A Week In The Life Of Wing Nut

Friday night

Aero and I take off into the night. The city below is dotted with colorful lights. Looking down at them, I think about the poem I wrote on Monday.

"This city is even prettier than Manehattan." Aero says, drifting closer to me.

"Yeah. It's beautiful." I reply, not looking away from the ground.

"So how does it feel to get to take a slow flight with your new soon-to-be wife?" she asks.

"A little boring." I respond playfully, forgetting my tiredness. "How about... last one to get to the tower, orbit once, and touch down at the stadium is on bottom."

"Hmmm..." A huge smile spreads over her face. "You're on." We both immediately launch ourselves toward the tower, flapping as quickly as we can. This armor is weighing me down and making me fall pretty far behind, but that's ok. I actually like being on bottom.

We bank around the tower at high speed right around the middle, level out, and flap straight for the field. Aero beats me by several seconds, landing right in the middle of the stadium.

"Hah." she prances in circles around me. "You're on bottom."

"You know," I say with false contemplation. "This was actually a pretty dumb idea. I've changed my mind." I fly low, following the stairs and leaving Aero alone in the center of the field. As I reach the top and prepare to fly out, Aero appears out of nowhere from behind and drags me down against the stadium's back wall.

"You're not going anywhere."

"Oh, really?"

"Yes." she dictates, lying on top of my back and forcing me to the floor. My broken helmet that she was wearing slides off of her head and bounces off of mine.

"Ow." I say loudly.

"Sorry." Aero responds.

"I'm glad I'm wearing a helmet." I laugh at her. She just lies unmovingly on top of me.

Then suddenly, I feel her front hooves curving around my thighs and sliding down into my crotch where there is no armor. She grasps my penis and begins to fiddle with it.

"You having fun there?" I ask, still trapped underneath her.

"Maybe I am." She replies, not stopping. She transitions from random touches to rubbing both hooves up and down simultaneously. Then out of nowhere, she gets off of me and throws me against the wall.

"You should wear armor more. So I can beat you up." She tells me as she does so.

"I still feel everything, it just distributes the pain." I respond, getting into a more comfortable sitting position.

"Oh, you poor thing." she fake cries as she lies down facing me between my legs and on my chest. She is pressing her abdomen against my part, which feels pleasant. We lie together for a minute.

"On a more serious note," She begins, breaking the silence. "I sincerely appreciate and admire what you did at the joust today." She brings her head up to look at me.

"You mean beating Swift for your affections?"

"Yeah. You risked your life in a duel for me. I appreciate that I mean that much to you."

"Not that I would have given you up to that annoying bastard anyway, but you do." I tell her. She slides her body up mine and sits with her crotch against my own.

"Now you have to honor the bet you made." she says, smiling and looking into my eyes.

"I guess I do. It was my idea after all."

She mounts me as I sit up against the wall, fitting my erection into her hole.

"Twice in a week." I grunt, enjoying the feeling of being inside her again.

"If you're going to marry me, you'd better get used to it all the time! Even if they're only quickies like this." she laughs, extending one hoof over my head and bracing herself against the wall. "Oh, Celestia!" I hear her whisper. The world around us seems to fade away as I relax my muscles and listen to Aero breathing. I love how whenever we do this, it seems to be about the pleasure of one of us at a time, not us both trying to achieve orgasm at once. It's usually more enjoyable that way. She breathes heavily, rythmically moving up and down on top of me. I look down at our groins and watch the humping for a second before leaning my head back again and closing my eyes.

The hot, slimy, massage continues, leaving me silent and open-mouthed against the wall. Aero is panting onto my forehead. A gentle breeze blows through the stadium, weaving between the two of us and reminding me that we're doing this outside.

"Do... you... love... me... ?" Aero says between thrusts.

"Yeah... I've never... loved... anypony... but you!" I answer. Feeling her weight on top of me, her body heat, her breathing, and her humps combined are too much for me to handle, and I release a large load up into her, some of which drips back out and onto me. She feels it happen, stops thrusting, pulls her crotch away, and stands in front of me.

"Nice. Now lap it up." She orders, turning herself around and sticking her vagina in my face.

"But it was meant for you." I say, in an attempt to get out of doing it. She moves in closer.

I stick my tongue out and push off of the wall, knowing that she'll get what she wants eventually anyway. I put my mouth against the her lips and begin pleasuring her as opposed to licking my product out of her. I go around in little circles, making her quiver, up and down the lips, making her remain completely still, and I poke her clitoris with my nose a few times for good measure. She crawls over to my right side perpendicular to me, collapses, and lays her head across my abdomen. I close my eyes and take my helmet off, dropping it on the ground next to me. After about five minutes of silence and peace, I feel something wet and warm poke the tip of my penis. Opening my eyes, I see that Aero has leaned her head down toward my groin, and that the wet thing was her tongue. I just smile and let it happen.

The tongue swirls around the top and sides for a bit. Each orbit leaving the area it touched tingling. Then, the mouth decides to join in. The familiar warm, wet, cavern forms around my shaft, with the tongue still going strong. She brings her right hoof up underneath my ballsack and tenderly lets it sit there, tickling me from tail to tip. In, out, in, out, in, pause..., out. The pressure builds up in my crotch again. I let out another wave into her mouth, which she makes sure I see her swallow.

"That's so hot." I say to her jokingly, closing my eyes, putting my head back, and beginning to fall asleep.