> A Threesome with Lotus > by Badmiral Biscuit > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > The Next Morning > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- I woke up with a crick in my neck and a chill on my back.  I reached down, trying to hook the covers with a hind hoof, but instead came up hard against the arm of the couch. In a flash, last night came back to me.  I opened my eyes and saw a patch of brick-red fur directly under my muzzle.  The stallion was still there; Lotus was not.  The dawn light streaming through the window gave me a good idea where she’d gone; I felt a momentary pang of sympathy towards my sister. It was quickly shunted aside, though.  There was a stirring under my right foreleg, and a warm flash in my loins.  Some of the stallion was an early riser, and I intended to profit from it. I glanced down, and sure enough, I could see his dick swelling and elongating under my leg.  It just needed a little guidance -- I pulled my foreleg in towards my barrel, aiming it for my eagerly waiting mouth. I bent forward and gave his cock a tender kiss, before diving in.  I ran my tongue up and down his hardening shaft, circling the glans with gentle flicks of my tongue.  He still tasted like Lotus, and that made me lose what little restraint I had left.  My pussy was already dripping down my leg, and as much as I was enjoying having his dick in my mouth, I needed it in my cunt. No longer caring if I woke him -- and it wasn’t like he was going to complain -- I pulled myself up the couch, straddling him fully, sliding across his stiff member.  My nipples were hard enough to cut glass, and I sucked a breath through my teeth as they dragged across his fur. I wiggled my rump around until I could feel his cock pressing up against my pussy, then gently eased him in.  Between my saliva on his dick and my dripping cunt, he slid right in, and as I slid down his length, I jammed my muzzle against his and stuck my tongue in his mouth. His eyes flew open, and he stared at me in confusion, before he realized just where his dick was.  A moment later, he began thrusting, slamming himself deep into me. I came almost instantly.  Memories of the night before were still paying in my mind; that, coupled with his cock deep inside me and my nipples rubbing against his barrel pushed me over the edge faster than I would have thought possible. I finally pulled my tongue out of his mouth.  “Oh, Celestia, I needed that.”   I leaned back, pushing off the couch with my forelegs.  I could feel him trying to thrust, but with nearly my full weight on his hips, he couldn’t really accomplish much of anything. I gently ran a hoof across his barrel, playing with the soft ruff of fur, before slowly rising to all four hooves.  I could feel every inch of him sliding out of me; it hit his belly with a quiet slap when I was finally on my feet. “You’re not going to leave me like this,” he protested.  It was the first time I’d heard much more than grunts out of him. “I have to go to work soon,” I told him.  “Before I go to work, I have to take a shower.”  I ran my hoof up his trembling length, which was glistening wet.  “You should, too.  We’re both covered in sweat and spunk.” He looked down at his dick longingly before sighing deeply and rolling off the couch.  I had to stifle a giggle when he was on his hooves; his cock was still rock-hard, swaying between his hind legs.  I had a plan for it, but I wanted it to be a surprise. I led him to the small bathroom off the kitchen.  “You wait here,” I told him, while I reached into the shower and turned on the water.  I didn’t even need to feel the temperature; I’d had enough practice with the knobs to know exactly where they needed to be set. After the water had had a few minutes to warm up, I pointed to the shower.  He stepped in, pausing as the spray began to soak his coat.  Stallions always seem afraid of water; I don’t know why.  To watch them at the spa, you’d think there were sharks in the hot tub, the way they just dip a hoof in and wait before entering. As soon as his tail cleared the door, I nudged the door shut.  “Hey!” “There’s soap and a loofah in there,” I told him.  “Get yourself soaped up.  I’ll be in in a moment.  I’ve got to take a leak.” He muttered something, but I didn’t care to listen.  I could hear the tempo of the water changing as he moved about.  I squatted over the toilet, peeing for what seemed like forever before I was finally done.  My hoof stopped just short of the chain; if I flushed, I’d scald the poor stallion, and that wouldn’t fit in with my plans at all.  “Are you cleaned up yet?” I asked. “Mostly,” he muttered. I tugged the door open, and was promptly greeted with a cloud of steam and a soapy stallion.  I crowded in with him and pulled the door shut behind me.  I let the warm water play over my back, moaning with pleasure. With a quick flick of my hoof, I pulled my hairband down, letting it hang against my neck.  I shook my mane off to the side and moved back slightly, allowing the water to caress my sore neck.  He just stood against the wall of the shower, my loofah still in his mouth. I turned around and stood up, letting the water wash my belly clean.  I took Lotus’ loofah off the shelf and soaped it up then began scrubbing my belly.  “Be a dear and get my back, would you?” For a moment, I thought he wouldn’t, but then I felt a tentative pressure against my withers.  His motions were slow and clumsy, but I didn’t care.  He moved carefully around me, his motions less sure as the loofah began rubbing near the base of my tail. “Mmh, that’s good,” I told him.  “Can you move back a bit?  I need to rinse off.” “Where?” he muttered.  “This shower’s too small; my rump’s up against the wall already.” “Just stand up.” I turned as he was struggling to his hind hooves.  “You could hold on to the top of the stall,” I suggested.  He nodded, and wedged his forelegs in place.  As soon as I was satisfied that he was secure, I focused my attention on his dick.  It was right at muzzle level, kind of half-hard.   He saw where I was looking, but before he could say anything, I wrapped my lips around his cock and took the whole thing into my mouth in one shot.  There was a slightly bitter taste from the soap, but that didn’t bother me at all.  My muzzle was pressed right up against his barrel, and my tongue was licking the very end of his shaft and his balls. I could feel him growing hard in my mouth, his cockhead jammed at the top of my throat.  I let it push my head back slightly as it hardened, before pulling my head all the way back. I let the underside of the glans brush against my teeth lightly as I reached the tip of his shaft, taking a breath before I dove back in.  I let him slip down my throat, rolling my tongue across his balls again.  To give him a little extra push, I gently ran my hoof over his cutie mark, tracing the pattern in the fur. He was beginning to thrust, carefully so he didn’t lose his balance.  I kept deep-throating him until I felt the timing of his thrusts change.  He moaned as I pulled my head back, leaving him with just the tip of his dick being sprayed by the shower. I moved to his side, licking around the end of his sheath and up and down a few inches.  I kept my touch light and teasing, giving him a minute to cool down.  Then I was back on his dick like a starving parasprite, going down with enough enthusiasm to rock him backwards each time I reached the base of his shaft. I must have done that for a full minute, jamming his cock deep in my throat while I gently ran a hoof along one thigh, under his swinging balls, and down the other in a steady motion.  As I felt him clenching his hind legs, I backed off again, keeping my lips loosely clamped around him, my tongue lightly tracing up and down the veins on the bottom of his shaft. Once he’d moved back from the edge just a little, I slathered the tip of his dick with my tongue, while massaging the root of his shaft with a hoof.  He held out for longer than I’d imagined possible before he finally came.  I felt him twitch once, and then he was filling my mouth with cum.  I swallowed most of it before pulling my head back, leaving a small trail of saliva between his dick and my mouth. I stood on my hooves and kissed him deeply, letting his tongue clean up the cum I’d left behind.  As I leaned in closer, I felt his dick against my belly again, and he shivered all over from the touch of wet fur on his cock. I dropped back down and kissed him on the cutie mark before opening the shower door.  I held my tail high, making sure that he got an eyeful he’d remember. Lotus was going to be mad that I was late, but she’d just have to deal with it.