You've been pining after the former siren for a long time now. Even without powers her beauty, fashion sense, and confidence are all too alluring to ignore. Even more so, her bodacious booty should be considered a national treasure.
Now, you muster your courage and approach her to confess your feels. However, that's not enough to win the lead Dazzling over. She wants you to prove it. Do you think you can? Read and fine out.
Story contains: A Thicc Adagio, Slight Femdom, Serious Ass Play, Anal, Rimming, Creampies, Spanking, Vaginal intercourse, Squirting, and Slight Maledom
“Arrrgh, I can’t believe I failed that test!” Your buddy, Snips groans, slumping over, dragging his feet as he stares at a sheet of paper full of red marks.
“I tell you what I can’t believe,” you chuckle beside him, “that Snails aced that same test.”
“Yeah, that makes two of us,” Snails chuckles with a toothy grin, holding a test paper with a hundred circled at the top.
“Guess that math test was pretty easy, huh?” I elbow Snails playfully.
“Math test?” Snips perks up with a look of sheer confusion. “I thought that was the history test?”
“No…that’s tomorrow, dude.”
“…” Snips gawks with a deadpan expression before exclaiming, “Shit!”
Snails and I can’t contain ourselves before we burst out laughing. “Seriously,” Snips groans. “I had two tests to study for, and I got the dates mixed up. I thought today was the history test.”
“Aw, don’t sweat it too much, man,” you pat your dejected friend on the shoulder. “At least you won’t make the same mistake twice. Now that…would be…hilarious.”
“I don’t wanna hear that from the guy who got a stiffy just from smelling Adagio Dazzles hair.” Snips snaps back with an impish grin.
“I did not!” I shoved. But damn, did she smell good.
Tangy and citreous. Just the thought of the scent sends your mind reeling back into the memory.
Three Weeks Ago
You just finish getting dressed for gym class and head outside to the courtyard. Your fellow classmates scatter about, chatting, doing stretches and warmups, all in their own little groups. You, Snips, and Snails hang back, watching from afar, seeing as the three of you aren’t the most athletic individuals of the bunch. “Urgh, I hate gym class,” Snips grumbles. “Always with the running and the exercise-“
“And getting hit in the face with balls.” I finish for him.
“Yeah, that’s not fun either,” he slumps forward.
“Well, look on the bright side,” Snails chimes in, “at least today ain’t dodgeball day.”
“Yeah, we just have to run till we puke,” I point out. “That’s always fu-”
You stop midsentence as something bumps passed you, knocking you and Snips to the side. Whatever it is, it feels plush and soft against your face as the smell of orangey tang fills your nostrils. Just as quickly as it appeared, the object swept forward, taking the delightful scent with it as the source comes into view. “Watch where you’re standing, losers. You’re blocking the walkway.” The citreous ex-siren snaps as she struts onto the field.
You can’t help but keep your eyes peeled on her. The pale-yellow skinned girl walks away with such grace and confidence, but the thing that truly holds your attention is her ass. The glorious globs snuggly held in by a pair of tight jogging shorts. They jiggle and sway in a flowing motion that’s practically hypnotic, making it nearly impossible to take your eyes off of them. You follow her as she crosses the quad and is a decent distance from the rest of the class before she begins to stretch. You can practically feel your eyes bulging from your skull as you watch her twist and contort her body.
Not until she bends over to touch her toes do you feel your heart threaten to explode from your chest. Her ass truly puts the fabric of her shorts to the test as they look as though they threaten to tear open at the seams when she bent forward or tightened between her cheeks as she stood up. At this point, you could neither confirm or deny that your shorts might have gotten a little…tighter…for some reason.
Before you know it, you feel something smack the side of your head.
“Ow,” you rub the side of your head, “what the shit?”
“Sorry, dude, but you were off on “Adagio Island” again.” Snips comments with a deadpanned expression.
“Adagio island?”
“That’s what we call it when you start daydreaming about Adagio,” Snails explains.
“Oh…I do that…often?”
“All the damn time,” Snips points out. “After a point, the only way to bring you back to reality is a nice whack to the head.”
“Huh, I guess that explains the lump that’s starting to grow back there.” You glare at your friend, incredulously.
“We wouldn’t have to if you’d stop dazing off like that.”
“Yeah, man, be real for a second,” Snails says with a raised brow. “You know Adagio’s out of your league. Plus, she’s the meanest girl in school. Basically, the only person Aria is scared of, and she picks fights with the teachers.”
“I can’t help it guys,” you sigh heavily, “the heart wants what the heart wants.”
“More like what your dick wants, and that’s to be buried in Adagio’s ass.” Snips rebuts.
“Also, yes.” You nod firmly and shamelessly.
Snips and Snails both practically bust a gut laughing at me. It’s no secret you’re an ass man, and Adagio has the hottest, plumpest, juiciest ass in school. What you wouldn’t give to have her sit on your face. You’ve had plenty of crushes and plenty of girlfriends. Sadly, they never lasted long. The moment you asked or brought any implication of any form of potential ass play, they basically called you a freak and broke things off. It hurt for a time, but you understood. Some girls weren’t into it, but something was different about Adagio. You could feel it. You just never had the chance to get close to her.
Other than her sisters, she keeps pretty much everyone at a distance. Only those that dare to bash on her talk to her and the ex-siren made them soon regret it. Maybe your friends are right. Adagio might just be out of your reach, and you need to accept it. Still, it was nice to dream.
Just as you three reach the main hall, you stop and turn towards the adjacent hallway. “I’m gonna take the short cut home through the field.”
“Alright, man,” Snips waves you off, “cya tomorrow.”
“Right.” I wave back, “Remember, tomorrow’s test is history.”
“I know, dammit! I know!”
Both you and Snails laugh a bit before your lanky friend waves back, “Later.”
You part ways with your friends and head towards the quad. Thankfully most of the student body is thinning out, leaving the way mostly uneventful, save for a few stragglers and club-goers. Once you find the nearest corridor, you snake your way outside. The exit spits you out on the right sight of the school a good, thirty feet from the football field. You casually meander towards the area mulling over what to do when you get home. Probably eat and chill for a while. Your homework load for the day is pretty light, nothing you can’t do in an hour or so.
Just as you reach the turf, something catches your ear. You halt in curiosity, thinking it’s just your imagination, but soon enough, you hear it again. It’s light and gentle on the breeze, but it’s there. A soft, almost enchanting melody. You turn your head this way and that, trying to pin down where it’s coming from, till you make a full one-eighty towards the opposite side of the school. With your interest more than piqued, you decide to investigate and see if you can find the source.
You follow and trail the sound, listening intently as it becomes noticeably louder. The soothing tone soon registers to you as a voice. “Hmm, whoever that is has a nice set of pipes,” you mutter to yourself.
As you continue your leisurely stroll, you can’t help but close your eyes and merely let the melodic voice pull you towards it. As you move, almost mechanically, you feel your mind strolling down memory lane.
Two Weeks Ago
You were walking down the hall one afternoon. After finishing off a study session with Snips and Snails, both of which needed more help than you could’ve imagined. You traipsed through the empty hallways with nary a worry until your ear catches something. Music. You perked your ears up, following the sound from further down the hallway. Ever the curious one, you trailed the music. As you continue on your way, you came to a crossroads in the hall. Luckily, the sound amplified as you grew closer and seemed to be coming from the right hallway. No sooner did you reach it and make the turn, you heard the music practically blasting from the first door on your right.
Seeing as you came this far, you thought it’d be a waste not to see what was going on. So you took a peek through the small window in the door. The sight beyond nearly knocks the wind from your lungs, and your eyes threaten to pop from your skull. From your vantage point you have, you can see none other than Adagio Dazzle, and she’s dancing. The music is raging with a power bass-filled beat, and the former-siren is prancing, swaying, and posing through everyone effortlessly. As if that alone wasn’t enough to get your blood pumping, it was her outfit.
The pale-yellow skinned girl was dressed in a black fishnet onesie, and a layered atop of it was a pink frilly miniskirt that barely hid her bodacious rear. The purple thong beneath rode high on her hips and a purple half-cut jacket that seemed to firmly hold her swaying bust. You couldn’t pull your eyes away even if you wanted to, and you didn’t. As far as you were concerned, looking away from such a dazzling display would have been paramount to the greatest of sins.
Adagio danced with an elegant practiced grace that almost brought you to tears. From high-kicks to spins and splits, Adagio was moving like a pro. As the song reached its apex, the base sped up. That's when Adagio spun around and began to twerk. Your heart pounded so hard you thought it might explode. Watching her magnificent ass bounce in such an aggressive fashion almost made you feel you’d creamed your pants on the spot.
Finally, as the music hit its final notes, Adagio stopped her twerking. Without missing a beat, she gave a last twirl into a sitting position on her knees, legs spread as she threw her head back with her chest pressed forward. Your jaw dropped in amazement at the visage as Adagio's breathed heavily, causing her chest to rise and fall with a slight jiggle. Suddenly, you heard the sound of clapping, which pulled you from your reverie. You turned to see, much to your surprise, Rarity Belle sat opposite of the ex-siren. “That was wonderful, darling!” The fashionista smiled brightly. “Truly marvelous!”
“You really think so,” Adagio asked as she rose to her feet, “not too slutty, right?”
“Well…I would never use such a crass word,” Rarity assured her. “Your performance was more…risqué. Certainly very tasteful, to say the least.”
"Thanks, I was going for slutty, but "risqué" sounds better." Adagio smiled lightly as she walked over to grab a towel sitting on a desk to the side. "And thanks again for the outfit. It's hard finding the right closed to dance in, especially anything in style. You're the only person at this school with any real taste, so I figured you were the one to ask. I honestly figured you'd just tell me to piss off."
“Again, not a phrase I would use,” Rarity waved off the comment, “but I never turn down a potential client. I confess, we may have had our differences, but I saw no reason to refuse you, dear. You came to me and asked me to make you an outfit for dancing. Seeing as you haven’t caused any sort of ruckus or mischief since the…incident.”
“You mean when I practically brainwashed the school and had everyone at each other’s throats with the intent of taking over and ruling the world?” Adagio smirked playfully.
“Yes…that incident,” Rarity chuckled nervously.
“You don’t have to pussyfoot around it,” Adagio told her. “I know I fucked up. Big time.”
“Language, please.”
“Right,” the former-siren rolled her eyes. “Anyways…I lost. Plain and simple. As much as I would love to have my powers back, I think I’m kinda…happier without them. Being a siren…way too much pressure.”
“How so?”
“When you can make everyone do what you want with just a little song, makes everything kinda…hollow. Nothing’s real. I could make anyone do just about anything. Don’t get me wrong, it is pretty fun, especially on those long…lonely nights. Still, you know that what they’re doing, what they’re feeling isn’t real. You can poke and prod them, but once the music stops, the shows over.”
"Now, without my powers, I find things a little more…challenging," Adagio smirked. "Putting some effort into getting what I want is fun. It's also freed up my imagination. I can't tell you how many ways I've figured out how to get guys to buy me drinks without taking off a lick of clothing."
“I…I see, that certainly does sound…challenging,” Rarity chuckled nervously, her cheeks slightly burning. “Speaking of, I know it’s none of my business, but might I ask why you wanted such an outfit? I mean, I’ve made such outfits before, but they’re typically for, ahem…behind closed doors scenarios.”
“Yes, and?” Adagio turned, facing the alabaster girl with a hand on her hip.
“Well, dancing in such an outfit…to such pulsing music…you’re not doing, what I think you’re doing are you?”
“Oh,” Adagio cooed, cocking her head to the side, “and what is it, do you think I’m doing?”
“You know…” Rarity’s cheeks burned brighter as she seemed to avoid eye contact.
“I don’t know.” Adagio smiled coyly as she slowly sauntered over to the fashionista, “Oh, do you mean, am I selling my body? Am I traipsing up and down the streets at night? Taking cash from any stud that’ll pay me to have some fun behind an alley? Or maybe I’m in some trashy strip club. Sliding around a pole as rando dudes slide money in my underwear as they grope and touch me? Is that what you think?”
“W-Well, I don’t m-m-mean to accuse you, d-dear, it’s j-just-” Rarity stammered nervously.
“Well, you’d be right,” Adagio answered simply.
“Excuse me?” Rarity asked in shock.
“I do work at a strip club,” Adagio nodded in confirmation. “After we lost our powers, my sisters and I had to get jobs, obviously.”
“But a…stripclub?”
“You’re forgetting, I’m a siren, Rarity. I’m a lot older than I look,” the pale-yellow girl winked playfully. “Plus, it’s not a trashy one. It’s really nice. Hell, it’s the nicest one in town. I get paid well. My boss is strict but fair. Plus, I like to dance and have people admire me. I may have lost my powers, but that hasn’t changed.”
“I see,” Rarity chuckled, before coughing into her hand, trying to regain her composure. “well, I suppose that’s…reasonable. As long as you’re happy.”
“I am.” Adagio gave a firm nod. “Hey, you and the girls should stop by some time.”
“W-W-Wha-I beg your pardon!?” Rarity stammered her face burning beat red.
“No, seriously, I could totally get you guys in. I could even get you into the VIP room with me. I wouldn’t mind giving you girls a private show.”
“T-T-Thank you, d-darling, but I…d-don’t think that w-will be-”
“Oh c’mon, it’ll be fun,” Adagio purred as she turned about and jutted her grandiose rear end at the young woman, “I’ll even let you touch me. Consider it a thank you for putting me on the right path.”
“T-T-This is hardly-”
“Now, don’t be bashful. You can’t tell me you wouldn’t want a piece of this,” Adagio gave her ass a firm slap for emphasis, earning a small squeak from the purple-haired girl. “Go on. I’ll even give you a free sample. C’mon, give it a nice. Hard. Sm-”
“I’msorryIaskedihavetogoenjoyyouroutfit!!!” Rarity quickly cut her off as she quickly rose from her seat and raced for the exit.
If not by the grace of sheer luck, you managed to duck and make a mad dash back the way you came and hid behind the corner. Not a second later, you heard the door slam open and rapid footsteps moving further and further away. You stealthy peek around the corner, just in time to see a trail of smoke coming from the room you assume Rarity just exited from. A short moment later, Adagio followed sweet, looking down the hall the fashionista disappeared from. “Hmm, I like her. She’s fun to tease,” Adagio giggled as she reached into her cleavage and pulled out a wad of cash. “She forgot her payment too. Guess I’ll leave it in her locker with a note.”
You watched as Adagio merely shrugged before heading back into the room and closing the door behind her. Your heart raced inside your chest. You couldn’t believe what you saw, nor could you help but feel slightly jealous of Rarity for being where you wish you were. Having Adagio Dazzle’s incredible ass within arm's length and running away! Insanity. Still, the fact that you managed to admire such a display was nothing short of a blessing. One that kept your hand busy for weeks to follow.
Suddenly you feel your foot hit something, causing you to fall.
“Argh,” you groan as you hit the floor. You grunt as you look about, realizing you wandered towards the opposite end of the school. Jeez, Snips was right. When I think about Adagio, my mind is like a thousand miles away.
Once you get your feet under you, you notice the singing has become noticeably louder. You get back up and dust yourself off as you slowly creep closer to the side of the building. When you reach the corner, you peek around the corner, you can’t keep your eyes from widening in surprise and wonder. There, sitting against the wall is none other than Adagio. And she’s singing. Singing as she reads a novel and seeing as she’s halfway through and reading so intently, it’s clearly not for homework. You feel your heart swelling, but not in joy, but in a touch of melancholy.
You watch as she sings to herself, a slight smile on her face, but it’s certainly not one of happiness or even contentment. It’s a fake smile, one masking the sadness beneath. There’s no one around besides you, so you’re not sure why she’s putting on such an expression. Still, you can’t turn your gaze away. Adagio always walks around with such swagger and confidence. Nothing seems to get to her. Anyone who has tried to put her down, she tore them to pieces. Most are too scared to approach her, save her sisters. No matter where she went, she always held herself above the cut.
But now? Now, it’s as if you’re peeking behind the curtain. The more you listen to her sing, the more you feel your emotions welling inside your chest. It doesn’t look like it, but the ex-siren seems…vulnerable. More approachable, and every instinct in your mind is telling you to step forward. Engage with her. Make yourself know and confess. You usually manage to stuff down these feelings, believing them to be nothing more than a physical attraction for the pale-yellow girl. But now, something feels different.
Your legs tremble in fear and anxiety as you fight to hold yourself where you are. Your mind racing with thoughts of what to say, despite how hard you try to bury them. You stand there, gritting your teeth, struggling with yourself until you hear, “You know, it’s rude to spy on people, right?”
Your eyes widen in shock as your heart almost skips a beat. You look over and see Adagio still staring at her book, not looking away. “Yes, I’m talking to you, dumbass.” She sighs heavily as she closes her book and glances your way, “Are you gonna come one out, or are you still jerkin’ it over there?”
“I-I wasn’t jacking off,” you snap as you step out from around the corner, feeling your cheeks burning red.
“Sorry, my mistake,” she smirks slightly as she stands up, “I just figured someone staring at me was either a perv or a thief. Looking at you now, I’m one-hundred percent sure you’re not a thief.”
“How do you know I’m not a thief,” you argue, folding your arms defensively. “I could totally rob you.”
“The fact that you’re still blushing says enough,” she giggles playfully. “Plus, you haven’t denied that you’re a pervert either, so that’s still on the table.”
You open your mouth to fight back but sigh dejectedly. She’s right. You’re a lover, not a fighter. Is what I like to tell myself, you think to yourself. “How did you know I was there?”
“If there’s one thing to be said about me that is absolutely indisputable, it’s this: I’m an attention whore. I’m used to having eyes on me, so I know when I’m being watched.”
“Hmm, that’s a…fair assessment,” you mutter as you think about it. “Sounds like a nifty ability.”
“Oh, it is,” she nods knowingly, “it’s how I know you’ve been watching me.”
You feel the blood drain from your face in terror, and you take notice of Adagio’s smirk widening. “Yeah, don’t try to deny it,” she says, crossing her arms, “I know you’ve been watching me. From time to time, I get this typical feeling of being watched from afar, but it’s always followed by this…heated sensation. Like you’re sending some kind pervy “vibes” or something my way. It’s like you’re eye-fucking me or something.”
“I wouldn’t say eye-fucking,” you chuckle nervously, per se.
“So…you admit you’ve been watching me,” she quirks her brow at you, “care to tell me why?”
You feel the thoughts and feelings from before fighting to get to the surface, but now that you’re talking and she’s basically called you out, do you really have a choice? Do you have anything to lose? You’ve been crushing on Adagio for the longest time. The worst she can say is no. Best, just rip it off like a band-aid and get it over with. You take a deep breath. Straighten your back. Look Adagio right in the eye with a look of determination that seems to take her a bit by surprise as you declare, “I really, like you, Adagio Dazzle! Will you please be my girlfriend?”
“Please,” you request firmly, back straight, chest out, eyes burning passionately, “I want you to be my girlfriend.”
Standing in front of you is the girl of your dreams. Adorning one of her favorite attire, a raspberry tank top covered by a cutoff jacket, fingerless gloves, and tight purple pants, while atop her heads sits a pair of red sunglasses. Leaning against the wall behind her voluptuous curvy figure is on full display. The epitome of “hourglass.” The slope of her narrow shoulders bleed down to a full buxom chest, held up by her crossed slender arms before slimming down her fit, trim midsection. From there, her waist blossoms down toward her best asset; her hips widen, flowing down the fullest, juiciest ass you’ve ever seen. Even with her facing you, her rear spills at the sides, making it easy to see. Such a magnificent posterior is held up by a pair of sumptuous thick thighs and long legs.
Her vivid orange hair looms behind her, fluffed up, and bound in her favorite spiked hairband. Those brilliant raspberry eyes pierce into you passed the bangs of hair that frame her stern yet soft face. “Seriously?” She quirks her brow, quizzically, “Why?”
“Why?” You repeat, taken aback by her questioning. “Why not? You’re amazing!”
"Be more specific," she states firmly.
"You're beautifully stunning, intelligent, and charming. Very fashion-forward. You're so confident and outspoken; you’re never afraid to speak your mind. I admire that."
You observe as the former siren’s suspicious expression slowly melts into one of intrigue. “Go on.”
"You're ambitious, yet cool under pressure. Well, you're just cool in general, honestly."
She smirks at you, pushing herself off the wall, slowly sashaying around you, her eyes sizing you up and down, “Keep going. You’re starting to get my attention.”
“You’re also secretly very caring.”
“Excuse me,” she asks, her beautiful pleasant tone quickly devolving into agitation. “What in the name of Starswirl would make you believe I’m “caring?”
“Well, mainly, it’s the way you look after your sisters.”
“That’s not “caring.” That’s “babysitting.” She clarifies.
“Tomato. Tomato,” you shrug. “You always help out Sonata when she needs you.”
“Cuz, she’s an idiot and can barely tie her own shoes.”
“You try to keep Aria out of trouble.”
“Fat lotta good it does.”
“All the same, you look out for them,” you state simply.
“So what?” She asks, coming around your front and stopping to face you, “You think I’m not a bad girl?”
“No, you’re a bad girl, no doubt about that,” you chuckle nervously, catching a whiff of her citrus shampoo. “I just know there’s a sweet side to you too. Despite how much you try to mask it, I know you’re not as vicious as you like people to think you are.”
She stares at you, her face neutral for a moment before she sighs, closes her eyes, and flips her hair, “Whatever, just…keep that kinda shit to yourself. Anything else?”
“Well, you gotta sweet ass,” you answer, bluntly.
Your reply manages to cause the pale-yellow skinned girl’s eyes to snap open and look at you accusingly. “I’m sorry, wanna repeat that?”
“Your ass…” you start, staring down at her rear, “it’s magnificent! It’s so full and plump, yet toned and firm. I know I could bounce a whole roll of quarters off of it. I just wanna bury my face in it and love it. Hell, I’d let you use my face as your personal chair if you’d let me. Basically, it’s your best feature!”
To both your’s and her surprise, you see her face turn red at your claim; however, she quickly spins around, facing away from you, “Geez, just how big of a fuckin’ pervert are you!?”
“Sorry, that’s…just how I feel,” you scratch your head, feeling your blunt honesty may have ruined what little chance you might have. It wouldn’t be the first time.
Silence hangs in the air for what feels like forever before you hear her starting to giggle, “Be your girlfriend? Hah!”
She glances over her shoulder at you, brushing her hair from her face, “You can’t handle a girl like me!”
The former siren emphasizes her point by giving her ass a little wiggle, the swaying motions, hypnotically taking hold of you. “But hey,” she coos softly as her delicate fingers caress your cheek, pulling your eyes from her rear to her raspberry gaze, “if that’s how you feel, I think I’m willing to give you a shot.”
“Wh-What, really!?” you balk in surprise.
“Sure, I haven’t had any real fun in a while,” she shrugs before leaning back and pressing herself against your chest. Her lush, billowy hair covers your face. The tangy, citrusy scent fills your senses while you feel the unmistakable swell of her ass press into your groin. You instantly sense yourself grow painfully hard as your erection buries itself in the swell of her cheeks.
“A-Adagio,” you stutter as you fight the sensory overload bombarding your system.
You feel the girl’s arms hook around your neck, pulling you from her hair down toward her face; her eyes lidded, bleeding lust and intrigue. “I hate false bravado,” she whispers sultrily in your ear. “You want me to yourself. I get it, you wouldn’t be the first. Though, you are the first to do so without my powers at work. That alone makes you…interesting. But words don’t mean much if you can’t back them up. So, feel like sacking up or are you gonna chicken out, go home and fap to this delightful moment I’m sure you’ve already stored in your spank bank?”
From the smell of her hair to the pressure of Adagio's ass on your dick, the answer is clear. Fapping it was most definitely out of the question!
You wrap your arms around her midsection, earning a slight squeak of shock before her beautiful, seductive smile returns, “Your place or mine?”
“Mine,” she smiles back. “My sisters won’t be home for a few hours, so we’ll have plenty of time to play.”
Adagio slips from your grasp but quickly takes your hand in hers as she pulls you along. “Just do me a favor and don’t cream yourself before we get there,” she smirks back at you. “I don’t want a single drop to go to waste.”
“Yes, ma’am,” you smile back.
Elsewhere
Time passes by in a blur of playful groping and teasing from the yellow dazzling to keep you primed and titillated for the following fun. Before long, you find yourself in her high-rise apartment. Unfortunately, you don't have time to check it out, before Adagio is on you. Her sweet, delicate lips press against yours in a feverish hunger, and you’re more than willing to feed her. Another moment and the sound of a door opening and slamming pulls you to your senses as you open your eyes. You take a quick glance around as Adagio refuses to let you escape.
Her room is quite spacious; the floors and walls are lined with raspberry wallpaper and matching carpeting. A large, lavish bed is centered in the room with a dark gold comforter and canopy attached to the four polls from each corner. A massive flat-screen sits mounted on the wall over her dresser in front of the bed. On either side of the tv are two doors; the one on the left side is slightly open, revealing what he assumed to be the bathroom, but the other remained shut. The adjacent wall is a full window with a sliding door leading to a terrace outside.
“Hey,” Adagio’s voice catches your attention as you turn to face her. “What’re you slacking off for?”
“Sorry, it’s just…” you chuckle nervously, before glancing around again, “I’ve never been in a girl’s room before. I definitely didn’t think I’d get to see yours so soon, either.”
“Well, you’ve seen it, now, I need you to focus,” she said, her voice, sultry yet commanding at the same time as she pushes you back. “You’ve got me all worked up with the promise of some serious ass play. Now that I’ve got you here, you better deliver.”
The second she finishes her sentence, she pounces at you, sending you sprawling back. Luckily, she lures you right to the bed as you both crash onto it with you on your back and the former siren straddling your waist. Once again, Adagio claims your lips with hers, and you find yourself putty in her hands. She snakes her tongue expertly into your waiting mouth; her tangy taste and smell hammer your senses as her oral muscles plays with yours. Feeling her full weight on you, your hands decide to even the playing field as they reach up and smack them down on the girl’s bodacious ass.
Adagio yelps in surprise before devolving into moans as you grope and knead her cheeks. You can’t help but moan too; even through her pants, you can feel the toned muscle through the pliable fat as your hands sink into her globes. Shiiiiit, her ass is perfect! You groan.
The pale-yellow girl breaks the kiss, smiling down at you, considerately, “Having fun?”
“You have no idea.”
“Actually, given how hard you are back here,” she smirks, grinding her rear against your obvious hard-on, “I think I have a pretty good idea.”
You grit your teeth, grunting as your dream girl rocks her hips against you, giggling at you anxiously. “Damn, you’re so hard,” she whispers, licking her lips. “All just from a little bump n’ grind action. Bet you’d blow your load right now if you were touching my ass for real. Is that what you want? You wanna feel my bare ass?”
“Yessss,” you growl, feeling her firmly press herself against your trapped phallus.
“Alright.” She swings her leg, removing herself from you purring as she leans down to your ear and whispers, “Lie back on the bed and don’t move.”
You waste no time complying with Adagio’s wish; you quickly turn and crawl further back onto the bed. Once you reach the center of the fluff, cushy mattress, you stop and lie back. You sit up and watch the former siren kick her shoes and socks off before stepping onto the bed. Slowly she stalks over to you, swaying her hips to keep your eyes peeled on her. Once she reaches the side of her hips, she stops and grabs the hem of her shirt. “Do I have your attention?” she inquires, her eyes lid with lust and hunger.
You nod anxiously, and her thin, delicate lips form the most delightful of smirks. Your eyes nearly pop from your head as you watch the orange-haired heartthrob peel her top off and fling it aside, revealing her glorious mounds held back by a lacy scarlet red bra. The undergarment looks as if it adheres to her form like a second skin, and luckily, she’s not finished. She turns around with her thumbs hooked through her tight pants. You bite your lip, watching as she teasingly pulls her pants down, letting her scarlet panty covered ass peek out.
She gives her ass a little wiggle before her jeans finally breach the curve of her rear and slide down her thighs. Soon, Adagio pulls her pants all the way off and tosses them aside, just like her shirt. “So, like what you see?” The former siren gives her juicy ass a firm smack to emphasize her point.
“Clothed. Naked. When it’s you, I always like what I see.” You eye her up and down, admiring the display, taking note of every curvature of her frame.
“Flattery will get you everywhere, sweetie,” she grins, “and now, for the coup de grace.”
Without any further ceremony, you watch Adagio drop to her knees, straddling your waist. Pushing her hips back, she splays the whole of her rear right in front of you, allowing her ass to fill the entirety of your vision. “You said you’d let me use your face as my personal seat, right?” She teases you, wiggling her beautiful ass, and you feel your hands twitching, raring to latch on.
“Prove it,” she settles still, looking over her shoulder at you. “Worship it.”
Not needing any further coaxing, your hands act on their own and firmly clasp onto her cheeks. Adagio gasps as you feel your fingers sink into her fleshy rump. You think your heart nearly skips a beat as you let the sensation of the object of your affections fill you with joy. Your fingers dig deep into her pliable fat but soon enough find the firm muscle beneath. You lessen your grip and begin kneading her cheeks, feeling their warmth seep into your grasp. The former siren moans and coos as you continue massaging her. Wanting more, you don’t even hesitate as you reach up ad grab the hem of Adagio’s panties and pull them down.
You stop short, leaving the curve of her yellow rump exposed. Once again, your hands retake their place and grip her bare ass. However, you take the orange-haired girl by surprise as you lean forward and begin peppering her rear with gentle kisses. Adagio gasps in shock before it devolves into the sweetest moan. “Mmm, that’s nice,” she purrs, glancing back at you. “But there’s no need to be so timid. C’mon, I told you to worship my ass. If you wanna be my new bae, you’re gonna have to do better than this.”
Again, this girl lights a fire in you. Her ass was finally in your grasp, and what were you doing with it? Kissing it? Unacceptable! If this beautiful goddess was going to grace you by using your face as her personal throne, you were going to live up to it. You quickly hook your arms around her inner thighs and pull her down onto you. She squeaks in amazement as she feels your face pressing firmly into the crack of her ass; you groan in earnest, feeling her against your face.
Your nose presses against her back door, and you don't falter for a second. You take a whiff, and as you surmise, she smells just as exquisite there as the rest of her. Naturally, Adagio was properly clean; no way a girl of her caliber would leave a single spot of her blemished, dirty, or unkempt. That’s why you waste no time taking a tasty lick of her rosebud. “Oooh, fuck yeah, baby,” she purrs blissfully, “that’s more like it.”
You continue lapping and rimming her with total abandon, listening to the ex-siren moan and gasp atop of you. Soon enough, Adagio starts grinding back against you, trying to force your tongue deeper in. You quickly oblige and begin thrusting your tongue in and explore her depths. Adagio groans and shudders as you feel her tighten around your tongue. Fantastic, you moan, ravishing her like a hungry beast. She tastes good even in here.
This is heaven. Here you are, pleasuring the girl of your dreams. Being given a snowball’s chance to prove your worth to the object of your deepest affections. If it weren’t for the burning need for oxygen brimming in your chest, you’d think you were dreaming. Thankfully, you don’t need to voice your plight as Adagio lifts her hips, giving you a chance to breathe. “Whoo, hot damn, I think we might just have something here,” she moans as she straightens her back and fluffs her hair. “How you doing, sweetness?”
“On…cloud nine…down here,” you chuckle, panting, trying to catch your breath.
“I’ll bet,” she coos before reaching behind her. “Tell you what. Since you’re doing such a good job back there, I’ll gladly return the favor. But here’s the thing, you’re not allowed to cum. If you do, we’re done here.”
You hear the distinct ‘click’ of her bra clasp coming undone, watching as the straps loosen around her shoulder, but remain in place. She gazes over her shoulder at you, giving you the hottest, smokiest look you’ve ever seen. “If you can hold out and make me cum first, I’ll give you a nice reward: the best fuck of your life. Deal?”
“Seriously?” You grin back, cocksure, “Is that really a question?”
“Once again, you surprise me with your boldness,” she smiles vivaciously at you. “Let’s see you back it up.”
With an elegant roll of her shoulders, you watch as Adagio’s bra straps effortlessly slide from her shoulders before she flicks it off and tosses it aside. Sadly, from your current position, you can’t see her beautiful tits, but you’ll get your chance later. You know you will. You’ve made it this far, now it’s time to pull out all the stops. Adagio wastes no further time as she leans down and starts unfastening your pants. After a few short moments, you can’t help but hum in relief as you feel your dick finally spring free as the former siren pulls your stiffness from its confines. “Mm-hmm, well, would you look at this,” she purrs, giving your length a few experimental strokes.
“You’re definitely a lot bigger than I thought.” She gives your shaft a couple tender kisses, sending a shiver up your spine. “Thicker too. This’ll be a treat.”
Her teasing is as skilled as it is precise. She lays subtle sucks along your length before she began lavishing you with sultry licks. Before long, she drags her tongue along every curvature of your rod, getting to know every inch of it. Finally, she ends her teasing and takes you into her mouth. You grunt and groan, letting Adagio service you at her leisure. Her plump, soft lips form a tight seal around you, holding your dick in a warm, delicate embrace.
The orange-haired girl steadily begins to bob her head along your shaft, her tongue gliding salaciously around your crown, moaning. Refusing to sit idle while she plays her little game, you decide to get back to the task at hand. You swiftly take hold of Adagio’s hips and bring her ass back down where it belongs, on your face. Once again, you start rimming her backdoor, prodding her every now and then. You hear her moan around your cock, the humming sending a delightful vibration through you. Despite the pleasure she’s receiving, Adagio doesn’t slow down her ministrations one bit, so neither do you.
She decides to change things up on you; she drags her lips up but stops with your tip still sealed between them. The former siren then took hold of your shaft in both hands before she began stroking your length. From the lavish tongue bath and the great blowjob, your dick is well lubed up. You groan as you feel her hands gliding up and down your shaft with ease, all the while her tongue swirls around your crown as she continued to gently suckle it.
You could feel the faint hints of pressure in your loins, but you manage to stuff it down for now. Not wanting to be outdone, you up your game as well and pull your head back and replace your tongue with your index and middle finger. Gently you run your fingers around her rosebud, and you can feel Adagio twitching at your touch. You then spread her cheeks open with your free hand before slowly sink your fingers into her ass. Adagio whines and moans around your dick as you slowly drive your fingers down to your second knuckles. Her ass offers little to no resistance and practically swallows your digits before clenching around them. “Jeez, Adagio, your ass is hungry,” you chuckle in a mixture of amusement and amazement. “Who’d have thought the great Adagio Dazzle was such a butt slut.”
You feel the ex-siren release your tip with a loud ‘pop’ before glancing back at you, “You don’t sound disappointed.”
"Are you kidding," you smile as you start pulling your fingers back. You feel the orange-haired girl's anal canal tighten even further, refusing to let you go without a fight. "That’s the best damn thing I’ve heard all day.”
“Good, then you better not start slacking off,” she told you before diving back to suckle at your tip.
You grunt as she returns to her ministrations with renewed aggression. You quickly return the favor, fingering her ass steadily, massaging her inner walls. You both moan and groan under each other’s assaults. Adagio twists her hands as she strokes your tool while you finger and squeeze her ass. The pressure in your nethers returns, and no matter how much you try to resist, it's steadily rising to its peak. Luckily you can tell Adagio is in the same boat; a wet substance drips down onto your chin and neck, and her moaning intensifies.
Not wanting to be outdone, you pull your final trump card. Quickly, you remove your fingers and bring her ass back to your face before leaning forward and sending your tongue plunging into her depths. Adagio squeals in surprise, shuddering and trembling as you caress every inch of her. She ceases her motions for a moment until she decides to fight back. With no prior warning, Adagio takes her hands from your cock before diving her head down and swallowing your cock whole. You groan in surprise as you feel the entirety of your dick hit the back of the girl’s throat. Her warm mouth enveloping you while her tongue caresses the underside.
She doesn’t give you a chance to truly take in the sensations before she pulls herself back, dragging her lush, plump lips along your shaft till she reaches the tip and dives back down. Oh my god, you groan, feeling the pleasure, causing your mind to go blank. Adagio Dazzle is deep throating me! And it’s so good! Her throat is so tight, and her mouth is so warm. The way she’s licking and sucking, it’s like my dick is melting in her mouth.
The pressure below once again made itself known as it begins to rise with greater haste, with no hint of stopping. Still, you refuse to quit. You wrap your arms around the ex-siren’s waist and pull her cheeks flush to your face, digging your tongue in as deep it would go. The reaction was immediate as Adagio whines around your cock, but still doesn’t let up as she throat-fucks herself with your dick. You soon feel the girl’s pants shift aside, and the wetness around your neck increases as a wet ‘squelching’ sound follows, along with Adagio moaning feverishly.
The pressure in your gut soon becomes more than you can take; just as you feel ready to explode, the former siren surprises you. In a turn of luck, the citrus haired girl pulls mouth wholly from your cock, gasping and crying in sheer ecstasy. You feel the whole of her weight as her ass presses down on you as she straightens her back and cries out, “Aaaah, fuck! Yes, eat my ass, baby! Shit, I’m gonna cum! Make me cuuummm-aaaahhhh!”
You can’t see, given that Adagio’s ass was smothering your face and obscuring your vision. However, between Adagio's orgasmic screaming and the sudden sensation of something wet, gushing down your neck and chest tells you all you need to know. Victory is yours.
Adagio remains stock still, but you can feel her trembling atop you, gasping and panting as her climax rocks her system. Her ass flexing sporadically around your tongue. Time passes in a bit of a blur, but long enough for you feel your lungs beginning to burn, hungry for fresh oxygen. Thankfully, you get your wish as Adagio finally collapses down atop of you. The second your tongue slips from her asses grip, you take in a massive gulp of air. You both lie in this pile for a time, trying to catch your breaths. “By…S-Starswirl’s b-b-beard,” Adagio stammers as she tries to push herself up until she turns over on her side next to you. “I…I n-needed that!”
“I…noticed,” you reply slowly as you look up to see your shirt thoroughly soaked.
“Shit, I…haven’t cum like…that in a long…time,” she says with a satisfactory grin before looking at you. “You…eat ass…like a champ.”
“Thanks,” you chuckle, giving her a thumbs up. “You’re no…slouch yourself.”
“Years of practice, sweetness,” she purrs, sitting up and stretching her limbs. “Years of practice.”
She fluffs up her hair before looking over at your still towering member, “And would you look at that. You managed to hold off.
“Just barely.”
“Still,” she giggles, reaching over and pressing her index finger to your tip, “a deal is a deal. So, want your reward?”
Your dick kicks a little, speaking for you, demanding compensation. “I’ll take that as a yes,” she giggles as she gets up and sits on her knees. “Get those clothes off first.”
You don’t need to be told twice. As you get to work, pulling your pants and shoes off, you feel the bed shifting about as Adagio moved around. Once you manage to remove everything from your lower body and toss it to the floor, you quickly pull your shirt off to join the pile. “You finished,” Adagio coos next to you.
You turn to face her, and your jaw nearly drops in an instant. Adagio sat at the top of the bed; her underwear wholly gone, leaving herself bare as she laid flat against her belly with her ass in plain view. She looks back at you shaking her ample hips.
Adagio reaches back with her right hand and spreads her cheeks open, revealing her twitching, slightly gaping rosebud, “Well, don’t just stand there gawking. Get over here and fuck my ass.”
Your dick throbbed fiercely, urging you to do just as she said. With no further coaxing needed, you swiftly crawl over towards her. You straddle her legs and place your hands on her plump rear, allowing her to remove hers and bury her face in her pillow. You spread her open and prod her entrance, listening as she mewls and purrs while you line yourself up. After your thorough tongue lashing, she was perfectly slick.
Slowly you pressed forward, and you feel yourself sinking into her waiting embrace with nary a sign of resistance. Both of you gasp and moan as the ex-siren's ass steadily begins to swallow your length. You feel her stretching around your shaft while she reflexively tightens around you. Before long, you hilt yourself inside her, feeling a sense of bliss and elation of finally claiming your long-sought-after prize. “Adagio,” you groan as you sense her gripping you fiercely, “damn, you’re so tight.”
“And you’re…ohhhh, so big,” Adagio purrs, shivering beneath you. “I knew you would be, but hgn…you’re really stretching me out.”
She glances back at you, pleadingly, “Fuck me. Fuck me raw. And don’t you dare stop till you cum inside me.”
“Gladly.” Thanks to Adagio’s earlier ministrations and your own built-up excitement, your body refused to let you take the reins. The moment the citrus-haired girl gave the word, your hips swiftly drew back before fluidly thrusting back.
Soon the room was filled by Adagio's screams and your moans as you fuck her ass for all it was worth. You work yourself into a steady, hard pace, enjoying the sounds of your hips violently clashing with hers. Her cheeks marvelously jiggle with every collision, taking your assault in stride. "Aaaah, shit! Yes, baby, fuck me hard! Just like that!” She cries, gripping her pillow tightly.
“Hrgh, your ass is amazing, Adagio!” You groan, relishing in the velvety grip around your spire, spurring the rising pressure within. “I’m gonna cum soon!”
“Then don’t stop,” she begs. “You’re driving my ass wild! Please, honey, keep fucking me!”
“Your ass is driving me wild too,” you grunt, feeling an instinctual itch in your hand as you watch her rear bounce. “In fact…”
Without a second thought, you raise your right hand and send it slicing through the air, straight onto Adagio’s glorious flesh. The ex-siren cries out excitedly before moaning salaciously. She whips her head back, swinging her wild, barely ruffled hair from her eyes as she glares at you eagerly, “Again! Smack my ass till it’s redder than those apples that hick Applejack sells!”
You swiftly comply, raising your hand and swinging it down, marring her juicy flesh, listening to her cry out in rapturous bliss. With each swing, you feel her tightening around you more and more till every thrust feels more labored, forcing you to thrust even more laborious. The tall tale signs of your release soon make themselves known, and both Adagio and yourself can’t wait any longer. You repeatedly spank the former siren till her cheeks are as red as they can possibly be. With each slap, you feel her ass grasp you so fiercely it's like it's molded to you like a second skin.
You feel your lust and hers filling you to your core, trying to get out, and your body knows only one outlet. “Adagio!” You suddenly fall forward, pressing yourself fully to her back. You hear her squeak in surprise as you swiftly wrap your arms around her collar bone and under her chest, squeezing her mounds between them. Quickly, you rear backward, pulling you up till you’re both standing on your knees. All the while, your hips never cease their motions, trying to bring the two of you the release you crave. “I can’t hold back anymore! I’m gonna…”
“Yes,” Adagio hastily wraps her around your neck, keeping herself flush to you as she seamlessly matches your thrusts. “C’mon, baby, fill my ass. Claim it as yours!”
You bury your face in her hair, letting the full-body tangy scent fill your senses as your hips move with great vigor. Adagio gasps and screams, receiving the full brunt of your ardor until you can no longer restrain yourself. You give two final powerful thrusts before you, at last, feel the dam burst. Both of you scream blissfully as you explode inside her; shot after thick, powerful shot quickly fills the pale yellow girl’s ass. You feel her insides grip you like a vice before turning into a quivering mess as familiar wetness drenches both your legs and the sheets beneath you.
The two of you remain still, locked up by the pleasure crashing through you. Your mind lingers in a sex-drunk haze, the only sounds registering to your ears is your racing heartbeat and Adagio’s shuddering gasps and whimpers. After you finally notice that the most powerful orgasm you’ve ever had has ended, you, at last, feel your muscles go lax. You feel your legs give out first, and before you know it, you’re falling forward, dragging Adagio with you.
Through sheer luck, you manage to lean over, so the two of you land on your sides at the top of the bed, allowing your heads to fall firmly on the pillows. The two of you still remained locked together, even though you're sure you've already gone soft inside her. "Mmmm, damn, what a rush," Adagio mewls as she looks over her shoulder at you. “I haven’t been ass reamed like that since…I can’t remember!”
“Glad to be of service,” you smile weakly at her.
“Oh, you were more than a “service,” she giggles sweetly. “You, my dear, are a full-blown “experience.” Now, don’t go anywhere.”
She then turned back around, rolling onto her stomach, letting you slip free from her grasp. With your freedom in hand, you slowly turn over onto your back, taking a moment to catch your breath. You hear some swishing beside you and turn to see the ex-siren rummaging beneath her pillow. After a moment, she pulled out what appears to a moderate size, silver anal plug. You balk at the sight in surprise for a second as you watch the girl reach back with her free hand to spread her ass open. "Ohhhhhh, you really did a number on me,” she cooed. “My ass is so tender. It’s gaping wide, and it stings like crazy. I love it.”
She smiles lustfully, biting her lip as she takes the plug and wedges it firmly in place. She whines and whimpers, clearly enjoying the sensation before pulling her hands away, “Mhmm, yeah, that’s nice. I definitely wanna enjoy that for a while longer.”
“Now, back to you,” she leers over at you, smiling lustfully and longingly. “I hope you’ve got more left in the tank, cuz…”
You watch as the orange-haired girl shuffles over to your side. She gently wraps her arms around your neck before pulling herself flush to you. Pressing her breasts and sopping nethers against you, she whispers softly, "I'm more than ready for another go. But this time, I want you to drain those nuts in my pussy.”
You can’t help but groan, and you slowly feel yourself becoming hard again. Adagio giggles at you before glancing down. "Oh, poor thing. Did I work you too hard? That's okay, I'll take care of you. Here, turn over,” she insists.
She unwraps her arms from your neck and presses them to your chest and tenderly pushes you onto your back. You gawk in surprise as she swiftly shifts around and straddles your waist before leaning down, leaving you face-to-face. Her fiery mane cascading over you like a thick curtain. "You've put in a lot of work for me. So, let me return the favor. Just lie back and let me show you what I can do."
She clears the final few inches between you as she presses her soft, luscious lips to yours. The exchange was short; chaste, but so passionate, you didn’t want it to end till she pulls away. Her lips don’t travel far as you feel them touch your cheek, then your neck and collarbone. Slowly, she works her way down your body, your skin tingling with each touch, and you feel like every kiss is gradually, steadily rekindling the fire in you.
It isn’t till you feel her lips peck your crown that you look down to see she had indeed reached your slowly rising spire. She takes you into her hand, letting the lingering vestiges of your orgasm coat her palm and fingers. It doesn’t seem to bother her as she gently grips you. She leans down and gives your shaft a lavishing lick from base to tip, “Mmm, even tastier than I remember. While I don’t mind putting you in as is, I’d prefer you were clean for our first go.”
She laid across your lap before giving you another tender lick; you groan, feeling the pleasure shoot through you. “So, just sit back, relax, and watch me work.”
With that settled, Adagio wastes no further time as she leaned down and took you into her mouth. Those soft, plush lips wrap around your tip while her tongue sensually swirls around it. You can't help but moan in pure ecstasy as the former siren began bobbing her head up and down your shaft with masterful ease. Her lips seal tightly around you as she sucks you off and her wet oral muscle sliding along your shaft, giving it a thorough cleaning. Soon you feel her hand take hold of your family jewels and gently massage them in her grasp.
You flop your head down onto the pillow and shut your eyes, moaning and groaning as you submit to Adagio’s mercy. Every suck, lick, and soft grip of her hand fills you with renewed vigor and passion as you steadily feel yourself engorging inside her. Before long, you feel yourself reach full mast with a hardness that feels deliciously painful. With your spire fully risen, Adagio slowly removes herself with an audible ‘pop,’ licking her lips as she marvels at the sight, “Mm-hmm, that’s more like it. Nice and hard, just for me.”
You watch as she rises up on her knees and hovers over your waist; your phallus aimed directly at her nethers as they drip sweet nectar on to it. She lowers herself just enough for your crotch to kiss hers. You both moan as you relish in each other’s heat, your heart pounding in excitement as you prepare to make the final connection. “Last chance to back out,” she leers lustfully at you. “Once you’re in, there’s no going back. You’ll be mine.”
You feel the weight of her words, but they don’t dissuade you one bit. In fact, it causes the exact opposite. Your hips move with great impatience as they press up, causing your tip to slip inside. She gasps in shock, but quickly catches herself and raises her hips, keeping you from delving further in. “Ohhh, wasn’t expecting that,” she moans, biting her lip feverishly. “Looks like there’s no need to ask any further. You’ve made your choice, and now, you belong to me.”
With one powerful push, you both cry out in blissful pleasure as she slides down your length, taking you to the hilt. You groan in a euphoric haze as her wet sheath tightens around every contour of your shaft. Her ass nestles firmly into your lap, and you can’t help but latch your hands wholly onto them to hold her in place. “Ahhh, shit,” she gasps, resting her hands on your abdomen to balance herself, “you’re so deep! You’re pressing right against my cervix! Ohhhh, it's been so long since I've had a deep fucking."
“You’re so hot, wet and tight.” You grit your teeth staring at her hungrily, “It feels like I’m melting inside you.”
“If you’ve got any complaints, too bad,” she grins impishly. “Just sit back and let me show what you’ve gotten yourself into.”
You watch as the pale-yellow girl raises her hips maddeningly slow, dragging her hot succulent sheath up your tool till the tip remains. She slams herself back down, and a deep moan escapes your lips before the ex-siren swiftly begins working her hips in long hard thrusts. It's incredible. Adagio's hips rise and fall with such force that not only does the sound of the impact fill the room but bounces off the bed a few inches. All the while, your hands keep her at her pace, refusing to let her cease. Adagio giggles and moans as she virtually fucks to you oblivion and enjoying every second of it. “Yes! Yes! Oh, fuck, your dick is amazing! It’s filling me so much and hitting me so deep inside! It’s like it’s hollowing me out!”
“Adagio, take it easy,” you grunt under the force of her blows. “Don’t break the merchandise.”
“I can’t help it,” she mewls, slowing her thrusts to a more manageable speed, “it’s been too long, and your dick is so perfect. It’s mine now, and I want it all inside me.”
Watching her ride you with total abandon, you notice her tits bouncing just as fiercely, her glorious mammaries jiggling, mesmerizing you. With them finally, within range, you can't help but reach out and take hold of them. Adagio gasps but doesn't break her stride as your fingers sink into her soft mountainous flesh. You feel her supple abundant skin seeping through the gaps between your fingers with her dark nipples dangling between your middle and ring fingers. You knead her chest, basking in the weight, and sensations filling your senses. “I was wondering when you’d take the hint,” Adagio giggling, looking down at you with a cheeky grin. “I love having my ass played with, but it’s not my only feature to that likes attention.”
Catching her meaning, you begin tweaking her teats between your fingers, rubbing and twisting her tender nubs, and listening to her reactions. She moans and groans in earnest, clearly delighting your attentiveness. Her hips drop down once more to meet your pelvis and remain in place in your lap. She doesn’t stay idle for long as she starts gyrating her hips slowly and sensual. Not only do you feel her grinding her walls around your shaft but rubbing her clit firmly against you.
She mewls at the new sensations as you feel her squeezing you inside her as if she’s trying to memorize every vein and curve. You decide to return the sentiment as you sit up and take her left nipple into your mouth and gently suck on it. She squeaks before giggling, gleefully, “Mmmm, that’s nice, but this isn’t kiddie hour. C’mon, you can get a little rougher. I won’t break.”
You quickly reciprocate and take a firm bite at her teat, earning a deep groan as she bites her lip, “Yeah, that’s more like it. Bite it. Tug it. Suck it.”
Each order is met with the appropriate response as you indulge Adagio’s requests, giving her the manhandling she desires. Her hips still continue to rotate and grind against your pelvis with vigor and determination as she smears her nectar against you. "That's it, baby," she coos as her walls begin to tighten, "love my pussy. Love my tits and ass. Love me. You have no choice now. All of you belongs to me. You hear me? You’re mine!”
“In that case,” you mutter before giving her a hard thrust up. She screams in shock as you start moving your hips, driving yourself deep inside her.
“Shit,” she gasps, her face melting into wanton lust. “D-Don’t! Stop! Don’t s-start fucking me! I-I’ll…I’m gonna…gonna cum soon!”
“If my dick is yours, then that means your pussy is mine, right!”
She bites her lip and shuts her eyes, trying to contain her pleasure until you give her a more laborious thrust, “Right?”
“Ahhhh, yes!” She cries, looking at you with a longing smile. “It’s yours! My pussy…is a-a-all yours now! Do you…want y-your pussy to…c-cum?”
“Absolutely.”
“Then keep…fucking me…hgnnnn…just like t-that.”
You happily oblige and continue to pound her in earnest. She gasps and moans, riding you in total abandon. Gone was the mask of the sassy, mean girl, and in her place was a genuinely love-starved affectionate girl that lay hidden beneath. You held each other’s gaze, and she drank up every ounce of adoration you gave her. In return, she reciprocated by giving you every ounce of passion she had to offer. Both of you move your hips in perfect sync, and you can feel her sheath tightening with such intensity. “Mmm, fuuuck,” she groans, her face slowly scrunching. “So close! Almost…there! Just…a little…more ahhhhh!”
Adagio’s back arches as her body locks up on top of you. She screams as her climax shocks her system, and you can feel the gush of her release bathe your crotch. You quickly stop thrusting and reach up to grab her hips, holding her in place. However, no sooner do your hands touch her waist, do her hands latch on firmly to your wrists. “Don’t…stop,” she pleads, looking at you completely flustered. “K-Keep g-going. I…want y-you to c-cum inside…me. I want it…now!”
Your body moves on its own as you swiftly push yourself to sit up and reach around to grasp the whole of her ass, pulling her entirely to your chest. She responds in kind and wraps her legs around your waist and tightly wraps her arms around your neck, resting her head on your shoulder. With both of you so close, your hips start moving again with great haste into her still climaxing pussy. She squeezes you even tighter, squealing in delight as you feel her sensitive nethers going completely wild. You use your hands to move her hips in time with yours, soaking up all the pleasure her gorgeous body can supply; the pressure in your loins rising with renewed vigor. You grunt and cringe as you feel Adagio raking her nails into your back. Still, instead of hurting, it merely drives you to continue, knowing it’s because she’s thoroughly enjoying you.
She mewls and whimpers, almost like she’s in tears, “Ohhhhh, shiiiiit, I can’t…take m-much more. I’m gonna…I’m gonna cum a-again.”
“Me too.” You groan, sensing your release encroaching.
“Do it,” she begs. “Let it all out. Paint my walls and drown my womb with your seed.”
Again, her words command your body with no input from you as your dick throbs fiercely, and your sack tightens, preparing to give her what she desires. “Let me see your face,” you tell her. “I want to see your face when I cum inside you.”
“Yes,” she moans in agreement. She untangles her arms and pulls herself back to meet you face-to-face with her arms resting on your shoulders. Those dazzling raspberry eyes and beautiful face hold your visage as your hips continue on auto-pilot. She does her best to contain her joy, but you take in every contour of her face. From her knitted brow, flushed cheeks and pursed lips trying to stifle her cute moans you can tell in this one moment, this is a face full of love. Such a sight transmits powerful surges of pleasure and desires down your body.
You can feel yourself swelling as Adagio’s nethers once again tighten snuggly around you. “Adagio,” you groan, lifting a hand to her cheek as you feel yourself reach the edge. “I love you.”
Her cheeks practically burn red, smiling brightly, and just as you arrive on the precipice, the pale-yellow girl dives in and claims your lips. In an instance, you both groan in unison as your orgasms crash into you simultaneously. You can feel yourself exploding inside her, the first shot spewing like a hose, filling her womb to the brim before the next salvo follows and bathes the rest of her fleshy chasm. At the same time, Adagio’s walls spasm frantically around you, massaging and squeezing you, thoroughly trying to drain you of every bit of seed you have.
You both remain interlocked, making out fervently as you relish in your blissful union. Time passes by in a blur. Neither of you is sure how long you’ve been sucking each other's faces, but the fact that your lungs are screaming for oxygen is a good sign that it’s been a while. Both of you finally pull away and gulp down as much air as you can. Slowly your senses begin to return; the first thing you notice is that both your orgasms have finally ceased. The second is that your crotch is very wet and very sticky from your combined fluids. The third is that you’ve gone entirely soft inside Adagio. And finally is that your body is crying for a respite as a wave of fatigue washes over you.
Feeling like you deserve it, you fall back, pulling Adagio with you. She gives a light squeak of surprise as crash onto the bed with her on top of you. She murmurs and purrs, gently laying kisses on your chest a couple times before she slides off of you and onto her side. You look over and see her staring at you with a satisfied smile on her face. “That. Was. Incredible,” she says, reaching over to caress your stomach. “I’m so warm and full inside. I can’t remember the last time I had a fuck like that.”
“So…I did good?”
“You did very, very good,” she giggles. “Almost didn’t think you were a virgin.”
Your heart practically drops into your stomach, and your cheeks flush red. “Oh, don’t look so surprised. I’ve been around for a loooong time, sweetie. I know a cherry boy when I see one. Though I’ll admit, you’re definitely the best virgin I’ve ever had. So, did I deliver? Was that the best fuck of your life?”
“Best fuck of my life…so far.” You give her a cheeky smile, swatting your chest playfully.
“The guy gets laid, and suddenly he’s got a pair,” she chides back. “Though you were bold before we started, so I shouldn’t be surprised. C’mere.”
She beckons you closer, and you turn over onto your side and cuddle up to her, your faces inches from each other. “Now that we’re basking in the afterglow, I think we need to have a nice…proper discussion about…us.”
“Shoot.”
“Listen,” she says softly, but sternly. Your eyes meet hers. You see, the lust and passion still brimming on the surface, but find something beneath. Something, almost benign but just as powerful. Longing. “I’m not one to mince words, so I want us to have an understanding. I’m not the best when it comes to…relationship material. My longest-standing associations were one-night stands at best, and those were all…compromised by my own hand. You could be with a nice girl. A girl that isn’t notorious for manipulating and mistreating others. I’m fickle, greedy, haughty, and typically self-serving. But still…I…want to try.”
She pauses, glancing down for an instant before looking back at you with a look of uncertainty you’ve never seen before. “You’re the first person to…ever approach me so…openly and honestly. You see me the way I am, and it hasn’t deterred you. I know guys like a bad girl, but never…long-term. So, I’ll ask you, do you want me to be your girlfriend?”
“Yes.” You answer with a simple firm nod.
“Jeez, you could at least take a second to think this over,” Adagio glowers at you. “Even after everything I just said, you still want to be with me?”
“Naturally.”
“By Celestia’s mane,” she growls, glaring at you. “Look, I told you once you penetrated me, you’re mine! I won’t let any other girl, have you! If I catch you so much as looking at another girl, I’ll have Aria beat you both within an inch of your lives! You’ll be buying me gifts that’ll have you in debt till you die just because I said I wanted it! When I call you and tell you to come over, I’ll expect you to drop whatever you’re doing to come running to my side! Do you hear me? I. Will. Own. You!”
“I’m okay with that.” You smile genuinely.
“Why?!” She snaps in agitated worry. “Why would you go through that for me?”
“Because you’re worth it,” you tell her simply. She blinks at you in confusion before you continue, “Look, I know you have a bad reputation. I remember everything that happened during the battle of the bands. But I can see that you’re not that person. At least not completely. I know you act the same, but it’s the little things. You take care of your sisters. You’re not deliberately mean to people when you don't have to be. I've even seen you talk to Rarity every once in a while. She doesn't seem to hate you. You're a bad girl, yes, but you're not a bad person. Not anymore. So, sure, if I have to buy you expensive gifts, call you all hours of the day or whatever, I will. I promise.”
“I just…really, really like you. I see you alone a lot. When you’re not with your sisters, you’re by yourself. I’ve seen some of the kids being mean to you, but you don’t let them tear you down, hell you bite them back twice as hard. You put on a brave face, but I can see that it bothers you. I’m not saying this to pity you, I just think you deserve better. I don’t know your life before coming here, but I’m sure you’ve had your reasons for doing the things you’ve done. I know I’d like to know. I’d like to know more about you in general. I can tell you’re not that girl anymore, so I want to see the girl you are now. I believe everyone deserves someone special. A chance at happiness. I…wanna be that…for you. That’s all
She stares at you in disbelief for a moment before lowering her head, causing her citrus mane to hide her face, “You really are an idiot, you know that?”
“I have been to-mmph!” You find your words quickly muffled as Adagio presses her lips to yours. It’s tangy, yet slightly salty from the blowjob she gave you, but you pay it no mind. Her kiss is full of joy and passion, and you love it all the same. She pulls back, smiling lustfully, “Remember, I gave you an out. Now…you’re mine.”
“So…if I asked you to call me every day. Morning, noon, and night, you’d do it?”
“Absolutely.”
“If I asked you to make me lunch and sit with me in the cafeteria…”
“I’m not a good cook, but I’ll do what I can.”
“If I asked you to tell me you love me a hundred times a-” her question falls short as you gently kiss her lips.
When you pull back, you can’t help but smile, “You don’t need to ask me that.”
She looks at you in surprise and longing before scoffing and shaking her head, “Shit, look at me getting all sappy. If my sisters saw me acting like this, I would never hear the end of it. Tartarus, if anybody saw me acting like this, I’d be ruined.”
“Does that mean this side of you is reserved only or me?” You grin at her as she glares at you incredulously.
“Sure,” she smirks back and pecks you on the cheek. “Only you get to see me like this.”
“Sweet,” you chuckle deeply.
“Also, don’t worry about all the stuff I said earlier,” she says with a wave of her hand. “I’m not gonna make you buy be expensive things. And you can talk to other girls without fear of Aria, and I’m not gonna make you stop hanging out with your friends or anything. I just wanted to see how you’d react.”
“Awesome.”
“Though, that being said…” she trailed on, absentmindedly trail her finger along your chest, “I may take you clothes shopping. If you’re gonna be with me, you’ve gotta at least dress the part every now and then.”
“Oh…uh okay,” you chuckle somewhat nervously, thinking about being dragged through clothing stores with the fashionista.
“Also, I will expect you to at least call or text me every day. Morning, noon, and night. I want you to think about me all day, especially when I’m feelin’…frisky.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Also-”
“Dagi?” your new girlfriend’s voice was quickly cut off as two voices pierce through the door.
“Argh, shit,” she groans in annoyance, as she buries her face chest.
“Is that…” you trail off in worry.
“My sisters…yes,” she grumbles, refusing to move.
“Dagi!” The voices call noticeably closer than before.
“I thought you said they’d be gone for hours? Should I…hide?”
“Fuck’em,” she scoffs, cuddling herself closer. “Just hold me. If we stay quiet, they should go away.”
“DAGI!!!” The voices boom, just outside her door. “Dammit, Adagio, we know you’re home. Your car is parked out front.” Aria added, pounding on the door.
You hear your girlfriend growl deeply, “Go. Away! I’m busy!”
“Schlink yourself later! We need you to settle something.” Aria snaps back, banging even harder.
“Yeah, Aria ate the last frozen taco,” Sonata cries out, “even though I called it!”
“So what? Your name wasn’t on it,” Aria bit back.
The two suddenly devolved into rambling bickering, all the while, Adagio grumbled into your chest, clinging to you desperately, “I swear, these two…so fucking stupid…argh, that’s it!”
You watch as the ex-siren peels the covers off you before getting to her feet and walking off the bed towards the door. Before you can even make a grab for the sheets, she quickly swings the door open and barks, "Will you two cut this shit out! I said I was busy, which is me for "fuck off!" got it?"
“You can diddle yourself some other time, this is…” Aria’s comeback quickly dies down as she glares passed her sister towards you, “who da fuck is that?”
“If you must know, that’s my new boyfriend,” Adagio stated firmly, crossing her arms proudly despite her scantily-clad state. “We were in the middle of some post-coital prime cuddle time, and you noisy cows are ruining it!”
“Ohhhhh, new boyfriend?” Sonata giggles as she peered past her peeved sibling to look at you. “He’s cute! Hi!!!” She waves excitedly.
“Hi.” You chuckle sheepishly and wave back, not even bothering to cover yourself anymore.
“Well, fuck him later and help us deal with thi-ahhhh!”
Aria didn't get to finish her sentence as Adagio grabs her and Sonata by their hair and pulls them towards her. You cringe in your seat as you watch the two girls cry and whimper in your girl's grasp. "Do you have shit in your ears? I just said we finished fucking are trying to relax. Now let me be clear, you chattering whores. I don't care if you do this Russian roulette-style, figure this out yourself. If either of you bothers us again within the next hour, the only thing you both will be eating is the full load cum still in my ass! Am I clear?”
They both whine, vigorously nodding in compliance. "Thank you," Adagio exclaimed as she pushed them away, "and goodbye!"
With that, the pale-yellow skinned girl moved back and slammed her doors shut. She twirled about in place, turning back to you with a bright smile on her face, “Okay, that’s settled. They shouldn’t bother us for a while.”
"That was pretty tough to watch," you chuckle. "You…wouldn't really make this eat my cum out of your ass, right? You were joking?"
"Aww, that's so cute," she cooed, "you honestly thought I was joking. Listen, honey, you’re new here, so let me tell you, if I were just a tiny bit lenient with them, this place would be utter chaos.”
“Yeah, I guess that makes sense.”
“Now, come on, we’re gonna take a shower together, and you’re gonna clean me up,” she gestured for him to get up. “Then, you’re gonna rub lotion all over me, including my ass.”
“I am?” You inquire with a slowly rising smile.
“Yes, you are,” she smiles, knowingly at him. “This body is your responsibility now, remember? You made this mess. You’re gonna clean it up.”
“Sounds fair,” you smile as you quickly hop out of bed. “I’ll be sure to get every nook and cranny.”
She giggles as you reach her and wrap your arms around her, gripping her ass. She returns the affection and lightly drapes her arms around you, giving you a peck on the lips. “I know you will. And don’t worry, I’ll return the favor. Your mine now, too, and trust me, I take good care of my things.”
She takes your hand and leads you towards the bathroom. You did it. Adagio fucking Dazzle is your girlfriend! You didn't just win this challenge. You killed it!
