A Very Filly Christmas - Chapter One -
Katelyn is a young Anthropomorphic Palomino Filly, having been saving herself until she felt she was ready; and rememebering her own mother telling her stories of how she had fallen with foal, when she was only young - such stories making Katelyn all the more determined to wait...when her human boyfriend gives her a beautiful (and no doubt expensive!) pendant from Christmas, Katelyn decides to honor his faith and chastity, for he has waited five years for Katelyn - and she promises to give him a gift he shall never forget....
A Very Filly Christmas... © Cederwyn Whitefurr 18th February, 2012 All Rights Reserved.
Katelyn loved Christmas; her fondest memories were of the gaily decorated tree, the warmth of the crackling fireplace, the cedar timber burning away merrily, and the friends and family. It was a magical time for the young Filly, and her golden coloured coat shone with a lustre that almost blinded others. Her ash grey mane and tail was plaited and groomed, kept immaculate and for the visit to her boyfriends house tonight - she had chosen a Christmas themed short dress, with faux-fur around the collar, which ended just above her breasts; showing her cleavage off to good effect, and the hemline about mid-way down her coltish thighs.
Her father had chastised the young filly about her appropriate dressing; yet Katelyn had merely blushed and snorted at him, before shaking her head. Her father knew this filly was growing into a strong, wilful young lady - and with only half-hearted arguments, he merely shrugged - conceding to Katelyn's wishes. Katelyn kissed her father on the cheek, eliciting a snicker from him, then she kissed her mother as well, before snatching the tasselled Christmas hat off the coat rack and heading for the door.
"You'll freeze before you reach the pavement - " Her father snorted good naturedly.
Katelyn paused, then looked back over her shoulder, pulling the hat over her head and delicately poking her slender ears through the holes at the sides.
"Then you'll have to come rescue me - " Katelyn snickered, then with a swish of her tail, she disappeared out the door.
"I swear - that damn filly will be the death of me - " Katelyn's father moaned, his ears flattening.
"Yes dear," Katelyn's mother chuckled, then passed a brandy-laced eggnog too him. "Well, the foal isn't home and..."
Katelyn's father snorted, then his ears flicked as he stared at his wife. She smiled, then began teasingly untying the threaded laces of her gown, before turning and flicking her dark tail teasingly across her husbands face....
*
Katelyn wished she had brought a heavy jacket, as the snow drifted down around and upon her, even through her thick natural winter coat - she felt the icy winds when they blew, flickering fine particles of snow at her, and the chilling wind cutting through fur and flesh; almost chilling the bone itself. With caution, she walked down the pavement, mindful of black ice on the salted pathway. Having hooves had its advantages, Katelyn admitted to herself, as she tilted her head back and playfully caught a few flecks of snow on her tongue. Although, when the winter set in with its freezing chill - hooves were not so much of an advantage. They skidded easily on the black ice, and more than once Katelyn had taken a nasty tumble through a misstep or outright carelessness. Having learned painful lessons, Katelyn now moved quickly, her body shivering under the growing cold - but she was mindful of exactly where she put her hooves.
After walking for nearly thirty-minutes, exchanging polite Christmas wishes with others who were walking the streets, Katelyn paused at the path that led to her boyfriends house, and she nervously nibbled the white tassel on her cap, before she smiled shyly and began walking towards the front door. She got about six feet, before she uttered a piercing squeal of equine fear, feeling her hooves skidding from under her. Flailing her arms, Katelyn shrieked and toppled, landing on her rump in a thick snow bank that had been shovelled to one side; the snow cushioning her fall, but leaving her most discomforted and her left leg almost flat against the cold ground, the right leg slight cocked. With a moan, she felt her left ankle twinge painfully. She hadn't broken it, fortunately, but at the least, given it quite a sprain.
As Katelyn buried her paws almost to the elbows in the freezing snow and tried to push herself upright, the door opened and her boyfriend appeared, standing in the archway and stared at the discomforted Katelyn, who snorted and stared back - then moaned and closed her legs, pressing the knees together as she realised from this angle, her boyfriend could see up under the white furred hem of her skirt.
"My...Christmas has come early - " He moaned softly.
"You wish - " Katelyn snorted, then began struggling to pull herself upright. "You going to stare - or help me?"
"Mmm - it was such a pretty view too - " He muttered, as he zipped up his heavy parka and cautiously walked down the salted pathway, and clasped Katelyn's paws in his hands.
"One, two...two and a half - " He teased her playfully, before pulling her upright and looking over her dress with appreciation.
"Stop that - " Katelyn snorted, then giggled and brushed the wet slush off her rump and dress.
"Stop what little foal - " He smiled, then pulled her close and pressed his lips to hers, feeling her warm breath coming through her nostrils, as he kissed her, then teasingly slipped his hands around her waist, sliding them under her dress.
Katelyn twitched and pushed back from him, then playfully slapped his chest with a paw.
"Stop THAT too - " She warned him, then gave him a sweet, innocent smile.
"Awww - but you're such a quiet, cute little horse - I just want ride you all night...." He grinned mischievously, then gasped as Katelyn grasped the firming object at the front of his jeans.
"My my..." Katelyn winked, then brushed past him, her hips swaying as she went inside, leaving him standing in the cold and snow - wondering what to make of her.
*
Katelyn stood five feet eight inches tall, with the characteristic palomino markings of golden fur and an ash grey colour to her human-like hair that hung down in loose bangs over her eyes, her mane was short - as was common for the anthropomorphic equines, and her beautiful silk-like tail was cut purposefully short, ending at her ankles. Her muzzle was a little on the short side for an equine, but this wasn't that noticeable; as many saw the widely spaced nostrils and the fine whiskers and velvety fur of the chin and lips, the look distinctly one of equine ancestry - and as such, they appreciated her fine physique - more than one male had been momentarily distracted by her beautiful appearance - but true to her word, Katelyn was still a virgin - saving herself for when she herself, felt ready. Katelyn's parents had ridden her tail over being chaste and all that - she had lost count of how many times her mother had harped on about it - Katelyn knew her own body well, and even though amongst her people, a filly reached breeding age at six years old - and some had borne offspring at age eight - Katelyn felt she was far too young at that age, and way too emotionally immature. Katelyn's own mother had borne Katelyn when she was only ten years old - fourteen in humans way of counting time - and she had never wanted a foal so young...but Katelyn's father had done the honourable thing, and they had been married - and still were, all these years later...
Katelyn waited patiently as her boyfriend entered, stamping the snow off his boots then unzipping his parka. He was, as far as Katelyn was concerned, quite handsome for a human. He stood six feet two inches tall, was athletic, with dark brown hair and eyes that just made Katelyn turn weak at the knees - he was well muscled, but not some muscle-bound jock like some she knew from high school - and above all, he had a sensitive, thoughtful and understanding nature, that had won the shy young filly's heart, five years ago. He shed his parka and hung it on the coat rack just inside the door, then blushed, before gesturing for Katelyn to take a seat.
She did so, settling herself comfortably and glancing shyly at him. He coughed delicately into a hand and hurried out to the kitchen, soon returning with two glasses of warm eggnog and a straw for Katelyn.
"You remembered this time!" She giggled, as she plucked the straw from the tray and used it to stir her drink.
"Of course I remembered - " He retorted, then laughed. "I've seen you try to drink without a straw..."
Katelyn snorted at him her ears flicking forwards. "Hey, you try drinking from a human-made glass, when you're an anthropomorphic creature..."
"Would the pony like a bowl instead?" He playfully teased her.
"Would you like an angry and upset pony to 're-educate' you, on why you shouldn't tease them?"
He winced and shivered, getting her veiled threat, sure it was couched in a playful banter, but the very real warning was there. Katelyn was, and could, fully capable of defending herself with her hooves - and she was a lot stronger than people thought she was.
"Touche my love - " He smiled wanly.
Katelyn sipped her eggnog, then winced and flattened her ears in disgust. "What did you put in this - battery acid?"
"Only for flavour my love - " He snickered, then sipped his own and gagged. "Gods...this...oh honey, I'm so sorry - I didn't realise this was the one for my parents...they...they spice theirs up a bit and..."
Katelyn took another sip, feeling the strong alcohol burning its way down her throat, and she uttered a feeble gasp. Sure, she had the occasional alcoholic drink with her parents each Christmas - but this - this was like pure alcohol. She could not place the scent or the taste, not being very familiar with alcoholic beverages and she politely set it back on the tray and shuddered. Sure, it had a sweet taste to it, but already, after just a few sips, Katelyn could feel the alcohol laying unsettled in her stomach and she knew better than to risk any more.
"So...what did you get me for Christmas?" Katelyn asked, her ears flicking forwards in curiosity.
He smiled, then stood up and as if by magic, produced a small jewellery box, the velvet glimmering in the light from the fireplace. Katelyn's eyes widened as she saw it, then he smiled and carefully opened it, showing her a beautiful crystal pendant, that hung on a thin silvery chain.
"Do you like it?" He asked, his face as easily read as any book.
Delicately, Katelyn took the box and removed the pendant, holding it lightly in her paw as she looked over the beautiful crystal, the thin chain wound around her furred fingers.
"Its beautiful - " Katelyn whispered.
"I thought you'd like it - something pretty, for a pretty little filly - " He chuckled, then plucked it from her grasp and undone the clasp, walking around behind her and pulling her plaited hair aside, before draping it around her neck and affixing the clasp.
"I...I don't know what too say - " Katelyn moaned. "I..."
"Thank you will suffice my love - " He smirked, then leaned over the back of the chair and gently nibbled her left shoulder.
Katelyn gasped, then twisted her head about and rubbed her furred cheek against his, before she pulled him back around to the front and sat him down in her lap, cuddling him affectionately and kissing him.
"My...I should give you gifts like this more often - " He chuckled, then reached up and stroked his fingers along one ear.
Katelyn moaned softly, her head tilting back as he began massaging her ears between his thumb and forefinger. Each time, she felt her love for him rise another notch - and a growing warmth began to spread from her groin - a strange, yet pleasant feeling - she had only recently come to understand and accept. She realised her boyfriend was arousing her - and Katelyn ground her hips playfully against his, before he blinked and looked into her eyes, her own sparkling with love and mischief.
"Where's my present?" he asked her innocently, then kissed her forehead adoringly.
"You're sitting on it - " Katelyn whispered huskily into his ears.
He paused, then visibly swallowed, realisation spreading across his face.
"Yes my love - " Katelyn smiled coyly,then hung her head. "You've been loyal for five years, never pressuring me, never betraying my love and my trust...and now...I wish to honor your loyalty and promiscuity. I know how hard it is - for a human...even amongst my kind - a young Colt feels the urges...yet you have remained true to me, and waited until I felt ready...tonight my love - on Christmas-Eve...I will give you the greatest present I can offer - that of myself..."
To Be Continued...