Public à la pudeur
Sunset fidgeted in her seat, her fingers wrapped tightly around the grips of her motorcycle’s handlebars as its engine purred idly at the intersection. She wasn’t nervous, per se, but there was a hint of anxiety settling in her stomach that threatened to blossom into a small bout of fretting. No, she wasn’t nervous as the light changed from imposing red to a welcoming green, because she was a strong, confident woman brimming with pride that rode her glory everywhere she went like a badge of honor, albeit a slight more humbly than in the past, but she was definitely something.
She bit her lip as the roar of her engine and sting of the wind drowned out her surroundings into nothing more than faint background noise. She didn’t know what she was, but, all at once, the thought of what it might be was both intimidating and exhilarating, especially since the sudden bout of that alien, yet oddly familiar, feeling was brought out by a very specific message sent by a very specific pony. She knew it wasn’t any bit of nervousness, because the message hadn’t contained anything particularly new to her, but it had still caught her off guard.
That was okay. She could deal with surprise, it was one of her biggest strengths, after all, to be able to roll with the punches and still come out on top, but the thought of not being able to understand herself? No, she couldn’t handle that. It hurt her pride, and if she didn’t have that, then what did she have?
Sunset’s thoughts stopped as she slowed her bike to a crawl, the mass of buildings that was Canterlot High School coming into view and, in the center of the courtyard, leaning against the recently repaired statue of the Wondercolt, so did Twilight. In the midday sun, the alicorn-turned-human practically radiated her girlish beauty, dressed as she was in a simple white blouse and pleated, knee-length skirt, a far cry from the more school-tailored uniform she had originally appeared in, and, all at once, that strange feeling surged to the forefront of her mind. Was she sure she wanted to do this just yet?
Ah, that’s what it was. Uncertainty.
Sunset sighed, easing her motorcycle into one of the school’s parking spots, and pulled her mess of fiery hair from her crimson helmet. She had talked to her friends about it, completely caught off guard by Twilight’s offer to deepen their already romantic relationship as she was. She talked to them about everything, because she knew she could trust and rely on them, and they understood her surprise when she told them that she was expecting to be the one to bring the subject up when she felt it was the right time. They were all very well acquainted with the socially, and sexually, repressed Twilight from their world, so it was, once again, entirely to Sunset’s surprise when Pinkie and, most shockingly, Rarity, averted their eyes with a blush.
That had sealed the deal with her, finally giving her the drive to accept Twilight’s proposal and delve into the realm of their sexuality together… or so she thought.
“Hey Sunset!” She broke out of her reverie stared into Twilight’s smiling face from across the lawn, that uncertainty that had crept its way back into her heart washed away by the girl’s enthusiastic wave from across the lawn. This was definitely the right choice.
Twilight shook as she clambered gracefully off the monstrous machine that had carried Sunset and her to their destination, thanking whatever gods may have been listening for giving her solid ground to walk on. It wasn’t that she didn’t like the motorcycle, per se, because it was a spectacular marvel of the human world’s mechanical ingenuity to create a carriage that relied on nothing more than moving parts and a very dangerous combustible liquid, but she was certainly thankful for every trip that was made on it that didn’t end with either her or her marefriend in a pile of mangled metal and body parts. Still, even with her slight trepidation at having to ride the beast, Sunset’s warm hand on her hip as she took in shuddering breaths flushed away any worries she’d ever had.
Today, she’d bring Sunset into the circle of her most beloved marefriends and she couldn’t be any happier. As they stepped away from the flame-streaked motorcycle, Twilight leaned into Sunset’s body and pressed their lips together in a short, yet inviting kiss. A teasing kiss, with just the slightest hint of Prench origins, to let her mirror-world-bound lover know what was going to be in store for later. “So, Sunset, when you said you had the perfect idea for a date that’d lead into a perfect mood, you decided this would be it?”
The sun-skinned woman flushed, licking her lips, and shrugged. “Well, we haven’t really gone on many dates and just spent most of the time watching movies at my apartment anyway, so I thought why not go for broke and spend the big bucks on a quality movie experience?” Twilight smiled and squeezed Sunset’s hand, earning her a smile in return. “Besides, I don’t really have anything romantic at home and I doubt another running of Daring Do would really set the stage.”
The alicorn humm’d and snuggled closer into Sunset’s side, holding onto her jacket. “I’m just teasing, Sunset. Honestly, I’m just relieved that you were open to this. I know it was pretty sudden, but I really wanted to show you how much I loved you.” She giggled as the older woman blushed even deeper and fumbled to hand their tickets to the theater’s receptionist. “So, what movie did you decide on?”
“Oh, just something Rarity recommended. I honestly don’t know, but she gave it stellar reviews and said, and I quote, Oh, it’ll definitely put you right where you want, darling.” She finished with a brush of her hair, tossing a lock in a near perfect imitation of Rarity’s mannerisms.
“Yeah, that sounds like Rarity.” Twilight chuckled into a hand as Sunset led her through the halls, allowing a comfortable silence to fall between them, until they took their seats near the back of the nearly empty showing room. “If looks are anything to go by, I don’t think that it’s a very popular movie.”
Sunset’s laugh warmed her heart as the tight, cuddling embrace they shared melded their body heat together. “I think it’s just 'cause it’s nearing the end of its theater cycle. See, when a movie comes out, it usually plays for about a month before they prepare it for a video release and tends to get the largest ticket purchases right around its first week of showings. After that, well...” She motioned to the rows and rows of empty seats. “There are exceptions though.”
The purple-skinned girl nodded and pushed the armrest further back so that she could practically lay on her marefriend’s side as the curtains drew away and lights dimmed. With the pre-movie commercials ending and her anticipation practically set to burst, Twilight let her hand rest on Sunset’s thigh and intertwined their free hands together.
Both girls leaned into each other, eyes wide as they watched the protagonist scream after her lover, sprinting into the freezing cold, garbed only in what could, graciously, be called a formal dress, tears streaming down her face. Their breaths hitched in near unison as the departing girl paused mid-step, and slowly turned, the camera panning around to show red-footed protagonist stumble in the snow, her body flushed from the icy wind as she raced to catch up. The pair’s eyes met, both women stopping in their tracks as they stared, the tension building, until the protagonist’s lover shuddered.
“Why?”
Sunset sniffled, watching intently as the protagonist fumbled with her words, trying to explain why she had lashed out, but was caught up in the larger woman’s arms. The protagonist wailed as her lover lifted her against her breast, the petite girl feather light compared to her considerable build, and carried her carefully back into the house.
The redhead rubbed her eye and glanced over at Twilight, squeezing the princess’ hand when she noticed similar tracks of wetness streaking down her face, then turned back to the movie. She'd obviously missed some whispered conversation, too caught up in her own little moment with Twilight, but somehow that fact seemed unimportant. The protagonist, Tigerlily, was on her back, limbs askew, as Dragonfruit climbed atop her, running her larger hands across the small woman's side and face. Their cheeks were flushed and it didn't take Sunset long to realize that it wasn't from the cold any longer.
Her own cheeks burned as Dragonfruit started to tug at the strings tying the front of Tiger's flimsy dress together. With each pull, more of the fabric fell away from the girl's heaving chest until her small, pert breasts were bare for Dragon, and the nearly empty theater, to see. Puffy nipples stiffened at the large girl's touch, teasing a gasp from Tiger's throat and atwinge between Sunset's legs. Definitely my type.
She glanced back over at Twilight when the girl squeezed her hand again, and stared into her girlfriend's eyes before noticing movement below and trailed down to find the alicorn slowly mimicking the events of the movie. It was difficult to see in the darkness of the theater, especially considering the sparse lighting for the scene, but it was obvious that the girl had parted her blouse and was playing with a breast beneath the fabric. Sunset watched as, just like Tiger, Twilight's nipples became more pronounced in the darkness, coming to a peak on the girl's petite bust.
Sunset sucked in a breath and leaned over. “Here?” It was a whisper, and she was sure that none of the other three occupants would hear her, but to Sunset it sounded like she had just shouted out in a crowded theater. She still checked on the other patrons just in case. “Twilight, we're in public.”
“So? It's not like we wouldn't have just jumped each other in the streets back home.” The princess’ grin was catlike as she parted her blouse to reveal the erect bud on her small breast. “Besides, I know how much you like them small. Rarity told me.”
“That's not the point, Twilight!” She bit her lip and glanced back down at the breast, watching her girlfriend tweak and tug on the mound of flesh. “We're in public! Shouldn't we at least, you know, go to the bathroom or something?” Her uncertainty was welling up again, brought back by the embarrassment of this very public exposure, and that set her nerves on edge. She wanted to take that next step with Twilight, but not quite like this.
“Is that what you're worried about?” The purple girl smile warmly and clasped Sunset's hand tighter. “Isn't that why we're watching this movie? Besides, if we go to the bathroom together now, won't it make things more suspicious?”
Sunset bit her lip and glanced around. Nobody was paying them any attention, each of the three movie-goers lost in their own little world of viewing, especially now that Dragonfruit had pulled her own top off and was crushing Tigerlily's tiny breasts beneath her considerable bust. Anxiety welled in Sunset's chest, alleviated only slightly by the soft stroke of Twilight's thumb on the back of her hand and the alicorn's blatant uncaring for the world around her.
It'd been so long since she had been in Equestria, and she'd long since grown accustomed, and ingrained into, the decency laws of the human world. Maybe this is what she needed? Wanted? Her body definitely screamed Yes! if the blazing heat between her thighs told her anything, but her mind was still swimming until the gentle stroke of Twilight's thumb stopped and was replaced by a soft, but insistent tug.
Twilight pulled Sunset's hand to her, raising it to her chest, then held the trembling limb to the exposed breast. Sunset's breath caught in her throat. Exactly how I thought it'd feel. She squeezed, and Twilight gasped as she lowered her now-free hand to Sunset's thigh.
“Go on. Play with me all you want.”
She was apprehensive, her teal eyes searching for prying gazes, yet still continued to knead the alicorn's breast. It was soft, perky, and each squeeze, each brush of palm against nipple, made Twilight's breath hitch. Each touch brought Twilight's hand further up, her purple fingers massaging sweet circles on her inner thigh. Even now, Sunset knew that her panties were ruined. Even with the embarrassment of pleasuring each other where anybody could see them if they tried, she couldn't deny that it was beyond merely arousing.
Twilight's fingers met with the sticky, moisture-slicked fabric that hid the former unicorn's shame from the world and slid past the elastic. Sunset bit her lip to keep from gasping as those surprisingly dextrous digits pressed against her, prodded and massaged, stroked and parted. She'd obviously improved in the times she'd visited, no longer the awkward girl that defaulted to mouthing out writing when she had first come through the portal. So absorbed in the pleasure Twilight's probing fingers were filling her with, she laxed in her reciprocation, letting her own hand drop to the lilac girl's thigh, only to gasp as something hard and warm throbbed against the tips of her fingers.
“Holy…” She turned her to Twilight, staring into the girl's flushed, panting face, then slowly slid her gaze down to the tent quickly being pitched in her skirt. “Twilight, you have a…”
Confusion marred the princess’ face, quickly replaced by a mirthful smirk. “I can't believe the girls didn't say anything, but… I guess they wanted you to be just as surprised as they were.”
“How? And how didn't I notice before? We've had like, a billion sleepovers!”
Her whispered words could barely be heard over the sensual moans of the movie, but Twilight had been leaning over closer, inching nearer, and planted a heated kiss on the golden-haired girl's lips. “I'm an alicorn, Sunset. Embodiment of all ponies? I was surprised at first, too, but… Well, ask the girls. You get used to it pretty quickly.”
“How did I not notice!”
“I dunno, but I'd guess it's because you're too busy staring at my butt and teats.” Sunset flushed, and Twilight giggled softly before her voice fell, serious. “You don't mind, do you? I know you were Celestia's student, and she usually expresses her love for her students intimately, but if you don't like it, then-”
“N-no. No, you're fine, it's fine…” Sunset traced her fingers on Twilight's thigh and brushed against the throbbing member. It twitched again and Twilight gasped. “I just wasn't expecting it.” She eyed it in wonder, bringing her full hand across the shaft and hefting it in her palm. It was so hot, pulsing in her hand, and a bead of pre spilled from the tip to streak down the length.
“That feels nice, but…”
The amber skinned girl smirked and squeezed Twilight, enjoying the way the princess squirmed in her grasp. It was adorable, invigorating, having the alicorn at the mercy of her touch, but Sunset wasn't cruel, not anymore, and gave the princess what she wanted. Her hand slid up the shaft, assisted by the spilling precum, and it rested at the head of the seven inches of girlcock. For this, Sunset was grateful. No matter how much she missed Celestia and her wonderful endowment, Sunset very much doubted that her tiny human sex could handle a pony's comparative girth, especially with how out of practice she'd been.
Still, that was neither here nor there and Sunset had a willing subject in need of her ministrations. With the lube generously provided by Twilight, Sunset slid back, the soft schlick of her hand gliding across cock making her own loins twinge in anticipation. With agonizing slowness, she reached the tip again and ground her palm against the tiny slit at its peak. This time, Twilight groaned throatily and Sunset was ever thankful that the girl still had enough presence to keep that soft and low. The last she wanted was to be caught stroking the dick of another girl in a very public movie theater, even if it was mostly empty.
Sunset released the shaft and swiped her tongue across her palm, savoring the salty slime that had begun to pool there. It'd been so long since she'd tasted another mare's, another girl's, effluence, not since before she'd feld from Equestria, and the smell and flavour was intoxicating. She glanced about once more, then leaned down and kissed Twilight's glans with a soft smack. It pulsed against her lips, oozing directly into the soft pucker, and she moaned as the fluid coated her tongue. “I've missed this…”
She wrapped her lips around the head and bobbed gently, cupping her tongue and caressing the side as the length slipped further into her mouth and probed the back of her throat. She almost gagged, forgetting for a moment that humans actually had a gag reflex, but calmed herself and pulled back. Not that Twilight had been disappointed, judging by the blissful look on the girl's face.
Sunset grinned around the cock in her mouth and slid back down, moaning against the member as is pulsed and oozed directly onto her eager tongue. She slavered and drooled, likely staining the seat and bottom of Twilight's skirt, but she couldn't have cared less. Twilight had finally found presence of mind to return the favour and was once more dipping her fingers into Sunset's honeypot under her panties.
She could feel Twilight twitch more and more in her mouth, nearly bobbing with each pouding beat of the alicorn's heart, and turned her eyes up to watch the girl bite on her index finger to keep from moaning too loudly. She was close, that much was simple enough to tell, and Sunset was eager to have the full flavour of Twilight's essence fill her mouth and consume her sense. She picked up speed, bobbing with vigor, her tongue swirling and dancing along the thick cum vein, coaxing the princess closer and closer until those lavender hips jerked.
Sunset pulled back, keeping her lips wrapped just around Twilight's head, and bounced the member with her tongue while she gripped and stroked her to completion. The first rope of cum shot against the back of her throat and she gurgled in surprise, but she was ready for the second and moaned as it sprayed across her tongue. It was thick and heady, salty and overpowering. All she could taste was Twilight's cum, all she could smell was the musky semen, and as she swallowed and felt it ooze down her throat, Sunset knew she'd be eager for more.
Twilight groaned and sank further into her chair as Sunset pulled away, two streaks of white gently dripping from the corners of her mouth from where she'd tried to hold it in before finally swallowing, and twitched back to life as the former unicorn made a show of swallowing the remainder. “Sweet Celestia, Sunset. Where'd you learn how to do that?”
The amber-skinned girl smirked and licked her lips. “Well, I'd hope you could do the same. We both shared the same teacher, after all.” She leaned in and brought their lips together, Twilight moaning as she tasted herself on Sunset's tongue. “I, uh, hope you can go again. I really want to feel you inside me now.”
This time, it was Twilight's turn to smirk. “Not scared to get caught anymore?”
“Of course I am, but…” Sunset leaned close and breathed into Twilight's ear, relishing in watching the girl shudder. “It's kind of exciting.”
Twilight giggled and took her girlfriend's hand, coaxing her over to settle on her lap. “I think you've been here too long.” Her member jumped back to life when Sunset's thighs met hers, slapping up against the dark-stained white panties. “This world is so uptight.” Sunset sucked in a breath as Twilight pulled the bridge of her panties to the side, exposing her bald mound to the slightly-chill theater air, and rubbed her glans against the arousal-slicked slit. “I want to show my love for you girls to the world, but your silly shame of the named body forces me to do it in secret like this.” Sunset nearly screamed when Twilight first pressed into her, the thick, hot member spreading her open wider than any of the toys she'd grown accustomed to. “Well, maybe not totally in secret. Anypony could turn around at any moment and see you riding me. I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?”
Sunset groaned and slid back, pressing her butt firmly against Twilight's stomach and spearing herself as fully as she could on the princess’ cock. She could feel the tip press against her cervix and marvelled. She had been right, there was no way a proportionally sized dick would ever fit inside her if this had bottomed out and still had length to spare.
Twilight took hold of Sunset's hips and shifted her own, grinding herself against Sunset's deepest depths as the girl shuddered in her lap. “I knew you'd get a thrill out of this. You know, Rarity told me that you liked to flaunt yourself in front of the girls whenever you had had a sleepover.” She bounced up and Sunset followed, only to fall back down and grunt as she bottomed out again. “I measured her hypothesis over the last few months and, with this final experiment, I'd say it's confirmed.”
Sunset finally found her senses and began to move herself, starting with a slow pull, feeling her walls clench and tug against the head of the alicorn's penis only to drop back down in a rush as soon as she felt too empty to tolerate. They both moaned under their breaths as Sunset took a moment to steady her legs and just rocked back and forth on the turgid shaft.
“You love the thought of being caught, of being seen naked by others, don't you, Sunset?”
The red-head was amazed that Twilight could think clearly at all when she was struggling to keep herself sane enough not to just scream into the dark theater. She picked up, bobbing on Twilight's dick in short, fast bounces, huffing each time the head bashed against her cervix and scraped that precious spot that sent her body ablaze like the flames of her cutie mark.
“Come on, Sunset. Admit it. Admit that you're loving this.”
Sunset's face was flushed, but whether it was from shame or arousal it was impossible to tell. Her pussy squeezed and grasped, holding onto Twilight's dick as if it was the sole lifesaver in a roiling ocean. She was loving this. “I am! I love it when people see me naked and thinking about somebody catching us makes me so damn hot!” It was a whisper, but the words were sharp, harsh, coming out between hot, panting breaths.
She leaned forward, hiking her skirt up over her back, and pulled her panties far to the side, giving Twilight a full view as she bounced on her dick. Twilight squeezed the unicorn's ass, spreading her cheeks and marvelling as Sunset's tight pucker winked at her, watching as the soft, pink flesh of Sunset's folds stretched over her length whenever Sunset she bounced up, clinging to her with everything it had, only to crush together and smother the length with her thick lips.
The sight was enough to drive a mare wild and it was with renewed fervor that Twilight matched Sunset's rhythm and began to thrust up into her. Both girls panted loudly, their voices luckily drowned out by a nearly matching scene playing out on the silver screen. Nobody would be able to tell the difference between the grunts and moans of the professional actors and the two girls brazenly fucking in the back of the theater unless they happened to look back and up.
Sunset felt herself coming to a peak, could feel the smouldering fire flare into an inferno in her stomach, and slammed herself against Twilight's hips as the alicorn fucked her from below. She grunted, fell back against Twilight, and squeezed hard, her body wracking as her orgasm crashed over her.
Twilight huffed, nigh breathless, when Sunset clamped down on her, thee sudden tightness giving the perfect friction to send her plummeting over the edge alongside her love. She thrust up once, twice, then hilted herself against Sunset's womb and moaned into the girl's shoulder. Hot, thick cum sprayed into Sunset, soaking and filling her insides with the heady seed. It took everything for Sunset not to scream out as she was thoroughly bred by the princess she loved, just like Celestia had before her. She basked in the glow of coital bliss, feeling Twilight throb and pulse rope after rope of cum right into her womb.
They sat there, panting in each others presence and sharing the occasional, tired yet loving kiss, before Twilight started to grow soft, much to Sunset's disappointment. The vacancy left by the girl's receding shaft left her feeling empty, but the hot seed that seeped behind it more than made up for its absence. Twilight slid out of her with a gurgling plop, and the alicorn quickly pulled the panties back over to trap the escaping cum to pool in the unicorn's panties.
“That way, you won't make a mess and you can feel me once I've gone home.”
Sunset chuckled breathlessly and pulled the princess in for a deep, sensual kiss. “You know that we're going again when we get to my place, right?”
“Yeah, but that doesn't mean you I don't want you keeping as much of me inside you as you can.”
“Jeez, and I thought you were a sexually repressed shut-in.”
Twilight huffed and rolled her eyes. “Why does everybody think that? I was practically raised my entire life by Princess Celestia! She used to be worshipped as a goddess of fertility!”
“I know, but you give off a vibe, ya know?”
The pair shared a chuckled and cuddled against each other, Twilight taking in the Sunset's sweat-masked aroma and Sunset enjoying the warmth dripping and soaking into her ruined panties, until Sunset felt something hard press against her butt.
“Wanna head out early and continue at your place?” Her voice was low and husky, sending a shiver down Sunset's spine.
“I thought you'd never ask.”
Author's Note
For those of you familiar with the French language, you should get what the title and chapter mean. For those of you that aren't (or don't get it), public à la pudeur is french for Public deceny, and adding the outrage to the front makes it Public Indeceny. Don't worry, I didn't beleeb it myself at first either. I mean, how you take such a short, simple phrase and turn it into a paragraph to get the same point across is beyond me, but there it is.
Gotta keep with the theme of stupid French phrases for these stories, though. Yes, this is the same universe as Menage a Public, in case it wasn't obvious, and as long as they aren't caught then nothing illegal happened... right?
