Spike's No Nut November

Over two weeks have passed, and Spike was still feeling the effects of this. Though talking with his friends had given him some hope, he was relentlessly bombarded by nearly endless text messages from Smolder. And while these were a number of flirty messages, and nudes, something had become more noticeable. The most recent message, that he only looked at because he was trying to watch some short, funny videos on social media, and a strange message came up. Unlike the usual messages, this one seemed a little more calm, more formal and relaxed. Curious, though knowing he was going to regret it, he opened the message. It was a video, opening with a naked Smolder holding a sign in front that covered her huge tits. It read, PonyFans Verification Video. Spike’s eyes widened. Was she serious? Was she actually considering making a PonyFans account?

“Hey there, I’m Smolder. I’m an eager, slutty dragon looking for a good time, and some hot fucks.” Smolder’s voice called out from the sent video. Spike couldn’t look away from her naked frame as she held the sign against her fat tits. “My partner is being a bit of a cuck right now, so babe, I hope you see how a real cock ruins me.” Tossing the sign away, she smirked as someone was coming into frame. From the looks of it, it seemed to be a male dragon. “Hey there, stud. Ready to fuck my little pussy?”

Spike felt his face sink as a heavy weight bounced in his stomach. Was this real? Was Smolder not just fucking another guy, but was sending the video to him? This wasn’t a live feed, this wasn’t a video call. So whatever he was about to see, it had already happened. He could almost be sick from this, while sadness washed over him. Sure, the two were not an official couple, but there was still some special connection, something that kept the two from really going behind the other’s back. Smolder had encouraged him to fuck other women, even suggesting joining in if he ever did, but he was far too nervous. And while he didn’t mind that his partner would occasionally have some girl on girl action, seeing that she was going to fuck some other guy, some other dragon made him feel like he had lost something special.

“Fuck, that feels good.” Smolder’s moaning voice brought Spike’s despairing mind. Looking at the screen, he could see this dragon, whoever he was, was groping at the dragoness’ huge boobs, tugging and teasing them. “Looks like you’re getting nice and ready.” Reaching down, she started rubbing at the dragon’s cock, which was throbbing and leaking intimidatingly. “But how about you come into the light, show the viewers who’s about to turn me into a cocksleeve.” Whatever sorrow Spike was feeling, it was immediately replaced by jaw dropping confusion as soon as he saw who this mystery dragon was.

It was him, it was Spike. That couldn’t be right, there was no way he was the one fucking her. Hunching over his desk, his eyes were fixed on this video. There was no denying it, he was the one in the frame, and Smolder was all too eager to be fucked by him. And while Spike might get a little crazy when pushed too far, or having a little too much gem ale, he had never been that drunk that he fucked Smolder and forgot about it. Instinctively, he grabbed at the bulge in his pants, and the immediate feeling of pleasure and discomfort reminded him that he hadn’t cum yet. So did Smolder someone get him to fuck her without cumming? No, no that couldn’t be it. So why was he on camera, playing with the dragoness’ body?

The Spike on camera wasted no more time, grabbing at Smolder, pulling her in as the two started making out. Their tongues interlocked and rubbed together in their opened mouths, panting and moaning against the other as her body was trembling in pleasure and delight. The two were already starting to sweat, and the way they were rubbing along the other, it wouldn’t be long before they would give into all instincts and go at it like savage beasts. Spike watched on as this other Spike and Smolder were doing such erotic displays of affection, all while fully aware that they were on camera. Was that how it looked when the two of them fucked? A blush ran across his face, only to then realize that if this was a verification video, then that meant Smolder was planning to not only show this off to anyone who would subscribe to her, but would possibly make more. The dragon’s cock pulsed in his pants at the thought of it.

“That’s enough foreplay.” Smolder moaned, pushing her hands against Spike's strong shoulders. “I need that fat cock in my throat, like right now.”

Kissing at him again, Smolder started to slowly lower herself. Kissing along his neck, then broad shoulders, down his chest, and then finally on her knees to stare directly at his massive cock. The camera followed her, making Spike wonder if this wasn’t a set up camera, but maybe someone working the camera. But who would be helping them? Who did Smolder fuck to arrange all of this? The more he watched, the more aroused he was getting, and the more curious he became. Normally, Smolder would just open her mouth and slam her face on that cock with reckless abandon, but instead, she remained kneeling, only opening her mouth and dangling her tongue in a suggestive and seductive display. Other than that, she waited for Spike to make the next move. And this larger dragon seemed to know what the whore dragoness wanted.

Reaching down, he grabbed at the sides of her head, petting her only gently before grabbing upwards at her horns. Smolder cooed, almost whimpering slightly as she felt the dragon pull her down onto his dick. Kissing at the thick, hard cockhead, the dragoness cooed and moaned over it, rolling her tongue along the tip, using its amazing length to wrap around it a few times. And while normally, Spike would love to have Smolder’s constricting tongue blowjobs, this Spike was different. He didn’t wait for the dragoness to finish, instead pulling her over his length. Her eyes rolled back a little as she felt the great girth be forced not only into her mouth, but her throat was bulging slightly from the size all the way in her. Spike swallowed nervously, only ever seeing her do this when she was turned on enough and did so to herself. He didn’t have it in him most days to throatfuck her. But this dragon didn’t have that hesitation.

Pulling her a little off his length, this Spike slammed himself back into Smolder’s mouth. She gulped down the sheer size, her body trembling, and her nipples getting hard and quivering. Her eyes were still rolled back a little, and this momentary pause was just that, a moment. Pulling him back over and over again, this Spike was brutally facefucking the dragoness, tightening his hold on her horns that the Spike watching this was worried he might just break off Smolder’s horns. Sure, dragon horns routinely grew, molded, and broke off between some seasons, but he never had it in him to be so rough that he would break them. Smolder wouldn’t care though. Aroused enough, she would take pride in it, even brag about it to the other dragonesses back home that her partner was so big, strong, and brutal during fuck sessions.

The Spike fucking Smolder’s mouth let out a low, primal groan, as if he was some savage animal that could dominate any number of dragonesses, maybe even pony mares and other female species. Swallowing nervously, the watching dragon couldn’t help but wonder if this was how he was like during those few and far between times that the dragoness had pushed him. He knew she had a tendency to gossip with her friends about it, so maybe this was it? But that didn’t explain how he could be there, fucking her mouth in such a way, and yet he had no memory of that. No one in her friend circle knew magic that could affect memory, nor could this be some illusion. So how was this happening? His cock continued to painfully bulge in his pants, and he found every instinct to masturbate to it.

Smolder’s body was trembling, almost submissively to this dragon. Even when she would facefuck herself on Spike’s dick, there was always an indication that she was the dominant one. She could be on her back, legs by her head, and her face was twisted and warped into a goofy, fucked silly smile, and the dragoness would still, somehow, be the dominant one in the relationship. But Spike saw no such display on her face while she was getting fucked by this Spike. He was brutal, savage, merciless, and the look of sheer pleasure and submission on her face only added to it. If this was any other male, the dragon would feel as though he had been struck by some betrayal, or at least feel the heartache that he hadn’t given the dragoness what she desired, and so she found someone who would. But this was different. It wasn’t a different dragon, it was him, and yet he still couldn’t figure out how it was him.

Faster and harder, this Spike fucked into Smolder’s mouth. It was clear that he was going to cum at any moment. And from how big, strong, and masculine he was so far, the watching Spike could only imagine just how much this mighty dragon could fuck into the dragoness’ mouth. Swallowing nervously, he couldn’t look away, his own dick throbbing, almost to the point of breaking through the stitching that he had to do to fix the damage Smolder did days ago. The dragoness’ hands were also busy, Spike was too busy seeing the way this dragon was fucking her mouth to notice until now. Her claws were rubbing feverishly at her pussy, almost fisting her soft, soaking embrace in anticipation with everything she could. The intensity was becoming so much so, that faint steam was misting off them as they were reaching orgasm.

Arching his head back in a primal roar, a dominating bellowing of pleasure, this Spike rammed himself as hard as he could into Smolder’s mouth, making her eyes no only roll back, but were watering and twitching as she was forced to drink the impressive amount of hot, thick, and potent dragon seed. Even the camera shook slightly, clearly arousing whoever was holding it. Smolder drank down as she could, her throat bulging from the intense volume that was filling her belly, which was also slowly starting to bulge. Spike has had several heavy loads before, and he always marveled at just how much Smolder could handle, but this amount was bigger, maybe even twice, or even more than what he had done on his most pent-up days.

For a moment, Spike wondered if this was going to be what he would experience once No Nut November was over. The idea that all that hot and strong cum he had been storing would come out in a massive burst. How would Smolder handle it? Would he even be with her by that point? Since she managed to somehow find another Spike, there was perhaps no longer a point to this challenge. If it meant keeping his partner, he would be willing to lose this ridiculous thing. At least, he was prepared to, but when he looked back at the video from his deep thoughts, he noticed something; the Spike in the video was gone. Instead, standing there, moaning and trembling, cock still buried in Smolder’s mouth, was Ocellus. The dragon’s eyes widened. Not just the relief that this was a fake, but more the embarrassment that he never believed that this changedling could be talked into something like this.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t hold it in anymore.” Ocellus weakly cooed, the dick in Smolder’s mouth slowly regressing until it altogether vanished. Looking over to the camera, her eyes widened. “Silverstream, is the camera still recording?”

“Huh? Let’s see…” Silverstream’s bubbly voice came in. Pulling the camera, Spike could see the hippogriff’s smiling face. “The red dot means recording right?”

“You gotta be kidding me.” Smolder grumbled, swallowing down the last of the cum before looking at the camera. Groaning out, she rubbed her head with her pussy soaked claws. “Urgh. Oh well, guess the joke’s out.” Shaking her head, she looked at the camera. “Sorry to lead you on like that, babe. I just thought it would be hot and funny.” And then the video ended.

Spike sat there, just lost in a daze. So it was a prank? Some practical joke to try and get him more and more aroused? Was she planning on getting him so pent-up and jealous that he would come to her and fuck her into a slobbering mess just to assert his dominance? And the fact she managed to rope Ocellus, and Silverstream into this was just something he didn’t expect. He knew the changedling and her would do things on occasion, the video of those two in the locker room was evidence enough of that. But how did she manage to get the hippogriff in on this joke? His heart was hammering. He was a little annoyed by this, and yet he felt relief that there wasn’t another dragon Smolder wanted to see. And in hindsight, he really should’ve seen some of this coming, and yet he didn’t. Taking a deep breath, he closed the video, only to see a message from the dragoness.

“Hey, babe.” Smolder’s text message came, noticing that Spike had now seen the video message. “So…what did you think?”