Author's Note
Commission request:
"Before going to hang out with Rainbow Dash, Anon is helping Rarity around the Boutique. She mentions her feet are sore, so Anon offers to massage them. During the massage, she notices Anon hiding his erection. She's about to say something when Dash shows up to get Anon. He offers her a foot massage too, and although she normally wouldn't accept, since her feet are sore too, she agrees to a quick one. As he gives her the massage, she begins to get aroused too. Sensing all the sexual tension, Rarity decides to try and have some fun. She teases Anon a bit before pointing out his erection. She offers to get him off if he'll return the favor. He gladly agrees and asks Dash if she'll join. Dash is reluctant, but after watching Anon worship Rarity's feet, she agrees too.
It would include foot worship, masturbation, cunnilingus, and end with a double footjob. The footjob would be the longest part of the sex scene. It would need minimal buildup and would be mainly smut. RD and Rarity would be anthro, Anon would be human. I would like the Molestia Package."
Soles - Only Chapter
How the actual hell did you get to this point?
It's not that you were looking for a reason to complain; in fact, it was far from that. You had been thrown curve balls for nearly all of the last three years, and now you found yourselves on one knee in front of an individual who was renowned nationwide- and somewhat internationally- for being the queen of a fashion industry. But, you were not on your knee with a ring, here.
No, for what seemed like ages(in seconds), the woman you were on your knee for was expecting nothing more than an on-the-spot massage. Rarity had complained at least three times about how, if the heels she had weren't her biggest seller, she would have regretted ever making them in the first place. While most of the mares who came to her shop were more than happy to wear the extravagant footwear, Rarity's own feet often found themselves a wreck at the end of a long work day.
And a little massage wasn't anything you were afraid to offer her; she had helped you so much since your sudden appearance in Equestria. In fact, if she hadn't brought you into the boutique to help her with her line-ups- though you often found yourself doing little more than sorting, and testing out a suit-, you would probably be living in a flat of cardboard.
So, as far as you were concerned, this was the very least you could do for a mare that had shown you seemingly endless generosity; and she hardly ever asked you for anything more than to model clothes! And so, with only the two of you in the boutique, Rarity had put a "Closed" sign over the front door early, and took you to her couch. It was just high enough that would not have to struggle just to maintain your posture for her.
Though, there was one thing you had been keeping quiet for some time. Your fascination with the soles of these Equestrian habitants was slowly growing more and more blatant. You had always had a fascination with the feet, no matter how creepy that may have sounded. You had friends back home who knew of your ''disposition'', and they did think you were a bit odd; but, that was normal back home. You weren't quite as sure whether, or not, that these mares, griffons, or other creatures had the same sort of interest in their feet apart from maintaining th health of their lower limbs.
When Rarity had accepted your invitation for a nice little massage, you almost jumped out of your skin in joy. She wasn't the first pony you had seen the bare feet of. Rainbow, Applejack, and Pinkie were the most likely of their group to be seen going outside barefoot; and it was seeing those three in particular that got you really interested. No matter how much those mares put those legs to work, their bare soles hardly ever seem to be soiled; it was just unfathomable how they always stayed clean.
When she sat on her couch, she seemed to plead with you when she asked if you could remove the heels for her; the poor dear had worn the cumbersome, questionable footwear without even a pair of socks to protect her feet. No wonder her feet were sore, there was nothing their to keep them comfortable. Rarity somewhat scoffed when you asked why she didn't wear some sort of sock, or stocking to keep her ankles, and her arches from being so roughly rubbed against by the jewels in the shoe.
Rarity's answer was somewhat of a given, along the lines of "there's no good sock for them", being that she tried to make them as unique as anything she tends to make. You would have questioned her more as to just wear a solid color, since they were easier to find a match; but you felt like not making your boss have to wonder any more about your own fashion sense. She often compared your styles to something Discord would wear if he was to, and it took some times to get her to be satisfied with your wardrobe.
These past thoughts came, and went, within a matter of seconds, though. You approached the couch, and knelt down on your knee in front of the mare you called your boss, and held out your hand; you were offering her for her permission to touch her pristine shoes. Rarity simply smiled, lifting one leg up to offer you the first of the heels, on her left foot.
What you did not come to expect, was that the heel was not the first thing your mind would see. As her leg raised, and before it settles over her other knee in a cross-legged stance, you could swear you could catch a glimpse of something of a soft blue hue underneath the mare's skirt.
"Thank you so much, dear," Rarity said, smiling down at you. "You have no idea how bad these girls need some sort of attentions."
"Miss Rarity," you said, smiling, "it is my pleasure; I might was well do something for you, for a change, or else I would end up owing you a life debt."
Rarity giggled, as her first heel was carefully being unstrapped. You were trying your damnedest not to accidentally destroy a jem, or to overstress the unreasonably this leather-like material; and to take your mind on a more straightened path. Your brain was trying it's hardest to draw attention towards her skirt, and you were forcing your every motion and glance on the slightly pink white walkers.
"Oh, my darling," she said, waving a hand dismissively. "You have done so much work since you came under my tutelage; I doubt you technically owe me a single bit, at this point."
You shrugged. "Still, it just feels right, Miss Rarity."
Why did you just say it like that? You said to yourself. It feels right? How about, it feels like the 'right thing to do', you creep? Try not to draw attention to your excitement, dude.
Rarity could be heard giggling at your slightly off comment, but you could not tell if she was taking it as anything more than a lack of your brain's ability to put a thought before the sound. Your work with the shoe also finally paid off, as the singular garment was finally taken off; and to say her feet had seen a rough day would be an understatement.
They weren't dirty, that was for certain; you were pretty sure Rarity would rarely allow that to happen. They were a bit red, though; and but the... sultry sigh she had let out, it was a nice bit of pressure being released from her feet. The right heel came off of Rarity in a similar matter, though during her shifting, you caught another glimps of a prize that maybe only Opal could see on a regular basis; those panties were definitely blue.
Again, trying to distract yourself from the visual, and moronically shaking your visible head, your body language was beginning to tell Rarity a little story; one that she was keep on watching unfold. Her curiosity about your reaction was nearly doubled, as your reach your hand up, and touched the heel with your thumbs. What you could not see, upon touching the mare's foot, was that the resulting touch caused one of her ears to flick briefly. But she did, and she tried talking as well, to distract from the current situation.
"So," she said, uncharacteristically dropping a 'dear', "did you mention that you and Rainbow were going out for the night?"
You nod, slowly rubbing over the ball of the heel, kneading your thumbs into it. Rarity's ears were slowly folding back against her head as you were rubbing her heel, hands slowly making their way up towards the arch of her foot.
"Yes," you raid, continuing your little massage. "We're going over to a little shack Soarin' rented, I believe, for a sort of bachelor party. Nopony's getting married, either."
Rarity knew what he was describing, but she could hardly focus on her words at the moment. Something felt so strange about the way you were massaging her southern palms. And after a brief trip of your index finger, and thumb, into the crevice between the digits, she finally got a hit of what she was feeling.
Have I really been needing a stallion's touch this badly? She would think to herself Celestia dammit, Rarity Belle, you're getting turned on by a foot massage! Does a human even feel the same way about a foot? You've seen his, they're always so filthy.
She could get internally frustrated with herself, but Rarity could not shake the sensation; and while she knew you had glanced once before, she prayed you might not glance up the next time you have her change her leg position. What she could not be frustrated with, though, was how good of a job you were doing!
She had received countless massages from her friends at the Ponyville Spa, but not one session brought her the level of euphoria as the one she was having right now; practically for free, as well. Though, after what seemed like an eternity on that foot, you asked her to change her position for the other. Rarity had been thinking endlessly during her massage, too. So, for this moment, instead of trying to his her shame, Rarity let the skirt flow freely when she shifted.
This time, you knew exactly what you had seen. No longer just an inadvertent flash, your eyes had almost a full half-second view of Rarity's underside. A pair of baby blue panties, with a lightly darker spot towards her most intimate of regions. Rarity mentally praised herself.
"Oh, you," she said softly. "This is one of the best massages I have had in ages. Please do continue with her partner."
You simply nod in obedience, though you were now truly beginning to hear a blatant, sultry tone from the tailor. And the sight of her undercarriage was now burned into your retinas; though after a bit of introspection, that wasn't what seemed to be causing your shorts to tent. Then the realization hit you.
HEY, FUCKBOY, you mentally lambasted yourself. You've got a major problem in your shorts!
You did not even notice your erection slowly building for most of the massage; and hopefully Rarity was being just as blind as you! You couldn't imagine how you would ever recover from having an erection in front of your boss. You didn't know how hard Rarity was trying to fight, either; though she was trying to push her body in the opposite direction.
The mare did not know what was seemingly driving her, right now; but, it was sorely different than even barely a few moments ago. She was wanting to hide her arousal for the most brief of moments; but even her own mind wouldn't let her escape such a carnal desire. Then she realized it, after having noticed your reactions, and trying your hardest to respect her intimacy, despite the full on assault.
You were being aroused by simply being so low, and in such an advantageous point of perspective; and Rarity, in turn, was being turned on by the fact that just her very feet were turning this simpleton on.
Rarity did not know why this was affecting her, but she felt every urge in her body tell her to fucking act on her needs. Her mind had a plan, and she was doing her best to accomodate any, and all possible chances for it to backfire upon her. unbeknownst to Rarity, something would cause her utter disappointment-- no, devastation-- when a knock came at the door of her Boutique.
While Rarity seemed highly disappointed, if you could not tell by a sudden, groaning sigh, you could not have felt more relieved. The time it would take her to answer the closed door, and tell the customer to get lost would give you enough time. And the voice you heard from the other side of that door gave you all the relief you needed; finally, you could just get out, and go have a fun night with some friends.
Maybe I can try and forget this ever happened, you told yourself, though not too confidently.
Rarity was on her way to the door, as you were calming yourself; and though she wanted to put on her "Service with a Smile" persona, she couldn't help but feel a little miffed by the interruption. The sign clearly said the shop was closed, so it would need to be a very good excuse for being so late. Opening the door, however, she was slightly less pissed at seeing Rainbow Dash on the other side.
"Oh, Rainbow," she said, smiling quite genuinely. "I don't think we were expecting you for another hour or two."
Rainbow Dash simply gave a shrug to her friend. "I know, I just go off of training duty early, and thought I'd stop by to chat while we waited for the time to come."
"Oh, that's fine then, darling. Please, Rainbow, come right on in; he's just in here, helping me with a bit of an issue."
Rainbow happily followed Rarity into the boutique, and over to their corner. You had done a fantastic job of straightening up the floor, so that nothing would seem too unusual; you figured Rarity might even be impressed by it. Rarity, personally, was a bit happy that you were able to clean up the mess in such a short amount of time; there was even a small bit of an air freshener that could be smelled in the air. Though, this worried her a bit about any possible scents she was now leaving behind.
You, in the five minutes that had passed between the knock, and Rainbow Dash appearing in the room, had enough time to run some thoughts through your head.
So, you're turned on by feet, now? You ask yourself. Have you missed a females fucking touch that much? Okay, I will concede with you; the females here are a bit of a utopian idea. Hardly any blemishes on them, and they didn't take offense when you complicated their appearance. So, maybe it's not so strange for you to be attracted to every little thing about them.
The you began to wonder what you were interested in, about the six mares you knew. Fluttershy was definitely sweet; but it wasn't just her timid nature that lured you in. She had a chest that would put primetime Pamela Anderson to shame. Applejack was really sisterly, and seemed to have that sort of sibling-like relationship with everyone; but that didn't keep your eyes of her, either. Because of her sheer strength, the mare was quite lean, and not too different from Dash aside from the size of her bust. Twilight was just your quintessential cute nerdy girl; cute glasses, but a deceptively fiery sassiness if she felt like it. Pinkie Pie always seemed to have a plethora of questionable jokes, and comments at her disposal; she was even quite fit for her eating habits, easily beating you out.
Now it was these two; Rarity, and Rainbow Dash. As for Rainbow Dash, it really did seem more like a friendzone sort of thing; you definitely did hint at an advance, but Dash slyly answered you back through some sort of witty comeback, mixed with maybe an inconspicuous trick here and there. And for Rarity; she had it all in a mare. She was relatively toned, had a chest that rivaled that of any women's wrestlers back home, and was actually quite witty.
And they all had wonderful bodies. Sadly, or not, that was all you could contemplate before Rainbow Dash's voice cut through your thought cloud.
"Hey!" she said, clapping her hands, making you jump a little. "What's going on, you complicated ape?"
She always called you that; it seemed to be one of many consequences of letting Twilight put out that interview on you the week after you popped up. Especially the part about evolution. But, you also had some quips that Pinkie had passed to you, on different occasions.
"Well, Rainbow Crash," you said, smirking back at her, "just doing some chores for the house while we wait for party time."
"Oh, fuck yes!" she said, winking at him. "Soarin' said that it is going to be a blast!"
You could only assume it would be, being that the last Wonderbolt-hosted party you attended ended up in Spitfire bent over a table with one of the 'Bolts down her throat, another massaging his cock with her arches. You could not work that scene from your mind for weeks; you are sure somepony noticed your sheets after nearly three weeks. But, that wasn't important, right now; what was important is you just started to picture Spitfire's feet.
Once more, your mind drifted to a mundane, yet very important part of these ponies' anatomy; Thankfully you had a loud mouth pegasus to keep you out of it.
"That's right," Rainbow said, smirking. "So, maybe a little more cider, and less soda, this time."
You rolled your eyes. "Unlike you Rainbow, I can't just show up to work drunk."
She sighed, rolling her eyes. "Oh, wait, that's right; you get drunk after only a pair of them."
You shrugged; it was true. Back home, a horse could technically drink, because they were just such large animals. Here, it was mostly the same, just with normal, human-sized horse girls. But, while you and Rainbow were reminiscing, Rarity had been starting to think. Almost trying to threaten her sanity, Rainbow Dash had detailed the after-party orgy of the last get together. And she could not help but picture every vivid image of that scene in her mind; and it got her brain to finally work out her plan. Now, it was time to work.
Rainbow Dash did a little bit of the work, herself, looking to Rarity. "Also, Rarity, why are you not wearing your heels? You almost never take those things off!"
Rarity giggled, leading Rainbow over to the couch, sitting herself opposite of the other mare; they were now seated with you right in the middle. Unlike Rarity, who was wearing a white, short sleeve button-up shirt with a matching short skirt, Rainbow Dash was dressed in somewhat casual clothes. She had blue jean shorts that you often considered way too small for her to be wearing, and a t-shirt with the Wonderbolt's logo on the front. You simply looked between the two mares, waiting for Rarity to answer.
"Oh, Rainbow Dash," she said, winking. "I just wear them because they're my most popular item; in truth, they irritate the living hell out of my feet. So, I took them off, and my dear offered me a massage to soothe them."
Rainbow Dash simply glanced at you. "So, you massaged her feet, dork?"
You shrugged. "Hey, you pay a man well enough, he'll do just about anything for you."
Rarity let out a little giggle, grinning a bit. Rainbow Dash could see some wheels turning in the other mare's head, and didn't know whether or not it would be wise for her to go. Rarity let a finger trail along a leg she had crossed over her knee.
"Oh, is that a promise, darling?" she asked, softly. "Maybe Rainbow Dash would like to get a massage too? I know those long days of training, as far as marching is concerned, can be killer."
Rainbow Dash shook her head. "I'm good, Rarity, really. Besides, it's why we alternate between marching days, and flight practices."
"Oh, and that is a good way to do it, Dashie," Rarity replied. "But you don't know what your missing if someone doesn't rub your pain away; even if it's just a minor ache."
While the two mares were having a civilized discussion about a foot massage, your mind was slightly taken off track when Rarity gently lay her unfinished foot over your lap. You weren't a dumb man, so you took the hint to keep going, though you did notice her posture change; you also took note of what seemed to be a wardrobe change. Has that top button been undone all day?
Your mind, once more, began to shift towards Rarity's very body; and like before, her surprisingly soft skin on the feet seemed to entrance you a little. What you didn't know, is that outside of the conversation between the mares, is that another battle was raging. Rarity's own scents were filling the room as she once more began reacting to the massage; and Rainbow Dash was no stranger to smelling her own friends. While she doesn't get intimate with many ponies, she knows when somepony is getting ready to play. And Rarity was quite ready.
Rainbow's own mind started to race now, under the influence of some of Rarity's own pheromones, and what seemed to be an actually good rub down from the ape. She finally started taking some of Rarity's insistence into consideration as you worked your way to a stopping point with Rarity. Rainbow finally made her decision when you finished, noticing Rarity was actually near somewhat labored breathing.
"You know what, bucko," she said to you. "I think your making the case for this massage, right now. I think I should take you up on it."
You nod, smiling as you let the foot go. "Just rest your leg up here, then, Dash. I don't have a problem with it."
Rainbow nodded, with a mix of some excitement, and a bit of hesitation in her actions. Before she could fully commit to it, though, Rarity grabbed your shoulder, and leaned into your ear, whispering.
"Darling," she said softly, kissing your cheek. "I can feel everything under my foot right now, and I want you to know it's alright. In fact, if you make Rainbow's massage really good, I'll give you an extra bit of compensation."
The amount of intention this mare's message was more than enough to finally make your brain snap, somewhat. You just nodded to Rarity, slowly moving Rainbow's feet off of your knees, making your way to the floor.
Rainbow Dash would watch you curiously, tilting her head. "Um, why are you going down there...?"
She let the question trail away as you untied her tennis shoes. Unlike the heels, Rainbow Dash's steppers were so much more convenient to uncover; though, like her friend's, they were also in great shape. You reasoned that the mare likely cleaned up a bit, in preparation for tonight. But, the look of the feet, no matter how enticing, was not your goal here.
You had never made love to a mare's foot, before, and despite that, you were not about to let Rainbow walk out without doing it properly. Your actions were almost instinctual, as the first thing you did, upon seeing the socks hit the floor, was to kiss her arch. Rainbow Dash would squeak, her leg nearly kicking at the new feeling. She wanted to speak up, but found it a bit hard to see why.
And so, your kisses worked the outline of her feet. Rarity, as she watched, had her hands on Rainbow's shoulder, and was nipping the mare's ears.
"That it, Darling," she said softly. "Aren't they amazing? Despite your aversions to fashion, your feet a fabulous, Dash."
And you couldn't agree more, as your kisses finally came up, first to the pinkie toe. With your tongue, you gently run a path over the knuckle of the toe. It was here, that you opened your mouth lightly, to gently suck on her toe. Rainbow Dash's wings fluttered hard against the couch, and her hands were gripping the couch cushions quite firmly. She was trying to hold back the sounds, but Rarity could smell her; and it was a surprisingly sweet scent, too.
You couldn't smell it, but you started to see her tail flick against the couch; you had found this mare's button, even if she didn't know she had one. Now, you were hardly hiding the tent in your shorts as you sucked more on the digits, slowly making your way to the next unattended foot. But, Rarity, for some reason, decided to stop you.
"Darlings, this is a beautiful show you're putting on for me," she said, kneeling down near you, kissing your forehead. "But, I think it's only fair I try a little bit, myself. Why don't you sit back and enjoy, sweetie?"
You could tell the lady of the shop was speaking to you, and you waited a second, before agreeing.
"Alright," you said, a bit softly. "I-I'm probably going to rip these fucking shorts if I get any harder."
"And why do you need them?" Rarity said, winked as she started to lick on the one remaining foot.
You, on the other hand... foot, made your way aside, laying down on the other half of the couch. Your motions were clear, as even though you would never simply strip in front of anypony, you started to pull your shorts down your legs. Rainbow Dash, to her credit, was still able to notice while she was in her euphoric daze. She notices the that your underwear was ungodly tight with your firm erection, and though she would normally tell you to stop, she simply observed.
Your underwear came down your legs slowly, your cock smacking up against your lower stomach when it was released. Rainbow's eyes widened as you got a little bit hard in the free space, and he cheeks started to burn a deep crimson red when your hand began to slowly stroke your shaft. As Rarity worked the tips of Rainbow Dash's feet, your were carefully working the tip of your cock, softly biting your lip as you watched the two.
Rarity made the next move rather slowly, but still with movements full of intent. Without so much as a peep from Rainbow, she moved her body up, and planted a firm kiss on Rainbow's lips. If your cock could get any harder, you were sure it was going to be good enough to cut diamonds, as both you and Rainbow looked at the white mare with wide eyes. Rainbow Dash would slowly melt into the kiss, as Rarity's hands slowly took the hem of her shirt, and started to raise the athletic mare's top.
As you had once theorized before, Rainbow's flat body was quite a beautiful sight to look at, and the lack of mass in her bust meant the mare was going commando, as far as her chest was concerned. Her sky blue body reacted quickly to the chill around them, as Rarity tossed the shirt on the floor, and began to softly rub the nipple. While she would work on kneading the nipples, and kissing Rainbow Dash, you were trying your hardest not to cum too hard from the sight, constantly edging yourself.
Rarity would continue her "assault" on Dash, her hands now unbuttoning the shorts, and pulling them down Rainbow legs slowly, exposing the mare's black panties. Rarity was nearly moaning, just from the act of undressing one of her closest friends in front of a well endowed man, or stallion. Within nearly just three minutes of the footjob, Rainbow Dash was now bare naked in the middle of Rarity's shop; but the mistress wouldn't let her friend be alone in that.
Rarity stood up, slowly unbuttoning her white top, catching both her guests' eyes, and even getting the sight of Rainbow starting to rub her own pussy; you had decided to stop rubbing yourself for a bit, being far too close to a finish. Rarity would not let you stop, though, giving Rainbow Dash a nod in your direction.
The pegasus, though clearly nervous about the idea, nods at Rarity; she lightly moves a foot towards you, laying in the opposite direction, as she presses the bottom of her foot softly against your shaft. Quite disappointingly to the mare, your cock was already teetering on the edge, and with her touch, it made it extremely difficult to not focus on cumming. You tried to take your mind off of the fact that this beautiful mare was rubbing your shaft with a silky, soft foot; even thinking of it being Granny Smith did nothing for you!
Rarity wasn't discouraged by the sudden change in their circumstances; the setup had been completed, now she could move on. After stripping herself down into the bare, as with Rainbow Dash, leaving her breasts free, and her southern lips in free view, she moved over to you, motioning to Rainbow to keep rubbing with her foot. Rainbow simply nods her head, using her foot so carefully, but nicely, rub along the length of your shaft. Rarity wasn't a cruel mistress in the moment, either; she used her magic to form a soft of blocking ring around the base of your cock. And while it did sort of hurt to cut off so harshly, as blue balling always was, it relieved you that you wouldn't come off as the virgin you were.
As Dash was occupied, Rarity climbs onto the couch, her legs taking places on both sides of your head; she was lowering her hips over your face, hoping to receive some form of glorious repayment. You were more than willing to oblige with her, your tongue darting out to lap at the mare's folds; you weren't too experienced, but you weren't going to let that stop you.
Your licks started slow, and sensual, with a rub on the outer labia; you wanted to keep in time with Rainbow, as you were spent from being so close, the first time. Rarity's vocals were gradually reduced to needy moans, and a grinding of her hips let you know you were doing alright. You started to push your tongue in more firmly after a few seconds, making sure to bump against her peeking clit, just to make her squeak. She leaned forward, as Rainbow Dash abandoned the footjob, standing up so that her waist could be level with Rarity's head, and grabbed the mare's mane.
To Rarity's surprise, though a brief surprise, she found her own muzzle being covered by the muff of her friend; and by Celestia did the mare taste amazing. With the pheromones assaulting her sense, Rarity set about delivering the same series of licks that she was receiving from you; it was like a more interesting game of "telephone". You were a bit disappointed that you were abandoned, but the lack of contact would likely make it so much easier for you to build yourself back up. You wouldn't have too long to wait, it would appear, as Rainbow Dash started cumming over Rarity's muzzle in a strong gush; nearly only five minutes after you got blue balled.
You prayed to Celestia that you had enough to give something to Rarity; but at her behest, Rarity was more into the aspect of giving, than receiving. When you finally manage to drag her orgasm over the edge, and leaving yourself with a coated mouth, and nose, she started to shift some things around in the room with her magic. Before too long, a few stools had been positioned adjacent to the couch. With a quick talk to Rainbow Dash, she set into motion her final plan.
You were casually shifted to the middle of the sofa, as the mares lay on their backs on either side of your cock. You couldn't quite understand at first, but it was soon clear once Rainbow Dash, and Rarity, began to press mirroring feet against your shaft, again. The two mares' feet were amazingly soft against your skin, and felt absolutely euphoric as they started off simple. Rarity, being the more controlled of the two, used her free foot to softly caress your sack, gently swirling them around the big toes.
Rainbow Dash, despite wanting to do more, simply watched as she rubbed with her own left foot; she was able to gently wedge the shaft between the gap between her big to, and second tow. To you, this felt outstanding, as the grip around your cock sent strong sensations through your body. Rarity's foot on his shaft move up to work primarily on his head, and she continued the light groping on your balls.
"O-Oh fuck, ladies," you said, gritting your teeth. "Your feet feel fucking amazing!"
Rainbow Dash smirked, rubbing faster. "I have a party to thank my brief exposure to this kind of stuff."
Rarity smirks. "Dears, please shut the hell up, and do something, for fuck's sake."
Rainbow Dash, and Rarity's pace began to quicken, as your orgasm was once more building up to a head. Your shaft throbbed between the mare's feet, and Rarity did her best with the magical cock ring, trying to hold your orgasm back. But, this would prove to be in vane, as you thrust your hips up firmly, cumming hard up into the air, many shots landing on the mare's in front, thought a small bit lands on, or around yourself. The magic ring practically shattered with the throbbing.
You, Rarity, and Rainbow Dash lay on the makeshift bed of stools and a couch, the two mares making their way over to cuddle on each of each side of you.
"Holy shit," you said, breathing hard.
Rainbow Dash smirked, kissing your cheek. "You can say that again, fucko."
Rarity was halfway to sleep, herself; or cunt eating was like a wrecking ball to her usually outstanding stamina. She simply muttered in what sounded like an agreement. You, however, decided to simply stay there; the clock on the wall said you and Dash only had a few minutes before the party, but you decided to convince her to stay here, instead. A good nap wouldn't hurt the three of them; and it would probably do wonders for the main mare that set their very own part up that night.