Power Ponies: Humdrum's Admirers

Spike shut his locker and dusted off his hands, having just finished checking his gear for any damage after brawling with the Diamond Dogs after catching them mid bank robbery. It’d been a close fight, but thanks to some back-up from Rarity and Twilight, they managed to take the would-be robbers down.

Both women had fussed over him initially after the MPD hauled the Diamond Dogs away, but he assured them he was fine. Whatever hits he’d taken during the fight wouldn’t be enough to keep him down…but he most certainly did need a shower.

Grabbing a towel from the bench beside him, he marched down to the locker room showers and took his place in one of the stalls, humming pleasantly to himself as he did so. Usually, he’d just head back to his room and take a shower there, but since the rest of the girls were out and about in the city, not like he had to worry about any of them busting in on him.

As he switched on the water and let the warmth of the shower loosen his tense joints, his mind drifted back to the subject of this team of theirs. The girls had come a long way in the three years they’d worked together, and hell, so had he! He couldn’t even have imagined being where he was now three years ago, it was wild…

Wasn’t the only wild thought to cross his mind that afternoon, either…

The truth was, the evening he spent with Pinkie Pie a few days prior had been playing on his mind almost constantly. As he started to scrub himself, he let out a soft moan as he recalled how the night had escalated.

Pinkie let loose a wanton moan as she threw her ass back with a speed and dexterity that only a speedster could manage, keeping Spike firmly pressed against the wall as she utterly rocked his world. His cock slipped in and out of her soaking wet cunt repeatedly, milking a torrent of equally euphoric noises from the young man.

“S-so good, Pinkie…I-I don’t know if I can hold out much longer!” He pleased breathlessly, sweat forming along his brow as he gripped onto the wall behind him for dear life, having retracted his hands from her waist since she’d taken up this intense speed.

“D-don’t worry about it, Spikey…just let it all out…give Pinkie a nice cream filling~ She purred between pants, glancing over her shoulder back at him with a slutty stare that made him throb gently inside her. He was steadily realizing that the cheerful, enthusiastic woman was worryingly good at dirty talk.

Her words did the trick, and he steadily ramped up towards his inevitable climax. His hands shot out and gripped both her cheeks firmly, earning him a delightful yelp of pleasure from the woman as he groaned and finally allowed himself to--

“Spikey, darling? Is that you in there?”

His eyes snapped open and his hand left his shaft as a choked sound of confusion slipped out of him at the unexpected voice. “R-rarity?! I-I thought you and Twilight were out on patrol still!”

“Well, we were, but she was kind enough to call it off early after receiving a message from Professor Celestia. Something about a “princess emergency” was all I was told before she teleported off.” Rarity hummed from outside the stall, the sound of her heeled boots clacking along the locker room floor as she walked. “I apologize if I started you, Spike. I wasn’t aware you were down here either.”

“Y-Yup, just…taking a shower!” He chuckled nervously, quickly resuming his scrubbing as his prick throbbed angrily at the sudden neglect. At least Rarity didn’t arrive a few seconds later to hear him finish…

“Of course, I’ll be out of your hair soon enough!” The purple-haired woman called out to him, the sound of a locker opening implying she was grabbing something from her locker. Spike tried his best to just calm down and play it cool. With any luck, she’d be out of here within the minute if all went well.

He heard footsteps approaching him a few seconds later, now without the telltale clacking of her heels. He assumed that meant she’d ditched her uniform and was likely headed out…or at least that’s what he expected before she knocked on the stall door, making him jump again.

“D-did you need something, Rarity..?” He stuttered out, his eyes widening dramatically as the stall door was suddenly pushed open, revealing a sheepish looking woman on the other side, wrapped in a lavender towel. His voice trailed off into a baffled sputter as Rarity took a dainty step closer.

“I apologize for the sudden request, darling, but would you mind if I joined you for a moment? No point in wasting the water in another stall while you’re finishing up here~” She asked, batting her eyelashes playfully at him as she entered the stall proper. Spike, to his credit, spun around as she started to loosen her towel, squeaking out a muttered confirmation.

Truth be told, a part of him already realized what he was in for. They lived in a mansion provided to them by Professor Celestia, and Rarity had certainly never cared about wasting water before. She clearly had another objective in mind, which was solidified fully as he felt two warm, soft globes pressed against his back, letting out a soft squeak as Rarity leaned against him, water washing over them both.

“Mmm…isn’t this nice, Spikey?” She purred softly, her hands suddenly snaking forward and tracing along his stomach, inspecting every inch of him with care as they started to work lower. “We don’t get enough alone time these days, do we? Always a mission, or one of Pinkie’s eccentric game nights…I do love the girls so, but I’m always disappointed having to sacrifice time for just me and you~”

“Y-yeah, me too…” Spike whimpered, a soft moan escaping him as Rarity’s hand continued lower, finally stumbling upon her prize and gripping his length gingerly, fingertips tracing along him up towards his tip as she hummed quietly.

“Mmm, Pinkie wasn’t lying…you are quite big~” She praised with a light titter, swiping a thumb over his tip before leaning beside his ear, her sultry voice like a siren song slowly taking Spike over. “Turn around for me, darling…there’s something I want to give you~”

At this point, he was too far gone to even fathom refusing. As her arms drew back, he turned to face her and once more felt his breath catch at the utterly heartstopping sight of the gorgeous woman getting on her knees before him, eyeing him up not too differently from how Pinkie did. It only got worse as her blue eyes snapped up to meet his one, a suave smile still playing on her lips.

“Now, I assume you’re well acquainted with these, aren’t you, Spikey-Wikey~?” She purred, propping up her breasts by wrapping one arm underneath them, bouncing them gingerly as his eyes widened further, his cock throbbing gently in approval at the gesture. “I’ve caught you staring at them more than once, you know. Always trying so hard to be a gentleman, but you couldn’t resist just a peak or two, could you~?”

As she teased him, her hand wrapped comfortably around his member once more, gently slipping it between her breasts as water continued to wash over them both, a choked moan escaping as she enveloped him in the plush mounds, giggling softly at the errotic look that followed on his face as he tried to catch his breath.

“Goodness, it’s so warm! Fits just right between them, wouldn’t you agree?” He teased him as she started to bounce her breasts, adjusting her grip to squish them together and keep him firmly trapped, the head of his prick bobbing up and out from between them repeatedly.

“Oh, god…Rares~” Spike groaned as he fought to keep eye contact with her, green meeting blue in an intimate exchange as he Rarity stopped bouncing and instead let him thrust between her breasts, steadily picking up pace as he panted and groaned. “You have no idea how many times I’ve fantasized about something like this…”

The sentiment seemed to make the pale woman preen in delight, giving her tits another enticing squeeze before her tongue lolled out of her mouth as she dipped her head slightly, allowing his tip to brush it repeatedly. This seemed like just the motivation he needed as he really started to pick up steam, bucking and thrusting against her chest with a fresh torrent of needy noises.

“That’s it, Spikey, keep fucking my tits…show me just how much you adore them~!” She egged him on further with a raunchy smirk, eyes still locked as she felt his cock throb in approval at her uncharacteristically lewd language. While she prided herself on keeping her conduct prim and proper, she couldn’t deny that it was so very worth it to act a smidge uncouth if it meant hearing more of Spike’s euphoric moans.

All too soon, Spike started to feel the familiar need for release churn in his chest, burning and desperate as he picked up the pace one last time, moaning loudly and without shame as his tip continued to slip into Rarity’s mouth occasionally, excitement clear on her face as his cock throbbed hard between her firm mounds.

“I can tell you’re close, Spikey…cum for me, cum all over my tits!” She demanded urgently, driving him right over the edge as he let out a final strangled yell before blasting fresh ropes of hot spunk across her chest, earning another satisfied hum for his efforts as she turned her attention to the mess he’d made before looking back up to his face, still smiling brightly. “Mmm, you certainly seem like you needed that…did I live up to those fantasies of yours, darling~?”

“Better than anything I could imagine.” He assured her breathlessly, cheeks a vibrant red from exertion and embarrassment of being in such an intimate position with someone he cared for. Rarity chuckled warmly at his praise, rising to her feet and letting the water wash away the cum staining her chest, turning her adoring smile back to the young man before her.

“Wonderful, I’m happy to have surpassed your expectations!” She laughed, before a flirtatious look crossed her face as she closed the distance between them, gently pushing Spike back against the closest wall. “Of course, we both should clean up after having our fun together…but that doesn’t mean the fun has to stop, does it~?”

Spike gulped thickly, truly taking it in for a moment that his teammates, friend, and long-time crush currently had him pinned to a wall while they were both stark naked and was offering up more sexy times for the both of them…maybe there were more perks to superhero work than he realized.

Twilight was starting to suspect that something was going on with her teammates.

Over the last few days, the girls had started to act a little bit…differently. Specifically when it came to Spike, no less, which didn’t help things in the slightest.

First, he and Pinkie returned from their midnight stakeout mission almost an hour after she checked in on them, both looking exhausted but suspiciously content as well. She didn’t think too much of it at first, of course, knowing that a night working with Pinkie Pie would leave anyone worn out…

But then a similar occurrence followed a few days later, with Rarity and Spike leaving the locker room only seconds apart, both looking quite content. That was when Twilight started to get suspicious…and it only got worse as the team ate dinner together that night.

Setting down their food on the large table in the common room, Twilight had glanced over towards where the rest of her friends were waiting, and noticed just how they all seemed to fawn over Spike…it was no secret among the girls that they all admired their green haired friend, of course. They’d spoken about it more than once, dare she even say plotted.

However, seeing them all lounge together, with Spike practically in Fluttershy’s lap with the rest of the girls surrounding him on either side, eyeing him up like a fresh rib-eye steak and watching one another like a competing pack of lionesses...

The thought occurred that they just might have a problem in the near future…