Enjoy the Show

Had the evening ended with me surreptitiously cleaning up myself of my transgressions with the napkins from the concession bar or even being publicly reprimanded by the ushers, I would have died happily. Spike and Rarity were both so attractive, and to have the privilege of watching their clandestine coupling was a beauty of which I felt distinctly unworthy. After the movie was over and we’d made it outside before the ushers found the evidence of our misbehavior, however, I looked my idol straight in the eye and said something I didn’t know I had in me.

“You two can stay at my place tonight, if you want.”

Rarity and Spike looked at each other with some mild surprise before turning back to regard me. “Really?” Rarity asked.

“Well,” I said, my face flushing despite my attempts to calm myself. “I invited you out here, and I’d hate for you to have to pay for a hotel on my account. I have plenty of room in my penthouse.”

Spike looked ready to protest, but, without taking her eyes from me, she stroked his arm to silence him. “That would be most welcome, Darling. What fun it will be to spend the rest of the evening with one of my dearest friends!”

My heart nearly burst at her praise, but I swallowed my feelings for the moment and hailed a carriage to take us back to my home. We settled into the comfortable interior, Spike and Rarity close together on the rear facing couch while I sat opposite them.

My heart warmed to see Ms. Rarity lean against her winsome beau, her cheek upon his bulky shoulder. My smile in response to her display of affection must have been noticeable, for she blushed and responded to my gesture.

"You look rather happy, Darling.” Her eyes smoldered as she gave me a long, knowing look. “Was the show that good?”

"Oh, yes," I said. "I mean, no, not so much the movie, but I'm just so charmed by how comfortable you two are with each other."

"It's an ease born of the magic of friendship," she said, lifting her muzzle up proudly. "We have been the best of friends for years, after all, since Spikey was a chubby little thing and I was only barely out of school and trying to make my mark on the world."

Spike nodded. “It’s surprising how easy it was to go from friends to lovers. It’s really the same, but… more.”

“More?” I asked.

“More... friendly.”

“About 20% more friendly,” Rarity added, giving Spike a coy grin, which made him stifle a laugh. I must confess I had no idea what they were talking about and would have taken them for a bit nutty had they been anypony else, but couples did tend to have their funny ways.

The carriage soon rolled up to my building, and I led them past the doorman and up the elevator to my penthouse suite. It was a spacious apartment, with the most luxurious amenities in Manehattan. There was only one actual bedroom, the other rooms dedicated to my passion, but it had a Princess-size bed that could probably accommodate all three of us if need be, though of course I was content to sleep on the sofa, which was amenable enough for the task that I had done so at times even when all alone.

“This place looks wonderful, Darling,” Rarity gushed. She took my shoulders and turned me to look into her eyes. “You’ve done so well for yourself since I first met you, Coco. I’m very proud of you, do you know that?”

I blushed and turned away, trying not to smile so wide that my face ripped apart. “Oh… yes, of course, Ms. Rarity. That makes me very happy.”

“We’ll have to talk more about your recent goings-on, Dear,” she continued. “But first, if you don’t mind, I feel a bit sticky after that movie.” She caught my embarrassed look as she said it and added, “From the seats, of course, I swear every patron there must have spilled soda on that seat.”

“O-of course,” I conceded. “You can use the Master Bathroom if you’d like. It has a big bathtub or you can use the shower, if you’d like.”

“Thank you so much, Coco my dear.”

She immediately turned and slipped the dress from her shoulders. I stared as the black fabric slid down her milky back, brushing against every defined curve before landing on the floor.

“Oh,” Rarity said, looking over her shoulder at me as she sashayed toward my bedroom, bare breasted. “You don’t mind, do you? I just couldn’t wait to get that old thing off, and it is just us girls…” She gave a flirty glance to Spike. “And, well, Spike has seen this quite enough times at this point.”

“Uh, no,” I replied, my eyes unable to tear themselves from the swaying of her hips. “Of course, we’re both girls, so… there’s nothing weird about that, right?”

“Not at all,” Rarity said turning around just as she entered the threshold of my bedroom, coyly hiding her succulent chest from my hungry sight as she peaked out. Her eyes remained locked on the two of us as she slipped behind the wall and made her way unseen to the bathroom.

I sat on the couch, stiff and red again as flashes of Ms. Rarity’s perfectly pink pussy being stretched by thick, throbbing dragon-cock flashed through my mind. I glanced briefly at Spike as he took a seat next to me, and my face surely burst into flames.

He laughed softly. “Sometimes it’s hard to tell when she’s being her natural, flamboyant self and when she’s just enjoying a good tease.”

I gave him a weak smile. “O-oh, I never thought she was teasing me…”

“She’s teasing you,” Spike said, flashing his sharp teeth and making me shiver at the exciting danger inherent in those predator’s teeth. “But don’t worry, she’s a generous mare. She always makes up for it... to her friends.”

I looked back toward my bedroom, where the sound of running water issued from the Master Bath tucked out of sight within. Images steaming droplets gouging rivulets Ms. Rarity's porcelain fur, exposing the pale pink flesh beneath, beading around her violet nipples and dripping from her mountainous buttocks.

"Oh, well..." I said wispily. "She really has nothing to make up for."

Spike clapped a hand on my shoulder, causing me to start. "You know, I felt the same way. Guess that's what makes a true friend, right?" The warmth in his eyes and the lightness of his voice made me relax to his touch.

“Oh, Spikey,” her voice rang out.

His response was immediate, his head swiveling toward her and fin-like ears swiveling to catch every vibration of her melodious utterance, reminding me of nothing less than a dog listening for its mistress’ voice. I couldn’t judge, of course, as my reaction was no different.

“I could use your assistance, please,” she continued, prompting her draconic beau to spring to his feet. “To scrub my back, understand.”

“Of course, Darling,” he replied. He looked back at me with a smile that I can only describe as goofy, and gave me a wink. “You know how it is, there are some places she just can’t reach on her own.”

My eyes glazed over again as he disappeared into my bedroom. Images of his prodigiously long member were burned into my retinae, and I seemed to remember some interesting facts about dragon tongues that sent shivers down my core. But as my mind summoned the images of him pounding deep into Ms. Rarity, I realized that in that dark theater with their bodies illuminated only by the flickering lights of the reflected projection, my recall was woefully inadequate. How frustrating.

A delighted coo heard over the rushing water pulled me to my feet. My face reddened and my thighs moistened as I felt my body draw forward as if of its own accord. My ears perked as I reached the door of my room, putting me within line of sight of the bathroom door, which remained wide open.

"Spike, my dear, you're so good with your hands," I heard Rarity say.

Spike's voice rumbled under the sound of the running bath. "And you're so good to put my hands on, milady."

I slid with my back against the wall toward the bathroom door, an intruder in my own home. My mind flashed back to the theater, when I swore Rarity's eyes locked with mine. It was as if she had known...

Face burning, I inched my face closer to the open door. I wondered briefly if I was doing the right thing, but when I heard Ms. Rarity’s soft moan, it hardly mattered. I peeked one eye into the bathroom.

Rarity’s white coat glowed in the fluorescent lights as she sat on the edge of the tub. Her back was to me, her feet soaking in the slowly filling tub. Her spine was arched toward the hands of her lover, who stood behind her, his shirt already removed displaying his bulging draconic muscles as he kneaded her shoulders.

I bit my lip as I watched Spike turn Rarity into putty beneath his touch. I could feel her need as she writhed and moaned, and frustration built within me. My hand trailed down my stomach and my fingers curled beneath my skirt.

Water splashed as she lifted her butt off the side of the tub and quickly turned toward her lover, grabbing his hands in hers as she knelt, her long, violet nipples proudly on display on her massive milky mounds as she hungrily examined the bulge hidden from my view. I stopped breathing as she reached for the front of his slacks and tore the button off as she opened her package. When her horn glowed a pale azure and pulled his semi-engorged member from its cotton prison, my hand gripped the front of my ever moistening panties as I felt my insides tighten in anticipation, my held breath escaping my lungs in a strangled moan that was thankfully covered by the sound of water.

“R-Rarity,” Spike said softly as his legs wobbled while she pulled on his dick with her magic. “It… it always feels so… weird when you do that.”

“What, you don’t like it, Darling?” she asked, giving him a feigned pout. “I always hear stallions going on and on about how they love how unicorns give magic jobs.”

He laughed nervously at her comment, giving a rather adorable little squeak as she pulled his smooth, stretchy sack into view, the round organs within hanging heavily within. “N-no! It’s great… that hot, tingling feeling really gets my cock hard in a hurry, but… it’s a little impersonal, isn’t it?”

“Oh, I see,” Rarity said, looking up from her ministrations to give him a wink. “A more personal touch, then?” She put her hands on his waist and pulled his trousers down as she released his fully erect dick, which bounced against her head before pointing itself straight toward the ceiling. “But first I want you to show off your magnificently tight arse, Love.”

His pants dropped around his ankles and he chuckled as he stepped out of them and kicked them idly back. “Show it off, huh? How are you going to see it from there?”

Rarity’s hands slid back to his defined cheeks and squeezed, her fingers barely sinking in, as if they were two large stones wrapped in a thin layer of rubber. “I must say, I am so glad Twilight taught you to lift all those heavy loads with your knees from a young age.”

I heartily agreed as my own fingers sank into my dripping panties. She pulled his violet mounds apart, the hairless hole between peaking at me, unobscured by his tail, which swayed in the air behind him. My breathing increased rapidly as I drove my knuckles against my clit, his beautiful behind burned into my brain.

Rarity released him and grabbed a bottle of fragrant oil from my bathroom caddy. She squirted it across the top of her chest and ran her hands down her breasts, pulling lightly at her nipples on the way, and then back up her cleavage, lifting and separating her breasts before letting them bounce back into place. She then grasped the sides of her gleaming globes and seized Spike’s throbbing phallus between them.

“Darling,” Rarity breathed, lightly brushing her lips against the knobby head of his shaft. “Would you be so kind as to fuck my tits, tonight? And quickly, before the tub fills completely.”

Spike gripped her shoulders. “Milady, it would be my pleasure.” His hips began to pump, and as I watched his buttocks clench powerfully with each thrust, I found my own fingers invading my cavern, plunging deeply within me to his beat.

“Oh, yes, Spikey,” I found myself whispering. “Fuck her tits.” I curled my fingers into my vagina, trying to hit my sweet spot as I watch his draconic dick disappear into the under cleavage of my idol only to burst through the top, meeting her waiting tongue and lips which licked and slurped desperately at him every time. My breasts grew hot and uncomfortable, and with my free hand I quickly unbuttoned my shirt and unclasped my bra, freeing them from their prison. As I watched Rarity caress her already rigid nipples, I licked took my wet fingers from my drooling pussy and spread my juices across my own, sending my dry hand to take over for its partner.

Soon I had to tear my eyes away from the heavenly sight as I leaned my back against the wall. I could still hear the light splashing of Rarity’s body rocking back and forth in the tub over the rushing water still filling the tub. Their joined pants and moans spurred me on as I arched my back and shimmied my panties and skirt down my legs and onto the floor. I made a dash for my bed and reached under my pillow, where a dear friend of mine was hidden.

The purple dildo was ridged, not unlike Spike’s draconic dick, but about half the size, which I had until now thought quite decently filling. I quickly made my way back to the bathroom door and peaked in. To my immense pleasure, Rarity chose that moment to let her breasts drop as she surrendered to her hunger.

I put the dildo to my lips and, mouth salivating as if I were about to eat the signature dish of a five-star restaurant, I slid it across the top of my welcoming tongue and to the back of my throat. My fingers danced across my vulva as Rarity did the same with Spike’s much longer member, her lips making it only halfway down before it met resistance. As she locked her lips around his shaft and pulled back along the length of his shaft, I did the same to my little friend, pressing my fingers deeper into my pussy as I went to my knees and elbows.

Spike grabbed the back of Rarity’s head and he pulled her back down as she smacked his butt and pushed herself down three quarters of the way to his base. I saw her eyes roll up into the back of her head as her neck seemed to expand and a thick, viscous fluid oozed from the corners of her mouth.

I pushed the dildo as far as it would go down my own throat, feeling myself gag as it tickled my uvula. I coughed, but continued to suck it as far as I could as my hips and hand worked together to pleasure my own overflowing hole, my small butt bouncing up and down.

Rarity continued to dominate dragon dick, her glucking and lustful sighs loud even over the bathwater. She pulled and clawed at Spike’s ass, now glistening with sweat and striped from her desperate pawing. She seemed to try to choke herself on it, strings of saliva pouring from her mouth and onto her flopping breasts.

I popped the dildo out of my mouth and moved it back to my pussy, plunging it inside as I saw Spike’s face take on the haunted expression of a man about to give out. “Cum, Spikey,” I panted as my legs spread further, letting my stomach touch the floor as I worked the rubber toy inside my clenching cavern. “Cum all over her, Spikey!”

Rarity released him from her mouth’s grasp, though ropes of saliva mixed with precum stretched between them, and she used one hand to pull at his shaft while she used the other to stroke his sensitive head. He also used a hand to jack off at the base of his penis while he leaned over Rarity, one hand balancing himself on top of her head.

“Cum on me, then, Spikey!” she cried as she pointed him toward her breasts, which she squeezed together with her elbows. “I want you to cu—”

I saw Spike’s pouch lift itself up as if being pulled back into his body and his dick seemed, beyond reason, enlarge even more, jerking up before his seed erupted from the tip, whipping across Rarity’s face and into her mouth. She jerked back in surprise and another blast of semen shot onto her chest, splattering just above her breasts.

“Yes!” I gasped as I saw him ejaculate again and again, his face frozen halfway between agony and ecstasy while Rarity laughed as her fur was drenched in the seed of her lover, licking it from her fingers even as it continued to drip onto her. My insides clenched and my vision went blurry as I held onto the vision of my two precious friends and let it push me over the abyss.

When I came to my senses after what seemed like an eternity, but was certainly only a few seconds, I heard Rarity splash back into the tub. There was no longer any sound of rushing water, and I idly wondered when she had time to turn the faucet off.

“Oh, dear, I really do need a bath, now, don’t I?” she said, giggling.

Spike cleared his throat. “Y-yeah, well… maybe we should make it quick, though?”

I glanced up from my prone position outside the bathroom door, looking with one eye into the bathroom. Spike sat naked on the side of the tub, his tail in the water as his other tail remained semi-erect as it bobbed in full view. Rarity was still in the tub, resting her cum-covered breasts atop the edge as she propped herself up with her elbows.

“I suppose,” she said. “After all, who was it who came up with such a marvelous idea as this?” She dipped her finger in a puddle of dragon seed that had pooled at the top of her cleavage and licked it clean. Then she smirked before winking coyly at me, lying naked on the floor with a fake dragon dick nestled comfortably in my vagina.