Candy & Diamonds
Clop-fiction by: Foxvolt
This was requested, so I did it. I have no clue what the person's name was.
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Pinkie returned to her abode after a long day with Mr. And Mrs. Cake. She loved helping, especially with the baking of all the sweet sweet sugary treats, but everypony has to stop sometime.
She trudged in the front door with a small smile, dragging her hooves slowly. Her energy was sapped by the long hours, preparing for both Scootaloo and Apple Bloom's birthday parties.
Who knew, they were born in the same week?
The home looked the same, felt the same, even sounded the same.
Silent.
There was nopony to ease the quietness in her home, in her head, in her heart.
Solemnly, she kicked the door closed behind her, walking to the kitchen. Maybe a snack would help her escape the thoughts.
She noticed a package wrapped in brown paper, laced with string, and a note attached. It read:
" Pinkie Pie, you weren't in, so I left this in here for you. Sorry about the vase.
~ Ditzy Doo "
Pinkie looked beside the counter to the window, and indeed saw that her vase of cookies was cracked. How Ditzy, Derpy, whatever... Did that, she would probably never know. But instead of pondering it for too long, she proceeded to open the package.
She bit the string carefully, and it gave away with little effort. The paper posed as little problem as the following taped box.
Quickly, she began pulling out the contents of the small box, and a relatively broad arrangement of sugar and spices in small colorful jars met her eye.
At the bottom was a note, taking it put, she examined it and read the message.
" Pinkie - Found these when I was out shopping for some - " It looked as if several things had been sprawled across the paper across this point. In the end, whoever it was simple scribbled the section out.
" Anyway, I thought you might... Enjoy these. They seem like something you'd use anyway.
~ Dash "
Pinkie frowned lightly. " Something i'd enjoy? They're cooking ingredients... What're you up to Dashie? "
She was putting them in a nearby cabinet, when a pink pink bottle caught her eye. She read the label, and it said in bold italic letters: Laughter.
Curious, she opened the lid, and smelled the spice. There wasn't an odor to it, but there was something about it that was... Different.
Laying a small amount onto her hoof, the tasted it. It had a leafy, and yet gradient texture to it. It was as tasteless as it was odorless.
Something in her hooves tingled, and she cringed slightly. After a moment, the tingling sensation traveled up her fore and back legs, and over her body. She felt herself suppress a light giggle as it reached her throat. Her hair seemed to poof out larger than usual, and her tail began to flick excitedly.
After a minute or so, she felt the sensations stop. She was glad, but also somewhat disappointed.
" What is this stuff anyway... " She asked quietly, finding no content label. " I wonder if it's magic or something... "
She poured a relatively larger amount into her hoof, and downed it. Within a few moments her pupils dilated, and her back hoof was tapping intensively.
A small *hic!* escaped Pinkie's throat as she ingested the spice. She felt strangely numb, and she began to breathe quickly.
She felt herself giggling. She didn't know when she had begun, but she was now. But, why?
The thought struck her as funny. Why... Why ask why? It was funny, so she laughed at it. Laughing itself was funny to her, so she laughed at herself for the double-joke.
" A double joke? Now THAT'S loco in the fro-jo! " She yelled, laughed obscenely at her pun, and dropped to the floor in her hysterics, rolling in multiple directions.
After a few more minutes, the tide of laughing subsided, and Pinkie found herself re-assembling all the spices in front of her.
They ranged from everything. Laughter to sadness, joy to anger, confused to pleasured.
She saw one that wasn't quite the same small bottle as the others. It was a slightly larger one, in a brown container, it looked like a pepper shaker. She poured some onto the table, it looked like pepper.
Smelling it, a few grains went into her nose, and she sneezed them back out. It smelled like pepper, too.
She was cautious, and tasted a few Grains, then started coughing vigorously.
Yup, that was pepper.
" What the hay, Dashie... " Coughing vigorously, she put the shaker to the side, debating what spices to try next.
" Enthrallment... Confusion... Lustful...?" The only one of these Pinkie understood was Confusion, so until she got a dictionary, she put them aside.
Her eyes fell upon the last two containers.
" Angry... Pleasure? " Pinkie took the one of anger, and discarded it, eying the small cylinder that could bring her some form of pleasure?
She placed it on the table, and put the rest of the spices in the box given, placing it in a cabinet. She pushed it in with the end of her nose, and returned to the table.
The table had a small amount of pepper, the wrapping and string, and a container of " pleasure. "
She was about to test the container, when she saw something white poking out of the wrapping the box was in...
Examining it a moment, she pulled the wrapping away to find last month's issue of PlayMare?
Her initial reaction was to widen her eyes, and drop the magazine.
After a moment, she looked around, checking for somepony watching her, then stooped down in front of the magazine.
On the cover was a dull-brown stallion with greatly toned flank-muscles, and a Cutie Mark of what seemed to be a screwdriver crossing a wrench.
She bit her lip. Should she...?
Then a thought struck her...
" Dashie sent me these! "
What could that mean? Was she here now? Was she being watched?
" Dashie? " Pinkie called out.
" Oh Dashie, come out wherever you are! " She called again.
There was no response.
After a few moments, she slowly turned back to the supplies given to her.
" Well, I guess Dashie wouldn't do anything bad to me... " She notched up her confidence.
She grabbed the container of Pleasure, opened a flap on the lid, and before thinking twice, swallowed a mouthful of the dry, powdery substance.
Pinkie waited a few moments. Then a few more.
" Did I break it or som- " Her words were cut short as a gasp escaped her lips. " Oh... Pleasure... " Was all she uttered before it crashed upon her.
Her being was in euphoric bliss, and she occasionally contorted and spasmed in small jolts of pleasure. She felt hyper, like the biggest sugar rush she had ever felt. It was great.
Pinkie wanted to lie there and enjoy the feeling, but she knew she had to do something before she went mad!
She hopped up, snatched the bottle and magazine, then rushed upstairs.
Locking the door behind her, she rummaged through her belongings for something she could use for better stimulation...
" Too dusty. Too soft! Too... Ugh, are those sprinkles STILL there? " She muttered as she shuffled through her closet.
" Wait, where's my uper-duper jumbo hugenormous candy cane stick? I thought it was next to the automatic sprinkle gun... Is it on the thingamajig downstairs?
She rummaged through several drawers impatiently before a satisfied *Aha!* was spoken through her immense grin.
She looked it over. Yup, it was a candy cane rod. A big one; about as big as a...
Pinkie giggled excitedly as she thought about what she could do.
" Ooh, I know, I know! " she said aloud, a thought sparking in her mind.
She took the container of material ' pleasure, ' and sprinkled some lightly on the oversized candy rod, propping it against the foot of her bed.
She gave it a lick, and her senses were shocked with a sweet jolt of pleasure. How it worked, she had no idea. Nor did she care.
She lapped at the cane joyfully, her body taking in copious amounts of pleasure and magical spice.
" Bet Dashie Washie sent me these knowing I'd do it too. Didn't ya? " She spoke to herself, as she moved a hoof to her crotch.
" Ooh, if only Dashie were here to help, things would be SOO much easier... " Pinkie stopped licking, and with a grin, dropped to the floor, peeking under the bed.
" Aha! "
...Nothing...
" Drat... I could've sworn my Pinkie Senses were telling me somepony was here... I really need the help... " Pinkie frowned.
She was about to resume her sweet and spicy masturbation, when she heard a noise from the other side of her door.
" Hello? Dashie, is that you!? " Pinkie exclaimed happily, jumping in the air. She didn't want to walk out of the door, that would be too boring. So instead, she walked up behind the Dash that was pressing her ear to her door on the dark staircase.
" Whatcha doin? " Pinkie asked, poking the mare's thigh.
" Oh, please, do hush darling, I'm tr-Ah! My word Pinkie Pie! Wait... How are you behind me if you were in your room...? "
" Oh Dashie, I'm Pinkie Pie! I just do it! " Pinkie laughed at the mare's confusion.
It was then Pinkie noticed the difference in Dash's voice. It wasn't hers. It sounded like some other ponies'. It sounded like...
" RARITY?! " Pinkie was shocked. Not only was her most proper and mare-like friend sneaking in her house while she was masturbating, she did it when Pinkie thought she was Dash! The nerve!
" Why are YOU here?! "
Rarity backed against the door as pinkie scowled, pushing her forehead challengingly against Rarity's.
" Why, I, listen dear, I just thought I could help you, possibly, uhm... Oh dear, this does not appear very good from your perspective, does it? " Rarity cowered slightly as pinkie towered over her.
" Well if you wanted to help... Why didn't you just say so!? I could REALLLYYY use some help about now, I'm stuck using some spice on a sugar stick! By the way, do you know what this stuff is? I think it's this powdery kinda spice. I got them in a box, and they all had labels! So I took the labels and I read em, and THEN I- " Rarity put a hoof to Pinkie's mouth.
" Hush darling, I know, I know. I'm... The one who sent you them... And the magazine... I was going to show myself to you but I... I couldn't do it. " Rarity blushed in the darkness of the staircase.
Even in the near pitch blackness, Rarity's rosy cheeks over her white coat pierced through the darkness. " But I suppose we could still do what we need to... " She said quietly, closing her eyes and sighing.
Pinkie giggled lightly, and opened the door inwards from the other side, Rarity falling through.
" Woah! Now just HOW you seem to just... Teleport in such a manner, I shall never know... " She sighed to herself.
Pinkie closed and locked the door as rarity stood inside.
" Yeah yeah, less talkie, more pleasey! " Pinkie smiled, as she brushed up against rarity in a provocative manner.
" Oh my, are you in heat or something? You seem quite giddy. " Rarity asked..
Pinkie didn't respond, and just waited wide-eyed for Rarity to do something.
Slowly, gradually, she reclined against a wall, Pinkie mirroring the motion. "Now, remember, the longer you last, the better it gets. Don't rush, pace yourself. Some teasing is usually a good idea. It's different for everypony. "
Rarity took a hoof, and toyed with one of her left breasts. She groped it with her left, while her right slid slowly down her body towards her nether regions.
She rolled the breast one way, then the other, seeing pinkie following suit intently. " Ohh, do remember to control yourself in the beginning, or you may looohhh~se control! "
Rarity's sentences were laced with low toned-in pinkie's opinion, sexy, moans, as she began to rub the skin around her petals, and flick the tip of her breasts.
" This is so boooringgg! Can't we go any faster? " Pinkie asked, still mirroring rarity.
" Patience dear, the longer you take to please yourself, the better the result! " Rarity bit her lip as she squeezed a breast, pleasure shooting up her spine.
Pinkie focused most of her attention on her still-moist nether, poking and prodding with her hooves. After a minute of this, she retrieved the candy cane stick from the bed, laying back down beside Rarity, who was too lost in herself to notice.
An idea sparked in Pinkie's mind, as she laid on her back opposite of Rarity, their flanks touching gingerly. She giggled at her own cleverness, and pressed the tip of the rod into her own desiring crevice. She surprised the urge to push all the way in, instead lining up herself with Rarity, and slamming back into her.
The two gasped in unison as they shared the treat, and grinded against one another.
" Oh, clever thinking darling... I do say this will work... For both of us... " Rarity caught her breath before beginning a rocking motion that Pinkie patiently followed.
" Thanks, I saw somepony do it with somepony else this one time when I was watching them only they didn't KNOW I was watching them and they were- "
" Oh, please Pinkie, let's fooohhh~cus at the task...* pant * at hoof... Allright? " Rarity asked with a pleading look.
Pinkie laughed as she sped up her motions.
" Okey dokey lokey! " She giggled again, twisting her body this way and that around the candy rod she was sharing with Rarity.
She didn't expect her first time to be with rarity, but whatever! Better with a friend that a stranger!
As Rarity's moans increased, Pinkie couldn't help but think of some random stallion coming up to her, laying her back like she was now. Kissing her tenderly, whispering dirty words in her ear... And taking her with a passion...
Pinkie closed her eyes as well, thinking of her own stallion, licking the whipped cream from her body, lips as sweet as sugar cookies... The two soon began to lose themselves in the indulging thoughts of erotica.
The two built a steadily increasing speed, rocking into each other faster and faster every time, the candy rod barely fitting between the them.
Slowly, surely, they felt their climaxes approaching.
” Are you ready my dear? * Pant * I'm... Close... * Pant * " Rarity muttered between pants and moans.
" Yup yup! C'mon, let's finish each other! It'll be more fun! " Pinkie said, quickly sliding off the rod, and pulling it out from a defiant rarity.
" Pinkie, I don't think that we- Mph! " Rarity sputtered as Pinkie backed into her.
They spoke no more, and began to lick and moan excitedly. Their peaks approached extremely quickly, and they only shoved their tongues deeper into each other, greedily lapping up as much of the others juices as possible.
The taste was nowhere near exquisite, but it was suitable enough for each mare's liking. Each taste led to another, and another. Until...
" Oh, Pinkie, slow down, please! You're.. I'm going to...! Oh, dear! Ohhh~ " Rarity moaned in ecstasy and bliss as Pinkie relentlessly ate her out, pushing over the limit. " Pinkie... Pie... "
Rarity wrapped her fore-hooves around Pinkie's waist, bringing her down on top of her, and allowing her to finish her friend as she peaked.
" PINKIE PIE!! " Rarity yelled, momentarily extracting her from Pinkie's crotch to yell as she came. As she did, she redoubled her efforts on pinkie, who clenched her walls, and with a giddy laugh, came as well.
They wasted no fluid, lapping up every drop. Pinkie spun to face rarity, still on top of her, and without a word, kissed her deeply.
There was no resistance, there was no trick to it, it was a kiss. A loving kiss. And they remained in the kiss, embracing one another for the remainder of their afterglow, eventually moving to hold each other on Pinkie's bed.
In the back of her mind, Pinkie told herself to remember that spice next time Rarity came by.
The sun rose, and a new day under Celestia's light was to begin.
" Happy Hearts and Hooves day, darling. " Rarity whispered, as the two snuggled on the bed, falling asleep in each other's comforting grasp.
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Yup, this was written quite a while ago, on Hearts and Hooves day ;3
I'll be releasing more stories soon, so keep an eye out, and, as always, Comment on the story, I'd love to hear some feedback, and what I can improve on ^_~
By the way: Your mother is behind you.
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Made'ja look ^-^
