Enjoy the Show

Imagine drowning in a pool of ice cold water, your oxygen running out and producing a euphoric feeling as your brain shut down, but at the same time your core throbs with the pleasure of orgasm, intensified as all other senses slip away to leave that pleasure as a fading echo in the void. It's apparently a thing amongst some ponies, with a suitably grandiose name to describe it. In any case, that was my experience as I realized that the couple I had been watching in the throes of their passion while I had been surreptitiously caring for my own were quite aware of my actions the entire time.

As I lay nude upon the floor, pink from embarrassment and dragon dildo still nestled between my slick, engorged labia, Rarity wrapped a body towel around herself. She giggled at my prone form as she traipsed out of the bathroom, a still-naked Spike in tow.

"Darling, you look quite a mess," Rarity said teasingly. She squat down and touched the base of the dildo, sending a pleasant shock through me from the smallest of movements.

"Nnnnnhh!"

Rarity raised an eyebrow, and with a widening smile pulled the masturbatory device from my spent chasm. She seemed to take no small delight in the way I shuddered from the almost-but-not-quite painful stimulation. She held it up and examined it.

"My, my," Rarity said. "I should have known you would be one of such distinguished... taste..." Her tongue darted out and she dragged it along the length of my instrument, my orgasmic leavings pooling on her tongue before she pulled it back in and swallowed.

"R-Rarity," Spike said admonishingly. Of course, I could see with my sharp fashionista eyes that his flaccid member had begun to swell again, wiggling ever so slightly as he watched her lewd display.

"Ooh, Spikey," Rarity said with a playful shoulder nudge. "You know I just like to get a rise out of you."

In the meantime, I had snapped out of my stupor and got to my knees, covering my shame with strategically placed arms. "M-Ms. Rarity... I'm so sorry. The door was open and I just... well, it was completely an accident! ... At first..."

"Coco, you look like some groveling peasant before a tyrant queen," Rarity said, bending down and holding out her hand. "Let me help you up."

I did, and she smoothed the ruffled fur of my bare chest in a sisterly manner that seemed somehow inappropriate now. "I really didn't intend to... to intrude."

"Oh, don't worry about a thing, Darling," Rarity said. "You liked what you saw, didn't you? In the theatre and here?"

"W-well," I said hesitantly. "I didn't dislike it."

"Obviously," Rarity said, wiggling my dildo, which I was coming even more to regret ever purchasing.

"Rarity, you're going too far," Spike interjected. He kept his eyes respectfully above my neckline as he stepped forward, though his own current state of undress I suspect would somewhat lower the impression of gentledragonliness. "Sorry, Coco, it wasn't exactly planned in advance, but Rarity has always had a bit of a fantasy about being watched while we... well..."

"I see," I said, averting my gaze. "So... when I saw you in the theatre and here in my home... you just took advantage of the situation when you saw me watching."

"Don't take it wrong, Darling," Rarity said. "Honestly, I wouldn't have felt right about it if it were anypony but you."

"Really?" I was honestly stunned by this revelation. I'd never entertained before the idea that my idol could ever hold me in as much regard as I did her, that I could be her sole confidante, of a sort.

"It's true," Spike said. "Believe me, we've talked about this kind of thing... and I feel the same way, if only because I know you'd never betray Rarity's trust."

My heart swelled. "Spike... Rarity... I don't know what to say."

"I suppose you could say we... I have been cruel," Rarity offered, folding her arms across her towel-clad chest. "It was selfish not to let you in on what we were doing... I thought perhaps you might get more pleasure from it thinking we didn't know, but that was just a rationalization. Of course you were terrified and guilty, and you needn't have gone through that." She lowered her head. "I am sorry for that."

"No, no," I responded, putting my hands upon her shoulders. "It was my choice to look, anyway. And it was... a very pleasant experience, overall. Seeing you... and him... well... you're both beautiful and... and sexy."

"You're rather cute, yourself," Rarity said, pressing her body closer so that her wrapped breasts rested on my bare chest and her arms wrapped lightly around the small of my back. "Especially when you're hot and bothered. Yes, like that."

"I'll agree with that," Spike said, grimacing in embarrassed arousal. I couldn't help but notice his member raising to halfmast quite suddenly. I felt my body warming in response.

"Perhaps we can do something to make it up to you," Rarity wondered.

As I vacillated between gazing into Rarity's crystal blue eyes and tracing the outlines of Spike's chiseled body with my eyes, a thought struck me. Perhaps it was the surrealistic tinge of the moment or perhaps I had become braver than I thought, but before I could think it over, it came tumbling out of my mouth.

"Maybe you could put on a real show," I said. "As in, a film. A movie. Of you two."

Rarity's eyes widened as she straightened. "Oh!"

Spike cleared his throat. "Uh... r-really? That's..."

"Brilliant!" Rarity exclaimed, dropping her towel in her excitement as she hopped up and down, her powder breast flopping wildly. "Oh, ide-e-a-a!"

I couldn't help but beam with joy as she brightened with inspiration. "What is it, Ms. Rarity?"

She put a finger in front of my nose and spoke with a sly voice. "We can get you a little movie directing experience."

"Wait, what is that supposed to mean?" Spike wondered, saving me the trouble.

Rarity folded her arms, a pleased look on her face. "Well, we've already let somepony else watch us making love. How much spicier would it be to have it on film and have our actions controlled by our audience."

"Uh," Spike said, drawing out his monosyllabic utterance ponderously. "That could probably go either way."

I steeled myself, disjointed thoughts swirling through my head at the possibilities. It was risky, of course, but this night seemed to be all about taking risks so far. "We won't know until we do it, will we? I won't let you down!"

By the time I had set up my camera on the tripod, Rarity and Spike were ready to begin shooting.

Rarity had dressed, barely, in a maroon nighty, the cups just a bit too small for her voluminous breasts so that with each breath the straps strained and a bit of the hardened violet flesh beneath peaked over the top. The nigh transparent fabric that fell from beneath her breasts to just over her wide hips gave a sneak peek of the g-string underwear that covered her groin, though I could see a bit of the groomed patch of purple hair emerging from the top. She lay seductively on her side, her head supported by one arm while the other lay over her side, her hand caressing her thigh.

Spike wore a tight, forest green speedo that showed off his steely buns and muscular thighs, of particular interest to me. Further, Rarity's beautifully adorned body in the room coupled with his knowledge of what was about to happen had reinvigorated him such that his engorged member strained against his tiny garment, the outline of every vein in stark relief against the material. So far did it push against its prison, that the top of the speedo didn't even touch his scales, allowing me a view of the base of his pulsing monstrosity as it emerged from his olive-colored underbelly.

I, myself, remained unclothed as requested by my guests, and my renewed excitement was made obvious by the almost painful erections upon my breasts and the lubricant running down my legs. I had laid out an array of my personal masturbatory instruments, though in this case they were not for my use as I would have to use both hands to operate the handcrank camera. Pushing my own needs out of my head for the moment, I focused the camera on our leading lady.

"I'm ready for my close-up, Ms. Pommel," she remarked with a teasing smirk.

I began to turn the crank. "Action," I said shakily.

Rarity's face lit up and she turned to Spike. "Oh, Darling, I know it would never work between us, but I simply cannot help myself! Your dragonly charm is just too much."

"But I just came to deliver pizzas and fix your plumbing!" Spike responded.

"And I see you've brought the right plumbing snake and also sausage for the job," Rarity said, putting a finger to the top of Spike's speedo, at which point his member burst free, slapping her across the face with it. "Oh!"

I inhaled sharply, the image striking a chord in me.

"Oh, I think our director liked that," Rarity stage whispered as she recovered and grabbed hold of Spike's rogue dick.

"Eh, let's try not to give you a black eye, though," Spike said.

Rarity snickered. "Agreed, I don't fancy the concealer necessary, but at least if anypony accused you of domestic violence we have video evidence."

"That's what I'd like to avoid," Spike said as he took his member from Rarity and rapped it against her cheek.

"Oh, Mr. the Dragon," Rarity squealed as she opened her mouth and licked his shaft. "I don't care that I'm married to your evil twin brother and also that I'm your boss at Pizza & Plumbing, Ltd., or even that our parents just got married making us step siblings as well as siblings-in-law, I just want you to ravish my body."

I licked my lips as I recorded, the slow rhythm of the crank a suitable substitute for what I really wanted to do for the moment. I then realized that they were glancing at me expectantly, as if waiting for something. Waiting for... direction! "Uh! S-suck his dick, now, please." I cleared my throat. "Deep-throat it, if you would..."

Rarity shrugged and got to work, opening her mouth wide, her tongue over her bottom teeth and her top lip curled under as she slid her head down his length. Her jaw strained as she approached the base and I swore I could see a bulge in her neck. As she bobbed up and down his shaft with a hearty "Gluck, gluck, gluck," her thick saliva coated his phallus and dripped down upon her chest and my bed like molasses.

Spike groaned, putting his hand on her head and combing her hair with his sharp claws. "Rarity, that's so good..."

Rarity popped her lips off the head of his penis and licked her lips, now a bright red. "Well, you do give me a lot of practice, Dear."

I zoomed in on Rarity's face. "Give him some teeth," I said softly. "Please?"

Rarity's eyes widened as she glanced at me and then up to Spike, who looked a bit worried. "Well... alright. I'll be gentle, my love." She took him gingerly between her fingers, sliding his length back down her throat. On the way back out, however, she untucked her top lip and let her teeth lightly graze his head.

"Aahhh!" Spike cried, his body tensing as he covered his face with his hands.

"Did it hurt?" Rarity asked with a concerned look.

"K-kinda," Spike squeaked. "I dunno... it's just so sensitive. M-maybe you can keep going. Just don't hit the same spot too much."

She complied, alternating the top and bottom rows of teeth as well as where along his penis she let them loose. She even pulled his scrotum from his speedo when pushed far enough so that her muzzle pressed against his abs.

My pelvis thrust of its own accord as I continued to record, roaming across both their bodies, cherishing their curves and the way they worked together to make a single mass of sexual power. My freely flowing pussy ached to be filled or touched or even breathed upon, but I concentrated on my work, ignoring my body's needs as I often did when completing a commission.

"You're lingering on my chest quite a bit, Coco," Rarity observed between nibbles. "Would you like to see these tits? You want me to take off these little G-cups and show you my juicy melons?"

I nodded dumbly, and removed the camera from the tripod, moving to the side of the bed and pointing the lens at her face up through her cleavage. My breath caught as she slowly lowered her bra, flashing me with her violet buds ready to bloom with arousal. She unhooked the back and let the full nighty fall to the bed before taking each breast in hand and pressing them together, pulling them forward as she lightly pinched at her nipples.

"Ah, yes," Rarity said throatily. "Free at last." She let her mounds fall and put her arms over her head, swinging her massive mammaries above the camera from the pendulous flesh that stretched from her body. "Now what should I do with these, Coco-baby?"

"I want you..." I would have liked to fill my drooling mouth with one of her floury loaves and suck every creamy drop from her, but I pushed such inappropriate thoughts out of my mind. "To suffocate Spike in a marshmallow Hell!" I said, surprising even myself.

"Yes, Director," Rarity said and then enthusiastically leaped on Spike, giggling like a schoolfilly. Over his muffled shouts of protest she smothered him between her breasts. "This is fun... but I have done this a few times before. Don't be afraid to get creative, Coco-baby."

My mind was racing. She was so readily compliant. Would she really be fine with my fantasies? "I... I want to see Spike hold you upside down and... and you both can pleasure each other... with... with your tongues!"

"Ooh, yes Director," Rarity said with a purr. She quickly released her panting prey and turned around, waving her bouncing buns over him.

Spike smirked. "Yes, Director." He jumped up, going from his back to his feet on the bed in an instant, holding Rarity up by her hips while she grasped his butt. They immediately began to lick at each other's sex, Spike lapping at her lips which spilled from either side of the g-string she wore.

"Rip that shit off with your teeth," I said with a lusty growl to my voice. I froze, taken aback by my language, but Spike obeyed immediately, his sharp teeth literally tearing the underwear into shreds. Hesitantly at first, I let myself indulge in more direct orders. "Now... now you go muzzle deep in that pussy. I want you to taste her cervix!"

Rarity released his cock and maneuvered her breasts, which had been resting over her chin, around it as Spike complied. "Ouaouah, Coco-baby, thank you so much!" She moved back and forth along his staff as she moaned, the momentum of each breast stroke also pushing her pelvis into Spike's face harder. "This is such a good feeling. I... I think I'm going to come..."

"Spike!" I ordered, mounting the bed to get a better shot of her pussy as it dripped juices down his chest. "Pull out!"

"D-dammit!" Rarity cried as Spike pulled his face back. She gasped as he retracted his tongue, as well, pulling a small spray of liquid from her. "Waaa-ha-ha-ha! I was right on the edge. I can still feel the wave making me tight."

"Keep stroking that fat cock," I commanded her, and she immediately silenced herself and resumed her rhythmic rocking. "You're not coming soon, are you?" I asked Spike.

"N-nah, it's going to take a lot more than that to finish at this point," he replied.

I nodded, "Right." I considered Rarity's butt resting before his face, my eyes tracing the features of her vulva, the thin strip of flesh above it and her puckered rectum to which it led. "That tongue of yours is rather long, isn't it?"

"Yep," Spike said.

I pointed to her asshole and smiled sweetly at him. "Please... give it to her here like you gave it to her pussy. And go deep."

Spike blanched. "Uhhh..."

"Come now, Darling," Rarity said with a laugh. "What the Director says goes."

Spike took a deep breath and opened his jaws wide before plunging into the valley of her rump. I could see his tongue working behind his cheeks, swirling about her anus.

"Open your mouth, please," I said, my breath coming shallow and rapid as I rubbed my thighs together and tried to focus on my work. "Let the camera get that shot."

He complied, and I saw his tubular pink tongue circling the opening at the bottom of Rarity's crevice, which now glistened with saliva. He teased it, and Rarity clenched for a moment before relaxing. He eased in slowly putting in at least six inches before he pulled another inch out.

"Ahhh," Rarity said. "This is a new experience. Very... new."

"Deeper," I ordered, fascinated with the sight of his flesh disappearing inside.

He pushed further into her, and I heard Rarity moan as his halting progress became a smooth onward march through her bowels, the way lubricated by his thick drool which coated his tongue and pooled around her taint, dribbling down into her vagina.

I went down to focus on Rarity's face, and saw her eyes rolled back in her head, a half smile on her lips as her jaw hung open and she let her own tongue loll out swaying with the motion of her continuing boobjob. "H-how does that feel?"

"Ohhh, so good," she told me. She bit her lower lip, crinkling her muzzle as she jiggled her breasts around Spike's shaft in alternating strokes. "It's like the most satisfying trip to the ladies' room I've ever had."

I moaned and felt my butt clench imagining the feeling. I shook it off and moved the camera up her body, lingering on her voluminous breasts enveloping the throbbing meat between, precum already coating the fur of her cleavage. I moved up past her solid but well-padded abs which were lathered with a light sweat, and back up to her rear.

"Spread your pussy," I told her, and she complied, pulling her labia apart with perfectly manicured nails to show me her unfilled holes.I could see that her vagina was gaping wide, begging for cock, while her urethra clenched near her hard clit. As Spike's tongue continued its trek, the walls of her vagina would contract sharply ever so often, squeezing her natural lube from its depths and onto Spike's chest.

"How does she taste so deep inside?" I asked Spike.

"Nnn," he said around his tongue. "Like the rest of her at first, but it got a little tart deeper in, and now it's a bit spicy, but it's got a nice zip."

Rarity giggled, which caused her to momentary clamp down on Spike's tongue. "I'm glad dragons seem to be able to eat and enjoy anything from gems to garbage or I'd be worried about you tasting my entire digestive tract, even if I did ggluhgh--"

She was cut off as she heaved and let go of her breasts to grab onto Spike's iron-hard legs for support. Her mouth opened wide, looking as if she were going to vomit, and her eyes rolled back inside her head while she stuck her tongue far out.

A second tongue, forked like a snake's, wrapped itself around Rarity's from inside her mouth, holding it like constrictor.

I zoomed in on the sight, amazed that he had managed to traverse her entire digestive tract to reverse tongue kiss her. My loins burning with excitement, I lowered them to the corner of the bed, pressing it hard into my clitoris and setting off an explosion of pleasure. It relieved the pressure minimally.

Rarity smiled, inspiration hitting her. She lowered her head back down and took his dick into her mouth, her small, fat pony tongue on one side while his flat serpentine tongue wrapped around the other side. She bobbed her head back and forth, her curls swaying between his legs and her body pressed tightly against his.

Spike groaned in ecstasy. His knees swayed like a willow in the wind and he fell back, catching himself with his tail so that the two lovers were suspended in a diagonal position. He gripped her voluminous cheeks more tightly, his claws pressing deep indents in her flesh as if it were made of foam. He buried his face in the cleavage between, his forehead pressing against the underside of her dock.

Rarity groaned and dug her pussy into his chin, grinding on it fiercely. Her head bobbed up and down on his draconic penis even faster, causing it to flush an even deeper red as it filled to the bursting point with blood. In the heat of passion, she reached a hand from one of his sturdy cheeks between his legs and pressed her middle finger into his anus.

Spike, quite literally, roared, pulling his head back as a puff of green flame erupted from his mouth, singing the fur on Rarity's rear end. His tail collapsed beneath him, sending him bouncing into the soft mattress.

Rarity gasped as they hit the ground. Her head came off of him just as, with a throaty groan, he sprayed his seed, shooting first into her open mouth before wildly laying ropes of semen across her face and chest, not to mention my formerly-clean bedspread.

"Oh, Darling, I was so close," she complained. "I thought you said you'd last."

"That," he said, panting. "Was a bit much, though."

"Didn't like it?" Rarity asked, looking back at him with his tongue hanging out of her mouth. I moved from my damp perch to angle my camera around to Spike's point of view to see her sperm-coated face looming seductively over two mountains, his tongue winding like a river from between them. "I figured you'd take as good as you gave."

"It was unexpected," Spike said, turning away shyly. "And... intense. But it felt good."

An idea struck me then, and an anticipatory smile spread across my face.

"Oh, I think the director has received some inspiration. Are we not done?"

"Not even close," I said, my mind going briefly to the unfulfilled ache in my gut that my grinding had failed to fulfill. "First, I want you to tongue his butt like he did to you."

"... I'll... give it a shot," she said uneasily. "Though I don't think I can get quite as deep." She gestured to his tongue still laying atop her own.

Spike retracted his tongue. "Yeah, I think I'll sit this one out. Tasting my own dick was weird enough, I don't really want to know what my butt tastes like." After a few seconds of reeling, the forked tip of his tongue whipped out of her, lashing her across the cheeks for good measure before retracting back into his mouth.

"Ooh!" Rarity squeaked. "This coming from a dragon who eats out of the trash."

"Not all the time!" Spike said defensively.

Rarity snorted and looked down at him, moving his limp, but still fairly long penis out of the way. "Alright, spread your legs a bit, please, Dear. Let's get this over with."

She slowly lowered herself down. "Well, at least it doesn't smell..." She furtively flicked her tongue out, tapping the edge of the hole. "Hm... doesn't... really taste bad, either."

"Don't tease, Ms. Rarity," I prodded, my body ready for the excitement to come.

She huffed, and visibly steeled herself before diving into his rectum. She inhaled deeply and wrapped her arms around his legs. I could see her reaching her tongue deeply into him, and her mouth was heavy with salivation.

"Oh! Oh, whoa!" Spike said, his back arching as he gripped the bed. "Rarity, you're... you're really into this..."

She pulled up, gasping for air. "It tastes like diamonds!" She declared. Then she dived back in, positively gnawing at his posterior.

"Uh..." I said, momentarily flummoxed.

"I... I guess that makes sense," he said. "I mean, jewels do make up the majority of my diet."

I continued to roll camera as Rarity licked and penetrated him and Spike's breathing became heavy and irregular. She even began using her fingers again, though this time it only resulted in minor twitching from cock. As they both got more into it, he relaxed his muscles and let himself gape wide for her probing fingers and tongue.

"Now," I said, attempting to suppress the quaver in my voice from the volatile upheaval within my body. "Put your dick in that ass!"

Spike cleared his throat. "Uh... I'm still not quite recovered..."

"Not you," I explained, and pointed to a fake horsecock with straps attached. "Rarity is going to put her dick in your ass."

Spike paled, while Rarity looked intrigued. "Is that what I think it is?" she asked. "Oh, I've always wondered what it would be like, but never felt it proper to try..."

It was exactly what she thought it was. A marvel of unicorn spellwork and earth pony craftsmareship, this strap on dildo was no simple prosthetic, but could mimic almost perfectly the feel and function of having a biological penis. I often used it myself, though so far it had been purely as a fantasy masturbation aid.

Rarity was already tightening the straps of the device over her mound, her butt cheeks being both lifted and separated. I could see the moment when its magic transferred the sensitivity of her clitoris to the head and of her vagina to the shaft of the dildo. Even the finely crafted false foreskin would now be connected to the same nerves as her vulvae. When she grasped the shaft with both hands and gently stroked it with one, earning a moan from her and a stiffening and elongating of the false penis, I knew she was ready.

"Get on all fours, Spikey," she said. "I'm going to ride you, pony-style."

Spike gulped, but did as she said, obviously remembering how it felt to have her inside him to override his ingrained reaction to the prospect of having a foreign object inserted into his anus. "You're going to put that in here?"

"Oh, don't worry, Spike," Rarity said with a delicate laugh as she continued stroking the cock, letting it engorge just as her own vaginal walls and clit were doing. "If my pussy can take that big dong of yours with some... adjustment time, your ass can take this. It's far more stretchable, you know."

She knelt down and positioned the head of her hardened dick above his own semi-erect phallus, and wrapped his tail around her arm before taking a firm grip on his tail. She was squatting down, now, and with a slow waddle she moved forward, at the same time pulling on his tail. She penetrated him, spreading his ring wider than ever.

"Ahh, Rarity," Spike groaned, his back arching down as he was filled by her. "Uhh... it feels... just like you."

"It's so amazing," Rarity marveled as she slid her hips ever closer to his bottom. "I... I can feel the tightness right at the beginning from all sides. I can feel as I brush up against the walls inside. I feel every contour." She finally brought him to her hilt and put a hand gently on his shoulder. "And I just want to pound it!"

"U-uh?" Spike said.

She began to work her hips back and forth, pumping purposefully into him, her thighs smacking his butt like a drum. Each thrust sent a ripple through her own buttocks, and her sculpted back muscles flexed pleasantly. I watched as her firm breasts bounced higher and higher as she drove into him more forcefully.

"Rarity!" Spike cried. "Ah, Rarity, you're making me so... so hard!" He certainly wasn't lying. I could see his cock swinging underneath him in shadow, no longer showing any sign of flaccidity.

"Let me see it, Ms. Rarity!" I demanded. "I want to see what you're doing to him."

She responded without hesitation, grabbing his legs and lifting up from her squatting position with the speed of a professional weightlifter. When he had braced himself against her, she reached around to his front and grabbed his shaft, already moist with his dribbling precum, and ran her hand up and down its length for the camera.

"So good..." I whispered, my legs wide as I humped the air, my groin and thighs covered in my juices. I squeaked as I suddenly felt something poke at my entrance, and looked down to see one of my smaller toys floating there, encapsulated in a light blue aura. I looked up at Rarity, who gave me a smirk and a wink without missing a thrust, and I slowly nodded in return, grateful for the assistance.

Rarity pushed the bullet against my clitoris, turning the buzzer on to maximize my stimulation, though I was already vibrating enough as it was that it was probably needless. In any case I let her probe around my vulva while I continued to crank the camera and she continued to hold Spike up by the legs, rut his ass, and jack him off at the same time. Even compared to the multitasking I was doing, her skill was astounding.

Spike, meanwhile was getting involved in this new experience, bouncing in sync with his lover's thrusts, his tail now wrapped around her waist and pulling them together. He was panting flame as his dick was now fully recovered and throbbing in Rarity's hand.

I felt a new prodding and saw that Rarity had levitated a transluscent purple dildo about the size of Spike's fully erect penis under my tail with its tip teasing me between the lips. The bullet took a firm position just beside my clitoral hood. I flicked my tail aside and leaned over, resting my elbows on the bed with the camera pointed up and I rocked my hips back to engulf the head of the dildo. Electricity shot through me at once.

Rarity withdrew from Spike and flipped him around, putting his back on the bed with his head right in front of me. She crashed on top of him, quickly settling between his legs, and I felt Spike's shuddering exhalation on my neck as she penetrated him again.

I gasped at the same time, for she had at that moment shoved the dildo the rest of the way inside me, and I mean entirely inside. I could feel it hit my cervix as it stretched me to the limit. It burned with a painful ecstacy that nearly did me in, but I saw Rarity hovering over Spike and me, glistening with exertion as her body jolted forward and back and I just had to capture it on film.

I felt Spike's breath on my tingling breasts and realized he had a full view of my own naked body as he was being railed by Rarity. I wondered if he was even now looking at how my hardened nipples bounced just a hair's breadth from his snout. The sudden rush of embarrassment only made the sensations more acute, and I began to come hard all over the bedroom rug, and I cried out demandingly for more.

Rarity complied when she levitated another dildo, this one as big as hers, and rolled its tip around in the rivers of my natural lubricant. She then pressed it teasingly against my butthole, giving a daring look to the camera as she rode Spike's butt.

I licked my lips and looked down at Spike, who looked positively catatonic. "Spike... you need to fuck Rarity, now. Fuck her right in the pussy. And the ass!"

Like a very motivated robot he took Rarity in his arms and pulled her from him, letting her strap-on smack his chest as he slammed her down on his steely cock. His tongue shot out of his mouth as she squealed and wrapped around the length of the false penis. Finally, he spread her ass cheeks and drove his spade-like tail into her asshole.

She groaned, throwing her head back and spasming with the sensation of his tongue and dick both working the same orgasmic nerves as well as being filled completely inside.

She and I experienced the same rhythms in both our loins as she matched up the thrusts of the dildos in my holes with Spike's alternating thrusts into her. I simply rested my breasts on Spike's head, his headspike between my cleavage, and kept rolling.

"Ohh, Spikey," Rarity squealed as she ground her hips and pulled at her tongue-wrapped dick. She let her tongue hang out and drool oozed from it onto her bouncing breasts. "Coco-baby," she cooed. "I'm going to come. Spikey, are you ready?"

"Yes, Rarity," Spike grunted, pushing his head into my chest. "It's happening!"

Rarity pushed herself off of Spike's dick and howled as the strapon did its last magic trick. As her innards violently contracted, making her entire body shake, the strapon pulled the fluids rushing through her canal toward the exit into its own internal reservoir. It then pumped, in time with her orgasm, the slightly milky juice out of the tip of her false dick. Her ladylike coming sprayed across Spike's body and spattered over me and my camera.

At the same time Spike arched his pelvis up and his cock exploded with thick, white whips of sperm. It shot over him and with impressive accuracy covered my back and tail. I shuddered as the burning missiles rolled down my ass and toward my pussy, where they were undoubtedly pushed inside me by the dildos still ramming my holes.

The sensations of the two thick cocks slamming my insides along with the light sweetness of Rarity's lube and the heavy hotness of Spike's sperm sent me over the edge again. I dropped the camera on the bed and collapsed, my breasts pressing into Spike's face as I gripped onto his sides, riding out the orgasm. I tried to ignore his spent penis lying in front of my face, but when I felt Rarity's weight and the hard rocks of her nipples in my back, and then her tongue lapping up the places where Spike's artillery rounds had splashed, everything clicked into place.

Spike's dick. Rarity's tits. Why, Rarity's pussy and dick. They were all around me. So close. I was covered in their orgasmic fluids and I could feel them sandwiching me in. Had I just ceased being a voyeur of their sex games? Was I now... a participant?

Did I want to be?