Two Nights in Paradise

“Seems like it was a good idea to leave early.”

Their return to the hotel felt like what they should have seen this morning. Countless conversations flooded the lobby with endless buzz. The front desk was busy with double the workers tending to customers. Hondo made a mental note to thank Rarity for leaving the house when she did.

“Plenty of folks who just touched down, I bet.” With all the people around, a thought popped into Hondo's head. He slipped his phone from his pocket and then tapped the screen a few times. “Heard anything from Sweetie since this morning?”

“Not a peep,” she answered with a frown. “Not that I expected any less. With any luck, we’ll spend less than a grand on her newest escapades…” Hondo chuckled, which lifted Rarity’s mood. She pulled out her own phone. “I’ll leave her a text that we’re heading to our room.”

“I’d appreciate that.”

With the sun down and plenty of new memories, they were both ready to call it for the night. The elevators to the rooms were on either side of the front desk. So, after cutting through the crowds, they boarded an elevator. Behind them was a couple, with bags under their eyes. Hondo could only imagine their journey to get to this point.

Once they were all in, they each pressed their buttons. The couple pressed the ninth floor, while Hondo thumbed the 'L' button near the top. The doors closed and Hondo relaxed with a sigh.

"Oh? You managed to get a room up there?" The speaker was one of the two women they boarded with. She hummed in delight, then continued. "We were lucky to snag one last year. So expensive, but so worth it."

"That's good to hear," chimed Rarity. "To be honest, I was a bit worried. We left our reservation in my sister's hands, and I wasn't sure what to expect." The other lady laughed and nodded her head.

"Your sister has good taste and deep pockets," she said. "Just try not to get too wild away up there. The staff were getting tired of swapping our sheets out every 20 minutes." The two shared a chuckle, as Hondo raised his eyebrow.

"What do you—" His sentence ran short as the elevator beeped with a shrill ding. They’d reached the ninth floor just in time. the doors opened and the couple stepped off.

"Enjoy yourselves!" called the first woman. They managed to slip in a smile before the doors closed them off. Once again alone, Hondo sighed. Though his mind still held on to her words.

“That’s a little odd, no?” Rarity muttered under her breath, but Hondo still caught it. Looking over, he saw her fiddling with her room key. “It seems like our room number is ‘L03’. Did Sweetie book us a penthouse suite, by chance?”

“Seems so,” Hondo tapped the metal panel next to the buttons on the elevator. The button he pressed was above the numbered floors. It was also surrounded by a heart carved into the metal. “Weird naming convention they have here. I almost thought L meant the lobby.”

“Yeah…” Rarity fiddled with the card in her hands, a pensive look on her face. “L, huh…?”

The shrill beep from before cut her short, and the elevator came to a slow halt. The doors opened and revealed the floor to them. Even from a glance, Hondo could tell this place was special.

“L03, right?” he asked, stepping forward into the hallway. "I think I see the door." Behind him, Rarity took a deep breath, then followed along. The door was a surprising distance away from the elevator. At least 30 feet separated L01 and L02, and there were only four rooms in total.

“Looks like this is it,” she said, stopping in front of their marked door. She waved the card before the reader and waited. A second later, the lock disengaged and allowed them in. She pushed the door in, but it barely budged. Hondo pressed his palm above her head to help, noting how heavy the door was. But that observation flew right out of his mind once he laid eyes on the rest of the room.

“W-Wait.” His eyes flicked back and forth, taking in the room all at once. His jaw hit the floor as he croaked out the next sentence. “This is our room...?”

Every inch of the place oozed luxury. Large windows on the far wall led to a balcony peeking over the sea and the city. Twinkling lights signaled every nighttime attraction the area had to offer. A single bed touched the wall to their right. It was wider than he was tall and adorned with fancy linens worth more than his salary. Underneath it were dim red lights bathing the entire room in a rosy ambiance. Forget oozing it, this room was the embodiment of luxury.

But there was definitely more to this room than that.

"U-Um..." Hondo glanced down, at the bedside table next to the bed. There, clear as day, was a box of condoms and a huge bottle of lube. Against the far right wall was a vending machine. There were enough dildos, fleshlights, and body oils to make a pornstar blush. Hondo stood no chance. “T-There's some mistake, right?”

“A mistake, r-right. Room service m-must've gotten confused.” Hondo glanced at Rarity who nervously fiddled with the card in her hands. Hondo looked around again, spotting the phone on the other side's nightstand. He shuffled over to it, then ripped it off the receiver and began dialing.

“I-I'll get this fixed. You don't have to… to touch anything.”

“Yes… thank you.” He turned his attention back to the phone as the dial tone sounded. He took a deep breath and focused on it, drowning out everything else. Before long, the phone clicked, and a familiar voice rang out.

“Hello, this is Prim with room service. How may we help you?” Her answer was frantic, which made sense considering the commotion going on in the lobby.

“Hey, um, hi,” Hondo stuttered. “Me and my daughter- uh Hondo Flanks and Rarity, I mean… there was a mix-up in our rooms?” He shuffled in place and tapped his finger against the wood. “I-Is it possible that we could get our rooms changed?”

For a while, there was no response. He could hear the frantic voices of others and the tapping of keyboards, but there was no Prim. Hondo wondered if he should ask again, but a long sigh interrupted that thought.

“I knew this was gonna be a pain in the ass.”

“W-What?”

“Sorry.” She almost apologized before he responded. There was some more keyboard noise, and then she continued. “There's been no mix-up. Those are the rooms you paid for.”

“B-But—”

“I had a feeling that this was a mistake, so I held a room for the two of you in the likely event that you'd request it.” Hondo's face lit up, but Prim had more to say. “But due to the sudden influx of customers, I had to give away our last reserve room. Yours.”

“So… there's no available room you can switch us with?”

“Afraid not. We're fully booked.” Prim let out another sigh, then said the next words under her breath. “Something I wished even half of these people would understand.”

“Maybe there’s another hotel we can stay in nearby?” He peeked behind him. Rarity was still fiddling with the card in silence. He was glad she found something to focus on that wasn't... everything around them.

“You’re welcome to try, but if we’re this backed up, I doubt they’ll have much more room than us.” He gripped the neck of the phone hard and bit down on his lip. His mind raced a mile a minute to find a solution, but nothing he came up with was simple or easy. “Look, Mr. Flanks, I can try to squeeze you in elsewhere tomorrow morning at the earliest. It'd best to work with what you have and wait it out. Sit back and relax, don’t touch the TV, and everything will be fixed by morning, all right?”

“Y-Yes, of course… thank you.” Prim’s goodbye barely reached Hondo’s ears as he lowered the phone toward the receiver. The small click returned the room to the silence they’d stepped in once they first entered. He took a deep breath to collect his thoughts, then turned back to Rarity. Their eyes met only for a second before Hondo had to look away. “You might’ve caught a bit of that, but it looks like we’re stuck here for the moment.”

“Y-Yes, I heard.” She took a deep breath of her own, which Hondo guessed was for similar reasons. “Unfortunate.”

“I-I’ll sleep in the car,” said Hondo as soon as the thought left his mind. “Then, first thing in the morning is a new room. Two rooms! I-If not here, then somewhere else—”

“No, that... won’t do.” Her rejection floored Hondo, who watched her with a worried expression. She took her first step into the room proper, leaving her purse on the bed. It was big enough to fit the two of them if they kept close. “This vacation is for you. I won't let you squeeze into the car for my sake.”

"I don't want you to do that for my sake, either." Their eyes met. Hondo could see the determination behind them. She wouldn't be budging on this. “Then... what should we do?”

“Well… it will be a unique experience, certainly.” She chuckled, but Hondo could see past her demeanor. Her voice was shaky, and she forced that laugh. With how red her ears were, he could guess she was just as embarrassed as he was. “We can hide and ignore the, erm… extras.”

“Alright...” He sighed again, then took another look around the room. Maybe there was some kind of silver lining in this situation. Unfortunately, his search only returned the extras Rarity mentioned. Worse, it reminded him of the odd feelings he hadn't quite shaken from earlier.

But after a closer look, Hondo noticed something interesting on the balcony. He stepped toward the window and confirmed it.

“A hot tub…” he murmured. He turned back to Rarity, catching her ear twitch as he spoke. “L-Looks like they went all out with this room, huh?”

“It seems so,” she responded blankly.

“Like the spa from earlier, right?” he continued. “I even think it's the same model... m-maybe smaller.” He glanced behind him again, this time catching Rarity peeking in his direction. She'd stopped fiddling with the card and began listening to him. "W- Who knows? Maybe we could get a dip in before we have to go, haha..." She hummed. in response, but said nothing, leaving Hondo to wonder if his attempt to cut the tension was effective. But, after an awkward pause, he got a clear answer.

"Yes... Yes!" Rarity shot to her feet and clenched her fist. Even Hondo was a bit shocked at the sudden fire in her eyes and her confident stance. “A bit of a bump in the road, but nothing to stumble over!” She took a deep breath and then put her fist over her chest. “First, a shower. Then we’ll relax, as we should. Yes.” She stomped toward the bathroom, on the left side of the room from the door, and entered quickly. “I’ll be quick!”

“Take your time!” he called back.

There were a few minutes of silence before the sound of the shower kicking to life rang through the room. Only then did Hondo finally relax and take a deep breath. He was ready to fall to his knees if the pressure stacked on any higher.

He found a spot on the opposite side of the bed and plopped down. Now that he was alone, he could finally gather himself and think clearly. At least, that's what he assumed. With Rarity out of the room, he actually began to give himself another look. Goosebumps formed on his arms as the room's scent brushed over them. The warm embrace of vanilla and sandalwood left him jittery. No matter how many deep breaths he took, he wouldn't calm down. So in the end, he blamed the room for the noticeable tent pitched in his shorts.

“Come on… calm down,” he murmured, barely higher than a breath. He made sure Rarity was still in the bathroom before reaching down for his pants. He pulled out the waistband and gave himself some space to breathe. But the sleeping dragon underneath wouldn't calm down with just some fresh air. “Geez… what is wrong with me…?”

He continued pulling until his pants and boxers reached his knees and fell down to his ankles. And there it was. It thumped with his heartbeat, eager to be handled after months of neglect. Even as he grabbed hold of it, he couldn't believe it. But believe it or not, he was gonna have to do something about it.

“This has to be quick,” he breathed, tightening his grip. He pumped himself twice to test the waters. A bit of precum dripped out and onto the carpet. “Okay… okay…”

Hondo couldn’t remember the last time he’d been so excited. His entire body hummed with pleasure on each stroke. His heart surged with fire on every beat. His mind wandered to places he’d normally never go. Yet it was only in these places that he could achieve this endless libido.

He grabbed his shirt tight and closed his eyes. In his mind, an image began to form. He saw wide hips, a plump bottom, and a full bosom, before him in their full glory. The image shifted a bit more, eventually forming a very familiar frame. It was Rarity... and she’d taken after her mother in more ways than one. Her lips were full and soft, and her hands were delicate. He imagined them taking hold of his cock. Gently, as she would.

“Y-Yeah... like that… hmm…” He pulled Rarity into him, hugging her soft ass in one hand while cupping her breasts in the other. She looked up at him, with those gorgeous blues as his lips met hers. He could only imagine how sweet she’d taste. “God… Rarity…”

His visions distorted as he got more into it. His jerking got more intense, and his balls began to shake and sputter. It had been a long time, but he could never forget this feeling. He grunted, curled his toes inward, and bit his lip.

But at the peak of his pleasure, reality clawed its way back into him. His surroundings exploded into focus, enough to make him gasp in shock.

First of all, he hadn’t prepared anything to clean up. What would he tell Rarity when she finally finished up in the shower?

Second of all, and more importantly, the shower was no longer running.

Hondo dove for his shorts as questions raced through his mind. What the hell was all that about? How long had the shower been off? Was Rarity standing behind him right now as he was exposed? He grabbed his shorts, pulled them up quick, and fiddled with the button. Finally decent, he whipped around in a hurry, an excuse hot on his tongue.

“R-Rarity, I…!” Before he could finish, he choked back the words. He would be talking to no one. He took a few deep breaths, nearly crashing to the ground before his adrenaline spiked up once more. The small click of the bathroom door signaled Rarity’s arrival. She poked her head out first, hair completely wrapped in a towel, and glanced in his direction.

“Did you call me, Dad?”

“N-No, not at all!” he exclaimed. He shuffled towards the bed, making sure his lower half was completely covered by it. “Done in the shower?”

“Almost. I forgot to get my swimsuit.” Finally, she stepped out from behind the door. Her body was covered in a towel, but it did little to actually hide her figure. It sloped off her breast, draping her body in a curtain. Hondo grabbed the edge of the sheets hard enough to turn his knuckles white.

“I-I’ll go take my shower then…” Hondo spun on his heel and reached the corner of the room in one big step. There was the luggage brought up that morning. He threw open his suitcase but froze once he saw what was in it.

“Hm?” Rarity joined him at his side. Her eyes fell on a piece of clothing sticking out atop the rest. She put a hand on her suitcase before realizing what she was looking at. “Is that… a speedo?”

“I-I… um…” He pinched the edge and lifted it out of the pile. It was barely bigger than his palm. If he put this on, he’d be one good stretch from snapping it. Add his restless erection into the mix, and there was no chance. “I d-didn’t pack this! I didn’t even know I owned one of these!” With his other hand, he began sifting through the rest of the clothes with reckless abandon. “M-Maybe they got things mixed up… Y-You should check yours too!”

“Y-Yeah.” She unzipped her suitcase, popping it open to a surprise of her own. Once Hondo realized what she packed, his heart shot right into his throat. “W-What is…?”

It was underneath a small slip of paper, but Rarity’s bikini was impossible to miss. Though it was a bit hard to call it that. One continuous line of black string, only slightly wider to cover its wearer’s delicates. Or, attempt to.

Like his, it sat on top of other folded clothes. The note on top also grabbed his attention, which Rarity picked up. She opened it and began scanning its contents. If Hondo hadn’t been able to read it himself, he wouldn’t have believed it.

Wear this, and I promise Dad will perk right up!

~ SB

“I’m going to kill her.” She crushed the paper the moment Hondo finished reading. A dark expression replaced her last one. One Hondo saw directed at Sweetie Belle only a few times in the past. She’d be lucky if she could crawl to the hospital afterward.

But Hondo’s attention was far from his youngest daughter. That honor belonged to the string bikini. If he stared any harder, his eyes would roll from his head. No amount of reason was going to keep his mind from wandering wherever it wanted to go at that moment.

So instead of trying to shackle it, he let it go.

Without a word, he got to his feet and turned away. In a few quick stomps, he was behind the bathroom door, sealing himself in with the click of the lock. The bathroom was as luxurious as the room it belonged to, but Hondo had little time for admiration.

He spent a moment fiddling with the button but soon tore his shorts from his bottoms. His shirt went next, both falling in a pile at the foot of the impressive bathtub. After his boxers, he was in the nude. He mellowed out to a half-chub, but the blood still pumped strong. A few seconds later, he was back to his full size.

With one foot in the tub, he cranked the faucet open, blasting his back with warm water. His palm slammed against the far wall with a dull thud, his other gripping him tight like he had before. A few pumps and he was already back to his breaking point.

“F-Fuck…” he grumbled. His fingers slowly scraped against the tile until he could ball them up in a fist. Those long, harsh jerks rattled his core and ran pleasure down his spine. A low, grave groan escaped him as he parted his lips. “Rarity, I-I… hnng!”

He grunted, finally breaking the limit he couldn't before. He ripped the cum out of him with another sharp jerk of the shaft. It roped forward and splat against the wall, followed by another right after. He shoveled air into his lungs with long, ragged breaths and pressed his forehead to the wall. The water washed away what it could, but not enough. Hondo could still see the mark he left behind.

The pitter-patter of water soon filled the silence like TV static. Hondo kept his eyes squarely on the cum dripping from the wall. His entire body buzzed with energy in a way he hadn't felt in years. Despite that, his mind was calm. There was only a single thing he could think about. Unfortunately, it was the one he wanted to avoid the most. He’d done all he could to suppress it, beat it, and forget it, but there was no avoiding it now.

He wanted to fuck his daughter.

He reached towards the handles and turned until ice-cold water crashed against his back. He shivered at first, but after a few deep breaths, he adjusted. He looked upward, letting the water wash away the sweat from his face, chest, and lower half.

After that, he lost track of time. He could have been under the water for hours and he wouldn’t have known. After some time, he decided to put his stalling to an end. He wasn't sure how yet, but he had to face his daughter again. He cleaned himself like normal and wrapped up in one of the hotel towels they’d provided. It was very soft and warm to the touch, he at least had that to comfort him.

In his hurry, he’d made the same mistake Rarity did. Well, that wasn’t exactly true. Sometime during his shower, he realized that he brought the Speedo along. It was balled up and hidden in his fist, for now. It was for the best, he thought.

The first thing he noticed out of the door was Rarity. She sat on the bed, hands in her lap, gaze downward. At least, until he stepped forward. Her face was flush, but that was normal for a young woman in her position. Hondo tried to think little of it.

“Hey,” he offered. She sat up straight as he spoke. Peeking over to the corner, he found his suitcase still open and hers closed shut. “Um… did you not get a chance to change?”

“Oh! S-Something like that…” Rarity placed a hand over her chest, which was still wrapped up in her towel.

“Sorry. I’ll let you use the bathroom now if you’d like.” He made his way over to his suitcase quickly, cracking it open with one hand while the other held his towel in place. “We can talk about how we’ll get to sleep after we both get something on. How’s that sound?”

“What about…” Rarity’s sentence trailed off. But after Hondo followed her gaze, he could guess what she meant. “You were quite excited about it, is all.”

“Right…” hummed Hondo. He glanced outside the window, at the hot tub. He gave the speedo a squeeze before turning back. “It’s unfortunate, but… it’s not like we can go in with, uh… what we have.”

“We could keep our towels on,” said Rarity. Her words were enough to freeze Hondo in place. Only for a quick moment, though. “Besides… speedos don’t have to be embarrassing. For some, they're... dignified.”

“Dignified…” Hondo repeated. He opened his palm, revealing the crumpled swimwear again. It hadn’t grown on him since the last time he looked. Then, his mind switched gears, posing the natural question that came with wearing it. “Will you be wearing… um—”

“A shirt!” she yelped. He turned to her, noticing the intensity in her blush. Surely, he wasn’t much better. “That would be okay… right?”

“R-Right.” He looked at the speedo in his hands one last time, then clenched his hand around it. ‘I’ll, um… be right back.”

“Mhm.” Hondo got to his feet again and slipped into the bathroom. Alone again, he took a deep breath and unfurled his towel. He was pretty calm but still volatile. If he was any more riled up, he’d never be able to fit.

To his surprise, it was easier to get it on than he thought. It stretched around his big legs and snapped snugly against his half-chub. A few adjustments later, and he was covered. Well, as covered as a speedo would allow.

He slipped the towel back on and left the room in a hurry. There, he found Rarity sitting on the bed as if she hadn’t moved a muscle. He even had to take a few steps out of the bathroom for her to look up at him. She smiled, but her bright red blush was here to stay. Again, Hondo tried his best to ignore it.

She stood up as he reached the foot of the bed, and joined him by his side. Hondo wanted to speak, but no words came to his head. So instead, they reached the door in silence. Once he slid it open, the subtle sounds of the nighttime attractions far below filled the air.

The balcony was bigger than he first thought. There was a table and chairs in one corner, and a large parasol to cover it. Of course, there were also a bunch of sex toys lying around. He bit his lip. He was already fighting against the speedo down below.

“Oh…” Rarity hummed. Hondo peeked over at her, catching her glance at the hot tub. Unlike the greater area, the hot tub was smaller than anticipated. There were two platforms inside, one elevated up to be a seat, while the center dipped further down to be a floor. If either of them wanted to soak, they could. But both of them would be an issue. “You can… go first.”

“R-Really?" Rarity nodded. "Okay…” He took a quick breath, then dipped his foot into the bubbling water. It wasn’t as hot as he expected, but the churning water felt great. He was able to slip right down, taking his seat on the left side. As he suspected, even pulling his legs in as much as they’d go, he couldn’t give Rarity much space. “Uh… there’s not a lot of space, but—”

There was a small thud next to him. It was Rarity’s towel falling to her ankles. His instincts pulled his gaze upward next. The bikini. It was every bit as glorious as he imagined it would be on her. But this was no illusion. When she bent down, the string clung to her, highlighting her delicates. She entered the water in one smooth motion, then pressed herself against him.

“Hm… not as hot as I expected.” Her voice was little more than a murmur, but it didn’t matter. Her words went in through one ear and out the other. Every bit of Hondo’s body was laser-focused on sending this sensation to every inch of itself. His hands twitched as his eyes slipped down her front.

“Y-You’re… um… shirt…?” croaked Hondo. Her breasts sat half-submerged under the foaming waters. The faded pink outline of her areola was still very visible, though. Rarity turned to the side, enough to meet her father’s gaze.

“It didn’t seem n-necessary.”

“W-Why’s that?” With Rarity so close, Hondo could feel her every move. In fact, all his senses caught fire. Her sweet shampoo scent was incredible. Subtle notes of coconut that he could almost taste on his tongue. Every few moments, she shifted in place, squeezing his growing bulge between her ass.

“I noticed how… excited you were before your shower, and… my mind started to race.” She shifted again, catching him just like she did before. The little whine she let out only served to rile him up further. “Were you aroused by the outfit? Did you imagine it on mom, or…” She lifted her hand from the water, reaching for his on the side. Grasping it from behind, she gently lifted it, bringing it to her chest.

Hondo gasped as they connected. It was just as soft as he imagined, and then some. His fingers sunk into her with little effort like marshmallows. He slipped past the bikini’s meager defense with a flick of his finger, wiggling her nipple from its place. He latched onto it next, gently pinching it between his thumb and index finger.

Rarity’s other hand went down the front, easily finding Hondo’s package over his towel. A few gentle rubs were all it took to convince him to unfurl it and let her at the real goods. His tip poked out from the top of the speedo, giving Rarity enough leeway to travel inside and down the shaft. Once she reached the bottom, she leaned back fully, until her back pressed against his chest.

“Go ahead,” she urged, voice low and sultry. She even squeezed his hand for good measure. “Touch me all you’d like…”

“Are you sure…?” he asked, matching her volume. In response, she let out a small chuckle, then rubbed his shaft back up the way she came with two fingers.

“Mhm.” She leaned into a surprise kiss, giving Hondo a taste of her lips. A tart cherry he enjoyed more than he should. He pulled her in, indulging in the desire despite his common sense. Then again, he was far beyond listening to it, anyway.

His other hand slipped under the water, past the curve of her stomach and to the plump mound above her pussy. His fingers ran through her neatly shaved bush, down to her clit. She gasped on his lips once he prodded it above the fabric, and again when he brushed past it to get to her lips below. Once he pressed past her lips and into her velvety folds, he went in, sticking his tongue in her mouth to meet hers.

“Hmm…” Hondo pulled her as close as she could come. He flicked her nipple back and forth with his right hand, while his left went exploring. He gently scraped along her walls and the roof, looking for the right spot. By the way she shivered in his grasp, he could tell he’d found it.

Meanwhile, with Rarity’s deft movements, she managed to slip his cock out of its tight restraints. Hondo shifted a bit, letting the speedo drift down his thighs. Now with full access, she grabbed him like a stick-shift, rocking him back and forth.

Every time they broke apart for air, Hondo would dive back in, like a beast giving into its animalistic urges. The passion that set his body ablaze gave birth to a level of desire he had no hope of controlling. When Rarity finally escaped his grasp, it was to let out a flighty moan deep from her chest. Her body shook and pussy squeezed tight around his fingers. He pulled them from her as she settled down and caught her breath.

The kisses found a new home on her neck. She enjoyed them if her humming was anything to go by. His left hand emerged from the water, grabbing her other tit in his grasp. Rarity lifted her hips enough to guide his cock between her ass. There, she wiped it along her soft cheeks, only arousing him more. Once it reached the middle again, he thrust forward and slipped out front.

“Rarity…” he murmured. “Can I...?” A small pause, before Rarity gave his hand another squeeze.

“Please… but…”

Rarity left his grasp and got to her feet in one motion. Water rolled off the curve of her ass as it broke the surface. She stepped forward then bent down, reaching for something off in the distance. Hondo focused on the delicious meal right in front of him. The sight of her pussy all but crammed into the thin fabric was irresistible. He peeled her from the bikini, then spread her open with his thumb. The dripping peachy pink looked too good to be true.

He followed Rarity up, holding his dick straight in one hand. The head split her lips just enough to scrape the pink inside, then slipped downward. He pressed against her again, ready to break in, but respected Rarity's wishes. Soon, she came back with what she had been searching for.

“Protection,” she murmured. “W-We don’t want any surprises… is all.”

“Right...” He took the condom from her and split the wrapper open. His nervous excitement had him fumbling with it for a bit, but he wrapped up before long. His hands found their place on her hips before he got back into the proper position.

He gave her a warning squeeze before pressing forward. After she braced herself, he pushed forward and buried a third of his shaft inside at once. Rarity yelped in surprise, but it fizzled into a whine as he trudged on. She held onto every inch with a fierce grip, but Hondo pushed along, determined to reach the end. He pulled her in around halfway, sliding the last half in with ease.

He retreated quickly to the tip but was careful not to slip out. Excited as he was, he didn't want to get carried away in his eagerness. He pushed forward again, squeezing through her easier this time.

Hondo went for one last gentle prod before his hips decided he'd had enough. He shot forward, savoring the squish of her ass against his thighs. Not to mention Rarity's rewarding moan. He did it again, and her front half fell down, tits pressed into the flooring. Rarity let him know how she felt as she wiggled her hips on his dick.

“You feel so good,” hummed Hondo. He chased her down, pressing his chest into her back. One hand held him up while the other slipped further down once again, finding her clit. “So warm, tight…” Rarity took a sharp breath once his rough fingers feathered along the nub of her clit once again. “You’re perfect.”

“D-Dad, I—” Her sentence was cut short by a sharp yelp. That gentle pinch was enough to get her shaking. Her pussy grasped wildly at his shaft as he pumped through. He rubbed it with his thumb in time with his thrusts. “O-Oh… yes…!”

Rarity covered her mouth, but the moan still crept through. Hondo slowed down to his original pace as she leaked beneath him. After a bit of shaking and a few more moans, Hondo slipped out of her, letting her drip into the frothing waters below. He waited for her to recover, taking a few deep breaths himself. She peeked behind her once she was back to normal.

“Did you…” She glanced down, noticing his full erection still ready to go. Instead of answering her, Hondo placed a hand on her inner thigh and lifted it until she flipped over onto her back. In this position, only her feet were still submerged in the tub.

“Rarity,” whispered Hondo. His eyes dropped down to her chest, where he placed a firm kiss above her breast. “Rarity…”

“Hmm?” Hondo didn’t answer, instead planting another kiss a bit higher up. This close, he swore he could feel her heartbeat. It was wild and grew stronger with each kiss. She reached around his neck, holding him close as his smooches traveled north. Once he pecked her neck, he leaned back, meeting her eyes again.

“I want you.” Her eyes widened at his sudden confession. If Rarity’s face could have gotten redder, it would have then. She looked away, but Hondo grabbed her attention back once he grabbed her hand in his. “It may be… no, it is wrong… but it's the truth.” Hondo gave her hand a squeeze, then gathered determination behind his eyes. When she looked back, he could tell the gears in her mind were turning. Then, after a short wait, she returned his squeeze.

“Then… take me.” Her free hand left his neck, sliding up to his face. Her thumb brushed against his thick sideburns. “For tonight… I’m yours.” The words passed right through his chest and grabbed hold of his heart. Any lingering doubt washed away right then. He waited only a moment before getting back to it. Lining himself up with Rarity’s dripping pussy, he teased her with a few long rubs against the lips.

“I’m going to put it back in.” Rarity nodded, but Hondo was already working his way forward. As wet as she was, he had no trouble breaking through again. Hondo let out a long sigh, finishing once he hilted himself inside. With his hands propping him up on both sides of her body, he was off to the races.

It was a complete shift from before. The soft, cautious strokes he started with before were gone. He thrust forward with enough force to send ripples through her thighs, up to her stomach. She wrapped her hands around his arms for support, trying hard not to get blown away by his ferocity.

The power was a match made in heaven with his stamina. Sweat rolled down his back as he pounded away, but he showed no signs of slowing down. If he did get tired, Rarity’s moans were more than enough to bring him back into top shape.

But soon, Hondo could feel it. He was full of steam, but his body wouldn’t hold out. His balls squeezed and fell. His lower half felt like he’d dipped in the sun. His breaths were getting ragged, and Rarity knew it. Their eyes met, and he tipped over the edge. He leaned down, giving her one final kiss before he exploded.

It had been so long, he’d forgotten what it felt like. Holding a woman he held dear in his arms, while cum spewed out of him like a broken pipe. Wave after wave, his balls pumped thick globs of white out of him and into Rarity’s warm embrace. She squeezed him tight, slurping up every bit of seed he had to offer her before asking for more.

Yet once it came to an end, there was no emptiness. Rarity’s sweet lips spread warmth all over him. He held her for as long as his lungs would let him, before finally pulling away for the last time. When their eyes locked, it felt like they’d never break apart.

They stayed like that for a while. Staring at each other, neither believing what happened. It was Rarity who finally looked away. Down, at where they connected.

“That was quite… something.” Hondo’s eyes widened, and he stood up straight again. In the same breath, he slipped out of Rarity, surveying himself. The condom hung from his tip, heavy with cum. He let it rest on Rarity’s thigh as he slipped it off.

“I got a little, erm... carried away,” he prattled. His hands were shaky as he wrapped the condom up, but he wasn’t nervous. Instead, he felt freed of some heavy burden. Discarding the rubber, he stepped back from Rarity’s body and gave her space to sit upright. Hondo was silent as he watched her move. Of course, his eyes drifted to the heft of her breasts and the wetness of her thighs. It looked like his shame had gone with his nerves. “I didn’t hurt you, right?”

“No…” Rarity didn’t seem keen on adjusting her gaze, either. The thump of his cock reduced to a half-chub seemed to take up her headspace. Hondo hummed, then grabbed himself by the base of his shaft.

“Looks like I haven’t quite calmed down yet,” he said with a chuckle. When there was no response, Hondo continued on his own. “I don’t think I can be calm if I’m with you…” That got a reaction. A cute wiggle of her ear, and her eyes flicking over to the side. Hondo chuckled again.

“If you're still ready, then…” Rarity finally met his eyes again. He was sure they shared the same gaze at that moment. A lustful one, with some passion deeper in. He stepped forward again and wrapped his arm around her. His confidence was overflowing. And if he kept this up, so would his libido.

“Should we go to bed?” he hummed. She scanned his eyes one last time, then nodded.

“I'd...like that.”