Silverstream's Fetish

by DarkJester

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Silverstream, Porn, Comedy
Length: 1520

Silverstream is REALLY into Stairs.

Silverstream gets it on with some stairs. Literally.

(While this is very much a clopfic, it was written more for comedic purposes than anything)

Published 2018-04-13 17:30:07 UTC
Last updated 2018-04-13 17:30:07 UTC

A different kind of stairway to heaven

Author's Note

If you see any glaring spelling errors, please let me know. Thanks and enjoy!

A different kind of stairway to heaven

Silverstream stood on the precipice of that ascending stairway, gazing down upon each cracked and molded step with a splendor no creature thought possible for such dilapidated masonry. Giddily, she splayed herself across the ancient stairs; the jagged, cold stone steps pressing firmly into her back and wings. “Ahhh... it’s just as great as I imagined it,” She declared, sighing pleasantly.

She reveled in the splendor of the fine craftsmanship for a few moments longer before flipping back around and nuzzling along one of the steps, chirping with delight. “So smooth, so firm,” She admired.

The nuzzling lead to an even more intimate affair, as before long she had slipped her tongue out and was unabashedly licking along the ridge of one of the steps; leaving a long trail of saliva in her wake. “You like that, yes? I bet you want inside me now, don’t you?”

There was no response from the lifeless stairway.

She smirked, slapping the same, saliva-coated step playfully. “You’re a naughty boy… Luckily for you, I like naughty boys.” Eagerly, she stood up, lifted her tail, and proceeded to align the vertex of one of the middle steps with the folds of her sex. “Get ready, I’m going down on you now!” She forewarned, before thrusting herself firmly against the hard, angled surface. A sharp gasp escaped her beak in response to the sensation, and she wasted no time grinding against the cleft stone lodged between her parted folds. “It seems you’ve been needing this for a while now, haven’t you?”

The inanimate stone remained silent.

While the grinding was a pleasant sensation, it was not nearly enough to satisfy her cravings, and thus she trailed a claw down across her stomach and thighs until she reached that sensitive little nubbin at the tip of her slit. She stroked it gently, yet even with such a light caress, it was still enough to elicit a shudder from the aroused hippogryph. After a few firm, circular strokes, she arched her back as her wings began to swell with arousal. “Someone’s a quick learner I see,” She praised, giggling with delight.

As her pleasure grew, so did a familiar heat within her, and she stoked her fiery libido by putting those massaging talons of hers to work fingering her needy, dripping pussy. “Mmmmm… You’re so good at this, where have you been all my life!?” She asked, her voice shaky now.

Again the inert rock was mute.

Before long, her ministrations had increased to a fever pitch as the steps beneath her trembling body becoming damp with the runoff from her leaking cunt. Her wings, now fully erect, flexed in tandem with the rhythmic grinding against the unyielding stone and the thrusting of her talons. Feeling herself beginning to peak, she announced, “I think I’m getting close now...” before instinctively closing her eyes and lolling her head back as that torrid heat spread out across her entire body.

The buildup to her climax was grueling, as every time she thrust her talons into that tight little hole of hers, it felt as if she was going to explode, yet every time it fell just short of giving her that sweet release. “Come on… you can do it… Just a little more...” She encouraged her partner, but who was unresponsive to her plight. Taking matters into her own claws, she stood up just enough to create a small gap between her swollen folds and the slickened step beneath before thrusting herself back down with all the strength she could muster. The impact reverberated throughout her entire body, triggering at long last an orgasm unlike any she had ever experienced before. “Aaaahhhh!!!” She screamed with rapture as her entire body was racked with an unrivaled pleasure that pulsated across every inch of her quivering frame. It was so intense that it even caused her pussy to clench tightly around her thrusting talons, trapping them inside as she squirted all over them and the steps beneath.

Her orgasm may have only lasted a moment, but it felt like an eternity to her, and once it had ended, she collapsed on the stairs as her talons slid limply from her now-dripping cunt and her wings folded shut against her back. Despite how exhausted she was, she could not contain her jubilation as she showered her companion with praise. “You did good there. Really, really good…” She lauded, chirping with delight.

The dormant mineral remained apathetic to the end.

“Wow,” A familiar voice intervened, piercing right through the haze surrounding the hippogryphs euphoric state-of-mind and causing her to leap to her feet with a start. Anxiously, she turned her head in the direction of the voice, only to notice to her chagrin her five friends staring at her in an utterly mortified manner.

Smolder, the dragon responsible for startling her was uncomfortably rubbing the back of her head frills as she spoke, “So, yeah, we get it, you really like stairs…”

Silverstream, realizing the awkward situation she had just put herself into, blushed profusely. “Er… oopsie, I got a little carried away there, didn’t I?” She asked, a comically large sweatdrop forming on the rim of her brow.

“I’ll say….” Gallus responded apprehensively.

“Yes well… ahem,” The hippogryph cleared her throat before continuing, “Those snacks Sandbar brought back with him aren’t going to eat themselves, are they?” She was now very eager to have her friend’s attention elsewhere.

Her inquiry snapped Sandbar out of his stupor as he was suddenly reminded of what he had just brought back from Sugarcube corner. “Yes. Yes! Snacks! Plenty of snacks to go around! Dig in, every creature!”

The others quickly forgot about their friend’s lewd display in face of tasty treats and surrounded the snack cart, allowing Silverstream to promptly collect herself as she sighed with relief. After a moment of quiet reflection over the amazing sex she just had with those magnificent stairs, she proceeded to sensually stroke one of the steps as she whispered, “Don’t worry about them, they just don’t get you like I do.” She leaned in and gave the stone masonry a gentle, albeit seductive kiss. “Regardless, I really enjoyed myself, and I hope you did too. See you later!” With that, she turned away and joined up with her friends as they gobbled up those tasty treats.

A very tiny pebble breaking off one of the cracks in the stairs was its only response.

-------- A week later --------

Gallus glanced around the room that Sandbar had picked out for their recreational activity for the evening as he noticed a few vacant seats. “Where’s Silverstream?” He asked.

“Silverstream was going to take nap, she said. She was apparently up most of the night studying for that test we had,” Smolder explained before returning to chugging on her juice box.

“I see… And Ocellus?”

“She mentioned something about a ‘prior engagement’,” Sandbar chimed in as he stopped the juice cart in front of Yona. “She didn’t give any details though.”

“Huh....” He pondered, rubbing his chin curiously. “I wonder what she’s up to…”

-------- Elsewhere --------

Silverstream flew into her dormitory on tired wings and landed on the floor, yawning deeply. “Why did I put off studying until the very last possible minute?” She complained. “ Now I’m going to miss all the fun my friends are having.” With a sigh, she trotted over to her bunk bed, eager for the warm embrace of her pillow, only to be stopped in her tracks as she noticed something strange in the corner of the room. She rubbed her weary eyes, thinking her fatigued mind was playing tricks on her, but still, the object remained. It was a wooden staircase, or rather, two steps worth of a staircase, and a seemingly extravagant one at that. Wherever they came from, she could not even begin to speculate, but their architecture left little room for doubt as to their authenticity. She also noticed a note resting on the bottom step and trotted closer to pick it up, reading it aloud, “Since you like stairs so much, I pulled a few strings and got you some steps of your very own. I hope you enjoy! -- Ocellus.” Silverstream glanced from the note to the stairs, then back to the note again, then back to the stairs again, before her entire face lit up with joy. “Awesome!!!!” She exclaimed as she hugged the wooden framework between her arms. Her weariness seemed to melt away in face of this rather wondrous gift, and she immediately began to massage the comely steps with her talons, marveling at the fine craftsmanship that certainly must have gone into them. “I can’t wait to get you inside of me,” She whispered lustfully before leaning in and kissing the bottom step passionately.

She must have been more tired than she thought because she could have sworn she heard Ocellus’s voice respond to her through the woodwork.