Sweet Candy
 
1/7
 
>you just got in from a long day at work in the town sawmill
>having hands makes you better at repairing intricate mechanical stuff than anybody but a very skilled unicorn
>and you were always mechanically inclined anyway
>you open the door of the little house you have on the edge of Ponyville
>"Anon! I've missed you!"
>that would be Candy
>she comes clomping out of the kitchen and gives you the eye
>she's wearing a little apron around her neck and forehooves that says "Kiss the Cook," and pink lip gloss
>you wonder how she tied it on, but she's very determined and has surprised you before
>Candy is a Hynder, not a pony
>that is what her people call themselves, and they mostly live in fishing villages on the shores of the Sea of Ice, well to the north, by the Crystal Empire
>they have their own language and speak the common Equestrian tongue with a faint accent that sounds Danish or maybe Swedish to you
>without them Equestrians wouldn't get nearly as much seafood in their diets
>she's the size and roughly the shape of a horse, in the world you came from
>a rather big one
>her proportions suggest a Belgian draft horse, though her coloration is wrong
>she's white, with red and pink striped mane and tail, and a candy cane cutie mark
>also, she has wings
>enormous wings
>you've measured her maximum wingspan at twenty-four feet
>she can fly, which should be impossible
>but Equestria is a magical place
>anyway
>you smell fried fish and potatoes
>and it's not even Friday
"Hi, Candy. What's for supper?"
>"Fried codfish, your favorite."
"What's for dessert?"
>"Me, if you play your cards right."
"You're not normally so forward. What's gotten into you?"
>"I'm in estrus."
"Oh."
>"And what's getting into me is going to be you, later."
"I love it when you make double entendres."
>"I know."
"Aren't you going to ask how my day was?"
>"No."
"Aren't you going to buy me a drink, or anything?"
>"No. I know you're easy."
"I must admit you know me all too well," you say, slipping past her into the kitchen.
 
2/7
 
>you sit down at the table
>she sits on the floor, beside you, and begins eating
>she's a very good cook
>she makes wonderful candy, too, and sometimes helps out at Sugarcube Corner for extra bits
"This is perfect."
>she blushes and smiles at you
>it's true
>the fried fish is the perfect temperature, coated with crispy cornmeal batter
>the fried potatoes and onions on the side are excellent
>as are the steamed carrots
>she loves carrots, of course
>being a horse, and all
>you eat carrots with more meals than not
>you don't mind, you suppose they're good for you
>"So, sweetie, how was your day at work today?"
"Oh, now you want to know?"
>"Yes, please."
"Everything was fine until the foreman came running in and said 'one on't crossbeams gone owt askew on treadle.'"
>"What?"
"Yeah, it turned into a real Spanish Inquisition. No one expected it."
>you and she look pointedly at the camera
"Anyway," you say, finishing your cup of coffee and dabbing at your mouth with a napkin, "you're going into estrus?"
>"I'm already in estrus. It started earlier in the week."
"But it's fall. I thought that was in spring."
>"My uterus doesn't have a calendar in there."
"I suppose not. You're serious about this, though?"
>"Yes, sweetie. I need you and I'm feeling a bit more aggressive than usual."
"Nothing wrong with that."
>"I figured you'd like hearing me say it."
"Oh, I do."
>you stand up and walk over beside her
"How did you want to begin?"
>she smiles broadly
>"Oh, I've had all day to think about it."
>you embrace her muscular neck and try to nuzzle her as best you can with your nose
>and whisper in her ear
"Tell me all about it."
>"I want you to lift up my tail and fuck my brains out."
"I love it when you talk dirty."
>"I know."
>and you walk around in front of her, and put your hand gently under her chin
>and she leans forward and begins kissing you
>you suckle on her lower lip, which tastes of candy-flavored lip gloss
 
3/7
 
>she leans into you
>you open your mouth and let her touch the tip of her tongue to yours
>you run your fingers through her mane
>her cheeks are already flushed
"I didn't know you were so worked up."
>"You have no idea."
"Bedroom?"
>"Bedroom."
>she takes your hand in her mouth gently and leads you to the bedroom
>"Strip, and lie down on your back."
"I love it when you take charge."
>"I know."
>you finish getting your clothes off
"You want me to take a shower first?"
>she gently sniffs your chest, your arms
>"I kind of like your musk. We can bathe afterwards."
>and she prods you on the chest
>you lie back on the bed, already fully erect
>and she lies down over you
>you lie between her forelegs and look up into her eyes
>she cranes her neck down to you and begins kissing you again, more aggressively
>probing your mouth with her tongue
>biting your bottom lip
>"Oh, I want you so much," she whispers, kissing the side of your neck
>"Touch my flight muscles. Massage them."
"Yes ma'am," you whisper
>and from your place beneath her chest you begin to rub and knead
>pegasi have very complex anatomy
>their skeletons differ from those of other ponies and it isn't just the wings
>they have a dual layer of pectoral muscles in their chests, one for their forelimbs and one for their wings
>she coos and moans as you press and squeeze firmly at the knots in her muscles
>it makes you think of being underneath a tall human woman and fondling her breasts from below
>though the sensation is different, her muscles are firm and taut
>you bury your nose in her soft dense chest fluff and leave a little trail of kisses across her chest
>she giggles
>"Oh, my little human," she says, smiling down at you, "We're going to have so much fun."
>"Now stand up," she says.
"Yes, ma'am."
>she looks at your cock, gives it a single experimental lick, drawing a moan from you
>and touches it with a forehoof
>"Now play with my teats."
 
4/7
 
>you lean forward to kiss her candy-flavored lips
"Anything for you, sweetie."
>"Call me 'Mistress.'"
"Anything for you, Mistress."
>you walk around to her rear, and reach between her hind legs
>she has a pair of firm little teats and the nipples are very erect
>you rub and squeeze the teats, then gently pluck and pull on her nipples
>she groans at that, and flares her wings out as far as will fit in a bedroom not designed for her full wingspan
>looks over her shoulder at you and says "Oh, yes, sweetie, just like that, don't stop"
>her cheeks are almost glowing now
>"Harder. Pull them just a little harder, you're going to make me cum!"
>and you duck between her legs and begin suckling on one of them, continuing to pinch and pull the other
>she groans and makes thrusting motions with her hips
>she shudders, her whole body shakes as she gasps and moans
>"Oh shit, oh shit, don't stop, oh shit, oh shit," she says, "Oh, Anon, just like that, I'm cumming!"
>and you can see the clear sticky fluid begin to seep down the inner sides of her thighs
>her whole body shudders as she grunts and whinnies in ecstasy
>you continue to pinch and pluck and suckle for several more seconds
>"You can stop now, honey," she says
>you straighten up and come back to her head
>and kiss her gently on the tip of the nose
"Are you having fun yet?"
>"Oh, yes."
>she's already a bit lathered with sweat
"What would you like next, Mistress?"
>"Just let me get my breath back. That was good but we're not done."
>you hug her neck and nuzzle her with your nose, running your fingers through her mane
>"Next, I think I want you to eat me out."
"Yes, Mistress."
>"You like that, don't you? You want this big drippy horse cunt in your face, don't you?"
"Oh, yes, Mistress, I do."
>"Suck on my clit, slave boy. Suck on my clit and make me cum again."
>you begin to step around behind her
>"Wait. I think I want to sit on your face."
 
4.5/7
 
>Candy's kisses are hungry and passionate
>and you love the taste of her pink lip gloss
>"I have a surprise," she whispers, huskily
>"Look back there."
>she lifts her tail to one side
"What the fuck? How'd you even do this?"
>her anus and vulva are neatly coated in bright glistening pink lip gloss
>"Don't you like it?"
"Sweetie, I love it, but I can't imagine how you accomplished it."
>"With a stencil and a spray gun."
"Seriously?"
>"Shush," she says, kissing you on the side of the neck
>"Now be a good boy and eat your Candy."
 
5/7
 
"Yes, Mistress, I like that too."
>"Good. Lie down on the bed, on your back."
>you do so, and with surprising grace and delicacy, she positions her ass over your face
>"Are you ready, sweetie?"
"Yes, Mistress."
>and she lowers her cunt onto your face, her bubble-gum pink clit already poking out
>you take it in your mouth and suckle it gently and are rewarded with immediate moans
>you slip a finger into her, then two, and find her hot and slick and dripping wet inside
>"Ah, ah, just like that, slave boy, you're going to make me cum again!"
>you moan into her drippy salty cunt, continuing to lick at her clit
>she moans and squirms on your face, but always there's just enough clearance to allow you to breathe
>"Ah! Ah! Oh, my sweet, sweet slave boy, I'm cumming!"
>she thrusts forcefully, just half an inch at a time, into your mouth, onto your hand
>"Oh, slave boy, I love you, I'm cumming, don't stop!"
>her body atop you quivers and shudders with pleasure
>you continue to lick and suckle her clit until she makes a soft whickering sound and lifts her cunt off your face
>"Get up," she pants
>she is a bit unsteady on her feet at this point and is panting heavily, but grinning
>"Oh, you're such a good boy."
>she licks your face, tasting her own salty cunt juices
>"You're going to make me fall in love with you all over again if you keep this up," she whispers
"I certainly hope so."
>she puts on a mock frown
>"I hope so, what?"
"I hope so, Mistress."
>"That's a good slave boy."
>she kisses you softly on the lips
>"How does my cunt feel?"
"Hot and wet and slick."
>"Would you like to feel it on your dick, slave boy?"
"Oh, yes, Mistress, very much."
>"Get down on your back."
"Yes, Mistress."
>"And I think I want something special for this bit."
>she opens a drawer with her very dexterous mouth and gets out ropes
>you raise an eyebrow
 
6/7
 
>"Stretch your arms out, slave boy. I'm tying you down."
"Yes, Mistress."
>she ties your wrists to the bedposts
>and touches her chest lightly to yours, grinning down at you
>she leans down to kiss you on the lips again, now turning her mouth to probe your mouth with her tongue
>she is aggressive now, and it's almost uncomfortable, almost unpleasant
>her tongue is a massive and almost prehensile thing squirming in your mouth, almost making you gag
>she knows it, too
>breaking the kiss, she pants
>"And now, my sweet, sweet slave boy."
"Shall we pause while I put on a condom, Mistress?"
>"No rubber this time, slave boy."
>"I want to feel your hot seed shooting inside of me. I want you to fill up my womb."
>"I'm not letting you go until you fuck a foal into me, slave boy. Do you think you're up for it?"
>you actually aren't sure whether you can get her pregnant, you always use a condom
>partially because it helps you last longer in her hot, wonderful pussy
>on Earth it would have been a silly question, you're two very different species, biology doesn't work like that
>but Equestria is a very different place in some ways
 
>magic is real here and you aren't actually sure that reproduction always follows the exact same biological rules it would have on Earth
"Mistress, I," you squirm a bit, "Are you sure this is what you want? Really sure?"
>"Anon," she says, her nose an inch from yours. "It's okay. And I don't know if you can get me pregnant but I do want to feel your seed inside me. Are you okay with that?"
"Yes, Candy. I know it's your fantasy."
>"Are you willing to take the risk, honey?"
"Yes. For you, I am. I love you, Candy, and I can't think of any mare I'd rather raise a family with than you."
>"I love you too, Anon. And if you get me pregnant I'll name the foal after you."
>"And now," she says, moving her belly against your throbbing cock, "Do as I demand, slave."
"Yes, Mistress."
 
7/7
 
>and she positions her cunt right above you
>and lowers herself delicately onto your throbbing cock
>sliding centimeter by centimeter into her hot, hot cunt
>both of you moan as you hilt in her
>"Now fuck me, slave boy. Fill up your Mistress's cunt and give me a foal!"
"Oh, yes, Mistress," you whisper
>and you begin pulling out and back in, thrusting into her from below
>she moans sensually
>and leers at you
>it's so hot
"Oh, Mistress, it feels so good," you whisper
>"Yes, slave boy, I love that hot cock inside me, fuck me harder!"
"Yes, Mistress, anything for you!"
>you thrust into her with greater force
>she moans and whinnies in pleasure, and her powerful wings snap open again
>she is so hot and wet
>you feel her fluids dripping onto your thighs
>you moan in joy
>she pants out "Are you, are you gonna cum for your Mistress?"
"Soon," you pant out, "Soon, Mistress!"
>"Good, fill me up, give me a foal!"
>you thrust into her and she begins to rock her hips up and down to meet your thrusts
>her cheeks are flushed and she is beginning to drool
>her saliva runs on your face and you don't care
"Mistress, I'm gonna cum!"
>"Yes! Yes! Cum for me, right now, slave boy!"
>and the universe dissolves in a wave of sweet white fire as you pump thick ropy strands of cum into her
>she moans with each of your spasms until you are fully spent
>she does not quite collapse atop you
>she lies beside you, panting, several minutes, looking into your eyes
>as your breathing slows
>then unties you and tosses the ropes back toward the cabinet
>and nuzzles you
>"Oh, Anon, that was so good, thanks."
"It was amazing for me too, Candy."
>"Do you feel like taking a shower together?"
"Sure."
>you follow her into the bathroom, and stand in the very, very oversized shower stall with her
>you wash her back under the steaming hot water
>"I love you so much, Anon."
"I love you too, Candy."
>end