Twas 'Neath The Shade Of The Everfree
♦ Twas ‘Neath The Shade Of The Everfree ♦
Shortly after dawn, Camp Everfree
Flash Sentry let out a soft groan while he dragged his sleep-deprived carcass out of bed. In lieu of pajamas, all he wore was a pair of plaid boxer shorts. It was his way of dealing with the omnipresent heat and humidity that always accompanied the summer season. Plus, the vast majority of buildings located within the camp were devoid of air conditioning, including the cabin he was currently residing in.
After performing a series of light stretches, Flash peeled off his sweaty boxers and chucked them into a wicker hamper nearby. The young man then padded across the room towards the linen closet and fished around for a fresh towel. He took his time doing so because there was little need to preserve his modesty. Flash had somehow managed to draw the lucky card that entitled him to his very own private sleeping quarters, unlike the rest of his fellow campers.
The sense of privacy it offered was definitely a great perk, but the cabin also happened to have its own bathroom. Granted, the décor was tacky and the plumbing looked like it was about forty years out of date… but it sure beat waiting in line for the public showers. With that in mind, he slowly cranked the knob and waited for the water to heat up. A cold shower probably would have felt much more refreshing, but he hated taking them even when it was hot outside.
Flash took a glance at his face in the bathroom mirror and sighed. His eyes were completely bloodshot and had dark circles underneath them. Sleep had eluded him the night before. His mind kept replaying the incredibly awkward, soul-crushing conversation he’d had with Sunset the day prior over and over again.
Before going on the trip, he held onto the hope that there was a chance that Sunset would be open to the idea of dating him again. Despite the fact their relationship before she’d been reformed had been nothing short of coercive and one-sided. In other words, he was basically just arm candy for a she-demon.
If anyone asked, Flash wouldn’t hesitate to admit that he still had feelings for Princess Twilight. But as more time began to pass, he came to the painful realization that forming a serious relationship with her was practically impossible, even if the feelings she had for him were mutual. Because she was, in the most literal sense, out of this world.
He had always been attracted to Sunset, albeit to a lesser degree. She was smart, beautiful, tough and much more fun to be around now that she wasn’t totally obsessed with obtaining power and controlling everyone. That’s not to say that he saw her as a consolation prize, but rather he felt that the chances of achieving a sustainable relationship with her were decidedly more realistic.
Flash knew that Sunset hadn’t purposely directed any ill-will towards him during their conversation yesterday. In fact, she seemed distracted and completely oblivious towards his sincere desire to rekindle their friendship and begin things anew. He had put on a brave face at the time to keep Sunset from worrying, but her indifference had hurt him deeply. After Sunset walked away, it felt as though someone had slammed a sledge hammer straight into his gut.
Derpy had somehow witnessed the whole affair and offered him a consolatory shoulder pat, but it did little to ease his pain. After thanking the wall-eyed girl, he vaguely recalled spending the afternoon sulking and throwing pebbles into the lake. Otherwise, the remainder of the day was one continuous blur until he went to bed.
Flash grumbled in disappointment when he felt a stream of lukewarm water cascade down his chest. Taking no pleasure whatsoever from his pathetically tepid shower, Flash went about lathering his hair and body as quickly as possible just to get it over with. Once the task was complete, he toweled off and set about finding something suitable to wear for the day.
It only took a few minutes for him to get dressed. He mechanically grabbed the first set of clothing that happened to be in the drawer, which was: a pair of tan cargo shorts and plain, dark blue t-shirt. Flash scoffed when he noticed the wild state of his hair, so he haphazardly ran a comb through it a few times to straighten it out. Once he was satisfied that it didn’t look like a rat’s nest, he put on a pair of socks and shoes and made his way to the dining hall.
When Flash finally arrived at the dining hall, he found it nearly deserted. He wasn’t particularly surprised, mostly because many of the other campers wouldn’t be caught dead waking up at such an unholy hour of the morning. But that was fine with him. It meant that he didn’t have to talk with anyone or wait in line.
Breakfast was hot and ready within minutes. The plastic tray was packed to the brim with pancakes, bacon, and a mountain of scrambled eggs. Flash would have been more excited to eat it, save for the fact that it had been served to him by a woman who looked like she had more in common with a Silverback Gorilla than a chef. He even went so far as to thank her, but she merely grunted as a reply.
The young man was just about to find a spot to enjoy his breakfast… until he heard someone make a very loud pssssst noise. He directed his attention towards the sound and found that it had originated from a table along the west side of the hall. In all honesty, he really didn’t want any company at the moment but Pinkie Pie was very insistent upon inviting him over to join her. With a resigned sigh, Flash walked over and took a seat next to Pinkie.
The hyperactive girl smiled. “Good Morning! It’s super-duper nice to have company at breakfast for a change.”
“Yeah, same here.” Flash mumbled.
“You sure don’t sound like you’re excited about it. Are you feeling ok?”
Flash sighed. “Sorry, I’m just dealing with some personal problems right now.”
“Ooooh, I see. That’s totally ok. You can tell you dear Auntie Pinkie what’s wrong.”
Flash furrowed his brow in confusion. “That doesn’t make any sense. You can’t be more than a year older than me.”
“C’mon Flashy, you don’t have to get so hung up on minor details! I’m here to lend an ear. Well, not literally because that’d be reeeeally painful and bloody. After all, I don’t want to end up like poor, old Vincent Vangogh.”
“Errr… right. Where do I start?”
“Usually at the beginning. I find that’s best place!”
Flash resisted the overwhelming urge to facepalm. “Yesterday, I asked Sunset if she would be willing to try dating me again. But she seemed really distracted, almost to the point of brushing me off. It made me realize that she wasn’t interested in rekindling our relationship at all.”
“Tough luck, kid. I guess that’s just adding insult to injury considering that you can’t be together with Princess Twilight either, huh?”
“Gee, thanks for reminding me.”
Pinkie’s hair deflated slightly. “I just made it worst, didn’t I?”
“Yeah, you did. But… it’s still somewhat cathartic, I guess. Anyway, I’ve been really bummed out lately and I don’t know how to take my mind off of it. Do you have any ideas?”
Pinkie stroked her chin. “Hmm. Well, I do have a few ideas…”
“Like what?”
“You could always ask Tree Hugger to share some of her stash with you.”
“Her… stash?”
Pinkie wiggled her eyebrows. “You know, those special mushrooms she likes to grow? She’s usually pretty cool about sharing, so I don’t think she’ll mind letting you take a bite—”
“Absolutely not! Do you have any other ideas that don’t involve hallucinogenic drugs?”
Pinkie cocked her head. “How about you go for a hike and get some fresh air? That should help clear your mind. Plus, it’s good for your glutes.”
“That’s… actually not a bad idea. Why didn’t I think of that before?”
Pinkie put on a pair of thick-rimmed glasses and started chewing on a bubblegum cigar. “It iz in mein professional opinion zat you experienced an episode of psychosomatic depression induced by feelings of rejection. Thus, impairing your ability to form logical schemas.”
“Eh?”
Pinkie shrugged. “I’m not a behavioral psychologist, so it’s just a theory.”
“Oooook. Well, thanks for the advice, Pinkie. I think that’s exactly what I’m going to do once I’m finished with breakfast.”
“You’re welcome! And who knows? Maybe you’ll find what you’re looking for in the Everfree.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
Pinkie grinned. “Oh, it’s just a hunch I have. Happy trails!”
Even though his conversation with Pinkie had been a bit odd, Flash felt much better about his situation after discussing it with her. He still had no idea what she’d meant by her last comment, but it wasn’t something that felt was worth dwelling on. Like he’d promised, the young man immediately headed back to the cabin as soon as he was finished eating his breakfast.
Flash began to fill a small backpack with all of the essentials he’d need for a long hike in the forest. He didn’t expect to be out for more than a few hours, but decided to take a few extra bottles of water along with his canteen just in case. Flash then laid out a map of the Everfree Forest on the table. After considering his options, he decided to take a route that was noted as being scenic, but not heavily frequented by camp visitors due to the lack of cleared pathways.
Most of the other CHS students were quite content to stay within the confines of the camp. As far as Flash knew, none of them were avid hikers, spelunkers, or naturalists. They didn’t really have any reason to venture into the forest whatsoever. All the better, Flash concluded. It meant that he could truly get away from everything and focus on enjoying the solitude of nature.
Flash stepped outside the cabin and took a deep breath. The sun slowly began crept over the horizon, bathing the lake and the surrounding forest in a soft, yellow glow. Taking the beautiful scene as a sign of good luck, Flash eagerly trekked towards his chosen path. Much to his surprise, it only took about an hour of walking at a moderate pace for any signs of civilization to disappear. He was now completely surrounded by a seemingly endless ocean of trees, grass, and ferns.
The morning sun that had been so vibrant before was swallowed up by the canopy, leaving only tiny slivers of light to shine through. Had he not being wearing a watch, Flash would have sworn that it was much later in the day. He also noticed how much cooler it was this deep in the forest as compared to camp, which was out in the open.
Flash closed his eyes and listened to the sounds of the forest. The gentle rustling of the wind against branches, melodious birdsong, the occasional woodpecker hammering away at a tree, it all combined into a grand symphony of nature that man could never hope to replicate. For what felt like the first time in ages, Flash truly felt at peace.
While he sat on a log, sipping his canteen, the young man heard something that was quite distinct from everything else. It was faint, but from what he could tell it sounded like… splashing? Intrigued, Flash concentrated until he heard the noise again and went towards the direction he believed it to have originated from. After about twenty minutes of hiking, his efforts were rewarded when came upon a brook. And sure enough, he heard yet another splash.
The brook itself had some of the clearest running water he’d ever seen. It looked good enough to drink straight from the source. Of course, he knew better than to do something stupid like that. Even if the water looked clean, that didn’t necessarily mean it was free of microscopic parasites. The last thing Flash wanted was to be plastered on a toilet seat for the remainder of the trip.
Out of the corner of his eye, Flash spotted a small tributary of the brook that appeared to be flowing into a sizable pond. It was then that he heard another splash and concluded that whatever was making the disturbances had to be located there. Flash crept as quietly as he could towards the pond just in case the interloper happened to be a dangerous predator. He used the foliage as natural camouflage in order to conceal his movements.
Upon reaching a particularly large shrub, Flash slowly peeked over the top to investigate the pond. His eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets when he witnessed a human head emerge instead of the animal he’d come to expect. Flash watched with rapt attention as the person continued to rise from the depths. It quickly became apparent that the person in question was female, simply due to the fact that she was completely naked.
The area of the pond where she was bathing happened to be clear of trees, allowing the sunlight to reflect off of her smooth, bronze-colored skin. The girl’s entire body rippled with lean muscle, indicating that she was either an athlete or took very good care of herself. By Flash’s estimation, her breasts were probably on the lower spectrum of a C-cup… but they were exquisitely shaped and ended with a pair of perky, dark brown nipples.
Flash swallowed a lump in his throat when he noticed that there wasn’t a single wisp of hair to be found on her entire body, save for her head. Although, she did have quite a few ear piercings and a highly stylized griffon tattooed across her lower back. Her snow white hair rested slightly below the neck, allowing Flash to see the violet tips.
When she finally opened her piercing gold eyes, the girl stood still and shifted her gaze directly towards the shrub Flash was currently hiding behind. Realization dawned on Flash in that horribly tense moment. He recognized this girl! It was none other than Gilda Steelclaw, the captain of the CHS Swim Team.
She was infamous around CHS for being a no-nonsense, tough as nails, alpha bitch who didn’t take crap from anyone. If the rumor mill was to be believed, she was also a hardcore lesbian who happened to be a close childhood friend of Rainbow Dash. Flash Sentry held his breath and prayed that she wouldn’t notice him. Otherwise, he was certain to be dead meat.
“Hello? Is there anyone out there?” Gilda shouted.
Since his eyes were closed, Flash didn’t notice the big rock that happened to be near his foot. When he finally decided to move, his shoe got caught on the edge, making him fall face first onto the ground. As soon as he was able to pull himself up, he came face to face with a very irritated Gilda.
“What the hell are you doing all the way out here?”
Flash chuckled nervously. “W-well, you see… I was just going out for a hike a-and I heard a noise, so I decided to investigate what it was.”
“Go on.”
“I thought it might have been a bear or something, but it turned out that it was just you going for a swim. Hehehehe. Funny story, isn’t it?”
Gilda scowled. “I get the part about wanting to go for a hike and satisfying your curiosity. But why were you sneaking around in the bushes for so long? Were you trying to jerk off to me, you pervert?”
“No! Look, I’ll admit that I was watching you. But I was going to leave soon, I swear!”
Gilda crossed her arms. “Considering the fact that your fly isn’t undone, I’m inclined to believe you. However, you still owe me an apology for peeping. And it’d better be a damn good one!”
“Fair enough. Gilda, I’m sorry for—”
“Talk is cheap! You need to show me how sincere you are through action, not words.”
“How do I do that?”
Gilda grinned savagely. “Strip.”
“W-what?!”
“Did I stutter? I said strip!”
Flash’s mouth gapped like a fish. “But that’s—”
“Not fair? Like hell it isn’t! You got to see me naked, so I get to see you naked. Quid pro quo.”
Flash bit his lip. “Alright, you brought up a valid point. Just promise me that you won’t laugh or anything, please?”
“Yeah, yeah scout’s honor and all that crap. Now, hurry up and take off those clothes!”
With a resigned sigh, Flash Sentry accepted his fate. Rather than prolong the inevitable, he decided that it was much easier to just take everything off as quickly as possible in order to get his humiliating apology over with. In less than two minutes, he was wearing nothing but a deep, crimson blush.
Gilda circled around him like a hawk, carefully inspecting every contour of his body with a scrutinizing gaze. For Flash, it felt like an eternity, but in reality it was probably no more than thirty seconds. When she was finished, Gilda directed her attention downwards and hummed to herself.
“Color me surprised, you’re not half bad looking.”
“You’re joking right now, aren’t you?”
Gilda shook her head. “Nope, I’m being totally serious.”
“Oh… a-and just for the record, I think you—ah—look good too.”
A light blush colored Gilda’s cheeks. “You don’t think my muscles are a turn off?”
“Not at all! They really suit you and help accentuate all of your curves. I-I don’t know if anyone else has ever told you that, but it’s my honest opinion.”
Gilda shuffled her feet in the grass. “Well then, which part of my body would you say is your favorite?”
“That’s not a very fair question.”
“Why not?” Gilda huffed.
“You can’t possibly expect me pick only one part!”
“Just a helpful word of advice—” Gilda whispered in his ear, “—flattery will get you everywhere~”
A shiver went down Flash’s spine. “Ermm—well, you have a firm butt? Your stomach is also nice and toned. Come to think of it, your abs are probably in better shape than mine.”
“Keep going, Casanova.”
By now, Flash was practically having heart palpitations. “Yet, I can’t seem to stop looking at your eyes. They’re so intense and mesmerizing. It’s like I’m staring into pools of molten gold. That… sounded really cheesy, didn’t it?”
Rather than answer him verbally, Gilda pressed her body against his and planted a soft kiss upon his lips. They were clumsy and awkward at first because neither of them had expected such an outcome. But after a minute or so, they started to become more comfortable with one another. Eventually, it got to the point where their tongues were wrestling for dominance. Gilda was the first one to break the kiss; a thin strand of saliva followed her lips as she did.
“That’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever said to me.”
“Wait a second, you’re not a lesbian?”
Gilda punched his arm. “What?! Of course not, you bonehead! Just because I’m sporty doesn’t automatically mean that I bat for the other team. Way to ruin the mood...”
“I’m sorry, Gilda. I really shouldn’t have blurted that out. But you have to understand that it’s shocking to find out that you’re actually straight. Just about everyone at CHS thinks you’re a lesbian.”
“Those assholes are always spreading rumors about my life, even though they’ve never really taken the time to get to know me,” Gilda screamed, “I should just beat the shit outta all of ‘em and be done with it!”
Flash gently rubbed her back. “Hey, it’s alright. You can vent if you want. I’ll listen.”
“Thanks for the offer, but I’m not gonna waste another breath talking about those losers. Not when I have the chance to hang out with you instead.”
“Really?”
Gilda crossed her arms. “There’s no need for you to act so surprised.”
“You actually enjoy being with me?”
Gilda smacked Flash upside the head. “You are one seriously dense mother fucker! After the kiss we just had, the answer to that question should be obvious!”
“Oh.”
Gilda’s entire face turned beet red. “Just so we’re clear: you’re the first guy who’s ever talked to me for more than a few seconds without being intimidated. And you seem to think I’m sexy. That counts for a lot in my book. So, do you want to try being my boyfriend or not?!”
“I’m not opposed to the idea or anything, but isn’t this all happening a little too fast? We just met and—”
Gilda placed her finger on his lips. “Listen, Flash: I’m not the type of girl who needs to go out on a bunch of fancy dates to decide if I’m into someone. Considering the fact that we’re already undressed and find each other attractive, I think we should just let the chips fall where they may.”
“Are you implying that we should have… sex?”
Gilda gave him a half lidded stare. “What else would a pair of perfectly healthy, naked teenagers want to do in a secluded spot like this? In case you haven’t noticed, we’re all alone out here. Which means: we could bump uglies ‘till lunchtime and no one would interrupt us~”
Flash Sentry’s pulse raced, his palms became clammy, and he suddenly found great difficulty with the simple act of breathing. He may have dated Sunset Shimmer, but they were never very intimate with one other. Panic gripped Flash’s poor brain as he desperately tried to figure what to do next. He’d never met a girl quite as unapologetically blunt as Gilda before. And to make matters worse, he was technically still a virgin.
“Uh yeah, that’s certainly true.”
Gilda scampered over to the duffle bag she’d brought along with her, and pulled out a large, white bath towel. She then gripped the outer edge and spread it out like a blanket on the grass. Utterly confused, Flash stared at her, wondering what exactly she was up to. Before he could even ask, Gilda grabbed his arm and gestured towards the towel.
“Sit.”
Flash did as he was told, even though there were a thousand questions running through his mind. Gilda sauntered towards the towel with the predatory grace of a tigress. She wanted to make sure that the man in front of her had ample opportunity to admire her lithe, muscular form. Completely transfixed by the swim captain’s erotic display, Flash felt a fire begin to grow in his belly.
Gilda got on all fours and slowly crawled in between his legs. After taking a deep breath, she took hold of his shaft and began to gently pump her hand up and down its length. It didn’t take very long before Flash was sporting a full, throbbing erection. Gilda let out a quiet, panicked squeak when she finally came to terms with what she was about to do.
Take a deep breath, girl. This isn’t the first time you’ve seen a penis. But… it’s completely different when you’re up close and actually TOUCHING it! Oh gods, I’m having some serious second thoughts about this! O-ok… just act natural, like you’ve totally done this before. Well, here goes nothin’…
Flash shuddered when he felt Gilda pepper his shaft with a series of light kisses, all the way up the tip of his head. She continued her ministrations slowly, licking his cock like a hot, meaty popsicle. A tiny bead of precum soon formed on the tip, which Gilda hesitantly sampled. After screwing her courage, the tomboy then took as much of his length as she could into her mouth.
It wasn’t long before she began bobbing her head up and down in a rhythmic motion. Her soft lips slid along the sensitive underside of his shaft, sending waves of pleasure tingling down Flash’s spine. He dug his fingers into the towel and hissed out a ragged sigh when he felt an intense pressure begin to build deep inside his balls.
“I-I don’t think I can hold it in much longer!”
The swim team captain heard her partner’s warning, but chose not to acknowledge it. Instead, she quickened her pace; making extremely lewd slurping noises as she did so. A few moments later, Flash let out a cry of unbridled pleasure while he filled Gilda’s mouth to the brim with his hot, sticky seed. Without so much as a complaint, she drank all of it down to the last drop.
“Damn, you must’ve been really backed up to cum that much.”
Flash suddenly found a nearby twig incredibly interesting. “Umm—that’s—I’d rather not get into specifics.”
“Let me guess: you haven’t masturbated once since we got here, have you?”
“No, I haven’t.” Flash hesitantly admitted.
Gilda laid flat on her back and gave Flash her sexiest come-hither stare. “Let me tell you a little secret: I haven’t either. Do you think you could help me out with that?”
The young man awkwardly positioned himself atop Gilda, straddling his legs against the sides of her waist. Even though she made no attempt to push him away, he couldn’t help but notice that her previously confident visage slowly began to morph into an adorable expression of bashful surprise. False bravado or not, he had no intention of disappointing her.
Flash carefully cupped Gilda’s breasts in his palms, kneading them experimentally just to see what they felt like. He was completely astounded by how they managed to be both firm and incredibly soft at the same time. According to conjecture he’d overheard from various sources at CHS, women with smaller breasts were far more responsive to touch than those who had larger ones.
Supposedly, it was due to a lack of fatty tissue interfering with the sensitive glands just below the surface of the skin. Flash was, by no means, an expert on human anatomy but even he could tell that there was hardly an ounce of fat to be found on Gilda’s toned physique.
His confidence bolstered by Gilda’s soft mewls of pleasure; Flash gently squeezed her breast and guided her erect nipple towards his lips. While he continued to suckle her right breast, he teased her remaining nipple by rolling it in between his thumb and finger. He was very careful not to apply too much pressure; he didn’t want to injure his partner inadvertently.
Flash shifted his attention away from her breasts, and began to plant a succession of soft kisses that started at her stomach and trailed all the way down to her waistline. He used his fingers to gently pry apart the outer edges of her labia, in order to more readily access the smooth, salmon colored flesh located within.
The young man eagerly lapped inside of her walls, savoring the salty-sweet flavor of Gilda’s arousal. It was definitely not something Flash was accustomed to, but he decided that he rather enjoyed the taste all the same. Just as his tongue and jaw were beginning to get sore, Gilda suddenly squeezed his head in-between her thighs like a nutcracker. It was slightly painful for Flash, but it was all worth it when he finally heard Gilda cry out in ecstasy as a powerful orgasm rocked her body.
“Holy fuck—” Gilda panted, “—that was awesome.”
“Thank goodness. I was afraid that I wasn’t doing it right.”
Gilda’s lips curled into a goofy smile. “Mhmmm. Don’t worry; what you did was plenty good enough for me. You’ve got one wickedly strong tongue, dude.”
“And you’ve got some wickedly strong thighs. I thought you were gonna crush my head there for a second…”
Gilda’s eyes widened with concern. “I-I didn’t hurt you, did I?!”
“Ah… a little bit, maybe? But the pain was totally worth it.”
Gilda averted her eyes, and drew a shallow circle in the grass with her finger. “I’m really sorry, Flash. I swear it wasn’t on purpose.”
“Hey, it’s ok. You don’t have to beat yourself up over it. But damn. Those legs muscles of yours are no joke!”
Gilda whipped her head around and got close to his face. “I’ll have you know that I bust my ass every day to get them like that. Seriously, training and conditioning is a lot of hard work!”
Realizing his poor choice of words, Flash attempted to diffuse her anger by brushing his fingers against her cheek. “Don’t you see? Your muscles are the very thing that makes you so unique and beautiful, Gilda.”
Gilda blushed furiously. “Why do you choose now, of all times, to wax poetic?”
“Because everything I said is true and—”
Flash never got to finish his sentence. Mostly because he was too busy enjoying the taste of Gilda’s lips when she pulled him into an aggressive, passionate kiss. His flaccid member surged to life when he felt Gilda use her thumb to stimulate the sensitive patch of skin located right underneath his head.
Within the scope a few breaths, Flash was fully erect once more. Undeterred, Gilda continued to massage his shaft until a tiny bead of precum formed at the tip. Satisfied with her work, the tomboy rubbed the sticky glob in-between her fingers and giggled. Flash barely got the chance to make sense of what was going on when he witnessed Gilda crawl onto her hands and knees. The swim team captain then lifted her rump into the air and hesitantly presented her body.
Flash’s heart pounded in his chest as he gawked at Gilda’s puffy, glistening lips. The intoxicating, musky scent of her arousal wafted into his nostrils as he took a moment to catch his breath. This was it. He was finally going to lose his virginity! But…why did it have to be so exciting and utterly terrifying at the same time?
“C’mon, Flash,” Gilda groused, “This position is really embarrassing! I thought you wanted to fuck me. What’s wrong?”
“I—umm—didn’t bring a condom or anything…”
Gilda groaned. “I’m on the pill. You don’t have to worry about knocking me up.”
“But… why?”
“That’s because… it helps take the edge off of my period. Look, can we really not talk about this right now?”
“Sorry! I-I’m really nervous right now because I’ve never gotten this far before.”
Gilda’s legs quivered slightly. “Well, the feeling’s mutual. It’s my first time too, ya know.”
“Are you sure that you’re ok with me taking your—”
“FOR FUCK’S SAKE, YES! Just… try to stick it in as gently as you can.”
Flash swallowed hard and silently nodded in agreement. He grasped the base of his shaft and gently rubbed it along the outside of Gilda’s pussy. She moaned softly at the contact, but he didn’t stop until his length was slick with her juices. Carefully, he guided the tip of his head towards the opening and began to push forward.
Although Flash had tried to enter her as slowly as possible, his entire penis slid in to the root with the barest of effort. Gilda gasped loudly and involuntarily clenched her muscles as a result. Instead of apologizing, Flash focused on moving his hips. His thrusts were deliberately slow and experimental at first. He was still trying to get used to mind-numbingly wonderful sensation of Gilda’s warm, slippery pussy practically sucking him in.
After a time, Flash grew more confident and started to increase the speed and strength of his thrusts. He dug his fingers into the toned muscles of Gilda’s hips, and reveled in the lewd, staccato rhythm of flesh slapping against flesh. The young couple grunted with reckless abandon as they continued to lose themselves in a haze of lustful passion.
When Flash finally felt the urge to cum, it was nothing compared to when Gilda had pleasured him with her mouth. What he was currently experiencing was multitudes more intense and visceral. It felt as though he was pumping every last shred of energy he had left straight through his cock.
With one final thrust, Flash pushed his manhood into Gilda as far as it could possibly go. As he was in the process of filling her with his seed, he felt his partner’s walls constrict around him like a python. Both of them moaned loudly as they rode a rippling wave of pleasure from their mutually shared orgasm.
The two lovers immediately collapsed on top of one another once they were finished. Each of them panted heavily in an attempt to try to catch their breath. As they lay on the ground, a single beam of sunlight trickled through the forest canopy, reflecting off the thin sheen of sweat that now covered their bodies.
Upon finding the will to move again, Flash lazily removed himself from the velvety soft depths of Gilda’s pussy. Despite the fact that it was the middle of summer, he shivered slightly when his penis became fully exposed to the air once more.
A thin bead of cum slowly oozed from his head onto the towel beneath him. Normally, he would have been quite embarrassed by this, but he was too busy enjoying the afterglow of sex to properly care. With a satisfied smile on his face, he snuggled up against Gilda’s back and wrapped his arms around her waist. In turn, she let out a dreamy sigh and nuzzled her cheek against his shoulder.
“That was… something else.”
“Mhmm.” Flash murmured in agreement.
“Flash?”
“Hmm?”
Gilda wrapped her fingers around his semi-flaccid shaft and gave it a hard squeeze. “I distinctly remember asking you to be gentle. When did you decide it was ok to just ram your entire dick into me without any warning? I wasn’t ready for it, you asshole!”
Flash yelped in pain. “I swear it wasn’t on purpose! You were so wet that it slipped right in. Honestly, I tried putting it in as slowly as I could.”
“I guess I shouldn’t be too surprised. I mean, this was the first time either of us had sex. Mistakes were bound to happen.”
Flash shook his head. “No, you had every right to be upset with me. I should’ve been more careful and considerate of how you felt. I’ll be sure to remember that next time.”
“So… is your dick ok?”
“I’ll get over it soon enough. It was a bit more painful than I expected because I’m—ah—still a bit sore.”
“Damn it all,” Gilda growled while slamming her fist into the ground, “Now I feel like a total bitch for doing that to you. This is exactly why it’s never been easy for me to make friends. My temper always seems to get the best of me!”
“Shhhhh. Everything’s fine.”
“That’s bullshit and you know it! Flash, I could have seriously hurt you! What kind of girlfriend—hell—what kind of person does that? A lousy one, that’s for sure. If you left now never talked to me again, I’d understand...”
Flash rolled over and caressed Gilda’s cheek with his hand. “You made a mistake. So what? Everybody does. Was I hurt by what you did? Sure. But you’ve already proven to me that you regret what you did. That’s what really counts at the end of the day.”
Gilda’s voice cracked. “I’m so sorry!”
Flash was about to say something more, but he stopped. Gilda probably wouldn’t have listened anyway, considering that she was far too busy bawling her eyes out into his chest. Was it gross getting covered in snot and tears? Yes. But if he could endure she-demons and transdimensional princesses, then he could certainly endure a normal woman’s tears. When the tomboy finally seemed like she had calmed down, Flash ran his fingers through her sweat dampened hair.
“Are you feeling better now?”
Gilda let out an adorable hiccup and nodded. “A lot better, thanks. Are you… still willing to give this whole relationship thing with me a try?”
“Yeah, I’d like that.”
Gilda tightened her grip on his hand. “I can’t promise that I’ll be the perfect girlfriend, but I’ll try my best.”
“Hey, Gilda?”
“Hmm?”
“We can’t go back to camp smelling like this.”
Gilda sniffed herself and blushed. “No kidding. We absolutely reek of sweat and sex.”
“Why don’t we go for a swim? It’ll help us clean up if nothing else.”
Gilda was already running towards the pond at full tilt by the time he finished his sentence. With the grace of a mermaid, she dove in head first and surfaced with a wide grin plastered on her face. Flash followed suit and performed a cannonball right next to the swim team captain, splashing water all over her.
Rather than be angry about it, Gilda laughed and dunked Flash’s head underwater. When he finally surfaced, Flash grabbed her by the waist and pressed his lips against hers. She answered his kiss in kind by slipping her tongue into his mouth, using it to grapple with his own.
When they finally broke the kiss, Flash could already feel his excitement growing again, even though the water was fairly cold. Since Gilda’s body was pressed so close against him, he was certain that she could feel his erection poking her belly.
“Hot damn, look how hard you’ve become. You’re insatiable~” Gilda teased.
“Sorry,” Flash mumbled, “I know we’re supposed to be focusing on cleaning up, but I couldn’t resist kissing you, and one thing led to another—”
Gilda placed her finger on his lips. “Shut up. I’ve always wondered what it’s like to have sex in the water anyway. And we’re sure as hell not going to waste this opportunity to find out.”
In order to support herself, Gilda coiled her legs around Flash’s waist and one arm behind his back, while her hand comfortably rested upon his shoulder. She used her remaining hand to hold his penis in place, so that she could lower herself onto it.
Due to the relative temperature of the water, Flash’s manhood was immeasurably hot by comparison. Gilda hissed loudly and bit her lip as it slowly pushed into her further. With her lover’s cock now buried deep within her folds, Gilda took hold of his other shoulder and began to grind her hips. Meanwhile, Flash sunk his fingers into the flesh of Gilda’s deliciously firm ass and pumped his own hips forward.
Even though the pace of their love-making had slowed considerably from before, both of their bodies had become hyper sensitive, making even the minutest of ministrations that much more intense. Gilda, in particular, felt as though she was experiencing a single, continuous orgasm that seemed to radiate from her core all the way to the tips of her toes.
Flash knew he was nearing the absolute limit of his stamina. The all too familiar sensation of tightening pressure deep within his balls signaled that he still had one last load to release. Gilda then let out a throaty moan as she arched her back, dug her fingernails into his shoulders, and milked his manhood for all it was worth.
By some miracle, Flash was able to cum a third time. Since he had done so twice already, it took quite a bit more effort for him to squirt out the remaining vestiges of semen left in his shaft. Once he was finished, Flash grunted softly and sunk further into the water with Gilda still in his arms.
Neither of them spoke for a long time, mostly because they felt that they didn’t need. Whether or not their silence had more to do with the fact that they were completely exhausted and sore was anyone’s guess. However, that didn’t stop the young couple from enjoying some post-coital cuddling.
As soon as they had recovered enough of their strength, Flash and Gilda finally decided to clean themselves in earnest. There were some bouts of playful groping and kissing while they bathed, but nothing quite so intense and passionate as before. Eventually, they stepped out of the pond and decided to allow the sun to dry their skin naturally.
Not that it was a difficult decision by any stretch of the imagination. The only towel they possessed was soiled with cum, sweat, and grass stains. Both of them stared at the bundle of cloth and shared an awkward laugh. They pitied the poor soul back at camp whose job it was to launder such things.
Gilda let out a forlorn sigh. “Man, I really don’t feel like putting my clothes back on. It’s too hot for that shit.”
“Me neither, but we can’t just go waltzing back to camp in our birthday suits.”
“Are you sure? Streaking through the camp might be fun! Think of what everyone would say!”
Flash swallowed a lump in his throat. “Uhm…”
“You’re such a dweeb,” Gilda cackled, “I was just fucking with you. I’m not one of those freaky exhibitionists or anything like that. Wait… you’re not into that kind of stuff, are you?”
“No, of course I’m not! I just thought you were being serious there for a second.”
Gilda smirked and gave his ass a playful tweak. “You know what? I changed my mind. Streaking with you actually sounds kind of fun. Something to consider in the future, perhaps? For now though, we really should get dressed and head back. Judging by how high the sun is, it’s probably already lunch time.”
“Uh… yeah, good call.”
Rainbow Dash and Applejack sat across from one another in the dining hall, conversing while enjoying their lunch. Just as RD was about to shove another handful of French Fries into her mouth, she suddenly dropped them back onto her tray. AJ’s brow furrowed in confusion, but she waited patiently until RD explained what was going on before offering any commentary.
“What the actual fuck?!”
AJ cocked her head. “Uh… mind tellin’ me what exactly is goin’ on, Sugarcube?”
“Oh, right. You’re not facing the door. I just saw G and Flash walk in to get some lunch.”
“There ain’t nothin’ strange about that. Everyone’s gotta eat.”
RD growled in frustration. “No, I mean—they were HOLDING hands and stuff!”
“Ah still don’t follow.”
“Flash and G totally look like they’re going out. There’s no other explanation. Just look at them!”
Applejack not so subtly turned her head around to take a gander and saw that Flash and Gilda were indeed sitting together. In fact, they seemed to be so comfortable that they were feeding each other food. Just like lovey-dovey couples would do. The farm girl simply shrugged and looked back at her friend.
“It certainly looks like they’re datin’. What of it?”
Rainbow’s voice lowered to a whisper. “Don’t you get it? Even though she’s super tough and doesn’t take anyone’s shit, G’s secretly wanted a boyfriend—for like—forever! But every single one of the guys at CHS she tried to ask out were always too intimidated to say yes. My question is: where the hell did Flash find the balls to ask her out?”
“Ah reckon that ain’t any of our business, Dashie. Besides, can’t ya just be happy for ‘em? They seem ta be enjoyin’ themselves, near as Ah can tell.”
Rainbow bit her lip. “G’s my best friend, AJ. I gotta make sure that Flash is good enough for her.”
“What’re ya so worked up about? Flash seems like a decent enough fella ta me.”
“Well, I don’t like how he was all goo-goo eyed for Princess Twilight and then seemed to go crawling back to Sunset once he figured out that she wasn’t coming back anytime soon. What if this is just another random fling for him? I swear I’ll kick his ass to a bloody pulp if he breaks G’s heart!”
AJ placed her hand on RD’s shoulder. “Simmer down, Sugarcube. Ah know ya love Gilda like a sister. But sometimes, ya just have ta give folks the benefit of the doubt.”
“I know, but it’s hard! Can I at least go over there and ask them how everything’s going?”
“Ah suppose that wouldn’t hurt anythin’. Keep your temper in check, though. Ah don’t wanna have ta intervene if ya get ornery. Understand?”
“Yeah, yeah. I got it.” Rainbow grumbled.
Once the girls were finished eating their lunch, they walked over to the table Flash and Gilda were sitting at and introduced themselves as nonchalantly as possible. It wasn’t as if they were all complete strangers to one another, but Flash still felt extremely uncomfortable with the icy glare Rainbow was giving him, even though her voice remained relatively calm.
“How’s it hangin’ G? Anything new going on?”
Gilda took a sip of her soda. “Oh, not too much. Except that I started dating Flash.”
“Cool. So, how did that come about?”
Gilda picked up on Rainbow’s strained tone, but decided not to comment on it. “Not much to tell, really. I was out in the woods going for a swim, and he happened to bump into me. We talked for a bit and things just sort of clicked.”
“Hold on a second. Ever since we were kids, you never wore a bathing suit unless you absolutely had to. Aren’t your nips still super sensitive and stuff?”
Gilda’s cheeks flushed beet red. “S-SHUT UP, DASH! You aren’t supposed to be talking about that kind of shit in public!”
“Hehe, sorry. I forgot. But that still doesn’t explain—”
“Ok, fine! I’ll admit that I was skinny dipping and Flash happened to see me naked. There, are you happy now?”
Dash pounded her fist against the table. “I knew there was something you weren’t telling me! He didn’t do anything weird, did he?”
“Well, not exactly weird per say…”
Rainbow furrowed her brow in confusion. “What’s that supposed to mean? Don’t leave me in the dark, G.”
“It means that we had sex, Dash.” Gilda admitted in a quiet voice.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!”
Applejack tugged on RD’s ear. “Calm down, ya hothead. Those two are entitled ta makin’ their own decisions with their bodies, for better or worse. If what they were doin’ was consensual, then we don’t have any right ta judge ‘em. That bein’ said: was what y’all were doin’ consensual?”
The young couple blushed profusely but they eagerly nodded in agreement. Most of Rainbow’s anger evaporated when she saw Gilda rest her head affectionately against Flash’s shoulder. However, she still wasn’t entirely convinced that she could trust Flash Sentry with her best friend’s heart. Her stubborn pride only allowed her to look somewhat remorseful for her earlier remarks, mostly because she really wasn’t all that sorry for making them. It was more for Gilda and AJ’s benefit.
“Flash, I’m only giving you my blessing because I haven’t seen Gilda this happy in a long time,” RD hesitantly admitted, “But don’t you dare think for a second that this means I won’t be keeping an eye on you! If you break her heart: I will find you and I will kill you.”
Flash didn’t doubt for a second that Rainbow was bluffing. He came to the realization that it would be quite a while before she truly believed that he was serious about dating Gilda. Flash found the swim team captain attractive and obviously enjoyed having sex with her, but he was legitimately surprised at just how much they had in common while they chatted on the way back to camp. Like their shared passion for punk rock and playing the electric guitar. Given time, he was certain that their interests would grow beyond that and serve to deepen their relationship.
Flash smiled and kissed Gilda’s cheek. “Don’t worry; I’ll be sure to take good care of her.”
♦ The End ♦