The Thunder Games

Thunderlane snored loudly. Really loudly. It was always Flitters honest assumption that he slept with a pillow over his face to muffle the noise. Perhaps it was just habit. Creeping over to the bed she watched the steady rise and fall of his strong chest. Her eyes zeroed in on his groin and felt her heart pounding in her ears. With quiet wingflaps she hovered over his bed, descending onto his lower stomach with the legs outstretched.

“Oooh,” she wiggled her hips, feeling the pleasurable sensation of his sheathed member pressed against her slick entrance. Though he wasn’t erect at all she could feel that he was definitely a good size. Flitter slowly started grinding her hips into his crotch. Her gentle ministrations were already being rewarded –his dick was stiffening against her inner thigh.

“Uuurgh,” a muffled groan came from under the pillow. Thunderlanes dream was getting really intense. The good ones always ended halfway. He stared at the underside of his pillow, keenly aware of something wet and very warm pressed against his dick. Was this actually a dream? The gyrating didn’t stop. Holding his breath, he tossed the pillow to the side of the room.

Flitter was sitting on his crotch. There was no mistaking those eyes and that bow. Thunderlane was vaguely aware of his jaw opening and closing as his brain tried to simultaneously process what he was feeling and now seeing at the same time, while also firing angry questions to his subconscious as to whether this was a dream or not. This sensory overload overwhelmed his immediate feelings of arousal. His boner began to wilt.

“No! Thunder! Please.” said Flitter. She leaned forwards over him and pressed both hooves on either side of him, bringing herself close to his face to meet his wide golden eyes. The ear to ear smile on her almost deranged face grew wider. “Please…just. Can we talk?”

“Are…are we doing more than talking?” asked Thunderlane carefully. He could feel her long wavy tail wildly flicking over his hind legs. “What’s going on?”

“Thunder…I’m in heat,” she panted, her hot breath caressing his face as she blazed a trail of kisses down his neck. “I…need a stallion…really, really,” she licked a line up to his ear, beginning to nibble at the cartilage there, “badly.”

Stupefied, he draped his hoof over her neck, “You want me? For real? Right now? I mean I like you Flitter. I do, but, isn’t this kinda fast?” he attempted a half shrug as Flitter nibbled his ear. “Couldn’t we hang out first? Well we already hang out. Romatic stuff? Date! A real date would be cool right? At a restaurant or-“

Flitter silenced him with a desperate kiss, forcing her tongue inside his mouth before he could object further. She was pushy with her tongue, fighting with his to push back a little as her own slid over his teeth. Eventually Thunderlane relented, snorting through his nose as he shared the kiss properly. It was still unreal and very sudden, but he could get used to this. Flitter broke away, licking her lips at the tingly aftertaste of toothpaste.

She had enough of this foreplay bullshit.

“I need you…right now,” she grasped his face to further convey the urgency of her needs.

“So…well okay,” he glanced past her shoulder. “I’m almost, well, I’m not all that…ready yet.”

One mighty strong wingflap later and Flitter had her dripping pussy shoved directly at his nose. It only took one whiff of that musky scent for him to immediately react, cock springing to attention. Having her right there that close was too much to bear. Not bothering to ask permission at this point he allowed himself a lick at her slick lips. Then another. Feeling more adventurous by the second he stuck his tongue deep inside.

“Oh!” That felt good. Really fucking good. If eating out was a talent Thunderlane would have a tongue painting his flanks. He was everywhere inside her, lapping at her flowing juices, filling her entrance with his strong tongue. Flitter gripped his head and neck, burying her face and squealing in ecstasy as he ate her out.

“Off…get off…I need it,” she pulled away from Thunderlane. He licked his lips of the sweet taste in his mouth, but the sight of Flitter hovering above his haunches, slowly descending onto his twitching erection was something to behold. She dangled above his dick, blindly trying to line herself up, and upon finding the tip impaled herself on the length of his shaft.

Flitter came instantly.

“AUUGH! Ohhhhhhh yessss...” she hissed through gritted teeth as the first explosion of pleasure rocked through her body. Her wings twitched and jerked, feathers shedding and falling to the bed like dead leaves as her orgasm washed through her body. The flood of juices spilled out of her filled pussy onto Thunderlanes crotch. She felt herself clenching his thick shaft buried so far inside of her. The stallion on the other end groaned in pleasure. Flitter started slowly rocking her hips.

“Feels good huh? Oh Celestia you feel good,” she inhaled, feeling him throb inside her and she moaned again. It felt so good! The explosion of pleasure she had just felt didn’t ebb either. Every new motion, ever shift of him inside of her was building to another plateau of pleasure. Her legs buckled, another moan escaping from her lips. Thunderlane bucked his hips upwards and a second orgasm rocketed through her like a thousand fireworks going off inside her body, her tunnel flooding with her cream, grasping and pulling at his dick, begging for his hot cock to spill his seed and satisfy her primal cravings. Her eyes rolled up the back of her, seeing stars as her whole body shivered and shook with pleasure.

Eventually the second orgasm released her senses. Her coat was on fire, sweat rolling down it in small streams. She smacked her lips, tongue hanging out in bliss.

Thunderlane thrusted up at her, almost overwhelmed with how responsive Flitters has been. He’d hardly done anything but lay there as she creamed herself twice already! This was his first time with her, and lying on his back like a log wasn’t going to cut it.

“Move,” he grunted, using his wings to prop himself up. He wanted a better position. Flitter whined and protested as he moved around. Lost as she was in ecstasy, the only thing she wanted was to clench her hips together to keep his throbbing member buried deep inside. Spinning her around, he positioned her so all four her hooves were planted on the bed. Now from this angle he was mounting her properly, her pretty tail whipping excitedly at his nose. He braced his hind hooves against the headboard.

Then he started rutting the absolute hell out of her.

“OOOH! AH! OH! AUOOooo!” Flitter trailed off into sputtering nonsense. This was a whole new platform of pleasure for her now. Both her wings spasmed and twitched on their own, alive on her back as she lost control. Her world was nothing but him now. This exquisite sensation of being filled and fucked and nothing else, and she wished it could last forever.

“NF!” Thunderlane grunted above her. He was pounding into her haunches at a rapidly increasingly fast rate, slamming his length to her hilt with every powerful thrust. Flitter was driving him insane. She was searingly hot, incredibly tight around him; he could feel every single intimate inch of her as he drew in and out of her.

“OOoOOOH!” he found a better angle above her, gaining more inches as he filled her up, forcing her slippery passage wider open, her vagina rippling with pleasure. Her thighs shuddered in pleasure as he remained plunged to the hilt for a brief moment, his cock swelling harder inside him before feeling the hot, sticky burst of his seed flood her insides. Another final explosion of an orgasm sent her reeling –her wings instinctively flapping as she came like she never had before. It was the single most intense feeling in her entire life. She felt like she was going to faint.

Then Thunderlane pulled out; what felt like a pint of his semen flowed out of her gaping entrance, oozing down her inner thighs. He remained close to her, panting, as the intense throbbing in his cock began to die down, the last of his cum dripping from the tip of his jet-black shaft. Flitters’ lungs felt like they were on fire. She was vaguely aware of Thunderlanes’ strong foreleg caressing her mane. Her light violets met his bright golden discs and she sank into his chest, completely spent from the exertion. Skipping the nibbling on his neck she went straight for his mouth, sharing a quick kiss with him before her heavy eyelids fell, and she collapsed, sleep overtaking her easily now that her body finally got what it craved.

Celestia she had needed this.

***

“Morning, beautiful.”

Flitter yawned heavily, blinking in the warm sunlight. This wasn’t her bed and that wasn’t her sisters’ voice calling her beautiful. Last night was a blur. Why was she not home? Why did she feel so sore? The bow usually affixed to her head was askew for some reason. She remembered being incredibly horny, racing around town in circles, then playing video games and-

“Oh,” she blushed at Thunderlane as the events of last night finally finished registering,” good morning…handsome.” Both her ears flattened as he tenderly nuzzled her neck. “Uh…listen, I can explain…well, uhm-”

Thunderlane flopped back into the bed. “I figured you would say that. After we…did it,” he winced, feeling weird about the bluntness of his statement, “you kind of fell asleep right away and I was just thinking about stuff. I know you’re not really into me and everything; plus you were in heat.”

“Thunderlane…”

“So it’s totally okay if we just forget about what happened last night-“

“Thunder…”

“-and then we can go back to the way things weMFPFF!”

Flitter cut him off in a passionate kiss, pushing him into the bed. He inhaled the sweaty scent of her unwashed hair. They mashed their lips hungrily together, breaking it for air after a few seconds.

“Forget all that Thunder. I’ve always liked you, actually, but like, you know, I’m too scared to just say anything to you,” she hung her head and sighed, “Last night was bad. Like, telling you in a bad way bad.” Her hoof trailed across his chest. “Sooo…maybe we can try again some night where I’m not begging for you to nail me like some crazy mare?”

Thunderlanes’ face lifted immediately. “Really? Yeah! Yes! I’m totally down with that.”

“Good,” the knot in her stomach began unwinding. She shifter her legs slightly, the blazing fire that was raging through her loins now a dull heat thanks to him. They rested together, the tingling contact of their coats bringing each other new warmth as they lay in bed.

“Wait…did your sister lock the door when she left last night?” asked Thunderlane nonchalantly.

“Actually I don’t know what she,” Flitter tapped her chin. “I know she was playing videogames last night is all…”

***

Sunlight streamed through the light blue and gold curtains of the room directly below Thunderlane. It hit the little colt resting in bed on his face, causing him to stir under the covers. He yawned and stretched his wings. Shaking off another, larger yawn, he massaged his hind legs. They felt awfully weird. Sore even. What was today? Saturday? The first thing that came to mind was videogames. That’s what he wanted to play.

“Mornin’ tiger!” crooned a sultry voice to his left. Turning over he found himself face to face with Cloudchaser, wearing a very satisfied smile on her face.

Rumble blinked. “Uh…hi,” he blushed hard. “Um…last night I had this awesome dream,” Cloudchaser smiled wider. Rumble chuckled nervously. “And uh, you were in it…I don’t think I was really dreaming.”

“Ooh…you are smart,” she kissed his forehead, glancing further down his slender frame. “and such a big boy already.”

“Heh…uhhh…”he blushed even harder. “Can we not tell my brother?”

“I won’t tell if you won’t tell,” she nibbled at his mane. Flapping out of bed she drifted over to his door. “C’mon! Let’s get downstairs and play some videogames!” Instead of jumping out after her the not-so-little Pegasus fiddled with his hooves. Cloudchaser sighed and flew back to him, kissing him on the lips like she did last night. “It’ll be our little secret. I promise. Now, let’s go! Some-ponys got a new high score to beat!”

“No WAY!” He jumped out of bed after her, giggling and chasing her down the hallway.

THE END