Pax's Sexty Minute Pony Stories Submissions

Hi there, author here:

This particular speedfic was not actually a submission to SMPS. In fact, it was a submission for an Equestria After Dark speefic prompt similar to the other blog. I've decided to include the speedfics I write for EQAD in this particular collection so as to not have to create a whole new story.

Thank you, and please enjoy the garbage

Tonight was going to be a special night for Rarity.

All her orders for the week had finally been finished, Sweetie Belle went back home to her parents, and little darling Opal had fallen asleep on her little bed.

Rarity felt her insides churn in excitement; it had been a long while since she had some time to herself. She thought about the different things she could do tonight. Should she read a romance novel? No, she had already read every single book in her collection at least four times. Should she relax by the fireplace with a piping hot cup of hot chocolate at her side? No, she did that last night.

Eventually, she finally came to a decision. All the stress from the past week had begun to build up inside of her. Rarity felt that it wouldn’t hurt to partake in a bout of “stress relief.”

She made sure everything in her room was up to shape before her nighttime “activity.” She made sure that all the curtains were closed, so as to keep her privacy. The room was lined with aromatic candles of various sizes, filling her quarters with the smell of lavender. The phonograph was currently churning music from Octavia Allegreza’s newest record.

“Perfect, absolutely perfect,” she mused as she looked over her hoofiwork.

She trotted over to her four poster bed and laid down on the comfortable silken sheets. She breathed a sigh of satisfaction as she felt the fabric tickle her coat.

It was time to begin....

She began to gently drag her hooves around her body, breathing deeply as did so. The unicorn was trying to conjure a scenario to play in her head so as to make tonight even more interesting. Having read many romantic novels throughout her life, some more “steamy” than others, her imagination was much more active. Sometimes, she would fantasize that she were a mare in distress and she would be saved by a knight in shining armor. Then, she would give her savior free reign to explore every inch of her body.

Her hooves were now approaching a more sensitive part of her body and she let out a gasp as they made contact with her slit.

Maybe she could dream about being a soldier’s wife and having one last night with him before he went off to war.

However, no matter what scenario played in her head, her partner was always the same. In Rarity’s opinion, he was the most special mate that she could have ever known. Ever since he came to age, they had shared each other’s feelings for months now.

That male was none other than the town’s resident drake, Spike; an unlikely couple in every sense of the word. But, she didn’t care, he meant everything for her. For years, she had fantasized about marrying somepony of higher status than her. She dreamed of getting everything she desired, being as big as the most famous of nobleponies. But, she realized that none of them were like Spike; her knight in shining armor. Her dragon.

He was always there for her during her darkest of days. He was always eager to help her, even when fatigue started to creep in. He always treated her like royalty, always at her side when she needed something. When he came of age, she started to feel an attraction to the humble dragon. Now, they were near inseparable.

“Oh Spike....,” she moaned as she began to rub her marehood. She had begun to imagine a particularly fun scenario involving her and Spike at the beach. The fashionista could feel his imaginary lips upon hers and his imaginary claws rubbing her flanks. Rarity began to rub her clit with much more fervor than before. She imagined his long tongue sliding up and down her pussy as she squirmed in pleasure.

Her rubbing became more furious as the dream became dirtier. Rarity could feel him entering her, filling her with his length. Her moans became squeals as she felt her orgasm approach. She rubbed her clitoris hard, praying silently for her release. Eventually, dream Spike released inside of her, driving her over the edge.

“SPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKE!!!” she screamed as she climaxed. Suddenly, the door burst open revealing a scared Spike.

“Rarity!” he cried out, looking around the room for signs of danger, “I heard screaming and......” He was cut off by the sight of his marefriend with her hooves between her hind legs. She immediately tried to cover herself but he had already seen her.

It took him a few minutes to process what he was seeing, and he immediately slapped a claw over his eyes. “Oh Rarity, I’m so sorry! I shouldn’t have burst in like that!”

“What are you doing here at this hour?” she shouted in an irritated voice.

“I was dropping off some gems like you asked me too when I heard you screaming. i thought you were in danger.”

Rarity mentally facehoofed; how could she have forgotten something like that? “How much did you see?” she asked.

“I didn’t see anything, honest. I’m so sorry, Rarity, I’ll leave right now.” He turned to leave, only to have the door magically slam in his face.

“And just where do you think you’re going?” she inquired in a sultry voice.

Spike rubbed his claws nervously; “Um, back home?” he answered.

A smile began to form on her face; a sly, seductive smile. An idea had begun to form inside her head. Why should she fantasize about having sex with him when the real thing was right in front of her? “Are you really going to leave without giving me a good-night kiss?”

“I, um, well I..” Spike began to stutter. Was Rarity really asking that even after he caught her during a private moment? He was immediately silenced by the strong smell of equine arousal coming from the unicorn. She spread legs, exposing herself while still smiling; poor Spike could not resist such temptation. He slowly approached her and climbed on top of her; his member already poking out from between his scales. Over the past few years, he had grown considerably, a far cry from the small, wadling baby he was when they met.

Neither of them were in the mood for foreplay; there was time for that later. Slowly, he inserted his dragon hood into her slit. Rarity moaned in pleasure as he settled inside of her. She never got tired of this feeling, despite having done it multiple times already. Spike pulled out of her and thrust again, this time a bit harder than before. And again. And again. And again.

Rarity began to feel pressure once again build up in her lower regions. By the sound of it, Spike was close as well. She wrapped her forelegs around his neck and pulled him down for a passionate kiss. Soon, her inner walls clamped down on his member and she felt her juices release. She squealed as the climax washed over her, sweat matting down her fur. Soon after, Spike let out a grunt as he released his love into her and he collapsed beside her.

As the heat of their bodies began to die down, they stared into each other’s eyes silently and lovingly.

“How was that, m’lady” Spike asked.

Rarity brought her hoof up to his face and began to rub it softly.

“It was wonderful, my beautiful prince.”

THE END.