John yawned as the clocks neared six fifteen. “Less than a minute to go,” he hummed as the tick-tocking blanked his mind for the twentieth time that shift. “I wanna be home, with my-” his words and thoughts were drowned out by the cacophony of ringing, chiming, chirping and squaking of dozens of clocks.
He covered his ears, shut his eyes, and counted the seconds down until they stopped. “John, time to go home,” his boss said from the back room.
“Thank you, Mister Clockwork.”
A green earth pony poked his head around the corner to the back office. “What’d I tell you about all that ‘mister’ stuff?”
John tapped his chin and acted like he was thinking. “That it’s time for me to go home,” he replied.
Clockwork chuckled and leaned back. “Humans, I swear you’ll drive me crazy one of these days,” he returned with a small cloth bag of bits. “Twelve bits for a great day’s work. Keep it up, you’re a good salespony.”
“Salesman,” John said with a slight frown as he took the offered bits.
“Well, Mister Man,” Clockwork winked and John sighed, looking at the ceiling of the clock shop, “we’re at an impasse, aren’t we?”
“Whatever you say, boss,” John rolled his left hand, “but I’ve gotta go. It’s been a long day,” he gestured to the clocks that decorated every wall.
“Indeed, turn the sign when you go, please. I’m closing shop early tonight. Without my number one salespony, we just don’t seem to sell as much.”
With a final exaggerated eye roll, John turned away from his boss and left the shop, closing the door gently after turning the open sign to closed. “Lousy speciest,” he grumbled and took a step back, nearly stepping on Fluttershy. “Oh sheeze on a bun!”
“I’m sorry, John! I didn’t mean to bother you, I’ll just go away,” she hung her head so low her snout nearly touched the ground, hiding her smirk.
“Don’t be that way, ‘Shy. You’re almost never a bother,” he winked and Fluttershy stood tall, showing her smirk.
“You’re just difficult sometimes, you know that?”
“I know, but as much as I’d love to trade witty banter; I wanna get home. It’s been a long day,” he yawned again.
“Oh, don’t let me keep you. I’m certain Rainbow Dash misses you, so hurry up and get back. I’m certain she’s cooked you a nice meal, after such a long day away from each other.”
“Hey, tease all you want; just don’t let it get back to RD. You know how she is in public.”
A quiet titter escaped the yellow mare. “I do, and it’s why we all like her.”
He smiled smugly. “Just ‘like’?”
“You’re hers stallion, er, man,” Fluttershy looked at a rock she’d lightly kicked with her forehoof, “you should only love her.”
An eye roll preceded his farewell. He passed many ponies heading home before the sun set, waving and offering generic greetings and trading well wishes until he reached his cozy house near the edge of town. He glanced at the windows, looking and smelling for smoke. Finding his senses clear, he noticed the upper floor window was open before he opened the door.
“Love, I’m home,” he called and barely finished when a Rainbow maned mare pressed against his chest in a gentle hug, her blue socks were soft and comforting, and her red collar jingled quietly as she pressed to him while he hugged her back.
Rainbow looked over his shoulder and tugged his shirt, encouraging him inside. He shut the door behind him and wrapped his left arm around her back, just behind her wings, while the other held her haunches to distribute her weight better.
“I missed you, Johnny,” she said quietly while biting his shirt, tugging him toward the dining room.
“What’s with the pulling? You’re not usually so,” he trailed off when he looked at the meal on the table. “Dash, is that fish?”
She giggled and nodded, hugging him and nuzzling into his shirt. “You deserve it, working so hard to take care of the house like a strong man should.”
He smiled and hugged her close, while his right hand slid slightly, his forearm brushing over her panties and stopping when he felt her wetness. Rainbow gasped when he slipped his thumb into her wet foalhole for lubrication before sliding up her slit and circling her anus. She bit her lip and leaned back to look at him.
“Naughty human, dinner first, so we have energy,” looked at him, deep into his blue eyes, and pressed her lips to his, licking his lips with her tongue; causing him to shudder. “I really like when I get you to do that.”
“Only for you, my little anal pet,” he circled her plot and she leaned back.
Rainbow lifted her neck and showed off her collar, proudly. “Just like my tag says,” she said tapping the name tag, then she gave him a playful shove. “Hey, I made this meal special for you, you know. I get a couple days off from Wonderbolting and I wanna spend it with you, so you’d better appreciate it.”
He looked into the dining room and noticed, under the dinner table, several takeout boxes from a restaurant he frequented when they went to Canterlot. He leveled her a sardonic look that Rainbow scoffed at. “What, it was really hard work!” she stammered when his thumb penetrated her while she was gloating. “Bad human,” she hovered and backed away. “After supper,” she winked, “or no fun later.”
“You wouldn’t do that to me, would you?” He raised his hands in defeat when she crossed her forelegs over her chest. “Okay, I’m just excited to eat. It smells just like Le Gryph.”
She rubbed her foreleg anxiously. “Really? Didn’t think you’d notice. Anyway,” she flew around him and pressed her snout against his lower back, pushing, “eat up, I’ve gotta get ready for you.”
“Wait, ready for me? Aren’t you eating with me?”
“Nope: you eat, I go. Hurry up,” she shoved him one last time toward the chair and swooped around his front. She landed and bit the waistband of his pants, tugging them down. “And no pants, house rules.”
He laughed and wiggled with her pulls. “I know, I made them with you.”
He took his seat and scooted the chair closer, the soft cushion saving his bottom from the pain of a hard seat. He began to eat, then he stopped with his spoon inches from his mouth. I didn’t forget something, did I? he wondered to himself. Crap, anniversary? Holiday? Birthday?
Nervously, he resumed eating while anxious of what he’d forgotten. Minutes passed and before he knew it he was almost done with his meal. Quiet flapping tickled his hearing and he swallowed his mouthful, taking a drink of wine to wash his mouth clean. “Hey, Love, you made magic happen again.”
“Hey, come into the living room,” Rainbow called, her voice sultry, scratchy, and excited. She grinned when she saw his reaction. “Like it? It’s called lingerie, Rarity made it for me; for you.”
He looked his mare over from nose to tail. A tight plum colored lacy garment covered her body from the base of her mane to her dock, seeming to add more color to her than she normally had. “You’ve been working so hard lately,” she said blushing and turning her cheeks almost the same color as her outfit, “and I know it’s been a long time since we did anything, so…” she turned in a circle.
He looked at her and felt his cock getting harder as she turned, but when he saw the purple panties she was wearing, modified by her for easy access to her tailhole, his heart skipped a beat in excitement.
She walked toward him and nuzzled between his thighs, moving her muzzle up to his balls. He hummed as she licked them, her hot breath washing over them, her nose brushing the underside of his now hard and ready member. She giggled when she smelled his musk; after a long day’s work it was strong enough for anypony to tell, but only she could enjoy it.
“That’s my human,” she said as she worked her jaw in preparation. She let her tongue loll and took him inside her mouth, just a little while her tongue wrapped around the middle of his cock, making him wet and easier to take. She rubbed her cheek against him, feeling him brushing against her cheek sent a shiver through her.
“Wingboner,” he teased her and she looked up his body with a forced frown. She didn’t waste any more time and took him into her mouth, barely half fit in her mouth before he tickled the back of her throat so she pulled back a little and reared to place her hooves against his thighs and straightened her neck.
“Take it, Rainbow. I need to cum inside you,” he said as he put his hands on his hips.
She slid her mouth deeper onto him, taking in a deep breath she felt complete as she felt his pubic hair against her lips. A feeling of fullness she’d never share with anyone else, only he could make her feel like a real mare. Swallowing naturally, Rainbow got him to moan while backing him out of her throat.
She started moving her head back and forth, breathing in and out between taking him so deep inside her, she’d move her head slightly and relish the feeling of his cock rubbing the inside of her cheeks. Her left hoof moved between his legs and pressed his balls to his leg while speeding her ministrations. The more he moaned, the faster she moved her head back and forth, until she reached her speed limit. She slowed and focused on techniques he liked; rolling her tongue around his shaft when she’d withdraw, humming as long as she could while taking him all the way inside her. She loved his reactions, using her body to help him stay upright while feeling him get closer to putting some of himself inside her.
He grabbed her mane with his left hand and pulled her close to him, thrusting forward and grunting as he started to fuck her mouth. She moaned when she could and let him have complete control of her. He grabbed one of her ears with each hand, thrusting faster and faster. She reveled in the feeling of him using her, she could feeling his cock getting thicker in preparation of releasing his seed into her stomach.
Finally, he thrust hard and pulled her ears hard enough to sting her head as he let his load course down her throat. He groaned loudly as he pressed her lips against her teeth hard for several thrusts, finally letting her go and taking a step back. Rainbow wasn’t having any of it, walking on her hind legs, following him and sucking, trying to get every drop from him. She rubbed his balls, let her hoof slide along the underside of his shaft, getting each and every drop he could give, at that moment.
Finally his legs gave out and he fell to the floor, freeing himself from Rainbow and, more importantly her from servicing him. She over exaggerated a gulp and licked her lips seductively, smacking her lips. “Mmm, I like how salty it is,” she giggled and cocked her head, giving his puppy eyes. “More?” she asked moving closer to him and letting her underbelly run along his throbbing cock. She kissed his lips softly and moved her hindquarters just right, so he was pressing his cock against the base of her tail. “Please, I wanna be your cocksleeve.” She burped and used her forehooves to push herself up. She used her left wing to wave the scent away, but not before he got the scent of his salty musk on her breath.
He moved quickly and she let him grab her cheeks so he could pull her into a kiss. Her palate was clean -if not a little flavorful-, her tongue soft, and she smelled of hay and berries. “Fuck, you’re amazing.”
She pressed her lips to his and play slapped his cheek. “Wrong ‘A’ word.”
He snarled like a predator making her ears flatten to her head and her legs to tremble when her instincts reacted. She loved being his prey and fanned her wings, climbed off him while taking a few extra steps back while a playful look crossed her face. He leaned forward onto his hands and curled his fingers while moving his legs into a sprinters position.
She giggled when he lunged after her; the chase was on. Hunter versus prey, whoever won would choose the next activity, and they both wanted to win. Rainbow clamped her wings to her sides and relied only on her legs, turning around corners and leaping aside when he’d pounce, laughing when he’d grumble and have to catch up.
That is, until her left forehoof lost traction on some flour he’d tossed on the floor during their last pass through the kitchen. With a cry of fear -that was certainly not from Rainbow Dash- she slid into the cupboards. John turned the corner and used his hand to help him swing around, smiling wide while he leapt for her, biting her on the neck while pulling her into a hug to prevent her from opening her wings and escaping.
Rainbow screamed while they played, letting it dissolve into laughs while he gently kissed the underside of her jaw. “Okay, you win! Predator wins, st-stop,” Rainbow giggled and pressed her forehooved to his head. “Down, boy.” He let her go, let her move around until she was on her hooves again, then he turned her around and lifted her hindquarters to line with him and lay in his back.
What he liked to do next was weird to her and her friends when she’d talk about it, but she didn’t complain when he made his way, biting his way along her underbelly, using his hands to slide her until he reached her teats. She never truly understood, or complained, about the human obsession with teats; but it felt good to have attention on that part of her body by the man she loved, and it did feel good, in a maternal way she’d never hope to understand completely.
She felt him squeezing her cutie marks, and while not an erogenous area she felt herself getting wet in anticipation for what he was preparing for. She knew his tells, his motions, grabs, and sounds; and what they all led to. Her collar clinked and brought a huge smile to her face while he licked and gently suckled at her nipples.
His hands found her panties and he began to tug at them. “No, they stay on tonight,” Rainbow said sternly, meeting his eyes when she looked under herself to see him. He looked up her body and met her beautiful ruby eyes, then nodded. “Good, get back to it,” she waved her forehoof at him, encouraging him to get going and stood tall again, on shaky legs, while he chuckled quietly and obliged her.
He let her panties go and slid his first and middle finger along her wet slit, trailing across her perineum, and then slid them to her plot. Rainbow gasped quietly and bit her left forehoof while he pressed gently against her and bit gently on her teat as he gently pressed his finger in to the first knuckle inside her. “Switch,” she said quickly and flapped her wings, hurrying him to move.
He sat up and turned around as she landed facing away from him, tail lifted and aside, her anus swelling every few seconds with anticipation. He opened the cupboard and grabbed one of the dozens of bottles of lubricant they had all over the house, opened it, and wet his right hand heavily.
Rubbing his fingers together, he smiled at the smoothness and then started to trace circles around his favorite orifice. “Ready, Rainbow?” She nodded and he gently slid his index finger inside her tight body. He pulled out and looked at his finger, then smirked. “You cleaned up, didn’t you? Enema?”
She giggled and shrugged. “Maybe I got a potion from Zecora, maybe not.” He imagined seeing Zecora walking away, her tail held high and showing her sweet tight hole. He got three fingers ready and pressed them to Rainbow’s ass, then penetrated her. “Scheezies, are you using your whole hand?!” she asked and wiggled her wings free.
“Nope, just three,” he answered as he started moving his fingers in and out of her. “Fuck, you’re so tight.”
“Potions; don’t stop,” she said softly. She mewled again and reached down her body, between her legs, and let herself press the wet spot on her panties. He leaned back while she pressed her hoof firmly in place, letting his fingering rock her to her first orgasm. Biting her lip, she whinnied and rocked her hips.
He took her hoof off her panties and sat up, pulling her to him and looking into her eyes while they both got aligned into the right position for penetration. He lowered her, her ruby eyes looking into his blue as he cupped her cheeks in his hand. She squeaked quietly, closed her eyes, and leaned into his chest as his rounded tip slid inside her, her tail brushing between his legs as she lowered, taking him all the way into her bottom.
“You feel so good, so huge inside me.”
“You’re tight, Dash, so fucking tight,” he grunted as he guided their lips together into a passionate kiss. Rainbow used her thighs to pull herself closer to him, earning a pleasant groan from him while she slid along the length of his member, out then in, out and in. “Oh yeah,” he trailed his fingers down her neck and to the base of her open wings, pinching them in her special place.
With a pomf, her wings extended fully and she pushed herself back from his chest to playfully glare into his eyes. “What the hay, John? You know,” she bit her bottom lip and moaned, “what that does to me,” she lowered herself and started rocking back and forth, her winking clit rubbing against his body with each thrust. “Oh, Sweet Celestia, I’m gonna cum for you… Oh yes, John, Johnny!”
She screamed and pressed her hips to his as tightly as she could, her vaginal walls milking his hard cock for all she could. He chuckled while she trembled, starting to use his hands to rock her up and down. “Ponies cum so fast,” he reached under her and felt around his cock as it penetrated inside her, adding a little pressure to himself so he could finish faster.
“N-not m-my fault, j-just…”she mewled and leaned forward, biting his chest, “why do you take so long?!” He didn’t answer, instead he rocked to his knees and stood, holding her tightly to his body. “Gah! What’re you doing?”
“It’s too rough on my knees, I need somewhere softer,” he cupped his hands to either side of her tail and held her, his rubbing cock still moving inside her while her pussy winking tickled his mons pubis slightly. He carried her, now smaller body huddled against his abdomen, through the house and upstairs, she squeaked on each step he took.
Once in their room, he laid her on the bed, taking her hind hooves in his hands while starting to fuck her. He watched her winking pussy, aching for some action, but ignored it when he saw himself entering and nearly exiting her body from a better place. A place he loved and could do whatever he wanted to, not like her sensitive pussy, and it’s near instant multi-orgams.
This way, they’d both have to work at it and she could, usually, last longer that way. Wet slapping sounds filled the room while he sped up, feeling himself finally approach his own peak. Rainbow gasped, panted, and whined while he used her tight hole for his pleasure, knowing what she’d do when he was finished.
She reached a hoof down her body and pressed against her panties, every time his hips would meet hers she’d feel the added pressure on her clit, driving her closer to another orgasm. “Bad pony, no cumming again,” he scolded her and pulled her foreleg away from her body, speeding up and pounding her harder.
“Oh, you think so?” she started rocking with him, each thrust rubbing against the spot inside her rump that helped her reach orgasm faster than her hoof could do. “Ah, I’m cumming again. Cumming for you,” she grunted and arched her back, her legs spasming in his grip as she tightened to the level that he know he couldn’t last through.
“Rainbow, I’m gonna cum soon, I feel it. I’m gonna fill your ass with my seed,” he grumbled and reached forward to grip her forelegs, pressing her to the bed.
“N-no, not there. I wanna... taste it. I want you in my mouth,” she gasped. He leaned back and slid free, emptying her body. She slid down the bed, over the side, to her hindlegs. She took the position she head earlier and opened her mouth, waiting patiently while he gripped his manhood. Imagining her tight ass, leaking his cum down her pussy and across her teats was his fantasy.
A few seconds of work was all it took. “I’m cumming, Rainbow, I’m cumming for you,” he reached forward and grabbed her ears, pulling her mouth onto his cock as he came. Thrusting hard against her muzzle she used her tongue to lick the underside of his cock. The feeling of his hot cream pumping from the underside of what was in her mouth, in time with what she felt splurting against the back of her throat was divine.
He let her ears go so she could free him, only to yelp when she held his legs with her forelegs and tripped him, sucking hard as he fell. “What the hell, R-” he gasped when she bumped his belly with her forehead and pressed her lips down until she felt her nose tickled by his hairs.
Bobbing her head up and down, he shivered and shook, attempts to get her off and save himself from the overwhelming feeling was fruitless because she’d just smack his hands away with her wings. Finally, she sucked hard and pressed her lips tightly closed and lifted her head, ending her torture with a pop and exaggerated swallow. “Ahh, every drop.”
He fell limp to the floor, soft carpet padding his back. “Damn, that was… awesome.”
She giggled and flapped, hovering to his side and nuzzling his side to encourage his to hold her. “That’s the right ‘A’ word,” she lifted a forehoof and he bumped it. “That was great. Salty and filling,” she hummed, “you might not be as big as a stallion, but you sure cum like one.”
“Wait, are you talking about my small penis? Because if you are-” he chuckled when she brought her forehoof to his pectoral in a playful hit.
“You know darn well I don’t care about that! I tell you all the time, you’re awesome and the perfect fit.”
“I hope so, I don’t wanna lose you to some stallion,” he teased her with a poke to her side.
“Nope, you’re the only stallion I need. You aren’t like pony’s, you’re different,” she closed her eyes and yawned. “You’re perfect,” she said drowsily and before he could answer she snored, telling him she was out of the conversation.
He kissed her forehead and sat up, letting her sleep while he went to the bathroom and looked around. He moved to the mirror and looked himself over, admiring his reflection and striking several poses before choosing to use the toilet and start the shower, he had just climbed into the shower when a very groggy Rainbow stepped into it with him. “You’re not taking a shower without me,” she said, shoving him aside so she could stand under the water, letting it wash her mane and coat.
“How’d you get undressed so fast?” John asked the mare as she let the water caress her.
“Psh, because I’m awesome and there are things a mare never tells.”
He reached down and grabbed her tail, lifting her hind hooves off the ground. She squealed and flapped her wings sending water spraying around the shower stall and over the curtain across the room, like a captured duck vying for escape. He let her go and she turned to face him, hovering in the air. “What’s that for, jerk face?”
“Just looking under your tail and making sure I didn’t hurt you,” he smirked.
She moved her foreleg in a wide arc, gently tapping his cheek with the wall of her hoof. “You can’t hurt me, even if you try.” Rainbow pressed her nose to his.
“You have my hair on your face.”
Rainbow closed her wings and landed with loud clacking that resonated through the bathroom and his ears. “Where? I don’t see any,” she crossed her eyes looking along her muzzle.
“Come here, ya big softy,” John said taking a seat and using his hand to quickly move his still firm member aside with one hand while grabbing her with the other and pulling her to his lap. “Sheesh, all these rainbow colors and you can’t see the only ones that don’t match?” he held her while she struggled and sputtered under the water, picking hairs from under her chin and the sides of her muzzle.
“Lemme go, you know I’m not a softie.” Rainbow kicked out and used his reaction to twist free of him and stand tall, puffing her chest; pooly. John laughed and pointed at the soggy fluffy fur and feathers she tried to show off. She flared her plumage just before leaping at him, tackling him over and poking his chest and abs with her hooves. “It’s not funny,” she grumbled while poking him.
“You’re… like a wet pillow,” he grabbed her and held her tight, “a pillow I never wanna let go.”
Rainbow blushed, a small smile started. “Hey,” she turned to look up his body at him, “wash my mane?”
“I’ll do just that,” he said. She got off him and he turned to reach for the shampoo, grabbing open air. “Where’s…” he lifted the curtain and sighed. “Your flapping pushed everything across the bathroom.”
“Less complaining, more getting,” she swiped her wet tail at his face and he spat water scented with equine out of his mouth.
“Nag,” he grumbled when he was outside the curtain on his hands and knees, the bottles were being dragged when a firm tongue wrapped around his dangling dick. “Gah!” he slipped and landed on his belly, his greatest injury being avoided by the soft mouth cushioning it.
Rainbow moved back and fell over laughing. “That was too funny! You fell over like a fish,” she held her sides and rolled under the water, coughing and sputtering when she sucked some water into her mouth.
He squirted shampoo into his hand with a frown. “What was that for?” he asked, scooting closer to the grinning mare. He used his free hand to brush her mane from her eyes.
“Ponies have great hearing, you’re lucky I didn’t bite,” she showed her flat teeth and chomped them.
“You’re lucky, too. Who’d fuck you like I do?”
He didn’t wait for an answer and splatted her head with his shampooed hand. She stepped closer and turned aside, relishing in the feeling of his hands massaging through her mane and against her scalp. “I’d never do that, John,” she mumbled something under her breath.
He smiled. “What was that.”
She huffed, sending water misting off her nose. “Fine,” she mumbled louder, “I like you too much.” He pulled her into a hug from the side that she wasn’t in the mood for. “I said I like you, not I’m sappy for you,” she opened her wing to push him away.
“Wash your mane out, I’ll get your tail.”
“Fine,” she turned and looked into the water as it fell, her mane falling flat against her head and body, quietly giggling when he grabbed her tail, pulling hairs gently enough to tickle and let her know he cared about her, “ouch, why’d you pull my tail?”
“You have knots and snarls, Rainbow,” he said, pulling her tail hairs apart with some effort. “This wouldn’t happen if you tied you mane and tail when you went flying. It’d make you more aerodynamic, too.”
“Psh,” she rolled her eyes, “I’m not AJ, I’m not tying my tail or mane when I go flying. Stunt fliers don’t do ‘pretty’ when we can do smooth.”
She winced as he pulled her tail hairs apart. “There, that should do. Okay, rinse,” he said standing again, his cock bopping her head when he reached full height. He moved and stood under the water, just enough to wet his face. She watched it, standing straight out; then her tongue tingled, reminding her that she wanted more, but had to stop early.
She reared and balanced on her hind legs, fell forward and took him into her mouth, resting her forehooves on his thighs. “Mmmmgggpppf.”
He startled, looking down at the mare as she rocked her head back and forth, sliding him in and out of her lips. “I thought you were… done. Naughty filly,” he leaned back against the wall and adjusted the water away from her face, to wash their legs with warm water, “ah, yeah. Good filly.”
She pulled her mouth free and licked her lips. “You taste a little like hay,” she winked at him.
“You eat… oh,” he smirked, “what we did earlier?”
“It was only a few minutes ago, but I want more. Can I suck you off?”
“Wow, what’s with the language? I thought ponies didn’t talk like that,” he looked down his body at the blue mare.
“We do, just in private or when we’re with really close friends and partners. The way you talk would make Princess Celestia blush,” she looked at the wall, in the direction of Canterlot, “she doesn’t blush.”
“Oh, how would you know?”
Rainbow looked up at him, “Because, she’s her. Whatever, just,” she turned her face forward and took him in her mouth again.
“Shit, yeah,” he moaned while she went to work. She tilted her head side to side while performing her skilled action, savoring the precum when she sucked it out. She let it roll around her mouth, coating her tongue and saturating her saliva. She closed her eyes as she felt her spit coating him while she took him deeper into her mouth, into her throat.
She sucked, licked, and used the frog of her hoof to caress his balls while she hovered in a world of bliss, a perfect moment like that happened only a couple times a week, and she savored everything about it.
“I’m gonna cum soon, Rainbow, keep it up, right there,” was what he said to slowly bring her back to reality just in time to realize he was guiding her head to time with his thrusts. She smiled and opened her mouth, saliva pouring out and letting her giggle as she felt him swelling larger in preparation of release.
She shook her head, letting him know to let her go. She felt him thrust into her mouth with his telling way so she pulled her mouth away from him, then moved her forehoof from his balls to the underside of his shaft, aiming the first string of cum into her eye by accident. She shut her eyes and opened her mouth as rope after rope left him, leaving white spaghetti strands across her face and into her mane.
She coughed and hacked, rubbing her eyes under the water to clear them from the stinging sensation.
“Rainbow, are you okay?” John asked as he recovered from his orgasm.
A final cough and hack, “Yeah, the last one went down my throat. Wrong pipe, and my eyes sting a little,” she blinked her eyes under the hundreds of water droplets, “but fuck that was awesome,” she stepped back and rubbed the cum left on her muzzle into her fur. “I’m done,” she licked her lips and moved past John, shaking water from her body before she left.
He watched her leave and shrugged, taking time to shower himself off. “Hey, Rainbow?” he called out to the mare using the toilet.
“Huh?”
“Why’m I still hard and cumming so much?” he asked, washing his head with strawberry shampoo.
“I potioned your fish,” she answered casually.
He stopped rubbing his face for a second. “Glad you did,” he said quietly.
“I know, it was a great idea,” she giggled and flushed, leaving him alone in the bathroom.
Rainbow picked up her lingerie with her wings and moved them under the bed. “I’ll get that later,” she mumbled. She climbed onto the bed and opened the window.
…
John walked out of the bathroom, rubbing his hair with a towel. “Rainbow?” he asked, looking at the open window. “Went out for a fly to dry off,” he yawned and moved to the bed, tossing the covers open. “Well, at least it’s made,” he grumbled. Brushing the crumbs from under the sheets, he lamented agreeing to let her buy cookies earlier in the day. His eye caught the second book in the Daring Do series under the nightstand. “At least now I understand why,” he rolled his eyes.
Several minutes later he believed he’d gotten all the crumbs out of the remade the bed and dried his sweaty torso off with the towel. He went to the bookshelf and picked out a book, laid on the bed, and took his time reading, lifting the book every so often to see if he’d gone down yet. “Darn it, Rainbow,” he hummed and turned a page.
Several pages later his eyes drooped and started to close, quickly pulling him into a blissful slumber. He didn’t notice the blanket being pulled up to cover his naked body, the lights going out, and the mare kissing gently on his forehead. He did stir when a soft body pressed against his side; he turned and wrapped his arm over her, pulling her close and smelling the lime scent in her mane.
Rainbow was a bubbling cauldron of sappy feelings and thoughts, each making her blush and cringe at how much she felt for him. Why can’t I just tell him how I feel? It’d be awesome of me to just say it, but I just can’t. Why?!
Rainbow snorted awake when the scent of frying bacon filled John’s house. She barely had time to salivate before she was flying from his room upstairs to the kitchen, breaking when she entered to land at the table and onto a seat pulled out for her. “Oh, yum. I can’t wait for breakfast,” she licked her lips while looking at his naked butt.
He turned around and she couldn’t help but laugh out loud at the ‘Kiss the Cook’ apron he had on. “Yeah, laugh it up. It’s not my fault I’m naked and cooking you delicious bacon,” he stuck his tongue out playfully. He yelped and hopped forward nearly dropping his spatula when some grease popped from the pan. “Darn it,” he whirled on the pan and slapped its handle with his spatula,” don’t burn me, bad pan.”
Rainbow felt herself blush a little. “Hey, what about me?”
He turned to ask what she was talking about, but stopped when he saw the challenge on her face. He turned around to move the pan off the heat, reached behind himself to untie the apron as her hooves clip clopped on the floor, then in a single motion he turned, pulled the apron over his head, and ran after her.
She laughed and guffawed while running around the bottom floor, letting him almost catch her just as she’d put on more speed to keep away from him. She wouldn’t let him know she was only using a fraction of her actual speed, but the fun was getting caught, not getting away. She flicked her tail in a way that seemed instinctive, actually it was to get it within his grasp.
He didn’t fail her expectations, giving her a tug that stopped her and let him fall onto her, rolling with her and ending with her on top. “Ha, pinned ya,” she grinned victoriously and after a short struggle she used her forehooves to shove him down again. “Pinned ya, again. Wanna go for three, big boy?” He looked up at her with lidded eyes, giving her a look that made her heart flutter slightly. She gazed into his eyes and as soon as he felt her weaken he grabbed her elbows and rolled over on top of her. She managed a surprised ‘eep’, but couldn’t help but look down their bodies and at the position the were in. “So, wanna bang again?”
He laughed. “No, I’m actually hungry for some food, not Skittles.” He pushed up and realized he was sweating and panting slightly as Rainbow rolled over and frowned.
“Why do you always say that? What the hay are Skittles?!” He snerked while walking past her. “The only thing that tastes better than your kisses,” was his reply. It was enough to shut her up, at least, because she didn’t know what to say to that; so she returned to her seat and tapped a fork she’d taken in her feathers to her plate. “Hey, John?” Rainbow asked, looking intently at her fork drawing nothing while she waited.
“Yeah?” the apron wearing human replied while flipping eggs in a pan, stirring oatmeal, and watching the toaster for Rainbow’s slices.
“Why’re you so sweet?” He looked back with a curious expression. “I mean, yeah, ponies are nice’n all that, but that’s on the streets and public. Behind closed doors and in private we’re kind’a jerks. Every one of us,” she frowned at her plate, “even Fluttershy’s really mean. Not always, but she’s not as nice as ponies think. But you’re,” she looked up at the human who had started to take everything off the heat of the stove, “always the same. You don’t act nice out there,” she pointed to a window, “and different here. I don’t get it.”
He started setting food on the table while thinking of an answer. “Well, I know a mare who’s exactly the same. I happen to love her and she’s pretty amazing, most of the time,” he teased.
“Wrong ‘a’ word,” she smiled coyly back.
“But she’s the same out there as she is in here, and even if she was different I wouldn’t think any less of her. In fact, maybe I’d like it more.”
She looked at the food piling onto her plate and scrunched her muzzle. “More? How would you like this mare more, if she was different? Don’t you think she’d be,” she gulped and shifted on her seat, “less of a mare, or the mare he fell for?”
He couldn’t help but chuckle. “No, any mare that’s willing to be themself is more than any other mare in Equestria, as far as I’m concerned. But why I’m so nice? I don’t have a reason not to be. I have an ok job, good friends, and the greatest marefriend, what could make me not happy?”
Rainbow’s wings fanned open and she dropped her fork onto the floor. “Really? You think I’m the greatest marefriend?”
He could see the hopeful look in her eyes and when he nodded he was ready and caught her. She flew around the table and wrapped her forelegs so tightly she was worried she’d hurt him. She hummed in her scratchy voice, then pushed back and hovered. “Hey, you know you’re not too bad either, right?” He tossed a bit of his toast at her with his free hand when she was boasting and laughed until he fell out of his chair; the piece had gone right into Rainbow’s ear and she made quite the show of shaking, shivering, rolling in the air, and knocking her head with her hoof until the offending object was on the floor. She had a dozen things to say and even more she wanted to do to him, but she settled on landing and giving him a playful kick to his side while he was crying on the floor.
She stomped to her seat, flew up to the cushion, and sat with a huff, taking the first bite of oatmeal. He managed to force himself up, his chair with him, and took his seat grinning like it was any holiday with gifts involved. “That was great, wanna do it again?” he picked up his slice of toast and snickered at the death glare she gave him. “Just kidding, sheesh. I’ve got a couple things to do before work today-”
“Am I one of them?” she asked as a knee jerk reaction. Her ears fell and she grabbed a strip of bacon, “I mean, wanna do anything today?”
John shrugged. “What’d you have in mind?”
Rainbow took the meat to her mouth and bit into it. Her flat teeth were perfect for turning the fat off the sweetened salty meat into delightful flavors that mixed around her mouth and gave her the chills. It was just like giving him a blow job, without his musk. Salty, sweet, flavors she couldn’t describe that made her mouth full of joy that no other stallion or man could-
“Rainbow?”
She swallowed a gulp of delicious saliva. “What?”
He smirked and pointed one of his fingers. “You’re getting turned on again.” She folded her wings while blushing. “Every time I make bacon, you get turned on. Why is that?”
She shrugged her stiff wings. “A mare has her reasons.”
“Psh, typical female. Never has an answer when I need one.”
Rainbow didn’t answer, instead focusing on her last piece of meat. She looked at it, noticing John looking at her; watching her look at the strip of pig belly meat he ordered from gryphon traders just for them. Mostly for him, but she liked meat too, as much as her body would tolerate. Hay bacon just wasn’t the same, not since he’d dared her to try it.
She opened her mouth and repeated the experience, consciously holding her wings down while savoring every motion her jaw made to coax more flavor from her stallion’s meat in her mouth. The only thing better than getting her face fucked and filled with his cum, was the fact that bacon flavor lingered and kept some of her desire under control.
“Wow, I’ve never imagined watching someone eat bacon would be such a turn on,” he said with wide eyes and a lustful expression she could read like a Daring Do book. “But, you’ve gotta get to work, right?” he reminded her just as she was starting to get really turned on.
“So? I can be late; I’m the boss.”
“But I respect mares who work hard and are on time,” he tapped his chin. “What’s your orange friend’s name, then?”
She stomped a forehoof on the table so hard everything jumped. “What the fuck, John?!”
“Woah, I was just-”
“Forget it,” she grabbed her still full plate and took it with her when she left through the kitchen window. Her contrail was all he saw of her and the gale force wind in her wake sent everything in the kitchen askew.
He moved to the window and looked out; the warm air blew across his naked body when he leaned over the ledge to see her trail dissipating over his house; out of sight. “I’m sorry, I was just joking…”
…
John walked through town wearing baggy pants and a ruffled shirt that sparkled like gems covered in glitter; an outfit he only wore because of an advertising deal he’d made with Rarity’s brand. Hands in his pockets, he scanned the skies for his marefriend knowing full well that she’d blend in with the sky and be even harder to see if it wasn’t for her tail. He glanced down every now and then to make sure he wasn’t going to step on anypony, and save for a close call every equine was moving out of his way and greeting him like any other friend they’d had.
“Hey, Roseluck. How’s business?” he asked the salesmare who gave a salesmare smile.
“Everything’s been really nice lately. No monsters, horrors from beyond the veil, eldrich abominations are stopped well outside town… I really like having humans around,” she rubbed the back of her neck. “Sorry about when you first got here; I didn’t really mean-”
He held his hands out in a placating gesture and moved closer to her. “Woah, it’s cool. You apologize almost every time I see you and it’s, we’re cool,” he reached his arm out and she leaned toward him so he could scratch her mane. “I think you just like apologizing ‘cause I do this,” he said with a bit of humor.
Roseluck leaned back and gasped. “The horror! Thinking I, an honorable salesmare, would use apologies to get scratches and ear rubs?” she feigned falling back into Daisy’s forelegs while Lily pulled a giant leaf from under the counter for the stricken mare.
Lily looked at him and shrugged. “You have an effect on mares, you should stop-” she giggled and leaned into his hand, letting the leaf fall while Daisy looked on.
“Rose, get up, I wanna scritches, too.”
Roseluck regained consciousness and pushed closer to John, but was passed over so Daisy could get a turn. The four spent about a minute giggling, shoving, and playing, which was what John needed to unwind just then. “Okay, girls, I’ve gotta take my fingers and go,” he said standing tall among the chorus of disappointed whines. “Maybe I’ll see you tomorrow and I can give you all scritches then.”
The flower mares happily waved goodbye as he left, letting him go without holding him back because they knew he had places to be and they had flowers to sell. He glanced back while walking away, getting little peek under the mares’ tails and pouting internally that he didn’t get to see what he wanted, only labia and that wasn’t really his thing.
He finished shuffling through the market in much better spirits now, choosing to make his way to Twilight’s library. The unicorn was many things, and he liked nearly all of them. He walked in the main room after opening the door, since it was a public library and always open as long as anyone responsible could manage the paperwork.
“Heya, Spike. How’s the O and O going? Need a third?” John asked the dragon.
Spike shrugged and picked up a book somepony’d dropped on the floor before leaving to the next room over. “I guess, there’s always room at the table. We have to wait until Twilight’s gone though.”
They shared a conspiratorial look. “Maybe I can call and have a certain pony arrange something? A certain Princess, perhaps?”
Spike was about to answer when Twilight appeared between them in a flash of purple magic. “Princess Celestia?! She’s not here, is she? Oh,” Twilight whined anxiously, “I don’t have anything ready. Spike! Get some tea started, I’ll-” Spike threw the book at her, striking true against her shoulder.
“Twilight, relax! Princess Celestia’s not here, I was just talking with John and her name came up,” the dragon snorted a plume of fire.
Twilight looked at John, then Spike, calming herself with a forehoof to her chest and several panting breaths. “Okay, sorry about that, it’s been a really long week.”
John started scratching Twilight’s head but she moved back. “Hey, I know where those hands’ve been,” she looked at his fingers and noticed one of her hairs on his hand. She took it away with her magic and placed it on her tail for future management. “Besides, Rainbow told me about what you said eariler. What’s gotten into that head of yours, asking to swing with Applejack while you were mating with your marefriend?” she poked his thigh with her left forehoof.
John stammered, lost for words so Spike jumped into the conversation. “Twilight, that doesn’t sound like something John’d do,” right?”
John blinked and shook his head. “Woah, that was not what happened. We were having breakfast and we were teasing each other. I don’t remember everything that happened exactly, but she said something and I just asked if AJ was available, and she flipped out,” he sat cross legged on the floor and crossed his arms over his chest in frustration. “Why’s she gotta make everything into a bigger deal than it is?” he grumbled.
“John, it’s Rainbow Dash. She has to be the best at everything; part of what she thinks that means is embellishing stories. Spike,” she looked at the dragon who had picked up the book, “can you get the plate Rainbow left, please?”
“Sure, why don’t I make some ice cream sandwiches and feed them to you,” Spike replied with dripping sarcasm. “Sorry, that sounded better in my head. I’ll go get that plate, be right back,” he left with the book as quickly as he could.
“Look, I know Rainbow’s a bit of a pain sometimes, but she cares a lot about you. You’re the one she brags about until our minds go numb from the same stories of little adventures you’ve been on. There’s countless times she’s talked about your penis size and how great it is,” Twilight blushed and averted her gaze from the surprised human, “and how you got her to learn new ways to climax…”
“Wait, Rainbow told you all that?” his eyes were wide and he gulped loudly.
“Y-yeah, a lot of stuff about how you two… you know,” she licked her lips. “Oh, where’s Spike?”
“Right here, Twilight. Here, John, I’ve got your plate ready and… why’re you two blushing?” Spike asked, setting the plate on the human’s lap. “Oh, is it another story about Rainbow and John’s sexcapades?” The others looked at him sharply. “What, Rarity says gossip around town says that’s what they do. It’s not like we don’t know anything about sex, Twilight,” he gave her a deadpan look that she turned bright red from.
“S-spike!” she stammered and turned her attention to John. “We were young and curious, I read a lot of books on the topic to guarantee maximum safety and-”
Spike covered her mouth with his hand. “We know about sex, and I have more experience than she does,” he winked and let her mouth go. “Alright, here’s a book that’ll help, if you need it. I’m going to make some ice cream sandwiches, because I’m hungry.”
As he shuffled away in a cocky manner, Twilight shouted after him, “Don’t just eat ice cream, Spike. Remember what happened that one time.”
“Yeah, yeah. I am future Spike,” he waved a clawed hand dismissively getting a harumph from Twilight.
Twilight looked at the book Spike had given and stiffened her posture. John just chuckled at the title. “Camel Sutra, abridged for experience. I take it you’ve seen this book before?” he asked just before Twilight teleported in a flash. He heard her muffled shouts from the kitchen and made out some words about privacy and discretion, then took his leave with book in hand.
He walked to the local park and took a seat on a bench by a tree, opened the book, and blushed slightly at the image on the random page he’d turned to. He tipped the book slightly to the left and smirked. “Yeah, I can see us doing that.” The next hour was spent with him reading and examining images, imagining what his Rainbow would like to do.
A whoosh in the distance got him to lower the book and place it on his lap as he watched Rainbow Dash’s contrail spinning and looping in the air. He stood and waved at her, even though she was probably a mile away. Four seconds later she was a hundred feet over him and fell, stopping face to muzzle with expert skill.
He noticed she was still wearing the collar and it filled him with a sense of pride. He waited for her to speak first to see how much trouble he was still in.
“Look, John,” she glanced around at the ponies going about their own day, “I overreacted and talked with a couple ponies about it and I was just being weird. I mean, in a cool way,” she forced a smug grin that lasted a second before it fell. “Look, I’m sorry and I hope I’m still your pet,” she looked away shyly.
“Rainbow,” he said softly and moved the book under his arm so he could cup mer muzzle in his hands, “you’re always my little anal pet, and I’m sorry for making such a bad joke. I didn’t think it through,” he moved to hug her and she reciprocated, relaxing into his arms supporting her. She swished her tail to cover his hand when it slipped past her thigh, then nickered quietly into his ear when his thumb circled her plot.
“Take me home, we have to have makeup sex,” she breathed quietly enough so only he’d hear.
He chucked and carried her for a few paces, teasing her ass until she realized where she was. She shuffled free and took wing, hovering ahead of him. “C’mon, we’ve got errands to run,” she flew ahead of him, leaving her contrail as a guide to his house.
He walked with urgency to and into his house, closing the door behind him. Rainbow descended the stairs naked, save for yellow socks and pink panties. One of her favorites because it had an expanded tail hole, just for their fun. “John,” she said when she was nearly at the bottom of the stairs, “I’ve been a naughty filly and I should be reminded how to be good.”
She licked her lips when he pulled the string on his pants and they fell and she saw his hard cock, ready for her. “I’m so ready,” he said dropping the book as he pulled his shirt off. Rainbow noticed and ran around him, grabbing the book to look at it.
“Wow, this’ hot! Are you thinking of some new techniques?” she asked turning pages.
His shirt covered her head and she reacted by shaking her head heavily until she was free, she easily found him sitting on the rug in the living room beside the couch stroking his cock. She noticed how much larger it was than his hand and the through of it inside her was thrilling. She flew over to him and landed between his open legs, wasting no time taking him into her mouth and relaxing her throat she he could go deep right away.
He gasped and moved his hand to the back of her head while thrusting his hips up until her lips were pressing against his body. She managed some noises, mostly gulping and humming when she could around him thrusting his meat down her gullet. She loved every thrust, every inch she felt of him ticking the back of her throat.
The sound of his balls slapping against her chin and the scent of his body, all combined with the way he did it just right; in the way she’d taught him she liked it so she wouldn’t be hurt, sent her to near orgasm while he pounded her muzzle.
He pulled her mane and she took in a deep breath when he pulled out of her and came on her face and across her muzzle. She barely had time to open her mouth and catch some in her mouth before he was done. “Aww, that was all?” she whined and swallowed most of his seed while letting some dribble from her lips and down her chin.
“Turn around, I need to feel you,” he said while pushing her, guiding her around. She giggled and moved her legs so he could close his and she moved her tail aside. He held her tail as well and guided her onto him. He slid into her with ease, the ease of a well used mare that was ready to take him inside her.
“I’m ready, remind me that I’m your anal pet.” She leaned back into his chest and he wrapped his arms around her while she relaxed her legs and took him all the way inside her. They both groaned in pleasure when she finally took all of him inside her and he’d reached his hands to her hips. With slow guidance he rocked her back and forth on him, touching spots she often forgot she had.
He pressed against the walls of her insides just right; in just the way that she felt like he was in both her holes. She shook the thought, she was saving virginity for marriage and this was too much fun. He massaged her teats and pressed against her pelvis with his hand and got her to tighten from the sudden additional pleasure.
“Rainbow, damn, you’re so tight,” he grumbled while lifting his hips to maintain pressure on them both.
Rainbow mewled in response. “You’re so deep, John. I feel like you’re pressing my stomach. Don’t stop,” she said lifting her hind legs off the floor and grinding herself lower on him, taking him deeper than she usually let him go. She felt the familiar tingle starting in her chest and getting tighter as they both got the pleasure they needed after a long day. “I’m gonna cum, right there and I’ll cum for you like a good mare.”
He moved quickly and in a motion he had his hand between her wings, her belly on the floor and tail gripped in his other hand. He looked down and watched himself pound into her ass, watched his glistening cock leave and return to its home inside his mare. “I’m gonna cum in you, Rainbow. Fill you with my hot cum, it’s gonna leak out of your ass for hours.”
She moved in time with him, the slapping sounds pushing them closer to climax with each thrust.
The front door clicked open and Fluttershy walked in quickly, closing it behind her. “Rainbow Dash, Twilight said you had a problem and-” she watched as the two lovers climaxed together, their faces twisting in pleased anguish; both of them looking at her as it happened with mild shock in their eyes. The yellow mare’s eyes rolled in her head, her eyelids closed, and with a faint smile she fell over.
“Flu-fluttershy, I’m almost, nng,” Rainbow pressed back against his thrusts, stimulating both of them to finish. Rainbow shakily got to her hooves and moved forward, wind escaping her when he left her body. She felt his seed trickling out of her with each wave of orgasm but ignored it as best she could to get to her friend. “Fluttershy, are you okay?” Rainbow asked, panting shallowly.
The yellow mare’s wings twitched and began to unfurl getting Rainbow to snicker. “John, check it out, she’s super turned on right now.”
He looked aside at them while resting on his knees, sweating and gulping moisture into his throat. He smirked when he saw the sleeping mare with a goofy smile on her face, her stiffening wings were a give away that gave him a naughty thought. “Rainbow,” he shook his head, “let’s go clean up, help me move her onto the couch.”
Rainbow nodded and moved to her side, scooping her up while John moved a pillow. Rainbow got her in position and they both lay Fluttershy on the couch to relax and recover. “Hey, John, she’s winking,” Rainbow gave him a grin that he saw often when she was thinking something as bad as he was.
“No, Rainbow. She’s asleep and has a crush on me, we can’t do that to her.”
Rainbow pouted but relented, giving her friend one last peek under her tail. “I was just gonna rub her a little,” she cowered slightly under his gaze. “It was just to help her, not to be mean.”
“That’s non-consensual, Dashie. You know how important it is that she agrees, or else it’s-”
Rainbow waved her hooves. “I know, don’t say that word. I hate that word,” she frowned at the carpet for a second. “Fine, I’m sorry, John, and I’ll apologize to Fluttershy when she wakes up,” Rainbow looked at her friend, “she’s worth it.”
John rubbed her messy mane and she leaned into it, humming quietly. “Good pet, now let’s go upstairs.”
Rainbow nodded and got up, following behind him, she stopped suddenly and her collar rang. “Hey, I left a spot on the carpet,” she pointed with her wing, a bit of pride in her words.
“Well, we’re just going to have to balance that out, won’t we?” he nudged her with his knee and she quickly trotted past him and upstairs.
She stopped half way and looked back at him. “I really love you, John,” she said and flew the rest of the way upstairs, but not before he saw her blushing. I finally said it...
He grinned widely, chasing after her into the bathroom to clean up and enjoy more time together doing the same things that keeps their relationship strong.
