Longest Night
Rainbow Dash found herself locked in mortal combat. Her nemesis was impossibly strong, but it was still anypony’s game. She had given as good as she got but she was quickly running out of ammo. And her opponent’s arsenal of dirty talk seemed endless. Seriously, where did this guy pack away all this filth? Luckily for her both of them were slowly succumbing to laugh attrition and with some effort her pegasus lungs may just outlast his human ones.
Rainbow Dash is nothing if not optimistic.
Thank Luna for Twilight’s flashcard collection of ridiculously naughty lines. Obviously the egghead had planned this far, even predicting their competitive spirits clashing in an epic showdown of epic dirty talk. At least the super chess master was on Rainbow’s side, even if Twi’s choice of dirty lines was so downright deplorable they risked blowing the poor pegasus’ composure out of the water faster than her opponent’s.
The human slowly crawled on all fours across the soft fluffy rug, cornering her against the pile of pony pillows by the fireplace. She felt a shiver run up her spine as his gigantic frame dwarfed her own helplessly petite form. There was no escape, especially considering he had tied his hand to her forehoof with that bright red ribbon of his. “Looks like Santa Hooves came early this year, even though I accidentally sent him my clop magazine instead of my wish list.” He went on the offensive once more.
“Well, he’s the only thing coming early tonight. Nopony else is, not with all the awesome I got planned on my wish list.” Rainbow said defiantly, leaning back so far that she might as well be lying flat if not for the precious few inches of air between her and the ground. It didn’t help that she was balancing precariously on one forehoof, her other still tied up.
He leaned in closer, his entire body forming an inescapable prison around her. “Oooh, dirty. Looks like somebody’s on Santa’s naughty list this year. Heck, you’re probably the reason he even has a naughty list,” he chuckled, “As the Marshal of the Friendship Guard, it’s my duty to study every bit of that list, exhaustively,” he whispered in her ear.
“D-don’t we have an even longer naughty list to look at? Or is that a Hearthswarming flag you’re hiding in your pock-...whoah!” She gave a loud giggle, flailing her hooves helplessly as gravity became the first to claim her, dropping her onto the big pile of warm pony pillows.
“Yep. I hope you’re ready to change your name to Jingle Bells, ‘cause this baby’s going all the way.” He watched her squirm on her back with unbridled glee, knowing the battle was already his. “I like how you come in the perfect shade of red. I needed a star to fit on top of my Hearthswarming flag.” He teased, gently cupping her rosy cheeks with the hand bound to her forehoof. She nuzzled his fingers lovingly in turn.
“Santa Hooves called, looks like all that cheese was delivered to the wrong Hearthswarming sock.” Rainbow laughed, giving him a weak boop for his trouble. “So get it out of your mouth and stuff it in the right sock already.”
“Unfortunately for him, he’s not gonna be able to reach far enough down the chimney to get in on any of this hot sock action,” he said, “Unlike us. We’re going all the way down that chimney tonight, filly.” Her blush and laughter only intensified as he leaned in even closer, pinning her into her pile of cushions.
“C-Careful you don’t get b-burned down there. I’ve got a really hot Fire of Friendship going in my fireplace this year.” Rainbow shot back desperately as she felt herself quickly losing ground to her own blush and giggles.
“Oh, I think I know where to find the faucet. This is my new home after all.” He leaned in even closer, nuzzling her nose with his own. “That said, I think it’s time to redecorate my new home for a little housewarming.”
“Well, turn on those waterworks, Mars. You just lost the game by dropping Hearthswarming there.” She said, giving him a smug raspberry to the nose.
“Oooh, says the one who’s been cheating her cute little butt off.” He pulled out Rainbow’s pile of purple flashcards from behind a pillow where she thought she had hidden them well. “With Twilight-brand flashcards no less.” His eyes slowly widened at their contents. “Phew, smokin’ hot ones too. Jeez, this filly needs to get laid.”
“Oh.” Rainbow’s ears drooped as she gave him a sheepish little pony squee. “Well, uh, a princess gave’em to me, so that’s totally legit, right?”
“Heh, you got me. At least we know this is ‘Fornication Under Consent of King’. Or ‘princess’ as the case may be.” He slowly trailed his hand from her cheek down her withers, taking her bound forehoof with it. She gave a soft mewl as she felt his hand and her forehoof roll down her tiny waist together before tracing soft, round curves she didn’t even know she had. She gasped as he squeezed her plush rump, forcing her bound forehoof to feel just how bountiful her own tush was. Rainbow had always thought herself too coltish to be the sort of mare stallions would be into. But there was something about Marshal’s worshipful touch that made her feel wanted, marely, beautiful, loved. Oh, and awesome. Can’t forget awesome.
“Does it feel good, winning?” He teased, running those criminal fingers of his up and down her quivering thigh. Her rear hooves kicked weakly in the air like a little foal, instinctively seeking more of his touch.
“It will when I get to unwrap my prize.” Rainbow grunted, biting his sweater and tugging it off her reward. She didn’t waste any time, sucking one of his shirt buttons between her lips. With a flick of her magical tongue she had it released. The shirt flapped open like curtains parting, teasing the main attraction beneath. She would have torn them apart herself, except she was down one forehoof. She felt her heart leap as she found it where it was bound to his hand, slowly but surely tracing a path up her inner thighs.
“Patience, filly. You can’t have your present without a Hearthswarming sock ready.” He chided, lowering himself to his side, curling himself around her. She gave a soft squeak as she felt his radiant warmth press up against her fur. “Now, look at me,” he said, wrapping his free arm around her withers and cradling her body against his bare chest. It took every bit of will in her to pull her eyes away from the sight of his fingers circling closer to her marehood. Her heart almost leapt into her throat as her rosy eyes met his. “I want to see your eyes as I make love to you for the first time,” he whispered in her ear. Her heart definitely leapt past her throat and into the air at his words alone.
It was amazing. She didn’t have to brush him aside for treating her like a mare. She didn’t have to be the ‘coolest pony in Equestria’ with him. She didn’t have to worry about what he thought of her. Because she could see the adoration in his eyes, taste the hunger in his lips, smell his desire in the air, and feel the love in his heart. At that very moment in time, she was his everything.
She moaned for him as he tenderly cupped her soft mound, forcing her bound forehoof to feel her own heat and wetness seeping in between his fingers. His fingers painted a bold outline of her flower petals, colouring it in with broad brushstrokes of her own arousal. She gasped deeply, her rear hooves trembling in the air as she fought to keep herself spread open for him. She whimpered loudly, tensing up as his digit finally sank between her tender folds, entering her hot quivering depths for the first time.
She felt his finger abruptly stop in its descent like an explorer striking the lost treasure of Griffonstone. His eyes widened in surprise and awe at what he no doubt felt at the tip of his finger. “R-Rainbow,” he gasped, his smooth composure evaporating in an instant.
Rainbow couldn’t help but smile smugly at his surprise. “E-Element of L-Loyalty, remember?” She whispered breathlessly in answer. “I-I told’ya I’m gonna be your home forever,” she said, her eyes twinkling with tears of joy at how every bit of her heart and soul sang along with her declaration.
“Rainbow…” His breath caught. His eyes seemed to glimmer with his overflowing feelings. “To pot with words. They got nothing on all the happiness and love I want to give you for always and always.” He pulled her into a kiss so deep she wanted nothing more than to drown in. It certainly felt like forever before the two finally surfaced for air.
He made to pull his finger out of her. To his surprise he found it stuck where it was inside her. The forehoof bound to it wouldn’t allow it anywhere else. He looked down at her questioningly. “Rainbow?”
“No, do it,” Rainbow breathed, gazing up at him with absolute certainty, “I-I don’t want it in the way when y-y-you finally m-mate with me.” Her free forehoof hugged him tighter. “J-Just….hold me when you do it.”
He pulled her into his embrace in reply, caressing her mane softly. She leaned in against his chest for support. She expected him to just get it over and done with. She gasped in surprise as she felt the rest of his hand close around her mound, squeezing her already sensitive folds together. Before she could get used to the new tightness, another of his digits began to rub itself against her tender flesh. She gave a loud moan into his chest as the digit began to dig its way past her tightened petals to join its counterpart already buried inside her. Together the two intruders began to scissor and dance, spreading her throbbing insides against the tight, kneading pressure from the fingers sieging her outside. Just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore of his slow torture, his thumb found her cute little nub. The little traitor rose up eagerly to meet his thumb, pressing itself against his magical touch. That alone was enough to push her right to the edge. “Aaaaahn, yeeeees, Mars! I-I'm close!!” She squeaked into his chest, curling her forehoof around the hand it was bound to as she prepared to guide him in. He gave a little nod as his hand and her hoof moved as one.
She cried to the heavens for him, every bit of her body from her curled hoofsies to her taut wings tensing up as if flying through the sonic rainboom to end all sonic rainbooms. She felt her hot, throbbing depths tighten and twist around his impossibly deep touch. And even then she was still working her forehoof and the hand bound to it deeper, eager to have more of him inside. He was eager to oblige, pumping her depths for all she was worth, drawing out her ectasy longer and longer. Her first lasted so long she thought it would go on to be her last. She had never belonged so much in her life as that very moment. And knowing it was him she belonged to made it perfect, awesome.
She’s not sure if she ever came down. She had expected becoming a mare to hurt lots. But he had made it cloud nine and beyond. After she broke through the clouds everything felt warm and light. The glowing sun smiling down at her from above certainly made her question if there was even a ‘down’ to come back to.
“Can we do that again? You’re so cute when you’re cumming.” And the sun just had to open his mouth and ruin everything.
She gave him a playful shove, but her weak hoofsies barely managed a squirm. She settled for blushing furiously at him. He laughed in reply, planting tender kisses on her forehead.
“What...are you...doing?” She asked in between pants.
“Just checking if you’ve suddenly grown a horn,” he said in between kisses, “Y’know, in case you suddenly became the alicorn princess of epic orgasms. You are the first pony to get it on with a human after all.” He grinned, earning himself a weak tremulous boop. “The princess Rainbow cooometh, behold, behold~” he teased, leaning in to allow her to boop him with her own nose.
“Pretty sure that’s treason or blasphemy or something.” Rainbow managed to regain enough breath to giggle.
“Oh, please forgive me, my goddess. As your high priest I have written many holy books on the irresistible allure of your cuteness, the temptation that is your beauty, the sin that is your badonkadonks. I and my right hand have long prophesized your glorious coming. But now that you have come down from paradise to grace us unworthy creatures with your adorasexiness, I’m afraid I must forego my vow of priestly celibacy, for I simply must worship every bit of your divine booty!” He declared, lavishing her hooves with kiss after kiss.
Rainbow frowned as he reached down to remove the ribbon binding his hand to her forehoof. “Don’t worry, your majesty. I shall make you a new one befitting a princess.” He gave her a wink. That mollified her a bit as she gave him her hoof, allowing him to untie the ribbon. The ribbon was off for but a moment before she felt his soft lips caress the velvety fur beneath. He suddenly took in the tip of her forehoof between his lips, making her appreciate with a gasp just how chewy her hoofsy-tips were to nibble on.
But what really got her was his mischievous tongue as it darted out to lick the marshmallowy hoof-pad that was normally sheltered behind her hoof-tips. The soft pad contained half the magical nerve-endings in her body, the very same that pegasi use to shape and sense their weather magic. ‘Surely he couldn’t know that?!’ Rainbow thought with nervous anticipation. She gave a loud moan as his tongue found the sweet spot in the groove between the plump mounds of her pad, setting off sparks of static-bolts meant to craft thunder clouds. ‘Nope, he knows! He knows lots!’ Rainbow moaned, feeling her weather magic pulse wildly from the barrage of confusing sensations.
“Hmm, tastes like blueberry marshmallows,” Marshal teased in between nibbles.
Rainbow had barely recovered from her first climax and already a new storm was gathering in her nethers. Rainbow had never gone 2-0 and she wasn’t about to start now! She knew had to level the playing field somehow. Her goofy smile slowly turned into a triumphant grin as her scheme finally came together. “Y’know, I could maybe sorta kinda forgive you,” she breathed, gently pulling herself out of his reach, seating herself atop a pony pillow. He looked so puzzled, so lost at her sudden distance that she couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for him. A little. But being the merciful alicorn goddess she was, she wasn’t about to leave her loyal priest hanging, not for too long anyway. “The question is, are you sure you’re ready for your princess' mercy?” She favoured him with her sauciest smile.
He broke into a grin as he played along. “My body is ready, my princess!” He declared. He certainly made her feel like a princess with his heartfelt devotion.
“Heh, we’ll see about that.” Rainbow gave him a half-lidded smile, extending a rear hoof towards him. “Help get me ready, my priest minion.” Her heart raced as she gave the order. This was different, this was exciting. And the hungry lick of his lips and the predatory look on his face as she gave him permission struck her with a nervous thrill.
He wasted no time pouncing the hoof, cupping it in his hands and lavishing it with the same pleasing attentions he gave her forehoof. Her soft hoofpads quickly found themselves at his tender mercies once more. He must have picked up on her enjoyment as he became much bolder in his assault, thrusting his thick, powerful tongue into the soft folds of her pad where her magic nerves were densest. Rainbow moaned, fighting to balance herself atop her throne as she arched her back sensuously. Her show of pleasure only encouraged him, causing him to seize her second rearhoof and bury his face in it just as wantonly.
“I-I want t-them warm and wet, because we’re gonna take all the time in the world,” Rainbow ordered in between moans, leaving no doubts as to what she had planned for him. She smiled with glee as he groaned eagerly at the very thought of what was coming next. He redoubled his efforts, licking the springy mounds of her pads with broad, wet strokes of his tongue. Her hoofsies became a dripping, sopping mess quickly with how much he drooled in hunger.
“G-good. E-enough,” She panted, “Now come over here. I wanna see my gift already.” It took a lot of restraint to not pounce him as she gestured him over with a wave of a forehoof. He eagerly sprung to his knees. But before he could even reach for his pants, Rainbow had already performed her little magic tongue trick with his belt buckle and trouser buttons. “Heh. One second flat,” she licked her lips, twirling his belt buckle in one forehoof as his trousers dropped down like the unveiling of a masterpiece.
“Holy shit, I think I just lost my pants.” Marshal breathed, looking at Rainbow in awe. “My pants have never flown off that fast, even when I’m using’em as a catapult.”
“They’re gonna be doing their own sonic rainbooms by next week,” Rainbow grinned, eyeing the eye-candy before her. His underpants The Element of Modesty was stretched to breaking-point, as if somepony had made a tent with a pole ten sizes over. “You’re not gonna need any of that modesty stuff where we’re going.” She gently bit down on his underpants and tugged it loose with his help.
“Oooh.” A shiver ran up his form as the fireplace’s warmth came in contact with the bare skin beneath.
Her eyes widened. Her breath caught. She had to pause to find her voice, her pulse, everything. While he wore clothes more often than your average pony, she had seen him bare quite often – around the house, at the spa, some Pinkie parties, whenever he was using his trousers as a weapon of mass destruction, etc. But she had never seen this. It stood proud, stallionly, and, most importantly, full of arousal at the sight of her. He really could have been the living embodiment of the want-it-need-it spell. It was weird, but Rainbow couldn’t help but feel all the more marely and beautiful for having drawn so much desire from him. “Somepony’s happy to see me. I don't blame you though,” she giggled as she slowly peered up at him. She felt so bold, so in-control, so empowered with her newfound ability to give her special somepony all the pleasure in the world. And by Celestia she was gonna give him all the pleasure in the world.
“Uh, my princess?” Marshal gulped at the sight of her impish grin. “What’re you...oh goddess!” He gasped as she pressed her soft, warm lips against his tip. She kissed him deeply, wrapping her lips around his member and greeting him with her warm tongue.
“Hmm, yeah, ‘sup?” Rainbow gave a soft giggle, licking her lips as she drew back, leaving a little string of saliva in her wake. Her heart raced. She had taken on eldritch horrors and broken the rainbow barrier, but never had she done anything this bold. She was drunk on her sheer gutsiness and she wanted more. “That was a good first kiss,” she said mischievously before gently pushing him back onto his bum.
Marshal was still staring at Rainbow, mouth agape in shock and awe, when he suddenly tensed up. He gave a low, needy growl as he felt her warm hoofpads cup his balls gently. Rainbow amused herself with fondling his sacks, gently tugging them and letting them bounce back with an elastic jiggle. She would draw them further and further with each tug, eliciting deeper and louder moans from Marshal each time.
“Oh dear goddess Rainbow above!” Marshal’s member twitched with urgency, begging for her sweet attention. This was everything Rainbow loved in being a showmare; Her audience’s undivided attention, their praise and awe, their pleas for more. And she wasn’t about to let up before the big finish! She spread her thighs apart while simultaneously wrapping her silken hoof pads around his thick base. Her spreading legs allowed her thick petals to bloom, spreading the glistening honey strands within for him to see. Marshal’s eyes bulged at the visual feast of her blooming flower and her adorable hoofsies curled lovingly around his member. “Oh wow. If this is your first time, I’m scared to imagine you as a MIL–…Holy mommy goddess!” He was cut off by her hooves slowly rubbing and kneading his base into his balls. Her tail crept along his trembling thighs before curling and knotting around the root of his balls. Her tail anchored his roots in place as her hooves pumped and tugged his shaft against her tail’s pull.
Rainbow reveled in the sight of her beloved stallion enjoying her efforts. “You look like you reaaaaally need something, Mars,” Rainbow teased, eager to give him more, “Wonder what it could be?” She wondered idly as she slowly licked the palm of a forehoof. “Maaaybe this?” She ran the wet forehoof down the soft velvety fur of her chest, leaving a glistening trail across her fuzzy pony belly before squeezing the squishy curves of her thick, powerful thighs.
Marshal could only follow her forehooves with his eyes, mesmerized by its tantalizing spell.
“Or is it thiiiis?” A thick smack echoed resoundingly. Her flank jiggled tauntingly under her forehoof. Rainbow was rewarded by a longing groan and a yearning twitch from the stallionhood trapped helplessly in her rearhooves. There was another smack, another sumptuous rump wobble, each one followed by an increasingly desperate moan and throb from the poor human.
“Oh, I know. It’s this.” She pressed her forehoof down into her mound, parting her soft folds even further. Her pot immediately began to overflow with thick marecum. She giggled, watching as Marshal’s eyes followed one tantalizing drop escape her cunny and dribble down onto the pillow below. “It is this, isn’t it?” She taunted, “I bet you want a taste of this,” she raised her dripping wet forehoof up for him to see.
He gulped as if he could already taste it, nodding eagerly. The ravenous look on his face caused something to clench longingly inside her nethers. But she held back for the sake of her little performance. “Well, naughty little colties don’t get any.” She smiled maliciously as she gave her glistening wet forehoof a slow, deliberate lick. She smacked her lips, savouring the taste he hungered for so much. But more than that, she felt a surge of excitement at the powerful throb of his member against her touch.
“Rainbow, please…” He pleaded desperately.
“Please what?” Rainbow flicked an ear, making a show of listening as one of her hoofsies trailed up his mighty pole, caressing every pulsing inch. She curled her tippy-hooves around the heat of his leaking tip. She bit her lip in pleasure at the feel of his moistened tip sliding up the groove of her hoofpad. Her other hoof slowly pumped the rest of his shaft against the hoofsie cupping his tip, digging his pole into the sensitive folds of her hoofpad.
“Pleaaase!” He groaned, gritting his teeth.
“Just come out and say it. Or are you chicken? 'Cause lemme show you what happens to chickens~” She taunted. While Rainbow’s position as Ponyville weather captain was mostly down to her ability to clear the sky in ten seconds flat, she is also one of Ponyville’s if not Equestria’s best weather-crafters. That meant she had precision control of the weather magic flowing through her hoof pads. It was the kind of surgical accuracy that allowed her to do stuff like create a warm breeze or a cool draft around her hooftips, such as the little El Niño coiling tight around his shaft, making him crow in titillating pleasure. Or stuff like build up a baby lightning charge that can both prickle and tickle his twitching pole, making him squirm and curl his toes.
“AAAAARGH!” Marshal finally lost it as he threw his head back and pleaded, “Please! Please let me rut your sexydorable teasing little tushy into the ground!”
Rainbow sat in stunned silence, her brain simply failing to grasp the sheer desperation of his desire. But her tushy understood it all too well, quickly taking over in its singular mission to get pounded full of cock. She practically pony-bucked her hind legs, pumping his shaft with wild abandon. She barely kept her weather magic in check as warm pressure systems and static charges surged from the tip of his cock to the root of his balls, grounding itself in her coiled tail. Just as she thought she was regaining some control, she felt his powerful grip take hold of her hoofsies. An abrupt rush of pleasure struck her as he began to thrust into her hooves with all the relentless force of a steam engine. She gave up all notion of control, surrendering herself to his overpowering might, her rump and thighs bouncing along to his wild passion.
“Rainbow, I-I’m close!” He cried, his stallionhood crowning with its imminent release.
“Close isn’t good enough!” Rainbow panted, “I want you all over me!”
Her invitation was all it took to push him over the edge. He cried out loud as his cock surged with power, pumping his ectasy all over her. He continued to pump and squeeze her hoofsies around his member as he showered her with his warm deluge, covering her hooves, her spread honey pot, her teats, her wings, her chest, everything. The first wave caught her by surprise, painting her face with his hot seed. By the time the second wave came, she was ready, her forehooves stretching her cunny wide, her mouth open to catch her fill. The sight of his fresh cum rapidly pooling in her mouth and pussy seemed to renew his vigour as he sought to flood her with surge after surge of his love. She wanted nothing less, her tail and hindlegs pump-bucking him for all he was worth.
Marshal finally relented with loud, primal growl of satisfaction. He panted for air as he let her trembling hooves go. They sank limply onto the cushion as Rainbow allowed herself a moment to admire herself. She noticed an adorable smile spread across his face as he shared in her admiration. She, his mare, was covered from hoof to mane in his hot, virile love. Sure, it was probably gonna be Tartarus to wash, but at that very moment the feel of his gooey warmth settling all over her body was heavenly. And from the lively twitch in his otherwise relaxing stallionhood, Rainbow could tell he agreed. The showmare grinned deviously as she felt the cue for her next naughty performance come up.
“Wow, Rainbow, that was….” He began before he was struck speechless for the umpteenth time that night. “Fuck. I’m never gonna finish a sentence tonight, am I?” He muttered flatly as he watched her raise her hind legs over her head and, in an amazing show of pony flexibility, suckled and licked his fresh hot cum from her rear hoofsies. She made a grand show of gulping down every drop of his seed as she licked it off her hooves and suckled it off the tip of her wings. It was a strong bittersweet taste that was almost overpowering, a taste she wasn’t too sure she liked just yet. But the sight of him drinking in her beauty with his eyes was worth getting used to this new acquired taste.
She gave him an impish little smile as she lowered herself from her pillow, snaking herself onto her back with her head facing him as she prepared for her next big show. She licked her way down her thighs in slow, broad strokes like a kitten indulging in a luxurious bath. Happy that she had his undivided attention, she reached out and grasped her hind legs, pulling them open wide. Then, with a litheness born of years of aerial acrobatics, she curled herself tight, bringing the pool of cum in her cunny up above her lips. The glistening strands dribbled down thickly, drizzling all over her chest before finally collecting in her open muzzle. His love and her honey made for a much more interesting flavour, one she found she much preferred. Her appetite piqued, she reached out with her tongue for seconds, lapping up the potent mix straight out of her cunny and into her mouth as a cat might attack a bowl of milk.
She gave a little gasp as she felt a pair of hands grip her flanks. She moaned as the desperate digits sank into her plush pony posterior, kneading her thick buns appreciatively. She peered up over her own teats to see her stallion’s flag recovered to its full meaty glory, no doubt fueled by her little show. Her nethers winked desperately, her folds drooling afresh for a taste of her stallion. She gulped in sympathy. “Somepony wants his present early.” She managed to chuckle amidst her mounting anticipation.
“Can’t help it. You’re just too damn beautiful, you know that?” His upside-down face bobbed into view as he leaned down to kiss her on the nose.
“Heh, of course I know.” She smiled her usual cocky grin. “Because you make me beautiful,” she added in a quieter tone, her face blooming with a demure blush.
“You’re the most amazing thing that ever happened to me,” he replied, leaning in to press his lips to hers, giving her a deep upside-down kiss.
“And I’m gonna spend the rest of my life reminding you of that.” She grinned, returning the kiss in full. “Y’know we’re just gonna end up stuck here all night.” She finally broke the kiss with a snigger.
“Competing over who’s cheesiest?” He grinned back. “You know us too well.”
“And I know I’m totally gonna win anyway. So why don’t we skip all that. I win and you shut up and make me your mare already.” She carefully recalled the last thing she remembered from the flashcards – a particularly exciting-looking position that she couldn’t wait to try out. She bucked her hind legs up and over her head, spreading them wide apart. Her lithe little body curled into a perfect ‘U’, pressing her belly against her chest. She lowered her cunny down to his nethers, offering it up to his cock. Her forehooves reached up to stretch her waiting blossom wide, revealing the moist pink softness within.
‘Heh, rewrite those flashcards, Twi. I’ve totally made this 20% more awesome.’
“Okay, sure, you win,” he succumbed to her persuasive argument. He grasped her rearhooves tightly, spreading her open for his cock. Rainbow shuddered from her tail to her hooftips as his tip sank into her folds, parting her petals wide around his widening girth. He barely entered before her virgin blossom tugged him into her moist embrace.
She felt incredibly tight around his thickness, so tight that every throb from him and every squeeze from her was almost painful. But she didn’t have to ask him to be gentle. He seemed to read her body, rotating his hips in a slow circular dance, withdrawing when she was tensing with pain, easing deeper when she relaxed with pleasure. Her regular self would have balked at the very notion of a stallion ‘taking it easy’ on her. But this particular stallion’s kindness only filled her with tears of happiness. She worked with him, pushing her hips up to meet him when she was comfortable. She also quickly discovered another way she could help – With her mouth directly below her pussy, his cock was in reach of her tongue. “Oh god, Rainbow, what…?!” He gasped loudly. He looked down to find her grinning cheekily as she lavished his mighty shaft with loving licks and plenty of drool to aid his entry. “Fuck, that is the hottest, most incredible thing I’ve ever seen!” He exclaimed. Rainbow paused her licking to cock an eyebrow at him. “Uh, second only to you, of course,” he added, sheepishly. She hummed her satisfaction as she returned to licking him in earnest.
Their slow, hypnotic dance soon lulled away any semblance of pain until all that remained was the pleasure of becoming his. She moaned freely, not holding back any appreciation of his immense stallionness parting her deeper and wider. He seemed to go on and on, discovering new depths in her little body she didn’t even know she had. She almost lost herself in his perfect maleness before she finally felt his balls slapping against her clit, tickling her nose. She looked up blearily at a sight she barely recognized. Her normally tight little cunny was spread impossibly wide around his stallionhood. The normally smooth mound of her pony belly bulged visibly with their union. She reached up with a trembling forehoof, gently stroking her swollen belly in disbelief. She wasn’t entirely sure why but she couldn’t get enough of running her forehoof over her belly bump, giggling a little at every little throb against her taut fur.
“God, why do you have to be so cute?” Marshal sighed, chuckling softly with her giggles. “Darnit! I can’t kiss you from here,” he groaned, staring down at big blue butt in front of him, unable to make up his mind on whether this was the wrong or right side of Rainbow, “Who invented this position anyway?!”
Rainbow broke out in earnest laughter at his look of pouty frustration. “Hahah, chill, big guy. I can do all the kissing for the two of us. Look, I got these puppies right here.” Rainbow gently nuzzled his massive orbs before kissing one deeply, suckling it tenderly between her lips, reassuring him of the merits of their position.
“Dammit, for the love of everything holy, stop being so adorasexy!” He cried. “I-I can’t hold it anymore!”
“Then rut me,” She broke her kiss to whisper breathlessly up at him, “Break me, breed me, love me! Then you can properly tell me I’m the best buck you’ve ever had!”
“I won’t be able to compare,” he breathed, “You’re my first too,” he admitted with a sheepish blush.
‘What? But...that’s….just so cute!’ Rainbow thought in disbelief, ‘Darnit, I can’t kiss you from here!’ She squeaked inwardly. She didn’t get to regret for long. She cried out for him as he drew back all the way to the tip, tugging every tight ridge and ring of muscle inside with his retreat. Her cry turned into a scream as he bucked her hard, spearing her depths in two, his position giving him the leverage to go deep and hard, hitting every bump and ridge of the curve in her sensitive inner wall from an angle that was normally shielded from direct stimulation. The single thrust proved too much for the little pony. She cried out his name to the skies as she came around him, hard. Her entire tunnel rippled and tightened around his length in an instinctive drive to trap a stallion’s flare for the ultimate seeding, only to be pushed apart further by his relentless momentum. Her hot, thick marecum aided his invasion, leaking in rivulets into her crying mouth below. The sight of her licking and swallowing the overflowing love juice drew a loud growl of approval from her stallion as he redoubled his efforts to plough his mare all the way through her orgasm.
Rainbow was in a flat-spin, her entire body struck hard by tornado after tornado of pleasure with every firm, powerful thrust from him. She felt her hot rippling insides twist and squeeze around him, but no amount of tightness could keep him from driving himself all the way to the hilt. She surrendered herself to her stallion, allowing him to draw out her orgasm upon his rack of pleasure mercilessly. And draw it out he did, forcing out every moan, cry, scream and squeak in her pegasus lungs.
Her strained body came down in fevered delirium to the feel of him pounding her quivering and oversensitized cunny. New waves of pleasure quickly overrode any thought of relaxation, her tush instinctively bucking him deeper into herself. One last frightening thought struck her delirious mind, ‘How long do humans last?!’ If his earlier performance was any indication, it was certainly many times longer than a mare! Rainbow briefly imagined herself being wracked by orgasm after orgasm until her stallion finally came. She didn’t have to imagine it for long as his thick tip struck her innermost wall, drawing another relentless barrage of euphoria from her nethers.
As another storm of pleasure rocked her from wing to hooftip, she gazed blearily through her tears of rapture at his thick meatstick pounding her helplessly leaking pussy, at his balls relentlessly slapping her exposed clit. If sex was a race then this was a marathon, and it had been forever since Rainbow last felt the exhilaration of chasing the finish line next to somepony else. And she wasn’t about to fall behind, not to him! Fresh determination renewed her strength. He was just about to draw back into another thrust when a sudden moist tug on his testicles stopped him in his retreat. He moaned loudly at the feel of Rainbow cupping his balls in her warm mouth, her tongue attacking the meaty orbs with licks and caresses. She suckled on him with all the force of a twittermite vacuum, bringing his entire testicle into the embrace of her hot, wet maw, cutting off any hope of escape. Rainbow moaned with satisfaction at the feeling of his sacks tugging in vain against the tight seal of her lips. With his cock buried deep inside her already-tight nethers, her grip on his balls limited him to short swift strokes, hammering his sensitive tip against her tightest innermost depths.
“R-Rainbow, I-I’m so close. I-I gotta pull out!” He moaned. But he found the little pegasus’s grip on his balls only tighten, trapping his cock inside her like cutest, hottest little padlock ever. “R-Rainbow...i-inside?” He barely managed in between laboured groans. His mare's faint nod and passionate moan around his balls gave him all the encouragement he needed.
He roared his release. Rainbow felt the surge begin in the testicles in her mouth, a rush of fearsome heat and throbbing force that she felt spread through her other end. He pushed deeper into her as he sought to flood her tight embrace with surge after surge of hot, thick seed. Rainbow cried passionately around his balls as another deluge of pleasure roared through her already overloved body. Her belly bulge grew bigger and tighter around their union. The tight seal of her pussy around his thick stallionhood finally broke, releasing their combined love in gushing rivulets around his deeply embedded cock. The parting of her cunny caused her to cry out, releasing his testicles from their throaty prison. The thick hot mix of his love and her own dribbled down from her pussy, quickly filling the void left by his balls. She opened her mouth and dazedly stuck out her tongue to lap it up eagerly. She felt his stallionhood twitch with a few more spurts at the saucy sight of her swallowing up hot cum straight out of her used cunny.
He groaned as he slowly pulled out against the stubborn pull of her spasming embrace. With it came more of their fresh love brew, drizzling straight into her waiting muzzle. She craned her neck up to meet him, wrapping her tongue lovingly around his shaft as it emerged from her depths, licking every inch clean. As the tip finally emerged with a reluctant pop, she gave it a long, deep kiss, suckling on the last of his love. Satisfied, she flopped flat on her back as she moaned the contented moan of a happily-bred mare.
She barely noticed Marshal wrap his hands around her before scooping her up into the air. She found herself cradled against his warm chest, her head resting on his broad shoulder. As the last of the fire washed out of her body, it was replaced by his gentle warmth against her fur. She felt full, not just with sex and cum though there was certainly plenty of both, but with love. Her chest was overflowing with it. She looked up at him, at his bright loving eyes, and felt nothing but a desire to give it, all of it, to him. She gave him a pleading look as she reached up to him. He met her halfway, their lips meeting in another deep, loving kiss.
“Y’know…” He finally said, his fingers idly stroking her mane. “I guess this means we’re officially dating, huh?”
“I swear you were smarter before you got laid,” Rainbow said in between soft pants, rolling her eyes at him.
“So getting laid makes you smarter, huh, Rainbow? Wow, I guess that officially makes you an egghead now.” Marshal hummed, casually dodging another of her boops. “Here’s a textbook to get you started.” He waved her flashcards at her.
“Naaah.” Rainbow gave a derisive little chuckle as she tossed the flashcard over her withers. “Textbooks got nothing on how much I love you,” she said, her voice taking on those softer, dulcet tones, a voice Marshal was quickly coming to recognize as the sound of Rainbow in love. Before he could reply, she had wiggled her way down into the bowl of his lap, curling herself up almost kitten-like.
"Rainbow, my face is up heeeeee-...!" Her stallion trailed off into a loud gasp as his half-mast was suddenly lapped up and suckled into the Nirvana that was her mouth. "L-Let me f-finish at least one goddamn sentence tonight, woman! Oh goood!" He cried out in ectasy as her tongue danced about his stallionhood lovingly, nursing his strength back. She hummed contentedly as she felt his member throb to life, slowly filling her muzzle to full. His girth swelled up to press against her lips, tightening her seal around his length. "Oooh, Rainbow, you just have to keep score, don't you? Aaah!" He groaned, one of his hands finding her ears to give her a loving caress. Rainbow hummed her appreciation around his cock as suckled on him like a little foal. Her wing unfurled, her wingtips caressing their way up his thighs to find the base of his cock. He gave a loud groan of pleasure as her warm wingtips ran themselves up and down his base like the silken touch of a summer breeze.
Gone was frantic pace and maddened race of their earlier love-making. All that was left was their loving, sweet togetherness as Rainbow made slow love to her stallion. She took her time, wanting him to feel the full length and breadth of her love. He reveled in her gentle affection, stroking her gently as he whispered words of love in between his moans. It was a while before Rainbow felt his release approach. "Rainbow, can I please feed you?" he finally asked her a strange but sultry question. She felt her nethers clench in approval at his weird but kinky choice of words. She moaned her desire, nodding enthusiastically around his member. Her show of eagerness was all it took for him. He gently cupped a hand around the back of her head, holding her steady like a caring nursemaid. With his other hand he grasped the base of his cock and slowly, deliberately pumped his stallionhood into her waiting mouth. He seemed to pace himself, feeding her his love in slow, spaced-out ropes of warmth. He allowed her time to collect his seed on her tongue and slowly taste its fullness. To her surprise, his choice of words seemed to turn a switch in her. While it was no poprock shake, she felt herself develop an appreciation for the taste, a flavour she sensed not only with her tongue but also her heart....and her thirsty nethers. She gulped it down slowly, deliberately, making him appreciate each and every swallow with a loud moan. She didn't let up, drawing his feeding longer and longer with every slow, hungry suckle. He seemed more than happy to oblige, groaning softly as he pumped more for as long he could manage.
He gave a loud, satisfied sigh as he gave her one last gulp. She went on a little while longer, sucking and licking every drop clean. She felt a touch of pride at the fact that he did not soften even the slightest bit after finishing in her mouth. Not even stallion biology was a match for the hotness that was Rainbow Dash! Satisfied with her show of affection, she gave a happy sigh of her own. “I love you, Mars,” she flared her wings, gently tipping herself forwards, taking Marshal down with her. They landed with a soft ‘pomf’ on the pile of pony pillows.
“And I love you, Rainbow,” he echoed her, leaning up to draw her into another tender kiss. “Uh, Rainbow?” He mumbled into her lips as he noticed the slow, rhythmic rocking of her warm fuzzy body atop his own. “What are you doing?”
“My butt’s buzzing,” she whispered, peering down at him with an impish look, her tail swishing with budding excitement. “Pretty sure that means there’s a friendship problem or an apocalypse or something.”
“What do you think it is?” He whispered back, barely holding back a snigger as he ran his fingers through her wings and tail.
“It’s gotta be the evil time wizard and his army of time-travelling crummy-losers,” Rainbow smirked, “But we’ve already got a big head start on them. I wanna see’em catch up with us, if only to see their faces.”
“Heh, they’re not gonna know what hit’em.” He grinned back. “For Equestria!”
“Nah, Equestria can wait in line,” she gave a soft moan as she wiggled her hips, feeling him become one with her once more, “Tonight it’s all us," she sighed, luxuriating in the feel of his love filling her up. "What I mean is, I love you," she added quietly, her soft blush competing with the warmth from the fireplace.
"Heh, I know, Rainbow," he chuckled, nuzzling her on the nose.
"Just checking. I never know with you," she muttered into her hooftips.
"I do. Because I'm about to show you," he whispered in her ear, "I love you, Rainbow Dash." She gave a loud squeak as he pushed into her. They moved as one, making slow intimate love as only a mare and her beloved stallion could. They held each other tight as they kissed and cuddled, making love again and again all the way through the longest night.
Clop Author’s Notes:
FUN FACT: There was going to be a scene involving pop rocks and another involving underpants, but Prude Mightier was adamant it was all too racy for their firsty. Fear not. The Twilight, Lightning, and/or Chrysalis sequel will definitely deliver the goods if I have any say in it, even if I have to write them into Twilight’s flash cards myself!
Fluff Author’s Notes:
This was a very enlightening experience for Manifest. And a very giggly one for me. I regret nothing.