A Man And His Filly

“I feel so faaaaaaat.”

Once the two of you finish dinner, you both head back to the playground where you met, leading to her plopping onto the park bench, rubbing her stomach while you laugh quietly. “Katy, you had like one serving of mac and cheese.”

“Yeah,” she continues, propping herself onto her side, “but it was an adult portion. What if I start eating adult portions all the time? I’ll turn into a yak!”

“I don’t think that your serving size determines your species.”

“It could happen! Have you ever seen a baby yak? Maybe they all start off as ponies and then turn into yaks the more they eat!”

“I dunno, Katy. Have you ever seen a yak with pegasus wings?”

“...To be fair, you did mention that buffalos have wings in your world.”

Her rebuttal is so stupid, but for some reason, it makes you fall down next to her on the bench, holding your gut as you laugh all the air out of your lungs. Soon enough, she’s joining you in the hilarity, and if anypony were to walk by, they would probably think the two of you had taken some kind of crazy zebra drug to be laughing as hard as you are now. If only you could be this comfortable with other mares, maybe you’d actually get laid for once in your life. When you’re with Katy, though, you don’t feel like you need to impress her. You can be open with her, you can do whatever you want without being judged. You can just be you, and it’ll be OK with Katy either way.

Finally, your hysterical roars die down into a little more than a chuckle as the green pegasus filly lays her head onto your lap, getting comfortable as she uses your leg as a pillow. “Thank you for spending the day with me, Anon,” she says quietly.

“Thanks for finding me,” you reply with a smile. “I owe you one.”

The minute the words slip out of your mouth, though, Katy props herself back up to her side and looks you dead in the eye with a devilish grin. “Really?! How much would you say you owe me?!”

“I owe you some hay fries. Wow! It sure has gotten late, hasn’t it? Guess we’d better--”

“Go back to your house and have a sleepover? Sure!”

Of course, just as soon as you try cutting her off before she can suggest anything dirty, she cuts you off and suggests something that’s dirty. Probably. After all you’ve learned about Ponyville today, you’re not exactly sure what’s wholesome and what’s a sugar-coated innuendo anymore.

“Actually, Katy, you wouldn’t like my house. It smells like vegetables, I don’t have any cartoons to watch--”

“Vegetables are literally all we eat here, and I don’t know what a cartoon is. Besides, it sounds like you haven’t had anypony over since you moved here!”

That little brat! Is she calling you some loser with no friends? Sure, she might be right in the sense that you haven’t had friends over basically since you moved here, or in the sense that you don’t really have any friends in general, but who is she to insinuate that you need company? You can be happy living by yourself without needing to invite people over all the time! It doesn’t mean that you’re less of a person because you choose to spend weekends without ponies around! In fact, the remark has you so cheesed off that you’re debating whether you should ever bother hanging out with her again!

Yet for some reason…

...now she’s in your house.

The moment you close the door behind her, she’s galloping throughout your living room, looking through all your cool stuff while jumping up and down with excitement. Her youthful energy would make you laugh if this were any other circumstance, especially since she looks so enthusiastic just to see normal stuff like baseball mitts or power drills. The thing that kills it for you, though, is the fact that you know she’s there to do more than just learn about life from your home world. It’s all you’ve been thinking about since you brought her home--the reasoning of which still eludes you, by the way--but all she seems to be thinking about is how to work the abacus on your shelf of knicknacks.

“Hey, Anon! What does this thingy do?”

“You do math with it,” you reply, slumping onto your couch.

“Really? Wouldn’t it just be easier to use a calculator?”

“Yeah, I don’t use it much.”

Your lackluster response makes Katy tilt her neck in confusion before galloping back to your side, sitting next to you uncomfortably close as you go back and forth in your head. “Aaaaaare you OK?”

“Yeah, I’m good. Don’t worry about it.”

“Are you sure? You don’t look so good to me.”

“No, Katy! I’m not fine! Are you happy now?”

Katy immediately flinches from your reaction, making you somehow hate yourself even more than you already did, but not nearly as much as you’re about to. With a small sniffle, you see Katy trying her best to hold back the tears in her eyes, despite the quiet whimper in the back of her voice. “Did… Did I do something wrong?”

“No,” you say softly, awkwardly moving your hands back and forth, not sure whether you should pet her mane to console her or not. “I guess I’m just stressed.”

“Stressed about what? Do you... not like me?”

“What?! No! I mean--Of course I like you! I just… I don’t think…”

“I did do something wrong, didn’t I?”

Finally, she’s unable to hold back her tears any longer, and before you can find a good way to make things better, she begins sobbing on the couch, her head buried into her hooves. You want to blame Celestia for how this night has taken a complete 180 compared to what it was this morning, but you can’t think of anyone to blame but yourself. If you really didn’t want her over, you could have easily just told her no, but instead, you just bottled it all inside until you finally exploded onto a girl who did nothing wrong.

“Katydid, I promise you did nothing wrong. I’m the one who did something wrong. The truth is…”

Sniffling, the green pegasus lifts her head slowly out of her hooves and hesitantly makes eye contact with you, displaying how red her eyes have become. “The truth is…?”

“I don’t want to have sex with you.”

Katy takes a few moments to respond, but once she appears to finally understand the message, she rubs the tears off of her eyes and hesitantly replies, “Wait… what?”

“...What do you mean ‘what?’”

“Did you think…” she begins, chuckling to herself mid-sentence, “...the reason that I wanted to have a sleepover was so that I could have sex with you?” The idea seemed pretty normal when you said it out loud, but based on how hard Katy is laughing right now, you begin to think that maybe you could have misinterpreted something somewhere.

“That’s why you’re here, right?”

With a roll of her eyes, though, she responds, “I wanted to have a sleepover because my best friend is out of town. Saturday nights are when we normally have slumber parties.”

You check the calendar just to make sure you didn’t get the day wrong, but sure enough, today is Saturday night. As if you thought the mating habits of ponies couldn’t get any more complex, you now realize that this whole time, you were the one thinking about sex, and with a little girl no less!

“Although there is something I don’t get,” she continues. “Do you really not want to do it with me that much?”

“No! It’s not that! It’s just--”

“But just a minute ago you said you were stressed just thinking about it!”

“...I didn’t say it like that.”

With a dull stare, the filly beside you shakes her head in disappointment, making you both embarrassed and salty at the same time. “Can you just tell me what’s wrong? Tell me the truth this time.”

You break eye contact just long enough to take a deep breath of air in through your nose, recollecting yourself before you turn back to give her a sympathetic smile. “I like you, Katy. I really do. I guess I’m just scared of… doing something like that with a girl your age.”

Katy scoffs, rolling her eyes again for good measure. “What’s the problem with my age?! How come only grown ups are allowed to do all the fun stuff?”

“Well… it’s just the whole consent thing. You don’t know what you’re doing yet.”

“What?!” By this point, she’s getting even closer to your face, glaring daggers into your eyes as you suddenly gulp in fear. “How do I not know what I’m doing?! You put your thingy in my thingy until you cum. Is it about the whole pregnancy thing? I know that sex makes babies, Anon, and I know just as much as any mare how to be smart about it. I also know about STD’s, and I trust that if you had any, you would tell me first, right?”

“Of course!”

“Then what else is there to understand? If I don’t know about something, teach me!”

“It’s not just that…”

“I told you, already! We don’t have any age laws in Equestria! Nopony’s going to throw you in jail, and nopony’s going to turn you into stone!!”

“It’s not that either!”

“Then what is it?!”

“Maybe I’m just scared! Alright?!”

Katy freezes, completely taken aback, eyes wide, and her mouth stuck slightly open as she’s once again handed a response she wasn’t expecting. This time, though, you don’t feel too bad about exploding on her. In your mind, it’s better that you’re upfront with her, maybe even harsh with her, than to bottle up your emotions or try to dance around the issue without actually explaining anything. She seems so surprised, but then…

“Baaahahahahaha!”

...she falls backwards, holding onto her gut as she laughs hysterically.

“Oh, good,” you say sarcastically. “Good to know I finally made myself vulnerable for once. Glad to see that it all paid off.”

“I’m sorry, Anon,” she replies, wiping a tear from her eye. “It’s just, what do you have to be afraid of?”

You throw your arms into the air in frustration. “I don’t know! I just… This whole thing is way out of my comfort zone.”

“Theeeen why don’t we just make you more comfortable?” As soon as the words leave her mouth, she stands up on her hind legs and begins massaging your shoulders, making you wonder how hooves can actually release the tension from your shoulders. “Feeling any better yet?”

“I actually am, surprisingly.”

“Good! That was step one.”

“So then what’s step tw--”

Before you can even finish your question, however, Katydid catches you off guard by placing her lips onto yours, making your eyes go wide as hers close femininely. Your natural instincts tell you to push her off of you, but your body is too frozen to move. Instead, you feel like a living mannequin, forced to sit still as her lips awkwardly navigate across yours as she does her best to make the experience a little more sensual. Your gut is turning below as adrenaline shoots through your blood vessels. Once you’re able to eventually gain feeling back to your muscles, however, you suddenly don’t feel the need to escape from her lips anymore. In fact, you’re about to kiss her back, but right as soon as you’re about to act, she pulls away, giving your heart a slight tinge of embarrassment.

“Is it working?” she asks with an excited smile.

“Uhh… I don’t know. T-try again.”

Katy doesn’t hesitate. In the next moment, the two of you are locking lips again, both of you with your eyes closed as your mouths tenderly dance across each other’s. Your jaw is becoming more liberated by the second, loosening up to the point where your lips gradually begin to invite Katy’s to press against yours more firmly. The soft touch of her lips send tingles down your spine, relishing in the feeling of your mouth steadily guiding them to the best positions for her to kiss you. Both of your confidences are growing as well, gaining momentum as your kisses become quicker, harder, more passionate, losing yourselves completely in the aura of your… arousal?

Abort mission!

Just as things are beginning to get heated, you instinctively pull her off of you, looking straight at the wall in front of you so that you don’t have to make eye contact with the filly beside you. “Well, it looks like step two didn’t work. Guess we’d better get back to the sleepover. So when you normally do these, do you two, like, play board games or--”

“Why do you have a bulge in your pants?”

You don’t even need to look down. You can feel the tightness in your groin, trying to push past the fabrical barrier despite your mind telling it to go back to sleep.

“Because my pockets have a hole in them. I really need to get those fixed. How do you even know what pants are, anyway? Are those a thing here?”

Even as you try to change the subject to something else, though, you can see Katy’s eyes grow wide as she puts a hoof to her mouth to hide her amused smile. “Is that your thingy?”

“Oh, sweet Celestia… Yes, it’s my thingy.”

You can barely hide your embarrassment, trying your best to keep a straight face despite the burning sensation in your cheeks more than likely ruining everything. Maybe you can find a creative way to change the subject, though! What if you find something else that she legitimately wants to talk about so that--

“Can I see it?”

Welp. So much for that plan.

“C’mon, Katy! It’s embarrassing…”

“Pleeeease?”

“Ugh. Haven’t you already seen one of these in your health class textbooks or something?”

Katy raises an eyebrow like you just said something crazy. “You mean like in school? They wouldn’t let us see something like that!”

Then how does she even know what sex is?! Seriously, it’s not like this world has porn or anything!

“So… you haven’t seen one of these ever? Not even from a stallion?”

A hard drop of saliva falls down your throat as you see the filly in front of you shaking her head, making you feel more pressured than ever to go through with it. Even though you can hear sirens blaring in your mind, however, you can’t help but feel the least bit curious, and if what she said is true, there would be literally no repercussions from going through with it.

Finally, with your hands beginning to tremble, you reach for the button on your jeans, fumbling to pull it out of the small hole while Katy leans over your crotch with a grin on her face. Your skin feels like it’s growing colder as goosebumps begin to form on your arms, leaving your lip quivering while Katy’s chest rises and falls more abruptly than normal. Eventually, you manage to get the button out of the hole, and lifting your pelvis off of the couch, you slip your thumbs into the insides of your underwear and gently shimmy the fabric down past your crotch. Then, it’s officially out there. You are now showing your dick to a little girl.

“It seems kinda small, doesn’t it?”

And you regret every second of it.

“That’s it. I’m putting my pants back on.”

“No! Wait!” Right as soon as you begin to tug your pants back up your waist, though, Katy latches onto your hands, physically halting you before you can go any further. “I didn’t mean it in a bad way! I think it’s cute!”

Cute. You finally get to show somepony your penis, and she calls it cute.

“Besides,” she continues with a high-pitched giggle. “I kinda wanna suck on it.”

“You… you do?”

She looks back down at your cock, the corners of her lips turning upwards slightly before turning her attention back towards your eyes and saying, “Yeah. I’ve always wanted to try it.”

Well, who are you to deny a blowjob to someone who asks so nicely?

“Sure,” you mumble nervously. “G-go ahead.”

This time, she smiles so wide that you can see her entire upper row of teeth as her hoof travels its way to the base of your shaft, slowly taking your member into her grip. She’s so delicate, pulling the ligament upwards at a ninety degree angle while she uses her other hoof to brush her bangs to the side. Then, taking in a deep breath, she closes her eyes, lowers her head and allows the tip of your penis into her mouth, placing your skin into the warm cavity between her lips and tongue.

You knock your head back, loosening the muscles in your legs as the soft sensation of Katy’s tongue slips down your cowper’s gland. Her teeth just barely graze against the top, making your whole spine shiver in ecstasy to the point where you instinctively put your hand onto Katy’s head. Just as soon as the feeling in your groin reaches an all-time peak, however, you feel the filly resisting your hand, pulling herself up until your dick flops back onto your stomach as she wipes the spittle from her lips. Crap. Was the hand to head thing a bit much?

“You OK?” you ask despondently.

“Yeah, it just tastes kinda funny.”

“Well…” you begin, trying to find any way to keep her from stopping. “That’s what all girls think at first.”

Katy raises an eyebrow. “Huh? Then why do so many mares do it?”

“It’s called an acquired taste! That means the more you do it, the more you’ll learn to like it.”

The green filly looks back down at your phallus, then back to you. “Are you sure?”

“Why don’t you try it for just a little bit longer? I’ll let you know when it’s OK to stop.”

“OK,” she replies, once again brushing her bangs back and pulling your cock back into her mouth. Once inside, though, you begin to wonder how you ever survived without the tender touch of her tongue sliding down your skin.

You can’t help but let out a quiet breath, trying your best to keep your eyes open to look down at the pegasus going down on you, bobbing her head back and forth on your crotch. You then instinctively place your hand on her head, trying not to push her down so far she chokes, but it’s almost impossible to keep your hips from intrinsically pushing yourself deeper into Katy’s mouth. She seems to be doing well, though, pulling her lips along your member, sucking your dick like it’s a lollipop that she’s been waiting all day for, causing you to bite down on your lip to quell the pleasure from becoming too overwhelming.

Then, she opens her eyes and looks into yours, never losing the rhythm between your legs as her mouth continues to pull back and forth. By this point, you probably look like you’re in pain, breathing in deep through your nose while your face contorts from how well she’s attacking your nerve endings. She’s probably looking at you to see if she can be done now, but she’s making you so damn horny that you’re not even sure if you want to let her go. Even though she’s probably enjoying making you happy, however, it’ll still take a little while before she gets to the point where she legitimately gets off on blowjobs.

“OK, Katy. I think that’s good.”

She doesn’t waste a second pulling her mouth off of your cock, trailing saliva between your dillhole and her bottom lip. “Why do mares like that?” she asks, severing the strand of spit by licking her lower lip.

“You’ll see after some practice,” you reply with a chuckle, to which Katy rolls her eyes.

“Can we get to the good part now?”

“You mean…?”

“Yeah…”

Your heart is beating faster than you can remember, but even then, though, your mind is so blank that you’re having a hard time remembering anything right now. You don’t know why you’re so nervous; this is what you know you want after all, yet you’re struggling to find the bravery you need just to nod your head and give the both of you what you’re hoping for. You can feel your dick shrinking just from how badly you’re shaking on the inside, but finally, after a quick gulp to wetten your dry mouth, you say, “Yeah. I’m ready.” Katy then gives you a half smile to show you that she’s feeling the same way, and then, both of your eyes fall back onto your cock.

How exactly do you transition from here? Do you just say, “OK, Katy! Hop on!”? She already mentioned that she likes it when the man takes control, after all, so the responsibility falls on you to move things forward.

“So…” you begin, scratching the back of your head. “Can I see your… uh… th-thingy?”

“Sure!” she exclaims with excitement, getting onto her hooves and turning around. You gulp again, feeling another nervous lump in your throat, but that heavy feeling in your chest disappears almost immediately at the sight of her tail swishing out of the way as she pulls her back cheeks apart. She has the most perfect opening you’ve ever seen, glistening slightly from the wetness in the deeper parts of her vagina, spread out just beneath a tiny hole above it, making your cock grow back to the size it was at moments before. “Soooo, do you like it?”

“Huh?” Suddenly, you realize that you’ve been staring for the past couple of minutes and quickly shake your head to recompose yourself. “Y-yeah! I like it a lot!”

“You can touch it if you want.”

Hopefully you’re allowed to touch it if you’re about to have sex with her. Or did she mean to have sex with her somewhere else?

Before your mind goes off onto too far of a tangent, however, you lean in closer to look more closely at her feminine opening. You want to put your finger inside of her and see how far you can go. You want to find her g-spot and press it until she bends over screaming. The weird thing, though, is that even though you’re getting closer, your fingers are gripped to the couch while your eyes close and your tongue slowly falls out of your mouth.

“Eep!”

Finally, your fingers release from the sofa, but only to grab onto her hind legs as your tongue slides its way up her vulva, making her freeze from the unexpected sensation. Once the initial scare disappears, though, her legs begin to loosen, even wobble from the sensual sensation you’re giving her, digging your tongue deeper between her filly lips. The longer you lap at her insides, the quicker you begin to taste a sweet nectar dripping down her inner walls, coating your tastebuds with a flavor much more sugary than you expected. As you begin to wonder how even her natural lube can taste like sugar, however, you almost miss the quiet, subtle sounds of heavy breathing escaping her lungs.

There’s no more reason to hold back any longer. You’re ready, she’s ready, and both of your anatomies have already confirmed it. The only question now is whether or not Katy is as nervous as you are. Even after experiencing real arousal for probably the first time, she looks like she’s in total control, but you, on the other hand, are still nervous for some unknown reason. Right when feelings of self-consciousness begin to form, however, she turns her head back and looks you directly in the eyes.

“I want it so bad right now.”

And then all of the anxiety disappears.

Without another moment’s hesitation, you stand up from the couch, angle the filly’s backside up just slightly, pull your cock down until it’s aligned just right and then slowly, gently, take her virginity away.

Katy immediately grunts, bending forward while biting her lip in a display that you can’t pinpoint as either pleasure or pain, but the wet, warm feeling encompassing your dick begs you not to worry about it. Once your member finds its way in at the right angle to where you can maneuver without the aid of your hands, your grab onto the filly’s waist and slide yourself the rest of the way in, causing Katy to release a loud, harsh breath. You’ll check on her in just a minute, but for now, you’re too busy savoring how every fold inside her vagina perfectly massages the skin on your shaft.

“Anon,” the pegasus says, finally forcing you to pay attention to her. “Is this gonna hurt?”

At least you can breathe knowing that you haven’t caused her any pain so far.

“It shouldn’t, but let me know if it does, OK?”

With a nod, she replies, “OK. You can keep going.”

You silently thank Celestia for such a perfect gift falling into your lap, then continue to adjust your hips, moving back and forth as your crotch begins to gently collide with Katy’s. Your cock fits inside her like the perfect glove, warming up your member as you enter deeper inside her, trying to lean forward to get your enter length into her tight entrance. Katy, meanwhile, is apparently enjoying it just as much as you are, panting in a high-pitched voice with every thrust that you make between her legs. Your heart is still beating like crazy, but all the dread you felt before about fucking a filly have completely disappeared in the sensation between your thighs, giving you the polar opposite feeling as before.

The air around you becomes hotter, mixed with the pungent scent of her arousal filling the room, making you even harder to the point where you begin to worry about Katy again. Just before you can double-check with her, however, she reflexively rocks her hips back, bouncing against your pelvis in a steady rhythm that matches your own. How can somepony with such little experience know exactly what to do to get you off? It’s almost like she’s already a pro at this, starting off immediately hitting all of your sensitive spots, robbing you of your senses before you can even question how she knows where they are.

“Keep going, Anon! It feels so good!”

You didn’t even realize that you had slowed down in your pensive thoughts, but as good as she’s making you feel, your curiosity begins to get the better of you.

“Hey, Katy? Have you really never done this with anypony before?”

The pegasus filly then pulls you out of her opening to give you a suspicious look, making you regret asking the question for two different reasons. “When would I have done it with somepony else? I’ve never even seen one of those things before. Wait a second!” Her suspicious stare then transitions into a smug grin. “You think I’m really that good at it?”

“Well, I mean, I guess you’re--”

“The best you’ve ever had?”

“I… uh… J-just hang on a second!”

While you debate with yourself whether it’s a good idea to inflate her ego, Katy giggles wildly under her breath before flipping her mane to the side and fluttering her eyelashes. “If I’m really that good, I bet I can make you cum first.”

At this rate, she could very well make you cum in the next two minutes! Still, though, you’re gonna hold off as long as you can, both to enjoy the feeling of her pussy for as long as you can as well as to see her tortured face when you make her orgasm. With your hand sticking out, ready to shake, you say with a smile on your face, “You’re on.”

Instead of taking your hand, however, Katy falls onto her back grabbing onto her hind hooves and spreading her legs as wide as she can get them, giving you the best possible display of her parted filly lips. “Ready whenever you are.”

You don’t waste a second. In the next moment, you lean over, tilt her chin up and place a kiss directly onto her mouth, both of you closing your eyes as your tongues wrestle for dominance. With your free hand, you dance your cock along her labia, teasing at her folds before you allow yourself to enter her orifice while causing her to moan heatedly into your mouth. Your mouths come apart gently, a lone strand of saliva connecting your tongues as you look passionately into each other’s half-lidded eyes, and in the next moment, you slowly ease the head of your penis into her opening, leading her to wrap her hooves around your neck and pull you into another horny kiss.

Your hands then transition to her waist, holding onto her firmly as your dick moves through her at a much quicker pace than before. Then her hind legs wrap around you as well, giving you a tight grip around your neck and waist as her inner walls tighten around your shaft. At this point, you can’t help but pull one hand off of her to support yourself on the couch beneath her, doing your best to keep the upbeat rhythm going through her while she holds onto you for dear life. Your back is beginning to ache from all the work you’re exerting on her, but the gradual trickle of her arousal wettening your dick is enough to ease you up just enough to keep going.

“Ah!” she shrieks involuntarily, pulling her mouth off of yours while biting down onto her lip in pleasure. “Ohhhhh, yes, yes, yes!”

“Sounds like you’re gonna lose,” you reply with a smug grin, which Katy immediately mirrors.

“You really think so? Listen to this!” You tilt an eyebrow in suspicion, but then immediately squeeze your eyes shut from the overwhelming lust that suddenly floods your system next. “AAAAHNNNN~! Anon, go deeper! Yes! YES! MMMM!”

You bite down on your tongue to keep yourself from accidentally cumming on the spot while pushing deeper into her vaginal canal, forcing the head of your cock to her cervix as she moans louder in pleasure. Again, you don’t know how somepony so inexperienced knows how to turn you on so well, but it works regardless. The natural lube inside her is the only thing keeping your dick from getting stuck in her narrow tunnel, but grabbing onto her butt and lifting her pelvis off of the couch, you hump her with all your might, opening her up as much as you can.

“Yes, Anon! Go harder! Ah! Ahhhh!”

Squeezing your eyes shut again, you give her as much force through her insides as you can, growing longer between her folds as they sensually kiss the sides of your skin. You’re holding your breath, trying to keep yourself going as long as you can without stopping, but the amount of energy it’s taking to continue fucking her brains out is crippling your back.

“I can’t…” you breathe, still trying your best to finish her off before your legs give out. “I don’t know if I can keep going.”

“Keep going! Fuck me harder! AAHHHH!!”

Her high-pitched screams are all it take to give you enough energy to keep going, although you know that at some point, if you keep moving at this rate, your entire body will give out. You need to finish her off, though. Even though you want to cum inside her right now, filling her pussy with your seed, you have to hold off just a little bit longer. She needs to finish first.

Finally, you set her down, turning her over so that she’s on her hooves with her backside raised in the air, giving you a quick minute for both of you to catch your breaths, but in the very next moment, you’re entering inside her again, making her scream in her naturally high-pitched voice. You can feel her heartbeat through the throbbing of her pussy, continuing to pulse faster as you pick up your own urgent speed. Her breathing is becoming sporadic, fluctuating between violent gasps for air and loud screams, growing louder, more feminine, and even higher in pitch than they were already. She must be really trying to win this bet, and if you can’t make her finish in the next thirty seconds, she’s going to get her reward flooding through her insides.

“Hurrrryyyyyy!” she cries. “Hurry up and cum! I’m getting so close!”

“I wanna cum so bad.”

“Then do it quick! I need your cum inside me right now!”

“We’ll cum together, OK? On the count of three. One…”

“Ah!”

“Two…”

“Aaaahhhh!”

“Thr--”

“AAAAHHHHH!!!!”

The minute you finish counting down, you explode into her vagina, completely decorating her insides the minute you dick starts throbbing. Katy doesn’t cum exactly in unison, but once she feels your semen flowing through her, her whole body starts to shiver as her insides pour out her own feminine liquids. You immediately push your cock in as far as her orifice will let you, pumping semen into the deepest parts of her womb while her entire body spasms in ecstasy. Her insides tighten around you harder than ever, contracting and loosening as her hole pulses in bliss, guiding more and more of your sperm as it rushes through her fillyhood.

Then, once your dick begins to cool down and her vagina begins to release you from her grip, you finally look into each other’s eyes, breathing heavily and smiling from ear to ear. Even though you’re sweating profusely and both of your genitalia are covered in each other’s secretion, you don’t want to pull out or get cleaned up. You just want to experience this moment a little bit longer, and thankfully, Katy isn’t telling you to get off of her quite yet. With one last push for good measure, you release the final strand of sperm into her orifice and slowly slide yourself out, making Katy coo softly as you grind past her nethers on the way out.

“Wow,” the filly says, placing a tired hoof over her eyes. “I never knew how much I love dick.”

You then bust up laughing, making a funny sound before you bend over in hilarity. “So are you saying that you were on the fence about it before?”

“No, I knew I liked it, but I didn’t know they could do that to me.”

In all fairness, you didn’t know you’d be able to do that to her either. Probably shouldn’t tell her that part, though.

“So…” you begin, trying to find a good way to transition to the two of you taking a bath or something.

“So can we do it again? I promise I’ll let you win this time!”

You’re about to ask what she’s talking about, but then you suddenly realize that you came before her, even though the two of you supposedly agreed to cum together. That little cheater. You won’t let her win a second time.

“Uhhhhhhh… Sure! Actually, have you ever wanted to do it in the shower?”

Katy gasps with a smile. “Yes! How did you know?! Come on! Let’s go right now!”

You chuckle as much as your aching body will let you, but judging by how hard the green pegasus is tugging on your arm, it doesn’t look like you’re going to be getting much time to recover. In fact, as she leads you into your own bathroom, you silently pray to Celestia, praising her for giving you the best gift a man could ask for and begging her to let your dick get hard again so you can go a second round.

As the door closes behind you, though, all you can think about is what a day this has turned out to be.

“Hellooo? Equestria to Anon, please!”

You finally pull your head back to reality to see your date giving you a concerned look. You’ve been so busy thinking about what happened the other night that you probably haven’t even listened to a single thing she’s said this whole time. Then again, it’ll only be a matter of time before your waiter brings over hay fries for the lovely lady, and once again, you’ll be the one doing all the talking while your date just tries to enjoy her meal.

“Huh? Oh, sorry, Cloudchaser. I just had to sneeze is all.”

The pegasus mare tilts her head in suspicion. “Then sneeze.”

“No, too late. I lost it. It felt like it was gonna be a good one, too.”

“O...K…?”

Right when you’re about to try to steer the conversation back onto a less awkward note, though, you feel something bump into you, causing you to turn your head to the side to see a cream-colored unicorn brushing past you. “Sorry!” she exclaims. “I didn’t mean to bump you. It’s just so crowded in--”

“Sweet Biscuit?”

Both you and the unicorn’s eyes grow wide in surprise. “Anon?! Heeey! I haven’t seen you in ages! How have you been?”

“Great!” you say, giving her a quick hug. “Just here on a date with Cloudchaser. I don’t know if you two have met.”

“Oh, sure we have! Nice to see you, Cloud!” Your date waves politely, but then glares daggers at you for paying more attention to some other mare who literally just stumbled in, a look which Sweet Biscuit immediately picks up on. “Well, I should probably go now. Oh, and sorry again for not calling you back after our date a couple weeks ago. It was just--”

“I know, I know. The hay fries thing.”

“Wait,” Cloudchaser intervenes. “What hay fries thing? Is there something wrong with the hay fries?”

You and Sweet Biscuit look at each other and chuckle to yourselves before looking back at Cloudchaser’s emphatic shock. “No,” the unicorn replies. “Just an inside joke. I’ll see you around, Anon.”

And with that, she trots off, but not without looking back at you with a smile, swaying her hips and swishing her tail as she walks away.

“You would tell me if there was something wrong with the food here, right?” your date asks, but you’re already lost in thought again. Sweet Biscuit is walking straight towards the restroom, and you can’t help but wonder if this is exactly what hints mares normally gave stallions when they wanted to be taken advantage of. The way she moved her hips, giving you the best view of her ass, the way she smiled at you coyly, the fact that she walked straight to the most private area of the restaurant immediately after giving you the signals. There’s no way she was really just trying to get you to have sex with her…

...is there?

“Actually, Cloudchaser,” you say, getting up from your table, your eyes never leaving the door she passed through, “I need to use the bathroom really quick.”

“But that’s the direction to the mares’ restroom!”

“Yeah, yeah. Good talk.”

You don’t even hear what she’s saying. You’re too focused on not messing up again, not letting another chance pass you by blindly. You’re so glad that Katydid taught you what signs to look for, but if you try being polite to your date (who probably just agreed to go out with you out of pity), you’d just be letting down a mare who might actually be interested in you.

By the time you get into the bathroom, you see that Sweet Biscuit is already washing her hooves, once again swishing her tail with a smile on her face. In fact, she’s moving her tail so happily that you begin to see the feminine folds underneath, drawing you closer, making your jeans tighten around your ever growing member. With your eyes focused on the beautiful picture in front of you, you gulp nervously and undo your belt, shaking from the fact that in Florida, this would amount to no less than a felony… probably.

Suddenly, the mare looks back, seeing you undoing your pants behind her. “Anon?! Is that you?!”

“Don’t worry, baby,” you say, pulling your jeans down to your ankles and lifting her tail out of the way. “I saw those signals you were sending me. I’m sorry I didn’t pick up on them the first time.”

“What?! What signals?!” You don’t even hear what she’s saying, though, as you’re too immersed in the sight of her marehood to pay any attention to her panicked cries. You begin to grab the hem of your boxers, staring intently at the hole that’s probably been calling for you since you met her, but in the next moment... “Get off of me!”

In the next moment, she reels her back legs forward and sends a violent kick to your gut, making you fall to your knees in pain, holding onto your stomach as you try not to cry. When you look back up to the mare who you thought just moments ago was begging you to peg her, however, you see an angry glare and glowing horn, making you suddenly gulp nervously.

“Anon, what the hay are you doing?!”

“I was thinking that normally I’d be fine without a safe word, but apparently things work different in Eques--”

“Safe word?! What are you talking about?! Do you not realize that you were about to force yourself onto me?”

“Huh?” You tilt an eyebrow in confusion. “But… weren’t you asking for it?”

“What?! Listen, Anon. I don’t know how things work in your world, but here in Equestria, mares don’t like being raped without being asked!”

You raise an eyebrow in suspicion. “Rape?! Wait! So you don’t expect guys to just take advantage of you when you do that tail wag thing?”

Sweet Biscuit takes a minute to comprehend the words that came out of your mouth, but once the message sinks in, her confusion is met with pent up rage. “Who in the HELL told you something like that?!”

“Some filly! She told me that that was how you normally do things here! She said that mares just expect stallions to take advantage of them, and not gonna lie, she actually got pretty pissed that I didn’t just dry hump her in the middle of public.”

“Wait…” She takes a few moments to think, glancing down at the ground where each moment you wait causes your heart to speed up at an exponential rate. “Are you saying… you had sex with a filly?”

“Yeah, but… that’s OK, right? Like, there’s no age of consent in Equestria?”

Sweet Biscuit’s shock continues to build, her eyes widening to the size of saucers until she finally mumbles, “Please tell me you didn’t just ask that.”

Why is Sweet Biscuit acting so weird? You would have expected this if the sex laws were the same here as they were on earth, but based on the way she’s acting, it’s like she has no idea that that stuff is supposed to be OK here. After all, Katydid wouldn’t just lie to you to get you to have sex with…

Now your eyes are growing to the size of saucers as you finally begin to understand why Sweet Biscuit’s anger is continuing to grow with every passing second. Maybe Katydid wasn’t being one hundred percent truthful with you when she told you all the things she did, and suddenly you’re beginning to wonder why you ever took legal advice from somepony with a third grade education.

“Uh… uh…”

You quickly put on a fake smile to hide your nervous fear, slowly walking backwards towards the bathroom door just so you can make a run for it and hopefully never see her again. Right when you make it to about an arm’s distance, however, you find yourself in a green aura, being lifted up from the floor and gradually floating to Sweet Biscuit’s eye level. You gulp again, trying to make eye contact but hesitantly looking down at the floor, praying that Celestia will once again give you some kind of divine gift from heaven.

“And just where did you think you’re going?”

“Uh… h-home?”

The unicorn floats you closer and closer, her eyebrows furrowing lower as her anger changes to a completely different topic than before. For some reason, even though you really didn’t mean any harm, you have a pretty bad feeling that tonight isn’t going to end how you thought it would.

“Oh, no. You aren’t going home for a long, looong time.”

“...Uhh, Sweet Biscuit? You wouldn’t--”

“You really should have thought about that before taking advantage of an innocent, young foal.”

You want to tell her that Katy is the opposite of sweet and innocent. You wish you could tell her that you were tricked into sleeping with her, coerced even. Sadly, though, nothing you can say will fix how badly you goofed this time. You’ve probably never seen anypony this indignant before, and you know exactly what she’s going to do with you.

Even though you’ve honestly done nothing but try to make everypony happy, this world has thanked you by butt raping you both metaphorically and probably literally in the next few minutes.

Man, fuck hay fries.