Flitter, My Love

Rumble slowly woke to sound of gushing water. At first he had imagined that the sound was that of rain, coming down hard against the window just a few feet away. As he rose up from his slumber though, his brain began to connect the dots.

First off, he began to remember that he wasn’t in his own home, that he had been forced to spend the week with the very mare he had secretly loved as his brother, Thunderlane, went on a week-long vacation with his girlfriend. Other memories began to come back to him then, one of them being that the home he was in was one of made of clouds, far above the ground. This meant that unless the owners of said house explicitly asked for rain, then the house would be free of all weather besides that of the shining sun.

This proved to be true as he cracked his eyelids open, the bright light from outside piercing his eyes. Quickly closing them shut to block out the light, his mind continued to remember the events that had preceded the day before. He remembered the constant advances he tried to make on Flitter in secret, only to fail miserably each time.

Remembering, his mind finally opened up to the events of the night before. His eyes opened up wide as he remembered the soft brush of Flitter’s coat against his, the gentle feeling of her hands wrapped around his little buddy. To feel the warm caressing of her breath upon his hardened dick, only to be blanketed around her delicate lips moments later, all for it to end as his seed erupted into her mouth. The thoughts of it all would have made him hard had his member not been already standing up straight and tall, standing at attention as it was its duty to do so in the morning.

But, it couldn’t have been real, could it? He couldn’t have actually gone in and (regrettably) molested her, only to have her to surprise him and to return similar feelings back, could she?

He sat up straight on the bed he had been laying on, head feeling woozy for sitting up too fast, but he shook off the sensation as he looked around the room, panic setting in. He had clearly been in the same room that he was put in to sleep, right? The entire thing had been a dream, he kept telling himself, but no matter what way he put it in his mind, it had been blatantly obvious that what happened the night before was indeed real. The room he was in was much too different from the one he remembered going into to sleep in, the room itself scattered with evidence that a young mare lived in it.

He fell backwards, spreading his arms out across the mattress as his head hit the pillow. Laughter slowly began to fill the room as the colt on the bed soon realized that everything that he dreamed of, everything he wished for, seemed to be coming true. Thanks to his bellowing though, he seemed to not realize that the sound that he once thought was rain, had suddenly stopped.

With a click and a creaking of a door, Rumble lifted his head from the pillow where out came Flitter from the adjacent bathroom, completely exposed for the pre-teen colt to see as she dried her mane with a towel. His heart began to race as he could see her breasts jiggle a bit with each step she took, making him easily excited. He looked a little further down and saw her pussy in perfect view. His dick, which had made its presence known since Rumble had woken up and began to remember the events before, was lined up perfectly with the soft, fleshy gates of the forbidden garden in front of him. His gaze too focused on the heavenly sight in front of him, he hadn’t seen the mare finishing drying her mane and now smirking as she saw his anticipation.

“I see you enjoy the free show.” Flitter said in a provocative voice. Though startled by the voice, Rumble didn’t break his view from the beautiful scene in front of him, and nodded once to signify his answer. Flitter couldn’t help but giggle at the cuteness irradiating from the colt, and climbed on top of the bed. Now on her hands and knees, her breasts began to swing back and forth and she slowly began to make her way to Rumble. She knew what was on the colt’s mind, that only wanted to make her want to play with him more and more before finally giving him his reward.

Her muzzle touched his, her mane having not been tied up by her pink bow, now covering both their heads as they stared into each others’ eyes. Her lower mouth was lined up perfectly with his dick, ready to enter if he would only move a bit forward, but he wouldn’t dare. “You enjoy last night, Rumble?” Flitter asked in the same seductive voice, and the colt could only nod some more, swallowing a lump that grew in his throat as he anticipated for more to come. She smiled again, and began to lower her body down onto his, however, not in the way Rumble thought she would.

Instead, she moved her body forward some, her fleshy folds grinding against his member as she slid down. He could feel the wetness coming from the warm garden, whether it coming from her or from the earlier shower he could not tell. That wetness, however, vanished shortly after as her buttocks began to slid against him in place of it. “Do you want to continue from where we left off from?” She asked again.

“Y-yes.” Rumble managed to croak out.

“Good boy.” She said sweetly as she leaned forward, her breasts now resting against his face, and her tender lips nibbling on his ear. She continued to grind against his stallionhood as she stopped the nibbling, letting out tender moans as she enjoyed the experience of the friction against him. Her shallow breathing and grinding would come to a halt though as the young colt pushed her back, pinning her down onto the bed. She wouldn’t exactly say she was shocked at this, as she knew she was pushing the little colt to his limits.

After pushing her down onto the bed, Rumble began to rub up against her, continuing to pleasure himself without thinking about his partner. His heart rate and blood pressure had begun to rise as he started to get close to climax. Within seconds, the colt was able to cum, his seed staining the crotch and stomach of the lovely lady beneath him.

“Satisfied?” Flitter asked the freshly exhausted colt, to which he nodded once more in reply. “Good, then we can go on to the main dish.” She grabbed the dick that had just came on her and lined the sensitive tip up with her lower mouth, speaking as she did so. “You know Rumble, it’s impolite to orgasm before your partner does. After all, for the past eight hours, I haven’t been satisfied at all.” She said in a teasing tone, not really caring one way or another. She hadn’t really expected the colt to be able to satisfy her lust, only that she wanted to become one with him.

“I-I’m sorry.” He panted out, his body still relaxing after the latest explosion of his lower body, though his partner in crime was still standing strong and tall.

Flitter couldn’t help herself but to giggle at the sincerity of the gentleness Rumble was giving her. Holding his body close to hers, she whispered softly into his ear. “It’s alright Rumble. In just a moment, we’ll finally be one.” Making sure the male organ was lined up with the right hole, Flitter took in one last breath. Finally, she would finally be together with the colt. “Alright Rumble, now, just push forward.” She said gently.

Following her command, the colt did as he was told, and soon enough, he could feel the warm petals of Flitter’s forbidden garden enveloping him, squeezing down on him the further he pushed. A soft moan coming from the mare signaled to him that he had at least been doing something right. Remembering scenes from the dirty books he had found under his brother’s bed, he pushed all the way in, all the way until his body scraped against hers, before beginning to pull back out. As he tried to pull out though, Flitter’s legs quickly wrapped around his body, preventing him from doing so. He could only understand this as her wanting to pound her without disconnecting their bodies.

He slammed what little he had pulled out back into her, getting a satisfied yelp from the mare. He did this over and over, each time getting the same yelp or moan coming from her. “R-Rumble!” Flitter screamed out in ecstasy, little Rumble surprisingly doing a better job than what she had initially expected.

“Flitter.” he responded, panting as he continued doing his best. Though they only said their names, both could understand the feeling behind it, just how much it meant to call each other as they continued to be one. What felt like hours was merely minutes, but it would have to end at some time. Soon enough, Rumble could feel the urge to cum once again, and this time right inside. “Fl-Flitter, I-I’m gonna-”

“Do i-ah! Do it inside.” She replied, holding him closer as both felt their climax coming. With a few more thrusts, a few more moans from the mare, a few more seconds of absolute bliss, Rumble could feel the white, hot seed exiting him and into his love below him. The mare was feeling as though her stomach was a balloon, and as the cream inside her filled her up, it would only get bigger and bigger.

As his jizz started to ooze out of the mare’s pussy, their bodies covered in sweat, and their breathing faster than normal, they held one another close. The feeling of Rumble’s dick slowly shrinking after expelling it’s load inside of her felt great to Flitter, the slimy jizz sending chills down her spine. ‘Ah, if only I was in my time of heat, then perhaps I could truly be with him forever.’ She thought to herself. The colt on the other hand, would probably have to disagree.

When the two finally settled down enough for the colt to get back up, Flitter simply asked, “Care to go another round?” Rumble nodded, and the two began to passionately kiss once more before going at it again, and again, until the sun went down.

Author's Note

Alright guys, I'm sorry about the poor chapter, but I'm going to tell you a little story.

When I first started this account, I had thought that I was going to have fun making clopfics, but two things occurred to me as I wrote "Flitter, My Love". 1) I suck at writing clopfics, and 2) As I wrote more and more of this story, I felt it was more of a chore and more painful than it was having fun and trying to be creative. Because of this, and because of my depression last winter, I sort of fell out of writing, and haven't really been writing my other stories which to me, are a higher priority than this.

That is why, sadly, this story is going to be the only story on this account, as I've said before, there are far better writers out there who write clopfics for actual fun, and do it well. I apologize again, and I'm sorry I couldn't make this chapter better, but as I said, chances are even if I tried harder than ever before, it would still turn out pretty crummy.