Dear Diary,

Today, I found out the combination of a mare’s arousal, and whip cream, might just be the best dessert I’ve ever had. This revelation, of course, is brought to me by Pinkie Pie, who asked me to come to Sugarcube Corner after hours so as to have a party for two. While I won’t deny my ability to recognise is low, even I knew what she was talking about.

Getting there though, I found myself a bit more surprised than I had expected to be. My pink friend had decided to throw away any sort of cloth bottom for instead a fine pair of shorts made of sweet, white topping. Drips of it ran down from her large, pastry filled thighs, which only made my nervousness rise within me. Of course, good ol’ Pinkie knows how to make sure to give a mare a good laugh.

When I saw her wearing one of Miss Cake’s bras, one cup overflowing with shortbread cookies, the other having chocolate sauce, and both cups hanging far away from her small tits, I couldn’t help but laugh. I did need to know what in Equestria was going on, and, well, I think I share in Pinkie’s ‘fetish’. It’s a new term, but if I’m going to accept this new side of adult life, I’ll have to get used to it, because Pinkie made sure to let me know that there are a lot out there.

Fortunately, I like learning, and if I am to keep to my equalist routes, I will not judge these ponies for their fetishes, especially when it’s as delicious as Pinkie’s.

The next almost half an hour was filled with Pinkie letting me relax. It was still a party, so she had games, and whenever she ran low on whip cream for the snacks, I got to re-apply it. I didn’t know Pinkie could curse before now, and it was adorable when she did it to a cool shot right up her pretty, pink coin purse.

By the time she was about half out of wafers though, she could read me pretty accurate, and asked if I wanted to get to the main course. I eagerly said yes, ready to put my hands all over her, and while she put the cookies away, I made sure to strip. I was overjoyed to see her with a strawberry in her mouth when she came back, as the kiss we shared while her toppings smeared themselves over my body helped make sure my rising nerves backed down. Of course, her tender cleaning of my now chocolate covered breast helped too.

When she was done, it was my turn, and while the crumps of the cookies and chocolate were good, I had had the two together before now. No, I finally was getting a taste of another mare, and I am certain now that I’m like these ~~ma~~ friends of mine. That, or the rumor that Pinkie bathes in frosting is dead on.

After joking about how I wish Pinkie had tits like mine so I could keep going, which got a clenched smile out of the jealous mare, I got to go for what I knew was the true delicacy of the night. I didn’t go immediately for it though, as it was fun to hear Pinkie’s moans and gasps of anticipation as I put my tongue over every inch of those fat thighs. When I did get to her pussy though, she was louder than I think I was with Rainbow Dash. It was almost euphoric, especially with the heat and sweetness that became my world when Pinkie pushed my head into her nethers.

After Pinkie was rude enough to spray me with her climax, she pushed me to the ground and demanded it be her turn. I just rolled my eyes at that request and let her have her fun. While still a good choice, it did lead to the absolute weirdest moment of my journey so far, as something that warm, wiggly, and arousing is not meant to be in my ass, and yet Pinkie seemed to adore eating it out.

As she continued, something I suspected seemed to be answered as absolutely correct, because while I got shown how good a mare could be at pleasing another one, today, I think, I saw what a master could do. She undoubtedly could have a three on one party between her friends and still come out on top from how good her fingers and tongue worked against my two most private places, and she adored every moment of it, as I could hear her moaning and fingering herself with almost as much vigor as she was putting into me.

And final confession time, the date at the top of this is wrong. I can’t even remember how the night ended, Pinkie went that long and hard on me. What I can say is that her wake up kiss was very welcome, especially since it soon came with a water bottle too.

Fetishes learned:
Food

Hopefully we’ll add to this list soon, journal, but for now, I need more sleep.

Sincerely,

Starlight Glimmer.

Author's Note

As a note, characters are able to come back to fuck her again, just give them time to recharge, or however you wanna put it.

Also, fillies and colts will be allowed, and made to be eighteen, because magic.