Spitfire and Trixie rested snuggled up against each other in bed. After being separated from one another for so long they were happy to finally be back together. Last nights makeup sex help relieve their built up tensions, and of course Spitfire’s fantasies subsided, for now. A strong beam of light broke through a crack in the curtains and struck Spitfire in the face. The yellow mare groaned scooting closer to Trixie to escape the foul light only to have it back in her face minutes later. With a grunt and mumble she got out of bed tugged the curtains shut preventing any light from coming through.

Having vanquished the vile light of day the former Wonderbolt went back to bed and lazily slipped under the covers and snuggled right behind Trixie. Spitfire rested her chin on the top of Trixie’s head, taking care not to be anywhere near her horn in case something startled the unicorn. Spitfire wasn’t looking forward to getting a horn in the eye.

Spitfire couldn’t help but smell Trixie’s mane. The sweet scent she gave off always made Spitfire’s wings stiffen and made her heart race. Even now her wings were hard as rocks and threatened to flare out had she not had numerous amounts of practice holding back because of Trixie's teasing.

Spitfire decided to roll on her tummy and mounted over Trixie allowing her wings to flare up and throb. Trixie felt the bed shift. Her eyes fluttered open when she noticed on large well toned leg in front of her. She rolled over to follow it up and found Spitfire over her with the biggest wingboner she’d ever seen. Trixie gave her mate a playful grin and stroked Spitfire’s leg up to her fluffy chest earning a moan of satisfaction from her mate.

“Well, good morning tall bright and beautiful,” Trixie greeted her in a sultry tone. “Trying to ride Trixie while she was asleep? Oh, for shame Spitfire. Was last night truly that unsatisfying for you?” Trixie added in a mock pained and hurt tone.

Spitfire rolled her eyes at Trixie’s terrible acting, but she couldn't help but crack a smile at her blue mate as she continued on.

“-are you so deprived of Trixie that you must perform such unsavory acts upon her sweet, virgin body-”

“Okay, now you’re so full of it.”

Trixie paused wide eyed and then glared at her mate once she process what was said. Blushing she covered herself with the covered and crossed her legs beneath them.

“A-and w-what's that supposed to mean?! Trixie is an innocent-”

“Trixie you’re not a virgin anymore.”

“Yes, Trixie is!”

“No you’re not.”

Trixie huffed crossing her arms and throwing herself childishly into the pillow. “First off, it doesn’t count if you take it in th ebutt. Second, fake magic cock doesn’t count either. Trixie retains her innocence even if you don’t wish to admit it!”

“Whatever you say, princess,” Spitfire said sarcastically as she rubbed her nethers against Trixie’s plump rump.

“Oh? Playful so early in the morning are we?”

Trixie turned over and wrapped her legs around Spitfire’s waist and neck. She gently pulled the mar ein so their noses touched, and gently rubbed together. Both mares smiled feeling so close to each other, it was a blessing to them and one they dearly missed. The wet sensation of their noses sent shivers down their spines, covet by the warmth of their bodies embrace setup for a wonderful thrill of sensuality they so desired, but they wanted more. They needed a physical sensation too, and their bodies were heated up, primed with the instinctual desires to mate and feel the other. A deep lustful desire of depravity that needed to be quenched.

Without so much as a word they knew what the other wanted. Trixie scooted up leaning her back against the headboard of the bed and braced herself as Spitfire repositioned herself to slip her hips between Trixie’s. Both mares bodies tensed up as their bare pussys touched for the first time in what felt like ages. Their bodies burned with passion and anticipation leaving them fully eager to get to the climax of their love making which forced them to skip the foreplay and go straight to the main event.

Spitfire held Trixie’s left leg against her chest pulling it against herself to get better leverage over Trixie who wasn’t making any attempt to resist. She wanted this badly as did Spitfire, and neither was willing to trade this moment for anything in the world. Spitfire gave Trixie a gentle kiss to her inner thigh of her leg and nuzzled the spot she licked. Her wet nose touching the wet spot in Trixie’s leg made the unicorn shiver and groan, and eagerly tried to hump against Spitfire’s soft labia.

Their bodies touched and thus it began, the searing sensation in both their loins. Their cheeks heating up with their bodies as they groped and rubbed passionately against each others crotches. Trixie bit her lower lip, and arched her back to push her head into the pillows, as Spitfire grabbed Trixie’s leg with both arms bear hugging it against her body. With each thrust Spitfire made followed a small soft grunt, and compliemnted by Trixie’s loud yelps of euphoria as their clits rubbed furiously together.

This was what they waited for for so long, and for the two mares it was a glorious moment. Spitfire clenched her teeth picking up her pace, thrashing her hips wildly into Trixie as she felt a strong pressure build up inside her. Stopping for but a moment to reposition herself, Spitfire ravaged Trixie in what she called “the million mile stretch” as she thrust her pussy against Trixie’s. Trixie feeling her own climax reaching its peak wrapped her legs as best she could around Spitfire hoping to keep their bodies from separating even for as second thrusting back into Spitfire in synch with her own thrusting. The sounds of their wet sloppy labia smothering together resonated with their own moans into a perfectly synched play of passion and lust as they continued to reach ever closer to their ultimate climax.

Trixie panted, trying hard not to scream out loud, Spitfire wasn’t even trying. The pegasus grunted, groaned, and cried out occasionally unwilling to spare a moment from her lover. She looked down at Trixie who was blushing beet red trying to cover her face with one arm, but peeked over her arm enough to meet her lover's eyes.

“OH!♥♥ Sp-spitfire! ❤Oh! Please don’t look at Trixie!” The unicorn cried out, averting her gaze. “It’s embarrassing!”

“Oh, Trixie! Don’t be embarrassed,” Spitfire said, licking Trixie’s leg again. “We’re both mares after all!”

Trixie Glared up at Spitfire with “shhh!” “Be quiet! Someone might hear you!” Trixie hissed at her mate in a whispered tone.

Spitfire ignored the warning and continued and started to nibble at Trixie’s thigh. Trixie moaned going crosseyed. She was about to burst! Quickly Trixie grabbed the pillow with her magic and covered her face. She managed just in time to cover her mouth as her pussy spazzed and she began to cum with Spitfire, and screamed into her pillow. Her eyes roleld back into her head as her legs twitched and Spitfire leaned back screaming loudly as she too came releasing her mare juices all over Trixie’s crotch.

Spitfire’s wings flex and her legs twitched, and for several seconds she remained motionless over Trixie before falling onto her side next to Trixie. Both mares painted, their bodies damp with sweat covered fur. The overwhelming smell of their sex filled the room so they could even smell it. Trixie sighed several times while panting, and gave Spitfire a genuine smile.

Leaning into Spitfire she kissed the mare on the lips and held her head in her blue hooves. Spitfire imitated Trixie’s motions kissing her back and closing her eyes. They broke away still panting, but spitfire slid her arms to Trixie’s hips and pulled the small ermare closer to herself until their chests were touching, and then wrapped her wings around Trixie only keeping their noses an inch apart at best.

Smiling to her mate, Spitfire spoke softly to Trixie stroking a lock of her mane from her face. “I love you, hon.”

“Trixie loves you too.”

The two mares were about to kiss again when the curtains suddenly flew open and released a torrent of eye burning sunlight from the outside. Trixie hissed like a vampire taking cover under the blankets despite the hot spot they were, and Spitfire fell forward to try and close the curtains. When she did she ran head first into something both hard, soft, and fluffy.

Spitfire mumbled as she rubbed her face into the softy fluffy thing. She touched it with her hooves rubbing the surface of it over and over. It took her a moment before she realized what she was rubbing against was fur. Really soft and well kept fur too! It was silky smooth but had a aged smell to it. She sniffed it as a familiar scent filled her nose. It was similar to Trixie’s smell,but different at the same time. She was about to sniff it again when she heard a loud scream then the fur moved away and she felt a strong strike to the back of her head that made the world spin.

“Unhand me you ruffian!”

In her daze Spitfire groaned holding her sore noggin as she fell to the floor. She heard Trixie groan loudly from behind her.

“Mother… Why are you in here? Can’t you knock at least?”

Spitfire finally coming to her senses looked up to see a familiar pegasus mare in fine clothing standing above her. She was massively tall and had a cold stern glare that made Spitfire’s skin crawl and her fur stand on end.

“Hi, ma’am. I’m Spitfire. Former Captain of the WOnderbolts.” Spitfire stood up and offered her hoof to the mare Trixie called mother, and waited. The mare glanced down at her hoof then back to meet her eyes, thus leaving Spitfire hanging in a awkward manner.

Spitfire put her hoof down and rubbed her mane back.

“Sooooo, um, Trixie’s told me a lot about you,” Spitfire said to the mare. “Uh, but I’m afraid I never caught the name.”

The mare rolled her eyes and sighing.

“Of course she didn’t. It figures.”

Trixie groaned again. “Ugh, here we go again.” She muttered under her breath.

“Ignoring my daughters rudeness, I am Matriarch Emerald Herald. It’s a pleasure to meet you Spitfire. Ugh, please excuse me this room reeks.”

Emerald Herald turned to open the windows with her wings. A cool breath of fresh air rushed through forcing out some of the horrid musky sex smell in the room, much to Emerald Herald's relief. The matriarch stuck her head out slightly and inhaled a fresh breath of air filling her lungs. She held it for five counts and exhaled replacing her cold glare with a slightly softer expression then turning to face the two mares before her.

“I should let you know, miss Spitfire, that my daughter has graciously invited my husband and I to your lovely home-”

“Oh, did she now?” Spitfire turned to glare at Trixie, who looked away whistling innocently.

“-indeed she did. Regardless of this, we will only take up residence for a short period until we can relocate to our new home. I sincerely apologize for the inconvenience.”

With her apology, Emerald Herald bowed politely to the pegasus. Spitfire blushed rubbing her head, and chuckling nervously.

“N-no worries ma’am! Heh heh… I hope we can make you comfortable for your stay.” Spitfire said.

Emerald Herald sniffed hard once not looking impressed, which was starting to make Spitfire feel nervous. Finally in what was the longest few seconds she felt up to date, Herald narrowed her eyes and walked past Spitfire. The older mare fluttered her wings irritably as she exited the room without acknowledging the other pegasus. Spitfire eyed the mare to the door then went back to Trixie after she was gone.

“Geez. What’s her deal? And speaking of which, when did you plan to tell me about letting them stay?” Spitfire asked glaring at her mate.

Trixie chuckled nervously getting off the bed and fluffing her mane. She hoped to put on a cute display to relieve some of the tension Spitfire was no doubt exhibiting from the sudden surprise.

It didn’t work.

After a lengthy conversation about, trust, talking openly about feelings, and a bunch of other junk, the two mares cleaned up showered and left the room together with their tails wrapped together and headed to the living area to meet the entire family.

Author's Note

Hello everybody and welcome back to Wonderbolt my Heart: AS!

I know you’re all thinking what was zalla doing all this time, and not updating? Well, the answer is stuff and things. No joke life was going I just had a bit of writers block, some family issues, but I’m not dead nor is this story. So rejoice.

So here we are ready to get the entire family together. Trixie’s mom and dad have moved in with them and now the old family will meet the new. Won’t this be exciting?

We got the fun mom, the cool mom, the grumpy grandma, two rambunctious kids, and the family pet. (Yes, I didn’t forget Link if you were wondering where he was, he was sleeping.)This is going to be probably three parts, depending on what I decide to do. For now I plan on lony doing two, so sit back relax and enjoy.