> Three's a Dream
>  by Royal Brony
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> Three's a Dream
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	The moon’s gentle light joined the light of the stars as they fell across Ponyville and softly illuminated it in a peaceful glow.  Most of the inhabitants had gone to bed.  But a select few were still awake.  Two of them in particular lived in the Carousel Boutique.  From the outside, the establishment looked completely shut for the night.  However, if one were to look closely, soft light emanated from one of the upper windows from around the curtains.

Rarity moaned and gasped daintily as her husband thrust into her slowly.  He was taking his time with a simple pace, putting meaning into each thrust.  His snout traced her neck and jawline with kisses.  He stopped to nibble in her neck, his long draconic tongue also coming into play.  His scaled fingers moved up and down Rarity’s body, caressing her lovingly.    

Her husband, of course, was none other than Ponyville’s resident dragon, Spike.  As many of the town’s denizens knew, Spike was madly in love with Rarity.  The only issue was his age.  Nopony knew much about dragons or their life-cycle.  But living with Twilight had matured him more than all the ponies his age.  Time had also been kind to his body.  He now stood taller than all his friends, except for Big Macintosh of course.  

It was during the time when he would have been a teenager that Rarity had given him a chance.  His childhood crush upon her had matured into an undying love.  And Rarity had seen that.  He was one of her closest friends and she loved him as so.  But as time went on, she began to grow fonder on him.  So when he mustered up the courage to ask her out, she happily said yes.

One date turned into many.  From those many walks, picnics, and dinners; a strong relationship formed.  It was not too long before the wedding bells chimed.  It was a happy and joyous occasion.  Twilight’s eyes had watered as she watched her little brother take the next big step of his life.  Of course Twilight’s parents, Shining Armor, and Cadence were there as well.  Spike had always been family to them.  Pinkie was in charge of arranging the ceremonies and had done a wonderful job as usual.  She was especially ecstatic about this wedding though.  Even Rainbow Dash got a little emotional.

The marriage itself was conducted by none other than Princess Celestia herself.  She had raised Spike when he had been hatched, before giving him to Twilight.  She was just as much a parent to Spike as Twilight’s were.  One could hear the same joy in her voice that everypony in attendance carried when she officially declared the bond between Spike and Rarity.
And as Spike looked out upon the crowd and saw all his family and friends that were so happy for him, and then looked at the mare before him who he had pined after for so long, he felt the happiest that he had ever been.  Rarity, the love of his life, was his bride.  So when he was told he may kiss her, he wasted no time.

The afterparty had been a loud and joyous affair.  Drink and food flew freely and the dance floor was always filled.  Congratulations to the bride and groom rang out over and over.  Eventually it was time for the lucky pair to head off for their honeymoon.  They were given more than a few wishes of luck from the rowdier crowd as their carriage took off.

Their first time had been awkward, as it always is.  Neither had ever given themselves to another.  But now they belonged to each other.  And the love and passion that they had for one another outweighed any awkwardness that was found.

Back in present times, Rarity let out a loud gasp as Spike put more force into his thrusts.  Several years into the marriage, they knew how to please each other like nopony else.  But they were always searching for more ways.  Spike knew just how Rarity liked it.  Passionate and loving.  Working as a hired hand on Sweet Apple Acres had toned his body and made him more athletic.  Being cradled in his strong arms while he pounded her was bliss for Rarity.  Though that wasn’t the only thing.  Due to Spike’s draconic nature, he had certain “advantages”.  His long, serpentine tongue could reach farther than a pony’s could.  His fingers were more dexterous than a hoof and could fit into tighter places.  And then there was his penis.  Or rather, his penises.  Spike had been gifted with reptile biology, and thus, two penises.  Rarity tried not to be petty, but she couldn’t help but brag to herself that there was no better love-maker than her dear Spikey-Wikey.  No other stallion could pleasure their mare like Spike could her.  Though, she was a little biased.

This was mostly due to her current position.  She lay on her side, Spike spooning her.  He had buried a member into both her marehood and her tailhole.  His thrusts came harder and faster.  One hand softly stroked her belly while the other moved lower to toy with her love button.  The nibbles on her neck moved to a soft bite at the intersection between it and her shoulder.  Spike had discovered this to be one of her weak points.  With a girlish moan, Rarity’s inner walls contracted and more of her mare juice was produced, coating Spike’s genitals.  With a grunt, he came inside her.  After a moment, both their contractions seized.  They lay panting in the afterglow.  Spike idly ran his claws through Rarity’s messy mane, smoothing it out and attempting to make it more presentable like she liked it.
Rarity Spoke after a moment of silence.  “You certainly know how to make a lady feel loved Spike.”  

He nuzzled her.  “I’m never going to let you forget it, my little marshmallow.”
 
She smiled at his pet-name for her.  “Tonight was especially nice darling.  As was yesterday.  The candlelit dinners, reading and cuddling with me by the fire, and not to mention this wonderful sex.  You do realize our anniversary isn’t until Friday, right?  It’s only Tuesday after all.  Though I wouldn’t complain to the week-long pampering.”

Spike chuckled.  “Just getting a head start.  It’s almost been three years with you.  I couldn’t think of a better way to celebrate than by showering you with all the love you deserve.”

An evil smirk hidden to Spike formed on Rarity’s face.  “Is that really all you could think of?”  She rolled to face him and giggled at the look of horror on his face.  “Merely joking dear.  Your love is all I need.”

Spike breathed a sigh of relief.  “You had me going for a sec Rares.”

“I’m not the only one in this relationship that can tease you know.”  She rested her head into his shoulder.  “So, I was thinking we do something special for our anniversary.  Perhaps a certain fantasy?”

Spike raised an eyebrow.  “Is that so?  I’m more than willing to let you tie me up again.”

“As tempting as that sounds, I was thinking more along the lines of your fantasies.  You always let me have my way with you, but never have you asked me to do something that big for you.”

Spike wrapped hugged her close.  “You are my fantasy Rarity.  You’re all I need.”

“Oh you big mushy lizard you.  But surely you must have something?”

Spike looked away guiltily, his cheeks reddening.  “Well...there is one thing.”

“Oh?”  Rarity looked at him expectantly.  There was a mischievous glint in her eyes as she pressed him to unveil his desires.
Spike mumbled something, his face getting even redder.

“What was that darling?  I’m afraid you’ll have to speak up.

“Threesome.”  Spike whispered.

Rarity had heard him, but pressed a little more.  “Didn’t quite catch that.”

“A threesome!”  Spike blurted out.  “Don’t get me wrong I still love you more than life itself but I’ve wanted to try it forever but ohmygoshyoumighthatemenow…”  His embarrassed ramblings were cut off by a kiss.  Rarity’s lips lingered on his before breaking off.

“There there Spike, don’t be so embarrassed.  I know you’ll always love me and won’t be leaving me for another mare.  Plenty of males have thought about having a ménage à trois.  It’s a perfectly normal fantasy.”

        Spike breathed another sigh of relief.  “Thanks Rares.  That was almost two heart attacks tonight that you saved me from.  Though the first one was kinda your fault.”

“Well we can’t have your heart failing now, can we?  Especially when you’ll have two mares to please.”

Spike did a double take on her words.  “I...wha...huh?  You mean it?”

“Of course Spikey-Wikey.  Plenty of couples experiment with more partners in bed.  If it’s something you want to try, and for our anniversary no less, then I’m all for it.  So who’s the lucky mare?”

“Oh, um, well...I hadn’t really thought about it.  But I did read one of those articles from your magazines.  It mentioned that starting with close friends was good.  Ponies that you could trust and felt comfortable showing your intimate side to.”

“I’ll save the fact that you read one of my magazines for later.  I think those are good ideas.  We can rule out Twilight off the bat, she’s related.  Fluttershy possibly?  She and I are such good friends.”

“I dunno, asking her to join us in bed.  Coaxing her to do it might take more time than just a few days.  How do we even know if she likes mares?”

“Our mare talk in the spa is very private and personal.  That is all you need to know.  But you’re probably right with her.  Do you have any ideas?”

“Maybe Rainbow Dash?  If she’s telling the truth about all her one night stands, she plays for both teams.  And she seems to know what she’s doing.”

“Good points.  But I fear she would boast about our rendezvous.  I’d rather keep our bedroom activities private.”

“Fair enough.  How about Pinkie?  I think she loves everything.”

“It does seem that way.  But she may be a bit much for us, especially since we’re just now experimenting.”

“Yeah, I can see that.  I guess that leaves Applejack?”  

“She would be the one to keep private matters private.  And she doesn’t seem like she would be too much in the bedroom.  But I don’t even know if she likes mares.”

“Yeah I guess so.”

“Don’t feel down Spikey.  We will live out your fantasy.  Even if it’s a little late for our anniversary.”

“You’re the best, my little marshmallow.”

“As are you, precious scales.”

        They drifted off to sleep, limbs entangling one another.  There dreams were filled with one another, but both dreamt of mysterious mares sidling up next to them.  Needless to say, they slept very well.

 

As the next day’s morning sun began to peek through the curtains, Rarity awoke to the familiar sound of her alarm clock.  She used her magic to reset it and sat up in bed.  She let out a quit yawn and looked over to her snoring husband.  He usually got up a few minutes after her.  But perhaps she could “encourage” him?  Yes, she thought , with a mischievous smirk.  She’d help him get up faster and repay him for his increased affections.

Spike was enjoying a lovely dream where Rarity and another mare were servicing him.  He could almost feel Rarity’s tongue languidly lapping at one of his shafts while a hoof gently stroked the other.  His dream melted away, but the scene before his eyes didn’t change.  Rarity lay between his legs.  Seeing that he was awake, Rarity purposefully looked him in the eyes and gave one of his members a slow lick from base to tip.  “Good morning sleepyhead.”

“Good morning yourself beautiful.”  Spike was enjoying his morning already.  They usually didn’t fool around until the shower, as Rarity got out of bed before him.  “What’s with the little wake-up call?  Not that I’m complaining.”

“I’ve decided to give you a little thank you for your recent boost in affections my dear.”

“You don’t have to do that, I was only doing what any loving husband would do.”  He began to sit up so he could give her a hug, but a hoof on his abdomen forcefully pushed him down.

“I insist.  You really should learn to be grateful you know?  I suppose I’ll have to punish you.”

“Yes ma'am.”  Spike immediately silenced any objections.  He knew that tone of voice well.  Rarity was in her dominatrix mood.  She didn’t seem too serious right now, but she was definitely taking charge.  Despite the fact that he could easily overpower most ponies, he loved the feeling of being at Rarity’s mercy.  There was nopony else with whom he’d trust his well being to.  So when she got dominant, Spike happily submitted.

        Rarity smiled at his obedience.  “Good boy.  Perhaps this will teach you to be more grateful in the future.  When your loving wife wants to take care of you, it’s best to let her do so.  Now then…”  She lay her head in his lap.  One hoof idly stroked one member while her cheek rested against the other.  “What to do with these?”

        It was from many moments like these that Spike had learned the right answer.

“Anything you want.  They belong to you and you have complete sovereignty over them.”

“Right you are darling.  I could just leave them this way, but I’m feeling a tad more generous.  I suppose you’d like me to play with them?”

“Yes ma’am.  I would be ever so grateful.”

“Learning already are we?  Very good.  I suppose you’ve earned a treat.”

        She turned her face so that her lips pressed against his member.  Her hoof stroking the other one gained more purpose.  She moved her lips up and down his shaft, the tip of her tongue dragging along ever so lightly.  She reached the head and daintily kissed it before encircling it with her tongue a few times.  She smiled at his sharp intake of breath.  Her tongue traced over his member, giving it a coat of saliva.  Once she was satisfied with her work, she moved on to the next one.  Soon both his members glistened with her saliva.  Spike was panting, yearning for her touch.

“You’ve been a good boy Spikey-Wikey.  You let mama do her work without interrupting.  That means it’s time to start the good stuff.”

        She took the head of his lower member and began to gently suckle on it.  The other she worked with her hooves.  After a while she moved her head lower, taking in a little more of him.  She slowly bobbed her head over the top half of his member, occasionally stopping to suckle on it.

Spike gripped the sheets tightly and tried not to squirm.  Her ministrations were skillful.  She was purposefully going slow as well.  Normally he could keep his composure during her teasing.  But he had just woken up.  His brain wasn’t active enough to summon the willpower to endure it.  He tried to stop it, but he couldn’t stop his hips from bucking upward in attempt to fit more of himself into her mouth.  He tried to shove out a hasty apology.

“I’m so sorry Rarity, I didn’t mean t-ah!”

        His apology was short lived.  Rarity currently held the head of one of his members between her teeth.  She applied no pressure, but she let it sit there.  After making sure he had gotten a good look, she removed her mouth.  

“What happened to my gentledrake?  Are my skills not good enough for you?”

“Nothing like that!  I just lost control, please forgive me!”  

        He knew she wasn’t really mad, but he had to keep up the act.  And she liked it when he begged.

“I suppose I can forgive you.  If you tell me what you want me to do, that is.” 

“I want you to make me come, please!”  He pleaded

“Hmm, is that really what you want?  I’m not convinced.”

“Please make me come Rarity!  You’re absolutely amazing and I need your touch!”

“Only because you asked nicely.”  She giggled.

        In one swift motion her head descended and she swallowed most of his lower member.  Both of her front hooves began clopping his other one.  Spike threw back his head and groaned as she bobbed her head up and down his shaft.  Soon she was taking the whole thing in and out.  Spike was getting close.  He decided to warn her, lest he face the consequences.

“Ah!  Rarity!  I’m almost there!”

She didn’t reply.  Instead, looking him squarely in the eyes, she shoved the entirety of his member down her throat.  She let her throat muscles try to swallow him, providing great pleasure to him.  She took the other member and pointed it towards her face, clopping furiously.  The combination of her deepthroating and clopping him finished him off.  With a mighty groan, he came.  His hot seed shot directly down her throat and all over her face.  To her credit, she waited until he had finished before removing her mouth from him.  After taking a moment to catch her breath, she used her magic to clean the cum off of her face.

“While that was a rather nice breakfast you provided for me, I think I’ll need something more substantial to fill me up.  Would you be a dear and cook us up something?”

Spike lay back in a daze.  She had that effect on him.  “Whatever you wish, your highness.”

Giggling, she said  “Whatever I wish, hmm?  Well, all this playfulness has gotten me so very aroused.”  She rolled on to her back and spread her legs, exposing her moist lips.  “If only there was a handsome and loving gentledrake to relieve me.”

        No sooner had she finished her sentence than Spike had gotten between her legs.  His claws gently kneaded and massaged her inner thighs while his tongue traced around her lips.

        “Always so eager to eat me up.  I guess dragons really do enjoy the taste of pony.”

        “Only because you’re so sweet.” He responded.  He placed his snout against her marehood.  He swirled his tongue over her puffy lips before pushing it inside.  It’s flexibility allowed it to move against her clit and penetrate her at the same time.  Alongside his tongue, he gently pushed in a finger.

        Rarity let out her moans that Spike had become accustomed to.  Even after hearing them so many times, he loved the sound of them dancing across his ears.  He picked up the pace, the blush on Rarity’s face clearly visible through her white coat.  As more and more of her juices leaked out from her puffy pussy, Spike lapped them all up.  He didn’t dare let a drop go to waste.  A second finger joined the first.  He felt her inner walls accept it by clamping down on it and trying to draw it deeper inside.

        “Oh Spike!  Mama’s coming!”

        His work spoke for itself.  His attentions on her marehood caused her to writhe in pleasure as she came hard.  Spike helped her ride out the orgasm and made sure to clean up any mess made.  After licking up all her juices, he crawled up her body and planted a kiss on her lips.  She returned it and forced her tongue inside his mouth.  After a moment of frenching, they stopped just to cuddle.

        “I could spend all day just laying here with you Rarity.”

        “So could I Spike.  But we have to work.”  She rolled out of bed and stretched.  She made sure to sway her derriere alluringly to provide any extra motivation necessary.  Spike was out of bed pretty fast.

        From there they carried on with their normal morning routine.  Rarity performed her aerobics and yoga, while Spike did a lot of cardio and muscle building.  They were both very fond of the idea of staying healthy.  Afterwards, they took their shower together.  Since they had already spent time fooling around earlier, they couldn’t waste anymore time.  However, that didn’t stop a few stray hooves and claws from groping backsides.

        In the kitchen, Rarity was reading the morning paper while Spike cooked breakfast in the pink apron she loved seeing him in.  The smell of food reached her nostrils as a plate of scrambled eggs and hay bacon was placed before her.  Smalltalk was exchanged as they ate their peaceful breakfast.  When they were finished, they put their plates in the sink and started the day’s work.

        Rarity’s work in fashion had certainly made a name for herself.  She designed ensembles for many a famous celebrity.  Spike didn’t have her talent, nor did he claim to.  However, all the time as her assistant had paid off.  He had basic fashion knowledge and was able to help her with simple tasks.  He was also able to inspire her, as she took in all his critiques; both the good and the bad.  Not only that, but he could read her like nopony else.  In tandem, they were an effective duo.  They needed to hardly speak a word together as they worked.  

        After several hours, Rarity noticed that it was close to noon.  “Almost time for lunch Spike.  Tell you what, I’ll make lunch if you pick up some supplies I’m needing.”

        “Sounds like a plan dear.”  He gave her a peck on the cheek and grabbed the list of items that she had made the day before.  

        The walk to the crafts shop had been uneventful and he’d made good time.  As he made his way through the aisles, he found himself in the back of the store comparing fabrics.

        “It’s a good thing they label all of these.”  He mumbled to himself.  “I still can’t tell all of these reds apart.  It just looks all red to me.  Which one is scarlet?”

        “One would think your eyes would have grown more keen after having lived with fair Rarity for so long.”

        Spike jumped in surprise.  He hadn’t heard anypony walk up on him.  He turned around to see none other than Princess Luna.

“Greetings Spike.  How do you fare on this day?”  

“I’m fine, thanks.”  He knew this was probably no chance meeting.  What would Luna be doing in an arts and crafts store anyway?  “How are you?  And if you don’t mind me asking, what brings you around here?”

“I am well.  No doubt you are curious about my being here.  While I enjoy the arts, this not quite my forte.  No, I came here to have a word with you.”

“What’s the matter?  I take it that it’s something really important, right?”

“On the contrary, it is not.  My sister and I consider you and your friends dear to us.  Due to our responsibilities, we do not interact as much with you all as we would wish to.”

“That sounds like fun!  I can get Rarity to help coordinate with Twilight and get all our friends togeth…”  He was silenced by a hoof to his mouth.

“While I do mean what I said, I thought I might start with something more private.”

“Huh?”  Spike questioned after the hoof was removed from his mouth.

“Tell me Spike, what were your dreams like last night?”

Spike wasn’t sure what to think.  She walked through dreams all the time!  Did she see his last night?  Why was that important?  “Well, I dreamt of Rarity last night.”

“As you no doubt obviously do.  So smitten with her you are.  But was that all?  Was there perhaps another mare frolicking through your head?”  

It was the smirk she wore that let Spike know for sure that he had seen his dreams.  He was still unsure of why she was asking him about.  He decided he might as well be frank with her and see what she was getting at.

“Alright Luna, you’ve seen my dreams.  This much is obvious.  But what about it, if I may ask?”

“Sorry to tease you Spike.  But the reason I’m here is to solve you and your wife’s problem of the third party.”

“I’m sorry, but huh?”  Spike wasn’t exactly sure what she was getting at.

“You wish me to be straightforward with you, so here it is: I wish to join you and Rarity in bed.”

Spike just seemed to stop working for a moment.  Then, it was as if the gears in his mind were slowly processing what they had just been given.  After a few moments, he spoke up.

“Well...this is different.  I sure didn’t expect this today.”

        “I understand if it is a lot to take in.  But let me explain.  From your dreams last night, I saw a couple absolutely in love with one another.  They wished to share their intimacy with one another.  That is something I can understand.  Do not take this the wrong way, but I am not inexperienced in this matter.  As I stated before, I consider you both good friends.  And I would be honored to join you.”

        Spike pondered over her words.  “I think this could work.  I’ll have to talk with my wife though.”

        “Fret not Spike, I had already intended to visit her with the same proposition.  Continue your purchasing and I shall speak to her.  By the way, this one is scarlet.”  She pointed to a fabric.

        Spike looked at which one she was pointing at and noted it for future reference.  He turned around to respond.  “Thanks L-luna?”  She had vanished.  Spike shook his head.  She had always liked being mysterious.  He grabbed some of the scarlet fabric and continued on his way.



        Rarity hummed a happy tune as she set the kettle on the stove.  Nothing like some soothing Jasmine tea.  Spike had always been more of a coffee drinker, a trait he had picked up from Twilight.  And while she enjoyed the occasional cup herself, it was nowhere as good as tea.  It was far more relaxing.  With a flick of her horn, the burner lit up.  She opened the cupboards and began levitating plates and silverware out to set the table.  Now all she needed to do was look at the leftovers in the fridge and see what to have for lunch.  She believed there was still some of that seasoned portobello if she was correct.

“A lovely flavor, Jasmine.”

Rarity whirled around, expecting an intruder.  Instead, she was might with an oddity in her table arrangements.  It was different from when she last looked.  All the plates and napkins were untouched, even the silverware was still in order.  What was different, was one of the chairs.  Or rather, who was in one of the chairs.

“I do not get to drink Jasmine as much as I like.”  Princess Luna said from her seat at the table.  “With my sister around, all that can be found is Earl Grey.  One would think she would grow tired of it day after day.”

“What an interesting bit of information.”  Rarity said with a hint of confusion.  She had overcome being startled, one does not live in Ponyville long before becoming accustomed to strange happenings, but was still rather curious as to why the Regent of the Night was sitting at her kitchen table.

“If I may ask, your highness, what brings you to my humble abode?  If I had known you were coming I would have made all the necessary preparations.”

“Do not fret Rarity, I am merely here for a social call.  We are friends, no?  You need not treat me like royalty in the privacy of your home.”

“My apologies, Luna.  I was just a bit startled by your sudden appearance.”  

“Yes, I do apologize for that.  Perhaps my sister is rubbing off on me.  I perhaps enjoyed you and your husband’s reactions too much.”

“You’ve visited Spike?  I hope you didn’t scare the poor dear too badly.”

“Nay, he is of good health.  Speaking of, there is a matter I wished to speak to the both of you about.  To him I have already spoken.”

“What is it that you need of us Luna?  We shall gladly help you in whatever endeavour you require of us.”
“I need nothing from you at this time, but your permission.  You see, the matter that I came to discuss with the two of you was simply one of the friendly nature.  I was hoping that you and your husband would be inclined to spend some time with me.”

“Well of course we would!  Luna darling, we never do chat enough.  You know I and the rest of the girls consider you and your sister to be friends to us.  I’m guessing you finally got a break from those dreadful politicians.  Spike and I would be honored to have dinner or something of the sort with you.  But do tell me, why ever did you need to ask me my permission?”

“I needed your permission because my idea of spending time with you was a tad unusual.  To ‘cut to the chase’, as I’m told they say, I would like to join you and Spike in bed.”

Rarity’s calm and professional demeanor snapped for a moment.  Eye slightly twitching, she asked  “I-in bed?  As in, lovemaking?” 

“Yes Rarity.  Precisely so.  I happened upon your dreams last night and an idea came to me.  Since you are looking for a third, and wish to start with a pony of undeniable trust, I thought I might audition for the role.”

“Well, this is quite unexpected.  I see where you’re coming from, and to put it bluntly, you are certainly a worthy candidate.  But this is something I must speak to my husband about first.”

“I expected as such.  This a decision that both of you must agree upon.”

“Thank you for understanding.  Out of curiosity, how did Spike react when you broached him with your request?”

“He reacted not much differently than you.  Truly you two are great complements to one another.”

Rarity was forming a response of gratitude, but at that moment, the kettle whistled.  “Oh my goodness!  What kind of host am I?  I didn’t offer you any tea!”  Rarity rushed to the kettle and took it off the flame, pouring two cups.  “You said you liked Jasmine, correct?”  Rarity levitated the two cups to the table only to find that she was alone again.  Even more strange, her tea smelled off.  She took a sip.  It was Earl Grey.  That was odd.  She had been making Jasmine tea.
She heard the front door open and close.  “I’m back!”  Spike called into the house.  He followed his nose and walked into the kitchen.  Taking a seat, he smiled at his wife.  “How are you Rares?  Got all the things you asked for.  And a piece of news.”

“You mean Luna’s proposition?”

“She’s already been here huh?  What all did she tell you?”

“No doubt everything she told you about her desire to join us in bed.”

“Well, no use beating around the bush, what do you think?”

“She’s certainly trustworthy.  She’s most certainly a mare of honor, and would respect any boundaries we have.  The only concern is how you might feel about this.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, Celestia is practically a mother to you, and Luna is her sister.  Doesn’t that make her something like an aunt to you?”

“I guess so, but not really.  She came back awhile after I was born.  I guess I never really considered her family.  Really just a good friend.  I mean, I’m not even biologically related to Celestia.  So no, no worries there.”

“Well I suppose if both of us are comfortable with her joining us, we let her know.  Can you send her a letter?”

“I could do it the regular way, but that might take too long.  Letter via the dragon express only works if I have the receiving pony’s magical signature tied to my fire.  I guess I’ll just have to send it to Celestia and ask her to pass it along without looking.  That would make things so awkward.”

“Quite.”  Rarity giggled slightly at the thought.  And then, in a terrible Spike impersonation, said  “Hey mom, can you tell your sister that my gorgeous wife and I want to have sex with her?”

“Really funny Rarity.”  He leaned over the table to playfully boop her nose.  “Since when were you so uncouth?”

“Oh I suppose my roguish husband is wearing off on me.  I hear married couples have a tendency to do so.  Which is excellent, as I like to think I’ve made you more cultured.”

He raised an eyebrow.  “I wasn’t cultured enough for you already?”

She giggled and sauntered over to him, hopping in his lap.  She threw her arms around his neck and snuggled into him.  “My dear Spikey, you’re all I could ever want.  But that doesn’t mean there’s no room for improvement.”

They shared a laugh and a brief kiss before Rarity hopped back out of his lap to finish making lunch.  “I suppose we should get started on that letter darling.”

As if waiting for a cue, Spike belched forth a letter amidst green flames.  It landed on the table, with both of them peering at it.  The parchment was unordinary.  What was unique was the midnight blue ribbon that held the letter rolled up and the accompanying Lunar Seal.

“How does she do that?”  Spike asked.

“I’ve no idea myself.  Let’s see what she has to say.”

Unfurling the letter, they were greeted with a concise, handwritten message.

Dearest Spike and Rarity,

                                         I should hope I am not sending this letter  to soon after we last spoke.  I hope you come to an answer to my inquiry easily and in good time.  I have made it so that you may respond to me directly.  Write your response in the space below and burn the letter.  It will return to me automatically.  Best wishes and fortune.

                                                                                                        Your friend,
                                                                                                                      Luna

        Rarity spoke up after they had both finished reading the message.  “Well I do believe that solves that issue.”

        “Yeah, I guess it does.  So I guess it’s really happening.”

        “Second thoughts dear?”

        “Not really, just kinda nervous.  And excited at the same time.”

        “Just remember that I will be there with you.”

        “That always makes me feel better.”

        “Aw you.”  She sidled up to him and they shared a brief nuzzle before writing their answer on the letter and sending it off.  Smiling at his beautiful wife, Spike idly picked up a cup of tea and took a sip.

        “Blech!”  He recoiled and set the cup down.

        “What’s the matter dear?”

        “Earl Grey.  If you’ve been around Celestia as long as I have, you get tired of the stuff.”



        The rest of the day, along with Thursday, passed relatively quickly for the couple.  Spike continued his extra pampering of Rarity up until Friday.  Now all they had to do was wait for Luna’s arrival.  She had sent them a second letter, stating she would arrive at eight pm.  She wanted them to spend the day together and have dinner as a couple.  She didn’t want to intrude on the whole of their anniversary.

        The couple sat in their lounge, illuminated by the gentle glow of the fireplace.  Eight pm rolled around and a knock was heard on their door, right on schedule.

“Well darling, here we go.  Best not to keep our guest waiting.”

They got up and headed towards the door.

        “Right you are.  So how are we supposed to do this anyway?

        “Like things are between the two of us are, I imagine.  We just talk and then, the mood shifts to its intimate destination.  And when in doubt, we shall let her lead the way.”

        Spike nodded and opened the door.  Luna stood there, illuminated by the last twinkling of twilight and the slowly emerging stars.  She smiled brightly when she saw the two of them.

        “Fair tidings to you on this evening!  It is most delightful to see you!”

        “A pleasure to see you as well Luna!”  Rarity answered.  “We’re delighted to have you.  Please, do come in.”

        “Make yourself at home.  What’s ours is yours.”  Spike offered.

        “Such kind hosts.”  Luna said, closing the door behind her.  “I should hope to repay you greatly tonight for you kind welcoming.”

        “Oh don’t mention it!”  Rarity said with a slight blush.  She knew what she meant by “repay”.  It was fairly obvious.  “Would you like to join us in our sitting room?”

        “I would be delighted.”  Luna walked with the two of them to their longue.  The mares seated themselves while Spike remained standing.  

“Can I get either of you anything?  Something to drink maybe?”

“You need only fetch the glasses Spike.  For I have brought a small gift.”  Luna materialized a glass of wine onto their coffee table.

“Oh you shouldn’t have!”  After levitating it towards her to read the label, Rarity breathlessly said  “Oh my.  You really shouldn't have.”

The wine Rarity held was a valuable piece.  It was a 200 year old bottle of Starlight.  It was one of the most famous names in wine.  The recipe was a secret, it was handed down through generations of batpony vineyard owners.  Some say Luna herself had a hoof in making it many thousands of years ago.  After all, the same Lunar magic Luna possessed was used in its crafting.


        “Nonsense Rarity.  Tis a special wine for a special occasion.  I had been saving this bottle, hopefully to share with friends.”

        Rarity and Spike both beamed at this.  It really meant a lot to them that she was doing her best to make the night special.

        “Well then I say we pour some glasses and enjoy it!”  Spike said as he took the bottle, uncorking it and pouring three glasses.  Spike raised his glass.  “To love.”

        “To a joyful life.”  Rarity said as she stared lovingly into Spike’s eyes.

        “And to a beautiful night.”  Luna finished.  They all took sips, the two who had never had any before delighting over the taste.

        “Simply marvelous!”

        “This stuff’s really good!”

        “I am most glad you enjoy it.  Do help yourselves.”  Luna said as she tossed back her glass.

        The next hour was filled with boisterous conversation as the trio gaily chatted away.  Sharing stories, gossip, and jokes alike, their cheeks became rosy as the bottle found itself emptied.  Luna lifted the bottle to peer into it.

        “It would appear that we have imbibed ourselves most heartily.”

        “Didn’t even notice.”  Spike said.  “Dragon metabolism and all that.”

        “Indeed.  Ye dragons are a powerful kind.  It would take more than a mere bottle to muddle your mind.  Tia and I are of a similar vein.”

        “Besides darlings, it was only one bottle.  I can proudly say it takes more than that to make me tipsy.”

        “Aw, but you’re cute when you’re tipsy.”  Spike pulled Rarity into his lap, tickling her with his tongue.  This elicited giggles and blushing from her.  Luna looked on with a smile.

        After a moment, the room settled into awkward silence.  It was the time to move to the bedroom, but nopony seemed quite sure how to start it off.  Gathering her courage, Rarity spoke up.
        “So, shall we move to the boudoir?”

        “Yes, let us head upstairs.  By all means, do lead the way.”

        Spike and Rarity led Luna in silence upstairs to their bedroom.  Once there, Spike sat on the bed.  Both he and Rarity were anxious to get started, but were unsure how to do so with a third party.

        Seeing their nervousness and unsureness, Luna decided to take the lead.

        “Rarity, would you perhaps have a wardrobe for such an occasion?”

        “Why yes!  I do happen to have a few sets of rather nice bedroom attire.  Spike goes absolutely crazy over them.”

        “Perhaps you would be so kind to show me?”

        “Of course!  Right this way!  Wait right there Spikey, we’ll be back!”

        As Rarity led Luna into her walk in closet, and over to the saucier outfits, she felt a lot of the awkwardness fade.  She was in her element now.

“Anything catch your eye in particular Luna?  I’m not sure if anything I own will fit you though.”

“I must say, all of these pieces are most seductive.  And you needn’t worry, I prepared something.”  With a poof of magic, Luna materialized her attire for the evening.

“Why it’s absolutely marvelous!  Spike will just die seeing you in that!  Which gives me an idea for what to wear!”

“Then let us prepare ourselves with haste and not keep him or ourselves from enjoying the evening.”

        Spike continued to sit, straining to hear what the two mares were saying.  All he could make out were high pitched squeals and giggles.  He felt a little excited.  He loved seeing Rarity in her lingerie.  She always was able to make him more aroused than possible.  Then there was Luna.  Was she going to put some on?  The thought of both mares wearing sexy ensembles excited him and eased most of his nervousness.

        “Oh Spike, could you be a dear and close your eyes?  We’ve got a surprise for you!”

        “Sure thing Rares!”  He called back.  He shut his eyes tight, anxious to see what was in store for him.  “I’m ready when you are!”  It was only a moment before he heard two sets of hooves walk in front of him and Rarit speak up.

“You may open your eyes Spike.”

        The vision before Spike almost made his jaw drop.  Rarity had adorned all four legs with black, fishnet stockings.  A black leather thong with a hole for her tail adorned her backside.  A collar of the same material was worn on her neck.  Spike remembered this outfit well.  It was one he was used to seeing when she tied him up.

        And then there was Luna.  She wore midnight blue, silk socks and panties, all of which hugged her tightly.  What made them special however, were the patterns.  Intricate lines of a silver material were woven throughout, and they seemed to glow with gentle starlight.

“I believe we’ve rendered your husband a mute.”  Luna said as she sat on the bed next to Spike.

“Oh it happens.  He’s a big goof sometimes.  And I love him like that.”  Rarity sat on his other side.  “But if you wish to have him speaking again, you just need to know the right language.”  She tilted Spikes head toward her and locked lips with him.

She kissed him passionately, grabbing his tongue with hers.  Any unresponsiveness rendered previously had vanished.  His hands roamed her body as her hooves rubbed his.  Luna leaned in from her side and started kissing Spike’s neck.  Her hooves joined Rarity’s in traveling over his body.

Eventually, they had to break the kiss to take a breath.  Spike felt his head being turned the other way and found himself making out with Luna.  His claws moved from Rarity to her.

Watching Spike kiss another mare, Rarity was glad to find that she wasn’t jealous.  She had hoped that somepony they considered a friend would make things less awkward, but she had secretly been worried that she might get jealous when it came to sharing.  However, tonight was special.  And Luna was being gentle with Spike.  For now.  She also noticed two other members joining the party.

“Well, well, I believe somepony is enjoying himself.”  She teased as she trailed a hoof down his chest.  She reached his crotch and started to lightly stroke his hardening shafts.  Spike moaned into Luna’s mouth.

They broke apart their kiss and Rarity expected to once again mesh her face with her husband’s.  But instead she found herself guided towards Luna.  The Lunar Princess gently sealed her mouth with her own.

It had been awhile since Rarity had kissed another mare.  She found Luna to be softer than Spike, but still possessing the same assertiveness.  She pushed her tongue back and forth as they wrestled for dominance.

This display was almost too much for Spike.  His wife, the most beautiful mare in all of Equestria, was making out with a goddess.  He couldn’t just sit there and watch.  He ran his fingers through their manes while kissing and nibbling their necks and jawlines.  He sighed softly when he felt one of Luna’s hooves wander lower.  She took one of the shafts for her own.  Spike felt like he shouldn’t be the only one being tended to, so he snaked a hand down each mare’s body.  Reaching between Rarity’s legs was a familiar feeling to him.  He slipped a finger inside of her already moist lips.  Her little coo was always adorable.  He was a bit hesitant with Luna, but he felt her hoof tug him onward.  Her folds were wet as well, and he easily slipped a digit into their warmth.  The moan of approval she gave was a sound Spike found he could get used to.

They went back and forth, trading kisses and pushing against each other.  Through all of this, they had managed to move farther onto the bed.  There was room aplenty for them all to lie down.  They stared at each other, catching their breath.  The two mares lay atop Spike.  Each lazily working a shaft while he toyed with their muffs.

“I do believe Rarity has herself a true gem of a drake.  Your tongue-work is talented.  And you have a very likeable taste.  But I wonder…”  She moved down his body, planting kisses along his abdomen before reaching his groin.  “Does it apply to the rest of you?”  She grinned as she took the head of one of his shafts into her mouth and sucked on it while encircling it with her tongue.
Spike hissed in pleasure.  Luna clearly had experience.  Her tongue was finding all his sweet spots.  Rarity followed Luna’s lead and placed herself beside her.  She took the other member for her own.  Spike gripped the sheets and forced himself not to squirm.  Each of his cocks was being attended to by a different mare, each with their own unique approach.  He knew he would burst before long.  

Rarity saw this on his face and released the penis from her mouth.  She planted a kiss on Luna’s cheek, before nibbling down her jawline to her neck.  From there she moved down her body until she sat behind her.  Rarity groped Luna’s flank and gently rubbed her folds over her panties.  Though muffled by Spike’s cock, she could hear her moan of approval.  She felt a wetness seep through and tugged the fabric aside, exposing the alicorn’s glistening lips.

“Naughty pony.  Getting wet off sucking my husband’s dick?  Shame on you.  You’ll have to be punished.”  She gave Luna’s right flank a firm smack that echoed through the room.

All the occupants froze.  Only now did Rarity think about what she’d done.  She had just spanked a princess.  She hadn’t even asked if she was into that.  What if she wanted to stop?  What if…?

Rarity was snapped out of her thoughts by a tail flicking her nose.  She looked up to see Luna smiling back at her cheekily.  

“You’re most certainly right.  I need to be put in my place.”  She waved her derriere enticingly.

Rarity’s grin returned.  “Oh you bet you do.  Now get back to sucking him off.  It’s not nice to ignore something so tasty right under your nose.”  This time she gave a smack to the left cheek.

“As you command.”  Luna once more engulfed Spike’s shaft.

Rarity would alternate slapping Luna’s cheeks while taking licks at her pussy.  The slow teasing produced many moans from her.  Each one vibrated the phallus inside Luna’s mouth and added to Spike’s pleasure.  Eventually Rarity grew tired of teasing.  She yanked Luna’s panties off and buried her face in her wetness.  Though inexperienced, she gave it all she got.  Combining what she she liked and by how Spike did it, she ravished Luna’s love canal with her tongue.
The efforts were not lost on Luna, who dripped at an accelerated rate and moaned loudly around Spike’s cock.  This sent shudders through his body.  Noticing he was close, she pulled off of him.

“Ah!  R-rarity!  Both Spike and I are close to climax!  Perhaps we could change to a position more beneficial to all of us?”

“What did you have in mind?”  Rarity asked as she licked her lips.

Luna rolled into her back and spread her legs.  “I was thinking you could continue to have your way with me while your husband gets to be with his wife.”

“I think I like that idea.”  Rarity said as she seductively crawled between Luna’s spread legs.  Rarity laboriously trailed her tongue along Luna’s inner thighs.  Just then, Rarity felt her back end being lifted up and her thong being pulled off.  Behind her was Spike.  He had a firm grip on her hips and the tips of his shafts rubbed against her nethers.

“Do go ahead Spike, I’m plenty ready for you.”  As if to emphasize her point, her pussy winked at him.  With a lusty growl, Spike pushed his top shaft into her sopping cunt while the other rubbed along her clit.

“Ooh yesssss.”  Rarity hissed as she was penetrated.  Her face had been forced forward and she wasted no more time into eating out Luna.
  
“Oh Rarity.”  Spike moaned as he plowed her.  The room was filled with wet, obscene sounds and voices softly calling their partner’s name.

Spike’s thrusts came harder and faster.  Rarity’s inner walls were hugging him tight, and it was quickly pulling him over the edge.  “Rarity, I’m gonna cum!”  He exclaimed.

“Myself as well!”  Luna cried.

“Mmm!  Give it all to me darlings!”

With mighty cries of pleasure both Spike and Luna came.  He filled up Rarity with his seed and coated her belly.  Luna thoroughly soaked her muzzle.  Rarity herself came from all of this.  The three lovers took a moment to lie against each other and catch their breath.
 
Between pants, Luna asked  “Do the two of you have the drive to continue?”

Rarity smirked.  “Darling, we’re only getting started.”

“Excellent!”  Luna reached forward and pulled Rarity eye to eye with her.  There was a wet pop as she was pulled off of Spike’s member.  Rarity dove forward and captured Luna’s lips with her own.  Spike watched as they moaned and writhed against each other, grappling tongues.  He couldn’t look away, it was too mesmerizing.

Luna rolled over and pinned Rarity beneath her.  Luna shot her head forward and and gave a little bite to the base of her neck.  Rarity mewled in pleasure as Luna marked her.  Spike wasn’t sure how Luna had known about that spot.  As far as he knew, he was the only one who knew Rarity’s body that well.

“Your dreams paint vivid instructions.”  She said, seemingly answering his thoughts.  She backed up towards Spike, rubbing her folds along his members.  She bit her lip as she looked back at him, making sure he was watching.  She turned her head back to Rarity and started lapping up the dragon’s seed from her belly.

Spike’s erections throbbed almost painfully.  He stood behind her and was preparing to enter her the same way he had Rarity, but felt Luna’s magic guide him elsewhere.  He felt the heads of both his shafts pressing against her ass and pussy lips.

“I believe you are sufficiently lubricated, just start slowly.”  She returned to licking his seed up.  She had gotten all of it off of Rarity’s stomach and had buried her face in between her legs.

That was all the motivation Spike needed.  He grabbed Luna’s hips and thrust into her with a primal growl.  It was different with her.  She was higher up than Rarity.  For once, he had a partner larger than himself.  She had a different feel than Rarity, but he enjoyed her nonetheless.

And the view, of course, was amazing.  Looking down to see Luna eating out his wife while he took her from behind turned him on so much.  He leaned over Luna and humped her with vigor.  He felt her moving her body back against him, fucking in sync.  He pulled her tail and nibbled on an ear, eliciting moans from her. 
The room was filled with wet slapping and moans.  Spike’s breathing became heavier as he pounded Luna faster and harder, getting close to release.  Luna sensed his impending orgasm and worked to bring Rarity to climax.  She used her magic to envelope her clit and stimulate it.  Rarity writhed and squirmed before letting out a high pitched whine.  Her back legs kicked and spasmed as she came.  Luna continued to lick her, helping her ride out the orgasm.  At the same time, Luna squeezed her inner walls tight, hugging Spike tightly.  The increased tightness finished him off, and he came inside Luna with a primal, lust filled growl.  

The three once again went limp against each other.  Spike let go and fell off of them and onto his back.  Rarity and Luna snuggled.

“Mmm, your husband is quite the beast in bed.”

“He is isn’t he?  He can be gentle when you need him to be, and able to rut you senseless all the other times.”

“Versatility is an admirable trait.  And his taste is a most exotic flavor compared to the average stallion.”  She reached a hoof between her legs and rubbed some of Spike’s cum on it.  She brought her hoof back up with intention of licking it clean.  But she was stopped by Rarity, who had grabbed her cum-covered hoof.

“Ah ah ah.  You’ve already had a taste.  It’s my anniversary and my husband’s seed.  Which means it belongs to me.”  She wrapped her lips around the hoof, trailing her tongue across it.  She coated it with her saliva, lapping up every drop of baby batter.  Luna looked on with a devious smile, her eyes never leaving Rarity’s.

Rarity finally released Luna’s hoof with a pop and licked her lips.

“I should think you’ve learned your lesson princess.”

“Indeed I have.  It all belongs to you.”  Luna spread her legs wide, putting her wet lips, still dripping with cum, on display.  “Come and claim the rest.”

Rarity pounced.  Swinging her body on top of Luna’s, Rarity began messily cleaning Luna out while shaking her rump in Luna’s face.  The alicorn got the idea and buried her snout into Rarity’s folds.  She occasionally strayed from her muff to rim her tight pucker as Rarity returned the favor.

Any weariness Spike had previously, had vanished.  The sight of them going sixty nine was the most arousing thing he’d seen them do yet.  His twin erections didn’t even feel like they’d gone twice in a row.  They were ready for more action.  He scampered over to the mares.  He picked up Rarity and spun her around.  She was about to question his action but stopped when she felt something hot and meaty between her legs.  And she could tell by the look on her face that the same was happening to Luna.

“Deciding to take charge Spikey?  Come and get it darling.”  Rarity and Luna cried out in unison as Spike completely buried himself in both of their sopping nethers.  Lewd squelching noises joined with wet slaps to accentuate the young drake driving himself home into the two mares.  

Luna and Rarity were furiously locking lips and wrapping various limbs around one another.  Their swollen clits brushed together with every thrust from Spike.  And their now painfully erect nipples rubbed together as they ground bodies.  Though they all were very horny and determined to go on, their bodies could not take much more stimulation.  

With one last thrust, he buried his cocks as deep as they could go and unleashed his third load for the night.  It was accompanied by a bestial roar.  The mares practically screamed in pleasure into each others mouths.  The trio lay panting on the bed together.  An entanglement of limbs and sticky fluids.  For once, nopony seemed ready just yet to keep going.

“Whoah.  That was amazing.”  Spike said between breaths.

“Very so Spike.  My time with you and Rarity has been most enjoyable.”

“I’ll say.  This is one night I will certainly remember.”

“Perhaps if you are willing, this shall not be the only night?”  

Both Spike and Rarity perked up at Luna’s question.

“Not the only night darling?”

“If perhaps ever the two of you are in Canterlot, I would enjoy it if you would join me in my bedroom.”
“What do you think Rarity?  I’m open to it if you are.”

“It certainly seems agreeable.  Spike and I will discuss it later.  As for now, let us continue our memorable night!”  Rarity’s horn lit up, opening a secret compartment in her closet.  Chains, ball-gags, collars, strap-ons, blindfolds, and almost every form of restraint and bondage gear hovered around Rarity.  “Bend over darlings.”

“Perhaps I should have been warned about your wife’s sex drive.”  Luna joked.

“Don’t try to fight back, just let her do her stuff.  Don’t worry, she treats you right.”

Luna snorted.  “Nay!  I shall not give in Rarity!  I believe I can hold my own against you until you are but a moaning, sticky mess!  I shall be the ruler of this bedroom!”

Rarity’s already devious smile got wider and a dangerous glint appeared in her eyes.  “I do so love a challenge.”  With the agility of a cat, she pounced.



“The Princess of the Night was so wrong.”  Luna groaned.  One hour later, and she was a complete mess.  Her mane and tail were in disarray, she was sticky all over, her cutiemarks were covered in cum, and each of her flanks were a bright red and sore to the touch.

Spike lay next to her, undoing what restraints he could, having to wait for Rarity to take off the ones he couldn’t.  Once completely free, he let himself flop completely back into the bed.  “N-no more.  I can’t feel my pelvis.”

“My nether regions are similarly out of commission.  “I beg of you to let us rest.”

Rarity sat upon a throne of pillows above both of them, twirling a big wooden paddle.  She was similarly messy, but seemed much more in control.  She put a hoof to her chin in thought.

“I suppose we could call it a night.  But have you really learned your lesson this time?”

“Yes mistress.”  Luna responded.

“Very good.  You’ve learned well.  Now there is but one more task your mistress asks of you.”

Spike and Luna gulped.

“Snuggle me.”

They breathed a sigh of relief as Rarity got settled beneath the comforter.  They followed suit and each took a side. 

“Mmm, good night my darlings.”

“Good night.”  Spike murmured, already passing out.

Rarity and Luna soon followed.  Or at least it looked that way.  While Rarity was fast asleep, Luna was not.  The night was her domain.  While her sister had graciously taken most of her duties for the night, Luna was still in charge of dreams.  She was in a dreamwalking trance, already finding ponies who needed her guidance.  She smiled as she thought of two more she would most certainly be visiting.