Soft rays of golden sunshine rained down on her mulberry coat as Tempest Shadow trotted into the main street of Ponyville. With her imposing figure and ruby red mohawk that stuck out even by pony standards, she was swiftly spotted by the entirety of town that was out and about. Dozens of mares and stallions alike froze in place as they observed their former enslaver, standing at the town entrance. The only difference in her attire was that her armor and bodysuit were forgone, having instead been replaced by a black cloak and scarf that covered most of her impressive physique.
While years ago, the sight would make the denizens of town run and panic, Tempest found herself breathing out a sigh of relief she didn't realize she was holding in as the ponies before her approached with smiles on their faces. All had been forgiven, it seemed.
"Tempest!?"
"How are you? It's been ages!"
"Did'ja finally finish your trip all over the world?" Pinkie Pie suddenly asked, standing just a few feet in front of her.
How and when Pinkie managed to get so close, Tempest couldn't say, but her years of fighting were over, so she simply regarded the mare before her with a chuckle and smile.
"I did, Pinkie. It's good to see you again." Tempest replied, warmly.
Sharing a quick hug with the poofy pink pony, Tempest found herself assaulted with questions about her whereabouts and such over the years. She tried to answer them quickly and politely, but the sheer volume of curious ponies made it difficult to even discern what was being asked. Eventually, she politely excused herself from the crowd, Pinkie towing just being her. At her behest, the two quickly made their way over to Sugarcube Corner. Tempest sat at one of the outside tables while Pinkie darted inside, emerging just a few minutes later with a pair of strawberry smoothies balanced on her back.
"Well that was certainly a warmer welcome than I'm accustomed to receiving." Tempest chuckled as Pinkie deposited the drinks on the table and took her seat.
"I'll bet. It's especially surprising since you basically enslaved them all and Twilight and us had to stop you, but you captured Twilight and gave her magic to the Storm King, but then he betrayed you and you were about to die but then Twilight-" Pinkie began to drone on, only for Tempest to cut her off.
"Speaking of Twilight, I'm actually looking for her. Do you have any idea where she is? I figured the giant crystal castle, but given the letters she's sent me, I know she's prone to 'calls to action', as she calls them." Tempest politely interjected, wincing only slightly as her past crimes were recollected.
"Oh, sure! I think she's in her castle but I haven't seen her today. Actually, she's been spending a lot of time with Nonny lately... her, AppleJack, Rainbow Dash, and Rarity... I wonder what they've all been up to?" Pinkie chirped, a thoughtful expression forming on her muzzle.
"Nonny?" Tempest tilted her head to the side.
"Yeah! You mean Twilight didn't mention him in any of her letters?" Pinkie replied, matching her headtilt.
"I... don't think so. I think I'd remember a name like that." Tempest shook her head, prompting Pinkie to giggle.
"Oh, silly. Nonny isn't his name, it's just the nickname we all gave him. Anon is his name, and he's a human! First and only of his kind." Pinkie dismissed, giggling to herself.
Tempest nodded as she sipped her smoothie, "Well that certainly sounds interesting. How's he the only one of his kind?" She inquired.
Pinkie shrugged as she slurped down her entire smoothie, "Far as I know, he just poofed over here one day. Twilight might know more about it." She offered.
Tempest gawked slightly at how quickly and easily the poofy pink mare drank down an entire smoothie without getting a brainfreeze but quickly shrugged it off. She'd seen stranger things on her travels all over the world... maybe.
"Well, it's great to catch up a bit, Pinkie, but I do want to see if Twilight is available. I think I'll head over to the castle and see if she's there. If not, I guess I'll go looking for this 'Nonny' creature." Tempest relented, picking up her smoothie in her hoof.
"Oh, you can't miss him. Big, tall, kinda lanky, and completely furless except on top of his head. Well, actually it's more of a mane than anything else so I guess it isn't really fur. But then again, he grows a beard that looks kinda fuzzy like fur so maybe it's a bit of a mix? Oh, and he walks around on two legs like Spike." Pinkie prattled off, sticking her tongue out in thought as she recalled Anon's appearance.
"Tall, bipedal, and mostly furless. Got it. Thanks, Pinkie. I'll see you around town. I expect to be back... maybe for good this time." Tempest replied, giving a small nod to the pink mare before departing and heading in the direction of the large crystal castle off in the distance.
As she trotted through town, she finished her smoothie and tossed it into one of the waste bins spread throughout the streets. A trio of fillies rushed past her, all giggling to themselves about something having to do with cutie marks or something to that effect. Tempest watched them go with a wistful sigh, the memories of her own foalhood rearing their head and reminding her of the painful scar she still bore even now. She absentmindedly brushed against the furless scar with her hoof, the cold contact of her iron horseshoe registering against bare skin with a chilling sensation. Even in the warm summer months, the contact reminded her of the frigid wasteland she once called home, and the monster she once called her 'master'.
Shaking her head free of the distracting memories, she hurried along to her destination, finding the castle in just a matter of minutes due in no small part to its large size and unique structure. The bright crystalline light reflecting off of the castle made it something of a beacon in the center of town, where the Ponyville library used to be.
Tempest made her way up the steps and into the castle with little more distraction, almost immediately running into Spike.
"Gah!" The little dragon exclaimed, nearly falling over as he bumped into Tempest's chest.
"Oh, sorry! You okay?" Tempest asked, reaching out to help steady him with her hoof.
"I'm alright," Spike replied, dusting himself off, "You just surprised me is... all... Tempest?" He asked, staring blankly at the unicorn with a broken horn before him.
"In the flesh... sorry I didn't send a letter. Didn't have anything to write with the past few months." Tempest replied, apologetically.
Spike quickly shook his head and waved his arms about in a dismissive gesture, "Oh, no, no, no! It's great to see you again! Twilight's missed you like crazy! She kept saying that you were going to come back one of these days but I didn't know if she was being serious or just optimistic." He chuckled.
Tempest smiled, "Well I'm glad to prove her right. Speaking of, is she around? I was hoping to catch her before she had to run off and 'save the world' again."
Spike gestured with his thumb to the stairs behind him, leading upstairs, "Second floor, first hallway to the right, all the way at the end, and on the right. I don't think she's left yet, but she has been popping over to Canterlot a lot recently. Plus, ever since Anon moved in, she's been pretty much staying in her room or just flying out to run errands. Honestly, she's been kinda hard to get a hold of lately. Heck, even Cadence and Shining Armor came by last week and Twilight was just gone when they got here. Poor Anon had to entertain them until she got back." He snickered.
Tempest tilted her head to the side, "Anon... moved in with her?"
Spike nodded, "Yeah! Only human in Equestria. Do you know him?" He questioned, curiously.
Tempest quickly shook her head, "No, no. I've never even heard of him until just ten minutes ago when Pinkie told me all about him. I didn't think he was living with Twilight though... are they..." She trailed off, gesturing with her hoof.
Spike shrugged, "The walls are all magically soundproofed here. If they are, then I haven't heard any of it. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a date with a very cute griffon." He declared, looking over Tempest's wither.
As the little dragon trotted past her, Tempest found her gaze pulled to the griffon waving to him from outside the still open front door. She was a cute gray thing, with her feathers tied back on her head like a ponytail, and bright blue eyes that contrasted the white feathers filling her neck and chin. As the pair headed off together, Tempest turned and headed toward the staircase.
"Huh... last time I saw him, he was a baby... maybe I've been away a bit too long..." Tempest muttered, taking the stairs to follow the directions given to her minutes prior.
Following directions was easy for her, and within minutes, Tempest found herself at Twilight's bedroom door. She paused in front of the rather innocent looking wooden frame for longer than she would have liked to admit, her hoof frozen just a few inches away from knocking on the hardwood. However, just as she finally worked up the gumption to knock, the door handle twisted and opened in front of her, nearly blindsiding her with light.
Though the light was the first thing to hit her, utterly blinding her for a moment, the second thing to catch her attention was the smell utterly flooding out of the room and into the hallway. She found herself blushing nearly instantly as the scent of sex and sweat wafted into her nostrils. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up and her tail raised ever so slightly as sweet, salty pheromones filled her sinuses. The smell was so powerful, so overwhelming, and so damn good that she found herself utterly stunned, her pupils slowly dilating as she simply took in the sight and smell assaulting her senses.
As if the scent and pheromones assaulting her mind weren't enough, she was treated to an absolutely depraved view of male nakedness. The thick tool of pinkish, lightly beige man meat swung like a pendulum before her, hypnotizing her with its movements. Two heedy, musky balls hung low and heavy, no doubt full of spunk that she could practically taste already. Two legs held up the length of cock that held her attention, and it was only as she slowly managed to glance upwards, that she saw the rest of the towering figure that was Anon for the first time.
"-want anything from the fridge, Twi?" Anon asked, looking over his shoulder and completely unaware of the pony standing just a foot away from his cock.
"Mhmmamam..." Tempest heard Twilight's muffled voice murmur from inside the room.
Forcing herself to lean to the side and look past the man before her, Tempest's blush intensified even further. Her eyes were treated to the sight of the Princess of Friendship, forelegs and wings splayed out on the bed while her tail draped over her back and her hindlegs were spread as wide as they could be. Her luscious folds bubbled with white cum that dribbled from her snatch, forming a small puddle beneath her as strings of cum leaked out.
The sight was as depraved as it was arousing, and though she was loath to admit it, Tempest could feel her own tail rising higher while her marehood quickly moistened. Fortunately, her mind was ripped back to the present quickly, as Anon's baritone chuckle caught her attention.
"Yeah, you're a little tuckered out. Maybe something with some electrolytes or something..." He muttered, before turning to exit the room.
Anon took one step forward as his head turned, the sight of Tempest's ruby red mohawk only catching his eye just before he could bump into her.
"Oh shit!" Anon recoiled back, nearly falling over.
His sudden shift in momentum made his cock swing forward toward her muzzle, bringing his mushroom-shaped cockhead just a fraction of an inch away from her nostrils. Tempest was hit by a sudden wave of arousal as the heady, musky, salty scent of not just Anon's tool, but Twilight's orgasmic juices filled her sinuses.
"J-Jesus!" Anon exclaimed, slamming the door in Tempest's face.
Though being deprived of the sights and smells she'd just been assaulted with almost forced a whimper of despair from the broken unicorn's lips, she found herself utterly unable to move. She was captivated by the taste still lingering in the air, flooding her lungs with each breath she took as if his shaft were still just inches before her. Her ears flicked as she heard stumbling, scampering, and a few hushed curses from inside the room, but all she could do was stare ahead, mesmerized by the memories still hitting her as if they were still happening.
She almost didn't react when Anon opened the door once more, this time dressed in a plain white t-shirt and shorts.
"Uh, h-hi there! Sorry about that... we weren't exactly expecting any, uh... visitors." Anon admitted,
Tempest stared blankly ahead for a few more moments, utterly oblivious to Anon's question. However, as he waved a hand in front of her face, she quickly shook her head free of the lewd thoughts dancing through mind and finally met his gaze for the first time.
"U-uh, sorry! I, um... I didn't expect Twilight to be busy so I was just stopping by..." She hastily explained, finding that the pair of soft brown eyes staring back at her instantly putting her racing mind at ease somewhat.
Anon nodded, "Ah, gotcha. Well, Twilight is uh... a bit indisposed at the moment... are you needing to talk to her right now?" He asked, curiously.
Tempest shook her head, "Oh, I saw... I-I mean, I understand!" She blurted out, covering her muzzle with a hoof as her face somehow turned an even darker shade of crimson.
Much like the mulberry unicorn before him, Anon found himself blushing as well, "Right... sorry about that. Like I said... we weren't expecting guests... um, if you'd like, I can go wake her up for you?" He offered, gesturing over his shoulder with a thumb.
Tempest rapidly shook her head, "Oh, no, no, no! I'll leave her be. I-I see that you're both very busy. I'll just come back later." She responded.
"Alright, sure. Um... do you want me to tell her you came by when she wakes up?" Anon inquired.
"Just, tell her that Tempest came by to see her." She replied.
A look of realization dawned on Anon's face, his brow rising as he looked down at the mare before him in a new light, "Wait... you're Tempest? I remember Twilight telling me about you!" He exclaimed, suddenly sounding much more excited.
Tempest owlishly blinked at the sudden change in pace in the conversation, but the salty smell wafting off the human before her was still washing over her, making it a concentrated effort to clamp her tail down against her hindquarters, lest she flag herself before him.
"Um, yes. You must be Anon. I heard a little about you from Pinkie earlier." Tempest greeted, holding out a hoof.
Anon gladly wrapped his fingers around her hoof, giving it a gentle shake. The contact sent a buzz of endorphins flooding through her senses, and goosebumps appeared under her fur all the way up to her neck. She let out a brief gasp before returning the gesture and shaking his hand. Once they returned their appendages to each other, they shared an awkward moment of silence, both looking away from each other as the seconds ticked by.
"It's uh, the smell, isn't it?" Anon asked, suddenly.
"H-huh?" Tempest replied.
"Well... let's just say that my scent- especially when I'm sweaty or, uh... busy with a mare- tends to get ponies riled up around me. I, uh... well, you're kinda panting and sweating a bit and I just wanna make sure it's just me and you aren't sick or anything." Anon explained.
Tempest's eyes widened. She suddenly realized that, yes, she was indeed panting like a dog in heat, and her brow was noticeably slick with sweat.
"I...um... y-yeah... you smell absolutely amazing..." She whispered.
Anon sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, "I suppose then it's my fault that you're feeling like that. Sorry about that."
"Don't apologize..." Tempest muttered, almost as if by instinct.
"Well, I would offer to walk you out, but it would probably just end with us banging somewhere so I-" Anon began, only for Tempest to suddenly rear up on her hindlegs and slam her hooves on either side of Anon's body, basically pinning him in place.
"No!" She exclaimed, so suddenly and aggressively that Anon simply froze in place.
"U-uh, okay..." He meekly whispered.
For a few moments, Tempest simply held him there, only a scant few inches between them as she panted, her nostrils flaring as she practically huffed his scent.
"I... it's been so... I came here to... buck me..." Tempest practically whimpered, resting her forehead against Anon's chest.
Still slightly intimidated by the mare now using his chest as a pillow, Anon slowly reached up and cupped her cheeks with his hands. As gently as he could, he lifted her head from his person and looked into her eyes. Part of him was glad to see those pretty turquoise eyes again, and part of him was just glad to no longer have her broken horn digging into his sternum.
"Listen, Tempest... I know we just met, but if it's too much for you, I can help you out. Twilight and the rest of the girls have all agreed that the herd is open to new mares so I don't think any of them would mind if I-" Anon began to explain, only to be silenced by Tempest suddenly shoving her face into his, kissing him as deeply as she could.
Her lips were soft and supple, yet aggressive and longing, as if she hadn't felt the lips of another before. There was a certain level of inexperience behind the kiss, but the passion flowing from her was undeniable, and Anon gladly reciprocated, wrapping his arms around her barrel to squeeze her closer. His eyes closed as he felt her prod his lips with her tongue. Unlike the force of the kiss itself, there was a certain level of meekness about her tongue as it politely asked for entrance. All too happy to oblige, Anon reached out with his own tongue and met her halfway, the soft, clinging contact of their flesh rolling over one another was drowned out only by the sound of them panting into each other's mouths.
Tempest's eyes rolled back in her head as she tasted the salty, syrupy flavor of Anon's saliva on her tongue. The gentle kiss of his appendage against hers made the fur on the back of her neck stand up, and she found herself whimpering into his lips as a thin stream of arousal drooled down her thigh. Unbeknownst to her, her tail flagged high in the air, spreading her natural aroma around and inviting a potential mate to mount her and rut her into the ground. Instincts long suppressed by her higher functions came to the forefront of her mind, making her envision fantasies of raising the foals of the man before her while he came back from a long day of work. She could perfectly see herself burdened with his offspring, her belly gravid and hanging to the ground while her teats swelled with milk that would nurse them through their foalhoods.
It was all too much, too fast, and she found herself pulling away from the kiss and leaning into the hug with him, her chest heaving as she sucked air back into her desperately burning lungs. She couldn't tell how long the kiss lasted or what had happened since, but as she came back to reality, she distinctly felt five digits affectionately brushing through her mane.
"M-more..." She whimpered, her lips trembling as she squeezed him tighter in turn.
"Okay. Where do you want to go?" Anon asked, gently.
"I don't care. I need it... please... it's been so long." Tempest quietly replied, squeezing her eyes shut, lest a tear claw its way out.
"Well, let me gah-" Anon began, reaching back slightly, however as he moved his arm, he pressed the door handle down, unlocking the door and sending them both crashing onto the floor of Twilight's bedroom.
Tempest landed on top of Anon with a huff, her forelegs still tightly wrapped around her prize. Anon managed to catch himself somewhat, but before he could get either of them to their feet, a voice spoke up from behind them.
"Nonny?" Twilight murmured, rubbing the sleepiness from her eyes.
"Uh... hey, Twi." Anon replied, looking down at Tempest as she continued to nuzzle and sniff his chest.
"Is that... Tempest?" Twilight questioned, some amusement filling her voice as she crawled over to the edge of the bed.
The voice of the princess of friendship speaking her name finally snapped Tempest out of her haze somewhat. Her head lifted from Anon's person and her eyes darted over to Twilight. Just from a glance, Twilight could see the heavily dilated pupils of the former villain, and she instantly knew exactly what was happening.
"T-Twilight?" Tempest managed, her sinuses filling with the depraved and debauched smells from before.
"It's good to see you. It's been so long! I see that you met Anon." Twilight greeted, smiling at the unicorn with a broken horn.
"I... just..." Tempest tried to speak, but found her mind reeling from the scents utterly assaulting her mind.
"Oh boy, looks like you're having a really strong effect on her, Anon. Why don't you bring her up here and tend to her." Twilight suggested.
"Don't gotta tell me twice." Anon replied, wrapping his arms around her and sitting up.
If Tempest's eyes could go any wider, they'd pop right out of her head. Fortunately, she had a big, strong man to simply lift her in his strong arms and carry her over to the bed. He softly deposited her onto her back, her forelegs instinctively curling up to her chest as she looked up at him.
"No need for these." Twilight stated, her horn flashing with light.
Tempest's clothing suddenly vanished from her body, appearing on the floor beside the bed just a moment later. Now laid completely bare and exposed for the man towering over her, she felt her blush hitting her in full force. She almost shyly hid behind her forelegs, but kept her eyes locked on Anon, awaiting his reaction.
The sight before Anon was, in a word, sexy. He'd been with mares of all body types, from fit and athletic to lean and lithe, to bulky and brawny. None of them, not even Princess Luna had a body that could compare to Tempest's. Her entire form was littered with muscles that tensed and flexed like steel cords. There wasn't an inch of fat anywhere on her lithe belly, but her proportions were utterly perfect. Long, slender legs that complimented a slim barrel, all of which were held together by impressively dense muscles formed the absolute perfection of a mare before him. His eyes trailed further south, finding that she had a sizable pair of darker, plum colored teats that practically begged to be suckled upon. Last but certainly not least, her supple, moist, and positively dripping marehood was the stuff of legends. Perfectly teardrop shaped and slick with her natural lubrication, she was already inviting enough, but the bulbous head of her heart-shaped clit winking out to greet him- the soft pink flesh contrasting beautifully against her darker coat- was the final nail in his coffin.
Without hesitating a moment longer, Anon descended upon her, deeply kissing her as his hands ran all over her withers, barrel, and up to her head where he rubbed her ears between his index fingers and thumbs. Tempest's eyes rolled back in her head once more as the feeling of tender loving care, combined with Anon's salty, sinful taste filled her mind. He quickly trailed his kisses down to her neck, lovingly licking along her throat and sending the faintest of thrills through her spine as he lightly bit her a few times. She moaned as her hips involuntarily lifted from the bed, struggling to press her dripping marehood against Anon's cock. Unfortunately for her, he was still clothed and all she managed to do was smear some of her nectar all over his shirt and shorts.
Whining from the lack of penetration, Tempest was wholly unprepared for Anon to slide further down her body, his lips deftly placing lustful and loving kisses on her chest, then to her belly, and finally her teats. The supple mounds of doughy flesh held distinctly dark and succulent areola that Anon was keen to suckle upon. His lips latched onto one nub, applying suction while his tongue lavished the tip of her sensitive flesh, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her spine. He brought both of his hands down to her waist, one wrapping around her unsuckled teat and giving it a good squeeze while his dexterous index finger and thumb pinched the nipple.
"Unnnhahhh..." Tempest mewled, her hips rising on their own accord as she panted for air.
As Anon continued to play with her teats, Tempest found herself utterly blindsided as Twilight plopped down beside her, just a few scant inches away. She looked over to the lavender alicorn, her face awash with crimson and her chest heaving.
"T-Twilight?" Tempest managed, her hips convulsing once as Anon's shirt brushed against her clit.
"Just wait until he gets his fingers inside of you. It's one of the best feelings in the world." Twilight purred, resting her head on her forelegs as she observed.
"W-whaahahha!" Tempest screamed, her entire world collapsing around her as Anon sunk his digits into her soaking marehood.
As the tips of Anon's index and middle fingers penetrated her clinging walls, they brushed over her winking clit and she immediately constricted around him, her entire body going rigid as pleasure assaulted her from nearly all sides. Her breath caught in her chest, and she found herself utterly immobile as Anon pressed harder, sinking his digits into her depths one torturous millimeter at a time.
"Oh, I know that look... yeah, he's had me like that a few times. Just breathe, Tempest. I promise you, you're gonna want air for what comes next." Twilight smiled, gently running her hoof through Tempest's mohawk.
Willing herself back to the present through nothing but sheer determination alone, Tempest heaved air into her lungs, her body relaxing slightly as Anon's digits hooked into her snatch. His clawing motions started slow and deliberate, searching for her most vulnerable spots deep inside. While the motions were extremely pleasing, they were a far cry from the downright ruinous feeling of his digits brushing against her clit earlier. However, it only took a few precious moments for him to find her g-spot. The slightly rougher patch of skin inside of her caught the tip of his index finger, and within a millisecond, her mind was filled with nothing but pleasure.
"Oh, b-buck!" Tempest grunted, throwing her head back into the sheets as Anon smirked around his mouthful of teat and assaulted her g-spot even more.
His motions increased from slow and steady to fast and rhythmic, making her pant in tune with each brush of his digits against her most sensitive spot. Her chest, already heaving from the stress of breathing under such duress, only heaved faster, making her entire body convulse as wave after wave of pleasure crashed into her.
"Oh, he's got you now... Nonny, why don't you show her why you've got ten different ponies wrapped around that tongue of yours." Twilight purred, using her magic to hold Tempest down.
Now with a much more stationary mare to play with, Anon released the now wet teat from his lips, giving it a parting gift as he dove down towards the musky, volcanic heat radiating from Tempest's drooling pussy. He placed soft, almost whisper-like kisses upon every inch, making the torture of the pleasure last just that much longer, before he finally came face to face with the little pink nub winking out from Tempest's folds every second. He licked his lips as he stared into the absolute perfection before him, and leaned forward.
Though she struggled with all her physical strength, it was a losing battle from the start, and Tempest could only watch over her panting chest as Anon closed in on her, one inch at a time. When his touch finally came, it was perfectly precise, catching her little nub just as it winked out again. The wave of rapture that hit her almost made her pass out within an instant. She struggled against the magical restraint holding her down, her entire body convulsing with pleasure as Anon's lips latched onto her clit, suckling upon it almost like he had with her teat. The teasing, gentle licks of his tongue upon her sensitive flesh were gone, replaced with aggressive, longing licks that aimed to taste her as deeply as possible. His tongue dove deep into her folds, capturing a mouthful of her viscous juices as Anon scraped the top of his appendage against her sensitive little clit.
The pleasure accosting her was too much to bear, and it took no time at all for the direct stimulation to push her to the edge.
"That's right... just let yourself go, Tempest... let him push you over that edge... cum for him." Twilight whispered into her ear, her voice nothing more than a lusty purr.
Tempest grunted and groaned as she tipped over the edge, the wave of pure, unfettered ecstasy crashing into her and sending her careening down into utter rapture. The tingling feeling in her loins shot out to every corner of her body, overwhelming her with so much pleasure that she could hardly think, let alone respond to Twilight's honeyed words. Her thick, viscous nectar poured from her folds, straight into Anon's eager and waiting mouth as he greedily gulped down every last drop of her orgasm.
Her entire body heaved once, twice, three times over as her strong muscles fought against the magical bonds that Twilight held her down with. Her lungs, long since deprived of air, cried for desperately needed oxygen, yet she simply couldn't force the air in. The orgasm was like a full body experience that completely forced every ounce of her strength from her body like a breath exhaled from the earth. Her vision faded as she felt tingling electricity coursing through her veins and filling every fiber of her being.
When she finally came down from her high, she gasped for air as the burning in her lungs finally outweighed the pleasure filling her mind. She gulped down mouthfuls of air while Anon planted a doting little kiss on her flower, the touch making her hindlegs twitch yet again as what he couldn't catch drooled down her thighs and into her tail.
"That was a powerful one. You're doing amazing, Tempest..." Twilight cooed, leaning over and planting a chaste kiss on her cheek.
"H-holy... Celestia..." Tempest wheezed, blinking the stars out of her eyes.
"You ready for more? Or do you need a minute to catch your breath?" Anon patiently asked, his throbbing cock already leaking precum into his shorts.
"I... I'm good. Just... just a second." Tempest replied, slowly catching her breath. Once she was finally able to breath at a normal rate again, she looked up to Anon and gave him a firm nod.
Like a giddy teenager about to lose his virginity, Anon hastily disrobed, throwing his clothes to the wind and allowing his cock to spring forward, precum oozing from his tip. Tempest craned her neck forward, eager to see just what would be filling her in a few moments. The strange, mushroom head of Anon's cock made her tilt her head to the side, but a quick nudge from Twilight took her attention away from the approaching shaft of man-meat.
"It doesn't look like a stallionhood, but don't worry. That tip is made to penetrate. You'll see." Twilight explained, giving her a sultry smile.
Tempest attempted to nod, but as she did, Anon crawled over her, planting his hands on either side of her head. She looked up to him, a nervous gulp as she suddenly felt very, very small under the imposing human. She could feel the tip of his cock brushing against her folds, resting just out of reach. As she gazed up into his eyes, it quickly became apparent that he was waiting for her permission. With a nervous gulp and a shaky nod, Tempest acquiesced, giving him all he needed to slowly thrust forwards.
The head of his member was so different from a stallionhood in that it easily parted her sopping folds and sunk into her depths with ease. Tempest felt a gasp force itself from her lungs as her sensitive marehood was pleasured by the warm, firm, and unyielding force of Anon's cock pushing into her. Inch after inch of his pride buried itself inside of her, utterly stuffing her tiny pony pussy until there was simply no room left for him to fill.
Perhaps it was her lithe and athletic build, or perhaps it was that his cock had simply grown in the last few weeks, but Anon found himself utterly ensnared by tight, clinging heat, and moist, succulent folds that kissed his length as he slid himself into the mare under him. No mare he'd been with had a pussy as tight as Tempest. None of them. The feeling was indescribable, and as the air was forced from her lungs, so it was with his. The two stared into each other's eyes as inch by painfully pleasurable inch, Anon hilted inside of her.
The stifling, blistering heat of Tempest's insides were so good and so tight that Anon found himself utterly unwilling to move, lest he cum in ten seconds flat. So for a time, he simply held himself there, staring into Tempest's beautiful eyes as the two panted into each other's mouths, just a few scant inches between them.
As they shared their breath, Tempest's chest rose and fell with the beating of her heart. The blissful contact between them was serendipity at its finest, and through the dancing haze of lustful intent they bore in their eyes, the only thing they could do was lean in and kiss. There was a unique chasteness to the kiss, as if neither one wanted to commit to anything more than a simple, gentle touch. It was like a rose brushing softly against either of their lips as the soft contact lingered between them, holding them together in the most intimate of ways.
Though as with all wonderful things, it had to come to an end. Whether it was minutes, hours, or even days, neither could tell, but as Anon's lips parted ways with Tempest's they shared the hushed whisper of closeness that lovers know all too well. He slowly slid himself out of her, each painfully pleasurable inch of extraction sending tingles up her spine and forcing a near silent whimper of lust past her perfect lips. As hollow and empty as the feeling left her, she was graced with the knowledge that sooner rather than later, she'd be full once again.
As his tip crested the outer lips of Tempest's sublime folds, he paused for a moment, simply appreciating the velveteen texture of her clinging walls, and the fervent, needy kisses of her clit against the top of his head. Then, with slightly more force, he thrust back into her. The penetration was slow and smooth, as if he was glad to take his time and appreciate every millimeter of her insides to the fullest while he gazed, longingly into her sparkling eyes.
For a time, they continued like that, slow and steady. There was no rush. The pace was a far cry from the climactic fury of most of Anon's previous trysts, yet for Tempest, it felt utterly right. Each plunge in filled them both with a wave of sensations that bordered on euphoric, while each thrust out left them both longing for more. Back and forth they went, slow and steady. The soft gasps and moans that escaped Tempest's lips were fuel to the fire burning inside Anon's heart, pushing him onward.
Time slowly found its way to them, and even though they caressed each other in the softest of ways, Tempest could feel the tight, tingling sensations climbing from her loins, spreading to every inch of her body and utterly filling her with ecstasy. She could see it in Anon's eyes too. He was close, his abs tensing as he tried to hold himself back from the edge, if only for her sake. The soft, sawing motion of his cock against her womb was driving her past the point of no return, and as she wrapped her forelegs around his neck, she found that she couldn't imagine any other stallion -or creature for that matter- driving her to the heights of pleasure she was on now.
When that peak finally claimed her, stars filled her vision, and all she could see was him, staring down at her with nothing but love and longing in his eyes. Her entire body went rigid as the climactic wave of rapture washed over her, utterly obliterating her higher functions and rendering her completely helpless beneath him.
Anon, for his part, felt the tensing walls of Tempest's depths suddenly constrict on him like an anaconda, squeezing him so tightly that a single thrust more was all it took to push him over the edge as well. He grunted as cum spilled forth from his cock, basting Tempest's womb in his seed as his orgasm claimed him too. The union of their beings was something of beauty, and for a change, they were both silent, opting to simply stare into each other's eyes as the flow of euphoria consumed them.
It took nearly five minutes for them to finally come down from their mutual high. Tempest was the first to regain some semblance of herself, slowly shaking her head as she blinked the lust from her eyes.
"I... wow..." She breathed, her voice no more than a whisper in the otherwise silent room.
"Was it everything you ever hoped for and more?" Twilight asked, snapping her attention over to the lavender alicorn laying beside her.
"Y-yeah... it was... indescribable." Tempest replied.
"Glad you had fun. So what brings you back to Ponyville?" Twilight asked, curiously tilting her head to the side.
Even after everything she'd just been through, and with her friend's stallion's cock still buried all the way to the hilt inside of her, Tempest found herself blushing nervously.
"I, u-um..." She muttered, bashfully looking away.
Tempest's eyes returned to Anon, finding him giving her a gentle smile as he reached up to her cheek and scratched her ear with his fingertips, "I think we're a little past being embarrassed, aren't we?" He teased.
Tempest held his gaze for a moment before a light chuckle escaped her lips, "I suppose you're right." She admitted, before turning to Twilight, "The truth is... I came back to ask you on a date."
Twilight's eyes widened in shock, "Me?"
Tempest nodded, "I have to admit... when I heard you were in a herd, I got a little jealous... was wondering what this 'Anon' creature could possibly have that could win you over before I had the chance... but now I see."
Anon snickered, "Well how about that."
Twilight also giggled into her hoof, rolling her eyes at Anon, "Well, if you're interested in me... the best way would be to ask to join Anon's herd. You have my blessing without question."
Now given some small semblance of hope, Tempest clung to it like a lifeline, quickly snapping her gaze over to Anon. Her eyes betrayed the question she dared not ask, so he simply answered unprompted.
"Ya'know... I think you'll fit in great around here. How's about we go on a few dates first though, just to be sure? Since you're sticking around and all." He offered.
Tempest vigorously nodded, "I would like that... a lot."
"Good. How's dinner tonight at seven sound, Tempest?" Anon asked, earning a chuckle from the mare beneath him.
"That sounds lovely... but, if we're going to date, then please, call me Fizzlepop." Fizzlepop replied.
"Agreed... but don't be surprised if I start calling you 'Fizzy' real quick." Anon grinned.
"Somehow I think I'll be able to live with that." Fizzy smiled, knowing that the best was yet to come.
Author's Note
Hey guys! Hope you like this one. Can you tell that I really, REALLY love Tempest? She is bae and I'm so happy she finally got a vote haha. Let someone say I can't get even more romantic, I dare you! Haha anyways, I'll see you guys in the next one. We've almost lewded 12 mares at this point. Can you believe it's almost been a year since this series started?
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