Author's Note

Not in the continuity of The Guardian.
Female protagonist, random plot.
Enjoy!

The Ride

“Taxi! Hey,” you try to stand straight on your high heels and giggle at your own sudden clumsiness. Then you remember how you whistled in your childhood while playing with boys on you grandpa’s farm and put two fingers in your mouth.

Ear-splitting whistle fills the almost empty street. It’s late and you perhaps wake up a pony or two, but you don’t care. You need to get to the hotel, and despite the distance is not very long, you don’t feel like walking at the moment. Pinkie closes her ears with the hands and laughs like mad. She is seemingly more tipsy than you and grabs your elbow trying to keep balance. You both make a wide pirouette on the sidewalk to hold on your feet and hooves. Then start giggling even more hugging each other on the shoulders.

The young pair walking along the opposite sidewalk notices you and the mare snickers. Pinkie turns her head, waves and winks. The colt blushes heavily when his mare nudges him with a suspicious face, it’s now your time to have fun.

“You know, hiccup, Pinkamena, you’re drunk,” you try to focus your eyes on your best pony friend.

“Nonsense,” Pinkie tries to make a heroic stance still holding on you nevertheless. “I’m glear like a class… Tarn… He-he, like AJ says, tarnation, hiccup… clear like a glass. Have you seen yourself then?”

“Yeah, sure, like a glass of cocktail,” pin you up your tipsy friend.

A car turns on the headlights in the distance and drives from the edge of the sidewalk towards you both. Finally a long awaited taxi.

*

When you got to Equestria and finally found out there was no return, you managed to fit the new reality fast enough. Perhaps that was the merit of your new friends, you’ve come along with all the girls easily. Naturally it was a shocking experience to both Twilight and you when you got transferred to their realm right in the middle of Twilight’s house, but Twilight was always open for new knowledge, experience and of course friends. So she generously helped you overcome the inevitable consequences of interdimensional travel, got you to the princesses and supported during the whole “adaptation period”.

When it was obvious that neither local mages, nor the princesses themselves could return you back to Earth, Twilight made her best to help you integrate in the life of Ponyville. She presented you to her friends, settled the legal questions with Mayor Mare and even helped you find your own job at the floral shop. You were still to live at Twilight’s place as getting your own was a longer perspective and investment. But she ensured you that you didn’t disturb her a zilch and your company was even beneficial making her emerge from her books more often.

Perhaps the proximity of the floral shop to the Sugarcube Corner made you and Pinkie Pie the closest friends. Or maybe you found similar souls in each other. You had more time and fun together than with other girls. Another pony who visited you often was Fluttershy. It seemed that she became a regular visitor of the floral shop since you started working there. Strange as she had access to almost all flora living at the outskirts of Ponyville and visiting Everfree regularly. Besides she didn’t buy something at every visit, sometimes she just talked to you for pure entertainment. And she joined you both on your lunch breaks when possible in the nearby café.

You even suspected Fluttershy having a thing for you. But you were never into girls at home and weren’t ready to try it right away here.

Generally you felt you had no reason to complain about your new life. Except maybe that Ponyville was a small and quiet town… mostly. And when you had nothing interesting going there, Rainbow Dash didn’t throw some trick, Rarity didn’t get involved in some drama and some fillies didn’t make a fuss or feed somepony with love potion – it was quiet to boring easily. But in those days Pinkamena was your saviour. She always came up with something to sweep the bucking bore away.

Just like this weekend. Twilight was overly busy with some project for Celestia, Applejack was overwhelmed with her barn repairs, Rainbow trained a new trick for Summer Solstice celebration and Rarity left for Canterlot presenting her new collection. You had very limited choices: to sit and read listening how Twilight trotted hither and thither with scrolls, quills and books; to wander around Ponyville or go visit Zecora; to lay all the weekend on the beach at the nearby lake with Pinkie and Flutters, or…

Pinkie planned to visit her distant relatives in Manehattan and she suggested you and Fluttershy to keep her company, perhaps knowing that you would run the walls otherwise.

So you took the train to Manehattan, book a apartment for you three and planned some program for the weekend. It was Pinkie who dragged you to that party. She chatted for half an hour on the phone at the reception, then got upstairs in your apartment with her eyes shining. It was even more than a party, Photo Finish planned some preview show of her new project for a limited audience, so it could be really interesting. Besides one didn’t spoil another and exhibition could be mixed with a fair dose of entertainment and booze. Just what pony and human girls needed sometimes to dispel the boredom.

Fortunately you packed your best new dresses Rarity generously sponsored you with. The dresses were from her latest collection, well, the human versions of those actually, and the only stipulation Rarity made was not to show them to the public at least till the weekend. As those were actually evening dresses, you were fine with that. Your high heels were a unique piece of art on their own, made by Royal Hoofwear maker they were as comfortable as outstandingly looking… well when the owner was perfectly sober at least. You felt that the evening might be promising.

Well, it wasn’t bad definitely. You three were in the center of attention as much as it was possible for the guests without missing the exhibition itself. You because of being generally unusual and helping Pinkie to blast the night, Pinkamena… well, because of being Pinkamena – a star of every party, and Fluttershy had her own fan club because of recent short but bright modeling career. Poor girl didn’t plan to become a guest star, but the circumstances decided otherwise. She was surrounded by the fans right away, even more after Photo Finish greeted her like a close friend and presented to those few who didn’t recognize… the model at once.

Frankly speaking, Fluttershy looked really sumptuously in her latest dress by Rarity and tiara. She seemingly didn’t find much pleasure in all that attention though. You caught her pleading gaze a few times as she preferred your company to the whole crowd. But each time Pinkie managed to drag you away as well as Fluttershy’s fans block her. No wonder that she apologized after a while, told you that her head started aching, refused the escort saying that she can call a taxi and left to hotel to get to bed earlier and recover for tomorrow planned entertainment. You thought that she didn’t look sick though, but… if she said so…

Meanwhile the drive escalated. The cocktails were quite insidious and your with Pinkie jokes became more relaxed. But the stallions didn’t hurry to approach really close. Surely they surrounded you both, but perhaps you should be less bright not to suppress them. Besides you were a human girl, thus unusual enough and unknown how to approach. And Pinkie… in her high cut dress (so her cutie marks almost peeked out) with deep décolleté was simply a killer-mare.

When you both decided that you had enough it was fairly past midnight… and you were fairly drunk.

*

The car stops right in front of you and the driver opens both doors from your side, but stays inside. Huffing about that you walk Pinkie to the car where she decides to take the front seat. It takes her two attempts to aim her hoof over the doorstep. And when she catches and raises her dress hemline to sit you spot that there is apparently no underwear on her.

“Pinkie!” you exclaim with big eyes and gaze showing the direction of your surprise.

“What?!” your BFF shows you her tongue while she settles with comfort. “Just take it, as if I forgot.”

She fastens the belt. Or better say the driver fastens the belt for her after watching how she tries to aim at the lock a few times.

You shake your head, risking to feel dizzy, and place yourself, very carefully, on the back seat, telling the driver your hotel.

The driver nods and you see in the mirror that it is a seemingly very young stallion pegasus in a black suit, gloves and a uniform cap. Big sunglasses cover half of his face, you wonder how he can see anything that way. But when he drives off you notice that he controls the car and the road perfectly and is very careful generally. You spot that he is slender and graceful, almost girly at look. But his upper body is surprisingly massive and you think that the colt must visit the gym or something alike. And… if you were sober enough, perhaps you could notice the very familiar nose and lips, but the shadow from the cap and the booze do their job.

The car runs smoothly and the street lights flow past you making you sleepy. Pinkie seems to cut out already and sleeps leaning on the headrest.

“Great,” you think. “Now I need to practically carry her all the way to the elevator and then to the room.”

You envy Fluttershy slightly. Sweet Celestia, how you want to just drop the heels off, slip out of the dress and the damned strapless bra already and fall in the bed. You hope for Pinkie not to snore that night.

Meanwhile the car reaches your hotel, but approaches it from another side. The driver must stop at the front doors, but instead he directs the car to the service entrance. The car jumps a little on the speed bump, slows even more in front of the opening gate and rolls down the ramp into the underground parking of the hotel.

“What the flying buck?!”

The sleep starts to flee as you try to sit straighter and look around. Yes, that’s definitely the hotel parking. Meanwhile the car finds the vacant spot in the row of others at the far end of dimly lit huge bay and stops there. The engine shuts up.

Before you even have time to get frightened by the situation and try to undertake anything, emerging from your slow boozed state, the car doors lock… and the driver turns to you. With a small squeak you huddle in the corner between the door and the seat while your heels try to help you get further in and your fingers claw the blocked handle. Helplessly you watch the driver quickly getting to the back sit between the front ones.

The familiar scent makes you slow down your escape impulse. Field flowers and honey. But where from?

The driver is already on the back seat right behind your legs. And when you estimate the probable outcome of you simply hitting him with your heel, “he” takes off the cap and the glasses throwing them on his seat. The wave of sumptuous pink hair fills your view and the source of flowers and honey scent becomes obvious as you meet the gaze of big turquoise eyes.

“Flut… Fluttershy,” you mutter hoarsely. “But how?”

“Shhhh…” she puts her delicate finger on your lips. “I didn’t wait that long for talking…”

Meanwhile her another hand strokes your ankle, shin and slowly slides higher. Colour red crawls up your cheeks while you think that this girl always tried be closer to you. Despite no particular interest in floral decorations and being able to manage them herself. Despite your with Pinkie lunch breaks might be too noisy and cheeky for her timid nature. You feel embarrassed about how dumb you could be and think:

“Timid! Huh, now it’s a new degree of timid.”

“But still, how?” you ask, when Fluttershy’s face is so close you can see your own reflection in those deep turquoise lakes of hers.

“I guess this is when my “modeling career” paid back,” she giggles. “One of my fans there appeared to run a car rental, other arrangements were easy. The guy was glad to help and didn’t ask any questions.”

Her eyes become half-lidded and her breath deepens and you understand that talking is the last point of her plan.

Fluttershy leans to you and her velvet lips meet yours gently touching them, sliding from one corner to another. The sensation of flowers and honey scented silk is so striking and so powerful, that it sends an electric bolt down your whole body. Your mouth opens slightly and lets out a faint but excited moan.

Fluttershy smiles with her eyes only, she keeps them open all the time to watch your reaction, despite it is obvious that she is on the edge. Her hand is squeezing your left breast gently massaging your erecting nipple through two thin layers of cloth. Her knee presses on your crotch when she leans to you and you feel the wave of heat raising from your feet to your neck, painting it pink and making your whole body arch closer to your friend. To your marefriend?!

You reach Fluttershy with your hand and start stroking her shoulder, her side, her heavy breasts overhanging you, feeling the uniform texture. Now you realize why the “driver’s” upper body was so massive. You let out a small snicker.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” whispers Fluttershy in your ear slightly biting it playfully.

“Nothing,” another wave of pleasure makes you snuggle in to her excitedly. “I was so dumb and blind, sorry…” your apology sounds clumsily, but Fluttershy gently nuzzles your ear accepting it right away without any other clauses.

She starts kissing your ear, behind the ear, neck, both clavicles. It’s tingling and pleasant at the same time. When she goes lower, her hand reaches your hip and squeezes it and her knee is still pressed against your private area and your clit, which is already swollen by her movements.

You embrace her with both hands now practically laying flat on the back seat with Fluttershy sitting between your legs, while her mouth is wandering around your neck, shoulders and open area of your breasts, tingling with tongue, kissing, sucking, biting gently and sending waves of electric shock down your excited shivering body.

You arch more trying to catch her knee with your clit and grinding against it, feeling like your g-string becoming wet of your love juices. It drives Fluttershy crazy and she sits straight, unzipping her uniform with one blazing movement. There is nothing under it and you watch with dilated eyes as she throws the jacket on the driver’s seat, then reaches her pants and slides them down revealing all her body in its glory. Her large but firm breasts, now tinted red from excitement and blood rush, her fit slender body, her muscular stomach and the belly button you feel the strange excited urge to put your finger in. Her trimmed pubes are also pink and now reveal her delicious snatch, swollen and slightly open, a transparent thick strand slithers down to your leg.

Fluttershy follows your sight and blushes slightly.

“S-sorry, sweetheart, I hope… I don’t spoil your dress.”

“Then we need…” you raise your butt a little to grab your dress and drag up. This mere movement makes your marefriend skip a breath. “… to take it to the safety.”

Like bewitched Fluttershy watches you worming out of your tight dress dragging it over your head, her hands are placed over her breasts and unconsciously rubbing her nipples. The whole image makes you feel steamy and act faster. When you unclip your bra and throw it on the shelf behind the seat following the dress, she shivers noticeably and can’t hold a lusty moan. Her pupils seem to reach the size of whole eyes already and she breathes heavily.

“Come closer, my dear,” you grant her with the sultriest smile you can produce.

Fluttershy leans closer conquering your lips with her mouth, her tongue wrestling with yours for domination and getting deeper in. She manages to win that round and you start sucking on her tongue making promising thrusting movements. When she resurfaces for air, you catch her breast in your mouth making your tongue dance around her stone hard nipple, rubbing it and squeezing gently against the roof of your mouth. She pants with eyes rolling and you feel her warm vaginal secretion dripping on your stomach. You reach her vulva with your free hand and perform a tender slide from her swollen clit further down across her lips, gently entering her with your middle finger while still giving deserved attention to her nipples one after another. One slight touch on the G-spot and the electric discharge makes Fluttershy arch above you and bump the roof of the car. Not hard but quite audibly.

“Ouch!” she straightens up and rubs the back of her head. You both giggle like school fillies and throw quick gazes to the front passenger seat as Pinkie sighs deeply in her sleep and moves a little. You don’t need to wake Pinkamena… right now.

“Sorry,” you give Fluttershy the most innocent look with sly sparkles in your eyes and… put your middle finger in your mouth tasting her nectar. “Mmmmm…”

Apparently this image is the last drop for your marefriend, as Fluttershy, almost letting two streams of steam out of her nostrils, gives you a quick and sloppy kiss and slides down. You watch her taking your g-string with her teeth and… ripping them down and away in one wild sway.

“Ahhh,” your eyes dilate when she dives and places her hot silky lips on yours, but lower ones. Her tongue starts its circular dance around and on your swollen, waiting, craving for her attention clit. Her hot breath changes to cool breeze when she breaths in and the contrast makes you wriggle and claw the seat cover. Fluttershy shifts focus and licks, kisses and pinches gently with her lips on your labia. Her tongue dances around the entrance, just on the edge, teasing you, making you whimper and pant.

“Do you like it, my love?” she raises her pretty head surrounded by the cloud of now messy pink hair.

“Yeah,” you almost cry looking in her eyes. “Just… don’t bucking stop!!!”

Fluttershy bats her spear long eyelashes innocently, smiles and quickly dives back, shoving her tongue in your hot, open and welcoming vagina, while still rubbing your clit with her finger. Pony tongue is not that long as let’s say a giraffe one, but it still seems to fill you whole and makes your whole body burn and your hands find your nipples and start rubbing and pinching them increasing the heat. She makes her tongue thrusts faster and faster. You pant and moan, you whole body arches touching the seat seemingly with only butt, elbows and the back of your head. Curved that wildly like in tetanus attack, you spread your legs widely giving your marefriend more freedom of act. You start drowning in the sea of pleasure with your conscience slowly melting in the heat of Fluttershy’s caresses, approaching your first for the evening orgasm.

Apparently the thrusts, shaking the car, your moans and groans and heavy breathing of you both, made Pinkie enter some sort of wet dream on her seat. She moans lustfully through her sleep, while her hand reaches her breast. She doesn’t wear a bra, so even faint sleepy movements are quite effective, making her nipples stand at once and her breath deepen. She puts another hand in the high cut of her dress, reaching between her legs, which she unconsciously spreads a little, and applying pressure there. She starts spreading and squeezing her hips together rhythmically, almost in unison with your and Fluttershy movements, her moans become frequent and more audible. Nevertheless she is still in her dream and nopony knows what she is seeing at the moment.

But you will deal with that later. Now, when Fluttershy’s tongue is rolling in your vagina and pressing tightly on the g-spot, it seems that you can feel her by your whole shivering body. Your legs bend at the knees, your eyes roll, when the overwhelming waves of heat and tingling pleasure start rolling through you, making your inner walls squeeze around your incredible lover’s tongue.

“Oh, Sweet… Fluttershy!!!” you cry out, panting, while your whole body is quaking in orgasm.

Fluttershy giggles down there, she stops teasing you and holds you gently so you don’t hit something during your lusty paroxysms. Evidently she appreciates your unconscious diplomacy of not mentioning Celestia, but your true goddess at that moment.

She then raises to your eye level and rejoins her mouth with yours, gently caressing your lips and sharing the sweet taste of her saliva tinted with your love juice. You’ve just managed to even your breath, but you notice that you start heating again inevitably. To give your marefriend some rest you hug her making her lie on you and embracing her with your legs as well. You kiss and listen how Pinkie hisses from pleasure on the front seat apparently reaching her unconscious climax. You both giggle as she still technically sleeps, it seems she had considerably more booze than you. Still that didn’t prevent her from catching the whole spirit of your evening.

The faint scent resembling ripe melon fills the air and mixes with aromas of both of you when Pinkie twitches with a long moan. Somehow this makes your blood boil and you push Fluttershy up by her shoulders making her stand on all four over you again.

Your hand slowly travels on her breasts, than her stomach, feeling like her muscles contract under your tender touch, while your eyes are fixated on hers catching each little change in her expression.

Her vulva is hot and moist, she is still overly excited from your first round. You rub your fingers against her clit accurately making her shake and whimper. Apparently she doesn’t need much as she is on edge after eating you and watching your climax. You put your fingers gently inside and start moving them in and out simultaneously circling around the g-spot and making her roll her eyes and bend while she tries to snuggle her warm treasure against your palm. She can’t hold herself from helping you with counter movements of her whole body.

Fluttershy’s long hair tickle your breasts, drowning you in the sweet mix of flowers and honey aroma, her splendid pink tail lays on the legs of you both warming them, her wings wiggle slightly in pleasure. She then finds strength to focus and puts her weight onto one arm reaching your vulva with another. With a wild gaze she smiles (her smile turns into a moan as you thrust) and puts her finger inside giving you the same treatment.

Now it’s your turn to pant and moan as you feel her both inside and around you. A string of her love juice drops and enters you craving opening as she fingers you in tact with your movements. Raising yourself on one elbow, you take your hand out and grab Fluttershy’s fingering palm.

“More,” you breathe out in her velvet ear standing from excitement. “I need more!”

Fluttershy nods and put the second finger in. Your breath deepens and you return your own hand to the business in one long filling slide which makes Fluttershy almost roar and add the third finger inside you.

The feeling of your marefriend teasing your completely filled opening and your inner walls squeezing her fingers in more and more rhythmic way, drives both of you out of your self-control faster.

Fluttershy lets out a long moan and starts shaking. You press your hips tightly together locking her hand inside as your inner walls contract around her fingers. Your own hand is too weak at the moment to produce considerable movement, but your lover helps you practically impaling herself on your fingers while pressing her lips against yours. Surrounded by the wild mix of hair of you both and able to produce only muffled moans, you and her let the new stronger orgasm flood you over.

When you are able to catch your breath again, you both raise on the seat, sitting face to face, your hands lavishing caresses to each other, and kissing. You move closer so your raising high with the deep breath breasts touch and your legs cross in the manner of scissors confronting. Fluttershy strokes your hair running her fingers through and fixating her loving eyes on yours. Your finger is traveling down her cheek and to her lips and you squeak surprisingly when she catches it and starts sucking with sly sparkles deep in her eyes.

“You’re insatiable,” you breathe out.

“So are you,” Fluttershy releases your finger and gives your one more tender kiss while her hand checks your “southern tip” to find it quite moist and welcoming again. “And it seems the car will need dry cleaning after us.”

You both laugh quietly. Then Fluttershy leans back supporting her with the hands and slides closer making her vulva touch yours. Naturally you mimic her movement, then grab her hoof and place on your shoulder kissing it.

You start grinding against each other. First slow and gently, feeling the hot and soft flowers meet and “kiss”, then faster as you both start to moan in excitement again. Your secretions mix and make your movements produce loud wet slaps as you thrust harder.

Fluttershy watches how your whole body bends back making your hard swollen nipples point directly to the car roof while you hold her leg kissing it behind the hoof. Her eyes dilate at the extreme eroticism of the scene she observes and she starts taking off your heels. You interrupt your “hoof care” and watch interestedly how she grabs your foot, caresses it running her fingers against your sole… and then puts your toe in her mouth with a moan of lust.

She starts mimicking the thrusts with sucking on your toe. It looks and feels so sexual, that you can’t find any other way than return the treatment. You kiss and play your tongue on her underhoof making her twitch.

The whole car is shaking now violently and you notice that Pinkie starts touching herself through her sleep again. This time she simply lowers one strap of her dress, revealing one breast with perfect tan lines and grabbing it, softly squeezing and rubbing her nipple. She raises her dress with another hand so her privacy is totally compromised and spreads her legs getting lower on the seat and more comfortable apparently. Heavy breathing mixes with the wet sound when Pinkamena starts shamelessly fingering herself driven by your with Fluttershy “exercises”.

This makes you more excited… if that is even possible. Now your thrusts become harder but smaller in amplitude, so your wet snatches never part actually making that sucking feeling inside grow stronger. Now you three moan together and you feel that Fluttershy’s legs start trembling. You speed up trying to catch with your marefriend which makes her accelerate as well.

Finally you both don’t control yourself anymore. The thrusts are violent making the car suspension creak protestingly. Your inner muscles contract in waves making you feel like if you both were one organism down there and the air is filled with sweet aphrodisiac scent. Fluttershy releases your toe, but leaves your foot on her shoulder. You both find the strength to raise your heads to relish the view of your lover. You hands meet and you finish together with each one leg on the shoulder of another, sweat running down your both overheated bodies, whimpering and squeaking while keeping fainting eye contact. Pinkie catches up arching on her front seat and letting out a loud scream.

*

You and Fluttershy are to raise and hug each other tightly again not to risk falling flat and bumping the doors with the back of your heads. You kiss and whisper words of love to each other.

“Look, maybe we should get up in the room, while we have strength to walk Pinkie there? She doesn’t want to wake up,” you snicker when you both untwist and sit close holding hands.

“Sure thing,” Fluttershy raises her head from your shoulder and put her warm hand on your stomach making it stiffen right away.

“Let’s do it before I’m ready again, or we’ll never make it,” she breathes in your ear while her hand starts stroking your stomach providing self-explanatory thoughts.

You smile to each other and exit the car grabbing your clothes. Fortunately there is nopony in the garage at this time. The image of two naked girls – one pegasus and one human – dressing near the car is extremely promising.

Fluttershy quickly slides in her dress leaving the driver uniform in the car.

“I’ll need to make a call later and warn them to perform the cleaning,” she smirks in the twilight of the parking.

You giggle while putting on your dress, it seems it wasn’t stained, so Rarity won’t be mad at you for her masterpiece. Buck the bra, you took it in your hand with Fluttershy’s lingerie and your high heels. And your panties are ruined by the yellow winged pink haired sexy beast anyway.

When you both are ready, you take Pinkie out of the car and bring her in order. Now you all are perfect match wearing your dresses only. You are completely sober already as your with Fluttershy marathon made the blood clean from alcohol super fast, but Pinkamena is still in Luna’s land. She mutters something and gives you a wet kiss on cheek when you put one of her hands over your shoulders. Fluttershy grabs her from another side and you head to the elevator.

This elevator goes directly through the floors and you’re lucky enough as you don’t need to pass the reception granting anypony with the view of three barefoot girls returning to the hotel almost in the morning in slightly crumpled dresses and with perfect bed heads.