Rainbow's Rainwater(sports)


                                            Prompt & Original Thread: >'Sup Anon! Enjoying the nice clear day today huh *snicker*. Just letting you know we got some scattered showers scheduled today pffthaha.

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                                            >>'Sup Anon! Enjoying the nice clear day today huh *snicker*. Just letting you know we got some scattered showers scheduled today pffthaha.


                                            > You quickly take in the lewd display in the tree directly above you.

                                            > She must not be aware she’s flashing you her juicy and plump marebits and those deliciously small yet shapely teats.

                                            > Ponies don’t always remember to cover everything since they’re usually not clothed.

                                            > The great view rivals the adorable playful expression on her face, and your heart beats faster as she giggles.

                                            > Any time you hear her laugh you find your soul soothed and your spirits lifted.

                                            > Forcing yourself to avert your eyes, you turn away from her and struggle to find your voice for a moment.

                                            “Oh, well thanks for telling me Rainbow! I didn’t bring a jacket on my run today, I thought we were scheduled for clear skies but I guess sometimes the weather team needs to make some last minute changes.”

                                            > “Hrrrnk, yeah hehehe, some ‘last minute changes’ happened alright, in fact I think I feel some extra ‘pressure’ coming on right now, pffft hahha.”

                                            > You’re a little confused why such a thing would be so funny, but she’s enlightened your sense of humor before so you decide not to question it.

                                            > Looking above you, you notice a few dark clouds that you hadn’t yet seen. They were pretty close to the tree line just above your head.

                                            “Oh well look at that there’s a few clouds right here, I guess you were right Rainbow.”

                                            > Before you’ve even finished speaking, the clouds start to gently empty themselves on you, rapidly increasing from a drizzle to a proper small rainstorm.

                                            > You were a bit heated from your jogging and the cool water actually felt quite nice, so you opted to just stand in the impromptu shower.

                                            > Closing your eyes you let out a content sigh, enjoying the sensation but also reflecting on the relaxed nature of it. Like all things here in Equestria there was little strife.


                                            > Since you met all your pony friends, you’ve changed for the better too. Leaving behind the stress and adopting a more carefree attitude has undoubtedly played a large part in your improved health and state of mind.

                                            > You hear Rainbow mirror your sigh with one of relief behind you in the tree, and smile a bit as you mentally thank her.

                                            > She’s been your best bud since you arrived and is definitely the reason you’ve grown and relaxed. She continuously inspires you to do your best, be loyal to your friends, and go with the flow to hang out and have a good time.

                                            > Some ponies don’t like it but you’ve also come to love her fun pranks.

                                            > The flow of rain seems to feel warmer, an odd but strangely welcome sensation you choose to enjoy.

                                            > Feeling a bit thirsty you open your mouth to catch the purest tasting water in Equestria straight from the clouds, but instead…

                                            > Your eyes pop open in surprise.

                                            > Something you’d never have expected to taste here is rapidly filling your mouth and it’s decidedly warm.

                                            > It tastes… good.

                                            > Memories of your childhood sweep over you from the familiar, yet decidedly new taste.

                                            > You swallow down what you figure to be some kind of naturally occurring soda water, lemon-lime flavor.

                                            > Right when you swallow you hear a squeak behind you, but the flow doesn’t stop.

                                            > You tilt your head back farther and continue to drink, swallowing the flavorful substance down every few seconds as the warm stream fills your mouth.

                                            > The taste is similar to the sugary drinks you sometimes shared with your friends when you were young, but so much more potent.

                                            > It dominates your senses as you get lost in the flavor, the pleasantly sweet and citrusy aroma filling your nose as you keep up with the flow.

                                            > It has hints of other sweet and flowery tones which you can’t quite place and a sort of headiness or muskiness to it as well. It’s one of the best drinks you’ve ever had.

                                            > Finally you find yourself again just drinking normal tasting rainwater.


                                            > Shaking yourself from your stupor you look up at the clouds to see the flow has started to taper off.

                                            > Feeling rejuvenated from your nice drink, you turn to face Rainbow Dash again, hoping she’s no longer hanging out her lower lips so you could have a conversation. At the same time a part of you wishes to see it again.

                                            > Thankfully this time she’s facing you, but now it seems something is bothering her.

                                            > She’s sitting on the same tree branch right above your head still but has gone stock still, frozen with a mighty blush all over her face.

                                            > Her wings were flared out and seemed to be twitching in place.

                                            > You weren’t the best with pony body language so you were guessing this indicated nervousness or embarrassment, since it looked like she was getting ready to take off.

                                            “Uh, are you feeling ok Dash? You look a little warm. Maybe you’d like to come and cool off in the rain with me? It’s actually pretty, ah…refreshing.”

                                            > You finish your sentence by licking your lips to catch the last hint of the unexpected beverage.

                                            > Her already wide eyes seem to dilate at this and her mouth continues to hang open in shock.

                                            > “…I…I… IgottagoAnonseeyoulater!”

                                            > Her voice cracked and squeaked as she rushed the words out, and near instantly she’s launched herself off the branch and is flying away so fast you feel the thump of air pressure in your chest just before a cracking boom fills your ears.

                                            “Wait Dash! I wanted to ask you…”

                                            > Darn, she’s already way out in the sky. She’s incredibly swift but now she’s left you with a burning curiosity for these special clouds and how to get more of that deliciously flavored slightly carbonated water.


                                            > Making your way into town proper you settle on getting a combination for lunch, opting to swing by Applejack’s apple cart on the way to Sugarcube Corner.

                                            > “Well howdy there pardner! What can I get for- Whoa nelly! You’re soaked! What happened to y’ Anon?”

                                            “Hey Applejack! How’ve you been lately? I had a run-in with some clouds. Rainbow was nice enough to tell me about a last minute weather change, but it was too late by then anyway. The rain was actually pretty refreshing to be honest. Could I get a big honeycrisp?”

                                            > “Sure thing hon’ let me grab one for you. 4 bits, if you please.”

                                            > Taking the coins from your hand she tosses them into a marked bag, then turns and reaches her neck into another burlap sack. Grabbing the stem of an apple with her horsey lips she turns back and gently deposits it into your still open palm.

                                            > You walk forward and just to the side of her stand, sitting on one of the barrels as you bite into the juicy apple.

                                            > The sweet golden nectar gushes forth and you struggle to drink it down before crunching on the bite of fruit. The tangy tartness joins the almost too sweet flavor to give you a full and satisfying profile. Your stomach growls in appreciation, but you decide to postpone the rest of the meal for conversation.

                                            “Say AJ, you ever drink rainwater? Not from the ground, but right as it’s raining from the clouds.”

                                            > She grins in delight in response to you hanging out to chat.

                                            > “Yeah I’ve done that a few times, sometimes when we’re trying to squeeze in the day’s chores we end up working in the rain. I’ve actually heard of some of the pegasi squeezing rainclouds into cups or bottles to drink later, something about the air gives it a different taste I s’pose. Never tried that myself, though now you mention it I should ask RD sometime.”

                                            “Funny you’d mention Rainbow, I’m actually looking for her. Have you seen her around lately?”


                                            > “Well ah sure have, matter o’ fact she flew into Sugarcube Corner over there not five minutes ‘fore you walked up.”

                                            > What a coincidence, though thinking on it the sweet shop was a pretty popular place in Ponyvile. They even had savory pastries, which were some of your favorite.

                                            “Thanks Applejack! I’m gonna go see if I can find her. Have a great rest of your day, say ‘hi’ to Big Mac for me!”

                                            > As you stand up and take another bite of your apple, she glances around. Seeing nopony rushing to buy her apples, she hangs up a small sign: ‘On break, back soon.’

                                            > “I’m feelin’ a mite famished m’self, mind if I join you there Anon?”

                                            > You give her a smile.

                                            “Not at all, it’d be nice to have lunch with a friend. Maybe Rainbow and Pinkie will both be free to join us.”

                                            > It’s a short trip narrated by the cute clippity clops of your pony companion and your relatively silent steps.

                                            > Pushing the door open for the farmpony you follow her into the bakery, letting yourself bask in the comfy aromas of fresh confections.

                                            > Wouldn’t you know it, Rainbow Dash is here! She’s standing in line and it looks like she’s just started talking to Pinkie Pie, judging by the other mare trotting away from the register.

                                            > “Howdy y’all! Rainbow Dash, you getting’ lunch too? Let’s eat together!”

                                            > Pinkie Pie perks up, her mane inflating as her mess of otherworldly curls expand.

                                            > Don’t stare at it too long.

                                            > “Oh gosh isn’t this just great Rainbow! So many friends here to share food and fun times! It’s like a mini-party. I’ll take my lunch break to join you guys, and then we can all give you advice for what you were about to ask me. Something about pranks gone wrong?”

                                            > Rainbow has that classic ‘deer-in-the-headlights’ look, frozen and stammering to find her voice as she gets that furious blush again.

                                            > “A-ah, no thanks Pinkie, that’s fine. I-we can talk about it later.”

                                            > Avoiding your eyes, she tells Pinkie what she wants to eat and trots off with her wings and head hanging low.


                                            > As Applejack places her order, you ponder what’s got Dash worked up. It bothers you to see her in any stress. Mentally you promise yourself to cheer her up later.

                                            > “What would you like Anon? Wait, let me guess, you want a… platter full of the spinach-artichoke-pesto-puffs? With mushrooms and cheese in them?”

                                            > You chuckle. Even though you try to get something different here every time, she still has a 100% correct guessing rate.

                                            “Perfectly correct, Pinkie. Great job as always!”

                                            > You give her a head pat as she soaks up the praise.

                                            > “Okie dokie lokie~!”

                                            > Full of cheer, she giggles to herself as she trots into the kitchen to get started on the food and formally start her break.

                                            > Finding your way to the table the rest of your friends already occupy, you slide into the booth next to Applejack and across from Rainbow.

                                            “Hey Rainbow.”

                                            > She looks up at you then back to the table, tapping her front hooves together nervously. It’s so adorable you feel your heart seize for a split second.

                                            “I tried drinking some rainwater today when those clouds were raining on me, and it tasted different from the other time I’ve tried it. Do you know why that might be?”

                                            > Her expression reminds you of your own that time you got caught eating sweets at three A.M. when you were eight. What is she feeling shame about?

                                            > Applejack looks on with curiosity, also interested in the pegasi rain water secrets.

                                            > Rainbow blinks a few times as she opens and closes her mouth, then shakes her head rapidly.

                                            > Looking up with a bit of a scowl she finally answers you.

                                            > “No, I don’t know why that happened Anon.”

                                            > Applejack scoffs.

                                            > “Now I know that ain’t true Rainbow. I’ve heard about this here rainwater before, d’you pegasi have some special trick for it? We’re your friends, we can handle keeping it a secret.”

                                            > At the words ‘special trick’ Rainbow stiffens up.

                                            > Then she slams her hooves on the table.

                                            > “I don’t wanna talk about it ok?”


                                            > Ever blissful, Pinkie trots up to the table with everyone’s food, setting the tray on the surface.

                                            > “Ouch!”

                                            > Everybody turns to look at Pinkie, Rainbow’s outburst forgotten.

                                            > She’s sitting down and looking at the joint of her right foreleg. Then her little pony snootle does a mighty scrunch.

                                            > Two sneezes later and her ears are flopping up and down rapidly.

                                            > One-two one-two one-two one-two.

                                            > As suddenly as it started, her motions cease.

                                            > Applejack looks apprehensive while Rainbow looks terrified.

                                            > Pinkie gives a shrug.

                                            > “Huh, that was weird. Oh well, let’s eat everypo-“

                                            > She’s interrupted by one final sneeze.

                                            > At this, she goes stock still and… slides forward as if on wheels.

                                            > Leaning in toward Rainbow she squints her eyes.

                                            > “Pinchy knee, two sneezes, and ear flops are one thing, but this last one…somepony here is keeping a secret. A secret that will make them happy once they share it.”

                                            > She twists her head upside down while maintaining eye contact with Rainbow.

                                            > “Come on Dashie, just let it out there! It’s for the best.”

                                            > Rainbow’s eyes shuffle around the room before she huffs angrily.

                                            > “OK FINE! Anon you want some more of that-that ‘water’? I’ll get you some if you promise to stop asking about it!”

                                            > You lift your hands up and shrug in a disarming manner.

                                            “Sure Rainbow, I mean I’m curious but I don’t want to stress you out. I can always ask Fluttershy or somepony else.”

                                            > With wide, panicked eyes Rainbow frantically waves her hooves!

                                            > “No! I’ll do it, just stop telling ponies about it ok?”

                                            > With that she takes off into the Cakes’ kitchen, then flies out the window with a cup full of ice.

                                            > After couple minutes she returns, gingerly placing the cup in front of you.

                                            > It’s… yellow.

                                            > Colored soda isn’t unfamiliar to you, but you’re a bit perplexed why the rain would produce color with the water. Some sort of pegasus magical interaction?


                                            > Beads of condensation are already forming on the outside and as you continue to look, you find yourself incredibly thirsty.

                                            > The pale golden amber of the liquid swirls slightly as the ice cubes melt.

                                            > You hardly notice Applejack’s suspicious stare.

                                            > As you reach for the glass Rainbow’s breath hitches in her throat.

                                            > Pinkie’s obliviously enjoying her lunch, and right as the class touches your lips Applejack gasps.

                                            > “Anon, wait! Don’t…”

                                            > You hardly notice her exclamation because you’ve already gulped down two mouthfuls of the stuff.

                                            > It tastes just as good cold!

                                            > You now notice a slightly salty undertone to the beverage, but this just reminds you of some electrolyte sports drinks you’ve had before. It’s barely there and instead of detracting from the taste it serves to round it out, completing it like a missing puzzle piece.

                                            > Pegasus special rainwater is somehow a lemon-lime sports drink, with a bit of carbonation! The same sugary and flowery flavor is still there, almost like it’s been sweetened with honey.

                                            > That musky flavor from before is stronger now too, and as you continue to gulp it down you realize that’s the best part somehow. The scent of it wafts off the top of the fluid into your nose and fills your brain.

                                            > Your senses are enraptured yet again as you continue to drink. With a start, you realize you’ve already emptied the cup.

                                            > Placing it back down on the table, you give a hearty sigh of contentment.

                                            “Wow Rainbow, I can’t believe rainwater could taste this good! I know you wanted me not to ask, but at least tell me you can get me more of that sometime? I’d pay you.”

                                            > Opening your eyes, you are met with three wildly different expressions on your friend’s faces.

                                            > Rainbow’s blushing the hardest she has yet today, which is saying something. Her wings are sticking straight up and out from her body as she stands there, food forgotten.


                                            > Applejack’s mouth is hanging open as she stares, slowly turning her head from Rainbow to you and back.

                                            > Pinkie is giggling wildly, holding her hoof up to her face in an attempt to stifle her laughs from getting out of control.

                                            > Applejack’s face has taken on an odd expression now, one that’s hard to read. Disbelief and just a hint of… envy?

                                            > She chuckles as she shakes her head, getting up and grabbing her food to take with her.

                                            > “You sure know how to pick ‘em, huh Dash?

                                            > Rainbow looks like she’s about to die of embarrassment, almost on the verge of tears.

                                            > Applejack is quick to reassure her.

                                            > “Aw don’t fret none now sugarcube, mah lips are sealed. ‘sides, you’ve just gotten somepony real special I reckon. I’ll leave you folks alone.”

                                            > “Wait Applejack I’m sorry, I-”

                                            > “Shucks Rainbow don’t worry about it none. I’m not mad or grossed out, but you might want to spill the beans soon there.”

                                            > With a meaningful nod your way, she takes her leave.

                                            > You’re still confused but shrug as you start to enjoy your lunch.

                                            > Pinkie can’t hardly contain it anymore and with an explosion of confetti her laughter rolls through the air.

                                            > “HAHAHAHA OH Dashie, you sure got him good didn’t y-”

                                            > Her mouth is clamped shut by a sky blue hoof as Rainbow rushes over to her.

                                            > “Pinkie stop it! It’s not like that anymore! I…I don’t want to mess this up now ok?”

                                            > Within an instant Pinkie sobers up, nodding with a serious expression.

                                            > She gives a salute to Rainbow and calmly places her now empty plate on her back before walking into the kitchen without another word.

                                            > You raise one of your eyebrows with a questioning look at Rainbow, who closes her eyes and sighs.

                                            “’Got him good,’ huh? Was she talking about me by any chance?”

                                            > Seeing her frantic expression, you move to calm her down with a smile.

                                            “Hey, it’s alright. You know I don’t mind your pranks Rainbow, they’re a lot of fun.”

                                            > She scrunches her muzzle in thought.

                                            > Turning to face you fully, she looks up at your eyes with regret marking her face.

                                            > “Even if it turned out bad or went too far?”

                                            > Her eyes are too cute, you don’t think you could ever be mad with her.

                                            “Well, nopony got hurt did they? I didn’t either, so everything seems fine to me!”

                                            > She takes off into a hover and pushes herself against your chest in a hug.

                                            > “Thanks Anon. You always know just what to say.”

                                            > Her voice tickles your ear as you hug her back.

                                            > Breaking away, she hovers at eye level.

                                            > “I’ll tell you about the secret… wait, why don’t I show you instead! Come by my place tonight before sundown and don’t forget to get some cloud walking from Twilight.”

                                            > She’s blushing shyly but keeps looking at you, waiting for a response.

                                            “I’ll be there, should I bring anything?”

                                            > “Just ah, hehe, just be thirsty.”

                                            > With that, she grabs her food and flies out of the shop, leaving you to finish your meal and prepare for the evening.


                                            > You’re admittedly feeling more than a little nervous.

                                            > Earlier you hadn’t thought too much on it, but looking back now this invitation seems more and more like a date.

                                            > Meeting a super cute and attractive girl at her house as the sun sets for a special surprise?

                                            > Just don’t overthink it, Anon. She’s just going to share her recipe for that pegasus sports drink and show you how to make it.

                                            > What a good friend she is!

                                            > Though, you wouldn’t be opposed to becoming more than friends.

                                            > She really was an inspiring mare, confident but with a cute soft side when she was unsure or doubtful. Supporting her in those moments was something that gave you great joy.

                                            > You make the decision to keep an open mind and heart tonight just in time, as you’ve now arrived to her house.

                                            > More accurately you’re standing in the general area her house floats around, a large open meadow attached to one of Ponyville’s roads near the outskirts of town.

                                            > There’s even a mailbox on the ground if the postponies on shift aren’t pegasi.

                                            > Looking up it’s effortless to pick out her home among the smaller scattered clouds. The giant mansion gave off a few mare’s tail clouds as it lazily drifted along in the dusky sky.

                                            > It was so large you were a bit surprised it was hers but she had told you before she didn’t use it all that much, preferring instead to hang out in town with her friends and the other ponies in Ponyville.

                                            > You open your mouth to call up to Rainbow but she’s already flying down to meet you.

                                            > She lands in front of you not with her usual confidence but instead still carrying the nervous energy that’s been plaguing her all day.

                                            > “Hey Anon, uh, are you ready for tonight?”

                                            > She’s shuffling her hooves a bit on the ground as her eyes struggle to maintain contact with yours.

                                            “Yeah, I can’t wait! I’m definitely feeling thirsty.”

                                            > True to your word you had forgone drinking anything since lunch, a task made easy by your anticipation for more of that special rainwater.


                                            > She bites her lip slightly at your remark then goes to grab a chunk of cloud for you. She quickly shapes it into a wide chair, more of a loveseat really.

                                            > You relax into the fluffy seat as she starts to push you up toward her house. Your elevated view of the sunset is actually pretty romantic and you’re wondering if she chose this time of day on purpose.

                                            > Stepping from your comfy seat onto the landing porch of her home you take a moment to soak it in.

                                            > You’ve never actually been up here before, only seen it from the ground a few times. You decide to test your theory with a question.

                                            “Rainbow, did you build this whole thing yourself?”

                                            > She stops trotting to the door and looks back with a cheeky grin.

                                            > “Hay yeah I did! I might’ve gotten a bit carried away but it’s roomy enough for big parties at least.”

                                            > You successfully restored her confidence, for a short time at least.

                                            > Following her indoors you notice she’s squeezing her back legs together and has her tail clamped down. Maybe she’s trying to be modest now?

                                            > You can see the kitchen area in one of the rooms to the right, but when you start walking that way she looks at you in confusion.

                                            > “Uh, Anon, where are you going?”

                                            “That’s the kitchen isn’t it? Where else would we go? Wouldn’t want to make a mess with that stuff right?”

                                            > Lowering her eye lids and smiling a bit, she chuckles.

                                            > “Oh we don’t have to worry about making a mess Anon, cloud floors clean up real easy.”

                                            > You shrug mentally and follow her up the two other flights of stairs stopping outside a door with her Cutie Mark stamped on the archway, similar to her front door.

                                            > She stops you with a hoof on your thigh, looking up into your face with sincerity.

                                            > “Anon, before we do this, I just wanted to say thanks. For not being mad at me, and for showing me something I didn’t even know I was into. I’ll try to make this as special as I can for you.”

                                            > ‘As special as she can,’ huh? Wow, this is going to taste great!


                                            “I can’t wait for it then Rainbow.”

                                            > You give her a genuine smile to which she just blushes.

                                            > “W-wait here, ok? I’ll tell you when to come in.”

                                            > She darts in to her bedroom.

                                            > You hear the shuffling of fabric then the sound of a match being struck.

                                            > “O-ok Anon, y-you can come inside now.”

                                            > You open the door to a dark room, lit at the end by a few candles on both nightstands.

                                            > Laying down on the bed with her butt toward you is Rainbow Dash, wearing… socks and panties!

                                            > Whoah, that’s pretty lewd.

                                            > They’re both colored with Rainbow stripes, matching the pattern and color of her mane and tail.

                                            > You find it difficult to speak with your dry throat, stammering a bit as your brain tries to understand why she’s wearing lingerie.

                                            > With lidded eyes and her raspy voice she snaps you out of it.

                                            > “Well, you must be pretty t-thirsty huh you dirty colt? Y-you probably can’t wait. I’ve been saving up all day just for you.”

                                            > As she talks she keeps squeezing her thighs together and biting her lip, like she’s trying to hold something back.

                                            > You have no idea what she’s talking about but her nervous dirty talk is making your body react anyway, so you simply nod and step forward.

                                            > “W-well then, come over here and get your fill.”

                                            > With this, she shuffles herself to the edge of the bed in front of you. Her panties don’t cover her teats at all, sitting pretty above the lacy fringe. The fabric is straining to contain her flower, the plump marebits on the precipice of slipping out on either edge.

                                            > You didn’t even have the opportunity to question if this was something you wanted, your body deep down knowing the answer and taking you along for the ride.

                                            > Just before you move to reach for those panties Rainbow sighs, letting out tension as she watches your face for your reaction.

                                            > Her lower lips flex then relax and the panties get darker, a wet spot growing on the front.

                                            > What.


                                            > Surprised by the yellow fluid now dripping off the fabric, you lean back.

                                            > Seeing your expression, hers shifts from bedroom eyes to one of surprise and embarrassment as she shuts her thighs and clenches her lower muscles to stop the flow of pee.

                                            > “D-d-don’t you like it? I did this all for you!”

                                            > Her voice cracks and it looks like her eyes are misting up.

                                            “Uhhh, well I’m… flattered, really but I’m just not into that sort of thing Rainbow. Sorry?”

                                            > A beat passes as she stares at you, then she screws up her face in anger.

                                            > “NO! You don’t just get to tease me all day then turn around and act like you aren’t interested you jerk! That’s not even a prank it’s just RUDE!”

                                            > Prank? Tease her? You’re too lost to understand but it’s pretty clear you pissed her off somehow.

                                            “Now Rainbow I-”

                                            > You don’t even get to start apologizing before she launches herself at you, hindquarters first.

                                            > Those wet panties smack your mouth as her thighs close and clench around your head, the incredibly soft flesh of her teats resting right over your eyes.

                                            > The momentum sends you crashing onto your back, caught by the soft cloud floor.

                                            > “I dressed up and drank a ton of water all day just for you, you ARE going to enjoy this!”

                                            > You move to struggle but the scent of her piss is actually familiar and calming.

                                            > Her pussy lips contract again and suddenly your face is being warmed by her fluid.

                                            > She grinds her hips back and forth a bit which pushes your lips open and…

                                            > Oh.

                                            > The drink.

                                            > It’s her pee.

                                            > Your body does not give your brain time enough to try to be disgusted as you lick and slurp at the wet panties, the liquid dribbling out from behind that fabric barrier.

                                            > It tastes so good this time, right from the source and heated by her body. The musky component is there in full force and it overpowers your senses, spurring on your thirsty gulps.

                                            > In the dim light you can just make out the steam floating from where your lips meet hers.


                                            > Pulling off from her panties with a pop, you reach over and pull them to the side, allowing the stream to flow unimpeded.

                                            > The strong current of fluid gushes forth, spilling on your chin and neck as you lean back in.

                                            > Rainbow lets out a breathy high-pitched moan as you seal your lips back over her urethra and winking clit.

                                            > You run your tongue over the area as you continue to swallow, struggling to keep up with the high-flow pressure at first.

                                            > You think you’re supposed to be grossed out by now, but you’re not. Even though the taste is good it has taken a back seat to the hot intensity of the wildly intimate situation of drinking pee right out of this mare.

                                            > You keep on suckling and swallowing, providing a constant suction on her clit as it begins to pulse more rapidly.

                                            > Rainbow can’t stop moaning. It’s partly from sexual pleasure, partly from relieving her bladder, and also from the fetish factor of making you drink her piss.

                                            > You know because she’s telling you in between her panting.

                                            > “Oooohh my gosh, ohmygosh Anon… ngghh aaa~”

                                            > “Keep sucking my clit like that, mnnnnff yeah”

                                            > “You really like drinking my pee don’t you? Oh ponyfeathers why is this so hooooot”

                                            > She’s really into it now, grinding her lips all over your face. Her pee is soaking everywhere now so you grasp around her butt with your arms to try and stop spilling it. You are pretty thirsty after all.

                                            > As you do your best to keep up with the flow of steaming hot urine you work your tongue all over her lips and clit, flicking it when it pops out.

                                            > You even run your tongue over her peehole as it pushes the liquid into your mouth, making her squeak out in pleasure from the new sensations.

                                            > Her cute scratchy voice keeps moaning out and cracking as you pleasure her and drink your fill of her golden water.

                                            > Just as you’re feeling like you can’t drink anymore of her pee, the flow begins to taper off.

                                            > You continue to suckle her clit as it becomes a gentle dribble and stops.


                                            > You pull off of her and look up at her as she looks down in disbelief and horniness.

                                            > “You-you really drank all of it? Wow I can’t believe you drank it allllnnghhhaaaaa oooOOOH~!”

                                            > Acknowledging your fetish-driven deed pushes her over the edge and her whole body convulses as her marebits contract once, twice, then she starts squirting wetly with every contraction.

                                            > You dutifully resume your work, planting your mouth to catch all her mare juice secretions.

                                            > This has a similar flavor but sweeter, tasting more of mixed berries and vanilla as the tangy notes retreat.

                                            > Though you’re enjoying these fluids immensely, you’re really most focused on making her feel good than just yourself.

                                            > You realize in a moment of clarity that you love her.

                                            > Although the event which has pushed you together is more than a little odd, you couldn’t be happier with the realization.

                                            > Becoming aware of this, combined with one of her hooves brushing over the crotch of your pants, sets you off.

                                            > You join her in orgasm as the heat of the situation pushes you over the last edge.

                                            > You fall back in a daze as you both pant desperately to regain your breath.

                                            > She shuffles over to lie next to you and drapes her left hoof over your chest.

                                            > Looking over at her causes her to giggle at you.

                                            > “Wow Anon. That was pretty crazy.”

                                            > She kisses your cheek and licks over the top of your lips.

                                            > “Well it’s not exactly bad but I don’t think I’ll be drinking it anytime soon. Looks like you can’t get enough of it though huh?

                                            > You just give her a tired nod.


                                            > Noticing the wet spot in your pants from your orgasm, she grinds one of her hooves over it to tease you gently.

                                            > She says nothing but gives you a warm, happy smile, indicating she’s glad she was able to make you climax so effortlessly.

                                            > “I’ll give you a bottle of my special rainwater anytime you like Anon, as long as you do me a favor. How does that sound?”

                                            “Yes please.”

                                            > She laughs again with her cute voice.

                                            > “Anon! I haven’t even told you the favor yet.”

                                            > You just smile and look into her eyes.

                                            > “You have to promise to take me on a real date ok?”

                                            > You nod quickly as she leans in to whisper in your ear.

                                            > “Whenever you want, or whenever I need to go, I’ll come and find you to give you some straight from the tap.”

                                            > Your heart quickens at the thought of being ambushed and given more to drink randomly through your day, but you quickly agree by giving her a kiss.

                                            > “Now let’s go get you cleaned up so we can [spoiler]cuddle[/spoiler] together tonight. Come on, stud!”

                                            > You follow her playful laughter to the shower where you’ll undoubtedly get up to more fun with her.