Brushing More Than Just Your Teeth
It was a warm day in Ponyville, around 12 o' clock in the afternoon. The sun was high up in the sky, the birds were singing a sweet tune, and even fluttershy wasn't crying. It seemed almost all the ponies were outside enjoying the beautiful weather. But there was one pony who remained indoors. A pony with a distinguished blue coat, an hourglass cutie mark, and a blue mane with a white streak.
Her roommate was out for the day so she had the house all to herself. Normally, she shares the house with her friend Berry Punch who spends most of her time inside. Colgate is usually the one going out, enjoying the weather, and talking too her friends. But today, she had something else in mind for fun.
She made her way upstairs and into the bathroom. There, she located her toothbrush and picked it up. She gazed upon its elegant figure, and lightly caressed its bristles. She placed it down on the edge of the sink and reached slowly for an unopened tube of toothpaste, not rushing as to build suspense for herself. She gently unscrewed the cap and carefully set it down next to her toothbrush on the edge of the sink.
"Okay" she said to herself, "You can do this."
She was nervous. She had done this before but never in the light of day. She had always waited until midnight or later when she knew her roommate had gone to bed. The blue mare began to run one of her hooves along the side of the toothpaste tube, applying minimal pressure. But the warm weather had given it a softer, almost gooey consistency causing it to rise at even the most delicate touch. Just the way she liked it.
As she massaged the tube, she felt herself getting hot and moist. She massaged faster and faster. Then, right when it seemed the toothpaste would erupt from its container, she slowed down just enough to keep it in. She managed to keep this going for nearly 15 minutes while lightly toying with herself.
She moved the toothpaste tube over her toothbrush and gave a final stroke which caused toothpaste to spew out all over her toothbrush and the sink which it laid on. Colgate set the tube aside for later use and moved to her toothpaste covered toothbrush. She could barely see the bristles it was so coated in toothpaste.
Still stroking her nether regions, she levitated the toothbrush and put it into her mouth. She brushed slowly at first then gradually picked up speed while her hoof stayed in consistant rhythm with the drooling verticle smile between her hind legs. She moaned quietly.
With every brushing motion, her dripping vagina only leaked more. Toothpaste was trickling out the sides of her mouth and getting on her sleak, blue coat, leaving it sticky and matted. Still brushing, she positioned herself so the dripping toothpaste would miss her coat and land right on her her. She enjoyed the feel of it as she rubbed it in and mixed it with her sweet vagina nectar, making it a thin, minty solution that coated her bathroom floor.
She continued to brush until there was hardly toothpaste left on the toothbrush. By then, the fur around her cream canal was completely saturated and sweat was starting to form all over her body. She could feel herself reaching her pinnacle of pleasure, but she wanted more.
She took the toothbrush out of her mouth and gazed upon it. The bristles were out of place from her intense brushing and all that remained on them was a small bit of toothpaste mixed with her saliva. She brought the toothbrush down to her soggy whisker biscuit and held it there for a moment. She then began lightly brushing the outside of her clit, teasing herself and getting prepared for penetration.
The bristles danced along the tender flesh of her clit, gingerly making contact with the small, blue hairs that surfaced it. She pressed the desheveled bristles into her moist slit.
"Aaahhhhnnn~!" She moaned.
The sudden sensation of a thousand tiny plastic hairs digging into her clitoris caused her to tense up. She squeezed her legs tightly, pushing the toothbrush in further and making her moan louder.
"Ahh- ah... Ahhhhhhhnn~!"
The toothbrush was halfway inside now and her soft moans of revelry transcended to acute wails of pleasure as her juices flowed gracefully down the length of the toothbrush. Her breathing had intensified to sharp gasps. She pushed the brush in and out in an ever increasing velocity. Fluids spurted out of her pink sink with every inward thrust.
She soon felt herself reaching the apex of ecstasy. Every second felt like and hour to her as she moved closer and closer to her climax. It was amazing. The sensation of the toothbrush's bristles and the coarse texture of toothpaste grating on the tight, throbbing walls of her vagina was like none she'd ever experienced.
Finally, at the very end, she put both hooves on her toothbrush and thrust it in as hard she could. She held it there, quivering as her juices squirted out onto the floor and walls of her bathroom. A pleasure coursed through her body that was unlike any she had ever felt. Every hair on her sweaty, shaking body was standing on end.
She didn't try to stifle her moaning. She was so caught up in the excitement, she didn't care who heard her, she didn't care about anything.
She sat there for what felt like forever before she could move again. The intensity of her orgasm had left her in a fixed position. A few minutes past and her orgasm had started to ebb. She got up so she could get started on cleaning up the sexual mess she made of the bathroom. But when she looked around, she saw her roommate, Berry Punch who had gotten home about a half hour ago standing in the door way, eyes wide open and mouth agape.