Spike’s Urine Lust
by TwilightPsycho
Chapter 1
Spike ran as fast as he could through the woods, his tiny clawed feet digging into the snow with each stride, an expression of deep determination on his face.
“32!... 33!... 34!...” a filly’s voice could be heard yelling out loudly and clearly from behind him.
As he ran, dashing between the snow-covered trees, the voice became gradually less clear as he got farther away from its source. Soon he could only barely make out its words in the distance.
“76!... 77!... 78!...” the voice went on.
Stopping for a moment to regain his breath, he looked around himself, studying the surrounding forest. Everything around him was white, covered in layers of cool snow. The crowns and branches of the trees, the rocks... the rocks! It was then he spotted it. The perfect hiding place - or so he thought. A large boulder lay next to the trunk of a tree. Knowing that time was rapidly running out, he darted behind it and crouched down in the small space between the rock and tree, letting out a sigh of relief. Now all he could do was wait.
“97!... 98!... 99!... 100! I’m coming to get you!” the voice cried out triumphantly, as it finished counting up.
For a while there was silence, and he wondered if she had wandered off completely in the wrong direction. A smug expression spread across his face at the thought. His triumph was short-lived, however, as the sound of hooves beating softly against the snow could be heard in the distance. At first it was barely audible, but gradually growing louder as they approached.
The tiny dragon held his breath, and tried to squeeze even further into the crack between the tree and the boulder. He could no longer hear the hoofbeats. Had she gone away again?
A sudden movement made him jump, as the cute purple face of a pony became partially visible in front of the tiny opening on the other side of the crack, peering excitedly in at him with her big round eye, her face slightly flushed due to the cold air.
“Ha! Found you!” she shouted excitedly.
Knowing when to admit defeat, he crawled out of his hiding place, coming face to face with the purple filly. “You got me!” he said, smiling at her.
“Now it’s your turn!” she said. “Close your eyes and count to 100!”
“And don’t peek!” she added.
He turned around to face the tree and began to count. “1!... 2!... 3!...”
Seconds turned to minutes, and minutes to hours. Time sure did fly when you were having fun. Spike was no longer sure exactly how long they had been out playing.
Twilight had really outdone herself this time, jumping over rocks and bushes and doubling back to throw him off her trail. He had been following her tracks in circles around the area for nearly half an hour now, and was about to give up when suddenly he heard the sound of a twig snapping nearby. It sounded as though it had come from behind a bush at the foot of a tall tree. With renewed determination, he ran towards the tree, jumping out in front of the bush.
“Got you!” he exclaimed triumphantly, as he once again found himself facing the purple unicorn filly.
She smiled weakly back at him. “Took you long enough.”
“Hey, it’s not my fault you-” Spike began, then cut himself off mid-sentence to stare at the filly in front of him. She was dancing awkwardly in place, bouncing up and down and clenching her hind legs together.
“Um... what’s wrong Twilight?” he wondered.
“I have to tinkle really badly!” she said, biting her lip, an expression of great discomfort on her face. “Let’s go home, okay?”
“Okay.” he replied, slightly disappointed at having to break off their fun.
Twilight lowered herself, allowing the tiny dragon to climb onto her back, and set off at a gallop towards Canterlot.
Spike held on to her neck tightly, her purple striped hair flowing around him as they sped towards the city, when suddenly Twilight started to slow down, and eventually came to a halt.
“Ohhhh...” she said, resuming her frantic dance and turning her head around to face the dragon on her back. “I can’t hold it in anymore. I have to go!”
She trotted over to a nearby tree, positioned herself so that it stood between her and the city, which could now be seen in the distance, and looked around a few times to make sure nopony else was around before turning her head back to Spike.
“You can’t tell anypony about this, okay?” she said, giving him a pleading look.
Without waiting for an answer, she spread her hind legs, lifted her tail to the side and closed her eyes.
Spike’s heart nearly skipped a beat as he realized what was about to happen. His heart started to beat faster, and he felt a sensation of hotness spread across his face. He swallowed nervously, opening his mouth as if to say something, but no words came out.
He stared down behind her in fascination as she let out a sigh of relief, releasing her bursting bladder and causing a forceful jet of dark yellow pee to start spraying out from between her purple haunches into the snow below. Steam started to form as her warm urine pierced the snow, rising up around the young dragon, filling his nostrils with the smell of fresh urine.
Spike felt a combination of shock and fascination in his chest. Shock, because he had never in his wildest dreams imagined Twilight doing anything like this, and fascination because he had never actually seen a filly pee before.
Of course, ponies were naked most of the time, so it wasn’t as though he hadn’t been able to sneak the occasional peek at their naughty bits as their tails failed to properly cover them up, but that was different. Peeing was something they usually did in private, where he couldn’t see them. He’d sometimes wondered how it was supposed to work with fillies, seeing as they didn’t have a winkle. Now he knew.
The soft pattering of pee against the snow was gradually replaced by the sound of liquid hitting liquid, as Twilight’s pee began to pool under the snow, slowly turning it yellow and causing it to melt.
As he watched in fascination, listening to the sound of Twilight’s stream flowing into the puddle below, Spike suddenly realized that he kinda needed a pee as well. Unsheathing his wee-wee from its hiding place, he aimed for the steaming yellow patch behind Twilight and let go. It felt amazing. He closed his eyes as he let his stream flow, enjoying the warmth of the steam rising up around him.
A sudden outburst from Twilight jolted him out of his euphoria. “Hey, what are you doing!?”
As he opened his eyes, he realized his aim had gotten skewed, and he was soiling Twilight’s tail. “Oops, sorry!” he said, quickly re-adjusting his aim. As he did so, however, his footing slipped, and he fell, grasping at the air with his claws, face first into the warm yellow slush below. For a few seconds, he felt Twilight’s stream splashing onto his back before she stopped.
“I’m sorry! Are you okay?” said Twilight’s voice behind him.
Spike slowly pulled himself out of the urine-soaked snow and got back on his legs, still a little shaken from the fall. Twilight had turned around and was examining him with a mildly worried look on her face.
“Yeah, I’m okay.” he replied. “But now I smell like peepee.” he added, sniffing his hand.
Relieved that he wasn’t hurt, Twilight giggled, and shortly after, so did he.
His surroundings began to blur ominously, shortly followed by a voice penetrating his mind, seemingly coming from inside his own head. “Spike!” it shouted. It was Twilight’s voice.
“Spike! Wake up, sleepyhead!” said Twilight cheerfully. “We’re having a picnic with the others, remember?”
Spike grumbled, turning slightly in his basket to face Twilight.
“Rarity will be there!” she added, shooting him a knowing wink.
“Yeah, yeah, I’ll be down in a moment. You go ahead.” Spike said sleepily, still feeling somewhat hazy.
Twilight turned around and disappeared through the bedroom door.
Of course. It was just a dream. Well, not just a dream, but rather, a memory from his childhood. A moment lost in time that would never come again. As this realization hit him like a brick wall, he felt an emptiness in the pit of his stomach.
He also now realized that his right claw was resting between his legs, lazily gripping a raging boner. Fortunately, this fact had been hidden from Twilight by the blanket covering him. He couldn’t, however, go downstairs before cooling himself off, as he didn’t want Twilight to see him with a hard-on. That would surely lead to uncomfortable questions.
It wasn’t the first time he’d had that dream. Being the first time he saw a mare - or, as it were, filly - pee, and also the first time he had found himself covered in Twilight’s - or for that matter, any mare’s - urine, even if it was only by accident, it was a significant moment in his life. After that day, he and Twilight had often peed together when they had to and nopony else was around to see them, and laughed about it. It had been their little secret. Of course, back then he was only 5 years old or so - he wasn’t exactly sure - and had no idea what sex was, but thinking back on it, he knew that deep down he’d always been greatly fascinated by the idea of mares peeing. At least since that fateful day.
Those days were long gone, however. Even though the two of them remained close to this day, they were both young adults now, and it had been many years since they did such childish things as playing hide and seek in the woods, or peeing together when no “grown-ups” were around. He hadn’t really thought much about it at the time - they had just sort of outgrown it - Twilight becoming more and more engrossed in her studies, and him spending more time hanging out with his other friends in Canterlot. By the time he realized how much he missed it, it was but a distant memory.
When he entered puberty, and gained an increased interest in mares, he had also quickly realized that nothing aroused him more than the idea of mares peeing. He loved everything about it - the sound, the sexy golden color and the delightful smell. The very idea of it was enough to give him a raging erection. As he realized this, he also began to think back on his childhood experiences with Twilight with even greater fondness, and wishing he could see her pee again.
He often imagined Twilight peeing all over him while pleasuring himself. And, of course, Rarity. Needless to say, he had never seen Rarity pee. There was simply no way a classy lady like her would do such an uncouth - as he imagined she would have put it - thing while somepony else was watching, he thought. He often fantasized about it, wondering how her piss would look, smell and taste. Would it look the same as Twilight’s had when she was younger, or would it be different?
After a while, when his throbbing erection had worn off and retracted back into his body, he got out of his basket and left the bedroom.
Downstairs, Twilight was already busy preparing a picnic basket. Various foods and items were carefully levitated into the basket - among them a tray of delicious-looking, if slightly burnt, cookies and a bowl of Spike’s famous punch, which he had prepared the previous day.
“Oh, you’re finally up!” she cheerfully noted upon seeing the sleepy dragon stagger down the stairs and scratch his chest, giving her a deadpan look.
“What’s wrong? Aren’t you looking forward to seeing Rarity?” Twilight asked him.
As he returned to the library main room after taking a nice long hot shower, Spike felt refreshed. He was, of course, looking forward to seeing Rarity. He’d gladly take any opportunity to hang out with her, and this one he didn’t even have to think of himself. This could turn out to be a pretty nice day after all.
“Are you ready to go, Spike?” Twilight asked enthusiastically.
“Yep!” he replied.
It was a beautiful and sunny day, and a more suitable time for a picnic could hardly have been chosen.
The location they had chosen for the picnic was a nice quiet spot at the edge of the forest, a bit off the road between Ponyville and Fluttershy’s cottage, next to a small stream.
When Spike and Twilight got there, the others had not yet arrived.
Levitating a large checkered blanket of the sort that was always used at picnics out of the basket and unfolding it in mid-air using her horn-power, Twilight laid it out on the ground and began to unpack their stuff.
Shortly after, a cheerful pink pony appeared in the distance, bouncing excitedly up and down as she approached them, carrying a basket in her muzzle. Not far behind her, Rarity could be seen gracefully trotting along, hovering another basket in front of her.
Spike’s heart leapt when he spotted her. Perhaps it was the graceful and ladylike way she moved, her rump swaying softly back and forth, or perhaps it was the way her beautiful purple mane bounced in the wind. There was just something about her that made him feel all giddy.
He made an effort to pull himself together. After all, he couldn’t let himself act like a complete retard in front of Rarity.
“Hi guys!” Pinkie greeted them happily as she bounced past, putting down her basket and producing several bottles of soda, and trays containing various baked goods. Some of them, Spike thought, looked as though they were bigger than the basket itself, but he wasn’t going to bother asking about it. The laws of physics and common logic didn’t always seem to apply to Pinkie Pie in quite the same way as they did to other ponies.
“Good morning!” said Rarity, shooting them a smile before she too began to unpack her basket.
Twilight grinned sheepishly as her belly suddenly gave a loud rumble. She hadn’t had any breakfast yet, and neither had Spike.
“Cupcake?” Pinkie suggested, giggling and holding out a colorful and delicious looking cupcake towards Twilight.
“Yes please!” said Twilight, snatching the pastry off Pinkie’s hoof with her glow, levitating it over to herself and taking a large bite out of it. “Mmm! This is delicious!” she said, looking excitedly over at Pinkie.
“Thanks! Rainbow Dash helped me make them!” said Pinkie. “It’s a new recipe!”
“Say, where is Rainbow Dash?” Twilight wondered out loud. “She and Fluttershy should have been here by now...”
Pinkie Pie opened her mouth, as if to speak, but before she could say anything, they were interrupted by a loud squeaky voice from above.
“Yo!” said Rainbow Dash, hovering in the air and smiling down at the ponies below who were now staring up at her. Moments later, Fluttershy appeared, panting, and obviously having exerted herself to keep up with her blue friend. “Hello everypony.” she greeted them.
The two pegasi landed on the soft grass next to the blanket. “Ooh!” said Rainbow Dash as she spotted the tray of cupcakes. She grabbed one, tossed into her mouth and started chewing it loudly, causing Rarity to give her a mildly disgusted glare. “What?” said Rainbow Dash, staring innocently back at her.
The other three giggled, and soon they all laughed. Only minutes later, Applejack arrived carrying yet another basket. “Mornin’ everypony!”
Unsurprisingly, she had brought lots of apples and various apple-related baked goods, and the blanket was by now starting to become quite cluttered with goodies.
As they had all arrived, they began to dig in from the feast laid out before them, chatting merrily in between mouthfuls. When they were starting to become full, Pinkie Pie rummaged in her basket, producing a cardboard cutout of a famous pony basketball player as well as bandanas, paper pony tails and pins, and suggested that they play “pin the tail on the pony”.
Rarity laid out a large towel she had brought, put on sunglasses and laid down to catch a few rays. Spike sat down watching the other ponies’ fumbling attempts at pinning paper tails on the cardboard cutout, which Pinkie had pinned to a small tree nearby, and occasionally stealing glances at Rarity, hoping she wouldn’t notice him checking her out.
“Ouch! Wrong pony!” Pinkie yelped, as one of the others inadvertently pinned a paper tail to her flank. And then they broke out giggling.
Soon Spike, and even Rarity joined in.
Time flew by quickly as they had fun, playing and chatting about the recent goings-on in Ponyville while enjoying Pinkie Pie’s snacks and soda. Rainbow Dash was hovering just above the ground, her legs crossed, reading the latest Daring Do novel, and Rarity had gone back to sunbathing after she tired of pinning tails on the pony.
Spike sat watching her, leaning against one of the picnic baskets on the opposite side of the blanket. He was beginning to wonder if she had fallen asleep, when she suddenly got up, dropping her sunglasses to the ground, and turning towards the others.
“I’m sorry, girls, but I really must be going.” she announced, causing the others to break out in “Aww!”s of disappointment.
“But it’s still early...” Fluttershy remarked in a disappointed voice.
“Yeah, and it’s Sunday. What could you possibly have to do that can’t wait?” Rainbow Dash wondered.
For a while Rarity stood there, shuffling her hooves and looking uncomfortable, before answering.
“I... have to use the little fillies room.” she admitted. “Probably the soda. That stuff always goes straight through me.”
Upon hearing this, Spike instantly perked up, listening closely. This was relevant to his interests.
“Aww, come on!” Rainbow Dash said, rolling her eyes at Rarity. “Just go on the grass.”
Spike’s heartbeat started increasing, as an image of Rarity peeing on the grass in front of them sprung into his mind. He quickly shrugged it off. He couldn’t risk getting a boner in front of the girls - especially Rarity - that would be very embarrassing.
“I think not.” said Rarity, seemingly disgusted at the mere suggestion. “It simply would not do for a lady to display such uncouth bodily functions in public.”
Spike’s heart sank slightly in disappointment. Though it was probably for the best. He wasn’t sure if he’d be able to hide his excitement if Rarity had actually done it.
“Aw, shucks, Rarity! Don’t be such a prude.” said Applejack. “We’re all friends here, an’ it ain’t like ya got anything we ain’t seen before.”
“Me an’ Mac pee out in the orchard all th’ time. Would be too inefficient t’ go back to the outhouse all th’ time, an’ besides it’s good fertilizer fer th’ trees.”
Spike could feel arousal rapidly spreading through his body upon hearing Applejack’s admission.
Not only did she pee outside, but she did it with her brother. Images of Applejack and Big Macintosh standing side by side, chatting with one another while peeing against the trunk of an apple tree forced their way into his mind, and he felt his loins stirring.
“Yeah, and I pee in the clouds all the time!” Rainbow Dash chimed in. “Hardly ever use the bathroom.” she chuckled. Everypony’s eyes turned towards her, raising eyebrows. “What?” she wondered, putting on one of her trademark blank stares.
Spike bit down on his lower lip hard to prevent himself from pitching a tent. He was glad nopony could see the grimace on his face through his sunglasses.
“I don’t know...” said Rarity hesitating. “I’m not even sure I would be able to.”
“Ain’t that hard.” Applejack said flatly, lifting her right hind leg slightly, as if imitating a dog, and lifting her tail to the side. Then, letting out a grunt of effort, she released a forceful golden stream of pee onto the foot of the tree Pinkie Pie had pinned the cardboard pony to. “Ahh... feels good!” she sighed, her eyes half-lidded as the warm liquid trickled down the tree, leaving a wet trail down the trunk, and disappearing in the grass below.
The sight of Applejack’s golden cider shooting out from between her hind legs and splashing against the tree almost made Spike jizz his scales. Shortly after, a faint smell of fresh urine with a hint of apples entered his nostrils. It was all he could do to grab an empty pie tin from the blanket and hold it in front of himself to hide his arousal.
“Uh... all this talk of peeing made me have to go too! Be right back!” he shouted quickly, running towards the nearby forest before the others even had a chance to turn around. He hoped they hadn’t noticed him snatching the pie tin, as he wasn’t sure how he would explain it if anypony asked. He didn’t stop before he had reached the forest, and could duck behind a tree, where he was sure the others couldn’t see him from their picnic spot. He dropped the pie tin, revealing his scaly raging dragon cock protruding from behind its protective scales, and gave it a prod with his claw. Now he was going to have to do something about that.
“What was that all about?” wondered Twilight. The others shrugged. Rarity was glaring disapprovingly at Applejack, who had just lost pressure, and grunted as she squeezed out a few more squirts of urine trying to fully empty her bladder.
As she squeezed a final time, she was unable to get any more pee out, but instead let out a sharp raspy fart. “Oops!” she said, grinning sheepishly and blushing slightly.
Rainbow Dash chuckled, shortly followed by a few giggles from Twilight and Pinkie. Fluttershy hid her face behind her mane, blushing.
Rarity rolled her eyes. Sometimes she wondered why she was best friends with ponies of such crude taste in humor, but couldn’t help but smile a little herself.
Applejack kicked the air a few times with her raised leg to shake off the last remaining drops of pee.
“Well, if ya can’t go in front of us, jes’ go in the bushes or somethin’, where nopony can see ya.” Applejack suggested.
In the time they had spent talking, Rarity’s need had become even more urgent, and she found herself clenching her haunches together, shuffling on her hind hooves. At this point, she wasn’t even sure she could hold it in long enough to get back home. Despite her disapproval of the situation, she didn’t really have any choice.
“Alright.” she said, resignedly. “I’ll do it. Or try at least.”
“But no peeking!” she added sharply, giving Rainbow Dash a particularly piercing glare.
“Hey, what are you looking at me for?” Rainbow Dash said quizzically.
Without gracing the question with an answer, Rarity set off at a trot towards the forest.
Spike sat behind a tree at the edge of the forest, wondering what to do with his not-so-small problem. He contemplated simply whacking off to the still-fresh image in his mind of Applejack pissing against the tree, but he felt sort of weird about it. Though she was certainly attractive, Applejack had never really featured prominently in his sexual fantasies. All the same, his heart was beating rapidly, his breath was quick, and his erection showed no signs of diminishing yet.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of hoofbeats coming from somewhere nearby, just outside the forest. Afraid somepony had decided to come looking for him, he darted behind a bush facing away from where the noise had come from. He cautiously stuck his head out from behind it, and was surprised to see Rarity trotting past, a look of determination on her face. She showed no sign of looking for him.
Then it suddenly struck him. Had the others successfully convinced her? Had she come here to pee away from the others?
His erection grew, if possible, even harder. However weird he felt about doing such a thing, this was practically a dream come true. He simply could not let such a chance slip.
As soon as she was out of sight, he left his hiding place and tiptoed carefully in the direction she had been going, trying to stay behind trees and bushes. Pretty soon, he caught up with her, still moving deeper into the forest, presumably to make absolutely sure she could not be seen or heard by the others.
He continued to follow her, careful not to make any noise, and staying in cover, until finally she came to a clearing in the forest and stopped. Crouching down behind a bush, and carefully peering around the side of it, he could see her clearly now, his dick rock-hard, and his heart pounding with the excitement of what was about to take place.
Rarity stood silent, and turned her head to look back the way she came. She could no longer see the picnic site through the forest, and there was nopony in sight. Her entire body was tingling with the urge to pee, and she was bouncing lightly on her hind hooves to keep herself from starting to leak right there. She had gone quite a bit into the forest, and she felt reasonably sure she couldn’t be seen from the meadow, but she had to be sure. It would be highly embarrassing if somepony were to see her doing what she was about to do - even if they were her friends. A lady had to have certain standards.
Satisfied that nopony could see her, she trotted behind a nearby tree next to a bush, placing it between her and the picnic spot. A little extra precaution couldn’t hurt. Turning her hindquarters towards the bush, she lifted her well-groomed tail up high to make sure it didn’t get soiled, and spread her hind legs as far apart as she could manage to avoid her fluids running down her thighs or splashing her hind legs. Finally, reassured that she had taken every precaution to avoid embarrassment, she closed her eyes, and letting out an audible sigh of relief, let go.
Spike could hardly believe what was happening. Mere inches away from him, Rarity was standing, her hind legs spread apart and her tail lifted high, giving him a clear view of her beautiful marehood as a powerful torrent of deep-yellow piss shot out from between her lips with an audible hiss, pattering softly onto the grass below. He wasn’t even sure how it was possible, but his dick now seemed to have achieved a new level of hardness that he’d never experienced before.
He could smell the warm pleasant smell of fresh urine emanating from the puddle now forming under the grass. He was so close, he could almost reach out and touch the stream. Stretching his claw out from behind the bush, he could feel tiny warm droplets of Rarity’s fluids spraying onto his scales. He had to be careful, so as not to arouse suspicion, but nevertheless, he couldn’t resist the temptation. He quickly poked his open claw through the warm yellow beam, momentarily enjoying the feel of the warm yellow liquid forcefully splashing against his palm and running between his fingers.
If Rarity had noticed, she didn’t show it. Spike pulled his claw back, raised it to his nose and gave it a long slow sniff, so as not to be heard, savouring the delightful smell. Then another idea struck him, sending a jolt of excitement through his body. He lowered his dripping wet claw to his cock, coating it in a thin layer of the warm wet liquid and rubbing it gently.
Emboldened by his new surge of arousal, he once again dared to stick his claws out from behind the bush, this time cupping them to collect a bit more of her golden nectar. Once again, she didn’t seem to notice, and he proceeded to slowly pour the liquid over his rock-hard member and balls, enjoying the wonderful feeling of the warm mare’s urine spreading through his crotch as he rubbed it all over his cock.
Suddenly, another thought struck him like a lightning bolt. If she hadn’t noticed him sticking his hand through her beam, she wouldn’t notice if he put something else through it either, as long as he was careful not to break it for too long. His member seemed to harden even more at the very idea. Swallowing nervously, he got up and moved slightly closer without making a sound. He was so close nowthat he could feel moisture collecting on his legs and feet as tiny drops spraying into the air settled on him. Gripping his cock firmly in his hand, he quickly prodded its sensitive tip through the warm yellow beam shooting out of his long-time crush’s nether regions.
Immediately, a wonderful warm wetness encompassed his already rock-hard member, penetrating it with a pleasant warm feeling. He began to gently stroke his urine-soaked member as he watched Rarity’s golden stream shooting out from between her pussy lips, occassionally poking it through her golden flow as it began to lose its moistness. His heart was racing, and his body almost numb with pleasure.
As he once more let the delightful yellow liquid flow around his cock, it felt as though his insides exploded, and he had to strain himself to hold back a gasp, as an orgasmic shock wave tore through his body. As quickly as he could without making too much noise, he spun around to shoot his load behind the bush, but not before firing a long white jet of dragon seed between Rarity’s hind legs and into her golden maretorrent. To his relief, the forceful flow swept it along into the grass below, where it mixed with the pool that had begun to build up under the grass.
It took all his strength to keep silent as he shot load after load onto the grass behind the bush, while stroking his cock and balls gently, spreading the warm marepiss all over it to prolong his orgasm as much as possible. Through his spasms of pleasure, he could hear Rarity starting to lose pressure as the strong hiss began to deteriorate, and the forceful pattering of her beam hitting the ground became more splashy.
After what had seemed like minutes, Rarity finally felt her bladder nearing emptiness, and her stream subsided to a trickle before stopping completely. To make sure she emptied out completely, she pushed, to her embarrassment letting out an involuntary grunt, squeezing out a few more squirts before running out completely. It was at this point she realized that in her desperation she had completely forgotten to bring anything to wipe herself with. She knew that if she didn’t wipe, the remaining drops would soak into the fur between her thighs, and the last thing she wanted was to go around reeking of urine.
For a moment, she stood biting her lip, wondering what to do, before finally concluding that however unladylike it would be, the situation called for desperate measures. She lightly shook her rump sideways several times shaking loose the last few drops of urine clinging to her privates, and letting them drop to the ground, until no more came. Relieved that this embarrassing task was over with, she let her tail drop back down, and carefully stepping away from the wet spot on the ground so as not to soil her hooves, set off at a trot, heading back towards the picnic site.
Spike was certain that he had never been this aroused before in his entire life, as he continued to softly stroke his marepiss-covered dragonhood in the afterglow of the most powerful orgasm he’d ever experienced.
After a little while, when he was convinced Rarity would be far enough away, he left his hiding spot behind the bush, and approached the spot where Rarity had been standing moments before. A soft wet splat greeted him, and a warm feeling spread through his foot as it landed in a puddle of piss under the grass that still hadn’t soaked into the ground. To his relief, Rarity hadn’t examined her puddle closely enough to spot the white gooey splotches that floated around in it.
Despite having just had the most incredible orgasm of his life, his erection still hadn’t gone down completely, and upon seeing the puddle at his feet and smelling the pleasant aroma of Rarity’s piss penetrating his nostrils, it began to harden once more.
He didn’t usually masturbate more than once a day at most, but he couldn’t go back to his friends with a raging hard-on, so he had little choice - and, he had to admit, he was going to enjoy it immensely.
He sat down in the puddle, feeling its warm wetness spread across his butt and legs, and began to stroke himself furiously, wetting his hand in the grass whenever he began to run dry. As he furiously rubbed his piss-soaked hands across his shaft, he closed his eyes and envisioned Rarity straddling him with her hind legs and launching a forceful torrent of piss directly onto his cock. It didn’t take long before he felt like he was about to explode again. Knowing he was close to cumming, he quickly jumped into a kneeling position, and leaning on one hand, he continued rubbing his cock furiously with long hard strokes while lowering its tip into the still-warm puddle underneath the moist grass. He once again brought back the image of Rarity pissing on his cock, but just as he felt the premonitions of another orgasm, his mental image shifted, and instead of Rarity, Twilight was standing over him, shooting a powerful stream of piss out of her purple pussy and onto his dick. Almost instantly, he erupted into another massive orgasm, shooting wad after gooey wad of thick dragon seed into the warm yellow liquid.
As his intense orgasm subsided, he laid down on his back, panting exhaustedly, waiting for his erection to go down.
As he got to his feet, his boner having finally been reduced to a more manageable size, he realized that he now had to pee real bad as well. Grabbing his limp dick, he pointed it directly in the middle of the now jizz-covered spot where Rarity had peed earlier and released his bladder, amusing himself by aiming at the white gobs of semen that covered the grass in an attempt to piss them away. He felt another surge of arousal flare up in him at the thought that he was now peeing in the exact same spot Rarity had peed in earlier, mixing their piss together. However, he doubted he’d be able to get a boner again for a while.
After brushing the most obvious patches of grass and dirt off his scales, and retracting his member into its scaly hiding place once more, he set off towards the edge of the forest, heading back to the picnic.
As he approached the picnic blanket again, he was greeted by a slightly worried Twilight.
“There you are, Spike!” she exclaimed, a mixture of relief and annoyance in her voice.
“I was just about to ask Rainbow Dash to go look for you. Where were you?”
“I... uh... got lost for a bit. Sorry, Twilight.” he responded lamely, unable to think of a better excuse.
Twilight’s eyes scanned him. “What’s that?” she asked, pointing a hoof at his thigh.
His heart jumped. Had he missed a blob of jizz?
He looked down and saw, to his relief, that a few strands of grass were stuck to him.
“Oh, that. I tripped.” he said. He knew he wasn’t a terribly good liar, but fortunately for him, Twilight wasn’t terribly good at detecting lies either. She seemed to buy it.
She sniffed the air. “Um, Spike, did you get pee on yourself?” she asked in a lowered voice, so the others wouldn’t hear.
Spike tried quickly to come up with an explanation. “Maybe. I... um... peed against the wind, and some got on my scales.”
He then remembered that there hadn’t been any wind, and hoped Twilight wouldn’t spot the inconsistency.
“Smells kinda unusual for dragon pee...” she mumbled. “It doesn’t have that strong tangy odor... smells sweeter...”
“Must be something I ate!” Spike said, grinning sheepishly. “All those cupcakes, you know!”
She squinted her eyes, and looked him over questioningly. He felt as though she was staring directly into his soul. He could feel a bead of sweat starting to form on his forehead.
“Okay!” she said, suddenly smiling. “Why don’t you go down to the stream,” she indicated the stream with her hoof, “ and wash it off, before the others notice?” she suggested, before turning back to the others and resuming her picnicking.
Spike let out a sigh of relief, and wiped the sweat off his forehead. For a moment there, he was sure she had seen through him.
To avoid further embarrassment, he went down to the nearby stream, and washed himself in the cold water, before returning to the others.
TO BE CONTINUED...
