It was rare for Sweetie Belle to take a vacation. Most of her time was spent assisting her older sister, tending to Cutie Mark Crusader business, or honing her talents as a singer in her rare downtime. Pooling their resources, the CMC had purchased tickets to a hot spring tucked away in a resort situated on a remote mountaintop. She'd abandoned her companions for the moment to take in the sights on her own, eyes scanning scenery that was a rustic mix of earthy greens and browns.
Removing her sandals, she wiggled her toes and smiled at her bare feet touching the earth. Her white dress trimmed with blue was rather plain but cute, conforming to curves which had filled out once she started to reach maturity. At this rate she was on the road to surpassing Rarity if this continued. She decided to forgo a bra, her perky tits poking against her top; her marehood and posterior were clad in lacy white panties, her skirt whirling in the cool breeze and whipping teasingly about.
“How scandalous!” She giggled and hummed to herself while she walked the winding trail. Her curls bounced in rhythm to her jiggling tips and buttocks; from watching her sister's moves she nearly had her strut down to a fine art.
This was her chance to really let herself go and experiment; how could she truly know herself if she wasn't willing to take risks? Looking around, she decided to take a rarely tread path, one where it was highly unlikely she'd run into anyone else.
Most ponies went into the hot springs into the nude, and she decided why wait? A blush colored her smiling face when she lifted her dress over her head, her supply mounds falling out and smacking into each other with a quiver. The pale orbs were topped with wide, hot pink nipples, wide and stiff in the cool breeze which caressed her supple skin.
Next came her panties; she hooked her fingers into the band, slid them down her shapely hips until they fell at her ankles. Daringly she stepped out of them, tucking them into her purse which she hit in the underbrush before moving on.
She doubted Apple Bloom or Scootaloo would ever had done something this daring, not even to earn their cutie marks! Not that they had to worry about that anymore, the sides of their asscheeks adorned by the symbols they'd earned!
Gradually she made her way to where her pals were probably already waiting, staring down at her shapeliness, enjoying the show it was putting on with each wobble and sway. Never before had she felt so liberated.
Eventually she came upon the tucked aside alcove where the attendees could freely bathe. Thin wisps misted around the area and partially blinded her. Grinning, she started to wander forward to the hot water surrounded by rocks, then frozen and barely swallowed a loud gasp. Quickly she ducked behind some bushes, unable to look away.
Somehow she'd wandered into the boy's section. Partially submerged in the heated waters was Rumble, the pegasus soaking with his head tipped back and his eyes closed. She reflexively licked her pouty lips, studying his taut musculature.
A splash sounded when he rose. She almost cried out and ducked lower, his back to her while he stood fully nude with a contented sigh. Water ran off outstretched wings, down his well-toned back, and over his powerful buttocks. Most of all she was drawn to his surprisingly hung equipment that dangled between his legs; his thick penis and swollen testicles.
She'd never been with a stallion before. The closest she'd came was practicing kissing a bit with her fellow CMC, Babs Seed, Diamond Tiara, and Silver Spoon; or maybe when she'd found Rarity's hidden romance novel stash, imagining all kinds of studs ripping her clothes away and ravishing her while she masturbated herself absolutely silly for hours at a time.
Heating up all over herself, especially in her loins, she spread her thighs while squatting and quietly slid a hand to her twat. First she traced her slit and meaty pink tips, teasing out a swelling clit, feeling herself pulse and moisten. Her lower holes clenched the air, desperate to be filled, and she bit her lower lip to muffle a low, needy moan.
She inserted a couple fingers deep into her pussy which clenched around her. Sliding further and deeper into the velvet sleeve, she hooked a fingertip, teasing her g-spot and making more love nectar trickle out and pool into a growing puddle below.
Stealthily she fingerbanged herself, using her thumb to flick her clitoris. Irritatingly she had to slow her pace to mute the wet, messy schlicks that sounded each time, a part of her wishing she could just give up all pretense and jump his bones.
He turned in her direction and she paused, wondering if he could spot her? But no; he was looking skyward, unawares. Again she scanned his glistening, chiseled form, wishing he'd yanked her out and crush him to his powerful chest with those arms.
Her vision blurred, lost in the moment, feeling a rising climax about to crash down on her. By now she was winking, her free hand squeezing and manipulating a tit, its bud pinched between her fingers. But before her long-awaited release could commend, she spotted a hairy spider out of the corner of her eye, and instinctively jumped to her feet with a high-pitch squeal.
“Sweetie Belle?!” Standing nude before each other, he instantly swelled fully erect, his vein-lined cock bobbing.
“Uh...um...sorry!” Turning bright red, she timidly started to turn, when he flew from the bath and grabbed her wrist.
“You were poking your clam to me, weren't you?” She somehow turned even whiter all over and he grinned, pulling her to him. Soaking in his body heat, she heaved, almost hyperventilating while she listened to his strong heartbeat. “It's cool. I'd totally do the same if our positions were reversed. Say...want to join me? Maybe we can scratch each other's itch?”
“R-really?! I mean...” She suddenly felt rather self-conscious.
“You're one of the prettiest girls I've ever met. I'm lucky.” In an instant she clumsily pressed her lips to his, leaning into him. He nibbled on her lips, pushing his tongue into her mouth, and she wrestled back with him, not minding that he was obviously more experienced. His wingspan wrapped around her, one hand upon her lower back and another sliding to squeeze her fleshy rump.
Sloppily they made out, a bit of drool running from the corner of her lip as they tasted the other. Hand-in-hand they wandered into the waters, which sloshed around them, kissing all the while. This continued for several minutes, their hands wandering all over in aimless exploration, but she still felt rather unsatisfied and sensed he probably felt the same.
Lowering herself to her knees, she faced his crotch, poking his flare which twitched and leaked a bit of precum. She kissed his urethra and he shuddered, sucking out his dab of release and rolling it on her taste buds. “Yummy,” she whispering savoring the salty, thick texture. Her nostrils flared when she inhaled his musk, dulling her brain with sheer wanton lust.
Steadying herself, she took one of his testicles into her maw, gently nibbling and suckling on the sack. She pulled on it, and he hissed between his teeth, his wings fluttering. He placed a hand atop her scalp, guiding her up to his aching cock.
She didn't need any direction from here, but allowed him to direct her anyhow, her tongue starting at the base. She traced the veins, encircled his medial ring, and traced his flare.
Finally she swallowed him, staring up with wide eyes while his hands clasped upon the back of her skull. He humped into her face, his length driving into her throat, making her gag a tad.
Pleasing him made her happy. She'd caught her her older sister doing the same with a few stallions in secret and copied her techniques. She exaggerated her moans a little, put on the most playfully submissive expression she could muster, and deliberately made her lips smack and noisily slurp while she sucked him off with a steadily increasing tempo.
“St-stop,” he cried gently but firmly pulling her mouth off him with a pop. “Or I'll finish too early!”
Saliva trailed from her mouth to his dick when she pouted and huffed. “Well then, what should we do?”
“Heh. I'll tease you a little, then we'll move from there!” He yanked her to the more shallow end. His maw pressed to one of her tits, closing around the squishy flesh, and sucking on it. She whinnied and whined as his tongue rolled circles around her areola, his teeth carefully nipping at the bud. He switched to her other breast, giving it similar treatment.
Greedily Rumble nipped and suckled, like she had sweet milk to siphon out of her jugs. She burned and moaned, spikes of pleasure spreading throughout her bust, making her ache even more to be filled by him.
Desperately she pushed forward and they fell with a splash into the shallows, sharing a laugh. “You're by far the noisiest, most animated girl I've ever been with!” She happily squirmed and squeaked under his touches. “Ready for the next round?” She nodded, then cocked an eyebrow when he slid her slippery form over him, until they faced the other's groin.
Without waiting for a prompt she took him back into her mouth. She practically sat on his face, his tongue tracing over her lower holes, the shocking pink a nice contrast to her alabaster skin. In turn she sloppily licked his cock, slid lower to his balls, and finally came to his dark anal wing, which she experimentally prodded making him wince.
“Dirty girl.” He chuckled between rimming her own clenching asshole, switching between it and her gushing snatch.
“Is...is that bad?” She paused, hands continuing to stroke his length which dripped with smelly pre.
“Nah, I love it! Last thing I want is some timid girl who just wants to lay back and make me do all the work! I need someone who's kinky and willing to experiment! That's why all my other relationships fell apart...”
“Sorry. But I'll make it better!” They resumed their ministrations, their lips closing on sphincters, driving them open with their tongues while they sucked and swirled. He landed a hard swat on one of her buttocks, making her tense up as it jiggle and she closed hard around his fleshy muscle.
He took a moment to admire the red hand print he left, then delivered another smack on her raw, untouched buttcheek. Repeatedly he spanked her wobbly assflesh, her marehood winking and creaming his muzzle.
He drank down the small rushes of release that shot into and over his snout. His attention turned back to her cunt, the glistening, pulsing walls drooling and tethered together by ribbons of her lubrication. He spread her open with his fingers, locked partially within those slimy walls, staring into a pink cavern parted so wide now he gazed at her cervix entrance.
Unable to wait any longer, he slid out from beneath her, pulled her up, and rushed her towards the bank. Her eyes widened and she yelped in surprise, bosom heaving when he forcibly bent her over the shore, barely able to restrain himself.
“Is it okay?” He took his stallionhood in a hand, stroking it, his flare teasing her winking entrance.
“Yes! Put it in already!” She practically screamed at him, covering her lips in embarrassment sounding far more mean than she intended as she'd been equally worked up by now and needed to be bred. Hastily he shoved himself into her, easily sliding into her depths, while she cried out joyously and wiggled her hips and bottom the entire time, hands resting onto the earth.
“Oh, fuck me! Make me your mare!” She'd watched tons of porn in her time, trying to emulate the way those mares acted, but the dirty talk naturally spilled out by now. She only hoped it didn't sound too corny when he started to pound her.
You're a good-bad girl,” he teased pulling on her mane while his free hand alternated between groping one of her hanging, swinging tits, and delivering more smacks on her by now blushing backside. “Even better than Bloom and Scoots! Oops, I m-”
She looked back at him while he continued to rail her. “You fucked my friends?” He nodded sheepishly and she giggled. “It's fine. I know you saved the best for last! I'll show you I'm a much better lay!”
Her frame shuddered with each fierce thrust into her. He slammed himself deep as he could, conforming her interior to him, claiming her; and her face twisted in rapture, a long shrill cry escaping her. He increased his pace to the limits, humping her with reckless abandon, grunting and groaning and gritting his teeth when he started his build to a climax.
Her dam broke upon his groin, her cries echoing in a continuous wail when she spurted all over him. Her limbs trembled and threatened to go out under her. She jammed a middle finger up her ass, its warmth constricting around a digit embedded past the knuckle. Her inflamed marehood was rapidly milking him, instinctively desperate to take his seed into her womb.
“N-not inside,” she begged despite how all her baser desires screamed for him to bear his foal.
“Wh-where then? On your ass or-”
“My face! In my mouth! I'll finish you off!” Reluctantly she slid him out, sat on the bank, and stroked both hands along his rod while she kissed and licked his throbbing tip.
Again his hands clasped around her skull, eyes straining closed. “Sw-Sweetie!”
A surprise facial spurted all over her before she was ready; thick globs shooting around her face, eyes barely closing into time, more spraying directly into her mouth, her tongue sticking out and coated white by the salty, viscous spunk. Her breasts heaved excitedly, some of his release dripping onto and down them, hanging and swinging from a nipple.
He panted and squeezed out the last drops. She beamed up at him while he basked in his afterglow, opening her mouth fully to show she'd taken his cumshot. She swished it over her gums, between her teeth, chewing and gargling on its richness.
Finally she swallowed it down and let its warmth settle into her belly. “Mmmm,” she intoned rubbing a circle around it. “That was wonderful! With another titter she pulled his wet body to his own, lying in his strong arms.
She couldn't wait to brag to all her friends that she'd lost her virginity. Sure, she'd have to keep it a secret from her family, particularly her sister who'd probably hypocritically claim a lady should never put out on a first date, but for a memory like this? It all seemed worth it. After a short time cuddling with him, she eventually drifted off to a peaceful slumber.
