I came home from work and found Carousel Boutique's main floor deserted. Calling out for my life partner Rarity, I made my way up the stairs to our private rooms. I had to get rid of the sweaty work clothes at any price. Not only were they becoming uncomfortable, Rarity would throw a fit if anypony saw me in the Boutique with those. At first I thought that she had gone out, but when I entered the bedroom I knew something was up. The heavy curtains were closed and the darkened room was sparsely lit by red candles and my attention was quickly captured by another small detail.

Pink and glistening flesh, framed by heavenly soft mounds covered in light gray fur. Well formed legs spread out to the left and right and ended in the most well ponypedicured hooves you could imagine. Near-perfect white and devinely angel-like. A pristinely styled purple tail flowed down over the bed's edge like an endlessly winding river. My pulse quickened. Rarity knew me too well.

"Did my hunky human have a nice day?" She asked loftily with only the hint of a smile.

"I definitely have now," I replied with a slightly absent voice. Her pose and demeanor spoke to every level of my primal urges. Slowly and with a thrill of anticipation of what was to come I went over to her while shakily undressing.

She watched me come closer and reached her forehooves down to her nethers, playfully pulling back her clitoral hood, exposing her clitoris and giving it one deliberate stroke, matting some of the surrounding fur in the process. She made no noise, she never did, but her quickening breath was the more alluring. She licked the moisture off of her right forehoof.

It was an exciting game we played, every now and then one of us would set up something like this and submit completely for the other to just take what they wanted and live out their fantasies.

Now naked, I kneeled down in front of her and got hold of her soft furry legs, giving her right hindhoof a kiss, right on the tickly soft spot on the underside, making her flinch. But I couldn't wait. I had to take in her aroma. Hastily, I lowered my head and took it all in. Deep breaths of heated air, heaily laden with her essence, a scent that never failed to put me in the mood. My erection already stood proud and now throbbed unbearably, but I had yet to taste her, it was like a haze when she offered herself like that.

I gave a long lick along her vulva. It was all I had imagined and so much more, tasting her never got old. I pressed deeper to get to the juices' source and was rewarded with more of the rich, sticky goodness I knew and loved so.

I realized I was being too selfish and moved up a little. Sealing my lips around her clitoris, I gave it a gentle suck and massaged it lightly with the tip of my tongue. She got tired of holding up her head and let it fall back on the sheet, scrunching up her wonderful trademark coiffure. I knew that it wouldn't be long until she came and stopped to switch over to finally get my own relief.

Precum had leaked generously and a thin strand with a droplet at the end hung down from the tip. I backed up and pulled her closer to the edge of the bed. She held on to the bedsheet, knowing what was about to come. With laboured breaths I lined myself up and thrust forward.

Her supple walls clamped down in protest but were utterly overwhelmed by my urgend, vicious and primal thrusting. It was like entering for the first time over and over. My glans ripping along her sweet well lubricated folds and bumps and her lingering smell and taste combined threatened to push me over the edge too quickly. Somewhere along she must have orgasmed because her breaths came in a familiar raggedly fashion, but her contractions faded into nothingness during my onslaught. Her juices leaked amply and already ran down in thick strands, some of it pooling in her anus's folds and from there trickling into the base of her tail.

I went slower to a near stillstand, savouring every little millimeter of her inner texture. Grinding our soaked groins together, I reached down and felt up her breasts. Although of equine nature and nearly unnoticeable until they are needed for their natural purposes, they retained their sensitivity and a nice and soft yet supple feel. I kneaded them for a moment, then squeezed her nipples between my thumbs and index fingers. The discomfort made her gasp and tighten up a bit and this was the moment I chose to resume the remorseless pumping.

With some more thrusts I could feel it building up again. I grunted strainedly and Rarity must have understood. She wrapped her hindlegs around my waist, effectively leaving only one place to come. The gesture pushed me over the edge and my universe exploded. I held her close and pressed myself into her as far as I could by instinct. Every little detail of her inner walls suddenly stood out like a dark night illuminated by lightning as my sensitivity skyrocketed. My strands of cum filled her insides while the orgasmic cramps held us in place. Each lust-filled pulse a step down from the blinding height I had achieved.

My breath slowed down and I finally pulled out after the last weak contractions had echoed away, shivering from the sensitivity. She held all of it inside of her. I pulled myself over her and was welcomed by a sloppy kiss.

"That was mindblowing," I huffed.

"Oh I know how much you love being dominant. That was for helping my parents last week," she replied and caressed my hair with a loving smile. "Now go and take a shower, if you please. Your musk is a little... much."

Author's Note

Feel free to suggest pairings or scenarios you'd want to read in later chapters.