Saucy Adventures (2nd person POV)

This story was written around July 2011, when I just started getting into the fandom. After this I wrote the detective one which was absolutely awful. This one though, makes up for it I hope. FUN FACT: This was written on my iPhone.

"Hey..."

You turn around sharply to face Pinkie Pie, your boss, harbouring a mischievous yet excited look on her face.

It was 3 in the morning, and the bakery had long since closed for the night, and Mr and Ms Cake had gone to bed many hours ago.
You had been staying up, finishing refilling the empty frosting cans, so you could finish early the next day. Pinkie however, had been staying up all night in her room, obviously planning something by the look on her face.

"Come upstairs for a minute, I have to show you something." she says squinting her eyes slightly and grinning.

"You mean like, you're room? Why ?" you ask, confused as to why she would ask you to her sleeping quarters at a time like this.

"Do you want to spoil the surprise?!" she flatly asks, the mischief now more prevalent than before.

Without saying another word you comply, setting down the tub of frosting and trotting up to the base of the stairs.
She stops you.
"No, I might need that." she says, pointing to the frosting. You give her a quizzical look, before returning and picking up the tub in your mouth.

You climb the stairs, feeling anxious as to what she has planned for you. Events start to flow through your mind. The time she first planted a kiss on your cheek, the time she sent you a "miss you" card, while you were vacationing in Fillydelphia, and the time she slept with you in her bed, after you passed out from a hard day at Sugarcube Corner.

You walk in through the doorway into her room. You look around and see nopony, before you hear the door creak, and eventually close. You continue to face in the direction, as you know damn well what behind you.

Pinkie walks up slowly, and nuzzles you neck.
"How about we take a seat on my bed? You should feel it.. It's the softest ever...."

Like a fish you take the bait, and you flop onto her bed.

"wow, this IS nice..."

She flops down next to you.

"It's the second nicest thing in this room..."

Her words wash over your head as you feel your aching muscles sink into her soft bed. You could fall asleep, then and there, until you felt a hoof graze your chest

Your eyes snap open, and you see a pink forehoof, stroking and petting your chest and stomach. You turn to face Pinkie. Her cyan gaze meets yours for a split second, and she bites her lip, looking back down to her hoof. She goes lower, her gentle touch overwhelming your senses.

"I thought we could spend some quality time together..."
You never took Pinkie to be a romantic type, but then again, you never expected yourself to be the romantic type either. Ever since you had known her, she was full of pleasant surprises.

Her hoof finished caressing you, and works its way up to your shoulders.
"ooo... Your shoulders... They're so stiff! Let me fix that..." she whispers. Pinkie then maneuvers herself on top of you, both her hooves softly pressed against your shoulders. She starts to rub in a circular motion, trying her absolute hardest to make it as pleasurable for you as possible.

After a short while of this, Pinkie loses herself in the passion of the moment, and firmly plants her lips against yours, slowly moving her hips against yours, as if to suck every flavor out of you that she can get.

You return the favour, moving your head down and planting kiss after affectionate kiss down her supple neck. Her scent was candy apples, and her breath was warm and light. This excites the pink earth-pony, and she raises her head to expose as much neck as possible, moaning and grinding the whole time you pleased her.

"Shall we move onto the main event?" You whisper in her ear, in between nibbles. She giggles softly and whispers back,
"Ready when you are.."

With a swift motion, you roll over, positioning her underneath you.
"Let me give you a head start..." you say in the most male voice you can. You had heard that mare's love stallions with a deep and masculine voice.

She stares with a vacant smile waiting for the next move, as if she doesn't believe this moment is reality.

You plant kisses down her chest... stomach... And finally you reach your final destination. Pinkie let's out a small "EEP!" as you draw closer to her most sensitive areas. You hesitate at her small outburst. You can see her breathing rate increase for sure, and she mutters, "I'm just.. s.. sensitive down th... there..."

You take the hint and instead tease her more by running your tongue down her hind legs slowly and meandering back up. She tenses up again and gasps, so you go over her stomach and down the other leg.

"Oh.. Oh my gosh..." she moaned. Before you could make the grand finale, she sits up and grabs you by the forelegs, pulling you up for another kiss. She pushes her tongue right through and plays happily with yours.

Breaking a long tongue wrestle, you gaze at a panting, overwhelmed mare.
"Now... I need you now...." she finally declares.

She climbs on top of you one more and starts to slowly grind her rump against your crotch area, giving a sensual bit-lip smile down at you, as you rest your head against the pillows of her bed, soaking all the feelings you now had for the pink mare

A thought crosses your mind.

"What about the frosting?"

Fin.