Finding Better Pleasure

Sweetie giggled as Rush pulled her into one of the upstairs bedrooms of the frat, very intentionally falling into him and letting the buff stallion pull her up into a kiss. They were interrupted by her phone buzzing, and she sighed as she pulled it out.

"Just in case," she mouthed to Rush, bringing up the text she'd gotten.

Fortunately for her plans, it was from Blaze, not Button.

Just saying thanks, huh?

Sweetie rolled her eyes and typed out a quick reply.

And I’m very thankful! Besides, you said he’s fair game. Run interference if Button comes back?

“You know if there are condoms in here?” She asked Rush as Blaze typed out her reply elsewhere in the house.

“Should be,” he chuckled, checking the nightstand.

I am gonna have so much fun making you a proper slut! ;P Don’t worry, everyone who matters will still think you’re our innocent little Sweetie Belle when you’re done.

“Here we go!” Rush pulled a strip of them out, putting it up on top of the stand before grabbing Sweetie’s phone and powering it down. “Now, where were we?”

“About to introduce you to two very close friends of mine!” The young unicorn grinned, peeling off her sweater and flaring her magic up to close and lock the door. Another pulse of magic and her lacy violet bra floated away, freeing her massive mammaries, a pair of white-furred g-cups with dark pink nipples that were begging for attention.

“Nice to meet you ladies," Rush grinned. He stripped his own vest and top off, exposing his well-muscled chest before he straddled Sweetie’s legs and leaned in to kiss her breasts. He slid his hands along her fur and flesh, massaging her breasts as his lips wrapped around her nipples. Sweetie wrapped her arms around him, holding him close with a pleased sound that rumbled in her chest.

The unicorn used her magic to undo her skirt and pull it free. She took advantage of her free hands to run them through Rush's black mane and down his neck.

"I've shown you mine, now you show me yours," she nearly purred. Rush grinned up at her, then rolled over and lifted his hips, shorts and boxers quickly sliding off and falling to the floor. He crawled upward on the bed, Sweetie taking his face and pulling him in for a kiss. She trailed a hand down his naked body, reaching between them to wrap her fingers around his turgid shaft.

"Holy crap," she whispered before gently pushing him back. "Just how… wow."

She looked down between them, staring at Rush's mottled cock, black splotches winding around yellow-orange flesh that was as thick around as a beer can and long enough for her to wrap both hands around it with several inches still left for hero mouth.

Or other parts.

"Oh, I've wanted to try this for years," she grinned, sliding off the bed to kneel next to it. "Tit fuck?"

"Has a stallion ever said no to that offer?" He laughed, sitting on the edge of the bed, his shaft hot and hard against Sweetie’s face.

"Wouldn't know. My swizzle stick back home can't even let me on top in case he smothers." She slid him between her tits, giving his tip a kiss before she started working them up and down his shaft. She switched between looking up at Rush's face, and down to lick and suckle at the broad, flat tip poking out at her.

"Mmm, you deserve better than that. Why do you even stick with him?"

"He's sweet," Sweetie shrugged a bit, taking a moment to stretch her jaw around Rush's tip, her tongue playing over it as she slid her furry breasts up and down his length, making a slapping sound when they dropped against his thighs.

"Good about money," she continued after pulling off of him with an audible 'pop.' "And I've known him since we were foals. He's just a terminal nerd and lousy in bed. Can you believe he's never actually gotten me off?"

"Now that is a fucking crime," the stallion groaned. "Gonna have to show you what a real stallion can do!"

"Can't wait," Sweetie grinned up at him, bringing her tits up to smear his pre onto them for lube as she started working him harder. "You good for more than one round, stud?"

"With a mare like you, I'd damn well better be," he rumbled. Sweetie giggled,returning her attention to his cock, stroking it with her soft, sensitive breasts and lavishing his tip with attention. Her body wrapped around his, her nipples almost touching as she pushed herself tighter.

Rush wrapped his fingers around her horn, stroking it quickly as he felt himself getting closer. Sweetie squeaked around his tip, starting to run a current of magic through the rigid appendage and moaning deeply at the pleasure that coursed through it and directly into her brain.

"Fuuuuuck," she groaned, pulling off of Rush again and working her tits hard and fast. "Come on, let's see of you can paint these babies!"

The mental image was enough, and Rush grunted as his cock twitched and sprayed his seed all over Sweetie Belle. She tipped her head back, pulling her horn out of his grasp and opening her mouth wide to catch what she could of the glittering pearly strands arcing through the air, splattering onto her face, her tits, her mane - everywhere she could get plastered, she did, even shifting his cock to get it further off to the sides before she took him back into her mouth and sucked on him like she was trying to get the last dregs out of a milkshake.

When he finished, she looked up at him with a satisfied smirk and opened up her mouth to let him watch her swallow down every last drop, licking along her cheeks and teeth for every last drop.

"This is so much more satisfying when there's a fucking payoff!" She giggled, starting to massage the rest of his seed into her fur, not caring about the matted tufts of fur left behind or how much of a pain it was going to be to wash out. That was Future Sweetie's problem, and Present Sweetie just wanted to exult in the feeling, the taste, the smell of being absolutely and utterly used by a stallion for once.

And the night was only just beginning.

Before she could say anything more, Rush pulled her up onto the bed, burying his muzzle between her thighs and giving her a long lick from taint to winking clit.

Sweetie whined and pressed into his skilled tongue, her juices flowing freely and living up to her name. Rush twisted his tongue into her, working it in deeply as she started panting, feeling the ensure coiling up inside of her like an overwound watch.

All too soon, the spring snapped, and she had to bite down on her hand to keep from screaming as she came, hard, gushing all over Rush's face as he drew his tongue out of her and entirely along her hypersensitive clit.

She laid there, panting, tongue lolling out the side of her mouth as Rush slid up alongside her. He pulled her up into a kiss, the taste of each other blending between their mouths.

"You needed that, didn't you?"

"Would you believe… that was the first time… somepony else got me off?" She admitted sheepishly.

"I'd say I'm starting to feel sorry for him, but I can't say I'm complaining about the results."

"Mmm… neither am I," Sweetie giggled, reaching over for the condoms they'd pulled out before. "Seems like your not-so-little friend has had enough of a break!"

"All in the company," he smirked, claiming a kiss. "Ready to go again?"

A condom floated up off the nightstand, ripping open and floating down to cover Rush's cock.

"More of that? Yes please!" Sweetie giggled. "Before my drinks catch up with me all the way, I wanna tell you this - as long as we have supplies? Don't stop until you want to."

"A lot of trust," he chuckled as he rolled on top of her, hand on either side of her head.

"Psh! Blaze'd kill y' if you didn't take care of me!" She grinned up at him drunkenly, and Rush had to admit she was right. If he was lucky, she'd only kill him. Sweetie wrapped her long, shapely legs around his waist.

"Now rut me!"

She didn't have to tell him twice! Rush slid himself into her needy marehood, her juices leaking down the latex barrier. Sweetie let out a whorish moan, her eyes rolling back in her head as she was stretched wider and deeper than ever before. She clenched down around him when she felt his medial ring press into her marehood, and Rush started thrusting more shallowly, suckling at those tempting purple nipples.

Sweetie panted and whimpered as, inch by inch, he worked his way deeper into her. His tip pushed up into her cervix, his balls pressed into her ass, and all she could do was squeeze down around him wordlessly.

"Holy… fucking… yesssss," she hissed, digging her fingers into Rush's fur. "You're bigger than Button just getting to the ring!"

"You doing okay?" Rush chuckled, peppering her muzzle with kisses until she nodded her head. He pulled out almost entirely, then sank back into the inviting confines of her cunt, rolling his hips to press against her g-spot and winking clit.

It didn't take long before Sweetie cried out, her inner walls rippling around Rush as she came. He kept pounding into her, pushing her from one orgasm into the next, and then into another, a seemingly endless stream of mind-blasting pleasure.

"Bet that runt boyfriend of yours… never did anything.. like this for you!" He panted, grinning as Sweetie’s eyes started to glaze over, drunk on pleasure as much as the jungle juice downstairs. He kissed her, suckling her tongue into his mouth before he felt her going lp beneath him. He could still feel her breath, her pulse racing around him, so he took her at her word - he kept thrusting, his body stiffening up as he pumped the condom inside of her full of his seed.

He pulled out of her, breathing heavily as he tied off the condom. He looked down at her, still passed out, vulnerable, absolutely gorgeous.

And absolutely, one hundred percent in favor of him going for another round.

Still, after he opened the next condom, he patted the side of her face until her eyes fluttered with renewed awareness.

"Hmm?"

"I just figured, even with what you said, you'll want to be conscious for as many of those as possible," he grinned as he rolled on the next rubber. Sweetie smiled up at him, spreading her legs again.

"You, buddy, are going to spoil me for other colts."