Pinkie and Dinky Do Eachother

Pinkie Pie was enjoying her day off. It was bright, it was sunny, she could hear ponies having sex in their homes all over the place and a few were openly having sex outside behind buildings. Actually, something was going on around town, heat never hit this bad. Well it wasn’t Pinkie’s problem because her only problem was in trying to enjoy the day, and if she was lucky making a few ponies smile, smile, smile.

If she got laid in the process well that was just a bonus.

Looking around town she wasn’t really sure what she was going to do out here. She’d even caught Ditzy Doo and Carrot Top going into a little shop, they looked a little too interested in each other to notice her. Those two were really cute together, but it did make her think of a certain filly who was out there doing who knows what.

Speaking of sexy little fillies who needed an adult, she saw the cutie mark crusaders outside and looking a little frustrated. Pinkie Pie snuck up behind a building to spy on them. If they were frustrated she knew a few ways to help out. After all she was always willing to lend a helping hoof to a filly in need, or a helping mouth in some cases.

She noticed the three of them were all staring at Dinky Doo, Ditzy and Carrot Top’s kid. Applebloom was the first to speak. “Listen, Ah know yer bored, the rest of us are too, but Ah don’t think you’d like to play our game.”

Dinky replied. “That’s okay, we can play Go Fish. I really like Go Fish.”

Scootaloo nodded. “We know. It’s like the only game you know how to play.”

Dinky frowned. “I know how to play other games too. I know how to play Happy Families, Quartet, and Pai Hong.”

Applebloom pulled at her ears. “That’s just different names for the same game.”

Dinky raised a hoof. “Nuh-uh, you see these games differ in goals, styles and play. In Happy Families for example you have a special deck of cards-“

As Dinky went on a ramble that was not only all too cute, but reminded Pinkie Pie of her favorite sister in a weird way, she caught the eye of Sweetie Belle. Sweetie Belle smiled and beckoned for Pinkie to come over. Pinkie had no other plans so she hopped over to them. “Hiya, girls.”

Sweetie smiled up at her and then over at Dinky. “Dinky, I know you’re upset because we can’t play with you right now. I’m really sorry. But Pinkie here will play with you. She’s really good at playing with fillies.”

Pinkie Pie giggled. “I am.” Pinkie blinked. “Wait, I am?”

By the time she looked around the Cutiemark Crusaders were gone. She could see them down the road running away at a full gallop and leaving Dinky and Pinky behind. Dinky let out a sigh, her eyes became glossy wet and her smile faded completely. “I guess they don’t like me.”

Pinkie Pie couldn’t have a sad filly. “Of course they like you, they just don’t know how to enjoy you.”

Dinky looked up at her. “It’s okay. Nopony likes card games.”

Pinkie Pie giggled. “I do.”

Dinky’s eyes widened. Her lips curled up in a hint of a smile. “Y-you do?”

Pinkie Pie leaned forward, her face growing dangerously close to Dinky’s. “Of course I do. You can tell me all about them and even teach me some if you want. Oh and I’ll teach you some card games I know. Have you ever heard of poker?”

Dinky’s eyes met Pinkies and she noticed an almost dangerous look to them. “No, I have never heard of this ‘pokar’ what is it? Can you bet in it?”

Oh, this filly was shrewd. She was trying to play Pinkie as a fool. Well if it cheered her up she would play along. “Of course you can. Wanna learn to play?”

Dinky smiled. “I would love to. Oh, but I don’t have any cards with me.”

Pinkie Pie lowered her head, slid underneath Dinky, and for just a brief moment felt the filly’s innocent marehood brush against her face as the filly ended up being scooped up and deposited on Pinkie’s back. “I have cards, come with me, and you’ll be in a world of pure imagination!”

Pinkie Pie began bouncing back toward her home. With a new, young, innocent friend on her back, and the goal to play card games and cheer this filly up, she was going to enjoy herself. Very much so in fact.

Once they had gotten back to Pinkie’s room, which was easy since the Cake’s were still in their room nosily having sex. In fact when Pinkie paused to listen in, the wet slaps of their hips, the grunts and groans and the sound of the bed creaking were all music to her ears. Dinky’s entire face was turning bright red as they listened in. Pinkie glanced at her. “You wanna know what they’re doing?”

“I-I shouldn’t.”

“I could teach you.”

Dinky looked at her. “Teach me?”

Pinkie could feel something damp against her back from where Dinky was sitting. She was getting turned on. Oh this was a good sign. Now she just needed to build trust with Dinky so she could explore a new kind of friendship. Pinkie decided not to hover around too long, if the Cakes saw pinkie with a filly they’d make her take the thing home.

Pinkie went up to her room and set Dinky down on the bed. “I’ll teach you all kinds of fun games.” She ducked under her bed and pulled out a pack of playing cards. “Like poker.”

“Right,” Dinky looked a little nervous but otherwise not uncomfortable. “I’ve never been in a grownups room alone before.”

“Just don’t tell your moms and we’re okay.’

“A-alright.”

Oh yes, Pinkie was going to enjoy this a whole lot more than she should. She almost felt bad even, almost. There was something in the air though, a sort of dizzy lust that made Pinkie not care so much for the idea of consequences. No, she just wanted to molest the fun out of this filly, or more rather molest the fun into her.

They spread the cards onto the bed, shuffled a deck together and Pinkie got to work teaching Dinky how to play poker. Just like she thought though, Dinky knew how to play, and she was good. In fact she was so good that for once in her life, she was losing a game, and hard.

After poker they moved to play Go Fish, and several of its variations. Finally, they played War, and Pinkie still lost. It seemed no matter what game they played she couldn’t win. All the while every time things got a little too quiet they heard the steady rhythm of those ponies downstairs rutting each other’s brains out. Each time Dinky’s face would turn bright red.

Eventually Pinkie had to concede. “I’ll never win. You’re just too good.”

Dinky swallowed. “I know. It’s not fair. I know every card game in Ponyville, and I’ve mastered them all… I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s okay. I just want you to have fun.”

Dinky seemed to grow a little quiet. “I want you to have fun too. What if we played another game, one without cards?”

Pinkie pondered that too. “Hmm, I know a lot of fun games we could play.”

“What about the one the ponies d-downstairs are playing?”

Pinkie looked at her. “Do you know what they’re playing?”

Dinky looked away shyly. “N-no.”

“Dinky, if you keep lying to me, I won’t have any fun.”

“Are they… making love?”

Pinkie Pie nodded. “Yeppers, and that’s the best game that I know.”

Dinky seemed to listen in. “They’ve been playing for a while.”

“It’s a little too fun. Once you start playing you don’t want to stop. The CMC are probably playing sex in their clubhouse right now. It’s their favorite game too.”

“It is!” Dinky sat upright. “W-wait, is that why they don’t want to play with me? Because I don’t know how to play sex?”

“Maybe? They don’t want to make you feel weird, the first time you play is always a little awkward.”

“If I learned to play would they be my friends?”

“I’m sure they’re already your friends.”

“Will they hang out with me?”

Pinkie nodded. “I’m sure they would.’

Dinky put her hooves firmly on the bed. “Then, I want to learn. C-can you teach me how to play sex?”

“Okay, I’ll teach you how to make love, or as some say, have sex.” Pinkie pondered for a moment herself. What was the best way to teach a young, nubile and innocent filly how to have sex. She wished she could ask half her friends for advice but she probably wasn’t supposed to know they were all filly foolers in the literal sense.

Well she’d just have to figure it out the old-fashioned way. “The first thing we should probably do is snuggle up on the bed. Lay down and I’ll cuddle the fuck out of you.”

“Pinkie, you swore!”

“Sorry, um, it happens in sex sometimes. You just feel so good swears come out. I’ll try not to do it again.”

Pinkie Pie climbed up onto the bed and using a leg helped push Dinky onto her side. Once the two of them were close, and with Pinkie’s leg caressing the side of Dinky’s leg, she felt it as her heart raced. She was going to do this, she was going to take a filly’s innocence. She couldn’t be more excited.

Dinky’s face was only a few inches from Pinkie’s. Her cheeks were burning a bright red. “Pinkie… the others don’t like me do they?”

“Of course they do.” Pinkie promised as she slid her hoof down over that small side and toward the place where Dinky would one day get a cutie mark.

“I don’t think anypony likes me.”

Pinkie could sense the hurt in the filly’s heart. “I like you.”

“You do?”

Pinkie smiled. “I’m going to show you how much I like you.” She leaned forward and pressed her lips against Dinky’s. For a moment the filly froze, clearly shocked and unsure of what was happening. Pinkie continued kissing her, time and time again, soon enough Dinky caught on and began kissing back. It was sloppy, and she wasn’t very good at it yet, but she was trying her best, bless her heart.

Meanwhile Pinkie’s hoof slide over the hill of Dinky’s ass and gave it a gentle squeeze. Dinky gasped but any words she might have were cut off when Pinkie shoved her tongue into the filly’s mouth. She felt the filly’s mouth stuffed with her tongue, tasted the sweet hint of grape flavor. Once Pinkie Pie pulled her tongue back the poor filly had to take a breather, which was fine because it gave Pinkie the chance to massage that small tight rear.

Dinky spoke, “That was, that felt really good. I’m all warm now.”

Pinkie smiled at her. “Oh it’s about to get a lot hotter. You’ll love it, trust me.”

Dinky met Pinkie’s eyes. “You really do like me, don’t you? To kiss me, like that, that’s what grownup ponies do when they like each other.”

“Yepperdoodles, you caught me. I have a crush on you.” Pinkie kissed her once more. “Now let me show you how much I love you.”

Pinkie pushed Dinky onto her back so that she could get easier access to the hole she wanted to play with. Her hoof slid down the soft belly, past the belly button, in between Dinky’s legs and then grabbed her dripping filly hood. Dinky gasped again, her head shot back as if she was already close to cumming. She wouldn’t get off that easy though.

Pinkie began rubbing her hoof over those small petals. Dinky gasped and groaned. Her hooves reached down to grab Pinkie’s but she didn’t stop Pinkie, all she did was hold Pinkie’s hoof against herself. “W-what are you doing?”

“I’m massaging your pussy. Making you feel pretty good right?”

“Y-yes.”

Pinkie rubbed a little faster, and the filly’s eyes rolled back and she let out a tiny, desperate squeak as her body began shaking. Pinkie pulled her hoof back and waited as the filly shook and trembled from her first orgasm. She expected the filly to pee herself, but when that didn’t happen, she smiled. Most fillies would pee themselves after the first orgasm but Dinky was something special. She held out like a strong pony, and now, with Pinkie burning up herself, she wanted to have some fun.

Pinkie Pie sat up and then lifted a leg up and over Dinky. She moved herself over Dinky and sat down exposing her drooling nethers to the filly and letting her wet legs smoosh into Dinky’s fur. “Okay, now you do me.”

Dinky was staring right at Pinkie’s ass. It took a moment but she slowly moved her hoof up to Pinkie’s slit and began to rub that tiny hoof against it. Pinkie cooed as the filly did her best to please Pinkie. Her motions were sloppy, and her technique nonexistent but the filly kept working at it. Her hooves worked deeper into Pinkie’s flesh and made the mare moan with surprising ease. The sounds of Pinkie’s lust seemed to spur the filly forward, her hoof getting more energetic and rubbing faster.

Pinkie threw her head back. “Faster, goddess yes, faster!”

Dinky did as she was told, and rubbed Pinkie’s marehood faster and harder still. The wet schlicking sound filled the room as Pinkie’s hole was gushing forth love juice to make it more slippery. Pinkie bit her lower lip. She was close now. The unicorn filly beneath her was doing great. Just a little bit more and Pinkie would burst.

Pinkie felt it. Her body tensed up, and she let out an ear-piercing shriek as her body exploded with hot fiery pleasure. Pinkie’s marehood shot forth a geyser of love juice, spraying it all over the filly’s chest and face and hoof. Pinkie lost herself into the powerful orgasm and shot her head down taking one lick of that filly’s tiny drooling lips. Dinky groaned from the extra pleasure so Pinkie licked again, this time deeper.

Dinky kept rubbing Pinkie’s cunt, making her orgasm a second time. Pinkie wasn’t done she was so horny, so hungry. She licked faster and harder, making the filly’s motions more sloppy as she moaned again. Pinkie’s tongue dug in deep, slipping into the filly’s hole and stuffing it full of her tongue. Dinky let out a loud crying moan of lust and her hole tightened around Pinky’s tongue as a second orgasm shot through her. Pinkie pulled back just in time as a third orgasm hit Pinkie. Dinky’s hoof fell and she lay there panting, gasping for air. Her little nethers tensed and a stream of golden liquid shot out. The second orgasm had been harder on the filly and this time she really did pee herself, as well as Pinkie’s bed.

Pinkie didn’t mind, it gave her something to drink. Though she only sampled a little of the flavor, she could taste the bitter flavor with a hint of grape. She was happy to have such a young, innocent filly pissing on her bed.

Pinkie got off of Dinky, and then laid back down next to the filly, pulling her into a tight snuggly embrace. “I’m going to love you forever, Dinky. We’ll be the best of friends.”

Dinky was still out of it. Yet she snuggled back. She didn’t have to speak any words, for Pinkie could already tell, this filly was in love with her too. Pinkie Pie looked up at the window next to her bed to see Ditzy Doo herself watching them, her hoof was firmly stuck between her legs as she was masturbating to the sight of her own daughter being violated and molested. Their eyes met and Pinkie spoke, “You can come in, this party’s only just beginning.”

Author's Note

Some of the inspiration for this one is from an old, old story about Pinkie taking Diamond and Silver up to her room for a birthday surprise. Though done in a different style, and in my opinion Dinky and Ditzy make for much better partners. Though I'm sure the truly astute of you may notice the hints toward a certain popularized series of animations presented by a rainbow Pegasus.