Soft rays of golden sunshine rained down on her mulberry coat as Tempest Shadow trotted into the main street of Ponyville. With her imposing figure and ruby red mohawk that stuck out even by pony standards, she was swiftly spotted by the entirety of town that was out and about. Dozens of mares and stallions alike froze in place as they observed their former enslaver, standing at the town entrance. The only difference in her attire was that her armor and bodysuit were forgone, having instead been replaced by a black cloak and scarf that covered most of her impressive physique.
While years ago, the sight would make the denizens of town run and panic, Tempest found herself breathing out a sigh of relief she didn't realize she was holding in as the ponies before her approached with smiles on their faces. All had been forgiven, it seemed.
"Tempest!?"
"How are you? It's been ages!"
"Did'ja finally finish your trip all over the world?" Pinkie Pie suddenly asked, standing just a few feet in front of her.
How and when Pinkie managed to get so close, Tempest couldn't say, but her years of fighting were over, so she simply regarded the mare before her with a chuckle and smile.
"I did, Pinkie. It's good to see you again." Tempest replied, warmly.
Sharing a quick hug with the poofy pink pony, Tempest found herself assaulted with questions about her whereabouts and such over the years. She tried to answer them quickly and politely, but the sheer volume of curious ponies made it difficult to even discern what was being asked. Eventually, she politely excused herself from the crowd, Pinkie towing just being her. At her behest, the two quickly made their way over to Sugarcube Corner. Tempest sat at one of the outside tables while Pinkie darted inside, emerging just a few minutes later with a pair of strawberry smoothies balanced on her back.
"Well that was certainly a warmer welcome than I'm accustomed to receiving." Tempest chuckled as Pinkie deposited the drinks on the table and took her seat.
"I'll bet. It's especially surprising since you basically enslaved them all and Twilight and us had to stop you, but you captured Twilight and gave her magic to the Storm King, but then he betrayed you and you were about to die but then Twilight-" Pinkie began to drone on, only for Tempest to cut her off.
"Speaking of Twilight, I'm actually looking for her. Do you have any idea where she is? I figured the giant crystal castle, but given the letters she's sent me, I know she's prone to 'calls to action', as she calls them." Tempest politely interjected, wincing only slightly as her past crimes were recollected.
"Oh, sure! I think she's in her castle but I haven't seen her today. Actually, she's been spending a lot of time with Nonny lately... her, AppleJack, Rainbow Dash, and Rarity... I wonder what they've all been up to?" Pinkie chirped, a thoughtful expression forming on her muzzle.
"Nonny?" Tempest tilted her head to the side.
"Yeah! You mean Twilight didn't mention him in any of her letters?" Pinkie replied, matching her headtilt.
"I... don't think so. I think I'd remember a name like that." Tempest shook her head, prompting Pinkie to giggle.
"Oh, silly. Nonny isn't his name, it's just the nickname we all gave him. Anon is his name, and he's a human! First and only of his kind." Pinkie dismissed, giggling to herself.
Tempest nodded as she sipped her smoothie, "Well that certainly sounds interesting. How's he the only one of his kind?" She inquired.
Pinkie shrugged as she slurped down her entire smoothie, "Far as I know, he just poofed over here one day. Twilight might know more about it." She offered.
Tempest gawked slightly at how quickly and easily the poofy pink mare drank down an entire smoothie without getting a brainfreeze but quickly shrugged it off. She'd seen stranger things on her travels all over the world... maybe.
"Well, it's great to catch up a bit, Pinkie, but I do want to see if Twilight is available. I think I'll head over to the castle and see if she's there. If not, I guess I'll go looking for this 'Nonny' creature." Tempest relented, picking up her smoothie in her hoof.
"Oh, you can't miss him. Big, tall, kinda lanky, and completely furless except on top of his head. Well, actually it's more of a mane than anything else so I guess it isn't really fur. But then again, he grows a beard that looks kinda fuzzy like fur so maybe it's a bit of a mix? Oh, and he walks around on two legs like Spike." Pinkie prattled off, sticking her tongue out in thought as she recalled Anon's appearance.
"Tall, bipedal, and mostly furless. Got it. Thanks, Pinkie. I'll see you around town. I expect to be back... maybe for good this time." Tempest replied, giving a small nod to the pink mare before departing and heading in the direction of the large crystal castle off in the distance.
As she trotted through town, she finished her smoothie and tossed it into one of the waste bins spread throughout the streets. A trio of fillies rushed past her, all giggling to themselves about something having to do with cutie marks or something to that effect. Tempest watched them go with a wistful sigh, the memories of her own foalhood rearing their head and reminding her of the painful scar she still bore even now. She absentmindedly brushed against the furless scar with her hoof, the cold contact of her iron horseshoe registering against bare skin with a chilling sensation. Even in the warm summer months, the contact reminded her of the frigid wasteland she once called home, and the monster she once called her 'master'.
Shaking her head free of the distracting memories, she hurried along to her destination, finding the castle in just a matter of minutes due in no small part to its large size and unique structure. The bright crystalline light reflecting off of the castle made it something of a beacon in the center of town, where the Ponyville library used to be.
Tempest made her way up the steps and into the castle with little more distraction, almost immediately running into Spike.
"Gah!" The little dragon exclaimed, nearly falling over as he bumped into Tempest's chest.
"Oh, sorry! You okay?" Tempest asked, reaching out to help steady him with her hoof.
"I'm alright," Spike replied, dusting himself off, "You just surprised me is... all... Tempest?" He asked, staring blankly at the unicorn with a broken horn before him.
"In the flesh... sorry I didn't send a letter. Didn't have anything to write with the past few months." Tempest replied, apologetically.
Spike quickly shook his head and waved his arms about in a dismissive gesture, "Oh, no, no, no! It's great to see you again! Twilight's missed you like crazy! She kept saying that you were going to come back one of these days but I didn't know if she was being serious or just optimistic." He chuckled.
Tempest smiled, "Well I'm glad to prove her right. Speaking of, is she around? I was hoping to catch her before she had to run off and 'save the world' again."
Spike gestured with his thumb to the stairs behind him, leading upstairs, "Second floor, first hallway to the right, all the way at the end, and on the right. I don't think she's left yet, but she has been popping over to Canterlot a lot recently. Plus, ever since Anon moved in, she's been pretty much staying in her room or just flying out to run errands. Honestly, she's been kinda hard to get a hold of lately. Heck, even Cadence and Shining Armor came by last week and Twilight was just gone when they got here. Poor Anon had to entertain them until she got back." He snickered.
Tempest tilted her head to the side, "Anon... moved in with her?"
Spike nodded, "Yeah! Only human in Equestria. Do you know him?" He questioned, curiously.
Tempest quickly shook her head, "No, no. I've never even heard of him until just ten minutes ago when Pinkie told me all about him. I didn't think he was living with Twilight though... are they..." She trailed off, gesturing with her hoof.
Spike shrugged, "The walls are all magically soundproofed here. If they are, then I haven't heard any of it. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a date with a very cute griffon." He declared, looking over Tempest's wither.
As the little dragon trotted past her, Tempest found her gaze pulled to the griffon waving to him from outside the still open front door. She was a cute gray thing, with her feathers tied back on her head like a ponytail, and bright blue eyes that contrasted the white feathers filling her neck and chin. As the pair headed off together, Tempest turned and headed toward the staircase.
"Huh... last time I saw him, he was a baby... maybe I've been away a bit too long..." Tempest muttered, taking the stairs to follow the directions given to her minutes prior.
Following directions was easy for her, and within minutes, Tempest found herself at Twilight's bedroom door. She paused in front of the rather innocent looking wooden frame for longer than she would have liked to admit, her hoof frozen just a few inches away from knocking on the hardwood. However, just as she finally worked up the gumption to knock, the door handle twisted and opened in front of her, nearly blindsiding her with light.
Though the light was the first thing to hit her, utterly blinding her for a moment, the second thing to catch her attention was the smell utterly flooding out of the room and into the hallway. She found herself blushing nearly instantly as the scent of sex and sweat wafted into her nostrils. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up and her tail raised ever so slightly as sweet, salty pheromones filled her sinuses. The smell was so powerful, so overwhelming, and so damn good that she found herself utterly stunned, her pupils slowly dilating as she simply took in the sight and smell assaulting her senses.
As if the scent and pheromones assaulting her mind weren't enough, she was treated to an absolutely depraved view of male nakedness. The thick tool of pinkish, lightly beige man meat swung like a pendulum before her, hypnotizing her with its movements. Two heedy, musky balls hung low and heavy, no doubt full of spunk that she could practically taste already. Two legs held up the length of cock that held her attention, and it was only as she slowly managed to glance upwards, that she saw the rest of the towering figure that was Anon for the first time.
"-want anything from the fridge, Twi?" Anon asked, looking over his shoulder and completely unaware of the pony standing just a foot away from his cock.
"Mhmmamam..." Tempest heard Twilight's muffled voice murmur from inside the room.
Forcing herself to lean to the side and look past the man before her, Tempest's blush intensified even further. Her eyes were treated to the sight of the Princess of Friendship, forelegs and wings splayed out on the bed while her tail draped over her back and her hindlegs were spread as wide as they could be. Her luscious folds bubbled with white cum that dribbled from her snatch, forming a small puddle beneath her as strings of cum leaked out.
The sight was as depraved as it was arousing, and though she was loath to admit it, Tempest could feel her own tail rising higher while her marehood quickly moistened. Fortunately, her mind was ripped back to the present quickly, as Anon's baritone chuckle caught her attention.
"Yeah, you're a little tuckered out. Maybe something with some electrolytes or something..." He muttered, before turning to exit the room.
Anon took one step forward as his head turned, the sight of Tempest's ruby red mohawk only catching his eye just before he could bump into her.
"Oh shit!" Anon recoiled back, nearly falling over.
His sudden shift in momentum made his cock swing forward toward her muzzle, bringing his mushroom-shaped cockhead just a fraction of an inch away from her nostrils. Tempest was hit by a sudden wave of arousal as the heady, musky, salty scent of not just Anon's tool, but Twilight's orgasmic juices filled her sinuses.
"J-Jesus!" Anon exclaimed, slamming the door in Tempest's face.
Though being deprived of the sights and smells she'd just been assaulted with almost forced a whimper of despair from the broken unicorn's lips, she found herself utterly unable to move. She was captivated by the taste still lingering in the air, flooding her lungs with each breath she took as if his shaft were still just inches before her. Her ears flicked as she heard stumbling, scampering, and a few hushed curses from inside the room, but all she could do was stare ahead, mesmerized by the memories still hitting her as if they were still happening.
She almost didn't react when Anon opened the door once more, this time dressed in a plain white t-shirt and shorts.
"Uh, h-hi there! Sorry about that... we weren't exactly expecting any, uh... visitors." Anon admitted,
Tempest stared blankly ahead for a few more moments, utterly oblivious to Anon's question. However, as he waved a hand in front of her face, she quickly shook her head free of the lewd thoughts dancing through mind and finally met his gaze for the first time.
"U-uh, sorry! I, um... I didn't expect Twilight to be busy so I was just stopping by..." She hastily explained, finding that the pair of soft brown eyes staring back at her instantly putting her racing mind at ease somewhat.
Anon nodded, "Ah, gotcha. Well, Twilight is uh... a bit indisposed at the moment... are you needing to talk to her right now?" He asked, curiously.
Tempest shook her head, "Oh, I saw... I-I mean, I understand!" She blurted out, covering her muzzle with a hoof as her face somehow turned an even darker shade of crimson.
Much like the mulberry unicorn before him, Anon found himself blushing as well, "Right... sorry about that. Like I said... we weren't expecting guests... um, if you'd like, I can go wake her up for you?" He offered, gesturing over his shoulder with a thumb.
Tempest rapidly shook her head, "Oh, no, no, no! I'll leave her be. I-I see that you're both very busy. I'll just come back later." She responded.
"Alright, sure. Um... do you want me to tell her you came by when she wakes up?" Anon inquired.
"Just, tell her that Tempest came by to see her." She replied.
A look of realization dawned on Anon's face, his brow rising as he looked down at the mare before him in a new light, "Wait... you're Tempest? I remember Twilight telling me about you!" He exclaimed, suddenly sounding much more excited.
Tempest owlishly blinked at the sudden change in pace in the conversation, but the salty smell wafting off the human before her was still washing over her, making it a concentrated effort to clamp her tail down against her hindquarters, lest she flag herself before him.
"Um, yes. You must be Anon. I heard a little about you from Pinkie earlier." Tempest greeted, holding out a hoof.
Anon gladly wrapped his fingers around her hoof, giving it a gentle shake. The contact sent a buzz of endorphins flooding through her senses, and goosebumps appeared under her fur all the way up to her neck. She let out a brief gasp before returning the gesture and shaking his hand. Once they returned their appendages to each other, they shared an awkward moment of silence, both looking away from each other as the seconds ticked by.
"It's uh, the smell, isn't it?" Anon asked, suddenly.
"H-huh?" Tempest replied.
"Well... let's just say that my scent- especially when I'm sweaty or, uh... busy with a mare- tends to get ponies riled up around me. I, uh... well, you're kinda panting and sweating a bit and I just wanna make sure it's just me and you aren't sick or anything." Anon explained.
Tempest's eyes widened. She suddenly realized that, yes, she was indeed panting like a dog in heat, and her brow was noticeably slick with sweat.
"I...um... y-yeah... you smell absolutely amazing..." She whispered.
Anon sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, "I suppose then it's my fault that you're feeling like that. Sorry about that."
"Don't apologize..." Tempest muttered, almost as if by instinct.
"Well, I would offer to walk you out, but it would probably just end with us banging somewhere so I-" Anon began, only for Tempest to suddenly rear up on her hindlegs and slam her hooves on either side of Anon's body, basically pinning him in place.
"No!" She exclaimed, so suddenly and aggressively that Anon simply froze in place.
"U-uh, okay..." He meekly whispered.
For a few moments, Tempest simply held him there, only a scant few inches between them as she panted, her nostrils flaring as she practically huffed his scent.
"I... it's been so... I came here to... buck me..." Tempest practically whimpered, resting her forehead against Anon's chest.
Still slightly intimidated by the mare now using his chest as a pillow, Anon slowly reached up and cupped her cheeks with his hands. As gently as he could, he lifted her head from his person and looked into her eyes. Part of him was glad to see those pretty turquoise eyes again, and part of him was just glad to no longer have her broken horn digging into his sternum.
"Listen, Tempest... I know we just met, but if it's too much for you, I can help you out. Twilight and the rest of the girls have all agreed that the herd is open to new mares so I don't think any of them would mind if I-" Anon began to explain, only to be silenced by Tempest suddenly shoving her face into his, kissing him as deeply as she could.
Her lips were soft and supple, yet aggressive and longing, as if she hadn't felt the lips of another before. There was a certain level of inexperience behind the kiss, but the passion flowing from her was undeniable, and Anon gladly reciprocated, wrapping his arms around her barrel to squeeze her closer. His eyes closed as he felt her prod his lips with her tongue. Unlike the force of the kiss itself, there was a certain level of meekness about her tongue as it politely asked for entrance. All too happy to oblige, Anon reached out with his own tongue and met her halfway, the soft, clinging contact of their flesh rolling over one another was drowned out only by the sound of them panting into each other's mouths.
Tempest's eyes rolled back in her head as she tasted the salty, syrupy flavor of Anon's saliva on her tongue. The gentle kiss of his appendage against hers made the fur on the back of her neck stand up, and she found herself whimpering into his lips as a thin stream of arousal drooled down her thigh. Unbeknownst to her, her tail flagged high in the air, spreading her natural aroma around and inviting a potential mate to mount her and rut her into the ground. Instincts long suppressed by her higher functions came to the forefront of her mind, making her envision fantasies of raising the foals of the man before her while he came back from a long day of work. She could perfectly see herself burdened with his offspring, her belly gravid and hanging to the ground while her teats swelled with milk that would nurse them through their foalhoods.
It was all too much, too fast, and she found herself pulling away from the kiss and leaning into the hug with him, her chest heaving as she sucked air back into her desperately burning lungs. She couldn't tell how long the kiss lasted or what had happened since, but as she came back to reality, she distinctly felt five digits affectionately brushing through her mane.
"M-more..." She whimpered, her lips trembling as she squeezed him tighter in turn.
"Okay. Where do you want to go?" Anon asked, gently.
"I don't care. I need it... please... it's been so long." Tempest quietly replied, squeezing her eyes shut, lest a tear claw its way out.
"Well, let me gah-" Anon began, reaching back slightly, however as he moved his arm, he pressed the door handle down, unlocking the door and sending them both crashing onto the floor of Twilight's bedroom.
Tempest landed on top of Anon with a huff, her forelegs still tightly wrapped around her prize. Anon managed to catch himself somewhat, but before he could get either of them to their feet, a voice spoke up from behind them.
"Nonny?" Twilight murmured, rubbing the sleepiness from her eyes.
"Uh... hey, Twi." Anon replied, looking down at Tempest as she continued to nuzzle and sniff his chest.
"Is that... Tempest?" Twilight questioned, some amusement filling her voice as she crawled over to the edge of the bed.
The voice of the princess of friendship speaking her name finally snapped Tempest out of her haze somewhat. Her head lifted from Anon's person and her eyes darted over to Twilight. Just from a glance, Twilight could see the heavily dilated pupils of the former villain, and she instantly knew exactly what was happening.
"T-Twilight?" Tempest managed, her sinuses filling with the depraved and debauched smells from before.
"It's good to see you. It's been so long! I see that you met Anon." Twilight greeted, smiling at the unicorn with a broken horn.
"I... just..." Tempest tried to speak, but found her mind reeling from the scents utterly assaulting her mind.
"Oh boy, looks like you're having a really strong effect on her, Anon. Why don't you bring her up here and tend to her." Twilight suggested.
"Don't gotta tell me twice." Anon replied, wrapping his arms around her and sitting up.
If Tempest's eyes could go any wider, they'd pop right out of her head. Fortunately, she had a big, strong man to simply lift her in his strong arms and carry her over to the bed. He softly deposited her onto her back, her forelegs instinctively curling up to her chest as she looked up at him.
"No need for these." Twilight stated, her horn flashing with light.
Tempest's clothing suddenly vanished from her body, appearing on the floor beside the bed just a moment later. Now laid completely bare and exposed for the man towering over her, she felt her blush hitting her in full force. She almost shyly hid behind her forelegs, but kept her eyes locked on Anon, awaiting his reaction.
The sight before Anon was, in a word, sexy. He'd been with mares of all body types, from fit and athletic to lean and lithe, to bulky and brawny. None of them, not even Princess Luna had a body that could compare to Tempest's. Her entire form was littered with muscles that tensed and flexed like steel cords. There wasn't an inch of fat anywhere on her lithe belly, but her proportions were utterly perfect. Long, slender legs that complimented a slim barrel, all of which were held together by impressively dense muscles formed the absolute perfection of a mare before him. His eyes trailed further south, finding that she had a sizable pair of darker, plum colored teats that practically begged to be suckled upon. Last but certainly not least, her supple, moist, and positively dripping marehood was the stuff of legends. Perfectly teardrop shaped and slick with her natural lubrication, she was already inviting enough, but the bulbous head of her heart-shaped clit winking out to greet him- the soft pink flesh contrasting beautifully against her darker coat- was the final nail in his coffin.
Without hesitating a moment longer, Anon descended upon her, deeply kissing her as his hands ran all over her withers, barrel, and up to her head where he rubbed her ears between his index fingers and thumbs. Tempest's eyes rolled back in her head once more as the feeling of tender loving care, combined with Anon's salty, sinful taste filled her mind. He quickly trailed his kisses down to her neck, lovingly licking along her throat and sending the faintest of thrills through her spine as he lightly bit her a few times. She moaned as her hips involuntarily lifted from the bed, struggling to press her dripping marehood against Anon's cock. Unfortunately for her, he was still clothed and all she managed to do was smear some of her nectar all over his shirt and shorts.
Whining from the lack of penetration, Tempest was wholly unprepared for Anon to slide further down her body, his lips deftly placing lustful and loving kisses on her chest, then to her belly, and finally her teats. The supple mounds of doughy flesh held distinctly dark and succulent areola that Anon was keen to suckle upon. His lips latched onto one nub, applying suction while his tongue lavished the tip of her sensitive flesh, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her spine. He brought both of his hands down to her waist, one wrapping around her unsuckled teat and giving it a good squeeze while his dexterous index finger and thumb pinched the nipple.
"Unnnhahhh..." Tempest mewled, her hips rising on their own accord as she panted for air.
As Anon continued to play with her teats, Tempest found herself utterly blindsided as Twilight plopped down beside her, just a few scant inches away. She looked over to the lavender alicorn, her face awash with crimson and her chest heaving.
"T-Twilight?" Tempest managed, her hips convulsing once as Anon's shirt brushed against her clit.
"Just wait until he gets his fingers inside of you. It's one of the best feelings in the world." Twilight purred, resting her head on her forelegs as she observed.
"W-whaahahha!" Tempest screamed, her entire world collapsing around her as Anon sunk his digits into her soaking marehood.
As the tips of Anon's index and middle fingers penetrated her clinging walls, they brushed over her winking clit and she immediately constricted around him, her entire body going rigid as pleasure assaulted her from nearly all sides. Her breath caught in her chest, and she found herself utterly immobile as Anon pressed harder, sinking his digits into her depths one torturous millimeter at a time.
"Oh, I know that look... yeah, he's had me like that a few times. Just breathe, Tempest. I promise you, you're gonna want air for what comes next." Twilight smiled, gently running her hoof through Tempest's mohawk.
Willing herself back to the present through nothing but sheer determination alone, Tempest heaved air into her lungs, her body relaxing slightly as Anon's digits hooked into her snatch. His clawing motions started slow and deliberate, searching for her most vulnerable spots deep inside. While the motions were extremely pleasing, they were a far cry from the downright ruinous feeling of his digits brushing against her clit earlier. However, it only took a few precious moments for him to find her g-spot. The slightly rougher patch of skin inside of her caught the tip of his index finger, and within a millisecond, her mind was filled with nothing but pleasure.
"Oh, b-buck!" Tempest grunted, throwing her head back into the sheets as Anon smirked around his mouthful of teat and assaulted her g-spot even more.
His motions increased from slow and steady to fast and rhythmic, making her pant in tune with each brush of his digits against her most sensitive spot. Her chest, already heaving from the stress of breathing under such duress, only heaved faster, making her entire body convulse as wave after wave of pleasure crashed into her.
"Oh, he's got you now... Nonny, why don't you show her why you've got ten different ponies wrapped around that tongue of yours." Twilight purred, using her magic to hold Tempest down.
Now with a much more stationary mare to play with, Anon released the now wet teat from his lips, giving it a parting gift as he dove down towards the musky, volcanic heat radiating from Tempest's drooling pussy. He placed soft, almost whisper-like kisses upon every inch, making the torture of the pleasure last just that much longer, before he finally came face to face with the little pink nub winking out from Tempest's folds every second. He licked his lips as he stared into the absolute perfection before him, and leaned forward.
Though she struggled with all her physical strength, it was a losing battle from the start, and Tempest could only watch over her panting chest as Anon closed in on her, one inch at a time. When his touch finally came, it was perfectly precise, catching her little nub just as it winked out again. The wave of rapture that hit her almost made her pass out within an instant. She struggled against the magical restraint holding her down, her entire body convulsing with pleasure as Anon's lips latched onto her clit, suckling upon it almost like he had with her teat. The teasing, gentle licks of his tongue upon her sensitive flesh were gone, replaced with aggressive, longing licks that aimed to taste her as deeply as possible. His tongue dove deep into her folds, capturing a mouthful of her viscous juices as Anon scraped the top of his appendage against her sensitive little clit.
The pleasure accosting her was too much to bear, and it took no time at all for the direct stimulation to push her to the edge.
"That's right... just let yourself go, Tempest... let him push you over that edge... cum for him." Twilight whispered into her ear, her voice nothing more than a lusty purr.
Tempest grunted and groaned as she tipped over the edge, the wave of pure, unfettered ecstasy crashing into her and sending her careening down into utter rapture. The tingling feeling in her loins shot out to every corner of her body, overwhelming her with so much pleasure that she could hardly think, let alone respond to Twilight's honeyed words. Her thick, viscous nectar poured from her folds, straight into Anon's eager and waiting mouth as he greedily gulped down every last drop of her orgasm.
Her entire body heaved once, twice, three times over as her strong muscles fought against the magical bonds that Twilight held her down with. Her lungs, long since deprived of air, cried for desperately needed oxygen, yet she simply couldn't force the air in. The orgasm was like a full body experience that completely forced every ounce of her strength from her body like a breath exhaled from the earth. Her vision faded as she felt tingling electricity coursing through her veins and filling every fiber of her being.
When she finally came down from her high, she gasped for air as the burning in her lungs finally outweighed the pleasure filling her mind. She gulped down mouthfuls of air while Anon planted a doting little kiss on her flower, the touch making her hindlegs twitch yet again as what he couldn't catch drooled down her thighs and into her tail.
"That was a powerful one. You're doing amazing, Tempest..." Twilight cooed, leaning over and planting a chaste kiss on her cheek.
"H-holy... Celestia..." Tempest wheezed, blinking the stars out of her eyes.
"You ready for more? Or do you need a minute to catch your breath?" Anon patiently asked, his throbbing cock already leaking precum into his shorts.
"I... I'm good. Just... just a second." Tempest replied, slowly catching her breath. Once she was finally able to breath at a normal rate again, she looked up to Anon and gave him a firm nod.
Like a giddy teenager about to lose his virginity, Anon hastily disrobed, throwing his clothes to the wind and allowing his cock to spring forward, precum oozing from his tip. Tempest craned her neck forward, eager to see just what would be filling her in a few moments. The strange, mushroom head of Anon's cock made her tilt her head to the side, but a quick nudge from Twilight took her attention away from the approaching shaft of man-meat.
"It doesn't look like a stallionhood, but don't worry. That tip is made to penetrate. You'll see." Twilight explained, giving her a sultry smile.
Tempest attempted to nod, but as she did, Anon crawled over her, planting his hands on either side of her head. She looked up to him, a nervous gulp as she suddenly felt very, very small under the imposing human. She could feel the tip of his cock brushing against her folds, resting just out of reach. As she gazed up into his eyes, it quickly became apparent that he was waiting for her permission. With a nervous gulp and a shaky nod, Tempest acquiesced, giving him all he needed to slowly thrust forwards.
The head of his member was so different from a stallionhood in that it easily parted her sopping folds and sunk into her depths with ease. Tempest felt a gasp force itself from her lungs as her sensitive marehood was pleasured by the warm, firm, and unyielding force of Anon's cock pushing into her. Inch after inch of his pride buried itself inside of her, utterly stuffing her tiny pony pussy until there was simply no room left for him to fill.
Perhaps it was her lithe and athletic build, or perhaps it was that his cock had simply grown in the last few weeks, but Anon found himself utterly ensnared by tight, clinging heat, and moist, succulent folds that kissed his length as he slid himself into the mare under him. No mare he'd been with had a pussy as tight as Tempest. None of them. The feeling was indescribable, and as the air was forced from her lungs, so it was with his. The two stared into each other's eyes as inch by painfully pleasurable inch, Anon hilted inside of her.
The stifling, blistering heat of Tempest's insides were so good and so tight that Anon found himself utterly unwilling to move, lest he cum in ten seconds flat. So for a time, he simply held himself there, staring into Tempest's beautiful eyes as the two panted into each other's mouths, just a few scant inches between them.
As they shared their breath, Tempest's chest rose and fell with the beating of her heart. The blissful contact between them was serendipity at its finest, and through the dancing haze of lustful intent they bore in their eyes, the only thing they could do was lean in and kiss. There was a unique chasteness to the kiss, as if neither one wanted to commit to anything more than a simple, gentle touch. It was like a rose brushing softly against either of their lips as the soft contact lingered between them, holding them together in the most intimate of ways.
Though as with all wonderful things, it had to come to an end. Whether it was minutes, hours, or even days, neither could tell, but as Anon's lips parted ways with Tempest's they shared the hushed whisper of closeness that lovers know all too well. He slowly slid himself out of her, each painfully pleasurable inch of extraction sending tingles up her spine and forcing a near silent whimper of lust past her perfect lips. As hollow and empty as the feeling left her, she was graced with the knowledge that sooner rather than later, she'd be full once again.
As his tip crested the outer lips of Tempest's sublime folds, he paused for a moment, simply appreciating the velveteen texture of her clinging walls, and the fervent, needy kisses of her clit against the top of his head. Then, with slightly more force, he thrust back into her. The penetration was slow and smooth, as if he was glad to take his time and appreciate every millimeter of her insides to the fullest while he gazed, longingly into her sparkling eyes.
For a time, they continued like that, slow and steady. There was no rush. The pace was a far cry from the climactic fury of most of Anon's previous trysts, yet for Tempest, it felt utterly right. Each plunge in filled them both with a wave of sensations that bordered on euphoric, while each thrust out left them both longing for more. Back and forth they went, slow and steady. The soft gasps and moans that escaped Tempest's lips were fuel to the fire burning inside Anon's heart, pushing him onward.
Time slowly found its way to them, and even though they caressed each other in the softest of ways, Tempest could feel the tight, tingling sensations climbing from her loins, spreading to every inch of her body and utterly filling her with ecstasy. She could see it in Anon's eyes too. He was close, his abs tensing as he tried to hold himself back from the edge, if only for her sake. The soft, sawing motion of his cock against her womb was driving her past the point of no return, and as she wrapped her forelegs around his neck, she found that she couldn't imagine any other stallion -or creature for that matter- driving her to the heights of pleasure she was on now.
When that peak finally claimed her, stars filled her vision, and all she could see was him, staring down at her with nothing but love and longing in his eyes. Her entire body went rigid as the climactic wave of rapture washed over her, utterly obliterating her higher functions and rendering her completely helpless beneath him.
Anon, for his part, felt the tensing walls of Tempest's depths suddenly constrict on him like an anaconda, squeezing him so tightly that a single thrust more was all it took to push him over the edge as well. He grunted as cum spilled forth from his cock, basting Tempest's womb in his seed as his orgasm claimed him too. The union of their beings was something of beauty, and for a change, they were both silent, opting to simply stare into each other's eyes as the flow of euphoria consumed them.
It took nearly five minutes for them to finally come down from their mutual high. Tempest was the first to regain some semblance of herself, slowly shaking her head as she blinked the lust from her eyes.
"I... wow..." She breathed, her voice no more than a whisper in the otherwise silent room.
"Was it everything you ever hoped for and more?" Twilight asked, snapping her attention over to the lavender alicorn laying beside her.
"Y-yeah... it was... indescribable." Tempest replied.
"Glad you had fun. So what brings you back to Ponyville?" Twilight asked, curiously tilting her head to the side.
Even after everything she'd just been through, and with her friend's stallion's cock still buried all the way to the hilt inside of her, Tempest found herself blushing nervously.
"I, u-um..." She muttered, bashfully looking away.
Tempest's eyes returned to Anon, finding him giving her a gentle smile as he reached up to her cheek and scratched her ear with his fingertips, "I think we're a little past being embarrassed, aren't we?" He teased.
Tempest held his gaze for a moment before a light chuckle escaped her lips, "I suppose you're right." She admitted, before turning to Twilight, "The truth is... I came back to ask you on a date."
Twilight's eyes widened in shock, "Me?"
Tempest nodded, "I have to admit... when I heard you were in a herd, I got a little jealous... was wondering what this 'Anon' creature could possibly have that could win you over before I had the chance... but now I see."
Anon snickered, "Well how about that."
Twilight also giggled into her hoof, rolling her eyes at Anon, "Well, if you're interested in me... the best way would be to ask to join Anon's herd. You have my blessing without question."
Now given some small semblance of hope, Tempest clung to it like a lifeline, quickly snapping her gaze over to Anon. Her eyes betrayed the question she dared not ask, so he simply answered unprompted.
"Ya'know... I think you'll fit in great around here. How's about we go on a few dates first though, just to be sure? Since you're sticking around and all." He offered.
Tempest vigorously nodded, "I would like that... a lot."
"Good. How's dinner tonight at seven sound, Tempest?" Anon asked, earning a chuckle from the mare beneath him.
"That sounds lovely... but, if we're going to date, then please, call me Fizzlepop." Fizzlepop replied.
"Agreed... but don't be surprised if I start calling you 'Fizzy' real quick." Anon grinned.
"Somehow I think I'll be able to live with that." Fizzy smiled, knowing that the best was yet to come.
-x-X-x-
Anon rolled his shoulders as he strode through the calm and welcoming trail leading through the White Tail Woods. Birds chirped and sang overhead as the sun gently warmed the world around him. A babbling brook nearby crackled with rushing water and the sweet sounds of small animals calling to each other graced his ears. Were it not for the fact that he had a tiny sheen of sweat worked up from the outside temperature, Anon would've sworn that it was the most perfect of days.
Having secured a morning just to himself, even despite how clingy his herd of mares could be, Anon whistled a tune to himself as happy thoughts danced about his head. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy every moment spent with his many mares - far from it - he simply needed a morning to himself every now and again. So even though the newest addition to his herd refused to release him for almost an extra half hour of cuddling in the morning, Anon managed to get away from the mares with the promise that there would be more for them all once he had a chance to rest and recover for the morning.
I should get some flowers for the girls... they'll like that... but then again, Rose owns the flower booth so it'd be like giving them a gift that they all already have anyway since she brings in flowers almost every other day now... Anon thought to himself while scratching his chin.
Finding himself at a fork in the road, and a path that was relatively untraveled as far as he was concerned, Anon placed a hand on his hip and held the other above his brow line. He squinted slightly as he looked out into the distance, searching for any signs of life that he might prefer to avoid. Fun as it was, banging damn near every mare in town, Anon found that just for the moment, he was more than content to enjoy the warmth and comfort of nature.
After finding nothing out of the ordinary, Anon shrugged and headed on the clearly less beaten path. As he walked, the sun steadily climbed overhead, making the day warmer and warmer by the hour. Still, he was pleasantly cool given the thin sheen of sweat clinging to his skin and clothes, but he knew that walking into a pony on the path as he was practically guaranteed that he'd be doing the horizontal tango within minutes. However, before he could get too wrapped up in the possibilities that he could potentially find himself in, he found himself reaching the end of the forest.
The White Tail Woods were a distinctly calm and beautiful forest on the Eastern side of Ponyville, and the coloration of the woods gave the entire area a distinct light green appearance during summer. However, as all ponies in the area knew, the Everfree Forest was a different animal entirely. Dark creatures lurked inside, the clouds moved on their own, and even the trees themselves were a shade of dark green year round, as if the seasons and running of the leaves meant nothing to them. To Anon, it was just another forest like from back home, so it was with mild surprise that he gazed upon the dark greenery before him before shrugging and turning to walk along the edge of the Everfree.
Anon placed his hands in his pockets and strolled alongside the tiny creek that formed the border of the forest beside him. With the White Tail Woods behind him, and nothing else to do but start heading back to Ponyville, he figured the more scenic route along the forest would do him some good. Truth be told, the reminder of home brought both a slight sting, and slight comfort to his heart. He glanced into the forest, finding its denseness made it almost impossible to see more than a few dozen yards into the shrubbery, and he was instantly reminded of the forest behind his childhood home that he used to play in.
However, Anon shook the sad thought from his head as he quickly remembered the nearly dozen mares all waiting excitedly for him back in the castle. He thought about how soft they felt, how gentle and kind they were as they doted over him. Some may call it a chauvinistic fantasy, but for Anon, it was life. It was a life that brought him so much joy and happiness that he found himself overcome with a desire to go back to his mares, lest he miss another second with them. So it was with a determined look in his eyes that he broke into a jog, making his way back to the town. Within a few minutes, he found the road leading back to the main street and hopped onto it.
He was in better shape now then he was on the fateful day Rainbow Dash took him on a run, and though the sun's rays combined with the exertion made him sweat like a dog in heat, he knew that it would be well worth it when he got home to his-
"Oh, fiddlesticks!" A voice cried out, making Anon come to a screeching halt.
The voice was familiar, very familiar. So familiar in fact, that Anon instantly recognized it and where he was. He glanced to his right, finding a quaint little cottage just across a tiny bridge connecting to the cobblestone road he was running on. There was only one pony that lived this close to the Everfree and had such a cute little cottage: Fluttershy.
Anon caught his breath as he stood in front of the house, his mind struggling to comprehend just what he should do. By all accounts, it didn't sound like something terribly serious, yet the soft spoken pegasus always had a penchant for keeping quiet even when she was in turmoil. Though his state was almost guaranteed to launch her into a lustful frenzy upon getting into close proximity with her, Anon found himself wanting to check on her more and more. She's always been the kindest and gentlest pony he'd met, going so far as to offer to house him even before Twilight had. Given the substantial amount of room in the mostly empty castle, the decision had been easy enough, but the thought was still there and immensely appreciated.
Finding himself with little dilemma left to debate, Anon trotted over the bridge and up the steps leading to Fluttershy's cottage door. Upon reaching the front door of her humble little abode, Anon could hear the sound of hoofsteps inside. Deciding that she might still require some assistance, he politely knocked on the door. A shrill squeak emanated from inside the house, making him chuckle slightly at Fluttershy's skittish nature. She reminded him of Roseluck but even worse.
"Fluttershy?" Anon asked, through the door.
Another squeak, followed by hurried hoofsteps reached his ear. Anon heard the door hastily unlock and stepped back as it was pulled open, revealing a frantic looking Fluttershy looking up at him. The look in her eyes and the frazzled state of her mane instantly filled Anon with previously unheeded concern. The way she hastily glanced back and forth and nearly vibrated in place from reeling nerves, only compounded his fears.
"Are you okay?" He asked, the worry quickly filling his voice.
"Oh, Anon! Thank goodness you're here! I can't find Angel bunny anywhere! I've been looking all over my cottage and he's nowhere to be seen! I-I think I might be sick if something were to happen to him!" Fluttershy prattled off, the panic in her voice clearly indicating that this was no joke.
Anon quickly leaned down to her height and placed his hands on her withers, holding her steady, lest she start bouncing all over the walls, "It's okay, Flutters. We'll find him. Where did you last see him?" He asked, gently.
"I-I think he was eating breakfast with Harry and Hummingway outside... b-but he's never stayed out when I call all my animal friends inside afterwards. Oh, I hope he hasn't gone running off somewhere... what if something were to happen to him!? I don't think I could handle it if something bad happened to Angel Bunny." Fluttershy replied, quickly devolving into panic and hyperventilation once more.
"Hey, hey, it's gonna be alright. Here, you keep looking around inside the house. I'll look around outside and see if I can find him." Anon offered, using the most soothing and calming voice he could.
Though she was a bit shaky, Fluttershy nodded and set about searching her house again. While she occupied herself with that, Anon walked around the outside of the house and into the backyard. A small chicken coop and redwood fence greeted him, along with some stone inlays on the ground that made a path to said chicken coop, but otherwise nothing. A few of Fluttershy's animal friends were flying about or scampering around, but none of them were a small white bunny, making Anon frown.
His thoughts idly flickered back to the fact that even though he was still quite sweaty after his morning walk, Fluttershy had hardly reacted to his scent at all. Perhaps she was just less affected by it than other ponies were? Or maybe she was just so focused on finding her precious pet that it didn't even register. Regardless of the answer, Anon refocused his attention on helping to find said bunny. He walked along to the edge of the fence, his eyes squinting slightly as he searched for any signs of white fluff.
The tall grass outside of Fluttershy's cottage made for troublesome searching with regards to such a small animal, but even so, Anon quickly found something that caught his eye. A small splotch of orange stuck out amidst all the green, prompting him to walk over into the foliage outside of the fence-line and search the grass. Sure enough, he found a mostly eaten carrot, the green stem being the only piece still fully intact. Knowing what little he did about rabbits, Anon glanced into the woodline just a few dozen paces further and headed inside.
It took a few minutes, but his hunch was rewarded as he found another half eaten carrot. Then another, and another. Soon enough, the trail grew hot, and Anon caught sight of a small bundle of white fluff hopping to another carrot. Carefully sneaking up on the little guy as he busied himself trying to dig the carrot out of the ground to snack on, Anon tried to avoid scaring him. However, the grass was tall and he was no ambush predator.
Angel Bunny quickly turned around upon hearing Anon over twenty feet away, his entire body tensing to run away. Anon quickly held up his hands, which, strangely enough, seemed to make the little bunny pause.
"Hang on little guy! Don't run! Fluttershy is worried sick about you." Anon hastily explained.
Why he was explaining himself to a bunny, he couldn't say.
"Please don't run away. Just trying to bring you home. I'm sure Flutters will bury you in carrots if you come back with me." Anon offered, holding out his hand as he slowly approached.
Equestria was a different world than where he came from, Anon knew this. Yet it still shocked him every time he was confronted with just how intelligent animals were here. Angel nodded and quickly hopped into his hand, as if he completely understood every word Anon had said. Bringing the little bunny to his chest and shaking his head in disbelief, Anon turned back to the cottage and made his way back.
"Man, I'm glad you little guys are as smart as you are. There's no way I was ever catching a bunny." He chuckled, earning what sounded like a laugh from Angel as well.
Soon enough, Anon arrived at Fluttershy's house and knocked on the door once more. He heard the sound of wings flapping and hooves clopping on hardwood for a few moments before the door opened, revealing a somehow even more frantic and disheveled Fluttershy.
"Tada!" Anon beamed, holding out Angel for her to see.
As if a ray of light had shone upon her, Fluttershy's entire demeanor changed. She gasped and swooped up to Anon's hand, her wings flapping in a blur as she scooped Angel up and squeezed him against her chest.
"Oh Angel! I'm so glad you're back! I was so worried about you!" She cried, tears spilling from her tightly closed eyes.
Anon could barely make out some chittering from the little rodent, but found himself infinitely more awed as Fluttershy easily understood it.
"What do you mean you found a carrot patch outside? Angel you can't just go looking for those without telling me! I thought something happened to you!" She chastised, much to Anon's confusion.
After some more chitters, and what Anon could only assume was an apology, Fluttershy leaned down and nuzzled the little bunny, "Oh, it's okay. I'm just so thankful you're okay. Which reminds me, could you go inside and help prepare some refreshments? I have a guest here that I have to thank for finding you." She asked, politely.
Angel nodded and hopped out of her hooves, proceeding to scamper off in the direction of the kitchen without a moment's hesitation.
"Thank you so much for finding him, Anon. You have no idea how much it means to me." Fluttershy said, staring up at him with her beautiful aqua eyes.
Anon blushed slightly, "Ah, it was nothing. I'm just glad the little guy wasn't too far away or too afraid to trust me. Would've had to come get you to wrangle him if that were the case." He laughed.
Fluttershy giggled into her hoof before nodding toward the interior of her house, "Won't you please come inside? I have to repay you for what you did. I won't take 'no' for an answer." She tittered.
Seeing no harm in the offer, and having had a marvelously relaxing tea date with the butterscotch pegasus once before, Anon smiled and nodded, "That sounds wonderful, Flutters."
With that, both man and pony entered the house, the door closing and locking behind them. Anon took in the pigsty that was Fluttershy's abode with a slow nod. Granted, she was obviously panicking and physically tearing her house apart prior to his arrival, so it was hard for him to consider her an uncleanly mare given the fact that he'd seen her house on one separate occasion already. Still, the sheer magnitude of the mess she'd made in what Anon could only assume was a few hours, was impressive.
"Oh... I'm so sorry about the mess, Anon... I was just so worried for little Angel Bunny... there's just no way we can have a comfortable tea time down here in the living room..." She trailed off, a pensive look on her muzzle, "Oh! I know!" Fluttershy exclaimed, turning back to Anon with a beaming smile on her adorable face.
"What's that?" Anon inquired.
"We can have tea time in my room upstairs! I haven't really searched in there so it should still be pretty clean and inviting, unlike... well, everywhere else..." She trailed off with a sheepish chuckle.
Anon smiled down at the pretty little pegasus before him, "I'd love to. Lead the way."
With an excited flutter of her wings, Fluttershy leapt up the first few steps and led Anon up the rest of the stairs to her bedroom. True to her word, the cozy little room hadn't suffered the hurricane that was a panicking Fluttershy, and was still nice and tidy. She quickly ushered him over to the small table she had set up alongside the windowsill.
"Alright, you just wait right here, Nonny. I'll be right back." Fluttershy instructed, before trotting back to the door.
Anon watched her as she left, though something caught his eye for just a fleeting moment. Just before she rounded the corner, Fluttershy glanced back over her wither. That motion in and of itself was hardly worth acknowledging, however, it was the fact that her tail noticeably lifted and her beautiful little pink nub winked out at him, that made Anon do a double take. The timid and shy pegasus was anything but brazen, and the fact that she made eye contact with him for the briefest of seconds only further cemented the fact that she not only knew what she did, but she meant to do it.
Anon found himself pitching a tent nearly instantly as depraved thoughts of what he could do the the assuredly subby little pegasus filled his mind. Sure, he'd been with other pegasi before, but there was something about Fluttershy that was absolutely enchanting. From her meek, quiet demeanor, to her slender legs and surprisingly shapely ass, she was undoubtedly hot. Anon could vaguely recall hearing that she even modeled for a short time, and after just a glimpse of her sweet, juicy ass, he could easily see why.
No sooner had the thoughts entered his mind than he was forced to shove them aside as the object of his attraction re-entered the room, a tray bearing a tea set balanced on her back. Her wings helped support the tea cups and kettle, allowing her to easily make her way into the room and deposit the tray onto the table without even asking for assistance.
"How do you like your tea, Anon?" She asked, giving him an innocent little smile.
"Uh, maybe one or two sugarcubes with it." Anon replied, dumbly.
Truth be told, he wasn't a big fan of tea, but it was nearly impossible to say 'no' to the cute little butterscotch mare in front of him as she practically beamed at his answer.
"Oh! Just like me. Here, let me get you that." She chirped.
Though she was doing well to hide it, Anon quickly picked up on a slight tremble in her wings, and the slightly agitated flicking of her voluptuous tail. The stringy pink hairs waved back and forth, hypnotizingly drawing Anon's gaze down to her flanks and the plush, soft flesh that resided just a bit further back...
"Anon?" Fluttershy asked, snapping Anon out of his trance.
"Huh? What?" Anon replied.
"Your tea." Fluttershy smiled, nodding toward the teacup sitting in front of Anon, steam slowly rising from its rim.
Anon looked down into the amber fluid and smiled before taking the tea and blowing on it to cool the cup down slightly. He took a sip, allowing the rich, honeysuckle flavor of the jasmine tea to flow over his tastebuds. Finding himself loving every drop that entered his mouth, Anon took another sip, and then another. Conversation quickly blossomed between them, and before Anon knew it, his cup had runneth dry. Fluttershy, being the ever-so-helpful host that she was, refilled his cup and the conversation continued. Before Anon knew it, thirty minutes had passed, and the morning sun was starting to heat up the bedroom quite noticeably.
Much as he loved everything about Equestria, they'd still yet to invent the air conditioner. Maybe he'd have to patent that one day...
"This has been wonderful, Fluttershy. Thanks for this." Anon announced, setting his tea cup down.
"Oh, of course, Anon! It's been a pleasure having you and I can't thank you enough for helping find Angel." Fluttershy smiled, innocently.
Anon tilted his head to the side slightly.
Something about the way she just said that feels... off...
However, before he could ponder such matters, a sudden warmth exploded from his stomach outward, quickly reaching every corner of his body. The sudden burst of warmth made Anon reel slightly, as he nearly instantly started to sweat. He quickly wiped his brow, finding it already slick with sweat.
"Whew... did it just get hot in here or something?" He asked, adjusting his collar.
"Oh, it's always been warm in here. Are you feeling alright, Nonny?" Fluttershy asked, though while her voice seemed concerned, there was an almost predatory look in her eyes. It was as if she were eyeing him up like he was a piece of meat.
"Uh... y-yeah... say... what was in that tea, again?" He asked, having to fan himself to keep the sweat from accumulating too much and dripping all over his clothes.
"Oh, just some herbal supplements to help you perform." Fluttershy sweetly answered.
"W-what?" Anon bleated.
"Just some vineroot and jasmine extract. The vineroot is known to help elderly stallions perform in the bedroom and the jasmine extract raises core temperature slightly so you should get all nice and sweaty for me." Fluttershy answered, that same smile still on her muzzle.
Now fully aware of just what he was in store for, Anon noticed the clinging tightness of his pants straining to hold back his throbbing erection. When he'd become so aroused, he couldn't say, but as soon as he recognized it, the feeling of lust hit him like a brick.
"F-fuck..." He muttered, fanning himself with his shirt as Fluttershy waltzed over to the door.
Anon glanced over as the door locked with a *click*. He was treated to a shameless display from the typically shy and timid mare as she flagged her tail as high as it could go, practically begging him to stare into her slick and dripping lips. The bulbous head of her clit winked out repeatedly, while her plush ponut clenched again and again. The sight was as lecherous as it was arousing, and Anon couldn't even begin to bring himself to look away.
"Now... about you ruining my foalhole until I'm a quivering mess, leaking with your cum..." Fluttershy turned to face him, a predatory look in her eyes.
For the first time in a long time, Anon did not feel like the big strong omnivore in a land of small pastel equines. Instead, he felt like the prey, his heart hammering in his chest as the butterscotch predator skulked over to him, her tail lashing about as if she were trying to waft her musk toward him.
"J-jeez, Flutters... i-if you wanted to fool around, you just had to-" Anon began, but was wholly unprepared for Fluttershy to leap upon him, tackling him to the floor.
Any words he had to say were promptly silenced by the lustful pegasus all but ramming her tongue into the back of his throat, swabbing his entire mouth to capture as much of his saliva as she could. Despite the fear coursing through his veins, Anon couldn't help but try to kiss back. Over a month of near constant sex and kissing with almost a dozen mares made for strong muscle memory, and soon enough, he was managing to beat back the thick, writhing invader in his mouth. Atop of him, Fluttershy could only moan and groan as she tasted his saliva, and all the salty flavors that resided within.
Though, there was so much more salty flavor to be had, and Fluttershy abruptly ended the kiss, swallowing audibly as she did. Anon gasped for air as he found his airway suddenly free from obstruction, but the air was just as swiftly forced from his lungs as Fluttershy leaned down and drew her tongue up his neck. In a show of dexterity that he didn't even think the shy pegasus capable of, Fluttershy used her wings and hooves to pull both his shorts and underwear off, allowing his cock to spring forth, the heat of her sex just a few precious inches away.
Though his entire body was now sweaty, Anon could feel distinct drops of scalding hot moisture dripping down onto his cock and groin. As Fluttershy continued to lavish his neck and face with her tongue, quite audibly swallowing down every gulp of his sweat that she could, Anon glanced down, seeing that she was absolutely dripping all over him, her sex leaking with natural lubrication like a faucet.
"You wanna take this to the bed?" Anon managed to ask, receiving a grunt in response.
Again, much to his surprise, the dainty little pegasus wrapped her hooves around him and spread her wings. With two good flaps, she not only lifted him off of the ground, but crossed the short distance from the floor to her bed and slammed him down on the mattress as if he were a sack of potatoes. Anon's mind struggled to process what had even happened to him before his shirt was quite literally torn asunder. The fabric ripped in half as Fluttershy bit down on one side and pulled with her hooves on the other.
Now with ample access to Anon's slick and sweaty chest, Fluttershy dove down, licking all over his chest, nipples, abs, and then finally his cock. As she approached the monolith of man meat, her muzzle wrinkled and she took a few deep sniffs. Anon stared, partly in concern and partly in shock, as she suddenly nodded and dove onto his shaft, taking the entire thing into her mouth with ease. Given how often ponies throated him these days, he should've been used to it by now, but the sensation of his manhood bobbing in the cool air, then suddenly being engulfed in fiery, warm, tight, moisture always took him by surprise.
"F-fuck... Flutters..." Anon groaned, reaching down and grabbing a handful of her silky mane.
Fluttershy bobbed lightly on his cock for a few moments before slowly pulling back until the tip popped out of her mouth. She gave a quick kiss to the head of Anon's cock before fixing him with a serious look.
"I'm going to buck my throat with your cock now, Nonny. I want you to use me as hard as you can. Smash my face against your hips and hold me there until I black out if you have to. I want your cum in my stomach no matter what, do you understand?" She announced.
Anon could only blink owlishly at the normally quiet and innocent mare, "Uh... y-yes..." He squeaked.
"Good." Fluttershy smiled, before shoving her muzzle back against his pelvis.
Her throat was just as good, if not better, the second time. The moist, tight confines of the small pegasus's throat constricted even tighter around Anon's length as she swallowed over and over, essentially milking him like a seasoned cocksucker. The juxtaposition of such a sweet, kind, quiet little mare turning into a cock-hungry whore, desperate to fill her gullet with his cock, was as arousing as it was terrifying, and Anon could hardly hold himself back as the depraved sight pushed him toward climax. However, he'd been given an order, one that he was happy to oblige by. If the typically demure Fluttershy was going to demand he fuck her face, then by God, he'd fuck her face.
Grabbing a hold of her head with both hands, Anon gave no warning. He simply thrust into her mouth while slamming her head against his groin. Immediately, Fluttershy's eyes went wide and she choked on the mass of human meat stuffing her esophagus and all but flattening her uvula. Her eyes rolled back in her head as Anon progressed his motions, fucking her face with absolutely no regard for her well-being or enjoyment.
The sounds of her choking and audibly swallowing around his cock made it impossible for him to hold out long at all, and within just a few minutes, Anon's fists clenched, pulling on the pink strands of Fluttershy's mane as he hilted fully in her mouth. Rope after fiery rope of seed poured down her throat, bypassing her tastebuds and depositing directly into her stomach. The muted gagging she made was music to his ears as he got exactly what she demanded of him.
Finally, once he was finished, he lifted her head off of his cock, finding that she wasn't even conscious anymore. A moment of fear flashed through Anon, before Fluttershy coughed and gasped for air in her desperately deprived lungs. Cum dribbled out of her mouth and onto the bed as she heaved air back into her lungs, her chest heaving as she came back to consciousness. However, much to Anon's deep concern, rather than take a moment to catch her breath and calm down, the second she was lucid again, Fluttershy tackled him to the bed and started licking him once more.
"Mhhmm... buck me... so salty... so good... more... give me more... please, I want you to fill me with your cum so bad..." Fluttershy mewled between licks.
Not sure if he should be terrified or impressed by Fluttershy's resolve, Anon couldn't deny that he was more than ready to go again, most likely due to the jasmine she spiked his tea with... Leaving that potentially infuriating thought for later, he simply shrugged and rolled over on top of her. The sudden maneuver caught her slightly off guard, and her wings flared as she was rolled onto her back, but Anon ensured not to bend them in any unnatural way, lest he actually hurt her.
Now with a slutty little pegasus pinned underneath him, Anon could appreciate the beauty of her body more fully. Her teats were large, even by earth pony standards, and her marehood was a sight to behold. That perfect teardrop shape greeted him with rivulets of arousal drooling from her slit, utterly slathering her nethers in nectar that begged to be bred. Rolling his neck to prepare himself for the strain ahead, Anon angled his cock and pressed it against Fluttershy's folds.
Both man and pony gasped as first contact was officially made. Anon's mushroom head spread the lips of Fluttershy's snatch, her natural lubrication making the penetration a swift and easy affair. Even so, as the first inch of his staff disappeared inside her, Anon was blindsided by tightness he couldn't believe. Fluttershy was a smaller pegasus overall, but even despite that her marehood was like a vice, utterly squeezing his cock for all it was worth. The fiery tightness of her throat was nothing compared to her pussy as he pressed further and further into her.
"A-ahhh.... yeeeeessssss." Fluttershy moaned, throwing her head back and covering her mouth with her hooves.
Anon, heeding her words earlier, saw no reason to go easy on the pegasus mare. The second he fully hilted inside of her, he withdrew and slammed back into her as hard as his hips could muster. The impact filled the air with a meaty *plap* of their flesh colliding, and a loud, whorish moan from the butterscotch mare below him.
"O-ooooohhhhhhhahaha!" She cried, her wings flaring hard against the mattress.
Anon slammed into her again and again, filling the air with the sound of his panting, her moaning, and the slaps of flesh against flesh. The air stunk of depravity, but he pressed on like a man possessed, stuffing her love canal with his man meat as hard and fast as a mere mortal man could. Each impact sent ripples through the doughy flesh of Fluttershy's thighs and belly, making her teats jiggle back and forth like the most hypnotizing set of mounds Anon had ever seen. The battle between man and mare was hard fought and nonstop, both desperately trying to wring an orgasm out of the other as Anon thrust and Fluttershy clenched around him. She desperately tried to milk him much like before, but it was simply a losing battle against the unstoppable force that was Anon.
As aroused as she was, and as well fucked as she was, it didn't take long for Fluttershy to concede first, and with a howl of climactic fury, she came. Her walls convulsed around Anon as a weak spray of marecum spilled out around his cock, soaking into the sheets and her tail. Her chest rose and fell as she tried to catch her breath, but Anon was having none of it, continuing to thrust into her like a machine, caring not for her pleasure at all. The continued stimulation prolonged her orgasm onward for so long that she soon reached a second peak, squirting more marecum all over Anon's pelvis as her legs trembled around him.
"A-Anon!!" Fluttershy mewled, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as Anon squeezed one of her sizable breasts in his hand.
Perhaps it was that he still cared very much for her, or perhaps it was the sound of a mare calling out his name as he drove them to the heights of pleasure, but Fluttershy's one word was all it took to finally drive Anon to the edge. He slammed his hips against hers one last time, driving his cock deep into her womb as he pumped his seed straight into her cervix. Somehow cumming even more than the first time, he filled her snatch with so much human seed that it seeped out around his cock and dribbled into her ponut and tail.
Now both panting for breath as the dredges of orgasm slowly subsided from both of them, Anon held his head low, just a few scant inches from Fluttershy's as they breathed into each other's mouths. The look shared between them was one of pure lust, though there was something else behind it. As if sensing the feeling rising between them, Anon moved to speak, but was silenced as Fluttershy pulled him into a deep kiss, her hindlegs wrapping around his waist to keep him fully entombed within her as his cock fired the last spurt of cum into her.
"Mmmmh... I've got one more hole for you to stuff, Nonny..." Fluttershy whispered, upon breaking the kiss.
Anon slowly glanced down, his eyes tracing over the soft and supple curves of her belly, down to her juicy teats, then her still leaking cunny, and finally to the tight little ponut being glazed by the flow of seed drooling all over it. Between his and her cum, there was more than enough lubrication to prepare her for imminent penetration, and even despite blowing his load twice already, Anon glanced down to find that he was still rock hard. Taking a moment to catch his breath, he sat upright and grabbed Fluttershy with both hands.
With a squeak, she was flipped onto her belly, her hindlegs instinctively spreading and her tail flagging onto her back, giving Anon completely unobstructed access to her pert little ponut.
He wasted no time grabbing both of her voluptuous cheeks with his hands and spreading them, forcing her anus open slightly and allowing some of the cum slathered all over it to seep inside. Following close behind, Anon pressed his cockhead against her tight hole. Though he was still peeved at her, he didn't wish to cause her any real harm, so he pressed in slowly. His cock spread her backdoor slowly until the girth of his length was able to slip inside. Beneath him, Fluttershy whimpered into the bedsheets, her foreleg migrating back to her drooling pussy to rub at her hastily winking clit.
Slowly but surely, Anon slipped inside of her until he bottomed out inside. Her throat was tight, her pussy tighter, but her ass was by far the tightest thing he'd ever slipped his cock into. The clinging, scalding heat consuming his member bordered on uncomfortable, but the moans and groans of the pegasus under him, gave him ample motivation to press on. He slowly slid out of her until just the tip remained, before thrusting back in, making her yelp in both pain and pleasure.
"Oh, Nonny... I-I nee-eeded thisssss for sooooo lonnggggg....." Fluttershy groaned, hastily rubbing her snatch.
Taking a small leap of faith, Anon grabbed a handful of Fluttershy's mane and roughly shoved her face into the mattress, making her gasp. He used his new leverage to climb higher over her, angling his cock downward slightly and thrust in hard once more. The new angle gave him a unique ability to pound her g-spot through the wall of her vagina, making the penetration just that much more orgasmic.
"O-Ohhhh!!!! Nonnnnnyyyyy!" Fluttershy throatily moaned, "That's right... buck me silly! Break me! Make me your little cockslut! I need it! Give me your cum!" She cried feverishly rubbing her pussy.
Giving her exactly what she wanted, Anon pounded her tight little ponut as hard and fast as he could, his hips slapping against her ass with enough force to shove her into the mattress. The air was filled with the sinful cacophony of their lewd and depraved love-making, and they both loved every second of it. Fluttershy practically melted as she came again and again, her folds convulsing and constricting on a cock that wasn't there while she howled her climactic fury into the sky, only for her voice to be repeatedly muffled by Anon shoving her face into the mattress again and again.
The rhythmic and intense clench of both her holes only made it harder for Anon to hold out as his stamina was tested and pushed to the brink. His hips thrust like a piston nearing red-line, his movements a blur as he pummeled the ponut of the mare below him. She was his property to breed and claim as he saw fit, she'd said so herself, and he was happy to oblige and turn her into an obedient little cock-slave even if it killed him. His heart thundered in his chest as he panted for breath, sweat cascading down his slickened body and dripping all over Fluttershy and the bed.
He was Sisyphus and Fluttershy's ponut was his mountain. His cock beat and battered her tight hole so hard and fast that the meaty squelches of her moist hole being filled and emptied fused together into an unending symphany of degeneracy. He cocked a hand back and slapped her ass so hard that it jiggled against the force of his hips smashing into her pillowy rear, the ripples of both colliding in the middle and making her entire body tremble. The sight of this crazy mare, brought to heel before him with nothing but his sexual prowess and raw, masculine aura, was enough to bring him to the edge.
However hard he fought, mortal men can only fight for so long, and after driving the lust-crazed pegasus beneath him to orgasm four more times, Anon finally felt his testes tighten. The roaring wave of orgasm was upon him, and with a final, titanic thrust, he buried himself inside of her, shoving his cock as deep into her tailhole as it could go. The first spurt of his fiery seed painted her colon white, absolutely filling the subdued mare with human spunk that made her moan into the sheets, her tongue lolling out as her face rested in a puddle of her own drool.
Anon saw stars as the wave of orgasmic fury hit him like a train, his legs wobbling as he fought to stay standing atop his conquest, but alas, his time was at an end. With a groan of triumph, Anon slipped out of Fluttershy's ponut, his cock shooting out nearly a dozen more ropes of white all over her ass and back, coating her and marking her forevermore as his slut. Her gaping ponut clenched reflexively pushing out a small deluge of sperm that drizzled down all over her pussy and soaked into the fur of her hindlegs.
Fluttershy weakly moaned as her legs finally collapsed, causing a literal splash of their mixed fluids as she landed on the mattress. Anon was not far behind, falling limp beside Fluttershy as he fought to stay conscious. His eyes wearily fluttered shut for a few moments, before he felt movement and glacially opened them. He slowly glanced to the side, finding Fluttershy weakly crawling into his arms. Finding himself utterly enamored with the little pegasus's drive, he wrapped his arms around her and squeezed her closer, much to her happiness.
Fluttershy nuzzled his chin and throat with her muzzle, planting several small kisses on his neck as she snuggled into his embrace.
"I... think I love you, Anon..." She mumbled, her eyes drooping shut.
"Nap first... then water... then we can talk about love... deal?" Anon replied, his throat feeling the strain after so much lost fluid.
"Okay, Nonny." Fluttershy purred, lifting her head just enough to plant a sweet little kiss on his lips, before laying her head back down in the crook of his neck.
Anon stared up at the ceiling for a moment. Truth be told... it was impossible to stay mad at her.