The little filly shrieked with delight as Rainbow dove through the thick clouds, the cool mist whipping past her mane as the older pegasus dove through the cover, plunging into the snow strewn sky. Scootaloo giggled as the flakes fell on her coat as they gently dove to the ground. They dove for a short while before looping back up sharply, the frozen crystals stinging the foal’s face as she struggled to keep her eyes open. They hit the cloud cover once more, a moment of darkness before they burst through into the sun drenched upper atmosphere. Dash took a leisurely pace as the sun warmed them, melting snow off their damp coats.
Scootaloo hugged her tight as the mare landed gently on a cloud, depositing her giggling payload on the puffy surface.
“Wow! You were right, Dash. Snow is a lot cooler when you’re flying through it.” The filly exclaimed.
“Heh. Told ya.” Dash said, ruffling the foal’s damp mane.
“Thanks for taking me with. I figured you’d be too busy, seeing as it’s Hearth's Warming Eve.”
“I’ve always got time for ya, kid. You’re my honorary little sister, right?”
The foal beamed at the thought, flopping down on her back. The two ponies lay down on the soft cloud, gazing into the sky. It was always a weird time of year for the little pony. Her parents were hardly ever around in the first place, and the holidays were no exception. She usually got a hug and a kiss, a few presents under a small fake tree, and a forced promise that she’d be a good pony while they were gone.
So far this year was a lot better, she reflected. She got to spend a couple days with Apple Bloom, baking all kinds of treats. And her time with Sweetie Belle had been awesome. Rarity had let the two foals make their own Hearth’s Warming dresses, and they had decorated the whole boutique for Sweetie’s sister.
Dash had been the best though. Every day after school this week, she had taken the pony flying with her on her daily weather flights. Winter usually meant heavy cloud cover and unpredictable patterns, and it kept the mare busy keeping the skies above Ponyville clear of blizzards and sleet, and the air free of biting winds. To Dash it was just business as usual. But to the foal it was something else.
“Thanks for all this, Dash.” She said softly. “It kinda stinks being alone around Hearth's Warming. It’s nice to have someone to spend it with.”
“No problem, squirt. You know, I hardly ever see my parents anymore either, you know. They live in Cloudsdale, and I can’t really get away from my job here to go see them. It’s probly been years since I’ve spent a holiday with them. So we can keep each other company this year, right?”
The foal smiled widely. “Sure. That sounds cool.”
“You know, you don’t have to spend the night in that empty house if you don’t want to. I’ve got plenty of space. Do you want to spend Hearth’s Warming with me? We can have a sisters-only sleepover.” Dash asked the filly.
Scootaloo shot upright at the words, her eyes wide with excitement. She hugged Dash tightly, burying her muzzle into her fluffy chest. “You really mean it? I get to have a sleepover with the best flier ever?”
“Sure, why not? Your folks are out of town so you can do whatever you want to, right?”
“I’m gonna go get my stuff right now!” Scootaloo said excitedly, turning around and nearly trotting right off the cloud. Digging in her hooves, she brought herself to a stop just before reaching the edge. Turning around, she grinned sheepishly at Dash.
“Er, can I get a lift?”
Dash chuckled at her. “Sure.”
Dash was smiling to herself as she watched the foal. She could obviously hardly contain her excitement. She’d only been to Dash’s house a few times, and certainly never as a house guest. Even being in a cloud house was a new and exciting experience for the small filly. Dash had nearly the only one in Ponyville, and Scoots marveled at it every time she visited. The compacted clouds that made up the house could be changed at will easily, and Dash obviously loved to change things around to suit her mood. Seldom was the house the same inside.
Scootaloo gasped when she saw Rainbow’s tree. The pegasus had obviously moved the ceiling even higher to accommodate it. The massive blue spruce nearly touched the top of the house. Small, twinkling lights studded it’s entire length, and delicate icicles covered it’s branches. In wonderment, Scootaloo reached out and touched one.
“It’s cold!” She exclaimed.
“You like that? I had Twilight help me out with a little spell. I ran the tree through some sleet when I got it, and then she enchanted it so it wouldn’t melt. Well, not until after Hearth’s Warming. Pretty cool, huh?”
“Yeah! We usually just have a little fake tree on a table. It’s kind of depressing, really.” The foal said.
“Well I really like Hearth’s Warming. I mean, what’s not to like? You get to put up these cool lights, you get tons of presents…it’s probably my most favorite holiday ever.” Dash said.
“Meh, my parents are usually gone. I can’t really remember a good Hearth’s Warming. Maybe when I was really little.”
Dash moved closer to the filly, and gently put her wing around her. “Yeah, I can’t say I remember a whole lot of happy holidays myself. When you’re a weather pony, work comes first a lot of times. My family was always really busy around Hearth’s Warming. We made sure other ponies had good weather so they could enjoy it, but that sometimes means you don’t get to enjoy it yourself, you know? So I know where you’re coming from.”
She cradled the filly closer to her, giving her a wide grin. Scootaloo perked up a bit, managing a small smile for the pegasus. “See there we go, there’s a smile. Don’t worry, kid. We’re going to make sure this is the best Hearth’s Warming ever.”
As she cleaned the plates from dinner, Dash watched the foal gaze at the tree. The sun had set, and in the dim light of night the tree absolutely shimmered. Rainbow smiled to herself as Scootaloo started examining presents under the tree. Most were from friends, with a disturbingly high amount coming solely from Pinkie Pie. Dash always waited until morning to open them. It just seemed right.
As she watched, she suddenly realized there were no presents under the tree for the little filly. Rainbow hadn’t really planned on having her over tonight. That just wouldn’t do. There were some presents under the tree that Dash had simply bought for herself. Those would do nicely.
“Hey squirt, why don’t you open up one of those presents with no name on them. Every pony should get a present on Hearth’s Warming Eve, right?”
“You mean it?” The excited foal called back.
“Yeah. Go ahead. Pick one out.”
The mare was placing dishes back in the cabinet as she heard the filly tear into one of the paper wrapped gifts. Excited hooves pulled the paper away, and started wrestling with a non-descript brown box. She managed to peel the tape open, and pull the curious object inside out. An odd silence followed. Dash paused her work, and peered around the corner towards the tree.
Luckily she had put her dishes down, or else they surely would have dropped. She saw the orange filly, lit by the glow of the tree, holding a medium sized dildo in her little hooves, examining it closely. She looked up innocently. “What is it?”
The normally cyan mare blushed a deep shade of crimson. She had completely forgot about ‘that’ gift. She remembered ordering it, chuckling to herself as she checked the gift wrap option, whispering “Merry Hearth’s Warming to me.”
Yeah. Merry Hearth’s Warming indeed.
Shaking her head slightly, the mare returned to the task at hand. There was a very young filly in her house holding her brand new horsecock. She stammered for a moment, trying to find words.
“Er, well, what do you think it is?”
Scootaloo examined it closer, inspecting every inch of it. Rainbow shuffled uncomfortably. The filly ran a hoof down a pronounced vein on the shaft. ‘Oh Celestia, why did it have to be so anatomically accurate…’ Dash thought to herself.
Finally Scoots grasped the base and swung the floppy dick in a wide arc. “Is it some kind of bat? Kind of soft to really hit anything though…”
Dash facehooved herself. “No, kid, it’s not a bat.”
“Rolling pin? It’s going to leave a lot of weird marks on your cookies with these ridges though…”
The look on Dash’s face became even more incredulous. “You’re serious? Gods, kid, come over here.”
Scoots trotted over, holding the dildo in her mouth, much to Dash’s horror. The mare held out a hoof, taking the floppy member from the filly. “This,” she said, “Is something for grown mares only. It’s not for foals. You’re just going to have to pick another present.”
As soon as she said this, her mind ran wild for a moment, trying to remember if there were any other special gifts under the tree.
“Well, okay. But why won’t you tell me what that is?” Scoots said, trying to get a better look at the floppy facsimile as Dash tried to hold it behind her back.
“I told you. It’s just for grown up mares.”
Scoots wouldn’t be denied. “Well yeah, I get that. But what IS it?
Dash sighed to herself. “You aren’t going to stop until I tell you, are you?”
“No? Probably not.”
“If I tell you, you can’t tell anypony about it. It’s private. You can’t even tell Sweetie Belle or Apple Bloom.” Dash said, her voice suddenly becoming serious.
Scootaloo gave her most angelic look of innocence. “I promise.” Her heart was beating faster now. This was some kind of secret! And it was one of her idol’s secrets, so it must be really awesome!
“Alright. Remember though, you wanted to know.”
Scoots simply shook her head excitedly.
“Er, okay, so you know about sex right, kid?” Dash said. She immediately realized this was going to be harder than she thought. The filly looked at her with large, innocent eyes. Rainbow could feel her whole body becoming flushed as she spoke about the intimate subject.
“Well, yeah, of course. Apple Bloom told us all about it. She sees it all the time on the farm.” Scootaloo said as casually as she could, trying to keep her cool even as an excited nervousness crept through her.
“Well. Sometimes a mare wants to have sex, but they don’t want to have to deal with the whole stallion thing…”
Scootaloo had a puzzled look on her face. “But how can you have sex without a…” She glanced down at the flopping shaft in Dash’s hoof again. Her face flushed as she made the connection.
“But…that’s not how they look.”
Dash couldn’t help but chuckle at her. “Oh yeah? How many dicks have you seen, Scoots?”
The filly looked down at the floor, suddenly feeling even more embarrassed. “No…I mean, sometimes we see the colts at school, and, um, it’s all kinda soft down there. Nothing like that…”
“Well that’s because the colts at your school weren’t ready to have sex. This is what a stallion looks like when he’s ready to rut a mare.” Dash took the dildo out from behind her back, and let the foal see it again. Scoots felt different examining it now. She studied every vein, looking at the flared tip and medial ring.
“Are they all this big? How do you, um, fit something like this?”
Dash shifted sideways as she felt her sex wink slightly in excitement. Talking about her new toy was getting her worked up quickly. She looked longingly at the smooth black shaft. She hadn’t even gotten to try it yet.
“Mares are really stretchy, kid.” Dash said quietly, trying to keep her tail pinned to her nethers. “This isn’t even really that big. It’s just the right size for some fun, if you know how to use it right.”
“Do you use stuff like this a lot? I mean, you’re like the coolest mare in town. You could get a stallion whenever you wanted!”
“Maybe. But sometimes you just don’t want to bother with all that, Scoots. Sometimes it’s just nice to be by yourself. Or sometimes you can use things like this with another mare, if you like that.” Dash said.
Scoots looked away at that thought, her face blushing deeply. “I didn’t think that was right to do. Two mares, I mean…”
“Who told you that?”
“My mom.” Scootaloo answered sullenly.
“Well that’s just not true. Anypony should be able to love whoever they want, right? Why did she say such a thing to you, anyways?”
“Well, she caught me and Apple Bloom kissing in my room. We just wanted to see what it felt like.” The filly said.
“And did you like it?”
Scootaloo looked back up at her idol. She had no problem telling her the truth. She suddenly felt like she needed to tell her. “Yes.”
“Then nopony should be able to tell you it’s not right. If you like Apple Bloom, that should mean enough.” Dash walked over and put her wing around the little filly. “When it comes to love, don’t let anypony tell you something is wrong.”
Scootaloo froze at the sudden intimate contact with the other mare. She felt Rainbow’s warm coat against hers, and her soft feathers clutching her tight. She looked up at the pegasi, seeing her kind gaze lit in the lights of the tree. Almost without thinking, she felt herself lean forward, locking her gaze with Dash. The mare leaned down and met her, kissing the filly deeply. The inexperienced foal breathed in suddenly as Dash thrust her tongue against hers, exploring her mouth. Scootaloo felt her whole body melt as Dash steadied her with her powerful wing.
As they broke away, Scootaloo stared deeply into Dash’s eyes, feeling her whole body lit up with excitement. Dash looked down at her lovingly, cradling her head against her fluffy chest.
“Did you like that, kid?”
Scootaloo found herself simply nodding. She nuzzled the mare’s neck closely. She could smell Rainbow’s scent on her fur.
Rainbow lifted the black dildo, running it seductively along her chest, before booping the filly on the nose with the tip. “I think I need you to give me a present then.”
Dash led the wordless filly to her overstuffed sofa, laying down on her back before placing the filly to her side. She rubbed her flank against Scoots, hugging the foal tightly to her. They met again in a passionate kiss, Dash becoming more bold this time as she ran a hoof along Scoot’s little flank, caressing her soft fur. The little filly writhed against her, obviously enjoying the sensation.
As she broke away, Dash guided the foal’s gaze down her body, until Scoots was staring at a very wet marehood. Dash’s tail and dock was absolutely soaked with her juices, and they now threatened to overfill her sweet snatch and stain the sofa. The pegasi felt herself winking in anticipation as the little filly looked at her most private place.
“Let me…show you what this is for…” Dash said, running the dildo along her thighs. The entranced Scootaloo watched the flared head tease against the pink flaps of her idol’s pussy, rubbing up and down as the tip threatened to pop inside. Dash sighed as she buried the first half of the object inside in one thrust, Scootaloo gasping as it vanished inside. The mare was breathing faster now, as she slowly started thrusting the shaft back and forth. Scoots could see the mare’s snatch grasping tightly at the dildo, winking in spasms as it gripped the intruder in its velvet vice.
“You try it…” Dash cooed, urging the filly to grasp the black dildo. Scoots reached forward breathlessly, grasping the toy in her hoof. At her slightest touch, the shaft moved as Rainbow’s powerful muscles spasmed around it. Scoots jerked her hoof back, but only for a moment. Reaching out again, she firmly grasped it, moving it back and forth as the mare had done before. Dash thrust her hips against the thrusting toy ever so slightly, sighing as the foal fucked her.
Reaching over, she grasped Scoot’s little flank, propping the pony’s plot up in the air slightly as she set her down gently on her chest. Rainbow grinned to herself as the filly’s little tail lifted on it’s own, showing her treasures to the mare. The cute little filly was already slightly wet, her puffy lips covered in a thin sheen of marecum. Dash reached a hoof up, massaging the foal’s plot, before working a hoof gently over her snatch, teasing her. Scoots tensed up ever so slightly, but relaxed again quickly as Dash started rubbing her in earnest. The mare grinned as she found the filly’s small clit, making the pony wink for her as she tenderly rubbed it with her hooftip.
Scootaloo was trying her best to concentrate on the task of rutting her idol. Her whole body was on fire with the sensations Rainbow was giving her. She found her plot thrusting back against Dash’s hoof even without her thinking of it. Every time her pussy winked, she felt Dash stroke the entire length, before ending at some part of her at the bottom of it. Every time Dash rubbed her there, her whole body tingled with electricity. She looked down at Dash’s snatch, and could see a little nub, bright red and exposed every time the mare winked on the dildo. Scoots reached her little hoof out and rubbed it, immediately bringing forth a gush of cum from the mare. Rainbow moaned, her snatch winking wildly as the filly thrust the dildo faster.
“Ahhh! Fast learner! Keeping going, kid!” Dash cried, her whole body writhing now as Scootaloo rubbed her clit. Dash increased her assault on Scootaloo’s little pussy, sending shivers up her spine as the foal rubbed her idol’s clit for all she was worth. Suddenly, Dash let out a half moan, half cry, thrusting her hips up hard as she came. In her shock, Scoots lost her grip on the dildo, and Dash violently ejected it as her marehood contracted hard, sending the black plastic toy shooting across the couch. A few spurts of cum shot across her inner thighs and tail as she rode out her orgasm. Scoots simply looked on in wonder as the pony settled down finally, relaxing back onto the soft couch.
Dash took some deep breaths, sighing to herself as she came down from her orgasmic high. Scoots rested on top of her, simply watching as her snatch keep dripping down her thighs. Dash had completely stopped pleasuring the young filly, but she didn’t seem to notice, entranced as she was by her idol’s powerful orgasm.
“That…that was pretty intense.” Dash finally said softly.
“It was pretty…I mean, it was…wow….” Scoots whispered.
“It feels better than it looks, kid. Here, let me show you…”
Before Scootaloo could respond, Dash had flipped the foal onto her back, pinning her on the sofa. Powerful hooves held her legs wide open, giving the pegasus full access to her. Dash wasted no time, still in a sexual high from her orgasm. She dove on Scoot’s snatch, attacking it. The filly at first looked like she might protest, but as Dash encircled her clit with her soft tongue, Scoot’s eyes shut as she melted into the sofa, willpower quickly vanishing.
Dash’s practiced tongue dove inside the foal’s winking pussy, curling upwards and seeking her g-spot. The pegasi was rewarded as the little pony bucked against her muzzle hard, moaning as the soft tongue lapped at her inner walls hungrily. Pulling back slightly, Dash suckled at her clit, coaxing it from it’s tiny hood. She was overwhelmed by a flood of the filly’s juices, overflowing her muzzle and flowing down her neck.
Scootaloo felt her entire lower body jolting with electricity every time Dash ran her tongue against her. A strange feeling was building up inside her. She felt like she might explode at any moment. She pushed at Dash’s muzzle halfheartedly.
“Dash…s…stop…something’s coming…” She moaned.
Rainbow ignored her. Burying her greedy muzzle deeper into the foal, she went as deep as she could go, drinking in the sweet taste of her virgin snatch. It was almost intoxicating. She drank as much as she could, thrusting her tongue against her little g-spot. Scoot’s could stand no more. She came on Dash’s muzzle, making the mare cough as a flood of filly juices covered her snout. Her thighs thrust up and down slightly in time with her winking marehood, before settling down gently on the couch as her whole body relaxed in her afterglow. Dash kept licking her clean even after her orgasm, lapping up all the filly’s cum she could from her fur.
Wiping her muzzle, the pegasus looked up, only to see a sleeping little pony. “Hmm. Must have been a bit too much for her.” Dash said, chuckling.
Trotting over, she pulled a blanket over the sleeping foal. She thought for a moment, before selecting a present from the tree, placing it on the sofa next to the sleeping filly. She was just turning to go clean up, when she had an evil grin come across her muzzle. She turned around, pulling the present away. She reached down, and picked up the black dildo, still sticky with her juices. She placed it gently under Scoot’s hoof, before tucking the filly back in.
“Merry Hearth's Warning Eve kid.” Dash said.
Author's Note
I'm stuck at work today, so I decided to give a little Christmas present to you all. So here's a hot little bit of foalcon.
Merry Christmas!
