Silver Spoon and Anon greentext


                                            >"So Mr. Anonymous, I have a favor to ask you."

                                            >You looked up from your tea that Silver Speed's maid had handed, er, 'hoofed' you.

                                            "Yes Silver Speed?"

                                            >"I'm going on a business trip for a few days, and my maid is going on her honeymoon tomorrow. So I was wondering if you could watch Silver Spoon until I return? I'll pay you, of course."

                                            >You pondered the idea of foalsitting the gray filly, and decided it would be nice.

                                            "Yeah, it shouldn't be too hard, and I could use some bits."

                                            >"Thank you, Anonymous,  how does 150 bits sound?"

                                            "Good,"

                                            >You shook her hoof on it, she got ready to go tell Silver Spoon.

                                            >"Oh yes, I almost forgot to ask you, Silver Spoon's birthday is coming up, I'll be back that day. Would you mind helping me start setting that up before I return, I'll add in 25 bits."

                                            >You nodded your head at the pony.

                                            "Sure, I'll help."

                                            >She thanked you again and went upstairs to tell Silver Spoon.

                                            >You couldn't help but notice she had a nice sway to her flank.

                                            >The filly came downstairs soon after and looked up at you.

                                            >"Hi Mister Anon, so you're going to be my foalsitter?

                                            >She looked cute with her glasses and braid as she looked up at your much taller stature.

                                            "I sure am, unless you've got any objections?"

                                            >"Nope, you always have got funny stories!"

                                            >Unlike her mother, She said this enthusiastically, and warmly smiled at you.

                                            >Hopefully this filly wouldn't trigger a heart attack by the time you left.

                                            >Silver Speed showed you to the guest room.

                                            >The flooring had a nice carpet, and there was a single twin sized bed.

                                            >"It's not very large, but I'm sure you're not going to be spending a lot of time in here, especially with a young filly running around."

                                            >"You're welcome to anything you need, as long as I do not come home to a huge mess.

                                            "I'll keep the place as tidy as I can with Silver Spoon."

                                            >"Oh don't worry, she's not a very hyperactive filly. She's actually quite mature for one her age if I do say so myself."

                                            >You nodded in agreement, and followed Silver Speed to the kitchen.

                                            >"And lastly, I should have enough food to last for the next few days. But if you need food or any other necessity, use the bits I'm leaving you."

                                            >With that, she hoofed you a bag of bits.

                                            "Not to be rude, but how much is there?"

                                            >"200 bits, not that I don't trust you, but remember to only use it for emergencies."

                                            >You promise to that, and then she calls Silver Spoon.

                                            >The filly quickly enters the kitchen from the living room.

                                            >"I love you Spoon, make sure to be exquisite for Anonymous until I return from my trip okay?"

                                            >"Okay mother, I love you too. See you on my birthday!"

                                            >The mother and daughter finished their goodbyes, then Silver Speed left for her carriage.

                                            >Silver Spoon sniffled lightly, but shoot it away then turned to you.

                                            >"So, what do you want to do? I was thinking about a board game in the living room."

                                            "Sounds great, I like tabletop games."

                                            >Silver Spoon clapped her hooves and retreated with you to play some games.

                                            >You and Silver Spoon played tabletop games for a while, then you mad some vegetable soup for dinner.

                                            >The both of you took a seat at the dining table with the soup.

                                            >"I totally beat you in that chess game. Mr. Anonymous."

                                            >She said this with a smug grin, and ate a bite of her soup.

                                            "Just wait until tomorrow, nobody beats Anonymous twice!"

                                            >You had to best her tomorrow, you beat Twilight Sparkle at chess, Silver Spoon must have won by luck.

                                            >"Sure you will Anonymous."

                                            >She said this with a giggle and a lick of her chops.

                                            >…That expanded dong.

                                            >You cleared your throat and tried to act normal.

                                            >Luckily dong became flacid again by the end of dinner.

                                            >Silver Spoon yawned, you had made dinner pretty late after all.

                                            "It's eight, would you like to go lay down Silver?"

                                            >"Yeah, I had to get up early today for school, luckily we have until Tuesday off this week, and my birthday's on Monday."

                                            >She kind of frowned after that sentence, but she shook it off.

                                            "Alright, I'll clean up the table, have a good night Sliver Spoon."

                                            >"Are you gonna tuck me in Anon?"

                                            >That kind of suprised you, but you still agreed.

                                            "Oh, sure, I'll meet you up there."

                                            >She thanked you and kind of bounced upstairs.

                                            >After you put away everything, you went up to Silver Spoon's room.

                                            >You entered and saw her in her bed. Her braid was undone, letting her silvery mane splay out, and her glasses were off.

                                            >HNNNG was all that you could think as your heart nearly skipped a beat.

                                            >She smiled and held up a story for you.

                                            >"Don't tell anybody but I still kind of like those fairytales I would be read when I was little, s-so I was hoping you could maybe read me one?"

                                            "Yeah, no p-problem."

                                            >You read her the story 'Sleeping Filly' until she fell asleep.

                                            >You leave her room and go back into the guest room to sleep.

                                            >It was Sunday

                                            >Yesterday you had gone to the theater and play outside with Silver Spoon.

                                            >But today had been kind of lazy.

                                            >You and the filly sat on the couch.

                                            >She was showing off her Coltemon collection.

                                            >"This one is Diamondmon, It kind of reminds me of Diamond Tiara."

                                            >Her face kind of scrunched up after saying her name.

                                            >Should you ask her what's wrong?

                                            >Yeah, probably.

                                            "Are you angry at Diamond Tiara or something?"

                                            >Silver Spoon looked kind of suprised, then looked at you, then back down at the card.

                                            >"O-of course not. It's not fine of me to do so."

                                            >The scrunchy face intensified after this sentence, and she seemed to get angry.

                                            >Good job Anon, you pissed off the filly.

                                            >"I need some time alone!"

                                            >She exhaled frusteratedly and walked up the stairs in a composed manner to her room.

                                            "Was it something I said?"

                                            >You grumble this awkwardly to yourself and sip off your coffee that you had.

                                            >After about 15 minutes you decide to go see if she was alright.

                                            >You heard some gentle crying on the other side of her door.

                                            "Hey, ah, Silver Spoon? You good?"

                                            >"Leave me be please!"

                                            "Oh, okay."

                                            >"W-wait, nevermind, come in."

                                            >You entered the room as she got off her bed and fixed her glasses.

                                            "You want to come back downstairs and have some tea?"

                                            >"Yeah, I could use some white tea, please."

                                            >The two of you sit on the couch and she begins to tell you things, a lot of things.

                                            >"After Diamond became friends with the Cutie Mark Crusaders, well, I feel kind of awkward hanging out with all of them."

                                            >"Also, mommy told me not to tell anybody, but I've been going through filly changes."

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                                            >"Y-you don't mind me telling you right."

                                            >It feels as if you are beggining to lose spaghetti.

                                            "Erm, n-no, I wouldn't tell anyone else you did though."

                                            >"Okay, I can understand that. Maybe it would be easier if I showed you."

                                            >Your spaghetti levels are lowering severely.

                                            >Next thing you know, there's a face full of fillybits underneath you.

                                            >You begin to feel your jimmies rustle underneath your slacks.

                                            >Bueno.

                                            >The filly's legs were spread open, and she was blushing.

                                            >"I read one of my mom's romance stories, and it went deep into, erm, sex. It made me feel good, and mom told me it will be natural for a filly my age to start feeling this way."

                                            "Y-yeah, well, what would you like me to do?"

                                            >That was all you could think of saying.

                                            >"I was hoping you could do some of the stuff in the book, if you don't mind of course."

                                            "W-what was in that book?"

                                            >"Maybe you could use your, well, hands to make me feel good?"

                                            >You were gonna lose your virginity to a filly. A cute and wealthy filly at that.

                                            "Okay, tell me to stop if it hurts alright?"

                                            >She nodded her approval, and you brushed your hand over her mound.

                                            >She whimpered lightly, and put her hoof on your hand.

                                            >Then she whispered some cute pleas as she got wetter.

                                            >You placed your hand down harder, and she twitched a little.

                                            >"Anon, p-put in a finger."

                                            >You rubbed your index finger across her clit, earning a cute gasp.

                                            >Slowly you put it in more, then added another one.

                                            > She showed no signs of disapproval, just more ecstasy, then she took off her glasses and began to undo her braid.

                                            >You started thrusting the two fingers in and out of her tight hole,

                                            >She thrusted her hips in the same rhythm.

                                            >"Faster Anon!"

                                            >You obeyed and thrusted them in and out faster.

                                            >She whimpered louder and her silvery mane spread over her face.

                                            >It looked cute as it covered her lustful face.

                                            >"I-I feel itchy!"

                                            >You stopped after that and undid your pants.

                                            > She stared at you pleadingly but realized what you were planning when yoy got your dick out.

                                            >"Anon, yes, please."

                                            >You smiled and put it on her folds, gently rubbing it against the velvety outside of her cunny.

                                            >Your dick already felt really aroused, so you lined it up and put in into her little filly hole.

                                            >You pushed it in slowly, and felt resistance against her hymen.

                                            "Are you ready Silver?"

                                            >She bit her hoof and nodded.

                                            >You gave a good thrust and popped her cherry.

                                            >After giving her a minute to recover, she wrapped her hooves around your neck and nodded in approval.

                                            >You started to thrust in and out faster.

                                            >She moaned and made other cute noises as you thrusted, moving her hips again in rhythm with yours.

                                            >"Oh, A-Anon, the itch is coming back I-I think I'm gonna, ah!"

                                            >She screamed in pure ecstasy as she orgasmed against your dick.

                                            >You felt the pussy tighten around your dick and kept thrusting.

                                            >She twitched against you more and tightened her grip around neck, lightly choking you.

                                            >Then she wrapped her lips around yours and pushed her tongue into your mouth.

                                            > You deepened the kiss as you gave one final thrust while wrestling tongues with her.

                                            >You grunted as you came inside her, filling her up with semen.

                                            >You and the filly you shared losing virginity with laid down on the couch, panting in each others embrace.

                                            >Today was Silver Spoon's birthday.

                                            >Yesterday had been probably the best day so fat since you cane to equestria.

                                            >You made Silver Spoon a good breakfast with eggs, waffles, and orange juice.

                                            >She couldn't stop talking about the sex you two had yesterday.

                                            >"Can we do it again sometime?"

                                            >You looked at her and nodded.

                                            "Yeah, but remember not to tell anybody about it okay?"

                                            >"I won't, cross my heart."

                                            >She crossed it and finished her breakfast.

                                            >Then she kept close to you all morning as you baked her cake and got the house ready for the party.

                                            >Silver gave you a peck on the cheek and ran upstairs to get herself ready for her party.

                                            >You got ready too by wearing your suit and tie, and also wearing a fedora.

                                            >At eleven, a knock sounded at the door.

                                            >It was Silver Speed.

                                            >She was dressed in a gray dress and a feathered hat.

                                            >"Hello there Mister Anonymous, it smells quite nice, and that hat matches quite fine with your suit.

                                            >"But I digress, how was Silver Spoon?"

                                            "She was great, we had quite a good time."

                                            >"Great, great, I am happy to hear that."

                                            >She put a bag on the kitchen counter and took some wrapped presents from it.

                                            >"Everypony should be here by one, by the way, where is Silver Spoon?"

                                            "She is getting ready for the party in her room."

                                            >"Good filly. I'll go see her, oh, here's your pay."

                                            >She handed you a bag of bits that had Anon:Foalsitting written on it.

                                            >Ponies stared to enter the villa over the next hour, and Silver Spoon looked stunning.

                                            >She was wearing a fitting lavender dress that hung off of her young body beautifully in your opinion.

                                            >Only some ponies dressed up, others, like the past CMC, came bare bodied as usual.

                                            >At one the lunch bell sounded, and you sat down next to Silver Spoon.

                                            >She gave you a quick smile, then looked over at Spoiled Rich.

                                            >"I hate her, a lot."

                                            >Silver Spoon whispered in your ear.

                                            "I can see why, Isn't she Diamond Tiara's mother?"

                                            >"Yeah and she's a-"

                                            >"Happy Birthday Silver Spoon!"

                                            >Silver Spoon looked at Diamond Tiara who sat on the opposite side of her.

                                            >The two girls starred chatting and you kind of blanked of until another bell ring went off.

                                            >Silver Speed sat upright in her chair and cleared her throat for everypony's attention.

                                            >"Hello everypony, I would like to thank you all for coming to my daughter's 13th birthday party."

                                            >You joined in  with all the ponies' applause.

                                            >"My daughter is a very good filly, and I enjoy every minute with her. I can't believe how much she has grown sometimes, and I love her with all my heart, even when I am hard on her."

                                            >Another round of applause sounded.

                                            >Lastly before we eat, I would like everypony to thank Mister Anonymous for this wonderful cake and decor."

                                            >A round of applause went out to you, and best of all was Silver Spoon's smile she gave you.

                                            >This was going to be a good afternoon.

                                            >That night everything was calm.

                                            >You patted your full stomach and sighed.

                                            >Silver Spoon had asked you to stay a little while after.

                                            >When you went to go talk to her she had a gloomy countenance.

                                            "What's the matter?"

                                            >She looked up at you, surprised by your sudden appearance.

                                            >"Oh, hi Anon, take a seat."

                                            >She patted the cushion next to her on the coach.

                                            >When you sat down she sighed and turned to you.

                                            >"I feel frankly quite irritated that mother invites all of these ponies over, then barely spends any time with me."

                                            >You hug the frusterated filly and she pushes her face into your suit jacket.

                                            >The door opens and Silver Spoon retracts her face from your jacket.

                                            >"Hello Anonymous, hello Silver Spoon."

                                            >Silver Speed enters the living room and puts down her purse.

                                            >"It's getting late Silver Spoon, you should probably get some sleep."

                                            >"Okay mom, goodnight Anon."

                                            "Goodnight Silver Spoon."

                                            >She went upstairs and Silver Speed looked at you.

                                            >"So Anonymous, I was planning to give you one last payment before you go home, come to my room with me."

                                            "Okay, sure."

                                            >You walk to her room with her, and when you enter she shuts the door and asks you to sit on the bed.

                                            >You sit down and look at the pegasus mare.

                                            >Next thing you knew, she was trying to pull your pants down.

                                            "Wh-whoa, what are you doing Silver Speed?"

                                            >"Giving you your last repayment, if you don't mind that is."

                                            >By now she had your pants down and was getting ready to work on your underwear.

                                            >You got ready to reply but then-

                                            >"Mom, what are you doing my Anon?!"

                                            >Oh shit, code red.

                                            >"What do you mean your Anon?"

                                            >She looked from you to the filly after saying this.


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                                            >"We should tell her Anon."

                                            >You sigh and nod at the filly.

                                            "Ma'am, your daughter and I started dating."

                                            >"Oh, I never would have guessed, you're not that old Anonymous, and you seem to be a responsible young man. So I can agree with this relationship as long as it doesn't go too public."

                                            >Silver Spoon squeed and hugged you.

                                            >"But I still want you to pay me now that I've accepted this relationship."

                                            >She gave you a small wink at that.

                                            >That's hot, you think to yourself.

                                            >"Now that  I'm old enough to date him, can I join in mom?"

                                            >"Sure honey, you don't mind do you Anonymous? "

                                            "N-not at all ma'am."

                                            >You and the two ponies were bare bodied on the bed.

                                            >Silver Speed gave your dick a lick, and Silver Spoon giggled as it popped up.

                                            >Silver Speed put the tip of it into her warm, wet, mouth and began bobbing her head up and down.

                                            >Silver Spoon gave your lips a kiss and ran her tongue against your lips, you accepted and french kissed the filly again.

                                            >You gave a grunt as Silver Speed used her wings to brush up and down your thighs.

                                            >You closed your eyes, which only intensified the amazing pleasure, and next thing you knew a familiar feeling was building up.

                                            >You gasped after you stopped the kiss with Silver Spoon to get some air.

                                            >Another grunt-like moan was released from your mouth as you came in Silver Speeds mouth.

                                            >She suckled it dry before releasing it and swallowing your seed.

                                            >"How was that Anonymous?"

                                            "G-goddamn amazing."

                                            >"What about me?"

                                            >Silver Spoon asked this with a slight  frown, and her mother smiled.

                                            >"Anonymous, how would you like teaching my daughter the feeling of cunnilingus?"

                                            "Great,"

                                            >Silver Speed showed Silver Spoon how to get situated over your face, and then her young pussy was in full sight once again.

                                            >You pressed your tongue against her folds, and she bucked lightly against you.

                                            >Next you pushed it in, then explored deeper into her warm cunny.

                                            >"Oh Anon! Ugh, t-that feels amazing!"

                                            >Getting ready to give her an entire new definition of the word, you press your lips around her winking clitoris and suckle.

                                            >She gave a loud moan and thrust against your face a few more times before speeding up and releasing her mare juices all over your face and into your mouth.

                                            >"Good filly,"

                                            >Her mother cooed into her ear as she

                                            rubbed her daughters mane and withers.

                                            >"Good job Anon, I think that is going to deserve another reward, hmm?"

                                            >She propped herself against the back of the bedframe, and spread out

                                            her legs.

                                            >Her vagina was wet already, probably from watching her daughter receive a tonguejob.

                                            >You positioned yourself until your dick was matched up well with her pussy.

                                            >She used her wings against you again as she rubbed your outer thighs with them.

                                            >You gave a thrust into her vagina, almost earning a squeak from the mature mare.

                                            >"Good boy Anonymous, keep that up and you'll make me orgasm."

                                            >The way she talked turned you on hard for some reason.

                                            >You kept thrusting, your balls slightly aching from your last orgasm.

                                            >She aided you by gyrating her hips and moving her soft wings onto your loins, where she rubbed them all around.

                                            >You felt another pressure form in your balls, and felt her pussy begin to tighten.

                                            >You came first, and emptied a smaller but nonetheless filling amount of cum into Silver Speed.

                                            >She moaned as she came with you, and the mixture of mare and human fluids poured onto the bed.

                                            >Removing the messy blanket, you covered up in the bed with the two girls with another one.

                                            >Silver Speed smiled at the two of you, and Silver Spoon gave you another kiss and snuggled into your arms.

                                            >Soon after the three of you fell asleep, all pleased sexually and mentally.