Chapter 4

“S… Spike just a little… lower,”  Rarity whispered, starting to become aroused.  Unsure, Spike moved down and touched the top of Rarity’s clit.  “Touch the whole thing...please,” she demanded softly, with sealed eyes.  Spike practically cupped Rarity’s wet pussy in his hand as he slowly rubbed up and down on it.  “Stick them inside of me,” she ordered him with a whisper once more.  Definitely unsure of what to do, not even knowing how a vagina worked, he continued to run on the outside but stuck his fingers in one by one as he did so, moving his biggest finger (his middle one) in and out multiple times before going onto the next.

Spike was completely aroused now; he couldn’t help himself, but he just felt so guilty.  “I think I found out what grew on my birthday,”  he thought to himself, noticing the slight size difference.  All of a sudden, Rarity closed her legs, and Spike, fearing that he had hurt her jerked his hand away.

Rarity then used her most sensual voice to say, “It’s my turn Spike.  It’s your birthday after all; you deserve to get all the attention.”

Spike tried to object “Wait… No… Rarity you don’t have to….”  Spike had tried to hide his erection from her, but it was Rarity who seemed to be getting more aroused from the sight of it.

Rarity pushed Spike’s head down onto a pillow and rolled over on top of him.  Spike tried to object again, and even once tried to gently lift her off of himself, but she stopped him by placing a kiss on his lips, and then another, and then another.  After that, Spike sat silent as she kissed both sides of his neck and kissed the top of his chest.  “Are you ready Spike?” she whispered into his ear.

“Ready for wha...” his reply was cut short as Rarity rose her hind end into the air and forced it down onto Spike’s rock hard penis, pushing the whole thing inside of her.  Spike let out a moan of pleasure as she ground it against her insides.

To get a more comfortable position, Spike had propped himself up against the headboard, making it easier to push more into Rarity.  “I… Oh Celestia!” Rarity exclaimed as she lifted up and down a few times “I… I’m yours,” she finished with a small squeak, looking him romantically in the eyes.  Spike was in pure bliss of the moment, but he had no idea of what to do!  Spike picked up and down on Rarity, slowly at first, and then quicker.  With each plop down, Rarity let out shrieks out pleasure as she felt Spike’s head smash against her insides.

Rarity hugged her legs around Spike’s back, and grasped the top of the headboard tightly as Spike pumped.  Trying to arouse her even more, Spike began to slow his pace to an almost halt, and then speed back up as fast as he could, to get more support he wrapped his arms around Rarity’s stomach and continued his pumping.  The two stayed locked firmly in that position until eventually the pleasure became too much for Rarity.  In a shriek of pleasure as she orgasmed, she let go of the headboard and unwrapped her legs from Spike, sending them both, Spike still quickly pumping, flat onto Rarity’s back.

In a comfortable position that offered far better leverage, Spike now stood up and pumped as fast as his pelvis would allow him!  Based on Rarity’s moaning, and occasional “S… Spike!  Oh… My” statements, he knew that he must be doing something right.  Since this was his first time, especially with Rarity, he really wanted to impress her, so just doing what his mind told him, he took his thumb and firmly rubbed Rarity’s clit in a circular motion with it.  Rarity orgasmed again, this time letting out a scream that was even harsh to Spike’s ears; she was practically urinating a stream of her warm liquid out onto him and the bed!  Spike had no idea that a pony as neat as Rarity could make such a mess!

Spike could feel a tingling from below, and sensing that something was about to happen, he quickly told Rarity “I… I feel something!  What do I do?”

Rarity, who had apparently tired out from her powerful orgasms, taught him “ It means... ah ha!,” she moaned “It means your body feels good.  You can keep it inside, or pull it out. I like what you like,” came her sensual finishing reply.  The tingling was now unbearable, and Spike felt as if he had to pee… but it was different... a good feeling.  He thought that Rarity might not like a mess of whatever it was all over her, so Spike pulled all out except his head and forced it all back in in one powerful and final thrust.  As soon as he felt his head smash heavily against her walls, it was like the feeling disappeared in an instant.

Rarity closed her eyes, laid her head back, and smiled as she felt Spike’s pretty sizeable load go rushing into her; she loved the feeling of the pool he had left in her.  Eventually though, Spike’s quickly softening cock popped out and almost all of the semen came gushing out of Rarity and ended in a big puddle at the base of her tail.  Afterwards, he joined Rarity at the end of the bed, his feet facing the headboard too and placed his head right equal with hers.  They merely stared up at the ceiling in silence now.

“Spike?” asked Rarity in a quiet whisper.

“Yes Rarity?” replied Spike in another whisper.

Just as he locked eyes with her, Rarity replied,“I love you so much.”  She kissed him on the mouth again and rolled over to lay her head on his chest.  “You know, I think I’ll stick to kissing you on the lips Spikey.”

Spike blushed and asked “Well, would it be OK if I kissed you on the lips every now and then?” He remembered how he had rudely kissed Rarity on the lips without even asking her, it made him feel so ashamed.

Rarity pulled him a little closer to her and said “You can kiss me whenever you want, wherever you want.”  In response to her approval, Spike planted another kiss on Rarity’s lips.  She didn’t object, but instead closed her eyes just like Spike’s and held the kiss until he broke it.

The experience had been exhausting for each of them, but their nerves were still in an excited buzz, neither of them felt like sleeping.  Now, they were each lying on their sides and looking directly at one another.  There were just two things that Spike had to know from Rarity, so he broke the silence with a quiet tone.  “Hey Rarity, have you ever… you know… done that before?”

Rarity kissed him “Never in my life Spike.  Actually, I had been saving myself for somepony sweet, somepony thoughtful, and somepony kind… somedragon like you.”

Spike kissed her back “Well, can I ask you one more thing?”

She nodded her approval, “Anything.”

“So… are we… err…” Spike hesitated, trying to find the right words “Dragonfriend and Marefriend?” He blushed at his poor choice of words, thinking he should have used something more classy for this classy lady.

Rarity giggledm “What do you think Spikey Wikey?” she kissed him once more.

“Do you think anypony will say anything about us… you know as a couple?” asked Spike.

Rarity snorted “I couldn't care less.  As a matter of fact, I want you to kiss me in front of anypony, anywhere.”

Spike could hardly believe his ears… or his luck.  “You really mean that?  In the market?” Rarity nodded. “In front of Twilight?” She nodded once more. “In front of anypony, even the Princess?” Rarity gave her final nod.

  Spike sat up “Yeah.  I mean who cares?  We’re only a couple of years apart, you love me, and I definitely love you.  Sounds like a normal, perfect relationship to me,” he said.

  Rarity smiled “I’m glad you think so Spikey.”

Spike yawned, surprised at the time on the clock.  “Well, goodnight Rarity. And thank you… for everything.”  Spike kissed Rarity once more and plopped down on the pillow, suspecting that she would leave.

“Where am I going?  Don’t you remember what I said about sleeping with you?” she asked.

Spike looked back at her and replied “Yeah, but I mean look at the mess we made.  I know you wouldn’t want to sleep in this.  Really, you can go sleep in your nice, clean bed.  I’ll be fine here.”

  Rarity smiled and said “That’s my little Spikey Wikey, so sweet and thoughtful.”  She crawled forward and laid down beside Spike, cuddling herself up closely to him.  Spike turned to lay on his back and was greeted by the whisper of Rarity’s voice, “Besides, I like it rather messy.” She winked at him and put her head down on his chest.  Spike stared up at the dark ceiling, hardly able to believe what a great birthday it had been.  He had the pony of his dreams, a pony to care for him, a pony to share laughs with, a pony to share sadness with, and a pony that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, never forgetting her or leaving her for a second.