I Really Shouldn't

by Chloe The Great

Rating: mature
Tags: Anthro, Romance, Comedy, Random
Length: 2419

During a date with Cheese Sandwich, Pinkie Pie attempts to hide her heat. When the day comes to a close, she finds it hard not to cave in to her desire.

After Pinkie Pie attempts to tame her heat while on a date with Cheese Sandwich, she attempts to hold it in no longer when she unleashes her desire in the most hastiest and enjoyable way possible.

Cheese Pie Smut Fluff Ensues…

AN: Guys, this is a joke. Honestly, this is supposed to be funny. I swear.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-05-28 13:00:02 UTC

You Really Should

It was that sort of day in Ponyville where the sun did not shy behind the clouds and the air was neither hot nor cold, but just right for a walk in town or a trip to the market. Sugar Cube Corner was awfully busy on this nice spring day, and all who worked at the bakery were busily taking orders and preparing them. All except Pinkie Pie, who was currently locked in her room upstairs.

She was not sick and would have gone to work, as usual, if not for a date she had set up with Cheese Sandwich. He was a funny stallion who was easy on the eyes, his curly brown hair with green, kind, eyes and dark orange coat were all greatly appealing. Though, he had a lot in common with her: they both loved parties, smiles, and making both happen. Today she was to see if they had more than just that to share.

That was going to be difficult for Pinkie, because she was in heat. When she had hopped gleefully in the shower, a shiver went down her spine as she felt the water run down between her legs.

“Oh, well, it has been awhile…” she giggled as she moved a shaking hand over to touch herself. She rubbed in the spots that had made her tick as long as she could remember and released occasionally for the thrill of teasing herself. After a while, she had finally inhaled sharply and sighed deeply. A wave of relief and a conclusion of pleasure washed over her body. But, after she had lathered her body and hair, another distinct sense of greed jabbed her core.

Again and again, she had multiple orgasms.

As she lay down on her bed, dressed and dry everywhere except for down under, she was exhausted. This was not going to last long; the desire would come back. The worst part, thought Pinkie, was going downstairs and leaving to find Cheese. Everyone around her would smell her! But, luckily, only the most experienced stallions could sense the recognizable scent mares with heat gave off.

Colts, she had gone to bed with, had told her that she smelled like cotton candy but tasted like a sweet sort of raspberry. She had thought this was weird, but it helped to know, in the least bit. As long as Cheese Sandwich wasn’t experienced, Pinkie could cover up the scent with a lie. While facing the mirror hanging on the far side of her room, she began to practice what she was going to say to him.

“Do you like it, Cheese?” Pinkie asked her reflection. “It’s this new perfume Rarity got for me!” After a few more rehearsals, she decided it was safe enough to say. But, she did worry a little on what she would do if he did recognize her essence.

“Pinkie..?” a muffled voice came from outside her door. “Cheese Sandwich is waiting for you downstairs!” She breathed in and out, then smiling brightly.

“Think positive, Pinkie,” she whispered to herself as she walked away from the mirror and unlocked her door. When she opened the door to reveal Mrs. Cake, she saw her face go slightly pink. “It’s my perfume, do you like it?” Pinkie’s boss gave a big sigh of relief and chuckled sheepishly.

“Oh, yes!” Mrs. Cake beamed at her. “I’m sure he’ll love it!” Pinkie blushed and nodded in agreement.

When she skipped off the last step of the stairs, she looked up to see Cheese Sandwich. Of course, he looked more handsome than usual—or at least, more charming than he had last time she saw him. That was when she had her birthday party, which he had thrown as a surprise, for her. They got to talk an awful lot that day about their favorite types of parties, which had been their best so far, and they also bragged on their records of turn outs. This time, though, she swore to talk about more than parties.

“Hey there, Pinkie!” Cheese Sandwich greeted her with a large smile. While walking around the corner, she read the body signs of him trying to give her a hug. Pinkie’s forehead sweated slightly as she stopped a foot away from him. She braced herself and brought her arms under his and gave him the usual, friendly, hug.

As he backed away from her and stood there silently, looking into her light blue eyes, there seemed to be an awkward silence. She laughed slightly and intertwined her right arm with his left arm. Cheese blinked rapidly and stared blankly for a few seconds, but then blushed, laughing nervously.

“I know this great café down town…” Pinkie began to say as they exited Sugar Cube Corner.

***

Pinkie Pie found it slightly hard to not notice the many eyes laid on her as she walked, even with Cheese Sandwich on her side. She giggled out loud, finding it funny there was so many accustomed stallions and mares.

Cheese, on the other hoof, found it a slightly embarrassing that all these ponies were staring at the two of them—he wasn’t big on public signs of affection. To top it off, Pinkie Pie giggled suddenly, and he hid his face as he looked at the dirt road beneath them. He was forced to look up once again as they came to a stop.

“We’re here!” Pinkie chimed cheerfully and stood up straight, no longer leaning on Cheese Sandwich. She waved her arm frantically at a waitress, who wore a white apron and held a menu. She came up to the couple and flashed a warm smile.

“Are you eating outside or inside?” she asked them.

“Is it full inside..?” Pinkie said, hoping it was. The mare nodded her head. “Inside it is!” Cheese furrowed his eyebrows in confusion as he followed the waitress and Pinkie Pie inside. He wondered why she wanted to eat inside, alone.

When they were both seated at table and the waitress had gone to fetch their drinks, Pinkie crossed her legs and had both of her arms at her sides.

“So, Pinkie,” Cheese began, “I like your perfume…” Pinkie’s body went stiff and she tried to look for any sign on his face that told her he knew. When she couldn’t find anything she smiled and held her cheeks.

“Aw, thanks! Glad you like it,” she giggled.

“Cotton candy is my favorite to get at fairs, next to funnel cake…have you ever been to the one in Fillydelphia?” he asked. They talked for a while about treats at fairs and the carnivals they’ve been to through the years, and they both agreed that the on in Fillydelphia was definitely the best in Equestria.

After getting ordering and receiving their meals, Pinkie was glad it was so easy to talk him. They even talked further after they were done with their dishes, but an hour later, Pinkie began to feel the side effects of her heat kick in once again.

“Have you ever been to Las Pegasus?” Cheese said with a little excitement in his voice. Pinkie Pie nodded and listened to him talk about the tour he went on once, but right in the middle of it she felt a tingling in her clit. Her ear twitched as she slumped in her chair and rubbed her thighs together slightly.

“Yeah…I-I’ve been to that tour…once, this one c-colt felt off the side of the b-b-bus!” Pinkie stuttered as she felt jolts of pleasure course through her while sliding her bottom against her seat.

She whimpered quietly as he said, “Ha! That almost happened to me once, luckily somepony caught me!” Pinkie Pie nodded and smiled nervously. “Hey…are you alright, Pinkie?”

“Wha—? Y-Yeah, of course!” she insisted. “Would you excuse me for a second?” Her eyes searched for the restroom and before he could reply she got up and quickly walked away from the table.

Once she was in the bathroom, alone, she pressed her back against the door and quickly unzipped her jean shorts. She sucked on her middle finger and moaned as it slipped inside of her. When she was wet enough, she put her index in with it. Her muscles loosened up as she bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes, her eyebrows knitted together. As she pushed her fingers further inside of herself, she used her other hand to grope her left breast.

Feeling close to climaxing, she pressed one of her fingers against her nipple and rubbed it briskly. Then, her pinky joined her index and middle finger. All her movements became more vigorous before her back arched and she panted Cheese’s name. A couple of minutes later she recollected herself and fixed her shorts.

Cheese Sandwich was relieved when she arrived back at the table and gave him a pleasant smile. Her cotton candy perfume had even smelled better than it had before and he seemed to slip into another conversation with her easily. While they had talked, though, he was drawn to her in a different way…

***

“I had a great time, Pinkie,” Cheese told Pinkie Pie. “We should do this again, sometime.”

“I’d love that!” she complied. They were holding hands and walking back to Sugar Cube Corner as the sky began to become a darker shade of blue. “Hey, before we end the date, I have to tell you something funny…”

“Oh, what is it?” he asked, curiously.

“This whole day,” Pinkie chuckled, “I’ve been in heat!” She laughed again and couldn’t stop herself as she broke into a fit of giggles, wiping her eyes from tears of laughter. They had stopped walking and Cheese was staring wide-eyed at her. She finally noticed when she looked up at him with her hands on her knees.

“Y-You were in heat…this whole time!?” he said in alarm, his eye twitching.

“Yeah…I—you didn’t know?” her laughter began to fade.

“Of course not!” He whispered. “W-Why didn’t you tell me!?”

“I’m sorry, Cheese, really!” she apologized. “I didn’t think it mattered, plus, it’s a little embarrassing…”  He sighed and scratched the back of his head nervously.

“Well…I’m sorry, too,” he told her and blushed, looking down at the ground once again. Pinkie giggled and put a finger under his chin to lift his head up.

“Don’t be!” she said. He looked back at her, and suddenly, she began to lean towards him. Her eyes closed as she pressed her lips against his. He hadn’t had enough time to react as he felt her soft skin rub against him. He rested his hands on her hips as Pinkie Pie sucked on his bottom lip. His brief grunts sent chills through her body while she pushed her center against his manhood. He gasped and broke apart from her, a string of saliva momentarily hanging between them.

“P-Pinkie…we shouldn’t be doing this in the street!” he panted. Sadly, he was right, so Pinkie thought for a second.

“A hotel..?” she suggested with scarce breath. His heart leapt at the idea of having sex with Pinkie Pie.

“Pinkie, I’m a virgin,” he said with a frown.

“Okay,” she giggled, “...So?”

“You still want to—?”

“Yep!” She smirked and puckered her lips before quickly kissing him. “As long as you’re okay with that.” He pressed his lips together to refrain himself from laughing. “Hey, what’s so funny!?”

“Nothing,” he lied.

When they entered the small hotel, they saw the mare at front desk was Applejack. She was closely examining a pin-up magazine, usually sold to colts. The both of them almost burst out laughing.

“Hi-ya Applejack!” Pinkie was on the verge of chortling, with tears welling in her eyes. Applejack flicked her eyes above the book at her and she quickly put down the magazine, her face turning red.

She quickly game them their keys and quickly said, “I won’t say anything if you don’t!”

***

Pinkie Pie had started where they left off, her lips massaging Cheese Sandwich’s as she lay underneath him. Her legs were sprawled out as his knee was in between them and his other was on the right side of her thigh. She was stripped of everything but her panties, that were pink and black striped. He was down to his boxers.

As he held the side of her neck, he also gently groped her. Pinkie moaned in his lips as she felt his fingers stroking her nipple. Slowly, she slipped her tongue against his and heard him groan in return. As the kiss became more passionate and sensual, it became rough and eager. She felt her softness get most and her heat rose again. She broke the kiss and pleaded his name.

She used a finger to pull aside her bikini bottom to reveal her wetness. He quickly read her desire and slipped off his boxers and rubbed his erection against her. Pinkie cried out at his attempt to tease her, as it worked well.

“P-Please…” she begged him. He slowly slid inside of her. While seeing her head turned to reveal her neck, he brushed his lips against her flesh. She shivered and her skin was covered in goosebumps as he began to thrust in and out faster. The feeling of his cock slipping in and out of her made her cry out in pleasure. The sensation was added when he trailed his tongue down her nape to her nipple.

He softly guided it around her nipple and felt as it rose underneath his tongue. She panted, her chest rising and falling every time he went deeper inside of her. His breath became shallower and Pinkie could tell, by his desperate attempt to cling on to her while his climax built up, that he was close to cumming.  She began to grind her pelvis against his force and shortly after he gasped and pressed his head against her chest.

Pinkie Pie wasn’t finished, and he could tell, so Cheese Sandwich held her legs and put them on his shoulders. He bowed his head to bring his mouth to her sheath. She gasped herself, grabbing the sheets beneath her while her back arched in pleasure.

“A-Ah..!” she breathed. He grazed his tongue and touched her center. Shortly after, he slid his tongue inside of her and sucked on her core. When she began to feel herself cumming, she groped herself desperately, seeking more pleasure. He then slipped in his own fingers and she whimpered in pleasure when she finally came.