A Pink Anniversary
By ShobieShy
You rock back and forth on your feet and lean over the counter you’re stationed at in Sugar Cube Corner, peaking at the clock on the front side of it. It’s upside down to you, but you’ve learned how to read it that way over the past two years you’ve been in Equestria. You stare into nothingness as you think.
Two years…
You find it hard to believe it’s been that long, but Pinkie just threw you that ‘Two Year Super Special Welcome to Equestria Anniversary’, as it was labeled on the banner, party a few months back.
Speaking of anniversaries, you’re reminded that there is a very special one today. It’s been exactly one year since Pinkie slipped on a fallen cupcake and knocked both of you over. After you stopped rolling and came to your senses, you noticed a warmth on your face. On your lips to be specific. You both opened your eyes to find the both of you face to face, practically kissing. You remember her flustered face as she blushed heavily and ran back into the kitchen, rambling nonsense. You think you heard something like a 'sorry' in there somewhere.
After a few minutes of sitting there in shock, you walked into the kitchen, hoping to see why she was so embarrassed. That’s quite unlike her to be embarrassed. It was only the two of you in Sugar Cube Corner at the time. She was reluctant to look at you at first. But once you got her to look into your eyes, she just stared for a good 10 seconds. You began to wonder if there was something on your face when she jumped you, knocking you both to the floor again, only this time on purpose. You were taken aback. Your mind began to race, not about the interspecies stuff, for you have gone on dates with a few mares within the past few months. You were surprised at the fact that mares liked you in that way in the first place.
You began to see ponies in that way a few months before the first mare, Berry Punch, asked you out. Another surprise to you was how quickly you got past their looks. Though they are ponies, and that was definitely weird at first, they are actually rather attractive in their own adorable way. But you digress.
Pinkie’s oral assault lasted for about 15 seconds, give or take a century. When she pulled away her eyes were closed seemingly as tight as she could make them. A few moments went by as her eyelids slowly loosened. But before she had a chance to open them, you grabbed the back of her head and pulled her into a deep kiss, eliciting a ‘Eep!’ out of the mare which you found adorable.
The rest is history.
You snap back into reality, trying to remember the time. Alas, you forgot. You sigh as you lean back over the counter to check again.
7:58PM
Just about closing time. You look around to see that the last of the ponies just left.
Perfect.
You hop over the counter and walk over to the front doors. You lock them and flip the open sign to ‘Closed’. You then turn around only to be stopped at the sight of a certain pink pony. She seems sad, you notice this as you walk over to her side and kneel down to her.
“What’s wrong?” You ask as you run your fingers through her mane.
She leans into your hand, nuzzling it as she sighs. “I still don’t understand why we couldn’t have a big party for our one year anniversary.” She then slides closer to you and leans on you, nuzzling your side.
“Like I said earlier, Though this is a very special occasion, especially for us, it’s our anniversary. We don’t need a big party for it, all we need is each other.”
She looks up into your eyes, assuming a look that you've seen many times in the past. “But I just know we'll all have lots of fun.” She says, attempting the impossible by trying to nuzzle even closer.
"Now Pink, I'm sure I can think of a few ways we can still have 'lots of fun' tonight" You say, winking at her. She blushes at the words and adopts a blank stare as she imagines what you assume to be many compromising scenarios.
You laugh at this and pick her up, making her squee. You carry her close to you as you walk to the stairs, while she giggles. When you reach the top of the stairs, you look at her and bring her up to your face. You pretend to go in for a kiss on the lips, but instead, kissing her on the nose, making her giggle more. She looks you up and down with half-lidded eyes, slightly licking her lips.
You notice this. “Like what you see?” You playfully ask as you walk into her room, shutting the door with your foot.
She blushes and nods. She jumps out of your arms and onto her bed. She faces away from you and stretches by essentially doing the ‘Downward Dog’, making sure to wiggle her rump in the air, her tail swishing from side to side.
“I don’t know...” She asks looking back at you. “Do you?”
You grin and tackle her, eliciting a squeak. You turn your mare over and, a bit aggressively, pull her into a kiss. She moans in delight as you continue the passionate kiss. She presses her tongue against your lips with an almost animalistic desire for entrance. You smile slightly, opening your mouth.
As your tongues wrestle for dominance, you run your hands down her form from her neck down to her cutie marks. You massage her sides as they travel down. Once you reach her cutie marks, you grasp her flank gently but firmly. She bucks her hips a little as she lets out a little moan. You strip down and out of your work attire as you continue eliciting moans from your pink pony. You break the kiss, much to her dismay.
Though, her pleading eyes didn’t last long as you start kissing her neck, again, traveling downward. Every kiss making her shudder. Down her chest, stomach, and so on. You get down and pause when you reach your target. Hovering over her marehood, you make sure to pause for just long enough to make her paw her hoof at your head, gesturing for you to continue. You let out a slow exhale, causing Pinkie to let out a moan lasting as long as your breath.
You wait a few seconds only for you to see your mare look down at you, her eyes big as she silently begged. You take a few more seconds before taking a huge lick of her wet sex. That simple lick was enough to make her arch her back in pleasure.
You take a short second to think about the fact that you can turn this bubbly, party mare into a ball of putty in your hands. You smile and get another taste of your mare, making her shudder and moan.
“Not so loud, Pink.” You whisper in her ear. “Remember, there are others in the house.”
She bit her lip and nodded. You take that as a sign to continue, so continue you did. You lick and lick, progressively getting faster and applying more force and passion. Several minutes go by before you stop your efforts to adjust yourself for what’s beyond foreplay. Pinkie begins to protest when you stop, only for her to realize what you’re doing.
You crawl above her half-limp form and look down on your mare. Her tongue lolled out, fur starting to mat from the sweat. You smile and she smiles back and giggles. You embrace her and kiss her with as much passion as you can, rolling the two of you over. You push her so she’s sitting just above the target zone.
She lowers onto you abruptly, making you both moan. The exhilarating feeling of her soft walls almost sending you over the edge. The two of you remain still for some time as she gets used to your size inside her.
Slowly, Pinkie rises until just the tip of your shaft is still inside of her, then drops quickly, causing you both to emit sounds of pleasure. She starts picking up her pace. With your hands firmly on her flanks, you aid her in her search for rhythm.
Finding a steady pace, she leans down and essentially uses her tongue as a battering ram against your mouth, entering quickly and forcefully. She beats your tongue into submission, losing herself on top of you.
As her tongue continues to dominate yours, you notice her body begin to heat significantly and her rhythm start to become faster; filling with more passion and urgency. As she breaks the kiss, she brings her hoof up to her mouth to stifle a large moan.
You feel both her and yourself quickly progressing towards your respective climaxes. You look at Pinkie to see her gyrating her hips on top of you, creating immense pleasure for you both. Giving a small moan through your clenched teeth, you notice that you’re both sitting on the edge.
You ride that high for as much as you can tolerate before beginning to pump yourself even faster, listening to that all too familiar hoof-muffled moan. The sound of your more than pleased mare sending you over the edge, ejecting your load into her, the feeling of which sending her over as well.
The two of you moan, each riding your own highs until they slowly trickle down. Pinkie lays her head down on top of you, a soft smile on her face. You place your hands on her, one on her back, and one on her head, softly petting her.
Both of you close your eyes, feeling quite tired after the strenuous activity. Pinkie turns her head to face you and opens her eyes slightly. You feel this and open yours to take a look at the mare you’ve come to know and love over the past year.
Her smile widens as she takes you in as well. “I love you.” She says.
You smile wider in return. “I love you too, my cute Cupcake.” You say, wrapping her in a hug.
Each closing your eyes, you two drift off into the dream realm, dreaming about your possible future.
Author's Note
Just a little one-shot I've been working on because meh. Seemed fun. I'll be doing a slightly longer one soon about one Grace Manewitz. It'll be 1st person instead of 2nd so it'll be similar but different reading style. Hope you guys enjoyed this one!
