Chapter 12

I did my best to match Fluttershy’s performance. I was a bit rusty at first, but things eventually got moving along pretty well as I hit my stride with her.

We were at it for a while; her soft moans filled the room, our fluids smeared all over each other, and eventually she ended up on her back, ready to take on the final stretch and receive another hot, juicy reward. Her legs were slung over my shoulders while I pushed into her as deeply as I could, thrusting over and over again, watching her eyes widen every time I pushed our bodies together, bottoming myself out in her tight flesh. The tingling feeling was starting to return as I felt my big finish coming up again, and I knew she felt it too when I started to swell up inside her for the second time, ready to burst. She gasped with delight, knowing it was coming soon, and she suddenly reached up with her hand to grab the back of my neck.

“Come on...gimme some more of that cum, you bad boy!” she hissed through her teeth.

The way she spoke these words sent me into a frenzy and it only took a few more thrusts to build up to the explosion, delivering another thick, juicy payload into her heat; replacing the one I’d just given her already, which was now spread all over our abdomens and her bed sheets from the activity of our second session.

She looked at me with those teal eyes, her makeup smudged all over her sweaty face, giggling and biting her bottom lip as she felt me twitching inside her during the aftermath. I laid down on her, pressing my cheek to hers as we breathed together, slowing our bodies back down once again.

“I guess it’s true what they say about the shy ones,” I said, kissing her moist, salty neck.

Fluttershy laughed softly and wrapped her arms around my shoulders and her legs around my waist, hooking her feet together behind my back. She squeezed me against her, not wanting me to pull out yet.

We laid there for a bit, enjoying each other’s bodies, now connected as one.

After I started to finally lose my firmness, I lifted my head to kiss her on the lips one more time and she released me from her grip so I could withdrawal from her.

We decided we might as well just have a shower to clean ourselves up after making such sloppy messes of each other. She and I got into the shower together, rinsing the slippery juices off from one another…soon realising this was a mistake as we watched the water run off each other’s bodies, quickly becoming aroused by one another again.

We started to kiss each other and before we knew it, I was back inside her, ready for another round of pleasure. She was leaning on the tiled shower wall with her hands, raising one knee to place a foot on the rim of the tub as I took her from behind, thrusting deeply into her sloppy, yet tight and very satisfying flesh. We eventually turned off the water and got out of the tub to continue our third session with Fluttershy bent over the vanity, leaning with her hands on the large mirror on the wall above the sink with her feet far apart, allowing me to assault her body over and over again with rippling waves of intense pleasure. I had become less sensitive by then, so I had to thrust faster and more vigorously to reach my finish, and she took it like a champ, making a lot more noise this time around. She had been fairly quiet the first two times, which was no surprise to me, given how quiet she was, but this time she was unable to contain herself. It was the loudest I’d ever heard her voice, hollering loudly and wildly as her body jarred against the hard thrusts, her breasts bouncing up and down continuously as beads of water from the shower ran down her body, dripping off of her onto the floor and vanity top. She looked into my eyes in the fogged up mirror, barely able to keep hers open as her brows furrowed under another orgasm while I finished inside her a third time, filling her with another thick, hot flood before we collapsed right there on the bathroom floor.

We remained still for several minutes, our wet skin pressed together as we spooned on the tiles in front of her vanity.

Finally, she turned her head and looked over her shoulder at me. Her wet hair, turned a darker shade of pink, was stuck to her face, neck and shoulders.

“Mmmm...I could do this all day long,” she panted, flashing me a sultry smirk. “I would love to just stay in bed and let you fuck me silly until you cum inside me over, and over, and over again.”

I let my head rest on my shoulder. “Same here,” I said, followed by a long exhale. “But...aren’t you getting, like...hungry or anything?”

Fluttershy giggled. “Kind of, actually.”

So after a little break, we decided to shower quickly again—individually this time, since we obviously couldn't control ourselves. After we got cleaned up and dried off, she re-did her makeup and dried her hair, now giving off that sweet fragrance as always. She dressed herself in the green skirt and white tanktop; and I put on a fresh pair of jeans and a black t-shirt that I had brought from my place.

Back in the main room, we settled onto the couch together to make a plan for the day. “OK, let’s start again. What would you like to have for lunch?” I asked, reaching my hand out to hold hers.

“I don’t know, did you wanna go somewhere to eat?” she offered, lacing her fingers with mine and then placing our conjoined hands on her lap. “I mean, I know you don’t really need to, but I think it would be kind of fun. There’s a nice 50's diner about twenty minutes down the road from here; we could go there if you want.”

“Sure,” I said. “I love diner food, especially since it can’t kill me.”

She laughed and put her head on my shoulder. “Do you want to go now?”

“Sounds good to me,” I replied.

We went outside and hopped into her SUV, then headed down the road for a few minutes before making a left turn.

We continued on, heading further away from Canterlot while chatting quietly about different things. I asked her about her animal shelter some more, and she proceeded to talk about it pretty much non-stop until we arrived at the diner. I loved hearing her voice when she wasn’t shy or nervous; I mean, I did like it when she was shy, but her natural speaking voice at a normal volume was so beautiful.

The restaurant was exactly as she'd promised; one of those quaint little retro 50’s diners. it had nice kind of a charm to it, although sometimes 50’s diners bugged me because some things weren’t very authentic. I would know, having personally frequented diners many times in the 1950’s myself.

We sat in a booth and ordered our food, then continued to talk while we waited. We made plans to go to Canterlot the next day to spend some time seeing the sights together, and possibly even pay a visit to Rarity at her boutique. We discussed going to the big city, but eventually decided not to; instead, we would just wait for Sunset to bring my keys on the weekend. It wasn't like I really needed my truck anyway, so long as we had Fluttershy's vehicle to drive.

We talked more about her animal shelter for a bit, then eventually the conversation evolved into talking about animals themselves. I happened to mention remembering passenger pigeons, a type of bird that once existed in the billions all around North America only a couple hundred years ago, but surprisingly went extinct in the early 1900s as a direct result of over-hunting and deforestation. She was fascinated by the fact that I’d seen these creatures in their heyday, but was also saddened by the fact that they were now gone forever, having never had the chance to see them herself.

I was surprised when she brought up the Sasquatch. I knew they existed, having personally seen them in China when I lived there quite a few centuries ago and even a few in North America, but I hadn’t seen one in a long while as they are quite uninterested in humans and extremely stealthy. She informed me that she knew there was some around the woods where we live, further out to the west, away from civilization. She had never made visual contact with them, but she can feel them when they are around and told me she can communicate with them using her magic, but again, they are not very interested in interacting with humans, so she has only encountered them a couple times during some of her longer hikes through the woods. She said they are so good at staying hidden that many people who go into the woods can have three or four of the creatures around, watching them closely, and they never know it. In truth, Fluttershy was most likely the only person on the planet who they are unable sneak up on.

“They’re very nice,” she was saying, “and very smart. More than we give them credit for. I –“

She suddenly became quiet when the server arrived with our food. I couldn't help but smile at how she had become so comfortable talking to me, just like she was with her friends, but was still unbearably shy with other people. Especially when only an hour ago, she was like a wild animal in heat; something that I, or anyone, really, would never have expected from her.

Not that it was unwelcome.

She had ordered pancakes and some fruit on the side. I had steak and eggs. The syrup soaked stack they brought her looked like enough food to feed three people, and I couldn’t help but make a remark about it.

“Oh…well, um, I worked up quite an appetite this morning,” she smirked, winking at me.

It surprised me that she alluded to the sex right there at the table, immediately after the server that she had been so shy with had just walked away. I had a short chuckle with her, then began cutting my steak.

We finished eating, continuously making small talk along the way. I paid for both of our meals, and then we left the diner to go back to her house.

It was a beautiful sunny day, so we decided to take a walk in the woods behind her place. Holding hands as we walked, we continued talking non-stop along the way. She asked me lots of questions about the past, as well as the present; like how people are different now than they used to be, for example.

“People are generally the same as always, but I have to shake my head at some people nowadays,” I explained. “When I see a grown man losing his shit because the app on his phone crashed or something like that,” I paused to look at her, then asked, “You know in ‘Game of Thrones’ when they say winter is coming…?”

“Yeah,” she replied.

“Well back then that was no joke. It was serious shit. People died every winter.” I said, shaking my head.

“That’s awful. We sure do take things for...um, granted these days,” she continued, “It must frustrate you to see how people are now, and I must have seemed so silly to you for being mad at my friends over that picture that Pinkie Pie took of us sleeping.”

“Nah, not really,” I replied, with a shrug. “It didn’t bother me. I understand that it really embarrassed you.”

We walked for a few minutes, listening to the sounds of the forest.

"Um...what’s it like?” she asked.

I glanced at her, unsure of what she meant.

“I mean...um, being around for so long?” she clarified.

“Oh...I don’t know,” I answered. “It’s hard to explain. Even after this many years, it feels like it went by in the blink of an eye, you know? It’s like when you’re in school and you feel like it’s never going to end; then when it’s over, it feels like it went by just like that,” I said, snapping my finger. “Except in my case, I have way more memories of it.”

“Yeah, I get what you’re...um, saying,” she replied, stopping to pick up a stick to carry with her. “I don’t feel like you’re that old; when I talk to you, it’s just like I’m talking to someone my own age. You look young, too...a-and you're really...um, h-handsome.” She lowered her head after saying the last few words barely above a whisper, her hair sliding down to cover her blushing face.

I couldn't help but smile at her sweetness, as well as the ensuing embarrassment that she endured after forcing herself to deliver the compliment. “Yeah. No, people can’t tell,” I replied. I felt a sense of security hearing Fluttershy say these things. It made me happy to know that she hadn't rejected me after learning about my true self. "Thanks, by the way. You're not so bad-looking yourself."

Her face flushed about three shades darker, and she giggled quietly to herself, showing a sense of pride in herself for having her boldness. “It must be nice to know that you’re never in danger of being hurt,” she continued.

I stopped walking to look at her. “Well…someone could hurt you though,” I said. “That would be just as bad, if not worse.”

She had stopped walking, and turned back to look at me. “Oh…I suppose that’s true,” she said looking at the ground for a few seconds before looking back up at me. “You’ve lost a lot of people who were important to you, haven’t you?”

I nodded.

“I’m so sorry to hear that. It must have been so hard,” she said, stepping towards me to wrap her arms around my waist, laying her head on my shoulder. “You must have been through so much.”

“It’s not just that,” I said. “just because I can’t die doesn’t mean I can’t go away, or be gotten rid of.”

She leaned back a bit to look at me with a worried look on her face. “W-what do you mean?”

“Well,” I explained, “suppose I fell into lava that cooled and got hard. I’d be trapped, and no one would ever be able to find me. I’d be alive in there forever; in the dark.”

Fluttershy covered her mouth in horror. “Oh my goodness, don’t say that! I couldn’t bear the thought of it.”

I put my arms around her to give her a firm hug, then kissed her on the top of her head. “Don’t worry. It’s just something I’ve thought about many times. I’m just saying, no one is truly invincible. Besides, that wouldn’t happen. Lava is too dense. People don’t plunge into it like water; they actually just sizzle and skip around on the surface like beads of water on a hot frying pan, and they just burn to death.” I chuckled a bit, “Please don’t ask how I know that.”

“Oh my…” she said, shuddering a little.

We walked on for a couple hours in the woods, and then eventually returned to her house. It was close to supper time, and I decided not to have anything and she just had a bit of raw vegetables since she wasn’t too hungry yet after the large stack of pancakes she'd had late in the morning.

When the sun was going down, I started a fire in the new pit in her backyard and we sat in one of her adirondack chairs together with her on my lap, laying back against my chest.

It was a wonderful day. I was more content than I have been for…well, a very long time. Longer than most people even live, and it was Fluttershy who made it possible. I thought about how many days like today I would get to have with her; making love, conversing with each other, eating together, walking in the woods, relaxing together by the fire…what would our future together bring? I thought about what she would look like as she ages, and I wondered if she would ever have the desire for children, which was something I could not give her, for reasons I will probably never know. At times, certain aspects of this never-ending life of mine can be a curse.

She went to bed around 11pm to get rested up for our trip to Canterlot tomorrow. She had slipped into some long, green pajamas with butterflies on them to sleep in, and she made sure to give me a long goodnight kiss before getting under the covers for the night.

I made myself at home on her couch again; turning on the TV, preparing for another night of watching terrible crap. At least I wasn’t alone this time, however. Her bunny, Angel, had decided to come out of his hiding place and hopped up onto the couch with me, snuggling into the cushion against my leg as I petted him while my girlfriend went to sleep for the night.