The Homecoming -After Dark-
Author's Note
This Story will contain the following.
- Diaper: (Very Light)
- F/F
- cunnilingus
- Magic play
- Squirting
- R-63
- Gendershifting
- M/F
- Shower Sex
- Creampie
IF any of these don't apply to you, don't read. Otherwise, enjoy.
The Homecoming -After Dark-
"Wow, they think that we are a couple? That's so hilarious! You're like my super best friend… with a few benefits," Presteza giggled.
"Right!? Besides, you're too amazing for me anyway. You're an amazing painter. Right now I'm a unicorn that can't even use magic," Icy replied.
"Hey, you're the one getting awards from all four of the princesses here. I think that makes you pretty amazing yourself. Besides, I don't think either one of us is willing to settle down yet, and by the sounds of things, you have grand adventures planned. You'll have to tell me all about them! As much as you can so that I can try to paint them!" Pressy said, watching Icy try to get up. "And where do you think you're going?"
"To get ready… for the meeting with Twilight? The one you were just reminding me about?" Icy said with a raised eyebrow.
"Not yet you're not! You got a couple hours, and I need to get you back for at the hospital, and that sneeze," Pressy smirked. "You're not going anywhere until I'm done with you," she added with a saucy tone, letting her hoof start tracing down the blue mare's body just above the covers. Just as she let her hoof snake between Icy’s legs she pressed forward into a kiss, squishing the front of her soaked padding against her. “Oh my, you really did a number on this thing last night,” she said, pulling back and breaking the kiss.
“Pressy…” Ice said, squirming under her touch. She felt Pressy start pulling the covers down from her body and slowly reveal her prize. She couldn’t help but moan as she heard the crinkle and felt the squish of the soggy padding against her. She felt it move up and down against the out lips of her vulva, and it sent shivers down her spine. She then heard the rips of the tapes, and felt the front of the padding start moving a bit more vigorously against her before she felt it get pulled away entirely and let out a hearty moan when she felt PRessy’s hoof against her exposed marehood.
“I take it somepony likes that,” Pressy said with a smile. “Let’s see if she also likes this,” she continued, snaking kisses along her cheek, and then down her collar bone. She heard Icy moan a bit more as her hoof applied just a bit more pressure to her marehood, feeling it part a bit around her frog. She started focusing a bit more on the winking clit that would peek out every moment or so as her kisses continued their way down. She also started turning herself around and when she reached Icy’s teats, she had her barrel almost completely over Icy on the bed. She continued her venture south and planted kisses along Icy’s marehood in a circle, starting at the bottom where her clit was and moved all the way around that tight little entrance. When she finished her circle, she latched onto her clit and gave it a few hard sucks.
The effect on Icy was almost immediate, letting out a much louder moan than she had before. When she felt the weight of Pressy against her, she looked up to see the tan colored mare’s succulent lips sitting right in front of her. Without wasting any time at all, she leaned forward and gave the mare a long, slow lick that brushed over both her marehood and her tight little ponut that sat just under her dock. She arched her back a bit from the continued ministrations from the mare on top of her, but she closed in and started really attacking the dock of her tail with her tongue. A pony’s dock was among the most sensative parts of their body, and was very much an erogenous zone for most mares. At least she knew it was on herself and was a place she played with frequently when she needed some stress relief of her own.
The whinnied moan that came from Pressy told her that she was hitting the right spots, and she felt the mare start returning the favor, feeling Pressy’s tongue dive deep inside her tailhole and tickling the inner walls of her rectal muscles before pulling back and doing the same thing with her marehood. She felt herself gush a small bit as Pressy’s tongue hit that special part inside of her before she pulled back and started looking for the same spot in her. She had a general idea where it was inside the mare, as this was far from their first roll in the hay. Just a little bit inside, on the bottom just behind her clit, and with a small tug with her magic she pulled that part into her mouth and suckled.
When she did that, she heard a loud whinny and instantly felt the spot pull itself out of her mouth, no doubt further stimulating the mare. Ice felt a torrent release from Pressy’s depths and put her mouth around her entrance to catch and swallow all of the fluids that were escaping it before diving right back inside, not letting the mare above her catch her breath.
Pressy meanwhile was feeling waves of pleasure wash through her and she mewled and whinnied as Icy assaulted her. She would alternate between licking deep in her juicy ponut, and even deeper inside her delicious pussy lips. Ice was definitely a mare that she couldn’t get enough of, and while they weren’t a couple persay, they were definitely friends with really, really good benefits. She also hoped that whenever they did find that pony that they would eventually settle down with, if it didn’t end up being with each other, that they would continue to have times like this. When she felt Icy on her dock, she immediately dropped down to return the favor on hers, giving to several licks and a few small bites. Nothing hard, but enough that she felt the mare squirt a bit on her chin. It wasn’t quite as viscous as other fluids so she had an idea of what it was and just smirked back at her through her panting. “Naughty mare.”
“Hah… says the mare that’s buried snout deep under my ass… don’t you dare stop…” Icy retorted.
Pressy obliged and began pushing as deep as she could. She could actually feel her tongue pressing against Icy’s innermost walls and started using her own magic to create a tickling sensation on said barrier. She felt Icy buck underneath of her and knew that her actions had the desired effect before letting her magic seep into that hole and started tickling the deepest portions of the mare under her with it. She felt Icy seize up under her and felt a gush of fluids spew forth from her drenched marehood. She pulled back to see the icy mare laying in a puddle of fluids that Pressy was sure came from both of them.
Ice was panting, trying to catch her breath after Pressy just completely rocked her world, coming down from that high before she shuddered a bit. “Hah… Hah… If this is your idea of payback Pressy… Maybe I should tease you more often,” Ice Storm panted, wincing a bit as well when she felt a stinging from her side and noticed that her bandages were drenched in the mess that they had made. Well, they were gonna have to redo those anyway after the shower that she desperately needed now.
“If you start doing that, then I might have to get a bit more experimentive, maybe find out what fits and more importantly,” she said leaning up to Icy’s ear. “What almost doesn’t~,” Pressy added with a smirk.
“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” Icy responded, wincing again.
“We should probably get you washed up. Would you like some help in the shower? There are plenty of places that are hard to reach without magic,” Pressy snickered.
“Damn, you’re almost as insatiable as I am when you get in the mood,” Ice smirked back. “Almost,” she said, shaking her flank towards Pressy. She winced as she did as she felt the bandage shift on her a bit and she turned and reached for the clip that was holding it around her.
“Here, let me get that for you,” Pressy smiled, undoing the bandage and unwrapping it from the mare in front of her. It was like unwrapping an early birthday present, except for the smell of the salve that immediately made her nose wrinkle. In combination with all the other scents in the room, she felt like it was burning her nose a bit. “Yeah, we need to get that off of you and then reapply it once you’re clean. I thought this stuff was bad before… bleh,” Pressy said, rubbing her nose.
Ice could only giggle a bit at Pressy’s discomfort. Mostly because she too was sharing in that discomfort, with even a bit more. The cool air was causing a light sting on the wound and she was certain the warm water of the shower was going to do the same. She winced at that already before she started leading them into the washroom and turning the water on, steam filling the room.
“You know, for being an ice pony you certainly love your hot showers. Not that I can complain, you look amazing when you come out afterwards. You are literally smoking, you're so hot,” Pressy said with a giggle.
“Yeah, yeah,” she said, shivering as she adjusted the water. Soon enough it was exactly how she liked it, and before she knew it, she heard gulping behind her as Pressy stepped into the shower behind her. She had a very different look to her while remaining the same, and her voice was much deeper.
“I should really thank Zecora for making me some potions like this,” Pressy said from his new body. “It’s quite an interesting experience,” she said, moving Icy’s tail to the side and sniffing at her again. “But it’s every bit worth it,” she added, giving the mare another lick.
“Pressy… we’re supposed to be cleaning…”
“Oh please, you knew that us showering together was going to end up like this in some way,” she said, giving the icy mare a slow lick once again, the flavors of their earlier play still quite present. “Use your left side to brace, so we aren’t putting too much pressure on that,” she smiled. She herself didn’t need any extra preparations as she stood on her hind legs and heard a small eep as she landed on the mare’s flanks, making sure to not hit the wound on her side.
Icy couldn’t help but shiver a bit. It had been a bit since they had gone this far in their play, but feeling Pressy’s new stallionhood poking against her was exactly what she needed and she just hadn’t known it. She felt Pressy lift her right hind leg, and with a loud moan, she felt Pressy push the first several inches inside of her. She could feel her insides gripping and squeezing around her friend as she pulled back a bit and sank deeper still. After another thrust, she could feel their hips connect and she could feel the tip kissing her deepest barriers. It was almost like those potions were made specifically for her, they way that Pressy fit so perfectly.
Once she felt Pressy hilt inside of her, she stayed there for a moment, getting used to the feeling and making sure that she was balanced properly and not in a position that could cause her to reopen the wound. That would be fun to try to explain to the doctor. She gave a soft mewl as Pressy started moving, drawing back and brushing over those sensitive ripples inside. When She felt Pressy push in that mewl turned into a moan.
“Seems like I’m not the only one that is glad that we weren’t done,” Pressy said with a soft moan of her own, working into a rhythm. She also used her magic to grab the brush and used it to lather and scrub Icy’s neck and chest. She could feel Icy trembling under her and after living with her for as long as she had, she knew Icy loved brushes as much as any other mare did. She felt Ice lean into it as the water ran over them before she gave a huff… “Mmm… I can’t hold back any more… I need this as much as you,” she said, leaning up and licking Icy’s ear. “You sexy mare,” she added before grabbing Icy’s right leg, lifting it up, and began plowing into her as deep as she could go with every thrust.
Icy herself almost completely forgot about the shower after she felt Pressy really starting to go to town on her backside. Every thrust was going as deep as it could and making her moan and whinny loudly through the shower. She couldn’t focus on anything other than the brushing and the plowing that she was getting from behind her, and having already been well stimulated before, it didn’t take her long before there was more splattering as she felt herself climax around Pressy, shooting her hot marecum from around her down through the drain. She was a bit saddened to see it go to waste like that, but feeling the tip of Pressy start flaring inside of her quickly made up for that fact. She felt Pressy press in deep and hold her close as she felt the first jet of seed start making its way into her womb. It was at that moment she became instantly glad that she wasn’t in cycle otherwise there would be no denying her getting pregnant from this.
After what seemed like an eternity, the spurts stopped, and Pressy pulled out of her with a loud schlorp. Another loud plop could be heard as Ice felt a bit of Pressy’s cum fall out of her and hit the floor of the shower, though she could still feel the bulk of the seed trapped inside. She’d have to push that out over time, but right now she was in bliss… That was until she happened to see the clock in the mirror. “Oh buck! I’ve only got twenty minutes to get to the meeting!” Ice proclaimed.
“Shoot! We better hurry and get you actually cleaned up!” Pressy said, the effects of the potion wearing off and she focused on what she actually needed to do for her.
