Saucy Adventures (2nd person POV)

Before reading this, please note.

1. This is a very mature fic, and pretty much a borders on a clopfic. Be sure you know what to expect before reading this.
2. If you're going to have a fit at me for submitting this, do it via PM. I would like to keep my comment sections free from disgruntled passive aggressiveness.
3. This is based on personal experience. Nah! Just fucking with ya! Forever alone.....
4. "Oh look, another wish-fulfillment fantasy."
That's right. You wanna fight about it?

And now my groaning is out of the way, let the fun begin!

"Good morning, darling... Sleep well?"

You hear a soft, yet scratchy voice echo through your ears as you leave your dreamworld. Eyes shooting open, you feel a hoof run through you mane, softly caressing the back of your head and neck. You awaken to an ocean blue, piercing gaze staring right through you.

"I had a wonderful time last night, what about you?"

You pause for a second, faint memories of the previous night slowly coming back to you. You remember ploughing hungrily through you sixth appletini, with the dimly-lit room spinning around you. You figured the best way to get through an awkward dinner with your recently found childhood friend was to get a little bit tipsy. As far as you were concerned, you had no reason to come off as desirable male. The last time you had seen this mare was 14 years ago anyway.

This mindset, however, only encouraged the bright white mare, as she made a move almost instantly, inviting you back to "someplace more quiet". As you snap back to your current situation, it becomes more obvious from the sweat on your forehead and her apparent blush when looking at you, what really happened after you went home with the mare last night.

You sigh heavily, partly in relaxation, partly in frustration that drinking had once again put you in this position.

Your suspicions are confirmed when you feel a hoof run over your left leg and start attending to your most private of areas. You look back at the mare, trying your hardest not to focus on her soft touch, as revealing yourself now would be awkward for you. She flutters her eyes, noticing your evident discomfort, and pouts slightly, shifting her head closer to your.

You then close your eyes also, feeling her hot breath wash over your lips. Feeling youse of start to succumb to her ministrations, you put a hoof on her foreleg touching you.

"I think I'm gonna go have a shower..." you say, trying to sound as polite as possible. You were expecting a denial, as from your experience, the only thing worse than being unable to get it up, is to break the moment just as it starts to get heavier.

Rarity, however takes this as a tease, and grins, looking down to your hoof touching hers. Suddenly her eyes open wider and she jolts lightly, remembering something.

"Oh no.... I only asked Sweetie Belle to boil water for one person!
If she finds out I brought a colt back from the bar, she'll...." she rewinds and plays back the contents of her words in her head like a tape.

She gives you that ocean blue gaze once more, hoping that you'll realise the same thing she did. When it hits you after a few seconds, all you can do is accept the offer. You couldn't bear to walk out like this. She was beautiful, but it seemed like it was happening way to fast. It was a miracle you remembered her name.

"I'll go get the hot water ready..." she says, adding extra breath to her words. You climb out of her soft warm bed into the cooler air in her room. You start to wander over to the adjacent bathroom. As you enter, you are greeted with a wonderful aroma of lavender, and vanilla.... sweet vanilla. It was probably some sort of conditioner she was using in her hair, although you didn't get the same mouth watering taste when you were sleeping with her.

Wandering around the room, something catches your attention. Candles. Positioned by the bathtub, there were 4 candles, each with partially melted wax shafts. The wicks themselves were black and singed.

"Ok, the water is on now!" Rarity says as she walks through the door. She notices you admiring her candles, and another idea springs to mind.

"Those are the candles I use for my... private time." she says, a blush starting to appear.
"They smell great.." you say looking back to them. "Can I light one?"
Her gaze shifts to the floor for a second, contemplating your sudden proposition of exposing her inner pleasures. But she looks back to you and remembers who she's with, happily accepting.

She levitates a box of matches nearby in the air. Opening the box, she removes a match and lights it, holding it in the air. Even the anticipation is making you salivate, and your eyes are fixed on her magic, with a face contorted with curiosity as to her next move.

She lowers the lit match down onto the crispy wick, holding it magically there for a moment as it transfers its flame.

"One last touch..." Rarity adds. She meanders over to the light, with each step adding a sway to her hips, and pushes the two way switch with a hoof. Now the candle was the only light source, filling the room with a pale tangerine hue, which highlighted Rarity's gorgeous shimmering eyes.

"Let's not dawdle too long now, the water will cool."
The mare then walks over to the shower and opens the curtain.
"Well? What are you waiting for, dear?"
You take this as your cue to step into the shower, Rarity brushing her tail under your chin as you climb into the tub. She does the same, and twists the faucet underneath the shower head.

The shower cubicle was small, only comfortably made for one pony. You and Rarity were always touching body parts, no matter how you stood. She took every advantage she could of this, squirming and teasing any way that she could.

"Come, come! We musn't let all the water run out now. Let's get washed up, shall we?" the white mare giggles.
She then grabs a nearby bottle of coat-wash, magically levitating it in the air and squeezing some of the lotion-like substance into her hooves.

"This smells absolutely divine..." she whispers before turning to face you. Her muzzle is right up against yours, and you can hear her breathe.

"Hold out your hooves for me, darling..." she whispers in your ear. You do as she says, and feel the lukewarm washing substance dribble onto your hooves.
Rarity was right. It smelled delicious, almost like a mix between chocolate and orange tea leaf.

You start to rub the coatwash onto your chest, when she clears her throat.
"What's wrong?" you say, as delicately as you can.
"Don't colts know anything about ladies? It's proper manners when showering together to scrub your partner."

With every second that you delay, her face twists into a more pleading expression. After some time, though, you realise that declining any advances would probably lose any oppurtunity you had with this mare.

You nod slowly.

That's all this mare needs to know. With that last nod of agreement, she tackles hugs you up to your hind legs into the corner of the shower cubicle. She places her hooves on either wall next to you, and leans her head in. Your hot and wet bodies are making contact, and every breath that she takes grids her cheat against yours.

"Screw the shower, let's have some fun..." Rarity whispers softly. Your heart begins to beat faster at this sparkling new revelation. Her eyes lower, examining every square inch of your soaking wet body. The heat in your cheeks mixed with the steam eminating from the hot water was enough to make you start swearing profusely. You also notice Rarity beginning to perspire in anticipation.

The white mare lands a quick nip on your lips before extending her tongue and running it down your neck. The sensation of her smooth tongue gliding over your flesh made you shiver and start shaking. It ran slowly down to your collarbone and upper chest area. It didn't stop there. She continues her journey down the centre of your stomach, over your navel and then....

You were lost in the feeling. Everything around you became a surreal bombardment of sensation. The white mare had started fellating you, in the hot and steamy atmosphere, with no intention of stopping anytime soon. All you could do at this point was stand and let yourself succumb to her. She rubbed her lips up and down your colthood, whilst massaging your thighs with her forehoofs. The pleasure was immense, and your knees started becoming weaker and weaker as it increased.

When she felt your muscles tighten, she figured you were on the brink. She drew her mouth away from your member and ran her tongue down your inner thigh. You struggled to catch your breath as she kept the feeling going.

"Not just yet, darling, I think both of us should finish in style. You know I simply LOVE spicing things up!"

She lowered you down onto your back and climbed on top of you.

You were still erect and soaking wet, waiting for her to make the next move. You close your eyes and feel the head make contact with two soft fleshy lips. Except these were not the same lips. You open your eyes and see Rarity's head right against yours as she undulates her hips, making friction between both of your most tender areas.

The sensation is almost two much to handle and after a few minutes you feel your muscles tighten again, except Rarity just keeps grinding and grinding away.

Then, you see yellow flashes obscuring your vision of the white mare above you, and you feel your member pulsate with much vigour, and a warm substance start to flick onto your lower abdomen. A mix of groans and yelps excape your lips, and Rarity simply looks down at her privates pleasuring yours, with her mouth half open in amazement.

Your breathing is heavy as Rarity continues her hot session with you. After a short while, her moaning becomes louder and faster. She almost screams in pure bliss as she shuts her eyes tight and rides through every sensation she is feeling.

The white mare flops on top you, letting herself cool down. The hot water had run out minutes ago, but both of you were still sweating and panting. As both of your breathing rates return to normal Rarity gives you a final and satisfying tongue - kiss.

"That was amazing, darling. We should do that again soon."

You return the compliment.

"I think we should get out now." you finally add. She nods and gets up off of you. You open the shower curtain and you are greeted with the same tangerine glow from her scented candles.

But before you could even register it, you see a horrified filly glaring at you in the doorway.

"SWEETIE BELLE! WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU..."

"I'm telling!"

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