Many words of encouragement and optimism followed the conclusion of the play. The Crusaders promised that they wouldn’t stop until he’d succeeded in attaining his birthright as a pony. Pinkie babbled on about a party they’d need to throw later to lift spirits. Blueblood hugged Gregory close, adding to the chorus of hope.

Briefly stepping aside, Maud whispered something in Luna’s ear. The queen then insisted that Gregory, still adjusting to his new body, was tired and needed to rest. She also added that Maud should be the one to escort him to his room, which was met with many excited coos and suggestive winks, although Celestia had moved to Blueblood’s side to whisper in the distraught prince’s ear.

Gregory opened his mouth to give his thoughts on the matter, only to be briefly disoriented as the ground left his hooves and the ceiling became the floor. When he was no longer dizzy, he found that he’d been slung over Maud’s barrel like a trophy. He tried to move, but instead found himself tightening his grip around her middle as she began a brisk gallop out of the auditorium. They ran down the halls passing many guards and servants, the most tactful of whom merely whistled. The less tactful only confirmed what Gregory had already suspected.

When they arrived at the entrance to Gregory’s room, he gently dismounted Maud and stared awkwardly into her eyes. Her face had its usual level of neutrality, but the twitching of her tail revealed to the human stallion that she was a mare on a mission.

“What is it?” Maud asked, breaking the awkward silence. “Aren’t you going to invite me in? It’d be rude for a mare to enter without being invited.” She turned her body to the side and gave her rump a suggestive waggle.

Gregory swallowed, only mildly conscious of how the gesture had affected him. “Are you… I mean… do you…” His fumbling words were promptly silenced as Maud stepped forward and pressed her lips to his. The kiss was brief, but it sent sparks flying in his mind, granting him a newfound clarity when Maud pulled away.

“Gregory.”

“Yes, Maud?”

“Since I was little, I’ve had this special gift. When I want something, I always know exactly where it is,” she said with a deep purr. In human courting, she knew, it was the males who initiated. However, one of Twilight’s suggestions was that he might feel even more appreciated if she took the lead, as was the common way for mares and stallions. “When you combine this with my family’s wealth, you get a mare that’s used to getting what she wants.”

Gregory was sweating bullets as he listened to the desire flowing from Maud’s words. It was having a further effect on him.

“You and I have been courting for a while now. As your fillyfriend, that means it’s my responsibility to ensure that my coltfriend is happy.” She walked over to the unlocked door and pushed it open. She entered first, motioning for Gregory to follow as she hypnotically swayed her hips from side to side.

By the time Gregory realized what had happened, there was a soft click as Maud closed and locked the door behind him. She still had a face like a stone, but her breathing was growing heavier by the minute. Gregory licked his suddenly dry lips as Maud moved to the center of the room and turned her body to face him.

“I’m a mare who gets what she wants,” Maud said huskily as she began to pull her frock up over her haunches. One of the more useful tidbits Twilight had told her was how humans generally associated nudity with sexual arousal. “There’s this stallion I like whose not feeling very good at the moment.” The frock was over her midsection now, but her backside was still turned away from where it could be seen as she endeavored to be seductive. “I want him to be happy.” Maud sat her rump down and slipped the frock over her head before tossing it to the side.

There she sat, in all her naked glory. Gregory was used to seeing ponies go around naked, but this was a first. Despite the inexperience of her movements, Maud’s actions had had an effect on his body, for which he sat down in a bid to hide. The mare stared back, tilting her head curiously as she examined him. He knew what she wanted, but still couldn’t bring himself to do.

“I also want my stallion to be comfortable,” Maud continued. She stood and began a slow walk towards her target, once more swaying her hips behind her. “And I know, my Gregory, that you have different views on sex than ponies.”

Gregory blinked in surprise. The seduction had left Maud’s tone as she sat herself directly beside him and rested against his side. As Gregory cursed his own clothing for the crime of getting in the way of Maud’s soft fur, he did his best to keep his eyes forward and not steal glances of the teats resting between her legs.

“Recently I’ve been doing some research on humans and human ponies,” Maud explained.

“Oh? What kind of research?”

“I’ve been asking the queens for the more intimate details, but I got a lot of information by writing Twilight.” Instantly Maud felt Gregory tense up.

“Twilight?”

“Something wrong?” Maud asked, even though she’d heard the story from Luna. Apparently Twilight had been very… excited at the prospect of meeting a real life human pony.

“She didn’t ask for more samples, did she?”

“No. But she did ask me to pass on her apologies for her unladylike behavior. The point is,” Maud asserted, “that I have an idea on how you view sex differently than ponies.” She nuzzled under his chin. “But I’d like to hear it straight from the human’s mouth, so to speak. I want to hear how you view intercourse.”

Gregory frowned. “You… you carried me on your back to my room, and did a strip tease, all as a prelude to asking me about my views on sex?” His puzzlement was plain for all to see.

“I know I’m not great at expressing myself, so please don’t think I’m trying to force you or anything,” Maud admitted, now without the bold confidence that had accompanied her earlier seduction. “I want you to be happy, and I want you to want me to make you happy. You’re probably the first stallion outside my family that’s ever really gotten me.”

“But I already am,” Gregory said with a smile as he threw a foreleg over Maud’s shoulder and held her close. Out of habit, he summoned a magical hand to begin scratching behind her ears. “Happy that is. I’ve never really had friends that cared about me even half as much as you guys do. You especially.” He rubbed his cheek along Maud’s forehead. “I’ve always had trouble reading people, but for some reason I can pick up on you really easily. It’s easy to miss sometimes, but I can usually tell when you’re happy, upset, excited, or whatever. You’re a great girl, Maud, and I’m happy just having someone like you to care for a guy like me.”

Maud set a hoof over Gregory’s as they held each other close for a moment of contented silence.

“Did you also pick up that I want your penis inside me, and that the cultural discussion was just to help you overcome any hang-ups holding you back?” Maud deadpanned.

“Maybe a little,” Gregory giggled at Maud’s bluntness. “I can appreciate a mare who knows what she wants.”

“Good, because I love you and I want us to become one, but only if you’re ready.”

“I love you too,” he acquiesced. “I’m still a little nervous and all, but…”

“It’s okay,” Maud assured. “I’ll be right here.”

Gregory beamed as he followed her, watching her swishing tail but was unable to catch more than a glimpse of her hidden treasure. At her encouragement, he climbed up on the bed after her.

Maud felt her heart pound away as Gregory approached, putting himself in her hooves to be educated into all he’d been missing out on. It was a trust she intended to reward.

“So… What do I need to know?”

“For one thing,” Maud closed the distance between them as she began nibbling on his lower jaw. “Did you know that if my parents found out I’d gone this long without making my stallion moan, they’d be terribly disappointed?”

Gregory shuddered as each nibble sent a jolt of pleasure through his body. “W-would that be before or after you bring up my blank flank?” he felt his heart sink in fear as Maud’s actions suddenly stopped.

“My father would scowl.” Maud extended her tongue and licked from Gregory’s collar bone all the way up to the spot she’d been nibbling. “My mother would scowl, but also wink when father stopped looking.”

“So this isn’t,” he moaned, “going to get you in trouble, right?”

“So long as no pony finds out,” Maud hissed lustfully. She began nibbling her way back down until she came to the collar of his shirt and stopped. “Besides, we got the queens’ permission. You’re my stallion, Gregory. I want to make you feel good.”

Gregory felt his hooves reach down beneath the shirt, only for Maud to stop him. He stared at her quizzically.

“Not like that,” Maud purred, inching her face closer to his as she glanced up. “That.” She pointed with her free hoof at his forehead. “Use your magic.”

Gregory complied. Forming the image of hands in his mind’s eye, he moved the extremities down below his shirt to again attempt its removal. He smiled at the entranced look in Maud’s eyes as she watched.

His concentration was momentarily broken when he got a clear view of her teats. Like Pinkie’s, they held an alluring resemblance to those of a human’s. She noticed, but instead of flinching or trying to cover herself, she leaned backwards to give him a better view. Supporting herself on her forelegs, she thrust her hips forward and shook her breasts for his entertainment.

Gregory’s shirt was thoroughly removed as he crouched low and cautiously approached the dark supple orbs, only to stop less than an inch away as he looked up.

Maud nodded her consent. While it seemed odd, her being the mare meant that she should take the lead, she figured him being a virgin, not to mention the added complexity of human values, made it only natural for him to want to explore her body on his own. Not to mention his proximity to her more sensitive parts was making her shake in excitement. “You can do as you like.”

At her announcement, Gregory gently flicked her left nipple with his tongue. She squeaked. Gregory pressed himself further against her breast flesh, savoring their firm yet soft texture against his cheeks. He began suckling her left breast like an infant while his hoof went to work tending her other breast.

Maud grunted and groaned her approval as her stallion went to work on her teats. This was nothing like her friends and parents said her first time with a stallion would be. She was supposed to do all the work, nibbling and touching him into arousal until he came out of his sheath, which she was supposed to suck until he came. It wasn’t exactly a rule, but it was something ponies agreed was typical of a first time. Instead, he was the one doing the sucking, and on a place only she and her sisters had ever touched. And to top it off, he was still wearing pants. He was doing it all wrong, and Maud was certain the first pony to correct him would find themselves with a few less teeth. If her stallion wanted to tease her teats, then by Luna she was going to let him!

Gregory had begun experimenting with his teeth, as Maud hadn’t been the only one doing research. Blueblood had lent him a book on methods of pony seduction, within which were four chapters dedicated to the numerous meanings behind well placed nips and nibbles. Sharp incisors, as it turned out, elicited even stronger reactions than the book described as he softly bit down on the erect nipple. He read Maud’s sounds and guided his actions accordingly until he found himself biting all along the tender breast flesh and moving further and further down.

The human pony stopped and recollected himself. Maud was on her back now, legs splayed out to either side as her face burned with a hot pink. She stared at him, her lip curled up in a partial snarl as if to condemn him for stopping, but it quickly passed. His eyes trailed along her body as he beheld her silvery sweaty fur glistening beneath the room’s artificial light. Her chest rose and fell and her breasts, slick with his saliva, wobbled with her heavy breaths. “Beautiful,” he whispered softly.

It was only then that Maud saw fit to cover her face in embarrassment.

And there it was. Between those tight firm flanks of the powerful earth mare sat her glistening pussy and puckered anus. Her slit winked, as if to welcome him in. Even her anus twitched. Gregory bore his teeth as he felt his erection grow painfully confined in his pants, but his attention was on more urgent matters. His face inched closer as he drank in her scent. Never tearing his eyes from the beautiful sight, Gregory called Maud’s name.

She peeked between her hooves. Of course she felt his hot breath against her privates, but seeing it just made it all the more real. This, Maud knew, was definitely not something that happened on the first time. This kind of kinky play was saved for much later in the relationship. She needed to tell him, warn him that he was about to go further than he might be ready. But then she saw his face. He was panting as heavily as her, no doubt the smell of her aroused musk was getting to him. There was desire in his eyes, but also uncertainty. In his eyes she saw the question. He wasn’t asking for permission, but for instruction.

Maud nodded in understanding. Sexual prowess and experience was considered a masculine trait for humans. It was the males who were supposed to be the more proactive in pursuing a relationship and engaging in intercourse. Still, she remembered Twilight’s advice not to get caught up in old prejudices about how things should be and just focus on how they are, but even that only went so far.

“Pants,” Maud said bluntly as she rolled around to her hooves, denying him access. He was the virgin, which meant she had the obligation to take the lead. “Off.” She had to take control, for both their sakes. At the same time, she needed to keep herself under control and not become overly aggressive.

“Yes ma’am,” Gregory nodded obediently. It only took a downward glance and his still clothed legs parted. Pants for stallions were made with pouches to hold their sizable groins, and his looked dying to come out. He moved to disrobe himself, only to have his hooves batted away by Maud.

“I’m doing it.” Maud left no room for argument as she gripped around the rim of the trousers and pulled them down. With one swift tug of the fabric, the trousers were removed and her stallion’s stallionhood sprang forth before her.

Gregory cringed as he awaited Maud’s response. Now more than ever he wished he better understood her as she stared at him. It was agony waiting to see whether or not she approved of his alien penis. Of all the things about him that had changed, for some reason his dick was one of the few things to go almost completely untouched. Granted that it was a bit bigger, for which he was immensely grateful, but he knew the shape was different from other stallions.

“Wow,” Maud whispered as she studied the alien phallus. She leaned forward, tilting her head from side to side as she took it all in. This too was something she’d been advised to look out for, one of the lesser known physical qualities of the human pony, but hearing about it had done little to brace her for its endearing peculiarity. The head was round instead of flat and there was no medial ring, but otherwise it was just like any other stallion’s. It was a bit odd, but she liked it.

“Wow?” Gregory asked in mild relief at her lack of disgust.

“Your little stallion is standing at attention like a little soldier,” Maud gave a soft snort of a laugh. “He’s even wearing a little helmet.”

Gregory felt his own lips curl into a grin. “He’s ready to do his duty?” he offered hopefully. “So you, um, like it?”

“It looks strong,” Maud said appraisingly as she reached out and stroked the underside of his penis with her hoof. He gasped, which she took as a good sign before continuing. She reached out her other hoof and batted the top of the round head, watching it bob from side to side. It was so cute and she was certain she could play with it for hours if allowed, but that thought quickly passed as unrealistic. She’d never be able to hold herself back from such a delicious looking treat and her marehood was already tingling from his earlier actions.

Gregory groaned under Maud’s touch. Her hooves were a lot softer than he’d expected. He’d have commented as much were it not for the mare suddenly licking him from base to tip. He shuddered and gasped at the sudden sensation of a warm wet tongue against his shaft.

“Mmh,” Maud moaned as she tasted the flavor of his skin along with the pre that had accumulated at the tip. “Your little soldier tastes good too. I like it.”

Gregory’s response was a pleasured groan. “M-Maud,” he said through gritted teeth.

Maud’s body tingled at the way he’d said her name. With a loud smack of her lips, she opened wide and sank her mouth down upon the shaft.

Gregory involuntarily bucked his hips upwards into Maud’s mouth, but she merely set a hoof on his inner thigh to hold him in place. He watched in awe as she sank more and more of his length into her mouth, her broad tongue teasing and massaging all around his head. Her mouth was so warm and wet, like nothing he’d ever experienced as he groaned his approval.

Maud closed her eyes as she savored every inch of the delicious meat within her maw. She hummed softly as the hot appendage pressed against the roof of her mouth. It tickled a little. Sinking further and further down, she stopped only when the tip hit the back of her throat. But this was something she had practiced for as she pressed onward, suckling on his dick like it was made of candy. Finally she felt her lips press into the base. Opening her eyes, she looked to see how turned on he was, and grinned around his length.

Gregory’s eye’s bulged as he beheld the amazing sight. Maud was smiling. She was smiling after fully taking his dick into her mouth. He felt her swallow and had to resist the urge to thrust up into her throat, only to recall the hoof still firmly holding him in place.

Maud slowly slid off his manhood, only to sink back down, once more kissing the base. She repeated the action as she moved her free hoof beneath his criminally neglected balls and began her dutiful fondling.

“M-Maud,” he tried to warn her, but the words escaped him as she continued to bob her head.

Maud felt him twitch and expand inside her mouth. She knew what that meant and continued her work fondling his tight little orbs. She took his moans of pleasure as encouragement and sucked all the harder. As he began to thrust with greater force, she removed the hoof that had held him in place and instead wrapped it beneath is waist while she pressed her face harder against his groin, drinking in the smell of his arousal. She swallowed around his cock as hard as she could, greedy for the seed she so rightfully deserved.

Gregory was only able to give a soft grunt as his last warning before he grabbed the back of Maud’s head and pulled at her mane.

Maud’s eyes shot open as she felt her stallion begin erupting inside her, shooting rope after rope of seed down her throat. She sealed her lips around the base, refusing to let anything escaped as she desperately sucked and swallowed all he gave her.

In time Gregory felt his first climax subside as his body relaxed into the sheets. His hooves fell limply to either side of Maud’s head.

Maud also relaxed, though she kept the shrinking phallus within her maw as she suckled at a more casual pace, taking the time to really savor her first stallion’s first orgasm. Lingering on that thought, Maud felt proud that her stallion had been saving himself all his life for the mare he loved, and now he’d given himself to her of all ponies. He might have failed to get his cutie mark, but she felt little guilt in considering this a good day for herself.

“That was…” Gregory struggled to say, but simply couldn’t find the right words to properly express his feelings. “I mean… wow!”

Maud slid his length from her lips and opened her mouth wide for him to see she’d swallowed it all. Speaking with her more experienced fillyfriends had told her stallions really got a kick out of it.

“God damn, you’re amazing,” Gregory grunted, feeling his cock pulse back to life.

Maud looked down, blinking several times to make sure she wasn’t imagining things. There was a lot of myth and exaggerations around what human ponies were capable of. Since getting to know Gregory, and finding him reasonably normal in spite of numerous quirks, she’d decided to dismiss most of the legends as nothing more than hearsay. This left her very confused, as it looked like her stallion’s stallionhood was standing erect and ready for another round, in spite of common sense saying that such a thing should be impossible.

“Gregory,” she deadpanned, never taking her eyes from the impossible penis.

“Yeah?” he beamed with a goofy grin as he pulled himself up.

“True or false: Humans are capable of more than one ejaculation per day without the need of herbs or other stimulants.”

“Uh?” Gregory looked down between his legs before meeting Maud’s eyes. “Wanna find out?” He asked with an eager shrug.

Maud blinked once, twice, and a third time. Her face was stone still, but her eyes seemed to sparkle in wonder. In one swift motion she stood, twirled on her hoof until she faced away, pressed her head down to the mattress, lifted her tail to the side, and exposed her nethers. She’d lowered her front down onto the bed as she stuck her butt out as far as she could. With a look that gave no room for argument, she faced Gregory and said “You’re my stallion, now mount me and make me your mare.”

“Yes ma’am!” Gregory too hopped to his hooves. All feelings of awkwardness had subsided as he felt instinct guide him forward.

“You see the way it’s winking,” Maud instructed breathlessly.

“Y-yeah,” Gregory panted as he watched her moist slit move of its own accord, flashing its deep red insides.

“Closer,” Maud advised, and he did so. “Feel how warm it is. I’m not in heat right now, so we’re safe, but it gets a lot hotter.”

Gregory’s mind had gone fuzzy. He wanted to listen, but was too enthralled by what he saw. She was winking at regular intervals, each time teasing him with what lay beyond her moistening lips.

“I’m wet,” Maud said, feeling both dirty and aroused for doing so. “My marehood is ready for your stallionhood.”

Gregory leaned forward and gently nosed her sex. She squeaked and her slit winked over his nose. He pulled back in surprise, but smiled as he went back, this time for a proper taste.

Maud pressed her face into the sheets. A stallion was licking her pussy. An honest-to-goddess stallion was licking her pussy. He was slow at first, which wasn’t surprising, but quickly picked up the pace. Maud’s ears stood high as the room was filled with the sound of his sloppy slurping licks. He likes it, Maud thought. He’s eating me out like a mare and he likes it. She, a proud Pie mare, was burying her head in embarrassment because a stallion was putting his lips to her nethers. Maud was unclear whether she should bolt from this insanity, or stay and revel in it.

Gregory’s mind was in a haze of bliss as the scent and taste overrode his senses. He’d never had anything this good before. It was unlike anything he’d ever tasted, musky yet sweet. He was starting to realize why ponies were so relaxed when it came to sex. If it was even half this good all the time, they’d have to be crazy not to indulge themselves. He pressed his snout deeper between her flank cheeks, lapping up her juices as eagerly as she’d done for him.

“T-try to get the part that p-pushes out,” Maud struggled to say, feeling more lewd and aroused by the minute. She was telling a stallion how to lick her no differently than if he were a mare. It was hot.

Continuing his gorging, Gregory tried to follow her instructions. He licked at the fleshy buldge as she winked, earning a soft yelp from the mare. Repeating the process, he lifted a hoof to Maud’s flank, earning a shudder from the mare. This was the last straw. Maud tried to cry out in warning, but it was too late. Her marehood gave one last wink over Gregory’s snout in mid lick, trapping it in place as her back arched and she sprayed her juices all over his face.

While initially surprised, Gregory smacked his lips as he tasted the marecum and smiled. He dove back, sucking her lips and drinking in her juices to his heart’s delight until she finished.

When Maud finally came down, her mind was reeling in the shame of what she’d done. She looked back, bracing herself for Gregory’s look of disgust at her terrible lack of manners. Instead she found him with a giddy grin as he licked his lips clean of her juices. When he’d finished, he opened his mouth to show he’d swallowed it all, just as she’d done. She squeaked in awe.

“Did you know your cutie mark looks like a black diamond?” He said casually, pointing at her flank as though he was completely unfazed by a mare cumming on his face. “It’s neat.”

“N-neat?” Maud stuttered. “Y-you like it?”

“Well it belongs to this really awesome mare I like,” he said as he teasingly licked his lips. “So that’s a point in its favor.”

“Thank you,” Maud said plainly as she turned away. She wasn’t about to look a gift human in the mouth, especially one willing to do something as hot as that.

“Also it tastes pretty good,” Gregory stated as he began licking up the juices around her flanks. He took Maud’s moans as encouragement as he continued applying his broad tongue over her firm rear.

Maud moaned in discomfort at the sudden loss of her stallion’s tongue. It would have been embarrassing to admit, but she really liked it when ponies played with her ass like that. This would definitely be something she’d have to explore later. Before she could say anything coherent, “Nnnnngh!” She grunted as Gregory threw his weight upon her back and rump, resting his hooves just above her flanks. His cock, she felt, had been properly sandwiched between her ass cheeks, which clenched on reflex.

This is it! her mind screamed as she relished the sensation of the weight against her back. He’s finally mounting me.

When seconds went by with nothing happening, Maud reminded herself that he was still a virgin and likely needed some encouragement. She humped her ass against his length, grinding up and down along the shaft. Gregory caught on and began humping in rhythm with her, grinding his thick cock along her crack from her pussy to past her tail hole. Maud quivered as both orifices were stimulated by the shaft lubricated by a combination of male pre and her own juices. She also felt his balls smacking against the bottom of her rump with each thrust, and grit her teeth as she imagined the present they held for her.

Gregory whined as he fellated between her cheeks. Her ass was tone and well-muscled, but was still amazingly soft. “Maud,” he grunted. “Your ass is amazing.”

“It’d be a lot more amazing if my stallion would just sheathe himself already,” she growled impatiently, only to look remorseful. “Sorry. Just…” she struggled to say, “go at your own pace.”

Gregory took the hint and pulled back. He heard the want in Maud’s voice, the desperate need, and, experienced or not, committed himself to satisfying that need. Lining his head up with her moist entrance, he experimentally sunk the tip past her lips. She whinnied. He had to do a double take to make sure he’d heard that right. Maud Pie… had just whinnied. No time to dwell on that now. He had a hot and bothered mare presenting herself beneath him and he wasn’t about to disappoint.

Maud’s lips parted as Gregory sunk himself deeper and deeper, her pussy periodically winking around his shaft and sending little pinpricks of pleasure through his body. Her tunnel was like her mouth, only much hotter, softer, and tighter. Gregory moaned as he slid forward, his hooves gently stroking across Maud’s cutie marks and earning similar sounds of pleasure. He was attuned to the sounds his mare made, mindful of her feelings and wanting her to enjoy this as much as he was.

Maud reveled in the sensation of being filled by the hot thick cock. She’d taken coolers before, but those were just lifeless tools. This was a real living thing, pulsing and twitching inside her, filling her with its girth as a prelude for its life giving essence. The feeling of her insides shifting and making way for her guest was incredible. His exotic tip probed and touched in ways no toy could match, but she was still mindful to stay in control.

Virgin or not, it was common sense that stallions had little to no stamina. There were herbs to help improve performance, but she’d forgotten to bring any. Instead she focused on her vaginal muscles, as her mother had taught her, flexing them in such a way that was said to prolong the experience.

As she worked, Maud noted how Gregory was moving slowly, easing her into it. She’d heard too many horror stories of stallions who just shoved it in and are done in under a minute. She counted herself lucky to have a stallion who loved her enough to consider her pleasure and take his time. However, while every lesson on sexual etiquette had told her to be calm and accept her stallion going at his own pace, the seemingly stoic Maud felt her impatience threatening to boil over. His consideration was nice, but she needed to be bucked NOW!

As if on cue, Maud gave a soft yelp as she felt the head of his cock press against the entrance of her womb, sending sparks of electricity through her body. A half second later she felt his thighs and balls slap against her flanks. He’d finally hilted inside her. It pulsed, making her feel like she had a second heart. They stayed like that for a while, silently enjoying the sensation of becoming one.

While Gregory’s mind was awash with bliss, the more experienced Maud was having a mini epiphany. She’d judged that his cock wouldn’t be too big, which everypony said hurt a lot. Of course she’d have taken it anyway, but she was relieved to do without the pain. However, she never imagined finding such a perfect fit, flexing her muscles slightly to confirm that everything was where it felt. As her mind rejoiced with this revelation and warmth radiated through her core, she peeked over her shoulder to see how her other half was doing.

Gregory’s eyes were closed as his lip quivered. His legs were weak and he feared the slightest movement might cause him to collapse. He was inside her! He was actually inside a woman. Even if she was a pony, she was the first woman to ever truly open herself to him, in more ways than one. Opening his eyes he met Maud’s stern expression. Her lip also quivered as her tail batted at his stomach. With another wink of her pussy around his member, Gregory nodded and began pulling himself out.

Maud whined at the loss of fullness, the dick’s absence leaving her feeling hollow. It was short lived as her stallion jerked forward, hilting himself again. He repeated the process of slow extractions followed by swift thrusts. The feel of his damp fur against hers had a primal appeal. She grunted her approval as she thrust her hips back to match his movements. “Luna, yes!”

***

Elsewhere

“Hah!” Luna declared to her sister. “We told you she was faithful to the moon.” She held out her hoof expectantly. “Now pay up.”

“Fine,” Celestia grumbled and gave her sister the bits.

Blueblood grumbled under his breath. He knew his aunts could hear whenever their names were called. It was a spell cast long ago to facilitate prayers, but they’d taken a secret delight in its other uses. Even so, taking bets on who’s name Maud would call out seemed a step too far.

***

Meanwhile

“Like that, do ya?” Gregory asked teasingly before another thrust.

Maud had to swallow a whimper of ecstasy to answer. “My cutie marks,” she panted. “R-rub them.”

Gregory nodded. Slowly he extracted himself again as he ran his hooves over the black diamond. The response was immediate as Maud’s entire body trembled. He repeated the action, applying different levels of pressure until he earned the reaction he liked the best. It was odd coordinating his efforts between thrusts and massaging her flanks, but he quickly found a rhythm they both liked and carried out his ministrations with even greater vigor.

“Harder!” Maud growled.

Gregory quickened his pace, slapping his thighs against her flanks with reckless abandon. Her pussy began winking even faster around his thrusts, each time her lips clamped down harder than before. She was close, and the tightening in his balls told him he was too. Recalling one last lesson from the book, Gregory reached down to Maud’s mane, applied whatever force that allowed hooves to grip things, and gave the hairs a swift yank.

Maud’s mouth opened in a silent scream. Gregory’s three pronged attack had successfully sent her over the edge. Her marehood ceased winking as her powerful earth pony muscles clamped down hard over his little stallion. Her vision went hazy as she splashed her love juices against his thighs.

At the same time Gregory felt his balls constrict and he released his load inside her. For him, it felt as though Maud’s insides were sucking his cock deeper inside her, milking him for all he had. His legs had given way as he collapsed on top of Maud’s back, inadvertently resting his head in her mane.

The lovers rode out their shared orgasm for several blissful seconds. Maud had managed to keep from falling over. Somehow the added weight of her stallion only encouraged her to work harder. With his soft breathing against her back, she whispered his name, but got no response other than a light snore. Smiling with a mix of pride and contentment, she grabbed one of his legs to hold him in place and carefully carried him to the head of the bed where she gently guided both their bodies under the sheets. All the while she made sure his little stallion was held firmly in place as she snuggled against his chest. She had always wanted to see what it was like to fall asleep with a stallion inside her, and Maud Pie was a mare who got what she wanted.

Author's Notes:

First clop, and I think it turned out pretty good. Maud, as I have apparently written her, is basically an aggressive dandere, seemingly emotionless but determined to get what she wants. She’s considerate of her stallion’s feelings, but can’t help feeling a little possessive and even entitled. I like the interaction these two have and hope you guys do too.