//-------------------------------------------------------// Rarity Gives a Nice Solid Dicking To Seventeen Stallions and Fifteen Mares With Her Trusty Strap-On -by Super Trampoline- //-------------------------------------------------------// //-------------------------------------------------------// Rarity Buys a Strap-On //-------------------------------------------------------// Rarity Buys a Strap-On There was a mare once named Rarity Who noticed a certain disparity. She wasn't transgender, It's just that the splendor of Dicks made her slick on her mare clitty. Yes, dicks were a wonderful presence She loved when she swallowed their essence. She loved when they rammed her And slammed her and crammed her And generally filled her with presents. But all of this penis envelopment Did nothing to stem the development Of a new desire To dangle and fire Her very own phallic flesh element. She didn't want to be a stallion; She loved her vaginal alley and Was happy with marehood; She just wished a mare could Occasionally trade in her valley and Instead in its place have a penis (Of course, there was porn where she'd seen this) The male genetalia Perfect for nailing a Hole keenest ///////// No surgery Rarity wanted So how could a thick dick be flaunted? She realized the answer Lay not in her pants or Her crotch, but the sex shop she haunted. Yes! Rarity was a real pervert. She loved getting whipped 'til her fur hurt. Hot wax or rope bonds, Other accoutrements All manners of toys would make her squirt. Now, naturally she owned a dildo With it in her cooch she felt filled so. Yet it was free standing And hardly commanding the imposing presence she willed though. No, Rarity needed much better. (This thought I confess made her wetter.) She needed a phallus for filling a palace That to her crotch could then be tethered. Yes Rarity needed a strap-on! A big one she could get crap on When ramming the asses Of the horny masses, A penis she simply could slap on. And thus to the sex shop she traveled O'er dirt roads and paved roads and gravel. Aft' trotting for hours She reached the fine towers Of Canterlot and map unravelled. While ponies are not really prudish Celestia thought it was rudish For base institutions: Sex shops, prostitution To be in plain site freely viewed, this Meant that it took a hot minute To find the shop and enter in it. But Rarity Belle Was quite clever as well So she found it and soon was within it. And oh what a world she uncovered! Such sexual sights she discovered! Bridles and breeches And lashes and leashes and All there in plain sight lay uncovered. Yes, this was a store that was worthy! The selection of products made her squee. Her heart rate increased And a blush it bequeathed And it left her lungs feeling quite pursy Now there was a shop back in Ponyville But compared to this it felt like Phonyville It held frilly underwear, hoofcuffs were pink in there Old potions cost too much money still This place was different and bustling Employees were informed and hustling. A wider selection from pumps for erections To Pony Sutra pages rustling. Yes, this was a store that plied pleasure No other against it could measure. It may have been hidden But Rares would have ridden On Tirek's dick to find its treasure. She could have spent hours just browsing, A thought that indeed was arousing, But she had objectives: Her mission directive: Find the best cock the store was housing To that end she strode to the section with a generous dildo collection. Some shook and some spun And they all looked like fun, But she was here for one selection. A strap-on she sought thus to purchase Attached to the pelvis near her tits She'd use it to grind And blow ponykind's mind So she needed to find quite a sure fit. A salespony helped her try models (Some came with their own semen bottles!) Some were short; some were long Some were colorful schlongs But they all were shaped like axolotls. An hour of strapping up later She purchased a new penetrator A sturdy twelve inches with buckles and cinches And even a mini vibrator! Thus satisfied, she headed home Through darkness of night she did roam Her thoughts were indecent And twice on the descent, She stopped to give her clit a comb. At last she arrived at the boutique, Now ready to become a new freak As she drifted to bed Lewd thoughts filled her head Far too dirty for her ever to speak. //-------------------------------------------------------// AAAAAAAASS-ppaloosa! //-------------------------------------------------------// AAAAAAAASS-ppaloosa! There once was a pony named Braeburn And those who thought he was just gay learned That he swings both ways When it's time to graze So he quickly signed up for a turn. That rubber dick far up his rear Quite satisfied him it appeared He moaned with great pleasure While feeling the measure Of Rarity's foot-long schlong gear. Author's Note https://derpicdn.net/img/view/2014/8/24/707025__suggestive_artist-colon-hoverrover_braeburn_animated_bedroom+eyes_dock_face+down+ass+up_featureless+crotch_floppy+ears_looking+at+you_looking+b.gif //-------------------------------------------------------// Twilight Sparkle Has Dorky Fantasies //-------------------------------------------------------// Twilight Sparkle Has Dorky Fantasies Next up in line was a ruler, A princess, a friend, and a scholar. Yes, Twilight stood there, Quite the submissive mare, And Rarity's job was to school her. "Oh I've been a bad bad bad student! Please stick your shaft into my indent. Just punish me viciously That'd be delicious, please Do with me what e'er your intent!" Rarity giggled some softly, As she held her friend's buns up aloftly. "Naughty students get fucked In the ass; you're in luck!" And then Twilight screamed rather off key. Author's Note Skirt up, panties down Now it's time to go to town https://derpicdn.net/img/view/2016/10/2/1263674__safe_artist-colon-ncmares_twilight+sparkle_twilight+sparkle+%28alicorn%29_adorkable_alicorn_book_clothes_colored+pupils_cute_long+sleeves_look.png //-------------------------------------------------------// Rarity fucks Mr. Cake //-------------------------------------------------------// Rarity fucks Mr. Cake Carrot Cake walked in embarrassed, His tail had his genitals caressed. He lifted his tail To reveal that his male Parts were under metallic arrest. My wife you see, has me in chastity And now I'm perpetually flaccid, please Massage my prostate, Making me ejaculate, I want to cum bad, but she has the key! Author's Note https://derpicdn.net/img/2016/8/11/1222226/large.jpeg //-------------------------------------------------------// Spike Finally Has Sex With Rarity //-------------------------------------------------------// Spike Finally Has Sex With Rarity There once was a dragon named Spike Who wished Rarity was a bike That way he could ride her (With flowers he'd plied her, But she might as well've been a dyke.) So now he saw an opportunity In her service to the community To finally do her, But he wouldn't screw her No she would screw him with impunity. "Yes this is worth it!" he squealed, As she rammed it up his happy meal The dragon rejoiced as the moans filled his voice For it seems pegging still held appeal. He never did stick it inside her but as he lay panting beside her He diddled his meat While she pounded his seat Stretching his virgin ass ever wider. Author's Note Note: Assume Spike is 18. Dragons just mature slowly. https://derpicdn.net/img/2016/4/19/1135734/large.png //-------------------------------------------------------// Rarity Sets Up Her Dicking Stall //-------------------------------------------------------// Rarity Sets Up Her Dicking Stall There once was a young mare named Rarity Who thought that missing from her fair city Was a dicking stall Where ponies could call For her to ram her rod up their booty. Determined to remedy this fault --Her dick and herself now a gestalt-- She rented a space at The marketplace that Would house her booty assault. So market day thus came around, and a new stall in town could be found. The sign said "Free dickings!" ("And also free licking!") And ponies did soon it surround. There sat at the booth the creator, She was stroking her anal invader And waiting for someone To step up for some fun But most ponies thought "Maybe later..." At last through the crowd stepped a brave soul Eager to fill in his grave hole The ponies all gasped As Rarity clasped His hips and shook like a rave hall. The stallion sputtered and wheezed As in and out Rarity breezed. The spectators watched As Rarity botched the The tightness of her pegging feast. When done, he stumbled off, satisfied The crowd before Rarity mystified But sure enough soon They did sing a new tune And a line quickly formed outside. Thus started her strap-on adventure, And now, dear reader, we venture Through salient tales of Rarity's nails So steamy they might cause calenture! Author's Note https://derpicdn.net/img/view/2013/7/30/386529__suggestive_rarity_bedroom+eyes_bend+over_if+you+know+what+i+mean_meme_photo_pony+ride_sign.jpg