Catching a Butterfly

Fluttershy had been gone for some time. The best part of an hour, Crescent reckoned. Each pony made their pitch in turn and then returned to the waiting room. Seeing as Fluttershy went in last, she'd probably be the last to come back out. Though judging by how many had come back through, it wouldn't be long now. Fluttershy really had a good cause for the funding, but Crescent didn't doubt some of the other ponies did too.

After a few more minutes, the door handle turned, and the door swung back revealing a flustered Fluttershy. She was definitely a little sweatier now and her heart was really beating - public speaking definitely wasn't her forte. But it was over now, and that in itself made her feel better. Her eyes were drawn almost immediately back to Crescent Moon, and she practically bolted over to him, sitting down beside him and squeezing into a chair that was nowhere near big deal enough to seat the entirety of her huge ass

"Oh Crescent, I couldn't wait to get out of there! I don't think I did a good job making my pitch, I was so nervous. I hate speaking in public like that! I hope I didn't screw up too badly."

Crescent could see she was feeling a fair number of emotions right now, the rising and falling of her oversized mammaries indicating her breathing was still quite rapid, but slowing.

"I'm sure you didn't, Fluttershy. I know how passionate you are about this whole thing, I don't doubt that enthusiasm rubbed off on 'em."

She smiled, then sighed.

"I'm glad it's over. I've been thinking about if for weeks and no matter what happens I'm glad it's dealt with. I really wanna get outta this little room, is it hot in here or is it just me?"

Crescent smirked and looked her over.

"Oh, it's definitely you."

Fluttershy actually laughed - surprising herself in the process. The euphoria of having this big, intimidating event cast off had put her in high spirits, to say the least.

But it was more than that. This charming stallion had struck a chord deep inside her. He was understanding, patient, and seemed to be compassionate. He had an interest in her that she couldn't help but reciprocate. She'd had the occasional "nice tits!" thrown at her in the past, but never anything meaningful. Sure, he liked her body (and so did she for that matter) but it wasn't the only thing he took notice of.

He was attractive and likeable, and she knew that she wanted more than a cuddle or kiss for once in her life. She could carry on being timid and beating around the bush, or she could step out of her comfort zone and cut to the chase, to get what she really wanted but was yet to have - a good, hard rutting.

The little waiting room was empty save for the pair of them. Letting her inhibitions go for once, Fluttershy decided to get the ball rolling. She looked down at her stupendously large chest, and appreciatively took note that even in an XXXL shirt, her enormous boobs were still straining the buttons to just short of breaking point, her bra visible through the gaps. Damn, was she stacked. She opened out each hand and grabbed her chest, applying some pressure and feeling the oodles of breast flesh compliantly compress in her grasp, and it felt pretty good. Crescent Moon watched in silence, eyebrows raised. She turned to him.

"So you're pretty keen on these, huh?"

“Uh, y-yeah, you could say that.”

He watched intently as she kneaded her oversized funbags while biting her lip and sneaking glances at him. He felt his pants begin to tighten as his fifteen-inch length, not bad at all for a stallion, begin to awaken in its cloth prison, creating a larger bulge than there had been already at his crotch. She could only giggle as he watched, slack-jawed.

“I think we should take this to the men’s room, Crescent. I don’t want to wait until I’m home, I need this now. How about you?”

“Uh, yeah, yes, sure.”

She stood and stepped in front of him, bending forward to reach for his hand. Fuck, her cleavage seemed to go on forever. Her nipples looked like thumbs poking through her shirt!

“Let’s go then! If… if you really want to, that is.”

She reached out and he stretched out his arm to meet her hand. He took it, surprised by just how softly she held onto his hand as he stood up. They stepped out of the waiting room and back out into the corridor, the cooler air feeling pleasant on their coats.

Walking briskly, Fluttershy leading and still clasping his hand, they walked down the 50 yards or so to the men’s washroom and, with a glance in either direction down the hall, pushed the door open and disappeared inside.

It was empty and silent, save for the sounds of the city quietly audible through an open window at the far end of the room. They slipped into the cubicle at the far end and locked the door. It was quite crowded with the two of them inside but it was better than they expected, a rather generous amount of space either side of the seat.

Fluttershy quickly unzipped her pencil skirt and shimmied it down her legs, being careful not to rip it while pulling it off her wide hips and over her meaty thighs. Crescent undid his jeans and also slipped them off, layering them on top of his shoes and socks in the corner. Remarkably to her, all of Fluttershy’s shirt buttons had survived the day’s activity so far and she carefully undid each one before pulling the shirt off of her shoulders and discarded it onto a little pile of her own garments next to Crescent’s - before long, they were both down to their underwear.

“Jeez, you look incredible, Fluttershy.”

Her enormous chest packed into a pretty little (at least for her) white bra was a sight to behold, flesh oozing out from the sides and a little from beneath while the gargantuan globes themselves quivered with her every movement. She held her arms close in on either side, forcing the monumental spheres together, the flesh bubbling outward and projecting even further forward than it had been - a good foot, at least.

“They’re still growing. These fit me six months ago.”

"That's amazing. They're so... big."

He held them in his hands, admiring, adoring, practically worshipping them. He leaned in to her, burying his face and, in fact, most of his head into that most welcoming valley of clean, malleable breast. The scent was incredible, her sweet perfume in concert with the natural freshness of her own coat.

Eventually he managed to pull himself away. She giggled again, and turned, presenting the big, wide clasp which held her mammoth bra to her mammoth chest.

Typical for a stallion, undoing bra clasps wasn't one of Crescent's fortes, but the sheer size of this bra's assembly made the task pretty simple. He undid the back, and Fluttershy drew the great cups off and up, there was a gentle but audible whump as her breasts spilled out and slapped against her stomach.

One of Crescent's hands snaked round in front and clasped her naked breast for the first time. His eyebrows raised reflexively - it was even more soft and warm and pleasing in his grasp than he was expecting.

His other hand traced along her right hip, also remarkably soft and voluptuous, almost hemispherical in its rotundness. Slipping into her small (on her frame) panties, his fingers parted her moist folds and teased her inner passage, eliciting cute little moans from Fluttershy who was fondling her own breast alongside the one Crescent was groping, her nipples by now rock-hard in the cool air.

Massaging her clitoris between his thumb and forefinger, Crescent managed to squeeze a loud moan from Fluttershy, which she quickly suppressed by shutting her mouth and groaning through her nose.

Just about pent up enough to feel the foreplay had gone on long enough, despite it barely having begun, Fluttershy gently persuaded Crescent's hand back out of her underwear so she could shimmy it down off of her wide hips and down her legs.

Crescent took the opportunity to do the same, sliding his briefs down his subtly toned legs and stepping out of them, using his foot to slide them out of the way.

Wordlessly, Fluttershy stood to the side and placed her hands up against the cubicle wall, sticking her big butt out a little as her boobs splayed out against the wall.

Already very hard, Crescent steadied himself, holding one hand against her hip and gently guiding his solid foot and a half or so of stallion cock into her needy pussy. Fluttershy groaned long and low as each girthy inch pushed her inner passage outward and forced its way persuasively deeper into her core.

Crescent paused for a moment, savouring the simple and incomparable pleasure of his current situation - being hilted deep inside this impossibly sexy mare.

The pause didn't last long, though, and he soon drew back for the first thrust, Fluttershy anticipating it certainly as much as he was. He pushed forward with his hips, repeating his first thrust but with much more briskness and a little more force, the mare in front of him clenching around his length at the sudden reintroduction of that pillar of power.

Crescent began in earnest, thrusting in and out at a fair pace and pushing with his hips each time, setting Fluttershy's curvaceous body into a fit of jiggling with every advance of his member.

Fluttershy could only whimper in pleasure as she was reamed, Crescent's impressive shaft filling her comprehensively as he thrust repeatedly into her.

His grunts and her groans steadily raised in volume as his pace quickened and his thrusts strengthened, pushing all of his fifteen inches over and over into her hungry folds. Fluttershy was loving the feeling of being so completely full every time he was up to the hilt in her, and the inch after inch of rubbing girth massaging her vagina as he slid in and out was in and of itself simply bliss.

Suddenly, though - a creak. Crescent froze, and Fluttershy held her breath. Someone had joined them, but apparently wasn't aware of them or what they were doing. They heard him humming a tune to himself as he turned on a faucet and began to scrub his hands.

Fluttershy felt an incredible rush at the closeness of this interloper. The thick slab of meat wedged deep into her felt hotter and more pleasing than ever before as she stood stock-still, mid-fuck, the stallion behind her breathing hot breath onto the nape of her neck as his hands dug into the supple flesh of her hips.

He gave a little flick of his hips, gently forcing himself even further inside of her. She put a hand on her mouth and cried out into it, lidded eyes almost rolling into the back of her head as the sheer taboo of this situation made her even hornier.

After the oblivious stallion dried off his hands with a quick blast of hot air, whistling merrily to himself, he walked back the way he came and the door opened with another creak. After a pause, the door returned to its closed position with a quiet knock.

In the blink of an eye, Crescent pulled his hips back, pushed them forward, and rammed his dick as far as it would go back into Fluttershy, who practically screamed with ecstasy into the hand that was still covering her mouth.

Crescent grabbed handfuls of her big, fat ass cheeks as he pounded the fat pussy beneath them. Fluttershy's eyes were beginning to water as the indescribable waves of bliss ebbed and flowed through her core, extending in all directions through her quivering body, both hands fiercely clamped onto her oversized mammaries.

She could feel a white-hot furnace of heat building in her groin as Crescent's pounding stepped up again, the steady and noisy thwap, thwap, thwap echoing through the room. The climax was approaching for both of them. Fluttershy was going to get there first, it seemed. She was shuddering, convulsing with the orgasmic sensations tearing her insides apart. She was just about cresting the wave as Crescent made a particularly powerful thrust.

"Cumming, cumming, cumming!"

She squealed as her pussy clamped down hard on Crescent's dick, her insides burning with carnal pleasure as she cried out in orgasm. It felt so good, and it just kept on going. Crescent kept thrusting, and each thrust during this shattering climax just took her to higher and higher plateaus of ecstasy. Fluttershy's squeals and cries, as well as the sudden increase in tightness down below, was more than enough to finish off Crescent Moon.

His tennis ball-sized testes drew up, and his whole rod trembled as he came.

"F-fugh, ah!"

He jolted his hips forward, leaning in to her and pressing her against the wall as he deposited his load deep inside her. Blasts of hot, thick jizz exploded into her womb over and over again. He couldn't stop cumming - her pussy just felt so damn good. He wrapped his hands around her waist, his hips sinking into her big, soft buttocks as his sperm filled her up with rope after rope of cum.

A few weak spurts finished off the longest orgasm of his life. His head drooped down, resting against her shoulder which he promptly kissed. After a few more moments of savouring the warmth of Fluttershy's pussy, he pulled out his softening shaft and a few globs of his jism splattered against the floor.

Fluttershy turned around, her face flushed, but wearing a smile. It was Crescent's turn to be pinned against the wall as she practically threw herself against him, wrapping her arms around him and pressing her huge tits into his chest.

His hands were quick to make their way around to her fat booty, which he unashamedly groped and fondled as they passionately kissed. Fluttershy broke the kiss and looked into his eyes.

"That was so, so good. Part of me can't believe I did it. But I did, and it was amazing."

Crescent smiled and pecked her on the lips.

"Sure was. How about we get dressed and head to my place? S'a lot roomier than this, for a start."

"Well, judging by your performance here, you don't need a lot of room."

Crescent smirked and slapped her ass, eliciting a yelp and a giggle from Fluttershy.

"Maybe. But I could sure use a lie down. Then we could go for round two. How's that sound?"

Fluttershy squeezed her thick thighs around the soft length nestled between them, and could feel it begin to awaken again.

"Sounds great."