Afraid to get...Dirty?

"I don't understand." Rarity cried, taking another shot of alcohol. "What's wrong with me?!" She then stumbled up and looked at herself in her large vanity mirror. "I have style, grace, charm." Then she got a big view of her rear. "And I have a super tight flank that continuously vibrates and tastes like wild berries." She then poured another shot, only to gulp it down. "Why doesn't anypony want me?!"

Rarity has been in her rut for quite some time. Although she could drink wine like a fish and not get drunk, today was not a wine day and Rarity was a light weight to the hard liquor she was pouring. She just needed something to make her sorrow go away...but today no amount of alcohol was helping. Since fillyhood, it has been one of her biggest dreams to find her "Prince Charming", marry him, maybe start a family and live happily ever after. As she entered puberty, Rarity noticed more than a few ponies staring at her, both mares and stallions were checking her out.

Rarity may of experimented with a mare on occasion, but she has never felt the touch of a stallion. That doesn't mean she was still a virgin. Technically her hymen was broken during her first time with a mare named....well she forgot the name...but Rarity still considers herself a virgin until she would put a stallion's rod in her wet pleasure hole.

Roughly a month ago, and before the Grand Galloping Gala, Rarity noticed her greatest fear was upon her...she found a wrinkle under her eyes. After an hour of crying on her Victorian recliner and like twenty pounds of ice cream, Rarity was able to use her magic and makeup to push back the wrinkle. At the Gala, she met the stallion of her dreams, Prince Blueblood, but he was a colossal prick and ruined her dreams and night. The worst part about it was, Rarity was prepared to go all the way and give him her virginity after the Gala, to seal the deal, but thankfully she found out he was a flankhole.

"That flankhole" Rarity said to herself, floating a large sewing needle with her magic and darting it towards a large dartboard covered with various stallions and mares.

The needle struck through a picture of Blueblood between the eyes. Which was the only place there weren't holes. It would appear that Rarity has thrown a sharp object of sometime at this picture several times before. The remaining pictures of stallions had a few holes and cuts but only roughly five or so, including Blueblood were the most destroyed. Rarity was one of the most generous ponies around and did her best to maintain a sense of charm, grace, and elegance, but if she was crossed or deeply hurt, Tartarus hath no fury like Rarity in a rage.

"All those ponies." Rarity, now in a tipsy stupor, took another shot and stumbled to the dart board. "Each one of them were flankholes to me. Especially you...and you...and you...and, well you were a good kisser but then cheated on me...and you."

Rarity picked up a pair of sewing scissors with her hoof and began hacking and hewing at the pictures.

"Buck you!! Buck you!! BUCK YOU ALL TO TARTARUS!!!!!!" Rarity was screaming in anger. It was a good thing Rarity put up a sound proof barrier around her room before drinking.

"All you motherbuckers should pay." Rarity said aloud in anger, then pointed at a couple of the pictures. :Mister 'Oh I love you but I found a better mare' bullshit. You were only saying that cause she put out on the first date!"

Rarity was getting into angry drunken stupor now. She threw the scissors behind her and they embedded in a ponyquins's head. She then proceeded to repeatedly punch at the pictures and even spit at them between punches.

After another hour of angry drunk, Rarity's continuous drinking brought her to sad drunk mode.

"Nopony will ever want me." Rarity said to herself, rocking back and forth in a fetal position. "Stallions just want sluts and whores. I'm not a slut or a whore, so they don't want me."

A few more shots and she was not a delirious drunk.

"Maybe I should just give up my virginity." Rarity pondered the thought. "I mean I am getting older and stallions just want the pussy. Maybe I should just find a cock already and forget about love."

Eventually, Rarity gave up on the shots and just downed the whole bottle. She was now off the handle, thank Celestia the door was magically locked as well as soundproof.

"Who needs those filthy beasts." Rarity slurred, throwing the bottle against the wall, shattering it and leaving a small stain on the wall. "All they want is my hot body."

Rarity noticed a hot feeling forming within herself as she ran her gentle hooves down herself. The last time Rarity got this wasted, she woke up the next day, remembering nothing and was surrounded by close to three or four exhausted and satisfied mares. But at this point, she didn't care. Her hooves were now rubbing her wet spot with great speed and pressure. Rarity's biggest fetish was masturbation, but she preferred to watch other mares do it, or that one time when she was younger and found some magazines of stallions jerking off.

"It's not enough!" Rarity said loudly, looking around the room, the only thing she saw were her sets of ponyquins. "Well hey there big ponies."

Using her magic, Rarity brought one ponyquin floating to her, and forced it's plastic muzzle to her lower lips, pressing hard against it.

"Oh yeah you naughty pony!" Rarity moaned with delight. "You like having a taste of my wet juices?" Then another ponyquin was floated beside her but this one has a magically made hard-on. "Oh and don't you look all pent up!" Rarity started to lick the tip of the fake pony's magical penis, taking a little of it in her wet mouth with each suck.

Rarity's appetite, or craving by this point, for cock was becoming hard, almost impossible to resist. After roughly ten or so minutes, Rarity's mouth released the fake dick and put her hoof on the one in her crotch.

"Time for the real fun." Rarity cooed, magically lifting the ponyquin up, revealing its rather larger member, still made of magic. "Oh and you're packing quite the treat!"

Rarity then eased the magical rod against her wet pussy, the lips kissing the head. Rarity's body shivered with delight at the feeling of the head pushing against her wetness; slowly easing its way inside.

"Oh no need to be shy." Rarity said with a greedy look in her eye. "Just shove it in-oooohhhhhh!!!" Rarity shouted with passionate delight as the ponyquin shoved its large cock deep inside Rarity's wet pussy. Sure, it was Rarity's magic that did it but who cares.

"Right there!! Keep going you stud!!!" Rarity moaned in ecstasy, then noticed the ponyquin that was by her head "happened to me moving closer".

"Oh you feel left out?" Rarity teased, grabbing onto the member. "Let me fix that." Rarity then put her mouth back on the member, forcing it to shove deeper in her mouth, gagging her throat.

Rarity was enjoying her little threesome better then hoofing herself. And it was helping ease her frustration. Hard to be upset if you have a cock in both your mouth and pussy. This fake threesome lasted for several minutes before Rarity felt like she was reaching her limit. And the magical cocks "just so happen" to be getting ready to burst.

"Come and give your sweet juice!" Rarity demanded in her moans.

The two ponyquins picked up their paces, Rarity could feel her two holes being defiled by these plastic ponies. At the height of her pleasure, Rarity's eyes rolled back as her body bucked up and let out a squirt of her own love juices. Since the ponyquins' penises were made of magic, there was no cum but both expanded as as they swelled inside her. the cocks soon vanished from the ponyquins and fell besides the heavily breathing Rarity.

"That was so needed." Rarity said to herself, the sex was sobering her up.

She then turned her tired gaze towards the large dart board full of pictures. An epiphany struck Rarity....

"If I cannot wait for my Prince to come." Rarity declared. "I'll just take matters into my own hooves."