Marble Pie was taken back by a mug of cider as it slid over from the long mustached bartender. She stared at the brown mug in wonder. She could smell the sweet cider contained within and the bubbles tickled her nose. Marble stared at the fizzling contents in surprise. She knew she had two ciders already and was feeling a toasty feeling from the effects. But she didn’t remember ordering a third. Tilting her head up she looked up at the bartender with confusion in her face. He nodded to the corner of the bar.
Marble followed his direction and found herself looking at a beautiful white unicorn with a two-toned blue mane. Her eyes were covered in pink sunglasses which she tipped forward revealing a bright set of red eyes. Then she picked up her Manehattan and slowly moseyed over to sit next to Marble.
“I saw what happened,” she said. “He’s not worth it.”
“He’s not so bad..” Marble blurted out in defense of the pony that had just rebuked her. She trailed off and let her mane hide her face. She didn’t know why the unicorn was being so nice and why she felt such excitement at it.
“He paraded his wife right in front of you like that. I saw the look on your face. I know that look. Big Mac is taken. But he doesn’t have to show off how taken he is to you.”
“I just happened to be glancing his way is all,” Marble said, hoping her words were more convincing to her companion than herself.
“I just hate seeing love spurred like,” the unicorn admitted. “I thought I would just buy you a drink to make you feel better. And offer an ear in case you need it.”
“I’m Marble,” Marble blurted out but the “Pie” got lost in her mane.
“Well hi, Marble. That’s a nice name. And I’m sure you already know who I am.”
Marble shook her head “nnn nnn.”
“Really?” the unicorn said drawing her shades up and gawking.
Marble looked down into her mug. She just met this pony and already she had insulted her.
“That’s awesome,” the pony shouted. “I’m D..er Vinyl Scratch. I don’t find many ponies that don’t know who I am.”
“Vinyl is ..a nice name too,” Marble attempted. It only seemed polite but why did her cheeks feel like burning cherries? She looked at the cider and took a sip. Hopefully it would put out the flames. She gulped down her drink and let out a sigh.
“Slow down there, Grey. We don’t want you getting sloshed and ending up on the floor.”
“Oh it’s ok,” Marble said, feeling her words come much easier. “I don’t feel bad right now.”
“So huh some party huh? Pinkie Pie and Cheese Sandwich know how to throw them. I guess their engagement is a big deal.”
“Mm mm,” answered Marble. She didn’t want to think too much about the couple. She had just learned they were dating when the engagement notice came to her little farm. It came with tickets for the train and reservations at the hotel they were sitting in. She was excited until she remembered Big Mac would probably come. Then she would have to see her. She hated how she felt around her. It wasn’t her fault but she just couldn’t tell herself that.
“Oh huh, not a fan?”
“Mmm?”
“Well you looked down when I brought them up. I just thought you were here for their party.”
“Mmm hmmm,” Marble affirmed taking another swing. She could tell Vinyl really wanted to talk to her. She felt more like talking back with each swig. It would be impolite to not to.
The bubbles of the cider were filling Marble’s body and mind with lightness. She could feel a rush of excitement that she wasn’t used to. She noticed it increased when she looked at Vinyl.
“I am..here for the party,” Marble began feeling things start to tumble around in her mind. “I was having a good time before he showed up. But he has her and I am happy for them.”
“That’s a good attitude Grey,” Vinyl said, patting Marble’s back affectionately. “You’ll find a special pony some day. I’m sure of it.”
“No...I’m too shy. I can barely talk to anypony and I barely leave the farm.”
“Well you’re talking to me aren’t you?”
“Well, yes, but that’s different,” Marble explained.
“Oh, not into ponies like me huh?”
“I didn’t say that.” Marble gasped internally. What did she just say? Did she just agree she was “into her”?
“I mean you’re beautiful and all, but I doubt -” Marble suddenly realized what she was saying, and stopped. Her cheeks flushed crimson as she tried to hide. She told the unicorn she was beautiful - to her face! Marble never let herself think these thoughts. They weren’t something that she should be feeling. But she knew that she did. She remembered all the times she did have those thoughts. Now this pony knew. She whipped her curtain of mane in front of her to hide from the judgement soon to follow.
Vinyl gave a pleasant chuckle instead.
"Hey, Grey," she said, "what's the matter? I think you're pretty attractive, too. There's no shame in it."
Marble’s head slightly turned at those words. A smiggin of her eye peered out to see if the unicorn was mocking her. Vinyls glasses her off and those brilliant ruby eye were solidly fixed on her. They carried an intensity and softness that Marble wanted to both explore and flee from in equal measure. She found her mouth frozen again and took another sip of freeing cider. The sweet taste brought her back to her surroundings.
“You uhh think so?” The tentative question hovered in the air waiting to be smacked to the floor in jest. Instead it was lovingly brought to Vinyls lips and answered with open honesty.
“Yup. You’re really pretty,” Vinyl said completely unashamed she was in public and telling it to a mare.
Marble looked at her in wonder. The notion of freely allowing yourself to feel what she felt seemed liked a far off dream. Then Marble noticed she was starting at Vinyl with her mouth hanging open. She quickly filled it with the remaining drought of sweet and tangy cider.
“You want another?” asked Vinyl and she slid a little closer.
“Mmhmm,” Marble couldn’t help but agree. When Vinyl pulled out her coin purse from her saddle bag.“No!” Escaped Marble’s loosened lips.
“Oh you don’t?”
“I mean, I will pay for mine and yours,” the shaking farm pony’s voice clarified.
“Oh ok, Grey. I get it. You don’t want to be catered to. Want us on equal ground. That’s cool. I’ll have another Manehattan.”
Marble shakily brought out her old ratty coin purse and opened the ancient contraption. The way the coin purse’s frame and clasp locked together reminded Marble of a dirty thing. Something she wasn’t supposed to think about. Something she couldn’t help but think about with this beautiful mare so close. She fumbled with the claps as the heat from the thought brushed her face with red. Vinyl’s swift hooves helped steady her own.
“You ok, Grey? Sure you haven’t had too much?” Vinyl asked with true concern.
All poor Marble could do was stare into those bright eyes. Vinyl’s glasses were perched comfortably on her horn. Marble could see the sparkle of excitement and interest in her eye and just the faint hint of freckles on Vinyl’s cheeks. Vinyl’s hair was so pale most wouldn’t see them until they got close.
“Mmmhmm,” Marble finally hummed, finding her voice. She turned to the bartender, her purse finally open. “I’ll have, umm, another cider and a Manehattan.”
“Thanks Grey,” Vinyl said as the drinks were quickly delivered. Vinyl shifted closer again to Marble and she could smell the distinct smell of plastic, and some sort of fruity type perfume.
Marble was shaken from her thoughts as another mug of cider made it into her hoof. What number was she up to now? She shrugged and looked over at her companion. She tried to remember a compliment she heard once.
“What is a cute bar like you doing in a mare like this?” she ventured with more bravado than she ever felt comfortable displaying before. She looked at the mug in her hoof in amazement. She was hitting on a mare. She was doing it!
A bark of laughter erupted from Vinyl. “Well if you must know. Not everypony finds this “bar” as cute as you do. Some ponies just are not into “bars” like me.”
“Oh no, I said it wrong didn’t I?” Marble gasped as the bubbles in her head finally allowed a glimpse into her past. “I’m sorry I am not used to doing this.”
“This?”
“Talking ..to a cute mare.”
“Well if you’ve talked to yourself you have already done it,” Vinyl said staring directly into Marble’s face. Vinyl was so much closer. Her face felt like it was inches away. She could feel the bubbles pushing closer to those soft lips. Those cute little freckled cheeks. That sincere smile.
Marble looked down at her cider for more courage and felt soft lips touch the top of her forehead. Had she just been kissed? She looked up at Vinyl to see a confused expression on the unicorn’s face.
“You moved!” Vinyl declared indignantly.
“Did you just..”
“Well I would have if you didn’t move.”
“I’m sorry.. I shall stay still this time.”
Marble stayed as still as she could. She could feel her body shake and a small layer of sweat develop under her main. She forced herself to look at the unicorn as the pretty freckled face came much closer. Soon all Marble could see was a piece of it as her own lips found something soft and warm. It was like she always imagined it was. It still felt awkward but the bubbles from the cider said she was doing fine.
Vinyl slowly pulled away as Marble wondered if she did something wrong. She had never kissed another pony and wasn’t sure she did it right. Vinyl’s ruby glowing orbs filled Marble’s vision. A smile spread across the unicorn's face.
“That’s better. You ok Grey? You’re glowing like it’s your first time being kissed or something.”
Marble looked at her cider instead of her mane this time. It told her to move forward and take what you want. Her mane just held her back. For the first time since she was a foal, Marble brushed her mane back from her face. She could feel Vinyl’s eyes scrutinize her as she timidly looked at the ground.
Marble looked back finally to see Vinyl’s mouth hanging open. She looked so flabbergasted that Marble looked around for something to do.
“Kiss her again,” screamed the cider. The cider knew what was right. Marble moved in again and found Vinyl’s lips herself this time. It was more intense this time. The timidity of the mane was out of the way. Only want drove her now. And the cider. Marble’s hooves made their way around Vinyl’s neck and Vinyl reciprocated.
Marble found herself in a strange and exhilarating war of passion. As she pushed closer to Vinyl, Vinyl pushed closer to her. The lip-locked tug-of-war spun to and fro until Marble felt the bar on her back. Finally the mares released lips and gazed into each other’s dazed eyes.
“Wow,” Vinyl. “You sure you don’t know who I am or what I do?”
“You said your name was Vinyl. Umm that’s all I know.”
“Well, Marble, what do you say we take this to a more secluded location?”
“Mmmhmm,” Marble readily nodded. The kiss was so soft and powerful that the usually timid mare couldn’t help but wonder what other firsts she could experience.
“Have you ever done shots?”
Marble tried to follow Vinyl’s suggestion. Shots were something the doctor gave you. Was she asking if Marble was healthy? Did she want to play doctor? Marble had heard some ponies had played doctor in school. She heard it could be quite naughty.
“I- I- I am pretty healthy,” Marble began, feeling the flush brighten across her cheeks. “But if you want to give me a check up I wouldn’t say no.”
Vinyl just stared again. “Shots. Of liquors. It gets you drunk.”
“Oh nnn nnn,” Marble corrected and instinctively went to cover her face but found her mane caught behind her ear.
“But... umm... we can do that check up too, if you’re into that.” Vinyl’s face reddened slightly causing her freckles to stand out further.
Marble wanted desperately to kiss that cute face. Her body moved on it’s own and she locked her lips around the unicorn’s lips once again. She found it was becoming easier to follow through with her desire. The lightness of the bubbles and her body made it easier for her to move. This time Vinyl’s back bumped into the bar as Marble pressed forward. A new sensation reached her as her mouth was opened and a smooth warm tongue found its way in. She didn’t shy away but matched her partner and entangled the tongue with her own.
A sharp tap on the shoulder broke the loving embrace. Marble quickly looked over and found the bartender’s disapproving eyes baring down on them. The farm pony shifted uncomfortably behind Vinyl. The unicorn stood up straight defending her mare from that look.
“Sorry, Sloe Gin, he he,” Vinyl said with a wide smile. “We’re leaving. But could we get a bottle of Death Whinny before we go.”
Sloe Gin turned and grabbed a large black bottle with his magic. He took the offered bits and gave them a look that said it was time to go. Vinyl took the hint and the bottle and began making her way to the door holding Marble’s hoof.
The farm pony turned and downed the last fizzle gulp of cider before she left. She wouldn’t want to waste something she paid for. The sweet sparkling flavor danced on her tongue and down her throat once more and then she followed the beautiful mare out into the street.
The crisp night air struck Marble in the face. It was exhilarating at first but soon the bubbles from the cider warmed her body. She allowed herself to be led down the street by Vinyl. Every so often those ruby eyes would track back and look at her. Then they would disappear behind the warm smile she was met with. Marble’s mouth would turn up in answer.
The pair made their way down the street before the bubbles from the last cider started to lift Marble’s legs oddly. They shook and swayed. The road refused to stay straight and began to tilt and shift under her. It tilted her nearly over when a set of white hooves caught her. She looked once more into the feckled face seconds before she felt the intense kiss that accompanied them.
The Vinyl outside was more impassioned than the Vinyl in the bar was. Marble found a stone wall behind her back quickly and Vinyl’s tongue was in her mouth once again. She noticed something new. A well placed foreleg slid its way next to her inner thigh. It began its ascent as Vinyl lips popped off and found their way to her neck. The soft, warm pecks became nibbles which became bites. Marble’s eyes widened as that hoof found it’s way to the place the coin purse reminded her of. Marble gasped for breath as the hoof brushed past her special place.
“Hey! Get a room you two!” shouted a voice from a nearby cloud.
Vinyl begrudgingly pulled herself off her lover-to-be and looked up to see Rainbow Dash scowling down at them. Marble’s face turned to one of shock as recognition broke over it.
“Marble? And VINYL?! What the? How the? Does Pinkie know?!”
Marble answered by grabbing Vinyl’s hoof and running towards the park. Vinyl was still a little stunned but readily followed the enthusiastic mare.
“Hey! I didn’t mean to…I WASN’T JUDGING!” Rainbow shouted at them as their forms disappeared from her view into the night.
Vinyl looked winded. The world didn’t sway as much but it was in no way stable. Vinyl’s glasses had nearly fallen off her horn. A red glow removed them and placed them into her saddle bag.
“I have to sit down,” Vinyl huffed. Marble looked at the little out of shape unicorn and led her to a bench in the park. Vinyl flumped onto the bench and leaned on Marble as she sat down. Marble cradled her softly and placed her lips on her partner’s head.
The farm pony leaned back and took in the sparkles in the pond. The moon reflected the same way in Vinyl’s hair. A faint glow surrounded the unicorn’s horn in the moonlight. A thought skimmed across Marble’s mind and prompted action. She moved her face closer and gently kissed the horn.
“Oooh,” erupted from the panting unicorn as she collapsed closer to Marble’s chest. Marble light kissed the horn again and was rewarded with another ”uhhh.”
She was about to lick the horn when a hoof stopped her.
“No...so...fast...Grey,” huffed Vinyl. “You can’t...go..straight for...my horn. I’ll ..finish..with ..magic. You don’t...want me to ...blast a tree..do you?”
Marble shook her head. “Nnn nnn.”
“You have to play with me a little bit first. Then my magic knows it’s coming and won’t put up my defenses. Have you ever been with a unicorn, Grey?”
Marble reddened but the bubbles of the cider moved her lips again. “I have never been with anypony.”
The shocked face reappeared in Marble’s view. “You mean no pony has ..has made you cum? I mean, um,”Vinyl stumbled trying to find the right words while turning red. Her freckles stood out more than ever. “Or no pony has touched you like that ever?”
“I ...umm..have never been kissed before..”
“Oh Grey, I mean Marble,”Vinyl said, getting up and staring sincerely into her face. “That is a travesty. To let your beauty be missed like that. Are you sure you want me as your first?”
“Mmhmm,” Marble said before she realized what she just agreed to. Marble was about to recant when she stopped herself. If this pony wanted her then she was lucky to have found her.
“Well, I owe you some of my best work. I want this to be a night you remember forever.”
Vinyl’s saddle bag opened and the Death Whinny floated out in a red haze along with two shot glasses.
“Here’s to your first kiss,Marble,” the cute mare said. “Which we will follow with many more firsts.”
Marble blushed and touched her small glass of green liquid to Vinyl’s then poured the glass into her mouth. Her taste buds lit up with the bitter taste of anise and the sensation of burning. She coughed and sputtered a bit. Warmth flowed from her mouth into her stomach and radiated to the rest of her body. She felt… nothing. The second and third shot felt equally anticlimactic.
The warmth from the shots were warming her full body now. Vinyl was so close. She wanted her much much closer. Vinyl’s horn was a no go but maybe there were other parts Vinyl might liked kissed. The formerly timid mare pitched forward, lips first to Vinyl’s soft neck. She stroked the delicate bristles of the unicorn’s hair. Then kissed her way up the side of the neck.
The warm feeling in her body from the Whinny spread to an internal blanket of heat. Marble felt her face flush and stoop forward as she continued her crusade up Vinyl’s neck. She stopped at the unicorn’s ear and playfully nibbled it.
“Ooh, Marble,” gasped Vinyl into Marble’s own ear. “Maybe we should..”
Marble had switched from little nibbles to clamping her teeth on to the soft ear. She squeezed her teeth together gently but firmly.
“Ahhh, M-marble I think..”
The soft glow of the moonlight reflected the soft hazy warmth Marble felt. A strange playful side of her was drawn to the surface by the liquor’s heat. It heated all parts of her. But she noticed one spot in particular. That heat told her to stay close to her mare. To excite the unicorn as much she was excited. It told her to play.
Marble released a small foolish giggle and she continued her trek up the side of Vinyl’s face. She kissed gently around the roots of the shimmering white horn, careful not to stay just outside it’s trunk. Then, with a small smile, she gently licked the base.
“Uhhh,” Vinyl’s body began to press into the grey earth pony. Her haunches sought any piece of Marble they could find. But the unicorn placed her forelegs on the forward mare.
“Marble...I think we should stop..,” panted the unicorn. Marble’s face immediately sank. “I mean we are still going to get rid of that pesky virginity of yours but not here. Not like this. In some park on some bench. You’re sweet. And I think you deserve better than that.”
Vinyl’s speech ended seconds before the earth pony’s grey lips enthusiastically encompassed hers again. This was a special pony. Marble knew it. The sheer elation of finding her caused Marble to nearly knock her off the bench. She pulled the farm pony in and wrapped her forehooves around her. Something in her felt more fulfilled. The other part of her felt the radiating warmth of her loins that told her to take this mare and show her what she made of.
Marble placed her head back on Vinyl’s neck and breathed in the beautiful mare's scent once again. The superficial smells she had noticed before gave way to more truer smells. The distinct smell of sweat and a hint of anise that remained in the air from her shots. Another scent caught the pony’s nose. It reminded Marble of certain times when she was excited ..in that way. That was when she realized. That smell was coming from Vinyl. She caused the unicorn to smell like that. She did. Marble Pie aroused this beautiful unicorn who was so concerned she stopped a pleasurable experience for her.
“So where are we going to go?” Marble asked and nuzzled affectionately.
“Well I normally would say my place, but I think my roommate is ...entertaining. Where do you live?”
“Oh outside Ponyville, a few stations away.”
“Well, I have been meaning to get away from things for a bit. Yeah! Let’s do it! Let’s go to your place. You’ll probably feel more comfortable there anyway.”
“Really?” Marble sat up in surprise. As she did the world shifted with her. A few disoriented seconds later she looked at the soft unicorn. “You want to go to my place? For me?”
“Of course,” Vinyl said firmly. “I told you I would give you my best.”
“Do we have to go right now? It’s so soft and warm here,” Marble cooed and nuzzled into Vinyl further.
“Heh, well if we miss the last train you won’t get that experience that you were hoping for.”
“Mmm,” Marble debated the idea of simply enjoying the mare’s company but the soft warmth of her loins protested. More than that she wanted to see what it was like to bring pleasure to another pony. She wanted to roll around in the bliss of Vinyl and show the mare what she could do. “I suppose we should go then.”
Marble rolled out of the unicorn’s embrace and landed with the soft, yielding grass under her hooves. She waited for Vinyl to follow and began to excitedly make her way to the train station.
“Whoa, Marble, what are you doing?”
“Hmmm?”
“Your tail is up. Everypony can see… everything.”
Marble took an exaggerated look around. “There is no pony else around. You’re the only pony that can see. Do you like?” She swished her tail to fan any pheromones in Vinyl’s direction.
“Wow, you’re a lot more cheeky than I thought. Or is it the Whinny talking?”
“I have been quiet for so long,” Marble explained. “I think the liquor is just helping me be a little freer. I can feel free enough to get what I want. And I want you.”
“Well you got me. And I’m going to show you what teasing me does,” Vinyl said with a soft chuckle.
The walk to the train station was a bit of a blur. As she approached civilization she dropped her tail with some difficulty but only Vinyl had glimpsed her treasure. Marble leaned up against the ticket kiosk while Vinyl bought the tickets. She heard something about a “private car” and a “do not disturb sign” but assumed the mare was joking. Soon Vinyl appeared with the tickets glimmering in her magical grasp.
“The train will be here soon, Marble. I kind of used some clout and got us our own car. They don’t care what we do if you do that,” explained Vinyl.
Marble eyed the mare suspiciously. She knew of boasting to impress the pony you like. But Vinyl spoke so matter-of-fact that it didn’t sound like boasting at all. She gazed at the unicorn who had placed her pink sunglasses on to make the transaction. Something about those glasses felt familiar somehow. Somepony that Pinkie had been excited about meeting. But Pinkie was excited about meeting everypony. She snickered at the idea. Vinyl was too nice and sweet to be somepony that important.
“Come on, the train is here.”
Marble was a little thrown off. Vinyl actually seemed pretty excited. Maybe she had caused it. This excited her more. Maybe she could get Vinyl more excited on the train. She knew she could. The warmth told her so. She felt so limber and so free. There was nothing she couldn’t do. And if teasing the stunning unicorn was what Marble wanted to do, then she could do it. She followed Vinyl on to the train only to be whipped by a saucy tail. Marble shook her head and tried to follow again but felt the soft smack of the tail against her face again.
Vinyl’s tail swung back and forth and Marble smelled that sweet smell again. She watched Vinyl’s tail swing as the unicorn walked. She would catch little glimpses of the soft mounds that marked Vinyl’s coin purse. The tail rose a little higher exposing more of the soft layers of moist treasures.
The warmth within Marble demanded that she strike immediately. It pushed her closer but her snout got another little tail swat as Vinyl found a bench to sit in. The unicorn gently tapped the seat next to her and Marble sat.
“Now are you going to behave?” Vinyl’s cheeky tone made the warmth inside Marble increase.
“No,” the farm mare answered just as cheekily.
“Good answer.”
Marble's smile broke as she lunged into Vinyl’s awaiting hooves. Her lips sought any part of the unicorn she could find. She started somewhere on the chest and moved up from there. She kiss, nibbled and bit her way to up the neck and returned to those soft ears. Moans and mms filled Marble’s ears accompanied by sharp intakes of breath.
Sounds were not the only thing to enter Marble’s ear. A soft, slick tongue caught Marble off guard as Vinyl began her own assault. The unicorn nibbled on her ear causing Marble to lean back and gasp. The smell of the pony was more intoxicating than the Whinny they shared. The soft body wrapped around her and gently lowered her to the seat. Marble found herself on her back on a train bench with Vinyl on top of her. The unicorn pounced on the helpless farm pony. A voice whispered in her ear.
“You can dish it out but can you take it?” it asked, each soft consonant tickling her ear.
“Mmmh?”
Vinyl squeezed her tight and began to bite down her neck. She tried to find a way to retaliate but couldn’t break free from that grasp. She knew she was stronger but each time she gathered her strength Vinyl found a soft spot on her neck or ear and she couldn’t focus anymore. The unicorn was some sort of nibble ninja that knew all the sensitive points on the pony body. Marble felt each pleasurable strike. Each lick to her soul. Each suck in her body sent sparkles of magic to dance on the pleasure centers of her brain.
Marble almost didn’t notice that Vinyl’s lips had crossed past her rib cage. The soft attacks didn’t stop and found their way to her inner thigh. Quiet little moans began to escape her. She couldn’t hold them in. It felt like her body wouldn’t listen to her. It just wanted to feel all the pleasure it could. She felt her hooves reach on to the back of Vinyl’s head and pull her close. That’s when the horn bopped her in the snout.
Vinyl’s horn hovered over Marble like a carrot in front of a donkey. Another wave of joy shook her little body as the sex ninja found another weak spot in her armor. It just happened to be inches above her mound. She was going to lose it if she didn’t act soon.
Vinyl stopped to take a breath and Marble struck. Her forehooves angled the unicorn head down slightly and found the desired horn right by her mouth. As she reached her lips out to taste it, she realized where she had just placed Vinyl’s mouth. She heard the unicorn's mouth open down by her lower lips and knew she had seconds to act. Her tongue lashed out and gently slid across the horn. The tip of Vinyl’s tongue brushed on the top of her treasure and stopped. Marble pushed past her own body which quivered and screamed at her to ride that tongue. Instead she focused her own tongue on the Vinyl’s horn again. She slowly glided along the smooth spiral edge trying to brush ever so gently on the porcelain surface.
“Uhhh,” cried Vinyl releasing a blast of heat over Marble’s opened purse. She felt it quiver and moisten but continued to lick the horn she cradled her fore hooves around. Soon her tongue reached the horn’s zenith. It darted over the top in circular motions. “Uuuuuhhh,” resonated through the empty train cabin while another jet of breath massaged her shaking valley.
“Mmm,” escaped Marble’s mouth but she quickly filled it with horn. She pulled the tip down and wrapped her lips around it and heard the sharp intake of air. Ever so slowly the farm pony began to slide it in and out her mouth.
“Great Luna’s….uuhhh,” the ensnared unicorn moaned. Marble felt the soft breath back away from her treasure to get a better position. She had Vinyl now. She continued to suck and ungulate the horn tip in and out of her mouth while it’s bearer wrapped around her body. Vinyl’s cries of pleasure were muffled in Marble’s grey hair. Marble could barely see her lover’s face from her angle but glimpses showed a slack jawed expression with those ruby eyes hidden in concentration. Vinyl was lost to the pleasure and Marble gave it to her as much as she could.
Soon the unicorn looked up at her with pleading eyes. “Mmm... Marble... if- if you don’t stop soon..I’m I’m going to cum right here on this train..”
Marble let the horn pop out of her mouth with a wet, glistening string still connecting the two ponies together. Vinyl collapsed into Marble’s stomach and panted. Marble couldn’t help but feel a burst of pride that she had gotten her experienced partner so close.
“I need another shot,” came the muffled proclamation from the gasping mare on her stomach.
“Mmmhmm,” agreed the beaming farm pony.
“When we get to your house, I am not going to hold back anymore,” warned Vinyl.
The small glasses appeared in a glow of red. The bottle of Death Whinny rose with it. Marble stared in awe as she watched the bottle pour itself into the two glasses. She wondered if she would ever get used to that. She didn’t know many unicorns or any ponies for that matter.
Marble barely noticed the shot’s taste this time. It was like her tastebuds were muted somehow. All she noticed was the warmth. It connected with the heat she was already carrying and made friends. Then it sped directly between her legs. It caused her to twitch and moisten more. Marble bit her lower lip.
The train slowly chugged to a stop and a small tap sounded at the door. Vinyl and Marble hastily got up. Vinyl’s sunglasses floated over her eyes again. She started to get up but quickly sat back down.
“I have a problem,” whispered Vinyl.
“Mmm?”
“I’m too excited. My tail won’t go down.”
“I don’t think mine will either. So?”
Vinyl’s eyebrow raised over the top of her shades. “So? So?! So if we try to leave the conductors will see..everything.”
“Oh yeah. That would be bad. I kind of only want you to see it.”
“Oh I see it. But... umm... are you hoping this becomes a ‘thing’ Grey- er... Marble?”
“Is that wrong? Should I not hope for that?”
Vinyl’s hoof rubbed the back of her neck. “Well to be honest most ponies are really only with me for a night. And most of them because I’m famous. I haven’t had a real relationship in, like, a long time.”
Vinyl and Marble opened the door to the car. The train conductor eyed them suspiciously. The mares leaned on each other for support and backed their way out the train. The conductor craned his neck to try and peek at what they were hiding but, as soon as the couple hit the platform, they beat hooves to the isolated, dark, dirt road that Marble lived on.
The couple gasped and heaved for air. Marble looked over and noticed she was holding on to Vinyl’s hoof. Vinyl looked up at her and smiled.
“I’m feeling it in my cage right now,” Vinyl admitted. “I’m feeling moist.”
“Mmmhmm,” Marble shyly nodded, pawing at the ground. “Maybe another shot will calm us down. At least until we get home.”
“You’re right!”
Marble was not right. The whinny did nothing to calm them down. If anything the lingering warmth rushed to between their legs making them worse. Marble could feel it quivering. Each pass near Vinyl brought that smell to her nose. She wanted to bury her body in it. Bask it’s delicious scent.
Vinyl looked a little anxious herself. Her tail was stuck almost straight up and Marble could barely make out those lips quivering as badly as her own.
Marble didn’t realize how long the road to her farm was until this moment. Vinyl huff and puffed behind her. She reached back and held her hoof once again.
“Ya know, huh huh, that stuff about ...uh relationship?” Vinyl asked and sounded almost nervous. “Were you, like, serious?”
“Mmmhmm,” Marble nodded vigorously.
“I, uhh, might like that. I kind of have a thing for grey earth ponies.”
Marble pulled the unicorn close and kissed her. The unicorn kissed back and the two nearly fell off the road. Vinyl was able to keep them upright with her magic.
“So where is this house of your’s?” the ruby-eyed face asked. Marble pointed behind her. Vinyl glanced.
“That’s a farm.”
“Mmmhmm.”
“You’re a farm filly?”
“Mmhmm.”
“You just added another level of attractiveness to you,” Vinyl declared and stumbled towards the house with Marble helping to prop her up.
The couple opened the door to the empty family home. Vinyl tried to see what it was like but couldn’t make out much in the dark. Marble led her to her room with practiced ease. She could walk through the whole place with her eyes closed. Vinyl stumbled into a wall or two every so often. Luckily the warmth of the Whinny kept the unicorn from experiencing any pain.
Marble quickly walked through the unlocked door to her bedroom. The house was totally hers tonight. No pony would hear anything for miles around. It was the perfect setup.
Vinyl tripped on the corner of the bed as they entered Marble’s darkened room. She sailed into Marble’s flank pushing her onto the bed face first. She sat on the bed stunned for a moment but noticed Marble’s position.
“Stay right there,” Vinyl commanded. She hastily stood up as Marble froze in bewilderment. “I have been wanting to do this to you since the bench. Now I don’t do this for many ponies. So this is, you know, special… for you. Lights on or off?”
“On?” Marble asked in confusion. She had no idea what Vinyl had planned but didn’t want to miss a minute of her fumbling in the dark.
Vinyl found the light switch by Marble’s bed and turned it. Marble could almost feel her staring and inspecting her open lips. She laid there face down on her bed with her rump in the air. Her tail was fully extended and the slight breeze in the room from the open windows caressed her steaming valley.
Marble suddenly realized what was about to happen. She was about to stand up when the first pass of a tongue stopped her. She held her breath as she normally did at this type of pleasure.
“Heh, no more foreplay needed now,” Vinyl announced from behind the farm pony’s open legs. “Somepony tastes ready for the main event.”
Marble was hoping to finish Vinyl first before it was her turn, or maybe maybe finish each other somehow. Instead she couldn’t move once the unicorn’s tongue began to explore her. It slowly circled her whole area and tickled both her holes as it wriggled between them. Then it spiraled in and found her clit. A few licks sent Marble reaching for her pillow to moan into.
“Oh no,” Vinyl said sternly. Her hooves clamped onto the pillow and tugged it away. Marble looked at her lover with a look of hurt confusion. “No stifling yourself. If you want to be with me then you got to sing for me. I am a musician after all. I have to make some music.”
“You are? Ooooooh,” Marble moaned as the soft velvet tongue vibrated her clitoris again. It snaked its way in under her hood and lightly tapped the engorged ball. Marble’s body shivered and she let out a high pitched squeal. “Aaaahh.”
“There you are,” the unicorn proudly exclaimed. “That’s my Marble.”
Marble could feel each word as they sounded by her opened geode. Her ears perked up as Vinyl said my Marble until the next wet touch from the tongue spiraled into her crystal center.
“Oooh,”Marble gasped in surprise and delight. The spongy piston slid its way inside her striking places Marble had never known was there. She had only ever played with the outside. She never had the nerve to buy herself any of those toys you insert. The tongue flicked and twisted causing Marble’s treasure to pulse with need. It felt like a hungry mouth attempting to eat the slick probe. Her insides squeezed down on the tongue demanding more movement. Vinyl slid it back out only to return it again. It slipped in deeper somehow as Marble desperately angled herself higher. Her whole body convulsed in pleasure as Vinyl kept the tongue still allowing Marble’s cavern to squeeze to its delight.
“Aaaaaah!” Marble screamed. The sound of her own pleasure returned back to her, echoing through the empty home.
Vinyl slid her tongue out again but this time she began thrusting and withdrawing in rhythmic motion. Marble attempted to harmonize with it as the pelvis began to rock on its own.
“Uhuh uhh UHH!” The usually silent pony cried. Vinyl smiled as Marble sang her song.
The farm pony instinctively closed her eyes as the unicorn thrusted its tongue harder and harder. Then she felt a soft hoof brush her clit and bit the bed. She had no idea it was going to happen; she just did it. The hoof returned and stayed on her clit, rocking back and forth. Each push of her hips slid the bulging clit across the top of that soft hoof.
“Oh oh oh,” Marble shouted in time with the movements. Vinyl hoof pressed in harder and the heat in her body began to swirl around. The fire burned brighter with her in a way that caused her every nerve to fire at once.
“Ok ok,” Vinyl conceded, withdrawing her tongue. “My snout is getting kind of sore from this angle. Why don’t you lay on your back?”
Marble’s body trembled as her lower lips screamed they wanted more. She could feel them shaking and shuddering in need. But she did as she was told and rolled to her back.
It was odd to see Vinyl from this angle. Her single bedroom light cast a heavy shadow across her face. A cheeky satisfied smile was plastered across it and her ruby eyes glistened with delight.
The blue maned head ducked down between Marble’s legs and her quivering folds were once again carcassed by Vinyl’s smooth tongue. There was less teasing within it now and it knew its job. It slid gently into her tunnel again and poked the swollen roots inside.
It took less time for Marble’s body to reach the rhythm that she and Vinyl shared before. The tongue slid in and out while her hips rocked back and forth. From this position Marble’s rear legs rested on Vinyl’s shoulders. She could see the unicorn’s red eyes half closed as the tongue penetrated deep again.
“Ahhh,” another beautiful chorus to Marble’s song. Soon the beautiful unicorn disappeared from her view as her eyes closed. The tongue continued its thrusting while Marble continued hers. The fire from before began to burn bright within her again. This time it wanted out. There was no stopping it. Marble frantically panted and her forehooves reached for anything to grab on to. They found the back of Vinyl’s head and locked on. Marble’s lower lips kissed Vinyl’s again and again as the tongue remained deep within her.
The fire burned with intensity, ignited all the muscles in Marble’s body, but her mind was only focused on one place. The inferno gathered there and with a mighty “aaaaaaaaaaaaahhh”, the fire spread triumphantly through her body. Then shifted to a strange sensitivity that tickled as she was touched.
The suddenness of the fire’s snuffing caused her body to go limp. She lay there quivering and shaking in exhaustion as Vinyl lifted her head from her forehooves.
“You have to watch those legs when you cum,” Vinyl informed her. “You nearly kicked my head off. How are you going to date me then?”
Silence.
“You ok?”
“Mmhmm”
“Did you enjoy that?”
“Mmmhmm.”
“Good. I like to make you sing.”
Marble lay still for a few more minutes until her hazy, numb mind remembered Vinyl was still unsatisfied. She wasn’t sure what it would take to finish the experienced unicorn off. But after that great gift she had been given she couldn’t leave her lover like that. Her lover. Vinyl had become her lover. No pony could ever take that away from her now.
The farm pony sat up and looked into the content, freckled face. The red eyes looked both satisfied but still yearning for something. Marble would give those eyes and that face the release they need. She patted the bed next to her looking at Vinyl with bedroom eyes.
Vinyl wasted no time and flopped on the bed staring up at Marble. She angled her horn to the timid mare. “Time to finish what you started Grey,” her cheeky tone laced with anticipation.
“Mmmhmm,” Marble said. She slid next to Vinyl and her horn. She knew the horn wasn’t going to be enough. If Marble wanted to make a good impression she needed to fight fire with fire. She took a deep breath and hoped she could figure out well enough. She began lightly kissing the horn.
“Mmmmm,” Vinyl cooed in response.
Marble’s soft lips didn’t stay put. She began to kiss down Vinyl’s body like a wave lapping against the shore. She kissed down the face and under the chin. From the neck to the bottom of Vinyl’s barrel. Her body pivoted on the bed. Soon her head drifted down toward Vinyl’s lower legs while her own ended up near the unicorn's face.
“Mm?” the unicorn grunted in confusion. “My horn’s up here. Where are you..”
Vinyl figured out her answer as Marble’s light kisses spread along her pelvis.
“Wait Marble! You really don’t have to do that. I just wanted to make your first time special. Most ponies don’t go down on me. My horn or their hooves is good enough. Things kind of happen… towards the end.”
Marble’s kisses stopped just shy of her goal. She looked back at the blushing unicorn and said: “I’m not most ponies.”
With that, she craned her head down between Vinyl’s legs. Her soft muzzle met the soft mound of Vinyl’s open prize. It was like putting your lips into soft velvet. She nuzzled around the opening getting used to the smell and the feel. She had never really looked too closely at herself but could tell Vinyl was a bit different. She slowly nibbled with her lips along Vinyl’s lips.
“Mmm,” Vinyl said as her treasure began twitching.
Marble got a little more excited. That sound was good. Now it was time to get Vinyl’s song she thought enthusiastically. She licked just along the inner side of the lips and found more Vinyl delight noises. She traced the opening of the unicorn’s cavern with her tongue and was rewarded with a significant increase in moisture.
“Ooohhh,” the musician sang.
The little farm pony remembered a natural talent special to her. She had never understood a use for it until now. She lapped along the rim of the clitoris then spiraling into the wet center shaft. Marble puffed her tongue out like a balloon. Then she sent it into the quivering cavern.
“Ahhh,” Vinyl reassured that Marble was on the right track. She plunged her puffed tongue as far as she could. She was rewarded with pelvis rocking motion. She was doing it. She withdrew and struck again. The other set of lips came up to meet her. Then she began to set a rhythm. She tried to keep tempo with those rocking flanks. Soon the unicorn began to hit a new note every zenith of her thrusts.
“Uhh, Ahh, ooh, huh,” these musical notes filled the room with a song of pleasure and sex. It filled Marble with joy and excitement.
Marble excitement was short lived. Her jaw began to ache and her tongue protested it was straining out too far. She wouldn’t be able to keep this position for long. She needed an exit strategy that would keep Vinyl as hot as she was. The rhythm of those hips hadn’t upshifted yet. The unicorn wasn’t that close.
Marble was about to use her hoof to excite Vinyl’s clitoris but knew how rough her hooves were. She had gotten used to it but her partner would not be ready. No hooves she vowed. She began to spiral out while the hips started to buck the air. The only place Marble thought to fallback on was the clit. She slowly slipped the tired tongue out and toward the jewel of pleasure at the top of the open clasp.
Once Marble got to the swollen ball of joy she had a great idea. She nudged the edges of the ball listening as Vinyl responded with an “oh sweet Celestia.” Marble thought this was good. Then moved her tongue to attack formation two. It was something even fewer ponies could do. She rolled her tongue like a soft taco and encompassed the pleasure jewel.
“What the.. uh uhh, how are you? Huh huuh,” Vinyl gasped. Her hips started to thrust with much more force. Each one added a new grunt, “oh” or “huh” to her song.
Marble felt Vinyl’s forelegs wrapped around the back of her flank. Then felt a wet, hard bite near her cutie mark. It wasn’t painful. It excited Marble who squeezed the clit harder.
“Oh man! Oooh man! Ooooooo,”Vinyl’s song reached a higher and higher octave. “Mm-mmm-Marble...I’m... I’m gonna... cum… s-s-sorry!”
Marble felt confused for a moment when a mighty thrust nearly put Vinyl’s mound in her mouth. Then she missed being sprayed by a jet of clear liquid that shot out of Vinyl. She looked at Vinyl in further confusion.
“Sorry!” Vinyl said, cheeks flushed and freckles standing out. She breathed in long gasps. “I, uhhh, tend to do that when I cum. Especially when somepony eats me out. I tried to warn you but you just started. It really did feel amazing though.”
Marble got off the bed and grabbed a nearby towel and gently cleaned the splayed, quivering treasure. She looked at the musician’s beet red face. She laid back on the bed next to Vinyl and placed her foreleg around her.
“Do you still… want a… relationship with me?” Vinyl asked between pants.
“Mmhmm.”
“Even though I...”
Marble cut the unicorn’s self-deprecating tirade off with her lips. Vinyl reciprocated. The two locked in a warm embrace and enjoyed the sensation of interlocked tongues. The couple finally collapsed into each other’s forelegs, letting the warm glow of the Whinny take them.
Marble’s last thought was how this was a night she would never forget.
Author's Note
This story is based on Short Tale’s Who’s Sleeping in My Bed. Read it to find out what happens.
