After Work with Rainbow Dash
You open the door to your apartment and step inside. You flick the light switch by the door and soft lights illuminate the sitting room as you slip off your shoes. You wiggle your toes with joy at the freedom; eight hours is simply far too long to wear shoes continuously. Closing the door you walk over to the kitchen and make yourself a quick sandwich. Peanut butter and jelly, cause you’re tired and lazy.
It’s nearly midnight and you won’t be staying up for much longer but you turn on the TV while you grab two slices of bread from the fridge. It’s still on the discovery channel from this morning when you were watching Shark Week. You absently listen to some man’s embellished tale of an exaggerated shark bite and before long you stuff half the sandwich into your mouth and take a large bite, washing it down with a bit of milk.
You could have the sandwich finished in two bites but draw it out to watch the remaining five minutes of the program. It ends boringly and you pop the last piece of sandwich into your mouth, wash it down with the last of the milk, and turn off the TV. You turn off the lights and stumble expertly to your bedroom. You flick the switch and the light turns on, the dimmer still set low, just enough for a little mood lighting for business.
You’re tired, and stifle a yawn. But you’re not that tired, and the last hour of work you couldn’t get your mind off of ponies. Unfortunately your computer’s still broken, so there’s only one way to go about it. You take off your shirt and…
You sit on the edge of your bed lying back with your elbows propping you up; your legs hang over the edge with your feet planted on the ground. Rainbow Dash stands between your legs, the zipper to your jeans in her mouth. She gazes at you with a mischievous look in her eyes as she pulls the zipper down. She fumbles at your bulge through the opening as she tries to pull out your cock through your boxers. It’s cute, in an arousing way.
You can’t help but smile as the filly continues to work at your undergarments, even going so far as to pull her gaze from your eyes, put her front hooves on the edge of the bed, and grunt as she goes about it from a different angle. You know helping her will only hurt her feelings. She’s doing this for you, to help you relax after a long day’s work.
Finally you feel her lips on your member and a muffled “Aha!” comes from her mouth. She pulls out your shaft which stands half erect and returns her gaze to your eyes, resuming her mischievous look while stepping back off of the bed.
You bring your right hand to her head and scratch behind her ear. She closes her left eye and blushes, a small smile of pride creases her lips. Her coat is soft and smooth beneath your fingers; it twitches cutely under your caressing touch. As if suddenly remembering who’s supposed to be pleasuring whom she opens her eye and begins to nibble the side of your dick.
She moves up and down along it, pausing at the base to lick your balls and the tip to lick your head. Your member stiffens further and you don’t miss Dashie’s eyes widening with it. Within moments it stands at its full size and you give her an extra firm scratch behind her ear; she blushes deeper and pulls her mouth off your cock to lick its full length.
Still she pauses at each end to pay special attention to it: She laps roughly and suckles sweetly each testicle in turn; she takes your head into her mouth and runs its rim with her smooth tongue, eliciting drips of precum. A soft moan escapes your lips as deep within a familiar, tantalizing sensation slowly begins to sprout.
You take your hand from behind her ear and run it through her rainbow hair; each strand cascades across your hand, feeling impossibly smooth. You pet her and she smiles around the tip of your cock. Behind her you notice her tail swish from side to side. If you didn’t know Rainbow Dash better, you would swear you hear her humming.
She pauses with her lips enclosed around the tip of your dick, looking you deep in the eyes. You nod and rub her head beneath her mane. She closes her eyes, blushes even further, and takes the length of your cock to the back of her throat. She opens her eyes again to watch you, seeking your approval. You give it to her with a moan and another scratch behind her ear. Could she smile with your girth in her mouth she would. She pulls up, leaving a trail of saliva coating your shaft before dropping back down, as if to clean the spit from your cock. With a few more teasing techniques, kissing your head; forcing herself to gag lightly; grazing her teeth along your shaft, she works toward a steady, alternating technique.
With her eyes fixed on yours she goes slow and shallow, running her tongue lightly on the bottom of your shaft and over the tip of your dick where winks. With her eyes closed she builds up speed deliberately, taking you in deeper and deeper, inch by precious, sensitive inch until she’s rapidly deep throating your cock until she gags a little, and slows back down to a sensuous pace, opening her eyes to watch you as you moan and pant; that familiar sensation building up deep within you.
Dashie places her fore hooves on the bed, bringing her head directly above you and allowing her to take you fully without gagging. You drop your hand from her head, noticing she would rather you didn’t, but it is an awkward position and your lone elbow is getting tired.
When her head reaches the tip of your cock you can see beneath her as several thin rivulets of her juices flow down her legs and a drop falls into a puddle pooling on the floor. You lift a leg up to her crouch and nudge her bud. She squeaks around your cock at the sudden sensation and then moans as you begin to rub it back and forth at the same time she rocks her hips to grind against it.
The tantalizing sensation deep within you has grown to an overwhelming size. You lie back on the bed and bring both hands to Rainbow Dash’s head, holding her behind the ears. You take control of her movements, bobbing her head up and down quickly before the sensation within overflows and you orgasm, shooting hot cum into Dashie’s mouth as you hold her down, her throat touching the tip of your cock. Spurt after spurt of sweet, thick jizz coats her throat and she drinks it all down, gulping loudly. She flexes her throat muscles over the tip of your cock to milk it; you spurt with each flex.
Finished and tired you let go of her head and drop your leg from her crotch. She dances eagerly on her hind legs, her pleasure stolen from her. She looks up at you as she seductively pulls her mouth off your dick and pauses to lick the tip clean.
“That was incredible Dashie,” you say, panting as the blue pony undoes your jeans and slides them, along with your boxers, down to the ground.
“It was awesome for me too,” she says. “But…”
You grin. Sitting up on your elbows you get a good look at the decent sized puddle of pussy juice pooling on the bedroom floor.
“Don’t worry,” you say. “I didn’t forget about you. C’mon up.”
The blue pony veritably leaps atop the bed, forcing you to lay back down or else head-butt her. She straddles you and lowers her yearning pussy to your cock. Without wasting a beat she drops down fast, enveloping you in tight, velvety vaginal walls. Without a breather in between your cock still stands tall, penetrating deep into her folds.
That euphoric sensation in you had shrunk with your orgasm, but now grows once more.
“Finally,” she moans. “It’s my turn to feel good.” More than happy to oblige as Dash starts moving along your shaft, you reach around her torso to grab the base of her wings. She exhales sharply as you twist your hands around them with a soft touch. The flying appendages, stiff from your blowjob and her teasing, stiffen further as they spread to their full span. They’re soft beneath your hands, nearly as soft as her luxurious mane, which hangs down to your chest, grazing it ever so lightly. You try different combinations of grips and strength until one combination makes her grit her teeth and say: “Oh yeah...”
Her wet pussy, leaking juices around your cock that flow down to coat your balls, tightens along with your grip. It sends a jolt of pure bliss through your groin and down to your feet which you curl in ecstasy. Never before has simply curling your toes been so amazing.
Each movement of her hips feels better than the last as her walls roll over your shaft. You play with her wings, alternating your grip once more; now sensitive to the minute changes in her tightness with each grip, it drives you wild. You time the technique, the speed at which it reacts is surprising, to her hips. Relieving the pressure ever so slightly as she goes up so her pussy rubs you just a little softer and tighten the grip as she comes down, the feeling of penetration into a tighter pussy somehow seems more…fulfilling.
“Fuck me,” she says. “Forget the wings and fuck me hard.” She seemed to be enjoying it but you don’t ask questions. Moving your hands down to her haunches you grip her for leverage. Her taunt muscles are firm beneath the soft coat of fur. You stand up, holding her by her ass and still balls deep inside her. She wraps her hooves around your waist and behind your head, and brings you in for a lusty kiss, darting her tongue deep into your mouth to tangle it with your own. She hugs you with her wings; the delicate feathers tickle your skin.
The sensation within you builds further.
“Fuck me hard,” she moans repeatedly. You walk her over to a wall and place her back on it with just enough force to keep her up and thrust. It’s a wild fuck as you are eager to fulfill her desire. Over and over you ram you cock hard into her pussy, driving her moaning and pleading to higher and higher pitches. Suddenly she pulls her mouth away and reaches forward to bite your shoulder.
“~I’m cuuuummmming!~” she cries. Her walls spasm around your shaft and drive you over the edge once more. Your orgasm is explosive as the sensation rocks throughout your whole body. You shoot hot, thick strands of cum deep into Rainbow’s womb, her electrified walls milking you for every drop. You both shudder and shake in each other’s embrace before you pull her from the wall and stumble over to your bed where you both collapse and stare deep into each other.
Eventually your heavy panting slows and returns to normal. Rainbow Dash has closed her eyes, and her light breathing suggests that she’s fallen asleep in your arms. You close your eyes, which seem heavier, and drift off to join her.
After Work with Rainbow Dash
You open the door to your apartment and step inside. You flick the light switch by the door and soft lights illuminate the sitting room as you slip off your shoes. You wiggle your toes with joy at the freedom; eight hours is simply far too long to wear shoes continuously. Closing the door you walk over to the kitchen and make yourself a quick sandwich. Peanut butter and jelly, cause you’re tired and lazy.
It’s nearly midnight and you won’t be staying up for much longer but you turn on the TV while you grab two slices of bread from the fridge. It’s still on the discovery channel from this morning when you were watching Shark Week. You absently listen to some man’s embellished tale of an exaggerated shark bite and before long you stuff half the sandwich into your mouth and take a large bite, washing it down with a bit of milk.
You could have the sandwich finished in two bites but draw it out to watch the remaining five minutes of the program. It ends boringly and you pop the last piece of sandwich into your mouth, wash it down with the last of the milk, and turn off the TV. You turn off the lights and stumble expertly to your bedroom. You flick the switch and the light turns on, the dimmer still set low, just enough for a little mood lighting for business.
You’re tired, and stifle a yawn. But you’re not that tired, and the last hour of work you couldn’t get your mind off of ponies. Unfortunately your computer’s still broken, so there’s only one way to go about it. You take off your shirt and reach around to unclasp your bra. You drop it on top of your shirt and massage your breasts, glad to have them hanging free and unrestricted. You reach down and unbutton/unzip your jeans and drop them to the floor then…
You sit on the edge of your bed and your hand wanders down to your crotch. It’s just the faintest bit damp as you start to rub it through your panties. Rainbow Dash stands before you, an eager look in her eyes as she stares at our groin. You take your hand away and drag it up your body, watching as she follows it, until you bring it to your face and she’s looking you in the eyes. You smile at her and she blushes before turning away. You take the bottom of her head and turn it toward you. She smiles as you nod at her and whisper: “I want you.” Her blush recedes a little and the eager look returns to her eyes. You lean back and spread your legs, inviting her in.
She steps forward and presses her nose against your panties, poking you. You move your hand from her chin to her mane and run your hand through it. It parts around your fingers and feels like silk. The scent of nature itself seems to emanate from it, as if spending her time up in the skies has infused it with its smell. The slightly rough feel of your cotton panties against your crotch sends tiny tingles into you as you feel heat grow down below.
Dashie pulls her head back for a moment to take a big lick. The barrier between tongue and destination holds back the true pleasure, but you feel yourself warm up more at the promise of cunnilingus. She continues to lick, purposely coating her tongue in saliva until it has soaked through, no doubt aided by a bit of moisture from you.
Her licks now reach you, almost fully, and it only stimulates you further. You take your hand from her mane and scratch behind one of her ears. She blushes under the touch and increases her efforts. Her licks are big and full, moving the fabric as she had when she was nudging you. She moans into your crotch, her breath hot and heavy. She’s enjoying it just as much as you are. She looks up at you, a pleading look in her eyes. It’s cute, to think she was waiting for your permission. You nod and she reaches her head up to bite the band of your panties and pulls them off; they stick slightly to your cunt before coming off completely and she tosses them onto the pile with the rest of your clothes.
She dives back in immediately, her warm tongue wetting your moist pussy. You moan as flesh on flesh contact is finally made and grab her mane as the resulting tingles force your lower half to twitch. Her tongue presses hard against your folds, parting them lightly; letting her tongue touch inside at the same time you clit emerges. Rainbow grabs it with her lips and suckles sweetly while flipping it gently with the tip of her tongue. Your pelvis feels on fire at the feeling. It spreads warmth through your entire body and sends steady shivers up your spine.
You take your free hand and massage a breast with it. Soft, satisfying pleasure comes from it, a titillating contrast to the fiery pleasure emanating from your crotch. You grip it hard, and massage more roughly, as Dashie picks up her pace on your clit. She has her tongue wrapped around it and sucks hard. The fiery pleasure turns electric as jolts course through your body. You turn and wriggle on the bed in ecstasy, clamp your knees on head, and ride in the throes of euphoria. You take your hand on your breast and move it to the nipple, twisting it between two fingers, further amplifying the electric sensation in your body.
“Rainbooooow,” you cry out. Your pelvic muscles spasm as a shocking orgasm explodes within. Squirts of cum shoot out and cover Dash’s chin and upper neck. She never once stops during your orgasmic heaving as you thrash on the sheets and squeeze her head hard between your thighs. It keeps the orgasm going for a while until finally she slows, and the waves of electric pleasure recede from you.
“You’re so good at that Dashie,” you whisper, petting her mane. She nuzzles against your groin lovingly, blushing lightly.
“Thanks,” she says. “I enjoy it just as much as you do.”
You sit up and notice a pool of her juices at the base of her hooves. No doubt she probably does, but you now that’s not the same. You need more yourself. Just the outside isn’t enough, there’s a longing within that needs to be filled.
“Do you want a turn?” you ask. The blue pegasus rolls her eyes at you.
“Duh!”
You giggle. “Then c’mon up.”
Dash happily does so, flapping her wings and hovering over the bed. You scoot back on to the bed fully and lay down the middle. She lands above you, opposite. Her tail falls down on your face, soft and fragrant. You move it aside to revel her pussy, dripping wet with pony juices as she kneels; your bodies touch with each inhale. She brings a hoof to your cunt and strokes the outside, the fiery feeling returning quickly.
You take your free hand and place it on her crouch, rubbing the outside. Sweet juices flow forth and coat your hand. You raise your head and lick along the edges. She moans, hot breaths heating your nether lips. Her juices taste sweet. She has a strong, musky scent that heightens your arousal, further spreading warmth again through your body. You maneuver her tail, and with her help, get it out of the way. With both hands free you set to work.
Spreading her lips, you gaze at the bright, pink folds of the mare’s tight pussy. You lick it gingerly, at the same time she sticks her tongue into yours; both of you shiver at the simultaneous sensation. You inch your tongue in further, feeling the ridges of her walls grip it, as yours grip hers. You tongue fuck each other, roiling in the sensation of velvet on silk and silk on velvet.
Your pleasure shifts from your pelvis and moves to your cunt as Dash’s smooth tongue slides in and out with a growing fervor. Not to be outdone, you match her growing pace. The walls of her pussy glide easily across your tongue, until both of you reach your full depth. Her tongue is larger and you can imagine the smug look on her face as she realizes. But you have something she doesn’t have. Hands.
You pull your tongue out and wet your fingers before sticking them all the way in. She grunts.
“Hey no fair!” she says.
“Shut up and keep licking,” you reply.
The pony mumbles something and goes back to thrusting her tongue deep into your folds. As her walls caress your fingers you take your other hand from her clit, and place it on her hood. You deeply massage the area, titillating the nub through the skin as you bring up your tongue, fold it around her clit, and suck hard.
The cyan pony leaps forward at the triple pleasure, almost pulling too far away.
“Oh fuck…” she moans. She’s stopped working on your pussy, is unable to, as the combination of your work bring her to a blissful stupor. Her tongue lies idly on your thigh as she breathes hot, heavy, panting breaths. You quicken your pace and bob your head over her clit. Your fingers become a visual blur and your hand massaging her hood rubs furiously.
“Fuuuuuck,” she cries. Her pussy clamps tight on your fingers and spurts of pussy juice shoot out and hit your forehead then run down your face. The warm liquid feels great, but you want to taste it. You take your fingers out and place your mouth over her cunt; she squirts several shots cum into your mouth. The taste is sweet and fulfilling; you drink it hungrily.
The throes of her orgasm fade and she recovers. She turns her head to look at you and smiles mischievously.
“You game for more?” she asks, getting up and laying before you.
“Duh!” you reply as she had earlier. You reach under your bed and pull out a box with various toys inside. You grab one of double headed ones, the thickest one, and place it between both of you.
She stares at it with wide eyes. “Will this do?” you ask. She nods feebly.
Not wanting to let your interrupted pleasure fade anymore, you waste no time in pressing the thick toy against your folds and pop it in. She scoots closer to you and both of you cross legs. You press the dildo against her cunt and shove it in. She twitches a little.
You both start to move, sharing the dildo, which is quickly coated with cum that is steadily leaking from both of you. The void feeling in your pussy satisfied by the toy, a new desire wells within. You start to fuck harder, watching as Rainbow is pleasured by your movements just like you. She looks into your eyes and recognizes the carnal desire behind them.
You want to cum.
She is more than happy to oblige and picks up her pace, bucking the dildo between you. Her strong animal legs give her just the amount of force your body begs for. The dildo slips in fast and deep with each fuck, each time bringing you just one step closer to release. Eyes still locked on to the pony you grab a breast and tweak its nipple, imagining the pony’s tongue caressing it, imagining her lips sucking it. It drives you wild and sends short shocking pleasure into your body. Rainbow has taken over the majority of the work; she’s simply that much stronger than you, but she does more than enough work for the both of you.
Her pace reaches its peak, the dildo nearing your womb, when finally you orgasm at a height higher than any before. Your walls squeeze tight on the artificial cock in attempts to milk it for cum. Ecstasy crashes through your body and you convulse on the dildo; streams of cum gush forth from your pussy and land on Rainbow Dash as cum from her lands on you. Dashie throws her head back in orgasm as, well; yet another torrent of euphoria coursing through her body.
You both collapse in a tangled heap. Dildo still inches deep inside. Sleep comes quick, replacing your exhaustion.
