where some things happen...
I have had a very long and stressful day. I started by rolling out of my bed this morning only to realize that my heat cycle had started up again. Fantastic.
I lived alone in Vanhoover and worked at a small store called frozen delights where I served ice cream and the likes. The day started out fairly normally if it wasn't for that irritating sensation in my rump. I went to my shop, unlocked it, and flipped the sign on the window to open. Usually I have a few ponies come in with their foals for breakfast, which is terrible parenting if I do say so myself, and I would say so if I didn't want to go out of business.
Today there was absolutely nopony until well into the day. I had sat on my flank for the entire morning and smelt nothing but the heavy perfume I applied to overlap the musk I was expelling. It wasn't until two past noon that somepony finally arrived but even so I swallowed my foul mood and addressed my customer as professionally as possible.
"Hello and welcome to Frozen Delights, may I help you today?" I asked masking my attitude with ease from practice.
"Yea, yea, just a vanilla and chocolate swirl, and make it quick cause' I have somewhere to be." He said in a very snobby tone of voice.
I completed the order and the transaction of treat and bits. When I opened my mouth to thank him for his stop at My shop, I realized that he had already stormed out of my parlor grumbling to himself.
I was getting very perturbed but it wasn't until closing time when I hadn't had another pony come in that I had a slight break down. I strode out from behind the counter, flipped the sign to closed and slammed the door behind me, making the entire store front shake before locking it and stomping down the mostly deserted road.
I had had slow days, but this was ridiculous. One pony in 13 hours, what a waste of time and energy. It was basically dark now, the last rays of light disappearing over the horizon. I let magic flow to my horn to create a soft glow that allowed me to at least see where I was going. If there was one thing that could help me shake feelings of depression, it was a long walk.
I set off toward the forest, a place of calm and peacefulness. As the trees enveloped me, less of the stars overhead aided my sight and even the moon was hidden by the leaves. With only my magic letting me see the path, I continued deeper into the woods.
I have to admit, it was pretty creepy. It was dark except for a few yards around me, there were animal noises and the occasional twig snap from one of those animals. Fortunately I may still be young, but I do not scare easily. That and my nethers would not let me have a moment of peace.
These two things were of my primary concern until i heard a loud swoosh of air right over my head causing me to hit the ground in an instant.
"What was that?" I ask myself before getting back to my hooves and quickening my pace immediately. However it only took a few seconds for it to happen again except this time when i fell to my hooves I heard something in front of me hitting the dirt.
"Did I scare you? Im sorry." A voice said that came from in front of me. I lifted my head to stare at the speaker.
He was a Pegasus pony with dark grey fur and a blue mane. His wings however were the oddest sight. Less feathers and more leather and they were curved in strange arcs. As I looked him up and down I also noticed that his ears were extra furry and his eyes... His eyes were very predatory. He was a bat pony.
"Are you alright?" He asked again. I realized I had not responded and quickly stood up.
"Yea, I'm alright. You just startled me a bit." I say to him. "Are you a bat pony?"
I see him cringe and immediately go to apologize for whatever I had done, but the problem was that I didn't know what I did wrong. "Sorry." I said without specifying what for.
He recovered quickly and sighed "Its alright, its just that most of us don't like the term bat pony, it sounds feral."
"That's all I have ever heard, I don't know what you go by then." I said, still apologetic.
"Our species goes by the term "Lunar Pegasi" but its a common mistake, don't feel bad." He responded consolingly. "But I go by Stardance, who are you?"
"My name is Sherbet." I said unsure of what else to say.
"Mind if I walk with you?" He asked cheerfully
"I suppose you can." I say, glad for the company. I start walking again and he falls into stride beside me.
"What has you out here tonight, you seem sad?" Star asks, clearly concerned.
"A compilation of things." I return "I have a bad feeling about the future of my store."
"I don't know about running a shop, but I do know what it is like to work so hard to keep something and lose it anyway." His voice drops a bit as he speaks. "You seem a bit young to be running your own business though."
"I am sixteen." I say to him. Sixteen is the age at which a pony becomes an adult and can do what they choose.
"I see." He responds, slightly taken aback. "As am I."
I glance at him again. Although I hadn't noticed before, He did appear to be my age. His muscles were toned, his wings wide and strong, and his legs thick and build to exceed at anything physical.
I return my gaze to his face and realize that he has been watching me take in his body. I blush hard, embarrassed.
"Sorry." I mumble and look at the ground.
Star chuckles. "No, be my guest. I take it as a compliment." He smiles warmly at me. "You are a good looking mare yourself."
At this I blush harder. I lift my head and look him in the eyes. They no longer seem predatory, just heartfelt and kind.
"You really mean that?" I ask with genuine curiosity.
"I do." He nods. "You are also headstrong for owning your own business and you have a nice personality from what I've seen."
I saw it in his behavior. He never once stopped looking me in the eyes and there were no other indications to the contrary. He was telling the truth.
I wanted to thank him so much for that. It was very rare that I got a compliment, let alone one as powerful and truthful as that. There was only one thing I could do to show my gratitude. I close my eyes and press my lips against his.
We both stop walking and we stand there for just a moment before he pushes back into the kiss. I have never kissed before, but this just felt right. We break apart and we gaze enraptured into each others eyes.
"Thank you." I say, caught up in the moment.
"No..." He grabs me around the base of the neck and pulls me closer to him before completing his thought. "Thank you."
We unanimously push back into another kiss. This time he opens his mouth and I open mine as he slips his tongue into my mouth. I moan slightly from the sensation of his tongue on mine and his hot breath on the back of my throat. I push him back with little effort until my torso is resting directly on his without breaking the kiss.
In the midst of our passionate smooching, I feel something begin to press on my rear and I instinctively grunt, sit up, and scoot forward on Star's stomach. Illuminated by my magic is a shaft about nine inches long sticking directly up in the air from his crotch.
"Um..." I begin uncertain of what I was about to do.
"Its OK." he says. "You can ignore that, we don't have to do anything you don't want to."
"Will you keep in contact with me?" I certainly want to, he is a very nice pony.
"Of course." He replies filling me with relief. "How could I turn away a mare such as you?"
Whether it was my own decision entirely, or if my heat cycle had helped me in the decision, i don't know. But my mind had been set. I press my lips against his once again and take dominance over his mouth, feeling around his teeth and tongue all while snaking my hoof down toward his shaft and giving it a stroke.
He shutters and I feel his tongue freeze for a second before resuming wrestling with mine. I fully wrap my hoof around his member before beginning to run it up and down, grazing the medial ring and head as I go. He moans into my mouth and I feel the vibrations all the way through my body.
I break the kiss one more time and lower my muzzle down to his crotch without ever dropping eye contact. I continue to watch his facial expressions as I place my tongue flat on the base of his shaft and very slowly draw it all the way to the tip. He looked like he was in a state between pleasure and irritation.
"Never done this before?" I ask. He shakes his head. "Nor have I." I say and some of his anxiousness melts away.
I place the entire head of his member in my mouth and give it a suck like a straw which earns me another grunt from him. I lower my muzzle down on his member, watching more and more of it disappear into my mouth. My tongue wraps around the shaft in my mouth with ease and I begin pulling my head back and letting my lips and tongue glide along his entire length. He gasps and I keep delivering wet strokes along his member.
"Sherbet, I'm really close." He moans through his own ecstasy. It didn't take long for me to completely relinquish his cock from my mouth and back off. "Why did you just stop?" He asks, obviously annoyed.
"Who said we were done?" I ask in return. I couldn't take it anymore, the burning in my loins was to great.
I crawl back onto his torso and plant my lips back against his. His wide eyes close again as I stand my hind legs up and position my snatch against the head of his shaft. I lower myself down onto him, the tip of his length splitting my lips as he enters my virgin pussy. We both groan into each other as I continue to take more and more of him into me until he reaches my hymen and slides right through it. I had completely forgot about it and although the pain was brief, it was still there and I felt it. I take a sharp intake of breath before calming down and continuing to lower myself onto him.
As I finally reach the base and I feel every inch of him inside of me, it feels amazing. As if that wasn't enough, Star reaches down and starts to massage my flanks, moving my entire body around the cock that is buried inside of me. The pleasure has taken so much energy out of me that it takes everything I have left to lift myself up until about half of him is still in me before slamming myself back down upon him. The grunts and moans I get out of him are enough to give me the strength to bring myself up again and drop myself down, feeling him with every piece of me as I fall down again, letting him deep inside of me once more. He takes his hooves off of my flanks and pushes me off of him. His member leaves my entrance with a soft slurping sound and it starts to feel cold from the breeze on my wet lips.
I begin to question why he pushed me off before he cuts me short. "My turn to be in control." He points to a tree. "Put your fore hooves up against that tree."
I comply and he is instantly on me, one of his own fore hooves on the tree, the other around my torso. It doesn't take long for me to feel his length penetrate me again. In one powerful thrust he pushes all the way back inside of me causing one of my hind hooves to leave the ground. I find it more comfortable to keep it off of the ground and pointed to the side as he delivers another deep thrust. I turn my head around while he continues to pound me so that I may once again lock my lips with him. The pleasure is mounting greatly and I feel myself approaching a swift climax. I pull my mouth away from his so that I may warn him.
"I...I'm about to cum" I manage through grunts from his thrusting into my depths.
"So am I" he returns with what energy he can spare.
That's when I remembered. I was in heat. And he was about to cum inside of me.
"Wait!" I say franticly. "Don't cum..." But it was too late.
StarDance moans as he buries himself as far as he can inside of me and lets loose a torrent of hot, sticky cum deep into my womb. The force of his ejaculation sends me over the edge as well, my walls compress his member and milk as much cum out of him as they can causing us both to moan loudly.
Once our shared pleasure had faded, we drop into the grass, exhausted. I sit up and spread my pussy lips with my hooves and watch as excess cum trickles out of my fertile snatch.
"Shit." I swear aloud catching the attention of my partner
"What's wrong Sherbet?" He asks me. "Too much?"
"Not that." I say upset. "Im in heat, that's why I was trying to tell you not to cum inside of me." I look over at him and notice his wide eyes.
"Im so sorry..." He says to me softly. "I had no idea. Does that mean you're going to be... You know?" He rubs my belly in a wide circle.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure." I say, fear etching into my voice. I place a hoof on my stomach. I have a hard time grasping that there is going to be a living thing growing in me very shortly. A pony. My own foal.
"Its going to be alright." He says to me. "Ill stay with you."
I look up at him with hope in my eyes. "You will?"
"Of course I will." He spoke to me with confidence that I wish that I had. "Its not every day you get to see a mare give birth to your own foal."
"Oh thank you!" I blurt out as I lunge at him and tackle him into a hug.
"No." He says. "Thank you."