Spitfire: Just a Normal Date

The steam room was really hot today. As the two of them trotted in, they felt the gigantic wave of heat pass over both of them. Spitfire wasn’t too bad with it, but it took some getting use to for Chocolate Chip. The brown earth pony sat on the bench along side her, and sweat very quickly began to gleam on his forehead, and run down his cheeks. After a moment, it was quite clear that he wasn’t getting very comfortable very fast, so the yellow pegasus mare turned to him and held her hoof out to him. He looked at her, and smiled nervously, trying his best not to show his immense disdain from the heat in the room.

Chip held out his hoof to her and she started to look at it. The light in the room was very dim, but she didn’t really mind. She honestly didn’t know any hoof reading, but it was fun to pretend.

“Alright, so, you have a fairly long life line. Your fortune line is pretty good too. You’re going to get married once, and you’re going to have two foals.” She said as she squinted a little bit. “It also says you’re very sweet, and a kind, gentle pony.”

“You can read all of that just from my hoof?” He looked down at his hoof and raised an eyebrow.

“Hm, maybe, I dunno, I’m just kinda messing around. But it does say you’re going to be very successful in your endeavors. Whatever they may be.” She looked up at him and smiled.

“How successful do you think?” He asked and put on his charming smile.

“Well, that all depends on you, now, doesn’t it?” She winked at him and they met in another kiss.

“Alright, now let’s go get our hooves done.” He said, and she nodded. The two of them got up from the bench and went outside. There was Lotus Blossom and Aloe standing outside to help them with towels to dry off the sweat.

“Now zat you have all the sweat, you must take baths! Get all that sweat off, and zen we massage.” Lotus Blossom said as the two similar looking mares wrapped them in towels and began leading them down the hall.

“So, ummm, are you sure you want me to massage you, Flicker? I mean, I’m pretty decent at it, but these two ponies are actual professionals.”

“I think I know what I want in this case. Do you think you can handle it? I mean, you don’t have to if you don’t want to.” She said as they opened the door to the shower room. They offered them anything they need as long as they asked for it, and closed the door.

The two of them dropped their towels and dipped into the ready made tub in the middle of the room. The water was very warm, and after just a moment, they slouched into the tub and got comfortable. Spitfire dipped her head into the tub to get her hair wet, making her orange hair into more of a red shade as it got darker.

“So, I was thinking about dinner after we get done with the Spa, but I do need to go to the shop and let my sister off before we close.”

“Funny, I was just thinking dinner would be a great idea.” She leaned back to the edge of the tub and let the water come up to her neck.

“Any place in particular you want to go?” He asked and did the same, leaning his head back so that his brown mane could get some water as well.

“I dunno, you’re the Ponyville expert. I mean, you’re not originally from here, but you’ve been here more than me by far. Last time I was here was when they did the Tornado Waterspout, that was awhile ago.” She thought for a moment, and she realized that she hadn’t been to Ponyville much at all. She’d scarcely even seen it, especially for a place that one of their best members resides. She shrugged and then started to float over next to him and perch down beside him in the water. “So what do you think?”

“Oh, ummm I’d have to think about that for a minute.” Chip said, and for some reason his English accent came out a bit more in that sentence than usual. Could he be getting nervous because they’re in a big bathtub together? For some reason this intrigued her and she started to think that maybe she could have just a little more fun with him.

“Let’s save that for later. Right now I want you to start thinking about what you’re gonna do to me on that massage table.” Her eyes became half open, suggestive, and seductive. Spitfire got close to him and began to stroke his mane with her hoof. The cutest blushing color came to Chip’s cheeks as he looked at her.

She smiled and wrapped herself around his torso, trapping his arms.

“Ha, now I’ve got you. What are you gonna do--” She was interrupted as he pressed his lips against her. She let out a small moan and closed her eyes. Their lips locked tight into one another’s, and it did the trick. He freed his arms and pressed his hoof up close to her cheek, running down her jaw. To her surprise, his tongue slipped into her mouth, and her heart made that flutter she loved so much. Her eyes went googly for a moment before closing once again. Their tongues rubbed against one another, and they were intertwined in their bodies.

His hooves rubs up and down her back, tracing over the tops of her wings, and she moaned inside his mouth once again. As their kiss broke, he cuddled up to her neck, and she pressed her cheek against his. The smile on her face didn’t seem like it would ever leave. He began kissing up her neck, over her jaw, and onto her lips once again. Chip rested his muzzle against hers, and they leaned their heads onto one another’s, gazing deep into each other’s eyes.

“Flicker, are you sure you want to do this? I mean, you’re from Cloudsdale, and you’re not going to stay here for too much longer.” Chip asked, obviously he was hesitant in his words, choosing them carefully. The thought obviously meant a great deal to him.

That’s when it occurred to her that he was still calling her Flicker Flame.

“Oh, yeah well you should probably know--”

“Alright! We hope you two are ready for the next portion of your spa treatment! Come with us!” The two spa ponies suddenly came in, and waited for them to get out of the tub. They gave them towels to dry off with, and Spitfire wrapped one around her hair.

“So, what were you going to say?” He asked, and she giggled.

“It’ll wait until later. Come on, I want to see what you can do.” They went farther down the hall to the next room, which had a massage table in the middle of it, as well as a very large, muscular pegasus. Bulk Biceps stood in the room, a big smile on his face. The white pegasus’s massive body surprised Spitfire, and he raised up his hoof to motion for her to get on the bed.

“Oh, ummm, we told the spa ponies that we wouldn’t need a masseur right now. We just need the room.” She smiled tentatively at Bulk who suddenly put a dumbfounded look on his face.

“Oh! My bad! No one told me anything! Please, enjoy your time here and uh… have a nice rest of your day.” Bulk said as he started walking out the room. Then he stopped and looked at Chip. He held up his hoof to him, and he smiled. They high fived and Bulk got to the hallway, closing the door.

It took no time at all for Spitfire to take off her towels and drape them over the counter on the side of the room.

“Now then, Mr. Twinklehooves, let’s see that magical touch you have.” She said, laying down on her face. She noticed how her words could be misconstrued but decided to ignore it.

With little hesitation, Chip began to run his hooves over her back, near her rump. With smooth strokes, he worked them over her, making sure not to rub her fur the wrong way or mess up her coat. She cooed with delight and closed her eyes as he worked. He took his hands off for only a moment to spray a little oil on them, rub them together and continue working.

“Mmmmm, I knew I was right about you.” She said, and enjoyed every moment of relaxation as he continued to work. “You should have gotten your license, but at the same time I’m glad I get your magical hooves all to myself.”

He chuckled a little, sliding all up and down her back, making sure to keep her coat smooth. Then he started to work on her wings. That was when she started to breathe a little harder, and clench her eyes shut.

“Are you alright?” He asked, looking at her, but his hooves did not stop moving.

“Yes, don’t stop.” She whispered, and bit her lower lip as his front hooves worked her wings, her feathers, making sure to not remove any of them. She did her very best to not give away too much. She hid her moans as best she could, but a few escaped.

It was beautiful, he was so gentle, yet so firm in his technique. He was rubbing her just the right way, and she almost couldn’t stand how good it felt. That was when he went onto her shoulders, and over her arms for a little while, making sure to keep his hooves nice and oiled, working it into her coat. She breathed a gentle sigh of relief as he moved away from her wings, but there was another small problem that arose through that. However, she had a feeling that it would be taken care of soon after her relaxing time.

“Was that good?” He asked, finally finishing as he reached her hooves.

“Yes, it was amazing.” She stood on all four hoofs on the table, and popped her back with a gentle sigh. “I guess you should get back to your bakery, huh?” The disappointment in her voice was palpable. They knew their time was limited, and it went too quickly. He nodded, but smiled anyway.

“We still have plans for tonight, though, right?” Chip asked as he helped her down from the table.

“Yep! I’ll find a decent restaurant for us, not that the place will matter all that much.” She came close to him as they trotted out of the Day Spa. They met in another little kiss, and she smiled at him. They walked out of the door of the spa, and Spitfire’s eyes widened, with a look of dismay.

“What is it?” He asked, then he looked to see Golden Globe along with three other ponies in Wonderbolt merchandise on. All of them were lined up outside of the spa, as if they were waiting for them to come out. Spitfire recognized one of them as Cascade Blue, the one she signed the card for. “Gold?”

“Don’t Gold me!” He approached Chocolate Chip, and Spitfire. “So, she’s been hiding with you this whole time! I thought we were friends, Chip! How could you take Spitfire all for yourself, and not share with the rest of us!” He snorted steam.

“Spitfire? What are you talking about? This is--” Then he looked over toward her to see that she was facing a little away from him, with her eyes closed. “Flicker?”

“No, Chip, I was meaning to tell you for a while now. I am Spitfire, Captain of the Wonderbolts.”

Chip’s jaw hit the floor and his eyes widened. “But you--” He paused. “I…”

“Yeah, she’s been hiding from us this whole time. We’ve been looking all over for her, and Chip here’s been keeping her all to himself!” Golden said, and a crowd began to draw near of all kinds of ponies. All of them seeing what the excitement was about, and many of them began to grow a little more restless as they saw Spitfire was in their town.

“Whoa! Stop right there, Gold! Whether she’s Spitfire or not, it’s not your concern! Just because she’s in this town doesn’t mean that you can just barge into her and demand things! She might be a celebrity, but she’s also a pony like you and me!”

Gold was a little taken aback by Chip as he stood firm and confronted him with his hooves dug into the ground, a stern look on his face.

“She came here to relax, and get away from it all, and all of you just think you’re entitled to her attention? No! She is not here for your amusement, or entertainment! This is not a Wonderbolt convention, and she is not even in uniform! So why don’t you do us both a favor and back off!”

Spitfire’s eyes widened as he spoke, there came a part of her that felt her heart grow a little bit as she looked at him. Her eyes glistened with tears as she gazed at him. She’d been lying to him this entire time, and his level of understanding was amazing. Spitfire began to feel something she had never felt.

“No wonder she didn’t tell me her real name, look at you! All of you standing out here thinking she owes you something. You ought to feel ashamed! And you!” He pointed his hoof at Cascade, whose eyes widened. “She signed your Wonderbolt Card! Why are you out here looking for handouts? Haven’t you had enough?”

The four of them started to feel a little awkward at this point. There was a slight murmur in the crowd around them, and some of them started to furrow their brow.

“Yeah! The Wonderbolts have done nothing but entertained us for years, Spitfire deserves some time to herself!” A mare said from the crowd.

“You fanboys don’t deserve her! If she can’t have some time away from you, then you should just go ahead and give up being Wonderbolt fanboys all together. You obviously have no respect for them as individuals!” A larger stallion said, his brow furrowed.

“Alright, alright, folks, that’s enough!” A voice shouted from the crowd and all of them started to make way for Rainbow Dash. The rainbow maned pegasus made her way through the ponies, and got to the center of them to see Chocolate Chip. “Hey, you’re that pony that makes those awesome cookies! I remember you. Fancy talking for a cookie baker.” She smiled at him.

“Oh, ummm… thanks.” He blushed a little, turning timid all the sudden.

“And you!” Rainbow Dash pointed to Cascade Blue, who gasped and held up his arms defensively. “Give me that Spitfire card she signed. Because I know she made you promise not to tell anypony she was here if she did you a favor. Now cough it up.” She held up her hoof, and Cascade turned his face down in utter shame. He gave up the card, making sure that it was in a protective single sleeve before he did, and gave it to Rainbow Dash.

“Alright folks, break it up, nothing to see here.” She started to lead both Spitfire and Chocolate Chip away, making sure all of the ponies started to scatter, leaving the over anxious fanboys there to wallow in their own shame.

“Wow, Dash, thanks a lot for the assist.” Spitfire said, and Rainbow Dash chuckled.

“Hey, no problem! It wasn’t me that did the work anyway, it was this guy.” She said, motioning toward Chocolate Chip. He blushed a little, and Spitfire did the same.

“Well I only did--” Chip started to say but then Rainbow Dash bumped him on the shoulder with her hoof.

“Don’t be so modest! You were awesome! The way you stood up to those guys, not backing down. I mean, you did great! Now, I gotta get going. I’m gonna put this card in my collection.” She said, holding up the Spitfire signed card. “I’ll see you guys!”

“Thanks again, Dash!” Spitfire said, and they both waved at her as she jumped and took off like an arrow into the sky. Both of them stopped and watched as the rainbow appeared behind Rainbow Dash as she bolted off.

That was when Spitfire looked away from him again, her face downward.

“Chip, I… I’m sorry.” She said, her eyes tearing up a little.

“Hey, it’s okay.” He put his hoof under her chin and turned her to face him. “I know why you did it, and I’m sorry they were hassling you. I would have stopped them if I knew.” He said, running his hoof under her eye to wipe a tear away. She smiled warmly at him. “I don’t care what your name is, Spitfire or Flicker Flame. I just know that I’m here for you, not the Captain of the Wonderbolts.”

He leaned into her and they kissed. The passion she felt in that moment drove her to put both hoofs on either side of his head and pull him closer. She pressed her lips against his as hard as she could without hurting him, and even pulled him down onto the ground. Her hoofs went on either side of his head as she laid on top of him and they shared such a wonderful act of love.

Even when the kiss ended, she continued to cuddle him, and he wrapped his arms around her. That was when both of them heard a very audible snap. They turned to see that couple of press ponies were taking pictures of them making out beside the strip. Though, they were generally out of the public view, they were still out in public.

“Uh oh…” Spitfire said, then looked down at him. “Ummmm, you don’t mind being in a newspaper do you?”

“Newspaper?!” He looked back at her.

The headlines read, “Wonderbolt Captain Swooping Up New Hearts.” And the picture of them both intertwined in a kiss was all over the front page of the Ponyville Chronicle. The story is very much how it actually happened, surprisingly enough.

“Man, they sure did get this out fast.” Spitfire had bought a copy on her way over to the bakery. It was later that day, and for some reason they were able to make an entire run of this newspaper within hours. It didn’t make any sense, but Spitfire shrugged. It was her own fault all of this happened in the first place, so she really couldn’t be all that mad.

That was, until she got to the bakery and was astounded to see that it was absolutely full to the brim with ponies. Evidently, news traveled fast here in more ways than one. She was surprised to see that Chip had a big smile on his face as he filled out orders. It seemed he had already served most of the people there, a whole lot of cappuccinos and cookies were everywhere of all flavors. Chocolate Chip saw Spitfire outside his window, and motioned for her to come in through the back. She nodded, and started walking around the building.

It didn’t take her long to get to the back, as she knocked on the door, a mare opened the door for her. She had a bright smile on her face, and welcomed Spitfire in.

“You’re Spitfire?! Oh, my dear sweet mare.” To her surprise, the mare embraced her, and hugged her tight. “I’m Cookie Dough, Chip’s sister! I’ve been waiting for so long for a mare to come and get him! Thank you so much!” She kept hugging her, and Spitfire simply patted her back with her hoof.

“Ummm, yeah, nice to meet you.” She said, and Cookie Dough went into the front room lobby.

“Alright, we’re closing, folks! You don’t have to go home but you can’t stay here!” Cookie Dough shouted among them, and people began to get up from their chairs.

“Sis, what are you--”

“What do you think I’m doing? Go in there and get your mare her due attention, I’ll close up the shop.” She shooed Chip away and started to close up the register, as well as put the cookies away for tomorrow.

Chip didn’t argue, in fact he figured he would owe his sister after this. He walked to the back room and there was Spitfire, munching on some of his cookie dough that was left over from his baking session. He smiled at her, and she returned it as they trotted to each other. She was dressed in a hot rod red dress, and her hair was finally up in its normal flame-like style that she preferred. Now that the cat was out of the bag, she figured there was no point in keeping it down anymore.

“You look amazing.” He said, causing her to blush. “Just give me a minute, I’ll change, and we can get going.”

“Alright,” but she grabbed his shoulder and turned him into another kiss. “But don’t keep me waiting.” She said, and he nodded, pecking her on the cheek as he went up the stairs to his room.

In came Cookie Dough with a whole stack of pans, and cookie sheets, as well as plates and silverware as she brought them to the sink, and began to wash them.

“So, I read all about your little escapades with my bro. It’s all so romantic. I couldn’t believe he didn’t recognize you. He’s heard of the Wonderbolts. Those lunkheads he hangs out with occasionally, won’t stop talking about them.” This made Spitfire smile.

“Yeah, well, he didn’t really care either way. We just sort of… happened. You know?” Spitfire said as Cookie Dough started washing the pans with a scrub pad.

“I know, he’s hardly stopped talking about you since he met you. He told me all about the fireflies and how they shined so luminescent over you as you held hooves. If only any of my dates had fireflies. All I ever get is some food, a movie, and a bit of rutting, then no call afterward.” She sounded a little bitter, but then she looked back at Spitfire with a warm smile. “Do you love him?”

The question made Spitfire’s eyes widen. She looked off to the right, tilting her head as her cheeks flushed red. “Well… I mean… I…”

“Oh, don’t bother with me, love. It’s none of my business in the first place. All I can say is that he’s not perfect, but if you give him a chance, I think he could make you very happy.” She said as she started putting the clean dishes on the drying counter towel. “He’s a pain in the rump, but I love him.”

That was when the door opened upstairs, and in walked a very dappered up Chocolate Chip. His mane was pretty much the same as it normally was, long in the back and somewhat long in the front. He had on a very prim suit with a black tie, and a black jacket. He walked down the stairs, and both mares in the kitchen smiled as he came down.

“Shall we be off?” Chip asked and Spitfire got up beside him.

“Have fun you two! I’m not gonna be home tonight, Marygold is having a mixer tonight.” Cookie waved to them both, and both of them bid her a good night.

They made their way to Grainfield, a very fancy restaurant, though not too fancy for Spitfire’s taste. It wasn’t exactly a suit and tie place, but it was very popular for ponies going to prom. They trotted inside, side by side, not saying a whole lot, but still enjoying one another’s company.

“Good evening, do you have a reservation?” The front clerk greeted them, and Spitfire nodded.

“Flicker Flame and Chocolate Chip.” She said, drawing a look from Chip. “Hehe, I made the reservations this morning. Thought I’d surprise you. Not many mares can answer when they ask where they want to eat.” She winked, and he chuckled.

“Ah, yes, right this way, if you please.” The young red coated stallion took two menus as he led them into the restaurant. It was a little crowded, and to her delight, none of them started a ruckus because it was her. They did, however, recognize them both as they were somewhat the talk of the town.

They were seated at a small two chair table, and given their menus.

“Evening! So nice of you to join us today. My name is Nuzzle, I’ll be your waitress tonight.” The pink pony took their orders, and assured them that they would not be bothered by any of the patrons of the establishment. They nodded their gratitude, and turned to each other, smiling.

“So, I’ve been meaning to ask you. What were you hoping to do after you had to go back to Cloudsdale? I mean… I don’t know what your plans are… for us.”

“Well, I’ve obviously been thinking about that. Chip, I’m not going to sit here and tell you that our relationship is going to be perfect. In fact, there are going to be some hard times ahead. Mostly because… well… I want to be your special somepony…” She slid her hoof over to his and put hers on top of it. “In fact, I’m willing to make this work however I can. It’s just that we both have jobs that require our attention.”

“I would go to Cloudsdale with you, if I could, you know that, right?” He said, knowing full well that only pegasus ponies could live in the clouds. What he wouldn’t give for those wings.

“I know you would. That just means I’ll have to be the one to do the hoof work, which I don’t mind at all.” Spitfire said, and they continued to look into each other’s eyes.

“So, you’re a celebrity after all. That was a bit of a shocker.” Chip said, and chuckled, causing her to giggle a little.

“Yeah, celebrity life ain’t all it’s cracked up to be. Now that we’ve been seen together by the vast majority, I kind of dragged you into it too.”

“Not that I really mind. In fact, tonight has been the busiest my bakery has ever been. I think I doubled my normal profits. I mean, getting my picture in the paper must have done some good.” He looked to see that their food had arrived. They nodded to the waitress, who nodded back and reminded them to call on her if they needed anything. They began eating, him with oats and cooked wheat, and her with daisies mixed with sugarcubes.

“That’s great, I’m glad I could help.” She giggled as she ate. “So it looks like my time here is coming to an end. I want to spend the rest of it with you. If you don’t mind.”

“Of course not, we’ll do whatever you want.” Chip said, putting a large portion of his food in his mouth.

“Is that right?” Spitfire’s eyes went halfway open as she gazed at him. All of the sudden she started to eat a little faster.

The dinner went off without a hitch. Though they weren’t bothered by the staff or patrons, it was obvious that they were the guests of honor, as they were given a couple of sweet treats at the end of it, including melty chocolate chip cookie with ice cream, which Spitfire was happy to eat. They trotted slowly toward the hotel Spitfire stayed at, and they got to the front door.

“Well, I’ll see you tomorrow then?” Chip asked, and she shook her head.

“Nope, I told you, my time here is growing short, and I want to spend the rest of it with you. That includes tonight.” She opened the door and motioned for him to come in. His eyes widened, and he supposed he did say that he would stay with her. He nodded and walked in. She led him up the stairs and he saw what a nice hotel it was. The hallway smelled of lavender, and the lights were somewhat dim, making it very comforting to the eyes. The carpet was ever so soft on his hoofs, and he saw the decorations were quite elaborate with flowers, and polished wood.

They came to her room, and she opened the door. It was very large, obviously one of their more high-end suites. The bath tub was gigantic in the bathroom, which was also about as big as a studio apartment by itself. The bed was just past the half kitchen, with lovely orange flowered sheets, and dark wood frame, matching the wood furniture around it.

“Wow, you weren’t kidding when you said you like to embellish yourself on vacation. This place is awesome.” Chip said, and suddenly she turned off the main light, only having one lamp on in the corner of the room. It was dark, but he could still see rather well. “Spitfire?”

She trotted over to him, removing her red dress, allowing it to slip off of her and onto the floor. Spitfire gazed at him, her eyes half open, and her smile small as she approached him, and undid his tie.

“Spitfire?” Chip began, and she put her hoof to his mouth.

“Shhhh… You said whatever I wanted, right? Well this is what I want.~” She unbuttoned his shirt, and slid it off, pushing him back onto the bed, where she sat him down. They met in a deep, passionate kiss, and she laid him back as her hooves began to caress his chest down to his belly. She kissed down his stomach. With a gentle kiss and a nuzzle, she made it to his midsection, where she began to lick around his sheathe. In no time at all, his penis became erect. She relished in his manhood, gazing it with loving eyes. It was big and thick, perfect.

With an eager tongue, she began to lap all over his shaft. His breath became hard as he stiffened to his fullest length, and looked down at her as her eyes were fixed with his.

“Chip, I want this inside of me. I want it so bad, and I want it to stay there no matter what.” She whispered to him as she crawled up onto the bed. She laid her upper torso onto the mattress while keeping her rump in the air. He timidly approached her from behind, and there it was. Her very wet quim was there for him to see up close. He could smell her juices flowing from her great arousal.

He pressed his muzzle into her slit, and she gave a small cry as he began to kiss it, and give it little licks.

“Oh, dear Celestia, don’t stop!” Spitfire whined as her hooves dug into the sheets. Her cries only magnified as he spread her butt cheeks and dug his tongue farther into her sweet hole. Her face turned red, and her eyes rolled upward. “You’re going to drive me-- mmmf!-- crazy!”

He took two more long licks on her quim, and then he mounted her, putting both hooves on either side of her flanks. With some care, he pressed his glans penis up against her opening, and she looked back at him.

“Yes, please. Please, give it to me.” He noted that for such a hardened Wonderbolt, she had such a vulnerable, soft side that she readily showed him. With no argument, he slid his large shaft into her waiting vagina. She took in a deep breath, and murmured under her breath. She murmured something about stretching her so well.

He began to push in and out of her, starting slow, and with only the upper portion of his cock. Spitfire pushed back against his thrusts, and he took that as he should be going harder. He complied, and with the full length and girth. Their juices mixed inside of her, and began to drip onto the bed as their passion grew.

This all seemed so unreal to Chip. He started to think about the strange pegasus that wandered into his bakery, complimented his cookies, and then asked him to show her around. Tracing the steps all the way to this seemed impossible in that moment as his hooves wandered up to her wings, and grabbed hold of them.

“Oh! Oh! Yes! Pull my wings!” She started to moan with every breath at that point, especially as he did as he was told. She felt every pounding inch of his cock, and it drew her in with such force. She could not hold back her orgasm anymore. Her vagina gripped him hard, and then released him, only to grip him once again. Her head filled with such a bright buzz that every push into her after that was simply icing on the cake.

“I’m gonna cum!” Chip whispered to her, and her legs tightened around his as he kept pushing into her with his whole length.

“Please! Give it to me! Give me all of it! Don’t pull out! If I end up with your foal, I’ll carry it! Fill me!” She pleaded, which only drove him to push harder. She started to cry out in a high pitch, with every push as his hips slapped against hers.

As she wanted, he started to cum inside of her. His breath grew harsh as each shot went deep inside of her, filling her cervix and flooding her vaginal tunnel. It was apparent that he was quite pent up. She tightened her face through another orgasm as she felt his sperm invade her tight little hole.

He slowed to a stopping point then, both of them panting for breath. He leaned down some, and kept the full length of his cock inside of her vagina. She lied her cheek onto the sheets, sweat gleaming on her whole face as she tried to look back at him, only able to catch a small glimpse of him. The brown stallion wrapped his arms around her torso and sighed.

“Mmmmm, no, you cannot get out of me.” Spitfire said in a timid, whiney voice. He smiled at this, and looked down at her as she wiggled her butt with him.

“But how am I supposed to cuddle you like this?” He said, and this drew a humming from her.

“Fine, as long as I get cuddles.” She said, and pouted as his long cock slid out of her cream filled vagina. They made their way to the pillows at the top of the bed and covered themselves up as they nuzzled close to one another. They were dirtying up the sheets with their juices, but that didn’t matter. He wrapped his arms around her once more and she returned the favor. Their cheeks rubbed against one another, and they began to lay small kisses on one another.

Their lips met in a kiss, and they stayed that way for a good long while. Her legs wrapped around his midsection and they laid close, the heat between them building nicely.

“Stay with me.” Chip whispered, his eyes barely open now. It went without saying that they were both ever so tired from the entire day. As he said that, she felt those butterflies in her stomach, fluttering her heart ever so much.
“Anything you want.” Spitfire said, and kissed his lips one more time before they both drifted off to sleep.

What would follow between them? Well, to say that they lived happily ever after would not be true. However, they were happy, and they made it work for the both of them so that they could stay together no matter what. It would be a long journey, but they trotted the trail together. It was when their story truly began.