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Prompt #41: "Getting wet."

WARNING: This fic focuses on watersports/pee erotica. Reader discretion is advised.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?”

Fluttershy thought about this question as she lay on the ground, her forelimbs keeping her propped up. Braeburn had been asking this question ever since she finally gained the courage to suggest this idea, and every time she had to will herself to answer with her true feelings.

“Of course I am,” she answered after a moment of silence. “I’m just… a little nervous. I’ve never done, um, this before.”

“Can’t say I have, either,” Braeburn responded with a smile. “But, uh, can we start this soon? I don’t know how much longer I can hold out.”

Fluttershy couldn’t help but blush as she looked not at Braeburn’s face, but his legs. He was fidgeting to the point of bouncing on all four hooves, and he made an occasional whimper. Fluttershy could almost believe him when he said he would drink a river dry just to be able to do this for her. The fact that the river’s waterfall was clearly audible from where they were sitting likely only made it that much more difficult for him to remain in control.

“Oh, I’m sorry, of course we can. You can..” she couldn’t believe the words that were about to come out of her mouth. “Um… p-pee on me now.”

The muscles in Braeburn’s face relaxed as much as he would dare allow. “Oh, thank you, honeybun. Gimme just a sec to get situated.”

Wasting no time, Braeburn reared up on his hindlegs and stood much like a dragon or minotaur would. Fluttershy’s blush only grew deeper as she stared at his fully visible endowment. His stomach poked out a little more than usual, revealing that he wasn’t exaggerating his urge to relieve himself.

Braeburn grabbed his shaft with his forelimbs and pointed it at his marefriend. For just a moment, it seemed as if time stood still. He looked right into her eyes, and she looked right back.

“Ohhhh, Fluttershy…”

A small stream of mostly-clear liquid trickled out of Braeburn’s privates. It glistened in the air as it fell onto Fluttershy’s stomach.

Fluttershy couldn’t stop herself from gasping. It felt warm. There was no other way to describe it. His… pee… warmed her belly as it slowly formed a trail down her yellow coat.

For some reason she couldn’t explain, Fluttershy had always fantasized about what it would feel like for a stallion to mark his territory upon her. When she felt like enjoying herself in the dead of night, many of her fantasies would drift towards the subject. There was just something about the idea that seemed so dirty, yet it drove her wild to think about it.

But even though she had begun dating Braeburn so long ago, she was far too embarrassed to bring up the subject. In fact, he eventually figured it out on his own. Fluttershy briefly wondered if she would still be keeping it in the dark from him if she didn’t happen upon him relieving himself on a tree while they were both on a picnic, or failing that, if she didn’t stand there with a big blush and a full wingspan.

“You okay, honey?” He asked her.

Fluttershy looked up and smiled at him with red cheeks. “Oh yes, it feels… really nice. You can, um, go a little harder if you want to.”

“Will do.” Braeburn smiled.

Braeburn’s stream picked up right away, arcing higher and landing at the bridge between Fluttershy’s shoulders.

“Oh, my,” Fluttershy moaned. She could feel her wings extending of their own accord underneath her as more and more of her body was covered in the acrid liquid. The urine trailed all over her as it was pulled down by gravity towards a very exposed and very wet spot between her hindlegs. There, the pleasurable feelings increased tenfold as his pee ran down and around it, forming a puddle around her tail.

Meanwhile, Braeburn could feel his member growing more rigid between his hooves as he kept peeing. Though he wasn’t quite sure of the appeal of being used as an outhouse himself, he couldn’t deny his own feelings on the subject.

Growing up in a farm and spending much of his time outside, Braeburn was more than used to the idea of answering nature’s call where it lived. There was just something about letting himself go somewhere other than a toilet that made him feel like a mischievous young colt again.

“Oh, Braeburn!”

Realizing he had been lost in thought, Braeburn glanced down and gasped. His stream, altered by his growing shaft, was now aimed directly on Fluttershy’s face.

“Oh, sorry, honeybun!” Braeburn immediately turned his body to the left, angling his pee off her face and onto her wing. This only made Fluttershy moan in pleasure once more as his piddle hit a more sensitive part of her body. “Sorry, again!” he said as he directed his aim at the air between her wing and head.

“It’s… okay…” Fluttershy said between breaths. “You can go anywhere on me if you like.”

“You sure, honey?” asked Braeburn.

“You’re peeing on me, Braeburn. That means I’m yours, and you can do whatever you wish.”

Braeburn could only smile. Instead of speaking, he adjusted his trajectory once more. He crossed over Fluttershy’s face once more, letting a few droplets hit her snout, and settled on Fluttershy’s wing. If she wanted him to go on her anywhere, then he might as well go on her everywhere.

Fluttershy let out another moan as both of her fully-extended wings were being marked. She knew that was one of the most sensitive parts of her body, and she knew that Braeburn knew this as well.

Unknownst to her, Braeburn also knew that as sensitive as she was in her wings, there was one spot that he always needed to stimulate in order to make sure she climaxed. Knowing that his bladder was only getting emptier, he decided it was now or never to hit that spot, and with a rigid stallionhood, there was only one way to accomplish this.

Turning his stream back between her wing and body, Braeburn smiled again. “Hey, Flutters?” he asked.

“Y-yes?” said Fluttershy.

“Do I have permission to mark you in your favorite spot?”

Knowing he would have to be empty soon, Fluttershy wasted no time with her answer. “Yes.”

Braeburn also wasted no time in enacting his plan. Letting go of his shaft, he fell down onto all four hooves. His pee stream bounced erratically before coming to a rest on Fluttershy’s stomach once more. Braeburn moved back and lowerd his barrel to the ground. He looked between his legs to guide his stream as it moved from her saturated belly to between her modest teats to the pink bullseye he was aiming for.

Fluttershy’s moaning was at its loudest now. Pleasure spread through her entire body like a raging river. That timid, modest little voice that kept her fantasy a secret from Braeburn for so long was completely gone, washed away by her lover’s special liquid.

In no time, Fluttershy’s pleasure hit its apex. Her back arched and her wings stetched to their very limits as she let out one last loud moan.

Some time passed before Fluttershy became aware of her surroundings again. Nearly all of her body was wet, and she reeked of urine. Braeburn stood beside her, the pressure in him finally relieved.

“Are ya okay, Flutters?” he asked her with both concern and a little pride in his voice.

“That was… amazing,” was all she could say at first.

“Glad you liked it,” said Braeburn

She took the opportunity to look down at her coltfriend’s personal hose. “Oh, dear,” she said with concern.

“What’s the matter?” Braeburn asked, looking worried.

“You’re, uh, still… ready.”

Braeburn raised an eyebrow in confusion, then looked between his legs. “Oh that,” he said with relief. “You don’t have to worry about that. It’ll go away soon enough.”

“Oh, but that won’t do.” Fluttershy sat right up. She felt some urine drip off her snout. “You did something really special for me. It’s only fair I reward you.”

“Aw, you don’t have to-” Braeburn started, but stopped when he felt a damp hoof placed on his lips.

“Of course I do.” Fluttershy looked him in the eyes. “It’s only being kind, after all, and I think I know just how to help you.”

Braeburn said nothing at first when Fluttershy removed her hoof, only choosing to smile. “Okay, honeybun. What do you have in mind?”

At this, Fluttershy’s cheeks turned red once more.

“I, um… have to pee.”

Author's Notes

Yep, totally not into pee play. Also, I ended up going over the time limit by about 10 minutes. Apologies, but I didn’t want the story to end so abruptly. Then again, this is a fic about two cartoon ponies engaging in some off-kilter foreplay, so maybe going a little over the time limit is the least of my problems. :P