Author's Note

Contains: Sappy and emotional straight sex.

The Sexual Adventures of Sunset Shimmer: Old Flame

Sunset sat down at Celestia's invitation in the chair in front of Principal Celestia’s desk. The older woman gave Sunset a long, even look.

“This latest payment you sent me. Where did it come from?” Celestia asked.

“It was… from a freelance job,” Sunset said. “I know it’s going to require a lot of them, but I promise I’ll pay back for everything I’ve damaged.”

“Most students damage something and I don’t expect them to pay back for every little thing, and while your actions did cause a lot of damage to my school, I’ve told you that I’m willing to forgive you financially as well as personally.”

“I know, it just doesn’t feel right,” Sunset said, staring at her lap.

The principal gave Sunset another even look, before sighing quietly to herself and relaxing into her chair. “Tell me about this freelance job.”

Now it was Sunset’s turn to give Celestia a long look, before she nodded to herself. “Alright, this will require some explanation. First of all, there is an illusion on me, and my friends, so that we can do some very lewd things and talk about strange subjects without anyone besides us realizing it as strange or unusual.”

Celestia let this sink in for a moment. “Lewd and strange things. Go on.”

“We’ve been turned into walking, talking rubber sex dolls. Our true forms are actually limbless rubber dolls who enjoy being helpless, as well as just about everything sexual,” Sunset said, and waved her arm lightly. “This is an artificial outer body that we can step out of and to an extent control remotely.”

Celestia considered this for a moment. “Interesting. You’re right, this would be cause for alarm if it happened to anyone besides you and your friends. Some sort of magic from your homeworld I take it?”

“Yes. We also don’t need sustenance, though it's agonizing to go too long without anything sexual happening to us. It doesn’t have to be sex, just sexual. Being in bondage is sexual and fulfilling even if we’re not stimulated. Of course, it builds up the anticipation of being stimulated just as it normally would, but that’s agonizing in a good way.”

“I see. And the money?” Celestia asked.

“I got it through prostitution,” Sunset said. “I sold my body for money.”

Celestia turned her chair a quarter of a turn as she considered this, before turning back to Sunset. “This is quite the illusion, making me accept that one of my students sells her body for the financial benefit of the school. Very well, thank you for clarifying this, Sunset. I don’t know how much you care about this fact remaining hidden, but I will not tell anyone.”

“Perhaps Luna should know.”

“Hmm, perhaps she should,” Celestia said, and stood up. “Thank you for your time, Sunset. I shall not keep you.”

“There is one more thing,” Sunset said, and stood up, slipping out of her jacket, and slowly removing her top.

Celestia looked on with a both appreciative and troubled look, as Sunset stepped out of her skirt, not wearing any underwear, and stood in nothing but her boots in front of the principal. She gave Sunset an even, if strained look.

Sunset stepped forward, softly, blushing all the while.

“I’m really sorry, principal,” she said, and extended her arms towards Celestia. “Can I make it up for you?”

Celestia gently took Sunset’s hands, but didn’t turn it into an embrace. “While I am flattered, this is not appropriate, Sunset.”

“I don’t know any other way,” Sunset said, looking a little sad.

Celestia looked at Sunset with a somber look, then reached down and picked up Sunset’s clothes, gently placing them in Sunset’s arms.

“I know you’ve changed, Sunset,” Celestia said. “But I still cannot accept this.”

Sunset reluctantly took the clothes and slipped them back on. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.” Celestia smiled at Sunset. “I will welcome any donations you have for the school, but please don’t forget to take care of yourself.”

“Thank you,” Sunset said, and hugged her principal.

After a moment’s hesitation, Celestia returned the embrace, resting her head on top of Sunset’s. It was nice, especially when Sunset guided her hand down to her rear. Perhaps one day, she’d take Sunset up on her offer.

Twilight Sparkle’s magic used the spanner to tighten the last bolt for her latest invention when the book she had on a special podium chimed magically.

“Oh?” she said, and opened it with her magic. “Sunset?”

“Hey, Twilight,” the moving, painted image of Sunset said from the pages, unable to keep a bit of melancholy out of her voice. “What are you doing?”

Twilight could head the sense of sadness in Sunset’s voice, and set her tools down. “I’m just building a little machine to test a thesis. But nevermind that. How are you?”

“I’m… I don’t know if this is… it feels like such a stupid thing to complain about but… it bothers me.”

Twilight walked over to the book and sat down on the chair next to it. “Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Well it’s… it’s principal Celestia.”

“What… what about her?” Twilight asked.

“I… I just feel so stupid, Twilight. I hit on her, and she… rejected me.”

“Oh,” Twilight said in a sympathetic voice. “I understand why, she’s a pretty woman. Are you okay?”

“Well it’s… it’s not that I thought we should go steady or anything like that since… you know, I’m a prostitute now. It’s just… she’s under so much stress, and I’m responsible for so much of it, I just wanted to help. I told her about how I’m a doll, and the illusion kept her from thinking how that, and me wanting to her inside her pants, was too weird, but I still feel so stupid right now.”

“I’m sorry, Sunset,” Twilight said. “Do you need some company?”

“It’s okay. I’m not rejecting you, but I can visit one of the girls.”

“If you’re sure.”

“Of course. I’d tell you if I weren’t, but… what should I do?”

“Hmm. Well, I’m pretty sure just some insistence would help. I mean, you were pretty irresistible even before you turned into a toy, but I don’t know,” Twilight trailed off in thought.

“Maybe I can talk her into letting me give her a massage, and she’d give in after that, but that doesn’t feel entirely right,” Sunset said.

“No,” Twilight agreed. “Don’t worry though. Perhaps you can’t rush to make things up to ponies… humans.”

“I guess not,” Sunset said. “I can start with someone else perhaps.”

“That’s the spirit,” Twilight said, and her smile was so very contagious.

Flash Sentry would’ve drawn attention to himself when he forcefully closed his locker, if not for the stray book breaking the impact. He was having a pretty bad day.

Nothing terrible had happened, but minor bad things had accumulated for several days and nothing good had really happened to make up for it, so it was with some trepidation that he turned to acknowledge the one who had called for him.

“Flash!” Sunset called. This was probably it, he thought. There was something portentous about this, and with his streak lately, Sunset would be the bearer of bad news.

Still, he felt slightly better from taking the opportunity to look at Sunset’s breasts bouncing under her shirt. They were so beautiful.

“Hey, Sunset,” Flash said. “What’s up?”

“I was… kinda wondering if you’d like to join me after school,” Sunset said, her hands behind her back and smiling pleasantly at him. She seemed very hopeful that he’d say yes, almost shamelessly so… or… it would have been shameless, or should have been. Perhaps it wasn’t. Actually, no, there was nothing strange about it.

“I… sure, I can do that,” Flash said. That didn’t sound like it would be so bad. Sunset had been a lot more pleasant to be around lately.

“Alright, wanna go grab something to eat?” she asked, and hooked her arm around Flash’s, leading him out.

A small part of his brain wondered if this would be something everyone around him would be gossiping about shortly, but that part shut itself up before it spoke up.

“Whoo, I need something to help cool off,” Sunset said, leading Flash towards an ice cone stand at the park. “I am so hot!”

Flash could not do anything other than agree. Sunset was a warm presence on a warm afternoon, figuratively and literally, yet she was not warm enough to be unpleasant.

Flash sighed as Sunset ordered an extravagant ice cream cone, but hid it by pretending to stretch as he fished out his wallet.

Sunset was first though, rummaging through her jacket pocket and pulling out cash enough for both of them.

“I uh…” Flash started, rummaging for words that wouldn’t be taken as dismissive.

“I got this,” Sunset confidently said. “Just say what kind you want. Don’t worry, I plan on collecting soon.”

“Well, okay,” Flash said, and made his order. Something about Sunset’s voice was hard to place, but there was a feeling of excitement that he couldn’t help but be influenced by.

Sunset gently pulled him away to a park bench, and leaned up towards him as she sat down, gently running her tongue and lips across the ice cream. Flash briefly wondered if he liked watching her mouth caressing surfaces for any lewd reasons, but felt it strangely easy to dismiss that idea. With another girl, maybe, but not Sunset. Sunset was… she was... well, she wasn’t slutty, even when she was being sexy, even when she was leaning against him like she was right now, pressing her breasts against his elbow.

She looked up at his eyes, and woke him up from his musings when she smiled at him, and told him that his ice cream was melting.

“So how have you been doing lately?” Sunset asked, leaning her head against his shoulder after having finished her ice cream.

“I’ve been doing okay,” Flash half-lied. “Just, you know, the usual. How about you?”

“I’ve been good, just been thinking about a few things,” Sunset said.

“Like what?”

“Like what I should be doing in what situations and to what things,” Sunset said, cryptically.

Flash thought on this for a moment. “Isn’t that what most people think about all the time?”

“It is,” Sunset giggled, and put his arm around her, resting her head against his chest. “But nevermind that. What are you thinking about?”

A few things in particular, like how nice the current situation was, and how he wanted to take it further, and yet how he didn’t want to risk what was going on right now.

“That, uhm… I guess how you’re being really nice and… thank you,” Flash said.

Sunset giggled into Flash’s chest. “Hey, I’m having a good time too you know.”

Sunset looked down and noticed the growing bulge in Flash’s pants, and decided to perhaps drop parts of the illusion, so that he would better realize why he was getting such a hard-on, and that he was even getting one.

It seemed like Flash wasn’t oblivious to his erection, and was worried that Sunset and or would notice it as well.

Just as he was about to speak up though, she stood up, relishing how her breasts bounced from the movement, and making sure that Flash noticed them as well. And did he ever.

“Hey, wanna go over to my place?” she asked.

“I uh… yeah, sure,” Flash managed to say.

“Wanna take your car?”

“Y-yeah,” he stammered, relieved, and Sunset mentally high-fived herself. Flash had always been confident around his car.

Twilight Sparkle tried to keep from moaning in pleasure. This was for science, darn it!

She was lying on a couch, her skirt pulled up, as her latest creation automatically, slowly, wound itself up again, and brought the paddle down on her bare buttocks.

“Mmm!” Twilight moaned as she tensed up from the wonderful sensation.

She stared contemplatively ahead as the crude machine automatically started winding up again.

It was nice to be spanked. It always was, but there was something different about this.

“Hey, sexy princess!” Rainbow called as she stormed into the room with a big smile on her. “What’s shaking?”

“I’m- Ah!” Twilight gasped as she was spanked again. “I’m doing science.”

“Oh is that what you crazy kids call it these days?” Rainbow asked as she inspected the device.

“Don’t start. I’m- Mmh! Analyzing the differences between stimulation by a non-sapient- Ngh! a non-sapient device, and an agent capable of- Ah! capable of independent thought and wan-TSsss!”

Rainbow looked at Twilight with a puzzled expression, seeing the machine bring down the spanking paddle again, thinking she could make a decent scientist herself with this research methodology.

“So what have you found?” she asked the most esteemed highness, as the soft and taut royal tushie rippled from another slap.

“Nothing entirely conclusive yet, but it would seem that there’s a somewhat different sensation from being spANKED! Ahem, spanked, by a machine. Lesser in a sense, and my hypothesis is that it feels better when the spanker is capable of exuding the power of- Ah! Ooh… of love. That felt different.”

Twilight looked back to see Rainbow holding the machine’s spanking paddle in her hand with an amused smirk on her face.

“So you’ve found out that being spanked by someone who loves you and your smoking hot body feels better than some automatic wind-up device? I could have told you that,” Rainbow said, and brought the paddle down on Twilight’s tush again.

Twilight gasped out in pleasure. Rainbow might not have a scientific mindset, but by Celestia did Twilight love her regardless.

Sunset had relaxed her overt moves as Flash drove. It was only a short ride before they stood outside her apartment anyway. She got out, and languidly stretched, her shirt tightly hugging her breasts.

“Well, come on in,” Sunset said as she walked up the stairs and opened the door. “Can I get you anything, a soda, some snacks… something else?” she said, flashing her eyelashes at Flash with that last part.

“I, uhm, a soda is fine,” Flash stammered.

Flash, for his part, was both suffering and enjoying a sort of personal hell and paradise, though he didn’t have enough self-awareness at the time to realize it.

He nervously entered, finally able to take his hands out of his jacket pocket which he had tried using to cover up his raging erection now that Sunset bounded away towards the fridge and retrieved the aforementioned sodas.

His bad mood had been replaced by painful amounts of anticipation. Involuntary anticipation.

Did he want to get into Sunset’s pants? Yes, anyone with his sexual orientation and quite a few without did. Even the caveman part of his brain, the id, was confused, not knowing if he wanted to grab Sunset from behind, tear her clothes off, and fondle her breasts like there was no tomorrow, or just ignore the clothes and slip inside her and pump away until neither of them could stand anymore.

Other parts of him had, in a very gentlemanly manner, tried doing that before, and failed, and remembered the bruises.

“Make yourself at home,” Sunset called from the fridge. “Though it’s best if you do it on the couch. There’s a blanket there and if things are gonna be cozy there’s no point holding back.”

It wasn’t exactly cold in Sunset’s apartment, but Flash still shivered involuntarily at those words, and tossed the blanket partially over him as he sat down, and sighed in relief as he tried fighting down his arousal while removing his jacket. “Uhm, thanks.”

“Here you go,” Sunset suddenly said, and flopped down beside him, handing him a soda can before removing her jacket as well. “Wanna watch something? Action? Thriller? … Romance?”

“Uhm… anything is fine, really,” Flash said, and over several moments slowly and numbly realized that he was giving up the opportunity of choosing what to watch, that he might be sounding lame or dismissive, that he was kind of curious what Sunset wanted to watch, and what exactly Sunset was asking.

She grabbed the remote control and leaned against Flash, gently pushing him to lean against the armrest while she rested against his chest.

Flash decided that this was it- Sunset was flirting with him, probably… maybe. Or she was manipulating him. Goodness knows he’d fall for it at this rate, but Sunset had been good since the Fall Formal. Not everyone had trusted her, but he knew there was a new side to her, a sweeter side, a genuine side.

And she possibly, maybe, probably wanted… dare he admit it?

… Sunset might be wanting sex with him. Sex… with him. Maybe tonight, or maybe even right now. The two of them, together, naked. His… their things being… one in the other and… and gasps and… and stuff. Yeah, stuff! Good stuff. Amazing stuff.

But what if she wasn’t? What if she was just… he didn’t know. What if she was just... clingy, because… pills maybe? Or there was some other hormonal reason? The only thing that had been really clear from biology class when it came to teenage years was that there was a lot of confusion as Flash and his peers’ bodies slowly and painfully transformed from children into adults in the most drawn out and stupid way possible. Sunset could just be slouching against him because her confused hormones told her, and this might be the most chaste and innocent thing in the world and his stupid teenage chemicals were tricking him into thinking that she wanted in his pants.

Flash’s inner caveman had run out of patience, reached for his club, and advanced on him with a very angry expression. Flash gulped. It was time to take action! Just ask her! Because not making sure might mean he would miss out on… on…

… On sex with Sunset! What was he doing!? He can’t just blurt out that he wants to poke inside her and wiggle! Was he stupid!? He… he…

“S-Sunset?” he blurted out, and froze up in terror, before noticing that Sunset was staring straight ahead at the blank screen of the TV.

Sunset, meanwhile, was sitting there silently, the remote control still in her hand.

Being a sex doll didn’t prepare her for this! She wanted Flash to feel good, to try and make up for how she had treated him before, but how does she do that? Well, sex obviously, but how to get to the sex?

What do boys like? What do men like? Sunset thought for a moment. Flashes of him driving really fast in a dune buggy and jumping ramps with a beer in one hand, a burger in the other, and explosions going off in the background while she was giving him a blowjob flashed through her mind, and the only thing that told her was that human media had even more stupid stereotypes than pony ones.

Then she got an idea. Many ideas.

“Hey, mind if I slip into something more comfortable?” Sunset playfully asked a stunned Flash, before pulling her too off to reveal a black negligee, and her boots off to reveal thigh high silk socks that she pulled up.

“Uhm… hey,” Flash asked Sunset, who was still staring ahead, deep in thought. “Sunset?”

“You know, I need a shower, you just wait there, and make yourself at home,” Sunset said, and quickly entered the bathroom, slipped out of her clothes, and quickly stepped in under the running water just long enough to matt her hair against her skin.

She stepped out of the bathroom, naked, and Flash stared at her, his mouth hanging open.

“Oh!” Sunset giggled, and looked down on herself. “Oh, right, I’m usually naked while I’m at home and I forgot. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Sunset?” Flash repeated to the still staring Sunset leaning against him.

Sunset gently grabbed Flash’s soda and very convincingly and innocently spilled some of the drink onto her top.

“Oh!” she said, and slipped out of her top and bra, her breasts bouncing gratefully at being set free, leaving her topless next to Flash.

“Hmm, I should take care of this before it gets all sticky,” she said, took her breasts in her hands and brought them up towards her lip, and slowly ran her tongue over them and the traces of sweet beverage on them, before looking up at Flash. “I’d be really grateful if you could help me.”

“Sunset?”

Sunset dropped the remote control and turned to face Flash, looking him in the eyes.

After a moment, she couldn’t tell if it was a second or a minute, she put her hands on either side of him, and slowly crawled up towards his face, her lips eager for his.

Flash was stunned from nervousness, lust, eagerness, and a confused but still kind of stroked ego. A small part of him was pleased that the resulting facial expression just happened to be one of stoic patience.

Sunset closed her eyes, and pressed forward the last bit.

Their lips met, and Sunset’s equivalent of a heart soared, while Flash’s was like a man desperately splashing in a stormy sea, and somehow liking it.

Sunset snaked her arms around Flash, and gently pressed herself against him.

Their kissing might not have been the smoothest in the world, but it was genuine. Sunset’s lips gently held and caressed Flash’s, feeling his texture against her own.

Eventually, she disengaged, and a stunned but happy Flash’s heart melted when he saw the look on Sunset’s face. So kind, so needing, and so vulnerable.

“Flash… stay with me tonight, please?” she said.

It took a moment before he reacted, but for once the caveman inside had the right idea. He didn’t trust himself to speak at this moment. Instead he shot forward and pressed his lips against Sunset’s again.

Sunset’s eyes drooped close in bliss, and she almost melted into Flash’s embrace, who had managed to remember to put his soda can on the table before wrapping his arms around her.

She felt her breasts rest against his chest, and his heartbeat increased at the thought of seeing more of them, among other things of course.

That is… if he were to see more of them. Staying with her? Just snuggling with her? He had to know if she meant what he hoped she meant.

He had been kissing on autopilot up until now, but now he gave her lip on long squeeze before reluctantly disengaging.

“Sunset, I uhm…” he started, struggling to look her in the eye.

Sunset held her breath. Was is because she was worried he was rejecting her, or was it because she was worried he had misunderstood her chaste and friendly snuggles as asking for sex?

Flash didn’t think he’d go as far as Sunset had without wanting to do the actual deed, but society had told him that males were crude and unsophisticated and only thought with their libidos. If society was correct, Sunset was indeed only being nice and friendly towards him because she was a wonderful and giving person, and in return he was a being horny gorilla who was about to take what his tiny, primitive brain wanted without any thought to her or her consent.

… That kiss though...

“Do you uh... “ Flash had to pause to swallow a ghost of a very big lump in his throat. “Do you want to… to us-uhm… for us to have… sex?”

Laughs, or disgust, or terror, or pushing him away from her, or hey, what about all of the above?

But none of that came. Instead Sunset let out breath, and rested her cheek against his shoulder. “Yes, I want to go all the way.”

“All the way?” Flash repeated, groaning at the gasping way he said it.

“As in… you… your dick in my pussy.”

Flash wondered if it was the magic of the moment, but even her way of speaking was beautiful, despite the words she used.

“P-pussy?” he said, again sounding like a stammering fourteen year old.

“Or just anywhere really,” Sunset said, smiling serenely. “I’m not picky.”

“Uhm… p… pussy will be fine,” Flash managed, reining back his imagination from stampeding with the possibilities.

Sunset raised her head and pecked Flash on the cheek, smiling sweetly at him. “Pussy it is,” she said, and then looked at him with a slightly apprehensive look. “You want to have sex too, right? Right now?”

Flash nodded, that lump being back in his throat.

“Good,” Sunset said, and raised herself up. “Let’s take the bed.”

Flash was captivated as he looked at Sunset stepping out of her boots, revealing her bare feet. As she rounded the couch, she pulled her top off herself and tossed it aside, then hooked her fingers inside her skirt, and slipped out of that as well, leaving her in only panties and bra.

She gradually started dropping the illusion as she undressed, and looked back at the stunned Flash still staring at her from the couch. And no wonder, as even her sizable black bra struggled to contain the large breasts resting in them, which in turn looked so soft and inviting without looking like they’d sag when freed, and her shapely legs met her wonderful buttocks, dressed only in a pair of black panties hugging them tightly.

She smiled at him as she put her hand on the railing. “Are you coming?” she asked sweetly.

Flash’s breath caught in his throat, before he scrambled out of the couch as Sunset reached the upper alcove where her bed was.

Sunset let herself fall onto her back on the bed, the sheets of which hadn’t been changed since she turned into a doll, and which no bodily filth had soiled either. She smiled at Flash as he came into view, and extended her arms invitingly.

Flash on the other hand, was getting nervous, trying to remember what he had heard that women like and what they don’t like, while trying to figure out what sounded like myths and what sounded like truth. Sunset’s inviting arms helped though.

With an almost dazed expression, he lowered himself on top of her, his legs coming to rest between Sunset’s, while their bellies touched with only his shirt between them.

Sunset let him have a moment to orient himself as she gently ran her hands up his sides, letting him take in where he was and what was happening, where they touched, and the sight of her generous bosom visible underneath him.

“What uh… what do I do?” he asked.

“Shirt off,” Sunset said, and started pulling it off from him.

He obliged by raising his arms, though that made him collapse onto her breasts, and she quickly used one arm to keep him pressed against her. He helped her pull the shirt off the last bit, and found his face up against Sunset’s.

She kissed him quickly on the mouth, gently running her hands up and down his bare chest, front and sides.

“You are so sexy,” she breathed, and she meant it.

She and her friends might now be the very pinnacle of sexual beauty, but luckily that didn’t stop her from appreciating those who were not. Not that Flash was hard to look at, he was quite the combination of litheness, muscles, and good skin, and that flustered face of his, she could just gobble up, and in some ways tried to.

Flash’s breathing became heavier, and Sunset’s soul soared at the deep satisfaction from being a good lover, his satisfaction being her satisfaction.

She let go of his lips, and let her head fall back onto the pillow. Flash looked at her, seemingly unable to stop looking in her eyes, not being able to ask what to do next.

Sunset brought a hand up the back of his head. “Kiss my neck while you undo my bra,” she said, helping him on the way.

Flash descended on Sunset’s neck, his lips caressing it up and down, and Sunset internally squealed in delight at the automatic gasps of pleasure she let out. She felt Flash’s confidence soar from her reactions.

She felt amazing, physically, mentally, and spiritually. Flash felt the same, the other feeling good made themselves feel good. It was a feedback loop of wonderful feelings.

If not for this, she would’ve been impressed by how deftly Flash unhooked her bra behind her back, and wondered if he was lucky or had practiced, when he noticed the tremble in his fingers.

She pulled him close and whispered in his ear. “Stop.” Flash froze, and Sunset pecked him on the cheek. “Don’t worry. I just… I need a moment.”

Flash nodded wordlessly, and she felt a slight tremble that matched her own in his breath. She rolled over so that they both were on their side, and pulled her head back to look him in the eyes.

She noticed that both of their eyes had started watering. She pressed herself against him again, pressing her face into his shoulder, and took a few deep, calming breaths.

“I’m so sorry,” she finally said. “For everything.”

Flash’s fingers curled up behind her as he held her, and he gently shook his head.

“I am,” she insisted. “I’ve been awful to you.”

“It’s okay,” he whispered. “I know you’ve changed. I saw it.”

“It doesn’t make up for everything I’ve done,” Sunset insisted.

“I don’t… I don’t care, you… I don’t want you to beat yourself up over it.”

“But I have to. If I don’t, what does that say about me?”

They lay in silence for some time, before Flash slowly spoke. “You… have always been… an impressive girl. You being a good person is quite a thing, you know. If you just keep being good, you’ll make up for every mistake and then some.”

Sunset’s embrace tightened for a moment, as she let out a sigh of relief. “Thank you,” she said.

“Thank you,” Flash said.

Sunset could’ve called it a day right there, and suspected that Flash might have as well. She took a few moments to just bask in Flash’s embrace, feeling his pulse against her, their warmth mingling, and several of the mental weights and worries evaporating into nothingness.

Sunset’s breathing and pulse had slowed down to where it was almost normal again, and just a few tears had been spilled, but they were good ones.

She also realized that she was ready to resume the pursuit of physical love when she realized that Flash’s erection had died down somewhat.

She pulled her head back so she could look Flash in the eyes, and smiled at him, before nodding down to her bosom.

“Wanna keep going? It’s about to get really good.”

Flash’s breath caught in his throat again, and he smiled and nodded at her, before rolling over so he was on top of her again.

Sunset brought her arms forward, so Flash could slip her bra off her, and he did so eagerly, letting her bountiful, perfectly shaped bosom flow free, partially pressing out against her body.

Flash was unable to speak, just stare at the wonderful sight.

Sunset smiled at him, and grabbed one of his hands. “You are such a gentleman,” she said, and brought it to her breasts, practically ordering him to play with them.

Encouraged, he brought his other hand towards them to play, but had to stop himself to keep from headbutting Sunset without being able to keep himself lifted above her.

She laughed ever so slightly, and put her arm around him, pulling slightly at him.

“Here, to the side,” she instructed, making him collapse partially against her, one breast pressing against his chest, and the other free to be kneaded and played with by one of Flash’s hands.

Sunset grabbed Flash’s hands with her own, locking fingers with one to simply feel the closeness, and helping him play with her breasts and approving of his ministrations with the other.

He also took the opportunity to kiss her on her cheek and neck.

Sunset was impressed. As a sex doll and therefore the perfect playmate in bed, she would’ve been immensely pleasured by very clumsy fondling, but Flash was being quite the lover, especially since she was pretty certain he didn’t have any actual experience. She would’ve moaned as a flesh and blood girl, and she did as a rubber toy as well.

“Mmmm…” she moaned, closing her eyes and basking in the sensation. “Keep going like this.”

The hand Flash was using to hold Sunset’s with squeezed her more tightly as he experimentally caressed her breast with his other hand. It was turning into a coordinated effort, as she used her other hand to press more breast flesh into his hand. Or breast rubber, but Sunset couldn’t tell the difference, and neither could Flash.

Before long, Flash also started slowly moving his torso slowly up and down, kneading her other breast with his bare chest.

He was slightly worried that Sunset would be offended or turned off by this motion being a prelude of things to come soon, but was calmed by Sunset’s pleased gasps, and he could tell she was smiling from her voice.

He was breathing slowly and heavily, wordlessly thanking Sunset and letting out sighs of relief by her behavior. He had been fretting over his performance, but Sunset’s delighted little sounds made him feel like everything about the world was absolutely perfect.

… Although he was still a little nervous about the next step.

Before long, he stopped kissing her neck and throat with his lips, and the two of them slowed and calmed down together, but only to let the pleasure simmer.

Sunset turned her head to look at Flash’s face, who looked apprehensively happy.

She smiled openly at him, gently placed her forehead against his, and closed her eyes.

“This is wonderful, Flash,” she said.

Flash couldn’t respond straight away, afraid he’d blurt out something stupid... like “yes”.

Sunset’s smile turned a little teasing, and she brought her hand down to her panties. “So are you ready for the next step?”

Flash gulped, but still looked excited, as he nodded. “Yes.”

The fact that he didn’t stop to confirm what Sunset was talking about, she saw as progress.

Sunset looked down her body, and Flash’s eyes followed as if captivated, which he was.

She hooked her thumb into her panties, and pulled down, revealing her smooth, beautiful vagina.

“Sh… should I..?” Flash started, looking down at his pants.

“Yes,” Sunset insisted.

Flash undid his belt, when he suddenly stopped.

“Do we need to worry about..?”

“No,” Sunset said. “No, I’ve got it taken care of.”

Flash nodded, relieved, and started pulling his pants off, struggling a little to pull them down as they were becoming a little sweaty, before his underwear quickly followed.

They looked at his fully erect penis as it throbbed painfully, and Sunset’s breath deepened at the idea that it was eager to pleasure her.

Flash searched his mind for what he had heard about the actual star of a show like this. “Do you need to..?”

“I’m more than ready,” Sunset said, and reached down to grab his length.

Flash gasped, but found Sunset’s grip surprisingly gentle. She guided him towards her opening, and used her other hand to spread her lower lips slightly.

Sunset arched her back and positioned herself to slide onto Flash’s length. Sunset let out a long, delighted sigh, while Flash held his breath.

She grabbed his lower back and held him close, and collapsed back onto the bed, taking him with her, making both of them gasp at him rubbing her insides.

Sunset paused as they sank into the mattress, letting him have a moment to collect himself. Ponies and humans both tended to look ridiculous when having sex, and while as a sex doll Sunset would look amazing, poor Flash wouldn’t, and with his want to perform well would have to be distracted from this and encouraged. Not that Sunset minded the effort.

She let out a long, satisfied sigh, and pulled his head close for a short kiss, before looking deeply into his eyes with a wide and slightly challenging smile, then grabbing his hand and putting it on one of her breasts.

Flash could barely believe that things were going this well, and looked down at the wonderfully full tit in his hand, and also saw their coupling, the way Sunset’s most sacred and intimate part lovingly caressed his.

He had done it. This stupid rite of passage that still weighed down the mind of every young person in the world, and he had passed with flying colors.

And it was all thanks to Sunset. Flash didn’t have the words to express how he felt for her at this moment, and possibly would never, but she clearly appreciated when he physically loved her.

He almost pounced her lips and fondled her breasts, while keeping one elbow on the bed for leverage, and got to work.

Sunset cried out in pleasure, her voice beautiful and melodic despite the lack of control she felt, only instinctively holding Flash close to her as he slid in and out of her.

Flash let go and finally loved her without reservation, the perfect skin of their naked bodies caressing each other and their flesh mingling in a symphony of pleasure.

Flash’s rapid movements slowed down and became more deliberate and powerful, before climaxing like he never had before, releasing his fluids and feeling them shoot deep inside Sunset, imagining it scratching a primal itch of her’s.

And he wasn’t far from the truth. Sunset let out a sigh of deep satisfaction as Flash shot into her, her entire being crying out in pleasure, as Flash relaxed and melted into her embrace.

He was left panting on top of her, his head next to Sunset’s, resting into the pillow.

He felt himself still penetrating her, but felt spent as his member started shrinking slightly, and after a few moments of panting, managed to lift his head off the pillow enough to look into Sunset’s seemingly glowing face.

“Was that, hah… hah… was that good for you?” he asked, right now only vaguely aware that this something a real man should ensure, or something.

Sunset placed her forehead against Flash’s again. “It was wonderful.”

“Hah, did you… did you come?” he asked, feeling like slapping himself for the stupid, crass way he asked.

“No, but don’t worry,” Sunset said, cutting Flash off before he could think any less of himself. “Don’t worry, seriously. Just rest a little.”

Flash gratefully did so, her words making Flash wonder if he would’ve liked Sunset in a sexy nurse costume.

He gently slid his arms around her, holding her close, while she did the same for him, caressing his hair.

Sunset hadn’t climaxed sexually, but that was alright. In fact, it was almost a good thing. She had made Flash feel amazing, and felt a deep satisfaction in her being from helping people the way Twilight had shown her, helped make up for how she treated Flash in the past. She was fulfilling her innermost purposes as a good person and a sex doll, not having sexually climaxed made her now healthy masochistic side simmer in excitement as well.

That’s right, she thought to herself with a smile, little horny bad girl needs to work harder if she wants to come.

She remembered that what he had eaten before was an extravagantly large ice cream which would still be sloshing around inside her. The illusion would’ve made Flash not think it was weird if she leaked out a sugary mix of melted ice cream if she did come, but it would’ve been a pain to clean up.

“Flash,” she ventured. “I need to go to the bathroom.”

Flash immediately scrambled to get off her, making her gasp as he slid out of her. “Hey, calm down, Flash,” she said with a small giggle. “It’s not an emergency.”

“Sorry,” Flash said, as he rolled over onto his back, still catching his breath.

“It’s okay,” Sunset said, and pecked him on the cheek before getting up, entirely in the nude, and walking towards the stairs leading down from the alcove with the bed.

She looked back at Flash, who had an apologetic look on his face for looking at her, and smiled at him, letting him know that it was totally fine. More than fine.

She descended the stairs, and walked into the bathroom, where she sat down on the toilet and started emptying her rubber inside.

A cup of water and some rincing washed out both the ice cream and Flash’s fluids, and as she did, she spotted a large black dildo on her sink, one of many gifts from Twilight, this one forgotten out in the open.

After a momentary shock of embarrassment, she got an idea. She flushed the non-waste, took another large gulp of water, and exited the bathroom again.

She walked up the stairs to the bed where Flash had by now recovered enough to grab for his clothes.

He stopped when he saw her approaching him, naked, and she grabbed him by the wrists and pulled him up to a standing position.

“Come with me,” she said, still smiling.

Flash followed her down the stairs with slightly nervous steps, into the bathroom, entranced by her glorious figure and jiggling behind.

She pulled him in and closed the door, before stepping over to the shower and turning on the water.

“I figure we ought to clean up,” she said, and pulled Flash in under the warm jet of water.

Flash let out a pleased grunt as the warm water soothed his body. He was already feeling better than he remembered feeling in years, and the water only amplified the feeling. Still, there was something he felt he had to establish.

“Uh, Sunset, do you, ehm… wanna keep going?” he said. “Because I don’t know if I can.”

“Shh, don’t worry,” Sunset said, handed him a piece of soap, and gently pressed her chest against his. “Do you want to touch me anyway?”

“Uuh… yes.” Flash did indeed.

“Good,” Sunset said, then took Flash’s hands and guided them towards her lower back, taking some of the lather and rubbing his sides with them.

Flash gently dragged her towards the tile wall, and leaned his back against it, Sunset still pressed against him, where he rested his cheek on her shoulder.

They slowed down there, slowly running their hands up and down each other, taking long, calming breaths.

“Hey, Sunset… thank you,” Flash said after a while.

Sunset simply melted into Flash’s embrace, before she spoke in a soft and happy voice. “Do you want to help me come?”

“Uh yes,” he said, curious of what she had planned.

“Good,” Sunset said, turned around and pressed her back against him, then grabbed the dildo which had gone unnoticed by Flash, and handed it to him. “Want to use this?”

“Uh, s-sure,” Flash stammered, looking at the large, flat-tipped shape with a slightly apprehensive expression. “You… ehm, weird shape- uh… it’s not that you didn’t… didn’t come because of… size, right?”

Sunset angled her head to peck him on the cheek again. “You were perfect.”

Flash smiled sheepishly, then nervously put his hands between Sunset’s legs. “So uh, do I just…”

“Yeah, just do it gently, but not too gently.”

“Okay.”

Flash placed the tip of the dildo against Sunset’s lower lips, and gently opened them with his fingers before carefully starting pressing the dildo upward, making Sunset let out a melodic whine.

It didn’t seem to be working at first, and he was about to ask for confirmation that he was doing it right, when Sunset’s flesh started giving way, her beautiful, wonderful inside being caressed by the tip of the rubber dildo.

“Ooooh,” Sunset whispered in a shaky voice.

“How… how far do I..?”

“Further. All the way,” Sunset said, and shakily grabbed the shower head, handing it to Flash. “Here, hah, just a… just above the, the…”

Flash’s head was almost swimming from the bliss he was providing someone else. He gently inserted the large dildo almost to the hilt, before slowly bringing it out again, then aimed the stream of water on Sunset’s clitoris.

“Haaaaaaah,” Sunset moaned in that same melodic way, only much more intensely, as she pressed herself harder into Flash’s embrace, her hands alternating between running up and down Flash’s sides, and caressing her breasts. “K- keep going.”

Flash felt his pulse rise again, as Sunset writhed and moaned in his embrace, her pitch increasing and her movement growing faster as he sped up pumping the dildo.

“Are you… doing okay?” Flash asked.

“I’m- ah, aah! I’m doiiingg! Great!” Sunset panted. “I’m gonna… I’m gonna… I’m c- I’m comiiinngg! Haaaah!”

Sunset arched her back, and Flash kept holding her close, keeping the stray on her and the dildo pumping in and out of her slowly, as she rode her climax.

Eventually, she deflated and collapsed against Flash, almost limp and with trembling legs, and Flash brought the stream of water away from her, and slowed the pumping of the dildo down to nothing.

“So… was that good for you?” he asked, smiling, this time not worried about saying something cheesy.

With some effort, she turned her head and managed to focus on Flash’s eyes, the same happy smile back on her face.

“It was,” she said, and wiggled her behind to feel Flash’s growing erection poking her in her buttock. “And what’s better, I think you’re getting ready for round two.”