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*I am not the author ,the original author posted this story as Anonymous*
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>You have her backed into a corner.
>It was night-time, and Ponyville was dead at night.
>It was a small town, after all. Not a city with a bustling nightlife fuelled by bars and clubs.
>Catching this white unicorn so late out in the streets was not an opportunity to be missed.
>After having gotten her into a remote alley, you eye your prize.
>Rarity stares in obvious nervousness.
>”W-what do you want?”
>Her voice trembles with dread.
>Her blue eyes are wide with horror.
>Her body is tense with barely contained panic.
>The way she oozes fear is rather pleasing to you.
>You step towards her.
“Stay back, ruffian!”
>Her horn lights up with magic, and you can feel your body begin to be grasped by her magic.
>But she’s an ordinary unicorn, not powerful like Twilight Sparkle.
>Not overpowered by her magic yet, you leap at her.
>Reaching you, you manage to grab her horn with your hand in a tight grip.
>She winces and whines, and her magic dies out.
>Bingo.
>You keep your hand on her horn and squeeze it steadily.
>”Ow... Please...!”
>She tries to pull herself away, stepping this way and that and twisting her head, but is stopped by the pain you cause.
>You don’t even need to hold on that hard to keep her in place.
>With the other arm, you reach around her belly and lift her.
>”No! NO! Stop!”
>She struggles, wiggling and flailing her limbs.
>But she’s a pony, and an unathletic one, so her resistance doesn’t result in much.
>You put her down with her rump towards you.
>When she touches ground, she tries to run.
>But with your arm around her belly and your fingers around her horn, it’s mostly just useless kicking ground.
>Holding her safely against you gives you a chance to feel her body.
>As she goes still, your hand runs along her belly.
>Feeling the round curve of her underside and smooth coat.
>She breathes sharply, anxiously, and you can feel her tremble.

>Eventually your fingers reach down between her hindlegs.
>She gasps when you touch her teats.
>”Please don’t...”
>With one hand securely in her horn, the other continues to explore her.
>You rub her soft teats, first one, then the other.
>Squeeze them lightly and enjoy the unicorn mare’s soft whines.
>You pinch her nipples playfully and feel her squirm.
>It all makes you swell with arousal, and between your legs your erection is eager for action.
>You’re going to enjoy this pony.
>Deciding that that’s enough for foreplay, you start to undo your pants.
>Doing it with only one hand is a little difficult.
>But you can’t let tonight’s prize run.
>After an annoying period of fumbling, you finally get your dick you and ready.
>Flicking Rarity’s stylish tail aside, you then expose her marehood.
>Her soft lips are dark against her almost pristinely white rump.
>You take your dick and line it up against the entrance.
>Prodding it gently at first, you enjoy the moment for a bit.
>She’s soft and warm, and your dick turns to literal steel at the contact.
>Rarity squirms again at your teasing, trying to get away.
>”N-no! Don’t! Please! Not that! Anything but that!”
>You ignore her pleas.
>You’ll take what you want.
>Pushing your tip against the slit, you start to enter her.
>Her body has reacted to the stimuli but she’s still a little dry.
>Not enough to cause trouble, though, and you slam it home.
>Her warm flesh engulfs you, her folds fondling your head and shaft as you suddenly penetrate her.
>Rarity shrieks sharply.

>You take a moment to enjoy the feeling of her insides wrapping around your dick.
>Her pussy doesn’t seem to say no to a dick even as the mare herself starts whimpering quietly.
>You pull back and ram it back in, smashing your crotch against her soft rump.
>You don’t havet he patience to take it slow and start humping the unicorn hard right away.
>Her whimpers turn into ragged breathing and miserable squeals every time you pound her.
>Her horns lights up again and again, but your firm grip on it extinguishes its magic immediately every time.
>Putting your other arm around her, you speed up and relish the feeling of penetrating the fashionista with all your strength.
>Holding her close and firmly, you lean into her neck and inhale the scent of her mane.
>She smells of expensive perfume with an underlying, teasing remnant of proper feminine odour.
>A true refined lady.
>And now all yours whether she likes it or not.
>You hammer into her, her wet tunnel getting wetter with your rough treatment.
>Her rump jiggles and her body rocks with each impact.
>Your delight intensifies more and more, and your lust reaches insatiable heights.
>With your head at her neck, you lock your teeth on her ear and nibble it, making her whimper even more.
>She groans now, her voice thick with misery.
>You start doing the same as your pleasure slowly reaches its peak.
>Rarity then tries to twist her head around.
>”Are you..? No! Please, no! NO NO NO!”
>You ignore her.
>Your whole body craves it and you have no intention of denying it this release.
>You slam your hips into the trapped mare with relentless fury, burying your dick inside her as deeply as possible.
>You grunt with both exhaustion and utter delight as you work towards the glorious pinnacle of pleasure.
>Rarity shrieks and struggles frantically in your secure embrace.

>And then the orgasm hits you.
>Wave upon wave of bliss floods your brain, and your body tenses while shuddering uncontrollably in absolute enjoyment.
>Hilted inside the mare, your dick pumps load after load into her, working hard in emptying all your seed into the female unicorn.
>You hold Rarity close as you enjoy the intense climax.
>She stops struggling, instead beginning to whimper in her helpless state.
>When the orgasm finally ceases, a sense of immense gratification replaces it.
>You take a moment to rest on top of Rarity who has ceased all resistance.
>Her scent drifts into your nose, the same refined female smell.
>Her body lifts and sinks slowly.
>She’s breathing deeply from exhaustion just like you.
>After a few quiet moments you notice something.
>You’re not feeling QUITE satisfied.
>And your dick, still inside Rarity, is still semi-erect.
>You realize you could go for another round.
>You flip the fashionista over on her back, opting for a new position this time.
>She doesn’t struggle against you.
>On her back, you can now see her face.
>Her eyes are red from tears which have mixed with her mascara.
>Black lines run down her cheeks and stain her face.
>Her sapphire eyes stare ahead, focused on nothing in particular.
>Her expression seems stuck in deep sadness.
>She has completely given in to despair.
>You let go of her horn.
>She does nothing.
>Nice.
>Leaning over her, you begin to move slowly.
>Pulling out and pushing in steadily to work your dick back into full stiffness.
>It only takes a little while.
>The defiled unicorn is almost lifeless except for intensified breathing from the stimulation.
>You start pounding her properly, her cunt still wet from the previous bout you gave it.
>Rarity closes her eyes and starts to groan as you smash your hips together.
>You lean down.
>Pushing your lips against hers, you kiss her.

>She fights it half-heartedly, turning her head slightly from side to side
>You pry her lips open with your tongue which isn’t difficult.
>Wriggling in between her teeth, you taste the inside of her mouth and meet her own dispassionate tongue.
>You kiss her deeply and lustfully while ravishing her to your heart’s content.
>Eventually, you break the kiss to get a good breath of air.
>The sweetness of penetrating her depths increases more and more.
>You keep plowing the helpless mare, ignoring any exhaustion as you bury yourself in her over and over.
>Suddenly Rarity starts shivering.
>She cries out as if in agony, her sweet voice distorted with torment, as her body writhes involuntarily.
>Her inner walls squeeze your dick almost as if trying to milk it.
>A few moments later it stops.
>She had an orgasm.
>You smile at her, amused.
>She looks away in obvious shame and dismay, the ruined mascara making her look downright pitiful.
>You’re not done, though.
>Her cunt is practically gushing now, what with the orgasm she just had.
>You get back to work and hilt your dick in her hole, in the usual careless pace.
>As her body rocks with your pounding, she’s quieter now.
>Her groans more like whimpers.
>As you feel your second climax approach, you get an idea.
>You already gave her cunt a load, so why not finish in the other end?
>You pull out of her.
>Her opening spills with both her own feminine fluids and the pearly-white seed you gave her.
>You crawl over her and straddle her head.
>She looks wearily at you from below, a hint of confusion in her face.
>Then you grab her horn and plunge your dick into her mouth.
>Her flat teeth grind harmlessly against your shaft while your tip spears into her mouth and throat.
>Remnants of her juices mix with her saliva as you invade her oral cavity.
>Her eyes shoot open, wide, and she struggles wildly, gurgling and coughing (or trying to).
>She has serious trouble breathing.
>You ignore it and indulge in the fun of it.

>Thrusting down at her while pulling her head in by her horn, you literally face-fuck the unicorn.
>While moving in and out of her mouth, her tongue, cheeks, and throat push against, wrap around, and squeeze your dick.
>In an effort to reject you, you’re aware.
>But it gives you all the feeling you could ask for.
>Her muzzle is pushed against your crotch again and again while you spear into her mouth.
>Her whole body squirms while you ravish her face.
>It doesn’t take long before you reach your peak.
>You pull her in, hard, and go all the way into her unwilling throat.
>Wonderful bliss fills your mind again as you shudder in pure delight.
>You pump load after load of sperm into the fashionista’s throat, while her face reddens and her eyes roll back into her head.
>Not caring if she’s choking, you keep her trapped while your orgasm lasts, making sure she swallows every drop you have.
>Then you let her go.
>You dismount the poor mare and lie down next to her, and keep your eyes on her.
>She immediately rolls over on her side, coughing loudly and desperately sucking in fresh air at the same time.
>Saliva and seed gets thrown from her mouth with every cough, splattering the ground grossly.
>Once she calms down she slumps onto the ground.
>There’s a bit more fire in her eyes now, although she still looks like she has practically given up on life.
>When she suddenly speaks, her voice is weak but full of venom.
>”… you monster…”
>She looks at you.
>Her blue eyes framed by black tears, her mouth drooling with spit and sperm, and her mane a tangled mess.
>The face of a broken, destroyed mare.
>”… why?”
>Her glare is both furious and saddened.
>Should you give her an answer?
>Well, it would be a simple one.
“Because you’re hot.”
>She stares.
>Her eyes water and another mascara-stained tear runs down her face.

>You’re satisfied now.
>But you should probably try to make sure she doesn’t bust you.
“By the way…”
>You think for a moment.
“You probably know better than to tell anyone about this.”
>Her stares goes blank.
“I could always come back for more if you start babbling. Or do worse things.”
>Sounds a little weak, but at least she should be willing to take it seriously.
>You stand up and fix your pants, and get ready to leave Rarity to cleaning herself up.

>The months go by and life in Ponyville is as peaceful as always.
>You were nervous but nobody came to fuck you up for having your way with Rarity.
>Apparently she did take you seriously.
>Until one day you get an invitation to a party from Pinkie Pie.
>A party held in Rarity’s honour.
>She called it something weird but you understood what it was.
>A baby-shower.
>Turns out she’s pregnant.
>You have half a mind to go.
>Could be fun to see how she’s handling it, not to mention what sort of explanation she’s cooked up for her friends.

The End