> Mac Daddy
>  by Little Lollipop
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> Chapter One: Twilight, the Sexy Librarian
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Chapter One: Twilight, the Sexy Librarian

Big Mac opened the door to the library. He looked around but saw no one. With a shrug, he headed towards the broken table Twilight told him about.  He placed his tool box on the floor and shuffled around to find the proper tool.
“Big Mac, is that you?” Twilight asked from her bedroom.
“Eeyup!” He replied.  “Just fixing that old table of yours.”
“Oh, okay. I’ll come down in just a second.”
Big Macintosh found his saw and examined the table again.  He was going to have to saw off the rest of the broken leg; it was too splintered to be glued back together.  As he began to saw through the wood, he heard Twilight coming down the stairs.
“I’m going to have to make a new leg,” He said as he turned his head.  “I doubt that—it---will—whoa.”
There stood Twilight Sparkle, dressed in a tight fitting and revealing outfit.  She wore a short, tan sweater that showed her breasts clad in a purple bra; she also had an extremely short grey skirt; her legs wore knee high socks with no shoes. Her hair was done up in a bun and she had a pair of horn rimmed glasses on.  Big Mac’s face turned red as he stared.
“Is something wrong?” Twilight asked, taking her glasses off.
“Um---I---you---uh—“Big Mac stuttered.
“How is that table coming along?” Twilight grinned, dropping her glasses to the floor.  “Whoops, how clumsy of me!”
“Aw please don’t bend over.” Big Mac prayed silently.
As if Discord had heard those words, Twilight bent down to retrieve her dropped glasses. Instantly, Big Mac was greeted by two round cheeks in a purple thong.  He felt his face begin to turn red. He turned his head, wiping his brow as his body began to burn.  Twilight came back up and frowned slightly. He wasn’t paying attention!
“What’s wrong?” Twilight asked.
“Nothing! I’m fine!” Big Mac lied.
“Here, let me have a look.”
Before he could do anything, Twilight sat herself on Big Mac’s lap.  His heart began to beat like a bongo drum.  She placed a hand on his head, making him warm up even more. Just don’t turn around, he told himself, or you’ll come face to face with her----
“Look at me for a second.” Twilight forced Big Mac’s face towards her.
Instead of facing Twilight, Macintosh found his face square between her soft, plump breasts. His face became warm as sweat began to slide down his face.  His hands were itching to give them just one squeeze but he had to restrain himself. Or at least try to restrain himself but he had a feeling that was going to be impossible. 
“Oh, you’re so warm!” Twilight said.  “I hope you’re not sick.”
“I’m—“ Big Mac lifted his head.  “I’m fine!”
“No!” Twilight pushed Big Mac back into her cleavage.  “I think you might be coming down with something.”
And you’re making it worse, he thought.
“You know, it is warm in here,” Twilight leaned back and shimmied out of her sweater.  “Is it warm?” 
“Y—yeah,” Big Mac stared at her chest.  “It’s warm.”
“You know, we could get a bit warmer,” Twilight leaned forward, a naughty smile on her face.  “I mean if you’re interested.”
“Um---well---you’re my sister’s friend and---“ Big Mac began to stutter again.
“And?” Twilight reached up and undid her bun, letting her hair fall onto her shoulders.
Big Mac looked down.  The two round orbs were pressed against his shirt and he could see down into the cups. Twilight stared up at him, a sultry grin playing on her lips. Each inch of his body was itching to throw caution to the wind and just go for it.  His mind tried to talk some sense into him, saying how wrong the whole thing was.
She’s friends with your little sister! It’s not right! And what if Applejack found out that you fondle her friend’s soft, round, warm breasts that jiggle when she moves and---
“Aw, to hell with it!” Big Mac said.
Big Mac slipped his hands down into the cups of the bra. Twilight giggled; finally, he had caved in!  She reached behind to undo her bra. She peeled it off, allowing her breasts to bounce slightly.  Big Mac found himself grinning like a child in a candy store. He gave them a small squeeze.
“Oh my♥!” Twilight gasped. “Naughty!”
“Blame your boobs, not me.”
Slowly, Big Mac ran his fingers over her nipples and Twilight shivered slightly. This was going to be more fun than he thought.  Big Mac gave the nipples another rub; Twilight shivered again.  Big Mac smiled as Twilight shuddered with each stroke. With an evil grin, he leaned forward and placed a small kiss on her right breast.  Twilight gave a small cry as she placed her hands on his shoulders.  Big Mac continued the breasts kissing which brought gasps from Twilight.  
With his other hand, Macintosh began to play with the left breast.  Twilight gasped again, louder this time. Slowly, Big Mac headed towards Twilight’s nipple.  Once there, he placed his lips around it and gave it a suck.
“Oh Macintosh! You naughty, naughty devil you!” Twilight gasped.  “Bad boy!”
Big Mac couldn’t answer for his mouth was too busy sucking away.  He tugged, licked, nibbled and sucked the nipple, Twilight begging him to continue with her lustful groans.  Once it was nice and hard, he decided to give the same treatment to the other one.  He felt Twilight trembling with each ministration he gave her breasts.  Her grip on his shoulders became tighter as he continued.
“Wait, hang on.” Big Mac suddenly stopped.
“What? Why are you stopping?” Twilight whined.  “Who said I wanted you to stop?”
“Just wait,” Big Mac wrapped his arms around her.  “I was thinking we could get more comfortable.”
“Oh, that’s it?” Twilight quickly stood up.  “C’mon!”
Grabbing his hand, Twilight pulled Big Mac up the stairs towards her bed. Once there, she laid down and pulled him on top of her. This was an interesting side of the usually proper, studious Twilight. She was so demanding, so horny! Of course, he wasn’t going to complain, not when there were boobs to suck.  He resumed his tongue play across the mounds, Twilight still shivering and gasping.
“Oh dirty boy!” She screamed.  “You filthy, filthy animal!”
“Man, I never *suck* knew you *kiss* had such a *lick* naughty side.” Big Mac said between boob loving.
“There’s another side to me. Would you like to see?”
Twilight placed a finger under one of the strands of the thong.  Big Mac watched as she pulled down, revealing her already moist lips.  Inside his pants, he felt his hard cock tingling. Twilight reached up and began to unbutton Macintosh’s flannel shirt. Leaning forward, her lips met his and the two shared a powerful, passionate kiss.  Big Mac wrapped his arms around Twilight, not wanting to break the kiss while she unzipped his pants.  Reaching down, she placed a hand on his throbbing member.
“Oh wow!” Twilight broke away.  “You’re huge!”
“Why thank you.” Big Mac grinned.
“Oh Big Mac, touch me! Touch me, please! I wanna to feel dirty!” Twilight begged.
“Okay!”
Big Mac had no problem granting her request. He roughly pushed her down, pulled down his boxers and threw them to the floor. Their lips met again, their hands locked around each other.  They broke away only for Big Mac to glide into Twilight.  Once he did, Twilight gave a loud gasp. Leaning over her, he took a deep breath before he thrust forward.
“Oh♥!” Twilight gasped.  “Soooo----big!”
Big Mac gripped the sheets as he thrust again.  Beneath him, Twilight moaned and squirmed.  The whole thing almost seemed like some crazy dream.  Never in a million years did Big Mac think he’d have this chance.  But there he was, pumping back and forth with Twilight screaming his name.  He felt her inner walls become tighter as he continued.  
“Oh, it’s coming!” Twilight shouted.  “Yes, I feel it! It’s---it’s---YES!”
Big Mac gave one last push and with that, he released. Beneath him, a sweaty Twilight shivered and groaned in pleasure.  But she still was full of energy.  Much to his surprise, Twilight grabbed Big Mac by the shoulders and pulled him down towards her. She instantly claimed his lips, kissing him with such force. Her hands ran through his hair.  Once she was satisfied, she pulled back and sighed.
“That---was—amazing!” She panted.  “I mean—wow, that was great!”
“Maybe I should fix your tables more often.” Big Mac said as laid his head down between her breasts.
“Or I can just break it more often.” Twilight replied.





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> Chapter Two: Rainbow Dash, the Strong Dominatrix
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Warning: This story involves some BDSM.




Chapter Two: Rainbow Dash, the Strong Dominatrix

Rainbow Dash knocked on the door of the large, red barn.  It opened up to reveal Big Mac.  
“Oh, you’re early.”
“Is that bad?” She asked.
“No. AJ’s still in Apploosa,” Big Mac stood back and opened the door wider. “Come on in.”
Rainbow Dash leaned down to pick up a large, leather bag and headed into the barn.  Macintosh closed the door behind him, locking it tight. Once that was done, Dash unbuttoned her trench coat and threw it to the ground.  She wore a tight, red leather corset complete with a matching choker; her pants were sleek, black leather; her feet wore two, high heeled boots. She sat herself down and began to look through her bag.
“Am I allowed to say you look fantastic?” Big Mac asked.
“Yes, you are. Now come and sit down.”
Big Mac walked over and sat on his knees in front of Dash. She pulled out a pair of silver handcuffs. Like a well-trained dog, he turned around allowing her to cuff his hands.  Once that was done, she undid his flannel shirt and discarded it. She gave his hair a playful ruffle before heading back to her bag.  She searched around until she found a long, black whip.  Reaching back in, she found a pack of cigarettes.  Taking one out, she placed in her mouth.
“You know why I love it when you call me?” She asked as pulled out her Wonderbolt lighter.
“Why mistress?”
“Because,” She took a long drag and exhaled.  “You’re bad.”
“Am I mistress?”
“Yes, you’re really, really, bad,” She stood up and sauntered towards him.  “You are so bad it makes me sick!”
She took another drag and blew the smoke into his face.  Big Mac inhaled deeply and shivered.  Rainbow Dash went behind him, holding the cigarette between her fingers.  She leaned down towards his ear and gave it a lick; he shivered again.
“You have no control,” She whispered, giving it another lick.  “So bad!  Naughty boys need to be punished, don’t they?”
“Uh-huh.” He managed.
“So you’re saying you’re a bad boy?” Rainbow asked.
“Yes, I’ve been really bad mistress,” Big Mac gasped.  “Please, punish me.”
“Good boy.”
Rainbow bit down on Macintosh’s ear.  Again, she felt the strong farmer tremble.  It was so easy to make him squirm.  It was so much fun that it should have been illegal. And of course, Macintosh enjoyed himself too.  Cigarette still in hand, Rainbow Dash pressed the tip into Big Mac’s skin.
“Ohhhhhh yeah,” Big Mac sighed.  “Can I have another?”
“I guess, since you asked so nicely.” Rainbow gave him another burn.
“Mhmmm.  Another please?”
“One more.”
Dash pushed and twisted the cigarette.  Big Mac shuddered and moaned. Rainbow took one last drag from the cigarette before stamping it out.  She sat down behind him, wrapping her arms him.  With her face pressed against his back, placed kisses down his spine.  Each kiss drew a satisfied sigh from Macintosh. Once she reached the end, she went back up.  At his neck, she gave him a little nibble.
“You’re being so good today,” She whispered.  “But I still need to punish you.”
“Yes, please mistress,” He begged.  “I need punishment.”
Dash got up and walked back over to her back.  She picked up the whip from earlier.  Instantly, Big Mac’s heart began to race; that whip was hot. He watched as Dash lashed it out, cracking it against the ground. Dash went behind him again, playfully fondling the whip.
“Naughty boys always need to learn the hard way.” She said.
Raising her hand, Rainbow brought the whip down on Big Mac’s bare back.  Once it hit, he felt the exquisite pain. He let out a loud moan which drove Dash to retaliate.  Again, she cracked the whip down.  There were men who couldn’t handle such pain but Big Mac seemed to be able to take it. In fact, he looked forward to it.  It was only a matter of time before he begged for more. For a third time, the whip came, breaking the skin of his back.
“More!” He gasped out.  “Please, mistress.” 
“So polite,” Dash lashed out again.  “But you’ll have to do better than that.  Say you’re a dirty boy.”
“I’m a dirty boy!”
“Louder!”
“I’m a dirty, dirty boy!”
Again the whip made contact with the skin.  Blood appeared, oozing from the open wounds.  Still, Big Mac begged for more and Rainbow gave it to him.  She enjoyed watching him bleed, hearing him scream and begging to be treated like dirt.  What a sexual high it was for her, watching this grown man act like a whimpering child.  What a thrill! It was such a power trip
“Are you satisfied yet you greedy little thing?” Dash asked.
“Yes mistress.”
“Good, because now it’s time for you to satisfy me.”
First, Dash reached down into her cleavage and pulled out the key to the handcuffs. Once she unlocked Big Mac’s hands, she unzipped her pants and stepped out of them.  Big Mac watched as she slid her panties down slowly in order to tease him.  Once they were off, she placed them in her mouth and gave them a tug.  Big Mac gulped as the bulge in his pants growing bigger.  Dash threw her panties to the side.  She then got down on all fours like a tiger and crawled towards him. Big Mac watched as she took his pants’ zipper between her teeth and pulled it down.
“Looks like someone is ready,” She said with a smirk.
“You’re good at your job mistress.” He replied.
“I know,” She opened up her legs. “Let’s see how good you are.”
Big Macintosh took in time in positioning himself.  He held onto her legs, leaned down and placed his mouth on mistress Dash’s inner lips.  Dash tried her hardest to suppress a shiver of pleasure.  Hard as she try, there was no way she could hide her arousal. Macintosh began to lick and suck, her whole body quivering with delight.  She opened her legs up wider, giving him better access and then grabbed a handful of hair.
“You’re disgusting!” She yelled.  “Oh, you sicken me! You dirty, dirty, dirty boy!  Naughty, filthy, dirty boy!”
Driven on by her naughty talk, he began to lick faster.  Dash returned by screaming even louder. Her inner lips quivered as his tongue slide glide over her womanhood.  Never had a man drove her this wild before. It was exhilarating, such a thrill! He continued until her body no longer take it and she reached her climax.  Big Mac didn’t come up; instead, he let the sweet moistness enter his mouth.  Exhausted, Dash collapsed onto the floor, her body shiny with sweat.
“Sweet Celesita,” She panted.  “What a rush! So much energy!”
Big Mac grabbed his discarded shirt and wiped the stickiness off his mouth.  He then leaned over his panting mistress.
“Did I do good?”
“I may be bad but you’re perfectly good!” She looped her hands around his neck.  “Maybe, I should start coming over twice a week.”
“Really?” Big Mac grinned.
“Maybe if you misbehave.” She pulled him down and kissed him.



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> Chapter Three: Pinkie Pie, the Kinky Chef
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	Big Mac put the key in the door and slowly opened it up.  Sugar Cube Corner was almost devoid of life. Still, he had to be quiet. He didn’t want to wake the Cakes.  Thank goodness Pinkie’s room was far away from theirs. Inside, he closed the door gradually without making a sound.  Then, he slowly slipped upstairs.
“Pinkie?” He whispered once upstairs.
From her bathroom, Pinkie Pie appeared. Her face brightened at the sight of him.  With a bounce in her step, she ran to him.  Once she was there, she gave him a kiss.  When she broke it, she laid her head on his chest.  
“I’ve missed you!” She cooed.  “Did you miss me?”
“Maybe.” He replied.
“Aww, how mean!” Pinkie Pie playfully pushed him.  “I guess that means you don’t want any dessert.”
“You know I was just kidding,” He pulled her back into his arms.  “C’mon, I’ve been so good!”
“Are you sure?” She asked.
“Eeyup!”
“Okay, you go lay down and I’ll go get the condiments.” 
Pinkie gave him another kiss before she headed towards her closet.  Big Mac watched her go until she disappeared.  He head towards the bed, taking off his shirt and throwing it to the ground. As he sat down, Gummy popped out of nowhere. He blinked a few times before crawling onto the bed. He sat down on Macintosh’s chest and cocked his head.
“Oh, hello there,” Big Mac patted Gummy’s head.  “How have you been little feller?”
Gummy responded by trying to eat Big Mac’s hand. Mac merely laughed.
“You boys having fun without me?” 
Pinkie Pie had returned, except this time she was naked.  Well, almost naked save for her underwear which was made entirely out of pink salt water taffy. With her, she carried a basket filled with various food items.  Gummy, somehow sensing he wasn’t wanted jumped down and disappeared.  Pinkie strolled over and sat down on the side of the bed.
“So what’s on the menu tonight?” Big Mac asked.
“Well, we have some chocolate.”
Pinkie Pie reached down and pulled out a container of chocolate sauce.  Macintosh grinned as she opened it up. Raising it over her head, she gave it a squeeze and instantly was covered.  The chocolate sauce ran down her body, finding its way into her crevices. Already, Big Mac felt his mouth watering.  Pinkie threw the bottle away and resorted to caressing herself. She found a nice dollop of sauce and gave it a lick.
“Oh, I taste good!” She looked at Mac. “Wanna taste?
“Yes please.”
Pinkie crawled towards him and made so she straddled him. Macintosh placed his hands on her back and leaned forward to lick some chocolate off the nape of her neck.  It wasn’t just the taste of the chocolate that did it but the taste of her skin that he enjoyed.  He leaned in more, placing his lips on her neck and sucking.  Pinkie gave a small gasp and giggled.
Big Mac sucked down her neck, returning to her nape.  There, he ran his tongue along it; Pinkie shivered.  The chocolate was sweet and sticky against her skin. As he headed down, he reached the taffy bra.  Once there, he began to chew at the straps. When one was destroyed, he headed onto the next one. 
“Too much candy will make you sick.” Pinkie told him as she played with his hair.
“What about whipped cream?” He asked.
“That won’t make you sick.”
Pinkie reached back into the basket and pulled out a can of spray whip cream.  Big Mac watched as Pinkie peeled away the rest of the taffy bra. When it was gone, she sprayed a gracious amount of whipped cream onto her pert breasts; Big Mac licked his lips as his pants began to bulge. Again, she licked her fingers getting rid of the access cream.
“Yum.” Was all Mac could say.
“What are you waiting for? Dig in.”
That was all Big Mac needed to hear. Hungrily, he lunged towards the sugary boobs with an open mouth. He devoured the cream before getting her supple orbs of flesh.  Once he connected, he began to suck. Pinkie Pie arched her back once she felt his lips around her breasts. Greedily, he licked away the cream, the cherry rolling to the side.  Once the mountain dwindled, he found one of Pinkie’s soft nipples. He took the tip of his tongue and traced around it.  Pinkie gasped and moaned.
Macintosh gave the nipple one final suck before he turned his attention to the next breast. Again, he sucked away at the cream and all the while, Pinkie shivered with delight. Sex was a lot of fun but sex with Big Mac was more than fun; it was exciting! He was just filled with energy and was always up for a bit of hanky panky.  Not to mention using food was such a great idea.
The second nipple got the same treatment as the other and it wasn’t long before the cream had all but disappeared. Pinkie felt sticky but she didn’t care.  Besides, she wasn’t finished just yet. She returned to her basket of treats. She pulled out cherry which she placed on her tongue.
“Oh gawd.” Big Mac breathed.
He loved watching Pinkie play with cherries because it focused one of his favorite parts of her body; her long, pink tongue. She sucked on the cherry, all the while making pleasured noises. Taking a bite out of it, red juice dribbled down her chin which she slowly licked away. Intently he watched as she traced her mouth with the cherry. Then, she placed it on her tongue and closed her mouth. There was a slight pause before she spit out the stem that was now tied in a knot.
“I love it when you do that.” Big Mac confessed.
“I love it when you love what I do.” Pinkie returned.
This time, Pinkie was the one to attack. She lunged at him and claimed his lips. There, their tongues fought for dominance. The more they kissed, the hungrier Mac became. He felt Pinkie reach down towards his pants, fiddling with the zipper. When it opened up, she pulled down and placed a hand on his crotch.  Turns out, she was just as hungry as he was.
Pulling back, Pinkie slipped off her bottom while Mac did the same. Then, she turned around and raised her butt in the air, her arms outstretched on the bed.  Macintosh got on his knees and carefully, glided in.  That caused his frisky lover to moan in pleasure. He gave a deep inhale before he lunged forward. Pinkie raised her head and gave a small gasp.
“Harder.” She whispered.
He obliged and thrust again with more power. Pinkie clutched the sheets, trying to contain her screams of pleasure. Sweat began to roll down her taunt body. Each thrust sent a small wince of pain but she was too overcome with pleasure to care.  She would gladly put up with a small amount of discomfort for such a wonderful feeling.
Again, Big Mac’s hips went forward. Pinkie gasped, biting down on her lip.  Being naughty was so much fun. She loved the feeling of being dirty, the fear of getting caught; it was the most excitement you could have.  But of course, she owed a lot of these feelings to her wonderful partner.  He was just as adventurous as she was.  She was afraid he wouldn’t be up for doggy style but no, he was just as eager as she was.
“Harder, please!” She begged and once more, he gave in.  “Oh Mac! No one makes me feel as dirty as you do!”
Macintosh grinned at the compliment, never losing his rhyme. He felt his member become squeezed by Pinkie’s walls. It was only a matter of time before he released. Placing his hands on his partner’s soft rear for better support, he increased his power.  Pinkie threw back her head, screaming in ecstasy. Almost there, he was just about there! He gave one final thrust and he yelled as he climaxed.  
“Mhmmm!” Pinkie couldn’t stand it. “Oh my cupcakes! That was fantastic!  It was better than fantastic! It was supremely, utterly, amazingly fantastic!”
Big Mac merely panted and fell back onto bed, completely out of breath. Pinkie Pie turned around and crawled towards him, her whole body wobbly.  She rested her head on his chest, gently stroking him. Then, she rose up and looked at him.
“You know, I feel kinda sticky,” She grinned at him.  “Maybe I should take a shower.”
“Oh?” Big Mac grinned too.
“All I need is a shower buddy.”




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> Chapter Four: Rarity, Mistress of the Night
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Chapter Four: Rarity, Mistress of the Night

Rarity opened up her silk curtains and looked up at the stars.  It really was a lovely night, she thought to herself as she took a sip of wine. As she walked, her robe of silk flowed behind her. It sure was late. She wondered if he had been held up at the farm but she soon spotted him heading towards the boutique. 
Show time.
She took another huge gulp of wine, wiped her face and then discarded it. Quickly, she checked herself in the mirror. Once she was satisfied with the results, she threw off her robe and headed to the bed.  With a snap of her fingers, the candles all around the work room turned on. It only took him a few seconds to appear at the door.
“You’re late.” She said.
“Sorry, I had to help AJ with the lambs. They needed to be sheared,” Big Mac closed the door behind him.  “But will you forgive me if I say you look lovely tonight?
And she did look very lovely.  Rarity was clad in red lacy, lingerie of her own design. Slowly she sat up and then stood to greet him. She locked her arms around his neck while he placed his hand at the small of her back.  He leaned in for a kiss but Rarity moved away. At this, he frowned slightly.
“C’mon, you can’t be sore at me for being a bit late!”
“I’m not. I just want to save it for the tub.” 
“Huh? What tub?”
Rarity smiled, “Follow me.”
She took Big Mac’s hands in hers and headed towards the back of the work room. She reached the bathroom door and opened it. It was pitch dark save for the mounted red candles;  a trail of rose petals led from the door to a bubbly tub; there was a bottle of champagne sitting in a bucket of ice with two glasses next to it.  
“Wow,” Big Mac breathed.  “This is---pretty hot.”
“See? Now hurry up dear,” Rarity turned and begin to unbutton his shirt.  “We don’t want the water to go cold now do we?”
He smiled as she pulled off his shirt. Taking his hands, he placed a finger under each strap of Rarity’s bra. He slipped down, revealing her round, plump breasts. Rarity gave a coy giggle and covered them, earning her another frown from her lover. He was about to protest but she placed a finger to his lips. She reached down and tugged at his zipper. With a forceful pull, it went down, revealing his red boxers. Rarity then unclipped her garter belt, letting her stockings fall to the floor. Then, she turned around, giving Big Mac full access to her undies. His smile returned and he quickly pulled them down. Once her bottom was bare, he gave it a playful slap Rarity giggled again.
Slowly, she walked towards the tub.  Not wanting to be left behind, Macintosh quickly removed his shorts. Rarity sank in the water, the bubbles moving to get out of her way. He soon joined her, creating his own little ripples. Rarity reached over and pulled the champagne bottle of out the bucket.
“I have to admit, this is pretty damn sexy,” Big Mac said.  “Where did you get the idea?”
“Oh from various things,” Rarity poured the champagne. “To a lovely night of pleasure.”
She handed him a glass and the two of them clanged them together. Rarity moved back and placed her arm near the faucet. One of her feet came up, showing off her perfectly manicured feet. Mac found that he enjoyed Rarity’s feet for some reason. Maybe it was because they were so perfectly petite or that she took such good care of them. He set the champagne down and took her foot in his hand.
Gently, he caressed the bottom of her foot.  Rarity gave another one of her little giggles before sighing.  Big Mac was indeed strong but he was so gentle.  His hands were soft despite the fact that they were covered with calluses.  Maybe all that hard work made his fingers so talented. As if he had read her mind, Macintosh took his fingers and massaged her foot. 
“Ahhhh,” Rarity sighed.  “That’s nice.”
Mac leaned down and gave her foot a small kiss before continuing the massage.  Ever so slowly, he headed up her leg. Beneath his fingers, he felt Rarity shiver in pleasure. His hands glided over her smooth, pale skin; it reminded him of porcelain. Absentmindedly, Rarity sipped her champagne, trying her hardest not to show her enjoyment but she found it difficult. Playing hard to get with him rubbing her feet was no easy feat.
Upward, Macintosh’s hands wandered upwards towards her stomach.  He gave it a gentle caress before leaning down and graced it a small kiss.  Rarity sighed, trying her hardest not to voice her pleasure. Why was he so good at making her tingle? He looped his arms around her waist. He gave her neck soft nuzzle before placing his cool lips against her skin.  She bit her lip and twirled her hair, trying her hardest to distract herself.
Big Mac wasn’t going to be defeated.  Besides, the more she played hard to get, the more enjoyable it became to torture her. Ever so slowly, he moved his kisses down toward her wet breasts. He placed kisses at the top of her left breast which earned a gasp from Rarity. Carefully, he held the other breast, his hand gliding over her nipple.
“Oh Macintosh!♥” She finally said.
He grinned against her breast and continued his actions.  Rarity trembled, her breathing becoming labored. How could she deny him? It was utterly impossible.  He was such a wonderful lover! At the feeling of his tongue against her nipple, she moaned and curled her toes under the water. With one hand, she began to play with his bright red hair while the other hand reached down into water.
Big Macintosh winced for a second as he felt Rarity give his manhood a squeeze. She placed a finger on his tip, gently stroking it. Even under water, it was still extremely sensitive. Then, she ran her whole hand along the length of it. 
“Oh gawd,” He said, breaking away from the breasts. “You’re making it hard to think straight.”
“Good.” She replied huskily. 
With a splash, Rarity fell on top of him and kissed him. He kissed back with equal passion, grabbing at her buttocks. Rarity’s hands almost became tangled in his hair. What a man, what a lover she thought to herself.  No one else could have him but her; he had to be hers, now and forever. She pulled back, staring deep into his eyes. 
“Take me.” She whispered.
That was a request he would gladly grant.
Gently, he leaned her back. Rarity opened her legs as he moved down slightly. 
“Um, hang on a second.” Big Mac shifted.
“Is something wrong?” Rarity asked.
“Water’s getting in the way,” Big Mac replied.  “Now hold still darlin’.”
“What do you mean the water is—OH!” 
“There we go.”
As Macintosh plunged, Rarity couldn’t hold back her ecstatic screams.  Her mind raced as her body burned with passion. His hips rocked back and forth, her inner walls becoming tighter.  There was nothing she could do but scream in pleasure. He kept pushing and the tightness increased. Water splashed around the edges of the tub as Rarity writhed about.  With a few more even strokes, Rarity felt herself getting closer to her climax.
“Ohhhhh Mac!” She screamed.  “Give me all you got! I want all that you have!”
With one more thrust, Rarity climaxed. With a gasp and shutter, she fell back into the water. Her hair was messy, she was somewhat sexy and her legs felt tingly but she didn’t care. She leaned back and Macintosh lay down, using her breasts as a pillow.
“So?” Rarity twirled Big Mac’s hair.  “Did you have fun?”
“I always have fun with you,” Mac replied.  “Although, I do think we should return to the tub again.”


	
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> Chapter Five: The Fiesty Bunny
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Now before we get started on another sexy adventure, it's time to announce who won the sexy poll! And the winner is----Derpy Whooves aka Ditizy Doo! Congratulations to our favorite cross eyed flyer! The last chapter will be posted this Friday and I'll be taking a break from the smut but don't worry! They'll be a surprise in the last chapter. So, enjoy!





Chapter Five: Fluttershy, the Feisty Bunny

Big Macintosh knocked on the door of Fluttershy’s cottage.  He placed his hands in his pockets as he waited.  After a few seconds, the door opened, revealing Angel, Fluttershy’s pet bunny.
“Oh, is Fluttershy home? She said she wanted me to come by.” 
Angel just stared at him for a second. Then, he sighed and motioned for Macintosh to follow him. For some reason, Angel seemed somewhat agitated as he led Macintosh deeper in the cottage. They reached the stairs where Angel pointed upwards, a look of disgust on his face.  Confused, Macintosh headed up the stairs.
“Flutters? You up here?” He called out once he reached the top.
“Yes, I’m in here.”
Mac walked towards the slightly opened door. He was about to ask her why she called him when he finally saw her. Fluttershy was sitting on her bed, wearing a shiny pink leotard with matching high heels and fish nets. On top of her pink hair was a pair of bunny ears. She lay on the bed, showing him her bare back. She carefully moved a strand of hair behind her ear.  Instantly, the air in the room seemed to go up and Macintosh found himself turning red.
“Hello Macintosh,” She said softly.  “How are you doing?”
“I’m doing fine Flutters,” Macintosh closed the door behind him.  “Is there—something I can help you with?”
Fluttershy nodded. She turned around, revealing her pert breasts that were being pushed up by the leotard. She cocked her head sideways, and then made a come hither motion with her finger.  Macintosh headed towards the bed but there was a feeling telling him he should resist. He ignored it, deciding nothing would happen. Fluttershy patted the spot next to her and he sat down. Fluttershy inched closer, wrapping her arms around his wide chest. He suddenly felt acutely uncomfortable.
“I know this seems rather forward and all but---do you think we could make love?”
Macintosh turned around so quickly that he fell off the bed. Fluttershy looked at him, somewhat perplexed.  Then, the realization of what she said hit her and she blushed brightly. She looked away, a shy, playful smile on her face. Macintosh panted for a few seconds before he pulled himself up. 
“Could you repeat that?”
“Well, um---could you have sex with me?”
“I kinda wish you hadn’t repeated that.” Mac sighed.
“Well, what’s your answer?” 
Macintosh paused for a second. He looked at Fluttershy and gave her a full inspection.  She wasn’t extremely buxom but she still had a nice chest. He had always found her attractive, but seeing her now, he could tell she was rather beautiful. It was a simple beauty, nothing too overstated. He mulled the idea over in his head.  With a shrug, he sat back down.
“I guess.”
“Yay!” Fluttershy clapped her hands.
Shaking her soft, pink locks, Fluttershy removed the bunny ears and let them fall to the ground. She tried as hard as she could to look seductive, but she just couldn’t seem to pull it off. She proceeded to lean closer towards Big Mac's face, her face then turning a shade of deep crimson. As much as she wanted it, she found herself having doubts. Inside her stomach, it felt like butterflies were fluttering around. Sensing her hesitance and not wanting the awkwardness to linger, Big Mac decided to act. He leaned forward and forced his mouth onto hers. For a second, Fluttershy seemed shocked, but as they kissed, she eased into the moment. He slipped his tongue into her mouth and she felt it fight with hers.  Her body began to quiver as she felt the warmth from her lover's passionate kiss begin to travel throughout her body.	
"Please! Stop!" Fluttershy cried as she pulled back.
"What's the matter? It looked like you were having fun." Big Mac replied.
"It's just....maybe we can make this more fun? You know, if you'd like that." Said Fluttershy, in her trademark soft spoken demeanor. 
"I like the way you think little lady." responded Big Macintosh, with a mischievous grin upon his face.
First he took off his shirt and threw it to the ground. While he removed his pants, Fluttershy slipped off her shoes. Then Macintosh pulled down the zipper of the bunny suit. Two pert yet bouncy breasts fell out. Fluttershy’s first instinct was to cover them up but before she could, Macintosh gave them both a squeeze. She let out a small ‘oh!’ before she closed her eyes and sighed. He continued to fondle her chest, his fingers gliding over her nipples. Fluttershy squirmed about in pleasure. Suddenly, Macintosh placed his lips around her nipple; her first reaction was to push him away but once he began to suck, she turned to jelly. Each time his tongue brushed against her nipple her body was overtaken by shocks of pleasure. She moaned, calling out his name in a soft yet sensual voice; it drove him on, his throbbing cock ready to be released. 
One hand played with the other breast as his sucks became faster. He felt Fluttershy shudder as he became quicker. He pulled up, only to trace her nipple with his tongue. Now, it was nice and hard. He moved to the other one, his lips fastening to the nipple. She urged him on, begging for more. Wanting to drive her more insane, he gave the other nipple a nice pinch. She jumped slightly but her moan told him she enjoyed herself.  He moved back slightly and then gave the nipple a nibble. He felt Fluttershy’s hand press his face closer to the breast. He continued nibbling, licking and twisting. 
Big Mac came up for air, only to have his lips claimed by Fluttershy. Her tongue danced madly with his, and as she pressed against him, she could feel his engorged member. Her inner walls tingled as she passionate kissed the man before her. They pulled back, both gasping for air. Fluttershy lay back down and opened up her legs.
“Take me.” She whispered.
Macintosh didn’t need to be told twice. He pulled down his boxers, releasing his thick cock. He hovered over her and she saw his member in all his glory. Again, her face flushed as she saw the size and she found herself more excited than fearful. Slowly, he pushed himself into her. Instantly, Fluttershy threw back her head and cried out. He slowly began to thrust back and forth, causing the woman beneath him to moan. Her face showed pain, but as he continued she started issuing moans of pleasure. She called out to him, begging him to pick up his speed. He complied, grunting as he pushed into her.  Fluttershy’s moans became louder as she wrapped her legs around his hips, opening herself up wider.
The two met for a sloppy, animistic kiss. Fluttershy felt her vagina become tight, squeezing his member. She whimpered as she felt a rumble within her. She was getting closer to her peak. With one last thrust, Macintosh sent her over the edge. Throwing back her head, she gave a scream to the heavens as she reached her climax. Macintosh gasped as Fluttershy’s walls enclosed on his cock. Their bodies jerked in reaction to the orgasms.  
“Oh my,” Fluttershy was nearly breathless. “That was wonderful.”
“Thanks,” Macintosh pulled out.  “Aw man, my legs are wobbly.”
“That’s a good thing right?”
“Yeah,” He laid down.  “Means you did your job.”
“Well, I haven’t done all of it.”
“Huh?”
Fluttershy sat up, her body sleek with sweat. She positioned herself so that she was sitting between his legs. It took him a few minutes to realize what she had in mind. To his surprise, she took her hand and ran up along his length. Her soft touch sent shivers up his spine. He closed his eyes, his thinking becoming limited. Then, she went up and down with her hand, causing more bursts of pleasure through his body.
“So big.” She whispered.
Next, he felt her lips on his cock and he nearly lost it. She gently peppered it with kisses, heading down then going back up. Reaching the tip, she gave it a long, hard kiss. He looked at her, seeing a bit of white on her face.  To his surprise, she licked it up and gave him a sexy smile. Seemed all that nervousness had vanished. He watched as she then brought out her tongue and gave it a nice, long lick. He moaned, his hands clutching the sheets.
Fluttershy came up again. This time, with her mouth wide open, she engulfed his hard shaft. He cried out as she began to suck. She started out slow but she began to pick upthe pace.  Though he was tried from before, Macintosh felt his body go into overdrive. Gritting his teeth, he tried his hardest not to let himself release. But he found himself losing the battle as Fluttershy’s sucking continued. 
He grunted as his balls rumbled. He wanted to warn her but all he could do is yell as his second orgasm came.  He watched Fluttershy pull away, her whole mouth covered in ejaculation. She greedily licked it up, savoring the taste. 
“Yummy,” She said, eying his cock. “You taste good.”
“I---didn’t know you had it in you.” He managed.
“There’s a lot you don’t know about me.” She sat on his chest.
She reached down, giving him a somewhat sticky kiss but he didn’t mind. She pulled back, a smile still on her face.
“Same time tomorrow?” She asked.
He thought for a second.
“I could go for that.”
	
> Bonus Chapter: Ditzy Doo, the Cross Eyed Damsel
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Hooray, last chapter! I would like to thank my friend Cutella and another friend who doesn't want to be named. This chapter goes to you guys!





Bonus Chapter: Ditzy Doo, the Cross Eyed Damsel

Carrot Top knocked on the door.
“Okay, no one is home, let’s leave!” exclaimed Ditzy as she turned to leave the premises.
With a swift reaction however, Carrot Top’s hand latched out and firmly gripped her friend’s arm. 
Sighing, Ditzy let herself be forced back to the door. Well, at least she had tried to escape. There was no hope for her now. The two of them were standing on the front porch of the Apple family’s house for a meeting. While Ditzy had been too Sweet Apple Acres for cider season and zap apple jam time, she had never actually seen the farm. The orchard stretched out for miles with nothing but apple trees as far as the eye could see.  It was quite beautiful Ditzy thought to herself, and she understood why the family loved this place so much.
Carrot knocked on the door again and stepped back.  Silently, Ditzy prayed that no one would answer the door. Under her breath, she began to pray. 
"To whoever is listening, could you please make it so the door doesn’t open? Please, let no one be home so I can just leave and forget about this whole stupid---"
But to her horror, the door slowly opened. Standing there, in all his shirtless glory, was Applejack’s big brother Big Macintosh. Her face turned red as she gazed up and scanned his chiseled chest with her eyes. Her legs told her run, but Carrot Top was still securely attached to her arm. Ditzy knew she had no choice but to suck it up and just get this meeting over with.
“Good, you’re here!” Carrot Top proclaimed while tugging at Ditzy. “You know my dear friend, Ditzy right?”
Ditzy gave Macintosh an extremely weak wave before averting her gaze again. 
"Yes, I remember you mentioning her,” Big Mac said. “You said she needed my help.”
“She sure does!” Carrot Top playfully pushed Ditzy right into Big Macintosh. “And you’re the only man for the job.”
Ditzy then began to feel dizzy, and while that was a normal feeling for her, this was a different kind of dizziness, of which she was not accustomed to. Her body felt like it was on fire, her mind raced, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t direct her eyes away from Mac’s chest. Hopefully, he wouldn't notice her bright red face.
“I’m sure I can help her. Shouldn’t be too hard with such a pretty little thing.”
Big Mac placed his fingers on Ditzy’s chin. Slowly, he forced her to stare into his deep, green eyes. They were utterly dreamy, and for a second, she felt all of troubles disappear. His smile was warm and inviting; she couldn’t find a single bad thing about him. While she had never really spoken to him before, Ditzy had always admired Big Mac’s strong, confident demeanor and never once had he ever snickered or gossiped about her.  In fact, being so close to him, she felt completely safe.
“Well I guess it’s time for me leave!” Carrot Top said.
“What?” Ditzy broke out of her stupor. “Wait, Carrot!”
“See ya later!” Carrot gave Ditzy a wink as she left.
"I am so going to kill her!” Ditzy whispered. I will kill her so hard that her corpse will still feel it. Even when she is dead, she will still feel pain!" 
After finishing her curses, she watched as Big Macintosh stepped aside and let Ditzy enter his house. Now inside of the house, Ditzy decided to look around. It was simple, but very inviting, with pictures of family members hanging on the walls. She looked closer at a picture of a young Big Mac holding a small baby in his arms. In in the picture, he is smiling down at the beautiful young baby, with the baby smiling back at him.
“Is that Applejack?” She asked, pointing to the picture
“Yep. She’s about three months there.” Big mac replied.
“Wow,” Ditzy continued to look at the picture. “It’s hard to believe she was ever that tiny.”
“She was super tiny,” Big Mac came up next to Ditzy. “She was born two weeks before she was due.”
“Really?” Ditzy looked at him with a surprised look on her face.
“Yep. Mama woke up, screaming bloody murder, and the next thing I know, we’re rushing to the hospital.”
“Wow.” She exclaimed. "I never knew that about Applejack." 
She stared at the picture for a few more seconds, when she then realized that Mac was staring at her. Was there something on her face? She reached up to see. 
“What is it?” She asked nervously. 
“Just admiring.” He replied.
Once more, Ditzy turned a bright shade of red. Normally, her everyday attire consisted of sweaters and baggy pants. When she wasn’t working, she could be found at home with Dinky. It wasn’t that she didn’t care take of herself, but Ditzy wasn’t one to follow or care about fashion. If she wore make up, it was almost always for special occasions. But here she was, dressed in a short, sparkly red dress picked out by Carrot, along with gold hoops, with matching heels and fish nets. She felt foolish, but according to her friend, this was important.
“I look silly, don’t I?” She said, trying not to look at him.
“Silly? Do you really think that?” Ditzy nodded, averting his gaze. “Who told you that you look silly?” 
“A lot of people. School mates, random ponies,” She bit her lip. “My ex-husband.”
Ditzy felt the tears coming. Oh don’t cry, she told herself. Not in front of him. He’ll never look at you with respect again! But it was so hard for Ditzy. Being around him, she felt like she was able to let her guard down without any worries. Being able to do so felt relieving to her, as it felt like she was tearing away a mask she had wearing for ages, and finally regaining a little more freedom. To her surprise, Big Mac turned her face towards his again. With a warm smile, he wiped away her tears.
“Those losers don’t know nothing,” He told her. “They’re blind to your beauty, inside and out. Besides, your eyes make you unique. Unique is sexy.” 
“You really mean that?” said Ditzy, with hope in her voice.
He nodded and she believed him. She doubted he would lie to her. In fact, she bet he couldn’t lie. Why was he so comfortable to be around? Maybe this crazy scheme wasn’t as bad as she thought it was. 
“Feeling better?” He asked her. She nodded. “Good. So, are you ready sexy?”
Once more, Ditzy felt her skin change hue. Yes, she did feel less nervous, but the actual ‘act’ still made her knees quake. It had been such a long time! Dinky was already seven! The last time she had been with a man was before she had been born. What if she had no idea what to do? What if she forgot everything she knew? What if a ravenous vulture came out of the trees and burst through the window while---
Big Macintosh leaned forward and gave Ditzy a kiss. First, she was shocked, but as he continued, she felt a strange sense of calm wash over her. What soft lips! She closed her eyes and returned the kiss. Big Mac placed his hands on her hips; Ditzy looped her arms around his neck. 
Her body started to quiver slightly. How long it had been since she had been in a man’s embrace? Oh, it had been ages!
They broke away from the kiss, Ditzy wearing a goofy grin. 
“Wow,” She giggled. “I—um—I mean---wow!” 
“I’ve gotten that before.” proclaimed Big Mac.
But before she could say anything else, Macintosh swept her off her feet. She quickly placed her hands around his neck again and watched as he began carrying her upstairs. All the while, she found herself inspecting his muscles. She knew he was fit but she had no idea he was this strong. Thinking, she began to wonder if any other parts of his anatomy were as strong. 
At the top of the stairs, Macintosh took a right and opened up the door to his bedroom. Once there, he set Ditzy down and then locked the door. It was becoming abundantly clear that Ditzy wasn’t going to be able to turn back. She nearly jumped when Macintosh wrapped his arms around her waist. She was about to speak when she felt his soft lips against her skin. 
“Oh!” She gasped. “Oh—wow.” 
With him so close, Ditzy could smell earth and apples. Macintosh’s hand caressed her body, his kisses growing harder. Ditzy tried her hardest to think, but it was becoming increasingly difficult. Suddenly, he spun her around and the two shared a passionate kiss. Becoming more and more aroused, she found herself wrapping a leg around him, and her hands on his chest. Macintosh’s hands reached then towards her back and searched for her zipper.
“W-wait!” Ditzy exclaimed s she pulled back. “Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, I really want you to think about this and---“
Before she could finish however, Macintosh forcefully pressed his lips against hers. Again, Ditzy’s mind became blank. Her hands caressed his buff chest, slowly heading down to his jeans. Fiddling around, she found the zipper. Simultaneously, the two zippers went down. Macintosh then slipped his fingers under the straps of the dress. With the straps moved off the shoulders, the dress slipped off and fell down to the ground, revealing the upper half of Ditzy’s body.  After the dress was off, she quickly discarded her shoes and fishnets. Macintosh followed suit, wriggling out of his boxers. After taking off her earrings, Ditzy then sat on the bed in her undergarments.
Macintosh joined her, getting into position. Once he was straddling her, his hands slipped into her bra. He found her breasts to be extremely supple and smooth. Ditzy reached back and unclipped her bra. Macintosh then proceeded to discard it, revealing her spheres in all their fleshy glory. 
Ditzy found herself blushing slightly, feeling somewhat exposed. She was somewhat sensitive about her cup size, but that didn’t seem to bother Mac. Playfully, he gave them a squeeze. Ditzy gasped and then moaned. Her body had been aching for this! 
Leaning down, Macintosh nuzzled her neck before planting kisses along it. His hands still groped at her breasts. Everything he did caused her to gasp or moan. She couldn’t stand it; It had just been so long! Wanting to please her even more, Macintosh gave one of Ditzy’s nipple a squeeze.
“Oh Mac!” She gasped. 
He then gave it another squeeze; again, she cried out. She became louder as he continued, his erection ready to burst through his pants. But he wasn’t finished with her lovely chest just yet. Getting closer, Macintosh traced one nipple with the tip of his tongue. Again, he heard her scream out in pleasure. Her breathing became quicker, sweat starting to roll down her body. He licked again, earning more pleasure filled gasps. Wanting to hear more from her, he then took his lips to the nipple and sucked.
“Oh yes!” She shouted. “Suck on me! Suck me dry!” 
"Wow," Big Macintosh thought to himself. She was rather naughty. Big Mac likes naughty behavior.
He then granted her request, his sucking becoming faster. She urged him on, her body growing hotter. Her inner walls itched, ready for him to enter. Faster he suckled, her nipples becoming harder and her body becoming sweatier. After the first nipple became nice and hard, Macintosh focused his attention on the other one. Ditzy grasped the bed sheets, her whole body screaming for more. 
“M-Macintosh,” She managed. “I need you—to—please, fuck me! It’s been so long! Please, take me!”
Mac stopped his sucking and gave her a grin; her dirty talk was such a turn on! Quickly he pulled down her panties and discovered her already moist womanhood. While he was ready and willing to screw her senseless, he decided to play with her a little more. He took his finger and shoved it in.
“OH!” Ditzy quivered. “Mac, what are you---“
Again, she couldn’t finish because she was too overcome with pleasure. She felt him gently caress her inner lips, his finger rubbing against them. She bit her lip, trying to suppress a moan but it was no use. Throwing back her head, she gave a loud, lustful moan. Hearing such a sound drove Macintosh for more. He removed his finger, but he wasn’t quite finished yet. With his tongue out, he went forward and began to lick.
“OH MY GOD YES!” She screamed. “YES, YES, YES!”
His tongue tickled her walls, sending shivers throughout her. He licked up her juices, sucking at the moist clit. Ditzy felt herself reaching a climax. Her grip on the sheets became tighter as it closed in. She felt his lips kiss her walls, sending her over the edge. Gasping, she arched her back and let her juices flow. Macintosh came up, licking his lips. He moved back up, his shorts ready to burst.
“You taste good.” He said in a low voice. 
“Oh Macintosh!” She threw her arms around his neck. “Please, just take me! Screw me like there’s no tomorrow! Make it so I can’t walk in the morning! I wanna be fucked!”
“Those are the magic words.”
They met for a sticky kiss but neither one cared. Finally, Macintosh removed his boxers to reveal his already erect member. Ditzy’s eyes went wide when she saw it. So that’s where he really got his name from. He managed to slide in gently thanks to her moistness.
“Mhmmmm,” Ditzy broke the kiss. “You’re so---thick!” 
“Thanks.
Then, he thrust inward. Ditzy felt her mind explode as every single cell of her body seemed to burst with pleasure. Oh, how she had missed this! She found herself rubbing her breasts and squeezing her nipples. She felt utterly fantastic but she needed more.
“Harder,” She whispered. “Fuck me harder.”
Macintosh picked up speed once he heard his lover’s urging. He watched as she fondled herself beneath him, his cock throbbing. He had never known she was such a bad girl; what a turn on! Her inner walls began to tighten around his member.  
“Harder!”
The faster he became, the more Ditzy screamed and touched herself. Sweat dripped down his face and he felt his muscle clench. He was almost there. The walls had almost entrapped his member. With a few more thrusts, he released himself. Ditzy squirmed about beneath him, her eyes closed but her lips wearing a smile of pleasure. Gasping, Macintosh pulled out and then collapsed next to her on the bed. Ditzy snuggled up next to him.
“Wow---“ Macintosh huffed for air. “I—mean---wow! That was---great! I mean, that was fantastic! I never knew you could talk like that.”
“And I never knew you could make love like that,” Ditzy caressed his chest. “Carrot was right, you are the master.”
“Thanks sugar cube,” He smiled at her. “Anything else you need me to do?”
“Yes,” She sat up, smiling at him. “Do me again.”
“Really?” Macintosh’s smile grew.
“Yes,” She said, lying on his chest. “I feel like I can still walk, so we’re not done yet. I want to not be able to move tomorrow. So, let’s fuck again.”
“Yes ma’am!”



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