Author's Note
Happy Valentine's Day weekend! Here's some clop to celebrate.
An Odd Experience
Rainbow Dash got up as she moved away from the toilet. Her stomach was feeling better, and fortunately she had not gotten sick. Although a part of her wished that she had. Maybe if something had happened, the feeling would finally go away. Not just for a short while either.
It had been going on for a while now. One moment she would be feeling queasy and sick to her stomach, like even thinking about food too much would make her sick. The next she would be ravenously hungry like she had not eaten in days. It was probably what had been making her a little more irritable lately.
Tossing her towel on to the floor, Rainbow Dash hopped onto her bed and stretched out. Her gaze shifted to the side table, staring at the horrible things waiting there for her. It was the same after every shower. She still could not believe that she had come up with the idea and willingly put herself through the torture she was about to endure. It was a stupid idea anyway. Besides, she really did not need to. Nopony would know if she did it or not. She had not even shared the possibility of it. After all, she had kind of come up with it as a surprise.
With a sigh, she grabbed the hoof-file. Jaw clenched and ears pinned back, she reached down. It took an actual effort from Rainbow Dash not to jump as she felt the rough metal touch her hoof. Her leg was tense as she began to work, smoothing the edges and running along the length. Then she repeated the process with the other hoof.
Even after, she was not entirely done. Rainbow Dash put the file back, then -- with a sigh -- she grabbed the bottle of hoof lotion. With a couple of squirts, she got a good amount. The stuff always seemed kind of gross to her. Mostly because of how cold it was. With a grimace, she began to rub the cold greasy lotion into her back hooves. Mentally, she swore to herself that after today, she was never going to do this ever again. There was no way it was going to be worth it. How could other ponies stand this stuff?
Finally, it was done. It was kind of nice. After weeks of washing, soaking, filing, lotioning, and buffing, her back hooves were now the softest, smoothest, and most sensitive they have ever been in her entire life. She had even gotten rid of the few calluses on the soft undersides that she had developed over the years. It was kind of weird how they felt.
Now that she was dry and ready, Rainbow Dash took off and headed out for her plan.
*****
Spike let out a sigh as he stretched out on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. Once again his gaze shifted to look at the clock, which was moving at an agonizingly slow pace. If he did not know better, he would think that Twilight had cast a spell that was slowing time down again. Fortunately, such was not actually the case. He was just excited and curious, which was making him very restless at the moment.
Rainbow Dash had mentioned that she had been planning a little something to surprise him with. Now that Twilight was off to Canterlot for a few days and he had the whole castle to himself, she had decided it was the perfect time to give it to Spike. Now he just had to wait for her to show up.
That was basically the problem, waiting. He had made extra certain to get all the chores listed for today completed as quickly as he could, that way he would have plenty of time. Now there was nothing for him to do. He had tried reading, but could not really focus on anything (even his comic books). He had already eaten, so he was not really hungry. He was too wound up to sleep. Masturbation would be a waste since Rainbow Dash was probably planning something sexual and it would be a waste to wear himself out on that front before she showed up.
Admittedly, that last one was getting more and more difficult to resist. Between his boredom, curiosity, and anticipation, Spike had begun to imagine Rainbow Dash and what she might have in mind. He could picture her eyes narrow and gleaming with mischief as she teased him. Her bright pink tongue licking her lips before coming close to his shaft. Spike could imagine those toned and trim flanks of hers, even feeling the warmth and firmness under his claws. He could remember how warm and wet she was, and even hear those little moans and whimpers she tried to muffle when he hit the right spots. She had joked about getting socks before to wear with him, maybe it was not as much of a joke as he had thought. A nice rainbow colored pair would look really cute. Or maybe she was going to wear her Wonderbolt uniform. He had suggested it, mentioning how hot she looked in it.
The problem was that all of the thoughts, speculation, and memories had already gotten him aroused. His shaft had already emerged from hiding and had grown to full hardness, almost to the point of it being painfully so. With each new thought or memory, it throbbed and pulsed. Pre-cum was already building up on the tip and was dripping onto his stomach. The thing was practically begging for him to orgasm. The growing need had made Spike grip at his pillow, digging his claws deeper and deeper into the material. If this kept up, he was going to have to do something about it himself anyways.
"Geez, Spike. Looks like you started without me."
The sound of a voice suddenly talking had startled Spike, making him jump as he was broken from his fantasies. Once the familiar scratchy voice he heard had sunk in enough for him to recognize it, he let out a sigh of relief and relaxed.
"If you had taken any longer I probably would have," Spike replied. "You might have shown up just in time to see my cum."
With a grin and a chuckle, Rainbow Dash stepped down from the windowsill and started toward the bed.
"Well that sounds like it might be fun to watch," she said. "Maybe we can save it for another time. For now, I have something else in mind."
"And what is it anyways?" asked Spike as he sat up to look at the mare more.
"Sit against the headboard," ordered Rainbow Dash, "and put your claws behind you. Then you'll find out."
Spike tilted his head and looked at Rainbow Dash. He was not really sure what he was expecting, but that was not it. It actually made him even more curious what she was planning. The easiest way to find out was to do as he was told, which was something Spike was kind of used to. So Spike moved until he felt the headboard press against his back, then slipped his claws behind him and leaned against his arms. After shifting a little, he got comfortable enough to stay that way for however long (hopefully), and turned his attention back to the mare.
With a flap of her wings, Rainbow Dash hopped up onto the bed. She walked closer, almost standing over Spike, then suddenly turned around. As she moved away, her hips rocked back and forth, letting the young dragon get a good look at her rump and sex. The rainbow colored tail stroked across the young dragon's cheek before slipping out of reach.
"Remember how this started?" she asked. "How you were curious if you had a hoof fetish, so you asked me if you could lick my hooves?" She smiled as she got a nod. "Well I got a little idea. I'm sure there's a name for it, but I don't really know what it is." Lying down, she moved to be on her back. "Now, you are going to sit there and enjoy it while I take control."
As Spike watched, Rainbow Dash spread her legs wide, letting him get a good look at her stomach and vagina. His shaft gave a renewed twitch of excitement, another bead of pre forming on the tip. He licked his lips, feeling the urge to bury his face in her crotch and lick her to release.
One of Rainbow Dash's legs stretched out, the tip of the hoof pressing against Spike's nose. With a grin, she started tracing down. Her hoof slid over her lips and down his throat. She moved across his chest and down his stomach, sliding gently to his left. Her gentle graze slid down along one of his thighs, stopping at the knee. She then slid up along the inside, and up to the underside of his shaft. There was a thrill as she heard a gasp and felt the dragon cock twitch.
"Are you ready?" she asked.
"For what?"
Instead of answering, Rainbow Dash stroked her hoof up along the length of Spike's cock. The soft underside rubbed against the tip -- getting the bit of pre-cum on it -- before sliding back down. She traced all the way down the length until pressing where she had figured out his testicles were, before sliding up once again.
For Spike, it was a very strange experience. The feel of the hoof sliding up and down his shaft was like nothing he had felt before. Between the softness of the flesh and the cool smoothness of the hoof, it felt interesting. Not as good as actual sex, but he was enjoying this enough that he would probably like to do it again.
Rainbow Dash scooted closer to Spike, then pressed her hoof more firmly, pinning his shaft between it and Spike's own stomach. Once more she stroked over the tip before sliding down to the base. At the same time, she reached down with one of her front hooves, sliding down along her vaginal lips. Synchronizing the movements of her hooves, she slid back up along her sex while doing the same with his, rubbing her clitoris and his head at the same moment.
The feeling of his cock pinned against his stomach and being stroked was making Spike's heart race. He gripped his pillow tightly, the blunted claws digging into the fabric all the more. If he had not started rounding and smoothing them regularly, he probably would have torn it to shreds by now. His eyes went wider as he watched Rainbow Dash begin to play with herself. His cock throbbed with excitement, pleasure building.
"R-r-r-Rainbow," he managed to whimper out, "I... I don't think..." he groaned. "I can't hold out much longer."
The announcement made Rainbow Dash feel a little conflicted. She was happy that Spike was close, and proud that her work was going to make him reach his limits so soon. At the same time, she was a little disappointed. Although she had not actually planned it ahead of time, Rainbow Dash had been hoping that they would be able to orgasm at about the same time. Technically she still could, but it would not be as pleasurable for her.
After thinking a little longer, she decided to put aside her own pleasure for the time being. That way Spike would owe her, and he was quite talented with his tongue.
Adjusting the position of her hoof on Spike's penis, Rainbow Dash began to speed up the pace of her stroking. Her leg worked fast, sliding the hoof up to the top and straight back down to the base. With her other back leg, she pressed her hoof gently against the inside of Spike's thigh, stroking along the scaled skin.
Panting heavily, Spike began to shift. He pushed forward and up with his hips, stroking himself against Rainbow Dash's ministration all the more. The soft skin and firm but smooth hoof was still incredible.
Finally, he could take no more. His entire body tensed as he reached his limits. Head tilted back, his mouth fell open in a silent roar. His length swelled and twitched as he reached his orgasms. Thick spurts of semen shot from the tip before landing, mostly on his stomach.
Rainbow Dash grinned widely, proud of herself. She continued to stroke along the length, watching the spurts of his orgasm. Some of the shots landed on her foot and even hit her leg. Only when the climax seemed to come to an end did she finally stop. As soon as she pulled away, Spike went limp, panting heavily.
"Wow," he managed to pant out. "That... that was..." He let out a huff as he tried to recover.
"Heh," Rainbow Dash said with a smirk. "Glad you liked it so much. Don't get too used to it though. If it happens again, it's not going to be very often."
"Well I hope it does," Spike replied. "I mean it's not as good as actual sex, but it did feel pretty nice. It was a great surprise."
"Well if you really want to thank me," Rainbow Dash said with a grin, "I didn't exactly manage to get off myself." She gave a wink as she placed her hoof to her vagina, pulling the lips slightly open. "I could use a good licking."
Before Spike could respond, there was a loud thud of a door being slammed. Both he and Dash jumped at the sound, turning to look at the bedroom door.
"Spike!" Twilight Sparkle's voice called out. "Spike, where are you?"
"Guess it's going to have to wait," Rainbow Dash said. With a quick roll, she stood up on her hooves. Her wings flicked open as she hopped off the bed and glided out the window.
There was a knock at the door.
"Spike? Are you in here?"
"Yeah," Spike called back. Grabbing one of his sheets, he wiped the remains of his cum off him. Good thing he did his own laundry. When he heard the door began to open, he pulled the sheet over him to cover his still retreating penis. He then turned his attention to Twilight as she came in.
"You're back early," he said.
"Yeah," Twilight huffed, rolling her eyes. "It turns out that since Heart and Hooves day was coming up, Celestia was trying to fix me up with --" she shuddered and made a gagging nose "-- Prince Blueblood."
"Blueblood?" Spike asked. "Why would she want to set you up with him?"
"I really don't want to talk about it," Twilight replied. "What about you? What are you doing up here?"
"Uhm... well..." Spike shifted where he sat, looking around. His mind worked as he looked around, trying to come up with an excuse or story of some kind or other.
"You know what," Twilight suddenly said. "I don't want to know. You just keep... whatever to yourself. When you're done, we can go out and get dinner or something."
Spike watched Twilight leave and stared at the door. He was glad she had left for the moment. The only thing was, what did she think that he was doing?
