Rocky - Fluttershy & The Game

>Awaken to ringing.
>Roll onto your side and reach at your alarm clock.
>Search around with your eyes closed for the damned thing.
>Your hands bump into metal.
>You lift your hand and dramatically slam the snooze button on the irritating contraption.
>Proceed to actually wake up.
>You get through your morning routine quickly, pick up your bag, and notice the time.
"Fuck, I'm going to be late!"
>You bolt out of the door, hoping you can make it to school in time.
>Sprinting a few blocks almost completely kills your stamina.
>See Fluttershy in the distance.
>Blasted clock must have been ahead of time if she's walking to school right now.
>Catch up to her half-assedly.
"Hey! Flutters!"
>She lets out an adorable "Eep!" and hides behind a nearby bush.
>As you draw nearer, she emerges slowly.
"Oh, um...hello, Anon. Are you okay? You look exhausted."
"I thought I was running late,"
>You explain to her in between breaths what happened as she nods understandingly.
"School doesn't start for a little bit longer, but I get there early so I can talk to the girls."
>You shrug and walk along with her, your thoughts wandering back to the faulty clock.
>She's a little faster than you and your tired legs, but you keep a good pace behind.
>Fuck she's cute. It's no wonder you fancy her.
>You jog up to her and attempt to start up a conversation.
"So, Shy, are you going to the game tonight?"
"I don't know, Anon...I want to go to see Rainbow Dash, but those games always get so...crazy..."
>You sigh in disappointment.
>Not processing the possible consequences, you very awkwardly ask her on a date.
"Well, maybe you could go with me?"
>You were expecting a blush, but her face went absolutely scarlet at this.
"Um...if it's not too much trouble, Anon, that would be nice..."
>She fancies you, too, apparently.
>Not expecting this answer, you frantically search around for some suitable reply.
"Uh...well, I don't exactly have a ride, so you want to just meet up at the front entrance at six?"
>She nods quietly as you arrive at the school.
"I'll see you there, Anon."
>You wave goodbye as you make your way towards your usual corner to await the start of classes.
>Not much goes on, apart from buzz about the impending game.
>First few classes roll by.
>Lunch bell rings as you drowsily look up from your books.
>The school has made what appears to be spaghetti.
>Proceed to sit down in a secluded part of the cafeteria.
>Rarity and Dash have been watching you for a while.
>You wonder what they might be up to.
>Your thoughts are interrupted by them walking over to your table and sitting down next to you.
"Hi, girls."
>You refuse to make eye contact and continue poking at your spaghetti with a fork.
"So you asked Fluttershy out, huh, Anon?"
"Rainbow, that's no way to ask!"
>Rarity sprung up to defend you, but it was clear in her expression that she was just as curious as Rainbow Dash.
"Yeah, I did. It was a kind of impulse. I didn't know what I was saying."
"But you're still planning on going, right?"
>Dash doesn't exactly mind her manners, pushing into you and trying to look you in the eye.
>Rarity just sits there, watching in anticipation.
>You sigh heavily.
"To be honest, I was a little surprised when she said yes. I want to go, but you two know damn well I'm a nervous wreck with this stuff."
"Darling, there's no need to be nervous! Just be yourself and have some fun with her, I get the impression that she likes you anyway,"
>She winked heavily as she said this.
>So Fluttershy does fancy you.
>Called it. You fucking called it.
>But you can't tell if that wink was intended for the "she likes you" or the "have some fun with her".
>Best not to ask, you suppose.
"It would be an asshat move of me to back out now, anyway."
>At this, Rainbow pushed you playfully saying "'Atta boy!"
>You spot the rest of the group eyeing out the cafeteria.
>They spot you.
>And approach you.
>Rarity and Dash move over to make room for them.
>You try your hardest not to turn fifty shades of red as Fluttershy sits down next to you.
>Look down at your food again and eat quietly with Fluttershy as the other five have a lively discussion about sports.
>You catch your name quite a few times in the conversation, but think nothing of it.
>You finish your food before everyone else.
>As she's finishing the last of her veggies, you work up the courage to place your hand softly on Flutters' leg.
>She jumps at first, but then realizes who it is and relaxes.
>As she finishes her meal, she slowly leans over until her head is resting on your shoulder.
>holyshitthisiscuteasfuck
>Will your quickly rising dick to calm down
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>Spend a few more minutes like that, during which you moved your arm around her and gently rubbed up and down her thigh.
>Too soon, lunch is over, and you all dump your trash and head to class.
>Rest of day feels like twelve hours.
>You fucking hate Mondays.
>As soon as school is over, you head home to change into something more presentable.
>Dig through your entire closet attempting to find a suitable outfit.
>Too formal, too casual, too flashy, too dull...
>And, after an all-out excavation of your clothing cave, you settle on jeans, a t-shirt, and a jacket.
>What a waste.
>Proceed to shower and shit once your outfit was chosen.
>Look through your drawers as well, searching for your best set of scents.
>Settle with Playboy aftershave.
"Alright, I guess I'm ready, then. Not a moment too soon, either,"
>You grab your keys, head for the door and open it...
"Fluttershy?! Woah!"
>Fluttershy is revealed, standing there in the cutest damn outfit you've ever seen, looking meekly down at the ground.
"I-I thought I'd meet you here, Anon...so we could walk to the stadium together..."
"No, no! It's fine, really, I'd love to walk with you, I just uh...wasn't expecting you here, looking so...beautiful."
>At this point you're just going with whatever feels right.
>Seems to be working rather well, seeing as she's blushing heavily quite often.
>The two of you walk in silence toward the school, your arm once again finding its way around Fluttershy..
>Upon reaching the zone, you make your way over to the football field, where a large crowd had already assembled.
>Ticket stand. Fuck.
>You fumble around in your pockets, looking for your wallet.
>Shy already took out her five dollars.
>Produce a ten dollar bill from your hindquarters.
"You two together?"
>You nod.
>Fluttershy begins to hand over her money.
>Proceed to draw her hand back.
"It's okay, Shy, I've got you covered."
>You hand over the ten and the booth guy lets you both through.
"Pick a seat, Flutters."
>She leads you by hand around the field to a place where her friends are sitting.
>Twilight stands up to greet you.
"Hey Fluttershy! Hey Anon! We thought you two weren't coming!"
"Wouldn't have missed it when I've got a date like this,"
>You smile at them and put your arm around Fluttershy again.
>Rarity winks at you stealthily.
>Soon after you two sit down, the game begins, and your team pulls off some absolutely insane plays.
>Home is leading by 28 points by half time.
>Fluttershy has been needing to use the bathroom for a while and seizes the moment.
>You get up and follow.
>Into the women's restroom you go.
>Just before she gets to a stall, you grab her and pull her over, locking the door.
>You're not sure if you're the only one who's been waiting all day for this.
>She lets out an adorable squeak as you grab her.
>Boner mounts.
>You slowly lift up her skirt while she struggles against you.
>Never having used your fingers for this before, you jump right in, teasing her labia through her panties with your fingers.
>All the while, the pressure in her bladder is mounting.
>She's already wet, you notice.
>Slowly, gently, you slip your fingers under the sides of her panties and work them down her waist and legs.
>Damp to the touch.
>You caress your way back up her thighs as she lets out a slight moan of pleasure.
>Still struggling. That will change soon.
>Your fingers reach the smooth skin. She keeps herself clean and shaved.
>You slowly slide one finger into the soft folds.
>She lets out a breathy moan, the pleasure beginning to get to her.
>She's beyond sensitive and it doesn't take long for her to submit to the pleasure your fingers are giving her.
>The thought of her being powerless to stop this makes you hard as diamonds.
>You gently slide another finger in, using your free ones to play with her.
>She begins leaning against you, forcing you to put your weight on the wall.
>Her moans are adorable.
>You begin to slowly work your fingers in and out of the folds as you slowly insert one into her quivering, puckered up anus.
>She lets out a sharp but pleasurable gasp as you do this.
>Another lusty moan escapes her lips.
>She begins moving in rhythm with your pumping.
>The whole affair picks up speed quickly.
>Soon, most of her weight is pressing you and your iron boner up against the wall, rubbing against you with each movement.
>With a final, strong thrust, you feel her back arch, body tense, and warm liquids rush over your hand.
>Her body then goes limp.
>You draw your hand away from her hole and bring it up to your mouth.
>She tastes sweet.
>You then move your hand to her mouth so she can taste herself.
>Surprisingly, she laps up her juices greedily, her expression of blissful ecstasy making you even harder.
>Her relaxed body presses against yours.
>Suddenly, her bladder releases.
>It runs down her legs and soaks her panties, as well as part of your legs and shoes.
>This alone is enough to bring you close.
>She regains some strength and reaches down to your pants.
>She unzips your jeans and brings them down slowly, revealing your loose boxers and your more-than-visible boner.
>Lowering your boxers, she looks at your throbbing member, lowering herself onto her hands and knees.
"Wow, Anon, I don't know if I can fit that all in my mouth."
>She opens wide and takes most of your dick into her mouth.
>Trying to push herself to make it up to you, she manages to take some of it into her throat.
>It feels amazing.
>She begins bobbing her head up and down your shaft, giving you some of the best head you've ever experienced.
>It doesn't take long for you to reach your climax, and you release your load down her throat.
>She swallows happily.
>Having the rest of her strength back, she stands.
"Same time next weekend at your house, Anon?"
>You shake your head up and down breathlessly.
"Well, hurry up, Anon, we'll miss the game!"
>She steps out of her panties, tosses them in the garbage, and pulls her skirt up.
>Shy watches as you pull your underwear and jeans up and button them.
>She takes you by the hand and leads you back to your spots.
>Today was a good day.