Title:           (Clop - Underage) Sweetie's First Time
Author:          Pony_Azathoth
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First Edit:      Saturday 28th of April 2012 11:37:37 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Saturday 28th of April 2012 11:37:37 PM CDT

>Rarity hands you yet another garmet
"Anon! Hurry Anon hurry!"
>You are sweating as you finish the folding and packaging of the dress thing
>You have been at this for hours
>Rarity has a new client that ordered a ton of these dresses, and she only had a few hours to finish them
>You helped her the whole way
>Gathering jewels
>Stitching and organizing
>Putting them away, cleaning
>Finally, the final box is shut
>You carry them outside for Rarity
>As soon as you get outside of Carousel Boutique, you run on down to Ponyville station
>Boxes in tow
>You make it just as the train is about to leave
>You load them onto the train, and the whistle blows
>Rarity sighs as she sees the train pull away
"Thanks Anon. You're a life saver."
>She asks you to come back to the Boutique for some 'coffee'
>You oblige her
 
>You sit at her kitchen table laughing and talking into the night
>You hear a light clopping coming downstairs
>Sweetie Belle comes downstairs
>Rarity tells her to go back to bed
>She wants to be told a story
>Rarity sighs
 
"Sweetie Belle, you go up stairs and sleep this instant!"
"But Rariteeeee!"
"THIS INSTANT!"
>Sweetie Belle does her typical groan and turns around to stomp upstairs
>Rarity looks at you
"Sorry about that she's been having trouble sleeping lately."
>You nod, but you suddenly think of something
>You wonder...
 
>Rarity and you talk a little while longer
>Finally the subject gets back to all the work you just did for her
>She smiles at you
"You know, Anonymous, I really hope you understand how much what you did means for me. It means so much to me. I just wish there was a way to repay you."
>She moves a hoof onto your hand and bats her eyelashes
>You raise up your other hand and cough
"So anon... do you know how to treat a lady?" She asks
>You look at her for a moment
"I'd like to think so." You respond
>She smiles, and moves her hoof higher up your arm
"Would you like to treat me... like a lady..?"
>You give her a sincere smile
"I would love to Rarity... but I was thinking of... well..."
>Rarity looks at you, not shocked or sad, but curious to what you mean
>You move your eyes towards the stairway, and then back to Rarity
>Rarity's smile droops
"Oh. oh." she says weakly
 
>You give her a gentle look
"Rarity... you mean alot to me.. but I just.."
>She holds up a hoof
"Say no more. A lady must always keep her promises, even if she finds it.. unsavory. Not that I find you unsavory Anon.. or you and.." she trails off, unable to say the name of her sister
>Awkward silence
"She.. she's getting to that age Anon. You must have picked up on it. You may not be a stallion, so you may not have.. have 'smelled' it... but she's been having trouble sleeping, acting up at school..."
>You place your finger on Rarity's mouth
>She nods and slowly leads you upstairs
 
>She tells you to wait outside Sweetie Belle's room
>She opens the door
>Sweetie Belle greets her as she comes in
>She hadn't fallen asleep yet
>Rarity closes the door
 
>You wait outside for a few minutes
>You can hear them talking inside
>You cannot make it out though
>Finally, Rarity comes out
>She looks up at you
>She looks sad
>But not in a hurt way, more as in an "change" kind of way
"She's.. She's ready.."
>She sobs unexpectedly and trots away quickly, tears welling up in her eyes
>Some people have a hard time letting go
 
>You open the door quietly
>You see Sweetie Belle sitting up on the bed, looking down
>You clear your throat, but that doesn't get her attention
"Sweetie Belle." You say gently
>She looks up
"Oh. Anonymous. hi..." Her voice weakening as she speaks
>You come inside the room and close the door
 
>You watch Sweetie Belle as you stand near the door of the room
>She doesn't look at you very long
>Instead she grabs a tiny throw pillow from her bed in the shape of a heart and holds it in her hooves
>She looks down at it
>You slowly walk over to the bed
>You sit down next to her
 
>You look over her young body
>She's pristine
>She's young, but you can tell some things
>Her widening hips indicate her beginning to marehood
>You slowly reach up and touch her other shoulder, gently rubbing it
>She still looks down at the pillow
>Soon, you reach your hand down and place it over the plush heart
>You grip it very gently
>You lean closer to her
>She finally looks up to you
>She looks unsure
>You are
 
>You pull the plush heart lightly
>She lets go of it
>You throw it onto the bed
>You take your other hand and grasp her back
>You can no longer contain yourself
>You press your lips against her muzzle, and your weight quickly forces her down on the bed
>You are now laying over her, your tongue invading her mouth
>She hardly responds other than to give a little shiver
>You've wanted this badly
 
>Your hands begin to feel up Sweetie Belle
>You run your hands down her sides, and around her hips and flank
>She shivers under you, her inexperience excites you.
>You stop invading her mouth and pull your head back, and look down at pretty eyes and hair, giving her a smile
>Her mouth hangs open, her nerves are scattered and confused
>You smile again, and reach down her belly and your fingers soon slide around her thighs
>She gasps and her eyes seem to widen, pupils dilating
>You want to ask her what Rarity talked to her about, but you feel like it would be bad form to stop now
>In that case
>You lean forward and gently kiss her neck
>You smile cruelly to yourself, you are going to make her squirm.
 
>You open your mouth and slide your tongue on her neck
>You can feel her shiver
>You then bare your teeth, and lightly graze her neck with them
>You can hear her inhale sharply at the feeling
>You graze more, up and down
>Moving up you gently bite her ear, which also makes her shiver underneath you
>Her diminutive form is all yours
 
>You move your head back over her face, and look at her again
>Her eyes are half-closed, her mouth open in nerves.
>You move down her a little, and play with the front of her neck a little
>Kisses and little love bites
>you hold her dainty hooves
>You feel sorta bad actually
>This girl must be feeling so overwhelmed right now
>Well, not too much longer now...
 
>You trail your head down her body, touching her as you go
>You finally reach her groin
>You get your fingers around her entrance
>You look up and see her looking down at what you're doing
>You smile and spread her open
>She shivers and leans back, her eyes now shut
>You see that she is biting one of her hooves in anticipation
>You reposition yourself atop her
>Your throbbing maleness ready
>You look down at her and continue to torment her with little touches and squeezes
>But once you make eye contact...
"Sweetie Belle... this is going to hurt at first... ok? are you ready..?"
 
>You look down at the filly
>She looks up at you, with her hoof still in her mouth
>She looks so apprehensive
>She finally nods to you, slowly and carefully
>That's what you needed
 
>You flexed your hips forward
>she parts to you
>you hear the whimper
>That's always the worst part of it
>you see some tears fill up her eyes
 
>her tightness is oppressive
>You cannot fit yourself inside her
>Not that you planned or expected to
>you work with what you got
 
>going in for another kiss you begin your series of slow thrusts
>she shakes with each one, her mind being wracked by the powerful sensations she's feeling for the first time
>not going to lie, it feels good to you too
>actually, probably better for you
>but you digress.
 
>All of this is a bit much for you
>Her inexperience means she probably won't enjoy her first time as much as she could
>You'll help her with that
>You reach your hand down to her privates
>you search with your thumb for the little spot you desire
>suddenly, Sweetie Belle gasps
>you found it
>while you very carefully and gently slide in and out of her, you also finger her clit
>her whole body seizes up
>you hear an adorable little squeak and see her eyes close
>her lips quiver and her head rolls back a little
>just the sight is enough for you
>you climax
>your seed spraying messily into the young pony
>you stay there panting as the rhythmic pleasure overwhelms you
>Sweetie Belle's little fore-legs have clutched your back
>you expected no different
 
>You soon move agian, and lean up towards her face
>She looks up at you with those big, green eyes
>You kiss her on the forehead
"Goodnight, sweetie."
