Just Like Old Licks

Twilight Sparkle’s home was dimly lit as usual. Not surprising. Though she was not an only child, her brother moved out years ago after graduating Crystal Prep, and her parents are away traveling for work. Twilight’s room served as a dimly lit lighthouse amongst the usual dark rooms. Even when the light in question was a reading lamp on a desk. Many would find this isolation lonely, but Twilight found it relaxing. Giving her plenty of alone time to read, conduct research, read, do homework, read, and on occasion, help relieve certain urges in privacy. However, a recent trans-dimensional limited that privacy to when a certain assistant was sound asleep in his dog bed.Which he had been for over 30 minutes.

“Flash, ” Twilight moaned as she rubbed her middle finger clockwise around her exposed clit. Twilight laid flat on top of her bed’s covers. Her legs spread apart for efficient access with her dominate hand. The other, occupied fondling her breasts through her T-shirt. Her panties and pajama shorts neatly folded on the edge of her bed.

Twilight flinched, as a jolt of pleasure ran up her body. Her finger skidded off her clit and across her lips. They quickly returned to her clit with renewed fury. She knew she was close. Her masturbation sessions had become annoyingly predictable in that regard, in contrast to her old method. But that was no longer an option... Now things were much more hands on; literally. No matter who she imagined to be eating her out, the ecstasy remained the same, predictable levels. She hoped picking a boy the, other Twilight had fancied would be more fruitful. It was not.

Slowly, Twilight slid her massaging middle finger down her pussy’s length, continuing the circular motion right up to her moisted entrance. She slid her middle finger down as her ring and index helped her spread her vulva’s lips. She bit her other lips to hide a moan. Her legs slid flat across her bed and knocked over her panties as her legs twitched in ecstasy.

Spike jolted awake from his dog bed as a familiar pink undergarment plopped down on his nose. He shook off Twilight’s undergarments, and looked up to find what Twilight could possible be doing this late. Nude reading… again?

Spike froze up as he watched Twilight gently ram a finger into her, girl parts again, and again, and again. Each time creating a stutter in her unusually heavy breathing. He shook his head, and narrowed his vision on Twilight’s blushing face lost in ecstasy.

“Is she...” Spike whispered to himself as he tip toed towards Twilight.

“Yes,” she managed to moan seconds away from relief from her hormonal urges. Soon she’d be free--

“Twilight… what are you doing?” Spike asked with a raised eyebrow as he lifted his front paws onto her bedside.

“Ahh!”

Twilight jolted back. Her free hand bolted to cover her drenched vagina as her occupied hand popped free. She struggled to sit up after the last action initiated off an intense orgasm. Her soaked hand gripped her bed tightly, attempting to minimalis her obvious trembling.

“I, me-mean, Spike, um. What are doing up so late?”

Spike tilted his head suspiciously. “What are you doing up so late.”

“Oh, nothing. Nothing at all, ”Twilight said as looked away from Spike, attempting to look nonchalant.

“Riiight…”

Spike leaped onto Twilight’s bed, and pointed a paw at her dripping pussy as he raised an eyebrow.

“Then why were you touching your… girly bits.”

Twilight sighed, and facepalmed herself with her wet hand. She only realised she picked the wrong hand as her cum trickled down her nose. Twilight quickly shook her hand dry before facing her puppy.

“Look, Spike. When a girl reaches a certain age her body undergoes... certain biological changes resulting in fertility.”

“You mean puberty?” Spike said sarcastically as he rolled his eyes.

“... yes. And this brings out certain physical and psychological urges--”

“You were jerking off weren’t you?”

“Spike!”

Twilight’s face turned beet red at Spike’s actual nonchalantness on the subject. Spike sighed.

“Twilight, I’m like twenty in dog years. I know about the birds and bees and such.”

“Oh...” Twilight said calming down slightly. “So… you’re ok with this.”

“Why wouldn’t I be. Besides, you’ve seen me licking myself. It ain’t about being clean,” Spike said before blushing with embarrassment. “But don’t tell Rarity that.”

Twilight and Spike sat silent for a few seconds, both trying to not make eye contact. Both frequently failing

“So… that’s how you girls do it… with your hands?” Spike asked scientifically, trying to hide his interest.

“Yeah, we don’t exactly have dog tongues that can go everywhere.”

Spike flinched at the last statement. Familiar memories came back as he glanced down to Twilight’s girl parts now easily exposed next to her relaxed hand that poorly hid her glistening flower. He glanced back up to Twilight and narrowed his vision.

“Twilight, was those peanut butter sessions we used to have...”

Twilight turned ghostly pale as her inner self screamed, “oh sweet principle Celestia, he remembers!” Her body remembered as well, with a twinge of pleasure jolting from below.

It all started from a joke she read online. The one everyone’s heard about a dog’s interest in licking peanut butter; wherever it is. However, she couldn’t get the joke out of her head, and thereby researched the context of the humor. She didn’t laugh.
She used science as an excuse to experiment, and waited for some alone time. She was caught by her brother sneaking the jar of peanut butter into her room. Luckily for her, he bought the midnight study snack. Well, she thought she was lucky. In truth, she caught him sneaking Cadence into the house.

She, followed some guides the first few times. Placing a thin layer over her more sensitive parts. Spreading an extra thick layer on her clit served as a nice bit of foreplay. She was nervous the first time when Spike sniffed at her extra creamy covered vulva. The brief pause gave her a moment that felt like an eternity to calculate all the ways this could go wrong. What if he bit? What if she got an infection? What if the fire alarm went off and her brother busted down her locked doors-- Twilight’s paranoia was cut shorter than normal as Spike licking away. Her memory was fuzzy on that night after that point. All she remembered was also learning what squirting was to Spike’s surprise.
These, sessions continued one or two times a week until her brother left the house. Then, it jumped to 4-5. In truth, it was whenever she was alone. And a few times when she wasn’t.

“I… take that as a yes,” Spike said bringing Twilight back to reality. She looked down at Spike horrified, not at him, but herself.

“Spike, I’m sorry I used you like that. I have no excuses, it was--”

“I don’t mind,” Spike said interrupting Twilight’s apology speech.

“What?”

“I mean, I didn’t,” Spike said with a shrug. “I’m your number one assistant afterall. I don’t mind helping you down there.”

Twilight was unsure of how to respond. She started twirling her hair to bide time. A blush of warmth slowly touched her cheeks and and below her waist.

“So… you wouldn’t mind helping me relieve my hormonal urges? ”

“Yes, I think. If you mean cleaning you out down there,” Spike said boastfully.

Twilight flinched with a jolt of desire. She pulled her legs together to try and hide her growing lust from Spike’s offer.

“I… would appreciate that Spike,” Twilight said with a smile and rub of Spike’s head.

Spike shook his head trying to fix his fur’s unwanted disturbance, and stepped forward towards Twilight. He set a paw on one of her legs. “You need to move these first though.”

“But I just...” Twilight began. She stopped mid sentence transfixed on Spike’s attempt at a casanova glance. However, coming from a purple puppy, it was more adorable than sexy. Which to Twilight’s shame, turned her on more. She finally responded with silence, and slowly parting her legs. The rush of cold night air tickled her even before Spike slid towards his goal. She watched his approach still sitting up to not miss a second, choosing curiosity over comfort.

Spike quickly positioned himself before Twilight’s purple flower. Taking a moment to appreciate the site. While not as lovely as miss Rarity’s, he assumed, her light purple pussy was quite cute. Twilight had always kept it smooth down there which let her pussy glisten from her earlier fun. He leaned in, and sniffed right below her clit, curious of Twilight’s raw sent, without peanuts. His body trembled at the first whiff as warmth, and a sense of a sense of anxiousness overwhelmed him.He was intoxicated by her scent, and her cute flinch as his breath tickled her.

Twilight grew nervous as Spike continued to stare at her vulva. Her head turned towards her room’s door, and pondered a quick trip to her kitchen counter for some familiar aid. “Um… do you need, OH MY GOSH!”

Both of Twilight’s hands gripped the side of her bed, trying to steady herself as Spike lapped her up. His tongue much more furious than she remembered, and focused just on her sex. She bit her lower lip to stop her pleasure from ending too soon.
Spike took his best guess on satisfying Twilight. He started by licking right below her clit, his tongue barely flicking it with every other lick. Unintentionally this proved quite the tease, but Twilight’s soft moans gave him the confidence to continue as his tongue lapped lower and lower.

“AH,” Twilight whimpered as his tongue moved away from servicing the surface, and started licking inside, at least as far as it could go. It was not far, but more than enough as Twilight gripped her bedsheets painfully hard once more, fighting her way past the latest wave of pleasure. Trying desperately to not cum too soon.

As she composed herself slightly, Twilight managed to stare directly down at Spike. His lips kissing her lower lips as his tongue did all the work. At this point, she couldn’t tell if his tongue or her lust that was making her pussy so wet. It already began dripping steadily onto her bed sheets.

A glimpse of bright red amongst Spike’s purple grabbed her attention however. Peaking out every time he changed position was a red, veiny object Twilight recognized all too well from her textbooks and, “research,” videos. After some hesitation she decided to do the grabbing.

Spike yipped at the unexpected touch when Twilight awkwardly groped his exposed shaft. He flipped backward onto his back, incidentally giving Twilight a better view of his swelling knot. When he oriented himself he nervously glanced towards Twilight as she gawked at his arousal.

“I’m, I’m sorry,” he said, looking away in shame. “I, it has a mind of its own. I didn’t want to make this weird.”

“We’re a little beyond weird at this point.”

“Yeah...”

“But, weird can be fun for both of us,” Twilight said running a finger down Spike’s erection. “I don’t want to be the only one hogging all the hormonal releases. So… would you mind if I gave you a hand as you, um… Assist me?”

Spike’s erection twitched when he stared back at Twilight. His eyes wide as saucers. “N, no. I wouldn’t mind,” he finally managed.

Twilight lifted up Spike and pulled him in for a quick kiss on his nose. “Great.”

Twilight sat Spike back down in front of her spread legs. He stared at her moist folds for a few seconds as his brain finished processing what just happened. Spike shook his head to snap back to the present. Making up for lost seconds, he buried his mouth into Twilight’s pussy, further than he ever did before.

Twilight jolted in ecstasy, but wasted no time on her part. She reached a hand down, the hand still damp with her past efforts, and slid it under Spike’s belly. It took her only half a second to find her target and wrap Spike’s knot up in her hand.
Twilight’s breathing grew louder as Spike edged her closer, while she simply held his erection limply. Her mind a flutter with nervous, uncertain, and erotic thoughts as she took in Spike’s texture. Finally, throwing caution to the wind, she started slowly stroking his full length; putting extra pressure on his not each time.

Every slide across Spike’s knot delivered a noticeable jolt of pleasure that even Twilight could feel. Spike’s cold nose pressed into her pussy’s wall’s with each jolt of pleasure. His tongue never let up though. He licked Twilight from every angle, making up for a lack of depth with his speed and fury. Though he tried not to, he drank from every other lap of his tongue.
Spike yanked his mouth free from Twilight and gasped for air.

“I… can’t hold out any longer.”

Twilight patted Spike on his head with her unoccupied hand. The other, quickening its pace. “Then don’t.”

Spike cringed, Twilight’s words and hand having chipped away any endurance he had left. His body shivered as he let out a whimper.
Twilight tensed up as she felt his cock swell. She bit her lips feeling her own climax kicking in. Her hand swipped down to his sheif as the first wave of cum squirted forwarded. First hitting her bedsheets, her leg, and coating her pussy with Spike’s watery seed. Twilight let out a half second moan, unable to fully suppress her ecstasy.

Spike finally collapsed onto Twilight’s hand. Twilight gently lowered her arm and Spike onto her wet bed sheets, and slid her hand free as Spike panted.

“That was fun,” Spike began out of breath. He glanced up at Twilight as she observed her cum and purple fur covered hand. Spike looked away in shame. “But, I was supposed to be the one helping you… I’m sorry I let you down.”

Twilight looked down at Spike with a sympathetic smile.

“Oh Spike, don’t feel bad.”

Twilight ran her dog cum covered index finger along her pussy, tracing it along a fresh stream of pleasure. She raised her finger, covered in a mix of both of their cum, up to Spike’s face.

“You assisted me quite well.”

Spike let out a happy whimper sound as his eyes closed, and he drifted back to sleep.

Twilight giggled as she watched her most faithful assistant drift back to sleep. She then glanced around her room nervously, and raised her cum covered finger to her lips. She gulped.
Twilight hesitantly opened her mouth, and slowly inserted her finger. Her lips closed around it halfway in, and sucked the cum off as her finger popped out. She gagged, then after a second swallowed.

Twilight blushed. “Not as salty as I thought.”