Chapter 1: Spiders, Austrian Villages, and Girl Talk
Author's Note
If you didn't see my blog update last week, this originally started out as a humorous story where Sour Sweet essentially went off on a lust frenzy on her "poor" boyfriend. There are still hints of that, but I decided to revise a lot of it to try to make it more emotional. Plus, an idea for a dramatic moment for after the deed is done made me decide to give Sour Sweet a further symptom of her illness.
So, here's my first story with a sex scene. Whether I wrote it decently or not, that’s for you guys to decide…
As always, when Sour Sweet’s dialogue is presented in italics she’s sweet, in bold she’s sour, and in plain type she’s normal.
Chapter 1: Spiders, Austrian Villages, and Girl Talk
Spiders.
Spiders.
SSSSPPPPPPIIIIIIIIIDDDDDEEEERRRRRRSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sour Sweet’s eyes shot open to be greeted by an over-sized, black arachnid glaring right back at her. Bolting up, she saw that her entire bed was covered with the monsters. She immediately went into action to try to punch and kick them off. Her violent and frantic motions ended up causing her to fall out of bed and onto the floor.
Mustering all the mental stability she could, she reached up for the two bottles she always kept on her nightstand which contained her pills and her water. She quickly gulped down the lithium. She then curled up in a fetal position to wait for her shivers of fear and panic to fade away.
Eventually, they did. No more spiders.
Sour Sweet got up. She breathed in and out deeply, trying to calm herself down. She looked over at her alarm clock. 5:34 AM.
“Good morning, Sour Sweet,” she sighed.
Recently, the time that Sour Sweet had been dreading for years had finally arrived. The time that she began to receive hallucinations.
There were false alarms in the past. She didn’t want to admit it to her friends and especially Principle Cinch, but she was having near-panic attacks during the Friendship Games with all the talking dogs, giant man-eating plants, and world collapsing. She had to keep looking around to make sure everyone else was seeing the same thing she was to keep herself calm ( well, as calm as someone could be when those kinds of things were REALLY happening, that is ).
She hurried over to her computer. Without really thinking, she began typing into the search bar after she pulled up the internet. She needed something, anything to get her mind over her latest episode. She slapped her forehead when she realized what word that she unconsciously entered in. “Fucking”. Yep, somewhere up there, Freud was grinning down at her like the pervert he was.
She scrolled down the results, finding exactly what one would think would come up. However, she did have an immature chuckle upon seeing a Wikipedia article for “Fucking, Austria”. It stated that this “Fucking” had a German pronunciation that rhythmed with “booking”, but was still funny to her none the less.
Then, one result caught her eye in a more personal way. “Girl’s First Time Fucking w/ Boyfriend [Video]” She stared at those words for a moment before hovering the pointer over them. Praying that it wasn’t going to give her computer a virus, she clicked.
From the first second of the video, she knew that the title was a complete lie. It was just two, surgically-enhanced performers screwing each other for their paychecks, as usual. No reality, no passion. Certainly not anything Sour Sweet felt worth digging any fingers up anywhere over.
It did start to make her think about what she would do with her boyfriend whenever she got over her anxieties, though. The porn may have been meaningless, but perhaps she could still learn a thing or two that she may want to try out. She went through a few more videos ( taking particular interest in the ones which featured spanking ) before her alarm clock went off. 6:00 AM. Time to get ready for school.
She got up and was about to head for the shower before she realized that she had forgotten something. She went back to her nightstand. Out of the top drawer, she retrieved her other pills. She opened the circular container and plucked the dosage labeled for Friday.
“Someday,” Sour Sweet sighed, before gulping it down with her water.
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Before the first bell rang, it was not unusual for Sour Sweet, Sunny Flare, Indigo Zap, Sugarcoat, and Lemon Zest to hang out in front of Crystal Prep Academy to get their day started and this lovely morn was no exception.
“… so then I was like, ‘Dude, if you don’t like how loud the jams are, then let’s put in a soundproof music studio in the basement!’, and then mom was all like, ‘Dude, you know how much that would cost?’, and then I was all like, ‘Dude, you certainly have enough to keep adding to your dumb hat collection every day!’, and then she was all like, ‘Dude, you’re grounded for three weeks!’, and then I was all like, 'Dude, say wwwhhhhaaaaaatttttt?'. And so, that’s why I’m going to be out of commission for a while.”
Sunny Flare, Sugarcoat, and Indigo Zap all gave Lemon Zest blank/confused looks, partly out of the sheer stupidity of her story and partly due to wondering if her mom really does call her “dude”. Sour Sweet, however, didn’t seem to be paying any attention. She was staring intently at something on her phone.
“Anyway, besides Lemon Zest’s grounding, what are everyone’s plans for the weekend?” Sunny Flare asked. “Sour Sweet? Sour? Hey, Sour!”
“Huh?” Sour Sweet absent-mindedly asked, not looking away from her phone.
“I asked for what you’re going to do for the weekend,” Sunny Flare repeated, annoyed.
“Oh, the weekend! Well, my parents are going away on a business trip, so I’m sort of stuck in the same boat as Lemon. I have to stick around to look after the stupid place.”
“Sour, whatcha lookin’ at on your phone?” Lemon Zest asked.
Sour Sweet flinched, blushed, and muttered, “Oh, nothing special.”
Before Sour Sweet could react, Lemon Zest reached over and grabbed her wrist. She pulled it so that the phone’s screen could face her. To Lemon’s shock, she was just in time for the money shot.
There displayed on Sour Sweet’s phone was the muted footage of a woman gleefully getting splattered in the face with a liberal dose of jizz.
“WWWWOOAAAAHHHH!!!!!!” Lemon Zest shouted with a huge smile.
Sour Sweet instantly slapped her hand over Lemon Zest’s mouth and hissed, “Shut it! You didn’t see anything!”
“What’s going on?” Sunny Flare asked.
Lemon Zest quickly removed Sour Sweet’s hand and laughed, “Sour here was just enjoying some dirty viewing!”
“Wait, she was watching porn?” Indigo Zap asked excitedly. “Let me see!”
Ignoring the death threats barked by Sour Sweet, Indigo Zap stole her phone away so that she and Lemon Zest could get a better look.
“You two are being really perverted and disrespectful right now,” Sugarcoat stated.
“Yeah, that's Sour Sweet’s private business!” Sunny Flare scolded.
“Hey, if she wanted it to be private, then she should have known better than to watch it around us,” Indigo Zap countered with a wink.
“Dude, you get off on some good stuff!” Lemon Zest praised as she ogled the video.
“I wasn’t getting off on anything!” Sour Sweet yelled before softly adding, “I was doing research…”
Her four friends suddenly stopped and stared at her, Indigo and Lemon’s perverted grins instantly wiped off. For as long as they had known Sour Sweet, it was very rarely that they got to hear her soft, serious tone rather than her sweet or sour ones.
“What do you mean by ‘research’?” Sunny Flare asked.
Sour Sweet’s eyes scanned across them nervously. She was uncomfortable talking about her emotional desires outside of her therapy sessions, but they were her closest friends, after all.
“Research for when I’m ready to have sex with my boyfriend,” Sour Sweet admitted.
Lemon Zest instantly wrapped her arms around her and gushed, “Aww, our little Sour Sweet is growing up!”
“That’s certainly understandable, dearie, however I personally don’t see much value one could get from such mindless smut,” Sunny Flare said.
“Well, do you guys have any tips for me?” Sour Sweet asked.
Sunny Flare, Indigo Zap, Sugarcoat, and Lemon Zest stiffened and awkwardly averted their gazes.
Sour Sweet sighed. “So, just a gaggle of virgos, are we?”
“Well, it seems you’re certainly on track to one up us, Sour Sweet,” Sunny Flare commended. “Do you think your boyfriend is ready?”
“He’s a guy, Sunny,” Indigo Zap said, rolling her eyes. “They’re always ready.”
“Men are capable of being just as sensitive as women, Indigo,” Sunny Flare countered.
“And women are capable of being just as horny as men, isn’t that right, Sour?” Lemon Zest teased, earning a scowl.
“Just remember when it happens to make him wear a condom so you don’t get pregnant and have to drop out of school, severely crippling your chances for a career,” Sugarcoat bluntly reminded.
“Hey, didn’t you say you were going to be home alone this weekend?” Indigo Zap asked with a naughty tone.
“Yeah?”
“You know, if you wanted, you could call your boyfriend over…” Indigo then jokingly put her hand up to her ear as if she was holding a cellphone. “Yes, hello? Honey? I’m here in this big house all by my lonesome! I need The D to keep me company! Please CUM right away!”
Sour Sweet’s four friends busted out laughing together. She joined in as well, however her mind was beginning to seriously consider that very possibility. Could this weekend actually be the right time?
“Oh, shhh! Shhh! Girls, settle down!” Lemon Zest whispered. “There’s the stud now!”
Just as she said, Sour Sweet’s boyfriend was walking over towards them.
Chapter 3: Screw and Tell
Sour Sweet woke up and realized that she was naked. She turned her head to see that her boyfriend was sound asleep beside her, without clothes as well. She sat up to examine her crotch. The strong whiff of sexual juices and the blood stains on the bed were the final proof of the reality that she so desperately desired.
She really did make love for the first time.
Sour Sweet breathed a sigh of relief. She looked over at her alarm clock. 8:12 PM. They had been asleep for about three hours. She figured that she would need to wake her boyfriend up soon so that he could go home before his family started to get worried.
She looked back over at him. She smiled, thinking how lucky she was. He wasn’t some jerk who would skip out now that he scored. He wasn’t the kind to brag to friends how she was in bed, either.
Sour Sweet smirked as a thought came to her. HE wasn’t the kind to brag, but SHE could be.
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Sunny Flare was sitting in her room, enjoying a hot cup of tea while reading a romance novel when her phone began to buzz. “Sour Sweet” the screen informed.
“Why, hello, dearie!”
“Sunny! The most amazing thing has happened! I JUST GOT LAID!!!”
Sunny Flare eyes widened and she almost spat out the tea she was inconveniently sipping at that moment. “Really, Sour Sweet?”
“Oh, God, yes! I’ve never felt so alive! I feel so damn good right now that I just felt like TELLING EVERYONE!”
“Well, I’m so happy to hear ab – wait, what do you mean 'felt like telling everyone'?”
Sour Sweet had hung up before Sunny Flare finished her question.
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“Hello?”
“Hey Sweetie Belle, guess what? I just had sex!”
“Oh, well, that’s nice, Sour Sweet,” Sweetie awkwardly replied. She then glanced around to see if her parents or Rarity were close by before whispering, “What was it like?”
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“Fluttershy, I just fucked the love of my life’s brains out and so can you! Don’t lose hope of getting a boyfriend of your own!”
“Oh my,” Fluttershy uttered, blushing profusely. “Um, thank you…?”
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“I just lost my virginity while my parents were away for the weekend! WOOO!”
“Excuse me, young lady?”
“Oh, shit. Sorry, mom. Thanks for the cookies, by the way…”
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“Hi, Gilda!”
“Sour Bitch? How the hell did you get my number?”
“That is not important. What is important is I JUST GAVE MY BOYFRIEND THE RIDE OF HIS LIFE! HE AIN’T GOIN’ NOWHERE! KISS MY FRESHLY-FUCKED PUSSY, GILDA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
THE END
