“And isn’t weird that they’re called “pussies”? I mean, whose idea was it to come up with that name for a vagina and a cat? Though it leads to some great jokes. Like this one Pinkie came up with-oh! That reminds me. Your pussy is like the exact same shade of pink as she is; pink, but not too pink. The kind of bubble gum or cotton candy pink, the kind that just speaks of a tantalizing flavor or scent that just warms you up inside and invites you in with a hug and a “can I get you anything?”, type of vibe. You know what I mean?”
The glazed over, purple eyes of Tree Hugger stared up from between the kirin’s legs into her own eyes with a look of utter acceptance before replying. “Shah, sis. The interconnectivity of shades are but another form of aura, all beautiful and many alike, but each truly unique.”
The earth pony hummed before returning to her task, her tongue tracing up the slick folds and curves of kirin sex she had been so eagerly delving into for the better part of a half hour. She made slow, tender laps to let those folds tremble and open up so she could kiss it and lightly prod her tongue a bit deeper.
“Exactly! Gosh, you’re so easy to talk to, Treesie. I mean it’s easy for me to -ooh, sensitive- talk, but you listen so well and know just how to understand and ride the same wavelength as me. All good vibes with you. Not a shred of negativity or judgment. Ah, I love it!” She beamed, before mewling as she felt that blissfully hot, flexible tongue teasing and brushing along her swollen cunny.
“I tell ya, you’re one of the, mmm, nicest ponies I’ve met. Ever since I set out to reintroduce the kirin to the world abroad and share our tale of caution and self-realization, I knew I’d meet some amazing ponies. But you’re definitely my favorite! Now wait, that’d be unfair to A-aaaaannh, AJ, and Fluttershy. Big help those two were. Oh, and Vinyl! Mad respect for her and the new rhythms she introduced me to. Oh speaking of which I think her newest hit’s next on the p-playlist, oh goddess yesssss...”
Tree Hugger just replied with a moan that accompanied her friend’s, slurping up against those delectable lips and gently nudging the kirin’s hood with her nose. She watched the engorged little bud wink with need, granting its request with a slow suckle along the top of her clit while her tongue snaked into the walls of her sex once more.
“Oh my, oh my sky, that’s gooooood~. I-I think I’m close again, Treesiiiiieeeee ooooooh!”
Knowing what to do at this point, Tree Hugger hungrily lapped at that winking nub while providing the right suction around Autumn’s dripping cunny, taking every drop of what was now her fifth orgasm. The earth pony gently massaged her thigh while she helped her friend ride out her bliss.
“Theeeeere, my earth sister. Your bliss washes over my core and graces me! You have such a generous aura!”
“Babe, y-your pillow talk is the weirdest but also the cutest. Whoo! That was, hah, awesome. Like I felt my everything poured out of me, scooped back in, poured out again but it doesn’t feel bad because another is relishing it as much as I enjoy giving it. It’s like a mutual dependence but not strictly so, as if the right place and time and amalgamation of universal properties all convened to make this so. Know what I mean?”
She glanced over to her friend, who gazed back with that ever-present glazed look in her eye, beaming back at the kirin and sticking a hoof into the air. “Righteous!”
Giggling and waving a hoof at the mare, Autumn rolled over to pull her into an embrace, her friend’s back to her stomach. As she was about to lose herself in nuzzling into the thick mop of locks atop Tree Hugger’s head, she heard the telltale clicking of a lighter. “You spliffing one of your spark thingies?”
“Trying to, but...I think this young ember has fazed from this plane, dude.” She murmured, shaking the lighter to confirm it had run out of gas. The fat blunt in her other hoof stood cold, unused and thus unfulfilled. “Hey, Blazey, d’you think I could, um, use you?”
“Ooooh, gettin’ kinky, huh~? Whatcha thinkin’, babe? Strapon anal? Admittedly never tried it but I’m open, or at least will be afterward. Oh! Or facesitting? Trust me, no complaints there at all. Or do you mean-glmph?!” Autumn was promptly silence by a gentle hoof prodding her lips.
“Naaaaah, my sister. I mean, that thing where you get all, pigged out?” She inquired, trying to figure the right term.
“Hmm...ooooh. You mean my nirik form?”
“Right on! It’s a trip but, like, totally radical and brimming with energy.”
She gave it a thought, scratching her chin before nodding. “Okay! But I gotta get myself angry. What makes me angriest? Cantaloupes? No, I tried those, quite pleasant especially with honey. I had a huge fear for them as a filly, believe it or not. Ask Cinder Shout, she can tell you all about it.
“Werewolf movies? Nah those are cheesy but the good kind. Ooh, eating some cheesy oats while watching cheesy movies sounds awesome right now. Perfect pairing! Let’s see...antidisestablishmentarianism! Leads to lots of bickering in some places. Which I know all about, honey, believe me. But, I do like to listen in on those debates for the big words they use. Plus it’s good to keep up to date with politics, but whoo do you gotta be careful when and where you bring it up. Gotta pick and choose the moment, ya know? Wait, getting off track again. Rrrrgh, think think think, Blaze! There’s gotta be-EEEEERRRRRRRRGH!”
Her body suddenly erupted in a very brief aura of crimson and cobalt flames, her coat flashing into an onyx shade before reverting to normal. Eyes wide, she looked around for what could have triggered such a thing, before looking back at Tree Hugger.
The mare had pricked one of the scales lining Autumn’s rump. She sheepishly grinned back, in her hoof a now lit roll of a rather skunky bud. “Many apologies, my earth sister, but this seemed a quicker, and more effective way.”
Rubbing the slightly stinging spot on her rump, Autumn smirked at her friend’s quick thinking. “Hehe, not a problem. Just glad I didn’t burn the rug...this time.” She chuckled with a little blush tinting her cheeks. Tree Hugger merely splayed back and took a long, smooth rip from her bud before the smoke came out in a little cloud about her head. It seemed like every muscle in her body relaxed as she let the high take its place. “Say, want a hit, Blazey?”
“Really? You’d share that with me? I mean I wanted to ask before, which there were so many times to have done so since you do that, like, so much. But I didn’t want to intrude.”
“Naaaah, it’s all bliss! What’s mine is yours, my sister! Here.” She passed the blunt over, the kirin taking it in the middle of her cloven hoof. Giving it a sniff, she couldn’t help but feel a slight wretch in her gut at the pungent scent wafting off of it.
Spurring her courage, Autumn lifted the roll to her lips and inhaled as she had seen Tree Hugger do. She didn’t expect the sudden heat or tingle in her throat, coughing and sputtering as she tried to soothe this new sensation.
“Eeeeaaasy, summer child, take it smoooooth. It’s best with a slow acceptance.”
Nodding through her last little sputters, Autumn gave it another try. While she did gag a bit, this time she let it slip into her more smoothly. There wasn’t too much of a taste to digest, which helped her focus more on the feeling of the chronic taking effect. She waited, shifting slightly and tilting her head before she jolted up and...“Nah, nothin’.”
“Truly? That’s, like, one of my stronger strains. Try some more.”
So Autumn let another puff off, finding the same lack of...well, anything. She repeated the motion, sucking down the pungent aroma before all she could taste was the rolling paper and the herb now stinking up the room. By now nearly half of the blunt had been burnt down.
“Guess I just don’t have the right energy for it. I’m already always very at ease. Well, in my core at least. Ice cool, but fiery and bold! Probably why I’m such a hit with the theatre, I know how to bring the laughs and the tears. All aspects right here, baby!” She cheered triumphantly.
“Most perplexing, dude. Though understandable. I suppose I should have foreseen that. Shame, I would’ve enjoyed having you blissed out with me.”
“Ah don’t let it get ya down, hon. With you I’m always blissed out!” She cooed while snuggling up next to her friend, hooves around her midsection. Tree Hugger hummed in appreciation as she took back her bud, going for another hit and sighing in total relaxation. Her body was at ease, in all ways.
At least it was for a scant few moments, before she felt the soft frog of Autumn’s hoof brushing over her sex and probing her mound with a little flourish. “I could help you bliss out even more, Treesie. Get a bit of that good good, hmm? Produce those good vibes?”
“Mmmm, bliss away then, Blazey~.”
Taking her cue, Autumn traced the tip of her hoof in little upward caresses, the way she knew Tree Hugger liked to be warmed up. Broad strokes that pressed down gently, yet firm. She could already feel the mare’s honey coating her hoof, allowing her to move faster and press into the needy petals of Tree Hugger’s sex.
Soft mewls slipped from the earth pony’s muzzle at the tender stimulation. She wasn’t much for words in these matters, preferring the flow and enjoyment of the moment to dictate how things progress. Lifting s hoof to Autumn’s, she adjusted the angle slightly so she could feel the more angled tip of the kirin’s hoof dig into her cunny just where she liked.
Giggling softly, Autumn followed along with the silent direction and swirled the tip of her hoof around the equable mare’s love nub, giving it a little flick every now and again. She adored hearing Treesie’s little moans and coos at her touch. Autumn always did appreciate a vocal lover, it helped her feel like her actions were welcome snd that she could help them enjoy themselves.
She was surprised when she felt the earth pony’s back arching into hers, green thighs hugging around her hoof as Tree Hugger shook while undulating her hips into that explorative digit. Autumn leaned in to take her ear into her teeth, nibbling just a tad and feeling the flesh roll between her lips. “C’mon, that’s my girl. Let it out for me, Treesie~.” She whispered, peppering her cheek with wet kisses.
The hot, ticklish breath in her ear and the goading for her finish was quickly getting to Tree Hugger. Lost in the bliss quickly amping up, she soon found herself grunting and letting her own climax wash through her. It was like her body was ablaze with all the cosmic energies, now soothing to a natural cool and draining her body while massaging every bit of her insides as it left. But this wasn’t a forlorn absence, but a joyful exodus of passion. And she let this be known with a shuddering whinny that echoed across the room. Music to Autumn’s ears.
Weakened from her release, Tree Hugger couldn’t help falling back into the kirin’s waiting grasp, who gladly took hold and rolled the two of them to their sides. Soft kisses dotted Tree Hugger’s neck, causing her to shiver at the ticklish pecks. She had just enough energy to turn snd intercept one such kiss, letting it linger while their lips embraced.
The two mares were content to lay across the large rug in silence, comforted by each other’s breathing and the unspoken vibe that permeated all levels of their being. Such an odd coupling, but not unsavory in the slightest. Two vastly different energies somehow in sync on the same cosmic wavelength. And neither would have it any other way.
