Sweetie Belle's First Heat
Author's Note
Just something I typed up within a few hours. There's no story, just clop. It was an idea that came to me after writing Luna's Dirty Little Secret, so you can say I had an itch to scratch. So, like and comment if you think it's any good. If not, then oh well.
Sweetie Belle's First Heat
Sweetie Belle’s First Heat
“Thank you for seeing me, darling,” Rarity greeted me as I sat down at her table at the Ponyville Cafe. She had her mane and tail styled like she always does and looking as radiant as ever.
“Always, Rarity,” I greeted her by kissing her hoof before sitting down at her table. “We’ve been friends for a few years now and I will always do anything that I can.”
She smiled while blushing at my action, then put her hoof gently on top of my hand, “I know and that’s what makes you so dear to my heart.” Turning my hand over I took her hoof in my hand as she took a steadying breath in and then out. Something was clearly bothering her and it appeared to be serious. So, as the wind played with her perfectly done up mane, I waited for her to continue. “And it’s only you, and how much you mean to me, and Sweetie Belle, that I can ask you this. I can’t trust anypony else with this request. Plus, Sweetie has asked your help in something.”
Nodding to her slowly, that I understood.
“There’s no best way to say it, so I’ll just say it,” she said now lowering her voice and taking a quick look around. Then she leaned in closer, lowering her voice to almost a whisper, “Sweetie Belle is having her first estrus and she wants you. And only you.”
It took a few seconds for the words to really sink into my head. And to what she was really saying to me. What she was really asking me to do. It showed on my face as I looked at her. Concern was there, as was love for her little sister, and maybe a little hesitation. But I didn’t pull away from her hoof, but still held onto it.
She smiled at me with understanding in her eyes, “I know what I’m asking you. What Sweetie is asking of you. And honestly, I’m thankful that she has chosen you as her first. Because I know you. I know you will be gentle. I know you will be kind. And I know that you will show her how special this time is for her right now. And how a stallion, or man in your case, is to treat a lady in heat.”
It took a minute to get my voice. “Wow,” I said softly to her as my mind reeled with the sudden images that were flashing through it, “I really don’t know what to say. Well, not out here at any rate. You know that I love Sweetie and would do anything for her. This isn’t something that necessarily came to mind.”
“I know,” she smiled sweetly to me. “Ever since you showed up she’s been fond of you. And coming to like you more every day. So, it’s only natural that she would seek you out when the time came. And I’m happy she did.”
“I’m assuming that she’s at your shop now?” I asked her now feeling a little nervous and even excited.
“Yes,” Rarity nodded, “and waiting for you.”
I stood up from the chair, “Then I think we should get going.”
“Alright,” she agreed, got down from her chair, and headed to her shop with me beside her. All the way there, my mind was filling with images of pleasure on Sweetie Belle’s face. My hard stiff member inside of her. The sound of her moaning hitting my ears.
As we walked up to her shop minutes later, I noticed that the sign was turned to closed. After walking in she closed the door and locked it with her magic. She then turned toward the door leading into her work area. Which, then started walking up the steps to the second floor. Where Sweetie Belle was waiting for me.
All the way up the stairs and down the hallway toward Sweetie’s room my heart began to pound in my chest. The thought of having sex with Sweetie Belle was arousing. Or maybe my body was reacting to the pheromones, and lots of it, that Sweetie’s body was pumping out. Or both. By the time we reached her bedroom door, my member was stiff with arousal and sporting a good tent against the pants Rarity made for me.
“Sweetie? It’s me and I’ve got Mark here with me,” Rarity said through the door. A second later we heard shuffling within the room, the door unlocking, and Sweetie Belle standing in the doorway.
“Mark!” her voice rang with joy and excitement as she stood up on her hind legs putting her front hooves against my lower chest. She was about a head shorter than Rarity, so her head just came up to my chest when she stood on her hind legs. “I’m so happy you’re here.”
After she stood up, I used one hand against her back steadying her against me. And with my eyes smiling down at her, my other hand ran through her light pink and light purple mane. I was enjoying the feel of her soft coat against my hand, her soft mane as my fingers rant through her hair. “I’m always happy to see you, Sweetie. Rarity told me that you’re going through your first heat?”
Her head bobbed up and down a few times as she began to blush looking up at me with a shy expression. “Yes,” she spoke softly while a hoof rubbed my chest, her eyes watching it, “and I want it to be you.” When she looked up at me her nostrils flared with her slow intake of breath. She closed her eyes and leaned in putting her nose against my chest. Once again she took in my scent. “I want...you,” the tone of her voice changed when she looked up at me again. I’ve seen it before in mares when instinct has taken over.
“I’ll just leave you two to-”
“Rarity?” Sweetie’s voice changed again, this time back to more normal. “Would you stay with us...please? It’s my first time...and so...”
I really wasn’t surprised at this as I looked down at Rarity.
“I don’t know Sweetie,” Rarity hesitated a little, clearly not completely comfortable with the idea, “it’s usually just-”
“Please, Rarity,” Sweetie pleaded once again, “I only sorta know what I’m doing.”
Rarity looked up at me with a huge blush, but nodded to Sweetie, “Alright.”
Without another word, Sweetie got down and walked into her room followed by me then Rarity. Rarity closed the door behind her then ignited her horn. “I put up a soundproof spell around the room, so we can be as loud as we want to.”
Meanwhile, I was watching Sweetie Belle turn around to face me. She then closed her eyes, stepped up to me, and her nostrils flared again when her nose came close to my crotch area.
“Alright, Sweetie,” Rarity’s voice betrayed her nervousness, “first try and stay calm with deep breaths that take in his scent.”
My hears picked up Sweetie doing just that with a long slow intake of breath.
“That’s it, Sweetie,” Rarity encouraged as she stepped up next to us, “take in his scent and let it be a part of you.”
Sweetie sighed when she exhaled. My heart was pounding hard in my chest with my member nearly aching to be set free from the confines of my pants.
“One more time, Sweetie,” Rarity told her while lifting a hoof, pressing it gently against her head, to bring it right up against my crotch. “Put your nose right up against him.”
Then I felt it. Sweetie’s nose gently pressing up against my stiff member within my pants. She inhaled again, slow and deep before letting out one long moaning sigh. Sweetie then leaned her head back, opened her eyes, and lifted a hoof to my stiff member starting to lightly rub it.
“Do you know what to do?” Rarity asked her softly.
“I think so,” Sweetie whispered before she ignited her horn and used her magic to untie the front of my pants. “These need to come off.” Looking down, the string that held together the front of my pants untied itself. Sweetie loosened the string making my pants slacken around my waist making the tent I’m sporting increase. I wasn’t wearing any undies, so when Sweetie lowered my pants my hard member sprung up in salute of her.
Rarity had to use her magic to move my pants out of the way when Sweetie didn’t use her magic to do so. And while Sweetie’s eyes were locked onto my stiff member, I took off my basic white shirt. Where Rarity took it with her magic putting it with my discarded pants.
Without a suggestion from Rarity Sweetie closed her eyes and put her nose against my stiff member. And with one slow inhale she ran her nose up against my shaft enticing a soft moan out of me. “This,” Sweetie spoke softly as she opened her eyes, looking at my stiff member, “is what I want.”
Sweetie wasn’t the only one eyeing me. Rarity was looking at me pretty hard as well. Not surprising considering we’ve had sex off and on over the years. “Might I suggest being on top for your first time?”
Sweetie heard her because she took a step back, looked up at me and with a soft voice commanded me to, “Get on my bed.”
“Yes, ma’am,” was my soft and aroused response to her. They both watched me walk over to her bed and lay down on my back. My stiff member standing up like a mast. My heart pounding in my chest as my eyes watched Sweetie approach the bed before stepping onto it. I was laying on one side of the bed and it was large enough to not only hold me but had enough room for Rarity next to me as well. Sweetie stood over my legs and leaned her head down to look at my member closely.
“Is this what a stallion’s penis looks like?” Sweetie asked as she gently put her hoof against my shaft and rubbed it.
“No Sweetie,” Rarity smiled up to me, “his is different. The very tip is called the head. Your hoof is rubbing against his shaft and below that is his testicles or balls as he calls them. His testicles can easily be injured so be careful not to put pressure against them.”
“Alright,” Sweetie agreed before bringing her lips down to lightly kiss the head of my stiff member.
“He is also longer and thicker than a normal stallion,” Rarity blushed as her eyes met mine. “You will find him quite pleasurable, Sweetie.”
“That explains the sounds I heard from your room when he came to visit,” she whispered between kisses as she kissed up and down my shaft. Sweetie was getting more anxious by the minute now that she had what she wanted, me, right in front of her.
“Yes, Sweetie, that’s why I agreed with this,” Rarity told her, “because I know how he treats me and therefore how he’ll treat you.”
Sweetie was silent for a minute as she kissed and licked up and down my shaft. I moaned while watching her. My heart felt like it was pushing liquid fire through my veins while feeling my member throb for her. “I want this inside of me,” Sweetie whispered before moving up my body, “now.” The head and my shaft rubbed against Sweeties barrel and belly. The fur of her coat sending shock waves of pleasure racing through my body making me moan. Also making my waist jerk a little in want and need. My eyes met Sweetie’s as she moved more on top of me. Her eyes held pure lust and passion in them as they locked onto mine.
“Sweetie,” I whispered to her in spite of myself wanting to stay quiet. Out of the corner of my eyes Rarity was watching intently.
Sweetie took a quick inhale when her lower lips pressed up against and rubbed against my hard shaft. Her eyes widened and her nostrils flared when she instinctively pressed herself hard, and suddenly, against me. My hands firmly rand down each side of her small lithe body. To encourage her further, although that wouldn’t take much more encouragement at this point. My own moan escaped me when my waist started moving slightly making my shaft rub against her lower lips.
“Sweetie,” Rarity’s voice was thick and filled with arousal because of what she was watching, “when he first enters inside of you, you will find resistance. That is your hymen. One quick hard thrust will break it.” Her eyes looked at Sweetie with a little concern. “I won’t lie, Sweetie. It will hurt at first and it will bleed.” Sweetie, meanwhile, was rubbing herself against my shaft a little quicker and harder while Rarity spoke. Sweetie’s eyes and mine were locked onto each other as she bit her lower lip slightly as she quietly moaned in pleasure. “But the pain will go away,” Rarity continued with her own voice filled with deep arousal, “leaving only the most intense and pleasurable sensation.”
Sweetie raised her waist and lining up her entrance with my stiff shaft. “One quick thrust,” Sweetie whispered softly, nervousness in her voice as well as lust and passion. The head of my member started to pierce her folds making her eyes go wide, her mouth hanging open, and my hands could practically feel her heart pounding in her chest. As mine was. My hands gripped her waist and felt her body shake a little. “One quick thrust,” she whispered once again before forcing herself down upon my shaft.
She threw her head back and cried out in pain as my member pierced her barrier plunging deep inside of her. I kept my hands around her waist to hold her there while she closed her eyes as the pain raced through her. Tears fell from her eyes, so I lifted both hands to gently wipe them away.
“Take the time,” Rarity began saying to her, “to let the pain pass. It will pass, Sweetie.” Rarity leaned in putting a hoof around her, “Deep breaths, Sweetie. Deep breaths.”
Sweetie slowly opened her eyes and looked down at me while my fingers wiped away her tears. “You’re so big,” she said through the tears. “You’re so deep inside of me.”
“How do you feel?” Rarity asked gently.
“It...still hurts,” she said softly as her eyes were still locked onto mine, “but it’s getting better.”
“Deep breaths.”
Sweetie started to slowly breathe deeply as my hands held her head. Slowly the pain on her face began to fade. “Mark,” Sweetie whispered down to me, “you...feel,” she started to move up my shaft, “so...good.” I didn’t have to look down at my shaft to know that there was blood on it. But she felt incredible. She felt so tight. “So big,” she whispered lowering herself slowly down my shaft again. Her body shook a little as she slid down my shaft, closing her eyes tight.
I slid my hands firmly down her body and moaned her name, “Sweetie,” as my shaft bottomed out inside of her.
“Don’t rush it, Sweetie,” Rarity said huskily and I noticed that she started moving her waist against the bed. “Take it slow and take him in deep inside of you, Sweetie.” Then to my surprise, Rarity leaned in lightly kissing Sweetie’s cheek. “Embrace this feeling,” Rarity moaned, “and embrace the heat. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about here. And there’s nothing to fear from being heard.”
Sweetie started moving a little quicker but kept her eyes closed and her mouth open breathing heavily and deeply. Her body shook slightly as she slowly started riding me. “It feels,” she lifted her head speaking louder, “so good, Rarity. I want more.” Sweetie started moving quicker as her mane started bouncing up and down with each movement. My own hands gripping her waist, my fingers digging into her coat as the pleasure she was giving me coursed its way through me making me moan aloud. “Mark!” Sweetie lifted her head nearly shouting my name, “OH MARK!”
“That’s it, Sweetie,” Rarity moaned in encouragement as she used a hoof to pleasure herself in front of us. “Let your heat now overwhelm you. Let it take control. Let it burn out of control. Shout your claim, Sweetie. Decry it. Now is not the time to be a proper lady, but to claim what’s yours. What’s ours.”
Sweetie suddenly started moving against me rapidly and with my fingers digging into her waist I thrust myself up against her as well. “MINE,” Sweetie yelled out as the sound of our wet quick slapping rang out within the room, “OURS. OH RARITY, YES. OURS HE’S OURS. FILL ME MARK. CLAIM ME AS YOUR MARE.”
I put all my energy into loving her, up into her and responded in kind. “Hear me, Sweetie,” I nearly shouted to her, “you’re my mare.” Our bodies came together in a violent sexual need of lust and passion. “You’re soo tight. You feel soo good. Say that you’re mine. Say it.”
Sweetie opened her eyes looking down at me, “I’m yours, Mark. Buck me, I’m yours. Fill your mare.”
“Fill her, Mark,” Rarity agreed as her hoof was rubbing her marehood violently.
The need was beginning to peak and take control. I could feel it build to a wonderful and violent end that we all wanted. We wanted it soo badly that our bodies were rapidly slapping together in a desperate need to finish.
And finish we did, all three of us, at the same time. In one glorious orgy of orgasmic bliss, Sweetie and I came together one last time shouting our pleasurable climax aloud. Our bodies shook with each spasm. Sweetie’s body demanded that I give. My own body gladly gave what she demanded as she pulled, sucked, and took my seed deep inside of her. Her walls gripping my shaft harder than I thought her small body was capable, sending wave after wave of intense pleasure into me.
And when she took everything my body could give her, she collapsed on top of me with one last shout. Her body jerking a little with the aftershocks of her orgasm while my own body lay limp underneath her. Both of us spent. Rarity quickly followed us as she hit her own violent orgasm with a shout of her own. Then she too laid down next to us as well.
Nothing was said over the next few minutes as we enjoyed the afterglow. Sweetie’s eyes were closed as she rested on my chest. Rarity was smiling at me with her head resting on my shoulder. I had one hand gently rubbing Sweetie’s back with the other around Rarity rubbing her back. Rarity moved up giving me a long lazy kiss, which I returned eagerly.
“Wow,” Sweetie finally whispered and giggled a little. “That was incredible.”
“How do you feel, Sweetie?” Rarity asked her as I noticed a wide smile on her face.
A wide smile spread across Sweetie’s face, “I feel soo good right now.” She didn’t open her eyes but after another content sigh, she wiggled herself to get a little more comfortable.
“It does doesn’t it?” Rarity asked with a happy sigh of her own. “When a mare has sex during heat with a stallion that she knows will stay by her side then it is a most wonderful feeling. Now open your eyes and look at him again.”
Sweetie’s eyes met mine again and we smiled wide to each other. I saw love, caring, and contentment in her eyes.
“You have claimed him, Sweetie,” Rarity said softly with gladness in her voice, “as did I.”
Sweetie turned her head looking at her sister, “So are we a harem then?”
“In a word, yes,” Rarity giggled happily leaning up giving me a kiss again, “we’ve mated with him.”
“And I’m never going to leave you two,” I told them. “I’m happy that you two are my girls. And I’ll do what I can to make you two happy.”
“So, we’re married then?” Sweetie asked looking excited about it.
“In a practical sense, yes. In a legal sense, no.” When Sweetie looked at Rarity with confusion, she continued to explain. “In years past there wasn’t a marriage in place as there is today. So, a couple was recognized through mating during heat season.”
“Oh,” Sweetie turned to look at me again with another smile. “In that case, I’m really really happy.”
“So am I, Sweetie,” Rarity’s voice was filled with joy as was her eyes when she looked at me again, “so am I.”
“As am I,” I smiled to both of them, one then the other, “as am I.”
