> Be Fluttershy, tired after a long day feeding and helping your critters > Most of the time, you don't mind taking care of others, you are a mare, after all > All that's left is your...guest > You feel a little guilty about not telling your friends about him, but... > You open the door to your cottage, and the aroma of lavender tea wafts by > Anon turns at the sound and gives you a warm smile > "Welcome home. How were the bears?" > You smile back and clamber onto your divan, sinking into its cushions "Oh, they are just fine. A little trouble with their beds, but I had some extra down. Baby bear is sleeping better now." > "I'll bet." > Anon brings you a cup and settles beside you, sipping at his tea > You sidle up beside his leg, basking in his stallionish warmth > The tea helps as well, and you feel all the tenseness of the day flow out of you > You sigh happily > Anon chuckles in his deep, velvety voice > His fingers burrow through your mane and scratch at your scalp > It's official, you are in Elysium > Feeling a little bold, you lay your head on Anon's thigh > He just continues scritching your head like nothing happened > Any sleepiness you felt evaporates from the heat blooming from your loins > You take deep breaths through your nose, savoring his musky scent > Maybe it was the tea, or his smell, or the way he smiled at you > Whatever it was, you stroke his thigh with your forehoof, blushing all the while > "Fluttershy?" > You gaze on his patient, trusting face > Such a pure colt "Anon, you have such good foal-chasing legs. I bet you could keep up all day." > "Foal-chasing? I suppose so. Are you hinting at the crusaders coming tomorrow or something?" > You do like seeing a stallion manage the little ones so well > It makes you warm in all sorts of ways, like winking in your heart "No, I was just thinking..." > Okay, you can do this, you practiced with Rarity for hours, um > N-no homo > You give Anon your best smouldering look "How about we make some f-foals for you to chase? If that's okay with you?" > So > Assertive > You are really proud of yourself > Anon pauses in scritching your scalp > "Are you propositioning me, Flutterbutterbutt?" > Oh no > He totally thinks you think he is easy! "Um, maybe, if you think we have been together long enough, and you keep wearing socks around me, so I thought-" > He boops your nose > It's hard not to scrunch, and you can tell you scrunched a little > Anon chuckles, but his eyes look different > Bright, excited, hungry > Oh mare, you better not mess this up > "You'll have to lead me through it, I'm not sure how to pleasure a birdhorse." > You don't really know about monkeytaurs either, but you absolutely can't tell him that "Oh, you don't have to worry about that. It's a mare's job to make sure the stallion has a good time." > He shrugs and leans against the divan's back, still scritching your mane > You hesitantly nuzzle his inner thigh, your nostrils flaring at his scent > Anon licks his lips > Oh mare > You bring a hoof over to unbutton his pants, but it's not like you practiced > This button is so small, and > Anon chuckles, his slender fingers brushing your hoof to the side > He nimbly undoes the fastening, and unzips > Oh, shorts beneath his pants? > Lewd, you approve > He lifts his hips, his bulge pressing against the thin fabric of his boxers > You breathe heavily through your nose, your mind getting hot and fuzzy and insistent > You bite the waist of his boxers and pull > His stallionhood rises like a monolith, at once imposing and inviting > You worship at its base, kissing and nuzzling, exulting in its firmness and warmth > Anon lets out a low groan, the thoroughly male sound wetting your lower lips > Um, what did Rarity say was next? > You gaze up at his eyes closed in bliss > Oh yes, now you remember "Does that feel good, you dirty colt? Not that you are dirty, just um. Naughty. Bad colt?" > Your eyes widen as you realised how terribly you insulted him > He lifts your head with gentle hands, bringing his mouth low to whisper into your ear > "What are you going to do with this bad colt? I'm hot and ready for either of your mouths." > You shiver in pleasure, tingling from hoof to pinion to snoot > Such a lewd stallion, your mind fills with half-remembered fantasies > You gaze up into his hungry eyes, and you can't help yourself > You surge up onto his lap, your wings flapping for balance > Anon falls back and you set your forehooves on his shoulders "Open your mouth, you frisky human." > Your breathing deepens as he obediently parts his lips > Bidden by his inviting, stallionish passiveness, you kiss him, your tongue meets his, the taste undescribable > It's so different from all the times you and Rarity- > No homo! > You feel a hand come to rest on your haunch, squeezing and kneading > Your hindlegs buckle at the stimulation, your marehood dipping and grazing his firmness > You moan into his mouth, your body hot and tingling with arousal and pleasure > Anon bucks at the graze, his grasp on your rear tightening almost painfully > You pull back from the kiss, panting heavily > He gives you a lazy grin > "Not bad at all, birdhorse." > Your chest swells at the praise, confidence rising "Tell me, Anon, have you ever tried anal?" > You're feeling pretty tufty > Anon yanks lightly at your tail > "No, but I'm about to." > You cup his cheek with your hoof "Not quite yet, gotta get you ready." > He quirks an eyebrow at you, and you lower yourself carefully > Your glistening marehood rests at the base of his rod, and you rock your hips back > His length slides between your lips, getting slathered with your juices > Anon gasps, gripping your back just under your flight muscles with both hands > You grin at the colt, backing up until you feel his erection prodding your belly > With a careful flex of your hips, his cock falls onto his belly > You crouch low and slide up his length, winking uncontrollably > Anon hisses slowly, his hips pressing up against yours > You love seeing a happy stallion > You stretch your neck up and nibble on his ear > "F-fuck!" > He stuttered! > So cute > You let your warm breath wash over his sensitive ear "Anon, be a good little colt and poke my ponut." > All that dirty talk practice is really paying off > You feel like a real, full grown mare with this panting stallion beneath you > His hands fall from your back, one resting at the base of your tail, the other? > He presses down and oh WOW > Your anus spasms around the head of his dick, your breath catching at the wave of pleasure "Mmmmyay!" > You close your eyes, savoring the sensation > It's so much better than a horn- "No homo!" > Anon chuckles > "Thinking of another mare?" > You look at his face, and he doesn't seem jealous > But your tuft is feeling distinctly flat right now, and your face is burning in embarrassment "N-no, just, um." > He boops your snoot, and you smell some of your marecum? > That must have been on his finger from when... > You are scrunching super hard right now > "Was it Twilight?" > You try to glare at him, but then he shifts his hips, his stallionhood sliding a fraction of an inch up your butt > You whimper "N-no." > Anon licks your cum off his fingers, maintaining eye contact > "Then who?" > You are winking so hard right now "R-rarity." > "Hot." > His now clean hand digs into your tuft, combing deep furrows in its fluff > This colt is too lewd > You cannot take anymore of this > You lower yourself on his rock hard stallionhood, shuddering and moaning at the stimulation > He groans, his back arching as he crushes you against his chest > Such strength! > You wrap your forelegs around his neck, your body automatically pumping up and down his throbbing length > You are filled with a surging ocean of pleasure, cresting and crashing with every motion > Anon is moaning incoherently in your ear, his thighs slamming against your rump "I'm going to take your seed Anon!" > He growls, a new thrill roiling in your gut > Your mind blanks as your orgasm crescendos, every nerve in your body singing in ecstacy > Anon shouts wordlessly, his precious semen blasting inside you > As your pleasure slowly ebbs away, you feel him still twitching inside you, a slick, radiant warmth > You gaze upon his face, taking great satisfaction as he slowly recovers his senses "Looks like I did my duty." > Anon grins at you > "That you did." > You rest contentedly on his chest, your mind slowly recalling what just happened > He strokes your mane fondly, his strength spent > Wait > You frown "How do you know Rarity? And Twilight?" > Anon raises an eyebrow > "I followed you to town one day. Funny how they didn't know I was staying with you until I told them." > Oh no "Well, um, there's a good reason for that. They, uh," > He gazes at you patiently > You press your face into his chest to avoid his gaze "I just wanted you for myself." > Anon pats you on the withers > "Don't worry, you got me. I'm not going anywhere." > You look up at his smiling face, and smile back shyly "Yay."