"You know, it is rather hot out today, and you have been working very hard. You could always take your shirt off."
Rarity always seemed to have such a...unique way with words. Even when it was something very simple, somehow she'd find a way to turn the phrase on its head and make images appear in your head that she knew only you would think of. In this case, though, she was right. Working out in the fields where she usually hunted for gems in this heat was leaving you pretty drenched, more so than usual today.
You were out here a couple hours now, and the cart you borrowed from Applejack was full of baskets loaded with rubies, sapphires, emeralds, and anything else that glimmered in the light. Normally this would have been something Spike would be assisting the white unicorn with, but not all that long ago, his attention had shifted from one sister to the other.
Sweetie was Rarity's sister after all, and Spike got a first hand demonstration of how...convincing is a good word...she could be. It was almost scary, in a way, how easily she was able to lead him away. But, it made more sense for him to be interested in somepony closer to his own age, and you suspect Rarity was secretly grateful that she didn't have to worry about trying to watch her step around the young dragon.
Wiping your brow, you pull the garment off and toss it in the cart. Satisfied with the...load of gems, you were sure...Rarity decides that you had found enough and it was time to head back to the shop. However, despite her claims to the contrary, you couldn't help but see her looking your reasonably toned frame over from the corner of her eye and not the pile of jewels like she said she was nor was it hard for you to spot a little flick of her tongue across her lips as she turned away and led on.
Now, you weren't a supermodel by any means. When you found yourself in Equestria thanks to Twilight botching a long range teleportation spell she was working on, at least according to what Rarity told you, you were about ten pounds overweight. Once you stopped freaking out in horror and amazement that a world of magical, talking, colorful ponies existed some place far from home, it wasn't hard to lose the excess. Being forced to do physical chores thanks to a few steps backwards in technology, as well as a total lack of meat in your diet, saw to that. Now, it felt pretty good to look in a mirror.
With a grunt, you grab hold of the cart and give it a good push. It wasn't the easiest thing forcing it through the dirt, as the wheels didn't have treads like the truck you drove back on Earth did. Still, you could manage. Thankfully, gem hunting wasn't something that needed to be done as often as it used to be when Spike was around. You were quite a bit bigger and, needless to say, quite a bit stronger than him. The chore used to have to be done about once or twice a week, depending on how busy it was at the Boutique. Now, at the mere cost of an extra hour or two each time you went out, it was maybe twice a month.
Rarity's horn suddenly lights up and gives her a gentle tug. "Ooo! Seems we missed a batch!"
She follows the magic's pull about ten feet ahead and comes to a stop, pointing her head to the ground where a faint glow emitted. As she leans over, she subtly wiggles her hips and lifts her rump just a bit more than necessary. Teasing you, she hangs her tail right in the way of what would be a rather enticing view.
The unicorn cranes her head back and speaks to you with sultry eyes. "Here we are! One last little gift on our way out!"
Gift, huh? The gems or something else?
In an effort to keep the swaying flank in front of you out of your mind, you take a deep breath and shove the cart forward, coming to a stop by the indicated spot. You grab the shovel laying in the wagon and start digging. Rarity steps behind you and watches you do your thing intently. Even though you have your back to her, you suspect she's doing what you caught her doing in the past, including earlier in the day.
Before, you happened to see Rarity admiring your arms as you dug into the dirt and tossed it away. As soon as your eyes met, she fidgeted and glanced quickly at the ground where the jewels were poking out. Needless to say, she wasn't very good at hiding things. But, based on how she's been acting around you, that was probably the intention anyway.
A 'klink' in the dirt tells you you had struck gold, so to speak. You toss the shovel away and fall to your knees. The hole was a little deeper than most of the others from that day. Leaning forward to clear the last bits of earth from the gems, you swear you hear "Thank you, Celestia" whispered from a certain pony's lips.
"What's that?" you ask, not bothering to turn around.
"Hm?"
"You say something?"
"Mm-mmm."
You lift an unconvinced eyebrow and look behind you. She's just standing there with an innocent smile on her face. Then, despite her hair already being in pristine condition, she takes a moment to tilt her head to the side and fluff it. Once her obvious little show is done, she looks at you with those big, sensual blue eyes of hers. God, they were gorgeous. Pony or not, that was one thing you would never deny.
"Something wrong?"
With a wry smirk, you respond, "No. Everything's just fine."
A happy bounce and a sweet smile was her only reply. You roll your eyes and finish clawing the jewels from the ground. Once you have them collected, you walk past the unicorn and gently set them in one of the baskets. You replace the shovel and look over the piles. They were almost blinding under the midday sun. Rarity trots up next to you, quite closely, and admires the haul for the day.
"Well, we certainly made out like bandits today, didn't we?" she comments.
It was quite a bit of gems, but not really any more or less than usual. You figure the small talk was just an excuse for her to nonchalantly brush up against your leg.
"Saw quite a bit of emeralds in today's dig," you say. It's the only thing you can really come up with. You were never all that that good at small talk, even with the human girls you were interested in back home.
"Yes, and I'm sure I can make some good use out of them, even if green isn't in style right now. I do have this knack for making things go my way when I want them to. We should head home though. There are things to do, and I'm willing to bet you'd like to shower," she says, spinning around and away from you.
Was that her tail dragging a bit on your backside just now?
The cascading water feels pretty nice going down your skin. You would have easily passed on the scented soaps and shampoos, but this is Rarity's place. What more can you expect? Still, the tingling in your hair from her conditioner is easy enough to look past. You still have no idea how she managed to talk you into trying it out.
As you stand there soaking and relaxing, you think back to her display in the gem fields earlier. You chuckle at the fact that when you first showed up in Equestria, finding a pony sexually attractive wasn't anywhere on your radar. But as time went on, and you realized you weren't going to be going home any time soon, you figured that no one was going to judge you, and these creatures had feelings and desires and dreams just like you. So, what harm was there in getting to know them a little more personally?
You recall the first time Rarity started noticing you with particular interest. It was at Sugarcube Corner. You were snacking on a pastry that had some cream filling. A glob of the cream leaked out and got on your fingers, and you're not one to let any part of a delicacy go to waste. As you sat there listening to the girls chatting, you began licking the ends of your fingers. At the time, it almost reminded you of how you would clean Cheetos residue off after poking around the bottom of the bag looking for the last bits of processed fake cheese dust. That's when you felt the weight of her eyes on you.
You froze with the tip of your thumb by your mouth. The way she watched, you were expecting her to berate you for being disgusting. But the chastising never came. Instead, she stared silently, totally enraptured by the scene. You glanced at her and then back at the digit between near your lips a few times. When she continued to say nothing, you decided to mess around with her.
With a mock seductive look, you slowly, deliberately, moved onto the next finger and then the next until you were finished, never taking your eyes off her. It was only once you were done that she collected herself and went back to trying to eat her dessert. The rest of the day left her acting quite awkward.
Another one of the more interesting times enters your thoughts. You were in the Boutique a couple weeks later, standing in her workshop as she was removing an empty roll of fabric from its rack. You stood there with a fresh roll leaning against your arm, waiting patiently. It was a bit heavy, but, being that it was much smaller than their Earthen counterpart, it wasn't anything you couldn't lift. You gazed over bits of the room to pass the time. Rarity was chatting about something you just can't recall and then suddenly, she trailed off and went silent. When a moment of quiet went by, you looked to see what was up, and there she was mesmerized by your hand again.
It didn't dawn on you at the time, but now you think you know what captured her attention. The easiest way for you to hold the fabric was to insert your middle and ring fingers into the roll and use your other fingers for support. When it dawned on her that you were watching her, she cleared her throat, turned around to move a few things out of the new fabric's way and clenched her hind legs tightly. Again, the rest of the day, she seemed rather flustered.
It wasn't long after that when you noticed the looks she was giving you and her subtle movements like the ones from earlier in the day. That evil mare knew exactly what she was doing, and was she ever good at it. It was the way she carried herself that made you interested in getting to her know her in the first place. She oozed confidence with just about everything she did. That was the kind of person you wanted to chat it up with back home. The same applied here. It didn't hurt that she could be very sweet but could also rip a person's head off if crossed. Made her more interesting and relatable, in a funny way.
When she started acting more and more flirtatious with you, you were reasonably nervous at first. However, it didn't take long for you to remember that the rules on Earth didn't apply here. Besides, you knew that Spike had been after her for a while, and though she was flattered, she never let it get anywhere.
But, with the way she would slowly walk by and brush her tail against your thigh as unassumingly as she could or forgo using magic to pick something off the floor and instead carefully bend down to grab it between her teeth, you couldn't help but wonder if she was really trying to tell you something or just trying to get under your skin. You honestly had no idea how relationships were handled in Equestria, especially between two different species. Maybe that's why Spike never won her over.
But, those eyes. That devious little smile. You had dated a few women here and there back home, and not once did any of them manage to give you a look as sexy as Rarity could. Even when she was trying to act innocent –and you were onto her games for a while now– just being flashed a demure grin could send your heart racing or suddenly make your jeans feel tighter than normal. The fact that a pony was, in more ways than one, able to get a rise out of you left you unsure what to think. The idea of being with what was essentially an animal, sentient or not, was a huge taboo back home. Even though you weren't there, the idea festered. Either way, it was fun playing along with her games, whether she knew you were onto her or not.
Every once in a while though, it was amusing throwing Rarity a bone, metaphorically speaking. On one particularly rough day at the Boutique, you decided to bother her. Once she had flipped the 'Closed' sign, you sat on her display bench, reached for the sky and stretched out your aching back. When you were satisfied, you slumped back and opened your legs wide for her. Her lips curled and her cheeks turned a bright crimson as she gazed at your nether region. It took almost all your willpower not to laugh out loud.
The last spray of water hit your face as you shut off the valves. It was nice not being covered in grime again. You grab her towel and wrap it around your waist only to find that it doesn't reach all the way around. Ugh, that's right. The ones you own are custom made since you're so much bigger than the ponies are. Groaning, you ball it up and scrub your face and arms clean. As you move down to your chest, you step out from behind the curtain and look over yourself in the mirror.
Wait a minute. Shouldn't it be a lot more fogged up? Normally, you'd have to wipe a spot clean like they would in the movies in order to see anything. The door was closed, wasn't it? You glance over and notice it was open a few inches. You also notice a tuft of purple mane quickly disappear from sight.
Hmph. Well, at least she got a good view.
Rarity was finishing putting the last of the jewels into their respective chests when you came down the stairs, clothed and drying off your hair. No doubt she only started only a few minutes ago. She needed a good excuse if you asked her what she was up to. You did catch her spying, which only provides more ammo for teasing her later.
Once Rarity closes the last of the cases, she motions you over and asks you to lean down. She takes in a deep breath right next to your cheek and exhales slowly on your ear.
"Mmm, you smell divine," she whispers. "I want to do something nice for you for being such a diligent assistant all this time. I know you just stepped out of the shower, but how about we close early today and I treat you to a spa session? Even muscles as strong and resilient as yours need to unwind from time to time, and don't expect me to take 'no' for an answer."
Well, that was settled before it began. What was she up to this time?
"I just finish getting all that dirt off of me and you want me to get mud and creams and stuff all over myself?"
"You don't have to do that if you don't want to. Tell you what, how about we just do something simple? A massage and a relaxing spell in the sauna?"
"I'll have to shower again if we hang out in a sauna," you protest.
"I already said I'm not taking 'no' for an answer. Besides, Aloe and Lotus will clean you right up after we're done! You'll enjoy yourself, I assure you! Now come. They close at 5 o'clock, and it's getting a little late."
A long, heavy sigh escapes you. There's no point in arguing with Rarity when she has her mind set on something. You shrug and accept her offer. Like you ever had a choice.
OK, so Rarity was right as she usually was about this sort of thing. The twins were masters of their craft. It was kind of odd having to lay on several sets of towels on the floor since their tables were too small for you, but it allowed Aloe to stand on all fours and walk on your back. You had to admit having a four single solid hooves instead of several small fingertips grinding into some of the more aching spots felt incredibly good. You would have been fine with just the massage, but Rarity did insist on a trip to the sauna, and you weren't about to disappoint.
After putting your clothes in one the few lockers they have, you grab one of their towels and hold it up around your waist. Just like Rarity's, they were made for ponies. Oh well. You have a feeling, given that they don't wear clothes to begin with, the spa girls wouldn't have batted an eyelash if you came out in your birthday suit. But, you didn't want to risk angering Rarity and possibly seeing the amount of certain attentions she enjoyed giving you decrease.
Lotus escorts you to the sauna since Rarity opted to take a short mud bath. You never understood why that unicorn would get so bent out of shape over getting dirty when she had no problem jumping into one of those. Eh, must just be a spa thing. This type of activity was never of much interest to you, either in Equestria or back home.
"Rarity told me to tell you zat she promised she wouldn't be long. Eet's just part of her routine. Over here," she motions to the right as you walked inside together, "is ze bucket with ze water. Feel free to spend as much time as you like in here, and let us know if you need anyzing!"
"Uh, yeah, thanks."
The cute spa pony leaves you be. May as well make the best of the situation. You take a scoop of the water and douse it on the coals, and a moderate amount of steam kicks up in response. You replace the ladle and sit on the bench across from the door with the towel laid out over your crotch. If only there were some armrests, you could get more comfortable. But, you're probably one of the only things that has ever come into the place that even has arms. You fold your hands in your lap and take a breath. Seems your sinuses have already started to clear up. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.
About ten minutes later, you see a pink mane through the small rectangular window on the door. Aloe opens it and Rarity steps inside wearing her signature white robe with yellow frills. Her mane and tail are wrapped in towels. The fashionista eyes you up and down with a coy grin. You were right. She's definitely up to something.
"Thank you, Aloe. That will be all for now."
Bowing, the spa pony closes the door and Rarity pours some more water onto the heat rocks. She sits down beside you and sighs happily.
"Isn't this just delightful? Fluttershy and I come here every week to unwind. Those two know sure how to pamper a girl!" she says.
"Yeah, it's not bad. Was never really my thing back home, but it has been relaxing."
"Oh, I knew you would enjoy it!" she gushes, nuzzling against your arm. "I should have done this for you a while ago. You really have no idea how much I appreciate all the help you've given me."
She flutters her eyes.
"Heh, y-yeah, no problem."
Why are you suddenly stuttering? You've seen that look before. Just...never this up close.
With a giggle, she asks "You alright, dear?"
As hard as you try to answer that question, gibberish is the only thing that comes out of your mouth.
"You know, I do hope you like what I've done for you so far, and I'm not talking about this spa trip. I must say, I've enjoyed the things you've done for me, too."
Your face softens when she reveals the truth.
"You're aware of all that stuff, huh?"
"Well, I have dated a stallion or two in my day. I'd like to think I'm capable of spotting those innuendos by now. I've seen them ever since that thing you did in Sugarcube Corner. I can't say I haven't been," she leans in and whispers in your ear, "intrigued. I've seen how you look at me. I know what you want, and I'm more than willing to give it to you."
Wait, what did she just say? Sure, she was cute, and her antics were downright adorable, and if you were an equine as well, you'd have been all over her.
Maybe it was the heat in the room. More likely, it was her soft breath on your skin. The first cool trickle of sweat runs down your neck. A surprisingly smooth tongue suddenly licks it off. You gasp, not expecting Rarity to be so bold and direct.
Noticing your unease, she backs off and caresses your cheek. "What's wrong, darling?" she asks, pouting.
"I...I had no idea you were serious about all the, uh...flirting and teasing," you admit.
"I have been. Sure, I may turn on the charm when I need something ultimately trivial, but when I...desire something...I make my intentions quite clear, and I know you're aware of them." She delicately drags her hoof onto your bare chest and swirls it around. "And you can try to deny it all you want, but I know you desire me too. I've seen the subtle cues, even if you haven't."
Jeez, was she right? Was your mind denying something you've wanted this entire time only for your body to betray you?
"I...uh, well...back where I'm from, um...you see, we didn't...because you're a...a-and I'm..."
The most intelligent and reasonable argument you've ever made about anything could only garner a chuckle from the mare.
"Your brain is still hung up about the whole interspecies thing, isn't it?"
Ashamed, you roll your eyes away and nod. However, instead of being upset, she slowly removes her robe and pulls the towels off with her magic. Her long, wet mane hangs provocatively down her neck and back. With eyes wide, you gulp nervously. The lustful look she gave you wasn't helping.
"Let me take your mind off of that. Close your eyes."
Inhaling deeply, you obey. She leans in and tenderly kisses the side of your neck. You wince, still uneasy about the situation, even though your pulse tells a different story. But, Rarity is undaunted. She kisses you again, lower and lower, until she reaches your nipple. She takes it between her lips and sucks gently. Her hoof reaches down and strokes your inner thigh and balls with a feather's touch. You hold in a breath as a wave of pleasure washes over you.
As she swirls and flicks her tongue around your areola, your hand instinctively finds the center of her back and begins caressing it passionately. Slowly, you hand finds it way further down until it reaches her flank, where you give it a firm squeeze. She moans quietly and swishes her damp tail onto your arm in approval. With a final kiss, she moves away from your nipple and shifts her attention to your stomach, nibbling playfully. Each little bite makes you jump.
In the corner of her eye, she sees beneath the towel still laying on you that at least one part of you is comfortable with the fact that Rarity was a pony. Smiling coyly, she lifts the towel off and tosses it aside with a thought, exposing your manhood proudly at attention.
Hungrily, she wraps her lips around the side of your shaft and slides them all the way to your head and back. Her hoof has left your thigh and is somehow gripping and stroking you. You'll never understand how they manage to hold things like that, and right now, you don't care. Your middle finger locates her already wet slit and you rub her entrance up and down. She begins to breathe hard, getting lost in ecstacy, as she tries to focus on pleasing you. Throwing caution to the wind, you shift your fingertip to her back door and lightly fondle it.
She yelps in surprise. "Sweetie, you'll have your turn for that soon. Right now, I don't want to be too distracted," she says, giggling. She hops off the bench, away from your teasing touch, and sits down between your sprawled legs. "Mmmm, much better."
Taking hold of you again, she lowers her head. She softly blows down your cock, and it throbs from the sensation. Her tongue gradually makes its way back up the from the base of your member until it finds the end again. Delicately, she takes your head between her teeth and drags them across its flesh until it falls out of her mouth. Your head flops against the wall as Rarity has her way with you.
Deciding she's worked you up enough, the lustful mare wraps her lips around the tip and slides your dick into her mouth. The feeling of her hot mouth and slippery tongue is incredible. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as she bobs her head on your shaft. As she sucks you greedily, her hoof is pumping away. The other finds your sack and begins fondling it attentively.
Forget keeping your eyes closed. You haven't felt anything as amazing as what she's doing to you in too long. You open your eyes and gaze down at her. Somehow knowing you were watching, she looks back with those perfect blue eyes. In them was a fire burning as hot as the one between your legs. That look was all it took. You feel your cock start to throb.
"Ngh! Rarity, baby, I'm close!"
She sucks and strokes you even harder upon hearing that. Reaching your climax, you grunt loudly and feel your seed explode into her mouth. She moans in delight and swallows you up. The last bits of your cum leak out and she takes your entire length down her throat. Once you finally stop pulsating, she slides your dick out inch by inch until it pops limply from her lips. She didn't lose a single drop.
Catching her breath, she giggles and asks, "Still worried about me being a pony?"
Grinning affectionately, you towel off your brow and pat the bench next to you. "Your turn."
Blinking flirtatiously, she hops up and lays on her back as you kneel in front of her. You part her legs and gaze upon her immaculate sex. As much as you want to just dive in, you know she'd consider it rude after all she just did. Instead, you hover your body over hers and kiss her on the chin. Getting the idea, she smiles and leans her head back, allowing you to plant one after another down her throat. Not wanting to neglect her neck, you bite down and lovingly tug at it. While your lips are busy, your left hand is running slowly along her hip and leg. The young mare hisses through her teeth as you play with her body.
Your fingers drag inside her thigh until they reach her lips while you lick and suckle her neck. Her heat absolutely radiating from her hole. You quickly find her clit and rub it enthusiastically. Her sudden panting tells you her head must be spinning. It must be a lot easier to do this with fingers instead of hooves. Just to show her what an advantage they are, you slide two digits inside her aching pussy. The unique feeling sends a shockwave of electricity through her and she arches her back hard in response.
Rarity's tunnel is easy to penetrate, as she's incredibly wet. It must have been a while for her too, you assume. As you thrust deeper inside her, she whimpers and bites her lip. Even though she's obviously enjoying every second of this, you don't want her to get off simply because of your hands. You remove your fingers from her cunt, leaving her feeling suddenly empty. Her back collapses onto the bench, her heart feeling like it's going to burst from her chest.
With a single, long kiss on her belly, you kneel down between her legs and drag the tip of your tongue along her thighs. You eye her button and smile in anticipation. She was going to get a taste of her own medicine.
Your mouth hangs open and a warm breath escaped onto her knob. Her body twitched in your peripherals. You take her clit between your lips and calmly swirl your tongue across it. The smell and taste of her sweat mixed with her vaginal fluids was intoxicating. Your dick starts to throb awake again.
While you take in her flavor, your right hand snakes up her stomach and neck toward her face. You caress her throat, but in the heat of the moment, she takes two of your fingers into her mouth and begins to suck on them, moaning and panting. Her skillful tongue, as well as several involuntary flicks of her tail, brings another slight twitch of life back to your exhausted cock.
In an instant, you remember a technique an old girlfriend told you about.
'Time to relearn your ABC's, Rarity!' you think to yourself.
Meticulously, you move from one letter to the next. Her hips jerk and spasm in response. For leverage, you hold her hips down with your left arm. Despite her small stature, she's almost able to slip free from your grasp.
By the time you're on 'J', you're fully erect again. Not wanting to inadvertently blow another load because of her skillful tongue, you take your fingers from her lips, eliciting a disappointed whine. Said whimper was replaced by a gasp when you slid a finger past your chin and into her hole. This was definitely something you couldn't do with a hoof.
Her hind legs suddenly, tightly, gripped your head. She must have been going out of her mind. Her stomach was twitching and her breathing rate was quickly increasing. She grabs onto her forehead as she was about to cum. But then, you hear something you didn't expect between gasps.
"S-S-Stop! Stop!"
Curious, you pull back and look up at her. Her hind legs collapse in a heap. She's finally able to catch her breath after a moment.
"I...oh my...I don't want to be done until I've had you inside me."
With a sly grin, you stand up. The fashionista smiles amorously at your firm member once it comes into her view. Reaching behind her back, you pull her off the bench with a whispered grunt, and a quiet yelp escapes her lips. Your hands reach under her legs for support and you bring her in close. She wraps her hooves around your neck and you wantonly gaze into each others eyes. An idea comes to you and you carry her over to the door.
When you arrive, you set her firmly against it. You try to reach below and guide yourself, but she's a couple feet off the ground. If you let go, she'd likely fall and the mood would be officially dead. As you look for a solution, you feel a tingling sensation on your junk. You look below and your manhood is glowing a faint blue. You glance up. Rarity's horn is sparkling too. She smiles demurely at you and bites her lip. Her cheeks turn an adorable shade of pink. If there was any concern at all still in your mind about her being a pony, that look completely killed it.
Grinning fervidly, you take a step forward. Your bodies come together, separately only by a thin layer of sweat. Finally, Rarity gingerly slips your cock inside her dripping sex, and she takes in a sharp breath as you penetrate her. You grip onto her legs almost too tightly. The sensation is nearly overwhelming. Not wanting to risk hurting her, you slowly plunge deeper until you bottom out. A ripple of euphoria tears through your bodies while you pause to savor the feeling.
At last able to relax, you find your motion and thrust into her, deliberate and firm. Once you feel she's used to you, you drive in a bit harder, your hips coming together with loud pops. Each crash of your dick into her hole slams her rump against the door. It almost sounds like you mean to break through it.
Her head collapses onto your shoulder and she grips you tightly around your neck as surges of sexual energy fire through her body one after the other. You hear her gasps for air getting louder and more frequent. Your oral gratification must have gotten her boiling more than you thought. It isn't long before she starts to cum.
"Ooh! Oh goddess, yes! Yes! Mmmmm!"
She bites her lip and spasms and twitches against you. Her legs grip at your waist. You feel your cock suddenly swimming in an ocean of her fluids. You ease your pace so she can come down gently off her orgasmic high. Her legs fall limply at your sides, juices leaking down her thighs and tail. She slowly catches her breath and gazes longingly at you. Her release has left her barely able to form a coherent thought, aside from one.
"I...I know you still...whew!...have something left in you," she mutters between breaths. "I want you to finish inside me. Sit back down. I'll take care of the rest."
Still holding her legs from underneath, you give her a quick hoist and carry her back to where it all began, your hard cock still soaking inside her. Once you sit and are comfortable, she braces her hooves against the wall behind you. Planting her hind hooves, she lowers her hips onto yours, and they come together with a soft, wet 'splitch'. By now, her juices have dripped down your sack and started pooling on the bench. As Rarity finds her rhythm, your hands dance up and down her sides and eventually find her rump.
You aggressively squeeze her cheeks, and she moans her approval. Hearing her coos, you lose your self-control to shameless debauchery and bring your middle finger to your mouth, coating it with spit. You reach below and find her tailhole, sticky from sweat and the nectar that flowed from earlier. Gently at first, you push past her natural resistances and slide your finger up to your knuckle into her anus. She arches her back and gasps loudly.
"Aaah! Ooooohohoh yeeees! Mmmmmph!"
You plunge forward inch by inch with each new thrust of your finger until it disappears completely. With a stiff appendage pumping away in each hole, she quickens her pace. You can almost feel yourself through her wall as she slams down harder and harder against you. With each stroke, it feels as if her pussy is grabbing onto you, trying to milk you for all you're worth. You've never felt anything so incredible and it's not long before you feel your dick start to swell again.
"Oh God, Rarity! Nnngh!"
Rarity falls onto your hips one last time and freezes in place as you shoot your hot stream inside her. Exhausted, her head collapses onto your shoulder, muffling heavy breaths. She wraps her hooves around your neck and curls her body against your own. Your finger slips out of her ass and you reciprocate her hug. Affectionately, you look into each others eyes and your lips part, letting your tongues meet in the middle.
Your three towels sat in a ball on the corner of the bench, damp by a mixture of sweat and ejaculate. Rarity's robe was folded neatly on the opposite corner. You remained sitting where you have been for the last fifteen minutes with Rarity's head in your lap. She was laying on her back, happily staring up at you and you back at her. You rub her belly and she caresses your hand as you bask in the glow of post coital bliss.
"So," she says, "was it everything you hoped for?"
"And more," you respond, grinning.
With a satisfied sigh, she looks back up at the ceiling, about ready to fall asleep. Similarly, your head bumps against the wall behind you. However, something weighs on her mind now that your love making is over. She frowns uncertainly.
Rarity addresses you by name. "I...kind of have a confession to make."
Curious, an eyebrow lifts. "What's that, hon?"
"Well...I suspect that I've been so worked up lately because not long before you first starting playing with me, I had just gotten out of a relationship with a real piece of work. He always left me hanging and it drove me crazy." She fidgets uncomfortably. "After I said I was done with him, I saw you doing your thing, especially with these wonderful fingers, and started getting...bothered...again."
You smirk, holding back the urge to giggle. "Soooo, you saw me as a rebound?"
"Maybe at first. I never had any issues with you being different. If anything, it made things more exciting!" Your eyes meet again, and she smiles like an angel. "But, even without any of the flirting and teasing or help at the shop, you were always so good to me. So sweet. Much better than any stallion I've ever been interested in. Having you at the Boutique just meant we got to spend that much more time together, and I wouldn't change how things have gone for anything. I...hope this doesn't bother you at all."
You take her hoof in your hand and bring it to your lips for a kiss. The mare sighs contently and turns to her side, facing the door. She lifts her head up and chuckles.
"What?"
She nods across the room. "Look."
You follow her gaze and spot two pairs of hungry blue eyes looking in through the window. When it finally dawns on you what's going on, you laugh heartily.
"They were probably wondering what all that banging on the door was. How long you think they've been watching?"
"Eh, long enough."
The water bucket floats into the air and dumps most of its contents onto the heat rocks, blasting out a large, thick cloud of steam that hides the two of you from sight. Outside, Aloe and Lotus giggle at each other once you disappear. They trot away and head first to the lobby to flip the 'Closed' sign. It was getting late after all.
Author's Note
If you liked this story, why not check out its sequel Paint the Town Pink? 
