“Scootaloo!” Her father’s voice boomed.
“Yeah dad?” Scootaloo answered.
“Get in here and get your mail!”
Mail? Scootaloo queried, from whom would she get mail?
She looked at the envelope and was pleasantly surprised to see it was from Babs, all the way in Manehattan. Scootaloo opened it up and started to read it, then went in her room and shut the door. She thought it interesting that Babs had sent a letter. Babs had been home for a week now, but something unusual happened when she was here, something involving her and Scootaloo.
Scootaloo had broken a wheel on her scooter, it rolled deep into a bush and her and Babs went in the bush the same time to retrieve it. They brushed up against each other and looked into each other’s eyes for what seemed like forever. There was a strange feeling, a chemistry that was unmistakable. Scootaloo wanted to reach out and touch Babs. When Babs reached in for the wheel, Scootaloo couldn’t help but notice that she smelled amazing. She caught a little glimpse of Bab’s pussy as she reached over and it smelled good. Sweet, musky, and a little fishy..and it gave Scootaloo a little cramp. She liked it.
She wondered if Babs was having these same feelings. By the electricity in the air, it was obvious that she was. Scootaloo wanted to take her vulva in her mouth and suck on it, and move up to her nipples. She knew it would taste sweet. The silence was broken and Babs blurted, “You smell good Scootaloo.”
Her statement must have surprised both of them because they both scurried out of the bush at the same time and resumed fixing the scooter, with red blushing faces.
Scootaloo wondered if the letter might be about what happened. She sat on her bed and opened it up. It read:
“Dear Scootaloo,
Hey girl, how are you? How is your wheel holding up? Can't be having a scooter with wheels falling off all the time, can you? How is everyone there? Manehattan is so busy all the time, there’s so much going on and it’s nice to get to Ponyville and enjoy the fresh air and the scenery. You’re lucky to live there, Scoots.”
Scoots?
“Scootaloo, remember what happened when we were in the bush getting the wheel? That’s what I wanted to talk to you about. I don’t know where to begin, I feel like I’m crazy. Am I crazy? Maybe. Anyways… I felt something when we were standing so close to each other. I’ve never felt it before but I liked it. I felt like I wanted to kiss you. Please don’t think I’m crazy, I really did feel that way. I also thought I saw you looking at my privates. Were you? I don’t know how to say this so I’m just going to come out and say it. I like you. I like you alot. I like you the way colts and fillies like each other. Do you like me, too.”
{ } Yes
{ } No
{ } Maybe
Check one and send the letter back, I’ve included a stamped envelope. I miss you alot, Scootaloo.
Love, your friend,
Babs
Without hesitation Scootaloo checked ‘yes’ and hastily stuffed the letter in the envelope and put it in the mail box.
***
Exactly one week later, another letter came, and a package, as well. The letter was marked with a very bold “OPEN FIRST”. Scootaloo opened it and it read: “ Open the package IN PRIVATE” so Scootaloo headed for her room but not without her parents questioning.
“Who’s the box from?” Her father asked.
“Um..it’s..it’s from Babs.”
“Open it up, let’s see what it is.”
Scootaloo’s heart began to race because she had NO idea what was in it, but the instructions clearly said to open in private.
“The letter said I can’t open it until Hearth’s Warming Eve.” she stammered.
“Its June.”
“I know dad...I’m just telling you what she told me.”
“Ok Scootaloo. Save it for Hearth’s Warming Eve.”
Scootaloo sighed relief and went in her room. She closed the door, sat on her bed and opened the box. There were a few things in there that she had no idea whatsoever what they were. One was a blue, long, hard, phallical looking object. She giggled because it looked like a stallion’s…
ahem.
She held it in her hooves and giggled at it while she spun it around, smelled it and even licked it. The next object looked like one of Rarity’s necklaces...it was a long string of beads. She put it around her neck assuming it was just that. The next item was a simple little brown teddy bear. It was cute, it had fuzzy ears and long fur. The last item was clothespins, four of them. She wondered why she had to open this in private? What was the big deal? Then she opened the enclosed envelope and saw the pictures. She locked her door.
They were pictures of Babs. The first one was her lying on her back with her back legs spread open..all the way open. She spread her pussy open with her front legs and had a sexy look on her face. Scootaloo licked her lips. The next one was Babs in the same position, except with the dildo sticking out of her pussy. It looked like Babs was pushing it in. Scootaloo wondered if she was supposed to do the same thing with it. She spread open her legs and tried to push it in. It hurt, so she backed off. The next picture was of Bab’s backside. The necklace was coming out of her ass. Scootaloo blushed. Why would she put that there? The next picture was of Babs with the clothespins on her nipples. To Scootaloo it looked like it hurt!
Finally, the last picture was of Babs with the teddy bear. She had it stuffed in her pussy and only it’s bob tail was sticking out. This made her blush even more. Why would she...then Scootaloo put the bear up next to her face and smelled...it smelled just like Babs. Scootaloo couldn't put it down. She practically shoved it up her nose. All this stuff was amazing but Scootaloo wasn’t sure what she was supposed to do with it, so she read the letter.
“Hey girl...were you surprised? I took these pictures just for you. I thought it would be fun if you put these toys inside you and while you were playing with them you could read the next page. “
Scootaloo laid on her back and stared at the dildo. She moved it down over her body and when it ran over her nipples she felt a strong wave of pleasure rush through her body. It was electric, it made her feel weak in the limbs. She continued to move it down until she reached her loins. It seemed so...big! She opened her legs and tried to push it in. “Owww” she complained. It hurt. She rubbed it flush with her pussy and it felt good, it was smooth and silky. She held it upright and pushed it in again. “Owww,” she moaned, and felt a tight pinch and then...it went in. It went ALL the way in. It felt amazing! She used her hoof to move it around in a circular motion. It hit her clit and sent her through the roof. She already loved this thing! She pushed it in and out, loving the way it stretched her out and felt full and warm inside her. She contracted her muscles and felt them wrap tight around it. She was getting wet and it was slipping in and out. Scootaloo arched her back and cried out.
She paused for a moment and picked up the string of beads. Absolutely unsure about this one, she thought about skipping it but if Babs could do it, certainly she could as well. So she rolled over, careful not to let the dildo slip out, and put one of the beads in. It wasn’t that bad. It just felt like she had to poo, but it was a different feeling...a good feeling. She didn’t hesitate and just shoved the rest of them in. With the dildo in her pussy and the beads in her ass, she felt a pleasure she’d never felt before. She wiggled around on the bed and reveled in this new found pleasure.
Now for the clothespins. She had seen these all the time at Rarity’s house but never knew they were for this! She opened one up and closed it on one of her nipples. It hurt..but it hurt good. She pulled on it and got the same electric pulse. She twisted it, pushed on it, pulled it, and flicked it with her hoof. Incredible. She wasted no time putting on the other three. She placed the teddy bear that smelled like Babs-right beside her face, and then she laid down and began to read the letter.
“I”m lying right next to you Scootaloo, can you feel me? Can you feel my heat against you? I’m pressing my body next to yours, putting my back leg over your leg. We fit together like a puzzle. I run my hooves through your mane, it’s so soft and luxurious and silky, it smells clean and fruity. I look deep into your eyes. Your lavender eyes are so pretty, they sparkle like diamonds. I lean into you and put my lips on yours. Your lips are soft and supple and they taste sweet. I lick a little spittle off your lips and then drop some of mine on, for you to lick. “
Scootaloo pushed and pulled the dildo inside her. She pulled on her nipples, and licked the teddy bear where it smelled like Babs. It tasted salty.
“I love the way your lips feel, and I love the way they taste. Your breath is sweet and delicate. I put my tongue in your mouth, it's warm, and wet, just like my pussy. I flick my tongue in your mouth as my pussy starts to quiver and twitch. We kiss long, and passionately, I suck on your tongue and use mine to explore your sweet little mouth, your teeth, and the insides of your cheeks.
I put my leg around yours and start rubbing my pussy up against your leg. Can you feel my wetness on your leg? I straddle you and now you have all of my weight on you. I lick your nipples and they start getting hard. I rub them with my hooves and pinch the nipples, you cry out in passion. I put my mouth over your nipples and kiss and lick each one of them. They’re nice and hard now.”
Scootaloo pulled on the clothespins. She pulled one of the beads out and pushed and pulled the dildo inside, stopping at her clit to rub furiously with the tip, and licked and bit at the teddy bear.
“My pussy is rubbing up against yours, Scootaloo, and I want our wetness to be entwined, but first, I want you to taste me. I move up and my pussy is now right over your face. Can you smell me, Scootaloo? Can you smell my pussy, is it driving you wild? You stick your tongue just inside me, and move it around as I rotate my hips. Then I sit on your face. With all my weight I sit on your face. Your face has been consumed by my pussy. I can feel your tongue reaching and searching inside of me, I can feel it hitting my clit. You gently lick me from the top to the bottom with long, deliberate strokes, and start to pound on my clit with your tongue. It makes me stiff, I sit up straight and I wiggle my hips so my pussy consumes you. I can hear you sucking and slurping my juices, and I push down so that you have to come up for breath. You nibble on my clit and that sends me through the ceiling, it feels so good.”
Scootaloo was pounding that dildo inside of herself, as it rubbed up against her clit she jerked it upwards and rotated it around and it made her buck her hips. She was frantically biting at the bear, imagining Bab’s pussy in her face, imaging her face in Babs’ as she smelled her on the fur of the bear. She pulled a few more beads out and noticed that she was dripping wet, she was leaving a spot on her bed.
“Your tongue has been working over my clit so well I can feel the pressure build, I can feel myself cumming, but I hold back. I want so bad to explode all over your face and drown you with cum, but I want to taste you, and I want you to taste me. I come up and kiss you again, and then I move down to your pussy and bury my face in you. You are so wet, and I can feel the winking and twitching. My tongue goes inside you as I search for your clit. I lick the hood of your clit slowly, then start to spell the alphabet with my tongue. I work over every inch of your silk purse, stopping to concentrate on your clit, which appears to be just too much for you to take. “
Scootaloo was frantic. She hammered the dildo inside her, and yanked on the beads. When they came out she nearly fell off the bed. She could feel it from the other side, in her pussy, as they pop! pop! popped out, rubbing against the skin around her hole just enough for a tease.
“You smell amazing, Scootaloo, and you taste even better. I gently bite down on your clit and you sit up straight as I flick my tongue inside you. I can tell you are ready. I move back up, line up our pussies, and put mine on yours. I gyrate my hips and take as much of you in as I can. I can feel the dips and curves of your sweet pussy, I can feel your walls stretching to wrap around me. Together, we are so wet, our secretion is one, our bodies entwined. Our pussies are nestled in one another and I can feel the bump of your clit inside me. I position myself so our clits rub up against each other. We fit together perfectly. Our clits are bumping against each other, and I can tell you are at the edge of explosion, right along with me.”
Scootaloo yanked on the clothespins, she pulled on her nipples and stretched them as far as they could go, twisting and pinching in her furious passion. She’d found her g spot and sat still with the dildo resting on it. Her pussy was throbbing so hard she thought it was going to push out the dildo.
“I gyrate my hips and push down, I wiggle back and forth and move up and down on your pussy and we discover our erogenous zones at the exact same time. We can’t pause it any longer, we have to go all the way now. I can feel a tingle all over my body as it approaches...and then it comes..it works its way through my body and I can tell that it’s happening to you, too. We cum at the same time and tremble as we hold one another. It's so wet down there we could go swimming.”
Scootaloo felt her body being overcome by the best feeling, the most powerful, the strongest sensation ever. She was shaky and weak when it was over. Exhausted, and out of breath she lay motionless on her bed with the dildo still inside. She kissed the little brown bear and held it in her arms as she drifted off to sleep. What a time! She was thankful that her wheel came off, she was thankful for brushing up against Babs, and she looked forward to what was to come, but most of all she looked forward to the next letter from Babs.
