The Unexpected Saviour

Note: This chapter has clop in it. You are now considered-ed warned.

I pulled off all of my clothes as quickly as I could and lay down on the bigger bed.

“Say hello to my little friend” I say jokingly in a Cuban accent. She giggled.

She lay next to me seductively, showing off her curves. I drank in her curves like I would drink a Monster energy drink.

She asked me in a seductive tone, “Are you ready to rut this mare, you stud?”

“Hell yeah, baby” I reply in my best attempt at a sexy voice. It must have worked, because she grabbed my hand and led it straight to her sweet heat.

“B-be careful, Jackson. I’m still a virgin”

“Don’t worry, baby, Jackson’s gonna treat you sooo nice” I tell her in my sexy voice.

She moans into my ear and pulls my hand into her pussy, releasing it once it is in. I tenderly and carefully move my index finger back and forth, eliciting moans from my favorite mare.

I add another finger and go a little faster. Her moans increase in pitch a little.

I think to myself ‘screw it, why not?’

I remove my fingers, ball up my right hand into a fist and jam my fist into her pussy. She screams in ecstasy. I furiously work my fist back and forth in her pussy.

She is screaming and moaning and dripping, all of that combined making me think ‘Holy shit!’ over and over again. She then goes stiff, nearly kicking me straight in the face, and cries out very loudly. She goes limp after about five seconds. I pull my hand out with a ‘schlllock’ and tentatively wiggle my tongue out to taste Rainbow’s pussy juice.

I couldn’t describe the taste other than amazing. I could say that I wanted more though. I leaned down to bring my face next to her pussy. She was numb to the world, after I had given her a mind-shattering orgasm.

My tongue flitted out to taste the special juice at its source. It was stronger and better than cleaning my hand of the juices that had run off of it. I grinned and eagerly ate Rainbow out. She woke from her mental slumber and moaned, her hooves holding my head against her pussy.

I licked all around her pussy slowly to find her more sensitive areas. She moaned louder the nearer I got to her g-spot. I quickly flicked my tongue continuously against that spot and she quickly reached orgasm again, femcum shooting from her pussy into my mouth. It was very fluid and still more delicious than the outside of her pussy. I swallowed the juice she had ejected into my mouth.

I was done waiting to lose my virginity. I could tell Rainbow was too, because I had lay down on top of her and rested my dick near her still damp pussy.

“Do you want to suck me off before I fuck your pussy raw? Or do you want to taste your pussy when you suck my dick?” I ask her, my mouth on auto-dirty-pilot.

“Please, I want to taste the monster which I have been craving since we’ve been marefriend and coltfriend.”

“Ok baby.” I get off her and lay down on the bed, waiting for her to get up and suck me. She rolled onto her belly, looked me straight in the eyes, and tentatively licked the tip of my penis.

I shudder and groan. She licks around my whole penis as she nearly devours me to the hilt. I groan and shudder from the unimaginable waves of pleasure coursing throughout my body. Rainbow works her mouth all around, up and down my shaft.

‘It’s heaven in a Rainbow-colored package’ I think weakly. Rainbow tries a different tactic. She then starts twisting her lips around the tip of my penis. I shudder more and moan louder. Then I go stiff, my spunk leaving my body and going into hers.

As I bask in the afterglow of an amazing blowjob, Rainbow had taken the initiative to get up, move about a bit, and position herself over my dick. She lets it prod her pussy lips a few times, groaning, and then she suddenly slams herself on to my dick, burying it in her all the way. I gasp as I am woken from the haze of my afterglow.

“Oh, fuck, Jackson. I love you so much. Fuck me hard, baby!” she groans in my ear.

As if I am on autopilot, my hands reach to grasp the sides of her buttocks and I pull her up. As soon as I see the rim of my head leaving her pussy, I force her back down, hard, getting as deep as I could. I repeated that for a few minutes. Every time I jammed her back onto my dick, all the way to the hilt, she would scream in ecstasy.

I increased my pace after a few minutes of slow, hard thrusting. She reacted to my increase in pace accordingly. I used the same method as earlier, but my pace increased steadily. After about five minutes and ever-louder screams of ecstasy, I felt the inevitable nearing the present.

“I’m gonna cum” I grunt, simply loving the feeling her pussy was applying to my dick.

“Cum inside me baby. Let all your spunk fill my pussy full.” She moans in reply.

I increase my pace and decrease my depth for quick, shallow thrusts. I continue at said speed and depth for a little while, and then I feel my balls tighten. I unleash my spunk into her with a roar.

I bask in the afterglow of another amazing orgasm. I pull out with a wet ‘schlock’, and hear Rainbow snore lightly. i chuckle to myself.

Suddenly a wave of sleepiness hit me harder than Scorched had. A second one hit me right after. I was out before the third wave struck home.

~The Next Day~

I woke with Rainbow still asleep next to me. After a few minutes, she woke with a moan, and looked at me.

I noticed my back felt a little tight. I rolled my shoulders and felt a whoosh of air hit me. Her jaw dropped when as I rolled my shoulders.

“What’s wrong?” I ask. I didn’t know what had stunned her until I felt muscles I had never felt before tingle, stretch, and pop. I reached over my left shoulder with my right arm and felt my hand stroke something soft.

‘soft like feathers.’ I think slowly, my mind muddled.

I swiveled my head, looked behind me and saw pure black primaries, getting lighter the further down I look. The coverts were pure white. I passed out. The last coherent thought I remember was: ‘I have wings . . . ?’ then nothing but blackness.

I remember flashes of vision with darkness in between them while I was passed out. Kinda like a magnifying glass burning cold paper: Rainbow yelling at me to wake me up, me being flown to the Cloudsdale hospital, me laying in a hospital bed ~many of those flashes~, and Pegasus doctors examining me.

I wake up and lean up slowly, painfully, feeling like I had been sleeping for a week, and looked around. Rainbow was asleep on an easy chair next to my hospital bed. At that moment, a nurse Pegasus walked in.

‘Nurses of any race always have impeccable timing.’ I think through my mental muddle.

“Oh, you’re awake. Good. How are you feeling?” she asks me.

“Oh man, where should I begin? My back aches, I have a headache, and my mind is muddled to hell” I force out with minimal slurring.

“That’s what I could say would be perfectly normal, for a Pegasus, that is. But you are a human, so . . . Well, I can explain the reason for all your ailments. First, your backache is from your wings being under your back for so long. Second, your brain has stored so much information; it hurts because you haven’t accessed the information in so long. Third, you have been in a coma for two weeks. Like I said before, if you try to remember things, and go slowly, the muddled feeling will dissipate.” She stated like she knew, which she probably did.

“Ok” I reply, not really understanding much through the muddle. I organize my memories slowly.

‘My name is Jackson Tyler. I am seventeen. I was taken to Equestria unwillingly by a spiked soda. I fell in love with Rainbow Dash. I went to a party.’ I remind myself slowly.

‘I beat Pinkie Pie at darts and also beat Applejack in an arm wrestle at the party, but my arm broke the moment I won. I got to Cloudsdale by riding on Rainbow’s back. I fought Scorched to reduce his pride, and I beat him. I had sex with the pony of my dreams, just last night. I was in a coma for two weeks, but I am awake now’ I stopped trying to remember because I got to where I am sitting right now. I didn’t have a headache anymore, and my mind was no longer muddled.

“Ok that’s better. My back still hurts though.” I complain.

“Sit up all the way and I will stretch your wings for you.” She offered.

“Yes please” I happily oblige. “I still don’t understand how to use my wings anyway. Thank you.” I sit up and let my legs dangle off the side of the bed. She walks around to the other side of the bed and touches one of my wing-tips. I cringe and sharply intake my breath.

“Your wings must be very sensitive.” She notes.

I bit back a retort and let her stretch out my wings slowly. It hurt like a mother-fuck because of so many tight muscles were being unwillingly stretched out. That’s all that I felt; tight muscles stretching out. Before I knew it, my wings were open and the pain had stopped after a few minutes.

“Ok I will act like you are a Pegasus who is still learning to use their wings. Feel mentally for muscles behind your shoulders. When you feel the muscles behind your shoulder, try to tighten them.”

I do as she says. I feel for muscles behind my shoulders and quickly notice there were muscles I hadn’t felt, let alone had before. I try to tighten the muscles cautiously and feel them tighten slowly. I feel my wings close into a hollow in my back, behind my shoulder blades

“Evolution’s a bitch, huh?” I joke while pulling my wings into the hollow in my back. She giggles a little at my joke.

I try the opposite, to open my wings. I loosen my muscles in my wings cautiously and feel my wings open slowly. I groan in pain the whole way, my muscles straining and popping.

“Ok, it looks like your wings are in full working order. I’d advise not flying until they get stronger. Practice wing movements for at least a half hour daily.” She said like it was obvious, which it wasn’t . . . to me, anyway.

“Oh, don’t doubt me on this; it will be long damn long time until I decide to use these babies” I gesture to my wings. She leaves after a short check-up and then I cuddle up, wrapping my wings around myself. I notice Rainbow is somehow still asleep.

I lay on the hospital bed for a few more minutes, and then I fall asleep with my knees scrunched into my chest, my fade-to-light wings still wrapped around the small ball of my body.

I woke up the next morning with my wings stiff as hell. I tried to pull them in, but they resisted strongly, almost like . . . like. . . “Heh that’s a good one. Wingboner. . .” I see Rainbow is stirring and her wings are getting stiff too . . . her wingspan was big, about a six foot wingspan for her.

But my wings . . . my wingspan is now over fifteen feet long! My wings got a lot bigger since yesterday. Yesterday they were, at most, about four feet across.

I fluttered the tips a little. I felt myself get pulled upwards a little at the wing joints. I did a small full-wing flutter. I took to the air by about a foot. I gasped.

I didn’t notice that Rainbow was watching me with nervousness and amazement. “Yes, baby?” I asked her in a voice that I knew wasn’t my own as soon as I spoke with it.

The voice I have now is deeper, made more for calm commanding. The voice I had before was teenager deep, not adult deep. Nor was it a voice made for commanding anything. But the voice I have now is all that I had ever really wanted and more.

I sounded kind of like a young Sam Elliot. And I was now . . . EPICALLY EPIC!

~For those that don’t know who Sam Elliot is, watch the first ‘Ghost Rider’. Sam plays the caretaker, and the ghost rider who rode the horse and not the motorcycle.~

After I had fully recovered from my coma, I was discharged and Rainbow and I returned to her house. I then realized something.

“Crap, I haven’t visited Trixie in three weeks!” I exclaim