The hardest part about being a college student was not the parties that your roommate wanted you to join them in with an unwanted persistence . Nor was it the fact that the lessons in your classes were just super hard for your noggin to listen in on. No. It was how your old friends from CHS were nowhere near you. They all went off to different paths of life while you went in to become an accountant for a bank firm that your parents recommended to you. But going to college was the first step that you had to take in order to advance yourself in the real world.
Looking to your phone, you see that the inbox is packed with new messages! 17 of them, to be precise. And if you knew your roommate well, it was how the messages were just bipolar, at best. Happy at first, then very angry or sad next. 13 of the messages, surprise-surprise, were filled with your fellow tenant sounding more drunk than any typical AA meeting. 1 message was from your parents, announcing to you that the money that you needed would arrive a month too late from when you really needed it. This made you quite irate. You wanted that money in your pockets badly. But then, the final message in your inbox came to you as a major surprise!
"Hi! This is Pinkie Pie, and I was wondering if I got the number right?"
'No way....', you began to scream in your mind. 'PINKIE PIE?!'
"Oh, I really hope that you get this message soon! Because I just got this number from a friend of yours at a bar!", the girl continued to speak in the message.
But even as you continued to hear the message, a thought then came to you. After fiddling with the options, you saved the number that called you before deleting the inbox's last announcement. Your thumb then presses the 'call' button as the dial tone switches to the sound of the numbers being dialed up. The beeps continue until you hear....
(CLICK!)
"Hello?", she greets from the other line.
"Is this Pinkie Pie?", you ask the familiar woman at your end.
"Ooh! You must be a psychic or something! Yep! This is her! And... who am I talking to?", she then asks you, somehow surprised that you remember her while greeting her. You definitely remember all of the times when she would just appear out of nowhere. And even when she said some things that made sense, she was still the most hyperactive and energetic person that you knew from high school. But even with all of that out of the way, you still remember how you were just too nervous to ask her out to any of the dances.
As she was a senior, while you were a sophomore, she was just as beautiful to look at. Even when her hair, normally poofy, was straightened out. This much he knew.
"This is Thomas Bits! You called me an hour ago."
(GAAASSSSSPPPP!!!!) Ohmygosh! Tom! It's been too long since I saw you as a freshman in CHS! How are you?", she rapidly asked him, obviously happy to hear his voice.
"I'm actually not doing so well. The money that I requested from my parents was supposed to arrive today, but it didn't!", you growled on that one word as if it were the trigger to turn you into the Hulk. "But not only that, but my roommate is just looking for an excuse to make me go to some kegger or sorority jig of some sort! Thirteen of his messages ago, I just came to the decision to not even give a shit about his damned excuse of a life," he then calmed down to say before he finished up his news with: "But now that you called, my day has gotten MUCH better, so.... thanks, Pinkie."
"Aw, I'm sorry about what made you feel so bad! But uh.... are you smiling right now?", she asked him after hearing his words.
You could feel your grin getting much wider. "Yes. And it is getting bigger with every memory that I have of you, Pinkie," you reply to her as the smile on your face felt warmer from the heart.
"(GASP!) Even during the times when I would just appear out of nowhere?" she then asks you.
"Uh...." was all you could muster. She was just that good. "Yeah?"
"WOO-HOO!!! I'm just so-So-SOOO HAPPY!", she cheered out loud, causing you to flinch in the pain that you felt at that moment. "Oh! I just had the most wonderful, the most awesome, the most epic of ide--!" she began to say before you interrupted her with:
"Would you like to meet me at the 'Bits 4 Pitchers', on 7th and Alpha?"
A silence is then shared with the both of you before she replies her answer in that happy tone that you liked-- no, loved a lot.
"Meet me there at 5:00, and don't be late, Tommy!", she giggled before you replied back.
"I really missed you, Pinkie...", you say to her as a bit of sadness crept up from your stomach and chest.
"Aw, shucks! I missed you too, Tommy! But you won't miss me when we see each other at the 'Bits 4 Pitchers'!", she cheered him up.
"I'll be right down," you then say to her after looking at the clock as it read 3:30 PM.
"I'm so looking forward to seeing you," Pinkie spoke to you.
"As am I for you."
"See you soon! Bye!"
"Bye."
(CLICK!)
After hanging up the phone, you look to the clock again to see that a minute was added to the original time.
"Gotta get ready," you whispered out loud to yourself, thankful that your roommate wasn't in your dorm room. A quick shower and dress up later, you hopped into your two-seater car and drove down to the same destination that you and Pinkie Pie decided to check out.
Fifteen minutes later, you arrive at your destination and park at a spot that was two spaces away from the handicapped area. Upon entering the bar, after closing the car door, you see a few hot girls slowly drinking down some cosmopolitans while some of the guys were doing some cheap whiskey shots as they growled loudly after slamming them down.
"Excuse me, sir?", you call out to the man working behind the bar.
"Yes?", the bartender called.
"You named Bill?" you ask him.
"I am. And you are?" he replies to you with his own inquiry.
"Name's Thomas Bits," you introduced yourself to him with a handshake, to which he gives back. "I was recommended to this place to me a while ago, and--" you began to say before you were interrupted by his finger pointing to you.
"And you wanted to come down here because of a date?" Bill then asks you.
"Yep," you replied to him.
"Take a seat anywhere, and I'll be right with you, Mister Bits," Bill smiles his notion to you. You do as he says obediently.
"This really is a cool place to look at!", you silently say to your head as you take a seat on the stool near the door. Looking around, you see the various activities that make the establishment well known to even the veterans that come down here. A few pool tables, some dart targets, a pinball machine, and even a dance floor was present. And even the drinks are just as enticing to look at as well as drink.
"Being a male bartender must be a great way to meet new people," you say to yourself as you watch your new soon-to-be friend, Bill, do his job. Before you could pull out your phone, you see the time on the clock on the wall to show that it is 5:10 PM. You had then remembered that bar-time is always fifteen minutes ahead. After settling into your seat, Bill approached you with a smirk.
"Now then: What can I make for you today, my new friend?" he asks you. Pulling out your wallet, you see more than fifty bits in your wallet. Given that you had to see if Pinkie Pie arrived now, you then make a quick decision after showing him your ID.
"A, um... pitcher of Cascade Ultra with two pint glasses and a pair of margaritas," you speak to him. Bill arches an eyebrow at you, not sure why you requested such an order. "I'm expecting a friend that I haven't met in years to meet me here," you clarify to the man who nods his head.
"Ooh! Margaritas!?" a girl's voice speaks up from behind, surprising you with a near jumping momentum from your seat. You turn your head to see--
"PINKIE!!" you cheer out as your feet then place themselves on the floor.
"TOMMY!!" she yells back in the same enthusiasm that you displayed. Seconds later, you both give each other a tight yet deep hug that you had never shared with anyone, besides your mother of course. "Oh, I just missed you so much, Tommy!" she speaks to you as she grips you a little tighter.
"I missed you too, Pinkie," you sigh to her as your cheek nuzzles at the back of her head. While you do so, you noticed the familiar scent of cotton candy and bubblegum in her hair. "Cotton candy and bubblegum?", you then ask the cutie in front of you after you break the hug.
"Yesiree, Tommy!" she smiles at you with her head nodding.
"And here I thought that I was going to be late!", you say to Pinkie with a chuckle. "Shall we begin our little reunion party?", you bravely sugget to her after noticing that the margaritas and pitcher of beer were delivered in a faster speed than you would have thought.
"Ooh! I'd like that a lot!" Pinkie answers. "Margaritas and beer. Quite a way to start the party," she giggles before she says, "Are you trying to tell me something, Tom-Tom?", teasingly as her finger circles your chest. The instant contact just shivers you up, thus making you catch your breath.
"I-I-I.... W-well, t-that is... uh...." you stammer before she giggles loudly.
"I'm just kidding you, dude! I just wanted to see your reaction when I asked that!" she explains to you. Well. That further proved your point that she never changed her ways. Not even when the time gap had separated the both of you.
An hour passes by when the two margaritas in your hands are finished. And by the time that you and Pinkie are about finished with the last two glasses of the beer, Bill receives your bits to pay the tab as a healthy tip is given. Pinkie also pulls out some bits from her cleavage to give to the bartender. Both you and Bill just smirk widely at her gesture.
Thirty minutes later, you and your date, as you so called her, arrive at Pinkie's house after being given a ride by the same girl that you've been crushing on since high school. It was only fitting, in your opinion, that she allowed you to see her place. After getting out of the car, you see her opening the front door while gesturing for you to enter her home.
You look around the living room to see how comfortable it actually is. It perplexed your brain that a party animal like her had been living in a place where the dullest of relaxation, due to the decorations in your eyesight, was the norm. But as you sit on the couch, you notice a tiny alligator crawling up to you. This, naturally, scared you almost shit-less.
"ALLIGATOR!", you scream out from the diaphragm as your strategy was to find a chair to cower behind. This act of fear is noticed by Pinkie, who only loudly giggles at your display.
"I see you met Gummy, my cutie-patootie pet baby alligator," she points at the creature on the couch before picking it up to kiss its scaly nose.
"You.... named it 'Gummy'?", you shivered while looking at the exotic pet of hers. You always knew that she was just a crazy girl, but owning a tiny alligator? Now that was just a bit crazier.
"Uh-huh! -And!- He is a great conversationalist!" she answers you with that same smile. You look to the alligator on her arms who stares back. Then, Gummy blinks at you.
"Whoa! That's just weird," you gasp loudly.
"So!", Pinkie speaks up to break the silence that surrounds the both of you as she puts her pet away into a cage. "I've actually wandered something about you, Tommy!", she speaks up.
"Oh! Right!", you shake your head so that you go back to the reality. "What is it, Pinkie?"
"I was just wandering how long you've had this big crush on me?" she then asks you suddenly.
'WHAT?!', you scream internally. You've just been busted. But you could only hope that she was kidding around, hoping to get a laugh. You nervously try to laugh it off, much to your failed attempt. "W-w-w-w-what... d-d-do y-y-you--?", you try to ask before she looks at you with a pair of puppy eyes that seep into your soul. Sighing in defeat, you mumble lowly: "Ever since the day that I met you as a sophomore while you were a Senior."
Somehow, while you were mumbling your confession to the pink haired girl, a microphone was being displayed in front of you, amplifying the words that you were speaking. As soon as you heard the words being loudly said from a stereo that you couldn't see from anywhere, you immediately hide your face as a deep shade of red had plastered your face with heat.
"You've had this crush on me while you were that young?" she asks you in a surprised tone. Face still buried, you nod your head to her. "And you still have it bad for me, don't you?", she proceeds as her hand touches yours. You could only nod again, ashamed of having to confess your feelings for her.
All of the times that you would see her; from the hallways, the cafeteria, the gym, and even outdoors. But it was also during the Battle Of The Bands event when you were said sophomore in high school. She never stopped being herself; the most zany, random, hyperactive party planner for all of the people that were in her life. But you paid her little flaws no mind, because of how you just fell in love with her. And for all of her many unknown ways of getting around, you still couldn't believe that here and now, you still felt the butterflies in your stomach while you peeked an eye to look at her.
As you remove your hands from your face, you tell her that same revelation that was playing around in your head. And you add to the message to her that you still feel rightfully nervous to even be in the same room as her. Seconds later, you feel her hand cup your cheek. Her hand is soft and warm on your skin.
"I also wanted to tell you that I've had a bit of a crush on you as well, Tommy," she then says to you in a low whisper.
'No way!' "For real?", you ask her, surprised by her words.
"Ever since I saw you, I always wanted to meet you alone! Even when I was...", she begins to rapidly speak her piece. Her speedy ramblings go from the most random of events that she reminisces about to how she had to speak of such feelings to her bosses, the Cake family, and all other sorts of crazy things. "And even if I could get just a rotating oven to-- MMMM?" you quickly interrupt her as you finally realize that now is the time to kiss her full on the lips to show how much you just want her to know your feelings.
Taken aback by your actions, Pinkie then relents her protests by wrapping her arms around you as her lips return your kiss. The feeling of butterflies in your stomach soon evolves to feeling a fire of courage engulfing your entire body. You notice, however, that even as you felt her arms on you, that Pinkie has wrapped her whole body around you. But you could not find a reason to go against the flow of where this heavy make out session was going.
Eventually, you both find yourselves on her couch. Her kisses on your lips begin to go higher as her tongue licks your lips as her breasts push themselves onto your chest, allowing you to feel the best pair of enlarged marshmallows that the Goddesses have blessed her with. You allow her wet, dexterous invader to explore every inch of your mouth while you do the same for her mouth. This action earns the both of you the most sensual of moans that push the two of you to go even deeper.
You remove your tongue from her mouth, much to her dismay, only to start licking the area behind her ear before trailing down to her collarbone from her neck. This makes her giggle and moan at the same time. You then trail back up from the dimple above her chest to her chin. And the trail of your saliva shines on her neck.
But as you are about to remove her shirt in a lustful notion, Pinkie Pie somehow picks up on your idea and begins to remove her shirt. As she places the cloth on the floor, you are treated to a sight that only the luckiest of men could only dream of seeing: her double D cup breasts clad only in a nylon green bra. And with the sexy cutie on your lap smiling at you, she then winks at you, giving you her approval.
Your growing lust tells you to cup her breasts to lick on them both, and you do so. After softly cupping her breasts with your hands, you begin to give her large chest lumps a lot of TLC as your kisses make her giggle and moan some more while you lick the valley between the mounds.
"Oh, Tom...", she moans in a shudder while you massage her breasts. Your hands then begin to dig into her bra. Pinkie then picks up what you want and removes her bra with a 'click' being heard before her breasts are fully revealed to you. The arousal that you both feel from there then grows to allow you take her breasts and start sucking on both of her nipples. "Hee-hee-hee! You really wanted to do this with me, didn't you?" she laughs a bit while moaning more as you only nod to her while you continue licking and sucking on her nipples.
And while you continue your ministration on her mounds, you feel your erection fighting the prison of your clothes painfully as Pinkie grinds her hips and lower lips on your crotch. The damp feeling that you feel on your clothed shaft only heightens your desire to show your passion for her. You then remove your lips and mouth from her nipples with a last lick before looking into her eyes.
"We should take this party to the bedroom," you say to her in a husky voice that you never thought you could possess as you slowly lift her off from your now dampened lap.
"Let me get the whipped cream, okay?", she sultrily suggests after kissing your cheek while rubbing on your hard-on before she moves to the kitchen.
"Alright then..."
Within a matter of seconds, Pinkie goes to her refrigerator and pulls out two cans of whipped cream. She then gestures you to the stairs after moving herself to your gaze. You give a small growl and begin to slowly chase her up the stairs. This makes the girl in your sights scream a little bit in a giddy sense of excitement.
A few seconds after that, you both find yourselves making out on her bed again. But this time, the both of you are as naked as when you first arrived in the world. Your boxers are now on the floor of the bedroom as is her pair of green panties. Pinkie Pie then takes a can of that cream and begins to shake it up.
"Let's see if we can make this even sweeter," she whispers to you before she sprays a long stream on your exposed member, finally free of the cotton confines that made you feel a bit of pain just moments before. "Mmm.... this looks sssoooooo good!" she smiles lustfully before closing in on your shaft.
She begins by licking around the tip of your distance, savoring the taste of the whipped cream as her tongue swirls around, causing you to take a sharp breath as your back arches up from the pleasure. Two of her fingers then wrap around you as she lowers her head to begin her oral worship on your sack.
"Aw, shit... P-Pinkie...", you growl lowly to her, feeling the pleasure in your loins rising. Pinkie only giggles just as low as you growled while she sucks even more on your sweetened sack. But as you start to believe that the pleasure couldn't feel any better, she proves you wrong by beginning to lick up and down on the length of your member with a slow set of licks and slurps. The slurps turn you on even further as you were never one to judge if she kept on slurping.
"Time to taste the flavor of your frosting rod," Pinkie breaths out as she grabs her glorious breasts to wrap them around your dick. The fluffiness of her chest pillows feel like heaven with how soft they were. She then begins to bob her mouth up and down on your rod as her tits also do the same, sending your emotions into an overdrive.
Your lust screams internally as you only make a loud moan, telling her that she is doing marvelously on you. This moan only makes the hottie pick up her speed with her worshipful ministrations on you as if she was wishing for you to be pleased gratefully. The moans that she makes while continuing to blow and tit you almost ask if she is doing it right. You look to her for a moment and nod to her, approving her methods very well.
Before you tell her that you were about to cum, she rubs her tits and mouth on you faster and faster. She somehow picked up on the tremors that your body makes, wanting her to finish you off with her masterful oral skills. And as she pressed harder and faster, you feel the climax nearing the end of holding back.
A loud grunt later, you fully explode your load into her mouth, releasing jets upon jets of your seed into her mouth. Instead of spitting out the salty taste, she swallows all of your load. Somehow, none of your seed drips to her chest after she pulls your shaft out of her mouth.
Pinkie then takes her lips to meet yours in a long smooch. She pulls back and says:
"That was just so delicious."
Her speech, along with the sweet and salty taste of the two creams being combined as you Prench kiss her again, heightens your passion back up again as your gentleman perks back up. Before you could even take it to the final level, however, you take the same can of whipped cream and shake it up as fast as she does.
"How about letting me taste your pies, huh? You did amazingly on me, and I want to show you the same passion," you whisper your wanton desire to her as you spray a small glob on your finger. She takes her tongue and swirls it around your appendage, turning you both on again. More for you because of how great it felt to have your finger licked by her.
"The bake sale is on now, so get to it," she whispers to you as her long legs spread out to allow you a view of both her gorgeous nether lips and her other entrance. You immediately spray a long line of the cream on both her cunt and her anus to give you a full course meal of sweets to look forward to.
As you lower your head to get a closer look, you look up to Pinkie who nods her awaiting approval to you. Being the gentleman that you are, you decide to not tease her as you begin to slowly lick on the outer lips before your tongue massages them with the same speed. But even as you lick and slurp on the whipped cream clean from her glistening pussy, you want to do more for the woman who did a great job on you. Your tongue then cleans the cream on her anal entrance. And when you succeed on that job for her, you go back to her nether-lips.
Pinkie's moans and whines turn you further to the point of no return as you take your shaft to probe her entrance with a vigor that you never knew you had. But to even prove your deepening desire for her screams, you slowly push yourself into the walls of her dripping honeypot while intertwining your hands into hers. This makes her scream out loud, much to your delight, as the tight feeling on your shaft feels like heaven. And with an increase of your speed, you continued to bang the woman's hole.
"Aah! Ooohh, Tom~! I'm-- AAH! I'm gonna cum!" she screams to you. Instead of slowing down, you go harder and faster on her, wanting her to experience her orgasm soon.
"Do it, Pinkie! Aah! I want you to explode for me, my love!", you tell her between breaths while continuing your pumps into her.
"Oh, fuck! R-Right ThhhEEERRREEEE! AAAAAAHHHHH~!!!" she screams out to you as her orgasm finally breaks her in. A small torrent of her ladycum, followed by a few more sprays of the same juice flowing from her walls, soon hits your lower body while your seed flows out of her. In the post-coitus bliss that you feel after reaching an orgasm together, you both find yourselves snuggling with one another as the sheets and blanket are pulled over you.
It may have been true that you wanted her to be your girlfriend, but it would all have to wait until you were able to wake up. Before you decided to sleep, you look straight into Pinkie's blue eyes and ask:
"I know that we just did this, but I am wondering if...."
"If what, Tom?"
"If we can be a couple?"
The only way that Pinkie answers you is by giving you a long kiss on your lips.
"Is that a yes?"
"Yes indeedy!"
And then finally, you both find a reason to take a nap.
.....
Four days later, you find yourself in your dorm room, working on the assignments that your professors want you to work on. But as you had decided to break for lunch, a knock is heard from your door. Before answering, you check your image to see if you were still presentable. You look to the door and walk up to it. But instead of your roommate, or even your new girlfriend, it's someone that you've never met before.
"Hi.", this new person greets you in a flat tone that you never heard before. This tone makes you a little uncomfortable, given that you always knew that the monotone speaking type of people always had a reason to hide their real emotions. "I'm Maud Pie, Pinkie's oldest sister," she introduces herself.
"Thomas Bits," you reply nervously. Her sister? "What brings you here?", you ask her, hoping there was a reason for her sudden visit.
"My sister, Pinkie, wanted to deliver you something very personal," she says flatly before revealing a small package.
"What for?", you ask her.
"She wouldn't tell me why, only saying that 'You'd figure it out.', as it were," she answers. You then take the package from her hands and nod to her.
"Thanks."
"No problem."
Before you could close the door, Maud sticks out her hand and stops the door from closing.
"My sister just loves you so much, you know. Never stops talking about you.", she finally says before she leaves you for the day.
Shaking your head for a bit, feeling weird by the display that Maud made, you take the package and begin to unwrap it. After finally opening it, you see something that makes your eyes nearly pop out of their sockets as your face goes red:
Pinkie Pie's green bra and panties. She was wearing them on that date that ended with a night of intercourse that left the both of you feeling ready for all types of parties. Even the ones that involve reunions.
And you had felt just great about it all. And even Pinkie, as far as you knew, was saying the same thing.
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Author's Note
Here it is, folks! The second story of the 'Reunion' series! Not as great as the 'Steam' or 'MLP: Erotica Girls' series, but I'm hoping that everyone will love it as much as I did making it. OH! And uh, Happy Valentine's/Hearts & Hooves Day!! 
