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>>157410
He. Makes. Her. His

He has a bit of stamina left in him still, and with his upper body close to her barrel, holding her, he grabs onto each hoof, and presses onto her, so that he is both holding her hooves but also pinning her to the bed. His rump is raised higher, pulling out, thrusting in, then out and thrusting back again. He isn't going as fast as he was back in the office, but without so much of his love in her he's actually rougher on her than before. He flares inside of her, and Amber can feel the power of his hind legs as he forces himself inside of her, and forces her vaginal walls aside whatever she may thrust at him. He snorts, makes a small whinny, and looks ahead to Amber's apartment wall as he breeds her into submission.

>>157411
Amber continues moaning heavily as she rides out her orgasm, extended not just by the raw carnal pleasure of being rutted but also by his intimate proximity and his hoof-holding. His roughness is once again eased by her secretions, making it easier for him plow her again and again with his widening flare. She has a tough little body, but in this arrangement he is dominating her, and she is perfectly happy with that. Her lower body twists about, though he stays inside her, as she's practically overstimulated by her sensitive marehood being rammed so vigorously and given no time to rest.

>>157412
He makes, one, two, three thrusts where he places his body as close to her as possible so as to go as deep as possible. He snorts, and then snorts again in repeated thrusts, rubbing both his flare and medial ring along Amber's insides, and moving her apart irrespective of her own attempts to control her insides.

Finally, Amber can feel one, two, three, four spurts of liquid in half as many thrusts, and Mustard decides simply to remain still while standing over her, head level and facing the wall. Then he bends his knees, and lays down on the little filly. After a few seconds, he says
"Like that."

>>157413
The little filly squeals again, quieter this time, as he makes his hardest final thrusts. She can feel his well-used testicles hit her hard and his virile shaft twitch inside of her, before finally giving her his fertile seed. Afterwards her vagina does the obligatory squeeze to retrieve more of his sperm, though she is weaker than he is used to. Her head is still thrown back, tongue lolling out, when he decides to lay on her. With the pressure of his body and the new warmth she weakly raises her head, gasping and snorting in fatigue.

"Heh…huh…but we did it before. Am…whew…I going to have a foal?"

Goodnight and happy New Year!

>>157414
Mustard Trim moves down, and bites Amber's ear, and then nibbles on it a little less intensely. He licks the fur on the side of Amber's face, and nuzzles the side of her head and neck. It takes him a while to respond.

"When you are in heat - in your cycle - and I do that to you, then you may have a foal." He answers. Then he starts to knock Amber's muzzle aside with his own.

Happy New Year

>>157415
She winces with the bite but giggles along with his other ministrations. Her face feels very warm. She giggles a little harder and bats back his snout playfully with hers.

>>157421
He opens his eyes, looks at her, and repeatedly moves his muzzle around hers. He eventually starts pushing on her muzzle, with the intent of pushing her all the way to the bedside on the left

>>157422
She looks back at him and scoots back until she's at the edge of the bed.

>>157424
Okay, I thought he was trying to push her
With a playful snort she lets him push her muzzle until her head finally falls down on its right side.

>>157425
He has himself lowered with bended knees so that he lightly lays on the little filly, completely pinning her to the bed. He gives a few thrusts into her, and he gently nuzzled the side of her head abd muzzle.

>>157426
She giggles as she is sprawled below him, his little plaything. As he pulls out she grabs him a little harder, feeling the liquid ooze around him.

"You are the best, Mustard."

>>157427
"Hehe"
He moves his nose down and does a very rapid, rough nuzzle. He makes a couple more, very slow thrusts

"You're a silly little filly. And a filled filly."

>>157428
She sighs pleasurably as he pushes back into her.

"Filled with your love. And soon with your foals."

>>157429
He continues a series of small thrusts, now at a consistent pace. He is less firm inside of her now than he generally is, and there is no way his current pace could bring him to orgasm. But he keeps up the stimulation. He's moved his muzzle further away from her head, giving Amber more freedom to move hers. He looks down at her with loving eyes

"You have a couple months to decide. It's only been a few days. But I like these few days. These are the best days I've had since I've been in Baltimare."/

>>157430
She breathes in and out as he thrusts, enjoying this encore of pleasure. She looks back up and nuzzles his nose lovingly.

"Mmm, I've never felt this good. But the best part is making you happy. I'm glad to do this for you."

>>157431
Mustard Trim stands up on his hind legs and then his forelegs, standing over Amber. As he does so, he pulls himself out, but presses back in in new longer, harder, faster paced thrusts.

He moves his muzzle to start nuzzling her even more, moving his muzzle around every side of her muzzle, and pressing into her nose.

"You make me very happy. I am falling in love with you, Amber." He grunts

>>157432
"Oooh~" she moans. "Yes…" is all she can think of saying. Her face is thoroughly covered with his attention just as he rams deep into her. Amber has felt incomplete up to now, but the warmth she now feels is not just his intimate contact. In love, they are truly blessed by Princess Cadenza.

>>157433
Mustard's expression turns to something a bit other than love. He stares at her and presses his teeth down. He stands away from her, and thrusts in with fast paced humps that are at least as strong, if not stronger than anything he attempted in the backroom, or at his home. The bed begins to rock, and he presses with enough force to press the little filly forward

>>157434
She moans loudly, the pleasure of his animalistic fervor consuming her thoughts. If she were of slighter frame, or indeed not an earth pony, it might be too much, but she is able to bear it. She shakes independently of the bed as she is pushed forward, her tender, wet vagina heavily stimulated by his powerful movements. Already, and for the third time this evening, she is nearing her peak.

>>157435
Mustard Trim is not. If this were his first time, and if Amber were not already filled, he would never have dared to go so hard for so long. But it isn't and she is, and so he thrusts violently into her. He moves his hind legs like he is pacing. His testicles slap audibly, the bed creaks, and Amber bounces back, and is slowly pushed to the wall.

He snorts, and looks just behind Amber, unable to look at her.

>>157436
Amber is pushed back steadily during this rough union, though she doesn't seem to take notice of that fact. The texture of him shoved into her, the sounds of their intercourse, the warmth of Mustard just above her–this is heaven. She squirms from side to side, though he stays within her.

Eventually, her moans turn into pleasured squeals, and these squeals reach a crescendo as she finds a vigorous orgasm. Even as he continues to ram her violently, a small amount of marecum squirts out and her wet, slippery walls futilely try to grab onto him, only intensifying the sensations she feels. Her eyes roll back and her tongue lolls out, though her neck is bent up against the wall.

>>157437
Amber's head is tapped against the wall ever so slightly as leans back. and the bumps become slightly worse each time as he slowly pushes her back into the wall. The colt starts to flare only just now, and her vagine nearly gapes open from the action of his medial ring. He thrusts faster, harder, almost entirely pulling himself out of her on each thrust. A small amount of liquid does drip out after some minutes.

At one point, he pulls all the way out of her, and his penis falls down, rubbing across her bone, and finds itself at her anus. For a moment she may fear that the colt will indifferently thrust inwards with violence, but he aborts the thrust, pulls himself up, and back inside of her, continuing his fast and hard thrusts

>>157438
"Oh, oh oh!" It's not very pleasant to be bumped against the wall, but being backed up like this, almost pinned, is oddly erotic. The different sensations that she experiences: his medial ring pushing her labia wider open, his flare deep inside of her, his rough pushes against her, all compound to an ecstatic bliss. Now she is halfway-sitting up, her upper back curved against the wall, the colt pounding her all she can focus on.

>>157439
He breathes heavily, he moves his legs to the side for support. He is breathing heavily, and now he looks down at her belly, and lower to her teats. He presses in, plapping his testicles, and flaring inside of her. After several minutes, she feels him twitch inside of her, and he pauses, presses into her, turns his head to her eyes with eyes that are unable to focus on anything at all. He breathes out in pants. A small amount of liquid, only a fraction of what filled her back at work, leaves him for her.

>>157440
"Oooh…"

Amber moans as Mustard finally ejaculates inside of her. She grabs him with both pairs of hooves, her forehooves on his back and her hind hooves on his rump, and holds him close against her. She rubs cheeks against him and nuzzles his neck, breathing as if she galloped a mile.

>>157442
"Hehehe" He giggles, then breathes hard. He pulls out of her, and then lowers himself enough for the filly to hug her.

>>157443
She rubs his back, still breathing heavily. She can feel his wet member down between her thighs. "I love you so much…" she gasps.

>>157444
He now moves, and falls over to her side, laying on his side, looking over at her. He is still breathing heavily

>>157445
She lets him lie on one of her hind legs while the other embraces him from above. Her eyes sparkle with affection as she goes in for a kiss on the lips.

>>157446
"Hehe, you still want more?" He has an almost embarrassed smile.

>>157447
With labored breaths, she asks, "Do you?"

>>157448
“Not right now, Amber” he replies with a toothy grin, and his forelegs retracted up to his chest, so that his knees and ankles are folded up near his chest

>>157449
"I think I've had enough, too," she says with a tired giggle. "But…how is your stick supposed to give me foals?"

>>157450
“Amber are you being serious?”

>>157451
She nods, her smile gone. "I don't know how any of this works."

>>157452
He places his hoof over her mane, and pets her hair reassuringly. But his smile leaves, and his eyes express concern, almost fear.

"Amber, I know you said your parents told you not to let anypony touch you while you're here, but... can you tell me everything you do know about sex? What they've told you and what you've found out? Before me, I mean. What you knew before me."

>>157453
“Uh…I know there are two sexes, male and female." She pauses uncertainly. "I know when ponies marry or are going to marry, they kiss and that shows they love each other. I didn't know about this, though."

>>157454
He blinks,
"But you really didn't know... anything? Not even how pregnancy happens?"

>>157455
She folds her ears back. "Um, no?"

>>157456
His ears are folded back on his own. His eyes are very wide, and his lips are sealed, turned slightly down in a frown.

"I'm sorry Amber I thought you knew. You've been telling me that your parents did not tell you much, but I thought you knew at least... What it was. Or where foals come from."

He sits upright, and leans against the wall. He takes Amber's blanket (or pillow) and places it over his lap. He taps his hooves together.

"So, um, um, um, when mares and stallions reproduce, uh, make foals, the stallion places his penis.... into the vagina of a mare. Preferably a willing mare. And if the mare is fertile at that time, and if the stallion ejaculates into the mare... well, stallions produce something called semen in their testicles. And then in ejaculation that travels into the mare and into her womb, where it can fertilize an egg in the mare's womb that grows into a foal. Now, mares will only be fertile during the period of their heat. They are not fertile otherwise. But when they are ejaculated into during their heat, that produces a foal. Or can, I guess it's more complicated than that. Anyways... so stallions lust after mares wanting to have sex with them, and mares sometimes feel the same."

He licks around his lips, and talks at Amber, unable to make eye contact:

"Now, uh... I guess I'll give you the speech my mom gives my sister at dinner. Little fillies like you, uh... so well... Mares get pregnant, Stallions do not. Mares have to raise foals, stallions do not. Stallions can just leave unless somepony forces them to stay, while a mare has to take care of a foal and herself and make money to do it, and she'll be less attractive for marriage to a different stallion, because stallions don't necessarily like to raise someone else's foal. I mean, some do, but it's a bad situation to be in as a mare. So stallions can go around and have sex with a bunch of mares and have fun and not care. But mares have to care because it can be very costly for them. And then there are other problems, like jealous as ponies can fight over sexual partners, or emotions, because sex is extremely emotional and can cause you to fall in love with somepony who you never should have fallen in love with. Somepony who is going to hurt you. So this can be very bad.

So um, many stallions will go out and look for mares to have sex with just because it's fun and romance is fun and the challenge is fun. These stallions don't care about the mares, because they don't have to. Now, probably not every colt or stallion is like that, but any of them could be, and um" he licks his lips again "any of them could be, so it's safest just to assume all of them are and only have sex when they propose marriage to you, or better, when they are actually married, that way if they try to leave you and your foal you can get the government to help you pull them back.

And uh, do I need to talk about marriage? I guess I need to. Uh, if a mare has sex with another stallion during the marriage, or after betrothal, that is going to hurt the stallion very, very much, and he will divorce you, and the government will not make him pay support to you. If he has sex with another mare, and you do not trust him, you can divorce him and the government will make him pay money to support you.

And uh... uh... you need to, you need to be very careful to look out for stallions who will take advantage of you for sex, because they will say things to you and take advantage of your naivete, and uh, Amber can I have some water please?"

>>157457
She looks confused by his speech, large parts of which he undoubtedly learned from school. When he finally finishes, she is only brimming with questions that she asks while staring at him.

"So that's what it's called. And the…stuff you put in me is called 'semen.' But what about what came out of me? And what are 'testicles'?"

"And I know I don't have eggs in me, at least I shouldn't. We're not chickens."

And a more difficult question: "Also, why did you want to do this…have 'sex' with me when we're not married, if we're not supposed to do that? I don't think you're one of those stallions."

She hops off the bed and very stiffly walks over to her water canteen, which she retrieves and brings back to Mustard.

>>157458
To the first question
"Yes, uh, uh, that's semen. I thought you were making fun of me when you said I 'wet myself'. I did not realize you did not know. I think the uh, vaginal secretions are for lubricant, or to help the sperm travel, or something. Testicles are the round body parts that hang from below a stallion's rump." He does not move the blanket to show Amber

To the second question:
"No no. I learned about this in biology. The young foal develops inside of your body from a fertilized egg, rather than outside like in a chicken or dragon."

To the third question
"..." he makes a squeaking sound, opens his mouth to say something, licks his mouth, and then takes the canteen and starts drinking. "Thanks Amber" he says. Finally he answers addresses her question:
"I'm sorry Amber, I thought you knew. I wasn't trying to take advantage of you. I'm sorry."

>>157459
She stares at him like a filly who just got told the first time about where foals come from. "Are you sure foals aren't delivered on a cloud made by a rainbow?"

"A-and it's okay, no harm done."

>>157460
He smiles a little - and he clearly needs it - at Amber's question.

"I'm sure. They are made inside the wombs of mares."

>>157463
He remarks
"Though there is that old rumor that rainbows are made of foals, but that's just a story colts tell to spook each other."

"Uh, it's what makes the mare get pregnant. And... Yes."

>>157464
The amber filly looks down between her legs. Hard to believe that's what would happen, and it probably wouldn't be too pleasant.

She pulls one of hind legs up and upright and lightly taps a small fleshy nub at the edge of her vulva, her clitoris. "Do you know what this does?"

>>157465
He does look over

"No." He answers

>>157466
"Me neither, but it does feel really sensitive."

She scoots over to him so she's sitting upright next to him, and lays her head on his shoulder while giving him a gentle hug. "Thank you for explaining all that to me. Hehe…I guess we ponies are weird," she says.