BE ADVISED: EXPLICITLY SEXUAL CHAPTER. NOT NECESSARY TO READ. SKIP ONWARD IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO

Pinkie shut the door to her room with a smile on her face, closing herself off from the others. Applejack was still sleeping in her bed, and Pinkie was careful enough to not wake her. She somehow managed to muffle her own bouncing since she was apparently quite pleased with the results of her and Helm’s little baking escapade. She tossed the apron aside and removed her short shorts, just leaving her in her brightly colored pink bra and panties. At this point she felt amazingly unrestricted and pranced off to the bathroom to clean up.

She closed and locked the door behind her before starting the water in the rather large shower up. Sighing once more, she turned to the mirror to look herself over. It wasn’t often that she was overly concerned with her appearance, but she liked to give herself a once over every now and then. Standing in front of the mirror was the reflection of the beautiful party girl with all of her defining features in her near vulnerable state. Pinkie traced her body a bit through the remaining fabric of her undergarments while staring intently. She was quite content with how she looked, and if she had a part she was most happy about, she wouldn’t be able to decide between her breasts and her ass. Pinkie admitted to herself, and plenty others would agree, that she had quite the pair on her. She would often find herself playing with them and bouncing them around in her usual bubbly stupor, merely because she could. The perks of being a large C-cup were evident, that was for sure. With that thought, Pinkie slipped the remaining garments off of her body, leaving her nude to the mirror.

Seeing herself naked again, Pinkie had the urge to hold and cup her breasts again, just for the sake of doing it. She found it funny that it was what drew guys to her in the first place when they gave her their first once over. So, she used that to her advantage when she was particularly interested in someone… and right now she definitely was. She had to admit, she liked the feeling of being thought of as ‘sexy.’ What she even loved more was the feeling of her two mounds being pressed against Helmuth’s lean muscled arm and chest. It felt nice and firm… and she couldn’t get the feeling out of her head. She decided to let her mind wander and think about the ‘what if.’ She gave some thought to how it might feel to have her body, including her large breasts, pressed against the object of her flirtations. He’d surely love it… as well as her without question. The thought was quite invigorating to her and she was starting to get a bit hot. Pinkie bit her lip as she was still lost in her sexy train of thought, subtly cupping and groping her breasts.

Hmmmm…

Pinkie drew herself out of her stupor and made sure that the door was indeed locked and that sound was muffled out due to the shower. The steam being created wasn’t helping her cause either.

Pinkie needs a little release. Gotta keep everything under control!

With her mind made up, she backed up a bit and got in the shower, letting the water cascade down her figure and flatten her hair against her body. Her nipples were already hard with anticipation and she wasn’t sure whether the wetness between her legs was actually from the water being expelled from the showerhead or not.

The shower was expansive enough where there was ample place to sit very comfortably. Pinkie took advantage of this and sat herself in the corner of the shower which was quickly getting permeated with the steam of the perfectly tempered water. Her back against the cool tile amplified the effect a bit and she gasped audibly at the contact. She went right back to work in caressing her glorious tits.

Mmmmm…

Pinkie allowed her eyes to close as she lost herself in her imagination with a certain someone. Her hands delicately caressed her chest… being sure to properly knead herself, pinch herself, and squeeze herself appropriately; hey, she knew what she loved! She tugged ever so lightly on her right nipple as she squeezed her left breast.

Aaah! Oooooh…

She wasn’t holding back her own coos of satisfaction but wasn’t expressing herself with a projecting voice either. Contrary to what others might think she wasn’t loud when it came to intimate things such as this. Even the simple act of masturbation when she knew she was alone in her immediate surroundings never produced more audibility than what was necessary, in her opinion at least.

Mmmm… right there, baby…

She continued to coo to her imaginary lover at the moment as ‘he’ continued to knead her tits to her perfect standards. If she wasn’t wet due to the shower, she was definitely wet due to her own self now. She let one of her hands wander down her stomach, stroking around her abdomen and belly button as her remaining hand toyed with her beautiful globes.

Please… suck them nice just like that… aaah!

Pinkie lightly moaned as she pinched and created suction with the wetness of her hand, imitating to an imperfect extent of exactly what she wanted right at this moment. Her moans took on a more erotic sound that would entrance any straight male listener. She wanted nothing more than to have her tits played with while she was ravaged… right fucking now.

Do whatever you want to me… don’t be a meanie and make me beg…

Pinkie ran her free hand up her abdomen and in between her breasts. She was squirming, eyes still closed, as her body was demanding attention in the nether regions. She loved to tease herself anyways, or be teased first. It was more gratifying in the end.

Please I want to feel that hard cock all over me… mmph! Right there!

Pinkie felt particularly sensitive at that moment when she squeezed her tits together. By instinct she also tightly pressed her legs together, allowing her swollen nethers to be encased in the vice grip of her thighs, adding a euphoric sensation combined with the erogenous zones of the breasts.

Mhm! You can put it between them if you like… don’t be too gentle

She had never really carried out that little fantasy of hers. Moderate intimacy with previous interests never yielded anything really satisfactory on her part, but one thing she did know was that she was hyper sensitive in her breasts. And since she knew she qualified in terms of size, she nigh desperately wanted to know the feeling of having a throbbing phallus buried in between her mounds before inevitably exploding and drenching her. The mere thought sent her arousal to near uncontrollable levels.

Mmmm! Yess… just like that… keep shoving it like that. Fuck ‘em nice and firm! Ooooh…

She continued to enact the scene in her head, using one of her hands as a dummy ‘target,’ and it worked for her. She had to make do with what she had after all. Soon enough though, she couldn’t take it anymore.

Fuck me… hard. I don’t want to walk for a month… Please!

Without further ado, Pinkie moved one of her hands down low and stroked her swollen lips, dragging a finger up and down her slit which was now oozing her love juices and mixing with the light amount of precipitation from the shower head (which she strategically aimed away from her). Soon though, her fingers found their way inside her canal… first one, and then two, and then three.

OOOOH! Mmmmm… don’t hold back baby…

She started to piston her fingers inside of her, being sure to stroke the particularly sensitive spots inside of her as she continued to grope and caress her left breast. Her body temperature had risen to beyond that of the water and as such, the water was having a euphoric cooling sensation to her body. Her pussy throbbed as she shoved her fingers inside of her and her wet breasts still had cascading water on them, giving her more fuel for imagination.

oooooh... FUCK!

Pinkie gyrated her invading hand perfectly with her hips bucking into them. For added effect, she reluctantly removed her hand from her boob and turned its direction lower, seeking out her now exposed love button. She began to swirl her finger around her clit, sending electric jolts throughout her lower body.

AAAH! Come on baby, fuck me! Fuck me until I explode all over your hard dick... then you can cum all over me!!! MhnAA!

Her particular use of diction was even more erotic. Granted, she was usually the more vulgar one in terms of sexual innuendo (while Dash took the cake for cursing, usually), but there are certain things you really don't say because they only have meaning in very specific contexts, lest you be deemed the worst kind of pervert. However, this was one of those contexts, and Pinkie was relishing in the thought of feeling oh so dirty right now. Drawing her attention to her desires was threatening to finish her off in record time, but she didn't feel like prolonging it right now. She needed the release... she needed to cum right now... as if she'd die if she didn't.

I'm so close! oooh... OOh! AAAh!

Her moans and squeaks of carnal pleasure could have probably set off guys and girls alike in her vicinity. She continued to finger her now clenching walls with a couple of fingers from her right hand while her left stroked her outer lips fervently. She used her two thumbs to tweak with her clit. She was bucking her hips rhythmically and hypnotically against her penetrating fingers.

YES! Just like thAA-!!!! AAAAHH!!!!

Her enormous pleasure finally reached its peak and she came hard on her hands, feeling a nice rush of fluid on them which was lost to the shower and ultimately the drain. She rode out her beautiful orgasm and clutched her tits as her lower body continued to squirm lightly out of her control, squeaking, panting, and moaning gratefully, all which were lost to the high pressure of the water streams hitting the tile as well as her. Eventually, she calmed down and cooed in enormous gratification. She needed that... she so needed that. She giggled in a giddy fashion before opening her eyes again, revealing the bright blues to the white shower. She had definitely done a number on herself.

That... that was super duper amazing... wowie!

She shakily stood herself on her feet, careful to avoid a direct stream of water on her swollen rose, and actually continued on with the deed of washing herself in preparation for whatever Luna most likely had planned, which probably wouldn't be anything too strenuous. In terms of the shower, she probably needed it more than when she stepped in, to be completely honest.

She giggled out loud at the irony of that.