Rainbow Dash


                                            >You press your face into the sensitive and smelly sea of hot flesh that sat under your mare's tail.

                                            "Aw-yeah!"

                                            >You'd been waiting for this all day. Work was incredibly slow and painful, and your mind frequently wandered to your rainbow mate who was undoubtedly working up a sweat in the confines of her elastic uniform.

                                            >Needless to say you spent the majority of the day seated at your desk to hide your pulsing boner.

                                            >It got to the point where it started to be painful.

                                            >But you were about to remedy that.

                                            >You grab her thighs and push your nose harder into the moist crevice between her testicles.

                                            "Ugh! M-more r-right there!"

                                            >She backs up against your face predictably but the heat of her naked flesh only leaves you thirsty for more.

                                            >You affectionately rub your face against her genitalia, unable to contain your excitement and appetite for her body.

                                            >You inhale her unique and powerful musk.

                                            >It was a product of her special anatomy. A potent mixture of a days worth of sweat and her tight uniform keeping her constantly aroused.

                                            >Her vaginal canal was situated between her testes-a unique birth defect that left her fertile, yet unable to achieve pregnancy through typical means due to her artificially tight hole.

                                            >She’d never felt the cock of a stallion before, not only because she was extremely hesitant to share her body with another, but also because she physically couldn’t fit one.

                                            >Luckily you were closer to her than most…and you were no stallion.

                                            >Your rub your face on her naked rear and lick the hairless pink skin until not a hint of her salty sweat and bitter vaginal leakage remained.

                                            "Gah-Anon! Keep licking!" She backs up to you as you pull away, wiggling her rump in the process.

                                            >You will, but only because you missed a spot.

                                            >You grasp her tail and lick in her dock crevice—sending a shudder of ticklish pleasure through her nimble pegasus frame.

                                            >It was a really nice spot, one of the unique spots on her anatomy that hovered between erogenous and soothing.

                                            >You’d sometimes massage her muscly little under-tale while watching a movie or relaxing on the couch. It actually put her to sleep if you did it too long.

                                            "G-get m-my—aaah..."

                                            >But now she was in an entirely different mood.

                                            >She puckers her plot hole into your chin, begging you to scratch her itch.

                                            >She sighs in relief when you move down to her tense donut of an anus.

                                            >It relaxes under your therapeutic touch, her sudden urge finally quenched by your tongue.

                                            >You pull off her plothole with a loud popping kiss.

                                            "Heheh! I think it liked that!" She says playfully while looking back at you with a smirk.

                                            >Her tail flicks playfully and she flexes her glistening pink hole.

                                            >You smirk back before grabbing her butt and leaning in to sloppily make out with her anus like you would her mouth.

                                            “HAHAHA—oooah!”

                                            >Her playfulness is interspersed with a growing sense of erotic pleasure from your tongue lapping at inside of her vegetarian rectum.

                                            >The metallic taste pulls you deeper and the stink of her plot hole bolsters the animalistic appetite you had for all things Dash.

                                            >Your hand reaches between her legs and you grasp her slender throbbing shaft.

                                            >The naked pink cock was roughly twice as long as yours and was covered in a layer of tacky sweat and traces of mucus from being in it’s sheath all day.

                                            >Luckily, with the exception of her bulbous head, it wasn’t much thicker than yours so it was fairly palatable.

                                            >The harder you squeezed her the more her blood pressure seemed to fight against you hand.

                                            >Her member was by far the most clear sign of her arousal, and knowing that you were making her this hard was surprisingly satisfying.

                                            >You start gently jacking her off, though it was difficult because she didn’t have much foreskin to slide with.

                                            >You pull off again—her now flushed anus drooling saliva down the crevice of her ballgina.

                                            >That’s what you called it at least.

                                            >The anomaly didn’t really have a clinical name.

                                            >It was special…just like your mare.

                                            >You swear you’re going to marry her.

                                            >But there was time for romance later.

                                            >Now you were both in desperate need of orgasms.

                                            >You peel the sticky labia apart, revealing her flushed vaginal canal.

                                            >The folds were unusually puffy and sagged slightly—because they doubled as her testicles.

                                            >You give them a gentle squeeze and you can feel the hard gonads slide away from your pressure within their meaty lips.

                                            >She slaps your face with her tail.

                                            “I know I’m weird but don’t play with them!”

                                            >There was a tone of insecurity in her voice.

                                            >She got like this sometimes when she got reminded that she wasn’t like other mares.

                                            >You push her butt off balance and onto the mattress and grab hold of her shoulder.

                                            “What are you—mmmpf!”

                                            >You mash your lips to hers and with the help of your tongue and some intimate knowledge of you partner, in a few short, sloppy minutes you were able to kiss all the doubt from her mind.

                                            *smack

                                            >You pull away trailing a copious amount of saliva.

                                            >Her tongue helicopters out and wipes it all up before retreating to her smiling mouth.

                                            “You’re perfect Rainbow Dash.”

                                            >The words are well received and she buries her face in your chest to hide her emotions.

                                            >One hand caresses her shoulder in a hug and the other lightly strokes the underside of her belly while you pepper her head and neck with kisses.

                                            >You stay like that for longer than you needed to while she soaks up the sappy moment.

                                            >Eventually you feel her pink snake retreat completely back into its sheath—leaving a snail trail of clear pre-cum across your leg.

                                            >Your continue rubbing her belly and she lays on her back to look up at you.

                                            >Mouths meet in lobby embrace as she splays her legs out to reveal all she has for you.

                                            >You trail a finger down and swipe her vaginal slit, promptly brining it to you nose to enjoy her sticky arousal.

                                            >The aroma was amazing and you immediately return to the location to dig at her clitoral nub.

                                            “Mmm-heheh, your hands are the best dude.”

                                            >Time to move on.

                                            >Her pattern of arousal was very unusual, if you knew what you were doing, you could spend all day on her vagina without ever seeing her pink cock-head poke from its sheath.

                                            >Or vice-versa you could get her to ejaculate without a hint of wetness in her slit.

                                            >She really was just a mess of sensitive nerves and hormones when it came down to it, and for the record you could pick and choose if you wanted to.

                                            >But tonight you’re not holding back.

                                            >You use the arousal from her slit to lubricate your finger as it slips into her sheathe.

                                            “Hehehe, whatcha looking for?”

                                            >You smirk down at her and peck her wet lips for fun.

                                            >She smirks back and spreads her legs further while you finger the spongy flesh buried in her sheath.

                                            >It was a bit slick with a thin layer of protective mucous and a bit wet with remnant sweat.

                                            >She giggles as you find her urethra somewhere under her folds of hot skin.

                                            >Another unique thing about her anatomy was that she had two urethras and could urinate from either at will.

                                            >Or both at the same time—you’d lost that bet.

                                            >You look down and soak up the sight of your beautiful mate.

                                            >Moments like these were your favorite. Once you became intimate the concept of privacy completely disappeared.

                                            >Along with her dock, her sheath was one of your favorite places on her.

                                            >Before she got hard it was just a pocket of Dash musk that tasted and smelled like heaven.

                                            >The sad part was that she was easily aroused—meaning you had to work fast to get your fill.

                                            >You pull her back and kiss her hard on the lips before leaning into her midsection.

                                            >You look at the enticing blue sheath of skin before sniffing at the hole on it’s underside.

                                            >It was pure heaven to your senses.

                                            “Yours smells better ya know.”

                                            >Maybe to her.

                                            >Fingers peel back the sheath to reveal the pink nub of her retreated phallus.

                                            >It glistened with sweat and was absolutely beautiful.

                                            >Luckily Dash wasn’t shy so your added attention didn’t make her grow yet.

                                            >You dive in and prod your tongue for her flushed head.

                                            “Mmh…”

                                            >It immediately starts to grow and you release her sheath to re conceal the sex organ.

                                            >Your tongue runs along the underside of her leathery sheath while the bulge it contained continued to move towards the entrance.

                                            >She pops out with a shlick and very quickly achieves full mast.

                                            >Your hand cups her balls and the other cradles her bulbous glans as you sniff her stinky length.

                                            “S-stop playing and get me off already!”

                                            >She starts humping slightly into your hand, but you were going to do this at your own pace.

                                            >You start licking the base of her shaft—slowly working your way up the salty stick.

                                            >Unable to contain herself, your mare friend hastily repositions and jams her muzzle into your crotch.

                                            >She sniffs you too before taking your full length in her muzzle.

                                            “Oohh Dash!”

                                            >Her generosity made you feel a little bold and you bend her shaft back just enough to lick her tip.

                                            >She moans and humps harder before going back to your sloppy blowjob.

                                            >Her tongue lovingly caresses your length and her hot breath snorts into your sack.

                                            >She was giving you some grade A service, time to return the favor.

                                            >You take a deep breath before cramming her three inch wide head in your mouth.

                                            >You both knew you couldn’t take her length like she could yours, but you were definitely going to let her know you tried.

                                            >You arch your neck like you practiced and in one slow movement, you slide all the way down to her medial ring.

                                            >Her thick, salty, unwashed shaft slid a solid few inches down your throat and made it nearly impossible to breath.

                                            “AAAAGH!”

                                            >But that cry of pleasure made it all worth it.

                                            >Your hands wrap around her thicker base and you begin bobbing and inch or two up and down on her.

                                            >She speeds up her bobbing as well and before you know it she’s reaching climax.

                                            >Unfortunately her orgasmic flare made deep throating her to orgasm potentially life threatening, so you pull back until just her tip rests in your mouth.

                                            >Your hands make up the difference by violently jacking off her saliva covered cock.

                                            >She doesn’t bother slowing your treatment or giving you a warning.

                                            >You were her mate and she knew you had an appetite for her mare-jizz.

                                            >She didn’t need permission to blow her load anywhere she wanted.

                                            >Her head suddenly flares to twice it’s size, the spongey tissue spreading your jaw as it expands.

                                            >A hot stream spurts into the back of your throat with the power of a supersoaker water gun.

                                            >Your eyes are cracked just enough to see the next load of semen pulse down the underside of her pink cock.

                                            “Mmugh!”

                                            >The second load you catch with your tongue, and the third, and fourth…

                                            >Finally, the spent mare goes limp in your grasp, she was still sucking you but not as hard as before.

                                            >It wasn’t her fault, there was little she could do in her haze.

                                            >You pull off her shaft without spilling a drop, and pull of of her mouth as well.

                                            >The quarter cup of watery semen fills your mouth and your tongue lashes out at the fluid, reveling in the salty taste and the knowledge that it was the biological product of your mare’s body.

                                            >You swallow it, but it goes down your throat like syrup and makes you cough a bit.

                                            >She grins down at you. It was just as hot for her as it was for you.

                                            >The fresh breath of air made you realize how vividly you could smell the bleachy cum.

                                            >You lay back on the bed and catch your breath.

                                            >Dash rolls into you and begins alternating between licking her own phallus and licking yours in an effort to clean up.

                                            >You enjoy the sensations of her doing what mates do in this strange world until your appetite can’t take it anymore.

                                            “Here let me.”

                                            >She looks questioningly at you before relinquishing control.

                                            >You pick up where she left off, her saliva adding a pleasant flavor to the floppy meat tube.

                                            >You squeeze the bottom of her shaft where her urethra sits and slowly run it up to her tip.

                                            >The action expunges the last bit of un-ejaculated semen that was trapped in her plumbing.

                                            >You slurp it away like her urethra was a straw.

                                            “Heh, I guess you really do like that stuff.”

                                            >You just nod while suckling on her limp cock.

                                            >Once she’s satisfyingly drained you give her rump a smack and lay on your back.

                                            >The message was clear, it was your turn now.

                                            >Dash knew exactly what that meant and moves to sit on your hips with a smirk on her face.

                                            >She wiggles until your member was comfortably resting on the hot skin between her butthole and balls.

                                            >Her smile grows when she feels you twitching against her heat.

                                            “Which hole do you want?”

                                            >Now that was a tough question.

                                            >Her dirty smirk grows.

                                            >Hips reposition and you feel her dragging her balls across your stomach.

                                            >Her taunt anus aligns with your tip and she wiggles her rump until you’re barely penetration her.

                                            “This one?”

                                            >She abruptly slides back and your shaft begins to lance the crevice between her testes.

                                            >Damn she was wet.

                                            “Or this o—oh!”

                                            >Your decision was easy.

                                            >You’d do both, but you wanted the wetter hole first.

                                            >You hilt yourself in your mare and she immediately begins bobbing up and down.

                                            >Her limp cock rolls around on your belly and starts to get more and more erect.

                                            >Vicious squelching sounds emanate from her crotch as hot mare lube works up a froth around your penetrating member.

                                            >Eventually she reaches full mast and her cock starts slapping your stomach loudly with each bob of her hips.

                                            >You suddenly push her over onto her back and continue thrusting at a faster pace.

                                            >Her testicle flaps squeeze against your own balls as you bottom out, the incredible sensation of intimacy almost does as much to get you off as her tight canal.

                                            >Her eyes are rolled back and a dopey smile plasters her face.

                                            >Her hard, foot long cock lays before you in all it’s splendor and you waste no time making use of your new position.

                                            >You spit on her naked sex and smear it around before you start jacking her off a second time.

                                            “Aw buck dude!”

                                            >She likes that.

                                            >Now it was just a matter of time.

                                            >You continue your sweaty, noisy, fornication for another few minutes and soon enough it was time for a second finale.

                                            >You could tell she was cumming even before she could.

                                            >Her member hardened ever so slightly and she held her thrusts just a bit longer in your hands.

                                            >Through experience you were able to balance her build-up in both her regions, setting her up for a double orgasm.

                                            >Your thrusting picks up speed as you continue fucking her mare parts.

                                            >She starts bucking wildly in your hands.

                                            >Then she cums.

                                            >Her vagina pulses with pleasureful contractions while the testicles at her entrance noticeably twitch against you.

                                            >Hot semen ejaculates from her flared head and onto her face and chest.

                                            >Her canal contorts to expel some unnamed fluid from her depths—painting your crotch with her liquid pheromones.

                                            >She rides out her orgasm in your comforting touch until her last drops had been expended.

                                            >You quickly pull out your diamond hard shaft and hop her hips.

                                            >A hand guides her still-hard penis against your butthole and you push into her.

                                            “Anon what are you doing I just came!”

                                            >That may be, but she was getting the royal treatment tonight.

                                            >A finger shushes her and wipes some of her cum from her nose.

                                            >With the help of some surplus semen you manage to get her head past your entrance and you lean back to align your rectum with her angle.

                                            >She was starting to get soft again, but stopped once she felt penetration.

                                            >Inch by inch she disappears into you until all the pink of her shaft is out of sight.

                                            >You could distinctly feel an unusually warm presence in your innards. It bent a bit with the curvature of your rectum, and it throbbed with her heartbeat.

                                            >The feeling of being penetrated by something that loves you is utterly amazing, and despite your discomfort, you can’t help but want more.

                                            >She doesn’t thrust and you don’t bob, you both knew that would be too much for you.

                                            >Instead you rock back and fort, savoring the half inch of travel and the simple intimacy of the act.

                                            >You lean forward and start to lick the watery semen that stuck to her fur.

                                            >It took a while to get her cleaned up, but once you did she showed her appreciation with an open mouth kiss.

                                            >Dash’s face is a mixture of happiness and extacy, and soon enough you get what you’ve been waiting for.

                                            >Her hooves clench you harder and her cock starts to twist your intestines as it straightens them out.

                                            “UUGH ANON!”

                                            >Her tip flares for the third time and yet another penile orgasm hits her.

                                            >You remain impaled on her spear of warm love while her swelling prevents any movement, luckily the nerves in your deep intestines didn’t register any pain at being stretched.

                                            >Then you feel the tingly butterflies in your lower abdomen—the mark of her cum impacting your inner walls.

                                            >She finally recovers from her painful orgasm and you regrettably slide away from her.

                                            >Her penis pulls out of your anus like a wet noodle, and when her head pops free, the dam of her cum breaks and leaks across her abs.

                                            “Hahaha! You’re the best dude.”

                                            >You smile and kiss her mouth.

                                            >Your attention turns back to her genitals.

                                            >Mares were so easy to satisfy, especially when they had both sets of sex organs.

                                            >You on the other hand still had your finale to look forward too…and you had a new idea.

                                            “Hey Dash, you sure spent a lot of cum.”

                                            >She looks jokingly at you while your rub your fingers in the pool of watery third-wave semen that sat on her belly fur.

                                            >It was more clear than white, she had very little sperm in it at this point. The only reason anything came out was because she was well hydrated.

                                            “Yeah, more than usual I’d say. What’s your point?”

                                            >Despite all the depraved acts you committed on a daily basis, you couldn’t help but blush at the suggestion of this particular one.

                                            “How about I refill you…”

                                            >Her brain turns for a moment as she tries to figure out how that would work.

                                            >She never does, but she agrees anyways.

                                            “Ok…”

                                            >Green light.

                                            >Step one, get closer to finishing.

                                            >You excitedly hop to her rear and she knowingly exposes her anus for you.

                                            >Without wasting a breath you plunge into her hot rectum and start rabidly fucking her ass.

                                            >She grunts in slight discomfort, but she’s more than willing to endure it for you.

                                            >You were both on vegetarian diets, so the smell of your anal sex was surprisingly not bad.

                                            *frraaap

                                            >Even the occasional fart smelled more like humid hay.

                                            >She looks back embarrassed.

                                            *fffp—frraaaaap!

                                            “Damn Dash you need to cut back on the protein shakes.”

                                            >She blushes harder at your comment but can’t find a response amidst your vigorous fucking.

                                            >Aaaaand you’re there.

                                            >You pull out of her butt siphon and transition to rubbing your cock on hers.

                                            >She was semi-hard again, at full length, but still very floppy.

                                            >You hump your cocks against each other, the size difference making you feel more proud of her than embarrassed for yourself.

                                            >She was quite the specimen, and despite her natural gift, she never teased you about being half as long.

                                            >You could still get her off with it and that was all she cared about.

                                            >You rub sweaty, cum-covered cocks until you’re on the edge of exploding.

                                            >Then in one swift movement you grab her member and yours and kiss tips.

                                            >Her urethra was a bit larger and is able to engulf the circumference of yours.

                                            >Your long-waited orgasm finally hits and in your last remaining moments you ensure a positive seal between your tubes.

                                            >You ejaculate hard into her urethra, a small amount of semen slips the seal and spurts over the top of her glans.

                                            “Oh!”

                                            >The surprising sensation of having cum injected into her penis catches her off guard and her legs buck in unexpected pleasure.

                                            >You finally finish and stop crushing your tips together.

                                            >A bead of white jizz peeks out from her gaping urethra.

                                            >You couldn’t see how big your load was, but judging from the tube bulging from the underside of her shaft, it was quite a bit.

                                            “That was pretty awesome Anon, now I’ve got my own popsicle.”

                                            >What?

                                            >She curls over and suckles the tip of her cock.

                                            >With the help of a few kiegel flexes she manages to clear her plumbing of your cum.

                                            >She pulls off her own shaft with a kiss and a smirk—a patch of your jizz staining the fur of her lower lip.

                                            “Taste good Dash?”

                                            >She looks at you for a moment.

                                            “See for yourself.”

                                            >She lays on you and your mouths meet in a passionate kiss.

                                            >Her appetite was nearly insatiable and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

                                            >You had a long night ahead of you.