Equestrian Foal Adventures/Horniness
Her nether regions had been burning with unquenched desire all night. It hadn't been the first night like this, it had been going on for more than a week. The first time she felt like this it was after glimpsing a rather cute little colt in her morning class, a grey pegasus by the name of rumble. Sweetie had imagined him and her being very special someponies. It hadn't been the first time she pretended such things. She was quite fond of picturing herself dating just about every good looking colt in her class at some point. Though usually when she did such fantasies stuck to hanging out, sharing milkshakes, running through the park, maybe getting married and living in a castle, and if she was feeling a little mischievous, kissing them.
In her most recent daydream with Rumble, however, Sweetie had felt extremely mischievous. The kissing, once only an afterthought that she bashfully added on at the end, took center stage in this fantasy. She had imagined her and Rumble kissing all throughout, kissing everywhere around town. She even imagined him and her recreating an especially intense make out scene from a hot new action flick she had seen over the summer. She felt embarrassed just having such thoughts in her head, but not as embarrassed as she was when she discovered the feelings such thoughts gave her.
It started as a tingling pressure in her stomach at first, and then a shameful wetness between her legs. She thought she had peed just a tiny bit the first time it happened. Then she asked her sister about it and a very nervous, very awkward rundown on what those feelings meant. She told her about puberty, and growing up, and how such things were completely natural. Though she also told her not attempt the things she thought in her head in real life, or to touch herself in certain areas. Sweetie never got an answer as to why, and she was left feeling there were still things Rarity had neglected to tell her.
Still very curious, she decided to...