Chapters The Fetishes of Ponyville
Story One: Sweet Apple Cider
“Whew” Applejack sighed as she finished loading her cart with apples.
“Hah, Mac’ll hafta pick for days to catch up now.” she boasted to herself, sweat dripping down her face as she pulled the heavy cart along the dirt roads that covered the farm that she, her younger sister, older brother and grand mother owned. Finally the beads of sweat began to annoy the country girl; she removed her hat and wiped the salty droplets away from her brow as she noticed a slender young woman with rainbow coloured hair strolling idly through the field.
The rainbow haired woman was dressed in a simple cyan tank top and tight running shorts; every single muscle on her small body was well toned, but not overly muscular; the most noticeable of those tight muscles was her ass and what an ass it was. She ran everywhere and all that work had paid off leaving her with a rear end that made every man (and even some women for that matter) drool like dogs in heat. Although Applejack would never admit it she too had even fantasised about grabbing those tight cheeks and squeezing so hard that the younger woman moaned in pain and pleasure. She bit her lip and wondered what a roll in the hay with the athletic woman would be like, but her fantasy was cut short as the other woman approached her.
“Hey RD what’cha doing in mah neck of the woods?” she asked leaving the cart behind as she wandered towards Rainbow Dash.
“AJ, I was just wondering if you had any cider left over from Pinkie’s party yesterday.” She responded as the country girl drew closer.
Applejack laughed at the other woman; she knew that Rainbow would do almost anything for even a single glass of the famous Apple family cider and so she offered to give Dash the rest of the barrel in exchange for her help dragging the harvest into the storage barn. Naturally she accepted without hesitation.
After dumping the freshly picked apples AJ rolled out the left over barrel for Dash to take, but the rainbow haired woman had a better idea in mind.
“Hey why don’t we have a little drinking competition?” Dash asked looking at the barrel, her eyes wide in anticipation.
“Sure, you’re on RD just let meh get some glasses.” And with that the freckled blonde headed toward the main house blissfully unaware that her rainbow haired friend was watching her equally toned butt as she did.
“Damn!” Rainbow thought as she admired the farm girl’s posterior
After several minutes Applejack returned carrying two large tankards. It appeared that she’d changed out of her sweaty work clothes and into something more comfortable; she was wearing jean shorts that were cut off at the top of her strong, smooth thighs and an old orange t-shirt with three red apples embroidered on the left breast that was tied off at the bottom exposing her toned stomach. She looked every bit like the cowgirls from men’s nudy magazines and it wasn’t long before Rainbow’s jaw dropped as she admired the sight.
Applejack noticed her friend’s unwavering stare and chuckled. “What’sa matter sugarcube? Ah’m sure ya’ll can wait fer ya cider.”
“Err… yeah sure.” Rainbow responded in a distracted manner. Then a devilish grin stretched across her face as she got a delicious idea, but that would have to wait till AJ was good and drunk which proved to be sooner than she thought as the two began filling their tankards.
It took eight full pints to get AJ drunk, but Rainbow knew the sacrifice was worth it to get her blonde friend exactly where she wanted her. Applejack lifted her tankard to her lips and took another sip, but this was one sip too many and she quickly found herself needing the bathroom.
“Hold on Dash Ah gotta go to tha outhouse… heh.” The farm girl stated and tried to stand on her now shaky legs.
“What in tarnation!?” Applejack yelled in surprise as Rainbow pinned her to the barn floor.
“Sorry AJ, but I gotta try this. Please don’t hate me.” Dash stated as she undid AJ’s belt and tied her hands behind her back.
Applejack giggled slightly when she felt Rainbow kissing her exposed stomach and realised that the athletic younger woman desired her body as much as she did hers. Of course she ‘pretended’ to struggle, but ultimately let Rainbow have free reign over her body.
“Dash… Dash… AAh!” Applejack moaned between gasps as Rainbow ravaged her breasts, but each moan and squeak only served to drive Rainbow insane with lust until she was trying to suck the milk from her friend’s breasts.
“Dash… Please… Stop. Ah… Ah… Gotta pee…” AJ begged and squirmed with pain as she attempted to hold it in, but her partner wasn’t listening.
Finally, Dash ran her slender fingers down Applejack’s stomach until the reached the zip on her shorts; it was time for Rainbow to put her plan into action, but first she wanted to make the beautiful country girl squirm. She slowly pulled the zip down and began sliding the denim shorts down AJ’s smooth thighs.
“Dash… ah… aah… What.. what are ya’ll… ooh!” Applejack’s question was cut short by moans of pleasure as Rainbow slipped her fingers in between her legs.
“Aaaagh!” AJ screamed as she began peeing, but Rainbow had other ideas and so she jammed her finger into Applejack’s urethra stopping the flow and causing AJ to cry out in pain.
Her eyes were full of tears as Rainbow tore away her slightly wet panties to reveal her vagina, still dripping with urine and love juice.
“Ah ah aah, don’t waste the cider AJ.” Rainbow laughed and began licking the sticky liquid from between Applejack’s legs.
“Ooooh…” AJ howled and began kicking as Rainbow clamped her lips around her vagina slowly sliding her finger away as she did so.
“MMMM…” Rainbow moaned as the warm liquid filled her mouth; it tasted delicious, sweet and musky with the slightest hint of bitterness. Again Rainbow moaned and swallowed every drop letting the taste linger for a few moments as she cleaned AJ’s slit with her tongue.
Applejack gasped and moaned in the throws of ecstasy; her cheeks burned with embarrassment at what Rainbow had just done, it was humiliating and painful, but also somehow exciting. AJ’s body ached and shuddered as her climax died down; finally, she fell limp with her legs still spread wide as her athletic lover stood over her.
“You sure are quick AJ.” Rainbow teased as she wiped the excess juices from her lips and admired the view that now lay in front of her. She watched as Applejack’s chest rose and fell with each gasp; the thought of such a strong woman reduced to a panting humiliated mess turned Rainbow on further until she felt her own juices seeping through her running shorts and running down her legs. Within seconds Rainbow had undressed and was now straddling the farm girl’s face.
“Hey AJ now it’s your turn.” She said as she lowered her hips over Applejack’s face. The farm girl was far too tired to resist her rainbow haired tormentor and accepted the warm lips as they lowered over her mouth; with a gentle lick she probed Dash’s slit, again she dipped her tongue into the warm, musky slot only allowing the tiniest movement as her tongue entered.
“Ooh…” Rainbow moaned and lowered herself further so that she was almost suffocating her blonde friend. “Deeper AJ! Deeper!” She cried as Applejack began to lap up her juices in an almost trancelike state.
“Ahh! Ahh! AJ! AJJJJ!!” Rainbow climaxed hard in an explosion of warm juices that almost drowned her blonde lover; she finally collapsed next to AJ still panting and shuddering from the excitement that still controlled her body.
Finally, Rainbow pulled away and untied AJ leaving her spread wide for all to see; it was a spectacular sight, in fact it was so good that Dash felt the need to find her phone in her discarded shorts and take a photo. At first AJ protested and tried to cover herself, but she was so exhausted from her romp with Dash that she couldn’t summon the energy and lay motionless letting Dash take as many photos as she liked.
Almost as if she felt the image was missing something, Rainbow lifted the cowgirl’s had from her head an placed it back on the golden locks where it belonged before snapping one last photo of her friend; this picture was a lot more to her taste as AJ blushed and poorly attempted to hide her soaked privates with her hat.
“Thanks AJ that was the best cider I’ve ever tasted; maybe we could do it again some time.” She winked and dressed herself before escaping out of the backdoor, leaving AJ lying naked and breathless on the hay.
AJ placed her hands over her face, she couldn’t believe what she’d just done; it left her embarrassed, tired, humiliated and strangely excited, she wanted to do it again. In fact Applejack couldn’t wait until Rainbow’s next visit, except this time she’d make Dash squirm instead. AJ smiled at the thought and lay for a few moments longer before sneaking back to her room in the destroyed shirt and soaking shorts that Rainbow had created during her lust.
It had been roughly a week since the incident at Sweet Apple Acres and AJ was getting impatient, she wanted Dash to come back for another roll in the hay, but no matter how much she offered her ‘cider’ Rainbow always had something to do leaving AJ frustrated.
“MMM… Dassssh!” AJ moaned as she came; she’d been masturbating daily since the incident, but no amount of playing with herself could sedate the lust that burned for the rainbow haired woman. She sighed and licked the sticky liquid off of her fingers; she liked to pretend that the juices belonged to Dash even though hers tasted different.
“Sis, yer Rainbow friend’s here for ya, but Ah guess I’ll tell her ya ain’t in.” Big Mac had become a lot more talkative recently; of course this would normally be strange, but since he’d been helping Pinkie at Sugarcube corner recently AJ just attributed his new found voice to that. Before AJ could reply he began walking down the stairs and back to the front door.
“Dash’s here?! Mac Waaaiiit!” The farm girl yelled desperately to stop her older brother from sending her friend away. She hurriedly put on her jeans and chased after Big Mac, catching him moments before he reached the door. “Ah… Ah forgot there’s somethin’ Ah wanted ta see her about, ya can go back to what’cha was doin’.” She didn’t exactly lie, but she did omit the full reason she needed to see Dash so urgently.
“Eeyup.” Mac said as he opened the door and wandered straight past Rainbow.
After Mac had left the two women stood staring at each other in an awkward silence, both wanted so desperately to say what was on their mind, but they were too embarrassed. Finally they broke through the silence.
“Dash…”
They both started at the same time and chuckled as they blushed then AJ gestured for her athletic friend to go first.
“AJ I… I’m sorry for what I did the other day, I was drunk and I kinda lost control. I know you’ve probably forgiven me, but I was so embarrassed that I avoided you…” Rainbow had never looked more feminine than in that moment; her cheeks were a rich pink, her eyes were off to the left as she tried to avoid eye contact and the cutest part of all was the fact that her hands were fidgeting in nervousness.
Applejack smiled at the sudden cuteness of her rainbow haired friend. “Well… it’s not like Ah didn’t… ermm… like it…” The country girl removed her hat and used it to cover her blushing cheeks.
“Wait… you did?” Rainbow asked in surprise.
“Well yeah… and Ah… Ah’ve been tryin’ ta get ya back for another round all week.” She admitted and grabbed Dash’s hand, squeezing it gently as she looked into her friend’s eyes. “So… um… What d’ya say?”
Dash didn’t bother wasting words; instead she let her lips answer for her as she brushed aside the cowgirl’s hat and kissed her passionately. This time her tongue was aggressive in its conquest of Applejack’s mouth causing the farm girl to chuckle and break the kiss for a brief moment. “Ya sure are eager aint’cha?”
The door to AJ’s room burst open and she threw Dash to the bed tearing away her shirt in the same motion. Dash didn’t care about her now shredded sports top; she was only interested in getting another taste of AJ’s ample bosom and Applejack was more than happy to oblige as she removed her shirt and tank top showing off her large milky breasts. The cowgirl wasted no time in climbing on top of her friend and started sucking her smaller more sensitive nipples as Rainbow massaged her chest in return. Dash’s hands stroked down AJ’s stomach and began tugging at the denim that concealed her prize; AJ did the same, making her way down to the shorts that Dash was wearing beneath her skirt and began sliding them down the smooth flesh of Rainbow’s legs.
“Dash… hold on… Ah got an idea…” AJ managed between huffs and gasps.
“Relax Sugarcube…” AJ whispered as she slowly licked down Dash’s body, stopping briefly to bite lightly on her athletic lover’s nipples before continuing lower. Finally, after several torturous moments of licking and kissing AJ reached Dash’s feet; she’d been looking forward to indulging her fetish with Dash and wasted no time in doing so. At first she took gentle nibbles of her lover’s toes causing her to squirm and moan in embarrassment; AJ smiled as she realised that she’d found Rainbow’s weakness.
“NNN… no!!” Rainbow moaned as she tried to wrestle her feet free from the cowgirl’s grasp. “I… I… don’t like it when other people touch my feet… ” She blushed and tried to free herself.
This knew embarrassed Rainbow Dash was adorable to the farm girl and she found herself taking a sadistic pleasure in tickling the soles of her lover’s sensitive appendage. Each light stroke she traced in the soft flesh caused Rainbow to shudder and giggle in pleasure; it was at that very moment that AJ noticed the warm sticky juices that were gently leaking from her lover’s slit and she didn’t hesitate for a second in claiming them for herself as she placed herself in between Dash’s thighs.
“Woah Dash yer really soaked aintcha?” AJ teased and began licking the warm slit in front of her, slowly dragging her tongue up and down its lips stopping just short of the clitoris with each stroke.
“Sh… Shut up…” Rainbow whimpered as jolts of pleasure caressed her body.
AJ lifted herself up to look at her blushing friend and decided to have a little more fun tormenting her oh so sensitive feet. She kissed the inside of Dash’s thighs as she made her way back down her legs; finally she took Rainbow’s foot in her hand and began lightly tickling it once more. Rainbow giggled and protested as tears welled in her eyes; however they weren’t tears of sadness, no, more embarrassment at the fact that AJ had found her weakness.
“MMM…” the blonde cowgirl moaned as she sucked on the littlest toe, only releasing it for a few brief moments while she played with the ticklish sole. “Hey, can Ah call ya Dashie from now on?” she teased knowing full well that Dash became flustered when anyone but Pinkie used that name.
“Ahh…Ahhhh! No! Its too… ohhh… unc.. ooolll! Please… AJ… not my feeeeeeeeeet!” Dash squeaked and squealed as AJ tormented each toe with kisses and licks.
“Ah aint gonna stop until ya let me call ya Dashie… whenever… Ah… want.” She said between sucks and nibbles.
Rainbow was going insane; no one had ever abused her feet so much before and what made it worse was that AJ was merciless; she didn’t relent for a second. If it wasn’t licks, kisses and nibbles it was tickling and massage; worse still she was hitting every sensitive nerve causing Rainbow to get wetter as the cowgirl sent pleasure shuddering through her.
“Ok… Ok… c..call me Dashie! Now… PLEEEEASSSEEEE… st…stop…!” Rainbow gasped desperately as AJ rubbed her toes across her nipples and tickled her once more.
“Atta girl…” AJ chuckled as she finally stripped away her jeans and relaxed her assault on Rainbow’s weak spot; she was soaked as well, so much so that it was actually dripping through the crotch of her jeans as she removed them.
“Ahh… Dashie… don’t… don’t tease me….” Applejack gasped as Rainbow’s toe dipped into her wet slit once more and wiggled around stroking the slippery walls of her pussy. Before Applejack could retreat from the probing appendage she felt herself shudder and climax in an explosion of sticky liquid. “MMM… Ooh!” she moaned as her body twitched and writhed in the throws of ecstasy.
Applejack stood up shakily; letting her cum shamelessly trickle down her thighs she turned around and bent over giving Rainbow the perfect view of her freshly soaked vagina and asshole as her juices glistened in the light.
“D’ya like what ya see Dashie?” she asked as she began assaulting Dash’s feet with licks making sure to get every drop of her cum off her lover’s toes even as she kicked lightly in protest. “Behave Dashie or… ya don’t get ya… mmm… reward…” she said as she licked the love juice off Rainbow’s skin.
“Aaaah… AJ… Stop! Ooooh FUUUUCK!” Dash screamed with each stroke of the farm girl’s tongue.
“Darnit Dashie ya sure are loud…” AJ chuckled and broke away from her fetish to place her soiled underwear in Rainbow’s mouth in an attempt to quiet her screams of pleasure. “…Now be a good girl and scream into them…” she said with a gentle kiss to Rainbow’s forehead and returned to licking her toes.
As Applejack finished gathering up all her juices she turned to her rainbow haired lover and took away the underwear that softened Dash’s moans, replacing the black cotton garments with her own lips.
“OOOOH!” Dash moaned as she shuddered with each lick, she was so close to climax but every time she came close AJ would stop and let her orgasm die away.
“What’s that Dashie… Ah cain’t hear ya?” AJ teased; circling Dash’s clit with her tongue to bring her close once more.
“LET… ME…. CUUUUUUUMMM!!” Dash screamed loudly as she twitched with AJ’s teasing.
AJ finally put Dash out of her misery and bit down on her clit; using her fingers to stimulate the pink walls of her pussy while she licked the sensitive button being held by her teeth she brought the rainbow haired woman to a desperate shuddering climax.
AJ licked her lips and climbed up to meet Rainbow eye to eye; she was almost asleep and could barely summon the strength to kiss AJ as the farm girl untied her. As soon as her hands fell free Rainbow weakly wrapped her arms around AJ who snuggled closer; the farm girl softly traced her finger tips around Rainbow’s belly button and pulled the blanket over her before the two slipped away into a deep sleep.
“PHEW!” AJ said as she took another large swig of cider.
It had been a week since she’d last rolled in the hay and she was getting restless; Dash said that she’d come by today for another round and so in preparation AJ was drinking a heck of a lot more than she normally would. It made her smile to know that soon Dash would be partaking of her juices just as she would get to indulge herself with the rainbow haired woman’s soft feet once more.
AJ crossed her legs as she sat on top of the cider barrel that she’d rolled out to the barn for Dash’s and her private use; she needed to pee and if Dash didn’t show up soon she’d waste the surprise. After a few more moments AJ heard light footsteps coming from behind her; she turned and there stood the beautiful athletic woman. She was dressed in a short cyan skirt that clung to her petit form and a low cut white shirt that left nothing to the imagination, her hair was tied in twin pigtails; more surprisingly she was wearing make up and it was clear that she’d made a lot of effort to please the farm girl. Finally AJ’s gaze drifted down Dash’s slender legs and she stopped as she noticed the cyan high heels that Dash wore; her mouth hung open at the sight and she grabbed Rainbow in excitement.
“Alright Dashie let’s do it!!” With that AJ kissed the athletic woman and dragged her into the barn.
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The Fetishes of Ponyville
Story Two: Private Parties
Her face was covered in thick sweet cream from the most recent incident with her experimental cake cannon, it seemed like she’d gotten the mixture wrong… Again. This scene had been increasingly more common over the last few days and now it was beginning to get on her nerves; Pinkie Pie was not what the citizens of Ponyville would call a normal girl, but more recently she’d been getting stranger.
In truth the reason for her sudden over eccentricities were all traceable to one man; he was a quiet fellow who preferred to keep to himself, but last week he’d accidently let slip that he found the pink haired woman a little annoying. This was a slip of the tongue that would lead to many, many encounters in which she would obsessively try to make him like her, but no matter what she did the answer was always a disinterested “Nope”. Which led her to her latest plan; she wanted to make him like her by making a giant cake however she wasn’t tall enough to layer it with the cream topping: hence the cannon.
“Awww, not again…” Pinkie sighed as she cleaned the cream off her face, making sure to lick her fingers afterward so as not to waste good cream; it was a motto that afforded her an ample bosom and a curvy, slightly plump figure. Of course she didn’t mind being jiggly, she burned off the calories fairly quickly and it wasn’t like she had a boyfriend to impress. As soon as she’d finished cleaning up her mess she headed to the shower.
“How can I get Maccy to like me?” she thought aloud as the water caressed her naked body. She liked the way the water tickled her sensitive nipples; the way it felt as it rolled down her back and down her legs made her giggle, but still this was only a small moment of happiness before her thoughts returned to the broad, blonde and quiet farmer.
As she rubbed the water over her face it hit her. “I GOT IT!!” she yelled causing the sleeping babies in the next room to wake and start crying. “Ohhhh… this is the bestest mostest amazing idea of ideas if there was ever an idea!!” she continued as she ran naked from the still running shower to get the plan ready; of course she didn’t think about the fact that she was naked or she wouldn’t have taken the route that passed through the front of the shop and through a crowd of gawking male customers as well as a wide eyed MR. Cake: the shop’s owner.
“This’ll make him like me!”
Big Mac was a simple man, he liked his silent time away from the other townsfolk, but recently that silent time was had been destroyed by a certain pink haired woman with so much energy that she bordered on ADHD. It started a week ago with an off the cuff comment about her hyperactivity and has since spiralled out of control, so much so that her last attempt to make friends reduced his newly raised barn to a pile of wood and nails; of course this only served to reinforce his contempt with the pink haired woman.
Today was one of those rare days where he had no chores and so he used this respite to take a wander through the town’s market; it wasn’t busy which was a nice surprise, it meant that he might get the quiet time he wanted so badly. He was wrong…
As soon as he’d finished gathering the last of his luxury foods, almost as if summoned by his happiness; SHE appeared.
‘What now?’ He thought as she approached.
Her eyes were fixated on his as she skipped towards him, each hop causing her chest to bounce and her butt to wiggle; she might have been cute if she knew how to close her mouth for more than a second, but sadly that wasn’t the case.
“Hey Maccy what’cha doin’?” Pinkie asked cheerfully.
‘Ah should just tell her ta go away’ he thought, but before he could vocalise his thoughts he found himself mere inches away from Pinkie’s smiling face as her eyes stared into his. She was so close he could smell the cake frosting that she’d handled minutes before leaving Sugar Cube Corner; it was an intoxicating sweetness that almost made Big Mac forget how annoying she was.
“Maccy will you come with me to Sugar Cube Corner? Pretty, pretty pleasssse with a big juicy cherry on top. I promise I wont say a word… except for this one. Or this one. Or this one.” This went on for a few seconds before Big Mac hushed her with a finger pressed against her lips, she stared at him with fluttering eye lashes and a large smile that stretched across her face.
The smell of frosting and the sudden cute smile topped with the fact that for once she was quiet finally broke his will and he reluctantly agreed to give her another chance. “Eeyup.”
The confectioner’s was deserted and the smell of sweets still lingered in the air as Pinkie led Mac to her bedroom.
“Surprise!!” She yelled as she flicked on the lights to reveal a room filled with hand made cakes and sweets that she’d personally prepared for the farm boy.
“What…” for the first time Pinkie heard the large man speak something other than ‘Eeyup’ or ’Nnope’; it was strange to hear his voice, but at the same time it made her happy to know that she’d found the way past his silence.
“Ms Pinkie what is all this?” he asked.
“It’s a private party just for you!! Are you surprised are ya? Are ya? Are ya?” she asked as she bounced around the room, but her celebration was cut short when she slipped on some errant cream she’d spilled when she moved the confectionary causing her to fall and land face first in the icing of one of the many cakes.
Seeing the hyper girl’s face covered in icing made something inside Mac snap; she looked cute and embarrassed; it was the first time he’d ever seen her in this light and he quickly found himself drawing closer to her. She smelled sweet and delicious; in that moment she was irresistible to him. Before she could wipe the icing from her eyes she felt something caress her cheek; again she felt something wet and slightly rough cross her cheek until it reached her neck.
“Maccy? Wh… what are you doing?” she asked between giggles as his tongue licked her sugar covered neck.
“Shh… Ms Pinkie, Ah wanna enjoy this in silence.” Big Mac whispered as he brought his tongue closer to her rosy lips.
“It’s just Pink…” she was cut off as the large farm boy smothered her lips with his. ‘Ohmygosh! Ohmygosh!! Ohmygosh!!! Big Mac is KISSING ME!?’ she thought as his tongue forced it’s way past her soft lips and into her mouth; now for the first time in her life Pinkie was actually speechless.
“Ms Pinkie just relax…” he said as he gently pushed her to the floor and licked down her neck to her shoulders that were now exposed by her disturbed shirt.
“MMM… Hahhh… Maccy…” she gasped and shuddered as she felt her shirt being opened by Big Mac’s large, but surprisingly gentle fingers.
Finally, she felt her shirt come open followed by her bra; her breasts were like soft creamy mountains that rose and fell with each breath. It was cute to see her blush as Mac ran his hand over her body; suddenly, he stopped and turned to take one of the many cakes that cluttered the room. He took the strawberry from the top and ran it down the surprisingly quiet Pinkie’s bare chest leaving a trail of cream as he did; finally he placed the strawberry in her navel and traced his fingers back up to her nipples. Again he took the cake and dipped his finger into the cream on top; using his cream covered fingers he circled her nipples causing Pinkie to moan as the cold cream made her nipples hard.
“Maccy?... What’s… what’s gotten… intooooo…” she squealed as Big Mac began sucking on her breasts, but no matter how much she wanted to wipe away the icing to see what he was doing next, she resisted; instead her hands snuck under her skirt to stroke the ever growing wet patch in the crotch of her panties.
Big Mac ran his tongue down the line of cream that led from her neck to her belly button as Pinkie grew more excited until her juices began flowing through her favourite pink panties until they formed a pool between her legs.
Pinkie wanted so badly to scream, but she feared that any loud sounds would cause him to stop and there was no way she wanted that. Finally she felt his fingers probe her soaking pussy and push their way past her soft lips to stroke the slippery walls inside. The gentle strokes of Mac’s fingers made her squeak and she hastily covered her mouth in panic, but to her surprise he didn’t stop; in fact it seemed to spur him on.
She was at her limit; she wanted to cry out for him to finish her off, but she stopped herself. It was his party after all and if this is what made him smile then that’s what he’d get; of course her body had other plans and she began moaning harder until she could take no more.
She got her answer as Mac wiped her face to show her his erect cock hovering above her face. Her eyes were wide at the size of it; she’d never been with anyone before him and his overbearing size scared her a little, but she did her best to lick it and even managed to fit some in her mouth before she started to choke. Her tongue wrapped around the member leaving winding strings of saliva dripping from it each time he withdrew from her warm, moist mouth.
He moaned as he exploded violently into her mouth causing her to choke as the thick, sticky fluid poured down her throat; she tried to swallow it but there was far too much and she ended up coughing some out as he withdrew. To her surprise and horror he was still hard and there was only one place he wanted to go next.
“Maccy… nooooo!” she cried out as the tip of his cock pushed into her tight wet hole; Big Mac stopped as soon as he felt a strange resistance.
‘She can’t be…’ he thought as he probed once more and watched the cute pink haired girl wince in pain. “Ms Pinkie… are you…”
His question was greeted with a small nod and red cheeks as Pinkie bit her finger to muffle her pained moans. Seeing her so helpless and sweet made him want her all the more; he pushed deeper into the soaked slit until he felt her hymen rip and the resistance disappear.
“Owwwie…” Pinkie gasped as Big Mac’s manhood began slowly thrusting into her warm pussy.
Big Mac’s thrusts hurt at first, but after several moments the slow, powerful thrusts began to wrack her body with pleasure; the pink haired party girl shuddered as the large throbbing manhood stretched her pussy and brought her closer and closer to cumming. Mac increased his speed and ran his hands across her quivering naked form until he reached her icing covered cheeks; he lifted her head and began licking her cheeks to taste the sweet nectar formed from her sweat, tears and the sugar. Pinkie couldn’t stop herself from wrapping her arms and legs around her lover’s hulking form; she could feel every inch of Big Mac thrusting into her over and over until, finally, she came fiercely in a silent scream as her hands curled into claws and dug into his muscular back.
The pink haired woman fell limp in his clutches, but he didn’t stop. Mac continued to pound into the still twitching Pinkie until she came again, this time however she wasn’t alone; Big Mac’s penis throbbed and finally exploded in an overflowing wave of sticky white fluid that leaked from Pinkie’s soaking, hot pussy and formed a puddle on the floor beneath her.
“Haaahhh… haaah…. M… Maccy…” She gasped as he laid her on the floor. “Do… you like… me now….?”
“Ms Pinkie… Ah…” He was cut off as she lifted her head and silenced him with a kiss.
“Can… we… haah… do… it again..?” she asked as she broke the kiss; before he could answer she fell asleep, it seemed like he was too rough on her for her first time. With Pinkie’s sweet sleeping smile fresh in his mind Big Mac set about eating the cakes that she’d worked so hard on for him.
“Ah guess she aint so bad…” He thought aloud as he took a bite of the cake.
The next day Big Mac was back to ploughing the fields as if nothing happened, but in the bakery across town the pink haired woman was daydreaming about the ploughing she’d received the day before. At first she was surprised and scared, but the more she thought about it, the more she wanted to feel the farmer’s hard body again; it was like having a bite of the world’s greatest cake then never being allowed more.
“Ooh…” she sighed as her hand made its way down her body and into her underwear. Her bedroom door creaked and she hastily withdrew her now slightly wet fingers, hiding her hands behind her back out of panic she turned to face the rather unwanted guest.
“Pinkie dear…” A female voice began as Cupcake: the wife of Mr Cake entered Pinkie’s bedroom. “I’m sorry am I interrupting you?” she inquired as she noticed Pinkie’s red cheeks.
“N…No Mrs Cake, what’s up?” Pinkie smiled as she tried to wipe her hands on the back of her skirt.
“Well, I need you to run an errand for me. You see the extractor fan in the kitchen is broken again and we need you to get Mr Macintosh to come fix it while we’re catering for a wedding…” She began.
Pinkie interrupted the middle aged woman nervously. “W…why Big Mac? Can’t you get those repair guys in?” she wasn’t sure how to approach the farmer after the events of yesterday; she felt both nervous and excited.
“Repair men are expensive and since we already do a lot of business with the Apple family, Mr Macintosh does jobs like this for our day old pastries; although why he doesn’t want money I’ll never know.” Cupcake said whilst stroking her bottom lip in contemplation. “So will you do it?”
Pinkie’s heart raced and she felt the mix of nervousness and excitement that she called nervocited once more. “Of course, I will it’s the least I can do for you, especially after you let me lodge here so cheaply.”
As soon as Mrs Cake left the room Pinkie fell against her door and slowly slid her hands down her body to her hot, soaking loins. She traced her fingers over the wet gusset of her panties, gently stroking her clitoris with each movement; she took a deep shuddering breath as she ventured past the cotton barrier and into the slippery warm hole.
“Ohhhh Maccy!!!” Pinkie’s fingers moved furiously with each gasp until she cried out and brought herself to climax.
“Haaaah… I wonder if he’ll do it today…?” she said as she looked at her sticky fingers.
Big Mac stood in the field as the sun rose high over head; he stopped pulling the plough he’d been using since dawn and let the yolk fall from his back, allowing it to hit the floor with an audible thud.
Strangely though Big Mac wasn’t angry or annoyed, no, he was excited. He hadn’t stopped thinking about the pink haired woman since he lost control yesterday and since the cops weren’t at his door he guessed that she wasn’t too unhappy about it either; he turned to face Pinkie as she approached and he could barely keep his mind off her body as it bounced closer, he had to admit she was very cute.
“Hey Maccy, whatcha doin? I was sent here by Mrs Cake to ask you to fix the kitchen extractor fan, it got broke and she was gonna do it but she was busy so she sent me and because we had such fun yesterday I was happy to say yes, although I am still a little sore… ” Her rambling went on for about three more minutes before she took a breath and looked at Big Mac who was still trying to decipher her gibberish.
“Ya say tha Cakes want me ta fix their kitchen fan?” He asked as he reopened his lunch; his eyes drifted up the young woman’s body before he smiled at her and motioned for her to join him while he ate.
“Maccy, you never answered me yesterday…” Pinkie said with a slightly red face as she looked at the floor.
Big Mac said nothing and continued eating the home made apple fritters as Pinkie inched closer to him; soon her body was pressed against his, resting her head on his shoulder she said it again. “Maccy do you like me?” she felt her heart race as the words left her lips and she placed a few errant strokes along his thigh.
Big Mac wasn’t dumb, he’d been with a few women before and he knew what Pinkie wanted; it was obvious. Again he felt her fingers brush against his leg and he glanced at her from the corner of his eye; she was gently biting her bottom lip and sneaking brief glances at the ever growing bulge in his jeans, finally he spotted her other hand slowly venturing beneath her skirt. Still the farmer remained silent, until the slight brushes drifted up towards his zipper.
“Do you like me Maccy? I mean because we did ‘that’ and all and I like you but you never say anything but Eeyup or Nnope and I really want you to like me because I want everybody to like me…” Pinkie said not even stopping for breath.
All this time Pinkie kept talking nonchalantly about nothing and everything, almost as if she was trying to pretend she wasn’t doing anything; finally Big Mac couldn’t hold it any longer, he grabbed her slender wrist and pulled her onto his lap. She didn’t stop talking even as he positioned her on his lap and began kissing her neck; she could feel his swollen member prodding at her pussy through the denim causing her love juices to soak through to his crotch. He wanted her as much as she wanted him, but he didn’t want to do it in the field where everyone could see; after all he was a man of privacy.
“M…Maccy? What are you doing?!” Pinkie panicked as Big Mac swept her up into his arms like a princess.
Within minutes he had the blushing Pinkie sat on his kitchen counter, her legs were spread and her juices were forming a puddle on the worktop.
“Won’t your family catch us?! Oh no what if Apple Bloom walks in and sees us or…” he cut her off with a deep kiss, his tongue was aggressive and tangled around hers forcefully causing her to moan as she felt every rough lick. Finally, he broke his forceful kiss leaving a slight string of saliva as his lips left hers. “Nnope” Mac said and began kissing her neck.
Pinkie ran her hands along his body feeling his chiselled physique as she tugged desperately against his buttons to free his bare flesh; very soon he was topless, his muscular form towering over her as he tore away her top and jacket letting her soft bouncy breasts fall free. He pushed her on her back and played with both of her plump, marshmallow like breasts before taking her nipples in his hungry mouth; her soft skin tasted sweet, almost as if she’d prepared her body just for him to enjoy. He wrapped his tongue around Pinkie’s hardening nipples before lightly nibbling on their sensitive tips causing Pinkie to gasp deeply and cover her mouth; Mac smiled and slowly ran his fingers down her bare stomach and then between her legs.
“MMM… AH!!” Pinkie squealed as she felt his large fingers probing her sensitive slit; his index finger slid up and down the wet lips before stopping to play with her clitoris causing Pinkie to dig her fingers into the farmer’s muscular back. Within seconds Big Mac had taken the pink haired woman’s underwear and slipped them down her silky thighs leaving her soaked pussy on display, Pinkie blushed a deep red and tried to hide behind her hands as her large lover kissed his way down the inside of her thighs until he reached her warm dripping slit.
“Miss Pinkie… could you…” he gasped between each lick.
“Ahh…Maccy?....” her whole body shuddered as he sucked on her sensitive clitoris.
Without any more words Big Mac rolled her onto her stomach so that she was bent over the kitchen worktop. “Ooooh…” she cooed as he gently ran his fingers down her back, suddenly he stopped and she heard the fridge open. Before she could react she felt the cold sensation of cream running down her back and she gasped loudly.
“Maccy what are yoooou?” Pinkie squealed as the farmer’s rough tongue trailed down her back, the constant teasing was too much for the pink haired woman and she began rubbing her already soaked pussy furiously in an attempt to bring herself to climax; but to her frustration Big Mac quickly stole away her hands letting her whimper as he ravished her sensitive flesh.
“Miss Pinkie….” Mac began as he gently slid his hands up her inner thighs, stopping just short of her dripping pussy; he could feel her juices running over his fingers and down her smooth legs. “Tell me what’cha want…” he teased as he brought his hand closer and closer to her sweet spot.
“M..Maccy… please….” She gasped, her voice growing ever more desperate.
“Ah can’t hear ya…” he smiled and leant over her like a stallion about to mount a mare; he could hear her shuddering breathes as she tried to find any words to answer her almost sadistic lover.
“Don’t… make…m…meee…”she cried as tears of frustration formed in the corners of her eyes.
Mac released his throbbing penis from its denim prison and rubbed the tip in her soaked slit, only allowing it to enter the tiniest amount. “Ah wont know if ya don’t tell me…” he teased her again; despite the sadistic teasing he too was struggling to hold himself back and he was desperately trying to make her invite his manhood inside her.
“Give… give it to.. me…. I …want…. Want it!!” Pinkie gasped desperately, letting herself give in to her desire.
Although it wasn’t what he expected, it was good enough for Big Mac and he thrust into the pink haired woman who gave a surprised squeal as its girth stretched her tight little slit. After a few light thrusts Big Mac sped up and gave her a few inches more until she was taking his full length each time.
“Oooh!... wowie!!” Pinkie cooed as she gripped the kitchen work surface, her body shuddered over and over with pleasure as Big Mac thrust deeper and deeper into her soaking pussy; to her surprise her hips began to grind against his body all on their own, it was almost as if her body was possessed as she lost all control and gave in to the pleasure of her own lust.
“Miss… hahh… Pinkie… please…” Big Mac began, gasping with every movement of her hips against his twitching erection; he knew he was close to climax, but he didn’t want to pull out, her body just felt too good.
“I guesss… I’m… ummm… creamy pie… now… ahhh …” Pinkie giggled as Big Mac’s cock twitched inside her and swelled up for the next load.
“Macccccccyyy!!!!” the party girl squealed as she felt his warm cum fill her to the point that it overflowed and spilled out onto the floor. Despite the fact that he’d just cum Big Mac didn’t stop or even slow down for that matter and soon Pinkie came to an explosive, shuddering climax.
“Haah…haaaah…Maccy?” Pinkie gasped as she lay limply over the work surface letting the thick white fluid drip onto the floor. “What… what …. What if… I get… hahhhh…Pregnant…” she sighed between breaths.
Before Big Mac could answer he heard the front door creak open. “Miss Pinkie hide…” he said as he pushed her into the pantry along with as many of her clothes as he could find.
“Granny? Mac? Apple Bloom? Anyone in?” Applejack yelled as she entered the porch and took off her mud caked boots.
Big Mac looked around at the mess he and Pinkie had made in their lust; there was no way he could tell his sister that he was sleeping with one of her friends and there was definitely no way he could explain the various bodily fluids that now covered the kitchen work top and floor. He had to act fast; he began cleaning the obvious stuff, but he wasn’t fast enough and his younger sister had almost reached the kitchen as he managed to get his shirt back on. As her steps drew closer he felt himself hastily fumbling with his zipper; just then her steps stopped and began ascending the staircase. He heaved a sigh of relief; luckily Applejack had decided to go for a nap and completely ignored the kitchen where Mac was still frantically cleaning up.
After several minutes Pinkie emerged from the pantry fully clothed but still a flustered, blushing mess. “Maccy… erm… my panties?” she said as she approached the large man.
Mac blushed up slightly as he realised that he was standing on her soaked underwear. “Ah’m sorry Miss Pinkie…” he smiled awkwardly as he handed them to her and returned to cleaning.
The two spent the next hour or so cleaning up the mess they’d made until the kitchen was finally spotless and sterilised as if they were never there in the first place; as soon as they finished Big Mac led the party girl out of the back door of the house and into the fields.
‘He still hasn’t said it!’ Pinkie thought as she snorted in frustration. She and Mac had been sneaking around and setting up secret trysts for weeks now, but no matter how much time they spent together Big Mac remained silent on the matter. She knew he liked spending time with her and she liked being with him, he was romantic, caring and he always made her smile.
‘Why doesn’t he say it?’ She wondered as she waited for his next text message.
Just then she heard a knock on her bedroom window. She looked out into the darkness to find Big Mac stood in the back yard; he looked up and raised his hand to call her down. within minutes she’d ran down the stairs and made her way out the back door; as she drew close to her large lover she felt his arms pull her closer and hold her tight.
“So where are we going Maccy?” She whispered as they slipped away into the night.
***
After the events in the kitchen a few weeks ago they’d become a lot more careful about where they indulged their passions, but even so they’d almost been caught a number of times; the most recent of which was a few nights ago when Apple Bloom and her friends were playing in the barn. Big Mac was just about to cum when the Cutie Mark Crusaders burst in and the two had to hurriedly hide in the large piles of hay until the girls left; they were so embarrassed that they’d avoided seeing each other until now.
“Shhh…Miss Pinkie…” Big Mac whispered as he helped her up the trellis and into his open bedroom window. It seemed the only place where they could get privacy was the only place that no one else in town had ever been: Big Mac’s bedroom.
The room was simply decorated with cream coloured walls and almost no furnishings; it was exactly like the farmer himself. Pinkie sat on his king size bed and giggled as she felt Big Mac’s hands slowly wrap around her from behind; his arms were warm and gentle as they pulled her close to his chest.
“Maccy…” Pinkie whispered under her breath.
Big Mac remained silent for several moments and Pinkie started to feel uncomfortable, she found her hands searching for his in an attempt to ease her discomfort. After the long silence she felt his heart beating in his chest before he whispered in her ear.
“Miss Pinkie… ”
“Maccy…?” she felt her grip tighten as she turned to look him in the eye.
Her beautiful eyes shone as she looked hopefully into his which only made it harder for him. He was a shy man at the best of times, but the way Pinkie’s eyes stared into his made him choke up like a child with stage fright.
“Ah dunno how ta say this… but when Ah’m with you…”
“Yes?”
“…Ah feel like a little boy again…and Ah think…”
Pinkie’s breath caught in her chest as the next words escaped his lips. “Ah think Ah’m in love with you…”
Without allowing him a second to react Pinkie leapt up and wrapped her arms around him, her lips locked with his and they fell back onto his bed. She planted several soft kisses on his lips and swiftly began unbuttoning his favourite shirt (he mentioned that it was his favourite because it was the one he was wearing when they first kissed).
Big Mac ran his hands over Pinkie’s curvy hips and down to her plump behind; his hand slipped up her skirt, but to his surprise she wasn’t wearing anything beneath her skirt. She blushed deeper as he stroked her sweet spot and she let out a suppressed whimper.
“Maccy… hahhh… that’s… that’s not….mmmm… fair…..” Pinkie tried desperately to keep her whining down, but Big Mac kept teasing her causing her to moan louder.
Finally, his desires proved too strong to suppress any longer and he freed his throbbing hard penis from his trousers; as Pinkie straddled his lap she felt his cock prodding at her soaked slit and she giggled.
“Maccy… ahhh… can we… try…” she gasped as she stroked his cock.
“M…Miss Pinkie?”
As his fingers pinched her clitoris she trembled and finally blurted it out. “Can we put it up my butt?!” she covered her mouth immediately as soon as she’d said it and blushed a shade of red she didn’t know existed.
At first he was surprised, but she was so cute that he couldn’t help smiling.
“Uh huh…” she nodded, trying to hide her red face. “Its something I heard about from Rainbow and I really, reaaaally wanted to try it…. So… what do you say Maccy?”
Big Mac wasn’t sure what to do; the only other girls he’d ever been with weren’t adventurous in any way so he’d never considered anal and now, here sat in front of him was a beautiful girl willing to try anything he could imagine. With that thought he drew closer and pushed her down, kissing her as he did.
As soon as her head hit the pillow she felt his hand probing at her pooper, first a finger tip then the whole finger.
“Ah’m sorry Ah’ll stop….” He said as he withdrew his finger.
“No… just gentle… ok?”
It seemed that she still wanted to go through with it even though it hurt so he gently approached again; he decided the best thing to do was to lubricate the hole first. After licking her for a few minutes it looked like she was ready.
She bit into his pillow as he slowly penetrated her; she moaned with each inch until, finally, he was all the way inside.
“Ohhhh…” she sighed as he began thrusting in long slow strokes.
She was so tight it felt like he was being squeezed, but it was in a good way. No, it was better than good; she was so warm and tight, that he thought he was going to cum right there.
“Ahhh… Ahhh…” she moaned as he rubbed her pussy and thrust into her. “Ohhh! Mmmmmmmmm!!! Macccy!!” her screams grew louder as she shuddered with pleasure.
Soon Big Mac was thrusting harder and faster to bring himself to climax. “Eeeeyup!” he yelled as he rolled her onto her belly and pulled her further onto his cock so that he could get deeper.
“Big Macintosh what’re yall doin’ up here! Ah can hear ya all the way in the kitchen!!” After a few knocks the door burst open and Applejack stood in the doorway, her face a flustered crimson as she saw what was making all the noise. “OhMahCelestia!! Pinkie! Mac! What the hay are ya doin!!!”
“Oh… uh hi AJ…” Pinkie smiled in embarrassment as Big Mac thrust slower until he stopped in surprise.
“Eeyup….?” Was the only thing that Big Mac could bring himself to say.
Author's Note
so here's the second installment, sorry it took so long.
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The Fetishes of Ponyville
Story Three: Painful Design
“Fluttershy darling, please hold still. This dress needs to be finished for tomorrow.” Rarity urged and flipped her long purple hair as she pinned the last piece of fabric into place.
She had been working on the dress for the last few days as part of a big order for a very important client, but no matter how much she tried she couldn’t get the sizing right, that’s when she drafted her life partner into the job. Fluttershy was the exact build of her client, small and thin with a large bosom and curvy figure; she was perfect for the role of mannequin.
“Oh…um I’m sorry…. I just don’t want to get pricked by the needles.” Fluttershy said in her usual sweet and timid voice as she fidgeted in the dress that was barely held to her gentle form.
“I know dear and I would do it myself, but I’m neither petit enough nor am I able to stitch while the fabric is still on me. So try to hold still; for me?” Rarity begged softly and pecked Fluttershy on the lips.
“Ok… for you Rarity.” Fluttershy smiled gently and tried not to flinch as another pin pierced the fabric on her shoulder.
Each stitch made Fluttershy wince as if the purple haired fashionista was stabbing her with the needle; finally, Rarity sighed and stopped sewing. She couldn’t bear to see her lover in such distress; it was going to be hard, but she would just have to put up with it for Fluttershy.
“Hmm? Why did you stop?” Fluttershy asked opening one eye to look at her lover.
“I’m taking a little break; you can take off the dress, just be careful the stitches aren’t very strong at the moment.” With that Rarity gave Fluttershy another peck on the lips and started to tidy up her tools.
As Rarity finished packing her needles away in their box she snuck a peek at Fluttershy’s naked body as she disrobed with an ethereal grace; the satin slipped down her smooth skin and fell to the floor with a soft thud. Her long pink hair cascaded down her pale back making her giggle softly as it tickled her sensitive skin; Rarity bit her lip as Fluttershy ran her hands down her legs, slowly slipping down along the white stockings that accompanied the ensemble. She shuddered lightly as she stood up and drew closer to Fluttershy’s naked form; finally, she reached out a finger and slowly ran it down the timid woman’s back.
“Eep… Ra… Rarity?” Fluttershy cooed as the soft fingertip reached her lower back, stopping just short of the white lace barrier that was her panties before turning back and tracing gently back up to the base of her neck.
Fluttershy shuddered with every inch that her lover caressed until she felt Rarity’s soft hands glide around to her stomach; again she trembled under Rarity’s touch and moaned softly. Her heart raced as she felt Rarity tease her, rubbing her sensitive sweet spot and planting several sweet kisses along her neck; Rarity could smell her perfume mixed with the sweet scent of the timid woman’s sweat, it was intoxicating to her and she wanted more. She slipped her hand beyond the barrier of lace and down to the moist pussy hidden beneath; as soon as the first finger penetrated her, Fluttershy squirmed and let out a desperate sigh.
Rarity giggled as Fluttershy’s face became a burning rouge and suppressed moans escaped her lips; it was one of the many adorable traits that Rarity loved about her. Finally, she left a small peck on her timid lover’s rosy cheeks before gently steering her towards the couch.
“Ohhh… Rarity… it feels… mmmmmmmm….” Fluttershy moaned with each movement of her lover’s hand.
“You’re just so cute my darling…” Rarity smiled as she brought Fluttershy’s lips closer and kissed her deeply.
Suddenly, Fluttershy felt her lover’s fingers go deeper making her twitch in pleasure and accidently catch Rarity’s cheek with her palm.
As soon as she felt her hand hit her lover’s cheek she gasped and looked up at Rarity’s stunned face. “I’m sorry… I’m so sorry… please…”
Rarity didn’t let her finish her apology and cut her off as she rubbed her cheek. “You… you struck me…”
“Please don’t hate me…” Fluttershy begged as tears gathered in the corner of her eyes.
As she rubbed her cheek, Rarity felt a sudden surge of pleasure. It was like nothing she’d felt before; it hurt, but it felt good and stranger still she wanted to feel the sting once more. She looked down at her teary eyed lover and couldn’t help but feel guilty that she enjoyed it so much.
“Fluttershy it’s alright, I’m not mad…. In fact, I rather enjoyed it…” her cheeks reddened as she hugged her almost naked wife.
“But…” she never had chance to finish before Rarity silenced her with a gentle kiss.
Rarity broke the kiss and took a deep breath to prepare herself before she spoke next. “Fluttershy dear, would you mind striking me once more?” she blushed awkwardly and grasped Fluttershy’s hands tightly as she looked into her shining green eyes.
“Um… I don’t know… what if it hurts?”
“If it hurts too much I’ll tell you. So pleeeaase?” Rarity fluttered her eye lashes and slowly crawled across Fluttershy’s lap, letting her cute butt wiggle enticingly.
“Ok… if you’re sure…” Fluttershy smiled lightly and raised her hand.
Rarity bit her bottom lip expectantly as she waited for the strike, but to her disappointment the only thing she felt was a light tap followed by a soft whimper. “I’m sorry… was that too hard on your tushy?”
Again Rarity sighed with a slight smile. “Fluttershy you can hit me harder… pretend... hmmmm?” she thought for a moment. “Ah… pretend that I’d forgotten to feed angel or opal and you want to punish me.”
Upon hearing this pseudo-confession Fluttershy snapped. “You forgot to feed them?! I’m sorry, but you need to be taught a lesson.” With that the strike came slightly harder and Rarity cooed.
“Oh annnd I forgot to fluff angel’s tail.” Rarity continued hoping the spanks would become harder; to her pleasure they did.
The sting of each strike rippled through Rarity’s body causing her to shiver on her lover’s lap; it wasn’t long before she couldn’t contain herself and let out a high pitched moan before biting down on her lip.
Finally, Fluttershy stopped her gentle spanking and slid her hand up Rarity’s smooth thigh; her hand found its way up her lover’s tight pencil skirt and to the soft flesh that waited beneath.
“Mmmm… that feels sooo…” Rarity’s moaning was like the coo of a dove to Fluttershy and it only served to spur her onwards until her fingertips entered her lover’s pussy that was now slick with her juices.
After several minutes of gentle teasing Rarity squirmed and tried to remove her skirt through fear that it might get ruined; of course Fluttershy was more than happy to help her out of her outfit, but for a far different reason.
The white cotton skirt slid slowly down Rarity’s silky skin to the floor followed swiftly by her soaked black satin panties, her expensive designer blouse and last but not least her lacy black bra that kept her perky marshmallow breasts imprisoned. For a few moments Rarity stood wearing nothing but her high heels and glasses; she looked like a model, it was truly a picturesque sight to behold.
Fluttershy’s eyes were fixed on her wife’s slender form and her breath caught in her throat, Rarity giggled and turned around to show off her smooth well maintained posterior that had turned a light shade of pink from the spanking.
“MMM…What’s the matter darling? It’s not like you’ve never seen me naked before…” Rarity teased her timid other half with every slight wiggle.
It was true, Fluttershy had seen Rarity naked hundreds of times since they’d became a couple, but each time she looked more beautiful and this time was by no means any different; Rarity’s skin glowed with an almost unnatural radiance, her hair was a flowing cascade of dark purple that twisted into an elegant curl, her lips were a deep glossy red like a delicious wine, her body while small and slender moved with the skilled grace of a ballet dancer and her long legs were smooth and soft like fine silk. All this beauty was hers to enjoy and Fluttershy was going to enjoy it all the more now that Rarity had started to sensually walk over to her.
A trembling breath escaped as Rarity gently caressed Fluttershy’s quivering body, soon her slight strokes trailed down to the white lace that blocked her way; she was gentle at first, slowly circling Fluttershy’s sensitive love button letting her shy lover twitch and moan under her touch. Of course Fluttershy wasn’t selfish; she returned the favour with a delicate haste that made Rarity purr in delight as she felt her lover’s fingers exploring her willing pussy.
“MMM… Haaa….Flut….terrrrrr…” Rarity’s purrs became a pleasured squeal as Fluttershy rubbed her hot, soaking slit.
Again, Fluttershy stopped and looked at her beautiful wife in surprise. “I…ahhh… Rar… Rarity… I can’t…”
Rarity slumped slightly in disappointment, but still continued her assault on her lover’s body. “Why notttt?” She moaned almost whining in her frustration.
“Because…because… I… can’t spank you…. If you… don’t deserve it…” Fluttershy admitted in between gasps and moans.
“But… But I’ve beeeen SOOOOOOOOOOO BAAAAAAAAAAAD!!” Rarity cried out desperately. “I’ve been a BAD BAD GIIRRRLLL!”
Fluttershy sat mesmerised as Rarity stretched across her lap and presented herself as she did before. Her body trembled expectantly as she felt Fluttershy raise her hand; finally, the relief to her frustration came in the sudden sting that rippled through her body and made her scream in ecstasy.
“Oooh… Myyyy!” Rarity’s scream gently settled into a coo as Fluttershy became more confident with her strikes.
After a few more moments of spanking Rarity placed her hand between her thighs and began masturbating furiously until she took a deep, shuddering gasp as the last strike made her backside turn from pale pink to a burning red and she came in a trembling flood that soaked the stockings covering Fluttershy’s thighs.
“Mmmmmm… that… was…” Rarity’s legs shook as she attempted to position herself between Fluttershy’s thighs.
“Ohhh!” the first few licks caught Fluttershy off guard as she tried to process what had just happened, but before she knew what was going on her white lace underwear was pulled to the side and her purple haired lover had began lovingly lapping up her sticky juices.
Rarity’s tongue swirled around inside Fluttershy’s tight wet slit tasting every drop that leaked out; she could feel her timid lover drawing ever closer to climax with each contraction of her pussy. Then, in a sudden violent shudder Fluttershy came, covering Rarity’s face and well maintained hair in her sticky juice. Even though she came, Rarity didn’t stop licking instead she delved her tongue deeper into her lover’s slit.
“Ahh..ahhhhhhhh…” Fluttershy’s screams of pleasure became silent squeals as she tried to draw breath.
“Shhh….” Rarity leapt up and silenced her lover with a deep kiss; the taste of her come still lingered on Rarity’s lips and tongue as she tenderly slipped her tongue into Fluttershy’s mouth; after several more minutes of tender kissing the two cuddled and relaxed in each other’s warmth.
“Shy darling?” Rarity asked quietly as she ran her finger softly along her lover’s bare stomach.
“Mm?” Fluttershy replied with a soft moan; her eyes were closed and she was barely awake as she tightened her embrace around her lover.
“Do you have a fetish?”
With that Fluttershy’s eyes snapped open in shock; her gaze was met by Rarity’s sparkling blue eyes as she drew closer.
“A… A what?!” Fluttershy asked in surprise.
“You know darling, it’s something that gets you hot and bothered….”
“B…But Rarity you…” Fluttershy was cut as Rarity smiled and kissed her.
“No my love… it’s something that you desire; a secret lust that you want to indulge…” Rarity continued as she wrapped her arms around her timid love who was trying to conceal the burning blush that covered her cheeks.
“Ummm… I… I do…. Have this.. um… one thing….” Fluttershy quickly covered her bright red cheeks with her hands and tried to look away from her lover’s inquisitive stare.
***
“Erm… are you sure about this darling?” Rarity asked as she looked at the outfit that Fluttershy had brought for her.
“You don’t like it… I’m sorry…” Fluttershy responded as she looked away timidly.
Rarity could sense her lover growing more uncomfortable with each passing second; this was supposed to be fun, instead it was just making her lover retreat in her shell. She had to make her feel more at ease again. “No… No, dear; it’s just I never knew that you liked this sort of thing.”
“Well… it’s something that I’ve always wanted to try, but….” Fluttershy stopped and bit her lip.
“But…?” Rarity interjected as she examined the fabric in front of her.
“But, it would be strange any other way…” Fluttershy blushed and hid behind the outfit.
After Rarity ‘twisted her arm’ into sharing her secret desires the other night Fluttershy had revealed that she sometimes fantasised about being ravished by a wild beast, but of course such a thing would be both dangerous and illegal so she could never indulge it. At first Rarity was taken aback, even shocked by the rather strange fantasy, but after a few moments of discussion she calmed down and agreed to try it; after all she did pressure Fluttershy into spanking her first and she did promise to take her for better or worse.
“Actually… it’s not so bad….” Rarity smiled as she wiggled her newly acquired tail cutely for her lover to admire. “So, how do I look?”
Fluttershy gulped and blushed a bright red as she reached out to stroke the tail that hung from Rarity’s behind. “You… you look wonderful; just like… a cute little wolf… ummm…” she stopped herself just as she was about to lay her hand on Rarity’s new fur.
Rarity smiled at her lover’s cuteness and couldn’t help teasing her a little; she stretched out across the floor and lifted her shapely behind in front of Fluttershy’s unwavering gaze. As her lover quivered at the sight, Rarity couldn’t help herself any longer and gave a playful growl as Fluttershy timidly ran her hand along Rarity’s back.
“Um… now be a good little wolf while mama gets changed…” Fluttershy seemed to be enjoying her role so much that she forgot Rarity hadn’t put the head on yet.
Fluttershy turned away and began to disrobe; she slowly slipped off her white shirt to reveal her silky flesh, she made sure to let Rarity get an eyeful of her ample assets while she unhooked her bra. Rarity let her mouth hang open in an unseemly manner as she examined every inch of Fluttershy’s lovely form; just then the pink haired beauty bent over to show off her posterior and to Rarity’s surprise there was nothing covering it.
This was the signal she’d been waiting for; it was obvious that Fluttershy was ready and more than willing as her pussy was already slick and gushing with excitement. She couldn’t stop herself, she didn’t want to stop herself; Rarity crawled towards Fluttershy’s exposed pussy and delved her tongue eagerly into dripping slit.
“MMMM…. B…bad doggyyyyyyy!” Fluttershy screamed in pleasure as Rarity forced her to the ground.
Rarity growled lightly as she gasped between nibbles and licks; true to the fantasy Rarity was aggressive in her conquering of Fluttershy’s body, so much so that she dug the plastic claws on the costume’s paws into Fluttershy’s sensitive rump making her squeal in a mixture of delight and pain.
“MMM!!!” she cried as the claws dug deeper and Rarity drunk her now flowing juices.
“Grrr!” Rarity growled loudly as she pushed her hungry mouth deeper into her lover’s warm, soaking pussy; as she licked and nibbled Fluttershy’s sensitive slit the built in vibrator in her costume was making her wet as well, so much so that it began seeping through the fur.
“Haaaaahhh! Please… please don’t…. mount me…” Fluttershy begged unconvincingly, but of course Rarity was more than happy to play along despite the poor acting.
Rarity bit deeply into the plump flesh of Fluttershy’s ass before climbing up to hunch over her in the same way a wild beast would mount its mate; Fluttershy could feel the vibrating latex member prodding at her pussy as Rarity brought it ever closer causing her to whimper in anticipation.
“Ohhh!” Fluttershy cried out as the penis slipped into her sensitive area.
At this point Rarity had gotten very into her role as the savage beast that was taking the timid woman as violently as she wanted and she was going to be every bit the beast that Fluttershy lusted for; she gripped both of Fluttershy’s large breasts with her claws making sure to make her lover squeal with each squeeze.
“Owwww mmm!” Fluttershy moaned as the sharp plastic claws dug into her soft breasts.
“RRRR woof!” Rarity growled as she pulled her lover’s hair with her teeth to get deeper into the gasping Fluttershy.
Fluttershy shuddered and came as Rarity forced her into the floor violently; her knees were aching from the rug burn, but she didn’t care, she only cared about the tingling pleasure from the vibrating member embedded in her burning loins and the feeling of rough fur caressing her sensitive skin. Despite the fact that she’d just came Fluttershy continued to thrust her hips up into her lover’s warm furry body as if her body was moving on its own; the pain of Rarity’s claws mixed with the overwhelming pleasure of being ‘Raped’ by a growling beast was almost too much for the timid woman and she came a second time, this time it was more violent as she kicked and writhed beneath her dominant lover. Fluttershy’s climax was quickly followed by Rarity’s as she howled like a truly feral animal; finally, as a perfect end to the climax Rarity bit down hard on Fluttershy’s neck, so hard that it left a deep black bruise.
“AHHHHHH!” Fluttershy screamed as Rarity bit her neck and shoulders over and over again, but she didn’t care any longer. In fact she enjoyed it so much that she gasped and shuddered in pleasure once more before collapsing in a sweaty exhausted mess.
Rarity was equally exhausted by the romp, but even more so because the suit was hot and stamina draining, after all it was solid fur; she collapsed next to her sweat soaked lover and licked her cheek lightly.
Despite how exhausted she was, Fluttershy found enough energy to sit up and rest Rarity’s gasping body across her knees; Rarity looked up in surprise at the pink haired beauty and wondered what was going to happen next.
Without warning Fluttershy raised her hand and brought it down hard on Rarity’s sensitive ass making her yelp in pain, but like every other spank so far it was an exquisite sting that made her whole body shudder in pleasure.
“Bad doggy…” Fluttershy started as the next strike landed on Rarity’s eager backside. “What if I’d gotten pregnant with your puppies?!” She continued jokingly; of course it was totally impossible and it was a poor excuse to spank her lover, but Rarity didn’t mind how corny the acting was as long as the sweet sting kept coming.
Just as the words left her mouth Fluttershy gasped and smiled to her self. “And then… They’d probably Rape me too….” She whispered just loud enough for Rarity to hear.
Suddenly, the door bell rang disturbing the sweet fantasies of the two women; Rarity stood up shakily and looked out the window to see Twilight’s assistant Spike waiting outside the door.
“Rarity? Fluttershy? Twilight sent me over here while the library’s being fumigated; she said you’d prearranged it…” He yelled as he knocked on the door once more.
“Fluttershy darling, I think your puppy fantasy can be arranged after all…” She smiled as she approached the door to welcome their unsuspecting new playmate.
Author's Note
Right guys and gals, here's the new installment so you know the drill by now. like, favourtie, follow and comment.
Also, if you want a part two involving Spike, Rarity and Fluttershy let me know; if i get enough feedback i'll write it.
Next chapter will either be the continuation of this (if i get the votes) or Twilestia.
The Fetishes of Ponyville
Story Four: Lessons In The Carnal Arts
Lessons in the carnal arts
It was a dark overcast night as the train from Ponyville to Canterlot finally arrived in the station with a deafening screech. Twilight heaved a sigh of relief that the carriage she was sitting in wasn’t crowded like it usually is, in fact it was practically empty although this was easily attributed to the time of night and the fact that it was a weekend so there weren’t as many commuters.
After waiting for the wind to die down Twilight straightened her long purple hair and made her way to the royal palace; Celestia had called her to Canterlot for another lesson, she just hoped that it wasn’t too taxing after the crazy week of studying she’d had.
As she drew closer to the front gate she found herself stopped by the current guards of the palace: Luna’s second night company. They never had a lot of interaction with the princess’s favourite student so it was understandable that they didn’t recognise her.
“Halt! Who goes there?!” The sergeant asked as she approached Twilight with her spear at the ready.
“Hello there, I’m Twilight Sparkle; Princess Celestia sent for me to visit at once… Here’s my letter of summons as proof.” The studious purple haired woman said as she handed over the letter from the princess.
Twilight smiled politely as the sergeant examined the letter; finally the soldiers nodded and let Twilight through the large golden gate. As she passed the guards she felt like she was being watched, but she just blamed that on the young private that was standing next to the gate who appeared to be staring at her in a rather odd manner.
***
The clean white walls that lead to the princess’s room were lined with marble pillars and red velvet curtains that made it look like something from a fairy tail; Twilight giggled lightly as she imagined being swept off her feet by some handsome prince, but of course the only prince that lived in this castle was Celestia’s nephew prince Blue Blood who was one of the most arrogant people she’d ever met and there was no way she’d ever want to be swept off by him.
After several minutes of walking Twilight finally reached Celestia’s room. “Princess? Can I come in?” Twilight asked politely as she knocked on the dauntingly large door.
“Oh Twilight my faithful student, please come in. I apologise for calling you out so late.” Celestia smiled as Twilight slowly entered the large bedroom.
“It wasn’t any trouble princess; I know you said not to worry about note books, but I brought some anyway because I’d hate to forget something important about tonight’s lesson.” Twilight stated as she looked through her backpack for her notebook and quill.
The princess chuckled lightly and invited her student to sit next to her; as soon as Twilight sat on her bed Celestia revealed a large tome that was to be the subject of tonight’s lecture. The book was ancient and covered in thick dust from the centuries it spent in the palace’s archives; the princess pursed her crimson lips and took a light breath before gently blowing away the dust from the hard leather cover.
“Do you know what this is Twilight?” Celestia asked coyly before she opened the book.
“No princess; I’ve never heard of magic that only works at night…” Twilight answered innocently as she examined the age darkened exterior of the tome.
As soon as Twilight answered, Celestia opened the book and handed it to her student before standing up and walking over to her desk that had a bottle of vintage wine and two glasses prepared for her by her servants.
“This book was locked away by Starswirl the bearded after his old nemesis Aphrodis tried to use it to enslave all of Equestria…” She explained as she took a sip of the aged beverage.
Twilight looked on in awe as the beautiful princess explained the history behind the book she was holding. “But what spells could be that dangerous?” she pondered aloud as she read through the pages.
Celestia swayed towards the bed where Twilight was sitting and gently sat next to her; the princess’s form rested against the younger woman’s frame. She was always very close to Twilight, but this was far too literal and Twilight found herself becoming a little uncomfortable with the way her teacher was pressed against her.
Twilight shuddered lightly as she felt her teacher’s warm breath brush against her ear. “Ce…Celestia….” She moaned lightly before realising that she’d forgotten to address the princess properly; Twilight jumped up from her seat, her face was a burning red as she tried to hide behind the large book.
Celestia giggled to herself and patted the spot where her pupil was sat. “I understand dear; this tome isn’t for the faint of heart, please sit and I’ll resume the lesson.”
Almost as if captured by her words, Twilight found herself obeying the silky voice of her mentor and within seconds she was once again sat uncomfortably close to the older woman. Twilight could feel the princess’s warmth enveloping her small body and her breath brushing against the back of her neck; the sweet scent of fine perfumes filled her nose as the princess wrapped her arms around her and pulled her close, she was so close she could feel Celestia’s heart beat synchronising with her own.
“They say that these spells can make anyone into a mindless slave of lust who’s only desire and need is to please their master…” Celestia explained as she slowed her breathing to match her student’s.
“But…. But princess why would you show me this?” Twilight asked, finally becoming used to the feel of her mentor’s body as it wrapped around hers.
Finally, after several moments in her teacher’s embrace she felt the silky smooth skin of Celestia’s fingers running along her bare leg and up the edge of her skirt.
“I’ve had my eyes on you Twilight…” The princess admitted softly as her hand ventured further up her student’s thigh.
Twilight began breathing deeply as she tried to resist her mentor’s touch; then, before she could say another word she felt the princess’s lips cover her own and silence any protests she had. As Celestia kissed her she could feel her resistance fading and her body growing hot in response to the princess’s touch.
“Ah!” Twilight gasped as she felt the older woman’s velvety fingers slip between her legs.
As Twilight wriggled beneath her teacher she could feel the older woman’s breath becoming heavier; she smelled so sweet like peach blossoms on a sunny day. The sun princess claimed her student’s soft lips over and over with tender licks and kisses as her worldly fingers explored the purple haired bookworm’s body.
Celestia bit down lightly on her student’s lower lip causing her to tremble in ecstasy as her resistance finally surrendered and she found her hips grinding against the royal’s palm uncontrollably, but to her dismay Celestia withdrew her sticky fingers and sat back leaving the beautiful bookworm whimpering for more.
“patience my dear…” she grinned sinfully as she ran her tongue along the wet length of her fingers; Twilight tasted delicious she thought to herself as she picked up the tome once more.
Twilight’s vision was fuzzy and she could barely draw breath, but still she could tell that the princess was manifesting a spell from the ancient book of lust. “Pr…. Princess stop….” She protested weakly.
Before she could summon the strength to escape she felt something wrap around her wrists and ankles and slowly tighten just enough so she couldn’t slip from their grasp; Twilight pulled and writhed against the tentacles that were summoned from the centre of the magical scripture.
Fear flashed across the young woman’s face as she realised that the slimy ropes of flesh were slowly snaking their way along her body and tickling her most sensitive areas; at first they were gentle with their exploration, but the more Twilight struggled the more aggressive they became.
As the magical tentacles toyed with her precious student’s body princess Celestia licked her lips and slowly ran her soft fingers down her neck and along the thin white silk straps that held her dress on; her fingertips caressed the laced edges of her dress slowly revealing more of her creamy royal flesh with each motion until she removed her shoulder straps and began sliding down her white satin dress to cool her ever warming body.
Celestia purred under her own touch and gently turned the page to find yet another lust spell.
“Ah!! Prin.. Princess…” Twilight whimpered as she bit her lower lip; she was scared but oddly excited.
With a snap of her delicate fingers the princess summoned a glowing ball of pink mist that levitated just above her open palm; she gently blew on the magical gas almost kissing the energy with her dark crimson lips before it dispersed towards the bound young woman.
The sight of her beautiful pupil’s pussy dripping with sticky nectar drove the princess insane with an aching lust and she knew that before too long she would have to taste Twilight’s untouched flower.
“This magical mist will make your first time far less painful than it normally would be; this way you can enjoy the night magic as it was intended….” The princess reassured her dazed pupil before revisiting the tome for the next spell.
Another snap of the royal fingers and the slimy pink serpents began their true work; within seconds the free roaming tentacles found their way to the bookworm’s most sensitive areas; she flinched lightly as one of the magical appendages began wriggling its way up Twilight’s asshole, with every millimetre it probed the young woman let out a pained whine before a deep sigh of pleasure. Finally, it came to a halt and began stroking the inside of her body with gentle caresses; just as she’d gotten used to the sensation of the first tentacle she felt another wrap around her quivering pearl of a clitoris and begin lightly twisting, squeezing and tickling until the moans she’d supressed so well came screaming out of her like a tidal wave of pleasure.
“Twilight…” Celestia grinned. “How do you feel?” she asked as she swayed sexily towards the gasping purple haired beauty.
“I… I feel hot princess…” she gasped as the tentacle in her ass began wriggling once more. “It’s strange… please make it…. St….” she was cut off as the princess kissed her deeply; her tongue swirled around with the princess’s letting her taste every inch of the royal’s mouth.
The princess giggled like a school girl as she noticed the subtle taste of apples and oats lingering in her pupil’s mouth; Twilight squeaked as Celestia lightly bit the tip of her tongue and the princess went wild. The tender caress of her lips became deep savage kisses that took the very breath from Twilight’s lungs and left her begging for more; her clear lavender eyes were cloudy with lust and longing. She cried out again as the magical limbs that teased her body began to rub their full length along her slippery, burning hot pussy prompting yet more shuddering moans and gasps from the beautiful young woman.
Celestia couldn’t hold back any longer and willed the spare tentacles to tear through the bothersome garments that hid her favourite student’s full beauty; within moments Twilight’s clothes were reduced to tattered, sweat and love juice soaked rags.
The deviant smile that crossed the princess’s face softened and she planted several light kisses along her pupil’s neck as an apology. “Please relax my dear, it’ll feel really good very soon…”
Celestia used the tips of her fingers to trace a delicate trail from the nape of her pupil’s neck down to her burning hot nether region; as she ran her hand between Twilight’s thighs she felt her student’s body tense once more, but as she grew used to the sensation of the princess’s hand she began to relax.
“How does it feel Twilight?” Celestia asked with a soft whisper letting her breath lightly brush against her student’s ear.
“It… it tingles…” Twilight gasped desperately and flinched with each touch from the royal.
The princess circled her student’s sensitive clitoris several times before venturing further into the sticky, drenched lips between her thighs. Twilight’s moans and whines intensified as Celestia slipped her fingers in and out over and over, stopping just short of Twilight’s hymen; after all she didn’t want to take her virginity before she was more relaxed.
With another gentle kiss on her student’s lips the princess drove her fingers deeper and took her prize; Twilight screamed lightly at the sudden pain, but as her teacher massaged her clitoris she began to calm down and let the pain subside.
Twilight flinched again as the tentacle in her ass began wriggling more aggressively, but the bigger concern for the beautiful bookworm was that she was starting to enjoy it; she wanted her teacher to show her the magic of lust and sex, even if it meant surrendering her very soul to the royal.
“Please… don’t sto…..” She whimpered as she felt her teacher bringing her closer to orgasm.
“I’m sorry my dear can you repeat that?” Celestia smiled cruelly as she withdrew her hand and began licking the sticky juices from her elegant fingers.
“Please… princess…. give me more… teach me… pleasure….” She begged in a weakened, quivering voice.
With that Celestia knew she’d conquered her student’s body, but she couldn’t have Twilight climax before she did; she was a princess after all and she needed to be shown proper fealty.
She wept lightly as her pussy ached with longing. “Please…”
Celestia cradled her student and brought her head close to her own soaked loins as if leading a thirsty dog to water. “Now, now my dear student, you mustn’t be selfish; you should serve your princess before serving yourself. Do you understand?”
Twilight nodded meekly as she answered. ”Ye…yes princess…”
The princess was gorgeous; her skin was like delicate porcelain and as soft as silk, her hair looked almost ethereal in the dim light that filled the room and her body was tall and slender like a model’s. Her soft, pale skin was covered in sweat and felt hot under Twilight’s caress; the beautiful bookworm couldn’t hold her self for more than a second and began planting weak kisses on her teacher’s wonderful body as she moved towards her lips. Each kiss was followed by a lick that glided across the princess’s body; first she ran her tongue down the soft mounds of flesh that were Celestia’s breasts then back up to meet the sweet pink nipple before suckling upon it lightly.
Celestia gasped gently and used her fingers to guide her pupil’s lips to her more sensitive areas; she ran her finger tips down from her graceful neck to her navel, her own light touch followed eagerly by Twilight’s in experienced tongue. The princess let out yet another pleasure filled gasp as Twilight licked around her belly button before being drawn further down towards her aching, dripping wet nether region.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity she could see her prize, waiting for her to taste it; Celestia spread her legs wide enough for her student to get a superb view of her dripping pussy and beckoned her closer with a single motion.
“Ahh…”Celestia moaned as she ran her fingers through Twilight’s long purple hair.
Twilight gasped for air between each lick before her teacher pulled her closer once more; her mind was still very fuzzy, but she remembered what made her feel good from before and slowly she lifted her head up to suck on her teacher’s clitoris.
“AHHHHH!” Another scream of pleasure echoed from the princess as she twitched and wrapped her long legs around Twilight; the purple haired beauty smiled slightly knowing she was pleasing her mistress.
Twilight licked her teacher’s pussy lovingly and ran her fingers through the sticky, heady juices that trickled down Celestia’s soft skin using her nectar as lube to slide her finger gently into the princess’s ass. Celestia recoiled slightly in surprise, but quickly relaxed and allowed her gorgeous young student as much access to her body as she needed; she wasn’t surprised at how quickly Twilight had learned to please her, she was a quick study after all.
“MMMM….. AHHHH!!!!” The princess moaned as her favourite student fingered her ass more rapidly and slipped her tongue deep in and out of her vagina.
Celestia screamed passionately as she pulled her student’s head deeper between her legs almost suffocating her with her seductive scent; Twilight licked and gasped with each twitch of Celestia’s body, feeling her come closer and closer to orgasm. Finally with a moan that could be heard in Apploosa Celestia arched her back and came to a shuddering climax that coated her student’s face with sticky, sweet love juice.
Twilight continued to lap at her teacher’s quivering pussy for a few moments before she felt Celestia’s body go limp from exhaustion; she moaned lightly herself feeling unsatisfied, her own young pussy left to ache as the princess enjoyed her orgasmic bliss.
“You… haaahhh… you learned well Twi… Twilight, you… mmm…. Deserve a reward…” Celestia gasped breathlessly and planted a deep kiss on her student’s lips.
Her heart raced as she felt the princess part her lips and slip her tongue into her eager mouth; she felt like her mind had once again lost all reason as the princess gently wrapped her tongue around hers. They kissed for a few more moments, just long enough for the princess to recover her concentration and re-summon the magical tentacles.
Her fingers intertwined with her student’s as the solar princess willed the serpentine limbs to their work; some coiled around Twilight’s body, other smaller ones spread her dripping pussy lips and soft ass cheeks in preparation for her true reward. Suddenly Twilight felt two large writhing tentacles push into her drawing gasps and moans as they did; she drew a deep trembling breath as the magical serpents slipped in and out of her over and over again.
“Prin…cess… I.. lov…”
Before she could finish her confession Celestia silenced her with a deep gentle kiss; Celestia cradled the young bookworm until she drifted off to sleep. The princess smiled at her student, she looked so cute while she was sleeping, it was a shame she couldn’t remain like this forever, but by morning the lust spell would have worn off and she would only have faint, fleeting memories of the night’s activities.
“Interesting…”
***
A week had passed since Twilight’s last lesson and despite how much she tried to recall it she couldn’t remember a single word; instead whenever the she tried to draw upon the night she only found fleeting fantasies of sweet kisses and wonderful mind blowing sensations that made her feel hot and bothered. But these lustful thoughts were the last of her concern; she needed notes on that lesson or her studies would suffer, doing the only logical thing, she decided to write to the princess.
‘Dear princess Celestia.
I’m having trouble remembering the lecture you called me to Canterlot for last week and worse than a simple lapse in memory, I seem to be having…’
She paused for a moment as the sordid thoughts crossed her mind. “How do I put this?” she quizzed to her self.
‘…Distracting thoughts that I’d like to discuss with you.
Your faithful student
With that the letter was posted and she quickly retreated to her room to indulge in the fantasies that plagued her.