Chapter 86

“Aw, come on! Get outta town, Sunny! Was that seriously the guy?”

Sunset and I had been walking through the woods for about fifteen minutes now. We had found ourselves deep in conversation, speaking over the sound of our feet crunching through the layer of golden leaves that blanketed the forest floor.

“Yup,” she replied smugly.

“The guy who was driving the second SUV, whose phone you used to call Chrysalis?”

“Yyyyup,” she repeated.

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” I asked, looking over my shoulder at her.

“I dunno,” she answered, ducking under a low-hanging branch. “I kind of forgot about it with everything else that was going on, not to mention the way Flutters was acting.”

“Hm. Yeah, I suppose,” I replied. “So he’s the fucker who was tailing us, eh?”

“Yup. That was a damn good read I got from him, too. Lots of good secrets that I’m sure ‘Us’ didn’t really want anyone knowing.”

“Wait wait,” I said, raising my finger, “In Vegas, when he tried to snipe Chupie, where was he?”

“On the roof of the MGM Grand —like you thought— hiding behind a ventilation unit.” Sunset let out a chuckle before continuing. “Heh, he thought he had that shot in the bag, but when you reached up and caught the bullet with your hand, he was just like: ‘Whaaaaaaaaat?’”

I gave my shoulder a blasé shrug. “I didn’t really catch it, technically. I just kind of…blocked it.”

Sunset rolled her eyes. “OK fine, but it was still pretty awesome. It was SO satisfying getting to witness that moment through his eyes; I fucking love my magic sometimes.”

“Yeah,” I snickered, “I just wish I’d known that when I had him there in the desert, cuz I would have savoured the moment a little more, rather than just smearing his brain all over the side of the truck.”

Sunset cringed. “Uh...yeah, that’s part of the reason I didn’t tell you.”

I let a short chuckle slip. “So I take it they figured out the people they were following were imposters?” I asked.

“Yeah, they knew for about a week,” Sunset replied, “but they had no clue where to find us until they tracked the helicopter that Flutters hijacked, then they followed the road in the desert near the crash site and eventually caught up to us.” She paused for a quick second to smirk at me. “And we all know how that turned out.”

“Hm.” I gave her a smirk in return, then glanced down at my hands, noticing a bright, pale light enveloping them. I looked upward to find a large opening in the canopy above, where the moon had found a way to sneak its rays through, soaking the red-head and me in an alabaster glow.

Staring up at the bright orb in the sky, I took a deep breath, ruminating on the mysteries that lie scattered throughout this world and beyond.

“Hey Sunny?”

“Yeah?”

“If that moon could see everything that goes on in this world, what kind of stories do you think it would tell?”

“Uuh…” Sunset exhaled slowly as she thought about the question. “Hm, I don’t know, Golds. That’s a fucking deep question.”

“Ha...yeah,” I chuckled quietly. “I guess it is. It’s just…if you think about it—you know, the trip you and I just went on…” I paused for a moment to reflect as I half-listened to the sounds of the red-head behind me, her feet crunching through the leaves, snapping the occasional twig as she moved around the forest floor.

Not paying attention to what she was doing, I continued to ramble. “I mean, you think about the millions...no, billions of people out there, blissfully unaware that over the past month, there was this ancient guy who looks like some loser in his late twenties who just moved out of his parents house, driving an old piece-of-shit car around the southern US with a mind-reading Unicorn-turned red-headed hottie, looking for another hottie who can talk to animals and occasionally sprouts a pair of wings, who’s been locked up in a bunker at the bottom of the ocean, which happens to be owned by the richest people on the planet…” I trailed off at that point and looked down at the ground, shaking my head at the absurdity of it all. “Like...if people only knew the shit that goes on...”

“Well, when you put it like that…” Sunset’s voice came from behind, accompanied by a quiet laugh.

I responded with a smirk, my eyes darting from one dried, golden leaf to another as a new thought came over me; something Rarity had mentioned. ”Hey Sunny,” I said, furrowing my brows, “what was Rare saying about me giving off some kind of energy?”

Still out of sight behind me, Sunset paused briefly and then let out a sigh. “I’m not sure.”

“Have you noticed anything like that?”

“Umm, not really, but it’s hard to tell because I've been with you this whole time. If there is something there, I probably wasn’t able to notice it, especially if it came on gradually.”

“Hm,” I mumbled, noticing the sound of Sunset’s footsteps crunching towards me, prompting me to turn and face her. “Maybe I should ask her more about it. I feel kind of bad for sa-MMPH!”

While in mid sentence, Sunset stuffed something into my mouth when I turned around. It was made of fabric, with what felt like small bits of lace running throughout, and it was rolled into a ball. It was warm, with-

My thoughts stopped when I noticed the slimy substance on it, which quickly spread onto my tongue, filling my taste buds with a musky, familiar flavour.

I quickly pulled it from my mouth as Sunset pranced around before me, laughing diabolically, obviously quite tickled by the bemused look on my face when I unraveled the material and held it up to study it.

It was a black thong.

A sharp jolt went through my midsection when I realised what it was, and with a raised brow, I glanced down at that orange skirt, then brought my eyes up to Sunset’s face, which was plastered with a devious smile.

“You wanna explain this?” I asked, with a smirk.

“I think you know what those are,” she giggled.

“Well, yeah…” I replied, rubbing the material between my fingers. “But I can’t help but wonder why they’re in my mouth instead of on your ass.” I paused briefly to give her a look when I felt a smooth slickness coating my fingertips. “Also, they seem to be a bit on the moist side.”

Sunset rubbed the back of her neck somewhat bashfully. “Well, I...have a bit of ‘the itch’ again tonight.”

I gave her a surprised look. “The magical itch?”

She nodded quickly.

I shook my head and raised a hand, eyes closed. “Whoa, wait a second: you said it’d be smooth sailing tonight; I thought when you have some of my stuff left in you it stays away?”

“Well, I did technically say that,” she replied, “but when I got home this morning, I had a shower and I…” —she paused, shrugged innocently and then bit her lip— “I...may have used a douche.”

Letting my arms drop, I held the underwear at my side, staring vacantly at her. “Sunny, what the fuck? Why would you do that?”

Instead of answering me, she approached briskly and cupped a hand over the crotch of my pants, squeezing my package. “Why in Tartarus do you think?” she whispered, biting her lip.

A strong fluttering erupted in my chest, and my manhood responded without hesitation, swelling up to push back against her palm. “Um…” I paused and swallowed, “Why'd you,“ —I cleared my throat nervously— “I mean, you...did this on purpose? I thought you hated being horny all the time?”

“I used to hate it,” she replied softly, releasing a warm exhale against my lips after bringing her face closer. “But that was before, when I couldn’t fuck you. Now…” She paused, letting her eyes drift shut as she brought her lips even closer. “Now I love it! I have the green light from your lady-friends to have my way with you whenever I want, and believe me, I’m gonna do my damndest to get my money’s worth.”

Hearing these things caused my heart to skip out of rhythm; unsure of what else to do, I just stood there and held my breath, watching the red-head lean in to press her soft, warm lips against mine. Once the kiss found itself firmly planted, accompanied by a soft moan from her throat, I stuffed the thong mindlessly into my pocket and placed my hands on her hips to pull her against me. She inhaled sharply through her nose when my erection poked her abdomen through our clothes, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around my shoulders, opening her mouth to tickle my lips with the tip of her tongue.

I responded quickly, pushing forward with my tongue to meet hers. After being playful and flicking at each other a few times, we dove into one another’s mouths and prodded around vigorously, lapping up the delicious flavour of one another’s saliva as I brought my hands down to her thighs, feeling her smooth, bare skin under my fingertips. Then I began to migrate upward, running my hands inside the back of her skirt to find her bare ass, which I gripped tightly, squeezing her firm, round cheeks, inviting her body to press itself against mine.

As I enjoyed the feel of her breasts squeezing against my chest, I adjusted my grip on her backside to let my fingers explore the warmth between the bottoms of those cheeks. What they found, unexpectedly, was a wet mess; a slick coating of arousal that had sprouted from her swollen, hot crease and migrated outwards, completely soaking her nether regions.

I broke the kiss to say something about it, but was halted when she dove into my neck to nip feverishly at my collarbone, throat and shoulder. Her lips left tiny dabs of saliva on my skin, which in turn gave me an invigorating chill as the moisture instantly cooled in the fresh October air, contrasting nicely with her hot mouth as it moved around my throat.

“Sunny?”

“Mmmmm?” she responded, brushing her sweet smelling hair against my face as she nibbled, filling my nostrils with that alluring soft-drink scent, which combined rather pleasantly with the earthy, autumn smell that surrounded us.

“You don’t just have a little itch,” I informed her, “you’re a complete mess down there.”

“I know,” she panted, backing up to look me in the eyes. “I could feel it starting when me and Twi showed up tonight. It was slow at first; in fact I wasn’t even sure if it was gonna work, but then as soon as you told me I looked nice, it was just like: SPLOOSH! And my pussy’s been fucking soaked ever since.”

“Wow...you’re getting good at hiding it; I mean, you stood in front of the girls and talked that whole time tonight.”

Sunset rolled her shoulders around, cocking her head side-to-side. “Yeah, I’m getting better, I guess,” she mumbled, biting her lip and leaning closer as she drew another breath. “Squeeze my ass again,” she whispered.

I complied, pulling her abdomen against me as I kneaded her fleshy glutes, letting my fingers sink into the slickness between them, which in turn drew a soft gasp from her, followed closely by a sultry giggle.

“I can’t believe you set this up on purpose,“ I chuckled. “Like, you’ve gone from saying it was pure torture to bringing it on intentionally in hopes of getting fucked—which is kinda crazy, just saying.”

“Ooohh fuck,” she moaned, licking her lips. “But you have NO idea what it’s like; to have my libido cranked up to eleven and then held there for hours on end,” —she let her head tip back and exhaled slowly before continuing— “and then...after all that, when I finally get to have it, especially from a stud like you, it’s just like: wooooooow…” —she faced me again, eyes closed— “mmm, soooo fucking good...”

I shook my head, smirking at the red-head’s rather provocative revelation. “Sometimes I worry about you, Sunny.”

Her eyes popped open and she gripped my shoulders, putting her face very close to mine. “You should be worried! Because of this magic, I am hopelessly addicted to fucking your goddamn brains out. If it were up to me, I’d keep you caged up in my bedroom, and the only time I’d let you out is when it’s time to ride your fucking cock.”

“Uh, actually...you know what? That cage won’t really hold me, but that’s OK,” I replied, trying not to shiver as she gently traced the tip of her nose along my lips. "If those are gonna be my living arrangements, then I seriously doubt we’ll be needing that cage."

“Shut up and listen,” she whispered, “I’ll tell YOU what I need: I’ve got an inferno raging deep inside my pussy, and I need you to get in there and hose it down...right now.”

“Um,” I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to gather my thoughts for a response, but I quickly gave up and looked at Sunset again, watching her eyes sparkle in the moonlight. “Shoot. For a minute there, I had a joke brewing about a fireman’s helmet, but I couldn’t figure out, um...how to, uh..." —I brought my hand up to wave it in a circle— "I couldn't get the uh...you know, the words right."

“That’s OK,” she whispered, warming my face with her breath. “We’re done talking.”

Sunset tilted her head and closed in hastily, slamming her mouth against mine. She reached far beyond my lips with her tongue, swirling it around the back of my mouth like a soft, warm blender, stirring our saliva together into a sweet concoction of lust and arousal.

Enticed by her aggression, I pulled her against me, forcing her mound against the stiff length inside my pants. Maintaining a firm grip on her backside, I hoisted her off the ground, which earned me a muffled squeal that resonated from her mouth into mine, followed by that deep, yet smoothly feminine voice emanating from her throat in the form of a sultry giggle.

I carried Sunset towards the nearest tree, her legs wrapped tightly around my hips. A noisy burst came from her nostrils when I rammed her back against the fairly thin tree; one with a trunk that was about ten inches in diameter, which was perfect for what I had in mind. While her tongue playfully tickled the underside of mine, I released my grip on her backside as she unravelled her legs from me one at a time, letting them down to plant her feet on the soft, leaf-covered ground.

I took a small step back, keeping our lips connected so she could feast on my tongue while I hooked my fingers under the hem of her skirt and pulled it upwards, exposing her throbbing ladyhood to the forest. A sudden gasp rushed into her lungs when the crisp autumn air nipped at her wetness, causing her to quiver excitedly in anticipation.

Without hesitating, I placed my fingertips on her smooth, bare mound and slid them downwards, inching them towards her yearning slit. My middle and ring fingers slipped effortlessly between those swollen lips, where I found a veritable waterfall of warm fluid —some of which had crept halfway down her inner thighs by then— allowing me to tease and manipulate her tender flesh with ease. Gently, I pinched her hood between my fingers and stroked it, causing her body to tremble violently against the tree, her voice echoing into my mouth with deep, soft moans of pleasure.

She finally broke the kiss to bury her head in my shoulder, breathing whispered groans into my shirt as I stroked her soft, wet flesh, churning up ripples of pleasure that rang endlessly through her beautiful frame. Before too long, I reached further to locate the entrance to her enticing depths and then entered her with two fingers. With the surplus of slick moisture soaking her tender flesh, I had no difficulty pumping her into a pulsating frenzy, prompting Sunset to let her head fall back against the tree as she moaned with lust and quivered with delight.

Looking at her face in the moon’s luminescence, I was struck by her beauty that night; the make-up she wore gave her appearance a much more feminine flavour, intensified further by the pale glow given to her by the bright satellite hanging far above our heads. Her eye-liner and thick lashes set her eyes off nicely, completed by that short lock of wavy, red hair that hung down the center of her forehead.

A soft breeze slipped through the trees just then, causing that swirled lock to flutter gently against her brow, furrowed by the pleasure being served to her hot, sopping core as the brisk air chilled her exposed hips and thighs. Unable to resist Sunset’s allure, I leaned in and planted my lips against her soft, warm neck, nibbling and kissing her deliciously tender skin while pressing the heel of my hand against her hood, stimulating the sensitive bud underneath as I squeezed my fingers toward my palm, applying firm pressure to her G-spot.

Sunset wrapped her arms around my shoulders as she endured the pleasureful assault; her eyes were shut, her breaths shallow, hips swaying, thrusting into my hand as an intense climax closed in and quickly exploded inside her, transforming her hot interior into a pulsating, wet mess of tingling flesh and dripping fluids.

Her throat vibrated against my lips with a soft moan of enjoyment, her body shivering with ecstasy. Once the orgasm had abandoned her, I withdrew my fingers from inside and continued to stroke her slit, smirking when I noticed that my hand was now completely soaked; coated from wrist to fingertips with the warm, sweet nectar of satisfaction.

Always the tease, I slowly ran my tongue from her throat upwards, past her jaw line and across her cheek. Next, I placed a tender kiss on her mouth as the trail of moisture I left behind cooled rapidly, bringing with it a wave of sharp goosebumps across her neck and shoulders.

As our tongues met gingerly between our lips, I removed my hand from her crease and held it up, breaking the kiss to look at it. Webs of clear, viscous fluid stretched between my digits, glistening in the cool moonlight, eliciting somewhat of a sheepish smirk from Sunset as I glanced at her with a sly grin.

“Like I said: I got the itch,” she giggled as I brought my fingers together and then spread them again, creating a new pattern of threads to catch the rays of pale light with.

“You wanna taste?” I asked, giving her a sideways glance.

Sunset nodded; she opened her mouth and took my fingers onto her tongue, enjoying the smooth earthiness of her own flavour. She closed her lips around my middle and ring fingers and slurped noisily, sucking off the thick, slippery coating.

The hunger she displayed was thrilling; especially when she pulled back and angled her head to lick my palm clean, panting softly as the tickle from her wiggling tongue crept up my arm, causing me to smirk.

“How is it?” I asked.

“Not bad,” she answered quickly, between licks. “Not quite as tasty as Flutters though.”

I chuckled, turning my head to study the surrounding trees while she resumed cleaning my hand. “You liked that, eh? What else did you like about last night?”

Sunset stopped what she was doing and opened her eyes to look at me. With a quick lick of her lips, she came towards me and planted a slippery kiss on my lips, followed by a firm lap with her tongue that spanned from my chin to the tip of my nose.

“I loved it when you manhandled Rare and Flutters,” she whispered, through gritted teeth. “Especially when Rare put that diamond block around your wrists and you just shattered it like it was nothing.” Her eyes rolled back in her head and a lusty groan escaped from her throat. “It makes me SO hot when I get to see how strong you are, and knowing that once you’ve got a grip on us, we have no choice but to lay there and get our asses fucked off until you’re done wi-”

Before Sunset was finished her sentence, I reach under her skirt again, grasped her hips and hoisted her effortlessly above my head, surprising her with what she loved: being manhandled. She obviously loved it; she'd literally just said it, so I decided to act on it.

“AAH!” Her yelp echoed through the trees, and was thumped into silence when I shoved her back against the tree and buried my tongue in her slit.

Sunset’s back arched and a sharp gasp shot into her lungs, her hands frantically reaching behind to grip the tree trunk to steady herself as my tongue snaked between her slippery folds and lapped away at her clit, sending powerful shockwaves of sensation throughout her body.

With one hand, I released her hip, holding her in place with the other so she could swing her leg over my shoulder. After repeating the process with her other side, she promptly wrapped my head in her well-toned thighs and cried out with delight as I buried my mouth in her flooded heat, uncaring of the fact that my face was now completely covered in her moisture.

“Ooohh…holy shit, Golds,” Sunset whimpered, tipping her head back. Her eyes fluttered open briefly, allowing her to glimpse the branch less than a foot above her head. Seeing an opportunity for a more secure grip, she reached up and hooked her hands over the limb and held on tight as her body was racked with endless, mind-numbing jolts of pleasure.

Her thighs clenched around my head like a vice when I reached deeper to taste her hot interior. Her voice elevated with each breath, her arms taut, holding onto that branch for dear life; the pressure had already begun to return, loading her up for a second orgasm as my tongue and lips worked away at her delicious flesh. Alternating between methods, I would first reach inside her with my tongue and swirl it around, harvesting the flavour of an entire evening’s worth of arousal, followed by closing my lips around the delicate frills and drawing them into my mouth to suck the juices free while flicking her clit with my tongue, causing her legs to tremble, her face contorted in ecstasy as she let out quiet squeaks of encouragement.

“Yes! Like that!” Her hips began to quiver upon arrival of a second climax. “Keep…keep going! Don’t sto…AAAAH!”

Her instructions went unnoticed, however, as my ears were sealed off completely by her thighs. No matter; I knew what I was doing, and it wasn’t long before those muscular legs began to spasm, followed by a long howl that rang out into the woods when the orgasm took her.

Her voice echoed through the trees, unbeknownst to me—not that I really would have cared at that moment; having Sunset Shimmer’s twitching flesh in my mouth was first and foremost on my mind, and all of my attention was dedicated to savouring every last drop of her sweetness.

As the pleasure faded, so did the frequency of her twitches, and when she’d finally reached a relaxed state, I slipped her legs from my shoulders and set her down. She was quick to discover a pair of wobbly knees and leaned on the tree for support, letting her head rest against the bark as she panted and stared incredulously at me.

After pausing to swallow, Sunset resumed breathing and, with a furrowed brow, she leaned forward, focusing on me.

“Holy shit, dude,” she said, “your face is soaked!”

Indeed, I could already feel the air chilling the moist coating on my cheeks. I gave her a coy shrug. “Did you like that?” I asked, tilting my head to wipe my cheek on my shoulder.

Her eyebrows rose, followed by a slow nod. “Mm-hm…” she sighed, her eyes drifting down to my pants, which were tented proudly by the eager erection within. “Time for some of that,” she announced with a quick gesture to the bulge as she stood straight again.

“Ah...you ready, Sunny?” I asked as I began unbuckling my belt.

“Fuck yeah,” she smirked. “Let’s go.”

“OK. Turn around,” I instructed. “Grab onto that tree, and hang on tight.”

“Oooh…” Sunset’s eyes lidded. “I like where this is going,” she smirked, turning slowly to lean forward, resting her shoulder against the tree.

As she waited, I undid my pants and pulled my length free, throbbing and red-hot, with an already moistened tip. The cool air nipped at it, hastening me to approach Sunset in search of someplace warm to put it.

I flipped her skirt onto her back and took a quick moment to gaze at her lovely backside, those perfect cheeks emitting a pale glow under the brightness of the moon. I cut the sightseeing short, however; stepping closer, I grasped her hips to pull her back slightly, then bent her forward.

Sunset closed her eyes and bit her lip, eagerly awaiting the invasion, which would of course be followed by a generous helping of pleasure and an unforeseeable number of orgasms.

Not much prep time was given. I was more than ready, and I wasted no time positioning my head between her juicy lips before pushing forward swiftly, bringing my hips against her derrière with a dull slap, hilting myself in Sunset's tight heat.

She yelped sharply when her shoulder was driven into the tree. Squeezing her eyes shut, she wrapped her arm around the trunk and hugged it tightly, marveling at her body’s ability to accommodate such an occupant.

Every time, it got her. She was never prepared for it; no matter how many times she and I connected, it was always a shock to feel her flesh stretch, to have her interior filled so deeply, and to endure that first wave of unbelievable bliss.

As always, when the magic had riled her up, conditions inside were ideal: sweltering, flooded, and tight; thanks again to the insatiable energy that lived within her, Sunset Shimmer was an absolute joy to penetrate.

I paused briefly, taking in the sight of her derrière pressed against me as I enjoyed the sensation of her moisture and heat soaking every inch of me, greeting me with a firm squeeze that may or may not have been intended by her.

Ready to proceed, I backed out slowly, watching her moisture glistening along the length of my shaft until all that remained inside was the head. Without warning, I drove forward a second time, forcing her hot flesh give way for me again.

Sunset grunted loudly in response, her eyes popping open. She clung tenaciously to the tree, staring into the dark woods with that unbelievably ‘full’ feeling returning as she heard her husky voice echoing back. “You…Ohh!” she panted, shaking her head in awe, her knees already trembling.

By then, she was receiving a rhythmic stream of deep thrusts, sending a shiver up her spine each time she was impaled by my hot rigidity, drawing a never-ending series of quiet moans and whimpers from her parted lips, feeling the exposed portions of her wetness becoming frosty-cool in the night air.

My cheeks suffered the same chilly fate, though I hardly noticed it with her intense warmth enveloping my length, re-heating it with every pass between those swollen lips into the tight depths beyond. That alone was comforting, but combined with the pleasure on top made it nothing less than exquisite; each thrust sent a jolt of sensation through me, setting every nerve ending ablaze with excitement, which only heightened more when I saw her back begin to arch in preparation for another release.

Her eyes had drifted shut again, her breaths shallow as she enjoyed the sure approach of another generous helping of pure ecstasy.

Out of nowhere, however, I was reminded of my first time with Sunset; in her bed with Fluttershy at our side —who had helped herself to a portion of the pleasure that night— and I was reminded of something from that session: something that Sunset took great pleasure in, and it gave me an idea. An awful, wicked idea…

Sunset’s frame began to stiffen, and with a few whispers of encouragement slipping out between breaths, her flesh began to tighten, forcing me to thrust harder to overcome the added resistance. Her breath caught in her throat, and she squeezed the tree tightly in anticipation of the explosion from within.

Just as she reached the pinnacle of tightness, however, I delivered one last thrust and held my hips against her cheeks, making sure to bury every millimeter of my length inside her quivering depths...

And I remained perfectly still.

She waited for a brief moment, then released the air from her lungs. A look of curiosity and desperation marked her brow as she glared over her shoulder at me, and the tightness that gripped my erection began to unravel as the orgasm slowly slipped away.

“What the fff…” she panted, gulping. “I was almost…why did you?…I was…I was about to cum!”

“I know,” I razzed, giving her a devious smirk.

Sunset blinked twice, staring vacantly as she continued to pant, creating a visible puff each time she exhaled. The exact moment that she realised my game plan was obvious; her jaw clenched slightly and her eyes narrowed, followed by a shake of her head.

“Oh, don’t even…” she growled.

“Eh?” I replied, cocking my head slightly to bring my ear closer. “What’s the matter, huh? You don’t like being edged, or what?”

“I…you-”

“How do you like it? Frustrating, isn’t it?”

She paused for a second, then rolled her eyes and let her head hang down. “You fucker…” she whispered, her hair swaying around her face as she gave her head a frustrated shake.

I let out a sadistic chuckle. “You know, when you’re not on the receiving end, this is actually kind of fun; there’s definitely a weird sort of satisfaction to it, eh?”

Sunset brought her head up again, hitting me with a sharp glare through narrowed eyes. Then a dastardly grin smeared itself across her lips as she gave her reply. “You think you can beat me at my own game, huh?”

I stared back at her in silence, wondering what that meant.

“Don’t forget who you’re fucking with,” Sunset warned, before reaching between her legs with her fingers to apply rapid, side-to-side strokes to her clit.

Hearing the wet folds of her vulva squipping under her fingertips, I looked down at the backside still pressed against me. It wasn’t long before I felt her flesh contract once again, squeezing my length with rising tightness as she coaxed the orgasm back to the surface.

“Hey!” I scolded. “That’s cheating!” I reached around and grabbed her arm to stop her, only to have her laugh deviously as she let go of the tree and reached down with her other hand to continue bringing about her finish.

It came quicker than anticipated, and by the time I realised she’d snuck her other hand in to finish the job, the climax was already upon her. Preceded by an impossibly tight squeeze, her interior began to pulsate violently, followed by the audible pitter-patter of fluid on the crisp leaves between her feet. Her body was stiff, her muscles forcing her to push out the breath she’d been holding —despite her trying to contain it— and she let a wild howl loose into the wilderness.

"NNNNGAAAHH!”

We had traveled a fair distance into the woods, but even so, that cry came out at such a volume that it made me wonder if the other three girls were able to hear it from the backyard.

My thoughts were drawn back to the here-and-now, however, when I felt her backside slide down my hips, nearly allowing me to slip out of her. Her knees had apparently given out, so I quickly grabbed her hips to keep her from collapsing at my feet.

Apparently, my idea was ill-conceived. While edging Sunset to get back at her for the time she did it to me seemed like a great idea at first, I hadn’t considered the logistics of trying such a thing on a woman. She had a particular advantage over me in that her clit was on the outside of her body, fully accessible to her fingers. As a man, when Sunset was doing it to me, I was buried halfway to her stomach, making it impossible to finish myself the way she just did.

Even so, keeping still the way I did, having her flesh wrapped around me made the orgasmic pulsations and sudden boost in moisture far more vivid than usual, which I rather enjoyed, so at least the plan wasn’t a total failure.

Once the orgasm finally died down and Sunset regained some of her composure —enough to support her own weight at least— she turned her head to look at me again. Panting deeply, she brought her hand up to flip me off, flinging moonlit droplets of moisture from her middle finger in the process. “HA!” she gloated, “put that in your pipe and smoke it, you dick!”

I gasped in reaction. “DICK? That’s it!” I slipped from her warmth, bathing my soaked length in the cold air as I spun her around, placed my hands on her shoulders and forced her back against the trunk. I brought myself close to her, flattening her bust with my chest as I reached down with my right hand and hooked my fingers behind her knee, lifting her leg so her thigh was beside my hip.

With my other hand, I aimed my erection between her folds, stroking her with my head a few times before locating her entrance and slipping back into her.

Sunset and I were face-to-face in this position, our noses less than an inch apart; her eyes widened significantly when I penetrated her, followed by a hot blast of breath that hit my face when the pleasure struck again. “Yeahhh...” she moaned, then leaned in to plant her lips on mine.

Keeping my fingers hooked behind her knee, I held her leg up and drilled her against the tree, showering us both with wondrous pleasure each time I sank back into her moist heat. Our bodies were having a strong effect on one another; her pleasure rose steadily, triggering a slow, progressive tightening yet again while at the same time my finish had begun a fast approach of its own. I could feel the pressure beginning to build down low, readying me to fire a sea of hot fluid into her waiting depths as the added firmness began to set in, alerting Sunset to the oncoming finale.

A shaky gasp was drawn in through her lips, her eyes widening with excitement. “Ooh…you gettin close?”

I nodded, exhaling against her lips, letting the tips of our noses just graze each other. “You want it, Sunny?”

“Ohh, yeah...give it, give it!” she begged, her brows furrowed, her mouth wide. “I need it SO bad!”

I tilted my head and brought our mouths together. Our tongues quickly passed between our lips and slithered around each other, renewing the flavour of one another’s saliva while our bodies continued to inch their way to their peaks.

The kiss was short lived however, broken by the red-head when she pulled back and gasped. “Ohh fuck...this is my favourite part,” she panted, “when you’re about to cum, and your dick swells up and gets so fucking huge, I swear it’s gonna split me open...I fucking love it!”

Before I could say anything, she brought her lips to mine for another kiss. A deep moan resonated through my lips as her flesh tightened its grip my razor-sharp rigidity, a sure sign that she was about to implode yet again.

“I want you to fuck me as hard as you can,” she ordered, breaking the kiss.

I furrowed my brows, breathing heavily as I felt the pressure and sensation migrate to my tip. “Huh?"

“Fuck!” she gasped, “I want you push into me as hard as you can when you cum; shoot it as deep as it'll go!”

“Are you sure about that?” I grunted.

She nodded frantically, grabbing onto my shoulders and holding tight to prepare herself. “DO IT! I don’t care if it blows my fucking head...o-off...AAAH!”

Sunset was barely able to finish her sentence when the next orgasm hit her. She squeezed her eyes shut and hugged me tightly, knowing I wasn’t far behind.

Her moist, quivering depths swiftly kicked me over the edge and I began to throb violently, firing a chain of thick, heavy blasts inside that tight, pink heaven of hers. Being careful not to overlook her request, I wound my hips up, dug my heels into the dirt and thrust forth; hammering my hips against hers and impaling her to deliver the load deep inside her body.

“OHH!” Her voice fired through the trees after having the wind knocked from her, and she threw her head back to gasp with delight.

What happened next was purely unintentional.

CRACK!

The deafening snap rang out from just below Sunset’s rear-end, echoing far and wide though the surrounding woods, followed by a loud creak as the tree began to lean away from us.

“Wha? Oh shit!” Sunset’s hands frantically searched the trunk behind her for a secure grip. When she failed to find one, she wrapped her arms around the back of my neck and held me close, burying her face in my shoulder as the falling tree began to pick up speed.

Her mind was racing, her body still reeling in the throes of orgasm as that stout occupant throbbed relentlessly within her core, injecting her with that soothing, hot flood of seed; and as if this wasn’t enough for her mind to endure, she was now riding a falling tree down to its final resting place.

"Shit! Shit, shit, shit chit chit chit!" she cried, her muffled voice warming the crook of my neck.

The loud rustle of fragile leaves sounded from above, followed by the crackle of snapping twigs and branches when the tree crashed into its neighbour, slowing first, then stopping mid-fall. The trunk now stood at a steep angle, with Sunset lying against it with her back. I stood before her, straddling the trunk with my legs, still holding her thigh at my side.

Silence slowly crept its way into the woods once again as everything settled into place, leaving Sunset and me staring into each other’s eyes, lying together on the half-fallen tree.

The moonlight captured in Sunset’s irises gave them a phosphorescent glow that I couldn’t look away from. I leaned against her hips, hypnotized by her stare, feeling the occasional twitch between her legs as hundreds of fall-dried leaves fluttered silently to the ground around us. The enveloping air seemed to get cooler by the minute, but inside her it was sultry, comforting and now filled with a warm deposit that would keep her libido subdued for the remainder of the evening.

Without a word, she closed her eyes, brought her lips to mine and kissed me softly. Her tongue reached deep and caressed mine with a strange gentleness: gone was the aggression, the urgency; all that was left was the flavour of satisfaction, flooding my mouth and mind with an almost unnerving tranquility.

Her tongue withdrew after a short time, but the kisses continued. Her lips connected with mine, then released, sending a quiet, wet smack into the night, and each subsequent kiss was followed by another; tender, moist and warm.

Something struck me suddenly. Something profound, that provoked a fluttering sensation in my chest: this was not how friends kissed, even friends with benefits. This was intense, heartfelt, loving…

I found myself staring as she continued, her eyes closed the entire time. Eventually, those turquoise eyes opened, revealing a look of dreaminess, followed by mild concern when it dawned on her that she was behaving rather…differently.

We spent an unknown amount of time staring at one another until a feeling of awkwardness began to set in, and I eventually made an effort to break the silence.

“Um,” I said quietly, clearing my throat. “We should, uh…head back...to the yard.”

Sunset hesitated, then nodded. “Yeah.”

I glanced downward, but the orange skirt was blocking my view of our conjoined bodies. “I’m gonna go,” I said, looking back at her.

She nodded, taking her hands from my shoulders.

I slipped free from her depths and backed up a step to watch the white river run a crooked stream down the tree trunk from under her skirt, glistening in the moonlight as it dripped to the ground.

Sunset exhaled loudly, tipping her head back to give it a shake. “Wow Golds, even after last night you’ve still got plenty on tap, eh?” she quipped, trying to lessen the awkwardness in the air.

“Yeah, looks like it.”

She swung her foot over the trunk and rolled off, but when her feet hit the ground her legs buckled and she stumbled forward onto her hands and knees, laughing at herself.

“You OK, Sunny?” I asked, reaching down and taking her arm to help her up.

“Yeah, I…I’m good,” she replied, nodding as she put her arm around my shoulders, letting the cold leather of her sleeve touch the back of my neck. “I just need a minute. That was a pretty serious fuck.”

She and I shared a quick laugh together, standing alone in the woods, looking at the newly felled tree in front of us.

“Define serious,” I said.

Sunset smirked and rolled her eyes. “Uh, gee, I don’t know. How about that?” She gestured at the tree.

“Hm. That’s never happened to me before.”

“Nah, it’s fine. It was me who asked for it,” she chortled, finally releasing me to step away, tentatively. “And I was not disappointed, let me tell ya. The tree on the other hand...”

I smacked my lips. “Yeah, it’s fucked.”

Exhaling through pursed lips, Sunset ran her fingers through her hair, surveying the moonlit area. “Hey, where’s my panties?”

“Oh...here,” I said, reaching into my pocket to pull them out.

She stepped closer to take the undergarment from me, then unraveled and held them in position to slip them on. Upon lifting one leg however, she stopped, then put her foot back down, pawing at the black fabric then rubbing her fingertips together.

“What?” I asked.

“These are all wet and cold,” she replied with a sigh, looking down at herself. “Not to mention, I’m a fucking mess.” Rather than put them on, Sunset rolled the small underwear up and used them to wipe her thighs and crotch as she grumbled to herself. “Ugh...what a mess. There’s pussy juice and cum all over the friggin place.”

“I think you’ve got yourself to blame for that,” I said curtly, grimacing as I stuffed my cold, wet manhood back into my pants and then fastened them.

She cocked her head and nodded in response. “That’s valid,” she replied, standing upright again to survey the panties. “Well, these are screwed.”

“That they are.”

Sunset hooked one side of the waistband around her thumb and stretched them out with her other hand, then she turned to face the other way. “Sayonara, dirty panties,” she quipped, releasing her thumb to fling the underwear into the woods. “Go be one with nature.”

“That’s a pretty short skirt to be going commando in, Sunny,” I warned.

“I know,” she replied as we headed back to Fluttershy’s backyard. “I’ll just borrow a pair of Flutters’ tightie-whities.”

*****

Back at the yard, we emerged from the tree line and were met by the other three girls, who had leapt from the seats to meet us.

“What was that?” Fluttershy asked softly, with concern.

”What was what?”

“That loud snap, Daddy,” Rarity replied. “It sounded like a branch breaking, or...”

“I don’t know,” I replied, ignoring the pet name. “We heard it too, but I’m not sure what it was.”

Rarity paused and cocked an eyebrow at me.

“We were a bit worried,” Twilight interjected as Rarity turned to head back to her seat. “It sounded like you guys might have gotten into a skirmish or something.”

Sunset shook her head. “Nah, we don’t need to worry about that out here. Probably just a dead tree giving up falling over.”

Twilight nodded. “Yeah, you’re probably right.”

The lavender girl then headed back to her seat, satisfied that all was well.

Fluttershy however, did not.

She stood slightly to our right, staring into the woods with an inquisitive look on her face. Only one eye was visible from behind her hair, and I could see it darting around busily; she tilted her head, looking as though she was listening to something.

”Uh-oh…” I thought, watching her intently.

She reached up to move the pink lock from her face and hooked it behind her ear, then she froze suddenly.

Her eyes locked onto mine, and after a moment of blank staring, a knowing grin slowly spread across her lips. “Hm,” she giggled, her eyes becoming lidded as she turned slowly to head back to her seat. “Well, I’m glad you guys had fun on your walk,” she said in an overtly seductive tone, dragging her index finger across my chest as she passed me to saunter back to her chair.

I chuckled quietly and shook my head, then leaned closer to Sunset. “She knows.”

The red-head looked back at me, her eyes widening. “You think?”

“Uh…yeah,” I replied, looking over my shoulder into the forest. “I’m pretty sure the woodland creatures just ratted us out.”

Sunset huffed and rubbed her face. “I guess if you wanna hide something from Flutters, you probably shouldn’t do it in the woods outside her house, eh?”

“Yup,” I nodded, turning to find a seat with the other girls. “Also, that squirrel on the branch behind you has your underwear.”

“WHAT?” Sunset’s eyes popped open and she spun around to find the critter on the branch just above her, holding the black thong. “GAAAH! GIMMIE THOSE!”

She swung her arm and snatched the underwear from the squirrel, who then scampered up the branch and out of sight, leaving Sunset standing there, grimacing at the cold wetness that soaked her hand after thoughtlessly grabbing the garment.

Author's Notes:

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