Sunset hates human guys. They stink, and they physically repulse her. As she finds herself missing the scent of candy flavored horses, she comes across a mysteriously sweet young man...
Sunset hates human guys. They stink, and they physically repulse her. As she finds herself missing the scent of candy flavored horses, she comes across a mysteriously sweet young man...
Sweet, cute, affectionate, confectionery flavored bodily fluid allusions aplenty here. Sunset is best pony.
Sunset Shimmer hated guys. They were smelly, big, and obnoxious. She didn’t know how the other girls could stand it, unsure if it was her pony nature giving her a better sense of smell, or whether just spending half a lifetime around candy flavored magic horses had soured her transmogrified human body to the pheromones here. If she hadn’t been worried about cultivating her image at school, she wouldn’t have bothered even pantomiming a relationship with the corndog loving Brad. Twilight had done her a favor by diverting the amorous attentions of the disgusting jock.
As she rounded a corner on the way to her boarding house, she thought she heard something. But more than the low muffled sniffles, she noticed the smell. The sweet scent of strawberry Starburst fogged her vision.
It was a pony! It had to be! She closed her eyes, breathed out, and visualized her pony form and all its sensory advantages over this more utilitarian form. And then she breathed in: A colt. Likely right past the cusp of a cutie mark.
Her mouth watered with the remembrance of her first taste of gogurt. She almost came in the middle of the school cafeteria as she slurped the delicious fluid greedily from the pastel colored tube, stroking it from base to tip. The lewdness of what the humans had created was an utter shock to the young pony girl. This had been when she first arrived at Canterlot High. She’d be lying to herself if she didn’t acknowledge the part that little show had played in her first prom queen win. She blushed at the memory. Another gift from Twilight, the return of her innocence.
There was no pony. It was a young, green guy wearing a white button up shirt with tie. Her mind fuzzed as she failed to notice any other identifying features. But the smell, oh Celestia the smell! It was like the first suck on a watermelon Jolly Rancher. She had been here for years. She had been around plenty of younger boys and none had ever had the scent of pony. Her heart beat faster, predatory instincts more in tune with her human body than magic horse kicking in.
She had to have him. She breathed out, put on her best smile, and leaned over the young, vulnerable youth.
“Is something wrong? Do you need help?”
The strange, awkward girl set off all kinds of alarms in Anon’s head. After Twilight accidentally sent him back to the wrong human dimension, he had wandered scared and alone in this strange pony analogue universe.
“I… Equestria… Twilight…” he sniffled, then burst into full out tears.
Mustard and ketchup hair didn’t realize she could get even wetter than she was before.
“You know Twilight too! You should come home with me!” she shouted, way over eager.
She proceeded to drag the young man bodily the block to her house. The confused young Anon was powerless against the slightly older girl’s strength. Up the stairs, to the left, through the door, lock and deadbolt. No witnesses…
Sunset was beyond reason at this point. She set him down on the couch and stared deeply into his eyes, a wide and terrifying smile stretched across her face. She wiped his tears, brushed his nondescript hair off his face, and quickly leaned in and pecked him on the cheek. It was a tiny, innocent gesture, yet her knees went weak as the thrill sent waves down her spine.
Anon was in a daze. After a week of wandering alone having a cute if slightly awkward girl fuss over you made him wonder if that last half empty bottle he drank had been cleaning solvent after all and he was currently dying back in the alley. He decided he really didn’t care. He hadn’t noticed before, but she smelled really nice…
She quickly started to unbutton his shirt.
“We should get you shower in the gether…” she mumbled as she fumbled with his pants.
Anon was vaguely aware that there should have been an alarm going off. However, all rational thought abruptly shut off as Sunset Shimmer greedily slurped his perfectly normal sized cock into her mouth.
Her eyes went half lidded as she bobbed her head on his candy flavored cock. Her lips made a popping sound as it pulled it free and she affectionately nuzzled the entire shaft with a dazed expression. She stared up at Anon, nuzzle side eye closed, rubbed her soft cheek against his penis, her open bright teal eye filled by a combination of lust, worship, and hope. Her breath had gone ragged from her exertion. With a small, begging squeak, she said one word:
“Please?”
Anon thinks he nods. Sunset Shimmer concurs that she also thinks it was a nod, which makes everything ok as there is clearly consent from both parties.
She greedily took his full length back into her mouth. His precum was sweet, like those unbelievably lewd liquid lollipops they sell to children. As it pulled back out she teased the head, quickly alternated between flicking her tongue and sucking, as she tried to get more of that sweet sweet nectar to come out.
It’s all too much. Anon suddenly tensed, and grabbed Sunset’s shoulders so she couldn’t move. The tip of his cock was just barely out of reach of her mouth. She gave what can only be described as an upset whinny and bucked, which gave her just enough slack to get her lips right around the very barest of the tip as she pursed her lips out. The fleeting contact with her soft lips, and watching her desperately struggle to get her mouth back around his penis finally pushed him over the edge.
As the first spurt of delicious gogurt flavored semen hit her mouth, Sunset came. Hard. A quiet, analytical part of her brain told her it would be quite difficult to get this kind of pleasure while dealing with an equine anatomy. That part was immediately turned off as the next spurt sprayed across her lips, in favor of far more vital brain functions like taste and smell.
Anon’s arms went limp. He could only foggily stare down as the red and yellow haired gently took his still lightly bouncing cock back into her mouth, took a few tentative suckles, then looked up into his eyes and shyly smiled.
As she finished cleaning off Anon’s delicious dick, Sunset Shimmer looked up with an awkward smile. Sweet Celestia, what had she done?! She took a random guy off the street and sexually assaulted him! But he smelled sooo good. And he knew about Twilight and Equestria! And it had been so long for the little pony girl.
Her fake relationship with Brad had never gone anywhere, basically being a queen bee move to form a power couple in the school. He had never actually gotten to first base with her, she thought with a chuckle. Putting his arm around her shoulder almost triggered her gag reflex. It had been extremely frustrating for her. She could appreciate the human form, having learned of the wonders of her own hands and fingers, and Brad seemed nice enough compared to the other boys, but she just could not get past the pheromone wall. So ice queen it was for a pony turned girl used to regular ruts when the mood struck. It had gotten to the point where Snips and Snails were the only guys even tolerable for her to be near, though that was definitely one trip the fallen apprentice would never stoop to take.
The fuzz cleared a little in Anon’s head, and he saw the condiment haired girl’s eyes start to waver and show doubt. Her hopeful smile cut deep, brittle like a shard of that beer bottle that he sat on in the alley. He did the first thing that popped into his head: he leaned forward and kissed the adorkable girl.
God, her kiss tasted like an orange dreamsicle. Her soft lips an orange mellorine, her warm tongue a melting cream. He shuddered, pressing closer as his hunger for the strange girl grew. She pressed back with an equal sense of urgency, as if he could melt away at any moment. The older girl, her confidence restored by his eagerness, got up from her knees, never breaking lip contact. Gripping the sides of his face, Anon was led up from his seating position on the couch. He was slightly embarrassed that she was taller and had to lean in for the kiss.
Sunset was smitten, drunk on his taste and smell. If she actually gave him the chance to ask for anything, she would do everything in her power to give it. The small book pony part of her had a lot of questions to ask this strange boy, but she kept getting shoved back into the cupboard by the rutting bipedal young woman that had been denied for far too long. Watermelon. Definitely watermelon, but with the sweet hint of strawberry lingering in the background. He was kissing her back with equal ferocity, she noticed with a happy smile.
After another minute of savoring each other’s delicious candy flavors, Sunset abruptly broke the kiss. Anon looked up at her with darting eyes, worried he had done something wrong. Her cream melted a little more at his earnestness and she smiled. She gave him one last quick peck on the cheek for making her happy.
“Slow down a little, I’ve still got all my clothes on silly,” she said with a glowing smile.
Sunset Shimmer stepped back from him. Her heart beating, blushing furiously, she took off her jacket and threw it across a previously unused bean bag chair. Never breaking eye contact, she reached up below her pale teal jumper, undid the buckle on her belt, popped the snap, and undid the zipper on her pants. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, then she turned away and lowered her pants slowly.
Anon had stopped breathing. He could live a thousand years and he knew he would never experience something as beautiful as this moment again. He poured every ounce of his attention on her, licking his lips and burning the taste of her lips into his mind. She turned and slowly lowered her pants. White. Plain white panties. Well, now partially translucent white panties. She was soaked. His eyes widened at the realization.
“L… leave them on!” Anon croaked out.
Sunset had just kicked off her pants and was surprised by the sudden outburst.
“What? The jumper?” she said, confused and embarrassed.
“Yes, those and the panties…” he murmured demurely.
The adorable girl with the pony disposition smiled and complied. She sauntered back to Anon with a soft smile on her face. At least it was what she thought was a saunter. To Anon it looked like a prancing trot, as though there were 2 steps missing. His semi soft cock twitched. She pressed up against his chest, her firm breasts pushing against his collarbone. Her scent filled his world. A hint of unending grass fields, the sweet smell of ripening peaches, just a hint of pumpkin pie. They stared into each other’s eyes. They could each see the hungry desire. They both giggled and leaned in for a quick kiss.
The quick kiss turned into minutes. Eventually his “stallion hood” poked against her thigh. She broke the kiss and giggled again. It had been years since she felt like this. Her heart raced like a little filly on her first day of school. The goofy awkwardness, the sweetness, the warmth, and that sweet scent of home. Had she truly been unhappy the entire time she’d been here? It hadn’t seemed like it, but compared to the high she was on now, even her best years as Celestia’s protege paled. For the briefest moment she frowned, deep in thought.
Anon’s eye’s flashed up at her with naked concern. Their indeterminable eye color flooded with concern about whether he had upset her with an inappropriate boner. Sensing a disturbance in the force, Sunset quickly gave Anon another peck on the cheek. The she smiled and pushed him backwards with about 20% of her strength.
“Just relax,” she smiled at him, as she straddled him on the couch.
His conveniently compact nature gave her plenty of room on each side of the cushion for her knees as she straddled his stomach. The book pony told her there wasn’t much definition to his midsection. The pony girl told her not to ruin this. She slid back, anticipating his shaft between her flanks.
Looking up at the girl he could now only describe in his head as the most beautiful girl in the world, he saw her close her eyes and scooch back. Each inchworm motion setting amazing waves off in her pert breasts, her heat evident against where abs should be. He could feel the friction of her damp panties against him. After an unbearable period, she finally bumped up against his rigid cock. There was another endearing giggle from her lips, he registered from far away.
Sunset felt it bump against her ponut. Feeling a sadistic streak, she lifted herself up and rubbed her damp panties up and down his shaft. She reveled in his pained gasp. No longer able to contain herself, she lifted her haunches up in the air, took his painfully erect cock in one hand, and hooked her panties and spread them to the side with the other. With a long intake of breath, she slowly lowered herself onto that delicious long awaited candy penis.
Anon’s half lidded eyes were not believed by his brain. The girl’s velvety heat enveloped him. He saw completely undisguised bliss in her face as she lowered herself inch by agonizing inch. Suddenly she stopped with a start.
Sunset’s eye’s widened with confusion. What? There was no way, she had been through several breeding seasons while she was in Canterlot. She lowered herself again and winced. It was true. Her human body was a virgin.
Sunset tried not to show panic. It wasn’t that a big a deal, right? She knew what she was dealing with, even if her body didn’t. Mind over matter and all that. Still she hesitated. It was still important to her, it’s not like everybody got a redo on their first. In her nearly 3 years here she had never felt anything remotely resembling romantic passion. This would be okay, right? She stared down at the candy flavored boy and looked for something.
Anon saw another look of worry pass over the bacon haired girl’s face. Had he done something wrong? His heart beat rushed in his ears and time zoomed and slowed simultaneously. He wrapped his hands around her wonderfully soft round waist, and ran his hands up underneath her jumper. She gasped as he pulled himself back upright and kissed her again.
Any doubt in Sunset Shimmer’s mind faded as she returned his sweet innocent kiss. She felt her thighs relax then slowly let go as her weight carried her down. Funny, it didn’t actually hurt like she thought it would. Then again, he also wasn’t an insensitive white unicorn jerk nearly double her size and age. She intertwined her fingers with his as she quickly blinked away stupid tears and kissed him harder.
He kissed her like she was the last little bit of lollipop around the center of an orange tootsie pop. Her soft lips brushed against his, leaving little traces of her delicious flavor. His tongue darted out, trying to extend the fleeting tingling sensation. Their haphazard nips occasionally resulted in a delicious collision as their mouths melted together before they giggled and started the process over again.
Mustard and ketchup hair leaned away from his candy kisses. She finally felt comfortable with the younger boy’s thickness inside her. Her breath made a tiny breathless whinny as she lifted herself up, slowly. Her boy stared into her eyes. There wasn’t any question anymore. He was hers. His eyes glazed as he greedily pulled her back down. She gasped again. Her hands wandered down to the small of his back as she continued to slowly lower and raise herself.
She was his first. She was nearly all of his firsts. Her heat surrounded everything he knew. They had finally broken their kiss, content as they stared into each other’s eyes, foreheads touching. He could feel her breath across his lips as he drunk her in. He trembled as he felt her move up and down. There was no way he could last long under her intense ministrations.
Sunset was close. She was so close. It had been years since she came from another living creature. That really sounded awful in her head, but it did nothing to ruin the high she was feeling. Fingers could take you pretty far, but there was such a big distance between getting yourself off and someone else desperately trying to get off with you that one might as well be in the magical land of Equestria. She suddenly felt him shiver below her.
Anon grabbed her tight as he came. He buried his face in her tits and wrapped her tightly in his arms as he tried to block out any sensation that wasn’t her. His cheeks rubbed against the cotton of her jumper as he inhaled the light scent of her perfume mixed with sweat. His lips found her nipples pushing against the fabric as he nipped and teased them.
Sunset Shimmer melted as she felt him come inside her. He gripped her tight around the waist as his hips furiously drove in and out of her. She ran her fingers through his hair as he rubbed his face in her chest. Her voice cried out as his lips closed around her nipple, as he finally pushed over the edge. She wrapped him tight in her arms as a wild spasm ran through her lower body.
The two lovers held each other for several minutes as their orgasms died down. He panted into her damp jumper as she tried to catch her breath. She leaned down and nuzzled the side of his head, taking in his sweet strawberry scent. His hair rubbed against her cheek as she smiled and basked in the afterglow. As their breathing finally turned from ragged to merely labored, they pulled apart.
Anon stared into her eyes. Then she giggled. It was the most adorable thing ever. He leaned in for another sweet kiss. She accepted a quick peck, but no more. She pushed him back as she pulled her light green jumper off over her head, then climbed off his lap. Anon collapsed back on to the couch, then looked to the side as she reached back to unhook her bra.
With a snap of her fingers, Sunset felt the tension on her chest release. She made sure to maintain eye contact as she slowly worked the now loose shoulder straps of her bra forward until they hung down. Cupping her breasts in her hands, she let it fall forward, exposing herself to him. She smiled as she saw him twitch.
Anon was captivated by the girl's teal green eyes, but he couldn’t help it as his sight drifted down to her breasts. The sight of her perky pink nipples made his eyes go wide. He involuntarily twitched.
Sunset slowly dropped her plain white bra to the floor and smiled at his reaction. She finally bent at the waist as she drew her panties down, lifting her left leg out, then her right. Feeling a sudden fit of inspiration she threw them at his head and laughed as she tried in vain to cover herself up again.
His initial reaction was to pull them off. That response was immediately shut down as her scent drifted into his nose. Her damp panties smelled like the very first suck of a watermelon jolly rancher. His mouth watered and his hands shivered as his body fought his brain's command to move them. He caught broken images of her through the leg holes as they slowly slid down his face. She laughed and giggled as she was suddenly overcome by a chaste desire to cover herself. He rolled off the couch, dropped the panties, and stood up. Anon took the adorkable girl in his arms as he pressed his lips against hers.
Sunset had been in season before. It was a natural part of being a cute pony mare. This was the first time she had truly been in heat. She and Anon fumbled at each other and giggled as she led him to her bedroom.
