Chapters A simple corner. One might come up with a myriad of metaphors for such a place. Perhaps this corner is representative of some great emotional distress. It could also be used to describe a state of blankness and dullness within a friendship or a romantic relationship. Furthermore, this particular place might be utilized in various forms of psychological experimentation. But for the students of Canterlot High School, it was simply the corner. No teacher invented it for punishment, and no student bullied someone into it. It was…the corner. The place where you went when you felt at the end of your rope. A place where tears were not only welcome, but common. The corner: a spot that nobody wanted to be in yet where everyone wanted to wind up. For the corner was where new perspectives on friendship were produced en masse.
It was to this particular place that Sunset Shimmer found herself being drawn one afternoon. She didn’t know why, but some type of force continually shoved her in that direction. Categorizing this power as being good or bad was irrelevant. It had a mission, and Sunset was its target. For some reason, she felt her legs being guided towards the corner. Obviously, she didn’t need to go there. All of her friendships were amazing and she had the most wonderful boyfriend in the world. Her grades were solid, and her life was pretty much exactly the way she wanted it to be. But still, the force pushed her towards that dark, dingy part of school. The corner called with a breathy, somewhat musty voice, pulling her further and further along.
This is so weird! She exclaimed to herself, why am I being guided towards the corner? I don’t need it, and I know none of my friends need it. I mean…everything’s going so well! I guess there’s always the possibility of someone else needing both the corner and my help out of it. But…who? Wallflower? Lyra? Bon-Bon? God forbid, Bulk Biceps?
She mulled over a list of her friends in her head but could come up with nothing. So, as she approached the corner, she considered herself completely stumped. She just could not figure out why this force had placed her in this situation. But she continued to obey its whim and found herself standing in the darkest part of the school. No light penetrated the thick and heavy blackness surrounding her. Not even the small flashlight on her cellphone could illuminate something like this. Once again, the metaphors made themselves known. The darkness, bringing forth some kind of mental psychosis and driving itself deep into whoever populated the area. Sunset gulped as she found her way further along until the corner itself stood in front of her.
It was here that she heard weeping. It was a soft, painful cry, almost like that of the baby bird that’s fallen from its nest. Completely helpless and heart shattering. These cries were worse than any that could be spouted from a dramatic type. These were honest cries and they touched Sunset’s heart. She crouched down and felt around in the darkness until she grabbed ahold of some fabric. Even though she couldn’t identify the mourner, she pulled them into a hug. No matter who it was, they desperately had need of such a gesture. She felt two arms wrap themselves around her in response, maneuvering up her shoulder blades and pressing themselves in for comfort.
“Why are you crying?” Sunset asked with deep compassion, “and…why have you found the corner today?”
“Because the corner was the only place I could go,” a distinctly squeaky, feminine voice responded, “the only place…where I could feel…both pain and joy.”
“Pinkie Pie?” Sunset asked.
“Oh, Sunset, it’s you,” Pinkie said as she quickly backed away from the hug.
But Sunset pulled the quaking girl back in. “It’s okay,” she said gently, “I’m here.”
“No, it’s not okay,” Pinkie said, “I’m the happiest girl in this school! I can’t…I can’t let anyone see me cry.”
“Pinkie, you’re human,” Sunset responded, “crying is normal sometimes. Pain is normal and this is a way of showing it. But at the same time, having someone to help you out of the situation is normal as well.”
“Oh, I know,” Pinkie said, “but it’s still embarrassing. I plan parties! I make people smile! How can I hold up any of the things I claim to hold so dear if I’m in the corner crying?”
“If there weren’t any tears, there couldn’t be any smiles,” Sunset pointed out.
“I guess,” Pinkie said, wiping her tears away, “but either way, I’m glad you’re here. I really needed a friend today.”
“Care to talk about it?” Sunset asked.
“Sure, but…let’s go somewhere brighter first.”
Sunset and Pinkie both slurped away on their milkshakes. It wasn’t difficult for Pinkie to decide where they should have their conversation. The local ice cream parlor had quite a reputation for soothing pained souls with delicious concoctions. That afternoon was no exception. The sweet, perfectly created treats tasted like small bits of heaven. They were so utterly amazing that the girls nearly forgot all about the ensuing talk. But alas, even milkshakes must come to an end sometime, and Pinkie and Sunset set their empty glasses aside. Pinkie couldn’t help but feel like her crucible was somewhat reflective of her spirit. The milkshake had helped, but as soon as its taste left her mouth, all the pain of earlier returned.
She sighed, placing her head on the table, but leaving her face upwards so Sunset could hear her. “I just don’t know what to do.”
“Regarding?”
“My…well…my…lesbianism.”
“Oh! You’re…lesbian, Pinkie?”
Pinkie nodded. “I’m sure of it. I don’t get as excited around guys as I do around girls.”
“Well, as long as you’re happy, that’s perfectly fine with me,” Sunset said with a smile. “But, I know your parents are devout church goers. Have you told them?”
“I did, and they took it very well,” Pinkie said. “They told me that, even though they don’t morally agree with my decision, they’d always love and cherish me.”
“That’s great!” Sunset said, “so…I’m the first of your friends to get the big news?”
Pinkie nodded once more. “Yep. I’ve been keeping it in.”
“But, why?” Sunset asked, “I mean, this is kind of a big deal.”
“I’m in love with one of our very close friends, Sunset! That’s why I’ve been keeping it in. I couldn’t afford to spill the beans and have everything ruined.”
“So…if you don’t mind my asking…who is it?” Sunset asked tentatively.
Pinkie breathed deep and let it out. “It’s Fluttershy.”
Sunset recoiled in shock. The revelation that Pinkie was a lesbian was a bit surprising, but the person she loved was all the more so. Pinkie and Fluttershy were so utterly disparate and so detached from the norm. One was a hyperactive party planner who loved balloons, cake, and extremely colorful displays of sociality. The other was a quiet, kind, shy person who much preferred the company of animals to anything overly exaggerated. One wore free fitting clothes, leaving very little to the imagination, as a sign of her bubbly attitude and willingness to travel where life took her. The other wore a modest dress with small butterflies printed on its blue canvas. Their lives were different, their smiles were different, and even their minds were different.
Yet it seemed Pinkie had found some niche she could attach herself to. Sunset found the sudden thought somewhat parasitic, both in nature and in existence. She mentally waved a hand through the clouded conjuration, trying to get it to go away. But no matter what she did, it would not leave. She suddenly began seeing Pinkie and Fluttershy holding hands, kissing, and even having sexual encounters. Vaginal coitus was shared between the two, and Sunset suddenly became very disassociated from her own lungs. Breaths came in sharp, rapid bursts, and she quickly saw her pink friend get up and grab her by the shoulders.
“Sunset, are you alright?!” Pinkie asked, worry painted on her face.
“I’m-fine,” Sunset panted.
“You sure? ‘Cause…ya don’t look fine to me,” Pinkie said.
“No, really, I’m good,” Sunset said, placing a hand on Pinkie’s and slowly drawing her away, “I’m just a little…spooked, to be honest.”
“Spooked?”
“I mean, you’re in love with Fluttershy?”
“Yeah,” Pinkie said, blushing deeply, “I am. Truth is, I’ve been in love with her for quite some time now. Ever since I noticed just how beautiful her eyes were, I’ve loved her.”
“But love is much deeper than pretty eyes,” Sunset pointed out.
“Oh, I know that,” Pinkie said, “I just…don’t really know how to express my knowledge. I know I love her, I just don’t know how to tell her.”
“Wow…that’s original,” Sunset said, rolling her eyes.
“Oh, come on, Sunny!” Pinkie said, “I really need your help with this one!”
“Okay, okay, okay,” Sunset said, “look, if you really wanna tell Fluttershy the truth, then just come out and tell her. Don’t be fancy, don’t play at it, and don’t be too overt. Treat it with gentility and the trueness of your heart. That’s how I told Flash I loved him.”
“Really?” Pinkie asked, “it’s…that simple?”
“Well,” Sunset said, “I wouldn’t call it simple. Love is very complicated. Don’t let its superficial sense of simplicity fool you. But all the same, going through life with someone is a whole hell of a lot better than doing it alone; and, who knows? Fluttershy might feel the same way.”
“You think she could?” Pinkie asked.
“Yeah, I do,” Sunset responded, “because I know you, and the more I think about it, you two do share some things in common. But the biggest thing you have is each other, and you need to act on that. So go. Go and tell Fluttershy the absolute truth!”
“Okay,” Pinkie said as she got up, “…wish me luck!”
“Good luck!” Sunset called as Pinkie ran out.
It didn’t take long for Pinkie to find Fluttershy. Of course, the animal lover was in the park, surrounded by all of the adorable creatures that inhabit such places. Pinkie couldn’t help but smile at the sheer and soft loveliness of the scene. Fluttershy was perched on a bench, blinking her beautiful eyes and speaking words of kindness to all the creatures around her. Restraining her inner fiery lover, Pinkie approached her secret love and settled beside her. The birds chirped away in the heights behind them. Squirrels, chipmunks, and all manner of woodland animals formed a semicircle around the two. It took a moment, but Fluttershy finally registered that she was no longer alone on her bench.
“Oh, Pinkie,” she said, “sorry, I didn’t see you come up.”
“That’s okay,” Pinkie said as her nerves began building, “I just…needed to tell you something.”
“Oh? What is it?”
“Um…uh…” Pinkie said, entranced by Fluttershy’s blue gaze and gorgeous face, “I…I mean…um…”
“Cat got your tongue?” Fluttershy asked kindly, “if so, it’s alright. I get nervous all the time. A little trick I know of is to imagine the person I’m speaking with…well…um…in their underwear.”
Pinkie’s face went beet red as she mentally undressed Fluttershy. Different combinations of bras and panties flashed before her eyes, all tied together by the kind girl’s smooth skin. Pinkie felt her hands go numb and she was sure she’d broken out in a cold sweat. She still didn’t know what to say to this girl. After all, she’d be exposing her own lesbianism and confessing love all in the same sentence! Her mind began to toy with itself, exacerbating her sexuality as she fantasized about Fluttershy’s breasts. She suddenly began experiencing her own episode regarding shortness of breath, and she fell to her knees and stared at the ground. Her stomach was in a very tight knot, one that her body could not support, and soon enough its contents lay on the dirt in front of her.
Fluttershy instantly bent down to support her friend. “Pinkie, what’s wrong?! Are you sick?!”
“Yes!” Pinkie suddenly cried, tears streaming as her mind finally broke, “yes, I’m sick! I’m lovesick, Fluttershy! I’m fucking lovesick!”
“Hey, hey,” Fluttershy cooed, “now, come on. There’s no need for language. I’m right here, just tell me what’s on your mind.”
“You are, damn it!” Pinkie yelped as she fell into Fluttershy’s embrace, “you are…”
“I am? But, why?”
“Because I love you, Fluttershy!” Pinkie said as she buried her head into Fluttershy’s gentle hold, “I love you…”
“Love?” Fluttershy asked, “you…love me?”
“Yes,” Pinkie said, feeling a lot better now that everything was out in the open. “Yes, I do.”
“Oh, Pinkie,” Fluttershy said, suddenly twisting her head around Pinkie’s own, “I love you too.”
“You do?!” Pinkie asked in shock.
“Yes,” Fluttershy responded with a smile, “I do. I just wasn’t sure how to bring it up. Pinkie, I love everything about you. Your bubbliness, your excitement, your joy…it’s all just infectious!”
“Oh, Fluttershy,” Pinkie said as happy tears worked their way from her eyes, “I…I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy.”
“Me either, Pinkie,” Fluttershy said as she pulled Pinkie into a soft kiss.
The Mixing of Yellow and Pink
Author's Note
First part of the sexy, sensual goodness here, folks! Enjoy!
The Mixing of Yellow and Pink
Fluttershy didn’t say anything more, but slowly helped Pinkie back to her feet. For a moment, there was a sense of confusion between them. They knew they loved each other, but they couldn’t figure out just what they were. Certainly, they weren’t wives, but could they call themselves any more than just friends? Love existed between friends platonically, but this was something different. The kiss they shared proved that. Still, though, they had not gone out together, nor had they been overtly physical. Frankly speaking, the term “girlfriend” did not cross either of their minds. Affection had been shared, but it wasn’t enough. They needed that last push to make it all happen.
So, Fluttershy suggested that they return to her home. Since her brother was away at college and her parents were gone for the week, she had the house all to herself. This would be an ideal opportunity to make love to Pinkie and seal their new compatibility. She couldn’t wait to get all of Pinkie’s clothes off and revel in her nudity. Involuntary streams of saliva began coating the inside of her mouth as her heart beat faster and faster. The closer they got to her house, the wetter she felt her panties becoming. Sex was all that was on her mind and, thankfully, she was quite experienced. It may seem shocking, but Fluttershy was a fairly free girl. She’d given guys blowjobs, orally pleasured two or three pussies, and even had her first double penetration session. Needless to say, her engine was firing on all cylinders.
When they arrived in the spacious Shy home, Flutter suggested that they go upstairs. Pinkie was a bit of a nervous wreck. She knew what was coming and she desperately wanted it. But she also knew of her track record regarding sexual exploits. A blush painted her cheeks as she remembered the time when she’d lost her virginity to one of her male friends. It felt amazing, but she’d orgasmed way too quickly, causing the boy to lose interest. She’d also gotten Twilight to feel her up in the communal shower before, but that went awry when she broke the dildo they were playing with. It was embarrassing to be so bad at something so amazing, and Pinkie hoped against hope that the upcoming session would throw off the stains of history.
“Um…you’re shaking,” Fluttershy said as the girls made their way into her bedroom.
“Oh, Fluttershy,” Pinkie said, “I…I wanna…you know…do this with you, but…”
“You’re nervous?” Fluttershy asked.
“Incredibly nervous! I’m so nervous, I think I may explode!”
Fluttershy giggled and kissed Pinkie’s cheek tenderly. “That’s okay. Nervousness before sex is normal.”
“I know,” Pinkie said, “I guess I just want our first time to be special.”
“It will be,” Fluttershy said.
“Not with me, it won’t,” Pinkie said as her bright, frizzy hair seemed to deflate a bit.
“What do you mean?” Fluttershy asked.
“I’m terrible at sex, Fluttershy!” Pinkie suddenly cried, “I mean, I’ve tried with multiple people, but something always goes wrong. I’d love nothing more than to get through a session without any premature orgasms or toys breaking or-“
“Sh…” Fluttershy said soothingly, placing a finger on Pinkie’s lips, “…follow my lead, and I promise, none of that will happen.”
Thus, things began with a sharp kiss between the two. Tongues danced and eyes rolled as the girls reveled in each other’s softness. Fondling breasts was also a big order of the day, as Fluttershy used her experienced fingers to show Pinkie how to properly commit the act. Pinkie was an excellent student, copying Fluttershy’s maneuvers perfectly. The girls moaned as they fondled their still clothed boobs, enjoying the sudden burst of heat that came. Sensual succulence created a world for them to live in. It was theirs and nobody else’s, and they intended to care for it and keep it well.
Soon, Fluttershy broke the kiss and pulled the top part of her dress down, revealing a bright red bra. Pinkie smiled as she bent down and sucked on the fabric a bit. Fluttershy ran her smooth hands through Pinkie’s hair, twirling it around each finger and giving it the attention it deserved. Pinkie moaned a bit as she involuntarily reached her hand into her pink skirt, rubbing at the canyon in between her legs. Fluttershy giggled a bit before gently pulling away from Pinkie.
“Let’s get your top off,” she said, narrowing her eyes.
Pinkie excitedly nodded and raised her arms, allowing Fluttershy to detach the white tank top that resided over her chest. A blue bra greeted the yellow girl and she returned Pinkie’s earlier favor, suckling on each cup and feeling the fabric grace her mouth. Soon enough, the girls tired of being in their bras and removed them, revealing four amazing breasts. Fluttershy’s pair was absolutely astounding to view. Pinkie had seen Fluttershy nude in the communal showers after P.E. class, but this was a whole new sight. This was Fluttershy, the lover instead of Fluttershy, the friend, and Pinkie was ready to gain a great deal of satisfaction. Meanwhile, Fluttershy amused herself by looking at Pinkie’s perky, small tits. They were just barely there, yet they were also beautiful, simply because they were Pinkie’s.
The girls took turns sucking each other’s nipples, enjoying the harsh rigidity that they found. Erection had quickly taken its victims, and neither girl wanted to give it up. Pinkie leaned back and moaned as Fluttershy did her work, licking and sucking to her heart’s content. She even bit Pinkie a couple of times, just to remind her who was the teacher and who was the student. Pinkie yelped at these sudden bits of pain, but quickly begged for more. So, Fluttershy conceded, giving her pupil some more teeth marks and a couple of slaps for good measure. Then, she leaned back and Pinkie returned the favor. Fluttershy didn’t want to be completely dominant, so she accepted her student’s show of aggression. She even lactated a bit, allowing Pinkie to lap up the sweet milk that came pouring out of her engorged boobs.
“Mm…ah, I love the way you do that, my pet,” she cooed, rubbing her hands down Pinkie’s bare back.
“I never knew biting you could be so…tantalizing,” Pinkie said as her eyes clouded over with lust and excitement. “I mean…it never even entered my mind to bite my partner.”
“You have to find the right person for that kind of thing,” Fluttershy said, “if you would have asked me to cease biting you, I would’ve. But you begged for more.”
“It felt so amazing!” Pinkie exclaimed.
Fluttershy chuckled, amused at her pet’s eagerness. “Good. Then, we’ll finish getting naked. Take off your skirt and your leggings, Pinkie.”
Pinkie quivered with excitement as she dropped her puffy pink skirt, leaving her bright white leggings coating her sensitive area. She quickly removed those and a cute blue set of hand stitched panties stared back at Fluttershy. The yellow girl quickly smiled and kissed her lovely student, wrapping her tongue around Pinkie’s in a dance of delicacy and dominance. Once finished, she smacked Pinkie’s cheek and kissed her again. This cycle continued for a few moments before Fluttershy ordered her student to lay back. Pinkie eagerly obeyed and waited for the next exciting thing to happen. It didn’t take long before Fluttershy got out of her dress and stood with her red panties accosting Pinkie’s blue ones.
“Like ‘em?” Fluttershy asked.
“They’re beautiful!” Pinkie sang, her eyes shining with delight.
“I couldn’t help but notice that yours are hand woven,” Fluttershy said, pulling back on Pinkie’s undies and snapping them into place. “Rarity?”
“Rarity,” Pinkie confirmed.
“I see that she’s great at doing panties,” Fluttershy said, “I may have to get her to do me a pair. But, no matter. Right now, you’re gonna get something that’s a whole lot of fun.”
“What’s that?!” Pinkie asked eagerly, “oh, please tell me!”
“Hm…I don’t know,” Fluttershy said, “you’ve been a very good student and a good follower…but I just don’t know if you need to know the surprise.”
“I’M FUCKING BEGGING YOU!” Pinkie howled as her mind went berserk from anticipation, “TELL ME!”
“Now, now, there’s no need to scream,” Fluttershy cooed, sitting next to Pinkie and cradling her head a bit, “I just don’t know. Can you be a good girl?”
“Yes! Yes! I’ll be good!” Pinkie chirped.
“Will you be naughty for me?”
“Yes! I’ll be as naughty as I fucking need to be!”
“Are you a slut?”
“YES! I’M A DIRTY, TRASH BOUND, WHORE OF A SLUT!”
Fluttershy giggled. “Okay, okay, alright. Let me get up and I’ll be right back with something I guarantee will take this session to the next level.”
Much to Pinkie’s excitement, Fluttershy soon returned with two things: a paddle and a camera. The student could put two and two together very easily. Her daily consumption of pornographic material caused her mind to go into overdrive. The blue orbs that inhabited her face became extremely excited as Fluttershy slowly licked the paddle. Pinkie began involuntarily hyperventilating, wanting desperately to feel the wrath of Fluttershy’s new implement. But her heavy breathing didn’t seem to please her sexual instructor and, suddenly, she felt a hand being placed on her cheek.
“No, Pinkie,” Fluttershy said, gently but firmly.
“No, what?” Pinkie asked in confusion.
“No hyperventilating,” Fluttershy ordered, “no wonder you’ve been having trouble in bed. That action gives your sensuality an unneeded jolt. This can lead to premature cumming.”
“Oh, sorry,” Pinkie said.
“Don’t apologize,” Fluttershy said, “it’s a lesson everyone has to learn. Now, I’m sure you know what the paddle’s for.”
“Mm-hmm!” Pinkie chirped, “you’re gonna spank me, aren’t you?”
“I was planning on it,” Fluttershy said with a sly, irresistible tone in her voice, “but now that I’ve caught you hyperventilating, I’m not so sure you deserve it.”
“Oh, no!” Pinkie said, desperate to be whacked, “I deserve it! Please! Please, Fluttershy! I’ll be good, and I won’t hyperventilate anymore!”
“Well…” Fluttershy said, mulling over the thought in her mind, “…okay. I just can’t resist that pretty pink ass of yours. Now, slowly pull down your panties.”
Pinkie quickly got up from her seat on the bed and teased Fluttershy. Her teacher was very pleased with the way she pulled her underwear to the floor. It was slow, agonizing and incredibly torturous, like any good stripping act should be. In fact, Pinkie took so much time that Fluttershy had to force herself to hold off on anything masturbatory. But, soon enough, Pinkie had her panties off, and she bent over the bed. Her beautiful posterior stuck out and placed itself in perfect spanking position. Fluttershy was very happy with Pinkie’s submissive nature, and she got up and walked over to her, placing a gentle hand on one of the plump mounds that greeted her.
“You have gorgeous ass cheeks,” she complimented.
“Thanks, my love,” Pinkie responded.
“Mm…they’re so bouncy and fun, just like you,” Fluttershy cooed, “I could rub my hand on them all day. But, we’ve got some painful business to attend to.”
“Oh, please!” Pinkie begged, “I need the pain! Please, abuse my ass!”
“Sh,” Fluttershy commanded, “don’t worry, pet. Your ass is mine and I’m gonna see to it that it gets all the punishing it deserves.”
“YES!” Pinkie screeched.
Fluttershy quickly took up the paddle and readied her first hit. Much to her thrill, she discovered that Pinkie was acting on instinct. She’d relaxed and her butt was braced for the impending collision. Wood versus skin. The former always won that exchange, and Fluttershy knew it. Her loving and dominant mind couldn’t wait to give the girl she loved so much in the way of painful pleasure. Soon enough, the paddle connected and Pinkie screamed in pain. But she begged for more, and Fluttershy gave it…five more times. Each time, her submissive student squealed with agonizing hurt. But at the same time, absolute ecstasy laced each scream.
“You like the paddle, don’t you?” Fluttershy sneered, bending over to kiss Pinkie.
“Oh, yes!” Pinkie moaned, “holy fuck, it hurts so good!”
“You want more?”
“YES!” Pinkie shrieked.
SMACK!
“OH!” Pinkie yelled as the paddle found its mark again, “oh, fuck! Paddle me like the little bitch that I am!”
“SH!” Fluttershy ordered, smacking Pinkie in the face, “remember, you’re submissive right now. Do as I command.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Pinkie said obediently.
“Good girl,” Fluttershy said, whacking Pinkie with the paddle again. By this point, noticeable redness was appearing. Fluttershy couldn’t help but notice how much it complimented her lover’s amazing pink skin. She quickly dropped her own panties, removed her bra, and grabbed a large green strap-on from a nearby trunk. She placed it around her waist, ensuring that it would be snug enough so that her vagina would be pleasured in the upcoming intercourse. Then, she walked around to Pinkie’s front and set up a tripod, placing the camera from earlier atop its peak. She turned and smiled as she saw Pinkie quiver with anticipation.
“I think you know what this is for,” she said as she lightly patted Pinkie’s pretty frizz.
“Oh, yes, I do,” Pinkie moaned.
“Ready to star in your first porno?”
“Yes! Yes!” Pinkie shouted.
“Wanna be naked on camera?”
“YES! YES!” Pinkie screamed, her mind finally breaking and letting loose every ounce of emotion it had.
Fluttershy proceeded to fire up the camera before heading around behind Pinkie. She smirked into the lens as she placed the green cock at the edge of Pinkie’s entrance before shoving it inside. Pinkie squealed as the plastic penis drove further and further into her body. A feeling unlike any other rushed over her and she had to mentally force herself not to reactively orgasm. Fluttershy soon found her rhythm and smacked Pinkie’s butt as they went along. It seemed that the pink girl knew more about sex than she let on, for she soon reared back on the cock and began matching the ebb and flow. Fluttershy raised her even further so that her full naked body was on display for the camera.
“MM! OOF! OH! FUCK! ME! FLU-TT-E-R-SHY!” Pinkie howled in broken phrases.
“Oh, yeah, I’m fucking that vagina! I’m fucking that cute little pink cunt of yours! MM! Oh my fucking WORD, that’s good! MM! Yeah! Uh-huh! Just-like-that!”
Feeling that Pinkie’s orgasm was imminent, she pulled out of her and flipped her over. Then, she grabbed the camera and positioned it right on their respective private parts. It would be excellent fuel for their later sexual fires and she wanted to get a great view. Mercilessly, she rammed her cock back inside Pinkie, causing her lovely student to scream once more. Then, she bent over, showing her ass to the lens, and began to pound Pinkie. Her submissive pet took every last lash with terrific gratitude, calling down curses and ejaculating squeals of delight. Moment after moment went by with both amazing speed and fantastic slothfulness. The two girls were in their own little world. One where they were naked on camera and having the greatest sexual experience anyone could ever hope to have.
Unfortunately, no human is built to mate forever, and soon enough, they felt their bodies weaken. The strains they’d put on their respective orgasms were breaking. Neither of them wanted to cum just yet. They wanted the experience to last for the rest of their lives. But they also knew of their own limits. The inevitable had been sealed, and Pinkie was the first to go over the edge. She screamed as she did so, shooting a beautiful silvery stream of liquid onto Fluttershy’s fake shaft. The yellow girl was not far behind, as her naked pussy had been sufficiently pleased by rubbing the back of the strap-on. But when her orgasm came, she tossed the deceptive dick aside and used her fingers to furiously spray her liquid all over Pinkie’s body.
When all the screaming and cumming had subsided, Fluttershy stopped the camera. This was all the strength she had left as she collapsed next to Pinkie. The two girls then cuddled into each other. Neither one dared touch their clothing, which lay strewn about the floor. Soft moans and sighs were now the order of the day as they felt each other up. They each took turns touching each other’s cunny, garnering a new appreciation for its softness and beauty. Fluttershy, in particular, was impressed with Pinkie’s vagina, fingering its chasm and lovingly caressing its lips. It appeared that her lover had cared for her private area very well. On the flip side, Pinkie loved running her hand along Fluttershy’s entrance and she couldn’t wait for her turn with the strap-on. In short, the girls were happy in their nudity and they didn’t want anything to come between them.
“So,” Pinkie said, snuggling deeper into Fluttershy and gingerly fondling a breast, “how’d I do?”
“Pinkie,” Fluttershy responded, kissing her lover’s forehead, “that…was…the greatest sex I’ve ever had.”
“Me too,” Pinkie said as she felt sleep’s heavy weight drift upon her.
“I think you passed my sex class with flying colors.”
“Good,” Pinkie said, “because now I feel like an after school nap.”
“I concur,” Fluttershy responded, winding her arm around Pinkie and pulling her in for some well deserved slumber.
