By its nature as the capital of Equestria, Canterlot has always been a meeting point for cultures. From across the land travelers and diplomats meet. They exchange ideas, cultures and feelings. This exchange of cultures is most evident in the famed Canterlot Market, a sprawling bazaar in which you can find just about anything if you know where to look. Under the spring sun, two ponies had come to the market to take in the various fashions from across the nation. This is the story of their evening.
"Oh this one is simply darling! I must have it!" said Rarity, feeling the fine silk of the dress in her hoof.
"Oh I agree dear. That one would look great on you." Fleur replied.
Deciding if a dress looked good was easy for these two ponies, but haggling a reasonable price for it would be the real challenge of the day.
"That'll be two-hundred bits," growled the hooded zebra in the stall.
"Two-hundred bits!" exclaimed Rarity. "At my boutique this would go for no more than fifty!"
"Two-hundred firm. This dress comes all the way from my homeland, made from the finest silk, crafted by the finest dressmakers. The caravan that brought it here was attack thrice. The price is two-hundred."
Sensing that the shop keeper wasn't going to budge, Rarity sighed and dug into her saddle bag. While she fumbled with her coin purse, Fleur examined the dress with suspicion.
Just as Rarity finished counting out the required coins. Fleur raised her voice. "You said this came all the way from your homeland, correct?"
"Yes, and then the long caravan to Equestria," the zebra replied courtly.
"Alright, and you said it was created by the finest dressmakers your people have to offer?"
"Yes. The finest." He snorted, obviously becoming agitated by the conversation.
"Then maybe you'd like to explain why it's made from larval silk, only found in the Everfree Forest? And if this is the work of your finest dressmakers why can I count no less than fifteen dropped stitches on this sleeve alone?" Fleur accentuated her remarks by bringing the sleeve right to her eye.
Rarity stared, flabbergasted at Fleur who had the shopkeeper reeling. "Uhhh, uhhh," he muttered under his hood. In a quick motion he grabbed the dress from Fleur and brought a heavy curtain down over the front of the stall. From behind the soft barrier he yelled "Shop is closed now, please leave."
With her mouth hanging open Rarity watched Fleur smile smugly and turned down the aisle. Catching herself, she turned and quickly caught up to her. Over the din of the market, with hundreds of sellers hocking their wares, she asked "I've dedicated my life to fashion, I own a boutique, how did I not see it? How did you see it?" she asked turning to her shopping companion.
"Years shopping this market has taught me to be on the lookout. It was something about that shopkeeper, Zebras, they're a sketchy type, you just can't trust them. Now come on, we're running late, I told Fancy we'd meet for dinner and drinks at five o'clock, and that was ten minutes ago."
Nearing the edge of the bazaar Fleur gestured to Rarity to take a right turn. "It's a short cut. This aisle comes out right next to the restaurant."
Taking the turn, Rarity could see the restaurant peeking through at the end of the aisle. Looking side to side at the stalls she couldn't help but notice that they were all enclosed booths. Almost all were adorned with X's and signs baring foals from entering. She began to blush as she realized that they we're in the "Red Aisle". Home to the seediest of seedy proprietors. Realizing this she upper her pace assuming Fleur would follow, "what would happen if ponies with their reputations were seen here?" she thought to herself. Surprisingly Fleur didn't seem to mind and continued at her normal pace glancing side to side with what Rarity almost confused with interest.
After an agonizing thirty-seconds the two friends finally reached the end of the market. Before exiting into the bright street Rarity peeked both ways to make sure that no one important was present. While she double checked both directions Fleur breezed past her and out into the street. Again, aghast that she seemed not to care if anyone saw here leaving the smut aisle in the market, Rarity raced to catch up to her.
Sitting in the private booth at the back of the restaurant Fancy Pants checked his pocket watch again. Knowing Fleur and Rarity could pass hours looking at the fashions on display he was prepared to wait a while. Sipping his drink slowly he skimmed the business section of the evening edition of the paper. There was little to read, good stocks up, bad ones down, a boring day on the market.
Finally his two dinner companions arrived. Fancy was surprised that neither of them were carrying more than two bags with their magic. He had expected so see two balls of orbiting bags entering the enclosed table. "Good evening ladies, I see you've found some goodies for yourselves."
"Well yes of course," said Rarity stately as she took a seat. "We would have picked up more but we simply spent too much time looking and not enough buying!"
Squeezing in next to Rarity Fleur chimed in, "Not to mention the crowds. Luckily most of them seemed to be tourists. All lined up at the tacky stalls buying postcards and absolutely horrid looking clothes. Not knowing that you actually have to go into the market to find the good stuff."
The conversation broke as a waiter arrived with another two glasses of wine.
Always looking for a point to jump into the conversation, Rarity jumped at the moment. "But even if you do know the right place you still have to be careful," turning to Fancy she continued "there was one zebra in there who was trying to get two-hundred bits for a fake dress! I would have fallen for it too if it wasn't for Fleur."
Sipping from her glass Fleur winked at Fancy with the mention of her name.
"Well besides that unpleasantness, was everything else fine?"
"Most definitely!" The two shoppers agreed in unison.
"Well then, let's hope this meal does nothing to spoil the day" said Fancy carefully opening the menu in front of him.
Dinner passed without commotion. However Rarity couldn't help but notice Fleur stealing glances at her between bites. The foods and drinks continued to come through the doors almost nonstop, fuelled by Fancy's pocketbook. Throughout dinner the table was almost silent as the three ponies enjoyed their meals. After she had finished her meal Rarity excused herself to go cleanup. Leaving the room she was able to look out into the street to see that night had fallen. Across the street, the Red Aisle was alive with activity, after dark it was the only place in the market that actually had people buying things.
Returning to the private booth, Rarity caught a glance of Fleur whispering into Fancy's ear. Whatever she was saying must have been funny as Fancy was chuckling to himself. Rarity managed to catch Fleur's eye, and for a fraction of a second her eyes widened in terror before returning to normal. Smiling she invited Rarity back in.
"It's a beautiful night out" Rarity blurted out trying to kick start a conversation.
"It certainly is," Said Fancy quietly taking a sip from his glass.
Silence again dominated the table. Feigning surprise so badly that even the waiters couldn't help but flinch, Fleur exclaimed "I just remembered! I forgot to pick up some fresh eggs from the market! I'll be right back!"
"But doesn't the market close at dusk?" Asked Rarity.
"Well most of it yes, but a few shops stay open late, I know where I need to go." With that she quickly departed leaving Rarity and Fancy Pants alone.
Smiling at each other, Fancy opened the next round of conversation. "Any plans for tonight?"
"Not exactly, probably just head back to the suite for the night. You men may not know this but shopping can be quite exhausting."
"I'm sure it's not dissimilar from a day on the stock floor."
Silence fell hard across the table.
Finishing his drink, Fancy looked at the door then back to his drink. Rarity observed this with mounting curiosity. "Rarity. You're a smart pony. I know you saw me and Fleur talking when you returned. You want to know what we were talking about, and you have every right to know." With this he moved closer to her, Rarity stayed silent. Leaning in he continued, "We, myself and Fleur, we want you. Tonight. At my suite. Right this moment Fleur is picking up everything we'd need to make it a night to remember. Would you be so kind as to join us?"
Rarity's jaw dropped at the speed of sound. "We- we- well, I- I don't kno-"
"There's no obligation on your part. It's just that Fleur has been musing about the idea for a few days now and well, I've never been one to deny the request of a lady."
"We- well, I gu- guess we could try something. I mean we're all good friends. Fleur is a beautiful pony and well you're not too bad yourself."
"If things don't go well we'll never speak of it again."
"What harm could it do," Rarity said blushing at the thought of being with Fleur and Fancy in such an intimate scenario. Her mind may have still not fully realized what was going to happen, but the parts of her that would be involved seemed quite interested.
"Just let me settle up the bill and we can head out," Said Fancy leaving the private room. As he exited he stopped and held the door open for an unseen figure that could only be Fleur. Just out of view the two Canterlot natives shared a quick word before exchanging places.
Entering the room Rarity noticed she was carrying an unmarked brown paper bag. Looking from the bag to her face Rarity eyes were met with the biggest smile she had ever seen on the magenta pony. Using her magic to move throw bag to the corner of the room she marched towards Rarity. "We are going to have so much fun! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!" With that Fleur embraced Rarity in a deep kiss.
Rarity let herself melt away in the moment, feeling Fleur explore her mouth. After what felt like a eternity Fleur drew back for breath. Just before she started to move in for more, Fancy appeared in the door. "Ladies, let's save some strength for later." He said with a smirk. Fleur grabbed the bag from the corner. It took Rarity a minute to collect herself "Is this really happening?" she asked herself. The three unicorns left the restaurant together. Across the street the Red Aisle was still buzzing, the passing night only making it stronger.
Even as the three of them crammed into the elevator Rarity was having trouble believing it. Fleur, who normally appeared somewhat self-absorbed had not helped the situation by not taking her eyes off of her the entire walk. Even as the lock on the suite door clicked. Even as the three of them entered the master bedroom. Rarity and Fleur sat on the bed while Fancy pulled a chair out of the corner and place it facing the bed. "Sooooooo," Rarity mused "who should start?"
Fancy was the first to speak. "You two seemed to be having some fun back at the restaurant. How about you two get things started."
With this Fleur tackled Rarity into a kiss as deep and passionate as the one at the restaurant. The two ponies embraced on the bed, Rarity let Fleur take charge. She felt as Fleur forced her tongue into her mouth. Exploring again with its moist softness. Pulling away from Rarity's face, Fleur began to slowly move down her body with light kisses. The anticipation was like nothing Rarity had ever felt, waiting for the warm, slick embrace of Fleur's mouth and tongue on her pussy. As much as she had been expecting it, when her mouth engulfed her pussy it still over whelmed her. The feeling of a tongue softly lapping between her legs was enhanced by the view Rarity had of her. Fleur was a beautiful pony, especially when she was looking up from between Rarity's legs.
While all this had been happening Fancy Pants had been enjoying the show. With the restraint that only the strongest of men could manage he had watched the two ponies without touching himself. It had been hard, Rarity writhing in pleasure on the bed while Fleur went to town between her legs. Leaning back in the chair his massive cock throbbed with his accelerated heart rate. He watched as Fleur brought herself back face-to-face with Rarity and let her taste her sweet juices. Fancy saw as Fleur's eye turn to him while she finished up letting Rarity taste herself. She sat up and brought Rarity up with her. Fleur led them both towards Fancy.
Clearly being the one taking charge of the situation, Fleur sat Rarity down in front of Fancy. Looking down at Rarity, Fleur told her, "I want you to suck him dry." Rarity obliged carefully taking the head of his penis in her mouth. Carefully she suckled his tip, slowly moving her lips down the first inch of his shaft. Fleur observed this with a smug look of satisfaction. "That's nice dear but I think he'd like it if we picked things up a bit." With this she place a hoof on the back of Rarity's head and slowly added pressure forcing her farther down his shaft. Not too much to cause her any discomfort but just enough to get as much of him into her as possible. Inside her mouth Rarity massaged his cock with her tongue, all while moving up and down as dictated by Fleur. Although he made no noise everything Fancy could have said was written across his face.
With one last press down Fleur found Rarity's limit when she gagged slightly. She slowly worked Rarity back up his shaft going up and down but coming up a little bit more each time. Finally she let her off his cock. Giving her a minute to catch her breath and him to cool down, there was no way she was going to let this end early. Addressing the room she said "That was good darling, but there's just too much there for one pony to handle, no matter how good she may be."
Wanting to keep it a surprise for him, she bent down and in a whisper explained her plan to Rarity. They both came up snickering, Fancy wasn't sure he was going to like this. The two moved together, both getting as close to the base of penis as they could. The feeling of both of their manes on his inner thigh was amazing. Simultaneously they kissed the base of his shaft. Together they kissed their way up and down his entire length, the entire time they managed to stay in unison with their rhythms. When they reached the bottom together they leaned back, nodded in agreement and went back in. This time Rarity wrapped her lips around one half of his girth, Fleur moved in around the other. Their lips met in a sort of kiss with a cock in the middle. With the utmost precision they moved up his shaft slowly, never breaking the seal between their two mouths. As both of them got more comfortable with the maneuver they were able to speed up. After a little on the spot practice they were able to reach the speed that Fleur had had Rarity going at a few minutes before. They went up and down together. The finished by kissing each other and sharing his fluids between themselves.
By this time Fancy was more than ready for the main act. Still shaking from the pleasure he had just received he walked over to the bed and climbed on. Rarity made a move towards him but was held back by Fleur. "It's my turn now." She said in a sultry tone. As Fancy waited at the head of the bed, Fleur climbed on and bent over presenting herself to him. She was dripping wet, shining even in the dim light. Despite being a gentleman Fancy felt his primal instincts take over as he positioned himself behind her. While he was lining himself up Rarity had come face to face with Fleur. She was returning the kiss that she had first received. Through their kiss Rarity could feel when Fancy entered her. Fleur groaned and all the muscles in her body relaxed. Rarity took the chance to stick her tongue into Fleur's mouth and sample her taste. It was hard to maintain the kiss as her entire body was rocking back and forth from Fancy's pounding.
Finding it taking too much effort to keep their faces together Rarity let her face fall into the sheets. She then began to slowly trace her hoof up and down Fleur's horn. This was having an obvious effect on her. Without Rarity's mouth in the way the moans poured out of Fleur. Rarity then took the tip of her horn into her mouth, she slowly moved her tongue over the very tip. Licking her horn like it was a candy cane that she was trying to whittle the point away to nothing. Pulling away she saw that brilliant sparks of energy were coming off her horn. As another unicorn, Rarity knew exactly what this meant. She looked across the length of the bed at Fancy and exclaimed "She's coming!" Fancy frantically increased his pace as Fleur's moans hit a crescendo. With a final scream she fell of Fancy and collapsed in a heap of pleasure on the bed. "My turn!" Exclaimed Rarity in an octave higher than her normal voice.
Rarity presented herself to the still rock solid Fancy next to Fleur who was still in a heap moaning in pleasure. She wasn't warmed up but Fancy was up and running. He resumed his pounding a little faster than Rarity was ready for but she quickly caught up. It was exhilarating having Fancy inside of her. The same moans that had come from Fleur came pouring out of Rarity. Perhaps it was his size or maybe his experience but Fancy clearly knew what he was doing and how to make a mare happy.
Meanwhile next to Rarity Fleur had collected herself. Fleur took a quick moment to observe the situation. She scooted over to Rarity and took her horn in her mouth. All this was too much for Rarity and she collapsed into the sheets, all the while Fleur ferociously attacking her horn. She didn't even have to move much as the movements of Fancy translated through Rarity causing her horn to move in and out of Fleur's mouth on its own. Fleur managed to bring Rarity to a magical climax in almost half the time it had taken her. Fleur took her mouth off the end of her horn to expose the brilliant light show that Rarity was giving off. Shaking in pleasure Rarity collapsed into a familiar looking pile. Fleur brought her still shaking with pleasure into a tight embrace. They shared a tender kiss but there was still one pony left to be satisfied.
Still being driven by his animal instincts, Fancy fell on top of Fleur and began to ravage her again. Rarity collected herself and went to work on his horn. The positioning this required allowed Fleur to once again taste Rarity's pussy. The three of them moved in rhythm each bringing pleasure to each other. This went on for several minutes until Fancy broke the silence with a might groan. With a mighty thrust he unleashed a torrent of his seed into Fleur. At the same time Rarity pulled off his horn to reveal a light show so bright it lit up the entire room. Rarity was transfixed, the light and pleasure from Fleur overpowered her mind. After several final thrusts Fancy fell exhausted onto Fleur. Rarity then fell on top of him and rolled off to the side.
The three lay panting on the bed. Fancy on the verge of passing out from exhaustion. Rarity's mind over powered by her sense. And Fleur still reveling the feeling of being filled by a stallion. Rarity was the first to talk, still panting, "Fleur darling, whatever was in that paper bag from the smut aisle?". Fleur didn't respond but used her magic to fetch the bag. It came in through the door and onto the bed. Reaching into the bag she pulled out a tub of ice cream.
"I figured we'd want a little snack for after."
Rarity laughed, Fancy let out a loud snore.
"So?" asked Rarity "Up for the market again tomorrow? I still need a new dress!"
A.N.
Dedicated to the 2011-2012 Vancouver Canucks. >Raping my heart since 1970.
