A Twilight Tale

by The Story Man

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Twilight Sparkle, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Human, Romance
Length: 8771

Sometimes, study sessions can get hot and heavy.

Heads up for this story: The "anon" is female. Lesbian story with Twilight.

You and Twilight have been friends for a very long time now, every since both of you discovered your passion for learning. You joke about the same thing, learn about the same things, and best of all you both share a room to help maximize the efficiency of your study sessions.

Still, not everything is flash cards and textbooks inside of your dorm. Twilight and you are friends after all, so you like to have fun when you can.

But say the AC for your building was under repairs during a heatwave?
Well, what could distract two young ladies from their studies?

(Wrote this as part of a little challenge to myself. I'd read a story written similar to this with the help of a woman, so I decided to see if I could write one myself.)

Published 2014-09-30 07:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2014-09-30 07:40:01 UTC

Sexy Study Session

How many cakes could Lex Luthor steal if he could steal one cake a minute and was traveling at 90% light speed? Show your work. "Gah! Why are all of these about Lex Luthor?" Twilight shouts angrily.

Both of you sit opposite of each other on the cheap wooden table you share in your dorm. Thankfully, both of you are in mostly the same classes, so you can help each other study. At first you thought that she was going to be slower than you, but you soon found she even outpaces you a little.

This is far different than your usual stature as "the smart girl," Countless memories of men trying to hit on you in various cringe worthy ways makes you shudder slightly. Boys are the least of your troubles right now however.

For one thing, exams are coming up and you and Twilight feels the need to pull an all nighter. To make matters worse, the air conditioning is broken, making the room slowly rise in temperature like a death trap.

"I have no idea. Maybe they think DC is for physics majors?" you reply, still working on the math of your problem. You can likely ask Twilight for help, but there’s an unspoken rule between you both to try and avoid this at all costs. No one learns anything by being told the answer.

"How are you doing on yours?" Twilight asks, momentarily looking up from her stack of papers. In fact, the whole table seemed to be a flurry of black and white from both of your paperwork.

“Not too good. What time is it?" you say, blinking hard as soreness settles on your eyes. Both you and Twilight begin rifling through the thick layers of paper before Twilight manages to find her phone.

"It's 11:20 P.M," she reads off. So you both have been at this for around four hours now.

It may seem strange, but both you and Twilight had long ago synched up your alarm clocks to rise very early each morning. This means also planning on going to bed at the same time, close to around 9:00. Getting up that early means missing out on a lot of parties and other "college life," activities, but both of you agreed it was worth it.

More classes did mean more learning after all, and that's why you’re here. Still, at times like these you do wish you could relax a little more.

"Well, if it weren't for this heat I don't think it would be as bad," you say, fanning yourself.

"I know, I hope they fix it soon," Twilight replies, miming your hand fanning. Looking back down at your book, you noticed a small haze of fog on the brim of your glasses.

"Ugh, I'm starting to sweat on my glasses now," you say, taking them off to clean.

"I hate when that happens," Twilight agrees. Finishing rubbing them on the hem of your shirt, you sigh and lean back in your chair.

Before putting your glasses back on, you massage the brim of your nose for a second. Placing them back on and sighing you look down at your outfit. It's the same school issued uniform as Twilight, clean white shirt with a small skirt. Right now it feels more like a personal body heater.

"Screw it," you say to yourself before starting to unbutton your shirt.

"Hmm? Oh," Twilight says, looking up from her papers again.

"Too hot, I'm taking my shirt off. Do you care?" you ask, opening up the chest area to let some air reach your hot skin.

There was some sweat already built up, which now rolls down your bare chest in small drops. Some of them hit your pale white bra, forming a watery rim around the cup before tickling you as the fell off the sides.

"N-no, I don't mind," Twilight responds before clearing her throat and putting her face in a book. You notice that Twilight was shaking the book slightly, but blame it on the heat.

Thankfully, both of you’re single so there was no fear of someone barging in to see you half naked. Something was off about Twilight though, she sounded a bit hoarse when she spoke.

"You alright Twi? Maybe you should take a break if your throat is hurting," you tell her, looking back to your own work.

"No, I'm fine thank you. Just a little tense is all," she responds, not looking up from her book. From the way she was fidgeting, you can see that she’s uncomfortable.

Twilight’s well known for pushing herself too hard at times when it comes to course work. Not to say you aren't often guilty of the same thing, but Twilight takes it to a whole other level.

"Well, try and relax. No good studying if you pass out from exhaustion," you warn her, to which she lets out an acknowledging laugh but still keeps her nose shoved in the book.

You watch her for a few seconds, worrying that she’s pushing herself again before remembering you had your own work. Starting back in on it, you finish the remainder of the page's work after another 20 minutes of focus.

Looking up you notice Twilight wiping sweat from her forehead. "Twilight, if you're hot you can just take your shirt off too. I don't think anyone's coming by anyway," you say, checking the door.

"W-what? No, I'm fine...just a little..." she drifts off looking at you for a second.

"Twi? You alright?" you ask, making her her head suddenly as a blush forms on her face and she starts laughing nervously.

"Sorry, just figured out the answer to this problem!" Twilight says before jerking her head off to the right to look at some book to her side. As she does, her glasses fly off of her face. Getting up, you move over to help her find her glasses on the floor.

Her eyesight is actually pretty close to yours without her glasses, so you know she might need some help. "Oh no, where did they go?" she asks while frantically searching for her glasses.

"Don't worry, they're right here," you say, moving towards them. Twilight pushes herself up off the ground with a small blush as you hand her the glasses. She takes them with a shaky grip, fumbling a little with them as she tries to avoid eye contact for a moment.

They’re a cute little pair that look rather slim. Unlike most glasses, they don't seem to cover or distract from her face, which is a good thing for her. Twilight's bright purple eyes look up at you with wide awe. It’s slightly shocking, but you never noticed how pretty she is. Wait, pretty?

"Uh, thanks," she said with a small blush.

"No problem," you reply, both of you still close together. Twilight puts the glasses back on, but continues to gaze up at you for a few seconds.

She’s short as far as girls go, while you’re considered fairly tall. You stood a good couple inches over her. Twilight places a balled up hand in front of herself, letting her arms drop down and squeezing it with her other hand. Doing so pushes up what little chest she has, making you glance down at it. After a few seconds, she apparently remembers you’re shirtless and glances down before turning away.

"S-sorry for making you get up. Let's get back to work," she says, hugging herself before moving over to the table again in a quick bustle.

"Oh, uh, sure," you reply, caught off guard by her sudden leave. It’s strange, but for some reason you don’t mind watching her walk back. Just the way Twilight had looked up at you with those big eyes makes you feel warmer than the room does.

You shake your head, wondering if the heat was getting to you. Sitting down, you push your glasses up again and stretch your arms above your head.

"Hey, have you gotten too--" Twilight starts to ask before freezing. You hold your stretched pose for a moment before dropping your arms down again and looking at Twilight.

"What? Is there something on my bra?" you say, looking down and lifting it up to see. Twilight shook her head side to side violently as a heavy blush grew on her face again.

"Nope, nothing. Forget I asked, s-sorry," she says before staring down at her paper again. Something was clearly wrong with her. The way she hurriedly shuffles papers makes her look like this is just seconds before finals.

Maybe the heat is getting to her instead of you. Standing up, you move over to her side of the table before getting down on one knee. Placing a hand on her shoulder, you feel Twilight jump slightly and stiffen at the touch. She's always had a problem with touching, but you feel it will help get your point through.

"Twilight, is something wrong? You can tell me if there is, you know," you say to her calmly, not wanting to startle her more. She looks at you with those same large eyes now looking fearful. After holding eye contact for a few seconds she looks back to her paperwork while clearing her throat.

"I-it's nothing, you don't need to worry about me," she replies with a small laugh.

"Well, maybe. But I do worry about you. You've been acting kind of weird recently, and if something's the matter with you you can just tell me," Twilight looks back at you with those same wide eyes and her mouth slightly open. She bites her lip in thought before gulping and closing her eyes tightly, finally stopping her fidgeting for a moment.

"I don't know...I just...you promise not get mad at me?" she asks. Oh crap, was she taking drugs? Cheating her way to get this far and had been pretending to study all this time?

"Of course not Twi, what is it?" you tell her hoping it wasn't something too bad. She was just too little to be some hardcore monster. What could she have to-

Twilight moves forward and pulls you into a sudden kiss. She unfortunately pushes you a little too hard, and so, makes you and her fall to the floor. "Gah! Sorry, sorry!" she quickly says as she props herself up.

"Well, that was, uh, unexpected," you reply, sitting up on the floor and letting out a small chuckle.

Both of you go quiet as Twilight looks to you fearfully with tears starting to grow on the edges of her eyes. Her legs are splay out to her side, letting her skirt cover the spread areas while lightly touching the ground.

"Sorry, I don't know why I did that. I just...you look so pretty," she says, nervously rubbing her arm and looking to the ground. You smile slightly at the adorable way she compliments you and apologizes.

"It's alright. I didn't know you liked girls anyway," you say, standing up and moving towards her.

"N-neither did I. Just, recently I couldn't stop thinking about you," she nervously admits as she stands up as well. "Every time you were here, I just thought about you and me..." she drifts off blissfully. After a moment, she snaps back to focusing on you and looks to the ground again in embarrassment. "Sorry, I just didn't know what to do when you took your shirt off like that," she says, glancing at your exposed stomach.

Strangely, you don't feel embarrassed when she looks at you. Normally, you’re like Twilight and squeamish about people judging your looks, especially when exposed. That's why both of you change clothes in the bathroom when you wake up. Right now though, you get a sort of warm feeling from her looking at you.

"No, you don't need to apologize. Just try to be gentler next time," you tell her with a smile.

"N-next time?" she asks nervously.

You realize what you had said only after Twilight repeats it back to you. Looking down into her eyes makes you wonder about a lot of things to do in your life. A lot of fears and insecurities rush into, and then out of, your head. Finally, all you’re left with is a blank mind with just her cute little features looking back at you.

What is there to lose? Bending slightly, you tilt your head and close your eyes until Twilight's lips meet yours. This soft kiss was much more enjoyable than the last one. Enjoyable? You wonder if you've always felt this way or if was only something in the spur of the moment.

Pulling away a small string of glistening saliva momentarily keeps you together before it breaks. Twilight gulps heavily as you feel your arms wrap around her.

"I-I've never been with a girl before..." she says, never breaking eye contact with you as she does.

"Don't worry, I haven't either," you reply, equally mystified by her eyes. You both go quiet for a moment before Twilight breaks away and places the side of her head against your chest.

"M-maybe we should start with just hugging?" she asks nervously.

"Sounds good," you reply, pretending to know what you‘re doing and pulling her close. She and you both hold each other together tightly. You close your eyes after a while, trying to hold back any fearful thoughts.

Eventually though, you become aware of the soothing feeling of her breath against your skin. It's soft, melodic pace is surprisingly soothing compared to the still and hot air of the room. You feel her chest press against your stomach as well, with her using your bust as a sort of pillow.

After a few seconds, she nuzzles your chest, making you smile at the cute gesture. Tilting your head down, you kiss the top of her head.

"It's still kind of hot in here, do you want to take your shirt off as well?" you say, rubbing where you felt her bra strap to be.

"S-sure," she replies, pulling away and starting to undo her shirt. After one button though, she pauses and looks up at you watching her eagerly. Her hands cover up what little amount of cleavage was revealed by it and half turns away from you. "C-could you look the other way?"She asks you, trying to avoid eye contact.

"Would it help if I unbuttoned it?" you offer her. She blushes and seems to think the choices over before shaking her head no.

"S-sorry, I just can't--" she starts to apologize again.

"Don't be, it's alright if you're nervous. I was kidding," you calm her down before placing your hands over your eyes.

"T-thanks. Still not used to people... looking," she admits.

You can hear her start to strip as your head fills with images of what it looks like. Unable to contain your curiosity, you spread two fingers and take a peek at Twilight undressing. Despite being undressed yourself, watching her like this feels wrong.

Not to say it doesn't also feel exciting as you watch her strip, as it very much does. Twilight fails to notice your peeping as she looks down at her shirt to focus on what she’s doing. Eventually, she finishes and you quickly close your fingers again before you hear her speak up.

"You, uh, y-you can look now," she tells you.

When you open your eyes, you know see her trim dress shirt was still on her, just completely unbuttoned. Once you fully take your hands away, you stand up from your chair and move towards her.

"I-I think it's shrunk from the heat. C-could you pull it off?" she asks, looking up at you again.

There’s no way her shirt has shrunken that much, but you know what she’s getting at. "Of course, hold still," you say before moving even closer. Placing a hand on either shoulder, you pull it down and completely remove the shirt off of her shoulders.

Twilight’s gone stiff from the sensation of your hands guiding the cloth to the ground. Afterwards, you move closer and place a hand on the back of her head as you stand a few inches apart. She looks up at you hopefully, waiting for you to give her directions. Her expression was the epitome of virginity, totally unaware of what was happening or what to do.

You smile at her warmly, making her relax. Stroking the back of her head, your other hand runs up her back till it was level with her shoulder blades. Holding the soft smile to help her ease into it, you press her into your chest again, this time holding her head between your breasts.

At first, she pulls against it, but slowly relaxes into the gentle embrace of your breasts. Her breath bleeds between your bust and tickles you slightly. Easing up, you feel Twilight hold for a moment before pulling away.

"Your chest is so..." she stares at it in awe before delicately placing a hand on your bra as well as one to her own.

You’re around a DD cup, which fits your height rather nicely. Twilight on the other hand has some small C cups from your guess.

"...Big," she finishes before looking up at you.

"For your first time you sure are straightforward," you say with a small laugh.

Twilight pulls both her hands away again. "Sorry, I didn't mean to--"

"Don't worry about it. You look cute when you're all apologetic."

She blushes again before placing her hand back onto your chest. Looking down at her own bust, she looks ashamed as she presses her other hand against her own bra. Twilight has always been bad when it comes to cup size, and you suppose being pressed against yours doesn't help that very much. Taking the hand on her breast and squeezing it slightly, you make her lift her head.

"You look wonderful, don't worry," you soothe her.

She smiles and blushes again at the thought. You wonder to yourself if her cheeks are going to get burns after all of this blushing. Moving your hands off of her body, you step back and turn around, starting to walk to your bunk beds.

Standing in front of them, you take a deep breath before bending over to slide your skirt off. Twilight made a small gasp, showing which one of you was more scared in this situation. After taking it off, you pick it up and hold it in your hand before sitting on the bed. You had taken the bottom bunk when both of you moved in together.

Both of you had purchased the same set of sheets, making your beds almost identical except for their placement. Right now, your blankets are pushed against the wall as you had forced them there while you slept.

"Come here," you tell her while beckoning her with one hand. She nods, entranced by your strip tease but still trying to cover herself up. Once reaching you, she began to fiddle with the hem of her skirt, obviously still nervous about undressing.

"C-can you...m-maybe..." she starts to ask again.

"I can't turn around while sitting... but you could, if it would help," you suggest. Twilight looks down at you in shock for a moment before bravely nodding and taking a step away from you. She turns around and places her hands on the sides of her skirt, still shaking slightly. "It's alright, take your time," you say to calm her down.

She looks back briefly and returns a small smile you give her before turning around again. Sliding her thumbs beneath her the band of her skirt, she starts to bend over. As she does, the skirt falls away to reveal her soft rear. Twilight had obviously never been one for much physical activity, but she had good genes. Her butt was plump, but not overly large in comparison to the rest of her body.

Turning around, you see she’s wearing a pair of plain purple panties with a small bow at the top. She keeps her legs close together and stands with a curled hand resting on her chin. Everything about her pose and remaining clothing spoke volumes about her innocence.

Pushing back onto the bed, you spread your legs and beckon her to sit between them by tapping the spot a few times. She looks scared at first but eventually starts towards you. Her body was stiff when she sits down and doesn't loosen up or relax. You lean forward and whisper softly into her ear.

"It's alright, just relax and take it easy," you say before kissing her neck. The words and sensation of breath on her ear make her melt into your lap. Your arms wrap around her limp body as she let out a soft chuckle.

"O-okay..." she breathes out. Grasping your hands together, you hold Twilight in a soft embrace on the bed as you kiss her neck. It was an odd feeling, having her so lost in bliss from your actions. You don't want it to end.

Bringing one hand up, you slide it under her bra and begin to grope her. To your surprise, she doesn't resist your move. Pressing your chest against her back and burying your face in her neck, you shower her with kisses. Eventually, she leans forward against your touch and starts to undo her bra.

"Please, allow me," you tell her. At your voice, she brings her hands up to cup her own breasts. You fiddle with the lock on her bra before finally removing it, but you hold her for a moment. "Let me do my own," you say, unhooking your bra as she sits slumped in front of you.

Something about the sight of her bare back drives you wild, like the sight of an unwrapped gift. Tossing away the bra once you’re done unhooking it, you tug at her shoulder to bring her back to you. Her back is damp from the heat, which is clear as your nipples press against her.

She still holds her bra to her chest, some amount of fear from judgement still in her. You place your hands over hers on top of the bra, making her turn her head towards you.

Giving her a small kiss, you feel her hands go slack, allowing you to pull them away. Without her hands to press them down, Twilight's breasts drop and jiggle for a moment. She doesn't notice the sudden lack of clothing until you've already tossed her bra aside and pull from the kiss.

"H-hey, I wasn't...wasn't..." she repeats before drifting off as she becomes aware of your chest against her back. Flexing her back muscles, she tries to make sure what she’s feeling is real. "They're soft too..." she comments.

You move your arms back around her, groping her chest freely now. Her breasts are firmer than yours due to being smaller, but still feel wonderful to your touch. Twilight's hands go to the sides of your legs and grip them lightly.

Feeling her fingers squeezing them gives you another idea. Taking one hand off of her chest, you place it back on her stomach and point it downward. Moving her head, you can tell she takes notice and probably guesses what you plan on doing. As you start to move it downward, you hear her breathing start to speed up.

"P-please... go slow," she says breathlessly as your hand touches the top of her panties.

"Anything you say," you whisper into her ear again. Pulling away from her, you rest your head on her shoulder and watch your own hand. Choosing not to actually go in yet, you slide over the top of Twilight's panties and reach between her legs.

Under the fabric, you can feel the soft lips of Twilight's pussy. Even you start to get flustered thinking about what it looks like. Your fingers brush against her lips, making her shudder and let out a small moan. After she does, she brings a hand up to cover her mouth, making you pause in your teasing.

"What's wrong? You sounded cute," you mention to her. She still covers her mouth, but you know that she’s grown yet another heavy blush. Pulling back from her pussy you notice that she’s starting to grow wet from just your touch.

Deciding she was ready, and that you couldn't wait any longer, you slide your hand under her panty waistband. She has a small patch of neatly trimmed pubes, a sign of her order-driven mind. Brushing past this, you continue down until you can feel her small clit.

You stop and move from side to side with the tip of your middle finger, making Twilight squeeze your leg tighter. Ignoring her digging fingers, you keep going until you feel the bottom of her lips, slowly moving over every bit of it. Twilight’s chest rises and falls against your groping hand as she starts to breathe in shudders.

With two fingers, you spread apart her pussy lips, feeling how tight she is. She moves one hand over your hand above the panties, holding your hand in place. Each little flex of your fingers causes her to twitch with pleasure. Being this close to her is a mesmerizing sensation, with you and her nearly melding together. Her hand presses down against yours and you at first think she’s signaling you to stop, so you pull away.

"D-don't stop...please..." she pleads with you. Her voice, strained with the pleasure you’re teasing her with, drives you wild. Instead of a reply, you kiss her shoulder and start to slide a finger inside of her. She’s wet enough at this point to where you had little resistance, if any at all.

Twilight lets out soft coos of bliss as you put one finger in and pull it out again. You nuzzle her from behind affectionately as you start to get a rhythm in your fingering. While fidgeting from the fingering, Twilight also starts running her hands across your body. You think she might be trying to grab something at first, but it soon became clear she was actually just trying to feel your damp body.

The heat had almost completely left your mind at this point, lost in carnal thoughts. Twilight runs her fingers over your arms and legs, making the skin there rise as she feels along unexpected areas. Eventually, you slide another finger inside of her, making her gasp and shudder for a moment. She soon regains her composure, but her breathing is vastly different now.

Normally, Twilight never has to nor wants to exert herself in her daily routine. This makes her labored breathing seem foreign and personal to you. She pants and moans, making you grow wet as well as she presses her cute bottom against your groin. A blush rises on your face as you realize you’re becoming more and more aroused by Twilight's lustful reactions.

"Ah...d-don't...don’t stop, I'm...c-close," she stutters out. You lick your lips in anticipation and redouble your efforts, making her hands leap from your body. One goes to the currently un-groped breast and joins in with you by kneading the soft flesh. The other goes to the side of your head and presses you to Twilight's head. You obey the hands pressure and let yourself be warmed by the feeling of Twilight's cheek against yours.

Her panting starts to increase and you can hear her legs starting to squirm harder. She really is close, and, even though your arm burns from the awkward and sustained movement, you continue to finger her.

The sound and feel of her body's orgasm is enough to make you ignore the pain. Twilight starts to move her body as she’s brought to the edge of cumming. With one final thrust, you force your fingers deep inside of her and feel a small gush of liquid slide over them. Twilight arches her back as she came and gasped.

Her legs start to twitch and shake from the strength of it. You hold your fingers inside of her firmly as well as your grip on her breast. She starts taking gulps of air before collapsing back against you. Her orgasm gives you a slight sense of pleasure as her pussy contracts against your fingers. Twilight's hand pulls away from your head and her chest, falling limp at her side.

Once there, she pants and rests as you kiss her neck again. You can tell that she’s exhausted from the orgasm, so you let her bask for a moment. Eventually, she turns her head towards you and starts kissing you deeply. Taken by surprise, you eventually let her take the lead for this small kiss before she pulls away.

"That was...amazing," she says, looking back down across her body. Looking down as well, you noticed a large wet spot on her panties from the juices that came out of her.

Your finger flexed, causing Twilight to make a small squeak at the movement. Smiling at that last gesture of pleasure, you pull the fingers away and gaze at the sticky coating on your fingers.

"J-just wipe it off already..." Twilight asks, embarrassed at the sexual liquid. A stray thought comes to you from somewhere and you wait until she's looking at you to lick the fluid off from one side of your finger.

She blushes heavily and goes stiff, but keeps staring as you drag your tongue upwards. As the juice piled and flowed over your tongue you had an incredibly long time to contemplate it's taste. Finishing the first side, you close your mouth and roll it around a little before swallowing.

"You taste...sweet. A little tangy, but sweet," you comment before starting on the other side.

"That's..." Twilight starts to judge, but can't finish the thought as she watches, once again absorbed by the sight of you savoring her flavor. After you finish, Twilight looks down with a heavy blush, clearly overwhelmed by the lewd sight.

"Do you want to take a break?" you ask her, fearing you might've put her off.

"No...I'm just still unsure about this. It felt good, but I feel..." she pauses, looking for the right word before leaning forward. She sits in thought before you lean forward with her and give her a hug from behind. The squish of your bare breasts on her naked body only reminds you that you still feel unsatisfied. "...Selfish," Twilight finishes finally.

"Well, you could return the favor..." you suggest, rubbing your head on her shoulder. Twilight thinks about this option as she gaze down at her fingers.

"O-or I could... go down... there, I mean," Twilight shyly suggests, pointing to your crotch. Your eyes go wide as your mind is flooded with suggestive looks from sweet Twilight.

"Only if you want to," you say, trying to restrain your own sex drive.

"I do! I-I mean, I do...but I'm scared I'd mess it up," she admits, rubbing her elbow again. It’s a small nervous tick she has, one which you remember lifts her bust up and down. And you once again have more thoughts of Twilight's bouncing bosoms.

"If you're scared, just ask me what to do when you don't know. It's perfectly normal to be scared," you console her, petting her head gently. She smiles at the calming gesture but lost it when she takes a deep breath.

"Okay... I'll do it," she says as she stands up. As soon as she's up, she bends over in front of you and starts to remove her panties. The faint smell of her pussy drifts over to you making you shift uneasily from your rising libido. Her slit is spattered with small bits of her juices, signs of her previous orgasm.

If you thought the view from across the room was good, then this was a slice of heaven. Twilight's ass jiggles slightly as she stepped left and right to take her panties completely off. Placing them at her side, Twilight turns to face you with a nervous but determined look. Those same violet eyes drove you wild with lust again.

She gets down on her knees and moves towards your spread legs again. Her hands slide along your thighs and separate them as she approaches your crotch. Even through the fabric, you can feel her breath washing across your pussy. Your hand instinctively grabs at your chest and starts kneading the soft flesh.

Twilight reaches out and pulls the panties covering your pussy to the side. She thankfully doesn't have sharp nails, so the tips of her fingers brush over your slit. You bite your lower lip and toss your head back as the sensation of finally being touched blows you away.

"Okay, so I just--" Twilight starts to ask.

"Just...ah! Just lick it!" you tell her, falling back against the couch as her hands and breath tease you relentlessly. Her breath stops as Twilight holds it in before moving down.

She sticks her tongue forward and presses it lightly against the base of your slit. You sit back up, desperate to watch her work. Twilight's face was mostly hidden between your legs, leaving only her bright colored eyes looking forward.

As you sit up, they look up to make eye contact with you before she drags her tongue upwards. The sudden chill makes you shiver and place a hand on the back of her head out of reflex.

"F-fuck..." you moan. She pulls away and wipes some saliva off of her chin.

"Sorry, did I mess something up?" she asks, looking up at you with eager eyes.

"The opposite, keep going, please," you ask her, spreading your legs a little wider to invite her back in.

"O-okay," she replies, slightly stunned by the vulgar display.

Her reaction doesn't really phase you, too consumed with the feeling her tongue is giving you. Twilight goes back to work, repeating the same move as before. She makes her tongue go as wide as possible, before hardening it and flicking your clit at the top. You start to pant with your tongue out at this point, kneading your chest wildly.

Each time you think that you've regained composure, you see Twilight's head between your legs. You lose it every time, falling into a sea of blissful thoughts. Eventually though, you start to feel your climax coming to force you out of the moment. You try to warn her, but are so entranced by her tongue talents that the words are lost in your throat. In their place, a series of moans and heated breaths come out in varying succession.

Twilight starts to speed up in her licking, apparently having gotten over any shame or reservation she once had. Her saliva mixes with your own fluids, making your crotch even wetter than hers had been. With a great force of will, you manage to burst the words out.

"T-Twilight, I'm c-cumming...!" you manage to moan out just as the climax takes you. Your entire body becomes heavy, making you fall to the floor as your legs twitch from the repeating waves of pleasure.

Twilight gives you one last lick, seeming to like the flavor of you as you did of hers. The last lick combines with that lewd thought to make you flinch from reflex.

"That was fun," Twilight comments, standing up before laying down next to you. Even though you’re completely still from the exhaustion, she cuddles close to you. You lazily lift one arm over her and hold her close to your body as she rests on your right breast like a cushion.

The way she treats your bust size is cute, with her nuzzling against you affectionately. Starting to regain control from your rebelling limbs, you pet Twilight's head softly.

"Can I say something else now?" Twilight asks, still resting her bare body against yours.

"Of course," you tell her. Twilight goes quiet for a small moment before starting to trace a finger across your stomach. Even you could tell what she was going to say this time. A romantic phrase of some type no doubt, probably something like--

"Can we just stay like this for a bit before getting back to it?"

You smile down at her. "Whatever you want, Twi."

In truth, the lack of a romantic statement hurt. Not to say you’re touchy-feely about this whole scenario, and you actually are enthusiastic about starting up again, but still, it feels kind of hollow if she’s doing this just for sex. Weird how you can feel used like that without her even saying anything.

You look down at Twilight still resting against you. She looks too sweet to be that mean to you. So why did you think she might be? Twilight looks up at you and opens her eyes, holding both of you in a stare for a moment. Her body shifts against you, reminding you of both of your nakedness. And then it hits you why she didn't say anything. To her, just this little moment was statement was enough.

She’s a shy girl, scared of even wearing a bikini at the beach. Having another naked girl lay down with her was a pretty big step up. Finally putting those thoughts to rest, you bend your head down to kiss her again. She returns it quickly before pulling away to rest on you again. Without the fear of her using you, your libido returns in full at the sight of her body against yours.

A grin comes across your face and the hand on her hair starts to move south. It’s a good thing she’s so short, you think as the hand slides down her spine. She squeezes her arms and legs against you, stiffening at the sensual touch. You have to bend slightly, but you eventually reach her butt and rub it slowly. Twilight pushes away from you before covering her pussy and rolling onto her back.

"You could've just said you were ready..." she complains to her side.

"Are you saying you didn't like it?" you ask her, turning to face her.

"...No," she replies, turning back to you. Her free hand moves over and grabs the one that had traced down her back. She looks at you expectantly, waiting for you to ask something else.

"Well, what do you want to do now?" you ask her.

"M-me? Well, I heard about this thing some lesbians do..." she trailed off.

"Oh? And what's that?" you ask jokingly. The way she refers to "some lesbians," is almost comical when she has another girl lying next to her.

"You know...the one where one of them is on top of the other, and they're heads are...you know..." she drifts off again, obviously embarrassed by having to say it out loud.

"You mean 69'ing?" you finish. You’re slightly embarrassed as well, but seeing her cute reactions gives you enough confidence to sound like you know what you’re talking about.

"Y-yes. Do you want to?" she asks, looking to you with large blushes on her cheek. Placing your other hand on her cheek, you feel the heat of the blush and smile.

"Sure. Top or bottom?" you ask her. Twilight looks to your hand before taking her hand from the one holding yours and slides it over the one on her cheek.

"I-I'd like to be on top," she says putting on a brave face. It was odd, but no matter what expression she has her face always looks as cute as it can. How could you say no to something as beautiful as that?

"Go ahead," you tell her, pulling your arms back to your sides. She sits up on the bed and looks at your body to try and work out how she’ll maneuver over it. Once again, you feel her eyes move over your body, this time with even less covering you then before.

Is it wrong too find it so exciting? Twilight eventually stops and moves over you, turning around so her ass hangs above your chest. She pushes back until her pussy is right over your face. It’s quite the view, giving you a chance to finally see it with your own eyes.

"Um, c-could you...?" Twilight asks, tugging at your panties, which are still hanging on your thighs.

"Oh, sure," you say, lifting your legs so she take them off completely. As Twilight takes them off, you watch her ass move in small motions from the work.

Finally tossing them to the side, she bends over again, showing you her spread pussy. Twilight lowers herself onto her elbows and places both hands on your thighs. You reach up and spread her pussy with your thumb, letting you get a better view of your fingers' earlier work.

She gasps at the touch before shoving her face into one of your thighs, letting her soft hair fall across your slit. The teasing feeling makes you bite your lower lip before grabbing her thighs. Her legs push further towards the wall, lowering her body until it presses gently against yours. Twilight's breasts press against your waist, while your breast press against hers as well. Being bigger than hers, your chest also brushed somewhat against her crotch.

Your spread her ass with your other hand and lean in to give her pussy a long and slow lick. Starting at the clit, you drag it in a zigzagging path across her spread lips. She lifts her head over your own pussy and lets out a low moan into yours, making you shudder slightly.

Not faltering from her joining in on the licking, you reach the end of her slit and pull back. It’s like the taste of her juices on your fingers, but with a much softer texture to it. The feeling of her tongue against you is electric, the feeling pushing you to increase your own speed.

Pausing in your pattern, you lazily flick her clit with your tongue as you think of another move. Remembering when you fingered her, the idea suddenly comes to you.

Twilight starts to mimic your method, obviously finding it better than the simple lick. Hardening your tongue, you stick it out as far as you can and spread her pussy further. Sliding it around the rim of her vagina, you tease her before pressing your tongue in.

It doesn't get very far in, but your lips pressing against it drove her wild. Twilight starts to moan into her pussy, making you join her in turn. Pulling away suddenly, you take in gulps of air before going back to kiss her slit.

You kiss her up and down across her spread lips, letting your tongue get some rest. She begins doing something similar, moving her head now as opposed to just her tongue. Both of you have cum recently, so there’s some resistance from both sides. Not for long however, as you start to feel another rise of heat in your stomach.

"I-I think I'm close," Twilight says breathlessly.

"M-me too," you reply, voice shaking from the strain of pleasure.

Both of you return to your work as soon as you finish talking, unable to bear being apart from it. You continue to lick at her pussy for a minute or so more before Twilight starts to move.

"H-hold on," she says, swiveling around.

She gets up on her knees and starts masturbating over you while groping herself. Enchanted by the sight and driven mindless by your near orgasm, you join her and begin rubbing your own pussy as well.

Twilight then leans forward into a fall, pressing her own breasts against yours. Watching her was nothing compared to actually feeling her hands frantically rubbing one out above you.

"Twilight, I'm--!" you try to tell her before she cuts you off with a kiss.

Both your face, and hers, are spattered with the juices from both of your pussies. Within the kiss, both of your cum and both of your saliva mixed together on your faces. Her tongue works it's way into yours and you copy, letting her take the lead.

Suddenly, she pulls away and gasps as she climaxes on top of you. Pulled in by the sight of her, you join in and finish together as she lets out a rattling moan. After a brief moment of strength, she collapses on top of you and begins panting.

Finishing your own orgasm, you join her after pulling your arms out from under her. You let them rest limply on either side of you, while Twilight tucks them in underneath your head.

She continues to rest on your chest, occasionally gulping between recovering breaths. Perhaps you’ve said it before, but she’s impossibly cute.

Twilight continues to breathe haltingly before her breath returns to normal.

"T-that was amazing," she states in a daze, staring off to the side as she begins to feel around the back of your head.

"I know, I was there," you joke, eliciting a small laugh from the both of you. Dying down to a chuckle, you lift one of your arms up and start petting her once again. She closes her eyes and sighs softly at your touch.

Both of you stay like this for a few moments longer, basking in the afterglow of your shared orgasm.

"S-so...what do we do now?" Twilight eventually asks. You look down at her to see her eyes are open and she had a worried look on her face.

"You want to do more?" you ask, hoping she will let you rest a bit longer.

She shakes her head and pauses before continuing. "No, I mean with us... what do we do now?" she asks, pressing tightly against your body.

Those fears from early come back to you. Is this just a fling? Do you really care for her, or are you just horny and decided to use her?

But then Twilight does something that shocks you. She places her face between your chest and hugs you tightly. You're stunned for a moment before you return the hug and smile. This isn't a fling. You aren't really sure what this is, but it feels right. Just feeling her body against yours brings the words to your lips.

"We do what feels right," you tell her.

She doesn't move from her hug immediately, holding it for a few moments longer. Eventually though, she looks up at you with wide eyes. "I... I think I love you," she says quietly, as if the words scare her.

You smile down to her, finally hearing the romantic words you've waited for. "I love you too,” you tell her before placing a kiss on her head. She goes quiet again and you start to worry if she’s re-thinking her words when she sits up.

"Hey... the air is back on," she comments, pointing to the ceiling.

Turns out you two didn't hear it over the sounds of your late night “study session”. You sit up next to her and tilt your head to confirm that it has come back on.

"Huh, wonder how long it’s been back," you say, placing your hands at your side. Twilight stands up and moves back over to the table where both of your work still lays in an unkempt pile. Moving some papers, she once again finds her phone and clicks it awake.

"Ten minutes past midnight...We've been at it for more than half an hour," she says, looking back to you.

"Guess we lost track of the time," you reply with a small shrug.

Twilight sits down in the chair and looks back to her work. She sits with her legs closed, to your slight disappointment.

"We still have a load of work to do..." she comments before looking down and noticing her nudity and covering up. Another blush comes to her face as she finds her skirt and slides it on without any underwear.

"Well, it was study work anyway," you remind her, trying to calm her down before she starts to freak out.

"Just study work? I've never heard you say that before," she says, sitting down again.

"I've also never slept with you before," you reply with a smile. She smiles as well, looking down in embarrassment at the lewd reply.

"Besides, we should just relax after all of that," you tell her, laying sideways on the bed. Your glasses are slipping down your nose again, so you push them back up.

"I guess you're right..." she says, drifting off in an unsure tone. She’s looking down with a regretful expression that makes you worry about her.

"Come over here," you say, waving her back to you. Twilight obeys the call, but looks reserved again as she takes the space on the edge of the bed where you roll from.

"I-I've never wasted so much study time before, what will this mean about all my schedules? Will I have too--" she starts to complain before you cut her off with a kiss.

The second your lips touch she goes quiet and melts into your grip again. She doesn't pull against you at all, staying in the kiss until you cut it off.

Her eyes drift downward as she pulls away, not to look over your body but instead to return to her worried thoughts. You place a hand under her chin and lift her face back up to yours.

"Whatever happens, we'll find a way to make it work, okay? We're two smart girls, we can figure it out," you assure her.

Twilight regains her smile, closing her eyes and hugging tightly against you once more. "You're right. I'm sorry for worrying so much..." she apologizes.

"Don't be, you're even cuter when you're all worried. Just try not to let it ruin this, okay?" you ask her, returning the hug.

"Okay," she whispers in return. Both of you hold each other in a loving hug as you drift off to sleep. This is, after all, a very late and tiring night for the both of you.

Twilight dreams of her missed work and having you comfort and protect her from the teachers. You dream of Twilight in an array of ill-fitting costumes.

Despite being a dream, you remember the nurse outfit easily being the sexiest.

EPILOGUE

You and Twilight once again sit at the table, once more doing some work. Twilight’s working on some complex physics related worksheet while you research alternative fuel sources. Both of you are distracted however by your phones with the clock apps running.

Between every few problems or sentences, you and her will peek at the clocks. Despite the calm appearance, both of you’re actually very stressed at the moment. A new schedule has been made to encompass both your dating and other relationships.

Around a minute left.

You add some more notes, finishing off one book and opening up another before marking the page. Twilight straightens out her papers, having clearly finished her work at around the same time. Both of you place your materials down neatly before looking up to each others eyes.

Two alarms go off on both of your phones, which are quickly silenced as you both unlock them. You lock eyes with her once more and wait for her to speak.

"So... do you remember the plan for today?" she asks you, finally standing up.

"Sure do," you reply, standing up as well.

"Great, then let's double check it. We go out to dinner with our friends," she starts to list.

"Tell them we're dating, answer any questions, then leave," you continue as you move to grab your purse.

"Make sure to ease into it and not be blatant about it. And once we leave, head straight home," she adds, putting on a light jacket.

"Once home, relax for a moment, then hit the shower," you say, pausing at the door.

"Take turns in the shower, clean ourselves afterward and then into bed," Twilight replies, moving to the door waiting for you to move.

"And just to be clear, by take turns, you mean...?" you ask with a smile. Twilight blushes and rolls her eyes at your light teasing.

"By take turns I mean... going down on each other... satisfied?" she finishes with a small pout.

"Not until the shower," you joke before giving her a quick kiss. You move your arm out of the way and follow her out to the car.

It sure is nice dating a girl like Twilight who knows how to make a proper schedule.

THE END