Deleted scenes from Blazing a Trail to the Past.by Daylight_DreamerChaptersWhy can't I look away? Alternate scene in ch-4 (Jerry/Twilight)(exhibitionism)Gilda's chance. ch-24 (Gilda/Jerry)(unconscious)(curiosity)(no sex)A first time for everything. ch-37 (Gilda/Jerry)(cowgirl)(in the clouds)Killing time before the balloon ride. ch-40 (Gilda/Jerry)(back door)Alternate scene ch-42 (Daylight/Feather)(oral)(public)Why Gilda didn't hang out with Rainbow Dash right away. ch-23 (Gilda/Hatchet)(toy)Why can't I look away? Alternate scene in ch-4 (Jerry/Twilight)(exhibitionism)I was finally given sufficient time to think as I puffed on one of the joints I had just rolled. I had rolled them as fat as I could so Starlight and I could fill the entire jeep with a cloud of smoke, but that wasn't the only reason. I had no idea what was going on. Everything from being yanked off the interstate to now just seemed like a fucked up mess of a fever dream. I had given up on making sense of it, I just wanted to get stoned and forget about it for a while. I could tell I was already in the clouds when I heard Apple Bloom trying to talk. I wasn't ready to hear an animal speak again so I put the joint in her mouth. I figured she needed it more than me anyway. I turned my attention to my phone. I was going to play a game but I got distracted by the opening screen. It was a drawn picture of one of these pony creatures. I had obviously seen it before since I had set it to my opening screen but for the life of me, I couldn't say where it came from. I shoved my phone back into my center console remembering that I was trying to take my mind off things. I decided to put some music on. I tried every station but nothing came in on the radio. I looked in the CD holder and found a burnt CD that had 'bad day mix' written on it in permanent marker. I couldn't remember what was on it, but it sounded right. My mind drifted off to what I was going to tell my boss when I figured out how to get home. "What is this song called? Rainbow Dash would like it," I nearly jumped out of my skin as a purple one-horned monster stuck its head up from the back seat. I tried to remember the mane of the song but I couldn't. It just kept saying 'twenty percent cooler'. I looked at my bright red eyes in the rearview mirror. I was so baked I was burnt to a crisp. I nearly jumped out of my skin again as someone knocked on the window. I opened the window and smoke barreled out of the jeep. I knew I was fucked. This had to be a cop. Any of my friends would have opened the passenger door and joined me. I wasn't sure if I should be relieved when it turned out to be another purple one-horned monster. It was smiling at me like I looked tasty. It asked me to follow in a cute girly voice. I figured I didn't have anything better to do. So I did. She stood still and waited for me. As soon as I was behind her I noticed she looked vaguely like a pony, complete with a long-haired tail that was swaying around. I watched it go back and forth as we started walking. I followed it up and down a few times trying to make sense of the differently colored stripes. I stared at the base trying to see if the roots were different. I didn't even notice we had stopped until the other purple pony thing and a smaller yellow one walked past me. "Do you like what you see?" asked the pony I was following before lifting her tail and shaking her butt. I tried to look away. I had spent enough time around horses to know that I wasn't likely to like what I saw. I tried to keep my eyes on her tail as it swayed in the air. It was so captivating with those stripes that go all the way to the base where her curvaceous rump was swaying from side to side. The gentle folds of her delicate vulva seemed to quiver as it glistened with its own juices. Her sweet spot was like a little button candy that was just begging me to have a taste and the way she was swaying her hips said loud and clear that she wouldn't stop me. It could have been the weed, or it could have been the fact that I hadn't been laid in months despite my recent divorce, but I wanted to defile that unicorn. I wanted to shove my tongue down those folds and eat it like an ice cream cone. Then pick her up by her rear end and stick my dick in her face. I wondered if she could tickle my balls with her magic while she sucked me off. Or hold us in place so we could try crazy positions. Even if she could just use it to jerk me off it would be interesting, to say the least. More importantly, would she get mad if I stuck my finger in that cute little butthole of hers... or if I stick something else in it. I bit my lip as the image of my dick in her pussy became so real I could practically hear her scream. I could feel my hard-on pressing against the inside of my pants. This couldn't be happening. I normally take time to warm up to a human woman. There is no way I was going full blown horn ball over this strange unicorn thing. I had to be out of my mind or just stoned, but even as I was trying to talk sense into myself I was still just watching her sway her hips like a hypnotic sirens call. "I'm glad you enjoy the view," she said lowering her tail and turning around to smile at me, "let me help you with that." Her horn lit up and I could feel my raging boner being moved into a more comfortable position. Her magic felt so amazing I nearly creamed the inside of my underwear. "Spike is setting out nacho's if you're hungry," she said, "but we could make a detour to my room if you want." "I'm starving," I said, "where are the nachos?" Gilda's chance. ch-24 (Gilda/Jerry)(unconscious)(curiosity)(no sex)Gilda looked at Jerry's unconscious body laying on the couch. She felt guilty for pulling a trick on him, but it really was to help him let loose. The full implications didn't dawn on her until she got to the cabin and set him down. She could just leave him here, but a good friend wouldn't let his clothes get messed up. Right? She opened the door of his room and moved the covers so she could lay him on the bed. Then she figured she should at least take his shoes off first. The laces were tricky, they had some kind of bowknot in them. She wished she had paid more attention to Pinkie Pie's party advice. She set the mess of laces by the door once she managed to complete the task. It was time to move him to the bed. She managed to get him over his shoulder and set him gently on his back. She set about unbuttoning his shirt. It was an easy task but she was nervous she would scratch him with her claws and wake him up. She pulled the shirt open and got her first good look at his chest. She liked it, but even she could tell he was no bodybuilder, and the whole thing was covered in a really thin layer of fur that stopped at the sides. She couldn't resist running her palm across it. She jumped as Jerry groaned and shifted, but he didn't wake up. She wasn't sure why that was such a relief. He was drunk enough he wouldn't remember. She decided it was time to stop stalling. She unbuttoned his pants and pulled the zipper down. She carefully tugged at the sides until they were around his legs, then grabbed the bottom of the pants legs and pulled them off the rest of the way. The only thing left in her way was a small pair of shorts Jerry had been wearing under his pants, but she felt the need to remove his socks and slide his shirt out from under him before proceeding. That was it, time for the shorts. Gilda could already see the bulge of his testicles. They didn't look so threatening, but a lot can hide in a sheath. Nervously, she hooked a claw under each side of the stretchy waistband. She carefully pulled them down not daring to look until they were completely off his legs. Once all of the clothing was folded nicely Gilda finally dared take a look at her prize. She didn't know what to think. There was no sheath for it to hide in, but it looked tiny. It couldn't have been more than four inches and it was soft. She couldn't stop herself from rolling it around in her palm to confirm how soft it was. She was starting to wonder how any creature could penetrate with such a thing when before her eyes it started to grow. She looked up at Jerry's face and he seemed to be smiling, but he was still fast asleep. She just kept rubbing his dick, being careful not to scratch him and wake him up. It grew to about seven inches in length and became rock hard. She was mesmerized. She wanted so badly to climb on the bed with him. She wanted to know what it was really like to be with a man. Gilda removed her talon and stepped back realizing she had already crossed several lines. She pulled the blanket over him and took a cold shower. If she wanted Jerry to like her, raping him in his sleep was a bad start. She went out and retrieved her saddlebag. She wanted to get it clean and dry before Jerry saw it. She also had food that needed a fridge before the ice melted. She figured she may as well make it for breakfast, hopefully, Jerry likes bacon. A first time for everything. ch-37 (Gilda/Jerry)(cowgirl)(in the clouds)"You really feel that way?" I asked. Gilda had just confessed that she was infatuated with me. I couldn't believe she really felt the same. She had been on my mind since we met. Hell before that. She was my favorite character on the show. For some reason, I never made my OC a griffin despite this fact. It seemed obvious now, but a time or two I had to wonder why pegasus was so obvious. "Well, yea," Gilda blushed, "I've always been more attracted to guys, but you're the only one that really seems to get me. Please don't say you don't feel the same." I was so happy that I totally forgot I was buck ass naked curled up on a cloud that I just learned would support me. I jumped over and tackled her to the cloud I just wanted to hold her tight and never let go. "Easy there. It's my first time with a guy," she latched around me and rolled us over until I was on my back with her straddling my hips. I could feel her getting wet as she was gently grinding on me, "I'm in control this time." This wasn't what I was going for, but my dick was too hard to argue. It was already threatening to penetrate her slit as its juices ran between my legs. I just grabbed on to her by the waist and put a little more force into her movements before saying, "If you're looking for a ride, you should know this one can get a little rough." "Don't tease me," she scooted forward and aimed my rock hard dick into the opening of her pussy causing the head to start slipping in, "I've already waited too long." she thrust her hips causing my entire length to slip in at once, "Oh, Celestia! It feels bigger than it looks." "Hey," I said, "That's rude, I'll have you know I'm totally average for a human." I didn't really want an apology so before she could say anything I grabbed her hips again and held her up a few inches giving me room to slam my hips into hers a few times. "Oh no you don't," she slammed down on me sitting straight up so all her weight was on her hips and started gyrating, "I'm calling the shots," I just held on to her hips as she wiggled around on my dick. I looked down and saw her back legs folded up below her and had to close my eyes. It seemed so wrong, but it felt so right. It seemed like Gilda could read my mind. She leaned down placing her talons on the sides of my head. I could feel the end of her beak touch my lips, "I'm sorry, I'm not a human. I can't even kiss you, but for what it's worth, I love you with all of my heart." I opened my eyes and looked directly into hers. The yellowish brown color of them seemed to shine like gold. I could tell she was worried I was going to change my mind. "I'm sorry," I said, "This is a first for me too. I do hope it's not a last." She leaned back and smirked, "Fuck no it's not, but if you don't mind, I'm ready to curl up in bed, Let's finish this." Without another word she started grinding on me again, I could feel her rhythmically clenching herself around me as she swayed her hips in little circles. Just when I thought I couldn't take any more she started bouncing on me again. "Oh, shit!" I instinctively wanted to pull out as I came, but she slammed down and clenched on my dick as spurt after spurt erupted inside of her. "I really don't think you're going to get me pregnant," she said, "so you got no reason to back out on me just yet." She kept me pinned down until my orgasm had subsided and I was just lying limp beneath her with my dick still twitching inside. "Let me carry you to bed," she said, "It's about time you get some rest." I didn't even notice when we took off as I had already fallen asleep in her arms. She didn't seem to mind. Killing time before the balloon ride. ch-40 (Gilda/Jerry)(back door)I woke up and stretched out on the new cloud bed. I had thought Gilda had gotten up but I felt her tail with my hand so I followed it and playfully grabbed a handful of her hindquarters as she was laying on her stomach. Looking down toward her head I could see that she was reading a book about the Wonderbolt's, undoubtedly brushing up for our trip to the HQ. "You're already frisky I see," she teased me wiggling her butt in my hand, "we have a little time before I said we would be there. Why don't you climb on my back and we can have a little fun while we wait." "I'm not one to argue," I smiled as I flipped over and laid my dick on the crack below her tail. "You better not argue with me," she lifted her butt and swayed side to side rolling my dick around in the crack. "It would be pretty stupid," I agreed as I moved my dick so the tip was ready to slide into her pussy. "You can say that again," she wiggled her hips until I wasn't lined up anymore and started grinding her sopping wet slit up and down my shaft, "just trust me. You don't want to argue with me right now." She continued grinding until my entire dick was totally soaked, then she shifted so I was grinding on her butt again. My dick seemed to dry off quickly prompting her to shift back. After a few times, she had transferred enough of the lubricant that I could easily slide up and down the crack with no friction. Then she shifted again... It took her a few tries but she managed to line the tip of my dick with her butt. She wiggled a little to make sure it was going in. Then she slowly pushed back until the first few inches of my dick were buried in her asshole. "Holy shit I'm not arguing," I gasped as I could feel my dick being squeezed. It was almost too tight... "Then pull my tail and tell me I'm a rotten egg," she wiggled until her rump met my hips and I was completely engulfed by her back door. "just don't get too rough," "I'll try not to," I said grabbing her tail and giving it a tug, "but you know how mad I get when you misbehave." "I'm sorry," she said in a playful voice, "I'll be good from now on. I just wanted some attention." "Well you're gonna get it," I slowly moved my dick in and out of her ass until I could feel it start sliding with ease, "are you ready for your spanking?" "Please," she pretended to beg, "I won't do it again." "You better not," I slowly pulled out until only the tip was still penetrating, then I slammed my hips into her ass only holding back enough to be sure I didn't actually hurt her. I repeated this a good ten times before burying my dick and holding that position taking a moment to just enjoy the tight warm feeling. "Are you already done?" Gilda asked still keeping her voice cute and playful, "I thought you would want to spank me longer." "I'm just warming up," I pulled out and flipped her on her back pinning her back legs to her chest. Then I shoved my dick back in her ass and went to town. "Oh, fuck," Gilda broke character, "Now that's interesting. Do you mind sitting up so we can try one more." "Sure," I didn't want to argue. So I just let her go and sat on the edge of the bed. She shifted the cloud mattress a bit to make a spot she could place her paws that lined her hindquarters up with my lap. Slowly she lowered herself onto me until she was sitting fully in my lap. I reached my right hand around and stuck a couple fingers in her pussy. "Fuck," Gilda gasped, "I was hoping you would do that," She grabbed my wrist and pressed it in harder, I just held my fingers stiff as she borrowed my hand to play with herself. I could tell she was getting close, so I started helping her out by making sure my fingers hit the target. She seemed to like it as she started moving her hips again. "Don't stop... Don't stop,.." she seemed to keep repeating this until she could no longer form words, "Gyaaaaaa." I could feel a stream of liquid gush over my hand as her entire body seized up. I had to hold her down as I blew my own load deep in her ass. We both fell to our sides on the bed, I was still cuddled up to her backside, but I had slipped out. I could feel my dick resting in the crack of her ass again, but now it was sticky with our fluids. "I should misbehave more often," Gilda panted, "but for now let's take a shower. We gotta get ready for the balloon ride." Alternate scene ch-42 (Daylight/Feather)(oral)(public)"I'm pregnant!" said Feather Touch, "If it's a boy I want to name it after you. I thought I'd let you pick if it's a girl. I'd rather not go with my own. I want to change mine to Feather Dreamer when we get married, but I don't think it's fitting for a foal." "What about Sweet Dreams," I said, "in honor of my dreams of making Equestria peaceful again." "I love it!" she said, "For a guy that's always so serious, you have a great imagination. I love you so much." She leaned over the desk and kissed me. Next thing I knew she was jumping over it. She landed in my lap somehow managing to have a back leg on either side of me in a rather narrow desk chair. Her orange face shined with its ever-present smile. She looked at me through her purple mane and asked, "Wanna try for twins?" "I don't know," I was nervous, "one of the students could come back any moment. I think Sculptured Stone left his book." "It's not like you're teaching kindergarten," she giggled. "let them walk in." "But what if Celestia wants to know how..." I was cut off by Feather pressing her mouth against mine. I felt her tongue enter my mouth and at that point, I didn't care anymore. I shoved my tongue back in response making sure to do the little twirl that always gave her ideas. We kept going for several minutes before she pulled back so we could catch our breath. "I see someone is getting into it," Feather shifted and I could feel the end of my dick against her wet pussy as it began to unsheath, "you know the rule. You have to water the slide first." She flapped her wings and flew out of my lap to turn around. She landed with her back hooves on the chair, her front hooves on the desk, and her ass in my face. I wasted no time getting my hooves around her to steady myself as I dove in tongue first. I started with wide sweeping licks to warm the area up but gradually I focused more and more on her clit until I was licking circles around it and she was so wet I had to come up for air. She seemed to twitch a few times before flapping her wings again this time turning and pushing my chair back to land on the ground in front of me. "Your turn," she said before opening her mouth wide and taking in the entire flair of my dick. It didn't take me long to fully unsheath as she anomalously managed to take in half my length without choking. I knew she could do more though. I stood up on the chair with my front hooves on the desk to give her a better angle and she took my entire length, bobbing her entire body back and forth as I could feel my medial ring go in and out of her throat. I pulled back to signal that I was about to cum but she shoved herself into me causing me to blow my load directly into her stomach. Feather finally pulled away as I retracted back into my sheath. "All of the protein, none of the flavor," she giggled, "just how I like it." "That certainly was an impressive display," We both jumped as we looked to the door to see none other than Celestia herself, "I'm sorry, this is a public classroom. I didn't think you would mind me watching." "How long were you there?" Feather asked. "I am surprised you didn't notice me," Celestia said, "I was behind you in the hall." Why Gilda didn't hang out with Rainbow Dash right away. ch-23 (Gilda/Hatchet)(toy)"I got that order for you," said the male griffin behind the counter, "I thought you were takin' the day off. I appreciate your work ethic but you look stressed out." "It's all good, Vinny," Gilda assured the cook, "I'm not letting Gabby take this one." "Alright," he said, "but you set up two days off. You better take one of them." "Don't worry," Gilda assured him, "you're not gonna see my ass tomorrow." "But what if I wanted to see your ass?" Vinny teased. "I already told you I'm not interested," Gilda retorted a little harsher than intended. "Geeze! I can take a hint," Vinny laughed. He knew Gilda wasn't really interested in guys. He just liked teasing her. "I'm sorry, Vinny," Gilda blushed, "you know I don't mind your teasing. It's actually flattering. I just really am as stressed as I look." "Well, you better get the Tartarus outa here then," Vinny chuckled, "this place'll kill ya." "Thank's," Gilda said, "I'll see you later. Much later." Gilda rushed out without waiting to hear another word. She got to her hut and threw her saddlebags on to get ready for the long flight. She really was stressed, but not about work. Vinny's jokes were the worst she had to deal with and she knew he was harmless. He was a respectable guy for a griffin. She was stressed because she couldn't get Jerry off her mind. She kept going back to the conversation they had before. His unique perspective was a lot closer to that of a griffin than anypony she had ever met, but at the same time, he was a genuinely nice guy that probably didn't have spines on his dick. Gilda hit herself in the forehead with a closed talon. She had to get her act together. It isn't easy being a griffin that doesn't want to have kids. Condoms are out, and magic birth control is expensive. Gilda had heard horror stories of griffins trying to take on a stallion to get around it. She wasn't interested in trying. At least as a girl, she could occasionally get another girl to pull out a toy and take turns, and that was ok with her. She really respected Vinny for his struggle. Now she faced an unknown threat, literally. She was interested in this human that had come around. She didn't waste any time trying to deny to herself that she liked Jerry, but she had no idea if a relationship with him would be safe. His dick could be humungous, like a stallion, or spiked, like a griffin. He may not even have a dick, what if humans reproduce asexually. Then he wouldn't even be interested. If he even liked her the same way. As much as she tried to contain herself she couldn't help but imagine that he liked her too and that he had something she could handle. Something that's not too big, and perfectly smooth. She could feel a tremble in her nether region as the image formed in her mind and looked to see a small puddle forming on the floor. She grabbed a towel from a shelf, glad she was home alone. She just had to find a way to see his cock, then she would know if he was the one. She also had to find out before a mare beat her to him. She got to Jerry's place early so she could get it over with. That's what she told herself anyway. It's not like she was hoping to surprise him or spend the evening together or anything. She just wanted to deliver his food, then hide in the bushes outside his bathroom. Then she could go get hammered and forget the whole thing. Knocking on the door of Jerry's cabin she got no answer. She tried the knob and it wasn't locked, but she immediately closed the door again. It smelled like Jerry in there. It didn't stink, in fact, it smelled largely of body wash and weed, but that was his distinct odor. Gilda felt that same feeling she had been getting since they met, it hit her like a ton of bricks. She checked herself again and she was dripping. She really didn't want to explain a puddle by the front door. She started looking in her bag but she didn't bring anything she could clean herself up with. She face-taloned at her lack of foresight. She opened the door again hoping Jerry wouldn't mind if she used his bathroom, only to have his scent wash over her once again. She slammed it and ran around the corner of the cabin as if to hide in shame from the smell. She tried to clear her head but the thoughts of Jerry flooded over her. She wanted to just pin him down, rip his pants off, and see what he was hiding. It had to be smaller than a pony's. He was a big guy, but the way he stood on two feet wouldn't do well if he was too big. That didn't say anything about if he had spikes. At this point, it didn't matter. If it was under a foot and a half she wanted it inside her. Spikes and all. She felt her sopping wet pussy throb at the thought, she needed a release, but she didn't dare go inside the cabin. She was excited enough. She crept behind a bush and took a good look around. The Apples were off in other fields. Nopony was around for miles. She dug around in her bag and found her hatchet. It wasn't her first choice, but the smooth wooden handle would have to do. She took the hatchet in both talons taking care to point the blade away and lowered it between her legs. She started by rubbing the handle up and down her slit imagining it was Jerry pressing against her with his handle sized dick. It certainly got the handle all wet but soon it wasn't enough. She positioned the handle so the end of it was pressed against her clit imagining Jerry was teasing her. She moaned as the weight at the other end of the handle fought against her grip causing it to rub up and down in an almost violent fashion. "Stop teasing," she muttered to her imaginary partner, "you know you want it too." With that, she thrust the handle into herself a good six inches. She gasped as the offset balance of her makeshift dildo once again caused it to shake around. "Fuck," she muttered, her breath quickening as she pushed it in a little deeper to try and steady it. It worked, but she felt it bottom out and she wasn't accustomed to that feeling. She tried to pull it back out but her thigh muscles were fighting her as the rigid handle stimulated parts of her that hadn't been paid attention to in a long time. "Oh, shit, oh, fuck," she hoped desperately that nopony could hear her as she writhed around in the bushes panting and moaning trying to keep her thighs away from the blade of a hatchet. Slowly she managed to wiggle it out and focus its weight where it was needed. "That's it," she muttered, between rhythmic moans, "just like that." At this point, she was able to relax and let her sexual fluids to their thing allowing her to slide the handle in and out focusing the pressure on her G-spot. "Don't you dare stop," She moaned still trying to imagine that she was spreading her thighs to make room for Jerry rather than to avoid cutting them open. "Oh, fuuuuucccckkkk!" She clenched the handle of the hatchet tight as her whole body tensed up and a stream of fluid erupted from her throbbing pussy. She set her makeshift dildo off to the side and laid on her back catching her breath. She tried to imagine Jerry curling up next to her, but it only made her want to actually see him all the more. She wiped herself off on the only cloth thing she had along, her saddle bag. She hid it behind the bush, Jerry didn't even have to know she had it. She grabbed the delivery box and went back to the front door to wait for him, the aroma emanating from it finally losing some of its power. She was just in time as Jerry came into sight.
Why can't I look away? Alternate scene in ch-4 (Jerry/Twilight)(exhibitionism)I was finally given sufficient time to think as I puffed on one of the joints I had just rolled. I had rolled them as fat as I could so Starlight and I could fill the entire jeep with a cloud of smoke, but that wasn't the only reason. I had no idea what was going on. Everything from being yanked off the interstate to now just seemed like a fucked up mess of a fever dream. I had given up on making sense of it, I just wanted to get stoned and forget about it for a while. I could tell I was already in the clouds when I heard Apple Bloom trying to talk. I wasn't ready to hear an animal speak again so I put the joint in her mouth. I figured she needed it more than me anyway. I turned my attention to my phone. I was going to play a game but I got distracted by the opening screen. It was a drawn picture of one of these pony creatures. I had obviously seen it before since I had set it to my opening screen but for the life of me, I couldn't say where it came from. I shoved my phone back into my center console remembering that I was trying to take my mind off things. I decided to put some music on. I tried every station but nothing came in on the radio. I looked in the CD holder and found a burnt CD that had 'bad day mix' written on it in permanent marker. I couldn't remember what was on it, but it sounded right. My mind drifted off to what I was going to tell my boss when I figured out how to get home. "What is this song called? Rainbow Dash would like it," I nearly jumped out of my skin as a purple one-horned monster stuck its head up from the back seat. I tried to remember the mane of the song but I couldn't. It just kept saying 'twenty percent cooler'. I looked at my bright red eyes in the rearview mirror. I was so baked I was burnt to a crisp. I nearly jumped out of my skin again as someone knocked on the window. I opened the window and smoke barreled out of the jeep. I knew I was fucked. This had to be a cop. Any of my friends would have opened the passenger door and joined me. I wasn't sure if I should be relieved when it turned out to be another purple one-horned monster. It was smiling at me like I looked tasty. It asked me to follow in a cute girly voice. I figured I didn't have anything better to do. So I did. She stood still and waited for me. As soon as I was behind her I noticed she looked vaguely like a pony, complete with a long-haired tail that was swaying around. I watched it go back and forth as we started walking. I followed it up and down a few times trying to make sense of the differently colored stripes. I stared at the base trying to see if the roots were different. I didn't even notice we had stopped until the other purple pony thing and a smaller yellow one walked past me. "Do you like what you see?" asked the pony I was following before lifting her tail and shaking her butt. I tried to look away. I had spent enough time around horses to know that I wasn't likely to like what I saw. I tried to keep my eyes on her tail as it swayed in the air. It was so captivating with those stripes that go all the way to the base where her curvaceous rump was swaying from side to side. The gentle folds of her delicate vulva seemed to quiver as it glistened with its own juices. Her sweet spot was like a little button candy that was just begging me to have a taste and the way she was swaying her hips said loud and clear that she wouldn't stop me. It could have been the weed, or it could have been the fact that I hadn't been laid in months despite my recent divorce, but I wanted to defile that unicorn. I wanted to shove my tongue down those folds and eat it like an ice cream cone. Then pick her up by her rear end and stick my dick in her face. I wondered if she could tickle my balls with her magic while she sucked me off. Or hold us in place so we could try crazy positions. Even if she could just use it to jerk me off it would be interesting, to say the least. More importantly, would she get mad if I stuck my finger in that cute little butthole of hers... or if I stick something else in it. I bit my lip as the image of my dick in her pussy became so real I could practically hear her scream. I could feel my hard-on pressing against the inside of my pants. This couldn't be happening. I normally take time to warm up to a human woman. There is no way I was going full blown horn ball over this strange unicorn thing. I had to be out of my mind or just stoned, but even as I was trying to talk sense into myself I was still just watching her sway her hips like a hypnotic sirens call. "I'm glad you enjoy the view," she said lowering her tail and turning around to smile at me, "let me help you with that." Her horn lit up and I could feel my raging boner being moved into a more comfortable position. Her magic felt so amazing I nearly creamed the inside of my underwear. "Spike is setting out nacho's if you're hungry," she said, "but we could make a detour to my room if you want." "I'm starving," I said, "where are the nachos?"
Gilda's chance. ch-24 (Gilda/Jerry)(unconscious)(curiosity)(no sex)Gilda looked at Jerry's unconscious body laying on the couch. She felt guilty for pulling a trick on him, but it really was to help him let loose. The full implications didn't dawn on her until she got to the cabin and set him down. She could just leave him here, but a good friend wouldn't let his clothes get messed up. Right? She opened the door of his room and moved the covers so she could lay him on the bed. Then she figured she should at least take his shoes off first. The laces were tricky, they had some kind of bowknot in them. She wished she had paid more attention to Pinkie Pie's party advice. She set the mess of laces by the door once she managed to complete the task. It was time to move him to the bed. She managed to get him over his shoulder and set him gently on his back. She set about unbuttoning his shirt. It was an easy task but she was nervous she would scratch him with her claws and wake him up. She pulled the shirt open and got her first good look at his chest. She liked it, but even she could tell he was no bodybuilder, and the whole thing was covered in a really thin layer of fur that stopped at the sides. She couldn't resist running her palm across it. She jumped as Jerry groaned and shifted, but he didn't wake up. She wasn't sure why that was such a relief. He was drunk enough he wouldn't remember. She decided it was time to stop stalling. She unbuttoned his pants and pulled the zipper down. She carefully tugged at the sides until they were around his legs, then grabbed the bottom of the pants legs and pulled them off the rest of the way. The only thing left in her way was a small pair of shorts Jerry had been wearing under his pants, but she felt the need to remove his socks and slide his shirt out from under him before proceeding. That was it, time for the shorts. Gilda could already see the bulge of his testicles. They didn't look so threatening, but a lot can hide in a sheath. Nervously, she hooked a claw under each side of the stretchy waistband. She carefully pulled them down not daring to look until they were completely off his legs. Once all of the clothing was folded nicely Gilda finally dared take a look at her prize. She didn't know what to think. There was no sheath for it to hide in, but it looked tiny. It couldn't have been more than four inches and it was soft. She couldn't stop herself from rolling it around in her palm to confirm how soft it was. She was starting to wonder how any creature could penetrate with such a thing when before her eyes it started to grow. She looked up at Jerry's face and he seemed to be smiling, but he was still fast asleep. She just kept rubbing his dick, being careful not to scratch him and wake him up. It grew to about seven inches in length and became rock hard. She was mesmerized. She wanted so badly to climb on the bed with him. She wanted to know what it was really like to be with a man. Gilda removed her talon and stepped back realizing she had already crossed several lines. She pulled the blanket over him and took a cold shower. If she wanted Jerry to like her, raping him in his sleep was a bad start. She went out and retrieved her saddlebag. She wanted to get it clean and dry before Jerry saw it. She also had food that needed a fridge before the ice melted. She figured she may as well make it for breakfast, hopefully, Jerry likes bacon.
A first time for everything. ch-37 (Gilda/Jerry)(cowgirl)(in the clouds)"You really feel that way?" I asked. Gilda had just confessed that she was infatuated with me. I couldn't believe she really felt the same. She had been on my mind since we met. Hell before that. She was my favorite character on the show. For some reason, I never made my OC a griffin despite this fact. It seemed obvious now, but a time or two I had to wonder why pegasus was so obvious. "Well, yea," Gilda blushed, "I've always been more attracted to guys, but you're the only one that really seems to get me. Please don't say you don't feel the same." I was so happy that I totally forgot I was buck ass naked curled up on a cloud that I just learned would support me. I jumped over and tackled her to the cloud I just wanted to hold her tight and never let go. "Easy there. It's my first time with a guy," she latched around me and rolled us over until I was on my back with her straddling my hips. I could feel her getting wet as she was gently grinding on me, "I'm in control this time." This wasn't what I was going for, but my dick was too hard to argue. It was already threatening to penetrate her slit as its juices ran between my legs. I just grabbed on to her by the waist and put a little more force into her movements before saying, "If you're looking for a ride, you should know this one can get a little rough." "Don't tease me," she scooted forward and aimed my rock hard dick into the opening of her pussy causing the head to start slipping in, "I've already waited too long." she thrust her hips causing my entire length to slip in at once, "Oh, Celestia! It feels bigger than it looks." "Hey," I said, "That's rude, I'll have you know I'm totally average for a human." I didn't really want an apology so before she could say anything I grabbed her hips again and held her up a few inches giving me room to slam my hips into hers a few times. "Oh no you don't," she slammed down on me sitting straight up so all her weight was on her hips and started gyrating, "I'm calling the shots," I just held on to her hips as she wiggled around on my dick. I looked down and saw her back legs folded up below her and had to close my eyes. It seemed so wrong, but it felt so right. It seemed like Gilda could read my mind. She leaned down placing her talons on the sides of my head. I could feel the end of her beak touch my lips, "I'm sorry, I'm not a human. I can't even kiss you, but for what it's worth, I love you with all of my heart." I opened my eyes and looked directly into hers. The yellowish brown color of them seemed to shine like gold. I could tell she was worried I was going to change my mind. "I'm sorry," I said, "This is a first for me too. I do hope it's not a last." She leaned back and smirked, "Fuck no it's not, but if you don't mind, I'm ready to curl up in bed, Let's finish this." Without another word she started grinding on me again, I could feel her rhythmically clenching herself around me as she swayed her hips in little circles. Just when I thought I couldn't take any more she started bouncing on me again. "Oh, shit!" I instinctively wanted to pull out as I came, but she slammed down and clenched on my dick as spurt after spurt erupted inside of her. "I really don't think you're going to get me pregnant," she said, "so you got no reason to back out on me just yet." She kept me pinned down until my orgasm had subsided and I was just lying limp beneath her with my dick still twitching inside. "Let me carry you to bed," she said, "It's about time you get some rest." I didn't even notice when we took off as I had already fallen asleep in her arms. She didn't seem to mind.
Killing time before the balloon ride. ch-40 (Gilda/Jerry)(back door)I woke up and stretched out on the new cloud bed. I had thought Gilda had gotten up but I felt her tail with my hand so I followed it and playfully grabbed a handful of her hindquarters as she was laying on her stomach. Looking down toward her head I could see that she was reading a book about the Wonderbolt's, undoubtedly brushing up for our trip to the HQ. "You're already frisky I see," she teased me wiggling her butt in my hand, "we have a little time before I said we would be there. Why don't you climb on my back and we can have a little fun while we wait." "I'm not one to argue," I smiled as I flipped over and laid my dick on the crack below her tail. "You better not argue with me," she lifted her butt and swayed side to side rolling my dick around in the crack. "It would be pretty stupid," I agreed as I moved my dick so the tip was ready to slide into her pussy. "You can say that again," she wiggled her hips until I wasn't lined up anymore and started grinding her sopping wet slit up and down my shaft, "just trust me. You don't want to argue with me right now." She continued grinding until my entire dick was totally soaked, then she shifted so I was grinding on her butt again. My dick seemed to dry off quickly prompting her to shift back. After a few times, she had transferred enough of the lubricant that I could easily slide up and down the crack with no friction. Then she shifted again... It took her a few tries but she managed to line the tip of my dick with her butt. She wiggled a little to make sure it was going in. Then she slowly pushed back until the first few inches of my dick were buried in her asshole. "Holy shit I'm not arguing," I gasped as I could feel my dick being squeezed. It was almost too tight... "Then pull my tail and tell me I'm a rotten egg," she wiggled until her rump met my hips and I was completely engulfed by her back door. "just don't get too rough," "I'll try not to," I said grabbing her tail and giving it a tug, "but you know how mad I get when you misbehave." "I'm sorry," she said in a playful voice, "I'll be good from now on. I just wanted some attention." "Well you're gonna get it," I slowly moved my dick in and out of her ass until I could feel it start sliding with ease, "are you ready for your spanking?" "Please," she pretended to beg, "I won't do it again." "You better not," I slowly pulled out until only the tip was still penetrating, then I slammed my hips into her ass only holding back enough to be sure I didn't actually hurt her. I repeated this a good ten times before burying my dick and holding that position taking a moment to just enjoy the tight warm feeling. "Are you already done?" Gilda asked still keeping her voice cute and playful, "I thought you would want to spank me longer." "I'm just warming up," I pulled out and flipped her on her back pinning her back legs to her chest. Then I shoved my dick back in her ass and went to town. "Oh, fuck," Gilda broke character, "Now that's interesting. Do you mind sitting up so we can try one more." "Sure," I didn't want to argue. So I just let her go and sat on the edge of the bed. She shifted the cloud mattress a bit to make a spot she could place her paws that lined her hindquarters up with my lap. Slowly she lowered herself onto me until she was sitting fully in my lap. I reached my right hand around and stuck a couple fingers in her pussy. "Fuck," Gilda gasped, "I was hoping you would do that," She grabbed my wrist and pressed it in harder, I just held my fingers stiff as she borrowed my hand to play with herself. I could tell she was getting close, so I started helping her out by making sure my fingers hit the target. She seemed to like it as she started moving her hips again. "Don't stop... Don't stop,.." she seemed to keep repeating this until she could no longer form words, "Gyaaaaaa." I could feel a stream of liquid gush over my hand as her entire body seized up. I had to hold her down as I blew my own load deep in her ass. We both fell to our sides on the bed, I was still cuddled up to her backside, but I had slipped out. I could feel my dick resting in the crack of her ass again, but now it was sticky with our fluids. "I should misbehave more often," Gilda panted, "but for now let's take a shower. We gotta get ready for the balloon ride."
Alternate scene ch-42 (Daylight/Feather)(oral)(public)"I'm pregnant!" said Feather Touch, "If it's a boy I want to name it after you. I thought I'd let you pick if it's a girl. I'd rather not go with my own. I want to change mine to Feather Dreamer when we get married, but I don't think it's fitting for a foal." "What about Sweet Dreams," I said, "in honor of my dreams of making Equestria peaceful again." "I love it!" she said, "For a guy that's always so serious, you have a great imagination. I love you so much." She leaned over the desk and kissed me. Next thing I knew she was jumping over it. She landed in my lap somehow managing to have a back leg on either side of me in a rather narrow desk chair. Her orange face shined with its ever-present smile. She looked at me through her purple mane and asked, "Wanna try for twins?" "I don't know," I was nervous, "one of the students could come back any moment. I think Sculptured Stone left his book." "It's not like you're teaching kindergarten," she giggled. "let them walk in." "But what if Celestia wants to know how..." I was cut off by Feather pressing her mouth against mine. I felt her tongue enter my mouth and at that point, I didn't care anymore. I shoved my tongue back in response making sure to do the little twirl that always gave her ideas. We kept going for several minutes before she pulled back so we could catch our breath. "I see someone is getting into it," Feather shifted and I could feel the end of my dick against her wet pussy as it began to unsheath, "you know the rule. You have to water the slide first." She flapped her wings and flew out of my lap to turn around. She landed with her back hooves on the chair, her front hooves on the desk, and her ass in my face. I wasted no time getting my hooves around her to steady myself as I dove in tongue first. I started with wide sweeping licks to warm the area up but gradually I focused more and more on her clit until I was licking circles around it and she was so wet I had to come up for air. She seemed to twitch a few times before flapping her wings again this time turning and pushing my chair back to land on the ground in front of me. "Your turn," she said before opening her mouth wide and taking in the entire flair of my dick. It didn't take me long to fully unsheath as she anomalously managed to take in half my length without choking. I knew she could do more though. I stood up on the chair with my front hooves on the desk to give her a better angle and she took my entire length, bobbing her entire body back and forth as I could feel my medial ring go in and out of her throat. I pulled back to signal that I was about to cum but she shoved herself into me causing me to blow my load directly into her stomach. Feather finally pulled away as I retracted back into my sheath. "All of the protein, none of the flavor," she giggled, "just how I like it." "That certainly was an impressive display," We both jumped as we looked to the door to see none other than Celestia herself, "I'm sorry, this is a public classroom. I didn't think you would mind me watching." "How long were you there?" Feather asked. "I am surprised you didn't notice me," Celestia said, "I was behind you in the hall."
Why Gilda didn't hang out with Rainbow Dash right away. ch-23 (Gilda/Hatchet)(toy)"I got that order for you," said the male griffin behind the counter, "I thought you were takin' the day off. I appreciate your work ethic but you look stressed out." "It's all good, Vinny," Gilda assured the cook, "I'm not letting Gabby take this one." "Alright," he said, "but you set up two days off. You better take one of them." "Don't worry," Gilda assured him, "you're not gonna see my ass tomorrow." "But what if I wanted to see your ass?" Vinny teased. "I already told you I'm not interested," Gilda retorted a little harsher than intended. "Geeze! I can take a hint," Vinny laughed. He knew Gilda wasn't really interested in guys. He just liked teasing her. "I'm sorry, Vinny," Gilda blushed, "you know I don't mind your teasing. It's actually flattering. I just really am as stressed as I look." "Well, you better get the Tartarus outa here then," Vinny chuckled, "this place'll kill ya." "Thank's," Gilda said, "I'll see you later. Much later." Gilda rushed out without waiting to hear another word. She got to her hut and threw her saddlebags on to get ready for the long flight. She really was stressed, but not about work. Vinny's jokes were the worst she had to deal with and she knew he was harmless. He was a respectable guy for a griffin. She was stressed because she couldn't get Jerry off her mind. She kept going back to the conversation they had before. His unique perspective was a lot closer to that of a griffin than anypony she had ever met, but at the same time, he was a genuinely nice guy that probably didn't have spines on his dick. Gilda hit herself in the forehead with a closed talon. She had to get her act together. It isn't easy being a griffin that doesn't want to have kids. Condoms are out, and magic birth control is expensive. Gilda had heard horror stories of griffins trying to take on a stallion to get around it. She wasn't interested in trying. At least as a girl, she could occasionally get another girl to pull out a toy and take turns, and that was ok with her. She really respected Vinny for his struggle. Now she faced an unknown threat, literally. She was interested in this human that had come around. She didn't waste any time trying to deny to herself that she liked Jerry, but she had no idea if a relationship with him would be safe. His dick could be humungous, like a stallion, or spiked, like a griffin. He may not even have a dick, what if humans reproduce asexually. Then he wouldn't even be interested. If he even liked her the same way. As much as she tried to contain herself she couldn't help but imagine that he liked her too and that he had something she could handle. Something that's not too big, and perfectly smooth. She could feel a tremble in her nether region as the image formed in her mind and looked to see a small puddle forming on the floor. She grabbed a towel from a shelf, glad she was home alone. She just had to find a way to see his cock, then she would know if he was the one. She also had to find out before a mare beat her to him. She got to Jerry's place early so she could get it over with. That's what she told herself anyway. It's not like she was hoping to surprise him or spend the evening together or anything. She just wanted to deliver his food, then hide in the bushes outside his bathroom. Then she could go get hammered and forget the whole thing. Knocking on the door of Jerry's cabin she got no answer. She tried the knob and it wasn't locked, but she immediately closed the door again. It smelled like Jerry in there. It didn't stink, in fact, it smelled largely of body wash and weed, but that was his distinct odor. Gilda felt that same feeling she had been getting since they met, it hit her like a ton of bricks. She checked herself again and she was dripping. She really didn't want to explain a puddle by the front door. She started looking in her bag but she didn't bring anything she could clean herself up with. She face-taloned at her lack of foresight. She opened the door again hoping Jerry wouldn't mind if she used his bathroom, only to have his scent wash over her once again. She slammed it and ran around the corner of the cabin as if to hide in shame from the smell. She tried to clear her head but the thoughts of Jerry flooded over her. She wanted to just pin him down, rip his pants off, and see what he was hiding. It had to be smaller than a pony's. He was a big guy, but the way he stood on two feet wouldn't do well if he was too big. That didn't say anything about if he had spikes. At this point, it didn't matter. If it was under a foot and a half she wanted it inside her. Spikes and all. She felt her sopping wet pussy throb at the thought, she needed a release, but she didn't dare go inside the cabin. She was excited enough. She crept behind a bush and took a good look around. The Apples were off in other fields. Nopony was around for miles. She dug around in her bag and found her hatchet. It wasn't her first choice, but the smooth wooden handle would have to do. She took the hatchet in both talons taking care to point the blade away and lowered it between her legs. She started by rubbing the handle up and down her slit imagining it was Jerry pressing against her with his handle sized dick. It certainly got the handle all wet but soon it wasn't enough. She positioned the handle so the end of it was pressed against her clit imagining Jerry was teasing her. She moaned as the weight at the other end of the handle fought against her grip causing it to rub up and down in an almost violent fashion. "Stop teasing," she muttered to her imaginary partner, "you know you want it too." With that, she thrust the handle into herself a good six inches. She gasped as the offset balance of her makeshift dildo once again caused it to shake around. "Fuck," she muttered, her breath quickening as she pushed it in a little deeper to try and steady it. It worked, but she felt it bottom out and she wasn't accustomed to that feeling. She tried to pull it back out but her thigh muscles were fighting her as the rigid handle stimulated parts of her that hadn't been paid attention to in a long time. "Oh, shit, oh, fuck," she hoped desperately that nopony could hear her as she writhed around in the bushes panting and moaning trying to keep her thighs away from the blade of a hatchet. Slowly she managed to wiggle it out and focus its weight where it was needed. "That's it," she muttered, between rhythmic moans, "just like that." At this point, she was able to relax and let her sexual fluids to their thing allowing her to slide the handle in and out focusing the pressure on her G-spot. "Don't you dare stop," She moaned still trying to imagine that she was spreading her thighs to make room for Jerry rather than to avoid cutting them open. "Oh, fuuuuucccckkkk!" She clenched the handle of the hatchet tight as her whole body tensed up and a stream of fluid erupted from her throbbing pussy. She set her makeshift dildo off to the side and laid on her back catching her breath. She tried to imagine Jerry curling up next to her, but it only made her want to actually see him all the more. She wiped herself off on the only cloth thing she had along, her saddle bag. She hid it behind the bush, Jerry didn't even have to know she had it. She grabbed the delivery box and went back to the front door to wait for him, the aroma emanating from it finally losing some of its power. She was just in time as Jerry came into sight.
