Nightmare at the Gala(Con)?

Part 4: Three's Company

The running water next door stops. For a moment back there it seemed like Ranko was about to change her mind about coming in, but the prospect of having access to a shower seems to have ultimately won her over.

You're sitting on one of the large beds, while Nightmare Rarity is sitting on the floor at the foot of the bed, flipping lazily through the channels of the TV set of the hotel room. About half an hour after you carried her up here, she simply woke up, apparently not remembering anything after that first cup of punch. It's like she's never had a drop of alcohol in her life.

You really can't seem to make sense of her. In some ways she seems to be totally clueless about the world, almost naïve. Then again, she carries herself with such confidence, as if she knows exactly what she wants, whatever that may be.

The TV shows a news program right now. They're still reporting on the theft, showing a photo of the missing moon stone. Looks like an ordinary piece of gray rock to you. You see Rarity looking at you with a penetrating gaze, then switching the channel again.

“Hah! That was great,” Ranko sighs as she steps out of the shower. Woah! She's wearing a pink negligee with just her panties. Your eyes are automatically drawn to her breasts, and it's evident that she's not wearing a bra!

“Hey, eyes up here, Romeo,” she says.

“Uh, sorry.”

Ranko sighs and sits beside you on the bed. “You get anything out of her?”

You shake your head. “No. She doesn't have any ID with her, and she still hasn't given me her name. Makes me wonder how she ever got a GalaCon pass at check-in. But she's not objecting to being called Nightmare Rarity or just Rarity.”

Ranko frowns. “Amnesia?”

“I don't thinks so. She seems to be able to recall the events of today just fine, with the exception of roughing up wannabe Blueblood.”

Ranko keeps staring at her as Rarity flips through the channels again. She probably doesn't even understand any of the words spoken. As far as you can tell, she doesn't understand any German. That's why you and Ranko have decided to keep your conversations in English, so she won't feel left out.

“Just so you know,” Ranko says in a low whisper, so she can't hear her. “If she murders us in our sleep with a nail file, I'm blaming you.”

You give her a weak smile. She may be a bit strange, but you can't believe that Rarity is dangerous. “You have a weird imagination.”

“That's what they always say. Always ends with somebody finding a lamp made out of human skin.” She shimmies across the bed and sits behind you. “Sit up straight.”

You don't really know what she's about to do, but you swing your legs over the edge and straighten your back nonetheless. “Ngh.” You moan as she starts massaging your tired neck. “That feels great.” Rarity isn't that heavy, but carrying her up here was still hard work. You turned down Ranko's offer to help in a, probably foolish, attempt to prove your manliness to her.

“ … You're a pretty decent guy, all things considered. A lot of people wouldn't have bothered to help her out.”

“So, does that mean you forgive me for getting you kicked out of the con?” you ask hopefully. “Uhh.”

Her answer comes in the form of pressing her thumbs painfully into your back. “This and that are two different things. The massage is my thanks for letting me stay for the night. Don't read too much into it.”

Suddenly the TV turns off and Rarity stands in front of you. “You're showing appreciation.”

“Yeah,” Ranko responds, seemingly unsure of whether it was a question.

Rarity runs her hand through her hair, brushing it back, so her generous cleavage in the single-strap dress is clearly visible. “Then I must also give you my thanks, for your help.”

“That's really not necessary,” you say with a smile. “I did it, because I wanted to.”

“Hm. I don't know much about your culture, but this should do.” She kneels down in front of you and, with a no-nonsense expression on her beautiful face, begins to unbutton your pants and unzip your fly.

“What are you doing?” Ranko screams. “You can't just … you can't … woah …” You can hear her swallow hard behind you. Yeah, you get that reaction a lot, when girls first lay eyes on your pride. “It's so … big.”

Rarity has pulled it out of your pants and is looking it over clinically. You can feel her hot breath on your shaft, since her face is so close. “I've seen bigger.”

Ranko actually splutters behind your back. “D … y … No, you haven't! I mean … look at it! It's almost as long as my forearm.“ She's leaning forward, looking at it over your shoulder, and as result you can feel her breasts press against your back. What a wonderfully soft sensation.

“Horses have bigger ones,” Rarity points out.

“The … Well, yeah. That doesn't necessarily make them sensitive lovers.”

“Uhm, girls?” You scratch your cheek, trying to get a word in. “It's kind of embarrassing, if you stare at it and comment on it as if I wasn't here.”

“Deal with it,” Ranko tells you coldly. “You've been ogling me all day. Now it's my turn.”

“Fair enough,” you concede. There are worse things than having your cock admired by two pretty girls.

“Humans talk too much,” Rarity says, and wraps her lips around the tip. You draw in your breath sharply and sit up straight.

It's amazing how she's creating a vacuum and sucking it in. When you think that you couldn't be luckier, Ranko reaches around from behind you, gingerly touching your shaft with delicate fingers.

“I thought for sure, this couldn't be real, when I accidentally touched you earlier,” she breathes.

This situation is so surreal, but you feel like you can press your luck even further. “It wasn't really by accident, now was it?” you ask her. “I saw the look on your face. You must have been thinking about it the whole day.”

“No, I haven't,” she replies fervently, but she still grabs hold of your shaft and begins rubbing it up and down.

“Yes, you have. You want it, don't you?” Your cock is rock-hard by now, receiving the attention of both these ladies. Reaching your hand forward, you stroke Rarity's hair, who moves her head faster in response. “You could learn a lot from her, you know. She's honest with her feelings.”

Suddenly Ranko let's go and abruptly stands up. Crap, now you've really done it. You had a threesome within your grasp and you blew it! This was a once in a lifetime chance.

“Move over.”

You can't believe your eyes as Ranko kneels down next to Rarity. With her eyes fixed on your member, she holds it up to admire it for a moment, and then slowly runs her tongue along the underside, all the way from the base to the tip.

A shudder runs along your spine. “Ahhh.”

Casting her eyes upward, Ranko grins at you. “That's cute. You moan like a girl.”

“I don't mind, as long as you keep doing that.”

Rarity has been watching this exchange curiously. “So is this what you call love then?”

Both you and Ranko begin to blush. “I don't think you could call it love at this stage. Friends with benefits maybe?”

You shrug. “Works for me.”

“Hm.” Rarity frowns. “I hate friendship. But this isn't so bad.” Then she leans over and kisses Ranko full on the lips.

“Mmmh?” Of course the red-head is shocked initially and her eyes are wide open, but she doesn't pull back. After a few moments, she opens her mouth and you can see their tongues mingling at the corners of their mouths.

Ranko reaches out her hand and pulls Rarity's halter over her shoulder, pulling the dress down and stripping her to the waist. Taking her breast in one hand, she massages it in a circular motion.

In return Rarity grabs the hem of her opposite's negligee, pulling it up. Ranko seems reluctant to break the kiss, but holds her arms above her head. Soon she's stripped down to her panties and Rarity leans forward, taking her nipple into her mouth and sucking on it.

You never would have thought that the day would turn out like this, with two gorgeous chicks making out in front of you in your hotel room. “This really is the best night ever,” you muse with a big grin on your face. Then the hardness in your crotch becomes almost painful. “Well, almost the best night ever.”

“Ahhn!” Ranko moans as Rarity lightly bites down on her nipple, then she gives you a sideways glance. “Looks like Phillip is feeling left out.”

“Ungh,” you groan as she takes it into her hand again and jerks you off. You can feel your body heat rising.

“Have you realized that he almost never meets your eyes?” Ranko asks Rarity. “Shall we do something special for him?”

Rarity brings up her head. “Special?”

After a whispered conversation, the two girls come up to you one either side, each one enveloping your dick with her breasts. You're not really sure which one has the bigger tits, but it sure feels amazing.

“So that's what these are for,” Rarity comments, as if she's just had an epiphany.

“I'm sure that's what he thinks,” Ranko chuckles. She opens her mouth wide and lets some saliva drop onto your tip, then spreads it around with one finger.

With Ranko setting the pace, they both start moving their upper bodies. The roughness soon gives way, as it's lubricated. They're so soft and it's been so long for you. At this rate, you're not gonna last long.

You stroke Ranko's cheek, and she starts sucking on your thumb. Damn, that look on her face is so sexy. Suddenly you hit on an idea to goad her into doing what you really wanna do with that pretty face of hers. “You know, I've never met a girl who could take it all the way in.”

Narrowing her eyes, she tells you: “Is that a challenge, big boy? I must have really bruised your ego, when I kicked your cute butt during that card game.”

“Sounds like you're making excuses,” you tell her.

“Alright, tough guy.” She draws back and kneels in front of you. “Bring it on.”

You stand up and get closer to her, stroking her hair. Her lips part slightly, as you press your tip against them, and you're almost crying in happiness. Meanwhile Rarity is standing behind you, nibbling on the back of your neck while lifting up your shirt to run her hands along your chest.

“Don't think for a moment that I don't know what you're doing,” Ranko says.

So much for being clever and subtle. “Then why did you agree to it?”

“Because I want you to fuck my mouth.”

You chuckle for a bit and grab her hair firmly. “Has anyone ever told you that you're a passive-aggressive bitch?”

“Story of my life. Now are you gonna put it on or … hmph!?”

Pushing your hips forward, you take her by surprise and plug her mouth with your pride. For some reason it feels damn good. “All that attitude you've been giving me, but I've finally found a way to shut you up.”

You start to move back and forth, enjoying the feeling of having the last word for once. Ranko rests one hand on your leg, but she's not pushing back. It's at this very moment you realize, she likes it like that.

Grinning broadly, you speed up your thrusts, fucking her mouth vigorously. Having successfully removed your shirt, Nightmare Rarity wraps her arms around you, massaging your balls with one hand. “Are you gonna choke her with your cock?”

“That's the idea,” you reply. You've been enjoying the feeling of her mouth so much, you almost lost sight of the real goal. It's kind of a pity. Ranko's great at using her tongue to stimulate you further.

“Gugh.” She coughs around your cock as you push the tip against the back of her throat. Oh yeah, that's the feeling. That delicious tightness around the tip.

“Hey, now. You said you'd take it all,” you say, drawing back a little. You don't want to hurt her, after all.

In response she squeezes your thigh, still not trying to push herself away.

“Good girl.” Grabbing her head with both hands, you pull her closer, once again feeling that resistance, but this time she can suppress the urge to gag. You rest for a moment, giving her time to adjust. “That's good. Now let's go for broke. Rarity, why don't you lend her a hand?”

“Alright.” Rarity kneels down behind Ranko and starts massaging her breasts from behind.

“Mmmh.” Ranko moans around your cock in response, and the vibration sends a shiver down your spine.

“Rawr!” You growl and start pounding away again. With every stroke Ranko manages to swallow more of your cock, helped by Rarity pressing up against her from behind and you holding onto her hair.

“Take it! Take it all, Ranko!” With one last push, you go all the way and lock her head in place. Looking down, you can see your shaft totally gone. She looks up at you through misty and heavily lidded eyes. Oh man, that expression is great.

“Ugh!” You can't take it anymore. Pulling out completely, you aim at their faces and start jerking off quickly. “Say 'ahh', girls. Here it comes.”

Ranko seems a bit dazed, but Rarity hugs her from behind, pressing her cheek against Ranko's to keep her stable, and opens her mouth wide.

“Ahh!” With a drawn-out scream, you climax harder than you have in a long time. Three months' worth of your sperm shoots out in long, thick strands, making a gooey mess of the girls' faces.

Totally exhausted, your knees threaten to give out under you, and you fall back onto the bed.

You watch Rarity move the cum, she managed to catch, around her open mouth with her tongue. Then she closes her eyes and swallows it with an audible gulp. “It's so thick and smelly.”

Ranko got most of it on her face and now Rarity leans over, sticking out her tongue and scooping it up. The red-head is still busy catching her breath, so she doesn't mind the mixture of spit and sperm dropping from her chin onto her chest.

Or maybe she's just letting it be, since Rarity seems to have fun, rubbing it into her skin and making her breasts glisten with it.

“Don't hog it all for yourself,” Ranko complains, finally having calmed down enough to speak again.

You certainly can't accuse Rarity of beings selfish, as she takes Ranko's chin into one hand and tilts back her head. Then she moves her own face over Ranko's open mouth, letting the current load drop into the other girl's mouth.

“Mmmh.” They both kiss again, swapping the cum back and forth between them.

Damn, you've just blown such a massive load. But watching these two make out, covered in your jizz, makes you almost instantly hard again.

Having regained her strength, Ranko stands up, pulling Rarity to her feet as well. As they continue to kiss, she strips Rarity of the rest of her dress and then gets rid of her own panties.

Catching a glimpse of them, you can see that they're totally soaked. Looks like she really enjoyed that rough deepthroat. There aren't many girls like that, even less who can handle your size. At least that you've met.

You watch them move over to the other bed, where Ranko pins Rarity down beneath her. Their tits are pressing against each other as they kiss, and you recall the feeling of their double-titfuck from earlier.

You're practically mesmerized, cause their rears are sticking out in your direction, their wet sexes clearly shining in the lamplight.

After several more minutes of watching them, Ranko eventually brings her head up, looking at you over her shoulder with an annoyed look. “What are you waiting for? A written invitation?” she asks, wiggling her hips.

You blink. “Oh. Ohhhh.”

“Why do males of any species need to have the obvious spelled out for them sometimes?” Rarity comments dryly as you make your way over, taking up a position behind them.

“Tell me about it, sister,” Ranko adds. Since when have these two become part of the girly chit-chat club?

But as you line up your once again hard member, you're faced with a very serious question. Which one to take first?

“Come on, hurry up already,” Ranko prods, shaking her hips again.

“Hm, alright then.” Very deliberately you brush your tip against Ranko's entrance, and then angle downward to plunge into Rarity.

“Ahhh!” Woah, she's got a pretty sensual moan. Time to start moving your hips.

Ranko, on the other hand, is looking at you with a pouty face. “What's wrong?” you ask with a grin.

“Hmph, nothing. Nothing at all.”

You lean forward, trying to make as much slapping noises as possible while fucking Rarity. You also slightly push Ranko's body down, so the two girls have their nipples rubbing against each other.

Sniffing at Ranko's hair, you get that delightful hint of cinnamon again. Must be the shampoo she's using. “If you want some of the action, all you have to do is ask nicely.”

“Why should I do that?”

Reaching around her, you put two fingers into her mouth, sort of like a fishhook. She immediately begins to suck on them. “Because you've been bad-mouthing me all day, calling me a virgin and accusing me of staring at your breasts.”

“Weren't you?”

“Of course I was,” you admit freely. “But what do you expect, when you dress up like that at a brony convention? Admit it, you've been shamelessly strutting your stuff in front of every guy out there.”

“ … You're not the only person in the world to not have gotten any for a while, you know. Forget three months. Try going without sex for a year.”

A year? It's been that long for her? “How come?”

“Because being pretty has its downsides, too. There's not a lot of guys who have the guts to ask me out. You saw the losers this morning at the game room, too afraid to even get within ten meters of me. So I have to make the first step. Only a lot of guys have a problem with that, so I have to let them think that they're actually in control.”

You'd never seen it that way, thinking that a girl like her could have anyone. Yet you're here now, and you can't help but laugh. “So that's why you're such a tease. Feels like I finally got to meet the real you.”

She gives you a look that is still a little annoyed, but there's also some relief and playfulness at not having to keep up the facade any longer. “Yes, my name's Ranko. Pleasure to meet you. Now can you table the psychology talk for later and hump my brains out, please?”

Well, you heard a please in there somewhere, so you decide to oblige and pull out of Rarity, lining up with Ranko's waiting sex. “Hello, I'm Phillip,” you say and bury yourself inside her with one stroke. “Nice to do you.”

“Ahhhnn! Yes, fuck me hard!” She's incredibly tight, but also really wet. It's the perfect combination of squeezing your member and allowing it to move rapidly back and forth.

“Such curious mating habits,” Rarity mutters, but you feel like you can see the hint of a smile on her lips. Was this what she wanted all along?

While keeping your rhythm with Ranko steady, you insert two fingers into Rarity's moist pussy. Hearing these two hotties moan in unison like that, is far better music to your ears than whatever they're playing at the Gala right now.

Acting on impulse, you bite Ranko's shoulder lightly.

“Ah! Nnh.” She brings her head up sharply, but you don't detect any pain in her voice. As a result of this new position, her breasts are now swinging freely in front of Rarity's face.

Taking the opportunity, she begins to suck at Ranko's hardened nipples again. You get the distinct impression that Rarity also knows this feeling of being abstinent for a long period of time. Heh, if she actually was the real Nightmare Rarity, she'd be just coming off a dry spell that lasted for the last thousand years.

Alright! Time to man up! You've already made this the best night ever for yourself, but you want the two of them to share in that pleasure. You want to make them scream.

Putting even more of your weight on top, you slam your rod hard into Ranko, already feeling your second climax coming on. But you manage to hold it back for now.

“Mmmh, ah, mh.” They're french-kissing again underneath you, but their moans are still distinct, when they separate every now and then. You want to grab their boobs, but they're already pushed up against one another. Judging by how hard their nipples are, they're really enjoying it, too.

Suddenly you can feel Ranko's insides squeeze you even tighter than before, and her head comes up again. “I … I'm gonna … almost there …”

“Me … too …,” Rarity adds between ragged breaths.

“Don't hold back,” you say, slapping Ranko's ass and speeding up for the final spurt. “Cum for me, girls!” You lean down towards her ear. “Shall I pull out?”

“No!” she cries, reaching her hand back and clinging to your hips. It's almost painful as she digs her nails into your skin, but that's only bringing you closer. “I want it all inside. Fill me up with your hot sperm!”

That's all you needed to hear. With one last push, you bury your length in that delicious pussy, releasing a load that must be equally as massive as your first one deep inside of her.

Simultaneously you can feel Rarity draw in your fingers even more. Slightly bending them, you give her that final push as well.

“AHHHHHH!!!!” They both scream at the top of their lungs as they reach their orgasms at the same time.

You pull out and fall onto your side. The next few seconds is just the sound of three people desperately trying to catch their breaths.

Then you can hear Ranko giggling. “It's so much. It's overflowing.”

“I can feel it,” Rarity responds. “It's warm.”

You feel like your body is as heavy as lead, but after that prompting you just have to look, so you crane your neck, seeing your baby batter oozing out of Ranko's gaping pussy and dripping slowly onto Rarity's slit, who is rubbing it in with one hand.

Satisfied that they are satisfied, you close your eyes for a moment. You are almost ready to fall asleep, but there's a sudden change in lighting. You can tell, even from behind closed eyes, that something has come between you and the ceiling light.

Opening your eyes again, you see both of the girls looking down at you. Ranko looks radiant, almost like an angel with the light above her head making it appear as if she had a halo. Even Rarity is smiling more naturally than you've ever seen her do in the brief time since you met her.

“Hey, Phillip,” Ranko says, taking your limp cock in her hand and stroking it slowly. “Let's go for a third round.”

As much as you want to just jump them and go again immediately, you give them a weak smile. “I'm gonna need a few minutes, until I'm ready again, girls.”

After looking disappointed for a moment there, they look at each other and begin to smile. “Shall we entertain ourselves in the meantime?” Rarity asks, running a finger across Ranko's cheek and all the way down to her neck.

“Yeah,” Ranko confirms and gives her a kiss. Then she turns to you and adds: “Enjoy the show while you recharge, and then join us whenever you're ready.”

Grinning like an idiot and already feeling yourself get hard again, as you watch the two of them make out, you can only sum up the day's events in a single phrase. “This really is THE BEST NIGHT EVER!”