An Encounter of the Spicy Kind

by Emerald Omen

Rating: mature
Tags: Other, Romance, Porn, Self Insert, Sex, Anthro, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 3672

While out for a walk in Canterlot, I run face to face into a spriteful mare named Cayenne. Literally. I run right into her.

It was a nice day outside, so I decide to take a walk around Canterlot. Sadly, a city of its size means that sometimes the sidewalks can be crowded, and it's easy to run into another. That is exactly what happened today. I turned a corner, and found myself running right into a mare named Cayenne, and she was very upset. Not because of the impact, but because of the affect it had on her dress. Thankfully I have some knowhow on how to repair it, and I take her to my place so I can do so.

More than just dress repair ensues. This was an encounter... of the spicy kind.

Commission for Anonymous.

Published 2023-11-21 22:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2023-11-21 22:00:00 UTC

A Little Heat Can Fix Anything

Walking around Canterlot was a relatively simple task. It was a big city, sure, but as long as you knew where you were going, it was manageable. Despite the population of the place, the walkways were wide enough that usually you could get around easily, but you still might bump into someone, literally.

As I was walking through down, I rounded a corner and ran head on into another member of the city. She was a pinkish white toned Unicorn, with dark red to pink toned sharp short hair. She had on quite a complex looking dress, and I cringed as I saw in our collision, I had gotten some marks on it. She shook her head, and looked at me just as I was apologizing.

“Pardon me, miss. I didn’t see you there.” I said. At first I thought perhaps she was going to brush the collision off, and perhaps she would have, if I hadn’t dirtied her dress. But the second she noticed the marks, she got extremely upset.

“My dress!! You ruined it!!” she exclaimed, running a hand over the marks as she glared daggers at me. I held my hands up in defense.

“I didn’t do it on purpose, it was a blind corner!” I said, but that didn’t seem to cool her annoyance.

“These dresses are so expensive, it took me ages to save up for one! I can’t even imagine how much it will cost to get it cleaned, or if it even CAN be cleaned without being damaged!” she ranted.

“I can clean it, it’s not hard…” I said in a calm voice, hoping that would work. It seemed to, as her look of annoyance broke into one of confusion.

“Can you clean it? How?” she asked.

“By hand, with a gentle touch, soap, and water. I’ve got some special soap that Rarity gave me when I purchased a fine suit from her. She explicitly told me it was hand wash only.” I said. The woman thought, before folding her arms.

“Okay fine, if it’s Rarity approved!” she huffed.

“It will do just the job.” I said. I led her back to my apartment, and once she got comfortable inside, gave her some clothes to borrow that would fit her. Once she had changed, I began hand washing her dress, taking care to not use too much pressure, or bump any of the accessories off. She watched my hand carefully for a while, before she seemed to be satisfied that I was able to do it, and loosened up a little.

“I’m Cayenne.” she said, introducing herself.

“Anon.” I replied as I continued washing her dress. “What brings you to Ponyville? I haven’t seen you around before.” I asked.

“Well, I work with the Flaming Sky Firework Unicorn Troupe, and I’m here to help with a ceremony for Princess Twilight. She’s my favorite Princess!” Cayenne said. I raised an eyebrow.

“Really? She’s my favorite one as well.” I said. That earned a smile from Cayenne, the first one I had seen from her. She was cute when she smiled.

“I bet I know more things about her and her duties as a Princess than you!” she challenged. I met her challenging gaze with my own.

“I bet you don’t!”

For the next hour as I finished cleaning her dress, and hung it to dry, we quizzed each other on facts about the newest Princess, and at one point, she had come up with the idea to make the loser of each round have to eat a spicy pepper. Thankfully I was very knowledgeable about the Princess, and for every pepper I had to eat, Cayenne had to eat three. It seemed though that while she didn’t mind peppers, I was no big fan of them, as I was beginning to sweat. Thankfully the ringing of the timer put an end to my misery, and signaled the dress was finished drying. I stood and brought it over to Cayenne for her to inspect.

“How does it look?” I asked. She studied the dress carefully, then smiled satisfied after a moment.

“I can’t even tell where the stain was, it’s perfect!” she exclaimed. I smiled.

“Great! But you know what you have to do now, right?” I asked. Cayenne looked at me quizzically.

“What?” she asked. I smirked.

“You’ve gotta model it for me!” I insisted. Cayenne blushed, but looked confident.

“Easily! It was custom fitted for me, so it should look great!” she said. She went into my bathroom to change while I cleaned up the supplies. I heard the door open a few minutes later, and she came out wearing her dress. She struck a pose as I looked at her, putting her hand behind her head, her other hand on her hip as she put one leg out.

“Well, whatcha think?” she asked.

“You look absolutely stunning. Like the Princess herself! Maybe even better…” I said, giving her a teasing smile. She raised an eyebrow.

“Oh really now? Well, I would expect the one who cleaned it to approve… especially as he looks pretty stunning himself! It’s no wonder you know how to clean fine outfits…” she said, flicking her hair back. “Hey… how about one more question?” she said, grinning playfully. I faltered briefly, not a huge fan of the spicy foods we had been consuming, but I couldn’t back down!

“You’re on!” I said, hoping that I was hiding my unsureness.

She giggled.

“Okay then, you ask me first!” she said, a confident smile on her face. I thought for a while, trying to come up with a challenging question.

“Okay, how about this. How did Twilight acquire her faithful assistant, Spike?” I asked. Cayenne blew a raspberry.

“Pfff, easy! She hatched him during her test to get into the Canterlot School for Gifted Unicorns!” she said. I bit my lip. She was right, of course. I grumbled to myself, as it was clear she was rather knowledgeable. “Ha! I told you I was her biggest fan.” she said, smirking. “No peppers for me! Now, what to ask you… hmm…” Cayenne thought for a moment, before smiling.

“How many points does Twilight’s Star Cutie Mark have?” she asked. I felt myself pale slightly. That was a very specific question, and unless you had paid special close attention, it would be very easy to get wrong.

“Uhh…” I thought hard, trying to visualize the star in my head. “I know it’s not five, because it’s not a normal star… eight?” I guessed, honestly not sure fully. Cayenne’s evil grin told me I had gotten it wrong, as she pulled a pepper from her handbag.

“Nuh uh! I’d have accepted either six, or twelve, depending on if you were only counting the purple one, or the purple one with the white points under it! You have to eat a pepper!” she said, shoving the threatening looking food towards me. I grimaced, but a deal was a deal. Maybe if I ate it fast, it wouldn’t be so bad.

I shoved it into my mouth, trying to chew it as little as possible before swallowing it. But it didn’t make much of a difference.

“Haaaaah! Hoooot!!” I exclaimed, fanning my mouth rapidly as the spice from the pepper flared. Combined with the ones I had already eaten, my mouth was fed up with all of the heat, and this time it was making it apparent. Cayenne laughed as she watched me.

“Oh come on, that wasn’t even a super hot pepper!” she teased. It took me a while to get my mouth to cool again, and even then it was still sore, but I had managed to regain my composure.

“Alright…” I panted. “Your turn!” I insisted.

So we went back and forth, quizzing each other again, both of us still having to eat peppers, though the amount I had to eat was significantly more than what she had to now, as her questions got harder, and to top it off, the spice hardly seemed to bother her at all!

Her spiciness eventually led over to her demeanor, as she was both playful, sassy, and attractive. And perhaps it was the spice from the peppers getting into our bloodstream, but eventually we both began to get a little flirty, and I decided to give her a compliment.

“You know, you’ve got a spicy personality… I suppose that explains why you like eating peppers. While I myself am not a pepper guy, I do like a spicy flare to a woman…” I said. Cayenne smirked, flipping her hair back.

“Oh really? Prove it…” she said, giving me a daring gaze. I smirked, moving forward, cupping her chin with a hand to hold her still, and before either her or I truly realized what was happening, I was kissing her. Cayenne’s eyes widened in shock, and for a moment, she tried to pull away, but she lost her will to do so after a moment, and instead began responding as I deepened the kiss. I could still taste and feel the spice from the peppers on her lips, and her tongue, but it wasn’t enough to stop me.

I placed a hand on her waist as we slowly stepped backwards, until she was against the wall. After a moment, she stopped fighting it, and I moved my other hand to her waist as well, and we kissed for a short while, our breathing getting heavy, before Cayenne pulled back, gazing at me with dark eyes of desire.

“So… you really do like a little spice…” she let out a flirty giggle. “And you seem to have some yourself…” she added, her hand running over my chest as she held my gaze. I met her eyes with mine, and I knew then that Cayenne and I were about to become closer than either of us had ever considered today.

“So tell me big guy… do you like other hot things too?” she asked, running a hand over her own body. I gave her a naughty grin.

“You might say that… I’ve been known to handle a hot thing now and then…” I said. Cayenne’s eyes flashed in delight at my response to her flirting.

“You know, some peppers can be peeled, or unwrapped… I wonder if you can unwrap a Cayenne from the outer layers…” she said, biting her lip.

“Only one way to find out…” I said as she guided one of my hands to her shirt. We held each other's gaze as I ran my fingers over the buttons on her shirt, before I popped the first one open. She was a skinny mare, but she clearly had curves in all the right places. Another button gone, and I could start to see the beginning of her cleavage. Another… and another. The outlines of her lacy bra.

As I undid the last of her buttons, her slim midsection was exposed, and I moved her shirt aside, baring her to me. I looked up, and saw her cheeks had obtained a red hue as she gazed at me.

“Like what you see?” she asked in a sultry tone. I eyed her body up and down, and could feel a stirring in my own groin. “Ooh, looks like your body speaks for you…” Cayenne said, looking at the bulge in my pants. I felt a blush rise to my face, and Cayenne smirked, her hands finding their way to my own shirt, tugging at it gently. “Your turn, big guy.” she said. I helped her remove my shirt, and then we were both shirtless.

“Well, now that we’re going down this road, I’m certainly not going to stop now…” I said, my hands reaching around her to undo the clasp of her bra. Her eyes widened slightly as I took the initiative, her hands moving up to her bra as it began to fall.

“Eager, hmm? I like that…” she said, slowly letting her bra fall to reveal a set of perky, plump breasts. They were hardly the size of the Princess’, but they were perfect for Cayenne’s body. My hands roamed her bare upper body, caressing her breasts as she bit her lip. She gave me a teasing smile, tracing the waistline of her skirt, before she tugged it down, revealing her laced panties that matched her bra perfectly. She then pulled my own pants down, flashing me a coy smile.

“Can’t let you have all the fun, can I?” she asked. As I stepped out of my jeans, she gave me a sly grin. “Now… let’s have some fun…” she purred, gazing at me with bedroom eyes. She pushed me down onto the couch, and brushed one hand along my chest, before trailing it down to teasingly stroke the bulge under my boxers. “Bet you wish this big guy could be freed from his prison, huh?” she teased.

I swallowed, refusing to let her take full charge.

“Maybe it just has another tight place it would rather be than my boxers…” I replied, meeting her gaze. Her eyes widened, and she lowered herself, rubbing her crotch against me, the panties and boxers still restricting us.

“Well then, maybe we should first get it out of its current prison…” she said, giving my boxers a gentle tug, until they let my member free. Cayenne licked her lips as she eyed my member standing proud. Simultaneously, I tugged her panties until the thin lace snapped, and they fell off her. She eyed me with a primal hunger, grinning wide.

“Oh, I see how it’s going to be… so eager…” she whispered, lowering her lips to grind against me. The moment her wet womanhood met my stiff member, we both let out a moan, and she gripped my shoulders tightly.

“Eager, and ready…” I replied, placing my hands onto her hips. I rolled my hips, grinding myself against her opening for a moment, rubbing myself against her clit, eliciting a loud raw moan from her as her body quivered. She gave me a heated gaze, before she lowered herself down on me, biting her lip as I spread her tightness apart.

“Nnnng…” she groaned as I slid slowly inside of her, her inner walls clamping me so tight it was hard to keep going. She rocked her body, her breasts swaying over me. “Mmm… yes… you’re so big, stud…” she purred, sucking in a breath. Her insides were fiery hot, and tightened around me even further as she forced me inside of her all the way. She bent down, nibbling my neck, causing me to gasp as the sensation coursed through my body.

“O-Oh fuck…” I groaned, arching my neck.

“That’s what we’re doing, silly…” she said, tracing her hands along my chest as she began to rock her hips. “Well come on, are you going to make me do all the work?” she asked teasingly. I smirked.

“No, of course not…” I said, reaching up to grab her shoulders. With a swift motion, our positions swapped, and I was now on top of her, looking down at her surprised expression as I gave her a few slow, teasing thrusts. “But I can’t let you have all the fun either, now can I…” I said as she gave me a daring gaze.

“Let’s see if you can handle a girl who is as fiery as a pepper…” she said, rolling her hips. I moved myself at a medium pace, sending shockwaves through her body as she grabbed the sheets for support, her breasts bouncing with her body's movement. “Mmmmh!” she moaned in delight as she rocked her hips and ran her hands up my chest as she looked up at me. “Harder, big guy…” she challenged, licking her lips.

I took on her challenge, reaching down to rub her clit with my finger as I continued thrusting, and she let out an audible gasp at the added sensation. She gave a smirk, and cupped her chest.

“Don’t forget these two… just one catch…” she said, reaching over, taking a pepper from the bowl, breaking it apart. She rubbed one open end of the pepper around the surface of her breasts, circling each nipple as she held my gaze. “You can have them… if you can lick them all over…” she said. I felt myself falter, just for a moment, but I wasn’t going to let something like a little spice from relishing in all the pleasures of Cayenne’s body. I ran my tongue over her breasts, forcing myself to ignore the burning of the pepper juice. Cayenne moaned softly as I did so, and she smirked.

“I guess maybe you can handle a spicy woman after all…” she breathed.

“Or maybe you’re just not the handful you think you are…” I replied, winking as I gave her a few firm thrusts. Cayenne let out a shaky whimper, trying not to show that I was getting to her.

“O-Oooh… w-well then, I’ll just have to turn up the h-heat!” she said. Without warning, she wrapped her arms tight around me, and attempted to reassert her dominance, but I wasn’t willing to give it up so easily. We wrestled for a while, all while we kissed harshly, and we rolled off the couch and onto the floor. I still ended up on top of her, and pinned her down, leaning in to whisper into her ear.

“Now be a good mare, and let yourself go for me…”

As I said that, tickled her chin, and kissed her cheek, then moved down, peppering her chest in kisses, feeling myself growing closer and closer to climax as Cayenne milked me like a succubus. Cayenne must have felt me growing closer, because she used the last bit of strength she had to actually roll us over, and reassert her dominance, though I admit I did lessen my strength to make it a little easier for her. She grinned down at me.

“Gonna cum, big guy?” she asked, smirking. I bit my lip, looking up at her.

“Are you?” I replied with a heated gaze. Her eyes widened as she ground herself against me hard, and I felt myself losing the last bit of restraint I had.

“Mmmmm… might be…” she said, her eyes fluttering. “Aaah… you better cum with me!” she ordered.

We both moved feverishly, using the last of our energy, and suddenly, the immense wave of climax hit us both head on, moans and wails filling the air around us. I let myself go, and as she climaxed, her insides tightening more than ever before, I blew inside of her hard, pushing myself in as deeply as I could go as she clawed at my back in delight.

“Yesssss… fuck!” she moaned as we rode out our orgasms. It felt as though it lasted an eternity, but the ride was actually about 30 seconds, before our bodies unlocked, and I lay limply on the floor with Cayenne falling to lay on top of me. We both breathed heavily, neither of us moving for a few minutes, until Cayenne managed to prop herself up slightly, giving me a smile.

“Looks like maybe you can handle a little spice after all…” she teased. I paid her no immediate answer, instead, I reached up, pulling her down to me, kissing her deeply. She moaned softly, molding her lips to mine as we kissed softly, her hands on my chest. When we parted, I breathed for a moment, meeting her eyes.

“You’re amazing…” I whispered. Cayenne blushed, tucking a stand of her mane back.

“So are you…” she said, sighing blissfully.

Once we rested for a while, I looked around.

“I think we made a bit of a mess…” I said. Our clothes were strewn about, some things were knocked over, and the bowl of peppers was scattered across the floor, likely knocked away by our wild passion. “Better make sure that dress of yours is okay, we wouldn’t want you dirtying it again, would we?” I smirked. Cayenne puffed her cheeks.

“Hey!” she said, giving me a light bat. I sat up.

“Too easy.” I said, smiling. She crossed her arms, but couldn’t stop herself from smiling. We stood, and slowly got dressed, our clothes looking a little ruffled, but not too bad, and cleaned up around the room. Cayenne’s dress was laying on the table where we had left it, unharmed. Soon enough, it became evident of her approaching departure, and it led me to wonder what the future was for us. She seemed to notice the look in my eyes, because she took my hand, and smiled.

“You know, I have a show coming up soon, with the Flaming Sky Firework Unicorn Troupe. Maybe… you’d like to come?” she asked, batting her eyelashes. “It would be nice to have someone in the crowd like you, and maybe after, we could meet up again…”

I smiled at the thought.

“I think I’d like that, Cayenne.” I said. She leaned in, and we met in another passionate kiss that lasted a few minutes. She put her hands around the back of my head, holding me against her, and just as I was about to put my hand on the back of her head, I felt something solid slide into my mouth, and suddenly… my mouth was ablaze.

I pulled back, feeling a flaming heat in my mouth as Cayenne laughed, smirking at me. She had put a pepper into my mouth from her own!

She kissed my head, giggling as she opened the door to step out.

“Just a little something to remember me by until next time, cutie!” she said, before closing the door behind her. I quickly downed some milk, panting as I stared at the door.

What a mare. Sexy, fiery, cute, and passionate. I had to smile.

I would absolutely be seeing her again, and I looked very much forward to it.

The End.