The Carnival

Rarity sighed as she watched yet another group of studs walk past the booth. While most hardly gave the sign a second glance, some (and this she found most humiliating!) snorted and laughed as they made their way past! But what really made her grit her teeth was the fact her companion, in all her bubbly, NON sexy, librarian-brain, dorkable self was still smiling, somehow convinced this crazy scheme would work!

After looking around and seeing all the other bimbos getting the attention she deserved, she was just about to say "fuck it!" and leave, when suddenly she heard somepony clear his throat. She looked up, and there stood a rather mousy, bespectacled, timid-looking stallion, clad in the most unassuming grey suit and tie. He looked up at the sign and said, "Strip...Chess? That sounds...intriguing..."

"Oh, it is!" smiled Twilight, as she sat up and stuck her chest out. "Would you like to give it a try, Sir? Only ten bits a game!"

He swallowed as he stared at her boobs, then stammered, "Ho...how does one play..."strip chess?"

Twilight beamed up at him and said, "It's quite simple! We play a normal game, BUT," and here her grin grew even brighter, "...every time one of us loses a piece, we remove a piece of clothing!"

"Oh..." he said, then fished around in his pockets for the money. Placing the bits in the jar, he then seated himself across from the bubbly librarian. He swallowed again, then whispered, "Who...who goes first?"

Twilight raised an eyebrow. "This will be a very short game if you don't know the rules, Sir!" She moved the set around until the White pieces were in front of him, then sat back and ran a finger slowly over her ruby lips. "Your move..." she whispered. After a moment's pause, he reached out a shaking hand to move his Queen's pawn to d4. Twilight then moved her Queen's Pawn to confront his. He then moved his King's Knight to f3. Her eyes brightened. "Ah! The Catalan Opening! You DO know how to play! VERY good, Sir!" She then undid the first few buttons on her blouse, causing the tops of her huge tits to show. He weakly smiled, then tried very hard to concentrate. She moved her King's Knight to f6, then leaned forward and took off her chapeau, staring seductively at him. He wrenched his eyes away from the intoxicating sight before him and moved his King's Knight's Pawn to g3. She smiled, then reached across the board and picked up his King's Bishop. Her eyes never leaving his, she sloooowly brought it to her soft, red lips, sucked on it a few times, then placed it back. "You're going to move that piece and Castle next aren't you? I can't wait..." She moved her King's Knight's Pawn to g6 and waited. He closed his eyes and tried to still his breathing, then moved his (now WET with her saliva and her slutty lipstick!) Bishop to g2. She picked up her own King's Bishop and whispered, "Have you ever noticed how these particular pieces look like a cock? I know I have..." She then ran her hot, wet tongue all over it, then placed it on g7.

"Oh gawd..." he shuddered, as he took his King and Rook and Castled. Twilight did the same with her King and Rook. A few moves later, he captured one of her Pawns. He froze as he did so, then slowly looked up at her. "Does...does this mean I win a piece of clothing?" Instead of answering, she sat up and fully unbuttoned her top and removed it, leaving nothing but her skimpy black bra between him and her massive tits.

She placed her hands underneath them, gave them a squeeze, then ran her fingers lightly over them. "If you want to see more, all you have to do is...caaaapture...more of my...pieces..." she moaned. The sight of the busty alicorn taking off her top aroused the attention of other patrons, as some who hadn't given the booth a second glance now stopped and paused to watch the goings on.

Sweat was now running freely down the stallion's forehead. He loosened his tie, took off his glasses and grabbed his pocket-handkerchief, and was just about to clean them, when his opponent brightly offered, "Oh! Allow me, Sir!" She stood and pushed her chair back, then leaned waaaaaay over to gently take his glasses and handkerchief from him, his face almost buried in her tits. His breath caught in his throat as he stared open-mouthed up at her while she in turn gave him a friendly smile, all of which made his cock rock-hard in his trousers. She straightened up and walked around the table, heels clicking, hips swinging and loomed close over him, so close her thigh was pressed against his right shoulder. He looked up, and could barely see her smiling face for her boobs. She made a "shooing" motion with the one hand not holding his glasses. This took a moment for his blood-starved brain to activate, then he realized and scooted his chair back. Once he did, she looked down at the bulge in his crotch, then licked her lips. "My goodness, Sir! You did come to play..." She turned and daintily sat herself down on his lap, her soft ass cheeks gently caressing his cock. She brought his glasses to her mouth and breathed on them, then slowly wiped them with the cloth. Then she gently mopped his brow and face of the sweat that was coating him, then placed his glasses back on his face with a sultry smile. She ran a finger lightly down his cheek until it was under his chin, then lifted it and brought her mouth forward until their lips met for a sweet but short kiss. She then leaned forward to whisper in his ear, "Shall we keep playing?" He could only nod.

She gave her hips a little shake before she got off his lap, then stood and went back to her seat. Just before she did so, she took her left hand and causally flicked one of her pieces over. She gasped and both hands flew to her mouth as she stared first at the board, then turned to her "opponent." "Oh, dear! I knocked over one of my pieces!" She stuck out her bottom lip. "Now I guess I forfeit that piece..." She took the piece (which happened to be a Knight) and placed it off to the side.

The stallion looked at her with confusion. "But...that's not a rule---" he started to say before one of the other stallions who had stopped to watch gave him a light smack on the back of the head.

"Shut up, you dummy!" he muttered.

The bespectacled stallion looked around, and saw a crowd of attentive males had formed while they'd been playing. But then his attention was drawn back to his busty hostess, who had turned her back on him, and was in the process of slooowly pulling down her long skirt. Cheering, hooting, and hollering went up from the assembled as she pulled it all the way down, exposing her bubble ass in black panties, garter belt, and seamed stockings.

Twilight turned back around blushing and held the skirt up to her chest. Basking in the attention, she still remembered her friend. "Gentlestallions..." she began, "Please form two orderly lines." She indicated Rarity with a smile. "My friend here knows how to..."play" as well..." She then dropped the skirt, clad only in her lingerie and heels, and seated herself down once again.

"Your move."

Rarity stared openly at her friend in almost complete shock. Though she was well aware that she and just about every other mare she knew had gone through significant personality differences since the Change, she'd never in her life dreamed the purple librarian could be so...so...sexy! And even though she herself strictly preferred being bent over and pounded by a nice, hard, throbbing cock, she couldn't help but be more than a little turned on by the booby bookworm's display!

And while she also enjoyed the occasional game of chess, she had never, EVER seen it played so...provocatively!

She was startled out of her reverie by a huge shadow looming over her. She looked up, and there was a broad-chested, grinning stallion leering down at her. She cleared her throat, sat up, and smiled up at him. "Care to play, stud?" He nodded as he took his seat. She drank in the sight of him for a moment, then said, "Ten bits, please." She inclined her head at Twilight. "I'm quite sure after watching my friend here, you know the rules?" He grinned and nodded again, then grabbed a huge handful of bits out of his pocket without counting them and let them fall into the jar. She took a moment to arrange the chess pieces all neatly on the board, then graciously waved her hand towards him. "As you have White, you may begin."

He stared at her, then reached across the board, took one of her Pawns, and flipped it off the board. "Oops. Looks like you lost a piece."

She stared back at him, then she smiled. "So it would seem I did." She reached up and slowly removed her hat, then undid her mane and let it cascade about her shoulders. She then locked her eyes on him, took one of his pieces, and chucked it onto the ground.

"Take off your shirt," she growled.

Meanwhile, Twilight, despite "accidentally" losing a Knight, wasn't making it quite so easy for her male. She'd already won his jacket and tie, then she smirked as she saw him Isolate a Pawn. She leered up at him and whispered, "I think you're about to lose your shirt, Sir." She licked her lips and added, " Literally..."

But now the pressure was on! Not only was he acutely conscious of the sexy prize in front of him, but he was also being goaded by the mob of stallions that had formed to watch the show. Cries of, "You can win, buddy!" and "Get that bimbo's bra off!" followed by other hoots and yells made it almost impossible for him to concentrate. It also didn't help she was again leaning forward, one hand caressing her tits while she lightly nibbled on the pinkie finger of the other, her sultry, smoky gaze never leaving him.

Then, a surge of hot anger shot through him. He knew he was being played, both by the crowd and this bimbo. He stood up, knocking his chair over, turned to face them, and shouted, "Shut the hell up! I'm trying to fucking think here!" The crowd went silent. When he turned back to look at Twilight, she was staring up at him with new eyes. True, she had been having fun with him, but she'd fully intended to see the "game" through and suck his cock dry at the very least, no matter how average it turned out to be. But as he glared down at her, she noticed his dick was still rock-hard through his trousers, and far larger than she'd imagined! But then her attention was drawn to his hand as it descended and he made his move. Her body was still as she watched him move his Queen's Knight into position, which was elegantly covered by his Queen's Rook, to protect his Isolated Pawn. As she read the board, her eyes grew even wider, her nipples hardened and her pussy grew wet. "The Tarrasch Defense..." she whispered in awe. Then as she looked back up at him again, standing there looking much stronger and more virile than she'd ever thought him to be, with a sizable package and meeting her gaze without flinching...she got even more excited, thinking about all the ways he could bend her over the table and fuck her silly...her eyes closed and squeezed her knees together as she came in waves. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" she screamed as she threw her head back and her eyes rolled up.

The stallion waited patiently as she tried to regain control of herself, then righted his chair, and sat back down. Removing his glasses, he cooly cleaned them, while she fought to catch her breath, chest heaving, now covered in sweat, with her eyes unfocused. Her feminine scent now wafted through the air, causing all the males who weren't already aroused to become far more interested in the outcome to surge forward, but the bespectacled stallion held up a hand and stopped them. Without taking his eyes off the helpless mare, he said, "We will see this game through. Do. Not. Interfere." He then put his glasses back on, sat back, and folded his arms. Finally addressing Twilight, he said, "Are you ready?"

She took a moment to compose herself, and moved her wet mane out of her eyes, then stammered, "Y...yes...I...I'm ready..."

He grimly smiled. "It's your move." With a shaking hand, she moved her third Queen's Pawn to b3...and didn't see her mistake until she'd sat back. She'd removed her Knight's only immediate defense.

But it was too late.

She gasped at her blunder, then looked up and met his eyes. Briefly, she considered asking him to let her do the move over, but she knew he'd have no mercy.

It turned her on even more!

Without looking at the board, he kept his eyes firmly fixed on hers as he moved his Knight to capture her last remaining Knight, which also put her Queen in danger. Those few in the crowd that actually understood Chess gasped at the strategy, then silenced the others. Twilight sat there in shock as she again read the board, realizing he would reach Checkmate in less than ten moves. The only other sound was the 'gluk, gluk, gluk' of a meaty, thick cock being thrust in and out of Rarity's tight throat, who was at this point down to just her garter belt, stockings, and heels (no bra, no panties), on her knees in front of her customer.

Keeping her body still, and moving her eyes alone, Twilight looked over at Rarity happily sucking cock. Then she looked once more at the board, then up at her opponent. This was just supposed to be a fun way to get laid; she hadn't imagined she'd face an actual threat! But here he sat before her: a male she made the colossal mistake of misjudging.

Keeping her eyes locked on his, she reached out a trembling finger and slowly, ever so quietly, tipped her King over. Then she arched her back, reached behind her herself, and unhooked her bra. Taking her time, she slowly slid one strap off her shoulder, then the other strap, keeping the material pressed to her chest with one hand. Then as she stared at him, she bit her bottom lip and let the flimsy underwear fall, finally exposing her massive knockers. Again, a cheer went up from the assembled, but the stallion once more stopped them all with a glance. She reached out timidly and took his hand as she got out of her seat and fell to her knees. She looked up at him and whispered one word: "Please?" He stood over her, looking down at her, considering. Finally, he nodded.

She then wasted no time as she undid his belt. She had to get this cock in her throat, ASAP! She was still feeling the effects of her last orgasm caused by this male; the knowledge that he had completely dominated her in mind only added to her heat! She sighed as he was revealed to her at last...true, he wasn't as impressive as Spike, nor as massive as she'd heard the rumors about Big Mac, but to her half-lidded eyes, he was juuuust right!

She closed her eyes as she hefted his meat up to her mouth, opened her soft lips, and with a moan engulfed him. Bobbing her head up and down, she took him into her moist, tight, hot throat, swallowing and slurping, licking and moaning. She opened her eyes and stared up at him while she sucked his cock and fondled his balls with her hands, watching his reaction. He seemed to be truly enjoying himself as the crowd behind them became more and more restless. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Rarity had finished with her first customer and was now being bent over the table and getting rammed from behind by another as she filled the air with her screams of pleasure. But then her attention was drawn back to her own, who had grabbed her by the head and was now thrusting furiously in and out of her throat. She placed her hands on his thighs and braced herself, knowing from experience he wouldn't last long at this rate, and that he would probably be unleashing a flood.

And she wasn't wrong.

He buried himself in her throat to the balls as her eyes grew wide. "Mmmmph!" was all she could get out as his dick erupted load after load of hot, creamy cum. She kept her eyes on him the entire time she was swallowing to enhance his pleasure in dominating her, for he had certainly earned it! After almost a full minute, he sighed and stepped back. She gave him one last suck before his dick fell out of her mouth, then she smiled up at him as she licked her lips.

"Thank you, Sir, for both the game and the gift of your delicious cum!" He smiled back down at her, then grabbed her by her shoulders and lifted her to her feet. She looked at him in confusion. "Sir?"

He spun her around and pushed her down over the Chess table, scattering the remaining pieces to the ground, then ripped her panties down. She looked back over her shoulder at him as he growled, "I'm not done..." as he spread her cheeks, then plunged his cock deep in her ass. She screamed in delight as her orgasm hit her like a freight train at his unexpected aggression, but she wasn't complaining!

Twilight and Rarity were face to face as they were both being fucked from behind on the game tables, each with their tongues out and their eyes half-closed. Twilight retained enough of her sanity to notice all the other stallions waiting their turn, and also to see their bits jar was not only full but overflowing.

"I...I...told...you...this...would...work!" she panted at Rarity.