"Oh, Anon! Over here! We were just talking about you!" Twilight called, no shortage of mirth in her voice.
Anon quickly trotted over to the table, finding both AppleJack and Rainbow eagerly hopping out of their seats to greet him. Before he could even get a word out, his prismatic pegasus lover bolted forward and locked lips with him. The shock of the sudden amorous kiss made him freeze, allowing Rainbow to shove her tongue into his mouth once more. Thankfully, she was much more restrained than the previous night and early morning, and within seconds, broke the kiss with a smirk.
"Missed ya', hot stuff." Rainbow purred.
"Missed you girls too." Anon replied, finally unfreezing himself.
"Now I know you ain't gonna let Dash get a kiss and not give me one." AppleJack playfully teased, looking up at him.
Quickly obliging her, Anon kneeled down and pulled the farmer pony into a deep kiss. She didn't try to taste his esophagus like Rainbow had, though she hooked a foreleg around his neck and held him there for a good ten seconds until she got her fill. Pulling away with a pop, AppleJack smirked and nodded toward the table Twilight was still sitting at.
"Saved yer seat, partner. Let's eat." AppleJack announced.
Though she was trying her best to hide it, there was a distinct blush on Twilight's face, and her tail whipped back and forth as if she were agitated about something, under the table. Her wings were noticeably flared, though not quite enough to draw too much attention to her. While Anon was getting better and better at understanding pony body language, he paid it no mind. As far as he could tell, Twilight was just a little flushed from watching him make out with two of her closest friends right in front of her.
"Well, you three certainly have become more intimate. When Rainbow and AppleJack told me that you were starting a herd, I didn't believe it at first. I mean, these two? Sharing? They're the most competitive mares I know!" Twilight greeted with a laugh.
As Anon sat down, Rainbow and AppleJack quickly took the seats on either side of him.
"Ah, well... what can I say? It just sorta... happened." Anon replied with a chuckle.
"Well if something is meant to be, it usually does just sorta... happen." Twilight giggled.
While Anon nodded in agreement, AppleJack leaned on her foreleg and smiled at her strange human stallion, "Twilight here saw Dash an' me waitin' for ya'. Figured she'd come chat and before we knew it, Dash spilled the beans." She teased.
Rainbow rolled her eyes as Anon and Twilight laughed, "Well what was I supposed to do? Lie to her? The Element of Honesty herself wouldn't just come out and say it, so I did." She declared, proudly.
"I wasn't opposed to tellin' Twi. I was just sayin' we should wait for the right moment." AppleJack rebutted, rolling her eyes back at her prismatic friend.
"Um... what exactly did you guys... tell her?" Anon asked, slightly nervous.
Though he wasn't afraid of the Princess of Friendship by any stretch- she was kind, compassionate, cute, and had an ass that could rival even Princess Luna- he couldn't deny that the thought of grossing her out or making her feel awkward around him was a prospect he'd rather avoid like the plague. Attractive or not, the lavender alicorn was one of his closest friends and the only one who'd practically bent over backwards to accommodate him after his surprise relocation to Equestria. Even the thought of making her dislike him the slightest bit made him uneasy.
"Just that you're the best smelling salt-lick in all of Equestria and that she should give you a try." Rainbow smugly replied, making Anon do a double take.
"Wait, what?" He replied, bewilderment in his voice.
"Twi was curious as to what we both saw in ya'. Not in a bad way or nothin', just a curious way. So we told her all about'cha." AppleJack wiggled her eyebrows at him.
Anon quietly groaned as his gaze fell back on Twilight.
"Uh, hehe... they may have mentioned something about your... sweat?" Twilight responded to the unasked question.
Even after the last several days of debauchery and lewdness, Anon couldn't help but flush in embarrassment. Instantly picking up on his frayed nerves, Rainbow playfully slugged him in the shoulder.
"Aw, don't be all bashful about it, big guy. Ponies are big on scents, and yours is the best any of us have ever smelled." Rainbow offered, encouragingly.
While the words were appreciated, they did little to help the bashful look on Anon's face as he sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck.
"I do have to say," Twilight began, before sniffing the air a few times, "I can tell you took a shower but you still smell like AppleJack and Rainbow... and another mare?" She asked, tilting her head to the side.
"Anon, did'ja buck another mare between this mornin' and now?" AppleJack questioned, mild amusement on her face.
Anon suddenly froze. Despite all of his gusto to go with the moon princess, he hadn't even considered if the two mares beside him would be okay with it. A wave of nausea and nerves washed over him as a pit formed in his stomach at the prospect of having slighted his friends before their new relationship even had a chance to begin. Quickly picking up on the look of dread appearing on Anon's face, AppleJack quickly patted his thigh with her foreleg.
"Aw, don'tcha go getting all freaked out, hun. I'm just playin'. We haven't exactly officially claimed ya' yet, so it's not a big deal." AppleJack comforted.
Anon let out a long sigh of relief, "Oh, man... that's so good to hear. Thank you." He replied.
"So who was she? She couldn't have been better than me, right?" Rainbow pried, a confident smirk on her face.
"Uh..." Anon murmured, glancing down at the floor.
"Come on, Anon! Spill it! Now you've got me curious!" Twilight pressed, now sitting on the edge of her seat.
"Well... it was... uh... Princess Luna." Anon quietly replied, just barely loud enough for the mares around him to hear.
A few pregnant moments of silence reigned over the group as Anon awaited a response, his nerves growing worse and worse by the second.
"I'm sorry, what?" Twilight did a double take after her mind had time to reboot.
"Did'ja say Princess Luna? As in, Princess Luna?" AppleJack questioned.
Even Rainbow was rendered speechless by the admission.
"Um... yeah... Apparently, a lot of ponies were having wet dreams about me and well... she wanted to see why. She was in my apartment when I got home." Anon explained, once again sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck.
"Holy buck." Twilight muttered, startling all of her friends.
"Woah, Twilight just swore." Rainbow shook her head in disbelief.
"I ain't never heard that girl swear." AppleJack added.
"I'm sorry, I'm just... what?! Princess Luna came and just... threw herself at you?" Twilight questioned, the disbelief filling her voice.
Anon shrugged, "Well... she wanted to see if me being sweaty was what was causing it-"
"And she just threw herself at you after a few minutes of exposure to your sweat?" Twilight raised an eyebrow.
"To be fair, his scent is unbearably hot. It's like it instantly sends you into estrus." Rainbow commented.
"It does fire you up somethin' fierce." AppleJack agreed.
"So, uh... you guys aren't upset?" Anon asked, cautiously.
"What? Buck no, dude! This is awesome! Even a princess wants a piece of you! We hit the jackpot with you!" Rainbow exclaimed, quickly wrapping her forelegs around Anon's waist.
"Seconded. Besides, it ain't like ponies don't usually share stallions anyway." AppleJack shrugged.
"Wait... really?" Anon questioned.
"Oh yeah. Estrus season comes around twice a year and there's only so many stallions to go around. Most mares have to share. You don't want your friends to go a whole estrus season without a good stud to quench their heat." Rainbow explained.
"Last season, the girls all had Big Mac and I got Rarity's dad to help me out. It ain't nothin' out of the ordinary." AppleJack elaborated.
Anon shook his head in disbelief, "Huh... you ponies always manage to surprise me when I least expect it."
"We could say the same for you. Had we known you smell so darn nice when ya' work up a sweat, we probably wouldn't have been able to keep ourselves off of ya' last estrus." AppleJack shrugged.
"I still have to point out that Anon's scent getting Princess Luna to let him bed her is a bit out of the ordinary. I'm curious as to the potential aphrodisiacal qualities of Anon's sweat, if it can drive even an alicorn as old and powerful as her to let a creature she barely knows rut her." Twilight spoke up, redirecting attention back to her.
"What're you saying, Twilight?" Anon asked, tilting his head to the side.
"I'm saying that- assuming you're comfortable with it of course- I would like to run some tests in my castle. Princess Luna is fantastic, but acquiring accurate data isn't exactly her strong suit. I'd just like to see if I can rule some theories out, myself." Twilight explained, though there was the faintest hint of a blush on her lavender cheeks.
While Anon's attention was focused solely on the pony in front of him, both AppleJack and Rainbow shared a knowing look and smirk.
"Well, uh... I mean, I'm sure we can do something like that at some point. Luna did kinda just make me sweat and start smelling me so it wasn't really super... scientific." Anon admitted.
"Great! How's right now?" Twilight questioned, a little too quickly.
"Now? As in now, now? I'm sorry Twi, but I was gonna talk with AppleJack an-" Anon began.
"You can go with her." AppleJack dismissively replied, cutting him off.
"What?" Anon asked in surprise.
"Yeah, dude. We've pretty much established that you're our herd stallion now, so you can go with Twilight. I've gotta get back to cloud busting before it's too late, anyway." Rainbow replied.
"An' I gotta head back to the farm. This was always just supposed to be a quick chat to make sure we all understood what we were gettin' ourselves into." AppleJack added.
Slightly confused, but seeing no reason to push the issue, Anon shrugged and relented, "Alright, I guess I can go with you, Twi."
"Oh, wonderful! I can't wait to collect all this data!" Twilight squealed in excitement.
"Hehe, ya'll go do yer science-y stuff. Have fun and enjoy yerselves." AppleJack coolly announced, before quickly pecking Anon on the cheek and hopping off her seat.
"Try not to be too much of an egghead while you've got him, Twi." Rainbow teased, before also darting in and hotly kissing Anon.
With that, both mares headed off, leaving Anon alone with Twilight.
"So, uh... when do you wanna-" Anon began.
"Right now!" Twilight cheerily exclaimed, igniting her horn.
Within a millisecond, the outdoor environment was suddenly replaced with the interior of Twilight's castle. The crystal floors and walls reflected the bright light of the sun all over the interior, making the entire structure appear as bright and vivid as it was outside, even without any kind of interior lighting. Anon stumbled slightly from the sudden relocation, but teleportation was hardly new to him in the magical world of talking equines he resided in.
"Woah, geez... warn a guy before you do that, Twi." Anon chuckled, shaking the stars from his eyes.
"I know, I know. I'm sorry! I just have so much more I need to learn about you that I didn't even know before and I forgot to ask." Twilight replied, a blush on her face.
"So, uh... what kinds of tests do you want to do? I imagine I'm going to work up a sweat?" Anon asked, curiously.
"Oh, it won't be too bad. I have a treadmill here that you can run on for a bit. I want to see if there's any difference in pheromone production based on physical exertion or if it happens when you sweat naturally to cool your body when you're just hot." Twilight quickly explained, practically prancing down the hallway, beckoning Anon to follow.
Anon followed behind, quickly finding himself in the exercise room of the castle. While the amenities were sparse compared to a public gym, Twilight did indeed have a treadmille, some free weights, and yoga mats laid out for her daily exercise routine. Even he was surprised to learn that the homely bookworm kept herself in decent shape.
"Alright, you go ahead and just start running on the treadmill and I'll bring in my data collecting equipment. I'll be back before you even have a chance to work up a sweat." Twilight instructed, bolting out of the room and leaving Anon to his devices.
Shrugging slightly, Anon walked over to the treadmill and pursed his lips. He glanced down at his clothing, his brow furrowing just a touch. As much as he wanted to help Twilight out, the prospect of soaking his recently changed clothing with sweat was slightly less than optimal. Anon quickly decided that if things were going where he assumed they were likely going, he'd be ridding himself of the garments anyway. Deciding to test the waters ever so slightly, Anon undressed, stripping down to his underwear.
"Welp, here goes nothin'." He shrugged, stepping forward.
It took no time at all for Anon to break a sweat on the device. The temperature was just barely too warm to be comfortable already, and the added exertion of running when he was still not in the best shape of his life meant that Anon was panting and covered in a thin sheen of sweat within five minutes. Much to his surprise, nearly ten minutes passed before he heard the door open once more.
"Sorry about the- oof- wait. There were a few charts I needed to... get!" Twilight grunted, heaving with her magic as she backed into the room, dragging a whiteboard and several strange looking machines.
Wiping a bead of sweat from her own brow, Twilight turned around, ducking under several wires that were hanging from the strange contraptions she was carrying. She only made it one step further into the room before the smell hit her, and hit her hard.
"O-Oh... my..." Twilight whispered, her pupils dilating almost instantly.
"Hey... Twi... didn't want to... get my clothes... soaked again..." Anon panted, giving a small wave to the starstuck alicorn.
Quickly shaking her head of the depraved thoughts filling her mind, Twilight forced a bright smile, "Oh, of course! That's perfectly understandable. It looks like you've already broken a sweat. That was faster than expected." She teased, bringing her equipment over beside the treadmill.
"Eh, it's... summer." Anon shrugged.
Twilight giggled, "Fair enough. Well, you just keep doing what you're doing. I'll just... buck me... uh, I'll just hook this up to you and we can capture some data.
Now so close to Anon, Twilight's sinuses were utterly flooded with his scent as he exerted himself. The pungent aroma of sweet salty flavor that wafted into her muzzle from so close was so tantalizing and delicious that she couldn't help but lick her lips. Twilight instantly felt her marehood moisten as she observed Anon, his rather lithe frame pulsing with flexing muscles as he pumped his arms back and forth. The sight was almost hypnotizing, making Twilight halt in place and simply enjoy the view. It was only when she felt a trail of drool dribble down her chin that she realized what she was doing and quickly wiped it away, hopeful that Anon hadn't seen anything.
Luckily for her, he was too busy running to focus on her drooling over him, so she quickly attached a series of probes to him while he ran. The little doodads stuck in place all over Anon's arms, back, chest, and legs, connecting him to the machine that instantly powered up upon sensing a living organism attached to its sensors. Real time vitals data appeared on the screen, allowing Twilight to observe as Anon continued to exercise beside her.
At least, that's what she was trying to do.
The scent of Anon's body was quickly forming lustful images in her head and forcing her to grind her thighs together to get some semblance of pleasure in the heated haze emanating from her lower lips. She was so distracted by her constant fidgeting and little darts of pleasure that she didn't even realize that her tail was flagged as high as it could go, practically spilling all over her back. Her nostrils flared repeatedly as she practically inhaled Anon's pheremones.
"So, um... y-your vitals are looking good... a-and the smellometer is detecting a large amount of pheremones in your sweat." Twilight noted aloud, notably struggling to speak as her clit winked out on its own accord.
Anon nearly paused mid-run as he heard her, "Smell... ometer? What the hell is even that?" Anon questioned.
"It... measures the amount of pheremones a creature- sweet Celestia- puts out when exercising and- buck me- puts it into a measurable number." Twilight explained, her body subconsciously leaning toward Anon.
"That... sounds made up... but alright." Anon shrugged, continuing his run.
Another few minutes passed in silence, the only sound in the air being the heavy breathing of the lone human, and the deep inhales of the lone alicorn beside him. Soon enough, it became too much for her to bear.
"A-alright, I think that's enough running. You're more than sweaty enough." Twilight instructed, gulping as she inhaled yet another hit of Anon's scent.
Anon quickly slowed to a halt, still panting slightly as he stepped off of the treadmill, "Alright. Got the data you needed?" He inquired.
Twilight dumbly nodded, her eyes lingering on the sweat-soaked seams of Anon's underwear, and the noticeable bulge underneath.
"H-here... let me get those probes off of you." She offered, stepping toward him.
Anon raised an eyebrow at the lack of any magic coming from the literal element of magic but quickly got his answer as Twilight leaned in and bit down on one of the probes, smothering her muzzle against his thigh in the process and flooding her sinuses with his smell.
"Ah, so you too, huh?" Anon asked, chuckling slightly.
"B-buck... Anon... how do you smell this good?" Twilight pressed, nuzzling her cheek against Anon's thigh as she dropped the probe from her mouth.
Anon simply shrugged, "I dunno... been wondering the same thing myself for the past few days but it seems like every chance I get to get some answers, things take a bit of a... uh... lewd turn, hehe." He sheepishly scratched the back of his neck.
"Hmmmmm, want it to take another lewd turn?" Twilight mumbled, her eyes rolling back in her head as she pressed her muzzle against Anon's groin and deeply inhaled his musk.
The scent was so strong and powerful at the source, trapped by his only layer of clothing that Twilight's marehood instantly seized on itself, squirting out a small jet of lubrication onto the floor underneath her. Even as Anon stared in shock at the lewd display, she didn't appear to notice, her attention focused entirely on the scents and feelings filling her brain with the urge to mate.
"Anon... c-can we..." Twilight trailed off, her hoof already migrating down to massage her slit.
Anon breathed a small sigh of relief, "To be honest, I was really worried you'd be grossed out by all this. Really glad to see that isn't the case."
"Grossed out? Anon, I think I just came a little from smelling you. At this rate if you don't buck me silly, I'm going to lose my mind!" Twilight panted, before licking Anon's stomach to catch as much of his salty sweat as she could.
"Alright, alright. You don't have to tell me twice." Anon relented, quickly pulling the last of the probes off of his upper torso.
Once more, before he could even so much as speak, Twilight's horn ignited, teleporting them into her bedroom. The sudden relocation, while disorientating, did result in Anon laying down on Twilight's bed, which was much comfier than his own. He was quickly snapped from his considerations on mattress materials as Twilight climbed on top of him, her tongue drawing long, slow licks up his torso until she reached his neck, before greedily swallowing and repeating the motion. From his perspective, Anon could literally see Twilight's nectar dripping from her needy snatch as she busied herself in tasting him. Her whorish moans were music to his ears as he reached down to slip his underwear off.
With some minor fenagling, due in no small part to the awkward position of Twilight on top of him, Anon managed to slide his underwear down until his cock was free to spring out into the air. With his sword now freed from its sheath, Anon quickly grabbed Twilight under both forelegs and hefted her up his chest, lining her dripping snatch up with his cock almost perfectly.
"Hah... N-Nonny?" Twilight drunkenly asked, her eyes rolling in her head as her mind swam in his pheremones.
Rather than verbally answer, Anon simply sild her down his lap until his cockhead pressed against her syrupy folds. The gentle contact sent an instant jolt of lighting up Twilight's spine, snapping her back to the present. She quickly glanced back at her hindquarters, her horn lighting up and grabbing a hold of Anon's shaft. The magical contact, while warm and slightly strange in its texture, simply could not compare with the hot, moist, and soft confines of Twilight's pussy as he slowly slipped inside. While Twilight was certainly tight, there was a certain amount of give to her folds that allowed penetration even at their slow and awkward angle. Such slow insertion made the process just that much sweeter as Anon's cockhead kissed her womb and he bottomed out inside her her sopping cunt.
"B-b-buck..." Twilight muttered, her entire body trembling.
Twilight slowly leaned back, her hooves supporting her on Anon's thighs as she threw her head back. She slowly rocked back and forth, riding his cock in slow, steady movements. She bit her lip as the tip of his cock brushed against her g-spot, sending a jolt of violent pleasure straight up her spinal cord and into her brain. Endorphins flooded her system as her clit greedily winked against the base of Anon's shaft again and again.
"I see why... Dash and AJ fell for you..." Twilight breathed, her eyes squeezing shut as her hips continued to roll back and forth.
"Twi... you feel so good." Anon muttered, his hands migrating to her hips and grabbing a handful of her plush flank.
While there was certainly a doughy layer of fat on the bookworm alicorn's ass, there was a noticeable layer of muscle underneath. Tensing repeatedly like coiled steel, Twilight's cheeks filled the entirety of Anon's palms while she rubbed herself on him. After some time of just feeling him inside her, Twilight finally stood up, unsheathing his cock from her folds until just the head of his cock kissed her lower lips.
"Hah... y-you ready?" Twilight asked, breathing hotly.
Anon gently cupped Twilight's cheek and pressed his forehead against hers, "I'm good whenever you are. No rush." He gently offered.
Twilight shakily nodded, "I-is is that obvious this is my first time?" She asked.
"It is?" Anon replied, clearly surprised.
If it was even possible, Twilight's blush somehow deepened, "W-well, I've played with toys before a-and Big Mac offered to help me last estrus b-but I just wasn't ready for a stallion as... well, big as him." She explained.
Anon snickered, "I thought AJ said you guys all got the Big Mac treatment?"
Twilight shook her head, "I asked him to tell her that we did it... I-I didn't want to be rude and refuse an offer like that. You know how AppleJack gets about her southern hospitality." She chuckled.
Anon laughed before cupping Twilight's other cheek and pulling her into a gentle, passionate kiss. Slightly surprised by the action, the purple alicorn halted her movement and simply allowed the man beneath her to probe her lips with his tongue. She opened her mouth to meet him, prompting a slow dance of their tongues that allowed her to savor all of the salty flavors that filled Anon's mouth. Contrary to any of the other mares he'd kissed, there was a distinct lack of haste to the kiss. It was as if both of them simply wanted to savor the taste of each other and the moment of closeness and intimacy before moving on to the main act.
However, as with everything else in the bedroom, it was only a precursor to the real event. Twilight slowly sat back down on Anon's lap, sheathing his cock inside of her once more. When he bottomed out, she lifted herself up yet again, this time with the assistance of her wings, before dropping down like a stone. The sudden impact, both on Anon's hips and Twilight's cervix, finally forced them to break the kiss as both grunted from a mixture of pain and pleasure.
"B-buck..." Twilight whimpered, her own sweat starting to form on her brow as she continued the strenuous effort of properly riding Anon's shaft.
For his part, Anon was quick to meet Twilight halfway, thrusting his hips up just as she came down. The contact sent meaty *plaps* of flesh impacting against flesh ringing out through the room. The uptick in tempo allowed Twilight to get some extra momentum from her legs, allowing her to essentially bounce on Anon's cock with much less effort on her part. The end result was a pleasure feedback loop that quickly drove the lavender princess past the brink of her admittedly short sexual stamina.
"I-I'm c-cumming!" Twilight cried, her wings flaring out and sparks shooting out of her horn.
Anon felt a wave of nectar wash over his lap, flooding his crotch with Twilight's marish juices as she rode the waves of ecstasy over and over. He quickly decided that if he was going to be Twilight's first lay ever, he better damn well make it the most memorable lay she'd ever have as well. Quickly leveraging his weight against hers while she was too distracted by her orgasm to fight back, Anon kicked his legs up and used the momentum to sit upright, his cock still sheathed in Twilight's pulsing folds. From his newfound position on top of her, Anon quickly pinned both of her hind legs to the bed on either side of her head. If the position was uncomfortable for the little equine, she certainly didn't show it as yet another wail of orgasmic bliss erupted from her lungs while Anon thrust into her again.
Now able to control the pace of their lovemaking, Anon quickly pushed as hard and fast as he could, prolonging and heightening Twilight's already intense orgasm until she was screaming in rapture. Anon's hips moved in a blur, pounding against Twilight's cute little ass like a jackhammer. More and more of her marecum gushed out around his cock, lubricating and soaking his shaft in her essence as Twilight's eyes rolled back in her head again and again.
Finally, Anon felt the sweet call of release beckoning to him as the tightness in his balls grew. Pushing as hard as he could, he thrust and thrust until he could thrust no more, and promptly hilted as deeply as his hips would allow into the lavender alicorn. Said plunge sent his cock spearing straight into her womb, sending yet another round of orgasmic ecstasy coursing through Twilight's veins. She cried out in glee, only to be silenced as Anon's lips connected with hers. Instantly kissing back, she moaned into his mouth as she felt spurt after spurt of fiery human seed pump into her womb. The sheer pleasure of the moment nearly overwhelmed her, but she persisted into the kiss, her forelegs wrapping around Anon's neck to keep him close as he filled her with his seed.
As with all good things, it was not destined to last, and eventually, the pair had to pull away from each other, if only to look into each other's eyes and catch their breaths. Both panting and beet red, the man and pony beheld each other as if there simply were nothing else in the world beside them. The feeling of bliss and euphoria radiated from both of them, making the moment seem all the longer as they both slowly came down from their mutual high.
"That was... the most amazing experience I've ever had." Twilight breathlessly murmured.
"You sure are something else, Twi." Anon replied, just as breathlessly.
"Do you think..." Twilight sheepishly trailed off.
"Think what?" Anon pressed.
"Do you think you might have... room for one more in your herd?" Twilight bashfully questioned.
Anon grinned, "Hell, Twi. For you? Always"
-x-X-x-
Nearly a week after adding Twilight to his ever-growing herd, Anon found himself strolling out and about on the town with a chipper smile on his face. News that his salty scent basically sent mares into estrus and stallions into rut just from a whiff, had spread like wildfire and before he knew it, the entire town eyed him with a renewed sense of interest. Idle glances that lingered just a hair longer than was socially acceptable, or the frequent batted eyelashes sent his way made Anon smile.
While normally he'd be utterly exhausted from sexually servicing not one, not two, but three mares throughout his day, as well as Princess Luna in his dreams every night, Anon found himself utterly filled with energy and vigor. It was almost as if the more mares he filled with his seed, the more energy and mirth he found himself with.
All that to say, even with frequent washing, his clothes were beginning to tear and stink from the constant sexual escapades he found himself engaging in. Granted, the mares around him practically buried their snouts in his clothing, huffing his scent as if it were oxygen itself, but the rips and tears from more than one aggressive amorous affair with his lovers had left him little choice. He had to acquire a new wardrobe, and who better to provide such an ensemble than the most gifted and renowned seamstress in all of Ponyville-nay, all of Equestria?
Taking the scenic route, Anon enjoyed the peaceful, early morning summer air of the quaint little town of Ponyville on his way to Rarity's boutique. He smiled and waved at a passing mare as she practically turned and gasped at the sight of him, her nostrils flaring as she desperately tried to catch a whiff of his essence. Chuckling in amusement at the sight, Anon proceeded until the thatched straw roofs of the homes on the outer edge of town gave way to the more sturdily built, stone and mortar structures near the town square.
It was there that he found his destination just a stone's throw past Sugarcube corner. He warily eyed the building as if expecting his favorite pink menace to pop out from the front door and tackle him the way she usually did, Anon walked past the sugary-themed restaurant. Whether it was luck or fate, Pinkie appeared to be busy, as he hadn't seen her all week. Shrugging to himself at the lack of pink in his life, Anon continued on his way, soon arriving at the front door of Carousal Boutique.
"Alright, let's hope you can make me something that's a bit more... tear resistant." Anon muttered, glancing down at the most recent pair of underwear torn asunder by the rainbow maned monster he called a lover.
Chuckling slightly at the mental image of Rainbow turning into a giant feral beast intent on devouring his underwear, Anon walked up to the carousal-themed building and politely knocked. A moment passed before he heard a voice practically sing from inside.
"Come in!"
Knowing full well just who's melodic voice that was, Anon opened the door and made his way inside. The interior of the building always struck him as relatively spartan, with the entire floor emptied, save for a few stations where Rarity set up ponyquins for showing off her latest clothing, or the occasional stage where she had one of her friends model. Most of the actual work happened upstairs, a fact he knew only from the mare herself as she came trotting down the stairs. Her gorgeous snow white coat shown in the mid-morning light, contrasting beautifully against her deep purple mane. Those sapphire eyes of her lit up as she saw him, her sweet smile forming only a fraction of a second later.
"Anon! Darling, how've you been? It feels like ages since I've last seen you." Rarity chirped, her voice filling his ears like a beautiful melody.
"Hey Rarity. Yeah, sorry about that. It's been... really busy the last week." Anon trailed off with a chuckle.
A slight blush adorned Rarity's face as she smugly grinned at Anon, "So I've heard. Tell me, how are AppleJack and Rainbow Dash treating you? I know Twilight is a sweetheart but I always found Rainbow and AppleJack's approach to romance to be a bit... brutish." She responded.
Anon snickered, "Yeah, that's true... kinda the reason I'm here, actually." He explained, holding up his tattered clothing.
"My goodness! Darling, did Rainbow and AppleJack get their hooves on these or was it a pack of hungry timberwolves?" Rarity exclaimed, taking the torn clothing in her magical grasp.
Anon sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, "Uh, well... it was definitely Rainbow and AppleJack, but they kinda acted like feral timberwolves if I'm being honest."
Though he could barely see it, Anon noticed the flaring of Rarity's nostrils as she held his clothes up to her eye to inspect. Even if she didn't intend to, she'd brought her muzzle right up to a pair of unwashed undergarments that had been positively soaked in sweat just a couple days ago. Her blush increasing quite noticeably on her alabaster coat, Rarity gulped and folded the underwear as best as she could.
"Ahem, well... it appears that these will definitely need to be replaced. I assume that's what you've come for?" She questioned, as professionally as she could.
Anon nodded, "I was wondering if you could, and how much it would cost to do that."
Rarity quickly shook her head, "Oh, don't even begin to speak of cost, darling. It's always a treat to make clothing for you. Your unique physique is quite a challenge and, dare I say... growing quite defined." She noted, not-so-subtly glancing all over Anon's body.
Anon looked down at himself, raising an eyebrow. True enough, there was a noticeable distinction in the amount of muscle definition all over his body. His chest was larger, his arms more defined and larger, and especially his legs, were thicker than just a week prior. Truth be told, even he was surprised to see just how much growth his body had gone through in such a short amount of time. A blush wormed its way onto his face as he took in the compliment from one of the prettiest mares he knew.
"Aww, thanks Rarity... I've just uh... been getting a lot of exercise in the past week." He admitted.
Rarity smirked, "I assumed Rainbow would whip you into shape, but my word, her and AppleJack together have turned you into quite the stud." She replied, before turning around to head to the stairs leading to the second floor.
Anon blushed at the compliment, "Oh, I don't know about that..." He trailed off, seeing the briefest flash of Rarity's sex as her tail flicked to the side.
While he couldn't be sure if the move was intentional or not, recent events had led him to err on the side of recklessness and assume that it was on purpose. The quick and salacious side-eye Rarity gave him only further emboldened his belief and a sly grin started to form on his face as he watched her leave.
"You know, this shouldn't take too long... You're more than welcome to join me upstairs while I work, Anon." Rarity offered, glancing over her wither.
Seeing the obvious invitation being offered to him, Anon smiled and nodded, "Well, don't mind if I do."
With that, Anon followed after her, heading up the stairs to the second floor. Several times along the walk, Rarity's tail swept out of the way, making it more and more obvious that she was putting on an impromptu show for him. The way her hips swayed back and forth only further served to highlight the absolutely delicious curvature of her ass. Anon found himself licking his lips in anticipation as the soft white pony before him all but begged him to spread her legs and breed her.
Soon enough, they reached the second story of the building and entered Rarity's sewing room. There were several different ponyquins laid out with dozens of different fabrics and dresses thrown all over them. While the downstairs lobby area of the boutique was clean and pristine, it was clear that all the mess was centered entirely in the upstairs where Rarity actually worked. While she'd never admit it, she was most definitely a messy mare when it came to her work.
Smiling confidently as he closed the door behind him, Anon crossed his arms and leaned against the wall as Rarity walked over to her sewing station. Her horn lit up in a sapphire aura that matched her beautiful eyes as she levitated several rolls of cloth and fabric from the drawers beside her, along with donning her red, cat-eye eyeglasses. While she quickly set them up and started her sewing machine, the fashionista curiously didn't throw away his tattered and torn underwear. In fact, she kept the garments on the table beside her, her nostrils flaring repeatedly as she set about her work.
"So... the master at work, huh?" Anon groused, playfully raising an eyebrow at Rarity's work ethic.
She returned his gesture with a smug side-eye of her own, her tail wafting her natural scent toward Anon as she worked.
"Oh, darling, if you want to see more clearly, you should get closer. I know you have good eyesight, but the devil is in the details, after all." She teased, going so far as to give him a wink.
Chuckling slightly as he pushed himself off the wall and made his way over to Rarity, Anon ran his hand through his hair, sweeping his hair back slightly and not-so-subtly showing off his chest and abdomen muscles as his shirt was pulled tight against his body. The sight sent a clear shiver of excitement through Rarity's entire body as she bit her lip and rocked her hips side to side.
As Anon approached and stood beside Rarity, he was made privy to the smell of her arousal as it wafted from her nethers up to his nostrils, due in no small part to how her tail was waving back and forth. With his new position just beside her, Anon could just barely make out the faintest damp spot forming on the chair under her. The sight alone made his manhood swell with blood and vigor as the thought of pinning the sexy little fashion mare to the ground and fucking her over and over, entered his mind.
"Wow... you... certainly have filled in quickly, haven't you?" Rarity asked, her eyes glued to the bulging chest that Anon bore through his shirt.
Seeing no reason to not be bold and direct, given all the other signs he'd quickly picked up on, Anon replied, "I could say the same for you. You've got curves in all the right places."
Rarity's snow white cheeks quickly took on a red tint as she bashfully looked away and fanned herself, "My, my... so forward... herding with Rainbow, AppleJack, and Twilight has really increased your confidence. Such a bold thing to say to a lady..." She purred.
"Well..." Anon replied, leaning in closely, "I've also just now noticed how beautiful your eyes are when they sparkle in the sunlight. If I'm being honest... I've always thought you were pretty, but lately? You're fucking gorgeous." He firmly asserted, holding eye contact with her the whole time.
Her jaw dropping slightly, both at Anon's use of profanity and the sudden boldness he'd hit her with, Rarity couldn't help the flush that turned her entire face, ears, and neck crimson. Her clit winked out as she inhaled yet another whiff of his scent. The salty pheromones emanating from the thoroughly used undergarments beside her, combined with the sight before her and the fresh wave of pheromones she could smell emanating from his warm body, sent her mind reeling as a wave of pleasure shot up her spine.
"Oh, Anon..." Rarity whispered, leaning against his torso.
Cradling her head with his hand, Anon leaned in until his face was just a few precious inches from hers, "Rarity... you're gorgeous... and I want to show you just how much I can appreciate that beauty." Anon smirked.
Without giving so much as a moment of thought to her actions, Rarity darted forward, locking her lips with Anon and hooking a foreleg around his neck to hold him close. Unlike all of the previous mares he'd kissed, Anon found that she didn't want to immediately shove her tongue down his throat. Instead, there was something almost regally reserved about the way she gently prodded his lips with her tongue, politely asking for entry. Being the gentleman he was, Anon acquiesced to her request, meeting her halfway with his own tongue and starting a slow dance of passion that served to heighten both of their arousals even further.
Slowly and surely, Anon's hands migrated further down Rarity's body, teasing and caressing her form with featherlight touches all along her generous curves. The contact brought forth a whimper of delight from the snow white pony, making her fidget some more on her chair and grind her loins against the fabric she sat on. She broke their kiss with a sharp gasp of pleasure as Anon pinched one of her teats between his finger, lightly rolling the nubby flesh of her nipple between his thumb and index finger. He traced around her areola, sending electric jolts of pleasure straight to her marehood, making it practically seize upon itself in arousal.
"Oh, buck... I need you..." Rarity softly moaned, her tongue lolling out of her mouth.
"What're you two doing?" A young, squeaky, and feminine voice suddenly asked from the doorway, making both Anon and Rarity freeze.
Slowly turning their heads, they saw Rarity's little sister, Sweetie Belle, tilting her head to the side in confusion from the doorway. Thankfully, Anon's position hid any of the lewd contact between them from the prepubescent filly, but hot blushes of embarrassment exploded on both Anon and Rarity's faces regardless.
"A-ah-Sweetie Belle! W-w-what are you doing up here? I thought you were out playing with your friends?" Rarity hastily asked, hoping to Celestia that her little sister hadn't seen anything.
"Apple Bloom and Scootaloo had to leave to go help AppleJack and Rainbow with something. Neither one of them would tell them what it was, but only that it was for a very special event. I came back to see what you were up to." Sweetie Belle replied, innocently.
"Ah, I see..." Rarity muttered, her mind still reeling from the pheromones surrounding her and the man standing frozen still beside her.
A quick glance downward made it clear just why Anon wasn't moving. The tent he was pitching in his pants could rival Big Macintosh for subtlety. Not wanting to put the man in an awkward situation with her little sister, and especially wanting to protect the innocence of the filly, Rarity tried to tell her to leave. However, just as she opened her mouth, Sweetie Belle stepped further into the room, her nostrils flaring.
"What's that weird smell in here?" Sweetie Belle inquired, tilting her head up and sniffing at the air.
Anon's eyes went wide at the possible implications of an underage filly catching a whiff of his scent. He quickly glanced down to Rarity, a panicked look in his face. Seeing the fear in his eyes, Rarity quickly hopped off of her chair and made her way over to her little sister.
"Oh, apologies for that, Sweetie. I... well, I went into season early. Mister Anon here was just offering to bring me some 'beat-the-heat' tonic from Zecora." Rarity hastily lied, her mind still swirling with arousal as a bead of her nectar slowly dribbled down her thigh.
"Oh! Really? I thought you went into heat last month?" Sweetie Belle inquired, tilting her head to the side.
"L-like I said... really early... A-anyways, I hate to just usher you out, but I have a few things I need to finish before Mister Anon and I head out to Zecora's." Rarity replied.
Sweetie Belle immediately pouted, "Aww... but I wanted to spend some time with you. Isn't there anything I can do to help?" She asked, giving her best puppydog eyes.
Rarity bit her lip. Even through the haze of horny emotions filling her mind, her little sister's puppydog eyes were a profound weakness of hers. It took a moment, but her eyes soon lit up in excitement as she thought of a way to avoid explaining the birds and bees to her little sister.
"Actually, I just had an idea! Sweetie, if you want to help, could you be a dear and go over to Zecora's to get that tonic for me?" Rarity beamed, a triumphant smile on her face.
Sweetie Belle's face lit up in excitement, "Oh! I can do that! 'Beat the Heat', right?"
Rarity nodded, "Yes, darling. Now, off you go! Be sure to take the safe route!"
Sweetie Belle playfully rolled her eyes, "I know, I know. I've gone there a hundred times before. I'll be back in about an hour!" She called as she trotted out the door.
As the sounds of the filly's hoofsteps faded into the distance, Rarity shut the door and locked it with her magic. Both man and mare let out a long sigh of relief as the potential incident was over, before turning to each other once more.
"Apologies for that... I didn't think she would be home for... quite some time." Rarity apologized, heading into her closet.
Anon nodded, "Oh, no worries. Listen, I... uh, if the mood's kinda ruined, we don't have to do this now. I understand if you're not really feeling it anymore after... that."
A few moments of silence was the only answer Anon received.
"Uh, Rarity?" He asked again, leaning over slightly to see into the closet.
Rather than verbally reply, Rarity stepped out into her room dressed in one of the sexiest sets of lingerie Anon had ever seen. Black, lacy stockings rode all the way up to her plot and barrel, while a tight corset beautifully accentuated her curvy frame. A black collar was fixed around her neck, accented with a sapphire just like her cutie mark, and a black bridle wrapped around her head. A frilly skirt just barely covered some of her hindquarters, but nowhere near enough to hide the sinful view of her dripping cunt as she did a quick twirl.
"Not feeling it anymore? Darling, I don't think you understand," She replied, trotting over to him until she was just a hair's breadth away. She leaned up to his ear, her tongue playfully licking his lobe before she inhaled his scent yet again, "I'm more turned on now than I think I've ever been... I need you to rut me, right here and now. I want you to ruin me. I want to be dripping with your seed." She whispered, her voice no more than a sensual purr in the otherwise silent room.
Having been immensely inspired by the rousing speech, Anon wasted absolutely no time and grabbed Rarity's head in his hands, plunging his tongue into her mouth as he rubbed her ears with his thumbs and index fingers. The response was an immediate purr of delight from the snow-white unicorn, her tail wagging in excitement as she returned the gesture. She quickly pushed him toward the bed, maintaining the kiss the entire time.
Anon fell back onto the mattress with a soft *pomf*, while Rarity continued to kiss him, climbing on top of him as if he were a mountain to be scaled. Only when she was completely atop of him did she break the kiss, licking her lips to capture as much of Anon's salty saliva as she could.
"Darling, you taste absolutely divine... I can only imagine how much better you'll taste... elsewhere." She purred, trailing off with a soft nicker as she slowly trailed down his body, planting kisses along his neck.
Anon quickly unbuttered his shirt, making it easy for Rarity to trace a trail of kisses down his abdomen. She stopped at each nipple to lick and suckle on his flesh, the contact sending tingles of pleasure through Anon's body. Soon enough, she made her way down to his pants, her horn igniting to remove them with haste. Unlike the mares before her, Rarity was swift but gentle with her disrobing of Anon, making great effort to not tear or damage the fabric in any way as she removed his clothing. In short order, Anon was completely naked and beneath her, his leaking cock springing up to greet her.
Like a dog in heat, Rarity leaned down and inhaled the musk of his loins, taking great long whiffs as she trailed kisses all around the cock and balls, worshiping them. As she worked, she slowly migrated her rear toward Anon, giving him a clear sight of her soaking marehood and the leaky trails of her arousal that drizzled down her thighs. One look was all Anon needed to get the message loud and clear. He grabbed two handfuls of her doughy flanks, rotating her over until she was straddling him, and dove into her folds.
Rarity let out a long, low moan of satisfaction as she felt Anon's tongue dive into her labia, licking and tasting her most sacred treasure. Her clit needily winked out against his chin, while his nose rubbed against the underside of her ponut, sending wave after wave of excruciating pleasure through her spine. Endorphins and adrenaline flooded her veins as the feeling and sounds of Anon lewdly slurping at her folds sent her arousal into overdrive, and with nary a moment of preparation, she angled his cock with her hooves and thrust her face down upon it.
"Gah!" Anon cried in surprise, his voice muffled by Rarity's moist lower lips.
In one fluid motion, she'd taken him all the way to the hilt, her throat bulging obscenely as her eyes watered and her oxygen supply was completely cut off. Anon could feel the warm, hot, moist confines of her tight throat as it constricted around him, massaging his member while Rarity slowly lapped at his groin with her tongue. In a display of flexibility that he didn't even think her capable of, Rarity even managed to lick and cradle each of his testes with her tongue while pressing her muzzle firmly against his pelvis. Her tongue was seemingly longer than any other mare he'd been with.
The sensations were so overwhelming that Anon couldn't help but groan into Rarity's tight pussy. He cocked an arm back and slapped her ass as hard as he could, given his angle leaving a delightfully red imprint of his hand on her plush white flank, as well as earning a squeal of pain and pleasure from the mare atop of him. She quickly gagged from the shock, pulling her head back until his cock popped out of her mouth. As she looked back at Anon, her chest heaving as saliva dripped freely from her panting mouth and black mascara ran down her cheeks from the tears she'd shed, he couldn't help but feel as if she was the most beautiful unicorn he'd ever laid eyes on.
"Do that... again... you fiend." Rarity practically growled, the fiery lust in her voice leaving no room for argument.
Happy to oblige, Anon cocked his other arm back and struck her ass as hard as he could. The effect was immediate, and a throaty moan escaped Rarity's maw as her entire backside quivered.
"More?" Anon smirked.
"Don't you dare stop." Rarity ordered, before returning to the monolith of man meat before her.
Once again, she dove down onto his cock, taking him to the hilt in one motion while Anon returned to eating her out. The juices absolutely flowing from her cunt could only be described as deliciously tart and sour, and with each taste Anon got, he only wanted more. He resisted the urge to buck his hips up as Rarity pulled off of his cock, before diving back down onto it once more. Soon enough she was bobbing her head and taking him into her throat with each plunge and swallowing around him as he filled her esophagus.
The massaging of her motions, combined with the downright euphoric taste of her marehood, and the absolutely sinful squeals of delight she gave each time his hand roughly struck her ass, made quick work of Anon's hard-earned stamina. Luckily for him, Rarity was even more turned on than he was, and within just a few more moments, she seized in climactic fury, her hindlegs squeezing around his face as a gush of marecum flooded his mouth. Rather than cry out in bliss or throw her head back in ecstasy, however, Rarity continued to soldier on, battering her throat with his cock as her eyes rolled back into her skull.
The sensation of her throat constricting around him and milking him as she practically drowned him in her fluids, sent Anon over the edge as well, and with barely repressed grunt of pleasure, Anon's cockhead flared and the first spurt of his seed shot down Rarity's throat. Rarity gulped over and over, swallowing the scalding hot human spunk as she unsheathed his cock from her throat, capturing his tip in her mouth. Her cheeks soon ballooned outward as her maw was completely filled with white seed. With an audible gulp, she swallowed down the impressive load and suckled on his tip until the last of his orgasm tapered off, leaving no more seed for her to drink down.
Rarity pulled off of Anon's cock with a gasp, her chest heaving as she hadn't breathed in what felt like an eternity. As she turned around to face Anon, she saw his entire head drenched in her syrupy essence. Meanwhile, not a drop of his cum had been spilled, a fact that she was immediately and immensely proud of.
"Well, darling... I sure hope you're up for another round. I don't think I could live with myself if I didn't feel you stuff my marehood with that absolutely lovely cock of yours." She purred, leaning down and licking her own climactic juices off of Anon's face.
"Hell, you don't have to ask me twice." Anon grinned, grabbing hold of Rarity's withers and rolling over.
A squeak and gasp of excitement escaped Rarity's lips as she was rolled onto her back, Anon coming to a rest on top of her, his still throbbing hard cock sandwiched between her generous teats.
"Oh, darling... ravish me." Rarity ordered, before trailing her tongue from Anon's collarbone up to his lips and kissing him.
Anon quickly cocked his hips back, angling his cockhead for her sopping wet folds and drove forward, spearing himself inside. The heat and constriction her insides afforded him almost made Anon gasp through the kiss, his entire shaft feeling as if he was speared into heaven itself. He could feel the rapid beating of Rarity's frantic heart through her nerve-dense walls, each beat sending a small shiver of pleasure through his manhood. For just a moment, he held himself there, hilted all the way until his pelvis met hers, and his tongue slowly dancing around hers.
He felt Rarity's desperate hooves paw at his back, silently pleading for him to proceed. With a grunt, he complied, rolling his hips back before slamming them forward. The effect was immediate and powerful. Rarity threw her head back, spittle and saliva flying from her lips and tongue as she cried out in bliss, her voice going hoarse as her hindlegs trembled around him.
"Oh fuck... Rarity..." Anon muttered, thrusting into her warm, moist, and supple folds over and over.
"A-Anon... oh," She groaned as he hit a particularly sensitive spot, "-you're everything I've ever dreamed of..." Rarity whimpered, squeezing her eyes shut.
Anon leaned down, his instincts taking over for a brief moment as he bit down on Rarity's exposed neck. The harsh bite, while doing no real damage, made Rarity gasp and moan in excitement as her oxygen was stifled somewhat. The pain and pleasure of Anon's sharp teeth digging into the soft, sensitive flesh of her throat sent shivers of excitement rushing up her spine as neurons fired off inside her brain. This was her purpose, to be pinned down, bred and bitten by a strong, feral predator. She was his prey, nothing more, and he could do whatever he wanted to her. The bite was just the polite way of him letting her know it.
The mental stimulus overwhelming her almost sent Rarity careening over the edge right then and there, though something else caught the attention of her already strained mind. She felt the warm, gentle touch of the soft pads that made up Anon's fingers wrapping around both of her forehooves. Despite her eyes wanting nothing more than to roll back into her skull, she managed to glance over, finding that Anon was holding her hooves with both hands as he continued to bite down on her neck, his saliva soaking into her coat as it dribbled down his chin.
The sensations were too great, too fast, and too innumerable for her to bear. Her jaw worked uselessly as she was assaulted with pleasure from all angles, and the long, heavy thrusts Anon fucked her with only heightened the experience to new levels she wasn't sure even existed. Meaty *plap* after meaty *plap* filled the air, the sweet cacophony of slick flesh on damp fur, only accompanied by the feral grunts and gasps from the man and pony as they put Rarity's bedframe to the test.
Through it all, Anon held her hooves as if she were the most important creature in the world to him. Even with her mind utterly drowning in pleasure, both from his physical touch as well as his ambrosial musk, Rarity felt the significance of the gesture deep in her heart. Tears spilled from the corners of her eyes, staining her white fur with black streaks of running mascara yet again, but she couldn't recall a single time in her life she felt happier.
Hearing the barest hint of a sob, Anon finally released his vice-like bite on Rarity's neck, leaving red indentions where his teeth dug into her flesh. As he looked up to her face, he froze immediately, his eyes going wide in concern.
"Rarity? Are you okay? D-did I hurt you?" He questioned, genuine concern filling his voice.
Anon released one hand to gently cup Rarity's cheek, but as he tried to release the other, he felt her grab him back. While pony hooves grabbing things with some invisible force was still something he hadn't wrapped his head around, Anon focused on the pony crying underneath him, her lips trembling as she tried to find her words.
"N-no, darling. Far from it... I've just... never been this happy before, I think." Rarity admitted, sniffling slightly.
"Rarity..." Anon whispered.
"You make me feel loved, Anon... I know we aren't there yet, but... I do know that I don't want this to be a one-time thing." She replied, meeting his gaze with a watery one of her own.
A soft smile formed on Anon's face as he reached up with his thumb, wiping the tears from her eye and leaning in to kiss her once more. This time the kiss was soft, and loving, without a hint of the rushed needy lust that any previous kiss held before. Rather, it was filled with nothing but passion.
As he pulled away, Anon looked into her gorgeous sapphire eyes, "I would love nothing more... Twilight may have also suggested it as well... also Rainbow and AJ basically demanded I offer you the chance to join." He chuckled.
Rarity giggled as more tears welled in her eyes, "They truly are wonderful friends to have. I can't wait to call them lovers too." She smiled.
"Welcome to the herd, Rarity." Anon smiled, leaning down and kissing her.
As their tongues wrestled and rolled over one another again, Anon picked the pace back up, his hips thrusting into a blur of feral lust and desire. The meaty *plaps* of his hips against hers rang out in the otherwise silent room as they were both pushed to their breaking point. Having both already been on the cusp of orgasm just a moment prior, it didn't take long at all for Anon to feel the familiar sensation building in his groin, the familiar tightness of his coming load aiming right for Rarity's cervix.
Breaking the kiss and throwing her head back as she felt the climactic jolts of ecstasy starting to take hold of her once again, Rarity cried out, "Breed me you stud! Make me yours!"
Anon's hips thrust faster and faster, until the entire bed creaked and rocked with each jolt he sent through the frame. Rarity wrapped her hindlegs around his back as she brayed out to the heavens, her body quivering in climactic rapture while a gush of her marecum sprayed out all over Anon's cock and waist. Not a moment behind her, Anon hilted as deep as he could, his shaft punching into her cervix as he fired spurt after spurt of seed straight into her waiting womb. The scalding juices filling her cunt made Rarity's eyes roll back into her skull as every last nerve in her brain was utterly fried by pleasure.
After nearly ten seconds of shooting heavy spurts of gooey cum as deep inside of her as he could, Anon collapsed on top of the heaving fashionista. Her forelegs instantly wrapped tight around him, holding him close as she stared up at the ceiling, her mind reeling from the most intense orgasm of her life. She came down from her high after several minutes of staring, only due to the feeling of soft lips against her neck. Slowly coming to her senses, Rarity noticed Anon gently kissing her neck all over the place he'd bitten her. Each kiss was filled with tenderness and love, making her heart ache as she squeezed him closer in thanks.
"I think this has been the best morning of my life." She giggled.
Anon slowly lifted his head from her neck, ensuring to plant another gentle, chaste kiss on her unsuspecting lips.
"If you think this was fun, just wait until Twi, Dash, and AJ get a piece of you tonight." He grinned.
Despite herself, and the cum still bubbling out of her thoroughly stuffed and abused slit, Rarity couldn't help but blush at the implication.
"Oh, darling... I can't wait." She purred.