Blind Date

Nocte

I let out a loud groan, my face planting on my pillow as my bare slick thighs rubbed against each other. After peeling the damn damped holosuit off, I had taken a brisk cold shower in hopes to curb the growing itch between my legs but to no avail, I lay in the bed naked air drying.

Damn Pharynx! Damn him and the suits to Tartarus!

My mind kept replaying the same events from Avalon, from finding out who he was, him saying that he basically wants me (paraphrasing there) and fondles my body. The way he spoke, my heart beat in a way I haven't felt before with any guy, his lips on my~

I screamed into the pillow in frustration, legs aimlessly kicking about on my star swirled pattern cotton sheets.

Damn me for forgetting to adjust the settings and being a lightweight!

Biting my lower lip, refusing to go and mess with myself because of him, I used my magic and brought my cell phone over to me.

I grabbed it and started looking through it. I noticed that the time, being it close to 8:30 in the morning - I should be asleep by now but I’m too wound-up at this point.

I was looking up random bullshit videos on Hooftube, looking through a variety of funny videos, some cartoons, anything to distract myself.

“I found somepony I care about with this tech~”

“I really do like you...”

“I want to see where this takes us.”

Pretty damn hard to distract myself when I keep playing his words in my head!

I know I’ve seen Pharynx at passing glances on the cover of some magazines, but I never really looked at those. My hand gripped the phone tightly as I gave into my curiosity, went to the search engine and typed in his name and some of his images popped up. He doesn’t make the news alot but there were a few images that some paparazzi ponies took of the prince changeling.

When I got a look at him, I felt my cheeks burning red and a lump in my throat when I saw what he looked like.

Staring at the image, one I was looking at was of him and his brother Thorax having lunch somewhere at some cafe. While Thorax wore a royal green colored robe with a faint yellow floral swirl patterned scattered all about that trailed to his hooves, Pharynx wore a more modern casual attire, he wore a light colored top and jeans that complemented his various skin tones, his arms were exposed but he wore some sort of a golden arm band around his left arm and wearing gold wrist bands on both wrists. The top was a little too tight on him so it showed off some of his muscles.

Recalling when we had spared earlier, feeling his arms and the way he actually fought that wasn’t part of the game animation and talked about that I did see that he had taken good care of his looks from what endeavors he spoke about his warband and working out.

GAHHHHH!

Stuck in some trance, I kept looking through what photos there were of Pharynx. Like I mentioned there weren’t a whole lot of them. Some were behind some backstages, watching what I think was Trixie Lulamoon doing some sort of magic performance. I never really seen any of her shows but I have heard of her - who hasn’t really.

And another of the two, though the picture was blurry and it was taken at a distance, there was them making out in a shady somewhat secluded area. And another of them walking together~

Most of them were of the two. Sort’ve gut wrenching that he was with some other mare and he was talking to me at the same time. Thinking he was just playing around before I dug around more - he doesn’t really have any social media links other than Avalon, but I did find a post that dated back a couple of years ago from Trixie’s main social platform - Buckers- stating that the two had broken up. There weren’t any more posts between the two since then. Not gonna lie, what she posted of him about the break up was horrible, calling him all sorts of nasty names and then posting a picture of her current beau.

What a snake!

What angered me the most that the comment section were also insulting him and the rest of the changeling kind. I was getting heated to the point my horn started to spark and quickly moved on before I could pop off and accidentally blast a hole in the wall or something.

The last photo I could find of him was one he was all alone. Some pony managed to get a really good angle of him, much clearer than the other photos I’ve seen and it was more of a face up.

He was somewhere in Trotterson Circle Garden in Manehatten - I could tell by the rose covered floral wall that was part of the rose maze, sitting on some bench next to a light post. He wore some sort of two tone purple jacket from what I could tell and a peek of the three jewel crest on his chest. The background was blurred just enough that it was mainly focused on his face. He had this soft expression that made me bite my lower lips.

I never was the one to call any guy beautiful but that’s what Pharynx was.

The rest of his photos made him appear to be what I have always guessed given my time with him online - being complete shit head. That in a funny good way. He looked like he teased and joked around or he had this scowl which I could tell he has one by his tone that suggested whatever situation he was in that he was just done with it, but this one showed a completely different side of him.

I stared at the image for the longest time, studying his red horns to his sharp angled facial structure; the colors of his coat going from the deep teal with just a slight gradient of red that peeked from his shirt to his solid purple eyes. I had a but a small glimpse of his purple elytron - the armor that is typically around each changeling's wings before it disappears from view into the clothes he wore.

My gaze then shifted to the curve of his muzzle and his mouth…that’s when my heart began racing once more.

My left hand twitched on the phone before I moved it away, my pointy nails gently touched the side of my neck, idling tracing around the skin, over the scar that was on my neck. Tracing over the areas where Pharynx in the game had kissed.

Even though the suits just create a simulation that stimulates what the other player was doing to them, it felt so lifelike it felt like he was right up on me. Suit or no suit. Avatar persona doing it to me or not, it was still him.

I trembled softly as I slowly dragged my nails down the same pathway where his lips touched, tracing my coat with my nails all over my neck before slowly traveling downward, idling over my collarbone, the space between my heavy breasts. My mind replaying that moment on a continuous loop.

With only this time, I wasn’t holding back the soft pants and moans that seemed to have left my lips, quivering even as I continued to gaze at Pharynx’s picture on my phone. The growing arousal between my legs was becoming too much to handle when I palmed my left breast in my hand and played with it.

Letting out whimpers and moans when I squeezed and massaged it, pinching my nipple with my fingers. Twisting and pulling and twirling to the point that it wasn’t painful but it was right on the edge of it that sent a hard wave of pleasure, causing me to hiss softly.

Dropping the phone on the mattress and lying on my back, I continued to play, recalling how it felt when Pharynx was on me. His lips, tongue, teeth, being such a fucking tease!

My other hand raised, I dragged my fingers up and down along my sternum, my mind seemingly swimming about into the lustful depths of my core. My loins burned and aching as I continued to tease myself.

Already reaching a part of no return, my free hand started its descent further down south, my body feeling hotter than the sun itself and seemed to get hotter from there. I licked my lips and gasped softly.

“If sucking on my breast was enough to make my head spin,” I breathlessly whispered, inching that hand everso closer to its destination, causing my body to shudder with a lustful giggle, “I wonder what else he can do with that mouth of his…” I purred softly as my fingers just barely grazed my molting slit.

My fingers slipped past the folds easily and my whole body jolted as a result, pressing up against the sensitive nub and began rubbing myself. One hand twisting and pulling on my breast, the other playing with my clit, with my head tilted back on the bed I was moaning and hissing as pleasure shocked throughout my body.

Selfcontrol? What’s that?

Diving head first into the white rabbit hole, giving in to temptation.

I felt my jaw slacked open, tongue out and exposed and drool running down my chin and neck, legs spreading out more to get more excess, feeling extremely hot to the touch, my hands amped up the stimulation.

My windows were still open at this point, I didn’t give a flying fuck who might’ve flown past it to look and see.

It didn’t take long before this sharp, blissful wave washed over me; my vision turned pure white but for a few moments and my horn sparked as a result.

Panting heavily, letting go of my breast and pulling my fingers out, as the orgasmic rush clouds my mind. My pussy dripping fingers seemed to find themselves up to my mouth, I eagerly opened my lips and inserted the two in and began suckling on them. Tasting myself felt so erotic that it only made my situation even more of a predicament.

However, as I was licking up the lady cum off my fingers, I noticed that my fangs had gotten longer.

Oh boy.

Forcing myself to sit up, I looked towards the vanity mirror in my room and saw my reflection~

I noticed that my coat had more of a wild floof, my tufted ears looked like it had gotten even more fluffier. Fangs grew to the point where I could see them visibly past my upper lips and the pupils of my eyes were just tiny black lines. As if someone had drawn thin lines with a pen in my eyes.

F-f-ff-f-f-ffffffuckkk I’m so horny!

I look and feel like some feral beast that needs her appetite to be sated.

All bat ponies tend to get that way when sexually stimulated, I’m no exception.

All of my natural senses heightened so I was able to hear everything outside the apartment. From the ponies below us going about their daily lives, the smells of street food being sold and served to a couple of blocks from me. My vision, everything around me looked much more crisper and sharper.

I glanced over my closet, panting heavily as I thought about digging out my stash but I knew damn well that I would never be able to satisfy myself once I got to this point…

I need that physical touch of some pony. Using my hands on myself won’t bring me the release I craved. It has been proven time and time again since after my first heat wave. After the season had ended, I was in the shower and felt like touching myself then as well, after the first orgasm, I was unable to continue pleasure myself but I was sooo horny that I had to take care of it before I drove mad with C~

I smelt Coco’s sweet pea perfume walking down the hallway with some food, coming to the door. My ears flickered towards the direction of her hoofsteps.

Well…she did offer herself to me earlier, might as well take it up.

I hurled off my mattress, I flitted out of the bedroom, crossing the main room stark ass naked without a care in the world. Making a mad dash for the door, unlocking it and swinging that puppy wide open just as she was about to unlock it herself, giving her a jumpscare.

“W-whoa! Nocte what’s wr~”

My hands shot out and I grabbed her wrist and yanked her inside, listening to her asking me what was wrong as I shut and relocked the door behind me. I then turned and gave her a look. I gave her a once over look before pulling her close and pressed my lips up against hers. My brunch fell to the hardwood floor but my hunger wasn’t into the burger and potatoes I ordered.

Coco was startled by the assault but she quickly returned the kiss, my tongue teased her mouth to open more before wordlessly thrust it inside her. Wrestling but dominating her much smaller tongue.

Moaning against each other, I broke the kiss, leaving a thin strand of saliva connecting to each other before moving the kiss over to her neck, enticing her sweet coos and whimpers. Being careful not to accidentally sink my fangs into her neck, I did tease her with them.

“W-what’s gotten into you?” Coco gasped out loud.

“Forgot to turn the intimate sensors off of my suit. I’m horny as fuck.” I whispered, tugging her cute ears with my teeth as a hand reached around and grabbed a big handful of her firm little ass.

“W-wait, someone tried to have sex with you in the game?” She sounded appalled. I know her views about me with those suits and was worried this might happened, but~

“It’s complicated.” I grunted as I continued to grope my best friend, this one little sexy mare right in front of me. Squeezing and massaging her glutes as I pressed myself up against her. She took the initiative and her hands were raised up and she began touching my bare breasts. Squeezing and fondling them as if they were her toythings.

Though her hands were smaller in comparison, the feel of them fondling my body was heavenly all the same. That constant nagging wanting feeling of being touched rocked my burning core only wanting to be touched even more.

“But right now, I need you.”

That was when Coco grabbed me by the shoulders and threw me down on the brown couch in the living room, climbed on top of me and kissed me in heated passion.

Coco

Don't get me wrong, I was mortified that somepony from that stupid game of hers had the audacity to try something and take advantage of her…

However I can't help but be turnedon at how fluffy Nocte gets when she's turned on. When my best friend says she needs me, how can I refuse?

We continued to kiss in heated passion, feeling her hands roaming up and down my back as I pressed up against her. Hands roaming around her coat, feeling how soft it was, marveling at it even. There was even a bit of chest floof in the space between her delicious looking boobs from her getting this way. My hands traveled up to them and kneaded them. Hearing her moan and cooed, I twisted and pulled on her light perky blue nipples before bunching her breasts together and shoving my face in her cleavage, nuzzling and rubbing between the two pillows, feeling more of her soft floof.

I don't know if all bat ponies are like this in general, but I'm glad Nocte inherited those traits. It made her even more enticing. And not to mention she looked super cute!

My fluffy blue bean.

"Nnngh, C-coco.." she moaned my name, tugging at my dress in a desperate attempt to pull it off.

I let up from the boob snuggles before sitting up, straddling over her lap. My hands fumbled to take the white belt off before taking the sundress and pulled it up and over my head, tossing it in the ground.

Giggling when I saw Nocte staring at me, licking her lips and long fangs. Her horn glowed with magic and I felt the clasp of my bra being tugged on before it came undone.

“Somepony is eager.” I responded, and soon the underwear was gone before she grabbed me.

Now Nocte can be strong, not superpony strength or earth pony strength or pure strength of a dragon, but it was a combination of bat pony genetics and years of working on her father’s orchard. What I’ve heard is that bat ponies are a warrior class pony race. All of their offspring have inherited some amount of impressive strength, guess that’s why Princess Luna’s guards are all bats. Nocte isn’t physically as strong as the purebloods, but she can carry her own when she wants to be, because she hefted me up - we’re roughly the same height - she lifts me up over her shoulder. She wasn’t rough about it, but she was going way too fast.

“W-whoa Nocte, slow down.” I said nervously as she carried me back to her bedroom in no time at all. I was worried she might accidentally get her hoof caught on something and fall, I don't want both of us getting injured.

One thing I will say is that in the six months since we started sleeping with each other, we both learned that Nocte does get like this, she can be slightly aggressive. I won’t harp on her too much because she was still getting used to sex all together.

We got in the room, she laid me down on her mattress, laying me on my back. When I saw the expression on her face, not gonna lie, she looked more like a predator standing over her prey and a small part of me was frightened.

I watched as Nocte got down between my legs, her hands on my upper thighs, pushing them apart so she could gain better access.

“I already got a head start, need to get you caught up first,” she purred seductively, grazing her fangs along my inner thigh. I gasped and moaned when feeling her starting to nip along my skin traveling down to my lower entrance.

When she said it that way, it really got me thinking about what she said about her forgetting to adjust the settings of her suit. When I asked her about somepony trying to take advantage of her, she said it was complicated….

Did she…liked whatever that pony was doing to her?

I was going to ask her what she meant, all that seemed to disappear when she spread my lips with her fingers and pressed her muzzle in and started lapping at my clit with her tongue.. “Ayee!” I squeaked.

She moaned as began eating me out, feeling her go in slow circular motion on the knot, her hands traveled up and grabbed my legs. The room was filled with the sounds of her slurping and sucking on my juices, hearing her moan by the taste.

I couldn’t help but giggle and cooed as I watched her, feeling drool trailing down my lips. She looked up at me, making eye contact as she feasted on me, watching my face before closing her eyes again and continued to explore my depths. Her ears flickered each time I made a sound, it was just adorable to watch.

“Y-you’re doing good,” I panted, reaching a hand out and ran my fingers through her mane, giving her encouragement. “Ahh yess, just like that, Nocte.” I trembled softly by her touch.

However when she started using her fangs on my nub, I had to stop her. “H-hey, watch the fangs.” I groaned. I wasn't comfortable with her using them on me just yet, they are really sharp and elongated more and can easily cut me if she’s not careful. I know she won’t really hurt me but I’m just not used to having sharp teeth touch me down there.

“Sorry,” she murmured softly before kissing my lower lips before diving back into eating out my marehood.

Pressure soon began building up and she began sucking harder, she let go a leg as she ramps up her antics and grabbed onto my breast. Massaging and teasing the nipples with her fingers, my cries echoing the bedroom as my body trembled in delight. I placed my other hand on top of hers, now keeping both her head and hand close, arching my back.

“Fuck! Nocte I’m gonna cum!” I squealed. It wasn’t long before I wrapped my legs around her head, smashing it evermore against me as I came all over her muzzle with a cry. Trembling before letting her go and lay flat on the bed panting.

She groaned against me, lapping at my juices as much as she could before she crawled away from my pussy and climbed up on top of me. Nocte placed a hand on my cheek and kissed me once more.

I wrapped my arms around her back and my legs wrapped around her waist before we changed positions once more, with me now on top. “Ready?” I asked her, ready for the main event.

“P-please hurry, I can’t wait.” Nocte whimpered.

With a grin, I grabbed her leg and lifted it up, I scooted closer, close enough to where our snatches were touching. Both of us began to move and grind our hips, the whole apartment echoed our cries of passion. Not caring if our neighbors would be able to hear us. Each move, each bump against our wet nethers sends another wave of pleasure and brings us everso closer to the state of ecstasy.

As we did our dance of intimacy, I couldn’t help but gaze at Nocte’s expression; she had her eyes close, her cheeks were just burning bright red, her lips parted as she lewdly made sounds that were a mix between moaning and hissing.

“Mmnnph, gah, you look so cute like this, Nocte.” I cooed and panted. “W-we really gotta let others see just how adorable you’re being.”

“D-don’t say things like that!” She let out a whine which made me laugh. She was pretty easy to tease and make her squirm, especially when we’re like that.

“But it’s true.” I moaned as we both picked up the pace as pressure was building back up again. Our cries of pleasure were synchronized, having a harmonious pitch, bouncing off one another as we grew closer and closer.

My eyes went from her expression to looking up at her chipped horn. I saw that her red magic was beginning to spark from within the chipped and cracked areas, knowing that she was on the teetering edge.

And soon Nocte went over it. Tilting her head back with a scream, her horn letting out a burst of magic energy as she came hard. Spewing her love juices all over my knot and pelvic area with me soon following right behind her. Both of us collapsed from exhaustion, breathing very hard.

I had a dreamily smile on my face as I lifted my head up. Giggling when I saw that Nocte had passed out, her breathing had deepened, had an expression on her tired face that was blissful to watch.

Sighing softly, I pushed myself up, grabbed her blanket and covered the both of us, I scooted to where I laid next to her, wrapping my arm around her and putting my head against her fluffy boobs.

We’ll talk when you wake up, my little blue bean.