Seven minutes in her

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>With swishing sounds, the concoction got swirled around.

>In billowing waves painted in broken alabaster, it rolled over the pearly white surfaces.

>Like the tides of the ocean, it moved to and fro, dragging itself back and forth over and over again, traversing the same path it had conquered mere moments ago.

>With every passage, the surface became just that tad smoother. A little whiter. A little more even. Complying under the demands of its far weaker counterpart.

>But they endured. For they could withstand much more than what they were undergoing right now.

>Their current trials went by unnoticed, even.

>A foamy mixture of water and small crystalline fragments, carrying in it a hint of mint, scraped along the gradually smoothening—*PFBLRRTT*

 

>Filling a cup with some tap water, you rinse your mouth after having brushed your teeth.

>After those visits to Colgate, you started taking your dental care much more seriously.

>MUCH more seriously.

>That mare had issues...

>Issues you would like forget about.

>Those hooves in your mouth and—

>No! No!

>It's not a trauma if you pretend it never happened.

>Just brush your teeth twice every day and it'd never happen again.

>Just brushie brushie, Anon.

>Brushie brushie

>Brushie

>With a not-so-slightly twitching eye, you set out for the kitchen in hopes of some breakfast.

 

>But before you can even begin making your cup of tea, the dreaded knocking on the door was once more bestowed upon you.

>A minty sigh left you as you made your way towards the door.

>With a curt swing, it opened, revealing to you the same pony who'd been bothering you for months on end now.

>Years even.

>You stopped counting a long time ago...

"Morning, Filthy."

>With a jovial smile, he nodded in earnest appreciation.

>"Anon!" he exclaimed with such vigor, as if he were surprised that it was in fact you who lived in your house.

>"Good morning! How are you doing this fine day?"

"Same as every morning. Figured you'd know by now..."

>His smile slightly falters before he forces out an awkward chuckle.

>"Haha yes. Yes, of course."

>With an even more awkward smile, he asked, "So, have you thought about my proposal?"

>The faint tremble in his lips betrayed that even he was running on the end of his breath with this nonsense.

"Yes. I have, actually."

>At first, he is simply struck with bewilderment, only to be replaced by an expression of utmost exuberance immediately after.

>"Y-you have?" he stumbles over his words.

"Two thousand bits is a very respectable amount of money, Filthy. I'm honest enough to admit that..."

>"So you'll—"

"...but I'm also honest enough to admit that I simply have no interest in babysitting your daughter."

>Aaaaand... there goes his smile, trampled by good old yours truly.

"I doubt there's enough money in the world to convince me to spend an entire day with her. Besides..."

>You let your brow furrow as you stare down the stallion in front of you.

"You've been coming to my door to offer me money every morning for years on end now. Isn't she almost grown-up by now?"

>Filthy's legs begin to tremble as he cast his gaze towards the floor in shame.

>"...I know," he muttered.

 

>Now, in time, you'd seen Filthy do a lot of things to get you to comply.

>Flattery. Expensive dinners. You even had a maid for a little while.

>Bribery for the most part.

>But you'd never once seen him show remorse.

>Truth be told, you wish you could've kept things like that.

>You have no idea what to make of this.

>With his head still hung low, he spoke, "I know she's too old to even need a foalsitter by now."

>Turning his gaze towards you, his cerulean eyes betrayed a sadness that had been building in them for years.

>His face, now even more wrinkled than when you'd first met the man, filled with concern.

>"She just keeps talking about you, Anon. She's so fascinated with you..."

>His eyes drift off into the distance as he lets years worth of memory play out in his mind.

>"And every day, she asks me the same thing: "Daddy, I want to play with Anon today. Can you get him for me? Can you daddy?"."

>He swallows audibly, forcing back whatever turmoil raged within him.

>"And I tell her the same thing every day, Anon... "Daddy will go ask the nice man, but you got to be patient, okay?""

>His gaze drifts downwards once more as he blinks away sorrow from his eyes.

>"And I think she used to believe me back then... I-I was a good father. I made her happy. If she wanted something, I could give it to her... And then she'd smile at me."

>He softly shakes his head, and you do believe to hear a quiet sob leaving him.

>"She's got such a pretty smile, Anon. She's so pretty, my precious little Diamond..."

 

>"It's a shame she doesn't smile much nowadays. She still asks me about you every day... But I don't think I'm a good father anymore..."

>Turning around, he starts walking off. "What good am I if I can't even make my daughter happy?"

>He was already well on his way when you finally snapped back to it.

"Filthy!" you called out as you started going after him. "Filthy, hold up!"

>"Just leave an old stallion be, Anon," he said. "You have better things to do."

"I didn't know it was that important to her, or to you. I just thought she wanted to have bragging rights on having 'the human' being her friend or something."

>With ambivalence, he gave a tiny smirk. "Yes, she did use to have a bit of a nature for things like that..."

"Look, I just didn't want to get treated like I'm some trophy to boast with... One day, right?"

>The stallion stared right at you. "You will—"

"One day, right?" you repeated.

>"No!" he spoke, shaking his head. "I mean, it doesn't even have to be an entire day, if you don't want to."

>"She's having a party this evening! If you could just come over for a few hours... You can't even grasp how happy she'd be."

 

>Another sigh of minty fragrance leaves you as you nod in compliance.

"One time, okay? I'll come to her party, talk a bit to her until she's happy and then I go back home. End of story."

>Nodding just a tad too eagerly, he said, "Of course. How much do you want? Any price is—"

"Keep it. I don't need your money," you said, staring down on the stallion. "I'm doing this for you."

>His lips tugged upwards with the fragility of woven glass before he threw himself at your feet.

>"Thank you. Thank you so much. She's going to be so happy... I can't thank you enough."

"Well, feel free to stop any time now. This really isn't necessary."

>Immediately, he stood up straight and scurried back a bit.

"So, uh... What time do I have to be there?"

>"Well, Ruby and I have to attend to a fund raiser in Canterlot this evening, so Diamond'll have the house to herself at around eight. Any time around then would be good. You know where it is, right?"

"Biggest house in the entire town... Yeah, I think I'll find it."

>With that, you considered things taken care off and you turned around to get back home before you heard Filthy speak up from behind you one last time.

>"K-keep an eye open for her, will you? I trust that she won't do anything dangerous but she really means the world to me, Anon."

"Loud and clear," you said as you waved at the stallion behind your back.

>Closing the front door shut behind you, you set out for your second attempt to eat some breakfast.

 

>As you absentmindedly chew on some fruit, you wonder what you just agreed to.

>Oh well, it couldn't be that bad, could it?

>With a shrug, you commence the rest of your day.

 

>There was a little rip in one of your pants that Rarity needed to fix for you and whilst you were nearby anyway, you went to Twilight's library for some fresh reading material.

>All in all, nothing worth of notice.

>You liked those kind of days the most. This world was weird enough to you as it is.

>With a content and noticeable less minty sigh, you plopped down into your sofa.

>Ever since Rainbow had talked you into these things, you'd grown rather fond of the 'Daring Do'-book series.

>Splaying yourself in a comfy position, you began to devour page after page of words as you let yourself sink into the realm of fantasy.

 

 

>The snake-like creature coiled itself around you tightly, purring in her seductive voice, "She can't give you what I can, Anon the Brave. Look at how your companions fare, my dearest human, and accept your loss."

>"Anon!" you heard the pegasus shout from behind you. "Don't listen to her lies! She'll only use the amulet for evil! You know you must—"

>"SILENCE WHELP!" she shouted, wrapping even tighter around you in the progress. The two slits that were her pupils came to rest upon your visage as she grinned a wicked smile.

>"If you won't join us out of your own motivation," she purred as she kept gyrating over your bound body, "then perhaps I must convince you to do so..."

>Her long, flexible tongue swirled around your earlobe be—

 

>A dull thud shatters your surroundings.

>Through bleary eyes, your living room makes itself apparent.

>You stretch out straight with a yawn, a multitude of bones popping and cracking as they shift into place.

"Damn, how long was I out for?" you found yourself wondering as you picked up the book of the floor.

>A quick glance at the clock shows that it was already nearing nine in the evening.

>Nine is 'around' eight, right?

>Eh, good enough for you.

>You quickly dust yourself off as you grab your coat to begin the venture towards the residence of the family Rich.

>Luckily, the walk went by without disruptions and so, after a good ten minutes, you stood in front of the largest mansion in Ponyville.

>As you knock on the door and wait for someone to answer, your mind strays off once more.

>For years, Filthy had been knocking on your door. Now, you finally got to knock on his for a change.

>When after your second attempt still no one had come, you gave a slight tug on the doorknob.

>Without so much as a single squeak, the hinges slowly swung open. Hesitantly, you strode inside.

>As you entered the hallway, you could hear music being played upstairs.

>Pristine white marble spread as far as the eye could see, its interlocking mosaics shimmering under dimmed lighting.

>Doorknobs seemingly made out of gold gave off a soft glow, reflecting as brilliant rays in the poorly-lit hallway.

>Pfft, showoff... Your HAYKEA-furniture was just as good.

>Kinda.

>Okay, you were pretty jealous of this house.

>Leaving your coat on the designated stand, you set out towards the source of the noise.

 

>The closer the end of the stairs became, the louder the music got.

>You cast a quick glance left and right, but judging by both the music, as well as the lights coming from underneath the door on your left, you knew where you had to be.

>Seeing as how you'd already barged into the house, you saw no point in knocking on the door and so, you simply stepped inside.

>A few heads turned towards you before they went back to their dancing and mindless chatter.

>One in particular, however, seemed like it'd never be able to look away from you anymore.

>A pair of azure eyes, much like her father's, shimmered as she made her way towards you, breaking away from her group of friends.

>"Y-you came..." she quietly said. "Daddy said you would but..."

>The little mare sprung up and clamped herself down on your waist. "...I thought you—"

"Sorry I'm late," you said. "...uhm, things came up..."

>Still tightly clinging to you, she shook her head. "That's okay. I'm so glad you're here now."

>Dropping back on the floor, she beamed you a bright smile to which you can't help but give one back.

>Filthy was right. She had a pretty smile.

>"Come on," she said as she wrapped her tail around your leg and dragged you along, "let's go get you a drink."

>The sudden yank on your lower leg disrupted your balance and you had to stick close to the young mare to keep your footing.

>At the opposite end of the room stood a table on which various confectionery was displayed, as well as large bowl of punch.

>With the swiftness and grace you'd come to expect of someone who wore the Rich-name, she filled you a cup of the maroon beverage.

>"Try some, you'll love it!"

>Her enthusiasm worked infectious and with a thankful smile, you took a large gulp of the drink she'd offered you.

>Licking your lips, a familiar taste made itself apparent.

"Is there alcohol in this?"

>With a giggle, she bumped into your side. "Of course there is. It's a party!"

>Filthy's words played into your mind again, causing your brow to quickly rise in suspicion.

"Are you guys old enough to be drinking?" you asked sternly.

>Diamond blinked a few times, wearing the same nervous smile her father had worn earlier this day, which already told you more than enough.

>"Y-You're not going to tell on me, are you?" she asked, fluttering her eyes as she looked up at you.

>You told Filthy you'd be keeping an eye on her. This was one of those situations where you had to step in.

 

>But so far, everyone seemed to be having fun. You didn't really see any outrageous behavior.

>And you'd hate being known as 'that guy'. Nobody likes to be 'that guy'.

>Diamond Tiara's pleading gaze was what caused you to sway.

"Hey... Who am I to turn down a free drink?" you said as you took another sip.

>You intended to take a stroll through the room —which was almost as large as the bottom floor of your house— but quickly found a weight securely attached to your leg to be holding you down.

>"Thank you," Diamond cooed as she nuzzled your leg.

"Heh..." You gave her a quick pat on the head. "...don't mention it, Diamond."

>As you spoke her name, you heard her gulp loudly before giving you a sheepish grin.

>And once more, you can't stop yourself from smiling back at her.

>This kid wasn't so bad after all. A bit clingy sure but that comes at their ag—

>"THOP IT!"

>"Ughh, who invited you in the first place?!"

>"Leave her alone, Silver!"

>"Oh great, the blank-flank brigade is here to save the day!"

>"We have our cutiemarks now you stupid—"

"ALRIGHT ALRIGHT, THAT'S ENOUGH ALREADY!" you bellowed as you forced your way in the middle of the group of arguing ponies.

>Your posture alone renders the little ponies in absolute silence, save for a mare bearing the cutiemark of a spoon who huffs undignified at your interruption.

"Okay, what are we yelling about?"

>"Well, I wanted to—

>"See, Twist here—

>"I was going to—

"One at a time!"

>You point towards a mare with a very curly mane and big glasses.

"You there."

>"M-My name's Twist, sir."

"Okay then. Twist, can you tell me what happened here?"

>You catch her taking a brief glance at the grey-coated mare with the braid.

>Crouching down in front of her, you leave her no other choice than to focus on you.

"Just tell me everything that happened, Twist."

>"I-I wanted to play a game, but then Silver tharted pushing me and she said I was ugly and that—"

>"I didn't do any of that!"

>Standing up straight again, you turn around to tower over the little mare.

"Did I tell you to say something?"

>"You can't tell me what to do, stupid monk—"

>"Leave."

 

>Every single head turned towards Diamond Tiara as she spoke a single word.

>"D-Diamond..."

>"Get out of my house, Silver Spoon," she said. "You're not going to ruin my party like this."

>"B-but I—"

>"Need to grow up. Really? This again? We stopped bullying."

>With a confident trot, she came snout to snout with her slightly-less-richer counterpart. "We're not fillies anymore, Silver. These are my friends and if you can't treat them with respect then you're no longer welcome here."

>Whereas confusion was her first reaction, Silver soon settled for anger instead.

>"Fine! Be friends with the geeks then! I don't need you!"

>With a loud slam of the door, she stormed downstairs.

>Silence filled the room as you looked down on Diamond.

>As the others began muttering among each other about Silver's impromptu exit, you crouched down and stroked through Diamond's mane as she still glared at the door.

"That was very responsible of you," you said.

>"I can't believe I used to be like that..."

"I'm sure it wasn't that bad."

>"No," she said as she trotted over to Twist. "I was worse."

 

>Diamond placed a hoof on her back, causing the ginger-maned pony to turn towards her.

>"I'm sorry for what Silver Spoon did," she said. "We can still play your game, if you want to."

>"Really?" Her magenta eyes lit up at that.

>With a giggle, she ran off towards the other end of the room.

>Moments later, she returned carrying something in her mouth.

"Oh no..."

>"THPIN THE BOTTLE!"

>Diamond cast a quick glance at you before trotting towards the middle of the room.

>"Sure! Come on everypony! In a circle!"

>About a dozen ponies —almost all of them mares— gathered in the middle of the room to settle down.

>You saw Diamond whispering something in the ear of the one that had sat herself beside her.

>"You too, Anon!" Diamond motioned for you to come sit in the circle as well with her hoof.

"You said everypony. I'm not a pony," you said. "Besides, I'm a little old for this."

>"Please?"

>One word. What that mare could do with just one word was incredible.

>You want to say no, you genuinely do.

>But as you see those eyes begging for you to do something so simple as to sit on the floor, you can't even begin to resist.

>Your legs drag themselves towards the middle of the room where you plop down next to Diamond who snuggles a bit into your side as you do so.

>"Okay, uhm..." Diamond said. "Pip! You can go first."

>"M-Me?" the only colt present stuttered. "A-alright then."

>With a soft push of his hoof, the bottle did about a spin and a half landing on one of the mares that had been part of the little disagreement earlier.

>You vaguely remember seeing her before, though you can't quite place where.

>"Well, Sweetie," Twist said. "What do you want to play?"

>As you heard her name, you remembered Rarity mentioning that name every once in a while.

>With a sly grin, she spoke, "Seven minutes in heaven."

>Before the poor colt could even begin to resist, Sweetie had already dragged him into the closet with a devious giggle.

"Poor guy."

>"Oh, he'll survive," Diamond tittered.

 

>And sure enough, precisely seven minutes later, the two of them reemerged from the closet.

>Sweetie licked her lips and smiled as she sat herself back down next to Diamond, whereas Pip simply looked off into the distance with a dreamy gaze and a dopey smile on his face.

>"Told you," Diamond teased as she bumped into your side.

>"Who wanth to go next?" Twist asked.

>"Me! Me!" the young mare beside you exclaimed.

>"Thure, it's your party," the bespectacled mare said as she gave the bottle to Diamond.

>With much more vigor than Pip could've mustered, she spun the bottle around on the floor.

>It turned at a speed that made it hard to even see where it was aiming at unless you kept close track of it.

>Whereas Pip's attempt had stranded after less than two full spins, Diamond's makes no attempts at slowing down. The bottleneck keeps passing by in circles.

>And then, seemingly out of nowhere, it slowed down to a full stop in less than half a spin.

"...Of course."

>On you.

>"Come on now," Diamond said as she tugged on your arm with her tail. "I promise I'll be gentle."

>You heard Sweetie giggle behind you before you got dragged into Diamond's closet.

>With a click, the door fell in its lock behind you.

 

 

>Letting your eyes adjust to the dark, you sat yourself on the floor.

>After just a few moments, you could already make out the shape of Diamond sitting in front of you.

"So uh..."

>"Wanna fuck?"

>Blinking in bewilderment, you shake your head.

"You just did not—"

>A soft giggle was heard as her hoof pressed against your chest. You felt her breathe softly on your face.

>"I was just kidding," she whispered.

>As your vision adjusted to the dark interior of the closet, the cerulean of her eyes made itself clear as she longingly stared at you, her face mere inches away from yours.

>Waves of her warm breath softly caressed your skin as they rolled past you.

>The quiet sound of inhales and exhales was all that you heard as she slowly inched towards you. Her plea went by almost unheard.

>The soft tickling sensation of her coat brushing under your nose sent shivers over your back.

>Your shoulders lowered ever so slightly under the weight of Diamond's forelegs.

>"Kiss me."

>Permission was something Diamond Tiara had never had to ask for.

>This was no exception.

 

>Once more, you could not object. The only thing that registered was how she pressed her soft, warm lips upon yours.

>Her breathing quickened as she wrapped her hooves around you and pushed herself against your chest.

>But she was no longer the impatient, moody filly she used to be.

>Her tongue simply danced along your closed lips; licking, flicking, and teasing to be allowed inside.

>But she did not force her way inside. She waited for you to let her.

>And you did.

>Your lips slowly part and her small tongue made its way into your mouth.

>It rolled passed the edges of your teeth, to which she only pressed herself against you harder. Years of repressed desire surfaced as she pulled herself against you, refusing to ever let go.

>You slowly fall back on the floor as she moans into you. Her soft voice is met by a spike of your heart rate.

>The pacing of your own breath quickens as Diamond softly lays herself down on top of your chest.

>Licking your tongue, she replaces most of your saliva with her own before she lightly began suckling on it.

>With soft, wet noises, she puckered her lips as she sucked your tongue into her mouth, only to push it back out with her own moments later.

>The rhythmic pushing and pulling as she uses your tongue as a lollipop is an indescribable sensation that made your mind nearly go blank.

>Placing your hands on either side of the mare's face, you lean into her and kiss back.

>You decided you'd been dormant in this dance for long enough and began to push against the mare's intrusion.

>With short, rapid licks, you flick against Diamond's tongue.

>She lets you brush over the tip of her tongue but retracts herself each time you got too close.

>Her teasing drove you mad and you pressed yourself into her deeper.

>Her lips curled into a small smile against yours as you did so.

>The two writhing appendages found each other in the middle, halting their struggle for power as they now simply laid against each other, slowly moving every once in a while, replenishing the other's moisture with its own.

>Diamond's moans vibrated throughout your entire body as your tongue forcefully pushed against hers.

>Pressing herself against you with all her strength one more time, Diamond put you back down on the floor on your back.

>The little mare pushed her lips against your own with all her force before breaking the kiss with a pant.

>You felt a tiny string of saliva being dragged out of your mouth, breaking and falling apart on your chin as the distance proved to be too big for the moisture to keep you both connected.

>Gasping for air, she kept herself laying on your chest, the rhythmic rising and falling of her chest matching yours.

>Tiny trusts of warm and moist breath blew against your neck as Diamond let her snout come to rest right underneath your chin.

>"...wow."

>You fared no better yourself as you lied there, panting and staring up at the ceiling. But as you regained your bearings, so did you regain your rationality and the severity of what you just did sank in.

"Y-you can't tell anyone about this," you said with the young mare still laying firmly on your chest.

>Planting tiny kisses along your jawline, she worked her way towards that sweet spot right underneath your earlobe.

>"Of course not," she whispered as she sucked on the sensitive spot of skin, causing you to shudder in bliss. "Those are the rules of the game."

>With all the mental strength you can muster forth, you snap your head to the side, breaking contact with Diamond's loving ministrations. The wet patch feels cold to the air and you already miss her tongue dancing over your skin.

"I'm serious, Diamond. You can't tell this to anyone. Ever. You have no idea how bad things could get if—"

>A peck on your lips silences you once more.

>Lovingly, her hoof caressed your jaw, the silk coat causing you to lean into her touch.

>"Shhhhh..." Another quick kiss was placed on your lips. "I promise I won't tell anyone... I've waited so long for this."

>The mare began squirming against you, working her lower end in circles over your pelvic area.

"Wait wait wait," you uttered. "We can't do this. Diamond, you're like—"

>Resistance was something she had anticipated. But perhaps, if she didn't allow you to finish your oppositions, then perhaps, you'd simply you'd forget about them.

>She sloppily mashed her lips against yours again, her composure being lost to her urges.

>"I know," she whispered, trailing her hoof over your cheek. "I know you're lonely."

"W-What?"

>"I see you..." she said as she began kissing along your neck again. "...when you come home from your work."

>Another shiver rolled over your back as her coarse tongue brushed along your jawline.

>"I can see you from my window."

>Tiny beads of moisture collect on your skin as Diamond had her snout pressed into the nape of your neck, breathing loudly as she slowly grinded herself on you. "You always look at the road..."

>"So sad... Ahn~" She gasped and you began to feel a heat radiating on your nethers as the young mare continued her ministrations.

>"But you don't have to be lonely."

>Her lips clamped down as she slowly pampered your collar bone with little kisses.

>"I want to make you feel better," she coed as she broke away from your chest and placed her lips on yours again.

 

>"I want to be yours."

>Objections of morality make their way into the front of your mind, but you can barely concentrate on anything else then the warm feeling of the mare grinding herself against your groin.

>A low grunt escapes you as your urges take over and you give a slight thrust upwards against the teasing sensation.

>With your eyes squeezed shut in a mixture of shame and disgust, you groaned, "This is so wrong."

>Her breath blew into your right ear as she purred, "That's what makes it feel so good."

"No." Shaking your head, you turn your head away from her again. "...We can't do this, Diamond. This isn't right."

>The mare stopped her seducing motions as simply nuzzled against the side of your head.

>"Please..." she begged. "I've wanted this for sooo long now."

>You felt a tear fall against your cheek as the mare kissed you once more.

>But this kiss was unlike the previous ones. It was far less energetic, no struggle for dominance, no teasing or pleading.

>This kiss felt... comforting. Soothing. A kiss of love and care.

>Much gentler and more composed than the previous ones.

>One only could give to that one person that meant more to them than anyone else in the entire world.

>One Diamond Tiara had been saving for you for years now.

>"S-seven minutes," she sniffled. "I want to be yours for seven minutes..."

>She pecked you on the cheek before letting her head come to rest against yours.

>"I know you don't..." she trailed off. "Y-you can go away after that if you don't want to see me anymore but..."

>Softly, she placed a gentle kiss on your earlobe again.

>"...Let me be yours for seven minutes."

 

>Your mind is screaming. 'Yes's and 'no's, 'run's and 'go's.

>But your actual answer wasn't a word.

>Placing your hands on either side of the mare's face, you pulled her close and softly kissed her back.

>Were it her touching words that had lured you into her sweet embrace?

>Was it the fact that she was right of how lonely you'd been these past months?

>Did you comply under her skillful touch?

>It was a question you didn't stop to think for. Your mind was afloat elsewhere for the time being.

>You felt Diamond smile against your lips once more as you pressed them against hers.

>"Thank you," she quietly said as the kiss broke.

>Pushing yourself up straight with one hand, you turned a quarter to sit with your back against the wall, letting Diamond come to rest in your lap, her weight securely pressed against your eager member.

>Shortly after, she began writhing herself against you again, tiny gasps and moans leaving her as she brushed herself over your rigid shaft.

>Her forelegs were still wrapped securely around your head, her lips alternating between pressing against yours, then traveling towards your chest, only to resurface shortly after.

>Indecisiveness ran wild through Diamond's mind and body as she had finally been granted access to the thing she'd dreamt of for years.

>Clumsily, she unbuttoned your shirt, simply pressing herself against your bare skin and taking in your musk once she'd manage to pry it off. She softly kissed your chest, stopping at an increasing rate to let out a tiny moan or gasp.

>Your hands traveled down her mane, her back, coming to rest on her haunches. A soft squeeze of her cutiemark caused her to gasp and she grinded herself forwards just a little harder.

>The two of you shared a gasp before you lifted her haunches up.

>"What are you—"

"Turn around," you ordered.

>Getting the gist of what you meant, the young mare twirled around, lifting her tail up to grant you a grand view as she cast you a half-lidded gaze from over her withers.

>Biting down on her lower lip, she let her forelegs slide out from underneath her, presenting herself to you just like she'd imagined to do it so often in her dreams and fantasies.

>The mare's lips already glistened, even in the poorly lit closet, as her arousal was higher than her body had ever let her feel before.

>Her button came peeking trough rhythmically, leaving a little drop of moisture behind each time it did so, soon turning into a small trickle running down the young mare's thighs.

>Simply presenting herself to you already drove her mad with lust. She'd dreamt of this moment so often, but now that it was actually unfolding, Diamond found herself almost incapable of containing herself from pouncing the object of her desire.

>When you pressed your lips against hers, she couldn't hold back from moaning out loud for all to hear.

>Slowly, you dragged your tongue over the mare's slickness, collecting her juices on your tongue.

>It carried a mild sweet taste, making you all the more eager to pick up the pacing.

>With each lick, you were rewarded with more and more of Diamond's juices who now lied purring in bliss on the floor, finding herself having a hard time to stay standing up straight.

>Starting from the bottom, you began dragging your tongue flat over the moaning mare's honeypot, letting her squirm underneath your touch in response.

>As her button winked out against your tongue, Diamond gasped loudly, even giving a little kick with one of her hindlegs as a small spray of her juices came dripping out of her lips.

>"P-please," she moaned, "d-do that again..."

>Hearing her stammer and beg for you to touch her more only aided to your own arousal, and so, you sat your lips against the mare's moist slit and began sucking on the winking node.

>As it came out of its hiding once more, you gave it a rough lick with the tip of your tongue, to which Diamond cried out in ecstasy.

>"Aahn~" Her hindlegs began to tremble as her nethers were now thoroughly soaked in her own sexual excretions.

>Out of breath and high on the hormones running rampant through her body, Diamond scrambled to her bearings as she turned around.

>Tilting her head slightly sideways, she sloppily pushed herself against you in a messy kiss which you heartily returned.

>"M-m-my turn to make you feel good," she panted.

>Biting down your the waistband of your pants, she tugs them down in one swift pull.

>You require no more additional preparation yourself as throughout this entire ordeal your erection had grown to the point where its throbbing almost hurt.

>With a soft push of her hoof, Diamond Tiara pushed you against the wall again as she set herself in your lap once more.

>The heat radiating from her folds sends shivers rolling down your back.

>As she slowly dragged herself over your twitching rod, spreading her juices over it, you can't repress from moaning out as well.

>Your vocalizations prove to be all the motivation Diamond needs as she lifts herself up and positions your member with her hoof before slowly lowering down on you.

>Her breath hitches in her throat as her lips part upon contact. She maintains a steady pace as she lets you sink deeper and deeper into her slit.

>The warmth, the tightness, the pushing and pulling of her muscles as they clamp down on you, Diamond's cute panting as she slowly began to ride you,...

>The combination of it all almost proves to be overbearing as you moan out in utter bliss.

>As the mare began speeding up, she once more pressed her lips against yours.

>You moan into each other's mouths as wet slapping noises begin to sound louder and louder each time Diamond thrusts down on you.

>The mare's hips rock back and forth, riding you for all your worth. Faster and faster, she slammed herself down on you, gasping each time she filled herself to the hilt.

>Soon, you felt a familiar throbbing in you nethers and you knew that you couldn't delay the inevitable much longer.

>Now fully aware of your nearing apex, you grab Diamond's haunches and began thrusting on your own account.

>Impaling her to the hilt each and every single time as you do so brings you to your climax for sooner than you were willing to admit.

>Her innards spasmed against your member, sending wave after wave of unaltered ecstasy through your shared bodies.

>With an ravenous groan, you thrust upwards one last time as you bring the mare's lips upon yours once more.

>Your back arches itself as you fill her innards with month's worth of pent up seed. String after string of the thick, white goo suffuses Diamond's velvet love tunnel.

>The mare's chest rises and falls in rushed strokes as she quivers in delight from the feeling of being filled up with your seed.

>You hold her close to you, sharing the warmth of your bodies, as you ride out the mutual high of your orgasm.

>In slow but steady pacing, your breath and heart calm down as you hold the love struck mare close to you.

>Placing a soft kiss upon your lips, she whispers, "Thank you."

>Words fell short of what you just shared with her, and so, you simply gave her a short kiss back.

>As she lied panting on your chest, your member retracts from her folds. The mare blinked wearily with a smile that knew no peers as she pecked you on the lips one final time.

>Standing up straight, she leaned into you and whispered in your ear.

>"I love you."

 

>At that, she turned tail and walked out of the closet.

>The harsh ray of light falling into trough the door left ajar, fully brings you to your senses again.

>You just had sex with a mare.

>That in itself was no problem, you'd done that before.

>But the fact that you had sex with an under-aged mare.

>You got talked into having sex with an under-aged mare, by said under-aged mare.

>And yet, that is of little concern to you.

>A single tear rolls down your cheek as you realize...

>You didn't even last seven minutes.