmed from my natural body heat and I reluctantly pull myself away from her to check the pasta. She pouts at my absence, sighing while I check the food. If I hadn't been so taken up with it, I might have noticed Vinyl sneaking up from behind to gently slip her arms about my waist, just as I'd done to her. Head to one side, she rests it atop my head, just above my temple and I'm unable to stop one of my own hands from laying atop hers. Vinyl sighs quietly, the sound passing through her chest into my back and it leaves a warm feeling in its wake.

I look at the pasta and notice it’s al dente. I turn to notice another pot already on the stove, a white sauce bubbling inside.

"What's this?" I ask curiously.

Vinyl doesn't move from her place and talks with her voice muffled by her cheek mashed into my head. "You said you wanted lemon cream sauce, so I threw together a little something," she says cutely.

"Huh," I mutter. I turn to grab a spoon from the drawer, Vinyl being silly, letting out a muffled giggle while still holding on, turning with me.

I dip in the spoon and bring it to my mouth to taste.

It was extraordinary; better than any of the times I've made it. Nice and creamy without being excessively thick.

Before I forgot, I chopped the asparagus and added it to the pasta water to cook momentarily. Meanwhile, Vinyl has released her embrace on me and stands beside me, avoiding eye contact nervously.

"Is it good? I think I used too much cornstarch..." she comments.

"It's perfect," I say, turning to smile at her.

As things come to a finish, I pull out a half a French baguette from the pantry. Some nice bread will go great with this. Vinyl strains the pasta and asparagus, dumping them into the pot of sauce. I slice up some bread into diagonal pieces and place them in a basket while Vinyl stirs the pot, coating the food in the creamy sauce. Taking the bread and some silverware out to the table, I place them down before returning to the kitchen.

I catch Vinyl fishing out a piece of asparagus with a fork and popping it in her mouth. I could hear how crunchy it was as she chewed.

"Hey!" I call her out. She pulls her finger out of her mouth and looks at me.

"Umm, it wasn't me?" she says, a sheepish grin spreading across her lips. I chuckle at her, slipping my arms around her and bundling her up into another embrace.

"Whatever," I mutter before kissing her lightly. She giggles and checks the pot a final time.

"I think it's ready," she whispers. Two bowls and forks later, the pasta's ready to be ladled out.

"Cool. Can you get us drinks from the fridge while I serve this?" I ask her kindly. She nods and starts searching about in the fridge while I ladle in a serving of pasta in each bowl.

With the food ready, I take our bowls to the dining room, Vinyl behind me with two cans of pop. I place the bowls down, the pasta steaming and wait for Vinyl to put down the drinks. I then pull out the chair for her and wave my hand for her to sit.

"Thanks," she giggles, taking a seat.

"No problem, madam," I respond, putting an edge of mock-upper-class to my tone and taking my seat across from her. She giggles again and waits for me to sit before picking up her fork.

Taking my first bite, I'm pleased to find the pasta is cooked to perfection , but what struck me was how fresh the asparagus was. It crunched loudly and tasted as fresh as the day I bought it. The bow ties looked nice as well.

We both eat in relative silence, though I catch Vinyl glancing at me now and again. Each time, she just turns back to her food with a blush, her bangs falling down over her eyes.

Eventually, we both finish, Vinyl setting down her fork with a clang and sitting back in her chair, resting her hands behind her head. "That was yummy," she comments, smiling at me.

"It was. I didn't know you could cook," I respond.

She shrugs. "Only simple things. Last time I tried making a soufflé, my oven looked like a second grade science fair project."

I snickered. "I'm sure you're not that bad," I assure her.

"No really, the dough not only burnt and crusted on the sides of the machine, but it became a part of the oven."

I couldn't help but laugh along with her. Both settling down, I glanced over to the window only to see it was still pouring outside.

"Still raining, huh?" Vinyl asks from across the table with a gentle smile, following my gaze to the window. A momentary flash of light illuminates her features, particularly catching her eyes. Her voice is soft as she rested her elbows on the tabletop, her delicate fingers woven together to support her chin.

"Yeah." My point proven as thunder resounds through the building.

We sit in silence a spell, the only sound being the rain against the window. My gaze shifts slowly from the window to Vinyl's face. She blinks once before noticing me staring and her face slowly develops a reddish tint while she stares back into my own eyes from across the table.

"See something ya like?" she asks confidently, with her blush growing.

"If you mean that cute blush of yours, then yeah, I do," I respond, her cheeks growing significantly redder, only making her look cuter.

"Oh shut up," she mutters, turning her head down, but her gaze remains locked to my face.

I chuckle silently at her, the way she ducks back into the hood with her ears flattened back strikes me as utterly cute. "How about we watch a movie on the couch together?" I propose, standing up and taking our plates.

"Ooo, sure," she replies, jumping back to her normal demeanor.

"Alright, I'll take these dishes, you can go ahead and pick one out."

She gets up from her chair and leaves the cleanup to me, turning on the television in the living room and shutting off the lights. "Make sure to hit the lights over there too!" she calls out as I place the dishes in the sink to be washed later. I suppose she wants a real movie atmosphere.

I flick off the lights in the kitchen and walk towards her on the couch. She holds the controller in both hands, browsing through movies on Netflix. There’s no light besides the television screen and the dim shine of the street lamps outside; both providing just enough to illuminate her face under the hood, revealing a smile.

I creep up behind the couch, right behind Vinyl and gently place my hands on each of her shoulders, looking down. She squeaks in surprise, looking up quickly and then sighing in relief when she noticed it was me. I pause, noticing how she's searching my eyes for what I'm doing, only to finally put two and two together when I lean down and kiss her. My bottom lip meets her top lip and her bottom lip meets my top as I kiss her deeply. Her hand comes to rest on my cheek as my lips linger on hers momentarily. When I pull back with her hand still on my face, her eyes are warm and she smiles.

"Was that my dessert?" She asks, giggling.

"It felt more like mine, what with it being so sweet," I reply, plopping down on the couch beside her.

She blushes and I rest my arm along the back of the couch, watching her go back to flipping through movie options. I notice her shake her head slightly as she browses, skipping this one and that. Eventually she settles for a comedy, placing the controller on the coffee table and leaning back on the couch cushions as the movie loads.

"What's this?" I ask. I've never even heard of the movie she selected. And the title looked excessively long.

"Trust me, you'll like it," she replies.

She scoots over on the couch until she's touching me. Her body lines up perfectly with mine as she leans into my side, her head in the crook of my neck. All the while, she twists about to keep her horn from stabbing me as she positions herself. She then reaches up and grabs my hand, pulling it down and around her like a seat belt. Pulling her legs up to the couch, Vinyl lies back into my arms.

"Comfy?" I ask with a chuckle.

"Mhmm," she answers softly, turning her head to peck my chin. "Actually, that chair looks comfy. Can we snuggle up in it?" She asks, her voice lowering as she completed the last sentence while pointing at my personal armchair.

I smile at her. She's too adorable for me to say no. And it's not like I'd deny her anyway. Turning, I slip my arm under her knees and lift her up as I stand up from the couch. Vinyl "eep"s in surprise and clutches my torso while I carry her over and sit down in the chair, resting her in my lap. She settles down and sits sideways, her legs dangling off the side of the armrest as she slips her arm around my back to hug me with her head resting on my chest. My own arms wrap around her and cradle her, sitting us together comfortably in the armchair.

Now this was no ordinary armchair; I paid good money for this thing. The cushions are filled with a specially made cloud from Cloudsdale which can heat up in the cold winters or cool down in the summer for a nice seat. And it's so soft. They don't even feel like normal couch cushions. It feels like I'm sitting on a throne made of pillows stacked on top of each other.

"Is that a blanket?" Vinyl asks suddenly, pointing behind my head. I nod as she pulls it down. I tended to keep a blanket thrown over the back of the chair for when I needed it; the heating for this building had always been defective. And even though the chair can heat itself, I can never resist cuddling under a warm blanket. Vinyl throws the blanket over us, snuggling up into me underneath it as the movie finally starts after all the previews. She looks adorable all huddled up in my arms, laying her head on me.

I give her a peck on her head and squeeze her body in a hug. To this, she looks up at me and nuzzles my face, her coat tickles my skin as our cheeks rub. Her eyes shut cutely as I give her an Eskimo kiss in the light of the television screen. After playing around, she shuffles a bit to get comfortable again in my arms.

The movie goes on, but my mind is distracted as I watch Vinyl instead. The sight of her, blanket drawn across her body and legs sticking out over the armchair, warmed my heart. Suddenly, I feel Vinyl shiver uncomfortably against my body. It can't be a chill - between the blanket and the heat of my body there's no way she could be cold. Anxiety's a likely culprit but there's only one way to know for sure.

"Vinyl?" I ask, grabbing her attention, "Are you okay?"

"Huh? Uh, yeah. Of course." She responds rather quickly, a blush appearing in her face.

"Vinyl," I state sternly. I pull back her hood so she can't hide and her ponytail springs out. She looks up at me, her eyes look moist. "What's wrong?" I stare into her eyes, hoping she sees the concern in my own. I wasn't about to just throw all this away so easily.

She sighs and opens her mouth. "Well, I, uhh-" she cuts off, shifting against me again.

Suddenly, something pokes my stomach.

Vinyl freezes like a deer in the headlights as she barely stifled a groan. I frown, looking her face over, trying to read any clue from her expression. Eventually, I reach down beneath the blanket. "What is this poking me?" I ask myself. Feeling around, my hand touches upon something hard and I feel around for what it might be. It's hard and thick, like a pop can but not made of aluminum. Vinyl takes a sudden, sharp intake of breath and her ears fold back as something dawns upon me.

The object feels like the fabric of Vinyl's pants. Or rather, the object is beneath Vinyl's pants.

"Vinyl, what is this?" I ask, slowly moving the blanket off of us to reveal a bulge in Vinyl's sweatpants. Her arms are clutched to her body and her eyes are shut. But if her arms are up there, then what is...

"Please, don't grab it so roughly," she mewls.

"Vinyl, what is this?" I ask again. Things are falling into place and I can only assume one conclusion. It’s the same reason she always wears baggy clothing. Vinyl looks like she's on the verge of tears. "Vinyl." I take a deep breath. "Is that a...?" I trail off.

"Mhmm," she answers quickly.

"So you're a...?" I trail off again.

"Mhmm," she repeats, nodding, a slight waver to her voice.

Before I have a chance to speak, lightning flashes, illuminating the room as Vinyl's panic escapes in a jumble of words. "Look, I'm sorry. I know it's a big deal finding out I'm a herm, and I wanted to tell you sooner, but I couldn't," she goes off.

"Vinyl?" I try to get her attention, but to no avail. The thunder booms before she speaks again.

"I mean, it's so difficult being like this. This is the point where all of my earlier boyfriends just up and left me as soon as they found out. And I didn't want that to happen with us because you are the only person I've ever dated who treated me like, like, like a queen! Every boy just gets so greedy and they only date me to brag about it to their friends and stuff but you're the only one who actually thinks about me, and I didn't want to scare you away! I'm so sorry!" Tears are actually streaming down her face and the gears in my head start turning. I have to do something.

"Vinyl," I speak up again, only to be ignored a second time. Lightning cracks the sky as she starts up again.

"Look, I understand if you want to break up. Just... just... can I at least stay here until the rain goes away? I mean, I understand that you're mad at me, but I couldn't tell you, I just liked you so much and I didn't want to ruin what we had. I think I may have even fallen in lo-mph!"

I cut her off by pressing my lips to hers in a delicate kiss. The thunder roars further in the distance signaling the storm is headed away from us now as Vinyl's eyes go wide to rival our dinner bowls. My hand caresses her face and my thumb wipes her cheek as I turn my head sideways, kissing her deeply. My other hand grabs hers and I squeeze reassuringly as I pull away. Tears still stream down Vinyl's face as she gives me a wan look of speechlessness.

"Vinyl," I state firmly, holding her hand as I speak, "I'm not mad at you. There's no way I'm going to kick you out of my house and I do not want to break up with you," I give her the gentlest of smiles. Her eyes shimmer from the tears at their edges and trickle down the curve of her cheek as she gently shakes her head.

“Bu-But why? I mean, every time I’m with you, my heart races because you’re so perfect. You have one of the cutest faces I’ve ever seen. You’re so generous and caring, always making sure I feel comfortable. And I always try to return the favors when I can, but you deserve so much more than I could ever provide. You could probably have any mare you want, and you settle for some drop-out DJ who works for chump-change at a run-down bar.” her eyes begin to water again before she gives a final sentence. “I’m just an... an abomination” she mumbles, dropping her head to cry into her hands, the last word stressed as if it brought bad memories of what others would call her.

Almost by instinct, I grab her chin in my fingers, forcing her eyes on mine. “Vinyl,” I state firmly, “you are not an abomination.” A lock of hair falls and splits her gorgeous face in two and my hand moves to brush it away. She brings up her hands to try and hide behind them but I grab them lightly in one hand, holding them close between our faces, my other arm holding her up in my lap. “You’re a beautiful mare with a great sense of humor and your skills with music are unmatched. Remember when you invited me to one of your sets at that tavern? When I heard you up there, I actually felt like you were too perfect for me. You're not a drop-out DJ; you're more talented than any of those hacks. Your music is as beautiful as you are and I wouldn't want anyone else on the planet here in my arms other than you. And I do my best to give you what I can because you return it. Other mares I've been with just take advantage of me, but you actually show more consideration than every mare I've ever met. So believe me when I say that I really do like you, and nothing will ever change that." I bring her hand up and kiss it while staring deep into her pupils to show my sincerity.

"You mean, it's okay?" she asks between sniffs as she calms down.

"Of course it's okay," I respond.

She says nothing, her eyes watering with fresh tears and she hugs me close, wiping her face on my neck. Suddenly she squeezes me in the tightest embrace I've ever felt, one which I return.

"Thank you," she mumbles into my shoulder. I rub her back and she pulls herself away from me, placing her hands on either side of my face and plunging forward in a kiss. Her legs shift and she kneels in my lap, facing me as her tongue darts forth to brush my teeth, knocking on the door of my mouth and pleading entrance. Our lips remain locked as I open my mouth, her tongue diving toward mine. My arms are still wrapped tightly around her, keeping her from falling back, but between the lightness of her body and the way she still leans into me, it takes little effort. Instead they slide down to her hips, her soft curves accented by the sweats. My eyes drift closed and I kiss back, wrestling with her tongue in my mouth.

Her tongue retreats and she pulls back to look me in the eyes, her forehead on mine. Her own eyes are tinted red from crying, but right now, all they reveal is that this may be the happiest point in her life. A sudden poke to my gut draws my attention back to her pants.

"So, what I want to know is, what even brought this up in the first place?" I ask, eyeing her erection.

"Well," she starts off, a hand coming up to her face so she could nibble her fingernail. "When you were holding me, my mind started... drifting...."

"Drifting to what?" I ask, turning up to look her in the eyes with a brow raised.

"...You," she replies, leaning closer as if she were going to kiss me again. Her eyes search my own for something. Maybe acceptance; the kind that she had been afforded by the boy who just discovered her deepest, darkest secret.

"What about me?"

"Well, I've kinda been dreaming about this moment since I met you."

My eyes widen. No one had ever told me that they dream about me. "And how did that dream go?"

"Well...," she gently grabs my hand and slowly brings it to her waistband. I understand her request immediately and glance up to her, hooking my finger into the cloth.

Now, I wasn't the kind of person to tell a lie. I really did like her and the idea of her having some extra equipment didn't bother me that much. I've always thought about experimenting with the same sex, but I guess I never had a chance. Until now, that is... kinda. Maybe I'd like it. Maybe I wouldn't, but at least I would've tried.

She bites her lip and I pull down the hem, feeling her tense as the cloth brushes what's underneath. I know I'm drawing this out, but I did want to make it last. For her.

Eventually the waistband slips down and her erection flicks out. I noticed her underwear hanging in the bathroom earlier, so of course she was only separated from the cool air by the cloth of her pants. It's growing pretty quickly now that it's free, and it looks... impressive to say the least. Because of her species, the cock resembled that of a horse's; longer than the average human's with a flat head and a fat ring towards the middle of it. The skin looks smooth and is a dark navy in color, almost midnight black. It was beginning to point upward, now free of its prison, and it was thick; about as thick as a pop can, like I’d assumed. And it was getting longer too. With her kneeling on top of me, the whole shaft rubbed my chest and the tip could almost reach the level of my heart as it swayed against me.

"First you'd pull down my pants," she gulps. "Like that.... And then, you'd start... touching me..."

Her hands clasp my shoulders for balance as she shivers, watching my hand move ever so slowly to her shaft. I study her face, waiting to see any of her usual adorable reactions to intimacy while my fingers make their first touch. She gasps sharply and bucks her hips as I brush a lone finger along her rod, testing its sensitivity. I look down along it and my hand explores south, trailing down to her base where I find out her cock had come out of a sheath. Below that lie her balls. My eyes widened as I noticed each testicle was a bit less than the size of my fist. My hand goes to cradle them both as Vinyl opens her eyes to me. They're soft, mushy in fact, and clearly pent up. Giving them a nice squeeze elicits a moan from Vinyl as I play with the large orbs. I could feel the warmth of her seed on the inside as I held them.

"Nnnnh," Vinyl whimpers, "does this thing recline?"

Instead of responding, I reach over the armrest to pull the lever. The chair creaks as it reclines, startling Vinyl. She yelps as she now lies atop me, her tail swishing about.

"Good. Now, may I?" She asks, reaching for the button to my pants. I nod, wondering what she meant by that being "good" as I reach for the bottom of my shirt to pull it off. I might as well get out of these clothes if we're going to go further. Vinyl notices me, stopping mid-zip of my pants to pull off her hoodie and toss it aside. Similar to her undergarments, she left her bra in the bathroom to dry, meaning she was bare-chested before me. Her breasts were smaller than average, but they still held some volume; the perky mounds wiggle side to side with her movements. She pulls her pants the rest of the way down so they fall off her legs and onto the floor. Now it's back to the zipper of my pants. Pulling it down, Vinyl tugs at the garment until my own penis pokes out, straining against my boxers. Looking back to me, I nod before Vinyl goes the whole way and pulls away my underwear with my pants. She's slow in doing it, absorbed in her action as my penis tents out the fabric and finally flops free, revealing itself.

My erection had been growing, but it wasn't exactly stiff. Well, not as stiff as Vinyl’s. Now that both of us had exposed ourselves to the other for the first time, we sat in silence and stared at our tools. My penis was still approaching full mast while Vinyl's was twitching with anticipation.

"If you ever want me to stop, just say so. I don't want to make you uncomfortable," Vinyl tells me, looking up to meet my eyes with the utmost care. I give a single nod as she returns her focus to our waists. "I've always wanted to try this."

Vinyl scoots forward until her body is pushing against mine. Her cock lines up against mine between our stomachs, both of them pressing to each other and throbbing gently. Vinyl hums at the contact and my erection reaches its pinnacle, the tip just reaching her medial ring. I wasn't surprised her size surpassed mine, nor was I the kind of person to make a big deal about it, so long as she remained the same. One of her hands reaches below and wraps around both of us, squeezing our cocks together. Vinyl smirks at the way my own throbs suddenly, sending a dollop of clear fluid running down onto her fingers.

She looks at me a final time and smiles, watching my reaction when she thrusts suddenly. We both gasp as our cocks rub together. The feeling is completely alien; having another cock rubbing up against mine. The hot, stiff shaft pulses and Vinyl hisses, a warm wetness spreading down over the tip of my penis that only makes the slow motions smoother.

Alien didn't mean unpleasant.

She thrusts again and her hand strokes up and down, stimulating us both. I never imagined my evening ending with Vinyl jerking us both off against each other, nor that it could feel so oddly pleasurable. Her cock emits some kind of heat that engulfs me as her hand strokes us. That warm, wet sensation intensifies, spreading over the entirety of her hand and encased my shaft as she continues stroking. Precum practically drools from the tip of her cock, running down her rod and coating our cocks for a slicker friction.

She tightens her grip and I moan softly. Her other arm snakes around my neck and she leans forward against me, resting her weight on her elbow. With her face now so close, I can feel her breath as she huffs steadily; little pants that wash the hot scent of her breath across my face. Quite suddenly, I'm taken by the intimacy of the moment as I breathe in the air she exhales, both of us so close to each other.

Vinyl's other arm starts to quiver, her pants becoming interspersed with hushed grunts as she flexes the muscle. My hand slips down and mirrors hers; wrapping my fingers around us both. I can't curl them around us completely, given Vinyl's thickness, but I try to hold as much as I can and squeeze us together. She stifles a moan at my touch and her hand immediately abandons it's place to wrap around my neck with her other arm. Now capable of supporting herself on both her elbows, she begins to thrust faster against me.

Pulling back further each time, the medial ring of her cock starts to rub against the tip of my own and the sudden stimulation brings an intensity of pleasure that I couldn't have imagined. I use my other hand to start stroking the upper half of Vinyl's cock, trying to keep both my hands in sync.. My upper hand rotates around her shaft in a corkscrew effect and immediately draws a thick gob of precum from her.

"Ahhhh~" Vinyl squeals. I feel another drop of her precum splash against my chest as her cock throbs in my grasp. Confident that I can keep a steady rhythm going, I turn my gaze from what's between our legs to Vinyl's beautiful face. She's huffing more frequently and her eyes are tightly held shut as her thrusts become more adamant. Her hips mash against mine, Vinyl grinding hard against me as our balls jiggle against each other and our shafts—now glistening with our mixed secretions—effortlessly rub together. It's the perfect opportunity to raise my head level with hers and press my lips against her own; a passionate kiss is exactly what the moment calls for. Vinyl is caught off guard but just pushes back in return. The lustful moans that escape from her are trapped in my mouth as our tongues curl against one another. Her hands behind my head squeeze tightly and mash my lips harder against her as our kiss goes on. All the while, her thrusts turn more frantic and desperate as she pulls back to speak.

"Are you getting close?" she manages to ask between pants. I nod my head once and tighten my grip on us both, squeezing us together harder as Vinyl's thrusting grows erratic. More pre drizzles on my stomach as I feel her climax approaching. I'm squeezing us tight enough that I can feel her increased heartbeat through her cock as it pulses against me. Both of us rubbing together as hard as ever with her medial ring bumping my tip in quick intervals. Vinyl's thrusting turns to uneven bucks, matching the pressure that quickly builds between my legs.

"Please, cum with me~," she whispers into my ear while staring deep into me eyes as her thrusting becomes too much. Unexpectedly, her fingers suddenly slip into mine, tightly gripping my hand as we stroke each other in tandem. I groan as I can feel her balls convulse and pull in to her body as her load surges forth. She pushes hard into my hands and I feel her urethra bulge as the upcoming flood pushes forward.

“Haaaaaaaaaaaah~,” Vinyl lets out, barely below a shout as her cock expels its hot load like cannon fire. The tip of her cock swells out suddenly, in a way that would appear obscene to anyone else not utterly given over to the beautiful mare. As it is, I couldn't deny that it felt good pressing against our stomachs. The first two ropes are shot far enough to land on my face, one splattering on my cheek and another directly on my lips. Her thrusts become short and quick as she unloads all over my body. The strands of thick cum fly this way and that, leaving thick, sticky trails across my chest and stomach. Her cock continues pulsing, the insistent throbbing pushing me over the edge as my own orgasm washes over me. Both of our cocks spurt together, white thickness mixing and coating me. The two of us share a moment of silent bliss as we ride out our orgasms, the only motions being uneven and autonomic throbs. Vinyl's free hand continues to hold fast to my head, her fingers catching strands of cum as she starts to stroke it gently. Her breathing still labored, we both find ourselves giving little gasps and grunts with each spasm that now grows further apart. Eventually, my climax dies off while Vinyl's lingers a bit more; her flared head still shooting weak strings of her seed until it's reduced to a long ooze of goo from her glans onto my hand. I'm a panting mess as our aftermath shimmers on my once clean body. Vinyl looks like she's in another world before her afterglow fades. Her eyes come back into focus and she notices the ropes of cum that are scattered literally all over my upper body.

"Oh shit!" she gasps, "I am so sorry! I didn't mean to-" her voice is cut off as I slowly place a lone finger to her lips. I lick my lips first to wipe off the cum. The taste surprises me as the thick fluid is salty, yet retains a honey-like sweetness to it. I make sure to swallow before opening my mouth.

"It's okay, Vinyl," I assure her with a chuckle. "It's not that big a deal."

She blushes hotly before leaning in for a deep kiss of appreciation. Pulling back before too long, realization shines in her eyes as she looks at me. "Wait." Her horn lights with a dim sky blue aura and my chest begins to tingle. Suddenly, as if with a over-sized squeegee, the fluids are wiped clean from my chest and suspended in a magic ball mid-air beside me. "That's better," she whispers softly before returning to the kiss, this time relaxing her muscles and laying on my now-cleaned chest. The feeling of the fluids is replaced with a soft touch of Vinyl's coat as her body heat begins to mingle with mine on a closer level. This close, I can feel the beating of her heart against my own and Vinyl raises a hand to my cheek mid-kiss.

Pulling back slowly, her eyes drift open. I'm staring into the crimson-lined pupils and she returns the deep gaze. Her forehead rests against mine and she blinks slowly. "Thank you so much, for everything. You're the best boyfriend I could ever ask for," Vinyl says. There's a sincerity to her tone that warms my heart unlike anything I've felt before. The words pour like honey into my ears as the edges of my mouth tug up into a smile.

I'm speechless. The anxiety from earlier has disappeared from her entirely and after sharing what we just have, I feel as if we've connected in a way that eluded us before now. Vinyl moves slightly to touch her nose to mine, giggling cutely before collapsing completely in my arms. I wrap myself around her, holding her close and stroking her back as her gentle breath makes her tummy bulge against me at a constant rate. Tail lying limp, the rest of her body along one of my legs, we lie together like that.

Over the sound of her breathing, I can't help but notice the thunder and lightning have stopped and only the soft pattering of the rain against the window remained. The sound was soothing, mixing in with that of her breathing. "Vinyl?"

"Mhmm?" she mumbles.

"You're free to spend the night, if you'd like."

She giggles softly. "I'd love to." She takes another breath, as if to say something, but instead exhales, leaving a pause in the air. I'm about to ask her if she would like to sleep here or in the bed, but she begins speaking first. "Umm, can I ask you something?"

"Of course," I reply in a soft tone. Something about the way she said that tells me she's getting nervous again.

"Well, I, umm…." And there it is.

My hand comes up and holds her cheek, caressing her face and bringing her eyes to mine as her chin rests on my chest. "Vinyl, I don't want you to be hesitant about asking me something. You can tell me. What do you want?" I ask, assuring her with a sincere look.

"Well, I-I-I want you." She sighs softly, continuing in a quieter though more insistent tone, "no, I need you.," her hand comes up to cover mine on her face. "I understand if you're uncomfortable doing this, and feel free to say no, but I want to show you how much you mean to me. Please." Her eyes shimmering, it takes me only a moment to realize what she's getting at.

I pause, staring into her face, watching her eyes shift frantically awaiting an answer. But this is something I take very seriously. Actions—as intimate as these are meant to be—are reserved for the most special of people in one's life. But Vinyl is very, if not, the most special person I've ever encountered. Every day with her has just been the most magical experience I've ever had. She’s kind, cute, and she likes me for who I am. Vinyl gulps dramatically in front of me, still waiting patiently as our met gaze remains unbroken. This will be my first time doing this with another being, so it’s all the more special to me. If it were anyone else, the decision might have been a difficult one but not with her. There's no doubt in my mind that there's only one pony in the world who deserves it, more than anyone else. She really is special to me.

In that instant, I knew my answer. I lean over and kiss her on the lips. No tongue, just a slow, simple meeting of our lips in an act of affection this moment asked for. "I'd love to," I reply.

Her eyes shine and she pulls herself off of me, standing up with her tail swishing idly. Getting up after her, she walks ahead of me, the ball of cum still held in her magic. "I'll flush this away and you." She turns, smiling sweetly before leaning close and whispers, "wait in the bedroom."

With a wink, Vinyl walks into the bathroom and shuts the door. Pants still hanging loosely, I tug them down the rest of the way and take up our clothes in a heap. Just as she asked of me, I walk past the restroom and into the bedroom. I dump the clothes into the laundry bin and lay on the bed, awaiting my marefriend.

It isn't long before Vinyl steps in, bottle in hand. As soon as she closes the door behind her and turns to face me, She steps towards me slowly. This was the first time I got a good look at her naked form, her outline being the only thing I can see.

With the hoodie off, Vinyl’s adorable ponytail is plainly visible. Her horn peeks out at the apex of her forehead, surrounded by the well organized stripes of fluorescent blue and navy that was her hair. A single lock falls down the left side of her face, lining up perfectly with the edge of her cheek as she smiles nervously at me. Her ruby eyes almost glow with an independent light, glimmering enthrallingly and stealing most of my attention as if I were a moth. Although, it isn't quite so difficult to break that gaze and turn it south, her slender neck giving way to her smooth, shapely shoulders. Her naked chest reveals her smallish breasts, the mounds bouncing somewhat with her steps as her bright nipples contrast well with her angelic coat of fur. Her stomach is smooth and a bit rounded, a thin layer of fat that works well with her fur to make it soft and pleasant to the touch. Going lower, her body widens greatly at her hips, her curvy butt making up more than enough for her smaller bust. Those hips swing effortlessly with her steps, giving her a petite pear-shape as her long tail swishes about behind her. Her thighs also stand out, quite plump to match her rump only to thin out slightly to her toned legs, the slender limbs a perfect accent to her body. But her feminine form is contrasted greatly by her dark, semi-erect cock bouncing idly above her complementary bulky testicles.

I wouldn't call her anything but breathtaking.

She comes over and places the bottle on the nightstand, ignoring it for now as she crawls onto the bed. Prowling forward on the sheets with her tail swishing side to side in sync with her round hips, she climbs on top of me. Her face comes up close to mine as our legs tangle together. Placing a hand on my cheek, her eyes shift around, staring into mine. The rain continues pattering against the bedroom window but just above the sound I can hear her gulping once before leaning in to meet my lips in the gentlest of kisses. Her eyes fall shut and I can feel her breathing through her nose. Her tail flicks about and tickles my feet, making me giggle into her mouth. She pulls back and her eyes open slowly.

“Are you sure about this? I’ll be as gentle as possible, but it’s still gonna hurt…” she drifts off, concern ringing the edges of her tone.

All I do is nod slowly, looking into her scarlet eyes with certainty. I said I’d do anything for her, and I meant it. And being honest, I've thought about having sex with her for a while now. I just never thought I'd be on the receiving end.

She smiles and looks to the side, reaching for the bottle on the nightstand. “I found some baby oil in your bathroom. It’s the closest to lube I could find. Here.” She gets off of me and sits up against the headboard, legs stretched straight outwards as she opens the bottle. “You can be on top. We’re gonna go at your pace,” she says. Lifting my leg over hers, I crawl up towards her face, similar to how she did earlier, but instead, I just sat in her lap. Our sexes are so close to each other, Vinyl’s already climbing back to full mast in expectation and emitting that alluring heat against mine.

"Should I mention I've never done this before? Like, I've never been touched back there by anyone but me," I mumble, looking off to the side.

"Wait, what? You mean, I'm gonna be your first?"

I nod sheepishly, "I wouldn't want anypony else to do it except you."

Her mouth falls open and a blush touches her cheeks; whatever about expecting to have sex with me tonight, I doubt she expected to take my anal virginity. "I'll be as gentle as possible, you can trust me. I want this to be memorable for us."

"So do I."

Squirting a pool of oil into her palm, Vinyl beckons me onto my knees. I scoot up so she can reach around me and our cocks touch, rubbing each other again. She pauses before doing anything else.

“I’m gonna lube you up, ‘kay?” she says in a soothing voice. Even after being in her palm, the stuff's probably still cold. I nod, shivering quickly after as Vinyl slowly runs her finger against my entrance and spreads the slick oil against it. The sensation becomes too much and I throw my arms over her shoulders, hugging her tightly. Vinyl giggles as her finger-tip runs circles around my pucker. As suddenly as it began, she stopped, at least only long enough to dip her finger back into the pool of oil before bringing it back around against me. The liquid sinks into my skin, moistening me up and leaving the pucker slicked. Again, her finger disappears to dip into the oil but this time, upon returning, she presses it gently against my tensed hole. Vinyl leans in to kiss my neck, humming against me in a way that sounds calming. Her kisses are slow from spot to spot, each one followed by a huff of air, drenching my neck in her warmth. She’s successful in loosening my muscles as her finger manages to slip into me. Momentarily feeling the urge to move, her arms tighten around me suddenly and hold me in place while her kisses continue and her finger slowly retracts. It's slow going, Vinyl pulling out fully each time to apply more oil but with each round of lubing it becomes easier and my entrance starts to gradually loosen. The lathering is smooth and gentle, as if she was afraid I would break from one finger, but it isn't so bad. Eventually it gets to a point where her whole finger is inside me, her knuckles kneading my rear from her trying to get as deep as she can, pressing her finger-tip against my walls, applying more lube and massaging me from the inside.

“You feeling good so far?” Vinyl asks.

“Mhmm,” I mutter. The internal massage does feel quite pleasing, soothing muscles I never knew I had.

“Good.” Next thing I know, Vinyl slips in a second finger. Her twin appendages press gently in opposite directions, stretching me slightly. I moan softly and clench in resistance on instinct, only to have Vinyl’s heated breath on my neck again. “Shhh, I’m just prepping you. Just keep breathing and relax. You know I won't hurt you and we can stop if you want to.”

Her words are like a massage in itself, suppressing my growing anxiety as I relax and lean against her. “That’s it,” she coos, "just relax. I promise this'll feel as good for you as it does for me.” Her hand comes around to slather the remaining oil in her palm over our genitals. She wraps her hand around us both and rubs us together, similar to how she did earlier, all while continuing to spread my entrance. The oil gets everywhere, making both of our rods slippery as Vinyl holds them together and some droplets roll down my length to curl around the curve of our touching balls. The bed creaks quietly as Vinyl pivots over and begins kissing the other side of my neck, making me squirm under her control. She’s slowly and steadily rubbing our shafts together, her ring bumping my tip like before, her fingers giving me an internal massage, slathering the oil against the ridges of my insides, and her face in the curve of my neck, treating my sensitive skin with kisses and puffs of her breath, all simultaneously.

Suddenly, her fingers slide out with a hushed slurp and her hand leaves our shafts to slip amongst themselves. I hear her squirt a fresh pool of oil into her hand before the cap to the oil snaps closed and the bottle thumps softly as she places it back on the nightstand.

"Just a little more, to be safe." My arms remain around her neck as she looks over my shoulders and dips her fingers in the oil. Again, two fingers slide into my entrance and brush my inner walls. I know it's just two fingers, but it feels like so much more. Her fingering is gentle, just like she promised as more oil is applied to me. Still, I can't help flinching as a third finger catches me off-guard, spreading me further. I know she's watching, observing her dexterity over my shoulder as her fingers slide in and out repeatedly, a squelching noise following each plunge.

"That should be enough," Vinyl smiles contently, pulling out her fingers and giving my ass a squeeze. I moan slightly at her fingers molding my soft flesh, massaging it gently, just like everything else she was doing. "Hehe, sorry. Couldn't help it." Just like before, she applies the leftover oil to her cock, lubing it up until it was slick against my own shaft. I could feel how ready she was - horsecock throbbing steadily, awaiting my touch as her full, plump balls rolled around beneath my own. "Alright, I'm ready when you are."

As I positioned myself above her crotch, my hands met her shoulders and I looked into her eyes, losing myself in the deep red irises.

"Are you sure you're okay with this?" Vinyl asks one final time, her hand meeting mine on her shoulder. I give her a simple nod and lean in, kissing her on the lips, the soft skin meeting mine as the rain slowed significantly outside. "Okay. And remember, go slow."

My body comes down, her flat head connecting with my entrance. All that was needed is the final push. I try lowering myself and easing her in, but her shaft just slips against my pucker, sliding between my ass cheeks instead. "Oooh, you're too tense," Vinyl's hands come to my hips and massage them soothingly. "Just take a deep breath...."

At that, I follow her advice, focusing on being relaxed. I inhale slowly and with a wet squish, my second attempt at accepting her is fruitful. The first thing that strikes me is the moderate pain. Vinyl's prepping did help in loosening myself, but her actual appendage dwarfed her fingers. It stretches me out and I grit my teeth, whimpering and grunting as barely half an inch snuck inside.

But I knew I had to relax. My mind drifted; I thought about us, and how we've only had four official dates. Often times we'd just agree to hang out somewhere, like going shopping, but one specific moment stood out from the rest.

We were hanging out in the center of town. I had just bought us both drinks and Vinyl had the idea to walk around the flower beds in the nearby massive public park. Vinyl, of course, was cutely sipping her strawberry smoothie while I had my own pomegranate flavored one. My fingers slipped between hers and we just walked around, holding hands. We didn't need to do any of those other things people always talk about; cheesy as it may sound, just being with her was more than enough. Eventually, she spotted a wooden bench and pulled me along. It didn't take very long before she was lying down with her head in my lap, watching clouds go by. Words weren't needed; instead she offered to share her pair of earbuds and we just listened to her MP3 player together. I would stare down into her majestic eyes and she'd smile up into my own, both of us isolated in our own world, away from reality. From all the time we had together, I knew she would never hurt me, and I'd never hurt her.

With my thoughts focused, the pain became all the more bearable, fading into the background of my concerns as Vinyl's arms wrapped around me lovingly. She held me close as her shaft plunged within my depths, her precum flowing abundantly and lubing me in the places her fingers did not reach. I felt her girth widen and I assumed I had reached her base, but when it thinned out again I realized I had just now only made it past her medial ring. It was there I stopped, listening to Vinyl whimper in delight.

"Vinyl, you okay?" I ask, grunting still.

"Yeah. You're just really—oh—warm inside. It's so much better than I imagined."

"I'm glad," I whisper, flinching a bit as the pain is ever present, but bearable. Only because it's her.

Closing in on her delicate face to meet her lips, she leans back into the pillows with her arms wrapped around me and brings me with her, my body meeting her tone torso and soft breasts as our kiss deepens. Tongues wrestling and her mounds squashed against my chest, I begin my ascent, her hips lifting as much as they can in an attempt to keep her shaft inside me, but to no avail. Her medial ring stretches my opening momentarily before I'm capable of pulling up until her flared head threatens to spring loose. But that isn't my intent as I force myself back down on her hard rod. Vinyl moans in my mouth, enjoying my virgin tightness as I make my way back down to her ring slowly. The pain is still palpable, but I keep my focus on my marefriend as the pleasure of knowing I was being filled by her overrode the sting of being stretched. I throw my arms around her neck, holding her as close as possible while we kissed passionately. Her tongue curves to caress mine as her arms stroke my back, all while I kept a slow and steady pace of working her length as her ring and flared head massaged my insides. The oil definitely helped as the whole motion is as smooth as the lubricant itself.

Our kiss breaks and Vinyl dives in against my exposed neck. I moan loudly as she plants wetter and longer kisses, painting my neck as if it were a blank canvas. She knows as well as I do that the pleasure could help alleviate the pain, kisses present the easiest means of keeping my mind on how good she can make me feel. But there was give and take; my tight insides massaged and squeezed her flesh as I squirmed and I could only hope that it felt as good for her as she was making me feel. She groans every time I descend on her shaft, the vibrations of her voice reverberating against my neck, spiking my pleasure further.

I want to take more of her; the need to feel more of her inside becomes too much to ignore as her tender treatment helps the pain subside. Reaching down to spread the cheeks of my ass apart, I test myself a few times with some quick, sharp bouncing alternated with relaxing my muscles and just slowly dropping into her lap as far as I could. Her shaft's so rigid that I can feel every pulsing vein, every slicked inch scraping against me on the way down, the soft walls of my interior stroking and squeezing her as I swallowed her whole. Vinyl squeals out in surprise and my own moans intermingle with her voice as I finally hilt myself fully on her shaft, the last few inches slipping in as I gently meet her throbbing balls with a soft smack. Vinyl's fingernails dig into my back, her breath hot and quick as her rod sinks into my core, both of us finally becoming as one. The feeling was astounding. It felt as if some empty part of me was filled for the first time in my life, and it was wonderful. My arms wrap around her waist as I grind my hips against her, encasing her cock in my warmth. Her arms snap around me, allowing my rump to nestle easily in the curve of her lap while her legs fidgeted behind me. Warmth spills from the tip of her cock as it twitches inside me, Vinyl essentially wrapping herself around me, holding me as close as physically possible. Little whimpers escape her, suggesting it still isn't enough.

I begin to bounce slowly on her shaft, Vinyl moaning every time my rear makes contact with her plush thighs with a dull slap. She clutches me hard, her chin digging into my shoulder as she begins to thrust up to match my movements. The flared head of her cock manages to hit a sweet spot inside me that sends a rush of pleasure through me, the likes of which I've never experienced before. The wonderful, adorable mewling sounds she makes as my bouncing becomes more forceful is music to my ears. I'm unable to really speed up my movements, but I try to clench hard and massage her thick rod with my inner muscles, my own cock growing harder with pleasure.

"Nnnnh, I'm getting close," Vinyl barely says while her eyes fade open. "Should I-nnnnh-Should I pull out?" She asks, clenching her teeth and holding back for as long as she can to make the feeling last.

My forehead presses against hers and I look her in her beautiful eyes. "No. Stay inside, and don't let go," I whisper between pants, my climax approaching in sync with hers. I wanted to assure her that this was what I wanted. To be with her. For her to fill me entirely with her essence. I wanted her to understand that I accept her for who she is.

Her voice catches in her throat and I swear I can see a tear in the corner of her eye. In one instant, her voice becomes remarkably clear and in that moment she speaks one more sentence.

"I love you."

With that, her knees come up in a lock, holding me fast against her body. Her breasts press against my chest, her arms coiled around me and hugging like her life depended on it. Her cock throbs inside me, like an earthquake on my insides as I grunted and sank down to take her whole shaft, submitting myself to her desperate embrace. My penis was encased in her soft tummy fur, the feeling of each individual hair brushing my sensitive areas as I ground against her. She held on tight, resting the side of her face on my shoulder as her thrusts became short and erratic, the room filled with the lewd slapping of our bodies meeting. It gave me the chance to bury my face in her exposed neck, draping tender kisses about as her testicles convulsed and her hips gave a final thrust into me, her rod sinking as far as it could.

I came first, squirting my load into the area just below her plush breasts, blending in with the color of her coat. Her ring continued stimulating that sweet spot inside me as my load expelled between us. With a deep groan, my mind faded as I let it all out. Simultaneously, my insides clench, squeezing hard on Vinyl's shaft and my focus teetered when her orgasm breached my body.

She groaned aloud, her girth bulging in waves as her massive load surged forth directly into my depths. The sound came loud and clear as she fired her fluids forth; a low, thick squirting, like a deep gulp of something creamy. The lurid sound echoed each time her cock pulsed and propelled a rope of cum forth inside me. She was literally pumping me full of her seed, and it was hot. Not an uncomfortable heat, but quite the opposite; a comforting warmth that only Vinyl could provide. And the fluids felt like they wouldn't stop. The thick cum filled my every crevice and ridge, clinging to my walls as more and more unloaded within me, my body shivering at the feeling of it sloshing inside me. It became too much, my stomach expanding slightly to contain it, but with Vinyl holding me so tightly, there was no room to expand into. Instead, the flood was forced outwards, the overflow spurting out of me around Vinyl's cock, while the fluids coat her balls and most of the area around my entrance in the thick substance. She kept going, on and on, far longer than her first orgasm. It felt like hours as her balls emptied their fresh load relentlessly inside me. I had lost track of time as eventually, Vinyl's orgasm faded, her shaft still quivering inside me and her breath coming in ragged pants. She had exhausted herself from her powerful climax and her limbs lay limp, loosely clinging to my body. All she can do is nuzzle her face against mine, letting her breathing slowly calm down to something steadier. My stomach felt as full as ever, but it was a soothing fullness inside me that could put me to sleep, like having a good meal. A haze starts to cloud my mind but I fight the grogginess.

"Vinyl, you okay?" I ask softly, my hand coming up to stroke her hair.

She mumbles against me, eventually pulling herself away to look into my eyes. "That was... that was incredible." She stretches up to kiss me softly before falling back against the pillows with a soft “pomf”. "How about you? I didn't hurt you did I?"

I shake my head lazily and lean down to her to nuzzle her in the seeping moonlight that illuminates half her face, her smile outshining it as she nuzzles me back.

"C'mere," Vinyl mutters, clutching me tight and shimmying down on the bed so she could lie down flat on her back, my body now resting on her as her depleted shaft slipped out from me with a squelch. Some cum leaks out from my pucker, but most of it remains inside me, still keeping me warm. "I got it," Vinyl mutters again, snapping her fingers as the collective fluids disappear from our bodies, the volume inside me left untouched, keeping me full. I then hear my toilet flush in the distance. With the fluids gone, nothing separates me from just lying on top of her, her fur as soft as ever. I slide off her body and wrap my arms around her, holding her under my chin and cuddling her softly.

"Umm, this may sound weird, but... can I... umm... hold you?" Vinyl asks sheepishly, blushing madly as she looks up at me. The look in her eyes, the deep caring they reflect, pleading me to say "yes". But I would never say "no" to her. I nod lazily and she smiles heartfully.

Vinyl watches me retract myself from her, clutching my arms to my chest and awaiting her move. She pulls the covers over us both and before I'm able to do anything else, she's already thrown her arms around me and pulled me into her body; her hand lays against the back of my head and her other arm trails lazily along my back as she cuddled me close. Her leg goes over my thigh and the rest of our lower limbs become a tangled mess, her tail topping it off by curling around my waist as she quite literally wraps me in her. My senses are invaded by her and only her as my head is pushed into the crook of her neck and my body lines up perfectly with hers. A closer position gives me a clear sound of her lulling heartbeat and her fur brushes my body like the greatest of blankets. And best of all, with my head against her neck, the air is saturated with her vivid scent - a soothing aroma like a natural incense.

"You comfortable?" Vinyl asks soothingly, kissing the top of my head. I nod and mumble into her, finding comfort in being held in her ever-so-gentle arms. I kind of expected it to be somewhat awkward, being the one who's held in bed, but it wasn't. I felt cared for and wanted and a part of me hoped dearly that Vinyl felt it just as keenly as I. "Good." she hugs me closer and nuzzles my head. She rubs my back gently and I feel her foot stroke mine oh-so slowly. The touch is soothing, calming the last of my tired muscles.

“Hey,” Vinyl whispers above me. I turn up to make eye-contact, assuring her I’m listening. Her hand trails up and she plays with my hair, her fingers delicately combing through it lightly. “Thank you. I don’t think I’m saying this enough, but thank you, so much.”

“Of course, Vinyl. I’d do anything for you.”

“H-hmm, not just for letting me hold you like this.” She blushes. “But for everything. It's just, no one’s ever treated me so nicely, ever. I... I've always been scared of being left alone,” her voice trails off and she looks away, "and things are rough when you live your fear. But you,” her eyes come back to mine and they look moist with tears, “You changed that for me. I’m just in a whole different world when I’m with you. You make me feel like a Pegasus pony, flying high above the world. I always get so giddy when you agree to hang out somewhere. I know it’s childish, but it’s true. You give me something to look forward to. You give me a reason to wake up in the morning. You give me something to treasure and hold close,” her arms clutch me tighter against her body, the heat it bathes me in is so consoling. Eyes falling shut, a lone tear streaks down her gentle face.

“Vinyl?” I ask. I was listening intently to her, feeling touched by the serenity of her tone.

“...I was just so scared of losing you.... That you'd think I'm a freak.... And I’d be alone all over again” She sniffles, burying her face in my head for comfort. She never told me much about her past, but it’s clear as day she’s been through tough times.

“Vinyl,” I pull out from under her head and press my forehead to hers, staring into those lustrous eyes as a few more tears scatter about her face. “I’m not gonna let that happen. You are not a freak. You’re beautiful, inside and out, and you’ll never be alone. I’ll always be here.”

Her expression morphs into a bright smile, her face lunging forward to nuzzle mine, her tears wiped on my face. And I accept it, nuzzling back realizing her tears are my tears. It'd pain me to see her so hurt.

"Oh, and Vinyl?" I speak suddenly, pulling back to guarantee I was looking softly into her eyes. She meets my gaze with a smile and awaits the rest of my words. With no hesitation or second thoughts, I know I've never been more sincere in the entirety of my life when my lips move to say these last four words:

"I love you too."

I watch her face contort cutely as she can only shut her eyes and press her lips to mine, kissing me deeply. No tongue, just a sign of love, caring, gratitude, and everything else that welled up in her at my words. When she pulled back, I noticed her eyes watering with fresh tears and I smile up at her, one of my arms shifting out from her to come up and wipe her face delicately with my thumb. She nuzzles my hand and holds me tightly, burying me in her coat. She sniffles once and her tail swishes against our feet, her heartbeat feeling as if it were in sync with my own. I just tuck myself further into her, letting her hold me close like a stuffed animal, as I would be something she can always rely on in whatever darkness that may frighten her. And I would never leave. She begins humming to herself, the same tune from earlier today as I lie there with her, snuggling up to her embrace. My head comes out and I press my forehead to hers. We lie there, face to face, breathing each other’s air intimately.

The only sound comes from our breathing and stray drops of water running off tree branches outside, the rain having stopped completely. No feeling could ever surpass this heaven-like state I'm in right now, lying still with Vinyl. It's something I'd never before believed I could feel, yet here I was, with the mare of my dreams.

And I wouldn't want anyone else.

*To Service My Queen Part 1

*To Service My Queen Part 1

The door creaks open as I step in. I slid my key back into my pocket and tiptoe inside, closing the door slowly behind me. I'm pleading to the Goddesses that she doesn't know I got home. But that's hopeless, considering the situation. I crept inside and turn the corner into the living room, gnawing my lip in anticipation.

The light flicks on, illuminating the room, revealing my marefriend sitting in my personal armchair in her usual pajamas.

Her position resembled a queen upon her throne.

"Hey, babe, Where've you been?" Vinyl asked casually, brushing one of her navy bangs behind her ear.

I started sweating now. There's no way this can end well. "Uhh, Vinyl, I'm so sorry. My boss asked me to stay late after work. We were really backed up on things," I whimpered under her stare.

She raises an eyebrow. "Oh really? Couldn't you just have said that your marefriend was coming home today after a two-week tour and you had plans? He's married, isn't he? I'm sure he'd understand."

"I guess so, but he decided to ask me first while everyone else left. I couldn't get away. I'm sorry. I did get a promotion, though. So let's just spend the rest of the night together, having fun."

She laughed, throwing back her head and whipping back her striped hair. It sounded like a faked cackle, like she was trying to be evil, but it came out cuter than it was menacing. "Oh, I'll be having fun alright," she responded, showing her teeth in a smile. "Why don't you put your stuff down and come over here."

I calmly put my bag on a nearby table, almost stumbling as she watched me the whole time, biting her lip waiting for me to approach her. When I was but two steps from her, she stood up and grabbed me by my tie, pulling me into a forceful kiss. I had to hunch over a bit to meet her soft lips which roughly pressed against mine. I'm caught a bit off guard, but the way she was shoving her tongue into my mouth, I was forced to accommodate. One of her hands snaked behind my head, making sure I couldn't pull back and my only supply of air was the heat coming from her mouth. Her other hand went down to immediately start unbuttoning my shirt.

She eventually pulled back from the kiss with a satisfied "ah" and a thick stream of saliva connecting our lips as she finished with the last button. She licked her lips, breaking the strand and pulling open my shirt.

"You won't be needing this," she spoke casually, tugging the shirt off of my shoulders, revealing my slim figure. I tried to open my mouth to speak, but her lips pressed back onto me again, assaulting my mouth with her tongue as if she owned the place. She growled and nibbled on my lip a bit as her hands left my body. I peeked through one eye to notice her push down her baggy grey sweatpants and the pair of black and blue striped panties I bought her for her birthday one time. She really liked them, and so did I, but they weren't really asking to be admired now that they slumped on the floor.

Her eyes were closed while I ogled her shimmying figure. She had her beautiful coat of white fur, the texture soft as she pressed her body against me. Her breasts were somewhat smaller than average, but just big enough to jiggle side to side with her movements. On the contrary to her chest, tracing her body gave me a good view of her generous hips, the double eighth note marked on each side. Her hips held quite the curve, making jaws drop in public when she strut down our sidewalk. Overall, one could describe her figure as wide hips with small tits, and I considered myself lucky when she agreed to go out with me. I was about to sneak a better view of her goods, but her eyes were shifting open and she began to pull away from me.

After practically raping my mouth, her arm secured itself more firmly around my neck. "Come on," she said quickly, her tail curling around to brush my bare stomach in a tease. She walked backwards until she crashed into my chair again, flopping into the seat.

But now that she was laying sprawled out on the armchair, showing off her goodies, I froze, now realizing why this situation will end up a pain in the ass.

"Hehe," she chuckled, "you act like you've never seen my cock before."

I have seen it before, yet I still get anxious every time I do. Sure enough, laying semi-flaccid, almost hanging off the chair between Vinyl's legs was a horsecock; very thick, almost-black navy in color, and long enough that it's erect form was a bit short of reaching the underside of her humble breasts. A bit of pre oozed from its flat head.

"On your knees," Vinyl commanded.

I remained like a deer in the headlights until she rolled her eyes and snapped her fingers. With a flash of her horn I felt a gentle push on the back of my shins, knocking me off balance and buckling my knees. My arms flew forward and my eyes shut on instinct as I collapsed. When I opened my eyes, my hands were placed on either side of her legs and my face was only millimeters from her shaft. I could smell its wafting scent; an odd smell, but in an enticing way that made me want to breathe it in even more. It twitched, booping the tip of my nose and leaving a smear of precum. "That's better, eh?" A voice came from above. I glanced up to her smirk and back to the penis in front of me, choosing to stare rather than act.

She sighed. "Do I have to do everything?" Vinyl muttered under her breath. One of her hands reached behind my head while the other pinched my nose. Since I had to breathe, I opened my mouth on instinct.

Big mistake.

Her hand pushed my head forward and the somewhat salty taste of her smooth-skinned rod greeted my tongue as the long penis invited itself inside my mouth. Her hand left my nose to let me breathe and Vinyl lifted her legs so they locked my shoulders in the clutch of her knees, not letting me pull my body back.

"C'mon babe, I waited two weeks for this," Vinyl says, flexing her legs so my head bobs forward, drawing out a slurping sound from me. "Plus, I didn't jerk it the whole time, so I'm pent up... just for you." That was it. I fell prey to her. It's not like it was bad. I just started moving my head in a back and forth motion, brushing my tongue on the underside of her meat as it hardened in my mouth. "It wasn't easy, you know. There were a lot of hot guys with cute asses in some of the crowds. I had to contain myself so I didn't pop a boner on stage," she continued, talking casually and glancing at her fingers. Her other hand moved to weave through my hair as I worked. I began to push further and suck on the length, getting into it. My tongue even began dancing in circles on the flat of her head. "Ohh, yeah. Just like that, babe," she muttered at my actions, her spare hand rushing up underneath her tank top to grab a handful of her breast.

She let out a deep moan as I moved a bit further, rubbing her thighs and taking in her medial ring, letting the tip of her cock bump against the back of my mouth. I did my best to service her, picking up the pace and staring into her crimson eyes. She stared back, biting her lip and pinching her nipple under her shirt as she held back her moans. "You're real-, oh~, really good at this," she complimented. It wasn't so difficult. I just imagined what I like in a blowjob and used it as a guide. I began rolling my tongue and tightening my lips as I sucked on her length. Vinyl shut her eyes and leaned forward, hissing at my actions. My hands slipped under her thighs and I began to play with her testicles, cradling her swelled sack. This brought both of her hands moved to the back of my head to push me down on her. I pushed back in resistance, taking a quick breath through my nose before bracing myself and letting Vinyl's hands resume control of me.

"Ahhhhhhn~!" Vinyl cried out as I swallowed her shaft, taking it into my throat. I felt her head twitch as some more precum dribbled straight into my stomach. At the same time, my hands began massaging her squishy balls. Sure enough, they were heavy and pent up with her thick spunk. I pulled back while sucking until I felt her head slip back out of my tight throat while I opened one of my hands, letting her testicles roll around in my palm. Feeling adventurous, I kept her balls in my palm while one of my fingers searched behind her sack for a certain wet slit. The finger slipped inside her snatch and wiggled a bit. With a sharp intake of breath, I dove back in, going as far as possible, moaning from the way she grasped my hair, my tongue now trapped against the floor of my mouth by her cock which had slipped back into my throat. My nose pressed her furry belly and my chin burrowed into her bountiful balls, still being kneaded by my hand, as I took her whole length, shutting my eyes and making lewd swallowing motions and sounds. She had invaded all of my senses. I felt her whole cock throb, I could smell the built up musk from being trapped in her pants so long, I could see nothing but her white fur as I pushed myself further, I could hear her moaning above me, and the taste; the taste of her smooth skin was salty, yet her precum had a delicious sweetness to it as the fluid drooled over my taste buds.

"O-o-o-oh fuck," Vinyl stuttered. I pulled back and just bobbed a bit before deep-throating her again. "Wha-wait, hold on," Vinyl spoke. I stopped groping her balls and slowed down my suckling on her thickening cock as she pulled out her cell phone from somewhere on the couch. I looked up at her quizzically, wondering what was going on until I heard multiple clicks.

She just took pictures of me with her cock halfway down my throat.

My cheeks lit up with red as she put her phone back down. "Ah, don't worry, babe, I won't share these with anyone. It's just for my own p-personal use," she said, brushing away a stray lock of her fluorescent bangs before her hands returned to my head, building up a rhythm once again.

I tried to speak my opinion, but I should have known it would just come out as muffled sounds. Vinyl just giggled with a smile. "Y-You're funny, babe. You should know not to talk with your mouth full," she playfully scolded, punctuating herself by thrusting into my throat again. I moaned at her comment, the lewd vibrations rattling her cock and making her head flare, telling me she was nearing her climax.

I picked up my pace drastically, making loud, slick noises with my mouth while Vinyl thrusted in sync. She gasped, shutting her eyes and biting her lip. "Oh, fuck, babe, I'm getting close!" Vinyl shouted as she continued fucking my face. One of my hands went back to cupping her balls, squeezing firmly and rolling them around in my palm while my other inserted two fingers into her now drenched cunt.

She always looked so cute when she blushed and bit her lip. She tries hard to put on a dominant demeanor, but her contrasting timid reactions can be so adorable. I pulled back and took a large breath, preparing for the finish. She kept pumping, without yield, as if she forgot I wasn't a toy. I guess I was her toy to be honest. I kept sucking, trying to get her to cum, kneading at her balls a bit rougher now and I could feel the warm load churning inside, getting ready to launch.

Vinyl was moaning and screaming before too long, whining with need as she relentlessly rutted my mouth. Finally ready to bring her over the edge, I roughly shoved my two fingers deep into her cunt, simultaneously pressing firmly on her engorged clitoris and squeezing her balls hard. Her entire form tensed, her balls pulled tight against her body as she howled, "Yes, Babe, I'm gonna cuuuuuuuuuuum~!" She pushed me as hard as she could and her head flared, locking herself in my throat while she leaned over and clenched with all her limbs. It was like she was trying to wrap herself around my head, but her body would only bend so far. I was just buried in her fur and limbs, taking her whole length of flesh.

Then I felt it. I swore I could feel my own throat bulge as her shaft thickened, spasming as the load began flowing out. First her snatch drenched my fingers in nectar and my hand felt her balls convulse. Then, it hit me.

Warmth.

All I could feel was warmth as the thick liquid gushed down, draping itself along the walls of my insides. Her cock kept twitching, as if it never was going to stop. A series of high-pitched moans leaked from her as she gave a few tiny thrusts, trying to drive her shaft even deeper into my throat. So much cum was pooling in my depths, sloshing around as I felt like I was scarfing down a large meal and then some. It just streamed down in thick, endless ropes. She could have told me she was pent up with a month's worth and I would have believed her. More and more was just being dumped inside me before Vinyl grew weary and her grip loosened on my head. I pulled back until just her head was left in my mouth so I could at least breathe through my nose while I sucked out the last few savory drops.

"Ohhhh~, that was amazing," Vinyl said, her voice out of breath from rutting my mouth. Her whole body quivered and she whimpered as I sucked out the last spurts, pulling her out of my mouth with a pop. I sat back and placed a hand on my stomach, swirling my tongue around in my mouth to ensure I had swallowed every bit of her salty-sweet cum. It felt so warm inside me as her cum sloshed about. "Oh wow~, I didn't think you could take that whole load. I really filled you up, huh babe?" Vinyl spoke as she watched me rub my stomach.

I was panting hard, nodding my head in a daze as I regained my breath. I noticed my two fingers were still coated in her pussy juices. I moved them up to my face to suck the layer of clear fluid off, using my tongue to capture every bit and letting Vinyl watch.

"Well, I think you deserve a little something now," Vinyl spoke up when she regained her breath. "Why don't you sit up here with me," Vinyl patted her lap. I looked on with wide eyes at her cock. Even after all of that, it had never softened. It glistened in the dim light of the lamp from my spit and some of her leftover cum. I stared at it as it throbbed, beckoning me over. My focus remained unchanged when she spoke, "C'mon babe."

I stood up hesitantly.

"Now take off the rest of your clothes. Ya' know, to get comfortable," Vinyl instructed me, removing her own top and tossing it aside, revealing her frost-white, rounded breasts with their bright red nipples. It reminded me of mounds of the softest snow, topped with delicious looking cherries. I obeyed her, tossing my slacks to the side.

"Since you missed my tour, I suppose I could give you a more personal show. So just sit down here, and I'll get jammin'," she said with a tone of seductiveness, patting her thighs again.

I slowly turned around and bent down before I felt Vinyl's soft hands on my hips, guiding me down. I felt her wet cock rub between my ass cheeks, blushing as it twitched a bit when I felt the head brush my asshole, foreshadowing her plans. Eventually, I was sitting in Vinyl's lap, her cock squished between my lower back and her stomach.

"Babe, get your legs up, I'm not gonna do all the work," Vinyl said playfully.

After some fidgeting and adjusting, I worked my legs up so my ankles were against the outside of her thighs in the armchair. My new position gave me better control over my movements, so I'm not just sitting on Vinyl's lap. "There we go," Vinyl cooed, snaking her body up to mine so we shifted in sync with her pulsing meat still in its place. Her hands slapped my hips a few times before settling and roughly massaging me while she began nibbling on my earlobe.

"Mmmh, why is your ass so nice?" Vinyl asked with a growl, my earlobe still in the clench of her teeth. I suppose my rear did stick out a bit more than others - I tensed as Vinyl sunk her fingers into the squishy flesh of my ass.

Maybe I stuck out more than just a bit.

"H-hmm, Just relax, babe," Vinyl whispered, noticing my tension and shifting her demeanor a bit. Her hands became more gentle with their rubbing while her nibbles on my ear evolved to tender kisses on my neck. I loosened up, swirling my hips in her crotch in a more fluid motion. Now that I was calm, Vinyl giggled softly, pushing my ass cheeks together and beginning a slow up and down motion, using my ass cheeks to masturbate her cock for a bit while my hips gyrated.

"Alright. You ready?" Vinyl asked soothingly, hugging my body against her with a light hum. I nodded slowly, falling into this heated haze my marefriend had trapped me in. I couldn't help it. Her agile fingers touching sensitive spots on my body and her sweet breath tickling my neck had lowered my defenses.

She had me like putty in her hands.

I shifted up in a kneeling position while waiting for Vinyl's next move. "Mmmm, just hold still real quick..." Vinyl said. I waited before something cold and slimy brushed my anus. Looking over my shoulder, I noticed it was her finger. The appendage pulled away while Vinyl reapplied more saliva to it, then returned her finger to me. I eeped as she slipped it in and circled my walls to coat them in her saliva. I clenched in surprise at her sudden penetration, gripping her finger firmly.

"Wow, you're squeezing my finger soooo tight. You must really want it, don't you?" Vinyl asked with a devious grin. I nodded shakily as she began pushing harder with her finger against my hole.

"Hmm, maybe it'd be easier if I..." Vinyl trailed off, seductiveness leaking from her voice. Her finger slipped out of me and suddenly both of her hands were on my hips, lifting me into more of a crouching position. I felt her lean forward and jumped when her face lodged itself in the crevice of my ass. I would have moved forward but her hands grasped me and pushed me in towards her, so I settled for gripping the armrests of the chair for support. At first she was just nuzzling and breathing heavily, I shivered, feeling her lips brush my anus in a delicate kiss. It felt a bit odd, but not unwanted. Then her lips parted and I felt the wet appendage of her tongue slither into my anus. She swirled it around, reassuring herself that every crevice was slathered in her saliva. "Mmmh." I heard her muffled voice as she continued lubing me. I just shivered in her touch while her hands massaged me and pushed me back. I might as well have been sitting on her face as she wedged herself further to reach deeper.

Her tongue retracted momentarily so she could speak. "Ooo, You like that, don't you?" She purred before rushing back in, not paying attention to my subtle "n-yeah" in response. When she dove in, she opened her mouth wider this time, allowing her tongue to slip in deeper, keeping my entrance slick. Her tongue bent and morphed, reaching places inside me and coating me in her saliva.

"Pwah," Vinyl made a sound as she pulled back. "Okay, that should be enough," Vinyl announced not before a quick kiss on my pucker. Her hands loosened their clutch and my anus was getting cold from the wetness being exposed to the air. One of her hands was absent; I could only assume it was lining up her cock with its target. "Ready for me, babe?" Vinyl asked, soothing my anxiety with her mellifluous voice.

I gave a simple "mhmm" and nodded my head. I then returned to my kneeling position atop her, lest my shaky legs collapse.

"Alright.... Remember..." She whispered as gentle as possible, like a siren, enticing me onto her piercing rock.

"Just..."

She pulled me down a bit, massaging my side with one hand to keep me calm.

"Keep..."

I felt the head of her cock connect with my puckered entrance, the flat tip oozing and smearing a bit of precum on me, guaranteeing a slippery entrance.

"Breathing...."

Vinyl pushed me down and I felt her press into me. The push was soft and slow as her cock forced its way inside me with a light slurp. I grasped the armrests and gripped them hard since I didn't have a pillow to bite. But with the amount of fluids involved, there wasn't much pain as her slick entrance into my ass sounded like it was sucking on her cock, pulling it inside. "Oooooo, soooo tight," Vinyl muttered under her breath as she snuck herself farther within me, giving my ass a little slap for emphasis. She barely had an inch inside me before her other hand joined its fellow in massaging my hips gently.

"Babe, nnnnh, you gotta relax," Vinyl whimpered. I bit my lip as I was being stretched from her oh-so-thick horsecock. I cleared my head and focused on relaxing my muscles, taking a deep breath. Vinyl was trying to help by gently running her fingers along my sides and planting kisses just beneath my shoulder.

I managed to stifle a moan as her ring passed inside me while I sank further ever so slowly. I could feel everything; her cock spurting more pre within me as it pressed onward, the medial ring sliding further inside, and the glorious feeling of fullness as her cock continued crawling deeper and deeper.

It felt like hours passed by before I felt the contact of Vinyl's soft fur on the bottom of my ass. I slowly settled, leaning back as I nestled myself in the curve of Vinyl's lap, her long cock now fully impaled within me. I could feel her heartbeat through her pulsing meat as we became one.

"Mmmmm, nice and snug~... all the way inside you~," Vinyl murmured, her hands reached up under my armpits to grasp my shoulders and lock me in place, like safety bars on a roller coaster, guaranteeing every little bit of her cock was secure inside me. Her hips could be felt sliding around underneath me, grinding the base of her cock around my rim. "Oh, babe~. It feels soooo gooooooood~... I can feel every bit of you squeezing my thick cock so tight~," Vinyl whispered, now able to reach my ears and nibble on them again.

I was hilted on her cock, the feeling of fullness overwhelming; I couldn't even speak clearly, my words coming out as gibberish. I turned my head to face Vinyl over my shoulder, only to be caught off guard when she leaned forward to kiss me. Unlike the rough make out session from earlier, she was more gentle this time, murmuring into my mouth and keeping her hold on my shoulders, holding me closer while her pillowy lips pressed against mine. My own penis began to rise, hardening at the feeling being filled by my marefriend.

I tested myself and flexed my muscles, giving Vinyl's cock a playful squeeze. This elicited a moan from her, her voice flowing into my mouth as we kissed. Vinyl eventually pulled back with a giggle as a strand of saliva broke before us. "Ready to keep going?" she asks. She had given me time to adjust to the sheer girth of her cock inside me, and I guess she couldn't wait any longer.

"We'll start nice and slow," Vinyl breathed into my ear. Her hands dropped to cradle my hips again, not before giving my ass a playful squeeze followed by a sensual "mmmm" from her. I slowly stretched my legs, lifting myself up and pulling out Vinyl's cock at an agonizingly slow pace. It was so thick. I could feel the ring scraping against my walls as it slid out. A moan slipped from my mouth as the ring spread my hole when it exited.

"Ohhh, did you just moan?" Vinyl asks, running her hands around me to glide her agile fingers over my chest. I blushed and shied away at her comment, getting embarrassed considering my situation. "Awww, don't be shy. It sounds really cute coming from you," Vinyl coos while she thrusts up and down a bit, making her ring slip in and out of me a few times. "Really, I like it. In fact, I wanna hear you do it again," Vinyl whispers, grabbing my hips firmly and pulling me down suddenly. Next thing I know, I'm impaled on her rock-hard cock again, my ass resting on the warm fur of her thighs as the girth of her meat fills me again to the brim. I couldn't help but give in and let out a long, throaty moan.

"Yeah, moan for me, babe," she whispers sensually. My own cock stiffens at her words, the dirty request turned me on just as much as her. She pulls up on my hips and I just flow with her. The ring slips out again, eliciting a gasp from me. She keeps pulling until I feel the flare of her cock tugging against the clenching ring of my entrance. My insides are now squeezing on nothing, that once glorious feeling of fullness gone. I should have known it wouldn't stay like that for long, though. She pushes me down until her ring enters me again.

It's becoming easier to move on her and I look over my shoulder to see her clenching her teeth. I get the devious idea to swirl my hips with her cock only about halfway inside of me. She moans out loud as her cock rubs around my insides in circles, pressing against my walls. Her cock is so hard at this point and it radiates a heat inside me that I easily get addicted to. I pull up on my own so her hands just held me while I took over the work. Once again, only her tip remains before I come down to her ring. I decide to not go down so far, saving the feeling of being filled for later and making a nice buildup.

I set up a steady pace, like a fireplace bellow, working her cock in a fluid motion, squeezing myself up and down her ring as her head leaked more pre. It was almost unbelievable that she came so much earlier and she still had more.

It felt amazing, and I couldn't help it. I was so embarrassed at first since I was a guy getting a serving of cock in his ass, but the feeling of her thick rod inside me easily overpowered any other feeling. I just let go and moaned every time I pushed down. I would pull her out quick and sink down on her slow, dragging out the blissful feeling whenever her cock would fill me again. Her hands remained kneading my plush ass as I did the work.

The sound was so erotic. The combination of my saliva on her cock, her saliva in my ass, and the abundance of fresh precum that spurted inside me helped keep her cock slippery, making slick noises as my walls squeezed her.

My ass was as juicy as a Starburst.

"Nhhhhh, oh, babe, faster!" Vinyl cried. I obeyed, speeding up my movements, lifting myself up and down on her rod. I braced the armrests for balance and leaned forward, curving my tunnel so Vinyl's cock scraped my walls when it plummeted in. Vinyl howled at the sudden yet simple change, I could feel her grip me harder while her flat head leaked more pre. I followed my pattern and never went much lower than her ring. It was the only part of her long cock that I could take at a constant speed, much to Vinyl's displeasing. She was so hard, trying to take more of her into the curve would require more force.

I could feel her trying to thrust up into me, but I would always move with her, my position holding the armrests and my legs bent for suspension compared to her simply slumped figure in the curve of the chair granted me more control.

What can I say, I liked teasing her sometimes too.

"C-c'mon babe! I need you!" She pleaded, trying to pull me down instead of thrusting up. I gave in and followed her pull, going a little bit lower but not quite all the way. The problem remained; going farther meant more force since I was bent over. Her cock was so hard, it slowed my flow since her cock had to curve deep inside me.

"N-no! Don't -nhh- don't stop!" Vinyl cried when I slowed. With a sudden burst of strength, she grabbed me by my waist and pulled me down so my ass slapped against her lap. In a split second I had hilted on her once again; sitting up straight impaled on her pike. I squirmed under her grip, moaning loudly at the unexpected intrusion while Vinyl was humming in delight behind me.

But Vinyl had commanded me not to stop, so I recovered as fast as I could and pulled up again, continuing my once steady pace. Instead of just bouncing on the top half of her meat, I rose up until my ass spread to make way for her ring. Trying to not break the speed, I would then sink down to her base before starting all over again, now working her bottom half. I would still slow down a bit when I took in more, but that didn't stop me from pistoning her long cock while her head ground against my insides. My tongue lolled out every time I'd come crashing down and my ass slapped her furry thighs, moaning in sync with her.

"Oh, How does my cock feel in your tight ass~?" Vinyl asks sexily, pulling my body back to line up with hers. Now that I wasn't leaned over, it became easier to take her whole cock at a constant speed.

"Ahn, you're so thhhhhick~~~," I managed to stammer out, now building a new, quicker pattern of just crashing down to nestle her lap before pulling up to her ring; everything past her ring would never see the light from the lamp. I grew rougher, putting strength into my motion, making sure the ass Vinyl seems to love so much would slap against her each time she bottomed out inside me while her hands were clawing at my hips.

Vinyl's hand suddenly detached from my body and I turned my head over to see what she was doing. Her hand moved over the armrest and and pulled at the lever on the side. Just as I was about to thrust myself down, the chair reclined, putting both of our upper bodies at an angle. When I pushed down, her cock head mashed against my prostate, sending a thunder shock of pleasure through my body.

If my cock wasn't rigid before, it was now.

Vinyl hugged me tighter as I clenched her hard cock in response to the sudden pleasure. With our new positions, Vinyl's cock could hit my prostate with every thrust.

"Oh fuck! Babe, I don't know how much longer I can last!" Vinyl says, her body rubbing against mine. She was getting sweaty, her chest gliding up and down against my back as I bounced in her lap. I could feel her head flare wide inside me, grinding against my walls even rougher.

"Please cum inside~. Fill my tight ass!" I cried out. I didn't care anymore. I barely hear Vinyl mutter an "oh fuck" in response; she was just as weak to dirty talk as I was. I was like a mare in heat, squeezing and twisting while Vinyl fucked me in the ass. Her arms wrapped around my barrel, holding me close to her as she began thrusting up into me as much as she could, matching me when I drop. The sound of my ass cheeks slapping her crotch became more erratic as both of our climaxes approached.

I gave it my all, impaling myself on her as fast as I could, her cock stiffening and pressing against my insides in all the right ways. Soon enough, I couldn't take it anymore. My ass clenched hard and I cried out Vinyl's name as I came, my vision blurring from the intensity. Cum shot from my cock onto the floor in front of us as I rode her flesh along with my orgasm. But the results of my climax were easily put to shame by Vinyl.

"Ahh, babe, I'm gonna-, gonna-," was all she could say before she released a scream of carnal pleasure. Her arms hooked underneath my armpits again, harder this time so her fingernails dug into my shoulder blades. Her knees came up to lock my body into a secure position in her lap. Her thrusts were very quick and short; more like she was grinding herself inside me as her cock head flared to its maximum width. Then everything seemed to happen in slow motion.

Her cock was so deep inside me, her pull on my shoulders and thrust into me guaranteeing she reached my very core. Every square millimeter of her cock could be felt by the walls of my ass as it pulsed. Following the pulse, her cock erupted violently inside me, like when a fire hydrant bursts. The first few shots easily filled every crevice inside me; her massive load of cum spewed straight from the source of her balls as it built up inside. It was hot, swirling inside me as more and more ropes of cum surged forth. She had definitely filled me, and her flared head stopped any cum from escaping. But it didn't stop there; her cock kept spasming, more and more of her seed flooding me. With no where else to go, I looked down to see my stomach expand to contain her thick cream. I moved a hand to my stomach, feeling it bulge from both the inside and out. Compared to earlier, this load of cum blew her last one out of proportion. It was wonderful; my natural body heat was one thing, but the warmth from my marefriend's cum was a blissful feeling radiating from within me as I was filled. I wanted all of it. My ass clenched, milking her cock while my belly expanded further. Eventually, her spurts died down in volume, Vinyl's cry devolving to heavy breathing as her chin rested on my shoulder. Her midsection expanded and contracted as she gasped for air, whereas my own stomach was already about to burst. I lay my head back, letting both of us sink into the cushions of the armchair as our climaxes died down. I basked in the feeling of fullness while Vinyl wrapped her arms around me, holding me gently in the seat. My own hands moved to hold hers as we sat there in nirvana.

Both of us remained speechless, panting for a good few minutes in the aftermath. Eventually, the heated silence was broken when Vinyl rubbed my stomach and leaned into my ear to whisper.

"I wasn't too rough again, was I?" Vinyl asks as both of us calm down.

"Yeah, kinda," I reply, "but you know I like it like that," I respond, closing my eyes in bliss.

Vinyl chuckles. "H-hmm, I'm glad. But look at you," Vinyl moves a hand to rub my belly, "you look like you're four months pregnant with all my cum in there!"

I shiver at her touch. "Yeah, but to be honest, you're the only one who I'd let knock me up, that is, if I could get knocked up," I respond.

"D'awww," Vinyl muttered. She turns her head to peck me on the cheek. "You're too sweet, babe. And you even have a lovely cream filling." I chuckle at her remark and lay still against her.

After sitting in silence for a bit, I speak up.

"So, I take it I'm forgiven for coming home late?" I ask, hoping for a "yes".

"Well, to be honest, my flight was a bit late as well. I got here only an hour before you did. But when I saw you weren't home, I couldn't help but have a little fun," Vinyl responds with a smile and a wink. "But if you'd like, I'm fine with some more repayment." Vinyl wiggles her eyebrows.

I giggle. "Well, not like this! I don't think I can handle any more," I pat my expanded stomach for emphasis.

"Ugh, fine. Maybe later this weekend then."

"Yeah," I mumble, laying back and melting into my marefriend's soft fur as my mind drifted and my eyelids drooped. More silence follows as we sit in peace with each other, together, upon her throne.

*To Service My Queen Part 2

*To Service My Queen Part 2

"Hey," Vinyl nudges me right as I'm about to doze off, "as much as I like falling asleep right after fucking your butt, we kinda smell. Maybe we can shower and maybe... snuggle in bed before sleep?" Vinyl asks with a blush. Even though it was contradicting to Vinyl's personality, she was quite the cuddle-bug. I didn't mind in the slightest; her coat of fur made her feel better than any blanket or quilt when we slept together. And we've been away from each other for a good two weeks, so I'd like some time with her under the warm covers after a shower too. I smile and nod, making Vinyl hug me a little tighter, much to my stomach's disapproval.

"C'mon," she says, pushing me off. Her softening cock began slipping out and before I could stop what would happen, it was too late.

"Ohhhhhh~," I exclaimed as most of Vinyl's cum rushed out of me when her cock popped out. I could feel there was still plenty inside me but most of it just spilled out on her legs. I got off of her and stood up, looking at the mess before me. Vinyl giggled and examined her cum-covered self.

"Don't worry, I got it," Vinyl says. She uses her magic to roll the cum up, similar to rolling up a ball of snow. She then stood up once she collected the cum on her person before continuing to clean up whatever was left on the armchair. She then collected my load which lay on the carpet, magically leaving it spotless. When it was in a compact ball, she picked up the magic container of spunk and walked toward the bathroom. I picked up our clothes and looked at my chair, making sure she picked up all of it before following her footsteps.

I closed the door behind me while Vinyl tossed the wad of spunk into the toilet, flushing it away. I threw our clothes in the hamper and turned on the water in the shower. It was one of those glass box showers in the corner of the room, and barely spacious enough for the both of us. I slid the glass door open and reached in to turn on the water. The water always starts cold, so I didn't step in fully, instead I bent over and felt the cascading water with my outstretched hand. Vinyl, taking advantage of my bent over position, tiptoed behind me. I didn't notice her until She spanked my ass with a giggle. I looked over my shoulder and assured myself she caught my exaggerated eye-roll.

"What?" she asks innocently.

"You really like doing that, don't you?" I ask while standing up straight now to face her, the water at a pleasant temperature.

"I can't help it," her tone shifts from playful to seductive in an instant. She walks up to me with unblinking eye contact and reaches around me in a hug; except her hands were magnetized to my ass cheeks, kneading them in her palms. "Your ass is just too perfect~." I notice her gnawing on her lower lip before she leans in to catch my lips in her own. She gives my ass a light pinch, making me close my eyes and let her tongue invade my mouth yet again as she played with my ass. I could feel her horsecock twitching against my own penis, both of them touching each other. I was walking backwards now, pulling her with me slowly into the shower while we kissed.

I was the first to get wet, backing into the warm water while Vinyl closed the sliding door behind me. She hummed into my mouth in delight as she weaved her hands in circles against my back, slathering the pouring water around and getting me wet. Once my body was covered in droplets, she lifted a hand to slap my ass. The wet surface made her spank louder than usual. It hurt a bit, but the sound followed by the shiver that ran down my back seemed to spark some more aggression in her. She was still pushing on me, pinning me against the glass wall of the shower. The water was now pouring on her body, drenching her silky hair as stray drops dripped from her bangs. Her cock was now hardening against mine once again, our tips pressing into our respective bellies.

"How are you hard again? You came so much inside me earlier!" I asked nervously as she pressed me harder against the wall.

"I don't think you understand," she growled dominantly at me followed by a spank on my other ass cheek, "what it's like to be away from your personal cock-sleeve for two weeks." She gropes my ass a bit rougher, obsessing over it while thrusting slowly against my cock.

"Since when did you get a cock-sleeve?" I ask in confusion. Sure, we've considered using toys in bed, but I don't remember her actually getting a fleshlight.

She giggles cutely before humming. She leans forward and begins kissing my neck, nibbling here and there every once in a while. I moaned as she kept me motionless against the wall. She directs her kisses north, trailing her tongue up my neck and against my jawline before leaning into my ear.

"I'm talking about you, babe~," she whispers before thrusting her cock up against mine and biting my ear. My cheeks light up as I process her comment. She continues humping me, the water spraying from the shower nozzle keeping our bodies more than slick.

"Nhh, Vinyl-," I'm cut off as she works her lips to mine and starts kissing me passionately. One of her hands stops playing with my rear to work around my barrel and meet our cocks which have been pressing against each other. She takes both of our shafts in the same hand and begins massaging them, holding them together and stroking them up and down.

I can feel her heartbeat through her pulsing rod as it pressed against me. I throw my arms around her neck and hold her close, letting her arm hook around me to secure my lower body in place. I pivoted my head as we kissed, turning and pushing my tongue against hers, asking for permission to enter. She grants it, curling her tongue similar to how someone curls their finger in a "come hither" fashion, and pulling our tongue-wrestling into her mouth.

Our lips never separated as we wrestled playfully in her mouth, I explored her cave while her tongue danced against mine. She gave me full access, letting me run my tongue everywhere while her tongue swirled along. I eventually pulled out, both of us bearing soft smiles which pressed together in a kiss. My lips move south, kissing her chin, then her jawline, then scattering kisses along the sides of her neck. She points her chin up, offering herself to me as I lazily ran wet kisses in random points. I felt her throat vibrate when she hummed in delight to my touch.

Her hand moved faster now, jerking our cocks in a fluid motion. Her other hand retracts to grab my hand by the wrist. She brings my hand down to her waist and places it on her hips. "Touch me~," she pleads. I take her order, moving my other hand to cradle her hips in my fingers. I rub in circles, massaging her damp flanks while the water splashed about. I nip at her jawline while tracing my fingers delicately along the outline of her cutie mark, feeling her hand stroke us in a slower, more soothing manner. I lay my hand against her cheeks and press my fingers into the soft fur and warm flesh. Her shapely rump is the perfect mix of pliable and firm, my fingers sinking in to feel the hard muscle beneath. I wiggle my fingers in a wave, slowly molding my hand-print into her moist rear.

A sudden squeeze on my shaft remind me that both of us had stiffened, and it's likely Vinyl wants to do something about it. In a sensual voice, she leans in, our eyes locked and our lips barely touched before she spoke again. "Now, I've got one more go in me tonight, and by the looks of it, you do too~." She returns to pumping my shaft at a slow, teasing pace while her more dominant side resurfaces, bringing a heat to the moment. "So why don't we help each other out?" She asks, pecking me quickly and not allowing me to hold my lips to hers.

"Sure, but I don't know if I could take you a second time..." I trailed off, blushing as she played with my stiffening cock.

"Well, that's fine, babe. I already got to fuck your spanktastic ass once~," she slaps my wet ass with her free hand to prove her point, "but right now, I've got an itch that needs attention."

Vinyl comes in for another kiss, sloppier this time as she turns us around. Now that I had her pinned to the wall, she pulls away, turning around and jutting out her ass at me, stretching out against the glass wall like a feline.

"C'mon babe. I want you to touch me,~" she coos over her shoulder. I hesitate before taking a step forward and placing my hands gently on her sides. I work my hands up and around, massaging her sides as the warm water of the shower patters against my back. Then I can't wait anymore. The way she presents her round, shimmering ass to me is so tantalizing. My hands slide down to her hips and rub her sides. "Yeahhh~, there ya go," she purrs. I can barely see half her face as she looks over her shoulder at me.

She looks so stunning; her bangs matted against her forehead, the pleading seductive look she somehow manages to give me over her shoulder, her arms planted firmly against the wall, her toned back arched perfectly to show off her flawless ass in the palms of my hands, and her whole pelt soaked in the shower water to give off a gleaming shimmer. She begins to sway her hips in my hands to an soundless tune, hypnotizing me into swaying with her under the water. She giggles when she sees my goofy face as I play with her plush cheeks with my fingers in a trance.

"Oh c'mon, you gotta really get into it," she snaps me out of my daze. Next thing I know, her hands are on mine on her ass. She presses my fingers, pleading me to knead her like fresh dough. Taking her hint, I get more assertive, stepping forward to press my body against her's while I rubbed her rump. She squealed in my grip, loving the way my hands worked her pillowy white ass. I was holding her so close to me that my penis began to rub her moist rear, gaining her attention as our heat mingled. "Hehe, you know you wanna do it, babe~," she entices me by pressing back, sandwiching my cock between her ass cheeks. She seemed to read my mind as I recalled her doing something similar to me earlier on my armchair.

I moved back just enough to see what I was doing. Holding my dick in the crevice of her ass, I pressed her cheeks together with my hands, encasing my member in her heavenly flesh. I groaned while thrusting further. I could feel her clench her buns together, adding a blissful tightness as I pushed against her. Vinyl giggled as I lost myself in her spongy ass; it felt amazing as her rear was so soft yet pressed so wonderfully around my shaft. "Someone's having fun~," Vinyl mutters, wiggling her rump to get my attention again. I look up to her while still slowing my pumping against her ass. "Did you plan on doing that until you cum, or are you gonna give me as good a fucking as I did you~?" she spoke, her words making me harder.

I pulled back and lined up my cock with her pussy, teasing her lips in circles. Smiling deviously, I rub Vinyl's ass some more to stall. I know she wants it; when she gets an "itch", it usually means she'll do anything to get me to fuck her. I line up my cock head and slide it against her anus to tease her, earning a gasp from her.

"Babe, will you hurry up?" she asks with a grunt, pushing back. I pull back with her, keeping my cock outside of her entrance.

"With what, hon?" I reply as if I had no idea what she was talking about.

"Oh, please don't do this," she asks, her tone slipping into one more whiney.

"I'm sorry, but I have no idea what you want me to do."

"Ugh, will you just fu-eep!" I interrupt her with a wet slap to her cheek, making it jiggle against my cock.

"I didn't quite catch that~," I whisper in a sing-song voice.

"Nhh, will you please just fuck me already?! I need you inside me!" She yells, pushing back on me more.

For a moment, only the sound of the water can be heard before I grip her waist firmly, and push myself in.

I easily slid right in, our hips colliding on the first hard thrust. "Ahhhhhh~" Vinyl's tongue lolls out of her mouth as her arms spasm against the wall. Her pussy is leaking juices already, adding to the pool of liquid at our feet. Now inside her, my hands get to work snaking around her body. It didn't take long to find out how to push her buttons. First my hands travel to cup her wet breasts. I massage them slowly while pulling out of her warm snatch, feeling a shiver shoot up her spine.

"Nnnnnnnh, lower," Vinyl pleads. I'm about halfway out of her before I slide myself back in as far as I can, getting a moan out of her. I keep thrusting gently, rocking her back and forth against the wall as my left hand trails a lone finger down her torso. I trace imaginary lines down her body, taking my time while my other hand pinching her nipple as I swing back and forth into her. My hand makes it's way down to her crotch and I wrap my fingers around her sack. Her cock twitches as I lean against her, my wet body pressing against hers and my mouth beside her ear. I moan in sync with her, trying to get her to moan louder for me and bring out as much of her voice as I could. My slow pumping becomes more forceful, keeping the same dragging pace and pushing against her when I hilt to get as much of me inside her as possible.

My fingers caress her balls as my other hand continues massaging her breast. Her stability on the wall falters, making her hands slip as her elbows capsize and she falls forward. My arms clutch her tight, securing her so she doesn't collapse as I push her against the wall. She keeps her ass out, not wanting to let go of my dick while the rest of her body is pressed against the wall. With her breasts trapped, my right hand is forced to slowly make it's way down, wrapping my fingers around the base of her cock. I gave the rod a gentle squeeze before I began to pump it slowly, at the same pace I was thrusting my own dick.

I roll her sack around in my hand some more before trailing it higher, now using both hands to masturbate her. She groans as my pushing gets rougher and I accelerate my pace a bit. I slide one hand higher and she stutters a moan; a deep throaty one followed by a muffled curse. Her pussy clenches my hilted cock in surprise as I pump her cock with one hand while rubbing my palm around on her flat head, smearing any precum that oozed out. Her cock pulsed as more precum flowed out and her head flared, signaling her nearing climax.

"W-wait!" Vinyl shouts, bringing me to an abrupt stop, "I don't want to finish like this. I want to face you when I cum,” she huffs. Next thing I know, her horn flickers as my feet are suddenly welded to the tile floor of the shower. I let go of her cock and she lifts one of her legs, throwing it over my head, all the while keeping my cock inside her. I groaned as her wet snatch twisted around my cock. My right arm caught her leg as she grabs the shower rack with her hands. She jumped, my other arm catching her other leg. She was using the shower rack-which I was sure would break-for balance while I hooked my arms around her thighs, holding her up. With my feet planted into the ground, I was free to continue pumping my cock inside her without having to worry about slipping on the wet tile floor.

“Now fuck me~,” she growls, locking her legs around my torso for more support. I keep my arms hooked to hold her in place while my thrusting begins again. With her new position, I can see her eyes shut and her teeth grit as I pick up my pace. While keeping steady, I reach my right hand out and grab a hold of her thick horsecock.

“Oooooooooh~,” she groans as I start pumping her again. I grip her tight, stroking her cock from top to bottom while still thrusting as deep as I can inside her. Gravity plays a big part as I only have to lift her up until my cock threatens to slip out before dropping her weight on me so her hips slap mine under the shower water. I lean in closer to her, my mouth level with her bouncing breasts. She feels my presence and opens her eyes, only for me to stare deep into her red orbs as my lips latch onto her breasts. Her eyes clench and her legs tighten around my as I suckle on her breast while jerking her off, all the while impaling her on myself. My shaft has reached a point where I can’t get any harder, sliding into her with ease every time she came down. I could feel my climax approach as her insides grew warmer and slicker around me.

“Babe, I can’t take it anymore~!” she screams. I pull back from her breasts and look up to her, her mouth a wide “O” as her moans bounce around the glass walls. She meets my gaze and lets go of the shower rack, throwing her arms around my neck and squeezing with her limbs, hugging me tight and leaving me to support her full weight. I stroke her as fast as I could, moving my hand up and down her whole length while squeezing tight. I lean forward and prop her against the wall to better balance her as my own climax crept around the corner.

When she let go of the wall, her whole weight had fallen upon my cock, her outer labia spreading slightly around the base of my shaft as I reached her core. At that point, I let loose, exploding inside her.

“Oh, fuck,” I mutter. With a grunt, I pushed up in an effort to force as much of myself into her as I shot rope after rope of my seed into her depths. My balls clenched and I felt burst after burst squirt through my cock and spew from my head. Vinyl cries out as my cum builds up inside her with no where else to go. I filled her as I feel some of my cum overflow, dripping down my balls. My mind blanked and my hand that was stroking her grew sporadic. Regardless, it was enough to push her over the edge.

With her head thrown back in a lengthy howl, her cock flared and throbbed as it erupted below, I could feel each pulse of her shaft as her testicles ejected their contents. Her load wasn't as big as earlier this night, but with her larger endowment, it still outmatched mine in volume. The first spurt flew upwards, splattering against my chest before sending more spurts high enough to land on her own breasts. There were about seven wads of her warm cum making a mess of our chests and effectively showering us in her seed. I gave a few tiny thrusts into her as my orgasm died out. Her cock still had enough to weakly gush out on my hand as I continued stroking her, milking out the rest of her pent up spunk as she rode out her orgasm.

Her voice petered out to cute pants as she looked down at me. She looked dazed, her eyes half-lidded and her mouth huffing heavily. Her blinks were slow as she collected herself from her afterglow to smile at me.

“How was that?” I ask in a soothing voice as I smiled back at her.

She hunches over to meet my lips with her own, an act I willingly accept. It was a light kiss, but passionate nonetheless. Her arms curled lazily around my neck before she pulled back just enough to rest her forehead against mine. Her eyes drift open and our gaze locks, her radiant garnet eyes are shimmering; two crimson orbs on an island of white fur surrounded by the bright two-tone sea. She's beautiful. We stare into each other's eyes, a sight I've missed so much these last two weeks.

“That was perfect,” she whispers before kissing me again on the lips, humming into my mouth.

We hold each other a bit longer before my arms begin wavering, my orgasm having drained most of my remaining energy.

“Uh, think you can stand, babe?” I ask nervously, my arms clearly about to give out. She nods and her legs stretch while I slowly let her down.

“Just long enough to rinse this off,” she replies, pointing to her cum-covered chest and belly, “unless you wanna help me out~?”

I nod, slowly leaning in to kiss her gently before moving lower to lick off her cum. Its delicious taste is something I definitely do not want to waste. My mouth works south, lazily picking up the wads of cum scattered about her person as she falls back and props herself on the wall for support. Vinyl gasps as I catch a strand that was about to slip off her nipple, sucking it to tease her. My tongue travels lower and lower, my marefriend moaning as I clean her belly and her cum slides down my throat. The gooey substance is sweet yet salty and I’m more than glad to clean all of it up, knowing who it came from. Vinyl giggles as I graze her cute belly button, licking her clean. I then come across her softened cock, the once rigid rod dangling in front of me. I give it a lick, picking up cum as if it were melting ice cream, before kissing her glans. I then took her limp shaft into my mouth, gently sucking out any leftover seed I hadn't squeezed out. Her hand came down to caress my head lovingly, doing what she can to show her appreciation. I heard her moan as I sucked out the final spurt of cum from her balls, swallowing it. I then pulled off of her cock with a slurp to continue licking off the strands that clung to her sack. I suck both of her dangling testicles into my mouth and lick them clean before pulling them out. I smack my lips a bit and ensure I had every tasty drop of her delicious cum. I take note of my own cum beginning to drip from her snatch. Vinyl giggles, holding my face in her hand as I stand up straight again. I take a moment to suck off the thick drops of cum on my fingers, licking them sensually right in Vinyl's face. The first thing she does when I'm done is swing her arms back around my neck and stare into my eyes.

"Why do you always insist on doing that?" she asks with a raised brow. I know she's not complaining, given she wears a content smile.

I let out a hushed giggle before responding. "Well, how could I not? How could I possibly let even one drop go to waste~?" I ask back, running my hands against her hips, steadying her as I notice her legs quiver. She holds me tighter, and I don't mind her using me for support with her legs being weak.

She shakes her head before leaning in for a kiss, her tongue running over mine as I took a step backwards into the stream of water. We were supposed to be washing ourselves, after all.

Her tongue retracts and she pulls away, touching my forehead with her's again. "If you wash my body, I'll get your hair," she proposes. I nod and reach for the bottle of body wash and the bottle of shampoo she had bought for me on the rack, which surprisingly didn't fall off the wall. Her arms never unwrap from my neck, still using me to hold herself up. After the little time to recover, I had enough strength in me to stand straight and stabilize her. I place the bottle of shampoo in her hands, letting her squeeze out a generous helping of it into her hand before taking it back and leaving it on the shelf. She rubs the goo a bit before I feel her fingers in my hair. Her elbows are on my shoulders while her hands work in the soap. Her fingers are like magic, my eyes rolling back as her nails scratch my scalp. She giggles in my face before I feel her peck me on the nose.

"You're so adorable," she whispers, followed by another kiss, on the lips this time. The shampoo melts into suds as she scrubs it in. I can tell she used too much since giant wads of bubbles were sliding down the sides of my face. I collect myself and pop the cap to the body wash, giving myself a decent amount to wash her. I start with her back, holding her close while my fingers weaved through her thin coat of fur. I use my nails to get the soap in, spreading suds and eliciting a purr from my marefriend.

"I know you are, but what am I?" I reply childishly, smiling at the cute face she makes when I scratch those hard to reach places on her back. She's cleaned my hair well enough and now I feel her just playing with it, weaving her fingers through the soapy jungle on my head. I rope one arm around her and use my other hand to start cleaning her belly of the cum stains. I rub the suds all over, brushing in vertical strokes as I lather the soap into her fur. Always keeping one arm around her for support, I alternate between hands to reach around and clean her arms. Then, I sensually scrub my way down to her hips, massaging them in my hands.

"Mmmm," she hums, abandoning my soapy hair and instead holding on to me as both my hands graze her curvy thighs and rump, getting them cleaned. She leans in for a kiss as I finish up, quickly going over her whole body one more time with my hands.

"Ready?" She asks, locking eyes with me.

"Yup," I simply reply, stepping back so the water warms my back. Then, I lean backwards with my eyes closed and my hair goes under the shower. I'm careful not to get sprayed in the face while Vinyl's delicate hands help rinse out the suds, massaging my head with the utmost dexterity. It doesn't seem like much from an outside perspective, but doing such trivial things for each other is a special moment for us. It shows how much we care about each other, how much we trust each other.

I hum as the water begins to run clear off my head, all the leftover suds pooling around the drain. I look back down at Vinyl and some droplets of leftover water run down my face, their path curved by my heartfelt smile. Her face is so close, I couldn't help tilting my face and leaning in for another gentle kiss. Our eyes shut and we're lost in a moment again, the warm water pattering down my back cannot compare to Vinyl's soft touch when it comes to relaxing. The wet and soapy fur on her body begins to rub my bare chest, like a giant washcloth cleaning my body. I hold her close and allow her to rest all of her weight on me so her arms are free to move. She chooses to sweep them across my back, sharing the body wash I applied to her with me. I pull back from the kiss and my eyes drift open, snapping back to the job at hand.

I turn us around and get Vinyl under the water, her legs still not able to hold her up on their own. She holds on to me, her head rested on my wet shoulder as I rinse away the bubbles from her body with both hands. All is quiet sans the patter of water and her calmed breathing. I can feel her heart return to a slow, steady thumping in her chest.

Just as the last of the suds are rinsed off her body, I hear her release a delicate yawn. She smacks her lips a bit as I smile at her adorableness. I can understand her drowsiness after all she's done today. Her arms shift a bit to hold on to me better as I grab the shampoo she used earlier. I squeeze a dollop into my palm and place it back in the rack. My arms snake under hers and up to begin lathering her hair. I hear a lazy hum against my shoulder as I give her the same treatment she gave me; scrubbing in the soap with my fingers and scratching her scalp to get a deep clean. My hands weave easily through her silky hair, molding it when I brushed over it in a certain way. I scratch her a bit more and her ears flick cutely in response. This entices me to bring my hands to them, scratching around the base of them as she purred. I take an ear between two fingers and rub in circles, massaging the thin skin.

After running through her soapy hair some more, I quietly ask her to lean back so I could rinse. She grumbled in response like a child since she had gotten comfortable leaning on me, but eventually complied. She leaned back into the water and I ran my hands through her hair, rinsing out the bubbles until the water ran clear. When it did, I pulled her back to me and she rested her head on my shoulder again, her hair soaked and matted down.

I decided to hold her in a warm embrace under the water, rinsing off the soap from our bodies and waiting a bit before speaking up.

“How about we dry off and we can go straight to bed, hmm?” I asked in the most soothing of voices. I feel a lazy nod against my shoulder before reaching out to turn off the water. I slid the shower door open and we step out together, Vinyl still a bit groggy. I grab a towel and wrap it around her head, ruffling her mane so it's sufficiently dry. Holding her with one arm, I pat us both down, our bodies still damp but acceptable. Once I'm done, Vinyl leans in again for a quick kiss, her eyes flickering as she gets sleepy. She pulls back and yawns before resting her head on my shoulder again.

"Carry me?" she mumbled into me. I roll my eyes and smile, not being able to resist her command. Crouching down to pick her up bridal style, I carry her into our bedroom, her relaxed body melting into my arms as her head pressed into the part of my chest closest to my heart. She murmurs a bit into my body again, this time inaudible, probably a "thank you."

I'm careful not to bump her head on the wooden doorway as I walk into the dark room. The lights were off but the curtains to the window opposite the door were opened just enough to highlight our bed in the moon’s shine, making it all the more enticing. I crouch a bit to pull back the covers without dropping Vinyl. Once they were aside, I ever-so-gently slipped Vinyl's feet under the blanket, sliding her body in next. She lazily rolls over to the other end of the bed, taking her side by the window. I sit down on the edge of the bed and join her under the covers, her body magnetizing to mine.

She hugs her arms close to her body, waiting for me to wrap myself around her. I comply, gently throwing my arm over her torso and pulling her close. Her eyes peek open and I get lost in the shimmering ruby orbs. To add to it, the little moonlight creeping in through the window made her look beautiful; the rays cast on her freshly cleaned fur make her appearance radiate, like an angel from above. Her hair was a bit of a mess; instead of its usual stripe pattern it was in more of a marble swirl of fluorescent blue and navy. But she was breathtaking none the less.

She smiled as she noticed my staring, sticking out a finger from her clenched arms to poke me on the nose, making me smile as I snapped out of my trance.

"No better way to finish a day like this, huh babe?" she whispers, scooting closer to me. I shake my head, as I am at a loss for words due to my own drowsiness, but mostly her literally stunning beauty.

"You know," she pauses to yawn in my face, "I really missed you," she whispers and seems to blink in slow motion.

Her action is contagious, myself yawning before holding her closer, if that was possible. "I missed you too."

Her expression warms my heart as she leans in to catch my lips in the most gentle of kisses. No tongue, just a show of affection which I accept and return.

We lay in silence after she pulls back, fighting sleep as her eyes begin to drift. My arm curves up to weave through her hair a bit. After the shower and some time to dry, it retains a damp feeling, yet it remains silky. The straight hairs are smooth as I lazily comb through the ocean of blue with my fingers. Her eyes close and I feel her head press back into my gentle touch.

"Hey," she whispers, barely audible as I focus in to listen. "Do you think I can, umm...." She trails off, expecting me to put the rest together.

I can understand her being embarrassed to make such a request, as I know what she's asking.

"Vinyl, you don't have to be shy. I've told you before and I'll tell you again," my hand comes around to caress her cheek which she lovingly accepts by gently pushing her face into my hand, nuzzling it lazily. "I'm happy to do it for you."

She smiles with a blush, kissing my lips one last time before my arm retracts from her. I sit up slowly and turn myself around, laying back down facing away from her. As soon as I've settled into the comfortable mattress, I feel Vinyl's coat of fur against the back of my whole body. I curl my legs a bit, to which Vinyl mimics, keeping her body tangent with mine the whole time. Her arm comes around my front to lay along my stomach, pulling me into her and giving my belly an affectionate rub. I can feel her snout bury itself into my hair as she settles in with me, spooning me.

She's explained why she likes this to me before, granted, I had to get her comfortable enough to open up about it. She says it gives her a heart-settling feeling that she has something to protect, something that's her's. Not in a possessive way, but in a way that it's something to treasure, something she will always have with her no matter the circumstances. Something to care for. Something to love.

In this case, that something is me.

And I'll admit, I liked it too. It gave me a feeling that I was protected, that I was treasured, that I had a purpose. That I will always have her with me, no matter the circumstances. That I am cared for. That I am loved.

I push back into her mold and she tightens her grip on me, holding me like a child holds their teddy bear. I don't care how technologically advanced the world is, no blanket, mattress, quilt, sleeping bag, pillow, or parka could ever compare to the gentle and loving touch of my marefriend as her soft fur wrapped around me and warmed my soul. Her heartbeat against my back, the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she breathed, and her natural body heat was all I could ever need.

I giggle as I feel her sniff my hair a few times, humming against me. Since I had just gotten out of the shower and didn't bother to comb my hair, it was just a fluffy mess on my head. The shampoo she bought me is the same brand she uses to keep her hair soft, and she likes it when I use it. It's also strawberry scented, one of her favorites. I didn't mind using it either as no one else could really tell, unless they purposely stuck their face in my hair, which is something I only allow Vinyl to do.

She giggles along with me before exhaling and snuggling me closer, nuzzling my head and making as much body contact as possible with me. My mind drifts as sleep looms over me.

"Goodnight, Vinyl," I whisper to her, snuggling in back at her.

"Goodnight," she yawns, pulling the covers up over our bodies.

"I love you." I feel her body warm up at my words.

"I love you too."

After sleeping alone for the past two weeks, I'm at peace in this very moment. With a blissful smile upon my face and all my stress melting away in the comforting hold of my marefriend, eventually, I drift into slumber.

To Remain Loyal To My Queen Part 1

There are plenty of things that can make waking up in the morning a hassle. Whether it's the sun somehow shining directly into your eyes, a pungent smell from outside because it's garbage day, or maybe some loud noise like a rooster disturbing your sleep. However, there is always that one thing that makes all mornings so much more enjoyable.

A soft snoring comes from Vinyl; I can feel her gentle breaths washing over the top of my head as her snout is buried in my hair. My eyes crack open to nothing but a sea of white, the mare holding me close in her slumber so my face was pressing against the space between her breasts. Her soft heartbeat echoes through my ears as I take a moment to snuggle up to her, the soothing aroma of her body being the only thing my nose picks up as I breathe. Her arms are wrapped around me lovingly; one lying curled around my side, holding it while the other arced up so her hand grips my shoulder. One of her legs lies cast over my lower body with her long tail coiled around one of my legs like the threads of a screw. Our positions are sealed, guaranteeing  am held in entirety by my marefriend.

And there's no better way to awaken.

My arms are slipped beneath Vinyl's in an embrace, my hands meeting around her back. I lazily stroke them up and down her body, nuzzling her chest with my face so her fur tickles my cheeks. I couldn't think of a better feeling than lying with her under the covers, bundled in her limbs so her fur warms all of my body to a point of pure contentment. I notice Vinyl's cute snoring fade and she stirs against me. Pulling my head back, my sight is greeted by her lidded garnet eyes and a warm smile, her bed-head showing.

"Good morning, hun," Vinyl mumbles softly, causing me to blush at her choice in pet name.

"Good morning," I whisper back, leaning in to peck the tip of her snout before going back down to bury myself into her body again, this time nuzzling into the curve of her neck. One of my hands arc up to find and scratch behind one of her ears; I feel it twitch against my fingers as I gently itch that spot I know she likes.

Vinyl giggles softly, a sound that rings in my ears like a pleasant song. Suddenly, her hold on me slowly tightens as she stretches her muscles awake, squeezing the air out of me and pressing her cheek into my hair. I could've sworn she cracked my back a bit before her muscles relax and a yawn sounds out from her. It didn't hurt, it was more an affectionate act, getting a tight hug like that from her. A hand comes off my shoulder and starts scratching my back while she viciously nuzzles herself into my hair, planting a kiss on my head. "You sleep well?" she asks.

I can only nod my head and murmur an "mhmm" against her, turning to putty from the sensations of her actions combined with the fact I was just lying with her. Heck, I was getting sleepy all over again in her comforting hold.

"You look so adorable all snuggled up like that," Vinyl comments with a hushed giggle.

She knows as well as I do that calling me anything like that is a sure-fire way to get me flustered. My cheeks flare up as I try to bury myself further into her body, hiding my embarrassed face from her. "Vinyl..." I trail off, my voice getting caught in her coat.

"Hehe, what? It's true," her voice comes out in the softest of whispers. "I love it when you get cuddly."

Fingers on my back shift to lazily trail circles and lines along my spine, drawing out shivers from me. Her tummy expands and contracts against me as she breathes in my scent, shifting herself so our bodies make more contact. A leg hooked around mine tightens to hold me close, her foot delicately stroking mine; I can't respond to her vocally from how relaxed she's making me feel. My body only responds automatically by purring against her, something she finds enjoyable as her mellifluous giggling returns and she's spurred to keep me going in her arms.

"Wanna stay in bed a little longer before breakfast?" she asks, stroking my back oh-so sweetly.

"Yes please," I respond against her, never wanting to leave this position.

"Okay," she replies softly with a giggle, pecking the top of my head again as I stir in her hold, getting a better position. I know she's watching me snuggle up in her arms, her hand petting me still. It's been a week since she came home from her tour and since then her open schedule meant more time together; something I'm more than happy to take advantage of. Soon, her stroking stops and her arms lock around me, holding me fast. I assume she just wants to lie like that, but she catches me off guard when she rotates herself with me. Now lying on her back, my arms are trapped under her body and her hands loosen up to curl around my waist as she looks down to me, my head resting on the furry spot between her breasts. My eyes peek out and I catch her smiling at me, my nose still touching her chest so she can only see my eyes between my bangs. Her smile evolves to a giggle and I can't help but ask why.

"What?" I ask, rather confused. My words are muffled by her body; I don’t want to move my head so I may remain as close to her as possible and she smiles wider.

"Just admit it. You’re too cute when you're like this."

My cheeks light up again and I turn down to hide my face in her fur out of embarrassment. I groan against her and she laughs a bit fuller at my reactions. Why does she always have to push my buttons?

"Awww, okay. I'll stop. My statement still stands, though."

I peek out again, furrowing my brow in mock anger. She giggles again, her hand coming up to stroke my head and play with my hair idly as we lie together. I loved it when she ran her fingers idly through my hair. Turning my head to the side, I place my ear to her chest, listening to her gentle heartbeat. The soft thumping eases my muscles and I settle deeper into the curve of her body while she continues to run her fingers about my vulnerable body, the covers being pushed down to my waist in our cuddling.

My eyelids drift shut and I feel like sneaking in a few more minutes of sleep with her until a gurgle sounds out beneath me. I look up to her face and notice it's her turn to blush madly as she looks away.

"Sorry. H-hmm, I think we’ve waited long enough for some breakfast," she mumbles with a smile, her gaze trailing out the window. I worm an arm out from under her and use it to rub her stomach slowly, feeling it vibrate as it voices its hunger in the form of low groans and cute tummy rumbles. I can't help giggling when it reacts to my touch. Vinyl does nothing to stop me, lying back against the pillows and enjoying my gentle strokes.

"What do you feel like eating?" I ask, abandoning the thought of sleeping some more into the morning.

Her eyes drift shut and she sighs dreamily. "How about some nice flapjacks?" she offers, eyes still closed.

"If you want, I could make 'em real quick and bring them to you here. When's the last time we had a little breakfast in bed, hmm?" I reply, gently removing my other arm from under her. Leaning on my elbows, I crawl up to her while her eyes are shut. I know she can probably feel me shifting about, but before she can even react, I've already planted my lips on hers, giving her a proper good morning kiss. She drifts into it softly, quietly humming into my mouth. My lips turn to a smile as I pull back, her arms holding my sides.

"I like that idea," she grins back, releasing a breath softly.

"Alright." Slowly, reluctantly, I pull myself away from her out of bed to get to cooking. "You stay here, I'll be right back."

"Oh." she catches me before I'm out of earshot, "could you put white chocolate chips in 'em too, like you did that one time? Please?"

"Sure thing, angel." I reply with a gentle smile, dashing into the kitchen to get started.

Things go by without interruption. I pull out ingredients from the fridge and other necessities from the pantry. In no time at all, the batter is ready to be ladled into the pan, white chocolate chips sprinkled generously. There's just enough for the two of us, several large and fluffy pancakes stacked high on a plate when I'm done. I pull out a tray and place the plate of food on it carefully, going back to the pantry to fetch some maple syrup. As much of a sweet-tooth as Vinyl has, the pancakes are already sweet enough with just the white chocolate. Even so, there's no sense in serving her dry pancakes. Then, removing two glasses, I fill them with some orange juice from the fridge, leaving only one more thing. Going back into the fridge, I remove the box of fresh strawberries in the back; I have to hide them so Vinyl doesn't finish them as soon as I buy them. With a good serving of berries lining the rim of the plate — stems and leaves cut off, just the way she likes it — I pick up one fork that we can share as well as the tray and walk back to the bedroom, spotting my marefriend already sitting up in bed waiting patiently for me. She's already opened the blinds to allow more light in and she sniffs the air a few times.

"Dang, that smells good~."

"Doesn't it?" I reply with a chuckle, coming around the bed to place the tray in her lap.

"Well, c'mon. Sit with me so we can eat together."

I crawl onto the bed and sit beside her. Slipping an arm behind her, I hug her close to me and lay my head on her shoulder. Vinyl, in turn, wraps her own arm around me while trying to appear nonchalant about it, only to fail as she huddles me in close against her side.

"Doesn't this look scrumptious?" she asks while I close my eyes and snuggle up to her under the covers. "The food looks good too," Vinyl barely holds back a giggle as she whispers, nuzzling my head. I chuckle at her cheesy line, looking up to peck her jawline while she picks up the fork.

Cutting off a piece, she takes the first bite, humming as the fork is pulled free from her mouth clean. I feel her jaw pushing my head as she chews, the fork going back to bring up another piece. This time, the bite is brought to my mouth, the scent of warm pancakes filling my senses. I open my mouth and let her feed me, my taste buds flooded by the sweet treat. The white chocolate melts in my mouth and I hum in delight as Vinyl pulls the fork free from my lips.

"These are good~," Vinyl comments, her head coming down against my own.

I hear her swallow and open my eyes. Reaching a hand out, I pick up a strawberry and carefully bring it to her lips. She accepts, slowly opening her mouth to take in the fruit. Vinyl slurps my fingers to keep the juices from escaping as she savors the taste of the fresh berry, eating it whole. I settle back into her side again, letting her hold me close as we continue eating. Her arm cradles me against her and she feeds me more bites of food, both of us enjoying each other's company.

The pancakes are disappearing slowly, only a quarter of the stack left as one strawberry remains. Her foot again strokes mine softly as she picks up the berry. However, I'm not paying attention, letting her claim the last berry for herself, only to then hear Vinyl’s muffled voice. Curious, I look up and notice the berry held in her teeth, Vinyl nodding her head toward me suggestively. I quickly realize what she’s getting at and blush at her, closing my eyes and opening my mouth. I feel the red fruit creep past my teeth until my lips are met by Vinyl's. We both sink into the kiss, biting off our respective halves and I find myself taken by the gentle movements of Vinyl's lips as she takes hers into her mouth. Arm holding me close, her spare hand comes up to caress my face against her, fingers just below my ear lightly pressing that sensitive spot on the corner of my jaw as we both savor the taste of the sweet berry, chewing a bit so juices burst out. I hum as her tongue darts forth to play with mine, the kiss turned so much sweeter by our shared strawberry. Juices flow with saliva between our mouths as her tongue draws mine into her mouth, taking the gentle wrestling with it. Morsels of the strawberry are fought over by our curling appendages as Vinyl presses her lips harder on mine, keeping me close. I submit and let her have most of the treat, opting to just enjoy the sweet kiss before pulling away. With a fraction of the fruit still in my mouth, our lips pull apart, followed by Vinyl licking my mouth to catch the juices leaking out the sides. Peeling my eyes open to her triumphant smirk, I swallow my mouthful and resume snuggling her side.

"Ya think we can just spend the whole day in bed?" I offer with a sigh after some silence. The pancakes and orange juice have been polished off, the tray left on the nightstand and the two of us can just cuddle post-meal.

"I'd like to," she responds, watching me rub her stomach lovingly before leaning over to plant a kiss on it, both of us satisfied. Vinyl exhales, lounging back on the pillows and her thumb strokes my shoulder idly. Her stomach rises and falls against my hand as her breathing remains calm and collected.

Not but two seconds after her response, a bass drop kicks off from the nightstand, followed by wubs filthier than the bathroom floor of the club Vinyl plays at. Vinyl reaches over, groaning at the ruined moment and picks up her phone.

"Hello? Who is this?" she asks the caller. I just cuddle back into her, lazily drawing circles on her stomach. She squeezes me against herself and smiles, still listening to the phone. "Woah woah woah, slow down.... What?! Do you need help?" Concern wells up in me at the tone in her voice and I can't help but wonder who's calling. The call goes on for a while, Vinyl listening intently to the other line. "Look, you can stay with us, just take the train. We'll talk more when you get here."

"Who was that?" I ask as she hangs up the phone.

"You remember my friend Octavia? I've mentioned her before."

The name rings a bell, but I'm not sure. "She's the one you used to be best friends with, right? And you two still keep in contact."

"Yeah. Well, her boyfriend just kicked her out of his house, so she needs a place to stay. She doesn't have enough cash to stay at a hotel, so I hope you don't mind but we do have a guest bedroom."

"Oh, I don't care. She can stay with us."

"Alright, good. She called from a payphone at the train station in Canterlot. She'll be taking the train down here,” Vinyl sighs. “So much for spending the whole day in bed..." she mumbles afterward.

"From Canterlot? That's a long ride. We still have plenty of time to enjoy our morning."

"Morning? Babe, it's an hour after noon. We slept in," Vinyl replies with a chuckle. With her work schedule, I'd started adapting to staying up and waking up late with her. Sometimes I do forget, but at least I get to enjoy these moments with her.

"Right. You know what I mean," I mumble, head-butting her shoulder playfully, not wanting to release my arms from around her.

"I hope she's been doing well, besides the whole breakup thing. She was one of my closest friends growing up. I don't think I've told you, but we share a lot in common, as in she’s got a hefty package too. After overhearing some bullying in highschool, she kinda came to my rescue, confessing her secret so I wouldn’t feel so left out.” I notice Vinyl look off into the distance wistfully. “We bonded so well, always looking out for each other, crying on each other's shoulders when things got tough. After all, when you're in the same boat, you might as well go fishing."

"Huh, can't wait to meet her. I'm sure she's nice. I mean, you seem to like her."

"Yeah, she's real nice. Real... polite. I'm sure you'll like her."

We sit in silence for a while, my mind drifting to this friend of Vinyl's. If Vinyl can trust her enough to reveal her deepest secret, she can't be too bad. "So, what's the plan for today? Her train won't be here for a good six hours if you're right about the time."

"Well, how about we spend the day in town? Just walking around outside together. A little window shopping, maybe. Then we pick up Octavia when her train gets here. Sound good?"

"Yep," I reply, snuggling into the crook of her arm.

"So, when should we go?"

"How about, never?" I reply. Getting a little playful, I detach myself from her to throw my leg over her body, straddling her. Her hands latch on to my hips while we just gaze at each other deeply.

"What?" she asks with a giggle. "I thought we had a plan here!"

"Nope," I mutter. Going limp, I lean forward and crash on her, Vinyl giving a sound similar to an "oomf". Hugging her loosely, I rest my head on her shoulder. Her arms thread around me in an embrace and she chuckles.

"C'mon! You really just want to stay in bed all day?"

"Mhmm," I mumble into her neck, kissing the open space.

"Fine." Vinyl submits to my childish antics and settles down to hold me. She pulls up the blanket to my shoulders, securing us together and then scooches down until we're back to lying down, I on top of her. I move a bit further to stretch out my legs parallel to hers, letting the side of my face rest in the crook of her neck beneath her chin. The bedsheets rustle softly as Vinyl turns down, nuzzling herself into my hair yet again as the want to sleep creeps back up. It also helped that we just had a meal, my head growing foggy as a nap sounds good. Shimmying down further, her chest acts like a pillow for me as I mold myself into a position similar to the one earlier today. Vinyl's legs hook around mine and she strokes them gently, only adding to the relaxing effect. Content and with sleep beckoning, I yawn out loud, snuggling up further into my marefriend under the covers. "A nap does sound pretty nice. But after that, we hit up town."

My yawn entices a yawn from her, a hand coming up to pet my head affectionately. It was obvious that we both like to sleep a lot, and we enjoyed it. I loved how intimate our sleeping positions can get, whether we're holding hands laying side by side, sights connected while we breathed each other's air. Sometimes Vinyl even shyly asks to spoon me, hand upon hand against my chest while she leans over to quickly kiss my cheek good night; it's always more comfortable than anything I've ever experienced, just being with her. It's times like these I feel so happy to have met her. She's like my queen if I were a king.

Eventually, my senses shut back down for a quick rest. Ear pressed against her chest, her heartbeat lulls me to sleep in her firm, loving embrace.

Vinyl gently shakes me awake, muttering something to me that I can't quite pick up yet. My body comes back to life and her voice clears into something understandable.

"Gosh, you are so cute when you're sleeping." Her hand is still stroking my head, her shaking stopped now that she noticed I was awake. "H-hmmm. C'mon babe, that was a nice nap but I could use some fresh air."

I squirm against her and settle back in, not wanting to leave this wonderful position.

"Oh c'mon, you're not gonna get up?" she asks mock scolding me.

I playfully mumble a "Nope."

"Well, two can play at this game." My ears catch that lone sentence and I'm caught completely off guard when the mare steamrolls her way over, squishing me into the mattress and essentially switching our places completely. I'm pressed down while Vinyl pins my wrists to the bed, leaving me vulnerable. She takes advantage immediately, leaning up to catch my earlobe in her teeth and then nips and plays with it like a puppy with a chew toy before letting go and moving south. Trailing kisses down the side of my face, she ends up nipping at my jaw line; my weak spot.

"C'mon, I want you to take me out somewhere," she whispers needily.

I would have said "yes", but I can't respond as she continues nibbling my skin and making me squirm.

And I was completely at her mercy.

Her kisses continue down my body, seductively coating my neck and getting to my collarbone, where she pauses again. The kisses are then sprawled out about my chest, leaving me a squealing mess as she peppers me in them.

"Fine, we can go," mutter out, conceding the battle.

Almost as if a switch was flipped, her demeanor changes from playful feline to normal. "Great," she says, detaching herself from me to crawl out of bed.

"Wait, what?" I stammer out.

"What?" She asks confused at my confusion.

"What was all that for? You're just gonna leave me hanging like that?" I ask. Her playful actions were definitely getting to me and I hadn't expected her to stop so suddenly.

"H-hmm, that was just to get you awake. Now that you are, put these on." A pair of clean boxers from the dresser lands on my face, a direct hit clouding my vision before I remove them to reveal Vinyl smiling and sticking her tongue out.

I grumble and put them on, not noticing Vinyl walking back to me.

"Don't be like that," her finger comes under my chin to force eye contact and she bends over to meet level with me. "If you behave, we can pick this up later, okay?" She whispers sensually.

I over exaggerate a pout before jutting forward to peck her lips. "Fine," I mutter with false grumpiness. Honestly, as appealing as spending the whole day in bed with Vinyl sounds, I too could use some fresh air. And my favorite part is always walking down dirt roads hand in hand with my beautiful marefriend. No one knows how happy she makes me. Every time I'm with her, I feel so collected and full of joy. Nothing under Celestia's blessed ruling makes me happier than her. And that was a fact.

We both got dressed relatively quickly before I chased her playfully outside. Once we were out the door, she hung back so she could hold my hand as we set out into town.

The sun was setting in the distance. Vinyl and I sat on a bench in the train station, watching the sky blend in a plethora of colors, a warm orange on the horizon scrolling to a deep purple behind us. Her head lay nestled in the crook of my neck as we watched the sunset together, noticing the train break through the tunnel. My marefriend perked up at the rumbling sound of the train approaching. We had been waiting a bit longer than expected, but Vinyl found it not to be a problem when she noticed the bench provided a perfect view of the radiant sunset. Of course, she outshone the view drastically, but I wouldn’t dare use such a cheesy line lest she poke fun at me.

The train slowly pulls up to the station and settles with a hiss. Doors slide open and a handful of ponies and humans disembark, heading straight for the exit to the station. It isn’t but two seconds before Vinyl spots her friend and waves her down.

“Yo! Octy! Over here!”, Vinyl calls out, right beside my ear.

Walking toward us is a grey Earth pony with two rolling suitcases. She wears a clean white collared shirt, almost as pure as Vinyl’s coat accompanied by a small pink bow tie. A Byzantium pencil skirt lines up perfectly with her body, giving way to her professional dress shoes. Onyx hair cascades down her back, not a single strand out of place. I’m honestly surprised Vinyl made friends with what looks like such a classy mare. Maybe what they say about opposites attracting is true.

A warm smile grows on her face as the mare approaches us. “Hello Vinyl, it’s nice to see you again. How long has it been? A couple years?”

“Feels like more,” Vinyl comments, embracing her friend.

“And you must be the boyfriend she likes to ramble about. A pleasure,” she offers with a smile and extending her hand. I take it, shaking it firmly.

“Likewise,” I offer shyly.

“Oh come on, Octy! I do not ‘ramble on’ about him,” Vinyl blushes.

“Yes she does,” Octavia whispers.

“I can hear you.” I snicker slightly at Vinyl’s reaction. “Alright, well, we haven’t eaten anything yet. We were waiting to see if we could get something to eat together. Ya know?” Vinyl asks her friend.

“Oh, you should’ve said something. The train offered dinner on the way here. I’m afraid I’ve already eaten,” the Earth mare replies with a frown.

“Yes! I was actually hoping for that!” Vinyl fist pumps. “You know what that means‽” she looks to me. I wait for her response with a raised brow and a smile. “Takeout!”

Vinyl was already on her way out the station, leaving Octavia and I behind. Soon she came back to us with a questioning look. "You guys coming?"

I shook my head and chuckled. "Yeah, let's go." I take one of Octavia's rolling suitcases and walk ahead.

With that, we set off to a restaurant to order Vinyl and I some much needed dinner. My stomach growled as Vinyl took the lead, Octavia trailing behind. My marefriend sidled up to me and nudged me with her hips. I took the hint and wrapped an arm around her, both of us walking together. To my right, I caught Octavia staring at us.

"You okay there?" I asked her.

"Y-Yes. I'm fine thank you," she replied rather quickly, turning her head to face ahead of her.

Her tone was anything but 'fine' and left me with a nagging thought at the back of my mind.

Eventually Vinyl had led me to a pizza place, dragging us inside and ordering a pie. We took it to go, the cashier casting a spell on the box that would not only keep the pizza warm, but also preserve it so it wouldn't move in the box as we walked home. He claimed you could punt the box and the pizza would remain perfect.

The walk home was peaceful, the moon breaking the horizon as the day left us behind. Vinyl couldn't stop sniffing the air, the pizza box tucked beneath my arm as we came home.

Upon opening the door, Vinyl rushed in to retrieve paper plates and some cans of pop to drink. I placed the pizza on the dining room table and Octavia strolled slowly through the hall, admiring the interior.

"So... Where will I be staying?" The newcomer asked.

"Ah, yes. Your room is down there," I pointed out our guest room.

Vinyl came rushing from the kitchen with the items and set them on the table in the living room. "C'mon babe, I'm starving!" She called as she flopped onto the couch, turning on the television.

"You sure you don't want any?" I asked Octavia. I knew Vinyl was situated pretty well, but I didn’t like the idea of our guest just standing there.

"Yes, I'm fine, thank you. You’re very kind."

"Yeah he is!" Vinyl speaks, sneaking up on me. She plants a kiss on my cheek before taking the pizza back with her. "C'mon Tavi, have some before I finish it myself!"

"No no, I'm fine. I just want to unpack and take a rest," she replies, her eyes watching intently when Vinyl kissed me. It looked as though she was frowning a bit as she turned to her room.

"Oh c’mon," Vinyl called to her. “At least watch some TV with us?”

“I’d really rather just get some rest right now. On my own.”

Vinyl has already risen from the couch and dashed towards our guest, grabbing her wrist right before she could enter the guest room. Octavia turns to meet her eyes, awaiting her words.

“Are you sure? I can put on a movie or something?” Vinyl asks a final time, her voice warm as she reads her friends glum expression.

“It’s fine Vinyl.” Octavia sighs.

“Are you going to be okay?” Vinyl asks softly. I watch from the table as they try to convince each other.

Octavia adopts a reassuring smile, placing a hand on Vinyl’s. “Yes, I’ll be fine. I just need some sleep after the long train ride. Thank you though.”

Vinyl smiles and lets her go, each of us exchanging ‘Good night’s before the door closes shut. My marefriend turns to me, walking over to peck me on the lips, looking into my eyes. “C’mon, let’s leave her be. I’m getting hungrier anyway,” she whispers, heading back to the couch.

I follow her closely, taking a few slices of food for myself on the way to the comfy couch. Vinyl was flipping through TV channels, finishing off her first slice of pizza already. "Well, you were hungry, huh?" I chuckle, taking a slice myself.

"Yeah," she replies enthusiastically, chowing down.

We both eat together, watching some television before we're both satisfied. After a while, we're both left curled up on the couch getting tired. Vinyl yawns adorably as she stands up suddenly, stretching her arms up in the air.

"I'm sleepy now. Bed?" She asks simply. I nod and stand up to join her. We walk towards our room before Vinyl stops just outside Octavia's room. She's standing still and her ears flick towards the door.

"Vinyl?" I question her action out of nowhere.

"Shh!" She responds, her ears flicking again. I take the hint and listen along with her.

Now I realize what she's doing. Low and very quiet shifting sounds come from Tavi's room. They sound like she's struggling with something. I know it's rude to eavesdrop, but that doesn't stop Vinyl from pushing the door open just a smidge to peek inside. As soon as she does, she recoils from the sight and steps away, dragging me with her.

"Vinyl, what's up?" I ask, her reaction drawing up concern. "Is Octavia in trouble?"

"She's jerking off in our house."

To Remain Loyal To My Queen Part 2

"So? Let's just leave her be," I reply. I could understand someone needing relief every once and a while, so long as she cleaned up after herself thoroughly.

"Or..."

"Or what?" I ask, my mind already determining what she's about to propose.

"Or... We could give her a hand?" She gives me a sly smirk.

"Vinyl, isn't she your friend? Are you really just gonna walk in there and surprise her?" I ask.

"Look, I haven't exactly told you everything about me and her." I lean back against the wall, looking her in the eye. "Back when we were sharing dorms, me and her used to help each other out, in a very similar way to what I'm suggesting now. Now, we both believed in holding off our first times for someone special, but we still needed some form of release.” My eyes widen momentarily at her implications. “Hey, I've told you before, it's hard to get some action when you're born with both sets of fun bits, so we kinda had each others' backs in a way. Granted it was only handjobs and blowjobs, but it was something we shared simply because we both knew how difficult things could get. Now, she was a wreck on the phone. She's just been pushed away by her boyfriend, and right now, I can understand why she's doing this. She needs someone to be there for her right now, and we can help."

Things began to make a little sense, and I could see her point. But one thing confused me. "Wait, she's a herm too?" I ask.

"Yeah. Did I not say before?" I shake my head. "Oh. Well, yeah. She's got both sets of tools, just like me."

So that was what she meant earlier. But this was some information to take in. Unfortunately, my train of thought was interrupted.

"Yeah~. I see your face. Now you wanna do it, don't you? I mean think about it. It'll be really fun," she gave me a set of puppy eyes.

"Well... You really wanna do this, huh?" I ask.

"Yeah! I've always wanted to try this. A threesome has kinda been a fantasy for me; a chance to really watch those cute faces you make. But only as a one-time thing. Octavia's hurting right now and she needs somepony to show her it's okay, just like you did for me." Vinyl pauses momentarily, picking up my hands in her soft palms. "Just know, I don't want a three-way relationship. Everything I need is right here." Her last sentence is slow, ensuring I heard every syllable. Her face brightens a shade of red and she leans in to kiss me.

No matter how many times I heard it, my heart always warmed to hear Vinyl talk about this being what she wanted. Hers was a loving heart, bigger than anyone would ever think unless they got to know her like I did. Like Octavia. I fall silent at that thought; they go back, way back. If this was just a one time thing — just to help Octavia feel better — then I could handle it.

"Please? Let's just try it. We'll be really helping her out," she pleads.

"Okay. But how about this: tonight, we help her. But after that, we help her find a new boyfriend or girlfriend to do this for her." I was a bit hesitant about it, but if Vinyl wanted to, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to just follow her lead.

"Awww, that'd be nice. She does need to get back out there," Vinyl replies, getting closer to me. Throwing her arms over my shoulders, her eyes shine with a lustful spark. "Now c'mon big boy, let's give her a show." She plants a last kiss on my lips that revs my nerves up for what's coming.

Vinyl leads us to the door, and she opens it calmly. "Hey Octy."

I follow behind her and take in the scene she was talking about earlier.

Sure enough, on the edge of the bed sat the once well-dressed, classy mare now naked. Her matching lace undergarments lay by her side, forgotten as her hands lazily stroked along her horsecock. And it was pretty intimidating. Now, being with Vinyl for as long as I have been, I've seen my fair share of her goodies. I wasn't opposed at all to her endowment, and I've actually grown to like it. But what Octavia had was something else completely. It was almost pathetic the way her underwear tried to contain her balls, the orbs taking up a lot of space. And her rod was no joke either. It was a bit longer than Vinyl's in length, but what caught my eye was it's pulsing, veiny girth. Like, a lot of girth. I can only assume it's because she's an earth pony, but she could barely wrap her fingers around the shaft. It was easily as thick as my forearm, the medial ring and flat head thicker still. I took in the sight, and it made me realize what I had gotten into. But this was for Vinyl. She wanted to try this, so I'd do my best to help her live out her fantasy.

I was brought back to the situation at hand when Octavia reacted to us intruding her session.

"What! I-I... What?! Vinyl? What are you doing!?" She cried out, grabbing a pillow and using it to cover herself.

"Relax Tavi! Geez! It's nothing I haven't seen before," Vinyl says nonchalantly, taking a seat beside the grey mare on the bed.

"Vinyl, please! This is embarrassing!"

"But we came to help you out~," Vinyl replies sensually, nodding her head to me.

"We?" Octavia asks rather surprised, not having noticed me. I take the hint and sit down nervously on the edge of the bed, beside the naked mare. Octavia was now between us, Vinyl's hand running idly around her back.

"Yeah. We." Vinyl begins rubbing her shoulder.

"W-Wait! Are you saying you're okay with me masturbating in your house?"

"Well, yeah. Everyone has needs," Vinyl says, turning to me as I nod in agreement.

"Bu-, I-, I-I don't understand! Isn't it pathetic that I have to do this?" Octavia babbles, her eyes growing moist.

"Shhh. Tavi, get a hold of yourself. Every mare needs a little time to relieve herself sometimes." Vinyl was about to continue, but Octavia interrupted.

"But you don't! You have a wonderful boyfriend who probably does all of that for you, and more. I've seen the way you look at him, and the way he looks at you. And everything you've said about him through letters. You two are just so perfect for each other, and well, it's just not fair! You get everything while I have nothing..." the Earth mare's voice trails off as a tear lets loose.

Vinyl's instinct kicks in and she pulls Octavia close. Even I felt a little sad for her. There have been well more than multiple moments in my life where I had felt like she did now. But it was only a matter of time before I met Vinyl, leading me to the point I'm at now, happier than ever.

I scoot in closer to rub the troubled mare's back, some consoling to let her feel comforted.

"Octavia, remember back when we first met in school, a few months later, we got so much closer, I could trust you with anything? Do you remember when I was in this exact situation, crying against you? Do you remember what you told me?" Octavia doesn't respond, looking up into the white mare's eyes. "You told me to never give up.... And look where it led me. Had I given up, I would never have taken taken the chance to meet my wonderful, better than anything boyfriend." Vinyl turns to smile at me, her eyes reflecting honesty. "And that's what you need to do. Don't give up. You'll meet that special someone or somepony. And they'll love you more than anyone can comprehend." Her last sentence came out with a wink and a warm smile towards me, eyes quickly going back to Octavia's. "I promise you."

Octavia seems to have calmed down at that, tears cleared off her cheeks as she sits up. "Thanks Vinyl. I needed that."

"Don't thank me yet. We're gonna help you find the perfect guy. But first, some assistance is in order." Vinyl's hands go south, making our guest shiver. "Trust me, you'll feel a lot better when you let out all that pent-up stress," Vinyl coos.

My marefriend signals me to begin touching her, my hand slowly reaching for Octavia's shaft. I start a slow stroking on her, Vinyl smirking as her friend whimpered at a simple touch. The white mare began playing with her companion’s breasts, mounds so large she could barely hold one in the palm of her hand.

"See, it feels good already, huh?" Vinyl asks, Octavia already in her own world murmuring something along the lines of agreement. "Just relax, and let us take care of you," she whispers into Octavia's ear. Then she looks to me, the look on her face pleads me to remember it would only be one-time thing.

I'm hesitant to do anything, even though I sympathized with Octavia's situation, the idea of being intimate with another was still unsettling. Eventually, I slide off the bed, taking a kneeling position in front of Octavia and using both hands to stroke her hardening endowment. Our guest begins to calm down completely, accepting the situation and murmuring gibberish while I stroke her.

"Here, I can help," Vinyl says, leaving Octavia's side to join me in the floor. "But first, let's not make our guest feel uncomfortable being the only one without any clothes on~." Her hands slide beneath my shirt to stroke up my chest, fingernails dragging loosely against my skin bringing shivers where she touched. She slowly brings up her arms until the cloth is removed and tossed away. Now free of a top, Vinyl leans in to kiss me deeply. I do the same for her, gently removing her clothes and kissing her back, Octavia left unattended while we undressed in front of her.

It was like Vinyl and I were giving her a personal show.

Pants came off next and before I knew it, we were both stark naked before our guest, Vinyl taking my hips in her hands and dancing with me sensually. Her hands explored my body, not afraid to show Octavia what we do when my marefriend and I get frisky.

I couldn't stop glancing to Octavia who was watching us intently; Vinyl's hands on my skin was not the only thing that made me shiver. A white hand touched my chin, gently pulling me around to look into a set of crimson eyes; kindness and comfort shone within them. She was caught between helping an old friend and not forcing me into something I didn't want to do. The hand slipped down my body and this time it wasn't from our audience that I shivered. I knew that look on Vinyl's face; whenever we tried something new, it was the same and just as then, I trusted her completely. I nod slightly and she leans forward for a passionate kiss, wrapping her lips over mine. Her tongue sneaks through and plays with mine, a dance between our moist appendages. Vinyl seems to focus on making sure our mouths are open enough to where Octavia could see the tongues intertwining with each other.

Eventually, she broke the kiss, a string of saliva still connecting us as my eyes opened to hers. The hands on my body massaged my muscles, enticing me to follow her lead once more and kneel before our guest. Octavia had been stroking her shaft the whole time, watching us intently, but now it was our turn.

"Please, allow us~." Vinyl calmly removes the Earth mare's hand from her rod. Octavia squirms rather cutely as my hands replace hers, stroking up and down the thick rod. The warm shaft pulses gently in my grasp and Octavia chews on her bottom lip, running a hand along my arm. Our fingers intertwine once, when she draws her hand back down and shakily takes my own. I guide her along her member, a cute little whimper escaping her before her trembling hand slides back up my arm. Vinyl goes in further, giving long licks to Octavia's hefty testicles. I can only imagine how much she's pent up.

My face comes teasingly close to her cock head, the mare's violet eyes pleading me to lean forward. I comply, giving a slow lap against the flat head, eliciting a moan from her as one of her arms snaps to her side. The surface is smooth and already moist with her pre. Below us, Vinyl moves up to the point just between Octavia's shaft and balls. The mare gasps, clenching her fists shut in an attempt to hold back from bucking her hips.

The fluids have a more earthy taste compared to Vinyl's perfect mix of sweet and salty. It was a bit bitter, but not distasteful. I lap again, slipping my lips over the edge of her tip. Struggling against my aching jaw, I manage to slip the thing in but the strain is so great that I'm forced to remove it almost immediately. Better to stick to licking than risk causing any injury.

My tongue was soaking the surface of her skin, the dark-chocolate colored shaft left with a sheen as I pump it with my spare hands. Octavia has been moaning loudly this whole time, caught up in the pleasure my marefriend and I were providing. She was trembling, and I expected her to already be close since we walked in on her mid-session.

Vinyl pulls back, a strand of saliva clinging to the Earth pony's testicles. She joins me at the side of Octavia's cock, eyeing me suggestively. The look says it all and I follow her idea to the other side of the shaft between us. We both close our eyes and stretch our mouths open, sloppily making out around Octavia's flesh. Our tongues swirled around the log, like we were both sharing the tastiest ice-cream we've had. When her tongue shot over, I ducked under, slathering the cock in our collective saliva.

"Oh, gods!" The mare shouts, relishing in the dual service we were giving her. Being potentially able to kiss Vinyl was nice, even though there was a penis between us. We move in sync up and down the rod, coating it in our combined saliva twice over, wet slicking noises filling up the spaces between Octavia's moans.

Octavia's eyes were shut tight while Vinyl suddenly pulls me back from the rod, supposedly right before she was going to blow.

Taking the lead again, she pulls my face close to hers, winking at me as we knelt, cheek to cheek. Octavia notices our absence and peeks her eyes open to the sight before her.

"Ya know, Tavi, your balls looked really full. How long has it been since you've cum~?" she mutters seductively. Octavia tends to her rod again, not being able to resist as she jerked off before our hungry faces.

"F-few... Ooh, f-few weeks...."

Vinyl nudges me, expecting me to pitch in. "Oh. That's a long time, isn't it?" I ask.

"Been busy. And my boyfriend never tended to me," Octavia whimpers.

"Oh, you poor baby~," Vinyl adds, giving a single teasing lick to Octavia's bouncing head. It began to flare wide, signaling her approaching climax.

The only response from the grey mare was a whimper, her hand now working her shaft in quick, shallow strokes. Vinyl's other hand snakes behind me and I gasp as two of her fingers began to press on my pucker, beginning entry.

"So... ngh, so close...."

Panting from her fingers buried in me, massaging my insides thoroughly, I shoot Vinyl a look. She grins and nods. "Tavi..."

"Almost.... Almost...."

"Open your eyes~," the words practically drip from her lips.

Octavia did. She looked down to see Vinyl and I kneeling before her like worshipers to some deity. Our mouths were wide open, eyes pleading, begging. "Oh, goddess!" she shrieks, her head flaring wide as it fires against us. Vinyl and I shut our eyes, leaving our mouths open for a healthy serving of the Earth mare's cum. Just as the first globs of cum arc overhead, Vinyl splits her fingers apart inside me, making me yelp and leaving my mouth wide open for the hot load. Almost hitting the back of my mouth, it splashed against my tongue. It was so thick and strong in taste that I was forced to swallow immediately to make way for the next glob. More and more spurts were catapulted, my mouth hanging open not wanting this to end. It was warm, sticky and oh-so filling. More than just our mouths and faces were covered as shot after shot splattered against most of our chests and drizzled down our faces. I'd never seen Vinyl coated like that before and in that moment had to admit it was quite an intensely arousing sight. Just as I thought it was safe to look up again, Octavia's cock spasms; thick strands continuing to ejaculate from her. The musk was heavy, no doubt from her building up such a potent load. Vinyl and I both cautiously open our eyes as the spurts of semen slowly subside, finally to the point where it dribbles from the glans as the spent mare collapses back on the mattress.

"That was, that... that was amazing," the mare barely says between pants. Vinyl and I were preoccupied with licking off the mess she made. The taste was definitely much saltier than Vinyl's, but bearable. It was kinda fun to tease Vinyl by licking off strands that hung from her snout, both of us beginning to enjoy ourselves more.

"But we aren't even done," Vinyl retorts, just as we finish cleaning ourselves.

"Huh?" Octavia sounds very confused in her tired afterglow, but her shaft was barely softening, remaining rigid.

"Well, if you're okay with it," my marefriend turns to me, not wanting to do anything without my consent. "How about you give this stud here a go with that cock you have? You gotta admit, he's got a nice ass." Vinyl smirks, giving a playful swat at my backside.

The only thing her smack roused in me was indignance; was Vinyl really asking me to have sex with someone else? Octavia was close to her, sure, but I'd only met her this evening. I just wasn’t sure about the whole thing. I admit, Octavia's large endowment did look enticing, and I've gone far enough to blow her. Why not go the extra mile?

It's like Vinyl said; just have fun with it.

"I guess I'm fine with it if you are," I give my input. Vinyl smiles gratefully at me, my decision strengthened by the fact that I could make her smile like that.

"Here, Octavia? Can you stand?" Vinyl asks, offering the mare a hand. Octavia accepts and pulls herself to her feet, her cock hard and ready. "Now you," Vinyl turns to me, "make yourself comfortable, babe."

I crawl myself onto the bedspread, hands and knees sinking into the soft mattress. "Mmmh, doesn't that look good~?" I hear Vinyl comment, admiring my well-endowed rear. "Let me do the honors of getting him ready for you~."

Not being able to see much behind me, I wait patiently before the familiar hands of my marefriend are planted on my hips. She hums, massaging my flesh and caressing me gently. I love it when she does that. Being so connected with her meant she was the only one who I was comfortable with touching me. I'm sure there's no other who treats me with as much gentleness as Vinyl. Even while getting rough and taking in what I had to offer, it never felt like I was just someone for her to use. Whether she was satisfying herself, or focusing on my desires, it was never one-sided.

A wet appendage lays itself against my testicles, licking around teasingly. I moan slightly as she takes my sack into her mouth, her tongue swirling around lightly. With a playful tug, they pop out of her mouth and she giggles, holding me steady as I squirm. She sucks on my sack a second time before her tongue is back on my privates, right at the base of my scrotum. The wet appendage drags up slowly, leaving a moist trail that's left cool against the air. Her tongue meets my entrance, where she retracts her tongue to moisten it again. First, a kiss, right on my anus, a sign that she wanted me to enjoy this. I wasn't sure if she felt my unease about partaking in sexual acts with someone else, but she sure knew how to make me forget about it.

Her next kiss is followed by the widening of her mouth, her tongue plunging into me. I shiver as she hums, her tongue acting like a vibrator inside me. It slides back out, just as easily as it went in to pull back into her maw. I whimpered, yearning to feel her again. Pushing back a bit, she sticks out her re-moistened tongue, drawing slow, wide licks upwards against my skin. Humming, she continues to lick just the outside, teasing me as she used her hands on my hips to push my crevice harder against her face. Her hands knead at my soft flesh and the teasing licks continue.

It feels like an hour before she finally gives a kiss to my pucker, keeping her lips connected so her tongue could slither inside, done with teasing. I could feel her, my sensitive insides trembling at the touch of her equine tongue. It swirled and rubbed, caressing the spots inside me with gentle dexterity. Her tongue retracted to re-moisten, burrowing back in shortly after. She gave my cheek a slap and hummed at the resounding jiggle against her face, sending vibrations inside me. Next thing I knew, I was at ease, Octavia jerking herself already out the corner of my eye.

Vinyl gave a final lick against my crevice, followed by a kiss as she stood up licking her lips. "Ready Octy?" She cooed, letting our guest take a stance behind me. My heart rate rose again - Octavia's privates were an alien heat against my body. Anxiety welled up in me and I struggled to crane my neck over my shoulder and see whatever was going on.

Vinyl was standing beside her friend, watching intently over Octavia's shoulder. Her white arms came into view, one grabbing hold of Octavia's shaft and the other coming to my hip. Octavia latched on to my body, her hands holding my sides for balance as she was led forward on a direct path to my entrance. I changed my view and looked ahead of me, bracing myself.

Then, the contact was made.

The drooling head of Octavia's cock met my pucker, and with the aid of Vinyl, was pushed into me. A muffled moan escapes my mouth at the foreign feeling of someone other than Vinyl pushing inside me. Someone who was bigger too. My body was left with little time to adjust under her continued pushing forward. I could feel the resistance from Vinyl pulling back on her friend, but the earth pony was gripping my sides tightly and pulled me back, lost in the feeling of my insides clenching down on her. I was ever so grateful there was plenty of saliva and precum involved for lube.

"He's tight, isn't he~?" Vinyl whispers directly into Octavia's ear, nipping at it playfully. Octavia whimpers and tries to push deeper, but Vinyl is trying her hardest to keep her slow. "Hey, go easy on him," she chides, her voice retaining it’s silk-like hiss. "I don't want you hurting him." The Earth mare feels so big inside me, it’s almost uncomfortable. But that all too familiar feeling of fullness is what makes my tongue loll out slightly as her rod slowly fills me. And with a girth like hers, she was really pressing my prostate. I groan as I can feel Vinyl’s eyes focus on me, smirking at my reactions.

"Mmmh, s-sorry," Octavia says through her teeth, easing her grip on me and taking it slow. I suddenly feel Octavia’s medial ring slip into me, making me groan as my body adjusts. She tries to push in further, but my whines of resistance catch her ears. Taking the thick shaft was pleasurable, but at a certain point my body couldn't handle such girth. I just wasn't used to it.

Now I could understand why the newcomer was so eager to pummel me; going so long without release takes its toll. But I was grateful she was noting my reactions as well, trying hard to resist the urge to go deeper. Looking over my shoulder, I could see Vinyl begin to walk around the bed. Coming up to me, she crouches to meet my eyes at the same level.

"You holding up okay, babe?" she whispers, her tone much softer and her hand on my shoulder. Octavia’s rod slowly pulls out at the same speed it entered, relieving the stress that fell on my insides and letting me focus more on the pleasure. The head of her cock starts flaring again, the mare no doubt approaching her orgasm. I gasp, feeling her fingernails dig into me as she strengthened her grip on my sides. In spite of that, I'm too taken up with how stretched I am to realize she's started pulling back and keeps going until there's little left inside me. She had only pulled out before plunging back in, to just past the medial ring as before. I moan with a shudder, trying to nod with a smile to my marefriend.

"Good," she responds. "Now, I've got an idea that Octavia will really like, but I'm gonna need you to lube me up. Think you can handle that?" Vinyl whispers again. I nod, not bothering to speak what with Octavia’s constant moans as she humps away at my backside. Her girth pulses inside me, the Earth mare's climax approaching. Her thrusts are short, never going too deep now that she knows my limits, but she still can't bring herself to pull out that far and lose out on the wonderful sensations my insides are providing her.

Vinyl pats my shoulder and stands up straight. "Open for me," she says, cooing as she holds her rod steady in front of me. Already panting in pleasure, it was only a matter of opening up the rest of the way for Vinyl to get the tip in. More than Octavia's, Vinyl's taste is nothing short of intoxicating. That was to say nothing of just how much more right she feels. Just that she was the perfect size to slide easily past my lips and into my mouth, her head pushing the inside of my cheek to cause a bulge as I was spit-roasted by the two hermaphrodites. My tongue got to work, servicing the smooth dark skin of her rod to coat it in lubricant as she had asked. I felt my body relax as she stroked my head, her other hand holds my chin steady; the last thing either of us wanted were any accidents. I was happy to please her, straining to look up into her ruby eyes as she smiled back to me, gently prodding herself further in. Making sure to keep plenty of saliva on her cock, I flick my tongue teasingly against her tip. Vinyl gasps and moans quietly, dipping herself in and out of my mouth but remaining careful not to go too far back into my throat; I was already feeling light-headed from Octavia's continued thrusting.

Speaking of; the Earth mare gives a long moan, fingers noticeably clutching me tighter as her climax approaches. Vinyl slips her rod from my mouth, and I gasp, struggling to get my breathing back under control without her obstructing it. "Now watch this~," Vinyl mouths as she dashes back around to Octavia. I turn my head the best I can to see Vinyl sneak up behind our guest, her body sidling up against her back.

"Vinyl? What are you do-ohhhh~" Octavia slurs out as Vinyl slowly enters her anus, driving herself slowly inside. Octavia bites her lips as Vinyl reaches around her waist to grab my hips, Octavia clenching on her rod hard enough that Vinyl can thrust for the grey mare, like we became a train.

"Ooo, I'm... I'm about to... Oh~," the Earth pony wails as her shaft trembles a final time, her heated load beginning its expulsion. Almost as if to mash her prostate and drive more from her, Vinyl thrusts into Octavia hard enough to shake her. Octavia's cockhead flares wide inside me, squirting her seed into me. I can only feel two pumps of her shaft before Vinyl pulls her out of me, letting her climax rain all over my back. None of us had expected her engorged head to scrape against my prostate but my own penis was erupting at the final stimulation.

Octavia's cum continues to pour forth, Vinyl jerking her off as her spurts of fluids scatter all over my back. By scraping her prostate simultaneously, she's effectively milking the Earth mare for all she has to offer - an almost god-like volume. Every inch of me feels covered in it, as well as the few ropes that had spilled inside me. All the while my walls were squeezing on emptiness, my cock expelling its load on the sheets. Eventually, our orgasms die down, Octavia barely able to stand and my groans proving my exhaustion.

Vinyl just looks over the aftermath, staring at the blanket of spooge on my back. Her focus snaps to Octavia when she begins to falter, teetering off balance. My marefriend barely manages I catch her, laying her down on the bed. I stood up myself, the cum slowly dripping off of me. Looking at the collapsed mare, it turns out she only fell asleep, completely wiped out from our little threesome.

"Soooo, that was fun, huh?" Vinyl asks, wiping my back with her magic.

"Ummm, yeahhhh," my words turn to a shivered slur as a drop of fluids brush right over my anus before Vinyl wipes it up.

"Well, I think our little guest had fun too. And she's got the right idea. C'mon babe, I wanna go cuddle in bed."

I warm up at the thought of finishing things off under the covers with Vinyl. Although, the swishing of that little bit of Octavia's seed that managed to stay inside me begins to throw me off, bringing back the nagging feeling in my head.

Perhaps it would be best to sleep on it.

To Remain Loyal To My Queen Part 3

I follow Vinyl into our bedroom, the moonlight creeping in through the blinds, lining stripes against our bed. I can still feel some of Octavia's residue on my back, feeling dirty. Before I can pull off the covers and crawl in, Vinyl catches my shoulder.

"Are you okay?"

"Huh? Yeah. I'm fine. I just feel a bit... icky," I respond, reaching around rubbing my still somewhat sticky back for emphasis.

"Oh. Wanna shower before bed then? I'm feeling pretty sweaty myself."

I nod my head simply and walk with her into the bathroom. Turning on the water and feeling the stream to test the temperature, I can still feel that little bit of Octavia's cum slosh inside me. It feels so off, just knowing it isn't Vinyl's.

It doesn't feel right.

"Thanks for doing that with me," Vinyl cuts off my thinking. "I've always wanted to try something like that, and we just had the perfect chance."

"Uh huh," I nod along, turning the knob and adjusting the temperature.

"Are you sure you're okay? You've been acting strange all night."

"Yeah, I told you; I'm fine. Now get in here with me," I say, trying to put on a playful smile. I take her hand and close the door behind the both of us, taking her into the stream of water. Telling her how I felt would be impossible; after seeing that smile on her face from living out one of her fantasies as well as helping out Octavia, she’d just feel so guilty. I just helped her live out a fantasy and if she's happy, that's all that matters. Besides, a good night's sleep by her side and I'd feel better tomorrow…. But first...

I grab a washcloth from the shower rack, running it under the water. Vinyl snatches it out of my hand and puts it back. Raising an eyebrow to her antics, I await her explanation.

"You don't need that~," she says, taking the soap and squirting it into her hand. "C’mere."

I face Vinyl and her hands wrap around me lovingly, her soft palms acting like washcloths for me. Her breasts were pressed against my chest as she spread the soap about my back, washing away that icky feeling. Standing still to let her work, the water being the only sound as I enjoy her gentle touch in silence.

Catching on to how relaxed her treatment is leaving me and how enjoyable the silence is, Vinyl opts to continue quietly and let me relax. She continues to sweep her arms around, lathering my still arms and body. It'd be so easy to tease or tickle but Vinyl's careful not to; the moment remains preserved. I'm left relaxing against her, letting her wash me. Vinyl crouches down and begins washing my lower body, a kiss placed on my hip before her hands glide over them, going over them multiple times. Her hands make sure to cover every part in suds, her delicate fingers parting my ass cheeks so she could clean in there. A lone finger slips inside me and soaps up what it can reach, eliciting a shiver from me. She giggles slightly before retracting, going back to lathering my hips and legs. She takes extra care with my feet, getting every part of me squeaky-clean without tickling me. Then, standing up and rinsing her hands of body wash, she reaches for that strawberry scented shampoo she likes. She squirts more than enough, as usual, and dumps it into my hair. I relax instantly as her fingers work in the soap, scritching my scalp.

I could never resist the head-scratchies.

The soap can be felt all over the outside of my body, cleansing me. But only the outside. A part of me still felt the out of place traces of Octavia inside me. I tried not to think about it, instead focusing on the wonderful treatment my marefriend was giving me.

After going twice over my body, she prompted me to lean back so my hair could be rinsed. She held me steady, cupping my face so the runoff avoided my eyes. In her gentle grip I felt as safe as ever, the warmth of the water mingling with the feeling of contentment welling up in me as she rinsed every trace of soap off.

When she was done, I felt her lips on mine, a gentle kiss waking me from my trance. She had cleansed me, and it was my turn to return the favor. I hugged her close, letting her rest after today's endeavors. Her head on my shoulder, eyes closed, and arms tucked against my chest, she waited as I poured soap into my hands, preparing to wash her. Vinyl was leaning on me, something she could always trust me with as I supported her without question. My hands got to work, slowly running my fingertips against her back and sending shivers throughout her body as she cooed. I smiled contently at her cuddled form, knowing how much we meant to each other from this simple touch - Vinyl against me, I against her. But my reflection was dampened by a nagging feeling at the back of my mind. One that persisted even through my attempts to relax.

I decided to ignore it for now and focus on the task at hand. My hands continued their road trip about her body, exploring every nook and cranny and leaving suds in their wake. I made sure to clean extra well in her armpits and her chest, massaging her breasts a bit to make her sigh. I knelt down and began washing her privates, using a finger to clean inside her sheath. It was all that was needed to set her cockhead twitching but Vinyl kept herself under control so I could clean.

After going over her legs carefully, I stand up and grab the shampoo. Her body sidles up to mine as soon as my legs straightened, her head coming to rest upon my shoulder yet again. I squirt some shampoo into her two-tone hair, lathering it in gently. She moans lightly in satisfaction, not the lustful moan of a dissatisfied mare, but something sweeter; innocent. I smile to myself and continue lathering. Her hair is definitely clean, but I like to play with the bright blue strands while she hums against me. She giggles heartily as leftover suds run down the side of her face, curving around her cheeks pulled back in a warm smile.

Eventually, the job is done and I lean her back gently, rinsing her hair. Both of us smell like strawberries, Vinyl happily burying her snout into me again.

Once we had both rinsed clean, I led her out of the shower, turning off the water behind me. The room was filled with steam, both of us drying off in the dim light. No words spoken, only the soft touches between boyfriend and marefriend as we helped each other. With no need to dress for bed, we were free to climb under the covers as soon as we were done and in the bedroom.

Or so I thought.

"Hey," Vinyl speaks up, catching me as I sit on the bed. She always looked so enchanting after a shower; her coat sparkling like moonlight reflecting off the surface of a pond, her striped hair still damp and somewhat poofy on her head, and her eyes. Her eyes were always the most beautiful part of her, each shimmering orb the exact definition of radiance. But tonight was a little different. I turn to face her, finding her standing with arms crossed, leaving me with a growing sense of worry. Had I done something wrong? "Scooch over."

Her voice was stern, but not a shout. Instead, she was very gentle and consoling in a way. I gladly move over and let her take a seat beside me, sitting up instead of lying down. I'm about to lie down myself, but she speaks up again.

"Uh uh. I'm not done. C'mere," she pats her thigh, sitting up straight on our bed against the pillows in the dark room. Now I know what this means. Whenever she want’s me to open up to her with something, she knows it helps to get me really comfortable first.

Sitting in her lap while she clutches me tightly is a prime example.

I lift myself up and gently sit on her thigh, her arms wrapping around my waist and holding me against her. Her muzzle comes down and she kisses my shoulder softly before speaking again. "Now I want you to tell me what's wrong."

I stammer out a trail of quiet sounds, caught off guard by her tone. She wasn't angry, just concerned. "What do you mean?"

"Well, we're all clean and cozy and everything now, but something's been bothering you since we ate dinner. Don't lie to me, I could see it on your face. I figured since you didn't want to tell me then, I’d ask at a better time. So, what's wrong?"

"Vinyl, I..." I trail off.

"C'mon, baby," she slowly pecks my shoulder again, holding her lips there and seemingly whispering into my body, "you've got me so worried. I wish you'd just tell me." Her arms tighten ever so slightly around my waist, holding me close.

With a hand on hers, I sigh in defeat. She takes note and waits, giving me room to choose my words. But there's no need. There's no other way to express my feelings as I sigh again. "Now, don't get me wrong. What we did with Octavia was fun, and I kinda liked it. But... at the end of it all... it just feels like... like I... like I cheated... on you." The mention of the act reminds me of that small bit of Octavia's secretions still inside me, almost taunting me. Vinyl's arm comes up to rub my side, consoling me.

We both sit in silence as Vinyl processes my words. "Why didn't you say something earlier?"

"Well, you looked like you were really enjoying it. I didn't want to ruin your fantasy."

"Ohwh. That's not as important. I would never have even considered it if I knew it would make you uncomfortable. I'm so sorry."

"It's fine, Vinyl."

"No. It's not fine. Knowing that this is bothering you so much is something I can't stand," she says, nuzzling my neck gently.

My hand comes up to hold her muzzle against me, warming up to the contact. I scratch her snout gently with one finger, something I know she likes. "Did you even enjoy it? It looked like you didn't get off back there."

"Well, she kinda finished early on me, so no. But it was alright. I got to watch your adorable faces and twitching. It's like there's nothing about you that isn't cute," her arms tighten momentarily in a wiggling hug, "But that's not important. Listen, I understand why you feel that way, and I know you would never cheat on me. But you shouldn't feel so bad."

"Vinyl, it's just that-"

"Let me word it better for you. Babe, do you love me?"

"Yes. More than anything in the world," I answer back immediately.

"Do you love Octavia?"

"Well, frankly, no. I barely know her."

"Exactly. Ya see, I love her, but as a close friend. That's why I felt she needed some relief. What we did in there, was just to make her feel good. Nothing more. But what we share," she pauses to kiss my shoulder again before her delicate whisper continues, "is something like no other. It's special, a love that I only save for you."

After some silence to let the words sink in, I can't help but sigh again. "I love you. So much," I reply, trying to nuzzle her cheek with my own. Her heartfelt speech was bringing tears to the edges of my eyes. Because in our bedroom with no one else around, there isn’t a reason for her to lie. I know that everything she said was straight from the heart.

"I love you too, baby. I just wish I could do something to make you feel better," she whispers, deep care saturated in her voice. Her hands continue stroking up and down my sides, warming my heart knowing how much she truly cares as I melt into her frame.

"Well, there is something.... I just, I... I want to feel you again," I whisper back to her, leaning into her body. "I want to make things right."

Vinyl slowly takes my hand in hers and kisses me again, closer to the neck this time. “If that’s what you want, then I’d love to.”

This wasn't necessarily something that I wanted. This was something that I needed; to have my body claimed once again by its rightful partner. By the person I devote my life to. I needed exactly what I said:

To make things right.

“Do you need me to help you get ready?” I ask, shifting off her lap so she could rise to her knees on the bed. I was sitting with my back to the headboard, close to the head of the bed, while Vinyl made her way to the center, just in front of me. She nods slowly, beckoning me over to the dark sheath in her crotch. Before I even lay a finger on it, I grab her hands in mine and kiss her on the lips. Smiling when I pull back, her warm expression was exactly what I wanted to see. Those eyes would forever hold me entranced; they showed a side of her that no others saw. Right now, her eyes are like a warm embrace, assuring me that she loves me more than anything. We share one single kiss, perhaps a sweet reminder that what we share is real, no matter how unbelievable it may seem before I crouch down lower.

Coming to her sheath, the tip of her shaft peeks out, almost shyly, waiting to be enticed forward like a cat that meets you for the first time. My hands slip out of her grasp to hold her sides. Fingertips dancing through her fur, I slowly lie down to get close to her crotch. While on my elbows with my hands resting her thighs, I lean in and inhale her scent, relishing the familiarity that was my lover. The smell was relaxing, the combination of soap from our shower and the ever-present musk of her privates made a vivid aroma akin to that of a freshly picked strawberry. It was her scent, one that was unique to her and her alone. I felt Vinyl shiver upon the feeling of me breathing hot huffs of air against her, but I couldn't help it. Intaking the addictively sweet smell of her only made me want to breathe it in more.

Eventually, I knew the teasing had to stop. I wanted to make her feel like the queen she truly is to me, so I began with a loving kiss to one of her balls. My lips sank in ever so slightly to the smooth skin of her mushy sack, making her coo as I felt just how pent up she really was, likely from being denied release earlier. Her plump orbs shift upon contact, pleading to be worshipped further as I plant a kiss on her other testicle, one of Vinyl's hands coming to rest on my head as I breathe in through my nose to take in her wonderful scent again.

With her shaft now beginning to peek out, I give the flat head a gentle lick, making the mare above me release a breath she was holding. Her hand strokes my hair and her cock grows outwards, slowly growing larger as I scatter kisses about the smooth surface. With a last kiss on her glans, I take the first inch into my mouth, glazing saliva along the smooth surface as more of her length crept into my maw. Her pre begins to dribble slowly on my taste-buds, the perfect mix of sweetness that I missed so dearly. Her hand slides down the back of my neck, curving with my body to stroke me lovingly. With my tongue caressing the underside of her shaft, I bob my head to thoroughly layer on my saliva.

Her shaft rises to full mast rather quickly while Vinyl eyes my crouched form, still stroking my body with a comforted smile. Just as I was about to take her into my throat, my marefriend taps my head twice, drawing my gaze to her with her shaft still past my lips before she speaks again. “That’s good enough.” I kneel up, her cock slurping out of my mouth as I reach eye level with her and she drapes her arms around my shoulders like a warm scarf. “Now lean back,” she breathes warmly in my ears with her forehead pressed against mine, “Let me take care of you.” I follow her lead and let her take command, steadily allowing her to lay me back on the mattress. No words were needed, her expression told me all I needed to know; that what she said earlier was nothing but the truth; we shared something purely special. The things I do for her and the things she does for me are reserved only for ourselves. No one else would ever be able to fathom how strong our connection was, and that’s why I was with her in this very moment.

After the blissful eternity it took her to sweetly hold me and sink us into the bed, her hand behind my head carefully laying me into the pillows, I feel her all-too familiar lips pepper my neck with affectionate kisses. As her hands glide up and down my sides, I wrap my arms around her, our body heat mingling together as I convey my appreciation in satisfactory sighs and shivers.

She reaches above me, grasping her pillow and pulling away from my neck to look me in the eye. Her spare hand grabs my hip, nudging me up and promoting me to lift my behind. With my arms still strung around her shoulders, I lift up my hips so she could fluff the pillow and slide it beneath my lower back. "Comfy?" she whispers lightly, staring into my eyes as I adjusted myself on the pillow, nodding when I felt my body sink into the plushness of it. Keeping my body tilted meant easier access to my entrance, as well as guaranteeing an easier angle for her so her thrusts were smooth when she takes me.

Vinyl and I have had our wilder nights, and I admit it was always fun. But right now, she knows how much I like it when she’s gentle with me, when each movement is planned carefully and enacted to express ourselves in ways words can’t. It’s proof enough the look in my marefriend’s radiant eyes and the way her hands and lips touch my body tell me that she truly does love me.

And I felt so much better already.

The kisses begin on my neck, a few nips to the edge of my jaw before she moved south, a kiss to my collar bone, a kiss lower, a kiss to my nipple, making me squeal as she played with it gently with her teeth. The whole time she trails her kisses downward she stares into my eyes, her soft rosy irises reflecting a mutual passion. A kiss here, a kiss there. Eventually she plants a kiss right on my tummy, making both of us giggle together when she follows up with a kiss to my belly button, continuing when we both calm. A kiss there, a kiss here. When she reaches my shaft which was at half mast, she gave a wetter kiss to the tip, tracing a single long spiral down the length with her tongue. As much as I like the sensation, I know she wants to continue to her prize.

A final kiss is planted on my freshly cleaned flower, Vinyl staring at me from behind my erection with her snow-colored face and ocean blue hair. I lay back, gripping the sheets in my hands as she begins her soothing work. Her large, equine tongue slowly slips in, that familiar hum in her throat resounding out to vibrate inside me. She takes care to hold the bottom of my rear, caressing the flesh as her tongue swirls around to coat me in her saliva. She curls her long muscle as if it were a finger beckoning me in a "come hither" fashion, the wet tip drawing lines against my walls and making me tremble. One of her hands comes up and grabs mine, fingers tied together so I could hold her hand while she services me. The other hand strokes the outside of my thigh, comforting me as I hum in the night silence.

Vinyl's eyes drift closed so she could focus on her work, contorting her tongue in fashions to really coat me in her saliva while spiking my pleasure. Her sweet expression and humming shows she enjoys preparing me as much as I do, using slow and deliberate movements to push her snout further in my crevice, driving her tongue deeper into me. Tilting her head ever so slightly, she prods at my walls from different angles with her wet appendage, drawing hushed squeals from me when her equine tongue brushed my sweet spots. I feel her lips curve in a smile as her ears twitch, listening intently to my vocal reactions while her thumb strokes the backside of my hand. She really knows how to make me feel appreciated as she continues to tongue me softly.

Once I was sufficiently bathed in her natural lubricant, her tongue slips out of me to give more wide licks on the outside of my pucker, licking from the bottom to the top of my crevice. I can hear her giggle as she listens to me moan girlishly at her actions, her eyes peek open to watch my face scrunch in blissful satisfaction. With a final, slow kiss held to my flower, she pats my rump twice to signal I was ready. Crawling back up to meet me face to face, her hand caresses my cheek while her other arm wound around my back.

While she holds my body, she grinds her shaft against me, her moist rod massaging the underside of my manhood and testicles as both of us bite our lips in the sensation. The movements are slow and nothing short of affectionate as she pulls back to look into my eyes with her scarlet pools. Holding my legs up while I relaxed into the bed, she mouths the single word, “ready?” and I nod, closing my eyes as all sense of motion slows in this intimate moment we are about to share.

Vinyl holds her sex steady with one hand, her flat head making contact with my bare, wet entrance, rubbing the tip against me in slow circles around my flower as she enjoyed the sight of our applied saliva mixing together. Her other hand rubs my side, consoling me and soothing the tension in my muscles. We've done this so many times before, my learned instinct was to relax further, feeling like I was melting into the blankets under me, ready to take her passionately.

My eyes open momentarily, only to catch her gaze with a playful smirk while she continues to tease her head on my pucker. I give her a pair of puppy eyes, pleading to feel her warmth inside me, an act that cracks through her defenses, making her giggle softly in the moonlit air before she leans down for another deep kiss to my lips. She knows how to make the feelings last before, with a single thrust, she enters me smoothly. Given our shower not too long ago, the saliva coating us, and the fact my flesh was still tender from its previous endeavors, her initial push was unhindered, making for a clean slide into my relaxed depths accompanied by the familiar squish of flesh against flesh. Vinyl sighs in satisfaction, tilting her head up with closed eyes, clearly having missed the way I felt just as I had missed her.She shuffles forward on her knees, carefully holding my legs upright, pushing herself deeper inside me before she rested still, a few inches off of hilting inside me completely.

After a few minutes to just relish in the welcomed feel of each other, she leans down to bring her face close to mine. We stare into each other’s eyes deeply, Vinyl blinking slowly in the rather quiet night, her breaths hushed as her eyes shift to scan mine.

My hand comes to her shoulder and strokes her body caringly. “Sorry if it doesn't feel so good.... I might still be a little loose from—"

“Shhh,” she hushes me with a kiss my jawline, her spare hand takes my chin and points my gaze back into those consoling eyes. “You feel perfect. Just like you always do,” she whispers clearly into my ear before she subtly locks our lips together, keeping me from retorting. I had to admit that she was right. After everything that happened tonight, this moment truly felt perfect; feeling her inside me instead of some stranger. And she really was the perfect fit. Enough girth to stimulate my sweet spot without it being so much that it's uncomfortable. Her length was perfect too, the way she reaches so far into me to really fill me up in satisfaction, leaving just enough space for her climax to occupy.

I'm pulled from my train of thought as Vinyl kisses me again. Without the need to hold her shaft steady anymore and with my body to support her, her hands could move down to my plush rear and massage away. I really like it when she fondles me so, just knowing that my proportions satisfy her leaves me satisfied as well. Plus; it felt really good. I could only assume she likes it too, given she gropes me with such vigor, while still remaining gentle as her fingers sink into the malleable flesh.

"I'm going to start moving now, okay?" she asks, her barely audible voice ever soothing me in her clutch. I nod and she nuzzles my face, pulling out of me slowly with her hips as her knees remain planted on the mattress. I clench down, my priority being pleasuring her as much as possible as I smile fondly at her adorable shudder to my efforts.

Her medial ring slips out and drags a moan from her with it. Hands flow freely like paint brushes on my body and her cleaned, white fur skims my skin with each movement, spreading her ever-pleasing warmth about me and sending rivets of bliss throughout my body, all while caressing me as she holds me close. She’s still taking it slow, letting the both of us savor the feeling of each other connected as one with her long, deep thrusts, just the way I like it. No rough slapping of hips against hips, just the sound of us breathing together as she eases herself up to gently touch the bottom of my cheeks with her pelvis before ever so slowly pulling back out. My arms wrap around her tightly, literally attaching myself to her as if I wanted to be connected with her forever.

No one could ever replace her.

I loosen my grip just a bit to look down between our bodies. Vinyl notices my intent and looks down with me, also curving her torso to give a better view. I could then feel Vinyl’s eyes on my face, watching me stare at her shaft as it pierces my entrance, burrowing deep to be enveloped in my heated walls before slowly dragging itself out at the same speed. I hear a giggle before I'm given a sudden powerful thrust to make me squeak in surprise, followed by a low, throaty moan.

“Mmmm, that’s it. Let it out. Moan as much as you want,” Vinyl whispers. I clench down hard on her as she continues her thrusting, still at a constant and even pace, and never going too fast. My mouth contorts in different shapes to expel hushed "ooo"s and "ahh"s, music to my marefriend’s ears as she happily peppers my body with affectionate kisses. “Ya know, you make the cutest noises,” She giggles, kissing my cheek tenderly.

I squirm and whine in protest. “It isn’t cute. I can’t help it if that’s-ahhh~,” my words melt into a feminine cry when she runs her teeth carefully up my neck. With eyes shut and my embrace somehow getting tighter, she continues to make me moan, everything from wails to whimpers.

“Shhh, it is so cute. And it’s one of the many things I love about you~.” The freshly washed hair atop her head bounces lightly as that pure and spotless coat brushes my chest. A pair of lips touch my forehead as her arms curl up my back, crossing over with each hand locking onto one of my shoulders, allowing her to cradle me close as her thrusts bring her closer and closer to hilting me.

My head is pressed into the crook of her neck, her hand holding me there as she rocks us slower. Her thrusts are getting slower, yet fuller. She takes her time pulling out as much as she can without leaving my warm clutch before inching back inside, my vice-like depths welcoming her with a squeeze.

Vinyl takes a moment to suddenly thrust her whole self into my tunnel, pausing with her shaft snug inside me. My muscles contract and compress, massaging her length as she clutches me in a tight embrace, preparing for the final run.

“You getting close?” I ask soothingly, using my hand to cup and stroke her cheek, followed by brushing a few loosened bangs behind her ear.

"Yeah," she breathes with a shudder and a giggle, nuzzling my hand affectionately. “You just feel so good.”

I pull myself up to lay my head upon her shoulder, stroking her back lovingly. “Only for you,” I whisper into her ear.

Vinyl takes a deep breath before she starts moving again, her thrusts growing fuller as I clenched down on her. My legs lock around her waist so she needs not worry about holding me steady as she begins to rock us both back and forth. I feel her chest heave with her heavy breathing as her shaft steadily pistons in and out of my opening. The flesh pulses inside of me along with her heartbeat, edging toward the brink of no return.

Suddenly, Vinyl pulls her body away from mine, still thrusting in a steady rhythm. She reaches out and grabs my hands, lacing her fingers in between mine as her loving eyes meet my own. With our gazes locked and hands together, her head begins to flare as she thrusts, stretching my tunnel wide. A sudden wave of pure contentment overtakes me; I can actually feel my marefriend's flaring head scrape out Octavia's fluids when she pulls back, clearing the space so she can replace it with her own essence instead. The thought of it feels as if I was being cleansed, removing what doesn't belong. My body clenches hard, almost sucking in her length when it pushes in and I moan at the pressure given back by her pulsing cock. Eyes drifting shut, she pants hard, thrusting as deep as she can into me. I breathe in her huffs, the two of us sharing the air intimately. My marefriend's face contorts cutely, and I know she's on the very edge, ready to fill me to the brim and then some.

Before she can give her final thrust, she calls my name out into the night. Without hesitating, I lunge up and lock her lips in a passionate kiss, making her hum into my mouth. Her hands squeeze mine tightly and her shaft trembles, preparing to unleash the bulges that were creeping through her urethra. It all seems to happen so slowly, the blissful feeling of us connected as one washing over me with her orgasm.

Vinyl gives one hard thrust accompanied by a muffled grunt, her cock throbbing when her hips lightly smack mine and she spurts out a long rope of her cum. She pulls back and gives a shorter thrust, groaning again and firing a longer string. Then, a third and final time, she pulls back and pushes herself in as far as possible, actually pushing my body into the pillows above me as the peak of her orgasm breaches my body in an endless stream of thick fluids instead of short pumps. Her muddled grunts devolve into cute whimpers as she is finally able to release her tension, emptying her pent-up load into my awaiting body. The head of her sex flares to its maximum width, locking her in place deep inside my warm core as my legs tighten around her; I wanted her to remain inside me the entire time, to fill my emptiness to the brim with her. Our lips remain locked the entire time as more of her warm seed floods me, as if with the intention of impregnating me. The thick substance sloshes around inside as my stomach expands to contain it, more and more spilling out even though my crevices were filled. I moan into her maw, feeling almost as if my whole body were melting as her essence heats me and she holds herself in place against me, hip to hip, palm to palm, and lips to lips. I remained still, accepting her gift as it streamed out more and more, her balls still convulsing as my walls milked her for the ever-warming fluids. After what feels like a blissful eternity, I reluctantly pull back from our kiss—mostly because my neck was getting tired—a lone strand of saliva connecting us still as her flow of cum slows to individual spurts and eventually, to nothing, her balls expended of their load. My mind fades momentarily as I process the added weight to my body from her climax. There had to be at least a gallon of her seed sloshing in my depths, maybe more; a wonderful source of warmth in the late night.

She kisses me a last time before hugging me close, careful not to squeeze on my slightly inflated tummy. I hadn't bulged to an absurd size, instead looking like I was maybe seven months pregnant, but it still felt like a lot. I feel her pull back her hips, about to disconnect herself from me, but I stop her.

"No, please," I whisper, locking my legs around her waist to hold her inside me. "I want to stay like this. Just until we're asleep."

Vinyl smiles down at me, easing herself and keeping her hips pressed against mine. Her cock had already began to soften, and it would take a while until it retracted back into her sheath completely, but I didn't want to release her. That feeling of her inside me felt so right, and I wanted to stay like this for as long as possible. "You want me to hold you too?" she whispers softly, already knowing the answer but I know she just wants to see me blush.

She succeeds, my cheeks flaring a shade of red to match her eyes. "Mhmm," I mutter, trying to hide behind my short bangs. Vinyl giggles at my cute face, pressing my head into her neck in a quick embrace. She then carefully rises up, taking her pillow back and twisting in a way as to not slip out of me, and lays back down on her side, spooning me and my bulging stomach, only to notice something was missing.

"Hey. Wait.... You didn't cum."

"And?" I ask, closing my eyes and pressing myself back into her mold.

"Wha-, I thought- well, do you want me to jack you off or-"

"Shhh," I mutter. "There's no need for any of that. Vinyl, I love you, and the feeling of being able to pleasure you like this is enough pleasure for me. I don't care if I don't get off. So long as I've made you happy, I'm happy."

Vinyl sighs and props her head up on her elbow, looking over my relaxed body with a benevolent smile. "You are somethin' else, you know that?" She giggles, combing her spare hand through my hair. "I love you too." Leaning over to peck my cheek, her hand drifts down my body. "And I think you deserve some 'tummy wubs'," she says, giving a delighted grin.

I roll my eyes jokingly at her and she giggles, still watching me as her hand drifts to my expanded stomach. Her hand is so delicate with the sensitively stretched skin, almost massaging me, but affectionately and oh-so gentle. More just a light rubbing as her palm washes over my body, her soft coat against my smooth skin as my stomach settles with a rumble and a sigh.

"You are just so adorable~," she whispers, eliciting a deeper blush from me. But I can't really reply, the slow rubbing of her hand on my belly was making me purr in her grasp. My stomach gurgles happily, resounding in the room followed by the giggles of two lovers in bed. I push myself deep into her frame, filling the spoon as much as I can. My head comes against her chest and her massage stops momentarily.

Vinyl presses my head against her, humming slightly to me as I listen to her beating heart. The thumping was steady and deep, and very consoling, like it was the beat to song composed specifically for us.

"Do you hear that, babe? My heart?" she asks, her soothing voice barely audible.

"Mhmm. It sounds so pleasant to me," I mutter back, drifting slightly to the calm beat.

"That's because it beats for you~," she whispers, punctuating it with a slow kiss in my fluffy hair. "And don't you ever forget that~."

Then, with both of us settled in bed, my body perfectly nestled into hers, she thoughtfully pulls up the covers, draping them over the two of us. One arm slips under my neck, arching down so her hand settles on my bosom. The other hand remains on my belly, rubbing it soothingly, her fingers pressing into my sensitive body. My hand comes up to hold hers on my heart, pressing her hand into my chest to show her my heartbeat; the one that beats for her. I can feel her tail curl around my waist and her leg over my thigh, her foot stroking mine slowly, warming all of my body. To top it off, her muzzle lies buried in my hair, her deep breaths of my strawberry-scented head with the occasional kiss cloud my mind as she whispers a "Good night."

And for lack of a better word, everything in this moment just feels...

right.

To Dress For My Queen Part 1

I had just left the bedroom, lazy-day sweatpants and a thick hoodie on my person, no shirt underneath or socks on my feet. In the living room, Vinyl was standing with her phone to her ear, unaware of my eavesdropping.

"Hey Octy. What's up?" Vinyl walks over to the couch, plopping down while I tip-toe closer. "Is that so? I can't believe it's only been so long and you're already at this point. I told you we'd help. Now go get 'em!" With that, Vinyl hung up her phone, sitting back in the couch with a sigh.

The television's on since she'd been hanging out on this Friday evening. I took the rest of my work day off and came home as soon as I could. A nice surprise met me when I walked inside; Octavia already on her way out. It was a satisfying sight seeing the gray mare so upbeat. It took a couple weeks, but Vinyl and I had set her up on a date with a local neighbor who works at the movie theaters. I remember his name vividly; Peter, only because Octavia wouldn't stop rambling about him after the first date. Confirmed when a questioning glance to Vinyl was returned with a wiggle of her eyebrows, I knew the earth mare was off to yet another date with the guy.

That was maybe twenty minutes ago. Now the sun was close to setting outside, casting long shadows down the dirt roads and dropping the temperature to fit the coming Winter. I had kissed Vinyl hello and went straight to the bathroom, answering nature's call before strolling to our bedroom, changing into the comfier clothes.

"What's taking him so long to piss?" the white mare asks herself.

It was at that moment I chose to lean over the couch and gently place my cool hands on her eyes. "Guess who~?" I said in a sing-song voice.

Vinyl jumps in surprise, settling back quickly when she recognizes my voice. "I have no idea. But I bet he's really cute~," she said.

Face scrunching momentarily with a huff, my hands fall off her face to slide down her chest in a v-shaped harness, my body leaning further over the back of the couch so her head presses my chest. "Close enough," I mumble, stretching my neck to kiss the tip of her horn. Vinyl's breath catches in her throat and she makes a soft "eep" noise.

"Hey! You know my horn is sensitive!"

My giggle resembles that of a cartoon villain after recognizing a hero's weakness, contrastingly followed by an affectionate squeeze in a hug. Hands then rise up slowly, fingers brushing her body through her own hoodie. My fingers play with the drawstrings momentarily, twirling one before going up further to her head. It was there my fingers spread out, combing through her hair on the side of her head, as if I were a stylist shaping the ocean of two-tone blue. I notice she ditched hair gel today so her hair wasn't as voluminous, just silky strands that slide off the curve of her head. Since my hands were still somewhat damp from washing them, her hair really did feel like water, brushing my fingers like elegant sea grass.

"So what was that call about?" I ask nonchalantly, still massaging her head.

"Well, it... uhh, 'Tavi was just... letting us know..." Vinyl's words sputter into nothing as her spine shivers, my fingertips applying slight pressure on her scalp as I massage her. "I don't know what you're doing, babe, but I can't focus."

"Does it feel good~?" I ask playfully. Her puddy-like expression answering for me already.

"Ooooo, yeah~. It feels really goooood~...." Her words are stretched, head lying back in my hands.

I giggle with her, playing with her hair gently in my dexterous movements. A sigh escapes her lips and she coos, my head coming down to bury my nose in her hair, breathing in her smell. The faint familiar scent of strawberries lingers on my face when I kiss her head, massaging and occasionally scratching her scalp.

"So 'Tavi called?" I ask.

"As much as I love what you're doing, why don't you come around here and sit with me so I can tell you about it. You're gonna like this."

My hands leave her head in a sweeping motion, setting her hair back in its original style before I had messed with it, not without leaving a kiss on the top. Arms stretched out and hands clasping like a child wanting to be picked up, Vinyl entices me to her lap as I walk around the couch. I sashay my hips with emphasis, slowly climbing into her lap, facing her. I try to really take it slow, punctuating my movements and giving her some eye-candy, but the carpet slides under my weight at the last second, making me fall into Vinyl's clutch with an "oomph" from us both.

"What was that?" Vinyl asks with a chuckle, holding me gently after my slip-up.

"Hehe. I don't know. I just wanted to be sexy," I said.

"But babe, you are sexy~..." Vinyl's hands go down from the small of my back to my hips, rolling her fingers on them suggestively. Having recovered from my embarrassing slip-up, I sit up straight in her lap, hands on her shoulders and gazes locked. A hand of hers detaches itself from me to cup my face. "Just look at this adorable face, so sweet and innocent that I could kiss you forever." A kiss is then placed on my nose, hands moving in tandem, reverting back to my hips and crawling under my hoodie, her chilled palms sending shivers where they tread, ending on my chest. "And these pecs.... So hot..." she says, scritching my chest like I did to her head not long ago. I knew she was just teasing; I barely had much muscle, having more of a lithe form, but I just giggle along with her all the same. "And these..." Vinyl trails off, her fingers trailing somewhere specific.

"Hey!" I squeal as my marefriend pinches my nipples. With the fall weather coming in, temperatures were dropping and trees were changing color. Due to the former, my nipples may have been a bit perky in the moment, making them easy targets for the mare.

She grins at my sudden squirming, giggling lightly in the setting sun's marmalade glow breaking through the window blinds. "And then we go lower..." Vinyl's voice shifts to a huskier whisper, her hands clasping my sides, just above my ribs before she swept them down slowly. I noticeably shudder at her touch, her hands creeping down and rubbing my skin. It took way too long for her to reach her destination, but eventually her hands find my hips with a circular rub of her palms. "You just have..." Vinyl mutters under her breath. Her hands sneak down to massage my flesh, chilly fingers digging under the waistband of my sweats to grip the flesh of my rear. "...the sexiest rump..." Those eyebrows of hers wiggle suggestively as she kneads me like pastry dough. "...in all of Equestria~."

I coo in response, shuddering at her fingers clawing my generous flesh and what little muscle I had. "Vinyl, please!" I wriggle, batting away her hands.

"What? How do you think I feel when you're shaking this spanktastic butt under my drooling lips all day!" She retorts with a playful smile, rushing to tickle my sides after I pushed her hands out of my pants. I burst out laughing, trying to push away her fuzzy fingers, but to no avail. The tickling has weakened me and Vinyl is free to do as she pleases. "It isn't fair, having you walk around the house in tight jeans, swaying your hips this way and that! You just love to wiggle that sexy donk under my nose all day, huh? Well, let me help you wiggle!"

Any words I try to shout are cut short by laughs and sharp intakes of breath. She's a relentless animal, fingers taking advantage of my weak spots. When I push her hands off my sides, they just come right back. Any chance I get to open my eyes, Vinyl has a toothy grin, her crimson irises watching me squirm under her clutch.

Eventually, I break free from her hands, giving a single, strong push to her chest. The only downside was that she had the back of the couch behind her. My push didn't send her away, it sends me back and I flail my arms and cry out in surprise; the appropriate reaction to falling backwards off your marefriend.

Luckily, Vinyl acts quickly, catching me by my arms and pulling me back.

But it doesn't stop there.

In one fluid motion, I was grabbed by my upper arms and thrown back to the couch, my body flopping gently on the cushions. I could've sworn I was about to fall off the couch to my impending doom, but when my eyes crack open, I'm on my back on the couch with my marefriend atop me bearing a predatory grin. How could I have been so foolish to assume I was safe?

"I have you now~..."

I didn't think there could be a worse fate than falling off Vinyl's lap onto the carpeted floor in embarrassment, but then I noticed my current situation. Legs are pinned beneath her body - somewhere in the midst of catching me, her hands have clasped my wrists like fuzzy handcuffs and locked them on the respective sides of my head. Her eyes, oh Celestia, her eyes. The look in them sets off an alarm in my head to beg for mercy, but my lips are frozen shut, even my voice was scared to face her. I try to worm out from under her, but there wasn't even a chance that would be successful. Vinyl cackles in a low tone, her face leaning down so close to mine her scent invades my nose and her body casts a shadow over me.

"What to do, what to do~?" she repeats, my heartbeat racing. Each word is dragged out so slowly, building tension; I had no idea what she could possibly want. Her head tilts from side to side slowly; she clearly enjoys watching me squirm. "I knooow~...."

My eyes widen and hers remain unaffected as her plan unfolds. Everything happens so slowly at first, Vinyl slithering down my body until her face reaches my waist. Licking her lips and with lustful eyes, she takes the bottom of my hoodie in her teeth, retracing her movements exactly and pulling up the thick cloth. The smooth skin of my stomach is revealed, my belly button shaking as I tremble. A final attempt at escape is all I have left, shimmying desperately. There's no hope. My limbs won't budge and Vinyl breathes heavily on my skin, her gleaming eyes like slits as she lets out the quietest snicker. My body turns to ice, frozen in fear as I gulp and the outside world holds it's breath.

Vinyl inhales a mouthful of air.

Then, my fate is sealed.

"PPPBBBTBBBBBTBTBBBBTBBBBTH!" Vinyl blows a raspberry on my bare tummy, a loud, sudden noise shattering the silence as I howl out in uncontrolled laughter. My body is spasming, trying to break free, but only my head can be thrown back into the couch. She's merciless, her hands still holding down my wrists so I'm trapped. I can't stop laughing and neither can she, her mouth just plants itself on my belly and blows hard, a sensation that tickled more than her fingers on my sides, enough to make me start tearing up from laughter. My marefriend does it a third time, then a fourth, her tone and expression obviously playful despite the well-impersonated wild "mwahaha"ing in between assaults on my weak spot.

"Vinyl!" I wail between bursts of laughter. "Please! I can't! I can't! B-Breathe!"

She blows one more raspberry, a longer one than the others before her cackling diminishes to light chuckles. After that tenth or eleventh raspberry, Vinyl places a kiss on my stomach, holding it there instead of blowing. We're both still giggling uncontrollably, but she chooses to kiss me multiple times in that general area while we calm down. My breathing is steadily coming under control and my heart rate slows back to normal. The white mare nuzzles my heaving stomach with more kisses and stray hums, her grip on my wrists loosening to instead worm under my body across my back.

With a good lock on me, she lifts me up, my body limp from exhaustion, and lies back down behind herself. This time, she's on her back, her head against the armrest of the couch and her boyfriend collecting himself on her body like a tuckered-out puppy.

"You okay?" Vinyl asks with an innocent giggle, her hand stroking my head carefully, sometimes weaving through my locks. I murmur at the head massage, just lying in silence with my hands limply holding the unicorn's shoulders for a good while, enjoying Vinyl's presence. She seemed to try and replicate what I did to her head, and it was working. "You should do this more often. Doesn't it feel sooooo gooooood~?" she asks, scratching my scalp in circles while shaking my head a bit, prompting me to open my eyes.

It does. It feels absolutely delightful. It's amazing how fast I've gone from squealing mess to a puddle of utter relaxation. Vinyl scratches a spot behind my ear and I shiver in bliss, my eyes slipping open to gaze at hers. Her half-lidded gems look so beautiful as the curtains cut off just enough of the dying sunlight to illuminate half of her face with an amber radiance. The contrast was stunning to admire; the other half of her face was soaked in shadow, one ruby of an eye making itself known in the dark cloud of white fur compared to the tangerine tinge upon the other side.

"I will if you will," I reply after too long. The last of our giggles ring out in the living room, both of us reduced to goofy smiles. My bliss was from the head treatment and her lulling heartbeat through her clothes, whereas Vinyl was content in watching my reaction and making me hum. I felt like I would fall asleep at any moment, but Vinyl still had to explain something.

Almost as if she read my dreary mind, Vinyl breaks the silence.

"So, about the call... 'Tavi was so busy being excited about her date today, she never mentioned where she was going. She's gonna stay at his place," Vinyl says, still treating my head. It seemed to have a calming effect on both sides, my marefriend scratching less and just slipping her fingers about, like my head was a crystal ball, giggling about it as she did. "Remember the first time I stayed here?" She asks, volume dropping as a dreamy glance makes itself known on her face. With a sigh, her hands stop what they're doing and one lazily points to the armchair naught but two meters from the couch. "Right there. Right there was where it happened. Where I knew, for certain..." Her gaze travels back to my eyes, "... that I loved you."

A smile adorns my face, one that was clearly more content than what was already there. A smile of reminiscence and mutual affection. My feelings chose to get the better of me, and all I could do was bury my face in her chest, clearing my eyes of tears before they could form. "I love you, Vinyl. So much."

"I love you too," she whispers, rubbing my back soothingly.

We may have stayed silent for minutes, but just like that, as soon as it started, the moment ended with Vinyl patting my back twice to earn my attention. It took a while, mostly because in this moment, her body was just so warm, but I eventually prop my head back up on my chin, looking into those unbelievably beautiful eyes. "So if Octavia's gone for the night, I thought we could... y'know... have a li'l day for... us." Her fingers draw swirls idly on my back, "Maybe we go out for a light snack..." Those swirls travel lower down my back, her words slow like molasses. "come back here..." Her hands are at my waist now, squeezing me lightly and foreshadowing her next movement. "and enjoy a night...." There it was. Her hands have successfully slipped under my pants again and grab individual handfuls of my rump, making me squeal quietly. It wasn't like I didn't enjoy it. "All to ourselves~."

"That sounds nice," I mumble, still lost in the comfort of her body beneath mine. The fingers in my pants knead my doughy butt softly; not the rough grabbing she might usually do, more just a light squeeze and brush of her fingers or palms against my smooth skin, her warm fur making a pleasant contrast against me. Her arms kept me pinned close and I wove my own hands around her back, bringing her in tighter. For moments, we lie there on the couch, relaxing in each others presence.

After not too long, Vinyl stops squeezing my butt and draws her hands out in a swift motion. Palms slap my cheeks simultaneously, startling me when my mind was on the verge of drifting. "Alright, let's go!" Vinyl says, suddenly eager to leave. With a wiggle, she tries to stand up while carrying me.

Our limbs are too tangled and she can't move in time to stop us. "Woah!" she cries, taking me with her as we fall to the carpeted floor. With a particularly loud thud, we hit the floor, somehow having rolled over so Vinyl was once again on top of me.

"Vinyl... You're squishing me..." I choke.

"Oops," she mutters, propping herself on her elbows and looking down on me. "You okay?"

Despite having fallen from a couch, I can't help but giggle at her display and lie completely vulnerable beneath her, my arms above my head. With a weak nod, I don't bother to move my body, only opening my eyes to her soft gaze in the barely lit room. Vinyl doesn't move either, as if it's more comfortable on the floor. But I think it's because we've become trapped in each other's clutch, enamored of how intimate it feels to have our faces so close.

The giggles come to a stop and she adopts a frown instead. "Sorry about that. I just wanted to carry you out, like, sweep you off your feet or however it goes."

"It's fine," I say, leaning up for a quick peck on the tip of her snout, something that makes her smile. "And you can still do that. Just, take me to the bedroom. I wanna put on some different clothes."

A hand comes up to brush some of my bangs back into place, Vinyl slowly leaning down to place a sweet kiss on my forehead. Already beginning to rise, one furry arm slides around my shoulders, the other under my knees. With a grunt, my marefriend stands up straight, bringing me with her. I squeal in glee, holding onto her while she carries me like a newlywed.

"What're you gonna wear?"

"Oh, I don't know," I say nonchalantly, swirling a finger idly on her collarbone, "maybe some... tight jeans~..."

Vinyl exaggerates a huff and adjusts her arms. "Ya know, I should drop you. Like, right now."

"Oh hush, you know you love it." Vinyl kicks open the bedroom door, walking up to our bed. With a flash of a smirk, she tosses me lightly onto the mattress, pouncing me afterwards. My marefriend had me pinned again, but this time, she had no intention of holding me. She just uses me like an inflatable mattress; relaxing like I wasn't beneath her. The pressure of her body isn't so heavy, but it was still enough that I couldn't push her off. It was actually quite comfortable to an extent; her soft body pressing me into the plush mattress made for a wonderful feeling, something akin to being in the center of a group hug, only every person was the love of my life.

However, the plan Vinyl proposed sounded like fun, and I was excited to go out with her in the setting sun. Trying to worm myself into an advantageous position, she just stretches out and closes her eyes. "I feel like taking a nap," she says, in a tone like no one was there.

I just grunt, finally getting my arm free and rolling her off. Vinyl sighs once before the room echoes with her light giggles; the sound like a sweet melody shared only between us.

"You like squishing me, huh?"

"Oh hush, you know you love it," she replies, flashing me a cheeky grin. I roll my eyes and jump to my feet, walking to the dresser. Vinyl watches as I take out some jeans and a shirt to wear beneath my hoodie. I take my sweet time pulling off my clothes, throwing grins at Vinyl when I catch her staring at me. I know I'm being a tease, but her hypnotized expression when I flick my hips in the jeans was priceless.

After I was all wrapped up in better clothes to fight the autumn winds, I have to snap Vinyl out of a trance, to which she grabs my hand and drags me out the door.

To Dress For My Queen Part 2

The long shadows cast by everything in sight only compliment the deep orange illumination of the outside world. The air is fresh with its late autumn crisp, most of the leaves on trees already changing color. The walk is quick as caramel dirt road slowly shifts to grayscale stone brick when we enter the center of town. Most vendors had already left for home, some still packing up after a successful day. My marefriend kept her simple hoodie, t-shirt, and track pants that she was wearing when I got home.

Our destination comes up quickly as we walk arm in arm together, Vinyl being taller than me making it look like she was a gentleman leading his lady. Even the way she opens the glass door and waves me in before her with a bow only reinforces that image. I don't notice, and take it as Vinyl just being playful, so of course I humor her with a thank you and walk in with my chin raised to the ceiling.

After laughing off the role playing, we find a booth to sit in, sliding into place across from each other. The whole place smells delicious, a wide variety of breakfast, lunch, and dinner entrees offered at all times. Vinyl and I still giggle to each other before the waitress comes over, smacking her gum. "Aww, that's cute. You don't see lesbian couples so often around here. You two make an adorable couple, if you don't mind me saying," she says, pulling out her notepad for orders.

An awkward silence saturates the booth as my marefriend and I share a questioning look. "You, uhh. Miss, this is my boyfriend," Vinyl corrects.

"Huh? Oh! Sorry! I didn't mean to offend, I just thought- well, umm. You just look, like, girly. Sorry." Nervous laughter comes from the waitress. "I guess we know who wears the pants in your relationship, huh?"

A part of me knows I should be offended by what she just said but at the same time, she didn't mean any ill-will by it. In the end I realise it wasn't really something to feel offended by.

The nervous chuckles die down and the waitress understands it would be impossible to salvage the situation. "I'll go ahead and get someone else to serve you."

We nod knowingly, watching her walk off to fetch someone else. Vinyl sighs and leans back in the booth cushion, stretching her arms and I can only pull off a slight frown, lingering on what the waitress said;

I guess we know who wears the pants in your relationship, huh?

I wasn't one to get offended easily, but something about the way she said that felt degrading; like I was weak. Like I was pathetic. Anxiety builds up inside me and I begin to worry about our relationship. What if Vinyl wants a more dominant man as a boyfriend? Was she satisfied with me, or am I not enough?

"Hey, you okay?" Vinyl snaps me out of the spiraling anxiety by grabbing my balled up hands and shaking them. My eyes meet her scarlet ones, concern making them glimmer.

"Yeah. I just...." I can't bring myself to finish that sentence. This was supposed to be a day for us, I shouldn't dump worries on Vinyl.

"Hey. Don't let that get to you. Does it matter what people think you look like? Does it matter what people think at all? I don't think so. I love you for who you are, and we have fun the way we want to. I think that's what matters." With a wink, my spirits are lifted slightly. The anxiety is gone, but I still feel a bit pathetic. "Here, I know what'll cheer you up," my marefriend says just as the new waitress walks up. "Two veggie burgers please. And one large helping of fries to share."

The waitress doesn't even have to stop. As quick as she walked up, she left for the kitchen with our order. Vinyl's heartwarming concern in my happiness brought a smile on my face, something that made her smile grow as well.

Letting go of my hand, time passes and our food is prepared relatively quickly. The diner is mostly empty at this hour, sun setting enough that the night sky glows violet. Some people still linger; mostly young adults sipping coffee and finishing work or another couple with the same intention as us. Our food is brought to us in red baskets, eaten somewhat peacefully together. Vinyl's usual lack of decent table manners left me laughing hard as she tried to clean a splotch of ketchup from her hoodie.

Baskets are left empty on the table when we finish. I was definitely feeling better after the whole situation with the “who wears the pants” in our relationship. In fact I was rather upbeat. Upbeat enough to plan an evil idea.

Vinyl was currently in the restroom, tending to her bladder and cleaning herself after the mess she made. It was now the waitress came to clean the table of our leftovers.

“Was it good, hun?” she asks, piling baskets on her arm.

“Yes ma'am.”

“Should I bring the check?”

“Actually, can I order a large strawberry milkshake? With two straws?” I ask, my expression nudging her and she understood immediately what I planned. With a wink, she went back to the kitchen, Vinyl coming the other direction toward me.

"So. Ready to go?" she asks, standing before me.

"Actually, I just ordered something you might like."

"I thought we were gonna go home," she pouts like an impatient child.

"We can have all the fun we want tonight, but I think you should sit for this." Vinyl lets out an immature huff, crossing her arms and plopping in her seat. I don't think she caught my playful tone, but my plan was coming to a success.

Resting an elbow on the table, my chin nestles in my palm and my other hand reaches across the table, begging to feel Vinyl's touch. A blush adorns her winter white face, her hand hesitantly coming up to grasp mine. She doesn't expect it, as I lean forward and plant a kiss on the back of her hand, flustering her further.

"Even in simple clothes, you look lovely tonight," I mutter, just to get a reaction.

"Babe! Please!" she whispers.

"What? Do you not like it when I speak my mind?"

"You know how I feel about doing mushy-mushy stuff in public!" My marefriend doesn't release my hand, but she tries to shrink in her seat, glancing at tables to see if anyone was looking. I was well aware that she loves sappy moments, as long as they're not in public where people could see.

My plan slowly came into place as the waitress came with a tall glass of pink liquid, whipped cream and two straws.

"Enjoy you two~," she says with a wink, leaving us to ourselves.

Staring into those lustrous eyes, I grip her hand and lean in toward the glass, ready to sip the sweet milkshake. I flick my eyebrows at her, and she knows full well what is going on.

"Oh, you are so going to get it tonight..." Her cheeks burn hot red, almost like her eyes. And just as always, she grins. Vinyl loves to cuddle on park benches or kiss my cheek before a movie, but a really sappy moment like this was bound to make her nervous. But that’s why I’m here; to make it worth it.

Something like holding hands across the table and sharing a milkshake, all while staring into each others eyes is quite the intimate experience. Of course Vinyl would love doing this, but she's too caught up nervously flicking her eyes this way and that to check for any onlookers.

"Vinyl. If they want to look, let them look. Let them see how much I love you," I whisper in a soft tone. "You know you want to." My straw is taken in my lips but I wait for Vinyl to do the same before starting.

"I do want to.... You're still gonna get it later," she mumbles, squeezing my hand and taking her straw.

It's difficult comprehending how Vinyl can worry about people watching us; holding her hand with gazes locked, sipping this delicious drink is an escape from the outside world. It's like we're sitting on a private cloud in the sky, only ourselves to worry about. My marefriend's expression melts into something softer as I sweep the back of her hand with my thumb.

The time is spent slowly draining the glass, Vinyl sometimes looking to the side for spectators. But a squeeze of her soft hand brings her attention back to me, my eyes always on hers. Some giggling eventually breaks my attention, my focus turning to the waitress behind the bar counter. She’s staring at Vinyl, one hand on her mouth as she chuckles at my marefriend’s heavy blush. I chuckle along, giving Vinyl’s hand another squeeze of reassurance.

The whole moment is like a dream, one of those cliche ones where the edges of my vision are blurred and all I can see is Vinyl, the milkshake, and a pink background with white bubbles similar to those on the in the strawberry drink floating behind her. The thought makes me laugh hard, a snorting sound coming out as I practically choke on my straw. Vinyl looks at me strange, still sipping; her turn to squeeze my hand in worry. Coughing softly, I only laugh harder at the contorted expression of mixed confusion and giggling on the unicorn’s face, both of us laughing lightly. Once I compose myself, my lips go right back to my straw, only to have Vinyl blow bubbles in the milkshake childishly. I can’t take another sip before reeling back, trying to contain myself as she makes faces at me, still blowing bubbles into the glass.

I’m glad she’s grown more comfortable in this moment, something that dissipates the last of my worries as I get back to the sweet drink that was only made sweeter by the one I share it with. It only lasts a little while longer as the taste of strawberries is replaced with that of whipped cream, both of us sucking air through our straws. Without letting go of her hand, my lips lift from the straw with a sigh of satisfaction, Vinyl having a similar reaction. My thumb rubs the back of her hand and we relax, only each other in our sights.

That is, until the waitress comes by, picking up the empty glass and dropping off the check. “You two are just the cutest things I’ve ever seen. I hope y’all enjoy the rest of your day.” Once again, she leaves us with a wink and a pat of the receipt on the tabletop. Vinyl and I only blush at each other, no words needed as she stands from the booth, dragging me to the cashier of the diner.

We pay for our meal and walk out, me clinging to my marefriend’s arm and a “Bye Bye!” coming from the waitresses. My eyes drift shut and I trust Vinyl in leading me home with her. I may be clutching her arm a little tighter than usual, but the sting of the cold was taking it's toll. And the sun had drowned in the horizon, cloaking the world in darkness on our way home. The sight was quite beautiful; street lamps providing illumination as the first flakes of snow begin to fall, clumps of white scattering about loosely. The smell of the diner has long been replaced with the dry breeze of the outside and a moment of peace falls upon us, me snuggling into Vinyl's arm, met by her hand giving mine an affectionate squeeze.

Our moment is only interrupted when some mumbling comes from somewhere near us.

“Well look at this,” a groggy voice calls out. I peek my eyes open and notice someone leaning against the back of the diner smoking a cigarette. Then I notice he’s talking to us. A glance at Vinyl shows an annoyed look on her face; she refuses to acknowledge the stranger. “It’s not that often you see a sissy walking with a mare in public. Especially such a pretty mare like yourself.” Vinyl only twitches in annoyance, still ignoring the stallion. “C’mon babe, ditch that weakling and let a real stallion give you what you want.”

This wasn't a common sight in a peaceful town such as ours, but the presence of these kind of ponies still existed. No place is perfect to live in, and sometimes you get a pony that preys on humans just for being a different species. But this one had other insults in mind than the usual ‘hairless ape’ I hear thrown around.

“Ya know, I've seen some pathetic humans around, but this one takes the gold medal. Seriously, it’s like you’re walking him home instead of the other way around. What a pansy!” he spits, flicking away his cigarette. Vinyl picks up her pace, walking faster to try and avoid the stallion, but he’s following us now, calling after my marefriend in the night. “C’mon girl, why don’t you come with me? Wouldn't you rather be with a manlier stallion than some girly bitch?”

That was it. That was where Vinyl snapped.

“Shut up you creep! At least he treats me with respect, something you clearly don’t have a clue about! Now get lost!” she shouts, clutching me against her body in defense. Her heart is racing and she’s walking fast on the dirt path. Our house is close, the cream-colored paneling can be seen in the darkness.

“Hehe, whatever. Enjoy your pussy of a boyfriend. He even looks girly enough to be one,” he calls out, the last part mumbled barely within earshot, like he wanted us to hear him. A thankful expression dawns on both mine and Vinyl’s faces, glad the stranger stopped following us. I was quite worried he’d find out where we lived.

Luckily, that won't be the case as we both walk quickly towards our home in the distance.

To Dress For My Queen Part 3

Our approach towards the building’s slow, but the mood was flipped upside down after the encounter with the stranger. We were laughing happily together one moment, only to be dispirited in the next. I grip Vinyl's arm tighter as we walk up to the door, keys jingling as they're yanked out of her pocket.

Upon entering our small house, I close the door behind us, watching Vinyl plop on the couch. The building feels colder than usual, Vinyl leaning her head back and closing her eyes with an annoyed huff. "Why can't some ponies just leave us to ourselves?" she asks no one in particular.

This was in fact the third time something like this has happened to us. Every time, Vinyl would get upset. If somepony tried to put Vinyl down, she wouldn't care. But anypony who tried to put me down immediately became an enemy to her. She didn’t like the way those people treated me, and it was actually quite heartwarming; knowing that she doesn’t hesitate to defend me as her boyfriend. It really made me feel loved, but right now, Vinyl was upset after the whole thing, so I needed to do something.

"C'mon Vinyl. Let's forget about it. After all, didn't you promise me a night all to ourselves~?" I ask, trying to bring back her cheerful expression.

"Sorry, babe. It just really makes me mad when that happens. I hate it when somepony does that, 'cus... you just mean so much to me..."

Walking towards her with the same sashay in my hips as earlier today, I come and invite myself into her lap again, this time arms around her and hugging us tightly together. Her own arms respond in the same way, curving around my back and locking in place, like it was what her arms were meant for. I could feel her cheek press against my shoulder as our embrace warms us both.

"You mean a lot to me too. I don't like seeing you getting so upset like this. Let's just forget about it. It happened, so let it fade into the past. And besides, didn't you say something back at the diner? I can't remember what it was~..."

I notice her ear twitch when I peck the thin skin, just after whispering directly into it. "H-hmm, I remember something along the lines of - someone was going to get it tonight." Vinyl's eyes grow a fiery red when she pulls back, still holding me in her lap. Her hands explore my body, sliding about my sides and ending on my hips as she bites her lip.

"C'mon, you know you want to carry me to bed and just ravish me," I whisper, glad I've gotten her out of that funk. My rump wiggles for emphasis, something her hands get excited for and grab even handfuls of my flesh. Her touch already sends electricity through me as I press myself into her palms.

"Maybe I will~." She assaults my neck with kisses and licks, turning me to putty. Vinyl chuckles against my smooth skin, her teeth grazing me lightly. "Why don't we take this to the bed~?"

For the second time today, my marefriend picks me up bridal style and carries me to the bedroom with a blaze in her eyes. The door is kicked closed behind us, Vinyl throwing me on the bed. She turns around and locks the bedroom door—despite Octavia being away for the night. I can only sit in the bed, watching as she strips before me.

Not bothering to change before we left, she still wore her lazy day clothes: gray sweatpants and a simple t-shirt beneath her hoodie. Without leaving her position near the door, her sweatpants are removed and thrown at me. As usual, I catch them with my face, the crotch right on my nose, her scent of arousal somewhat heavy on them. I take a moment to inhale the sweet smell deeply, pulling off her pants slowly.

By the time they're removed, Vinyl is right in front of me, clad in her underwear; jungle green bra and panties clinging her naughty bits to her, the usual tiny double eighth note on each article of clothing to mark their owner. But what steals most of my attention was how her penis peaks out of the top of her panties, the soft cloth trying desperately to contain her lust, but failing. Her cock grows to full length and breaches freedom in the bedroom air, her testicles making quite the bulge in her garments on their own.

Vinyl just looks so sexy in this moment; one leg in front of the other as she paces toward me, each slender limb supporting her beautiful body. Her hips hold up the panties which still fruitlessly try to contain her genitals, her balls shifting against the cloth with her steps as her penis flops out of the waistband at attention like a radar; it can sense I'm near. One pure white hand comes down to stroke it in front of me, a single bead of precum growing on the tip. The other arm presses her humble breasts to her chest, as if her bra wasn't already hiding her sweet pink nipples. What seals the look for me, however, is the way she stares at me with her bottom lip between her teeth, her eyes unwrapping my body like an expensive candy.

"What do you think, babe~?" Vinyl asks once she reaches the end of the bed, still standing. I can only gulp as I watch her arm drop from her chest, planting itself on the scarlet bed sheets as she prowls toward me.

A kiss. A gentle kiss keeps me shut before I can respond, one that I melt against when her hand cups my cheek. Murmurs are shared in the hushed night, Vinyl pushing me as she kissed me, forcing my body flat against the bedspread as her tail tickles my feet with a flick. The mare pulls back, comfort reflected in her eyes when I see her.

"I think you're leaving me speechless..." I whisper, drawing circles against her collar with my finger, careful not to remove her bra just yet. Vinyl just smirks at my comment, kissing me again. With a whole-hearted smile, my marefriend slides her hands under my shirt, pulling up to reveal my chest, shirt and hoodie removed simultaneously. I've become a panting mess beneath her, my body begging for more as my hands clasp onto her shoulders.

But at the same time, I have something on my mind that could make things better.

"Hey, Vinyl. You remember when Octavia first came over, how that... stuff happened?" I ask, keeping her at bay before she can kiss me again.

"Yeah. What about it?"

"Was a threesome really a fantasy of yours?"

"Mhmm. I just thought it would be sexy to try." The clouds must have been covering the moon, because all of a sudden, her face is slowly cloaked in moonlight, her features radiating and she looks like an angel.

"I still feel kinda bad about ruining it for you-"

"Hold it. I need to say this; you didn't ruin it. I pressured you into doing something without asking a decent time in advance. You aren't to blame," she assures me.

"I know, it's just, you didn't get to enjoy it so much because of how I felt." I cut her off before she tries to speak again, "-Look. The point is, I want to do something for you tonight. Do you have any other fantasies about me that I could fulfill? Maybe some way to spice things up?"

"Awww. I do have one..." she trails off. "But you do too much for me. Maybe you have a fantasy we could work out? Surely you've dreamt about my sexy bod doing things to you?" she teases, wiggling her eyebrows. Vinyl rolls over, laying on her side with her head propped on an elbow, her other hand stroking my stomach. I'm still on my back, looking sideways to her.

"Well, nothing really comes to mind. And I like doing things for you. Let's just do your thing."

"Bullshit, 'nothing really comes to mind'! I know you're hiding something!"

"What?" My smile grows as we laugh together before I continue. "I really don't have anything. Look. How about this; we do your thing tonight, and I'll think about a fantasy. When I come up with something, you'll be the first to know."

"I don't know. You know I'll do anything for you? If you really do have a fantasy, I hope you aren't scared of telling me," her voice drops to something more consoling.

"I'm not scared. I really don't have any ideas. Honest. Just, right now, I wanna do something for you." My hand comes over and I drape my fingers on her cheek, something to sooth her.

"You sure?" The unicorn nuzzles my hand, pulling me into her body to cuddle me close.

"Mhmm," I mutter while nodding, pecking her cheek once.

Vinyl rises from our bed, pulling the chain for the bedside lamp to add light before walking over to the dresser. "Well, I haven't bought any recently and all I have is the one set..." Sitting up in the bed reveals my marefriend picking out some clothes from her half of the dresser. "And... I don't really know how you'd feel about this after today, so you can say no..." I crawl to the edge of the bed, shirtless and sitting patiently. Vinyl seems to be gathering articles of clothing from her underwear drawer. The beautiful mare turns around to face me with multiple pieces of matching clothing. I can tell why they belong to her, the colors matching her body nicely. I can make out solid black and fluorescent blue patterns among them, and each piece seems too small to be a shirt or a pair of pants. "But... could you put these on for me?" Her face heats up at the question, nervousness on her lips.

Curiosity takes over for me as I stand up and walk over to her. She hands me the clothes, one of them falling to the floor.

A sock?

Vinyl picks it up and walks to the bed, taking me with her.

"What is all this?"

"Look," Vinyl begins to explain, taking each item of clothing to show me. "Two thigh-high socks, two elbow-length fingerless gloves, panties, and a boob-tube. All matching pattern and they're very soft."

"So you want me to play dress-up?"

"Well, you don't have to..." Vinyl starts. "Actually, never mind. Forget I ever asked-"

"No no, I'll do it." I took the sock from her hand. "They do feel pretty soft...." I rub the fabric between my fingers.

My marefriend squeals in excitement and hands me the clothes as I strip my pants before putting on the garments. First the socks, then the gloves, then the boob tube, then the panties, that last one after some brief hesitation.

The clothes feel unbelievably comfortable where they cling to me, the bright shade of baby blue complimenting the midnight black. Walking toward the closet, I can feel Vinyl's eyes on me the whole time. The door opens with a creak and I look at myself in the mirror hanging on the door. The sight was quite a surprise.

Each piece of clothing hugs my body like a second layer of skin, the pattern on each of them the same; night-sky black with small fluorescent blue hearts in diagonal rows. The socks look nice; pulled up to my thighs with the elastic band holding them up and the toes a solid blue, the same blue as the hearts. The gloves were similar in that the bands around my bicep and fingers were blue. In fact, they all had a ring of solid blue on the outermost parts. The boob tube and panties having them on the top and bottom. What I really liked was the larger pink heart right on the left side of the boob tube, directly over my heart. The panties were also quite snug; normal panties rather than a thong or something else kinky as they held my genitals comfortably and barely contained my rump. The clothes really warmed up my skin too, fighting the cold in the building. I turn to my awaiting marefriend and just look at her shyly, slowly stepping toward her.

"Oh. My. Celestia. You look so pretty," Vinyl says, her eyes practically turning to hearts themselves.

That was it. After all that's been happening, that last sentence sealed my decision. "So I really am girly..."

Vinyl's expression flops like I do on the edge of the bed, both of us sitting next to each other, my elbows on my thighs and my hands balled up together. "No, wait. I mean... Babe, you're not mad are you? You know I think you're manly. It's just-"

"Vinyl..." I silence her with a raise of my hand. "It's no use. I'm a poor excuse of a guy."

"Babe, please don't-"

"But," I mutter, "is that such a bad thing?"

Vinyl's face freezes pensively, her mouth slightly agape. Time slows and the moon hides behind clouds, illumination dimming, leaving the bedside lamp as the only light source. It's a slight golden hue, something akin to an old oil lantern that paints everything in an yellow glow.

"I mean, maybe not being manly is okay. Because, well, I kinda like it." My marefriend's face settles and her ears swivel to listen intently. "Like... like when we walk together and you offer your arm instead of the other way around, when your wonderful hands feel me up and explore my body, or when you carry me like a bride to the bed. I love it when you do that. And even when I put on these clothes, saw myself in the mirror and you called me... 'pretty'... I... well, I liked it." I notice Vinyl's look of confusion melt into one of contentment. She's smiling lovingly at me and her arms are shifting idly. "And best of all, the first day you stayed, when you sat in my lap on the armchair. And I got to hold you. It was nice. But later that night and almost every night after, you held me instead under these covers. And I like that better. I... I love it."

Vinyl scoots toward me on the bed until our thighs touch and I can see myself in the reflection of her eyes. One snow-white hand takes my gloved one and her other arm wraps around me, letting me settle into her body for warmth. The stockings did well to keep the chilly bite of the season at bay, but it's warmth is nothing compared to the heavenly embrace of Vinyl.

"So maybe I don't have to wear the pants in our relationship. I like to think we both do. And maybe being girly is a good thing. Because I like it, and why should what other people think change that? I love you Vinyl, and if you like it when I do this kind of thing, then I'll do it. Because that's what's most important to me; not being manly or girly, but being myself and making you happy."

Vinyl tightens her grip on me until my head rests in the crook of her neck and she pulls my stockinged legs up to rest in her lap. The hand on the side of my head keeps me against her as we bask in the late moonlight, my ear against her collarbone. "Are you sure this is okay?" Vinyl asks. "I don't want to make you do something you don't want to..."

Vinyl's concern warms my heart like a hearth, but I knew that this was what I like, and what other people think doesn't matter. It's what she thinks that matters before anything else. "I'm sure. And like I said, I kinda like it." The grip on my head loosens so I could look up at the unicorn. "Do you like it? Like, do I actually look... pretty?" Looking at myself in these clothes, it was hard to believe I was still a guy. And being called 'pretty' was exciting; it was a compliment I've never heard before and knowing Vinyl thinks of me that way made me feel content and comfortable.

"Oh yeah. You look absolutely gorgeous." Vinyl's furry hands take mine yet again and her eyes glow from the lamp's light; a soft, affectionate touch in her gaze as her voice drops to a whisper. "And I do like doing those things with you. Every one that you mentioned and more, especially holding you late at night when I come home from a long gig. But what I love the most... is just being with you. No one else. Just good ol' adorable you."

Stray giggles ring out in the bedroom and the house feels warm once again, just the two of us sitting on the edge of the bed next to each other.

There's no place I'd rather be.

"In fact..." Vinyl's horn shimmers momentarily and the lamp flicks off leaving no source of light in the room. Not even my own hand can be seen when I raise it to my face, but what surprises me most is Vinyl's sudden absence from my side.

"Vinyl?" I ask the darkness, panic beginning to form in my gut; before it can even well up and rise, it's blown out by the vision in front of me.

"May I have this dance?" Vinyl asks. Her horn is alight with a dim blue glow, brightening her face as well as some of the room. But that glow accents her face and complements it perfectly, becoming the only thing I can see. Her eyes are soft in the light, the layer of sapphire over her garnet orbs steals my breath and her smile only amplifies the gentle glow. It takes me too long to notice her extended hand in the light, palm and fingers open to accept my own hand. Like the goddess she is to me, her outstretched hand offers me a chance—something I accept—and I take it in my own hand so she could pull me to my feet.

We're standing together and her horn still glows, the light so close to my face. It dims even further so we could see each other clearly, all other senses abandoned.

All but touch.

Neither of us break eye contact, not even a twitch. I can feel her arms shift to take my hands in hers, moving my body for me. She wraps my arms around her neck, letting me pull her face in close until we're breathing the same air, that faint familiar scent of strawberries barely detectable. It would've startled me had it been anyone else, but the soft touch of Vinyl's hands now on my hips relaxes my stance as she sways back and forth. There's a softness to her hands where they touch my hips, complete contact prevented by the panties but the warmth from her palms is ever present. A blush rises in my cheeks as I notice what this must look like; Vinyl, leading me in a dance like a gentleman, and I, following without hesitation like a maiden.

And I liked it.

(Optional Music)

Something else catches my attention and it's now I realize music is playing from the corner of the room, right where my marefriend keeps her stereo system. It's a familiar tune but I can't quite focus on it with Vinyl mere centimeters from my face. The volume is low enough that I could hear the heavy kick of the club beat, but it was quiet enough to not be taken as a club song. Our slow-paced swaying turns that constant beat into a more soothing ambiance than that of a rave. But it's not long before the drums fade for the lyrics.

"You remember this song, right?" Vinyl asks.

The memory hits me.

Naught but one or two months ago, Vinyl had a show to play at a club that was actually in our town. I tried to get out of work as soon as I could so I could surprise her in the crowd.

Things went well and I managed to break free of work and jog to the bar transformed into a club scene. The lights weren’t as spasmodic as the more dedicated clubs, but my attention went straight to the makeshift stage where none other than Vinyl was spinning her records with her laptop at her side. Her eyes met mine through those trademark shades of hers and her expression lit up like Hearth’s Warming lights. Headphones were whipped off her head while the music kept playing, nothing to restrict her from coming down the steps to excitedly hug me hello. The group of people who were moshing in front of the stage never noticed her departure, instead continuing to fist pump with their glow sticks.

A few words and a compelling nudge convinced my shy self to join her on stage behind the turntables. My marefriend had thrown back on her headphones to mix in what was the next track, a sudden beat drop filling the crowd with adrenaline. It was then she returned her attention to me, thrilled to show me how her machines worked and what she did. I’ve been to one of her gigs before, but this was the first time I was actually on stage with her.

Words going a mile a minute, she explained how the records on the turntables weren’t real records, more just a big controller to play music on a program on her laptop.

The rest of the things she told me are still a blur, but what I do remember was when she asked me if I wanted to bring in the next song. I could only sputter a no; I was barely experienced enough to even fathom doing something without ruining the mood. But I didn’t really have a choice as Vinyl stood behind me and planted her chin on my shoulder, practically taking control of me. Her hands took my hands and she made all of the movements for me, as if I were possessed by her.

I wasn’t sure if she could feel my racing heartbeat, but the steady thumping of her heart was easily made out against my back. It almost calmed me and a sudden realization hit me: she trusted me enough to welcome me into her world without hesitation. Her cutie mark was a double eighth note. Music was her special talent and she loved me enough to trust me completely with her most precious pastime.

There was nothing she didn’t trust me with.

I could still remember the eager whispers of “Then you twist this a little,” or “Try pressing this.” My focus could’ve been on the crowd jumping in sync before me, each pony and person having the time of their life, or what Vinyl was making me do on her turntables, but no. I kept my eyes on my marefriend’s hands touching mine, the electricity they left me with as she held me. A quick kiss touches my neck and the unicorn’s chest presses against my back, edging me further into the moment. The song that was just playing goes into a mellow breakdown, the next song fading in with it’s kick drum.

Then everything blurs together and fades to a single progression of piano chords accompanied by a voice. My ears pick up Vinyl singing along softly into my ear, her voice like that of a delicate songbird despite the loud shouts of the crowd or the booming volume of the song. My nervousness is settled by the words she whispers and punctuates the last word with a kiss and a nuzzle to my cheek. The voice stops and what sounds like a guitar strums some notes before the build up.

Vinyl lets go of me at that moment and faces me, hands on my cheeks. My own eyes are filled with wonder as a spotlight shines behind her head, giving her a halo. Her eyes radiate love and care into mine, the last of my worry dying in the music. The build up gets more and more intense, both of us feeling the music grow. Our faces approach each other; so close I could feel her breath on my lips. Eyes drift shut and right at the climax of the song, our lips meet with a passionate kiss. The crowd goes wild and the song drops into the heavy bass and synthesizer notes as the world explodes. Despite the cat-whistles and cheering coming from the watching crowd, my focus is only on my marefriend as the kiss deepens, her hands keeping my lips mashed against hers.

That song would forever hold a place in my memory.

And that was why the tune was so familiar. The song playing in our dim bedroom was the same song we played together on that stage.

"~Touch my lips, with only yours. And feel my heart, open wide~," Vinyl sings, snapping my attention back to her close face. The music is still so soft in our bedroom, but it's my marefriend's mutual compassion that begs me to sing along with her.

"~Cause all I am, is all you are. And what I feel, is more than real~," we both whisper, the song playing out like it always had. Our swaying becomes a slow dance, her hands feeling up my body and my arms still limp around her neck. Reliving that beautiful memory, everything happens just that way it did; the slow anticipation for the climax before our lips meet in a more gentle kiss this time at the drop. The song is still low in volume, changing what would have been an explosive moment of raving to the beat into such a sensual moment where our lips stay together while we sway idly in the dim glow of her horn to the beat.

Her tail flicks cutely against my legs and our kiss breaks, followed by me sneaking a quicker, smaller peck; the simple kiss was not enough to show how much I love her.

It'll never be enough.

Her height advantage meant I had to tilt my head up and hers down, but we managed, our foreheads leaning against one another. No more words are needed, not even the next lyrics of the song are murmured to one another, only unbroken gazes and quick, playful kisses exchanged.

A more ambient song comes on and Vinyl inches her hands tighter around my waist, hands separating when they touch so one runs around my waist and the other goes up my back to my head. Her hold was like I was a possession; I belonged to her. And I submitted to it completely; my own arms forced to wrap around her neck further, each one lazily ensuring we're kept together. My marefriend tucks me under her chin, still swaying to the music.

My ears come to life and I can hear her taking deep breaths of my hair, her heart beating steadily in her body through her humble breasts and bra, smushed against my body. Her hands are so soft and gentle with me, evenly stroking my back to heat me up in the cold. We became so close, dancing would be impossible without stepping on toes and so our swaying eases up to just shifting weight from one leg to another, tilting back and forth slowly.

"Vinyl?" I ask suddenly against her chest.

"Mhmm~?"

"Do you think we could postpone my 'getting it' to tomorrow?"

"Of course. As long as you're okay just staying like this for a while longer~. Then we can just go to sleep," my marefriend proposes; my plan exactly.

"I'd love to."

Some time passes of us just dancing together, just the two of us in Vinyl's azure light. The last song for the night fades out and the unicorn dances me toward the bed, just carelessly falling onto the sheets, taking me with her. The arcane glow of her horn goes out like a candle, leaving the creeping moon to light our faces as we worm our way under the duvet.

"Oh! Wait," Vinyl whispers.

The edge of the blanket is tossed aside and Vinyl crawls out. I miss the feel of her body already as the cold creeps back against me. I remember the socks, gloves, panties and boob tube covering my body; the soft cotton keeping me from the brink of freezing. I lift the duvet to look down momentarily, admiring myself.

I really did look nice in this outfit.

A sudden click and slide pulls my attention back to Vinyl. The window's been cracked open just a tad and my marefriend shields herself. I can hear the wind blowing inside, shuffling about the drapes to chill the room. The unicorn then dashes to the closet, standing on her toes to pull out something from the top shelf:

A quilt.

Vinyl's quick to return to me and the bed, unfolding the quilt and tossing it over the bed; an extra layer of softness to fight the cold. With a squeal, she dives under the covers, sidling up to me once again. Her coat is cold to the touch, her shivering body quick to curl itself about me.

"Ugh," she stutters, teeth chattering slightly. "It's so cold outside.... All the more reason to snuggle up with you though. Mmmh, hold you real close."

"Yes, please," I mutter, gladly complying and wiggling in close. The moment softens to something much more intimate than playful as Vinyl's eyes melt my earlier worries of being inferior. I feel her legs reach out and tangle with mine, arms tightening their embrace as she shudders, her tail flicking against the covers.

"Ohhh~, you're so warm. With your cute little socks and gloves~." I giggle with her as our body heat mingles between us both, gradually nulling the sting of the cold. The combined blankets and quilt are thick enough to hold in our warmth and keep the cold away. "And you know what? You really do look beautiful. Not just in this little outfit, b-but every day. You just... you make me so... so... so happy." Vinyl nuzzles my face aggressively, still clutching me tight. "I love you."

"I love you too, Vinyl."

No more words are spoken; no more are needed. It's just me and her, together, forced to huddle closer under the quilt and blankets to fight the cold, if we could be closer. Our embrace keeps us pressed against each other and Vinyl's fur tickles my lips as I bury my face in her neck, giving her a playful nip with a kiss. Her scent fills my head as I finally settle down to sleep, breathing through my nose. My marefriend giggles at my tickling breath, slowly stroking my back and leaning in to smell my hair. It's under the heavy blankets with her furry legs shifting against my stockinged ones and deep love shared between us both that we fall peacefully to sleep.