Stories to keep to yourself.

by a guy with many hats

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance, Slice of Life, Human
Length: 9453

Collection of clop shorts involving a broad selection of OC and NonOC

Collection of clop shorts involving a broad selection of OC and NonOC

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-04-01 04:29:24 UTC

A Story About Marin

I watched Marin slowly make her way past the doorway. "So...Harvest Festival was fun." She swatted the wall with her tail. "My parents wont be home until after it stops snowing."

I stretched my legs, my hooves aching from the long day of classes and the constant frost. "Oh?"

Marin slowly trotted around the wall, lifting her hooves high and flitting her tail up with each step. "So...I was thinking you could stay over." She rubbed up against everything, slowly trotting past my view and off to my right. "Spend the night with me, maybe spend tomorrow too."

I let out a long groan, stretching out my legs. "I don't know... I'd really rather just head home, get--"

Marin blew past the back of my neck. I felt a massive shiver run down my spin, landing square in the base of my tail. "Really Glass? Should I be more obvious?"

I shook my body, adjusting back into the seat as Marin laid her forelegs next to my head. "Marin please...I'm really tired." I reached up and pet her cheek, getting a nuzzle in return. "I'll stay the night, but I really just need to get some sleep."

Marin kissed the side of my head. "That's fine. You close your eyes and let me take care of you." Her hooves sounded off as I closed my eyes, letting the warm cushy seat eat me. I hung on the edge of consciousness, only kept awake by the sound of hooves on thin carpet. "Just lay back and relax."

I grumbled and moaned as Marin slowly walked around the couch. "Please Marin...I just need to go to bed, I'll spend time with you tomorrow." I brought my hands to my eyes, trying to block out the dim candlelight. "Marin please--"

"Shh, I'm here. You relax." She rubbed my thigh with a hoof and grabbed me with her magic. "I want to make you feel better, now please, just relax."

I let my arms flop against my side as I my pants were yanked off. "Marin come on...I'm so damn tired."

Marin ignored me and rubbed just above my privates. "Shh, I'll take care of you, I promise. Now, relax, let me work, and enjoy."

I grunted softly as I flopped out, my body on autopilot. "Marin... really?"

I flinched hard, grabbing the blanket laid over her sofa as she kissed me. "Yes." She drew a breath past my rod, forcing my muscles to tighten up like crazy. My hands were buried in a soft blanket, my body was laid in a deep cushion. I was immobile, I was at my mare's mercy. I tried to keep from whimpering as she dragged her tongue over my tender flesh, rough and slimy. "You taste good."

I kept my eyes closed and carefully move one of my hands to the back of Marin's head, digging my fingers against her mane. "Please...."

Marin kept on, wrapping me up in a slobbery warmth. I couldn't help but sigh, the smooth glide of her lips along my shift, the feeling of her tongue slipping and sliding across my tender head, each gag and gluk as she bobbed. It was warm, it was pleasant, it made me wiggle and squirm, but I couldn't focus enough to properly enjoy it.

I kept my hand against her head, more laying there than holding her. I went to a calmer place, a place I'd been to once before yet not at all. "Mmh." I let the girl work my shaft, the hot muscle contracting around me, slimy and organic. Each dive back down, each cringe as she tried to take me deeper, it was bliss. I tightened my grip on the mare's head, her tongue popping out and reaching far. My lower half was insanely hot, leaving me wallowing in the constant throb of my muscles.

I could see her face, the face of a hero, an Equestrian classic that everypony wanted to bed. She was on me, she was suckling me, treating me so well, and soon enough I'd lay a warm load across her tongue. She was mine, wrapped up around me. Rainbow mane laid against my lap as she enjoyed her feast. The constant dips into her tight throat tipping me over my already crumbling edge.

I felt her stop, drawing me back into her mouth as I spurted out my apparently tasty seed. Her tongue lapped against my tip, accepting my cum like a gift from the gods. I laid it thick against the groove of her tongue, letting the drooling mare have her prize. "Oh gods.... Rainbow Dash...."

Rainbow Dash pulled back. "Rainbow Dash!?" Marin's voice filled my half dead ears. "Are you fucking kidding me?!"

I felt myself shiver as my cock was laid bare and cold in the frosty living room. "Mmm, what? Marin?" I opened my eyes, blurry pictures lit by candlelight greeted me. The sound of Marin's coughing filled the air as I came to. "What happened?"

"Yes Marin!" She forced herself up onto my lap, staring at me, red in the face, white on her lips. "Did you seriously just call me Rainbow Dash?!"

"Oh fuck...." I pulled my hand to my head, covering my eyes and leaning back into her couch. "I'm so sorry--"

"Sorry!?" Marin slammed her hooves into my stomach. "You're gonna be sorry! We're done Glass, we're fucking done!" She shoved off me, turning towards the door into the corridors. "Get the buck out of here!"

I sat on her couch, splayed out and exhausted. "Marin please--"

"Get out right now!" She stomped her hoof and threw my pants through the door. "Right now, before I call the guard!"

I huffed angrily and sat upright. "Marin I told you I was tired! I told you--"

"I let you cum in my mouth and you call me another mare!? You're a fucking asshole!" She grabbed my wrist with her magic and started yanking me towards the door. "Get out, get out and never come back, Glass!"

I stumbled blindly towards the door. "Are you really going to throw me out into the snow at midnight?! Marin--" The door slammed shut behind me, leaving me to blearily look around the frigid corridor. A few homeless ponies sitting about and seeking refuge from the permanent frost that reigned outside the thick walls of Storm Side. The smell of cheap air freshener seeped in from above.

And here I stood, alone, exhausted, spent, and cold. "God damn it Marin...."

Celestia's old chapter from V-A

I hurried up the steps of Canterlot spire, deciding to set my pride aside and take her up on the, company, she offered. I hurried up and took a quick pause as a pair of guards looked me over. "Yo...she asked--"

One of the guards cut me off, "Yeah...she told us." The guards stepped out of the way, "...Please don't...ruin, the princess...."

I pointed at the guard as I walked up to the door, "I make no promises...because if I can get it up with a horse...it's gonna happen."

The guards cringed in their own ways and grumbled angrily. I ignored them and pushed on into the next room, finding it dimly lit with Celestia on a large bed off towards the rear. I was spotted immediately, "Able, good--"

I started unbuttoning my coat as I walked over, "Look, save the formalities. We both know what this is...."

Celestia made an annoyed face, "Able...I asked you up here for a few reasons."

"Yeah, but let's be honest...it was for sex." I finished up with my coat, making sure the makeshift buttons and latches were all undone.

"Well, you're being blunt about it."

"Yes...yes I am. Because if I'm gonna do this, then I'm not about to piss around."

Celestia watched as I threw my tattered white coat to the side, the patches and stitching starting to tear once again. "Able...I could have that mended for you."

I looked at the coat, a parting gift from Ben after his death. It was robust, the thick cotton weave durable and strong, but when thrown through the wastes and my explorations around Canterlot, it was beginning to wear once again. "Maybe, I uh, gonna admit, it's not the most pressing matter."

"Speaking of...didn't somepony say you had a problem with ponies?" She adjusted herself on her bed, pushing her flank to the edge and covering herself with her tail. "Something about us being horses?"

I took a deep breath as I stared at the huge white flanks, hips accentuating her form and showing me to quite a tease as she flicked her tail ever so slightly. "Horses don't talk of war...horses don't understand hell, that's why we ride them, they're stupid." I unbuttoned my shirt, hands running down the scars on my side. "You might look like a horse...but...brain...thing.... Look, I'm past the point of carrying, and any excuse I could make would just be so much bullshit."

"Hmmm? Pwheere?" Celestia mocked, turned away and pointing her muzzle to the ceiling, "Heeruh, phuh." She continued to make horse noises, whining, nickering and snorting at me like a feral.

I buried my face in my shirt, dragging it down my face and letting it drop to the floor, "Can you not?" I started taking my fatigues off, "You keep it up and I'm gonna be pushing rope."

Celestia rolled her eyes, "What a wonderful image...."

I finished with my pants, tossing them aside and getting some fresh air on my body. "You know what's a wonderful image? My fucking a horse ass sideways...on a pillow...." I rubbed my nose and looked around the room. "...You really do look like a horse...I just want you to know that."

Celestia took up an unamused gaze, "I can change to be smaller if you want...if size is the--"

I started shaking my head. "No...then it would just like I'm a pedophile horse fucker...instead of just a horse fuck-" I felt an extreme flash of heat come over me, followed by a blinding light, by the time my vision cleared I was a foot and a half shorter, "-er-- What the fuck?" I asked, looking around.

Celestia started giggling like mad, "You're orange...why are you orange? I was expecting a white, maybe a brown or grey, not orange."

I tried flexing my fingers, finding my hands unresponsive. "What's orange?!" I looked down, spotting a hazy orange patch where my nose should be. "...Alright...you think this is funny?" I looked around, afraid to move lest I never get up. "I can recognize this crap, now change me back!"

Celestia pouted hard and sent another blinding light around my person. I felt myself stand upright and stumble about, "There...happy?"

I looked down over my body, taking a single glace down at my hands before letting out a sharp gasp. "What the fuck!? My- my fucking finger!" I clutched my left middle finger, "This...what is this!?"

Celestia let out a long sigh, "I matched it to your right, why, is it wrong?"

I took a deep breath and walked over to her flank, slapping it and digging into her flesh with each and every finger. Celestia let out a sharp gasp as I dragged my nails against her hearty flank. The warm sensation of her silky coat and the actual heat of her body burning into my fingers was amazing. "Nope...and I can flip off twice as many people now...." I dragged my hands towards her rear, "And...other things."

Celestia's sweet and tender voice was turned husky and guttural as she let out a quick succession of moans. "Able...don't sla--"

I reached over her, sliding my body against hers and sandwiching my member between my stomach and her thigh. I grabbed her by the cheeks, turning her to face me. "Don't tell me what to do in bed...I know, what to do in bed."

Celestia looked a bit stunned, mouth haning open like an idiot as I pushed her onto her stomach with my free hand. "I uh...I--"

I cut her off, sticking my index finger in her mouth, "...If we're doing this, we're doing it my way...so shut the fuck up and let me work." I pulled at Celestia's lip, dragging it out of her mouth and pressing it against her lip. "Okay baby, you just let me work that ass raw." I ran my hand up and down her side, massaging her ribs and the muscles in her back. "Gonna just, stuff you-" I gave a quick thrust, pulling back and jamming myself against the base of her tail, "-so damn full!" another thrust, this one dragging my shaft across her tender asshole, "Just gonna paint your insides white...just like the good little pony slut you are...."

Celestia's wings flared out with a loud, thoom, one slamming into my side and the other shooting out to full length. "Able I don't--"

I pulled her head back into place, staring at me. "Bitch, did I say you could talk!?" I moved my free hand to join my first, holding a cheek in each hand and staring at her, "I'm in charge now...I've got the dick, I've got the fucking power! Not some prissy white princess bitch!" Once again, Celestia was left stunned, her mouth hanging just open enough to look confused, "What...you gonna talk!? Go ahead, open your mouth, I'll fucking fill it for you!"

I adjusted myself to her right, letting my left hand travel back and press against her pussy. "Fucking dripping wet...are you kidding me?" I slid the ridge of my index finger up and down her slit, "Submissive bitch, I'd expect something like this from farm girls, not a fucking princess!"

Celestia's voice went ragged, her face still locked on with my own, "I--"

I shook her by her chin, "Shut up." I finished slathering my hand in her fluids, pulling it up to her face and showing my glistening fingers to her. "You proud of this? I treat you like a fuck puppet and you soak yourself!? Equestria's leader, maiden of a nation, about to cum from an alien with a power trip...imagine what ponies would say...."

Celestia was glowing red, her eyes jammed shut as she tried to look down. I forced her to keep her head facing me. "I'm not just a princess...I'm...I'm a mare too--"

"You're not a mare!" I jammed my fingers into her mouth, sliding the slick digits past her lips and pressing my fingertips against her tongue. "You're a filly...a mare wouldn't be this wet...a mare wouldn't be enjoying this. No...you're just a little filly, pretending to know what they're doing and trying to play with the big boys."

I could feel Celestia gently licking at my fingers, pitifully searching for some infantile comfort in the act. "Open your eyes," I demanded, shifting myself over her, body perfectly lined up with hers. My rod was rock hard, aching and ready to bury itself deep into mare pussy, but I wasn't about to give this greedy bitch what she wanted that easy. I forced her head around, pulling her to the left and moving my right hand to her neck, taking a handful of ethereal mane to keep myself in place.

She let out a short whimper as I pulled her mane. "Hey...I said open your eyes!" I yelled, leaning to the left and adjusting myself. I was in a rather precarious way, leaning over her body, waist pressed against her plot and hands reaching to her head, my back hunched over but not enough to press my chest against her back. It wasn't the most dominant pose I could muster, but I simply wasn't tall enough to attempt it another way.

I yanked her mane, causing her tongue to press against my fingers and eyes to clench even hard. "Bitch you open your eyes!" I ground my cock up and down her slit, soaking it in a comfortable amount of slightly sticky ooze, "Open your damn eyes before I shove my cock in your ass!"

Celestia answered by pressing her long flat tongue against the split of my fingers and holding her eyes closed. I tugged at her mane, pushing my cock up and jamming my tip against the fat base of her tail. "Is that what you want? You want a rock hard dick in your tight little asshole?"

"Mmmmhmm." She mumbled into my fingers, trying to nod her head.

I scoffed, tanking yet another handful of velvet soft hair in my hand. I did my best to guide myself into place without letting go, but it was futile. Between the close contact, the overwhelming sensation in my cock and the debilitating scent of sweat and musk I was going to have to guide myself by hand.

I was stuck between two rough losses. I would either have to remove my fingers, letting go of the warm needy lust of Celestia's tongue and soft lips, or I would lose stability and a big chunk of control when I let go of her mane. But both proved unnecessary as an electric tingle took hold of my rod and guided my tip to Celestia's soft tender asshole, the warm hole twitching as I pressed forward to keep myself from slipping out of position.

I pulled Celestia's lower jaw open, "Did I say you could do that?" I hooked my fingers around her teeth, pinning her tongue against the floor or her mouth. She tried to speak, giving me a chance to grab her tongue, coating my hand in warm saliva and sending a wonderfully sloppy sensation across my fingers as her tongue wiggled about.

I started pressing my hips forward, feeling her pucker start to give way and embrace me with the red hot muscle inside. It was rough, the heat overwhelming as I threatened to slip forward and slide my juice coated member straight in. But I was going to go slow, I was going to savor every second of jamming my shaft into her needy little hole.

"Come on-" I grunted, prodding her and sending driblets of pre into her. The room stank of sweat, the beautifully disgusting smell that should by all rights disgust me to no end, simply drove me more towards an animal state. Any pretense of control or care was washed away by Celestia's breathy voice crying out as I poked her most guarded spot. I had all but conquered her, body and mind was going to be mine, even if it was only for a short time.

"Come one...let's hear what it sounds like when you stab a princess...." I groaned, pressing hard and feeling a sloppy organic texture against my tip. I was ready, she was ready ,but I had to make her earn it. I wanted to hear her voice crack, I wanted to hear the once soft and gentle mare cry out as I took her, as she took me, name and body.

I was on an amazing power trip. The prospect of having something of supposedly absolute power, a god, under my body, calling my name, it was amazing. I had the ruler of a land asking, no, begging me for release. I held the tongue of a god between my fingers, reducing her to a panting mumble mouthed slut, just waiting for that gratifying moment of pleasure. Celestia too was letting herself slip.

I'd seen it before, majors or captains in the army turning to domination, begging to feel helpless just to escape the constant strain of command. I could only imagine the sickening joy she was getting, being treated like an object, being commanded, being guided through every step, not having to think for herself for the first time in ages. All she had to do was lay there, follow my simple commands, and reap the rewards of sexual bliss.

And as I did finally push past her entrance, slipping myself inside her with the aid of her body's natural lube, Celestia did the greatest thing. She moaned.

She moaned loudly, breathily, needily. A constant low moan with an occasional whimper rang true as I buried myself deep into her burning muscles, not stopping to let her adjust and invading her deepest point. It was a challenge. The constantly increasing pressure as I pushed further and further, her muscles growing stronger and more strained as I plumbed new depths. But the heat, the burning warm of her slowly slickening insides was marvelous. Hot enough to melt lead, tight enough to turn coal into diamonds, but I held strong, hilting and slamming my hips into her flanks. The hearty, whap, that followed was delightful.

I moved my hands, taking another fistful of mane and pulling her head straight up. Her mouth hung wide open, tongue hanging out as I removed my hand, and her only security. She put up no fight, letting me cover her mouth with no resistance. Once again her tongue lapped at my palm, eyelids fluttering as I drew back. Her backside clenched up, trying to keep me from uprooting myself from her plot. But I had the leverage, I was in charge, and now I was sliding myself in and out of a royal asshole.

I was in both agony and joy. Each thrust would sent a ripple of pleasure through the edge of my head and right into my tip. It was amazing, enough to make me shudder and stop for a moment before driving further in. But for each thrust and pull, for each lick at my palm and muffled yelp as I yanked Celestia's mane, my rod ached. It was begging to explode, turning as solid as steel from the tight abusive flesh of Celestia's toned body and tender ass.

I kept on, the work growing easier and easier as I leaked more and more super tacky pre into her ass, mixing with the other fluids and making each dig delightfully painful for both of us. My cock was threatening to explode, Celestia's flesh tenderizing from my repeated abuse. But for each spike of pain, one of pleasure. A pulsating pleasure would nearly send me over the edge as I pulled back, letting her pucker hug my tip, and between Celestia's moans and grunts, a soft whimpering for more echoed around me.

But I finally felt my release coming. I leaned my head across Celestia's forehead, staring her eye to eye and adjusting a final time. I grabbed her by the cheeks, staring into her eyes while I hammered my pent up erection into her tenderized ass. Celestia started hyperventilating, eyes rolling back and staring into my own as she shot a spurt of thin liquid against my thighs. I kept on, reveling in the sound of her cries as I refused to let her fall into the afterglow.

"You- you fucking look at me while I cum!" I yelled, holding Celestia in place, "You fucking beg me dammit!"

Celestia licked her lips, returning her tongue to the side of her mouth as drool started to trail down her neck. "Able- I'm cumming- I'm cumming--"

I pressed my head against her hard as I felt the scales tip. "Gonna cum so deep inside your pretty little ass...." I felt it come, trying to push forth but struggling against Celestia's baking hot insides. The sheer pressure was making each inch of my cock swell with cum before finally shooting white hot loads deep into her body. I could see each and every steaming load in Celestia's face. Each spurt, each twitch sent twinges of confused pain and ecstasy through her red glowing face.

I nearly passed out as I felt my effort leave me, burying deep in Celestia and leaving me with an exhausted body and a warm cradling sensation as Celestia's magic gently squeezed my boys. I pulled out in one swift movement, shooting a final misfired load out of my tip and dribbling down my cock. I pushed Celestia into the bed and moved my hands back to her flank, staring at the hot pink gape.

"Push it out...." I commanded, stretching her flank, "Squeeze it out you bitch!"

Celestia lowered her head, leaving me to watch as milky cum bubbled up from inside her and dripped from her gaping hole. I jammed my freshly fixed middle fingers into her tender body, plunging her and drawing sticky nuggets of cum from her insides. It was beautiful, the pillaging of a temple, the defilement of a goddess, and it was all mine.

I stepped back, nearly falling to my knees as I stumbled towards a wall. I was a sticky, twitching mess, and I couldn't have been more pleased with my disgusting smell and dirty body.

But as I struggled to bring myself out of my joyous afterglow, a knock came from the door. "Yooohooo, monkey boy." Discord's voice shattered my bliss, "I've almost got your little portal don--"

I grabbed the doorknob and flung the door open, my bare body before the monster along with a freshly serviced, freshly dripping dangling rod. "Discord...it can wait."

Discord grew a bit red as he looked past me, "Oh my. Scandalous--"

"Discord...it...can...wait." I slammed the door in his face and lurched towards the bed. I landed face first against Celestia's cutiemark and felt myself drift off to the grand texture of warm flank in my mouth and the purrs of an angel praising my work and thanking me for my splattering finish.

The night, for all the earlier talk of genocide and death, had ended with a different kind of bang. And hopefully one that wouldn't leave me as mad as a three foot rapist with moose antlers taped to his head. But I had done it, I felt relieved more than anything else. For a few moments, I was safe, spent, and I knew where the next few hours of my life would lay.

I finally got to take down the authority, I had pumped the supposedly perfect princess. The mare that caused me such anger, such betray, had bent over and let me plow her.

I felt like god.

Bondage

I cleared my throat. "Goldie...what the fuck?"

Goldie looked up at me. "Bondage coffin...."

I licked my lips, looking down at the various straps and tubes that littered the inside of the padded black box. "I got that much, but my question is why you brought me here?"

Goldie stared at me, unwavering, unmoved. "Wanna go in with me?"

I shook my head quickly. "No...Goldie...you're not going in a box."

Goldie looked down to the box. "It's fine. You use machines to breathe and have protein stuff pumped--"

"Goldie...you're not going in a box." I grabbed the lid and slowly closed it. "Goldie...you need to stop...because this shit will kill you."

Goldie watched the lid snap shut. "It's safe...like, just lonely, and if--"

I shook my head. "Goldie, I care about you, I know you enjoy having stuff up your ass and up your snatch, but you really need to back up here." I pushed the box away with my hoof. "That shit...that-" I pointed to the black death box, "-that is literally a coffin."

Goldie shook her head. "Sensory deprivation--"

"Don't care." I put my arm around her and swung the white mare away. "How about dinner?" I walked the techno aged mare away from the strange box. "This fetish crap really isn't going to do you any favors...and machine assisted breathing is something for the dying."

Goldie lowered her head. "...I thought you'd get it--"

"Oh, I get it. But I care about you too much to have you lock yourself in a box and drive yourself crazy, and probably end up dead...." I squeezed her against me. "How about we go...we eat something nice, and we throw that box in the river?"

Goldie's frown hardened. "It cost a lot you know--"

"I'll pay for it...."

Goldie's frowned hardened. "You know, I don't like you judging me...you said you--"

"Goldie...really? I get the bondage thing, but do you really want to be locked in a box?"

Goldie's fingers tightened around my arm. "It would have been nice with someone else...."

"Then why don't I stay the night? Not in the box, maybe a bed, near a fire, warm and safe."

Goldie huffed angrily. "Fine...pegging?"

I felt my backside tighten up. "Uh.... I uh.... Let's go eat something."

"I'll be sub first if you want." Goldie wrapped herself around my arm. "Master...."

I felt a jolt shoot up my spine. "Um, or you could--"

"I want to be the sub first...but you're getting it up the ass after I do...." Goldie's tone was rock solid, sure of itself. "If I can't go in the box, you and me are gonna be in leather."

I rubbed my throat with my free arm. "Goldie...what is your fascination with my ass?"

"What's with your lack of fascination with mine?"

Cut Scene: Cider

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?"

Train

I rubbed up and down Darcy's ribs as she stripped off, my cock pressed hard between my undershirt and Darcy's jean covered groin. The rough texture was slightly painful, but the girl stripping down and flashing her soft tanned body to me was more than enough to distract from the rough scratching against my junk. Little by little Darcy lost her farm girl look, dropping it for sheer human borne nakedness. My heartbeat was going wild as she lifted her arms up, breasts heaving over me. Finally it fell, the one thing I'd always seen on her, even while sleeping, her bow fell against my chest.

Darcy leaned forward, hands resting against my chest, still apart from my skin by two layers. "Glass, off--"

"Right, right." I hurriedly pulled my hands away from her soft skin and tried to get undressed. "Kinda difficult with you grinding me." I pulled my coat off, then my over shirt, then my shirt, and finally, ripped from my body, my undershirt. I took a deep breath as my cock pressed up against my bare skin, my blue coat peeking over the waistband of my pants. "So pants are--"

Darcy grabbed my hand and pulled it straight to her groin. She slid my fingers up and down her jeans, the heat incredible against my fingers. Darcy leaned her hips forward, grinding against the ridge of my hand. My left hand had found itself somewhere against her side, squeezing the tight flesh around her hips. Darcy let out a sharp groan and leaned down, hands pressed up against my chest. "So this is how I shut you up."

I mumbled incoherently as I rubbed her jeans. I slid my hand down her skin, greeted by a soft fuzzy coat around her waist. Next came a soft cotton strap around her hip. My brain felt like it was sparking, my hands fumbling for the first time in three years. Darcy leaned back, hands digging into her thick hair and body thrusting her bust out while she leaned her head back. The tight skin around her stomach and chest heaved as I rubbed her, and I was truly lost in the display.

The blood was certainly not rushing to my head, and it was only made worse as Darcy slid her hands down her body. Little by little she pulled my hands away and undid her pants. Bright red legs adjusted around me. I watched her slip around, presenting to my face. "Oh dear Celestia you're beautiful." I mumbled, watching her legs swing around and straddle my head. I felt her hands grab my cock. She held me tight and leaned back, tugging at me hard and causing my hands to dig into the sheets of our tiny bed.

A deep heat pressed against my nose as a set of bright green panties fell against my face. A damp spot of soft cotton pressed against my lips as my eyes were obscured by red and green flank and panties. Darcy's tail swung over my head, the bright orange streak shining in the soft sunlight as it wrapped around the back of my head. The weight backing her squishy backside smothered me, my nose and mouth growing damp as I opened and let her plump pussy sit against my tongue.

I reached up, grabbing whatever I could. Soft coat, smooth skin, didn't matter. I held on and squeezed as I suckled at the plump slit just beyond the sticky panties in my mouth. Somewhere in my mind I noticed it, however slow I was to realize what it was. A warm wet tongue was dancing around my pony cock, pulling me in and surrounding me with slick heat and a smooth fleshy squeeze.

Pleasure was dancing around my cock. My heart was about to explode. My mouth was being treated to a sticky feminine drip of Apple family mare juice. I was content with the few gasps of air I got as she drew back her flank. Lines of saliva and mare cum stretched from my mouth to her panties, the massive wet patch growing sloppy and sticky. I pulled her back down. Her tail wrapped tight around the back of my head as she suckled and licked at my cock. My brain felt like it was swimming in stickiness.

I leaned my hips up as the tickle grew rough and heavy. The stress of two weeks started to build around my cocktip until finally, after the vicious, viscous tongue lashing and constant suckle, I lost it. A few pleased groans and moans broke the hazy fluff around my brain, more vibrations around my cock than actual noise. Little by little another warmth surrounded me. My cum dripped down out of her mouth, sliding down over my shaft as she held me in place.

My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath. Every bit of air I could get was hot, musky. I couldn't think properly as all the tension in my body was spilled into a warm mouth. Every twitch and throb as I spurted into Darcy's mouth was bliss turned pain. Each suck and throb as Darcy pulled back sent painfully overstimulated jolts into my stomach.

I leaned back and closed my eyes as my slathered mouth was freed from the damp cotton oppressor. Darcy leaned up and sat on my chest. "Oh my god...Glass...dear Celestia...."

"Pony... father.... Always...." I let myself melt into the bed. "Always.... Uh.... Messy."

Darcy swung around and went back to straddling my waist while looking down at me. Her mouth was held open, tongue painted white as she whipped her eyes and mouth. "Uh, yeah." She coughed a few times. "Um... I uh--"

"You taste like green apple...." I huffed, my entire body weak and worn out. "Have I-- ugh Jesus. Have I ever said pony pussy always tastes better than human.... Not as--"

"Icing...." Darcy wiped her lips. "Uh...just about as thick...."

I laughed softly and stared up at Darcy's breasts, beautifully heavy, sagging just enough to give them the perfect shape. "Thank you dad...thank you Celestia...and Jesus I guess...." I leaned back and let my hands fall to my sides. "Darcy, five minutes."

Darcy leaned forward. "You're not don--"

I watched as Darcy laid against my, smiling face eye to eye with me. "Five minutes. Five minute break."

Darcy laid down against my chest, cheek rested against my own. "Fine." She let out a long sigh, warm breasts jammed up against my chest. "Your skin is really rough."

I reached up and held her against me. "And you're warm." I squeezed her, spreading the stickiness on my lips to her ear.

Darcy giggled softly and pulled her head away. "Glass, what happened?"

I sighed loudly, she was of course talking about my chest. "Burn scars, long time ago, fine now." I took a deep breath and adjusted myself. "Ready?"

Darcy smiled and pulled her hips up. "Almost." She reached back and before I knew it I found myself with a pair of panties shoved in my mouth. "There--"

I pushed them out with my tongue. "Darcy...please."

Darcy leaned back as I situated myself. "Oh  have--"

"Your nipples are perky." I slid my hands up and placed them against her apple seed cutie mark. "Must be getting cold."

Darcy grew a bit red and pulled her arm over her chest. "What?! They're--"

"You're embarrassed about that?" I couldn't help but laugh. "Darcy, honestly."

Darcy looked towards the window. "You're the one who made it weird." She carefully sat on my chest and slid her hooves off the bed. I laid back, the constant weight and sweat on my body leaving me stick and half lucid.

I held my hands out in front of my eyes. "Fucking...pissy pissington." I sniffled softly and sat upright. "So, we don--"

Darcy was standing at the window, her hair leading down with that bright orange streak perfect as ever. The bright white light spilled around her, framed her. And just knowing this was mine, to hold, to have, to share with. "It's snowing, I think we're in Canterlot."

I slid out of the bed and stretched my legs. "Are we?"

Darcy looked back at me, profile highlighted by the bright sun. "Somewhere snowy this time of year, so yeah, I think so!" She lifted her hips and gave a little wiggle before settling down. "I've never been to Canterlot."

I walked behind Darcy, dropping down to a duck behind her. "I'll show you Canterlot...."

Darcy laughed softly. "Oh wow, did you-- Glass? Gla-- Bawwh!?" She jerked her hips forward as I kissed her flank. She slammed her hips up against the wall of the train. "Glass, why!?"

I hugged her waist, keeping my cheek against her ass. "Because." I took a deep breath and stood up, letting my arms rest around her stomach. "Darcy, are you sure you can't stay? One day?"

Darcy sighed roughly. "Glass--"

"One day." I kissed her ear. "Please."

Darcy tried to brush me away, so soft it was more of a grace against my cheek than a push. "Glass, stop it."

I squeezed her sides. "One night."

Darcy leaned against me and snuck her tail around. "One night?"

I felt her tail wrap around my now short one. "One night." My voice was clear, warm.

Darcy bumped me back with her flank. "Then you'd better ask nicely."

A loud banging from the wall caught us both, causing us to sidestep. "Oh my god, just fuck already!" Another of the private rooms came to life as an angry sounding voice broke in. "Holy crapsicles! Everypony can hear you! Now unless you want everypony on the train to hoof themselves, shut up, or at least quiet down!"

I took a few steps back from Darcy and coughed into my fist. "So...save this for.... I mean, the walls are soundproof in Storm Side."

Darcy covered her chest and turned to the window. "One night...."

"Thank you!" A hearty laugh came from the wall. "Just to be weird, I got a wet because of you!"

I felt my skin creep. "God...." I looked up at Darcy. "So, train was not a good idea, right?"

Darcy smiled and nodded. "A little creepy." She looked back to the window. "View is nice though."

I licked my lips. Wide hips, slender waist, beautiful strong legs. "Definitely." I walked up behind her and threw my arms around her. "God...you know I was going to just take you standing like this, pressed against the window." I buried my head in her mane, snuggling the orange streak.

"How? With a step stool?" She started to snicker and bumped me back with her flank.

I felt myself go flaccid. "Darcy, why?"

She looked back at me. "Because you're short." She sauntered past, hips still pulling my vision with each swing. "Now, I got up way too early for you." She slid onto the bed. "Now...not to sound like my aunt, but, snuggle up partner."

I stared at her, awed by the sudden hick in her voice. "How long have you been hiding that?"

Darcy smiled at my, laying on her side and staring at me. "What, this? Like Cider or AJ? It's a gift, ain't it?"

I took a deep breath through my nose. "God I love you."

Darcy smiled, a warm, unforgivably sweet smile. "I know."

I felt my heart sink. "God, you're gonna hate Storm Side."

"Why--"

"Flower like you?" I walked over to the bed and put my cock on her fetlock. "Won't last a minute in the cold."

Darcy looked down at my cock on her leg. "Glass, what are you doing?"

"I don't know! Feels good though." I put my hands on my hips. "Seriously, you're not going to like Storm Side." I smiled down to her. "I'm sure I can make it bearable though."

Darcy smiled at me. "I'm sure, now get your dick off my leg--"

I shrugged and took a few steps back. "I thought you had a hoof thing?"

"My leg is not a hoof, and that pony was weird enough."

I looked back to the wall. "I wonder if they can--"

"Yes! You're loud!"

I frowned hard. "I will come over there and kick your--"

"Bitch I'll turn this into a threeway before you could count to one!"

I took a step back from the wall. "Darcy, next time we buy two rooms."

"Gloryhole? Ki--"

"Wait a buttfucking second!" I snapped my head around the room. "Pants, pants!"

Darcy shrugged and tossed her jeans at me. "Pants--"

"Not what I meant but okay!" I slipped into her pants, my hooves jammed up in the overly long legs. "I'll be back." I hurried out into the hall and around to the next room. "Oi, open!"

The door slowly slid open, a familiarly crystalline set of eyes shined past. "Oh-- what!?" The door flung open, the mare I'd met back on the ride from the Crystal Empire to Canterlot was standing before me. "Small--"

I grabbed my head. "Oh my god, don't talk about threesomes!" I pulled her door shut and went back to my room in a flash. I slammed the door shut and locked it, unlocked it, then locked it again.

Darcy had sat up and pulled the sheets around her head like a cloak. "What happened?"

I spun around and licked my lips. "Uh...blast from the past." I wiped my face. "Someone talking about gloryholes that should not be talking about gloryholes." I pulled my fingers through my hair. "Uh...I think no more train sex, ever."

Darcy puffed her cheeks out and looked towards the window. "I don't know,it sounds like an other idea, a certain type of train really."

I stared at her. "No...don't--"

"They say it has no brakes--"

"Don't!" I pointed my finger dead between her eyes.

She smiled at me. "Alright, now come here, it's getting cold." She threw her hands out, milk tea colored skin and red coat waiting beyond the plain white sheets she'd wrapped around herself. "You're little spoon this time."

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A story to keep to yourself.

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Buttplug

"Hey, is someone crying in here?"

"Fuck you!"

"Hey, calm down there! What the hell are you do--"

"I'm eating a god damn hay burger- just let me eat the burger!"

"... What? Why are you crying then?"

"I don't want to talk about it.... I just wanna eat and be sad."

"Glass, should you be out with--"

"No!"

"But she's--"

"No!"

"You're dating right? It's almost Hearth Warming."

"I don't want to talk about it!!"

"Whoa! Cool your shit there Spitfire!"

"She shoved a butt plug up my ass! Alright?! I just- I need a moment here! ... You fuck."

"What the hell!?"

"I just want to eat the burger! Just let me--"

"Dude, what the hell!? Why--"

"Your sister is fucked up man! Your sister is a freaky little psycho!"

"Dude! That's my sister!"

"Shut up.... I just wanna eat and be sad...."

"You're sitting kinda funny--"

"I don't want to talk about it...."

"...Is it--"

"She wouldn't let me take it out...."

"... You go ahead and eat, I'm just gonna go now."

"Techno wait...."

"Whats up?"

"... I put my dick up your sister's ass.... That's why this happ--"

"I should really knock your teeth out for saying that...but you've got something up your ass already.... Eye for an eye. Brown eyes, but still."

"You're a fuck...and I don't like you...."

"Eat the stupid burger."