Sister's Mare

“Aaah~n!”

Sweetie Belle moaned as Rarity licked her ever-so sensitive neck. The heat of her sister’s tongue burning a fiery path across her fur was barely matched by the warmth radiating from Rarity’s hands as they held Sweetie Belle’s wrists down. The little unicorn squirmed as Rarity sucked hickey after hickey across her body, slowly working down to nibble on her painfully hard nipple.

“Squeal for me, dear.” Rarity purred with the soft nub pressed against her lips. And squeal Sweetie Belle did. Rarity would switch back and forth, pleasuring one nipple and then the other, changing hard of soft she sucked with each pass. Sweetie Belle pushed her feet hard against the bed, trying futilely to wriggle away from the amazing pleasure she felt. Rarity knew exactly what buttons little Sweetie Belle loved to be pressed: She knew how Sweetie Bell loved it when Rarity forces her against the bed and fucks her hard, or how she’d loved having her breasts be played with. But most importantly of all Rarity knew that Sweetie Belle loves when she takes control.

Rarity pulled lips from her sister’s breasts, earning her a pained whine when the cold air brushed against Sweetie Belle’s wet nipple. Rarity giggled at the noise, she lived to tease and who better than her dearest little sister?

Slowly Rarity crawled her way upwards to the top of the bed, resting both her knees on either side of Sweetie Belle’s ears. Sweetie Belle looked up and saw Rarity’s wet pussy drip dew off her lips and down onto Sweetie Belle’s face. The fashionista looked imposing, as she stood above, her smirking face softly hidden by her massive breasts.

“Eat.” Said Rarity.

A sparkle of light poured out of Rarity’s lengthy horn before Sweetie Belle felt a force push her read right against Rarity’s pussy. The force of her sister’s face mashing against her cunt sent shivers down Rarity’s spine. She grabbed her sister by hair, curling those purple locks inside her fist, aiding her magic in forcing Sweetie Belle against her crotch. “Eat!” Rarity repeated.

Quickly Sweetie Belle jutted out her tongue and began to eat out Rarity; the salty taste of flesh filling her eager mouth. Sweetie Belle wriggled her tongue deep inside Rarity, eliciting a lovely moan and a wiggle of appreciation from the older mare. Rarity released her magical hold on Sweetie Belle’s head, slowly lowering it to the ground, before grinding her cunt hard against her sister’s face.

“Oh, yes!” Rarity moaned as she humped away. Sweetie Belle felt like she was just a toy for Rarity to get her rocks off, and absolutely nothing turned her on more to be her sister’s sex toy. Sweetie Belle opened her mouth and lapped away with her tongue. Rarity stopped her humping when she felt the tongue enter her and immediately started bouncing up and down, penetrating herself deeper and deeper against the wriggly appendage.

Rarity gripped her sister’s horn in her hand, earning the pleasure of having Sweetie Belle’s moan reverberating through her body. With every writhe Rarity would jerk Sweetie Belle’s hard nub; thumbing the tip while jerking the solid shaft. Sparks of magic squirted out with every jerk, coating the wooden headboard. Sweetie Belle was lost in Rarity’s expert fingers, and she knew that she had to pay back her sister.

Sweetie Belle dived deep, trying to taste farther into Rarity’s tight pussy. She could feel her sister slowly approach orgasm; Rarity’s walls were contracting hard against her tongue all while grinding ever more violently against her face. Sweetie Belle quickly wrapped her lips against Rarity’s clit and sucked as hard she could, pushing the element of generosity over the edge.

Arching her back and letting out a deep moan, Rarity squeezed her thighs against Sweetie Belle’s head, all while humping the little unicorn’s face. Sweetie Belle felt Rarity’s pussy juice spread across her face, into her nose and deep down her throat. Her entire world smelled of Rarity’s orgasm.

Rarity slowed down her thrusting and slowly let the pressure off of her sister’s head, before slinking down beside Sweetie Belle. The two laid there gasping for air, enjoying the warm air fill their lungs and kiss their skin. Rarity rolled over to her side before pulling Sweetie Belle into tight hug, before giving Sweetie Belle a kiss on her forehead.

“Feeling better now, Rarity?” Sweetie Belle mumbled into Rarity’s chest. Rarity giggled at the question. “Absolutely. “

Sweetie Belle hoped that the joke would make the next question slightly less awkward. “So…about that thing you talked about in the morning. About us starting a family….were you serious about that?”

Rarity pulled her sister closer. “I was and don’t worry, it might seem a bit crazy but I know that we’re ready for it.”

“But how?”

Rarity smiled as knew at least two separate couples who would…lend a hand.

“Don’t you worry about that. I have a plan”