I Watch Your Browser History.

I have been watching your browser history...

 "Oh, I just saw something! It was under that desk!" Star Bright waved her hoof at the screen frantically. After finally figuring out what she was referring to, I informed her it was just part of the environment. I loved that she was really into video games, but she definitely had a lot to learn.

    She sat in my swivel chair and watched me blow demons to pieces for a while longer, but eventually got bored of the repetition. I noticed her looking from the screen to my laptop here and there.

    "You want to play on my laptop some more today?" I paused the game and sat the controller down atop my pillow.

    "More? I haven't played it in a couple of days..." She trailed off in her voice.

    "Now, you can't possibly tell me that. I know you were playing it because of the browser history."

    "Oh. Uhm-" Her head tilted down in, not so much as shame, but of the likes.

    "Yeah. I watch your browser history every time you play. I normally see stuff like car crashes on Youtube or reading about human anatomy, but just recently has been a bit different."

    She merely sat there, a feeling of embarrassment about her aura.

    "I saw what you were looking at, and I can understand being curious and first finding out that the internet is full of porn, but this was a bit more personal. It was personal to me as well, for I saw something in it that may have had meaning, but I may have misinterpreted it." I gazed in her direction, but she refrained from looking up to meet my eyes. I was not mad or disappointed, but more curious about how she felt. I know she was definitely embarrassed now.

    "You looked up some pretty weird stuff, and with a specific search query. If I recall correctly, 'fingering mare, man fingers mare, man masturbates mare, man masturbates pony...' must I go on?"

    She lowered her body down and curled up in the chair. Her face pushed into her light brown fur and covered with her hooves and dark brown mane and tail.

    "It's okay. There is no need to be this way. I just want to know one thing, and one thing only. Now, look me in the eyes."

    Her head peeked up and protruded to show her face. I could see her eyes tearing up.

    I scooted over on my bed to get closer to her. I reached my hand out and rested it upon her shoulder.

    "Is this what you want?" I asked. 

    Her face became dull like she just lost all emotion. But this wasn't the case. I could feel a strong, warm aura radiating from her. Like a questioning but accepting feeling of love and embarrassment.

    She stared at the floor for a while, before she finally looked up to my eyes. A new sense came from her. Something of a different feeling.

    "It... it is what I want..." She mumbled in her voice.

    "What did you say?"

    "Yes. It is what I want." She sat up. She took upon her feeling and seems to finally be facing it, or as I observed.

    She stood up on the chair and stepped off of it over to my bed. She then sat facing me, her head down in shyness. I put my hand onto the side of her face, where I caressed it for seconds before pushing my fingers through her mane and down her neck. She was definitely tense, since this was the first time this kind of interaction between the two of us had ever happened.

    My hand maneuvered over her shoulder blade and down the bumps of her spine, slowly making its way to her haunch. My fingers sprawled out firmly over her cutie mark, and slid under her butt. I obtained a balanced hold of her and lifted her into my lap, her legs hung past my sides and her personal area sitting atop my own, only prevented from touching by my clothes. She wrapped her hooves over my shoulders and rested her head just under my chin, against my neck. My one hand pressed against her back and brushed back and forth through her fur in a comforting fashion, and my other was going to a place it had never been before.

    The tips of my fingers recognized the slick wetness that had accumulated in almost ungodly amounts as they came closer. She was most likely super horny from not having adequate contact, which I could tell by her vulva flicking against my jeans. The rest of my fingers curved around the crest of her butt and finally prsssed against the slippery surface of her leathery skinned vagina. It was soft and hot to the touch. I squeezed against her lips tightly with my fingers and a light whimper escaped from her mouth. I rubbed up and down across the lips of her genitalia, occasionally being poked by the little bump at the base. But it was enough with the foreplay, she was practically bursting at the seams with wet.

    I prodded the opening with my index finger before sliding it in slowly. My middle and ring fingers came next, followed by an uttering and hard breathing from her. Her chest heaved against my own. The muscles of her vagina pulsed slightly from the excitement, almost creating a wave-like feeling over my digits.

    I moved on and began to slide the three of my fingers in and out, but not fast. I started slow, and got a bit deeper and a bit faster over time. I felt her begin to do something unexpected. Her hips began to thrust against my belly in rhythm with my fingers. Not only did she thrust, she also gyrated her legs.

    She humped against my front as I increased the speed that I masturbated her. Her vulva flicked furiously and she was spurting out from the pleasure. The warmth soaked my crotch and seeped past myself to my bed. She humped faster and faster, and before long all I could do was hold my hand still as she slammed her vagina onto my hand and fingers.

    Her breathing quickened and she tilted her head back, eyes closed and mouth open. I began to feel a quivering in her muscles. She slowed down, but got much harder. Her legs tightened around me, and she pulled herself tightly against me. Her vagina muscles contracted tighter and tighter to the point it felt like a vice grip. She arched her back and with a sudden push down her body shook and her genitals quaked. Viscous fluid poured out in copious quantities, soaking me and my bed. I didn't want my bed drenched, so I laid back and pulled her up my torso so that she would cum on my belly and jacket. I caught a glimpse of the milky white fluid as it dripped down my sides and pants.

    We laid there, her body on top of mine. She panted with her head against my chest, and every so often having a small convulsion...