Adventures of a Small Stallion

You rest atop a cloud hovering high over Sweet Apple Acres.

You think to yourself how satisfying it was to toy with AJ, and consider doing something kinky with all the mares you plan to aid in your quest for crotch. This quickly leaves your mind. The various uses that apples have is an interesting subject that you hope to one day explore further, but for now you'd rather just stick to the basics.

You leap into the air, gliding on the wind as you plan your next move. The skies are rather clear at the moment, allowing you to think without having to concentrate as much as usual. You think about the mares you've pleasured already. Rainbow Dash was pretty easy, as was Pinkie Pie. With Pinkie, you even got Mrs. Cake as a bonus, and the times you made her cum are are surely moments that you will remember when you look back on today.

Applejack was definitely interesting. You wonder if she'll ever look at apples the same way again, or if you've just given her a new fetish. Either way, she sure won't be forgetting that experience anytime soon.

You make a mental checklist of mares and remember the three you have yet to show a good time: Rarity, Fluttershy, and, more importantly, Twilight. That little librarian always stuck out the most to you, and was the mare you'd pleasure yourself to every night. Getting your chance with her will be..... interesting, to say the least.

You fly to another, more comfortable looking nearby cloud and lie down. The strain of all this might actually be getting to you! 'Well, it's not much of a surprise' you think to yourself. You've lost count of how many times you've gotten off in the past few hours alone, and while your nap at Sugarcube Corner helped to rejuvenate you, it's still a bit tiring. You look forward to a nice long night of sleep after you're done with your day of destroying dick gobblers.

As you sit atop the cloud, you manage to pick out two distinct voices from the noise of the town below. You peer down to see none other than both Fluttershy and Rarity, seemingly headed to the Spa. 'Of course! How did I forget?' Rarity and Fluttershy meet every week for a spa treatment. You know this because you happened to be around whenever they got together and just happened to overhear them talking about it. It's not like you were stalking them or anything. You were just nearby..... a bunch of times.... hidden behind whatever was convienient...... with a boner.

You dive don through the air and manage to land undetected in a flower basket being carried by Junebug, who just so happens to headed in the same direction. You open your ears and lean towards the duo, attempting to catch some of their conversation.

"Oh Rarity, I'm not sure we should be out today. I mean, I'm sorry, but Pinkie visited me earlier and told me that her eyebrows were wiggling. I, um, don't know what that means, but she told me to lock my doors and block every entrance. Do you really think it's ok to just... um, go?"

"Fluttershy, darling, you simply have to learn not to take Pinkie so seriously. She is usually right about these things, that is true, but canceling our spa date because of one of her feelings? Inconceivable!"

"But Rarity--"

"However," She continued, "That does not mean that I am going to ignore her advice completely. After this, we should head home do as she says. It's not as if this disaster, whatever it is, is going to occur completely without warning, and I intend to be prepared... just as soon as I have my mud bath."

"O-Okay Rarity. If you insist...."

You're really happy with that choice. It'll be a lot easier to screw them in public than trying to break into both of their respective homes in order to do the deed. Just before you pounce, however, something clicks in your mind.

The Spa. They're going to the Spa. Aloe and Lotus's Spa.

You aren't sure your ready for this. It'll be an incredible amount of work for you to get off in the glorious groin grottos of four mares. Could you do it? Would you have the energy left over for your final prize? As you think it over, the duo approach the Spa and open the door. It's now or never.

You fly into the Spa behind them as fast as you can, the door closing shut behind you. There's no going back now.

The first thing that hits you is the smell. Exotic is the only word that comes to mind. You quickly begin to lose your train of thought as you get wrapped up in the heavenly aroma the air carries. Luckily, your single-minded desire for sex keeps you focused. As you fly around, you take note that the smells in the air are stronger in certain areas over others. You fly to the far side of the large lobby, nearly losing yourself to the strengthening smells. You find a box hidden behind a fake plant in the far corner of the room labeled 'Pheromones'. Why would Aloe and Lotus have pheromones designed to arouse stallions hidden in the Spa? As the thought dawns on you, you suddenly realize why so many guys you know come here. They always came out with a smile on their goofy faces, but you never thought twice about it. You never really liked spas, believing that it'd be embarrassing that a guy could even like these kinds of places, as evidenced by the relentless teasing some of the others went through.

You feel incredibly stupid. They always walked away from the bullies with smug satisfaction practically radiating from all over, and now you know why. You hate yourself for not coming here sooner, as you wouldn't have had to go through so much of an ordeal in your later teen years trying to lose your virginity. But, for now at least, you decide to put those thoughts behind you and focus on the here and now.

After slipping into the 'massage parlor' area of the spa, you sit on a shelf and hide behind a bottle of shampoo as Rarity and Fluttershy walked into the back room, towels wrapped atop their heads, with Aloe and Lotus close behind.

You imagine rolling up your sleeves as you soar into the room behind them before the door latches shut. Time to get to work.

Rarity is the first to feel your touch. As she climbs up onto the massage bed, you stealthily dive under the towel over her rump. Through the filtered white light seeping in through the towel from above you, you can see her love cave perfectly. But, despite the painful erection you are now sporting, you hold back. You have something much better in mind.

As Aloe begins rubbing in the lotion on Rarity's back, you start lightly rubbing yourself against her labia, not enough to make her sopping wet, but enough to make her aroused.

"Ahhhh.... Fluttershy, this is EXSQUISITE. Are you certain you don't want one of these massages?"

You can here Fluttershy from beyond the door into the bathing room as you continue subtly pleasuring Rarity's pink puffy pie. "O-Oh, It's fine Rarity. I prefer the baths instead."

You nearly jump out of your hiding spot after hearing that. You decide to hurry the plan up a bit, rubbing Rarity even harder.

"Ohh YES! Yes, that is ....very good, Ms. Aloe! Don't stop!" Aloe is rubbing Rarity's flanks with lotion as you sneak out from under the towel and hover under her legs, licking her penile placement pit and placating her with a plethora of potent pleasures.

"Hnng..." She's good at witholding herself. But you're good at pleasuring ponies. 'Let's see which one wins out,' you think to yourself.

Soon enough, Aloe is sopping wet. Her fluids are creating a puddle, and her face is beet red. You can hear her quietly panting, trying not to lose herself. However, it's too late. Rarity has stedily grown more and more aroused during her massage, and between her mountainous mounds her pleasure pocket is leaking steadily. Her face has also become a lovely shade of rose, and she takes deep breaths before finally flipping over.

She speaks barely above a whisper, mimicking Fluttershy. "M-Miss Aloe....would you be so kind as to... take care of me? ...please....?" Her eyes are filled with lust, eyeing the pony in front of her.

Your ministrations of her organ have left Aloe unable to resist any longer. She practically leaps onto Rarity, locking lips with her in an instant. "MMMmmmhph..." Rarity moans as their tongues intertwine, their moist sexes inches away from each other with you hovering in between.

Suddenly, Aloe brings herself down onto Rarity's mound, trapping you inbetween their sopping sexes as she begins to grind. All you can see and smell is cooch, and your erect pole is pleased by the wonderful friction and heat.

You manage to slip out of the crevice between the colliding clams in order to fly up above the two and admire your handiwork. Rarity and Aloe are writhing together on the table, but they are silent enough to avoid attracting attention in the back. As they hump each other, their tongues become intertwined, and Rarity's blush becomes more and more pronounced. Aloe's face is hidden, but from the sound of things, it seems as if the both of them are very near the point of no return. As you stroke yourself to keep your erection up, the two mares' light humping gradually becomes faster, with each buck of the hips adding more to the growing pool.

Soon enough, Rarity, her face red as a tomato, opens her lips in a silent scream, her eyes rolled back and her previously active tongue lolling out. Aloe soon follows suit, and begins whimpering and panting as the pleasure rolls over her in waves. Both of them begin leaking like waterfalls, creating a large pool on the massage table that starts leaking over the edges and creating small puddles all around. The two mares are left breathing heavily, sweat covering their bodies and lips still parted in pure ecstasy.

You soon stop jerking yourself as a thought crosses your mind. You remember all your previous encounters, and compare them with what you already knew about sex. So far, every mare that you've touched today has had either an incredibly powerful climax or has hit her orgasm in a record-breaking amount of time, in some cases both. You have a theory, and decide to use the two mares in front of you to help test it. You fly back down between the both of them and jam your hooves into their cooches. Beyond a happy sigh and a fresh release of a little more juice, neither of the two mares reacts all that much. You then rub your dick on both colossal cooters, not penetrating them, but at least making them aware of it's presence.

Suddenly, the mares begin to convulse again. "Aaaa-Aggghaaa-AGGGHAAGHAAAAA!!!" Rarity cries out as she hits her climax for the second time within a few minutes. Aloe follows suit once more, and soon a whole new waterfall has been formed between the two's legs.

'Interesting', you think. Your penis seems to act like an aphrodisiac, not only increasing the desire for sex but increasing the potency and frequency of orgasm as well. Well, it's no immortality, but becoming basically what amounts to a miniature sex god is good enough for you. You then remember your second encounter with Mrs. Cake. You hadn't actually molested her with your member that time, yet she still seemed aroused enough to be able to hit her climax so soon. For a moment, this seems like a discrepancy in your calculations, particularly one that wouldn't hit until you had long been done and gone to your fridge for a drink, until you come up with a logical conclusion - Mrs. Cake had probably been sex starved. Considering Mr. Cake's "enthusiastic" relationship with Pinkie, it would make sense that he wouldn't have time to please her anymore, leaving her stuck with all of her pent-up heat and lust for who knows how long. It would seem that you had done her a favor after all. You fly over to the door to the bathing rooms.

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