Spike's No Nut November

Spike was pacing in his office. Smolder was being so stubborn lately, and her teasing was becoming almost too much to bear. If she wasn’t flirting with him, trying to get him to break his no nut november promise, she was sending him videos and pictures of either herself being a little slut, or her fucking around. But there was at least somewhat of a theme. In all the content she sent him that involved someone else, it was only Smolder with another female. More often than not, it was Ocellus, but she seemed to have seduced plenty of other mares. These included Berry Punch, and Zecora. But in others, there were more intense threesomes with Lyra and Bon Bon, and even an orgy with those three mares in town who sell flowers. And all the while, she made sure to look into the camera, as if to remind Spike that she’ll do more to him soon.

“Maybe a little fresh air will help me.” Spike said aloud, taking a deep breath. “Yeah, that’s what I need, just a way to relax.”

Leaving his office, Spike made his way to the roof of the school. It was a pretty open place, having little to no one who should be up here at this time. It was the perfect place for him to relax, gather his thoughts, and to just put his mind at ease. Soaring up to the roof, any hope of peace was dashed as soon as he saw who was on the roof. Laying over a large towel, was Smolder. No doubt, she was sunbathing, something she frequently did, he just hoped to not catch her at this time. What’s more, she was completely naked, her fat tits and soft ass were laying on full display, with her clothes lying beside her. He wanted to fly away, to flee from this sight, as he knew what she would do if she noticed him.

“You gonna stay there gawking, or you gonna join me?” Smolder called out, rousing Spike from his thoughts and plans. She saw him, and there was no escape now. “Come on babe, I promise, I’m not gonna touch you.” She was many things, but she wasn’t a liar.

“Okay, just…no funny business.” Spike said, flying down to the dragoness. Standing there, he crossed his arms, staring down at her. “What are you doing? Shouldn’t you be in class, or with your friends, or something?”

“Well, I was a little bored in class, and just felt so cold. So I wanted to sunbathe a little.” Smolder replied, laying back properly, her head resting on her arms. “Besides, other than you, no one has seen me.”

“That doesn’t excuse being like…like this…” Spike replied, gesturing to the dragoness’ naked body. “What if someone flew up here and saw you?”

“Well, that depends.” Smolder said without hesitation, her lips curled into a mischievous smirk. “If it’s a girl, I’ll just tonguefuck that pussy until she can’t think straight. And if it’s a guy, I’ll just suck his soul right out of his tiny dick.” The notion that she would fuck so readily and easily made the dragon blush, which she noticed. “Oh? You like that? Thinking of me whoring myself out.”

“N-no, no, not at all.” Spike commented, looking away with a small pout as he tried to keep himself calm. She was just trying to get him riled up, that was it. He couldn’t afford to fall prey to her teasing. “I’m just looking out for your well-being. And since I’m here, I might as well make sure no one takes advantage of you.”

“Aww, how sweet.” Smolder cooed, winking playfully at her lover. “Then I’ll have to just make sure to repay you, of brave and valiant knight.” She knew how much he loved to roleplay with his friends on guy’s night, which she had used many, many, many times to tease him. But Spike did what he could to ignore that, only sitting besides her, but not close enough to feel her touch.

This wasn’t a problem for the dragoness. If anything, she saw it as a rather entertaining challenge. And thought it had been a little over a week, she was impressed with Spike’s resolve. This didn’t mean she wasn’t gonna try to break this resolve, she was beginning to enjoy seeing how far she could tease him. Spike was a lovable dragon, but he could be a savage when pushed. Smolder had seen it before, and she wants to see it again. With how much he was already struggling, she could only imagine the type of brutal animal that would be unleashed if he finally snapped. But since she wasn’t gonna touch him, she needed to come up with something to tease him, and the wicked idea came to mind with little effort.

“Hey, babe, I have a question.” Smolder asked, her voice already sounding pretty sultry. “Have you ever wanted to just say, fuck it, and knock me up?” Spike nearly gagged on his gasping breath from her comment.

“W-w-w-w-what are you…I mean what do you…” Spike was struggling to put words together, turning to look at the teasing dragoness. “Smolder…you shouldn’t joke like that. We’re in no way ready for kids.” The dragoness only giggled.

“Aw, but think about it.” Smolder said, slowly starting to rub along her belly. “Do you have any idea how big I’ll get if you fuck my eggs full?” She then lifted her hand, until it was several inches off her belly. “Maybe even out to here, and that’s with maybe one or two eggs. But I bet a stud like you could fuck me with half a dozen.” Spike swallowed nervously, not wanting to show how arousing that idea was. “I mean, when Garble knocked up Dragon Lord Ember last season, she was massive.”

Spike’s eyes widened. Was she serious? Did Garble, her brother, impregnate Ember?! He had now idea the two were even close enough to consider that. Then again, he was deemed Savior of the Dragon Lands, when his musical poetry made all the dragons laugh so hard, their hot, flaming breath helped the eggs hatch. So maybe being the savior gave him some benefits? But what did Smolder mean by how massive Ember was? Did Garble really fuck that many eggs inside her? Did she really lay that many eggs? The more he thought, the more his cock was struggling against his pants, which Smolder enjoyed watching.

“So seeing her like that, that slutty look of joy on her face after laying all those eggs was making me think how hot it would be if you got me pregnant next season.” Smolder teased, starting to massage her fat tits as she spoke. “I wonder if my boobs will get so big, I can’t even fly. I bet that would be pretty hot, maybe you’ll have to milk me…” Her eyes then narrowed on Spike’s bulge. “...while I milk you…”

“Okay, I think that’s enough.” Spike said, grunting as he forced himself to turn away, no longer looking at the dragoness. “I…I just came up for some air, and that’s what I’m gonna do.”

“You’re such a dweeb.” Smolder scoffed, licking her lips as she muttered a little under her breath. “And I love it.” Since it was clear he wasn’t leaving, she decided to see how far she could push him.

Continuing to massage her boobs, Smolder let out a low moan. Her soft sounds tingled at Spike’s senses, forcing him to bite at his lower lip to keep himself together. He couldn’t allow himself to break, not yet, and not like this. This only drove the dragoness to keep trying, her other hand slowly rubbing along her belly. She wasn’t exactly lying, she did want Spike to get her pregnant, maybe not during the next season, but eventually she wouldn’t mind having his kids. Since dragon young were raised communally, it was rare for dragons to even know which kids were theirs, and their genes had evolved to never fall under the detriment of incest, so it wasn’t uncommon for siblings, or even parent and adult child to have kids.

In truth, before coming to Ponyville, Smolder was considering getting Garble to knock her up, or even one, or all of his friends, when she came of age. But after meeting Spike, she decided her first clutch would be his, and she had to wait for both of them to fully come of age for it. What was another season or so? Still, she loved the way he was trembling from her moaning, even as she started to touch her delicate, soaking wet pussy lips. She was so damp, as well as sensitive. Fucking only females these past few days weren’t bad, it at least scratched somewhat of her carnal itch, but Smolder was a dragoness who loved cock. She loved having thick slabs of dick meat ruining her holes. And while she and Spike weren’t exactly a monogamous couple, she didn’t want to fuck any other guy but him. Other women? Sure, that was just a tasty snack, but her real hunger was on Spike’s fat, juicy, lip smacking dick.

The more she thought about what she wanted from him, the more she was getting into a masturbating pace. She moaned a little louder, now tugging and teasing at her nipple, sending small, yet growing, waves of pleasure throughout her body. She was loving the idea of pushing him so hard, that he would just tear off his clothes and fuck her into a destroyed mess. Maybe even to the point of breaking through the roof, and the two of them would collapse into whatever room was directly under them? She moaned out a little louder, a couple fingers now digging into her soaking wet pussy, rubbing along her sweet and sensitive spots. And the more sweet sounds she made, the harder it was for Spike to keep control over his throbbing bulge. So much so, Smolder could almost smell her partner’s growing lust.

“Imagine it, babe.” Smolder further teased. “You just take that dick, and fuck me so full of that thick spunk, that all my eggs get fertilized at once. Maybe I’ll even lay a dozen of our babies?” Spike was slowly losing it, he just needed a little more of a push. “Or maybe you want me to moan a little more? You like that? You want your slutty, little, fat tit dragoness moaning like a starved whore for you?” The dragon was slowly losing it, swallowing harder and more nervously as she was moaning even louder. “Fuck…I think I’m gonna cum. Come on, babe. I want you to watch, I want you to see me squirt as I think about you knocking my whore ass up!”

Spike’s restraint could only go so far. He could just barely stop himself from whipping out his dick and fucking his partner into a sloppy, destroyed mess, but he couldn’t stop himself from turning to look. As soon as he did, part of him regretted it. Smolder looked so hot, sexy, alluring, every possibly word he could put together to describe how much he really, really wanted to fuck her. She arched herself upwards, letting her claws dig into her pussy, enough to drive the dragoness over the edge. When she came, flames erupted from her moaning mouth, letting off an intense heat, followed by the squirting of her sweet nectar. Because of where she was laying, she made sure to spray her partner with her juices.

Spike only sat there in shock, having his face soaked by Smolder’s nectar. Instinctively, he licked at the wetness that ran down his face. It was so sweet, so alluring, so intoxicating. Maybe it would be okay if he could fuck her? As long as he didn’t cum, he didn’t break the rules, right? Sure, sure, No Nut November was just no cumming, it didn’t say anything about not fucking. He could get away with just plowing this slutty dragoness into a destroyed mess, right? Swallowing nervously, his body was trembling, almost radiating a faint, steaming heat as he looked at Smolder with ravenous eyes. Looking at him, she felt so sure that she had broken him, there was no way he could resist her now. Spike looked like an animal, ready to pounce on some prey, and she was getting even wetter from it.

“So, how does it feel to be soaked like that?” Smolder commented, further teasing the dragon. He just needed the right push. Spreading her legs, she used her soaked claws to spread her eager, dripping pussy for him. “Come on, I bet you really want to fuck me up for teasing you for like, what, almost two weeks.” She cooed seductively at him. “That’s almost two weeks of not busting a fat nut in your girl. I bet you’re really backed up, so just fuck me and I’ll let you use me like a little, naughty cock sleeve.”

The temptation was becoming too much, he wasn’t going to last much longer. Swallowing again, he was going to blow, he just knew it. Biting hard at his lower lip, so much, that some blood was trickling, he forcibly dragged himself up. His arms were shaking, his eyes were twitching, he was sure that he was developing a migraine as he was fighting against his draconic nature to just conquer this slutty dragoness and fuck her into a destroyed mess, possibly even fuck her through the roof and into the floor below them. No, no, he had to hold himself together, he had to be stronger than this. She was right, it’s only been a little under two weeks. He wasn’t even half way through the challenge yet. He couldn’t stop now, not at this point. If he could go to the halfway point, surely he could make it to the end of the month.

“I-it…it was good to see you up here, Smolder…” Spike was struggling to say, or at least was holding in his lustful panting. He didn’t want her to hear the primal tone in his voice as he was fighting against himself. “I’m sorry, but I-I-I-I need to get back to my work…you know how…how it is…”

“Oh, I know. Believe me, I know.” Smolder replied, playfully rolling her eyes. It was clear Spike wasn’t going to break just yet. Getting up, she swaggered over to Spike, her own legs were also wobbling from her powerful orgasm. “Just remember, I’m gonna remember this.” Brushing her claw gently along the raging bulge in Spike’s pants, she walked by him to grab her clothes. “Oh, by the way, you might want to get back quickly.” Spike didn’t know what she meant, until he looked down.

Though it was subtle, when she brushed her claw against his bulge, it wasn’t to just tease him, she left a small tear in his pants. It was very small, almost impossible to notice, but with the way Spike’s bulge was pulsing and throbbing, that tear was going to grow. Wide eyed at this, he looked to Smolder, who was almost fully dressed again. She did that on purpose. The tear shouldn’t give way by the time he got back to his office, but there was no doubt in his mind that if he kept feeling this pent up, the hole would grow, and his cock would burst free of his pants before the day was over. He tried to say something to the dragoness, but she had already spread her wings, ready to take off.

“See you later, babe.” Smolder teased, winking playfully at the dragon. “And when you’re ready to lose, just call me.” She flew off before Spike could give any rebuttal, and left him to carefully and slowly walk back to his office.