The harsh cry of his name startled him from his nap. He looked around his room, waiting for his eyes to focus. His door exploded open causing him to yell and dive behind his bed.
“SPIKE!”
His adrenaline filled, half-asleep brain recognized the voice, but it also failed to connect it to a face. He peered up over his bed and nopony was there. He did notice that his doors were intact despite the shattering sound he had heard. He padded out of his room rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and looked around in the hallway. It was empty. There wasn’t even a sou-
“SPIKE! I NEED YOUR HELP!”
He definitely recognized the voice. He started jogging toward it, still trying to connect the voice with a face. He turned a corner and saw a rainbow trail disappear into Twilight’s room. He ran up to the door and found Rainbow Dash standing at the foot of Twilight’s bed. She was just...staring at the bed like she was watching something.
“Hey, Rainbow Dash.”
“AH!” She jumped up to the ceiling and held herself aloft.
“Sorry about that. I didn’t mean to scare you. What did you need?”
Rainbow Dash looked around as if to make sure no one was watching and slowly came down to meet him in the doorway. “I, uh, I need help with getting to know…” She trailed off and turned her head toward the bed again. She shook her head and turned back to look at Spike. “I need help with get-”
“Hey guys. Why are we all hanging out in Twilight’s room?” Starlight had appeared seemingly out of nowhere. Of course, her room was on the same floor, so it made sense that she might walk by.
Spike turned to greet her, “Hey Starlight. Rainbow Dash was just looking for me. She needs me t-”
“HiStarlight!Wegottago!Bye!” Rainbow Dash grabbed Spike’s claw and flew off and out of the castle. __________________________________
"This is weird, Rainbow. Like...really weird."
"I KNOW!" Rainbow Dash dumped the rest of her cider down her throat and slammed the mug down on the table. It clattered against several other mugs that had gathered over the past few hours.
Spike scratched the back of his neck and stared down into his half full mug. She brought him to the bar and started talking about a bunch of random things. Finally after three or four ciders, she got serious and started talking about Pinkie Pie. She talked about things she had done to Pinkie Pie and things Pinkie Pie had done to her. He didn’t know if he’d ever be able to eat another cupcake in his life. And ever so painfully slowly, she got to revealing that she was attracted to Twllight. That she really wanted to make a serious effort to woo her. And that she would really appreciate any help he could give her, since he was closest to her.
He wanted to help his friend, but this particular issue was...not comfortable. He looked back up to Rainbow Dash. She was drunk. She couldn't even hold her head up anymore. It was drooping lower and lower. Her head shot up when the next mug was set in front of her.
"Maybe you should stop, Rainbow Dash. You said what you needed to say already, so you don't really need any more liquid courage."
A gleam appeared in her eye. She grabbed the new mug and tipped it back, chugging the whole thing with just a few gulps. She set the mug down gingerly with an over exaggerated sigh of satisfaction and looked Spike right in the eye.
"Not until you agree to help me."
It was Spike's turn to drain his mug. He set it on the table and stared at Rainbow Dash's smug face. "Fine. But if this makes my relationship with Twilight any weirder, I'm probably gonna burn your house down."
"That's fair." Rainbow Dash stood up and looked in the vague direction that she knew the bar to be. "Barkeep! Another round for my friend and me!"
Flitter rolled her eyes and jerked two more ciders off the tap. She flew them over and set them down in front of Spike, giving him a look. He hadn't been out drinking much, so he couldn't really read the mare. But he did sense the concern at least. He figured she was telling him to cut her off. He looked back to Rainbow who was clearly annoyed that her drink wasn't in front of her.
"Let me guess, these are for celebrating the fact that I agreed to help you. Right" His dry tone was not missed by Rainbow Dash. She reached over and swiped one of the mugs to her side, knocking one of the empties to the floor in the process. Thank goodness it didn't break.
"You're right, mister smarty pants. No need to gloat. But there's logic. We came here and started with sad drinking. Then we moved to weirdsville drinking. And now we get to finish with happy hopeful drinking."
Spike nodded his head, "That makes a lot of sense, actually. But we need to go after this. The barkeeper is getting annoyed." He pointed a claw over to Flitter staring at them while mixing other drinks.
"Oh ppffffhhh. Flitter's fine. She'll find someone to take home and blow off all the steam." Rainbow Dash looked over and gave her a smirk and a wave. Flitter stomped a hoof and turned to deliver some other drinks.
Spike rolled his eyes, "Anyway, what are we gonna drink to exactly?" Rainbow Dash tapped her chin for a minute as she tried to figure that out in her alcohol addled brain.
Then she raised her mug high and called out for the whole bar to hear, "To my friend Spike! He's one of the best friends a pony could ask for. May his knowledge and skills be ever useful and successful in his quest to help his friends!"
The bar exploded in cheers and applause as Spike and Rainbow chugged in tandem. One because she was so happy. The other because he was already regretting what he agreed to.
Spike didn’t like this at all. He had learned way more than he wanted to know when Twilight had talked to him about the incident. He probably could’ve given Rainbow Dash information just from that conversation and it probably would’ve been enough. He wasn’t a child. He knew that was never going to happen again. Not only did it just feel wrong to be with Twilight, but he wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he ever hurt Twilight like that again.
But now he had to delve into that realm in order to help Rainbow Dash. He had to think about things that Twilight liked, which inevitably led to him thinking about what Twilight had liked in bed. And that led to how much he had liked it. How much he enjoyed tearing flesh. How much he enjoyed biting limbs. He shuddered.
“Are you okay, Spike?” Twilight’s voice caused him to nearly jump out of his skin. “Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.”
He looked over. She was carrying a stack of books. Presumably from her private study back to the library. Her mane draped down the side of her neck, accentuating it's length and curve as she looked at him over her shoulder. The glow of her magic twinkled in her eyes, filling them with stars. They gathered him in, watching him with her natural curiosity. She was concerned about him, but not worried as a small smile played on her lips. She was beautiful.
“ARGH!” His outburst caused a small flinch, but she remained, “Twilight I need to ask you something.”
She turned to fully face him. "What is it, Spike? You seem really upset."
He paused a moment, "Do you have issues lingering from our...thing? Like, is that level of crazy the only way you can...you know...finish?"
"Oh." She set the books down and sat on the floor. Her gaze turned to her slowly shuffling hooves. Spike could tell her thoughts were going deep. He could tell she was considering a lot as well as weighing what to say.
"I can handle it, Twilight. I just need to know if I really messed you up."
Her hooves stopped and her eyes returned to his. She stood, crossed the hall, and wrapped her hooves around the dragon. After a couple seconds, she released the hug and looked into his eyes.
"Spike, you don't need to worry about me. Yes it was weird. Yes I had to go away for a while to deal with it. But I'm back because I'm able to live my normal life again. I can live normally. No extremes needed." Spike nodded, looking at the floor. Twilight placed a hoof on his chin and drew his gaze up to hers. “Spike, you’re my family. What happened wasn’t anypony’s fault. And it definitely wasn’t yours.”
Spike smiled and gave Twilight another hug. He stepped back and gave her his finger guns and a wink, “How ‘bout I help you out with those books?”
Many hours had been spent in the library. It had been like it was when they first moved to Ponyville. They had spent most of the time reading quietly, soft chuckles and smiles escaping as they both read through their humorous books. But direct sunlight pouring through the east window signaled that perhaps it was time to start thinking about dinner. Spike’s rumbling belly agreed.
“Gosh, we haven’t done that in a while, Spike. It was nice.”
“Yeah, it was.” He got up off his chair and stretched. Another loud rumble escaped his belly.
Twilight laughed as a rumble came from her belly as well. “I guess we should go eat something. What sounds good, Spike?”
Spike thought for a moment, “We haven’t been to Hay Burger in a while. It sounds kind of good.”
“Hay Burger it is.” She levitated a small purse over and tucked it under her wing. “Alright. Let’s go, Spike.”
The walk to Hay Burger was uneventful and soon enough they were sitting at their table enjoying the greasy goodness. They chatted about nothing in particular. Spike mentioned some of his more recent comics, Twilight gushed about some ancient Equestrian ritual she had been researching. They were having a great time. But it ended because Spike was facing the door.
The door is where Rainbow Dash appeared. She wasn’t there looking for them. Her eyes were glued to the menu posted up above the registers. But Spike had to stop listening to Twilight, because his eyes were glued onto Rainbow Dash. She ordered her food and stood by the counter waiting. Then she decided to look over. Spike gave her a weak wave.
“Who are you waving at?” Twilight turned around. “Oh! Hey Rainbow Dash! Come sit with us!”
Spike saw her gulp as she plastered a smile across her face. She grabbed her tray and walked over to sit next to Spike. Maybe it was because he knew what was going on, but Spike could swear she looked like she was about to pass out or something.
“Hey guys. How’s it goin’?” There was a definite shake in her voice.
“We’re actually finishing up a great day. Spike and I got to relax and read together just like we used to before these.” Twilight spread out her wings and pointed to them. “It was really nice. How was your day, Rainbow Dash?”
"Oh, you know, same old same old. Got up early to adjust the weather. Took a nap. Practiced some tricks. Took another nap. The usual." She sounded relaxed and cool just like she always did. She opened up her burger and grabbed the ketchup. She tipped it over her burger...and nothing came out. She shook it as hard as she could and still nothing came out.
"Here, let me help you, Rainb-”
“I got it!” Rainbow Dash had an intense look of concentration on her face. She wanted to get it done herself. She tapped it on the table a couple times and tried again, frustration slowly building in her features. With one last grunt, she got it out. She got all of it out. With the now flat squeeze bottle between her hooves, she glanced around the table. Her burger was swimming in ketchup. The table and Spike were splattered with profuse amounts. Twilight lowered her shield and escaped clean, though not without a look of concern on her face.
Twilight stood up, “I’ll get some napkins.”
Spike sighed, “I’m glad I was done eating.”
“So, uh. Spike. You get anything that could help me out, yet?” Rainbow Dash’s question came from the side of her mouth as she tried to get most of the ketchup off of her face. She succeeded in smearing it around.
“Yeah. How about you don’t explode ketchup all over the table?”
“Ha Ha, Spike. You know that’s not what I meant.”
“What?” Twilight’s voice caused Rainbow Dash to freeze.
“I...uh...didn’t mean to do,” She gestured to herself and the table, “this!”
Twilight giggled, “I know. Now this time, just hold still and let me help you.” She began using napkins in her magic to clear the large gobs of ketchup from Rainbow Dash’s face and neck. A small smile played on her lips as she did so. She was able to get a lot of it off Rainbow Dash’s face and front before she ran out of napkins, and she nodded to herself with satisfaction.
“I’m gonna go get a few more napkins, then you should be good to go.” Twilight stood and trotted away with a trot the Spike hadn’t seen since the last time she came back through the mirror. He looked to Rainbow Dash and elbowed her in the ribs.
She squirmed away a bit. “Ack! Spike! What was that for?”
“Twilight’s free tonight. Just be yourself and you’ll be fine.” He stood up from the table and started walking away. “Let her know I went home to take a bath.”
“Wait, Spike!”
He turned around and gave the pegasus a wink, “You’re as awesome as you want to be, Rainbow Dash. Have fun!” He waved and walked out of the restaurant. ____________________
Spike had taken an extra long bath. He had been able to keep it hot for hours with his fire and he was super relaxed as he munched on a small bowl of gems in the library. He looked up at the clock and it was way past his bedtime. Dumping the rest of the bowl in his mouth, he stood and stretched and walked to his room.
He heard the main castle doors open and close as he was climbing into bed. He was half tempted to go out to meet Twilight and see how the night went, but muffled voices made him think twice. He heard two voices giggling and thought for sure Rainbow Dash was with Twilight. As they reached the hallway, however, he began to hear that it wasn’t Rainbow Dash.
“So she was covered in ketchup and still asked you out?” Starlight couldn’t stop laughing.
“It was so cute. I had to say yes. I mean, you know I like athletic types. And Rainbow Dash is such a great friend already…” Twilight sighed.
“You’ve been waiting a while for this, haven’t you?” Spike could picture Starlight’s smirk.
“Maaaybe” Twilight giggled again.
“Oh my gosh, you’re acting just like a filly gushing about her crush brushing up to her in class.”
Another giggle was the only reply.
“Alright, Twilight. Go to bed. I’m glad you had a good time, but we need to get up early tomorrow.”
“Alright. Good night, Starlight.”
Spike heard some hooves walk away towards Starlight’s room. Then another set of hooves approached his door. He covered up and pretended to be asleep as his door opened.
A barely audible whisper brushed his ears, “Thank you, Spike.”
Spike walked into the bar and instantly saw the rainbow mane. It’s hard to miss. He walked over and joined his friend at her table. She didn’t have a drink in front of her, which he found odd.
“Hey, what’s up, Rainbow Dash? You’re usually on at least round three by now.”
She waved a hoof, “I was depressed. I’m not depressed anymore. I’m the luckiest mare in all of Ponyville. In all EQUESTRIA!”
Spike got nervous as the other patrons all turned to look at their table. A moment later he was able to breathe again as they all went back to their own drinks. Rainbow Dash was grinning almost like she was possessed. Perhaps she was. This was the first time Spike had ever seen her while she was dating someone. She kept looking to the door with a hopeful smile.
“Um, are we expecting somepony else?”
“Oh yeah!” she turned to him, “All the girls are gonna be here tonight. They were free and it’s been a while since we all got together. I hope you don’t mind.”
“Oh cool. I definitely don’t mind a get together with friends. Especially when I don’t have to clean up afterwards.”
“Exactly! Cider and friends. And maybe some food. It’ll be perfect.”
“Hi Rainbow Dash and Spike!”
They both glanced to the door and saw the whole group. Pinkie Pie was waving and the others slowly made their way around her. Applejack and Rarity sat down next to Spike, while Fluttershy finished filling the side and sat next to Rainbow Dash. Twilight walked up and gave her marefriend a kiss on the cheek. Rainbow Dash turned three shades of pink. Then they all turned to look at Pinkie Pie once again. She stopped waving from the door and bounced over to the table. The box on her back slid onto the table and she sat between Twilight and Spike, completing the circle.
“I already made arrangements,” Twilight said, “Everything tonight is on me, so don’t worry about it.”
Murmurs of approval were cut off by Rarity, “Are you sure, Twilight? I have a feeling tonight could get a little expensive. You two aren’t the only ones celebrating, you know.”
The table went silent as everyone stared at her. She turned to Applejack who nodded and addressed the table.
“Well, I asked Rarity to marry me.” She waited just a moment for the gasps to settle, “And she said yes.”
The table exploded in cheers. Rainbow Dash jumped into the air and practically yelled at the barkeepers, “We need seven ciders here right now!”
Rounds of congratulations and further cheering continued at the table as they waited for their drinks. The drinks came and Twilight raised her mug of cider.
“To Rarity and Applejack. May you have a wonderful life together.”
“Here, here!” Rainbow enthusiastically joined in.
Rarity raised her own mug, “And here’s to you two finally figuring it out.”
“Darn tootin’!” Applejack raised her own mug with a chuckle. Fluttershy’s mug came up as well, a smile spreading on her cheeks.
“And here’s to Spike!” Pinkie Pie gave the dragon a wink as she raised her own mug. “He’s the reason we’re here, after all.” The table watched, waiting for Spike to join in. After a moment he raised his own mug. “And here’s to the best friends in all Equestria. May we always be there for each other for a laugh or a hug.”
A euphoric “CHEERS!” erupted from the table of friends and they all tipped their mugs back. Soon they were laughing and talking and having a great time, as friends usually do. _________________________
A couple hours later, the friends were still sitting around the table chatting. The celebration had quieted as the couples snuggled comfortably and Pinkie finished the last slice of cake that had been shaped like Spike’s head. Fluttershy sat quietly hugging her mug of cider. She had a rosy smile indicating a contented comfort. Spike simply enjoyed his tingling face and looking at his friends.
“Now,” Pinkie reached into her mane and pulled a giant punch bowl out complete with ladle and glasses, “Who wants punch?” She looked around the table waggling her eyebrows.
They were all at least a little drunk, but they knew what that punch was. In unison they all said, “No, Pinkie.”
“Aww. I just wanted everyone to have a really nice night tonight.”
"Uh, Pinkie. Not sure ya noticed, but the guest of honor tends to, um," Applejack glanced over to Spike.
"I eviscerate ponies, Pinkie Pie." Spike's dry delivery earned a chuckle from the bouncy pink mare.
"I know that, silly. That's why I did this." Pinkie pulled a knife out her mane and stabbed it into her foreleg. Everyone screaming in terror turned her giggles into mirthful laughter. She pulled the knife back revealing the bent tip. "I have skin made of stone for the next four hours!"
Spike felt something stir. Pinkie's brazen display certainly did something to the dragon. He was suddenly very thirsty.
"But, um, Pinkie dear," the table turned to Rarity, "What about Fluttershy? Do you really want to get her, ahem, worked up and then just send her home alone?"
Pinkie's reply was cut off by a raised yellow hoof. "I went home alone last time. It was...nice." Even with her face behind her mane, everyone could see her blush shining on her cheeks.
"See?" Pinkie's energy was growing as she gestured across the table. "Even Fluttershy likes the idea." She turned to Spike, "So waddaya say, Spike? Wanna ride the Pinkie train all the way to Pie town?"
Spike looked around the table. Rarity and Applejack we're slowly scooting closer to each other as they watched and waited for his answer. Twilight and Rainbow were weirdly looking back and forth between each other and him. Their movements were slow, but out of sync. Fluttershy was peeking out of her mane, a small hopeful smile showing through. Then there was Pinkie staring right at him from right next to him. Her chin rested on her hooves as she gave him her best bedroom eyes. They were working.
He reached out and started pouring punch for the group. When everyone had a cup, they all looked around at each other nervously. It felt weird when they knew what the punch did. He raised his glass and looked at all of his friends as they followed suit.
"Here's to all of us having a great night." Cheers followed. They proceeded to drink the whole bowl and have a great time. And a great night.
Spike was probably the most comfortable he had ever been. The mass of pink fluff that surrounded him was trying to lull him to sleep. But it was also softly rubbing against his rock hard cock. He couldn’t stop himself from thrusting into the soft pink hair. It wasn’t tight around his cock, but it was so soft and warm. He started thinking about Pinkie’s sexy eyes and felt himself building to a climax.
Pinkie ripped him out of her mane with both her forehooves and without missing a beat lifted him up so she could suck his cock into her mouth. The sudden shift from warm hair to hot, wet mouth was more than Spike could bear. He exploded into Pinkie’s mouth. Shot after shot went straight down Pinkie’s throat as she sucked on him like a milkshake.
When his orgasm finally started to calm down, Pinkie set him down and wiped her muzzle with a giggle, “Gee, Spike. I didn’t know you liked me that much.” She pushed him onto his back on the floor and sucked his balls into her mouth. Her mouth was wonderful and gentle and his cock grew erect once more from a few seconds of her ministrations. She let go of his balls with a soft pop and drew her tongue all the way up his shaft, flicking the tip and causing him to quiver.
Then she was gone. Spike lifted his head and looked around. Pinkie was nowhere in the room. He groaned as his cock was getting harder and reached up to stroke himself. But his claw was stopped by a pink hoof.
“Uh uh, Spikey Wikey. You don’t get to do that. You have to let me.” Pinkie leaned in and gave the tip of his penis a kiss, tickling his meatus with her tongue. Spike shivered as she lifted him once more and placed him in a chair facing a corner full of pillows. She jumped into the pillows and spread her hindlegs for him to see her sparkling marehood. With those sexy eyes and a small smirk, she rubbed her pussy with her hoof and, without breaking the eye contact, she lifted her hoof up and licked it clean.
Spike grunted and started to lift his claw up to his cock again, but he was stopped by Pinkie giving the smallest shake of her head. He felt his pre start trailing down his cock and gave out a soft groan as he lowered his claw back down. Pinkie giggled and reached up into her mane. After digging around for a second, she pulled out what she was looking for. A bright red dildo.
It had bumps all along its length. It wasn’t quite as long as Spike, but it was a bit wider. Pinkie smiled as she put the dildo to her lips and gave it a kiss and started licking the dildo with her meandering serpentine tongue. Pinkie then shoved it in her mouth and began pumping like it was her only form of sustenance. Spike watched her lips stretch around it, sliding over the nubs on the glistening ruby rod.
Spike began thinking about Pinkie’s other lips. He wondered if they were as hot as the lips working on the phallus. He wanted to look down, but Pinkie’s eyes had him glued. The half-lidded steamy blue orbs were calling to him. Telling him he was everything she wanted. He wanted her so bad, but he couldn’t move yet. His cock was achingly solid but he willed himself to not touch it, lest he miss what Pinkie had for him. She seemed to sense his willingness to do what she wanted. She pulled the tool from her mouth and gave him a smirk.
The loud squelch was unexpected as Pinkie Pie rammed the rod into her pussy. Her moan reverberated through the room as she sprayed the floor in front of her with pungent juices. The shockingly sweet smell assaulted Spike’s nose and caused his dick to jump and spurt some pre onto the carpet to join with Pinkie’s own fluids. Spike almost couldn’t bear it. Pinkie was so hot lying on those pillows and panting as she slowly continued to pump the dildo in and out of her dripping pussy.
“I think I know why you like Fire Rubies so much, Spike.” The words were breathless, but still caused Spike’s ears to perk up. His eyes followed the dildo as Pinkie pulled it out of her snatch and held it out to him, “Are you hungry, Spike?”
Spike felt himself nodding, though he didn’t feel conscious. He licked his lips. Rubies were delicious and this one was coated in some very aromatic nectar. A pink hoof waved and that was all Spike needed. He hopped out of the chair and padded over to the pillows, his cock swinging wildly. He sniffed the Ruby Rod and gave it a tentative lick. Pinkie’s sweet juices danced across his tongue eliciting a pleasured moan from him. He opened his mouth and started his own work on the tool. Then Pinkie's barely audible desire tickled his ear, "Eat it."
The first crunch was an explosion of flavor in his mouth. The flavor was nearly as much a pleasure as the mare beside him. He swallowed and shoved the rest of the delicious toy into his mouth. The flavors of Ruby and Pinkie juice blended wonderfully on his tongue. Then he was reminded of what he had actually come over for.
He nearly choked as Pinkie wrapped her muzzle around his softening member. He swallowed and watched Pinkie worship him. His mind quickly forgot the Ruby. The pink mare giggled once more as she released him. Her eyes, sweet Celestia, those eyes. She crawled up his body to touch her snout to his.
"Take me, Spikey."
Spike was a blur as he flipped on top of Pinkie. Her gasp drove his instincts as the head of his cock searched for her opening. When he found it, he drove his cock all the way in one thrust. Pinkie screamed and creamed all over his crotch and the floor once more. Spike began ramming his cock into the pink pussy as hard as he could, causing her to grunt each time the air was forced out of her lungs. He grabbed her flanks, digging his claws in to pull her as tight against his hips as possible and unloaded inside her. Pinkie shuddered as she was filled with his cum.
When he was done, Pinkie over her shoulder and smiled. Any indication of the lovable little dragon was gone. All that greeted her was a beast. And this beast wasn’t done. He began pumping his cock inside her once more. Not as hard but just as determined. Pinkie couldn’t help but genuinely feel attracted to the beast on top of her. All that power filling her and claiming her. Spike finally noticed that Pinkie was staring at him and he returned her stare with a snarl and another hard thrust slamming into her clit.
Pinkie clenched her already tight pussy around the dragon’s dong and seized in pleasure. Her tightening and erupting hot juices sent Spike over the edge once more. He shoved Pinkie into the pile of pillows with his cock and pumped more of his hot baby batter into her womb. Her belly bulged as he finished and caught his breath. He looked down to the mare once more. Her mane was flat and she was gasping as though she hadn’t breathed in hours, but her eyes bore into his with an intensity that nearly frightened him. She smiled as her breathing calmed down slightly.
Then she started laughing. Her laugh was off and slightly disturbing. “Is that all you got, Spikey Wikey? Just the one trick?”
Spike grunted and pulled his dripping, throbbing meat out of the sloppy marehood. He reached up, grabbed Pinkie Pie by her mane, and yanked her up to her hooves. She yelped and moaned as a shiver ran through her body. Spike dug her claws into her back and shoved her front half down, raking his claws down her back as he straightened up. Tiny trails of red followed the tips of his claws and his breath caught in his throat. The scent was upon him almost instantly. Prey. Prey that was submitting itself to him.
He lifted the pink tail and found her puckered pot. His leaking log smothered it quickly and began to press. Spike used her tail for extra leverage and pressed his cock harder and harder. Pinkie moaned in simultaneous pain and pleasure until her volume increased to a shrill squeal as Spike's cock head pierced the tight taint. Spike continued pushing, inch by inch until he was hilted in her hot Hershey highway.
Pinkie spasmed as she tried to adjust to this new intrusion. Her sphincter squelched and squeezed as Spike started pumping his pole. Her tail was his handle as he pulled her back with each thrust. Soon, his pre had her lubed up and he was pounding her ponut like there was no tomorrow. The loud slap of his balls bashing her coated cunt drove him wild.
Soon enough, he felt the pressure building. He started slamming pinkie as hard as he could and she looked back at him as if to dare him to fill her up. He hilted himself and felt his cum boiling up. Then Pinkie clenched her sphincter around his base and he began the biggest orgasm of his life. Pulse after pulse churned in his loins as his pleasure was mixed with confusion.
As the stars in his vision cleared, he realized that Pinkie was still looking at him over her shoulder with a wild grin. He also realized that Pinkie's pucker was still painfully clenched around the base of his cock and the pressure that was usually released after his orgasm still lingered. He looked at Pinkie, utterly confused.
Giggles bubbled up from the mare and she shook her rump, still holding onto Spike's shaft. "I see nopony has ever done that for you." She released him and quickly turned around to get her mouth on his tip.
Instead of the normal shooting sensation, Spike felt his cum slowly ooze up his shaft and out the tip onto Pinkie's waiting tongue. After the first taste, Pinkie slammed her muzzle down into his shaft, licking and sucking out all of his pent up cum. Spike had no control as his body shuddered violently at the sensations. He wasn't sure if he was enjoying what Pinkie was doing to his sensitive member, but he didn't want her to stop either.
Pinkie kept sucking and licking his dragon dong until he felt himself humping into her muzzle again. She released him and he let out a small whimper. He opened his eyes to see his friend smiling, her bouncy mane back on top of her head. He couldn't help but smile back. He reached down and pulled Pinkie into a passionate kiss, claws entwined in her mane as her hooves wrapped so tightly around him, he felt himself becoming light headed.
Her giant tongue felt like a lumbering welcome intruder in his small mouth. He was enjoying her kiss so much that he didn't even notice her shifting around on top of his body. It wasn't until his cock slipped effortlessly into her inferno that his mind broke from their kiss with a gasp of unexpected pleasure. She slowly ground her hips into his as she continued kissing him up and down his face and neck.
He began thrusting gently to meet her movements, his claws raking through her fur. All he wanted at that moment was to be there with his friend. To smell her. To feel her. Her scent of sugar and musk was something he wasn't sure he was okay with losing. He held her close and licked her ear, causing her to shudder. Her shudder turned into full convulsions as she came hard and drenched Spike's crotch once more. This in turn caused Spike to reach his own orgasm, this time unhindered. Load after load exploded into Pinkie, each one causing a small gasp to escape her lips. She continued grinding into his hips for several minutes. Spike's sensitive cock head didn't like it, but the moment was too perfect for Spike to say anything. He just held her in his arms.
She stopped her grinding and lifted her head to look him in the eyes. "This was fun, Spike. I'm so happy that we got to share that."
Spike reached up and pushed a stray strand of her mane out of her face. "I'm glad we got to share it, too."
Pinkie leaned down and kissed him one more time before settling into the pillows with him. They slept soundly in each other's embrace that night.