Nona - Is It True What They Say About Humans?

“Yeah, what’d you... want..?,” I trailed off as Rarity opened her front door, smiled alluringly at me.

What I saw standing in front of me made my jaw drop and gave me instant wood! Yeah, I was looking at Rarity but not like I’d ever seen her, before.

She was wearing her hair down, those gorgeous purple curls elegantly draping over her shoulders. Her subtle, barely-there touch of makeup was perfect and her smoothly oiled skin glistened softly beneath the sheerest teddy I’d ever seen! It looked like she’d made it from the wings of glass wing butterflies.

Her living room was done up like a sex goddess’ boudoir. Softly glowing candles flickered everywhere, lighting the room in their golden glow. The air was gently touched with a scent of jasmine. Near the center of the room lay dozens of fluffy, cozy pillows laid out like a very inviting bed. Very classy, sexy music played softly.

Fuck me! There was no way I could resist this even if I wanted to!

“Hello, big boy!,” she cooed in her smooth, deliciously erotic Brettish accent as she opened the door wider, inviting me in with her sultry eyes. She turned and minced sexily toward her bedroom, wiggling an inviting finger for me to follow.

Oh, great Celestia’s tits! That ass! As she walked it swung with a finer grace and rhythm than any metronome ever made. I felt every nerve in my body begin to tingle.

As I approached her bedroom door she disappeared into the darkness for a moment then returned and handed me an elegant maroon smoking jacket, asked me to take a moment to remove everything else I was wearing and put it on. She stroked my cheek with a finger. It sent shuddering, delightful chills through every nerve in my body. She gave me a wink and a smile before I stepped in, closed the door and changed. Yeah, it took me two seconds to catch on to what she was doing and I was more than happy to play along.

I stepped into the candle lit room a moment later to find Rarity reclining on the pillows. Her pose was sexier and more beautiful than even the most beautiful classic masters painting I’d ever seen.

Smiling, she wiggled a finger at me seductively, enticing me to join her. I needed no prompting!

She rose from the pillows, her fluid motions as graceful as a cat. Picking me up with her magic, she gently laid me down, straddling my stomach a moment later.

Smiling softly, she pulled the fine satin ribbon that held her teddy closed and a moment later it fell open, revealing the full glory of her soft, firm and magnificently beautiful body.

She gently scooched down my stomach until my cock was nestled between the sweet warmth of her firm, supple butt cheeks.

Again, her horn glowed with magic and a beautiful golden bowl full of grape-like fruits floated into her hands.

Taking one of the fruits between thumb and forefinger, she  leaned forward, bringing her luscious body to within inches of my face and smiling, popped the fruit into my mouth. I closed my eyes and chewed ecstatically.

Without a word Rarity repeated this process while gently rocking her ass against my cock, a sensation that now had me so intensely aroused that my head reeled and my body trembled with excitation.

Within minutes I was gasping breathlessly with arousal, sweating profusely. It was then that I felt an orgasm building in my now pulsing, throbbing cock. I opened my mouth to try to warn her of the impending explosion but she laid a gentle finger on my lips and shushed me, smiling.

Oh, man! If she kept this up I'd blow without her even touching me! I tried to warn her again but was again gently shushed.

She rose from my stomach, settled down beside me. Again her horn glowed and a small glass vial with a tapered pour spout floated into her grasp.

Smiling, she winked at me and poured a drop of the thick, brown syrup on her finger, gently slipped it between my lips.

I actually moaned and my eyes rolled back in delight as the taste of the most exquisitely delicious dark chocolate hit my tongue, exploding all of my taste buds in an orgasm of flavor.

By now I was trembling violently, the tip of my cock spewing pre-cum like a fountain! Again, I tried to warn her of my pending explosion which I knew was only seconds away.

Leaning over me, she dribbled a little of the chocolate on my stomach, began licking and kissing it from my body. The feel of her soft, supple lips on my flesh had me groaning loudly as my body ached and strained for release.

Rarity continued this, trailing an excruciatingly slow trail down my stomach to my crotch. All I could do was lay there moaning and groaning loudly, my head rolling, my tongue lolling out.

“Please! Please!”, was all I could groan breathlessly as she finally hovered her face over the head of my cock, her eyes sparkling as she licked her lips in anticipation.

It was just as she gently wrapped her fingers around my cock that my back arched and, in a window-rattling scream, I exploded all over her face and started spewing a fart that seemed to go on forever!

“Argh!”, she screeched, recoiling in horrified shock as she fell back on her ass, disgustedly brushing the tick gobs of my love juice from her mane and face.

It was then that the stink of my seemingly endless fart hit her nostrils. Her face twisted up in a rictus of absolute disgust as she turned a livid green, violently wrinkled her nose and screamed out, coughing and retching.

I don’t know how and I never thought I could hold so much gas but that fart seemed to go on for a good minute and a half, finally dying out in one last high-pitched squeaking tweet.

Leaping to her hooves she ran about the room quickly blowing out all the candles and, throwing open the drapes, began opening the windows.

A moment later she stood near me holding the golden bowl, angrily whipping fruit at me.

“You have ruined everything!”, she screeched furiously as I lay there mortified, my arms raised trying to fend off the fruity assault.

Suddenly I found myself brutally lifted by her magic. The door whipped open and she threw me headlong into the street where I face planted outside on her walkway.

A second later her door whipped open and she furiously tore the smoking jacket from my body with her magic. It flew back inside like a rag driven by a hurricane.

The door slammed shut and I found myself wilting, mortified, under the gaze of chuckling stallions and staring mares as I desperately tried to hide my shame with my hands.

“Oh, fuck me!” I muttered, completely and totally disgusted with myself.

A second later Rarity’s door whipped open again and my clothes flew out and scattered over her lawn.

“Don’t you ever speak to me again!” she screamed at me as the door slammed shut one last time.

I frantically ran about gathering my up clothes and, leaping into a nearby bush, struggled to put them back on unseen as the roar of the laughter of dozens of ponies filled my ears.

I cowered, trembling, in that bush for over an hour before the laughing died down and I heard the clop of hooves finally walking away.  I spread the branches with my hands, peeked out. Good! Everyone was gone!

Leaping out of the bush I skulked and scurried quickly home, my eyes darting, watching for anyone who might be on the street. I had to hide several times as I spotted mares or stallions who’d been standing in front of Rarity’s house when she threw me out, naked.

All I could do was hold my breath and hope I didn’t shit myself from embarrassment until they passed.

I ran headlong up the last block to my house, slamming the door behind me, winded, breathless, sweating, palpitating and totally mortified.

“You’re back early,”, said Nona when she heard me come in and stepped into the living room.

“Oh... I’m guessing things didn’t go well with Rarity?”, she asked, looking at me like I’d suddenly sprouted over 9000 heads.

“Uh, you could say that,”, I groaned before leaping across the living room, racing up the stairs and hiding under the bed.

I saw Rarity a few days after that. She said nothing but walked past me, her eyes closed and her nose held high in the air, her lips twisted into a haughty, arrogant frown.

Sadly, I suspect Rarity might never speak to me, again.

Oh, fuck me!