Outside.
Hot air.
Blazing sunlight.
Everything you could ever want on an expensive resort like this right at the tip of your fingers. Dusk adjusted his sunglasses, setting them comfortably on his nose to prevent the sun from boiling his retinas to a crisp. He glanced down at the map he held in his hands. It was a chunky piece of paper, folded out to be enormous as it detailed locations spread all across the island. It was an exaggeration to say this place had everything, but it was as close to that as you could get. Spas, gyms, theatres, water parks, theme parks, bars, restaurants, and everything inbetween dotted all over the massive compound.
Had he been a lesser stallion without as much experience inhaling massive amounts of data, he'd have been overwhelmed. But since he was a big boy with a big brain, Dusk was more than suited to figure this out. First things first: start the reconnaissance at the nearest location, make assessment, and then fan out from there. So, besides the dock, what was the closest thing to him?
A little slice of heaven known as Asmati Beach, according to that chunky map of his. There were small blurbs of text describing each location, and it painted Asmati as this white-sand, soft-sanded nirvana right next to the water front. It also mentioned the island's nudity clause didn't extend to that beach, as it was too close to the arrival port and would be in view of children and other young folk. Seeing as how he had no plans to flash the under-aged as of then, he didn't mind that as much.
If anything, it'd prevent him from getting distracted by every bouncing pair of jugs and swinging cock that wandered by. He'd probably get a lot done a lot faster if he wasn't burying his face in something's genitals every fifteen minutes. But knowing him and knowing the world around him, the chances of remaining unsexed for large stretches of time was as minimal and non-existent as his refractory period.
So, off to the beach it was then. He made his way out of the hotel's shaded entrance and down a smooth, concrete path. He admired how well-maintained the area was, lacking in any kind of litter or overgrow anywhere. The palm trees were trimmed to perfection, the grass seemed to be sheared down with trained precision, and the shining sun covered the spotless ground beneath his sandal'd feet with a beautiful warmth.
This place was a paradise, that was for sure.
The path went forwards quite a distance, going straight down to the port they'd arrived in. However, there was a wooden staircase off to the right it's own good distance down the path that would lead to the beach he was looking for. With a self-affirming nod, Dusk's slender legs carried him down the path to the wooden staircase.
The second his feet touched the sands below him, he flashed back to what Dash had said about the sand consistency. He could feel the extra effort it took with each step to move across the sand, his weight causing it to slide and move underneath him. It forced every muscle and sinew in his legs to work overtime just to keep him upright, and he felt that exertion immediately.
A short gasp of exertion escaped his lips, moving forward as best he could on the sand before getting the hang of it. He kept his eyes down on the map as he moved forwards, the beach being surprisingly empty for such an opportune hour and lovely day. He wondered if he was going out onto the beach at a time when it was closed, or if he hadn't been informed about some kind of seasonal shutdown or something.
A small glimmer of worry lit up in his stomach. He wasn't breaking any rules, was he? Surely if the place was closed, there'd be a sign or something like that, no? If it wasn't closed, what the hell else could be keeping so many people off such a lovely stretch of beach.
Thk, thk, thk
His ears perked up as he caught the faintest of sounds ahead of him, something cutting into the sand. Each noise sounded closer and closer, Dusk not even having time to look up before something blindingly fast and blindingly blue slammed its entire weight into his torso, knocking the wind out of him and sending him slamming down to the sand.
"Caught you lackin', cuz!" came the loud and proud screech from Rainbow, her hands pinning his wrists down onto the ground below them as she pressed her muzzle against his. "Too slow for me."
"Rainbow, please never do that again..." Dusk wheezed through a gritted muzzle, pain and annoyance rushing through him. "That scared me so badly I think that my testicles might have retracted."
"Fuck, I hope not," Rainbow smirked, planting her backside on his crotch as she sat up properly, crossing her arms over her torso. "Those big fuckers put the flavour in my favourite smoothie."
"As tact as always, I see," Dusk sighed, chucking his map aside on the sand and dropping his head, content to stare up at the clear blue sky.
"Hey, don't you pass out on me," Dash pouted, gently prodding him in the chest. "Stay with me, boyo."
"Then keep me with you," Dusk said, continuing to stare up at the sky.
"Okay then... how's this?" she asked coyly, using both hands to eagerly pull up the mid-riff exposing sports top she wore, exposing her pert nipples and near-non-existent breasts to the world around them.
"That..." Dusk sighed, rolling his eyes as he felt another pang of arousal hit his groin. "That works."
"Awesome," she winked, putting her chest away and quickly clambering off Dusk's crumpled body. "Now that I've got your attention... fancy training with me for a while?"
"No," came the short and curt reply from Dusk, getting to his feet and dusting himself off.
"Oh, c'mon," she pouted, her beautiful eyes narrowing into a heated glare. "You always say you don't wanna train with me and then end up having fun when you do."
"That's mostly because after you're finished abusing me with whatever psychopathic training regime you've cooked up, we fuck as a warm-down," Dusk shrugged, stuffing his hands in the pocket of his shorts.
Rainbow crossed her arms and huffed loudly, rolling her eyes before turning her attention back to her friend.
"Sometimes I only think you hang out with me for my body."
"What, and you don't do the same thing to me?" Dusk cackled, his eyebrow cocking as he spoke. "Half the time you and I spend together is with my dick in one of your holes."
"Yeah, but that's only because stallions are outnumbered six to one," Rainbow shrugged. "A hunk with a cock as fat as yours needs to be used by mares like me to fight off the vapors, you know?"
"You could just get a sex toy to do the same thing, you know?" he retorted.
"Why would I waste money on that-" Rainbow began, gently grabbing hold of Dusk's shirt and pulling him close, locking lips with her femme friend-with-benefits and sliding her tongue into his eager mouth.
She then clapped a hand to his groin, squeezing and massaging his rapidly-growing cock with a trained expertise, knowing exactly what to do to get him going.
"-when I've got this big bastard here, ready to use whenever I want?" she finished, breaking apart from him with a heavy blush on her cheeks. "So whaddaya say, handsome? I've already got my morning workout in on the sand... wanna skip straight to the warm-down?"
"Rainbow..." Dusk sighed, lowering his eyes for a brief moment before chuckling to himself. "If I ever say no to that, please kill me. Because I'm clearly already dead!"
"Alright!" Rainbow exclaimed ecstatically, throwing herself into a back-flip and landing in a low crouch, eyes wide and alight with excitement. "Let's fucking go!"
"Well, we're not gonna do it here, obviously," Dusk said with a raised finger.
"You turning chicken on me, boy?" Rainbow asked mockingly. "Since when has the mighty Dusk Shine cared about someone watching him dick his whores down?"
"Since the 'mighty' Dusk Shine doesn't wanna get kicked out of the island resort he spent a small fortune on getting him and his friends to before he's even been there for five minutes," Dusk responded in a stern tone.
"That's not the attitude you had when I watched the Zebrica soccer team run a train on you last year at the World Cup celebration," Rainbow chided.
"Hey, I was drunk off my ass on AJ's moonshine and could barely tell which way my legs were facing," Dusk pointed out.
"True, you do tend to turn into a raging homosexual whenever you get drunk," the blue-hued Pegasus giggled behind her hand.
"You're hardly one to talk," Dusk retorted. "I seem to remember finding you in bed with the entire Manehattan swim team with as much alcohol in you as the cunts of the mares you'd dare to stuff wine bottles up there."
"Hey, I'm not complaining, judging, or denying any of that," Dash smirked, rubbing her nose playfully at Dusk. "I think I enjoyed watching eleven Zebra boys pounding every hole you've got on you almost as much as you did. Probably even more, honestly. I rubbed myself raw for days after watching that."
"Shame I don't remember most of it," Dusk shrugged. "I've been told I really enjoyed that."
"Oh, I can tell you with one hundred percent certainty, you had the time of your life," Rainbow nodded with finality, clapping her hands together and gesturing to the treeline. "Since you've turned into a big, wimpy pussy after getting here, how about he duck off behind the treeline and get some noise complaints made already?"
"And if we get caught?" Dusk asked apprehensively.
"I don't remember reading a rule about not being allowed to fuck in the trees," Rainbow smirked.
"That's because you never read the resort's rules webpage," Dusk countered.
"Exactly," she winked. "So how was I supposed to know?"
Dusk was silent for a brief moment, eyeing up his lover-of-the-hour with utter disgust before turning her around by the shoulder and giving her a mighty wallop against her thick, firm, and muscular ass to get her moving.
"Oh, baby, save the bruising until you've got your cock in me, please!" she cackled. "I'm a fragile little mare, after all."
"Just shut up and get over there already," Dusk grumbled under his breath. "Before I head back to the hotel room and see what AJ's up to."
Dash, like a good and fragile little mare, hurried behind the treeline and out of sight of any passer's by. Once the two were sure they were alone and off the beach, they set on each other like a back of wild dogs. Dusk, eager to get his payback, tackled Rainbow to the ground, pinning her toned body underneath his weight.
"Tear it off," she grunted as he placed his hands against her tits, feeling the lycra material between them. "Rip them to shreds."
He did as ordered, viciously tearing away the flimsy material and exposing Rainbow's board-flat torso to his hungry gaze. His hands slid down her body, finding their way to her shredded abdomen as quickly as his tongue found its way to one of Dash's nipples.
"That's it..." she exhaled through gritted teeth, fingers clamping onto Dusk's head. "Show your flat little slut exactly what you love about her."
"Take your shorts off," he growled in a hungry voice.
"Do it yourself," she snapped back quickly, daring him to get even more forceful. "We're gonna do bad things here, Dusky... be mean to me..."
Again, wasting no time, Dusk's magically-enhanced strength made short work of Rainbow's clothing. The sound of tearing fabric lit up the quiet afternoon skies, the two of them feeling the heat of the sun beat down on them about half as harshly as the heat boiling between them.
Dusk didn't ask to open Dash's bare legs once her clothing was gone, instead forcing them open and grinding his waist against her rapidly-wetting cunt. The purple Alicorn's hand moved away from Dash's stomach, finding its way to her mouth. Her forced her jaw open with his fingers, using the flat of his thumb to rub and massage her tongue as she stared up at him. Slow, soft, and repeated gyrations of his clothed crotch against her lower lips sent sparks flying through Rainbow's entire body. Her back arched, her breathing shook, and her legs trembled with excitement.
"Get it wet," she mumbled past his thumb, sucking gently on it as she stared down at the friction between the two of them.
"Don't tell me what to do," Dusk growled back, fingers gently curling around her throat as he continued to massage her tongue.
"Oh yeah?" she challenged. "What're you gonna do about it?"
Dusk didn't answer verbally. He instead prized Rainbow's jaw open even further, her soft and wet tongue glistening in the sunlight, before he spat in her mouth. Immediately afterwards, he locked lips with his quivering little whore, pressing his chest against her body as she wrapped her arms around his waist.
He owned her with his tongue, pressing his larger organ against hers and swilling his own spit around her mouth. Rainbow's eyes rolled into the back of her skull at this point, the heat of her cheeks being something Dusk could feel on his own. He thrusted violently and suddenly, the rough material of his shorts rubbing against Dash's petals and making her back arch again at the sensation.
His other hand pinned her stomach down, locking her in place as he did it again, and this time harder. Her body rocked a second time, the pegasus cursing into his mouth as he drove her crazier and crazier with each passing moment. With a bolt of magic and a short grunt, Dusk used his power to pin Dash's waist to the ground with a glowing band.
With his other hand free, he skirted his groin away from hers and simply drove his fingers into her sopping wet cunt. She screamed into his mouth at this gesture, three fingers going down to the last knuckle in her boiling wet cove almost deleting her consciousness. His repeated the same, slow, hard, and hard thrust of those fingers, pulling back just enough for her to miss feeling full before slamming his hand back into her snatch.
"You like that?" he asked, his tongue running along her neck, gently suckling her soft, sweating skin.
Dash didn't respond cohesively, her words coming out as a spit-drowned gargle of pleasure and adrenaline. The sensation of getting finger fucked was almost as much of a turn on for the azure slut as the concept of getting caught while it happened. Dusk's vigorous abuse of her cunt didn't slow down or falter now that Dash was free to scream. Her voice carried high and loud into the air, disturbing the birds and more than likely the holiday makers nearby.
If either of them gave a shit about either of those things though, Dash would be getting her cunt reamed by Dusk's soaked fingers somewhere with a lockable door and soundproofing.
"I'm gonna cum," Dash groaned, squeezing hold of Dusk's sweat-soaked body almost hard enough to merge with him.
The dominating stallion once again returned his mouth's attention to Rainbow's non-existent tits. His tongue lashed, lathered, and lapped at her chest, short and eager nipples getting enough attention to send what felt like a bolt of electricity through her body every time Dusk so much as exhaled on them. The heat between them was mind-boggling at this point, sweat and sexual fluid clinging to the both of their bodies as they continued their romp.
The stallion decided that both he and his bitch had been through enough warming up, and that it was time for the main event. With a silent nod, Dusk used his magic to remove his clothing, sending it away and exposing his fat, throbbing cock for his mare to drink in.
"Ohhhh..." Rainbow purred as Dusk's meat throbbed against the inside of her thigh, spurting and splattering pre-cum all over her cunt. "You haven't even washed off Rarity's lipstick..."
Dusk nodded with a loud, animalistic groan, kissing Dash's spasming mouth once again before righting his position. He slid his hands underneath her thighs and locking them under her knees. With a brief grunt and a small heave, Dusk pinned Rainbow's legs by her ears, seeing her blush brighten and her temperature skyrocket yet again as she realised what he was about to do to her.
"Give it to me..." she begged, holding her arms out in desperation for me. "Fuck me full, baby."
Dusk wasted no time obeying that specific command. He curled his fingers around the base of his cock, guiding the womb-smasher to Dash's boiling, sopping entrance with a smug smirk on his face.
"You ready to get broken?" he asked playfully.
"I was ready the minute you pinned me to the floor," she responded through gritted teeth. "Show me why I'm yours, baby."
With that, Dusk rammed himself from tip to base into Dash's boiling cunt, being rewarded with the most beautiful scream he'd ever heard her make. As much as his ego swelled and his cock throbbed at the sound of it, he didn't need her to be that loud. He clamped his hand over her mouth, silencing her as he began to fuck that eager cunt of hers in the way she loved so much.
He held nothing back, going from inch one to inch fifteen with each stroke, feeling that gorgeous pussy clamp down around his cock as he vicious fucked Dash's brain out onto the ground beneath them. He could tell from the look in her eyes, she was completely gone. Her magenta gaze was nowhere, lost between realms and unfocussed on anything except the mind-melting pleasure her sweltering quim was transferring to her.
Her breath was ragged and heavy, her inhales being interrupted with each mighty thrust of the femboy's hips, smashing his cock past her cervix over and over again. The pre dripping from his cock had already filled up her womb, nothing more than a meagre prelude to the flood that would come as soon as Dusk's pleasure reached its peak. Dash had gone entirely limp, mind vacant and instincts non-existent as the love of her life raped her into her dirt.
If breathing wasn't an automatic response, she'd have died then and there in the greatest pleasure a mare could feel. Her pussy felt like oiled velvet, tight, wet, and clinging to Dusk's throbbing cock like a jealous, selfish lover. He removed his hand from her mouth and grabbed hold of her shoulders, pinning her down even harder as his womb-shattering mating press began to take a toll on his physicality. His breathing became strained, his own abysmal cardio making this four times harder than it needed to be.
He wasn't going to keep this up much longer, the sensation of truly dominating a mare as beautiful as Rainbow Dash alone was enough to make him cum his heart out, nevermind the pleasure brought on by her physical form. Dusk gritted his teeth, feeling his orgasm approaching as he looked at his lover's slacked, blissed out features. The torrent was about to arrive, and there wasn't a single thing on this world that was going to make it stop.
"Well..." came the sudden, yet familiar, voice behind him. "Aren't you being a naughty little boy."
Dusk's eyes widened just as he went over the edge, cum spurting from the tip of his cock like a ruptured fire hydrant. Rainbow's womb was filled in a matter of seconds, his cock drowning in its own glue-thick pool of cum before her tight, toned stomach began to swell after no more than a single spurt.
Dusk would've felt panic surge through him as a pair of arms wrapped around his torso and a pair of enormous, heaving breasts was pressed into his sweaty back.
"This isn't the adorable little stallion I used to bathe all those years ago, is it?" came the familiar voice in his ear, gently planting a kiss on the furred tip of it after speaking. "But I have to admit... this is definitely more exciting than watching you play with ducks..."
"C..." Dusk stuttered, barely able to think through his mind-melting orgasm. "Cadance?"
"I'm here, my dear Dusky..." came the loving purr from his former babysitter, her pink muzzle leering into the corner of his vision with a lewd, perverted smirk on it. "But don't think about me... think about breeding your best friend... then come find me at Iguana's Rest. We'll be waiting..."
"I..." Dusk began, feeling a rush of heat wash over his entire body as Cadance's form suddenly disappeared from behind him.
Again, he couldn't think through his orgasm, his hands touching Rainbow's gloriously pregnant-looking belly and feeling her skin stretch and expand under his soft fingertips. Sooner or later, he was bound to stop... and then he'd find out exactly what Cadance was up to. But for now...
Breeding his best friend...