The sun was beaming down on the back of Vera's head, a bead of sweat inching down her back underneath the thin t-shirt she was wearing. The mare adjusted her hat on her head, tilting it back onto her mauve locks to better keep the sun's rays off of her head as she kept her attention fixed on her current project. The delicate plant she'd been nurturing since she had been gifted it two months ago was growing well, blooming and presenting a colorful array of petals that signified its health. The sight made Vera smile as she looked over the rest of the herbs in her garden.

“Did you need anymore fertilizer, Vera?”

Rumble's voice drew her attention away, the tall mare sitting back on her feet and looking over her shoulder. The pegasus had an unopened bag of soil on his shoulder, his forearms and t-shirt dotted with dirt and sweat much like she was. Seeing him like that only made her smile, her gaze lingering for a moment on how well-sculpted his curled arm looked as the muscle flexed while holding the gardening supplies.

“No, Rumble, I think this will do fine. She's coming along great now, now that she's more comfortable in the shade.” She answered before raising up, clapping her gloved hands together to do away with some of the dirt that had clung to them. “Your help has been tremendous as always.”

Rumble chuckled at the praise. “Well, when a pretty mare asks for help, it's the gentlecolt thing to do to lend a hand.” He replied.

Vera's smile widened. “Is that so? And what does your gentlecolt code say to do if your marefriend asks?”

“Definitely help or else the sofa's gonna be your only friend for the night.”

Vera laughed at this, walking over to join him before surveying the garden together. When Rumble had learned that Vera was working on her garden to plant new herbs, the stallion made sure to be available to help her out. His offer was a blessing as he could be the spare muscle to quicken the work that much faster instead of it taking her several days at a time. In a much shorter time frame, the pair had set up a shaded haven for her new batch of herbs, particularly the Betulina Barosma in the middle of the new patch.

A touch of Rumble's fingers to her hand drew her out of her thoughts, and she turned her hand to intertwine her fingers with his. Her gentle grasp made him look to her, his cheeks a light shade of red at the contact. Vera only smiled before tilting her head to the side, resting her cheek atop his head as they stood together.

Together. It was a word that she could now apply to herself for the first time in a genuine fashion. It had taken a very short time for Vera to decide to ask Rumble out on a date, and the pair were nigh inseparable now. To many, the pair were the perfect compliment of the other. Rumble would be there for Vera when she needed somepony to lean on, and the pegasus could always find a source of comfort and reassurance in the beautiful masseuse. Rarely did any day of labor end in him going to bed sore, thanks to her efforts and care for him. He would joke that she should be charging him at the rate she aided him, but she would only smile and assure him that being himself was more than enough for her.

Vera's sisters had wholly approved of their new relationship as well, further encouraging the pair as they explored their newfound bond. Rumble was often a visiting guest at their home, offering to help cook when the chance presented itself or aid around the house. His presence bolstered Vera's confidence in herself, making the long work days far less laborious.

“They're looking great now. Almost as good as you do.” Rumble's words drew her out of her thoughts and made her grin.

“Always ready with a compliment for me, aren't you? I could be dunked in tar and feathers and you would still try to praise me.”

“Oh, that's easy. I'd just tell you that you'd be a real fly chick. You'd already have the feathers going and everything.”

Vera swatted his chest lightly, laughing along with him as he embraced her. Tilting her head down, she captured him in a tender kiss that lasted for a few sweet moments before they parted. Rumble's cheeks had darkened to a maroon color that showed heavily on his lighter colored coat. Vera relished having that effect on him; he not only appreciated her as a friend, but as a mare also. He respected her, and always stood at her side. Casting her gaze down his form, her eyes trailed down his slim neck to his left shoulder.

“Tell me, Rumble. Has your shoulder improved any since I last tended to it?”

Rumble's free hand came up to squeeze the limb carefully before he sighed. “It's been ok. Still makes it a little hard to sleep at night sometimes.”

Vera nodded. “Well, you've done more than enough work today. And for your payment, you can take a lie down on the sofa and allow myself to see to you.”

The pegasus looked to her. “Are you sure? You've been working hard too, so if you wanted a break, I'd be fine to-”

Vera's finger to his lips cut him off, making him look to the digit before back up to her eyes.

“I insist. Go wash off the dirt, and I'll meet you in the living room.”

Nodding, Rumble smiled at her and left to go inside the house, heading to the bathroom to wash off his hands and arms as well as anywhere else that may have had dirt. With a final look over of the garden, Vera grinned and entered the house as well, making use of the nearby kitchen sink to wash off her own hands out of habitual practice from work. Once she was sure she was clean, she stepped into the living room.

Rumble had already peeled off his shirt by the time she found him on the sofa, his bare back revealed to her as he moved to lay down. Having that ease of access as well as assured privacy made it easier for them both to enjoy themselves like this. His wings were spread out at ease along the sofa front and the cushion to his right, while his head was propped on his forearms.

“I've said it before, and I'll say it again. Luckiest guy ever.” Rumble murmured when he heard her footsteps.

“Oh? And why is that?” Vera asked.

“Because I'm getting a massage from the world's most beautiful mare ever. You can't top that.”

His praise was nothing she'd not heard before from him, and yet, it still drew a touch of red to the mare's cheeks. What helped most was the sincerity he spoke it with, assuring her he meant every praise he gave her.

“Then the world's most beautiful mare is also most fortunate to have such a hardworking stallion at her side, no?” She asked, leaning down to kiss his cheek from his side and making the pony smile down at the sofa.

If anything, the stallion was more often than not caught in a crossroad spot between where his heart sat and where his mind rested. He was happy, happier than he could ever be with Vera beside him. He loved seeing her smile, hearing her laugh, sharing tender moments with her in peaceful times like these. It was impossible not to; just as it was impossible to ignore how appealing she was to his more instinctual thoughts. Even the accidental brush or squeeze of his hand against her curves made his heart race; but how would he even broach the subject with her?

Rumble's thoughts were interrupted by a squeezing and rubbing sensation upon his shoulder, one that made him tense before relaxing with a sigh. Vera was always the answer to any ache he ever would have. He shifted his head, letting his arms lay beside him which gave Vera an easy way to work on his shoulder. The air in the room was cool, soothing the coat of his bare chest. Some complimentary warmth came to him from the mare rubbing at his shoulder, the limb already improving in the few minutes she'd been working it.

Vera paused as she heard Rumble chuckle. Her hands slowed their pace as she leaned down to him. “What is it?” she asked.

“Nothing.” Rumble replied. “Just...marveling, really.”

“You always do compliment my skills. At this rate, you'll spoil me.” She said with a grin.

“And if I said I was marveling at you?” He added, looking over his shoulder to her.

Vera giggled softly and kissed his cheek, making him smile sheepishly. “It's true though. I really do.”

“And why, pray tell?” Rumble tapped her leg lightly with his hand, getting her to lift up off of him so he could turn to lie on his back, only to blush as she settled back in his lap. If she cared about her position, she voiced no objection, only staring down at him warmly with her Azure eyes.

“Because you're wonderful.” Rumble answered. He continued before she could inquire. “You care about me even though I don't have that much going for me. You work hard at your job so much for your family and keep it all going on your shoulders. You listen to me when I have problems and make it feel like you really do care for me.” Rumble's hands came to rest on her thighs, minding their placement as he looked back up to her. “I mean, really; how'd a guy like me get lucky enough to be here with you? The most beautiful mare to walk into my life? Or bump into it, really.”

Vera smiled as her heart beat quicker; the honesty of his words tugging at her. Before long, she only knew one way to reply to his confession. Catching Rumble off guard, the taller mare swooped down and claimed his lips with her own, the soft and supple flesh meeting his own in a tender embrace that shattered any other praises in his mind for the sake of focusing on the kiss.

Rumble closed his eyes and melted into the kiss as Vera laid herself down atop him. Her chest pressed up against his, the cloth of her shirt acting as a thin barrier between them. She reached up to his face, cradling his cheeks within her palms. Instinct had Rumble's hands move as well, his fingertips dancing up her thighs to her hips, then to her sides. He paused a moment to stroke her broad legs as she renewed the kiss when they parted. A hum of approval escaped her as they entangled themselves in one another

When Vera did finally pull back, she hovered near his lips as she stared into his half-lidded eyes, both left panting lightly by the time she'd allowed him to get more air. “As much as I love hearing you praise me...maybe you can show it to me more?” Her whisper sent shivers up his spine as he felt his cheeks burn.

“I-I...sure I can.” He answered just as quiet. “But...you know, I-I'm a...” he paused to lick his lips, his throat suddenly dry. “...I-I'm not experienced.” He couldn't bring himself to say it; he didn't want her to think little of him. To his surprise, however, he felt her fingers brush through his mane as he peered up at her bashfully.

“You don't need to be with me, Rumble.” Vera reassured him, smiling at his shyness. She'd gathered he wasn't a stallion who got around before she came into his life, from how he kept to himself and didn't try to advance on her. She wholly appreciated his gentlecolt behavior, yet knew inside him and her own self burned a desire to go further. “We can take our time, and just...feel things out.” She finished before kissing him gently once more. Her encouragement must have eased his worries as she felt him press back against her while his hand drifted up to run through her mane, fingers brushing past the mauve locks to caress her delicately while his lips remained firmly pressed to hers.

Elated, Vera took the initiative for him as she settled atop him, her leg curling around his while her tongue, nimble and wet, prodded against his open lips. He didn't resist; he let slip instead a quiet moan as the wet invader caressed his own and began to dance and flick around it, inviting him to join her. He gave back what he could do, brushing against hers and licking at her pink tongue as best he could. It was still new to him, having only done it before briefly with her in more innocent circumstances. But as she pressed her front against him, he knew they were likely to go much further than he could have imagined.

Vera paused in her ministrations as she felt his hand come to grasp her hip, his fingers squeezing her through her capris. It was a feeling she wanted more of, for sure. But a devious grin spread on her muzzle as she pulled back from his now wet lips. The string of saliva that linked them stayed until she spoke, breaking to fall unnoticed onto his chin.

“You know...I think I'm a little over-dressed right now.” She whispered to him. Rumble's eyes widened but he kept still as Vera straightened up before reaching down to the hem of her sleeveless shirt. Grinning, she slowly tugged it off and away, the gradual reveal of her smooth stomach being the warmup act for the appearance of her now freed bosom fully on display. Rumble's eyes gravitated to them, taking in the full swells for the first time. He had to force his head up to look at her face again to keep from staying put at the pink-hued nipples begging for his attention.

“Go ahead, Rumble. Don't be shy.”

With that invitation, Rumble couldn't say no to such an offer. With her sitting up, he followed suit, His head eye level with the swollen mounds on her chest. He gave one last look up to her grinning visage, and encouraged by her nod, brought his hands up to grasp them. He almost jumped at Vera's sigh of pleasure when his palms brushed against her erect nipples, the buds pressing back as he carefully kneaded and felt her breasts for the first time. He marveled at their softness and weight, his fascination growing as he leaned forward to kiss the cleft of the valley her breasts made.

Vera shivered under his touch, moaning lightly as Rumble continued to caress her flesh. His lips went everywhere they could across her chest. She rested a hand on the back of his head when his mouth found itself on her nipple. A light flick of his tongue against it had made her whimper, the hot muscle stimulating the mare's sensitive nerves as he continued to lick it. Encouraged, Vera's moans were heard as Rumble closed his lips around the bud and suckled on it tenderly. For a virgin, he was doing very well so far. Her tail swished against his pants while grinding slowly in his lap, braced by his arm that had come around to hold her around the back.

Rumble's world was nothing but Vera, the stallion lost amidst the unique flavor of her breast in his muzzle as he continued on. The floral fragrance of her skin enticed him further, losing himself in the act of pleasing her until she finally pressed on his shoulder. Releasing her nipple, now wet from his saliva, he looked to the mare who now had cheeks as red as his own. It was only then that he realized just how aroused he was. His stallionhood was giving its best effort to try and breach through the cloth confines it was kept in, pulsing with need as much as his heart was racing.

“Looks like somepony's getting into it.” Vera murmured. “Why don't you let me take a turn?”

Silently nodding, Rumble laid back against the sofa, sitting up while Vera moved to keep herself in his lap. Flicking her mane over her shoulder, the mare kissed him again, sensuality brimming inside her as she rest her hands on his bare chest. The feeling of his firm muscles pushing back made her want to feel more, lust clouding her imagination. Vera slowly worked her way down to his neck, kissing and licking playfully while enjoying Rumble's sighs of pleasure.

Moving further down, Vera could only grin as she looked up at his face. Rumble's eyes were closed as he breathed through his open mouth, his cheeks flushed red. Satisfied, Vera continued to kiss at his neck as one of her hands trailed down his firm belly to his midriff, fingers dancing along his waistline until they found the catch of his pants. Rumble's eyes opened as he felt his jeans come undone, and looked down to see Vera having left his lap to kneel between his spread legs. With one hand resting on his thigh, the other was occupied with undoing his pants, succeeding and tugging on them gently. Taking the hint, he lifted himself up. His jeans slid down to his knees as his boxers came into view. The tent he made renewed Vera's blush, eying it hungrily before looking up to him again.

“It seems there was a muscle I forgot to tend to. How clumsy of me, hmm?” Vera remarked as she ran a finger along the bulge lightly. Rumble couldn't help the shiver that passed through him at the contact. “Just leave it to me, my dear.”

Rumble nodded, but kept his eyes open to watch as Vera tugged on the waistband of his boxers. In one motion, she freed his arousal from it's confines and watched as it stood straight upwards, the tip swollen while his darkened shaft throbbed beneath it. Vera's eyes were wide as she took him in, gaze taking in every inch from tip to base and to the orbs dangling beneath it.

“I-It's not...” Rumble started to say, a brief tinge of worry crossing his mind.

“It's perfect.” Vera cut him off, looking up to him past the pillar of horsecock before her. “As much as those magazines would have you believe, a mare does not need a giant to be satisfied.” In Vera's mind, his member was plenty enough, a quick guess pinning him to match at about seven inches. It was perfect to her; any bigger and it would be trouble later.

“Y-you're sure?” He questioned. “I'm not...you know. Bad looking?”

Vera could only smile at his bashfulness. It was adorable in a way for him to fret for her sake; it only made her want to work that much harder to please him. Bringing her hand up to grip him gently, she spoke quietly.

“Not in the slightest. But don't just take my word for it; lay back and let me show you.”

He was sure she could feel him throb in response to the sultry tone her words carried, and Rumble eased himself back while Vera continued to hold him. Moving his boxers down to his knees, she was given full access to his stiff cock, caressing him slowly as he rested in her palm. She'd been telling the truth: Vera didn't find the idea of a giant, overly hung stallion appealing. It would hurt way too much to enjoy anything he'd have to offer. Instead, a size like Rumble's worked for her perfectly, and she knew just how to show it.

Rumble gasped in delight when Vera's wet tongue came into contact with the side of his stiff pole. The mare was licking slowly up and down his length, the flat of her tongue covering what it could as it danced around his meat. She left the head and base untouched so far, the featherlight brush of her mane against his tip as much a tease as it was arousing to feel. His hands twitched at his sides, but they kept still as he let her continue.

Vera took joy from interacting with his cock, the taste pleasant to her senses. In the past, Vera had to deal with partners who had slacked on the idea of cleaning properly, but Rumble provided a drastic improvement. Her free hand lifted up and gently squeezed the hefty orbs in her palm. Combining the motion of her hand on his length, Rumble was being assaulted from three fronts at once, leaving him as a throbbing pole of pony in Vera's grasp.

Satisfied so far, Vera eased her grip and let his pole stand on its own, while she ducked her head down to be on level with his balls in her grasp. She ceased rubbing them, giving Rumble a moment to breathe before said breath caught in his throat. Vera had leaned forward and buried her muzzle in the cleft of his ball-sack, lips and tongue pressed against the tender flesh while she inhaled his musky, masculine scent. The action caught him off guard, but he enjoyed it immensely. Vera hummed to herself underneath his sack. Jolts of pleasure continued to shoot through his body from his crotch as Vera's lips kissed over every inch of his balls, the musk of his scent lulling her into a lustful state.

“V-vera, I...wow.” Rumble managed to get out between breaths. He was doing his best to keep himself steady from all the wonderful things she was doing to him. “You're amazing!”

His praise rang within her ears as Vera continued to orally worship his sack. Tongue in motion, she continued to lavish his balls with long flicks and licks of the muscle for his pleasure. It stirred her own fire as well, feeling a noticeable moistness emanating from her nethers. Being so close to him like this was igniting her passions quickly, making her up the ante by opening her maw wide to allow one of his balls to fall into her mouth. Carefully closing her lips around it, she sucked and slurped at the hefty orb with ease, coating it in her warm saliva as the taste of him only further enamored her.

Releasing his ball after its thorough bath in her mouth, Vera allowed it to fall out of her mouth only to claim its brother and repeat the treatment, tongue swirling and rubbing while his shaft throbbed above her head. Feeling it brush against the top of her head reminded her that she had to be careful to not overwhelm him just yet. When she felt she'd done enough, she retreated from his balls with one final kiss to both, the pair now thoroughly damp from her efforts. Looking up at his flushed face, she reckoned her timing was good from how deeply he was breathing.

“I-If you'd kept that up, I think. I think I'd have lost control.” He told her.

“Don't worry, Rumble. You don't have to hold back for my sake.” Vera assured. “This is the best part.” She added before gripping him gently and stroking him as she licked her lips. His arousal wafted up to her from the tip, making her realize the shine on his tip was from the pre-cum he was leaking. Leaning down, she dashed her tongue across the slit, getting her first taste of him. It was slightly bitter, yet the taste wasn't unpleasant to her. Motivated by his moans from above her, she continued to lick the tip until her lips closed around it. Her hand held him at the base as she worked him over, slowly bobbing her head to stimulate him further.

She got what she wished as he continued to moan her name, his voice filling the empty room as she pressed on. By the way he was throbbing in her lips and hand, she knew he wouldn't hold out much longer. He'd done well to last this long, even. Bobbing her head faster, she opened her eyes and stared up to him, staring into his eyes as his cock continued to slide back and forth into her mouth. The stiff pole was wet from her saliva, making it shine from the light of the window nearby. Watching her beautiful visage worshipping his shaft so intensely pushed Rumble to the brink; his hold on his orgasm slipped and barreled out of his control as his legs tensed and his back arched.

Vera was ready, having felt the tremors crawling up his shaft as it throbbed in her grip. Releasing the base of him, she kept her lips wrapped around the tip and sucked powerfully, cheeks hollowing as she felt the flare grow in her mouth. The first blast of his cum came with some force, splashing her cheek as she felt a second and third quickly follow. A swallow cleared some of the volume as the flow slowed down, small spurts continuing to come from the tip as she slurped and drank his thick essence down. By the time he was done releasing into her mouth, Vera was still suckling at the tip until she released him, coming off of his cock with a satisfied grin. Rumble's hands were clenched on the cushions, knuckles white as he came off the orgasmic rush she'd given him.

Rumble was left in a heap on the sofa, sweat on his brow from the strain of trying to prolong the blissful orgasm she built him up to. Once she'd collected herself, she traced a delicate finger around her lips to remove any remnants of his cream on them. Seeing him so relaxed kept Vera smiling as she smoothly moved herself back into Rumble's lap, being mindful to not sit on his half-flaccid length now resting on his thigh.

“Feeling a little loosened up now, Rumble?” She asked as her index finger trailed a circle on his chest.

The pegasus could only nod, still reeling from the intense orgasm. “You're amazing, Vera. I didn't know you...were that good.” He said as he rubbed his hands along her sides slowly. Rumble's eyes met hers for a moment in quiet thought before he spoke again.

“I was wondering though. Could I try to, maybe, return the favor?”

Hearing his question made a small pulse emanate from within Vera's core, as her cheeks darkened. “I would be very happy to let you.” she replied.

Rumble smiled sheepishly as she stood up. It allowed him to admire the supple curves of her torso, her breasts resting against her chest as she awaited him.

“Again, I find myself still a little overdressed. Maybe you can help?” she said, causing Rumble to glance down at the capris covering her legs. She smiled as she watched a smile spread over his face.

“Only if it's alright with you.” He said. “I mean, uh. I know that sounds crazy to say. After what you just did. But, you know.”

Vera shook her head with a smile. Instead of replying, she stood up and pulled him to stand up with her. Confused but obedient, Rumble stood up, kicking away his fallen clothing as he stood nude before her in the living room. Vera took the moment to appreciate how fit he was without any clothing to hide his form before recalling it was her turn to enjoy some fun. Sharing a kiss with him, she pulled back only to whisper in his ear as she moved his hands to her waistline.

“I want you to do it. Take your time, sweetheart.” Her sensual whisper bolstered his confidence, as slightly shaky fingers gripped the waistband of her capris before moving to lightly grasp the button that held it in place. With one deft movement, it came undone. Vera rewarded him with a kiss to his ear as he tugged and moved them down, leaving her to stand in the black silken panties she'd chosen that morning. Looking down between them, Rumble gulped at seeing how little was left to the imagination from them. If anything, it brought out the swell of her hips, making him stare before he could refocus.

“Can you, um...lie down? I don't want you uncomfortable.” He asked.

“Of course.” Vera kissed him tenderly before walking back to the sofa, hips swaying as she felt his eyes on her firm rear end. Toying with him, she made a show of bending over as she leaned down to lie on the sofa, rolling onto her back and smiling at his transfixed stare. A glance down told her he was already starting to get some life back into his member, the length giving a small twitch against his thigh.

She beckoned him over with a finger. She remained laid back with her head on the armrest. Truth be told, Vera was a little nervous at this point. She knew she didn't have reason to be, with how intimate they'd been already. It didn't help that it'd been some time since a lover had seen her this exposed, but she was more excited that Rumble was the one seeing her in such a state. She wanted him to look, to see her intimate of intimates. When he sat before her, hands resting on her thighs and eyes on hers to see if she was still alright, the mauve-maned mare gave a nod for him to continue.

Rumble's mind was ablaze with lustful curiosity to see the treasure that laid behind the silken confines of her panties. It was the same curiosity that led him to bring a finger forward and gently run it up and down the front of them, the damp wetness greeting him as Vera shivered from the light touches.

“Keep going, Rumble. There's so much more waiting for you.” She breathed out as she watched him.

Nodding, Rumble reached up and took a breath before slowly tugging the silk panties down her round thighs and long legs until they were free to be laid down on the ground. Her marehood greeted him, freed from its silk confines. It was the first time he'd seen one himself; Thunderlane's old magazines had nothing on what he witnessed with his own eyes. In the light from the window, he could see the glistening surface of her swollen lips, her sweet scent filling his nose as he knelt closer. Vera shivered as his breath ghosted against her nethers, making her eager for more from him.

“I-I think I know what to do. Just tell me if I do something bad, ok?” He told her.

Vera nodded, and Rumble brought a hand forward to cup her marehood. The warmth coming off of it made his cock twitch again, but he focused more on her responses as he began moving his fingers. They paused for only a second at her entrance before they prodded their way in. Vera's swift inhale when his fingers entered her told him he was doing well so far, and continued to use his digits to rub and explore the wet, slippery environment he'd entered. Every brush and rubbing motion he made with them coaxed a moan from Vera as he kept a gentle pace, mindful of not going too far in or touching something he shouldn't.

“T-that's good, Rumble. Oh, Celestia, is that good.” Vera muttered under her breath. “Keep going. Oh, keep touching me.” The rough surface of his fingers against her sensitive walls toyed with her senses, small jolts of pleasure keeping her marehood wet and coat his fingers and palm in her juices.

Rumble went over in his mind what little tidbits he'd been told before to try if he ever was with a mare. He slowed his fingers motions before shifting position, moving his head to be on level with her pussy. Vera moaned in confusion as his fingers removed themselves from her depths, only to gasp as he used them to spread her lips wide for his tongue to invade her. The unexpected touch of his hot tongue to her inner depths caught her off guard, making her legs shake as she gasped for air.

“Oh, yes! Oh, please!” She whimpered as she fixed her eyes on the mop of blue mane at her crotch. “You're a natural at this. Keep going!”

The pegasus found himself growing more bold as he grew used to the taste and feeling of her marehood on his tongue and mouth. Pressing closer, the very light touch of her fur against his lip was nary a distraction from the sweet taste he was experiencing. It made him want more of it, his tongue circling around and around to try and drink from her what he could. It helped him that every twitch of his tongue within her made the mare cry out for more, her thighs threatening to close around his head and pin him there where he sat.

'Not a bad way to go.' he admitted to himself before his tongue brushed against an odd patch within her pussy, right on the ceiling. When his tongue pressed against it, Vera gasped dramatically and her legs suddenly tightened around him, squeezing his head between her surprisingly strong thighs as he paused his motions.

“Again! Do that again!” She begged, chest heaving. Oh Celestia above, if he'd found her g-spot that quickly-

The train of thought she was on shattered suddenly as he assaulted the spot fervently per her wishes, lashing and pressing and licking at it with all he had. Vera's mind went wild, and her hand went down to grasp at his head, pushing him into her crotch with a burning need he was happy to satisfy. What seemed like hours of pleasure was focused into those few moments of ecstasy as he tapped that sensitive spot again and again, making her marehood gush with her juices. Yet she hadn't hit the pinnacle yet, though she knew he was learning fast.

“Rumble! Touch my clit! Play with it please!” She exclaimed. If there was any concern over anypony hearing her, it was lost amidst the ecstasy she felt in that moment. Vera needed to hit that peak, being so close. It'd been so long, beyond all the lonely nights of fantasy from romance novels and plastic aides, since a lover had brought her to the brink.

Rumble slowly withdrew his tongue and pulled back to look at her nethers. The swollen lips were engorged and full, and his gaze was drawn to a small nub he only now could see that throbbed. Ingenuity struck him, and the pegasus placed his lips right over the nub as he aligned three of his fingers with her quivering marehood. As one, he clamped his lips down on the nub and sucked tenderly at it while plunging three of his fingers to the knuckle into her waiting depths. He closed his eyes and pumped them in and out as he flicked his tongue against the pulsing nub.

Vera's world became nothing but stars and colors as she exploded into her first true orgasm since her last lover. Rumble was pinned in place again by her hand and thighs on him, a placement he had no qualms with as he drank up the juices her marehood splashed him with. She came with such force that he could feel it dripping down his chin, but he drank of her nectar regardless, his lustful fervor leaving Vera to be adrift in her pleasure. He withdrew his fingers only when he felt her legs go slack, allowing him to move again as he sat up to look to her.

Vera's flushed face was the purest expression of ecstasy, her eyes staring down at him as her hand twitched on her belly, still feeling the after-effects of his tongue-play on her marehood. Chest heaving as she gasped for air, she reached for him, and he moved up and met her for an unexpectedly passionate kiss. Neither gave notice to the mixed taste of themselves on the other's tongue, hands caressing one another's sweaty bodies as the now warm air of the room surrounded them.

“That was...beyond wonderful. I haven't cum like that in...in months.” Vera gasped out when they parted. Her praise made him smile at the mare.

“So not bad for a first go around?”

Vera smiled with affection and desire both burning in her gaze. “Certainly good. Very good.” It was all she could muster to describe the ecstasy running through her at the moment. “Are you up to continue, my Rumble?”

Rumble looked at her in surprise while his member throbbed against her side, brushing against the fur as it twitched in anticipation. “I-I can. If you are, I mean.” He murmured. “Do you want, um...h-how should we...” Vera's giggle made him look up to her again, offering only a sheepish smile to her sultry look. “Sorry, just...don't want to mess this up.” he apologized.

“Don't be sorry. Every experience is different, you know.” Vera reassured him before kissing him sweetly, her hand coming down to caress his length with a gentle touch. It made him moan into her muzzle until she pulled back. “You can lie back, if you want. Let me take over for you.”

Nodding, the pegasus shifted with her, letting himself lie back against the armrest so his head was propped on the pillow. Vera rolled over onto his lap, wedging between her and his torsos. The brush of her warm and soft fur against him made him sigh in pleasure, cut off once more as she kissed him deeply. Rumble did his best to return it, tongue slippery and wet against her own until she withdrew and sat up. Watching with burning cheeks, Rumble looked on as Vera took his length and pointed it up towards her flushed opening, the pink walls still glistening from her previous climax.

He looked up further, past her slim waist and full bosom to her face, where her eyes met his. They didn't need to speak in that moment; Rumble needed only to nod to give his permission, as much as ask for her own. Vera was glad to give it, looking down before lowering herself to press the tip against her entrance. Just the contact of heat and wetness to his tip made Rumble shiver in want, but he held still for Vera's sake as she ground her pussy against him. There were no words given between the two, only the slow exhales of bated breath as they crossed the final threshold.

Vera gave in to her desire, the sheer raw want for him to fill her pushing her to go further. It took but a moment for his tip to penetrate her, eased by her fluids while her tight walls welcomed his cock to her depths. A gasp was caught in the mare's throat as she felt his heat spread through her core, continuing to grow as she slowly sank down each inch of him. It was released when she took him to the base, rocking both with the sensations bombarding them. Rumble's mind was lost amidst feeling the tight walls tugging and squeezing at his length, wet and pulsing with need as much as he was.

“R-rumble...” Vera managed to moan out before shivering as she felt him throb in her depths. Oh by the stars, she could feel every bit of him against her, leaving her so full of his cock. She couldn't help but clench around him, the burning instinct to ride him brimming in her mind.

The pegasus was having trouble speaking coherently through the pleasure assaulting his brain right then. It was only when Vera's hand came to rest on his chest that he could snap out of the spell, only to meet her lips as she ground her hips against his, stirring her marehood with his thick pole. Rumble had fantasized before that his first time might be some sort of rushed affair, something quick to get past the moment. Vera was blowing away every conception of that idea, however, particularly with how every motion of her hips brought him a new wave of pleasure while she sucked on his tongue. He let her take the reins to guide them both, trusting in her to give them both the best experience possible.

When the need for air became too great, Vera withdrew from him, only to rest her hands on either side of his head. Instinct told Rumble to act, his hands shooting up to rest on her rear and squeezing it gently as she looked to him. “I'm going to start moving now, Rumble.” She whispered. He only nodded, answering with a kiss to her collarbone as she began lifting her hips off of him. She almost faltered when the sensation of his length dragging against her walls hit her again, but pressed on until she could feel just the tip within her.

With a slow sigh, Vera lowered herself again, keeping herself steady as she took him back in. It was a wondrous feeling, one she'd been too long without. It was made better in how Rumble seemed to fit her perfectly, his rod not so long she couldn't take him yet thick enough to brush against every part of her sensitive marehood. Her motions kept their slow pace as she rode him, sweat continuing to drip down her back and neck from the heat of their passion as well as their efforts. It was a sensation that only made things more erotic for the mare as Rumble's hands squeezed her rear and began to knead it in time with her motions.

Vera's actions were rendering Rumble's mind numb as she claimed him, every downward sweep of her rear meeting his hips in a light smack. It was taking a great deal of effort to not lose himself in the moment, wanting to relish how her tight walls were pulling on his rigid cock with each sweeping motion of her hips. He distracted himself by focusing on her breasts that were bouncing lightly before his eyes, lips firmly pressed to her nipple as he sucked on the sensitive bud. One of his hands left her rear to occupy the other breast, squeezing it and bringing a moan out of the mare as they rocked back and forth.

Those moans made him want to hear more from her, but Rumble wasn't sure how much longer he could take this. Sweat was drenching his back and chest, and he could feel a knot tightening in his belly. His lust wanted to keep going and let himself finish. He knew that he could make it even better for her, however, which pushed him to bring his hand down on her rear and press down to get her to stop.

Vera's eyes blinked in confusion before looking down to her lover. “Rumble?” She breathed out, panting for air. “You haven't?”

“Not yet. Not yet.” He gasped as he looked up at her. “I wanted to try something. It'll help us both out.”

Grinning at his forwardness, Vera nodded. Moving carefully, Rumble lurched up until he was sitting upright, keeping Vera in his lap with a hand pressed to her lower back. It put his head once again amidst her cleavage, a position he found very fitting as he laid a kiss upon both breasts. Once he was sure she was steady atop him, Rumble used his hand on her rear to help lift her slightly while rearing his hips back. When he felt enough of him was withdrawn, he grunted and thrust up as she came back down, a wet slap sounding as their crotches met. What was even more prominent was Vera's gasp as she braced herself with her hands on his shoulders.

“Oh, Rumble. Again! Again!” She cried out, and he was all too happy to oblige.

The stallion's cock pounded her waiting depths with a renewed fervor, Vera's juices flowing around the seal of his thickness being shoved into her to drip down to his bouncing balls underneath her. They were a sweaty, gasping, heaving mess of stallion and mare, yet both relished every second of it. With Rumble in control, Vera could ride out the ecstasy he was giving her through his plowing member, showing her approval as her voice continued to moan his name in his ear. Rumble would have returned the gesture, if not for his mouth busy assaulting her breasts once more. The musky smell of their sex filled his senses and drove him onwards, humping up into her cunny with all the more fervor.

Vera had been expecting to maybe draw close to finishing with Rumble when she'd started riding him, but found he was quickly closing the gap with the way his cock was rubbing against her pussy's depths. It made her only want more, the buildup of her climax within her making itself more and more prominent in her mind. She lifted his head from her breasts and plunged her tongue into his maw, lustfully claiming his tongue as it met her while he thrust all the more wildly. She reared her head back and squealed with each wet slap of his crotch against her, making her take him to the hilt with each pass. The ball surged again within her, and Vera's hand shot down to rub feverishly at her throbbing clit.

“Oh, Rumble! Rumble, are you – goddess! - are you close?” she gasped out.

“Mmhmm!” He hummed out with his face buried amidst her cleavage again. He pulled back long enough to be heard clearly. “In or out?”

“Inside! Inside me, Rumble!” She panted out, pressing her rear down into his thrusts to try and get as much of him in her as she could. “Inside! I want you to cum inside me!”

Abandoning his rhythm, Rumble thrust with wild abandon into the writhing mare atop him. It became too much for them both to handle, Rumble's vision blurring as he tried to hold out. It couldn't last, however; with a final thrust, he muffled his yell as his cock flared within her, streams of his seed pouring into her eager depths. The sudden spray of heat within her nethers tipped Vera over the edge as well, screaming his name as her pussy clenched to milk him through her climax. Thoughts became a jumbled mess as she felt her body give out atop him, the orgasm locking her muscles in place as she fell atop him a sweaty mess of a mare.

They laid there together, the sensation of his cum and her juices flowing out of her and onto their thighs a pleasant final note of their lovemaking. Rumble continued to lie underneath her, gasping for air while her breasts surrounded his face. The experience was still washing over his mind as she lifted herself up to let him breathe freely, letting him look up at her flushed visage and loving gaze.

Her mouth moved, and Rumble realized he could barely hear her over the thudding of his heart in his ears. “S-say that again?”

“I love you.” She said, beaming down at him as he grinned back up at her.

“I love you too, Vera.”

The pair remained entangled in one another for a short time, basking in one another's warmth as the light from the window shone onwards. Neither pony needed to say much else to the other as they lay in silence; they'd found the perfect love they'd been searching for, in full bloom as they shared a soft kiss.

Author's Note

And thus, the blossom blooms to it's full potential.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story, and just in time for Valentine's Day/Hearts and Hooves no less! A convenient timing. Editing credit once more goes to Cloperella, who has been a tremendous help with this story.

This story has actually been sitting in my documents since October, if you can believe it. But with NaNoWriMo in November, then December holidays, and so on, it took much longer. But now I am back!

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