>Be Anon.
>You’ve been in Equestria for some time now.
>You’ve grown used to things, for the most part.
>Your city on Earth was quite racially diverse, and you’ve been pleasantly surprised by the differences between the pony races.
>Each has their own customs and idiosyncrasies.
>The brash and confident Pegusi, the talented and magically-inclined Unicorns, and the hard-working Earth Ponies.
>You’ve been here long enough to develop your own… tastes.
>You often find your gaze lingering on the Earth ponies.
>Their propensity for farming means that certain muscles are “well-defined”.
>Today you find yourself at your usual café, nursing a coffee and people-, sorry, pony-watching.
>As you eye the ponies going about their business, your eye stops on a certain pony.
>Her grey coat stands out in a sea of neon-colours.
>She’s playing the cello, and she’s drawn quite a crowd.
>As you watch her play, you notice her gaze shift to you.
>Her eyes light up briefly before she returns to her playing.
>You cock an eyebrow, and motion for a waiter.
>”Who is that pony?” you ask.
>”That’s none other than Octavia Melody, Anon. She’s the star of the Canterlot philharmonic,” he replies.
>You nod in appreciation and resume watching her.
>Her fluid movements betray her immense talent.
>Impressive.
>You continue drinking your coffee as she plays.
>Her piece ends eventually and, to your surprise, she trots over to your table.
>Slightly taken aback, you wear a look of surprise as she takes a seat.
>She sends you a piercing look.
>”You’re Anon,” she declares.
>”I am,” you reply.
>There wasn’t a paper in Equestria that hadn’t run a front-page article when you first appeared.
>As a result you had acquired pseudo-celebrity status.
>Not surprising she knows my name, you think to yourself.
>You motion to a waiter again.
>”Care for something to drink, Miss Melody?” you ask.
>Now it’s her turn to be surprised.
>”A coffee, please. Black,” she says.
>You two sit in silence for a moment until the waiter leaves, then Octavia pipes up.
>”How do you know my name?”
>”The waiter informed me,” you say as you take another sip of your coffee.
>She gives you a playful, suspicious sort of look. (pic related)
>”Only good things,” you say with a smile.
>”I should hope so,” she replies, running a hoof along the edge of her mug.
>The two of you settle into silence, just staring at each other.
>”I imagine you’re pretty popular,” you say, your tone revealing the true nature of the question.
>She winks at you then stares into her mug.
>”In certain parts,” she says.
>”Oh?”
>”Well, you see… you might have noticed that we Earth Ponies are a little thin on the ground around here,” she says, with a hint of melancholy.
>”I did notice,” you reply.
>She nods.
>”As a result, certain parts of our… anatomy are underappreciated.”
>Slightly surprised by your own boldness, you reach across the table and place a hand on her hoof.
>”Well, they just don’t know what they’re missing,” you say, rubbing circles on her hoof with your finger.
>She blushes and meets your gaze.
>”Shall we?” you ask.
>She looks at you for a long time in silence then takes your hand in her hooves.
>The steam from her coffee drifts up, partially obscuring her face.
>Damn she’s sexy, you think to yourself.
>She winks again.
>”We shall.”
>
>The time it took to reach her apartment seemed to drift by in a blur.
>As soon as the door is closed, she throws herself into your arms and kisses you deeply.
>You stumble backward and collapse on her bed.
>You explore each other’s mouths with your tongues, enjoying her warmth as it seeps through your clothes.
>You push her body deeper against yours and run your hands along her back.
>You begin to massage her cutie mark with your hands.
>Shivers course up and down her body, and her legs spasm involuntarily.
>You break the kiss and take a moment to just look at her.
>”You’re beautiful,” you say, slightly embarrassed.
>A playful smile crosses her lips and she kisses you again.
>She leans down to your ear and whispers “Thank you.”
>You begin kissing her neck.
>She moans and begins to rub her marehood against your leg.
>”Y-yes, right there,” she gasps, shuddering.
>You grab her ass and push her harder against you.
>She grasps your head in her hooves and runs her tongue along your ear.
>You gently move your fingers to her marehood and slide one inside.
>Her wetness and warmth engulf it and she cries out in pleasure.
>She hugs you close as her body shakes against yours.
>You can feel her hot breath on your face and neck.
>You roll over so that you’re on top and gently kiss her.
>”A-Anon, I..” she gasps.
>You hush her and slowly slide your finger out.
>She watches you as you bring it to your mouth and taste her.
>She blushes deeply, then takes your finger and sucks on it.
>You kiss her on the neck and slowly work your way down her chest.
>She gasps with pleasure as your lips glide across her nipples.
>You look into her eyes as you gently kiss her inner thighs.
>She gazes at you longingly, placing a hoof atop your head.
>You smile as you place her hind legs over your shoulders.
>Her marehood is inches from your face, glistening from her arousal.
>You tentatively run your tongue along her lips and she moans, closing her eyes.
>Your tongue explores her folds.
>You feel her legs wrapping tightly around your head, pushing you deeper.
>You slowly slip your tongue inside, tasting her.
>Her back arches, a moan escaping her lips.
>You push your face deeper, lapping at her wetness.
>”Oh, Anon, yes!” she cries.
>You massage her nipples as you push your tongue deeper and deeper.
>Her legs shake against your head and her breathing comes in ragged gasps.
>She closes her eyes, concentrating on the feelings coursing up and down her body.
>You hear her muffled cries of pleasure as you concentrate on her marehood.
>Her shuddering reaches a crescendo as she climaxes.
>She leans forward and holds your face tight against her.
>You continue licking and kissing her as she trembles against you.
>Finally her legs relax their grip and she cups your face in her hooves, pulling you towards her.
>You settle in beside her and hold her tightly against your body.
>Her body is hot and slick with perspiration, the smell of sex heavy in the air.
>Finally, she leans over and kisses you.
>You gently rub her back as the two of you embrace.
>”That was amazing, Anon,” she whispers in your ear.
>You run your hand through her soft mane, enjoying the feeling as you melt into each other.
>She rests her head on your chest and wraps her hooves around you.
>You feel her breathing in time with yours.
>You pull the covers over the two of you and close your eyes, not wanting to disturb the peaceful look on her face.