And That Was Just Foreplay

by Rifled Quill

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance, Comedy, Slice of Life
Length: 5135

One vodka bottle turns a stallion into a pony of love-making.

[Author's Note: This is my first clopfic. And thanks to Pony-Kim and Dancing_Dead for letting me use their OCs and providing the material.]

After a couple of drinks and a deeply stimulating brush of his ear, Dusty has the best foreplay session of his life with a light blue Pegasus by the name of Brielle. Not only do they find a deep lust for each other, they also wake up their friends in the process.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-03-17 21:20:01 UTC

Messin' Around

The night had started off pretty bland, only small talk and the crackle of the fireplace breaking the silence. Four ponies, tired from the day's events, sat at a scuffed-up wooden roundtable, adorn with shot glasses and a few bottles of different types of alcohol. The first notable pony was a Pegasus with a deep blue coat and red irises, his blonde mane slicked forward to a flat point. His hoof was wrapped around a glass filled with the fiery liquid of rum, his facial expression showing one of merriment and content. Next to him sat a Unicorn mare, her cream coat and mixed-colored mane leaning against the fore-mentioned Pegasus. She laughed with her friend, jubilant at the fact that they could finally be together once more.

On the other side of the table, another Pegasus sat, her light blue wings folded in at her sides and a watchful expression as she quietly looked onto the pair across the table. Next to her, a brown-coated, tan-maned Earth stallion seated himself, his hunter-green irises spying a bottle of a clear, equally fiery liquid. The Stalliongrad-born pony was never one for drinking, but he figured it'd be alright to dabble a bit.

"Dusty!" the Pegasus stallion clambered as he pulled up the glass to his muzzle. He had already nearly missed the mark, but somehow it managed to get to his lips. Within seconds, the brownish liquid was already running down his throat with a gulp. "Loosen up comrade, tis' a night to drink, Da?" The Unicorn next to him giggled at his impression of the Earth pony, eliciting a look from both Dusty and the other mare at the table.

"Nyet, I'm not too sure yet," the brown-coated stallion responded as his hoof reached out to slide the bottle of clear liquid toward himself. He inspected it with his eyes before tapping it with the same hoof. The feeling of a hoof tapping on his shoulder directed his attention to the light blue Pegasus, who was holding an empty shot glass in her other fetlock. "You want some, ah Brielle?"

"Mhm," was her response to the gesture, holding the shot glass out for him to fill now. Dusty opened the bottle and got a firm hold on the beverage container, not wanting it to slip out of his hooves. Gently, he moved the bottle neck over the top of her glass and keeled it to start pouring the fiery drink. He watched and waited for the right moment to pull up and cap the bottle. Perfect. With one swift movement, the stallion capped the bottle and planted it in front of where he was sitting. "Not gonna have any?" the Pegasus asked innocently, her black mane swaying as she turned her head toward the pony in question.

"I guess I should take one shot at least, Da?" the stallion chuckled as he went through the process of unscrewing the bottle again and took a small slurp of the beverage, letting it singed his tongue and inner mouth before swallowing it down. The warm aftertaste soothed Dusty, and he wanted more. "Burns like fire, but just my taste."

"That's the spirit!" the rum-filled Pegasus stallion chanted. Dusty laughed, feeling the first bouts of sensation flowing out of his gut and into his body. It wasn't his first time drinking, but it sure felt like it. "Look at him, he's gonna turn into a gigglin' mess over there!" He and the Unicorn giggled in unison, promptly laying their heads onto each other's.

"Bah! You know nothing of me Comrade Dance!" The stallion took another swig of his vodka from the bottle and set it down without capping it off. He hadn't noticed that the mare next to him, Brielle, was tapping his shoulder for more drink. "Only me and Comrade Brielle know what a real man's drink is!"

"Mhm!" the light blue Pegasus chimed after Dusty. As any proper stallion would, he picked up the bottle and served up another shot for his friend. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." A brown-coated hoof brought the bottle up to his muzzle, allowing him to take a gulp of the clear beverage. Again the liquid burned at the insides of his mouth, and trickled down his throat with a tingling finish. The second time made him realize that he couldn't get enough of the sensation that he was feeling. He looked across the table to see the empty rum bottle that his friend had emptied quickly. "You look like you're ready to turn in, ah Dancing Dead?"

"Hell no-," the male Pegasus started before his red irises looked down at the mare cupped in his foreleg, "On second thought, maybe so." The Unicorn released her hold on her winged companion and got up to help him from the table. "Yeah, it's about time we actually slept for once," she said with a hint of seductiveness in her voice. This aroused the Pegasus that she was helping.

"Well well..." Dance said with a gruff, "I knew you rolled like that Sunny." Dusty watched as both the Unicorn and the Pegasus erupted in a giggle fit, the eyes of the last mare at the table staring at them as well. "Hey Dusty, she's sure looking lonely over there!" he hollered at the Earth stallion getting ready to take another slurp of the drink.

"Bah!" Dusty nearly dropped the bottle from the sheer shock. You've got to be fucking kid me. The light blue Pegasus next to him giggled and finished off her second shot of vodka.

"Heh," Brielle chuckled nervously as she brushed Dusty's ear to garner more drink. Instead of him turning with the bottle in his hooves, the stallion sat straight up and arched his back.

"Ceitou!" Dusty cried out at the sudden tingling sensation down his neck and back. The mare recoiled a bit avoiding a splash of clear liquid that had escaped the bottle he held. "Goodness gracious, comrade. That's the spot." He set down the bottle and used a foreleg to massage his back. Sure enough, he relaxed again and slumped against the table.

"Get a room!" Dance's voice hammered through the wall. Dusty raised his hoof in their direction and swatted off his advance. Brielle on the other hoof, was quietly snickering at Dusty's reaction to her touching his ear.

"I told you, that's my spot," he said with slight anger in his voice. However, he couldn't stay mad the mare who had discovered his sensitive place without direction from himself. Maybe we should get a room... Dusty slowly picked his head up from the wooden surface and looked at the Pegasus with his hunter-green irises intently. "You wanted more, Da?"

"Mhm," Brielle giggled as the stallion sat up and got the bottle to refill her shot glass. While he poured, he thought about how he did things with another Pegasus of her type back in Equestria. Sure do miss that place... He threw the thought out of his head and lifted the bottle neck, leaving just enough for Dusty to garble down in one go.

"A toast," he promoted with a raising of the nearly empty bottle. A light blue hoof reached up to meet the shot glass with the bottle before it dipped down and emptied itself into the stallion's mouth. His winged-counterpart did the same, throwing her head back to do so. "Tis' time to turn in, nyet?"

"If you say so," the mare said as she set the glass down and got up from her haunches. Dusty contemplated on whether he should follow the advice of his drunken friend. It won't hurt to try... Before Dusty could turn his head, the Pegasus had already gotten behind him and brushed both of her inner forelegs on top of his head. "Ya' comin'?"

"S-sure," he stumbled as his back locked up from the stimulation of his ears. He loved that feeling, especially when it was unprovoked. Brielle extended her wings and brushed his back as she moved past him to head to her place, the closet of the shack. Dusty groaned a little from the feeling of feathers rubbing against his already sensitive coat. A seductive giggle escaped from the mare as she swayed her hips toward the two wooden doors.

"Come on, before Dance and Sunny find us." The Pegasus shook her flank a little as a smile grew on her face, beckoning the stallion to come to her. He didn't skip a beat, getting up onto his hooves and drunkenly clopping his way over to the blob of light blue in his vision. Maybe I got up too fast... Before he nearly keeled over, Brielle had moved to him and stretched her wing to keep Dusty steady. "Maybe you had too much, huh Dusty?"

"Bah!" he laughed as he stepped forward to nuzzle the tip of his muzzle against the mare's in front of him. The Pegasus' purple irises stared up into Dusty's own hunter-green eyes as he advanced forward, forcing the mare to step back toward the closet. "You have amazing eyes," he chuckled as they continued to get closer to the closet.

Brielle could only blush at his compliment, her cheeks turning pink under the light blue coat. The stallion continued his advance until finally, she pushed against his nose. Must've hit the closet...

"Ready?" the Pegasus moaned as she moved her head to lock her lips on his, all while using her hind leg to dislodge the door from it's closed state. Dusty felt the warmth of her lips press against his as he closed his eyes and lifted his hoof to caress her cheek.

"As. I'll. Ever be." he choked out between the smooches that Brielle had began to induce. The stallion popped his eye open and spotted the open closet door, dimly lit by the dying fire across the way. Slowly, he began to maneuver himself and his winged-companion into the opening, lightly lapping against the parted lips of hers.

"Are we finally in?" Brielle broke the kiss as she sensed the change in light. Dusty groan with content and used his hoof to close the door to the side of them.

"Now we are..." he said slyly advanced toward the playful mare, his lips poised for a second strike. "My turn."

The stallion leaped forward and pinned the Pegasus by her forelegs, moving head to kiss on her forehead. He planted little puckers at first, and advanced to the point of making a suction sound every time his lips depressed from the light blue fur. Under him, the Pegasus had her eyes closed, enjoying the attention that she was receiving. Slowly, Dusty advanced down the mare's face, kissing along her eyelids down to the bridge of her nose before stopping to admire his handy work. He chuckled once, noticing the vibrant pink in the cheeks of Brielle. He didn't take heed of her mouth opening to speak, but misinterpreted it as an invite into another passionate kiss.

The stallion rode down with his muzzle, lightly brushing his nose against hers before he slid down to her aching lips. Her purple eyes begged for him to continue, and he did so, slipping his warm tongue between his lips and lightly prodding at hers. The mare moaned in delight as she parted her lips further to allow Dusty to explore her mouth. However, she wasn't going to let him do so without a fight. "Omph!"

Brielle had made her moved, using her wings to overpower his weight and now pinned the stallion on his back. Her tongue wrung to life, blocking Dusty's tongue and forcing it upwards toward the roof of her mouth. Little did she know that it was one of her most ticklish parts in her body, reacting to the tonguing of the spot with a buck in her hips. He knew what to do now, effectively powering over her tongue and lightly rubbing against it once more. She began to moan between the laps of their lips, her hips bucking in rhythm of his swabbing. Dusty's mouth quirked into a big grin as he caught the Pegasus off guard with the strength in his forelegs. "Oh, my..."

Dusty and Brielle laid side by side, their mouths still connected by their tongues. The battle for the other's mouth continued as their tails whipped back and forth, their hoofs stroking the other's mane and their noses puffing breathes of steamy, intimate love. The stallion made his move and disconnected his lips for a few moments, leaving not only a surprised Pegasus, but also a trail of little saliva spots as he pecked from the side of her muzzle up to her ear, taking care to make each one warm and humid. A little gasp escaped from Brielle as he clamped his lips on her ear, gently beginning to suck on it. Without a mouth to keep her lips on, she gently began pecking at his neck, making him shiver at the lovely sensation engulfing his neck. "Don't stop," they both said in unison.

The Pegasus panted as she began to feel her nethers start to get steadily warmer. Dusty began to lightly nibble on her ear, using his teeth to create a small pinch. In response, the mare gasped again, enjoying the little nip that he had made. Slowly, the stallion let go of Brielle's ear, still kissing lightly on it as he moved down toward the back of her head and neck. He stopped for a moment to admire the smell of spring that accented her ironically dark mane, taking a whiff and then continuing his assault of pecks on her coat. With Dusty's head back far enough, the Pegasus took her little pecks and began to buzz her lips with the moans that emitted from deep in her throat, slowly moving up the side of his neck. He shuttered for a moment, the induction of tingling making his neck cringe with fulfillment. "Mmm," he groaned.

Before long, Brielle had managed to get up to his ear, craning her neck to latch onto the slowly rocking ear of Dusty's head as he finally began to slow down at the mare's wings, slightly splayed from their closed position. Heh heh... The stallion moved his mouth to the connection between the main wing bone and her frame and gently put his lips to it, lightly nibbling it like he did with the mare's ear just seconds before. The resulting stimulation made her wings grow stiffer with every lap of his lips, along with her gasping in delight again. "You like, Da?"

"Y-yes," she moaned seductively as she felt her wings begin to fully extend. The warmth of Dusty's mouth on her appendage made her go wild, sending a shutter through her body. He took notice of it and began to peck along the edges of her wing, using his teeth to pull on a stray feather that got into his mouth. The mare next to him yelped, arousing the stallion further. He stopped for a moment at her wing tip, admiring the silky feathers and the way they seemed to stand still in the aura of their love-making. Suddenly, a jolt racked his body as he felt Brielle nip the tip of his ear. He felt the soft hum as she laid her head on top of his, her eyes skewed in content as he slowly kissed back down her wing and moved down from it to her flank. "Dusty, that feels so good, you have no idea..."

Dusty laughed as he planted a wet peck in the middle of her hind leg. The warmth she felt drove her insane as his lips began to move down the side of her leg and toward the warmth that the mare had been feeling for quite some time now. As he moved toward the frontal side of her thigh, he puffed a breathe into the nether region, making her hips buck hard. He groaned lowly as he licked the coat on her thigh, letting the warmth he felt rest on his cheek. As he did, Brielle's leg began to wag with movement from Dusty's stimulation. "Mmph."

Brielle moved her head from atop of his and forced it away from her leg to get in another passionate kiss. The stallion let her lips wreck havoc on his own, the slippery warmth between them making him start to stiffen. Before long, the Pegasus was on top of him again, her tail swinging playfully around Dusty's as he enjoyed the break. Out of pure luck, his tan tail brushed over her marehood, making her collapse onto his own frame. The two ignored the sudden movement and went back to lapping at each other's mouths, enjoying the battle that had broken out with their tongues once more. Dusty knew the trick and swiped away her tongue, allowing the tip of his own to swab at the roof of her mouth. As expected, her hips began to grind against him with the rhythm that he had set with his tongue.

Blue forelegs wrapped around is neck and head as she pulled back to look into his hunter-green eyes. Her purple irises stared intensely into his eyes, showing a glint of lust in her pupils. The stallion wanted to help her with her deed, but she moved her head to the side of his and lightly licked the area between his ear and neck. His shivers renewed as her lips pursed themselves against his coat, nibbling at each kiss she planted. At this point, his eyes were beginning to roll back into his head, the immense pleasure from being treated in his spot making him fall into a daze. "That's... the spot..."

"I know it is," she whispered into his ear before clamping her lips onto it and gently biting down. Dusty's back arched with compelling pleasure, the shock of the bite making him freeze in place for a few moments. Moments that Brielle would use to her advantage. She got up from her stature atop Dusty and stepped her way to the closet doors, all the while swaying her dark tail playfully between her two hind legs. The stallion's eyes watched as it bobbed from side to side, unable to move from the great shock value of the nip. "Shall we do something more interesting?"

"Uh huh," Dusty muttered as he finally began to regain control of his body. He noted the wetness on his ears and mouth, quickly wiping it all away before turning over to get up onto his hooves. He slyly began to clop his way over to the Pegasus, swaying his tail until he got close enough to latch it onto Brielle's own waiting tail. The mare giggled as they tightened the bond, lightly tugging on his to see if he could keep his balance correct. He kept his hoofing right and snickered at her through scrunched eyes. "Nice try Comrade Brielle!"

"Whatever," she joked as she maneuvered herself to push against the closet door. To her surprise, the door didn't budge, as if blocked by something. "Uh, I think we're stuck in here..."

"Bah! You have Comrade Dusty to help you open these silly doors!" The stallion positioned himself to barge down the door with one go, and leaped at it with his shoulder. Again, the door seemed stuck, but a small opening had formed between actual door and the frame. "See, you just have to be brute about these kinds of things."

"Mhm," the Pegasus giggled as she moved herself to get Dusty pinned against the door. Standing on their hind legs now, she dove in for the third time, her lips landing hard on his. The stallion admired the mare's tenacity, rewarding it with a foreleg stroking slowly through her mane as the suction sounds of their kiss echoed softly in the enclosure. His fetlock managed to wrap around her ear as his other hoof explored the area under her left wing, making the mare's wings extend outwards at a noticeable pace. A lot faster then before... He slowed down on his lip pressing and focused on her lower lip, clamping it with his own and playfully pulling back. Slowly, their heads tilted to one side, their necks exhausted from the keeping the one position throughout the encounter. Dusty tried to lean back, but remembered that the door was jammed. An instant idea popped into his head.

"Brielle, more..." he groaned as he pulled back to get a gasp of air before returning to the quivering lips of his companion. She obeyed, digging deeper into the kiss and even bucking her hips against his own. His hooves slowly began to rub on both of her wings as he received a mouthful of sloppy tongue from the mare. The saliva dribbled between their lips, dripping down onto the wooden floor in a tiny puddle. The stimulation of her wings brought about another round of hip bucking as she pressed hard against Dusty's muzzle. "Come on. You can't go any harder, nyet?"

The stallion made his move, spinning the two of them around so that Brielle now had her back to the door. A devilish grin grew on his face as he laid the tip of his muzzle on top of hers. Her purple irises hid themselves behind her eyelids as she awaited him to kiss her, but he had other plans. Slowly, he dragged his lips down past hers and began to start puckering the kisses against the front of her neck and jugular. The mare gasped, her mouth hanging in awe as he continued the kissing assault down her neck and along her sleek chest. "Keep going..."

Dusty obeyed her wishes, dragging more kisses along her belly until he reached the area above her sweet spot. The mare he had pinned was aching in pure pleasure, begging with her eyes to finish her. Instead, the stallion decided to play a little more, returning to pecks as he puckered each one along the inside of her hind leg. He did the same thing as he came back up, watching as the Pegasus turned her head to one side to try and ease the exuberant stimulation that he had brought on. He quirked a quick smile before stopping above her marehood once more. Dusty puffed a breathe of warm air through his nose onto the moist folds of Brielle, watching as her body quaked like a rattling skeleton. "Gah! Just... Finish me..."

The stallion inched his muzzle closer to it, sticking his tongue to merely touch at the area of warmth. He could faintly smell the same thing he had sniffed in her mane, the sweet spring smell. His arousal was already bursting through the top of his head, and the scent only added to it. It wasn't long before his wet appendage was resting atop the folds, an audible gasp escaping from the mare in front of him. She'll like this... Dusty moved his muzzle closer and took a few laps at her marehood, licking up some of the moisture that had formed around the bottom of it. Her hips bucked hard in response, nearly shoving the tip of the stallion's muzzle into the warm crevice. She was already panting from the light pleasure. To help alleviate the sexual pressure, he pressed his lips wide over the opening, sucking on it slowly and letting her juices dribble onto the sides of his lips. The Pegasus moaned loudly in response, making him hope that the others in the building couldn't hear them. He lightened up on the sucking and used his lips to rub against the sensitive skin of her nethers. "For the love of Celestia, don't stop!-"

Brielle screamed as Dusty inserted his tongue into the folds, gently wiggling it around the opening and exploring the under-surface of her pleasure. She leaned back against the door, standing on her hoof tips as he went deeper into the warm folds. The stallion stopped midway and lifted his tongue to tickle to roof of her vagina. Again, the Pegasus gasped deeply as the pressure in her began build even further. Her hoof pressed against the back of Dusty's head as she tried to force him deeper into her. He pressed his lips against her skin and began sucking at the fold once more, swirling his tongue as he pulled it back out of the opening. He could feel Brielle's quivering body as he continued to suck on her nether, but he stopped for a moment to ease her sexual pain. "I said don't-"

Dusty leaped up from the snatch and held his lips a couple of mere inches away from the mare's face, waiting until her eyes opened to see her source of pleasure right at her muzzle. Once the stallion saw the bits of purple from under her eyelids, he rammed his lips against hers and threw his forelegs at the door, shoving it a little further from where it had started. It looked as if a small animal could fit through it, but not enough for two grown ponies. Both the Pegasus and the Earth pony moaned as the taste of spring and intimacy tantalized their mouths, making for a good reason to smack their chops. The tongues came back once more as they caressed their warm counterpart, playing against each other in a game for control. Dusty slowly began to fault to one side, allowing Brielle to get back in control of the passionate kissing.

The Pegasus brought her wings into the equation, wrapping them around herself and the stallion as they still locked lips. This time, she pressed hard with her hooves against the door, grinding against him and forcing the door open further. He tried to help, using the strength in his hind legs to push on the floorboards to push the barrier back with equal force. The feeling of the mare's warmth against his thigh drove him nuts, provoking him to slither his hoof down to not only his stiffening member, but her exposed clitoris that he had lightly played with beforehoof. He managed to slide his hoof in between himself and the mare, positioning it to rub against the spot as she rode up and down his leg. He found it funny that she hadn't taken heed to his sheathe rubbing against her inner thigh, but he was thankful as the sensation of her coat against it made the moment that much more intense. The mare was also content now that her nethers were getting the attention she wanted once more.

The two felt a weightlessness about them as the door finally slipped open. Brielle was the first to brace herself as she retracted her wings and tucked herself into Dusty's chest. However, she kept her lips planted on his still as he relaxed and took the weight of the fall. The stallion kept up, lapping at her lips and swabbing side to side against her clit. He had gotten her to start panting again as he did so, making for a steamy smooch session on the floorboards. When she stopped grinding, he looked up at her purple irises with a longing expression. "Something wrong Comrade Brielle?" he asked, still dazed by his vodka-induced stupor.

"Let's make this harder," she said as she started to grind lightly and run her hoof along his exposed chest and neck. The stallion shuttered under her seducing touch, allowing the mare enough time to get up from his chest before he could pull her down again. Her tail wagged between her hind legs, still connected to Dusty's as he got up to keep up with her. He followed the light blue Pegasus as they ventured into another room half-lit by the dying fire. His eyes opened wide as he saw that Dance and Sunny were sleeping in the same bed back to back. Brielle eyed the space between the two sleeping ponies, undoing the knot in their tails to allow her to step over to it and lay down without hindering herself. Dusty chuckled deviously at the mare's plot.

"Naughty..." the stallion trailed off as he moved over to the adjusting Pegasus, who had turned onto her back and splayed her legs for Dusty to lay against her among the two deep sleepers. He eyed the wet skin that he had attacked earlier, but went to her stomach to start another round of pecks. Brielle contained her giggles as the ticklish coat on her belly reacted to Dusty's puckering lips as they sucked and played with her. Her hind legs began to wag in delight as he made his way down, but a pair of light blue hooves pull his face towards hers for yet another kiss. He went straight to the tonguing, parting his lips as his tongue squeezed in between her lips and reached the top of her mouth. Again, he began swabbing at it, which resulted in the expected bucking of her hips against his. He slowed the rubbing of his tongue into a steady circle that he rung around the whole roof of her mouth, making the mare slow down to a churn of her hips. It was too late however, as the winged Stallion of the group was stirred awake from the wild movement that Dusty had induced upon Brielle.

"Whoa whoa! What the fuck!" the Pegasus stallion shrieked in surprise at Dusty's and Brielle's scene on his bed, "Sunny! You gotta see this shit!"

"What the hell, Dance. I'm trying to sleep-," the Unicorn mare stopped mid-sentence as her eyes bestowed the scene in front of her. "Oh my..."

Dusty had seen the blonde mane of his friend bob up as he awoken, making him break the smooch up and address him with a smile. "Surprise?" he asked as the Pegasus under him giggled in content. The Earth pony returned his muzzle to hers and nuzzled it softly, easing his companion. Without warning, a pair of wings latched onto his midsection and brought him down to her frame. This was just the start of another of her uncountable assaults on the stallion. Dusty quickly went back to work, lapping down on her lips and letting his hooves explore more of her chest, stomach, and flank.

"Quick, let's get the fuck out of here!" the dark blue Pegasus said as he got up from the bed and quickly trotted over to the doorway.

"Uh, yeah..." the Unicorn agreed as she used her magical aura to throw the sheets off of her and trotted her way toward the stallion. Still smooching on the bed, the sheet drifted onto the two ponies, a match made in Grey Goose's heaven.

"And that was just foreplay..."