Silver Spoon (some clop)

>Be Anon in Equestria
>Day too long
>Day far, far too long
>Fluttershy finally left you alone when you explained that your fetish is abstinence
>Applejack still occasionally tries, but without an ally she is usually stumped
>You spend your days in town or on walks, now that it’s mostly safe
>You work at the spa with Aloe and Lotus
>You have several regular customers
>Lyra, of course. When you realized you wouldn’t be getting any human tang any time soon, you finally gave in to some of her advances
>She was nicer about it than Fluttershy or Applejack, so you didn’t see the harm
>All in good fun, you suppose.
>Rarity came to enjoy your fingers as well, though never as Lyra
>When Fluttershy gave up, you started seeing her quite often as well
>Whenever Big Mac overstretched himself he often came by
>There was a rich young mare, nice little thing. Silver Spoon, you believe
>You quite liked her. She always gave a generous tip
>Which is why you were pleased to see her come in today

“What’ll it be, Miss Spoon? The usual?”
>”You know you don’t have to call me miss, Anon.”
>She was blushing lightly as she said it.
“Sorry, ma-er, Silver. It’s policy. If it makes you comfortable, though…” The spa was all about its customers; whatever made them happy was allowed.
>She smiled. “It does. I’ve a mind to try something… new, today. One of my friends recommended it. I believe you know Lyra?”
>You raised an eyebrow
“An uncommon request. And it’s not exactly an official offer here at the spa. It would have to be done somewhere more private, if you’re truly interested.” Happy endings were not endorsed by Lotus or Aloe, even though you know they occasionally gave them.
>She smiled. “I’m interested. How about… your place, tonight?”
“Very well. Now please, to the table. My bosses would be quite displeased if I let you leave without some manner of ministrations.”
>She casually approached the table. You let your surprise evaporate as you massaged her.
>She seemed to get into it more than usual.
>Soon enough, it was over. She left her usual large tip and walked out. You think she was shaking her rump more than was strictly necessary, but you weren’t about to say anything
>Thinking about it, she has grown up to be a very nice looking mare. You heard some horror stories about her and Diamond Tiara from Applebloom and her friends, but she always seemed nice to you.
>When she got out of school, she started coming to the spa a lot more often.
>The rest of your day went by nicely enough
>Aloe was nice enough to let you borrow some of their lotions for your ‘special’ session. They didn’t endorse it, but they knew it was good for business
>After all, Lyra started coming by twice as often once you started dealing with her

>On the way home you casually side-stepped a charging Applejack. She hit a tree behind you and fell to the ground, dazed
>She seemed to have lost most of her spirit around the year one mark, and was just attempting now out of habit.
“Same time tomorrow?”
>”I may try earlier. You’re getting good at detecting me at night.”
>You reached out a hand and helped her to her feet.
“Good luck.”
>She nodded and trotted back off to the barn. It was honestly more of a game than anything else to you now.
>You continued on your way. There was a dinner to prepare and a mare to please before the night was done
>Dinner was easy. You can’t fuck up a salad, and the apples Applebloom started delivering every week a few years ago as an apology of sorts for Applejack’s behavior went well with just about anything
>That done, you began to prepare for Miss Spoon’s arrival
>You couldn’t help but wonder why she seemed interested, though. Lyra was in it for your hands, there was no doubt about that
>Silver Spoon didn’t seem the type to be interested in that.

>You lit a few candles in your room and set the lotion down on your bedside table
>You were expecting her any min-
>*knock*knock*
>Ah, yes. You went to the front door and opened it. You were not at all surprised to see Silver Spoon standing there
“Hello again, Ms. Sp-Er, Silver Spoon. Please, do come in.”
>You stepped aside, allowing her entrance. She walked in hesitantly. You could tell she was nervous.
“You know you don’t have to do this if you aren’t comfortable, Silver.”
>She jerked a bit. “I… I want this.” Her voice was quiet and a bit strained
“Are you sure? I would not want to do anything you are not comfortable with.”
>She nodded, looking a bit more sure of herself. “I’ve… wanted to try this for some time. I’ve just been so nervous.”
“Very well. Can I get you anything before we begin, then?”
>She shook her head, looking nervous again
“Then please, come with me.” You led her to your room.
>She gasped. “You really go all out!”
“Only the best for my clients.”

>She looked down when you said ‘client.’
>”Before we start, I do want to ask one thing… Do you have a special somep0ny?”
>You looked away
“No.” You look back with a small smile. “I never found her. Even after all this time… It still feels odd, to commit to something like that with a p0ny. I’m tired of being lonely, though. One day soon I think I’ll start looking.”
>She smiled. “I hope you find her. Maybe even… sooner than you expect.”
>You raised an eyebrow. It sounded like she was implying…
“We can talk, after. If you’re truly… interested in more than just the session.”
>She beamed. “I’ve always wante-”
>You held up a finger
“After, my dear. I know you still want this, and I wouldn’t want it ruined by words just yet.”
>She gave a nervous gulp and looked at the bed.
>After a moment of deliberation, she gave herself a nod and got onto the bed
>You joined her a moment later, getting the lotions ready

Fucking clop, how does it work? Oh yeah, sexiness. Don’t read this unless you’re down with clop.

>You start slow, giving her another even massage. No need to rush it
>As before, she was really getting into it, despite her initial nervousness
>Soon enough, you get to the main event
>You gently roll her over onto her back
“Last chance, Silver. Are you sure?”
>She looks up at you, face blushed. She simply nods, smiling slightly
>You answered her smile with your own as you gently caressed her marehood. She flinched at your light touch, closing her eyes.
>You took her little clit between your fingers, tweaking it and eliciting a deeper moan of pleasure than you were used to hearing from her
>With one hand you rubbed the area around her cutie mark. Lyra always loved that, and from Silver Spoon’s reactions she does as well
>With the other, you explored her marehood. You could feel her squeezing you as you slowly continued to press in
>Her moans and the heat radiating from her marehood was making you rock hard.
>You felt a small barrier in your way and stopped. You honestly weren’t expecting her to be a virgin, but it changed little.

>You slowly pulled the hand inside of her out. She whimpered slightly as your fingers left her folds, but sighed in pleasure as you tweaked her clit again.
>You moved the hand tracing her cutie mark-a silver spoon, funnily enough-to her lower stomach. You knew the mares had hotspots here, though they hid them from regular view.
>Just gotta find them… At her moan and with the small nub under your fingers, you know you found it. Probably the hardest thing to adjust to with Lyra from human women, the nipples of a mare are in an odd place
>Still just as sensitive, though. More, perhaps; Silver Spoon was definitely enjoying your touch.
>As one hand tweaked her little nipples, the other pulled away from her clit and slipped two more fingers inside before putting the thumb back on her nub.
>Her moans were finally reaching a crescendo. With a final twitch of your fingers, you sent her over the edge. She came, squeezing the fingers still inside of her with a monstrous force. You pulled them out with a small popping noise and watched as they were followed by plenty of fluids
>Great, you’re going to have to wash the sheets again… Lyra had the same problem. Still, you got used to it.
>Silver Spoon was panting, coming down from her orgasm. You smiled at the cuteness of her pose. Her legs were splayed and her tongue was lolling out the side of her mouth. There was a deep blush creeping over her face.
“Feeling better, Silver?”
>She nodded, letting her tongue slide back in. “Your turn.”

>You shook your head
“This is about you, Silver Spoon. I’m here to make you happy.”
>She sat up a bit. “You said we could have a talk, after. I want you to be my special somepo-somehuman, rather. And I want you to be happy.”
>You looked down at her and thought. You had been alone for far too long. Lyra was always happy to give you release as long as you gave her what she wanted. But lately you found yourself really wanting more.
>Silver Spoon was young, but she wasn’t a filly anymore. She seemed nice enough.
>You smiled.
“Okay. I’m willing to give it a shot.
>She set herself back down on the bed. “Just… please be gentle. I’m still… Even after all of Diamond Tiara’s talk, I never gave in.”
>Even more about Diamond Tiara? She really did sound like a bitch.
>You put your hands on Silver Spoon’s flank, each hand on a cutie mark. You aligned yourself with her entrance. You looked into her light purple eyes as you slowly eased inside.
>God but she was tight! She squirmed a bit at your thickness; one thing Lyra commented on was how different you were from a pony. Different in a good way, as it turned out.
>You took it slow for Silver, knowing the pain she was probably about to go through.

>After a moment you hit her hymen.
“Get ready. This might hurt.”
>She squeezed her eyes shut. With a jerk, you ripped through her barrier. She flinched, but didn’t make a sound. You continued pushing in.
>When you hilted her, you stopped to let her slowly adjust to you. When she opened her eyes and gave you a small nod, you began to pull out. When you were barely in her anymore, you began to slowly push back in.
>”Anon… please, faster!”
>You smiled and picked up the pace. You could feel her squeezing you, and it felt better than any of your other partners ever had.
>Her pain quickly passed and she began getting into it. She slowly matched your thrusting, increasing both of your pleasures.
>It had been a while since you had release, though, and you were nearing your peak.
>She was having trouble as well; her previous orgasm left her sensitive.
>With one last thrust, you let loose inside her and filled her with your sticky love.
>That set her over the edge, and she moaned as she came, squeezing you in just the right ways. You couldn’t even pull out, she was squeezing you so well.
>After nearly a minute, you finally pulled out with an audible and humorous *pop*
>You both sighed as your combined juices flowed out of her.


>You leaned forward and gave her a soft kiss.
“Did you like it, my special somep0ny?”
>She smiled. “Of course, my special somehuman.” She pulled you in for another kiss. “It’s nice, being able to finally call you that. I’ve wanted to for so long… But I was so afraid! So nervous! Everyp0ny knows about you and Applejack, and I was afraid she had driven you off mares for good. And then I heard Lyra talking one day…”
“I don’t think Lyra will be getting my special sessions anymore. Not while I have you, at least.”
>You gently ran a finger down her side and she shivered. You finally laid down next to her and pulled her close.
“I can’t wait to see what the future will bring for us, my beautiful Silver.”