Title:           Young love 16
Author:          Cog_Anon2
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First Edit:      Monday 26th of August 2013 05:08:58 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Monday 26th of August 2013 05:08:58 AM CDT

>Next morning.
>It's the weekend finally.
>A perfect time to go visit Gretchen.
>You sneak out of the bed this morning.
>That last thing you wanted to do was talk to Fluttershy today.
>You get yourself ready in the bathroom.
>Made yourself a quick breakfast while your parents still slept and out the door you went.
>It was a nice early morning.
>World seemed nice.
>Nothing to bother you for now.
>But you could definitely feel it in your bones that Fluttershy is upset you left her in bed.
"Oh well..."
>You say to yourself shrugging.
>As you walked you wondered what was going through Fluttershy's mind right now.
>Why would she all of the sudden just choose to ditch you,  for Boe of all colts?
>Granted your time hanging out with Angelica was becoming longer and yeah, a lot more enjoyable.
>But that's not a very good reason for her to lose herself on you like last night...
>One lengthy walk later you finally made it to the Orphanage.
>It actually looked better than you last left.
>You guessed the younger ones actually heeded your word and kept the place clean and tidy for old Gretchen.
>Felt rather good knowing you made a slight difference...
>You let yourself in, no one manning the door.
>Probably should help look into that.
>You look around the inside.
"Huh...Cool."
>Slightly less moldy and less stinky.
>Kids even put up some of their drawings on the wall, actually felt inviting.
>You got to talk to some of the younger colts and fillies.
>They're growing up nice enough.
>The older ones are certainly helping a lot.
>When you asked around about Gretchen they point to the back yard.
>Gretchen was sitting in her rocking chair.
"Hey, Gretchen."
>You say to her.
>She stops mid-rock.
>She turns to you.
>Giving you a glaring leer she finally says.
>"What in the fly fuck do ya want..." She says looking away back out into the horizon.
>A bitter response as always.
"Not much, just came to talk and see how you were doing, Auntie?"
>You give her a smile.
>She gives you a smirk.
>"Come here and give your damn Auntie a hug, ya little bastard!" She throws her arms open wide for you.
>You could really feel the love from the old hag.
>She smelled nicer too.
>New perfume?
>Or maybe she just decided to start washing better.
>You snicker to yourself on that one.
>"So that family of yers keepin ya well fed? Ya still look weak ta me!" She complains.
"I'm eating enough to feed four of me, my mom makes sure of that..."
>"Feh, that mom of yers, she ain't all that. Why back in my day you eat ten apples a day you'd be able to take on an army! Speakin'a which you been gettin into fights lately?" She asks you.
"Well...The only pony I've been getting in fights with my sister..."
>You say begrudgingly.
>"Hehehe, trouble in paradise? What's the matter? You two have a little spat?"
"More than that I think...I help out another girl and we become friends’ next thing I know she’s all greedy and starts dating the colt that beat me up with his friends!"
>Gretchen raises a brow at this.
>"Sounds like a real fuckin slut to me...Just like her mother." Gretchen says beginning to rock back and forth in her chair again.
>You sit down on the porch with her.
"Aw come on, she's not all that bad, she-"
>"I just calls'em as I sees'em boy, and the way I see it, that little butterbye of yours is a real bitch." She interrupts.
"I-It's Fluttershy."
>She shrugs "Eh, don't quit care for'em anyhow."
>You lower your head at hearing this.
>Still hasn't changed much at all.
>"Side's I thought after she went an'took ya away from me, I thought you two would be at it like rabbits!" She teases.
"Y-yeah hehehe,eehh..."
>"Well? Were ya?! You know yer Auntie likes a bit of gossip!" She asks excited.
>You get a bit nervous now.
>You didn't think you'd be grinded with such questions.
"I-I guess you could say we've made love?"
>"Ya mean sex, right?"
"Uhhuh...But with something called 'making love' it doesn't really feel like love...more like forced feelings?"
>Gretchen gives you her concerned (What is this bullshit) type look.
>"Boy, I'm sorry to say, but that sounds like rape from what yer tellin me." Gretchen explains.
>Rape...
>A word that was rather new to you.
"What's that mean?"
>Gretchen leers angrily and lets out a long sigh.
>"It means, boy, that the girl of yers forced ya into sex you didn't want to have in the first place! Damn it ain't them parents of yers teachin ya anything?!" Gretchen yells.
>You didn't even know there was a another word for what Fluttershy was doing to you.
>The sudden realization of what she had been doing to you sunk in quick like an unwanted shot at the doctor.
>It hurts.
>You feel bad.
>You feel somewhat dirty.
>You hate yourself for letting it happen.
>Wrapping your arms around legs and burying your head, you begin to sniffle.
>"Damn it Boy what are you cryin about now?!" Gretchen yells at you.
"Fluttershy...F-Fluttershy raped me..."
>Gretchen looks at you for a long moment.
>She get's out of her rocking chair.
>She sits next to you hugging you tight.
>You sat with Gretchen for an hour or two letting it all out.
>After sometime...
>"Well come on inside, must be hungry right? Ya kids are like little garbage disposals." She offers.
>She begins going through the fridge.
"Oh that's fine my Mom will have something already made when I get home an-"
>"Boy! Ya better shut up about that damn slut and eat this fuckin sandwich!" She snaps.
>You were a bit startled by this.
>"Uh...Sorry, just uhh...Eat yer sandwhich..." She says calmer.
>Okay there was no denying it now.
>There was defiantly some hate between Gretchen and yer mother.
>"Yer"
>Jeeze Louise, her slang was starting rub off onto you.
>But calling Mom a 'slut'...What the heck does that mean?
>You were starting to get more questions than answers now.
>Might as well get to talking to Gretchen now before she really looses her self.
"Hey, Gretchen."
>"Yeah what, boy?"
“What’s a slut?”
>”A bitch that has sex with anyone just fer shits and giggles, and tip fer ya, a whore is somebody ya gotta pay after the sex.”
>Well that’s one question answered…
>Now time for the other.
“Um Gretchen?”
>”Hm? What now?!” She snaps.
"If uhh...Well...Ya see..."
>"Boy you better spit it out or I'll slap it out!" She says aggravated.
"Okay, okay sorry...It's just that, if what Fluttershy did was rape, then what's the difference between making love for real?"
>Gretchen looks at you bewildered.
>A warm smile begins to grow across her face.
>"Well if ya really want to know, then I guess this'll need 'hands on'." She runs a hoof through your hair.
>A sickly feeling was crawling into your skin.
>You take a deep breathe and try to relax yourself.
>You knew where this was going.
>Might as well make the best of it...
"Hey, Gretchen...Do you still have that Garter-belt?"
>Gretchen smiles at this wickedly.
>Several minutes later.
>Look where you are now.
>Same situation.
>In your underwear.
>You weren't afraid anymore, but that didn't stop you from being all kinds of nervous.
>Gretchen finally comes out of her bathroom.
>Garter-belt, velvet red panties, all wrapped up in a see through night robe.
>She cleans up pretty freakin well, for a mare in her 60s.
>"That there door locked?" She asked.
"Y-yeah."
>"Good, don't need any of the other youngins seein us in mid-coitas. Now come here, I gotta smell ya." She says climbing into the bed with you.
>She hugs you tight to herself and inhales deep.
>All this affection was beginning to make you rise down south.
>"Heh, well I guess if that old girlfriend of yers taught ya anythin it's how to make ya stiff! Hehehe..."
>You give her a look saying that you'd rather not bring her into this.
>"Eh, right, you probably don't wanna think about her right now, huh? That's fine O'l Gretchen will fix ya up right." She gives a smooch on the head.
>You can't help but try and kiss her back.
>She welcomes back with her tongue.
>You two were really going at it sucking face like no other.
>"Alright boy enough middle school stuff." She says pulling you off.
>She takes out her teeth, whips out your junk and begins to suckle on you.
"Aaah maaan!"
>You say feeling in total bliss.
>Describing what was being done to you was almost impossible.
>You best you could think of?
>You sticking your junk in a jar of blackberry jam that's been sitting out in the sun on a hot afternoon.
>It was way better than Fluttershy who would sometimes use her teeth.
>Gretchen lifts her head back up and puts her teeth back in.
>"Well now that we got ya all slicked up, maybe you'll fit better in there bat cave!" Gretchen lays next to you.
>You were bit confused now.
"But I thought-"
>"Boy, if ya don't learn ta take charge in fuckin, girls ain't gonna think much of ya afterwards, now come on show your Auntie what ya got!" She spreads herself.
>Well, nothing ventured, nothing earned.
>You crawl up to her carefully.
>You take to sliding off her panties one leg at a time.
>You marvel at her aged clam.
>Aiming and slowly inserting your erect junk into your Auntie.
>There should be a shiver going down your spine at the thought of it.
>But seeing as how you were literally balls deep in the one that took care of you since...Well...'forever', kind of didn't matter at this point.
>"Come on Anon honey, ya got ta put yer hips intuh it. Don't worry about breakin anythin, I've had plenty of other healthy stallions in me..." Gretchen encourages you.
"Did you...Did you just call me by my actual name? AND call me honey?"
>Gretchen rolls her eyes.
>"Ya act like ya can't take a bit o'encouragement! Come on boy, pound it hard!" She says wrapping her hind legs around you.
>You take this to heart and begin to thrust your hips a little harder.
>It actually felt good to be the one on top for once.
>Heck it felt awesome!
>You thrust deeper and further into your Auntie like no tomorrow.
>"Unf~! Unf~! Yeah sweetie that's the ticket! Don't-Unf~ Let up!" Gretchen says between breathes.
>She may have been old but Jeeze Louise was she sturdy.
>You humped and pumped her aged pickled jar and thrust faster and faster.
>Stopping you try and catch your breathe to let yourself not over do it.
"Gretchen can you be on top for a little while?"
>"Eh? Think ya got the strength fer it?" She asks.
"Yes ma'am!"
>You pat the muscle on your arm.
>Gretchen picks herself up and you two switch positions into cowgirl.
>Her saggy tits were still holding up pretty well, considering all the blue vains.
>Gretchen carefully lets herself down on you, inch by inch.
>"Well? Ya gonna start buckin?!"
"Oh right!"
>You begin to thrust your hips upwards making almost every wrinkle she had go into motion.
>"Uuugh-yeah~! There ya go boy, that's goof fuckin stuff!"
>One thing for sure making love with Gretchen was whole lot more enjoyable.
>Thrusting in and out of her was relatively easy compared to the tightness of Fluttershy.
>So wet and slippery~
>You Grasp Gretchen's thighs and go even slower and deeper
>Your balls smacking against her raw clam felt awesome.
>"Unf~ Hey boy, wanna try another hole?" Gretchen offers.
>You were a bit confused.
"What other hole?"
>"My rusty sheriff badge, boy..."
"...You mean I can put it in there too? Huh, okay."
>"Yeah, that's right, little doggie style will do ya good, and fer my back as well..."
>Gretchen gets off top from you, she then gets on all fours, ass raised up.
>You gently slide you junk into her.
>Thrusting as the same speed as before.
>This hole was slightly more tighter than her other lady parts.
>"Yeah, baby stir that fuckin honey pot!"
>You pound her butthole like a jackhammer not letting up
>Then suddenly and without warning.
>BRRRAAT!
>You pulled everything you were doing to a screeching halt.
"W-What was that??"
>"I think ya might have stirred my honey pot a little too hard there boy, hehehe..eeh..." Gretchen chuckles nervously.
"Did...Did you just fart while-"
>"Yeah, yeah I cut the fuckin cheese, ya gonna cry about it?!"
>You hold your breathe and shake your head.
>She could have given you a little warning before farting on your balls like that.
>Oh well.
>You continue fucking your Aunt until you felt like the walls of your mind were going to give.
>You finally shoot your white stuff inside and give out on top of her.
>Panting, Gretchen pats you on the back for a job well done.
>"Well do ya feel better now, boy?" She asks you getting her pack of cigarettes off her night stand and lights one up.
"If being better *pant* means worn out, *pant* then yeah."
>You say trying to catch your breath.
>"Hmph, well I'll admit ya got the stamina."
>She takes a light puff from her cig.
>"Here, ya earned it..." She hands you the cigarette she was smoking off from.
>You were a bit surprised by this.
>Gretchen usually would never do such a thing.
"A-Are ya sure?"
>"I said ya earned it didn't I? Ya want it or not?!" She yells.
>You take it without a second thought.
>Looking over the cig carefully, you put it in your mouth and begin to inhale the same as Gretchen would normally do.
>Blowing out a large cloud followed by a vicious cough.
>"Hehe, don't worry you'll get used ta that." She says.
>You lay next to Gretchen in her bed her arm around you both of you enjoying your cigs.
>Life couldn't be better.
>"So about that girl of yers, the other one ya talked about what she like?" Gretchen asks you.
"Uhh...Angelica? She's...She's really nice, like two times better than Fluttershy, she doesn't force me to do nothin, she's got this awesome playhouse filled with snacks, toys n'stuff. Her parents are really nice too."
>"Hmph, sounds like she makes ya real happy, unlike that other bitch of yers." Gretchen says taking a puff then blowing a smoke ring.
"Well she ain't all bad but...Yeah, things are goin down hill."
>"So why don't'cha get with that other one?" She asks.
"Well Fluttershy wouldn't like that an-"
>"BOY! FUCK THAT SHIT!" Gretchen yells.
>You were startled so bad you almost swallowed your cig.
>"What are ya blind boy?! If yer unhappy with the way things are then damn it ya gotta tell somebody! Sides I don't see a fuckin wedding ring on yer paws so ya should be allowed to be with who ya want! Plus didn't you say she was datin the same little bastard that gave you a whoopin?!"
>Thinking over Gretchen's argument.
>She was very much right in all fronts.
>"Ya think that so called 'Father' of yers would'a give ya some pointers on how to be a real man, an'here I am makin ya inta one!" Gretchen lights another cig off her old one and flicks it.
>You take another quick puff of yours and say.
"Well Dad's taught me plenty like how "All that glitters isn't gold"...or something like that.
>Gretchen raises a brow and puffs out smoke.
>"Mhm...I guess time got to yer daddy as well...Bein with that fuckin slut and all." She says in a low harsh tone.
>You look at Gretchen thoughtfully.
"Gretchen, how come you hate my mom so much?"
>Gretchen looks to you.
>You look her straight in the eye.
>"Hmph, fine, ya really wanna know why that bitch makes my pot whistle?"
>You nod wondering the reason behind it all.
>"Well in my younger youth, back when yer Auntie was a real vixen, I took care of the younger colts, with a fine, handsome, strapping stallion who would'a been yer uncle." She explains.
>"We took care of a few colts and fillys and but as the colts grew older I noticed they took a likin to your mother when she was young too."
"So...Fluttershy’s mom was a real looker?"
>"Pfft, fuckin tramp was all she was, a real flirt...Then as she got older and the boys got older, hormones took over like fire to a haystack, then one night I come back to this very bedroom to find that fuckin slut humpin with yer would be uncle!" She Gretchen says getting furious.
>You were absolutely shocked to learn this.
>Taking a big inhale on your cigarette, you put it out after your last puff of smoke.
>"Want another?" Gretchen offers.
"N-no thanks...So umm...What did you do?"
>"I kicked that bitch out and nearly killed yer sum-bitch would be uncle. Fuckin fourty year marriage and fer what? Just ta get some young pussy..." Gretchen says sadly.
>You inch over and giver her a warm hug.
"I'm sorry to hear that..."
>"Well don't, I moved on and learned from it, and shit, I even got more in bed after I kicked his ass out!" Gretchen Jokes.
>You laugh.
>She laughs with you.
>"So tell me how are things with yer daddy anyway and that slut mother?"
"They're fine as far as I know, I think Dad might have said somethin I didn't catch but...I don't think it matters much though."
>"Eh, as long as he's puttin food on the table and she's cleanin the fuckin house neither of'em should really complain."
"Yeah..."
>There was silence between you two for a moment.
"So...What should I do about Fluttershy then?"
>"What the fuck do you think you should do?" She sasses sarcastically
>You take in a heavy sigh.
>That was a dumb question.
"I guess I could just tell her to..."
>Gretchen carefully looks at you waiting for your answer.
"Tell her to piss off?"
>"Good boy, ya gonna stand by that claim?" She asks you, her voice taking on a more serious tone.
"Given the current events Fluttershy is becoming the last person I want to be with..."
>"Mhmm, that's what I thought, trust me Anon, ya can't go around bein who ya don't want ta be with, be with someone who ya love." Gretchen explains.
>You nod thoughtfully in agreement.
>Another question soon popped into your head.
"Hey Gretchen...Did you have babies?"
>"Couldn't even if I wanted to..." She answers.
"Why not?"
>"Doctors told me I was sterile."
"Oh..."
"..."
"What does sterile mean?"
>Gretchen lets out a sad sigh and says, "Means my lady parts aren't able to make a baby, boy."
>That was rather depressing to hear.
"Is that why you opened an orphanage?"
>"Mhm..."
"Is that why you were sad to see me go away?"
>"E-Yup."
"Is that why you were so sad to see me all beat up that one night?"
>"You best believe it." She smooches your forehead.
"So does that make me like your son or something?"
>"Boy, you ask way to many fuckin questions, but yeah, in a special kinda way I guess." She answers frustrated.
"So why did you let me go to live with Fluttershy and her parents?"
>"I thought you'd be happy with a real family and not some old bitch like me..."
"Why? We've had so much fun today! And I probably learned more from you than I did in school!"
>"Well that's sweet of ya ta say child, but I ain't yer fairy god mother or what the fuck ever it's called."
>Gretchen finally puts out her cigarette.
>"Welp, I think we've had a long enough break, think ya got it in ya for another go?" Gretchen nudges you.
>You smile nervously.
"Yeah, I think I can get it up again..."
>2 hours fucking your Auntie Gretchen later.
>Your dick felt like raw meat, but you'll manage.
>Leaving Gretchen to sleep for the rest of the day.
>It was still late morning considering how early you woke up and snuck out...
>The day was still young; you wondered what you'd do next.