Braeburn Tastes the Rainbow
Braeburn Tastes the Rainbow (Dash)
Rainbow Dash buried her face into her fourth apple pie of the evening. They tasted different than the ones Applejack baked, but no less delicious. She had opted to remain at the feast while her friends retired to the inn for the night. She scarfed the sumptuous pastry, hardly pausing to chew each bite before taking the next, until only a few crumbs remained scattered about the pie plate. She withdrew her head, licked the debris from her muzzle, and rubbed her belly.
Leaning back and sighing, she lazily peered around. The majority of the Appleloosans still sat around the great bonfire that lit the field, although the nigh-endless supply of apple pies had nearly been depleted. Her wings slowly unfurled of their own accord. Her eyes darted around the gathering. Many mares and stallions had broken off into pairs.
Some fed each other small bites of what pie remained, others nuzzled, and some kissed and cuddled. One particularly engaged couple left the camp, with tails intertwined and snouts rubbing. Rainbow bit her lip, and her wings reached full mast. Taking a deep breath, she rose to her hooves.
I didn't know this is how the Appleloosans would celebrate making peace with the buffalo! Oh well. When in Canterlot... she thought, weaving through couples. This is gonna be different from Ponyville! Nopony here knows me, and I'm not gonna get the same reputation! Her sharp eyes honed in on a lone light-gold stallion in a cowpony hat and vest. Wait, isn't that –
A yellow Appleloosan mare sprung up in front of her. She wore a cowpony hat atop her pigtailed green mane. “Well, how do ya do, sugar? C'mon, gal, ya look lonely!” she said, throwing a foreleg around Rainbow's shoulder.
Her ears drooped, and her hooves shifted. “Well, I –”
The mare giggled and rubbed her neck against Rainbow's. “Relax, my little salt lick – ain't no need to be shy! You see what everypony else is doing, don't cha?”
Magenta patches blossomed on Rainbow's cheeks.
“Hey, just because you ain't from around here doesn't mean ya get none of the good 'ol Appleloosan hospitality!” The mare ruffled Rainbow's mane. “I see that them wings are pointin' every which way.” She winked.
Rainbow tried in vain to free herself from the mare's unyielding grip. “Look, that's awfully kind of you, but –”
“Look, I can spot a mare in need, and when I saw you staggerin' around, I thought to myself, 'That's sure somepony in need of somethin' sweet,' and wouldn't cha know, my name's Peachy Sweet!” said Peachy, forcibly turning Rainbow's head to face her and giving her a playful lick on the snout.
A strained squeak escaped Rainbow's throat as she craned her neck, trying to find the stallion on the other side of the bonfire, but Peachy steered her to the left.
“Say, that was a cute sound ya made just now,” said Peachy in a sultry purr. “Ya sold me; I'm all yours tonight! I think somepony as special as you needs somethin' more than just little 'ol me. Somethin' to chew on...” She motioned with her free forehoof. “Hey, Toffee! I got us a special friend for tonight!”
Rainbow gulped. Oh, sweet Celestia...
A caramel-coloured earth pony with a brown mane trotted toward them. Her muzzle bore the same hungry look that was present in her blue eyes. “Oh. Oh. Ooooh! This one looks yummy, Peachy! Where'd ya find her?”
Peachy wrapped her other foreleg around Toffee and gave her a long, sloppy kiss that made Rainbow shudder. “Oh, I've gone and gotten so far ahead of myself that I've done and skipped over good and proper introductions!” She turned to Rainbow. “This is my marefriend, Toffee. What's your name, gorgeous?”
“R-Rainbow Dash.”
Toffee's hooves shuffled. She stared at Rainbow and licked her lips. “Would ya get a load of that squeak?”
Peachy closed her eyes and nuzzled Rainbow. “I know, I know! I can't wait to hear what sounds she'll make when she meets Big Billy!”
“Big... Big Billy?” said Rainbow, her voice barely audible over Peachy and Toffee's uncontrollable giggling.
Toffee measured out a space roughly two feet wide in the air with her forehooves. “Let's just say he's our –”
“– very special friend,” said Peachy. “For special nights like tonight! Don't worry, I'm sure a mare like you can handle him just fine...”
Toffee licked a forehoof before playfully sticking it in Rainbow's mouth. “With enough greasin' up!”
Rainbow finally wiggled free and spat the forehoof out. “Look, gals, it's really nice of you and all, and I'm sure you'll have a lot of fun, but I really just want –”
Peachy pouted. “Yes?”
Rainbow managed to take a good look at the place where Braeburn had sat. He was still there, but now three stallions surrounded him. Why? Why? This is so unfair! Her ears drooped. “Nothing...”
“Why so glum?” said Toffee, placing a forehoof under Rainbow's muzzle. “Look, I know what yer thinkin'. Even if you walk funny for a few days after we put Big Billy through his paces, you've got wings! No problem!”
Rainbow reared up and snorted. No, it won't end like this! I'm the fastest flier in Equestria, and I'm not gonna stand for this! She looked at Peachy and Toffee's horrified expressions. “Sorry, but I just like stallions!”
Toffee collapsed like she had just been sat on by Chief Thunderhooves.
Peachy shook herself. “I beg yer pardon?”
“I like stallions!” said Rainbow, pawing at the ground. “Look, I can't let this reputation start all over again. I'm sure you two are a lot of fun, but it won't involve me tonight.”
Toffee picked herself back up and stared at her, unblinking. “But we thought –”
Rainbow swiped the ground with a forehoof, kicking up a cloud of dust. “Well, you thought wrong!”
She took off, zooming past the chagrined mares, knocking Peachy's hat to the ground. Why would they think I'm a fillyfooler? It's not like they know anypony from Ponyville... Well, that's it! Rainbow, tonight, you're finding a stallion, and not just any stallion, but a stallion awesome, cool, who can keep up with your outstanding physical endurance – She rubbed her forehooves together – and just maybe something really big down there...
Ascending a few feet, Rainbow circled the camp. Her heart sank when she saw the stallions she had spotted earlier guiding Braeburn toward Appleloosa. After a few more passes, she almost abandoned her quest, but she then spotted a lone stallion on the edge of camp. Ooh, a chestnut coat! I could go for some chestnut...
Rainbow landed beside the orange-maned stallion and puffed out her chest. “So, I couldn't help but notice you're all alone, and almost everypony's already paired up for the night...”
He snorted and looked at her through narrowed eyes. “Gee, thanks fer noticin', lady.”
“I'd have thought a lonely stallion like yourself would be more grateful for such an invitation from somepony as awesome as me,” said Rainbow, flaring her wings and swishing her tail.
The stallion's muzzle quivered. “An invitation to what? Kick an Appleloosan while he's down?”
A sigh punctuated Rainbow's facehoof. “Uh, hello? I'm not mocking you, featherbrain, I'm asking you if you wanna pair up for the night!”
“Pair up? Pair up?” The stallion staggered backward, guffawing. “That's a joke, right? I mean... look at you!” He waved a forehoof dismissively. “Who'd believe a load of hooey like that?”
Rainbow raised a forehoof as she blinked back tears. “You – you – you think I'm a – I'm a –” She swung at him, but aimed just high enough so his mane swished from the breeze created by her blow. “Oh, forget it!”
Rainbow covered her eyes with a foreleg and sped away from the camp. Nopony will ever understand me! Where she flew, she did not know, as long as it was far away from the bonfire. Tears fell in her wake as she sped across the land. Finally, she rubbed her eyes, spotted a barn on Appleloosa's outskirts, and landed on the roof.
She curled up into a ball, shivering from the cool night breeze. This is so unfair! All because of this awesome mane of mine... Her thoughts branded her as she sobbed into her forehooves. Tonight's incidents would merely add to the reel of memories that mercilessly looped in her mind's eye every time she sought stallion companionship.
The passage of time was lost on Rainbow. She bawled until she had exhausted her ability to weep. Her ears pricked in the midst of gasping for air. That sounds like... She held her breath. What's going on? Sobbing similar to her own came from below, presumably from the barn's hayloft. That sounds like a stallion! I wonder what's wrong with him? Everypony except me is busy having the time of their lives right now...
Overwhelmed by pity and curiosity, Rainbow stood up, spread her wings, and glided through the loft's window. At first, it appeared deserted, with a few lanterns illuminating the bare wooden walls and mounds of hay. The sobbing grew louder after she took a few cautious steps forward, her progress muffled by the straw matting the floor. She gasped when she rounded a pyramid of haystacks.
“Braeburn?”
“L-leave me alone!” Braeburn's words came muffled, his face buried in his hat.
Rainbow began approaching him without meaning to. “Hey, what's wrong? What happened with those –”
Braeburn tossed the hat at her, missing by a couple of feet, before looking up at her with red, puffy eyes. “Oh, so you're in on it too, huh?”
Rainbow scratched her head. “In on what?”
Braeburn sat up on his haunches and made exaggerated gestures with his forehooves. “'Braeburn's a coltcuddler!' 'You sure love them stallions, don't cha, Braeburn?' 'Hey, Braeburn, ya look lonely! Wanna horse around with a stallion tonight?'” With a strangled grunt, he turned around and punched a bale of hay hard enough to knock it off the stack.
Rainbow's eyes became glistening pools. “Whoa, I had no idea...”
“Y-ya didn't?”
She grabbed his shoulders and shook him. “Uh, of course not. I only first got here yesterday, remember?”
Braeburn forced a chuckle. “Oh... oh yeah...” He stood on his hind legs and propped himself against the wall.
Rainbow wrapped her forelegs around his neck and leaned against him. “So everypony thinks you're –” Braeburn nodded. “But you're really –” Another nod. “That reminds me of somepony I know...”
Braeburn rested his forehooves on her shoulders. “Really?”
“Yeah... it's this mane. This awesome, stupid mane,” said Rainbow.
“It ain't stupid,” said Braeburn, running a forehoof through it. “I think it looks mighty fine.”
“Y-you do? Uh, I mean – of course you do!” said Rainbow, biting her lower lip and staring into his light green eyes. “Too bad nopony else thinks so...”
Braeburn lifted her muzzle with a forehoof. “Now don't cha be tellin' yourself that. I'm sure there's a whole herd of stallions who'd trample 'emselves to death over a mare as good lookin' as you.”
“But everypony thinks that I only like fillies, because of my mane... and maybe my voice...” Rainbow pouted.
Braeburn wrapped his forehooves around her body and held her close. “Well, they ain't very smart.” His breath tickled Rainbow's snout, bringing a soft smile to her muzzle. “Yer prettier than all the mares in AAAPPLELOOSA, and if all them stallions don't wanna see past it, then you don't need 'em.”
Without pausing to think, she tilted her head upward, her lips pressing against his. She made a noise that was half-squeak, half-moan and leaned into their kiss, closing her eyes and losing herself in the moment. Oh my gosh, this is so incredibly awesome! she thought as her wings started to flare. A second moan preceded her tongue advancing as far into his mouth as it could go.
Wasting no time, Braeburn kissed back, moving his tongue with as much vigour as Rainbow's, and began caressing every part of her body that he could find. He gave a muffled whinny as his forehooves started with her mane, proceeded down her torso, felt the feathers in her unfurling wings, and finally stopped on her firm, supple, athletic flanks.
I can't believe it. It's finally happened. I think I've finally found just the right special somepony just for me! She grinned devilishly. Ooh, I think he's got a special something just for me, too! Her marehood quivered in anticipation as something warm, hard, and fleshy pressed against it. She rocked her hips back and forth and lashed her tongue around in his mouth when the growing meat pole snuck clear of her tail.
Rainbow's eyes shot open when her hind hooves left the ground. She moved them around, but only found open air. H-he's lifting me with his dick? The myriad of sensitive nerve endings in her nethers sent tiny tingles of pleasure to her brain. I can feel the veins in that thing pulsing! Is this what I've been missing all this time?
Braeburn broke the kiss, shattering her reverie, and shook his head. “Rainbow, I'm sorry... I can't do this.”
Rainbow felt as if she had just swallowed a bucket of ice cubes. “W-what? You're kidding, right? Please tell me you're kidding!”
Braeburn whimpered as he gave her hindquarters an affectionate grope. “Really, I... I just can't!”
“And why not?” Rainbow's cheeks burned as her pussy lips clamped down on his stiffening member. He's still growing!
“I never did tell you how this whole rumour about my... ah... 'preferences' got started, did I?” said Braeburn glumly.
Rainbow shook her head, and her filly fluid dripped on his stallionhood like Celestia's drool on a piece of cake.
“Well, it all started a couple 'o years back, way before we built AAAPPLELOOSA.” He grinned sheepishly when Rainbow winced at the abrupt increase in volume. “Uh, anyway, I'd been interested in this mare – Apple Cobbler was her name – and one night, I finally got lucky, or so I thought. See, I'd never gotten so much as a kiss with a filly before, and here she was, willin' to go all the way.”
He stared longingly into Rainbow's magenta eyes and sighed wistfully. “Now, I reckon she'd been with a few stallions before, but none quite like me.” He frowned at Rainbow's bewildered expression. “See, just before we were about to go at it, she took a good look at my cock and screamed; said it was too big.”
Rainbow arched an eyebrow. “And that's bad... why?”
“No, no, no, ya don't understand. This here dick of mine – it's a curse, I tells ya, a curse! Apparently it's way, way bigger than anypony's in AAAPPLELOOSA, so much so that she'd gone and galloped off. After that little disaster, she started telling everypony that she'd tried to horse around with me, but that I refused her, and told her that I only like stallions, just to save her embarrassment from bein' too scared to ride me! I tried to convince 'em otherwise, but nopony believed me! I've been alone and made fun of ever since...”
Rainbow kissed him on the snout. “That's tragic, Braeburn! You should be the luckiest stallion in town, not the unluckiest! It sounds to me like you were born awesome, just like me! I know somepony like Rarity would kill to know somepony like you.” Her expression hardened. “You know what? Apple Cobbler was a quitter! Someday, I'm gonna become a Wonderbolt, and the one thing future Wonderbolts are not is quitters!”
Crimson circles burned Braeburn's cheeks. “Look, Rainbow, that's all kind and dandy of you to say, but –”
“No, no buts!” Rainbow reached back and patted his hardening member with a forehoof; it had now begun making its way up her lower back. “Both of us have suffered enough. I'm ending it here, and I don't care if it tears me in half!”
Rainbow squelched Braeburn's response with a hoof to his muzzle before she dismounted. A string of drool hung unchecked as she beheld the behemoth towering over her. An ominous black pillar with small white splotches, it was at least as thick as her forehoof, and judging from the lack of visible veins, it had not reached its full potential. That thing's gotta be at least sixteen inches... and he's still growing! How big is this thing gonna get?
Braeburn's stallionhood progressed further up his chest. “Uh... Rainbow? Are you alright?”
“Yeah, of course I am! I just didn't think you'd be this huge...”
“Not everypony exaggerates when it comes to these things.” A large growth spurt underscored his statement.
Rainbow placed her forehooves on top of his pride, stroking all the way down to the base. “Wow... you're already bigger than Big Macintosh! I guess more than just a love of apples runs in your family, huh?”
Braeburn only grunted as his cock grew another few inches. He ran his forehooves along it as the flesh became turgid. Both ponies jerked it, coaxing the last few centimetres from it. A pearl of precum had formed on the tip. Rainbow pressed her body against it, sandwiching the prolific pillar of pony passion between them. She did not have to bend too far to slurp up the opaque salty liquid.
“Don't you feel light-headed?” She glanced at the flaring head of his pony pussy pulverizer. “I mean, it must take a ton of blood to fill that thing.”
Braeburn chuckled. “Hey, I don't ask how it works. I'm fine, don't worry.”
Her pussy quivered and dripped, spurred by the titanic stallion shaft pulsing against her body. The hot organ was significantly thicker than her foreleg and dwarfed any other she had seen. A wave of musk flooded her nostrils as another bead of pre replaced its predecessor. Rainbow brushed the flared head against each cheek, smearing the fluid on her like buffalo putting on war paint.
Okay, here goes nothing! Rainbow opened wide and plunged as far down as she could, which was only about three inches. Her choking and gagging overpowered Braeburn's delighted moan as his gargantuan meat pole invaded her mouth. Forcing herself not to spit it out, Rainbow unhinged her jaw and took another few inches until the head pressed against the back of her mouth.
Braeburn placed a forehoof on her head and stroked her mane. “Ooh, this feels so much better than when I do it!”
Rainbow stared down the length of the shaft dominating her view. The base seemed impossibly far away. Of course he can do this himself... look at the size of this thing! She gulped down the steady stream of pre issuing from his cock. Placing one forehoof atop his shaft and the other in her hungry snatch, she worked them both and slurped as hard as she could. She had barely begun to maresturbate before her rainbow juice covered her hoof. Wow, I've never been this excited before!
After about a minute of loud, wet sucking, the head popped into her throat. Braeburn moaned and pressed his forehoof down on her head. Rainbow's wings flapped of their own accord as her too-tight throat stretched to its breaking point to accommodate the mammoth monstrosity boring toward her stomach. She made slow but steady progress until about a foot of engorged meat pulsed inside her wanting mouth and throat. It's only just over half of him, but it'll have to do.
Blinking back tears of pain and pleasure, she stared down at his balls far below, finally noticing them properly. They looked considerably larger than when she had glanced at them a few minutes ago. Adrenaline rushed through her chest. When this stallion pops, it's gonna be huge! I wonder what he tastes like... She began bobbing her head a few inches. Only one way to find out! Okay, Rainbow, this looks like a two-hoof job!
Reluctantly, Rainbow removed her soaked forehoof from her foal garden and felt it tingle in protest. She began stroking and bobbing faster, her lungs burning from a lack of oxygen. Come on... come on... Braeburn's moans and grunts grew louder in time with her quickening pace. Rainbow grinned. Yeah, perfect. Just a few more minutes of this, and –
“NNNNNNNNNNNNNG!”
Braeburn pushed her head with both forehooves, forcing it another few inches down. His stallionhood swelled. Rainbow felt the first enormous shot travel up the urethra before it billowed from the head, blasting into her belly with surprising force. The first shot lasted several seconds. Oh no, I'm gonna drown!
Rainbow desperately batted his forehooves aside and pulled up as quickly as she could. She freed herself of all but the last few inches before the second salvo came. It splattered against the back of her throat, and a good portion of it shot out her nose. She swallowed, feeling completely full of his seed. It was delicious.
Spluttering, Rainbow removed Braeburn's cock head from her mouth with a loud pop! Her mouth hung open as she gasped for air. This turned out to be a mistake, because another voluminous salvo of horse semen surged forth. She swallowed what she could, but spat most of it out, coating her chest in the stuff.
Braeburn's hips bucked and he jerked his erupting pride as shot after shot fired at his partner. Rainbow helped him with his spasming member by pleasuring the top half with her forehooves. I'm in love! she thought as more seed hit her in the face. Finally, after over a minute, Braeburn's climax subsided.
Rainbow opened her eyes and surveyed the damage. She looked like she had a large can of white paint dumped on top of her. Pony splooge dripped from her body into a puddle around her hind hooves. A generous amount of his semen had plastered the bales of hay behind her. She rubbed her neck, her throat still sore. It took her several deep breaths before she could speak again.
“Being a future Wonderbolt, I can appreciate a need for speed, but I think –”
Braeburn flicked his phallus, sending a dollop of leftover cum squelching on Rainbow's snout. “It ain't like I get a lot of practice or anythin',” he said. “I'm kinda sensitive, and yer throat felt so good, ya know?”
“Hee, hee, yeah, I guess I am that good, aren't I?” She patted his cock head. “Looks like the big fella's not done yet...”
Braeburn grabbed a small bundle of hay with his teeth, wiped most of his sticky fluid from her face, and spat out the makeshift cum rag. “Of course he ain't! Lately, I've been too caught up with these here buffalo to take care 'o business, so I gotta bit of backlog to take care of. Plus, if there's anything somepony from AAAPPLELOOSA can do, it's rise to the occasion!”
Rainbow ran a foreleg through her mane. When she looked at it, it looked like it had been dunked in a jar of white paste. “Can you stop doing that?”
“What?”
“What do you mean, 'what'? Don't you –” Rainbow's marehood sent a shudder through her, a strong reminder that she had yet to orgasm. “Never mind. You've got more wood than Bloomberg, and I say it's time we put it through its paces!”
A smile wide enough to threaten to devour Braeburn's face appeared on his muzzle. “Ya really mean it? After all –”
Rainbow stuck out her tongue and ran it along his length from bottom to top. She rested her muzzle on his cock head and looked up at him. “Of course! We're both totally awesome! You've got... well –” she affectionately stroked his member “– that, and I'm the best young flier in Equestria, the only pony to have ever done the Sonic Rainboom! We go together like Twilight and books.”
Braeburn wiped a tear from his eye. “I – I dunno what to say.”
Rainbow kissed him and then wrapped a wing around his shaft. “Then it's a good thing you don't have to say stuff to do what we're gonna do.” She began stroking him, eliciting a whinny.
“Oh! Ooh, that feels amazing!” He thrust his hips in time with her wing's movements, and a stream of pre trickled down his tool.
“That's right, you've never been with a pegasus before, have ya?” Rainbow winked and massaged his balls as she increased her pace.
Braeburn shook his head. “Them feathers are so soft! I could –”
“Hey, don't blow your stack just yet. You haven't even put it in!” Rainbow removed her wing from his turgid mare impaler. She shook her wing. Many of its feathers were stuck together. “Eww, nopony told me giving a wingjob would be so messy.” She turned around and lifted her tail. “At least you make your own lube.”
He gave her flank a light smack before sticking a forehoof into her winking nethers. “Brace yerself. I've never done this before, but I'll try to be gentle.”
“Oh, right, good call,” said Rainbow, clamping down on his forehoof, rocking back and forth against it, and grabbing a bale of hay. “You're pretty huge, but I think I'm doing alright.”
“Um, Rainbow?” Braeburn removed his hoof and licked her fluid from it. “That was my hoof; I haven't stuck it in.”
Rainbow scrabbled her hind hooves against the floor and flapped her wings. “What are you waiting for? The train back to Ponyville leaves tomorrow morning! I'd like to get this done sometime before then.”
Using her flank as support, he aligned his maleness with her love tunnel. Her trembling pussy lips gave his massive cock head a kiss before he pushed forward. It was like watching a fully grown dragon trying to squeeze into a pony dwelling. Braeburn whimpered. “Oh no...”
“Just push a little harder!” She grinded with all her might, but neither his too-large cock head nor her too-small maregina would relent.
Braeburn grunted and rammed her, creating a wet slapping sound each time. Rainbow bit down on a thick mouthful of hay and bucked against him. At long last, the two opposing forces achieved their goal; the first three inches of Braeburn's monstrosity were buried within her.
The hay in Rainbow's mouth muffled her scream of pleasure and pain as she came harder than she thought possible. Pure ecstasy overwhelmed the agony of the savage penetration she experienced and whisked her off her hooves as her mind left reality. Her every muscle tensed up and her eyes rolled madly in their sockets. Now this is the best day ever!
Rainbow had no idea how long it had been before she came down. She spat out the hay. “Wow. Wow! This feels way better than I thought it would!” She slowly bobbed her flank on his rod, her pussy holding it in a vise grip. “Come on, start moving!”
“Ngh, sorry, but you're so darn tight,” said Braeburn, resting his forehooves on her rump. “It took everythin' I had not to cum right then and there.”
“Hey, I'm not that tight, you're just so huge.” Her pussy's nerves sending constant, powerful pleasure signals to her brain made her stress random syllables. “You should get that thing checked out, it's gotta be close to some sorta record.”
Holding her body in place with his forehooves, he eased inch after inch inside her. “Ha ha, real funny!” With the initial invasion accomplished, his ludicrously large member made steady progress, drilling deeper and deeper. “Over halfway, about as much as your throat took.”
Rainbow turned her head and her teeth flashed in a grin. “Time to beat that record!”
A task easier said than done, as Braeburn only became thicker the closer she got to his base. His flat equine head met a solid wall. He's hit my cervix! Rainbow whinnied and she came again, even more violently than the first time.
“Oh Celestia, oh sweet Celestia!” Her head hit the hay bale below her as she could no longer hold herself up. Waves of bliss threatened to wash her consciousness away, but she fought to stabilize. “I'm so full, but I did it! I took the whole thing! That'll show those not-awesome Appleloosan mares that it can be done!”
Braeburn cleared his throat. “I ain't in all the way.”
“What?”
“I said there's some of me not inside. Quite a bit, actually.”
Rainbow looked back and gasped. At least six inches of mottled veiny shaft bridged the gap between her flank and his crotch. “I don't think I can take any more of it! You're all the way against my cervix!”
“Hey, don't feel blue!” said Braeburn, spanking her hard enough to leave a red blotch by her cutie mark. “Even though ya are kinda blue... It's alright, yer snatch has got more hospitality than AAAPPLELOOSA, and I'm in plenty far already!”
“Right!” She gave him a determined nod. Pumping herself back and forth, she only moved a few inches at a time. I can't believe how huge he is!
Her nether lips formed an airtight ring around his slick shaft as he gently thrust into her. For the first few minutes, their movements were soft and gradual, but his unyielding stallionhood soon broke in her hungry love canal. As her resistance eroded, Braeburn thrust harder and faster, his head relentlessly battering away at her cervix with each thrust.
Rainbow shifted her weight forward against the hay to grant her rear more flexibility. She put it to good use, increasing her pace to speeds she was renowned for. Braeburn drooled and snorted as he mated with her with reckless abandon, driving himself slightly further with each thrust. Both athletic ponies' pants filled the air as their interhorse reached fever pitch.
Without warning, Braeburn pulled out completely and loosed a wild yell. Hot stallion spunk drenched Rainbow's back, wings, and mane. Biting her lower lip, Rainbow wrapped her tail around spasming shaft and stroked. Braeburn whinnied, and a copious cache of cum cascaded over her head, landing a good ten feet in front of her. Three huge shots later – one over her, one on the back of her head, and the last on her body – Braeburn grunted and gave her flank an affectionate slap with his dick.
Rainbow flipped over, soaking the hay she had rested against. “Wow, you didn't cum inside. Are all Appleloosans this courteous?” She reached forward and brushed his cock. “How are you still hard?”
He sat down and propped himself against the wall. “I dunno. You're so good, I don't think any part of me wants this to end.”
With her wings erect, Rainbow stalked forward like a lusty cougar on the prowl. She nuzzled his member before giving him a long, deep kiss. “This isn't supposed to be possible, but I'm not gonna question it.”
Rainbow stood on her hind legs and smiled down at Braeburn, who beamed back. She bent down and nibbled on his ear affectionately before she lowered herself onto his mottled monolith. Braeburn fondled her flanks as she skewered herself on inch after inch of hot, pulsing meat, until her hungry marehood devoured a foot and a half.
She flapped her wings, sending droplets of cum flying in all directions. When she was a foot in the air, she allowed herself to come crashing down on him. The lovers whinnied as Rainbow continued to dive-bomb her mate. He's so perfect, thought Rainbow as he thrust back. Sweat and dried horse jizz matted her coat as she punished her pony pussy for over ten pleasure-filled minutes.
Rainbow's grasp on her sanity began to wane; Braeburn's exceptionally endowed appendage took no prisoners. She could not resist any longer. Halfway up his length, her wings stiffened. She gasped and collapsed.
Braeburn embraced her. “What's the matter?”
“My – my – wings – won't – work.” She clung to him and kissed every part of him she could find.
“Y'all just relax now, ya hear?” He performed an odd two-leg waddle toward a hay bale and set her down. “I'll take care of ya good and proper.”
Too aroused to do anything but nod, Rainbow tried to relax her sore and clenching muscles as Braeburn planted a forehoof on either side of her head. She took a deep breath, and Braeburn performed his first thrust. Rainbow squeaked and moaned as Braeburn rode her like Soarin did in her dreams.
He's gonna break me in half! What a way to go! thought Rainbow as sweat dripped down his face, each of his thrusts coming with the force of a charging buffalo. She bit her lower lip as she neared her limit once again. Braeburn's features quivered and his grunts became more and more strained. Her tongue lolled out of her wide open mouth as she came with the force of a sonic rainboom.
This proved too much for Braeburn; before she had finished her climax, he roared and pulled out just in time to unleash a jet of juicy jizz from his monstrous mare mating appendage. Neither pony touched it, allowing it to spasm and shoot wildly, plastering their immediate surroundings with his stallion seed. Rainbow closed her eyes and guzzled any shots that hit her mouth. When the cum had stopped geysering from Braeburn's blessing, she opened her eyes and stared at her soaked chest.
“That was – that was – nopony's gonna believe what that was even if I told them!”
Braeburn beamed at her. “Truth be told, I think I got one more in me. Just one more.”
Rainbow's jaw dropped as Braeburn inserted his member inside her once more. This time, her soft insides had learned their lesson, and did not resist the encroaching stallion meat. Braeburn immediately resumed his rapid and powerful humping. The barrier preventing him from hilting deteriorated at an alarming rate. Is he gonna –
Rainbow's cervix at last capitulated. Braeburn's balls slapped against her rear as he buried himself in her all the way to the hilt. He reared up, lifting her with nothing else but his cock, and kissed her. His stallionhood swelled, discharging a fusillade of spunk in one last horsegasm. Unable to contain both Braeburn's pride and its payload, Rainbow's nether lips allowed most of the deluge to splatter on the floor.
Their tongues thrashed about in one other's mouths and their whimpers blended together as Braeburn's seed coated her insides. Rainbow wrapped her forelegs around his neck and rode him, milking every drop from his spraying cock. Pure, untamed pleasure exploded in her mind as she bucked up and down, and her lover dominated all five of her senses.
Ooh, I think I'm gonna pop! she thought as Braeburn's eruption raged with the fury of Neighagra Falls. But she persisted, determined not to be overpowered by his monster. Ngh, I'm not gonna lose! After another half-dozen huge shots, Rainbow felt the steely rod within her begin to shrink and deflate, the last of its climax dribbling from the tip.
Aww yeah, I did it! They broke their kiss and landed in a tangled heap. Braeburn's penis had innocuously retreated back into its sheath. A stream of surplus semen trickled from Rainbow's obliterated marehood. There they lay, in the middle of the hayloft in the dead of night, cuddling and nuzzling snouts.
“I can't thank you enough,” said Braeburn, staring into his lover's gorgeous eyes.
“You already did,” said Rainbow. “I'd better find a raincloud soon, because I probably look like Rarity after a Friday night.”
Braeburn's ears drooped. “I don't want you to leave. Please, you're the only pony who fully understands me.”
“And by 'fully understands', you mean able to take that whole thing, right?” She kissed him. “I can't just ditch my friends. But hey, don't worry, I'm the Element of Loyalty. Don't you know that? Besides, after you, I don't think anypony else will be able to come close to satisfying me now. I just can't believe you orgasmed four times...”
Braeburn giggled. “That's kinda like a fourgasm, ain't it?”
“I can't believe you just said that,” said Rainbow, rolling her eyes. “How does once every week or two sound?”
Braeburn nuzzled against her. “That sounds swell. Real swell.” He yawned and closed his eyes.
She patted him on the head as his soft snores filled the air. I need some air. The straw-covered floor muffled her wobbly hoofsteps as she approached the window. I'm not gonna walk straight for at least a week! Cool Appleloosan evening air filled her nostrils as she inhaled deeply.
“You know... I think I've learned a valuable friendship lesson today,” she said, brushing dried cum from her chest. “I just wonder how I'm gonna ask Twilight to write it to Princess Celestia.”
“That won't be necessary.”
Rainbow spun around. Princess Celestia, with a forehoof completely drenched in her royal pony love juices, stood by a large stack of hay bales. She grinned lustfully at Rainbow and licked her lips.
