The Fan She Never Knew

Bay Singer tried to stop thinking about Rainbow’s teats, but it was impossible. He closed his eyes and all he could see was her teats. He opened his eyes and no matter where he looked, everything in the house was Rainbow Dash.

And now that he was looking at all of those pictures, he realized how often the media tried to catch her in sexy poses. His eyes flicked from one picture to the next, desperately trying to find one that would help shoo away the perky-nippled flesh seared into his mind’s eye only moments before.

There had to be something, somewhere. Anything at all that wasn’t Rainbow Dash. His eyes flitted across a particularly saucy image of Rainbow in her flight suit, the nipples just barely visible through the thin fabric - that was the wrong one to focus on!

Rainbow muttered something he couldn’t make out, he risked a glance down at her - she was now leaning toward him, and she was staring…

He looked down at himself, and realized he was sporting a massive erection that was standing straight up in front of her, and she...

“I’m sorry,” he blurted, covering his erection with his forelegs. “Sorry.”

Rainbow looked up and leaned forward, placing a hoof on his foreleg. “No, it’s okay. It’s normal for stallions to get erections.” And she smiled. “Especially around attractive mares.”

Bay swallowed thickly, and nodded. Now that they were in this predicament, he couldn’t look away. Thankfully, her leaning forward had taken the clear view of her teats away. He tried not to let his eyes roam, or else she might think he was trying to ogle her, focusing instead on her eyes.

And they were… alluring. Beautiful. He swallowed again. “You… you are a lot prettier than I thought you would be.”

Rainbow squinted at him, cocking her head to the side. She gestured around the room. “How could you not know?”

“Your…” teats. “Eyes. They’re really pretty.”

She stopped, a twitch at the corner of her mouth. “My eyes?”

He nodded quickly. “The cameras don’t capture…them very well,” he squeaked.

Rainbow sat up taller and tilted her head, locking eyes with his. He found himself getting lost in those beautiful, fuschia pools. “You have pretty eyes, too,” she replied.

Something brushed against his erection for a moment and he gasped.

Was that incidental contact?

Rainbow’s hoof came up to Bay’s face, brushing a hoofful of stray stranded of mane out of his face. “You shouldn’t hide them behind your mane,” she continued.

Another touch brushed across his private region. “O-o-okay,” he said, voice trembling. Was she doing this on purpose? Was he completely misunderstanding the situation?

Why are you doing this, Rainbow? she thought to herself. There was a strange thrill in teasing the poor stallion in front of her.

It was so wrong, she knew that much. She’d barely even met him. But… he’d suffered so much for her success. He deserved something for that, right?

You’re just trying to justify this to yourself.

Her inner voice was calling her out on that. But she didn’t care. His eyes drew her in. His hesitant, innocent nature driving her just a little bit closer to something… primal. She dipped her wing down to tease a feather along his shaft for the third time.

“Rainbow…” Bay groaned, bracing a hoof weakly against her upper chest. “You’re touching…”

“I know,” she replied. “You don’t mind, do you?”

His mouth worked up and down silently. She caught his lips with her own, and kissed him, her tongue finding little resistance as she forced the kiss on him. She pulled away and he gasped for air.

One huff. Two. He looked back up at her. She smiled back at him.

“No,” he said. “No, I don’t mind, but…”

Rainbow kissed him again, gently on the lips this time, before slowly kissing down his chest. His body began to shake, as if he were vibrating.

“It’s okay to be nervous,” Rainbow said.

“Y-y-yeah, okay. I…” He stammered. “I…”

The flat head of his shaft was right before her eyes, a bead of pre-cum sitting right in the cleft on his opening. She wondered how it would taste, dipping her tongue into it.

She heard him draw in a quick breath as she began slowly licking across the broad end of his shaft. The flavor was almost non-existent, much to her surprise, but the texture was somehow sticky and slippery all at once.

There had been some expectation, deep in her mind, that it would have been disgusting. But it wasn’t bad at all. And with that, something inside of her begged her to continue.

“Oh, stars,” Bay mumbled above her. “R-rainbow, I’ve never…” Rainbow stopped lapping at his shaft and looked up at him quizzically. “Never done this before!” he blurted.

“Do you want me to stop?”

He stared at her for several moments, shook his head, and then stopped and glanced behind her. “What about you?”

Rainbow glanced back as well - her wings were stiff, and her tail was flagged almost painfully high. Rainbow could feel her dripping arousal. It wasn’t an unfamiliar sensation: she’d had a light fling with Applejack some years ago, though it had been cut short by an interruption. She certainly knew there was a way he could return the favor. All it would take is a little bit of six and nine.

“Let’s get more comfortable?” she suggested, fluttering off the couch. “Lay down on your back.”

Bay nodded, sliding down until he was laying across the couch. Rainbow carefully hovered up over him, her wingbeats sending a light breeze through the room that ruffled the various newspaper articles stapled to the walls.

She settled on his chest, his engorged member sticking out right in front of her eyes. Mares always talked about their ability (or inability) to deepthroat a stallion. It couldn’t be that hard, could it? She didn’t have the experience to know if it was large, small, or somewhere in between, but with it sitting right in front of her, Rainbow couldn’t help but feel it was challenging her.

If there was one thing that Bay had definitely never experienced before, it was the scent of a horny mare whose arousal was sitting immediately in front of his face.

He’d seen smutty magazines before. He knew, at least, in theory, what he was supposed to do. But he had no idea how to begin.

Before he could even try, a soft warmth enveloped the tip of his shaft. Every neuron from his cock to his brain fired off a shuddering celebration of some unknown achievement. A heavenly sensation that he’d never felt before, not even in his most incredible masturbation sessions, rocked his world. His breath hitched, letting out a groan right into Rainbow’s nether regions. He never wanted her to stop.

But the honeyed nectar before him called out his name. As he inhaled after his groan, a sweet aroma assailed his nostrils, awakening something more primal inside of him.

Though he had no idea how to go about pleasuring her, he had to try. His tongue reached forward, touching ever so slightly against the engorged flesh of her labia.

The sensations down below stopped for a moment as Rainbow briefly mewled in pleasure. He withdrew his tongue and, after a moment, the warm wetness on his cock went further down: no longer just the tip, but all the way to his medial ring. He inhaled sharply a second time, and again the sweet smell in front of him suffused his sinuses.

This time, he went in with significantly more confidence. His tongue darted forward, slathering along the lips of her quivering pussy - a slick, tangy flavor bursting on his tongue. Her gagged vocalization around his cock told him that he was doing something right as he went in for a third lick.

A wet bead of arousal shot forth from her winking clit as he continued to tongue at her folds, her desperate moaning around his shaft encouraging him to press deeper. He raised his hooves, one to rub at her clit, and the other to fondle her teats.

He wasn’t sure if he was even doing it right, but she began grinding back against his face, so it seemed she was enjoying it quite a bit, gyrating and flexing her toned ass back into his face, pressing against his muzzle until his snout popped between her folds.

His tongue snaked forward, but quickly encountered resistance. Unsure what he had found, he began lapping at it. Dash squealed and squirmed, going deeper still onto his shaft. Despite the immense pleasure down below, he was so entranced by pleasuring her that he was nearly oblivious to the precipice he was rapidly approaching down below.

Dash pulled up off the fleshy meat of Bay’s dick, holding just the tip in her mouth and catching her breath. It turned out that deepthroating a stallion was significantly more work than she’d thought. Even with all of her breathing exercises, she was running out of willpower to continue.

She looked down at the last quarter of Bay’s cock, covered in the spit and saliva she’d drooled from her maw and mixed with a generous serving of precum, yet that last bit had yet to be consumed by her lips. And she wouldn’t give up until she had taken it.

Her nether lips parted and Bay’s explorations began to move deeper than just the surface level they’d been before. She’d never done a lot of her own exploration down there, for fear she would hurt herself - he was in unexplored territory.

She might have stopped him, but she was far too horny to try. It felt absolutely incredible. She cried out around his dick, shoving herself harshly against his face, and taking a deep breath. She could feel him tense and moan into her tunnel as he continued to lap all around her sacred flower.

Her lips closed around his medial ring, popping it in and out of her mouth as he whined and started bucking his hips against her face. It was time to go deeper.

The engorged tip of his cock reached the back of her throat, and she inhaled deeply once more - her last chance before her airway would once again be blocked - and pressed further onward. The medial ring slid slowly along her tongue, finally blocking the entrance to her throat.

She could see that there was only a tiny bit of his cock left to go, but his ring would have to go even deeper. She tried to ready herself for another push, but something hot and wet latched onto her clit, sending a screaming shock of pleasure of her spine. Her muscles seized and her entire body began to quiver and shake uncontrollably.

Something was happening - something was coming out, gushing all over Bay, as if she’d peed all over his face. And she didn’t care, either. Was that what an orgasm was like? No wonder Rarity was always so excited about her suitors. She hoped Bay didn’t mind being soaked like that, because that had been amazing.

She was forced out of her orgasmic high by her body’s insistence that she needed air. She tried to pull off of Bay Singer’s turgid cock, but his cock had begun to throb violently within her esophagus, his flare expanding and trapping his member in her windpipe.

Almost instinctively, she began swallowing. Something was definitely coming out of his cock, and she needed to swallow it down and get him out before she passed out.

It seemed like the world was fading around her as she tried desperately to pull off of him, until finally, with a pop, his member sprang free from its confines and Dash gasped for air, choking and coughing up a mix of spit and semen. She rolled off of him and slammed into the floor, bending her wing in a painfully awkward position as she gasped again with the shock.

Bay Singer panted heavily, right on the heels of the first orgasm he’d ever had that wasn’t from his own ministrations. Clopping off had nothing on the amazing experience he’d just had.

He didn’t care that the fur on his face was damp with… whatever Dash had done a few moments before. It was soaking into his skin, but any possible inconvenience could be forgiven in that moment.

Dash herself was panting and gasping for breath on the floor, idly teasing her own teats with a hoof. He looked down at her, and she looked back up.

He smiled awkwardly.

And she smiled back, with a huge beaming grin, still breathing hard, but forcing it through her nose. A small bubble of cum burst from one of her nostrils.

He nodded. “I, uh…” Why was he talking without figuring out what he wanted to say first?

“Still hate me?” Dash said, still gasping.

“N-no, actually. I…” What did he actually want? That… was more evident to him now than it had ever been. “I think I want you to flirt with me more.”

“Like… a date?”

“We might have already crossed a bit further than just a date?” Bay suggested.

Rainbow smiled. “I think I can work with that.”