A Thief's Perspective
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A Thief's Perspective

*Three Weeks Earlier*

Tidmouth walked over to the lodge that Twilight and her friends were staying in. He so wished he could’ve been able to spend the week in the same building as her, but the staff were very strict about not having boys and girls staying in the same lodge, especially if they were known to be in a relationship. Most of the people on the camp had taken it in their stride, Sunset Shimmer, for example, had lovingly hung a sign reading ‘No Boyz Allowed’ on the front door of their lodge. Though everyone knew Tidmouth and were fairly relaxed about letting him drop by. He was usually only there to chat to Twilight anyway.

He pushed open the front door and went inside. He saw Rainbow Dash coming down the stairs carrying a pile of clothes. “Hey, Rainbow!”

“Oh, hi, Tidmouth.”

As Rainbow walked past Tidmouth caught an unusual smell. “Whew, what is that smell?”

Rainbow groaned. “Oh, don’t you start! I’ve already had an earful from Twilight about my personal hygiene today! So what I’ve worn the same pair of socks a few days in a row? It all goes in the same wash at the end of the week. Who cares?” Rainbow Dash punctuated her point by dumping the pile of clothes into the shared laundry basket.

Tidmouth coughed embarrassedly “R-right… speaking of Twilight, is she in her room?” “Yeah…” Tidmouth gave a hurried thanks and scurried off to Twilight’s room.

He knocked on the door. “Come in.” The brown-haired guy let himself in and saw Twilight sat on her front with her socked feet idly swinging above her as she read. One foot had a fluffy slipper loosely dangling from it, the other had clearly fallen off at some point and was dropped upside-down on the floor. “Tidmouth!” she smiled, rolling herself off the bed and over to give him a hug. “So, what have you been up to today?”

“Oh, you know, this and that.” He said.

Twilight giggled “Sounds thrilling!” Tidmouth was trying to stop himself from looking down at her feet. He’d been going out with her for a while now and, as yet, hadn’t told her about his… ‘special interests’. “Just a quick look, I’m sure she wouldn’t notice…” he thought and looked down at the floor. Twilight was wearing a pair of fluffy pink socks. She’d had these for some time. She only generally wore them to bed.

He was brought out of his stupor as Twilight booped his nose with a finger and sat back down on the bed, patting beside her. Tidmouth obliged and sat down. She pulled her legs up and leant against his shoulder, wrapping her arms around his torso. “I love you.” She sighed.

Tidmouth smiled shyly and put an arm across her. “I love you too, Twilight.” She looked up to his eyes and they shared a kiss together.

The two chatted for about an hour before Tidmouth decided he ought to head out. Twilight gave him one last parting peck on the nose and said goodnight. Tidmouth headed down the stairs and toward the front door. He caught the laundry room door out of the corner of his eye and thought back to Rainbow Dash. He paused at the bottom of the stairs and looked around. No-one else was downstairs. Everyone was either upstairs already or still out. His mind raced “Maybe I could sneak a quick whiff… No-one would know.”

He cautiously peered around again as he walked slowly over to the door. He stepped inside the laundry room and stood over the basket of clothes. He sniffed gently and caught the smell of Rainbow’s socks amongst the general aroma of other worn clothes. Checking once more that he wasn’t about to be caught he plunged his hands into the basket and pulled out one of the two socks. It was a long white sock with red, yellow and blue stripes around the hem. The foot of the sock was very discoloured, not just from its last few days of use but Tidmouth suspected some older sweat and shoe-dirt stains were there too. He put the sock up to his nose and inhaled. The smell was amazing, and he had to stop himself from moaning out loud as his member throbbed, growing hard. He gulped and quickly fished out the second sock from the basket. This one was just as dirty and worn as the first one, and even had a small hole forming under the heel. He quickly looked around again and stuffed the socks into his pocket. He checked whether the coast was clear outside the door and zipped off back across the camp.

Tidmouth hurriedly walked in a hunched-over position, to try and disguise the bulge that had formed in the crotch-area of his trousers. He made his way through the front door of his lodge and straight up to his room, shutting the door behind him.

He held himself against the door for a moment and gently locked it before darting over to his bed, pulling Rainbow’s socks from his pocket. He felt his member throb once more as he looked at the dirty white garments. He pulled one of them to his nose and took another deep whiff. He didn’t hold back this time and moaned right back into the smelly item of footwear. He shifted himself back onto the bed as he sniffed. He kicked off his own shoes and slid his trousers and boxers off, letting his erection spring free.

He put both socks in one hand and sniffed deeply as he started to gently tug himself off with the other hand. His mind wandered at the thought of Rainbow Dash coming into her room after a long run. She sits on the bed and undoes the straps on those long blue boots, gently pulling her socked feet from the humid insides. She sits back and sighs as the cool air of the room reaches her hot feet. After a pause she begins slowly peeling off the sweaty socks. Perhaps she herself lifts them to her nose and indulges in their aromatic beauty.

He paused for a moment, having thought of a new idea. Unfurling one of the socks he put it onto his own foot. Still sniffing the other and jerking himself off furiously he flexed his toes back and forth, imagining. “Rainbow was wearing these socks earlier today. Getting them all sweaty… and dirty… and stinky… I love it!” then, he clenched his eyes and climaxed.

Tidmouth awoke the next morning in a dreamy haze. He blinked at the morning sunlight and sat up in bed. He could see he was still wearing one of Rainbow’s socks on his left foot. He felt around for the other and found it tucked under his pillow. He brought it up to his nose and took another long sniff. He moaned as he felt his morning wood twitch. He contemplated cranking out another masturbation session then and there, but he jumped into lucidity as someone knocked on his door. “Hey, Tidmouth! You awake yet? We’re headed out in 10 minutes!”

“Uh… y-yeah! I’ll be out in a bit!” He listened as the footsteps went away from the door. “There’s no way I could sneak these back to the girls lodge now that everyone is awake. Someone would be bound to spot me!” he thought. He looked between the sock in his hand and the other on his foot. “I suppose I could just borrow them for a little while longer…” He slowly put on the second sock and pulled them both up over his knees. He’d never worn socks this long before and quite liked the feeling of them. Before he got too carried away, however, he put on his jogging trousers to hide them and headed out for the day’s activities.

A week had passed and Tidmouth was sitting with Twilight in her room. It was raining that day and Tidmouth listened to the sound of rain drops drumming on the window. Twilight looked across to her clock. “Ooh, it’s nearly time for book club, I’d better be going!” She looked at the rain outside the window and furrowed her brow. “Hmm, I should probably change into something a bit more waterproof.” she went over to her wardrobe and started going through the clothes she had hung up, which were, of course, all precisely organised by type and colour.

As much as Tidmouth would’ve loved to watch her getting changed he decided it would be better if he gave her some privacy. “I wait downstairs and then walk you over.” He said, heading over to the door.

“Okay! See you in a minute!”

As he reached the bottom of the stairs, he saw Rarity walking in out of the rain. She was wearing a rather extravagant looking raincoat with a matching umbrella and looked rather dishevelled. “Ugh! What beastly weather!” she huffed as she went and sat on the stairs. “Tidmouth, you couldn’t be a darling and help a lady take off her boots, could you?”

Tidmouth stifled a blush “O-oh, sure. I’ll give you a hand.” He crouched down and took one of the boots in his hand. It was a fur-covered boot and was incredibly damp and muddy after she’d been outside.

Rarity sighed. “Oh, my poor boots! They’re ruined! I knew wearing them today would be a bad idea, but I didn’t bring a pair of galoshes that matched this ensemble!” Tidmouth shyly chuckled as he pulled off the boot. His nose was immediately aware of the smell of sweaty feet. Rarity noticed it too. “Oh my, sorry Tidmouth. These boots are a bit of a sweat trap. Hmph! These socks will have to go straight into the wash. Thank heavens it’s laundry day tomorrow!”

Tidmouth couldn’t help but stare at the socked digits dangling in front of his face. The socks were striped in two shades of purple and were very damp from a mixture of muddy rainwater and sweat. He caught himself and quickly pulled off the second boot and then stood, trying to stand as nonchalantly as possible to hide his growing boner. Rarity pulled the wet socks off her feet and gagged quietly. She skipped over to the laundry room and threw them onto the basket before turning back to Tidmouth. “Thank you, Tidmouth. You are such a dear!” she gave him a quick peck on the cheek and went off upstairs to treat herself to a luxurious bath.

Tidmouth watched as she went and then eyed the door to the laundry room. His heart pounded. “I can’t do this again…” Time felt like it was slowing down as Tidmouth thought about his options. He couldn’t get the image of Rarity’s socked feet out of his head and he knew those socks were right there, just a few metres away. He took a deep breath and scooted over to the laundry basket. There they were, sat on top of the pile of other clothes. He slowly picked them up and put them to his nose. The smell of sweaty rain caused the hairs on the back of his neck to stand up, not to mention something else.

He perked up at the sound of someone coming downstairs. “Shoot! Twilight’s coming!” He quickly shoved the socks into his pocket and rushed outside just in time.

“Right, I’m ready. Let’s go!” she said, handing him her umbrella and taking his hand. Tidmouth smiled and walked her over to the door. He opened the umbrella in front of them and then held it above them as they walked out into the rain.

Twilight offered for Tidmouth to sit in on the book club but Tidmouth feigned the feeling of a headache and made his way back to the boy’s lodge and up to his room, locking himself in. He pulled the damp socks from his pocket and carried them over to the bed. Undressing himself he sat against the back of his bed and huffed the socks as his erection grew.

He sighed contentedly as he thought back to the sight of Rarity’s socked foot sliding out of the boot. In his mind’s eye he pictured a deluge of water pouring out of the boot, the sock dripping with the sweaty, rainy mixture. “Ooh, I’m so sorry darling… my boots are such a sweat trap! Perhaps you could be a dear and… suck them dry?” Tidmouth found himself putting one of the socks in his mouth and suckling on it. The taste of salty sweat mixed with dirty water hit his tongue. “Mmm… that’s it, darling…” His mind was being driven wild as he sucked on one dirty sock and sniffed the other and finally his efforts were rewarded as he clenched and came.

The next morning rolled around, Tidmouth stuffed Rarity’s used socks to the back of his drawer, putting them beside the pair he’d ‘borrowed’ from Rainbow Dash, which were still there, having been worn and wanked over several times the previous week. He had a feeling Rarity’s socks would probably get similar treatment later on, but for now, he was putting them away. He was going to be wearing shorts for sports that afternoon and he didn’t want to be caught wearing girly, knee-highs. He slid his drawer closed and went about getting ready for the day.

That weekend, Tidmouth met with Twilight over at the track. She was sat on the bleachers cheering on some of her other friends who were taking part in some of the track and field contests. She smiled happily and gave him a quick hug as he sat down beside her. Tidmouth smiled sheepishly at the affection and looked out onto the field. Among the people competing he could make out Rainbow Dash and Applejack, of course, as well as Sunset Shimmer. He could see she was wearing her usual magenta tank-top, paired with orange shorts and a pair of long orange socks. He felt a throb from below and quickly crossed his legs to hide his shame.

Twilight looked over and raised a quizzical eyebrow. “You okay, Tid?”

“Oh, y-yeah. Just getting comfortable.” He said giving a squeaky grin. Twilight smiled back at him and returned her attention to the field. Sunset was stepping up to perform a high jump.

“Go Sunset!” called Twilight, encouragingly. Sunset smiled determinedly and took a deep breath before sprinting forward and launching off the springboard. She somersaulted over the bar and landed backwards on the crash mat. There was a ripple of cheers and applause in the audience. “A perfect Fosbury Flop!” commented Twilight, flipping through a book on track and field history. “Wouldn’t you agree, Tidmouth?” Tidmouth nodded but wasn’t really listening. He was too busy thinking about Sunset’s socks.

As the events were coming to a close Twilight tucked her book away in her bag and turned to look at Tidmouth. He was staring off into space with a dozy expression on his face. Twilight clicked her fingers and drew him out of it. “Are you okay, Tidmouth?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah! F-fine!”

Twilight smiled “Well, I’m headed back to the lodge. You gonna come?”

Tidmouth shook his head. “I’ll drop by later, I think I’m gonna take a walk and clear my head.”

She put a hand on his shoulder. “Alright then. See you later.” She leant down and gave him a kiss on the cheek before walking off. Tidmouth rubbed his cheek and smiled and went off in the other direction.

He arrived at the lodge house a while later, feeling a little bit better. As he went through the front door, he overheard an argument coming from the kitchen between Rainbow and Applejack. Sunset came walking out, she had changed out of her track clothing and was now wearing a dressing gown over a set of pyjamas. She was carrying a mug of coffee in one hand and a piece of burnt toast in her mouth and gave a greeting nod to Tidmouth as she walked past. As she headed up the stairs Tidmouth noticed she was now barefoot.

His mind suddenly wandered with thoughts again, but he quickly shook them from his head and hurried up to Twilight’s room. She called him in, and as Tidmouth entered he saw her sat on the bed with cotton wool in her ears. She’d clearly been trying to block out the sound of the argument drifting up from the kitchen. “Hey, Tidmouth. Feeling better?”

“Y-yeah, I think so.” He replied, going over and sitting beside her.

“I’m glad to hear it!” she beamed giving him a hug.

Tidmouth pondered for a moment. “Uh, actually, Twilight, I’ve got something I wanted to talk to you about.”

“Oh? What’s on your mind Tidmouth?”

“Well, I… I just think I should tell you about… it’s something a bit personal. I-I hope you don’t mind.”

“I’m happy to listen if you’re comfortable talking, Tidmouth.”

Tidmouth stammered a bit and tried to think of the best way to word himself. He loved Twilight and wanted to be honest with her about his ‘interests’ but he was also nervous that she’d just think he was a creep and turf him out. “Well… I just wanted to tell you that… I… I really like—” before he could finish, there was a knock on the door.

“Come in.” Twilight called.

Sunset Shimmer poked her head around the door. “Twilight, could you tell those two down there to knock it off? I feel like if I go back down there, I’m just gonna start breaking things.”

Twilight giggled “Of course, I’m always happy to be the diplomatic friend!” Sunset went back out shutting the door. “Sorry, Tidmouth, what were you saying?”

“Oh, no. It’s nothing. Y-you go on and deal with the friendship emergency. I’ll see myself out.”

“Okay! Well, I’m open whenever you’re ready to talk, Tidmouth!” The two went out of the room and down the stairs together. At the bottom she threw her arms around him and gave him a kiss on the lips. “I’ll see you tomorrow!”

Tidmouth tried to hide the blush forming on his cheeks. “Y-yeah, see ya, Twilight.”

As she walked off Tidmouth turned to leave. His eyes drifted past the laundry room door. He looked over his shoulder. He could still hear Twilight trying to diffuse the argument in the kitchen, to little success. He couldn’t see or hear anyone else downstairs. He bit his lip and took a deep breath as he crept over to the door and slipped inside. He went straight over to the basket and his heart pounded at the sight of Sunset’s tank top near the top of the pile. “She’s put her clothes in the wash! Hopefully, that means…” Tidmouth rummaged around in the pile and found what he was looking for, a pair of orange knee-high socks. He didn’t want to hang around this time, he shoved his prize into his pocket and hurried off out of the building.

He briskly made his way across to the boy’s lodge and straight up to his room. Someone called out to him in the hall, but he just waved them off without evening listening to what they wanted to say. He had far more pressing matters on his mind. Making sure to lock the door he threw the socks onto his bed and stripped off.

He breathed slowly as he picked up one of the socks. Looking closely, he was able to study them better than he’d been able to from the bleachers. They weren’t just plain orange, the heel and toes of the socks were an off-white colour and near the hem were two stripes, one magenta, the other yellow, matching the stripes on the skirt she often wore. Looking at the sole he could see a fair amount of discolouration and wear. He figured these socks were probably worn quite a lot by Sunset, maybe even under those biker boots she usually wore.

He decided he’d teased himself enough and sat on the bed, putting the sock to his nose. He moaned at the tart stench that assaulted his nostrils. His rod stiffened and he gently started to pleasure himself as he continued to smell the used footwear. He grabbed the other sock and slipped it over his cock. He continued jerking with his new cock-sock, but he knew he wouldn’t last long. He’d been exciting himself thinking about these socks all afternoon and the feeling of accomplishment at having them in his hands soon pushed him over the edge and he blew his load right into Sunset’s sock.

He threw his head back in bliss and lay back, slipping the sock off his softening erection he tucked it and its mate under his pillow. “I’m gonna go have a shower… then maybe another round.”

The following morning, Tidmouth went over to the girl’s lodge. Twilight was waiting for him by the door and showed him in. They passed the laundry room door and Tidmouth looked in to see Pinkie Pie shining a desk lamp at one of the washing machines. “Not talking, huh? Well, everyone breaks at some point!” the pink girl shouted.

Twilight sighed and pulled him away. “Ignore that. We’ve been having some trouble with laundry going missing.”

“O-oh? How odd…”

The two passed Rainbow Dash and Sunset Shimmer on the stairs. “Hey! Didn’t you see the sign on the door? No boys allowed, Tidmouth!” said Sunset, crossly.

“Oh, don’t be rude, Shimmer. I invited him over.” Retorted Twilight. “Come on, Tidmouth.”

Tidmouth and Sunset met eyes as she walked by and he gulped quietly. “Oh shoot, she knows. I’m so dead!”

They went up to Twilight’s room and sat on the bed together. “I don’t get it, Tidmouth. Three laundry days in a row a pair of socks has gone missing. What do you think?”

Tidmouth went wide-eyed “M-me? Why would I know anything?”

Twilight shrugged “I dunno. I thought maybe you might’ve overheard something.”

“Oh, I see… N-no I haven’t heard anything.”

Twilight sighed. “Well… nevermind.” She leant over and gave him a hug. “Oh! I almost forgot, are you going to be in the fun run next weekend?”

“Uhh… yeah, maybe.”

“Well, if you are, maybe we could run… together.”

Tidmouth chuckled shyly. “Y-yeah, okay… I’d like that.” Twilight smiled and they shared a kiss.

That weekend Tidmouth made his way over to the where the fun run was due to start. He saw Twilight on the start line doing some light stretches. He could see her hair was tied up at the back. He sighed, he loved it when she did that. Looking down he saw she was wearing a modest sports bra and short skirt, but below that he saw the pièce de résistance, a pair of long navy socks with a hot pink trim and decorated with yellow stars.

He decided he’d better go over and say hello before he excited himself too much. “Heya, Twi.”

“Oh, hey, Tidmouth!” she beamed, giving him a quick peck on the cheek. “You all ready?”

“Yeah, I think so.”

“Good! I’m glad you decided to join me. It’s nice to have an excuse to hang out together for a while if nothing else.” Tidmouth shyly smiled and nodded in agreement.

Vice Principal Luna stepped up with a whistle. “Alright, fun-runners! On your marks… get set…” She blew her whistle, and everyone started.

Tidmouth and Twilight gently jogged beside one another, letting everyone else go ahead. Tidmouth casually let Twilight get a bit of a lead on him and then used this new position to sneak glances at her socked legs. He felt himself getting a semi as he ogled the starry garments and pictured Twilight peeling them off later on.

“…Tidmouth?” Tidmouth looked up and saw Twilight looking over her shoulder at him. “What’s the matter? Did I tread in something?” She hopped along trying to look at the sole of her trainer.

“Oh! Uh- n-no! It’s nothing. Sorry! …what were you saying?” Tidmouth said with a sheepish smile.

Twilight rolled her eyes “I was saying what a nice day it is!”

“Oh right. Y-yeah! …Though every day I hang out with you is a nice one.”

Twilight smirked and nudged him with her elbow. “Smooth! But thank you. Come on, let’s pick up the pace. We don’t want to lag behind too much.”

Tidmouth nodded and the two of them increased speed. “Phew… that was close. Maybe I’d better stick beside her for the rest of the race and stop teasing myself…”

They crossed the finish line side-by-side and Fluttershy wandered over carrying a couple of water bottles. “Here you go guys.”

“Oh, thanks Fluttershy!” said Twilight taking one of them.

Tidmouth took the other and had a slow drink, occasionally looking at Twilight’s socks out of the corner of his eye. He peeked at Fluttershy as well, though with her usual tall green boots on it was hard to see much of her socks, besides a small frilly trim poking out of the top.

He saw Rarity walking over. “Twilight, do you have the key for the laundry room?” she asked. Tidmouth’s attention perked at the mention of the laundry room. He didn’t know the room could be locked.

“Uh, yes it’s in my room, why? The door has been unlocked since we got here.”

“Precisely! I’m saying it should be locked. Especially with…” She leant in close and whispered, “Laundry day, coming up.”

Twilight sighed “I really don’t see how locking the door would help. If someone was going in there to steal people’s laundry, and I’m not saying they are, wouldn’t they just take the key from my room after I’ve gone to sleep?”

Rarity pondered for a moment. “You’re right, Twilight. We need to entrust the key to a neutral third-party. Somepony outside of our lodge.”

There was a moment of silence before Fluttershy raised a hand “What about Tidmouth?”

Rarity grinned widely “Yes! Of course! Tidmouth, darling, you’ll look after our key, won’t you?”

Tidmouth’s mouth went slightly agape. “Oh my gosh… they don’t know. They don’t even suspect me at all.”

“Don’t look so worried! All you have to do is take the key from Twilight tonight and then bring it back tomorrow morning.”

Tidmouth was still unsure of what to say, he didn’t want to appear to keen, but he didn’t want to lose this golden opportunity either. He looked over at Twilight who rolled her eyes and nodded at him. “Uh- okay then. I’ll do it.”

Rarity squeed and gave Tidmouth a hug. “Thank you, darling! I knew we could count on you!”

Tidmouth made his way over to the girl’s lodge that evening. As he walked in, he saw the girls were all standing around and watching as Twilight locked the laundry room door. With an unimpressed look she handed the key to Tidmouth. “Alright, Tidmouth. I’ll see you in the morning.” He looked around at the girls with a shy smile. Unable to think of anything to say he just awkwardly waved and headed out, clutching the key tightly in his hand.

He sat on his bed and waited. He was anxious about whether he ought to risk this or not, but he figured he wasn’t going to get another opportunity like this, so he had to take it. He listened to the wind whistling quietly through the trees outside and the sound of someone snoring in one of the neighbouring rooms. Soon, the sound of snoring died down and Tidmouth looked up at his clock. “Nearly 3am… It’s now or never!” He quickly slipped on his shoes and crept his way out of the lodge. He made his way quickly but quietly across to the other lodge. It was unlikely anyone would be night walking at this hour, but he didn’t want to take that chance.

He reached the girl’s lodge. All the lights were off, and he couldn’t see any signs of life. He snuck over to the door and gently pushed it open. As he stepped inside, he misjudged his footing and skidded on the doormat where the grips on the base had worn away. He caught himself on the doorframe and threw a hand over his mouth before he could yelp in surprise. He quickly looked around and, satisfied no-one had heard him, he exhaled quietly and tip-toed over to the laundry room. He fished the key out of his pocket and put it into the lock. He winced as he slowly turned the key, the clicks from the locking mechanism felt like they were as noisy as jackhammers in the serene quiet but soon the door was open and Tidmouth slipped inside, pushing the door shut behind him.

It was very dark in the room, but Tidmouth didn’t care about that. He went straight over to the laundry basket and smiled. He squinted as he pawed at the top few items of clothing. None of this seemed like Twilight’s stuff but it was hard to tell in this light. He could see a patch of moonlight on the floor and figured that would help, so he tipped up the basket and started going through its contents there. He dug through t-shirts, skirts, shorts, used underwear and other pairs of socks until he found them, bundled together toward the bottom of the pile were Twilight’s star-print socks. He breathily chuckled to himself as he separated them. He slowly started to raise one of the socks to his nose when, suddenly, the door flew open, and he felt himself become bathed in torch light.

Tidmouth froze like a deer in the headlights as he looked up. “Oh crap…” Standing there in the doorway, mouth hanging open in surprise was Twilight Sparkle, shining a flashlight over him. He was well and truly busted. “Tidmouth? What… are you doing?” she stammered.

Tidmouth opened his mouth but no words came. He tried to think of some elaborate excuse, some reason, any reason for his being there but he had nothing. “I- I- I…” He hung his head in defeat and sighed. “I’m sorry…”

Twilight lowered her light and gave him a concerned look. “Look… give me those and go upstairs.” Tidmouth looked up with a worried expression but did as he was told and put the pair of socks in Twilight’s outstretched hand. She directed him out of the room and the two crept up to her room, making sure to not wake anyone else. As they stepped inside, she locked her bedroom door.

Tidmouth stood nervously in the middle of the room. He was terrified she was about to dump him then and there, but her expression seemed fairly neutral as she gestured for him to sit on the bed. “So… it was you all along, huh?” Tidmouth didn’t look up at her, he just looked away like a guilty puppy. Twilight crouched down to his level “Tidmouth, I’m not mad at you. I just want to know why you thought stealing was the right thing to do.”

Tidmouth’s lip quivered. “I… I didn’t. I j-just couldn’t help myself.”

Tidmouth’s eyes began to well up with tears. Twilight quickly wiped them away and pulled him into a hug “Hey, hey now. It’s okay, you’re not going to get in trouble. I wouldn’t do that to you. We’re going to put everything right in the morning and no-one will ever know it was you, I promise.” Tidmouth looked up at her and smiled, thankfully. “But…” His smile dropped. “I want you to promise not to steal anyone’s socks again.” Tidmouth quickly nodded. “Good. Now… perhaps you can tell me what it is you wanted to do with these in the first place.”

She pulled the star-print socks from behind her back and dangled them tantalisingly in front of Tidmouth. His pupils shrank as he looked up at them and he unconsciously went to grab them. Twilight quickly pulled them back “Ah-ah! I want you to tell me first…”

Tidmouth stammered quietly “W-well… I like to… smell them.”

Twilight lifted them closer to her nose and sniffed. She pulled them away and comically fanned the air. “Pee-yew! You must be crazy, Tidmouth. These babies stink!” Tidmouth flushed with embarrassment and looked back down at the floor. Twilight grinned “But if you like the smell… then I guess I can let you borrow them.”

Tidmouth perked back up and reached out again, but once more Twilight whisked them out of his reach. “Actually, no… I’ve got a better idea. Take off your pants and lay down on the bed. Tidmouth gave her an unsure look but she flashed him an encouraging smile and he did as he was told.

Twilight kicked off her slippers and also got onto the bed, sitting opposite him. Tidmouth looked at her, still not sure what her ‘better idea’ entailed. Twilight grinned devilishly at him as she pulled her own used sock over her left foot and gently pulled it up to its full length. Tidmouth shuddered with ecstasy as he watched her, his cock hardening with anticipation. He breathed in short, sharp gasps as she started pulling on the other sock, going excruciatingly slow so as to tease him as much as possible. He went to grab his throbbing boner, but Twilight smacked his hand away. “Ah! Not yet. We’ve barely gotten started yet. You’ve not even said hello to… the girls.” Before he could even question what she meant, Twilight scooted herself toward him and planted her socked feet on his face.

Tidmouth groaned passionately as he smelled the sweat-soaked material. He was in absolute bliss. Never in his wildest dreams did he ever think a girl would be willingly shoving her socks in his face, let alone the girl he loved more than anyone else. Not only did her socks smell amazing the sensation of having her warm, sweaty feet inside them was unparalleled.

Twilight hummed happily, seeing how much Tidmouth was enjoying himself, and she pulled her feet away from his face. “How was that?” she asked. Tidmouth just panted and smiled drunkenly at her. Twilight looked down at his crotch. His penis was throbbing wildly with excitement. She scooted back down the bed a little. Tidmouth looked down at her. He thought that she was backing out, but he was wrong. She put her socked feet around his erect cock and slowly started to give him a footjob.

Tidmouth threw his head back and moaned at the sensation. His head was spinning with adoration. “The girl I love is jerking me off… with her feet. I love her… so much!” Tidmouth could feel his orgasm approaching. “Twilight! I- I’m…!

Twilight held her feet up in front of him. “Go on! Finish yourself off and cum all over my stinky socks, …you dirty boy!” Tidmouth grabbed his cock and frantically wanked himself to the finish line. His cock pulsed sending streams of cum all over Twilight’s socked feet.

Tidmouth lay back breathing heavily. Twilight peeled off her cum-covered stockings and lay down beside him, curling her arms around him cherishingly.

“That… was the best orgasm of my life.” Said Tidmouth.

“Best orgasm of your life, so far.” Corrected Twilight, booping him on the nose.

Tidmouth looked into her eyes. “I love you, Twilight.”

“I love you too, Tidmouth.” The two smiled and leant in for a passionate kiss.