Harem Scare-Him

Reaching the bottom of the attic stairs, I was once again standing at the T-junction with one path ahead of me, one to my left, and one to my right. Following Applejack’s instructions, I took the path to the right and walked down the hall. I counted out the doors on my lefthand side, stopping when I reached the third one. The door in question was large and made of dark wood, its ornate surface carved with a variety of intricate designs. Shining my light at the door, I saw a note attached to it:

You have bested the scientist’s creation, but you still have a long way to go before your journey’s end. Your next foe lies within this bedchamber, but do not be deceived by the mundanity of its lair. The creature within may sleep in coffin, but you can bet that she is even more lively than you are. Don’t worry; she doesn’t bite...much.

Taking a deep breath, I reached for the door handle and gently pushed the door open. I stepped inside the pitch-black room, my puny light seeming to be swallowed up by the darkness. All of a sudden, the door behind me slammed shut, cutting off what little light had been streaming in from outside. I stepped towards the door and felt around for the handle. Grasping it and giving it a tug, I found that the door had somehow been locked tight and would not budge. “Of course,” I said.

Suddenly, the darkness was driven away, and the room gradually filled with soft, orange light; I turned and looked around the now-visible room. The room was dominated by a large, four-poster bed, its surface ornately carved like the door. Around the room was arranged a variety of lavish furniture including wardrobes, dressers, vanities, and several other types. Every available flat surface was covered with candles, all burning together and bathing the room in their eerie glow. In the corner, I thought I saw a table with one of those old-timey record players sitting on it.

What most caught my attention, however, was the large, black coffin standing upright at the foot of the bed. The coffin was of the lopsided, hexagonal variety, not the straight, rectangular kind. Its smooth surface had been thoroughly polished, the candlelight reflecting off of it and giving it an ominous aura. I started at the coffin, expecting something to happen at any moment. Just when I was beginning to think I would have to go over and open it myself, I saw movement in the corner and heard the record player come to life, spewing slow, atmospheric string music into the air.

A moment later, the lid of the coffin slowly opened, revealing its occupant: a young woman with alabaster skin and purple hair. She was wearing an ornate black dress reminiscent of those worn by the upper-class women of centuries past. Despite its old-fashioned style, it was obviously modern, not being modestly cut enough to be a genuine antique. The low neckline showed off a generous amount of skin, even allowing a small bit of her cleavage to peek out. Beneath her hemline, which reached her mid-calf, I could see that her legs were clad in black pantyhose, and her feet were covered in black high-heeled shoes.

The dress was snug enough to show off the woman’s feminine hourglass shape. Her hips were not notably wide, but her slim waist made them look much bigger then they were. Her breasts were not particularly large, but they were perfectly shaped, hanging from her chest without a hint of sag. Her hair was elegantly arranged, flowing down behind her back like a waterfall. Her arms were crossed over her chest, each one wearing a long, black glove that reached up to her elbow. Her plump lips were painted blood-red, and her eyes, which were closed, were covered in a healthy amount of eye shadow and mascara.

After looking at her for a moment, her eyes flew open, and she stared at me with an intense gaze. Her lips slowly stretched into a smile, and her eyes narrowed. She let her arms lower into a more natural position and stepped out of the coffin, slowly advancing towards me. “Good evening, darling,” the woman said with a heavy foreign accent. “Welcome to my lair.”

“Uh, hey, Rarity,” I said, backing up against the door. “H-How’s it going?”

“That’s Countess Rarity to you, peasant,” she said in a teasing tone. “And if you must know, I’m doing very well.” As she reached me, she gently placed her hands on my shoulders, pressing herself up against me. Rarity normally stood a few inches shorter than I did, but her high heels put her at eye level with me. She looked into my eyes and gave me a sultry look.

“I, uh...I would’ve thought a vampire would be in the basement or something, not a bedroom,” I said.

“Oh, don’t be silly,” said Rarity. “There’s nothing stylish about a dirty old basement. Besides...” She leaned in, bringing her face within a few inches of my own. “If I’m going to make love to someone, then I’m going to do it in the warmth and comfort of a proper bed.” Her tongue quickly dashed across her lips and she gave me a wide grin, revealing off a pair of large, pearly white fangs where her canines should have been.

I chuckled nervously. “You’re not gonna...suck my blood...are you?” I said.

“On any other night, I might,” she said, her hot breath caressing my lips. “But tonight...I’m in the mood to suck something else.”

Rarity leaned in and pressed her lips against mine, locking me in a deep kiss. Her tongue forced its way past my lips, quickly seeking out and taking hold of my own. I pushed back with my own tongue, and we began moving back and forth between each of our mouths. I threw my flashlight aside and wrapped my arms around her waist as we kissed, holding her against me snugly. She lifted her arms up and wrapped them around my neck, ensuring I could not run away.

When we finally broke our kiss, both of us were breathing heavily. Rarity looked at me with a passionate, but domineering look in her eye. “Get on the bed,” she whispered.

“Yes, Countess,” I whispered back.

Rarity slowly released her hold on me and pulled back, allowing me to skirt around her and walk towards the bed. She followed close behind be, standing and watching me as I climbed onto the plush mattress and leaned back against the large pillows. Rarity quickly joined me on the bed, kicking her heels off and crawling up towards me. She smothered me in kisses, leaving lipstick marks all over my lips, chin, and neck. She caressed my skin with her lips and tongue, even going so far as to gently nibble on my neck.

Reaching a hand down between my legs, Rarity apparently decided that I was worked up enough to proceed. She slowly crawled backwards and positioned herself between my legs, keeping her gaze fixed on me the whole time. Her deft fingers made short work of my pants, and my precious cargo was soon on display for her viewing pleasure. She laid down on her stomach on the bed, keeping her feet in the air and bringing her face down near my stiff member. Gripping it gently with her soft silk gloves, she aimed it upwards, giving me a sensual look.

Keeping her eyes locked on mine, she stuck out her tongue and placed it at the base of my shaft, slowly licking all the way up to my head. A soft moan escaped my lips as her hot, wet tongue caressed my sensitive skin. She licked me over and over, covering as much of my shaft with her saliva as she could reach. After finishing my shaft, she moved on to my head, drawing circles around my tip with her tongue. A drop of pre leaked out of me, which she quickly lapped up and swallowed. When I saw her plant a gentle kiss on my tip and pull back, I foolishly thought she had completed her oral ministrations.

Turning her head to the side, Rarity reached into her mouth with one hand and gripped her upper teeth. I was somewhat surprised when she pulled her hand back and I saw a very convincing set of false teeth in her fingers, complete with vampire fangs. She lightly tossed the teeth onto the bedside table, and gave her real pearly whites a quick lick. “I’m sorry for breaking character,” she said, turning back at me, “but I want this to feel good for you.”

Rarity opened her mouth slightly and wrapped her lips around my head, lightly licking my tip. Slowly, she pressed her head down and took me into her mouth, maintaining eye contact the whole time. I watched stunned as she swallowed inch after inch of my member, soon pushing me to the back of her mouth. I thought she was going to stop there, so I was amazed when she kept going, pushing me further back and into her throat. She faltered only once, letting out a soft gagging noise and cringing, but she quickly recovered, continuing to travel downward with a determined look in her eye. When her lips finally reached my base, I almost came from the sight alone.

Sucking in, she formed a vacuum-tight seal around me with her tongue and the inner walls of her mouth. She slowly lifted her head back up, letting a couple of inches out before reversing course and taking them right back in again. She continued bobbing her head up and down, going slightly faster each time. Waves of pleasure shot through my body with every stroke, and I had to fight to keep myself from grabbing her head and thrusting into her myself. The physical and mental arousal from her carnal act quickly pushed me to the edge. I probably would have finished right then and there if she hadn’t suddenly withdrawn, pulling the entirety of my length back out of her with a small pop. My member was dripping wet and aching for release.

My disappointment must have been visible on my face, as Rarity looked up at me and chuckled softly. “Don’t worry,” she said, “we’re not done yet.” She got up on her hands and knees and crawled up the bed, lying down next to me. “After all, the only way to defeat a vampire is to shove a big, hard piece of wood into her.” As she spoke, she reached down and grasped her dress, slowly pulling it up past her hips. Her pantyhose ended at her thigh, where they attached to a lacy, black garter belt. She wore no panties under the belt, her smooth, puffy lips on full display.

Needing no further encouragement, I quickly rolled over, laying on top of her and pressing my tip against her entrance. I rubbed my head against her soft lips a few times, making her moan softly. Gently thrusting my hips forward, I pushed myself past her inner folds and into her hot, wet pussy. Her walls were incredibly tight, but the combination of my lubricated member and her own juices made the journey manageable. Every inch of ground gained elicited another moan from the both of us. By the time I bottomed out inside of her and my tip kissed her cervix, both of us were breathing heavily.

I leaned in and kissed her deeply, our tongues dancing together. Slowly, I pulled myself back out of her, stopping when only my head was still inside. I pushed myself back inside of her just as slowly, making her moan loudly into my mouth. I repeated this cycle over and over again, thrusting slightly faster and slightly harder each time. While I did this, my hands wandered to her chest, gently pulling her already-low neckline down to expose her perky breasts. I gently massaged them, sinking my fingers into her soft, warm flesh and teasing her hard nipples.

After a few minutes of slow buildup, I reached my final sprint, thrusting into her with every thing I had in me. Rarity wrapped her arms around my neck and wrapped her legs around my hips, squeezing me tightly and preventing me from pulling all the way out. We broke our kiss and I stared into her big, blue eyes, both of us moaning loudly as we approached our respective climaxes. The delightful noises she made as I pounded her into the bed were the final straw, and my last shred of willpower crumbled.

With one last powerful thrust, I went balls-deep inside of her, pressing myself up against the entrance to her womb. A loud, masculine roar echoed from my lips as I unleashed the torrent that had been building up inside of me. Rarity wailed in pleasure, gripping me tightly with every part of her body. Her body trembled with each burst I pumped into her, and I held her tightly to steady her. I gave her everything I had to give, until at last my body gave out and I collapsed on top of her, her lying limply underneath me.

We laid there for a while, neither of having the energy to move or even to talk. We stared at each other with half-closed eyes, enjoying the afterglow of our coupling. Eventually, she leaned in and gave me a gentle kiss, smiling weakly at me and stroking my hair. Summoning my strength, I pulled myself back out of her, her weak legs parting to make way. She moaned weakly as I slid past her walls, letting out an adorable squeak as I popped out. I laid down on my side next to her, looking over at her and smiling.

Rarity smiled back at me, her gaze drifting downwards. “Let me get that for you,” she said weakly, rolling onto her stomach and slowly crawling backwards until she had reached my member. She leaned in and gave it a gentle tongue-bath, licking up the thick coating of saliva, seed, and her own feminine juices that covered it. Her touch was soft on my sensitive skin, but even that was enough to make me shiver and moan. When I had been licked clean, she gave me one last kiss on the tip, then crawled back up and laid her head down on the pillow next to mine.

“That sure was something, Countess,” I said weakly.

“Rarity,” she said in her normal voice, smiling at me.

“Rarity,” I repeated, smiling back at her.

She reached a hand up and gently stroked my cheek while we lay there silently. “As much as I’d love you to stay,” she said eventually, “you have to be moving on now.”

“Right,” I said, somewhat disappointed, despite knowing what awaited me. “Where do I go now?”

“Go the library next,” she said. “Head back downstairs to the front hall. The library will be through the big door on the left.”

“Door on the left,” I said. “Got it.”

Rarity leaned in and we shared one last gentle kiss. “Goodbye, darling,” she said.

“Goodbye, Rarity,” I said.

Begrudgingly, I sat up and climbed off of the bed, getting my clothes back in order as I stood. I slowly walked back towards the door, picking up my flashlight from where it lay on the floor. Trying the door handle, I found that the door was unlocked, and gently pulled it open. I looked back at Rarity as I stepped out of the bedroom, and she gave me a smile and a ladylike wave. I smiled and waved back at her, then gently closed the door between us. I took a deep breath and straightened myself, then turned and walked back down the hallway where I came from.