Sexty Minute Pony Stories
This is the compilation for prompt #86, which ran from Monday, May 13th through Thursday, May 16th, 2013. We received four stories about movies and sex.
The Prompt: It’s just us together on our special movie night.
“Kinda Magical” by Shivered Timbers
Bright lights snuggled up next to me and I nuzzled the other stallion’s ivory mane as the projector fired up. Normally when we found ourselves in my private little theatre we were surrounded by all our closest friends and dressed to the nines in a pair of the latest suits to come off of the line at Canterlot’s bustling fashion circuit, but tonight we were alone and deliciously nude. Our choice of viewing demanded it.
The screen flashed before us and after a few disclaimers an image appeared. Two mares on a beach eyed each other lovingly. One of them turned around and flung up her tail playfully. Displaying her dripping marehood to the audience. The other closed in and slid her tongue between the first mare’s cheeks, running from the bottom of her slit all the way up to her clean, puckered anus.
Lights raised an eyebrow. “Lesbians, Broadway?”
I shrugged. “We are both bisexuals. I thought perhaps it would be interesting to see how the other half lives. Besides…” I gestured between his legs where the pink tip of his beautiful penis was beginning to peek out from his sheath. “It seems to have struck a chord with you.”
Lights smiled that beautiful, perfect smile that had won me so long ago. “Are you sure it’s not just from looking at you?”
I blushed. “My dear, flattery will get you everywhere.”
Even in black and white the palace hall projected onto the screen looks grand and imposing, with tall, ornate columns rising up to meet a high ceiling decorated with intricate floral patterns. In a flash of light the leading mare teleports onto the stage, and the camera is low, looking up at her and emphasizing her strong legs and regal pose.
“Oh my, that’s Spotlight Star,” Rarity said. “I love her work. She’s quite beautiful.”
Twilight grinned. She’d known Rarity would say that when she picked out the movie.
“You mean she’s super hot!” Pinkie said, wiggling against the library floor next to Rarity. On the screen, a slender earth pony stallion with a flowing mane entered the frame and Pinkie grunted. “Ooh, and he’s super pretty.”
Rainbow snorted next to Twilight and looked over at Pinkie. “You think everypony’s hot.”
“I do!” Pinkie replied.
Applejack looked over and shushed everypony, and next to her Fluttershy smiled. Twilight looked back at the screen, and she knew they’d missed some banter, because the pair looked at each other with lowered eyelids and Spotlight’s character gave him a nip on the flank as she walked past him. Rarity let out a sharp breath at the sight and all of them were silent for a moment.
The scene changed to a shot of Cloudsdale, and a squadron of pegasi flew in towards the city. Rainbow scooted forward and Twilight could feel her grin without seeing it, imagining that adorable excited face she only wore in the dark when she thought nopony could see. Rainbow’s wings twitched, brushing against her own so gently it made her shiver.
Carrot Cake sat on his bed, his back resting against the headboard. Sugarcube Corner was always quiet and peaceful at this time of night. He’d heard a brief snore from Pinkie Pie when he was walking to his room, but ever since then, there was nothing but silence. She was just down the hall, likely sound asleep in the same room where the twins slumbered in their cribs.
He was jealous of all of them.
As he sat deep in thought, his hand idly stroked the blanket next to him. He wished that instead of the soft sheets, he was caressing Cup Cake’s beautiful body, tickling her with a feather touch. She’d squirm or shiver, then look up at him with those intense bedroom eyes of hers. Their sleep would be delayed for a while until after they’d amply expressed their love for one another in a very special way (or perhaps several, depending on their energy levels).
How long has she been gone? Carrot counted the days in his head. Four days. Four days and I already miss her this much. He sighed. It’s going to be a long two months.
He knew it couldn’t be helped. Cup’s mother was scheduled for a rather delicate surgery, and Cup, being the only child to a widowed mare, needed to be there for her in lieu of hiring somepony for an absurd amount of bits. Their shop, however, could not operate with just Pinkie Pie at the helm, and so Carrot was forced to stay behind. This temporary separation was what they needed to do to satisfy both family and business obligations.
Twilight giggled her way through the darkened theater, wings rustling as she tried again and again to unsuccessfully hush Rainbow Dash. Excitement stirred like lightning beneath her skin, and it was all she could do to keep herself from bursting out in boisterous laughter. They had compromised on their plan by agreeing to keep to the back rows, in a corner as far from other moviegoers as they could. As they picked their way through the velvet-covered retracting seats and their eyes adjusted to the darkness, she was pleased to see that there were only a few other patrons in the theater.
Good, she thought. It wouldn’t be nearly as much fun if they’d been all alone.
“Over here, over here!” Rainbow hissed, nipping at her dock. Twilight had to bite down on her own hoof to keep from squealing as she plunked her rump down on the seat next to her marefriend. Their giggles quieted as they settled in, wings wrapping around one another.
They had come in time for the previews, she noticed as she looked up at the screen. The current one appeared to be advertising a family-friendly romp featuring cartoonish griffins singing about food.
“What movie did you pick, anyway?” she asked, voice hushed. She could feel Rainbow shrug next to her.
“Who cares?” The eye rolling was audible. “It’s not like we’re gonna watch it or anything.”
Twilight snickered, biting her lower lip. “Once the movie starts, so do we.”
Rainbow leaned in close and whispered into her ear. “You got it, Princess.”
“Oh Rarity! Please! I want you!”
“Oh really? Do you?”
“Yes! Yes! Please!”
“How much do you want me?”
“More than I can say!”
“Oh my. Well that’s unfortunate. I’d very much like to know, you see.”
“Please, Rarity! I’ll do anything!”
“Anything?”
“Yes!”
“Very well. Then show me how much you want it.”
The prompt: Getting what you want feels even better when you worked hard to earn it.
This is a 60-minute writing prompt. Take as long as you like to think and plan, but once you start writing, your goal is to finish the story within 60 minutes. Submissions will be accepted until the prompt ends on Sunday, May 19th at 11:59PM Pacific, 2:59AM Eastern, and 6:59AM GMT. Make sure you read our rules as well as our post on consent before you start writing. If you don’t have a Tumblr account, please submit your story to us by emailing to sextyminuteponies@gmail.com.
Show’s over! Thanks for writing, everyone, and come back tomorrow afternoon to see what we got!
This is the compilation for prompt #85, which ran from Friday, May 10th through Sunday, May 12th, 2013. We received one story about earth ponies and sex.
The Prompt: There’s something special about earth ponies in the bedroom.
Cookbooks… cookbooks…
Twilight tried not to grumble as she looked over each book on the shelf. Spike had worked hard cleaning up the books she’d been reading, and a growing young dragon needed his sleep. And Applejack had every right to come into the library and ask for a book. She wouldn’t turn away a friend just because it was past closing, and it wasn’t as though she were going to sleep anytime soon. But that convergence of somepony needing a book and Spike not being there to find it always put her in a mood.
She looked back at Applejack and tried to smile enough to hide her blush. She knew that if she’d gone to the farm and asked for an apple she’d get one, and she didn’t like making Applejack wait.
“So why do you need a cookbook?” Twilight asked. “I mean, your cooking’s always seemed great to me.”
Applejack chuckled and shook her head almost like she were disappointed. “I made an apple pie last night for the family, and Apple Bloom made this face at me like I’d put a plate of mud in front of her. Told me she was tired of it. Tired of apple pie! You ever heard of anypony bein’ tired of apple pie?”
“Dang this movie’s boring.”
“Come now, Applejack. You didn’t hear me complaining during your… western.”
“When’re they gonna make out?”
“It’s not that kind of movie, darling.”
“You wanna make it that kinda movie?”
“Oh my! Applejack! What’s gotten into you?”
“It’s dark and you’re here and I’m bored. What do you think?”
“Well. Maybe we could have an intermission…”
The prompt: It’s just us together on our special movie night
This is a 60-minute writing prompt. Take as long as you like to think and plan, but once you start writing, your goal is to finish the story within 60 minutes. Submissions will be accepted until the prompt ends on Thursday, May 16th at 11:59PM Pacific, 2:59AM Eastern, and 7:59AM GMT. Make sure you read our rules as well as our post on consent before you start writing. If you don’t have a Tumblr account, please submit your story to us by emailing to sextyminuteponies@gmail.com.
That’s all for our erotic earth pony stories! Thanks to all who wrote, and come back tomorrow to see what we got.
This is the compilation for Prompt #84, which ran from Monday, May 6th through Thursday, May 9th 2013. We received two stories about Rainbow Dash exploring her sexuality.
The Prompt: Rainbow Dash always wants to try something new.
It stinks.
Stinks like sex.
Rainbow Dash rolls over, stretching and finally catching her breath. It’s an awesome kind of stink - thick and strong and humid, like sinking through a summer storm cloud.
But this isn’t a cloud, she grumbles silently.
No, it isn’t. It’s just a dumb earth pony bed.
So lame.
“Ohhhhhhhh, Dashie!” Pinkie Pie says, oozing the words out in a satisfied moan.
Rainbow Dash glances over at her - she’s curled up next to Dash on the bed. Well, not next-next to her, not like right next to her, like they’re cuddling or something stupid like that. Pinkie is curled up in a ball a small distance away from Dash, hugging her legs against her body and rocking back and forth.
Dash stares at her, watching her bright blue eyes stare at nothing. They’re just staring, kind of dazed, almost unfocused.
Twilight floated the book over and flipped through it, double checking and triple checking the spell.
“C’mon Twilight!” Rainbow called out from the bed. She had her haunches spread, her dripping vagina winked up at her lover, showing her desperate arousal.
They had tried magic in the bedroom countless times, when you had a lover like Twilight who was magically talented before she ascended to royalty it was more than expected. They had tried aphrodisiac spells, sensory enhancement spells and about a thousand different types of vibration, but this was something else entirely.
Twilight looked down, uncertain. “Rainbow are you sure… I mean, I know we talked about trying this a lot, but I don’t want you to think that just because I want something that you have to…”
Rainbow groaned and laid her head back into the pillows. “Twilight, I love you to death, but seriously? This is possibly the hottest spell you’ve ever come up with. I want to do this!” Her expression softened. “You know… with you.”
Twilight smiled. She set the book down, (carefully bookmarked) and leaned over the side of the bed to give Rainbow a kiss. The two mare’s eyes closed, their manes intertwined on the sheets and for a moment there seemed to be no one else in the world but them.
Twilight pulled back with a naughty little smirk on her face. “Okay then, let’s get started.”
“Hey. Hey Twilight.”
“Yeah, Pinkie?”
“Okay, I know this is gonna sound super crazy.”
“That’s never stopped you before.”
“Hee! Anyway, I was just lookin’ at your beautiful butt.”
“Oh yeah?”
“And I started getting horny.”
“Wow. Again?”
“Yeah. So you wanna?”
“…Again? Really?”
The prompt: There’s something special about earth ponies in the bedroom.
This is a 60-minute writing prompt. Take as long as you like to think and plan, but once you start writing, your goal is to finish the story within 60 minutes. Submissions will be accepted until the prompt ends on Sunday, May 12th at 11:59PM Pacific, 2:59AM Eastern, and 7:59AM GMT. Make sure you read our rules as well as our post on consent before you start writing. If you don’t have a Tumblr account, please submit your story to us by emailing to sextyminuteponies@gmail.com.
