There we are, in that lonely room with a tray full of chocolate chip muffins and a well-made bed. She's feeling rather happy about herself. She sits down on the bed and offers me one of the muffins, which I decline, but thank her for offering me anyway. I look into her crossed eyes as she gives a subtle, but caring smile. She is a beautiful girl, an innocent soul whose errors are unintended, simply coming from failed attempts at working harder to meet the social and mental norm of other people.
I wanted to get this off of my chest for some time. She was a nice, loyal friend that cared greatly for me. We were closer than any other two people we knew of. Not a day went by when we wasted the hours away with each other, partaking in fun, adventure, or simple everyday tasks. I knew I had to ask her this, or that special thing would never happened.
I take her hand in mine and quickly put my other over it. I then hold it a few inches in front of my chest and say, "Derpy Hooves, you truly are my heart and soul, you are my winter, fall, and spring. You are the joy that summer brings. Do you love me as I love you?"
She is conflicted as to just how to answer this, but is optimistic about the situation. She hugs me tightly, causing me to crash down onto the bed embracing her. She then says to me, "That's the first time anyone's ever said that to me. If it means so much to you, then yes, yes I do." I look into her eyes once more as we stare at each other lovingly. She opens her mouth so as to kiss me, and I follow through with the same action. I lock my lips onto hers, lightly trembling my lips. My tongue then enters into her mouth and meets to hers, and judging by her quivers and slight chuckling, she was in a state of total glee.
We then lie at each other's sides and she says, "So that's what it's like. I... liked it." I then say, "You're gonna like what comes next..." She gives a short, surprised, "Oh?" I sit at her back on the bed and pull off her sweater delicately. She is unaware just what is happening, but she is consenting to the action regardless. I then lightly unbutton her baby-blue work shirt that stuck out of her sweater and slowly and gently remove it from each of her arms. She giggles and says, "I don't know what you're doing, but I kinda like it!" I then unhook her bra and toss it aside lightly. I fondle both of her breasts, which are not firm, but not sagging, and give them a much-needed squeeze. She giggles once more.
I take each sock, right in between the big toe and the toe adjacent, and gratuitously pull both of them off, giving the sole of each of her feet a ferocious tickle. She is laughing uncontrollably and squirming about on that bed topless, and I can't help but find it adorable. After about a minute, I stop, and continue the unbriefing.
I unbuckle her denim jeans as she lies down. I kindly pull down the zipper and slowly, but lovingly, pull her pants down from the holes where her feet are sticking out, and move my hands upwards accordingly as they descend. None remain but her underpants, simple pink briefs, elastic and all that. I pull the elastic a few inches upwards from her crotch and position my fingers around both sides of her hips and straightforwardly remove the undergarment. She is in her natural form, as she was brought into this world, as her mother bore her. She looks at me, blushing, with her fingers at the side of her mouth, and says, "This is weird... but I really like it! What are you going to do now?"
I smile and scoff. I get down on my knees as I ready my head to be positioned in between her legs. She opens them as my head lowers, and I give her womanly parts a good look. They are untouched, virgin in every way. I take my finger and, after struggling for a few seconds to find it, give her clitoris a slight circular rub. She moans and squirms her body before I calm her down. I then rub my tongue in a vertical motion against the opening of her vagina before going back to her clitoris. She is in a state of pure euphoria from the pleasure, trying to hold in her screams of pleasure before losing her cool and yelling the words, "This is better than muffins any day! Don't stop!" After exhausting my tongue for a good few minutes, she reaches orgasm and lets out a long, euphoric moan. She then pants from the exhaustion. I disrobe myself, allowing my erect penis to be in fully in sight for Derpy.
She looks at it, astounded. I then say, "I bet you haven't seen one of these before." I then kneel down on the bed as she crawls toward it on all fours. She then opens her mouth and wraps it around most of the length of it. I then say, "Well, you catch on rather fast. Use your tongue, now." The feeling of her mouth and tongue on my penis felt wonderful. I exhale periodically as she moves her head up and down on the member, feeling every movement and having to remind her not to bite down on it, which left a few small marks on it. After she had done all she could before I reached orgasm, my load emptied out into her mouth. She smacked her tongue against the roof of her mouth and tried to comprehend just what had entered into her, swallowing it afterwards. She wasn't sure just what to think of how it tasted.
I then remind her, "Here comes the best part. Lie down and think about muffins." She lay on her back with her face looking at the ceiling. I then insert my cock, still incredibly hard, into her vagina, which was moist and wet from when I had ate her out, and thrusted it in and out. While at first, she was only feeling so much of it, once I sped things up, she was awestruck, in absolute euphoria. She yelled, "Yes! Yes! For the love of muffins, don't stop! " before letting out several loud moans that she had failed to muffle. Hearing these warmed my heart and made me love her even more than I already did. Minutes later, I was just about worn out, but kept going, and she just didn't want met to stop. The inevitable moment came when both of us climaxed. I forgot to pull out just as I had done so, but I could tell she liked the feeling of my load inside of her when she gave that awkward, cross-eyed smile.
I lay down beside her, trying to regain my stamina. She lay her arm across me and smiled. I look towards her face and scoff once more before we both engage in another tender, open-mouth kiss. She says to me, "Is that what people do when they're in love? If that's what they do, then let's be in love! Then we can do that all the time!" I then squeezed both cheeks of her buttocks and thought about this. "Derpy... I agree with you. You're the most beautiful, kind girl I've met in recent memory. And love is about more than what we just did. It's about what we go through in life, how we trust each other, what we make of life. And that was just a small part of it." She smiled once more.
I nonchalantly said, "Hey Derpy, can you hand me one of those muffins?" She reaches over to the nightstand and gave it to me. "Thanks." Derpy then says, "I'll gladly be your lover if it makes it worthwhile for the both of us. You are my fire, my rain, and the sunny days that I hope will never end."
And thus, a tender relationship was formed, and all was right with the world.
