2# Blue Balls (Twilight - Solo)

Blue Balls

 

>After leaving Rarity's boutique and safely arriving back at your place -that being Twilight's library- you realize two things: Two days can be a really, really long time and there was virtually no privacy in this town.

>And those things certainly didn't help with your little predicament  at the moment.

>Namely a a raging boner from hell.

>Oh, you also noticed that every pony in this town is a damn exhibitionist. Strutting around naked, waving their flanks into your face like it was nothing.

>The encounter really taught you one thing: Ponies are sexual being as well. And you are a sick fuck for keeping thinking of Rarity's... well Rarity's everything really.

>And now you are sitting on your bed in Twi's library, Spike's Phoenix baby chirping, Owlicious sleeping and Spike himself cleaning the place up.

>As much as you want to beat off right here and now, it was just not possible.

>So, you lie back down on your bed, close your eyes. Somehow you need to get your hormone addled brain to think of something else but sex.

“This is going to be impossible...”

>Maybe... if you tug your blanket up like this... and turn a little sideways like that...

“Just a quick fap to be done with it.”

>You close your eyes, trying to ignore the humming Spike upstairs, focusing on the events that happened earlier.

>Guilty, you get into a good rhythm, imagining what would have happened if Sweetie didn't return, if your boxers actually came if, if she took it in her mouth and...

>”HAI ANON!” The door swings open and energetic little Pinkie Pie storms inside.

“Fuck fuck fuck.”

>For the second time today you manage to barely not get your erected member stuck in your jeans zipper as you frantically pull your pants up.

 

>Your blanket still on your crotch you turn around on your bed, just in time to see Pinkie jump onto you, the pink pony landing right on your crotch.

>pokerface

>”I just came past Rarity's place!” She starts to babble breathlessly. Her tush was rubbing right into your lap.

>”I just bought some bananas for your party and get some costumes from her so I knocked on her door.” You notice that her tush is quite a bit bigger than Rarity's...

>”And you know what? She was all busy again! Making clothing and being all Rarity!” She bounces up excitedly. The pink pony was totally oblivious to it, but she was smacking her rum up and down on your bulge.

>“So I remembered that you not only like MlM but also wanted to help Rarity. And you totally did!” It takes all your will to keep a neutral face during this.

>”So thank-you-thank-you-thank-you Anon! I will make sure that your party will be the bestest ever! “ She jumped up and wrapped her forelegs around your neck, giving you a tight hug. Somehow her curly mane smelled like strawberry.

“No... problem Pinkie.”

>You gulp, trying desperately not to think about sex with Pinkie.

“I like helping.”

>Once again a smooth statement by yours truly.

>Leaning back, Pinkie gives you the broadest smile. “If you were a colt, your cutie mark would be a biiig smile, I am sure of it. But I gotta go now, I have parties to prepare!”

>With that she jumps down, trotting away from you. “See you around Anon!”

“Have a good one Pinkie!”

>It was soft, but there was definitely a jiggle to her rear end with each trot

 

>You look down at the little tent your member made out of the blanket.

“That is all your fault. I hope you are happy.”

>”Happy about what?” You hear spike, looking down the stairs. “Why was Pinkie here?” He steps down the stairs, carrying a few books.

“I cheered Rarity up a little... Pinkie came along to thank me for it, I guess.”

>The dragon gives you a look. Did you say something wrong?

>”So Rarity is feeling better huh?” He struggles to reach one of the upper shelves. Usually you would stand up and help him but...

“Yes. Little existential crisis, you now.”

>”Say, can you keep a secret Anon?” The dragon asks, sliding the first book into it's place.

“Sure.”

>You say with a shrug, leaning a little forwards on the edge of your bed.

>Looking around, Spike takes a few steps towards you. “On your birthday party, I am going to ask Rarity to dance with me. Been training my moves you know. Get my swag goin'.”

>Swag?

“Swag?”

>He nods. “Uh huh! We dragons have a  lovers dance ritual. I am sure if I can pull it off with Rarity she will finally fall for me!” He clenched his fists, a dreamy expression on his face.

“So... do Ponies and... non Ponies actually work?”

>You wonder, the question been bugging you for quite a while now.

>Spike blinks once, looking at you. If he was suspecting anything he certainly didn't show it. “Well I have been wondering the same, so I have been looking through some of Twilight's books. Wait a sec.”

 

>He dashes back upstairs, leaving you a moment to adjust everything 'down there'.

>You pull your hand back up just in time for him to return. He hops next to you on your bed, laying a big book across your lap.

>”This book has family trees of almost everyone who lives here in Ponyville.” He said, quickly skipping through the pages. There were many pictures of ponies, along wit the strange letters ponies used and you were not able to read.

>”See this? This is Lyra's great, great, great grandmother. Look whom she was married with.” His claw pointed at a branch of the family tree.

“A.. griffon?”

>You lean forwards. following the branch you ended with the mint colored Lyra. And her great, great, great grandfather was indeed a griffon. Looking over that family tree you could see that every now and then, there has been a non pony thrown in. Mules, that griffon... even a minotaur. No wonder Lyra was so obsessed with claws and hands.

“So wait... when a pony and a non pony have sex they can actually...”

>Spike looks up to you, giving you a confused look. “Sex?” He asks, raising his brows.

>He is still a baby dragon.

“I uhh... I mean love and marry. They can marry?”

>He gives a slow nod. Of course he is going to look it up. Or ask Twilight. “Yes!” Spike finally answers. “It is rare, but when two loving hearts find each other, why should they stay apart?” He swoons.

“Any you think you and Rarity...?”

>You can not help but feel a sting of annoyance. It was silly, he was just a kid with a crush. Then again you were a human who... who had feelings for a pony.

>Nah, this was all physical. Just sex. With a pony.

>Your parents would be proud.

 

>”Of course. The fair, pure maiden will fall for me one day.” Again, Spike started to swoon. “Oh, I almost forgot! Owlicious wanted to help me teach the baby phoenix fly today. I have to start waking him up.”

>And off he goes. Wait a second... if Owlicious, Spike and the Phoenix left for flight training... you might be able to get some 'you-time' after all.

>It took Spike quite a while, but he finally managed to wake the owl up. And although the sun was already creeping behind the horizon they quickly left.

Alright... been waiting all day for this.

>With a sigh you open your zipper again and begin to slowly get into it again. The wildest fantasies  of Rarity and you. Her pleasuring you with her soft mouth... you returning the gesture. Seeing that small, beautiful white body getting rocked back and forth, you earning more and more of those cute squeals from her.

“Oh yesss... ”

>You moan, tightening your grip. Your motions got faster and faster. You were about to...

>”SPIIIKE!” The door flew open.

“Oh for fucks sake!”

>You were barely able to stop yourself. “SPIKE, I NEED YOU TO WRITE A LETTER.” Again, almost with tears in your eyes you get dressed again, just before Twi came up to you.

>”Oh Anon! Have you seen Spike?”

“No. He went out with the birds. Flight training.”

>There was enough tension in your voice to cut glass, but Twilight didn't seem to notice. “Oh... well I suppose he can still send the letter later. You wouldn't believe what I learned today.”

>She was happily trotting over to you, levitating her saddlebag onto the table. It was full of twigs and branches.

>You really didn't feel like asking what she needed those for.

 

>”How has your day been? Did you talk to Rarity?” She jumps onto your bed, looking at your curiously. Her eyes always fascinated you. Ever since you arrived she always looked and listened to you with earnest interest, ready to learn whatever you were willing to reveal of yourself.

“Rarity is fine again.”

>You give short bound answer. You really liked Twi, but right now you were seriously annoyed by about everyone around here.

>”I knew you could do it. It means a lot to me, you know.” She smiled. “Alright, ready for our daily routine?” She asks with an excited grin, a big book and a quill floating over to you.

>Of course, the routine. Since Twi was nice enough to let you stay at her place, you agreed to tell her about your world. She made sure to write every little bit down.

“Fine. What do you want to know?”

>You really, really were not in the mood for this. Maybe you could get over with this quickly and take a looooong walk.

>”I know! Do you have ponies in your world anon?”

>You blink. What a dumb question, you already told her earth was full of animals. Then again she probably doesn't connect animals with ponies.

“Yes we do.”

>Her eyes widened. “Really?!” The quill started to write. “Do they speak the same language as us? Are they responsible for your weather and your animals as well?”

>You shake your head.

“I am afraid in my world, ponies are animals.”

 

>You earn a confused expression.

“We keep them as pets you know? Or make them work on our fields. Or let them preform tricks in the circus...”

>That sounded horrible. You try again.

“See in my world ponies are.. not as smart as you. They can't talk with us... and...”

>This is surprisingly hard to explain.

“ Like Winona. And Opal.”

>Ever the scientist, Twilight scribbles everything down you say. “And ponies work for you? In shops and such?”

>She was kinda adorkable.

“No no. On the fields. We keep them in barns and...”

>You look around. You take one of the branches, a straight one without any leaves.

“... we use riding crops and reins to tell them where to go.”

>You give her a sympathetic smile as the confusion spreads even more over her face.

“Out ponies are way less intelligent... and way less cute than you.”

>The quill continues it's way across the parchment. “How does a branch tell anyone where to go? And what are reins?”

>Scratching the back of your neck you search for the right words. Since explaining seems to be a little too tiresome right now, you decide to show her.

“I'll show you. Just stand right here... alright, now imagine having no magic. You are pulling a plow..”

 

>She looks over her shoulder, giving a smile. “Like BigMac! He doesn't need any sticks to-”

>You playfully swat her rump with the branch, giving a smirk.

“Ponies don't talk you see. They don't even know what a plow is. So now go over there.”

>Again you give her a light swat across her flank. She gives a little eep before trotting forwards.

“See, it works.”

>She looks at you again, giving a pout. “Just because you startled me!”

“Heh... maybe, but I guess you got the point, right?”

>You toss the branch back onto your bed. Twilight stays where she is. A few awkward moments pass.

“Well?”

>It was difficult to see, but was there a blush beneath Twi's purple coat? “A-and...” She suddenly started. “How about those reins? Show me how they work?”

>You shake your head.

“We'd need straps and some little metal... thingy to go in your mouth. Tell you something, I'll go for a little walk and draw you some tomorrow.”

>Going for a walk was really the best to do right now. You really needed to get your mind out of the gutter and not think about banging ponies.

“It'll be late. No need to stay up because of me.”

>And with that you take you leave, leaving a somewhat confused Twi behind.

 

 

 

It was late night. Your long walk through the dark Ponyville at least made your erection disappear. You still have some doubts you will be able to keep going like this for whole day long. Tomorrow, you decide, you'd just go into the Everfree forest, beat off and be done with it. Approaching the library you could see that there was just a single light burning. Probably Twilight reading in bed again. When you reach for the doorknob, you are, in a strange fashion, rather proud of yourself. You managed to get through the day. You are tired enough to not fap in bed and the first thing you'd do in the morning would solve the problem. Not wanting to wake Twilight, in case she fell asleep while reading, you silently slip inside. Just a last few steps and you'd be home clear. “O..oh anon.” A voice was dripping heavily through the darkness inside. Twilight's voice. “Ahhh~” A moan. A soft, sultry moan, coming from upstairs. You close the door. Part of you wants to ignore this, part of you wants to just take a tiny peek at whatever it was Twilight was doing. That part, of course, being your slowly raising shaft.

 

Silently you ascend the stairs. You notice that Spike and the birds seem to be still out. So Twilight... must assume she is all alone. Shaking your head you crawl further upwards. You don't dare to raise your head above the last stair, contempt with listening. Your ears pick up the rustling of fabric. No doubt Twi's bed. Her breath seems to run in a fast erratic rhythm, letting it escape in a low moan every now and then. The air, warm and thick, carries a rather telling aroma of Twi's arousal. Then there is another sound. Almost like a hiss, followed by a rather loud moan of the purple pony. “S-sorry... I have been a lazy pony.” And another hiss. “AH! Oh yes Anon...” Keeping your head low you subconsciously reach down to your pants, tugging them down. It felt like your cock was about to explode, the whole sexual tension in the air being almost too much. Now it was just Twi's breathing, along with a squelching sound.

 

The strange sound slowly started to take up its pace. You couldn't resist, you had to see what was happening up there. Luckily, Twi wasn't facing you. What was facing you was her rear end. Just a few feet away, on her bed, Miss Sparkle was pleasuring herself. In the light of the single candle you could see pretty much everything. Her head was nuzzled into her pillow, her upper body resting on the bed. Her hind legs shakily standing on the mattress.  A black, shiny object was slowly pushed in and out of her nether lips, making a little bulge on her lower body, each time it went deep inside. Of course, she was using her magic to pull and push it. And finally you saw the source of the hissing sound. The little branch you used to demonstrate Twi what a riding crop is hovers a few inches away from her flank. As far as you can see, she used it to spank herself across her rump and her cutie mark.

 

Your mouth is completely dry by the sight, your hand moving in the same tempo Twilight was pushing and pulling the dildo in and out of herself. “N-no Anon... please I will...” She started before magically letting the branch go down. “Nggha!” Her rump jiggles and ripples ever so slightly after the impact. With an almost violent motion she pulls the dildo out, floating it in front of her. “Mhh..” You can hear a suckling sound. She was lapping her own juices up. Even more important, you could right see her goods. Her tail raised high up, her little slit ever so slightly spread, revealing the pink inner lips. “T-treat me like an animal anon...” You close your eyes. She was getting off on how you described humans treating their animals. You gulp. You could stand up. You could go up to her, give her flank a firm spank and have your way with her. She wouldn't mind, you were certain about that. You'd fuck that purple pony until she saw the same stars she had on her flank.

 

>And then you came. Here and now, rather unceremoniously, splashing against the wooden stairs.

>It took you all your willpower to not moan right there.

>And then you went soft. After all this day of being hard as a rock, now that you have a dripping wet, horny mare in front of you, you get soft.

>Fuck.your.life

>Still you could go up there and...

>”Who!”

>”Your right Owlicious. Baby did a great job today!”

>Spike and the birds. Coming home.

>You have no time to pull your pants up. You have no time to pay attention to a scared Twilight, who magically throws the windows open, extinguishes the candle and covers herself with her blanket, not noticing you in the process.

>Just in time, you manage to slip in your own bed, close your eyes and pretend to be asleep.

>”Shh... the light is out.. let's not wake anyp0ny up.”

>Steps. Spike slowly ascending the stairs to his basket. And then...

>”Eww! I think baby just had a little accident on the stairs.. and I stepped right into it. It is still warm...”

>The only consolidation you have right now is that Twilight probably wasn't able to finish. You wonder what the mare equivalent of blue balls is before you drift away into your sleep.