Spitfire's fiery mane and tail whipped around in the wind, giving the illusion of flames trailing behind her. She tilted her wings and flew upwards and back, performing a loop. The crowd below her cheered her on, calling out her name and throwing roses. A chorus of 'Spitfire, we love you!' could be heard as she descended to the ground, flight finished for the day.
She knew she should be smiling. She knew she should be happy, having all these adoring fans watching her with awe. But she wasn't happy. There was something missing, something she knew she couldn't live without. She just didn't know what.
She wondered why she was feeling this way all of a sudden. She was usually happy after an airshow, proud of her accomplishments. She was a Wonderbolt, and she had millions of adoring fans! But not during this show. Not during the Ponyville show.
Ponyville. She had a few old friends residing in the small farming town. Maybe she should go visit one? She tried to remember which ponies she knew here. There was Cloudkicker, there was Blossomforth, there was Ditzy...
"Spitfire! Spitfire, hi!"
Now Spitfire smiled. That was a voice she knew. She turned around and searched the crowd for the source, scanning the area. Her eyes came to rest on the familiar grey pegasus jumping up and down, waving her hooves. Spitfire trotted over to the mare, who was still desperately trying to be seen over the crowds.
"You know you can just fly over these ponies, right?"
Ditzy blushed. "I, uh, I forgot...", she admitted. "But hey! I haven't seen you in so long! How've you been?", she asked. Spitfire smiled. It may have been a while, but Ditzy was still her usual bubbly self. "Hey! Let's go back to my house, we have so much to catch up on!"
Spitfire nodded. "That sounds like a great idea,", she said. "Maybe while we're there were can make some of your amazing muffins?", she asked, putting on her puppy dog eyes. Ditzy blushed.
"My muffins aren't that good... but okay! Let's go!"
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"Be careful!", Ditzy cried. "You can't add the chocolate chips yet!"
"Oops, sorry Ditz...", she apologized. The fiery mare poured the batter into a muffin pan, then gave the pan to Ditzy. The grey mare opened the oven and bent over, swinging her hips back and forth as she placed the pan inside. Spitfire couldn't help but stare, entranced by the sight before her. Ditzy turned around and noticed. She decided not to comment.
"So, now we wait for the muffins to be ready!", she exclaimed. Ditzy motioned for Spitfire to follow, then made her way to the living room, where she sat down on a small, brown loveseat. Spitfire sat down as well, squeezing in beside her friend on the too-small seat.
"How are things in the Wonderbolts?", Ditzy asked. Spitfire just frowned.
"It would be better if I could stay in one town, with all my friends. I really miss you, you know.". Spitfire smiled at Ditzy. The grey mare blushed.
"Aww, I missed you too!", Ditzy said, moving over to lean on Spitfire. The orange mare blushed, her cheeks becoming a deep red. Her face got even redder when Ditzy nuzzled her neck. Suddenly, she felt her friend's lips on her own as Ditzy pulled her in for a kiss.
Spitfire pushed away, face flushed. "Ditzy! W-Why did you-?"
She was cut off by Ditzy placing a hoof on her lips. "Shhh...", she whispered. "I saw you staring in the kitchen...". The mare wrapped a hoof around Spitfire's neck, pulling her closer. "Just relax..."
Not one to argue, Spitfire did as she was told. Ditzy placed her hoof on the fiery mare's side, slowly rubbing up and down while planting little kisses on her neck. "Oh Ditzy...", Spitfire moaned. Ditzy slowly pushed Spitfire onto her back and laid down on top of her.
Spitfire closed her eyes as Ditzy licked her cheek. The grey mare proceeded to run her left hoof on Spitfire's inner thigh, moving up until she touched a sensitive area. Spitfire dripped onto Ditzy's hoof, and the grey mare raised it up to her mouth, giving it a lick.
She continued to run her friend's slit for a few more minutes, then abruptly stopped. Spitfire opened her eyes. "Why did you stop? Please, keep going... You can't stop now...", she pleaded. Ditzy just got up off her friend, and lied down on her back.
"My turn,", she whispered.
Spitfire nodded and jumped up on top of her friend, moving her hind leg between Ditzy's. She positioned herself, making sure their slits were touching, then started to move. Slowly at first, but increasing speed. Ditzy moaned as she felt her and Spitfire's mixed juices dripping down her leg and onto the couch.
Spitfire stopped moving up and down, and started to kiss Ditzy's chest, moving her head lower and lower until she reached the sweet spot. Ditzy bucked her hips as Spitfire's tongue caressed her most private of areas. The fiery mare licked Ditzy's pussy, trying to find the spot that would make Ditzy go wild.
Ditzy clenched her teeth as she felt her climax approaching. Sweat glistened on her forehead as she repeatedly bucked her hips up and down, causing Spitfire's tongue to thrust into her.
At long last, Spitfire found her friend's sweet spot. She wrapped her lips around Ditzy's clit, sucking. Ditzy screamed as waves of pleasure rolled through her body. With one final buck of her hips, she came, her juices squirting all over Spitfire's face. "Ooooohh..."
But Spitfire wasn't done quite yet. She got up and rammed her slit into Ditzy's face, and Ditzy returned the favour for her. After a few moments of thrusting, Spitfire climaxed.
"Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck!", she shouted in ecstasy.
The fiery mare lied down beside Ditzy, wrapping her arms around her. Ditzy nuzzled Spitfire's neck affectionately. "I really did miss you,", she muttered with a smile on her face. Spitfire just hummed in response.
Ditzy's eyes shot open. "The muffins!", she shouted as the fire alarm screeched throughout the house.
Spitfire smiled. She had missed Ditzy too.
