Slippery When Wet

by Cardinal Dan Productions

Rating: mature
Tags: Spike, Rarity, Sex, Anthro, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance
Length: 3957

While on vacation with all of his friends, one young man’s mistake is another woman’s pleasure, and much to Rarity’s, Spike mistakenly stumbles into the wrong bathroom one fortuitous morning.

While on vacation with all of his friends, one young dragon’s mistake is another mare’s pleasure, and much to Rarity’s, Spike mistakenly stumbles into the wrong bathroom one fortuitous morning.

***Updated: 4-10-2023***

Published 2019-06-10 05:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2019-06-10 05:20:01 UTC

Short: Slippery When Wet

Author's Note

This one-off clopfic has been months in the making, but it’s finally done and ready to read for all you horny bronies out there. It’s been a while since I’ve written anything like this, but I hope y’all like it all the same. There’s more stuff like this in the works, so stay tuned, my lovelies!

Spike: Age 19
Rarity: Age 27

Full credit to cover artist: Ta-Na

Short: Slippery When Wet

***A Patriot Pony Short***

Spike let out a gentle groan as he rolled to his side. Though he was wrapped in the comfort of a modest bed, his skin stung and ached to the touch due to the severe sunburn he received the previous day at the beach. Every time he shifted in bed, or wherever his shirt touched his skin, he felt pain and irritation.

He was two days into his week long vacation at the beach with Twilight and their friends, and the third would soon begin. Not to say that he wasn’t having a great time, but the intense summer heat and his forgetful disposition that caused him to leave sunscreen behind was starting to put a damper on his spirits. Luckily for him, Twilight promised to pick up some burn relief gel before they went down to the shore. All he had to do now was suffer until then. Daybreak was still an hour or so away, and now that he was awake, Spike sat in bed, disgruntled that he would be unable to go back to sleep and forget his burned hide.

Gentle snoring from across the dark room captured his attention, and his eyes darted to the source. It was only Twilight, however, who agreed to share a bed with their most timid friend, Fluttershy, while Spike got a bed of his own. The others: Applejack, Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, and Rarity all shared a neighboring room next to theirs that was connected by a small bathroom and slept in similar conditions.

Spike’s thoughts shifted again as he stared blankly at the ceiling, this time to the previous day. To the toon of Twilight’s breathing, he imagined something erotic, something right out of the cover of a magazine. The picture of his friends skimpily dressed in shapely bikinis that exposed much of their bodies was still fresh on his mind. As an young man, on the verge of nineteen years, how could he not look? It was never for long, though, as whenever one of them even so much as glanced in his direction, his eyes darted away and fix on something else, anything else.

None of them ever noticed his prying eyes taking in their gorgeous figures, he hoped. He feared the worst, of such a thing ever were to happen, but at the same time, he could bring himself to look away. Of all the sights to see at the beach, none were more fascinating than his friends in their most polarizing swimwear, of whom the most modest was Twilight sporting a dark purple one piece bathing suit. To him, all of his friends looked amazing.

His fantastical thoughts of summer fun and sexy swimsuits betrayed him, and Spike quickly felt a disturbance rising in his groin. It took a considerable amount of willpower not to reach for his hardening shaft right then and there. In the comfort and confines of his own room back in Ponyville, he would surly have the luxury of privacy to address the issue, but not here, not with Twilight and Fluttershy in the same room just a few short feet away. He was already restless, and his sex-addled mind wouldn’t do him any favors. Throwing off the covers, Spike quietly slipped out of bed and glided across the carpeted floor towards the bathroom that conjoined their room with the others’, all the while his stiff cock pressed against thigh.

Through the crack at the bottom of the door, a thin veil of light pierced the darkness and illuminated his toes, and inside, the ventilation fan roared loudly. Keeping his eyes on the door handle, he turned it slowly and pushed it open before stepping inside and closing it behind him. It was only after the door gently clicked shut that he heard a sharp ‘gasp’ from behind. Spike turned on his heels and came face to face with a shocked Rarity.

She was pale as a ghost and wrapped in a towel that covered her generously-sized breasts down to her waist. Seeing him, her eyes narrowed into a harsh glare, and her grip on the towel tightened. “Spike, what do you think you’re doing?”

Rarity dropped one hand to her hip as she impatiently waited for an answer, and in nothing but a shirt and boxer shorts, Spike fumbled to come up with a reasonable explanation for his unintentional intrusion. “I... Well, uh...” His eyes darted to the toilet behind her. “I just needed to use the bathroom...”

That was a complete lie, but he couldn’t possibly imagine telling her that he needed a space to himself in order to jack off. Besides, it seemed believable enough, and Rarity looked as though she might buy it. Luckily for him, she did, and her cold look softened a little.

Rarity pursed her lips as she lowered her arms to her sides, physically and socially opening up. “Hmm... I suppose it is my fault for not locking the door.”

He was practically sweating now. His hardened member pressed painfully against his underwear, and he wasn’t sure if he could hide it for long. Additionally, the presence of a stunningly beautiful half-naked woman wasn’t doing him any favors. A single, white towel was all that was between his eyes and what he imagined to be the most gorgeous body in Equestria, maybe the whole world.

Rarity had her back to him now as she approached the shower. “Well, go on and do whatever you must. In the meantime...” She grabbed the towel with both hands and pulled it open, stretching the fabric in both directions as she looked over her bare shoulder at the young man. She had a sparkle in her eyes that left his heart beating out of his chest. “I’ll be enjoying my shower. I’ll be heading down to the pool first thing in the morning, and I simply love the feeling of water washing over my delicate skin.”

She then dropped the towel completely, letting it slide off of her back and fall to the floor. Spike felt a lump in his throat as his cock twitched with excitement. With her bare ass facing him, Rarity fired a subtle ‘wink’ in his direction before stepping into the shower and closing the curtain shut behind her. It was translucent, so her shadowy form was still visible.

Then came a squeak as she turned the shower handle, followed by the sound of cascading water. A cloud of steam appeared over the shower curtain, and Rarity let out a breathy moan. Through the plastic curtain, Spike stared as she lifted her arms above her head and began running her fingers through her hair. As she turned to the side, the silhouette of her prodigious breasts came into view. He’d forgotten entirely why he came into the bathroom to begin with. A pained twitch of his member reminded him quickly, but with this came a sense of frustration as he was now without a place to relieve himself in the way that he wanted.

Spike turned to leave, neglecting entirely that he was supposed to be ‘going to the bathroom’, but before he could reach the door, a loud noise came from the shower. He spun back around just in time to see a purple bottle of body wash slide across the tile floor, stopping by the vanity. It must have fallen through the curtain. From inside the shower, Rarity let out a frustrated groan as she appeared to be searching around her feet for the lost bottle.

Spike retrieved what she’d dropped and approached the curtain, making sure to keep his gaze low as he cleared his throat. “Um... Rarity?”

Her silhouette turned to face him. “Yes, darling? Oh!”

The curtain opened, and Spike was met with a wave of steam. When his eyes opened again, he stood face to face with Rarity with nothing between them but the bottle in his shaking, outstretched hand. Rarity stared at him, eyes wide and smiling, clearly not bothered in the slightest as his eyes poured over her nakedness. He couldn’t help it. It wasn’t his intention to be rude and stare, but his eyes were drawn to her like moths to light, from her soaked hair that clung to her shoulders down to her freshly shaved legs.

He stood motionless, frozen in time as Rarity leaned forward and took the body wash from his grip. “Thank you, Spike... What ever would I do without you?”

Then, she leaned in close, brushing her lips against his cheek before planting a wet kiss.

Spike watched, mouth hanging open, as she retreated back into the shower. He finally found the will to move and absentmindedly rubbed the back of his head as his face fell into a deep blush. He tried his very hardest to say something along the lines of ‘No problem, Rarity’, but what actually came out was inaudible mumbling. He still couldn’t get over just how hot her body was as his eyes fixated on her breasts and hard nipples, now glistening from the water that dripped down her flesh.

Rarity offered him a smirk and shook her head as she put her hands on her hips. “Spike, darling, is there something else you want?”

As though he was brought out of a trance, he snapped back to reality, and his eyes shot up to meet hers. “Huh? Wh-What?”

Her eyes narrowed, but the smile in the corners of her mouth widened. “You’re staring, Spike. I’m only wondering if there’s anything else you’d like from me.” She then lifted her arms and folded them under her breasts, pressing them together and showing off her deep cleavage. “You want to feel them, don’t you?”

Her words echoed in his ears. Spike blinked several times before he could utter a response, and even still, his voice failed him. His first instinct was to recoil. But as he tried to take a step in reverse, Rarity reached out and took one of his hands in her own. With his hand in hers, she guided it closer and closer until it landed squarely on her chest.

Not knowing what to say or how to react, Spike swallowed hard as the palm of his hand embraced the warm flesh of her breasts, switching back and forth between the right one and the left. He couldn’t believe it. Even though it was happening right in front of him, he still couldn’t believe it was real. It was all just a dream. It had to be.

Rarity coaxed him to continue with a seductive smile. “Go on, Spike... You can use both hands...”

He realized his other arm had been motionless by his side and understood what she meant. With his heart racing in his chest, he raised his free hand to her chest and took her left mound of flesh into his fingers, squeezing and playing with it just like he did with the other one.

A sharp gasp escaped Rarity’s lips as his hands stimulated her hardened nipples. “Oh, Spike...” she bit her lower lip and let out a low groan. “You’re something special, aren’t you? So eager to please...”

She grabbed onto the bottom of his shirt and pulled it upward. Helpless against her advancements, Spike released her breasts and raised his arms above his head, allowing his shirt to come up and over before being tossed to the other side of the room. Then, he watched as Rarity knelt before him, the water spewing from the shower head hitting her back. She was now at eye-level with his groin, her mouth mere inches from the bulge in his boxer briefs.

Her eyes darted up to meet his as he stared down at her in a state of utter disbelief. With a coy grin, she hooked her fingers underneath the waistband and began pulling his underwear down. “Let’s just get rid of these, shall we?” Then came the moment she must have been wanting, as his cock came free like a loaded spring, firing outward to meet her.

The smile on her face vanished and was replaced by an expression of shock and awe. After overcoming her initial surprise, she cleared her throat and inched closer on her knees as she took the shaft in her right hand. “Not quite what I was expecting, but not at all unwelcome...”

Spike was feeling so many emotions and sensations all at once that he couldn’t describe half of them if he wanted to. As he watched her bare down on the head of his cock, he could only manage to utter a single word. “Rarity...”

She looked up at him, her mouth half open as the tip touched her lower lip. “Now, Spike, we should be a little more honest with ourselves. I know you want this. You’re in luck, because I want this too... I saw the way you looked at us, yesterday, the way you looked at me. You’re just too fun to tease...”

Then, she went all in, closing her mouth entirely around his head, but she didn’t stop there. Deeper and deeper, she took his cock inside her mouth. Inch by inch, it disappeared behind her beautiful lips until the tip of her nose touched his waist. That’s when he felt something hot and wet stimulating his shaft. While her lips sucked him off, her tongue worked everywhere it could reach.

Spike was in heaven. It was an experience unlike any he’d felt before. He’d been on the verge of an orgasm for a while, but now, he was reaching the breaking point.

Rarity had another idea, though. She let out a heavy breath from her nostrils and backed her head up, allowing his cock, now slippery from her saliva, to fall clumsily from her mouth. She sat on her rear with her back leaning against the shower wall as she observed her form. Spike watched as she traced a finger from her chin to her lip, gathering some of her own saliva and his precum before licking her finger clean.

She then rose to her feet and reached out with both hands, taking both of his hands in hers. “That was wonderful, darling, but I believe we can do better than that. Surly, you’ll be wanting to cum, yes?”

Rarity pulled him forward, and Spike allowed himself to be pulled as he slowly nodded his head. Fully in the shower with her, he was met by the cascade of hot water raining down on them, but that was nothing compared to the heat between their bodies. She leaned forward and surprised in with a quick, but passionate, kiss on the lips. When she pulled away, her eyes batted at his. “I do hope you’ll forgive me for that. I’ve wanted to do that for so long, now.”

Spike didn’t even notice his irritated burns anymore. All he could focus on was the woman in front of him. The kiss she left on his lips triggered something buried deep within him, a hidden desire to claim her for himself now made fully aware. As Rarity turned to face the wall and presented her rear to him, she looked back at him and offered a sort of smile he’d never seen from her before. It almost looked predatory, like a wolf’s snarl. He wasn’t sure if it scared him or turned him on even more.

His throbbing cock was level, pointing directly at the entrance to her slit. An eerie silence fell between them like a blanket, save the showering water and the beating of his heart thundering in his ears. Spike saw her lips move, but he didn’t catch what she said. “What?”

Rarity laughed and rolled her eyes. “Oh, Spike... You’re so cute. I said you can use me this time, but don’t put it in.” She nodded to her rear where her legs were closed tightly together, dripping wet and glistening. “Do you understand?”

Spike was certain that he did, though quite upset that she wouldn’t let him go all the way. It didn’t go unnoticed that she did say ‘this time’, so maybe there was hope for the future. He placed his hands on her ass, extracting a gleeful chuckle from the older woman as he carefully positioned his member between her legs. The last thing he wanted was to upset her when he was this close to fulfilling his lifelong fantasy.

She placed her hands firmly on the shower wall and arched her back as the shaft of his cock grazed against her slit, ever so slightly parting her pink folds. “Mmmmmm... Spike, you’re doing marvelously...”

Her moans were music to his ears. It felt incredible for him too. Not only did it feel exciting in its own right to be performing such a sexual act on an idol of a woman he’d dreamed of for so long, but the pressures put on his penis from the movements against her slit and between her legs felt indescribably good. After fully burying his member, he pulled back and felt the same tenderness in reverse. He then repeated this action on Rarity, thrusting his cock between her thighs again and again until he found a steady rhythm mirrored only by the sound of gentle slaps as his groin connected with her butt cheeks.

“Spiiiiiiiiike...” Her voice was raspy, and she spoke through her teeth. “Oh, darling... Where have you been all my life?” To think... that I could only feel... any real connection with... the one... one man I shouldn’t...”

He increased his pace considerably, subsequently increasing his own pleasure as well as hers. His vision was narrowing, darkening around the corners of his eyes as he neared his peak. He needed to cum, and he was so very close. He had been for so long now, and at long last, he was moments away from the ultimate satisfaction, but something in him snapped. He didn’t want the moment to be wasted, not between her legs.

Spike stopped his thrusting abruptly and pulled back, causing Rarity to look over her shoulder at him with a puzzled look in her eyes. “Spike, sweetie, what’s the ma-“

Her voice failed her as he pushed his cock not against her slit, but inside it. The engorged tip of his member paved the way for the shaft that followed, pushing apart the inner walls of her vagina as he filled her inch by inch. Before long, he was fully imbedded inside her. Rarity’s mouth hanged open, but no sound came out.

Then, Spike started to move his hips. Similarly to how he thrusted before, he moved back and forth a steady pace. New feelings washed over him as every inch of her womb squeezed the shaft of his cock in an attempt to force out the creamy prize it so desperately desired. With every thrust, Rarity parted her legs a little more, allowing him further access as a silent sign of approval. Her entre body shuddered as she let out a muffled scream, bitting her hand as a form of self-censorship to keep them from being overheard by their friends close by. The walls of her slit slammed shut around his member, squeezing him past the breaking point, but against it all, he held back, not wanting to cum just yet.

Rarity let out a loud gasp as he pulled out and flipped her around, pinning her back against the wall, but this brief moment of respite was short-lived. He looked over her body and messy hair, soaking wet from the overhead cascade. She breathed heavily, every inhale causing her breasts to rise and fall. “Spike...” She stared dreamily at him, her lower lip quivering. “I... I want you to kiss me when you put it in...”

The young man moved in on her without a second to waste. Grabbing onto a fistful of her dripping-wet hair, he pulled her head back as the tip of his cock probed her sensitive area. At this, she let out an elated gasp. “Ah! Ha ha... Would you think differently of me if I told you I like it when you’re rough with me?”

He pulled her hair a little harder as he pushed his cock back inside its sheath. Warmth enveloped his member once again, and he continued thrusting like he had been before, only now he was facing her, a position that seemed far more intimate and personal. With his free hand, he lifted her right leg to push deeper than ever before. Gone was the well-mannered young man. Anamilistic insticts were the only driving force behind him now. He needed to feel every inch of the only woman that mattered to him in that moment in space and time. Deeper, faster, stronger, harder, rougher, faster, deeper, stronger, rougher, harder, stronger, deeper, faster... The same words echoed through his mind over and over again.

Rarity’s nails clawed deeply into his back, but he didn’t care about the pain. Right now, it felt glorious, and he loved every moment of it. “Spike...” She groaned through her teeth before bitting into his neck, hard.

That was the final push that forced him over the edge. A dizzying wave passed over him as he achieved the most powerful orgasm he’d ever experienced in his life, climaxing deep inside Rarity. At the same time, just barely remembering her request, he grabbed onto her chin and mashed his mouth against hers, tongue and all, forcing her into a impassioned kiss as he pumped his creamy seed into her sacred womb.

When he was completely drained, they fell together, slumping against the corner of the shower as the water continued to rain down on them. How long had they been in there? Spike didn’t have the faintest idea, and he was too far gone to care.

“That was unbelievably fun, darling...”

He heard a voice, certain that it was Rarity’s. No one else called him, or anyone else for that matter, ‘darling’. Then, he felt a pair of lips touch his cheek.

“I should be getting back to my room, but I’ll be seeing more of you. That’s a promise, my little Spikey Wikey...”

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw her rise to her feet and slip out of the shower, leaving him alone to recover what little bit of sense he had left and to wonder if what had just happened was real or just a heck of a fantasy. His fingers drifted up to his neck and felt the teeth marks left by Rarity, and he let out a long sigh, confirming that it had definitely been real. The marks on his neck and back would be difficult to explain to Twilight, but he was sure an ample amount of sunscreen might be able enough to cover it up. Rarity would have to help apply it, of course.

Happier than he’d ever been before at the idea of having a relationship with her, he quickly gathered himself and rose to his rather shaky legs before turning off the water at last and climbing out of the shower, all the while wondering what the future would hold and hoping for his next encounter with Rarity.

***The End***