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                    Is It Hot In Here?                     
                      -by AvkittiLit-                      
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                     Pinkie Confesses                      
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Pinkie Confesses
On an excellent Saturday evening, you are in your kitchen tossing salad that contains your favorite vegetables. With no unicorn magic in your possession, you have to carry your utensil in your mouth. It never bothered you, though. You wore a plain white apron as you worked on dinner (after all, it was carefully knitted by your grandma). Your right hoof was set on the counter as your left kept your balance.
While you are humming to your favorite tune, you hear a knock at the door. You look up at the clock that is hung over the kitchen window. According to the position of the hands, it is fifteen minutes til eight. You weren't expecting any visitors this late. Heck, you don't even invite other ponies to stay since you just moved here from Fillydelphia. You barely knew anypony here, except for one. You trotted over to the door of your small house in Ponyville, and when you open the door, it was exactly who you thought it was. it was the first pony you've met and gotten to know about: Pinkie Pie.
The pink earth pony was looking down at the ground and rubbing her left forearm for only a split second before recollecting herself and giving you a nervous smile. She looked normal, nothing too formal about her. She probably just wanted to say hi, but you weren't sure.
"Hello, Pinkie Pie," you say. "What are you doing here?" Parties, maybe?
"Oh, hi," she said while waving a hoof in your face. "May I come in?"
You stood there at the door, hesitant to answer. "Y-Yes, I guess." You stand back to give her a way into your house. As she stops in the middle of a circular carpet to observe your home, you close and lock the door. You turn to see that Pinkie Pie looked nervous.
"Is everything okay, Pinkie?" you ask.
Pinkie Pie quickly spun to look back at you, but instead of the nervous smile she gave you earlier, you receive the normal smile that everypony recognizes her by.
"Oh, everything's okay," she responds. "I just realized a while ago that I never properly welcomed you to Ponyville."
"But you threw a surprise party, remember?"
"Well, you didn't hear me say 'Welcome to Ponyville', did you?"
You rub a hoof under your chin to think of that party a few weeks ago. Twilight, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, and Applejack were in your new house (which is the reason why you installed the door lock, which the place lacked when you moved here). Why now is Pinkie telling you this?
"Huh, I guess you didn't," you respond. You both stand your ground in awkward silence for a few seconds. You could faintly hear a heart beating quickly. You suspect it was coming from the pink pony, which leads you to believe that she was here for something else.
"Well then," she said, breaking the silence. "How about a tour of your house?" There really wasn't much to see in the house. It was just a bedroom, a small living space, a kitchen, and a bathroom. The only doors there were the front door and the door that separates the bathroom from the bedroom. Plus, she did have enough time to explore when she sneaked into the house weeks ago.
When you were about to tell her that she had explored the house, she interrupted by saying, "Oops! Scratch that. I've already done that."
"So, what else are you here for?" you have many questions to ask this pony.
Pinkie bit her lower lip and then sighed. "We're friends, right?" You nod your head in response. "Well, can we chill for a minute...together?"
Sweet! You get a moment alone with the super duper party pony of Ponyville. What next?
"I guess so, Pinkie," you answer. "Hey, I have dinner ready!"
"Really? What's for dinner?"
You walk toward Pinkie, put a forearm around her neck, and walk her into the kitchen. "Oh, i think you're gonna love it! It's a special tossed salad."
As Pinkie scoops up the last bit of shredded cheese and stuffs it in her mouth, you release a belch.
"Oh, sorry," you apologize to Pinkie.
"It's all right," she said. "Better out than in!" Where have you heard that before?
As you pat your stomach, you lay back in the blue futon. "Hey, you like reading?" you ask.
Pinkie giggled. "I blame Twilight for it."
"Yeah," you sigh. "What a real bookworm!"
You both are sitting there on the futon while observing a painting of a bowl of fruit. Pinkie sat unusually still and avoided eye contact with you.
"Anything you wanna tell me?" you ask. Pinkie gulped. "Well, I guess I'll take the dirty dishes in-"
"Wait!" Pinkie interrupted. "I'll dispose of them." You don't fight back. Instead, you just sat there.
"Okay, thanks."
As she trots to the kitchen, she lifts her tail to try and reveal something, but she quickly covers it up. You caught glimpse of what seemed to be- OH CELESTIA! You snap yourself out of it just before you went crazy. You can't be looking at mares' behinds, especially Pinkie's. She was just too happy and cheerful for you to be eyeing her privates.
Pinkie comes back in and notices that your face had gotten red. She grins slightly. She stumbles over towards you, obviously she was pretending, but she fell on you with force that forced you to say "ouch".
"Oops! Sorry," she said. Pinkie doesn't get up yet, though. She moved slightly until she was cuddling your back leg. It makes you chuckle a bit, until you feel a warmth, a wetness. You feel a tingle inside of you before you shake your leg to get her off.
"Pinkie, please let go of my leg," you command her.
"Okay," she responded as she got up off of your leg.
"Pinkie?"
"Yes?" she leaned closer to you.
"Is there anything you need to say?"
She gulped louder. "He he. Well, we are friends, right?"
"We just got over that subject."
"Okay, can I ask, no, tell you something?"
"Yes," you brace yourself, for Pinkie was getting closer to you.
"Can you-" she couldn't finish that sentence, because she cut off her own words when her lips connected to yours. It was a long smooch. Your eyes were wide open and your mind went wild as her tongue began to lick your lips. You did nothing to stop her. You succumbed to her intoxicating ways of kissing you. You slowly close your eyes, but Pinkie pulled back, causing you to open your eyes again.
"Make me your cream pie," Pinkie whispered.
"Whoa! Wait! What?!" you stammered. "But why?! You are a good pony! I can't fuck you!"
"If you didn't want to, then why did that reveal itself?" Pinkie pointed down to something and you slowly look towards what she was looking at. Somehow, you never noticed your hardening erection. You panic and try to push it back into its sheath, but to no avail.
"Shit, that's nothing!" you try to brush the situation off with a wave of your hoof.
"I've been without sex in a looooooooooooong time! Then you came to town!" Pinkie shouted.
"But what significance do I have?!" you ask.
"Well, you're new here and my friends don't know what kind of pony I am," she began as she trotted downwards to your pulsing cock. "I had to show somepony, and I trust you to not to tell anypony else about my hardcore, sexual self!"
"You-You're crazy! AhhAHHH!" Pinkie Pie began to play with your love meat. You can't move or tell her to stop. She kissed and licked it wildly before stuffing it into her mouth. You could feel your tip touch the back of her throat. She playfully chewed on your cock and sucked on it like a milkshake straw. She took your cock out of her mouth. A trail of her saliva still kept it connected with her mouth.
"Warmed up? Time for round two!" she turned around to reveal her large, pink buttocks. She lifted her tail in the air and revealed her dripping marehood. Already you could feel yourself cumming.
After a minor delay, Pinkie lined her vaginal opening with your member's tip and gently prodded it. You both gasp as she leaned back, causing your member to penetrate her sweaty hole. She pushed more until your cock pressed her cervix button. Her inner walls closed tightly around your cock that sent shocking thrills up to your brain. Her vaginal walls vibrated to the beating of her heart, which helped in reaching your climax.
Pinkie moved back and forth over and over again. Her juices soaked the fur at the base of your shaft. Pinkie's inside juices provided an easy way in and out without harming any vaginal tissue. Both of your exhales came out in white puffs that dissipated in the air instantly.
"Are you...almost...there?" Pinkie asked. She moved faster than usual.
You stammer out a "yes" and continued to breath rapidly.
"Pinkie...I'm...gonna...aaAHH!"
"Me...TOOOOOOOO!!!!" Pinkie Pie pushed backwards very harshly as you were milked of your load. You continue to empty yourself into her pink pie until it began to leak out. You can feel as she squirted her mare cum on your bottom.
In the aftermath, you realize that you, and Pinkie, are sweating like crazy. Both of you seemed to breath in and out in unison. Pinkie Pie struggled to keep herself on her hooves. When she pulls away from you, more liquid began to pour out of her cunt. She flopped down on the futon next to you.
"That...was...awesome!" she said. Pinkie looked in your direction to see that your eyes are closed. "Are- Are you alive?"
"Huh?" you sat up, clueless and soaked in sweat. "Yeah." You see that Pinkie was completely red. You take the next moment to sniff the hot air and notice a hint of cotton candy. "Well, I guess I should open a window soon. Is it hot in here to you?"
Pinkie Pie hugged you and closed her eyes. "It feels fine. Say, can I sleep with you tonight?"
"Sure!"
"Excellent," Pinkie exclaimed. "Hope you're ready for round three!"