Daring Obsession

Daring quickly slammed her door behind her and sat down behind the door, panting from fatigue as she wanted to quickly avoid any pony’s sight.

She then stood there and further continued to fantasize about Anon. His beautiful body, his blue eyes as she remembered his stare, his attractive blond hair which he had in a hairstyle which she absolutely loved.

Daring began to move her hooves low, until she felt the fabric from the panties. She hadn’t remembered that she was still wearing them at that particular moment. She slightly pulled the panties downward and stared at her pussy, which was under a pool of her own arousal.

She began to prod at her labia, laying back against the wall while panting. If Anon were only here, she wouldn’t mind him rutting her like a feral beast on her table.

She then spotted the table near her right and her want increased. Her hoof did feel amazing, but it was a little cold and she needed more. Getting up, she trotted over to the table and positioned her crotch in between the tables slightly pointy edge. It still felt cold but not as much as her hoof, and the feeling of the edges of the table barely touching in between her pussy lips only aroused her more.

She began gyrating back and fourth and immediately started to gasp in pleasure, as the edge of the table rubbed against her clitoris under the panties fabric whenever she moved. She began to move faster while inching her body forwards, the edge of the table slightly parted her pussy lips through the panties and began to rub at their edges making her moan all the more loud.

She went even faster now, imagining Anon sticking his long fingers into her pussy, and stimulating her in ways she could only imagine. She shouted Anon’s name loudly as she then felt herself orgasm, her juices seeping through the panties and making a large puddle on top of the table.

She quickly fell back onto the ground, panting like a tired dog as she smiled at the euphoric feeling she was experiencing. Daring Do wasn’t satisfied however, she needed to feel the table touch her sensitive flesh fully and satisfy her even more.

She began to try and take the panties off, only for them to not move and inch. She tried pulling even harder, but it was no use. Between the panties being tight and her arousal sticking to the inside of the fabric, it was pretty much glued onto her crotch for at least an hour.

Daring Do began to hoof at the ground a few times angrily, when she looked at a pair of scissors on her kitchen counter. She had used the scissors earlier to cut out some Daring Do posters for the fan meet up.

She smiled as the solution showed itself, she got up and trotted over to the counter and grabbed the scissors. She then lied on the ground with her back off the floor, and positioned the scissors in the middle part of the panties where her face was pictured.

She then began to cut into it, cutting where her eyes were and making it down to her wings. Part of her pussy started to come into view as she continued, making her cut faster in excitement. As the fabric began to fold over her juices began to make sticky lines as it slowly detached itself from her pussy. Now half of the fabric was slanting to the side, half of her pussy and the bottom of her labia starting to show more with every cut. She then rotated the scissors, cutting the other side and making a circular hole.

She finally cut out the last part of the fabric, her whole pussy completely in view. She brought the fabric to her mouth and licked it slowly tasting her juices, before throwing it somewhere out of mind. She stared down and the panties were now completely useless to cover anything, her pussy was now showing dead center in the circular hole where the picture of her face used to be.

Without wasting any time she got back up and walked towards the table, all the while she started to drip onto the floor from the excitement. She repositioned her pussy to the edge of the table and began gyrating once again, she instantly threw her head back at the incredible sensation.

This was a way better feeling than just having the edge of the table brush up against her pussy with the fabric in the way barely making it possible to penetrate through, no this was much better as she instantly felt the edge of the table part her lips, and prod at the bottom of her labia.

She began to gyrate faster and felt her clitoris begin to wink, she moaned as she felt the very sensitive nub touch at the edge of the table before retracting. She decided to stimulate herself more, and began to rub her hoof on the top part of her labia making her shiver and gasp from her own ministrations.

She moaned and rubbed faster impatiently for her peek to approach, when it finally happened causing her to fall forward onto the table. She felt her pussy squirt her natural juices all over her floor, and her pussy retract as she screamed in complete bliss.

After feeling her orgasm calm down she fell to the floor, not caring if her juices were staining her hindquarters as she sat. She wouldn’t of cared if Princess Celestia walked into her house right now at that particular moment, all she did was sit there in her complete imagination.

She’s gonna have to ask Anon if they could hang out more, maybe even ask him on a date. She’d do anything to feel those beautiful fingers sink their way into her...