Give Me An Ending

by Thunder Ice

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Porn, Second Person, Fetish, Rainbow Dash, Comedy, Sex
Length: 3337

With a needy Rainbow Dash now eager for release, you decide to finish writing your story.

With the first half of your short story done and your body spent at the expense of your mare friend, it's time to return the favor: by finishing what she started.

Contains: Cunnilingus, cum, second-person, more lewd pone, and coffee.

Cover art by Kuren247 on DeviantArt.

Published 2018-04-03 18:10:06 UTC
Last updated 2018-04-03 18:10:06 UTC

"Now... give me an ending."

"Ahh... that hit the spot."

You set your cup down on the counter top and started up the stove. You were through with the blowjob prose, as Rainbow Dash called it, a good half hour ago, and yet even now, you could still feel your body going through the afterglow, and the pleasure rippling through you in a welcoming, yet unwelcoming manner.

Meanwhile, Dash was sitting at the table, squirming slightly and keeping her head down on the table, trying not to moan loudly, as much as she wanted to.

"Hnngh... I never realized how bad this stuff can get," she softly whined as her body ached for pleasure. You sat down at the seat opposite of her, giving her a comforting smile.

"Relax, hon," you told her. "Once the coffee's all hot again, we'll head back up."

She laughed in a mumble. "You're really digging the whole coffee thing, aren't you?"

"Thanks to you, I don't think normal blowjobs will do it for me anymore."

"Then I guess I'll have to buy some more coffee packets and bring them over tomorrow or something," Dash giggled. "Sound good?"

"Sure, if—... Well, actually, why don't we wait until you've had a go? I don't want you spending more than you'll drink."

She shrugged. "Eh, I would've bought extras anyway. Like I said, even athletes need a buzz."

A moment later, she let out a moan after a slight stir in her seat touched her in the right spot.

"Ugh, speaking of a buzz..."

"Just another minute."

"Might as well be just another year at this point," she retorted jokingly.

"I could arrange that."

She cringed enough to overshadow her lust. "Better off killing me then."

"Can't cum if you're dead."

"Good point."

...

The two of you burst into near uncontrollable laughter, amused by the idiotic transaction of words. It was the best part of this relationship—there was awkwardness, but it was a good kind of awkward. You didn't have to hide it from each other, you could just be who you were and she could be who she was. Awkward love.

As if on point, the kettle started to sizzle and scream. You went over and turned off the stove, then grabbed the kettle with a pair of mitts.

"Finally, let's go," Rainbow nearly exclaimed, flying her way up the stairs before you could blink.

"Guess she's really desperate," you joked to yourself.

"What do you think?!" she hollered from upstairs. You laughed and flew your way after her.

When you made your way back into the library, there was no sight of Rainbow Dash anywhere in the room. But you were quick to make a guess. Setting the kettle on the nearby coaster, you went over to the knee-hole where she'd been before. As expected, there she was, sitting down on the floor.

But the part where she was rubbing herself against the floor, you weren't expecting.

"I never realized how soft this floor was," she moaned as her body rocked back and forth.

"You better hope that doesn't stain," you said sternly with a chuckle.

"I don't think mare cum will stain a floor. I mean, sure, it can make a floor sticky, but—"

"If I'm going to eat you out, the last thing I want is carpet fuzz getting in my mouth."

"As opposed to fur getting in your mouth?" she replied with a smirk.

You rolled your eyes at her and sat down back in the seat. It was a little bit sticky from the mess earlier, but it was a welcome stickiness. Dash stopped rubbing herself against the floor and rested herself back onto your lap. She gave a gentle whiff of your pelvis, taking in the scent, and shook slightly from anticipation.

"Hnnngh, I really just wanna go again," she pleaded to herself. "At this point, I really don't care if my throat hurts tomorrow."

"If I was cruel, I'd suggest to wait until it started hurting before you went again."

Dash cringed at the thought of her strained throat taking a pounding in the morning and trying to brave through it... but in a way, she found that interesting, maybe even hot. It wasn't until she started reading a broader sense of stories that she started coming out with all of these new kinks of hers. Pained deepthroats were something you weren't exactly expecting.

"Maybe I'll brave through that. One day, I mean, not tomorrow."

"Right," you laughed. "Alright, get your butt up here."

She blushed, but proceeded to salute you with a smirk. "You got it, boss."

Giving her enough room, you watched Rainbow turn herself around and stick her rear end up from under the table. With a swish of her tail, everything was visible to you: her soft, pudgy cheeks, her round, firm—not to mention tight—butt hole, and best of all, her thick, dripping marehood, winking you right in the face.

Her scent was already unbearable, but in a good way. You loved smelling her arousal. It was like sniffing fresh laundry, but ten times better.

But there was one thing you were quick to notice. Using your wings, you started to gently pull them out.

Rainbow moaned from the somewhat accidental tease and with annoyance. "Ugh, are you seriously pulling out carpet hairs?"

Even though she couldn't see it, she knew you were smirking. "You bet."

"What's the big deal? You're just gonna get my fur in your teeth anyway."

"Yeah, but I don't exactly walk on your fur all the time with dirty hooves that came in from the rain."

"Well, yeah, but..." She was silent for a moment before groaning. "... Ugh, good point. Alright, alright. Just... hurry. I don't want the coffee to get cold before we even get to—"

"All done!" you exclaimed in a joking tone and immediately laid your tongue on her pussy.

"I-It~!" she barely finished, her voice contorting into a mixture of moans and squeals as your tongue ran from the clit to the back of her marehood, taking in the sweet taste of it.

It wasn't a joke when she told you once that it tasted like candy.

"Fuck," she whispered to herself. "About time."

You would've made a quip about her being an "eager little one," but to be fair, you would have done the same thing, so you kept your mouth fixated on the task at hoof... in mouth.

But before you could get too into it, Dash patted one of your hind legs. You let out an open, "Hmm?" not breaking from your rhythm.

"S-Story," she tapped her hoof against the underside of the desk, prompting you to look to the typewriter. You were so into it, you almost forgot.

The typewriter sat, hanging on the last word you typed before you could no longer focus. This time, however, you were much more focused, because the pleasure wasn't going through you, so this would be much easier.

"So how does this part go?" you asked her, curious to this particular prose, considering how it wasn't a "blowjob prose" at this point.

Dash adjusted herself, lifting her legs to rest on your shoulders while she supported herself on the floor. It was such an awkward position, but to be honest—you've done weirder.

"Well," she began, "just like before, you write and keep on writing. Continue right where you left off. But this time, you don't stop until I cum."

You laughed. "So I only gotta write for a few seconds?"

She kicked you in the shoulder, and though it was playful, you could tell a part of her wasn't laughing with the rest of her. It didn't stop you from grinning like an idiot, though.

"Anyway, all you have to do is finish up the story and figure out what to do with it when it's done. From what you've got so far, I'd really recommend you go somewhere further with it. But we'll see."

"I guess," you hummed, gently cupping your mouth back on her lower lips. She winced in pleasure.

"Y-Yeah. I... ah..."

She moaned your name. It was the best part of any night like this... even if you did have to write something along with it. You rubbed a hoof sensually across one of her rear cheeks, while simultaneously focusing on your story. You got to work.

"Melody awoke from her bed to find the stranger standing at the table, fixing himself a cup of coffee. It was morning now, and the air was cool of the gentle wind..."

Immediately, you knew just how much easier it was to write, now that you were no longer on the receiving end. However, it was a tad bit of a task balancing between writing the story and focusing on Rainbow. Occasionally, she would tap you to let you know that you stopped pleasuring her, and you were quick to get going again.

Sometimes, she would sigh in relief and pleasure. Other times, annoyance.

But then again, how could you blame her after teasing her so many times?

"What's so funny?" she asked underneath the table, feeling your mouth curve into a smile.

"Just thinking about stuff, Dash," you hummed into her pussy, emitting a vibrating tone that caused her to shake just a bit.

"W-Well... don't forget, I'm still down here. But d-don't forget about the story, either."

"I know that, you dork." You stuck a tongue out, and though she couldn't see it, she could definitely feel it.

You heard Dash laugh beneath the table, and you exchanged your own before going back into the story, typing away while trying to focus on your mare's pleasure all the same. Your tongue raced up and down her folds, occasionally running little circles around her clit, eliciting a brief little squeak from her throat. Her rear legs shook slightly on your shoulders, and her forelegs tried to adjust themselves against the floor.

To be honest, you felt bad for her—but she always insisted any position remotely familiar to this one was comfortable. But what was so comfortable about holding yourself up on an itchy carpet?

Your tongue went deep into her, or as fast as it could go, and even though Dash was gasping and her arms felt weak, you were busy typing away... typing all about how Melody Lake wanted more for another day, a new morning—all the while, Rainbow Dash was squirming.

"Mmm...!" you hummed in surprise, almost forgetting something. Briefly, you moved your wings away from the typewriter and moved over to the left. Rainbow was quick to get impatient.

"Oh, come on...! What is it this... time..." She stopped as she heard you slurping on something. "... Oh boy."

With a smirk on your face, you kept your mouth closed and swished the coffee around in your mouth, letting it warm up to the point where it was near ready to blister. With a single swallow, your mouth was empty, and your tongue ready.

She wasn't ready for the feeling one bit.

"G-Gah! Omygoshomygoshomygossshh...!"

You laughed in the pit of your stomach and continued to lick the twitching Rainbow Dash as you went back to typing your story.

"Melody smiled in the mirror and gripped the drawer-top tightly as her loving stranger pushed his way into her backside; the mare welcomed him with open hooves... and other appendages."

... There's no way this would sell. Then again... you've seen weirder.

For several minutes, you clamored away on your typewriter and swirled your tongue inside Rainbow's dripping sex, licking away at the candy-flavored liquids and finding yourself lost in the sensation. Occasionally, you would grab another cup of coffee and go right back to licking, and because you were pushing yourself deeper into her, Dash was writhing and squealing louder than you expected.

To hell with those "normal" nights. Coffee nights are the way to go!

""Harder," Melody moaned."

"Faster," Dashie pleaded.

To nopony's surprise, you found yourself getting hard once again, your erection poking Rainbow's belly rather deep, but not enough to make her groan in pain. However, she didn't hesitate to tease you. There were so many times where she would tease you in bed by rubbing parts of her body all over your shaft, particularly her underbelly.

It tickled, and yet it made you want to...

"H-Hey..." Dash whispered beneath the table. "I'm getting close... Oh... fuck... I'm close..."

Coincidentally, you were also nearing the end of the story, at least the end you were aiming for. With your wings firm on the keys and your tongue firmly planted, you continued to type and lick at the same time, not stopping for one moment, not even for another cup of coffee.

Dash felt like she was starting to convulse from the sensation as it began to build up beneath her. Her breathing became labored, and her moans were shaky. She tried to spread her wings out all the way, but couldn't properly do so. It was making her beg for it even further.

"Just let me cum... Please, just let me cum... please, please, pleeeease..."

"Melody gave her companion a weak but true smile, holding him close against her body as she fell asleep. Who needed mornings, other than to have fun?"

And with that, you were finally done with the story, and now there was nothing to hold you back. You firmly gripped her rear cheeks with both your hooves and wings, and began licking like the world was ending, and in that single moment, you felt what it was like to be a dog.

Dash's arms gave out beneath her, and the mare found her upper body falling to the floor, her face pushed against the carpet and her legs sticking high in the air. You wrapped your arms around her waist and hoisted her up. Like this, she was practically upside down. If only she was just a little higher... or shorter.

"I'm gonna cum... Oh, Celestia, I'm gonna cum...!"

Even though you couldn't see it, you knew her face was scrunching up, her eyes were closing tight, and her mouth was closed firmly. But ultimately, her throat failed her, and in a single burst, a moment of ecstatic pleasure, Rainbow froze as her orgasm hit her like a train.

Her cum squirted into your mouth, and you were more than happy to swallow every drop of it. Her moans were loud, her screams louder and broken. Her legs twitched greatly, even bucked the air. You suckled her clit, and it only made her louder and weaker.

"N... Nyah...~"

After half a minute came and went, Dash's orgasm subsided and her body became putty in your arms. She slid out from your grasp and retreated to the underside of the desk. You pushed yourself away from the desk so she could come out from below.

The mare could barely keep herself steady on all fours, her legs wobbly, as if she would fall down any moment.

"Hahh... I... I really, really fucking needed that."

You don't know why, but you loved it when she swore.

"I can tell," you replied, licking your lips clean. "I think you came more than I did."

"I don't see cum coming out of your nose or running all down your chin and neck like it did for me."

Even though it made you blush, you still laughed because it was the truth. Dash rolled her eyes and playfully punched your shoulder, before turning around to the typewriter, having to lean onto the desk to support herself.

"Now, let's see what we got here..."

It took her a few minutes to read from beginning to end, but when she was finished, she set the story down and smiled.

"I'm not gonna lie: This is great."

"You think so? Even the 'open arms' part? That wasn't too silly?"

"I didn't think so. In fact, it was actually pretty funny. Simple use of comedy in something as... well, as hot as this. If ponies tune out over something like that, then they honestly have no idea what they're missing."

You wanted to tell her that that was just her opinion, and that others would be thinking differently. At the same time, she had a point to it. It's not glaring anyone in the face. Besides, you were sure they would be too busy pleasuring themselves to really complain.

Dash looked at you and continued to grin. "You see? I knew you had it in you. You just need a push in the right direction."

"Hmm... like, this direction?" you spoke up. At the same time, you gave her rear a firm spank.

"Gah! Hey!"

"Or maybe in this direction...?"

You gave her another spank, this time from the side, aiming towards the door. Rainbow squealed in hidden delight as her body still reacted post-orgasm. You continued to spank her in several different ways and directions, causing her to weaken further and further, her moans and squeaks rising in quick succession and pitch.

You had no idea why you started doing this, but you were having too much fun to stop now.

"N-No... stop. Wait, I-"

"I just don't know, what do you-"

"H-Hah...aahhhmmnh!"

Her hooves hard pressed to the desk and her legs wobbling uncontrollably, Dash came a second time, not squirting as much as before, but enough to notice.

"... think." You honestly were not expecting that. "Uh... I—"

Before you could finish the sentence, you were suddenly on the ground, on your back, with Dash straddling your shaft with some form of abandon.

"You can be such a fucking ass at times, you know that?"

The way she said it, you would think she was furious if you only heard it. But one look at her face, and you could tell she was trying to hold back a laugh of her own. You knew it would have to take something extreme to actually piss her off.

This was just sexually pissing her off.

"I-I didn't know that was gonna happen," you stammered truthfully with a dumb smile on your face. "Honest."

"Oh, I know, I know... I could forgive that. But when someone's giving you helpful advice, and you catch them off guard by making them cum a second time? Eh eh. I'm not gonna let you go that easily."

In a way, you were starting to wish you didn't spank her.

"W-What are you gonna do?" you asked, anticipated but also quickly scared. She was scary as Tartarus when she was like this, because that's when she was ruthless and cruel. Sometimes, you loved it. Other times...

With a single rub of her pussy against your cock, from the base to the tip, she looked into your eyes and whispered:

"For the next week, I'm gonna tease the hell out of you. You don't get to jerk off or pleasure yourself in any way. I suck you off for one minute an hour for twelve hours. If you cum before the week's up, I'll make it two weeks. BUUUT, if you last the whole week... you can use me however you want. Deal?"

For a second, you stared into her eyes. Even though you loved this side of her, it was always creepy to see her rational side overtaken by that primal lust. The kind that turned her from a brash and lovingly arrogant Wonderbolt, to a submissive, needy little...

"Deal."

Oh, what have you done?

Author's Note

I don't know what to put down here, so ur mum gay and ur dad lesbian.

I started writing this a couple days after I finished Write Me A Story, stopped for a while to play video games, and now weeks later, I decided to finish it at 2 in the morning.

Does this sequel suck? Does it rock? That's up to you, I guess.

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