DCFTEF - Twi Studies with Pinkie

>You are Twilight Sparkle.
>Ranked #1 in the Sophomore class at Canterlot High.
>Top grades in every class but gym.
>Totally not a nerd.
>You're not a nerd, are you?
>Is that what people have been saying?

>It's spring break now.
>A whole week away from school.
>But this is no time to slack off.
>You keep up a careful study schedule even during the break.
>Right now you're brushing up on Social Studies.
>But your Mom calls up the stairs.
"Twilight, dear, phone for you!"
>Who could it be?
>You hurry downstairs to answer it.
"HI-YA, Twilight!"
>It's Pinkie Pie.
"Oh, hello Pinkie, enjoying your break?"
>Silly question. She enjoys everything.
"Sure am Twilight, but I don't have anything to do today. Wanna come over?"
>Hmm...you'd like to finish at least 3 more chapters of Social Studies.
>And there's the latest new Daring Do book on your dresser.
>You've been saving it as a reward for when you finish studying.
>But heck, it's spring break.
>Time to get a little crazy. You can study later.
>You ask your Mom.
"Why of course you can go see your friend."
"It's about time you left that room & got some air."
"Do you need a ride?"
>It's such a nice day.
>So you decide to ride your bicycle instead.
"Sure Pinkie, I'll be there in about an hour."
>She cheers with delight.
>That girl serious needs to cut back on the sugar.

>Pinkie's family owns a quarry just outside town.
>Turn left at the gravel road.
>Riding down that hill is a little scary.
>Your bike isn't built for rough ground.
>And you definitely don't want to fall off in a skirt.
>But bouncing along the gravel road kinda feels good too.
>Vibrations & bumps coming up thru the seat.
>Really gives you a nice feeling in your...
>...no, no, stop thinking like that.
>Nice girls don't think like that.
>You dismount when you arrive at Pinkie's house.
>Glance both ways, make sure nobody is looking.
>You give your panties a quick check.
>Damn; you got a little wet.
>This always happens when you ride down that gravel road.
>Before you can even knock, Pinkie greets you at the door.
"Twilight! I'm soooo happy you could come!"
>She yanks you inside.
>Pinkie is the only bright, colorful spot in this whole house.
>It's not run down or dumpy.
>Just conservative, drab, stodgy.
>You wonder how this family ever produced a girl like Pinkie.
>Her mother is there too.
"Good afternoon, Twilight. And how are your parents?"
>You shake her hand courteously.
"Very well, thank you."
"And your brother? He's at the Military Academy, am I correct?"
"Yes ma'am. He's doing well...he enjoys it there."
>Pinkie Pie is getting a little impatient.
>Her mother ignores her fidgeting though.
"Will you be staying for lunch, Twilight?"
>Pinkie grabs you by both arms.
"Twilight, you hafta stay! My Mom makes the BEST cabbage & potato soup!"
>Eh, okay.
"Why, yes ma'am, that sounds lovely if I'm invited."
>Mrs. Pie nods and gives the faintest smile.
"Of course, we're happy to have you. I'll call you girls when it's ready."
>She turns & quietly exits.
>Pinkie grabs you by the wrist.
"Okay, enough grown-up talk...come on!"
>She practically drags you upstairs to her room.

>Pinkie's bedroom is an extension of her.
>Bright, colorful, over the top.
>If she was a hunter she would be perfectly camouflaged in here.
>You look at the books on her shelf.
>There aren't many.
>Pinkie flops down on her bed.
>She's not very modest...you can see right up her skirt.
>Yellow panties with white smiley faces.
>It gives you a funny feeling.
>Like when you ride down her bumpy gravel road.
>But you try not to think about it.
>Clothes, comic books & plush toys litter the room.
>You search for a clean place to sit down.
"Sorry! Right here, Twilight!"
>With a great shove Pinkie pushes about 20 stuffed animals off the foot of her bed.
>You sit down next to her.
>Still an incredible view of her underwear.
>Fight those thoughts, Twilight, fight them.
>Nice girls don't think that way.
>Plus, you're not a lesbian.
>The kids at school already think you're a geek.
>They'd mock you mercilessly if they knew you sometimes thought about girls.

>Luckily, Pinkie changes the subject.
"Want a snack?"
>She opens a drawer, full of sweets.
"Umm, no thanks. Your Mom is making lunch right now."
>She looks puzzled, like she doesn't see any connection between the two.
"Okey dokie lokie...but you don't mind if I do, eh?"
"No, go right ahead."
>She picks a plastic wrapped cinnamon roll.
"Don't mention this around my Mom, okay? I'm supposed to be limiting the amount of sugar I eat."
>You chuckle at that.
"My lips are sealed, Pinkie."
>God, she's cute when she's eating something sweet.
>So happy. Not a care in the world.
>White sugar frosting stuck on her cheeks & lips.
>You just want to lean over the bed & lick it off.

>Gotta get your mind off this.
>You pick up a comic & flip thru the pages.
>Shining Armor used to read these.
>He tried to convince you they were serious works of art.
>"Graphic Novels" he called them.
>But you never really got into them.
>Pinkie's are nowhere near the quality Shiny would read.
>Hers are just silly joke books, really.

>Pinkie Pie finishes her snack cake.
>She rolls over onto her hands & knees, crawling to the trash can.
>She buries the wrapper under some tissues.
>Presumably so her Mom won't see it.
>Her skirt is bunched up at her waist.
>Ohhh...why is she doing this to you?
>Stupid sexy Pinkie!
>Her panties cover one side of her rear end.
>But the other side is wedgied up into her butt crack.
>You have a perfect view of half her sweet pink butt.
>You wipe sweat off your forehead.
>You want so bed to excuse yourself to the bathroom & get some relief with your fingers.
>Gotta change the subject.
>A few faint red marks provide you an escape.
"Pinkie, what happened to your behind?"
>She giggles like it's nothing.
"No big deal. I got a little crazy & out of control the other day
"Daddy had to give me a spanking.
>You feel bad for perving on her cute ass now.
"Oh Pinkie, I'm so sorry! Are you okay?"
>She shrugs. It's not a big deal to her.
"It hurt, but I deserved it. I know I'm supposed to behave & stay in control.
"At least I didn't get grounded, that's AWFUL!"
>You think Pinkie is crazy.
"Jeeze, Pinkie...I think I'd rather get grounded for a year than get my butt spanked!"
>Not that your parents give you the choice when you misbehave.
>Now Pinkie thinks you're crazy.
"Not me, Twi. I just hate being cooped up like that. Stuck in my room when all the rest of the world is out having fun! Every second is like a minute...every minute is like an hour...every hour is like a day and every day is like...AWFUL!"
>Yeah, you should have predicted that would be Pinkie's take.
"But I can see why you'd feel your way, Twilight. You like to sit in your room & read. The WORST punishment ever for you would be your folks taking your books away!"
>Yikes...that's too terrible to even think about!
>Hope your parents never ask Pinkie for any ideas.
>Pinkie gets a naughty grin on her face.
"But Twilight, if you really feel bad for my poor bottom, maybe you could give it a nice massage later?"
>Stupid sexy Pinkie.
>You were all cooled down and now she has to go heating you up again.
>Arrrgghh! Pinkie got you all horned up again!
>Change the subject, change the subject, change the subject!
>Something NOT cute or sexy.
"Sooo, Pinkie. Your sisters aren't around today?"
>She shakes her head.
"Nope. They're helping Dad at the quarry."
"But not you?"
"Not today. The quarry is open 6 days a week, so we each work 4 days."
"That way Daddy always has two helpers & we each get 2 days off."
>That's very efficient.
>Pinkie continues;
"I like helping at the rock quarry. It can get boring sometimes, but if I'm having a good day, and Daddy says I'm not being too crazy he lets me drive the gravel truck!"
>Pinkie Pie driving an automobile?
>Yikes.
>Well, at least it isn't sexy.

"So what have you been doing over your spring break, Twilight?"
>Same stuff you always do.
"Oh, I've been reading a lot. I went to the Natural History Museum with my Dad. And studying...you know me."
>Pinkie smiles at that last thought.
"Twilight, I was thinking maybe we could study a little together."
>Well that's a surprise.
>But it makes you very happy.
>Yes, studying will get your mind off all these dirty thoughts about Pinkie.
"Sure, I'd love to study with you! Where are your text-books?"
>She shrugs her shoulders.
"I dunno. Probably left them in my locker at school."
>Your jaw drops open.
>Such an idea is inconceivable to you.
>How does she study without her books?
>It never crosses your mind that she probably doesn't.
"Pinkie! What are we gonna do without your books?"
>She puts on a wicked grin.
"I didn't mean I wanted to study school stuff."
>Now you're confused.
>Pinkie Pie crawls toward you.
"I was hoping we would study each other. What we like...what makes us feel good."
>You can feel her warm breath.
>Like cinnamon & sugar frosting.
>Ohhhhh god, Pinkie, why are you doing this to me!?
>She puts her hand on your bare thigh and strokes it softly.
"We're friends, right Twilight? There's nothing that friends shouldn't share."
>Your emotions right now are equal part joy & panic.
>Pinkie Pie reaches under her mattress.
"I have this magazine."
>She opens it to a full page spread of a woman's...private parts!
"Pinkie! Those magazines are for adult men! And perverts!"
>Her nose wrinkles, it's adorable.
"Twi, I got it at the doctor's office. The gyna-co-whatzit doctor."
>Huh?
>On closer inspection, it's a women's health pamphlet.
>All the parts are labeled & annotated.
>It's actually pretty interesting.
>You've seen one before...your own.
>You've even explored it with your fingers.
>But you didn't know the names & purpose of every single part.
>You didn't even know those parts had names!
"I like to look at this while I study myself, Twilight. It feels really good."
"But I thought it would be fun to study with a friend."
>She leans over to whisper in your ear.
"We could give each other a quiz."
>Ohhhh, that makes you lightheaded.
>Her soft, warm breath tickling your ear.
>And for some reason the thought of a quiz makes you feel warm & flushed.
>As much as you love studying, you've always been terrified of tests.
>Fantasies flood your mind.
>Being naked, exposed & vulnerable.
>Principal Celestia testing you on the anatomy of your own body.
>If you get things wrong; failure & swift punishment.
>If you get things right; sweet, gentle rewards.

>Oh no, you can feel yourself getting wet between the legs.
>Stop, stop, you can't do this.
>You pull away from Pinkie Pie.
"What's wrong?"
>You're so confused & dizzy you feel like crying.
"Pinkie, I really like you...but if we do this stuff won't it make us lesbians?"
>Pinkie shrugs her shoulders.
"Yeah, I guess. So what?"
>How can you explain this to her?
"Kids at school already make fun of me because I get the best grades,
"because I don't know the right things to say,
"because I'm clumsy & don't know how to dance.
"I don't want to give them another thing to torment me with."
>Pinkie puts her arm around you.
>It feels good, and you're fairly sure it won't make you in to a lesbian.
"Twi, you're not the first girl who's ever messed around with another girl.
"There's lots of nice kids at our school who are gay, or bi, or just like to have fun with other people.
"And who cares what other people say about you?
"Look at Rainbow Dash & all the things people say about her...she's still awesome."
>You wipe away a single tear.
>You want this so bad, but you're afraid.
"I'm not tough like Rainbow Dash."
>Pinkie's face is filled with concern.
"Dashie isn't as tough as folks think. I mean...she's super tough, but she can still have her feelings hurt.
"So I understand if you want to keep this a secret, Twilight.
"I think people should be able to talk all they want about things that make them feel good.
"But it's more important to make sure we don't hurt the people we love.
"So if you want, I'll never tell a soul about anything we do together.
"Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye!"

>It's awfully tempting.
>Pinkie Pie smells so good next to you.
>Her sugar sweet breath. Her bubblegum scented shampoo.
>And you can smell her pussy, you know it's as wet as your own.
>You hope it's as sweet as she is.
>But you're never gonna know for sure unless you decide right now.

"Yes Pinkie, I want to be with you."
>She goes from tender concern to manic excitement in the blink of an eye.
"Yipee! Oh we're gonna have so much fun, Twilight!"
>You blush.
"I don't even know where to start."
>She smiles and reaches for her health pamphlet.
"Silly Twi. You ought to know this one. You always study the text-book first."
>You slip off your shoes & pull your panties down.
>Both pairs of underwear are wet, so you leave them in the window to dry.
>You unzip your skirts.
>You both agree to keep your tops on, just in case you hear someone coming.
>Pinkie's room does not have a lock on the door.
>The danger of being caught only excites you more.
"Let's sit like this."
>You both sit on her bed, facing each other.
>Legs wrapped around the other.
"Ready for Lesson #1?"
>You giggle.
"Yes Miss Pinkie."
>She reaches down & runs her finger down your slit.
"These are your labia majora..."
>She runs her finger down deeper.
>You're so wet it just slides right in.
"and your labia minora are inside."
>She pushes her finger in until it hits resistance.
"Now I feel your hymen, Twilight. That means you're still a virgin...although it's not an absolute guarantee."
"Some girls are even born without one."
>She slides her finger out and down lower.
>It disappoints you. You liked Pinkie's finger inside you.
"Passing over the vestibular fossa...and this is your taint!"
>What!?
"Pinkie is does not say that! The space between your vagina & anus is called the perineum!"
>Pinkie Pie tickles it to make you laugh.
"Well it's also called your taint, silly!
"Because it t'ain't your whoo and it t'ain't your haa!"
>You can't help but laugh.
>Did you expect seriousness from Pinkie Pie?

>She re-traces her journey, back thru your labia and up to your clit.
"This is the clitoral hood."
"Maybe this is a good time for a break!"
>No, no, not now!
"Pinkie, quit fooling around...you can't stop now!"
>She smiles.
"My, what a diligent student. Okay, we'll continue."
>Your whole body shivers as her fingers push back the hood and find your clit.
>She gently rolls it between her fingers.
"And this is your clitoris, Twilight."
>With your body at the height of ecstasy she leans forward to kiss you.
>That's all it takes...you have your first orgasm of the day.

>Pinkie seems so happy with what she's done.
"You're a wonderful student, Twilight."
"Let's have a quiz now."
>Pinkie rolls over, exposing her sweet pink ass to you.
"Now you have to put your finger on all my parts & name them.
"But I flipped everything upside down so it won't be easy!"
>Oohh, a challenge.
>You start on her perineum.
>Her little balloon knot looks so cute you want to tickle it, but that might be a bad idea.
>No matter how clean it is you don't want to track butthole bacteria into her vagina.
>You'll save the butthole for some other time.
"This is your perineum."
>Pinkie objects immediately.
"Please you the proper terminology, Miss Twilight, or I'll be forced to give you an F!"
>She always makes you laugh.
"Okay, fine. Your taint."
>You slide your finger into her warm pink pussy.
>It feels just as good as you'd dreamed, so soft & wet.
"Past the labia majora, to the labia minora..."
>It felt extra good when Pinkie felt this part, so you linger and massage her inner lips.
>But it was the clitoris that felt best, so you don't linger too long.
"Across the vaginal opening. Oh, Pinkie is a virgin too! Now up to the urethra."
>You give your finger a playful wiggle.
>She laughs like it tickles.
"Eww, that's where I pee from! Cut it out unless you wanna get wet!"
>Okay, okay.
>You take a few moments to stroke the clitoral hood.
>Pinkie groans with delight.
>You peel it back and rub her clit in a tight circle.
"Harder Twilight, rub it harder!"
>You not only rub it harder, you rub it faster.
>Pinkie doesn't last long.
>With a moan she orgasms. Warm, slippery juice spills out onto your hand & her bedspread.

>You flop forward & lay on her back.
"That was so much fun, Pinkie. Was it good for you?"
>Her hair smells like cotton candy.
"It sure was, Twi. But didn't you promise me a rear-end massage earlier?"
>Umm no...actually you didn't.
>But who cares? You'd love to massage that adorable butt.
>Back on your knees, you put your hands on her two warm cheeks.
"Wait! Use the lotion...the one on my dresser."
>Ohhh, nice.
>A few pumps of the strawberry scented lotion fill your hands.
>And you begin to kneed the soft, sexy dough.
>Pinkie sighs in pleasure.
>You're careful to be gentle around the red marks where Pinkie's father spanked her.
>But the lotion is slippery, and you accidentally squeeze the sweet spot of her buttocks.
>She moans, soft & low.
"Oh, I'm sorry! Dis I hurt you?"
"It's still a little sore. Do it again, that feels GREAT!"
>You comply with her wish, but you're careful not to hurt her.

>This is all very nice.
>Pinkie's ass is a gift from the gods.
>But her warm, pink slit is still calling to you.
>So you decide to surprise her.
>You're honestly a little surprised yourself.
>You'd have never even considered doing this earlier today.
>But the world all changed the minute you went up to Pinkie Pie's bedroom.

>Without giving her any warning you lick her most sensitive parts.
>Pinkie tenses, startled.
"How ya like that?" you tease, "Bookworm just surprised the party girl!"
>She's cross-eyed with pleasure.
>You have your share of fun too.
>Eyes closed, blindly exploring Pinkie Pie's warm wetness with your tongue.
>No candy ever tasted sweeter.
"Ooohh, hold on Twilight, that's not fair!"
>You don't want to stop.
"What's wrong, Pinkie?"
She rolls over and sits up.
"It feels so good. We should both be feeling this at once."
>It doesn't take you long to figure it out.
>Pinkie calls it 69ing.
>You're on top, her pussy in your face.
>She's on bottom, your pussy in hers.
>The first warm lick shocks you as much as it did her.
>This is better than fingers.
>Pinkie's tongue roots around like she's looking for candy in there.
>All you can do is groan in delight.
>But she stops.
"Hey, Twilight! Forget something?"
>Oh yeah.
"Sorry Pinkie!"
>You resume your duties; tongue deep inside her.
>Extra love given to her clit, you know she likes that.
>Pinkie is making you feel unimaginably wonderful.
>It's like a contest & you both win.
>She's driving you crazy, and the crazier you get the harder you eat her sweet pussy.
>It's already more intense than that first orgasm you had and it's not even over.
>You can't believe you denied yourself these sensations because you worried about what people would say about you.
>Right now the only person in the world that matters is Pinkie Pie.
>You want to keep giving her pleasure.
>You NEED her to keep giving you pleasure.
>Never in your life have you felt so connected to somebody.
>Licking, exploring, finding new ways to bring her ecstasy.
>And it finally happens; you orgasm together.
>It feels like drinking 3 bottles of cider & breathing the laughing gas at the dentist all at once.

>The two of you go limp, happy & exhausted.
>Minutes pass before you have the strength to crawl up & cuddle with her.
>Holding hands, you stay there and listen to the birds chirp outside.

>You sneak into the bathroom together.
>There is a lock on this door so you take advantage.
>Stripped naked, you shower & wash each other.
>There's a whole new set of sensations as you fondle her breasts.
>She discovers how sensitive your nipples are.
>You both give the other another orgasm.
>Just in time too.
"Girls...lunch is ready."
>You are famished.

>Pinkie's mom makes a very good cabbage & potato soup.
>But cabbage & potato soup is still rather boring.
>Pinkie's dad tells you about the quarry business.
>He's a very nice man, but the quarry business is still rather boring.
>And her sisters are both polite, pleasant girls.
>But...you guessed it...rather boring.
>You have no idea how Pinkie Pie got born into a family like this.
>But you're so glad she was.
>That afternoon you wave goodbye & ride home.
>And this time you enjoy the bumping, vibrating ride up the gravel road.
>Because there's nothing wrong with it.
>And to hell with anyone who says there is.