Chapter 1-

“Oh my,” Fluttershy said worriedly as she watched Twilight finish her fifth cup of Pinkie Pie’s “Super Special Party Punch”. The party had only begun a few hours ago, and Twilight’s speech was already starting to slur badly.

Pinkie Pie had gathered a large group of friends for another fantastic party of her design. Tonight was the first anniversary of Rainbow Dash's joining of the Wonderbolts. The had party kicked off swiftly, and nearly everyone was loving punch and dancing. The guest of honor, however, had since made her way upstairs for some alone time with her boyfriend (whom she had known since her and Fluttershy’s first day in school together). The attention had shifted to Twilight Sparkle. It was she who had been the most eager to start drinking and enjoying the party. Meanwhile, Pinkie Pie was showing everyone else how it was done on the dance floor.

The party at Sugarcube Corner was still going strong, late into the warm summer night. Rarity was sampling the cake while a few other residents of Ponyville mingled and danced.

“How many do ya reckon she’s finished, Fluttershy?” asked Applejack. Twilight was a touch offended at being mentioned as if she weren’t standing right there with Fluttershy.

“I’m fine, I swear!” Twilight Sparkle said with first an outdoor voice, then a reserved indoor voice. “I can handle my drinks, AJ.” She started to pour herself another cup. Fluttershy slumped a bit, making a worried noise and avoiding Twilight’s eyes. The warm glow on Twilight’s cheeks grew to a full blown blush as the alcohol started to seriously inhabit her thoughts, thinking about Fluttershy’s nervous habits. Her timid way of touching her pointer fingers together made Twilight extremely curious as to how she would behave with a few drinks in her. The thought of an off balance Fluttershy landing chest first into her, making her accidentally spill her punch on the pretty little yellow dress made Twilight giggle inwardly.

“This would be, um, six?” Fluttershy dared a glance up and to the right to Applejack, immediately looking back to her fingers. “Or, she’s finished, um, five I believe, this being her sixth.” She said a few more words in an inaudible hush, drowned out by the fat beats. Only now had Twilight truly begun to give the music any attention. DJ PON-3 was not a cheap addition to any party, but most definitely worth however much it cost. Knowing Pinkie, they probably knew each other personally. She spun around to look at the populated but uncrowded dance floor. Pinkie Pie and another woman with yellow hair were grinding furiously, creating a chain reaction of ass to lap dancers. Vinyl Scratch turned up the beat a little, her grin growing wider.

Suddenly, Twilight was much more offended, turning her attention to Applejack and Fluttershy.  “How many have you two finished? Dash, her boyfriend and I are the only people I’ve seen with cups in their hands tonight!” She spilled a few drops while punctuating her complaint.

“Well, Ah’ve had ‘bout, hm, two or three Ah think. How about you, girl?” Applejack said. She immediately put on a tactful tone. “Ah mean, if you even do like to, ya know, drink.” A fabricated smile crept onto her face. She had obviously had more than that, but not quite as many as Twilight.

“I,” Fluttershy started, immediately trailing off to a whisper under the bass, her cheeks turning a deep crimson. Twilight thought it was really adorable.

“What was that?” Twilight asked.

“I said I drank one or...” Again she trailed off.

Applejack seemed to hear, standing closer to Fluttershy and a few steps further from the huge speakers. Nodding in understanding, she explained “She says she’s had one or two, before she showed up.” Fluttershy nodded confirmation.

It’s been a few hours, thought Twilight. There’s no way she could be even mildly buzzed now. “Now Fluttershy,” Twilight started, in a voice she thought was smooth and reassuring, taking a slow, slightly off balance step toward her. She said nothing, but handed Fluttershy her drink. Their fingers touched briefly in the exchange.

Fluttershy looked up, meeting Twilight’s eyes as the song changed from a fast dance tune, heavy on the bass, to a slightly slower and lighter song. The two’s eyes, locked in place, stared past the pupils and into something deeper. Twilight felt her heart skip a beat. Either she was more horny than she thought she was, or Fluttershy had somehow captured her soul in those large, gleaming, beautiful cyan eyes.

“Uh,” Applejack awkwardly tried to find an excuse to leave. She grabbed some punch and headed for the dance floor.

“Fluttershy, I,” Twilight started. She felt butterflies in her stomach. Fluttershy’s face went from awe-struck to fright in an instant as Twilight belched loudly. “Ew,” Twilight moaned. “I-I’m so sorry! I think that was just too much cake.”

Their eyes met again, and they both started to laugh. Awkwardly, at first, but quickly growing to hysterical levels. The incident was too much, and soon they were on the ground, rolling with laughter.

“Oh my goodness!” said Fluttershy, wiping a tear from her eye. Twilight helped her up as Pinkie Pie and Rarity walked up, hearing the commotion.

“What’s so funny, huh? Huh? Did Twilight quote a joke book or something!?” Pinkie Pie laughed heartily at her own joke, obviously inebriated by her own brew.

Twilight looked at Rarity, her tight-fitting black dress was ravishing, showing off her delicate curves, her perky and round breasts thoroughly filling out the garment in a most elegant way. Pinkie’s outfit was more practical, if not silly. The bright pink skirt and white and blue striped blouse made her stick out from the crowd, and the contrast of the two together made Twilight chuckle once more.

None of her close friends had ever known her to have admiring thoughts like this, but she couldn’t hope to stop them. Rarity was downright gorgeous. Fluttershy had an innocence about her graceful figure that Twilight Sparkle found to be even more inviting and pleasant to fantasise about. Applejack had a toned body and perfect C cups, and Rainbow Dash also had a fit look that was very appealing. Pinkie seemed to have endless energy, keeping her thin, yet extremely curvy. Twilight wasn’t envious, she kept active enough and watched her diet to keep her slenderness. She was endowed with intellect, talent, and perky breasts. No, she was covetous.

“No, something really funny just happened,” Fluttershy started, finding confidence in the new cup in her hand, now empty. Funny how that works on one’s psyche, thought Twilight. Wait, when did she had time to drink that? Twilight looked to Fluttershy and saw it was her turn to tell the tale.

“Well,” Twilight said to her captivated audience. “I was just offering Fluttershy a cup of your punch, and right when I was about to say something, I made the biggest burp I’ve ever made!” Twilight watched Rarity roll her eyes and stifle a giggle at the crude humor, and Pinkie Pie shut her eyes tight and let out another loud laugh. “Oh, it was all that cake. It was pretty gross, but funny”.

“Holy moly, what a story!” Pinkie said.

“Quite,” Rarity added. “Well, girls, I’ve had a blast tonight, but I need to get my beauty sleep. I will admit to enjoying that strong punch, but not quite as much as my little Twilight here, it seems.” Rarity looked at Twilight’s simple yellow gown, her eyes tracing Twilight’s chest and hips. What’s she looking at me for? thought Twilight, more flattered than anything. It was Twilight’s turn to look at herself, noting a large purple stain on her left breast, most definitely from the punch she had dropped on her trip to the floor. She could see some wet skin and part of her brassiere through the fabric. ”I’ve seen you wear that plain thing thrice, and you’ve gone and soiled it already, dear.” Rarity walked away at a slow pace to the door, the three girls in tow.

“Oh no!” said Fluttershy, finally noticing what had become of her drink. “I’msorry I’msorry I’msosorr-” Twilight grabbed her face, cupping and sort of squishing her cheeks.

“It’s okay, Fluttershy,” Twilight said to ease her friend’s burden of guilt. “It’s my fault anyway! I get kinda clumsy when I’ve had a few.”

“A few?” asked Pinkie Pie. “I put quite a lot of rum in that punch today when I made it, how much did you have?” A look of calculating worry came across both Rarity and Pinkie's faces.

“Fou-”

”Five” Twilight tried to answer before being corrected by Fluttershy. Twilight gave her a quick disappointed look.

“Oh, you’ll be fine!” Pinkie Pie said with a wave of her hand. “Just grab a big ol’ bottle of water soon, and one more before you fall asleep! Your hangover will hurt a lot less too!” She obviously had some experience. Or read several books on the subject.

“Thanks,” Twilight said, already wanting another drink. “Goodnight, Rarity.”

They all bid farewell to the fashionista and returned to the party, which was going strong after midnight.

Twilight retreated to the bathroom with Fluttershy, after a quick refill to try and treat the stain. Thank goodness the dress is cotton, thought Twilight as she stood in her underwear in front of the sink. A woman with curly maroon hair, a rather cute one, Twilight thought, walked in just then.

“I-I’m getting a stain out, d-do-” Twilight had tried to justify being in her underwear with Fluttershy in the bathroom, but the other woman simply put up a hand in understanding and proceeded to the next mirror. She opened her purse and took a swig from a flask, fixed her makeup, and left promptly. What a party,Twilight thought.

She accompanied Fluttershy to the punch bowl. Her dress in working order, Twilight Sparkle decided to dance. Once.

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Nearly an hour later, Twilight spotted Fluttershy as she walked up to her from the punch table. Wow, Twilight thought. She’s without a doubt the most beautiful person here. She tried to stare without staring. Fluttershy’s short and well-fitting yellow dress went absolutely perfectly with her all but perfect hair. The slight eye-liner she wore punctuated her naturally soft face. Her long, gorgeous thighs looked positively lickable. Her tender figure was the absolute best. Twilight began subconsciously undressing the young woman walking up to her. Those fantastic looking breasts would rest in her hands as she started to-

“Um, Twilight?” Fuck! I’ve been caught!

“Y-yes? You caught m-me deep in thought!” Twilight’s face was as red as blood, and there was no way she could chuckle to ease the tension. Shiiiiiiiit! Twilight was on the brink of panicking.

“I-,” Fluttershy looked down at her empty cup, then straight at twilight’s scarlet face, looking deep into her eyes and finding the courage in her to speak. “I w-wanted to say...” She was almost whispering now.

“Fluttershy, I...” Twilight searched her drunk mind for four simple words she had said a million times before separately: I like you, Fluttershy. “I... really like you. I, well, d-do yo-”

Squeaking, “Thank you. Thank you so much!” She flew forward and wrapped her arms around Twilight’s neck, pressing her breasts and weight into Twilight’s. “Me too! I like you a lot.” She was still squeaking, now right in Twilight’s ear.

Twilight balanced herself after the impact, a near impossible task, and hugged back with all her might. The two stood for a second, in eternal embrace. Her face turned from blood red to a shade closer to salmon. The blood in her face had started to flow south.

Fluttershy leaned her head back to look into Twilight’s eyes again. The deep sea-green universes could capture not just souls, but endless oceans of love. They stared, holding each other. Fluttershy held Twilight by the neck, Twilight held Fluttershy around the waist. Again, a nearby Applejack stepped out.

Their faces drifted closer, and save for closing her eyes, Fluttershy gave no warning for the long kiss she gave to Twilight. She kissed back. Their lips locked for over ten seconds, slowly and clumsily moving and sharing.  Twilight had never kissed a girl before. The whole sensation was softer, gentler, and odd. Nearby party goers, led by Pinkie Pie, gave a long “Aaaawwwwww!” The two didn’t hear anything but the bass.

Fluttershy reared back, needing air. Her face was also some shade  between blood red and salmon pink. A single line of saliva hung between their mouths, briefly hanging in the air before dropping onto Fluttershy’s cleavage. They suddenly became aware of the party happening around them, and Twilight let Fluttershy go. She missed her in her arms immediately. They gave the five or so remaining party goers awkward smiles and waves, and walked towards the punch bowl.

“That was, nice,” Fluttershy told Twilight. They held hands under the table they sat at.

“You’re telling me,” Twilight responded. It was nearly one in the morning. She reached forward for her water.

“What do you want, I mean, if you could do any, um, would you...” Fluttershy actually became completely silent this time. Twilight held her chin in her hand, encouraging Fluttershy to look into her eyes again. She leaned forward, not knowing what she was doing, and simply kissed her on the cheek. Before leaning back into her chair she whispered into Fluttershy’s ear: “Your place, or mine?” A smile appeared on Twilight’s face, which only widened into a toothy grin at the physical response from Fluttershy. Her back muscles instantly tensed, making her jolt and sit ram-rod straight. Twilight noticed how it made her boobs jiggle.

Fluttershy stared straight ahead for a moment, shock and want apparent on her face. “Oh my goodness,” was all she could stammer.

“Come with me,” Twilight said standing up, offering her hand. Only Pinkie, Vinyl Scratch and Pinkie’s blond date hung around now, not to mention the guest of honor and her guest upstairs.

The strong stench of cannabis drifted out from the stage, and Twilight had an urge to investigate. Looking at Fluttershy, inebriated, adorable and gorgeous as she was, Twilight offered a suggestive nod towards the stage. Fluttershy had never smoked before, her body language made that obvious.

Well, Twilight thought, maybe tonight’s a night for firsts. "What do you think? Wanna get high, Fluttershy?” Twilight couldn’t hold back a snicker after rhyming unintentionally.

“I don’t know,” said Fluttershy. “Is- is it safe?”

Twilight had only partaken on several dozen occasions herself, but had documented and compared her experiences extensively with articles and research. She knew it was safe, and pretty fun. Twilight also knew that sexual pleasure could also be heightened if you smoked a bit before. Now, thought Twilight, THAT would be a session worth recording.

“Of course, and it’s really fun,” said Twilight. “But if you don’t feel up to it, we can leave now.” Fluttershy’s curiosity was piqued, she could tell.

“Well.” murmured Fluttershy. “Could we just...” she crossed her arms in front of her chest and put on a pleading face. “Could we get some, um, weed, and go somewhere, uh, a little more private?” Her voice had lowered to a whisper.

“As you wish,” Twilight led Fluttershy toward the stage. She had trouble walking in one general direction, much less a straight line. Pinkie, Vinyl and the blond woman that Twilight recognized were passing a simple yet ornate glass spoon-shaped pipe around. Twilight recognized the blond woman now as... What was her name? thought Twilight. Donna? No, Debbie. Something like that.

“HE-*cough* GIR-*cough cough* GIRLS! What are you two doing up so l-*cough*ate?” Pinkie said as she let out a massive lungful of smoke.. “You are, like, so cute!” This stuff was obviously some good shit.

“Hey, everyone. Oh,”Twilight responded, “I was just wondering what this particular strain of cannabis was named.” Fluttershy was trying her best to hide behind Twilight. “I’d like to buy a little and conduct a little ‘research’.” She gestured finger-quotes as she did so, letting her most sarcastic voice carry.

Vinyl Scratch looked like she was about to say something as she handed Darby the pipe, who was sitting almost on top of Pinkie’s lap. She looked more than drunk or stoned, her cute yellow eyes looking at the pipe and Pinkie’s tits at the same time. “It’s called Zigger Kush, my friend,” Vinyl replied as she exhaled into Twilight’s face.

That was enough reason to get a bag. Twilight haggled meekly for a minute, satisfied with her deal. “Thanks,” Twilight said as she took her purchase.

Despite being recently legalized, a slim majority of people had a negative view of marijuana. It was a drug, after all. She had first started to smoke in her college days in the Canterlot University for Magic and High Arts. Twilight remembered back to her sophomore year, when marijuana was illegal. Her dealer was also a sophomore, but a year older than her in age. The dark-haired man was a music performance and destruction magic double major, two of the hardest fields to major in.

Amadeus was his name, and they soon became friends despite their conflicting study schedules. They grew beyond the typical hate based relationship that dealers and buyers had rather quickly. Once a week, they would spend an hour together in his dorm.

There, they matched bowls and studied, talked, compared professors or just listened to music. It was then when Twilight would buy her weed. The relationship had been platonic and pleasant for her. Often times, however, she left feeling let down or guilty for possibly leaving him unhappy. He was single, as far as she knew. Twilight was far too busy to give him the time a boyfriend required, even if she was somewhat lonely. Study and watching after Spike took all her time, anyway.

Amadeus often had spoken bits of German to, or specifically not to Twilight when she left. She knew only a few base words, so it almost always flew over her head. Amadeus never translated for her. He often seemed sad or angry, but it was difficult to tell.

One night, Twilight knocked on Amadeus’ dorm room to buy her weekly bag. He was practicing, she could hear him playing his trumpet. Amadeus was more than talented.

He stopped playing and opened the door, wearing nothing but a pair of holey jeans. His deep blue eyes looked hazy and mildly annoyed, likely at the interruption. It was 8:40 P.M. Thursday, the time every other “appointment” was scheduled. His strong arms and chest were bare, his pants hung low enough to show a trail of hair leading down to his zipper. Twilight couldn’t help but follow it with her eyes.

“What are you looking at, Twi?” Amadeus’ lips moved, but the voice was feminine. “I-is it good?” The timid voice belonged to Fluttershy. Twilight physically shook away her memory.

The cannabis she held in Sugarcube Corner was a dark, saturated hue of forest green, with purple blotches and orange fibers. “Y-yeah, it looks really potent.” Twilight held the plastic bag to her nose and took in a long smell, the skunkiness choked her. Oh yeah, Twilight thought, this is some good shit.

“Wow, this stuff looks good,” Twilight thought out loud. “Uh, thanks again. It’s time to go, though. Take it easy, girls.”

Vinyl exhaled again, the rotation completing at least once during Twilight’s daydream. “You too, frauline.” The German insertion seemed intentional.

“Buh-bye, Fluttershy!” Pinkie Pie cracked up at her rhyme, waving goodbye in a grand motion that knocked Dianne to the floor.

Fluttershy clung to Twilight’s arm for balance and to hold her arm. She was also having trouble balancing. Twilight had mingled and had fun during the night, keeping a hopeful and protective eye on Fluttershy. She was a real wallflower, but after three cups or so she seemed to loosen up.

“I-I’ve never, uh,” Fluttershy stammered, shaking only a bit.“I’ve n-never sm-moked anything before. D-does it hurt?”

“Only if you do it wrong,” said Twilight. “And don’t worry, we won’t be technically smoking anything. We’ll vaporize it!” She was rather proud of herself tonight.

“Oh my,” replied Fluttershy.

Which way was my place, again? thought Twilight. The two were stepping out the door, heading across the open road. It was empty, and only a solitary light shone across the way. It was a clear summer night, still comfortably warm. These nights were meant for kissing and cuddling. Why waste such beautiful time together? The pair walked, arms around each other for support and closeness towards Twilight’s home. Spike would surely be asleep at this point.

“What are we gonna do, Twi?” Fluttershy stood at the door with her new date. Her eyes engulfed Twilight’s again.

Twilight said nothing, but unlocked the door and walked inside her tree house library. Fuck yeah. Spike was surely in bed by now, sleeping like bear in December. The foyer was darkened and all the lights in the tree house were off.  Fluttershy slipped inside and gave Twilight a timid hug, brushing her breasts against Twilight’s arm. Twilight kissed her forehead and hugged her back.

“Wanna go upstairs to the balcony?” asked Twilight in a very hushed, infiltrating whisper, her voice cracking slightly.

Fluttershy held her closer, resting her heavy head on Twilight’s shoulder. “That  sounds... nice.” She’s the cutest thing ever, Twilight thought, holding Fluttershy’s head to her upper chest.

“Okay,” replied Twilight. She led the way up in the darkness, being more familiar of the path in her own home. She retrieved the vaporizer from it’s locked cabinet in her room and opened the large glass door to the balcony.

The vaporizer was a high end model, but still needed to be plugged in. Luckily, the balcony had two weather-proofed outlets. Twilight plugged in the machine, Fluttershy nervously looking on.

Over the small balcony was a retractable awning, which was folded in for the clear weather. A waist high railing encircled the edge, the beams decorative and strong. The only furniture, an end table and one large, wide reclining chair. It was very comfortable and one of Twilight’s most beloved pieces of furniture.

“It takes a minute to warm up,” Twilight said. “I’ll go inside and grab some drinks and some munchies, what would you like?” Twilight looked down and noticed that her stain was still visible in the bright moonlight. So was Fluttershy’s cleavage and shapely thighs. They looked pale and smooth in the soft, white light. Twilight couldn’t help but stare for a moment, biting her lip at the thought of what she could, and possibly would, do to Fluttershy’s angelic body.

Fluttershy looked at the full moon, it’s plush light making half of Fluttershy’s face shine in the most beautiful way. She returned her gaze to Twilight. ”I’d love some wine, maybe. Or a juice box!” The timid excitement of the childish drink made Twilight’s heart melt with an entirely different heat. If I actually start to date her, Twilight thought, I’ll die of a heart attack before the third date.

“Wine or a juice box, coming right up. I believe we have both those things.” Twilight turned and descended down the stairs as silently as possible.

Score! thought Twilight, looking into her refrigerator. I picked up champagne AND apple juice boxes on my trip to the store! Life is good.

Twilight grabbed the bottle of champagne, two juice boxes, and two wine glasses. It was an awkward haul, but not difficult. She turned to the doorway and tip-toed to the staircase. She heard a creak upstairs. Go back Spike! Go to bed! Don’t come down and get a glass of water!

Twilight stood like a marble statue, listening with ears like an owl’s. Small, tired footsteps came nearer from upstairs. Panic clawed at Twilight’s brain, but she dared not to move a muscle. The footsteps faded, and she heard and saw the bathroom light flick on, just before the door closed. Twilight let out the breath she didn’t know she was holding. She quickly and silently moved when she heard Spike’s stream hit the toilet water, a noise she had never loved to hear so much in her entire life. Twilight snuck to her room, locking the door behind her silently. She had to hold the champagne bottle in her mouth to get the free hand necessary. I could have carried all of this stuff with magic, thought Twilight. She facepalmed, doing just that. She headed to the her dresser, still moving silently, as Spike was still awake. Twilight took out an old black T-shirt, not looking at the graphic on it. She took it and her provisions to the balcony door.

Fluttershy laid on her back, her slender finger ran along the surface of the soft chair. Her other hand rested on her stomach and her knees were sticking up in the air so her feet could fit on the end of the chair, making her dress slide down. She stared nearly straight up into the bright, natural and splendid lamp that was the moon. Her skin was illuminated in the pale glow, making her appear to radiate health and young, yet ample grace. The full, round breasts now hung slightly down and to the side of Fluttershy’s center, her bra unable to handle the glorious mass at this angle. She sighed a content sigh, melting Twilight’s heart again.

Twilight moved closer, trying to stay silent, for her and Spike’s sake. The sheer beauty of the scene placed in front of her must have been a gift from Celestia. She knew that the Princess had nothing to do with it. If anyone it was Luna.... Twilight made a smirk. She would have to write a thank you note and send it to her teacher’s sister.

The toilet flushed. Fluttershy, startled, looked over and caught Twilight staring, again.

“O-,” Fluttershy said and froze. A few seconds passed before Twilight could break her stupor.

“S-sorry! I-it’s just, you look s-, the moon, you see, I couldn't help but..” Twilight trailed off, averting her gaze and grabbing all of the objects she carried with magic in her hands. She took a breath, collecting her thoughts. This was a skill she learned from hours of tough study, used to overcome frustration. “I’m sorry, Fluttershy.”

Fluttershy looked past Twilight with a scared look. “Who’s in the bathroom?” Twilight sighed in relief, now guiltless at her unknown gaze. She had heard Spike flush as well, but it had meant nothing in her state.

“Don’t worry,” Twilight said, slowly and quietly, yet deliberately. “Spike got up and used the bathroom, but he has no idea I'm, we’re, here.“ Twilight stood in place and popped the cork of the champagne, dreading the noise. Spike slept like a log, but she was still nervous. Would he be in his room down the hall, yet?

“Can I have the juice? I’m kinda thirsty now.”

“Of course,” Twilight handed her the juice as Fluttershy sat up, adjusting her gown. Damn, thought Twilight. She poured the two glasses and glanced at the vaporizer. It was nearly up to temp.

Fluttershy had the juice in her hand and looked at Twilight, her face was happy and also a bit tired, her eye lids closed a bit. It made her face look so... so loving.

”In the moonlight, you look so,” she searched for the right word. Tonight’s tense stealth and Fluttershy’s sheer beauty had done wonders to sober Twilight. She was still quite inebriated, but could at least recall her vocabulary. “So, so pulchritudinous.”

She got a blank stare.

“Resplendent?”

Still, just those eyes waiting.

“Beautiful!” Twilight moved forward to the reclining deck chair Fluttershy sat on and placed Fluttershy’s glass on the nearby table, the bright full moon illuminating everything perfectly. The chair was made of soft velvety material. It was Twilight’s favorite chair to lie in and read, especially the cheap smut she bought under a false name from the next town over.

She sat down next to Fluttershy, and offered her a big hug. Fluttershy refused, standing, leaving Twilight a bit deflated. Instead, she walked daintily around the chair to the railing, taking a careful and long look around. Twilight wanted to get up and put her arms around her from behind, but she held the intense urge back.

Fluttershy turned around to face Twilight and closed her eyes. “Twilight, tell me,” she said quietly. “Am I really beautiful?”

Twilight thought, only for one second, and replied: “You are the most divine and sublime being in existence. Like an adorable kitten, but a million times more pleasing to see.” Dammit, that was corny, thought Twilight.

Fluttershy smiled widely, and took another furtive look around, keeping her posture perfect. She took a deep breath and said “Okay,” more to herself than her audience member. Fluttershy grabbed her dress by the bottom and lifted it over her head, inverting it.

Fluttershy stood in her underwear on the balcony, her entire body bathed in the caressing glow of the moonlight. Her hips and waist were painted near white under her pink bra. Her legs, her shapely thighs and calves were illuminated in a heavenly glow. The pink panties she wore flowed perfectly with her beautiful shape. Twilight could make out the lips of her sex through them, making her head become light.

She laid her gown down on the ground and knelt on the reclining chair. Her blush had since evolved into a full face and shoulder blush. Twilight liked what she saw, a lot.

Twilight herself hoisted her own gown, but slipped on what appeared to be a Cowboys from Hell T-shirt. Her slender legs and tight butt were exposed to the soft fabric of the reclining chair. The summer breeze was a little chilly. She felt very sexy.

Fluttershy joined Twilight on the chair once more. The vaporizer beeped as Twilight moved in to give Fluttershy a toast. She ignored the beep, for now.

She held her glass, motioning for Fluttershy to do so, who was now a bit more comfortable. Twilight tried to think of a toast. She simply couldn’t. “What should we toast to?” Twilight quietly asked.

Fluttershy glanced to the vaporizer, then Twilight’s metal T, then the full moon, and finally met Twilight’s half-lidded gaze. “To, to firsts?” She asked in a timid tone.

“To firsts,” Twilight said. They clinked glasses and took a large sip. The sparkling wine was refreshingly cold.

“Well,” asked Fluttershy, “is it ready?”

Twilight got up and sat criss-cross-applesauce with the conic vaporizer in her lap. She  ground up a nug with her fingers and let the crumpled bits fall into the chamber, the cannabis sticking to her fingers. Holy fuck on a unicorn horn this stuff is gonna be so good. She attached the hose and took a long drag, filling her lungs to near capacity, taking care not to over do her first hit. She held her breath and held the hose up. A slow mist lazily rose from the tube.

Fluttershy got down on her knees, her breasts directly in front Twilight’s face. Neither made any attempts to move, this is exactly the position they wanted to be in. Twilight was still holding her breath in. Fluttershy placed the end on her tongue and puckered her lips around it and started to inhale, following Twilight’s example. She looked into Twilight’s eyes the entire time.

The THC hit Twilight like a freight train, forcing her vision to grey at the edges. She fell forward and slowly exhaled.

She blacked out, only for a second, and woke up with her head in Fluttershy’s lap, looking up at her frightened but somehow smiling face. She looked around, and found that the vaporizer had been spared any damage. Twilight sighed in relief and looked back to Fluttershy’s face.

“I was so worried about you when you fell, I f-” Twilight moved a finger to Fluttershy’s lips.

“This shit,” Twilight paused, “is thoroughly good.” A dopey smile crept across her face as she thought about what she said, about her situation, about the bright moon, and bout how her hair was resting on Fluttershy’s panties. She laughed at her thoughts, causing Fluttershy to laugh along.

Fluttershy took Twilight’s finger in her hand, and moved it around in the air. She then brought it back to her mouth, kissing the fingertip. She kissed it again and put just the fingertip on her tongue, sucking on it. Twilight was instantly turned on and let out a short moan and gasp at the same time, involuntarily flexing her hips.

Twilight sat up and Fluttershy released her finger. Twilight got on her knees and leaned forward, placing her hands on Fluttershy’s thighs. She moved her face close to Fluttershy’s, teasing her with closeness. Twilight pecked her lips once, twice, and the third time letting Fluttershy catch her and hold her in a long kiss.

“Are you okay, Fluttershy?” Twilight asked. “Want another hit? Some more champagne?” Fluttershy was clearly ready to get closer, but Twilight wanted no more interruptions.

Fluttershy said nothing, but grabbed the vaporizer and moved to the chair. The cord was more than long enough. She placed it on the table and took another drag, looking into Twilight’s eyes again. She’s so damn sexy, the way she does that, Twilight thought.

Twilight, too, moved to the chair and sat down, her leg touching Fluttershy’s. They never broke eye contact. She put her hand on Fluttershy’s back, waiting for her to exhale, anticipating it.

Right when Fluttershy took the hose from her mouth, Twilight leaned forward and put her lips to Fluttershy’s. The sudden inability to breath out surprised Fluttershy, and she squeaked in her throat. She had no choice, she realized, but to exhale into Twilight’s mouth. As she did so, Twilight inhaled the saturated breath. Twilight had seen it once in the opening of a porno.

Rearing back from the experience, Twilight was surprised at how awkward it truly was. Well, she thought, that was a first, too.

“Oh, oh my gosh,” Fluttershy whispered, the second hit and the way she shared it had really affected her. She grabbed Twilight and used her for balance. “That was.... wow.”

Twilight let out the recycled breath, her brain needed some oxygen. She took a few deep breaths and tried to help Fluttershy balance, having some difficulty herself. “Sorry,” she said. “I had read about that and wanted to try it.” A smile and her light touch on Fluttershy’s hip was about all she had to offer. Twilight leaned back to grab her champagne, the cool carbonation was really refreshing. She offered Fluttershy her glass, and she downed it in three gulps, catching Twilight completely by surprise. Twilight took one more big drink, almost finishing her glass.

“Want some more?” Twilight still had quite a buzz from the punch, but the wine was weak by comparison. The main intoxicant was the grass, more potent than anything she had tried before.

Fluttershy shook her head no. “But, I would like something else,” she said in a suggestive voice. “I mean, if you think you want to, that is.”

Twilight giggled. This was Fluttershy, alright, thought Twilight. She finished the last few drops and placed her own glass back on the table. A thought materialized in Twilight’s head. She moved back on the chair a little so she could put the tube of the vaporizer back in her mouth, straddling Fluttershy to do so, and tried her best to sensually suck on it like a lollipop. Or a tiny dick, she thought. She stopped inhaling and cracked up, letting the vapors out of her mouth as she doubled over and laughed. Twilight suddenly stopped, looking down to Fluttershy, her large curious eyes and soft lips curved upwards in an expectant smile.

“Sorry,” Twilight said. “I had a funny idea, it just a random, dumb image.” Thankfully, Fluttershy left it at that. They were very close, now. She put the hose back. They moved closer, moving at the same time. Twilight’s hands met Fluttershy’s, and they embraced once more. Fluttershy kissed Twilight’s neck, her warm breath and soft touch made Twilight moan inaudibly.

Fluttershy and Twilight then laid down in the big reclining chair, observing the constellations and sharing the joys of each other's giggling company. It didn’t take long until the patterns in the stars seemed to make funny shapes and move on their own. Twilight’s arm wrapped around Fluttershy’s waist, and they often shifted and thrusted their hips together as they spooned.

“Twilight?” Fluttershy rolled around to lay on her other side to look at Twilight.

“Yeah, Fluttershy?” Their faces were inches apart, and their speech hushed to intimate whispers.

“I’ve thought about,” she paused. “Us, before.” She blushed and looked deeply again into Twilight’s eyes. “A... a lot.”

Twilight smiled, absolutely flattered, elated and relived. She moved her hand up and down Fluttershy’s arm, then her side. Fluttershy’s blush returned, and the vapors made her giggle.

“I know.” Twilight never knew. She adjusted her hands so she could rub the small of Fluttershy’s back, and Fluttershy moved her legs in response, pushing slightly to get closer.

Fluttershy put her hand on Twilight’s cheek and pulled in closer. They hovered for only a moment, caught in another staring contest. Fluttershy lost, closing her eyes and bringing Twilight’s face to her own, giving the biggest, most passionate kiss. Their lips moved in a slow, undulating rhythm. Twilight unconsciously parted Fluttershy’s lips with her own and stuck her tongue out, searching Fluttershy’s mouth. Their tongues met and wetly slipped over each other. The weed’s effects of cottonmouth were long gone as saliva slowly drooled down Twilight's chin, only half of it hers. They laid together, biting lips and moving their hips for several minutes, periodically breaking to take short breaths. The soft fabric of the luxurious chair caressed Twilight’s exposed thighs and forearms.

During the session, Fluttershy had moved on top an put her knee between Twilight’s legs. Her thigh slowly caressed Twilight’s. The warm, tingling sensation felt beyond great to Twilight, who arched her back and held Fluttershy closer. She clamped her legs around Fluttershy’s thigh, relishing the hot contact. Again they shared a close kiss. Fluttershy trembled as Twilight let out a moan into her mouth. Fluttershy’s knee was now damp. She had somehow brushed ever so slightly against Twilight’s small white panties. Fluttershy leaned back, standing on her knees, and looked Twilight over, as if fantasizing, planning.

Twilight was sure it was an accident at first, the knee. She was wet before, but the brief but firm placement teased her. Fluttershy now put her hands on Twilight’s stomach, walking up palm after palm to her breasts, under her shirt, slowly squeezing the globes. Twilight moaned again, putting her hands on Fluttershy’s thighs, slowly sweeping her fingers and palms first down, then up onto her round ass. She gave it healthy squeeze, receiving a muffled squee in response. Twilight giggled and started to massage Fluttershy’s cheeks. Heat radiated from Fluttershy’s vaginal region, and juices were already literally dripping down her thighs and through her soft silk pink panties. She wanted to surprise her with a stray finger so bad, but the pleasure from being fondled preoccupied her too much.

Twilight pulled her shirt off and tossed it aside. Flutterhsy unfastened the clasps of both their bras and quickly put a small, erect nipple in her mouth. Fluttershy began alternating from sucking hard to nibbling and licking. The pleasure rocked Twilight, it was so great and unexpected, magnified by the best bud she had ever smoked. She had inhaled quite a bit of the vapor. The two continued to copulate, nearly falling off the chair several times.

Twilight now stood up on her knees over Fluttershy, wanting to take off Fluttershy’s panties and see if her dripping vagina tasted like what she had always imagined one would taste like. They were both panting from pleasure and physical toil.

“T-twilight?” Fluttershy said, speaking between pants. “Do, do you want to go to my house now? I th-think we would be more comfortable.” Fluttershy was clearly in need of more pleasure, yet the brief pause of travel would be tremendous torture.

“Why would you want to go any further than my bed?” asked Twilight. She realized in an instant: her number one assistant. “Oh, right.” He would be up in a matter of hours for his morning chores. She would have to leave a note.

“I a-also have,” Fluttershy paused for a moment, glancing to Twilight’s pussy, “some other things.”

Twilight did not want to go on a half mile hike, but she also did not want to get caught by Spike. “Sounds like a really good idea.” She stood and slipped her shirt back on, but tossed her bra in the hamper. “Are you hungry? I feel like eating, like, a shit ton of food.” She felt a bit rude, crass even, but that was okay. It was late and she was inebriated.

“I have plenty to eat at my place,” Fluttershy replied, getting dressed herself. Twilight looked at her clock inside, trying to be as quiet as possible. It was nearly 4 A.M. She risked another drag, and offered one to Fluttershy. She obliged, and Twilight hastily packed her vaporizer away and took the champagne bottle and glasses and empty juice boxes, the only evidence of their visit. She grabbed her weed and her purse, some papers, and a little piece to smoke with. She didn’t know if Fluttershy would want to smoke again, but they would burn that bridge when they crossed. At that thought, she threw a lighter in her purse.

The chair had a few damp spots, but those would be dry soon enough. Secretly, Twilight wanted them there to sneak a sniff when she was alone. Twilight hastily scribbled that she had stopped by home on her way to Fluttershy’s and stuck the note on the fridge.

The two walked the silent streets towards Fluttershy’s cottage. The temperature had dropped to just below comfortable, and the sky started to show the faintest shades above the deep violet and black of dark night. Twilight had donned some sweats and kept her metal shirt, a gift from Dash.

After a surprisingly short trip, the two came to the cottage. It was Fluttershy’s turn to open the door. Once inside, Twilight pounced, pinning Fluttershy to the wall and giving another big kiss. The make-out session traveled upstairs, blindly finding its way to Fluttershy’s king side bed.Twilight laid down on her back with a “come-hither” look on her face. Fluttershy licked her lips and got on her knees, moving forward to Twilight’s spread legs. Twilight threw her head back in anticipation. She waited.

Nothing.

She heard a rustling under the bed and sat up. Fluttershy retrieved a small locked box and opened it. Her face gleamed at the contents, which were not visible from where Twilight lay.

“Um, Twilight?” Fluttershy said. “How big do you thi- I mean, how much di-oh, what size... dildo would you like?” Fluttershy blushed deeply, offering the shoe box sized carrier to Twilight. Inside sat an assortment of vibrators and dildos, varying in size, shape and colors. The sight made Twilight a bit uncomfortable, the idea of any one of the tools being thrust inside her...

“Why don’t we just start with our fingers?” Fluttershy suggested, kneeling on the bed next to her. She leaned in and kissed Twilight’s cheek.

Twilight noticed a bumpy green glass dildo out of the box, on the night-stand. Twilight returned the kiss, this time on the lips. They tongue wrestled briefly before undressing again. Twilight threw her shirt into Fluttershy’s face and quickly threw off her sweat pants. She laid back with her legs in the air, anticipating Fluttershy’s touch.

Fluttershy tossed the shirt and her dress aside. They both wore nothing but their panties.

Twilight spread her legs wider as she felt Fluttershy massage her slick inner thighs, getting closer and closer to her hot, dripping vagina. Fluttershy then placed one finger on Twi’s panties, just above her clit and met Twilight’s eyes. Twilight looked back with anticipation and trust. Fluttershy shuddered as she took a deep breath and slid Twilight’s panties off, slowly. There they sat, Twilight’s crotch exposed to Fluttershy, who held the panties in front of her. She gave Twilight a long look over, then the panties she held. They were very wet.

“F-fluttershy,” said Twilight meekly. “Can, can you just lick them, for me? Please?” Twilight laid on her back, trying to put on her best “pleeeeease?” face. Fluttershy smelled them, and showed a mixture of disgust and horniness. This was also new to her, Twilight noticed.

Fluttershy looked at Twilight and flattened her tongue on the wettest part of the underwear, giving it a big lick. She held her tongue out after she did it and crawled over Twilight’s legs, up to her face. She pulled her tongue in, but kept her mouth open, looking straight down into Twilight’s eyes. Fluttershy bent her elbows and gave Twilight a generous amount of tongue, letting Twilight sample her own taste on top of that of Fluttershy’s mouth. It was odd, but great. It reminded her of pennies, combined with fish or something. She couldn’t wait for Fluttershy’s own flavor.

Fluttershy broke the kiss and smiled sheepishly. She crawled back between Twilight’s legs and took a whiff of her wet sex. The smell seemed to intoxicate Fluttershy. She immediately gave the pink lips a tentative kiss, causing Twilight to react with a small spasm of pleasure. Fluttershy seemed unsure what to do, so she licked with a light pressure from the bottom towards the clit, like a popsicle. Twilight really liked that.

Fluttershy repeated that motion several more times. Twilight lifted her head and watched as Fluttershy began to spread her lower lips with her fingers, exposing the soft pink. She gave that a wet lick. The sensation made Twilight throw her head back, and Fluttershy licked several more times. Having someone else touch her was a long-missed pleasure. This is nice, thought Twilight, but we aren’t going to get anywhere if she’s not even going to stick her tongue IN. Maybe I should show her.

Twilight wasn’t more experienced, but she was better read on the subject of mutual masturbation with a female. She lifted her arm and was about to place her hand on Fluttershy’s head to signal for her to stop. Twilight let her continue, just for a few more moments. Fluttershy picked up on Twilight’s boredom, it seemed, and started to stroke her pussy with her two fingers, not looking up or moving her head much out of the way.

“O-okay, Fluttershy, let’s switch.” Twilight tried to sound more pleasured than she really was, although it did feel quite good. Fluttershy looked up with an excited, but worried face. She was hoping for some sort of finish, obviously, but her timid approach just didn’t cut it.

Twilight let Fluttershy sit on her knees as she herself got up. Fluttershy took Twilight’s place, sticking her legs in the air as her partner had done.

Fluttershy’s panties were soaked at the crotch. Twilight wasted no time getting them off and giving them a large lick just like Fluttershy had done. It tasted a lot like Fluttershy’s tongue did, but much more concentrated. The flavor was strange. It was somewhat sweet, and sort of metallic. It reminded her of the taste of blood.

A tiny amount of juice mixed with the saliva on her tongue, pooling in her cupped tongue. She savored the organic yet metallic taste before swallowing. Twilight then faced the task in front of her: a tight, virgin pussy waiting to be pleased. The image of Fluttershy waiting, her chest moving up and down with her breathing, the dripping slit, the trimmed pink hair above the fantastic pair of lips, it all made Twilight so much more horny. She put the secret box next to her, readying it for later. For now, she put the panties on the box and moved in to properly fuck Fluttershy with her own mouth.

Fluttershy was extremely horny herself, Twilight deduced. She experimented with her tongue different movements, different pressures, different locations to probe. Soon, she found the holy entrance, not long after thoroughly playing with Fluttershy’s clitoris. The feeling of Fluttershy’s pussy around her tongue was beyond great, and Twilight loved the taste and the fluids that were flowing into her mouth. She continued to thrust her tongue in and out of Fluttershy, coming out every so often to lick and kiss the lips. Soon her tongue and jaw were tired so she looked up, meeting an anxious and expectant face.

Before Fluttershy could object to the stoppage, Twilight put her pointer finger on Fluttershy’s clitoris. The anxiety in Fluttershy’s face turned to suspense. Twilight moved forward, twisting her wrist around to keep her finger in place, applying more pressure. A good amount of vaginal fluids lingered in Twilight’s mouth. She still didn’t hesitate to offer a big, wet kiss, swapping the juices back to the previous owner. The mouthful of fluids were exchanged several times.

Fluttershy pushed Twilight’s face away, and moved her down to her tit. Twilight sucked and bit at the erect nipple atop one of her large, soft breasts. The position allowed Twilight to slide her finger inside of her early morning lover. Fluttershy arched her back and let our a ragged gasp in response, forcing Twilight off her nipple, yet pushing her middle finger deeper inside past the second knuckle. Twilight wiggled her finger a bit, then moved it in and out, exploring the new depths. Fluttershy had regained her composure, now pressing her own breasts together. Twilight pushed her middle finger as deep as she could, moving it around and drinking in the pleasure she imagined Fluttershy experiencing.

High pitched moans escaped Fluttershy, who was squeezing and pinching her own breasts, her nails digging into the soft flesh as Twilight started to rhythmically fuck her with one finger. They continued, Twilight changing the rhythms with Fluttershy’s moving hips. A wet squelching noise occurred every time Twilight managed to fully insert her finger. Twilight took out her finger and watched Fluttershy open her eyes again.

        “Think you want two?” Twilight asked, hoping for a no so she could get a turn. “Or are you ready for a toy?” Twilight also liked the thought of pushing a phallus deep into Fluttershy. Mental images surfaced as Twilight slowly stroked both her and her lover’s pussies.

        Fluttershy squeaked slightly, having trouble finding her voice. She stopped trying to talk and got on all fours, taking the larger, smoothly ridged glass dildo of a green hue from the night stand. She sat back on her haunches and stuck the tool in her mouth. She wrapped her soft, full lips around the glass and sucked hard. Fluttershy relaxed her mouth some, opening as wide as she could and stuck the dildo at least six inches. She held back a gag, taking it two inches deeper, staring deep into Twilight’s eyes. Twilight simply watched, awe struck. Fluttershy took it all the way out, keeping the very tip on her lips. She ran her tongue along the head and looked to Twilight, who was touching herself at the sight. Fluttershy took the dildo, getting on all fours and offered it to Twilight. Her ass now pointed directly at Twilight.

        The show made Twilight wish she had a penis of her own to fuck Fluttershy’s face. The pussy presented to her made Twilight’s mouth water again, however.

Twilight moved forward and took the tool, placing tip at the pink entrance to pleasure. She tentatively started to insert it. The lips parted, slowly taking the girth. Finally, the head popped in, forcing Fluttershy’s elbows to wobble.  

Juices now started to flow in a continuous stream from the hot cunt. Twilight caught some and used it to re-lubricate the shaft of the dildo. Twilight put one hand on the base of the shaft of the dildo and her other on her own wet vag. She put the dildo in slowly, rocking back and forth on it to keep things interesting.

        Fluttershy started to pant, hard. Her elbows had long since became exhausted and she put her head into a pillow. Twilight moved closer to Fluttershy’s ass and slowly pumped the tool into her cunt.

She started gently, at first, going a little bit deeper each time. Fluttershy was going crazy, clenching the sheets harder with each push. Twilight started to grind the dildo around, getting a fantastic response. She pushed it in further this time, and again, again and again and again, deeper and deeper each time. Soon, Twilight found a new pressure; it felt as if she reached the cervix.

        “How you doing, sexy?” Twilight asked, mopping up some of the juices on the sheet with her tongue. She should have gotten a towel. Or a bowl.

        “FUCKING GREAT!” Fluttershy screamed in response. It wasn’t aggressive, but more desperate, pained. Twilight was surprised, but quickly went back to fucking Fluttershy.

        The entire length of the dildo, up to the widened base, was engulfed. Twilight grabbed the wide end and pulled, the pressure of Fluttershy’s cunt pushing it out with her. Twilight pushed it back in when just the smooth head remained inside. It was tough to push it in again, so Twilight took the same approach as before, this time pushing and pulling with a slightly quicker rhythm.

The noises the tool made as it pushed aside the walls of Fluttershy’s hot pussy made Twilight squirm with jealousy. She began shoving two fingers inside herself to ease the wait. Oh, Twilight thought, why can’t every night be like this?

With that thought she began to thrust the large dildo harder and deeper. Fluttershy’s ass and shoulders shuddered, her climax immanent. The sounds of her ragged breathing and pleasured moans made Twilight so horny. She retrieved her other hand and played with Fluttershy’s clitoris.

“Oh, OH MY, OH MY FUCKING GAAAWWWD!” Fluttershy was now screaming, her ravaged hole being fucked and massaged at the same time by the ribbed dildo. Juices just started to squirt all over Twilight’s torso and hands. Twilight pushed harder and faster now, with both hands. Twilight pulled the dildo out to the tip and slammed it home, time and time again, making Fluttershy shriek in pleasure over and over.

Finally, she reached her explosive climax. Fluids shot out of her cunt and Fluttershy’s throat was suddenly silent, caught in ecstasy. Fluttershy lost all control of her hips, spasmodically rocking back and forth, cumming for Twilight. More juices shot out which each thrust, the dildo pushing the excess pussy liquid out. Twilight kept going, wanting to create more heaven for the angelic, sexy thing on her knees in front of her.

Twilight’s frenzy was stopped finally by Fluttershy’s hand. “Thanks,” Fluttershy meekly said, regaining her quiet temperment.

Twilight laughed awkwardly at herself, taking the tool out of Fluttershy’s vagina. It was very wet and hot in Twilight’s hands. She decided it was her turn to be sexy. Twilight put the green glass dildo to her lips and looked at Fluttershy, whom had since rolled over to catch her breath.

Twilight sat on her knees and angled the dildo so it pointed straight down at her mouth, catching the dripping fluids in her lips. She savored the taste, licking off the last large drops. Twilight held the juice on her tongue, showing it to her partner. Fluttershy smiled and watched Twilight swirl it around in her mouth before swallowing.

“Can you do me?” Twilight asked, waving the large dildo in the air. “Uh, maybe we can use something a bit... smaller.” Twilight gained a lot of respect for Fluttershy just then. She gave a genuine smile and shared a loving kiss with her partner. The only things Twilight regretted were not seeing Fluttershy’s O face and forcing Fluttershy to exert herself after such an act on her behalf.

They laid together, allowing time recoup after the intense session. “Did it hurt?” Twilight was all too curious of exactly how it felt. She had felt only three things inside her own vagina: her fingers, her personal vibrator, and her old boyfriend back in the College of Magic and High Arts in Canterlot. She missed Amadeus, but the time since his departure had been more or less happy.      

Especially tonight.

Fluttershy took a deep breath and exhaled slowly though her nose. “Okay. I’ll be ready in a moment. Just let me go to the bathroom and get a drink.” She gave Twilight a brief but intimate kiss and got out of bed. Twilight sat up as she watched Fluttershy go into the bathroom that was only accessible from the master bedroom.

Twilight rolled over onto her belly and grabbed the secret box. Inside were six more dildos. It was apparent that the largest glass one wouldn’t fit with the others inside. Twilight grabbed the second largest and most appealing one, a dark red vibrator with an anatomically correct shape. It was above average length for a penis, as far as she could tell.

 Amadeus came back into her mind, and she missed his strong hands. Most of all, she missed his music. He had a surprisingly wide repertoire of solos and melodies hat he could pull through his trumpet without paper in front of him. She especially loved the slow song in a haunting minor that he played a little sweeter every time.

Twilight shook her head at the way her mind worked. She went from comparing vibrators to a song her ex played for her. How weird was that?

Fluttershy walked back in from the bathroom and spied Twilight, laying ass up on her bed looking at her toys. Twilight craned her neck around, trying her best not to disturb the unintentional view she offered. There they lingered for a moment.

Twilight gave her a smile and rolled onto her back, letting her legs slide open. Fluttershy stood for another moment and drank in the view. Twilight turned her head slightly and raised one eyebrow.

“Oh, just one second!” Fluttershy skipped out to the kitchen. Twilight got up and lazily stooped over the railing; she was really tired from last night. She noticed they had knocked a paining off the wall earlier. As she righted the painting, Twilight heard a clinking noise in the kitchen. She went to investigate, still nude.

Fluttershy was busy in the kitchen with a hot pan and nothing but an apron on. The first grays of dawn were visible through the window near the table. Twilight could see the chicken coop and the edge of the Everfree Forest.

“Oh,” Fluttershy said in a worried tone. “I’m so sorry, Twi, I was just so hungry, I thought I'd put together an extra early breakfast. Want some grandpa eggs and hash browns? Or maybe chorizo and eggs?” Twilight noticed the impressive amount of ingredients laid across the counter space.

“I’d love some. Uh, no need to make anything too complex.” Twilight was starving. She walked over to the sink and washed her hands. She hoped Fluttershy did too, even if she did ingest her body fluids earlier. “Wow, looks like you’re feeding an army.” Twilight walked to the island and watched Fluttershy grate some potatoes, bread in the toaster waiting to be pushed down. They were both nude, minus the apron Fluttershy wore.

Twilight got a drink of water, watching Fluttershy whip together some eggs. “Is there anything I can do?” Twilight asked.

Without pausing in her work, Fluttershy replied, “Uh, I suppose you could set the table and finish grating that potato. Just be extra careful not to cut up your fingers on the grater.” She added the eggs to the pan.

“Sure thing,” Twilight said. She walked to the cupboards next to Fluttershy’s head and magically floated out two plates and two cups. She pecked Fluttershy on the cheek before setting them on the table and grating the last portion of the potato. When she finished, Twilight put the grater in the sink and put the cutting board and potato bits on the counter by the stove.

“Thank you so much, sweetie,” Fluttershy greatfuly said. Her hands were now busy frying up hash browns and a large omelet. “Oh, could you grab the cheddar and grate some of that as well? I mean, if you like cheddar on your omelets.”

“Of course!” Twilight went  to the fridge and retrieved a carefully wrapped hunk of sharp cheddar cheese. Now this, thought  Twilight, is a good morning. Even if I didn’t finish last night.

The meal was made before Twilight knew it, and they sat across from each other at the table. The very satisfying breakfast consisted of a large egg and cheddar omelet, toast with the center removed and filled with part of a fried egg, crisp hash browns, buttered toast with apple jelly, orange juice and fresh grapefruit halves. The somewhat rugged simplicity didn't seem to fit the shy and dainty Fluttershy, but it was delicious and very filling. Almost no conversation occurred during the meal. Twilight and Fluttershy were busy downing their breakfast with the appetite of pot heads and the haste of hungry lovers.

Twilight, now full, found herself staring at Fluttershy again. She ate every bite Fluttershy served up, and could fit no more in her tummy. Now, she felt safe admiring the curves.

“How was it?” Fluttershy said, breaking Twilight’s daydream.

Twilight stood up and stretched, raising her hands and extending her arms high over her head. “Simply delicious, thank you so much! As much as I want seconds, I couldn't eat another bite.” Twilight let out a yawn and started to collect the dirty dishes.

“Thanks for liking it.” Fluttershy also got up and stretched. Fluttershy had since put her plain purple apron away.

Twilight almost dropped her armful of dishes when Fluttershy bent over and touched her toes, exposing her recently pleasured pink. She carefully placed the plates and glasses and forks in the sink and began to wash the plates. Fluttershy walked over and hugged Twilight from behind, humming softly. She kissed Twilight on the cheek, then on the neck, then the shoulder. Fluttershy’s hands simultaneously massaged Twilight’s stomach and shut off the tap. Twilight raised her head and let Fluttershy kiss and suck on her tender skin.

“Oh, Fluttershy...” Twilight was horny all over again, this time with a full battery after the recharging meal.

At the response, Fluttershy moved one hand up and cupped Twilight’s right breast. Her other moved south, pushing against Twilight’s inner thigh. The sensation made Twilight’s feet spread slightly, forcing her forward onto the edge of the sink for  balance.

“C-can I show you something I think y-you’ll really like?” Fluttershy asked in a hurried and stressed voice. Twilight looked back and could manage only a nod.

Hand in hand, they returned to the bedroom. Fluttershy immediately jumped into her closet, closing the door behind her. “One moment!” Twilight could hear from behind the door.

She looked at the clock on the small night stand, it was half past six now. I should be waking up now, Twilight thought.

Fluttershy soon emerged, still wearing nothing. In her hands however, was a latex piece of clothing, it looked to be underwear. What kind of weird fetish-

“I’m n-not sure if you’ll be so into.... this, but please, would you want to try a.... a strap-on?” Fluttershy was blushing, holding one arm behind her back while the other limply held the apparatus. The phallus attached at the crotch was quite large and the same color as Fluttershy’s bright skin.

Twilight was blown back to the bed. “W-well, uh,” she struggled to imagine Fluttershy with it on. Fluttershy with a cock, ramming her just seemed silly. They had only became romantic last night, even if they were very close friends.

“Will you a-at least try it?” Fluttershy asked in a whisper, pointing her fingers together again. Oh, how can I say no to her now? Twilight thought.

Twilight took in a deep breath and readied herself mentally. “Let me see you with it on, first.” That was stupid. She would need to put it on first if she wanted to do me with it.

Fluttershy made and excited squee through her sudden grin and slipped carefully into the tight fit. Her motion made her face away from Twilight. Fluttershy’s tight ass was squeezed even tighter in the latex ass of the strap-on. Twilight bit her bottom lip automatically. Fluttershy turned around and adjusted the garment, it fit her skin tight. From her crotch, the dildo sprouted straight out.

Twilight failed to adequately stifle a snicker at the way it bobbed around when Fluttershy walked and pulled on the latex. They both shared a generous laugh at the situation.

Twilight was still agonizingly horny. Well, she thought, with Fluttershy, it will probably be pretty nice. Twilight sat up on the side of the bed and put her hands, palms down, on the edge. “Looks really...” she paused and put a hand on her upper thigh and spread her leg just the slightest bit. “Really nice.” Twilight was beginning to accept the situation more and more.

Fluttershy held the dildo to stop the comic flailing and slowly walked to the bed and stuck the phallus in front of Twilight’s face. Twilight took it in her hand and licked the tip. It had been cleaned, recently.

She stuck the large head in her mouth. It nearly filled her mouth on it’s own. Twilight spit on the shaft and started to spread the saliva around by jerking it off. It seemed sort of silly, masturbating a bit of rubbery plastic. Silly, but fun, thought Twilight. Butt fun. Twilight gulped away that thought.

“Uh,” Fluttershy interrupted, “I have lube, if that’s what you need.” Fluttershy was blushing deeply, but also wore a humorous grin.

“Wait,” Twilight held the strap-on in her hand and pointed it at her mouth. “I’m having fun.”

Blow jobs really were fun to her, especially the reaction she got from Amadeus during her college days. He would moan and exhale curse words when she sucked his cock. Just thinking of how dirty it was, thinking of the dirty words they said in the heat of things made her extremely horny.

Twilight stuck more of the dildo in, putting her hands on Fluttershy’s ass. She wrapped her lips around the shaft and sucked hard, pulling back. The dildo wasn’t hot like a real dick, and the top layer of skin wasn’t soft on top of the rock hard organ underneath. Still, she fucked it with her mouth, using her tongue to massage the underside. The shape was very close to the real thing.

Fluttershy let her continue the practice session for another minute. Twilight managed to get nearly the entire length into her throat. She was at least a year out of practice, and the new opportunity to suck surprised Twilight at how much she recalled so quickly. Twilight decided to take the length as deep as she could. She fought her gag reflex, managing to get almost the entire length into her throat. The head and shaft pushed against her tongue and the top of her esophagus. Her breath ran out, and she had to push Fluttershy back.

“Way to go,” Fluttershy said in a soft voice, which was overlapped by Twilight’s coughing fit. “A-are you ready? Should I grab the lube?”

Twilight wiped her lips and nodded. She wasn’t sure if she would need it, her pussy was dripping and her saliva still clung to the strap-on. Fluttershy went into the closet and grabbed a bottle of clear liquid and a clear plastic sheet.

“Could you help me with the sheet, Twi?” Twilight didn’t mind the pet name, but the delay was infuriating. Twilight threw off the soft cloth quilt and sheets and hastily fit the plastic on with Fluttershy’s help.

Twilight threw herself onto the new fuck-mat. The rubber sheet stopped her motion instantly with a painful catch of friction. Fluttershy also hopped on the bed, but much more gingerly.

She held the large bottle of baby oil over Twilight’s belly and let a long stream fall on her torso. Twilight massaged herself, first her stomach where the oil landed. Then up to her small and perky breasts, squeezing and pushing them around. She covered her chest completely. Then her hands moved down to her navel and slid to her crotch. The oil combined with her own fluids and pooled between her legs. She writhed in the moment of pleasure she allowed herself before flipping over and letting Fluttershy massage her back. The surface was now very slick.

Fluttershy let more lubricant fall up and down Twilight’s back, sending chills up and down her spine. She flexed and shivered reflexively. Fluttershy closed the bottle and set it aside. Twilight relaxed and laid her head on her arms as Fluttershy’s small hands worked the oil into her skin. The massage felt good, but Twilight was bored. She craned her neck around and tried to watch Fluttershy work. They met eyes, and Twilight tried to give her the “go lower” signal.

Fluttershy seemed to get it and started to massage her ass. Twilight turned her head forward again, but kept her chin pointed as high as she could. Fluttershy began to massage her thighs, then her calves, her arms, Twilight’s body was soon completely coated in slick oil.  

Twilight flipped over, slipping badly. She sat up and held Fluttershy to her, kissing her deeply and trying to coat her as well. They furiously swapped spit, breathing hard and tongues wrestling.

Twilight and Fluttershy held each other in a slippery embrace for a short moment before Fluttershy pushed Twilight onto her back. They kept their mouths together, making out with deep passion. Fluttershy moved her hands to Twilight’s breasts and gave the wet mounds a big squeeze. Twilight couldn’t help but break the tongue wrestling session.

Fluttershy grabbed the bottle of lube again, having trouble getting a firm grasp on it. “Open up,” she commanded. Twilight opened her mouth as wide as she could. Fluttershy let a slow stream, almost a drip fall into Twilight’s mouth. She filled Twilight’s mouth nearly halfway before stopping. Twilight sat up and got on all fours, moving to Fluttershy’s fake erection.

Twilight opened her mouth wide again and tilted her head back to not spill any. It tasted rather neutral, with no flavor at all. She spit slowly onto the cock, moving back and forth to coat the entire length. After drooling most of the lube, she held the remaining portion on her tongue and looked up to Fluttershy.

“Want me to fuck your pretty face?” Fluttershy had taken the dominant role, Twilight observed with a renewed enthusiasm. Now we’re fucking!

Twilight simply stuck her tongue out as far as she could and smiled. Fluttershy put one hand on the dildo and the other on Twilight’s head. Twilight stared up as the tip prodded her tongue. Fluttershy then placed the fat head onto the middle of Twilight’s tongue and pushed forward. Twilight looked down and quickly wrapped her lips around the entire head, engulfing nearly two inches.The phallus was really slippery now, and Twilight jerked it off slowly while going deep into her throat.

Twilight only wished the dick belonged to her ex-love so he could share in the raunchy fun. Twilight envisioned Fluttershy’s knees going weak and her breathing becoming ragged. She would grab Twilight’s hair and clench her teeth and fuck her face faster. Curse words would come out with every exhalation, and before long Twilight would force herself back. She would grab the base of the shaft and jerk it as fast as she could and lap the hot head of the dick with her tongue. Before ten seconds were up, a series of long, thick, hot white globs would impact n her face. The cum would pool on her eyelids, dripping all the way to her chin. Some would cling to her bangs and make a real mess of her hair. The next few shots would fall wetly to her cheeks and into her mouth. She imagined the hot, salty taste, the aroma the jizz on her upper lip would shoot to her brain.The last drops would fall to her tits, while the thick, hot cum dripped down from her chin. She would massage the semen into her chest with one hand and catch any dripping cum with her other. Oh my god, I miss real cock so much, Twilight thought.

“Twilight!” Fluttershy finally broke her stupor. She had been rubbing her chest and jerking off Fluttershy without realizing.

Twilight fell onto her back, the wet sheet made a loud slap. Fluttershy had a mildly disturbed face on, and Twilight wanted to explain her actions. She began to open her mouth when Fluttershy slapped her pussy with the strap-on. A sharp combination of pain and pleasure shot up her spine.

Fluttershy grabbed Twilight by the ankles and put them over her shoulders. “What are yo-OOOOH!” Fluttershy forced the head in without warning. The sudden force rocked Twilight, forcing her to go limp in extreme pleasure for a moment. The sudden stimulation was too much for her.

 Fluttershy saw the response, taking it as a sign of submission and started to thrust. At first it was gentle.  Her hips swayed back and forth with the rhythm of a gentle top spinning, slowly widening it’s radius as it slows and swaying further and further. Fluttershy was soon halfway into Twilight, the dildo pushing the walls of Twilight’s pussy aside. Her

lower lips squeezed tightly around the fake cock. Fluttershy watched as Twilight’s vagina slowly gave more and more ground to her dick.

The penetration felt so good to Twilight. The pushing on her insides was too much to take. She arched her back as the length went further and further into her soft hole. Fluttershy now started to pick up the pace, putting more force into her thrusts. The girth was starting to become painful, stretching out Twilight’s tight pussy.

Twilight’s entire body was covered in slick lubricant. Every thrust made her slide back, making her head eventually smack against the head board in rhythm. Fluttershy noticed long before Twilight did. Her tongue had since flopped out of her mouth in joy.

Fluttershy stopped thrusting and pulled out. She kneeled over Twilight and helped her to get on her own knees. Twilight was still in a bit of a trance, but realized that her partner had laid down on her back, expecting her to ride.

Twilight then straddled Fluttershy, facing her face and lowered herself onto the cock. She gripped the base with one hand to guide it in and spread her pussy with her other. Fluttershy’s breath caught at the sight of Twilight’s spread cunt from behind.

The dildo parted Twilight’s lips once more. Twilight let her weight force the cock up inside of her, the head sliding wetly deeper. Soon, Twilight had her entire mass supported by Fluttershy’s dick. The tip was pressing against her cervix; this was the deepest anything had ever penetrated her before.

Twilight let out a high, loud moan at the sensation of Fluttershy slowly and forcefully thrusting upwards. The head pressed harder against her cervix, but could not quite penetrate. Twilight’s moan turned into a crazed scream of pleasure and pain.

Fluttershy let her hips fall and immediately thrust again. She repeated again, and again Twilight could not hope to stifle her screams. Fluttershy continued faster and faster, the wet flesh of Twilight's thighs smacked into Fluttershy's thick thighs. Sweat combined with the lube on their skin, making it even more slick.

The pleasure was quickly escalating in Twilight’s aching vagina. Her walls squeezed tightly around the cock with every thrust in a series of orgasmic squirts. Twilight slammed down onto Fluttershy in rhythm, which was becoming more and more violent. Twilight cried out at every thrust now.

Twilight was now sucking air and fucking with all her might. Her mind went blank and the pain transformed into ecstasy. She absolutely fucking loved getting pounded like this. The rhythm picked  up to a spastic presto and Twilight could do nothing but spread her legs as wide as she could to get her cunt lower.

Fluttershy suddenly pulled out and got on her knees. Twilight looked back in expectant disappointment at the pause. Fluttershy pulled Twilight’s ass up to get her to stand on all fours.

Fluttershy quickly penetrated again, fucking Twilight doggy-style. She thrusted deeper and faster, again slamming into Twilight’s cervix from behind.

Twilight's mouth hung wide open, her tongue and hair flapping about wildly. Fluttershy saw she was going to climax any second and grabbed Twilight’s hair. Twilight let her head get pulled up and craned her neck while arching her back. Twilight’s ravaged pussy was getting fucked faster and deeper than before, making her drool from both pairs of lips. She was ready to explode. Fluttershy kept the pace up and pushed her finger into Twilight’s anus.

Twilight came instantly. Her knees and elbows collapsed, her asshole and pussy shuddered, along with her spine, in orgasm. Fluids shot out of her cunt, coating Fluttershy’s knees and rubber sheet. After a solid dozen seconds of trembling climax, Twilight laid limp on the sheet and panted heavily.

The spectacle made Fluttershy blush heavily. Her bed was covered in lube and sex fluids. The stench of dirty fucking choked the air. Not to mention her filthy finger, or the rest of her skin, for that matter. Twilight simply lay on her chest, twitching every several seconds.

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Twilight fell into a coma after the session. She awoke in Fluttershy’s dry and soft bed, feeling thirsty and very, very sore. The light filtering in from the window was a deep orange, that of dusk. What the fuck happened? she thought, struggling to sit up. Her body ached and her teeth felt like putty.

She glanced to the clock. It read 6:48 P.M. It had either been twelve hours since they began, or thirty six. That was the best. She glanced again to the night stand and noticed a slip of paper. It read:

Twilight,

        I had so much fun today! When you wake, up, drink some more water. You need some fluids in you. I  left you dinner in the fridge. I’ll be back before sunset.  I left a joint downstairs on the counter by the toaster, if you want a smoke! I am going to run some errands and do some grocery shopping. Thanks so much for everything. I will return sometime between 8 and 9, depending on how long my spa visit with Rarity lasts. Don’t worry, our secret will remain ours. Please stick around my place and rest some, I think we may have gotten too rough last night.

-I love you XOXO

  Fluttershy

She dotted her exclamation marks with hearts. Twilight sighed and lay back down. Fluttershy was so... so kind. She hugged the sheets closer to herself, they were dry. She was sticky. Twilight found no comfortable position and her vagina was sore. She got up and went to the bathroom and examined herself.

Her nipples had tiny bite marks on them. Her vagina walls were widened a bit and her lips were no longer the inviting soft lips they once were. They were flimsy pink flaps with tan folds on the outside, not soft, round hills surrounding her holy valley. Twilight hoped they would heal and become taut and sexy again soon.

Twilight’s eyes looked tired. Her face looked happy but exhausted in the mirror. She relieved herself and washed her hands and face with fragrant, light soap.

She ventured downstairs, wearing her Pantera shirt and found a glass and a jug of filtered water in the fridge. She retrieved some spaghetti in a tub, put it in the microwave and pushed the minute button.

There was a joint on the counter, but it looked badly made. It was lumpy and had a few small holes.

Twilight sat on the counter, reeling in the sex she had. Was Fluttershy always a lesbian? If anyone, she thought, Rainbow Dash, sporting the visible light spectrum on her hair, would be the advocate for the gay community. Yet she had a boyfriend, and condoms in her purse. And why did Fluttershy have so many toys, especially a strap on? She must be into girls, Twilight concluded. Fortunate for me, I suppose. But with whom did she play with?

She closed her eyes and listened to the microwave hum. She recalled the taste of Fluttershy’s pussy. Honestly, it was quite revolting. But in the moment, in the sheer passion and the passion it brought forth, the taste was delicious.

She relived the scene. Twilight had her finger deep inside Fluttershy. The hot, wet walls giving way to her finger. It was soft, living tissue she had massaged from the inside, and it was fantastic. It wasn’t the same when she was inside herself. It was boring, then. She didn’t get the joy of another’s twitches and moans, the feeling of generously controlling someone’s reproductive organ. Twilight loved the power she felt when she made Fluttershy scream and gasp in pleasure.

The microwave beeped. Twilight retrieved her dinner and let it cool for a moment to grab her lighter from her purse which lay on the counter nearby.

She hopped down and got out her bag of weed and her tiny one-hitter pipe that looked like a  normal cigarette. Twilight placed them next to each other in a neat pattern on the counter. The joint Fluttershy made was terrible, really. Twilight didn’t have much skill herself, but she did have magic.

She broke the paper open inside the bag, spilling its contents. She had roughly ten good size bowls left, she figured. Easily thirty or forty with her little pipe.

Twilight loaded the metal cigarette and took a slow drag. It was rough, but really strong. She felt her face muscles get hit with a wave of relaxation, which slowly spread to her entire body.

She exhaled and picked up her plate. It was delicious. Fluttershy was a skilled chef. The sauce was flavorful, yet meatless. Chunks of tomatoes and tiny bits of onions gave it flavor and texture beyond that of shit from a can.

Twilight finished her meal and washed her plate. She took two more hits and packed up her things. She felt pretty good, but very tired. Twilight ascended the stairs and went back to the bathroom. She tossed her shirt into the bedroom and turned on the bathwater.

Twilight lowered herself in when the tub finally filled. The old-fashion design wasn’t just for taste, it was definitely as old as it looked, even if it was clean. It didn’t matter to Twilight at all, she just needed to scrub off last night.

Fluttershy had a modest selection of body washes and shampoos. Twilight took her time washing up, taking special care for her sore portion.

She emerged from the tub some time later, squeaky clean. Her vagina was still quite sore, but had seemed to look quite a bit better. Her asshole felt untouched, as it should be. Twilight stood still for only one second at the remembrance of the precise moment orgasm came. She toweled off and crawled into the warm bed, nice and toasty. Fluttershy had, obviously, replaced the wet rubber sheet with the regular quilt, so soft and warm.

Twilight noticed that there was a spot that wasn’t damp, but still not quite dry. She smiled, remembering the night with much content and quickly found restful sleep.

End of chapter 1