Hot Pink Love

by Tyrant

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance, Fluttershy, Original Character, Sex, Slice of Life, Human, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 11567

You have moved in with Fluttershy, now you must survive your first "heat" living with her and all the trials and troubles it will bring. Good luck!

You and Fluttershy have finally moved in together, and although you have been dating for awhile you now have to deal with her being in heat, with no where to escape. Life was good, but you never expected some of the things that would happen and how crazy a mare in heat could be. Good luck!

Published 2013-05-24 14:20:02 UTC
Last updated 2014-01-08 01:54:46 UTC

Work is Overrated: Part two

Nervously you walked inside your new home and announced to Fluttershy you're home. You decided to come home at lunch anyway, although you did ask for the day off. At first the boss asked was anything wrong, but you convinced him you were just under the weather. Lucky your weekend started tomorrow anyway. Sure you felt SOME guilt, you told a fib for a chance to finish what you started this morning. However, admittedly you had been looking forward to this since you left Fluttershy this morning.

She walks out of the kitchen area, and true to her word she has those stockings on. White and green stripped leg-wear matches a lovely emerald apron she is wearing. "Welcome home love, how was work this morning? Oh no, were you late? I'm sorry if you were. I'm terrible for making you late, I should have never--"

You stop her berating herself with a finger to her lips and offer her a smile. Reassuring her that you made it on time and you had a good day at your job. This statement causes her to relax and you see her smile behind your finger and give it a playful kiss. "That's wonderful. I'm glad you didn't have any problems because of me." You remind her no trouble is too much when it comes to her. She blushes at your words, and you feel a heat in your cheeks as well.

You ask if she is still busy cooking. "Hmm? Oh yes, I was hoping you would come home so I was getting ready to cook if you were going to make it. I was going to make that recipe you taught me: Spaghetti with tomato sauce and Alfredo cheese."

You admit to her you have taken the day off, this catches her a bit by surprise. Before she can question it you merely say you wanted to spend time with her, you had tomorrow off anyway and have been putting in some overtime. They can survive half a day, you tell her. "True, I guess you are right about that, oh but I don't want you to get in trouble over me."

Pulling her in to a hug reassure her it will be fine. You missed her greatly after all and were actually thinking of her all this morning. "Oh? About me? Or about continuing where we left off? You didn't get to enjoy yourself at all, and I feel just terrible that I got to... enjoy myself only." The last part comes out hushed and you probably wouldn't have heard it at all if you hadn't pulled her into a hug in the first place. Cheeks burning, and trembling slightly you admit that there was a certain... obvious lust left in you that was unfulfilled from this morning.

She licks your neck seductively, your eyes widen at her actions and you lock eyes with her; the obvious question so easily written on your face. "We could continue, if that's okay. I, well that is, I also missed you and I really was hoping you wanted me when you got back home. I'm glad you were thinking of me while you were at work, I was thinking of you all day too. See?" She turns around and you can see the moistness dripping at her entrance, she takes a hoof and begins to rub herself trying to prove her point and you can hear the juices that are still building up within her.

You begin to unfasten your pants, while she makes her way to the couch you now share. Placing her front hooves on it she waits for you patiently while you fumble with your underwear, your damned erection is keeping you from taking it off all in one swift motion. "Please hurry. I have wanted it since this morning, and I was going crazy just waiting for you to return."

That stopped you, and the sadistic side of you started to reveal himself. How could you not tease her in this moment, in this very position? How can you pass this up with her ass just presenting itself to you and dripping ready? You place the head of your cock at her entrance and slide it along making slow and even excruciating traces. Fluttershy seems to cry pitifully and tries to maneuver her hips so you would impale her, you do however manage to tease her and keep it just along the slit so you can continue your assault.

"Don't you want-- *gasp* -- to put it in!? Mmphh!" You can tell she's biting her lower lip, her squeals are getting louder as you continue. It truly is difficult to concentrate, you came home with the ambition to fuck her until one of you passed out, but now your goal was to have her hysterically begging you to stick it in. You haven't even noticed your grinning like a madman, just teasing her is getting you off now. "Oh please, give it to me. I want it so badly.." She's softly crying now, and you feel your heart start to melt, but it's still not enough. You want to push it a bit more, just a little further.

You grab hold of her flank and place the tip of your penis on her clitoris, stimulating her so much that her head shoots straight up and she releases a long winded exhale. For a moment she begins to laugh hysterically, her mouth hanging open while her tongue is rolled to the side of her mouth. Literally the scene makes your penis twitch and the soon as it reacts Fluttershy bucks against you, attempting once again to have you impale her. You have to reassure yourself if you can hold on a little longer, she will show you a side you have always wanted to see.

It wasn't even a few moments, perhaps her heat is literally making her delirious but you have your wish granted. The next thing you know you have a Fluttershy that you honestly would not recognize half-pleading, half-screaming at you. "Fuck me!! Dear Celestia take that wonderful cock and fuck me! Rut me until I can't feel my legs, please! I want you to use my pussy until your cock cums. I don't care where; my face, my flank, or even inside, but I need to feel you inside me. NOW!"

Damn, you're shocked for a moment and lose your head at the language she just used. Her face turns to look at you and you can see she is starting to become annoyed, so in one quick motion you plunge yourself into her hot walls. No sooner than you did are you rewarded with her face written in pure ecstasy. Eyes rolled back, mouth open, a very audible "Oh yes." and a twitching vagina around your cock. You grit your teeth because it's almost too much for you to bear. Your cock is ready to erupt this very second but you firmly hold it all down, refusing to let this end so quickly.

This was what you've been wanting all day, this feeling right here. Her tiny frame shadowed by yours made the sex much more appealing for some reason. Perhaps you are a sadist. Perhaps you merely enjoy that she can take the teasing and still let you know when you take it too far. Or, just maybe, this is just something the two of you will adjust to in your sex-lives. That answer strikes a cord in you, your sex-lives. You really are going to get more chances for this, aren't you? You look down at her moaning in pleasure, asking for you to go faster and think would it be alright to just go as hard and fast as you can. Can she take it? You decide to try, but are mindful enough to be aware if things take a turn for the worst.

Increasing your pace you tighten your hold on her haunches and piston your cock desperately trying to reach her cervix. Truthfully you merely want to give her the fuck of her life, watching her slumped forward on the couch, not crying in pain but pure ecstasy. "More, fuck me more! Oh, I didn't know you could go that deep! Use me, please, keep using me!"

And you do, for all your worth you forget to even breath and just focus on how fast you can fuck the living consciousness out of her. The idea of her passing out on your cock causes you to have spasms while you are jack-hammering away at her. You are really too close to hold on, and you begin telling her you are getting ready to cum.

"Inside, I want it inside!" Who are you to argue? Fact is you doubt you could've pulled out in time anyway. Fluttershy holds your arms with her hooves as if you would go against her just to tease her again. Your violently spasming against her pony-butt as you empty your balls inside her. Breathing heavily, you held your breath this long just to fuck her as furious and quickly as you could. Now your panting like a dog without water, and saliva begins to drip out the sides of your mouth and splatter on the small of her back. Her hooves let go as she hums a sweet lovely low tone of approval, and you fall onto your back exhausted. Your cock still erect but covered in mixed love-juice stands proud, showing that he still has enough to keep going if you do. Your lungs however protest and you just need a moment to catch up.

Suddenly you feel a warmth engulfing your penis and look down to see Fluttershy moving up and down the length of it imitating a piston herself. Your legs begin to spasm and you can tell another orgasm is building up inside you. Your much too sensitive to fight it back and plead with her to stop and let you rest. Taking it out for a moment she rubs the underside with her hoof gently.

"I want you to cum in my mouth, love. I want it to spray in the back of my throat. I've wanted it all day, besides, I don't think I will be stopping. You teased me, now learn what happens when you tease."

Shit!! You didn't think she'd be upset by it, but from the response she gave you she wants you to suffer in a euphoric sense until you've learned something. You didn't even think it was possible to orgasm again so quickly but she is teaching your body a thing or two. You feel her breath against your pelvis, her saliva dripping down your shaft and against your ball-sack, and hear a very seductive "Mmph, Mmph, Mmph." of her mouth stuffed with your cock. The feeling is just much too much, and you raise your hips as for the second time you are cumming inside her. The first wave just jettisons into her mouth, the following squirts at a pretty more moderate pace, and finally your hips relax enough to where you flop your butt back on the ground.

Panting, breathing heavily, you stare up at her and watch amazed as she swallows it all down in a loud gulp. "Mmm.. do you have anymore for me?"

This... this is going to be a long fucking week.

Author's Note

I totally did not expect this clop-fic to do so well. I too wish more clop was written about the lovely Fluttershy. So I felt like writting one myself, stay tuned dear readers, there's more to come. You do have a week of survival ahead of you, Good Luck~

Pillow Talk

You hear the rustling of wind first, before even opening your eyes. The sound is so soothing rustling against the leaves of the trees you barely notice the soft furry sensation against your bare chest and the hoof wrapped around your torso while you crack open your eyes. Across from you Fluttershy is sleeping so peacefully and soundly you feel as if this moment is so perfect, and now you feel the tingling sensation of nature calling you to go drain your bladder. Of fucking course.

At first you try to creep out of bed, however her grip suddenly becomes like iron and you cannot move. For a second you believe she is awake, and merely wishes to tease until she begins talking in her sleep about you loving her. You gently try again, but her grip is unrelenting and you accidentally pull her with you slightly. She stirs and slowly opens an eyelid. "Hm.. good morning love, is everything alright?" You try to tell her that you just woke up, and than move to separate, she's still holding you in a iron grip. "Please? I like you like this, your so comfortable, can I just have a few more minutes?"

By now your bladder is threatening to spill it's contents everywhere, you seriously feel the need to find the porcelain throne. You give up any sense of decency and tell her you really have to pee. As expected she goes into a string of apologies but you don't even hear a word as you race to the bathroom and let out a long tinkle.

You come out to a very meek Fluttershy looking at you from under the covers, her face scarlet and her eyes beginning to water. Her mane is a mess, and that can only be from the events of the previous day. Telling her everything is fine now she just sits there still feeling somewhat upset over the whole ordeal. Deciding to attempt to ease her worries, you walk toward her and bring the covers slowly down away from her face. Leaning in for a good morning kiss she accepts it with gratitude and scoots over for you to crawl back in bed. You ask her if she's seen your pants, and start to look around the room before feeling a familiar hoof grab your hand and playfully drag you back in bed.

"Please just lay with me like this, I like the feel of your skin." She instantly starts to cuddle against you and you wrap your arms around her little frame. "Mm, You are warm, I could fall back asleep like this."

The day seems so lethargic already you feel your own eyes beginning to slip into slumber, however you attempt to fight it. The calming winds outside chipping away at your resistance to sleep, and you feel serenaded into a peaceful dream. A small nudge gets you to lift and eyelid, and you see Fluttershy looking at you with a very embarrassed expression.

"Sweetie, Did-Did I scare you last night? I mean, I know you were an animal, and it was very... satisfying. I can't believe you lasted that long. I, well I'm sure you heard that stallions don't last quite that long. Right?" You snicker at the comment, it was urban myth. Sure, some didn't, but the same could be said about a couple of other humans back home. You tell her this and she only gapes at you not really believing at first.

"W-Wait, you mean some don't even last... 30 seconds?" You merely nod to emphasize the tongue in cheek question. Technically it always depends on the excitement level, but there are quite a few who don't even last that long, they train themselves to become better lovers and you commend them for that.

"Oh, Oh no, I feel sorry for them." Trying to ease her worries, and telling her it is just a natural order of things the words seem to calm her empathy for those who suffer from such a predicament. "I'm.. Well I'm glad you're different, I know last night was... well, crazy."

You don't voice your opinion on this, you really would rather not. Crazy does not even begin to describe what happened last night. At first the two of you were merely in the living room, and after that round you thought you would rest up and have your lust fulfilled. It didn't stop, you don't even remember when the two of you were too tired to continue. She would always be bashful or seductive and you kept going after her. For awhile, you felt as if your entire primal lust had been unlocked with the way you were going at it.

"Did-Did I satisfy you last night?" You tell her that for you, the experience was something that cannot be described. You're unsure of what her being in heat will bring for you both but are willing to help her and do whatever she requests of you right now. That statement seems to have her fidget and you start to wonder is something wrong.

"Thank you, I was always worried that... well when it came to, THAT, I'd disappoint my... special some-pony. It's always been something I think about, but I, I couldn't tell anyone. I don't want my friends to think I am some sex fanatic, but I worry that I just am not good enough. Last night, we were so... into it I don't even remember if I was satisfying you, all I know was that you kept satisfying me and I was okay with that.

I'm awful, I know that you were doing all this to help with me in heat. Even now, I still want more, but I'm too tired to try. Why do I have to be this way? Why can't I just... I want control of myself, and this just makes me feel so..." She begins to sob and your heart feels shredded and torn out of your chest. You cautiously wrap your arms around her and try to calm her, the thing is that the feel of her body against your naked skin is trying to stir your own loins and you attempt to hold it down focusing more on her sobs than your own pleasure.

It's past that point however, she notices and looks at you between wracking sobs. Her eyes pierce the question and you fumble to explain yourself, but your best defense is one you feel will only make matters worse. The look she is giving you however demands truth and you expose something you always wanted to remain hidden. You explain how you have always lusted after her, every movement she makes, every time she gives you a non-seductive glance that you took the wrong way, it was all building up within you. For the longest time you were able to hold it at bay, feeling as if you would impose yourself on her if you told her of this.

With her being in heat, both of you lost your inhibitions, lost yourselves in each other. You have always wanted Fluttershy to want you, need you, be lost in your touch and your administrations of love-making. Yesterday you felt so complete that it still feels like a lucid dream.

She drinks in your explanation like a thirsty mule crossing the desert. Every word that slips past your lips her eyes grow a little wider, and her wings begin to stiffen, her mouth opening just a little more. "I-I didn't know you felt that way. You've been holding back so much, just for me? Why?"

You tell her you were afraid. Afraid she'd think you were also some sex maniac and that all you wanted to do to her was rut her like some... pony-slut. The words almost burn coming from your mouth, even thinking of calling her such a thing, but you have to admit you were terrified of how she would react.

You feel a hoof lift your chin to look her in the eye, and see a very deep understanding emit from her very cornea's. "I-I held back too. I did, I mean, I didn't think about it everyday or anything. But for me, you, there were just moments where you made my heart beat so fast I thought everyone could hear it. I also, well, you know that some pegasi when they become excited or flustered they lose ability to control their wings? There was also a few times where I--- I--- eek!"

She hides under the sheets, and you stare dumbfounded at her retreated figure. Your mind attempts to put one and one together but you keep coming up with three instead of the obvious answer. Your hopeful, very hopeful that like you she also had to.. relieve herself of the thoughts that you both seemed to have of one another. You call out to her and she slowly peeks over her covers.

"I'm.. I'm not weird, am I? I'm not obsessed, right?" You calm her by saying you think it's fine, the only thing is now you both know you've thought about it, and that is okay with you, if she doesn't mind you having the same thoughts about her.

"Oh no, I don't mind at all, but if I can ask... what kind of thoughts have you had about me?"

Oh no, no, no, no, no, nope, no. You've heard of this, from a few friends back home, a few times it spelled disaster in a relationship. The "what is your fetish" question, this had to be that same very one. How the hell were you going to avoid making her mad, but at the same time showing her you trust her with answering her question. It comes at you like a thunderclap, and you look her in the eye and explain that one time you pictured her as a human female.

At first her expression is unreadable, a blank stoic face stares back at you and to see the very image on Fluttershy makes you believe you have undoubtedly stepped on a mine. Than a small smile, a tiny spark behind her eyes, and she leans in closer to ask you. "What would I look like?"

The rest of the day you both merely talk on what you have thought about doing with one another, fetishes you each had, even explain moments where your relationship was developing and the misunderstanding you both seemed to share. It's been four hours and you don't even notice that both of you have remained in bed merely conversing. The day awaits you both, but you don't care. Today, for now at least, you just want to lose yourself in her arms, in her words, and in her smile.

Author's Note

Sheesh, I really had some trouble this chapter. No clop on this one folks, sorry, when I first set out to do this story I really REALLY wished I could write clop in all chapters, but I think I'll need a break on this one. If I can I will for future chapters, as I was really kind of going for the slice of life more on this chapter setting than just berserker sex.

Also, I don't think I'll finish the day like this, not sure yet, I wonder if I should start using "Day X" for chapter titles along with it looking like "Day X: Chapter Title", anyone disagree, let me know.

Ah, Please leave any comments, suggestions, and constructive criticisms as per usual. I do enjoy them very much, and a very big BIG thank you to all who are giving me thumbs up, and favoring the story. It is an honor to write for such people and I hope to continue, Good luck~

Gentle Nights

The late afternoon breeze played across your bare shoulders, caressing the tension away almost, but sending a very mild shiver through your abdomen. It was becoming pretty chilly with the sun retreating, and the chorus of gentle noises from nocturnal creatures springing from their slumber was playing in the winds. You had awoken from an afternoon nap with Fluttershy and crept outside while allowing her rest.

Feeding the animals for the evening before they would turn in for sleep, you notice that some of the nocturnal creatures are slightly awakening. You wonder the time, and think it may be impossible to sleep tonight as you and Fluttershy slept the afternoon away. Still, it was good to spend an afternoon with just her by your side, even if it was only to catch up on sleep together.

Some of the other creatures start to whine for more, and you look back to the cottage before giving them a small reward. They knew you didn't keep them to a strict diet, unlike your butter-coated lover who was still hopefully snoozing inside. If she knew you were spoiling them you'd possibly be lectured, and a Twilight lecture may be one thing, but a Fluttershy one... oh man, you really don't want to relive that again.

Suddenly the front door opens and you jerk upright to see her come out, her mane having that small bounce as she trots up to you. "Oh, thank you for feeding them. I almost forgot today, it's been such a lovely afternoon and you sure kept me relaxed." She gives you a thankful smile which you return, than turns to her animal friends, "I'm sorry everyone." You watch as she apologizes to them all. Some nod to her, and others just continue eating. In the back of your mind you feel ever since you both moved in together the animals are glad you are there. Maybe because when Fluttershy is busy, you handle the feeding and they sure know how to turn the charm on you.

"Hey there my sexy man, how did you sleep?" You blink for a moment staring at her before it registers. She sure was becoming more bold since two days ago. You grin back and tell her that it was great, you really needed the sleep. You had been working overtime lately and you really could use the rest, as well as the time together. She nuzzles your leg affectionately. "Do you have to go back to work tomorrow? I will be so lonely without you."

Letting loose a chuckle you playfully tell her that if you didn't work, than you both couldn't start expanding her animal-clinic as soon as you both wanted. She just clicked her teeth and stared outward, quite possibly imagining what to do next. You had both been putting in additions so she could handle more animals, as they were coming in bigger droves lately. "You can't blame a mare for trying." Now you really laugh as she nudges your leg with her rump.

Gently stroking her cheek you bend down for a small kiss, she gives you a slight harrumph before you break away. Giving her a cocked eyebrow she just looks to her left side ignoring looking at you. "Better be glad your so handsome mister."

You kiss her cheek and tell her you are grateful, otherwise she never would have fallen for you. This makes her ears droop, and she is quick to revert to her usual shy demeanor. "No, I mean, I still would have noticed... I just meant... oh! Oh, you are teasing me again, aren't you?" You smile and kiss the tip of her nose with a sing-song "maybe~". She stomps a hoof with a red-face of embarrassment. "You meanie."

The affection between you was growing, you noticed. Now she was more comfortable on expressing herself to you, and you seemed to be able to shower her with kisses which she wouldn't shy away from. This gave you an idea, and you suddenly began to give her a small scratch behind her ear. She cooed like you thought; "Oh, that feels nice. I so love you doing that. M-More? Please? Just a little more?"

You continue for awhile longer until she shakes her head away. "I'm sorry, it started to tickle." She giggled and nervously moved a hoof around the ground. Giving her a understanding smile, you looked back out to the skies artistic display. Telling her it was getting late, you moved to go inside with her following close behind. "Oh, what would you like to do tonight? I can cook dinner while you prepare the bath. Would you like to bathe together?"

There was a hint of hopefulness to that, one you picked up on and felt a twinge of excitement run from your brain down to your crotch. On the way down though it did cause an involuntary shiver which even your beloved took notice of. "Oh? Seems like someone is as eager as I am for a bath." Turning to her, you give only a grinned response and turn back without a word.

Shutting the door behind you she moves to the kitchen, but as she stands in the doorway she looks back toward you and flicks her tail high and to the side giving you a very obvious view. "Hope your still excited later after dinner. I know I will be." She giggles that soft enchanting giggle while you stare after her retreating figure. Noticing your mouth is hanging open when a small spittle of drool tries to escape you quickly clamor up. Hot damn, she really was starting to become quite the tease.

You headed up the stairs to go into the bathroom. At the top of the stairs sat a little white furious-furry rabbit. Cocking and eyebrow you stared down Angel while he seemed to be upset about something. Thinking back, you try to wonder why he was upset. He was fed, first one too when you woke up. He had water, and you let him out earlier before your nap. What was he mad at now?

...Oh, right. Damn bunny is only sweet on the ladies. Giving a sigh you tell him she's downstairs and he hops happily past you to look for his caretaker, however he does offer a salute before he leaves. Funny, he may actually be warming up to you... maybe.

As you set about your task, and begin filling the tub with hot water, you look for the plug and spot near some of her bath salts and a few other things. You eye the bubble-bath mix and wonder if she'd enjoy one with you along with possibly some lit candles. If your reading her wrong though, she could feel pressured. Thinking on her actions for a moment you decide to go with it, if nothing else you can just say you figured she wanted to just relax with you so you both could get a good nights rest. ....Despite having taken a nap, you still feel somewhat tired. Must be the weather. You wait until the tub is becoming closer to full before turning the water off, and the steam rising from it is a good indicator of its temperature. You figure it'll be nice and warm when you both finish dinner.

Going downstairs you see Fluttershy finishing it up as Angel just seems to watch her and nibble quietly on some food he must have snuck. You guess off your own plate. Cheeky little rabbit. You both sit down and eat quietly. Your eyes lock now and again, but you both seem bashful now that the promise of intimacy was given. It becomes increasingly awkward, even a few failed conversation starters ended with you both just going back to your food. As they look almost empty Fluttershy suddenly reaches across the table. "I will grab the plates, why don't you go get in the tub.. and.. wait.. for me?" There's that hopeful tone, only now with a look of uncertainty.

You give her a very eager nod, and realize it only after she starts to giggle. Apparently she knows how excited you are now, and it relaxed her. Good, that just means you have to not... screw up, right? It's just a bath, how the hell could you possibly screw that up... on second thought, don't think about it. Just don't. Better chance of success that way.

Undressing and sinking your whole body you blow some bubbles from you face as you submerge. The water is still warm, like you had planned, light dinner and all made the timing right. Hearing her hoofsteps coming closer you watch the door with baited anticipation hoping she'll like it. As her figure shows in the doorway she steps in slowly, "Bubbles? Ohh, I haven't had a bubble-bath in a good while. And.. you used the candles we got on our date. Are you trying to make me feel special?"

You grin, mentioning that she is special, she is very special to you. Her demeanor changes to nervousness again, and gracefully she lifts her body with a flap of her wings gently descending in the tub. Her face slowly draws to your own. "I appreciate it very much. In fact, let me show you how much." Eyes half-lidded, voice dropping down to a very sultry whisper, and breath smelling of sweet yet wild flowers. Again, you never stood a chance against this small framed mare.

The kiss is slow, tender at first. Still nervous with a deep wanting. It was hard not to just lunge forward and barrage her body with kisses, caresses, and hugs. Wow, did you just want to assault your mare-friend with affection. A gentle hum of pleasure from her throat and you know your answer, Damn straight you did.

Kisses turn to fondling, and that soon turns to exploration of one another. Though, admittedly you both knew one another by now, that didn't mean one could not improve upon their techniques. For example, you now know that if you lick right near Fluttershy's neck base, and hold her flanks in your hands you'll receive- "Oh yes, right there... just.. mmfph!!"" -a reaction that causes her to wrap her hooves around your neck and pull you into her chest. See? Room for improvement.

As the water begins to become lukewarm, the two of you are still wrapped in one another's embrace. Small ripples on the surface of the bath water, as you slowly piston yourself inside her. Her cries encourage you to go faster, but you deny her that. Instead you keep a slow but very steady and deliberate rhythm that puts you both on edge. She start to plead with you to go just a little faster, and you can feel her vaginal folds begin their coaxing for your seed. Feeling on edge yourself you pick up the pace and within moments can feel yourself spurting inside her walls. She bites your shoulder to stifle her cries and cry out her name gently in her ear. Again, you both just embrace one another until the water finally becomes too cold to stay in.

Butter, it makes all things better

You swear, if there was one thing you liked about Ponyville it was there was not much shortage on the job market. Perhaps that was because when these ponies found their cutie-mark, they felt it was their calling for their lives. You on the other hand saw the numerous possibilities before you. For now you were on contract with some construction, doing simple home repairs until they felt you were ready for something more serious. Before you tried your hand at being a barber, shave and a hair-cut where somewhat popular, but well.. colts take awhile to grow their hair back. Bad for long term-business. However the odd thing is, in Ponyville, there was always something needing to be repaired. Thanks to random encounters and other incidents involving property damage happening in Ponyville, you wondered if this city had a sort of "accident magnet" buried deep under everyone's own nose.

"Quitting time!" Said a new colt who had joined the contract construction agency a little after you had gotten over your first week. Some young buck who probably just finished school and thought this was his lives calling, what an odd way of living. Still you were bad at names, though his cutie mark showed a log being cut with a hand-saw. ...What the hell? You didn't even want to guess at trying his name, something insulting could come up and that would be.. well, last time you guessed wrong someone's name at the job office, it didn't turn out well. Let's just say Fluttershy was not happy that you came home with a hell of a shiner. ...she really should've seen the other guy.

Your getting distracted, again. Handing your orders from this morning back, and receiving payment you make a quick exit. Waving everyone a good evening you hurry to town square. Some-pony special wanted to spend an evening with you after work. A pony who you would dare not keep waiting, tonight was a planned date, and if there is anything you have learned, it's in this world or the next, NEVER keep the lady waiting. Rarity herself had given you a crash course on the matter, and that mare could go on about the importance of punctuation.

You notice her sitting on a bench, with a green round brimmed sun-hat, as a blue ribbon seemed to circle the bottom brim, you allow a smile to notice how cute she is just sitting there waiting, her tail lazy flicking, waiting for your arrival. To be honest, the scene was something you felt out of a movie. You getting off work, in your work-clothes, and she awaiting your arrival, in the town square, her beauty illuminating the square in your eyes. When the hell did you get so lucky?

Walking up to her side, you give a compliment on her appearance and ask has she waited long. Her smile lets you know that even if she did, she didn't mind at all. You bend down intent on giving her a gentle kiss on the nose, however she intercepts and makes it a kiss on the lips. Letting her lead the pace, you feel her push in to the kiss as if trying convey her passion upon you. It works, as you bring a hand behind her head and lean a bit more letting yourself moan in approval of her assertion. Breaking away you swallow loudly and give her a grin.

"No, I didn't wait long for you sweetie. But I still missed you just the same, can you blame me?" You tell her of course you couldn't, you'd probably miss her just the same if not for your job giving you a somewhat decent distraction. She than gives you an eskimo kiss in appreciation as you both start to make way to a favorite restaurant that served something for you both. A gryphon operated shop, who not only served deserts, but some foods that catered to carnivores, omnivores, and of course the ever gracious herbivores. To be blunt, with a town full of ponies, it was hard not to find such a restaurant that catered for you both.

As you arrive you see some ponies and griffons seated on the patio, they had setup the large parasols apparently for those who wished to eat happily in the shade. Walking in you await to be seated as Fluttershy removes her hat and asks you to hold it so she could excuse herself. As a griffon comes to take you to a table for two and asks what you'll have to drink, you order a lemon iced tea, sweetened, for you both. Telling him you were ready to order, you'll be have the fried worms with garlic butter, and a bit more pepper than usual for spice.

"Excellent choice sir, I'll return right away with your order." Before he leaves though, you ask him is Gustav working today. "Oh, Yes he is sir. Is there anything special you will order after?" Mentioning you'll have his specialty, the éclairs, you ask for them to be delivered later, he gives a nod in understanding. "Thank you sir, I assume you will let the lady decide herself?" Another nod and he is walking off with a knowing smile. Sure, you could GUESS what Fluttershy was in the mood for, but you have been known to be wrong before, and her, with her ever-loving kindness would simply eat it even if she hoped for something else. You'll learn to read her better one day, just not yet.

You take in the décor, most of the restaurant had a simple feeling. Nothing fancy, just some lanterns that hung from chains of the ceiling, for when it was dark out and light was not illuminated very well. Pretty high except for you, you did have to narrowly miss a few here or there, but not many were placed much to your relief. The paint upon the walls was a bold red, and certain portraits lined the walls. The store opening, had a few ponies shaking hands with what you guessed was the founder of the restaurant along with his buddy griffon. The two of them posing for a portrait holding their cooking utensils, one with a mixer, the other a frying pan. Apparently the history of this place was it was made and founded for both parties, sort of a cultural exchange you would guess. Your thoughts are interrupted.

"Did you miss me?" You feel a pair of hooves wrap around your neck and turn your head only to be halted by a kiss on the cheek. "So, did you order for us?" You admit to her that you still are unsure of what are her favorite dishes here, to which she replies. "Oh, you know I'd eat whatever you order me sweetie." That was the answer you expected and you sigh internally actually having to hear her say it. Still, maybe next time you'll be more bold and order for her and get it right that time.

Making your way over to her chair, you pull it out with your gentleman mannerisms being displayed and she gives you a warm thanks for your actions. Taking a seat yourself your waiter shows up with your drinks. "Well, good evening ma'am. Are you ready to order?" With pencil and notepad at the ready, this griffon waiter was starting trying to earn that tip you wagered. If he keeps being on time like this, he sure has a chance.

"Oh! Yes, I'd like the sunflower salad if you please. But not so much fruit, if that isn't a problem." He gives her a nod, and with a reply of "Of course not madam, we are here to serve.", he briskly walks back to the kitchen. You can assume he is trying to be prompt with you two so as to impress you, damn if it isn't working. Turning your attention to Flutteshy you admit, you wouldn't have guessed that particular salad at all. "Oh, it's not one I order a lot. I've seen it on the menu a few times we come here, but I just never felt ready to try it."

You nod in understanding. Every now and again the shop would try to bring out a new dish. You were the first to brave their creations, what with meat being scarce in Ponyville, you had heard of their 'Fried Worms" in garlic and well you were starving for anything with meat in it. Fluttershy herself couldn't believe you tried it, but damn if you didn't give compliments to the chef that day. You even took some home to indulge in.

You are broken out of thought as a hoof reaches your hand, "This is nice, thank you for this. I love spending time when it is just you and me. I wouldn't trade my animal friends for the world, but sometimes, I do like to sneak away from them. Please don't tell them." You make a zipping motion across your lips, and are awarded a giggle. "Merci."

And there goes your heart. If there was one thing that drove you wild, it was when she would speak French. Though why some of these ponies even knew the language was something that you yourself had yet to understand. Your literal mind was gone when you first heard Fluttershy speak a few lines here and there, but now she did it to rile you up. Of course when she did this, you couldn't help yourself and she seemed ready for the consequences. It first started with kissing her hoof, than you would begin trailing a kiss upward, making sure each kiss was deliberate and toward her neck. There you would give a gentle bite now and again, before you came to her cheek, than finally you would claim her lips. Sure, it was a public spectacle, but for some reason she loved and basked in the attention even in the most public places when you did it.

Feeling a gentle push from her hoof upon your chest, you look in to her eyes with a dreamy sigh of your own. "Mon cheri." Kissing the tip of her nose earns you another giggle from her, and you both are interrupted by a very red-faced waiter who has brought the meal you ordered, his wings were half-open flared upon display. "Y-Your order is here.", With a practiced motion he placed the plates down upon the table, but seemed to drop the serving tray before hastily picking it up and strutting back into the kitchen. What leaves an impression on you is how Fluttershy did not even bat an eye nor shrink behind her mane when the waiter had come. Perhaps public displays were now non-embarrassing with you. That gave you a few ideas you've been meaning to try.

Not much is said as you both eat in comfortable silence. To some it may seem that it was awkward, but with your hand holding her hoof, and the occasional rub of affection you both shared, there was nothing but satisfaction at being close to one another that no words were needed. As you finish off your plate you see she is already done with hers. You take your thumb and rub some of her dressing off her top lip and lick it off. "So, am I tasty?" You nod giving her a theatric groan of pleasure which earns you a roll of her eyes.

As you are finishing your plate you see your waiter coming back with a serving dish of éclairs and two small plates you assume will be the serving plate. He also appears to be holding a pitcher of tea for a refill, damn he sure is earning a tip tonight. "If I may have your plates, and I do hope that you both have enough room for desert." With that short talk out of the way he heads back to the kitchen, and you are starting to wonder is he the only one working as server tonight. "Mmm... You remembered." Fluttershy is eating an éclair rather cutely while holding it within her hooves, and your prayers are answered as she seems to have some of the filling cover her top lip.

Though you do remember, she had told you once about a train ride she had taken with her friends. One of the griffons had bragged about his eclairs and you wanted to test his mettle. You were not disappointed, and when you found this little restaurant you asked to see the entire menu. This led to you taking Fluttershy here, and on the first date you both shared, in your new found culinary hide-away, an order of "Gustav le Grand's Exceptionally, Exquisite, Eclairs". Neither one of you were disappointed and sometimes, like now, she would "accidently" have some filling upon her mouth to which you would gladly: lick, kiss, wipe, and even suck off her maw.

This time was no different as you leaned in toward her slowly. She however did spot you and with a small wicked little grin and her eyes dancing with playful intent she leaned back. "Can I help you sir? I do believe I have claimed this pasty for myself." Grinning you say she may keep the pastry, as it is herself you wish to sample for your tasteful intents. "My lips have already been claimed, I'm afraid, you see they belong to some-pony I love very dearly." You decide to role-play with her for now, and ask who might the lucky stallion be. "Oh, he is no stallion I assure you, but these lips are his nonetheless. So you would have to contest them from him, I'm afraid."

You lunge in quickly causing her to widen her eyes in surprise as you steal a peck from her lips and snake your tongue along her upper lip before pulling back with an exaggerated gulp. "I-I must ask you to refrain from such an assault upon my lips." You look at her with a grin, your head resting upon your hands as you stare at her aquamarine pools. With a soft but affirmative tone you tell her; Never.

Author's Note

So, this one was supposed to be just a sort of date chapter. Honestly I wanted to do more with this, but I really needed to stop at this point of the chapter or I think it would've been longer than any chapter I will write for this story. I do apologize for the slow updates, I for once have not much reason except for the fact I am currently writing two other stories as of right now. As well as working on brining a certain one out of hiatus.

With that said, I will continue to write this, and update it first and foremost, hopefully when I release my other stories they will already be fully written so the updates will be more regularly. This pause in chapters is even driving me insane. Thank you readers for comments, and all mannerisms of likes, watches, and of course the favorites. I do hope this note alerts most of you as to why this is taking so long.

Enjoy!

Pink is definitely her color

You both stumble inside the cottage, already passion running a mile a minute. Fluttershy has her hooves locked around your neck, and you have two handfuls of her flank as you both grind your hips together. This was quite possibly all along what you had in mind when you had set the date over the weekend, what you didn't count on was what happened back at the park.

It was supposed to be a nice way to wind down the evening, after a lovely dinner you both would than take a nice stroll in the park. Things never go as planned sometimes, and that is what happened this evening. You both were relaxing on a bench when you saw Fluttershy leap from her seat next to you and flew gently to a baby duckling. With no one else around she started to comfort the little thing and asked if you saw any other ducks around. You didn't, and that caused a brief look of panic on her and the young duck.

Quickly volunteering, part because you knew she would without you anyway, part also because you felt for the little guy and would do it for her as much as yourself anyway, you decided to help find its parents. Scouting the area you looked all around the park, the edges of it, and even outside the park thinking 'How the hell could you miss a duck?'

Needless to say, nearly forty-minutes later the ducks family had found you. You'd never seen a ducks mother wrap its young in a hug using its feathers before. That image will be forever burned in your mind now, still it brought a huge smile to Fluttershy's face and you felt some small pride well up in you.

See, because you were so quick to help, Fluttershy wanted to reward you with a kiss. One kiss turned into two, than three, and more. Finally a bit of hooves and hands were starting to grope one another and you both fell behind a nearby bush. Things really started to get heated and you felt her hooves start to unbuckle your belt when a young filly told its mother, 'Look mommy, their wrestling like you and daddy do!'

After that you literally grabbed Fluttershy and ran as fast as your legs could carry you. The odd thing? Fluttershy was actually giggling the whole way while you carried her. You couldn't believe it at all. Her. GIGGLING. Not cringing in obvious embarrassment. She was just laughing off the incident completely. This caused you to chuckle along with her, because no matter what, you couldn't think of how else to feel about it.

NOW, you two were home and without prying eyes or public nuisances to deter you or her, you could continue where you left off. "Wait! Uh, I want to get ready. Just, something a little different tonight. Do y-you mind?" Well, almost nothing could stop this. Still, with you hot and heavy and ready to go, you desperately want to say no. Although, you must admit, how can you refuse her? With a solemn nod, she squeaks in appreciation, before giving you a peck on the lips and jetting upstairs.

Sitting on the lounge chair you have downstairs, you sigh as your boner goes from raging hard flagpole, to a more calm but grumbling half-mast flagpole. He calls you a swine as well, just for good measure as you internally debate with him. This night has gone so well, but you feel some excitement as to what Fluttershy could be doing upstairs. Hopefully she won't take long, and your heartbeat starts to quicken at the mere thoughts floating about in your head.

You hear Fluttershy coming down the steps, and quickly sit up to wonder what she left to do. That's when your eyes nearly bulge out of your skull as you see her with a new outfit, thanks to Rarity you can imagine. That pony is a master at her craft, because Fluttershy looks absolutely stunning in her new attire. Standing before you she is wearing a pair of pure white leggings for each leg, at the top they are lined with a pink borderline. What also catches your attention is she has.. wait, are those panties? Oh yea, bikini style, and damn does she look good in them. Like the leggings they are pure white, with a pretty pink trim and you can't help but start to stare. To top it all off, though your not sure it was even required at this point, she has on a white with pink highlighted saddle on her back. In your mind it is finally official, this mare looks good in pink, and your erection agrees.

"D-Do you like it?" You dumbly nod your head, your throat caught as your brain simply cannot process a single description as to how sexy she looks before you. "Oh, good. I had Rarity make me another, it-well it was a bit embarrassing but I was hoping it would make you excited." If that was the reaction she had hoped for, she succeeded, your mouth is still slightly ajar and you half-notice your raging hard-on has come back to attention and ready to go.

She turns around and slowly, but damn well very sexy, brings her head to the floor while raising her flank slightly higher and spreading her back legs a bit wider, she lifts her tail up and to the side. You catch her looking back at you biting her bottom lip and you lock eyes with her a smile on your face. She was presenting herself to you, she had only ever done this the first time you both had sex. You see, there is a bit of a difference between a tease or a peek at her sex, and when she full blown presented herself to you. Now, was one of those moments, and your mind has gone into full-blown sexual desire. "I-I wanted tonight to be special, and I really did enjoy spending time with you. Do you think tonight.. we could..."

She doesn't really trail off, more like she lets the question hang in the air. You nod while still looking into those beautiful pools of blue and approach her on careful steps. Once you are within reach you kneel down and grab hold of each flank with your hands and bury your nose between them. "Ah! Oh, d-don't sniff, I didn't wash!" This makes you push the fabric aside with the tip of your nose as you really start to inhale her more natural scent. "Oh! You dirty.. Ah! ..dirty man." You grin locking eyes with her as you break away for a moment and give her a nod, than go back to your scented treasure.

After you seem satisfied with her scent you hold the fabric away with one hand while giving one of her flank-cheeks a very through rubbing as your mouth begins to go over her moist nether's, your tounge touches her lips and you feel her legs begin to shake. "Lick it real good please, I- Oh! I want to be ready for that c-ah!-ock!" You are trying to focus but your own lust is trying to fight you right now. You want to prepare her for the oncoming pleasure, but it demands to be pleasured and be part of this sexual escapade.

Slowly and painfully undoing your belt you bring your jeans down a bit, than telling Fluttershy to trust you, you lift her up by her cupping her hips and lifting her up as you stand. Her snout bumps into your pelvis and she seems to understand what you want. Her hooves start to wrap around your member, and it twitches in earnest joy that it wasn't left unforgotten. "Does momma's little toy miss her?" A soft kiss on the tip, and you twitch again. "Looks like you did, Oh! This big mean man hasn't let you out to play, huh? Don't worry, I'll give you lots of attention." With that, she engulfs your member in her mouth giving a very low groan of approval. You want to thrust forward, but you control yourself that much. Her front hooves seem to circle around your hips and she uses the leverage to bob her head back and forth coating your penis in thick saliva. With a pop she takes it out for a quick breather.

"My, my, it sure does seem to miss me." A sensual lick over the head has you twitching in her mouth, your cock begging for more. "Don't worry, momma is going to make it all better." Your losing concentration as you listen to her coax your dick lovingly. Remembering what you had been doing before, you shake your head free of the near numbing pleasure. Pushing the fabric away with your nose your tongue finds its target and you begin to attack her folds. Your assault seems to have earned her approval as she moans again, mouthful of your member. You slowly thrust forward which earns a surprised muffled yelp from Fluttershy. Finally after coating her with as much saliva as your mouth can provide, and your arms starting to lose strength you decide enough foreplay.

Setting her down, you notice your legs started to weaken from Fluttershy's blowjob. Fluttershy than presents herself to you again and with your cock slick from her saliva, you take off the fabric barricading you slowly pushing into her folds. "Oh! Yesss! G-Give it to me!" Normally you would grab her by her hips and use it as leverage, but you think that the saddle was meant to be gripped for this sexual play. So after some initial fumbling you find a comfortable grip and hold firmly while you thrust into her hot sex. "Oh, that's it, just like that. Call me your good little pony!"

That was different, you can only guess this is some sort of role-play you both are having, but you oblige. Grasping at what knowledge of ponies or horses you have, you stroke her neck and mane. Even grab her tail and lift it up somewhat roughly while giving her flank a few playful slaps. With each action you mention how she is your little pony, and how you much you enjoy her being all yours. At one point in all this, you are half-tempted to holler a 'Yee-haw!', and honestly you think you might have with as far as you both were taking this role-play. Yes, she even whinnied and snorted a few times, though your almost sure she didn't notice. "Ah! Almost.. right.. THERE!!!"

You had to move your hips a certain angle to hit her zones, but your rewarded with her juices spraying your pelvis dampening your pubic hair as her body convulses. She nearly collapses but you hold her up by the saddle, slowly your thrusts are still attempting to stir her up for her second orgasm. Prodding into her depths you attempt to hit those same little zones that cause her to tighten up around your cock, and soon you feel the familiar winking of her vaginal walls. The sensation always makes you feel as if her own pussy was begging for your sperm to fill and coat her inner walls, a thought which causes your cock to twitch.

A well timed second series of convulsions from Fluttershy and already you feel yourself ejaculating fulfilling the inner primal desires of you both. "Oh yes, cum for me, cum inside!" Her voice sounds slightly delirious but your own grunts and dirty words echo through the very silent cottage calling out to her in your lust-filled haze. Panting, bent over her tiny frame you kiss the back of her neck, trying to bring your heart-rate to normal. With a final deep sigh, you lift your little pony in your arms and kicking your pants off head upstairs. Some glowing after-sex cuddling is in order, and you are never one to disappoint.

Not just a fluke (Part 1)

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Work is Overrated: Part One

You attempt to edge away from her slowly, but unfortunately there isn't much area to run in your new bedroom. What a way to start the morning too, you think. Nothing was even remotely close to resembling trouble last night, and she never mentioned it either. Supposedly this can all be summed up as your fault for losing track of the schedule, and that alone is enough to make you want to slap your own cheek.

"Sweetie, don't run away. I know you want me, I mean, look at that nice surprise you were hiding from me this morning. Oh, how cruel I have been to not notice up until now. Every night you have slept with me you would sneak off and take care of it all on your own. It's my responsibility to help you with it, and here I was just asking for five more minutes every other morning. We must get you undressed."

Crap, you really wish you had woken up earlier. Instead of just rolling over this morning and asking for a bit more time. Still, it's only your second week of moving in together and it was bound to happen. But why, oh heaven and earth, WHY did it have to be this week, and right on this day. Fluttershy is in heat and you really need to get to work in a few minutes. You try to calm her down with mild pleading at best and convince her you'll come home for some loving during lunch break.

"I know you would, but I'm afraid I cannot wait that long. Your c-c-cock has been poking me all morning, and I just need to have it in me. I know I sound shameful but, I can't help it. For the last few minutes I have thought of nothing but you pushing it in to me. Oh won't you please let me? Please?"

This is what you were afraid of. It already is hard to deny her anything when she is pleading to you with those emerald eyes, but in this scenario she is pleading for sex of all things. How in the blue hell are you going to withstand her charms on such an issue? How could you walk out that door leaving her to merely pleasure herself all day waiting for your return? Well, there is a somewhat sadistic side of you that would love to imagine her writhing in passion, on the bed you now both share, rubbing her hind-quarters together for some relief. Her mouth open in small audible gasps as she rubs herself and all her juices flow freely onto the sheets staining them with very visual wetness. She could even be wearing those striped socks, just to entice you as soon as you walk through the front door eagerly calling out your name in hopes for your passionate love making.

The only downside is imagining all this while she is still in front of you whimpering at you with pleading eyes has made you quite horny yourself, and you feel yourself leaning closer to her for you want this as bad as she does. Her eyes excitedly open wide and she leans for you almost too quickly. You both now lock in a passionate kiss, though she more or less bumped in to your lips but you don't mind her eagerness. Slowly bringing your hands up you deepen the kiss while holding her close, your fingers trace lightly down the back of her neck and begin to focus on the base of her wings.

"Wh-What happend-- Oh my--- to work?" She squeals out, each word higher in pitch than the last one. A melody of gasps and panting from her mouth help you find the spots that ignite her passion. She squirms her frame into your embrace, her hooves holding your face tracing the outline of your jaw as she moves them behind your head. "I-I'm sorry I'm such a bad pony. I just, I can't help it right now, you don't hate me, do you?"

Wrapping your arms around her, you whisper how she is the most beautiful mare in Ponyville; how she stole your heart from the first time you two decided to become acquainted. When she asked you to accompany her to the Gala, you felt elated beyond measure. Though there was no dancing for you two, a night in the garden was very pleasant for you both, and you actually recall the kiss under moonlight, you were so timid and worried you'd screw it all up.

Now here she was desperately trying to get you to rut her, and the painful obvious answer was the one you were attempting to resist. How much more could you take, you wonder, how much more before she completely breaks---

"I'll put on those stripped socks you like."

You lost. You admit defeat. Game is over, you know she won and you can do nothing to stop yourself from nodding a little enthusiastically at her proposal. She squeals floating to her dressing drawer, you stare mesmerized by her flank.

"I know I have-- Oh!! Oh, yes.. I.. but I need to put them-- Are you eager for me? Oh! Please don't stop!"

You admit you couldn't wait, your mouth buried between her flank cheeks. Tasting her vaginal lips, licking it in upwards strokes and using what saliva you have to spread it across her entrance only to lick it back up. Groping onto pony ass-flesh, you inhale her scent and your hot breath makes her shiver when you exhale. Asking if she is enjoying your demonstrations your face is soon stuffed with her mare-hood.

"Don't stop, oh please don't, I'm so close. I need you to continue, I need it, please. I'm such a naughty pony but I want your mouth to continue. I want to cum all over you, I hope you don't mind, please let me, please!" Her pleading eyes ignite your own passion, and you bury your face even further; sticking your tongue within her vaginal walls, prodding and poking her clitoris in stimulation. She begins to wobble and you feel her hind-quarters quiver before they fully start to spasm, Fluttershy herself is letting out cries of "Oh yes!" and "Oh My!" over and over as you refuse to stop giving her the pleasure you feel she deserves.

"Stop, Oh stop for a moment please." You look up from your face buried in juicy pony butt-cheek and see her stare at you with half-open eyelids, her mouth barely open but breathing quite heavily. "Oh my, you sure know how to make a mare feel... wanted." You blush furiously at her words, it doesn't help either that you are now very aware your face is covered in her juices. "Oh, that was magnificent. I didn't know you liked to... bury your face down there."

Giving a cheeky grin you tell her that for her you'd love to try all kinds of kinky things. You think on it after you just finished telling her, but you feel deep within you would literally be willing to trust her with any kinky sexual escapade she could come up with, and why not? You trusted her: Heart, Soul, and with your body.