The Seven Little Vices

Twilight yawned groggily and grumbled herself awake. Her bed had never felt so comfortable, and all she knew was that she had no plans to leave it any time soon. Outside the sun was already high in the sky, and she shuddered timidly at the sunlight pouring through her bedroom window. With a huff she pulled the blanket over her head and tried to force herself to fall back asleep, holding her eyes shut as tight as she could.

"Twilight! You're finally awake!"

Twilight held the covers over her head more tightly and tried to fake sleeping, hoping Spike would just leave her be. She growled slightly as soon as she felt him pull at the covers, knowing he wasn't going anywhere.

"Get up already!" he shouted. "Do you know how bored I've been today?? I almost started to read, Twilight! READ! I need you to, I don't know, boss me around or something! I'm not used to this!"

Twilight fought back a yawn as she tried to maintain her hold on the blanket, mumbling tiredly.

"Just give me a few more minutes, Spike... Or maybe a few more hours..."

Spike let go of the blanket and scratched at the back of his head.

"Are you sick or something..?"

Twilight smiled as she felt him let go and snuggled up to her pillow warmly, yawning again.

"Don't you think I deserve a day off once in a while..?"

Spike bit his lip and relaxed a bit. "Y-yeah, sure, Twilight... It's just... not like you..."

Twilight shrugged and let herself relax once again, not caring that it was getting very hot under the blanket.

"Don't worry about it, Spike... Just consider it your day off too..."

Spike lit up and felt himself start to grin unconsciously. A day off?? Celestia knows I might not get this chance ever again! His thoughts were flooded by all of the possibilities, all of the things he'd wanted to do but never found the time. He shook his head and cleared his throat, trying not to sound too enthusiastic.

"A day off..? Y-yeah, sure, I suppose I could find something to do..." Knowing she wasn't looking at him, he was still beaming with excitement.

"Mmhmm... Just be sure to come back home before dark..."

His excitement was dampened by his renewed concern for Twilight.

"Okay..." he said, taking a step back. "I'll, um... bring you back some warm tea from Fluttershy's cottage just in case, okay..?"

By now, Twilight was practically asleep, barely bothering to respond.

"Mmmmhmmm..."

Spike looked at the blanket-covered lump on the bed and couldn't help but feel worried. He'd never seen Twilight like this. Still, she did deserve the day off. She'll be fine, he said, turning to leave. He took one more glance at her before letting his excitement take control of him again, grinning eagerly as he hurried down the stairs and out the door, ready to make the best his first and only day off.

Even though Twilight was doing everything possible to convince the outside world that she was asleep, she couldn't convince herself. She was completely awake by now, and there wasn't any way she was going to fall asleep again. But it wasn't that she wasn't tired. She was exhausted. It was that she was filled with a completely new and foreign craving, one she couldn't ignore long enough to fall asleep, or even long enough to think about anything else. She started to grind her teeth uncontrollably, unconsciously rubbing her thighs together as firmly as she could. Her breathing started to grow heavy, and the heat under the blanket wasn't helping. She bit the blanket desperately and with a forceful jerk of her head pulled it off of her and tossed it off the bed, taking a deep breath. Once she steadied her breathing she looked down at herself. Her thighs were still pressed firmly together, and there was a small but wet spot darkening the sheets beneath her. She bit her lip and lifted her hips, easing herself off the wet spot carefully and curiously.

"D-did I..?"

She eased herself down again and spread her legs, seeing that her inner thighs were glistening with moisture. She bit her lip harder and reached down to feel for herself, grazing her hoof slowly but roughly against her underbelly along the way. She couldn't help but arch her back to press up against her hoof, and her body jerked even more as she let out an exasperated, surprised gasp, pressing the edge of her hoof just above her clit. She was now completely enslaved by whatever cravings shot through her body. She slid her hoof forward carefully, holding her breath, letting out another small gasp as she pressed it just barely against her now quivering clitoris. Taking a deep breath, she pulled her hoof back and held it against her lips, parting them slowly before letting her tongue slide out, lapping it up desperately. She held it against her lips again for a few more seconds before sliding it back down, swirling her wet hoof around her clit slowly, making sure to press firmly against it every now and then.

Her body stretched and contorted in unfamiliar pleasure, and Twilight couldn't help but moan and gasp loudly. She slowly started to move herself up against her hoof in a gentle rhythm as she swirled her hoof against her wet pussy more, grinding her teeth in pure carnal desire. The more she teased herself, the more she wanted more. The more she felt herself, the more she wanted to be felt. She knew she couldn't even come close to satisfying herself this way.

She forced herself to cool off for a brief moment long enough to spring up and look around her room, desperately searching for something, anything that could fit inside her or grind against her, something she could lose herself with. She was blushing at her own frustration, but didn't care. She felt like she was going to explode.

She couldn't find anything. After all, the only thing in her bedroom were two beds and a bookshelf full of books. Her eyes turned back to the beds, groaning desperately. She perked up a bit and spied at her pillow with renewed determination. She threw herself on her bed again and used her magic to slide her pillow under her, fluffing it up slightly before lowering herself onto it. She couldn't stand to be gentle about it anymore, even if this was the first time she'd ever really tried to masturbate. She thrust her hips forward roughly, bucking against the pillow aggressively, her jaw clenched and her eyes shut tight. She leaned in to bite the corner of the pillow while she thrusted against it more, almost screaming in a confusing mix of unbearable frustration and delicious pleasure. Each time she forced herself against it she tried to get the middle seam of the pillow to graze perfectly between her pussy's lips, but even when it did she wanted it harder, faster, bigger. She buried her face into the pillow and groaned angrily, letting it muffle her screams. Once again she started grinding her thighs together roughly while she tried to think of a new plan, breathing heavily again.

Finally she sprang up once more, biting her lip in subdued excitement. Maybe all she needed was a little inspiration. After all, she'd never even come close to having sex, or seeing a stallion that up close and personal. She still didn't even know her own fantasies or desires very well. She needed something to help. She just prayed inwardly that she had something that would do the trick in her library, and wasted no time in hurrying downstairs.

"Come on, come on!" she groaned, searching frantically through her bookshelves, taking only a few seconds to study the covers before tossing the books aside. Every now and then she would open one of them and flip through the pages hurriedly, but each time she would growl in frustration and toss it with the others. It wasn't long before the floor was buried beneath hundreds of books.

"There's got to be... UGH... Something in here!"

She groaned and sat down in the pile with a thump. She gasped once again and her eyes widened in unexpected pleasure. She looked down at herself. The spine of a half opened book had perfectly wedged itself against her desperate pussy. She bit her lip and smiled slyly to herself, brushing the other books around it aside to make room before moving herself against it, letting her head hang back as she breathed out in ecstasy.

"Ahh...! I can't believe I've never tried this before..."

She used her magic to force the book up against her more as she quickened her pace, not wanting to waste any more time. She planted her legs firmly onto the floor as she used her magic to rub the book's spine along her pussy repeatedly, the edge of it rubbing her clit each time. Every now and then her breath would hitch, and she could feel herself getting wetter by the moment. She drooled slightly and let her head hang down, watching the book move against her through her legs. Highly aroused by the sight, she started rhythmically moving back and forth in a rhythm opposite her magic, drooling more onto the floor as her eyes rolled back slowly.

She lifted her head again to catch her breath and stopped moving the book altogether when something caught her attention. Her eyes lit up as she hurried to it as quickly as her quivering legs would let her, the book hovering by her side.

"Yes!" she said, flipping open one of the books in a rush. "'Basic Pony Anatomy!' I've got to find something in here..." She flipped through the pages hurriedly and slammed her hoof down against it when she found the page she was looking for. It was a detailed, highly scientific ink drawing of an adult stallion, bearing all with detailed notes describing each of his body parts. For once, Twilight was more interested in the picture.

"There we go..." she said, propping up the book in front of her before regaining her stance, sliding the book back into place slowly. She stared at the picture desperately as she started to move the book against her again, starting out moving it faster than she did before, biting her cheek roughly. Her eyes were locked on the stallion's cock, and she started to move herself more aggressively.

"Mmmm... Yes... That's it, big boy..!"

Twilight was even surprising herself by what she was saying, but she wasn't going to let her surprise distract her from her ecstasy. The more she lost herself to the sensation the more she could feel the stallion from the picture hulking over her. She turned her head just enough to imagine his hot breath against the side of her neck. She could feel that she was just small enough to fit under him as he thrusted against her with each graze of the book. She could feel his warmth radiating against her, his strong, heavy arms at her sides supporting his lumbering weight. His massive member rubbing rhythmically against her marehood. She imagined that he was just as desperate for her as she was for him, and she held her eyes shut tightly and clenched her teeth as she started to move the book much faster, much more aggressively, forcing it up firmly against herself as she punished its thick, leathery spine. She once again let her mind wander to picture the stallion thrusting his hips against her petite frame, rubbing the length of his dick purposefully along her wet pussy. She once let herself sway back and forth while she moved the book against her in an opposite rhythm. Acting on every impulse that popped up, she used her magic to spread her pussy's lips carefully, the deep pink of her spread marehood contrasting her vibrant purple coat. She moaned and twitched as the book grazed against the untouched regions of her virgin pussy. She started to grind her teeth as her ecstasy reached its peak, turning her head hard to bite her inner foreleg in desperation.

In an unexpected but highly welcomed burst of pleasure, her forelegs gave in, causing her to collapse with her chest to the floor, her ass still high in the air supported by her quivering hind legs. She opened her eyes widely. Just then, a powerful sensation shot down her body, starting with the lips of her pussy and ending with her tongue shakily hanging out of her mouth. She could feel herself get even wetter as the orgasm shook her, and she could even hear her juices splash and drip onto the wood floor with a soft patter. She continued to stare mindlessly at the picture in front of her, trying to process her first orgasm. Her breath slowed to steady, deep breaths, and she blinked several times, trying to shake herself out of it. She couldn't help but giggle as she couldn't help but imagine the stallion dismounting her, slipping himself from under her just as she was moving the book away carefully. Her heart finally found a much more calm cadence while she began to relax. She let out another deep breath, smiling rebelliously.

"Oh my... That was... amazing..."

Curious, she used her magic to take a look at her new favorite book. The deep red cover was stained even darker by her fluids, only dry in a couple of small areas, while the rest of the cover, and many of the pages, were sopping wet. She blushed and giggled a bit more, coyly. The book was appropriately titled, "Thrill Seeking: A Guide to Finding Heart Pounding Excitement," and she couldn't help but blush more at the coincidence. She lovingly tucked the book between her foreleg and her body as she collapsed onto her knees in the middle of the pile of books, again overcome with unusual fatigue and listlessness. Despite how exhausting she found that it was to satisfy herself, she wasn't exactly tired. She was even already thinking eagerly about the next time she would pleasure herself, just enough to whet her appetite but trying hard not to get herself going again. Rather, Twilight was just feeling lazy. Too lazy to clean up her mess, too lazy to even go to her bed and rest. She'd never felt anything like it, but it blended so perfectly with her carnal cravings that she didn't care. She was just about to close her eyes when the door was thrust open quickly and loudly, and she sprang up in her surprise, looking back to see who was at the door.

Spike looked in awe at the sight. The normally neat library was covered in rudely tossed, half-open books. Almost all of the shelves were bare. Twilight looked back at him, blushing thoroughly, her embarrassment growing. Her mane was frizzy and mussed, with random pink and blue locks coiled away from the others. Even her tail was untidy. Twilight was finally snapped out of her lustful imaginary world back to the real one. She suddenly could feel how unkempt her mane was, how her legs were quivering. She even felt a chill run down her as the breeze from outside brushed against her, her ass and thighs still glistening and wet from her orgasm. She fought against the shiver as she ran a hoof along her mane, trying to dismiss Spike's shock. She looked away from him and pretended to straighten out a couple of the books, sliding them back into the shelves with her magic. She cleared her throat.

"Ehem. Oh, hello, Spike... I didn't think you would be back so soon."

Spike was carrying a warm cup of tea, a green box, and a half-eaten cupcake. He set the items down on a nearby table and walked cautiously into the house, making sure to watch his step and tiptoe around the books.

"I just figured I would bring you some tea before it got too late..." he mumbled, eyeing her suspiciously. "But Fluttershy wasn't home so I just had to buy some from the market..." He took a step closer. "What... happened while I was gone..?"

Twilight blushed more. "Oh, I was just, reorganizing... You know, you can never be too organized!"

Spike was still skeptical, but offered a nod. He continued to study the pony, squinting his eyes.

"Uh huh... And what about your day off..?"

"I-I was only going to move them around a bit and then I was going to get back to relaxing..."

Spike wasn't convinced. "Mmhmm..." He walked a little closer and looked around at the books. Suddenly, he noticed how wet Twilight was as the sunlight caused her hind-quarters to glisten curiously. He giggled slightly.

"Haha, did you sit in something, Twilight?"

Twilight turned the brightest shade of red yet and stopped in her tracks, quickly turning to face him while backing herself up against the wall, trying to hide herself.

"N-no, Spike! And you should really knock before barging in here like that!"

Spike was surprised by her reaction. "B-but... I live here..."

Twilight huffed and turned away. "W-well, what if I was... Concentrating on a really powerful spell or something? You really ought to be more considerate, Spike."

Spike grumbled. "Alright, fine..." he said, walking toward the door again, his skepticism overcome by his annoyance. He turned back to look at Twilight, who was still looking away in embarrassment.

"Anyway," he mumbled, "I left the tea on the table over here. I think I bought the right kind..." Twilight's embarrassment was finally beginning to fade, and she offered Spike a timid smile.

"Thanks, Spike..."

Spike smiled back. "Sure thing, Twilight." He opened the door and took a step outside before turning back to her again. "Anyway, I'll leave you to your... Uh... reorganizing..." Just before he was about to close the door, he offered one last bit of advice.

"You know, you really oughta think about getting some fresh air. Maybe you should spend your day off at the bookstore or something."

Twilight's eyes lit up, and once again she was consumed by her lustful cravings.

"That's it, Spike!" She exclaimed. Spike opened the door again, just as bewildered as before.

"It is..?"

The bookstore was the perfect place to find something to suit her new needs. Still, she was in no shape to leave the house, nor would her newfound laziness allow her to even get out the door. Twilight bit her lip just thinking about all of the magazines and erotic novels she might be able to find. She could feel herself getting wetter again, which shocked her into action.

"Yes!" she said, running over to push Spike out the door, much to his surprise. "I need you to go and bring me one of their catalogs! Hurry along, Spike, there's not much time left in the day!"

Before Spike could refuse she slammed the door closed and relaxed against it, breathing out deeply in relief. Spike growled and grumbled unintelligibly from outside before walking away in a huff. Twilight paid him no mind. She was starting to get overpowered by her fatigue again. She lazily curled up in the pile of books and closed her eyes. Just as she got comfortable, she bit her tongue to fight back a shiver and wedged a random book firmly between her legs, trying hard not to grind against it as she drifted off into a powerful sleep.