Fluttershy


                                            >Fluttershy’s soft voice fills the room as you lounge next to her on the bed.

                                            “You know if you ever get uncomfortable we can stop at any time.”

                                            >She coos soothingly as she licks up the side of your bare chest and neck.

                                            >”I think I’ll be fine…as long as we take it slow.” You respond while running your hands across her mane and back.

                                            >You still weren’t too sure this idea would work, after all you were a completely different species…and not to mention the wrong gender.

                                            >But after being together for years, you would do anything to take your relationship that one step further.

                                            >Apparently love was it’s own version of magic, and through love, a lot of things that seemed impossible were possible.

                                            “Of course we’ll take it slow.”

                                            >She pulls back to look into your eyes for a moment.

                                            “I love you Anon.”

                                            >”I love you too.”

                                            >A short smile graces her face, and your hands move to start your consummation.

                                            >Your lips meet and tongues tangle as your finger finds its way to her sheath.

                                            >You slip a digit inside the warm pocket and gently rub at the spongy mare penis inside.

                                            “Mmmm…I think she likes that…” She coos as her sheath starts to swell.

                                            >You lean down and lick the leathery outside of her sheath and plant your nose at the entrance.

                                            >A deep inhale gives you a good whisk of her musk and solidifies your own erection.

                                            >Your flat tongue gently laps at the entrance until her mare meat pokes out.

                                            >Once it does your wrap your lips around it and suck as you pull back—as if to pull the rest of her shaft free.

                                            “Eeeep!”

                                            >Some would find it annoying, but you found her shyness to be a major turn on.

                                            >The way she would sit there and let you do anything you wanted…while enjoying it, was definitely one of your favorite aspects of intimacy.

                                            >And the way she acted embarrassed about being turned on was adorable.

                                            >One hand moves to her hefty testes and you start massaging them as your other hand and mouth double team her glistening pink shaft.

                                            >You look up to see her loving eyes watching you as you taste her sex.

                                            >But she quickly looks away as she flares hard against your touch.

                                            >”You’re absolutely beautiful Flutters.”

                                            >Your compliment was aimed at her well prepared mane and coat just as much as it was at her modest phallus.

                                            >The ten inch tube of warm love was fairly narrow even by human standards, which made it practical for your equally restrictive anatomy.

                                            >Her response comes in the form of a teaspoon of pre-cum that squeezes out of her head.

                                            >You lather her shaft with it as she holds her fore hooves to her chest and breathes heavily.

                                            >Once she’s evenly covered with her own product you go back to licking and kissing up her member. The added salty-sweet flavor helps you ensure you don’t miss a single inch of her.

                                            >Half-way through you catch her eyes boring into your midsection and you move to answer her unspoken request.

                                            >Hips push towards her face and she leans in to meet you halfway with a wet lick of her own.

                                            >The next minute seems like forever as you show eachother’s genitals some oral affection.

                                            >You stop as you notice her flaring increase in frequency—a sure indicator of her impending orgasm.

                                            >Edging her to the brink of orgasm and back again was an essential part of this process.

                                            >Despite the possibility of it, the odds of actual insemination were stacked against you.

                                            >You needed as much out of her as possible, and the only way to do that was to stimulate her build up of seed.

                                            >…And to fuck…a lot.

                                            >Her one hind leg stays up in the air as her glistening pink penis bobs with her heartbeat inches from your nose.

                                            >You find a comfortable spot resting on her inner thigh and slowly turn your attention to sniffing and licking at her less sensitive sack.

                                            >Fluttershy was too into your fellatio to acknowledge your respite.

                                            >”Gah!”

                                            >You grunt as she takes your full length into her mouth and swallows.

                                            >A thought flashes in your mind and you momentarily question your decision to bear your foal.

                                            >You’d discussed it with her for nearly a year, but that lingering fear of the unknown still stuck with you.

                                            >Your pause in her ministrations tip her off that something’s wrong and she breaks off your slobbery member with a loud pop.

                                            “Is everything alright love?”

                                            >You look into her beautiful eyes.

                                            >”I’m…I’m fine.”

                                            >She knows immediately what’s wrong.

                                            “If you’re having second thoughts we can hold off until another night, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

                                            >Your heart lurches at her compassion.

                                            >This was the only reason you wouldn’t quit now.

                                            >Her amazing love and care for you made you feel like everything was going to be ok.

                                            >She’d be there to hold your hand every step of the way.

                                            >”I want to do this tonight Flutters.”

                                            “Are you sure?”

                                            >You nuzzle into her squishy testicles—the testicles that carried your foal, “Absolutely.”

                                            >She smiles before nuzzling into yours.

                                            >Her nuzzles turn into licks and her licks draw her back into her deep mouth blowjob.

                                            >The process of getting pregnant by her was as delicate as it was passionate.

                                            >Not only did you have to follow a strict set of guidelines and meet certain requirements, but you had to do all of that under the pretenses of unbridled love.

                                            >Twilight found a book in the castle libraries that described the process step-by-step, and while it made no mention of humans, she assured you that it would still work.

                                            >You’d read the relevant passages at least a dozen times. You knew everything that had to occur to pull this off without a hitch.

                                            >The first step had required plenty of dedication.

                                            >For the past month you’ve had to keep her uterus wet with your seed. The book specified never going more than 8 hours without fornication, and while you had no lack of appetite, you often found yourself rushing back from work, or waking up in the middle of the night in order to meet your sex quota.

                                            >The purpose of this was so her body could absorb your alien DNA and reproduce sex fluids that were a true combination of you both. The greater the disparity between species, the longer her body needed for adjustment.

                                            >Twilight estimated she’d have viable seed after four weeks, and that was reinforced by the fact that her cum had begun to taste different as of late.

                                            >The second step was what you were unsure of.

                                            >The book made no mention of you needing anything other than a deep love for your partner.

                                            >Magic would ensure your fertility.

                                            >You throw your last doubt to the wind and pour your heart into your endeavor.

                                            >Your mouth licks around her sweaty gonads to the smooth, naked slit underneath.

                                            >A clitoris bobs out to meet your well-acquainted tongue and you lick her until you feel your self about to explode in her mouth.

                                            >You gently ‘tap out’ on her butt cheek and she knowingly pulls away.

                                            >Without missing a beat you reposition and pierce her sopping nether-lips with your saliva-covered shaft.

                                            >She had been close from your licking, and was getting closer with every rabid thrust.

                                            >Luckily you finish before she has a chance to spill her valuable seed.

                                            >Instead you spill yours deep in her canal as she hums and twitches in satisfaction.

                                            “That was a lot this time Anon…”

                                            >”Heh, I think you’re going to have more dear.”

                                            >She blushes, “Well I need to for this to work.”

                                            >You remain hilted and grind against her until you sense her orgasm approaching a second time, then you pull out.

                                            >Her testes rise and fall as conflicting commands from the Pegasus’s body tells them to keep making sperm.

                                            >You move to hold each other and your mouths meet in a passionate kiss.

                                            >For the next few minutes the room is filled with the sounds of saliva exchange as your wet mouths satiate their appetites.

                                            >When you notice she’s still hard you taper off to short pecks and licks, and then to sniffing and nuzzling.

                                            >Finally her member goes limp and you’re free to edge her a third and final time.

                                            >You gently lay the delicate pegasus on her back and trail kisses down her body.

                                            >You stop at her teats and give her furry nipples a few swirly’s before heading lower.

                                            >Again you bury your tongue in the folds of loose skin near her sheath and move a hand between her spread legs to rub up on her two holes.

                                            >She gasps as she quickly grows to full length again and you resume lubing her up.

                                            >A finger slips inside her perky anus and you feel her moist innards as she starts twitching and flaring like the pent-up pegasus she is.

                                            “Ngaaaaagh!”

                                            >She flares hard as you plunge your finger into her rectum and slip your thumb under her clit.

                                            >She starts panting and humping against your kisses while clenching on your digits.

                                            >Her engorged penis head flares to an obscene size as her testicles finally get the go-ahead to squirt out the immense fluid pressure they contained.

                                            >Suddenly you pull away from her and hold the root of her shaft with one hand and put pressure under her balls with the other.”

                                            “Aaaagh! Aghah!”

                                            >She squeals as she bucks powerfully into your grasp.

                                            >Her orgasm overtakes her and her entire shaft pulses with sexual pleasure as you rapidly stroke its lubed length.

                                            >But nothing comes out.

                                            >The pressure you were putting on that specific part of her anatomy was preventing her seed from filling her penis.

                                            >For her it felt like a prolonged but ruined orgasm.

                                            >You hated doing it to her, but hopefully it would pay off.

                                            >Eventually her contractions stop and she relaxes back onto the bed, panting and sweating.

                                            >You keep the pressure under her balls or a few seconds before relenting and leaving the mess of disappointed pegasus to twitch and clench in the cool night air.

                                            >You move up and kiss her to express your apology.

                                            >She reciprocates and laps at your mouth—eager for any intimacy in her hazy state.

                                            >Your loving touch returns her to her senses and she meets you with a full-on lip lock before pulling away.

                                            >Now she was ready.

                                            >You glance down to her engorged testes, each ball the size of a small grapefruit.

                                            “Are you ready Anon.”

                                            >”Just take it slow please.”

                                            >She leans forward and gently kisses you.

                                            “Of course my love.”

                                            >She was blue-balled and in severe need of release, but you trusted her to treat you well in the midst her her orgasmic bliss.

                                            >You lay down on your back and she takes up position behind you.

                                            >You spread your legs and her hooves spread you the rest of the way.

                                            >You wait impatiently until her warm tongue meets your anus and begins licking you.

                                            >She takes her time lubricating you and throws in a ball lick for finality before moving over your prostrate form.

                                            >Her pink mare-meat sways side to side, slapping your thighs as she adjusts.

                                            >You gaze down to see her throbbing member in front of an impossibly swollen sack.

                                            >This mare ached for orgasm.

                                            >The look in her eyes told you she needed to inseminate you.

                                            >In one fluid, practiced motion, she dips her hips and drops her muzzle.

                                            >Her penis enters you at the same time her lips press to your mouth.

                                            >The kiss distracts you from the immediate discomfort of her larger head stretching you. And despite where her lips had just been, you find yourself grateful for it.

                                            >She groans into your as she sinks herself deeper into your body.

                                            >The pain quickly gets replaced by the familiar elated sensation of feeling your love inside of you.

                                            >She takes her time and gently bobs her way deeper and deeper until she’s hilted against you.

                                            >She hums into your ear and licks the side of your face as she starts her slow thrusts, in and out.

                                            >You finally relax and let her do the work, the hot meat in your rectum working wonders as it slid effortlessly on your love.

                                            >Her bulbous tip seemed to scratch all the right itches as it filled the emptiness in your abdomen and sent your heart fluttering with fuzzy emotions.

                                            >She manages to find a comfy spot and lays down on top of you, her wings draping over your form.

                                            “Don’t worry love, I’m going to take care of you no matter what, both you and our foal.”

                                            >Her heavy sack stuck to the insides of your thighs with sweat ash she continued her slow bob.

                                            “I know this is going to work, I can sense your body’s thirsty for my seed.”

                                            >You grunt as she flares deep inside.

                                            “You want it don’t you. You want me to fertilize our foal.”

                                            >You grunt again and pull her into a wet kiss.

                                            >She flares again in response.

                                            >You snake a hand down between your legs to feel her genitals.

                                            >Her naked sack was barely distinguishable from water balloons.

                                            “Do you feel that? I’m squirting all of it into you. You won’t have to worry about a thing…I’ll make sure you get pregnant one way or another.”

                                            >”Aaagh!”

                                            >You grope the sack until you feel her walnut sized gonads floating in the sea of semen.

                                            >After years of intimacy with her you knew every part of her like the back of your hand.

                                            >You could practically feel everything she did, and right now she was in desperate need.

                                            >It was worse than just being blue balled, it was like having a gallon of water in your bladder and not being able to piss.

                                            >This mare needed to cum…bad.

                                            >You clench around her shaft and pull her back into a kiss.

                                            >Predictably she starts to get close.

                                            “Oh! Anon! I feel it! Celestia it’s so strong! Aaagh!”

                                            >True to her word she doesn’t start rabidly humping you, instead she hilts and stays hilted as her orgasm overtakes her.”

                                            “I’m—mmmeh!”

                                            >Her shaft flexes and she hugs you tightly as her body finally gets the release it deserves.

                                            >This time there was nothing to hold her back as a stream of hot semen launches out of her tube and paints your innards.

                                            >Butterflies take flight in your stomach as you welcome the warm, fulfilling sensation of your mare’s release.

                                            “Nnngh!”

                                            >She squeaks and you realize her first stream hadn’t abated yet.

                                            >She briefly relaxes before a second full-body clench hits her and the second massive squirt fills your innards.

                                            >By her third squirt you feel some sticky-warmth leaking from your juncture.

                                            >She readjusts to hilt harder and you feel her testicles slap your butt.

                                            >Dear Celestia they feel just as full as before.

                                            >Fluttershy’s sweaty pegasus frame holds you as she desperately unloads in your loving environment.

                                            >Your stomach gurgles and you feel a strange sensation overtake you.

                                            >It was like nothing you’ve felt before.

                                            >She’d came in you before, but it never felt like this. It never felt this right.

                                            >Her body affords her a brief moment of lucidity as her orgasm abates.

                                            >Her wide, exhilarated eyes meet yours.

                                            >They seemed a bit glassier than normal, her instinct hadn’t finished having its way with her.

                                            >You hug her closer and plant a kiss on her unresponsive lips.

                                            >Her eyes roll back before closing and you feel her sack press harder against you as it resumes twitching.

                                            >More of her seed spills from her reproductive spear and your stomach gurgles some more.

                                            >It felt incredible. It was like you were being filled with pure, liquid love.

                                            >She continues grunting and panting and cumming for the next ten seconds.

                                            >Finally she relaxes; white pegasus cum oozes from your anus.

                                            >She shudders and shakes before opening her eyes.

                                            >”You did great Flutters, our foal will be blessed to have such a virile mother.”

                                            >There was still a strong possibility it didn’t work the first time. And even if it did it would be a few weeks before you know.

                                            >But the encouraging words work wonders for the yellow pegasus and she blushes and buries her muzzle under your jaw.

                                            >Her hoof rubs your slightly bloated belly as it gurgles and burps with your partners living sperm.

                                            “Do you think we should…make sure?”

                                            >You look down at her questioning tone.

                                            >Then you realize she hadn’t softened a bit.

                                            >You meet her eyes as she flexes her randy member inside you.

                                            >You feel up her testes and notice they’re still larger than normal, though not the monstrosities they were a minute ago.

                                            >You meet her eyes again and give her a gentle peck.

                                            >She starts sliding in and out on a layer of viscous semen.

                                            >Tonight was going to be the first of many long nights.