Daring Do sat there on the table meeting fans left and right who handed her autographs, while she signed them with her right hoof holding a stamp in it with her name marking.
She loved her fans a lot and she was glad to be meeting them, but sitting in the same chair all day doing the same thing got a little degrading. After an hour or 2 she just stopped making conversation with them, signed the autograph and asked for the next pony in line.
For this particular day Daring Do’s producers ended up making a new merchandise for fans to spend their bits on, panties. Yes you heard that right, even though almost no pony ever wears panties they made them for fans to wear. Her producers knowing full well the panties weren’t going to sell well unless Daring had them on herself, asked her to do so during the fan meet ups.
She agreed as she had no problem with it, it was just a pair of panties after all, it wasn’t going to hurt. The panties were white with a green outline on the outside of it, in the middle was Daring Do’s face.
The panties were slightly comfortable she had to admit, they must of been made with some kind of silk. But at times it felt pretty uncomfortable, because sometimes the panties would fail at their job and a small glimpse of her labia would show slightly as it stretched. She’d occasionally look down and notice this, but she paid no mind because again almost no pony wore panties anyway. Every pony walked around with their privates showing 90% of the time, including her except for this particular day of course.
Daring Do finished an autograph when she looked up in surprise to see who she had been hearing about for weeks, Anon the human. She began to scan his form from his blond hair, to his blue eyes, to his muscular form.
She knew the muscular part he most likely got from working with applejack on the farm, they were the first to discover him so they hired him after he had settled.
She watched Anon sit down in the chair with a nice wide smile, watching his muscles move as he did so. Something about him just interested Daring, she just loved how humans looked. She had already seen what Anon looked like, as he was debuted on a magazine for Rarity’s boutique. In the magazine he wore a nice black shirt with Rariy’s boutique logo on the shirt. But seeing him now up close, it felt different.
Even though she was tired, that didn’t stop her from talking to Anon quickly as he sat down. Anon began talking complimenting her on her books, stating that it reminded him of another fictional adventurer he knew about at home.
Daring Do loves it when ponies would compliment her on her books, but being complimented by him felt more special somehow. As she listened and replied to his questions she started to feel her body heat rise up and her cheeks start to show a shade of pink, she had never felt like this for somepony or in this case someone before.
Anon noticed the blush on her cheeks and smiled flirtatiously, making Daring Do blush deeper as she realized he was able to see. Anon began to tell Daring Do that she was nice company to be around, and that she was quite the writer. Anon then did something extremely bold, and kissed her on the side of the cheek after saying goodbye to her.
This made Daring blush even deeper, her cheeks looking as red as tomatoes. She didn’t even hear the next fan sit down, as she just stared at him walk away. She then felt something from below, and when she looked down she noticed a wet stain starting to appear on the part of the panties where her face was imprinted.
She began to sweat from the sudden dirty thoughts clouding her mind as she sat there. She then noticed the fan that was sitting down trying to get her attention, he held one of her books with his hooves for her to sign it.
She knew she couldn’t do the whole signing, while her panties began to soak from her arousal. So she quickly signed the book and then told every pony els in line that she was leaving, and to come back tomorrow.
She then quickly trotted to her house, feeling the wetness in her panties grow as she continued the dirty thoughts in her head.
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...
