The luminous, strikingly gorgeous moonlight flowed over Pinkie Pie's slim figure in smooth waves, cresting at her never-still eyes and eyelashes. "Super-fantabulous par-tee, Twilight!" she exclaimed as the first wisps of night air reached her skin. She gave a giddy hop from the wood floor of Twilight Sparkle's treehouse to the rough dirt of Ponyville. "You should do these more often!"
The unicorn blushed. "Glad you liked it, Pinkie. But parties are more your forte."
"Yessir, but that doesn't mean that you don't throw a super-duper good party!" Pinkie glanced around her friend's shoulder at the remains of a delicious cake Spike had baked and assorted streamers and misplaced books scattered on the floor. "It's pretty apparent that we had a great time."
It'll take forever to clean up, Twilight thought in dismay. But it was worth it to see all their smiles.
"Yeah, it's pretty apparent." she said.
"Well, I should really get going. Mrs. Cake wants me to make a special cake for Lyrica Rhapsody and Dakota's wedding!" The magenta mare licked her lips and gazed into the distance. "It's gonna be three tiered, with humongous helpings of creamy white frosting all over it..."
Twilight scrunched her face slightly at the words "creamy white." It probably was simply odd timing, but a strange tingling began in her legs when those words were spoken...
"...And there's gonna be little pony figurines at the top! And they both have the cutest little wedding dress and suit, it's going to look fantastic, Twilight!" Pinkie went on. "Rainbow Dash just happened to be walking around in Enjoyment for Foals when-" she paused, her blank expression lost- "Come to think of it, Dashie never mentioned why she was in a foal's toy store anyway..."
The unicorn began to blush furiously, the odd sensation tickling a mare's special spot between her legs. A sudden candle was lit in her head when Pinkie spoke, and she felt a familiar feeling began to creep it's way into her psyche. She replayed the quote in her mind-
"Come to think of it, Dashie never mentioned..."
"Come to think of it, Dashie..."
"Come to think of it..."
"Come"
"But anywho, Dashie was walking around in the My Little Human aisle at the store and she found the adorable-est pony figures buried under a bunch of human ones! Seriously, those things creep me out. You know, the eyes don't move and the hair color is insane- black with pink highlights?!- and the cheap comb they come with is completely useless and-"
"Pinkie Pie, I think you have to leave." Twilight gritted her teeth and narrowed her eyes, fighting to keep herself under control.
"But I haven't told you about the My Little Human blind boxes yet!" Pinkie whined as Twilight gently pushed her out the door. "It's sooo hard to get exactly the one you want, and sometimes you get one of the stupid recolors of the one that you want with the blonde hair but really you want the one with the curly brunette hair-"
"Pinkie, I will do anything for you if you just go home." Twilight Sparkle pleaded.
"Anything?"
The unicorn couldn't hold it in much longer. "Yes!" The reply came out as a droning shriek through her teeth.
"Thursday night? My place?" Pinkie raised an eyebrow. "Bring your socks?"
Twilight comtemplated this, but only for a split-second. "Okay. Now please go home."
"And your sweater?"
"Sure. Leave, please."
Pinkie squealed with glee. "Okie Dokie Lokie, I'll get the bed extra fluffy!" With a devious wink she hopped into the darkness, towards a single light that was her home.
Just as the last hair left Twilight's sight, she slammed the door shut with one hoof and used the other to propel herself into the center of her messy abode. Her horn glowed and instantly all the candles, minus one which she brought closer, flickered into oblivion and with a flash of purple Spike suddenly found himself in Rarity's boutique. He smiled at his surroundings and began to creep up the velvet stairs.
Twilight cawed like a wild animal and spread her hind legs wide to the world, then took a deep breath and made one hoof slide from her side to her chest. It tickled, but she paid no mind as she squeezed her eyes shut.
The hoof made its way to where the legs connected to the main body, and without a second thought it slid into her nether regions. It made a wet squeak, but it was quickly drowned out by Twilight's loud moaning. Whether it was of happiness, relief or pain she was not quite sure herself.
One hind leg began to twitch slightly, and her ears fell flat against her skull. Although only one dim candle lit the entire library, she saw bright, abstract figures dance across her closed lids. The breath she held in for so long escaped her in a sharp whistle that could faintly be heard from outside the treehouse, despite the thickness of the bark.
"Oh," she whinnied, "yes!"
She could feel the sticky juices covering her hard hoof, giving the lubrication she needed to soothe the feeling that came over her so suddenly. Her eyes clouded and her cheeks flushed a vibrant crimson. She thought in the back of her head what might have been the consequences if Spike- Celestia forbid Pinkie- saw her in this state.
Little did the studious unicorn know, two hot-pink ears poked over the edge of the closest window, accompanied by a pair of wide eyes. Ice blue irises stared back at Twilight, showing no emotion.
Soon her level of pleasure decreased little by little, and she felt satisfied about what she had done. But from Twilight's eyes came not a tired glint, foreshadowing her quitting for the night-
They were sparkled to life with the urge for more.
Twilight rolled, with the grace of an obese cat, onto her side and curled her hind legs towards her front most ones. All the while she could smell the tart juices splattered across her hoof in random patches, and hungered for more.
“Like fine art,” she thought aloud.
She smiled like the devil himself as she raised the topmost leg, revealing a tiny pink stripe nestled between light lavender fur. It seemed to pulsate, drawing the mare closer as if by some insane magic.
"Kiss me, Twily..." it seemed to whisper.
"Who are you, oh disembodied voice?" she replied in a daze, her voice thick and cracked.
"Who am I? What a silly question, Twilight Sparkle!" She had a feeling deep in her mind that the voice belonged to- the stripe?
"Well, it didn't sound that silly in my head..." Twilight could smell the contents of the stripe as she came ever closer.
"I'm Twilight Sparkle, for Celestia's sake!"
Twilight didn't respond at first. "Really? I'm Twilight Sparkle! Nice to meet you."
"Enough with the formal chatter! Kiss me already!"
Twilight Sprinkle stopped short of laying her lips on her other pair of lips. "Wait a second- you're my-“ She couldn’t finish the sentence, so awkward it sounded in her head.
"Shut up small horse and kiss me!" came the angry reply that reverberated down her thighs.
"If you say so, Mrs. Sparkle!" Twilight leaned in, as far as she could go before her neck broke in two, and gave her lips a wet kiss. She eagerly licked some of the juices that stuck to her tongue.
"More!"
Twilight leaned back into the fray, giving multiple, deep kisses that made her body tremble. Twilight moaned in response, but urged Twilight on with the occasional snap and chuckle.
Soon both were getting bored of this tedious deed of bending and kissing, so Twilight turned to Twilight and said with more than a bit of enthusiasm and said "Stick your horn in me, dear Twilight!"
"How does that even work?" Twilight pondered. She thought back to the diagram of the pony body she made for Celestia- the princess never told her what she was using it for, though- and how brittle and delicate a pony's spine was. It would surely snap if one tried to stick most of (or all) of one’s horn inside.
"Think of Pinkie Pie," Twilight argued, "If the laws of physics do not in any way, shape or form apply to her they most certainly do not apply to you."
"You raise a good point, Twilight...” She paused. “I'll do it, only because you're so good-looking."
Twilight blushed, the color showing easily through her lavender coat. "You're too kind! If anything, you are the looker in this relationship!"
"Oh, my!" Twilight fanned herself with an alternate hoof.
"Oh indeed!"
The two laughed heartily for a few moments, the sound ringing clear to their visitor's awaiting ears.
Suddenly Twilight stopped her laughing abruptly and took a quick look around their dim surroundings. Twilight watched in confusion as she did so.
"I forgot what we were doing." Twilight said after she stopped surveying. Twilight nodded her approval.
From outside, Pinkie Pie was fighting every nerve in her body that screamed "Jump through the window already!"
"No!" She sat down in the grass, her hooves crossed over her chest. "It is obvious Twilight is having a hard time dealing with the fact that me, Pinkie Pie, the bestest party pony in Equestria, invited her over on Thursday. The sheer thought of me and she, in socks, must have driven her to insomnia! I bet she's counting the hours 'till Thursday comes."
She sat there, staring into the dark depths of Ponyville, for a while, simply drinking in the tranquility. Her huge eyes blinked only once.
Then she catapulted herself into Twilight's treehouse, her fourth wall shattering hooves leading the way and her ever-fluffy mane following close behind. She landed elegantly among the remains of the broken window, did a backflip, then touched the ground next to a crimson Twilight.
"Twilight! I knew you would go bonkers at the thought of me and you in a bed with socks! I just knew it, I tell you!" Pinkie exclaimed.
Twilight quickly shuffled her hooves, covering her exposed pink stripe and moving to a position that didn't seem so suggestive. "Heh, this isn't what it looks like?" she whispered.
Pinkie Pie suddenly gained a look of composure one might have never guessed appear on her face. She smiled and looked Twilight deep in her purple eyes, the mischievous smile returning.
"Your secret's safe with me, Twilight." She said with a wink.
The next morning, Twilight woke up as early as possible, her hooves moving before her eyes were fully open. In only a few minutes of brushing her mane into its signature style and adding a dash of eyeliner on her luscious eyelashes, she was out the door and running in the early dawn towards the first stallion she could think of- Big Macintosh.
Her hooves barely touched the ground as she sprinted across town to the Apple Family's gigantic farm, every second that went by giving her shivers. Every second that she lost meant less time to show off, after all.
She went by way of Rarity's glamorous boutique, barely pausing to scan the shop. Just as she appeared she was gone in a flash of lavender and pink, already down the road and heading up one of two hills before getting to her destination.
Just as she left, a dizzy purple dragon, wet with sweat and other various liquids, wobbled out of Rarity's door on trembling legs and fell into the soft grass. A white unicorn, as dashing as always, poked her head out with a devilish grin.
"Now how was that, Spikey-Wikey?" she asked. "Was it what you wanted?"
"Everything I wanted," he lifted his head with a similar smile, "and more." It flopped back into the grass with a hollow thump, and Rarity cawed in delight.
Twilight neared the crest of the last hill, the light of dawn still not fully reaching her eyes. She tripped on a small stone at the very top, and with a shrill cry fell down the hill.
"Curse-you-depth-perception!" She wailed as the end of the hill neared and she made no sign of slowing down.
The unicorn landed conveniently on a mattress atop a cart (Applebloom's "rowdy" night with the Cutie Mark Crusaders broke her other one), was catapulted into an idle apple cart, and rolled out of said apple cart as it tipped over and spilled all of its contents onto the dirt.
"Be careful, this is made from the strongest springs in Equestria!" the pony pulling the cart, a handsome orange unicorn, snapped. "Somepony could get real hurt if they jumped on it."
"Sorry, I was-" Twilight was running towards the barn's entrance before she could finish her sentence. She knocked loudly a few times before a drowsy red head popped out.
"Good day to you, Big Mac!" Twilight said.
"Are ya sure it's mornin' yet?" he answered with a lull in his words. Twilight noticed his mane was randomly tossed about his head and neck, some parts obstructing his eyes.
"Eeyup." Twilight responded with a smile. "So, do you have any plans for tonight?"
"Nope."
Twilight felt her heart skip a beat, but she kept a calm composure. "How does a bed at my place sound? I have my socks all ready, just for you..."
"Nope, Twi."
Her mouth hung wide open, tongue lolling out. "Really? Why ever not?" How could her plan go so wrong?
His eyes went in opposite directions, and he began to stagger. "We all know 'bout your lil-" The stallion fell like a stone and went back to sleep, snoring all the while.
After a few moments Applejack appeared from behind the door, smelling strongly of Applejack Daniels and her mane a mess. Her eyes were glazed but disapproving.
"We all know what ya did, Twi." she began. "And ah can't say I'm too happy."
"Whatever did I do?"
"Well, Pinkie came by late last night and told us ya started playin' with yourself and got really into it and that she had to break it up before ya got yourself hurt. Then she gave us some strange-smellin' cupcakes and ah can't remember the rest." She yawned. "Seriously Twi, ya stick your own hoof up your you-know-where and expect 'do it' with mah brother the very next day? Twilight, I'm mighty disappointed in you."
"Pinkie told you this?" She felt her fur turn a bright shade of crimson. "Oh, when I find that pony she won't be telling anypony about that again!"
"She also said she was tellin' the entire town by dawn, if that helps."
Twilight nearly gagged on her own spit. "B-but she didn't tell anypony outside of Ponyville, right?"
"'Course not. Pinkie's not that cold-hearted."
Twilight began to hatch a cynical plan that could possibly blow up in her face. A grin emerged and she spoke.
"You're going on a business trip next week, arn't you, Applejack?"
"Eeyup. Canterlot, Appleoosa, Las Pegasus... You name it, I'm goin' there to showcase our Apple Cider recipe." She raised an eyebrow. "Special reason?"
"What if I... Paid you not to tell anypony about yesterday night?"
"What's the payment?" Applejack yawned again.
"You, me, Pinkie Pie's secret storage room in Sugarcube Corner. I'll bring my socks."
"Really?" She didn't sound convinced. "Really, Twi? Ya think you can offer me sex in exchange for not embarrassing ya all over Equestria?"
"Maybe..." Twilight lowered her gaze, thinking she lost this battle and preparing to change her name.
"I'll take it, then." Applejack's smile was devious and her teeth were stained badly. "How's Friday sound?"
"Sure."
They spit in their hooves (To Applejack's happiness and Twilight Sparkle's instant regret) and shook vigorously before parting their separate ways, and to wait for Friday.
This chapter is way different from the previous ones, because it has real sex and some other themes such as passionate kissing and stripping. If that isn't your cup of tea, I advise you to wait until a slightly less cloppy chapter is published. You've been warned.
Twilight arrived at Pinkie Pie's doorstep with a heavy heart and fluffy socks hugging her hooves in shades of hot pink and purple. They happened to be a gift from Princess Celestia last Heart's Warming Day.
"Now that I think about it, this wasn't such a good idea..." Twilight contemplated how the Princess would react if she saw the state of her gift after tonight. She always wore them to Canterlot, just to see the wide grin that appeared on her mentor's face. Sometimes she even invited her overnight, to which both awoke feeling exhausted, despite their long slumber, and a generous spray of a thick white substance covering both of them.
She remembered that Princess Celestia invited her to the castle on Sunday, and she thought of how difficult it would be to get them clean.
"Pinkie will understand if I don't come tonight... We could always reschedule!"
With a bounce in her step, Twilight began backing away from the door, her luxurious white sweater billowing in the wind.
"Oh no you don't!"
A flash of pink appeared and Pinkie was atop the unicorn, decked out in various pieces of random clothing. Her muzzle barely snuck through a fedora. "You promised, Twilight! You Pinkie Pie Promised!"
"I did no such thing!" Twilight protested. "Now if you excuse me, I must be on my-"
The pink party mare stuffed a hoof, covered with a tuxedo, into her open mouth. In complete shock, Twilight's tongue fought for a way out and accidentally slid across the cold, hard surface of a hoof. It tastes like vanilla frosting, Twilight thought. Her eyes relaxed and she snapped it across her hoof again, striking the appendage so swiftly that Pinkie cringed.
Twilight mumbled something that slightly resembled a "Nope."
"There's more where that came from, Twi!" She swiped her hoof from within Twilight's jaws, and her tongue licked the still night air. "Come on in!"
Twilight got to her feet, and after pulling up her socks and taking a deep breath, followed her companion.
They emerged in an abandoned Sugarcube Corner, the counter missing an employee and the tabled empty. No sweet scents of tarts, cupcakes or pies drifted in from the kitchen like usual. If anything, the setup seemed ominous and quite creepy to Twilight.
"Are you sure this is okay?" she whispered. The darkness had reduced her vision to a few inches in front of her nose.
From the empty space beyond that came two bright blue eyes and a magenta tail that swayed back and forth slowly. "Eeyup! The Cakes are sleeping and the foals are in bed, so they don't mind as long as we don't scream."
Twilight pondered the consequences of screeching in the dead of night.
"That's calming." she muttered as they reached a flight of dusty wooden stairs that creaked at the slightest touch.
A few hundred stairs later the pair arrived in a lofty attic, the walls painted a charming lavender and a pure white bed in the center. A window brought in moonlight a few feet away.
"This is it?"
Pinkie nodded and shut the door quietly, hopping towards the windowsill. A few pieces of clothing fell off, but not enough for the visually impaired Twilight Sparkle to see a difference. Once she was positioned in front of a beam of milky light, Pinkie began to undress herself.
"This is when the fun begins, Twi..." Pinkie murmured as she slowly took off a pair of jet-black pants, taking great care not to get a hoof stuck in the legging. She shimmied out of a tuxedo top, bits of pink hair emerging as she stripped down.
"Pinkie, what in Celestia's name are you-" Twilight stopped herself as the Earth Pony came to the last article of clothing, a skinny purple thong. Slipping one hoof in the fabric before making room for the other, she pulled it down her lithe legs. It was a sight to behold, although most ponies were usually naked.
Her flanks are gorgeous, Twilight couldn't help but think. And that plot!
When she was finished and a huge pile lay beside the bed, Pinkie jumped onto the mattress and landed perfectly on her side. Her bedroom eyes glowed in the moonlight, and Twilight didn't hesitate to climb in as well.
"Where to begin?" Pinkie wondered. She scratched her forehead with a hoof, still sticky from Twilight's moist tongue.
There was a pause before Twilight had an idea. "I know just the thing. Get on your back."
Pinkie, as if a pet, obeyed her owner's commands and rested her head on a pillow and her back on the soft mattress. "What now, oh super-duper-spectacular Twilight?" Excitement was not in short supply in her tone.
"Spread your legs at a ninety degree angle... Yes, just like that." In comparison, her voice was calm and collected, almost mature.
"You sure know a lot about sex, Twilight." Pinkie added.
"I do my research."
Twilight positioned herself in front of the mare's spread legs, eyes searching for the perfect place to strike. She sat there with a cocky smile for a few moments, but it quickly was downgraded into a confused frown. "Where is it?" she asked in surprise.
"What? My socks?" Pinkie wiggled her hooves, showing off her multi-colored socks. "They're right here, silly!"
"No, your-"
"My sweater? It's at the drycleaners. I got into a... Sticky situation yesterday with some zap-apple jam."
"Not that, Pinkie."
"I don't have anything else..."
Twilight groaned and shook her head. "Where's your vagina, Pinkie?!"
Pinkie snorted. "It's where one always is, Twilight!" She pointed between her legs. "Right there!"
"But where?" Her pink fur didn't help with her search for a familiar pink stripe.
"There!"
"Pinkie, at least try to help me look."
"What are we looking for?"
Twilight facehooved and mumbled a few words no foal should repeat in her head. "You have brought this upon yourself, Pinkie Pie."
She brought her head closer to the soft fur between Pinkie's legs and stuck her tongue, already warmed up from the earlier experience with her hoof, and began to slowly lick.
Pinkie buckled and cawed until a tear fell out from between her eyelids. "It tickles, Twilight!" she managed to say between fits of laughter.
Twilight used her back hooves to hold onto the side of the bed for support- it wasn't of much help, thanks to the slippery socks- and went back in. "It's what must be done." she said simply.
Her tongue flicked between every hair in hopes of finding Pinkie Pie's "special spot." Her attempts were fruitless, though, as after five long minutes she gave up and threw her hooves in the air.
"Do you even have one?!" she exclaimed in rage.
"One what?"
Twilight didn't bother answering; she just stared at her socks.
Pinkie's light bulb suddenly went off. "Oh, that thing!" Using flexibility Twilight didn't even know existed within her, Pinkie pointed out a faint line of flesh nestled between a field of coarse hairs. "Right there!"
The unicorn didn't bother to ask questions; she dove right into her newly discovered treasure.
She flicked her tongue across the surface, but to her surprise Pinkie didn't flinch. She tried again, harder, then looked up for a reaction.
Nothing.
Suddenly her face lit up and Twilight Sparkle waited anxiously for her approval to move forward.
"You had to pick a white sweater, didn't you?" Pinkie had just noticed her friend's long sweater. "That ruins all the fun!"
Twilight grumbled and a few strands of her mane stood on end. Her pupils dilated and she said "Oh, somepony's playing hard to get... Twi can play that game too!"
She made no attempt to be gentle, sticking her whole tongue into Pinkie's pink folds to taste her sweet juices. The mare squealed, but didn't quiver or shake during the ordeal. Twilight flicked her tongue back and forth, feeling the texture and savoring the flavor.
Nothing.
Pinkie yawned. "You're too easy, Twilight. Too gentle."
Twilight flicked an ear, her sanity on end. "Oh really? And you're a master at this?"
"So I've been told."
She put on a cocky, brash grin and motioned to where she was sitting. "Try me, Pinkamena."
Pinkie smiled deviously, then switched spots so that she was now staring at lavender fur among white sheets. The pink stripe was incredibly easy to see here. This'll be a piece of cake, Pinkie thought with a chuckle.
"Lesson one, Twilight- the tongue is a delicate instrument and must be used in a delicate fashion. No wild motions, ever." To prove her point Pinkie lowered her muzzle and carefully licked the skin around the pink stripe.
Twilight fought to keep her poker face, but the feeling was too strong. "Okay, Pinkie, you win..." She felt a sweat coming on, and her cheeks blushed furiously. "We can switch now..."
"Oh no! You have much to learn, Twilight Sparkle." Pinkie cackled. She lifted her head to get a better view of the landscape. "Lesson two- a tongue does not belong in a mare's personal area unless requested. Also, that's a sign of weakness. You gotta go all out for go home- your choice."
Twilight prepared for the worst.
The Earth Pony moved closer, and her lips hit Twilight's surprised pair. Their eyes met and in a single motion Pinkie Pie sat down, her other lips landing on Twilight's. She uttered a moan of pleasure, and Pinkie stuck out her lip.
"This is just the beginning, just you wait!" The last word went an octave higher as she began to grind her lips furiously against her partner's.
Twilight shrieked, quiet enough not to wake anypony but loud enough to get her point across. The sensation felt so good, and a familiar tingling began in her nether regions. Not now!
Pinkie was oblivious, as she was having too much fun feeling their lips meet in a sexual kiss of love. She imagined the juices mixing in a blender set on high. Yet she felt Twilight wasn't satisfied with her offering...
She raised her fluffy tail, and ever so carefully slid into an opening between her legs. Sneaking under Pinkie's stripe, the fine hairs began to tickle Twilight's.
The sensation flared and Twilight felt the orgasm of all orgasms coming on. "Pinkie, it's too much!"
"If anything, it's too little!" Pinkie tickled faster and thrust her hips downwards. Her mouth met her friend's and her muzzle came out dripping in strings of saliva, which fell in droplets onto the white sheet.
The sensation was at its peak and Twilight didn't think she could take it anymore. "PINNNKKKKIIEEE!"
There was a loud splattering noise and Twilight’s body buckled into an orgasm, white goo hitting Pinkie's chest with a dull smacking noise. Pinkie cried out in a combination of maniacal laughter and pleasure, and for the heck of it she decided to orgasm as well. By the time they were done screaming, both pairs of socks were soaked and almost half of their bodies were covered in the same fashion.
Pinkie, more white than pink, collapsed onto Twilight and panted for breath. Her limbs dangled at her sides, and her eyes were dull. "Was it..." She looked for a nice word. "...Fun?"
Twilight struggled for breath and let her tail hang off the bed and her tongue fall into a small pool under her chin. "It was wonderful, Pinkie. I'd do it again, no questions asked."
"Really?"
"Eeyup."
Pinkie smiled, but quickly hid it thanks to the nagging pain that came after an orgasm. "How about-"
Their moment was interrupted by the door opening, and two figures standing in the doorway. Twilight shut her eyes and prayed to Celestia that it wasn't the Cakes.
"Umm... Is everything all right?" came a shy voice that could only belong to a certain pegasus.
"We heard a lot of screaming..." Another voice sounded.
The shock of seeing two figures subsided and both of them saw Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash watching them intently.
"We wanted some late night cupcakes-" Rainbow Dash's eyes adjusted and she couldn't believe what she saw. "What happened here?!"
"It's a long story, Rainbow..." Twilight groaned, her strength gone.
"...Because I want some of it!"
Her eyes opened wide and she saw her friend with a glorious wingboner. "Please Twilight? Looks like you and Pinkie had a lot of fun!"
Pinkie didn't answer; she was already asleep.
Fluttershy nodded in shame. "I'll admit... That looks kinda fun..." she whispered.
Rainbow Dash's eyes brightened. "How about this Saturday? Same place, same time?"
Twilight nodded slowly, her last thought wondering what she had gotten herself into before falling asleep.
