TPrincess Cadance's Lonely Hearts Club Land
MLP: FiM
Romance
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Comedy
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Look at all of the lonely ponies, where do they all come from? Furious Funnel comes from Appleloosa, and he's looking for somepony to be with him when he's sixty four.
Sex
Braeburn
OC
Cadance
Flash Sentry
kudzuhaiku · 45k words · 304 11 · 2.6k views

This might need an M-rating: not safe for little pegasus foals · 4:44pm Aug 17th, 2017

“I feel suddenly sexy,” Crop Duster announced, and she swam away from Furious trailing a roiling stream of bubbles behind her. “Whew, that fanny frog that had a big ribbit!” Extending her wings, she began to wave them around and her attempt to wave away the outpouring of her o-ring oboe turned into an impromptu plumage display. When she realised what it was that she was doing, she went with it and kept going while throwing a coy look in Furious’ direction.
She clambered up onto the fountain in the middle, shedding rivulets of water down her sides. An entire ocean seemed to empty from her tail and she gave her sodden, waterlogged appendage a few mighty shakes to help sling some of the trapped water away. She didn’t know it, but she was beautiful in this moment with the late afternoon sun striking her from a low angle. Furious was transfixed and from where the bobbed in the water, he stared, stricken.
With a grunt, she tossed her head back, her back arched, and her tail flagged high when she braced her body for a powerful shake. The shake started in the front when she tossed her head around, going from side to side, and her sleek pelt rippled as it sent water droplets flying. The ripples traveled backwards, flowing along her ribs, down her sides, until it hit her well padded thighs and made them jiggle in the most enticing manner imaginable. Balanced on the edge of the fountain’s basin, she cut a remarkable figure, having a body that enjoyed all of the benefits and rewards of maturity, while still having something young and rather fillyish about her.
Then, armed only with the mystical powers that come from imbibing about a half a bottle of tequila, Crop Duster expressed her newfound sense of sexuality the only way she knew how: she spread her wings and struck a pose. With a curious drunken balance, she stood on the narrow edge of the fountain’s basin, and she waved her wings around in a suggestive display for all of the world to see.
Smitten, Furious had to join her, so he too made the labourious climb up out of the water like a life form deciding it was time to live on land. He struggled and his creaky knees wobbled a bit, but he managed. While Crop Duster was trying a variation on the old ‘wave & shake,’ Furious responded with a ‘twist & turn,’ rotating his wings in their sockets until their undersides were visible from his frontside and their topsides were visible from his backside.
This was met with a lot of hooting and hollering on shore as the gathered ponies continued to watch. Crop Duster made a clumsy fan display, bringing her wings straight up over her back, touching the edges together, and forming a ‘fan’ of perfect feathers all in a row. For a first attempt, it wasn’t bad, at least based on the amount of cheering coming from the shore.
Puffing out his chest and his barrel, Furious filled himself with air, braced his front legs, held his head high, and then did a forward thrust with his wings, extending the points of his primaries out behind his face like spear tips. The sight of it made Crop Duster bite her lip and her olive pelt blushed brown while she quacked in approval of what her mate had to offer.
She too, sucked in wind and her plush chest scruffle sprang out in an eye-popping display. Water still glistened, clinging to the thicker, somewhat larger longer hairs like glittering diamonds. Her cheeks bulged with effort, leaving her eyes narrowed due to their massive, over-inflated size, and she tried to perform a ‘jab & stab’ with her wings. Angling them just so with the tips pointing at Furious, she jabbed them and stabbed them in his direction, shedding water in a magnificent spray.

TOO LEWD! TOO LEWD! Such smut and filth! Just look at these grotesque sex acts being performed. And they are such a commonly performed and well understood sex act that they have names. But, they are not human sex acts so we dismiss them as not being sexual and that makes them okay. Right?