Rainbow Dash's prison fantasy - Part of TS is addicted to Anon's cum


                                            >Be Skittles again

                                            >Things were getting interesting right now, but your workout partner decided to ruin it for you.

                                            >He closed his window and shut his fucking curtains.

                                            >Damn...

                                            >What do you do now?

                                            >Slowly descending to the ground you think for a bit.

                                            „Of course!“

                                            >You dash over to his living room window.

                                            „This one is still open!“

                                            >You give yourself a pat on your back.

                                            “Sometimes I'm too smart for this world.”

                                            >”Yeah for the world of retards!”

                                            >Who said that!?

                                            >Fucking BonBon.

                                            “Shut your fucking trap BonBon! Go away before I shove these disgusting droppings you call sweets in every genital you own!”

                                            >She snorts and walks away.

                                            “Yeah, I thought so.”

                                            >Now back to operation “Spy on your two best friends having kinky interspecies sex”.

                                            >Yeah, even the name is ingenious!

                                            >You should do this professionally.

                                            >First you should check that nopony is looking.

                                            >Taking a quick look around you and …check !

                                            >In you go!

                                            >Maybe with a bit too much force since you bump into Anon's table with your head.

                                            >Rubbing your head you whine.

                                            “Oww....”

                                            >You hear something fall over.

                                            >Is this?

                                            >Oh fuck it is!

                                            >Anon's favourite cup is rolling to it's doom.

                                            >He would kill you if anything happens to it.

                                            >And far worse, it would blow your cover!

                                            >You leap forward, hoping to catch it in time.

                                            >Pfft who needs hope. You are fucking Rainbow Dash.

                                            >Of course you manage to catch it.

                                            “Phew...”

                                            >You gently put Cuppy back on the table,

                                            >Looking towards the stairs, you begin to grin.

                                            “Now to the good stuff.”


                                            >You slowly creep up the stairs.

                                            >If they hear you, your whole plan will collapse like a house of cards.

                                            >Twilight and Anon would be angry.... but surely not for long.

                                            >Nopony can stay angry at the Dash.

                                            >And what's worse you would have to go without your live porn show.

                                            >Finally reaching your destination at the top of the stairs, you ponder for a bit.

                                            >Should you really do this?

                                            >This is an intimate moment for those two...

                                            “...”

                                            >Of course you should do this! You are horny as fuck!

                                            >Taking a comfy position and making sure your right hoof can reach everywhere it should, you take a deep breath and prepare for what you are about to see.

                                            >Your best pony-friend sucking your best nonpony-friend off.

                                            “U-Unf...”

                                            >Okay... here goes nothing.

                                            >You press your face on the door and start to look through the keyhole.


                                            >You had to adjust yourself a bit, but finally you can see clearly now

                                            “Ehehe”

                                            >Twilight is sitting next to anon, who sadly still has his pants on.

                                            “Come on...”

                                            >You begin to drool a bit.

                                            >”...ok? I promise it won't hurt.”, you hear Twilight saying.

                                            >She's pulling his pants down. Finally you will see anon's schlong. You always wondered what it would look like.

                                            >He's wearing pants underneath his pants!?

                                            >You groan.

                                            “Hurry up Twi ...”

                                            >Twilight directs her magic at anon's second pair of pants.

                                            “Yes~.”

                                            >”Hey Twi. Just one more thing before you begin."

                                            >What now ?!

                                            >Huh? He's kissing her?

                                            >How sweet. But not what you are here for.

                                            >At last she breaks the kiss.

                                            >Uhhh... more talking.

                                            >You decide to zone out for a bit.

                                            >...

                                            >”Now back to business.”

                                            >Finally !

                                            >Twilight pulls anon's underpants, or whatever they are called, right off. His dick popping out like whack-a-mole … mole.

                                            >It's bigger than you imagined and looks like a purple-headed tan coloured snake. You quite like the look.

                                            >Deciding that it's now the right time to begin yourself, you move one hoof south,

                                            >You start slow. Drawing small circles around your teats with the tip of your hoof.

                                            “Ahh...”

                                            >She's casting a spell now. You heard her talking about a spell before but you didn’t really listen.

                                            >You wonder what it's for, when you see Anon's balls begin to swell.

                                            >Oh Twilight you kinky, kinky bookworm.

                                            “Heee...”, your voice was husky now.

                                            “Didn't know she was into that.”


                                            >Twilight stands up and positions herself between anon's legs.

                                            >She presses her muzzle into his balls. His sweaty, musky balls …

                                            >By Celestia you can only imagine what they smell like.

                                            >Your hoof now kneads your crotchtits. This will have to suffice for. Don't wanna cum too fast.

                                            >Gently flicking one your nipples you let out a soft moan.

                                            >Twilight's tongue is now exploring anon's cock.

                                            >She's licking it like a popsicle.

                                            >Finally she takes it into her mouth... but not for long.

                                            >She comments on it's form and on how long anon can last.

                                            >This makes you even hornier and …. a little bit jealous.

                                            >Maybe if you can... yes.

                                            >Now fully leaning on the door, you can use two hooves now.

                                            >Your other hoof goes down even further.

                                            >Softy tracing the outlines of your marehood.

                                            >You can feel it winking rapidly, probably ruining anon's with the fluids it pushes out.

                                            >But you couldn't care any less right now.

                                            “Ohhh... Yes~”

                                            >Anon now fully entered her throat.

                                            >You can hear her gag a bit.“Yeah~ Take it all you filthy whorse...”

                                            >Your hooves work now in tandem. Rubbing both your teats and your marehood. Slowly building up a familiar pressure in your loins.

                                            >She's using her magic on his balls now. Sometimes you wish you were an unicorn, the things they can do. Oh boy.


                                            >He's starting to facefuck Twilight. Steadily increasing his pace while she increases hers.

                                            >Oh Celestia you need something inside you. Your hoof is just not enough.

                                            >Luckily you know where anon keeps his flashlight. Its in the drawer right next you.

                                            >You quickly fish it out and rub it against your marehood to lubricate it.

                                            >Fixing it between your hind legs, you slowly lower your hips.

                                            “Y-Yes … Fuck me anon... Fuck me good...”

                                            >Holding onto the drawer to steady yourself, you begin to ride the flashlight.

                                            >Roughly rubbing your clit with your free hoof, you let out another moan. Slightly louder this time.

                                            >You can feel the end coming soon.

                                            >”I'm cumming soon Twi ...”

                                            >Looks like anon's ready too.

                                            >You want to cum at the same time.

                                            >The glow on anon's testicles as well as your's and Twilight's speed intensifies.

                                            “Cum … Cum for me … inside me...”

                                            >He pushes her head down and groans.

                                            >Shooting his cum down her throat.

                                            “I want your foals!”

                                            >With one final push of your hips you reach your own orgasm. Your vagina gushing out several squirts of marejuice.

                                            >Suppressing a moan your whole body shudders.

                                            >You take a deep breath. This was … intense.

                                            >That whole impregnation fantasy really pushed you over the edge.

                                            >Slowly you remove the flashlight from your lovetunnel and put it besides you.

                                            >You peek through the keyhole again. Hopefully they cuddle or something so you have some time to clean up.


                                            >Yep they are cuddling. And talking about something.

                                            >You really would like to spy on them more but you have a mess to clean up.

                                            >The second time this day.

                                            >You sigh.

                                            >Tip hooving(?) to anon's bathroom you grab two towels, soak one with water and rush back to the puddle of marejuice you created.

                                            >Since you are Rainbow Dash the carpet is clean again in no time.

                                            >Its still smelling a bit, but he will surely think its from Twilight.

                                            >Dumping the two towels into his laundry bin, you descend the stairs. Silently of course.

                                            >You take one last look up the stairs.

                                            “Thanks anon...” you chuckle.

                                            >Your wings lift you off the ground and you leave anon's house through the same window you entered it.

                                            >You really needed a bath.

                                            >Yeah that would be the perfect ending for a perfect day,

                                            >”There she is officer! She broke into the strange monkey's house, I saw it with my own eyes! I'm sure she stole things to feed her drug habits!”

                                            >What the actual fuck?

                                            >Shocked you stopped dead in your tracks... well flight.

                                            >Fucking BonBon called the guards on you.

                                            >And she has a smug grin on her face.

                                            >One of the guards adresses you.

                                            >”Miss. Would you please follow us to the guard house?”

                                            >You were to flabbergasted and tired to object, so you follow the guards.

                                            >Turning your head around you see that she's still grinning like a mad mare.

                                            >She mouthes something.

                                            >You think it was “Don't drop the soap.”

                                            >One day you are going to kill her.


                                            >You are now Rainbow Dash.

                                            >And there are two things you can't believe right now.

                                            >The first thing is that this bitch BonBon called the guards on you.

                                            >You are so going to show her what seagulls do to statues, when you get out. That’s for sure.

                                            >The other thing is that you are still sitting in this bucking cell.

                                            >Why hasn't anon come by already and talked with the guards?

                                            >Usually the guards hang a notice at the regarding pony's, or in this case humans, house when something happens.

                                            >Maybe they forgot this time?

                                            >Or maybe he is still busy getting blown by Twilight.

                                            >By Celestia's beard, those two performed a pretty hot show.

                                            >This was easily your best self achieved orgasm.

                                            >You wonder what else they are going to do or already have done.

                                            >Just thinking about all the possible scenarios gets you going again.

                                            >Phew...

                                            >Eh might as well masturbate again, its not like you have anything better to do.

                                            >They don't even have books here.

                                            >But better make sure that you don't get disturbed.

                                            >Don't want to give the guards the impression that they can join the fun.

                                            “Hey!” you yell.

                                            >No answer.

                                            “Grrr....”

                                            “HEY!”

                                            >The door to your cell opens.

                                            >”Be quiet!” the guard hisses.

                                            >”What do you want?”

                                            “I'm going to bed soon, or whatever you guys like to call this hard bench, so please don't disturb me any more tonight, okay? Once someone wakes me, I have trouble finding sleep again.”

                                            >You give him the puppy eyes.

                                            >Better hope this works.

                                            >He sighs.

                                            >”Okay. I will instruct the night-guard of this.”

                                            >The guard turns around to leave.

                                            “Wait !”

                                            >Stopping in his tracks, he sighs again.

                                            >”Yes?”

                                            “Could you bring me a glass of water, and maybe a small lamp? I can't sleep when it's pitch black and the ceiling lamp is too bright.”

                                            >”How old are you? Five?”

                                            >You glare at him.

                                            “I can't help it, ok?!”

                                            >”We don't have lamps, since inmates tend to set the cells on fire, but I might find a flashlight somewhere. Will this suffice?”

                                            >Uhhh... perfect.

                                            “This will do nicely. Thanks.”

                                            >”No problem.”

                                            >The guard leaves and closes the door behind him.

                                            >Your lips form a grin.

                                            >This is going to be so good.

                                            >Nothing is better than a nice and intense orgasm right before you go to sleep.

                                            >A few minutes pass and the guard returns.

                                            >Floating in his magical grip are a glass of water, the flashlight and a thin cloth.

                                            >He levitates the three things into your cell.

                                            >”Here you go. You can lay the cloth over the torch, if it's too bright for you.”

                                            >Aww how sweet of him.

                                            “Thanks!”

                                            >You beam him a smile and he nods in return.

                                            >”Good night.”

                                            “Good night!” you chirp.

                                            >The door closes again.

                                            >Taking the flashlight into your hooves, you inspect your lover for tonight closer.

                                            >It's not as big as anon's but it will do.

                                            >You hop onto the bench and lie down on your back.

                                            >Now you need a setting... masturbation is twice as enjoyable with a good fantasy.

                                            >You think for a bit, your left hoof already caressing your teats.

                                            “Aaachh...”

                                            >Ponyfeathers... you can't think of anything.

                                            >This cell is an imagination killer!

                                            >Or.... you take a look around.

                                            >Or maybe it isn't.

                                            >You close your eyes and indulge in the fantasy you just created,


                                            >You are still Rainbow Dash.

                                            >But this time you have cool scars all over your body, from all the fighting you did.

                                            >Also you are currently sitting in the isolation cell of the Trottingham high security prison.

                                            >One guard threw your food on  the ground and you couldn't let this sit on you.

                                            >What would the other prisoners think of you?

                                            >Exactly.

                                            >They would think that you are weak, and this would mean the death of you.

                                            >So you bucked his fucking face in!

                                            >He won't be able to eat any solid food for a while, that’s for sure.

                                            >You laugh deeply and menacingly.

                                            >Yeah just like a real criminal.

                                            >*creak*

                                            >!

                                            >The door to your cell opens and the light is switched on.

                                            >You have to shield your eyes from the incoming light.

                                            >After a few seconds your eyes adjust to the sudden brightness.

                                            >Ughh its the strange monkey guard.

                                            >You hate him, he always looks creepily at you.

                                            >”Well, well, well... who do we have here?”

                                            >He steps closer to your cell.

                                            “What do you want, you two legged freak?!”

                                            >Shaking his head, he strikes his baton against one of the iron bars.

                                            >”No need to get so passive-aggressive Dashie.”

                                            >He kneels down.

                                            >”I just heard, what you did to my buddy Hard Lesson.”

                                            >His baton points at you.

                                            >”That wasn't really nice, his whole face is ruined now... poor lad.”

                                            >You back up a bit.

                                            “This asshole had it coming!”

                                            >”Oh, I know.”

                                            “W-What?”

                                            >He laughs.

                                            >”I know what he did to you and the other prisoners. I just couldn't do anything about it, since he is, well was,  higher ranked than me.”

                                            >The monkey stands up again.

                                            >”To be honest I, and the other guards, are pretty glad that you smashed his head in. Opened his position, you know. And guess who got it?”

                                            >A bit dumbfounded of his sudden openness and friendliness, you shakily point a hoof at him.

                                            >He never was like this... Be careful Rainbow, he has something planned.

                                            >”Exactly.”

                                            >His grin grows wider.

                                            “Y-You want something! Why are you here?!”

                                            >Another laugh.

                                            >”Oh you are a quick one. Yeah... I'm here for something.”

                                            >He kneels down again to face you.

                                            >”I'm here to propose you a small deal.”

                                            >His eyes glare at you, piercing a hole through your head.

                                            >”I know you don't like the isolation cell. It's so small and so narrow, you can't walk around properly, let alone fly. So how about we make a deal. You give me something, and I give you something. Your normal cell back and more time in the flying cage, to be exact.”

                                            >More flying time!? You could finally stretch your wings properly again.... But...

                                            >This sounds good... too good. What might he want?

                                            >You sit down on your haunches.

                                            “And what do you want in return?” you say, shooting him an angry glare.

                                            >He leans his head sideways. The grin still on his face.

                                            >”You.”

                                            “W-What?!”

                                            >”You heard me right. I want you.”

                                            >Retreating to the back wall you take a defensive stance.

                                            “N-Never! If you want some flank go to the whorehouse or something!

                                            >The monkey guard shakes his head.

                                            >”But I don't want some filthy whorse, I want you and your tight little ass there.”

                                            >What?

                                            >No words manage to leave your mouth, you are too shocked.

                                            >”You can either stay here for three more weeks, alone in the dark, or you just accept my offer and feel the wind in your mane again. Your decision.”

                                            “....”

                                            >”Ok then. Have it your way.”

                                            >He rises again and turns around to leave.

                                            >His hand is already on the door handle.

                                            “No! Wait!”

                                            >He looks back to you.

                                            >”Yes?”

                                            >You can't believe you are doing this...

                                            “I will do it...” you say, defeated.

                                            >The turning of a lock can be heard.

                                            “And you promise that I will get my old cell back and more flying time?”

                                            >The monkey chuckles.

                                            >”Of course. That's the difference between me and Hard Lesson. I'm not here to make your life more miserable than it already is. And my new position opened new possibilities to handle things. If you catch my drift.”

                                            >You nod.

                                            >”Good girl.”

                                            >He opens the door to your cell and steps inside. His form now towering before yours.


                                            >At least this will be over soon, if he is like any other stallion.

                                            >Kneeling down he takes your face in his hand and plants a rough kiss on your lips.

                                            >His tongue pries your mouth open and invades it.

                                            >Exploring every inch of your mouth it finally finds what it was looking for.

                                            >Your own tongue.

                                            >You try to evade his but its no use.

                                            >Complying you let him have his prize.

                                            >It sloppily and greedily snakes around and you try to match its movements.

                                            >You feel a warm feeling building up in your lower abdomen.

                                            >After a good minute he breaks the kiss and looks into your eyes.

                                            >His face still sporting this smug grin of his.

                                            >”Wasn't this nice?”

                                            >With a click, he unbuckles his pants.

                                            >They fall down to his ankles revealing his already erect member.

                                            >You gulp.

                                            >It looks so different from a stallion...

                                            >He grabs the back of your head and forces you closer to it.

                                            >”Come on now. Don't be shy,”

                                            >Hesitantly you open your mouth and take the tip of his penis into it.

                                            >You start to suck on it, which makes him inhale sharply.

                                            >”That's the stuff, Dashie. Go on.”

                                            >Your tongue travels down his shaft, lubricating it with your saliva.

                                            >Feeling the pressure on the back of your head increase, you move your head further down.

                                            >He's now nearly hilted and you have to suppress your gag reflex.

                                            >In an effort to increase his arousal, your tongue now coils up and down his cock. Squeezing and massaging it.

                                            >You begin to bob your head up and down, sucking on his glans every time you reach the tip..

                                            >Why hasn't he cum yet?

                                            >His breathing starts to get faster and shallower.

                                            >Increasing the pace of your bobbing you use the tips of your wings to tickle and caress his balls.

                                            >Another sharp inhale and he grabs your head on either side.

                                            >You can feel his cock sliding in and out of your throat at a rapid speed, as he fucks your mouth.

                                            >Tears start to form in your eyes and your nose begins to run.

                                            >At the last possible moment he pulls out and lets loose.

                                            >He grunts and several thick strings of his cum land on your snout, mane and face.

                                            >Your tongue betrays you as it licks around your muzzle, trying to lap up as much of his seed as possible.


                                            >Exhausted and out of breath you collapse onto the floor.

                                            >Out of the corner of your eye you can see him remove his shirt.

                                            >Isn't he finished? Didn't he get what he wanted?

                                            >He bows down.

                                            >”You did good Dashie. But don't think we are finished yet.”

                                            >You shake your head.

                                            “Yes we are! You got what you wanted, now leave me alone.”

                                            >His gaze wanders around your cowering form.

                                            >”Oh my!”

                                            >He scoops something up and holds it in front of your face.

                                            >It's …your own arousal.

                                            >”Somepony got exited!” he states with a chuckle.

                                            >One hand travels along your side and gropes your flank.

                                            >”You enjoyed this? Didn’t you?”

                                            >This fucking smug grin returns.

                                            >Ashamed you look away.

                                            >”If you want more, you just have to say it.”

                                            >Anon's fingers trace your cutie mark.

                                            >You don't want this.

                                            >Then why are you so bucking turned on right now?!

                                            >”Come on.”

                                            >You feel his hot breath on your ear.

                                            >”Say it.”

                                            >He gives it a slight nibble.

                                            “Aaach...”

                                            >His hand moves around your thigh, now hovering mere millimetres above your soaked marehood.

                                            >”I can give you so much more...”

                                            >You shudder.

                                            “F...”

                                            >”Yes?”

                                            >A finger flicks your clit.

                                            “Sssssshhhhh......F-Fu...”

                                            >No...please...

                                            >Another nibble.

                                            >”You're so close...”

                                            >You can't take it any more.

                                            “F-Fuck me!”

                                            >”Good girl.”


                                            >He grabs you by your hips and turns you on your back. Your hind legs spread wide.

                                            >”You're going to enjoy this, believe me.”

                                            >The tip of his cock teases your winking entrance. Your clit fiercely trying to draw it in.

                                            “Just do it already...”

                                            >”Don't worry, you won't have t wait much longer. Just one more thing.”

                                            “W-What?”

                                            >He reaches behind him.

                                            >H-His baton?

                                            >You inhale sharply as you feel it's length rubbing against your lower lips. Lubricating it with your nectar.

                                            “W...What are you up to?!”

                                            >His finger shushes you.

                                            >”This should be enough. Don't want to hurt you.”

                                            “Hurt me?”

                                            >He doesn’t answer you.

                                            >Something presses against your black ring.

                                            >No... he wouldn't.

                                            >”This is it, Dashie.”

                                            >He strokes your cheek.

                                            >”Just say it one more time.”

                                            >A-Again?

                                            >Buck it...

                                            “Please...Fuck me.” you whisper, avoiding his gaze.

                                            >”Good girl.”

                                            >Saying these words he thrusts his hips into yours, his cock parting your inner walls.

                                            >At the same the baton is forced inside your rectum.

                                            >So full...!

                                            >A immense wave of pleasure ripples through your body and you climax nearly instantaneously

                                            >Your head jolts back and you feel your vagina spasm and contracting around his dick.

                                            “Mmmmhaaaa!”

                                            >”You already came?”

                                            >He pulls out a bit.

                                            >”I'm far away from it, you better not pass out Dashie.”

                                            >Grabbing your front hooves, anon plunges back in again.

                                            “Aaaahhh!”

                                            >The pace of his thrusting is getting faster and faster.

                                            >Each time he hilts against your sensitive lips, another rush of ecstasy rocks your body and you scream out.

                                            >You don't know how much of this you can take.

                                            >Your tongue is lolling out and your eyes nearly rolled into their sockets.

                                            >His breathing is getting faster again.

                                            >Looks like he is close.

                                            “Cuuu... Cuumuaahhhh!”

                                            >He steadies your face and kisses you again.

                                            >This time more gentle.

                                            >Your tongue intertwines with anons and you moan into his mouth.

                                            >He breaks the kiss.

                                            >”I'm cumming soon, Dashie.”

                                            >You focus your gaze on his face and nod.

                                            “Innnuuaahhh.... I-Inside me! Uaah... E-Every-Everything!”

                                            >Your pussy is clamping down so hard now on his cock, that he nearly can't pull it back out anymore.

                                            >Milking it desperately for his cum.

                                            >You want it so bad.

                                            “Your f-f-f-oals... accchhh... I-I-I want t-them!”

                                            >With one final thrust his whole body shudders and he releases inside you.

                                            >You feel spurt after spurt of his hot seed hitting your womb.

                                            >The world goes black.


                                            >...

                                            >You're awake again.

                                            >By Luna's glorious full moon... did you pass out?

                                            >Looks like it.

                                            >Reaching for your glass of water, you gulp it down.

                                            >Wow... You've to correct yourself.

                                            >THIS was the best and most intense masturbation session you ever had.

                                            >Like you said before... a nice fantasy makes it twice as good.

                                            >You wipe the sweat of your face and take a look around.

                                            >There is quite a large puddle beneath your bench.

                                            >The bench itself is also pretty drenched.

                                            >Buck...

                                            >Better open the small window.

                                            >You'll just wait for the stench to air out a bit, and then ask for more water.

                                            >It's already drying.

                                            >Curling up on the dry end of the bench, you yawn.

                                            >You feel so relaxed and satisfied right now.

                                            >Just a small nap and then you will call the guard...

                                            >Yes...

                                            >Your eyelids fall down and the world goes black again.