A Winter wonderland

Greetings, to you dear reader! This is a journal entry of personal significance to me, because I believe it details the events behind the conception of my father based on the dates and events mentioned in entries before and after it. My grandfather could at times be rather graphic in his descriptions of his love life, so I hope that such frankness does not offend you.

Yours faithfully - Brightspark

Winter has come again, and though I can hardly believe it, Moonbeam and Foggy are two years old now! Yesterday their grandparents looked after them until this afternoon because Winter and I had a very special day planned. Winter and I had decided to have another foal – or perhaps foals if she has twins again. So, knowing that yesterday was her most fertile day, we organised to have them out of the house.

Yesterday morning we said our goodbyes, and watched them become just a speck in the sky, and as soon as they were lost to sight we looked at each other and broke into spontaneous laughter. For the next thirty something hours we would be alone, and we were determined to make the most of it. First of all, we ran through a snow drift, sending snow flying every which way. I slipped on the icy ground, and fell onto the soft snow, and just laughed at myself.

'Hey Winter, look - snow angel!'

'Cool! Let me try!' she said, plopping down beside me

I stood up to watch her make a snow angel of her own and while her attempt to use her forelegs to make wings was hilarious considering she already had wings, her opening and closing her hind legs gave me good long looks at her nether region. Soon, my thermal pants and jeans were visibly bulged, and eventually she noticed where my attention was.

'Hey! My eyes are up here, you letch!' she teasingly admonished me with a cheeky look

'Ah, sorry dear, it's just... Well, you look too tempting a target down there.' I replied, with an awkward laugh

'Well, I suppose we've had enough messing about. Help me up, it's pretty cold down here.'

I put out my hand for her to grab, but instead, she pulled off my glove, stood up and flew off with it in her mouth.

'Oi!” I yelled, chasing after her

She landed a short distance away and I nearly caught her before she dodged at the last moment. She kept this up for a few minutes, almost letting me catching her before shying away, leaving me to grab thin air. Eventually though, she either got too cocky or tired or she let me catch her as I bowled her over as she tried another escape. We had collapsed in a heap, with me lying atop her, all too aware of how sexy she looked.

'Ha, I caught you! What are you going to do now?” I puffed as I stood up.

She made no reply, but just lowered her head, raised her tail and gave me an incredibly seductive look (with my glove dangling from her mouth by the middle finger no less!) and let out a short burst of highly aromatic urine, laden with her pheromones. In spite of the cold, I couldn't resist such a blatant invitation and moved behind her and fished my rapidly stiffening erection from within the tight confines of my trousers. After kneeling either side of the yellow streak of snow, I lined myself up against her burning warmth. I teased the entrance a bit before sinking deep into her. It was heaven, pure bliss and I moaned in unrestrained pleasure as I bottomed out.

'Oh Celestia! This feels so naughty! She gasped

As I began thrusting slowly, I reached around and began stroking her inner thighs, causing her to shiver and spread her legs wider. I became lost in the sensation of her warm wetness hugging my penis as we made love in the snow. With each thrust I felt her clit wink, rubbing the underside of my shaft, causing us both to experience a brief up-tick of arousal. All too soon I felt the familiar tightness in my lower abdomen, and the tingling sensation on my glans that told me I was close to orgasm. I made a few more frenzied thrusts and then, with a bestial groan, I buried myself deep into her and shot my seed in almost a continuous discharge. Finally it ended, and I slumped over Winters' back.

It wasn't too long before I slipped out of her, and the cold reasserted itself. I reached down with my gloveless right hand and put my kindling limb back in the protecting warmth of my pants and jeans. Looking down I noticed that to no great surprise, I had ended up kneeling in the yellow snow.

'Winter, I don't know about you, but I'm cold and wet. Let's say you and I have a nice, warm bath?'

'S-suits m-me. We Pegasi may be able to cope with the cold, but my fur is soaking wet, and I'm chilled to the bone!' she replied, teeth chattering with the cold

We went inside and breathed a sigh of relief as the warmth of the fireplace and central heating washed over us. The Bathroom itself was even warmer, having underfloor heating, because the worst thing in the early morning is waking to use the toilet and stepping from warm carpet onto cold tiles. I stripped off my soiled clothes and turned the tap on. Before too long, our large, free-standing bath was full, and we could climb in. I went first, and Winter followed, slipping between my legs. We sat there for a while, feeling the warmth seep into every nook and cranny of our bodies.

'This is nice.' Winter murmured, nuzzling into my chest

'Yeah, very nice.' I replied languidly, gently stroking the fur on her chest and belly. Ever so slowly my hands drifted to her teats. Her breath caught in her throat as I began tweaking the nipples.

'Mark, no!' She whined

'No? Something tells me you don't mean that.' I replied cheekily.

She gave a theatrical sigh, and spread her hind legs.

'All right, but lets take it slow this time.'

'That's fine by me.' I replied as I slid myself back into her

For the next fifteen minutes, we made love with me gently flexing my hips and her squeezing in rhythm from base to tip. By the time the water had become lukewarm, we were both on the edge of orgasm, and so with a final thrust and grind we both came, splashing some water over the rim as we reached our peaks. Being the gentleman that I am, I got out first and wrapped her in a soft fluffy white towel as she got out after me. As usual I dressed much quicker than her, being in my pyjamas while she was still rummaging through her draws.

'Do you want a hand?' I asked politely

'No, I'm fine. I would like a cup of hot chocolate though.' she replied

Getting the hint, I went to the kitchen to put the kettle on. By the time it had started to whistle, she entered tightly wrapped in her dressing gown.

'Go sit down love, I'll bring your mug to you in the lounge.' I said as I poured the water into the mugs

'Thanks sweetie!' she replied brightly

When I placed the mug on the coffee table she reached forward and kissed me on the lips.

'What did I do to deserve that?' I asked

'As if you didn't know!' she giggled

Later, as we sat by the fire, eating our favourite snacks and reminiscing about the past few years, the topic of what to call the foal or foals we hoped to have in 10 months time.

'Well I'd like it if at least one of my foals has an affinity for snow like I do. Not that I'd love them any less, but it would be nice to be able to pass on my passion to the next generation.' Winter said

'I can understand that. I'd like a child that wants to take up calligraphy. But if I'm honest, all I hope for is another healthy foal. If I've learnt anything in life, it's that you never know what's going to happen, so cherish the small things.'

Winter let out a contented sigh, and nuzzled against me before slowly slipping into a contented slumber into which I followed her. By the time we awoke it was a little after three, and the sun was setting, so we decided to eat the vegetable quiche her mother had brought round with her that morning.

By nightfall we were both raring to go again, so we moved to our bedroom, where Winter gave me quite a surprise! She casually took off her dressing gown to reveal quite a daring set of lingerie underneath.

'Do you like it?' she asked, doing a little spin, and flagging her tail to show off her silk-clad rump

'Rarity said that any male who saw this would go wild with desire.'

I paused, unsure of what to say. She was was wearing a red camisole with matching underwear – bra included. The shear silk was incredibly form fitting, to the extent that I could clearly see the outline of her vagina and anus. The sight of a pony camel-toe caused my mind to go blank and my throat to seize up, so I had to swallow hard before answering her.

'She wasn't wrong! It's taking all my restraint to resist just pouncing on that bed, pinning you down and having my wicked way with you!'

'Don't hold back on my account. You have my full permission to ravish me!' she answered

She then rolled onto her side, spread her hind leg, to reveal that the nipples of her teats were threatening to poke right through the fabric, and the gusset of her pants was slowly darkening. Needing no further invitation, I disrobed, and literally jumped onto the bed. What followed was a literal night of passion; from then until dawn, we must of made love at least five or six times. By the time her parents dropped Foggy and Moonbeam back this afternoon, we had notched up another four rounds. Only time will tell if Winter will become a mother again this time. I hope she is.