Lil' Anon's adventures in /ss/ (MLP)

>Be lil’ Anon.
>Be glad that the school day is FINALLY finished.
>Close your locker with a sigh, stretching as you do so.
>Realise you still have homework to do when you get back.
>fml
>Wearily, you begin pushing your way through the corridor
>Suck in your breath as you squeeze past the seniors still loitering around.
>(Regret being small and ‘cute’ for your age)
>(Which is already in the ‘small and cute’ area anyway)
“Whoa, crap-!”
>Sudden shunt from your side
>Stumble.
>Realise gravity is a harsh mistress as you start to tilt towards the ground.
>Get abruptly righted by the same asshole that nearly sent you sprawling.
>Turn, insult half forming on your lips.
>Feel it die in time with your eyes widening.
>Clearest blue eyes you’ve ever seen looking right at you.
>The senior girl gives you an embarrassed smile.
>”Sorry, I-I must have nearly tripped myself. Are you alright?”
>You might have nodded, you weren’t paying attention.
>She giggles.
>Holy-shit-that’s-cute.jpeg
> “As long as you’re sure…?”
>She’s asking for your name, shitlord.
“A-Anonymous.”
>Feel like a total idiot for stuttering like a Japanese school girl talking about ‘senpai~~~’
>She doesn’t seem to mind, though.
>Her smile actually widens.
> “O-oh, I’m sorry.”
>She finally lets go of your arm.
>Skin still tingles where her hands had touched.
>She gives you a happy little smile.
> “My name’s Fluttershy.

> “I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before, Anonymous.”
“I-I only just joined the other Freshmen, really.”
>Her smile turns sympathetic.
> “Joining mid-year?”
>You nod hesitantly.
> “Well, I’m sure someone as adorable as you will fit right in before too long.”
“A-a-adora…hey!”
> Judging by her soft laughter, she was trying to get a rise out of you.
> Huff in agitation. These damn seniors…
>She composes herself, giving you a kind smile.
> “Sorry. You ARE quite a handsome young man, Anonymous.”
> Pray that she doesn’t notice how red your face is.
> Reflect that no one’s every talked to you like this.
>Not sure where to go from here…
> “How about this? I’ll walk you home, to apologise for all the trouble.”
> W-ha?!
> “It’ll be a good chance to get know each as well, right?”
> Yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes.
“S-sure!”
> Her smile widens.
> Walk through the rest of the school and push through the front doors in a semi-daze.
> Wow.
> This is a hell of turn around.
> You’re actually walking home with a girl!
> A REALLY cute one.
> W-what are you supposed to do in this situation?
> You feel out of your depth here.
> Resolve to pay attention to what she’s saying.
> She’s talking about her pet rabbit (bunny?) Angel.
> …Her hair’s really pretty too. A soft, pastel shade of pink-
> Damn it!
> "Hey! Flutters!"
> Both of you turn to see another senior, one with hair of every color of the rainbow, giving your soft-spoken companion an amused look.
> "Didn't know you liked 'em THAT young."
> Another flush fills your face as a third senior, one with a stetson hat (wat) chuckles.
> Fluttershy frowns slightly, suddenly-
> holy shit!
> -suddenly looping both of her arms around one of yours
> "Rainbow! Don't tease Anonymous like that!"
> She probably chastises them further after that.
> In all honesty, you're too busying trying to ignore how she's pushing her chest against your shoulder.

>Her friends look somewhat surprised by Fluttershy’s reaction.
>They apologize after Fluttershy’s continued glare: they were just having a laugh, elbowing your ribs, busting ya balls, and so on so on.
>Nod politely as the three talk for a little while.
> Try to ignore that all three are absurdly attractive, and that Fluttershy is still holding you.
>Eventually the two part ways with you and ‘Flutters,’ and Fluttershy guides you through the remaining school grounds.
> Thoughts are still scattered.
>Only just notice, as the sun’s starting to set on the horizon, that you must have been talking for longer then you thought.
>…In fact, where the hell are you?
> Looking around the unfamiliar streets, you start to realise that this is in the OPPOSITE direction of your house.
>Was Fluttershy’s home this way?
>…Wait.
>Wasn’t Fluttershy supposed to be walking YOU home?
> “So…Anonymous…”
>You look sideways up at the girl.
>She’s continues looking forward.
> “…Do you have a girlfriend?”
> UUUUUUHHHHHHH
“W-wha?”
>Her eyes are still focused straight ahead.
“N-no. No, I-I don’t.”
> “I see.”
> Is ‘I see’ a good thing or a bad thing?!
> In all honesty, you’ve only just started ‘noticing’ girls.
> It didn’t feel all that long ago when you still thought ‘cooties’ were a thing.
> (You only really started hitting puberty late last year. REALLY late.)
> “…Have you ever kissed a girl?”
> Where the hell are all these questions coming from?!
“I-I…No. B-but I haven’t exactly been kissing any guys either!”
>A strangled laugh escapes you.
>She smiles.
>But she doesn’t laugh.
>Eeep
>…Now that you think on it, you’ve never really had much of an eye for girls your age.
>Older girls actually got your attention way more easily.
>Probably why you’re so tongue tied around Fluttershy.
> “Well, don’t worry,”
> Holy crap she’s squeezing your arm between her breasts!
> “I’m sure someone will…fall into your lap soon.”

> Fuuuck-you should have gone with boxers this morning!
>You turn again to the girl, about to ask why the hell she was asking, when you finally come to your senses
> Your in…some kind of park?
>Your walking down an avenue, trees either side of you
 >The foliage is thick enough to block out of the lights of the slowly activating lampposts.
> Fluttershy finally turns to regard you
“Huh-wah!”
>She whips around, lifting her hands to cup either side of your face as she does.
>Her gentle eyes are now practically glowing in the approaching darkness.
> “Anonymous, do you trust me?”
> You’ve only known her for a day: not sure if you can answer that
>But you WANT to trust her, in any case
“Y-yea, I trust you.”
>Her smile turns to grin
> “Thank you. Follow me.”
>Gently, she grabs your hand, and turns from the path.
> Gulping, you follow her as she pulls you past the trees.
>Your heartbeats suddenly ten times louder
>What the hell’s going on?
>Fluttershy looks right at home surrounded by the plants and animals of the under bush.
>You feel increasingly out of your depth.
“Fluttershy, w-what’s going?”
> “This should be far enough…”
>She stops abruptly.
> “Anonymous, have you ever…touched a girl?”
“Well, I’m holding your hand right now.”
>She giggles.
> “So cute…no, have you ever…”
>She lets go of your hand, turning as she does
>She slowly lifts up her skirt
>Your breath catches when she lifts it clear of her waist
>Soft pink panties
> “…TOUCHED a girl.”
>…You really should have worn boxers
> “I’ll take that as a no.”
> She giggles, before locking her half-lidded eyes to yours.
> “Let me get you started…”
>Slowly, she removes a hand from the lifted hem of her skirt, and gently grabs one of your trembling hands.
>She pulls you closer.
>She presses your shaking fingers to her…her…
>It’s warm.
>And damp.

>She coos gently
>The sound brings clarity to your mind
>You flinch back
“F-Fluttershy! W-w-what are you-”
>She lunges forward, leaning down to press her lips against yours
>You gasp, which she uses as a chance to-
>Her tongue!
>You freeze stock still as her wet muscle suddenly slides against yours, slowly tasting the edge of your teeth
>Your heart feels like hammer in your chest, which only spikes when you realize the second set of beating you can feel is hers, as she leans her entire body against you, forcing your head back.
>Pushing against her shoulders, you struggling, her hands briefly arresting you before you finally separate, stumbling backwards as you do
> You back peddle until your back hits a tree, forcing great gulps of air into your lungs
>Fluttershy continues to smile at you
>Calmly, she beings to step towards you
“W-wait! What the hell are you doing!?”
>She titters, briefly wiping saliva from her lips before she says,
> “Oh, Anonymous, do you think I missed those looks?”
“W-what?”
> “You kept staring at me, every second you thought I wasn’t looking.”
> She grins as she comes to a stop before you, place her hands either side of your head
> You feel her calm, hot breath ghosting over your face as she leans down
> “They were so needy…how could I resist?”
“Re…resist?”
> Your breath hitches as she strokes a hand across your jaw, down your neck, and finally letting it settle on your chest.
> “You ARE attracted to me, aren’t you, Anonymous?”
>Slowly, you nod, the tightness of your pants answering for you.
> “Then…there’s no harm in me…getting to know you, right?”
> …
> …
>You nod your head.
>You gasp as a hand gently pets your crotch
> “Then, let’s get to work.”

>She presses your fingers against the fabric of her underwear again.
>This time, you can feel the outline of her ‘lips’
>”P-press harder.”
>She lets out a ragged sigh as you push upward, your finger shaking as they feel the delicate material come back slick
>You grunt softly as Fluttershy cradles your balls through the fabric of your pants
>Your breath mingles with hers, meeting together in a warm cloud as the cold night air starts to set in
>All at once, Fluttershy pulls back, leaving you mewling in need
>Desperately, she leans down to yank down her panties, gasping as she becomes bare to the cool air, throwing the article of clothing unceremoniously to the ground
>She quickly returned to pushing you against the tree, hooking a hand around your neck as she smashes her mouth against yours
>You open your mouth wide, her tongue greedily wrestling yours into submission
>She guides your hands again, one between her legs and one to her chest
>You hesitantly grasp the mound of flesh, realizing with a start that she isn’t wearing a bra
>You can feel the hard nipple pressing against your palm, Fluttershy gasping into your mouth when your gently squeeze your hand
>Her womanhood is now almost dripping
>Slowly, you push two fingers into her, feeling them become surround by hot muscle in time with Fluttershy’s barely restrained moan of approval
> Carefully, you begin sliding your fingers in, out and around her core
> Both you pull back from each other’s mouths, lungs straining for air, Fluttershy cooing at your continued attention
“A-am I doing it right?”
> “Oh god yes,” Fluttershy gasps, eyes and smile glowing down at you
> She blinks, before a sly smile overcomes her face
> “Oh my, I’m not giving you any relief, am I?”
>Dexterously, she unzips and tugs down your pants, your erect phallus bouncing slightly as it's freed
>You gasp when the chill air hits it, before groaning as Fluttershy gently runs a hand down it's length
> "Let me fix that."

> “My my, we are excited, aren’t we?”
>Her hand strokes down your length in a slow, practiced motion
>You twitch as she briefly rubs your head, sending a jolt up your spine
>The twitch causes you squirm your fingers, hooking them inside of Fluttershy
>She jolts, letting out a loud squeak, her hand freezing on your member
>You halt your pumping, concern filling your eyes
“Fluttershy…?”
> “I’m…I’m alright.” Fluttershy sighs, chest heaving as she takes several gulps of air
> “Just…warn me before you do that.”
>You nod apologetically
>She gives you a long, appraising look, before grinning again
> “Why don’t you help me with this?”
>She sharply taps the head of your member, causing your knees to buckle slightly
> “I’m sure it’s big enough for that, that?”
>At your confused look, she coaxes your fingers out of her, letting out a soft sigh as your digits are pulled fully out
> “Now, show me what you do when your alone.”
>It takes you a second, but you eventually move your hand to throbbing length
>You shiver as Fluttershy’s juices lube up your prick, your other hand redoubling its attention on Fluttershy’s breast as you start getting yourself off
>Fluttershy’s grin widens as she grasps your ballsack in one hand and your head in the other, stroking both as you feel a wave of heat fill your entire body
>Your eyes glaze over as Fluttershy begins gently biting your jaw, the spikes of pain completely consumed by the constant pulse of pleasure from between your legs
>Fluttershy runs a thumb over your tip, earning a guttural moan
>The sound causes Fluttershy to shiver
> “I can’t wait anymore.”
>You yelp as she releases your privates, instead grabbing your shoulders and twisting you around
>With a push, you fall to the leafy ground, staring up as Fluttershy stands panting above you
>Without a word, she squats over you, guiding your dick with a hand to just below her entrance
"W...wait, don't we need protec-"
>She slams down

>Pure heat
>You’ve heard other students talk about tightness, but no one ever mentioned heat
>Maybe it was just because the night was getting so cold
>You and senior moan out loud regardless of the reason
>Fluttershy puts one hand on your shoulder, pushing you to the ground
>Her muscles tense as she slides her lower body upwards, her muscles tugging your length
>She bits her lip as she let’s herself fall, a wet noise ringing out as her waist meets yours
>With her free hand, she once places your palm against her bouncing chest, the fabric of her top doing nothing to hide her hardened nipple
>Your remaining hand reaches out grip her ass, her flesh yielding as your fingers squeeze to find purchase
> “Ahhh…”
>Fluttershy shifts, almost sitting up straight on your dick as she bounces up and down
> “You feel so good, Anonymous…Hehe…such a good little boy”
>She shifts her hips, gyrating your soaked member in a tight circle
> “Nearly…nearly found it…”
>She slams down once again
>Her eyes widen
> “Right there! Ahhh! Yes, right there!”
>Her eyes start to roll back as she redoubles her efforts, gasping as your prick hits her g-spot over and over
>Her muscles are clamping down, every fibre feeling like it’s burning
>The heat is almost too much
> “A-almost…almost…”
>Her words are cut off by primal groans and gasps, her fingers digging painfully into your shoulder
>With a slam, she hilts herself
>She cries out, her tongue hanging lewdly from her mouth as she rides her climax
>You can’t hold out any longer
>Her cries turn into howl of joy as your member sprays it’s load, the mixture of juices running down your dick as she pumps it for all it’s worth
>After several numbing seconds, she slows
>Up down, up down
>Down
>Stop
>She collapse forwards, sighing a hot breath over your face
> “Well…would you say I’ve gotten to know you, Anonymous?”

>Fluttershy sighs contently as you pull from each other, your still engorged leaving her entrance with an odd ‘pop’
>You’re still panting, eyes unfocusedly looking at the sky
>Well…that happened
>You blink as Fluttershy appears above you, smiling slyly as your red face
> “So cute…”
>She runs her hands down your face, her fingers feeling cool against your burning cheeks
>You lean into the touch, craving ANYTHING this girl could offer you
>Slowly, Fluttershy averts her gaze, locking it onto something on the ground next to your feet
>You almost whine she pulls her hand back, and stands to her feet, picking up whatever she had just seen
>You blink when her panties, soiled more with juices then any kind of dirt, lands on your chest
> “Think of me, when you your alone,”
>You reappears above you, much closer this time, and presses her lips to your forehead
> “And maybe we’ll do this again.”
>She smiles, before standing to her feet
> “I’ll see you tomorrow, Anonymous. Don’t bother bringing the underwear.”
>She readjusts her clothing, covering her lack of…support, before disappearing through the trees
>You stay there, waiting for our heart rate to return to normal
>…The air’s kind of cold on your junk
>You eventually pull yourself up, grimacing as you pull your pants over your damp crotch
>Look to the girl’s underwear in your hand
>Try not to blush when reflecting on just what the hell you’re holding
>Pocket it for now
>It takes a while, but you eventually stumble back home, quietly trudging upstairs
>Thankfully, it doesn’t look like your mom’s back yet
>Slip into your room, and collapse on bed
>You still have homework, but fuck that
>You feel exhausted
>…And vaguely ‘used’
>Why does that actually turn you on more?
>Pull lewd underwear
>…Sniff
>Shit, you can still smell her
> “Think of me, when you your alone,”
> “And maybe we’ll do this again.”
>Crap, gonna have to deal with this…