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Stupid Everfree Forest. How come Twilight had to send him to get the ingredient from Zecora instead of go herself? Sometimes she could be such a lazy asshole. It was some sort of huge plant with purple dots all over it. What the hell was she going to use this for? He sincerely hoped that it wouldn't be another attempt at making a potion. The last time she had done that he had been turned into a girl. Dear Celestia, was that awkward. Well, he did get to look at himself naked in the mirror, but that was beside the point. Spike sighed. "Why can't she get off her lazy ass for ONCE? Maybe I should move out. Being her lap-dog is starting to get irritating. Next thing you know I'll be a sex slave." Okay, maybe that was over-exaggerating, and maybe he didn't mean all that, but the point was he was irritated.
And then he tripped. The plant flew from his arms, and before he could see what had become of it, his face collided with the dirt. At least there weren't any rocks or tree roots there. But his toe was aching. "Dammit!" he growled, rolling over and clutching his bare feet. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to go around bare-foot all the time, but shoes were just so uncomfortable. "Fucking plant blocking my vision..." he muttered, looking to see that it was a rock he had tripped over. It was a... weird rock. He shrugged. It hadn't pissed him off that much, so he shoved it in his pocket and stood up. And somehow, the pot the plant was in only had a single crack He picked it up much less carefully than he should have, and the entire thing managed to break. The dirt poured over his jeans, which were hand-made by Rarity, and a chunk of the pot, which was made from concrete, landed on his foot before the dirt. "Fuck!" He grabbed his foot and fell back, probably breaking the bones in his butt on a tree root. "Celestia fucking dammit!" he yelled in both anger and pain. Jeez, could this day get any worse? And then he regretted thinking that, because a tree branch fell on his head. How did that happen?!
As soon as he went into the carved-in house, he was met with Twilight's voice. "How'd it go?" she asked.
"Shitty."
"Spike! You know you're not supposed to use that language!" she said crossly, coming out of the kitchen.
"Well I'm sorry, but it was!" he said. Twilight saw that his foot was bruised, and he had a bump showing through his thin hair, and his jeans were covered in dirt stains. But she was only concerned about the plant, and the fact he didn't have it made her even more pissed off. He took out the rock and threw it and caught it in a horrible attempt to entertain himself.
"Where's Zecora's plant?" she asked.
"Screw you!" Her eyes dilated, and they went glassy. Or maybe they didn't. Obviously, that would be hard to tell. He didn't notice that this may or may not have happened, though, since he was too busy not looking at her.
"Okay," she said, and began stripping out of her clothes. Spike cocked an eyebrow and looked at her.
"Agh! What the fuck are you doing?! Put your damn clothes back on!" he said, looking away immediately and clenching his eyes tight. Yeah, he wanted to see tits and pussy, but not hers! Thank Celestia he said that right before she took off her bra.
"Alright," she said, putting her clothes back on. Wait a minute. She had done what he had said. Though, it was a bit literal the first time. And then, Spike got an evil grin on his face. His own personal servant! Let's see how Twilight liked it. Actually, it was more than likely she wouldn't be aware of it. Hm. I think it has to with this rock. I mean, she never listened to me before I had it.
Hours later, he had gotten bored of Twilight. He had eaten about five cupcakes, ice cream, a piece of cake, forced her to change him into his pajamas(he liked to wear them after he finished all his work for the day, since they were so comfy), hold up a hustler magazine he had bought a while ago, but obviously never told her about, and flip the pages. Meanwhile, he was masturbating to all the hot pictures inside. Lesbians, bondage, all kinds of sexy things. Normally, he wouldn't let Twilight know about this, but since she was basically under his control, it was no big deal. Unfortunately, though, she retained her full personality besides getting angry and freaking out. "You know you shouldn't be doing this, right? It's very immoral."
"Yeah, yeah, shut up. I'm trying to jerk off here, and you're ruining it." Her mouth closed immediately, and she stopped talking. Once he had ejaculated and made Twilight clean up the mess for the second time in two hours, he sighed and made her put the magazine away. Then, he got an awesome idea while he was putting his clothes back on. "Hey, Twilight, why don't you get Rarity for me? I wanna fuck her," he said bluntly.
"Oh, sure. You're just eighteen, though, and you're not even in a relationship with her. You should probably wait for a while." She went to go get Rarity anyway, though. But before she could, Spike stopped her.
"Wait. Get a double dildo, too."
"What would I need something like that for?" Twilight asked, confused, but left to get one anyway.
Twilight wasn't exactly sure where you were supposed to buy a double dildo. She didn't think there were any shops that would sell something so dirty, either. There was a pawn shop not too far away from her house, so she decided that she'd check there. When she got inside, the shop owner welcomed her. He was a nice old man. It was a place with all kinds of weird items, and she gazed at them before making it to the counter. "What can I get for ya' today, Twilight?" the hick behind the counter asked.
"Oh, I was just wondering if you had any double dildos."
"...Huh? I didn't know you were into that stuff... Never thought ya'd be a lesbian, either!"
"Oh, I'm not," she said.
"Then why do you want one?"
"Spike asked me to get one." Well, that was even more confusing!
"Spike? He has a, uh, girl part?" he asked. She laughed a bit.
"Of course not. Why, he was masturbating with his penis only a little while ago."
"...And how d'you know that? And why would I even wanna know that?"
"He asked me to hold up the hustler magazine for him so he could 'use magic with his own horn'." He frowned. This was just weird.
"Alright, I have one in the back, just please quit talkin'." That was rude! Twilight thought, but didn't really get angry.
After he had gotten the toy for her, she had to carry it around because it wouldn't fit in her purse. And since her friends' homes were all relatively close to hers, she made it to the Carousal Boutique rather quickly. Once inside, she looked around for Rarity. "Rarity, you here? Spike wanted you to come over so he could have sexual intercourse with you, apparently," she called out. She walked out of the kitchen with a frowning face, very uncharacteristic of her.
"He WHAT?!" she asked, not even paying attention to the fact her friend was acting odd, and somehow didn't notice the double-ended pink dildo in her hands. "I'm going to have to have a serious talk with that young man!"
Rarity stomped into the house, where Spike was relaxing on the couch. "Spike, for one, you are much too vulgar for my tastes. And secondly, I'm nine years older than you!" He held up the stone.
"Rarity, calm down," he said, sitting up. She did immediately. Twilight stepped inside and closed the door. "Twilight, close all the curtains and lock the doors," he commanded, and they both noticed the increasing bulge in his pants. Once Twilight was done with her job, he said, "Now, both of you take off all your clothes." They did, and he was surprised that Twilight didn't make any remarks. Or Rarity, for that matter. He unzipped his pants and pulled them down, as well as his underwear. "Now, Rarity, lay on the ground, and Twilight, get on top of her." Rarity laid down flat, and he marveled at her breasts. They were absolutely perfect; not too big and not too small, while her tits were the perfect size proportionally. And her pussy was shaved and sexy. The rest of her body was perfectly curved. Of course, he wasn't surprised by any of this. Twilight had smaller boobs, but a great ass due to her pear-shaped body. Her pussy was hairy and he frowned a bit, but his dreamy smirk returned when it came out of view when she sat on Rarity's waist. He could see from where he was that Rarity was getting wet.
"Twilight, play with her tits," Spike said. Twilight grabbed Rarity's chest and squeezed rhythmically, pulling up and down and moving them this way and that. Then, she held her nipples between her index finger and thumb, twisting them gently. They were as hard as bits. Rarity began to breathe a bit faster, and her snatch was pouring out it's juice all over the floor. "I guess it's her first time. That's pretty surprising, though. You'd think guys would be all over her." After a few moments of deliberation, he made his decision. Instead of jerking off to this, he'd give Rarity the pleasure of having him do things to her first. "Twilight, stop, and, uh, go somewhere." She shrugged and got off of her friend, while Spike rushed over. He grabbed her hand. "Come over here and give me a blowjob." He moved back to the couch and sat down, while the purple-haired sex slave sat down in front of him and began to suck on the tip of his dick. "Ah... stop that. I don't wanna cum early," he said, and she stopped. "Just suck the whole thing."
Rarity fit the whole ten-inch piece of meat into her mouth, flinching when the tip almost set off her gag reflex. Spike noticed this and wondered how many BJs she'd given. Oh well. She began to squeeze his balls, and he winced at the extra pleasure. "W-wow, you're good," he said, and his leg's slight spasms annoyed him.
"Thank you, darling," she said while briefly taking her mouth off of his wang. Then, she licked up the sides of it, sucked on the tip for a moment, and slid her tongue down the other side. Then, she came back up and thrust her head up and down quickly, slurping along his cock with her tongue. After a while of doing this, the white liquid splurted out, and she took her mouth off of his wiener and swallowed all of it up, licking whatever had gotten around her lips.
"Now give me a boob job," he said, holding up the stone and waving it in front of her face as if that would help. She rolled her eyes and wrapped her breasts around it, and his leg spasms were more frequent. He flinched. Man, he was never able to masturbate right after he came, even though he stayed hard for a while. It felt even better than the first time, but it was so overwhelming that he was struggling to not make Rarity stop. And what made it even more bitter-sweet was the fact that every time she came down, Rarity would lick his tip.
He held it in as long as he could when he felt the sperm coming, which wasn't very long, and finally came all over her bouncy boobs, chin, and that sexy, sexy neck. "Get in the doggy style position," he said. She held her butt in the air and wiggled it invitingly, turning her head as much as she could to see him. Her boobs were flattened against the ground and she was slightly supporting herself with her arms. Spike crouched down and inserted his middle finger into her ass slowly, before moving it in and out to open it up enough to fit in his dick. Her tongue lolled out when he began to finger her pussy, as well. After a bit, his index finger was invited to the party his 'fuck you' finger - which, in this case, was quite literal - was at, and her ass opened up more.
"Ooh, Spike... you have golden fingers," Rarity moaned, and her breathe grew faster just like when her boobies were being handled. Spike took out his fingers and prodded at her asshole with his dick, before pushing his member in and making her cry out in both pleasure and some pain. He winced again, but thrust in and out carefully, trying not to hurt her and trying take it slow at first.
His speed increased with every passing moment, until he was ramming her like the Ponyville Express. For a brief moment, he wondered why it was called the Ponyville Express, but then his mind went back to the wonderful sex he was having with his one and only true love Rarity. He grabbed her tail and pulled her back when she was thrust forward, forcing her ass back over the exposed area of his cock. Rarity clutched the rug as if she were hanging on for dear life, and the huffs and puffs came out in quick beats, with barely enough room for a pleasure-filled groan or moan. "Spike..." she echoed. "Yes... oh... keep going... don't stop..." she said, gasping for air after finishing her sentence. It was as if all of her nerves had gathered up in her ass and nowhere else, only sending electric signals of pain and pleasure to her brain, with it focusing on little else.
Finally, Spike pushed his fat cock in as deep as he could, letting out a massive load, which she could feel tunneling through her intestines. Spike pulled it out, and it was limp. He was huffing and puffing, staring at the big hole he had made in her bottom. She sat up shakily, and the cum poured out of her body. "Spike... please, I want you to do my vagina..." she said in a near-begging tone. She turned around and spread her legs, and his man-specific spot shot right back to life. "Just... make sure not... to get me pregnant," she said, still experiencing tingles from his previous ramming. "And be gentle." He practically pounced on top of her, guiding his dick to its destination as if it were a missile trying to reach its target. He slid it right inside, and sparks shot up both their spines, especially Rarity's, and a sizzling feeling welled up in their crotches.
Spike moved it all the way in, and he could feel how tight it was around his cock. Damn, that was good. It was like it was sucking it. Every time he tried to pull out, the bottom of his tip seemed like it wanted to prevent him from doing it. Rarity wrapped her legs around his waist and held onto his shoulders. He went in and out, in and out, in and out, and this time it was easier to get faster because of the lubricating fluids of her snatch. "Oh, yeah, Spike... you're so good... I absolutely love your cock..." Spike moved down and met their lips, feeling a tingle of excitement from this, since it was his first mouth-to-mouth kiss. Plus, it was Rarity's lips. He forced his tongue inside, swirling it around hers while he thrust almost barbarically into her pelvis. This only added to the fireplaces in their lady and man areas.
It was almost like they had been doing this for an eternity. Spike and Rarity were both completely taken over by lust and primal instinct. Spike sought to dominate her and 'show her who the man was', while Rarity obeyed and let him do as he pleased. What could be accounted for in their minds as an endless amount of time passed by painstakingly slow, but also allowed them to hold out this moment of passion forever, which felt amazing to both. Tidal waves of ecstacy crashed down on them , until finally they came.
Rarity's horn began to glow with a blue light, and it began pulsating and throbbing. The same began to happen to Spike's dick, except without all the magic hues and stuff. A clear, almost glittery fluid secreted from her horn, spewing all over the floor, while Spike let out his cum while his dick was halfway through her tubes, and her own vaginal orgasmic fluids mixed with his. "Spiiiiii~iiiiike!" Rarity yelled, her eyes almost rolling back in her head while the two clutched each other so tight that they practically couldn't be torn apart.
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Spike woke up with a groan, holding his head. "Man, what happened...?" Oh, right. He pushed his legs together when he felt another bulge in his pants. Wait, pants? Didn't he take those off? He opened his eyes and sat up to see he was still in his bed, with Rarity stepping out of the shower attached to his room. He was fully-clothed, too. But he was too busy staring at Rarity's hot bod to notice that.
"I never expected you to have such a big dick... and you're really good at sex. I'm glad you took my virginity," she said in an overly-sexy voice. She took off her towel. "How about we have another round, hm? Then, me and Twilight have something to tell you." Spike nodded eagerly, ripping his pants off and pulling her onto the bed.
After another sexy session of sex, the two were worn out. Rarity got another shower, and Spike was allowed to take one with her. They ended up having even more sex in there. But after they finished in there, too, they washed up, dried off, and put their clothes on. Then, they walked downstairs. Twilight was waiting for them there, fully clothed again, and sitting on the couch reading a book. He sat down beside her, and Rarity beside him. "You're very welcome," Rarity said.
"Huh?"
"This was all a set-up," Twilight Sparkle said, dog-earing her book page and setting it down. Spike frowned. "We put that rock in the forest and made it to where you would trip over it. We knew you'd like the stone, since you like pretty much like all rocks, and pretended to be hypnotized by it." Spike's jaw dropped.
"So when you were holding that magazine..."
"Yeah, not the most pleasant time in my life." Spike shivered.
"But why did you go through all that?"
"Well, I saw you masturbating a lot, and thought that I could get you to stop if you experienced the real thing. And obviously, you would only have sex with Rarity, and you would only do it if you thought there would be no consequences," Twilight said. Spike sighed. It would be his luck that he never noticed her.
"So this is only a one-time thing, huh?"
"Of course not," Rarity smiled. "Anytime you want." Spike smiled possibly wider than Pinkie Pie.
"How about right now?" Rarity and Twilight both laughed.
"We just did it in the shower."
"Fine. What about ten minutes from now?"
"Of course, darling. Of course."