Cut To The Chase

After we finished washing our dishes, we tried to find something to do, but nothing seemed to come up in either one of our heads. Almost a whole hour passed of us doing nothing except sit on the couch and thinking of what to do. Dash nuzzled up against me and laid her head on my lap.

"I'm bored."

"Me too," I said in confirmation.

More minutes passed of us doing nothing except stare at each other every now and then.

"How about we just, you know, play around," she suggested, making me cock my head in confusion.

She looked up at me as if I was retarded, which I honestly felt at that time, because it was so obvious what she was talking about.

"With ourselves," she said anyway.

I pet her mane that was still slightly damp from the shower that she took about a half-hour ago. "Sounds like an awesome idea, especially since it's coming from you," I cooed.

Dash giggled sheepishly at my compliment and hopped onto me. She placed her forehooves onto my shoulders and gave me a gentle peck. "I love you," she said into my ear.

I tell her the same and we continue to kiss each other passionately.

This will never get old for me. I could care less if this is what we did for the whole rest of the day. I could kiss her until my lips went numb and bleeding. We began using our tongues on each other eventually, because, honestly, what are tongues for except for talking and eating? The feeling never gets old. Maybe to some people, but it won't for me. This feeling makes me feel something else. It makes me feel a sense of belonging. A sense of higher purpose.

Ok, now I'm getting kind of off topic.

Anyway, our kissing became more fierce between us, and we began to feel around each other, as if we were trying to look for something on us. My hands couldn't help but go straight to her ears, where I softly pinched them between my fingers. They were so addictive to me somehow, and so was Dashie herself.

She literally felt like a drug I couldn't live without. I don't know if that's a good or bad thing, but I'm just going to assume it's good, being that it feels good and everything.

And finally, Dash touched me where I was most sensitive. I let out a low hum from her sudden touch there and glanced at her briefly. Her tongue was poking out of her mouth, and a few drops of her saliva fell onto my pant leg.

"You, uh, want me to take these off again?" I asked her, to which she nodded quickly in response.

not breaking her gaze from my crotch, I undid my button and zipper and slid them off, where I threw them onto the coffee table next to us.

"I-I don't know what it is about it," she began, pulling my boxers off in the process. "But there's something about it that makes me feel... good inside."

I wasn't fully erect yet, so Dash had to work a little bit before I was completely ready. When I was, she cut straight to the chase and started sucking me at a decently quick tempo. I leaned my head back and enjoyed this powerful feeling.

There was a slight draft in the room, making the wet sections of me feel really cool, which added on to the feeling I was experiencing already perfectly. Dash slowed down for a while, and resorted to just simply licking around the head and up and down the length of me.

Still felt amazing.

Rainbow was so good at this. Anything she did to me was just so tantalizing and arousing. I started stroking her mane and behind her ears, making her eyes close in pleasure. I do know or thing or two on how to please a girl. I uh, kinda had a lot of free time back at home and didn't really get out much.

After a few more minutes of Rainbow making love to my penis, I started shifting around uncomfortably, my signal that I'm about to reach my peak. I was expecting her to let me go, but she just continued what she was doing. My dick was covered in her sweet saliva, and seconds later was mixed with my semen.

Dash swallowed all that she could, causing one of her eyes to close uncontrollably.

"That tasted almost better than the pancakes," she said, licking her lips.