The light humming of music was slightly drowning the conversations of the upper class ponies filling the ballroom of Canterlot Castle. It was a charity event, but I didn’t know the purpose of the collected money, of course, I had donated some ten thousand bits (You might think of that as a lot, but believe me, that’s peanuts for me) but that wasn’t the reason I was here.
I was looking for prey.
I slowly walked through the crowds, occasionally exchanging polite small talk with other important ponies I knew, searching through the crowd for a fitting mare.
Finding a possible mating partner was the hard part, everything after that was so easy, nearly dull! Well, it was no wonder that I had no problem convincing a mare to let me rut her insane. I was a tall, young unicorn stallion of light grey coat. My black mane was short and yet untamable, sticking were it felt like to do. My eyes were of a dark blue, and my cutie mark displayed a soap bar wrapped in money. Oh, did I mention yet that I was rich beyond belief! I was wearing a tuxedo, accompanied by a silver pocket-watch tucked into my left vest pouch.
I finally happened to lay my eyes on a possible target: A beautiful earth pony mare with a light yellow coat, a red mane and topaz eyes! Her curves were elegant, and she was wearing an outstanding red Victorian-style dress! I slowly started to make my way to her through the crowd of upper-class ponies chatting with each other in the typical stuck-up manor. Just as I reached her, she spotted me, shooting me shy smile. I returned the smile and spoke up:
“May I have the pleasure of knowing your name, m´lady?”
My voice was dark and yet comfortable to listen too.
“My name is Flowing Silk! No need to call me a lady, I’m just a… uh… seamstress!”
Her voice was gentle and sweet like an early spring breeze. I just had to get rid of her nervousness.
“Every beautiful mare like you deserves to be called a lady! And don’t grade yourself down, without seamstresses like you, all of these snobbish events wouldn’t work out!”
She giggled a bit. “And may I know your name, sir?”
“Well, of course, I´m Hector Blackmane!”
“Oh, the successor of Equestria largest soap company?”
Yes, my father made his bits by selling soap! Not really glorious if you come to think of it, but bits are bits!
“Yes, that’s me! “ The orchestra started to play a slow, romantic tune. Perfect!
“May I have the pleasure of the next dance, Silk?” I asked her with a slight bow while extending one of my right forehoof.
She beamed and took my forehoof in her own and I led her to the dance floor. We danced slowly, tightly wrapped in each other forehooves, while I glanced down in her stunning topaz eyes. We were caught up in each other’s gaze for what felt like ages. Finally, the music came to a stop, and I led the game to its natural conclusion by closing the gap between our mouths and tenderly kissing her. The soft sensation of our mouths pressing on each other’s filled my heart with glee, and I had to desperately keep myself from going any further. This was the wrong place for this. After some blissful moments, we finally broke the kiss, and I asked her:
“Would you like to continue this somewhere more… private?”
“Oh, do you have a place in mind?” she cooed.
“Yes, I own a nice mansion nearby!”
“Sounds great!” she replied.
And with that, I led her out of the ballroom and the castle, and towards upper canterlot. The high district was well-lit at night, and we had no problems making our way to my mansion. The Blackmane mansion was a big marble mansion with two wings. Pillars were running along the outer walls of the mansion, and frescoes along the top ledge were the wall met the roof displayed various scenes of equestrian history. We made our way towards the gate of the iron fence separating the mansion from the street. I opened it, and led silk enter first. I closed the gate behind her, and we walked the path towards the main door. In its middle, the path circled a fountain. We reached the big bronze double-doors, the handles formed like soap-bars. I opened it with my key and bowed slightly, gesturing inside.
“Ladies first”
Silk smiled and trotted inside the atrium, looking around in awe. Expensive furniture was visible everywhere and the walls were covered with portraits of me in various art styles. Yes, I love to look in my own face all day! Who wouldn’t? The clopping of hooves caught our attention, as my butler Straight Servant entered the room.
“Good evening sir, m´lady. Is there anything I could do for you?”
“No, Straight! You can go to bed. I won’t need your assistance until tomorrow!”
He bowed. “As you wish, sir.” And left the same way he entered.
“Well, would you like to see my bedchambers, Silk?”
“Yes! I´d love to!” she purred.
I led her upstairs, and while we were walking, she kept eyeing everything in awe.
“Wow Hector, this place is so huge! But I actually didn’t expect any less” she smiled
“Well, “I said as I pushed the door to my bedchambers open, “here we are!”
I made a gesture enclosing the room. “My bedchambers!”
My bedchambers were as pompous as the rest of the mansion. In the middle of it was a queen sized bed with red drapes and other luxurious gimmicks. The wood of the bed was off a dark brown color. Next to it was a small nightstand of the same color. There was a door linking the bedchambers to my bathroom. Again, the walls were covered in portraits of me striking various poses. The bedchambers had a big balcony, the cool night breeze flowing in freely.
Silk turned around shot me a seductive glaze. I took a step forward and kissed her again, this time pushing my tongue in her mouth. Silk moaned deeply in my mouth. Our tongues wrestled in a playful game of lust, struggling for the control of the steamy make-out session. I broke the kiss and started to nibble on her neck while guiding her towards the bed, eliciting more moans out of her. I pushed her on the bed and pinned her down.
My horn started to glow and I slipped out of my tuxedo, throwing it to the side without further care. I kissed her again, while my forehoof was tracing down her side towards her hind legs. I hiked up the hymn off her dress, exposing her marehood. Her cutie mark displayed a roll of fabric and a needle. What a surprise. I bent down and took a good sniff of her already damp lips. Mhmm, cherries! I love cherries! I gave it a good lick from base to top, avoiding her clit. I wanted this to last as long as possible. I exhaled my hot breath on her velvet lips, letting her shiver in pleasure.
“Stop being such a tease!” she yelled.
“As the lady wishes!” I replied and plugged my tongue in her marehood, savoring its taste and caressing her warm walls. Her moans grew more intense, and her juices were flowing freely now. I licked them up eagerly, she was quite the delicacy! I took one of her lips between mine and sucked on it. Her moans were screams of pleasure by now! I let go of her lip and focused on her clit now. I started by liking it, switched over to nibbling, and finally sucked on it.
“Oh… OH CELESTIA! YES! HECTOR, IM CUMM…AHHH!”
Her body tensed up as she violently came, squishing marecum all over my face. I eagerly licked up as much of it as possible, enjoying the taste. She took over two minutes for her volcano-like orgasm, and as she finally finished, she sat upright and planted a sloppy kiss on my lips.
“Wow… that was great!”
She pushed me on my back.
“Let me return the favor.”
Without any further warning, she took the tip of my raging erection in her mouth and eagerly started sucking on it, her tongue tracing it all the time! She went lower, bobbing her head up and down and sending me in a blissful heaven of pleasure! She let go of it for a moment and kept stroking it, her mouths attention focused on my balls. She took them in and sucked them for a while, then returned her attention to my cock. She took in the whole length of my shaft, the tip touching the walls of her throat, and deep throated me without gagging once! She was talented at this, and at that rate, I wouldn’t be able to last long. Yep, the hot fire from my loins already started running though my whole body, arching for the salvific release!
“Oh, I’m… gonna cum… SILK!”
I fell into an endless ocean of pleasure, shooting load after sticky warm load down her throat, and she eagerly swallowed every single drop of it. My orgasm took me about a minute, and then she let go of my cock with an audible PLOP! She crawled up to me and we kissed again.
I rolled on top and placed my forehooves next to her shoulders, my cock resting on her belly.
“Time for the main event!” I said.
“I have been waiting for this all night! She cooed.
I stood on all fours over her, and adjusted the tip of my cock so that it was pressing against her delicate, wet folds. I slowly pushed it in, inch by inch until my whole cock was resting comfortably inside her. Then I pulled out until only the tip remained inside, and rammed it in again!
She moaned my name, and I picked up a steady rhythm, ramming my cock inside her tight marehood like a piston. The slapping of flesh against flesh was drowned by her constant loud moans. I bent my head down to kiss her, and our bodies achieved the state of complete union! Her juices coated my dick in a slick film, making it even faster! Her walls were clenching around my dick in the rhythm of her heartbeat. After a short while, we were both nearly finished.
“Hector… AHHH… I’m cumming again!”
“Me…HUF…too!”
“OHH… HECTOR!”
“SILK!”
Her walls clenched tight as a vice around my dick, squeezing every last drop of semen out of it as we both came with ear-shattering power! Our bodies became one for this short, blissful moment of absolute pleasure. It took over two minutes and afterwards, I collapsed next to her, panting heavily but completely satisfied! She looked in my eyes and smiled from ear to ear, and leaned forward to kiss me lovingly on the mouth. We cuddled together, and I pulled the blankets over us.
Tomorrow, I would throw her out as fast as possible, breaking her heart. But that was not important. The only important thing was the successful hunt.
And that about rounds up an average day in my life!
Author's Note
Thank you for reading the first chapter of Playcolt! Constructive feedback is welcome!
The room was crowded with upper-class ponies, talking to each other about either business or gossip.
How boring!
But well, as you know, dear friends, I was here for another reason.
The party was hosted by another rich stallion, with no special occasion. Rich ponies simply hosted feasts because they were able to do it. I was standing at the bar, sipping on my scotch, eyeing the crowd for a possible target. The problem was, most of the mares present this evening were either trophy-wives or incredibly ugly. Maybe if I get drunk enough… NO! I’m not betraying my principles!
I then spotted the last stallion I wanted to see this evening. Fancypants! He was talking to a cream-white unicorn mare with a delicately formed body and a perfect violet mane wearing an opulent blue dress, his wife nowhere to be seen. I grinned. This was my chance for vengeance! His gaze towards the mare made his ambition clear. He wanted her. But he was married, and that was the best tactical advantage I could wish for! And also, his marriage was the reason I hated the lucky little prick. Fleur-de-Lis. She should have been MINE!
I walked towards them, masking my hatred under a perfect smile. Fancypants did the same in the moment he spotted me, but I swear I caught the glimpse of a shocked frown as he realized my intentions.
Never the less, he kept smiling and introduced me.
“Rarity, this is Hector Blackmane, successor of Blackmane Soaps. Hector, this is Rarity, the Fashionista of Ponyville and the Element of Generosity!”
Perfect! I wouldn’t just beat Fancypants, no, I would rut and Element of Harmony! Oh, how glorious!
“It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss Rarity” I said without even glancing at Fancypants.
“Oh, the Pleasure is on my side, Mister Blackmane.” We shook hooves.
“Please, call me Hector! A friend of Fancypants is friend of mine! Did you design that fabulous Dress yourself?”
She blushed. “Yes, it’s my own design”
“Oh, I simply have to buy something from such a talented Fashionista!”
She wasn’t aware of Fancypants existence anymore.
“You honor me Hector! I would be glad to sew an outfit for you! Your soaps are simply wonderful!”
“Oh, you’re such a sweet talker, Rarity! Do you have a coltfriend?”
She blushed again. “Uhm… No, I’m not in a relationship at the moment.”
“How come that such a stunning beauty like you has no stallion at her side?” I said while leaning closer, eyes locked with hers.
Her blush was deepening. Celestia, she looked cute!
“Oh, Hector, back in Ponyville there simply are no dashing stallions” she replied.
“But we are in Canterlot, Rarity” I whispered and closed the small gap between our mouths, kissing her ever so gentle and sweet. She tasted like Marshmallows. I broke the kiss and whispered:
“How about we take this somewhere more… private?”
“I´d love that, Hector!”
DING-DONG, MOTHERBUCKER!
I put a forehoof around her shoulder, leading her out of the room and turned my head around to savor the shocked expression on Fancypants face. Celestia, you should have seen it!
We arrived at the mansion’s bedchamber in no time. Rarity reacted like every other mare and looked around in awe.
“Wow, darling, this place is fabulous!”
“Not near as fabulous as you, Rarity” I spun her around and planted a passionate kiss on her lips, this time, pushing my tongue in. She eagerly replied with her own tongue. She didn’t seem to have done this very often. But that was no problem.
I pushed her on the bed and pinned her down, giving her horn a good lick. She moaned and shivered of pleasure under my body. I felt myself getting hard. I started to suck on her horn, tracing it with my tongue, eliciting more moans out of her. I stopped my attention towards her horn and moved further down.
Her marehood was already glistening wet. I wasted no time and locked lips with her mound, eagerly sucking on it, savoring the marshmallow taste. I moved further up and licked her clit, making her moan my name. I nibbled on it and she shivered again.
“Hector… AHH…IM going to… HECTOR!”
And with that, she came violently, her juices overflowing. I lapped up as much of the precious juices as possible, eager not to waste anything. I moved up again and planted a passionate kiss on her lips.
“Ready for more?” I asked
“Don’t you dare to let me wait!” she cooed
I aligned my dick in front of her folds, but she stopped me.
“Could you take… the other hole, please?” she said, clearly embarrassed.
I smiled deviously.
“As you wish m´lady”
I rubbed my dick against her folds a bit, coating it in her juices. And then I pressed it gently against her butthole, slowly pushing it in. Inch by inch, my dick made its way up her butt. Soon, the whole length was filling her up, resting nicely in her tight, warm ass. I slowly pulled it out, and slid it in a bit faster. I did that until I reached a steady pace. Her moans and the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room. I sped up a bit, enjoying the tightness of her back entrance. Her moans were getting more intense signalizing that she was close. I sped up one last time, and after three thrust, she yelled my name and her ass tighten like a vice around my dick, sending me over the edge as well. I filled her hole up with my cum, and after we both descended down from our orgasms, I pulled it out and cuddled next to her, placing a kiss on her forehead. We cuddled together and fell asleep soon.
The next morning, I went to fulfill my plan. Fancypants seemed to like Rarity, so I had to make sure she wouldn’t come to Canterlot again for a while. As soon as she woke up I kissed her, pulled back, looked in her eyes lovingly and told her:
“You have to leave now.”
“Wh- what?” She asked, obviously confused. I mean, last night I was the perfect gentlecolt.
I jumped out of the bed, stretched and yawned a bit.
“You heard me, you have to leave now! I have important business to attend! My butler will lead you out!”
“Bu- but Hector-“
“But what?” I cut her off and looked at her coldly. “Do you have anything of importance important to say?”
“I- I…” and then she broke out into tears and ran out of the room and the mansion, straight for the train station and took the first possible train back home.
She wouldn’t come back to Canterlot for months!
I patted myself on the shoulder for the outstanding work.
