Flitter, My Love

Flitter, My Love

In the skies of the quiet, peaceful town of Ponyville, a pegasus was getting ready for a trip she had planned with her coltfriend. The lilac pony had been planning the trip for weeks, and now that the time had finally come, she was as giddy as a schoolfilly. She was giggling as she was in some lingerie underwear meant for her coltfriend, packing any clothes she thought he would find attractive for the trip. The entire time, she was unaware that another pony related to her was behind her back, glaring at her.

“Happy are we?” The pony leaning against the doorframe asked in an upset tone, crossing her arms and dressed in a more modest set of clothes. This pony had been upset for quite some time now, upset that while her sister had a coltfriend and was going to enjoy a week-long trip with him, she was being forced to watch the stallion’s little brother for the entire time.

Stopping her giggling, Cloudchaser confronted her little sister. “Oh come on Flitter, you know how much this trip means to me.”

“Yeah, I know, but why do I have to watch his little brother?”

Picking up one of the dresses she had picked out, Cloudchaser responded. “Because, everypony else was too busy this week to watch over him. Besides, with you having the entire week off from work, and with how much Rumble enjoys spending time with you, it would be perfect for him to stay here… Do you think Thunderlane will appreciate me wearing this?” She asked her sister as she held the dress up to her chest.

“If you mean if he thinks you look slutty enough, probably.”

With a roll of the eyes, Cloudchaser took the answer as a yes and packed the dress into the suitcase. She knew her sister hadn’t really meant it, as she knew the real cause of the answer. “Look, I know you’re upset that you don’t have anypony special to spend time with Flitter, but do you really have to take it out on me?”

Flitter glanced away from her sister, uncomfortable with how Cloudchaser was looking at her. “Well sorry for not being pretty enough to attract somepony…”

“Oh come off it Flitter.” Cloudchaser told her sister as she walked up to her. Wrapping her arms around her little sister, she whispered, “We both know the reason why you can’t attract anypony is because you’re too busy in your room playing with yourself.”

Getting red at the tip of her ears, Flitter pushed her sister away. “H-How dare you! I don’t do such things!”

Chuckling at how red her sister’s face was getting, Cloudchaser was able to reply. “Is that so? Then how do you explain me finding one of your special ‘toys’ underneath your bed when I was cleaning?”

“W-Wha- Nopony asked you to go through my things!” Flitter exclaimed, pointing an accusing finger at her sister as her face began to turn red like no end.

Before Cloudchaser could come up with anything more to humiliate her sister, the house was filled the sound of a doorbell being pushed. “Oh, are they already here? Flitter, could you be a dear and go greet them while I get finished dressing and packing?”

Flitter grumbled underneath her breath, wanting to tell off her sister. She decided against it and went to greet their guests.

Earlier that morning, on the other side of the town, were two brother pegasi getting ready for their own adventures. The elder one, named Thunderlane, had been packing some of his clothes into a suitcase for his week-long trip he had planned with his fillyfriend. The younger, named Rumble, was also getting ready in the same fashion.

Rumble was to spend the week with the younger sister of his brother’s fillyfriend. He hadn’t mind this at all though, in fact, he secretly loved it. He hadn’t told anypony this, but, the truth was that he actually had a deep crush on the younger sister. Although they were about eight years apart in age, his eleven year old self fell heads over hooves for the mare the first time he had laid eyes on her. She was really all he could think about when he had the chance, everytime he as alone in the house he would always have arousing dreams of that one special mare.

Even now, as he was packing away some shorts, he was thinking of her giving him a deep, passionate kiss as she slowly slid her hand down his stomach towards his crotch. He stuck his lips out and closed his eyes in a humorous manner, and began to make obscene noises as if the imaginary Flitter was really there in front of him. As he stuck his tongue out and began to swish it around to match the imaginary Flitter’s, his breath had become more ragged as his hand pretending to be Flitter’s had finally crept its way into his pants. Gently touching himself to the touch of the imaginary mare, he-

“Hey bro, you almost ready?”

Shocking his brother out of his satisfying daydream, Rumble quickly pulled his hand out, his face an obvious beet red. “Y-Yeah, I’m ready!” He said back, trying to avoid any type of eye contact with his brother.

“Well come on then. Cloudchaser and I have to be out of here by ten if we want to reach Las Pegasus by tonight meaning we need to get you to their house pretty soon.”

“A-Alright big brother, I’ll be right there.” Rumble answered, finally calmed down enough to be able to finish packing his things and closing the suitcase. Grabbing the suitcase by the handle and following his brother, the two were out the door and on their way to the home of their loves.

“So this is the number to the hotel we’ll be staying at. If there’s any trouble at all, please call us.” Cloudchaser told her sister as she pointed a piece of paper she had given her. Rolling her eyes, Flitter simply brushed it off having already gone through all of this with her sister before. “Here’s a list of-“

“Sis, I know, we’ve been over this already. The list is of food we have in the fridge along with some money for any groceries and all that.”

Giving a small smile to her younger sister, Cloudchaser pulled Flitter in for a hug. “Sorry sis, just want to make sure you have everything you need.” She said softly, before letting her go and picking up her suitcase. “Well, I suppose we should get going, otherwise we’ll be flying in the dark.”

Crouching down to his brother’s level, Thunderlane stretched a hand out and began to rustle up his brother’s mane. “Now don’t give Flitter any trouble, you hear?”

“Yes big brother…”

“Good.” He simply said with a smile, leaving his brother and Flitter alone as the couple headed out to enjoy their vacation. Finally, Flitter and Rumble were all alone.

“It’s a couple of hours away from lunch, so what do you want to do in the mean time?” Flitter asked the young colt.

Rumble fidgeted a bit, becoming more and more nervous now that he was alone with his sevret love. “I-I brought my PBOX 690 and a couple of games that we could play together…”

“Oh really? That sounds like fun. First things first though. We should probably go show you where you’ll be sleeping for the week.”

“O-Okay.”

It didn’t take long for them to find out where he would be sleeping. As they did so, Flitter had gone to change into something more comfortable while Rumble had gone back into the living room to set up the gaming system. While he was connecting the various wires where they were need for the gaming system, Rumble had turned his head to the sound of his crush entering the room, and immediately became flustered.

She had changed from her modest set of clothes that she wore just so she wouldn’t embarrass her sister, to a white tank top and some jean short-short with her mane tied back in a ponytail. She hadn’t really thought of the consequences of wearing such clothes, as Rumble had guessed that she thought he was still too young and naïve enough for him to not be turned on. She looked over at him and saw that his entire face was red. “Hey, you alright kid?”

Rumble quickly turned back to the gaming system and began to nod vigorously. Without speaking another word, he finished setting up the system and placed the game in, then went over to the couch and sat down, trying his best not to glance over in Flitter’s direction. Flitter on the other hand, sat herself down right next to Rumble, placing her arms on the back of the couch and placing one of her legs over the other as she watched the system on the TV start up. “So whatcha playing?” She asked casually.

“M-Modern W-W-Warmare 3…” He answered nervously, trying his very best not to glance in the direction of Flitter’s chest. He had failed a few times though and had peeked a glance, noticing that she hadn’t been wearing a bra due to the heat in the day that was to come. He gulped, every instinct in his body telling him to go and pounce her. He could just imagine himself tearing the tank top off and rubbing his face into that small mountain range, but it took every single bit of willpower he had to not do so.

As the title screen popped up, Flitter mumbled under her breath about how ridiculous she thought it was that how obsessed colts were with the latest war games. For a while she watched Rumble play against some other ponies over the ponynet, and as she watched it more and more, she began to feel an urge to play as well. “Hey…” She said softly. “You wouldn’t happen to have a second controller, would you?”

Still looking at the television, Rumble nodded. “Y-Yeah, it’s in my bag… Do… Do you want to play with me?”

“Only if you want me to kid.”

Rumble nodded again, and quit the game he was in to go back to the main menu. He got off the couch and went over to where the bag that had all of his games and controllers in and got a second one out, plugging it into the system and handing it to Flitter. After doing so, he began to explain the controls to her so she would be able to play. After he had explained the controls and selected the map they were going to play on, the game went on as expected. Rumble began to dominate Flitter right away with the skills he had picked up over the years playing games like this one, while Flitter began to grumble more and more about how unfair it was how much she was dying as time went on.

The entire time they were playing, Rumble was becoming more and more distracted by Flitter’s sitting position. She had been leaning forward the entire time, and had unconsciously made it possible for Rumble to see her bare breasts as the tank top gave him enough room to see. That wasn’t all though, as the only pair of panties she had that had been clean were a thong-type, and while she played, it had been riding up in her crack. She would constantly have to readjust the panties to get more comfortable, not aware that Rumble was staring at her bottom that her tail failed to protect each time she did so.

In some of his fantasies, Rumble would dream of sticking his hand down the backside of Flitter’s pants, and now, with her being as exposed as she was, he was contemplating to carry out that fantasy. He slowly began to creep his hand across the couch towards Flitter’s bottom, reaching out for her delicate coat and began to carefully caress it. Flitter had been too engrossed in the game to notice that Rumble had just successfully been able to slowly move his hand across her coat above her crack. As his hand moved closer and closer to entering her pants along her crack, he began to move two of his fingers in a circular motion right below where her tail was, all the while his own pants feeling tighter with each passing second.

Flitter, sadly, wasn’t responding to any of his advances, thinking that his hand was a bug or something and tried to swat it away with her other hand. Rumble didn’t give up though, and was determined to stick to the plan of sticking his hand down her pants. He had finally stopped rubbing his fingers below the tail again and, with one last gulp, began his journey into the pants. Moving down the line, he enjoyed every second of it, having the feeling of his hand slowly being swallowed up between Flitter’s body and the soft silky feel of the panties. Closer and closer, with each ticking millisecond, he was getting closer to-

“Yes!”

Rumble let out a high-pitch squeal, thinking he had been caught. He pulled his hand out of her pants before Flitter could realize what was happening and began to breathe heavily. ‘Please don’t get mad, please don’t get mad!’ He repeated in his thoughts as he shut his eyes tight.

“Did you see that?!” Flitter continued. She was apparently cheering at the fact that she had just killed Rumble in the game, not realizing he hadn’t been focusing on it for the last few seconds. “Right through the head! Booyah!”

When Rumble realized what was happening, he opened his eyes and let out a sigh of relief. He had nearly soiled himself, so scared thinking that he had been caught. “Hehe, y-you sure got me.” He said with a nervous chuckle. Letting out another sigh, he began to focus on the game once more, upset he couldn’t have gone farther.

After a couple more rounds of playing together, it was obvious that by getting killed constantly, that Flitter was becoming more upset with each respawn. Not wanting to upset his love, Rumble suggested that they play something else, which she gladly agreed to.

He began to through his pack trying to find a more suitable game for them while Flitter tried taking the current game out of the system. Unfortunately, she never had a PBOX before, so she wasn’t sure how to get the game out. “Hey Rumble?” She called out. “How do I get the game out of here?”

Rumble turned around, expecting to answer her, but something else ended up distracting him. When he turned around to face Flitter, he saw that she was on her hands and knees, wiggling her butt in the air and moving her tail back and forth as she tried to open up the PBOX. Her short-shorts had been riding up into her crotch, revealing part of her bare bottom to the young colt as the jeans helped reveal the outline of her pussy.

His hands shaky and his forehead sweating, Rumble knew he wanted to reach out and begin to caress that ass in front of him, planting his face firmly between those cheeks, to lick the sweat off her-

“Rumble, you okay?”

He snapped back into reality once again, seeing that Flitter had turned to him and had a concerned face. “You okay Rumble? You sort of blacked out there.”

“Y-Y-Yeah.” He answered, looking away from her as he could feel the heat rise in his cheeks. He quickly pulled a random game out of his bag, hoping it would be one suitable for them to play and handed it to Flitter, looking away in embarrassment. “H-Here.”

“That’s nice Rumble, but I still need to get the other game out of the system.”

“O-Oh, um, h-here.” He said as he walked over to the gaming system and crouched down, then pushed a button near the front where a drive popped out and revealed the game that had been inside. He picked the game out and placed it in its case gently, only to replace it with the one he had given Flitter. The two sat back on the couch, both back to focusing on the TV, although Rumble was sulking a bit that so far his advances weren’t going the way he had planned.

Throughout the day, Rumble had kept getting chances to make an advance on Flitter, but failed each and every time. Every single time he wanted to touch her, to hold her, something would always come up in the end to stop him from doing so. Now it was night, and Rumble had been forced to go to bed. “Goodnight Rumble, see you in the morning.”

“Goodnight.” He mumbled back, pulling the blankets over himself. As Flitter closed the door to the room, Rumble’s eyes closed themselves, waiting for the next day to come. That didn’t last long though, as his eyes opened once more at the urge to go to the bathroom. Once he had been able to stumble out of the bed and go to the bathroom down the hall, he began his walk back to the spare room, only to stop at Flitter’s when he heard an unexpected noise coming from the room. Thanks to the door being cracked slightly open, Rumble was able to peer into the room without Flitter noticing. What he saw though, surprised him.

On the bed, Flitter was spread wide open for him to see all of it. Near her hand was an instrument meant for pleasuring one self, still sticky and wet from being used recently. Her breathing calm and relaxed, her eyes closed from satisfaction. Her breathing made her supple breasts rise and fall, oh how Rumble wanted to touch them. But wait, that’s it! It was obvious that she was asleep, being tired from pleasuring herself and all, and if she was asleep and was spread open wide like this for anypony to see…

Rumble shook his head, trying to rid himself of such thoughts, but it was no use. He may be young, but he wasn’t stupid… in some ways. As much as it hurt to admit, he knew that he was only chasing after a fairy tale. There would be no way that Flitter would be attracted to him, so if she wasn’t going to accept his love, then what she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her, right?

With a nervous gulp, he quietly opened the cloud door and began to tiptoe across the floor. Each step he worried about Flitter waking up and catching him, making him and more nervous as he approached the bedside. He felt a small victory though, as he finally got within arm’s length of her breast and stood before her. Another swallowing of the lump in his throat, and he reached out his hand for her purple mound.

With closed eyes of fear, he could slowly feel the warmth of her fur and flesh form around his hand. Slowly lifting one eye open, he could see that the fear of Flitter waking up did not come true. A big grin made its way onto his face as he began to move his hand in a circular motion. The soft feel of it made his mind go crazy, and broke any resistance that could have prevented anything else from happening.

Taking his hand off her breast for a quick second, he pulled down his pajama bottoms in silence, revealing his erect dick, ready for action. Getting rid of the last lump in his throat, he took his dick in hand and approached Flitter’s face with it. He had seen many videos on the ‘Ponynet’ depicting such events happening. Now, after seeing so many videos, he knew exactly what to do in this type of scenario.

He began to lightly tap the tip of his penis on Flitter’s cheek, getting a feel for her cheek. When he felt confident enough that she wouldn’t wake, he began to rub the sensitive tip in the same place, earning shivers down his spine. He jumped back in fright shortly afterwards though, as he heard the muffled voice of his love. He couldn’t quite make out what she said, but calmed down once more when he realized that it was only a false alarm.

‘Alright, enough playing around Rumble! You know what you have to do!’ He nodded at himself, a determined look on his face. He approached her face once more, and, instead of rubbing his dick on her cheek once more, was ready for the real prize.

Although her mouth was closed, he calmly began to prod the tip against her warm lips. With only the touch, he let out a soft moan as it just felt too good for him, but he knew he had to resist the urge of covering her of his ‘love liquids’ just yet. He looked down at her beautiful face and the dick that wanted to enter her mouth, and continued to poke and prod her delicate lips, until she unconsciously opened up for him to enter.

Rumble let out another moan, this time a little bit louder as he became wrapped around in her mouth. He pushed further and further into the moist mouth, her tongue now trying to push the foreign object out, but only gave Rumble more stimulation. He groaned as he continued to gyrate his hips, pleasuring himself as Flitter continued to lie unconscious, unknown to what was happening.

After several minutes of the pleasurable stimulation though, he could feel the urge to cum creeping forward. He pulled out quickly, thankful that he had managed to avoid hitting the back of her throat, and grabbed his dick. He continued to pleasure himself as he jerked himself off, the face of the love of his life only inches away. It didn’t take long for the hot, sticky goo to shoot out of the tip as he moaned, imagining it was Flitter that was finishing him off.

He opened his eyes to see that his ‘love liquids’ had managed to fly to the other side of the bed, but what made him proud the most was the fact that some of it had even managed to land onto Flitter’s face. Seeing he had defiled her beauty with his seed could only make begin to feel hot once more, but as much as it killed him to admit, he couldn’t risk anymore time staying in the room. The young colt looked around the room, seeing if there was any type of tissue paper or towel to help clean up the mess he had created. Before he could find any though, he felt something grab his arm.

He froze up, afraid of looking at what had caught him, but he knew he would have to. As if time itself slowed down, he turned his head in the direction of his grey arm. Wrapped around it was, as expected, another hand. A hand belonging to the mare in the bed. He followed the arm up to her face, and instead of finding a mare that would infuriated at what just happened, Flitter was smiling at him, her eyes calling out to him to join her in bed.

“You’ve been a naughty colt, haven’t you Rumble?”

And that is the first of many my friends. Hope you liked it. Will be continued irregularly.