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Dirty Dishes
Basement Dweller
Cascading love
Wedding anniversary
Celestia and her broom: the love story

Dirty Dishes

The day was getting late and the streets of Manehattan were slowly shifting from regular day folks, to the more creepy and disturbing ones that loved to stalk and lurk about. Despite that, one certain pony by the name of Star Streak was flying at a low altitude with a destination in mind. The pony in question was a simple Pegasus, as one might have guessed, who had a strong and lean build from years of flying and college hoofball. His coat was a dark cobalt that had a slightly smoky tinge to it, making him almost hard to see against a night sky, if it wasn’t for his mane. His snow white hair was short, slightly spiked, and it poked out just above his ears a little bit. To most ponies he was just another pegasus living in Manehattan, but to one certain pony, he was tall, handsome, and the best stallion a mare could have.

“Hope Wild Flower is still home. She’s gotta love these movie tickets I got,” Star Streak said softly as he looked over his broad shoulder at a small brown saddle bag that held about twenty bits and a pair of movie tickets. His voice wasn’t deep enough for other ponies to think he was just a muscle head, but rather it was a firm voice that carried a softness with it as well.

Focusing his gaze back forward, he started to notice he was leaving the commercial district of the city and slowly weaving into the residential area. Buildings slowly opened up more and eventually he found his way to the outer limits of the grand city where vegetation flourished and the more well off folks lived. With a deep breath, he slowly descended to the ground, expertly landing a few feet in front of the small Victorian home. Letting his wings fold gently to his sides, he brushed a bit of his mane back to give himself a slightly more proper look. Feeling good to go, Star Streak trotted up the small flight of stairs and knocked on the door.

“Come in!” A deep voice greeted him.

Quickly recognizing the voice of the stallion inside, he reached for the handle and opened the door.

“Hello sir!” Star greeted a large gray earth pony who stood at the front of the staircase going up into the bedroom area.

The pony in question was his girlfriend’s dad. He was Manehattan born and, fortunately for him, he was born to inherit and run a business. The business was a large outpost near the outskirts of the city that dealt with griffons overseas and many others willing to trade bits and gems for essentials and other needs. A quick whiff of Star Streak’s nose and he knew he just finished working for the day.

“Seems like you had your fair share of dealing with fish today, sir!” Star teased as he moved a hoof in front of his face, before waving it back and forth like he smelled something bad.

“Heheh, just got home a few minutes ago actually. I take it you’re here to see my little girl?” The broad stallion replied with a low baritone voice. Even though he was born in Manehattan, he had the accent of the typical country pony.

“Yes sir, I was hoping to take her to a movie tonight,” Star replied as he reached into his saddlebag and pulled out two movie tickets. The large pony squinted his eyes a bit to read the fine print of it and smiled in return.

“Hm, good on you for getting her out of the house. Little lady is in the kitchen tidying up the supper dishes,” He told him as he looked in the direction of the kitchen.

Star walked in a few more feet, taking a glance to his left. He let himself smile, seeing the beauty doing the dishes. She was a pegasus, much like him, and unlike his dark color, she bore a soft earthy orange coat. She was like her father and had a fine country body, save for the country accent. Her body was the perfect definition of an hourglass, greatly showing off her curvy hips and her lean frame. Looking at her hips, Star noticed her pink flower cutie mark before his eyes latched onto her brown swishing tail. As Star stared at her, he suddenly felt the eyes of the stallion beside him watching him, causing him to look up. Noticing she had a fair amount of dishes to finish, Star got an idea.

“I’ll give her a hoof with the dishes, sir,” Star said to him, doing his best to not look like a boyfriend merely interested in just her.

“Hm, good on you. Glad my little girl has a boyfriend who can help around the house,” The stallion said with a big smile on his face as he turned as walked back for the living room.

As Star watched him leave, he smiled at his words. He did love helping around their place from time to time, but with a body like Wild Flower’s, sometimes he would get distracted. Looking back at her, he started walking quietly, knowing she didn’t hear him enter.

He took his time, hoping to give his girl a small scare from his sudden visit. The closer he got to her, the louder he heard her humming a small tune of some kind. It was foreign on his ears yet something about it reminded him of a mother singing a lullaby in a way. Once he was close enough, he slowly rose up to his hind legs and moved in for an ear nibble.

“Hey babe,” He said in a low tone as he brought his hooves around her hips and pressed his chest into her back.

“Oh my Goddesses!” Wild Flower screamed in a rather refined voice as she nearly jumped out of her fur. “Dammit Star, don’t fucking scare me like that!” She snapped at him in a voice that reflected how mad she was but at the same time how happy she was to see him. Star chuckled softly into her ear and hugged her closely to him.

“Missed you too babe,” He replied as his hooves moved to her cutie marks, before he started to rub them.

Wild Flower pouted for a second but quickly calmed down as she felt his firm hooves brush against her softly. As he brushed against her, he gingerly leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek. For a brief second she tensed up, thinking her father was nearby watching them. She didn’t mind Star kissing her; she loved getting the attention but hated letting her parents see them.

“Got some movie tickets for us tonight,” Star told her as he moved one hoof away and dug into his saddlebag. Quickly flashing the tickets in front of her, he moved them back in the bag. “Along with our plans as well.”

“Oh? You’re taking me out tonight?” The words came as a surprise to her. She knew he was going to visit her for the evening but didn’t think she was going to go out.

“Of course, after the movie, we’re going out for dinner.” At the mention of dinner, Star let his eyes travel down her body, until they stopped at her ass.

“Got any special dinner plans, considering I just ate?” She asked, oblivious to his incoming intentions.

“I got a few,” He said, pressing his hooves against her firm ass cheeks.

“Hmm! Not down here. Dad will see me,” She answered back, knowing how frisky he could get at times.

“Scared? I don’t think your dad minds that I play with you. Heck, I bet he would love to watch his little girl get pleasured,” Star replied to her, putting a soft chuckle into his voice.

“You’re such a pervert,” she chuckled back at him.

“Maybe.”

Letting his hooves travel again across her chiseled hips, he looked behind him to see if her father was around. Thankfully a thin wall separated the living room and the kitchen. He could easily have fun with her on the spot, and the tv was loud enough to cover up any sound that came from them.

“Of course it’s hard to not be a pervert when I have a fine mare like you.”

Moving one hoof down her stomach, he inched it slightly so it rested above her crotch. Wild Flower shivered slightly from it and grew more nervous.

“Come on, we can have some fun upstairs,” Her voice was shaky and full of fear.

“Mhm, doesn’t the idea of kitchen sex turn you on? You, leaning over a sink full of dishes while I enjoy some of my favorite mare?”

His hooves crept closer to her snatch, rubbing slow circle against the edge of her thighs. She didn’t want to admit it to him but the idea of having fun in the kitchen interested her greatly.

“Mhmmmm, still, I don’t want my dad to see us.”

“Come on.”

Wild Flower felt his hoof, quite pointedly in fact, move down to her pussy, before pulling it back slightly. The action resulted in a hush moan from Wild Flower, making her slightly aroused. She clammed up and clenched her hind legs together, getting more nervous.

“You know you want it.” Star said pressing closer to her, grinning cheek to cheek as he moved his face to her neck. “I’ll be quick. You know I’m good with my tongue.”

Wild Flower didn’t speak, but shivered with anticipation as she felt his hot, heavy breath along her jugular. Letting his tongue slip out of his mouth, he slurped quietly at her fur, wiggling it quickly in order to get his point across. She wanted to continue to deny him what he wanted but the thought of just trying it in risk of danger slowly turned her on.

“Come on babe. Spread your legs slightly so I can make you a happy mare.” His words were laced with high levels of desire as he pressed harder against her pussy.

“Mhm, if my dad catches you…”

“Shh.”

The word hit her as she felt as his lips latch onto her neck, before he followed up by gently kissing it. His soft lips provided her with the touch of a lover, but the sudden feeling of a growing object, poking against her back, made her know how antsy he was.

“He won’t hear.”

Wild Flower mhm’d softly as she felt his second hoof go up her chest, pushing against the grain of it. Going past her chest, she felt it move to her cheek, bending it slightly, letting her be able to see his face. A quick lock of their eyes and Star quickly moved in for a kiss. For the few seconds they held it in place, Star Streak pulled at her legs, insistent in his attempt to part them.

“Besides, there’s a wall and a table in the way. He’ll only see you doing dishes if I’m down low.” With a bit of strength Star was able to open her legs enough to brush his hoof against the full slit.

Star felt a bit of wetness already building up below and knew he had her. She was adventurous and very curious in nature, and would give in soon.

“Shit,” Wild Flower huffed out quietly, feeling her wings flutter slightly.

“Mhm, seems you’re just as much of a pervert as me,” Star chuckled softly, rubbing his hoof in a circular motion.

“Damn, just this once Star! If my dad sees you then it’s your balls on the wall!” She spoke in a hushed tone, keeping it low enough for only him to hear.

Star smirked and quickly moved his mouth to the back of her neck, before planting small kisses down her spine. Wild Flower scrunched her face up and shivered even more until he came to having his face at her ass.

“Make it quick,” she ordered, looking over her shoulder to see if her dad was there.

With her words, Star moved his hooves to her firm ass, before gently spreading it and getting the scent of her sex. He was happy she was wet, and he knew it would make for a quicker orgasm from her. Licking his lips, he stuck his tongue out and got ready to move forward.

She gasped when his snout pressed between her thighs, making a few dishes in the sink bang against each other as she tried to continue washing them. The gasp and feeling her body tense up made Star a bit more eager to see her squirm around. He loved how she tasted, almost like a beautiful flower ripe for eating and devouring. Moving up and down slowly, Star let his tongue move over half her slit before doubling back and licking the small patch of skin under her ass. Every time his tongue touched that small spot, she quivered and felt more aroused.

“Nngh~ Keep going hun, you never cease to amaze me,” Wild Flower muttered softly, as she scrubbed a plate before putting it on the nearby dish rack.

Quickly tracing the tip of his tongue more on her slit, he pressed it lightly into her folds, getting a better taste of her flesh. Her arousal was very sweet, almost like pollen from a flower, driving his taste buds wild. Taking a large whiff of it with his nose, Star pulled her body back slightly, giving him more room to lap at her.

“Mhmmm, hard to do dishes when you work so well,” Wild Flower muttered under her breath, almost cutting herself with a knife.

Star chuckled but didn’t stop what he was doing. The more he played with her, the harder he started to become. He could feel his erection slowly growing and wanted to stroke himself for relief, but he hoped she would return the favor. Pushing his tongue deeper in, Star let his muzzle sink into her slit, making him only able to live off her arousal.

“Shit, I can’t work like this,” Wild Flower cursed under her breath, placing her hooves against the sides of the sink to brace herself.

“Ah, f-fuck!” Wild Flower cursed more as she felt his right hoof move from her side to her clit, pressing the edge of his hoof against it.

She felt weak under his touch, and only quivered and moaned softly as his hoof broke into a fast circular motion. There was urgency behind his movements, giving her the idea that he didn’t want to get caught as well.

Hearing her curse like she was, made Star feel proud. Pulling away slightly to take in a few breaths he quickly pulled himself up, letting his twitching erection brush against her ass. Putting his hooves on her sides he rested his head against her back.

“How quiet can you stay?” He asked rocking his hips slightly, making his dick rub against her wetness.

“Star!” She said in a hushed tone, knowing he planned to rut her on the spot. She became more scared of the situation and knew if her father got up and walked into the kitchen then nothing would stop him from seeing them.

As for Star Streak, the mere thought of being caught in the act aroused him greatly, making him more likely to blow his load early enough. He also had a plan, get her soaked and have her shower upstairs. Even if she got off before him, she wouldn’t say no to him going upstairs with her.

“Don’t worry, I’ll go slowly so he doesn’t hear us,” Star said in an effort to reassure her, as he continued to rub himself against her.

“Fuck, you’re so lucky I’m really worked up right now,” She said spreading her legs slightly more open for him.

“Mhm, glad to see you’re getting more open minded,” Star chuckled giving her neck a kiss.

“Not like I had a choice now did I?” She said back with a hint of venom in her voice.

“Look at it this way babe, once you get off, we’ll go for a shower and finish up there. I know you love being rutted in the shower~”

Hearing him suggest the shower made her wings twitch and slowly open up more. The shower was her favorite spot for sex since the sound of the water would drown out her moans along with washing away any evidence of sex.

“F-fine! Just let me rest on the floor so you can rut me better,” Wild Flower replied knowing if she was low enough to the ground, the kitchen counter would block her father’s view even if he walked by. As long as he didn’t walk in and peer around the counter, she could get off without fear of him seeing.

“Mhm, good to see my little mare is being adventurous.”

“You really didn’t give me a choice.”

“You know you love it when I do something unique.”

Pulling his body away from her, Wild Flower quickly caught her breath. Turning around slowly, she saw Star Streak standing on all fours with his erection hanging down just enough for her to see it. Looking at his face she could see a bit of her own wetness on his lips and with a big grin on it. She wanted to be mad that he was pushing it with her, but she had to admit it was more arousing with the threat of detection.

“You’re lucky I can’t stay angry at you. Make it quick,” She said with a soft sigh before she went to all fours and bent over slightly, giving him another view of her backside.

With a small smirk, Star moved in closer before letting his tongue brush against her clit. Wild Flower let off another moan but the feeling quickly left as she heard him move up and over her smaller frame. Looking nervously over her shoulder while listening closely for the sound of her father moving in the next room, she swallowed back her fear and waited quietly for him to rut her.

Star Streak was ready to plow her on the spot, but the sight of her wings twitching slightly gave him a new idea to work with. He pushed forward letting the tip of his erection get buried into her warm folds, but as she was moaning softly he opened his mouth and pressed his tongue against the base of her left wings.

“A-ah! Not my wings. Please don’t tease my wings,” Wild Flower begged knowing how sensitive they were.

While she was a regular pegasus, she was one of the more grounded ones that didn’t like flying around. The only time she ever flew around was with Star Streak or when she was with her mother shopping.

“Mhm? You should speak up, I didn’t hear you,” Star teased as he brought his tongue up her wing slightly, making her wing flare open fully.

“S-shit!” Wild Flower cursed as her wing twitched nonstop from his touch.

“You know you love when I preen your wings,” he spoke quietly as let let his tongue slowly move over the marginal covert, before he jerked his hips slightly. “I know just how sensitive they can get. Flying through the air, letting the soft wind brush against them is almost enough to make a pegasus hard or even a mare like you cum from the feeling.”

Moving his face to her next wing, he slowly nuzzled the base of it as he moved his hips harder into her. His dick was about half way in thanks to how wet she was. The way her inner walls massaged his erection made him what to punch it in and rut her madly. Of course he knew if he punched it in hard enough, the sound of wet flesh would start to play out around them. Instead he continued to play with her body, making both his and her wings twitch.

Wild Flower could barely take the intense feelings she was experiencing. Getting her wings preened always made her wet and even made her orgasm a few times. That combined with getting slowly rutted made her feel like royalty. For a brief second her mind went blank until she felt a rather hard push from behind her. As Star Streak kissed a small part under her soft down, he pushed his erection fully in.

Quickly putting her hoof to her mouth, Wild Flower moaned, almost losing complete control of herself. Clenching her eyes shut, she could see small stars swimming in her vision as she tried to recover from the feeling of being fully hilted.

“Losing your composure babe?” Star teased, continuing to treat her wing like a mother would tend to her child.

Wild Flower couldn’t even speak anymore. She found herself loving the feeling of her boyfriend’s soft tongue on her wings, picking at some small bits of dirt easily found thanks to her coat color.

Suddenly her legs buckled under his weight, letting her stomach rest against the ground, while her back legs went into a split. It hurt a bit but she was naturally flexible with her body. Feeling her body move down, Star adjusted himself slightly before making his small thrusts into deeper ones.

Wild Flower just continued to moan in time with his thrusts and the feeling of her wing being touched. The feeling was so intense she had to rest her head against the floor, in order for her vision to stop spinning.

“Do you want me to finish you off?” Star asked quietly knowing how much she was enjoying it.

“Please,” She begged, wanting him to push a bit faster into her.

Star was happy to hear her voice nearly crack from the pleasure she was receiving. Pulling his face away from her vibrating wing, Star knew he wasn’t even remotely close enough to getting off but he ignored his needs and focused fully on giving her the best finish he could. Steadying his back legs, his once slow and steady thrusts slowly became more erratic. Trying his best to not slap hard enough into her wet ass with his soaked hips, he was able to satisfy her at a steady rate without letting the sound of sloppy sex fill both of their ears.

“Fuck I’m so close,” Wild Flower hissed through her teeth as she braced her front legs and met every thrust of his with a small rock of her own.

She wanted to roll her body over and hug her strong legs around his waist, keeping him close to her, yet she had barely any energy to move thanks to how much her wings tingled from the pleasure they got previously. Of course it didn’t matter as she felt a large spark in her body making her bite into one of her hooves to stifle out the loud moan that was trying to escape.

“F-fuck! St-Star I’m…shit!” Her voice cracked slightly as her orgasm washed over her making her feel like a slab of jelly.

Star Streak said nothing and only growled and snorted hot air into her neck as he felt everything tighten up around his dick. Picking up his pace slightly, he did his best for her to enjoy every last bit of her own release. Pulling himself back slightly, he went as fast as he could, not letting his hips meets hers, preventing any kind of loud slaps to echo out. He kept rocking into her as he felt her hot juices coat his dick until he found her moans getting too loud. Pulling out he looked back and saw her own marecum fall out of her, touching the clean kitchen flooring below.

“Oh my Goddesses…” She squeaked slightly, letting her tongue hang out, feeling utterly satisfied.

Star Streak said nothing and tried to desperately catch his breath. He wanted to keep going just so he could get a release like hers, but he knew he would upstairs. Letting his body relax, he pressed his stomach into hers and kissed her mane gently. Wild Flower stifled a soft moan as she felt his body touch her wings softly before she felt his lips rest against her head. She knew she would have to return the favor and looked forward to the idea of sex in the shower. Suddenly her ears perked up at the sound of her father laughing at the television, telling her he never suspected a thing.

“Was that fun, Wild Flower?” Star asked her, moving his face to her neck before nuzzling it.

“Mhm, hm. Now…how about we finish up the dishes and take that shower?” She answered back quietly as she craned her neck slightly, letting her face see his.

Smiling at the mare, Star pushed his face forward before giving her a quick kiss on the lips. They held it for a few long seconds, letting both of their tongues dance around each other’s mouths before both pulled away.

“Of course, but we should clean the floor as well. Can’t have you slip on your own cum you dirty little mare you.”

Wild Flower blushed slightly, before she felt Star move his body off of hers, allowing her to slowly pull her spent body up. As she stared at the floor, she got a quick idea.

“I’ll make you a deal. You clean the floor and the last of the dishes and I may return the favor,” She said as she turned around to face him.

Star was a bit confused by her words, knowing very well they were going to do it regardless but as she moved past him slightly, he suddenly felt her lips brush against his own wings. They twitched slightly but before he could even stutter anything, she pulled away and made her way for the stairs. Looking behind him Star saw her swaying her hips slightly, giving him the subliminal message to clean up and hurry up.

As she left the kitchen, the sound of hooves clopping against the staircase echoed throughout the downstairs area. Done staring, Star Streak turned to the sink. Sex in the shower plus his own wing preening awaited him, and turning for the sink, he pulled himself up and started to wash.

Author's Note

First request goes to one of my editors: Mikemeiers

Basement Dweller

Rape warning for this shot

“Why did this happen to me?”

The air was musty and damp, the room was barely illuminated by the small lightbulb hanging overhead. The small area reeked of mold and other unsanitary things. For many it was just another dirty basement, to one pony in particular it became a home she was forced to stay in for an unstated amount of time.

“I’m so hungry…” the young dehorned unicorn said softly as she stared at the barred door in front of her.

Weakly reaching up to her dirty white mane, she pushed a bit of it away from her face to get a better view of the door that prevented her from freedom. For a brief second she looked at her ratty mane and felt ugly with it. Before it used to look beautiful. The way it curled around her horn accompanied by the soft blue streak down the middle of it, made lots of ponies give her a double take. She loved to show off her mane to many stallions, but after her capture she wondered if the pony who took her was one of the stallions she teased with her mane.

She could barely remember how she got there in the first place. She remembered walking from her mother’s place and about halfway home something hard had hit her in the head. Once she woke up, the first thing she noticed was that her horn was gone and it hurt greatly. Thankfully, her captor gave her painkillers to deal with the pain for the first few… weeks.

Weeks. Months. Shimmer Ribbon stopped counting the days after a while and just accepted the notion that she was never leaving. She was a simple slave to her new master. Like her, he was a unicorn, but he had a very unnerving look to him. He had a curly mane and same coat color like hers, but that was where the similarities ended. Where her mane was white, his was black, and where hers was blue, his was red. It scared her how he looked like a complete opposite in terms of mane color, and even his dark red eyes were the opposite of her aquamarine ones.

The sound of her stomach rumbling broke her out of her thoughts. She couldn’t remember the last time she ate. The only thing she did was stay in her general area thanks to a long chain that bound her left hind leg to the crumbling wall. With time the wall would decay enough for her to pull the chain off, but she would most likely be too weak from the lack of nourishment her body was taking. The food she was given was either vegetables, bread, milk, and occasionally the odd specialty dish. How she was fed usually was a result of how she performed for him. If she would listen to his every word and call him master every time he addressed her, he would give her enough food to last for a whole day. If she refused, then she would be given a stale piece of bread and a bucket of dirty water for the day. All she had to do was wait.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she heard the door to her prison being opened with its key. A bit of life returned to her eyes as it slowly opened. She was excited, she was willing to do anything for food and water. Looking to the right of him, she quickly noticed a large tray holding perfectly organized dishes. Though she couldn’t see them perfectly, she knew how he worked. He would put the food down in the corner and she would see three dishes on it. One dish would be the same. A piece of bread. The dish would be the one where she refused to service him. The middle would be something sorta filling but not enough to keep her happy for a full day. That was usually given to her when she performed at a mediocre level. The last would be a dish almost like it was prepared by a first class chef, signaling that if she did what he asked very well, she would eat like a queen.

Closing the door behind him, he looked back at the pony with a grin on his face. He could see the dead look in her eyes, along with the small smile on her face. She looked pathetic with how dirty she was. Along with her ratty look, she smelled just as bad on top of things. He only cleaned her once a week, or just gave her a quick touch her up while being escorted to the bathroom.

“Lunch time, my little pet!” he spoke in a raspy and harsh tone as he moved the tray down, letting her see it.

As the food came into view, she quickly studied each dish. Like usual, there was the bread on the first while the second had a fresh garden salad. Another thing she noticed was there was no cutlery at all on the tray. The first time she was ever fed she tried to attack him with a knife and, sadly, it ended badly. Now she was reduced to eating with her hooves and nothing else. Even the plates the food rested on were plastic. The third dish instantly made her mouth water. It was a veggie burger, along with a side of crispy hay fries. The burger was topped up high, filled with loads of veggies, while the side of fries circled around it almost like each fry was reaching out to the burger like they wanted to eat it.

“You know the rules, pet,” he said as he moved closer to her. “You obey me and you eat.”

Hearing him speak, she felt ashamed of herself, knowing she would have to pleasure him and act like a pet before him. She loathed it, but knew if she didn’t please him, she would starve for the whole day. Swallowing back her dryness, she spoke up in a terrified voice.

“Please master, I… I’ll do what you command of me,” she spoke in a raspy tone as every part of her throat hurt to speak.

“Good, glad to see after a few months of this you finally know how to talk to me,” he said to her as he leaned forward and brought one of his hooves to her chin, pushing it up slightly.

“You should be more thankful for my kindness. You get fed and stay down here where it’s nice and cool all of the time. Outside in the city area it’s so hot that even pegasi can’t fly for long. Hmm, maybe I should stay with you all day? Would you like that?” he asked, letting his venomous intentions sink into her.

“I-I would love if I had the chance to service you all day master. Anything for foo— you,” she said hoping to play to his ego a bit.

“Heh, whore,” he snapped before moving his hoof away and striking her with it.

The slap resonated throughout the small dungeon that was accompanied by a small whimper from Shimmer. Looking to the ground, she felt so used and abused but knew she couldn’t fight back. Her horn was gone while he still had his. Any type of fight and he could control her as he pleased.

“I’m… s… sorry,” she murmured, pulling her face back up to him.

“You better be,” he replied as he stood there, thinking about how he wanted her to pleasure him.

It didn’t take him long to figure out what he wanted. Her throat was dry and he wanted a blowjob from her. He usually rutted her for enjoyment, but he wasn’t feeling as frisky for the time being. No doubt he would come back later for a second serving of her, but for now, he settled for that.

“How thirsty are you?” he asked as he fidgeted his hind legs to draw her attention to them.

Her eyes saw his legs move and they were instantly drawn to his sack underneath his body. She knew what he was going to ask, and hated it more than anything. She’d rather have him rut her from behind so she didn’t have to stare at his face, rather than sucking off his unwashed cock. Every time she sucked him off, he would force her to stare at him. He would always smile in a near psychotic manner, as he stroked her dirty mane with his greasy hooves. The worst part was she would get a bit wet from it. She hated how her body did what it did, making her feel like a common whore, barely living.

“V-very thirsty, master,” she whimpered, wanting to drink some real ice-cold water.

“Hmm, maybe if you perform well enough, I’ll stick some water in the freezer and bring it down just when it’s on the verge of freezing,” he said softly, leaning his face into hers before forcing a kiss with her.

She tensed up, nearly vomiting at the smell of his rancid breath. It reeked of old cabbage and rotten carrots that successfully twisted her stomach into knots. She didn’t move as she felt his tongue slither around, trying to make it wrestle with hers. After a few long seconds he finally broke the kiss.

“Shall we start?” he asked as he moved behind her, before resting his back near her chain.

Shimmer stared at the food for one last second, knowing very well her performance would affect what she got. Taking a deep breath, she turned around and saw the stallion resting his back against the wall, smiling at her. He was already starting to get hard.

“Yes, sir,” she replied, softly trotting towards him.

Bringing her muzzle close to his tip, she felt like vomiting again from the smell. It was even worse than his breath, and she wondered if he ever even showered in his life. Doing her best to block out the smell, she closed her eyes and pressed her dry lips against the base of his shaft. She took her time, gently planting small kisses on it, softly cooing to make him think she was enjoying it.

“Eager to please me as ever,” he mocked as he moved his hoof to her mane and brushed it against the area where her horn used to be. As the edge of his hoof touched her, she winced and whimpered, but didn’t cease her kissing.

“You must miss your horn. Without it, you’re no better than those useless mud ponies I deal with at work all day,” he spoke in a venomous tone.

Shimmer simply stuck out her tongue and let it run up the full length of his dick, before stopping at the head and letting her tongue swirl around the tip. She would always hear the same complaining from him about how she missed her horn and how he hated work. She could easily recite the speech in her mind without fail.

“Of course, you’re still more useful than them. You know how to please me and obey me without question.”

Moving to the side of his shaft, she wrapped her lips around it and slowly moved up and down, humming gently into it. The only moisture she could use to lube up his erection was the sweat coating it.

He continued to talk to her, while she worked his cock for a good few minutes, forcing herself to deal with the taste of it. She could feel every pulse and twitch of his vile rod, signaling he would eventually fill her throat.

“Hmm, how about you put that throat to work now,” he said, wanting her to start deep-throating her.

Shimmer obeyed, trailing her mouth to the tip of his dick, letting her mouth wrap around the head. Her suitor moaned softly, letting his hips squirm in accordance with her mouth. Letting her mind get into a proper mindset, Shimmer twisted her head slightly, letting her mouth circle around the tip of it, before she suckled on the tip softly. He always enjoyed her little tricks she used to pleasure him. The dryness of her lips always provided extra friction for him, making the sex that much better. After a few seconds she slowly pushed her mouth down, letting his member go deeper into her throat.

“Good girl, now open your eyes for me,” he ordered, letting both of his hooves dance around her mane.

Shimmer paused slightly, but slowly opened her eyes and looked at his face while she slowly sucked him off. Like always, he was smiling a chaotic smile, happy to see the only bright thing she had on her. Forcing herself to stare, she let her tongue travel out of her mouth slightly, letting her lick the underside of his shaft. Her tongue movement made him moan softly, making him push more on her mane, signaling for her to go deeper.

It didn’t take her long, and she eventually put the whole length into her throat, letting it bulge slightly. Even after months of pleasuring him, she still couldn’t get used to deep-throating him. It always felt ungodly uncomfortable, and she could never regulate her breathing properly. The only upside to it was he always seemed to cum faster with her mouth. Slowly beginning to deepthroat him, she felt a bit of his precum touch her tongue, giving her parched throat some kind of moisture.

As she sucked, she couldn’t help but gag slightly every time she felt it twitch in her throat. Of course the stallion only chuckled at her as she struggled with it. He loved seeing her try her best for simple scraps of food and water.

A few more minutes passed and he started to feel his orgasm approach. Much to Shimmer’s disgust, she started to feel more wet, letting her arousal reach his nose, signaling he could rut her if he wanted.

“Not bad, slave. I’m getting pretty close, but sadly for you, I’m not going to give you any satisfaction afterwards," he said to her, bracing his hooves against her mane for the final stretch.

“Mhm,” was all she could mutter as an answer as she pulled off his dick slightly before breaking into a fast pace.

Every small bob she delivered was accompanied by the feeling of her tongue working in tune with her mouths movements. Still looking at his face, she noticed he started to breath heavily and closed his eyes, telling her that any second her parched throat would be filled with his warm seed. She would have to force herself to swallow most of it, knowing he was going to push her face as close as it could get to his hips.

“Al… most there…” he grunted, getting ready to push her face down.

The instant he came, she felt his hooves push her down, making her almost gag from the rough feeling of his shaft slamming into the back of her throat. Just as her face met his body she felt the warm seed shot out of his dick and into her throat, giving her throat much needed wetness. As every strand found its way into her, she moaned softly, forcing herself to swallow as much as she could.

Once he stopped surging into her, he grabbed her mane and pulled her away, before opening his eyes and staring at her fatigued expression. For a few seconds he studied her expression. Her eyes were half closed and she was breathing very fast. Her mouth was fully open, letting him see a bit of cum still resting on her tongue before she swallowed it back and continued to stare at him. The worthless expression was almost enough to make him hard again, but he would return later and have more fun with her regardless.

“Good job, slave, I think that performance earned you the best meal I can give,” he said to her as he pushed her face away and pulled himself up.

Shimmer said nothing as she felt her body be discarded, almost like she was just garbage to him. For a second she wanted to snarl at him, but as she noticed his horn light up in a blood red, she turned her attention to the tray. True to his word, he grabbed the burger dish, making her eyes go wide with excitement. Looking at her face, he couldn’t help but smile and get the urge to humiliate her one extra time. Just as the plate came into her reach, he flipped it over, letting it all spill to the dirty floor.

“N-no,” she stuttered quietly as she did her best to catch anything she could.

“Oops, sorry about that pet. Guess my magic is getting rusty,” he teased, dropping the plate as well.

Thankfully, Shimmer was able to catch the burger and a few fries, but sadly most of the food landed on the floor. The happiness she felt briefly got crushed as she stared on, cursing him under her breath. Neither of them said anything more to each other as Shimmer quickly brought the burger to her mouth and devoured it in order to get rid of the cum taste she had to deal with. Watching her devour the burger made the stallion chuckle slightly as he quickly turned for the door, before grabbing the tray and exiting the room.

He still had to bring her down the water, and wondered if he could try for a second blowjob for it.

Author's Note

Rape request for my first watcher: TheGuyWhoCumsOnPonies

Cascading love

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a soft golden glow on the small beach front house, a lone pegasus by the name of Blitz Wave was staring outside of his window, watching a certain beauty on the nearby beach tanning. The scenery was perfect in every way for him. Clear summer sky, beautiful beachfront home, and trees swaying softly in the breeze, it put the stallion at ease as he stared out at the mare sunbathing on the beach. The only thing that kept him inside was a wing injury he got earlier while he was surfing. It was nothing major, but he knew he wouldn’t be flying until tomorrow.

Looking away from her, he turned for his living room area and started to walk toward a nearby couch with a side table near it. On top of the table was a small picture of two ponies sitting on the sand, nuzzling each other intimately with the ocean and setting sun as a backdrop. The first pony on the right was him. A soft cyan pegasus with a wind blasted and sun kissed mane that had a yellow streak right down the middle. His cutie mark a lightning bolt over a tidal wave, showing off his talent for surfing.

Beside him was his counterpart, an emerald green pegasus with deep magenta eyes and a matching purple mane that stopped just over shoulders. Her cutie mark was one very befitting her name. It was a mark of a small meadow with an outline of wind brushing against a few flowers. The mare’s name was Spring Breeze, and though the pair of them weren’t married, they were the happiest couple ever.

Blitz took a few long seconds and stared at the photo before the sound of the front door opening echoed in his ears. Jerking his head to his side, he quickly noticed his girl was standing in the doorway, smiling at him. A bit confused, he wondered as to how she moved so quickly from the beach to the house, it made him quickly realize that he stared longer than he thought.

“Ah, you done sunbathing for the day sweetheart?” Blitz asked in a cheerful tone as he quickly approached her.

“Mhm hm, how’s your wing treating you?” She responded as both of them nuzzled each other before Breeze focused her eyes on his slightly tweaked wing.

“I’ll be fine in the morning, I’m lucky my wing didn’t snap when I hit the water,” Blitz replied, knowing he got overzealous with a mid-air trick and almost broke his wing for it.

“Very lucky,” She said in a soft tone that carried the hint of worry. “Let’s sit on the couch so I can look at it.”

Blitz nodded in agreement and both of them turned for the nearby couch and sat down. Once they were seated, Blitz unfurled his wing slightly, letting Breeze look closer at it. As much as it hurt to open it up, Blitz hid the pain from her caring eyes, looking to try and impress his girl. Thankfully she didn’t buy his tough act but still acknowledged him for it anyway. Focusing back on his wing, Breeze stopped when she noticed a long black spot near the base of it. On closer inspection she noticed it was a leech, clinging to life thanks to him not fully drying himself off earlier in the day.

“Hold still for a sec.” She said as she bared her teeth and moved her mouth close to his wings.

Blitz was unsure of what she was doing until he felt the grit of her teeth press against his wing before she pulled back, plucking something off of him. For a brief second his wings fluttered but he kept his cool as he turned his head in time to see his girlfriend spit something small and black to the floor.

“Ugh, was that a leech?” Blitz asked as he watched the small black glob slither around a bit, before he brought his hoof to his wing and rubbed the spot where it had been.

“Yeah, guess you couldn’t feel it with your wing being numb.”

“My wing isn’t that numb. I sure felt your teeth there for a second.”

“Hmm,” Breeze replied with a smirk on her face. “Maybe I should check your wings thoroughly for other things in them.”

Blitz smiled back at her, but hid his blushing expression from her eyes. One thing that was his weakness, and even the weakness of lots of pegasi, was that their wings were super sensitive to touch. Most of them were able to control them to the point of hiding wingboners and such but Blitz wasn’t one of those ponies. If Breeze were to touch his wing again, it would flare open indefinitely.

“Nah that’s ok, I’ll just shower up and clean my wings then,” Blitz replied with a sheepish grin on his face.

“If you say so,” Breeze chuckled softly as she leaned in and nuzzled him softly.

Blitz got ready to return the feeling but as she moved her head, the feeling of something small and grainy rained down from her mane. Both noticed and quickly looked to the couch to see what was falling.

“Hmm, seems you’ll need a shower as well,” Blitz teased, noticing sand on the sofa.

Feeling the sand in her mane, Breeze suddenly started to feel the grainy rocks all over her body. If there was one thing all ponies hated about having fur at a beach was that sand always clung to their bodies. While most of it stuck to her hooves, Breeze remembered she rolled around in the sand before she sunbathed.

“Indeed I do.” She said as she hopped off the couch and started to walk to the bathroom nearby. “Care to join me in the shower to help me clean up?”

Blitz smiled at her and quickly got to his feet. He was eager to shower with her, but not in the way many would think. Even though they were a couple running on a few years, sex wasn’t a topic often explored in their relationship. They would, on rare occasion, settle on wing play to get each other off. Walking to her side, both entered the bathroom before Breeze reached for the light and flooded the room with light.

The room wasn’t as grand as it was slightly small, just barely large enough to let both pegasi maneuver around freely. The shower itself was a small stand shower with an attachable shower head, letting them freely wash each other off.

As they waited for the hot water to kick in, Blitz leaned into his girlfriend and nuzzled her a few times, hoping she would return his interest with a kiss. Feeling his face and hot breath glide against her wing, she chuckled and nuzzled his good wing in return. For a brief second her wings fluttered, letting a bit more sand fall from her down and to the floor, making it slightly more irritable to walk on it.

“Water should be warm,” Breeze said softly, as she pulled away and walked into the cascading stream. “Get in here lover boy.”

Blitz chuckled at her slightly questionable tone and walked in behind her. The shower was normally meant for one pony, but thanks to Breeze being slightly smaller in her frame, neither ever complained about the space. As the water beat down against them, both their manes went flat against their heads giving Breeze a slightly sultry look and Blitz a picture perfect stallion look from those cheesy romance movies. Reaching up for the bottle of shampoo, Blitz rose to his hind legs while Breeze slowly turned her body around and opened her wings fully, eager for him to wash her down.

“Wash my wings first?” Breeze asked in a soft tone, letting her tail swish around slightly, letting it brush against his abs.

Blitz nodded his head and moved a bit closer to her as she opened the bottle and poured a bunch of the clear white liquid into his hoof. Putting the bottle down, he reached for a nearby sponge and rubbed the soap into it. Looking to her wings first, Blitz pressed his hoof against her left wing, making it flutter softly as she gasped slightly. For a second she had calmed down before she gasped even louder as she felt the familiar sensation of the sponge brush at the base of her wing. Shuffling his body over, he stood by her side, smiling as she trembled from his soft movements.

Bringing his other hoof up, Blitz gently ran it across the tendon of her wing before he turned his hoof, letting it run down her feathers. Breeze gasped again as his hoof touched her delicate skin hidden under her flight feathers.

“Someone’s got sensitive wings today,” Blitz chuckled, bringing his head to her wing, letting his nose brush at the area where her wing was able to fold in.

“A-ah… hey, you’re p-playing dirty…” Breeze moaned softly as her face slowly started to blush.

“Hm, I just know all your sweet spots when it comes to preening your wings,” Blitz replied letting the sponge travel up her wing until it met his other hoof. “Maybe I’ll get even more dirty.”

Moving his head slightly, Blitz grasped a pinion feather with his muzzle, before letting his lips kiss the flesh underneath it. As he kissed it, Breeze’s body shuddered and her wing twitched making a bit of heat travel through her body, stopping between her legs. Both her legs fidgeted and her knees felt weak as he continued to play with her wings, making her gasp and moan with every gentle suckle on her skin.

Seeing his girl enjoy the treatment, Blitz let his mouth move to the start of her digit bone before he slowly moved his mouth down her tendon to the middle of her back. As his mouth moved, his right hoof did the same thing only continuing its motion to her other shuddering wing.

“Oh goddesses,” Breeze stammered out as her head craned up and her eyes closed.

Continuing to wash her left wing with the sponge, Blitz moved his mouth to her other base and started to lap at the area where her wing and back joined. Everything about how he was treating her was perfect as he dug under her soft wings, nibbling at the skin underneath it.

“B-Blitz… you’re gonna make me… mhmmm,” Breeze moaned as she scrunched her face up and felt an impending climax.

“Almost getting off and I haven’t even washed your other wing,” Blitz chuckled, pressing slightly harder against both her wings.

“It-it’s because… you p-play… ahh!” She started to say, but not before her knees buckled and she felt a large spasm ride throughout her body.

As her body sank to the shower floor, her tail twitched, showing her climaxing on the tiled shower floor. Letting the hot and relaxing water wash away any of her juices, she sighed and felt her wings twitch, still hard as ever. Blitz watched her body relax and smiled with pride that he had gotten her off with just simple wing play. Though he was slowly starting to get hard, he knew she would return the favor and play with his wings as well. Going to all fours, Blitz nuzzled her ear and kissed it at the same time.

“Seems you do know my wings very well,” Breeze said after she finally caught her breath. “Shall I return the favor?”

As Blitz was about to answer her, her eyes stopped in their tracks as she stared between his legs. Blitz could see the odd look on her face and for a brief second he was unsure of what she was looking at until he felt a twitch from his erection. His full erection. Feeling his face turn red, he closed his legs and looked away feeling slightly embarrassed.

“S-sorry,” Blitz stammered out, unsure of what to say to her. Even though they regularly got each other off with wing preening, normal sex wasn’t something they were adept at.

“Still want me to return the favor?” Breeze asked feeling her body heat up at the thought of getting him off. “I… I could suck you off if you wanted.”

Blitz’s eyes went fully open at the idea of his girl taking a sudden step in their activities. His wings were ready to be preened but the thought of actually getting a blowjob from her.

“Are-are you serious?” He stammered out, unsure of what to say.

Breeze looked away slightly, but her curiosity wanted to take the next step in their relationship. Looking at his face she saw his mane draping over his eyes, giving her an idea to try out.

“Yes, but we can make it fun if you want,” She said as she slowly pulled her body up. “Maybe you could continue to wash me while I… sucked you off.”

Blitz wasn’t sure what to think about her proposal, until she stretched her hoof out and grabbed the bottle and held it in her mouth. The sight of the emerald mare holding the bottle as she did while the water continued to stream down on them, Blitz’s heart melted and a soft smile came onto his face. If she was ready for the next step then who was he to deny her that. With a bit of eagerness he grabbed the bottle of shampoo from her, ready to let his hooves dance around her scalp. Rising back up to his hindlegs, Breeze got a good look at his erection and quickly got into a mindset for it.

“Don’t take more than you can,” Blitz said, noticing her watching his erection like she had no idea on how to take it in.

“Ok,” She replied as she closed her eyes, opened her mouth and slowly moved into it.

As the warmth of her tongue wrapped around his erection, Blitz’s wings twitched violently as he nearly dropped the bottle of shampoo to the floor. Regaining his composure quickly, he brought the bottle to her purple mane and squeezed a bit of the clear white gel into it. Closing the bottle and dropping it to the ground, Blitz brought both his hooves up and placed them against her mane. Feeling his hooves, Breeze moaned softly and pushed a bit more of it into her mouth. The more it went in, the more of a taste she could get from it. To her, it was a reminder of the ocean, giving it a salty taste.

Rubbing his hooves against her mane, Blitz groaned softly as she managed to take about half of his length in her mouth before she started to pull back and forth, slowly breaking into a rhythm. It was slightly alien to her, but reading and watching enough porn gave her a good idea on how to do it. Feeling her work, Blitz sighed happily, knowing his neglected dick would be fully serviced by her.

“Not bad babe,” Blitz cooed softly, and he craned his head up, letting his hooves run around her mane, feeling small grains of sand slipping out thanks to the shampoo and the rushing water. While she sucked him off, the feeling of his hooves on her head relaxed her greatly, making it easier for her to work. Opening her eyes she blinked a few times as she watched his abs as she moved. Moving her eyes up, she could see him staring at the ceiling with a small smile on his face. Feeling her staring at him, Blitz looked back down and smiled at her. She curved her lips slightly, trying to smile back at him before she pushed a bit more of his length into her throat.

As the blowjob went on, Blitz wondered if she would be interested in taking it past the level of a blowjob and go for a full blown rutting. The idea floated around his head as his hooves washed down every part of her mane, removing any and all the bits of sand and dirt from it.

“Mhm, Sweetheart, I’m getting pretty close,” He spoke softly, getting ready to ask her.

“Mmph.” Was all she moaned into his twitching erection, growing curious to what his semen would taste like.

“Wanna go farther and try something else?” He asked her as he pushed her face away gently. “Do you want to try rutting?”

Breeze’s eyes went wide at the notion of getting rutted and she wasn’t sure what to say. As her eyes looked from his face to his erection, she started to wonder what it would be like to have his cock inside of her. Even though he was an averaged sized pegasus, it still scared her slightly, remembering hearing about how the first time would be painful.

Blitz patiently waited for an answer from her, but as he looked at her face he saw hints of concern and fear on her expression. Wanting to try and comfort her, he moved his hoof to her jaw and pushed it up lightly.

“Are you nervous because it’s your first proper time with me?” Blitz asked, knowing very well he would be her first.

“Yeah,” She said softly as she looked at his face for a second before looking back at his twitching erection. “You’ll be gentle right?”

“Don’t worry. I’ll go slowly for you.” He reassured her as he brushed a bit of her mane with his hoof.

“It’s going to hurt a bit right?” She asked as she slowly pulled her body up.

“A bit, I’ll be as gentle as possible.”

Taking a deep breath, breeze slowly turned her body around and stared at the wall before looking over her shoulder at him. Moving a bit, Blitz placed his hooves on her back and let his erection poke at her thigh for a few seconds before he reached down and held his dick up so it was lined up perfectly.

Feeling the tip of it brush against her wetness, Breeze felt her breathing pick up indefinitely. Seeing the look on her face, Blitz worried he was taking it too quickly and decided to relax her a bit by letting his hooves run up her spine. Breeze cooed softly as she felt his hooves massage circles into her back, making her move her head down and try to calm down.

“Try not to be tense alright, I’m going to push it in.” He said, giving her a proper warning.

“Mhm hm,” She replied, her voice sounding slightly frantic as she brought up her hoof and rested it against the wall for support.

With a small rock of his hips, he slowly pushed the tip of his erection into her tight virgin folds. Feeling it going in, Breeze let out a slightly pained grunt and bit her lower lip. Thanks to her smaller and muscular frame, it only added to the overall tightness of her body.

“Damn,” Breeze whispered, hissing through her teeth as he pushed his erection a bit more into her soaked, anxious pussy.

Pulling his body back slightly, he clamped his hooves on her flank and gave his hips a firm buck. Half of it went in and Breeze felt her body stiffen up and her eyes nearly glazed over. The only thing that soothed her frantic mind was the water raining down on her head, doing its best to put her at ease. Blinking her eyes a few times, her vision felt like it was starting to blur. The sound of the water started to become slightly more distant and her wings fluttered gently, foreshadowing that they would flare open once he was fully in.

“Last push, get ready.” Blitz told her as he got ready to hilt her.

Saying nothing to him, Breeze waited for it, like waiting for a bomb to go off. Pulling back a bit, he pushed it in fully, letting his hips rest against her ass. Breeze hissed through her teeth as she felt every inch of his throbbing member inside of her. She felt so stretched out and full she couldn’t figure out what she should think.

Blitz also hissed through his teeth, feeling her tight, massaging walls around his erection. It felt godly and, wanting to feel her walls more, he pulled his hips back slowly, making her feel every small movement in her backside. It felt good for her but it is also hurt a fair amount. Pushing it back in, her brain was barely able to process the feelings, almost making her legs buckle underneath her.

“Oh goddesses…” She muttered unable to think clearly.

“Are you ok?” Blitz said to her, hoping she was still good to continue.

“I’m…fine.” She muttered out as her senses slowly returned to her and as she noticed he wasn’t moving his hips at all. “It feels bigger than it looks.”

“You sure?” he asked, calmly bringing his hoof to her chin and turning her face to his.

Breeze looked at his soft smile and felt happy he wasn’t focusing on just pleasuring himself with her not feeling comfortable enough to continue.

“I’m fine dear,” She said as she braced her back legs. “But I would feel better with a kiss.”

Blitz chuckled and slowly moved his face over to hers and locked lips with her. They held their mouths together for a few seconds before Blitz turned his eyes downward to her neck and started to break into a small pace. Turning her face to the wall she gritted her teeth and clenched her eyes shut as hard as she could. His thrusts were gentle, but not so much that he wasn’t enjoying it. He was doing his best to please her and, though her face showed slight signs of pain, her throat was letting small moans escape it. Blitz was content with going at his slow and steady pace, and slowly moved his hooves up so they wrapped around her ribs. Pulling his body close to hers, his thrusts didn’t stop but he gently and passionately started to kiss her neck, ignoring the soft taste of shampoo on her fur. Feeling his kisses, Breeze’s wings twitched and stayed erect. She didn’t even notice when they flared open but she wouldn’t have cared.

The more he kissed her neck and worked his dick, the closer she got to a second orgasm. She wasn’t sure how much he had left, but had a feeling she was going to have a second climax thanks to his handiwork. As if on cue with her thoughts, Breeze felt her body slowly starting to tighten up. Blitz felt it too and groaned into her back as her inner walls started to tighten up and squeeze his erection as well. Feeling it tighten, Blitz put a bit more strength and speed into his thrusts, knowing he wasn’t far off.

Suddenly he heard Breeze let out a muffled moan as her body tensed up even more. For a brief second he wasn’t sure what happened but as he felt a warm feeling wrapping around his erection he knew he had gotten her off for a second time.

Resting his head against her neck, Blitz focused fully on getting himself off.

Breeze moaned in tune with his thrusts, enjoying every extra pound she could. The feeling of a second orgasm and the passion he showed her made her feel loved, and damn near felt like royalty. Closing her eyes again, Breeze let her mind get washed away in a sea of bliss and pleasure. She wanted to act like one of those porno mares and scream at how much she enjoyed it, but opted for being at the middle of moaning and screaming.

Snorting air into her neck, Blitz was reeling in the sweet sensation of her backside. Everything his dick touched felt like a furnace and her walls refused to loosen around his erection. Any second he would feel the urge to hold it in and plow her as fast as he could. Of course he knew better than leaving it in. As his brain sent a signal through his body, Blitz slowed down for a second before his thrusts became short, erratic, jerky, and very eager.

“Almost…there,” He growled into her neck as he kissed it.

Breeze said nothing, barely letting the words register in her mind. The sensation was too great to ignore but as he gave a final thrust, he pulled out and a wave of emptiness washed over her body, before she felt something spray up at her stomach. Opening her eyes, she heard her boyfriend grunt as his body fidgeted, sending surges of semen to the shower floor and letting it wash away. Some of it washed across her hooves but she couldn’t tell the difference from the water. After a few longs second of grunts and groans, Blitz sighed and hugged his girl close to his body.

“Thank you Breeze. Thank you so much,” He said as he moved his face to her face looking for a kiss.

“Anything for you Blitz, anything for you,” She said as she locked lips with him, letting them exchange a long and passionate kiss.

Author's Note

Request for one of my editors SolidFire

Wedding anniversary

The house was quiet, save for the soft voice resonating from the small living room overlooking the plaza of Canterlot. On the couch in the center of the room sat two vastly different yet similar ponies, Civil Servant and Swift Night. Civil Servant, a pegasus who worked in the castle archives taking care of books. A soft snow white pony that had a very calm and slightly bookish personality that mostly kept to himself before a fated night where he met a lunar guard on duty. One little notable fact about Civil was that he always had a tie on, giving him a formal and tidy appearance in public. The guard in question was Swift Night, a female bat pony that also worked in the castle. It was all thanks to a random encounter with each other that had them fall in love with each other. For exactly one year they were married, and that night, both were about to celebrate it.

“Hard to believe we’ve been married a full year already,” Swift said softly to Civil as she brushed her hoof gently against his leg.

“Indeed,” Civil replied as she moved his forelegs to hers and rested it against it. “It was very nice of the princesses to give us both the day and night off for our anniversary.”

“Indeed it was, how should we celebrate it?” Swift asked, giving her voice a slightly sultry tone.

Civil could tell what she desired thanks to her voice and was excited for the day. He had already set up a dinner reservation at one of the more famous restaurants in Canterlot, and had brought a pair of crescent moon shaped earrings for her as well. He knew she would love both gifts but he knew what she loved more than anything that money could buy.

Him, or more precisely, his submissive behavior. Swift, being the bat pony she was, was a more dominant female, considering she was always surrounded by stallions. She hated appearing weak and took it upon herself to not let men push her around freely. Civil was drawn to her behavior from the moment they met and he always looked to please her whenever he could.

“Oh, I have plans for our evening darling. Dinner at the Bon Sejour, and a little wrapped surprise later on as well,” Civil replied, matching her suggestive tone.

“Hmm, you know how to please but…” Swift said to him, letting her hoof slide closer to his inner thighs. “What can you give me now?”

Civil could barely hold back his excitement as he knew she was in the mood for a little mid-morning fun. His body almost trembled with excitement and his wings fluttered briefly as he stared into her eyes with a big smile.

“That depends,” he said softly as he moved into her face, looking for a kiss. “What you do desire from me?”

Swift chuckled softly and leaned into his face, allowing her to nuzzle him briefly before she gave his lips a quick kiss. Though it was quick, she followed up with another before she leaned forward, pushing her mate softly into the couch cushions underneath him.

“I can think of many things,” She replied as she rested her warm body against his while her mind filled with many perverted and kinky thoughts. “But I’m sure a stallion of your caliber can determine what I want right now.”

Civil smirked at her before he nuzzled her cheek and let one of his hooves become slightly adventurous. Swift felt her body shiver with anticipation as she felt his soft yet firm hoof start to rub against the lower area of her stomach.

“You want to be pleased in the most carnal way possible, either it in the bedroom or even on our roof overlooking the city.” His hoof brushed past one of her teats making her shiver even more at his touch.

“Hmm, correct. Maybe I would love to be pleased in the shower or even over the kitchen sink as well,” She said to him, letting her own hoof travel over his body, slowly moving for his length. “Or maybe I want to do it right now on the couch.” Her hoof stopped against his sheathe before she started to gently rub it, hoping it would come out of its hiding spot.

“Right now you say?” He answered with a curious tone as he moved his mouth to her neck, letting his lips brush against the vein in her neck, making her shudder at his touch. “Any way that I can make you happy works for me.”

Just as she felt the heat warming up in her body, he pulled his lips away, making her whimper and feel a bit empty.

“Hmm, do that again.” She said as she craned her neck up slightly with a hint of urgency in her voice. “I love it when you kiss my neck.”

Civil smirked, before pushing his lips onto her neck. She was expecting it, but a soft moan escaped her throat as her body arched up in response. As she felt him kiss her, her hoof which was against his sack felt a slight twitch before his dick started to harden up. Pressing her hoof slightly harder against it, driving Civil put a bit more emphasis on his kisses.

“Mhm, seems my faithful husband is eager to please me today,” Swift whispered into the air as her perverted mind started to fill with more carnal images of sex. Images of sex in the shower, over the sink, in the middle of Canterlot park, to even the royal bed chambers of the princesses. No place was safe from her lusty images.

“Very much so,” He replied as his hoof moved down from her teat and rested against her slit. “I can’t have an unsatisfied wife, now can I?” He ended as he slowly started to massage her slit.

Swift felt her breathing picking up and soon found her legs fidgeting with excitement. Though his massaging was slow and methodical, a small wet feeling started to surface in her nethers. Turning her head down slightly, her slitted irises locked onto his bright green tie before she grabbed it in her hoof, pulling on it slightly. Civil pulled back and rested his head on the couch as he stared up at his smirking wife.

“Very, now why don’t you make me a happy wife and put that little tongue of yours to work?” She said with a bit of a commanding tone in her voice as she moved her body up slightly.

“Yes dear,” Civil replied as his eyes wandered downward, knowing very well how she wanted him to please her.

Bringing her free hoof against his slicked back blue mane, she guided him down as his body shuffled over the sofa until his face was right underneath her body. As she positioned herself slightly, Civil smiled at the bit of pink sticking out against her dark fur. Thanks to the lighting in the room he could see she was getting wet and let his smile turn into a smirk before he moved his hooves to her flank and pulled her down slightly.

Swift let out a gasp as she felt his wet muzzle brush against her inner thigh before his tongue slipped out and slowly brushed against her wetness, slowly lapping it up.

“Ah…that’s a good boy~” She muttered softly as she closed her eyes to enjoy his tongue work.

Civil didn’t say a word and let his tongue wiggle around inside of her tightness, making her squirm and moan softly. He may have been slow with his movements but every stroke of his tongue showed how eager he was to please her and make sure everything was perfect. Though she was a tough pony, she was easily pleased when it came to sex. Civil knew that, but always wanted to give her the best.

As he licked, Swift moved her hoof to behind her body and let it rest against his lean gut. Peering over her shoulder she could see his erection slowly growing more and more until it was fully erect and brushing, just barely, against her tail. Feeling it touch her, she smiled and moved her tail slightly, making him tense up and groan into her pussy as he continued to service her. As he groaned, his tongue went a bit deeper into her folds, making her shudder and slowly brush her tail against him again. The more she brushed, the harder he licked and, for a few long and intense minutes, Swift continued to toy with his penis until she noticed a bit of precum coming out of it. Moving both her hooves, Swift put one to his forehead and let the other brush softly against his erection. Stroking it ever so gently, she felt his hips move forward in response.

“I could easily fix this little leak over yours sweetheart,” she said as she forced his head back into the cushions. “Would you like that?”

As his head went back, a small line of drool connected his mouth and her pussy for a few seconds before it broke and landed on his tie. Forced to move away, Civil gave his wife a pleading look as he breathed heavily against her fur.

“Yes dear.” He said in a shaky voice as she continued to stroke his erection lightly.

“Hmm, then how should we do it?” She said in a faux pas tone as she stared at the ceiling and pressed harder against his dick.

Civil’s face scrunched up as she continued to torture him. He had so many suggestions and each idea made his erection twitch hard and hurt more.

“If I may dear,” Civil said hoping to draw her attention. “I say we do your favorite position.”

“Ooh?” She replied as she looked into his yellow eyes. “Dear husband, what is my favorite position?” She asked curving her smile slightly.

Civil knew the answer better than his own name. While they had dabbled in many positions ranging from mid-air sex to simple sixty-nines, Swift had a love for the simple.

Missionary.

“You love it when your back is against something and I loom over you,” He told her as he continued to stare up.

“Mhm,” She replied, moving her body back slightly, before she grabbed his tie and pulled on it. “You need to give me more detail.”

“You loved it when both our chests touch together and you lock your legs around my hips,” Civil answered back as he slowly pulled himself up while she slowly leaned back into the couch. “Even with you being the mare that you are, you still prefer the comfort of seeing me while I rut you, and you prefer to make love instead of just having sex.”

“Correct,” She said as her body now rested against the couch and his body loomed over hers with his erection brushing gently against her stomach. “Shall we get to it then?”

Civil didn’t say a word as he moved back slightly and slowed his breathing down and tried to relax. Looking into her eyes again, Swift brought her forelegs around his chest and held onto him as he got ready to move in. Pressing the tip of his dick against her slit, Swift’s eyes went wide briefly as he pulled back slightly to line himself up perfectly. With a small rock of his hips, he pushed about half of his erection into her pussy, making her grunt and moan at the same time. Thanks to how wet she was from his brief tongue lashing, there was no pain behind his thrust.

“Come on. Get it in.” Swift said in an eager tone.

“Mmph,” Civil grunted as he turned his eyes downward and started to slowly push it in more. Swift moaned and slowly moved her hind legs so they wrapped around his hips. Feeling it go deep inside of her, she brought her fangs to his neck and nibbled at it gently. Civil strained his neck slightly, the feeling of her fangs slightly unsettling but very arousing. Pulling out slightly, Civil snorted air out of his nose and pushed his erection fully in.

“Ah, that’s good,” Swift muttered into his neck as her mind blanked for a brief second before she felt fully hilted. Hugging his neck, she pulled his face down, letting both of their noses brush against each other. As both of the noses touched briefly, they looked into each other’s eyes and smiled before they locked lips again.

As they let their tongue fight for power, Civil slowly pulled his member out before he rammed it back inside her and quickly broke into a slow pace. The first few thrusts felt rough and succeeded in making Swift moan into his lips while making the couch groan as her body pushed against the soft fabric. Every time he pushed in, it felt like millions of small electrical pulses echoed throughout her body, making her coo and moan into his mouth.

“Ahh, that’s my perfect stallion,” She said as they broke the kiss for a brief second, before Civil moved his mouth back into hers and focused purely on giving her satisfaction.

Wanting to please her more, Civil put more power behind his thrusts, forcing her to hold on tightly in fear she would be pushed right off the couch. There was a bit of pain behind his thrusts but it was mostly drowned out by the pure pleasure she was feeling.

Time slowly ticked by and minutes felt like hours as the sex went on. Swift kept holding onto his body, moaning in tune with his thrusts. It was times like that when she was happy he was a pegasus. Thanks to their naturally high endurance, any and all activities would always last longer with them. Sex was no exception to that and it showed in raw form. Many times Civil tried to pull his lips away from his wife but she refused to part with him, wanting to make their anniversary the most memorable one they could.

“How you…doing sweetheart?” Swift asked finally breaking the long kiss with him.

“I’m…getting pretty close,” he groaned in response.

“Don’t worry, so am I. You’re making me happy.” Swift replied, sounding happy they were both near a finish. “Don’t worry about pulling out either. My heat cycle isn’t in swing.”

Civil smiled and relaxed himself slightly. One fear he always had was actually getting her pregnant and having to raise a child. While they were married and a child was something they would want one day, that time was not now. Snorting air out his nose, Civil started to pick up his speed and rocked her body harder. Closing her eyes, Swift rested her face into his shoulder and just focused on taking it.

Feeling his end coming, Civil nipped down on her earlobe and grunted into her ear, a warning he was nearing very quickly. Pressing his hooves against the arm of the couch, Civil bared himself forward, continuously grinding the base of his shaft against his wife. Eventually his thrusts became shorter and his grunts became a whinny, making Swift moan deeper into him. The need to finish off grew more as both of them could feel Swift’s passage get tighter as the anticipation of the end neared.

Squeezing her legs more tightly around his midsection, Swift opened her mouth and placed her fangs into his shoulder signaling a bite would greet him on his finish. Civil felt her teeth but didn’t waver in his thrusts. The love bites were something he was used to and even loved when she bit down with her fangs. Civil had his own way of dealing with her bites. He would focus all of his animalistic lust on pleasuring her. The better her orgasm, the better the bite and the greater he felt.

“Sweetheart I’m…getting close,” Civil grunted out as he felt sweat start to run down his forehead.

“Mmmmph!” Swift moaned into his shoulder, letting her teeth sink slightly in, ready to pierce his flesh.

Eventually her brain felt a sharp jolt from her nethers and in return she tried to hold in her orgasm as long as she could. Her moaning started to get loud enough that her voice felt like it was starting to crack. With each thrust of his erection Civil grunted and tensed up suddenly as he felt a warm sensation erupt from his wife, along with the feeling of her teeth sinking deeper in, breaking the thin wall of flesh. It was what he needed and, with one powerful thrust, Civil emptied his contents into her.

As both orgasms met head on, Swift’s body shuddered and spasmed, letting both juices collide inside of her. What didn’t stay inside of her, seeped out and dripped to the couch below, and while both knew a cleanup would be necessary; the only thing that was on their minds was each other. As his dick stopped surging, Swift pulled her mouth off his shoulder and nuzzled his nose, looking for a kiss. Civil acknowledged her and brought his lips to hers, and kissed even with a bit of his blood in her mouth. As they kissed, Civil slowly pulled his deflating erection out, letting more of their jizz go onto the expensive couch. Both looked down at their messes and smiled at the sight

“Shall we hit the shower and clean up quickly?” Civil asked his wife as he reached up and brushed a bit of her mane away from her eyes.

“Oh, I’m ready to please you until you can’t walk anymore,” Civil replied as he reached for his tie and pulled it off, before he walked to her side and trotted in tune with her steps.

Author's Note

Request for Manuccia

Celestia and her broom: the love story

“Hmm, what a beautiful day it is,” Celestia hummed softly as she looked out of her window at the sky before her.

It was a simple mid-afternoon, and Celestia could see a few weather pegasi pushing a bunch of clouds away from the sky, signaling the end of a rain shower. Far below Celestia could see ponies slowly moving out of their homes and resuming their day of simple things from deliveries, to reopening their stalls. As she stared on, she sighed contently, happy to know that she didn’t have any important meetings she had to attend to, or do anything important for a bit few hours.

Turning into her room, Celestia saw her regal reflection in a mirror that stood over a drawer that was meant to hold her crown and her hoof slippers. For a brief second she took a good look at her face, and smiled at how beautiful she looked. The way her mane flowed against the window backdrop, it was almost perfect enough to have an artist paint it.

“Maybe I should bring in an artist and have them paint me like this,” Celestia remarked, letting her beautiful expression turn into a soft grin. “Of course, if they failed at painting my glorious being, then I’ll give them a one way trip to the sun!”

The mere thought of sending a pony to the sun or even the moon aroused her greatly, yet she frowned at the thought of rumors that would surely spread. Being called a tyrant masquerading as a loving royal ruler was something she would openly welcome, but the way the courts would handle it would make her look very unfit for ruling.

Letting her grin fade away, she looked away from her reflection and wondered how she would entertain herself.

“How should I spend my time alone?” Celestia asked herself as she thought about her choices. It has been awhile since I last met up with Thane. She turned away from the mirror and looked around for something, anything to do.

Her eyes quickly locked onto her small closet at the side of her elaborate room. “Oh... I should not be neglecting him so,” Celestia whined as she started skipping towards the closet with childlike glee.

“He’ll make me feel proper.” Lighting up her horn, Celestia gently opened the door and smiled as her eyes locked onto… him. Focusing her magic on him, Celestia let her small grin return to her face.

“Ah, my beautiful, Thane,” Celestia cooed softly as she lifted him out and looked on with lusty, hungry eyes.

The being in question was a broom. Not just a simple broom used by the hundreds of maids that worked in the castle daily. It was a specially made broom only for Celestia’s use. It was made from wood from the densest tree from the center of the Everfree forest. It wasn’t perfectly straight but it curved slightly, giving it a very unique appearance. Bringing her hoof to it, her body began to shiver at how smooth the wood was.

Letting her hoof travel down its length she shivered as her hoof touched the soft bristles on the bottom. Much like how the wood came from the forest, the bristles were also forest born. The bristles were a mix of manticore fur and sap from a timberwolf. When combined both make the perfect flexible parts of a broom.

“You’re the perfect thing for me right now. I’m having those silly thoughts of banishment again, and I need someone special to knock some sense back into me,” she said softly, as she brushed her cheek against his fine wood.

“I’m such a naughty pony for neglecting you so. I’ll make it up to you by letting you pick where we should do it!” Celestia’s pupil slowly shrank as she carefully listened for him to speak.

Slowing down her breathing, she pressed her ear against the wood. It didn’t take him long to answer her question. With a soft gasp, she pulled away and stared at him with utter shock on her face.

“Y-you want to do it on my bed?” The shock greatly disappeared and her same lusty grin as she looked towards her large bed. “It would only be fair, Thane. Make me yours.”

Without waiting, Celestia skipped toward her bed and threw herself on her back, ready for her suitor to do as he pleased. Bringing her hoof down past her teats she blushed slightly as she felt the broom staring at her well taken care of nethers. Once her hoof touched her pussy she noticed she was already getting wet.

“Oh dear, I’m already wet. You must think I’m such a naughty princess,” Celestia said in a slightly faux pas tone.

Bending her willpower, she slowly turned the broom upside down so the bristles were facing her. Once it was up right, she moved the broom nearer while curving the malleable wood so the end was curved enough to look like a regular boner.

“Oh my, seems my naughtiness turned you on greatly. Perhaps I shouldn’t lock you away for so long,” Celestia teased as she opened her legs more.

The alicorns breathing only increased in anticipation as Thane floated forward before gently rubbing his smooth hardness against her sexually deprived hole. As he moved against her, Celestia moaned softly as Thane slowly lowered his bristles towards her face. As his hardness brushed against her wetness, Celestia let out a loud gasp. Slowly moving himself up and down, he succeeded in making her tremble and moan.

“Mhmm, take your time, Thane. I deserve to wait for you,” Celestia cooed as she looked down at his erection and smiled.

Looking back up, she closed her eyes half-way before drawing Thane close to her body. As he moved closer Celestia moaned as his erection moved past her folds and into her body. Resting his body against hers, Celestia brought her face to his rough bristles and gently kissed him. As she kissed Thane went in deeper, making her back arch up and her majestic wings flutter slightly.

“T-Thane, I…ah!” Cutting her off, Thane slid forward, letting a few inches of wood go deeper into her.

“Ahhh, you’re so much better than any stallion could hope to offer!” she moaned, wrapping her front hooves as his wooden frame.

~~~

“Oh no…” one guard said softly, hearing the voice of the princess from behind the door he was guarding.
“What?” a second one said, not hearing her voice.

Suddenly his ears perked up at the sound of a mare engaging in a sexual act.

“The princess is playing with Thane again,” the first guard stammered out, as his back legs fidgeted slightly.

“Who?” the second asked.

“Thane, her… lover.”

“B-but no one walked past us.”

“Don’t ask, just pray no one has to see the princess,” the first said, staring back forward, doing his best to ignore the torture he was about to face.

~~~

Celestia continued to writhe with pleasure as her lover slowly started to work himself. The way the wood bended made Celestia quiver as her walls tried to massage the oddly shaped appendage.

Oh mother, I’m such a whore. She did her best to keep her composure but knew she was going to enjoy every bit of what he had to offer her.

Even though she felt like a common whore, she knew that Thane would be ashamed to hear her speak such vulgar words. Unlike others, he cared for what she wanted. Nights when she needed to vent to someone, Thane listened and took everything without saying anything back. He was perfect for her and she loved every second of it.

“Fix me, Thane. Fix this dirty mare!” Celestia begged, as she rocked her hips slightly, telling him to do it.

She shuddered with ecstasy as he pushed forward, making the whole curved area of his wood go into her insides. Closing her eyes, Celestia hissed with enjoyment and felt him break into a faster pace.

Celestia never felt so good in her life. Focusing all of her magic on Thane’s movements, her once celestial mane slowly turned into a simple shade of pink. As it became fully pink, Celestia made him grind against her walls which her descend further into depravity. Opening her eyes back open, they were the smallest they could go, no bigger than peas on a plate.

“Harder! Faster! Make me feel like a goddess!” Celestia screamed in a crazed tone.

Celestia let out another moan as he went in deeper, making the tip of his wooden erection bulge from her gut. Just noticing her stomach bulge slightly made her closer to climaxing on him.

Eventually she couldn’t take it anymore. Flaring her horn up she put so much magic on the broom that even the guards outside the door could see the air shimmer around them. As the guards’ erections started to fully extend, Celestia hit the final stretch. With one last powerful buck of her hips she let out one carnal moan and felt a wetness seep from her body. She let out a few more screams of pleasure as she worked Thane until everything left her body and soaked his wood and the bed sheets below her.

As Celestia started to catch her breath, she slowly removed Thane from her and hugged him like a lover would hug their partner after sex.

"Thank you, Thane. You made me feel happy today. It's always so hard keeping appearances in public and not wanting to banish everyone to the moon or even the sun. My subjects always talk behind my back, calling vulgar names such as Molestia or even a cold tyrant. So what if I banish a few neighsayers to the moon? They clearly deserve it! At least you made me feel happy today and whenever I need you. Thank you," Celestia said to him as she slowly caught her breath and started into his rough bristles.

~~~

“I-is she done?” the second guard said as he slowly panted to try and make his erection go away.

“Yes. She’ll be asleep for about an hour. She always makes love to... him, when she gets antsy,” the first replied as he pressed his body against the cold floor, shocking his penis.

“S-suddenly I wish I was a lunar guard instead,” the second replied, following suit of his partner.

“Apparently she’s just as bad, and even louder then Celestia is. Remember, she has the Royal Canterlot Voice.”

“Damn. Can... I run to the bathroom quickly?” the second asked, wanting to get a much needed release.

The first nodded to his partner and he quickly started to awkwardly run down the hallway. As he turned the corner, the first guard’s ears perked back up as the sound of moaning started to build up again.

“THANE TAKE MY ASS!” Could be heard through the doors, signaling she was far from done.

“Oh Faust, please save me.”

Author's Note

Request for Diarch