Foalcon Shorts

“Hey, Luftie!” Ilse trotted through the bedroom door and skipped over to the bed where her best friend was reading a book. She clambered up the side, her hooves kicking against the mattress a few times before she found purchase and hoisted herself up. Luftkrieg put a bookmark in and set her book aside, wearing a big grin.

“Hey! I didn’t think you’d get here so early. How’d you get in?” She blinked a couple of times, mildly confused, but mostly just happy her friend was here.

“The upstairs hallway window was open.” Both fillies giggled and snickered at that. A good pegasus always knew to check for upstairs windows, “Are your parents back yet?”

Luftkrieg sat up, her eyes glancing at the closed door as if to make sure it had retained that state and shook her head simply. She drew closer to her pillows, sitting up. Ilse, getting the hint, wiggled over until she was close and in immediate proximity. Luftie’s hooves wrapped around her back, curling toward her rump and tugged her even closer.

Their muzzles were inches apart and they gazed into each other’s eyes softly. Neither wanted to make the first move, simply enjoying each other’s warm breath and wonder-filled eyes. Ilse offered a few rubs of her muzzle against Luftie’s, warm nose against warm nose.

Luftie finally broke the stare by pressing her lips forward first, letting them graze delicately along Ilse’s. The other filly pressed back, her eyes drifted closed, and their muzzles smooshed together, noses pressed up to one another, as they shared a simple, affectionate kiss.

Luftie’s hoof roamed along her best friend’s backside, kneading and squeezing her little filly flanks. The kiss broke, only to reconnect instantaneously, muzzle’s darting back against one another in a single wet ‘smooch’. Ilse groaned and melted into her.

Suddenly tongues darted forth, running along and wrapping around each other, sharing in saliva, mixing fluids in each other’s mouths. The filly’s played a little game with each other, darting back and forth into each other’s mouths, one after the other, seeing who could keep it there the longest. Ilse always won, but was that just because Luftie let her?

The kiss broke with a trickle of saliva between them and both were left panting.

“Gosh, I really love kissin’ you, Luftie.” Ilse moaned, a shiver running up her spine. Luftie trailed a hoof up and down, feeling around her flanks and thighs.

“I know,” She retorted, grinning wide. “Wanna kiss a little longer, then go do something outside?”

The other filly hesitated and shook her head.

“Nah. Let’s kiss forever.” She started to lean forward, letting her lips touch against Luftie’s. The other filly pressed her snout down and kissed her once, before pulling away, leaving her neck outstretched.

“You’re right. I like your idea.” She brought a forehoof up to Ilse’s head and toyed with her ears while she leaned down to kiss her again and again, peppering her cute little faces with kisses. She laid back against her pillows and pulled the other filly on top, making them a mess of intermingled fur and hair, snouts that were constantly entwined and merged. Tongues flailed about, smacking and coiling around each other.

The air was filled with the sound of lips smacking. Ilse’s head tilted to the side, their hooves rubbing along each other’s bodies. Shivers ran through Luftie’s spine as she embraced all the good feelings the kisses brought her.

Eventually, though, the fillies tired out as they always did, falling into a little cuddle pile draped around each other, muzzle-to-muzzle, sharing tired little smooches every now and then. One would get daring enough to recontinue where they’d left off and slip her tongue into the other’s mouth and they would start all over again, touching and feeling and kissing everywhere, but they would tire out all the same.

“Hey Luftkrieg, have you seen my-” Kyrie, one of Luftkrieg’s doting mothers, burst through the door without knocking. Eyes widened at the sight, she inched back, shaking her head.

“I’ll just... give you two some time,” and then added, “please return my vibrator when you’re done. And clean.”