RD Likes your sweat (nsfw)


                                            https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/25346764/#25347488


                                            >Beads of sweat formed at your forehead.

                                            >Bringing your hand up from the sofa's arm, you wipe the moisture away lazily.

                                            >Twilight had briefly informed you this was going to be the hottest day this summer before leaving to run some errands.

                                            >Something about every god damn pegasus taking the clouds and pushing them elsewhere.

                                            >You lean over to take a peek outside the library window. Now a single cloud in sight.

                                            >All alone in the treehouse with no chores for the day? Usually you'd call this a golden opportunity to fap.

                                            >Not today. Too hot.

                                            >You lean back, stretching your arms out as far as possible, praying for a simple gust to breeze through.

                                            >"Hey Anon!"

                                            >Jumping a little in your seat, your head swings back to the now occupied window.

                                            >You couldn't mistake that smiley, Roy G. Biv'd mane anywhere.

                                            >Filling the window was one Rainbow Dash.


                                            >You couldn't mistake that smiley, Roy G. Biv'd maned face anywhere.***


                                            >You slowly get back into a comfortable resting position, letting yourself splay all your limbs in every which-a-way.

                                            Oh.. Hey Dash. What are you doing around here? Aren't you supposed to be stealing Ponyville's clouds?

                                            >"Heh. Yeah. There's a LOT of things I'm supposed to be doing....."

                                            >Dash climbs in through the window, leaping into the living room and stopping mid-air.

                                            >Dash's wing flapping created the most pleasant breeze.

                                            >Pure heaven.

                                            >Without a moments notice, the wind flow ceases. Dash drops to the ground with a collection of clops on the hardwood.

                                            >"....Buuuut I'd rather come visit my favorite guy! How's it hangin'?"

                                            >Still despairing the lack of sudden windflow, you exhale heavily through your nose.

                                            Sweaty.... Sticky... Horribly. Everything is just horrible.

                                            >"Oh, come on, Anon. Quit being such a baby. It's only for one day anyway..."

                                            >Dash's eyes flitter a bit suddenly, followed by a few quick sniffs.

                                            >She spins around once curiously, still sniffing.

                                            >"...Hey-uhhh... Did.... Umm... Twilight around?"

                                            >The sniffing continued.

                                            Nah. She went out to do some nerd stuff. Are you okay, Dash?

                                            >Following her nose more closely, she begins slowly pacing around the area,.

                                            >"Yeeeeaaaaahhh.....I just.... What is that... Smell?"


                                            >Your eyes squint a little trying to understand the blue horse.

                                            Smell? What smell? You're acting really weird, RD.

                                            >The mare seems to ignore this statement. She stays focused on the task. Scouting around the room nosie first, she eventually makes her way over to you. About a meter away from your splayed out knees.

                                            >Her eyes widen a little, slowly making eye contact with you.

                                            >"Huh... The smell is coming from you. You uhh.. Trying some new scents on, Anon? Trying to impress some... Ladies?"

                                            >You rolls your eyes from the pony's realization. She smells your sweat.

                                            Oh, no... It's just so friggen' hot. I've already taken a shower this morning. It's tough keeping dry without deoderant, y'know.

                                            >"Is that so?"

                                            >Dash cocks her neck to the side, staring around parts of your body with skepticism.

                                            Riiiight... You're being weird. Say, why don't you flap your wings again for a bit? I could reeeaaallly use it.

                                            >You let your ass slide more to the front of the couch, Spreading your legs out further trying to get more of that non-existent air circulation. Your eyes shut slowly

                                            Sooooo... I'll take that silence as a no. Hey, have you heard about what Twilight's been -OOOHHHWHATTHEFUCK.


                                            >Without a word of warning whatsoever, Dash found herself nestle deep between your legs, tucked in comfortably under your junk.

                                            >You can clearly hear her taking in strong whiffs of your sweaty balls.

                                            >Too weird.

                                            >You climb up suddenly away from the sniffy pony.

                                            >Rainbow, in a half eye-lidded daze, tries to follow you back, but is stopped by the couch.

                                            >She snaps out of it and shakes her head.

                                            >"Woah.. Uhh.. What? Uhm....What?"

                                            >Violated and bothered, you look at the disoriented horse with confusion.

                                            Dash. You just went muzzle deep into my crotch. My sweaty, disgusting crotch. You just did that. What-I.

                                            >She quickly takes in a deep breath of fresh air.

                                            >"What.. Uhh I-I didn't mean to. I just.. Err...."

                                            >She stares soullessly to the ground.

                                            >"Anon... Your balls smell incredible. Like amazing."

                                            >Dash looks back up to you again with hope filled eyes.

                                            >"C-can I? Smell again? Please Anon?"

                                            >Still a bit weirded out, you can't tell if shes kidding or just being delirious. There's no way that smelled good.

                                            What? No. That was really fucking weird. I can't. Why.

                                            >She leaps up onto the couch, onto you. You grab the pony by the torso, trying to keep the crazed mare off you.

                                            >"Anon. Please. Just for a little bit."

                                            >Her pupils widen once again. She struggles to move her head, her nose, to your body. She aims helplessly to your now opened arm pits.

                                            >After a few moments of struggling, Rainbow realizes she's not getting by your natural human strength. She eases off a bit.

                                            >"..I'll... Anon. If you let me, I'll get you a cloud. A whole cloud just for you, Anon... And I'll keep you cool myself! Please. Just for a few minutes..Plleeeaaaseeee!"

                                            >Holy shit. She's crazy. There's no way any of this is happening.

                                            >.. But that cloud though....."


                                            >Still holding the barrel of the wiggling blue pone, You go over your options.

                                            >You could have you very own personal cooling station on the hottest day this summer. And to top it off? Personal Pegasus Power preventing personal perspiration.

                                            >On the other hand..... A pony nuzzle inhaling your recently showered, still sweaty, musky balls.

                                            >Rainbow's still staring into your hopefully with the occasional sniffle. She seems quite desperate, still trying to catch your distant scent.

                                            ....Fine....

                                            >Dashie's ears perk.

                                            >"R-really!? I promise it'll only be for a little bit. Three minutes tops. Maybe five.."

                                            >You bend forward and place the blue mare back onto the ground, keeping a strict eye on her.

                                            Don't push it, Dash.

                                            >She blushes a little, sitting completely still. her eyes slowly roll back to your open exposed groin. With a great deal of will power, she tries to not leap back ferociously at you.

                                            >Her tongue eventually lolls out.

                                            ..Well come on then.

                                            >Hearing this lets Dash escape her position on the floor. Quickly and steadily, she aims her snout directly back underneath your balls.

                                            >Muffled sniffs and exhales is all you can hear underneath you.

                                            >So weird.

                                            >A little kinky though.

                                            >With the pony nuzzling and smelling about your nuts, you feel yourself get a little aroused.

                                            >Dash pulls out a little, giving a lost lick to your covered crotch.

                                            >Her eyes looks so lost. As if she's not even herself.

                                            >Possessed even.

                                            Uhhh.. Dash? Are you okay?

                                            >She doesn't respond. Same as last time. All she does is blink slowly and take heavy breaths of air.

                                            Dash, you're not looking so-

                                            >"-Your pants...."

                                            > ?

                                            >"Off."

                                            Dash I'm-

                                            >"Now."


                                            >You hesitate, sent for a loop by the sudden demand.

                                            >After a moment of looking down at the silent pony you decide to oblige.

                                            >You lift your body up by your shoulders on the couch, pushing down your pajama pants with your hands.

                                            >Once around knees, Rainbow leans forward and grabs the waistband by the mouth. She pulls down until your pants are around your ankles. She lifts her hooves up and tramples the pants the rest of the way off your feet.

                                            There. Happy now?

                                            >"Just about. These are going too."

                                            ....Fine

                                            >She meant your underwear.

                                            >They go too.

                                            >Once you're lower half is completely naked, Dash looks back up to revel in your sweaty glory.

                                            >You look down as well to find your self awkwardly moist. Sweaty to the point where you'd rather not be alive.

                                            Well. There's my dick. Uhh.. Don't bite it or anything. Just.. Work around it... Or Whatever you like.

                                            >You hope she touches your dick and stuff.

                                            >Though you don't ask, you're almost sure that's where this whole situation is headed.

                                            >It'd even out this weirdness.


                                            >Rainbow moves back to you and presses her nose against your sack.

                                            >Lifting up and down, getting a feel for the weight of you. This must have been what she was after. You can't even tell with that one-minded expression on her face.

                                            >Then suddenly, a tongue.

                                            >Dashes tongue tip flicked around your scrotum. After a few of these the small licks become full on ice-cream licks.

                                            >She seemingly laps up all your salty, sweatyness with great determination.

                                            >Though you would absolutely hate to be in her position, Dashs' pony tongue feels incredible on your naked balls.

                                            >You feel conflicted between how gross this must seem and the feeling of sexual.

                                            >You try not to think about it.

                                            >Eventually every inch of your ball's sweat is replaced with Pony saliva.

                                            >Regardless, you're just as wet, if not more.

                                            >You notice how your semi-erect dick is just laying there. Useless. Time to make some magic happen.

                                            Hey, I think there's a bit of sweat on my dick. You should probably clean that too...

                                            >So smooth.

                                            >She ignored you ultimately.

                                            >Still so content with your scrotum

                                            >Fuck


                                            >A good hour had passed.

                                            >While Dash did eventually clean up your dick, she always soon after shifted back to your balls. No clue why.

                                            >Talk about blue balls.


                                            >Twilight walks in happily, excited to finally be home.

                                            >"Anoooon! Did you see the cloud? You must have impressed some pony pretty important! There isn't supposed to be a cloud in ponyville all day!"

                                            >You just lay there. perfectly content.

                                            >"Anonymous? Where are you? I'm hooo-AAHH! Dash!"

                                            >The living room had still occupied you and the rainbow one.

                                            >You still extended over the couch, the same as you had been before Dash popping over.

                                            >However.

                                            >Not to far from where you sat was a very dopey looking pony, lazily flapping her blue, feathery wings towards you. Swaying left to right happily and with a dumb smile, she happily flip flaps air right at your body.

                                            >RD "Heeeeey, Twwiiiiiii~"

                                            >She even sounded out of it. Your scent must have taken her for a good ride.

                                            >Twilight just looked confused. After another moment or two of watched you and Dash, she decides to just not question it.

                                            >Good thing too. After what just happened with Dashie? You wouldn't want your wonderful house host to know about your.....Sweat.

                                            >Does she know?

                                            >She must.

                                            >But.

                                            >Ehh.

                                            >Doesn't matter.

                                            >All that matters is that on the hottest day this summer, you're the only being that can honestly say it was the best day of the whole summer.

                                            >Queue outro music.