With the pleasure of the toy now buzzing a bit faster in her rear, Rainbow stared at the two guys on her bed. It was one thing to have watched Braeburn play with Spicy and quite another to watch him dominate her boyfriend. Without meaning to, she was rocking her hips so that the big rubber toy in her vagina rolled and shifted about inside her.
Getting closer and closer to his end, Braeburn turned to look at the whining girl on the floor. "If you can get out of those ropes, do it now and get on all fours for me." Much as he wanted to drag out something to reward her with, Braeburn only had so much stamina.
The command made Rainbow struggle more. Jiggling three of her hooves, she managed to get some slack in the rope around her right foreleg/arm. Wiggling and slowly drawing her hoof out, she felt excited at whatever was planned next.
Leaning forward, Braeburn pressed his mouth to Spicy's ear. "I'm going to yank out and finish in your girlfriend's ass. You don't get any stallion seed tonight." Planting one hand on Spicy's back, just below his wings, Braeburn was true to his word and pulled free of Spicy.
It was a near thing. The chill air on Braeburn's shaft almost sent him over the edge. Standing up beside the bed, he walked over to where Rainbow had just gotten both her back legs free of the rope and was getting her rump in the air. "Close enough." He grabbed her tail and hauled it up with one hand, the other grabbing the big vibe and pulling it from her ass.
With no further warning than that, Rainbow squealed in pure bliss as Braeburn shoved into her. She was lubed and ready for him, and he shoved forward and down so hard that she almost lost her footing. It only took him two thrusts deep into her bowels before she felt the hot rush of his seed inside her colon. Squirming, her body didn't need anything else to be shot into orgasmic bliss.
Feeling more than okay about how events played out, Braeburn pulled out of Rainbow while he was still firing, only to paint her blue rump with the last few ropes of his seed. "This is great. You even come with a wash-rag." Using Rainbow's tail, Braeburn cleaned himself off and turned back to the bed. "But I have more plans for your boyfriend."
Feeling used, Rainbow slumped to the floor and clenched down on her ass as hard as she could. Used, of course, was something she liked in the right circumstances, and those circumstances were unfolding around her in such a way that used felt very good indeed. Rolling to her side, she looked up at the bed as Braeburn yank on the leash attached to Spicy's collar. Her right forehoof drifted down between and behind her back legs, and Rainbow slowly rubbed herself out as she watched the two guys play.
"Come on, little pony, time for me to get a good feel for what you're packing." Giving Spicy a shove to the side, Braeburn knocked him over onto his side. Throbbing and hard between Spicy's legs was Braeburn's prize. "Gosh darned but that looks hot."
Spicy squirmed. Outside might lie his business, his obligations, his car, and all the things an adult human had to deal with, but in the bedroom at that moment he was a possession of another. Looking up, adoringly, he squirmed his hips to show off to Braeburn in the hope his dom would play with him.
"Sit up, kneeling." As he spoke, Braeburn adjusted Spicy's restraints so that he could move a bit easier, and man-handled him into the desired pose. "Now hold steady like that while I get you ready."
Upright, Spicy sat on the backs of his calves and tried to look as sexy as he could for Braeburn. It wasn't a hard sell given what was between his legs and how he felt—Spicy felt a wonderful mix of sexy-horny that had his shaft (that fully resembled that of a pony's) jutting out and up proudly.
A shiver ran down Spicy's spine, and he strained his wing muscles as Braeburn turned to him with a tube of lube and a hungry look on his face. Biting his lip, Spicy squirmed when Braeburn's big hands made contact with his shaft and started smearing him with slick lube.
At first Spicy struggled not to cry out, but when he noticed Braeburn didn't seem to be stopping the massage of his shaft, he finally let loose a moan and squeezed his eyes closed.
When Braeburn's lips pressed to his own short snout, Spicy reached up and around him to hold the bigger man while they kissed.
Normally Braeburn wouldn't be a fan of being hugged while topping, but kissing a pony—or someone that looked almost completely like a pony—was too much of a good thing to turn down. The soft fuzz and cute snout of Spicy was adorable to him. At last, though, he broke the kiss. "Let go and keep your back straight."
Folding his hands behind his back, Spicy took a deep breath and watched Braeburn turn around. He wanted to reach out and grab the big guy and pull him back, but Spicy was a good boy. Even when Braeburn missed with his first attempt at lining Spicy's shaft up, Spicy sat still.
Braeburn didn't miss a second time.
The broad, flat end of Spicy's shaft fairly covered Braeburn's anus. He had to lean down more than normal to get the flared tip to broach his sphincter, but when it did Braeburn felt it. Facing away from Spicy meant that his sub couldn't see Braeburn's face as he closed his eyes and concentrated on not moaning like a young stallion.
Okay, stud, now you have to put your colon where you mouth is, Braeburn thought, and then made note to write that down to use as a gag for later (then he vowed to write that joke down for later). With the throbbing, hard, and huge head of Spicy's dick inside him, Braeburn started to sink down.
The tightness around him made Spicy's hooves curl. As Braeburn settled down more of himself into Spicy's lap, he could no longer stop himself and reached out and around Braeburn.
"What did I tell you about hug—" Braeburn stopped before finishing his thought. Rather than hug him, Spicy's hands closed around Braeburn's shaft and started exploring. He wanted to tell his sub to stop and be good, but with several inches of horse cock in his butt, he was far too enamored of the situation to gainsay Spicy.
Braeburn's shaft was still slick enough from his time with Rainbow to let Spicy run his hands freely over it without any chafing. Sliding one hand down to cup Braeburn's balls, Spicy slowly stroked Braeburn back to full hardness after his release in Rainbow.
Only when Braeburn was rock hard again did he start to slide down Spicy's shaft further. Each inch of Spicy that pushed into Braeburn pushed the broad head deeper. Balanced on his feet and against Spicy's chest, Braeburn decided there was enough playing around and he leaned forward so Spicy was no longer holding him up.
"Fuuuuuuuuck!" Braeburn felt his rump connect with Spicy's crotch and that equine shaft shoved firmly inside him. Hilted, he sat in total bliss as his mind tried to catch up with what he'd done. There'd been a moment as he was falling that the flared tip had stroked over his prostate, and Braeburn knew that if he was going to ride this stallion, he'd be getting more of that than he'd be able to stand.
Biting her lip, Rainbow felt her body producing plenty of the chemicals that fueled that other part of her brain. Masturbation didn't sate that hunger for long, but the evening they were having together was so much more than just masturbation—even if that's what Rainbow was doing while she watched Braeburn bounce himself in Spicy's lap.
Driven to the edge of submissive bliss, Spicy held only Braeburn's shaft as he bounced, effectively jerking Braeburn off in time with his buggering. He felt huge, trapped inside Braeburn's tight rear and used to get his top off. Everything about the situation suited Spicy, and in his enthusiasm he started nuzzling around Braeburn's neck.
When it finally came, the hot rush in Braeburn's rear caused him to lose himself in the moment. He ground his rear down to Spicy's crotch and felt the swelling shaft press firmly on his prostate. There was no chance that Braeburn could hold back, and in Spicy's practiced hands he sprayed his own load onto the towels on the bed while every drop of Spicy's seed filled his rectum with delicious heat.
Climaxing at the sight of the two in a joined moment of passion, Rainbow Dash felt the physical and mental rush of climax thunder through her body like an electrical storm. She rolled around in place, her hoof still rubbing, while she squeezed her eyes closed and imagined the pair on the bed doing exactly what they were doing.
Panting and rocking his hips slowly on Spicy's thighs, Braeburn looked at the mess he'd made on the towel on the bed, then looked over at Rainbow on the floor. With one hand clamped to Spicy's thigh, Braeburn reached out and grabbed the towel to clean himself with.
Spicy watched as Braeburn cleaned himself and hefted the towel in one hand. "Oh no," was all Spicy managed to say as the towel was hurled through the air to land on Rainbow's head.
Darkness took Rainbow's sight away, but her nose started working overtime. It was like she'd just shoved her nose into someone's crotch—someone who was messy after sex. Reaching her hooves up to her face, Rainbow took long, deep breaths and let the scent pervade her senses.
"Spicy?" Braeburn's eyes were locked on Rainbow's form as she seemed to be content on absorbing his scent. "Is Rainbow hardcore into scents?"
"I didn't—didn't think so. Never really done that with her—I've never really done that myself." He was less focused on Rainbow and more on nuzzling and nibbling at Braeburn's neck and jaw. "You've done it before?"
"Nope. She just looked like she enjoyed the degrading stuff before. Figured I'd see if she liked th—Look at her!" Braeburn cut himself short as Rainbow pulled the towel slowly off her head. Her mane had several sticky patches, and there was a smear of Braeburn's seed across her face—matting her coat from one cheek, over her snout, and down the other. "Fuck. He wears that look well."
"He?" Spicy jiggled his hips a few times. With the session over for now, or just on hold, Spicy felt more playful than horny. "Her! Rainbow, I think Braeburn likes you!"
"Huh? What's up?" Despite pulling the towel off her head, Rainbow was still practically soaked in Braeburn's smell. "Is this some kind of rite of passage stuff? Marking your territory?"
"He called you 'he'," Spicy said with a giggle. "Rainbow and Braeburn, sitting in a tree, F U C K I N G!"
"Okay. We can't be friends anymore if he's going to be like this." Braeburn tried to turn to face Spicy, forgot he had the other guy's cock in his ass still, and had to bite back a whimper of pleasure as Spicy's tip pulled back and pressed into Braeburn's prostate.
"That looks intense. What's happening to him?" Rainbow, still holding the towel with one hoof, stood up and watched as Braeburn toppled sideways on the bed with Spicy following his movements. "So much for keeping my bed clean."