Chaotic Harmony: The Clop Scenes
by shirotora
First published
Shiro and friend's more intimate moments from my story [url=/story/30508/chaotic-harmony]Chaotic Harmony[/url].
Shiro and friends in their more intimate moments. These are the clop scenes for my story Chaotic Harmony. I would recommend reading that first otherwise you won't know what's going on, and why the Mane six (when their chapters are posted) are the way they are, and who they're with.
Chapter 14: Shiro and Jynx's first time
Chapter 19: Jynx's birthday present to Shiro
Chapter 44: Human Jynx
Love is a Battlefield: Rainbow Dash and Jet before the war
Party of Two: Pinkie Pie and Jet's first time together
Just Married: Midnight Star's and Applebloom's honeymoon.
Others to come
Chapter 14
As we kissed, I ran my paw down her side to her flank. I was surprised that the fur of the cutie mark was stiffer than the silky smooth fur everywhere else. I was also surprised to find that it's a sensitive spot. She cooed as I played with it.
She broke the kiss, “Um,” she said, “I... I’ve never done this.”
I gave her a reassuring smile, “It's OK, I’ll take care of you.”
I began planting kisses down her body starting at her neck and working my way down. First to her chest, then lower stopping for a moment at each nipple. As I did my paw found it's way to her marehood, already moistening for what's to come.
My fingers teased her lips, running along the outside before sliding across her crevice. She moaned in excitement with every pass. It was music to my ears, but I wanted to hear more.
I dipped a finger in a little before removing it. She moaned happily, so I did it again. This time I put it in deeper and slowly started thrusting it in and out. Ooh's and aah' were my reward.
I removed my finger and lowered my head. Her pink puff inches from my face. It was easy to see through her light brown fur. Her juices glistening on her slit, the smell, the small moans. It was enough to drive any man crazy.
I started on the outside, licking the fluid from her mound. I then moved on to the valley, running my tongue up and down, her hips gyrating with my movements.
I plunged my tongue into her hole. She inhaled deeply, “oh, shit.” that's what I like to hear. I wiggled around in her, tasting her insides. It was the most delicious thing I had ever tasted. When she moaned the loudest I held there, working that spot.
Her back arched up as her walls twitched and contracted as wave after wave of pleasure hit her. I held what I was doing until her orgasm subsided.
When she finally relaxed again I pulled myself up and kissed her.
I looked into her eyes. I didn't need to ask, she was more than ready.
I guided the head of my member to her entrance and slowly inserted the tip. She gasped as the unfamiliar tool invaded her marehood. I let her adjust as I slowly put more of my length into her.
She bit down on her hoof to keep from crying out as our pelvises met. We stayed like that for a moment as her walls adjusted to my organ.
“I’m OK. You can move now.” she said.
I, slowly, began a rhythmic series of thrusts, each of which brought a new set of moans and sighs. Gradually, I increased the speed and strength of my thrusts until the sound of fur colliding with miost fur joined the sounds already being made.
I could feel the tremors in her building she was close to her second orgasm of the night. I could feel it build until she once again arched her back as she pulled me into her with her legs. I continued thrusting until she finished.
“Do you want to keep going.” I asked.
She nodded her head and said, “You can do whatever you want with me.”
I kissed her again before flipping her over onto her stomach and lifting her hips. Guiding my eager penis back to its home I resumed where I left off. With my paws on her flanks, I thrust my hips, while pulling her into me.
It was a little bit rougher than before but Jynx didn't complain. In fact she was already close to a third climax. I increased my pace as I felt my own approach.
Her moans grew louder and louder, drowning out the sound of fur slapping fur.
“Cum in me, cum in me.” she pleaded.
After a few more thrusts she came harder than before, her muscles gripping my shaft tight. It sent me over the edge. I gripped her flank tight and let out a roar as I pumped load after load of my seed into her cavity.
After our joint orgasm subsided we slumped on the bed, my penis sliding out with a pop.
Chapter 19
I capped my claws, and climbed into bed, drawing her into a deep kiss. She reached down and began stroking my member slowly. She flipped me over onto my back and began kissing me down my chest, going lower until she lightly kissed the head of my penis. I watched as she licked the shaft from base to tip and then wrapped her lips around me. Being the first time she's done this she wasn't very experienced, but I didn't care. It was one of the best feelings I’ve ever felt. She started moving her head back and forth, as I reveled in the pleasure.
I began moving my hips with her as she picked up the pace. She started moaning as she played with herself driving me closer.
I felt myself get ready to blow, “I'm about to cum.” I warned, but she continued.
She moved her hooves to my waist and held on as I erupted into her mouth. She took it all without protest. When I finished she continued to lick up every drop.
She giggled and said, “It's not as bad as I thought.”
“My turn.” I said and picked her up and dropped her onto her back.
Wasting no time I pulled off her soaked panties, and lowered my face to take in her aroma. Licked up and down her glistening slit. She moaned with each pass I made. Thanks to her excitement and her playing with herself already it didn't take long for her climax to approach. She started bucking her hips as her moans grew louder forcing my tongue deeper until she arched her back, and her juices flowed onto my face and the sheets.
I came back up to face level and kissed her again. Holding her tight I rolled onto my back putting her on top of me. She knew what I was getting at. She reached down, stroking me as she lined herself up with my erection. She raised up her hips and placed the tip against her waiting hole. She moaned as she slowly lowered her hips, taking my entirety into her.
Giving herself a moment to adjust, she rocked her hips getting it exactly where she wanted it and rose up until only the tip still remained, and dropped down with a slap. She repeated this process, each time faster and more forceful until she had a steady rhythm going. I matched her movements with thrusts of my own, my paws squeezing her flank. Her moans and my Grunts grew in volume as the pressure grew in intensity.
Her muscles clinched around me as she reached orgasm. The sensation sent me over the edge and I poured my seed into her womb. We held each other throughout the explosion of pleasure. Until my erection cooled and fell out of her.
We kissed some more, and decided a shower was in order. Jynx went into the bathroom and turned the water on. I could hear her singing as I sat on the bed.
I decided once just wasn't enough and went into the bathroom.
“I'm almost done, I’ll be out in a minute.” I ignored her and stepped in and mounted her, “Oh, is that what you want?”
Nothing romantic, no foreplay, I just guided my organ to her love and entered her. She surprised at first by my forceful, but gentle approach, but she soon lost herself to the feeling of my member reaching deep inside of her. It filled her with pure ecstasy with every thrust.
Her legs shook as I pushed into her again and again. Her climax came stronger this time. Her walls felt like they were squeezing every drop of semen out of me as her pussy drank it up.
When we recovered we turned off the shower realizing it would be pointless taking one now. We were just going to get dirty again.
We made love three more times that night.
Chapter 44
Jynx's fingers brushed up and down my growing manhood. In seconds it was standing at full mast, ready for the activities soon to come. Pure ecstasy shot through my body as thin lite fingers lightly wrapped around my member and began slowly stroking. I pulled her down into a kiss, our tongues dancing around the others.
As she worked on me I reached down and grabbed her shirt, pulling it up. Jynx lifted her arms to allow me to free her pert breasts. It was a rare treat for me to be able to strip my wife. Usually it's only after parties and formal events. The rarity of such things made it that much more enjoyable.
I gazed at the golden orbs in front of me. They weren't big, but not really small. I brought myself to them, sucking and licking on the nipples. Her moans excited me further, I wanted more. I slid my paws down, fumbling with the button on her pants. My thick fingers had some difficulty but I managed. My kisses trailed down her stomach as I slowly pulled off her last article of clothing.
She may have looked different but she still tasted the same as always. I slid my tongue up and down her moistened slit, lapping up her juices. Her moans told me how to proceed. She leaned back against the couch cushion, her eyes closed and mouth open. I found her spot with practiced ease and soon she was approaching her climax. Her hands gripped the seats as orgasms shot through her. Her pussy spasming as I continued licking.
She relaxed as the pleasure subsided. I looked up and down the body of my transformed wife. Her smooth skin shined in the light from sweat. I picked her up and placed her on the floor in front of the fireplace. It was too warm for a fire but it was still a favorite place of ours. I placed myself between her legs, adjusting myself to meet her love. I teased it for a second before slowly pressing my swollen cock into her.
She was tighter than usual, like she was a virgin again. It took all my willpower not to finish right there. Her moans just made it harder. When I got myself under control I started moving. In a few seconds she matched my rhythm, rocking her hips in time with my thrusts. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me deeper inside. I cupped one of her breasts in my paw as I kissed her again.
All too soon her moans began getting louder as her sex began twitching at a faster rate. She was approaching climax, and I was right with her. Her walls clenched around me as she was plunged into bliss bringing me with her. Wave after wave of orgasmic joy poured over us as my hot seed was shot deep into her womb.
We laid there for some time as we recovered from our exertions. My soldier retreated, sliding out of it's favorite place.
Love is a Battlefield
Rainbow Dash and Jet walked through the war camp. Dash was still adjusting to the added weight of the armor and spear. Not to mention the sickles on her back legs made waking different. Jet didn't have any armor or weapons as he planned on fighting in his true form letting his scales protect him and his claws and breath be his weapons.
“Hay, Jet,” Rainbow Dash broke the silence, “Do you love me?”
Jet was caught off guard by the question, “Of course. Why would you even have need to ask that?”
Dash didn't answer, instead she posed another question, “Why?”
“Oh, my Lika (heart),” He stopped her and looked into her eyes, “If I were to tell you everything I love about you we would be here until dawn. You are kind, loving, funny, strong, dedicated... beautiful.”
“You really think so?” Dash asked, “Most guys think I’m scrawny.”
“Then I must thank them.” Jet said, much to Dash's confusion, “If they had realized there ignorance, I might have met you too late.”
Dash smiled. It was the first time she truly felt loved. True, she once loved Gil as much, but she knew she just convinced herself he returned the feeling. With Jet, though it was different. She TRIED, to no avail, to tell herself he wasn't any better just like she always did with guys she liked. It was why she wasn't the one with Shiro. She had a crush on him once, but was so afraid he would be just like Gil that she let him slip away. She wasn't going to make the same mistake twice.
“You know, Jet.” She said somberly, “We might not make it tomorrow. We might die.”
“Rainbow, do not speak like that.” Jet said, “I will not lie and say it is not true, but it does no good to dwell on it.”
“I know.” Dash said, “It's just that... if tonight is going to be our last night together, I want it to be memorable.”
Jet nodded in understanding, “What do you want to...”
He was cut off by his fillyfriend's lips on his. No more words were spoken as the polychromatic pegasus led the dragony somewhere they wouldn't be disturbed.
In a clearing in the nearby woods, Rainbow Dash stopped and gazed into Jet's eyes, "Show me how much you love me."
Jet wrapped his fore-hooves around his mare and pulled her into a passionate kiss. Breaking the kiss, Rainbow reached down and unbuckled the sickles from her back legs, followed by the rest of her armor. With those out of the way, Dash resumed the kiss. After another minute, she grabbed Jet's shoulders and shifted her weight. The black dragony was slammed down on his back. The competitive mare didn't waste any time. She jumped on him and gave a mischievous grin before pressing her lips to his again, her tongue darting past his lips. Even in pony form, his teeth were sharp. The sensation of them brushing her tongue served to excite her further. She was always attracted to predators for some reason. Perhaps it was the danger, or maybe it was a family thing. After all Jynx was with Shiro.
Distracted by Jet's teeth and her inner musing, she didn't feel the hooves find position on her belly. With a quick thrust Jetaga launched Rainbow over his head and onto her back. Before she could find her breath, he leaped on top of her. The half dragon pinned her fore hooves over her head and commenced his counter attack. His kisses started with her mouth, slowly going down her neck, then her chest, and stomach. He lingered on her teats for a moment, kneading them and suckling on her pert nipples. He had to reposition to go further. He removed one of his hooves from her's and turned as much as he could. With his now free hoof, he grabbed her hind leg and pulled her lower body closer. Rainbow shuddered as she felt his hot breath on her wet marehood, and gasped as his tongue began exploring her opening.
With Jet's focus on servicing her, Dash managed to wrestle one of her hooves free. Her free hoof darted out to Jet's hind leg and pulled it from under him. He fell onto his side as Rainbow rolled on top of him once again. Without letting him recover for a moment, she grabbed his hardened pole and wrapped her lips around it. Jet's mind went blank from ecstasy. It took him several moments to regain enough willpower to reach up and give a firm tug on her multicolored tail, eliciting a muffled yelp from the mare. With her tail held tight, his tongue found her slit and began lapping up her juices.
Rainbow bobbed her head up and down vigorously on the cock as her pussy was assaulted by her lover. She was determined to be in control of their love making, but Jet wasn't making it easy. He knew how to please a mare. Finally, she couldn't take anymore, she had to take a breath. The moment his penis was free of the pegasus' mouth, Jet's hind legs wrapped around Dash's neck and pulled her into a full forward roll, landing on her belly. She pushed herself onto her hooves. Jet leaped onto her and plunged his member into her snatch. The sudden penetration caught her off guard, and her hind legs went ridged while her front legs buckled. The dragony began pounding her box fast, hard, and rough... just how she liked it.
Rainbow Dash couldn't hold back her moans. Her head was lost in the feeling of Jet's meat stick ravaging her insides. It seemed like forever, but still too soon her climax was approaching. She wasn't going to be beaten at anything, even sex. She reached her hoof around his neck and pulled him into a kiss before rolling him over her shoulder. Climbing on top of him, she slammed her pleasure cave down on his little soldier.
She rocked her hips vigorously as they both approached orgasm. Jet knew it was too late to retaliate, and accepted defeat. He felt the pressure that had been building suddenly release, painting her insides with his sticky seed.
“Oh, fuck yes!” Dash's back arched as her walls clenched down in Jet's rod and hips bucked on their own, milking him for every drop. They rode out the waves of pleasure before Rainbow Dash collapsed on the chest of her lover. They laid there panting and basking in the afterglow of their intimacy. Dash looked up at Jet and smiled, “I won.”
Party of Two
The day was overcast and gray. It was dreary and dull, without even the birds to brighten it with song. To sum it up; it was a shitty day. Yet, despite that, one bubbly pink pony hopped through town singing merrily to herself.
"Party rock is in the house tonight.
Everypony just have a good time
And we gonna make you lose your mind
Everypony just have a good time."
She was about to knock on the door when her Pinkie senses alerted her to the danger. She jumped out of the way just as the door was flung open as a khaki hornless unicorn, and a white tiger came rushing out.
"Hi Jynx, hi Shiro!" Pinkie said, oblivious of their urgency, "I'm throwing a party tonight and-"
Shiro cut her off, "Pinkie, as much as we want to, we can't. Jynx has to get to the university to examine something someone found that could be dangerous, and I have to take care of a quarry eel outbreak near Vanhoover. I'll bring you back something nice to make up for it, k."
"Aww, Applejack is busy with harvest, Rarity's swamped with work, Dashie's at the Wonderbolts' show, Twilight and Fluttershy are in Canterlot, and now you guy's are going, too."
Shiro looked at her sympathetic, "I'm sorry, Pinks. I'll get everyone together to make it up to you, alright. Just don't be sad. I hate seeing you sad more than anyone."
"It's okay, Shiro." She smiled sadly, "I'll be fine. I know you guys have important stuff to do."
"We'll be back late," Shiro got on his bike and Jynx put Razor in back of their auto-carriage before getting in the driver seat.
Pinkie watched them leave with a smile until they disappeared in a cloud of dust. Once they were gone, she hung her head and trudged back through town. She knew her friends still cared, but it still upset her that she couldn't spend time with them and make them happy. At least Phoenix would be there.
The thought of her goofy coltfriend lifted her mood a little. She really did love him, and he loved her just as much. She thought back to the time she was sick with a cold, and he stayed by her side the whole time. He even fed her when she was still healthy enough to do it herself. Suddenly she stopped mid-bounce. An idea formed in her mind. She was going to thank him for being so good to her, but how...
"Where exactly is this going?"
Well, I was going to do the whole 'you're depressed ‘cause your friends are busy' thing. Then Phoenix was going to cheer you up and you thank him by banging him.
"Ugh, talk about an overdone plot line. You know what, just skip to the sex."
All right, fine. I was just trying to set up the mood...
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Phoenix glided down to the front of Sugarcube Corner. It was after hours, but that's when the invitation Derpy delivered told him to show up. He hoped the Cakes were okay with a party while they were out of town, but figured Pinkie wouldn't be throwing one if she didn't ask.
The elemental walked through the back door and noticed a trail of confetti leading out of the kitchen. He followed the obvious sign into the front and up the stairs. He swallowed a lump as he realized it was leading to his fillyfriend's bedroom in the loft. The colorful shredded paper stopped right where he thought it would; right at the door of the bubbly pink mare. He slowly lifted a hoof and tapped the door.
"Come in," Pinkie answered in a sing-song voice.
Phoenix opened the door and saw his gorgeous fillyfriend laying on her belly on the bed. Her hind-legs stretched out and crossed behind her, as she looked at him with seductive, half-lidded eyes. He stood there, fixated on the beautiful creature before him.
"You know, Phee-Phee, I've been thinking," She said as she patted the bed beside her, indicating for him to join her. He nervously complied, "You've been the bestest, most amazing-tastic coltfriend I could ever ask for," The hyperactive mare put her hoof around his neck and pulled him closer, "And I think its time I show you how much I love you."
She pressed her lips to his, her tongue forcing its way into the pegasus' mouth. She explored his orifice, her long muscle sliding over every surface. Her free hoof found one of his and caressed it. She guided his hoof to her supple flank, causing his wings to spring to attention. As he massaged her beautiful rump, she moaned into his mouth. Her own hoof traced its way down to his slowly growing shaft. Phoenix broke the kiss with a pleasurable moan when he felt the sexy pony begin stroking him.
"Oh Gods." Phoenix couldn't believe what was happening. Was this a dream? A very, very good dream. It wouldn't be the first time he had one like this, but it was the most vivid. Phoenix' own hoof found it's way between the pink mare's legs and started rubbing her soaked slit. Pinkie squeaked from the feeling of her pleasure patch being toyed with.
Pinkie leaned to his ear and whispered, "Lay back."
He couldn't refuse those baby blues gazing at him. As he lay down on the bed, Pinkie positioned herself between his hind-legs. Her long tongue wrapped itself fully around his member, flexing, pulsing, and slithered. The sight would have been disturbing if it didn't feel so damn amazing.
"Oh, fuck!" he shouted as the shear pleasure overwhelmed him. Despite his desperate attempts, he couldn't hold himself and immediately released his seed all over the pink mare's face.
Pinkie released his dick and licked her face clean. "Mmm, salty!"
"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to do that so quickly. I swear i usually last a lot longer, it was just so good."
Pinkie just giggled, "It's okay, silly. You were suppose to do that. You only have to last when you stick it in me. Speaking of which..."
Pinkie climbed on top of Phoenix with a seductive gaze. She brought her head down to his and kissed him as she sat on his groin. The kiss wasn't as deep or as long as the last, but it held the same passion. Phoenix moaned as her wet snatch ground against his once again granite dick, covering it in her juices. Pinkie slid up one more time, positioning him at her entrance with a hoof. She bit her lip as she slid back, impaling herself on his fleshy spear. Immediately, Phoenix was in carnal paradise.
"Oh gods, you feel amazing," he cried when their pelvises met.
Pinkie's giggle was even more beautiful than ever, "Well, of course I do, silly. We're having sex."
With her hooves placed firmly on her lover's chest, she gazed lovingly into his eyes as she lifted herself slowly off him until only the tip remained inside. With a happy moan, she lowered just a little faster.
After a few bounces, Phoenix stopped her, "Hold on, Pinkie." Pinkie stopped with a confused and needing expression, "Sorry, my wings are getting crushed. You mind if I take over?"
Pinkie winced a little, “Um, I don't really like stallions on top of me.”
“Oh,” Phoenix thought for a second before an idea hit him, “I got it! Let's do it against the wall.”
Pinkie thought for a moment before jumping off the bed and placing her hooves on the wall. She turned to give him a sexy look, “Well, what are you waiting for, an invitation? Here you go!”
She reached into her mane with a hoof and threw him a piece of colorful paper. He caught it and opened the card. It had several cartoony pictures of ponies in various sexual positions. In the center, in gold lettering was written, “Rut me like you mean it”. It didn't get any clearer than that. He got off the bed and positioned himself behind her with one hoof on the wall beside her and the other on her flank. The pyrokinetic pegasus lined himself up and pressed himself in easily due to their earlier activity. His thrusts quickly found a steady pace.
“Oh gods, yes,” Pinkie moaned, the side of her face was pressed to the wall, her tongue was hanging out of her mouth, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. The only other sounds were the wet squelching sound of wet, furry flesh colliding, and the moans of the two lovers which were steadily growing stronger.
“P-Pinkie, I’m almost...” Phoenix managed to say.
“Me too! Cum inside me!” Pinkie half-screamed, “I-I got a-oh- potion from Zecora.? Oh yes. I'm safe.”
A few more plunges, and Pinkie's pink pussy clamped down on him so hard he lost his last bit of control and exploded into her. His seed flooded her womb until it even leaking out a little. Phoenix held her close as their orgasms washed over them. After what seemed like hours, the feeling became one of pure contented bliss as they found themselves lying on the floor. Pinkie's seemingly endless energy showed it's limit as she faded off to sleep.
The last thing Phoenix heard before he joined her was a simple, "I love you."
Just Married
The door to the Green Dragon Inn's honeymoon suite was flung open and a blue, tuxedoed young stallion carried his giggling bride, still in her dress, over the threshold on his unsteady hind legs.
"Ya sure yer dad said this was a tradition where he's from? Ah don't think it works fer ponies," said the young mare.
"That's what he said, and no he's not trolling me. Now can you stop squirming, Applebloom?” the groom said.
“Ah'm not squirmin', yer wobblAHHH!” Applebloom panicked for a moment only to find herself bouncing on the bed. “Midnight? You alright?”
A blue hoof shot up from the foot of the bed, “I'm alright! Let's not do that again. You're too darn heavy. Do you know how heavy muscle is? It's really heave, and you got a lot of it.”
“'Course Ah know how heavy it is,” the yellow farm pony gave him a smirk, as he climbed into the bed beside her, “Ah'm surprised you do, considerin' ya ain't never had any.”
“Ouch,” Midnight said, jumping to his hooves and placing one to his chest, “Ya cut me deep. Anyway, who needs muscle when you can just have an oak lift stuff for you?”
“Sounds like an excuse ta be lazy ta me,” Apple Bloom giggled.
“Gods you're beautiful,” mused Midnight, making Applebloom blush.
The two gazed into each other's eyes, lost. Neither of them noticed they were drawing closer until their lips met in what was likely the most passionate kiss they had ever shared, their tongues dancing and writhing around the others. Midnight wrapped his hooves around Applebloom and pulled her closer, her hooves pressing to his chest.
Applebloom broke away and swallowed nervously, “Ah'm... kinda nervous.”
Midnight smiled, “Yeah, me too. Do you want to wait?”
Applebloom shook her head, “No, Ah wanna do this. Just... be gentle.”
Midnight chuckled, “I could say the same to you.”
The young earth pony druid found the laces that held his wife's wedding dress in place. With a hoof, he loosened the dress and slowly, sensually, peeled the dress down her shoulders... her barrel... her flanks... until it fell from her entirely. Midnight took in the sight of his wife's form, the thick corded muscle from a life of hard work, the silky smooth coat that she still found time to care for, her long red mane, tied back in a ponytail.
He couldn't resist any longer. He laid her back on the bed and trailed kisses from her neck down until he came to the target of his desires. Night after night he had dreamed of this. True, she let him take a peek before, but now it was finally going to be his. He sniffed it before giving it a test lick. Applebloom shivered from the light contact and gasped. Taking that as a sign that she liked it, he began licking it again. He was clumsy and didn't really know what he was doing, but Applebloom didn't care. She was in heaven.
“How was that?” Midnight asked.
“That was amazin',” she replied, “Lemme do you now.”
Applebloom turned around and laid on her stomach. Not one to dally, she grabbed his member in her hoof and immediately tried taking the entire thing in her mouth. She quickly pulled back, coughing and gagging.
“Are you okay?”
“Ack! Yeah, Ah just... Let's try goin' a little slower.”
With more self-control, Applebloom took the head in her mouth. Midnight arched his head back and moaned as his pole was slowly taken in. Applebloom took as much of it as she could and began bobbing her head up and down. The taste wasn't something she particularly cared for, but hearing her husband saying things like “Oh gods” made it worth it.
“Applebloom, stop,” Midnight pleaded.
“Whus wrong?” she asked in concern, “Did Ah do it wrong?”
“No, it was great,” Midnight assured her, “I just don't want to finish before we... ya know.”
“Oh... So Ah guess we do it now?” Applebloom swallowed again, and turned away, lifting her rump in the air.
“No, lay on your back. I want to be able to look at you.”
Applebloom looked back nervously, “Oh, um... Ah don't think that's a good idea. Applejack said that when we do it we get... um... a little... bitey.”
“I know, I talked to her, too,” Midnight explained, “I don't care if you bite me. You can't turn me into a vampire, and she said you wouldn't take much anyway. Plus she said it makes it better for you. Please, Applebloom. I want this.”
Applebloom bit her lip and laid on her back, legs spread for her husband to consummate their marriage. Midnight crawled over her and gazed into her eyes again.
“Ready?” he asked.
At her nod, he reached a hoof down to guide his penis to her waiting slit.
“A little lower,” Applebloom instructed, “No, no, just... there!”
Midnight took a deep breath and pressed forward. Her tight lips refused entrance for a moment, but soon enough gave in. They gasped together as his head penetrated her folds. Applebloom lowered her hooves to grasp his flanks and with a firm tug, pulled him the rest of the way in in one motion. She cried out as her purity was taken. Midnight planted a few more kisses on her lips as he waited for her to adjust to the intrusion.
After a few moments, Applebloom pulled him in a bit more, signaling him to start moving. Midnight rocked his hips back, pulling himself out until just a couple inches remained.
“Oh~,” Applebloom moaned, “Rut me.”
Midnight complied and buried himself into her again, eliciting a squeal of delight from the mare beneath him. With that encouragement, he gave her exactly what she wanted. He began thrusting his hips, plowing her fields. She bucked her hips in time with his, the pain of losing her virginity nothing but a memory. The two of them were lost in the sheer pleasure of their union.
“Ah-Ah-Ah'm gonna cum!” Applebloom screamed. The urge to bite was becoming harder to control. Her fangs had grown in anticipation and hurt as she bit her lip
Midnight looked into his wife's eyes and could see what she was wanting. With a flick of his head, he tossed his mane to one side and offered her his unobstructed neck. Applebloom leaned up and pressed her snout to his neck. Her lips parted and she placed her fangs against his neck. He shivered as he felt the points brush his skin, but he continued plunging his shaft inside her, the wet sound of their pelvises almost as loud as their moans.
Finally, she couldn't resist it any longer and sank her fangs into his soft flesh. The pain and pleasure pushed the druid over the edge and he released his hot sticky seed into his wife's pussy. The sensation of the life sustaining fluid filling her mouth and the life creating fluid filling her womb brought the dhampir to join her husband in orgasmic bliss. Her hot walls clamped down on the cock inside her, trying to squeeze every drop of cum. It felt like it would never end, but to their disappointment, it finally did. Midnight shot his last volley and Applebloom's vagina released its hold. She withdrew her fangs, the twin holes closing up instantaneously, the vampire magic healing it up for future feeding. She laid her head back down as Midnight watched a drop of his blood roll down Applebloom's cheek.
“That...” Applebloom panted in the afterglow, “Was amazin'.”
Midnight rolled to the side and wrapped her in his hooves, “That it was. I love you, Applebloom.”
Applebloom rolled to face Midnight and cuddled him, “Ah love you too, Midnight. Ah'm glad you were mah first.”
Midnight chuckled, “First to have sex or first to taste blood?”
Applebloom smiled, “Both.”
The Royal Treatment
The Royal Treatment
"Ah!" Twilight screamed as yet another jolt of pain shot through her. It had been a week since her ascension, and her body was just starting to adjust to the change. Lucky for her though, she had a pony that tended to her every need. A pony that stayed up with her first 48 hours when the fits were at their worst.
Waya came running at her cry. He could tell the pain was in her left wing by how it was shaking stiffly to the side. Without hesitating he grabbed the wing and gently massaged it just as he had dozens of times before. Celestia said her pegasus magic was stronger then her earth pony magic, and that was why her wings were hurting more then her legs and back, but the knowledge didn't help it hurt less. Waya's attentions, however, did, and eventually her wing relaxed as the pain subsided.
“Thank you, Waya,” said the lavender princess, “What would I do without you?” She leaned in and nuzzled him.
“It's my pleasure,” the blue earth pony returned the gesture, “I would do anything for you, my love.”
“I know,” replied the young princess, and gave him a light kiss.
“Try to get some sleep,” Waya recommended, “I will be right next door.”
“Thank you. If I need you again, I’ll scream in pain,” Twilight chuckled
“Good night, Twilight.”
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Waya laid in his bed, staring at the ceiling. He thoughts drifted to the mare in the next room. It pained him to see her suffering, but he would never turn away from it. She needed him now more then ever. He didn't care about the arrogant nobles saying he was only after power, or the news ponies that hound him for details of their relationship... except for that one that asked how Twilight was in bed, that guy got a muzzle full of hoof. He didn't care about them because he loved that pony. He would still love her if she were the lowly librarian she tried to convince everypony she was. And contrary to popular belief, he didn't really care about sex. Yes, he thought about it and wouldn't mind having it, but it wasn't very important to him. Waya finally closed his eyes to sleep when he heard the creaking of the door. He turned over to see Twilight peeking in.
“Um, Waya?Are you awake?” she whispered.
“Yes, come in,” Waya sat up, “What is the matter, my love?”
Twilight walked in, biting her lip in nervousness, “I just wanted to thank you for being so good to me.”
Waya chuckled, “You already did, remember?”
“No, I mean,” Twilight climbed on his bed and gazed lovingly into his eyes, “I want to properly thank you.”
Waya's eyes widened as he stuttered out, “Uh, T-twilight, y-y-you don't have to... to... do anything. I-I know you're grateful, but I'm doing this because I love you.”
“So am I,” Twilight closed the remaining distance and locked his lips with her own. She brushed her tongue against him as if searching for a way inside. Waya opened his lips, but before Twilight could invade his mouth, his own tongue darted out in a preemptive attack. His strong hooves wrapped around the young princess and pulled her deeper into their passion, causing a slight moan to escape her lips. Despite the pure joy they both felt, they were forced so separate for some much needed oxygen.
They both stayed there, gasping and staring lovingly into each others eyes. When Waya finally caught his breath, he asked, “Are you sure you want this?I don't need to be thanked for being here with you. Just being here is enough.”
Twilight smiled warmly, “That's why I love you so much, my little wolf. And that's why I want to do this.”
That was all he needed to know. Once again, he wrapped her tight in his fore-hooves and brought her into a deep kiss. Without warning, he rolled over, putting her beneath him. Their lips parted to Twilight's disappointment, but she was soon appeased when he began trailing light kisses down her neck, along her chest, and to her teats. Placing a hoof on either cutie mark, he took her nipple in his mouth, suckling, and biting sensually.
“Mmm,” Twilight moaned, “You've done this before haven't you?”
“No,” Waya admitted looking up at the blushing mare, “I've never been with anyone before, but I um... read a book on the subject.”
“I have to find this book. Keep going.”
“As you wish, my princess,” following her command, Waya continued his ministrations.
His mouth continued its trek south, bringing more moans from his love. He paused at the glistening pink crevice in the sea of lavender fur. He swallowed nervously. It was the first time he had ever gotten a good look at one. Sure, when he was a colt he would try to sneak a peak at the females in the clan, but the few glimpses he caught were fleeting and nowhere near as beautiful as the sight before him.
“Could... could you not stare like that?It's embarrassing,” Twilight blushed deeply.
“I'm sorry... you're just so beautiful.”
Twilight's blush somehow became even darker. Before she could speak, his tongue lightly brushed her vulva, making her squeak.
“That was an interesting sound,” Waya smirked.
“Shut up and do it again.”
Eager to please his lady, he swirled his muscle around the alicorn's love. He had barely gotten started when a lavender glow enveloped him and lifted his back side into the air. He swung around, Twilight's pussy still in reach, until his own private was hovering over Twilight's face.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Returning the favor.”
Twilight gave the quickly growing rod a long lick from base to tip. He shuddered at the contact, her tongue silky smooth. Twilight's lips parted at the tip as she took him into her mouth. Waya let out a pleased groan before attacking her slit again. Twilight squeaked when his tongue brushed against her clitoris, the sound sending another jolt of pleasure through the stallion.
Twilight released him and gave him a pleading look, “I... I want you, Dohi Waya.”
Twilight climbed off him and positioned herself facing away from him, wings stretched out stiff. She pulled her pillow to her as she raised her rump and lifted her tail. Waya got to his hooves and mounted the princess carefully, trying not to place too much of his weight on the smaller pony. He looked down into her beautiful eyes as they looked back into his. She looked a little unsure.
He asked, “Are you sure you want this?I know it's suppose to hurt for a mare her first time.”
Twilight nodded, “Mhm, I'm just a nervous, is all.”
Waya nuzzled her from behind and gave her a peck on the lips, “So am I... you ready?”
Twilight nodded, pulling her pillow tighter as she buried her face into it. Waya rolled his hips back, his member sliding against her soaked pussy. Adjusting his hips, Waya aligned himself with her waiting lips and eased forward. She was so tense that he could barely get the first couple inches in.
“Twilight, you have to relax a bit,” he pleaded.
“I-I'll try,” she replied quickly before taking a few breaths.
Feeling her relax a little, he continued his journey until he came to the expected barrier. Twilight bit her lip and nodded, before burying her face into her pillow again and bracing herself. Confident his fillyfriend was ready, Waya decided to treat it like a bandage. He shifted to get a better position, and in one strong thrust, plunged his shaft through the hymen, hilting himself.
Twilight yelped into her pillow as her body shook from the pain. Waya, ever the caring lover, planted kisses and nibbles on her neck, waiting for the discomfort to subside. After a couple minutes, Twilight looked back at him with teary eyes, but also a warm smile.
“It... It didn't really hurt as much as I though it would,” She said, “Thank you for waiting, but I think it would be okay for you to continue now.”
Waya nodded and slowly began pulling himself from her. Instantly, pain lanced through Twilight again, but this time it wasn't very strong and was mixed with pleasure, causing a moan to escape her lips. When he entered her again, the pleasure was easily greater than the pain. Slowly their love-making began picking up speed until every thrust was punctuated by the sound of wet fur colliding. Twilight's moans became more frantic as she approached climax. “Twi...” Waya managed to say, “I... I'm almost...”
“Inside,” Twilight moaned, “I-I want you to cum inside me. I want to feel your cum.”
With that, Waya began humping more erratically, the headboard banging against the wall each time he plowed into his princess. His right hoof wrapped around her barrel, holding her against him as he sprayed his seed inside of her. Twilight threw her head back and screamed her pleasure as she felt him filling her up.
They both collapsed to the bed, sweaty and exhausted. Waya just managed to roll off Twilight and pull her closer to him, holding her.
Twilight looked into her stallion's eyes and smiled contently, “I love you, Dohi Waya.”
“And I love you, my Twilight Princess,” he managed before his eyes closed and sleep claimed them