Hallow's Eve In

by Lunasservant1985

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance, Sex, Self Insert, Slice of Life, DJ P0N-3, Human, Anthro, Anon, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Second Person
Length: 2163

You think you've outgrowm going out on Halloween so your staying home for once. Your roomate Vinyl has other plans though having come home after a Hallow's Eve out.

Its the Equestrian equivilent to Halloween, Nightmare Night. You however feel like you've outgrown this night and are spending the night in. The same can'r be said for your roomate Vinyl Scratch.

The girl's just come home from a night out and you'd think she'd wanna crash after all that partying. Nope, she wants to eat the candy she took from party hopping and watch horror movies. Huh maybe the night's not a total loss.

Published 2017-10-31 03:50:11 UTC
Last updated 2017-10-31 03:50:11 UTC

How Times Have Change

You look out your apartment window to the streets below, the streets of Manehathhan are active and alive with the young kids and little fillies and colts all decked out in their favorite Halloween costumes as they go about trick or treating. You sigh as you unscrew the cap on a bottle of Jagermister and take a swing off it. You shiver as the autumn chill rattles both the window and your bones a bit as the licorice flavored liquor disappears down your throat. For a brief moment a shadow of the past appears on the streets besides the young ones. You see a six year old boy in a ninja costume with plastic weapons and a trick or treat bag as he and his parents travel the streets of the Bronx for Halloween. The vision of your old self fades away almost as soon as it appeared.

You look around your apartment and sit down on the couch, the TV plays the horror classic Friday The 13th it's part of the Halloween horror thon. A show case of classic horror movies. Really the only option left for someone like you on a night like this. The days of going door to door are long over and you don't know anyone throwing a party. Well to be honest you did know about ONE party tonight, it was one your roommare Vinyl Scratch invited you too, she said she'd be there as both a guest and a DJ. You had to polietly turn down her offer though, as while you would have liked being out a Halloween party, her ideal party was just...too wild and crazy for your liking.

So here you were on Halloween or Nightmare Night as they call it here, sitting at home watching horror movies, and eating store bought candy. You're just about ready to call it a night when you hear the apartment door open. Standing in the frame is your roommate Vinyl Scratch, the white unicorn wears a black corset top and a red and plaid skirt with black fishnet stockings. A pair of plastic fangs hang loose from her mouth and fake blood dribbles down her chin. You hear a few voices calling from the hallway.

"Happy Nightmare Night Vinyl, holy buck that was some party." Vinyl turns to wave goodbye to her "freinds" before chuckling with a slight swaying in her body movments. It's then that you look in her hand and see a nearly empty big bottle of Captain Morgan rum.

"So...I'm guessing you had fun tonight." You say to her as she enters the room with more tipsy giggles. Vinyl locks the door and tosses the bottle in the trash as she then gets the sink running. After splashing some water on her muzzle she draws herself a glass of the stuff. She leans on the counter as she takes a long swig of water before finally speaking.

"Oh like you're one to talk Mr. Jagermister, yeah I'm not so drunk I can't see that nearly empty bottle of your own you got there. Plus my friends had a designated driver take me home...and no I didn't let any guys get their hands on me, sans a few overly eager gropes but security made quick work of anyone who thought they could cop a feel on the DJ." She says as she looks at what's on the tv. "Ohh sweet I love Dr. Dementia's Halloween Horror thon." She takes a seat beside you and cuddles up to your chest like a cat. "MMhhh ohh Anon, why'd you stay in on this night? That party really rocked but it just wasn't the same without you." She says planting her face on your chest and looing up at you with her big red eyes locked with yours. You sigh heavily and give her icy blue and electric blue two toned mane a stroke.

"Never was the party boy Vi, you know I've told you that the first time you asked me." You tell here as you start giving her a little scratch behind the ear, a pony's favorite place to be scratched. Vinyl gives a soft coo as she practically turns to putty in your hands.

"Mhhh yeah, that's nice just what a girl needs after a long gig dropping the..."

"SSSShhhhh." you sush her softly with a finger to her lips, a finger she starts sucking on and moaning around as if it was something bigger and thicker. "You're drunk." You say as she shows her "fangs" and hisses at you. The Tv tunes to the 1959 Vincent Price movie House On Haunted Hill.

"I never drink...wine." She says with a wicked little giggle, "besides your not exactly sober as a Sunday Preacher cutie. I smell that licorice and herbal blend that makes Jager, Jager." You only hold her close and you feel her rubbing the plastic fangs on your neck chewing on it softly just enough to feel it.

"I love you when your drunk." You say as you feel the room spinning a bit, you do your best to hold back puking thankfuly you're not that drunk. Vinyl gasps and moans softly as you feel up her smooth coat on her belly and then in between the valley of her cleavage.

"Do you ONLY love me when I'm drunk?" She giggles as she lays on the couch as you hover over her and look into her eyes as she places her hands behind you head, drawing you in. She sticks her long pony tounge out and you respond in kind with your own. The two of you flick and lick the slippery pink oral muscles together, its a deviously errotic dance of tounges as you and Vinyl start making out. Her hands holding your head firmly in place as your own run under her black corset top, she's not wearing a bra underneath. Your fingers mold and conform to the firm round globes of her lovley tits. You give the rock hard nubs of her nipples a little bit of tweak. your thumbs and forefingers rolling and pinching Vinyl's nipples like the dials on an old radio.

"MMhhh ohh fuck yesss, ohh baby my girls love it when you get rough with them." Vinyl says as she unzips the front of her corset and almost tearing it open exposing her white bare chest. The horse hair is so silky soft and smooth in the low light glow of the CRT tube tv. You feel like a lewd perv but can't help as you dive face first in between her lusciosuly delectable melons. They make a soft clapping noise as they slap together around your face as you loudly motorboat her bust.

"MHHHH Ohhhhh.! you say with all the loud blubbering a good rub on a fine set of breasts getting motor boated comes with. The haze of Jager and rum clouding the both of you. You chuckle as you plant a few soft and tender kisses on her belly before darting your tounge into her navel just a little bit before circling the tip around the edges. Vinyl moans and rubs your head as she pick up where you left off on her tits. She pinches and even gives her owm chest a firm slap with with her hand, making the flesh red with palm marks as you move in to go down on her.

"You sure know how to help a working girl unwind after a party she can't enjoy babe." She says as you tear her skirt open and off, ripping it carelessly to shreds. "Hey, you owe me a new one mmmhhhh!' Her protest is cut of by the sloppy kisses and licks you give the tight black thong barley holding back the pink folds of her marehood as you pleasure her over the fabric of her panties.

"You were saying hot stuff?" You say as she get up surprising you for second before coaxing you to lay down in her place on the couch. "Mhhh what are you up to Vinyl?" You say even though you have a good idea. She bends over swaying her hips like a seductress as she drops her thong to her ankles and stepping out of it now naked save for her fur. Her horn glows softly as she uses the minor telepathy unicorns posess to pull your clothes off until your both nude. Your stiffening prick stands at attention throbbing and twitching, dying to be shoved into something. Likewise Vinyl's marehood drips a few strings of glistening pussy juice onto the hardwood floor. She doesn't get on top of you to start riding your meat pole like a...well pony.

"Mhhh hope you saved room for one more treat babe." She says hovering those puffy pink lower lips over uopu before gently laying them on your mouth. You get right to work on her. You ,tounge while not as long or thick as a pony's get the job done. You start by circling your tip around the inner labial edges and using your tounge on the outer ones. You don't go right for her clit, don't want to rush the prize the white unicorn's gotta earn it. As if she can read your mind, Vinyl wastes no time as her gag reflex is pretty much non existent. Her throat takes the hard slab of veiny man meat as she bobs her head along the shaft to the base and back to the tip. Vinyl moans loudly like a mare in heat as she suck you off slurping and gagging on your dick as you eat her out.

You return the favor of her masterful oral skill by simultaneously not popping your cookies down her throat and by uping the ante on her pussy. You shove your tounge into her slick sugary walls and swirl around exploring the succulent inner depths like a man in the desert finding the elusive and treasured oasis. Her tangy and slightly salty fluids are better than any jawbreaker or mini candy bar you got on this night as a mere chid, maybe somethings do get better when time moves on.

She spit you out just as you feel the jism pressure about to burst like a busted steam pipe, you almost go limp from her wicked denial of an orgasm, but a few shakes of your hips keeps the snake at attention. Vinyl giggles as straddles you body again, not teasing this time as she hovers her soaking wet folds over you as her flicks the tv off and casting a hovering blue orb over head for light. The light makes the unicorn look so beautiful, and the fangs only add to the sexy and devilish nature of the night she's picked to get down and dirty with you. She runs her finger nails over your chest a bit, not enough to draw blood but it leaves marks. "Yeahhh ready to have a real Nightmare Night Party?" She says as all you can do is nod and close your eyes ready to embrace the sweet rolling pleasure of a good buck....i mean fuck.

Vinyl slams her thighs down onto your hard shaft in a single expertly smooth plunge. Bottoming out in a single stroke before slowing rising off it to just the tip before slamming down again. The rocking of hips and pony flesh slamming into your tighs fills the room with the creaking of the couch as it scrapes against the floor and rocks with every hard bounce of Vinyl's hips as you feel the velvety soft and silky walls of her pussy as it slides and squeezes around the shaft. Once again you feel the pressure building, amid the loud and almost guttural moans and cries of pure, raw sexual bliss. You give her fair warning.

"Vinyl! I...I can't hold back much longer! I'm gonna cum!" You say through gritted teeth as your brain conguires up the image of a steam whistle letting off a loud TWEET!

"Fuck yes...almost come on big bioy just a little more! I'm close too MHHHH!" She gives one final powerful slam of her strong equine legs to slam down on you as you burst. You feel the rushing pulse in your cock as the tip shoots stream after stream of warm white cream deep into the warm crucible of Vinyl's womb. she gaps and breathes heavy, her blue two tone mane askew and messy, her forehead and fur matted with sweat. Exhausted as the rush comes down for you both and the hazy fog of drunkeness takes back over.

"I love you Vinyl, Happy Nightmare Night." You say to her lovingly as you stroke her mane and hold her close until you can barley stay awake.

"Happy Halloween Anon." She says with a soft girlish giggle as she uses her magic for one last thing, pulling the blanket lovingly over you both for a well earned...sleep.