Love’s Étude For Heartstrings; Opus One

That same evening…

Pinkie walked Fluttershy to the yellow Pegasus’ cottage. Pinkie never understood why her friend, who was so shy and a bit of a scaredy-pony would choose to live so far away from Ponyville. And right against the Everfree Forest no less. But with her being able to fly and Sweet Apple Acres just a half a mile up the lane, she probably felt safe. Some of her animal friends probably wouldn’t be comfortable in town. Plus the townsponies probably would be nervous with the large bear that visited Fluttershy often. Harry loved Fluttershy and he made sure none of the dangers of the forest disturbed his friend, where else could a bear get his back adjusted?

They stopped at the cottage door, Pinkie smiled that smile of hers, Fluttershy smiled back.

“That was a funny movie and a very nice dinner, you didn’t have to spend so many bits Pinkie,” said Fluttershy, “but thank you.”

“It was the least I could do after embarrassing you at Twilight’s this morning.” Replied Pinkie, actually blushing.

“I wasn’t embarrassed, I was just caught off guard.” Fluttershy’s expression changed to slightly confused. “Was that all the kiss was? Just a joke?

I’d hoped...”

Fluttershy’s face reflected hurt as she looked at the ground and scratched at the dirt. Pinkie saw it and knew she needed to make sure Fluttershy didn’t have the wrong idea.

“No!” said Pinkie, if possible blushing even more. Pinkie reached out with her hoof and raised the shy Pegasus’ face to look at her. “I really wanted to try it for a long time now...

With you...

I’ve never been in the situation that I thought I could. I said it was fun, and I meant it. Not fun in a silly, game playing way, fun in a deep moving feeling way. Just how good of a kisser you are surprised me.”

Fluttershy smiled that little smile of hers. She was slightly embarrassed at the praise and couldn’t quite look into Pinkie’s eyes.

“Well it’s late and I guess I should be going,” continued Pinkie.

“Princess Celestia only just lowered the sun, surely you have time to stay and have a drink,” asked Fluttershy, “don’t you?”

“I’d like that,” said Pinkie, her smile expanding, hoping she was reading her friend correctly.

The two friends went inside. Fluttershy suggested that Pinkie have a seat on the couch while she went to retrieve the wine. As she left the room, Fluttershy extinguished most of the lights, there were enough left on to make it cozy. All of Fluttershy’s animal friends were asleep in their places. Even Angel was softly snoring in his little basket/bed.

The Pegasus returned with a bottle of wine and two glasses. Pinkie recognized the wine as some Twilight would bring her friends from time to time. It was a very special wine from Celestia’s own private stock. Alicorns have a higher tolerance of alcohol than the other ponies have, so they prefer a wine with a higher alcohol content.

The two sat and sipped the excellent wine and talked about minor things. They were discussing some of the times they’d had before Twilight came into their lives.

Pinkie noticed the wine was helping Fluttershy to be more outgoing and not hold back as usual, she was downright chatty. Pinkie had also noticed that Fluttershy had, when getting the wine, took the occasion to apply a light amount of perfume. Pinkie smiled hoping where this might be going.

Fluttershy would reach out and rest her hoof on Pinkie’s hind leg or shoulder when she would talk, her hind hoof brushing up against Pinkie’s as well. Pinkie was aware of the contact and she felt a thrill at every touch of Fluttershy.

But after the bottle was empty, Fluttershy got very quiet again.

“What’s wrong Fluttershy?” asked Pinkie, noticing the change.

“Shy-Shy,” responded the yellow Pegasus, “you used to call me Shy-Shy, remember?”

“I remember,” said Pinkie, “but I never knew you actually liked the nick-name.”

“It’s not so much that,” said Fluttershy, reaching out and taking Pinkie’s hoof, “it was something only you called me, that made it special.”

“Well, you’ve always been special,” said Pinkie, “to me.”

Pinkie wasn’t sure why she was suddenly feeling uncomfortable. The wine was breaking down barriers which kept Pinkie from saying and doing things she’d never have said or done in public...

If there were any.

Pinkie looked down at Fluttershy’s hoof and then into the big turquoise eyes of her longtime friend. Pinkie saw something she’d never seen in Fluttershy’s eyes before.

Pinkie thought at that moment she’d never seen a more beautiful mare ever…

Sorry about that Rarity.

Pinkie and Fluttershy held their gaze for a moment, both thinking of the happening at the castle. They were starting to suspect there’d been more to it than they wanted to admit at the time. Perhaps an excuse to act on something they’d secretly, secret even from themselves, hoped for.

Then as if drawn by the gravity of the other pony, they slowly closed the distance between their muzzles and were soon exploring each other’s tongue. There was no hurry, and there was nopony around to interrupt them.

Fluttershy let go of Pinkie’s hoof and put her forelegs around her pink friend. Pinkie did the same, they drew each other close. Fluttershy’s wings embraced Pinkie as well.

They kissed like this for some time, how long didn’t matter. Both found a great pleasure they’d never expected to find with their longtime friend. The warmth of the pony they were holding was the greatest feeling ever. Then they broke the kiss and held each other close.

“You’re quite the good kisser yourself,” whispered Fluttershy.

“Thank you,” said Pinkie, “it really is the first time for me kissing a mare, except this morning.”

Both ponies giggled.

“I’ve never kissed anypony before,” said Fluttershy. “Except this morning.”

“Then how are you such a good kisser?”

“I read books.” Said Fluttershy, smiling at the praise.

The two friends kissed again.

Pinkie had kissed before, but not like this. The thrill was not from being the first mare she’d ever kissed. Nor was it from a sense of a new situation.

Pinkie could see Fluttershy in her mind’s eye. She remembered all the times she’d interacted with her yellow friend. From school to their ‘missions’ with Twilight. Pinkie had always encouraged Fluttershy to try to be brave and would encourage her to go beyond her comfort zone. And yes, Fluttershy was a year older, but at times Pinkie almost felt like a big sister.

Now with all those times in her mind, there was a pleasure that grew in her heart thinking of the shy Pegasus. Not just pleasure, but something much, much deeper.

Pinkie now wanted to be with Fluttershy…

Wanted to hold Fluttershy…

Pinkie wanted Fluttershy.

Fluttershy had always been too shy to try to explore any relationships, but she’d read about them.

It made her sad sometimes she’d never experienced anything like it. And from what she’d read, she knew even the gentlest of stallions would be more than she could handle. She didn’t hate stallions, they just frightened her. And with all that can happen with copulation and the fear of what might happen if she wasn’t careful, she just couldn’t see that happening to her.

There was no doubt Fluttershy loved little foals but she wasn’t confident that she could handle one of her own. The Cutie Mark Crusader sleepover had proven that to her. Just because she was good with small animals, that didn’t mean that she was good with kids.

Let’s face it, Scootaloo, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle would have been turned to stone, if she hadn’t sucked up the courage to go into the Everfree Forest after dark. The truth be told, she almost didn’t! The frightening thing was, if the sun had come up, then Twilight and the fillies would have been stone permanently.

So what if it were her own foal?

No! She couldn’t take a chance, stallions were and always will be out of the question.

Fluttershy had read many stories about many techniques, and many forms of ‘love-play’. It was surprising to her, even with her fear of stallions, she got excited when she read about these situations between two mares.

Now here was her close friend Pinkie Pie. A pony that’d been there for her most of her life. A friend who could always break the tension of new situations or just make her laugh, even when she didn’t know a laugh was what she needed.

Now without any resistance, Pinkie was giving into the passion Fluttershy had always wanted to experience. And somehow, with it being Pinkie, it made her feel safe, yet it felt so much more exciting. Fluttershy loved her friends, now there was a different love building in her heart for her pink friend.

They broke the kiss and held each other close, they both were trying to catch their breath. Pinkie started kissing Fluttershy’s ear and neck, the pink mare lowered a hoof and was caressing the inner part of Fluttershy’s hind leg so very, very close to her marehood.

Fluttershy allowed her legs to part a bit. As Fluttershy was hoping, Pinkie moved her hoof and started to stroke her love organ.

Fluttershy felt herself getting wet, just as her books described.

Then Fluttershy gave Pinkie a small kiss. Pinkie started to remove her hoof.

“Don’t stop yet,” whispered Fluttershy, becoming flush, “please.”

Pinkie smiled again, Pinkie had no intention of stopping if she didn’t have to. She’d never done this to another mare and it was as exciting as when somepony had done it to her.

Fluttershy pulled Pinkie closer and redoubled the kiss. Pinkie felt Fluttershy start to tremble. Fluttershy’s hips were grinding against Pinkie’s hoof. The shy Pegasus put her head against Pinkie’s neck.

“Oh Pinkie!” said Fluttershy, “right there!”

That’s when Fluttershy started to squeal.

Oooo!!!!!!

When Pinkie could tell Fluttershy was done, she removed her hoof and embraced Fluttershy and kissed with all her soul.

After Fluttershy had caught her breath, she asked;

“Did I just come?”

“Don’t you know?” asked Pinkie.

“I’ve never done it before.” Said Fluttershy slightly embarrassed.

“You’ve never been with another pony,” asked Pinkie.

Fluttershy shook her head she hadn’t.

“You’ve never even ‘played with yourself’?”

“My mother told me only bad ponies do that, and I always tried to be a good pony.”

“You are a good pony,” said Pinkie. “You‘re probably the best and nicest pony ever.

But let me ask you; did what we just do feel bad?”

Fluttershy shook her head and even smiled a bit.

“It’s no difference whose hoof does it.” Said Pinkie, “and it’s natural to wonder about such things and even experiment.”

Pinkie didn’t believe herself, she was starting to sound like Twilight!

“Does this mean I’m no longer a virgin?” asked Fluttershy.

“No,” said Pinkie, “you only lose your virginity if a stallion puts his ‘tool’ in you. Or if you’re with a mare, it’s when she has her tongue in you and has oral sex with you. Or the two of you do the scissors position.”

The two mares smiled and resumed kissing. Pinkie was stroking Fluttershy’s body. The feeling was awesome, she wanted to lay back and give herself to Pinkie right there. She really did want Pinkie be the pony who takes her virginity.

But she thought she’d try something first.

Fluttershy looked into Pinkie’s big blue eyes. They both smiled. Here was her chance to do something she’d always wanted to do. And with it being Pinkie, she could now see herself being with this closest of friends in more than just this. And with what she and Pinkie’s had just done, she knew Pinkie wanted her as well.

Yes, Rarity was her best friend, but she couldn’t see in her mind doing the things with the white Unicorn that she now wanted to do with Pinkie.

Never before had Fluttershy wanted a pony, not like this.

“I’ve always wanted to try the things I’ve read. But there’s never been a pony in my life I’d want to do them with,” whispered Fluttershy, more timid than Pinkie could remember. “Would you be the pony who helps me?”

Pinkie was sharper than most ponies gave her credit. In fact, Rainbow once commented to AJ that Pinkie might actually be the smartest of the group. Yes, Twilight was the brain and perhaps had more book learning than anypony in Equestria other than the Princesses. But Pinkie saw things from a different angle than anypony else. Very little deceived the pink Earth Pony. The way she reasoned things out was beyond most ponies, but Pinkie’s ‘Pinkie logic’ was 99.999% accurate, even in predicting the future.

Pinkie understood exactly what Fluttershy was asking, she wanted to experience sex; ‘all the way’ sex, with a pony she’d feel safe with and one that she trusted.

Pinkie had no problem with that.

“I think I’d really like that, Shy-Shy,” whispered Pinkie, kissing the yellow Pegasus’ neck. “What’d you have in mind?”

Fluttershy got a mischievous look and then blushed.

“I know a little game that I’ve always wanted to try. Over time, I’ve acquired what we need to play it but I’ve never had the chance to use them. We could play this game,” said Fluttershy pulling back a little to look a little better into Pinkie’s eyes, “if you’re game.”

“I’m always game for a game,” said Pinkie giggling. “What do I have to do?”

Fluttershy kissed Pinkie again quickly, then she got up.

“Wait here,” said Fluttershy. “It’s a ‘dress up’ game. I’ll get what you’ll be wearing.”

Fluttershy got up and walked to the stair and went up.

Pinkie, after a few minutes waiting, found herself smelling and tasting the hoof which had been rubbing and entering Fluttershy’s marehood. The smell and taste made Pinkie so very wet.

It wasn’t long before Fluttershy returned. Fluttershy saw Pinkie smelling her hoof and tasting it. She remembered something from a book she read and it had excited her then, she wanted it see if it was more exciting in pony.

Fluttershy walked to Pinkie, took the hoof Pinkie was just tasting and put it to her own mouth and licked it seductively. Pinkie smiled more than Fluttershy had ever seen.

“My marehood tastes good on your hoof, don’t you think,” said Fluttershy, “why don’t you taste it with me.”

She put Pinkie’s hoof to Pinkie’s mouth and they both licked it. Then Fluttershy brought the hoof down and their tongues met. Tasting herself on Pinkie’s hoof and on Pinkie’s tongue was making her super wet, it was starting to run down her hind legs.

When they broke the kiss, Fluttershy smiled. She had something under her wing and gave it to Pinkie.

“Please put these on,” said Fluttershy, quickly kissing Pinkie again. “I’ll call you upstairs when I’m ready. I promise it’ll be fun.”

Fluttershy went to the stair, looked back over her shoulder, smiled and blew a kiss.

“It won’t take me long.” Said Fluttershy as she started to go back up the stairs.

“Oh,” said Fluttershy pausing, “please remember that you can quit the game at any time and I won’t be mad or disappointed.

And I won’t think or feel any different toward you.”

Pinkie watched as Fluttershy disappeared upstairs, glad that Fluttershy didn’t particularly like to fly everywhere like Rainbow Dash, that way Pinkie could watch the swaying of Fluttershy’s flanks. Pinkie also noticed that Fluttershy was holding her tail so Pinkie could see a now relaxed marehood, it glistened with the wetness of pure desire.

This excited Pinkie more than she ever expected. Fluttershy giggled as she let the tail fall back to a normal position.

Then Pinkie turned her attention to the garment Fluttershy had brought her.

It was made of a black stretchy material. Almost like the outfit, she’d worn when she went with Twilight, looking for the time spells in the Canterlot Archive. However, on this one, not only was there an opening for her tail, the opening extended between her legs up to her bellybutton.

‘All the goodies exposed,’ thought Pinkie.

She was getting the idea of the kind of game. So she wasn’t surprised when she pulled the hood over her face when it fit close and it only had small eyeholes and a small opening for her muzzle. The rest of her entire head and neck were covered, almost like the hood on a Wonderbolts’ flight suit. There was also a black collar, almost like a dog collar.

Pinkie had read enough ‘kinky’ stories to know exactly what this game was going to be.

Another pony might’ve been scared or appalled. But Pinkie was getting wetter thinking of what might be coming. She liked all kinds of fun, so she put the collar on and waited. She didn’t have to wait long.

“Pinkie!” came the voice from upstairs, “you can come up now.”