> Lusty Lunar Limerick
>  by Bronystories
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> One Small Schtup for Man
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After being forced into her exile,
Luna found it quite difficult to smile.
This bleak, barren rock
was devoid of cock,
which was tough for a body so nubile.

She said, "How we've longed for fat pricks!
It's been years since we’ve sucked on dicks.
If we had one here now,
we'd milk it like a cow
with several long, sensual licks."

While Luna sat and moped in disgrace,
a bizarre craft descended from space.
This foreign arrival
threatened her survival,
so she took to a good hiding place.

From the vessel emerged a space ranger.
Luna sensed an immediate danger.
She jumped into a crater
on the lunar equator
and attempted to spy on the stranger.

It's smooth skin was all puffy and white.
On two legs, it was six feet in height.
It's movements weren’t real spry;
with one reflective eye.
All considered, it looked quite a fright.

Its hand clutched a flag on a long pole,
which it carried on its lunar stroll.
Finding a spot well-suited,
plants the flag and saluted,
seeming to have completed its goal.

At first Luna seemed quite dismayed.
This creature came here to invade!
Her fears quickly vanished,
for since she’d been banished,
this was her first chance to get laid!

Eschewing all social convention,
Luna tried to gets its attention.
From the crater she jumped
and into him she bumped
with dance moves of her own invention.

The ranger was caught unaware
when he saw her ‘come hither’ stare.
To make it quite implicit
that her goals were explicit,
she showed off her smooth derriere.

Luna said, “Hey you there with the flag!
We’re a pent up and horny old nag.
Thou hath quite a cute tush
so don’t beat ‘round the bush.
How’d thou fancy a nice and hard shag?”

Neil Armstrong’s body went into shock.
He’d never seen a horse who could talk
with two wings, a long horn
and who looked quite forlorn
as she pleaded for his throbbing cock.

Armstrong said, “We can’t have intercourse.
Such lewd conduct is grounds for divorce.
Plus they’ll think that I’m a loon
if I say on the moon
I had sex with a big, talking horse.”

“Exactly,” Luna said, “So why fret?
This is just between us, space cadet.
We canst have our fun
and when we art done
no one will know of our Tete-a-tete.”

Armstrong didn’t know what to believe
as the mare bit down onto his sleeve.
With royal grace and charm
she dragged him by the arm
to make certain that he didn’t leave.

After dragging him into a hole,
she continued to try and cajole.
Lacking royal charm and grace
she shoved her cunt in his face
eschewing restraint and self-control.

“Our pussy hasn’t gotten much use
We were hoping thou’d make it more loose.”
Armstrong’s throat went real dry
as he stared at her pie;
then he thought up another excuse.

“The logistics of this will not do.
Without air, there’s no way we can screw.
I can’t leave this space suit,
making your idea moot,
so it’s best if I just bid adieu.”

Luna said, “Ye of little ambition.
We’re not losing this war of attrition.
There’s no time to turn back.
We want thee in the sack,
so prepare to fulfill thy new mission.”

Armstrong’s vision began to get blurry.
He’d never slept with something so… furry.
When he saw Luna’s snatch
and his wife’s were a match,
“If they both feel the same, then why worry?”

He thought, “Screwing a horse is risque,
but the moon has no social mores.
There’s no criminality
for space bestiality.
If she consents, who cares what folks say?”

He cautiously raised up his glove
to her pussy and ass above.
Not desiring to linger,
he extended a finger
and gave her wet marehood some love.

Luna’s vulva was moist and pink.
She exposed her clit with each wink.
She continued to fidget
while gripping his stout digit.
Thoroughly enjoying this kink.

After years of quiet seclusion,
Luna came to the real conclusion
that she should ask for
something a bit more
than a solo finger protrusion.

“While we’re enjoying our tryst,
we hoped that thou could assist
by slipping thy paw
into our moist maw
all the way up to thy wrist.”

He knew that it was morally wrong
to let her use his fist as a dong.
In spite of the sin
he said with a grin,
“I’ll show you why they call me Armstrong.”

Stretching her cunt to allow his fist in,
he pumped his arm inside like a piston.
Luna felt herself swoon.
She knew that she’d come soon
and was grateful that he was assistin’.

Her pussy walls gripped his arm tight.
The feeling was quite out of sight.
She slaked her carnal thirst,
which caused her dam to burst.
Luna’s quim squirted in delight.

Armstrong fisted the royal recluse
‘til she showered him with her cunt juice.
Luna’s heart was aflutter,
having released slut butter,
which flowed freely from her slender sluice.

After having her garden tended to,
she got a climax which was overdue.
And though she had just came,
she was still in the game
and quite eager to try out something new.

Luna looked longingly at his groin
and saw something she’d like to purloin.
She grinned like a filly
while freeing his willy,
hoping that their privates might conjoin.

Armstrong said, “Hey now! That’s enough!
My dear, you are playing too rough.
I simply can’t comply.
If my suit tears, I’ll die.
Your advances, I must rebuff.”

Luna said, “Thy schlong we want to savor.
There’s really no need for thee to quaver.
Our affair won’t be tragic.
Thou forget’st we hath magic.
So relax while we return the favor.”

She tore open his suit in a manner defiant.
Only to find that his dick was still soft and pliant.
She said, “It may not be thick,
but once we give it a lick,
we’ll make thy dwarf star expand into a red giant.”

The bold spaceman was stricken with grief.
“Killed stone dead by a crazy cock thief.”
Armstrong held his breath
and awaited death,
which never came, much to his relief.

The astronaut was soon made quite aware
that Luna’s magic had given him air.
While he pondered this puzzle,
he could feel her warm muzzle
as she fellated him right then and there.

While her tongue wrapped around his hot member,
their passion was aflame; not an ember.
He begged her for more.
She settled the score
with a blowjob he’d always remember.

On a satellite with reduced gravity,
his cock got hard in her oral cavity.
Her sexy exhibitions
lowered his inhibitions
and eager for new kinds of depravity.

With the libedo of 1,000 sluts,
she moved from sucking his cock to his nuts.
Armstrong gasped, then exclaimed with glee,
“My wife never did this for me.”
As he babbled, Luna thought, “What a putz.”

While given a blowjob supreme,
he said, “It’s like some crazy dream.”
With his balls on her chin
Luna said with a grin,
“In space no one can hear you cream.”

She sucked him in all of his glory,
while looking more than a bit whorey.
No one would’ve believed
that Armstrong had received
a blowjob in a lunar quarry.

As Luna’s speed continued to increase
Armstrong could feel his impending release.
Before he blew his load
he pulled out his fat choad,
aimed at her face and said, “I cum in peace!”

In the inky, dark blackness of space,
semen rocketed onto her face.
He watched his splooge land,
thick strand after strand,
in an act which was sure to debase.

His final spurt didn't land on the mare.
Instead, it floated around in the air.
They both watched his cum spin
until Luna leaned in
and swallowed his jizz with nary a care.

Luna fell to the ground quite exhausted,
with a smile on her face that’s cum-frosted.
There’s no way she could’ve known
as she gave a pleasured moan,
that she was about to be accosted.

Grabbing the mare firm by the flank
he gave her tight tush a sharp spank.
She looked behind
only to find
his cock was still hard as a tank.

Armstrong said, “Once just wasn’t enough.
I hope your royal ass likes it rough.
On this train there’s no brakes.
Pray you’ve got what it takes
as I fill your box with the right stuff.”

Luna gasped with surprise as he entered.
Each pound made her tiara uncentered.
His loins were quite lustful.
His hips were quite thrustful.
As though his libedo had been mentored.

Once the shock of coitus had subsided,
Luna loved the feeling he provided.
Though not as big as his arms,
his member had its own charms.
She felt bliss each time their loins collided.

“The first man to walk on the moon
hath offered us a gracious boon.
Thou better deliver,
thou orgasm giver,
while plumbing the depths of our poon.”

Exerting dominance and control
meant he owned her, both body and soul.
“I hope you won’t think it heinous
If I fingerbang Uranus.”
He then got lost inside her black hole.

Luna gasped and shouted a loud “What?!”
As his finger slid into her butt.
Screwing the thoroughbred,
Armstrong smiled as he said,
“How’s it feel to be my little slut?”

“It feels good!” Luna said, “We want more!
Use our body! It’s all we’re good for.
Use thy sexpertise
to punish us, please!
Stick thy dick in our dirty back door!”

He was graciously quick to comply,
with a cock hard as a railroad tie.
Pulling out made her exclaim.
She quivered as he took aim
and plunged his rocket in her brown eye.

Failing to take Celestia’s throne
had left Luna exiled and alone.
Her actions were treacherous.
Now a man who’s lecherous 
buggered her so that she could atone.

“Take it all!” Luna sobbed, “Selfish mare.
We deserve dicks in our derriere.
Impale our pert backside
as penance for our pride.” 
She then cried a loud wail of despair.

Luna’s exile and condemnation
left her yearning for degradation.
She felt it was her duty
to let him use her booty
for any depraved machination.

Armstrong knew that Luna had a need
from her past to finally be freed.
“If my carnal release
will bring you some small peace
then I’ll fill your colon with my seed.”

Luna wept tears of joy through the pain
“Sodomize us again and again!
Our ass is on fire!
Give us our desire
with an act that is lewd and profane.”

Armstrong pumped her with all of his might.
“Your puckered ring is wonderfully tight.
I’ll soon bust a nut
deep inside your gut.”
Luna shivered and cooed in delight.

Luna’s pussy flowed like a river.
Each thrust from his hips made her shiver.
Luna came a second time.
“Secret butt fun is sublime!”
Squirting caused her vulva to quiver. 

Armstrong groaned as he blew his thick wad
while her rectum kept milking his rod.
Bringing him relief
helped assuage her grief
and left the two lovers feeling awed.

Luna reveled in being debased.
“Pump our poop chute with thy penial paste!
Thou may think it quite crass,
but the juice from our ass,
off thy cock we’ve been longing to taste.”

When he pulled out, much to his surprise
she stared at his dick with hungry eyes.
His cock was unclean
and grossly obscene,
yet she was quick to pounce on her prize.

“Damn,” Armstrong said, “You’re a dirty bitch.
You could suck chrome off a trailer hitch.”
With each vulgar lick
she felt slightly sick,
yet she managed to clean his love switch.

Armstrong thought that he would surprise her
so he quickly lifted his visor.
Overcome with bliss
he gave her a kiss.
Their love erupting like a geyser.

He could taste salty cum on her lips.
Sweat beaded on her large, equine hips.
She shed a happy tear
as cum leaked from her rear.
Their hearts experienced an eclipse.

Armstrong said, “It will all be okay.
Please don’t punish yourself in this way.
Just take peace of mind;
your dark past is behind.
Don’t be filled with regret and dismay.”

Their cosmic carnal coalescence
left her rectum filled with his essence.
Taking to heart what he said,
Luna smiled, nodded her head
and gave her silent acquiescence.

She said, “Your eyes are a brilliant blue.”
“I had blue balls until I met you.”
Armstrong said with a smirk,
“I should get back to work.
Thanks again, Luna, for the great screw!”

After giving his suit a repair
Luna removed his enchanted air
As he crawled from the crater
Armstrong said, “See you later.”
Though he knew this would end their affair.

After Neil entered the Eagle’s door
Buzz Aldrin felt compelled to implore
“What took you so long?
Did something go wrong?”
“No. I found a crevice to explore.”

Changing topics in a manner acute,
Neil mentioned stones in the treads of his boot
As he pulled his shoes and socks off
“You need help getting your rocks off?”
“No, Buzz,” Neil said, in a tone absolute.

The lander took off back to space,
which knocked down the pole from its place.
Once the coast was all clear
on her celestial sphere
Luna raised her cum-splattered face.

She walked towards the flag on the ground.
Her emotions were quite profound.
On this final frontier,
Luna longed to be near
the man who had pleasured her mound.

Alone again; she felt her heart yearn
for the man who did her a good turn.
Draping the flag ‘round her nape
She wore it proud, like a cape;
and awaited her spaceman’s return.
> To Celestia, from bondage
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I gaze around the dungeon walls,
bedecked with ropes and whips,
as my divine Celestia brings,
the lash against my hips;
When I lie fettered in a state,
of vulnerability,
the pegasi who soar above,
Know no such liberty.

With gleeful mirth my love and I,
enjoy our bondage games;
My shaking limbs with cords are bound,
Our hearts with loyal flames;
The ring wrapped tightly 'round my cock,
is my harsh penalty;
Seaponies who swim in the loch,
Know no such liberty.

She mercilessly pegs my ass,
With every errant thrust,
I praise her tender nurturing,
intimacy and trust;
When I speak our chosen safe word,
she heeds its sanctity;
Windegos, when undeterred,
Know no such liberty.

Stone walls do not a prison make,
Nor iron bars a cage;
We play the roles of dom and sub,
and bondage is our stage;
I have freedom in our love spent,
And in my soul am free;
Balancing power with consent,
enables liberty.