Six Nights of Ecstasy

Rarity was home at the Carousel Boutique, just finishing up a new lineup of gowns for the upcoming fashion show, when she realized what time it was.

She happened to glance up at the clock while moving on to the next gown. "Dear Celestia... I've been at this for hours! It's already midnight? I must get my beauty rest or I'll look awful tomorrow!" She scurried around the room, putting up tools and materials, and hanging gowns up on racks or mannequins.

Tonight, she was alone at the Boutique. Sweetie Belle was off at Fluttershy's for a couple nights with her two friends, so she used the opportunity to catch up on her fashion projects. Apparently she'd abused it, as well.

Rarity finished putting everything up and closed the window, which was letting the cool, night air stream in. She considered keeping it open for a moment, but decided against it. Ladies needed their privacy in the afterhours, after all.

The preppy unicorn spent the next hour getting ready for bed, going through a long, drawn out process, but as she did, she began thinking about something that suddenly occurred to her.

She was absolutely, positively... alone.

Midway through polishing her teeth for the second time, she pondered what this meant for her, aside from having peace and quiet for business. Could she do anything she wanted, unabated and unbothered?

Rarity finished up her nightly routine and wandered out and to her room, where she disrobed and slipped into bed after blowing out her lamps. She continued mulling over all the possibilities with her solitude that night. One common theme that kept playing hide-and-seek in the back of her mind was the inappropriate things she could do with herself.

Putting on her fancy, frilly sleep mask, she plopped down and pulled the covers up to her shoulders, rolling on her side on the silk sheets.

Could she get away with doing naughty things without being bothered? Of course, one of her many fetishes was doing the dirty in public, so the thought of somepony seeing her didn't really bother her, but this was one of her very few times she got the place to herself for this long. She really desired to take full advantage of this glorious and extremely limited opportunity.

She sat up suddenly, tearing off her sleep mask and tossing it on the nightstand beside her bed. "I am not about to let this chance slip between my hooves. Not again! Rarity is going to please herself the way she likes and nopony is going to stop her!" She hopped out of bed and used her magic to slide a small, locked, wooden purple chest out from under it, which scraped and gouged her beautiful floor, but she didn't mind right now. She pulled the key from the hidden location between her mattress and box spring and slid it into the lock, turning it with an metallic click.

When she lifted the lid and peered in, she felt her face growing hot with mild embarrassment. In this chest was her secret collection of high-quality, custom ordered sex toys she'd accumulated over the years. From intricately designed horse cocks, to exquisitely crafted dragon dicks, she had quite the collection. Tonight, her eyes fell upon a certain toy in the bin - the dragon dildo she'd nicknamed Spike.

Rarity blushed heavily, realizing this meant she was still fantasizing about Spike. Although she could never admit it to the poor dragon, she wanted him to plough her from behind on a park bench like a cheap, filthy whore. However, she figured Twilight might not take too well to this, nor would any passersby. So instead, she opted to order a hoof-crafted dragon sex toy she could use in Spike's place.

Made of the finest rose quartz from Northern Equestria, roughly eight inches long, and deeply ribbed along the bottom of the shaft, it was by far her favorite toy. This one was her go-to when she really wanted to get off with the most pleasure. Tonight it would see heavy use if she could help it.

Leaving the chest wide-open by her bed, Rarity crawled back up onto the mattress, holding the toy inches from her muzzle. She sighed with discontent, waving it around. "Probably nowhere as good as the real thing, but I guess it does its job. At least, tonight it will."

She lowered the tip of the thick, round dragon cock to her lips, where she lapped at the tip, imagining Spike's face as she began to orally please him. She was wet instantly, and while she gently rolled her tongue around the head of the toy, moaning softly, she reached a forehoof down between her hind legs and helped herself out.

In her mind, she pretended they were out at the park at the edge of Ponyville on a warm, sunny summer day, just her and Spike, tall and muscular, now fully "grown up". She imagined his eyes squeezed shut as he plead for her to swallow his thick meat stick instead of sitting there teasing him with the tip of her tongue, relishing in the taste of his salty precum.

"Whatever you want, Spikey-Wikey…" She grabbed ahold of the base of the shaft with her free hoof and plunged the toy down her throat, gagging, but undeterred. She wished it wasn't so hard, but then, she had no idea how hard Spike would be. If she really were doing this to him, staring up at him with her big, blue saucer-like eyes while shoving his dick down her pretty little throat, he'd probably be a whole lot harder than this.

Rarity fell abruptly on her back, spreading her hind legs as wide as she could muster to give Spike the best of views while she played with her sopping, tender marehood and swallowed his massive, throbbing prick. She moaned excitedly now, rolling the tip of her hoof around her engorged clit, her hips writhing side to side as she felt the electric pulses emanate from her nethers and spread through her body in waves, sending pulsing shivers up and down her spine.

Continuing the wildly explicit fantasy in her head, she saw Spike moving his hips to-and-fro, thrusting his shaft down her throat while she lay there on the park bench on her back, rubbing herself raw and groaning happily. She felt really slutty at this point, but this only pleased her more. She wanted to be a slut. She wanted to be Spike's slut.

She grabbed his hips from her laying position and helped him thrust harder and deeper. Every time the huge toy disappeared down her throat, she gagged, but she was loving this too much to care.

Rarity slid her hooves up and down the soft coat of her belly, giving Spike a show. Suddenly, she had an epiphany.

Why just one dragon, when she could have two?

Using her magic, she lifted the big, black onyx dragon dildo from the chest and brought it up to her face, where she began licking and sucking ravenously at both, now imagining Spike and a buddy taking her in the park, out in the open for anypony to see.

As her fantasy grew ever-dirtier, she decided to move to the next stage. She lowered the black toy between her hot thighs and pressed the enormous tip to her soaked labia until the lips parted and the toy drove deep into her body.

"Mmmph!" she growled lustily, madly sucking the Spike dick while forcing the other toy in and out of her tiny opening, letting it go in all the way to the balls. Tomorrow she knew she would be achy down there, feeling it stretching her a little too far, but again, she didn't care right now. She was having far too much fun getting double-teamed by a pair of hunky, burly dragons.

The toy pistoned in and out of her while the other nearly choked her. She was having the time of her life soaking the bed on both ends with slobber and mare juices, but this still wasn't enough. She wanted more.

Rarity pulled both toys free, rolling onto her stomach and thrusting her pampered plot into the air. She smiled up at the Spike toy. "Now, you and your friend take what's yours. Don't worry, Darling, there's enough room down there for both of you..."

Guiding the Spike toy behind her, she pulled the black toy free, replacing it with the slobber-soaked idolization, and the other, she gingerly prodded her anus, biting her lip as she let the naturally-lubed toy slide deep into her anal cavity with a gasp and a sigh.

Suddenly, she felt so full back there. With two huge dragon cocks balls-deep in both her cavities, she pressed her face into her pillow and used her magic to start rhythmically sliding them in and out of her holes, grunting and sighing with pleasure. She envisioned both these dragons, one beneath her, one behind her, taking her like the little, petite slut she was, giving her no mercy. Increasing the force and speed on the toys, she could hardly hold down the volume, and let herself cry out with each thrust. The ribbed surface of the underside of the Spike toy was driving her mad and bringing her closer and closer to climax, and the one in her backdoor was forcing the Spike toy to grind against her G-spot, increasing the fiery, pulsing pleasure tenfold.

Now Rarity could hardly contain herself, and she begged for the two behemoth dragons to take her harder and faster, increasing the force and speed of the toys yet again.

"Yes! Mmmmm… Boys, you're doing soooo gooood… Rarity likes it when you're rough..."

The unmistakable tightness of an approaching orgasm began in her loins. She wriggled her hips back and forth as the toys moved faster and harder still, splattering and dripping her juices all over the sheets and rubbing her insides raw. The bed creaked and groaned from the movement, and Rarity's voice echoed off the walls.

"Yes! Harder... Take me harder! Ahhhh… Deeper! Deeper and harder! I'm your... gah… little slut..."

The euphoric burn of the approaching climax drove her to move the toys faster, harder, and deeper still. With each thrust, the toy in her marehood she felt like was breaching her cervix, which she knew she'd regret tomorrow, but right now felt amazing. The one in her rear would no doubt leave her sore, but she loved doing it in that hole, so it was worth it.

A bead of sweat rolled over her brow as she finally gave in, holding back the end no more. Her vision exploded with stars and she squeezed her eyes shut, wave after wave of indescribable pleasure surging through her body from her marehood, which clamped down on the Spike dildo. The toy deep in her anal cavity throbbed and pulsed with the orgasm, adding to the feelings and helping to deepen the intensity. Her legs wobbled and gave way, letting her lower body plop down on the soaked bed.

After a few moments, the pleasure subsided, and she gently pulled the toys free, giving them both a good oral cleaning, picturing the surprised and amused faces of Spike and his pal as she finished them off.

Drained of energy, Rarity dropped the toys into the chest, but left it where it was. Instead, she lay there on her back, still gasping for air and drenched in cold sweat after finishing just minutes ago. It took her a bit, but after collecting herself, she peered over the edge of the bed at the Spike toy, which lay precariously propped up in the chest of toys.

"Someday... Someday that will be the real Spike. Until then, you'll suffice, and quite well." She smiled exhaustedly. "Thanks for the good night again, Dear..." She closed the chest and locked it once again, shoving it back under the bed with a heave of her magic. She'd clean the used toys tomorrow.

Noticing the soaked bed sheets, she groaned with displeasure. "Oh, lovely. Tomorrow is laundry day, I suppose." She rolled her eyes. "Small price to pay for having a good time."

She laid down, pulling the covers up to get warm, and fell sound asleep soon after.