Stories to keep to yourself.

I stood in the Workshop, molding a few crystals. "There we--"

A sharp whistle caught my attention, Cider watching me work from the entry. "What's that?"

I set a mold down on the floor and looked over to her. "Cider, don't you have work?"

Cider frowned at me and flicked her hat up. "Well dang, if you're gonna be all pissy 'bout it."

"No- tsh, no.... I'm just--" I hurried over to the railing and leaned my chest against it. "Cider...you're a little distracting."

Cider shoved off a wall and back over to me. "Well heck, I think ya made it pretty clear ya like lookin' at me. I didn't think you'd turn down the company." She frowned softly and stretched her arms, a prevalent farmer's tan sending a two-toned pattern over her arms. "And no, ain't got nothing else to do. Plants ain't comin' in yet, and apples are still budding flowers."

I leaned my forehead against the railing. "So you don't have work, and you decided to come hang out with me?"

Cider shrugged. "Darcy said she had to go take care of somethin' and your other little friend, the blondey--"

"You're blonde!" I thrust my hand out, pointing at her head.

Cider flicked her head to the side. "You know who I meant--"

I took a deep breath. "Cider... I uh.... You know how--" I let out a sharp growl, starting to get angry at myself. "Cider I'm gonna wear your fucking hat!"

Cider cocked an eyebrow. "Partner...did you just--"

"Yes, yes I did. Now are you gonna do something about it or are we just gonna stand here? Because you know how I feel, and if we do this, it's a one off--"

Cider glared at me. "Oh, that right?"

I nodded. "Yes, exactly so."

Cider walked over and leaned in towards me, resting her arms on the railing next to my head. "You're--"

"Do you want to fuck? Yes, I'm asking you exactly that." I pushed off the railing and into the shop floor. "God damn...I can only watch you walk around for so long before I at least ask!"

Cider stared at me as I paced about. "Partner...you really are just throwin' it out there."

"Would you rather I piss about?"

Cider laughed softly. "I suppose not." She caught her breath and looked to the door. "So what, you're just askin' for a- what they call it--"

"One night stand, I believe is the colloquialism."

Cider rolled her eyes. "Sure.... No romance, no gushy mush or anything like that?"

I rubbed my face. "I'd rather avoid it if possible. Like I said, you're hot, I would do things to your body, you seem nice and all but I'm really not looking for a marefriend."

Cider shook her head. "Just sex?"

"Should I have lied? I haven't been able to masturbate since I've been here and it's starting to get a bit painful. Look, if you're not interested just tell me to shut up!"

Cider ran her thumb across her cheek, letting it flick off the tip of her nose. "I ain't said that, now have I?"

"Well then say something!" I clasped my head in my hands. "Gods above, I don't think I could have been more transparent!"

Cider coughed roughly. "You know...we do this, gonna be a bit awkward for us."

"Doesn't have to be...." I leaned against a wall. "We're two adults...to my knowledge we're both single, there is absolutely no reason two grown ponies cannot go and let off steam with one another."

Cider grew a thick smile. "You gonna use me?"

I planted my hooves and turned to face her. "Cider...I would use your body hard."

Cider grew a bit red. "I uh...dang.... Said that all stern like."

I walked up to her. "Cider...honestly, yes or no? You're not going to hurt my feelings, and I surly hope I haven't hurt yours."

Cider turned away and let her tail wrap around the railing. "Now, if'in I said I wanted something more?"

I shook my head and walked up to her. "Cider...I would love to get to know you better, and that's what it would take. I mean, Darcy and I get along well enough, mostly because she's there most of the time I go out. But I'm really not looking for all that right now." I held my hands out, my voice cracking as I spoke. "I'm horny...you're hot...I asked if you wanted to have sex, that's it. Now can I get an answer or are we just going to stare at each other?"

Cider took a deep breath and wiped off the tip of her nose. "Partner...this stays between me and you."

I sighed loudly, my heart starting to race. "Fine by me." I walked up to the entry, starting to follow Cider as she walked outside.

Cider stuck her hand out and blocked the door. "Glass, I ain't doin' this just because ya ain't the worst bite in the apple."

I sighed and flopped my arms against my sides. "Again, you live on a farm with most ponies blood related. I figured you might be a bit--"

"Partner...you're gonna shut up, follow me, and we keep this physical." Cider grabbed me by my collar. "One night--"

"It's noon, but whatever I'll shut up now."

I followed Cider into the barn just outside Sweet Apple Acres. "Alright, alright." I ran in and started undoing my shirt as Cider locked the door. I pulled my shirt off and flung it away. A quick turn to the slender Apple mare later and I was gone, out of my own head and into the mindset of some horny animal.

I ran up to her, sliding my hands around her waist and up her vest. She let out a sharp gasp as I pressed myself against her. The lock on the barn jostled loudly as I pressed my clothed erection against her. "Damn, Glass!" Cider rested against the door as I buried my face in her hair. "Glass, dang partner!"

I caught my breath and slowed down. "Celestia's ass.... Sorry, just uh...just...you know." I found myself pressed against her, sandwiching Cider against the barn door. "So...."

Cider thrust her hips into my groin. "Partner...ya gonna do something?"

I bit my lip. "Cider...promise me we'll still talk."

Cider looked back, blushing across her cheeks. "Not about this...."

I could help but laugh. "I meant-- Don't like...please don't ignore me or treat me different than normal."

Cider tried to turn around. "Partn--" I held her in place. "Damn, Glass!" She caught her breath. "We're friends...and maybe this ain't exactly friendly...but we uh.... We're gonna roll...that's all. Ain't gonna go askin' ya to take me out, ain't gonna bug ya too much--"

I buried my face into the back of her neck and slid my hands up to her lower chest. "Thank you...."

Cider's voice went shallow as I licked her skin. "I uh.... I uh.... Uh.... Friends...."

We were going to end up having sex and never being able to look each other in the eye, I knew, but if this is how I ended up not being able to talk to her, I couldn't think of a better way. "Cider I'm gonna fuck you so hard-" I slid my hands up until I was touching the underside of her bra, "-Mmmm, you won't walk right for a week."

Cider lost control of her breathing as I dry humped her jean-short covered ass. "Damn partner--"

I couldn't help it, she'd been hanging around the forge since I'd flirted with her, and I really couldn't let this slip by. I was no stranger to casual sex, but somehow I knew we wouldn't end up talking much afterwards. "You're so beautiful." I pulled her bra down, getting a sharp gasp as her nipples pressed against my palm, hard as rocks. I cupped her breasts and leaned against her. I felt like I was going to rip my pants open like some cheap comic character any moment. Each tweak of her nipple, each supple squeeze of her body's tender areas, I was lost to common sense.

I slipped my hands free to the sound of a mare's panting. I shoved her against the door and slid my hands down from her tight ass to her muscular legs, spreading her slightly. Every feature of her backside was prominently displayed thanks to her shorts, overly tight and barely past her cuite mark. It was past the time of talking, it was about the time two late teens fucked like animals.

I ducked down and pressed my face against her pussy, plump and warm even when locked behind her rough jeans. I had her bent over, presenting herself to me, just because I had the sheer gall to try.

Never win if you don't try.

I licked her outlined pussy, the rough cottons jeans barely a distraction when compared to the low moan and hard shudder I got from the Apple mare. I hugged her lap, sucking and licking at her pussy laying just beyond her jeans. I kept on, mind going blank as I left a large wet patch on her slit.

"Alright, enough of that shit." I stood up and slid my hands over her jeans, yanking them down over her bare skin and across her soft coat. I didn't bother pissing around with her panties, instead letting them come off and lay around her leg like the jeans. Before long I was back, face to face with fresh mare pussy, dripping wet and sticky. Her nub was winking every so often, flitting open her warm pink slit as I breathed against her.

Cider let out a warm coo as I pressed my tongue against her nub, pressing down hard and sliding my tongue through her squishy folds and up her pussy. Gooey juice gathered around my tongue as I lapped at her, digging deep with each drag of my tongue. The smell was sweaty, light body odor mixed with the smell of barn hay.

I kept on until she lifted her leg and gave out such a subtle twitch I wouldn't have noticed it if not for the fact I was dead pressed between them. "Glass." I pulled back, my tongue coated in sweet Cider. I pressed my tongue against her ass, getting a sharp yelp from the quick jab. "Dear Celestia!"

I hopped up and pulled my pants down. "I told you...horny...." I lined my self up in a flash, jamming my pony cocktip against her warm, needy, pussy. "Oh my god...Cider...I'm gonna fucking cum so deep inside you." I slid my hand up her back, forcing her shirt up.

I pressed forward, smothering my cock in warm wet pussy meat. I felt my body shake as I squeezed deep into Cider's cunt. I let out a hot moan as I slid sloppily inside. Lewd squelches and warm twitches massaged my entire being, stoking my fire as I started to piston in and out of the orange assed mare. Each thrust was capped off with a moan from cider and a loud metallic jangle from the barn lock.

I held her in place by her waist and went to work, Cider resting against the barn door with both arms crossed. She looked so peaceful, so happy to be serviced, eyes closed, body tight from waist to hoof, yet loose from waist up. Her toned body smooth and rippling as I jammed her full of cock meat.

I simply focused on the wet glide as I sped up, slamming into her with all my weight, forcing myself deep inside the moaning mare. Tickles and tingles, twitches and throbs, the flick of her clit against my balls as I held myself deep inside her, inceminating her, making her mine. Thick cream spilling out as I filled her womb and lost myself to the sticky warm goo dripping from her lips.

"Bah!" I jumped awake, smack dab where I'd settled down in Rarity's bed. "What?! Cider?!" I looked around, the sun hanging just above the window. "What?" I scratched my head, scared and confused of the strange dream. "...Why do I feel wet?"