Author's Note

This is probably the only clopfic I write and there will be more chapters along the way. I might write more stories if you guys like this sort of thing. Just keep in mind there will be a lot more clop in the next chapter. (Or at least I'll try to have more) also, this is a short chapter but the next one I work on, will be a bit longer.

Here goes nothing....

It's a beautiful day in Ponyville... Birds chirping, bees buzzing, and every pony trotting around town going about their business for the morning. You sigh as you look out your window, eating breakfast and sipping orange juice. It's been almost a month since you've moved to Ponyville from Manehattan and you're still not used to the country lifestyle yet. However, it's not all that bad, on your first day here you were greeted with a nice song and a welcome party hosted by the residential party planner Pinkie Pie, which was very nice indeed even if her confetti cannon shot cake batter all over you. You chuckle at the thought just as a knock comes from the door.

"Just a minute!" You yell from the other side of the door. As you make your way to the door and open it up only to be greeted by her... The mail mare of Ponyville: Derpy Hooves.

"Oh g-good m-m-morning Derpy...." You stammer as you stare at her with lustful eyes. Sure she's not the best looking mare in Ponyville, but she has a cute bubbly charm that goes well with her look. One other thing that you like about her are those eyes. They're crossed in their usual way, but something about them just makes you fall in love.

"Morning Anon!" She says, snapping you back to reality. "I brought your mail, and you got a package!" She turns and bends down reaching into her mailbag and as she does, your eyes widen. As she is bent over, you get a good view of her mare hood and plot. You get a good look at her body when she's not looking, being a mail mare, she gets a good amount of exercise keeping her flank nice and toned combine that with a diet of muffins, and her flank is perfect with a bit of jiggle to her rear end. The more you stare, the more you realize your stallionhood is starting to harden. After a minute of this, she turns around and gives you your package and letters.

"Here ya go anon! Do you have anything you need sent?" She asks with that beautiful voice of hers. Yeah... I got a package for you personally... you think to yourself. "Uh.... N-no.... I think I'm all set." You smile nervously. As she turns to fly away, you stop her. "Uh Derpy?..." You start to ask. She turns to you, her mane whipping you in the face, but you didn't care. "Yes Anon? What is it? Do I have muffin crumbs in my mane again?" She asks shaking her mane from side to side.

"Uh no.... I.... You see..." You begin as you try to find the words. As you do she's staring down at your still hard member, and she's blushing. Dammit.... She's seen it. Well here goes nothing.... "Uh.... You want to have dinner tonight?"

She looks up at you with a huge blush. "My place... Tonight..." Then she turns around and flies off. As she does you couldn't help but notice her move her tail aside giving you another grand view of her lovely marebits. This time... She did it on purpose.

As the day went on you couldn't get your mind off of what you saw this morning. It makes you hard everytime you picture it, and the more you imagine it, the more you can't help but wonder what it feels like. Imagining her sweet smell filling your nose with a natural high as you give her the ride of her life, fucking her like no tomorrow while she screams your name with that beautiful voice of hers, tongue hanging out as she drools, her mind lost as she rides your cock.

Your mind wanders further and next thing you know, you're standing in the middle of the floor clopping yourself. You take your hoof away and blush as you look around at the windows to see if any pony was watching you. When you lived in Manehattan with your parents, masturbation was always a big risk. Sure you've clopped dozens of times but you've been caught enough to realize it's a big risk if any pony were home or just so happened to be flying by. In Manehattan, you never had this issue. Pegasus flight traffic was kept at 30 feet above the ground and your parent's apartment was on the top floor. So the only way you'd get caught, was either if you did it in public, or if your mom happened to be home early and was doing laundry.

Now that you live on your own, it was easier to get away with it. But in a town with no skyscrapers or air traffic limits, it's hard to clop and go unnoticed unless you lock your door and close the curtains. Especially in such a friendly town where every pony knows your name after the first day. Looking down, you notice you still have a huge erection poking out, with a bit of pre still leaking from the tip of your 14 inch member. Not as big as most stallions in Ponyville, and certainly not as big as that red stallion from the apple farm just down the road.

After a few moments it becomes too much and you make your way to the Windows shutting each curtain and locking the front door. Now you can finally take care of yourself in peace. Laying on your back you move your hoof down and start gently stroking your shaft, all while getting lost in your fantasy from earlier. Picturing Derpy and all her equine curvaceous glory, with her perfectly soft toned flank, and dripping mare hood, imagining how warm it would feel around your cock. Picturing her bouncing up and down looking you in the eyes with her beautiful face as you both get lost in an act of pleasure.

As your stroking quickens you start to imagine more fantasies about her. One in particular where she is tied up with her rump held high in the air just begging you to come and have a taste. "Hnnh.... D-Derpy.... You're so h-hot" you start to moan as you feel yourself getting closer and closer to release. After a few moments your hips jerk upward as you start to cum, the first thick rope flying over you and landing right behind your head, the second spurt of cum squirts out and hits your face and chest, after a few moments of orgasmic bliss you start to loosen up, your hoof dropping away from your cock as it starts to soften.

"Th...that was.... Amazing...." You said to yourself almost imaging that the mailmare herself were actually in the room. You start to stand and begin cleaning up the mess you've made, and upon doing so, you can't help but feel like some pony was watching you at that very moment. As you look to the window you could have sworn you saw somepony on the other side of the curtain, but when you opened it and unlocked the door, no pony was there.

Realizing you're still covered in cum from your mastabatory fantasy, you jump in the shower, again, thinking about that cute little mailmare. All while imagining what she has planned for you tonight...