>Be Flitter.
>Be carrying one gently snoozing Rumble up to his room.
>He barely even made it through the first half hour of the movie…
>And he’d been wanting to watch it too!
>Which was great since it was your favorite movie.
>Ever since you told him about Filly in the City when you foalsat him last weekend all he wanted was for you to bring a copy to watch together.
>Really the movie is a bit (very) girly, but it was adorable how much he wanted to watch it, so you brought it over this time.
>Too bad he was so exhausted from school and after class flight training.
>Quietly you make your way to his room, glancing over the familiar family portraits that hung on the walls.
>Some were of Rumble’s parents, others of his smoking hot brother Thunder Lane, and of course a few of the cutie himself among other group shots.
>You’d been foalsitting Rumble every weekend since his Thunder Lane moved out a few years back. 
>It was really like clockwork. His parents always left around 8PM and got back at 1AM.
>Celestial knows what they did on their “date night” but they always had the widest smiles when they got back.
>Eventually you’re able to tip-hoof to his room.
>A terrific mess that only an 8 year old foal can create.
>Trying not to stub your hoof on any of the literally hundreds of small objects strewn about the floor you ease up to his bed, and deposit the sleeping lump of gray fur.
>You’d have taken a moment to admire just how cute he was if there was any light in the room.
>Instead you swiftly and quietly exit his bedroom, closing the door behind you.
“Huuuuhhhh ahhhhhhh”
>You let out a long sigh, letting your wings sag a bit.
“Well now what…” You whisper to yourself.
>You’d already watched the rest of the movie, mind you with a sleeping foal pressed against your rump.
>Checking the wall clock it’s only 10.
>Looks like you get to have another one of ~those~ nights.
>A devious smirk makes it’s way across your muzzle.
>Stretching your wings you flutter over to the wall of portraits.
>Swishing your mane out of your eyes you spy your prize.
>A portrait of a slightly younger Thunder Lane, back when he was your age.
>It’s just one of him smiling, propped up on some statue.
>But what made it special to you was in this one you could get a full view of his sheathed cock.
>It had you practically drooling from more than just your mouth.
>Without haste you grab the portrait off the wall and fly back upstairs.
>You’d done this a few times before, and you’d found the best place for you to do your business was in the bathroom tub.
>You could get as messy as you wanted in there and still clean up easy.
>Too bad the only bathroom with a tub was the one a few doors down from Rumble’s room, but it’ll have to do.
>It had been a few years since your first heat, but it seemed to only be getting more powerful every time it hit.
>The first time it really hit you was one of the first times you foalsat rumble. 
>It was torture waiting for him to go to sleep before you could even hope to unleash your pent up frustration.
>It was also the time you first spotted that picture of Thunder Lane.
>That Luna damn picture that you were currently staring so longingly into.
>Oneday you might have a stallion like him fill you with pleasure and love…
>Oneday…
>You lean back in the tub, letting your body relax a moment before you get to work.
“But you’re a stallion… and I’m just a silly filly…” You sigh to yourself, sinking further back.
“I’m such a silly filly for wanting you…”
>You’re 16.
>Slowly your hoof works down your belly.
>You close your eyes and imagine Thunder Lane behind you.
>You imagine that your hoof is his as you graze over your perky teats.
>You feel yourself wink as a little juice escapes your expectant slit.
“D-don’t tease me…” You whisper
>Your hoof slides over your slit in a long arc.
>Taking a deep breath you imagine feeling his growing cock beneath you.
>You start rubbing your pussy more, coating your hoof in slick, musky, fluids.
“P-play with my clit, it feels so good Thunder…”
>With your free hoof you hold your labia open, giving your other hoof easier access to your sensitive flesh.
>Increasing your pace you’re now making an audible schlicking sound as your breathing becomes more labored. 
“Yah… y-yahh, just like…. Thhhaaaat.”
>You arch your head backwards, losing all thought except for Thunder Lane jilling you off.
>Your clit starts winking faster as your hoof works you up to your climax.
>You can feel you just on the edge, you work your hoof faster, literally clopping your pussy off.
>You’re so intent on reaching your climax that you don’t even hear the door open.
>But what you do hear is…
>”M-Miss Flitter… can I… ummm use the bathroom please?”
>Your eyes shoot open as you hit your climax.
>You meekly eep and groan as marecum pours out your vag.
>Right before the eyes of Rumble.
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>Be Rumble.
>Be groggy and with a full bladder.
>Be staring at Miss Flitter peeing everywhere in the bath tub.
“Can I pee in the tub too?”
>She doesn’t respond. His face still looks blank.
“O-or maybe I’ll use the toilet…”
>Still nothing.
“Miss Flitter?”
>”Ughhh y-yah, just um… just go.”
>Shakily she gets out of the tub, her tail still soaked.
>You happen to take a sniff as she tries to walk past you.
>Sure doesn’t smell like pee…
>But that’s irrelevant, you’ve gotta pee, and pee you do!
>You also happen to notice the picture of your brother Miss Flitter forgot.
>You pick it up in your teeth, and proceed out the door.
>You’re devastated by what you see.
>Flitter is curled up in a ball outside the bathroom door sobbing to herself.
>You drop the picture and run to her side.
“M-Miss Flitter, what’s wrong?”
>She turns away and mutters to herself.
>”N-nothing”.
>You try to give her a hug, but she nudges you away.
“Was it because I saw you pee in the tub? Don’t tell Mom, but I do that all the time too. It’s ok.”
>That garnered a little chuckle from her, but little else.
“Is it my brother….? You had a picture of him in there… You dropped it. Here.”
>You place the picture of you brother near one of her violet hooves.
>Finally she sits back up on her haunches, and gives the picture a look.
>More tears roll down her face as she looks at it.
>”You’re really thoughtful… and sweet. Thanks.”
>You smile at her a bit, but soon become curious.
“Why did you have that picture of my brother in the bathroom anyway Miss Flitter?”
>She sighs, and a few more tears roll off her muzzle onto the ground.
“B-because I like to imagine us together…”
>You cock your head.
“Together like Mom and Dad?”
>A little smirk crosses her face, but fades fast.
>”Heh, kind of… but well… yah.”
>Scrunching your muzzle in confusion you have to ask.
“So why aren’t you then?”
>This causes her to shed a few more tears as a new round of shivers wracks her body.
>”B-because he-he’s a big strong stallion…. And I’m… I’m just a silly, ugly, good for nothing filly! I-I’ll never mean anything to him!”
>She was sobbing again, and you didn’t know what to do… so you did the only thing you could.
>You hugged her and tried to sooth her.
>This time she let you hug her.
>Pressing your face into her soft side, she let her wing rest over your head, keeping you close.
>Eventually after a few minutes she calmed down again.
>Just long enough for you to think of the perfect words to make her feel better.
>Pulling away, you speak up a bit, timidly at first.
“M-miss Flitter…”
>”Please… just Flitter… I don’t deserve the Miss.”
“Ummm Flitter… I-I’m sorry I walked into the bathroom… but I ummm I wanted to tell you that you’re the prettiest, smartest, most awesome mare I know.”
>Something hitched in her throat as you said that.
>You really hoped she wouldn’t start crying again.
>But instead she just turned her tear soaked face toward you.
>Her big, purple, bloodshot eyes were staring into yours with a compassion you’d never seen before.
>”Y-you really think I’m a pretty mare?”
>She’s smiling again, this is good. Keep it up Rumble!
“Yah!” You pip up.
“You’re the prettiest mare I know!”
>Flitter blushes a little.
>”You really are the sweetest pony ever Rumble.”
>She leans toward you, her face merely centimeters from yours.
>You look into her great big, caring, eyes as she swiftly pecks you on the lips.
>”Well I think you’re one handsome gentlecolt.” 
>Freezing, your whole face goes red.
>The prettiest mare in the whole world just gave you a kiss.
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>Be Flitter.
>Be torn up inside.
>You just had the absolute most embarrassing thing ever happen to you!
>And to top it all off it brought up all your insecurities.
>Your less than pretty face that you try to draw attention away from with your big pink bow.
>That you’re constantly drooling over a pony who will never love you.
>That you’re so pathetic you’re clopping off to a family portrait.
>That you’ve never even been touched by a stallion.
>That this damn heat is still eating up your loins.
>And that you’re such a filly that all you could do was curly up and cry when Rumble walked in on you.
>You really are the worst pony ever.
>But then Rumble, dear Rumble, he just didn’t care… He wanted to help me… he called you the ‘prettiest mare in the world’.
>He called you a mare, not a filly.
>And something about that made you feel so desperately hot inside.
>Currently he was still frozen with a blush so hot you could feel it.
>Blinking away any tears left, you can’t help but giggle at the adorable scene in front of you.
“You ok Rumble?” Poking him on the shoulder.
>He replies in the dreamiest tone.
>”Yaaahhhhhh~”
“Heh ok Rumble, so how about time for bed?”
>This gets him to shake off his stupor.
>But he can’t get rid of the blush.
>You give him a little look before he speaks.
>”Ummmm Flitter… I don’t want to go to bed…. But… could you… ummm… do that again?”
>This catches you somewhat off guard.
“What…? Like me kiss you again?”
>He looks up in excitement at you.
>”Yah! Please? T-that was like my first kiss… Can we please?”
>Something inside you melt a little from his puppy dog eyes and the heat consuming your lower half.
>Probably your reservations about kissing the foal you’re supposed to be foalsitting.
>You couldn’t say no really. 
“Well ok… just close your eyes ok.”
>”Really! Ok!” The excitement in his voice was too much for you.
>He pinched his eyes shut, and sat motionless waiting for you.
>As you moved you head down to his level a thought crossed your mind.
>Where you really about to do this?
>He’s only 8! And you’re like 16!
>But also… you hadn’t kissed anypony but your sister… once… on a dare... three years ago.
>Your body longed for physical contact like this.
>So with a tender motion you placed your lips against his.
>He didn’t move at all, frozen.
>But you felt like enjoying this a little.
>You placed a hoof behind his head, and ran it through his messy bed-mane
>He was so soft, so warm, you had to do more.
>Shifting your head to the side a bit, you parsed your lips.
>He didn’t. Still frozen.
>After a few second you pull away, breathing heavy.
>He is just as frozen as before, eyes still tightly shut.
>You can’t help but giggle some more at how cute he’s being.
“Oh Rumble~ You can open your eyes now.”
>Slowly he peeks them open, and is greeted with your smiling face.
“Sooo how did you like your second kiss?”
>He takes a second to let out his breath.
>”It was… SO AWESOME!”
“Really? Well, try opening your mouth next time.”
>”Opening my wha-“
>Really he is too easy.
>You pounce on him, locking muzzles.
>His eyes wide in shock, he’s starting to freeze up again.
>You won’t let that happen this time though.
>You force your tongue into his mouth, searching for his.
>As you do his eyes are a mix of confusion and pleasure.
>Though as you find his tongue, and start playing with it, his eyes soon close.
>You aren’t any good at kissing, but you don’t care.
>You sloppily make out on the floor.
>As you do you grind your equally sloppy marehood all over his chest, coating him in your musky love juice.
>After a minute or two of sloppy making out and grinding you relent, releasing the overstimulated foal.
“Heh… sorry… I just got carried away…”
>He’s breathing deeply, but looks back up to you with the dumbest smile.
>It’s at this moment you notice a warm poke to your rump.
>Backing off the gray foal you’re delighted to see his little member beginning to work its way out of its sheath. 
>Another devious smile crosses your face
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>Be Rumble.
>Be in literal heaven.
>The prettiest mare in the world just kissed you so many times, and soooo hard!
>This is definitely the best day of your life.
>You feel so amazing you’re starting to feel warm all over.
>And you feel kinda weird too. 
>You lean forward to find a few kinda weird things too.
>First is that your chest is all sticky and smelly.
>Second is that your wiener is getting all big and hard again.
>This doesn’t happen often… only when you clean it a lot in the bath…
>But this isn’t bath time.
>And Flitter really is looking at it.
>She looks back up at your face, smiling a lot.
>”Rumble… can I lick your cock?”
“My what?”
>”Just let me show you~”
>Her head starts to move toward your wiener. 
“Ummmm OHHHHhhhhHHH~~~”
>Your head flails back as you feel a soft, warm, wet appendage circle the tip of your wien-err cock.
>You feel you the strangest tickling sensation ever jolt through your lower half.
>You want to giggle, moan, and scream all at the same time.
>But all you can manage is a series of noises all in-between.
>You’re not forming any coherent words, and your mind is racing.
>What’s happening, why’s Flitter licking your pee place, and why does it feel so weird.
>Finally a moment of relief comes when Flitter stops licking your stiff cock.
>She looks up into your eyes with such loving passion.
>Your cock is resting on her muzzle, and you feel every tingling cool breath in and hot moist breath out.
>You shiver.
>”How does it feel?”
>You try to make words.
“Ughhhh Ummmmm…”
>But again you’re cut off with pleasure.
>You watch as you try to answer.
>In one motion Flitter wraps her lips around your meat and dives down to your balls.
>You arch your back as this new, enveloping, ecstasy hits you.
>She spends a moment with you entirely in her mouth, tongue swishing around your head.
>In that moment your mind has been sent to the moon and back.
>This doesn’t feel weird anymore, it feels unbelievably good! 
>And like that she bobs her head back up to your tip, and down again.
>You are literally floating now, all your limbs relaxed and out stretched.
>Every time she bobs up your muscles contract, and as she bobs down they release.
>You swear this goes on forever.
>But soon enough you feel her bob off your cock with a little pop sound.
>And suddenly your dick feels very cold.
>You look up, full of wonder at the worlds prettiest mare.
>Her mane was hanging down over her eyes, and her bow was out of place.
>Her eyes looked hungry, and her blush was deep.
>“I was wondering, Rumble… Do you want to know what a mare looks like… up close?”
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>Be Flitter.
>And be hot as all get out.
>And be staring at the rock hard cock of Rumble, currently coated in your saliva.
>You didn’t know how long he might last, and you ~really~ wanted to do this next part.
>In the silkiest, most alluring voice you can muster.
“Sooooo~ Do you?”
>His purple eyes shown with a fire only a foal discovering their sexuality could.
>”Y-yes!” Is all he can blurt out.
“Good! Now scoot over a little.”
>Sitting yourself down with your back against the wall you spread your legs.
>You direct Rumble to sit right between your legs, staring at your sopping nethers.
>Though there’s just one problem, Rumble is looking away.
“Rumble I want you to look at this.” You say, holding your vag open.
>”B-but Mom said it’s rude to stare…”
>He’s literally the cutest.
“She only meant that it’s rude to stare at mares who don’t want you to look… I want you to look, silly.”
>You put a hoof under his chin, and turn his head toward you.
>His eyes almost immediately dart down to your teats.
“Whoa… I’ve never been so close before.”
>You take his hoof in yours.
>Gently you place his hoof on your teats.
“Go ahead, you can feel them.”
>You shudder as he takes your offer, and begins massaging his hoof between your two little ladies. 
>”Whoa… their so squishy! And the middles are so hard…”
>He circles his hoof around one of you your hardening nipples with such fascination, he completely misses your pussy wink at him.
>You are just content watching the fascinated foal play with you like nopony had ever done before.
>You actually hadn’t expected it to feel this good.
>Normally you never played with your teats… but having somepony else do it for you… just felt so tingly! Like little sparks of magic in your nipples.
>But that was nothing, and your body was calling out for more.
>Taking your hoof, you remove Rumble’s from your teats.
“Ok now Rumble. Ready for your lesson on mares?”
>Looking up to you he nods vigorously.
“Good, now this is the labia.”
>You trace the outer folds of your pussy oh so gently.
>Rumble watches with rapt attention.
>Suddenly you shiver a little as you wink once.
>”Whoa what was that!”
>Rumble leans closer, looking for the mysterious pink dot that just popped in and out of your pussy.
>He was so close actually that his breath made you shiver and wink again.
>”What is it Flitter?”
>Regaining your composure you answer.
“That is my clitoris or clit for short. It’s the most sensitive part of a mare.”
>You use both hooves to hold open your vagina for Rumble to see.
“Ok, now see that big pink button at the top? That’s it. Try licking it.”
>”Licking it… ewwwww, but why?”
>Rumble takes a sniff and makes a face.
>”And it smells weird too!”
>You look him in the eyes, and give him a reassuring gaze.
“It will feel really good if you do. Like when I put your cock in my mouth. And it’ll taste good if you do.”
>”R-really?” 
>His eyes were nervous, but you just gave him that reassuringly warm smile.
“Really.”
>He took another look at your wettening neathers, and back a you.
>”Okay.”
“Good, you’re a brave stallion Rumble.”
>As he tentatively lowered his face toward you, you took the chance to brace yourself.
>You had no idea what to expect. If just your teats were so excited from being touched by another… what could this mean for your clit?
>Just as you finished that thought, Rumble showed you exactly what it would feel like with a single, hesitant lick.
“Sweet Celestia! Oh My!” You shouted
>Immediately Rumble jumped back, frightened by your reaction.
>”F-flitter… are you ok?”
>Panting you beckon him back with a hoof.
“I’m more than ok, that was amazing! Can you do it again?”
>Reassured now, Rumble retook his position between your thighs.
>Right before he went back he looked at you again.
>”It tasted salty.”
>And went back and started licking your winking clit again.
>Grinding your teeth you fought to keep your body from flailing everywhere in sheer ecstasy.
>This was better than anything you could imagine.
>Every single lick brought you to the edge so much faster than you hoof.
>You should probably warn him what comes next, but buck it all. This feels too good to stop him
“Rumble! Rumble, d-don’t s-stoAAAHHHHHHHAHHHHAHH!!!”
>Your back arches involuntarily as the most intense orgasm you’ve ever experiences surges through your body.
>You can feel so much of your sex fluids flowing from your vag.
>And you can still feel Rumble trying to suck on your madly winking clit.
>He really is the best!
>After a few more seconds your spasms die down.
“R-rumble, y-you can stop… now…”
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>Be Rumble.
>And be muzzle deep in the prettiest mare in the world.
>And be covered in her sticky, smelly, tasty fluids.
>She really was right, it tasted really good once you got over how salty it was.
>And you don’t really know what happened just then.
>But you heard her say to stop, so you obliged.
>With your mouth free you can now ask her what your mind was asking you.
“What happened?
>Panting heavily, Flitter tries to look you in the eye.
>”T-that was an – an orgasm, Rumble. A really good one too!”
>This only confuses you more.
“What’s an orgasm?”
>She takes another breath, and sits back up against the wall, letting her body rest.
>”An orgasm is a wonderful feeling you get from having your sex bits stimulated a lot.”
>You think for a moment.
“Oh I see… so your clit is a sex part… and is my wiener a sex part?”
>She smiles warmly at you again.
>”Yes Rumble your right.”
“Did I have an orgasm then… is that why you stopped earlier?”
>She’s giggling again.
>”No, you would have known… I just wanted to save your first orgasm for later is all.”
>You’re starting to become impatient at the idea.
“So is it time, can I have mine now?”
>”Heh, no no, not quite yet, there’s still one more part to the lesson I want to show you.”
>You stick out your bottom lip in a pout.
“Awww really.”
>”Don’t worry, it will be very worth it. Now look here…”
>Flitter again directs your attention to her now very wet, and twitching pussy.
>Using both hooves she spreads her lower lips for you again, but much wider than before.
>You can see the walls of her vaginal track expanding and contracting at a very regular pace.
>Occasionally her clit will wink.
>You have to stop yourself from trying to suckle it again.
>”Ok now, how well can you see inside me?”
“Ummm… pretty good I think.”
>”Good, now do you see a pink disk of skin an inch or two inside me?”
>You look deeper into her pussy, and lo and behold, there is a piece of thin skin in the middle of her vaginal canal.
“Yah, I see it.”
>You take the opportunity and steal a lick along her inner walls and up her clit.
>You relish the flavor as Flitter gives a little moan and shiver.
>”Ohhhhh~ heh, yah, anyway that piece of skin is my hymen… I want you to break it.”
>You pause, your face only a few inches from her sopping marehood.
>She want’s you to what…
>Why…
>How…
>But she continues before you can speak.
>”I want you to put your cock inside me and break my hymen. Then you can orgasm.”
>You look up to her curiously.
“W-won’t it hurt?”
>Her reassuring smile wavers for a split second. 
>”W-well they say it won’t… as much… if I’m properly lubed… which I am very… so probably not.”
“Ummm… Okay… So how do I do this?”
>You sit with your erect cock between your legs, occasionally twitching on it’s own accord.
>”Here, just rest your belly on mine.”
>She pulls you forward a bit, so that her teats are pressing up into your chest.
>”Ok now I need you to line the head of your cock up with the entrance to my vagina.”
>Looking down between your legs and her teats you attempt to wiggle your head to her lips.
>You stop when you feel her clit wink against the head of your cock.
>”Ok now I need you to look into my eyes, and thrust your hips so you go inside me. Think you can handle it?”
“Y-yah, just one second.”
>With a final adjustment of your hips you feel the very top tip of your penis being kissed by her rhythmic winking.
>You look one more time into her big purple eyes, and she gives you a little nod.
>Determined you thrust your hips forward. 
>Her breath hitches.
>You feel as the tip of your cock pushes past her outer lips, finding refuge in the warm embrace of her outer vaginal canal.
>It feels so good; you have maybe a third of your little cock inside her.
>”Y-you need to go deeper, keep thrusting.”
>You obey and push your hips further forward. 
>You can feel her getting tighter as you go before your progress is stopped by a sudden blockage.
>”T-that’s i-it! Pull back and thrust really h-hard Rumble!”
>Again obeying, you take a small step back, pulling out until just your tip was inside Flitter.
>Then you rush forward with all your might. 
>”OHHHHHAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHCELESTIABUCKBUCKBUCKITHURTS!!!
>You can feel the blockage be torn apart as your hips smack against Flitter’s.
>Instinctively you try to pull out of the shouting mare, but her legs lock you inside of her.
>Though gritted teeth Flitter tries to speak
>”D-don’t pull OOOOoooout! 
>Concerned, you look down to where your bodies are joined.
>You can see, between her winking clit and your rod there is a little bit of blood mixed with her fluids dripping from her vag.
“B-but you’re bleeding!”
>Under her breath you hear Flutter moan
>”They didn’t say it would hurt this bad…”
>Before she speaks up.
>”Just start pumping!?”
“Really?”
>”YES!”
>Obediently you begin to buck your hips back and forth in no real pace.
>Each time you pump out of Flitter she takes a breath, and each time you pump in she grits her teeth.
>After a minute you had found a nice rhythm, and Flitter had begun to really start enjoying it.
>As you pounded in to her she began to moan more.
>”Ohhhh YAAAAHHHHh ohhhh Rumble… buck me, buck me harder, HARDER!”
>And so you did.
>You thrust in and out of her sopping, winking, wreck of a pussy faster and faster.
>Soon you began to feel an odd sensation well up inside you.
>It felt almost like you needed to pee…
>But it felt so much better…
>Your tongue had long since lolled out of your mouth, but this felt like it would bring you back to earth. 
>You had to tell Flitter.
“F-Flitter, I… I feel like I’m going to explode!”
>”HAAAHAAAOHHHH GOOOOD, DOOOAHHHH DOOO IT! E-EXPLODE INSIDE MEEEEE”
>As she said this you could feel her inner walls clamp down all around your cock.
>It was just too much for you, and you let loose.
>You exploded inside her as she gushed love fluids all over your crotch.
>You keep trying to thrust though, but with each thrust you feel yourself becoming drained.
>In just a few seconds you find yourself collapsed on top of Flitter’s heavily panting chest.
>Through your afterglow you can hear Flitter say one more thing to you.
>”THAT was an orgasm!”
>You smile, and fall asleep on top of the prettiest mare in the world.