Red Shoe Diaries: Equestria

Dear Red Shoes,

Sports camp, summers at grandma's, long vacations to far off places. If these have one thing in common, it's that at some point, you'll get homesick. Have you ever experienced it? That weird mix of sadness and nostalgia that creeps up on you a little more with each passing day?

Pretty soon, you almost want to go home early, just so you can feel the embrace of the familiar once again. And when you're as far away from home as I am, well... let's just say that you start to miss even the most basic of things…

I opened my eyes as the portal’s magical field dissipated, and only one word came to mind:

Home.

Or should I say, my real home; the one I was born into. The last time I had seen this version of Equestria, I was literally running away from it. I always assumed that if I ever did go back, it'd be with my legs in shackles and a spear nudged against my back. Looking back on it, that's probably what I deserved too.

But then Twilight happened.

I had always known she'd come looking for me at some point. What I didn't expect was for her to offer me friendship and healing, instead of extradition and punishment. After that, my life became one big rebuilding project. Twilight left me in the care of five awesome and extremely talented girls, and they're all becoming the best friends I could ever hope for.

But when it comes to all things equine though, Twilight's the only person, er, pony, who can really understand where I'm coming from. We’d talk almost daily through the magical journal that she gave me. I'd tell her what life was like over here, and how my friendship lessons were going, while she'd catch me up on the happenings on her side of the portal.

It didn't take long for me to start missing home. A lot. The hustle and bustle of Canterlot's shopping districts, the beautiful skyline of my native Trottingham, hunting for candy on Nightmare Night. I still laugh every time I think of our many failed attempts to send some of Pony Joe's chocolate eclairs through the portal.

Being a human does have its perks, of course. The fingers alone would make any pony jealous with their flexibility and versatility, to say nothing of the cars, telephones, and fried foods that I take for granted over here. But for as cool as all of those things are, they aren't really natural. At least not from my perspective. My appearance says human girl, but my heart, my mind, my soul are equine mare. And there's some things this displaced mare just can't get in a world of mostly hairless bipeds. Like hay fries, a full-body brush down, a long gallop through sun-kissed fields…

Or a good hard rutting.

Remember those fingers I mentioned? Thanks to some ‘womanly advice’ from one of the girls, I discovered that they were useful for much more than grabbing things or making snapping noises. That helped take the edge off, so to speak, but it also left me wanting the real thing even more.

Unfortunately, humans are, shall I say, much less casual than ponies when it comes to their more basic urges. What Equestrians would shrug off as simply relieving a purely biological need, many humans would characterize as utter promiscuity. “Hookups”, I believe was the term they often used. I knew that some students participated in these activities regularly, but the low regard that nearly everyone else held for them was more than enough to scare me off of trying it out myself. I had just begun to make real progress at rebuilding my own reputation, so taking another wrecking ball to it was out of the question.

Needless to say, my fingers began to get very familiar with the inside of my thighs.

I figured I’d be stuck in this sort of sexual rut forever, but that all changed when Twilight came back over for a visit a few weeks ago. Somewhere between our second ice cream sundaes and our third rented ‘chick flick’, I let slip my, er, carnal frustrations.

To my surprise, Twilight and I shared a bit of common ground in that department. While I was too skittish to really try and pursue romance as humans practiced it, Twilight was having quite the opposite problem – she couldn’t get the stallions to leave her alone. Well, at least the ones who only wanted under her tail to curry favor with the crown.

Superficial, one-track minded males. I suppose some things never change, even in alternate dimensions.

Anyway… There was one stallion, Twilight had said, who stood out from the crowd, who wasn’t pining after her for political or business reasons. He was still pining though, and in a major way too. And because he was part of the Royal Guard unit assigned to her castle, Twilight saw him nearly every day. Twilight liked him well enough, and certainly valued him as a friend and dedicated guard. But that’s it. I fully believed Twilight when she claimed to have run a full compatibility analysis to determine she wasn’t the best match for him.

However, Twilight also said that because he was so eager to impress, this particular stallion would do anything for her. Anything.

Click

And as the large door on the far side of the chamber began to open, I could only hope that there really weren’t any limits to this guard’s sense of duty.

“H-hello? Anypony in here?”

“Oh! Um, yes...” I had to pause to collect my thoughts. How long had it been since I had heard another pony’s voice? “Please come in.”

The door opened wide and a pegasus stallion entered. Already I could see that the Guard’s uniforms hadn’t changed since I left. Reinforced gold-shoes, matching armor across chest and barrel, and of course the helmet… even the poofy blue crest looked the same. He quietly closed the door and turned to face me.

“I take it Princess Twilight told you to come here?” I asked.

“Yes, she did.” He crossed the room at a very guard-like pace and stood before me. His electric-blue eyes stood out even under the shadow of his helmet. Had I seen them before? “And I take it you are the pony I’m supposed to meet here?”

“I-I think so. Unless you’re expecting something else to come through this mirror, of course.” He looked at me for a second, then began to laugh. I laughed too, though partly in relief that one of my normally lame jokes didn’t fall flat again.

“None on the guest registry for today, anyway,” he replied with a smile. He definitely wasn’t as hard-muzzled as the guards I remembered. Not as gruff sounding either. “Speaking of guests, the Princess didn’t exactly tell me who would be meeting me here. Miss…”

“Sunset. Sunset Shimmer.” Please don’t arrest me, please don’t arrest me, pl—

“Sunset. Ah! I recognize the name. You’re on special assignment from Her Majesty, right?”

“Heh, yeah, you could say that.” I chuckled nervously. How much did he know?

“Well, any friend of Princess Twilight is a friend of mine,” he replied as he reached up with a wing and loosened the clasp on his helmet. “Gosh, where are my manners–” he offered a quick hand, er, hoofshake “Pleasure to meet you, Sunset.”

He removed the helmet and I froze. Yeah, I had definitely seen those blue eyes before. Just not in Equestria.

“I’m Flash Sentry.”

That moment of shock on my face quickly melted into a very sly grin. Oh Princess, you do know how to make a mare happy.

“Trust me, Flash...” I leaned in closer and gave him a wide smile. “the pleasure is all mine.”

I don’t know which was cuter: the little hitch in his next breath, or the way his wing muscles twitched beneath his armor. He may have been in a different body, but this Flash was clearly just as quick to blush as the one I used to date. And hopefully he’s far less of a prude too.

“So… um...” he finally stammered out. “The Princess said you needed some assistance with something?”

“That I do, Flash.” I backed up a bit to give us both a bit of room. “And it’s a matter of some urgency too. You see, I’ve been on assignment for a pretty long time, and due to the distances involved, I’ve always filed my reports to Princess Twilight remotely.” I glanced back to the portal, which now looked every bit like a normal mirror. “In fact, it’s been nearly a year since I’ve set foo— er, hoof in this castle, much less Equestria.”

If Flash noticed my near slip, he didn’t seem to react to it, thankfully. “A year? Yikes!” He let out a long whistle. “And I thought my three month assignment to the Crystal Empire was roughing it. You must have gotten homesick after a while.”

I chuckled. “Flash, you have no idea.” But you will very soon.

As if to hammer the point home, a slight tingle ran down my barrel and through my rump, causing my tail to twitch ever so slightly. I knew Flash saw it too, because his eyes suddenly darted to the polished stone floor. Clearly, it was time to get the real show on the road. “I’m glad you mentioned being homesick, Flash, because that’s exactly what I need your help with.”

“Oh?” He looked a bit puzzled. “Well, as long as it’s not home cooking, I’m your pony. How can I help?”

“Don’t worry, no kitchen required. But I am hungry.” I added with a slight wink.

“Ah, so you want to go out then? I can certainly escort you, if that’s what you’re after.”

I tried to hide a giggle with a hoof. “Well, not exactly that either.” I shuffled forward and lowered my voice. “You know, it might be better if we discussed this somewhere a bit more… private.”

My mind flipped through memories of the castle’s corridors until it hit a particular area. “It’s been a while, so I might be totally wrong here, but are those guest quarters still on the level above us?”

Flash raised an eyebrow at that. “Uh, yes. One level up, north end of the hallway.”

“And the small reading room that’s tucked away in that dead-end that everypony thinks is empty?”

“Y-yes, but how did y—”

I silenced him with a hoof to his lips. “Let’s just say that I spent a lot of time here before my assignment began.” We locked eyes for a second, and I could almost feel the nostalgia hit me. It was so easy to get lost in those eyes. And I knew that if I played my cards right, I’d be drowning in them very shortly. “Shall we go?”

“As you wish, Sunset,” he replied before turning to the door. “If you’ll follow me…”

“Actually—” I placed a hoof on his shoulder to stop him, and I could feel him shiver through his armor. “I was hoping to be a bit more discreet.”

“How so?” he asked as he looked back to me.

I lunged forward and wrapped my hooves around him as a magical glow began building around my horn. “Like this.”

“Wha—”

We were gone in an instant.

Seconds later, we reappeared inside of the reading room. While Flash gave his armor a once over, I quickly surveyed the room. Little had changed since I had last seen it: fine rugs dotted the wood floor, a well-used writing desk sat in the far corner, dark cherry bookcases lined the walls, and a small array of plush chairs and chaise loungers offered many comfortable places to read… or do other things.

My horn flared again, and wisps of magic made quick work of checking the latch on the door, pulling the shades across the room’s lone window, and after a bit of tinkering, dimming the light coming from the wall sconces.

“Perfect.”

“Perfect for what?” Flash asked.

“For our concentration,” I replied in a honeyed voice. I turned away from the door to face him, taking care to let some of my mane fall across my neck just like I knew my Flash liked. “If we’re going to solve my little problem, we’re going to need to focus. Intensely.”

I crossed the room with slow, measured steps, and more than a little sway to my hips. “You see, Flash, I’m homesick for more than just hay fries or a hooficure. When you’ve been away as far and as long as I have, you start to miss the most basic elements of pony life.” I closed the distance and walked a tight circle around him, making sure to brush my sides against him, and to let the end of my tail drag across his fetlocks. “Very basic elements.”

Whatever effort Flash was putting into keeping his cool were already being betrayed by the deepening blush in his cheeks, to say nothing of the now constant twitch in his wings. “I-I see… that’s– wow. Um… I don’t mean to be rude, but I’m not sure I’m the right pony for you to be talking to right now.”

I giggled a bit as I lifted a hoof and drew his face toward me. “On the contrary, Flash, you’re exactly the pony I need to be talking to.” I continued talking while feigning ignorance to the tendrils of my magic that were crisscrossing Flash’s body in search of the clasps that held his armor in place.

“You’re intelligent, strong, and kind.” I finished unhooking his chestplate and lifted it away. “Dedicated to your job, and totally loyal to crown and kingdom.” The plating over his back was next, followed by the lighter armor that wrapped around most of his barrel. My eyes drank him in the entire time, and if the increasing warmth in my haunches was any indication, they liked what they were seeing. A year away really makes you appreciate the equine form even more, and this version of Flash made a damn fine example.

“And most importantly,” I added while gesturing for him to step out of his hoof bracers, “you know how to treat a mare right, no matter the circumstances.”

Despite his orange coat, his cheeks were bright red now. “T-that’s very kind of you to say, but how’d you know that if we’ve never met?”

I draped a hoof over his withers and drew in close. My tail came to rest against his and I could feel him shiver. “Twilight told me, of course.”

Flash almost recoiled in surprise. “The Princess? S-she said that about me? I… well, I guess I should have expected that she’d keep good notes on all of her guards, but I— whoa!”

I grabbed his attention back with a small kiss to the back of his neck. “Indeed she does.” His scent filled my nose, and I let my muzzle linger for a moment longer. His was a interesting mixture of coat conditioner, guard uniform, and a hint of what I guessed was some kind of body spray. I inhaled again and smiled before leaving another kiss on his fur. “And from what I see, I’d say she’s one hundred percent right.” I was about to say more when I felt a wing drape gently over my back. My next words died on my tongue, replaced by a contented sigh as I happily slid fully against him. The sense of urgency in my mind then was almost as palpable as the quickly smoldering fire in my haunches, and I was not about to let the moment go to waste.

“So…” I spoke quietly, “I guess you understand what my, um, problem really is now.”

The tip of his wing moved down my right side before tracing a gentle line along the edge of my hip. A warm shiver ran down my leg and back up, and I couldn’t help but paw at the floor with the edge of my hoof. “I’ve got a pretty good idea now, yeah,” he added with a final brush of his wing, and I all but melted into him. “Pretty direct solution here too, if you don’t mind me saying.”

“Direct is just fine here, trust me. In other circumstances, I’d be fine with some wining and dining, so to speak. But right now, after a year away from the touch of another pony—” I ducked my head back and planted a few kisses inside of his wing joint, making him squirm all over again. “I’m more than okay with skipping to the really good parts.”

He offered a sly grin of his own as he maneuvered himself to face me again. “Far be it for me to leave a good mare disappointed.”

The next sounds to come from either of us were breathy moans as our lips met for the first time. We started slow, thanks to my nerves and his likely abundance of caution, but that all began to melt as our kisses grew longer and deeper. Flash wrapped a hoof through my mane and drew me closer, and I was more than happy to sink into his embrace.

To borrow a human phrase, I quickly found that kissing another pony was like riding a bike; you never really forget how to do it. And it didn’t take long for the more intimate side of my equine nature to fully reassert itself. Tongues danced, hooves and wings roamed freely, and the space between us grew smaller by the second.

“You don’t know how good this feels right now…” I whispered as he began to pepper my jawline and neck with kisses. “How long I’ve yearned to feel like this again, even for a moment— mhmm!” My last words turned into a moan as his tongue began leaving a hot trail up my neck and behind my ear. I repaid him with a few nips and licks behind his own ears, drawing a moan out of him in turn.

We’d barely begun, and my pulse was already racing. Each kiss, each nip or lick, stoked the flames even further. The swell of adrenaline and arousal was building quickly, and it wasn’t long before my nose picked up the first wave of musk from my haunches. One look at his wings though, which were already stiff as boards, told me Flash wasn’t far behind me.

“Gotta admit,” he said before letting his lips travel back down my neck and across my chest, “part of me is afraid I’m going to wake up any second now.” I playfully grabbed a tuft of his mane and pulled him into a deep, smoldering kiss.

“Then don’t wake up.”

The heat between us was growing, as was the fire between my legs. I could have kissed and caressed him for hours, but my body’s urges were screaming for attention now. I broke off from another deep kiss and began moving toward the chaise lounger. With my hips swaying and my tail raised completely, I didn’t need to turn my head to know his eyes were locked onto my fully exposed rump.

I reared back a bit as I neared the lounger and planted my forelegs onto the dark green upholstery. My hind legs spread out to give me balance, and I wrapped my tail up and around my flank to fully present my glistening core to him.

“Like what you see?”

“V-very much.” he replied between hurried breaths. I heard hoofsteps moving closer, and soon I felt him right behind me. His forelegs joined mine on the lounger, and I could feel some of his weight resting on my lower back. Heavens he was so close now, I could feel the heat radiating off his coat, and the beads of arousal dripping down my lips.

Flash draped my mane to one side and left one, two, then three kisses up the back of my neck that left me breathless – and a final kiss right to the base of my horn that nearly collapsed my legs.

“Y-yeah, you do know how to treat a mare…” I managed between pants. “Please continue.”

His answer was the tip of his tongue sliding up and down my horn as if it were a lollipop. If not for his wings wrapping around my barrel, I’d have melted into a puddle of bliss right there, but as it was he just kept going, one devious lick at a time. His wings soon joined in, taking advantage of their position beneath me to gently rub circles all over my belly and around my nipples.

Either this world’s Flash had a lot of experience, or he was a natural talent, because he was playing my body like a lyre. I didn’t need to urge him on with words; my pleasured moans and growing arousal did all that and more.

In the back of my mind, I could recall similar scenes like this from the human world, only in them, the scene would always end right about where the two of us were right now. Horny as all tartarus and worked up into a frenzy… but still never quite getting there. Remember those ‘social norms’ I talked about before? Yeah, those. They’d always stop us just short, like a mental wall that we couldn’t climb. Truthfully, I was afraid I’d be labeled as one of the ‘sluts’ I’d hear others whisper about, and he was understandably cowed by the risk of becoming a father at the ripe age of seventeen.

Thankfully, Equestrians have no such social qualms, and thanks to some research from Twilight, I knew that the lingering effects of the portal would delay any latent heat cycle by at least a month.

Which was really good right now, because after his lips had moved all the way down my back and began lavishing kisses on my cutie mark, I wanted nothing more than to shove him inside of me and leave him there.

“Oh heavens that feels so good. Don’t stop– Ah!” A wing tip brushed up the back of my legs and came to rest just above my mound, mere inches from my swollen clit, while his lips continued to nip and lick all around my flanks. My heart was pounding, my pulse racing a mile a minute, and the thin fur around my haunches was thoroughly soaked in arousal. I wanted him to keep up this blessed torture for hours, but a bigger part of me wanted the rest of him. Now.

“Flash… I’m ready.”

“You sure?” he asked between kisses to the inside of my hind legs.

“Y-yes, I’m— Mhmm! Very sure.” To punctuate the point, I summoned a wisp of magic and directed it around his barrel to his member. He was already erect, but a few caresses with my magic had him rock hard and whimpering just as much as I was. “Hmm, you seem more than ready yourself,” I cooed before squeezing him just enough to make him moan.

“I want you inside me, Flash. Now.”

He began to reposition himself, but not without leaving a final kiss on my cutie mark. His forehooves came to rest near mine again as some of his weight came down on my back. I adjusted my posture to match and shifted my weight to my hips, and soon enough his cock was resting against my belly.

Another adjustment and he was right there. I could feel his tip hovering at my entrance, leaving a trail of pre-cum each time it brushed the edge of my lips. “Ready?” he whispered in my ear before gently nipping the tip of it.

“P-please… make love to me.” My words were barely a whisper now. Lust clouded my mind, arousal filled my senses, my body quivered in anticipation. My hips flexed against him in tiny, sporadic motions, anything to close that final distance.

“Yes ma'am.”

He pushed forward and I saw stars. I could even hear a small squelching sound as his head slipped past my outer lips. “Oh, yesss…” I moaned. He pulled back a bit and pushed again, but this time my lips refused to budge and I let out a squeak instead of a moan.

Flash froze in place. “Oh! You okay, Sunset? Did I hurt you?”

“No no, I’m good. Just—” I tried to push back into him to no avail, and I grunted a bit in frustration. “Been far too long, clearly.” I thought for a moment about switching positions, but an even better idea hit me. “Actually, you just stay right there, and let me do some of the work.”

Flash let a bit more of his weight rest on my back for balance, and after lining him up again, I put my shapely rear to work. A small push to get him past the edge of my lips, then small, slow circles to draw myself further onto his member. Clockwise at first, then back, over and over again. All the while my inner walls clenched and released, glazing his cock with more of my juices only to pull him a bit deeper with each stroke.

We fell into a near perfect rhythm, with my haunches doing their best to devour every inch of him and his lips continuing their passionate exploration of my neck, ears, and shoulders. Soon I could feel the tip of his penis pressing up against my inner lips. One more push would send him deep into my inner sanctum, but the constant grinding on his cock was almost too good to stop. So I didn’t. In fact I began to go faster and harder, grinding my cunt into him with more gusto than before.

“Y-you like that?” I sputtered as I continued my shameless display.

“Yes! Oh S-sunset please—”

That he was moaning my name over and over in my ear only spurred me to keep going, to ride that edge as far as I could. But my willpower was quickly crumbling before the waves of raw lust racing through me. The heat between us was beyond intense, as if our bodies had become their own saunas. Sweat matted our coats, his saliva slicked my ears and neck, and my arousal was running down my haunches in rivulets. The combined sensations broke whatever patience I had left and sent my body racing toward the peak.

“Flash, I-I’m getting close,” I panted while my walls continued to squeeze his rod. “Touch me.”

He let up from nibbling my ear. “How?”

“My clit. Flick my clit.” I leaned forward just enough to nearly release his cock, then slowly slid back onto it. “Please.”

I felt one of his wings snake around my rump and down toward my cunt, and it didn’t take long for him to find the right spot.

“Yes! Aahn! Right there!”

Flash responded with another light flick that sent a shudder through my entire body. “Keep going!”

He didn’t stop and neither did I. The tip of his wing traced all manner of patterns across and around my clit while I ground my pussy into him as if there was no tomorrow. In the back of my mind, I recalled not casting a soundproof spell on the room before, but I doubted that would have silenced the almost feral moans coming from both of us.

“S-Sunset… you’re t-too good. Yes!”

“Faster, Flash. Faster, plea— Aahn, yes! More!”

A slight shift let his wing dive fully underneath my clit, and my heart nearly leapt out of chest. “Yes! Right there right there right ther— Oh I-I’m gonna cum!”

One more touch and my body ran headlong over the edge. “Yes yes yes yes!” A year’s worth of cold nights and lonely fingers vaporized under the most all-consuming orgasm I had ever experienced. My every sense was lost in a fog of lust, but I did still know one thing.

It was his turn now.

I lifted up until just the tip of his head was inside of me, but this time I let all of my weight drop back onto my hips. I cried out as his head parted my inner lips and plunged to the very depths of my core. My walls clenched around his shaft like a vice while my hips continued to impale myself on his cock over and over again.

“Aahn! Aahn! Yes!”

I didn’t need a verbal response. I got his answer when he thrust back against me as I came down on his cock again. Then he did it again, and again, and again, each time driving a bit deeper into me, and drawing ever louder cries of passion from the both of us.

I braced my forelegs on the top of the lounger and pushed back as hard as I could. “Take me, Flash! Rut me!”

There’s not a stallion in Equestria who won’t respond to that request, and Flash did just what I hoped: He wrapped his legs around my barrel, threw any pretense to tartarus, and rutted me. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the raw nature of the moment; his balls slapping against my haunches, my juices running down my thighs; the feel of his full weight on my back, his muzzle buried in my mane and his hard cock buried to the hilt inside of me; the feel of his breath across my neck, the sound of him moaning and whispering my name as he plunges into me over and over again.

The beautiful, wonderful, all-consuming ecstasy that only a Equestrian mare knows when a mate is claiming her as his own, even if only for a moment.

And that moment came rushing upon both of us in an instant.

“I-I’m gonna cum… yes! S-Sunset—”

“Cum with me Flash, please! Pl— Aahn! So close! Cum for me!”

We pushed as hard as we could and my world seemed to explode around me.

“Sunset!”

“Yes Flash Yes! Aahn!”

A tidal wave of raw lust raced through me as wave after wave of his cum filled me. My walls clenched around him as fast as he could thrust, as if to milk every beautiful drop out of him. Our bodies shook like leaves against each other as we basked in every last bit of the afterglow.

Finally, my forelegs all but collapsed, and I flopped onto the lounger. Flash slipped out and plopped down on the floor in front of me. Sex and pheromones filled the air, and I could feel a small river of arousal and cum dribbling out of me, but I felt too damn good to care about the furniture.

“T-thank you, Flash. That… was amazing.”

Flash looked up and smiled as he tried to catch his breath. “Heh… you’re welcome. I’m, um, glad I could fix your problem. If it happens again, at least you’ll know who to call.”

I laughed at that. “Indeed I do.”

We sat there for a while longer, chatting, kissing some more, and cuddling a bit. After a while, he looked up at me again. “I’ve been wondering… the other guards will eventually ask why I was pulled from my regular shift tonight. What should I tell them?”

I thought on that for a second, then smiled. “Tell them you were escorting a guest of the Princess for the evening.”

“And when they press for details?”

I leaned in and kissed him deeply.

“Say you were just giving them a taste of home.”

Unfortunately, the nature of my work forced me to leave home again the next morning. But not without a parting orgasm from my loyal guardspony… and a promise to setup a regular ‘home visit’ schedule with my superiors.

On second thought, Red Shoes, maybe being homesick isn’t so bad after all.