Starlight Glimmer Nearly Doesn't Get All The Mares

Ellie broke her kiss with Maud to just admire her face for a bit, making eye contact with her under those half-lidded eyes. Her face was as expressionless as it always was, though Ellie swore she could detect the slightest hint of a smile. She smiled goofily, to no apparent reaction. She gave a short laugh and leaned in to kiss the earth pony mare again.

Ellie felt the force of Maud kissing back on her lips, the comforting caress of her hooves on the back of her head and neck. There was just something about the contrast between that enthusiastic tenderness and the monotone of her expression and face that was just incredibly attractive. Ellie reached up to stroke Maud’s cheek with her hand, which she was continuing to do even as Maud broke the kiss. Ellie smiled at her as Maud spoke.

“I won, by the way.”

“What?” Ellie laughed. “What do you mean?”

“The foursome.” Maud replied flatly. “When Trixie came. I won.”

Ellie laughed again. “Weren’t you just telling her sex isn’t a competition?”

Maud winked.

“Trixie’s scoring method was wrong. It makes sex into a zero-sum game. Scoring by orgasms given is better.”

“Yeah, I guess that makes sense!” Ellie conceded, paying more attention to the feeling of Maud’s cheek on her fingertips.

“Even maximized the Shaynon entropy, which is a good term to include in order to reward high-variance strategies.” Maud commented with a hint of self-satisfaction.

While a delightfully dorky way to say “evenly distributed”, Ellie worried about the possible slipping of Maud’s characterization. Maud didn’t speak in overly technical terms about everything. She was supposed to speak laconically, only ever infodumping about things specific to her specialty. Anything else would make her a nerd, and Ellie wasn’t attracted to those. But the dispassionate, monotonic way she went on and on about plate tectonics through that heavy eye makeup… Oof…

But then again, information theory did have a tendency to show up in the oddest of places. Why not in rocktology?

Ellie laughed, and moved forward to kiss Maud again, but decided at the last second to bend her body and lay her head on Maud’s stomach instead. Her left ear felt all the warmness and softness of a pony belly while her eyes drank in the view of the swell of her breasts and the mound of her clit. She was such a pretty sight. She allowed herself to just lie there for a few moments, smiling.

Then she got up for a second to admire Maud from the flank. Seeing her body without clothes on was by itself very erotic. The fact that she could now focus her gaze on the cutie mark that she had never seen before the events of the last hour was a bonus. It was a single, gray rock, barely distinguishable from the grayness of her coat if it weren’t for the outline. I mean, what else would it be, right? It was perfect for her. So, well, cute, for lack of a better word. She kissed it.

She placed her head back on Maud’s belly, contemplating the view once more. So many of her favorite pony parts, so close to each other. How fun. She began lazily stroking Maud’s abdomen with her fingers. They wandered until one of her fingertips just happened to brush against the edge of one of Maud’s nipples, and Ellie delighted in the contraction of the little shudder that caused. Her fingers wandered some more, and this time stroked the full body of her nipple gently, matched by an equally gentle reverse stroke with the back of her flat nails, at the end of which she lightly grabbed the nipple between her middle and ring fingers. She pressed down on her breast, massaging in a circular motion.

Ellie was excited to see Maud’s clit stirring from her slumber. What was it that she had said earlier? How the same techniques work? It was fascinating.

She moved her face over, greedily sucking the entire breast she had been massaging into her mouth, replacing the motion of her fingers with that of her tongue. With her hand, she began fondling and groping the other. She placed her face right up against Maud’s still mostly-soft clit to just feel her directly with the skin of her nose and forehead and eyelids, as well as with the fingertips of her other hand.

It was fascinating. Not too long ago, during her first night with Rarity, she had to coax herself into things by concentrating on the reassuring similarities the experience had with her previous, human-exclusive ones. But now? Well… If the breast she was sucking on were of the same size as the larger human ones she’d sucked on in the past, or on Maud’s chest instead, or if the clit she was stroking were a human one, or if she had hands instead of hooves or stood on two legs or had shoulders or anything to make her anatomy more human, that would just seem kind of wrong, and be a turnoff?

Which, to answer her question from earlier, probably meant that she actually wasn’t a furry now, but something that was somehow worse. But thankfully there was no name for such a strange, strange thing to be, so she didn’t have to keep thinking about it so hard.

Speaking of hard…

Ellie opened her eyes to look up, admiring the way Maud’s clit seemingly rose all the way up to the sky from her perspective. She gingerly wrapped her right hand around Maud’s shaft and began stroking, up and down, up and down. She was fascinated by how the circumference of her grip seemed to be the perfect size for the unfamiliar action, then felt silly after realizing that the joints of her fingers and thumb allowed for arbitrarily fine gradations of adjustment.

She lifted her head to take the head of Maud’s clit into her mouth, using her tongue to stroke around the rim. With her left hand, she continued groping Maud everywhere she could on her breasts, thighs, and flanks. She wished she had more hands, more tongues, more everythings to take in ever more of this body she was enjoying so much.

“That feels good.” Maud commented in the exact same tone of voice she would use to tell her that her shoes were untied, that is to say, that she always used for everything. Why did that make it so much hotter?

Not interrupting her stroking, Ellie opened an eye to sneak a peek at Maud’s face. Her eyes were closed, the purple of her eyeshadow so pretty and full, and she had what almost looked like an expression on her face. A contradictory mix of relaxation and excitedness, with even a hint of a smile. That excited Ellie further as she returned to her work. But could she really call something she enjoyed so much “work”?

She began bobbing her head up and down, adding the friction of her lips to that of her hands on each stroke. Her gropes became less exploratory and more concentrated, squeezing Maud’s flank as hard as she could. Her strokes became less slow and indulgent. More quick and small. She began to taste liquid. She felt Maud flaring in her mouth. So hot.

Timing things perfectly, she gave Maud one last stroke as she popped her clit out of her mouth. Thinking fast, she closed her eyes, then covered them with the outstretched index and middle fingers of each hand in a way that could have been racist if Ellie had not been the one doing it. Just in time. Bursts of delightfully warm pony cum splashed onto her face, hands, and neck, but not into her eyes.

She smiled. The feeling of the cum cooling on her skin. The smell. What was it? Those weird white trees back in the human world that everybody said smelled like semen. Yes, that is what it must smell like. She grinned.

Ellie somehow could not stop herself from grinning as she licked up the streaks of Maud cum on her fingers as well as the dribbles running down her still-hard shaft. The grin transformed into an unending series of giggles, as she flopped down onto the bed on Maud’s left and her right. If this was an orgasm, it was a really, really weird one. Why couldn’t she stop laughing? She reminded herself of Pinkie Pie on the day they tried to huff paint together. Well, Ellie tried to huff paint, and it didn’t work, but Pinkie found the whole thing so funny that she was literally rolling on the floor laughing. Also, that was possibly the worst comparison she could have ever made, because if Pinkie had done what Ellie just did, that would be—

Let’s put a pin in that.

“S-sorry, Maud!” Ellie managed to get out, still grinning uncontrollably as her happy laughs finally died down. “I just— I just didn’t expect—” Another laugh forced itself out. “S-sorry. It, uh, is my first time with, uh, and I don’t mean to—”

“You’re having fun.” Maud said in what was both a statement of fact and approval.

“Yeah. I am.” Ellie smiled softly at her, glad that she understood. Maud looked relaxed, happily lying on her back. Her eyes were closed, and she even held a slight smile, with the edges of her lips seemingly threatening to tug her into a larger one.

“You’re still orgasming!” Ellie realized.

“Yes.” Maud confirmed, not opening her eyes. “It feels good. Thank you.”

That was so delightfully Maud. Another laugh burst out.

“Oh, you have thanked me enough!” Ellie grinned as she gave Maud a peck on the lips. That left a speck of cum on her muzzle, which led to yet another laugh, a stroke of the tongue to lick it up, and another kiss. Satisfied, she turned around to her left, to consider the two mares on the other side of the bed.

Trixie and Starlight were in their own little world, heads resting on each other’s forelegs, gazing into each other’s eyes, lazily stroking each other’s faces and bodies with their hooves, all warm smiles. It was actually just a really nice thing to see. Even their coat colors formed a pleasing contrast of lilac pink and azure blue. Ellie felt a bit of voyeuristic delight as she just watched them for a while, enjoying a sort of secondhand intimacy that just seemed to radiate from their bodies. She felt greedy for ever wanting to interrupt something so beautiful.

But she did, tapping both of their bodies to get their attention. Trixie turned her head to look up at her, while Starlight just shifted her gaze. Ellie spoke to Starlight.

“Sorry, can I steal her for a sec?”

Without saying a word, both mares turned to each other to share one final, warm kiss (so cute!) before Trixie turned herself around to face Ellie.