One Night as Another

The pamphlet Stellar Flare had studied for the entire train ride to Ponyville had convinced her that Dusty's Den was the closest place to go to. It was a five-story building that looked a rather rustic, brick-red from the outside, but now that she was inside, the place was mostly just barren.

A bored clerk sat at the front desk, writing in some kind of black book.

Firelight - or rather, the stallion inhabiting him - seemed increasingly nervous ever since they'd left Sweet Apple Acres. Stellar Flare smiled at the hapless stallion as she coaxed him up to the front desk.

He finally managed to make it up to the desk, his eyes darting every which way, as if he didn't know where to look. "C-c-can we get a room, please?" he finally croaked out.

"A room for two?" the mare asked, not even looking up from the little black book. "Are you a part of the Apple party?"

"We are!" Stellar replied cheerfully.

"Rooms are already paid for, then." She dropped her pen and fished out two keys from a drawer. "Your room is on the fourth floor, go up the stairs to your left, and then it's the second door on the right."

"T-t-thank you!" Firelight took the keys from the mare with a shaky hoof.

"You heard the mare," Stellar said, gesturing toward the stairs. "Lead the way, handsome."

His cheeks flushed red as he hesitated for a moment and then began walking. This proved to be a great choice for Stellar, as his tool had started descending from his sheathe and she finally got an eye-full of what Firelight was packing. It wasn't yet fully erect, but she could already tell it was going to feel amazing when it pounded into her. Which hopefully wouldn't take too long.

The motion of his hips as they ascended the stairs caused it to bob back and forth gently, and she followed behind at just enough distance that she could keep her eyes glued to it. She was so distracted that when he suddenly stopped at their room, she ran snout-first into his backside, getting a solid whiff of the musky scent coming off of him. It was almost enough for her to shove him down right in the hall and take him.

But instead, she stuck her tongue out and ran it along his scrotum.

"Starlight!?" he yelped, fumbling with the keys and dropping them on the floor. "Can you at least wait until we get inside?"

Stellar smiled. His mannerisms were nothing like the real Firelight, but the way he had just yelped Starlight's name sounded so incredibly like the real Firelight whenever Starlight had surprised him. It warmed her heart a little bit.

No, wait. That wasn't her heart, just the fire of desperation inside of her. Her fantasies usually involved taboos of one kind or another, and she had to admit being in Starlight's body was only making her even hornier. This was certainly not one of her usual fantasies. She never would have imagined this outcome.

"What makes you think I would want to wait?" she replied, her voice getting husky with seduction.

She could see him visibly trembling as he picked up one of the keys and opened the door. Suddenly the memory of Poplar Grove, her late husband, came to her mind. It was just like how he'd nervously unlocked the door to their honeymoon suite in Las Pegasus. A flood of memories of that night came back to her.

The sense of absolute control as she'd gently led him through the motions of sex for the first time. The embarassment that led him to fumble his way through the first penetration. How he was utterly overwhelmed by the new sensations. And the look of esctasy on his face when he hit his peak.

Her arousal began to run down her thighs, dragging her back to the present. That was an experience Stellar had never had before. Was Starlight a squirter? Her body certainly got wetter than Stellar's own ever did. Or was she just hornier than she'd ever been? Was it the memory of Poplar that had done it?

It took almost an entire minute for Firelight to open the door as he nervously fumbled with the key. The moment the door was open, she shoved him inside, pinning him to the floor and kissing him passionately. He didn't seem to reciprocate at first, trying initially to speak around her muzzle - an attempt she didn't intend to let him succeed at. When he finally began returning the kiss, his technique was awkward and amateurish.

Stellar pulled back. She'd wanted Firelight so bad, ever since Poplar died. Now that she had him pinned beneath her, even though it was the form of the strong-willed, gorgeous hunk of stallion that was Firelight, in this stallion's hesitant, trembling state she couldn't help but see the innocent, vulnerable virgin Poplar had been on their wedding night. Conflicting desires bubbled up as she fought between the rough ride she'd wanted to get tonight, and the tender, loving experience she'd gotten from her husband all those years ago.

Looking into the fearful but determined eyes of the stallion beneath her, the decision was clear. This stallion was not capable of giving her the rough treatment she wanted. But maybe his innocent nature would give her something that was better than that: a moment to relive her first time with her first love.

"This is your first time, isn't it?" she said gently, still laying across his chest in the hallway.

The question seemed to hurt him. Tears began welling up in his eyes. "Is it that obvious?" he replied, his tremulous voice breaking.

"It's okay," she said, running a hoof through his mane comfortingly. "I kinda like that. Come on, let's go inside and get comfortable."

Starlight watched through the window as her quarry stopped at the second door on the right.

Room 403! That was the room they were in.

Starlight rubbed her hooves together as she descended from the 4th story window. She didn't have much time before it would be too late. Thunderlane was still unconscious on the ground. She hadn't found any evidence of any broken bones, and had no way to wake him, so she dragged him behind a bush and left him there. He wouldn't know the difference when he awoke. Probably.

The bell chimed as she burst through the doors to the front lobby and made a beeline for the stairs.

"Excuse me, miss!" the mare at the front desk shouted. "You can't go up there!"

Starlight stopped, one hoof on the stairs. "Why not?" she inquired.

"The entire hotel is currently being rented by a client. If you aren't with the client, you will need to leave." The client, obviously, being Sweet Apple Acres.

"But I am with the client."

"Sorry, miss. If you don't have a partner, the client doesn't recognize you as a valid guest."

"Sweet, merciful Celestia," Starlight cursed. "Alright, I'll go get him."

She went back outside. Thunderlane was on his feet, now, but was staggering about in confusion.

"Thunder!" Starlight hissed from the doorway. "Come on!"

The disoriented stallion stared at her for a moment before staggering toward her. His gait steadily improved as he reoriented himself. "Right," he mumbled. "Right, I almost forgot why I was here."

Starlight dragged Thunderlane into the lobby. "My partner!" she declared. "Now, can you give us a room on the fourth floor?"

The clerk nodded, pulling open a drawer and fishing around for keys. Starlight tapped a hoof impatiently on the desk.

"Hmm," the clerk murmured. "I only have room 412 available," she said, lifting the keys from the tray. "Up the staircase to your right, second door on the right."

Starlight didn't even wait for her to set them down, snatching them right out of the clerk's hoof. "Thanks!" she shouted, dashing toward the stairs.

"Wait up," Thunderlane called behind her, still moving sluggishly.

The fourth floor was only a few quick bounds up the stairs. Starlight tried to flap her wings to help her climb them more quickly, but rapidly learned that smacking her wings into the walls of the stairwell hurt. A lot. She was also really starting to feel winded. Fluttershy's form was not exactly built for this kind of activity.

Something on the floor caught her eye as she turned away from the stairs and toward the fourth floor hallway - a room key. Right in front of Room 403! One of them must have dropped it!

She scooped up the key and immediately started trying to unlock the door, but before she could even get the key to the keyhole, somepony was shoving her down the hall.

"Wrong room, miss," Thunderlane said, chuckling. "I know you're in a hurry to get to the action, but you took the wrong flight of stairs. Our room is going to be up there on the left."

Starlight stared, aghast, as her objective grew more distant. After what she'd already done to the poor soul, she couldn't just shove him away. And she couldn't blow her cover, either!

Sunburst gasped as Starlight, her body illuminated only by a pale orange light from two lamps at either side of the headboard, pressed him down onto the bed. She straddled his knees, kissing his lips forcefully as he head came to rest against a pillow that was far thicker and fluffier than he would ever willingly use to sleep on.

He kissed her back, uncertain in his technique, but not wanting to leave her hanging. Her tongue forced its way into his mouth as her chest came to rest against his, and after a moment, she pulled away.

"Oh goddess," he moaned. "I never thought we would ever do this."

"I know," Starlight said, smiling down at him. "It's not exactly what I imagined, but it's just as wonderful."

Sunburst's heart dropped briefly at the first part of that statement, only to rebound completely at the second.

... But he was completely unsure of how to proceed. He simply gazed into her eyes, lost in the deep purple of Starlight's orbs. The mare he loved had orchestrated this entire fiasco just to sleep with him.

A touch against his erection caused him to jump. He looked down and saw Starlight's hoof rubbing gently against the deep purple of his shaft.

"Relax," she said, soothingly. "Let momma take care of you."

Her hoof continued to stroke up and down his shaft. Sunburst was weirded out by her choice of dirty talk, but he wasn't about to kink-shame her. And he figured if he wanted to be with her, he would have to get used to it. He could certainly get used to her soft touch on his sensitive bits, that was for sure.

"First, we need to get you ready." Her voice was nearly melodic in nature, soothing his frayed nerves. "Are you okay?"

"We're okay," he replied, trembling.

With that, her head began to wander downward, and her tongue teasing along the thin fur of his chest until it reached the very tip of his cock. She gazed up at him through lidded eyes as she gave it a slow, teasing lick up along the slit. A clear strand of pre-cum from his raging arousal stuck to her tongue, stretching out several inches before breaking.

For the first time in Sunburst's life, as his eyes locked with hers, he understood what it meant to feel truly wanted by a lusty mare. His heart, already threatening to pound right out of his chest, began to thump even faster in anticipation.

Starlight gave several more lascivious swabs of his cockhead before diving upon it completely. Sunburst had never in his life felt a warmth completely enveloping his penis before, but now he was sure he never wanted it to leave.

He groaned unintelligibly with the pleasure. Starlight clearly knew what she was doing, taking him all the way to his medial ring without any preparation at all. His entire shaft was squeezed into the back of her throat, a wave of muscular motion stroking him repeatedly as she tried to swallow the entire thing.

Unfortunately, Sunburst was not used to this kind of stimulation. A familiar tightness in his groin began building - the telltale sign of an impending orgasm. If he blew his load, the whole night would end, just like that. He knew from countless years of self-pleasure that his refractory period was just too long.

His eyes went wide. "S—stop," he forced out between gasping breaths. "If you keep doing that, I'm gonna—"

"Give me just a minute to wash up before we continue," Starlight sing-songed, slipping into the bathroom.

As the door closed, she coughed a couple of times, then scraped her tongue against her teeth to pull the clinging remnants of Thunderlane's cum from her taste buds. She wasn't sure what kind of diet the Wonderbolt regimen required, but the resultant taste left a lot to be desired.

Starlight turned on the shower to create some noise. It would give her time to think, and hopefully stop him from simply barging in on her. Not a foolproof plan, as the whole point of the party was sex, and everypony knew and expected everypony else to just go along with it.

As a result, Thunderlane - or whoever he really was - hadn't given her any opportunity to leave, and after smashing him into the side of the inn, she didn't want to leave him completely hanging, either. So, the logical next step had been to just let him get it out of his system.

The result was the fastest, most desperate blowjob she'd ever given a stallion.

The worst part was that she actually wanted to keep going with him. His cock was a glorious specimen, and her pussy was burning with desire. If she hadn't had other, much higher priorities, she would fuck him until Fluttershy couldn't walk straight in the morning!

Besides, she knew she was too late. Even if it wasn't herself or her father in spirit, it was still their bodies in the flesh. There was no way she could stop them from where she was now, assuming they weren't already doing it. At this point, her biggest hope, if she could find a temporary escape, was to stop them before they went too far. But that all depended on finding a way to get away from Thunderlane.

A cup next to the sink caught her eye. She filled it enough to take a mouthful, and then swished it around in her mouth, and spat the cummy remains down the drain. It helped with the foul taste immensely, so she filled the cup and drank some down, trying to wash the slimy sensation from her throat.

As she filled the cup again, she peered up at the mirror. Fluttershy's mane was a mess, and her face was streaked in cum. She'd never thought of Fluttershy as a slut before, but the vision in front of her wasn't likely to disappear any time soon. Something else caught her eye... this bathroom had a window!

She clambered up onto the toilet and checked the frame. The glass was frosted over, so no pegasus ponies could do a fly-by peeping, but there was a lock, which meant it should be able to open.

With the flick of a hoof, the latch sprung open, and Starlight hoisted herself up through the narrow window frame. She was barely able to squeeze through it, but it worked! She was outside the room, and could now put a stop to the activities over in room 403!