Uninvited Guest (AiE; Adult Babs Seed)

>I want Babs to let herself into my house and refuse to leave

>Day whenever in Equestria
>Coming home after a long day tiling a roof
>Pinkie had an exploding cake go off at the wrong angle and BonBon's house took the brunt of it
>Hard labor but good money
>Doesn't matter, in five minutes you'll be on your couch with a cold one in your hand
>Missing your tv from back home
>When you get to the door, you find it ajar
>Strange, you're sure you locked it....
>Push it open cautiously
>"'ey munkey!"
>There's an accent you haven't heard in a few years
>Babs Seed, the little filly from Manehattan
>Well, was a filly anyhow, now she's a chubby mare
>Sprawled on your couch like she owns the place
>A two empty bottles tossed haphazardly on the floor
>A third one half full in her hoof
>"Ain't ya missed me?"
"Hey Babs...why are you here?"
>The last time she was here she was a bit of a little shit
>Not mean just pushy and generally a pain in the ass
>She went out of her way to hang around you and it got old, fast
>Now she's an adult you think she might have gotten a little less rough around the edges
>"Why not? I'm in town till Wednesday, thought I'd visit ya. We ain't seen each uddas in awhiles"
>She drinks your beer and covers her mouth to hold in a belch
>Well that's something...last time she would have let rip with it
"I mean...how did you get in?"
>"Oh yea, ya door is broke! Had to kick 'er in"
>The door was broken...?
>You look back at your door with a little more scrutiny
>Looks like you DID lock it afterall...
"It was locked, Babs. I wasn't home"
>"Pfft, come on, what loosah locks a door durin' da day?"
>She winks and sticks her tongue out
>You shake your head and go to the fridge
>God help her if there aren't any beer left, you need one badly
>Two beers left
>You grab both
>Down the first one like its hell week in college
>That's better already
>Make your way back inside, the last beer firmly in your hand
>Babs smiles and taps her hindhoof on the little bit of the couch she isn't hogging
>You plop down and recline
>"You didn't have no food neithah so I ordered a peetz, it ought to be here in a few"
>She smiles and takes another swig
>You finally have a minute to look her over
>Her mane is a little longer, still falling partially in front of one her green eyes
>Her freckles were still there, age didn't conquer them
>Nor did it manage to take off her baby fat, but for what it was worth she filled out nicely
>Curves accentuated her body and her cutie mark drew your eyes right to her bubble butt
>Her tail, no longer covering her blank flank, rested teasingly over her neithers
>You swear she swished it slightly when she caught your eyes wandering
>"Guess you is happy to sees me afterall"
>She stuck her tongue out and you frowned
"You could have met me in town...."
>"Naw I didn't wanna bothers ya. An' I was too tired to be buggin' cousin Applejack. She'da saw me and put me ta work."
>Sometimes you forget she's Applejack's cousin, how infrequently you see her
>But now that you think about it, she certainly inherited the apple family hips
>You take another swig of your beer and try to remember you're mad at her
"So instead of bucking a few trees, you kick my front door in, drink my beer, and order a pizza?"
>"Ya, sweet plan, right?"
>"I'll get cousin Applebloom to fix it laytas, don't worry ya big head about it."
>You groan and lay back on the couch a little
>She gets up so she can turn around and flops facing you this time
>You feel a little of her beer splash on you and the floor
>Wonderful house guest, this one
>She clinks her bottle to yours
>"Cheers ta good friends!"
>You grumble and swig your beer
>She laughs and takes a long drink, finishing her bottle
>With no regard she tosses it over her shoulder
>Sometimes you can't tell if she's being obnoxious on purpose or if she's really this unrefined
>"So whatcha been up ta, skinny? They find ya a marefriend yet?"
"No. I've just been working"
>"Workin'? Like what?"
>You tell her about BonBon's roof, and a few other odd jobs the ponies throw your way
>Having hands and being the tallest thing in town gets you employed more than you'd think
>Especially with how frequently the ponies have misadventures that cause property damage
>"Das cool. I know you was checkin' out mah butt befores so ya know I got my cutie mark! Wanna know what I do?"
>Not really but there is no point stopping her
>She puts her forelegs on your lap and smiles a big toothy grin
>"Am a mechanic, could ya believe it? Dey got me fixin' wagons and wheels and shit"
"With a vocabulary like yours, I never woulda guessed"
>"Shu'up!"
>She punches you playfully in the shoulder
>You try not to wince but the chubby mare is a lot stronger than she looks
>Must come with growing up in the city and being their equivalent of a grease monkey
>"You got a real chill place out heres, Anon. Real chill, I oughta come bys more often!"
>She lays back on the couch and holds in another burp
>Must be freezing in hell today
"So where are you staying, your cousin's?"
>"Naw dey dun know I'm here"
>What...?
>You cock and eyebrow
>"I finally get a vacation in yeahz and ya think I'm gonna go to cousin Applejacks? She'da make me work the whole time! I need some Babs time, ya know whut I'm sayin'?"
>She nudges you with her hoof
>Your frown doesn't go away
>"Ya place is pretty big, you wouldn't even--"
"No."
>She has a look of shock and anger and she shoves you as she gets up
>"Whattyamean 'no'? Jus' like dat? Ya favorite filly ya throw out inta the cold?"
>She stands on the couch, her forelegs digging into your thigh
>Her glare would be intimidating if you didn't see the hint of sadness behind those green orbs
>"I thought you was bettah then that, Anon!"
"You can visit, I just don't want you to--"
>There's a knock at your door
>Well, there's a knock at the piece of wood hanging on the hinges
>A pizza delivery pony, confused, peering into the house but politely refusing to actually enter
>"We'll talk about dis latah, Anon! Go git the peetz, will ya? I can't affords it cause I gotta get bits for a motel!"
>She smirked and got off your lap
>You roll your eyes and go to the door and pay for the pizza
>With luck she at least remembered you don't like pony-toppings and its plain
>"Put it ovah 'ere, Anon, I'm starved!"
"You're welcome..."
>You drop the box on the coffee table and plop back on the couch
>Babs nearly knocked you over to get to the pie
>You want to tell her to take the pizza and get out
>But you get the feeling there is more to her story
>Plus your eyes wander again
>Her tail is swishing back and forth in front of those bubbly orange cheeks
>You can't help but stare
>She certainly grew up
>"Ey, Anon? Ya want a slice?"
>She snaps you back to earth
>She grins and lays a slice of pizza on the small of her back, right above her rear
"Really....?"
>"Come get it, loosah"
>The smell of the pizza makes you hungry enough to play along
>With a grunt you get off the couch again, reaching for the slice
>Grease is already beginning to drip down her back along the swell of her rear
>You grab a napkin from the table as you approach
>Babs would drop that plump rear right back on your couch and leave a grease stain in a heartbeat
>Not gonna happen
>"Come Anon, dun be shy, we's good friends, amirite?"
>She turns back to you again and grins, chewing what has to be her third slice already
>Girl can eat, she's lucky her body manages the extra padding well
>She has a perfect layer of extra chub on all the parts that count, no one part of her bigger or out of place than the other
>For the first time since you found her here uninvited, you grin
>You take the slice of pizza off her back and start wiping the grease up with the napkin
>"Ey? EY! Whattya doin'? Dis is a show not a pettin' zoo!"
"You got grease all over your ass, stay still"
>"Ugh, whatevahs, don't get any ideas"
>She swats at your arm with her tail, you indirectly massaging her rump while eating likely the only slice of the pizza you were going to get
>Your fingers sink into her chub as you clean up the mess, feeling the tense muscle beneath
>Babs definitely worked for a living, her leg muscles were strong under the extra layer
>As you worked your way down her flank, she began to tremble a little
>You couldn't tell if her breathing speeding up was cause of her speed-eating or your hand giving her a rub down
>You finish up the grease and sit back down, eating your pizza quietly
>A disappointed sigh comes from Babs
>Her tail sways slightly to the side, giving you another peek at her goods, before she returns to the couch
>She's licking her hoof and looking at you like you did something wrong
>But she says nothing, just climbs on the couch next to you and pouts
>There is a bit of an awkward silence for awhile
>Babs sighing more than once, in between getting another slice of pizza of course
>This isn't like her, somehow you touching her rear completely threw off the tough city girl personality
>Or maybe she was beginning to feel sorry about how she reintroduced herself into your life.
>Whatever the case it was starting to work and you cursed yourself for being such a pushover
>Even with your front door hanging off the hinges, you felt bad for her
>You think that's what it is anyhow
>Not that you were looking for an excuse to grab her rear again
>Couldn't be that
"How long are you in town again?"
>"Middle a next week."
"You really rather stay here then your cousins?"
>She tapped her hooves together and blew her mane out of her face
>"I just wanna relaxin' vacation fer once. I'll see her and da uddah crusadas, but I dun wanna sleep in a barn, ya knows?"
>You nod and pat her shoulder
"You'll be safe here."
>She smiled and sat up on the couch
>"Ya means it? *ahem* I mean, yea, course, whatevahs, cheaper then a motel"
>She glances to the pizza box
>"Ya want the last one?"
>That's about as big of a thank you you can expect, you wager
>You shake your head and she goes for it
>While she's by the box, her tail lifts again, dragging slowly along her plush rear
>Maybe you were wrong about her way of saying 'thanks'
>You get a longer show this time
>Babs' tail keeping your eyes where she wanted them
>Tracing the edges of her flank, spreading over the crease of her cheeks like a veil
>Letting you see just enough to keep you wanting more
>It felt like just yesterday you were buying this girl ice cream to get her to leave you alone
>Crazy what can happen in three years
>Just as her tail began to lift, exposing the beginnings of her marehood to your hungry eyes
>She quickly spun around and blew her mane out of her face
>Caught staring again, she winked and jabbed your leg with her hoof
>"Whatcha grinnin' bout there, Anon? See something ya like?"
"Maybe."
>She chuckles
>"Don' lie. I remembers when I was little you were always lookin' at da uddah mares butts when we were hangin' out."
>You scratch the back of your head a little
>Wasn't expecting her to have remembered that
>"I think I got 'em all beat, dontcha think?"
>You nod slightly, not terribly surprised she's as forward as she is
>Its a little weird though, part of you still remembers that annoying little filly
>Who filled out into an annoying big mare
>"Well jus' think, ya got it all to yourself till next week! Jus' don't be getting too brave or I'll buck ya!"
"You have a coltfriend I take it?"
>She blushes from that and you could see her confidence falter a little
>"No..cause..they...they can't handle all dis, ya know?"
>She runs a hoof along the length of her body, special emphasis on her rump
>You know that can't be why but you don't press it
>She's cute when she's a little insecure though
>"Am as single as your loosah face is!"
>And there's the defense,right on time
>Time for a little back-talk
"So if I'm a 'loosah', what's that make you?"
>Her cheeks twinge with a little more crimson and she snorts
>"It makes me generous, dats what! Back in Manehattan, I wouldn'ta said nuttin' to ya cept 'shine my horseshoes'"
>You rub your chin a little, amused at how quick she gets flustered
>While a normal day you would have backed off, Babs' attitude made you a little bolder
"So you're saying you only like me when you're in Ponyville? You didn't spend the last three years missing me?"
>"Yea...I mean no! O-of course not!!"
>She gets so embarrassed she covers her no longer blank flank with her tail
>Hard to believe someone who busted her way into your house and drank your beer could be this adorable
>Ponies tended to be cute even when they didn't want to be but Babs was doubly so
>"I..I only...I only came heres cause you...you..shu'up!"
>You earned another shot in the arm
>Least she tried to
>But Babs wasn't the most nimble earth pony
>So her attempt to hop on the couch, hit you, and jump back off was less than graceful
>She caught her leg on the couch cushion and stumbled face forward
>Not looking to have your junk headbutted, you lunged and caught her
>She was as heavy as she looked and combined with her momentum you found yourself on your back, arms wrapped around the orange pony
>She was wide eyed, her nose a hair's width from your own
>You could smell the garlic and beer on her breath, along with something else you couldn't place, but it was surprisingly pleasant
>Her heart was racing, beating hard against your chest, and her breathing quickened like it did earlier
>And she was warm, like a big thick blanket
>It took a lot of willpower not to give her a squeeze
"Babs...?"
>She was still stunned
"Earth to Babs? Hello?"
>You patted her back, trying to get her to move
>Slowly her look of shock faded and she shook her head to get her senses back
>She blew a lock of mane out of her face
"You umm...wanna get up?"
>"Not really..."
>She blushed and closed her eyes, smiling meekly
>You poke her back, a little lower, by her tail
>She yelps and sits up some
>"Okay, okay, jeez! Don't be sucha baby!"
>She starts to get up but deliberately takes her time
>You feel her wiggle her rear with every movement
>It would be sexier if it wasn't smooshed uncomfortably against your stomach
>Still filled with a bit of confidence yourself, you reached up and rubbed her protruding belly
>It was a little firmer, filled with the meal she devoured not that long ago
>"H-hey, quit it!"
>She began to wiggle and shake, her face contorting into an uncomfortable smile
>You don't listen, running your fingers to the creases in her fluff, tickling the sensitive skin under her fur
>She begins to giggle and squirm, now more intent on getting away from you
>"Stah! Stah-hahahah!! You..loosaahahahah!!!"
>She's overtaken with a giggle-fit and you press the attack
>Enough of her weight off you, you lift the rest of her upper body up with your own and keep tickling
>Her forelegs flail, nearly clocking you in the face, so you pull yourself between them
>Your fingers assault the curve of her belly beneath her navel, where her hips began
>She's nothing but laughter now, her forehooves beating against your back, begging you to stop
"Gonna admit you missed me?"
>She shook her head "no" inbetween gasps of air
>Frowning playfully, you moved your fingers lower, right where her thighs met her hips
>Her hind legs begin to buck into the couch, her laughs more like shrieks now
"How bout now?"
>"Ahright!!! AHHAAHAHAHANONQUITIT!!"
>She's beginning to cry she's laughing so hard
>With one last flick of your fingers, you release her from the torture
>She wiggles free and pushes you away with all four of her hooves, panting and swearing in between leftover giggles
>"Dat was dirty fightin', Anon!"
>Not about to lose this moment you press on
"How bad did you miss me?"
>"Huh! I didin't!"
>You wiggle your fingers and grin
>"Ohkays! Okay, a lot alright? When we hung out I was thinkin' bout it all the time!"
>She lowered her head a little
>"I never stopped thinkin' bout when we had ice cream togethas.."
>That surprised you but she wasn't finished
>"You was so nice and ya didn't care bout my blank flank or nuttin'. An ya let me order whatever I wanted! Dat means a lot to a little filly, ya know?"
>You remembered the ice cream trip a little differently
>She had been tailing you and bugging you the entire day
>Finally to get her to shut up you took her to Sugar Cube Corner for ice cream
>You let her order because you couldn't risk getting the wrong thing and having her complain
>While she shoved the ice cream down and smiled at you, you spent most of the time hitting on Pinkie Pie
>She was another one with thick hips and a nice ass
>Come to think of it, all the mares you have made passes at were all well endowed past the midsection
>Babs wasn't boasting when she said she trumped them all
>"Goin' back home all I could think about was next time I visited cousin Applebloom an' then before I knews it I got my cutie mark an' started workin' an wells...."
>She looked up with happy green eyes, blowing a lock of mane out of her face
>"I was glads you were still on the market, ya know?"
"Why didn't you just say so?"
>"Cause I'm sick'a always havin' to be the one to make the moves! Back in Manehattan all the colts is worried I'm too tough for em so they always is scared! I know you'd be different!"
>You hold off telling her if this had been her idea of being passive you don't wanna know what aggressive is like
>"And you was. You ain't scared a me"
>She moves a little closer and lays her forehooves on your lap
>Poor Babs, her tough girl personality frightened all the men away, explains why she has been so sloppy and crude about her advances
>You ruffle her mane a little, scratching behind her ears
"How could I be scared of a cute girl like you?"
>"Hey come on, I ain't a pet!"
>She swats your hand away
>But she's blushing and has a goofy smile
>You reach with your other hand and give her mane another tussle
>"Quit it, Anons! For real!"
>You stop messing her hair up and settle into petting her from the top of her head down the back of her neck
>She smiles and scoots closer to you, leaning against your body and sighing
>"Dats bettah, don't treat me like a little kid"
"How do you want me to treat you, then?"
>"Oh...ya know...I wantcha to look at me like I saw ya lookin' way back then"
>You let your hand run further down her neck and settle on her shoulder
"You gotta be a little less obvious about it, Babs"
>"Whattya mean? I was giving ya the eyes and showing ya my--"
"I know I know, but I mean you don't wanna just throw yourself at a guy. What if he's a jerk?"
>"If he's a jurk I'd buck him ta next weeks. I ain't worried bout that. Sides, you ain't a jerk"
>She grinned
>"Bit of a loosah but you ain't gonna do me wrong"
>You had to admit, her forwardness might have been unorthodox but it was a breath of fresh air
>A lot of the mares in town weren't all that keen on being hit on by a human
>The ones who put two and two together anyhow
>Pinkie had been so oblivious you didn't even bother after the third attempt
>So why would you be so eager to dodge the one mare who's throwing herself at you, abet a little sloppily?
>A quick look from the door, to the bottles toss around the floor, and the empty pizza box reminded you exactly why
>Babs was cute but she was also obnoxious and a bit of a slob
>Plus under all that she had feelings and you didn't want to break her heart either
>What to do?
>"Ya alright, Anons? Yoos all quiet all ovasudden!"
"Just thinking"
>"Well if ya ain't thinkin' bout me I need ta work harder!"
>She brought a hoof to your face and nudged your cheek
>"Stop dinkin' so hard"
>Her eyes were warm and inviting
>Her chubby little nose brushing yours
>You knew where this was going and she was right
>Time to stop worrying so much
>You lean the rest of the way and bring your lips to hers, cupping your hand to her cheek as she closed her eyes
>There's no romantic or beautiful way to put this, so its best to just say it and move on
>Babs Seed was a terrible kisser
>Your mouths part much quicker than they met, the slow romantic connection cut short when she attempted to jam her tongue in your mouth while sucking at your lips
>She opened her eyes, the blush fading from her cheeks as quickly as it appeared
>She blinked a few times and then frowned
>"Wassa matter Anon? Wut you change your mind an--"
"Where did you learn to kiss?"
>She coughed and snorted, socking your shoulder with her hoof
>"Whatddya mean, I'm a great kissah! I kissed all kinds of colts! You're just a loosah who don't know a good mare's mouth if it bit him on the--"
>You shhhh her and put your finger on her mouth
>You know damned well that might have been her first kiss and her eyes give away the embarrassment she's trying to mask with anger
"Everything is cool, let me show you how, ok?"
>She nods and you see the flush on her cheeks slowly return
>Leave it to the brash Babs to find this somehow arousing
>You stroke her cheek softly, pushing that ever present lock of hair away from her face
>She smiled and giggled a little when you spend a few seconds pushing it behind one of her ears
>Best or worst kisser, nothing ruins a good makeout like a bunch of hair
"Now, just follow along, OK? It's just like dancing, let me lead"
>"I don't dance..."
>She whispered as your lips neared hers again
>This time, when they met, she didn't try to nibble or suck your lips and her tongue stayed in place
>You decided to take it slower than even you're used to, planting small, closed lipped kisses against her pursed lips
>You brushed her cheek with your fingers, drawing sensual lines along her jaw and neckline
>Despite everything you knew about Babs, she shivered from the affection, showing no sign this was dull or boring to her
>Guess there was a needy mare inside her afterall
>Each kiss lasted longer, every time you teased at her lips with your tongue more and more
>Each time she did her best not to repeat her first performance, but you felt her tongue pushing against her lips when you teased, wanting so badly to mingle with yours
>She was breathing heavily through her nostrils, her hot breath blasting you in the face over and over
>Her forehooves pushed and clumsily felt along your body as she tried to climb on top of you
>You were too focused on kissing her to appreciate how adorably inexperienced she was
>It was finally time to move things along, your hand slipping from her shoulder down to the small of her back
>As your fingers tightened around the tense muscles, you pushed your tongue against her lips, parting them and entering her warm mouth
>Pony tongues were wider and flatter than yours, and Babs to her credit was still keeping her excitement restrained, allowing you to slowly trace the tip of your tongue along the edges of hers
>She gasped and squirmed from both the new sensations on her back and the tingling in her mouth
>You made sure not to go too low on her back, dragging your fingers slowly along the sensitive spots on her back but never reaching further than the dock of her tail
>The nice guy inside you knew this was likely her first time in every sense of the word
>You wanted it to be special, to fulfill whatever fantasy she built around you
>She finally became a little less restrained with her tongue, accepting the playful licks from your own as the invitation to follow
>In stark contrast to before, she was so careful and tentative with it, somewhat scared she would make a mistake and this exchange would end
>But when your fingers reached the top of her back and began to drag back down, the sudden jolt of excitement pushed her to be a little bolder
>Her body pressed into yours harder, her hips rose and fell with every tease of her back
>Before you knew it, Babs found her earlier confidence
>Her kisses were more aggressive, but at least now that she knew what she was doing, and with a few abrupt pushes she was on top of you
>Her body, big as it was, was still small compared to yours, and her rear rested neatly in your lap
>You slid your hand from her face, joining the one on her back and tracing gently up and down from her dock all the way to the beginning of her neck
>She whimpered and moaned, her body shivering and squirming from the teasing
>Pinning your shoulders with her forehooves, she assaulted your mouth, her tongue grappling with yours for some sense of dominance
>But the more she tried to assert herself, the more you reminded her who was in charge
>Your hands slipped past her tail, the palms resting on the cutie mark she was so proud of
>Your fingers curled in, slowly taking handfuls of her plush rump
>With a squeeze, you sunk into flesh of her rear, every fingertip pushing deep into her flesh till you felt the tense muscle beneath
>Babs' entire body tenses, her forehooves pressing down harder on your shoulders as you kneed the sensitive muscles beneath her flanks
>You relax your lips to let her tongue in, conceding the battle above to focus on the one below
>Her hips rocked and trembled with every squeeze and fondle of your hands
>She used her weight to press her rear down on your hips, grinding the bubbly cushions into your pants
>You began to feel dampness where her hips dragged on your pants, as if her arousal wasn't obvious enough
>She breaks the kiss, looking down at you with half lidded eyes, he face flushed with lust
>Her forehooves move from your shoulders and attempt to undo your shirt buttons
>You, on the other hand, take a deep breath and bring your hands from her plush bottom to her forehooves, pulling them away
>"Huh? Whut's da mattah? Ain't you...liking dis?"
"It's not that...it's just...well.."
>You look around, the empties, the discarded pizza box, your position on the couch
>You hadn't seen Babs for three years and you were moments from rutting her in the middle of the day in your living room
"Babs you...were really thinking about me all those years?"
>"Y-yeah...what's wrong with...?"
"Nothing its....do you really want this to be how you....ya know, with me? Your first time?"
>She lowers her head and reflexively covers her rear with her tail
>That will never get old
>"Well...no I mean, I didn't really...think this far an'...once ya started kissin' and....it was really nice..."
>You run your hand under her chin and lift her head up
>Her cute green eyes meet yours and you smile warmly
>She does the same, the thoughts of rejection leaving her as quick as they appeared
"Lets not rush this. At least let me take you somewhere. Ya know, on a date?"
>"R-really? You an' me?"
>She rubs the back of her head and chuckles a little nervously
>"I'm...I ain't a candles an' sparklin' wine kinda gal..."
"I know, but you're a movies and ice cream kind. I think we have enough time to catch the evening film and Pinkie Pie keeps the store open late on Fridays"
>Babs beams and gives you another long kiss
>You give her the squeeze you wanted to earlier, a reassuring hug with just enough caressing of her lower back to keep her wanting more
>Oh the heck with it, you grab her butt too
>She jolts in your lap, but quickly socks your arm with her hoof
>"Hey, I thought yous wanted to wait!"
"Just a little reminder what we're going to do later"
>You winked and stuck your tongue out
>She snorted and pushed her hair out of her face
>"You's such a loosah, Anon."