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              Duchess Duvet's Instant Estrous              
                     -by Sparky Brony-                     
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               Alcohol and Fillies Don't Mix               
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Alcohol and Fillies Don't Mix
The history of Equestria was a long one, starting with the discovery of the land by the tribes approximately one thousand seven hundred seventy-six years ago. In that time, many species had walked the land. There were of course the ponies, but also horses, zebras, griffons, chimeras, minotaurs, dragons, perytons, kelpies, hydras, breezies, camels, donkeys, yaks, changelings, and more. But in all of the storied centuries of Equestrian history, a certain recent event, nay, arrival, stood out as completely unique. The creature had come from no mythology, no stories, no undiscovered land. It was a funny thing, like a monkey, but bigger, or a gorilla, but smaller. And it walked on only two legs.
It was peculiar there had been only one human to appear in the world of colorful equines. Badly injured when the deer of the Everfree found him, they had sent him to Ponyville when his medical needs exceeded what they had been able to provide. He spent many moons unconscious on the border between life and death. Once he had fully regained consciousness, he had told them of his world, a world of technology and fantastic feats of his fellow humans. Surprisingly, he had been able to pick up the language of the ponies rather easily, although he spoke with a distinct, utterly unique accent, for he could not make the proper clicks and trills, although he was still understandable to them. He had even tried teaching them some of his native language, a weird, guttural thing with way too many very similar sounds in many places and manners ill suited for equine lips.
They had eventually settled on a mutually agreeable plan. He would do as she had done long ago when she needed a fresh start and some friends. They had boarded a flying chariot together, and upon landing in Ponyville, he took to living in the princess’s castle.
That state of affairs did not last long, despite Twilight’s lamentations that she wanted him to be as close as possible so she could study him around the clock.
It took less than a week for the human, named Jake, to move out. It wasn’t much of a surprise to anyone but the princess. She couldn’t understand why anyone would want to actively get out of education and contributing to science. Okay, so her experiments weren’t always ethical – she was fond of messing with his diet and sleep routines just to see how he’d respond, for example, and her idea of a brief lesson involved six hour lessons on obscure historical figures, sometimes quoting entire passages in the original Old Ponish.
It was for the sake of his sanity and survival that he made a point of moving out.
Fortunately, the residents of Ponyville were a helpful, cheery lot. A mare named Pinkie Pie was all too happy to have the human around and soon set him up with a job at the local confectionary. At first, his present half killed business, but week by week, he built up trust. It went from a situation that his face could clear the street to now it was like he’d known them their entire lives after not too many months of contact. Friendships, parties, getting acquainted with everyone did take a while, but in the end it did all work out.
There was one little pony who seemed to like him a lot in particular. Her name was Scootaloo, and she bore the sad distinction of being a pegasus who was unable to fly. However, that did not matter to Jake, and she soon found a fast and steadfast friend in the peculiar alien, even if he talked funny and wore shoes that didn’t require being nailed into the bottoms of his feet. And one particular day, something happened that gave their friendship and entirely unexpected, yet highly pleasant new dimension.
It all started one morning after a grueling shift at work, when the orange pegasus came across the human sprawled out asleep, still fully clothed.
He was awakened with a snort, a glance showed him that the sun is nearly down, he shook his head hard, what woke him up so early after falling asleep? The answer appeared with a repeat to the knock to the door.
“Mrph. Wha?”
The only response was more taps at the door.
He rolled his eyes as he levered himself off the sofa. Briefly regretting how comfortable he was, he kicked his shoes away from the door as he leaned to pull it open. “Twilight, I’m tired tonight, can we do this another day… Wait, you aren’t Twilight.”
The filly standing before him smiled, her tail waving from side to side happily. “Hiya, Jake. Sweetie Belle had to go off with Rarity, Apple Bloom has Spike over at her house because Princess Twilight is off on one of her friendship missions. And I’m bored.”
Jake looked back into his home. She had visited him when Rainbow had been over, partially to be in the aura of her hero, but also she seemed to actually like him. This was not the first time she’d visited when her other friends were busy.
“You could go home?”
“And deal with my aunts? No! Besides, I don’t think they’ll approve of what I’m planning.”
“What are you planning, Scootaloo?”
In response, she nosed into her saddle bags and pulled out a bottle in her teeth. After presenting it for a few moments, she tucked it under a wing. “I swiped it from Rarity before her and Sweetie Belle took off.”
“You know you shouldn’t steal.”
She pushed past him into the house. “I’ll give Sweetie the bits when I get home. I have a cutie mark, so I’m a mare, but I still am too young to buy booze.”
As the filly put the bottle on the coffee table, he reached over and picked it up. The bottle was half full of an amber liquid. He opened it and sniffed. “Whew, that’s strong.” He looked at the label, it takes a bit for him to puzzle out the crazy pony script.
She smirked over her shoulder. “Take a hit.” She jumped onto the sofa, stumbling a bit.
He takes another whiff, he swears the smell has his nose hairs curling. He looked at the label, a frown forming on his face as he tried to decipher the crazy pony wingdings script on bottle, which reminded him of Arabic, just more rounded. Is this brandy?”
“It’s Armanegnac, Rarity loves the stuff; she’s got like five bottles.”
He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a couple of glasses. He set them on the table. “If we are going to drink purloined booze, we are going to do it like Rarity, in style. And I’m not trading spit with you.”
Scootaloo chuckled as he pours three fingers for her, and copied the motion for his own cup. She tossed back her drink, “You are a cool guy, Jake. For a human.”
He shook his head, the freedom normally allowed to kids here in Ponyville was actually quite shocking to him. It was something about them discovering themselves, learning what makes them special. So they can get their cutie marks. Something every one of these ponies have, with the exception of the children. Though a few months before, Scootaloo and her friends had all gotten theirs at the same time. Jake was certain that she had had her first taste of alcohol right after that.
She burped softly and nosed into her saddle bag. She pulled out a second bottle and sat it down on the table. The big red x over the blue pony on the label gets his attention. “What’s that?”
She glanced at the label, trying to focus her eyes. “I dunno.” She slured softly. “It must be special, it’s marked for mares only.” She traced a hoof over the label. “And Rarity must think it’s special, she kept it above the rest of the booze, so it’s really top shelf stuff,” she giggled
Jake shrugged as he watched her pull the cork from the bottle and pour a generous shot over the remaining brandy in her glass. She grabs it and tosses all of it back. She purses her lips, “That was sour.” She stuck her tongue out for a moment. Then she smiles. “I’ll try a second hit without the brandy.”
He poured a second shot for himself as she pours some more. She picked up the cup, swirling the liquid around a few times, she sucks it down. She drops the cup and gags a bit. “Okay, I think I liked it better with the brandy.”
He chuckled as he grabbed her cup and refilled it. “I think we should stick to this.”
She nods and took a swig, this time smacking her lips appreciatively. “That’s so much better.”
Over the next hour or so, the pony and the human finished killing the rest of the bottle. Finally he picked up the now empty bottle and tottered over to the trash can. He deposited the bottle into the can, mentally making sure to pony up some bits for Rarity. He’d rather take the rap for the swiped liquor than the young filly. He turned back and had to stop for a moment. She’d curled up into a tiny ball, her eyes closed, tail over her muzzle. Her barrel is rising and falling in the deep cadence of sleep. After watching utter cuteness for a few moments, he stumbled into his bedroom and grabbed a comforter. He made it back to the living room and wrapped it around the sleeping pegasus. He took a moment to watch her as he snuggled into the blanket before turning back towards his bedroom. He closed the door and stripped off his shirt. His jeans joined the shirt on the floor as he collapsed onto the bed. His last thought before sleep claimed him is that the room was spinning rather fast for his taste.
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Jake moaned softly as she touched his cheek. He’d missed his girlfriend, feeling her body press into his, he wraps his arms around her, his nostrils flared to inhale her scent. “Oh, Mia.” He moaned softly has he rubs his hands along her sides, tracing the bumps of her ribs along her ribcage, he takes a finger and traces the outline of her breast. It’s been a long time since they made love.
Jake froze. Mia isn’t in Equestria -- who was kissing him? He opened his eyes slowly, wincing at the too bright sunrise lighting up his room. An orange face was there. Her eyes were closed as her tongue tried to tease his mouth open.
“Scootaloo, what the hell.” He shouts after pushing her away from him.
She flinches as her eyes open. Her cheeks color as she looks around wildly and focuses on him. “I was having such a great dream, then you were there.” She glanced around. “How did I end up in here?”
Jake paused, looking at the half open door. “I guess you came in here in your sleep. Go back to the couch.”
“Nuh uh.” She moaned, slipping from his grip to curl up against his chest. “Nice and warm… Oh my gooosh this niiiiiice…!” She’s claimed him like a cat! He sighed as he laid his head back down on the pillow. He guessed this wasn’t bad. He wrapped an arm protectively around her as he allowed the oblivion of sleep to claim him once again.
Jake's eyes opened with a gasp; he was not being kissed, but he’s certainly feeling some pleasure. He looked down, his sheets are bunched down at the bottom of the bed, and he’s lying on his back. But the source of pleasure is the small pegasus rubbing the frog of her hoof along his boxers. “Scootaloo!” he shouted, which got a flinch from her.
“Good morning, Jake,” she said, then resumes playing with him through the thin cotton.
He picked her up with a squeak and marched out to the living room. As he turns back towards his room, he shouts out, “Not for playing with!” He only paused long enough to grab some cargo shorts from his dresser and he pulled them on quickly. Though it takes a moment to adjust his boner, since the filly had gotten it ready to go. The distinct lack of sex here has made such boners rather hard to get rid of without rubbing one out quickly. He didn’t dare with company over.
“Jake!” He ran back to the living room, skidding to a stop, her sitting on the couch, a bottle held in her hooves and tears slowly leaking from her eyes.
“That’s the bottle from last night, you said for mares only…”
“Yeah. I must have swiped a few too many sips before I grabbed the bottles. My aunts don’t expect me home until tomorrow night, so I thought I might enjoy some more. But then I got a good look at the label.” She presented the bottle to the human.
“Scoots, I can sign my name and recognize Twilight’s signature; I’m a functional illiterate in your language.”
She nodded slowly before turning the label so she can read it. “Duchess Duvet's instant estrous.” She sniffles a bit, “For a romantic and fun filled weekend with your special somepony.”
“Instant heat?”
“They talked about it in school, they didn’t quite convey just how overpowering it is.”
He noded slowly, he had taken some of the single makes advice during the spring and made himself scarce when the majority of mares were in heat. Unattached stallions tended to end up in herds, and dads, fairly quickly if they were caught by unattached mares during heat. “Does that stuff actually make you fertile?”
“All of the best parts of your estrous, without the swelling for the next eleven months.”
Jake shook his head. “Maybe you should head home, your aunts might have something to help you with this.”
“I’ve never been in heat before!” she wails. Then she collapsed onto the couch, sobbing.
Jake stood there for several minutes, watching her cry, finally he reached down and picked her up, cradling her to his chest as he sits down himself. She shuddered as the tears wrack her form. As she cries, she reaches up and wraps her forehooves around his shoulders. Finally the sobs subsided. She laid against his chest for a long time. He shifted a bit for comfort, but kept her close.
She started running a hoof along his chest. “You have hair on your chest…”
“Mh hmm.”
She lifted her head, purple eyes looking at him. “You know you are beautiful?”
He found his face flushing. “Thank you, Scootaloo.”
She giggled, “No need to be formal with me. I’ve visited a few times. Heck, this isn’t the first time I’ve stayed the night at your place.”
“Yeah, but the last time was with Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom here.”
She looked at her hoof, still stroking along his chest. “It was nice. Especially when I fell asleep on top of you. You are nice and warm.”
He looked down, her small wings were extended and quivering slightly. She moves to bring her face closer. “I really like you, Jake.”
He looked at the door, then back at the filly. “I like you too, Scootaloo.”
Purple eyes look into brown for several long moments. Finally, she reached her head forward, her lips puckered for a kiss. Jake pushed her away, holding her up bodily as she strains to reach him. She whined softly and her wings buzzed as she struggled in his grip.
“I think the potion is affecting you now, Scoots.”
She squirmed and tries to get closer to him. “Please?”
He shook his head. “Scootaloo, you are twelve. Way too young for me.”
“You aren’t that much older than me.”
“Six years is enough for it to be illegal.”
“Please, I won’t try to kiss you again. Please just hold me.” She unleashed the puppy dog eyes at him, complete with trembling lower lip. Jake rolled his eyes and sets her down on his chest, she may be a little pony, but she’s heavy. His arms screamed in relief as she landed on his chest. “What do you mean illegal?”
“Have you heard of age of consent?”
She cocks her head to the side. “Dude, you are in Equestria. Since you are talking law, I’ve never heard of age of consent. Once upon a time fillies got married once their marks appeared. To us it’s a sign of maturity and nopony would say anything if we did it. If I want to, and you want to. And I know you want to. We can.”
He found himself sighing, “Scootaloo, you still live with your aunts, you don’t have a job, you don’t support yourself, you are too young.”
“But I want to.”
That got a chuckle from him. “I think it’s the potion talking.” He frowns as he thinks. “How long is that potion supposed to last?”
“I dunno, I’ll check.” She squirmed a bit and when he lets her go, she leaps off his chest. He rubs where she launched herself from as she picks up the bottle. One problem though, her rear was facing him, her tail aving back and forth, giving him an eyeful. He leaned back as she mumbled, reading through the fine print on the bottle. “Let’s see here. One ounce for one day of delightfully hot fun, three for that fun to extend into the night.” She looks over her shoulder at him, “How much did I drink?”
Jake screws his eyes shut, trying to pierce through the haze of the alcohol from the previous night, “I think maybe six shots? You had three with the brandy, and then three on their own. But you coughed up a bit, so maybe five total?”
“Five? Oh no. Look at this.” Her wings buzz as she leaps over to him. She took the bottle close and uses a hoof to trace out the words. “Warning: Do not mix with alcohol, may enhance the effects or even extend the effect well beyond the intended time frame.” She looks up at him with wide eyes, “enhanced effects? Does that mean I’m going to be super… what is the word? When you really want sex?”
Jake sat there for a moment “I think the word you are looking for is horny.”
That got a giggle from her. “Horny. Like a unicorn, funny. Yeah, I can say, I’m super horny.” She reaches over, in the intervening time, his earlier wood had abated. Though a few strokes from her has little Jake waking up all over again. “Are you sure you don’t want to?”
“Scootaloo, you are too young. And stop that.”
“Does it feel good?” She purred softly, running her fetlock over a completely renewed stiffy in his shorts.
He closed his eyes at the burst of pleasure, but he opens them wide as he remembers who is doing the pleasuring. Then he gapes, she’s managed to turn around, her tail off to the side, giving him full view of everything. And to his shock, it winked at him, her clitoris extending out, causing him to throb and twitch a bit under her touches. “I can tell you like what you see.” She moves over and lowers herself onto his lap. This time he could feel her wink against him. That got a moan of pleasure from him. He screwed up his face, and she yelped as he picked her up. He deposited her on the floor as he quickly hurries into his room. “Scootaloo, we can’t.”
It was only a matter of seconds before the door knob started to rotate. In desperation, he plonked down in front of the door. He felt the door press against his back.
“Oh, come on!” Scootaloo growls, her voice muffled by the door between them.
“No, Scootaloo.”
“Jake, please? I know you will enjoy it.”
Jake looked down at his crotch. “Traitor,” he says softly, thumping his erection.
He felt the door move slightly, bumping up against his back. She was pushing pretty hard; she’s less than half his size, and she wa very nearly pushing him aside. He could hear her grunting in effort. Finally the pressure eased and he can hear an audible thump as she sits down.
“When is the last time you had sex?” the young mare calls out.
“What do you know about sex?”
She let out an exaggerated sigh. “I’ve seen it before. Snips had a spell to play back a recording on a crystal. Almost every filly and colt at school has seen it. It showed a pegasus and a unicorn having sex. They looked like they were having fun.”
He squeezed his eyes closed. “Yes, it is very fun, but you aren’t ready.”
“I know I haven’t had my first heat yet. But I’ve got my cutie mark. I want to, and I know you want to.”
“It’s the potion talking. It would be me taking advantage of you. It’s wrong.”
“What if I want to be taken advantage of?”
“Please, Scootaloo, leave me alone.”
“Fine. I’ll leave you alone for a while. Maybe I can masturbate, make some of this pressure go away.”
“Good idea,” he murmured softly, unzipping his shorts. His cock sprang out when he tugged on his boxers. He grasped it gently, suppressing the desire to moan. He didn’t want the filly on the other side of the door to know. been a long time for him, since before he came to Equestria. He remembered a time Rainbow Dash was zonked out on his couch, sprawled out on her back, her tail covering nothing. He stopped for a moment, he’s finding the ponies sexy now. He reached back in his memory, Mia, he misses her more than words can describe. She had a few extra pounds on her, but her breasts. Dear God, her breasts. He found himself stroking himself harder, his breathing accelerating. He remembered kissing along Mia’s belly, running his hands down and pulling off her panties. He always loved that feeling of her lifting her rear a bit to allow him to expose her sex. He always knew she was into it when that happened. In his two years with her, she’d had it shaved bald, she’s kept it trim, and when they first had sex, she had a full bush. He remembered her smell, unknowingly accelerated his strokes, unconsciously humping his hips against his hand.
Soft squishing sounds penetrated his reverie. Apparently the filly had found something to satisfy herself. Her moans of pleasure were exceedingly distracting. He tried to remember that first thrust into Mia. He played with her lips with his cock, feeling how wet she was, how ready she was. He squeezed down hard as he remembered pushing into her. He had looked up into her eyes as he fully entered her. The love, the lust there. Close. He opened his eyes, glancing down, his cock is engorged, ready to blow. How long since he’s rubbed one out? A week? Two? He’s been busy, not really able to devote much time for this. He closed his eyes as he heard Scootaloo moaning louder. He envisions what she’s probably doing right now. Playing with herself. Running a hoof along that beautiful little cunny. In his mind’s eye, he watched it wink. With a loud groan, he released, opening his eyes as he watched thick strings of cum fly. His eyes clouded with pleasure as he continued cumming. String after string of cum splatters onto the floor. Finally, he’s done.
“Wow…” He’s left a gob of cum against his bed, a good six feet away from the door. He looks down at his now softening penis. While the first couple of spurts had gotten some really good distance, the rest had landed on his shorts and underwear. He shook his head as he stripped them off. He leaned his head back against the door, utter silence greets his ears. Perhaps she’s masturbated herself into oblivion? He levers himself up, his feet rather unsteady. Then he stopped. While he mostly masturbated to his memories of Mia, he had cum to visions of Scootaloo.
“Wow.” Come’s Scootaloo’s voice. Getting Jake to jump and turn around. Her eyes focus on him, well, a very specific part of him. “So, that’s what it looks like. But it was bigger earlier.” He covers his manhood with his hand, using the other to grab his boxers. She walks slowly towards him, “You don’t need to hide it from me, Jake.”
“Yes, I do.”
“Why is it smaller now? You clopped, too. You know you didn’t need to.” She glanced around. “Wow, you got range, even more than the stallion in the crystal. I would love to have felt that.” She leaned her face forward, mere inches from the large gob of spunk clinging to his blanket on the bed.
“No, don’t.” He groaned as her tongue darted out and brushes it. She leaned forward and ran her lips along the blanket, drawing the entire gob into her mouth. She smacks her lips appreciatively, she makes a show of running it around in her mouth with a slight smile.
She exaggerated a swallow, smiling up at him. “I’d like to taste that again.” He knew he resembled a beet just then.
“I thought you masturbated. You feeling better?”
“It relieved the pressure a bit, but I’m still in heat.” She stopped and squeezed her rear legs together again. “I want that cock of yours.”
“Wow, such language.” He looked down, still naked, holding his boxers in one hand, the other over his parts.
She sat down with an audible squish. “Well, I’m going to get another peek as you get your clothes on. Might as well just show me.”
“Scootaloo.”
She stomped a forehoof onto the floor. “Colts my age are interested in their talents, in flying, in doing all kinds of other things. They aren’t all that interested in me. Though I know Rumble has his eyes on Sweetie Bell. But I don’t think I could distract him. I could see if I could have Applejack’s brother mount me, but he’s enormous. I want you, Jake. Please?” Her purple tail curls around her forelegs, her eyes are wide and she trembles her bottom lip just a bit. “It’s just today and tomorrow. I may not know much about it, but I’m a quick learner.”
Jake stopped there, looking at the pegasus. “That is weaponized cuteness, you know that, Scootaloo.” He stops and shakes his head. “I can’t believe I’m actually considering this. Scootaloo, you could get in trouble. I could get in a lot of trouble. What would the rest of Ponyville think if I did that with you.”
“They wouldn’t care, Jake.”
“You are twelve, Scootaloo. You are a kid.”
“So? You aren’t forcing yourself on me. I’m literally begging for you to mount me. I want you to rut me silly, I want to feel you release inside me. And I think… I think being jizzed in would maybe relieve this. Mature mares who have nopony to love during Heat have things called coolers that squirt inside them to imitate mating.” She glances at the bed. “Did you think about having sex with me when you jerked off?”
“No!” He shouted, blushing even deeper, the red creeping down his chest.
“Liar. You want me. I’m offering myself. There is no problem here.”
“What do mares do when they go through heat without a stallion around? I’ve noticed there are a lot more mares than stallions in Ponyville.”
“They herd together, a stallion or two for a half dozen mares. When all the mares are in season, the stallions keep very busy. Rarity has told Sweetie Bell, who told me, that there are potions for the stallions to make sure they can keep up with a lot of mares.”
“And mares without stallions?”
She frowns. “They have coolers.” At his blank look, she shrugs again. “It’s like a pony penis shape, mares use them on each other, it’s got a little mouth operated pump so the mare can feel like a stallion is unloading into her. It’s not all that fun, but it does help.”
“Where could I get you a cooler?”
That got a sly grin. “Ah, but then you’d have to use it on me.” She looks down pointedly. “You have all the right equipment right there, and it’s a hundred times better than any cooler.”
He shook his head. “I just masturbated, it takes a bit for me to be able to be ready again.”
She chuckled, “Well, I’ve watched a few videos on Snips little crystal. I think I can wake it up.”
He finally dropped his hands. “Are you sure? I know you are going to tell your friends.”
“Oh, you know I’m telling Apple Bloom and Sweetie Bell. But nopony will have a problem with you mounting me, not even Princess Twilight. Rainbow Dash has said she wonders what you are doing for sex. Since you haven’t mounted any of the mares here in Equestria. And she had made a pretty hard pass at you, and you ignored her. She thinks you are asexual.”
“She made a pass?”
“Remember when she stayed the night? She slept on her back, exposing herself for you. She was hoping you would wake her the best way. She thinks you are hot. And here I am breaking you in for her.”
“Back where I come from, started sex with someone unconscious is called rape. I haven’t even decided to mount anyone!” That was a pass from Rainbow Dash? Showing herself to him? Though she had been more touchy feely than usual that evening before she had crashed on the couch.
As he was thinking, Scootaloo had buzzed her wings and hopped up onto the bed. “Come here, please?”
He dropped his boxers on the floor. “I’m so going to a special level of hell for this.”

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Filly and Instant Estrous? What could go wrong?
Jake walked slowly to the bed. Scootaloo reclined as he approached, patting the blanket to beckon him closer. “Are you sure, Scootaloo?”
“I’ve seen the reel at school about changes to our bodies, and I’ve seen Snips’s video. I know what sex is. I don’t really know how to start, though. The stallion usually can rise just on command, right?” She watched as he lay down on the bed. “Okay, lie on your back. I saw how big it was earlier. I liked playing with it.”
Jake took a pillow up and put it behind his head. “I usually just wait a bit until I’m ready to go again.”
“I don’t want to wait.” She crawled on top of his chest, putting her forehooves on his shoulders. “But I want a kiss, first.”
He sighed in surrender as she brought her face towards his. Their lips met and her tongue quickly teased his mouth open. Her tongue invaded his mouth deeply. He gagged and pushed her away. She frowns, tears forming at her eyes. “I’m sorry.”
“You haven’t really kissed before, let me take the lead, okay?”
She nodded and puckered her lips. He looked at her for a moment, contemplating how cute she was. He put a hand to her cheek and brought his face closer. Her breath tickled his nose as he turned his head to the side a bit and once again their lips met. He teased her lips apart, running his tongue along her teeth, then meeting her tongue. Their tongues entwined as he ran his hands along her body, time stopped as they kissed, her weight on his chest was comforting, her tail waving back and forth, brushing up against his flaccid penis, but he felt her hair as it dragged around, her moisture brushing on him. Every so often, he felt her wink against him, her rear legs splayed to the side.
Finally, she pulled away, a string of saliva connecting their mouths as she grinned. “That was better than in my dreams.”
“In your dreams?”
She nodded. “I had a dream that you and I made love on a cloud.”
“How long have you been thinking of me like this, Scootaloo?”
“Does it matter?”
She lay her entire body on him, her head right under his chin. “I’ve been dreaming of you for months, Jake, after the first time the crusaders slept over at your house during that bad storm.”
He cast his mind back. “I remember that, seeing all of you so bedraggled after being out in the rain. You hadn’t gotten your marks yet, right?”
“Yeah. We got them a week later, that thing with Diamond Tiara.”
“Wait a moment, is that why you’ve been hanging around here so much?”
“I wanted you even before the potion. I was hoping it would happen sometime.” She lifted her head to look into his eyes. “I’m glad it happened. I want you to be my first, I’ve been hoping you would for a long time, but desperate times have called for desperate measures.”
“Did you arrange this?”
She blushed. “Would you still rut me if I said yes?”
He frowned. “Scootaloo. I’m not saying it would have changed anything, but maybe if you had waited, maybe we could have figured something out. I’m really tempted to say no.”
She pouted, “Please?”
He sighed, “I only said I was tempted. I can see what you are going through. But in the future, please, just come to me honestly. You don’t need an engineered excuse to visit me.”
She nodded enthusiastically as she hopped off him. “Well, kissing you didn’t wake him up. Let’s try something a little more direct.” She moved over where she was lying next to his side, her chin on his hip. “You smell so good.”
“Umm, thanks?”
She leaned forward and nuzzled his penis, getting a pleasurable gasp from him. She glanced up, then back. “You like?” She nuzzled him again, getting a bit of a twitch. “I wonder. The mare did this, and the stallion seemed to like it.” She extended her tongue and runs it along the length, getting a shudder from the human. She grinned. “I see you like. Let’s see what else I can do with my mouth.” She ran her tongue along his length again. She looks up at him. “Looks like you are going to be ready.”
He shuddered as she curled her tongue around the tip, getting electricity to spark all along his body. “Oh, yes. You like it. Hmmm, I wonder.” She opened her mouth and took half his length.
That got a gasp from him, followed shortly by “Don’t use your teeth.” She frowned, a very lewd look with her muzzle nearly buried in his pubes. She adjusted a bit and he relaxed back. “Yeah, like that.”
She bobbed up and down a bit, her eyes on him, watching his reactions. He lifted his head as she accelerated the bobbing, keeping good pressure with her lips, and keeping her teeth from scraping the sensitive skin. She locked her eyes with his. Finally she pulled up, releasing his cock with an audible pop. “I think you are hard now. Are you ready to rut me?”
He was only able to nod as she stood up, to turn around and stick her ass in the air. “Okay, I’m ready.”
He levered himself up on an elbow. She was standing there, her tail off to the side, winking furiously, yet her eyes were screwed shut.
“Scootaloo, what is going on?”
“I know the first time is going to hurt, so I’m ready for it.”
She squeaked as he picked her up and onto his chest as he flopped down on his back. He reached and touches her chin, directing her into a kiss. After she pulled away, completely breathless, hee smiled at her. “No, I want you to feel as much pleasure as I do. I’m not going to slam into you.”
“But, that’s how…”
He stopped her with a single finger to her lips. “I don’t care how they do it in porno. That’s all acting for the camera, not really real sex as it’s had in bedrooms. Let’s try something different. You are going to ride me.”
“How?”
“I’ll guide you.” She nodded as he helped her to where she was sitting on his crotch with her legs to the sides, her winking sex trapping his cock between them. She looked at the penis throbbing underneath her. He smiled, his heart racing. She ground a bit against him, getting a hiss of pleasure from him. “Okay, you lift up, and I’ll direct it into you.”
She nodded as she scrabbled her hooves a bit, but she finally lifted herself by putting her rear hooves on his hips. He gripped himself as she looked down, fascinated. “You direct how you want it. If it hurts too much, just pull off of me.”
She stuck out her tongue, looking at the cock nuzzling against her entrance. He felt the heat of her sex against the tip. She winked again and took a deep breath. “Oh…oh…oh…” She lowered herself. “Oh, so full.” “You aren’t as long as the stallions I’ve seen.” She panted, “But oh my Celestia, you are wider.” She bites her lower lip as she gets him about halfway in.
“So…tight, Scootaloo,” he murmured. He looked up at her. Her forelegs curled against her chest, so he reached out, and she put her forehooves in his hands. She smiled tremulously as she rocked a bit on his cock.
His eyes widenedd as she dropped the rest of the way onto him with a loud gasp. He gasps at the same time. “I took it, I took it all… I’m a mare, not a filly anymore...”
“Scoots,” he panted, “you can break something doing it that way.”
She looked down at their union. “Really?” She wobbled side to side. “Break?”
“Yeah, you can fracture a boner like a bone bone.”
“Ouch!”
“Yeah.”
She sat there, with him fully inside her for a few moments. “It feels nice, but how are you going to thrust like this? The stallion has to thrust.”
Jake shook his head. “This is all on you, Scoots. I can help a bit, but I’m trapped here.”
She nodded as she repositioned her hooves on his hips, “Okay, here I go.” She lifted herself a bit off of him, then back down. She gasped, looking at him. “Oh, wow.” She bounced again, then started to get into a rhythm, gasping as she rose and sighing as she dropped back down. Jake lay there, marinating in pleasure as she continued bouncing on him. Her pace was increasing as he moved his hands to her waist, holding her on and helping to direct her motions. He looked up at her, her eyes are screwed shut again, but in pleasure this time. The lewd squelching coming from their genitals only excited him more as she increased her pace.
“Oh, something’s happening,” she moaned as she impaled herself fully on him. She twitched and moaned loudly as her wings buzz and her entire body moved on him. Finally she collapsed forward onto him, her head ending up on the middle of his chest. She lay there for a few moments, breathing heavily. He reached down and pets her mane as she recovered. Finally, she looked at him. “That was better than any time masturbating.” Then her eyes narrowed. “You are still hard, you haven’t…” She looked down. “Cum yet?”
He shook his head. “My species takes a bit of effort. If you are done, that’s fine. This session is about you.”
That got an energetic shake of her head. “No, I have to feel you cum, I have to feel you explode inside me.” She struggled back up; she hadn’t moved enough and he was still inside her. He gasped as she started to bounce on him again. “You like it?”
He nodded as she increased her pace. “I want to feel you cum, Jake. Please, cum for me.” He nodded as she sped up a bit more, bouncing on him energetically. He was not going to last very long like this. He looked up at her. She looked very differently from a human woman bouncing on him. She even felt differently too. But different wasn’t bad. He found he was really liking this. Her sex winked when she bottomed out on him He thrusted in return into her. Getting happy gasps from her as she energetically bounced on him. It’s not too long before she’s shuddering her way through another orgasm, though this time she didn’t break her rhythm too badly and resumes quickly. “Oh dear Celestia, I don’t think I can keep going too much longer.”
“You…won’t…need…to…” He grunted a syllable at a time. He was really close, he could feel his balls drawing up, he’s going to explode again. With a gasp from him, Jake reached out and stopped her, fully impaled on him as he released load after load into her. She sat there, her wings vibrating as she moaned her own pleasure. Finally spent, he pulled her off of him and pulled her up to his chest as he rolled over onto his side. He lay there, panting, holding her closely, letting his mind just marinate in the pleasure. “Oh, Scoots, oh thank you.”
Both of them lay there, just enjoying the pleasure for a long time. It took a while for both of their breathing to normalize. Finally, she looked up at him. “That was good, wasn’t it?”
He was only able to nod and squeezed her tighter to him.
“Wanna do it again?”
“Again? Already?”
She nodded. “I wish I could feel that good all the time!” She stood up. “Oh, I’m a mess, aren’t I?”
“Yeah, you seem to have been leaking.” Indeed she has. Her rear, tail, and legs were now covered in a combination of pussy juices and jizz.. She squeaked as he picked her up. He tucked her against his hip as he walks towards the bathroom. She pouted for a moment, then she looked over, seeing his flaccid penis waving back and forth as he walked. She smacked it, looking up with a mischievous smile as he strode into the bathroom. He used an elbow to turn on the light and set her down on the floor. He reached over and turned on the taps. One thing he’s loved about this house is the enormous tub He had good pressure and the water started rapidly filling the basin. He tested the water temperature and adjusted it a bit. The mirror fogged over with steam as water reached the half way mark. Scootaloo put her forehooves on the edge as he pours in a capful of bubble bath. The tub was easily big enough for two full size ponies, so his frame fit in quite well, and he was pretty certain that the filly would fit with him as well. He looked down at Scoots as the foam spread across the surface of the water.
“Warm enough?”
She dipped a hoof into the water. “It’s pretty hot.”
He chuckled as he picked her up. “So are you, Scoots.” He cradled her to his chest as he eased himself into the water. She tensed as her tail drops in, and as he got comfortable in the tub, she had the hot water and suds flow over her. After a few moments, she melted against him with a content sigh. He reached up and rubs the soapy water into her coat, she purred softly as his fingers worked along her body. He reached over and grabs the shampoo and works it into her mane, enjoying the pleasured moans from her as he continued touching her. He knew after the vigorous fucking they’d just done, he needed a little bit of time to recharge. This was a very pleasant distraction for both of them. He squirted some more of the shampoo onto his hand and shifted a bit so she’s still above water when he turns her around. She lay there with her nose barely above water as he worked the shampoo into her tail, still enjoying just touching her.
“Jake, what are you doing back there?”
“Just making sure to clean you all over.” He paid special attention to that area, and soon she was squeaky clean back there. Though when he picked her up to flip her around to lay on his chest again, he found her cheeks have colored.
“Jake?”
“Mh hmm?”
She looked down and traced a hoof through the sparse hairs on his chest. “Did you like rutting me?”
This got him to cock his own head to the side. “Yes, why do you ask?”
“Well, you were my first time, and I know you’ve had sex before, you mentioned a girlfriend back on earth.” She stopped, her blush expanding. Even her ears had gone red. “But I want to make sure that you enjoyed sex with me. That I’m desirable to you.”
He reached out a hand to her cheek, which she nuzzled softly. “You want to know if I’m rutting you simply because you took that potion? Or am I doing it because I want to?”
She nods. He smiled at her. “Scootaloo, I always liked you, though you were too young. Hell, you still are too young for me. I started having sex pretty early, I was fourteen when I first had sex. I enjoy it, and being without during my time here in Equestria has been pretty hard.” She giggles. He nuzzled her nose to nose for a moment. “But you said there isn’t any law against it, and I’ve always thought you were the cutest of you three. I didn’t think you would be interested in me, and I had pretty much given up on sex for the rest of my life. But then you took that potion, you decided you wanted me. And I like sex with you.” He reached forward and pinched her snoot gently. “I wish I had known sooner. Maybe we could have figured something out.”
She looked down. “I’m sorry for forcing it that way.” She reaches her forehooves around his chest in a tight hug, “Once this stuff wears off, will you want to stay with me? Let me be your marefriend?”
He looked at her for a long time, her earnest face, her hopeful expression. Finally, he nodded. She squealed and reached her forehooves around his neck, hugging him even tighter. “Oh that’s wonderful! And we already know Rainbow Dash is interested in you, we can have so much fun together, in bed and out. Thressomes!”
“Hold on, hold on! Wait, Scootaloo. Rainbow Dash, too?”
“Of course, can’t have a herd with just one mare and one stallion.”
Jake frowned. He asked, “Herd?”
“Yeah. Ponies herd, didn’t you know that? Haven’t you watched some herds move around town?”
He nodsdd. “Yeah, but you want to be more formal than just a mare and coltfriend?”
“Yeah, I’m going to talk to my aunts about me moving in with you.”
His eyes widened. “Moving in? We just started.”
“Yeah, but I wanna spend more time with you.”
He reached forward and put a single finger on her lips, quieting her. “Scootaloo, this whole thing is new to me, why don’t we start this slow, just you and me?”
“I have no idea how I’m going to approach Rainbow anyway. But you know she’s interested in you. As least I can tell her you aren’t asexual. Okay?”
“Complete with graphic details?”
She giggled, “Of course, it’s been wonderful, but aren’t we going to continue?”
He nodded. “Of course. As soon as we are both clean.” He grabbed the shower head, twisting the taps to get the sprayer working. He drenched her as he worked the soap out of her mane and coat. She squirmed happily in the water and rolls on her back for him to get her belly. He feels himself twitch as he runs his hand along her taught belly, playing a bit with her small nipples and running a finger along her slit to ensure she’s clean back there gets a purr from her. Finally he turned off the water and pulls the stopper. As the water drained, she shaked herself hard, spraying water everywhere. She was picked up again. He set her on the counter. He moved over and grabbed a towel that he wrapped around his middle. A second was dropped on the pegasus as he worked to dry her. She moaned happily as his hands again kneaded along her body.
“I’m clean, lets get dirty again.” Jake laughed as she leapt from the counter to the floor, her hooves ringing on the hardwood floors as she made her way to the bed again. She reached out and grabbed the blanket with her teeth, tugging a few times to get it off the bed and onto the floor. Then she hopped up on the sheets, turned around, and sat down. “Okay, how are you going to ravish my body now?” she asked, her tail whipping across the sheets. She looked at him. “You know, that towel is going to make it hard for us to rut more.”
Jake looked down and dropped the towel, his half hard penis bouncing a bit, getting a lascivious grin from the pegasus. She leaned forward “Can I taste it again?”
He reached out to pick her up, depositing her on her back. “Maybe later, but it’s my turn to taste you.”
She squirmed a bit, her tail snapping up to cover herself. “That’s something mares only do with other mares. Stallions don’t use their mouths on mares.”
“I’m not your typical stallion. Female pleasure is a given where I’m from.”
She gave him a considering look, then leaned back and spread her legs further as she brought her tail down. “Okay, I hope you like it, but most stallions don’t.”
He smiled as he lay on the bed, his face right above her winking sex -- she needed to have still been affected by the potion, as she was leaking again, not that she had ever stopped leaking to begin with. The smell was much more than simply pleasant. It was intoxicating. He reached out a finger and traced along her vulva, enjoying watching her wink, feeling the muscles of her sex move as it tried to invite him inside her. Finally, he leaned down and ra his tongue along her vulva, getting a pleasured sigh from her. That invited him to part her lips with his tongue and get a real taste of her arousal. He could feel his cock twitch under him as he tasted her, spicy and sweet at the same time, different than any human he’s ever tasted. He was very tempted to say it was very much like chicken, complete with its own secret blend of herbs and spices. He smacked his lips as he uses his fingers to spread her sex, running his tongue along her soft inner lips. Her moans answered any questions he might ever had as to her liking what he was doing. He almost regretted that she’s far too short for a sixty-nine position. He groud himself softly into the bed as he continued running his tongue along her smooth orange lips. Her clitoris winked nearly continuously and he brought his mouth up and captured it with his lips. Using his tongue, he flicked it along the clit as he sucked strongly. In a matter of seconds, she was screaming out an orgasm as her fluids leaked onto his chin. He held on tight as her rear legs kicked ineffectually as she came even stronger than she had before. When it was done, she collapsed against the bed, still squirming and fluttering.
“That was…amazing!” She lifted her head to look at him. “I loved that, but I want you inside me again. Please?”
He chuckled as he moved up, with her lying on her back. her displaying everything. He again teased her cunt with the tip. She winked strongly as he slowly penetrated her.
“Please, faster! Rut me, as hard as you can. I can take it. Please!” Jake smiled as he eased himself fully into her, and when his hips met hers, she gasped, “Oh, so big, I want more. Please, rut me, rut me hard!”
Jake was only too happy to oblige as he started to piston into her, starting slow, but gradually increasing his pace. Her eyes rolled back as pleasure took the filly over. Though he fe;t his own orgasm approaching far quicker than he had expected. Once again, she squirmed and screamed her way through an orgasm. He continued pounding as the orgasm ended, but she moans happily as he fucked her without pause, “Oh, yes, more. More! Please for dear Celestia more!”
“Scoots, I’m gonna cum soon.”
Her wings and hooves pushed her away from him. She regains her hooves quickly and reached her head forward, “I want you cum in my mouth this time.” Without any hesitation, she engulfed his cock with her mouth as he sat up. Jake continued humping, this fucking her face. The lewd sounds their genitals had made were nothing compared to the sounds of her gulping down his cock several times a second. He resisted the urge to hold her head onto his crotch; he didn’t need to. She was taking every bit of him like a goddamn chap.
“Oh, I’m gonna…” Jake never finished that sentence. He instead just stroked her mane, huskily whispering, “Scootaloo… Scootaloo… Scootaloo… Please don’t stop… You’re doing great… Fuck… Scootaloo… Just like that, Scootaloo.” He flushed red fit to ignight. He shut his eyes, grunted, and doubled over around the pony’s head, clutching at her to hilt deep in her throat with a cry of pleasure. His breathing stuttered as gob after gob of semen spurts into her, her throat spasming as she swallows. Finally the orgasm trails off along with his diminishing emissions. She drank them all down. He moaned as she worked her tongue along his length.
Finally, she released it and sits up, smacking her lips. “Salty, that’s yummy.” She rubbed her tummy, which for some reason seemed to be one of the most lewd things he’s ever seen her do, especially combined with the sultry grin on her face. He lay down, his shoulders and head supported by pillows as she crawled up next to him, resting her head on his shoulder as both of them panted from the exertion. Her forehoof traced along her chest.
They lay there in post-coital bliss, listening to the wind in the trees outside, the various sounds of the home as the sun beats onto it as the day is progressing. Jake found his eyelids starting to get heavy as he held the filly in his arms. “Did you like that? Cumming in my mouth?”
He was able to nod. She giggled, “So, which hole did you like better?”
He looked down at her. “Can’t tell. We’ll just have to hold round 2, electric bugaloo, later.”
She reached her hoof down and ran her fetlock along his flaccid length. “You certainly do grow a lot. I like it like this, because we’ve just like sex. But I also like it hard, because then we are about to have sex.” She flicked her ears back and forth. “But I want it hard now, I want you inside me again.”
Almost by some magic, his cock twitched in response. That got a happy grin from her, “Wow, it responds to commands.” She waved her hoof over his manhood. “Cock, arise.”
That got a laugh from him. “I don’t think it works that way.”
She shrugged as she lifted herself up and lay her chin on his hip, pondering the pale person penis before her. “He did like it when I…” She reached forward and took him into her mouth. Her tongue played with his manhood in her mouth and soon again had him twitching in pleasure, and in moments, she released him, now fully hard and ready to go. “It’s magic.” Scootaloo chirped. She looks up at him, “Can we try it the traditional way for ponies this time?”
He nodded and she stood up, again spreading her hind legs a bit and lowering her front. Though this time, she was smiling lewdly back at him. “Well?”
“I can’t believe it, but I can actually do it, and you’re not a GILF.”
“What’s a GILF?”
He laughed, “You’re too young.”
“Oh, come on, you’ve been balls deep in me twice, but you can’t tell me what a GILF is?”  
“Tell you what, I’ll tell you later! But for now, less talky more fuckey.” He smiled as she winks in response, as he walked on his knees forward to again probe her entrance. As he spread her lips with his cock, she pushed back hard, hilting herself on him. “My wings.”
“Huh?”
“Grab them at the base.”
He obliged, and as his questing fingers gently touched her wings, her body clamped down on him. She screams in pleasure. He laughed as he starts thrusting into her once again. His balls bounced on her clit with every stroke, getting loud and happy gasps from her as he pushed hard into her, keeping the rhythm up as she rocked hard back and forth, making the bed creak loudly. as she moaned through an orgasm. That was almost instantaneous for her cumming in this position. He kept going, running his hands along her back, enjoying the happy sounds she was making as he ran fingers along her wings and along her spine. The loud squelching of their lewd union reverberated throughout the bedroom as he played with her mane.
“Scoots, I’m gonna cum.”
“Oh, Jake, please, yes, cum in me again!”
He grabbed her extended wings again, right at the base, and slammed himself into her, his balls contracting before the impending orgasm. His body was not really in his control as he fucked her like an animal. She screamed loudly and welcomed this bestial frenzy. All control wa gone as he tipped over the edge. With a loud moan, he hilted again in her. She screamed as she felt the hot torrents of cum spurting from him, splashing into her hot folds. It seemed like forever that he was speared into her, pleasure wracking his body starting at his crotch and racing throughout his entire body. He held there until his legs gave out and he collapsed into a sweaty pile.
Scootaloo moved over, spooning herself against his chest, purring softly when he instinctively wraped his arm around her and brought her closer. He could not talk at the moment, and neither could she. They simply lay there, enjoying everything for a very long time. Both of their eyelids grew heavy, and before long they, were both asleep in bliss.
“Jake.”
He snorted. “Again?”
“Well, eventually, but for now, I’m actually feeling just perfect.”
He squeezed her tightly, answering, “I’m glad.”
“I love you, Jake.”
He looked down at her. Scootaloo had rolled over so they were now belly to belly, and moved up so her face was just inches from his. “Are you sure that isn’t the potion and hormones talking?”
She shook her head, “My mind is clear now. I’ve been awake about an hour, watching you sleep. I like the sex, the rutting was amazing. I want more of that. Not just with that potion, but just because we want to. Because you want me, and because I want you. I want to watch you ravish Rainbow Dash like you’ve ravished me. I want you in my life.”
“Really?”
She nodded. “Uh huh. I don’t know how much my aunts will say when it comes to me spending more time with you, but I really want to.”
“Well, you can come over any time, Scootaloo. Consider my home open. Fridge, too, just no touching my beer unless you’re getting me one, too.”
“Will you rut me if I come over?”
That got a laugh. “Any time you want with no need for crazy potions in the future, okay?”
She nodded as she pulled away, looking at her extended wing, She reached back with her teeth, and a sharp tug, along with a small yelp from her, and she was holding a large feather in her mouth. She placed it in his hand. “This is something really special just for you.”
He asked curiously, “Why are you giving me a feather, Scoots?”
“It’s an old pegasus tradition that when a mare finds a stallion she wants, she’ll sometimes offer him a feather as a gesture of affection and love.”
He took it to his chest. “I will treasure it always.”
She leapt forward, wrapping her forehooves around his neck. “Oh, wonderful. I love you, Jake.”
“I love you too, Scootaloo.”