Riding Dash by >>18877652


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                                            >Dash will never ask you to ride her

                                            >You will never blush fiercely as you ask her why she would want something like that

                                            >You will never insist you are too heavy, only for the notion to be summarily dismissed with a "pfft" and flick of her forehoof

                                            >She will never tell you she wants to experience the thrill of flight without having to think about it

                                            >To have someone else totally in control so she can do what she does best

                                            >You will never awkwardly ask if she even has a saddle, only for her to say it'd be too bulky and restrictive

                                            >She will never insist you ride her bareback as she turns her back to you, spreading her wings and smiling over her shoulder at you, her eyebrows furrowed in confidence

                                            >You will never feel her strong back bend under your weight ever so slightly as you lift a leg over her and take a seat

                                            >you will never feel adrenaline surge through your veins as she takes off at an impossible speed the moment you take her reins

                                            >she will never let you take the lead, soaring through the clouds whichever way you pull her reins without hesitation or thought

                                            >you will never give her a little squeeze with your thighs to encourage her to go even faster as you instantly become addicted to the sensation of flight

                                            >she will never go for almost a whole hour before resting

                                            >she will never park herself on the edge of a cloud, huffing and puffing as you both enjoy the sight of the setting sun over the sprawling landscape below

                                            >you will never suddenly realize your crotch, ass, and legs are completely soaked in her sweat

                                            >steam coming off her hot back as sweat drips from her belly and disappears through the cloud beneath her

                                            >she will never look back up at you with a satisfied smile on her face

                                            >"Thanks... *huff* anon... *pant* that... felt incredible"

                                            >her body trembling ever so slightly in exhaustion, starting to come down from the adrenaline high

                                            >She will never roll her eyes at you and snort when you ask if she's ok, tilting her head in an "oh puh-lease" gesture