Tempting Tempest

Walking towards the bedroom door, a dark orchid unicorn mare that was considerably taller than most unicorns stopped and stared at the doorknob. Taking a deep breath, the mare contemplated just how she got to this very moment.

Moving to Ponyville was a feat in itself, something that the unicorn named Tempest Shadow had finally brought herself to do after months of traveling Equestria and guilting herself for how she treated Twilight and her friends. So for Twilight Sparkle, now ruler of Equestria, to give Tempest her own house with absurdly cheap rent only stung all the more. Everypony had treated Tempest as a proper member of Ponyville, and as their friend, though none could prove this further than Pinkie Pie. The pink earth pony had thrown party after party to celebrate Tempest’s accomplishments from her arrival to the small town to getting her first job not working for the Storm King. The dark purple mare vividly remembered when Pinkie had thrown another party for her, and Tempest had asked why.

“To celebrate our first date, silly!”

“Our first date? When did you ask me?”

“Right now! So will you go on this date with me?”

Tempest’s heart melted, and her nerves were eased a little as she pushed the door open. That memory was but six months ago, and to celebrate the two dating for half a year now, Tempest had finally caved to something that Pinkie had “joked” about for a while now…

Walking into the room, Tempest’s brilliant opal eyes widened and her jaw dropped, her breath taken away by the sight. Seeing the slightly pudgy mare’s limbs tied up to each corner of the bed was already an unexpected sight, but Pinkie grinning from ear to ear while she was blindfolded only added icing to the cake. While thanks to the pink pony, Tempest knew of her friends’ various guilty secrets such as Rainbow Dash being a quick shot, she knew very intimately of Pinkie’s level of sensitivity from the way the mare squirmed from having her neck kissed, to the unicorn groping her marefriend’s fat butt from time to time. So Tempest’s initial shock died down as she understood the point of the blindfold. Closing the door behind her with one hindleg, Tempest smirked as she surveyed Pinkie’s state of being. The idea of entertaining such a risky kink as bondage initially brought about fears of returning to her sadistic state when she served Storm King. Even though she never violated any creature in a sexual manner, Tempest had quite the thrill when she overpowered creatures in hopes that she would’ve gotten her horn back. And with Pinkie educating her marefriend enough on what they were about to do, Tempest knew very well the difference between the two scenarios.

“Safeword,” Tempest spoke for the first time since she walked in.

“Mangoes,” Pinkie said, and Tempest firmly noted the safeword in her head before taking a deep breath and walking towards the foot of the bed. Seeing the familiar sight of Pinkie’s glistening wet pussy in a very foreign context set Tempest’s mind and loins ablaze, the unicorn’s brain spinning as she set herself on what to start with. Given their conversation about bondage oftentimes being associated with a level of pain, they had agreed to start with a light amount of stimulation for their first time doing the deed. Reaching out and bringing her hoof to Pinkie’s cutie mark, the part of her marefriend’s ass that she had groped many times in a more romantic light, Tempest pulled her forehoof back and gave a decently harsh slap to her pink paramour’s rippling ass cheek. Pinkie yelped, and before Tempest could ask if it was too much, the mare’s smile returned with the energy multiplied tenfold. The mare wiggled her entire body, from her forehooves pointed towards the headboard of the bed to her poofy tail bouncing back and forth near Tempest’s face. The cotton candy looking appendage gave Tempest inspiration, and so she brought her teeth around Pinkie’s tail and gave it a small tug.

“Oh, Tempest!” Pinkie moaned, her normally high-pitched voice a tad deeper as she savored the rare feeling of her marefriend letting loose. Even though she didn’t really get to see Tempest’s deep smirk or predatory eyes, not knowing when her marefriend was going to strike next was its own form of excitement. Their time together that night had barely started, and Pinkie already found it eclipsing most of the parties she had thrown. Suddenly feeling Tempest biting down on her other ass cheek, Pinkie struggled a little in her restrained state. Smiling as to put Tempest at ease, Pinkie ceased her struggling and awaited what her marefriend was going to do next.

Tempest leaned forward towards Pinkie’s pussy lips and inhaled the intoxicatingly sweet scent that came from her lover’s depths. The both of them having eaten each other out more times than either of them could count, Tempest didn’t have any of her prior nerves as she climbed onto the bed and flopped her body down on Pinkie, pressing her lips against Pinkie’s chest as she began kissing down the mare’s body. Listening to her marefriend’s gentle coos, Tempest then brought her muzzle to Pinkie’s clit before nuzzling it with a little pressure. It was enough to turn the restrained party pony’s coos into gasps and moans as Tempest then brought her tongue out and began dancing circles on Pinkie’s clit. That’s when Pinkie started to thrash and cry out, her cheeks getting red as the sensations that felt all too right began to wash over her entire body. Without the sight of her partner, or the ability to really move, the increased feeling of Tempest’s touch had brought Pinkie to such a helpless state a lot faster than normal. The pleasure was like delightful shocks in her veins, making it much harder to think as she barely fathomed the pleasure when Tempest then brought her tongue inside the walls of Pinkie’s pussy.

“Ahn!” Pinkie moaned, barely being able to thrust against Tempest’s oral attack on her body. She could only tell by the erotic sensation of being further filled by her marefriend’s tongue, sensing with a deep shudder throughout her whole body of Tempest hitting her g-spot. Even though Tempest was clearly the dom in the situation, Pinkie really wanted to clamp her strong earth pony legs down on Tempest’s face from the electrifying pleasure. However, with the cloth that restrained her legs and the ends of said cloth tied to the end of each bedpost, the pleasure was only furthered by the significant loss of control she had. Screaming without caring how it sounded, her mind thrown into oblivion as everything around her became unlimited pleasure, Pinkie began to orgasm.

Tempest, who already had her eyes closed in anticipation for her marefriend’s orgasm at any given moment, hummed happily as she felt Pinkie’s cum landing all over her face and muzzle. Some droplets of the mare’s juices even landed on the blankets and floor. Still, Tempest kept thrusting her tongue against Pinkie’s g-spot even throughout her pink paramour’s orgasm. Pinkie’s orgasm instantly led into another one due to her sensitivity from cumming, her vision became white hot ecstasy as the second orgasm further undid her body and mind. Tempest giggled into Pinkie’s pussy, drinking up the results of her partner’s orgasm like it was her last meal. Tasting not unlike some of Pinkie’s sweetest cupcakes, Tempest pulled back after Pinkie’s second orgasm began to subside to lick her own face as thoroughly as possible before speaking.

“Very good,” Tempest snickered. “Now, do you need a breather when it comes to your pussy? Or do you want me to put the toy in you now while I sit on your face?”

“Buh…breather, please~” Pinkie gasped, and Tempest placed a kiss on Pinkie’s clit before climbing back onto the bed and turning around till her pussy was hovering over Pinkie’s blindfolded face.

“Now, am I still okay to sit on your face even without the toy inside you?” Tempest looked down, seeing Pinkie’s consenting nod, before grinning and lowering herself until her own pussy met her marefriend’s tongue this time. The pink party pony had told Tempest that her mare fluids tasted like mixed berries, something fitting of her old name, and Pinkie certainly had no shortage of getting the strong unicorn’s cum as much as possible. Feeling Pinkie’s eager tongue lashing at the inside of her pussy before she could even get adjusted, Tempest restrained her gasp as she rocked her hips back and forth, making sure Pinkie was still aware of who was quite literally the top in the relationship.

"Glk glk glk!" Pinkie happily slumped away at her marefriend’s pussy, and Tempest was more than happy to provide. The purple unicorn usually took longer to cum than the pink party pony, and was able to savor the pleasure for a good ten minutes, lifting her face up periodically to give Pinkie room to breathe, before slamming her loins back down on her pink paramour juice-slathered face.

"Ooooh yessssssssss~" Tempest hissed, throwing her head back and closing her eyes as she was slowly entering her own paradise of carnal bliss. It was already a treat whenever the purple unicorn got to sit on Pinkie’s face and take control, but with her partner tied and blindfolded? Tempest could barely take it anymore, making sure to lift her pussy one more time and check if Pinkie would use the safeword for any reason.

"Guh…please, more!" Pinkie moaned, and Tempest had a hunch that underneath that blindfold was heart-eyes as her mare was getting her fix for berry cream. Placing her pussy back on Pinkie’s muzzle, Tempest gasped at the stronger oral attack on her own pussy. With Pinkie’s long tongue zipping back and forth at Tempest's g-spot with speed that would’ve made Rainbow Dash proud, the purple unicorn caved to how little prepared she was as she squeezed her muscular thighs against Pinkie’s head and groaned with her orgasm. Calmness taking over her body as she squirted all over her marefriend’s face, Tempest gave a deep moan before getting off her marefriend’s face and standing on all four legs on the other side of the bed.

As expected, Pinkie used her swirling tongue to clean the marecum off her face and the blindfold fastened to it with a happy gulp. Looking down and seeing Pinkie’s wet pussy, Tempest snickered as she jumped off the bed and walked towards their dresser across from it. Using her forehoof to pull open the top drawer, Tempest proceeded to pull out a small hot pink vibrator that was just big enough for Tempest to hold it properly on her hoof as she closed the drawer and turned around to walk back towards Pinkie. Sitting down and using her other forehoof to turn on the buzzing vibrator, Pinkie’s ears perked up and her poofy tail started swishing from side to side again at the harmonious sound.

“Are you ready?” Tempest asked, and this time, her pink paramour quickly nodded her head as she bit her lip. Hot desire was rushing throughout Tempest’s body in spades after her orgasm, and even though the main focus was to make Pinkie a blubbering orgasming mess, the unicorn would’ve been lying if she said that she wasn’t further turned on by Pinkie’s squirming neediness as she got up and walked towards the foot of the bed. First pressing the vibrating toy against Pinkie’s right thigh, Tempest then switched it to her left thigh until Pinkie was starting to thrash away in her restraints again.

“Okay, okay,” Tempest chuckled, pulling the vibrating toy off Pinkie’s left thigh as she then brought it to Pinkie’s clit. “I’m going to soon turn it on the highest setting, okay? Brace yourself, sweetheart~”

The sudden pet name was followed by Pinkie’s pussy clenching away at nothing before Tempest then further pressed the toy against the party pony’s clit, turning in on a setting that did various intervals at different intensities. The short bursts of vibration followed by longer bursts caused Pinkie to shake and gasp, and just as she was starting to tremble, Tempest smirked as she turned the vibrator on the highest setting, where the toy was vibrating non-stop with no intervals whatsoever. Watching as within seconds, Pinkie howled once more and came all over the toy, Tempest licked her lips at the spectacle. She knew from past experience that using the toy first was a way to end the night early, considering how easily the toy knocked Pinkie out from the overstimulation, so she made sure to use it for the finale. Walking into their nearby bathroom and placing the turned off toy in the sink to thoroughly wash later, Tempest walked back to the bed and began to untie the cloth restraints that held Pinkie’s limbs apart.

“Truly amazing how you did this,” Tempest spoke, freeing each twitching limb of her marefriend so that Pinkie could get up. “Only Pinkie Pie would find some way to tie herself up like this, come here and let me remove the blindfold.”

Pinkie stood on the bed on all four limbs, not sure where Tempest was, but taking a guess as she moved towards her marefriend’s voice at the side of the bed. Tempest lifted a forehoof and moved it underneath the blindfold and gently pulled on it, watching as it fell onto the blankets as Pinkie’s bright blue eyes came into view. A deep feeling of fulfilling warmth blossomed from Tempest’s heart as she then softly pushed Pinkie’s head forward, pressing her lips against the party pony’s lips as their tongues wrestled for a few seconds. Pinkie hummed happily into the lip-lock for a few moments, before pulling out of the kiss and winking at Tempest.

“So, that wasn’t anything like your time with the Storm King, now was it?” Pinkie smirked, in a way that screamed ‘I told you so’ as Tempest shook her head with her ears flattened against her head.

“No, not at all,” Tempest admitted. “This felt so much more…fulfilling for my soul, for us. Thank you, Pinkie. You said you had some strawberry bath bomb you wanted to use afterwards, right? Let me draw up the bath for a bit, and then you could put that in there.”

“Of course!” Pinkie nodded her head, flopping onto the bed as she felt her limbs exhausted from the restraints keeping them fixed to the bed for such a long time. Tempest nodded, walking over into their bathroom and turning on the warm water in the bathtub. Waiting till it was about halfway full, Tempest walked back into the room, watching Pinkie fighting to keep her eyes open.

“Alright, honey bun, you can put the bath bomb in there now, and I’ll do the rest,” Tempest explained, watching as Pinkie steadily got up and walked into the bathroom. Giving her a few moments before walking back inside, she saw Pinkie standing over the bathtub as the water had exploded into a beautiful rosy pink from the bath bomb the party pony had placed in there.

Walking towards Pinkie, Tempest placed a hoof on her shoulder and smiled at her marefriend.

“Go on in, I’ve got the rest,” Tempest leaned forward, pressing a gentle kiss against Pinkie’s cheek and watching as the pink pony grinned despite her wavering eyes.

“Thank you,” Pinkie cooed before stepping all four of her legs into the water, proceeding to lay on her water as she felt the warm water relaxing her muscles. “Mmmmmmm, that was a wonderful time, Tempest. Perhaps next time, you could go a little harder on the rump smacks?”

Tempest brightly blushed through her dark fur at the idea, but certainly wasn’t opposed to entertaining it on their one-year anniversary…