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Nameless Dash nsfw Stories

By AnonymousDashfag
Created: 2021-07-16 21:31:33
Updated: 2023-01-01 13:29:03
Expiry: Never

  1. A Day to Remember
  2.  
  3. >You stand on the outskirts of Ponyville, tense with anticipation.
  4. >Any minute now…it’s just like her to be late…
  5. >Your grin widens as a familiar blue streak races from the overhanging cloud house, making a beeline for you.
  6. >The prismatic pegasus grinds to a dead stop before you, hanging a few feet above the ground.
  7. >”You flinched!”
  8. “Did not! I know you’re too cowardly to tackle me.” You chuckle.
  9. >”Oh, I’m the coward!” Rainbow Dash says with mock annoyance. “Remind me who it was that asked the other one out first?”
  10. “Hmm, I can’t quite seem to remember…”
  11. >”Would a kiss jog your memory?” She giggles, wrapping her forelegs around your shoulder.
  12. “Now that you mention it, it might just have been you…”
  13. >She leans in and plants her lips to yours, silencing you.
  14. >”Mmhmm.” She hums, her wings flapping excitedly.
  15. >As her tongue vies with yours for dominance, you sneak a hand in behind her left ear, scratching it softly.
  16. >”Hey!” she yells, breaking off the sensual embrace. “That’s cheating, you know I’m sensitive back there!”
  17. “Why do you think I did it?”
  18. >”You’re going to get me all riled up out here!”
  19. “You make it sound like that’s a problem…” you chuckle, sliding your hand under her rump.
  20. >”Hey, you gotta earn that touch!” she yells, fluttering over your head and wrapping her hoofs round your shoulder.
  21. “Aw, c’mon Dashie!” you chuckle, knowing she’d blush up at the use of her special nickname. “Can I have a little rub?”
  22. >”Not until you earn it!” Dash repeats, preparing herself for the usual routine of being piggybacked around on your head.
  23. “Heh, I’m not going to worry about that part…”
  24. >”You sound like you’re planning something, and you know I don’t like surprises!”
  25. “Now Dashie, would it be a surprise if I told you?”
  26. >You stifle a giggle as the pony perched on your shoulders groans in frustration.
  27. >”C’mon dude!”
  28. “You’ll find out soon enough!”
  29. >Rainbow Dash resigns herself to a mock pout, her huffing broken up by a small giggle as you grasp her legs with your hands.
  30. >She relaxes, signalling that she’s in position, before you start walking back to Ponyville with the mare in tow.
  31. >You felt pretty cheerful about what you had planned in store for the gorgeous pegasus straddled across your shoulders: you couldn’t see any way in which she wouldn’t take it well.
  32. >After all, today was Hearts and Hooves day, supposedly the most romantic day of the pony calendar. Much like Valentine’s day from the days long gone…
  33. >Rainbow Dash’s assumption was correct though. You had indeed planned something special for her…
  34. >You steadily approach the centre of Ponyville, gazing happily upon the swathes of happy couples around you.
  35. “I think we’re still the oddest couple around, don’t you think?”
  36. >”That’s all thanks to you, dude.”
  37. “Hey, I’d like to think I’m fairly normal for a giant ape-man in a land full of tiny little horses.”
  38. >”No normal person would be so obsessed with my flank…”
  39. “In my defence, it is a glorious flank indeed.”
  40. >”Heh, of course it is! Still doesn’t mean you can spend all day staring at it, and don’t pretend you’re not ogling it when I do my morning wingups!”
  41. “Well, it was fun while it lasted…” you mutter remorsefully.
  42. >”I never said you could stop watching…” she giggles. “Just warm me next time you decide to watch me exercise, alright? That way I can put on a show for you…”
  43. >You feel her nuzzle into your neck affectionately, and you return the favour by reaching back and ruffling her hair.
  44. >”Stop it!” she squeals, her cheeks glowing red. “I don’t want other ponies to think we’re too sappy!”
  45. “Too late at this stage…” you chuckle, before kneeling down.
  46. >Rainbow Dash takes the cue to hop off, before turning to you in confusion.
  47. >”What’s the matter, Anon? Did I-“
  48. >Her question is cut off as you nuzzle her gently, her ear twitching in surprise.
  49. >”Mmmph!” she protests, feigning a desire to break away. The eagerness with which she returns the nuzzling betrays her true feelings, however.
  50. “Embarrassed yet?” you tease, savouring the reluctant scowl she gives you.
  51. >”You are so lame Anon, it’s not even funny…”
  52. “C’mon Dash, it’s Hearts and Hooves day. Everyone is being soppy today – just look over there!”
  53. >You motion towards a seated couple a few feet from you, who were busy cuddling in a crowded café.
  54. >”Yeah, but I’m me! The one and only Rainbow Dash! I can’t be seen as soppy!”
  55. >As two particular pegasi streak overhead, you smile devilishly.
  56. “Well, I hate to bring this upon you Dashie, but…”
  57. >”What? Bring what upon me?”
  58. >You giggle, before motioning upwards.
  59. >”Huh? I don’t see anything!”
  60. “Just be patient, Dashie… as hard as that may be for you.”
  61. >She sticks her tongue out at you, before sitting on her haunches, head raised to face the sky over Ponyville.
  62. >”I still don’t see… wait!” She squeals. “Are those the Wonderbolts I see?”
  63. “They might be…” you smirk.
  64. >”Why would they be over Ponyville? Is this part of that ‘surprise’ you mentioned?”
  65. >You remain silent, your grin widening as Dash grows more excited, the Wonderbolts nearing the two of you rapidly.
  66. >”That’s Soarin and Spitfire!” Rainbow Dash cries with feverish enthusiasm. “Anon, what the buck did you do this time?”
  67. “Just watch and see…”
  68. >The two pegasi soar upwards into the sky, leaving streaking trails behind them.
  69. >And here we go…
  70. >With an unmatched display of co-ordination and skill, the pegasi pair race through the sky above, your plan kicking into action.
  71. >Rainbow Dash squints, her head cocked to the side, trying to figure out what was going on.
  72. >Soarin and Spitfire twist and turn at breakneck speeds, their intertwining trails slowly forming a message for Rainbow Dash.
  73. >Her smile widens as the message reveals itself, her wings beginning to quickly flap in uncontrolled excitement.
  74. >Around you, other ponies look up as well, gasping at the scene above them.
  75. >Rainbow Dash’s cheeks erupt in a volcanic blush, her grin reaching preposterous proportions.
  76. >”Anon, you’ve really outdone yourself this time…” she giggles, her ears droopy with embarrassment.
  77. >She flutters up and locks you into a hug, as you stare out over her shoulder at the sky above.
  78. “Anon loves Dash…” you mutter, reading the words as Soarin and Spitfire finish their display.
  79. >”How much did you have to pay for them to write that?” Rainbow Dash asks, as her beautiful magenta eyes lock with yours.
  80. “It doesn’t matter how much it cost me, because your happiness would always be worth it…”
  81. >”You’re such an idiot, Anon! But you’re my special idiot…”
  82. “Heh, and I thought you didn’t like surprises.”
  83. >As Rainbow Dash opens her mouth to protest, you lean and lock your lips with hers, relishing the surprise in her widening eyes.
  84. >She returns the embrace with fervour, her grip around you tightening as her tongue wrestles with yours.
  85. >She must have really enjoyed this little moment, courtesy of you…
  86. >A muffled moan of delight escapes from her as you snake your hands round to her mane, gentle stroking it as you continue to kiss her.
  87. >She suddenly breaks off the kiss, the surprised look now replaced with one of lust.
  88. >”I’d be so mad at you if I didn’t love you.”
  89. >You chuckle in response, wiping a stray trail of saliva hanging off her mouth.
  90. “I hope you aren’t counting that moment as sappy: it looks like we’ve attracted quite the crowd…”
  91. >She looks round the group of couples who were looking on the two of you, not with accusing stares but satisfied gazes.
  92. >”Huh… guess we put on a good show together.”
  93. “If you thought that was a show, then you ain’t seen nothing yet!”
  94. >Still holding Dashie in your arms, you make your way over to the two pegasi who had secured you an emotional victory.
  95. >Spitfire grins as Soarin nods towards a sealed package on the ground, before giving you a knowing wink.
  96. >”I’ll be damned Anonymous, I didn’t think Rainbow Dash here was soft enough to enjoy a gesture like that.”
  97. >”Hey!” Dash yells with blush-accompanied indignation. “I have an image to maintain!”
  98. >”Didn’t stop you there then, did it?” Soarin chuckles. “I didn’t see that one coming though, Anon thought you’d keep your composure until after this one…”
  99. >”This one?” Rainbow Dash repeats in confusion. “What do you mean ‘this one’?”
  100. >”Why don’t you open that package then?” Spitfire giggles.
  101. >As Dash sits beside it and struggles with it, Spitfire coughs in embarrassment.
  102. >”Just warning ya Anon, if she got that worked up over the aerial display then she’ll probably fuck you right in the middle of this street!”
  103. “Heh, I’m all for giving Ponyville a sight to remember.”
  104. >Soarin’s wings suddenly flare up, his cheeks flushed.
  105. >Spitfire gapes at him, before bursting into laughter.
  106. >”I can see some ponies in particular like the thought of that… I thought you had eyes for me, Soarin?”
  107. >Before he can choke out a reply, the moment is interrupted as Rainbow Dash begins to squeal.
  108. >”Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh!” she cries, wings flapping at a blistering pace.
  109. >With shaking hooves, she lifts the flight suit up, her mouth open in awe.
  110. “I think she likes it…”
  111. >”Is th-this a f-fan suit?” she splutters, struggling to retain her composure.
  112. >”What else would it be? I figured it’d only be right to give it to our number one fan.” Spitfire smirks.
  113. >Rainbow Dash trembles like she was about to simultaneously cry, scream and cheer at the same time, before calmly turning to you.
  114. >”I need to pay you back for this. This is… too much.”
  115. “You’re worth it Dashie.”
  116. >”No, I’m not saying that it’s too much…” Her voice suddenly adopts a sultry tone, her ears twitching. “I’m just saying… maybe you deserve something nice as well…”
  117. >And so it begins.
  118. “Well, we can’t exactly just rut here in the street, can we?”
  119. >”Then we’ll go to your place. Nice and private… but you two can watch if you want…”
  120. >She motions towards the Wonderbolt couple, who raise their eyebrows in unison.
  121. >”Er, you sure about that?” Soarin asks with hesitation, eyeing Spitfire nervously.
  122. >”While I have no doubt it’d be cute to watch you two fuck, I think I’ll take Soarin someplace private myself.”
  123. >Spitfire rubs herself against Soarin’s chest, her raised tail brushing under his chin.
  124. >”I’m just so tense from training…” She giggles, as Soarin begins to sweat. “And ever since Anon set us up on that date, you’ve been an awfully patient gentlecolt…”
  125. >Both Spitfire and Rainbow Dash begins to walk off, as you and Soarin lock eyes.
  126. >You both remain silent for a moment, before he raises a hoof in anticipation.
  127. >With the force of a thousand suns, you high five him, before bringing him in for a manly shoulder bump.
  128. >”Go Anon! Fuck her for me!”
  129. “I will, my brother! Don’t forget to cum inside when you’re done!”
  130. >This would normally be far beyond your normal realm of conversation, but the barrier for “normal” was long gone.
  131. >You quickly catch up to Rainbow Dash, who was happily trotting down the trail that lead to your house.
  132. “You sure you’re up for this, Dashie? I don’t want to force anything on you…”
  133. >”Are you kidding me? You went to the bother of organising that message, and got my idols to give me a Wonderbolts suit!” Her wings flap excitedly against the suit balanced on her back. “I’m going to reward you for this, whether you like it or not!”
  134. “Heh, you won’t have to worry about me liking it… so, what’ve you got in store for me?”
  135. >You were already beginning to get excited at the unknown prospects of what your special somepony would do for you.
  136. >”That’s… a surprise.”
  137. >Rainbow Dash sticks her tongue out at you cheekily, and you coyly smack her butt-cheek, causing her tail to shoot upwards.
  138. >”Ow! Don’t smack me there!”
  139. “You seem to like it, and the way it was just swaying from side to side, I couldn’t help myself.”
  140. >”If you’re going to do that… at least wait until I’ve got the suit on!” Rainbow Dash grins, her cheeks rosy red with blushing.
  141. >It’s now your turn to blush, as you grin helplessly.
  142. “Wow, you sure know how to push my buttons, you cheeky little pony…”
  143. >”It’s the least I can do. All you’ve done for me today… it’s the most anyp0ny has ever done for me. You’re making me feel… loved. Yeah, that’s the word.”
  144. >You reach down and ruffle her mane, and she nuzzles against your palm.
  145. “Well, I was hoping you’d feel my love today. Your happiness is all that matters to me.”
  146. >”You big sappy idiot… I love you.”
  147. >You lean down and hug the beaming pegasus, before kissing her softly on the lips.
  148. “I love you too, you obstinate, competitive dunce.”
  149. >”Don’t get too annoying, or else I might just cancel the reward…” Rainbow Dash teases, wiggling her flank seductively.
  150. >In one quick movement, you grab Rainbow Dash and playfully wrestle her onto her back.
  151. “Guess I’ll just have to take my reward then, if you’re not going to give it up…”
  152. >”Oh no! Please don’t hold me down and rut me senseless, mister scary monkey man! And whatever you do, please don’t cum inside me!”
  153. “That’s it; we’re going to the house right now. If I have to wait any longer we’ll both be reprimanded for public indecency.”
  154. >Rainbow Dash smirks at the growing bulge in your trousers, before wiggling out from underneath you.
  155. >”In that case… wanna race?”
  156. >You lean down and grab the folded suit which had been dropped in the playful scuffle, before breaking into a jog, making a beeline for your humble abode.
  157. >Rainbow Dash speeds past you, before lazily floating above the front door.
  158. >You vault the outside fence and eagerly open the unlocked door, closing it behind Rainbow Dash.
  159. “Bedroom?”
  160. >”Bedroom.”
  161. >You both grin in anticipation, before making your way upstairs towards the room where you spent so many nights together.
  162. “I think I’ve earned that ass grope, wouldn’t you agree?”
  163. >”You’re so rude, Anon! Just the way I like it…”
  164. >Rainbow Dash trots over to the bed, leaning across it while keeping her hooves firmly planted on the floor.
  165. “No, let’s do this with the suit on. It’s nice and… tight.”
  166. >You felt giddy just saying that sentence, as Rainbow Dash flutters her eyelids at you.
  167. >”Why don’t you help me into it then?”
  168. >You need no further motivation than that, scrambling to open the suit up and prepare it for wearing.
  169. >Gentle and tantalisingly, Dashie slides herself into the suit, wiggling her flank as the latex tightens.
  170. >You stretch the suit up to her midpoint, covering most of her belly, before pausing.
  171. >Taking a steeling breath, you lovingly grab the robust buttocks of the beautiful pegasus in front of you, before squeezing.
  172. >A satisfied grunt of pleasure lets you know that you’ve hit the sweet spot, before you continue massaging.
  173. >Your hands slide over the smooth, round contours of your lover’s ass, your attention mesmerised by the perfect pony plot in front of you.
  174. >”Dude, have I ever mentioned how amazing your hands are?”
  175. “If you think this feels good, just you wait honey…”
  176. >You begin to pinch the malleable flesh, your hand movements picking up speed and force as the two of you enjoy the moment.
  177. >God damn, Spitfire did not mess around with this suit… no wonder you had a latex fetish…
  178. >Rainbow Dash’s breathing grows deeper and faster as your fingers work their magic, caressing and exploring the raised rump.
  179. >A devilish thought suddenly intrudes on your mind, and after flashing Dashie a wicked grin, you deftly spank her square on the right cheek.
  180. >”Ah!” she cries, her hindlegs kicking against you in reflex.
  181. “Sorry honey, couldn’t resist…”
  182. >You chuckle, before something of interest catches your eye.
  183. >A dark stain forming on the back of the suit, in-between and below the two glorious butt-cheeks before you.
  184. “Looks to me like you enjoyed that Dashie, you’re wet already!”
  185. >”D-don’t stop now! Less talking, more-“
  186. >You cut her off with another firm spank, relishing the moan of guilty pleasure that emanates from your special somep0ny.
  187. >”Oh sweet Celestia, it feels so good!”
  188. >Taking her cries of pleasure as encouragement, you slide your free hand up and down her concealed slit, grinning as you feel the wetness of her delicate area.
  189. >”Th-that’s cheating! Hands are so unfair…”
  190. >Her tail swishes to and fro excitedly, her whole body shaking from the pent-up pleasure aching to be released.
  191. “Having fun there?”
  192. >She moans in desperation, before eyeing you wildly.
  193. >”You’re g-gonna make me cum if you keep that up!”
  194. >With a reluctant sigh, you conclude the ass massage with a final squeeze, as Rainbow Dash pants in delight.
  195. >”I’m meant to be the one making you cum, not the other way around!
  196. “But watching your little butt jiggle as you orgasm is just so damned cute…”
  197. >”You think so…? Whatever, what do you want to do now?”
  198. “I think this is the part we’re both meant to enjoy,” you chuckle, before unbuttoning and disrobing of your shirt.
  199. >”Wait, we can’t just skip to the rutting already!”
  200. “Huh? I thought you wanted me to-“
  201. >”No you big featherbrain!” She says, hopping up and leaning herself against your now bare chest. “This is my gift to you… Just let me take it from here…”
  202. >Her seductive tone only serves to amplify your excitement, and you lean in to kiss her.
  203. >Quickly and deftly, she drops below your grasp, her teeth working away at your zipper.
  204. “Huh…? Oh my…”
  205. >”Shh. Just lean back, relax, and let me handle this…”
  206. >With perhaps a little more force than what would be necessary, she pushes you back onto the bed, pouncing on top of you with almost primal lust.
  207. >Enthusiastically tugging at your zipper, she makes short work of your trousers, wrenching them off with a victorious grunt.
  208. >Her attention then turns to the bulge beneath your bright blue boxers, aching to be released from its cotton confinement.
  209. >With agonizing deliberateness, she pulls the boxers back, hungrily eyeing your now exposed manhood.
  210. >Needing no encouragement from you, she nuzzles the tip gently, giggling as it boops off her nose.
  211. >You let out an involuntary gasp, and Dash’s eyes take on a mischievous look.
  212. >Her head lowers to the bottom of your shaft, before…
  213. “Oh fuck…” you groan, the electrifying feeling of your lover’s lips preventing any sort of thought processes.
  214. >Dashie, motivated by your groan, slowly sets to work.
  215. >Her lips move up and down your manhood, gently kissing and caressing it, her eyes locked with yours.
  216. >You lie there transfixed by the paralysing pleasure the prismatic pegasus was providing, trying in vain to suppress the grunts of exertion that were building inside your throat.
  217. >Up and down, up and down: Rainbow Dash maintains the steady rhythm, teasing you with her tongue.
  218. >You reach and stroke her mane, keeping it from hanging over her face, as Rainbow Dash smiles at you.
  219. >Her left ear begins to twitch as your fingers nestle behind it, scratching it gently as she works her magic on you.
  220. >With delicate finality, she runs her lips from the depths to the tip of your shaft, before kissing the tip deeply.
  221. >As you clutch her mane tightly, she opens her mouth wide, carefully lowering herself onto your rod.
  222. >The feeling of her tongue as your dick slides along it… the feeling of her mouth as she takes you in…
  223. >It was unlike anything you’d ever felt before. Nothing you’d ever experienced could match the fire in your loins…
  224. >Your pleasure is compounded by surprise as Rainbow Dash takes you in to the hilt, retaining her composure as your member slides down her throat.
  225. “Oh my God, this is… Y-you’ve been practising, haven’t you Dashie?”
  226. >She remains silent for obvious reasons, instead contently bobbing her head up and down. As she does, the heavenly rhythms begin anew as her head oscillates, the amazing sensations spreading up and down your dick.
  227. >As your member threatens to escape the blissful prison of Dash’s mouth, she takes you in once, her tongue caressing and stroking you.
  228. >Dash’s grunts soon join yours: the intensifying excitement punctuated by your dual sighs of relief and enjoyment.
  229. “Dashie, this is incredible…”
  230. >Your member slides out of her mouth with a satisfactory ‘pop’, and she calmly licks a stray drop of precum off her lips.
  231. >”I wouldn’t want anything else for you. I am Rainbow Dash after all, I need to be the best!”
  232. >Before you can conjure up a witty retort, her hooves begin to slide up and down your still-erect member, eliciting another gasp from you.
  233. >”It’s kinda fun sucking your dick, watching you squirm and groan… but I have a better idea!”
  234. >Her mouth closes around your tip as her hooves begin to rub, the physical exhilaration overwhelming your senses.
  235. >This was too much for you, the feeling of her tongue daintily caressing your tip…
  236. “Uugh… Dashie, I’m gonna-“
  237. >You clutch her tightly as you reach your limit, as she calmly closes her mouth.
  238. >Your guttural moans punctuate the moment, as you release your load onto Dashie’s face. She sits there, patiently waiting as you continue to expend your pent-up frustration onto her.
  239. >After a few seconds you finally finish, utterly incapable of doing anything except lying there and gasping.
  240. >You breathe slowly and heavily, inching towards mental coherency. As your faculties finally return, you realise that you’re still pressing against Dash’s face with your manhood.
  241. >You let go of the pleased-looking pony, who sits back on her haunches, ignoring the splattering of seed across her face and mane.
  242. “Holy fuck… that was amazing, Dash. I feel sort of… lightheaded now.”
  243. >”I’ll take that as a job well done then!” she exclaims triumphantly.
  244. “It was more than well done… A rather messy job though, I didn’t even know you were into facials.”
  245. >”I’m not usually. The thought just sort of… came to me.”
  246. “Heh, and I thought I was the pervert… wanna get into the shower and clean up then?”
  247. >”Oh, we won’t need to do that…”
  248. >The knowing tone of sultriness in her voice tells you that this is far from over.
  249. “What do you mean?”
  250. >”I could always just… clean it off myself…”
  251. >She lifts a wing to her face and wipes it down, covering her soft feathers with your seed.
  252. “You’re going to preen yourself? Now?”
  253. >”Why not?” she giggles, lifting the wing to her mouth. “I bet you’ll like it…”
  254. >You continue to lie there, transfixed as Rainbow Dash begins to suck and preen at her feathery appendage.
  255. >Drooping strands of cum bridge the gap between her mouth and wing, as she swallows and slurps your seed down.
  256. >She was right: you were enjoying this… if the resurgence of your erection was anything to go by.
  257. >It’s now your turn to grin as you gaze upon the preening pony, your lingering lust inspiring you to indulge in further pleasures of the flesh…
  258. “Dashie, you can’t just expect me to lie here and watch you now, can you? Besides, I know you’ve got the itch too… and preening your wings clean isn’t quite going to cut it…”
  259. >Rainbow Dash makes no resistance as you lean up, nuzzling her on the nose as you switch positions.
  260. >She flops back onto the bed with an adorable poof, giggling as you run your hands up her sides.
  261. >It’s obvious she’s ready for this moment: her slit was evidently wet with excitement, and her breathing was slow and deliberate.
  262. >You position yourself over her, making sure that she’s comfortable, before you line yourself up for entry.
  263. >One final shared look of anticipation, before you slide into her, the folds of her lips parting for your dick.
  264. >Rainbow Dash gasps in pleasure, her body shaking and twisting underneath you, as your bodies embrace in the most euphoric way.
  265. >You steel yourself and make sure you’re not hurting your special somep0ny, before beginning to thrust: a shrill cry of utter pleasure slices through the silence of the bedroom, and Dashie’s eyes roll backwards into her head as the sensations overwhelm her.
  266. >As you hilt inside her, the feeling of her skin against yours sends electrifying shivers throughout your body.
  267. >Your grip on her tightens and your thrusting picks up momentum, the orgasmic experience motivating you to push harder and faster.
  268. >As you delve into a steady pace, Rainbow Dash returns to coherency, her eyes locking with yours.
  269. >She lifts a shaky wing from its pinned position and carefully resumes her preening, her mouth clamping round her wing in pleasure-induced desperation.
  270. >As a drop of cum leisurely drops into her mouth, the agonizing desire in your loins drives you to slam the weight of your body into the thrusts.
  271. >Dashie responds by returning the motion: she undulates her body underneath you, pushing up against your crotch with hers.
  272. >The two of you quickly fall into pattern, your bodies dancing together in this magnificent horizontal tango.
  273. “Heh… this isn’t a competition, honey…” you grunt, raising a grin from Dash.
  274. >”I never said… it was… but you’re gonna cum first!”
  275. “Well see about that…” you chuckle.
  276. >Your grunts of pleasure soon rival hers, as the unparalleled sensations of her insides caressing you grows stronger, and stronger.
  277. >So amazingly tight, yet smooth and inviting…
  278. >With every thrust you pull back, threatening to escape her enticing depths, before slamming back in. Not that you had a choice though: as if desperate for your girth, her inside would squeeze your member as if to prevent its premature escape.
  279. >Your attention is drawn back to Dash’s wings, as she trails her tongue from its base to its tip, much like she had done with you.
  280. >She sticks her tongue out, presenting the seed that still remained on it, before closing her mouth and swallowing satisfactorily.
  281. “Good girl Dashie… I think you’ve earned what’s coming…”
  282. >”Can you please… cum inside?” she gasps, her sweat drenched face masked with lustful desire.
  283. “Where else would I cum?” you chuckle, taking a moment to pause and recuperate your breath.
  284. >”I don’t know…” she giggles, sharing in the momentary pause. “You did a pretty good job of blowing your load on my face!”
  285. “Heh, fair point… Don’t expect me to be done anytime soon though.”
  286. >”I wish I could say the same…” Dashie groans, sighing in relief. “You really know how to make me feel like a mare, Anon.”
  287. “I try my best… so, wanna keep going?”
  288. >”I think we both know the answer to that one.”
  289. “In that case, I want to try a different position... Try raising your flank in the air, head down…”
  290. >She nods in conformation and you slide out of her, your member slick with her juices.
  291. “Gotta say honey, you’re so tight it almost seems you don’t want me inside you…”
  292. >”You couldn’t be more wrong!” she squeals, wiggling her flank at you as she takes position. “You’re just so good to me: I don’t want to let you go…”
  293. “Yeah well-“
  294. >Her tails suddenly strokes you under your chin, bringing your attention to her raised plot.
  295. “You know what, let’s cut the talk and just make love…”
  296. >”Much better plan, lets do this!”
  297. >You kneel behind Dash and grasp her ass, guiding your member to her entrance with your right hand.
  298. >If the last position felt good, then this one was positively divine. You could feel the muscles of her vaginal wall pressing against your member, squeezing and stroking it.
  299. >Rainbow Dash yells in pleasure as you hilt inside her once more, struggling to contain yourself against the sensations of her insides.
  300. >You take a deep breath before commencing your oscillating thrusts, knowing you wouldn’t last against the sensory overload.
  301. >As you concentrate on your self-prolonged torture, Rainbow Dash struggles to lift the wing to her mouth, vainly trying to preen herself.
  302. >She clamps her mouth around the wing, beginning to shake from the evident effort of staving off her peak.
  303. >You grin with devilish anticipation, before quickening the pace of your thrusts, relishing the rising pitch of her cries.
  304. >The preened wing escapes the confines as her mouth as both wings begin to flap excitedly, amplifying her strained shaking even further.
  305. >”Uugh… Anon!”
  306. >She slams her plot back into you as her insides tense, before clenching with exhilarating delectation.
  307. >The bliss induced by the internal squeeze is enough to make you yell in surprise, your peak rapidly approaching.
  308. >You continue to thrust as your crotch is soaked from Dashie’s fluids, her muscles practically begging you for a sweet release.
  309. “Oh fuck me…” you exclaim, before you finally reach the limit of your endurance.
  310. >The two of you come as close as you could as you empty your seed into the awaiting pony: her backside pressed against you firmly, her head raised to nuzzle against yours.
  311. >You freeze in position as you empty your load inside her, content to stay put and clutch your special somep0ny in the heights of your orgasm.
  312. >When your contractions finally cease, you gently slide yourself out of Dash, as your seed slowly drips from her shimmering slit.
  313. >Before exhaustion overwhelms you, you hoist the satisfied pegasus up and carry her into the adjacent bathroom, sitting down with her in the shower.
  314. >As the warm water cascades down onto the two of you, you and Dash weakly kiss, your hand gently stroking her soaked mane. She continues to quiver and shake, but your embrace soon relaxes her.
  315. >As you flick a wet strand of hair out from in front of her eye, she chuckles gently.
  316. >”Best hearts and hooves day ever…”
  317. >You smile, bringing her in for a final, loving hug.
  318. “I couldn’t agree with you more.”
  319.  
  320.  
  321. The Perfect Day
  322.  
  323. >”Good morning!” coos a familiar voice, dragging you from the realm of dreams and back into the real world.
  324. >You groan on instinct, raising an arm to shield yourself from the blinding rays of sunlight.
  325. >”Come on Anon…”the voice teases.
  326. “Give me a couple of hours, I’ll see about getting up then.” You grumble, your laziness collaborating with your exhaustion to keep you in bed.
  327. >Suddenly, a pair of luscious lips meets your own, the tender kiss causing you to snap your eyes open.
  328. >You can’t help but smile, your lips still locked with Rainbow Dash’s, her magenta irises wide with delight.
  329. >A moment later, she breaks off the kiss, settling herself down onto your chest with a smug grin of victory.
  330. “You really know how to push my buttons, don’t you…”
  331. >”Don’t pretend you don’t love it” she chuckles, face inches away from yours. “I wasn’t lying when I said it was a good morning…”
  332. “I suppose there could be worse ways to wake up. I’d still prefer an alarm clock though.” You grin as she sticks her tongue out in mock contempt.
  333. >”Yeah well, you’ll just have to make do with me!”
  334. “Oh no, whatever will I do! My beautiful partner rousing me with kisses… what did I do to deserve such a fate?”
  335. >Before you can offer any more sarcastic comments, she swoops in for another kiss, this time with much more force.
  336. >You return it with vigour, stroking her namesake mane gently, before nimbly rolling over to pin her.
  337. “You know, I think you were quite cheeky just there now. You know what happens to cheeky little pegasi?” You lay your fingers on an exposed hoof. “They get punished…”
  338. >Rainbow Dash’s confusion immediately makes way for hysterical laughter as you begin to tickle her hoof, her body trapped under yours.
  339. >”Ahahaha! Oh! Anon! Please! That tickles!” she yelps, her body racked with laughter.
  340. “Not until you apologise…” you taunt, moving a hand to tickler her wingpits.
  341. >This proves too much for Rainbow Dash, whose laughter spikes in volume.
  342. >”Ok, ok! I’m sorry! Please…. Ahaha!”
  343. >You adopt your own grin of victory as you roll off the pegasus, who promptly thumps you playfully.
  344. >”Jerk!” she yells through breathless pants, her face flushed red with embarrassment.
  345. “Love you too.”
  346. >She snorts, before planting a single kiss on your lips.
  347. >”I’d be furious if you weren’t such a loveable idiot. Now get up, you’re going to be late for work.”
  348. >You blink in surprise, before leaning over to check the bedside clock.
  349. “Bloody hell, you’re right.”
  350. >”And make sure to wash up before you leave! Your morning breath could stop a bull in its tracks!”
  351. “You’re the element of subtlety, Dashie.”
  352. >She blushes at the mention of your pet name for her, before shaking her head.
  353. >”Well, I’ve got cloud duty to take care of now. I’ll see you later…”
  354. >You ruffle her mane, causing her to grin sheepishly, before she trots out of the room.
  355. >A minute later, you hear the front door shut gently, and you reluctantly drag yourself out of bed.
  356. >Rarity had many traits. Being patient of late employees was unfortunately not included.
  357. >You hastily throw on some clothes and give your mouth a quick scrub in the bathroom, before jogging down the stairs and out the door.
  358. >Your stomach’s grumbling and groaning immediately demands satiation, so you decide to stop by Sugarcube Corner before Rarity’s Carousel.
  359. >”Heya Nonny!”
  360. “Morning Pinkie! I’m kinda late for Rarity’s, so just fix me up something quick, would ya?”
  361. >Pinkie giggles. “What? Not even going to celebrate the occasion?”
  362. “Heh, it’s not my birthday Pinkie. Nothing to celebrate this morning…”
  363. >”Hmm. If you say so!” she clamours enthusiastically, evidently hiding something from you.
  364. >You decide to ignore it; Pinkie was probably just being herself again, and acting unusual was certainly not out of the ordinary for this particular mare.
  365. >”And here you go! One fresh sandwich, moist and delicious!”
  366. “Thanks Pink. How much for it?”
  367. >”Don’t be a silly billy! You don’t have to pay for it!”
  368. “You sure? Alright then…”
  369. >Pinkie grins as you hesitantly take the sandwich, before biting in.
  370. >Oh sweet Lord in heaven… Pinkie Pie might be the most normal folk, but her food? It was out of this world.
  371. “Tomato and cheese? Bloody hell Pinkie, how do you manage to remember my favourite fillings?”
  372. >”I remember lots of things! Like when it’s your birthday, or when you first arrive-“
  373. >Her eyes suddenly go wide, as she covers her hoof.
  374. “What was that?”
  375. >”Mmmhmhmhmhmphhgh!” she squeals, her hoof still embedded in her mouth.
  376. “Pinkie, you might wanna… you know, take your hoof out of your mouth?”
  377. >”Whoopsie!” she giggles, popping her saliva coated hoof out of her mouth. ”It wasn’t anything Nonny! Now, shouldn’t you be running onto Rarity’s? I bet she’s waiting for you, right now!”
  378. >You focus your gaze at Pinkie, who responds with a huge grin.
  379. >Yeah, she’s beginning to unnerve you.
  380. “Er, ok then… I’ll take your advice and head on now.” You say hesitantly, and she nods enthusiastically.
  381. >The door rings once more as you make your way out, involuntarily sighing in pleasure as you devour the sandwich.
  382. >With a few final bites, you finish your breakfast off, wiping your mouth with the napkin Pinkie had provided. Rarity tended to berate you for “sloppiness”, and as much as you hated to admit it, her habits were rubbing off on you.
  383. >You discard the napkin and set off for the boutique, and within a few minutes you were at her front door.
  384. >A few raps on the door, and you hear the gentle sound of hoofsteps approaching the door.
  385. >”Who is it?” the distinctly posh voice calls, and you grin.
  386. “You’ve got 3 guesses!”
  387. >The door swings open to reveal the familiar stark-white unicorn, wearing a harrowing frown on your face.
  388. >”Hmm. I guess… a certain human who is dreadfully late for work…”
  389. “Quick as a whip, Rarity. Have I mentioned how much I love the hair?” you say sheepishly, and her piercing gaze breaks.
  390. >”I suppose one can never be to mad at someone who lathers on compliments like that… just do not let me catch you being late for work again!”
  391. “Crystal clear, Rarity!”
  392. >She shakes her head, before stepping aside, letting you into the Carousel.
  393. “So, what do you need me to do today?”
  394. >This question seems to knock her off guard, as she blinks in surprise.
  395. >”I beg your pardon?”
  396. “Y’know? What do you want me to do today?”
  397. >”Oh! Heavens, I almost forgot to find something for you to do…”
  398. >First Pinkie, now Rarity?
  399. “Rarity, is there something wrong?”
  400. >She shakes her head vehemently. “No, nothing at all dear. Just… be a darling and make your way to the work-room, would you?”
  401. >You nod silently, and head to the room where most of Rarity’s handiwork came to fruition.
  402. >A minute later, Rarity walks in levitating a number of bundled garments.
  403. “Anonymous dear, could you offer your opinion on these particular garments?”
  404. >Now it’s your turn to blink in surprise.
  405. “Huh? Aren’t you going to get me to work on something? Maybe help you sew something, sort out gems…?”
  406. >”I would darling, but unfortunately it seems like I’ve got nothing for you to work on today.”
  407. “That’s a first.” You say hesitantly.
  408. >”Well, even the best of us slip up at times… truth be told, I didn’t even think you we’re going to call in here this morning. Your arrival was rather… unexpected.”
  409. “Not to be rude or anything, but c’mon Rarity. I haven’t missed a day in the 5 months I’ve spent working for you. Why would today be any different?”
  410. >Rarity waves her hoof dismissingly. “Forget it. It’s not really that much of a big deal, you just caught me unaware. Now, your opinion please…”
  411. >Over the course of the following hour, Rarity asks you what you think of various articles of clothing, ranging from a rather ludicrous fruit-topped hat which was most definitely intended for an upper-class pony, to a magnificent flowing dress emblazoned with the symbol of the sun.
  412. “Well? What do you think?” Rarity asks, as the celestial dress hovers in front of you.
  413. “That’s… wow. If you’ll excuse my French… it’s fucking amazing!”
  414. >”You’re pardoned this time, Anon.” Rarity says smugly. “But thank you. Perhaps you do have some good taste after all…”
  415. >She flashes you a cheeky smile and you can’t help but grin back.
  416. >You may work for this particular fashion fanatic, but that doesn’t mean you always shared her tastes in clothing. Arguments over unnecessary flair added to the clothes she made for you were commonplace, to say the least.
  417. “I wouldn’t be bet on it… so I assume Celestia is the intended recipient of this dress?”
  418. >”Indeed! I just hope that she approves of it, of course.”
  419. “I wouldn’t worry much if I were you. I don’t think there’s a living soul who doesn’t like what you make for them.”
  420. >”Aside from yourself, of course.”
  421. “Heh, true…”
  422. >She smirks. “Although, one thinks you may end up being appreciative of my creations rather soon…”
  423. “More cryptic stuff? Man, today is being all kinds of weird.”
  424. >Rarity smiles, before levitating the dress onto a rather large mannequin.
  425. >”In any case, that is all I needed from you.”
  426. “My opinion? That’s all you wanted? Rarity, I really hope you don’t plan of paying me a days wage for this.”
  427. >”I may be the element of generosity, Anon, but that does not mean I’ll be frivolous with my money…” She smirks. “No, you won’t be getting a days wage for this. I have something much more… appropriate.”
  428. “And what will that be?” you ask, now curious as to Rarity’s plan.
  429. >”You’ll find out in a moment, dear. Let me just ask one thing first… how long have you and Rainbow Dash been together?”
  430. >This question catches you off guard, and you pause to think.
  431. “Hmm… must have been what, 3 or 4 months now?”
  432. >”And how are the two of you doing?”
  433. “Rarity, if you’re going to ask what I think you’re going to…”
  434. >She recoils in horror.
  435. >”Of course not! I am a lady, and a lady does not delve to depths like… “that”.
  436. >She regains her composure.
  437. >”Besides, you aren’t my type… no offence, of course.”
  438. “Hey, I was just kidding around with you there… and no offence taken. So, why’d you want to know how Rainbow Dash and I are doing together?”
  439. >From a nearby table, two small slips of paper float into your palm, catching you by surprise.
  440. “What the… two free vouchers for an all day Spa session?”
  441. >”Consider it a gift. From me, to the both of you.”
  442. “I don’t even… Rarity, I can’t accept this! You just said you weren’t going to be frivolous with your money!”
  443. >”And I’m not! The money I spent is well used, if the two of you get appropriate satisfaction out of this.” She says smugly.
  444. >You continue to stare at the Spa vouchers, before sighing.
  445. “This is one of those times where you’ll not let me refuse, isn’t it?”
  446. >”Undoubtedly.”
  447. >You sigh again, before reluctantly pocketing the vouchers.
  448. “I’ve said this a dozen times, but you’re too kind, Rarity.”
  449. >”It’s a favour from one friend, to another. Now, I’d imagine you’d want to get on home now, yes?”
  450. “Well, if you insist there’s nothing left for me to do, then sure. Rainbow Dash won’t be back for another few hours at least… Alright then, goodbye.”
  451. >You stoop down and hug the marshmallow pony, who giggles.
  452. >”Enjoy, Anonymous!”
  453. “I’m sure I will. Take care now.”
  454. >You break off the hug and offer a final wave, before making your way out of the Carousel.
  455. >Well, you’ve got a few hours to kill… what now?
  456. >You shrug to yourself, before making your way to the main Ponyville street, looking for something to catch your attention.
  457. “Nothing…. Nothing… wait!”
  458. >You spy the florists, who you knew was ran by a friendly pony named Roseluck, and make your way over to it.
  459. >As soon as you enter, your senses are assaulted by the impeccable display of flowers: various colours of flowers compete for your attention, while a sweet aroma of nectar fills your nostrils.
  460. “Hello?” you call out to the empty surroundings.
  461. >”One moment!” calls a sweet-sounding voice, and a second later an earth pony comes out from a side room.
  462. >”Ah, hello there! You must be Anonymous!”
  463. “Indeed. It’s a pleasure to meet your acquaintance, Miss Roseluck.”
  464. >You shake the slightly grubby hoof that Roseluck extends, who then gives you a cheerful grin.
  465. >”So Mr Anonymous, what can I do for you?”
  466. “I’m here to pick out a bunch of flowers… well, obviously.”
  467. >Roseluck smirks. “Any particular type got your eye?”
  468. “Well, looking for something in particular… got any magenta flowers?”
  469. >Roseluck thinks for a moment, before nodding.
  470. >”Why yes, I think I have what you need. Would orchids suit the occasion?”
  471. “Sure, I guess.”
  472. >She offers a beaming smile. “I’ll be right back then!”
  473. >Sure enough, a few minutes later she comes up with a fresh, wrapped bunch of orchids.
  474. “Wow, these are great! How much do I owe you?”
  475. >”Oh it’s perfectly fine. First time’s free!”
  476. >It keeps happening…
  477. “You sure? Ponies have been inundating me with gifts today, I’ll happily pay.”
  478. >”Don’t break a sweat over it, Anonymous.”
  479. “But I-“
  480. >She smiles sweetly, gently forcing the flowers into your grasp.
  481. >”Please.”
  482. >You hesitate, before offering a meek smile.
  483. “Thank you. I’m sure Rainbow Dash will enjoy these…”
  484. >”I assure you, she will… oh, are you leaving already?”
  485. “Er, yeah. I think I’ll drop home early, so I can surprise her.”
  486. >”Very well then. Enjoy your day.”
  487. “Thanks.”
  488. >You exit the shop, flowers in tow, and begin the journey home. As you walk, you decide to hide Rarity’s spa voucher within the bunch of flowers. It’ll be a nice surprise for Dash…
  489. >It only takes you a few minutes to reach your house, and you silently let yourself in.
  490. >Immediately the smell of cooking reaches you, and you cautiously close the door.
  491. “Hello?”
  492. >To your surprise, Rainbow Dash peeks her head around the kitchen doorway, evidently surprised as well.
  493. >”Oh, hi Anon!”
  494. >You hide the flower bunch behind your back as Dash floats over to you.
  495. “Hey honey. Rarity let me off work early, so I, uh… decided to come home early. Speaking of coming home early… why were you in kitchen just there now? And why the apron?”
  496. >”This? Well, uh…”
  497. >She sighs. “I was totally going to cook this romantic dinner and surprise you… and stuff.”
  498. >You blink.
  499. “That’s awfully nice of you honey, but what’s the occasion?
  500. >”You don’t know…?”
  501. “Well, ponies all day have been awful nice to me, but I don’t for the life of me know why.”
  502. >Rainbow Dash face-hoofs.
  503. >”Dude. It’s your anniversary.”
  504. “Anniversary? But we’ve only been dating for-“
  505. >”No no no, I mean your anniversary! It’s been one year since you arrived in Equestria!”
  506. >The realisation hits you like a punch to the gut.
  507. “It’s… damn. It really has been a year… and I didn’t even remember…”
  508. >You notice the sudden look of hesitation that had crept into Dash’s eyes.
  509. “I suppose I should thank you then, you’re making this day that much better.”
  510. >She nods sullenly. “I just thought I could make this day special-“
  511. >You cut her by placing your finger on her lips, before kissing her forehead.
  512. “And you are making it special. You’ve made every day special, just by being here.”
  513. >Her sullenness makes way for embarrassment, as her cheeks flush.
  514. >”Gosh, no need to be so soppy…”
  515. “I know you love it. Anyway, I’m not done being soppy yet…”
  516. >You reveal the orchid bunch from behind your back, and Dash’s eyes widen.
  517. >”Oh Anon, you shouldn’t have!”
  518. “You weren’t the only one planning nice surprises today.”
  519. >She grins, before squeezing you in a comforting hug.
  520. “Now, I believe you said something about a… romantic dinner?”
  521. >”If you still want it…”
  522. “I would like nothing better” you say, and she gleefully leads you into the kitchen.
  523.  
  524. >The evening slowly winds along; the sun’s dipping in the sky matched the moon’s gentle rising. Throughout the evening, the two of you had laid together on the couch, enjoying the simple pleasure of each other’s company.
  525. >At the start you had chatted over trivial things: but the conversation had quickly tapered off into a gentle, relaxing silence… it was nice. As much as you enjoyed getting out and about with Dashie, or playful wrestling, or the multitude of activities the two of you did together, you enjoyed tender moments like these the most.
  526. >The feeling of her chest against yours, her breathing slow and heavy…
  527. >The glow in her eyes, filled with joy and delight…
  528. >The adorable twitching of her ear, as your hand stroked her magnificent mane…
  529. >Rainbow Dash rests her head against your neck, sighing contently, and you gently kiss her head. She giggles, before returning the kiss on your cheek.
  530. >Not one to be outdone, you bring your lips to hers, her tongue vying for dominance over yours.
  531. >Her efforts become more enthusiastic, the kiss quickly turning into a passionate embrace.
  532. >In the midst of the moment, you lay your hand on Dash’s back, slowly trailing it down to where her tail began.
  533. >She leans back and grins, her hindquarters now positioned precariously above your groin.
  534. >”Getting frisky, Anon?”
  535. >You return the grin, your hand moving even lower down her slim, toned body.
  536. “Not my fault… you shouldn’t be getting me so excited.”
  537. >Her tail begins to swish cross your crotch, and your other hand finds itself on Dash’s flank.
  538. >”So impatient! Don’t you know good things come to those that wait!” she teases.
  539. “You better not make me wait for this, Dash.”
  540. >She puts on a shit-eating grin. “Watch me.”
  541. “Just warning you Dash… I’m big, strong, and very good with my hands...”
  542. >She casually bats away the hand that had crept round to her crotch, before leaning in to whisper.
  543. >”I’ll make it worth it…”
  544. >And with that she leaps off you, her tail raised high as she trots off and up the stairs.
  545. >You groan in frustration, the sexual tension compounded by the increasing tightness in your boxers.
  546. >A few agonizing minutes pass, before a single whistle emanates from upstairs… from the bedroom.
  547. >You make your way upstairs and pause outside the bedroom door, your breathing heavy.
  548. “Are you ready, Dashie?”
  549. >”I’m ready Anon. The question is…”
  550. >You swing the door open, and gape.
  551. >”Are you?”
  552. >Incapable of replying, you simply stand and stare at Rainbow Dash lying seductively on the bed.
  553. “Are those… socks?”
  554. >Each of Dash’s legs were featuring a long, tight sock, perfectly matching the vibrant mane of their wearer, covering the leg from hoof to thigh.
  555. >Your mind is invaded by thoughts of coaxing the socks off her, exposing her glorious legs…
  556. >You feel your face flushing with both excitement and embarrassment, much to Rainbow Dash’s delight. She giggles, stretching out along the bed, her rump raised into the air.
  557. >”I thought you might like them, although you’ll have to thank Rarity for this moment.”
  558. “Rarity made them…?”
  559. >”Of course, y’big dolt. Where else would I have got these?”
  560. >Looks like you’d have to thank Rarity a second time for what she’s done for you.
  561. >”Now…” she beckons, flaring her wings and covering herself with them. “Why don’t you come help me take them off?”
  562. “Oh I don’t really feel like taking them off ya, Dash.”
  563. >You inch over to the bed, relishing the volcanic blush that forms on her face.
  564. “They look so nice on you, Dashie…”
  565. >You slowly run your hands along her thighs, causing her to moan with involuntary pleasure.
  566. >Your hands slides along Dash’s smooth coat, before they meet the tip of the socks. Your breathing grows heavy as you run your hands further along down, gently rubbing and tweaking the cotton under your touch.
  567. >”Sweet Celestia…”
  568. >Her moans resume as you lean down, planting a kiss on her neck.
  569. >”Oh, Anon…”
  570. >You keep your hands on her toned, socked-clad legs, massaging them gently.
  571. >Her gasps grow louder as you squeeze, her tail flicking excitedly under your touch.
  572. >Silently, you lean back, pulling your jacket and shirt off with one smooth motion. Rainbow Dash’s eyes widen in anticipation, as your hands move to your belt.
  573. >A few moments later, and you’re completely naked, your member standing at attention.
  574. >Rainbow Dash greedily eyes you up, her cheeks flushed and her legs spread tentatively.
  575. “I love you, Dashie.” You say, breaking the silence.
  576. >”I love you too Anon…” she whispers, breathless with anticipation.
  577. >And with that, you position yourself, readying…
  578. >You gently ease yourself into your lover, a resonating moan of pure pleasure emanating from her as you do.
  579. >Keeping your hands firmly gripped to Dash’s sock-clad legs, you begin to thrust gently, her insides reluctant to grant you entrance.
  580. >A few kisses and rubs reassure her though, and soon enough you feel her relaxing, allowing for full enjoyment from both parties.
  581. >With every thrust, your skin touches hers: your bodies and mind as close as two could get. The feel of her grinding against you, the coolness of her skin….
  582. >You decide to pick up the pace with your pounding: as you quicken, Dash’s moans spike in intensity.
  583. >”Oh, Anon… I’m gonna…”
  584. >Her wings begin to flap erratically underneath you, her insides clenching.
  585. >You pause in your thrusting, cupping the back of Dash’s head as she pants.
  586. “You enjoying yourself?”
  587. >”Of course… it just doesn’t seem right… me being done before you…”
  588. >Her eyes suddenly widen, a lustful smirk etched into her face.
  589. >”Wait… it is a special occasion after all... and you’re not done yet…”
  590. “Huh? What are you talk-“
  591. >”Have you ever wanted to… y’know… in my butt?”
  592. >You feel yourself blushing furiously at Dash’s question.
  593. “I, uh… are you asking me if I want to…”
  594. >She grins, nodding slowly as she does.
  595. >Well, if she was up for it… to be honest, you’d always been more of an ass person anyway.
  596. >You slide out of her, the stench of sex filling the bedroom as Dash shakily raises her flank, and she rests her head against the quilt.
  597. >She trembles slightly as you grasp her tail, gently rubbing the base of it, before guiding your member to her plot.
  598. “Last chance to back out, honey.”
  599. >”Do it, Anon…”
  600. >You comply with her request, slowly and surely easing yourself into her road-less-travelled.
  601. >”Oh my gosh…!” she squeals, her buttocks quivering under your touch.
  602. “Are you ok? It doesn’t hurt, does it?”
  603. >She shakes her head, clenching her eyes shut, and you lean in for a kiss.
  604. >Reluctantly, she opens her eyes, her irises wide with both fear and anticipation.
  605. “Tell me to stop at anytime…”
  606. >”N-no. Just… do it.”
  607. >You scratch behind her ear, before bringing your hips forward.
  608. >Surprisingly, Dash manages to take in the entirety of your member without complaint, her eyes rolled back in ecstasy.
  609. >Her bliss serves to fuel your lust, and you begin to thrust inside her rear.
  610. >It was certainly much tighter than what you were used to… but by God did it feel good.
  611. >The feeling of her anus stretching to accommodate you, Dash’s intensifying delight at this unconventional coitus…
  612. >You quickly find yourself reaching the peak of your stamina, overwhelmed by the carnal bliss that had overcome you.
  613. “Hey, Dash… Inside, or out?” you grunt.
  614. >”Inside… please.” She squeaks, and you grin.
  615. >A suddenly clenching finally pushes you over the edge and you groan, holding Dash in a vice-like grip.
  616. >Your seed fills her asshole, as you sigh in pleasure and relief. “That… was… amazing!” she giggles breathlessly.
  617. “Y-yeah… wow…”
  618. >As coherence returns to your mind, you slide yourself out of your lover’s rear, who proceeds to collapse down in exhaustion.
  619. “C’mon you… gotta clean you up now…”
  620. >Dash offers no resistance as you scoop her up, bringing her into the ensuite adjacent to your bedroom.
  621. >The two of you nestle under the shower, gently nuzzling and cuddling as your sweat is washed away. Gentle and tenderly, you even help her clean her nethers, washing away your seed.
  622. >When the two of you are fully refreshed, you once more lift her up, drying her down softly with a scented towel.
  623. >Setting her calmly onto the bed, she sleepily offers a wing to you, which you begin to preen for her.
  624. >Her giggles quickly turn into sleepy sighs: soon after that, her light snores break the silence of the night.
  625. >Before you yourself succumb to the wonderful, satisfied exhaustion, you kiss her on the forehead lightly, as she cuddles up to you on reflex. You smile, resting your head against Dash’s before you close your eyes, marking the end of your first year in Equestria…
  626.  
  627.  
  628. Rainbow Dash gets tied up and fucked
  629.  
  630. >The warming touch of sunshine rouses you from your sleep, enticing you to the waking world.
  631. >That’s odd, your chest feels strangely heavy and soft…
  632. >You open your eyes and blink the tiredness out of them, before looking down and smiling.
  633. >There, laying across your naked chest and quietly snoring, was a rainbow maned pegasus.
  634. >Oh yeah, Rainbow Dash. Who else would it have been?
  635. >You slowly scratch behind a perked ear, giggling as it begins to twitch.
  636. >”Mmmhmmm,” she groans, one eye slowly opening. “What is it?”
  637. “I love having you on me, Dash, but I gotta get up.”
  638. >She limply rolls off you, snuggling under the bed covers as you haul yourself out of the warm embrace of the sheets.
  639. >You head into the bathroom and turn on the shower, pausing for a moment to see if Dash would be joining you.
  640. >As the familiar sound of snoring emanates from the bedroom, you chuckle. For someone as up and about as Rainbow Dash was, she’s great at being a lazy lump.
  641. >One brisk shower later, you emerge from the bathroom, towel wrapped around your waist.
  642. >Rainbow Dash giggles as you climb back onto the bed, eyeing your naked body.
  643. “Surprised you didn’t shower with me back there. I thought you liked sex in the showers?”
  644. >”Sorry Anon, but you tired me out pretty badly last night,” she chuckles. “I swear to Celestia, you get hornier with every passing day.”
  645. “It’s just you rubbing off on me. Having you as a friend with benefits has corrupted me, I swear.”
  646. >”Please, you were already Equestria’s biggest pervert before I met you. That’s why I liked you so much,” she says, trailing a hoof across your chest. “And don’t use the term ‘friend with benefits’. It’s such a mouthful compared to ‘fuckbuddy’!”
  647. “Maybe I should give you a mouthful, you dirty little pony.”
  648. >”Thanks for proving my point!”
  649. “You’re welcome,” you chuckle, leaning backwards as Rainbow Dash lies on top of you. “I can’t believe that you only like me because of my skill in bed.”
  650. >”Don’t even try and fake being upset, I know you too well for that! And I don’t hang out with you just for sex, you know. You’re a good friend who understands that I’m not looking for a serious relationship… and you won’t ever get me pregnant.”
  651. “I can’t argue with that.”
  652. >You share a chuckle with Dash before you lean up for a kiss.
  653. >”Nu-uh, I know you didn’t wash your teeth in there.”
  654. “Oh come on, you’re not my mother.”
  655. >”Doesn’t matter dude, your breath stinks!”
  656. “Alright then,” you mutter before a devilish idea forms in your mind. “If you won’t let me kiss your mouth…”
  657. >”I don’t like that smile you’ve got. What are you—“
  658. >Her question is cut off as you plant a kiss on her neck, causing Dash to groan in surprised pleasure.
  659. >”Not right now, Anon!” she complains, gently pushing you backwards. “Let’s at least wait until we’ve settled down for the day!”
  660. “You’re no fun at all, Dashie!”
  661. >”Quit your moaning; you’ll get what you want later!”
  662. “But I want it now!” you complain sarcastically, your hands moving to Dash’s flank.
  663. >”I said no! Now quit complaining and come down for breakfast!”
  664. “I’ll get you back for this, mark my words!” You punctuate that by cackling in your best villain impression, which is met with utter apathy from Rainbow Dash.
  665. “Fine, I’m done messing around. Let’s go down for breakfast.”
  666. >Rainbow Dash heads down before you and you take the opportunity to lie back in bed, your eyes closing.
  667. >You know it’d be a dick move to keep her waiting, though, so your solitary rest only lasts a few minutes.
  668. >The smell of pancakes wafts up from the kitchen, the heavenly smell persuading you to finally abandon the comfort of your bed.
  669. >You quickly get changed into your casual attire before heading downstairs.
  670. >Waltzing into the kitchen, you are greeted by the adorable sight of Dash suited up in an apron, happily humming away at the stove.
  671. “Pancakes? What’s the occasion?”
  672. >”Nothing special is going on; I just felt like being nice to you.”
  673. “Well, I’m sure me and my appetite will appreciate it!”
  674. >”You better. It’s not every day that I cook pancakes for you.”
  675. “I wonder why that is…”
  676. >”Maybe it’s all those times you mixed aphrodisiacs in with the syrup?”
  677. “That would probably be it, come to think about it.”
  678. >Rainbow Dash scowls before loading a plate up with freshly baked pancakes.
  679. >”Now don’t go and burn yourself—“
  680. “Oh fuck that’s hot! Goddamn it, ow!”
  681. >”I expect nothing from you and I’m still let down,” Dash says, face-hoofing in disapproval.
  682. >You ignore her taunt and grunt in pain, the burning sensation quickly fading away.
  683. “Heh, want to kiss it better Dash?”
  684. >”Hmm…” she says, apparently mulling the idea over. “Let me think… No.”
  685. "You're just the biggest bundle of joy today, ain't ya?" you cackle. "Did I hurt you last night or something?
  686. >”You did plenty of things to me last night. Hurting me wasn’t one of them,” Dash says with a giggle, joining you at the table with her own stack of pancakes. “If I’m going to be honest, I have a little proposition to make.”
  687. “Hmm?” you ask through a mouthful of delicious baked goodness.
  688. >”You know the way our little ‘cuddling’ sessions usually go, right?”
  689. >You swallow your mouthful before smiling coyly.
  690. “You mean the way I hold you down and turn you into a puddle of satisfied pony while you cry my name out?”
  691. >”Hey, don’t get too cocksure, now!”
  692. “I’m very sure in my cock, though…”
  693. >”Can I finish the sentence or is the sexual tension going to keep mounting until you mount me?”
  694. “Fine, what’s your little idea?”
  695. >”Well,” Rainbow Dash says, leaning her hooves on the table. “Our sex is great and I’m not going to lie: You do, in fact, turn me into a ‘puddle of satisfied pony’. However…”
  696. >She leans in closer, her magenta eyes widening.
  697. >”What if we were to start… spicing it up a bit?” she giggles, fluttering her eyelashes at you seductively.
  698. “You mean getting groped and fisted and all sorts of things by a giant hairless monkey man aren’t spicing it up enough?”
  699. >”It is, but I think we could do more than just vanilla rutting all night long, don’t you think?”
  700. “What do you propose?” you ask, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.
  701. >”Well…” she laughs, hopping onto the table and looking you dead in the eye. “What about sex…”
  702. “Yeah?”
  703. >”At night…”
  704. “Aw yeah, what else?”
  705. >”With the lights turned out…”
  706. “Oh baby!”
  707. >”In the missionary position for the sole purpose of procreation!”
  708. “Oh my god, you’re absolutely vile! I think I’m going to vomit!”
  709. >Rainbow Dash bursts into laughter as you fake disgust, your false heaving bringing her to the verge of tears.
  710. “The things I have to put up with to hang around you…” you say with a tired groan before leaning in and kissing Rainbow Dash on the nose.
  711. >”Guess I better spit out my idea before I turn you completely off sex,” Rainbow Dash says, a grin of embarrassment forming on her face. “I was gonna…”
  712. “Yeah?”
  713. >”Well, I was gonna ask you what… you really wanted to do, and then do it…”
  714. >You pause for a moment to consider what she’s saying.
  715. “You mean, you want to know what my fetish is, right?”
  716. >”Er, yeah,” she chuckles, rubbing the back of her head guiltily. “I figured that’d be the best way to get things kinky.”
  717. “What about you? Surely you’re not going to let me take complete control of this, right? That’d be mighty uncharacteristic of you!”
  718. >”I figured it’d be my turn next time round…?”
  719. “Come on, where’s your competitiveness gone? Don’t tell me it got lost in the great sea of self-doubt and spaghetti you save for Daring Do conventions!”
  720. >”Hey, I had a very good reason to drop my spaghetti that day! You would do the same if you found out she was modeled after you and your high-school friend wrote the books under an alias!”
  721. “Oh yeah, I keep forgetting about that. Do you think there’s any chance of a threesome in the future?”
  722. >”You’re not listening, Anon!”
  723. “Oh, sorry. What were you saying?”
  724. >Rainbow Dash rolls her eyes in exasperation.
  725. >”I was going to ask: What would you do to even it up, then?”
  726. >You think for a moment before bursting into laughter.
  727. “Well, isn’t it obvious?”
  728. >”Not really, if I asked you literally 5 seconds ago what you would do.”
  729. “We’ll make a little bet on it! The winner gets to act out their special kink tonight, no objections and no take-backs.”
  730. >Rainbow Dash appears to ponder this for a moment before her familiar coy smile returns.
  731. >”So, what’s the bet gonna be? Not that I have any doubts I’ll be winning!”
  732. “Hmm, let’s make this fair… How about this: I can’t use my arms for the day and you can’t use your wings?”
  733. >”Easy peasy! You’re on, Anon!”
  734. >You spit on your hand as Dash spits on her hoof, before shaking in agreement: a time honored tradition of ensuring an unbroken treaty.
  735. “So, what’s your kink going to be?”
  736. >”Why would I tell you and spoil the fun?”
  737. “It might give me a little more motivation. Besides, I’m sure you’ll love to hear what mine is.”
  738. >Rainbow Dash raises an eyebrow, her wings tucked in tightly to her side.
  739. “Bondage!”
  740. >Her eyes widen, her ear twitches, and you swear you could see her tail lift up ever so slightly.
  741. “I’m going to bind you up with rope, gag you, blindfold you, and subject you to whatever blissful experience I feel like. You’ll be completely at my control, my little Dashie…”
  742. >”Okay, now I’m definitely not going to lose!” she says with a shaky voice. “Bondage is NOT something I want to take part in!”
  743. “Well then, you better not lose the bet, eh?”
  744. >”I never knew you were into that stuff… How long has it been your ‘thing’?”
  745. “Well, not that long if I’m going to be honest. It was mostly watching you crash into things and invariably get tangled up on them, helpless to anything that might happen to you…”
  746. >By now Rainbow Dash’s cheeks have fully blushed up, her discomfort and reluctant arousal evident.
  747. >“You’re a pervert, Anon!”
  748. “I’m surprised it’s taken you this long to realise that. And that’s a bit hypocritical coming from the pony who would come into the shower and suck—“
  749. >”Alright, alright! You’ve made your point!”
  750. >Wary of reaching up to stroke Dash, you instead awkwardly kiss her on the cheek, a gesture which she returns earnestly.
  751. >Within seconds, the two of you are locked in a raunchy kiss, as Rainbow Dash begins to hum in happiness.
  752. >As she breaks off the kiss and looks you square in the eye, a trail of saliva bridging your mouths limply drips downwards.
  753. >”You’re going down.”
  754. “Going down on you? That’s your kink?”
  755. >She turns around on the table, her tail stroking on you on the chin…as you get a clear view of her toned blue ass.
  756. >”Maybe it is,” she giggles seductively. “Don’t go and deliberately lose this now!”
  757. “Don’t worry; beating you in a competition is a much more enticing plan than tasting the rainbow!”
  758. >”Alright then… So, what do you want to do for the rest of the day?”
  759. “I’d suggest lounging around here, but that wouldn’t make for a very good competition now, would it?”
  760. >”You’re right. Wanna go for a walk through Ponyville, then?”
  761. “Sounds good to me. Let’s go!”
  762. >Rainbow Dash kindly opens the door for you as the two of you exit your house, the door slamming shut behind you.
  763. “I sure hope I don’t need to go back for anything…”
  764. >Rainbow Dash suddenly snickers, pointing down at your trousers.
  765. “What?”
  766. >”Dude, your fly’s open!” she cackles. “And little Nonny is coming out to play…”
  767. “Little Nonny? That’s what you’re calling it?” you groan, desperately resisting the urge to reach down and hide your manhood. “Let’s take a path that doesn’t bring us near any ponies then, why don’t we?”
  768. >Before Rainbow Dash can answer your question, you feel a sudden weight on your shoulders.
  769. >Looking up, a ridiculously pink mare with an equally ridiculous smile is sitting atop your shoulders, beaming down at ya.
  770. >”Morning, Anon! Whatcha doing today?”
  771. “Oh hey, Pinkie! Ignore the fact that my dick is hanging out, thank you.”
  772. >”Oh please, it’s nothing I haven’t seen before. Remember that time in Twilight’s library, with the projector tape?”
  773. >”When we had to lift the water to Cloudsdale?” Rainbow Dash inquires.
  774. >”Yeah! I have to say, you two worked pretty well as a couple,” Pinkie giggles. “And I had never seen that position before! Where did you learn that?”
  775. “What can I say? We’re pioneers in pony pleasure positioning,” you chuckle, turning to Dash. “I still blame you for giving the tape back to Twilight.”
  776. >”Hey, everyp0ny forgets something at one time or another! And it’s not like they saw anything past the foreplay!”
  777. “I suppose. Still, getting kicked in the junk by an embarrassed unicorn is not the most pleasant of situations…”
  778. >You suddenly frown, a nagging thought digging away at your mind.
  779. “Wait a minute, if the tape was stopped at our foreplay,” you mutter, turning back to Pinkie. “Then how do you know what position we used?”
  780. >”I borrowed the tape from Twilight, silly!” Pinkie giggles without a hint of awkwardness.
  781. >”Pinkie!” Rainbow Dash complains. “Don’t you have Sugarcube Corner to attend to?”
  782. >”I sure do!” she says merrily.
  783. >”You’re going to follow us around instead, aren’t you!”
  784. >”Nope, it’s obvious you two are in the middle of something important, probably to do with sex, and it’d be really rude of me as a friend to intrude on that, so I’ll probably go find something else to do in the meantime, and I hope you two have an absolutely great day, and—“
  785. >You silence her with a stern stare, locking eyes with her.
  786. “Pinkie, I actually have a serious question to ask.”
  787. >”Well then, fire away!” she giggles, as Rainbow Dash shoots you a nervous look.
  788. “Well, uh… Got any bondage gear you could lend us?”
  789. >”Why do I let you around my friends…?” Rainbow Dash mutters under her breath as Pinkie’s eyes widen.
  790. >”Sometimes I worry about you, Anon,” Pinkie chuckles. “I do in fact have some toys lying around…”
  791. “Well, I might be dropping by later to pick them up,” you laugh. “We’ve got a little competition going on.”
  792. >”Ooooooh!” Pinkie says with a seductive whisper. “Well, I’ll be sure to have them ready if you need them! I better leave the two of you alone then…”
  793. >The pink mare happily trots off and you snicker out loud.
  794. “You know, being this open about our sex life is probably bad for our image.
  795. >”What image?”
  796. “Good point.”
  797. >Rainbow Dash snorts before her back legs tense, a tell tale sign that she’s about to take off.
  798. “Going to lose already?”
  799. >She blinks in surprise before realizing what she was about to do.
  800. >”Celestia damn it, it’s second nature for me to be in the air! At least you can stuff your hands into your pockets!”
  801. “Don’t complain, now: you agreed to the bet fair and square!”
  802. >”Grrrr… let’s just go already!” she groans, setting off down the path.
  803. >You laugh to yourself before following her down the path, heading towards the town park where it’d be much quieter and private.
  804. >It only takes a couple of minutes to reach the semi-secluded park and you awkwardly relax under the tree that you had come to call your favourite spot to rest.
  805. >”Sorta defeats the purpose of the bet if neither of us end up doing anything, does it not?”
  806. “Yeah, but we don’t want anyone starting to ask nagging questions like ‘Why is Rainbow Dash not flying?’ and ‘Is Anon paralyzed in his arms?’”
  807. >”True, but I’d be pretty funny watching you flail about, not being able to use your arms…”
  808. >Rainbow Dash comes over, hopping onto your chest lightly, and you grin in anticipation of a kiss.
  809. >Her lips puckered, she leans in slowly… before angling her head down and licking your neck.
  810. “Ahaha! Oh! That tickles, you cheeky bitch!” you splutter, thrashing about on the earthy ground.
  811. >”Remember, no using your hands!” Rainbow Dash cackles, pinning you down.
  812. “I’ll get you for this!” you shout in-between fits of laughter, stumbling to your feet.
  813. >You desperately start sprinting, trying to dislodge the torturing pegasus who had now latched onto your back.
  814. “Dammit Dash, you know I get tickly easy! This is way too unfair!”
  815. >”Feel free to give up anytime!”
  816. “Never!”
  817. >You wheel around once more in an attempt to shake off your partner before screeching to a halt.
  818. >In front of you stood the Cutie Mark Crusaders, regarding you with utter confusion.
  819. >”Are all couples like this?” Sweetie Belle whispers in Applebloom’s ear. You feel yourself blushing in embarrassment.
  820. “Uh, hey, girls. What’re you doing all the way out here?”
  821. >The trio blinks in unanimous surprise before Scootaloo clears her throat.
  822. >”We uh, came out here to talk to Rainbow Dash for a sec.”
  823. >Dash giggles before deftly dropping to the ground, keeping her wings securely folded.
  824. >”Sure thing kiddo, what’s up?”
  825. >”Well,” Scootaloo says, her eyes widening. “You know the way you showed me the double dive 360 doughnut aerial loop the other day…?”
  826. “Heh, doughnut.”
  827. >Rainbow Dash kicks you squarely in the shin, keeping eye contact with her wide-eyed fan.
  828. >”I sure do, Scootaloo! What’s the problem?”
  829. >”Well, I was telling Applebloom and Sweetie Belle about it and they were really eager to see it!” Scootaloo gushes as Rainbow Dash’s smile steadily drops. “Could you pretty please show them it, just this once?”
  830. >”I, uh… I’d love to, squirt, but I kinda can’t do that right now.”
  831. >”Oh,” Scootaloo says, her look of adoration replaced by one of crushing disappointment. “Alright then, sorry for asking…”
  832. >Rainbow Dash grits her teeth in discomfort, looking up at you with an almost pleading stare.
  833. >You simply shrug in response. You both agreed to the bet, she wasn’t getting out of this.
  834. >As Scootaloo turns back to her friends, Rainbow Dash lets loose a groan of defeat before sighing.
  835. >”Fine, I’ll show you all the trick. I like big audiences anyway.”
  836. >With gusto she launches herself into the air, her wings lifting her up into the clear blue sky.
  837. >”Mr Anonymous? Why are you smiling like that?”
  838. “You’ll know in time, Scootaloo. It’s an adult thing.”
  839. >”Oh, you mean the special hugs Rainbow Dash told me about?”
  840. “Eh, sure.”
  841. >You direct your attention back to the ascending pegasus, who was still picking up speed as she climbed upwards.
  842. >With a dramatic pause, she turns, rocketing back down towards the earth.
  843. >As her body streamlines and accelerates downwards, she pulls herself upwards, creating a floating, looped trail in the sky before she resumes her downward spiral.
  844. >Barreling towards the ground, she looks like she’s going to hit the ground head on…
  845. >Just before the moment of impact, she flares out her wings, bringing her downward plummet into a horizontal glide.
  846. >As the pegasus approaches you and the CMC, she deftly back-flips onto the ground, bringing her trick to an end.
  847. >”Am I good, or am I good?” she chuckles, ruffling Scootaloo’s mane affectionately.
  848. >”That. Was. Awesome!” Scootaloo cries, her eyes wide with joy.
  849. >”Yeah, that amazing!” Sweetie Belle squeaks.
  850. >”Ah suppose that was pretty good…” Applebloom giggles in agreement.
  851. >”You owe me one Scoots. You owe me big time!” Rainbow Dash groans with a half serious tone before her frown relaxes. “But I wasn’t going to leave my biggest fan disappointed, was I?”
  852. >A reluctant smile crosses your face as Dash kneels down, giving the adoring filly a brisk hug.
  853. >”Now scram kiddo, I love hanging out with ya but I’ve got places to be.”
  854. >”See you some other time then, right?” Scootaloo asks optimistically.
  855. >”Of course, Scoots.”
  856. >With a squee, Scootaloo trots off, quickly followed by her two friends.
  857. “Not bad Dashie, not bad at all,” you chuckle. “If only you could pull off those moves in bed…”
  858. >”Have I mentioned how much of a jerk you are?” she responds, sticking her tongue out in sarcastic offence.
  859. “Oh come on baby, you know I was joking. Don’t tell me you’re mad that you lost the bet.”
  860. >”I’m not mad, just…” she begins, looking down at the ground nervously. “I dunno, disappointed? It was hardly my fault I lost; I wasn’t going to be a jerk to Scootaloo because of some stupid bet we made.”
  861. >You consider her words for a second before shrugging.
  862. “Alright then, forget about that little scene.”
  863. >”No.”
  864. >You blink in surprise as she flashes you a defiant stare.
  865. >”I agreed to the rules, I wagered in the bet, and I lost. Rules are rules, and I won’t let my feelings get in the way off that.”
  866. “You sure, Dash? Even I can admit that you lost unfairly.”
  867. >”I’m sure. Better to lose with grace than moan about it…”
  868. >Her defiance elicits a hearty laugh as you bend down to ruffle her mane.
  869. “You really are the most proud, obstinate pony I’ve ever met,” you giggle. “And I wouldn’t have you any other way.”
  870. >”You soppy git!”
  871. >She floats up and nuzzles you gently, smiling as you return the gesture affectionately.
  872. >”Well then, if you’re going to claim your ‘prize’ later, then I’m going to go on home now. I’ll fly there, of course.”
  873. “Understood. I’ll go stop by Pinkie’s house to, er… pick up the gear.”
  874. >”Right,” Rainbow Dash chuckles, a subtle blush creeping into her cheeks. “Well then, I guess I’ll see you in a few.”
  875. “Enjoy your flight, honey.”
  876. >She opens her mouth to retort, but instead settles for a coy smile before leaping into the air.
  877. >You watch her soar through the air, angled in the direction of your abode, before laughing to yourself.
  878. >She’s willing to put up with your kinks just so that she doesn’t seem like a sore loser. That mare…
  879. >After only a moment’s hesitation, you begin the walk to Sugarcube Corner.
  880. >Your anticipation puts an uncharacteristic briskness into your walk and you arrive there quickly, the ringing of the bell announcing your arrival.
  881. >”Hey Nonny!” Pinkie yells, bouncing out from behind the counter. “I can only guess why you’re here!”
  882. “Guess today was my lucky day, eh?”
  883. >”Sure was! Just remember to be safe, Anon; no need for accidents in the bedroom!”
  884. “Trust me Pinkie, I know what I’m doing.”
  885. >”Oh, so I don’t need to tell you about proper knots, and safety words, and bound positions, and how to gag somep0ny properly, and-“
  886. “Wait a minute, slow down Ponka and start again from the beginning.”
  887. >”Well, for safe bondage you have to know how to tie a proper knot. Actually, let’s take this upstairs where we won’t get noticed, shall we?”
  888. “Alright, I guess…”
  889. >”Great, follow me then! Now, the basics of bondage knot tying are as follow…”
  890.  
  891.  
  892. >Three hours later, you emerge wide-eyed from the privacy of Pinkie’s bedroom, your mind reeling from the torrent of information that Pinkie had thrown at you.
  893. “You know, Pinkie? I always thought you had a more innocent side, but these last few hours have utterly shattered that delusion.”
  894. >”You’re so naïve, Nonny. Did you think I would have all these toys and not know how to use them?”
  895. “Maybe not, but I didn’t know about half the stuff you taught me this afternoon. I’m going to have a field day with Dash…”
  896. >”Just remember, Anon: I’m all for you spicing up your sex life, but if I hear about Rainbow Dash getting hurt…”
  897. “You won’t have to worry about that, Panka. I may be taking control here, but I’m not an asshole.”
  898. >Pinkie simply raises a questioning eyebrow in response.
  899. “Okay, I’m only a slight asshole.”
  900. >Another disbelieving grin from Pinkie elicits a groan from you.
  901. “Fine, I’m a pretty big asshole… But I won’t make things too uncomfortable for Dash. Is my word good enough or will you have to be present for the whole thing?”
  902. >”Do you want me to be present there?” Pinkie inquires with a wink.
  903. “It’s going to be awkward enough as it is, your presence would only compound that.”
  904. >”Okie dokie! Just remember to wrap it before you tap it!”
  905. “But-“
  906. >”Don’t be a fool, wrap your tool!”
  907. “I-“
  908. >”Don’t be thick, wrap your dick!”
  909. “You do realise I couldn’t get her pregnant if I wanted to, right?”
  910. >”I know, but rhyming is fun and when else will I get an opportunity like this?”
  911. “Yeah, I’m going to go now. Thanks for the help, Ponka.”
  912. >You pick up the bag of bondage gear Pinkie had assembled for you, before ruffling her mane playfully.
  913. >”See ya around~”
  914. >You nod, before making your way downstairs into the café, quickly exiting onto the street.
  915. >Ponies don’t bat an eye at you or your bag, unknowing of the erotic toys held within.
  916. >You had joked earlier with Rainbow Dash about not caring for your public image, but you’d rather not have everyone in the town know what hi-jinks the two of you got up to behind closed doors.
  917. >As you make your way to your home, you suddenly realize what the nagging suspicion that had been pestering you all day was.
  918. >You had left your fly open for the entire day, even during Pinkie’s little ‘lesson’.
  919. >Feeling sufficiently embarrassed, you hastily pull up your zipper, your pace quickening involuntarily.
  920. >It doesn’t take too long to reach your home, an empty silence greeting you as you step through the doorway.
  921. “Hello?”
  922. >”Anon?” Rainbow Dash calls from upstairs, her voice emanating from the bedroom
  923. “Who else?” You chuckle, trudging up the stairs to meet her.
  924. >”Where were you?” She responds with a hint of annoyance. “You’ve been out for hours-“
  925. >Her sentence trails off as you enter the bedroom, her eyes widening at the sight of the bag.
  926. >”What the…? What are those?”
  927. “What do you think? I said I’d stop by Pinkies’ to pick up what we needed.”
  928. >”Oh, right. Of course. I half expected you to pull out everything you needed from some corner or hidden compartment.”
  929. >”You look anxious.”
  930. >She blinks in surprise, before smiling nervously.
  931. >”Is it that obvious?”
  932. “Considering your usual self, nervousness stands out like a sore wing.”
  933. >”Well, I’m not usually tied up while you dick me senseless, am I?”
  934. “No, but I thought you liked trying new things? Variety is the spice of life, alongside kinky interspecies coitus and coffee.”
  935. >”I love new experiences, but I don’t like being tied down. It’s just not my style, you know?”
  936. “Trust me, Dash, by the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging for more.”
  937. >Her familiar, cheeky grin returns alongside a girlish blush in her cheeks.
  938. >”Is that a promise?”
  939. “I’m not promising anything. Besides, I’d rather let my actions speak for themselves…”
  940. >Rainbow Dash giggles, before sighing.
  941. >”Well then, guess there’s no sense in keeping you waiting. Let’s do this!”
  942. “Whoa, hold your horses,” you chuckle, ignoring the glaring look she shoots at you. “Let’s not rush this now, I have as much of an idea of what to do as you do.”
  943. >”Right… wait, what?”
  944. “Even with Pinkie’s in-depth… er, ‘instructions’, I’ll need to take my time to make sure I get the bindings right.”
  945. >”Great. Not only am I being subjected to your fetish which involves me being tied down at your mercy, but you also have no idea what you’re doing.”
  946. “Oh quit complaining before I put a ballgag on you.”
  947. >Rainbow Dash raises an eyebrow in curiosity.
  948. >”Pinkie gave you a ballgag?”
  949. “I have no idea. I didn’t actually stop to check what she put in this bag.”
  950. >”Well, what are you waiting for?”
  951. >You shrug, before walking over to the bed and turning the bag upside down.
  952. “She can’t have packed that much-“
  953. >Your sentence is cut short as you gape at the pile of various toys, ropes, handcuffs, gags, marital aids and such that fall out of the bag.
  954. “On the other hand, what the fuck was I expecting?”
  955. >”You don’t plan on using most of this stuff on me, right?” Rainbow Dash giggles nervously, holding up what appeared to be a ribbed buttplug. “I mean, I don’t even know where this is meant to go…”
  956. “It goes up your poopchute, silly!”
  957. >Dash’s eyes widen and she chucks the toy back onto the bed, her cheeks flushed.
  958. “Don’t worry though, I don’t plan on doing anything too adventurous. Not today anyway.”
  959. >You idly sort through the pile, locating the toys you knew you’d need.
  960. “Ropes, blindfold, ballgag… I think that’ll do for now.”
  961. >”No-one can know of this,” Rainbow Dash mutters. “This is so embarrassing…”
  962. “C’mon, lighten up. Think of it as a trust exercise!”
  963. >”I don’t trust you though!”
  964. “I’d be offended if I didn’t know you were joking.”
  965. >Having decided on the tools of pleasure you were going to use on your partner, you quickly sweep the rest of the toys back into Pinkie’s bag.
  966. “Hey, do you think she’s going to want us to clean all this stuff once we’re done?”
  967. >”You’re worrying about that now?” Rainbow Dash splutters.
  968. “You know, you’re so eager to get this going that I have a little, sneaking suspicion that you’re looking forward to it…”
  969. >”I’d be lying if I denied being a little aroused…”
  970. “There’s liquid pooling on the floor beneath you.”
  971. >”Okay, maybe I’m really aroused. Still, I want a safety word during this.”
  972. “Say ‘banana’, and I’ll stop whatever I’m doing. When you’re wearing the gag-“
  973. >”If I’m wearing the gag…”
  974. “When you’re wearing the gag, just scream really loudly or something.”
  975. >”You truly are the master at planning aren’t you?”
  976. “Oh stop your complaining, you agreed to this. The longer you stand here leaking like a broken faucet, the longer it’ll take for this to all be over.”
  977. >Rainbow Dash rolls her eyes, before hopping onto the bed with a flap of her wings.
  978. >”Now what?”
  979. “Now? You just lie back and let me do the work…” you chuckle, twisting a coil on rope between your hands. “Actually, on second thought, keep sitting upright for a second.”
  980. >Rainbow Dash patiently waits on her haunches as you lift up the blindfold, her frown furrowing as you wrap it round her head.
  981. >”Is it really necessary?”
  982. “Of course! Now, fold up your wings.”
  983. >She cocks her head, blind to your intentions.
  984. >”Huh?”
  985. “I’m going to tie up your wings, silly. We don’t want them flared out and aching for attention when I’m rutting you, do we now?”
  986. >She pouts, but offers no resistance as you loop the rope round her folded wings, deftly tying the binding rope into a knot.
  987. >Her wings immediately try to escape their hold, straining against the rope.
  988. >Your knot holds however, keeping her wings safely by her sides.
  989. >”Heh, maybe this isn’t so bad…” Rainbow Dash chuckles, an adorable blush on her cheeks.
  990. “It’s only getting better from here. Lie down.”
  991. >”Wait, what?”
  992. “You didn’t think I was going to stop with your wings, did you? Pinkie gave me a lot of rope…”
  993. >With a groan she flops backwards, belly facing upwards and legs stretched outwards.
  994. >You quickly set to work, securing her limbs to the 4 posts of the bed, relishing her shudders as you slide your fingers along her hooves.
  995. >”If you try tickling me, no amount of rope is going to stop me from kicking your ass!”
  996. “Is that a challenge? Don’t get too cheeky now, or else you might tempt me into using the ballgag…”
  997. >You take a step back and admire your handiwork: blindfolded, wings bound, spread eagled on the bed…
  998. >A sudden, devilish thought hits you: the perfect way to test your bindings, and torture Dash at the same time.
  999. >”So, you gonna stick it in or what?” Dash inquires, oblivious to your smirk as you kneel down in front of her.
  1000. “Patience Dash. You’ll be satiated soon enough… but in the meantime, I think I’ll have some fun with my new toy!”
  1001. >”What are you-“
  1002. >Her words trail off into a surprised moan as you plant a kiss on her hind leg, caressing the hoof gently.
  1003. >”Ugh! Not fair!” she complains, your teasing heightening her visible arousal.
  1004. “I never said it’d be fair~”
  1005. >With agonizing slowness, you begin to move the trail of kisses down and along her legs.
  1006. >Her legs squirm against the steadfast restraints, her breaths quickening in anticipation.
  1007. >You move your mouth from the inside of her thigh to her glistening entrance, giggling at how worked up she was. You hadn’t even properly started on her!
  1008. >With tantalizing, deliberate slowness, you run your tongue up from the base of her folds to the tip of her clitoris, giving it a tender lick.
  1009. >Rainbow Dash shakes in her binds, her tail standing straight and attentive, as you begin to caress the pink nub with your tongue.
  1010. >”Ah! Anon!”
  1011. >Her involuntary squeals only spurs you on further, your tongue flicking gently at her fun button.
  1012. >You move your tongue down from her clit to her moist, inviting lips, giving them a tender kiss.
  1013. >”Stop teasing!” Rainbow Dash moans, her tail flicking in excitement and her cheeks flushed.
  1014. “Ok then,” you giggle, running your finger down her slit. “Guess it’s time to taste the rainbow!”
  1015. >She barely has time to react before your tongue invades her, exploring her sensitive insides.
  1016. >Your tongue is immediately bombarded by the sweet taste of candy, much to your surprise.
  1017. >Rainbow Dash had been the butt of many candy-vag jokes, but you’d never thought she’d actually taste like this…
  1018. >You continue to worm your tongue in with newfound gusto, the sweetness of her insides enticing you further.
  1019. >”Having f-fun?” Rainbow Dash stammers, struggling to keep her composure against your orgasmic onslaught while her ears twitch rapidly.
  1020. >You can only hum in response, your mouth buried in her crotch.
  1021. >As your probing ends, making way for the rhythm of your lapping, Dash’s moans return to their fever pitch of desperation and euphoric bliss.
  1022. >Her body may be shaking and straining to escape her binds, but her insides couldn’t be more inviting. The powerful muscles that would normally be satiated by your penis now rub and press against your tongue, as if to welcome your oral pleasuring.
  1023. >It was a different kind of kiss for sure, but you definitely weren’t complaining. You were almost enjoying this as much as Dash was!
  1024. >Your train of thought is interrupted as her back begins to arch, her moans now incomprehensible exclamations of pure, primal pleasure.
  1025. >Well, maybe not quite as much as Dash…
  1026. >As her muscles begin to tighten around your tongue, you decide to pull out from the warm, wet embrace and instead wrap your lips around her clitoris once more.
  1027. >A shrill cry of surprise precedes a gush of sweet fluids, your mouth flooded as Dash’s back arches and her ears flatten.
  1028. >You swallow down the fruit of Dash’s orgasm, smiling as the satisfied pony pants in labored exhaustion.
  1029. >”Oh my gosh, oh my gosh…” she squeaks, as you rub her thighs reassuringly.
  1030. >Her satiated grin turns into a frown as you move away from her soaking crotch, as if disappointed the moment was over.
  1031. >You quickly correct the frown by moving up, giving Dash a sensual kiss on her normal lips.
  1032. >Her resistance is minimal as your tongue dominates hers, only feebly attempting to fight back.
  1033. >”I taste great!” Rainbow Dash giggles as you break off the kiss. “We should do this more often!”
  1034. “Agreed. Seeing you helplessly squirm like is just too damn cute.”
  1035. >”So what now? I thought this was meant to be for your satisfaction.”
  1036. “Oh don’t worry, I thoroughly enjoyed that particular moment,” you chuckle. “Now the real fun begins.”
  1037. >You dismount from the bed and return to the scattered toys, rifling through them for a particular plaything.
  1038. >”I think I might need a breather,” Dash sighs contently. “Don’t go mounting me just yet, okay?”
  1039. “You’re not the one who gets to make that decision…” you chuckle, running your hands down Dash’s firm body. “In fact, I think that’s rather cheeky of you to say that.”
  1040. >”I’m not too confident about that tone in your voice…” Dash mutters nervously.
  1041. “Oh don’t worry, you’ll be fine. Unless you want a safety word and can’t breathe through your nose.”
  1042. >”No, don’t you dare!”
  1043. >You ignore Dash’s complaints and slide off the bed, rummaging through the toys for a particular plaything.
  1044. “Ah, here we go! Open your mouth as wide as you can, Dashie.”
  1045. >She grumbles to herself before complying, her mouth stretching wide open.
  1046. “Good girl,” you laugh as you strap the ballgag on. “See, this isn’t so bad?”
  1047. >She responds with a muffled complaint, which you assume to be ‘This is so embarrassing!”.
  1048. “Oh stop whining, I’m the only person who’ll ever see you like this,” you chuckle, running your finger down towards her crotch. “At least I hope I’ll be the only person to see you like this.”
  1049. >Your words trail off, the ensuing silence punctuated by the rapid breathing of Dash.
  1050. >As her nerves begin to settle and her panting steadies, you straddle her once more, gently prodding her sensitive entrance with your member.
  1051. >You knew she’d be on edge after an orgasm like that, and to enter her now would be cruel.
  1052. >Then again, you are in charge here, and she’s helpless beneath you…
  1053. >As your organ brushes against hers, she lets loose a muffled moan of arousal, fuelling your own primal desire.
  1054. >Through sheer force of will, you restrain from penetrating the prismatic pony beneath you, instead gently massaging her lips with your tip.
  1055. >”Mmmmph!” Dash cries, unable to vent her sexual frustration, even through her voice.
  1056. >Well, she certainly seems ready for you…
  1057. >You grab her buttocks roughly, relishing the surprised groan Dash gives you, before lining up your manhood with her slit.
  1058. >Without a moment’s hesitation, you slide in, hilting inside her with the first thrust.
  1059. >The heavenly feeling hits you like an electric shock: you pause for a moment, yelping instinctually.
  1060. >Your break is short lived, however: as if begging you to continue, Dash’s muscles clench and tug on your dick.
  1061. >You steel yourself with a deep breath before pulling out, until only the tip remains in her.
  1062. >In unison, the two of you moan in delight as you slam back into her, roughly burying yourself in her crotch.
  1063. >God damn… Dash must really be aroused right now…
  1064. >Your grip on her ass tightens as, does her grip on you, as you settle into a smooth and steady rhythm of pelvic gyrations.
  1065. >Even despite the rope keeping her in place, you could feel Dash trying to grind against you, the bondage bindings squeaking as her legs rubbed against them.
  1066. >You move a hand from its groping position on her flank to one of her tied wings, rubbing the delicate base carefully.
  1067. >A sudden clench robs you of your breath, as Dash lets loose an unrestrained cry of orgasmic joy.
  1068. “Ugh… let’s not do that again. Don’t want me to cum early now, do ya?”
  1069. >She weakly mutters a ‘no’ through the ballgag, before biting back down on it as you pick up the pace of your thrusts.
  1070. >Sex with Dash was normally a fair competition: if she wanted to take the top spot then she’d vie for it with the competitive spirit you’d come to love in her.
  1071. >But now, rutting her senseless while she lay helpless beneath you?
  1072. >That was… exhilarating.
  1073. >And given Dash’s muffled moans and soaking crotch, you’re sure she was enjoying it as much as you were.
  1074. >To tease her further, you slow your thrusting down to a snail’s pace, while planting kisses down Dash’s neck.
  1075. >She immediately begins to squirm, her vaginal muscles massaging and coaxing your member, earnestly tempting you to renew your movements.
  1076. >As you prepare for another thrust, a devilish thought suddenly crosses your mind.
  1077. >You’re only ever going to get this kind of chance once…
  1078. >With a wet ‘plop’ you pull out fully, eliciting a disappointed groan from Dash.
  1079. >Her groan quickly turns into a muffled yelp, as you position your penis at her backdoor.
  1080. >Already slick from Dash’s sexual fluids, your shaft slides easily into her doughnut butthole, gently stretching the virgin hole.
  1081. >Seeing Dash clench down on her gag, her body shaking, you decide to take it slowly. Pinkie’s warning still rang clearly through your head, and it’d be unnecessarily cruel to pound away at her without warning.
  1082. >A few minutes of gentle encouragement and rubbing relaxes Dash, and you feel her anus loosen around your member.
  1083. >Feeling more confident, you begin to explore her ass, surprised at how easily she took you in to the hilt.
  1084. >You know you wouldn’t be enjoying her perfect pony plot for long though: you were already pretty close to the edge, and judging by the copious amounts of fluid she was leaking, so was she.
  1085. >Her initial moans of pain had been fully replaced by her familiar, guttural moans of arousal, now laced with an adorable hesitancy.
  1086. “What’s wrong Dash? Not sure you should be enjoying this?” you taunt, moving your hand down to her lonely clitoris.
  1087. >She couldn’t answer if she wanted to, especially not after what you were about to do…
  1088. >Dash freezes as you rub the pink nub, her insides clenching around you.
  1089. >The intense massage is too great to resist, the feeling finally sending you over the precipice.
  1090. >You grasp Dash tightly as you fill her colon with your seed, as warm fluids splash against your crotch.
  1091. >For a moment, time stands still: the silence broken by your joint exclamations of pleasure and satisfaction.
  1092. >With a final sigh you pull out, semen gently dribbling down her crotch.
  1093. >As you carefully remove the bindings from Rainbow Dash, she dazedly struggles to her feet, her legs shaking.
  1094. >Off comes the ballgag and blindfold, Dash giving a weak smile as you toss them aside.
  1095. >”That was… cheeky,” She giggles breathlessly. “You’re lucky it didn’t hurt going up my butt, or else…”
  1096. “I knew you were a tough gal. You would have been able to take it…”
  1097. >”Damn right. Gotta say though, that was much more enjoyable than I had expected.”
  1098. “Why don’t we do this every night?” You pant, leaning back onto the bed.
  1099. >”Because then it wouldn’t be special now, would it?” Rainbow Dash giggles, climbing onto your chest.
  1100. >The two of you fall quiet for a moment, enjoying the simple cuddle.
  1101. >”We should probably hit the shower before we sleep. I don’t want to wake up with cum in my bum again.”
  1102. “Again?” you splutter, before noticing Dash’s smirk.
  1103. >”You’re so easy to wind up, you know that?”
  1104. “You little bitch-“
  1105. >Your well-humored insult is cut off as Dash sneaks in a kiss, before hopping off your chest.
  1106. “Come on ya, big idiot. Don’t be one of those guys that fall asleep two minutes after sex!”
  1107. >You grumble to yourself, before hauling yourself off the stained bedcovers.
  1108. >As you follow Dash into the bathroom, a question begins to itch in your mind.
  1109. “Hey Dash, out of curiosity… what was your kink going to be if you won anyway?”
  1110. >”Being tied up, bound and rutted senseless,” she says with a smirk.
  1111. >As you struggle to think up a reply, she bursts into laughter, before strutting proudly into the bathroom.
  1112. >That devious little bitch…

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