Mac Daddy

Chapter Four: Rarity, Mistress of the Night

Rarity opened up her silk curtains and looked up at the stars. It really was a lovely night, she thought to herself as she took a sip of wine. As she walked, her robe of silk flowed behind her. It sure was late. She wondered if he had been held up at the farm but she soon spotted him heading towards the boutique.

Show time.

She took another huge gulp of wine, wiped her face and then discarded it. Quickly, she checked herself in the mirror. Once she was satisfied with the results, she threw off her robe and headed to the bed. With a snap of her fingers, the candles all around the work room turned on. It only took him a few seconds to appear at the door.

“You’re late.” She said.

“Sorry, I had to help AJ with the lambs. They needed to be sheared,” Big Mac closed the door behind him. “But will you forgive me if I say you look lovely tonight?

And she did look very lovely. Rarity was clad in red lacy, lingerie of her own design. Slowly she sat up and then stood to greet him. She locked her arms around his neck while he placed his hand at the small of her back. He leaned in for a kiss but Rarity moved away. At this, he frowned slightly.

“C’mon, you can’t be sore at me for being a bit late!”

“I’m not. I just want to save it for the tub.”

“Huh? What tub?”

Rarity smiled, “Follow me.”

She took Big Mac’s hands in hers and headed towards the back of the work room. She reached the bathroom door and opened it. It was pitch dark save for the mounted red candles; a trail of rose petals led from the door to a bubbly tub; there was a bottle of champagne sitting in a bucket of ice with two glasses next to it.

“Wow,” Big Mac breathed. “This is---pretty hot.”

“See? Now hurry up dear,” Rarity turned and begin to unbutton his shirt. “We don’t want the water to go cold now do we?”

He smiled as she pulled off his shirt. Taking his hands, he placed a finger under each strap of Rarity’s bra. He slipped down, revealing her round, plump breasts. Rarity gave a coy giggle and covered them, earning her another frown from her lover. He was about to protest but she placed a finger to his lips. She reached down and tugged at his zipper. With a forceful pull, it went down, revealing his red boxers. Rarity then unclipped her garter belt, letting her stockings fall to the floor. Then, she turned around, giving Big Mac full access to her undies. His smile returned and he quickly pulled them down. Once her bottom was bare, he gave it a playful slap Rarity giggled again.

Slowly, she walked towards the tub. Not wanting to be left behind, Macintosh quickly removed his shorts. Rarity sank in the water, the bubbles moving to get out of her way. He soon joined her, creating his own little ripples. Rarity reached over and pulled the champagne bottle of out the bucket.

“I have to admit, this is pretty damn sexy,” Big Mac said. “Where did you get the idea?”

“Oh from various things,” Rarity poured the champagne. “To a lovely night of pleasure.”

She handed him a glass and the two of them clanged them together. Rarity moved back and placed her arm near the faucet. One of her feet came up, showing off her perfectly manicured feet. Mac found that he enjoyed Rarity’s feet for some reason. Maybe it was because they were so perfectly petite or that she took such good care of them. He set the champagne down and took her foot in his hand.

Gently, he caressed the bottom of her foot. Rarity gave another one of her little giggles before sighing. Big Mac was indeed strong but he was so gentle. His hands were soft despite the fact that they were covered with calluses. Maybe all that hard work made his fingers so talented. As if he had read her mind, Macintosh took his fingers and massaged her foot.

“Ahhhh,” Rarity sighed. “That’s nice.”

Mac leaned down and gave her foot a small kiss before continuing the massage. Ever so slowly, he headed up her leg. Beneath his fingers, he felt Rarity shiver in pleasure. His hands glided over her smooth, pale skin; it reminded him of porcelain. Absentmindedly, Rarity sipped her champagne, trying her hardest not to show her enjoyment but she found it difficult. Playing hard to get with him rubbing her feet was no easy feat.

Upward, Macintosh’s hands wandered upwards towards her stomach. He gave it a gentle caress before leaning down and graced it a small kiss. Rarity sighed, trying her hardest not to voice her pleasure. Why was he so good at making her tingle? He looped his arms around her waist. He gave her neck soft nuzzle before placing his cool lips against her skin. She bit her lip and twirled her hair, trying her hardest to distract herself.

Big Mac wasn’t going to be defeated. Besides, the more she played hard to get, the more enjoyable it became to torture her. Ever so slowly, he moved his kisses down toward her wet breasts. He placed kisses at the top of her left breast which earned a gasp from Rarity. Carefully, he held the other breast, his hand gliding over her nipple.

“Oh Macintosh!♥” She finally said.

He grinned against her breast and continued his actions. Rarity trembled, her breathing becoming labored. How could she deny him? It was utterly impossible. He was such a wonderful lover! At the feeling of his tongue against her nipple, she moaned and curled her toes under the water. With one hand, she began to play with his bright red hair while the other hand reached down into water.

Big Macintosh winced for a second as he felt Rarity give his manhood a squeeze. She placed a finger on his tip, gently stroking it. Even under water, it was still extremely sensitive. Then, she ran her whole hand along the length of it.

“Oh gawd,” He said, breaking away from the breasts. “You’re making it hard to think straight.”

“Good.” She replied huskily.

With a splash, Rarity fell on top of him and kissed him. He kissed back with equal passion, grabbing at her buttocks. Rarity’s hands almost became tangled in his hair. What a man, what a lover she thought to herself. No one else could have him but her; he had to be hers, now and forever. She pulled back, staring deep into his eyes.

“Take me.” She whispered.

That was a request he would gladly grant.

Gently, he leaned her back. Rarity opened her legs as he moved down slightly.

“Um, hang on a second.” Big Mac shifted.

“Is something wrong?” Rarity asked.

“Water’s getting in the way,” Big Mac replied. “Now hold still darlin’.”

“What do you mean the water is—OH!”

“There we go.”

As Macintosh plunged, Rarity couldn’t hold back her ecstatic screams. Her mind raced as her body burned with passion. His hips rocked back and forth, her inner walls becoming tighter. There was nothing she could do but scream in pleasure. He kept pushing and the tightness increased. Water splashed around the edges of the tub as Rarity writhed about. With a few more even strokes, Rarity felt herself getting closer to her climax.

“Ohhhhh Mac!” She screamed. “Give me all you got! I want all that you have!”

With one more thrust, Rarity climaxed. With a gasp and shutter, she fell back into the water. Her hair was messy, she was somewhat sexy and her legs felt tingly but she didn’t care. She leaned back and Macintosh lay down, using her breasts as a pillow.

“So?” Rarity twirled Big Mac’s hair. “Did you have fun?”

“I always have fun with you,” Mac replied. “Although, I do think we should return to the tub again.”

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