Twin Prime Conjecture

by Colors

THERE ARE NO GODDAMN RULES

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The first thing she realized was the sudden and unexpected wave of pleasure rolling throughout her body from between her legs, before she could comprehend her surroundings. Then she realized she was choking, choking on a cock that was pushed way farther into her mouth than what should be possible. Before she could formulate another thought, the cock which had been buried deep inside of her was pulled out, only to then be thrust back inside in a single swift motion. She would have screamed, but the only sound that escaped around the shaft in her mouth was an indistinct gurgling. It was a small room, no open doors, and a hole in the wall in front. Instinctively, she cast a spell to turn a part of the wall into a mirror.

Rarity. She was Rarity.

That was all before the stallion behind her did another thrust, making her involuntarily move her head forward even more. She could hear a satisfied, deep grunt, but before she could parse what it meant, she had to draw back just to get some air. Another thrust. She moaned, trying to suppress a scream not that her mouth was free.

She didn’t know why, but her only instinct was that she needed to do her job well. Rarity had signed up for this, it wouldn’t be fair if she failed. To buy time, she extended her tongue, leaning forward as far as she could to lick along the entire length of the shaft. He must have liked her going so deep before. Another thrust. She whimpered, wondering how much more she could take before the sheer pleasure would knock her unconscious. Desperately, she opened her mouth and took as much of its length inside of her as she could. Simultaneously, she used her magic to comfort the stallion’s balls. Another grunt. Another thrust. Were they getting faster? She wasn’t sure. Another one. Yes, faster. She imagined how she would look like, Rarity’s perfect rear pressed needily against a hole, her most private parts exposed to a complete stranger. Thrust. She drew back.

She didn’t have enough energy left. Panting for breath, she used her magic to jerk the stallion off, caressing its tip with her tongue. Salty. Another thrust. She couldn’t. She would cum. He had to slow down. Another. She could feel her climax building. Another, and she came, came with a silent scream, still jerking on the cock in her mouth. Somehow she had expected the stallion to stop, but he didn’t. Indifferent to her climax, he just kept thrusting inside of her already pulsating depths. Another thrust. It was so quick now. Another. Another. A grunt. She could feel the cock entering her with full force, and then something hot spread all inside her, spread into her womb, filling her further than what she had thought possible. With a groan, the stallion pulled out, and she could feel his cum running down her inner walls and then down both of her legs.

Manically jerking on the cock in front of her, she closed her eyes, not having enough strength left to comprehend anything else, except for the white expanse of nothingness that was still with her. Then hot, salty cum was shot inside of her mouth, and she plunged forward, taking it deeper inside so that the next spurt was sent straight down her throat. Hot. So hot. A third spurt, and a masculine moan. Then a fourth. She could feel it enter her womb, the hotness sliding down into her body. Then it was drawn back. She coughed, and after a few moments, did two shaky steps to lean on the wall to her left.

She couldn’t take more. She had to get out of here. Whatever pleasure she had felt, almost all numbers were larger than that.

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