Author's Note
This is supposed to be the beginning of a series of one-shot sequels to a fic I may not write for quite some time.
Rarity Does Twilight
Rarity stepped off the train back to Ponyville with determination. She had slept soundly for the whole train ride to recover from the past couple days. However, she had an important mission to which she needed to attend. Spike followed her, helpfully carrying her stuff as he usually did. Rarity's first stop was her boutique to relieve Spike of his self-imposed butler duties. Next, she would go with Spike to the library to talk to Twilight. Her plans were short-circuited when she saw Twilight on the way.
"How was Canterlot?" asked Twilight.
"Simply divine! I got just what I needed," responded Rarity, prompting a subdued snort from Spike.
"What did you buy?"
"I'll explain soon enough. Spike, go on to the library: Twilight and I can easily levitate my things to the boutique."
"As you wish, Miss Rarity!" Spike enthusiastically proclaimed.
"Um, I guess I can go to the boutique with you, I'm not busy now," said a bewildered Twilight.
"Marvellous," responded Rarity as she lifted some of her bags and continued to her house, "Sweetie Bell is with our parents for the week, so I can talk to you. Want to know what I got?" Asked Rarity.
"Yes. I'd also like to know why we're visiting on such short notice. Usually you at least stop by my house for tea first," Twilight, puzzled, responded.
"If you pay attention, they're interlinked. You're a hard-working mare, Twilight, as am I. Sometimes that means you ignore your needs. It's not because you're being self-sacrificing. You simply forget. Put it off too long and things happen."
"What do you mean? You're not making sense."
"I haven't seen you with a stallion or alone with a mare in as long as I can remember. The last time I know you got yourself into that was when you were with Fluttershy. You need somepony, even if just for a night."
Twilight's face turned the colour of Pinkie Pie as the ponies entered Rarity's house.
"I'm not a stallion, why are you taking me to your sex dungeon?" a bewildered Twilight asked as she put down some bags.
"I do not have a sex dungeon," Rarity indignantly replied, "the basement is only good for storing gemstones and I have better things to spend my its on than getting it finished. Come on upstairs, it's a cool evening and I can open the windows."
"You want to mate with me‽? I'm not a stallion!"
"Yes, Twi, you're a mare. I want a relationship with a stallion. Right now, I want relations with you."
Twilight wanted to pretend she was not interested, but her wings gave her body's needs away.
"Now, Twi, you seem to be comfortable with tasting another mare and enjoy horn play. Do you want to penetrate of have my horn in you?"
"I've never had a horn in me before."
"Perfect! I've never put my horn into anypony, so I'll put my horn in you. I'll start by tasting you to get your juices flowing so I know just how much to look forward to whatever dribs down my head, then you can enjoy me to learn the taste of our friendship. Then," Rarity paused for dramatic effect, "we rut!"
Twilight followed Rarity to the upstairs bedroom, warm from the trapped heat of the day, but with a cooling breeze flowing through. Remembering her time with Luna, Twilight sat and spread her legs over the side of the bed. Rarity pounced Twilight and pushed her onto the centre of bed, then gently planted her hooves on Twilight's outstretched wings. Twilight shivered in anticipation as Rarity made her way down, then stopped to give the teats some attention. Twilight wasn't a big fan, and Rarity sensed that and hit the—"Ah!"
Had she known that Luna went down on Twilight, Rarity would now know just what kept Luna there. Instead, Rarity gave the whole area a good, slow lick with her tongue before lying on the bed next to Twilight and motioning for her friend to take her former position. Seeing that Twilight was immobilised with oestrus, Rarity stood up and turned around and planted her muzzle back into Twilight's tasty marehood, prompting Twilight to grab Rarity's rump and bury her face in Rarity's privates.
Twilight got an oddly familiar sensation as she drew close ant even more so on the first lick. They took turns giving slow licks, then Rarity licked her extra good, so Twilight pointed her tongue to get extra deep before lingering on the clit. Her tongue in, she knew where the familiarity was from.
"Ah!" exclaimed Twilight after she lit her head go back on the bed, "you taste almost like Luna!" Twilight was immediately shocked at the sudden over-share.
"So that's what I taste like," Rarity said in attempt to calm Twilight, "now that we're both worked up enough that bad things will happen if we don't finish, stand on the bed and be my horn cozy!"
"You don't think anypony will see us?"
"Nonsense, the lights are off up here and the angle is bad. Let's get to rutting!"
Twilight laid on Rarity's bed, haunches in the air. Rarity's horn glowed with excitement as she got closer and felt the radiant warmth of Twilight's body and the humidity by her plot was enough that even her horn could feel it. Twilight felt a drop of excitement leave her as she shuddered when Rarity's magic aura made contact with her marehood. Soon enough, Rarity's horn parted Twilight's inner labia, beginning to rub into her opening. Twilight was too enamoured to make much noise, but leaned back to take in Rarity's horn faster. Rarity noted that Twilight was lubricated enough for fast action and rammed her head into Twilight's plot, smelling the oddly familiar aroma. The magic aura was like a magnet between Rarity's horn and Twilight's vagina, making sure they didn't disconnect completely until they had finished copulation.
Rarity was shocked at how good having her horn inside another mare felt. She felt all that Twilight felt, but transmitted through her magic instead of her mare parts. Twilight marvelled as every moment was heightened by the flow of magic, this time even stronger since both ponies were unicorns. Both ponies let their magic pool together and flow seamlessly through each other's bodies, stimulating them in ways impossible to describe to a non-unicorn.
Rarity could feel Twilight's fully-extended wings brushing the air while Twilight felt double the sensation of Rarity's horn. Both ponies immensely enjoyed the spiral groove on Rarity's horn, rotating the stimulus as it moved in and out of Twilight's opening. Rarity began to feel as if her own magic was leaking in physical form and dripping off her horn to fill the room with the wonderful scent of a mare in heat. She felt her whole body fill with magic as she came closer to orgasm. Twilight, too felt the build up, her inner lower lips turning into a generator to translate the rotating groove into magic and excitement. Rarity began to feel the magic build pressure now she was full of excitement, her whole body given into casting the strong love spell.
"Twilight dear, if I keep this up, I'm afraid I will lose control of my magic and blow you to smithereens," said Rarity, now worried she would hit a critical bursting point and have a most destructive orgasm in a few seconds.
"That shouldn't happen, especially since I'm an ali—ah!—corn, not just a very powerful un-I-corn now. If it does, oh!, I will have enjoyed my end," stammered Twilight between gasps of pleasure.
Rarity thought it was time to stop thinking and gave a deliberate pull out, losing past of her consciousness as she screwed out of Twilight, then was instinctively shoved back in as her entire being shuddered with relief as all her tension shot out her horn. This blast was enough to overwhelm even Twilight and all the magic in her took the emergency relief valve and shot out her horn and she rewarded Rarity with a blast of mare juices.
Rarity blinked several times to clear her eyes, then saw the scorch mark on the ceiling from Twilight but was too overpowered by the scent now radiating from her face and she slowly withdrew from Twilight to cuddle in somepony's wings on the couch. Laundry could wait until morning.
Author's Note
This is the first chapter in this series that I got a start on. That last bit is a bit of deliberate troll realism, so stop reading at the like if you wish to skip it. Consider yourself warned before you break that dislike button.
Rarity Rubs One Out
Rarity sat in her bedroom after working a long day in her boutique. Her work done for the day and her inspiration in stasis for a little bit. Sweetie Bell was away at the CMC clubhouse, as she was want to do when she did not have much schoolwork to do. It was a huge relief that Sweetie Bell had such good friends, since Rarity had about zero desire to be a proper parent, although signs were likely that the perfect stallion would be an unofficial step-father. To be fair, Rarity thought, at the rate her stallion hunting was going, Sweetie Bell would be married first, or, realistically, be living on her own.
In spite of those thoughts, Rarity decided to take the evening to herself. After going to her upstairs bedroom, she decided not to close the curtains, since nopony could see into there from the street and she enjoyed the natural fall lighting. Leaving the windows cracked slightly had a wonderful effect of adding a cool breeze to the warm coziness of the brightly-lit room. Rarity went around the room, uncapping the scented oil wells to add to the fall aromas.
After arriving at the bed, Rarity laid on her back, enjoying the support along her spine as she relaxed. The white pillows and sheets were ordered with the specific intention to be as comfortable as possible for loving and were far too seldom used for anyone's desire. Ignoring the drawers full of every imaginable variety of pleasurable device and teledildonic, Rarity was purposefully back to basics: just her and her hooves. Up here in her loft, she wondered just how she got the reputation for having a sex dungeon in the basement. True, she did have a backup setup down there for the summer, when it was intolerably hot in the loft, even with the air conditioning running, but, much like Twilight's watersports inclination, it seemed to be rumours ran wild over a minor detail. Still, it was up here she most enjoyed intimate time, and it was one of the first times in a while the weather permitted her to be up there in the sun.
The warmth and whiteness of the sheets focused Rarity's thoughts were on her misadventures with the princesses. She lowered her right hoof and stroked her barrel, feeling her fur get roughed up and imagining the princess' lips descending on her. Her hoof circled her teats, making them erect and sensitive. It was too bad that there was simply no way for a hoof to feel like tongue, but that simply meant she had to move on to her next target.
Lower and lower the hoof went to save the best for last. She brought both her hooves gently between her legs as far as they would go and then roughed up the fur on her thighs as she let out a small moan and leg twitch. Her left hoof stayed in its assigned vicinity, but the right one was on top of her marehood, slowly rubbing the whole area to build up her feminine fluids. Rarity moaned louder as she simultaneously hit her clit and a particularly sensitive patch of fur and brought her left hoof gently to her female folds and carefully used her hooves to part her lower lips.
Dampness covered the right hoof as she rolled it about to spread her lubrication over the whole area for the most comfortable pleasure. She kept her left hoof in place to keep her lips open as she reached her right hoof up to her muzzle. Inhaling deeply, Rarity confirmed her decision to try to find out what it was about Twilight and the princesses that made them so attracted to her juices. She brought the hoof in front of her mouth and took a long, slow lick starting where her hoof was still clean. Gradually, she started to taste a mare, then something—Twilight was right! It did taste like a less creamy Luna. Excited that she did not taste as bad as she remembered from when she tried many moons back out of curiosity and boredom, Rarity kept up the lick until she made a full circle on her hoof.
It was time to go full force ahead. Rarity put her hoof in her silt and pushed it in as far as her wrists would allow, then re-moistened the area and headed toward the tip. She twitched at the contact, then made another circle and another twitch. She had an odd nervousness, but then made a third circle, this time resting her hoof on her button and shaking herself against it. She moved her hoof in a line toward her bum and back, revelling in the different sensation of her labia compared to her clit and realised what the twitchy nervousness was about. She would have to use the filly's room after her session, but she would finish in short order and she was not a squirter like Twilight or the allegedly legendary Fluttershy.
Now, it was rubbing time.
Rarity rubbed her hoof intensely, feeling some magic congregate in her still sensitive horn as she slowly crawled to orgasmic bliss. She now thought of Twilight on her horn, and the magic flowing freely between them as more magic gathered on her horn. Now she was thinking about Celestia paying her rear special attention as the gathered magic returned to her body and spread throughout. Her body flinched again from the thought, then her magic was gathering with her heat. Now she only thought of the bliss of orgasm and anticipated the relief she would soon feel. Not much longer now as she found herself emitting a loud whinny and whole body tremble. She had forgotten her left hoof now back on her thigh as her tensing thigh and arm pressed into one another. She whinnied again then resumed quick breaths before they slowed as her spasms faded.
Orgasm over, our heroine then pulled a pillow to her barrel and rolled to her side.
Our heroine suddenly found that her urge to urinate was back and more powerful than her post-orgasmic sleepy bliss. She slowly got up and trotted down to the mares' room to take care of business. Once inside, she closed the door and sat down on the throne of her stall. She closed her eyes and relaxed and felt the first drops, then a stream, come out of her. The emptying feeling was like a second orgasm of calm, especially once she fully emptied. Taking a deep breath to gain composure and energise herself to get to a bed, she went to her downstairs bed, since she was in no mood to deal with the sweat from an enthusiastic hoofing session and changing sheets, and fell soundly asleep.
