The First Time

by TheCloppyComedian

Rating: mature
Tags: Profanity, Random, Sex, Anthology, Main 6, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Starlight Glimmer, Porn
Length: 20229

Multicolored ponies reveal their first sexual experiences to each other.

It's after Twilight's first birthday party as ruler of Equestria, and everypony is tired. But, true to form, Dash wants the party to continue, and suggests a classic: truth or dare. What they don't know is that she has the same question for everypony who wants to tell the truth...have they ever had sex before? If so, she wants the full story.

This is rated "M" for a reason. It contains foalcon, filly on filly, mare on filly, stallion on filly, stallion on mare, and a bunch of other stuff too numerous to name here. Also, floof, fluff, fur, and other cuddly things.

Published 2020-04-01 11:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2020-04-10 12:36:32 UTC

Party at Twilight's!

It was Twilight’s birthday, and the biggest shindig this side of Sugarcube Corner was being thrown. As usual, Pinkie had planned everything absolutely perfectly. Her file regarding the purple Princess was chock full of information, and she had used all of it to her advantage. Red balloons filled the auditorium of the Castle of Friendship, and lots of creatures danced the night away to Twilight’s favorite tunes. Cider flowed freely, earning rave reviews from those who tasted it. The cake, specially made by the ponies bearing the same name, was absolutely delectable. To top it all off, there wasn’t a quesadilla in sight. Pinkie always found that part of her friend to be quite quirky and odd, but then she reasoned that she had her own quirks. So she never judged Twilight on the matter.

For four beautiful hours, Twilight was celebrated as never before. She was now the ruler of Equestria, and wore her best gown to the proceedings. She insisted on having her party back in Ponyville, because it was where her journey of friendship began. The castle was absolutely packed with ponies, griffons, changelings, and all manner of creatures. Her school, now being run by Starlight, opened up its extra dorm rooms to accommodate all the visitors. It was the culmination of another year of her life, and she wouldn’t have had it any other way.

After the festivities had concluded, she stood at the door to personally shake every hoof and claw that passed by. She bade farewell to everyone, wishing them a safe journey home and thanking them for their attendance. Her smile was resolute and honest. For the first time in quite a while, she was genuinely happy. Becoming the ruler of a kingdom had taken its toll, and the first few weeks had been something of a living hell. But this night and the time she had with all of her friends had completely made up for it. She was absolutely beaming.

“I haven’t seen you smile like that since before taking our place,” Celestia said as she and Luna passed by on their way back to Silver Shoals.

“Oh, Celestia, this night has been just wonderful!” Twilight gushed, “and I’m so thrilled that you two were able to make it.”

“We wouldn’t have missed it for the world, my dear,” Luna said, “Pinkie always throws the best parties, and we couldn’t skip out on the chance to celebrate another year of your life.”

Twilight smiled and blushed a bit. She held tremendous respect and love for the two ponies standing in front of her. They had mentored her, comforted her, and stood by her through thick and thin as she ascended the ladder of Equestrian society. It was to them that she had always poured her problems, thoughts, hopes, and dreams. Like goblets, they received every last drop, and then turned it around and offered solutions, plans, and wonderful moments of conversation. They truly were two of the best friends anypony could ask for, and she suddenly stepped forward and hugged them deeply.

“Oh, Twilight…” Celestia said as she bent her head around her former pupil, “…you act as if we’re going away forever.”

“I know,” Twilight said, backing up and wiping a tear away, “it’s just so difficult to say goodbye to you.”

“Don’t forget,” Luna said, “we’re always a letter away.”

“Farewell, Twilight,” Celestia said, “until we meet again.”

With those kind words, the formerly royal sisters flew off towards their new home in the retirement community. Twilight almost reached out a hoof as they disappeared into the sky, wanting desperately to pull them back and retain their presence. She felt lost without them, but then remembered that her friends still surrounded her. Warmth and comfort flooded her soul, and she turned and smiled at them.

“I guess this is goodnight, then,” she said, “Pinkie, I want to seriously thank you for this party. It was so amazing, and just what I needed to calm my nerves.”

“It was no biggie at all,” the pink mare chirped, “I LOVE doing things like this!”

Twilight chuckled. “It is your special talent, after all.”

“Wait, wait, wait,” Rainbow Dash suddenly cut in, “who said the party had to be over?”

“Well, I did,” Twilight said, “it’s after midnight, and I need my sleep. I have to be in Canterlot by noon tomorrow. We’ve got some dignitaries coming from Yak-Yak-Istan.”

Dash rolled her eyes. “Dignitaries, Twi? You used to be such a fun pony…”

“Well, I’m sorry that I have major responsibilities now,” Twilight responded sarcastically. The warmth from earlier faded a little as Dash made some rather selfish intentions known.

“Look,” Dash said, “I don’t want the party to end, and I know the six of you don’t, either. So why don’t we have a little…after midnight fun?”

Everyone blushed deeply as they realized that things had taken a major swing towards the “non-family friendly” side of the party meter. Twilight swore she heard a couple of balloons spontaneously pop at the heat that penetrated the room. She didn’t know what Rainbow was speaking of, and she didn’t think she wanted to know. Plus, she knew of her impending appointment in Canterlot, and she was absolutely exhausted. Her body couldn’t take anything…invasive.

“Dash, darling,” Rarity said as a yawn passed her lips, “you know I’d love to stick around, but I just can’t. I’ve a major project due tomorrow afternoon, and I must take myself to the task as soon as I rise in the morning.”

“Yeah,” Pinkie said, “I love a marathon party, but I’m tired, too. Plus, Gummy needs feeding!”

“How the hell does that gator eat?” Applejack asked.

“He just kinda plays with his food and then swallows it whole.”

“Ah…”

“Oh, come on, everypony!” Dash exclaimed, “All the others have gone, and we have the castle to ourselves.”

Twilight puffed out a breath of exasperation. She could see that Dash wasn’t thinking of anyone but herself, but at this point, she was too tired to argue. So, she conceded. “Alright, Dash. You win.”

“She does?” Rarity asked.

“Yes, Rarity, for the simple reason that I don’t think any of us are awake enough to argue with her.”

“YEAH!” Dash yelled, “okay, so here’s what I was thinking: truth or dare.”

“It just wouldn’t be a party without that, would it?” Starlight asked as her own yawns threatened to overwhelm her.

“Alright, Dash,” Twilight said, “we’ll play for a few minutes, but then I have to get to bed.”

“Fine, fine, fine,” Dash said.

So the six tired ponies and one excited Pegasus gathered around a small candle that she lit. Even through their exhaustion, everyone could hardly stifle their giggles at how funny the others’ faces looked. The light danced on them, creating shapes and figures that were at once indescribable, and yet completely understandable. It was almost as if some funny painter had decided to practice his ware and used their faces as canvases. They chalked this up to their own fatigue, chuckled to themselves, and waited for Dash to start the game.

“Alright, AJ, you go first: truth or dare?”

“Truth,” Applejack said through a monster yawn, "though I don't know how right in the head I am right now. Oh, what the hell? Just ask me the question."

“Have you ever been fucked?”

Applejack's Protection

“Uh…pardon?” Applejack asked. She took a hoof and cleaned her ear out, much as someone does when they cannot believe what just tumbled out of someone else’s mouth. She thought she heard the profanity tinged interrogative statement, but wasn’t quite sure. After all, Rainbow Dash and she had been friends for so long! The Pegasus wouldn’t dare pry into her privacy…would she?

“You heard me, AJ,” Dash said with a wry smile, “have you ever been fucked? Since it’s truth or dare, you have to either answer truthfully, or allow me to take certain liberties with you.”

“Alright, alright,” Applejack said, not wishing to be violated in front of her friends, “I’ll tell y’all. But you’ve gotta promise that it NEVER leaves the room!”

“Yeah, yeah, we promise,” Dash said on forceful behalf of everypony else, considering that they’d rather be doing just about anything else at that moment.

Applejack sighed and began. “Okay, y’all, it happened when I’s just a little thing, probably around Apple Bloom’s age. My parents had just passed on to that great apple farm beyond. My brother and I cried so hard, Granny Smith thought we were gonna float off on a river of tears. Apple Bloom was still in diapers, and Big Mac and I had to help take care of her…”

“It’s yer turn to change her!” Applejack pouted as she sat down and pointed her nose away from Big Mac. She just couldn’t understand the lapse in her brother’s normally sufficient memory. From the smell of things, Apple Bloom had followed the path of every baby before her yet again. Her entire room reeked, and she needed changing. The issue was that her older siblings were both concretely structured into their own recollections of just who had performed the last task.

“Naw, it’s yer turn!” Big Mac thundered, “I remember changin’ her the last time!”

“No, it’s yer turn!”

“No, it’s yer’s!”

“Yer’s!”

“Yer’s!”

“Land sakes alive, what’s goin’ on up here?!” Granny Smith asked as she trotted up the stairs. Her greying mane was done up in a bun, and she wore a bright green apron with three apples dotting the front. It became apparent that she’d been downstairs cooking dinner when she heard the fighting.

“It ain’t my turn to change Apple Bloom, it’s his!” Applejack accused, pointing her small hoof in Big Mac’s direction. “He’s just too stubborn to admit it!”

“I ain’t stubborn!” Big Mac snapped, “yer just forgetful! Why, yer more forgetful than Derpy Hooves on a GOOD day!”

Applejack growled. She knew of the clumsy filly and her habit of getting into trouble, but she certainly never wished to be compared to her. She also didn’t like the sparkle in her brother’s eye when he uttered the mean comment. She found it to be needlessly bullying, not only her, but also poor Derpy. The grey filly got enough of it at school on a daily basis.

“Don’t you dare go mockin’ Derpy!” Applejack growled, “she’s a nice pony!”

“Hm, I don’t care how nice she is, she’s still just Derpy.”

Applejack gave Big Mac a murderous look, but Granny stopped her from doing any damage. “Land o’ Goshen, kids! To think that yer parents were such amazin’ souls. They certainly wouldn’t approve of such fightin’ and cantankerousness. I don’t know this Derpy filly, but Big Mac, yer Daddy taught ya better than to go about makin’ remarks behind ponies’ backs, didn’t he?”

“Yes, ma’am…”

“And Applejack, yer Mama taught ya better than to holler at yer brother, didn’t she?”

“Yes, ma’am…”

“Now, as far as changin’ little Apple Bloom is concerned, I think you BOTH should do it. It’ll help teach y’all some teamwork.”

The two young ponies respectfully nodded and trotted off to care for their baby sister. Neither of them were very keen on Granny’s verdict, but they knew better than to back sass an elder. They had been raised right, and knew what respect was and how to give and get it. It certainly did them no good to question their superiors. All it would give them was a whipping. They each gritted their teeth and rubbed their rumps in fear of the painful punishment. Even though they realized that they had done the right thing, some part of their mind registered uncomfortableness.

When they had finished the rather unpleasant necessity, they tossed the old diaper in the trash and proceeded to coo and coddle their sister to sleep. They each held a deep love and admiration for the tiny filly, and would do anything to protect her. Their parents’ recent passing had left deep scars on both of their young hearts, and they felt very close to their sister. Applejack bent down and grasped the small comforter in her teeth, gingerly pulling it over the now gently slumbering baby.

“I love you, Apple Bloom,” she said, kissing her cheek, “don’t ya ever forget that.”

“Come on, AJ,” Big Mac said, “let’s leave her be.”

CRACK!

A sudden thud of what sounded like a window smacking against the house woke Applejack. She cursed the noise, making plain that she did not like having her dreams interrupted. She was having a wonderful time within her own mind, bucking apples to her heart’s content. She would then take these apples and make tin after tin of delicious apple pie. It was truly an apple farmer’s Valhalla, and she was not too pleased about being yanked from there by something so randomly ridiculous.

She slowly got up from her bed and muttered to herself about “the damn wind” and “the damn rain” and just about anything else she could complain of. She put four small slippers on her hooves and lit a candle. The saucer that the wax dripped onto held a small handle, perfect for her mouth to grasp onto. She maneuvered in mouse like fashion through the hallways towards the source of the loud interruption. She gasped when she realized that the sound had come from her baby sister’s room, and she went a little faster. She arrived in front of Apple Bloom’s door, and silently took a breath, preparing herself for whatever lay on the other side.

Alright, Applejack, she told herself, just open the door and peek inside. Apple Bloom’s gonna be alright…

She gulped and creaked the door open, wincing at every last squeak of the hinges. She made a mental note to oil them as soon as possible, and then peered into the room. Moonlight shone through the now open window, and she looked over towards her sister’s crib. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw a small bundle up under the covers. She slowly trotted over, trying not to wake the sleeping filly. She peeked through the bars and smiled through her teeth. Then, she set the candle on the changing table and slowly peeled the blanket back…and gasped when she saw that her sister had been replaced with a small sack of potatoes!

Her mouth fell to the floor, and then she heard a whooshing noise. She snapped around, ready to fight whoever had intruded into the home. She growled and pawed a hoof at the ground, trying to put up a show of force. “Alright!” She thundered, “whoever’s done gone and broke the window and stolen my baby sister, you’d better come out NOW!”

Suddenly, a good size Pegasus stallion came into the light. The wind that whipped into the room ruffled his mane, and he smiled down at the filly. He seemed harmless, but then Applejack saw that he carried her sister, bound and gagged, on his back. She went insane and attacked the stallion, swiping at him furiously with sharp hooves. She was pleased when she managed to draw a small trickle of blood.

“Ow! Hey! Stop!” The stallion exclaimed, “do you want me to get caught?!”

“No, I thought I’d just let ya make off with my baby sister,” Applejack said in a voice dripping with sarcasm and hatred, “what the hell did ya think I was gonna do?!”

“Ooo…such naughty language from such a small filly,” the stallion chuckled, “you know…you’re kinda cute.”

“I swear, if you lay one hoof nail on me-“

“Oh, don’t worry, young one. I won’t hurt you. It’s your sweet sister that I’m after.”

Applejack growled and gritted her teeth. “Why, may I ask, are ya so interested in Apple Bloom?”

“She’s one of the hottest baby fillies in all of Equestria,” the stallion responded as if it were business as usual, “our market research shows that we can take this kind of filly and turn her into a complete slut! Then, we can sell her body and make MILLIONS of bits!”

“You rotten, disgusting, evil pony!” Applejack declared.

“Thank you for the compliments,” the stallion sneered.

Applejack nearly attacked him again, but then remembered that her first one hadn’t exactly been lethal. Then, a plan came to her mind. Perhaps she might be able to replace Apple Bloom with another, older, and much more capable filly. So, she backed away from the stallion and looked him dead in the eye.

“How ‘bout I cut y’all a deal?” She asked.

“What kind of a deal?”

“If I go with ya, and y’all teach me the ways of the slut, and then I work for ya, you leave my baby sister alone.”

“HA!” The stallion laughed, “you?! One of OUR sluts?! No, no, no, no, it won’t work. See, we only accept infant entries, and then train them from the moment they can trot. Apple Bloom will make a terrific slut, and there’s nothing you, or anypony else can do to stop us! Oh, by the way, if you go to the law about this, we’ll find you…and kill you. Simple as that.”

Applejack quickly molded together a new plan, and presented it to the stallion. “Alright, since y’all won’t take me…why don’t you and I fuck right now?”

“Fuck? Oh, you silly filly, you probably don’t even know how!”

“Wanna bet?!” Applejack asked.

She then crouched and moved her tail aside, showing off her prized possessions. Her pussy glistened in the moonlight, ready and willing to mate to protect her sister. The anus that rested above it was just as glorious. It puckered and invited the stallion in, and he just couldn’t resist. If there was one thing he considered a weakness, it was a beautiful filly that wanted something more than just candy or a hug. He felt his cock unsheathe itself and become as hard as stone. It throbbed in agonizing want, and he just couldn’t take it anymore. Every beat of his heart sent pain shooting through his sensitive organ. Veins bulged along the shaft, and he gritted his teeth as he remembered just how large it could get.

He managed to waddle over and set the baby back in her crib before mounting Applejack. The filly didn’t like how rough he was with her, but she reminded herself that this was for her sister. She felt him press into her vaginal folds, trying to locate the hole that would unlock the door to pleasure for them both. He finally found it and shoved inside, earning a screech from his willing victim. He also noticed blood pour from her tight box, and then deduced that she was a virgin. While he knew that this would be fun, he also realized it would be quick. He needed to make an escape as soon as she had her orgasm.

He began pumping in and out of her, loving every last squeal she gave. Her voice rebounded off the ceiling and the walls, coming back and completely dominating his ears. He wouldn’t have had it any other way. He bent over her head and began to rut her violently, blood and cum pouring out with every single thrust. It stained the floor, his cock, her pussy, and both of their bodies. He felt his old lust for older fillies return, and he was determined to impregnate this one. He had failed with so many others, and he wanted his lineage to continue.

He bent down and whispered. “I’m gonna knock you the fuck up.”

“Oh, no ya ain’t,” the strong filly responded, “because I can’t get pregnant yet.”

“UGH!” The stallion shouted, and then screamed as he began thrusting harder than ever. He even picked up a nearby piece of wood and shoved it into Applejack’s mouth to punish her. But she simply spat it out and asked him if that was the best he could do. His pounding was relentless, and his words were cruel and humiliating. He called her every last embarrassing name in the book, but it only served to turn her on even more. Even though it was her first time, she knew what she liked. She’d secretly watched her brother rut a filly and do the same thing, and she wanted it to happen to her.

When the time for climax came, she bent backward and took his entire member deep inside her vagina. She squealed with happiness and victory, cumming all over his crotch in the process. She felt him pulsate even further and then begin his own release, spraying foal making liquid inside her and coating her walls like paint. She panted and slowly got off of him, eliciting small moans from her one-time partner. She then slammed him against the floor and smiled.

“Remember that whole thing ‘bout not goin’ to the police and such?” She asked.

He nodded, knowing he was in no position to escape and that his lust had finaly gotten the better of him.

“Welp, we’re goin’ and yer gonna sit right over here ‘til we get back. Yer operation’s been exposed, and you foalnappers will NEVER get out of prison. I’ll see to that.”

With those words, she thoroughly tied him to a chair, gagged him with another rope, and trotted off, wincing a bit. She was in a good deal of pain, and her rump was more sore than she could ever remember. But she had protected Apple Bloom. That was what mattered. Now, she could return to her normal life, safe in the knowledge that her beloved baby sister was experiencing peace once again.

The ponies looked at Applejack in shock as she finished her story and smiled. She noticed the looks they gave her, and chuckled. “Heh, surprisin’, ain’t it?”

“You’re not whistlin’ Dixie, sister,” Pinkie responded.

“Wow, Applejack!” Twilight exclaimed, now thoroughly awake, “I had no idea you dealt with such thugs and ruffians back in the day.”

“You don’t know the half of it, Twi,” Applejack said, “a couple months later, two of them morons came back and tried again!”

“But didn’t the police arrest all of them?” Starlight asked.

“Yeah, but they’d managed to pass on their philosophy to some more evil ponies. The next thing I knew, I’s runnin’ a mare and a stallion out of Apple Bloom’s room!”

“Did you fuck them…or…get fucked by them?” Rainbow asked.

“I fucked the mare hard,” Applejack admitted, “slammed a fake cock in her right up to the hilt. She was in so much pain afterwards, that she was easy pickin's for the law. Big Mac beat up the stallion, and then turned him over to me. I rode him so hard that he wouldn’t stop cummin’. He got scared and ran off, lickin’ his wounds.”

“Good grief, darling!” Rarity said, “it sounds as if you had quite the fillyhood.”

“Oh, yeah,” Applejack responded, “it was sure somethin’.”

Sisterly Love

“Alright, Rarity,” Rainbow Dash declared, “it’s your turn. Truth or dare?”

“Oh, darling, just get it over with. I know exactly what you’re going to inquire about, and I have no shame regarding it.”

Dash smirked. She had the fashionista right where she wanted her. The corner was absolute, and there was no escape. She could smell the mimicry of courage masking the true fear lying deep within her friend. She was like a shark smelling the blood of many hundreds of injured fish, swimming through the water and then attacking without mercy. Rarity was unwilling to admit the true fright she had, probably because she was still a virgin herself.

“Alright, then, I’ll take that as a ‘truth’ response. So, have you ever been fucked?”

“Yes, I have, darling,” Rarity said bluntly, “though you do not have to be so crass about the whole thing.”

Dash’s eyes widened in shock, and her shark-like nature suddenly faded into a scuttling sea slug. She was fully prepared with a list of zingers to hurl at the white pony should she confess to still being vaginally intact. Now, they fell to the floor of her mind, completely useless in the face of this rather surprising answer. She mentally cursed her sixth sense for failing her, and then shook her head.

“Something wrong, Rainbow?” Starlight asked.

“No,” Dash responded, “nothing’s wrong. I’m good. Uh…go on, Rare.”

Now it was Rarity’s turn to smirk. She loved the way that the Cyan Pegasus squirmed around where she sat, unwilling to admit to the others that she had thought that Rarity was still a virgin. The white pony puffed out a breath and used her magic to pick up a nearby cup of coffee that Spike had just brought into the room. It was the only thing keeping her from drowsing off into a state of peaceful slumber. She gulped the drink down, recoiled a bit as it was not her favorite thing in the world, and then began her story.

“It was just last year when I discovered the wonders of sexuality for the very first time…”

“Oh, Sweetie Belle?!” Rarity asked as she heard her filly sister clang through the door.

“What, Rare? I’ve got a lot of homework to do!”

“Oh, sweetness, it’ll only be a teensy moment of your time,” Rarity called sweetly, “and I could really use it.”

The dress she was making was an absolute disaster! Mismatched colors dominated the mannequin. Purple, green, yellow, brown, and blue all intermingled into one indescribable mess. To top it all off, she had used peacock feathers for the accompanying chapeau, instead of the normal ones. The entire outfit was all wrong, and she wanted the honest opinion of her sister. True, she was the fashionable one, but lately, her ideas just had not come together in the third dimension. She could draw on paper all day, but when she attempted to weave magic, it turned into a pile of mush.

Sweetie trotted into the room with a reluctant look, not exactly pleased at having her busy day interrupted. “Alright, what do need my help with?”

Rarity sighed in exasperation at her sister’s overt rudeness, but then shook it off and pointed to the disaster. “That. That’s what I need help with.”

Sweetie looked at the mannequin, and suddenly her eyes seemed to jump clear out of their sockets. Her hooves left the floor and a squeak of surprise emanated from her lips. She began quaking as she made her way around the terrible creation. She looked to her sister, who owned a fashion empire, and then back at the dress. She tried to do the equation where her sister plus some poorly thought out plan had equaled this awful sight in front of her, but found it to be way too algebraic. Her mind simply couldn’t compute or comprehend this. Her sister…had made something absolutely disgusting to look at!

“But…you…I…you aren’t…”

“Oh, Sweetie,” Rarity said, “I can see that my failures have caused your mind to shut down. Perhaps it wasn’t such a good idea to ask for your help.”

“No, no, no,” Sweetie responded, “I haven’t shut down, I’m just…bamboozled. I mean, you’re in charge of three of the best fashion shops anywhere in the country! Your lines are demanded at Fashion Week in Manehattan every year! You WIN Fashion Week every year! How in the world could you have come up with something so…bad?”

“Yes, it’s pretty terrible, isn’t it?”

“That’s the understatement of the century.”

“Well, darling, you don’t have to get nasty about it!”

Sweetie gave Rarity a look. “Why did you bring me in here anyway?”

Rarity sighed. “Because I thought you might be able to help me fix it. I didn’t expect to get criticized every two seconds! I mean, I know it’s awful, but you could cut me a bit of a break. I was on a time crunch!”

“Time crunch?” Sweetie asked, “what on Earth were you on a time crunch for? You don’t have any impending orders, and your shops are all filled with your clothes! Who did you make this dress for?”

Rarity gulped. She did NOT want to answer that question, yet sisterly duty bound her to honesty and truth. The very idea of disappointing somepony she loved so very dearly was terrifying. It practically caused her mind to fizzle and spark. Negative feelings coursed through her veins. Her hooves began to involuntarily move about on the floor, and her eyes darted around the room, looking for something to distract them and change the subject.

“Um…uh…uh…”

“Come on, Rare! I want answers!”

Rarity sighed once again, seeing no way out of this. “Alright, darling, I made it for you.”

“FOR ME?!” Sweetie squealed.

“Yes, darling, I made it for you. It’s your birthday party tomorrow, and I wanted it to be so lovely. Instead, I…ruined it.”

Sweetie sighed. She saw that her sister had only done it to make her happy, and her anger fell away a bit. She still thought the dress was the absolute ugliest thing she had ever seen in her life, but it could be fixed. She did have the greatest designer in Equestria for a sister, after all. She realized that time had gotten the better of Rarity, and she stepped forward and hugged her.

“Thank you, Rarity,” she said.

“Darling, what on Earth are you thanking me for?”

“Everything…”

“HOLD IT!” Dash suddenly yelled.

“Darling, I was right in the middle of the best part!” Rarity protested.

“Look, I wanna hear about sex. When are you gonna get to that?!”

“If you’ll acquire a little PATIENCE…” Rarity said pointedly, “…I shall resume and tell you all the dirty bits.”

Dash slumped backward, upset at having to wait, but waved a hoof and silently asked her to continue. Rarity smiled and did so…

“…Darling, what are you doing?” Rarity asked as she felt Sweetie’s hooves begin running all over her body.

“Just feeling you out,” Sweetie said with half-closed eyes. Lust abounded within them, and she began to salivate. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, but she quickly squeezed it back inside. She didn’t want Rarity to know what she was thinking until a few moments later. “You know, we learned something in school today.”

“What was that?”

“We learned about sex,” Sweetie said bluntly, “and that mares can do it with each other, too. I figure that a little fun in bed will alleviate this whole dress thing.”

Rarity blushed heavily. Her sister wanted her sexually? But she had never been rutted before! Of course, she had heard stories from others in her industry. Photoshoots turned into sexual matters almost on a daily basis, especially when the stallion or mare shooting the photos got their hooves on the model. She remembered attending a photoshoot once where the mare stripped out of the dress while being photographed. She was embarrassed when the model turned around and moved her tail, showing off her jewels to the world.

But she had never experienced anything herself before. There were private, small moments of self-pleasure, but they never really went anywhere. She would always be interrupted by some other task that needed completing, or her friendships, or her family. She had never brought herself to climax. It would be exciting to become privy to something so special with her sister, but at the same time, she knew how wrong it was. She was aware of the moral questions within such a decision. They were a lot more difficult to answer than she’d ever thought before, especially with Sweetie giving her a sultry look.

“Come on, Rare,” she said, “why don’t you kiss me?”

“SWEETIE!” Rarity shouted, “I resent you suggesting such a thing! I’m your sister!”

“Yes…you are…”

The little white pony got closer and closer to the now thoroughly disoriented fashionista. She tried backing away from her, but only received more and more invasion of her personal space. Her breathing became rapid, and her mind raced along. Those moral questions bombarded her with reckless abandon. She had to answer them quickly, and in so doing, lost her sense of right and wrong completely. She became engulfed in a sea of deep green, her sister’s eyes playing games with her mind.

Suddenly, she found that her body began disobeying the commands she gave it, and she collapsed forward…right onto Sweetie Belle’s lips. Her sister began to toy with her, guiding her tongue along the two puffs in front of her. Rarity was confused, frightened, overjoyed, and completely ashamed of herself all at the same time. The kiss was an amazing experience, sure, but images of her loving, recently deceased parents shot through her cortex. She saw her father and mother giving her severely disappointed looks. They had given her Sweetie to care for while they went on a vacation. But a devastating cart crash had taken them both, and now the small filly was Rarity’s entire responsibility. She paid for her food, her clothes, and her schooling, and now here she was…kissing her!

She yanked herself away and began crying. “I’m such a pathetic caretaker!” She wailed.

“Oh, Rarity,” Sweetie said as she nuzzled her sister, “you’re the greatest caretaker in the world. Come on, there’s no shame in a kiss.”

“The kiss itself may not be shameful, but the ponies kissing are!”

“That’s not true, Rarity!” Sweetie said desperately, “I want this, and I want to experience it with you. I’ve already been fucked-“

“SWEETIE, language!”

“-sorry, had sex with the rest of the Crusaders this afternoon. It was absolutely amazing! Now, I want to give it to you…”

Rarity looked down and was once again engulfed by that beauteous green gaze. She couldn’t resist her sister. It was pointless to even try. So she lowered her guard and allowed Sweetie to lead her over to the bed, where she was told to get on her stomach and crouch. She did so with tears in her eyes, wondering what kind of mental scarring she was giving her beloved sister. But Sweetie didn’t seem to mind at all, and she smirked before beginning to administer orally.

Rarity’s head popped up as she felt the small pink tongue swipe across her pussy. “Sweetie Belle!” She exclaimed, “what are you doing back there?”

“Oh, just cleaning the old chimney,” Sweetie said with a dirty look, “and from the look of things, it really needs it.”

Rarity didn’t respond, but felt Sweetie’s smoothness continue to move across her very delicate private area. She moaned and groaned as pleasure began shooting through her body. The bridge to absolute love was being crossed, and she was both thankful and upset that Sweetie was the guide. Her breaths shook as they crossed the plane of her lips, and her mind slowly came back into focus. She gritted her teeth as the wonderfully warm feelings continued coursing over her body.

“Oh…Sweetie…” She said, barely above a whisper.

“We’re not through back here yet, my beloved,” Sweetie said in the same tone, “now, I believe your upper hole needs it.”

“My upper hole-” Rarity began asking before feeling Sweetie’s unbelievable tongue swipe and suck at her…anus. Her stomach did flips at the thought of something so nasty taking place, yet it was done with such precise love and care that it settled the fashionista. She relaxed and allowed her sister to take her on a journey of satisfaction unlike any she’d ever felt. There was no sense of repugnant lust in Sweetie’s movements, only a complete affection.

“I love you, Sweetie Belle…” Rarity said through her daze.

Sweetie stopped licking and crawled over her sister. “I love you too, Rarity,” she said before gently nibbling at her ear. Rarity groaned a bit as her sister’s soft bites and breaths stimulated her. Then, Sweetie bent down and nuzzled deeply at Rarity’s cheek before gently maneuvering herself into position. She was so thrilled and honored to be able to take Rarity’s virginity away, and she knew that her sister wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Rarity,” she said gently, “I’ve performed a small spell on myself.”

“What kind of spell, darling?” Rarity asked

“I’ve given myself a small penis to breed you with. Are you ready to take it?”

“Give it to me, my love,” Rarity responded.

Sweetie nodded and gently urged herself forward, continuing to nibble on Rarity’s ear and neck. She pushed her way through the soft folds, guiding her faux stallion part right to her sister’s barrier. She then kissed Rarity’s cheek and slowly broke through, knowing that she was imparting pain at that point, but that pleasure would soon follow. Rarity screamed bloody murder as an awful burning flooded her nether regions, but she asked Sweetie to continue. She remembered her mother explaining that, when she had sex for the first time, she must endure the burning to get to the other side.

Sweetie’s thrusts were soft, gentle, and full of that same beautiful love shown throughout the session. Her hips and rump moved with the strength of an eagle, yet the serenity of the wind itself. It was as if Rarity were gliding on a soft cloud through the skies of absolute ecstasy. Her screams of pain quickly turned to moans of pleasure as she begged for Sweetie to pump harder and harder. Her sister gladly acquiesced, and soon, both mares were squealing with delight as sweat poured from every pore on their bodies. They both smelled terrible, but for once in her life, Rarity could not have cared less.

“Oh! Oh! Harder, my love, harder!” She cried, “please, make love to me, Sweetie Belle!”

“Yes, yes!” Sweetie shouted as her dick became harder and harder, “squeeze my penis! Squeeze it, darling sister! Oh, Rarity, your cunny’s so tight!”

“My what, darling?!”

“Cunny! It’s short for cunt!”

“Darling, you’ve gotten to have quite the dirty mouth!”

“Please, don’t make me stop! Fuck your manners!” Sweetie growled, “I just want you, Rarity! I love you so much!”

“I love you too, Sweetie!” Rarity shrieked at the height of her pleasure, “oh, darling, FUCK me!”

“YES!” Sweetie cried, “I finally got you to use the F word! You bad pony! You dirty mare! YOU NAUGHTY, BEAUTIFUL, AMAZING SISTER!”

They were lost in a world which they did not wish to leave. They were one pony, mating to ensure that their love never died out. They both knew that it would not be the final time they had sex, so neither of them tried to prove anything. It was a gorgeous display of love and affection between two sisters who had put any type of sibling jealousy aside for a few moments. Their climaxes approached as Sweetie transcended sexual planes into an arena of pounding. Their crotches kissed over and over again, leaving marks that they never wanted to evaporate.

“OH! SWEETIE!” Rarity screamed as her sister crammed herself into her all the way to the hilt, “THAT’S IT! JUST LIKE THAT! OH, MY CELESTIAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”

Sweetie had never heard her sister shriek in such a way. It was agonizing, beautiful, tortured, and loving all at the same time. She knew she had given her sister a great present, and now it was her turn. She slammed into Rarity with more force than she ever thought possible, and was rewarded with pleasure that seemed to shake the very foundations of the earth. She felt her faux cock pulsate and throb as volleys of her own vaginal liquid found their way into her sister’s womb.

When the mating was complete, Sweetie removed herself and collapsed onto Rarity. She felt her temporary hermaphroditism melt away as she returned to being just a filly. She and her sister wrapped their hooves around each other and met in yet another kiss. When they broke for air, they looked at each other. A beautiful silence passed between them, and they knew that it was the right time for it. They didn’t have to say a word as they fell asleep. Their smiles told the entire story.

Pinkie's First Ponyville Party

“Whoa, great story, Rare!” Dash raved.

Rarity blushed heavily. She didn’t exactly enjoy uncovering her private bedroom dealings in front of her friends, but at the same time, some part of her quivered with joy when she exposed the truth. She felt a tingling sensation from the top to the bottom of her spine, and an involuntary, yet glorious, itch came over her private jewel. She felt the need to masturbate suddenly, and she nearly embarrassed herself. But she managed to recompose quickly and wait for Dash’s next victim.

“Alright, it’s your turn, Pinkie!” Dash announced.

“DARE!” Pinkie squeaked.

The ponies all looked at each other with great anticipation, for after all, one of the exciting parts about this particular game is when somepony chooses the latter of the two options. Pinkie had done just that, and it seemed to make everypony’s nerves jump a bit. Tension filled the room as everyone waited to see what kind of, presumably, sick and twisted thing Rainbow Dash would have Pinkie do. The nature of the game demanded something insane, and Dash and Pinkie were the most mentally unstable ponies they knew. Frankly, it was going to be a very good dare.

Even Twilight, who normally would stop things like this in the name of friendship, just couldn’t resist the hooves that pulled her in the direction of the weird and sexually depraved. She knew that Pinkie’s most private body parts would most likely be revealed in the next thirty seconds, and she’d be lying if she said some part of her didn’t want to see them. She was just a mare, and all mares have needs. The same urge for self-pleasure that had infected Rarity moments before now grasped hold of the princess, and she had to force her front hoof not to reach behind her.

But Rainbow Dash looked shock at Pinkie’s choice. “Pinkie!” She complained, “you were supposed to pick the other choice!”

“Aw, but who wants a boring truth when you can have an exciting dare?!” The pink mare asked while beginning to bounce in place, “I mean, I’ll do anything! I’ll eat a frog! I’ll kiss Twilight! I’ll even give up parties for a year! Just PLEASE dare me to do something!”

While her friends wretched and revolted at some of the things Pinkie had suggested, Dash rolled the dare around in her mind. She had specifically chosen this game thinking that nopony would even come close to choosing “dare.” She had ensured this by creating the position of all-time questioner for herself. She knew that none of her friends wanted her to dare them to do anything. So, she had taken advantage of this knowledge. She just wanted to hear naughty, nasty stories. She had run out of her secret stash of sexually pleasurable reading material, and she needed new things.

Suddenly, a master plan formed in her mind and she smirked wickedly in Pinkie’s direction. “Alright, Pinkie, ya want a dare?”

“YES! Please, please, please, dare me!”

“I dare you…to tell us if you’ve lost your virginity and then describe it.”

The others groaned. Surely, Dash could come up with a better dare than that! It was just the “truth” question, only put into a “dare” form. The most disappointed out of all of them was the target, who slunk back on her pink haunches and frowned. She wanted to be dared to do something exciting, like jump off the roof of the castle! She would do it! After all, she had done crazy things before, and she seemed to be absolutely immortal. She wanted to test her limits. But it seemed that Dash had a one track mind, so she puffed out an exasperated breath and went to work.

“Okie-dokey-lokie, I guess,” she said, “yeah, I’ve had sex before.”

“You have, darling?” Rarity asked in shock.

“Yep,” Pinkie said, “it was right after I moved here. I met this really great couple, and they wanted to throw me a ‘Welcome to Ponyville’ party. I was absolutely ecstatic, and I agreed right off the bat! I just didn’t know one thing about these ponies.”

“What’s that?”

“Well, they were swingers…”

“Great party, Thunder Storm!” Pinkie exclaimed as she continued dancing. Lights flashed around the living room of Thunder and Cloudy Day’s home as the festivities pushed forward. There was plenty of punch, and a couple of presents sitting on the table behind her. She would open those later, but first, she just had to finish this dance routine. It was to one of her favorite songs, and she wanted to show that the balloons adorning her flank weren’t just stapled on. Fate had put them there.

“Thanks, Pinkie!” Thunder responded, “hey, listen, my wife and I were wondering if you’d like to do something with us.”

“Sure!” Pinkie squeaked, “anything at all!”

“We were wondering if you’d like to swing with us,” Cloudy responded, tossing her bright blue mane to one side.

“Um…well…sure, I guess,” Pinkie responded, “I just don’t know why you wanna push me on a swing!”

“No, no, no,” Thunder said, trotting around to get a good look at Pinkie’s rump, “it’s something completely different.”

Since they were the only three ponies at this particular party, swinging would be both easy and difficult. Typically, there was another stallion for Cloudy to have fun with. But, they’d have to make do with what they had, and Pinkie was surely a feisty, sexy little mare. The married couple felt their reproductive systems wake up, and they felt that they’d found what they’d been looking for. Pinkie was just dim enough to agree to things, yet smart enough to understand what was going on around her. In a word, she was perfect.

Thunder crept up behind her and hugged her. Pinkie smiled and returned the embrace, thinking that it was just a friendly gesture. It was when she was knocked onto the couch that she began to question things. “Um…what are you doing, Thunder? Why’d you throw me down?” She asked nervously.

“This is swinging, Pinkie,” he said, “Cloudy and I are gonna rut you.”

Pinkie’s bright blue eyes widened. “You’re…gonna…have sex with me?”

Cloudy nodded. “Of course! That is, if it’s alright with you.”

“No, it’s not,” Pinkie suddenly said, getting up and shutting off the music.

Thunder and Cloudy exchanged a worried glance. This was NOT how they wanted things to go. As much as they cared for Pinkie, swinging was the most important thing in their lives at that point. Not a night went by that some stallion or mare wasn’t sharing their bed with them. They would fuck each other, then they’d fuck the other ponies. They loved it, because it gave them an opportunity to see just how far the other one could be pushed. One night, Cloudy had taken three stallions at once. Thunder had watched and dutifully masturbated to her beauty and moans. But when one of them came dangerously close to impregnating her, he’d thrown him out and ordered him never to return.

Now, they had a beautiful pink mare in their grasp, and she seemed to be slipping away. Thunder wanted the evening to go as planned, so he trotted forward and offered a seductive look. “Now, now, Pinkie,” he said, “there’s nothing wrong with what we’re suggesting.”

“My parents always taught me that sex was saved for marriage.”

“We’re married,” Cloudy pointed out, “we just treat our commitment in a different way.”

“Different?”

“Yes, Pinkie,” Thunder said, “you see, we like to watch each other sleep with different ponies. It gives us great ideas for what to do when we mate together. It’s also daring, beautiful, bold, and stimulating in the best of ways.”

“Come here, Pinkie,” Cloudy said, “and I’ll show you what we mean.”

Pinkie, nervous though she was, stepped over to where the pretty white mare was. They both carried eyes of the clearest sky, and she kissed Pinkie’s cheek. She also nibbled on it a bit, eliciting a couple small sighs from the pink mare. Pinkie tried to fight her way past the extremely wonderful emotions that built up inside her, but she surrendered almost immediately when she felt Thunder root around behind her tail and begin suckling on her nub.

“Oh…wow…this feels-“

“Amazing?” Cloudy finished, “we thought it would. Pinkie, we like you. You’re a friend of ours, and we want to introduce you to all the…benefits we offer.”

“Is he gonna keep sucking on me like that?”

“As long as you want him to…”

Cloudy suddenly shut her eyes and enveloped Pinkie in a kiss. The mares fought for dominance, but Pinkie remembered that she was a guest. So she allowed Cloudy to press inside her maw and explore to her heart’s content. Her smooth tongue touched every last one of Pinkie’s teeth, and then licked the insides of her cheeks. Pinkie was so overwhelmed by the pleasure from Thunder’s oral administration and Cloudy’s tender, gentle act of friendly love that she nearly fainted. But she didn’t, and she pushed herself forward in the session.

When Cloudy removed her tongue from Pinkie’s mouth, she nodded towards her husband. They then put Pinkie back on the couch, only this time, her back legs were spread wide. She blushed deeply as her vagina was put on visual display, and the married couple kissed and cuddled over it. Then, they both dove into her nether regions, and she howled as pleasure shot through her like arrows. Thunder licked away at her winking pussy, and Cloudy took care of her throbbing rump hole. Pinkie remembered using the bathroom an hour or so before, and she just hoped to Celestia that she had cleaned herself well.

“Oh! Oh!” She cried, “Cloudy, you’re licking my dirtiest hole!”

“Yes, I am,” Cloudy soothed, “and it’s a wonderful asshole.”

“Mm…I love this box of yours,” Thunder praised, “it’s so sweet, it’s almost…candy.”

Pinkie’s eyes rolled backward and then she closed them completely, allowing herself to be filled with the ecstasy from below. Then, she felt something knock on her third hole, and she opened her eyes to find Thunder’s pulsating penis, at full attention, sitting in front of her. She had been taught about oral sex by her parents, and she took the hint. She grasped onto the shaft and sucked about halfway down, taking great pride in the moaning that came with it. She felt Cloudy continue to work on her rump hole as she forged ahead on her husband’s dick.

“That’s a good girl, Pinkie,” Thunder complimented, running two hooves through her soft mane, “keep it up. Oo…nice. You really know how to use that tongue, don’t you?”

Pinkie slid her mouth off him. “I mean, I’ve never done this before, but it feels so good, and your penis tastes amazing! I guess I’m just doing what I think is natural.”

“You’re doing great, Pinkie,” Thunder said, “now, please, keep going.”

Pinkie nodded and resumed her blowjob. The idea that she was sucking on a married stallion’s penis while his wife licked tender circles around her dirtiest body part was extremely stimulating to the mare, and soon she found that her hoof began rubbing away at her folds. She bobbed up and down on the member, relishing every last glorious second it was in her mouth. She never knew that mating could be this much fun! She had always been told that it was “evil” and “decrepit” and “depraved.” Now, she saw it in its true light, and she wanted to do it again and again.

“Mm…okay, that’s enough,” Thunder said, removing his throbbing cock from her mouth, “I don’t want to cum inside your mouth.”

He maneuvered his penis lower and bent it up against her now thoroughly lubricated cunt. She nodded at him and he pushed inside of her. The typical pain that comes with losing one’s virginity shot through Pinkie, and she screamed. But he bent down and kissed her deeply, melting the pain away and leaving a dull ache. Then he began to thrust in and out of her, so gently and softly that she swore he wasn’t actually there. Pleasure began to grab hold of both ponies, and he let her go and began groaning deeply. Pinkie did the same.

Meanwhile, Cloudy felt her husband’s testicles rake over her head, so she bent out of Pinkie’s anus and began suckling away. She loved the salty taste of his sweat pouring over them, and she also loved the size. She grabbed and pulled at them, creating new senses of pleasure within the one she loved so dearly. Then, she smiled and came around him, watching with happiness as he cheated on her. But it was a beautiful cheating. She knew nothing could ever destroy the love they held, and that’s why she was completely agreeable with these types of situations.

So, she waited patiently for her turn. But she didn’t just sit back and do nothing. She played with Pinkie’s small teats as her husband made them bounce with every last thrust. They were the perfect size, and she even managed to draw some milk out of one. She knew what her fetishes were, and this was a big one. She bent down and used her rather powerful mouth to pull more of the beautifully sweet liquid out. Pinkie’s moans intensified as she suckled and fed herself. She swallowed every last drop of Pinkie’s milk, and Pinkie smiled at her.

“Good?” She asked in exhaustion.

“The best,” Cloudy responded.

She then did something that drove Pinkie wild. She lay on top of her and ground their vaginas together. Being singularly fucked was an amazing experience, but adding Cloudy’s gentle vagina to the mix took things to the next level. Pinkie felt absolutely transcendent and the world fell away from her. In her mind, darkness existed, and within it, a bubble featuring the three lovemaking ponies. Thunder’s thrusts continued to be absolutely perfect, and Cloudy’s gentle movements and small kisses were tantalizing to the maximum degree.

When her orgasm finally hit, it was like a freight train. Her mind exploded with fireworks of happiness and lust and her vagina became Neighagra Falls. She poured forth her liquid onto Thunder’s penis, and he gently pulled out of her and allowed her to taste it. It was as sweet as the cakes she adored so greatly, and she wanted more of it. So, she begged for it. Cloudy smiled and positioned herself over Pinkie’s face. She masturbated furiously, bringing herself to climax faster than any Wonderbolt’s speed record. She squirted all over Pinkie’s face, and Pinkie bent upwards to lap up the remaining liquid. It was even sweeter than hers had been, and she loved every single drop.

She breathed deeply, but then got told that it was her turn to be dominant. So, Thunder sat back and began stroking himself while his wife crouched in front of Pinkie. The pink mare had no clue what to do, but then Cloudy gave her a strap-on and helped her put it in the proper spot. She then gave it a small blowjob, and crouched once again. Pinkie then realized that she was supposed to be the male here, and so she bent forward and plowed into Cloudy’s folds.

Cloudy howled with excitement as Pinkie did her work, enjoying the thrusts so much that she thought she might never come back to earth. Pinkie’s muscles bunched and released over and over again, bringing absolute happiness to the mare beneath her. She was so thrilled that she got to do this, and in front of her husband as well. She noticed that Thunder was masturbating, so she used a seductive hoof to get him over where they were.

“But Pinkie,” he said, “it’s you and Cloudy’s turn to mate. I’m only allowed to masturbate.”

“Says who?!” Pinkie squealed, “why don’t you shove that big dick into her mouth? I’m sure she’d enjoy it.”

“OH, YES!” Cloudy screamed, “PLEASE, THUNDER! PLEASE, PUT YOUR PENIS IN MY MOUTH!”

Thunder shrugged and then broke his own rule. He shoved himself deep down his beloved mate’s gullet, loving every gag and choke she made. Pinkie continued to thrust, and he matched her. Soon, Cloudy was a veritable sex toy, being fucked from all sides by the ponies she loved the most. It was a glorious experience for all three of them, and soon, orgasms were had. Pinkie’s vagina rubbed up against the back of the strap-on with every thrust, and she experienced her first squirt. Cloudy followed suit, howling and shrieking as she went over the edge, and leaving a beautiful pool of liquid on the couch.

Thunder thrusted as hard as he could into his wife’s mouth, loving every last bit of saliva that coated his shaft. He then pulled out and ordered both mares onto their backs. Pinkie dumped her toy and obediently lay beside Cloudy, and the two waited for their stallion to give them a reward. They panted like puppies, holding their hooves up and showing how submissive they could be. He told them what wonderful, beautiful mares they were as he rubbed his penis over their stomachs. He couldn’t take any more of their pleasure, and he came hard, shooting volleys of cum onto their chests and into their mouths. They gratefully swallowed their loads, and then snuggled into each other as he wrapped himself around them.

“WOW…” Pinkie gasped, “…what a party!”

“We can do this again sometime,” Cloudy suggested, “perhaps with even more ponies.”

“Oh, I don’t know,” Pinkie said, “I think the three of us make for a great celebration. Maybe that’s all you need.”

“Nah,” Thunder said, “I KNOW that’s all I need.”

With those words, he cuddled them even closer, and they all rested in the afterglow of their beautiful session.

Flight Camp, Pt. 1

Author's Note

Hey, guys!

I have to get to work this morning, so we'll get to the actual sex in the next chapter. But here's the setup for it. Hope y'all enjoy!

Flight Camp, Pt. 1

“Alright, that takes care of Pinkie Pie,” Dash proclaimed as she looked around at the shocked faces next to her. True, it was very odd that their party loving friend would have taken part in such debauchery, but it was her business. Still, that didn’t create a sense of relief in anypony. Rather, they each began wondering what it would be like to be vulnerable and helpless in the hooves of somepony who wasn’t theirs to mate with. It stirred up some excitement, and more than a few of the group forced themselves to behave.

Twilight wiped some sweat from her brow. “Alright,” she said, “after that…stimulating tale, who’s next?”

“That’s easy,” Dash said, “it’s Fluttershy’s turn…”

Fluttershy squeaked nervously and hid behind her flowing pink mane. One blue eye peered out at the group, scared into a forced dilation. Her breathing became quicker, emphasized by the fear that laced its way through her body. This wasn’t the kind of fright that she normally felt when confronted by things like darkness, dragons, and drooling monsters. This was a completely different kind, the type that one feels when one knows that the truth is something that should be hidden away at all costs. She was perspiring severely, and Twilight maneuvered over to put a comforting hoof around her.

“You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to,” she said.

“Oh, come on, Twi!” Dash grumbled, “I wanna hear Fluttershy’s sex story!”

“Lay off her, Rainbow,” Twilight warned, “can’t you see that she doesn’t want her privacy spewed all over Ponyville?”

“It’s not all over Ponyville, it’s just to us! We can keep a secret.”

“That’s not the point,” Twilight said, shaking her head, “forcing somepony to speak of their personal lives isn’t the way friends behave. It goes against everything we stand for!”

“It’s alright, Twilight,” Fluttershy suddenly said with a shaky voice, “I…I can do this.”

“No, Fluttershy,” Twilight said, “I don’t want to put you through anything you don’t feel comfortable doing.”

Fluttershy sighed and slowly emerged from her bodily curtain. Waves of nervousness crashed against her spirit, and the small levee she had built against them was absolutely no match. But she wanted to be brave in front of her friends, whom she loved so dearly. Even Rainbow Dash, who had rudely intruded into her privacy, deserved respect and kindness. She thought of her element, and recognized that it would be so unfair to everyone else were she to back out. So she shut her eyes, gulped, and told her story.

“It was flight camp, way back in Cloudsdale…”

“ALRIGHT, FLY! LET’S GO!” Thunder Cloud roared. He stamped his hoof on the puffy white surface beneath where he stood, and smiled in satisfaction as small tufts flew in every direction. He absolutely loathed his job as Flight Camp instructor, feeling that his talents could be put to better use as the Captain of the Wonderbolts. In fact, he HAD been Captain…up until Stormy Flare and her nosy daughter, Spitfire, had gotten him expelled for “conduct unbecoming to a Bolt.”

So, I fucked Angel Wings one time, he said to himself, so fucking what?! Spitfire’s nose shouldn’t have been in my filing cabinet in the first place!

“I SAID, MOVE!” He yelled at the little ponies flying in front of him, “WHAT’S THE MATTER?! HAVE YOU GOT ROCKS IN YOUR BRAIN?! LET’S PICK UP THE PACE!”

Meanwhile, a certain yellow Pegasus filly made her way into Flight Camp for the very first time along with her family. She buzzed her wings a little bit, but hid behind her mane every chance she got. She was scared to death, and Thunder Cloud’s aggressive instruction didn’t make her feel any better. In fact, she felt worse. She could hear him all the way from the main gate and just hoped that she might get paired up with one of the nicer teachers. She knew he had been a big shot with the Wonderbolts, but she didn’t know why he’d been thrown out. Now, she figured he was just too mean for the Bolts.

Her mother and father registered her for a week’s worth of lessons, said their farewells, and returned home. She felt like the Camp was the biggest place in the world, and she didn’t think she’d ever find her way around. Her lips quivered with fright, and they shook even more when she was found by one of the teachers, Flight Pattern. She was a rather imposing mare, with bright green eyes and a close cut yellow mane. Her sleek body shone in the morning sun, and little Fluttershy noted that she seemed to have been working out.

“Hey, kid, where’s your bunkhouse?”

“I…er…um…” Fluttershy stuttered, “I…don’t really…know.”

Flight smiled. “Come on, I’ll help ya find it. Then, you’d better hustle on over to the Mess Hall. Grub’s about to be served.”

“Um…alright,” Fluttershy said.

Flight gave the filly an odd, yet interested look. She’d never seen somepony so absolutely scared of something before. She just hoped that, when the time came, the small filly could fly with the other foals. She was definitely old enough, and her wings looked like they were in pristine condition. She hadn’t been ravaged by the plague of “Wing Fever” that was going around town. In an adult Pegasus, it caused some pretty significant wing damage. But in a little filly, it would be absolutely devastating. They’d never be able to fly again!

But Flight promised to help the young pony, so she did. She led Fluttershy over to Bunkhouse C, where other colts and fillies were beginning to arrive for their week of instruction. The yellow filly noticed all the other foals happily talking and flapping their wings. Some of the older colts were having a competition to impress a couple of cute fillies, flexing their wings and showing just how long they could hover in place. Fluttershy couldn’t help but smile at the whole display. Her mother had told her of these types of things happening very frequently around the Camp. The colts and fillies that were there were reaching the age where they’d begin looking for a mate, and mating themselves.

But she wasn’t there for love. She was there to improve her flying, which was embarrassingly weak, hence her reason for not wanting to be taught by Thunder Cloud. She now wanted Flight Pattern for an instructor, since the mare had been so kind to her. She figured that things would be exactly the same out in the air. She also met a rough filly named Rainbow Dash, but she didn’t really pay her any mind. She was much too nervous about everything. She had no idea that Dash would break the Sonic Rainboom Barrier in a race to defend her from some bullies. That would be discovered in time.

Now, it was time to begin their lessons, and she was very nervous about the whole thing. Unfortunately, she did get placed into Thunder’s class, and she was absolutely frantic. She quaked under her covers the entire night before her first session, and when she peeked out in the morning, everypony had already gone! She squeaked and raced from her bunkhouse, trotting along the clouds until she reached the part of the field of clouds where she’d been assigned.

“LISTEN UP, YOU PISS POOR EXCUSES FOR FLIERS!” Thunder roared as he stood in front of them, “I AM THUNDER CLOUD, AND YOU WILL HATE ME! AW, HELL, YOU PROBABLY ALREADY DO! I AM YOUR INSTRUCTOR, AND IT’S MY JOB TO MAKE HALFWAY DECENT PERFORMERS OUT OF ALL OF YOU! WHETHER I HAVE TO SCREAM, HOLLER, OR JUST JAM MY HOOF UP YOUR ASSES, I WILL DO IT! IS THAT UNDERSTOOD?!”

“YES, SIR!” The foals yelled back.

“Um…yes, sir,” Fluttershy said quietly.

“GOOD! NOW, THEN, WHICH ONE OF YOU WORTHLESS FROGS WANTS TO BE FIRST ON THE OBSTACLE COURSE?!”

A million hooves shot up instantly…or, what seemed like a million to the scared yellow filly behind them.

“ALRIGHT, LET’S GO WITH…YOU!”

Thunder pointed a hoof, and the crowd parted to reveal Fluttershy, trembling and cowering before the large stallion. He leapt off his cloud and floated down to accost her, turning her face up with a hoof. “I DIDN’T HEAR YOU RESPOND, MAGGOT!”

“Um…well…see, sir, I just…That is, if I could possibly have a reprieve, or if somepony else wants to go, that’d be just fine.”

Thunder put on a mocking smile. “Aw, wook at the poow wittle fiwwy,” he said, “perhaps I could get you a glass of warm milk and a nice storybook to read.”

“Oh, that would be lovely.”

“Would it, now?”

Fluttershy nodded.

“Well, guess what…IT DON’T WORK LIKE THAT AROUND HERE! NOW, YOU’RE GONNA GET YOUR LITTLE RUMP ON THAT OBSTACLE COURSE, OR I’M GONNA SHOVE MY CLIPBOARD SO FAR DOWN YOUR THROAT, YOU’LL BE CRAPPING THE NAMES OF COMPANY D! NOW, GET GOING!”

Flight Camp, Pt. 2

Author's Note

Hey, everyone!

Sorry the buildup is taking a while, but I promise it'll have a payoff. My new work schedule doesn't give me a lot of time to write in the morning anymore, so I may have to just transfer into the evening hours and then post the chapter the next day. Anyway, the sex is coming, I promise!

Have a good day, everypony!

Flight Camp, Pt. 2

Fluttershy wept on her bed after being sent back to the bunkhouse by Thunder Cloud. She had never been more embarrassed or humiliated in her young life, and she felt as if she had completely disappointed all Pegasi everywhere. When she had entered the obstacle course, she got knocked off kilter by the very first bar she tried to hurdle. She had spun out of control, knocking a few other ponies out of the sky and into violent tailspins.

Thankfully, they managed to right themselves and float back to the clouds below. She, on the other hoof, had to be assisted back down by a couple of her classmates. She blushed severely, and nearly began crying as Thunder reamed her performance. He was so angry that she became fearful for her safety, and considered it a blessing when she was sent away and placed in confinement. It was true what they said of Flight Camp: “if you can’t fly, don’t even try.”

As she mourned her own shame, she heard hoofsteps approach. They seemed to stop right behind her, and she cowered against a wall. The last thing she wanted was company. She just needed to be alone and try and convince herself that being expelled from the camp and sent home wouldn’t leave permanent mental damage. But the shadow that accompanied the steps wouldn’t budge, and she bent even further into the barrier.

“Please,” she said, just above a whisper, “I really don’t feel like seeing anypony.”

“Then maybe this pony feels like seeing you,” a kind voice responded.

She turned around to see a young blue colt standing there. He had sharp green eyes, and rather nice looking wings. She blushed a bit at her display of sadness, feeling that it was an immature way to act in front of somepony new. She thought that he was a representative from Thunder, come to claim her very soul in some kind of black magic act that only members of a deranged cult would perform. She squeaked a bit and backed away, but to her surprise, he sat on her bed and pulled her into a hug. It was a daring move on his part, but she was glad for the comfort.

“Listen, Fluttershy,” he said, “you’ve gotta have more confidence in yourself.”

“But I just don’t!” She cried, “How can I have confidence in something that’s never gonna work? I’ll never fly as well as the other foals. I’m just…worthless.”

“You are not worthless,” the colt said, running a hoof through her mane, “I promise you’re not.”

“Hey…” she said as she wiped some tears away, “…how did you know my name? Thunder didn’t give us a chance to introduce ourselves.”

Now it was his turn to blush. “Because we’re from the same Quadrant of Cloudsdale. We’ve been going to the same school for a few years now. My name’s Sky Dancer. I know I’ve never been much of an acquaintance to you, but the truth is, I’ve noticed you from across the playground.”

“You have?”

He nodded. “Yes, I have, and I’ve seen you attempt to fly. Fluttershy, your wings are just fine! When you’re by yourself…or you think you are…you’ve done some pretty impressive things.”

Fluttershy felt her face go red all over again. She remembered doing loops and spins just like any other Pegasi her age. But the difference was that nopony was watching her. She was all alone, and she would leap off the top of a slide or a platform and begin hurtling through the air with the greatest of ease. Her confidence shot forth like a beautiful golden arrow when she was alone. But when she was with others, it seemed to seal itself off in some restricted section of her mind that even she didn’t have access to.

“I just can’t fly with everyone watching like that,” she confessed, “it’s so terrifying!”

“Hey, I’ve got news for you,” he said, “it’s frightening for me, too. But I still get up there and do it because I know that, if I don’t practice, I’ll never improve from where I am now.”

“I know you’re right,” Fluttershy responded, “I just get scared of so much, and I hate being up so high!”

“That’s when you ignore the ground,” Sky said, “and focus on the azure horizon beyond. Fluttershy, you can do this. You’ve just gotta believe in yourself…as I believe in you.”

Fluttershy smiled. Nopony had been this nice to her since she’d arrived! She immediately took a liking to the young colt and pushed herself a little closer to him. She blushed a bit, noticing that he carried quite a charming quality. “Um…so…the Mess Hall’s having a dance tomorrow night,” she said nervously, “would you care to go?”

Sky smiled back. “Ah, the filly asking the colt on a date, eh?” He chuckled, “I’d love to. But please, I’d like to do things properly.”

“Oh…alright.”

“Would you be my date tomorrow night?”

“Absolutely.”

The two foals left the Mess Hall before everyone else, wanting to beat the rather large crowd that had turned out. The dance had been absolutely amazing, with everypony wearing their Flight Camp uniforms. Once again, the colts put on a display of wing strength for the fillies, who giggled and made a big deal out of it. There was cake and punch and the instructors even handed out some awards for the most promising fliers. Sky was gifted a medal for his work, and he wore it proudly.

“It’s so shiny!” Flutter raved as they trotted along the clouds back to their bunkhouse.

“Yeah,” Sky said, “and it’s all thanks to you.”

“Me? What did I do?”

“You give me confidence, Flutter,” he said honestly, “just as I try to do with you. I know I didn’t tell you this the other day, but I’ve had a crush on you for quite some time.”

Fluttershy smiled and blushed in the moonlit darkness. “I guessed,” she said, “and to be fair, you’re a rather handsome colt.”

Suddenly, he stopped and turned to face her. He admired her beauty as the moon struck a glow off of her stunning pink mane. Her blue eyes shone, and the Camp uniform accentuated her body perfectly. He felt something stir below his metaphorical belt, and he had to force himself to behave. His father had recently had “the talk” with him, and made him promise to leave the fillies alone until they were ready. But how could they not be ready? How could this moment go without satisfaction? The moon, the atmosphere, everything was absolutely wondrous.

“May I…may I kiss your cheek?” He stuttered.

Fluttershy smiled again. “Only if I can kiss yours…”

He nodded, and the two kissed each other’s soft faces, gingerly moving towards the lips as they felt their bodies and minds begin entwining. When they got there, they were very generous, gently touching tongues and softly breathing into each other. Fluttershy thought that his breaths were absolute masterpieces, warm and completely loving. He thought the same of her, and when they broke apart for air, they realized just how far they had gone.

“I…I know we’ve only officially known each other for a short while,” he said, “but I feel as if I’ve known you my entire life.”

“I feel the same way,” she responded, “and…I wanna go further.”

“You do?!”

“Yes,” she said, “when I’m with you, I feel that confidence bursting within. I need you, Sky. I…love you.”

“I love you too, Fluttershy,” he said in return, “I always have. If you want to go further, then I want to be with you every step of the way.”

“Let’s go back to the bunkhouse and…make love.”

“Yes…” Sky responded in the most amazing daze he’d ever been in.

Flight Camp, Pt. 3

Fluttershy and Sky Dancer were in absolute heaven as they traced their hooves along each other’s bodies, trying desperately to locate that one special spot that might create pleasure in their sudden lover. They each contained a different level of excitement, shown by their reactions to the various fondling. Fluttershy’s held a mixture of enthusiasm, nervousness, and a quiet beauty. Each time Sky’s hoof brushed over her wings, she felt them erect further. She knew that this was an involuntary reaction in all Pegasi when confronted with a decidedly sexual touch, but it still created a sense of awe and fright within her. Her moans spoke pleasure, but her mind spoke fear.

“Sky…” She said.

“Yes, darling?”

She blushed and smiled. “I know I suggested this, but I still don’t know if I’m quite ready for it. I guess I was a little…forward.”

He smiled back. “We’ll move at your pace.”

She nodded and gave in to his touch. Meanwhile, he reacted in a way that all colts and stallions react when being touched by a beautiful filly or mare. It was the height of his young life, and he showed it. As she ran her hooves over his frame, he sighed deeply, completely content and falling madly in love. He had always been joked about by his peers, and seen as being the “middle of the road” when it came to looks. He didn’t have the best wings or the most muscles or any of the other criteria that the fillies in his school used to judge the colts. He was just average. To top it off, he had to wear glasses, which created a sense of “nerdiness” about him that revolted the best looking fillies. He’d had poor luck, to say the least.

But now, with Fluttershy being so tender and precise in her movements, he felt accepted. He scooted closer to her and began unzipping her Camp uniform, reveling in every last tuft of beautiful yellow fur that exposed itself. He tried not to make a scene, and he definitely didn’t want to attack her, but it was so difficult. She was beauty incarnate, and for a moment, the world outside that bunk bed didn’t matter. The other foals didn’t matter. Their instructors didn’t matter. Every last speck of time and space was whirling around them at breakneck speed, yet they felt as slow as the turtles that dotted the sands of Luna Bay.

He treated her with absolute love and respect, ensuring that she was ready before proceeding. When she nodded, he gingerly removed her uniform completely, exposing her normally nude body. But this time, it greeted him with an absolutely ecstatic sense of excitement. He had seen her without clothes before, but now her body was his to play with and to love. He also understood his obligation to love her heart and soul as well, and he took to it very well. He gently lay her back and kissed her before slowly moving down her body, leaving a shiny trail of affectionate saliva along the way.

He continued his purposeful silence when he arrived at every colt’s dream: her vaginal jewel. It was perfectly puffy, and beckoned him further in. The smell was absolutely intoxicating, somewhere between a beautiful rose garden and the fresh baked cakes of the bakery in their quadrant of Cloudsdale. He couldn’t quite put a specific description on things. He didn’t need to. He knew what it smelled like and how it continuously asked him to touch and dab at it. He knew of the love that wafted from Fluttershy and enveloped him with its soothing embrace.

He looked up at her and received a very encouraging smile. While smiling in return, he planted his face between her back legs and began to tenderly administer to her. He drew teasing circles around her lips with his tongue, and then swiped right across her nub. He loved the shudders that came from above with every swipe, and the pleading moans with every tease. He even gave her anus some attention, gently cleaning it and telling her how wonderful it tasted.

“But Sky…that’s where I…you know,” Fluttershy blushed.

“I know,” he said, “it’s where I do that, too. But the difference between yours and mine is that yours is as smooth as silk.”

He didn’t allow her to respond, but dove right back in and continued his job. She moaned as she felt both of her most sensitive areas receiving large doses of pleasure. She wondered if this was what it felt like to be on top of the nearest rainbow, looking down on all the ponies enjoying their lives, completely oblivious to what true happiness actually was. All she knew was him and all he knew was her, and that was what they needed. She let forth small cries of joy, letting him know that he was pleasing her to the infinite degree. Many questionable words swept through her mind, but none of them found their way out. She wasn’t that kind of filly.

“Please,” she said in a voice that shook with a cute sense of urgency, “make love to me. Put your…er…penis inside me.”

“Are you sure you’re ready?”

“I am,” she said, “be my mate. Be my husband. Love me.”

“Nothing would make me happier,” Sky responded, bending down to kiss his new mate.

Fillies and colts becoming mates at a young age was not uncommon, yet was more on the taboo side in Equestrian conversation. It made ponies uncomfortable to think of their offspring committing to something so large so early on in life. But all the same, nopony was in the bunkhouse with them, and all they had to do was kiss. In Equestria, the government was not in charge of marriage. The ponies were. After one pony asked another to be their mate, if they received affirmation, a kiss was shared and that sealed them forever.

Once their lips broke, the new husband broke his wife’s barrier. She held her hooves to her mouth, trying desperately to hold in a scream of agony and pain. Then, she felt his soothing touch and soft, gentle lips pressed against hers, and she fell right back into pleasure. He thrusted himself in and out of her, enjoying every single moan and grunt that came with it. He loved the way their crotches smacked together, and the way she whispered loving words into his ear.

“My Fluttershy…” he groaned, “…I’m not…I…Oh, you feel so good, darling!”

“So do you,” Fluttershy panted, “I love your-“

He kissed her, cutting her off midsentence. She didn’t need to say anything. He knew of her great love for him. He thought he could be perpetually happy while remaining in this position forever. He wished that Celestia would pop in and magically fuse them into that spot. But such a thing was hilariously absurd, so he decided to indulge himself by loving her as much as possible. When they returned to their quadrant, he’d set up meetings with her until they were old enough to purchase their own spot. It was tradition among foal mates to do so.

His thrusts became harder as he felt himself inch closer and closer to the magical moment when he would release himself for the first time. He bent down and whispered that he was getting ready, and asked her where she wanted it. Her answer surprised him: “I want it inside me.”

“Are you absolutely sure?” He said as his thrusts became slightly more violent.

“YES!” She squealed, “I want you! I NEED you! Please, inseminate me! Cum inside me! Make me yours forever!”

“You already are,” he said.

“Oh, just shut up and fuck me!”

He was shocked at her profane words, but chalked it up to the pleasure. He knew how his father had taught him to finish a mare off, and he scooted forward, pressing his member all the way into her. She shrieked with happiness and moved her hooves down to play with his balls. The combination of her touch and her vagina was just too much for him to take, and he groaned as he released deep into her womb. In a moment of romantic wonder, she released onto him at exactly the same time, and the couple shouted their pleasure to the stars above.

He pulled out of her and collapsed beside her, pulling her into a warm hug. The two shared some words of affection before kissing and falling asleep. As they slumbered, their dreams were wet with passionate love for their new mate. Fluttershy felt his warm fluid sitting in her nether regions, and decided that it was right where it needed to be. She knew she couldn’t get pregnant at that time of the month, and followed her heat cycle well. But even if she had gotten pregnant, she would definitely want the foal. After all, it would be a product of their love, and it had been sealed forever.

Nothing will tear us apart, she thought as she snoozed, I will always love him, and he will always love me. He gives me courage and confidence, and I know I do the same for him. Together, we’ll conquer Flight Camp, and then have a wonderful life. I just know it…

“You have a MATE, Fluttershy?!” Twilight asked in shock when the story ended.

At that moment, tears filled Fluttershy’s eyes. She looked away from the group and hid her face in a wing, petrified at something, though the others didn’t know what it was. Twilight wondered if she had crossed some kind of invisible line, and she trotted over to embrace her friend. She let Fluttershy nuzzle deeply into her fur and weep, staining her purple coat with the tears of what appeared to be a lost love. None of them had ever heard of Sky Dancer, and they all assumed that she was dating Discord, so it came as a huge surprise when Fluttershy mentioned her Flight Camp lover.

“Flutter?” Dash asked, “what happened to Sky?”

Fluttershy sniffled and peeked out from Twilight’s hug. “He…he…oh, I just can’t!”

“Then don’t,” Twilight said, “Dash has no right to invade your privacy like this. In fact, she’s had no right to do so with ANYPONY here!”

“Oh, shut up, Twilight!” Dash snarled, “I wanna hear what happened! What, did he cheat on you or something, Fluttershy?”

“RAINBOW DASH!” Twilight thundered, causing the rainbow maned pony to cower a bit.

The princess was just going to give a small lecture, when Fluttershy suddenly removed herself from her embrace. The yellow Pegasus nodded and wiped some tears away, then told them all the sad ending to her story:

“At the end of Flight Camp, he was given an honor for being one of the best there, but we never came out as mates. We decided to tell our parents first, and they were incredibly happy for us. For the weeks that followed, we were very happy together. The sex we shared was amazing, but more than that, it was true love between us. We did absolutely everything with each other.”

“Wait…” Dash interrupted, “…I defended your honor at Flight Camp. I don’t remember this colt.”

“It was the year before you came. Remember, your parents held you out a year because they wanted you to be at your absolute best?”

“Oh, yeah…” Dash said, “but please, continue.”

“Anyway, he decided to go out for the Cloudsdale Flight Team. I begged him to reconsider, but he had his mind made up. He kissed me and told me it would all be okay. I went to his tryout, and on the obstacle course they gave him, he…clipped his wing!”

“Then what happened?” Dash asked.

Fluttershy grimaced as painful memories shot through her mind. “HE FELL!” She suddenly screamed, bursting into tears, “HE FELL THROUGH THE SKY TO HIS DEATH!”

A Royal and Her Pupil

Twilight gave Rainbow Dash a look that was somewhere between the furious rage of all Tartarus and instantaneous murder. Her bloodshot eyes shrank down to slits and she quietly removed herself from Fluttershy, took the three hoofsteps over to Dash, and put a hoof on her shoulder. But this was no friendly gesture. Her hoof felt like a three-ton boulder from the many mountains of northern Equestria. Dash swore that she nearly collapsed. Emotions coursed through her body, and none of them were any good. She felt sick to her stomach as Twilight opened her mouth.

“How could you?” She asked in a voice that was so soothingly quiet, yet boomed with a thunder the likes of which Cloudsdale could never match.

“I…I didn’t know-“

“And you didn’t NEED to know!” Twilight roared, “you just made one of your best friends relive the most painful memory of her life, and for what?! A couple seconds of self-pleasure?! An erotic thought?!”

“I’m sorry!” Dash cried, “I didn’t mean to! I just thought this would be fun.”

“You and I have different definitions of fun, then,” Twilight responded coldly, “and I don’t think you need to apologize to me.”

Dash nodded as Twilight removed her hoof and pointed to the visibly distraught Fluttershy. The Wonderbolt tucked her tail between her legs and slowly put one hoof in front of the other until she reached her. Just to see Fluttershy in such a painful, agonized state was nearly too much for her to bear. Tears began falling as she realized that she had made a grave mistake. Twilight was right. No eroticism or sexual pleasure was worth this.

“I…I am so sorry, Fluttershy,” Dash said, wrapping her hooves around her friend, “I never meant for any of this to happen.”

Flutter sniffed. “It’s okay, Rainbow. While I am angry that I was forced into talking about it, I’m also relieved.”

“Why? I just made you relive the worst day of your life, so…why are you relieved?”

“Because it’s finally out there,” Fluttershy responded, “for so long, I was scared to talk about it. I’ve nearly committed suicide multiple times because of this one memory, and I just couldn’t come to any of you with my problem. But tonight, I was backed into a corner and I couldn’t escape until I spoke of it. It had to happen, Dash, and you catalyzed the happening. So, thank you.”

Dash was very surprised at her friend’s reaction. The pain seemed to ebb away, leaving a dull ache in her light blue eyes. She knew that her lover was at peace, and she could move forward in her relationship with Discord. She had been nervous about going forward with him because she thought she would dishonor Sky Dancer. But now, with her friends all giving her looks of comfort and encouragement, she knew that she could do so with pride.

“Are you gonna ask anypony else about losing their virginity?” She asked Dash.

“No,” Dash said, “I feel like a complete rat.”

“Whoa, there, pardner!” Applejack exclaimed, “we all had to go about spillin’ our guts. Twilight and Starlight are the only ones left! Let’s be fair about this. Twi? Star?”

The Princess and her former pupil looked at each other and blushed. It became very apparent that they had lost it…to each other. In moments of passionate bliss, the student and the teacher had transcended their professional relationship and had become romantic partners. The lights of the Ponyville castle seemed to dim in respect to these two, and the rest of the ponies became very interested. Even Fluttershy managed to dry her eyes and give ear to the story.

“Well…” Twilight said, “…if you hadn’t guessed by the crimson dominating our faces, we mated with each other.”

“Yeah,” Star said, “and it was absolute magic…”

“I DON’T CARE!” Twilight screamed at Starlight, “YOU AREN’T GOING!”

“Oh, come on, Twi,” Starlight responded, “you aren’t being fair about this! Now, I work hard on friendship lessons and my magic all week long! I feel myself being shifted away from my dictatorial ways and into the light of true friendship. Plus, Trixie invited me to the Ra Ra show! Don’t you want me to do things with my friend?”

Twilight sighed. Yes, she wanted Trixie to make friends, and she was having a difficult time accepting that those friends might be ones she didn’t personally approve of. Trixie had been a thorn in her side for years. As The Princess of Friendship, it was her duty to offer that same extended hoof to everypony. But as Twilight Sparkle, sometimes, she wanted to grind Trixie up into little bits of dust and scatter her into the wind. The fake magician was just so frustrating and annoying! Still, though, she chalked this up to her inner pony, and forced herself to take an interest in the thorn and Starlight’s budding friendship.

“Yes,” she said, with more than a bit of contempt, “I do. But why does your friend have to be…her?”

“Because she’s been so kind and sweet to me,” Star responded, “and I just didn’t get along with anypony that your friends introduced me to. She was the only pony I connected with, and I still do.”

“But she used you!”

“I forgave her for that, Twilight,” Star responded, “our friendship is on a completely different level now. Gosh, I thought you’d be proud of me for making a friend.”

Twilight sighed again, only this time, she smiled and put a hoof on her student’s shoulder. “Yes, I am proud. Very proud. You’re doing so well at your friendship lessons and understanding the bonds ponies share. I’m sorry that I’ve let my old demons come back to haunt your new friendship with Trixie. Go on and have fun. All I’m gonna say is that we’ve gotta make an early start tomorrow, so I’d suggest getting home as soon as you can.”

“You got it, Twi,” Star said before rushing off to meet her friend.

Oh…I hope Trixie doesn’t plant any arrogant ideas in Starlight’s head, Twilight thought as she waved farewell, her mental fields are so fertile. If she gets the wrong vision of what friendship is, she may be lost forever!

It was 1:00 in the morning by the time Starlight returned to the castle. She yawned and smiled as she dragged her weary body up the steps to her room. It had been a truly magnificent night. Her mane was unkempt and her eyes were half-closed, but she didn’t care. Pleasing thoughts pulsed through her mind, spelling out the past five hours or so. Ra Ra had been simply stunning, and her new symphonically backed metallic style of music suited her perfectly. It was like an opera, only with squealing guitars and thundering drums. It had been tempered with some beautiful piano pieces from the superstar herself, and the entire set was zipped up in a suit of absolute perfection.

But it was what happened after the concert that sent Star into a complete whirlwind of happiness. She had gotten to participate in something sexual! She and Trixie had met a stallion at the show, and he had invited them back to his hotel room. Once there, Trixie taught her how to do a blowjob, and she sucked away while he gave Trixie a good dose of cunnilingus. She loved how wet Trixie got while he licked her, and she loved how hard he got while she sucked him. Overall, it was a gorgeous experience for all involved. Her only regret was that she had to leave right in the middle of all the fun. He had just started to mate with Trixie, pounding her against the headboard of the bed without mercy. She got off on them quickly before remembering her promise to Twilight and hurrying off towards the castle.

“Do you KNOW what time it is?!” An angry voice interrupted Starlight’s thoughts.

She turned around and just barely made out a royally pissed off Twilight Sparkle. “Oh, hi, Twilight,” she slurred, “it’s a…gorgeous night…isn’t it?”

“Have…have you been drinking hard cider, Starlight?!”

“No,” Star said, “you can…smell my breath if you want. I’m just tired.”

“I’ll bet you’re tired. Starlight, it’s 1 in the morning! Luna rose the moon seven hours ago, and that was after you left! I’m very disappointed in you! I don’t know what the hell you’ve been up to, but it had better be good for you to be gone so long. I know for a fact that the concert wouldn’t have gone more than two hours. Ra Ra’s voice can’t hold out for so long! So, explain!”

“I’m sorry, Twi,” she said, “but I can’t. I’ll tell you in the morning-“

“Oh, no, you won’t!” Twilight thundered, grabbing Star and pulling her closer, “you’ll tell me right now.”

The fire in the Princess’s gaze startled Starlight, so she confessed to everything. She even went into graphic detail about Trixie’s very wet vagina. Twilight was shocked by all this, but even more shocked when she felt her own nethers begin to moisten. Her box was tight and beautiful, and she planned to keep it that way until she married. But something inside of her suddenly snapped. Her impulses raged away the more Starlight spoke of various ponies and their most sensitive areas. She grabbed Starlight’s face and kissed her hard, shoving her tongue down her throat.

Starlight ripped herself away with wide-eyed fright. “Twilight, what the hell?!”

“I can’t do it, Star,” Twi said, “I can’t go any longer. I’ve masturbated to you so many times, it’s difficult to keep track of. I’m a straight pony, yes, but I’ve got a certain attraction to you. Please…come to my room with me. I need a sexy mare to keep me company tonight.”

Feeling certain that this was a ploy to punish her for her lateness, Starlight shook her head. “I’m afraid I can’t do that, Twilight.”

“Fine,” Twilight responded, “then we’ll just do it here.”

Bathing in Friendship

Lust filled Twilight’s beautiful gaze as she peered over Starlight’s lithe body. It was startling for the latter pony, who shuffled her hooves nervously and wondered just where she had gone wrong. The previous thirty seconds of her life had not gone very well, and it seemed to be getting worse. Or…was it better? Twilight’s eyes pierced her soul, and the strange thing was that she wanted them to. But then she’d mentally recoil and reject her. Over and over, the cycle continued. Submission, rejection, submission, rejection. Did Starlight want Twilight in the same way, or was she involuntarily bowing to some trend within her own sexual fantasies? Did she understand…or not?

“Twi…I…I don’t think-“

“Sh, Starlight,” Twilight said, putting a tender hoof up to her lips, “just let me do the work. You, my dear pupil, just relax and enjoy it.”

“But Twilight,” Starlight said, “I’m not sure if I want it. I mean, it’s so sudden. Couldn’t we…you know…go out on a date first?”

Twilight backed off in a bit of surprise. She thought that this was a simple game of sexual pleasure between friends. She had no intention of entering into a committed relationship with Starlight. She was straight, and had many stallion suitors. The only reason she was getting frisky with Starlight right now was that she wanted more knowledge. She needed more. She needed to know what it felt like to rasp one’s tongue along the pussy of a beautiful mare. She needed to understand what it was like to experience the same thing that pornographic mares experienced.

“Starlight, this isn’t about love,” she said, “it’s simple sex. Throwaway sex.”

“But, Twilight, sex is supposed to be filled with love and passion. I’d prefer to find a stallion of my own to sleep with.”

“Oh, come on, Star,” Twilight scoffed, “you just finished telling me about that amazing time you had with Trixie.”

“Yeah, I got to watch her get rutted by a stallion. Big fucking deal. I want my own lover, and I’ll find my own lover, and that’s final.”

She tried to leave, but Twilight blocked her path. It became apparent that the Princess was teeming with her own lust, and somewhat obsessed with it. Her eyes played games with Starlight, darting this way and that to keep the frightened mare within her field of vision. Starlight wanted no part of this at first, but then she became intrigued by the orbs dangling in front of her nose. She drowned in them, and found it difficult to breathe as Twilight wound herself around her.

“You want me?” The princess whispered with a complete lack of subtlety.

“I…I don’t know,” Starlight responded in confusion, “I still think it’s wrong.”

“I know it’s a cliché question, but…how can something be so wrong if it feels so right?”

With that, Twilight brought their lips together gently. Starlight felt an absolutely euphoric softness touch her and fell completely in love with it. She wanted more, and pushed further in. It seemed her teacher had answered all of their questions for them. This one simple, yet superb act of affection caused a tidal wave of emotions to crash over Starlight. Her dam broke, and there was no stopping the lake of amazement that flooded into her body. Warmth ran from her face to the tip of her tail. She fell into it beautifully, and swam about as the schools of fish that ran rampant in the lakes around Vanhoover.

“Oh…Twi…” She moaned when they finished their kiss.

“Sh,” Twilight softly ordered. She brought her hoof to Starlight’s lips again, only this time, the light purple Unicorn began gently licking. Twilight smiled at the gesture, and kissed her cheek. She allowed Starlight to lick as long as she needed to before putting her hoof back on the carpet and motioning for Starlight to follow her. Her student dutifully obeyed. She was confused once again, but this time, she was excited for the results.

Twilight led them down the long hallway to her private bathroom. She opened the door and told Starlight to head inside. This was followed by a playful spank to the rump, and Starlight grinned and blushed. She liked the bit of pain that Twilight utilized, and she loved that the Princess was dominant. This was the way it should be, not the old, fuddy-duddy way her father had taught her. Whoever said that stallions and marriage and all that had to be the only basis for sexual fun? She loved everything that her teacher was doing, and mentally broke down all the barriers she had built against it. She would be Twilight’s toy.

“My teacher,” she said in a sultry, irresistible voice, “what are we gonna do here?”

Twilight smirked. “Ah, I see my student has come around. How beautiful. I thought we might…take a bath together. You got all smelly at that concert, and now you need to be bathed. Also, I want you to call me ‘Mommy,’ alright?”

“Yes, Mommy,” Starlight said in obedience.

“Good girl,” Twilight responded, absolutely delighted in her pupil’s submission, “now, get in the tub.”

“Yes, Mommy.”

Starlight got in and Twilight began running the water. It was so warm and felt absolutely amazing on the former dictator’s tired hooves. She thought she might be happy forever if she were allowed to just stay in the soothing liquid. She sighed in contentment, earning another smile from her teacher.

“Oh…does Mommy’s little filly like the water?”

“Yes, Mommy,” Starlight responded in a semi-dazed state, “I love the water…”

“Good, then you won’t mind if we use some bubble bath?”

“I don’t mind at all…”

Twilight smiled and used her magic to float over a pink mixture, guaranteed to create as many bubbles as possible. Even though she was still a virgin, she had seen enough and heard enough to realize just what pleasurable things a pony might like to experience. True, everyone had different tastes, but all the same, bubble baths were almost universally agreed upon. It was like a sudsy aphrodisiac, willing the two ponies taking part into a sexual universe that they had never seen before. Twilight was ecstatic as she poured it into the tub, mixing it in thoroughly, and then joining Starlight in water that was up to both of their shoulders.

“That’s enough,” Twilight said, shutting off the spout, “now…I think we need to play with the bubbles.”

“Yes!” Starlight said, reveling in the thought that Twilight was treating her like a filly, “Mommy, I wanna play with them!”

“Good girl,” Twilight said, “now, turn around and lift up your tail.”

Starlight obeyed, showing off her jewels in the process. Twilight’s mouth fell at just how beautiful her pupil’s most sensitive and private body parts were. To have access to a vagina was to be on top of the world, and Twilight felt like she was there. There were no rules, no restrictions, and no Princess Celestia to rebuke her. She could treat Starlight however she wanted to, and she decided to treat her like a naughty little filly. She spanked her a couple of times, overjoyed at the beautiful cries her hits received. She knew Starlight was enjoying it as well, because she kept begging for more.

“Alright,” Twilight said, “you’ve had your spanking.”

“No, Mommy!” Starlight pouted, “please, hit me again! I want your hooves on my rump!”

“Mm…you do, do you?” Twilight purred, “then perhaps you’ll enjoy this.”

She used her magic to float some bubbles over and rub them onto Starlight’s special area. She then placed her hooves on Starlight’s flanks and began licking away. She suckled on Starlight’s tender clitoris as wonder and amazement bloomed like flowers in her mind. The soapy taste didn’t bother her one bit, as she simply removed it from her mouth with her magic. Most importantly, Starlight was crying out with every rasp and every gentle lick. Twilight knew she was torturing Starlight, and that her pupil would love to come to orgasm quickly. But she was not about to let her take control of the situation.

“Yes, little filly,” she cooed, “you’re such a good little girl. Now, why don’t you stand on your hind legs against the wall? Mommy’s got a surprise for you.”

Starlight grinned widely and obeyed, happy to be Twilight’s servant, if only for a few moments. She spread her back legs wide and held onto a small bar on the side wall for balance. She breathed deeply as Twilight shot her own crotch with a magic blast, creating a rather large dick in the process. Her smile spread even wider as she realized Twilight was going to take her virginity away. The Princess stepped forward, wrapping both front hooves around Starlight’s neck, and plunged into her. Starlight screamed, but managed to hold her own.

“Painful, my dear?” Twilight mocked.

“YES!” Starlight screamed, “BUT DON’T STOP, MOMMY! I WANT MOMMY’S BIG PENIS!”

“Yeah, you want it?” Twilight chirped, “then, take it!”

She slammed her way into Starlight’s beautiful vagina, ripping through flesh as she went. She was pleased with the small trickle of blood that fell out, because she knew that was the signal that they’d passed the point of no return. Twilight’s thrusts were violent and vivacious, turning Starlight into the fuck toy that she’d always dreamed of becoming. Their crotches smacked together, reverberating off the tiled walls and returning to their ears to create even more sensuality. The two ponies howled and screamed as they had their session, becoming desperate for an orgasm. Some force must have heard their cries, for they had one in unison, squealing and crying as they dropped off the cliff and into the sexual abyss.

But Twilight wasn’t done. She slammed Starlight back into the water and began the process all over again, gaining great pleasure from the splashes that accompanied every thrust. Pleasure that she’d never known before ran through her brain like the trains of Equestria. Starlight became nothing more than railroad tracks to her sexual Valhalla, and she took full advantage of her. She began alternating holes, loving every single pained, agonized, and pleasured scream that came from her beloved student.

“OH! YES, MOMMY!” Starlight howled, “FUCK ME, PLEASE! I’M SUCH A BAD BITCH! I’M SUCH A BAD LITTLE GIRL!”

“YEAH, I’M FUCKING YOU, STARLIGHT!” Twilight shrieked as she lost control of her faculties, “I’M FUCKING YOU LIKE THE LITTLE WHORE THAT YOU ARE! OH, TAKE IT, BABY! TAKE IT! TAKE IT, BITCH! TAKE IT, SLUT! TAKE IT!”

Once again, the two experienced a simultaneous release, shooting glorious gobs of sticky cum all over each other. But still, the session was not finished. Starlight suddenly decided that it was her turn to be dominant, and she shoved Twilight over into the water. She took great pride in Twilight’s floating mane and suddenly bit down hard and pulled on it.

“Oh! You’re so rough with Mommy!” Twilight howled, loving every last pull.

“You were rough with me,” Starlight growled, “I’m just returning the favor!”

“Well, then return it in full, bitch!” Twilight sneered back.

Starlight used her magic to reduce Twilight’s cock and transfer it all into her own body. Now it was her turn to be the male. She leapt on top of Twilight and slammed into her, earning an ear piercing screech of pain from the Princess. Starlight didn’t care. She believed in equality, right? Well, then…let us be equal! She thought as she thrusted through and through. A small dash of blood trickled, but was soon replaced by that beautiful silvery liquid that every stallion pined for.

Starlight took full advantage of her time as a hermaphrodite, fucking Twilight over and over again. Their bodies bounced off of each other in gorgeous displays of ecstasy. Starlight paid Twilight back in full for her own pain and pleasure, watching happily as Twilight came closer and closer to the peak of the mountain. Starlight was happy to push her over the edge, and began thrusting into her cunt so hard that water poured over the side of the tub and onto the tile below. The former dictator felt her old, hard, commanding self return and she bit down onto Twilight’s ears and face. Deep red hickeys appeared as Twilight screamed aloud. It was gloriously filthy, and they called each other every wicked name in the book. But it only served to urge them further, and they soon experienced a third simultaneous orgasm.

By this point, both were exhausted, and Starlight collapsed into the water beside Twilight. The two snuggled into each other as Starlight’s faux stallionhood faded away, leaving behind her gentle pussy. They rubbed along each other’s privates a bit, but didn’t commit to anything harder. They were much too tired.

“You know,” Starlight said, “even though we just did a lot of dirty things, I feel cleaner than I’ve felt in a long time.”

Twilight giggled. “I know what you mean, Starlight.”

Rainbow Dash's Story

After Twilight and Starlight finished their story, they noticed that a decidedly sexual atmosphere had invaded the room. The carpets seemed to moisten under the heavy weight of the steam. Fluttershy and Rarity were trying very hard not to openly masturbate, but Pinkie and Applejack had given in to the urge. They moaned away as they rubbed at their vaginas, not caring who saw nor what kind of judgment was pronounced upon them. In fact, the complete lack of cover created even more pleasure.

“Whoa, looks like AJ and Pinkie are feelin’ it,” Dash chuckled.

“Yes! Yes, fuck me! Oh, yeah!” Applejack moaned, “oh…I need this! Ugh! Ugh! Oh, it feels amazin’!”

Twilight and Starlight smirked at each other and then began kissing. Their tongues wrapped around each other as they joined in the spontaneous orgy. Twilight reached her hoof around to her former student’s pussy and began to gently tease at it. She drew circles around the puffy lips, and then flicked her hoof nail across the clit. She loved the urgent groans from her friend, and broke their kiss in order to begin biting her. It was commonplace for ponies to mate with their teeth as well as everything else. She drew a bit of blood from her bite, but knew enough to where she didn’t penetrate deeply.

“Oh…Twi…” Starlight groaned, “…that bite was amazing…and your hooves…oh…”

“I’m glad you like it,” Twilight cooed, “but I think there’s somepony here who needs some attention.”

Twilight let go of Starlight and the two slowly made their way over to a very confused Rainbow Dash. The Pegasus looked completely lost, as if she had been dropped into The Everfree Forest with a compass and a sandwich and ordered to find her way home. Twilight didn’t say anything, but wrapped her hooves around Dash from behind. Starlight attacked from the front, and their two-pronged assault worked. Dash started to sigh as content played with her mind.

“So, Dash, allow me to turn the question on you,” Twilight whispered, “have you ever been fucked?”

“No,” Dash admitted, “I haven’t. But I’ve longed for a stallion or mare to take me. I just…wanted to hear what it was like.”

Twilight smiled and cutely nibbled on the top of Dash’s ear, earning some soft moans from her friend. “Well, then, let Starlight and I introduce you to this brave new world.”

With that, Twilight massaged Dash’s shoulders while Starlight bent downward and began sucking on her beautifully blue areolas. Dash’s groans were magnificent, and Twilight thought that she had excellent technique for a beginner. She continued her sensual massage, going lower and lower until she finally arrived at Dash’s rump and the beautiful crevice that separated her hind legs. She knew what hid in the cave, and she was eager to taste it. So, she dove right in.

Dash squeaked in excitement, eliciting giggles from her two partners. They had never heard her make that particular noise before, and they became excited at the prospect of sleeping with her. Starlight moved lower and sucked away on Dash’s clit, garnering more intense moans from above. Twilight took the opportunity to float a small piece of a nearby curtain over and wrap it over Dash’s eyes.

“You don’t mind, do you, Dashie?”

“No,” Dash responded in a daze, “I don’t wanna know which of you fucks me first. Frankly, I don’t care. Just fuck me!”

Twilight smirked again and zapped herself, recreating the same faux stallionhood that she’d used on Starlight. Her former pupil became very excited by this, and quietly began to suck on both it and Dash. Twilight set it across Dash’s stomach, earning a shudder from the blinded Pegasus, and a small smile from Starlight. This way, the light purple pony could have fun with both of them at once. She suckled and licked at Dash’s privates, loving every single vocalization that came with it. She brought Dash to the brink of climax, and then tortured her by moving away. Dash groaned and squirmed on her back, wanting desperately to experience an orgasm. True, she’d had them before while masturbating, but she’d never had one given to her.

Suddenly, Twilight turned and shoved her dick deep into Dash’s throat. Dash chuckled, ecstatic at knowing that she was sucking on one of her friends, but not knowing which one. She bobbed up and down on the shaft, enjoying its taste. Drops of precum emerged from the tip, using her tongue as their own personal playground. She thought of herself as being rather proficient in this sexual regard, so she tried an advanced maneuver. She’d seen it in the multiple secret pornographic video recordings she hid away from the general public. She slammed her head all the way down to whoever’s hilt, and the pony did a great job of remaining quiet.

But on the outside of the blindfold, Twilight was having a very difficult time not moaning. She couldn’t let Dash figure out that it was her who she was playing with. The feel of Rainbow’s smooth tongue and amazing, wet mouth nearly blew her cover. It didn’t help that Starlight came up behind her and began rubbing her throbbing vagina behind her fake balls.

“Do you have to do that, Starlight?” She whispered.

Star chuckled. “Come on, Twilight, you know you like having your pussy rubbed.”

“Yeah, when we’re having sex alone! In case you hadn’t noticed, Dash doesn’t want to know which pony she’s having fun with.”

Starlight rolled her eyes and left Twilight’s nether regions alone. She got down and kissed Dash’s cheek, before rolling her tongue along to her ear and sticking it inside. Dash became mad with excitement and sucked Twilight even harder. The Princess kept all of her moans down, even though it wasn’t easy at all. She had Dash sucking her, Starlight giving oral to her ear, and her friends were moaning and grunting around them as the wild orgy continued.

Ugh…this is your fault, Dash! She cried internally, you and your Truth or Dare game! Oh, sweet Celestia, if you suck me any harder, I’ll CUM!

At that moment, Dash unleashed her most ferocious penile attack of all, driving Twilight deep into her gullet. The Princess couldn’t hold herself in any longer, and with a shriek of pleasure, released her load. A sense of absolute satisfaction swept over her as she saw Dash swallow every last bit of her cum. She pulled her penis out, turned it back into a vagina, and ripped the blindfold off of Rainbow Dash.

“Oh, fuck the blindfold!” She thundered, “Starlight, give yourself a cock and rip her apart! I’ll take care of her rump hole.”

Dash’s smile went from ear to ear as the Princess and her friend took complete control over her. She became their ragdoll, and she felt herself being forced into a sitting position. Once there, Twilight cast a spell on her that forced her forelegs up over her head. A small rope then floated over and tied them there. Twilight then focused on her hind legs, spreading them and revealing Dash’s jewel to the world. Twilight breathed heavily as she began kissing Dash, reveling in the flavor of her own cum that hit her tongue.

Then, Starlight came over and Twilight graciously sucked on her new cock. It became as stiff as a board, and Twilight moved around behind Dash so Starlight could use it properly. The sudden hermaphrodite plunged into Rainbow, leaving behind a trail of blood and screams. She fucked her without mercy, loving every last shriek and beg that Dash made. The Pegasus squealed in delight as Starlight pounded away at her crotch, continuously asking for more and more.

“Mm…you’re greedy for this cock, aren’t you, you little slut?”

“Yes!” Dash cried, “yes, I’m a greedy bitch! Fuck me, Star! Fuck me, baby!”

“If you think that was good, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet!” Twilight howled.

She proceeded to begin her own pounding session with Dash’s delicate asshole. The Pegasus screamed to the heavens as her friends made love to her, feeling the most elated she had ever felt. Nothing topped this, not even her first day as a full-fledged Wonderbolt. She cried and squealed and shrieked, and her friends wouldn’t let up. They called her names, and told her that she was a worthless little foal. Still, she cried and screamed. In contrast to her normal independence, when it came to sex, she loved being led around by a dog collar.

“OH! OH! OH! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!” She squealed.

By this point, the other ponies had stopped banging each other and now looked towards the crying, screaming Pegasus. They noticed that tears of joy were rolling down her cheeks with each new powerful thrust that her two partners made. She was trapped in the middle of passion and rage, and she wanted to become even further entangled in the vines. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt her climax approach.

“OH! OH! OH! I’M GONNA CUM!”

“Yeah, you’re gonna cum!” Starlight mocked, “I know you’re gonna cum! You’re such a good slut! You’re our little whore!”

“YES, I’M YOUR WHORE! I’M YOUR FILLY! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! OH! YES! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!”

Rainbow Dash finally reached that elusive summit and shot her liquid all over Starlight’s crotch. For her part, Starlight rammed herself in even faster than before until she acquired her own happy release. Her scream was just as loud as Dash, and the Pegasus felt warm liquid envelop her very womb. While she knew she could never get pregnant by it, it was still a beautiful moment. The two panted as Twilight grabbed Dash’s waist and began slamming her naked crotch against the rainbow maned pony’s soft, gentle anus. She went harder and harder, earning more moans from Dash. Suddenly, the two cried out and came together, falling into each other as the gorgeous event passed them by. It was only a few seconds, but to Rainbow Dash, it felt like a wondrous eternity.

“That was amazing, darlings!” Rarity exclaimed, “good grief, I didn’t know you could mate like that, Twilight!”

“Yeah, well…you should come over some night.”

Everypony laughed at this and snuggled close to each other. Their former fatigue had been completely forgotten in the light of this grand sexual adventure, yet it suddenly returned in the afterglow. They had never had an orgy before, but they each silently agreed to do it again sometime. It had been an absolutely magnificent evening, and everyone fell asleep satisfied. But none were more so than Rainbow Dash, who curled up in Twilight and Starlight’s embrace and slumbered more peacefully than she ever thought possible. She could be completely happy now. She had her own “first time” story to tell.