Cheerilee checked the clock in her bedroom. Eleven-thirty, nearly time. She glanced towards the small desk next to her, upon which a piece of paper, an inkwell, and a quill lay. This time, while she was still nervous... she definitely hoped he'd come. Perhaps talking with Big Mac had emboldened her. She now felt it was okay to pursue somepony other than Big Mac - and talking with him had also made her think. If she was going to continue this little relationship with her nocturnal partner, she'd definitely need more than sex. Even if the sex was amazing.

Movement in the corner of her vision prompted her to swing her head towards her bedroom window. The faintest of creaks came from it as it opened, and a familiar batpony stallion stuck his head in, his eyes easily finding her, standing next to her desk. He smiled faintly, and gracefully climbed in, before quietly shutting the window behind him.

Early tonight, Cheerilee thought as she smiled at him. She then glanced at her desk, at the paper and quill, but when she turned back to him he was already right in front of her. He put his hoof underneath her chin and tilted her face up, quickly pressing his muzzle to hers. The kiss became more heated as he pressed more and more firmly into her, and he opened his muzzle to lick her lips. As he pushed his tongue onto her mouth, she obediently opened it, their tongues quickly meeting and pressing together.

As the kiss continued, and Cheerilee let out a soft moan of pleasure, it occurred to her that the pen and paper would have to wait. She wanted more than sex from him, but right then she'd happily take the sex first.

After another moment, the stallion pulled back, leaving Cheerilee lightly panting. He gave her a light grin, and shifted his front aside, and his hindquarters towards her, letting her see his unsheathed, hanging member clearly. He put a hoof around her head and gently pulled her closer, making his meaning clear to her. Cheerilee dutifully ducked under him, opening her mouth and dragging her tongue along his length. He reached a hoof to her flank, stroking her with his hoof as she caressed him with her tongue. After a minute of this foreplay, she took his tip in her lips, opened her mouth as wide as she could, and stepped forward, letting his shaft push into her mouth.

As Cheerilee took his length, he shifted again, facing her fully and placing his front hooves on her back, mounting her from the front and letting her take him more fully. She started bobbing her head forward and back, letting his dick slide along her tongue, while pressing her lips closed and gently sucking on him. She felt a certain sexual giddiness at the idea of taking his dick in her mouth, and soon she pressed further, letting his tip tease her throat with each motion, filling her mouth with his stallionhood with each bob. Finally she took a deep breath, and pushed even further, feeling his tip press past her mouth and enter her throat, before bobbing her head rapidly but shallowly, keeping his tip from leaving her throat.

He started shifting, however, pulling back, while giving her rump a couple light pats. She backed off carefully, his dick leaving her mouth, leaving it feeling empty, before he backed up off her in turn. She stood up, concerned that she'd done something wrong - but he smiled at her and licked his lips, before giving her a quick kiss. As she blushed at the unspoken compliment, he nodded his head towards the bed, and she eagerly trotted to it before lying down on it and rolling to face him.

He approached a little more leisurely, but didn't keep her waiting long, as he hopped up onto the bed and positioned himself by her hindquarters. He faced her, sat down, and licked his lips again, before lowering his head to her nethers and drawing his tongue along her folds. She sighed softly, spreading her legs as he teased her for a few moments. Next he went for her winking clit, and as he caressed it with his tongue she squirmed a little in pleasure, her hind hooves wrapping around his neck.

After another minute of him licking at her, she let out a needy moan, her legs trying to pull him deeper into her. But he withdrew from her, escaping her grip with as she let out disappointed whine. But now he stepped over her, the two staring into each others smoldering eyes for a moment before he lowered himself onto her. She felt his tip tease her lower lips as it had teased her throat, and then he pushed into her, eliciting a moan from her.

She wrapped her front hooves around his shoulders, pulling him in and kissing him as he started to thrust into her. She let out happy, eager noises as they kissed, as he made love to her, as his pace increased and she grew closer and closer to climax. Finally she cried out into his mouth, wrapping her hind legs around his hips and pulling him into her as she came, desperate to hold him and have him fill her. But as her strength faded, as her orgasm petered out, instead of finishing he pulled out - he was breathing heavily, his dick was faintly twitching, but he hadn't finished.

Oh, she thought, this is going to be one of those nights.

He smirked and reached a hoof down, teasing her folds and circling around her clit. It wouldn't be enough to get off to, but it kept her from relaxing, and kept her aroused. She squirmed under him, occasionally giving him disapproving glares - but he just smirked in return, and her eyes kept drifting to his dick.

When his stallionhood had stopped twitching, when the flare had gone away, he stood up, and nudged her side with his hoof. Obediently, she flipped over onto her stomach, and when he grabbed her rear in his hooves, she lifted up her rump. He quickly rewarded her by mounting her and pressing his shaft into her marehood again, making her gasp in delight.

This time, Cheerilee was passive as he rutted her, letting him grip her hips and pull them into his, pushing his length in and out of her. But he was skilled as well as passionate, and he worked his shaft into her at different angles, making each thrust a different experience. She moaned and closed her eyes, letting him have his way with her. She soon felt her orgasm approaching again, and she pushed her hips back into him as she came, moaning and whimpering in pleasure. But she hadn't even finished her orgasm when he pulled out of her, and the hoof that followed was no substitute for his powerful, skilled cock.

She looked back at him, reproachfully. He'd do this now and then (though never on a school night, thankfully!), where he'd hold off finishing and edge himself while making her cum over and over. This could go on for hours if he wanted it to. Again, he grinned at her, stroking her with his hoof as she collapsed onto the bed. He continued stroking her, building up that need in her, until he nudged her side with his hoof again. When she rolled onto her back, though, he did something different - he spun around so his mouth was still above her pussy, but his cock hung over her, enticing her. He backed up a little, letting her look upside at his shaft, before lowering himself, pushing his cock into her open and eager mouth as he started licking at her pussy.

This time, neither of them went for foreplay. As he pressed his tongue into her entrance, she took his cock as deep as she could, letting it fill her mouth as she eagerly sucked on it. She gripped his flanks with her hooves, pulling him forward, making him go deeper into her as he pushed his tongue in and out of her tunnel. This time, she was intent on making him cum, into her mouth and throat - for the first time in their little affair. She pulled and sucked his cock in deeper and deeper, letting out muffled sighs and moans as he brought her closer to another orgasm.

Finally, before she climaxed, she pulled his hips forward, forcing the tip of his cock into her throat again, bobbing forward and back, her lips meeting his base and balls as she took him in as far as he would go sucking him intensely as she moaned. He let out a faint but audible gasp, giving her a thrill of delight that turned into ecstasy as he begin to thrust into her, the head of his cock flaring inside her as he pumped his cum down her throat. She wrapped her hind legs around his head and pulled him into her, making him tongue her even deeper as she came with him, her juices soaking his tongue and mouth.

After a few long, mindless, frenzied moments of passion as they facefucked each other, the pair slowly relaxed. Cheerile eased her grip on him, and he pulled back slightly, his tip sliding out of her throat and pouring the last of his cum into her mouth. His breathing was barely audible, but husky, and she was panting. As he pulled out of her all the way, she let out a satisfied sigh and looked down at his face. "That was amazing..." she said, with a smirk. He looked back at her and smiled - he looked like he was blushing, but she couldn't be sure in the darkness. But he spun around to be face-to-face with her, and kissed her warmly. She kissed him in return, the couple opening their mouths in unison and wrapping their tongues around each other again, her vaginal fluids in his mouth mixing with his semen in hers.

After a few minutes of sloppy, dirty kissing, Cheerilee wrapped her hooves around him and pulled him down to lie next to her, before rolling on top of him, embracing him, and snuggling into him. He made no effort to resist, wrapping her in his own hooves and resting his chin on her head. She let out a soft, happy noise of contentment, and nuzzled his chest while he stroked her back with his hoof, and gently wrapped her in his wings. As the two settled down, she pulled back and raised her muzzle to meet his, giving him one last, short but sweet kiss before settling into him again.

Cheerilee turned her head to glance at her desk, and the paper, inkwell, and quill on it. She would get to them soon, but for now, they were both exhausted and needed rest after their night of passion. Perhaps he'd wake up before her, but with her on top of him, he'd most likely have to rouse her before he himself could get out of bed. Then, maybe she could get some words out of him...

Author's Note

Jeez, it's been a while. But one day, I looked in my notifications, and someone had added it to their favorites... to the "Dead or Dying" bookshelf.

( https://sonofaskywalker.deviantart.com/art/Trixie-Challenge-Accepted-Meme-Edition-S7E02-676517927 )

Clearly, the best way to motivate me is to dare me.
: "I bet you won't finish that story!"
: "Hey, I tell myself that all the time! I'm the only one allowed to do that! So just to contradict you, I'm going to finish this story!"

So, here you go, the long-awaited Night Three. I do hope you enjoy it. I knew I wanted it to involve orgasm self-denial and prolonged sex for a while, I just didn't know how to accomplish it... until this night!