Powerjizz, or how Spike stopped being frustrated and learned to love two Mares

It was early morning in Ponyville, and Twilight had risen for another day of magical study. But first, breakfast.

The aroma of daisy pancakes awoke Spike, who was still rubbing his eyes as he descended the stairs. "Morning Twi. We having pancakes?" His housemate nodded yes, and the two ate in comfortable silence. Once the meal was over, Spike left the table, only to be stopped by an impatient hoof tap. Spike sighed.

"Twilight, do we really have to do this now?" Spike asked. "I mean, it was sorta relieving at first, but now things are just kinda... Unfulfilling." He explained awkwardly.

"Spike, this isn't for pleasure, it's for research." Twilight explained. "Look, I know this can be tiring, but I'm giving you less chores every other day for about ten minutes of work on those days. Plus, the magic boost is letting me accomplish three times the work."

"Alright, let's do this." He stated while climbing onto the table and standing before Twilight. Beginning immediately, the lavender unicorn gave Spike's nether regions a long, slow lick. The purple dragon shivered with pleasure as his member extended into the warm library air.

Twilight set to work immediately, teasing and tickling her assistant's cock with her tongue after taking it into her mouth. Spike could feel the familiar pressure building up in his loins, yet a certain spark seemed to be missing. Resolving to get this done, the purple dragon closed his eyes, thought about Rarity, and finally reached climax, the warm sensation of semen pumping into Twilight's waiting throat sending shudders down his spine.

Twilight Sparkle grinned with a radiant smile as the magic flowed through her. "Another job well done Spike! I need to use this boost to experiment with some new spells, so you can have the morning off." The student stated to her assistant. Unbeknownst to them, someone was watching them.

"Oh my... Well, this is certainly not what I had expected." Muttered Rarity as she pulled away from the window.

The fashionista had taken notice of her studious friend's increase in magical power over the last week, and due to several pressing orders a magical surge would go a long way towards solving, had come over this fine morning to ask just what was her secret was. Now it seems she had bit off a little more then she could chew.

"Still, I suppose this is an opportunity, and I know Spikey-Wikey has lusted after me for such a loooong time. I really should stop teasing the poor boy." Rarity mused. "And Twilight here has no appreciation for the "physical" arts. Such a talented dragon deserves a little... Fabulosity!"

The next day, Spike was walking down the road with a cheery look on his face. Sweetie Bell had stopped by earlier, on her way to a CMC sleepover, stating that Rarity needed him to drop by. The purple dragon hadn't needed to "assist" his housemate this morning, and as such was bursting with energy to help out his unicorn crush.

After a short walk, Spike arrived at the Boutique. Knocking politely, the eager dragon leaned his head in after the door swung open under the power of it's owner's magic. "You in here Rarity? It sure is dark..." Spike called out as he inched into the darkened place of business.

"Oh, don't mind the dark, Spikey-Wikey. I just don't want any customers to interrupt what I need you to do." Came the most beautiful sound in the world to Spike, Rarity's smooth, enticing, almost sultry voice. The purple and green dragon practically floated across the darkened room to a side room, out of which the gentle voice and faint candle light wafted. Once walls no longer obstructed his vision, Spike's eyes went wide.

There, upon a plush red couch, lay Rarity, illuminated by soft candle light. The stunning Unicorn was clad in a hot red, silky smooth cocktail dress and fuzzy, knee high black socks that somehow made her more alluring then her usual tendency to (like most ponies) walk around naked. "Ah, there you are Spike. I've needed you to... Come by for awhile now." She gestured to a nearby, soft, cushion studded chair. "Please, sit down."

Spike did as he was told, plopping down on the chair, desperately struggling to keep his mouth off the floor and his boner behind his scales. "So, Rarity, what, uh, exactly do you..."

The white unicorn abruptly silenced Spike with a gentle hoof to his lips. After a moment, the hoof trailed down, and began rubbing Spike's chest. "I need you to do something only you can do, you handsome little dragon." She spoke with closing her eyes halfway. "You've been such a dutiful helper to me and Twilight, yet you recivie so little... satisfaction. And I've been teasing you rather unfairly for so long, wearing my titillating designs when you so obviously fancied me. And ever since your... "growth spurt" I've been thinking you deserve a little..." Her hoof got much, MUCH, lower. "Reward."

Spike's eyes were as wide as saucers and his face crimson red. It was like all of his erotic daydreams, only a thousand times better and, oh yeah, it was really occurring! "Rarity, before we... um, start, there's something you should know..."

"Are you referring to Twilight and her scientific usage of your seed?" She asked. Spike could only nod yes, surprised that she knew. "The discovery that you are "of age" was what actually prompted this little get together, seeing as we both want it." By now, Rarity's quick, warm rubbing had brought Spike's sword out of his sheath. "So, are you ready to start?"

"I've been ready since the moment I laid eyes on you." Spike related breathlessly. A twang of warmth shot through Rarity's heart, touched by the romantic comment. The thought that she might be exploiting the dragon suddenly hit the unicorn, but was dispelled when she saw Spike's expression. If anything, HE wanted to do this more then her.

The morality of her course of action assured, Rarity planted a kiss on Spike's warm lips as her hooves began rubbing his rock hard, gently warm member, the soft cotton of her socks sending tingles up the dragon's spine.

His mind reeling at the realization Rarity was finally kissing him was broken by the realization that he wasn't kissing her back. After forming his lips into a pucker, Spike gently ran his tounge across Rarity's lips, requesting entrance. The unicorn obliged, and the two ran their tounges against each other, Spike's long, dexterous organ gently massaging Rarity's.

Down low, the socks had come off as the tempo increased, as the dragon's body was wracked by inner electricity jolting out of his gently gripped cock, going up his spine, and finally striking his brain. Unlike his sessions with Twilight, which simply left him with a warm feeling inside, Rarity's artful ministrations had ignited a raging inferno of passion inside Spike. Acting on impulse, the dragon, lepta forward, wrapping Rarity in a fiery embrace. The forward movement of weight unfortunately sent them both to the floor.

"Oh, geez. Sorry Rarity." Spike apologized as he tried to stand up straight, not easy with a raging hard on.

Rarity seemed somewhat flustered by the display. "It's quite alright Spike. This is admitably my first time... copulating with someone carrying a degree of passion in a long time." Rarity mused, thinking back to the sexual favors she had needed to perform to make her business thrive, including the unspeakably strange performance demanded by Photo Finish as compensation for her lost model. Still, throughout it all, she had yet to surrender her virginity, something she had intended to give to "her prince." "I believe it would be better to move to the couch though."

Spike nodded in agreement, and followed the object of his lust as she sat herself amongst the cushions. He quickly hopped up behind her, brushing her lavender tail aside and gazing upon the object of his dreams: Rarity's tight, wet, hot and indescribably beautiful pussy. His hand moved South to adjust his...

"Spikey? Just what are you doing?" Rarity suddenly asked.

Spike's blush magnified 1000 fold. "Um... Mounting you?" He asked sheepishly.

"While I can appreciate your... Eager nature, first copulation is not the instance where on jumps to the... direct route." She explained to Spike, causing the dragon's expression to falter.

"Oh, I... I'm sorry Rarity." He stated with sadness in his voice. "I suppose I'm just not good at this..."

The amount of self-disappointment in Spike's voice proved distressing to Rarity. In a warm tone, she replied back "It's okay my little dragon. Not only is this your first "real" time, but I imagine living with Twilight has left you rather unwise in this field." She used her magic to bring them face to face. "Just let me handle it."

With those words, Rarity took Spike's member into her mouth, running her warm, full lips over the shaft, and gently massaging the tip with her soft tongue. Spike was literally wiggling in his seat from the hot jolts of pleasure shooting into also his endings.

The unicorn was also enjoying herself, as the gentle heat radiating for the dick she was sucking seemed to relax her mouth muscles, uncleanching jaws and loosening up her tongue. Suddenly, Rarity felt a marvelous feeling going down her back and a warm sensation on her horn. Spike was rubbing her back and licking her horn, and she'd be lying if it didn't feel good!

"Uh... Spike. You don't... don't have to do anything." Rarity stated between gasps, briefly releasing the penis to talk. His nimble fingers were rubbing her back in ways the spa hooves never could, and each lick of her horn sent a pure pleasure bolt into her brain.

"I know Rarity. But I can't feel good unless you feel good." The purple dragon stated simply. Touched by such a romantic sentiment, Rarity continued to pleasure and be pleasured by Spike. Euphoria rushed through their minds as pleasurable heat built in their crotches. Finally, after ten minutes (though it seemed like forever to them) Spike was about to climax. "Rarity, I'm gonna..." He began before a wave of pure, raging hot pleasure washed over him as he spilled his load into the pleasing mouth. Every sense was consumed by his love, her appearance, her feel, the taste of her tongue, the sounds she made and the scent she carried.

Rarity managed to swallow the pleasingly warm seed with minimal effort, and released Spike upon feeling his delicate organ withdraw. She could already feel the magic flowing, and tested her new abilities by conjuring a blanket from upstairs to cover a clearly exhausted Spike. "Rarity, wait. You haven't cum yet." Spike stated with lidded eyes as he slid his long tongue into his partner's still unrelieved sex.

Rarity's eyes misted over in delirium as the feeling of her nether regions being prodded by that warm, sticky, agile muscle traveled through her as Spike enjoyed her sweet, sweet neacter. Finally, after a minute of licking around the hole, an already aroused Rarity finally came, feeling unbridled pleasure from the tip of her hooves to the end of her horn, a gift from the pleasent gentle dragon with a romantic soul.

This last act of pleasure proved to be too much for Spike, as he was now snoozing on the couch. Rarity levitated the blanket onto him. "Rest well, my prince." She uttered softly while kissing him on the forehead.