Stress Relief

by LIL DASHIE GRINGO

Rating: mature
Tags: Porn, Second Person, Romance, Self Insert, Equestria Girls, Sex, Sunset Shimmer, Slice of Life, Human
Length: 5402

After a long day at work, you get home to find a very alluring surprise in your bedroom.

After working a grueling fourteen hour shift at work, all you want to do is go to sleep.

But, a special surprise in your bedroom kills that thought immediately.

Romance one shot clopfic. Readers discretion is advised.

Spoiler, there's an ending in this story.

Requested by jidbrony

proofread and suggestions made by Evil127, JustAnotherEarthPony and jidbrony

Lastly, all edits done by yours truly.:heart:

Published 2017-07-31 18:00:06 UTC
Last updated 2017-07-31 18:00:06 UTC

Stress Relief

You get out of your car slowly, tiredly getting up from your seat after killing your engine. Closing the door and locking it, you yawn to yourself, stretching your muscles as you walk slowly up to your home in the middle of the night, the heavy rain pitter-pattering your body. But, you don’t care about that at all right now. A little bit of rain isn’t going to stop you from getting to bed.

You’ve just worked a gruelling fourteen hour shift from morning to nightfall, getting no chance of a good day from the whole ordeal. Your supervisor just gave you a difficult five day task that they expect you to get finished in two. Your coworkers don’t support their own weight when you need them to in crunch time, leaving you to do most of the work. And they even called you to come in on a freaking Sunday while you drove home from work, filling you with even more misery.

Your job always commend you for your time and effort while being with them, but that doesn’t help you from how demanding they are. At least they give you enough money to pay the bills and keep a little bit for yourself and your sweet honey, Sunset Shimmer.

You already know how amazing it is to have a girl like her. Her heart is as big as a queen size bed, letting you sleep in the comfort of her caress. It’s women like her that are rare to find these days, what with most people treating love as just another booty call. She’s been with you for years now and you know that she’s still waiting for you to pop the big question that’ll change your lives for the better.

You still remember meeting her in Canterlot high. Those were the days. You even remember her telling you that she was a she demon bent on taking over the school, the world, and another world. Of course you didn’t believe any of it. How could you? You thought realistically when it came to any kind of fantasy and myth that comes your way; it just didn’t make sense.

When she showed you a magical book of wonders is when your belief of ideology goes down the drain, giving you a mental breakdown with a nice hint of concussion. Looking back now, you bet she was laughing her butt off… That would be cute to look at.

It sucks when you try your best to do what you need to do in the best benefit for the both of you, even when at the tender age of twenty-five. You still give thanks to whoever’s up there watching over you for giving you the opportunities at such a young age, only to grow more within the company enough for them to pay for all your classes with their tuition reimbursement, which was phenomenal at the time. Even relocating you to a much more advanced facility that tackles your thought process with new challenges everyday.

And having a woman like her witnessing with you on this ride is extraordinary.

For when you’re ready, you keep the ring in a safe place only you know. A safe place that Sunset will never think to look or comprehend. You’ll know when the time is right for when the time is right.

Jumbling your keys for the right one to the house, you unlock and push open the door, darkness hitting you from all angles of the interior. She may not be home tonight; probably at work or whatever. This is what really makes you feel empty, knowing that your other half isn’t here to comfort you, to let you know that she’s here by your side for when you need her most.

Your father always told you that a man is his own man; you can always deal with these kinds of situations on your own, even without the support of others… He has a point, even though you don’t always agree with him that much. But even if you can handle it alone, you don’t need to. You have someone that’s willing to share your pain, to dig deep down to find that part of you that will bring you back to the way you were before, that part that has the quality smile, the sharp enthusiasm, that tender affection… Sunset is the true key to your heart. Without her unlocking your inner emotions, you’re just a sad man with a mask.

Sighing, you close the door behind you and lock it, throwing the keys to where your couch should be. You don’t know where it lands, but after hearing the soft impact from the cushions, at least you know they’re on it.

You walk along the wooden floor, your heavy footsteps echoing in the dark room. You head straight to the kitchen and grab the handle to the night glinting fridge, opening it to let the bright blue hue of the light gleam your face as you try to find a cold bottle of water, or just anything liquid before going to bed.

There’s nothing in there but milk, and you’re not in the mood for lactose. So, you simply settle on drinking some tap water with crushed ice, the chill reaching down your throat as you swallow for hydration, waking you up a tad.

Satisfied after rinsing out your cup and closing the fridge door, you walk out of the kitchen and head to the second floor, the stairs creaking a tad from your forceful weight upon the planks...

… Then, it hits you. A faint aroma is spread across the air, blessing your nostrils with the scent of... eucalyptus tea. The smell is so sweet and relaxing, growing ever stronger as you walk closer to your closed chamber.

A hint of light shows under the door’s bottom draft. Opening the door full with curiosity, you see… Sunset Shimmer… lying along the bed... And you have to believe you are in a dream after seeing her right at this moment.

She wears a full on strapless Devil cosplay, complete with a small dark red string corset, showing a good portion of her belly and a nice teaser of cleavage upon her bosom. She models a skirt that holds her flaming peplums from sides to back, leaving the front open to show off her killer legs. And even obtaining a pair of black stiletto heels with three straps around her ankles with open toe caps, showcasing her toes with black toenail polish. To top it off, she sports small red vinyl horns atop her head, making her even cuter than she already is.

Your mouth is left agape as if you have words to say, but a word crashes into another in your larynx, causing a complete traffic jam in your throat. Sunset is downright beautiful. The red dress hugs her whole body, showing off her bodacious figure from top to bottom. Her luscious legs are so shiny and look firm to the touch, some tone even popping from the desired flesh. And her shoes… you never see her donning anything else other than boots, but these shoes do not hold back on showing her glorious feet with full force.

“... Sunset?” you ask as if you haven’t seen her in months. You just never think that she’d wear something so… erotic.

She gets up from the bed, showing evidence that she’s even wearing a blood red cape, like a super villain out of a comic book. And you know how much you just love capes.

“I know what you’re thinking…” With her stilettos clacking against the wooden floors to signify her presence, she walks closer to you, the skirt withstanding the pressure as she sways her hips with confidence. “... You’re thinking, ‘Why is she wearing this?’, huh?” She moves around you and closes the door softly, locking it.

You turn to face her. Hesitation dawns on you as you take a couple of seconds before answering, her dress just demanding you to not look away while it repositions itself to form a new and more enticing look than the last.

“Sunset, you’re… what? I mean, you’re… wow.” You try to come up with words that she rightfully deserves to hear from you, but you still can’t think of anything that sums up your current feeling. There are no words that can describe how truly gorgeous she is.

She giggles as you try to comprehend the situation, her eyes finding contentment. “That’s cute... A thought came by me yesterday while you were at work…” she walks closer to you again, making you slightly move back. “... I know how much you work and I know that sometimes, we just don’t have the time to meet each other as we want to, like back in Canterlot high and Canterlot State. And even then, it was still hard.”

She stops a foot away from you, your body heating up after she places her soft hand on your cheek to relax your senses. Then, you feel a forceful tug on your belt buckle that makes you close the gap between you two, her eyes never leaving yours.

“So I thought, ‘why not make up for lost time?’.” As much as you want to do it tonight, you want to go to bed more. This fourteen hour shift really hit your number this time and you don’t know if you have the energy, the will to see the night through.

You pull away from her, letting her hands slide off your clothed body as you turn for the bed. “Sorry Sunset, but I don’t know if I can do it tonight.” You sit down at the edge of the bed and droop your head down as she walks up to you and stands front and center in those perfect heels, not giving up anytime soon. She puts her warm hand under your chin and makes you look up into her cyan eyes.

“The day got you by a storm again?”

“Yeah… it’s an ongoing thing that’s just happening to me. It’s like, ‘what did I do to deserve this?’...” as you talk, Sunset slowly straddles your thighs, sitting herself just below your waist. You notice this and want to say something about it, but while her soft body warms your soul, it relaxes you enough to shut up and accept it. “... I guess going to college didn’t help much,” you chuckle, feeling Sunset’s hands on your shoulders softly pinch you, the tension slowly relaxing in your muscles as her hands work you over with this simple massage. A low pitch sigh escapes your lips as you drop your head down again, relaxing your neck.

“Aww, you poor thing. No wonder you’re so tense...” She moves her hands up your neck, messaging you the best she can to release some stress. She has the best hands when it comes to having a massage. It isn’t cheap, but it isn’t expensive either. All she wants is your tender love and respect as her reward.

You gently move her cape out of the way and work your hands along her firm legs and curvaceous thighs, witnessing her shivering to your soft touch.

“Then, they had the nerve to call me to come in on Sunday… I was so mad getting home,” you confess breathlessly. You continue until you reach her dark skirt, gliding your hands underneath to let it ride up her hips.

“That’s so horrible... The only way you can make that anger go away now is by letting yourself go...” You pull your head back up to see her face filling with worry, her iris glinting in the dim light, like a pond shimmering in the midnight moon’s reflection.

“But what if I don’t have the energy, Sunset?” you emphasize, squeezing her butt while bringing her body even closer to your chest, watching her lightly gasp from the sudden grope. This gives you a good kick in your pants, making them tighter while feeling the burning pain in your loins. But, all you care about is what she has to say in response to your question. What if you don’t have the energy to deal with this again? How would you go by it from that point? What if you feel like giving up at that point on everything that you hold deer... including Sunset?

“I’ll always be there by your side to see you through...” You softly plant your lips on hers as her earned award. Her temptation has won you over; a simple massage and a few kind words is enough to build back up your confidence to attack the oncoming events that will soon happen in the future. You’re really simple when it comes to dealing with your emotions. It’s what makes you more desirable to Sunset.

She takes it wholeheartedly, rubbing her soft hand along the back of your neck, faintly moaning in your hot maw. She lets her weight drop on your chest, never breaking the kiss as you fall back onto the soft satin sheets, the cape falling on her side and her fiery hair shading over your face. You moan within the kiss as your hormones go crazy from the close encounter, becoming even worse as she grinds her hot body against yours, building friction to make this more steamy than it already is.

Sunset breaks away from your lips and plants hot kisses along your neck and collarbone, making you sigh from her warm gentle touch. Her body slowly moves down yours, rustling against your own clothing as she pulls it down with her. Afterwards, she sits up on top of you and pulls your shirt up from the hem, letting the cold air brush along your body and cool you down. She puts her hand on your chest gently, making you flinch before relaxing from the soft touch.

“Wow, you’re so hot… Sweet Celestia,” Sunset bites her bottom lip, muttering the last part. She explores the bumps and edges that sculpt your body, taking in the heat that she created.

“No thanks to you, mistress.” You get up enough to take your shirt off from the hem and throw it on the floor before moving backwards some more on the bed, falling back on the soft comforter. Sunset giggles again as you move under her, making your heart flutter.

“Oh, shut up. At least I got you to relax.” Her voice is so elegant and tasteful with every syllable she says. It’s like every time she talks, she’s singing a song to you, even when she nags at you sometimes. She just has that kind of powerful asset you love.

You chuckle under your breath. “I guess you have a fair point.”

“Besides, I want more of it. And I am going to get it.” She leans back in to leave another kiss on your lips before moving downward off your body, going lower until you can’t feel anything but her hands around your pelvis. You look down to see her at the foot of the bed fiddling with your belt buckle, the clanking of colliding metal echoing in the room. Your pants finally loosen their hold on you, letting your waist breath more comfortably.

Your shedevil unclips your pants buttons, the determination in her eyes glinting after seeing your hard member in its cotton confinements, making it her mission to break you free from the tight trap.

She hungrily looks at your stiffness as she pulls down your pants and underwear simultaneously, witnessing your flesh dragging along with them until they unsheath your mighty sword, flopping out and standing in pride like it won a grammy award. This cools you down significantly, but you know it’s far from over.

She looks at your member attentively as if it’s an ultimate task to handle. “... Baby, you don’t know how much I missed you…” The gentle grasp of her soft hand makes you softly grunt, your member twitching under her warmth.

Those words really hit you hard, to know that a form of built up anticipation was held within her, waiting on the right moment for when you return to her and let her show you the best of her love as possible, giving you the opportunity to drink from her unkempt emotion.

She does this for the fire that rages within her heart, the fire that can only be quenched by you. As you start to pay attention to her glimmering eyes that fill with lust, you are more inclined to giving her what she needs to fulfill her primary objective: to see you gawking with satisfaction.

She slowly rubs her hand from your base to the tip, making more of your body heat transfer to your member, the slow friction and significant pressure making you buck your hips slightly for more.

“I missed you too, Sun-” You sigh in satisfaction as Sunset licks along your shaft, her saliva being a strong advocate to cooling you down.

She drags on like this for minutes, taking in your musk, your taste, your obvious pleasure. This is what drives her to be more creative in her motive, sinking her mouth over your exposed gland and licking your pre build up from your urethra. You give a husky moan inside the closed off room, the noise softly ricocheting off the walls to let Sunset cherish it a little longer.

She pushes her head farther down your hot meat, humming in her own enjoyment. Beyond her soft lips is her hot pocket, the wet abyss that takes you further into the boiling point of ecstasy. It becomes so much, you lay your head back and clench onto the bed sheets to relish in the excitement from such a slow effort Sunset gives, never relenting and only attacking.

“Oh shit…” Her lips hit your base, taking you all the way in her maw. She really wants to sell this devilish determination, the temptation getting even better for you.

Temptation can end in different ways pertaining to what the goal is, set by the person who gives you the ultimatum. Sometimes, it can end badly or can be even worse. It always comes back at you in some kind of way that you won’t appreciate later, like eating a lot of ice cream and getting sick after a few hours.

But, most people usually don’t pay attention to what the result of that temptation will be. They’ll pay attention to what it is and how it will benefit them right now.

With Sunset selling you with her beautiful couture and unyielding perseverance, you don’t care about how this is going to kill you when you wake up in the morning. All you care about is your growing lust for her. You want to ram this sexy devil. You want to hurt her, to make her scream your name out loud like the roaring thunder outside. You want her to feel your frustration, the pain you endured throughout the whole day that held within your soul, like a genie trapped in a bottle, waiting for it to drop off the table and break; to be free.

And it’s so close to the edge.

You member pulsates in her mouth, getting ever close to releasing your first wave of relaxation before working after your second wind. She continues to deepthroat your mass, knowing all too well of what’s about to happen. She knows that you really need this and she’s always happy to comply, ever since she done it the first time.

Your muscles tense and your feet curl as you pump your seed inside her awaiting ingress, feeling her wet slithering tongue swirl around your shaft to swipe it all away to the back of her mouth. She slowly drags her lips off until all you feel is cool saliva drying on your hard addition.

Every muscle in your body relaxes after going through such a slow treatment. Doing foreplay may be beneficial, but it can be painful as well due to being slow. It’s like doing therapy for a healing muscle in your body; it burns all the way until the worker finds satisfaction.

You crook your head down your body to see Sunset Shimmer looking back at you with her alluring bedroom eyes, her jaw looking relaxed. Without hesitation, she opens her mouth slowly to show you how much she’s collected this time on her tongue, letting it run down and touch her bottom teeth, spreading into the cracks.

“Holy shit, Sunset... “ She closes her mouth before audibly swallowing it all, licking her lips. She chuckles before speaking.

“Feels like you gave up more than I expected.” She repositions herself below your waist again, your still-hardened member hitting against her skirt.

“I didn’t know I was that stressed.” You try to push yourself back up, but she pushes you back down on the bed, preventing you from going anywhere at the moment.

“Well, let me help you relax. Besides, I can’t wait to ride you again...” She lifts herself over your shaft, moving her panties over to show her drenching pussy that proves her point. She makes your hot shaft prod her soft lips before letting you slide easily inside her access point, sighing in satisfaction to the same man she’s been with on this journey on multiple occasions.

“Fuck yes..,” you moan breathlessly, feeling her taking you all the way until her snatch hits your pelvis, her juices staining your pubic hair. It’s been a while since you both had this kind of connection, so it’s completely understandable to relish in this feeling for a minute, the feeling of being spiritually entwined, your souls becoming one in this memorable reunion… You have to admit, it’s amazing to be inside of her once more.

But, this time is new and you notice it. You’re not for sure if it’s just her dress or her determination, but this feels significantly hotter than usual. What mostly happens at this point is that you both have sweet sex, wanting each other until the end. But, after you invaded her entry point, there’s a mixture of broad lust and need for each other, needing to eat the other’s emotion as you roughly show it. You want to endure more of this feeling, feeding off the energy of an aura of unforeseen passion circling around you both.

As you put your hands on her exposed hips, Sunset pulls her hair back to give you the chance to look upon her glory before leaning over you and putting her soft hands onto your chest, her nails digging into you a tad as she adjusts to your member. She moves her hips in a circular motion, your nestled shaft following the devil’s movements like a devoted pawn.

You start to sweat from the significant heat building up within you as she hums in excitement, letting the temptation rise with every second that passes by. She then infuses the pattern with also lifting and dropping herself on your pelvis, her thighs slapping against yours with such audacity, softly moaning in pleasure.

You look down to see your wet member piercing her like a spear of the gods, repeatedly entering her to defeat the hot wickedness that resides in this seductive abomination that rides you. You look back up to see her face expressing pleasure as she takes your warm meat with vigor, her sweat becoming more visible and her smell becoming notably stronger.

But, what gets you off more about her at this moment is that she keeps her composure, being calm and collective rather than all out enjoying herself. When she moans softly in any extent, she’s holding it back. It’s similar to being in a porn movie, which makes you question her motive.

She slows down to an agonizing speed, her walls softly nuzzling against your member like a kitten going in between your legs. She leans farther down to look at your face, giving you the most enticing view of seduction you've never seen her give.

She hums with excitement, speaking with a low sultry tone. “Your cock is so thick, baby. Feeling it roll around inside me really makes me feel like a spoiled little girl...” she drops her chest against yours and wraps her arms around the back of your neck, her string corset grinding against you as she continues her assault. “... I want you so bad, baby. I want to eat that nice meat you supply for me every time I crave for you.”

Off of pure instinct on trying to satisfy the woman above you, you feel the need to enact on her demand, like she’s controlling you in some way. She’s not telling you what she wants by command, she’s telling you by giving you saucy benefits to how it pleasures her.

It feels so good to know that you’re doing so well in making her so happy, like a pet asking for attention. You always want to give the best that you can for her, even if she doesn’t ask for it. It’s just nature to you ever since your mother told you. And she truly deserves of what she’s trying to ask for, plus more.

You brush your hands along her thighs again, moving upwards until you feel her soft glutes, moving her cape out of the way once more as you take in the smooth and curvy detail your nerves allow to send to your brain.

In a swift brisk motion of instinct, you gently push your hips upward and smite her pussy with your shaft, catching Shimmer’s attention as her expression changes just a tad bit from ‘normality’ to newfound curiosity. You continue to repeat this action, slowly but surely matching her rhythm.

“I see you’re getting a little desperate, hmm?” Sunset teases, not changing the pace she delivers to you.

It is true. You are desperate to get this hot situation done and over with. And you have all the reason to feel that way. With her dressing up as a sexy Devil’s Child, you want to already see your load all over that dress and drink in the fact that you had the best night of your life so far. It’s too sexy to be savored by any rational man that has a need to feed their sanity.

But, Sunset just won’t let you for some reason. She controls your urges like a lion tamer. She won’t give you the satisfaction of taking her easily as you thought before this all started. No, she probably wants to see you beg for a release, to finally release the residue of pent up frustration that have been rekindled for this exact moment of ecstasy.

Sunset suddenly moves her pelvis upward and let your member slide out to the gland before slamming back back down on yours, continuously repeating the forceful contact.

“Fuck..!” you moan loudly to the surprising assault. Feeling this is like taking hook punches to your dick. She’s beating you up with no remorse or guilt, just satisfaction. You can see it all over her face with her smug grin saying the whole story.

Your feel your member start to pulsate, to build up once again for that final wave of much needed relief. The bed gets more damp the longer you both stay in this position. Her selfish moans are starting to get to you. You can’t wait for her pussy to let you rest on the clouds of purification.

You lose your breath after she slams her thighs down against you once more, delivering a powerful blow that forces your member to weep within her womb, your withering meat letting her drink the hot tears of gratification. Sunset pushes herself against you again, letting your cock get deeper to relish the tears longer, humming in pure satisfaction of destroying you.

… And you’re loving it.

Don’t get it wrong, you usually make the moves first before she thinks about it. But, being owned by her is a whole new desire that you didn’t even know you had before. The way that she came onto you earlier was like watching a salesperson trying to sell you a new car. The determination was bold and tempting, making you settle in for the deal until you get all the way to the contract.

With her high tenacity being her best selling attribute, you can’t wait to make a deal with the Devil again.

She lifts herself off your hard wet member, sighing as your hot seed slowly drips from her pleased pussy. Her bedroom eyes look upon your tired face, taking in the struggling pleasure you endured in the aftermath. She puts her elbow beside your head and sits her head in her hand, smirking.

“I’m not satisfied.” You look at her again, confusion plastered all over your visage.

“What do you mean you’re ‘not satisfied’?” She lifts her chest off of you and sits above your waist, her creased peplums and cape straightening themselves. She unbuttons her skirt from the left side of her waist, releasing the fabric and tossing it to the floor.

“Just because you came inside me doesn’t mean I got off to it, baby...” She unclips her cape from her corset, pulling the red material over her shoulder and into her grasp, wrapping it around her hands to make the rest of the cloth a tighter resistance. She then lock both of her legs under yours, leaning back down to you again with her hands beside your head, subtly hiding the cloth behind your neck. She continues.

“...But I do have to say, it did feel good. Now…”

In a swift motion, Sunset forces her weight to your side, forcing the hidden cape to propel your head, continuously pushing until you’re body is over her own. With a forceful pull of the cape, she brings your face down to her, still giving you the same expression as before.

“... You’re going to fuck me until I have an orgasm. And if you don’t make me scream your name, I swear you’re going to have blue balls for the next three months...”

You look down at her, your face filling with distraught. You just had sex like seconds ago and your dick hurts now. Do you really have to do this? Do you think she’s going to actually prevent you from having sex for three months? Of course, you can always watch porn movies when she’s not there, but it’s not the same. You want to hold her, to please her, you got to tease her.

She grabs onto your penis with one hand and holds the cape with the other, rubbing you once again to get your aching shaft going. Seeing no other valuable option, you try reasoning with her.

“Sunset-”

“Shut up and get started, my little stallion.” She yanks your head down with the cape to press her lips on yours once again, forcing your member to slide in as her hand guides the way. She softly moans in your mouth, wrapping her legs around your back to make you go deeper.

Even after having one stressful day at work, Sunset still knows how to satisfy you. She cares for you first before even caring for herself when it comes to this kind of desperate time. She wants to take care of her man in any way possible. She’s basically your mother with a twist.

So, you know that she’s going to call your name. You’re going to fill her up again, unwillingly letting your baby batter flow for her cervix to suck in again. And you’re most likely going to kiss Sunset goodnight before letting all of your weight lay on top of her, immobilizing her.

But, there’s one thing you don’t know… how happy she’s going to be when you give her that ring.

*few minutes later after sex*

“... So next time, could you dress as the Evil Queen from that one show I like? I’m to tired to remember the name.”

Sunset laughs as she slowly closes her eyes. “... Eh, sure.”

Author's Note

Yay, I'm done! Took me like three months to finish this.:coolphoto:

Anyway, hope you all enjoy it as I did making it!:heart: