Night Fire

Of course, I couldn’t say no to an offer like that. I gladly latched my hands around her breasts, and squeezed them gently. They were plump and perky, but soft and so squeezable like cushions. She sat down in my lap, straddling her legs so that her crotch pressed down against my own, and smiled happily. I then began to squeeze a bit harder, almost more out of curiosity than pleasure. Her breasts felt so real and so perfect. As I began to pull the swimsuit’s top down and away from her chest, her hands moved to my crotch, and she scooted back just slightly for easier access. I gazed in admiration at the now free breasts before going back to touching them. Her nipples were hard and perky with excitement, and a shimmering, soft layer of fur covered the rest of the bouncy cushions. I pet and caressed them softly a moment before tracing my thumbs around her areolas. Her body shuddered softly with the sensation, and her nipples seemed to grow even harder. A sense of excitement or perhaps nervousness rushed through me as I realized that she was able to experience everything that I did to her. I could give her pleasure, not just have her give it to me.

I let out a soft gasp as her hand squeezed around the lump in my pants and gently rubbed against it. I panted softly as she continued the teasing, and then squeezed her nipples gently between my thumb and finger. They were too perfect not to receive any attention. She let out a soft, seductive chuckle, giving me a confident wink as I began to roll them gently between my fingers. Wanting more, I leaned in, dragging my tongue across one of them, it’s smooth surface gliding across my taste buds. I felt her hands fiddling with my belt and then my pants being unzipped as I kissed lovingly and deeply.

I then moaned as she pulled my cock from my pants and began to stroke. The warm, soft fur covering it certainly added to the sensation of her strokes as it rubbed and tickled against my shaft. Letting out another soft gasp, I wrapped my lips around her nipple and sucked excitedly, while slathering my tongue across its skin. “Glad you’re enjoying yourself already,” she said softly, her strokes growing faster and more fluid. “Not that I ever doubted my skills… so, what do you think about me sucking you off?”

I pulled away from her breasts with my heart pounding and my cock throbbing at the thought. “That… that sounds amazing.”

“I’m sure it will be,” she said with a smirk before climbing off of me and getting down on her knees. My body shuddered as she grasped my cock’s base in her hand and slowly drug her warm, dripping tongue up my shaft and to my sensitive tip.

“Gah… th-that feels good,” I muttered as her tongue twirled around the edges of my head, her saliva trailing down over my cock. My mind was somewhat clouded, more with astonishment than the pleasure that was already overcoming me. Everything felt so dreamlike. It was if it was all too real. The pony before me, her tongue, her saliva, her hands teasing at my balls, it was all real. Her vibrant orange eyes gazed into my own as she kissed sloppily at my tip. Then pleasure overwhelmed me as her lips wrapped around it. My legs shuddered uncontrollably as she easily slid her mouth down over my shaft. I watched as her muzzle glided further and further down over my cock and continued to moan and pant as its insides slid smoothly across my shaft. She didn’t even falter as my cock neared her throat, but instead kept going. I groaned excitedly as my cock curved with the passage of her throat and its soft but snug walls engulfed its upper half. Reaching my base, she then began slowly and sensually bobbing her head up and down, teasing her tongue at my tip and then my base whenever she reached them. Her movements were so perfect, so fluid, and so smooth. Her throat and mouth felt as though they were made for the act… which, yes, they probably were.

I leaned back into my chair and spread my legs a bit wider as the pleasure of from her movements pulsed through my body. I almost laughed, realizing how easily her perfect movements were going to get me off. My mind was growing more and more clouded as her motions grew faster and faster. The sensation filling my entire body was elevating me further and further. My muscles twitched and shuddered with the pulsations of extreme pleasure, and my moans grew uncontrollable. Spitfire knew exactly what this foretold, and suddenly my cock was deeper in her throat than it had ever been. I grunted lovingly as I released my seed, my balls tightening against me as I came again and again. I watched lustfully as she expertly swallowed down every little bit, not even one drop spilling out from the edges of her plump lips.

I let out a contented sigh as she finally pulled away with a final gulp, and then licked her lips. I had never experienced anything like what she had given me before. I was overjoyed from the experience. It was the best afternoon I had had in years. “…Wow, thank you,” I muttered, I wide smile on my face.

“It’s what I’m here for after all. There’s no reason to thank me for doing my duty, but that’s sweet of you.” She was right, I was thanking a droid after all, a droid programmed for sex. I didn’t need to thank her, but at the same time, it would feel wrong if I didn’t. “From what I can tell, you’re not quite done with me yet, maybe not even close to. What else did you want?” My stomach fluttered at the idea as another rush of excitement overcame me. She was right again. Although it was the best I’d ever had, although I was more than satisfied with ending it there, there was so much more I was ready to do, feel, and see.

“Yeah, you’re right and… uh…” There were so many options, and of course I’d have plenty of time to try everything, but it was still hard to choose at that overwhelming moment. Luckily for me, Spitfire made that decision for me.

“I was told you’ve got a major thing for anal, right? I’d love to have that cock of yours deep in my plot,” she said seductively, that sexual smirk of her returning.

“I… yeah, that sounds amazing,” I muttered, my face growing red, knowing it would be even better than I could ever imagine it to be. She rose up onto her hooves and played with the edges of her swimsuit bottom, pulling it teasingly away from her hips, and letting it snap back into place. Then, slowly, she began pulling them down, pausing a moment before revealing what lay beneath. The fur around her slit was damp and slightly dripping with her juices, and the pink insides of her pussy could be seen, slightly swollen with eagerness. She slid her bottom down a bit further before stepping out of it, and throwing it aside.

“Now for what you really wanted to see,” she said as she turned around, showing off her bare… well, I guess it couldn’t be considered bare since it was furred, butt. It was large in proportion to the rest of her body, but not in the sense that it was overwhelming, instead complimenting to her figure. Its shape was as perfect as two plump bubbles. She looked back over her shoulders before squeezing its cheeks in her hands and then spreading them to reveal her small, tight, puckered hole. Beneath, her slit was still dripping ever so slightly. I was entranced by the beautiful sight, and before I knew it, she was in my lap again, this time with her back facing me.

Her cheeks… or flanks I guess I should say felt just as perfect and amazing as they looked. It was automatic and almost instinctual for me to immediately grasp them in my hands. I squeezed lovingly, their plumpness and her fur pushing up between my fingers. She looked back at me with that devilish smirk of hers that I had already grown to love, and pushed down, forcing my cock between the two perfect, bouncy cheeks. Her smirk widened as she began to rock her hips. The crevice was snug and tight, and her soft fur felt amazing against my still sensitive cock. “ah-ahh,” I sighed, squeezing her cushioned cheeks a bit harder, the sensation bringing my member back to life. It pulsed a few times before growing back to its full length.

“Come on, we haven’t even gotten to the best part yet,” Spitfire teased, her movements growing faster.

“I can’t even imagine, heheh,” I muttered with a soft, nervous chuckle. “Because everything about this already feels more than great.”

“And I can make you feel even better. Just sit back, relax, and I’ll do all the work.” I shook my head and gave her a happy sigh in response, still having a hard time believing how amazing Spitfire and everything that she was doing was. I leaned back against the chair, grasped my hands loosely around the armrests, and eagerly awaited what I was going to be getting next. With her eyes still gazing passionately into my own, she grasped the base of my cock in her hand to position it, and lifted her backside to my tip. She pulled away for just a moment, spitting into her hand and giving my member a stroke, adding a bit of extra lubrication to what was already there. She then slowly and sensually pushed down, her tight hole pressing against my head. I moaned excitedly, anticipating how good it was going to feel inside her. She continued to push down, and although there was force behind it, the motion was still slow and relaxed. She let out a soft grunt as my tip pushed its way into the tight passage. Slowly but surely, more and more of my cock was being squeezed by her warm, incredibly snug insides.

“Damn,” I said, shuddering at the sensation of her passage rubbing and squeezing at my shaft as she slowly neared my base.

“Glad you’re enjoying it,” Spitfire said with a loving wink. “You really seemed to enjoy all of that squeezing and grabbing. Why’d you stop?”

“Uh… yeah, true,” I muttered, my hands returning to her plump backside. She was right, even just squeezing the thing was amazing. She chuckled softly and began to grind gently back and forth, moving my cock around inside her, letting it press against her walls. “Oh…s-shit,” I couldn’t help but mutter at the amazing sensation. She chuckled again as she began to slowly raise back up to my tip, and then gently slide all the way back down again. My body shuddered softly, and my stomach slowly moved in and out with heavy breaths. With her gentle but perfect movements, I could feel absolutely everything, every little movement she made, every tug and glide of her insides against my shaft, the occasional tightening and loosening of her passage. It was almost relaxing in a way, and it felt great after working so hard. Spitfire’s soft, small pants began to grow as heavy as mine, and slowly but surely transformed into soft moans. I continued to squeeze at her perfect backside, my grasp growing tighter whenever a rush of pleasure would go through me.

I could feel myself beginning to build up again already, the pleasure in my crotch heightening and growing with each of her movements, even the slightest. She really knew what she was doing. Surely it was all engrained into her with programming and the works. I began to grunt and gasp softly as she continued, my hips thrusting gently along with her movements. Even though her slow, sensual, and methodical motions felt more amazing than anything I had ever felt, I was still craving more. Taking my thrusts as a hint, she responded, her movements growing faster and harder. “There’s no need to do anything. Relax, I’ll do it all for you,” she said confidently, reaching one hand back and pushing me deeper into my chair.

Since her passage had already loosened nicely from her previous motions, her movements were slick, fast, and smooth. My cock moved in and out of the still snug passage, sending rush after rush of pleasure through my crotch. I noticed one of her hands move down to her own crotch, and her moans grew louder and more passionate. Although I could not see it, with the movement of her arm, I could tell she was fingering herself. This reminded me that she too was receiving pleasure from this sexual act. These droids were either incredibly advanced, or she was something beyond that. I had little time to ponder the complexities of the situation at that moment though. Instead, my mind was filled with ever increasing pleasure as her movements grew faster and faster. “Cum… inside… me,” Spitfire sputtered out between heavy moans and pants, once again looking back at me, her tongue hanging slightly out of her mouth. I wasn’t going even try to fight an amazing command like that. I squeezed her ass even tighter than I was before and bit down softly upon my lip. My eyes fell shut and pleasure overcame me as I reached my peak. With a final, harsh motion of her hips, her backside slammed down against my crotch and her passage squeezed tightly as she moaned aloud. She was cumming too. The squeezing was more than enough to send me over the edge, and I grunted aloud as I shot my load deep inside her ass. I came again and again, never realizing that I could have so much cum stored up inside me. I watched lustfully as my seed began to pour down over my cock, her backside completely filled. As I finished, I watched her continued to moan and shudder without control. I moved my hand up to her waist to help keep her balanced, and stroked her furry sides gently. Finally with a loving sigh, she too finished.

“Once again… wow,” I muttered. I was still breathing heavy and could feel a bit of sweat clinging to my forehead.

“Yeah, wow is right. That was going to be all for you but I guess I got my reward too,” she said with a blissfully careless shrug.

“Well, you deserved it,” I said with a grin, stroking Spitfire’s sides more sensually. She gave a soft chuckle as she pulled away from my cock. She then turned herself around so that she was facing me, still sitting in my lap. She gazed at me lovingly as she wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned in. My heart began to pound as her lips neared my own. I was having a hard time registering whether or not her kiss was going to be a continuation of or sexual activities or one of pure affection. She tilted her head slightly and wrapped her lips around my own. I paused, a bit shocked for a moment, before kissing her back. Her muzzle scrunched up against my nose as our lips pressed against each other. Before I had the chance to react, her tongue had slipped past my lips and was in my mouth. It quickly met mine and twisted and twirled around it. My heart pounded faster as I attempted to fight back. Her hands clawed and squeezed against my shoulders and back. In response, I squeezed tightly against her waist and arms. She then pulled away, a string of saliva connecting our two tongues, and drool hanging off of both of our lips.

“Hmm,” she said with that smirk of hers, rubbing my back softly. “So, ready for another round?”

“I…” I hadn’t even had the chance to think about that yet, but of course she was right. I was ready for more, especially if it was going to be that amazing. “Yeah, I am.”

“Same here. I know my body’s irresistible, and I’d gladly give it all to you. So, whatever you want to do, do it,” she cooed. I then watched curiously as she stood up, wondering what she was doing. She then reached for my hand. “Come on, we’re going to your bedroom.” I smiled, grabbing onto her wrist as she helped me up. With my pants hanging around my knees, she pulled me out of the office, leaving the rest of our clothes behind. “Actually, you know what, this time I want you on top,” she said, giving me a wink as she looked back at me. “If you’re willing.”

“I think I’d be up for that,” I muttered excitedly as she rushed me down the hall, my pants falling off my legs in the middle of the floor. I shut the door behind us as we entered, and watched as she made her way over to the bed, her backside swaying with her hips. Of course I wanted to experiment, and try out everything I could with her, but there would be plenty other times for that. What I wanted was more of that ass… flank. You know, it’s honestly hard to say which considering it was a little of both, but that’s beside the point. I wanted more of that.

“So what are you gonna do to me?” she asked as she crawled onto the bed, looking at me expectantly.

“Get on your hands and knees,” I muttered, my eyes still locked onto her backside. She did exactly as I asked, and I approached, my heart pounding and lust filling my body again. I was more than happy when I realized that the bed was the perfect height, my crotch laying directly behind her. I spread her cheeks, already feeling myself getting hard, and stroked my thumb across her hole which seemed to have already retightened. As I gently rubbed, I could feel the slight humps and recesses of its smooth, wrinkled surface.

“Didn’t have enough the first time?” she teased, swaying her backside in the air.

“I could never get enough of this,” I replied, grabbing her cheek in my other hand.

“Doesn’t sound like a problem to me. You can have it whenever you want.”

“Good,” I said, lubing up my shaft with some spit once it had grown back to its full length. Squeezing one hand around her waist for leverage, I gave a quick, hard thrust, and with a soft pop, I was inside her.

“Especially if it feels like this every time,” she moaned, her hands grasping against the comforter as I pushed myself deeper and deeper. “I’m already getting wet.” I looked down and confirmed her statement, watching as small drops of her clear liquid splattered down onto the blanket, leaving a small damp circle. Just the sight of it enticed me to do more. It was good to know that I wasn’t just pleasing myself. I moved my cock in and out of her, much faster and harder than I had originally planned. I wanted to start off at a nice, slow, and rhythmic pace like she had, but I lost control almost immediately. Her tight passage felt much too good. The way it grasped my shaft and rubbed against it was irresistible.

I gave her backside one more squeeze before bending forward and moving that hand to her waste as well. I took a step closer, positioned myself somewhat better, and began to slam myself into her, almost not even realizing that I was. I grunted excitedly as my balls smacked against her bouncy butt, and my cock glided easily in and out of her hole, making lewdly wet noises as it did so. More and more of her juices spattered out onto the bed, and her legs began to tremble with my movements. I was glad to hear her moans growing louder as well. Of course, that only encouraged me to go harder and faster.

At that point, at I had reached my limit. I was going as hard as I could manage, heaving and panting. Sweat was dripping down the both of us. Yes, she could sweat too. I was impressed. Vogon Biotech droids literally had everything to make them real, even to the smallest of details. Sweat might seem insignificant, but when you think about it, it’s very significant.

My hands suddenly dug into her sides, my climax coming quickly. My body shuddered and my movements grew less rhythmic but still just as quick. “Gah!” I sputtered out, as I gave one final thrust, my balls slapping against her backside one more time. My body shook as I held back my orgasm, and shakily pulled out. I grasped my cock in my trembling hand, and just that was enough. Rope after thick rope of my semen exploded out onto her backside and lower back, covering it with white. “Oh… shit,” I sighed, as I finished, a little bit more dribbling out of me.

“Well, somebody is really liking this,” Spitfire cooed.

“Oh yes,” I said contently, noticing my legs shaking weakly from all the movement.

“But maybe you outdid yourself?” she asked with a laugh, noticing as well.

“Uh… maybe a little.”

“Then come here, lay down,” she said, rolling over onto her side. I crawled up next to her and collapsed onto the mattress. Her hand then moved to my back as I lay face down against the comforter, petting and massaging it gently. “There’s just one more thing I wanted to do after this. If you’re still interested in more that is.”

I would’ve been amazed that she wanted even more if I didn’t take into account that it was what she was there for. At the same time though, I didn’t know if I could handle it. It felt like I was already pushing my limits. “I… I don’t know. Give me a minute,” I said with a sigh, rubbing my nose into the blanket.

“Come on, you can handle it,” she said, giving me a gentle pat. “That, and I’ll be doing all the work again, and I know I can handle it.

“Hmm, alright, yeah, let’s give it a try at least,” I muttered, rolling over onto my back and blinking at the ceiling.

“Now that’s the kind of attitude I was looking for,” Spitfire said with a proud nod. I gasped softly as her hand wrapped around my flaccid cock, gently squeezing as she rubbed it up and down. “Now make it happen.”

“Heh, alright,” I said with a smile, happy for more attention, even if I wasn’t quite ready for it to get sexual again. “What exactly are you gonna do anyways?”

“You’ll see. It’ll be something you’ve never felt in your life.”

“Yeah? How do you know?” I asked, a bit too confident in what little sex life I had had in my past.

“Because no human could’ve ever done it for you.” That was the statement that got me intrigued. What did she have that humans didn’t? There were her hooves… and her wings. She smiled and gave me a wink, noticing my sudden curiosity. She then sat up and one of her wings pushed away from her side, spreading wide and long as if to answer my question. She then leaned forward as it wrapped around from behind her. Her feathers were suddenly brushing against my member. Her wings were much more dexterous than I had ever expected them to be. Up until that point, I had only seen them resting against the droids’ backs. They could’ve just been there for looks for all I knew. I was more than wrong on that subject. Instead, Spitfire’s wings were like an extra pair of limbs. They certainly must have took everything about the show to heart when designing these droids. I remembered that on occasion the pegasi’s wings were shown to be flexible, except more in a cartoon manner than for anything practical.

Suddenly her feathers were brushing against my member. Their texture was incredible. Their surface was even smoother than that of Spitfire’s fur, and their tips worked almost as a light paint brush, tickling ever so softly against my skin as they pressed against it. It’s hard to even describe how amazing they felt, like velvet but so much lighter and even softer. Although the sensation was so dainty, the strength of the large, toned muscles in her wings gave it a bit of an oomph. That was just enough to get my cock hard again. “I did not know you could use your wings like that,” I muttered after letting out a soft grunt of pleasure.

“It’s always good to be full of surprises,” Spitfire cooed as the tip of her wing suddenly wrapped around my shaft, squeezing it in its grasp. I moaned aloud as she began to stroke, the soft, incredible sensation overtaking my entire shaft as her feathers brushed gently up and down. Continuing, she leaned forward, her large, perky breasts hanging over my crotch. She released her grasp, but held my cock up straight with the smooth surface of her upper wing. I let out a moan as my member was pushed between her breasts, and engulfed in their plump warmness. Wrapping her hands around them, the passage her two breasts created grew even tighter. She then moved fluidly up and down, her warm fur gliding easily across my shaft, only tugging just slightly. As my head popped in and out of her cleavage, she began to tease it with her wings, even the slightest of touches mocking its sensitivity.

“S-Spitfire,” I muttered, placing my hands over hers so that I too could squeeze her amazing chest.

“Enjoying yourself?” she asked with a wink. She then looked down and licked her lips, noticing that she’d squeezed a rather large drop of pre out of my tip. “You must be,” she then said with a chuckle. I grunted lovingly in response and squeezed at her nipples which lay between her fingers. She smirked, and her movements grew faster and harder, her breasts bouncing softly as they smacked against my crotch. “You cum so fast,” she teased, watching as more and more pre dribbled out of me as I grew nearer and nearer my buildup.

“Only because… it feels so good,” I managed to grunt out, gritting my teeth as I reached my limit.

“Good,” she said with a smile, a genuine smile. “Glad to hear it.” She pulled away just slightly so that her breasts were no longer holding my cock and then wrapped her smooth, velvety feathers around it once more. This time though, her strokes were fast and agile, and although they only provided the slightest sensation, it was beyond pleasurable. I couldn’t help but thrust my hips with her motions and pull at the blanket beneath me. It felt especially good when those wonderful feathers of hers passed from my shaft to my head. Before I knew it, the pleasure inside me was beyond heightened, and the world around me blurred as all I could do was focus on the pleasure I was receiving. I let out a series of loving, relieved grunts as I orgasmed one final time. Stream after stream of my cum erupted out and splattered onto her wanting chest. I could tell it was the last of it, not only by the way it felt coming out of me, but by its more liquid viscosity, and by the much smaller amount that did come. Although that was the case, the orgasm itself was the most intense pleasure I had experienced that entire afternoon, and even after finishing, I was still in my own little heaven.

“This has to be the perfect way to relax after a long day at work,” I said with a sigh, placing my hands behind my head and looking up to the ceiling.

“Glad I could help, Spitfire cooed. “Need help cleaning up?” she asked. Whether she meant that in a sexual way or not, I knew I was done.

“I think I’m good,” I said with a contented nod.

“I’ll just get you a towel then. I need to grab one for myself anyways,” she said as she got off the bed. I let my eyes fall shut and listened as her hooves clacked against the hallway floor a moment before turning and heading into the bathroom. She returned in seconds with a towel for the both of us. I wiped myself off, and watched as she did the same. “Mind if I take a shower later on? I have a feeling my fur’s going to be pretty sticky after all of this.”

“Oh, yeah, go for it,” I said with a shrug and then paused, thinking of old media depictions of robots shorting out from just the smallest amount of water. Of course, that would never happen. My eyes then shot open, as I heard the door to the bedroom. I was sure my face was entirely red when I watched Night Glider stroll in. She didn’t even seem to notice that the two of us were completely naked, and had just finished with such an intimate act. I soon realized that of course she wouldn’t care. She was programmed for the exact same kind of intimacy.

“Well, somebody looks much happier than he did. Spitfire must’ve been spot on with doing her job.”

“Yeah,” I said with a nervous chuckle. “She was great.”

“Glad to hear it. Sorry I couldn’t join. I was cleaning up the place a bit. You two look really relaxed,” she then commented as Spitfire wrapped her hand around me, gently gliding her fingers across my chest. “Mind if I join?”

“Uh,” I muttered, looking over to a rather content Spitfire.

“I don’t mind. We’re both yours after all,” she said with a yawn. Yes, droids can yawn too.

“Um, then yeah, sure, go ahead if you want,” I muttered, returning my gaze to the dark blue pony. She grinned and to my surprise, even though I shouldn’t have been surprised at all, stripped off her clothes before laying down on my other side. She giggled softly and kissed at my cheek and neck, gently caressing my shoulder with her hand. I was blushing again, still unable to believe what an amazing rest of my day I was having. I wrapped my arms around both of my droids and held their warm bodies as close to me as I could. I was definitely in heaven, a heaven that I myself had purchased. I had barely even been with the two ponies for half a day or seen almost anything they had to offer, but I decided that the credits spent on them was already beyond being worth it.

After a long but comfortable silence in which I was kissed, pet, and loved by Spitfire and Night Glider, my stomach let out a loud gurgle. It was only then that I had noticed how much time had passed, and that it was growing dark outside my window, the glow of the city shining in instead of the sun. “Hungry?” Night Glider asked.

“Yeah, guess I didn’t realize what time it was.”

“Well, how about me and Spitfire cook you up something nice. Anything specific you’d like?”

“Hm…” I smiled again, not only was I already pleased, but now I was going to be pampered. “Surprise me.”

“Why not, right?” she asked with a grin. “Come on, Spitfire… and Kyle, come down and keep us company if you want. Otherwise just stay up here and chill. We’ll do everything for you.”