Going Native
Chapter 11: Interlude: Sleepless Night
Previous ChapterOr, at least, the plan was for me to roll over and go to sleep, but it was just not happening. It wasn't even the wings, either. One would think they'd be getting in the way and were a real ball ache to sleep on, but that couldn't be further from the truth. They were there and I could feel them while laying on my back, but that was it. I slept on them perfectly fine last night.
That might just be an Alicorn thing, though. Most Pegasi I've been with slept on their front or on their side, preferably on a cloud mattress.
But no, it wasn't a matter of being uncomfortable. Rather, it was my mind wandering at a million miles an hour. It wasn't even the productive mental wanderings, either. It was the idle thoughts of a man who says they're thinking about nothing, but instead thinking about any number of banal things not worth commenting on.
Compounding matters was that I was horny. No, I wasn't gonna take Rainbow up on her offer, even though she was just down the hall. I simply didn't want the company. It felt like this was my first moment to myself ever since this whole mess started.
So I lay there, rubbing my semi-turgid length as I let my mind wander. I may not have had access to internet porn, but my imagination was vivid as ever. Jessica Rabbit featured prominently, not surprising considering that she gave me my first boner at a confusing age.
But as my mind continued to wander, various Equestrian figures started to wander through my mind's eye. Sapphire shores, whom I had only seen on posters, was a frequent thought. Again, unsurprising, because even in the land of casual nudity, pop stars are oversexualized to a ridiculous degree. Yeah, just try and wrap your head around that one.
Trixie also popped up. I didn't know her all that well, but when she'd occasionally stop by to visit Starlight she most definitely made an impression. Now that I thought about it, those two probably "made the rabbit disappear" fairly often. Not that I blamed Starlight or anything; Trixie was hot! No, not the bustiest or most well hung pony I had ever seen, but there was a certain beauty to her that was strangely compelling.
Strangely enough, Princess Celestia showed up in my fantasies for the first time. Not that she wasn't hot; I mean she's the Equestrian standard for beauty for goodness' sake. I just felt extra dirty whenever I thought of her in a sexual manner. It was like imagining your mom naked. That all changed when I saw Twilight sucking her divine jizz straight from the source, and getting a small taste myself. Now she was in my head, flaunting those gorgeous melons at me and all I wanted to do was latch on and suck them dry.
On that lovely note I was fully hard and ready to go to town on myself, but there was something nagging at the back of my mind. Some niggling thought that just wouldn't leave me alone. That was when I happened to glance over at the corner I'd tossed Rarity's goodie bag earlier. I'd been trying not to think about it ever since I opened it up, but after that one glance I had a second thought.
Grumbling to myself, I got up from my comfy bed and stormed over to the corner. After grabbing the bag a bit more forcefully than I intended, I plopped back down on the bed and opened it up. I had enough hindsight to remember that there was a glass bottle in there, otherwise I'd have just dumped it out.
I took out the fleshlight and gave it a once over, and yes it looked almost exactly like one you'd find on Earth. Don't ask how I know, just take my word for it. Oh, the styling was a bit different, being almost devoid of straight lines, but it had the same basic profile and size. I popped the cover off and just... stared at it. The thing was as blue as Rainbow's ass. Probably Rarity's idea of a joke. All things considered, it was as accurate recreation of a marehood.
With a glance to the lid, I happened to notice what looked like a list of features, and my eyebrows shot up as I read them. this thing was pretty fucking advanced compared o back home. It was self cleaning, self lubricating, and it even vibrated if a unicorn channeled magic into it. There was also something about a portal function, but it required a separate purchase so I kinda skipped over it.
Examining it more closely, I gave it a tentative sniff, only to come back negative. An investigative poke revealed that it was textured similarly to skin. Ponies didn't have much if any fur around the vulva, after all. Satisfied with my initial findings, I gave it a tentative lick. As expected, there wasn't any real flavor, although further prodding seemed to trigger the lube function, as the interior began to secrete some sort of colorless, odorless fluid. Well, at least it worked as advertised.
Throwing caution to the wind, I thought 'fuck it'. Literally. I lined up the opening with my cock and began to press in. There was a token resistance before the synthetic folds parted and I slipped easily inside It was surprisingly warm wrapped around my shaft, a feature that was absent from the box blurb. Still, although it was damned close, only a complete moron would mistake it for the real thing.
Closing my eyes, I reversed course until just shy of pulling off completely. In my mind, Applejack was riding me, reverse cowgirl of course. Along with her ever present stetson, she also wore a bit and harness set, complete with reigns that dangled between her shoulder blades. Yes, those were fairly common pony fetish equipment. No, I'm not telling how I know.
I grunted as I fucked my new toy even harder. It was just me, my fleshlight, and the box springs squeaking away as I sped up. But, it wasn't enough. I reached a plateau, but nothing I did managed to push me over the edge. Reluctantly, I pulled the fleshlight off my throbbing length, and cast a wary eye back to the bag. I was... fearful of what remained.
But then I mentally slapped myself. Why was I afraid of a damn vibrator? It's not like I wasn't taking cock left right and center already. I grabbed the bag again and this time I actually did dump it out over my bed. The bottle bounced once before I had the presence of mind to grab it mid-air before it fell and shattered all over the floor.
I held the black metal vibrator close to my face, examining it closely. There was a button on the base. I pressed it, and the motor came to life. It hummed gently, and fairly weakly. I've had cell phones that vibrated more forcefully than this thing. Then I noticed that the base also pulled double duty as a dial. I twisted one way, and the vibrator slowed down considerably. Turning it the other way, it soon grew powerful enough to level cement.
Turning it back as close to default as I could get by feel alone, I laid back and brought the toy to my breasts "oh!" I exclaimed as it ran over a nipple. it was a surprise, although a pleasant one to be sure. I then pressed the tip against the same nipple and held it there.
"Ohhh," I groaned before pulling away. My breasts were pretty damn sensitive, as I already knew. I trailed the tip of the vibe down my sternum, descending slowly to its destination. I met sudden resistance right around my belly button. Gravity had pulled my cock down until it lay flat against my taught belly.
The opportunity presented itself and I set the vibrator against my glans. A sharp hiss was the only sound I made as I rubbed my stallionhood. Back on Earth I had... acquired a small bullet vibe and I tried it out on my penis, to no avail. It wasn't bad, but it still didn't feel all that great. This, however, was much better. But that wasn't what I was here for.
I continued my journey southwards, the vibe riding down my cock all the way. Far too soon, however, my exploration was at an end and my vibe was hovering over my delicate folds. After a moment to brace myself, I touched the tip to my nethers. I fought back a shout s I made contact. I most certainly was nt prepared for this. I pressed onward, and held the vibrator against my outer lips.
My breath was ragged as I tried to acclimate myself to the new sensation. I had nothing to compare it to. It was as if my honey pot was being prodded by millions of tiny fingers all at once. But I had come too far to stop there. With a titanic heave, I pushed further inside. The tip brushed up against the roof and I almost came on the spot. I had found my g-spot. Wanting the session to last just a little longer, I attempted to avoid that area.
Then I looked down and saw my throbbing, unattended cock. It was then that I had an idea. A wonderfully, naughty idea. It was something I always wanted to try, but couldn't before my transformation, when my penis was half its current size and I was built like Stay-Puft. It would take some precise maneuvering, and I would need both hands free. Reluctantly, I pulled my vibrator out and set it on the nightstand next to the lube.
With that taken care of, laid down flat and took a deep breath. Then another. I was about to try something based off half remembered instructions found on the internet during some late night googling session. I needed to psyche myself up a bit. After a moment I was ready, and threw my legs up and over. My first attempt failed, as did my second. I needed to put a little more oomph into it. My third attempt bore fruit, and my hooves clopped on the headboard. I winced, that was louder than I wanted.
I held that position for half a minute, waiting to see if anypony would come to investigate the noise. An ear was cocked toward the door, but I didn't hear anyone coming. Now, focusing once more on the main event, I saw my cock hovering tantalizingly mere inches above my mouth, a bead of precum gathering at the head. I could almost reach up and wrap my lips around it right then. But I wanted to do this right. Ever so carefully, I scooted towards the tail of my bed and let my hooves fall. They landed just above my ear tips. Damn, my new body was flexible as hell!
In the process I, well, booped myself. Right on the snoot. Nose scrunchies were had.
But nose scrunchies, as cute as they are, were not what I was here for, and I wanted to hurry up. One thing I forgot to take into account; this position wasn't all that comfortable for me. I definitely wasn't going to do this again anytime soon. Still, I came this far, might as well cross the finish line. I opened my mouth and engulfed my tip.
Looking back on my research, I remember one comment repeated over and over again. Sucking your own dick felt more like sucking dick than getting your dick sucked. Now, I can safely say that whoever first said that was totally totally right. Not that it was bad or anything. I mean, ever since I became sexually active in Equestria I had found out that I most certainly enjoyed sucking cock. It didn't hurt matters that pony jizz was almost universally delicious. Dunno about nutritious, I hadn't gone down that particular rabbit hole. Yet.
Point is, though it may not have been as mind blowing (heh) as I expected, it still felt pretty good as my tongue encircled the head of my member. But I wouldn't be satisfied with just the tip. Adjusting my weight slightly, I forced a few more inches of my rod inside, but I couldn't go any further. I simply wasn't flexible enough and I was already feeling the strain on my back. I pulled back a little, feeling relief as the strain on my spine eased up.
I wasn't about to give up, though. I was horny as hell and I had a cock in my mouth. By Celestia, I was gonna have a taste of my cum no matter what!
However, I lacked the coordination to actually give myself a blowjob. Yes, it was in my mouth and yes, I was sucking on it, but I couldn't move much without potentially going back to step one. Simple solution, though. I reached down and grabbed the exposed portion of my cock, right around the medial ring. I had figured out that the ring was almost as sensitive as the head, and I was going to exploit that fact for all it was worth.
So there I lay, jerking myself off and sucking my own dick. I wish I had a camera pointed at me. Pornhub would've loved this shit.
t wasn't long before I felt myself cresting. Before I could get past the point of no return, I reached out with my free hand and grabbed my vibrator. Lucky me that it hadn't been jostled from its spot on the nightstand. Acting quickly, I turned it on and brought it to my sopping wet snatch. I then shoved it in as far as it could reach.
That did it. My cockhead flared as I was pushed over the edge. I let out a muffled scream of pleasure as my mouth was filled with buttercream-flavored cum. jet after glorious jet of spunk hit the back of my throat as I struggled to keep up. But it was a losing battle, and it wasn't long before my mouth was filled to capacity and a little bit leaked out around my shaft.
As my climax tapered off, I withdrew myself from my mouth and licked my lips. One definite advantage of autofellatio; minimal cleanup. I licked my lips clean and wiped a bit of drool off my dick and I was done. I groaned as I laid back down straight, my spine finally getting some relief. That was fun, but definitely wouldn't be an everyday thing.
And no, I didn't forget the vibrator still buzzing away in my marehood. After a moment to catch my breath, I reached down and pulled it out. Turning it off, I then opened a drawer on my nightstand and set it inside. Yes, I knew I had to clean it off, but that was Future-Terra's problem. Right then and there I just wanted to roll over and go to sleep at long last. Hopefully this time it would take.
Author's Notes:
Well this chapter certainly took on a life of its own. this started off as just a simple solo scene, a little experimentation from our illustrious protagonist. Nothing too fetishy. But then, inspiration struck midway through wrtiing and I just had to add it.
I finally did something to get a bit more organized with this story and made a character sheet for Terra. Now I won't have to go searching previous chapters just to remember what color her hair is.
And yes, it is an actual DnD character sheet, although it is in no way legal under any rule set I know of. That goes double for the spell list, which doesn't take into account caster level and has spells from sources of... ill repute, shall we say.
also
I, well, booped myself. Right on the snoot.