Sweet Elite

by SweetCelestiaWhy

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance
Length: 384

Rarity is invited over to Fleur's to model some of her new fashion line. Thing is, Fleur is looking at a little more than the dresses.

Rarity has always loved fashion. Dresses, hats, fabric, all of it has tickled her fancy.

Still, there has never been much room for romance

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-09-10 02:53:50 UTC

You Know You Want It

Cherry smiled wide as she placed the cap back on her tube of lipstick. Her lips were the absolute perfect shade of red, which was no surprise. Perfection in her appearance was the norm for an upstanding mare like her, since even a small smear could show weakness. Tossing her mane back, she cast her best smile at the mirror and puckered her lips. Pulling herself back, she stuck her chin into the air and

His penis throbbed with each stroke of her hands as the scent of sweet, ripe cherries filled the air. Her fingers deftly weaved around his shaft, covering each piece of exposed skin with the warm pink lotion. Cherry took a deep breath, savoring the aroma of the fruit and the heady musk of his pride before looking up at him with a sly smile. He groaned as her hands picked up speed, pushing some of the extra lotion to the head of his penis.

"You want to know something special?" she asked as her fingers fondled the flat head.

He gasped and clenched the seat harder as she played with him. "What?"

Cherry smiled as she looked back down at the impressively sized penis in her hands. Slowly, she inched forward and blew gently on the tip, making him gasp again and causing it to twitch towards her. She stared at the head as her tongue snaked out from her mouth. The tip of her tongue flicked across the smooth skin and hole, catching some of the lotion and a salty preview of his essence. Her eyes flicked back up as a grunt escaped him. They locked eyes and she pulled her tongue back in, smacking her lips.

"The lotion is edible," she cooed before licking the head again, much slower than before.

Her tongue cleaned off another segment of the head when her lips pressed against it, leaving a small stain of red lipstick around the hole. She giggled as her hands returned to his shaft, gliding back and forth with hardly and friction. Her mouth traveled around the head as she licked more of the extra lotion from him, planting small kisses with each newly cleaned area. She was rewarded by even more twitches from his penis and several long moans.