Burning For Sweetie

Scootaloo’s high came crashing down as she snapped her legs shut and rolled over. She faced away from Sweetie and pulled a blanket over her lower body. Unable to bring herself to look Sweetie in the eyes; not after what she saw and probably heard.

“Scootaloo,” Sweetie Belle said with a hushed tone.

“Please go away!” Scootaloo cried as tears of shame and humiliation trickled down her face. There was no going back from that. She knew these fantasies were bad; she just couldn’t control herself.

“Scoots.” Sweetie sat on the edge of the bed. “I-I’m sorry. I, um… if it makes you feel better, I do it too,” she admitted bashfully.

Scootaloo said nothing. What Sweetie said registered in the back of her mind, but it did little to comfort her.

“I, um…” she trailed off not knowing what else to say.

“How long where you standing there?”

“Um, I heard you screaming my—screaming and I saw you finish.” Sweetie took a deep breath. “I so sorry I just couldn’t look away. I’ve never seen a-a pony use a… you know. I came over to help with your homework when I heard loud shouts. I thought something bad happened so I ran inside.”

“I’m sorry too. For um—“ Scootaloo stopped herself from mentioning the fantasies. She had no idea how to express her feelings to Sweetie, but having Sweetie catch her masturbating wasn’t part of it. “I’m in heat. That’s the real reason I’ve been ducking out on crusading. It’s just the heat outside and time of year has me so horny, I can’t control it.”

“I know… it was bad for me two weeks ago. I didn’t even come to class. I faked being sick for the whole week.”

Sweetie was confessing such intimate information instead of being disgusted. It was time for Scootaloo to address the elephant in the room. “Sweetie…”

“Hmm?”

“I guess you heard me—what I was saying. This isn’t how I wanted you to find out, but I—well I’ve had several fantasies, mostly about you.”

“Scootaloo as awkward as it was, it’s okay. Being in heat does things to you. Having vivid fantasies is okay. I’ve, um, had some intense ones too.”

She isn’t running for the door! Scootaloo’s heart pounded against her chest. “Did any of them involve anyone from class? Or your friends? Were you sneaking peeks under tails—”

Sweetie reached over Scootaloo’s shoulder and silenced her with a hoof. “Yes,” she said quietly. “I know what you’re going through…”

“I like you a lot,” Scootaloo blurted out. “I mean these fantasies are more than just heat induced horniness.”

To Scootaloo’s surprise Sweetie only rubbed her shoulder and kissed her cheek softly. “I like you too, Scoots.”

Scootaloo rolled over, facing Sweetie for the first time. She flashed a nervous smile, her red face contrasting with her stunning emerald eyes. She didn’t even think twice and planted her lips on Sweetie’s.

It was a short kiss but it was better than anything either one had imagined. They stared into each other’s eyes, panting, sharing breath.

“To tell the truth, that display got me a little worked up,” Sweetie confessed. She pressed her face into Scootaloo’s and let her tongue wander into Scootaloo’s mouth. She exhaled sharply through her nose when she felt Scootaloo’s tongue join hers.

Sweetie’s lips were softer and sweeter than Scootaloo could have imagined. She pulled back from Sweetie, letting her nose rest against Sweetie’s.

Sweetie pulled away, lying on her back. “You’re a good kisser, Scoots,” she mused. “Since you’ve been sneaking peeks under my tail all week, why don’t I give you a proper look?”

Before Scootaloo could so much as respond, Sweetie spun herself around and opened her legs, revealing herself to Scootaloo.

Scootaloo could see her lips were slightly wet and puffy. All she could do was stare. Sweetie’s pussy turned her on. She felt her own pussy squeezed something long and hard, and she remembered in her panicked state she forgot to take the dildo out.

“Do you like it?” Sweetie asked.

“Mmm,” was the only response she could muster. Slowly, Sweetie’s clit poked out between her lips, and a bead of clear liquid ran down her thigh.

Unsatisfied with that response, Sweetie spread her labia with her hooves.

Scootaloo groaned; Sweetie’s pussy was pinker than she imagined. It looked so inviting with her juices running and her clit flexing. She found herself inches away, taking in the musky scent, so thick she could taste the tang through her nose. Sweetie’s vagina was a tight oval-like shaped hole that clenched every time her clit popped forward.

Scootaloo took her time studying Sweetie’s most intimate parts as her own arousal went wild. She felt herself flexing on the dildo as the thick musky scent almost got her off again. But she ignored it as she carefully examined every inch: the bean-shaped clit, the rich pink flesh, her clenching hole, begging to be filled, and her puckered tail hole—where her nose bumped against. She inhaled deep, the scent drove her wild and she extended her tongue and licked around the rim.

Sweetie gasped, “O-oh!”

Scootaloo drove her tongue into Sweetie’s tail hole, swirling it around, feeling her slick inside.

“Scoots, that feels so… strange,” Sweetie moaned, still holding herself open. “Does it—does it taste bad?”

Scootaloo withdrew her tongue from her, licked around her rim again, then pulled back to admire Sweetie’s plot hole. “No. It tastes tangy, but I kinda like it.” She then returned her tongue inside, pushing further than before. She pulled her tongue back to the tip then pushed the full length back in.

“Oh, do that again,” Sweetie groaned. She never expected she could feel such pleasure from there, but every time Scootaloo’s tongue slid in and out, it delivered an electrical shock. Soon she was moaning and groaning as Scootaloo’s tongue slid back and forth faster, occasionally stopping to lick around the puckered hole before diving back inside.

“Scoots, that feels amazing. I need you to lick me, though.”

Scootaloo knew what she wanted, but she kept her tongue deep in Sweetie’s plot hole. She stopped her tongue and prepared to pull out when an idea struck her. Keeping her tongue inside, she reached back to her own unattended parts and gave the dildo a couple of quick pumps then she pulled it out with loud slick sound.

Pulling her tongue out, Scootaloo planted a kiss on her puckered hole and took one last whiff, making her shudder. She brought the dildo, dripping with her juices, to Sweetie’s hole and pushed the tip in.

“Oh, yes!” Sweetie exclaimed when she felt the wet tip spread her.

After the tip penetrated, it slid inside with ease. Scootaloo pushed it to the hilt then turned her attention to the main course. She dove in, breathing Sweetie’s arousal deep into her lungs. She licked the entire length of her slit, making Sweetie shudder loudly.

Scootaloo groaned into Sweetie’s pussy, the taste was heavenly. Her arousal was sweet and tangy, and Scootaloo couldn’t get enough.

“Yes! Oh! Inside, inside!”

Needing no further encouragement, Scootaloo pushed her tongue against Sweetie’s entrance. Two hooves rested on her head, pushing her into Sweetie’s pussy as Scootaloo’s tongue slid inside the tight hole.

Oh, Celestia, I’m actually inside her pussy!

The taste was more potent inside, overwhelmingly thick. More fluids came gushing out. All of which Scootaloo slurped down happily as she swirled her tongue around inside, feeling the warm velvet-like walls. The sound of Sweetie’s moans and squeaks made Scootaloo increase her efforts. She slid her tongue out, swirling it around Sweetie’s swollen clit.
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“You taste so good, Sweetie. I could do this all day,” Scootaloo said then resumed making circular licks on her sensitive button. With her hooves, she grabbed the hilt of the dildo and began sliding it back and forth.

“Yes! Oh, Scootaloo, talk dirty to me!” Sweetie wailed.

“I could lick you pussy all day, drink your cum, lick your tail hole. I want you to cum in my mouth!” Scootaloo felt Sweetie shudder and she knew what was coming. She pushed her tongue inside Sweetie’s depths just as Sweetie squealed. Her vagina clasped around Scootaloo’s tongue, contracting as juices came gushing out. She felt Sweetie’s body shake as her clit locked forward and her pussy spasmed.

Scootaloo kept her mouth latched on Sweetie’s pussy as her orgasm subsided.

“That. Was. Amazing!” Sweetie panted, running her hooves through Scootaloo’s mane as she continued to lick Sweetie’s pussy. “Scoots, oh… it ever feels good after…” Sweetie leaned back, enjoying the continued service. “Let me take care you. I know you need it.”

Scootaloo continued to lick Sweetie, ignoring her. She swirled her tongue around Sweetie’s sensitive clit, making Sweetie buck her hips.

“Scoots, don’t you want to lick you down there?”

“Mmm.” Scootaloo pulled away, wiping the dripping juices from her mouth. Sweetie closed her legs while reaching to remove the dildo. “Leave it inside. I want to buck you with that inside you after this,” Scootaloo panted.

Scootaloo presented herself to Sweetie, her pussy dripping. “I’m so —mmm!” Scootaloo let out a sharp gasp as Sweetie spread her pussy lips and her tongue made contact with her entrance. Sweetie licked her whole length a few times and then she started to focus around the entrance.

“You taste amazing!”

“Uuugh!” Scootaloo cried out as she felt Sweetie’s hot tongue penetrate her. She was so close. The way Sweetie’s tongue rotated and and dug into her depths and the heat of her breath against her clit were too much. It hit like a ton of bricks. She came hard and long into Sweetie’s waiting mouth.

Sweetie pulled her dripping mouth away, panting. “Wow, you squeezed hard.”

“Yours did too. That was amazing, better than my hoof. Sorry it was quick, I was so worked up, and being in heat makes it more sensitive I think.”

Sweetie nodded and smiled. “It’s okay.” She rested herself against Scootaloo, still on her back, she pulled the dildo halfway out of her ass then slid it back in. “It just feels so… different in there. Do you like it in there?”

“Sometimes. It just looks so hot, seeing it sticking out of you next to that amazing pussy.”

Sweetie groaned as she continued to work the dildo. “Well, you can lick it—and my other hole, any time you want.”

“Mmmm, me too.” She could feel the relentless heat returning as she watched Sweetie slide the dildo in and out of her plot hole. “Just give me a few…” Scootaloo moved herself out from under Sweetie and made her way between Sweetie’s legs. She stopped her ministrations when saw where Scootaloo was going.

Licking the outside of her labia, Scootaloo noticed a different taste then inside her lips. It was her flavor… just a different variation, like her plot hole and vagina. Scootaloo’s tongue spread her lips and travelled over the familiar treasure within. Her arousal returned instantly. She could feel herself dripping and winking. Scootaloo rubbed herself while exploring Sweetie.

But not wanting Sweetie too far gone, just yet, Scootaloo pulled her face out of her crotch and climbed on top of her.

“What are you doing?”

“We are going to rub them together. I heard this feels better than anything.” Scootaloo positioned herself, using her hind legs to spread Sweetie’s legs apart. She lowered her dripping pussy to Sweetie’s. She could feel her perky teats as their lowered bodies connected.

“Aaah!” They cried in unison as their clits touched. For Scootaloo, it was pleasure beyond anything she’s ever experienced. It drove her wild to have her most intimate parts held against another’s. She felt a thrill in sharing her body in such a personal way. To touch somepony the way she was made her realize just how special the other pony was to her.

Out of instinct, Scootaloo, bucked her hips, pushing her clit harder against Sweetie’s. “Sweetie! I love you so much.” She licked Sweetie’s neck and kissed her lips. She liked Sweetie's little squeaks and cute moans, the way Sweetie held her, and the way the hilt of her toy protruded from her ass.

“Oh, oh, oh, Scootaloo! I love you too. This feels soo good, especially with your toy inside me.”

Their bodies continued to grind as they approached their climax. The headboard was smacking the wall again as their tempo picked up. Scootaloo was starting to sweat as her thrusts became wild.

“Sweetie, I-I’m close.”

“Me too,” Sweetie whimpered.

A few more powerful thrusts and Scootaloo felt herself go over the edge. She pushed her clit against Sweetie’s as hard as she could as they both cried out in ecstasy. Their bodies vibrated as they squirted their juices all over each other’s pussies and the bed.

With a final groan Scootaloo rolled off, exhausted. For the time being, her heat had been sated. Sweetie slid the dildo out and rolled over, snuggling up against Scootaloo. “I love you,” she muttered then drifted off to sleep with a slack grin on her face.

Scootaloo kissed her cheek, taking comfort in holding Sweetie close to her. She was relieved her parents wouldn’t be back until later tomorrow, giving them plenty of time to fool around in the morning.