Background Bareback - 6: Flitter and Lightning AKAME FEB 17TH, 2013


                                            >As you leave Cheerilee's, you notice large storm clouds moving in.

                                            >The lowered pressure hints at the inevitable rainfall.

                                            >It was going to be a massive downpour.

                                            >You already knew this, however.

                                            >It's why your next appointment was arranged in the first place.

                                            >When you finally return home, you let out a relaxed sigh.

                                            >You toss some logs into the fireplace and soon have a roaring fire going.

                                            >After stoking the flames for a while, you unpack your bag, placing the hydra head in a hall closet.

                                            >…

                                            >Hmm?

                                            >You rummage around your bag for the vile of Zecora's potion.

                                            >It's gone!

                                            >The bag's remaining contents are dumped onto the floor.

                                            >The potion isn't here…

                                            "Damn…"

                                            >Could you have dropped it?

                                            >If so, where could it have-

                                            *Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

                                            >Your thoughts are interrupted by a visitor.

                                            >Opening the door, you see your next appointment standing on your doorstep.

                                            "Hello, Flitter!"

                                            >You smile at her.

                                            >Flitter stares at the storm clouds as she shifts nervously in place.

                                            *Pat*

                                            >A small drop of water strikes your face.

                                            >The storm was about to begin.

                                            "Oh, sorry! Come on in."

                                            >You motion her inside and close the door.

                                            >She sits next to the fire as you fetch a couple of blankets.

                                            "How's work been treating you?"

                                            >The gray-blue pegasus finally breaks her silence and smiles at you.

                                            >"Fine, they don't have me doing too much, particularly on days like this…"

                                            >Her expression saddens a little.

                                            "Hey now…"

                                            >You wrap a thick blanket around Flitter and take a seat next to her.

                                            "Don't get so down. Tonight, it's just you and me, forget about the Weather Bureau. "

                                            >She perks up at your words.

                                            >"Yeah!"

                                            >Flitter follows you as you enter your kitchen and fix a quick snack.

                                            >You boil some water in a kettle while you peruse your pantry for a canister of brown powder.

                                            >Her face lights up when she realizes you are making your custom blend of hot chocolate for her.

                                            >Laughing, you hold the canister up.

                                            "I know how much you enjoy this stuff. I just wish I could give you my favorite recipe, but I don't have a microwave, sadly."

                                            >"A microwave?"

                                            >Flitter tilts her head to the side in confusion.

                                            "It was a device from my home that let people cook food in minutes. It was a remarkable machine."

                                            >The blue maned mare looks up in thought before laughing.

                                            >"That's amazing! So I could have oatmeal without having to boil water first?"

                                            "Yup, that's the idea!"

                                            *Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*

                                            >The rain outside becomes a torrential downpour.

                                            >Flitter huddles next you when as the sound gets louder.

                                            "Hey, hey…"

                                            >You tousle her mane and smile at her.

                                            "You're safe here, I'm with you."

                                            *EEEEEEEEEEEEE*

                                            >The kettle begins to whine.

                                            >You turn off the stove and grab two glass mugs.

                                            >After filling the cups with boiling water, you spoon in some of the chocolate mixture and stir.

                                            >You take a sip to make sure the drink is ready.

                                            *Slurp*

                                            >Ah~ Delicious.

                                            >Flitter squees as you hand her a cup of liquid chocolaty goodness.

                                            >*Slurp*

                                            >"Hot! Hot! Hot!"

                                            >The mare holds her tongue out in an effort to cool it.

                                            >You both laugh and take another drink.

                                            *BOOM*

                                            >Thunder crashes in the skies, causing Flitter to throw her drink in fear.

                                            >The hot liquid burns your chest when it collides with your shirt.

                                            "HOT!"

                                            >You tear your shirt of and fling it to the ground as steam rises from it.

                                            >A large pink spot shows across your chest where you were hit.

                                            >Flitter covers her mouth and tears up.

                                            >"I'm so so sorry, Anon! I- I didn't mean-"

                                            >You run some cold water over a towel and pat yourself down.

                                            >Fortunately your shirt had absorbed the worst of it.

                                            >*Sniff*

                                            >"I'm so useless…"

                                            >Flitter begins to sob.

                                            "You're not useless, Flitter, you-"

                                            >"I'm a pegasus who's afraid of thunder! What kind of weather p0ny is afraid of a Celestia damned cloud?!"

                                            >She hangs her head and cries.

                                            >You kneel next to her and wrap your arms around her neck, pulling her into a hug.

                                            "That's why we're here. Little, by little, I'll help you."

                                            >Her mane rubs against your burn, stinging somewhat, but also soothing you.

                                            >It really was an unfortunate situation, her being afraid of storms.

                                            >More than once, she's had her job threatened due to her inability to work with nimbus clouds.

                                            >Since you showed up, you've been gradually helping her get over her fear.

                                            >She still has a ways to go, but she's much better than before.

                                            >*Sniff*

                                            >"Thanks, Anon…"

                                            >You release the pegasus and grab another mug.

                                            >Flitter eyes you as you hand her the drink.

                                            >"A- Are you sure?"

                                            >You grin and pull the drink away.

                                            "No, I'm going to DRINK IT ALL! MWAHAHA!"

                                            >The mare tries and fails to stifle a laugh as you return her drink.

                                            "Come on, let's go get comfortable."

                                            >Flitter nods and follows you into the living room.

                                            >She hops onto the couch sitting in front of the fireplace while you fetch a large comforter.

                                            >After a little kneading, she lays down.

                                            >You drape the comforter over your shoulders like a cloak and walk up to the couch.

                                            >Flinging your arms out in a dramatic fashion, you put on a show of such hamminess that your name should be Bacanon.

                                            "Bleh! I vAnt to sUck yoUr blOOd!"

                                            >"No~!"

                                            >Flitter giggles as you nibble on her neck and enshroud her with the cover.

                                            >"Haha! Anon, stop!"

                                            >She continues to laugh as she tries to push you away.

                                            "But I need blOOd!"

                                            >You smile as you lightly gnaw her neck one last time before drawing away.

                                            >Flitter lies pinned below you, staring up with a pair of beautiful raspberry eyes.

                                            >She blushes when you take a little too long looking at her.

                                            >Turning to her side, she motions for you to lay behind her.

                                            >You share the covers as you snuggle up to her.

                                            >She remains facing away as she reciprocates you closeness by pushing back into you.

                                            >Her flank rubs your crotch, causing your pants to tighten.

                                            >You ignore your bodily urges and attempt to take Flitter's mind off the storm raging outside your home.

                                            "Now, where did we stop last time?"

                                            >Flitter stares into the fire as she talks.

                                            >"Um… Oh yeah! The hero had just reached the the tower!"

                                            >You smile as you begin to regale the pegasus with tales about the Hero of Time.


                                            >A short while later, you conclude the penultimate segment of your story.

                                            >Flitter groans and turns over to face you.

                                            >"But- But- What happens?! Do they make it out of the collapsing tower?! Does he save the princess?"

                                            >You bop her snout with a finger and laugh.

                                            "You'll have to wait till next time to hear that."

                                            >She pouts at your refusal to spoil the story.

                                            >"But I want to know no-"

                                            *BOOOOOOOM*

                                            >Flitter buries her face in your chest as Pony Zeus's wrath resounds across the skies.

                                            >You pull her into a tight embrace and nuzzle her head.

                                            "Sh~ Sh~ Sh~ It's ok."

                                            >Her trembling slowly comes to a stop and her breathing returns to normal.

                                            >You relax your hold on her, but she stays attached to your chest.

                                            >Her warm breath feels good on your skin.

                                            *Pop*

                                            >The fire crackles, casting long shadows across your living room.

                                            >You attempt to move but are stopped by Flitter's hoof.

                                            >"Please… I feel so safe with you."

                                            >She rolls over and pulls you on top of her.

                                            >"I- I actually look forward to storms now…"

                                            >Flitter grabs one of your hands and places it on her chest.

                                            >Her heart is pounding.

                                            >"Because it means I get to be with you."

                                            >She releases your hand and places a hoof on your pants.

                                            >You say nothing as she unbuttons your pants and slides your boxers down.

                                            >She stares at your member and you feel a heat rising from her crotch.

                                            >Her lips kiss your head as she moves her hips into position.

                                            >You meet with resistance when she presses against you.

                                            >Is she still a…?

                                            >You try to pull away, but she thrusts into you before you can.

                                            >Her hymen is torn away by the sudden force being applied to it.

                                            >You begin to pull out, but Flitter's whimpers of pain stop your movement.

                                            >Slowly, she moves to impale herself on your rod.

                                            >Her muscles spring to life, gleeful to have a chance at fulfilling their purpose.

                                            >Another inch.

                                            >Juices, mixed with some blood, leak onto your couch as Flitter pulls you inside her.

                                            >Another inch.

                                            >Flitter's tightness is incredible, she's clamping down on you like a vice.

                                            >Maybe she has a natural gift for this?

                                            >Another inch.

                                            >Flitter gasps, whether from pain or pleasure, you don't know.

                                            >Soon, her hips are pressed against your own.

                                            >A large bulge is visible from her entrance all the way to her lower stomach.

                                            >She giggles and traces the length buried inside her.

                                            >"Now, I know I'm safe. You're filling me with your strength."

                                            >Your eyes lock with hers, a look of confidence shining from her.

                                            *BOOM*

                                            >Flitter doesn't even blink at the thunder outside.

                                            >She just flexes her abdomen, causing you to buck your hips.

                                            >"Sh~ Sh~ Sh~ It's ok."

                                            >She traces small circles around the bulge where your tip is, occasionally prodding you and laughing.

                                            >Her laughter causes her walls to squeeze you

                                            >For what seems like an eternity, Flitter holds you in.

                                            >There is no movement outside, but inside the small equine is a dynamo of motion.

                                            >Muscles churn and fluids flow, all in an effort to force you to release.

                                            >The heat surrounding your member causes your blood to run hot.

                                            >You pump into Flitter, each time her pain diminishing and being replaced with ecstasy.

                                            >"He he! I can feel your heart beat!"

                                            >She pats her stomach as you repeatedly cause it to bulge.

                                            >Why does she have to be so cute?

                                            >Your thrusts become more vicious, causing Flitter to writhe under you.

                                            >"A- Anon, I-"

                                            *BOOM*

                                            >Flitter screams as she arches her back.

                                            >Her walls constrict around you, trying to bring you along for the orgasmic ride.

                                            >You accept the offer and find release.

                                            >As you pump your semen into her, Flitter rubs her stomach.

                                            >"It's all going inside me…"

                                            >Her body swallows your seed as soon as you deposit it.

                                            >"Anon's strength…"

                                            >She pulls several more loads out before she releases her grip on you.

                                            >Flitter smiles when you don't pull out of her.

                                            >Instead, you turn her on her side and resume spooning with her.

                                            >You feel the pegasus pressing down on her abdomen before beginning to stoke along her extruding flesh.

                                            >Her body gurgles from your thick gift as she strokes harder.

                                            >She's giving you a hoof job… through her own body!

                                            >Amazingly enough, it works.

                                            >The feeling of being massaged while having sex is indescribable.

                                            >Flitter was certainly a creative individual to devise such a technique, especially since she was a virgin until a short while ago.

                                            >Her jerking motions become rough, and she pants from the satisfaction your engorged member is feeding her.

                                            >A mixture of Flitter's and your cum seeps out of the mare's winking sex.

                                            >She senses you getting close to another big release and she grunts as her entire body works to milk you.

                                            >Her hoof stops moving as you fill her womb, causing Flitter to cradle her stomach and whisper to herself.

                                            >"Now I'll always- Ah- be safe…"

                                            >She grinds against your hips as the last of your reserves is dumped inside her.

                                            >You stay intertwined with Flitter for another hour before you withdraw your member from her marehood.

                                            >What seems like a gallon of fluid sloshes onto the couch, despite Flitter's attempts to hold it.

                                            >Glancing at the clock, Flitter rises from your cuddlenest and heads to the window.

                                            >The storm has passed, and the sun is disappearing in the distance.

                                            >"Thanks for letting me stay with you again, Anon."

                                            >Flitter beams at you.

                                            "Are you going to be ok on the way home?"

                                            >Fitter's smile gets larger as she pats her stomach.

                                            >"I'll have you protecting me."

                                            >She flutters up and plants a kiss on your lips before leaving.

                                            >You watch her form vanish, slowly crawling to bed upstairs afterwards.

                                            >Today was a very busy day.

                                            >At least tomorrow is a vacation day, so you'll be able to take time off from work and just… relax…

                                            >Have to get up early though, can't risk missing your appointment at the spa.