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                    His Perfect World.                     
                      -by randomDATA-                      
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                 Chapter One: Introduction                 
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Chapter One: Introduction
Moans and Sighs were the only sounds echoing throughout the room.
The magnificent white mare was no doubt seriously just simply lustrous, but it wasn't enough. Quickly wanting to get it over with, the navy blue stallion who rested atop the mare slowed.
He felt himself slowly grow limp, he had to finish soon before the mare he rode would realize that he wasn't satisfied. And with this in mind, he groped her ass hard and gave it a final, rather through thrust.
With this the white mare, glistening in sweat from her vigorous night activities with the stallion, moaned loudly and came.
With a nasty snarl on his face, he quickly hopped up from the queen sized bed. Attempting to put distance between himself and the purple mane-ed pony. He eyed her wearily, his own sweat slowly trickling down his cheek. He finally took in the pony's body. She was fully mature, with an excellent sized large breasts and perfect filled ass.
"Get out." The words sounded deep and lustful, especially with that tone of authority and dominance.
The mare sat up, still in bed, AND still being tired from the night's wild events. "Aww, but darling, I'm sure we ca-" the pony began to plead.
"Out. Get. Out." He interrupted, then seeing her dismayed look on her face, he took a step toward her. "Now."
Eyes widening, the pretty mare felt insulted, she considered for a second that she should stay, but the stallion was a pony she didn't want to upset.
Still hurt by his actions and words, she quickly got dressed, put her purple hair in order and ran out his door. Huffing as she passed him to show that she was very disappointed by his irrational behavior.
He pulled up his underwear and did up his jeans, fixing the belt that put it in its place. Following the mare to the door, which was located only 5 strides away from the bed.
"See ya another time?" This was said in a husky voice, which to the mare sounded a bit pleading.
"But of course darling, you know where to find me right?"
"Sure."
She turned to kiss his cheek, too fast for the stallion to avoid it. "Till next time then darling."
Ugh. the stallion thought to himself, more mess to clean up. he thought of the mess they made when they were ravishing each other.
As he opened the door, he rested his hand on her lower back and almost, just almost pushed her out. Whilst she walked out of the hotel, another mare revealed herself from behind his door.
"You're sleeping with Rarity!?"
The male turned his head and regarded the mare with annoyance, "don't tell me..."
Moving to stand in front of him, the blue mare flicked her rainbow colored short hair. "Yeah, we were supposed to meet like an hour ago."
Growling under his breath, the stallion scratched his head, "my bad Rainbow Dash," he looked up at her with pleading eyes, "you know how particular Rarity is don't you? Besides, the place is a mess. We' lol meet tonight at nine over a posh dinner, that sound good to you?"
Hiding her disappointment, Rainbow Dash rubbed her arm, "years, that's cool." Then in a more challenging and playful tone she added, "you better leave me out of breath this time"
"But don't I always" The stallion replied as he slowly closed the door.
He turned to examine his small hotel room. The was only a messed queen sized bed, flanked with two simple night stands. The one closest to the window wall had a lamp, otherwise the little tables were empty.
His mini kitchen, located to the right of the bedroom, was truly humble, containing counters, a fridge, and an oven.
He made his way to the kitchen, picking up the occasional discarded contraceptives he and Rarity had shed during their... battle?
By the time he arrived in front of his fridge, he was drowsy from lack of sleep. He had been awake every night, 24 hours, either entertaining himself, some girls, or maybe even both.