The Stains Are From Sweat, I Swear
Nearly a week after adding Twilight to his ever-growing herd, Anon found himself strolling out and about on the town with a chipper smile on his face. News that his salty scent basically sent mares into estrus and stallions into rut just from a whiff, had spread like wildfire and before he knew it, the entire town eyed him with a renewed sense of interest. Idle glances that lingered just a hair longer than was socially acceptable, or the frequent batted eyelashes sent his way made Anon smile.
While normally he'd be utterly exhausted from sexually servicing not one, not two, but three mares throughout his day, as well as Princess Luna in his dreams every night, Anon found himself utterly filled with energy and vigor. It was almost as if the more mares he filled with his seed, the more energy and mirth he found himself with.
All that to say, even with frequent washing, his clothes were beginning to tear and stink from the constant sexual escapades he found himself engaging in. Granted, the mares around him practically buried their snouts in his clothing, huffing his scent as if it were oxygen itself, but the rips and tears from more than one aggressive amorous affair with his lovers had left him little choice. He had to acquire a new wardrobe, and who better to provide such an ensemble than the most gifted and renowned seamstress in all of Ponyville-nay, all of Equestria?
Taking the scenic route, Anon enjoyed the peaceful, early morning summer air of the quaint little town of Ponyville on his way to Rarity's boutique. He smiled and waved at a passing mare as she practically turned and gasped at the sight of him, her nostrils flaring as she desperately tried to catch a whiff of his essence. Chuckling in amusement at the sight, Anon proceeded until the thatched straw roofs of the homes on the outer edge of town gave way to the more sturdily built, stone and mortar structures near the town square.
It was there that he found his destination just a stone's throw past Sugarcube corner. He warily eyed the building as if expecting his favorite pink menace to pop out from the front door and tackle him the way she usually did, Anon walked past the sugary-themed restaurant. Whether it was luck or fate, Pinkie appeared to be busy, as he hadn't seen her all week. Shrugging to himself at the lack of pink in his life, Anon continued on his way, soon arriving at the front door of Carousal Boutique.
"Alright, let's hope you can make me something that's a bit more... tear resistant." Anon muttered, glancing down at the most recent pair of underwear torn asunder by the rainbow maned monster he called a lover.
Chuckling slightly at the mental image of Rainbow turning into a giant feral beast intent on devouring his underwear, Anon walked up to the carousal-themed building and politely knocked. A moment passed before he heard a voice practically sing from inside.
"Come in!"
Knowing full well just who's melodic voice that was, Anon opened the door and made his way inside. The interior of the building always struck him as relatively spartan, with the entire floor emptied, save for a few stations where Rarity set up ponyquins for showing off her latest clothing, or the occasional stage where she had one of her friends model. Most of the actual work happened upstairs, a fact he knew only from the mare herself as she came trotting down the stairs. Her gorgeous snow white coat shown in the mid-morning light, contrasting beautifully against her deep purple mane. Those sapphire eyes of her lit up as she saw him, her sweet smile forming only a fraction of a second later.
"Anon! Darling, how've you been? It feels like ages since I've last seen you." Rarity chirped, her voice filling his ears like a beautiful melody.
"Hey Rarity. Yeah, sorry about that. It's been... really busy the last week." Anon trailed off with a chuckle.
A slight blush adorned Rarity's face as she smugly grinned at Anon, "So I've heard. Tell me, how are AppleJack and Rainbow Dash treating you? I know Twilight is a sweetheart but I always found Rainbow and AppleJack's approach to romance to be a bit... brutish." She responded.
Anon snickered, "Yeah, that's true... kinda the reason I'm here, actually." He explained, holding up his tattered clothing.
"My goodness! Darling, did Rainbow and AppleJack get their hooves on these or was it a pack of hungry timberwolves?" Rarity exclaimed, taking the torn clothing in her magical grasp.
Anon sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, "Uh, well... it was definitely Rainbow and AppleJack, but they kinda acted like feral timberwolves if I'm being honest."
Though he could barely see it, Anon noticed the flaring of Rarity's nostrils as she held his clothes up to her eye to inspect. Even if she didn't intend to, she'd brought her muzzle right up to a pair of unwashed undergarments that had been positively soaked in sweat just a couple days ago. Her blush increasing quite noticeably on her alabaster coat, Rarity gulped and folded the underwear as best as she could.
"Ahem, well... it appears that these will definitely need to be replaced. I assume that's what you've come for?" She questioned, as professionally as she could.
Anon nodded, "I was wondering if you could, and how much it would cost to do that."
Rarity quickly shook her head, "Oh, don't even begin to speak of cost, darling. It's always a treat to make clothing for you. Your unique physique is quite a challenge and, dare I say... growing quite defined." She noted, not-so-subtly glancing all over Anon's body.
Anon looked down at himself, raising an eyebrow. True enough, there was a noticeable distinction in the amount of muscle definition all over his body. His chest was larger, his arms more defined and larger, and especially his legs, were thicker than just a week prior. Truth be told, even he was surprised to see just how much growth his body had gone through in such a short amount of time. A blush wormed its way onto his face as he took in the compliment from one of the prettiest mares he knew.
"Aww, thanks Rarity... I've just uh... been getting a lot of exercise in the past week." He admitted.
Rarity smirked, "I assumed Rainbow would whip you into shape, but my word, her and AppleJack together have turned you into quite the stud." She replied, before turning around to head to the stairs leading to the second floor.
Anon blushed at the compliment, "Oh, I don't know about that..." He trailed off, seeing the briefest flash of Rarity's sex as her tail flicked to the side.
While he couldn't be sure if the move was intentional or not, recent events had led him to err on the side of recklessness and assume that it was on purpose. The quick and salacious side-eye Rarity gave him only further emboldened his belief and a sly grin started to form on his face as he watched her leave.
"You know, this shouldn't take too long... You're more than welcome to join me upstairs while I work, Anon." Rarity offered, glancing over her wither.
Seeing the obvious invitation being offered to him, Anon smiled and nodded, "Well, don't mind if I do."
With that, Anon followed after her, heading up the stairs to the second floor. Several times along the walk, Rarity's tail swept out of the way, making it more and more obvious that she was putting on an impromptu show for him. The way her hips swayed back and forth only further served to highlight the absolutely delicious curvature of her ass. Anon found himself licking his lips in anticipation as the soft white pony before him all but begged him to spread her legs and breed her.
Soon enough, they reached the second story of the building and entered Rarity's sewing room. There were several different ponyquins laid out with dozens of different fabrics and dresses thrown all over them. While the downstairs lobby area of the boutique was clean and pristine, it was clear that all the mess was centered entirely in the upstairs where Rarity actually worked. While she'd never admit it, she was most definitely a messy mare when it came to her work.
Smiling confidently as he closed the door behind him, Anon crossed his arms and leaned against the wall as Rarity walked over to her sewing station. Her horn lit up in a sapphire aura that matched her beautiful eyes as she levitated several rolls of cloth and fabric from the drawers beside her, along with donning her red, cat-eye eyeglasses. While she quickly set them up and started her sewing machine, the fashionista curiously didn't throw away his tattered and torn underwear. In fact, she kept the garments on the table beside her, her nostrils flaring repeatedly as she set about her work.
"So... the master at work, huh?" Anon groused, playfully raising an eyebrow at Rarity's work ethic.
She returned his gesture with a smug side-eye of her own, her tail wafting her natural scent toward Anon as she worked.
"Oh, darling, if you want to see more clearly, you should get closer. I know you have good eyesight, but the devil is in the details, after all." She teased, going so far as to give him a wink.
Chuckling slightly as he pushed himself off the wall and made his way over to Rarity, Anon ran his hand through his hair, sweeping his hair back slightly and not-so-subtly showing off his chest and abdomen muscles as his shirt was pulled tight against his body. The sight sent a clear shiver of excitement through Rarity's entire body as she bit her lip and rocked her hips side to side.
As Anon approached and stood beside Rarity, he was made privy to the smell of her arousal as it wafted from her nethers up to his nostrils, due in no small part to how her tail was waving back and forth. With his new position just beside her, Anon could just barely make out the faintest damp spot forming on the chair under her. The sight alone made his manhood swell with blood and vigor as the thought of pinning the sexy little fashion mare to the ground and fucking her over and over, entered his mind.
"Wow... you... certainly have filled in quickly, haven't you?" Rarity asked, her eyes glued to the bulging chest that Anon bore through his shirt.
Seeing no reason to not be bold and direct, given all the other signs he'd quickly picked up on, Anon replied, "I could say the same for you. You've got curves in all the right places."
Rarity's snow white cheeks quickly took on a red tint as she bashfully looked away and fanned herself, "My, my... so forward... herding with Rainbow, AppleJack, and Twilight has really increased your confidence. Such a bold thing to say to a lady..." She purred.
"Well..." Anon replied, leaning in closely, "I've also just now noticed how beautiful your eyes are when they sparkle in the sunlight. If I'm being honest... I've always thought you were pretty, but lately? You're fucking gorgeous." He firmly asserted, holding eye contact with her the whole time.
Her jaw dropping slightly, both at Anon's use of profanity and the sudden boldness he'd hit her with, Rarity couldn't help the flush that turned her entire face, ears, and neck crimson. Her clit winked out as she inhaled yet another whiff of his scent. The salty pheromones emanating from the thoroughly used undergarments beside her, combined with the sight before her and the fresh wave of pheromones she could smell emanating from his warm body, sent her mind reeling as a wave of pleasure shot up her spine.
"Oh, Anon..." Rarity whispered, leaning against his torso.
Cradling her head with his hand, Anon leaned in until his face was just a few precious inches from hers, "Rarity... you're gorgeous... and I want to show you just how much I can appreciate that beauty." Anon smirked.
Without giving so much as a moment of thought to her actions, Rarity darted forward, locking her lips with Anon and hooking a foreleg around his neck to hold him close. Unlike all of the previous mares he'd kissed, Anon found that she didn't want to immediately shove her tongue down his throat. Instead, there was something almost regally reserved about the way she gently prodded his lips with her tongue, politely asking for entry. Being the gentleman he was, Anon acquiesced to her request, meeting her halfway with his own tongue and starting a slow dance of passion that served to heighten both of their arousals even further.
Slowly and surely, Anon's hands migrated further down Rarity's body, teasing and caressing her form with featherlight touches all along her generous curves. The contact brought forth a whimper of delight from the snow white pony, making her fidget some more on her chair and grind her loins against the fabric she sat on. She broke their kiss with a sharp gasp of pleasure as Anon pinched one of her teats between his finger, lightly rolling the nubby flesh of her nipple between his thumb and index finger. He traced around her areola, sending electric jolts of pleasure straight to her marehood, making it practically seize upon itself in arousal.
"Oh, buck... I need you..." Rarity softly moaned, her tongue lolling out of her mouth.
"What're you two doing?" A young, squeaky, and feminine voice suddenly asked from the doorway, making both Anon and Rarity freeze.
Slowly turning their heads, they saw Rarity's little sister, Sweetie Belle, tilting her head to the side in confusion from the doorway. Thankfully, Anon's position hid any of the lewd contact between them from the prepubescent filly, but hot blushes of embarrassment exploded on both Anon and Rarity's faces regardless.
"A-ah-Sweetie Belle! W-w-what are you doing up here? I thought you were out playing with your friends?" Rarity hastily asked, hoping to Celestia that her little sister hadn't seen anything.
"Apple Bloom and Scootaloo had to leave to go help AppleJack and Rainbow with something. Neither one of them would tell them what it was, but only that it was for a very special event. I came back to see what you were up to." Sweetie Belle replied, innocently.
"Ah, I see..." Rarity muttered, her mind still reeling from the pheromones surrounding her and the man standing frozen still beside her.
A quick glance downward made it clear just why Anon wasn't moving. The tent he was pitching in his pants could rival Big Macintosh for subtlety. Not wanting to put the man in an awkward situation with her little sister, and especially wanting to protect the innocence of the filly, Rarity tried to tell her to leave. However, just as she opened her mouth, Sweetie Belle stepped further into the room, her nostrils flaring.
"What's that weird smell in here?" Sweetie Belle inquired, tilting her head up and sniffing at the air.
Anon's eyes went wide at the possible implications of an underage filly catching a whiff of his scent. He quickly glanced down to Rarity, a panicked look in his face. Seeing the fear in his eyes, Rarity quickly hopped off of her chair and made her way over to her little sister.
"Oh, apologies for that, Sweetie. I... well, I went into season early. Mister Anon here was just offering to bring me some 'beat-the-heat' tonic from Zecora." Rarity hastily lied, her mind still swirling with arousal as a bead of her nectar slowly dribbled down her thigh.
"Oh! Really? I thought you went into heat last month?" Sweetie Belle inquired, tilting her head to the side.
"L-like I said... really early... A-anyways, I hate to just usher you out, but I have a few things I need to finish before Mister Anon and I head out to Zecora's." Rarity replied.
Sweetie Belle immediately pouted, "Aww... but I wanted to spend some time with you. Isn't there anything I can do to help?" She asked, giving her best puppydog eyes.
Rarity bit her lip. Even through the haze of horny emotions filling her mind, her little sister's puppydog eyes were a profound weakness of hers. It took a moment, but her eyes soon lit up in excitement as she thought of a way to avoid explaining the birds and bees to her little sister.
"Actually, I just had an idea! Sweetie, if you want to help, could you be a dear and go over to Zecora's to get that tonic for me?" Rarity beamed, a triumphant smile on her face.
Sweetie Belle's face lit up in excitement, "Oh! I can do that! 'Beat the Heat', right?"
Rarity nodded, "Yes, darling. Now, off you go! Be sure to take the safe route!"
Sweetie Belle playfully rolled her eyes, "I know, I know. I've gone there a hundred times before. I'll be back in about an hour!" She called as she trotted out the door.
As the sounds of the filly's hoofsteps faded into the distance, Rarity shut the door and locked it with her magic. Both man and mare let out a long sigh of relief as the potential incident was over, before turning to each other once more.
"Apologies for that... I didn't think she would be home for... quite some time." Rarity apologized, heading into her closet.
Anon nodded, "Oh, no worries. Listen, I... uh, if the mood's kinda ruined, we don't have to do this now. I understand if you're not really feeling it anymore after... that."
A few moments of silence was the only answer Anon received.
"Uh, Rarity?" He asked again, leaning over slightly to see into the closet.
Rather than verbally reply, Rarity stepped out into her room dressed in one of the sexiest sets of lingerie Anon had ever seen. Black, lacy stockings rode all the way up to her plot and barrel, while a tight corset beautifully accentuated her curvy frame. A black collar was fixed around her neck, accented with a sapphire just like her cutie mark, and a black bridle wrapped around her head. A frilly skirt just barely covered some of her hindquarters, but nowhere near enough to hide the sinful view of her dripping cunt as she did a quick twirl.
"Not feeling it anymore? Darling, I don't think you understand," She replied, trotting over to him until she was just a hair's breadth away. She leaned up to his ear, her tongue playfully licking his lobe before she inhaled his scent yet again, "I'm more turned on now than I think I've ever been... I need you to rut me, right here and now. I want you to ruin me. I want to be dripping with your seed." She whispered, her voice no more than a sensual purr in the otherwise silent room.
Having been immensely inspired by the rousing speech, Anon wasted absolutely no time and grabbed Rarity's head in his hands, plunging his tongue into her mouth as he rubbed her ears with his thumbs and index fingers. The response was an immediate purr of delight from the snow-white unicorn, her tail wagging in excitement as she returned the gesture. She quickly pushed him toward the bed, maintaining the kiss the entire time.
Anon fell back onto the mattress with a soft *pomf*, while Rarity continued to kiss him, climbing on top of him as if he were a mountain to be scaled. Only when she was completely atop of him did she break the kiss, licking her lips to capture as much of Anon's salty saliva as she could.
"Darling, you taste absolutely divine... I can only imagine how much better you'll taste... elsewhere." She purred, trailing off with a soft nicker as she slowly trailed down his body, planting kisses along his neck.
Anon quickly unbuttered his shirt, making it easy for Rarity to trace a trail of kisses down his abdomen. She stopped at each nipple to lick and suckle on his flesh, the contact sending tingles of pleasure through Anon's body. Soon enough, she made her way down to his pants, her horn igniting to remove them with haste. Unlike the mares before her, Rarity was swift but gentle with her disrobing of Anon, making great effort to not tear or damage the fabric in any way as she removed his clothing. In short order, Anon was completely naked and beneath her, his leaking cock springing up to greet her.
Like a dog in heat, Rarity leaned down and inhaled the musk of his loins, taking great long whiffs as she trailed kisses all around the cock and balls, worshiping them. As she worked, she slowly migrated her rear toward Anon, giving him a clear sight of her soaking marehood and the leaky trails of her arousal that drizzled down her thighs. One look was all Anon needed to get the message loud and clear. He grabbed two handfuls of her doughy flanks, rotating her over until she was straddling him, and dove into her folds.
Rarity let out a long, low moan of satisfaction as she felt Anon's tongue dive into her labia, licking and tasting her most sacred treasure. Her clit needily winked out against his chin, while his nose rubbed against the underside of her ponut, sending wave after wave of excruciating pleasure through her spine. Endorphins and adrenaline flooded her veins as the feeling and sounds of Anon lewdly slurping at her folds sent her arousal into overdrive, and with nary a moment of preparation, she angled his cock with her hooves and thrust her face down upon it.
"Gah!" Anon cried in surprise, his voice muffled by Rarity's moist lower lips.
In one fluid motion, she'd taken him all the way to the hilt, her throat bulging obscenely as her eyes watered and her oxygen supply was completely cut off. Anon could feel the warm, hot, moist confines of her tight throat as it constricted around him, massaging his member while Rarity slowly lapped at his groin with her tongue. In a display of flexibility that he didn't even think her capable of, Rarity even managed to lick and cradle each of his testes with her tongue while pressing her muzzle firmly against his pelvis. Her tongue was seemingly longer than any other mare he'd been with.
The sensations were so overwhelming that Anon couldn't help but groan into Rarity's tight pussy. He cocked an arm back and slapped her ass as hard as he could, given his angle leaving a delightfully red imprint of his hand on her plush white flank, as well as earning a squeal of pain and pleasure from the mare atop of him. She quickly gagged from the shock, pulling her head back until his cock popped out of her mouth. As she looked back at Anon, her chest heaving as saliva dripped freely from her panting mouth and black mascara ran down her cheeks from the tears she'd shed, he couldn't help but feel as if she was the most beautiful unicorn he'd ever laid eyes on.
"Do that... again... you fiend." Rarity practically growled, the fiery lust in her voice leaving no room for argument.
Happy to oblige, Anon cocked his other arm back and struck her ass as hard as he could. The effect was immediate, and a throaty moan escaped Rarity's maw as her entire backside quivered.
"More?" Anon smirked.
"Don't you dare stop." Rarity ordered, before returning to the monolith of man meat before her.
Once again, she dove down onto his cock, taking him to the hilt in one motion while Anon returned to eating her out. The juices absolutely flowing from her cunt could only be described as deliciously tart and sour, and with each taste Anon got, he only wanted more. He resisted the urge to buck his hips up as Rarity pulled off of his cock, before diving back down onto it once more. Soon enough she was bobbing her head and taking him into her throat with each plunge and swallowing around him as he filled her esophagus.
The massaging of her motions, combined with the downright euphoric taste of her marehood, and the absolutely sinful squeals of delight she gave each time his hand roughly struck her ass, made quick work of Anon's hard-earned stamina. Luckily for him, Rarity was even more turned on than he was, and within just a few more moments, she seized in climactic fury, her hindlegs squeezing around his face as a gush of marecum flooded his mouth. Rather than cry out in bliss or throw her head back in ecstasy, however, Rarity continued to soldier on, battering her throat with his cock as her eyes rolled back into her skull.
The sensation of her throat constricting around him and milking him as she practically drowned him in her fluids, sent Anon over the edge as well, and with barely repressed grunt of pleasure, Anon's cockhead flared and the first spurt of his seed shot down Rarity's throat. Rarity gulped over and over, swallowing the scalding hot human spunk as she unsheathed his cock from her throat, capturing his tip in her mouth. Her cheeks soon ballooned outward as her maw was completely filled with white seed. With an audible gulp, she swallowed down the impressive load and suckled on his tip until the last of his orgasm tapered off, leaving no more seed for her to drink down.
Rarity pulled off of Anon's cock with a gasp, her chest heaving as she hadn't breathed in what felt like an eternity. As she turned around to face Anon, she saw his entire head drenched in her syrupy essence. Meanwhile, not a drop of his cum had been spilled, a fact that she was immediately and immensely proud of.
"Well, darling... I sure hope you're up for another round. I don't think I could live with myself if I didn't feel you stuff my marehood with that absolutely lovely cock of yours." She purred, leaning down and licking her own climactic juices off of Anon's face.
"Hell, you don't have to ask me twice." Anon grinned, grabbing hold of Rarity's withers and rolling over.
A squeak and gasp of excitement escaped Rarity's lips as she was rolled onto her back, Anon coming to a rest on top of her, his still throbbing hard cock sandwiched between her generous teats.
"Oh, darling... ravish me." Rarity ordered, before trailing her tongue from Anon's collarbone up to his lips and kissing him.
Anon quickly cocked his hips back, angling his cockhead for her sopping wet folds and drove forward, spearing himself inside. The heat and constriction her insides afforded him almost made Anon gasp through the kiss, his entire shaft feeling as if he was speared into heaven itself. He could feel the rapid beating of Rarity's frantic heart through her nerve-dense walls, each beat sending a small shiver of pleasure through his manhood. For just a moment, he held himself there, hilted all the way until his pelvis met hers, and his tongue slowly dancing around hers.
He felt Rarity's desperate hooves paw at his back, silently pleading for him to proceed. With a grunt, he complied, rolling his hips back before slamming them forward. The effect was immediate and powerful. Rarity threw her head back, spittle and saliva flying from her lips and tongue as she cried out in bliss, her voice going hoarse as her hindlegs trembled around him.
"Oh fuck... Rarity..." Anon muttered, thrusting into her warm, moist, and supple folds over and over.
"A-Anon... oh," She groaned as he hit a particularly sensitive spot, "-you're everything I've ever dreamed of..." Rarity whimpered, squeezing her eyes shut.
Anon leaned down, his instincts taking over for a brief moment as he bit down on Rarity's exposed neck. The harsh bite, while doing no real damage, made Rarity gasp and moan in excitement as her oxygen was stifled somewhat. The pain and pleasure of Anon's sharp teeth digging into the soft, sensitive flesh of her throat sent shivers of excitement rushing up her spine as neurons fired off inside her brain. This was her purpose, to be pinned down, bred and bitten by a strong, feral predator. She was his prey, nothing more, and he could do whatever he wanted to her. The bite was just the polite way of him letting her know it.
The mental stimulus overwhelming her almost sent Rarity careening over the edge right then and there, though something else caught the attention of her already strained mind. She felt the warm, gentle touch of the soft pads that made up Anon's fingers wrapping around both of her forehooves. Despite her eyes wanting nothing more than to roll back into her skull, she managed to glance over, finding that Anon was holding her hooves with both hands as he continued to bite down on her neck, his saliva soaking into her coat as it dribbled down his chin.
The sensations were too great, too fast, and too innumerable for her to bear. Her jaw worked uselessly as she was assaulted with pleasure from all angles, and the long, heavy thrusts Anon fucked her with only heightened the experience to new levels she wasn't sure even existed. Meaty *plap* after meaty *plap* filled the air, the sweet cacophony of slick flesh on damp fur, only accompanied by the feral grunts and gasps from the man and pony as they put Rarity's bedframe to the test.
Through it all, Anon held her hooves as if she were the most important creature in the world to him. Even with her mind utterly drowning in pleasure, both from his physical touch as well as his ambrosial musk, Rarity felt the significance of the gesture deep in her heart. Tears spilled from the corners of her eyes, staining her white fur with black streaks of running mascara yet again, but she couldn't recall a single time in her life she felt happier.
Hearing the barest hint of a sob, Anon finally released his vice-like bite on Rarity's neck, leaving red indentions where his teeth dug into her flesh. As he looked up to her face, he froze immediately, his eyes going wide in concern.
"Rarity? Are you okay? D-did I hurt you?" He questioned, genuine concern filling his voice.
Anon released one hand to gently cup Rarity's cheek, but as he tried to release the other, he felt her grab him back. While pony hooves grabbing things with some invisible force was still something he hadn't wrapped his head around, Anon focused on the pony crying underneath him, her lips trembling as she tried to find her words.
"N-no, darling. Far from it... I've just... never been this happy before, I think." Rarity admitted, sniffling slightly.
"Rarity..." Anon whispered.
"You make me feel loved, Anon... I know we aren't there yet, but... I do know that I don't want this to be a one-time thing." She replied, meeting his gaze with a watery one of her own.
A soft smile formed on Anon's face as he reached up with his thumb, wiping the tears from her eye and leaning in to kiss her once more. This time the kiss was soft, and loving, without a hint of the rushed needy lust that any previous kiss held before. Rather, it was filled with nothing but passion.
As he pulled away, Anon looked into her gorgeous sapphire eyes, "I would love nothing more... Twilight may have also suggested it as well... also Rainbow and AJ basically demanded I offer you the chance to join." He chuckled.
Rarity giggled as more tears welled in her eyes, "They truly are wonderful friends to have. I can't wait to call them lovers too." She smiled.
"Welcome to the herd, Rarity." Anon smiled, leaning down and kissing her.
As their tongues wrestled and rolled over one another again, Anon picked the pace back up, his hips thrusting into a blur of feral lust and desire. The meaty *plaps* of his hips against hers rang out in the otherwise silent room as they were both pushed to their breaking point. Having both already been on the cusp of orgasm just a moment prior, it didn't take long at all for Anon to feel the familiar sensation building in his groin, the familiar tightness of his coming load aiming right for Rarity's cervix.
Breaking the kiss and throwing her head back as she felt the climactic jolts of ecstasy starting to take hold of her once again, Rarity cried out, "Breed me you stud! Make me yours!"
Anon's hips thrust faster and faster, until the entire bed creaked and rocked with each jolt he sent through the frame. Rarity wrapped her hindlegs around his back as she brayed out to the heavens, her body quivering in climactic rapture while a gush of her marecum sprayed out all over Anon's cock and waist. Not a moment behind her, Anon hilted as deep as he could, his shaft punching into her cervix as he fired spurt after spurt of seed straight into her waiting womb. The scalding juices filling her cunt made Rarity's eyes roll back into her skull as every last nerve in her brain was utterly fried by pleasure.
After nearly ten seconds of shooting heavy spurts of gooey cum as deep inside of her as he could, Anon collapsed on top of the heaving fashionista. Her forelegs instantly wrapped tight around him, holding him close as she stared up at the ceiling, her mind reeling from the most intense orgasm of her life. She came down from her high after several minutes of staring, only due to the feeling of soft lips against her neck. Slowly coming to her senses, Rarity noticed Anon gently kissing her neck all over the place he'd bitten her. Each kiss was filled with tenderness and love, making her heart ache as she squeezed him closer in thanks.
"I think this has been the best morning of my life." She giggled.
Anon slowly lifted his head from her neck, ensuring to plant another gentle, chaste kiss on her unsuspecting lips.
"If you think this was fun, just wait until Twi, Dash, and AJ get a piece of you tonight." He grinned.
Despite herself, and the cum still bubbling out of her thoroughly stuffed and abused slit, Rarity couldn't help but blush at the implication.
"Oh, darling... I can't wait." She purred.
Author's Note
Hey all! Hope you enjoyed the salty shenanigans! I had a lot more fun this time around than I expected. Rarity is just such a sexy and fun mare to lewd. I need to lewd her more often, tbh. Anyways, you guys know the drill by now, comment down below who you want Anon to lewd next! Also, since I'm kinda running out of ideas, comment what kind of kinks you'd like to see next! I am open to pretty much anything except the fucked up ones. You know which ones I'm talking about. If you need to ask, the answer is probably no lol.
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