Author's Notes:

PLEASE READ BEFORE YOU START!!!

Like the description said so are these small stories I make in tribute of other stories out there. This story is happening between chapter 7 & 8 in one of my favorite stories here on fim fic:

Popping her balloons by FinnPony. http://www.fimfiction.net/story/150002/popping-her-balloons

Please check it out because it is awesome, probably one of the best feel good stories on this site. Any way, I got the idea for this whole thing because of another clop fic that was made as a tribute to it. I felt that, since I have actually worked with writing erotica (okay not so much erotica as much as porn stories) I would give it a shoot.

Please comment on all my wrongs, because criticism really is the best teacher for an artist. Please just have in mind that... this is my first time writing erotica in english and that me and FinnPony have very different styles and I tried to add as much of him as I could in this.

Anyway, I hop you enjoy this, and FinnPony, if you read this: your awesome and thanks for your blessing to this.

“They can wait silly.”

“O-oh my…” was all Pokey was able to say before Pinkie gave him a gentle but heavy push towards the head of the bed. He closed his eyes, bracing himself for impact with the bed-frame, but instead fell on to one of the many pillows.

It took him a few second to realize that he was, in fact, completely unharmed. Opening his eyes he finally took in the mood of the room. Say whatever you want about a stressed out Pinkie Pie, but she still knew how decorate a room for any occasion. The light from the candles dulce the room in a dim light that made the bed shine the most and almost left the rest of the room hidden.

He felt something move on the bed, and looking down he saw Pinkie slowly moving towards and over him. He took a deep, nervous breath, and was filled with the scent of the room. The petite smell of the rose petals and hint of vanilla that most surely came from one or two scented candles in the room... and there was some else there to, something he couldn't lay his hooves on.

Pinkie was coming closer to him, with those big eyes locked on him, half-open. Soon, she was right on top of him, her head over his and her gaze down in his. She kept on looking down on him with those half closed eyes and a small, very un-Pinkie sulky smile on her lips.

She stayed like so in a couple of seconds before lowering her body and pressing her muzzle against on his. Their lips locked together in a passionate kiss, both of them pushing their mouth towards each other, both with their eyes shout. Their lips and tongue started to wrestle each others, forcing Pokey to inhale through his nose. He immediately recognized the smell he previously hadn't been able to put his hoof on before. It was Pinkie.

The smell of her overtook him. It was the smell of fur, daisies and cotton candy... and Pinkie. Just Pinkie. There was no other way of describing it. And as their fur started to warm each other up, Pinkie started to overwhelm him. Not just her smell, but the sight of her as he sometime opened his eyes to take in small glimpse of her, the light gently caressing her feature perfectly. Her mouth kissing his with force, almost as if she wanted to take in more of him. The weight and shape of her body naturally tangled against him, as the heat from both of them warmed each other.

He wrapped his hooves around her, pressing her even closer to him, holding her tightly, not wanting to let go. He felt something within him move, something that had been in him for a long time and that only had gotten stronger and stronger each moment he spent with Pinkie Pie. A feeling that had expanded tenfold from the moment he saw Pinkie in those net-stockings on her.

Pinkie herself was in a bliss of confusion. What had started this evening as an act of fear and desperation had turned to something... well, new. She had tried to force this upon herself and on Pokey, but when he had told her that it didn't matter to him, all the fear and desperation had washed away. Instead the feeling of joy, trust and happiness she always felt around him came storming back, as well as something new... a need... a hunger.

It was like she finally saw him. Before there had only been the fear of the moment, but now that it was over she finally saw him. That sturdy body with its natural forms emphasis by the dim glow in the room, the shoulders that had grown since his stay in Manehattan and those golden eyes that sparkled in the candle light... and that assuring smile that always made her so happy she wanted to throw a party every time she saw it... which totally wouldn't work, because that meant that there would be a party every day and a party every day plus all those other party she throw would just be to expensive.

Pinkie notice herself getting sidetracked in her mind and as usual pulled herself together. This was more important. This was what she wanted. She didn't want her mind anywhere but here, in the bliss of confusion with Pokey.

Pinkie started to pull herself even higher up on Pokey, still in his hard grip. Their fur tickled against each other and as she almost were in the right hight, the fur of her lower area brushed against Pokey's sheath. A new feeling jolted through Pokey's body, the sensation that made his hips rise themselves in a bucking motion, pressing his sheath against Pinkie's lower entry.

Pinkie only heard Pokey gasping before feeling his grip tighten around her and his body pressing itself harder. As it did, a tickling sensation shoot up Pinkie lower area, making her body suddenly go completely straight as the feel travel through out her body, making her gasp for air.

As the feeling left her, the stiffness of her body started to ease up and she fell down back on Pokey's, her neck landed next to his. As they both panted after that new experience, Pinkie lifted herself up and looked at Pokey. He looked right back up at her with flushed cheeks, his chest hiving up and down. Their eyes stayed locked at one and other, both breathing against each other. Trying to take in the emotion of their partner opposite to them, they both felt the weight of what just had happened. They had both now taken the first step towards something new, with no way back and only a path forward. A path they both would take together.

They stayed like this for what seemed minutes, not letting go of each others gaze before a small smile grow on both of them. And as Pinkie lowered herself for another kiss, she started grind herself against his sheath. As the the sensation hit Pokey again he gasped for air just the same, but this time Pinkie locked her lips against his making him immediately come back to his senses.

Stopping his own hips to violently thrust forward, Pokey let the sensation of Pinkie pushing, grinding herself against his own member. The jolting feeling had come back at the start of Pinkie's actions, but as she stopped her movement down and went up again a new feeling started to build up on, and around his manhood.

As Pinkie now grinded herself down again, he meet her movement with a firm thrust against her lower entry, earning a small moan against his lips. Pokey could feel something wet gathering between the two of them, intensifying the feeling more and more as they pressed themselves against each other in perfect opposite unison, and felt a warm feeling of happiness in himself as he realized that Pinkie also earned pleasure from this... from him. And not in too much of a surprise, he also realized that he was growing, a small head starting to ''poke'' out of his sheath.

Pinkie also felt this, and for a few tinzy-tiny-seconds she relished in the thought of how good she made Pokey feel, before she got lost in her own pleasure once again. She could feel Pokey's manhood sliding itself just between her lower lips, and she started to meet his thrust a little more forcefully. Pokey's and her own breaths and grunts got heavier and heavier, forcing Pinkie to break their kiss and putting her neck down again next to his. Still moving, they could both feel each others breath tickling on their fur. She felt him grow larger and larger, having to shift her own body several times, so not to lose momentum or by accident forcing it inside her.

When she felt it stop growing or becoming harder, she realized that all of him was out now.

It was time.

The meat, the blood and bone, it all filling up to a grown-up stallions member.

It was time.

He was larger than she thought he would be.

It was time.

A small amount of fear started to build in her stomacher again, and in panic she started to gently kiss Pokey's neck as she kept on moving against him. She wasn't ready yet, so the only thing she could think of was to try and distract him while not ruining the mood. To her surprise and delight, Pokey let out a small gasp as her small, gentle pecks came to the base of his neck, right were it meet with the shoulders.

A smile crept up on her face again as she added a little tongue to her kisses and begin trail between the base of his neck and slowly went up behind his ear. Being in bliss, Pokey pulled himself together once again, so not to let himself get lost in the moment. He put his front-hooves at the base of Pinkies back, and slowly started to trail them up and down near her spine with a touch so light that you shouldn't be able to feel it.

Pokey remember a friend of his once saying that if this was done right, it was better than any massage, and he was soon rewarded by a small shiver and a small squeak from Pinkie. The response of her body betrayed Pinkie, making her lose the trail in her movement, putting the head of Pokey's manhood right in her entrance, about one inch.

Pinkie and Pokey froze up as a jolt of surprise went through them. Both of them breathing heavy, this being the first time now for quite some time to catch their breath for a while, Pinkie slowly roes herself on her front-hooves so not to push herself back one single inch more. Once again their eyes locked each other in the gaze of one and other.

Pinkie saw a few pearls of sweat was going down Pokey's forehead as she searched in his eye, only to find... a lot more than she expected. Fear, joy, lust... but more than anything there was love. Love towards her, that made all her fears once again flee her. It was this, couple with her own newfound desire, that made her decide.

''Pokey...?'' she said in a voice that was really to quiet for Pinkie Pie.

''Yes, Pinkie?'' Pokey answered. This was beginning to get to much of him. He was so close to get what he inner most desire screamed for.

''I--... I think I'm ready...'' she said in a nervous tone.

Pokey swallowed hard and nodded. This... this was really going to happened. ''Okay... ehm, how you want to do this?''

Pinkie only smiled. ''Like this, silly!'' and as if to emphasis that she meant their current position, she started doing circular motions on his member without letting another inch her. Pinkies lower lips massaged and squeezed the head of Pokey's manhood, and as Pokey gasped in surprise of this ecstatic feel he could also hear Pinkie letting out louder and louder breaths of air.

Pinkie already was wet in her down-quarters, but Pokey could now feel her love-juice almost flowing down from her. He looked up at Pinkie only to see her looking down at him, passion glowing from them like heat from the cakes ovens. The look made him take a deep breath through the nose, only to finally be hit by Pinkies love-pheromones.

His head started to spin a little, his member that already was at it full length, started to pulse and twitch instead. It took all of Pokey's remaining will not to just thrust in to Pinkie right away.

And when he finally couldn't take it anymore, he got his prays answered, as a feeling like oiled silk tightly wrapping around his member when Pinkie finally lowered herself slowly, letting him in.

Pinkie bit her lip as she felt her coltfriend getting deeper and deeper inside of her. His manhood stretched her out the deeper he got, her juices making it so he easily slide inside her. Pinkie went slow, oh so slow, maybe a inch a minute and Pokey savored each and every one of them. He could feel pleasure beyond his imagination as the tightness of Pinkie took in more and more of him.

When they had gone two thirds of a way of Pokey's pole Pinkie suddenly felt a spike of pain going through her loins. She froze in place as she pulled her gaze to Pokey who stared back at her. Both of them realized that, this being the first time for both of them, they had reached the final threshold; Pinkie's cherry.

Both of them breath heavily as Pinkie started to brace herself for the final step. Laying herself on Pokey's chest, she took comfort in the warmth of her partner.

''So... how is it?'' Pinkie asked him between breaths.

Pokey chuckled a little before answering. ''Like I just arrived at the best party ever.''

Pinkie looked up at him. ''I hop not, because a party with only two ponies would be really boring.''

Pokey could barely hold himself for laughing at that statement. ''I hop you aren't planning to start inviting other ponies to this... 'party'.''

Pinkie giggled. ''Of course not silly, tha--'' in the middle of the sentence Pinkie for some reason suddenly roesup, with no thought of what she did, accidentally breaking her hymen in the process and violently sliding in the rest of Pokey's member. ''...Owi...''

Pinkie froze in place in shock of the sudden pain. Pokey saw water suddenly start to gather up before realizing what had happened, the surprise of the whole ordeal finally setting in.

Locking his hip as much as he could so he wouldn't cause any movement from his pink marefriend, he sat himself up and embraced Pinkie in a tight hug, she responding the same. They sat like that in several minutes, Pinkie not moving nor saying a thing, only hug Pokey tightly. He did much the same, caressing Pinkie with his hoof on her back comforting.

He had seen her get hurled through the air and crashed violently, run over by a trunk load of different things and hit by a crashing Rainbow Dash more time then he could count... so why did this effect her so much? Was it perhaps the mood they both were in. He was sure that once... first time for most mares hurt a lot to, but crashing from the sky in a fall of more then one mile while spinning faster than a train wheel have to hurt more, right? It certainly couldn't be his size, he being of average size compared to other stallions.

It took several minutes before Pinkie made another respond. She nodded to herself before leaning back and looking at Pokey with a half-hearted smile. ''I'm alright.''

Pokey felt the stone that had only gotten bigger and bigger since Pinkie popped her own cherry leaving, and leaned himself forward he gave her a hard kiss.

She giggled at this, her cheeks getting red for the care he showed her. However, when their lips parted she turned her gaze elsewhere. ''Ehm, Pokey... do you think you could... go first?''

Pokey needed a few second to let the question sink in, a little surprise. Pinkie really trusted him that much? He nodded, but instead of laying her on her back in missionary like most stallions would have, he instead wrapped his hooves around her once again. Holding her tightly, he then shifted his flank backwards, slowly sliding out of Pinkie's down-quarters. When he was about halfway out he stopped and started to press himself in her until he was completely inside of her. Oh, oh wow.

Like this he went over and over again, it getting easier every time. Pinkies inner walls wrapped around his member tightly. The silky, wet furnace squeezed him each time he slowly pushed himself back in to her, pulling himself out little more before pushing himself back in to her.

Pinkie had started to bit her teeth as soon as Pokey started to move again, some of the pain coming back, but as she noticed how slow and gentle he was with her she started to relax more. It hadn't taken long for the pleasure from before to start building itself up once again. Sure, some of the pain were still there, but that were slowly getting overwhelmed by the jolts of pleasure she got from each thrust. Letting out a small sigh of pleasure, Pinkie started to rock her hips up and down, feeling Pokey's member pulsing inside of her as it went in her over and over again. Meeting each of Pokey's slow humps, she finally forgot the pain from before and let herself getting taken away in the pleasure of mating.

Pokey could feel Pinkie respond to his movement, and how she started to meet each thrust he made with one of her own. Her tight silky walls was getting wetter and tighten, as they started to give of few spasms now and then. He started to speed up just a little, to try to see how Pinkie would respond to that. To his delight, not only did she follow his change of rhythm, but she herself began to meet his thrust harder and harder.

Soon they had built up a steady rhythm, both now grunting and breathing heavy. Starting to push harder and harder, Pokey also allowed himself to get lost in the moment. Leaning back on one hoof to get better leverage he put his other one behind Pinkies neck and pulled her in for a passionate kiss. Making a small squeal in surprise and delight, Pinkie push herself in to the kiss. When it finally broke a small strain of saliva still connected between their lip. ¨'

When the kiss broke they looked in to each other eye, passion firing from both of them. The sensation of Pinkies inner walls almost drew Pokey insane. Both of them moaned in pleasure as his member slide in and out of her, her silky furnace completely soaked in Pinkie's love-juice.

Suddenly an idea popped in her head. With a sly grin, Pinkie put both of her hooves on Pokey's chest and forced him down on his back, making a surprised squeal when his love-pole shoot right out of her quiteforcefully. Recovering herself quickly, Pinkie could feel her marehood throbbing a little. She pulled herself over Pokey once again, passion burning from her eyes. Lowering herself over his member again, she let in slowly enter.

Keeping him locked down and unable to meet her movement, Pokey could only watch as Pinkie became overtaken by the sensation of him sliding in more and more. Little by little she took him in, and the more of him she got, the more she opened her mouth. When she finally had whole of him inside her, her mouth was opened quite a lot. Quite a funny sight, but unbelievable hot at the same time.

She slowly started to pull herself up, letting him slid out until his head only remained inside before bringing herself down again, taking in his full size. She did this a couple of times before going faster and faster. With both of her hooves and her eyes closed, she started to moan quite loudly now. It didn't take long before her rhythm went to the level of absurd, her tight walls massaging his member almost becoming too much for Pokey. He did his best to try to meet her thrust with his own, but being pinned down by Pinkie Pie made it almost impossible, so he gave up and just enjoyed the treatment.

Pinkie started to sweat quite a lot now, wetting her mane so it now was hanging around her shoulder, caressing her shoulders in the same fashion as before then it was straight, but still being completely Pinkie. It was possible the hottest sight Pokey ever seen.

Loud smacks could be heard now each time Pinkie landed on him. The tight, silky walls wrapping around his shaft over and over again, each time she pulled him out there was almost a sucking feeling of it. Pokey was in complete mercy of Pinkiemina Pie, and he loved every second of it. He loved it a little bit too much in fact, as he could feel a tightening feeling coming from his manhood, a pressure starting to build up.

''Pinkie, I think I'm about t--'' he stammered before getting cut of by Pinkie.

''It's okay... Just... let it go.'' She moaned out between breaths. Her sex continuously pulled and squeezed him, as it her body was telling him to let go.

To Pokey's surprise, Pinkie suddenly stopped moving with all of him inside of her. He didn't have time to ask what was wrong before he had to suddenly gasp for air. Pinkie was starting to grind him now with him completely inside of him, and he could literary feel her inner walls massaging and moving themselves around his manhood. There was no pattern nor distinct movement behind the movement inside of her, not surprising being her first time, but the sensation was still to much for Pokey.

A cascade of explosion leaped in front of Pokey's now closed eyes as the almost burning feeling of ecstasy shoot out of his loins. His hips went right up, making Pinkie gasp as Pokey shoot her full of his load. Throb after throb he shoot in to her with white cum, their fluids now mixing inside of her.

Pinkie herself rocked her hips hard and hard for about thirty seconds before the pressure that she herself had built up finally exploded. She spasm with all of her strength, her body stiffen for a good fifteenth second as electric feeling of pure pleasure exploded through out her whole body.

Her orgasm lasted for what seemed as an eternity, and when it finally was over she collapsed on Pokey's chest, he still inside of her. They both were breathing hard against each other, as Pinkie felt her coltfriends manhood start to soften and finally slipping out her. She could feel love-juice from both of them starting to slowly sip out of her, as her lower region spasm a little.

She shifted her body so she laid next to him, small stings of pain coming from every moment she made.

''Best party ever'', Pinkie said between each recovering breath.

Pokey roes an eyebrow to that. ''Really?'' he asked.

Pinkie shrugged her shoulder. ''Either this, or your ''welcome home''-party.''

Pokey chuckled a little at that. 'The day we hooked up, my first night back.' he thought, before something dawn on him. The first time... they'd just had sex. He had taken her hymen... They actually done it.

Joy and pride spread through out his mind as he looked down at a now sleepy looking Pinkie Pie. ''What?'', she asked, fatigue in her voice.

Smiling back at her, he just shook his head. ''Nothing... Pinkie?''

She didn't let go of his gaze even though it looked like she could fall asleep any minute now. ''What, silly?'' she said smiling.

Pokey took her in, his marefriend... his lover, with the messed up her. ''I love you''.

It took her a few seconds to respond, but ''And I you, Pokey.'' eventually came, finished with a long last kiss as they both finally drifted of to sleep in each others embrace.