Cherry Popped Tart

by Pumpkinonimous

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Human, Anthro, Random
Length: 3553

Twilight finally experiences the joys of sex! FINALLY!

Twilight gets some. FINALLY! :rainbowlaugh:

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-07-08 21:30:02 UTC

Cherry Popped Tart

Renting the spare room from Twilight Sparkle turned out to be a good move on my part. Being such a quiet, studious type she wasn’t inclined to throw loud parties. In fact, I don’t recall her ever throwing a party at the Golden Oak library. It was always quiet and that suited me just fine. I liked quiet. The quieter the better.

...

It’d been a hard day. Not a bad one, just hard in the sense that there’d been much work to do at Apple Jack’s orchard.

Not that I minded hard work, not at all. It was just that my muscles ached from being overworked digging holes to plant new trees in.

Yes, it was that time of year and I was taking advantage of a shortage of available laborers so, there I was, out there digging holes from sunrise to just about sunset.

The nice thing about it was Apple Jack had asked me to stay for dinner with her and her family.

That was fine with me. They’re pleasant, friendly folks always entertaining and fun in their folksy, country way so the time spent there was good. So was the food, even though most everything was made of apples, which I suppose would get monotonous after a while if I had to eat it every day.

Still, the nicest part was being around Apple Bloom. That little filly was just sweet as sugar and I’ll admit that I have a bit of a... Thing... For her, although as much as I’d like to I’d never tell her because, by my way of thinking, she’s just too young.

Which brings me to another thing; according to the unwritten law of Equestria but one which generally everyone agrees on is that, if a filly has her cutie mark then she’s old enough to... Well, you know.

That was the other problem. Apple Bloom didn’t have her cutie mark so there was no way of knowing how old she really was so she was pretty much off limits to me, anyway.

I’m getting way off track, here.

After my long, hard day of work and the nice dinner and time spent with the Apples I dragged my aching body home and jumped into a nice, soothing hot bath as soon as I could, which was as soon as I could get upstairs, get my clothes off, fill the tub and settle in which was no time at all.

After my bath I lay cooling off on my bed enjoying my little fantasies about Apple Bloom, my cock happily obliging all of my luscious mental images by rewarding me with a massive, rock hard boner.

That was fine. I hadn’t been laid since I’d gotten to Equestria, not that I didn’t want to, I did.

I’d met some truly fine, beautiful and downright sexy fillies during my time here, some of whom I’d bang in a hot second, if I knew how to approach them, which I wasn’t quite sure about.

Still, it had occurred to me more than once that it couldn’t be that much different than hitting on women back on Earth but being unsure about it kept me from using my old approaches and pick-up techniques. After all, I didn’t want anypony to be pissed off at me. I didn’t like it when anypony was pissed off at me, especially after all the ponies I’d met had treated me in such an awesome way, which was... Awesome.

Anyway, there I was laying on my bed enjoying my fantasies and happily stroking myself when I got this weird sense someone was watching me.

Distracted from my fantasies I opened my eyes and looked toward my door.

There, leaning against the door frame with her arms crossed was Twilight! She was wearing a baggy, white sleeveless tee shirt that was at least three sizes too big for her and, from what I could tell, nothing else. I wondered where she got the tee.

I don’t know how long she’d been watching me but just in that instant I saw that she was looking at me hungrily, lecherously.

Damn! I’d left my door open again! Since it was always so quiet I always had the impression I was alone in the house so leaving my door open had become a bad habit.

Startled, I recoiled in shouting shock, grabbed a towel and covered myself. I was completely mortified.

Twilight snickered like my reaction was cute. All I could do was stare back at her, my face as red as a stop light.

She smirked at me. Then, neither asking nor waiting for an invitation she sat on the bed next to me.

“Enjoying yourself, I see”, she said smoothly, calmly, apparently totally in control of herself. I blushed an even deeper red. I must have looked like a ripe tomato! If I hadn’t been so shocked by finding her in the doorway like that I think I would have found it annoying.

She smiled at me as if I was the cutest thing in the world.

“Oh, hey”, she said, “since I have your attention I’d like to get your opinion on something.”

I stared at her not knowing what to expect.

Reaching up behind her head, she grabbed the back of her overly large tee shirt and pulled it off, laid back and spread her legs.

“Rarity shaved my pussy earlier, today. Does it look okay?”, she asked, “she didn’t leave any stray hairs, did she? She said she didn’t but I think I can still feel some down there.”

Seeing Twilight laying naked on my bed with her legs spread wide open like that caused my boner to jump up over nine thousand levels of hardness. Seeing her like that had me throbbing and dripping precum like mad.

I’d already been worked up when she found me and seeing the gorgeous, beautiful, smooth round mound of her pussy, the lips slightly open, a little wet spot showing, drove me right over the edge.

It was too much. I couldn’t help or stop myself. I leaned my face over her crotch and buried my face in her pussy.

“Oh, hey!”, she shouted, pushing my head away, “I told you to look at it, not... Do whatever that was you were doing down there!”

I pulled my head up, looked up to find her looking back at me angrily.

“Besides, gross!”, she scowled, disgusted, “I pee from there!”

“Sorry. I thought you might like it”, I sighed, as I lay back down, glancing at her wondering why she was laying naked on my bed.

“So, why are you laying naked on my bed if you don’t want to do anything?”, I asked.

“Oh”, she said, sitting up but not covering herself. Force of habit for her, I guess, considering she ran around all over the place naked, anyway, except for those rare times when she indulged in what I guess she considered the slightly kinky act of wearing clothing.

“Well, just because I’m laying naked on your bed with my legs spread wide open doesn’t mean that I... Oh, wait... I guess it does”, she said sheepishly.

She started to cover her breasts with her hands, paused, dropped her hands again with a ‘fuck it’ expression on her face.

“So, since you got such an incredibly close look”, she giggled, “did you see any stray hairs down there?”

“Um, nope! Nope! Didn’t see any!”, I said quickly, trying really hard not to think about that luscious pussy of hers... Or her firm, gorgeous breasts... Or her amazingly beautiful, pear shaped ass... Or her overall awesome numminess...  Damn imagination! I suddenly found it very hard to look at her. Or maybe it was not look at her? That part’s a bit of a blur.

I don’t know what got into her but she suddenly reached over and snatched my towel away, revealing my huge, throbbing Mister Happy in all his rock hard glory.

“Hmm! What have we here?”, she smirked as she reached over and wrapped her hand around it. “Nice! I’ve never seen a human one of these, before.”

What?! I happened to know she’d never seen an any kind of those, before!

“Not surprising since there’s only a few in humans in Equestria and I’m  the only one living in Ponyville”, I said. Damn! I wish I hadn’t said that! Was I being stupid? I hoped not! Still, I couldn't help being totally fascinated by this truly weird thing that was going on in my bed!

“I had no idea the head would be so round”, she said. She ran a finger over it, “And it’s so soft! I had no idea!”

It was just then she noticed the huge drop of precum bulging from the hole on the tip. She dipped her finger in it, sniffed it then, tasted it.

“Hmm! Salty! Interesting!”, she said. She sounded like she was engaging in a biology experiment at school.

“So, I guess it works just like a regular one?”, she said, meaning a stallion pony cock.

Wait? How would she know? As far as I knew she didn’t have a boyfriend, had never had one and had no idea how a cock was supposed to work.

“Yeah, I guess so!”, I said, breathing hard, now, “But if you don’t take your hand off it you’re going to find out what it looks like when I blow a load!”

Surprised, she pulled her hand away quickly. She smiled lecherously a moment later.

She grabbed my Mister Happy, wrapped her hand around it and began pumping  it furiously.

Barely a second later my back arched and, groaning loudly, I blew, shooting that huge load at least a foot into the air. It fell back covering my cock and Twilight’s hand. She kept pumping.

“Ow! Ow! Stop! It hurts, now!”, I winced. She stopped.

Smiling and curious, she raised her hand to her nose, sniffed the cum then tasted it.

“Mm! Nice! A bit weird and salty but still nice!”, she said, smiling at me now. I handed her the towel so she could wipe her hand. She took it with thanks.

“Okay, your turn!”, I said, sitting up suddenly. She gave a surprised squeaking yelp as I pushed her back onto the bed. Prying her legs apart I buried my face in her crotch and began licking!

“Ew! Gross! Don’t lick me there! Stop that!”, she said at first until my enthusiastic licking began producing results.

She was gasping hard and groaning loudly within seconds and came to a full, explosive climax within a minute.

“Oh, wow! Uh, wow!”, she gasped, “I had... Woah! No idea anypony could do that to me!”

“You sound like you’ve never had a climax, before”, I said.

“I’ll never tell”, she gasped. That told me everything.

She struggled to sit up,  managed to do it. Then she leaned forward over me and began kissing me passionately.

“Do that to me again, please”, she cooed a moment later.

“Yeah, sure!”, I said, enthusiastically. She lay back, spread her legs and I once again buried my face in that sweet, delicious wetness and began licking again.

Within a minute another huge, gasping, shouting climax, this one resulting in several spurts of her juice. This time I didn’t stop.

“Oh, what? Whoah! What?”, she gasped as I felt her body build to another climax, then another, another, and another.

This went on for more than ten minutes until she could finally muster the will to push my head away.

“Whoah!”, she gasped raggedly, gulping air, her eyes rolling up in her head.

Her body was trembling violently from the aftershocks of all of those intense climaxes. She couldn’t speak for several minutes, just lay there recovering from what obviously was, for her, the most intense - and possibly first and only - sexual experience of her life.

Eventually she sat up, grabbed her head, still woozy from the aftershocks.

“Damn!”, she muttered, “That was... Woah!”

It was just then she looked at me and smiled, surprised to see I was rock hard, again.

“Already?”, she said, staring at my cock, “it usually takes an hour or so for a stallion to recover.”

Wait... How the hell would she know that? It was then I remembered she had a computer. And an Internet connection. Yeah, okay, it made sense.

Her lecherous, hungry grin returned. She licked her lips.

She leaped from her seat, ending right way up on my bed. She grabbed me, pulled me on top of her.

“Damn my curiosity!”, she growled, cooing, in my ear, “I’ve got to know, now!”

“But, aren’t you a virgin?”, I asked, surprised.

“It’s overrated”, she cooed, gasping now.

Oh, man! A virgin! I’d had virgins before and, although fun for the first few hours, I had no desire to break in and train the uninitiated again. In the end it was just too much work. Still, she was willing and she was here!

“Give it to me!”, she growled, “I want it! Now!” She grabbed my ass, started pulling our asses closer together, forcing the head of my cock closer to her pussy.

I was surprised. I hadn’t expected her to do that. Such passion!

Shrugging I drove my cock into her, felt her hymen resist against the head of my cock for a second then pop. I pushed hard and deep.

She screamed.

Not from pain but from the sheer intensity of the rush she felt when I pushed hard into her. Okay, maybe there was a little pain from when her cherry popped, too? It didn’t seem to be bothering her at all.

Oh, man! She was tight! Tighter than anyone I'd ever had, before! I wondered how long I could hold out.

Her hips were instantly and quickly rocking as I began fucking her.

“Throw your legs over my back”, I groaned into her ear. She did.

“OH! MY! YES! YES! YES!”, she shouted an instant later as she felt me plunge even deeper into her.

I began pumping her hard. She climaxed instantly. This was quickly followed by another, then another than another, her pussy contracting convulsively around my cock each time she climaxed.

She was fucking me hard now, throwing every muscle in her body into it, the rocking and bucking of her hips fast and wild, slamming into me as she strove to pull me into her as deeply as she could make me go. I was balls deep in her.

“Harder!”, she shouted in a gasping scream, “Harder! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!”

I cut loose and gave it everything I had, pumping into her like a jack hammer.

Her body stiffened like she was in a seizure. Her eyes rolled up as she threw her head back. Her loud moans were an almost constant scream of pleasure, now. It was clear her climaxes had blended together, had become one long continuous seemingly never ending climax of incredible intensity.

She was digging her nails deeply into the skin of my back as she fucked me with all her might, her hands occasionally lifting spastically as if she was losing control of them. Then, more nails digging deeply in. The skin of my back was being ripped by her nails. I didn’t notice or care at that moment.

She was convulsing violently now as her body struggled to deal with the power of the sexual forces racing and running through her every nerve, firing them to a white-hot burning intensity.

“NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWW!”, she finally screeched, her scream blasting into my ear in a long, hot breath.

That’s all it took! I’d been ready to blow for at least a minute but was holding myself back until she was ready. I let it all go inside her, felt myself explode, filling her with buckets of my white hot cum.

Even though I’d just cummed I knew she hadn’t finished so I just kept pumping with all of  what was left of my strength.

Suddenly her body froze, became stiff as steel. She could only hold her breath and squeak through tightly gritted teeth as that final climax built in her.

Struggling, she grabbed my head and pulled my face down to hers, began kissing me passionately.

Then, like a catapult released from its spring steel trigger she spasmed violently, releasing her breath in a loud, intense scream.

Once. Twice, Three times. Again! Again! She just kept hitting climax after violent climax! It seemed like it would go on forever.

Finally, the force of her climaxes eased until she lay under me a gasping, sweating, palpitating, trembling totally limp wreck.

I don’t know how long we lay tangled in each others arms. It could have been minutes or years, I couldn’t tell. My head was still spinning from the power of my own orgasm.

Finally, she began gently stroking my hair. That touch! It was so gentle! Her fingers running through my hair were just a delicious ecstacy, a subtle but magnificent icing on that incredible cake.

A moment later I felt her body wracked by a sob even as I heard it.  I opened my eyes to see her still closed eyes welling with tears.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”, I asked.

“I’m fine”, she gasped, smiling, as she reached up and wiped the tears from her eyes with the back of her hand. She opened her eyes and looked at me.

I had never seen such an ecstatic, joyful expression as hers, before. It was overwhelming.

She wrapped her arms around me, hugged me gently but tightly. She held me like that for I don’t know how long. I certainly didn’t care how long it was, all I cared about was that it felt so good to be with her like that.

So, we lay there on top of the covers sweaty and spent, wrapped in each others arms until we fell asleep.

We slept for fourteen hours, not waking up until late morning of the next day.

We awoke slowly, drowsily. I didn’t want to get up. Twilight just kept snuggling into me purring contentedly.

Finally, reality and thoughts of what had been planned for that day intruded on our peaceful interlude and we sat up, yawning and stretching.

“Oh, crap!”, said Twilight alarmed, “I missed my morning class! My teacher’s gonna be pissed!

I glanced at the clock and groaned with a wince. I’d also missed getting to work on time at the Apple farm. It wouldn’t be the least bit surprising if either Apple Jack or Big Mac had come around looking for me, wondering why I hadn’t shown up. They were very caring folk and it would be like them to do that.

Also, Twilight mentioned that she never missed a class so her teacher probably had search parties out hunting for her.

All we could do was shrug and laugh it off. Nobody needed to know what had happened and nobody would. We’d have our appropriate explanations for when the inevitable questions were asked. We were also sure that it wouldn’t take anyone long to figure out what’d really happened. We didn’t care.

We eventually got up out of bed, argued for a moment over who’d get the shower first. There was only one in the house and we shared it. I relented, told Twilight she could go first. She was happy with that.

“So, what do we call this?”, she asked, pausing in my doorway.

“What do you mean?”, I asked.

“Um... You have an expression... Eff Doubleyew Bee, I think it is?”

“You mean Friends With Benefits?”

“Yeah, but not that one. There’s another one.”

I thought for a moment.

“You mean Fuck Buddies?”, I asked, surprised that Twilight would even think of such a thing.

“Yeah, that one!”, she grinned, “That’s what we are, now.  Fuck buddies.”

She walked out the door smiling, a content expression on her face.

I got out of bed and thought of what I’d tell the Apples when I had to tell them why I was late. A while later Twilight came back to tell me the shower was available.

She paused, smiled, then, stepping over to me, wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tight. I hugged her back. I never knew until then what a wonderful, restorative power a hug could hold. I didn’t want to let go of her and it was clear she would have stayed right there holding me all day if she could have.

“So, you’re okay with the whole fuck buddy thing?”, I asked. Maybe I shouldn’t have asked it but I felt a need to.

“For now”, she smiled quietly, resting her head on my chest, “we’ll just have to wait and see what happens.”

Twilight and I have been fuck buddies for two years, now, and our little arrangement couldn’t have worked out better. Still, and even though we’d agreed that we could see other ponies if we wanted to, we never have.

Twilight never said what her exact reasons were but as for mine, well, Twilight’s just too important, too special to me to risk hurting and, so, I never have taken up with anypony else. I’m perfectly happy with the way things are.

And so is she.