Desirous

Desirous

 

 

"That little white filly," Rainbow Dash thought as she quietly ate her dinner alone.

 

After scooping the last bit of crunchy greens into her mouth, she pushed the bowl aside and leaned back in her chair, still chewing. Swallowing what remained of it, she sighed and extended her forehooves back behind her head to support it. Staring up at the ceiling of her drab, plain little home gave her space in her head for contemplation.

 

But no matter what seemed to flit through her mind that evening, her thoughts could only return to the immaculately preened wings and young, supple flank of her new acquaintance.

 

"Polaris Sprint," she whispered, closing her eyes.

 

Her mind began to paint her a perfect picture of the lithe young pegasus filly.

 

Large steel-grey eyes. Beautiful, perfectly chiseled jaw. Features only slightly effeminate. Muscles lean and taut beneath her shiny white fur. She was born to be an athlete, to be sure.

 

But for as much as her physique did to emphasize her tomboyish nature, Rainbow could not help but think wistfully of her tiny, girlish voice.

 

Since the first time she'd heard her speak, she had wondered just what that voice would sound like as a hoof tenderly caressed the soft, warm fur adorning her underbelly. High, sweet whimpers as it traveled down further. A delicate little gasp, followed by muted moans as a pair of wandering lips found purchase between the toned muscle of her inner thighs.

 

Her face flushed with heat as her legs began to spread seemingly of their own accord. Slowly she trailed a hoof down her belly and on toward her slickening marehood.

 

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The image in her head was extremely vivid now. There she lay, that tight young body draped across Rainbow's bed. Sheets askew, hooves wandering where they shouldn't; and it was all too much. As Rainbow began to lightly massage between her legs, she fantasized that she was being pleasured by Polaris. Lying next to her, she could almost feel the filly's soft lips pressing against her own as a young, inexperienced hoof drifted slowly down to her nethers and began to rub. Uncertain and innocent; the childishness was tender at first. But more brazen and encouraged the act became with each successive moan which issued from Rainbow's panting, slacken mouth.

 

A knock on the door reminded her quickly that she was still sitting alone at the kitchen table.

 

"Miss Rainbow! Are you home?" a high, sugary-sweet adolescent voice chirped.

 

The door had already opened.

 

"Uh, yeah! Just a minute." she called back as she jumped up and grabbed a rag to wipe the lust from between her legs. The door clicked shut.

 

"Hi Miss Rainbow." Polaris called from the front room. "I came by to bring you your saddlebags. You left them at the practice field this afternoon."

 

Before Rainbow could conjure a response, Polaris had already taken the saddlebags off and tossed them on the couch. She wandered into the kitchen and sat down across the table from where Rainbow had been mere moments earlier.

 

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"Oh, heh. Thanks. I-I guess it must have just slipped my mind to, um, grab them," Rainbow said, each word saturated with the nervousness she felt. She suddenly looked down, remembering the damp rag still suspended from her hoof. Blushing wildly, she quickly tossed it into the sink. "I got in a hurry to come home and completely forgot."

 

She locked eyes with the filly, and moments passed. Entranced, she said nothing.

 

Silence.

 

"Why?" Polaris asked, finally dispelling the quiet. She arched her brows slightly and waited.

 

"Hmm?"

 

"You said you were in a hurry. But it doesn't seem like you have much of a reason to be anywhere," she said bluntly.

 

Rainbow's heart sank. Her words had struck a nerve, for she found in them a surprising amount of truth.

Mouth beginning to quiver, she said softly, "Maybe you should leave."

 

"Oh! No, no. I'm so sorry, Miss Rainbow." she said quickly, pushing her chair back. She hopped to her hooves nimbly, walking quickly to her as the cyan mare turned away. "I really didn't mean it that way... It's just that I know you must get lonely. You never have anyone."

 

Rainbow met her gaze again, but she couldn't speak. She was then at a loss for words. All she could do was gaze sadly down into that striking ocean of shiny grey in her eyes.

 

Polaris' expression shifted a bit. No longer apologetic. More like contemplative.

 

"The girls at school talk," she said slowly. "They all know who you are. And they know that you have a certain reputation."

 

Quiet, again.

 

Rainbow finally spoke. "So then what are you doing here?"

 

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The filly drew steadily nearer. "Do I have to spell it out?"

 

"Maybe you should."

 

She stepped forward and nuzzled Rainbow's neck.

 

"I want to be touched by you," she whispered.

 

Rainbow's heart skipped a beat. That one sentence, it was exactly what she'd wished for since she had first met her. "Are you sure you mean that?"

 

A nervous giggle escaped her throat. "Yes, Rainbow. I'm sure. Since I first saw you, I've always thought you were the prettiest mare I've maybe ever seen."

 

Polaris gently placed her forehooves around her, pressing her tight, fit body up against hers.

 

"I want you to be the one. I want you to show me what it feels like to be with someone."

 

Without warning, Rainbow pulled back slightly and ran her hoof across Polaris' golden mane as she brought their lips together. Parting the kiss, she said, "You have no idea how much I've wanted to hear you say that."

 

A wide smile crept across the filly's face. "Can we go to your bedroom?" she asked.

 

"You bet."

 

As she led the white filly out of the kitchen, Rainbow was consumed with the excitement, the wild flutters in her stomach growing more prominent by the second. She could hardly believe this was happening. "So you've never done this before, huh?" she asked tentatively as she opened the bedroom door.

 

Polaris hesitated briefly. "I told you I wanted you to show me what it's like. I want you... to be my first."

 

Rainbow left her at the threshold of the room and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Shut the door behind you." she said as she lit the lamp on her nightstand. As the flame flickered to life, she heard the door softly click shut.

 

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The filly walked slowly toward the bed as Rainbow threw the comforter aside and laid back, waiting. Polaris seemed more nervous, more apprehensive with each successive step.

 

"Don't be scared, baby. You still want this, right?"

 

"I'm not scared!" she said indignantly, puffing her chest out. She renewed her resolve, realizing how ridiculous she would look now if she backed down after the boldness she'd shown Rainbow just moments earlier. She hopped up on the bed and crawled towards her. "I want this. I want you."

 

Rainbow smiled. She sat up and put her forelegs around Polaris, pulling her towards her. "Kiss me."

 

She quickly complied. As Rainbow eased her tongue between timid lips, forcing them apart slowly, she elicited a tiny moan from her. Deeper she pushed, twisting her tongue around Polaris', all the while easing her hooves down toward the filly's flank. Forelegs wrapped firmly around her, she gently picked her up and turned, letting her fall to rest on her back.

 

She lowered her muzzle and brought their lips together again. Polaris giggled as Rainbow's mane brushed against her face, tickling it a little. But she quickly fell silent as she felt a hoof caress lightly against her belly and move down between her thighs.

 

Rainbow kissed down her neck as she rubbed the filly's clit, and she could feel the wetness beginning to quickly seep from within her already. Lower still, she moved her mouth, not stopping until she'd found purchase directly above where her hoof had been diligently working. She adjusted slightly, and slid both of her forelegs beneath Polaris' flank, pulling her toward her.

 

The sudden feeling of Rainbow's tongue expertly parting her virgin lips gave Polaris an indescribable jolt of pleasure. She could barely contain the moans she'd been trying so hard to stifle.

 

She shuddered, hips bucking slightly to meet her lover's mouth. She placed her forehooves around the back of her head, lightly stroking her rainbow mane as it continued to bob smoothly up and down between her legs with each stroke.

 

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"Oh, Rainbow," she panted, mouth dry, sweat pouring down her body. "Please don't stop... It feels so nice."

 

Upon hearing that, Rainbow increased her tempo. She worked her tongue rapidly around the filly's lust-engorged little flower with precision, causing her to writhe with pleasure as she cried out loudly. She was practically swooning by then, never having known such sensations were possible.

 

Overcome with desire and no longer able to resist, Rainbow slid one foreleg out from under Polaris' flank and began touching herself. Rubbing fervently, already slick, she knew it wouldn't take much on a night like this.

"RAINBOW!" Polaris yelled, body clenching.

 

The cyan mare rubbed herself faster, her own wetness becoming sloppy and hot as she listened to the filly's frantic moans. She came steadily nearer to climax with each stroke, but it did nothing to detract from the attention she was giving her young inamorata. Her neck and jaws were burning now, muscles tiring quickly, but she would not stop until she saw through what she'd started.

 

She wanted this to be nothing short of perfect for her.

 

"Ah! I'm coming, Rainbow!"

 

Rainbow's own orgasm preceded Polaris' by what could have only been mere seconds. Every muscle in her body tightened, and the filly tugged hard at her mane as she began her own climax in earnest.

 

Immense waves of warmth flooded the little pegasus' insides. A wail of pleasure punctuated by broken gasps tore itself free from her throat. Rainbow slowed her pace considerably, taking time to gently lap up the juices spilling from Polaris as her orgasm finished running its course. Once the filly's breathing at last started to return to normal, she gave her a final, prolonged kiss on the lips of her swollen marehood before crawling up the bed to lay beside her.

 

Polaris could do nothing but lay there in silence.

 

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"How was your first time, baby?" Rainbow asked, playfully trailing a hoof up through the sweat-slicked fur of the filly's belly.

 

Polaris wrapped her forehooves around Rainbow and nestled her head against the fur of her chest, listening to the steady thump of her heart.

 

"Mmm... It was everything I hoped it would be, Rainbow." she said dreamily.

 

"Good. I'm glad."

 

"Hey Rainbow?" she asked.

 

"Hmm?"

 

"Do you think it would be okay if I... spent the night with you?" Polaris asked meekly.

 

Rainbow hesitated for a moment. "Won't your parents be expecting you home soon? It's pretty late already."

 

"They think I'm sleeping over at a friend's house." she said sheepishly. "I don't have to be home until tomorrow afternoon."

 

A smile formed on Rainbow's lips. "Well. In that case, I suppose it'd be alright. I'd love for you to stay with me tonight."

 

"Let's lay here together, just like this. I want to wake up to you holding me."

 

"I'd like that too, baby."

 

"I love you, Rainbow Dash." she whispered.

 

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The sweet little voice echoed for a moment, then faded. Rainbow finally opened her eyes.

 

There she was, still sitting at the table in her kitchen.

 

Alone. Just her and the piercing silence.

 

She took a deep, wishful breath and clambered out of her chair. Trudging off to the bathroom to clean up afterwards was the part she always hated, for it meant that it was over until the next night.

 

As she washed herself, she wondered what it would be like for it to be real. Any one of her fantasies. She stood there and let the shower head pour steaming water over her body for a while longer before shutting it off and drying herself.

 

She retired to her bedroom. But this night was no different than most, and sleep was something elusive for her again.

 

Thoughts of how she wished away her days filled her head as she laid in bed, staring blankly off into the dark. Anymore, she looked forward only to her escape; her time spent daydreaming of that hidden place in her mind which felt better than her own life. It was far from ideal, but it was something. Something to fill up the stark emptiness, if only for a few fleeting moments each evening.

 

She'd stopped trying to get better years ago. She knew that she would never be well. The nature of her lust, her want, the desirous flame burning in her heart, it couldn't change.

 

And so once a night, it was her time to live how she'd always dreamed she could. Her time to imagine what being loved, just the way she needed it, could be like.

 

She cherished it.

 

At last, sleep claimed her, blank and dreamless.