Zecora Tries Her Hoof At Clop

Out at the edge of Ponyville
was a humble cottage up on a small hill.
It wasn't big, but was cozy, friendly and quaint.
The sun shone cheerful upon its bright paint.

Perched on its roof were all manner of birds.
Beneath it, in burrows, bunnies gathered in herds.
Outside, a low fence formed a loop
around a happily clucking chicken coop.
Past the cottage, the road turned around a bend
and went into the Everfree, its eventual end.

Owls, badgers, foxes and mice,
creatures of all kinds called this place paradise.
Such care for the fauna would all signify
that this was the home of one Fluttershy.

The pony herself was doing something rare.
It was not often she took to the air.
While most pegasi loved flying around,
Fluttershy usually stuck to the ground.
But today she was busily pushing a shroud
of water vapor—she was building a cloud.

Any pegasus pony has the power
to work weather around to cause a rain shower.
But Fluttershy had had so little practice.
“Oh,” she complained, “I'm not very good at this.”
The cloud that she'd built was soggy and frumpy.
It sagged on one side and its corners were lumpy.

With a dissatisfied frown on her face,
she gave up and pulled what she had into place.
The not-quite-a-cloud hung over her abode.
She came in the window and looked out at the road.

The pegasus waited and tried to sit still
as she looked out her window, leaning on the sill.
The cloud (if it could be called one, indeed)
was a signal to a friend that she was in need.
She'd never used it before. She began to fidget.
It had been so long. Would Rainbow Dash forget?

Her answer came gleaming in the sky.
A rainbow trail cut through the air up high.
The rainbow arched downwards, buzzing the ground.
'Shy stepped back a bit; Rainbow wasn't slowing down.

The window flew apart with a terrific crash.
In tumbled a tangled ball of Rainbow Dash.
The blue pegasus rolled to a crouch,
to find her yellow friend cowering on the couch.

Dash snorted, “What's wrong, Fluttershy?
Did somepony hurt you? Show me the guy!”
Rainbow Dash looked around for signs of trouble.
Her hoof pawed at the floor, kicking up window-rubble.

Fluttershy waved her hooves. “No, I'm not hurt at all!”
Though now she had a new hole in her wall.
“Please calm down! I promise I'm all right.”
Rainbow's nostrils flared. She'd expected a fight.

The blue mare stood up. “Are you sure you're okay?
When I saw your cloud, I came straight away.”

Fluttershy's confidence ebbed, she started to stall.
“I'm sorry, maybe this wasn't a good idea, after all.”

Rainbow stepped forward. “Hey, what's the matter?
The yellow mare's pulse pounded, pitter-patter.
Fluttershy winced and hid under her wing.
In a small, quiet voice, she muttered something.

Blue ears perked forward. “Can you speak up, Flutter?”
she asked the pony the color of butter.
“I think I may have something in my ear.
You'll have to speak louder if you want me to hear.”

Fluttershy tried once more. She spoke very slow.
“Do you remember that time a few months ago?
You came to my cottage and stayed overnight,
and then-” she blushed and her lips closed tight.

“Remember?” Dash smiled. “How could I not?
The stuff we did then, geez, it was hot!”
The blue pegasus let herself reminisce.
Then her eyes went wide. “Hang on, is this...
Fluttershy, is this a booty-call?”

Fluttershy went pale. “No! Not that at all!”

She stammered, “I-I just wanted to talk about that night,
and then, maybe later, if it was all right,
we could...” the mare paused a moment, “Oh, my!
It is a booty-call,” said a shocked Fluttershy.

Rainbow Dash laughed. “And I'll gladly heed
the call of a friend so desperately in need!”

Fluttershy blushed. “Dash, I'm so sorry!
You don't have to do... that... for me.”

A rainbow mane whipped as Dash shook her head.
“Why wouldn't I want to?” the pegasus said.
Her lips curled into a lascivious sneer.
“Should we head for the bed, or just do it down here?”

Fluttershy looked at the glass shards on her floor.
“I think I would like the bed a bit more.”

Dash glanced sheepishly at the hole in the wall.
“Oh yeah. Sorry about your window and all.”

The yellow pegasus shook her head. “That's okay.
I shouldn't have made you worry that way.
It shouldn't be too hard to fix, I think.”
She changed topics. “I'm thirsty. Would you like a drink?”

Rainbow Dash smacked her lips. “My mouth is a bit dry.
And I'll need it limber for what we're gonna try.”
Fluttershy chewed her lip and took to the kitchen at a trot.
She smiled as she caught Dash staring at her plot.

A few glasses emptied between the two mares
along with stories, laughter, and a few lusty stares.
“...And then,” Dash said, “you did that thing with your hooves.
Man, not even Wonderbolts have those kinds of moves!”

Fluttershy finished her glass and set it down on the table.
She steadied herself as well as she was able.
She wobbled and craned her neck forward a bit,
and whispered, “I'm tipsy enough now. Let's do it!”

“Tipsy?” Rainbow asked, raising her brow.
“We've just been drinking water, I don't see how-”

“Hard water,” 'Shy interrupted, unusually brash.
She tottered toward the bedroom. “Are you coming, Dash?”

Rainbow Dash didn't need to be told again.
She zipped to the bedroom. Fluttershy showed her in.
She had only a second to look around the place
before her friend planted two hooves on her face.

Fluttershy had been waiting for this.
She gave Rainbow Dash a long, tender kiss.
A pair of yellow lips met a pair that were blue.
Each soft lip parted to let wet tongues through.
Pinpricks tingled beneath her coat.
A hungry growl built in Fluttershy's throat.
She gave Rainbow Dash a playful bite.
“Now, get on the bed. ...That is, if that's all right.”

Rainbow Dash did just as her friend said.
She sprawled herself out upon Fluttershy's bed.
Fluttershy took a breath as she looked upon the mare
from her sleek cyan curves to her chromatic hair.
Soft yellow wings spread, and left her no doubt.
She wanted to rut this mare, inside and out.

It would sound too aggressive to say Fluttershy pounced,
but when she 'alighted' on the bed, the bed bounced.
Rainbow Dash breathlessly gasped, “Woah, nelly!”
as Fluttershy wrapped her rear legs around her belly.

The yellow mare hummed like a meadow lark
as her hooves gently tickled Dash's cutie mark.
Her blue friend nickered and squirmed beneath.
She nipped at Fluttershy's tail with her teeth.
Dash gave her pink tail a few playful yanks.
The yellow mare gasped and squeezed Dash's flanks.

The sticky scent of arousal filled the air
as Fluttershy straddled the sky-colored mare.
She looked down with a grin; Rainbow's blossom had flowered.
Ponies eat flowers—Fluttershy devoured.

“Oh, holy—nyyyuh!” Rainbow said with a start.
'Shy may not make good clouds, but she had this down to an art.
Fluttershy's lips massaged, her tongue brushed and flit
across Rainbow Dash's swollen wet clit.

Dash moaned and her hips started to buck
as Fluttershy gave her nub a suck.
The prismatic pegasus threw her head back.
Her eyes squeezed shut as her jaw went slack.

Fluttershy varied her rhythm—one long stroke, then a flick.
Dash's hoof slipped off the bed with an unconscious kick.
The yellow mare nibbled the Best Young Flier of Equestria,
who cried out hoarsely, “Ohh, sweet Celestia!”

Fluttershy could feel her friend go rigid and tight.
Rainbow Dash was close to the edge, all right.
She pressed a yellow hoof against Dash's abdomen
and changed up her tempo once again.

Flicker, flicker, stroke, and that was enough.
Rainbow's lungs emptied in an ecstatic puff.
Her wings flared ramrod-straight,
arching her back beneath her mate.
Her legs stretched outwards as far as they would go.
She screamed loudly, "Ahh, ahh... Ooooohhh!"

Fluttershy only let her friend rest for a moment.
She was finding it difficult to be very patient.
She grinned wildly. “If it's all right with you,
I hope that you're ready for round two.”

She swung her hindleg over Dash's thigh
and pressed her hips against her friend's with a sigh.
Loins pressed against one another for all they were worth.
The pegasi started rocking their hips back and forth.
Soft fleshy lips made wet sticky noises
accompanied by moans in the two ponies' voices.

Fluttershy felt a familiar warm glow
in the pit of her stomach starting to grow.
She breathed deeply as she rocked her hips.
She closed her eyes and licked her lips.
'Shy could still taste Dash's sharp flavor.
She was glad she'd been bold enough to ask her this favor.

As she thrust forward, yellow wings beat the air,
whipping gusts of wind through her long pink hair.
Several strands blew across her face.
She lifted a hoof to tuck them back into place.

Rainbow Dash bucked hard and grinned.
'Shy lost the concentration to defend her mane against the wind.
She dropped her hooves to steady herself.
Her wingbeats knocked a picture off a nearby shelf.

Every beat of her wings lifted her into the air.
Between the beats, gravity drove her into the blue mare.
Heat spread through Fluttershy's body like a fire.
It leapt into her wings, driving her even higher.

She felt her head touch the ceiling.
Every feather she had was tingling.
Rainbow Dash hung below her upside-down.
With the noise she made, it was good they were at the edge of town.
Rainbow sucked a ragged breath in.
“Dear Celestia,” she gasped, “I'm c-coming again!”

Vertigo swam around Fluttershy's head.
Her wingbeats erratic, she lowered them both to the bed.
The way she was beginning to swoon,
Fluttershy could tell she too would climax soon.

She squeezed her eyes shut and chewed on her lip.
She felt Rainbow go stiff as a board against her hip.
The sudden jolt pushed Fluttershy over the edge.
Ecstasy struck the yellow mare like a sledge.

Fluttershy curled forward as her muscles contracted.
Not that Rainbow noticed—she was similarly distracted.
A bead of sweat glistened on Fluttershy's cheek
as she uttered Equestria's tiniest, purest squeak.

It was a long time before the mares could move once more.
Even then, they laid still until there was a knock at the door.
Fluttershy's ears perked up as she lifted her head.
“Who could that be?” the pink-maned pegasus said.

Rainbow wrapped her hooves around her. “No, stay.
Maybe if we stay quiet, they'll go away.”
Fluttershy paused to consider this for a minute or four.
Such a tactic had certainly worked for her before.

The door knocked again, and Fluttershy shook her head.
“It's not nice to keep them waiting,” she said, rolling off of the bed.
She made it three steps before tripping over her hoof.
Her legs buckled beneath her. “Oh my... oof!”
Fluttershy tumbled onto the floor.
Her legs were too wobbly to walk anymore.

Fluttershy blew her mane out of her face. “Oh dear.”
She giggled, “Rainbow, would you mind helping me out, here?”

Rainbow said, “What makes you think I can help you?
I'm all limp and wobbly, too!”

The yellow mare apologized, “I'm sorry, I just thought
the Best Young Flier would be quicker on the recovery... I guess not.”

Rainbow Dash opened one eye.
Was she getting lip from Fluttershy?
She rolled over and spread her wings in the air
and fluttered unsteadily over to the yellow mare.

With a few more stumbles between the two mares,
they made it out of the bedroom and back down the stairs.
'Shy rested her hoof on the door with a contented sigh,
then pushed it open to reveal Pinkie Pie.

“Fluttershy!” she greeted, “And Rainbow Dash, too!
I've got a couple party invitations for you!”

“A party?” Fluttershy asked.

Pinkie nodded. “That's right!
In Applejack's barn, at seven thirty tonight!”

“Uh, Pinkie,” Dash said, “does Applejack know it's in her barn?”

Pinkie thought for a moment. “...Oh, darn.”

Pinkie Pie rubbed a hoof on her chin.
Then her face split into a wide grin.
“Applejack is next to get an invite, anyway.
I'll ask her then if we can use her barn today!”

Rainbow Dash perked up. She stretched out a wing.
“Mind if I come with? AJ was gonna lend me something.
That is, unless,” she said, pausing at the door,
“Fluttershy, did you need anything more?”

The yellow pegasus gave a smile sweet and wide.
“No, Rainbow Dash, I'm quite satisfied.
Go on ahead, if you want, and have fun.
I have a little cleanup to get done.”

“Well, if that's it,” Pinkie said, “then let's go!”
She cantered out the door, followed by Rainbow.
“We're off to Sweet Apple Acres next.
By the way, Dashie, you smell just like sex!”

Rainbow Dash grinned sheepishly. “Heh, you're right.
I'll go find a raincloud real quick. Hang tight!”
The blue winged pegasus shot off into the air.
She came back a minute later with soggy, damp hair.
She shook herself off, whipping water droplets to and fro.
“Alright, Pinkie, I'm ready to go!”