Pinkie was happily hopping towards the home of her very bestest, smartiest friend in the whole wide world; the Ponyville Public Library. Her friend, of course, was Twilight Sparkle.

'Ohh, I wonder what she'll taste like? Blackberries? Blueberries? Grapes? Hmm... Tee-hee! If this is her first time, and it is grapes... I wonder if they'd fermented? Pinkie's mind was too busy with debating what her eggheaded friend might taste like to notice the very demure mare in front of her, until she was quite literally on top of her.

"Oh! Sorry, Fluttershy! I didn't see you there..." Pinkie trailed off as she stared into her butter-yellow friend's eyes. They were like little pools of water... She could almost feel herself being pulled in...

"P-p-pinkie... You... Are you alright? I'm so sorry, I think I forgot to look where I was going. Here, let me take you home so I can check for any bruises." Fluttershy started back towards her cottage, the hyperactive party pony walking calmly behind her.

What they say is true. The stare could tame even the wildest beasts.

Pinkie's eyes shifted back into focus; and she was confused. She wasn't in the town square anymore - which was named wrong anyways, it was obviously a circle, I mean, duh! - in fact, it looked like...

Fluttershy's cottage had a faint glow coming from the windows, as there were myriad candles spread across the tables and the fireplace mantle. The fireplace itself had a cozy fire residing within, crackling happily away as it turned pieces of wood and coal into heat and ash.

"Oh! You're awake." The buttery pegasus trotted over to Pinkie, her hips swaying much more than normal, until she finally swung to far to the left, upsetting the fragile balance she had striven to maintain. "Eep!"

Fluttershy closed her eyes, expecting to hit the hard floor. Instead, she finds her head landing on a very soft, very warm object. She peeks out, he eyes only partially open.

"Fluttershy, what are you doing?" Pinkie giggled as she helped her friend to her hooves. "You're falling head over hooves today! Silly pony," Pinkie said as she patted the pegasus on the head, "You can't put that much swag in your step!" Pinkie then began to shake her hips very slightly as she trotted around in a circle. When she saw Fluttershy staring at her flank, she waggled it seductively before swishing her tail, wrapping it around her leg and winking at the pegasus.

Pop! Pinkie wasn't sure whether it was Fluttershy's eyes widening, her wings extending fully, or a vein breaking near Fluttershy's cheeks that had caused the sound, but it definitely came from her winged friend.

The pegasus' face was turning a lovely shade of red as she continued to stare, as if frozen in place. Pinkie trotted past her, running her tail along the slim-lined curves of her shy friend as a thought formed. Hmm... I'll have to wait on Twilight, I think... Fluttershy was going to be last on my list, but...

"Fluttershy, why were you swinging your hips around like that, hmm?" Pinkie continued rubbing her body against hers, nuzzling the wings and nibbling on her ear.

"I... I was being- Hahn! M... mooorre~! More asserti- ahh!" Pinkie's affections were definitely being accepted, but she decided to back away for a bit.

Trotting closer to the fire, she beckoned to Fluttershy with her tail, giving the demure pegasus an amazing view of her glistening moist plot in the candlelight. Fluttershy's nose seemed to rupture. 'Huh. I guess it was a blood vein,' Pinkie thought to her self as she stifled a giggle. Instead, she turned to her friend and began to lick her face, applying her sticky saliva to the wound to help it clot.

"Ahh, Pinkie..." Pinkie slipped her tongue into her friend's mouth, the sweet taste of butterscotch dancing on her tongue.

"Mmmm... mmrph, mmmhaah!" Fluttershy panted in the cutest possible way, her breath barely coming out as she squeaked, rather than moaned, her pleasure.

Pinkie was on her before either of them could think. Pinkie looked into the other mare's eyes, losing herself in them as she kept her lips locked with Fluttershy's.

Fluttershy was glad that Rarity had talked her into this. Pinkie was obviously way more experienced than her, and... if she could learn a few things, maybe Twilight would... Her thoughts were interrupted as she let out a moan that was out of her normal vocal range.

Pinkie giggled as Fluttershy let loose to the loudest moan - louder even than her cheering at the Young Flier's Contest - she had ever heard. 'I guess it was good to come here first, rather than Twilight's.'

Since Fluttershy had broken the kiss, Pinkie squirmed, turning herself around, until her snout was right up against Fluttershy's warm, sweet-smelling plot. She hesitated as she remembered something Rarity had told her. "Um, Fluttershy..."

Hearing a note of concern in the pink pony's voice, something that seemed completely wrong to hear, Fluttershy rubbed a hoof across her mane, moving it to see her friend better. "Um... y-yes?"

"Are... are you a virgin?"

Fluttershy blushed, not expecting this. "Um, um, um..." She let out the tiniest squeak as she whispered "...yes..." before giving her head a small jerk.

"Oh, um, well... if... If I try to stick my tongue in, I might hurt you, and... I- I don't want to do that, okay? Rarity, when she removed my hyme- hymne-whatever, it hurt, but she was very, very, gentle, and it didn't hurt a lot, but..." Pinkie's ears drooped, and her mane sagged a bit. "I'm not a very gentle pony." She lowered her head and closed her eyes, not wanting to see her friend's face if she were to be scared.

"Okay." Pinkie raised her head, her eyes opening to see Fluttershy wearing a determined, horny look on her face. "If... since you warned me, it's okay. You told me what to expect. You're a gentle pony, Pinkie," Fluttershy caressed her friend's inner thigh as she nuzzled her pink-lipped plot. "You're just... excitable." Fluttershy giggles.

Pinkie smiled a small, soft smile at those words, the tension building in her being completely released. She begins to lick Fluttershy's pouting lips, her friend's squeaks and moans a melody that built with her orgasm. The party pony almost lost herself as the pegasus' tongue went inside of her, the moans and squeaks becoming muffled as the yellow mare flitted her tongue around Pinkie's pussy.

The two mares continued their game, orgasms being the ultimate goal. Pinkie had broken Fluttershy's hymen hours ago, and the pain had completely disappeared. Despite what Pinkie had said, she was a most amazingly gentle lover. She caressed Fluttershy's insides so lovingly, each flick and flutter of her tongue matching Fluttershy's own gentleness. They were perfectly in sync, despite their opposites in just about everything.

When they were finally too tired to continue, the score was as it always should be. A tie. "Pinkie... I've... I've never felt so good." Fluttershy and Pinkie were now lying in Fluttershy's bed, snuggling as close together as possible. "I... didn't think it was possible." Fluttershy nuzzled her pink friend, who was surprisingly tired. It amazed her that the ever hyper pony could ever reach this state.

Pinkie nuzzled her back, giving her a loving kiss. Her face was showing only love, but her eyes...

"Pinkie, is... is something wrong? Did I... was I not good?"

Pinkie giggled. "No, you weren't good, Fluttershy. You were amazing! But..." Pinkie frowned, seemingly deep in thought. "I can't figure out what you taste like. Aj tasted like apple-cinnamon pie, Rarity tasted like Marshmallows. Dashie was like that rainbow I ate in Cloudsdale, but you... you taste so amazing! I can't place it! It's like... like... something so amazing, not even the Goddesses could possibly describe it! I..." Pinkie was definitely frustrated at her lack of ability at naming a morsel she had tasted that was anywhere near as good as Fluttershy's love juices.

She turned to look at the surprisingly assertive mare, her lovely, soft pink mane gently framing her yellow face. "You're too perfect, Fluttershy! I don't mean that in a bad way, you're just too perfect to describe! Your lips taste of butterscotch, but... yeah..." Pinkie just drifted off, staring into Fluttershy's amazing eyes. 'The eyes that stole me once, and could have me forever... if I weren't so into with this quest of mine.'

Fluttershy nuzzled the pink mare, gently kissing her. "Sleep on it, Pinkie. You'll come to an answer soon enough." The two mares, still locked in their loving embrace, drifted off into amazingly similar dreams; the only difference, was that each dreamer saw only their self with Twilight. But both were now thinking the same question; 'What does she taste like?'