I had followed Pinkie Pie, into what she had passed for a bed room. This is the room where she had intended for, what she had in mind for me.

The first I notice as I enter the room; is that the floor had been coated by a very elastic and glossy, clear rubber. She had apparently given me a new spring to my step, while it is hard to impossible to slip as I am trotting up to the bed.

Both the floor and the walls are laid with a red to pink beech wood panel, which looks great to me.

Further in to the right is a more traditional bed, while she had a rubber sheet stretched out firmly at the height of one and a half foot over the floor. Naturally it is a semi clear, pink to cerise rubber. As expected, I find it taut and bouncy as I sit down at the edge.

“If you jump up and move into the corner of your choice!” she instructed me, pointing at the later option.

“Oh, okay. I guess I will go for the right corner, it just sounds right to me!” I prompted; as I jumped up onto the bed as she had indicated, only to make a few silly jumps before I settled down and approached the right corner.

“On second thought, I think you could make it a step further!” she exclaimed as she saw me in the corner.

“How do you mean, Pinkie?” I whispered, in response.

“I want you to sit at the edge of the bed with your hooves on the floor!” she exclaimed, as explanation.

“Like this?” I responded.

“Now, if you just lean back and rest your head on the bed, please!” she explained, eagerly.

“Oh, I can do that, Pinkie!” I responded.

“I know, Flutters; or I wouldn’t have asked you to try!” she responded, in a fit of giggles.

“Close your eyes and relax, and Aunt Pinkie will manage everything for you, Flutters!” she prompted, and I closed my eyes in an attempt to relax.

I feel her hands grabbing a hold of my legs, just above the hooves. She carefully spread my legs in the process as she is moving my hooves to the right and left wall respectively.

Almost there!” she pronounced; as she pressed my hooves into what feels like squishy gel, on the wall.

As she let go, I feel my hooves sticking to the wall.

“There, now I have you where I want you, Flutters!” she exclaimed, with an excited giggle.

“Uh, ok? If it had not been you, Pinkie; I would have been screaming at the top of my longs in pure terror!” I explained, looking up at my friend as she is towering over me.

“There is no fun in hurting you, and I can’t see anyone laughing at your predicament! All I want is a smile, and a giggle!” she explained in a more characteristic manner.

“That would be exactly why I do trust you at this point!” I whispered.

“Then it is time to get your show on the road!” she prompted eagerly.

“I am starting to feel a trickle moist; as you are leaning over me, Pinkie!” I expressed bravely.

“Now I just need you coming, before the night!” she continued.

“Oh, of course!” I shivered.

With that, she is climbing up on the bed and continue towards me. I feel her closing in on me, and pressing her hands down on the bed to the right and left of me after about a minute.

The first act she is performing, is to tease my cherries with her long nails; just squeezing and tugging tentatively for what seems to be almost forever. her nails managed to encircle half the cherry, so the grip is teasingly enjoyable to me from the start.

Once she is letting go of my cherries, I had almost felt a tingle of excitement from the pleasure she is inciting seductively. Then she is on her knees and guide the head of her bro to my lips, before she relentlessly presses it down in a slow rhythmic manner that could be described as nothing other than seductively teasing.

Naturally, the inevitable is bound to happen and I feel the plop as the head pressed beyond the edge of my lips and is clearly in my mouth. With my back firmly on the bed, and my head as well; I can’t even try to pull back, and away from her in my current position.

Once she had entered my mouth, she made a tentative tug; just to make the point, and to feel my lips squeezing tightly behind her. From there she slowly press forwards and down, feeling the head sliding further into my mouth and then down my throat to her full length. As she stop, she slowly pull back, stopping just as the back of the head had hit my lips. Like this, she continue for several minutes; teasing me, as she is building up the excitement in the process.

As strange as it may feel, she was teasing me to be excited right there with her. Only then, she slipped in two fingers on both sides and spread my lips enough to pull out.

I could feel her hands just under my armpits as she is pulling me forwards, before she lets go and placed her hands squarely on the sides of my hips and the head of her yello touch the petals of my orchid.

The head is quite hard, and still covered with the moist from my mouth as she is teasing me for a moment, before she makes her move and push forwards; pressing into me. I am fully contracted on contact, yet I am incapable of holding her out or rejecting her after she entered. Surprisingly, she managed to draw out the moment between her entry and the plop for an entire minute, just to tease me and build up the suspense in the moment.

She stopped briefly just after she had plopped, before she gave me a teasing, in the form of a tentative tug; just to make it obvious that she was not slipping out before she intended to, and even then only as a conscious act. she would be in me until she had had her climax right along with me.

Pinkie Pie being Pinkie Pie, she spent an entire minute, just to tease me with the idea that she couldn’t pull out. Even as I knew how she would accomplish her escape when she wanted to, she managed quite the tease as she was pulling and stretching my orchid in the process.

As she had made her point, she slowly started to push forwards, just to see how deep I am. From there she slowly pulled back, then forwards, over and over. I feel exactly where her head is and how deep it is, just as I feel the ribs along the shaft as she is bouncing up and down, up and down; slowly and carefully.

On her knees, she could enjoy the luxury to place her hands on my chest and caress me in order to make it more intimate and enjoyable. She couldn’t forgo the joy for her own sake more than she could for mine. As much of a tease as she may be, but this wasn’t the kind of tease she had in mind for me.

At first her hands just slide over my chest, which feels good; no complaints there. Yet, after several minutes, she is lifting her hands and using her nails to tease my cherries by pinching and lightly giving me tentative tugs as she goes along.

Under Pinkie Pie, I managed to relax; while she was teasing me and distracting me from everything she did not expressively wanted me to focus on. There is the one thing, the Pony I have before me; nothing else could slip into my mind.

Then came the first distraction as I found myself coming.

Author's Note

Fluttershy's POV