Distant, and yet so Close
*knock* *knock* *knock*
Big Mac was startled awake by a knock at his door. His green eyes shot open immediately, and he arose from his couch. For years now, he had slept there on the comfortable cushions - laying his head against the side and drifting off to sleep. Being so close to the door, he was always the one to answer the door of the old farmhouse. He walked over calmly and steadily. Over many, many moons, Big Mac had learned to wake up quickly at a moment's notice just as his family could. The stallion reached out and pulled the door open.
Thunder boomed somewhere off in the distance as the living room filled with the sounds of rain. The lightning that occurred simultaneously with the boom flashed a dark silhouette standing in front of the door, revealing it to Big Mac. That's when he got a better view at the pony's face once the lightning ended. Her skin was a softened shade of faded turquoise, and her mane was made up of dull stripes consisting of medium green and dark green. The now obvious mare held a sad look in her purple, bloodshot eyes - as if she had just been crying for hours. She wiped her muzzle of water that Big Mac could not tell whether was from the rain or her eyes. "Can I... come in?" Marble Pie sniffled.
The large stallion hastily shifted his body to the side, holding the door wide open. "Eeyup."
Marble stepped into the house shivering, rain dripping from her wet mane as she did so. She looked back at the polite host with the pleading eyes of a puppy. Big Mac nodded with his consent, and Marble shook herself dry - sending drops of water over the walls and floor. She proceeded to wrap one front hoof around the other shyly. "Thank... thank you."
"What are ya doin' out during a storm like this?" Big Mac inquired.
"M- my parents, they... they kicked me out," she answered quietly.
"That's awful! They just threw you out into the rain?!"
Marble sniffled again. "Mm-hm."
"Here, come tell me about it," Big Mac said, gesturing to the couch.
The youngest Pie walked over shaking, almost appearing to be held together by what was only a fraction of her psyche. She took a seat and began to rock back and forth. It seemed like she couldn't stay in one place. "Ever since I was a filly," she began, "my parents always told me about how much I'd disappointed them when I was born. They wanted a colt, so I wasn't what they were looking for. They... abused me whenever they were angry or when I stepped out of line. Usually it was mom." Marble took a second to take a breath and regain what little composure she could. "She did the same to the others too. I guess they got used to it a lot easier than I did... that along with the fact that I was always the one getting the harder beatings. Pinkie never really let it faze her; she just took what she received and acted like it didn't happen. Limestone let all the bucks and slaps go to her head... she just got so angry and fed up with everypony. And Maud? Maud detached from her feelings: both physical and mental."
"What about yerself?"
"I- I'm not sure, Big Mac... I accepted it after a while, I guess. I..."
When Marble started staring into space and didn't answer for a good minute, the stallion tried to finish for her. "-Submitted?"
"Mm-hm."
"Y'all wanna know something funny?"
"What's that?"
"My folks did the same to me. Oddly enough, though, they didn't do it to my sisters." Big Mac chuckled. "In hindsight, ah think they just wanted a filly. Same way yers wanted a colt so bad."
Marble Pie's frown turned into a smile as she chuckled after him. "Too bad we couldn't be each other."
"Yeah... ah didn't tell AJ because of how highly she thinks of ma and pa, and they treated her just right. Do you wanna be alone fer a while?"
"No, Big Mac, I love having your company," she said happily. "You know that better than everypony," she finished with a soft blush.
Big Mac reached over and put a hoof around Marble's back, stretching it from shoulder to shoulder. Marble shivered, and he quickly pulled it away. "Are ya alright..?"
"I- I never told you how I got kicked out...." the rock farmer stopped, sighed, and prepared herself to relive something that had happened only mere hours ago. "My dad, he... he tried to... r- rape me."
For the longest time, neither of them said anything. Big Mac didn't know how to comfort somepony after something traumatic like that, and Marble needed time to get her head together. She finally continued: "I drew the line there. When I started yelling at him for the first time I ever have, he threw me out." After that, the mare once again started to cry. "I'm so sorry, Big Mac; maybe I shouldn't have come here."
As the dull mare got up with tears sliding down her face, Big Mac gently grabbed her hoof. "Marble... you don't need to go anywhere else. Ah'm here for ya, and ah promise ya can trust me more than ya trust yer folks right now."
Marble Pie turned back, and Mac kindly wiped the tears from her cheeks. She was still sniffing, but she was starting to calm down. Big Mac wrapped one hoof around her - making Marble feel more secure than ever. "Can- can you... prove it..?" she whispered.
"H- huh?" Mac stuttered. He thought he knew what she meant, but he was unsure. "Do y'all mean..."
"Mmhmmm," the youngest Pie dragged, "we came really close last Hearth's Warming, so can we try again now?"
Big Mac thought back. They had gotten close last year. Even now, he could still feel her delicate lips sliding over his medial ring time and time again as his girth made her gag.
The thought got him going, and his cock slowly started to unsheathe itself there on the couch - a towering erection roughly a foot long becoming quite visible to both of them. Marble blushed, yet she also smiled. Only half conscious of her actions, she slowly reached out and ran a hoof down the shaft. "You're... bigger than I remember," she admitted, but she definitely didn't sound upset. Mac let out a breathless moan as his dick flexed from the pleasurable stroke. He silently stared into her eyes, begging for more.
Marble leaned forward, a glance with a soft smile reassuring the farm stallion. The mare's eyelids fluttered briefly as the genitalia again lurched upward. This time, it whipped some of Marble's hair, which made her need to suppress a giggle rather than a moan. Content with his satisfaction so far, Marble took her hoof away and pressed her tongue against the tip of Big Mac's member and flicked it upward. The aforementioned action caused him to grip the couch cushions to prevent himself from being thrown off during the "treatment" his cock was now getting. Marble then ran the end of her tongue around Big Mac's nickel-sized urethra, making him shiver, and closed her lips around the head of his dick.
The black-as-night cock, seemingly decorated with red splotches the same color of Mac's skin toward the base, gravitated to the back of Marble's mouth, and Marble Pie happily took it. The smooth flesh was warm, she observed, and she wanted to taste his cum like she got to last year; however, she knew there were things she wanted more. Her virginity certainly wasn't one of them.
After she had finished tasting the upper half of Big Mac's cock, Marble lifted her head up and pleaded to Big Mac with her eyes to let her go farther with him.
"...Are ya sure about this?" he finally asked.
"Yes," Marble replied meekly, "I want you to mount me, but..." she paused, "will you be gentle?"
Big Mac leaned forward and left a kiss on his lover's lips, picking up the taste of his cock in the process. "Of course ah will," he whispered quietly after he'd retracted.
Marble got up from the couch first and moved a few feet away so that she was on all four of her hooves and facing a distant wall. Mac followed her actions and then proceeded to get on two legs and put the other two on Marble's lower back. His cock was silently prodding her thin opening, wanting entry. "Ready?" Mac asked.
Marble nodded her head. "Mm-" She was caught off guard by the head of Big Mac's member pushing into her. "-HMM!!" She instantly put one of her hooves over her mouth, trying to stop an incoming moan. It didn't work.
The strong stallion pushed a little further, and that was it; her cherry was popped. Big Mac looked down to see a bit of blood dripping down, but it only made him smile. "You waited," he observed with his silly grin.
Marble couldn't reply. She was too busy breathing a long moan of arousal. She was glad to have Big Mac as her first; she had loved him for so long that her desires were not... could not be... unwarranted. No, what she felt now was more than arousal. It was her love for Big Mac. Her mouth opened again only to start panting as Mac began thrusting in and out of her now non-virgin pussy.
Big Mac realized then that he hadn't even brought his cock close to reaching her inner limits, so he made the decision to try and right that wrong. He bent over her head, wrapped his front hooves around her torso, and pushed himself deeper into Marble, reaching her end in a few more thrusts. He took a moment to catch his breath, his cock now sheathed not by his body but by her tight pussy. Despite its good hold on him, it was also a lot like Marble: gentle and warm. He thrust into her again - sending pleasure to all the nerves in his body. He wanted to finish so bad, but he decided to pace himself for her. She deserved it.
Marble certainly didn't object to the slow thrusts; those were the ones that let him go deepest, and she loved to feel his full length deep inside her, nearly reaching her cervix every time. When it eventually did, she bit her lower lip and huffed. If that wasn't a sensitive spot, she'd never know what was. Big Mac was surprised for a moment at the distance he'd been able to cover, but that surprise soon enough became more pleasure as he continued to buck forward with his hips into Marble, releasing sharp moan after sharp moan. Still in a good rhythm of thrusts, he leaned farther and took Marble Pie's ear into his mouth - following up with a soft nibbling that made Marble's moans mix with giggles.
Within a few more seconds in as many bucks, Big Mac's cock pulsated with the want to end the intercourse. "Ah'm gonna cum, Marble," he moaned into her ear. Her other ear - the one that wasn't in Big Mac's mouth - perked.
"You can go inside," she said with a smile after a small pause. Her statement was followed by the moans of them both, making the breaths collide into a small, synchronized harmony there in that living room.
Big Mac's member continued to throb in Marble's tight pussy until it could throb no longer. What followed was the best orgasm either of them could ask for. Thick flurries and strings of cum shot out into Marble's loins. The white fluid filled her to the brim and warmed both her body and her spirit. A final moan escaped their lips as Marble turned to the quivering stallion. Slowly, Big Mac pulled out and watched as his cum drained from her, dripping quietly onto the floor.
He gave her mane a stroke - being sure to give Marble a scratch behind the ear for good measure. "How was that, m' darlin'?"
Marble Pie just smiled, reached her head back, and kissed Mac on the lips.
The smell of sex still clung to her.
She led her tongue into his mouth and allowed him the privilege of having his way with it. And what a way he gave! Twirl upon thrusting twirl, he continually wrapped her tongue up with his own, only to release her and do it all over again. When neither one of them could hold their breath any longer, it was Big Mac who so tenderly departed from Marble's gentle lips. Speechless, all he could softly whisper to her: "Ah love you, Marble."
Marble wrapped her hooves around Big Mac's neck - pulling him into her gentle caress.
Mac quickly caught on and joined in her embrace. "Do y'all... love me too?"
"Mm-hm," -is all Big Mac could hear over the calming storm outside.
The End.
