Sunny's Golden Life

Sunlight Fall

Hi, I’m Sunny. Daddy said I’m a’sposed’ta tell you about my first day of school… so, I was one and a half and--

No, your first day of school in Saddle Arabia.

Ohh. I was… um, two and a third, I think. That was last year, and I’m three an' three halfs now, so I was almost three; yeah!

It was a new day of school and Daddy walked me there and told me a whole lot of what was going to happen, but when I got there, I was really kinda scared. I mean, I’ve been to school tons before, but this is a new school, in a new town, with new friends to maked, and I was scared none of them would liked me because I was from so far away.

Daddy talked with the teacher and her name is Miss Green, and she’s a earth pony, but is yellow and pink, but not green. Daddy gived me a hug and then left. Miss Green walked me to the front of class in front of everypony and two not ponies.

I felt my muscles really tight in my tummy from being a little scared, not scared-fun; like when Daddy plays ropes with me, but I was so scared for real. My foal hole made a funny bubbly feel and I felt a little tickle on my tingles button, and that reminded me that Daddy was still with me, in my tummy.

My tail moved happy on its own and I remembered feeling so good the yesterday, and how much I couldn’t do anything, but I falled asleep, and ‘membering that good feelings pushed my scares away and made me remember why I’m alpha mare with Daddy... until Sky marries him and I can just play with my friends and snuggle Daddy when I get the tingles. Daddy promised that he’ll always help me to make them go away, and he’ll always keep me safe, too.

But, if Daddy marries Sky, I’ll take care of them myself, because Daddy will be making new babies with Sky for me to love. Not love like Daddy loves me in bed, love like how Daddy loves me all the rest of the time, too.

“Hi, I’m Sunlight Fall, but I like to be called Sunny. I’m new to school here, and I just moved here with my dad, and I like the color red, and the color blue the mostest. I hope to make all of you my friends, because we’re all ponies and should all be friends, and playing with each other, and even not ponies!”

The class laughed and I giggled. It was a good start to the firstest day, but I was worried that when I get the tingles under my tail, sometimes I’ll rub, rub, rub it away; but, when I ask Daddy he almost always helps because he’s a nice Daddy that makes me feel good and tingly all over. How was I gonna make them go away in class?

I never had to hold them in, so I was kinda a-scared that I’d rub them by accident, or if I didn’t, then I might get a hurt bean, back there.

I like it, too, when Daddy helps, ‘cause Daddy can use anything to make them go away and make me feel so much better than if I do it by myself. Sometimes, I like to play dress up for him and play games to help his tingles go away, too. I like those sometimes, but sometimes I don’t, but I don’t mind, because it makes him happy.

I hope when I grow up and am a mare that I can find a stallion a lot like him.

Oh, yeah! Anyway…

After I got given my seat, I took out my notepad and pencil with my mouth and got ready to take notes, when a rubber band snapped and, before I knew it, the thing was spinning down my horn. It stopped, dingling on my head between my eyes and still on my horn. Some mean looking filly pegasus giggled at me, and I remembered what Daddy told me about meanies.

I raised my hand and called the teacher. “Miss Green? Miss Green?”

“Yes, Sunny?” Miss Green said to me.

“I was thinking really hard and a rubber band came out of my horn, can I be excused to take it off?” I asked nicely and the room started laughing. “No, I think I’ve got rubber horn-itis, now! It’s… oh no,” I got up and stepped forward to bump my shoulder into the nearest classmate, “it’s catchy, like the cooties!”

The colt screamed like crazy and was a little scared, I think, and jumped away from me. He scared me a little bit and more of Daddy’s milk came out of me and got my tail sticky to my ver-gina.

The teacher started saying about how the class had to be quiet, and then when it was a little quieter I saw Miss Green rolled her eyes like I do sometimes to make Daddy upset. But, the teacher knew I was faking and waved me to the front of the class and shouted names at other foals to have them sit down.

Miss Green sat next to me at the front of class in front of every creature. There was a gryphon bird and a small yellow two legged thing I still don’t ‘member the word his name of, but it’s something like a small bull, or minnie- something. “Sunlight Fall, why did you choose to act silly just now?”

I smiled a little bit, but only a little. “Because a rubber band fell from the ceiling onto my horn and I didn’t wanna be teased, so I made fun of me first.”

Miss Green asked the class if they’d have maked fun of me, and they said no, but the mean filly ruffled her wing feathers, and I saw it, and she gave me a mean look, and I felt sad and wanted to give her a hug... and maybe lick her behind her jaw, because when Daddy does it to me I calm down right away if I’m gonna be melting with angriness.

Maybe she needed to get her Daddy to make milk in her, too. Maybe, some day, I’ll tell her how to tell her dad to do that, and she’ll be happy all day at class.
Miss Green talked more, by the way. “Well, you don’t need to be a class clown to be accepted. Just be the filly you are, and every creature will be your friend on their own time, and in their own ways.”

I nodded and pranced back to my seat, and I hopped over the meanies foreleg when it stuck out to trip me, and I laughed a little because she didn’t make me fall, and I felt a little of Daddy on my tail again because I was so bouncy. I stopped bouncing when I got to my seat and remembered that I wanted Daddy’s milk in me all day, but it was already, maybe, half gone because I was being careless.

The class started for real and after a little while, I started to get the tingles from nowhere, so I wiggled my legs and tried to use my tail to distract me, even biting my pastern when nopony was looking didn’t stop them.

I had to stop thinking about my tingles, so I just wrote and wrote notes and notes with my pencil until class was on recess. I galloped with the other classmates to the outside, and I started a game of tag for a while, then basketball, then we played something else, then I played hide and seeked, and it was tons of fun.

When I was hiding, I rubbed my tingles away fast and hard, like I sometimes like it, and made a sticky mess in the playground tunnel, but they didn’t notice until later. It was funny, ‘cause a colt slipped in it and started screaming about cooties. It was a different colt, and there’s only five in my school.

I can count to twelve, I got four hooves and twelve is this many three times!

Sunny...

Oh, yeah, I keep getting ‘stracted.

When I got back into class, I was ready to take a nap, but before I felled asleep, I started talking to my new friends in secret whispers, and was invited to a park to play. The park was on the way home, and Daddy was picking me up after school, so he could be the watcher so me and the others can go play.

Daddy can talk with other ponies and creatures to be good friends and then I can go to their house, or they can come to mine. I really like giving Daddy the shivers watching me do licking or sucking privates with my friends, but he said I should only do it with my best friends, until I’m older.

I’m not a dummy, you know. I know he wants me safe, and with him. Like, when... Mom went away to the Neverending Meadows, and I can’t be there for my Daddy if I tell about how me and my Daddy love each other, and how we play fun games everywhere that feel so good.

Our old apartment, we did it everywhere in that place and when we left… I can’t stop giggling, it’s too funny!

Can you tell me about it?

Okay!

What we did was made love-sex and he camed in me so much it was everywhere! Daddy tied my tail up onto my collar, I sometimes wear for Daddy, and let me run around the house and make yummy salty milk drops everywhere, and he let me use markers all over. When I was empty, Daddy would fill me up again, and sometimes it would get all over my legs, and other times it would make my mane and face sticky, and kinda hurt my eyes when Daddy’s milk got in my eyes.

It was the best two days of my life, and my tingles went away for a whole four days, and I was really sleepy, so Daddy cleaned me up and had to help me into the wagon to move here, because I was walking so funny that I remember him laughing so much he falled over at me, and it made me sad, and I cried; then daddy gave me a sticky hug, because I was all sticky.

Daddy said I was walking like I was taking my first steps again until I fell asleep in a box. Daddy said he cleaned the mostest of our yummy mess up, but the reason we did it like that was because it was fun and Daddy said the landlord was ducking ants in a hole, whatever that means.

Before the first day of school was all over, I got the addresses for three fillies and a colt that’s got a light green fur with blue mane, and his cheeks were rosey like when he gave me his home number, and still gets all pink facey when I talk to him. Maybe he does have the cooties and he’s gross now.

I haven’t had too much colts for friends, so I kinda wanna know what it’s like to feel a new colt give me his milk instead of Daddy’s. But, I love Daddy’s pee-niz.

Sometimes, Daddy makes me all messy everywhere by making his milk, and... it’s like taking a bath, because it’s so wet, and warm, and makes me smell like Daddy for a whole long time, and it’s really nice.

*ahem* Can you keep telling me about your first day?

Oh, right!

After lunch and the whole school day was done, Daddy picked me up and hugged me, then put me on his back and asked me about the school day and I told him we played the games I said, we colored stuff, and painted, and I won a gold star for being a good noodle, which means I was so happy, and sharing good.

I wanted to tell him my tingles were back and was making me feel funny, and that I fixed my own tingles at recess, but I didn’t wanna talk about that with strangers around. They might taked me away and try to be my daddy, and that’s not okay.

What was really making my tingles come back was went down the slide after school while waiting for Daddy; it’s really different, because it’s bumpy and made from roller thingies that make me slide sitting up, and my love nest rubbed against the bumps and the bumps were already slippery.

I think it’s ‘cause all the fillies were lined up after me and we were all getting rubs from it, but colts don’t know anything like that, ‘cause their pee-niz’s are under them different.

I left the line because Daddy can always fix my tingles; I said to myself in my head, and then I was on his back and I started rubbing back and forward, like when I wanna be a naughty filly to my Daddy.

Daddy noticed me being sneaky and took me off his back slowly so the slimy stuff that comes out of me wouldn’t make a mess, I guess. It got in my tail, which is okay.

“Just hold on, Sweetie. I’ve got no idea where I can help you, but doing it on my back isn’t a good plan. What if you make sweet filly water and people think you peed on me. Wouldn’t you be embarrassed?”

I blushed and was super embarrassed, because my new friends were still around, and I was only thinking about myself again, and when I do that it usually hurts somepony else. Not, like, bad hurt, but I was supposed to buy a present for my friend once and Daddy gave me three bits, and I went to the candy store, because it was on the way, and I bought some candy.

I remembered about the gift before I left, but I couldn’t return the candy, and before I got home I ate the candy, and then I had no candy or gift. Daddy had to take me to go shopping for a gift, and Daddy was with mommy, and she was really sick… and I was supposed to be trusted to do the buying, and I didn’t because I only thought of myself.

Everypony said it was okay, but my feelings hurt because of the trouble I caused, because Mommy went to sleep with a coma for two weeks when we were gone shopping, because I messed up.

That was before mommy went away forever... back before Daddy helped with my tingles. He always smelled so good, and walked so good, and talked so good, and gave the bestestest hugs and kisses under my horn.

I got the tingles around him always and it wasn’t until after Mommy went away that he started to wake up when I was… I forgot the word. Something about Mister Baking on him when he was asleep… whatever the word is, he finally helped my tingles go away and I was so happy, and we cried together, and it felt so good. We both missed Mommy, and we falled in love then.

That’s how I feel when we make love sex still, because he’s my stallion and when a new mommy joins my herd, Daddy will finally have a new mommy for me and I won’t have to be his girlfriend. And that’s okay, because boys are gross, but not my daddy.

Daddy took me home quickly and I told him about meeting my friends at the park after my tingles were gone, so he closed and locked the front door and we went to the bathroom so I could pee before we went to my room. I climbed on my bed and watched Daddy watching me. My tail kept flagging and swishing, and I didn’t wanna stop it because Daddy likes my smells.

He climbed onto my bed with me and put his forehoof on my cheek and it was so soft I had to nuzzle his hoof. His other hoof went on my head and he pushed me down and I saw his yummy salty stick, and it looked shiny and smelled salty and like Daddy. I let him push my head down and I opened my mouth so I could feel it in my mouth and when it was in my mouth it was so hard and big, but soft and special, because it was only mine and he shared it with me only.

I pushed myself closer and someday I’m gonna nuzzle his sheath because I have it all in my mouth and tummy. I almost got to the middle circle-ringie before I felt him in my tummy and felt full like I ate the biggest supper, so I had to stop and I can’t breathe when Daddy’s ringie is almost on my lips, after I wiggle my lips out as far as they go, like this.

I lifted my head and felt his big stick in my throat and then on my tongue, so I could hold my breath and do it again, and again, and again.

Daddy makes the funniest noises when he’s almost ready to make his milk and I giggle with him in my mouth and he makes a ‘ahh’ noise, but he says it’s a good noise. I always make sure he makes it in my mouth because when he does, it goes right into my tummy.

I hafta be careful, though; because if I have him all the way into my tummy, I get cramps and throw up some of his salty Daddy milk; that makes me sad, because it should be in me, on my fur all over when he gives it to me, not on the bed or floor. And it stings my nose a lot, too, if I cough or sneeze it up.

Sometimes, when I poop later it smells like Daddy’s milk, too, and that’s kinda weird when he doesn’t do that stuff as much as I want him to. Butt stuff, you know. He says it’s kinda gross and messy, but I don’t get it, cuz he cleans any mess up quick with a magic spell, and I like it a lot when he does it back there, under my tail hole; because it’s so warm inside my butt, and I poop easier when I have troubles, too.

Oh, yeah! When I was tickling Daddy’s stick, he made a whole bunch of his salty yummy milk in my mouth and I felt how hot it was, and yummy, and creamy; like when I sneak buttermilk pancake batter.

But, it was too much and I had to move back before I breathed it in again and that really hurts when I do that because I get coughs and then it gets in my open eyes and it stings, but that didn’t happen, so I got it all over my face, muzzle, and mane.

It was so much, that I don’t know how it always makes so much! Sometimes it’s only a mouthful, but a lot of times it’s so much that a couple times I rubbed it all over my whole body and legs, where I could reach, because it was so much.

That was a fun time, because Daddy let me stay home from school and every time I wanted him to tickle my tingles he just looked at me and all I had to do was wiggle my rump and he made me feel so good… I like how happy it makes him when I’m all sticky with his milk, too.

Huh? Oh, yeah. I keep gettin’ distracted, thinking of Daddy and what he makes me feel back there, and in my heart.

So, uhm… he makes a million cups of his milk when I get it out of him and… um, oh yeah!

I went to the spa with my aunties a few times back when I lived in Equestria. and when Daddy makes his stuff on me, it’s a lot like being at the spa, because they covered my face with this stuff and it was supposed to be good for me, and stuff. But Daddy’s creamy milk is always good and leaves my coat really shiny after he’s done for the rest of the next day, even if he washes it off.

Oh, and I smell really good too. Once, I didn’t tell him that I didn’t wash everywhere… and I went to school, and all my filly classmates were asking why I smelled so good. White Gold even kept sniffing me, and later, I asked her why she licked my cheek and it really made me having the tingles, so I had to go to the potty and rub a dub-dub them away.

But with Daddy and that time… hmm, I felt his stuff all over my head and if my ears were up, I bet I’d be hearing like they were full of water, like I was in the bath; because his stuff would have fulled my ears again.

He’s so nice and thinks of me so much, because Daddy asked if I wanted a towel when he was done, but I told him no and used my forelegs to wipe my eyes so I could open them and watch his face when I licked my hooved and muzzle clean... and then rubbed his milk from my mane on my whole underside, and then I turned around and showed him watch when I wiped the rest all over my butthole and my special place. Daddy calls it my foalhole, and that’s silly, ‘cause I am a foal, and they’re both my holes; but he only says that about my lower one that I pee from and get the tingles in.

Daddy picked me up in his magic and spun me around, and it was fun so I giggled and asked him to do it again, and he did. I felt his forelegs on my shoulders when I was starting to feel dizzy and I was on the bed, on my sticky belly getting stuck to the blanket, and he was mounted on me in the normal way, and he started poking my thighs with his pee-niz, and he tickled my nipples before he poked at my foalhole, and finally went inside me.

Nipples is a funny word, isn’t it?

When Daddy went in me, it was amazing and I felt him touching my spots everywhere inside my foalhole with his pee-niz, until he couldn’t move any more inside me. I don’t think I cared, because it felt so good, so I just kept telling him to keep going, and he did because he has to listen to the alpha mare, even if I’m a filly.

I felt my tingles getting bigger and they kinda climbed from my happy button and into my whole foalhole, then into my belly, then my whole backside from my belly to my tail and hoovesies.

Then, just like always, it just... kinda, exploded everywhere! And I saw sparkles and Daddy kept making the exploding have to go on because he was still moving and making his noises that means he’s gonna make more milk for me.

I think I screamed something, but my brain was foggy and Daddy was making his funny noises over my head, and he nipped at my neck a little, and made me scream again. I remember that.

I got picked up and turned around and he left my foalhole tingling and… Daddy calls it winking, but whatever it does; it was making my whole brains crazy, and I couldn’t feel nothin’ but my foalhole feeling good everywhere... and then I felt him do it again, make his creamy stuff on my belly and all over, so I rubbed it into my fur and on my… nipples. It’s such a funny word!

Then... I guess I felled asleep, because I remember waking up and my everywhere was slimy and sticky to the bed, and all I could taste was salty Daddy, and all I could smell was me and Daddy’s smells, and I was still so tired, but I had to pee again. It was a yummy snack; like love milk from Daddy.

Oh, that’s the door… I bet it’s Shifar, my friend from school! I gotta go, but I’ll talk more later, ‘kay? Bye!