I cradled her body underneath mine while I repositioned our bodies on the bed. I had stripped myself bare and now only my dog tags dangled about between our bodies. As a sign of moving on, I slipped the dog tags off and tossed them into the pile of clothes.

Fleur looked to me with those beautiful eyes of hers and it made my heart race. He fur was so soft and fluffy, almost exactly the same as my hair was when I left the shower. I leaned my face down and sniffed her fur in curiosity. She giggled from the random approach.

“What are you doing?” she asked and I looked up to her.

“I love the smell of strawberries” I told her with a smile. I figured she’d smell like roses or something but I guess she too had used the strawberry shampoo. She raised a curious eyebrow and I leaned my body forwards so that we were eye to eye.

I closed my eyes and leaned forwards then planted a kiss but missed her mouth and ended up kissing the tip of her nose. She giggled as she reached up with her hoof and directed my mouth to hers.

We began to passionately make out and our tongues immediately began to fight for dominance over one another. She forced her tongue deep into my mouth and amazingly she didn’t trigger my gag reflex. Her fur against my bare skin felt amazing and sensational.

She moved her hooves from the sides of my face to down and around my back. She gently ran her hooves soothingly up and down my back. I felt her moan into my throat as I shoved my tongue deep into her mouth.

I slid my hands to her sides and began to stroke her as we rustled around on the bed. I slowly broke away from the kiss, breathing a little heavily for air. I slowly began to peck gentle kisses down her neck. She let out quiet moans of affectionate pleasure as I trailed my kisses down to the base of her neck the nuzzled my face into her shoulder but only slightly.

“What are you doing?” she asked curiously and I looked up to her with a gentle and heartwarming smile. I really didn’t have much to say so I continued to trail my kisses down her body. At first I was wondering where her breasts would be and why they weren’t on her chest then I figured that they were probably lower, like on a horse or a cow.

As my kisses reached down towards her mid-section I stopped kissing and extended my tongue out. I began to slowly trail my tongue down her body and she let out a gasp. “Ooh… oh yes…” she moaned as I reached her breasts. The nipples were perky and erect and I gave each one a gentle kiss right on the peak, resulting in a small giggle from her.

Though the breasts themselves weren’t very big, if I am correct then I think it’s because she wasn’t pregnant, but I caressed them with each corresponding hand while I began to suckle on them ever so gently. She placed a hoof on the back of my head and gave it a rub while I suckled on her teats.

She lisped out several moans of pleasure and I began to grope at her breasts. “Dale… you’re wonderful… Fancy Pants never plays in bed” she said with a sigh. “He’s always ‘Straight to business and strictly that’”. I felt bad for her, no one should treat a woman err mare like that.

I took my mouth away from her breasts then began to trail my tongue down to the prize. I felt her body tense as I neared her nether, I smiled and slowed my pace to a mere crawl.

She rubbed the back of my head more attentively and finally I reached her pink slit. I lowered my face to the bottom and gave it a long wet lick, starting from the bottom and finishing at the top as I gave her clit a gentle little flick with the tip of my tongue.

She pressed hard against my head and forced my face against her groin area as pleasure washed through her. Her lower region reeked of heavy arousal and there was no denying it.

I began to lather her folds with my tongue, though it was already soaking wet from her own masturbation and the aftermath of several orgasms which I no doubt knew that she had been through in the past few hours of the night.

Her lips had a rather sweet taste to them with I slurped up, not hesitating to go in for more. Her moans soon became louder and echoed of the walls of the room. “Your fingers… use them… put them inside of me” she cooed and I shrugged to myself then slowly brought my right hand forwards and slid my index finger up and down her soaking wet entrance.

I slowly pulled my finger back then placed both my middle and index finger tips against her hole. As I began to push them forwards I realized she had a rather tight snatch and decided to only use one finger.

I felt her inner walls tighten against my finger as it felt the presence of my lone index finger inside of her. I very slowly began to slide it back and forth as I leaned my face up and began to suckle on her left nipple while at the same time I caressed the breast with my left hand. She let out several gasps of pleasure then a long moan. She bit her lower lip to silence herself. “I’m sorry” she apologized and I raised an eyebrow.

“For what?” I asked and she gave me a rather dumbfounded look.

“It isn’t right for a lady to be so… vocal, during intercourse” she told me and I stopped, pulling my finger out of her tight hole and crawling up so that we were face to face.

“It isn’t wrong for a lady to sing her song of pleasure during intercourse. It lets a man know that he is doing a good job” I told her and we began to make out again but I soon pulled away from the kiss so that I could continue with her needs.

I crawled back down to her lower region and quickly began to lap up her sweet pussy again. She allowed herself to moan louder and more constantly then before. My finger was massaged by her constantly twitching vagina.

Soon she began to rock her body against my finger in fluid motions. I began to slide my finger at a faster pace and she began to moan even louder. “Oh yes… oh don’t stop” she muttered through a gasp.

Soon her pace picked up and she slammed herself against my hand as hard as she could then her back arched and she squealed in delight. A flow of fluids squirted out from her entrance and some managed to splash onto my tongue which was, at the moment, licking her clit.

I moved my tongue around inside my mouth. Her cum tasted bitterly sweet but I decided to lick it up anyway. I took my hands away from her lower region and began to stroke her sides as I moved my tongue around her pussy, licking up what was left of her juices.

I slipped my tongue inside of her and quickly explored her depths with my tongue before pulling myself up over top of her. We began to kiss again and I felt her hoof slide down to my crotch as she began to stroke my shaft before lining it up with her.

I slowly pressed myself inside of her. She had a natural tightness to her that made me grunt as I slid into her entrance with a slow pace. She let out several coos of satisfaction. I looked down to her. She was dazed in the sheer ecstasy of sexual stimulation.

“I’m sorry that it probably isn’t as big as what you’re used to” I told her as I continued to slide myself into her depths and she giggled from the apology.

“Are you kidding!? My husband was my first and unfortunately my only. He has to compensate for his… rather small size” she laughed and I dropped my head in humor. “He only has four inches!” she laughed. I wasn’t sure if she was trying to insult her husband or make me laugh but she succeeded in the latter.

“Well… I guess so” I chuckled as I pushed past her tightness and finally bottomed out. ‘Damn’ I thought to myself. I looked down to see that I just barely bottomed out and it wasn’t really noticeable.

“Oh yes… fill me” she whispered and I slowly pulled back until I was almost fully pulled out then thrusted forwards again with the same slowness as before. Her walls stretched around my cock perfectly and messaged my shaft.

She was incredibly hot inside, not to a degree of physical discomfort but it was considerably noticeable. “Oh Fleur… you’re so warm” I moaned. I kind of felt like an idiot saying that but it kind of just slipped out.

“And you’re so big… oh yes… shove that cock of yours deep inside me!” she screamed as I began to pick up my pace ever so slightly. The sounds of our most intimate parts engaging in a sacred activity filled the room but were drowned out by our moans of pleasure.

“Wait” she said and I stopped. “Can I try something that I’ve always wanted to do?” she asked and I nodded. She gracefully rolled our bodies so that she was riding me in cowgirl position.

“I never get to do anything other than let Fancy Pants bend me over. He says that is the way it was meant to be and is the only way it should be done” she told me.

God, I knew Fancy Pants was a dick but this guy sounded more like a jackass every minute. “Fleur, I’ll do whatever you want. You’re the most beautiful pony… most beautiful anything, I’ve ever known” I told her and she smiled with a genuine smile.

“You really mean that?” she asked and I nodded. She let out a content sigh then slowly began to rock her hips. She had both hooves resting on my chest which acted supports for her as she began to ride me.

It felt incredible, like an eternal abyss of absolute pleasure was washing over me. Her mane flopped down past her shoulders and in front of her chest. I reached to her sides with my hands and helped guide her strides as I held her contently.

Her motions were fluid and exact, like she had practiced this before extensively. She continued to moan as I began to slowly thrust my hips and pushed my shaft into her as far as I could.

Some of her juices leaked down onto my body as my cock slushed inside of her. Soon her thrusts picked up with great speed and her moans turned to screams. “Oh do it… Dale cum inside of me” she screamed and I raised an eyebrow as I felt her walls squeeze tightly around my manhood which was stuffed inside of her. She held her breath and gasped as what I could only presume to be a nerve racking orgasm rocked her body.

She collapsed on top of me as the ecstasy of sex overwhelmed her. I continued to slowly thrust inside of her as I began to rub her back. “You… didn’t cum” she gasped and I nodded.

“Yeah… I know, I wasn’t done” I told her with a bit of confusion in my voice. It had only been a few minutes.

“Fancy Pants… doesn’t last long” she told me and I chuckled. You’d figure that with all the mares he ‘Socializes’ with that he’d have a rather high sexual endurance. Guess not.

“I’m not Fancy Pants” I said with a hearty laugh and she giggled then began to ride me again as she got her bearings. Her insides finally loosened a little and the regular tightness returned around my cock as she continued her strides.

I let out quiet groans of pleasure, she felt better than anyone I had ever been with and it made me feel foolish to think that here I was, an ex-military sergeant major, having sex with a furry pink pony and all I had to say was that she was better than any of my own species!?

I soon disregarded the thought and focused entirely on Fleur. She was so breathtakingly attractive and the way she rode me just drove me insane. “I love you Fleur” I whispered and she giggled.

“Well that certainly was… random” she laughed and I chuckled.

“I know, I just wanted to make sure you knew” I told her as we continued to make love. As we went on for the next half hour I slowly began to feel a building pressure inside my groin. I wondered for a moment if maybe I should be wearing a condom but then quickly disregarded the thought. We were simply too different, at least I hope so.

I picked up my pace and I could tell Fleur knew I was getting close because she too picked up her pace. She began to let loose again with her screams and moans. God it was almost unbearable when she was like this, and I had only known her for barely two days.

“Oh Fleur…” I grunted and she placed a hoof over my mouth as she slowed her pace.

“I know… do it inside of me” she whispered in a goddess like tone. I didn’t need to be told again and was hoping she’d want something like that. On top of that I’m glad we didn’t have to use a condom either, I found that they always hindered the pleasure during sex.

I felt my cock begin to tense up inside of her but she went off before I did. She thrusted her hips in crazed motions as she cried out in sheer pleasure. Her orgasmic tightness squeezed around my shaft and I gave a few last thrusts before I couldn’t hold back any longer.

I gave one last push and thrusted my manhood as deep as I could until I was pressing my tip against her deepest wall. I held her hips in a stationary position and I grunted loudly as I released inside of her warm pussy. My cum spat out in spurts, spraying into her womb and quickly filling the rest of her tight snatch in mere seconds. She moaned loudly and collapsed over top of my chest

He vaginal walls continued to clasp around my penis and milked it for every last drop. I finally stopped twitching and could feel my own juices, mixed with hers, seep out of her and onto my body.

I began to gently stroke my hands up and down her sides as I left my cock buried inside of her love tunnel. We didn’t need to say a thing, love would work out any problems that bestowed itself in the future. Somehow I just knew that it would.

Author's Note

Funny story for all you guys and gals out there.... well sort of funny... funny if... anyway, so I was having a shitty day: Cow kicked me in the head, another one kneed me in the eyeball, a 1600lb cow in heat lept onto my back and tried to rut me then slammed it's horn into my neck (Wasn't all that bad, I only bled a little) so finally I went home with my buddy Derreck and I didn't get to eat supper cause it was all gone but it didn't bother me because I figured, meh I'll write some more of that book I've been writing. So I went on the site and my buddy is watching me while he's laughing because I write stories about ponies. Anyway so I get to reading the comments and they pretty much all say 'Story sucks, why is it on the front page' and I let out this sigh of defeat, turn off the computer then go to bed. Derreck laughs and is like "Aren't Mondays just terrifically wonderful?" eeyup, they're fucking amazing.

Anyway, moral of the note is me trying to say, I'm sorry for not standing up to your standards, sorry that you didn't like the story, sorry that you don't like him having a Desert Eagle and NO it's not Call of Duty, I hate COD. The whole concept of him having a Desert Eagle came from Mack Bolan. So again I'm sorry for disappointing you all