>Be Anonfilly.
>And be aimlessly trotting through the Whitetail Woods while looking very determined.
>At your side was a pegasus colt who was going on and on about different birds and their respective attributes.
>You had stopped listening a while ago, but you just nodded and made little ‘ummhemm’ noises occasionally.
>The little pegacolt was Meadowlark Song, a yellow pony with a long brown and white mane and a speckling of freckles on his muzzle.
>”So anyway the way you can tell a Barn Owl apart from a Great Horned Owl by sound is the way they call at night!’
>”A barn owl makes a kinda scary screeching sound while a Great Horned Owl makes that much more classic ‘Hoo-Hoo Hoo’ sound.”
“Umm hemmm yep that’s pretty cool Larkey” 
>The camp gear on your saddle clattered slightly as you trot through the woods.
>”So yah, now you know what owls will be making what calls tonight!”
>Meadowlark trot up beside you, looking at you curiously.
>”Hey ummm Hornet, are you sure you know the way back to the campsite? Cheerilee must be getting kinda worried by now right?”
>You brushed the question off and just kept trotting to… well to you don’t know where.
>You were lost in the Whitetail woods.
>You just had to go wandering off with this clueless birb obsessed colt.
>’Yah, yah I know where there’s an eagles nest’ you’d told him two hours earlier.
>You didn’t know where one was.
>You just had to get away from fricking purple happy flower butt teacher pone and her gaggle of frolicking foals.
>And to top it all off your stupid little filly body was having it’s first heat.
>Arghhh Twiggles will pay for this!
>But in the meantime the sun was going down and all you had was your sleeping sack, some snacks, water, and a chatty colt who left all his stuff at the camp site.
>An incessantly, chatty, and worried colt…
>”Ugh H-hornet, do you REALLY know the way back?”
>You lower your head in frustration and let out a little scream of frustration.
“Arrrghhhh!”
>Meadowlark took a few steps back, splaying his wings.
>”H-hornet?”
>You turned back to him, apologetically.
“Sorry Larkey, it’s just… I ummm I don’t know the way back.”
>He looked dejectedly toward the ground.
>”O-oh… sorry I wanted to go off looking for birds with you. I shouldn’t have asked you to come.”
>He kicked a hoof at the ground.
“It’s alright Larkey, I mean I wanted to go, I egged you on.”
>You walked over to him and hit his shoulder with your hoof.
>He recoiled slightly, and still looked kinda sad.
“Hey now, it’s fine.”
>You heard him sniffle a little.
>”N-no it’s not! We’re lost, it’s getting dark, and they’re probably worried sick about us!”
>It was true, there was maybe a half hour of sun left, and you were lost.
“Hey now, don’t worry. It’s just the Whitetail woods, nothing here to be scared of.”
>You were crap at comforting, but you tried anyway.
>This colt was just about the closest thing you had to a friend at this point.
>You couldn’t stand any of the other colts or fillies, they were so annoying or stupid.
>But this colt was just a weird birb obsessed pone.
>And you liked that bit.
>But he couldn’t handle himself in the woods alone. 
>Probably would toss out his shoulder the first time he tried his hand at a moist nugget.
>If he had hands.
>Wait what?
>Oh yah comforting the colt.
>You brush up alongside him, flicking his face with your tail.
“Hey Larkey, no good standing here and moping, I think I see a clearing up ahead. Lets setup camp before it’s actually dark.”
>He looked stunned for a second, a blush across his freckled face that quickly ebbed away.
>”B-but I don’t have my gear. Where will I sleep?”
>You looked back, small smirk on your face.
“Larkey, are you dense or something, with me silly!”
>Oh and there was that blush across his muzzle again!
>You just turned away, flicking your tail at him.
>Might as well make the most of this eh Anon?
>You trot out ahead into a little clearing with some soft grass and a good view of the sky.
>It was late summer, and all round you birds were chirping, grass hoppers were jumping, and the forest was singing.
>You heard the crunch of grass behind you as Meadowlark trot up behind you.
>You flicked your tail a bit more at him.
>Filly, you can be devilish sometimes.
>Turning around, you caught him doing his best to look away.
>”S-so yah, you see that bird up there, it’s a male Robin! You can tell by the –oof!”
>You playfully threw your sleeping bag at him, knocking him into the tall grass.
>”H-hey!”
>You stuck your tongue out at him, 
“Why are you blushing so hard Larkey?”
>He suddenly tried to look anywhere but you.
>”Ummm no reason.”
“Hrmmm really?”
>You say in a poor attempt at a sultry voice.
“Must ~really~ like those Robins.”
>He gave a little eep as you turned back around, and trot to where you set your pack.
“Hey, get the sleeping bag setup while I get a bunch of grass and stuff to put under it!”
>You could hear him fumbling with the rolled up sack behind you.
>Poor clueless colt, you’ve got a lot to teach him.
>After a few minutes you returned to him with a few big hoof-fulls of grass.
>He’d managed to get the sleeping bag rolled out, and was laying back on it.
>”Oh hey Horny!”
“Wat”
>You dropped the dried grass all overtop of him.
>He flailed a bit as you did that, dispersing the grass around him.
“What did you call me Larkey?”
>He looked at you nervously.
>”I-I just called you ‘Horney” c-cuz your name is Green Hornet, and you always call me Larkey, and I was just thinking why not try calling you like you call me? And ummm and…”
>He really didn’t know.
>You just stared at him and blinked a few times.
“Y-yes, sorry Larkey. Hehehe yah!”
>You did a little jump, landing next to him in the pile of grass on top the sleeping bag. 
>You threw a little grass at him, and that got him giggling.
>He returned the favor in force, and soon enough both of you were covered in the grass that was supposed to be your bedding.
>Blowing an errant strand of grass from your snoot you looked at him in the last rays of the setting sun.
>You caught him smiling up at a tree as he heard another bird rustle past.
>There was a warmth inside you that just kept building.
“Hey Larkey?”
>”Yah Horney?”
“J-just Hornet please?”
>”Oh sorry… yah Hornet?”
“W-we’re friends right?”
>He looked at you, head tilted a bit.
>”Yah, of course! Why?”
“Ummm and – and you trust me right?”
>”Yahhhh why? What’s up Hornet?”
>You were looking into his deep amber eyes, and he into your green orbs.
“Have you ever kissed a filly before?”
>He blinked a few times, not really answering.
>You scooted a bit closer to him, he didn’t move at all.
“Do you… want to?”
>You could hear his wings rustle a bit behind him as he made the tiniest little “mmmhhm” noises
>Without another thought, you closed the gap between you and him, planting your muzzle on his, and wrapping your hooves around his body.
>He sat stunned for a bit, as you pressed your lips against his, but after a few seconds he leaned into you.
>But a second later you pulled away, still hugging him close.
“S-so, what did you think?”
>He just sat stunned for a second before blinking a few times.
>”C-can we try that again?”
>gently you smiled at him.
“Sure, but ummm just don’t get weirded out ok?”
>He got that confused look on his muzzle again.
>But that was quickly interrupted as you planted your face back against his.
>However this time you probed his lips with your tongue.
>Which caused him to recoil his face away.
>”Eww hey, why’d you do that?”
“It’s kissing silly! You put your tongues in each other’s mouths. I told you not to get weirded out.”
>”What? That sounds gross.”
“J-just try it. I promise it’ll be fun!”
>You were still hugging close, and he had his hooves around you still.
>A quick look of thought crossed his face, but turned into one of resolve in just as much time.
>”O-ok Hornet, I’m trusting you.”
>You just smiled, and slowly moved your muzzle back to his.
>You were more careful this time, gently opening your lips, waiting for him to do the same.
>It took a moment, but he followed suite.
>Carefully you began to probe his mouth with your tongue.
>He tasted like hay chips and sweets.
>Quickly you found your target, his tongue hiding in the back of his mouth.
>Tentatively you poked his oral appendage with your own.
>It took him a second, but he was a quick learner, and poked yours back.
>Gently you pressed your body more into his as the two of you started the delicate dance of tongues.
>Several minutes passed, and the only sounds aside from the songs of the forest were the gentle snorts and humms as you and Larkey explored each other’s mouths.
>It was actually you who broke away first. 
>Panting slightly, you look at him in the twilight.
>Shadows danced across his form, his eyes half lidded, and a wicked blush painting his cheeks cheery.
>He was looking at you the way the moon might look at the earth.
>So much longing, so much wonder in his eyes.
“S-so you really trust me right?”
>”Uhuh! Can we kiss some more?”
>This was making the heat in your crotch almost unbearable.
“Well ummm, actually I was thinking about a different kind of kissing…”
>Again that look of confusion.
“J-just lie down and, try not to squirm too much ok?”
>”Why do you want me to lie down?”
“Well do you want me to help you cum or you to help me cum?”
>”Wat?”
>You lie beside him, beckoning him to lie beside you.
>Tracing a hoof over his tummy, you trace down lower, causing him to squirm a bit.
“So ok… explanation time Larkey.”
>He turned toward you as you kept your hoof on his lower tummy.
“Well have you ever ummm rubbed this part of yourself?”
>You traced your hoof lower, eventually finding what you were looking for.
>His half-erect member twitched slightly as you grazed it.
>Larkey just squirmed and moaned a little before finding his words.
>”W-well I umm it gets hard sometimes, e-especially when I think of you.”
>HeartMelt.exe
>You began to stroke it as he kept talking.
>”A-and s-some mornings –ughhh- it – it’s hard, but it umm it g-gets softer after a b-bit.
>It was getting hard for him to concentrate as you stroked it more.
>He was so adorable like this, squirming under your hoof… he probably couldn’t last long like this.
>You didn’t want to waste him too soon, so you pulled your hoof away and began tracing his tummy again.
>This caused him to let out a little whine.
“Well that’s ummm that’s supposed to happen. You can rub it like I just did to make yourself feel good.”
>He nodded his head, looking down at his erect member.
>He began to reach a hoof down, but you batted it away.
“No, there’s something else I need to show you.”
>You shifted yourself so you were perpendicular to him.
>Splaying your legs you revealed your hot mound to an awestruck colt.
>Larkey quickly looked away abashedly.
“It’s ok to look… you can even touch it if you want.”
>Now this got his attention.
>Curiously turning his head back, he went wide eyed as he saw you wink at him.
“Y-you mean I can touch you down there?”
>You nodded and squirmed back parallel to him.
>Gently you took his hoof in yours and placed it on your thigh, just above your question mark.
>He gave you another unsure look that you just met with a peck on the nose.
“Don’t worry, it’s cool.”
>Slowly and cautiously he worked his hoof toward your winking mound.
>You just let yourself lie back, expecting him.
>As his hoof worked closer, you could feel the tension inside yourself building up.
>It was becoming unbearable.
>The moment his hoof made contact with your fillyhood you let out a little moan and squirmed.
>He didn’t pull away.
>He must be getting more confident.
>Instead he just started lightly rubbing your lower lips, occasionally grazing your winking clit.
>”Ummm… is – is this good Hornet?”
>You just moaned in reply and squirmed some more.
>This was more than good,
“F-faster Larkey!”
>”O-ok”
>He began to stroke you faster, picking up a rhythm as he did.
>It really didn’t take long for your filly body to have enough.
>It struck you fast and hard.
>As his hoof kept stroking, you could feel release building.
>And in a second it became too much. 
>Thick hot cum flowed from your filly folds onto his hoof and the forest floor as you writhed in ecstasy.
>”Ahhh sorry Hornet! Did I just make you pee!?”
>Meadowlark sounded really apologetic.
>But you just rolled over and locked him in an embrace, rubbing your sopping cunt against his leg and rock hard member as you rode the waves of ecstasy.
>He didn’t seem to have a problem with this as he greedily returned the deep kiss.
>This lasted for a few minutes. 
>By the time you broke the kiss you had coated most of his lower body in your musky juices.
>”W-what was that Hornet?”
>You rolled off him, still panting heavily.
“T-that, Larkey, was an orgasm.”
>”A what?”
“Didn’t you pay attention at all in sex ed Larkey?”
>”I didn’t go that day; my parents brought me to the bird sanctuary instead.”
>You face hoofed, before rolling back into his side.
“Larkey, you’re the best.”
>You nuzzled his side a bit as you recovered yourself.
>”S-so, ummm can I do what you did?”
>Placing your head on his chest and looking into his eyes, you could see desire burning in them.
>You just smirked at him.
“Yep!”
>”Sooo what do I do? Are you just going to keep rubbing my thing?”
“Nope!”
>”Then what?”
“Well… you know how I have a hole?”
>You stand up, turun around, and straddle him. 
>Shoving your soaking rear into his face, you hold your cunt open with a hoof.
>”Uhuh…”
>You turned back around, still straddling him.
“And you have a rod?”
>You could see the light beginning to go on behind his eyes.
>You carefully began to lie on top of him again, but made close note of the angle.
>You squirmed your way back a bit until you could feel his tip press against your entrance.
>Looking into his eyes again, all you saw was burning desire and trust.
“Ready Larkey?”
>”Ready Hornet!”
“Ok now, three…two…one!”
>You shoved yourself backwards, impaling yourself on his rod.
>Your eyes budged as he let out a deep moan.
>His member felt like it was tearing you apart, you’d never felt something so uniquely pleasurable but kinda painful in your life.
>You had to just sit there on top of him for a moment to collect yourself, his cock fully inside you.
>He was looking up at you, so many emotions on his scrunched face.
>Looking down; you could feel your clit winking against his hot rod.
>You could feel his heartbeat inside you.
>”Y-you feel so good Hornet…”
“Ughhh yahhh, y-you too, just umm just give me a – a moment.”
>Positioning your hooves, you began to try to move a bit.
>Instantly waves of pleasure surged through you and Larkey.
>It was hard to work through, but the initial pain was quickly subsiding as you felt him pulse inside you.
>Gaining a bit more confidence, you started to buck your hips back and forth slowly.
>You tried to stay upright, but it was too much for you, and you ended up lying yourself back atop Larkey.
>This let you press your muzzle against his again.
>And for the third time this evening your tongues danced together to the song of the forest.
>Your hips kept working slowly at first.
>But every little moan and eep from Larkey gave you more energy.
>Soon the forest song was overcome by the schlicking and moaning of your two bodies locked together.
>Larkey wasn’t holding up too well though, and he had to break the kiss.
>Panting heavily, he had his eyes tightly closed as he clenched his jaw.
>You could feel his member beginning to swell inside yourself.
>So you just kept rutting him harder.
>You bucked your hips wildly as he moaned deeper and quivered underneath you.
“N-not yet Larkey, Not yet!”
>You were getting close too, and you wanted this to happen just right.
>You needed this to happened just right
“NOT yet Larkey! J-just a second – aghhh – longer!”
>And just a second later he let out a deep moan as you felt his hot jet of cum inside you.
>Tossing your head back, and thrusting harder than ever, you too reached your climax.
>A torrent of thick white cum stained yellow seeped out of your cunt as you slowed down.
>Still thrusting slowly, every motion sent Larkey and yourself into a fit of orgasmic convulsions.
>A few thrusts more, and you gave in, letting yourself collapse fully on top the panting mess of Larkey.
>You could feel him shrinking inside you as a stream of hot juices poured from your pussy, staining the sleeping bag.
>As you lay in nirvana, you heard a whisper in your hear.
>”T-that was… amazing.”
“No, Larkey, you’re amazing…”
>Eventually, the two of you wiggled yourselves inside the stained and musky sleeping bag.
>And quickly fell asleep to the songs of the forest, safe and sound in each other’s hooves.