Quality Time Together (Pinkie Pie)View OnlineSaucy Adventures (2nd person POV)Quality Time Together (Pinkie Pie)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.
Room for One More (Rarity)View OnlineSaucy Adventures (2nd person POV)Room for One More (Rarity)Before reading this, please note. 1. This is a very mature fic, and pretty much a borders on a clopfic. Be sure you know what to expect before reading this. 2. If you're going to have a fit at me for submitting this, do it via PM. I would like to keep my comment sections free from disgruntled passive aggressiveness. 3. This is based on personal experience. Nah! Just fucking with ya! Forever alone..... 4. "Oh look, another wish-fulfillment fantasy." That's right. You wanna fight about it? And now my groaning is out of the way, let the fun begin! "Good morning, darling... Sleep well?" You hear a soft, yet scratchy voice echo through your ears as you leave your dreamworld. Eyes shooting open, you feel a hoof run through you mane, softly caressing the back of your head and neck. You awaken to an ocean blue, piercing gaze staring right through you. "I had a wonderful time last night, what about you?" You pause for a second, faint memories of the previous night slowly coming back to you. You remember ploughing hungrily through you sixth appletini, with the dimly-lit room spinning around you. You figured the best way to get through an awkward dinner with your recently found childhood friend was to get a little bit tipsy. As far as you were concerned, you had no reason to come off as desirable male. The last time you had seen this mare was 14 years ago anyway. This mindset, however, only encouraged the bright white mare, as she made a move almost instantly, inviting you back to "someplace more quiet". As you snap back to your current situation, it becomes more obvious from the sweat on your forehead and her apparent blush when looking at you, what really happened after you went home with the mare last night. You sigh heavily, partly in relaxation, partly in frustration that drinking had once again put you in this position. Your suspicions are confirmed when you feel a hoof run over your left leg and start attending to your most private of areas. You look back at the mare, trying your hardest not to focus on her soft touch, as revealing yourself now would be awkward for you. She flutters her eyes, noticing your evident discomfort, and pouts slightly, shifting her head closer to your. You then close your eyes also, feeling her hot breath wash over your lips. Feeling youse of start to succumb to her ministrations, you put a hoof on her foreleg touching you. "I think I'm gonna go have a shower..." you say, trying to sound as polite as possible. You were expecting a denial, as from your experience, the only thing worse than being unable to get it up, is to break the moment just as it starts to get heavier. Rarity, however takes this as a tease, and grins, looking down to your hoof touching hers. Suddenly her eyes open wider and she jolts lightly, remembering something. "Oh no.... I only asked Sweetie Belle to boil water for one person! If she finds out I brought a colt back from the bar, she'll...." she rewinds and plays back the contents of her words in her head like a tape. She gives you that ocean blue gaze once more, hoping that you'll realise the same thing she did. When it hits you after a few seconds, all you can do is accept the offer. You couldn't bear to walk out like this. She was beautiful, but it seemed like it was happening way to fast. It was a miracle you remembered her name. "I'll go get the hot water ready..." she says, adding extra breath to her words. You climb out of her soft warm bed into the cooler air in her room. You start to wander over to the adjacent bathroom. As you enter, you are greeted with a wonderful aroma of lavender, and vanilla.... sweet vanilla. It was probably some sort of conditioner she was using in her hair, although you didn't get the same mouth watering taste when you were sleeping with her. Wandering around the room, something catches your attention. Candles. Positioned by the bathtub, there were 4 candles, each with partially melted wax shafts. The wicks themselves were black and singed. "Ok, the water is on now!" Rarity says as she walks through the door. She notices you admiring her candles, and another idea springs to mind. "Those are the candles I use for my... private time." she says, a blush starting to appear. "They smell great.." you say looking back to them. "Can I light one?" Her gaze shifts to the floor for a second, contemplating your sudden proposition of exposing her inner pleasures. But she looks back to you and remembers who she's with, happily accepting. She levitates a box of matches nearby in the air. Opening the box, she removes a match and lights it, holding it in the air. Even the anticipation is making you salivate, and your eyes are fixed on her magic, with a face contorted with curiosity as to her next move. She lowers the lit match down onto the crispy wick, holding it magically there for a moment as it transfers its flame. "One last touch..." Rarity adds. She meanders over to the light, with each step adding a sway to her hips, and pushes the two way switch with a hoof. Now the candle was the only light source, filling the room with a pale tangerine hue, which highlighted Rarity's gorgeous shimmering eyes. "Let's not dawdle too long now, the water will cool." The mare then walks over to the shower and opens the curtain. "Well? What are you waiting for, dear?" You take this as your cue to step into the shower, Rarity brushing her tail under your chin as you climb into the tub. She does the same, and twists the faucet underneath the shower head. The shower cubicle was small, only comfortably made for one pony. You and Rarity were always touching body parts, no matter how you stood. She took every advantage she could of this, squirming and teasing any way that she could. "Come, come! We musn't let all the water run out now. Let's get washed up, shall we?" the white mare giggles. She then grabs a nearby bottle of coat-wash, magically levitating it in the air and squeezing some of the lotion-like substance into her hooves. "This smells absolutely divine..." she whispers before turning to face you. Her muzzle is right up against yours, and you can hear her breathe. "Hold out your hooves for me, darling..." she whispers in your ear. You do as she says, and feel the lukewarm washing substance dribble onto your hooves. Rarity was right. It smelled delicious, almost like a mix between chocolate and orange tea leaf. You start to rub the coatwash onto your chest, when she clears her throat. "What's wrong?" you say, as delicately as you can. "Don't colts know anything about ladies? It's proper manners when showering together to scrub your partner." With every second that you delay, her face twists into a more pleading expression. After some time, though, you realise that declining any advances would probably lose any oppurtunity you had with this mare. You nod slowly. That's all this mare needs to know. With that last nod of agreement, she tackles hugs you up to your hind legs into the corner of the shower cubicle. She places her hooves on either wall next to you, and leans her head in. Your hot and wet bodies are making contact, and every breath that she takes grids her cheat against yours. "Screw the shower, let's have some fun..." Rarity whispers softly. Your heart begins to beat faster at this sparkling new revelation. Her eyes lower, examining every square inch of your soaking wet body. The heat in your cheeks mixed with the steam eminating from the hot water was enough to make you start swearing profusely. You also notice Rarity beginning to perspire in anticipation. The white mare lands a quick nip on your lips before extending her tongue and running it down your neck. The sensation of her smooth tongue gliding over your flesh made you shiver and start shaking. It ran slowly down to your collarbone and upper chest area. It didn't stop there. She continues her journey down the centre of your stomach, over your navel and then.... You were lost in the feeling. Everything around you became a surreal bombardment of sensation. The white mare had started fellating you, in the hot and steamy atmosphere, with no intention of stopping anytime soon. All you could do at this point was stand and let yourself succumb to her. She rubbed her lips up and down your colthood, whilst massaging your thighs with her forehoofs. The pleasure was immense, and your knees started becoming weaker and weaker as it increased. When she felt your muscles tighten, she figured you were on the brink. She drew her mouth away from your member and ran her tongue down your inner thigh. You struggled to catch your breath as she kept the feeling going. "Not just yet, darling, I think both of us should finish in style. You know I simply LOVE spicing things up!" She lowered you down onto your back and climbed on top of you. You were still erect and soaking wet, waiting for her to make the next move. You close your eyes and feel the head make contact with two soft fleshy lips. Except these were not the same lips. You open your eyes and see Rarity's head right against yours as she undulates her hips, making friction between both of your most tender areas. The sensation is almost two much to handle and after a few minutes you feel your muscles tighten again, except Rarity just keeps grinding and grinding away. Then, you see yellow flashes obscuring your vision of the white mare above you, and you feel your member pulsate with much vigour, and a warm substance start to flick onto your lower abdomen. A mix of groans and yelps excape your lips, and Rarity simply looks down at her privates pleasuring yours, with her mouth half open in amazement. Your breathing is heavy as Rarity continues her hot session with you. After a short while, her moaning becomes louder and faster. She almost screams in pure bliss as she shuts her eyes tight and rides through every sensation she is feeling. The white mare flops on top you, letting herself cool down. The hot water had run out minutes ago, but both of you were still sweating and panting. As both of your breathing rates return to normal Rarity gives you a final and satisfying tongue - kiss. "That was amazing, darling. We should do that again soon." You return the compliment. "I think we should get out now." you finally add. She nods and gets up off of you. You open the shower curtain and you are greeted with the same tangerine glow from her scented candles. But before you could even register it, you see a horrified filly glaring at you in the doorway. "SWEETIE BELLE! WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU..." "I'm telling!" ******
Chill Pill (Rainbow Dash)View OnlineSaucy Adventures (2nd person POV)Chill Pill (Rainbow Dash)Credit goes out to Nitro836 for giving me the idea for this story ^^ . PART I It was a quiet summer evening, and you were sitting out on your balcony enjoying the warm sunshine. The balcony of your apartment overlooked a quiet allotment, which occasionally was occupied by frolicking colts and fillies. Today though, it was quiet, and the only sound that could be heard was the birdsong and the wind rustling the leaves. You had just finished a tasty supper you had made yourself, accompanied by a glass of Chardonnay, and the smooth relaxation station on your kitchen radio. After the meal you had retreated to your balcony adjacent to the living room; it had become something of a weekend ritual. You were just about to let the feeling snatch your mind into a snooze, when an obnoxious knocking on your front door made your body jolt and your eyes shoot open. "Dammit, who could that be at this time in the evening?" you say rolling your eyes. You lift yourself off of the comfy chair you were lying on and wander back into your apparent. You make your way to the door and twist the handle, flinging the door open grumpily and getting ready to tell-off your visitor. However, the pony standing out in the hall somehow seems familiar, but you can't quite place her. She's a pegasus like yourself, who carries a brilliant rainbow mane that settles in a unique way on her shoulders and neck. Her coat is a delicious cyan hue, and her eyes are a glimmering magenta. There's one thing that your still not getting, however. Her name? What's her name?! I know I've met this mare before but I just can't remember her bloody- "Heyyyaa! Long time no see, eh?" she gives you a playful slap on the shoulder. Your throat closes when you try to find your calm voice again. "Uh, hey... you!" It was an awkward greeting, but nothing in comparison to asking her name. From her enthusiasm, it was clear she knew you as a friend. "It's been way too long babe, we need to catch up. Mind if I come inside?" "Of course, make yourself comfortable. You want some coffee or something?" She steps inside and right by you, looking around at your apartment, nodding as she gazes at your artwork and photographs from flight school. Some of them are old pictures from your teenage years, or pictures of other of your family members and friends. There is one, though, which she particularly focuses on. She walks up to a picture of you taken by someone a while back at school. You can't quite remember who. She turns her head and lowers her eyes slightly. "Well, I was thinking of something a little bit stronger...?" she says with a cheeky grin. "Sure, just take a seat and I'll be back in a little bit." you reply, taking notice to her satchel she carried on her back. It had an embroidered signature on it, clearly done by a professional. The initials were "RBD". And had other things on it, such as signatures from friends and old stickers. "Thanks." is all she says, as she trots into your living room and plops down on your couch. "Well, she sure isn't shy..." you say to yourself as you enter into the kitchen. You grab the half drunken bottle of wine from the counter-top and a glass from a cupboard above. "RBD... R... B... D..." you say aloud as you pour the wine into each glass. Your jaws nearly crush the bottle you're holding when everything suddenly rushes back to you. "RAINBOW DASH??" you almost blurt out. "I haven't seen her in years! Oh stallion, this is awful!" The truth is, you had a huge crush on her in flight school. You got close to her through being competitive and always trying to one-up each other. You never told her, simply out of fear that she might not feel the same way. Sometimes, however, she showed hints of interest every now and then. Now being an example. Your forehead starts sweating as you remember all the times you could have made a move but didn't, coupled with the fact that she was here, right now, in your living room. Was this the right time? Even after not seeing her for years? You pour two glasses of wine and set the bottle back down on the counter, and nervously walk back to your couch. "Here you go, Dash." you say as you set a glass down on the coffee table between the two couches. You shakily copy her method of sitting and plop down on your haunches. You can tell your face is as red as an overfilled tomato. "So yeah... Uh... How have you been?" you say, not making eye contact with the mare across from you. "Great! I've been training to get into the Wonderbolts! But right now I'm just a weather pony. Pretty much in charge of the weather around here in Ponyville." she says with a proud grin. She sips her wine and sinks back into the couch, seemingly impressed at herself. "So what about you?" you look up at her, meeting her gaze with yours. "What have you been doing since we last saw each other?" You chuckle a little bit, feeling heavily embarrassed. She grins and leans forwards, waiting eagerly for your answer, and making you feel even more uneasy. "Uh... Um... Hold on, I'll be back in one second." With that, you gallop as fast as you can to the bathroom, daring not to look back what expression she might have. You dash inside, spin around and slam the door, locking it. You sink down against the door and pant heavily, with your hooves against your chest. You look down at the ground and nearly break down. "My whole relationship with her... It's based on who can outdo the other - even when we were little ponies! This feeling that I've bottled up... I can't hold it in any longer! I need to stand up tall, and face her." You sigh and look back down at the floor, wishing you could have the courage to tell her, but you couldn't. "How could she ever go out with a candy maker like me?" ~~ Meanwhile, Rainbow Dash was sitting on the couch, almost bursting with excitement. She leaned over the side and picked up her satchel with her teeth. She quickly scrambled around the inside of her bag, occasionally checking for an sign of you. Eventually she finds and pulls out a small plastic bag. She opened it and slowly reached in. She feels around for a while and eventually grins when her hoof finds what she was looking for. Holding it in front of her, her eyes widen. "I hope you know what you're doing, Pinkie..." She leans over to your glass of wine and slips a pill into your drink, quickly stirring the wine and dissolving it. She lets out a toothy smile and site back in the couch again, watching the wine innocently sit on the table. Waiting for its drinker. The deed was done, and soon, she would have what she came for. You come back in the room, instantly heading to the couch. You feel a stabbing pain in your side when your eyes fall on hers, and you blush again. You pick up the glass of wine and bring it too your lips. You open and take in a huge mouthful and swallow, calming your nerves. "Rainbow, there's something I need to tell you." She giggles and gets up off the couch. You watch her with your jaw agape as she slowly walks over to you and brushes her tail under your chin. She climbs on top of you and puts her forehead against yours. "Sshhh... Don't say a word." You start to feel light-headed. Your eyes become heavy as you start to see the beautiful mare in front of you start to distort. Your head gets dizzy and you feel your muscles almost melting. Your head falls backwards, and the last thing you feel is something fleshy and lukewarm wrap around your lips as you lose consciousness. ~~ Part II Your eyes slowly start to open, and bright light from an overhead lamp glares through your eyelids, and makes you flinch. "Ugh... What happe-... Where am I?" You try to lift your head and survey your surroundings. You try to lift one foreleg, but it doesn't move. You try to lift the other, again, unable to. You attempt to sit up, but your forelegs are not following. You look left and right. Each foreleg was tightly secured in leather straps, bolted down to whatever you were lying on. You gasp slightly and look at your hind legs. They were sprawled out, each one also secured in a similar way to your forearms. It was only then the panic of the situation truly struck. That is, until you survey your surroundings. What you thought initially was gong to be a dark an dingy cellar, was in fact, quite the opposite. As your vision returns to you fully, the atmosphere of the room you were in becomes clear. It was a bright pink room, surpsingly cosy. There was a sweet smelling aroma in the air, almost like chocolate and caramel. The bed you were lying on was soft and comfortable, even more than the one you owned. You lay your head back and try to recall the events leading up to your current situation. "Uhh... Um... I remember lying on my front balcony, and then... There was a knock on the door... And then..." You rack your dazed brain trying to think back to who it was at your door. "Oh fuck." At the instant moment when you remember who it was, you hear footsteps trotting up some stairs just outside the door. You squeal and try to wriggle free from your bonds, but to no avail. The door to the room opens, and the mare stands right in the doorway, admiring her latest prey. "Hey there." You stare at her with nothing but a fear stricken look. "RAINBOW DASH?! What's going on!? What have you done to me?!" She giggles at your clear display of "A better question would be: what will I do to you?" She seductively walks over by your bedside, her eyes glazing over your exposed body. She leans over, straddling you. She leans forward and shoves her tongue in your mouth. You lie there and take every ounce of her tongue into your mouth and let her have her way yours. She plays and teases your tongue with hers for a good minute and a half. She finally breaks the kiss and pants heavily. "I mean, why are you doing this?" you say quietly. Your voice was shaky and broken. She looks straight into your eyes and your eyes only, before leaning in again. This time though, she just bites your lips briefly and draws her mouth over to your ear. "Ever since the last time we met I've wanted to do this. Don't worry about the bondage though, nothing wrong with some fun." Her voice lowers to a hushed whisper even more, "Guess what..." "Wh..what..?" She runs a hoof over your forehead, brushing away a lock of hair that was over your eye. She stares into your eyes, a blush rising to her cheeks. "Finally having you like this... it's driving - me - wild!" She runs her tongue down to your neck and sucks your skin, giving you love bites all the way down your neck. She attends to every inch of your body, making sure no square inch of your face or neck isn't covered with kisses and licks. She turns her attention down to your mid-section, planting soft kisses down your chest and stomach. In between letting moans escape her mouth. As she slowly approaches... that area, your body starts tensing up. She takes notice immediately, and a grin forms on her face. "What's the matter?" she teasingly says, her face lowering slowly down inbetween your legs. She extends her tongue and keeps it there, inches away from your most personal area. She looks up at you, taking pleasure from your squirming. She recoils her tongue back in, and sits up, placing her soft rump against your stomach. "Tell you what. You know how we're so competitive with each other right?" You slowly nod, trying to wipe sweat off your forehead with your upper arm. "Let's play a game!" she says excitedly, running both hooves up your chest and wrapping loosely around your neck. "You're gonna love this..." she softly says. "I want you. I'm gonna have you. But that's boring right? Let's see... First one to reach climax wins." she smirks. Your eye's widen. She spreads her legs on top of you and lowers herself down, both of your privates making full contact. Her Rainbow mane brushes over you chest. She begins to undulate her hips back and forth, eagerly awaiting for you to get it up. You shut your eyes tight, trying to put your thoughts elsewhere. "Are you trying to ignore me? You know what the penalty is if you lose, right?" you open your eyes, meeting her gaze. "N.. No..?" you reply. "If you lose and I come first, then I'm afraid I promised a friend I would save some of you for her. If you come first, then I'll put you to sleep and you'll wake up back in your apartment, like a bad dream. So what'll it be, sport?" ~~ It was about fifteen minutes in, and both of you were starting to heavily pant. Dash kept moving on her own, occasionally looking down and watching you enter her. She squealed and moaned through each pump, gradually getting hotter and hotter, rubbing her body vigorously against yours. "Don't... (huh)... act like ...(huh).... you're not loving this ... (uhh)." She whispers in between moans. You squirmed in your straps with pleasure as she kept pumping her hips up and down, changing the pace every so often. You could tell she was experienced, the way she moved her body and licked and kissed every pleasurable area on your body. After about 20 minutes, it became too much, and both of you looked on the verge of climaxing, "Wait... Dash (huh)... Wait don't..." "C'mon, show me what you got" She lifts her rump off of your lower quarters and moves down. She takes you into her mouth and plays with you with the tip of her tongue. The feeling becomes too much, and you feel yourself start to go over the edge... She opens her mouth and let's you release yourself on her, quietly moaning as you grit your teeth and let the pleasure overwhelm every muscle in your body. After about eight seconds, you slump back down, and catch your breath. Dash rests her head on your stomach, panting and caressing herself. "I'm... I'm gonna..." she suddenly gasps and draws her hoof away. "Let me..." you say in between heavy breathing. She gets up and turns in the opposite direction. She lifts one back leg and puts it over your head, and maneuvers herself into the 69 position. She slowly lowers her private area down onto your lips, and you slowly start to tease her with your tongue, making the feeling as intense as possible. You stick it in sometimes and adventure around, making sure to pleasure every part. After a short while, she starts to moan louder and louder, her body tensing up on top of you, and in a flash, she comes, while your tongue is still inside her, wriggling about. The pleasure nearly makes her eyes roll back and her tongue drop from her mouth. "Look's like you won..." she says. She get's up and tries not to let her knees buckle. She is still shaking as she climbs back onto you the right way around. "Oh no... That means..." you say, desperation present in your voice. "Ssshhh..." she sofly cooes. You look up at her and notice a white pill held in her teeth. "Thank you." She puts her lips to yours and sucks at them, not breaking the kiss until your saliva has dissolved the pill. You lose consciousness. ~~ *Knock Knock* You're eyes flicker open. You were lying peacefully on your balcony when a loud and obnoxious knocking on the door. You dreamily get up and wander over to the door. You swing the door open and gaze with half shut eyes at your visitor. It was a grey pegasus with a light yellow mane. "Hey! Haven't seen you since flight school! How have you been?" You gallop as fast as you legs could carry you, racing back to the balcony. You leap off and fall ten feet into some shrubbery below. You scramble out and take flight, beating your wings at an incredible rate, and flying as fast as possible in the opposite direction. Back at the apartment, Derpy looked straight forward with a saddened expression. "Don't you want a muffin?" Fin.
Pulling Your Weight (Applejack)View OnlineSaucy Adventures (2nd person POV)Pulling Your Weight (Applejack)The Equestrian summer Sun was at its highest point in the sky, baking alive those individuals that happened to be outside during these blistering hours. You were undergoing your daily duties as a form of apple-kicking 'deckhand'. Well, to put it bluntly, most of your day was spend wheeling around carts filled to the brim with a mountain of freshly bucked apples. Your coat was soaked to the point where a passer-by would have mistaken you for a swamp beast. Cloudy droplets of labour-sweat trickled down your forehead and invaded each eye, causing you to groan and brush across your face with a hoof. The Apple family's barn house where the apple shipping barrels were came into vision, just over the next hill. Thank Celestia the end of the journey was close or you would have passed out and fallen muzzle-first into the dusty path. As you were about to begin another struggled climb over the next apple tree hill, a familiar voice rings through the thick, soupy air. "Wooo-ee! It sure is a hot one today!" "Her? Again?" You think to yourself. That voice was unmistakeable. Her signature southern accent could be distinguished from miles away. Applejack. She is the one sibling out of an extraordinarily large family - all with apple related names and cutie marks. This one, Applejack, has her particular eye on you ever since you applied for the job. Even in the interview she was shyer than her normal self. You chalk it up to respect more than anything. After all, she was never a pony that was interested in colts. "A simple mare with simple pleasures", she always used to proudly affirm. "Ya need any help with that cart?" She says in as soft tone as possible. Her eyes quiver slightly as they glaze over your sweaty form. "Um, no. No, I'm good thanks. I need to get these apples to the barn and then... and then pick up something from Sugarcube cor-" Applejack takes a step towards you. "Um. Yeah, and then I have to go home and see what - " "Are ya sure ya can't spend a while at my place? I think Granny Smith has some cold cider brewing." There was something about the way she put that sentence, but you brush it off. "I, uh... well what about this huge shipment of apples I'm supposed to carry back to the barn?" You protest. "Well, it's on the way, ain't it? C'mon sugar, I never heard of anypony who would turn down a an ice-cold glass of apple cider!" Before you could say a word more, Applejack had already slid up next to you, and fastened a rope around herself to the cart. "Might as well give you a hand. Its the least I can do." she broadly smiles as both of you begin marching side by side back to the house. "Applejack, really, this isn't necessary. Besides, I heard Big Mac wanted some help with bucking down by South Water River." You pluck excuses out of the air nervously. Applejack shoots you a glare. "Nonsense, partner! I'll be back in no time, let's just worry 'bout us gettin' some rehydration first. I'm sure Big Mac can handle it himself." she straightens up her hat and presents you with a toothy smile. As you both heave the enormous cart up the hill, you notice that Applejack stares at you occasionally, but you keep your eyes facing forward, or down to the ground. The grunts and panting from both of you send your mind drifting, and you desperately hold back a violent blush by looking the other direction. Applejack was the first to break into conversation. "So... Are you, y'now... Like involved with anypony?" You quickly look to her and meet her eyes, taken back by her change in character. Applejack was never one to be shy or hesitant - if she had something to say, she said it. This question in particular must have humbled her quite a bit. "Well, no. That is... I'm not... dating anypony, if that's what you were asking. Well I did... But that was ages ago, and... Yeah, no, no I'm not involved at the moment." you feel yourself going bright red at how badly that came out. Applejack just looks forward again and grins, satisfied with whatever you said. Just at that moment, a trainee on the farm was bucking an apple tree right off the side of the path. He was about to fill his last bucket, when he bucked it with a tad too much force, causing it to snap at the base. Your eyes casually glance up. "OH SHIT!" you yell, startling the mare next to you. The tree was on course to land right where the orange mare was standing. Without thinking twice, your back legs shoot out and backwards in a buck, connecting with the cart directly behind you. "Wha-!? OOF!" You here to the side of you. The cart pivoted around you and knocked your partner off her hooves and out of line of the falling tree. A wave a relief washes over you as you see that Applejack is safe, but a sudden realisation seizes you. The tree was right in line to hit the huge shipment of apples! In a flurry you grab the end of the rope that was connected to Applejack and untie the tight knot as fast as you could. The tree was almost about to collide with the apple cart, which would have launched you and her into the air. Thankfully, you can pull on the knot with your teeth with enough strength that it slips and the rope falls off the end of the cart, leaving you staring up at the large, unforgiving, oncoming tree. Fate has given you just enough time that you can start to undo yourself. Unfortunately, dexterity fails you, and the last thing you remember is being hurled into the air with Applejack shouting something behind you. * * * A sizzling noise jolts you awake, and you open your eyes slowly. The first thing that strikes you is how comfortable you were. So much so, that you had trouble keeping yourself from drifting back off to sleep again. “Where am I...?” You think out loud to yourself. As you pan across the room with your eyes, it becomes clear that you have definitely not been here before. Even more apparently, this room had clearly been made up for you. The bed you were lying on was exceptional, and the flickering light of a fireplace in the corner of the room gave a lovely atmosphere to the room. “Hello?” You call out, as you prop yourself up against the headboard. There is a short pause before you here that same familiar voice echo through the room from outside. “Oh! You’re awake?” You here soft hoofsteps draw closer to the entrance of the room in the far corner. Standing in the doorway at the end of the room was an absolutely stunning tangerine mare. Her hair was in a slightly different style, allowing it to flow down her shoulders in a beautiful fashion. Much to your surprise her trademark hat was absent. She wore the most passionate look as she trotted over to your bedside, with you watching in awe. "How d'ya feel?" she asks, her delicate voice kissing your ears. "I, uh, my head kind of hurts. What happened?" She smirks slightly and her eyes refuse to break contact with yours. "Well, I reckon ya shoved me and cut me loose from that cart before I got flattened." You both laugh quietly and you nervously look down. "Well, y'all should try to rest for now. Same goes for me, too." You smile at her and slide down under the duvet, grinning like a foal while you shut your eyes. That is, until the mare whispers something to you. "Scootch over will ya?" You pause. "Wha... What?" "What, ya think I'm gonna sleep on the floor or somethin'? C'mon you big wuss." She chuckles heartily. You scoot over uneasily, allowing plenty of room for you and the orange earth pony. You pretend not to notice that she completely ignores the space you've given her and she slides up right against you. "How's yer head?" she says, barely above a whisper. You put a hoof to it and wince slightly as a sharp pain shoots through around your head. "Here. Lemme see." Applejack sits up and leans over you, drawing her face in towards yours to closer inspect your forehead. You try your hardest to block out how her warm breath rolls over your lips when she breathes out, or how her apple and cinnamon scented hair falls freely on your neck. Naturally, you're failing quite miserably. You slowly open your tightly shut eyes and find Applejack, no longer assessing your head injuries, but rather just staring straight into your half shut eyes, lightly blushing. "Hey, Applejack?" "Yes, sugarcube?" "I have to ask you." you swallow your nervousness and summon up all your courage. "How come you always act different around me than the other workers? I mean, what I'm asking is, do you - mmMm" Before you could finish your sentence, Applejack had already drawn her mouth up to yours and extended her smooth and wet tongue between your lips, and into your mouth. Her lips lock with yours and she squeezes as much taste out of you as she can. Her hoof rubs the back of your head and runs through your mane, while your hoof runs down the length of her back. She was now full-on on top of you, her forelegs pressed down against yours, undulating her hips against your private region. She breaks the kiss and turns her attention to your right ear. A small kiss graces your cheek on the journey there. "Did that answer yer question?" her wonderful accent soothing you. This time it was your turn to speak. You place a hoof to her neck as gently as you can and bring your lips to hers, tasting her sweet tongue once more. She blushes intensely, and so do you, as your tongues are shared happily in each others' mouths. Your tongue moves around to her neck and you suck at her, moving all around to leave no patch without attention. She gasps at every move, and you delight in the fact that you can give your boss such a feeling of ecstasy. Both of your hands travel other places inadvertently while you share such a moment. Both of you are panting heavily and starting to break a sweat. Applejack whispers your name in the most sensual way possible. "D'you... wanna..." You grin. "Only if you do." "Oh I do." With that you roll over onto Applejack and hold yourself up with your forelegs. Your crotch is right on hers, and she bites her lip, without breaking eye contact. That was the only prompt you needed, and you plant your lips on hers, reaching around her back and pulling the full length of her body up against yours. A few moans escape her mouth as you have your way, and you do your best to make it as enjoyable for her as possible. Her hooves run down your sides, and she feels up your already sweating body as she revels in pleasure underneath you. "Are you ready?" "I'm yours." * * * "Applejack...*uhng*...I can't hold it.. *huh*" "Don't! I'm almost.. I'm.. *ah~*" You feel Applejack's thighs tense and her grip on you tightens. She closes her eyes and your foreheads touch. Without hesitation both of you climax together. Your hard gasps of pleasure exchange between you and she quickly touches her soft lips to yours before sitting up to catch her breath. You feel the full weight of her luscious body against your midsection as she pants heavily for a short while. "That was.. *huh*..." "Yeah I... I know." You return, casting a stray hoof to her thigh. "I reckon I'm tired more than ever." She sighs. Applejack then lays back on you and brings you into a tight embrace, and you both just lay there - enjoying each others' company before the fatigue of pulling and bucking apple carts overwhelms you. You fall into a deep, wonderful sleep in the arms of Applejack. Authors Note: I don't really like this one as much as the others for a number of reasons. I felt that the story moved WAY too fast and the saucy bit was kind of lame, and the protagonist was shallow and cliche. I'm still kind of getting back into writing after not doing anything for ages. So any feedback is good feedback at this point. Stay grooovy.
Breaking Hearts (Twilight) - Pt. OneView OnlineSaucy Adventures (2nd person POV)Breaking Hearts (Twilight) - Pt. One*Ding! Ding!* A bell chimes as you push the library door open. "Hello!" Comes a warm greeting. "Evening, Twilight" "How can I help you? Looking for anything specific?" "Well, actually I came in to see your friend Spike. Is he around?" "Oh!... Uh.. Yes! He's, um, right back in the study, he's helping me organise some letters." "Thanks Twi." You trot over to the door in the far corner of the room, refusing to look back at the purple unicorn, who almost certainly had her gaze on you. A small wash of relief takes hold of you as you drop out of sight from the librarian. *Slam!* "Spike! Hey Spike?" The crusty eyed assistant reveals himself from the far corner of the study. He nonchalantly throws a rolled up scroll over his shoulder as he walks turns towards you. "Ugh! What is it now? I.. Oh, it's you." You laugh. "My voice really sounds like Twilight's?" The dragon harrumphs slightly. "I'm tired, okay? Have you got the goods or not?" You reach into your satchel and pull out a small plastic bag screwed up in a ball to obscure it's contents. As you carefully undo it, you marvel at the look of excitement on the dragon's face. "There it is. The finest Red Beryl gemstones this side of the Crystal Empire." You hold out the 'goods' to the ecstatic dragon. "Some dragons I've dealt to say that the buzz lasts for 4 hours. Sweet, eh?" "Sweet?! It's awesome! How much for the whole stash?" "Sixty for the whole." His smile dies. You hold out a hoof and grin at him. "Pay up, squirt." He drops some gold coins with a slight reluctance into your hooves. You immediately shove them into your satchel, and bid your client good day. "Pleasure doing business again, little man." *Slam!* As if waiting for you outside the door, Twilight jumps slightly as you hastily exit. "Is everything alright? Did you find Spike?" You continue heading for the door, avoiding looking at her. "Yeah I found him." As you trot over to the front door of the library, you hear Twilight speak up. "This isn't the first time you've come in here looking for Spike." You slowly turn your head. "Pardon?" "Are you two good friends or something?" "... Why are you asking?" "Well, because if you're looking for a book I can help! I run the library!" You examine her darting eyes. She looks everywhere except your own. "See you later, Twilight." *** "Wait a second... How many crystals are here?" Spike examined his latest purchase. "One... Two... Three...Four... Mmhm... Yep... Seven-eight-nine-ten eleve- wait! Wait a second! He scammed me! What a dirty piece of-!" Catching himself having an outburst with Twilight just outside, he sighs and accepts his own fault. As he stuffed the gems into his hiding place behind the bookcase, he fumed with rage, cursing himself for not counting the gems before paying. *Slam!* "Oh there you are Spike! Did you finish organizing those letters?" "Yeah..." As Spike walked past his age-old friend, he plotted his revenge against that dirty scumbag. "I need to get that guy back!" he thought, punching his hand. "But how can I? l can't steal my money back... Hmm..." It was fate. As if by some great force, an idea do diabolical, so devious and so dreadful flew into Spike's head, that no asshole "hallucigem" dealer would ever think to double cross him again. "Oh... My... Celestia..." He ran upstairs as fast as he could to his room, shutting the door behind him and collapsing to the ground with pure excitement. "Wait! Wait! I have to savour this moment! The day my fail-safe plan comes into order! Operation: Breaking Hearts!" *** You strut down Sugarcube Corner, wearing a mischievous grin and a satchel that sang out the sweet song of coins rattling together. "Another sweet sucker conned by the master..." you think to yourself, chuckling under your breath. As you duck into a nearby back alley to take the short-cut home, a small shadow catches your eye. You turn around sharply, surveying the area. "Hmph." You turn back around and keep walking, hearing the familiar jingle of money bounce around between the walls either side of you. *Tink* "Ouch!" Your head stings a little bit. "Something hit me!" You turn around, only to find the empty road you had just walked. "Damn pebble hit me, I - GAHH!!" As you casually turn around to continue your journey, you are greeted with the smug face of your most recent con victim. "You scammed me out of my sixty coins." "Tough shit, little man." You budge past him, calming your racing heart. "I guess it's time for a little revenge then, eh?" You turn your head, pausing at the content of his words. "Oh yeah? What are you gonna do?" You chuckle as you resume walking down the alley away from Spike, listening for the presumed desperate retort. "I guess Princess Celestia would love to hear about your little business." You freeze in your tracks, yet again. "... What did you just say?" "You know those letters that I was organizing when you came in? Yeah, those were letters to the Sun goddess herself. It would take me five minutes to write a nice little letter telling her all about how you make a living." A cold sweat breaks out on your forehead. "Fine! You want your money back?! I want my gems back!" Spike looks at you with a grin. "I don't think you're in a position to be calling the shots here." "What else do you want from me?! A written apology?" "Actually I have something else in mind." *** Back at the library, Twilight sighed as she levitated a book onto the top shelf. "I just don't understand... He's so sweet, but... Why does he shake me off so bitterly like that? Am I not... Pretty enough?" *** "NO! NO WAY! There's no way I'm doing that!" "Oh, you don't have a choice. I'll blow the lid off your whole sham, and you'll be in Canterlot prison faster than you can say 'ruby'." "I can't! How do you expect me to just walk up to her and - " "- confess my undying love for him?! It seems so silly but... Ack! What am I? A schoolfilly?! I just have a dumb little crush, why am I getting myself so worked up over nothing! Besides, he probably doesn't feel the same way, it'll be - " " - humiliating! Listen to me Spike, you can have extra, I'll pay you 30 extra. Just don't make me do this!" Spike shook his head. "Oh, and be sure to make it at least believable? She already thinks you're a distant, shallow, wierdo. Don't bother trying to rat out my plan, either. If anything, you'll be the one in more shit for dealing me hallucigems. For all she knows, I have no idea what I'm buying!" You collapse against the wall putting your head in your hooves. "I can't believe this..." "She's waiting, lover-boy."
Breaking Hearts (Twilight) - Pt. TwoView OnlineSaucy Adventures (2nd person POV)Breaking Hearts (Twilight) - Pt. TwoYou walk in through the library door. Your heart is pounding furiously as you slowly make your way up to the front desk. You get on your hind legs and rest your hooves on the desk, and you stare down at the wood. Shutting your eyes tightly, you decide it's time. "Hello?" You wait for a response. "HELLO?" "Just a second!" Her voice makes you wince, and you feel disappointment wash over you. You had hoped she would be out, and you could put this thing off. You look over your shoulder at Spike, who assured you he would be watching the whole thing from the window. He gives the thumbs up, and a grin that begged for a smacking. "How can I hel-oh! It's you..." Twilight runs a hoof through her hair and takes a deep breath. "Can I do you- I mean! What can I do you for-AH! I mean-l" "Actually, I'm not looking for Spike, or any books." you sigh. "Can I talk to you in private for a second?" She looks around and nervously laughs. "Well, aha! We're... kind of the only ones in here, so..." She looks down to the floor. "Just... Let's go upstairs, shall we?" She blushes deeply. "But that's my bedroom..?" You ignore her sudden rush of hormones and lead the way up the twisting flight of stairs. As you ascended, your mind raced. How were you going to get out of this? Now that Spike was out of sight, all you needed to do was somehow get away from her, the little purple prick, and skip town. It was no secret that this mare had the hots for you... But what were you going to say to crumble the whole situation and take off? If she found out how you made living she would rat you out to the Princess for sure... but so would Spike if I didn't play his little game. I was screwed. By the time your train of thought left the station, you were already in Twilight's quarters. She fumbled with trinkets and brushed off lampshades, desperately trying to make her room look tidier. "I'm sorry! It's usually much more presentable! It's just the library was busy this morning and everything." You sit on her bed, rubbing the back of your neck and holding out a hoof to signal to her to sit down next to you. "Uh. Sure," she murmurs. The two of you sit awkwardly, unsure of what the other is going to do any second. The severity of your situation sets in. In utter hopelessness you decide to come clean about dealing hallucigems to her baby dragon, and pray that your years go by fast in Canterlot dungeon. "Okay Twilight, I need to tell you something very important, and you have to promise me... are you listening?" Twilight was mesmerized by your lips. "Oh! Yes. Very important!" You sigh again and run a hoof down your face. "You have to promise me... that you won't tell Celestia, or anyone else in Ponyville." You take a deep breath. "But I-" Something catches your eye and your heart does a backflip. That dragon. Spike took his finger and ran it across his neck. 'YOU'RE DEAD" he mouthed through the bedroom window. Every muscle in your body said run like hell, but at this point, Twilight would definitely freeze you and force you to finish your sentence. "But I-" Twilight bites her lip, praying that those two words she dreamt of passed out your lips. All hope was lost. "I... love... you... Twilight." The air in the bedroom gains a hundred pounds as the two of you stare at each other for what seems like an eternity. Spike punches the air triumphantly. Twilight grabs you by the neck and pulls your face to hers. She firmly plants her lips on yours and she tackles your tongue, wrestling with it while she almost eats your face. "MWA!" You break the kiss. Twilight's pupils dilate and her eyes sparkle as the taste of you lingers on her tongue. "I love you too!" She buries her face into your neck and you half-heartedly put an arm around her. Outside, Spike climbs down from the tree limb he hung onto. "I guess I'll give those two some time alone now... hehe... Spike, you sir, are one dastardly bastard." Now that Spike was out of sight, you push the unicorn off you. "Well I'm done here. Bye now." You get up off the bed and brush yourself off. Twilight looks at you in shock. "But what about... you said you love me..?" You turn to face the door, looking back at her. "Nah, it was all bullshit. Got blackmailed. It sucked pretty bad. See ya!" Leaving Twilight in a flurry of confusion, you reach out for the doorknob and ready yourself to hustle ass as far away from here as possible. As you grab it, an aura of magic surrounds it and you hear a deathly clicking sound of the lock. "Stop being such a tease!" "Goddamit..." Twilight grabs your arm and pulls you back. She flops onto her bed face up, and you fall on top of her. Twilight parts her hind legs to allow your body to rest on hers. "You talk too much for such a mysterious colt," she softly breathes, rubbing your chest. "Well, I don't care what you say, we're spending the night together." While the offer did sound tempting, after all, she wasn't bad at all... but being even loosely connected to royalty was risky as hell. "No, Twilight, you don't understand! Spike bought my- and then he followed me and made me come back here and do this and now I'm here and-" Twilight was smiling dreamily and caressing your shoulders, blissfully unaware of what you were saying. "What was that about making you come?" she giggles. She rolls over on top of you, surprising you with her strength. "Twilight Just listen to me! I can't be with you because I deal halu-mmnph mmnm mph!" A hoof goes over your mouth. "Ssshhhhhh... Just relax..." She kisses you again, softly, savouring it this time. You start to feel the heat from her cheeks as she gets more and more flustered by the feeling of her lips against yours. Nothing can be heard in the room now. She breaks the kiss and climbs forward, until both your crotches are on each other. She strokes your cheek with a hoof and kisses you once more, softly grinding her body against yours. This was it. You were committed. If she ever found out you were a criminal it would be too late anyway. You decide to go for it. After all, it was pretty clear she wanted it. You run both your hooves down the curve of her midsection, and she shudders from the sensation, gently moaning into your mouth, approving your hooves to explore elsewhere. You keep going further down, reaching her cutie mark. You feel the roundness of her flanks. She runs a hoof through your mane, and begins turning attention to other parts of your face. She plants loving kisses down your jawline, whispering to you. "I want to be yours..." You roll her over, and begin kissing her neck. She stiffens up as a tidal wave of lust envelopes her and she moans as you begin pumping. Her hips press against yours as she tries to take as much of you as possible. You continue undulating your hips back and forth, feeling every squeal of pleasure enter your mouth as you shove your tongue into hers. Beads of sweat form all over both of your bodies. Twilight lay flat with her hooves above her head as she felt herself succumb to you. You continue, holding yourself up, watching the mare under you moan and convulse with every one of your humps. Twilight pulls you down so that you lie on her, and she rolls over. Her body shook as she panted, "Let me." The mare began pumping against you, sitting up and putting her mane up with her hooves. She groaned as she watched you carress her thighs which sat either side of your hips. Twilight continued riding you, and your hooves started to softly stroke her behind. "Ooooh!~" She fell forward and lay on top of you. Her enthusiasm increased from your sensual touch. You both exchange your hot breath, as you fill each other with increasing pleasure. It wasn't long before you could tell she was close. "I'm gonna...*huh*-I'm... *ooh*" You were close too. She had a fantastic body, and truth be told she was amazingly good at this. Twilight held herself up on your chest, and you watch as she comes to a rocking climax on top of you. Her flanks shiver as the ecstacy fills her and sweat drips down her forehead. She collapses and you seal lips as your turn comes. Your legs clench and your grip around her tightens as you feel yourself go over the edge. She whimpers lovingly from the feeling of you in her, and underneath her. "That was..." Twilight struggles to find he breath. You lay panting with the spent mare, as exhaustion took you by surprise. Your eyes slowly close as you bask in the body heat that both of you shared. The last thing you remember before drifting off, was Twilight's warm lips against your face. *** *KATHUMP!* "PUT YOUR HOOVES WHERE WE CAN SEE THEM!" You jolt up and hear Twilight scream as she covers herself. Your eyes are still blurry, but you feel a pair of hooves drag you out of bed and you fall face first on the floor, groaning in pain. "You are under arrest of suspicious of possession of controlled crystals. You have the right to remain silent, anything..." You look up at Twilight as you are read your rights, and a pair of cuffs are muscled around your wrists. She looks at you, in utter disbelief. As they hoist you up, you give a quick smile to her. "Your dragon is a drug addict. His stash is behind the bookcase" Twilight stares blankly back at you as the two police ponies drag you out of her bedroom. "Take him away, fellas!" Spike folds his arms smugly, and patted you on the back as two pairs of arms lead you to the front door of the library. "How'd it go, my man?" In a last attempt to salvage any upside to the situation you yell out at Spike. "Great, I ratted you out. See ya!" As you resign yourself to the prospect of Canterlot dungeon, you grin as you hear your one night stand lose it behind you. "Spiiiike! Where are the gems! Come on! Cough 'em up!" Author's Note I didn't mean to make Spike seem like an asshole in this one, it just helped the story reach where I wanted it to go. I could probably picture him trying to cover his tracks at any expense, so whatever. I dunno.
