Foals

“Uh, sure!” Cadance said, breaking out into a surprised grin. “If you hurry. I’m about to burst!”

He jumped off the bed and trotted over to her, helping to support her as she staggered across the room.

As with most things in the castle their en-suite bathroom was oversized, incorporating a toilet, vanity, walk-in shower, and a large bathtub that was practically a small spa. Cadance’s hooves skittered on the tiled floor as she made a beeline for the toilet. Her horn lit up, and she was about to pull down her pajama bottoms to pee when she hesitated. “Uh, did you just want to watch me go on the toilet, or did you have something else in mind?” she asked Shining sweetly with a hint of uncertainty. She had that shy but coy fillyish tone of voice again which he was now realizing he would have to add to his list of kinks.

Shining smiled. “Why don’t you show me how filly Cady likes to do it?” he said, watching in satisfaction as her wings started to unfurl themselves of their own accord.

She nodded blushing. “I… I could… it would be easier to clean up if I did it in the bath though.” She looked up at him shyly, biting her lip a little, her hind hooves crossed and shaking in desperation.

“Alright,” he said simply, giving her a reassuring nod.

She encountered some difficulty trying to climb into the bath in her condition. Shining ended up using his magic to assist her, carefully helping her lift one hoof at a time until she had all four inside the tub.

She stood there in the bath in her pajamas, trembling as her bladder tortured her.
Shining climbed into the bath as well and gave her neck a nuzzle.

“You OK there love? Did you make yourself this desperate on purpose?”

“Maaaaybe…” she nuzzled him back, her voice taking on a mischievous pouting tone.

Shining took a step back, as far as the bath-tub would allow, and looked at her lovingly; her face was red with embarrassment, and she was shifting from one hoof to another, trying to stay continent. He could smell her excitement.

“Would you like to show me how long you can hold on for?” he asked gently, eliciting a wordless nod and a squeaking moan from her that told him he was on the right track.

He grinned. “Good. This is cute Cady. I like seeing you all blushy like this. It makes a nice change from you teasing me.”

“H…hey! I can still tease you!” she said indignantly, trying to keep her hind legs tightly crossed and not fall over.

“Oh yeah?”

Her eyes crossed in concentration so as not to lose control and her horn lit up. Shining heard the drawer of the vanity opening and his heart skipped a beat as she saw her levitating her mane-brush towards him.

“W…what are you doing with that?” he stammered.

“What would you like me to do with it?” She started to giggle, then winced, “Oof, no, laughing is a real bad idea.”

“Uhhh…” Shining gulped, his cock giving her a wave.

“You’re looking quite disheveled sweetie. Maybe it’s time for some brushie brushie?”

“Uhhhhhhhh!”

“Hold still.” She levitated the brush over to her husband, gently starting to brush his mane, working from the top near his ears and taking her time working her way down. It actually did need brushing she thought as the brush caught on some burrs.

He shivered, shutting his eyes and exhaling in a long sighing moan.

“Oh wow, your mane has so many kinks. It looks like it hasn’t had a good brush in ages!” she teased, putting on her best impression of a cheesy clop film actress.

“Buck, Cady, that feels so nice! I should have asked you to do this before!” he whined, nuzzling her side as she brushed him.

“I’m glad you like it Sweetheart.” She kissed the top of his forehead below his horn. “You know, I could see me brushing you while I’m in my filly headspace. It’s kind-of soothing. I used to have a brushable foal doll that I played with when I was little, before my mother threw it out.”

He whimpered.

“Or maybe, you could brush me sometime, and help braid my mane like a filly?”

“Mmm, yes please! Anytime!” he said quickly.

“Well then, we have something to look forward to when I introduce you to little Cady,” she said happily.

She leaned in and whispered in his ear. “You know… if your mane is this in need of brushing, I bet your fetlocks must be filthy.”

“Mmmmmfm!”

“Show me your messy hooves honey.”

Trembling slightly, he raised one of his fore-hooves for inspection, presenting slightly matted fetlocks, still dotted with paint spots. She went to lean in to take a closer look, but her body was wracked with a sudden spasm as her bladder protested, and she realized she couldn’t just keep ignoring it.

“Buck… sorry… I… I really do have to go now,” she said, squirming desperately and using her wing to press between her crossed hindlegs.

Shining grinned. “Here, let me help you.”

He guided her, supporting her to stand on her hind-legs, bracing her fore-hooves against the wall, then he stood on his own hind-hooves, wrapping his fore-hooves around her barrel as if he was going to mount her, and she let out a loud desperate moan.

Instead he slid a forehoof down until it came to rest between Cadance’s thighs, pressing softly against her marehood through her already damp pajama bottoms, and she gasped, pressing herself against his hoof needily.

He hugged her distended belly with his other forehoof, cuddling her close to him, and she shivered, feeling his warm breath on her neck.

“My turn,” he said, picking up the brush with his magic from where she had dropped it, and starting to brush her mane soothingly.

“Buck… that feels nice… I… I need to go!”

“Yeah?” he said. “Why don’t you tell me how much you need to go?”

“I really really really bucking need to pee!” wriggling her hips desperately, pivoting her weight on a single hind-hoof as she had the other crossed trying to keep control.

“But you’re going to be a good girl and hold it for me, while I brush your mane, right?”

“Aaaaaaaahh!” she screamed, quivering, her wings curling in blissful agony. “Buck.... Buck. Fuck fuck fuuuuuck!”

“Mind your language filly!” He moved his forehoof from her belly to her flank, giving it a experimental little slap.

“Ahhhahhhh! Buck! Sorry! I… I don’t think I can hold it anymore!”

“Just a little bit longer, for me,” he said firmly, feeling like he was starting to get the hang of being the Oubliette Master in this scenario. He gave her flank another playful little slap for good measure.

“I...I can’t!” she cried. “I’m going to explode!”

“Hmmm.” He nuzzled her ear, and whispered, “I’m counting on it.”

She shivered violently, whining, pressing the crotch of her pyjamas hard against his hoof to stop herself from leaking.

“What do you say then sweetheart?” he whispered in her ear.

“Ahhh…. Please! Please let me wet myself! I need to go so bad! Pleeease!”

He nodded. “Good, that’s all I wanted to hear. Now hold still and let me brush your mane, and you can relax and do what you need to do.”

She moaned, slumping against him and he hugged her to him again, her back pressed against his chest, wings spread. He kept one fore-hoof wrapped around her belly, holding her securely while he kept the other firmly pressed against her pajamas, rubbing it slowly in circles. He started to brush her mane again using his magic, brushing more firmly and deeply this time, pulling gently at her hair.

A warm sense of serenity overcame her whole body as she surrendered herself to him, allowing her body to relax as he brushed her. She felt herself losing control as she started to pee, just a trickle at first, soaking the crotch of pajamas and running down her leg.

“That’s it, just let it happen sweetheart,” Shining said approvingly, earning a squeak and a blushy wriggle from Cadance. “I know that’s not all. Show me how much you have to go.” He looked down, and kicked the bath’s plug in, stopping her pee from escaping.

He could feel the growing flood of her warm wetness under his fore-hoof on her crotch as she lost control, a dark stain spreading across the whole front, and down both legs.

“Good girl.” Still brushing her mane, he moved the hoof on her crotch up, then slid it down the front of her pajamas, letting her piss directly against him, drenching his fetlocks. Her pee felt deliciously warm on his hoof, and he started to move it about a little, rubbing at his wife’s clit as she wet herself. She seemed to like that, judging by the amount of wriggling and non-verbal squeaking noises she was making.

Her pee was pooling below their hind-hooves now, forming a growing yellow puddle in the middle of the bath. His erect stallionhood had naturally come to rest between her legs as he hugged her, and he could feel her pee as it tricked out of her pajamas around his cock.

He leaned in and took her ear in his muzzle, suckling on it while she finished peeing, making her shiver and squirm. Eventually her stream tapered off to a trickle, and then a drip.

“Buck me, that was amazing!” she said, flicking her ear as he let go of it and hugged her close, giving her mane a last brush.

She turned herself around on her fore-hooves, leaning her back against the wall, and wrapping her fore-hooves around him, pulling him against her and kissing him passionately on the muzzle, with her tongue. He stroked her mane as they kissed, and she could feel the wetness of his soaked fetlocks. Eventually, she broke the kiss, and took his wet fore-hoof in hers, bringing it up to her muzzle. She started to lick it clean, tasting her own fluids.

Shining squirmed as she played her tongue over his frog. “I don’t know how I got so lucky to find you, but I love you Cady.”

“I love you too, you big dork,” she said, kissing him again, her lips tasting like pee this time. It tasted more pleasant than he was expecting, not too different from the lager he had been drinking earlier; a little bitter and slightly salty, with notes of citrus and honey.

When they finished their kiss, Shining laid his forehooves on Cadance’s sides, and slowly slid them down her flanks, pulling her sopping wet pajamas down with them. He moved down her body until the sodden mess of her pajamas fell around her fetlocks, and he was standing on all four hooves again, with his head at a convenient height. He pressed his muzzle between her wet thighs, and started to lick the wet fur around her marehood, which elicited a happy whimper. It tasted more intense than her muzzle had, but still quite palatable.

He kissed her on her perfect pink lower lips, then started to run his tongue slowly along their length from bottom to top, ending each stroke with a flick of his tongue against her swollen clit, pausing every so often to suckle on it directly. She squirmed as he worked on her, moaning softly.

Shining felt a sudden jolt of pleasure and he realized that Cadance had started brushing his mane again while he was licking her. He shivered, moaning happily, and dove his tongue firmly between her labia, licking harder and deeper, releasing fresh bursts of flavor and more appreciative sounds from his wife.

After licking her for a while, the taste of her pee receded somewhat, replaced by the milder but intoxicating flavor of her excitement, which grew in volume the deeper he licked until she was moaning constantly and practically dripping. When he was sure she was ready, he pulled out, stepping back and looking up at her.

“Fuck… Shining… I was nearly there!” she said panting, a pouting look on her face. “Why did you stop?”

“Ready for something better than my tongue?” he asked, wiping his muzzle with his fetlocks.

“I… I’d like to… but we probably shouldn’t tonight,” she said in evident frustration. “We’ve both been drinking. Unless you have a condom?”

He shook his head. “I had something else in mind.”

“Oh? Like what?” she asked curiously. Sliding down from her hind-hooves back on all fours. She kicked the wet pajamas away from around her hind-hooves, stretching and rubbing the muscles in her flanks with her wings.

“Remember how you said you used to play with your mane brush?” he said grinning.

She smiled. “Now that I can do.”

She sat down in the tub with a splash and lay back against the sloping end of the bath, lying in the puddle of her own pee.

“I can’t believe I made all of this in one wetting, I guess I must have been pretty full,” she giggled.

Shining picked up the mane brush between his hooves looking at it closely for the first time.

It was the type of brush primarily designed for unicorns, rather than the more cumbersome general purpose models with a hoof strap. Looking at it now, he could see why this kind were so popular with mares, even if the mouth grip handle was less practical for non magic users. It was only less practical for brushing.

The handle was firm pink silicone, about an inch in diameter and a full six inches long with a series of ridges and stylised white butterflies cast as raised sections along its length for extra grip, which made it look like it was designed for fillies. At the brush end, Pink plastic coated metal bristles radiated outwards as spokes from a central shaft, with each bristle terminating with a tiny rounded ball. It looked well loved, but in good condition.

“H…how long have you had this?” he asked, looking from the brush to her and back to the brush.

“Not long after I became an Alicorn. It’s the same one I learned to masturbate with,” she said, grinning at his excitement.

He held the brush out for her to take. “Show me. Please?” he begged.

She giggled, and took the brush, levitating it down between her legs. Since she was using her magic, he had a nearly unobstructed view as she played with it, tracing the handle between her wet lips.

After it was well coated with her juices, she inserted its end between her labia, but only a small way, using her magic to pull the brush back towards her by the head, so the middle of the shaft was pressed firmly against her swollen clitoris as she started to circle and flick the tip of the handle around the mouth of her vagina. She started to buck her hips, letting them do the work of moving the brush against her.

Shining was watching intently, practically drooling.

“This… is how… I learned,” she said between moans, looking up at him. “Before… I broke… myself in… getting a little… too rough with it.”

“Wait… you lost your virginity to your brush?” he asked incredulously, his cock pulsing.

“That’s not really how virginity works Sweetie. But yes, I lost my hymen playing with my brush.”

He nodded, swallowing. Something about watching her bucking like that, pleasuring herself with the brush was incredibly arousing to him, and his cock was once again standing at full attention.

“And this… is how I did it… once I could… go deeper.” She repositioned the brush’s angle, and pressed it in deeper. Her lips wrapped around the handle in a very satisfying way, swallowing it whole all the way to the flared hilt separating the handle from the brush. They both moaned at the same time, creating a lustful harmony.

She played like that for a while, moving it in and out with her magic, while she used a wing tip to feather at her clit, but she soon became frustrated with the lack of tactility that her magic afforded, and decided to try a more direct approach. She placed her fore-hooves down in the puddle in front of her, forming a ‘v’ shape, and leaned forward so the head of the brush was wedged between her hooves as she thrust her hips rhythmically, slamming the handle inside herself harder and faster than before. She started to moan more loudly, a singular long wail punctuated by her thrusts.

“Mmmm... fuck… me… yes…mmmm… mmmmfmfff!”

Shining watched her slack-jawed, his stallionhood pulsing. “Fuck Cady, that looks so good. That brush makes the best dildo!”

“Mmmm…yeah… you like it… when I fuck myself… with my brushie… brushie… don’t you?” she moaned, and he nodded vigorously, his cock leaking a steady string of precum that made little splashes as it dripped into her pee puddle.

The most arousing part for Cadance was how naughty she felt splashing about in a puddle of her own embarrassment as she desperately thrust herself against the brush. She had owned better dildos than this, but seeing how much it aroused Shining and teasing him with it more than made up for the brush’s comparatively humble girth.

Also, she had to admit, there was also something nice about fucking herself again with the brush that she had owned since fillyhood. It was actually one of the few things from that time she still possessed, somehow escaping her mother’s purges. It had been around ten years since she had used it for this particular purpose, and she had forgotten just how good it felt, a well loved comfort object.

“You… like… watching… me…don’t… you?” she managed, between gasping moans, the wet sound of the brush pumping inside her mingling with the splashing sounds from her constant needy thrusting.

“Y…yes!” Shining nodded again. His horn was lit up, and when she looked down she saw his blue aura surrounding the head of his cock, playing with himself while he watched her.

“I bet… you spied… on me… brushing… my mane… in the… girls… locker… room… at school… didn’t you?” she moaned, feeling herself edging closer.

“What! No I didn’t!” Shining gulped, stroking his cock faster with his magic.

“You did… didn’t you?”

He nodded, hanging his head in shame. This was clearly part of the fantasy for Cady and he decided to just roll with it. Anything that was getting him this hard had to be worth playing along with.

“I bet… you liked… to watch… all the… fillies… brushing… their manes… didn’t you!”

“Just you, I swear!” he protested, stroking himself harder.

She changed her pace, grinding her hips slowly and deeply around the brush.

“I bet you’d like me to cum with my brushie… and let you lick it clean… wouldn’t you?” she said in a soft coy voice.”

“Ahhhaahh… yes…. yes… I’d like that!” he gulped, tugging himself furiously.

“Shining… would you do something… for me?” she asked in her fillyish voice.

“Ahaha… Yes Cady! Anything!”

“Would you pee on me?” she asked, shyness creeping back into her voice.

“Uuuhhh…” Shining was sweating.

“Sorry, is that too much?” she asked, embarrassed, dropping the roleplay momentarily.

“N…no… I’d like to… it’s just… I’m not sure I can pee while I’m as hard as this.”

“Ooh…. right.” She giggled. “Then would you cum on me first, and then pee on me? Please?” she asked in her best filly voice.

“Y… yes!” His magic grew brighter as he stepped up his clopping, letting it envelop his whole cock in a shimmering magenta haze, and he started to thrust cock into the magic cloud like he was making love to a mare.

Cadance watched interested, she hadn’t seen him pull this trick this before. She started to thrust her own hips against the brush in time with his strokes, exaggerating her moaning just a little to help him along.

“Mmm… buck… yes… this brushie… feels so good… make… cummies… for me Shiny… cum all over me… show me… how much… you want me.”

Shining panted, concentrating intently while watching her as he thrust himself hard inside his magic. “Buck… Yes… Cady… I’m going to… I’m going to cum Cady! Buck it, I’m cumming!” he whined feverishly.

“That’s it, cum for me, cum all over me Sweetheart.”

“Aaaaahhahahaaaagghhfffgglgllll, he cut his magic at the last moment, and started to cum all over her, hot jets of his seed splashing her coat, wings, mane and face.

She smiled happily, pausing her thrusting to wipe some of the cum off her face with her hoof, which she then licked. “Good boy… you really needed that didn’t you?”

He nodded. “Yeah… That felt amazing, thanks Sweetheart. I definitely needed that after all of this.”

“I bet!” she said, grinning.

She needed it too. Badly. She had practically been edging since they had started talking this morning, feeling herself leaking constantly from her excitement talking about, and now experimenting with some of the things she had only ever dreamed of being able to do with a partner.

She watched his erection hungrily as it started to shrink in size. She could feel the need burning between her legs, and was getting quite desperate to resume her bucking and finish the job, but she didn’t want to risk giving him another erection just yet. Sitting there waiting for him, she realized she actually had to pee again, so she decided to just let go, her pee splashing all over the brush head and trickling into her growing puddle.

The noise of her peeing must have made Shining need to go, because when she finished and looked up, he was standing there with his now only semi-erect cock pointing at her ready to go.

“I think I can do it now,” he said a little shyly. “I actually do need to pee too.”

“Yes! Pee on me Shiny… please! Pee all over me and show me what a naughty filly I’ve been?” she whined with hunger in her voice.

He blushed a little, and tried to relax, a small gush of warm pee squirting from his cock and splashing her thigh.

“Buck yes, that’s it. Let it go. I need it! Fucking cover me!” she whined, starting to buck her brush again in earnest, eager to finish herself off while he was peeing on her if she could.

He let himself go, a torrent of pee erupting from his stallionhood and splashing against her belly. Seeing how much she needed it, he did as instructed, directing his firehose all over her body, spraying her thighs, her chest, her wings, her mane, and even her face, when it was clear to him that that was what she was wanting. She opened her muzzle eagerly, intercepting his stream and swallowing what she could, the rest pouring out of her mouth and dribbling down her neck. He tastes like smoky peaches and summer rain.

She felt herself edging closer and closer to orgasm, until she was no longer edging, but falling hard, floating, screaming out his name in mindless ecstasy as her body thrashed in the ever-growing puddle of their combined juices.

It took a while for her faculties to return and her breathing to slow to anything resembling normal. She opened her eyes as she felt his body against hers as he lay down next to her, laying his head on her chest and draping a hoof around her.

“Shining…what are you doing?” she giggled. “You’ll get pee all over you!”

He laughed, and kissed her cheek. “That's okay, some of my favorite ponies like getting pee all over them, apparently.”

They lay there for a while, Cadance with her head back relaxing in their warm puddle.

Eventually she sighed happily. “Well… I guess we’d better take a shower then and clean up. We don’t want the maids to catch us like this.”

“Sure, but um first… you uh… you promised me I could lick your brush clean?”