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Luck Before You Sleep	By : Demon_Casket Category: +M through R > My Little Pony Views: 13156 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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After ascending a flight of stairs with a lovely brass rail, Spike and Rarity stepped across a landing, a balcony that stood on the far end of the great hall. Rarity let Spike upon his paws so she could operate a set of double doors that were paneled with glass, with the inner side of their room obscured by a set of curtains. Spike took a moment and stared down the hall to the foyer. There were even more chandeliers, much like the one in the lounge, but much smaller, hanging from the ceiling of the hall. They, however, were not turned on at this time, making the hall rather dark and gloomy, especially in the storm. It all made Spike feel somewhat uneasy, so, he backed his furry, little bottom up against Rarity’s leg, garnering her attention. Even rarity had to admit, the great maw of the hall did look quite ghastly without the lights on, but, it wasn’t much of a fright to her, since it was her home. At that, she found Spike’s anxiousness to be…well…cute.
After fidgeting around with the locks, she clicked open one of the doors. “Alright, Spike. Welcome to my room…”
It was ominously dark at first, since Rarity hadn’t flicked on the lights, yet, Spike’s ability, as a dog, to see in the dark helped him a bit. There were long, sweeping shapes that spilled like spider webs throughout the shaded chamber. He could only describe it as the inside of a gigantic skirt or a bell made of large, hanging cloth. Rarity flicked on the light switch, making Spike wince as his eyes did their best to make the instant adjustment. Shading his large, puppy dog eyes with a foreleg, he slowly slipped it down, letting his eyes slowly drink in the light, so that the sharp, jarring pain of unfocused pupils would easily dissipate. Thankfully, the light wasn’t as bright as he thought. In fact, it was caused by yet another crystal gilded chandelier, washing the room with shards and wings of golden light…and what a room it was.
Spike’s eyes grew wide with excitement as he beheld the lady’s room. It reminded him slightly of Rarity’s quarters in Carousel Boutique, similar in shape and size, yet, it was streamed blaringly with drapery of blue and gold. The carpet was deep and thick, of a royal red color, and was an utter delight to step across, making him feel as if he was walking on firmly formed clouds. Too his left was a grand yet miniature fireplace with faux, ceramic logs that suddenly came to life with fire, after Rarity meddled with some button to Spikes left. Its mantle was a creamy, cloudy marble with a Corinthian column motif, making it look like it contained a flame, gifted from some Greek or Roman god, and there was a paneled crystal screen that blocked the hearth’s immediate interactions with the room. It was as if it was a portal to another world. And, when Spike finally wrenched his eyes from the glory of the fireplace, he feasted his eyes upon the main attraction of the room: the bed. It was framed with fair, lightly stained birch with palm carvings. It was draped all around with a gossamer material, wispy and shimmering, as if it contained stars and clouds within its substance. It was a heavenly sight, all of it, with dressers and paneled mirrors to match that sat and stood, here and there about the room, and, of course, jewelry boxes that were spilling with jewels and stones that sparkled every time a line of sight was shifted. And then, of course…there was Rarity.
“…Is something the matter, little Spikey?” Rarity asked, wondering what the puppy was fussing about, his eyes smoldering and wide, as if he was viewing an angel.
Her skin was fine and flawless, pale and delicate like cream. Her dark hair was seductive, yet, when the light caught it, it showed off a gorgeously royal shade of deep blue. Her bra and panties looked like those of a princess; pearly, white, shimmering backgrounds with lacy vines and flowers of gold and blue, making her look like her breasts and nether regions were adorned with enchanted armor. Her eyes were that of tropical skies, making him want to swim and lose himself inside of them, and her lips were cute and delicate…making him want to place the softest, sweetest of kisses upon them…yet…he felt so close and so far away. She did not want to…nor could she…with a dog.
The feeling drained from Spike’s body, as he felt the barren weight of impossibility upon him. His demeanor turned a bit sad. “…N…no…nothing.” he simply said.
Rarity couldn’t understand what was the matter. She simply considered that he was feeling the strain of a strange new place and still didn’t feel quite welcome. With a furrowed brow, she watched as the sad little pup pattered off to the fireplace and found himself a cozy spot upon the smooth, cold marble and eased himself down to rest, looking like a cute, lonely loaf of sweet, pastel colors that simply, obviously, needed some tenderness…some love.
“Thanks, so much, Rarity.” he huffed, tired and drawn from all his recent…activities. “…I really appreciate you going the extra mile to make me feel…welcomed.” he said as he yawned and smacked his lips.
“Dear, dear…oh, Spiiike.” Rarity spoke in her sweet, whiney call.
Spike suddenly looked up and saw that Rarity was slightly crouched. She smiled and patted her palms upon her thighs, signaling him to come to her…not that Spike knew what that meant. Soon enough, Rarity got the idea as well. She rolled her eyes at her and Spike’s failure to communicate and then plainly said, “…Come to mama, Spikey-poo. I’ll NOT let my little hero spend his night on the cold, cold ground.”
Spike instantly opened his eyes wide with excitement and was off like a lightning bolt, leaping into Rarity’s body as she opened her arms and sealed him within, cradling him upon her bosom like a newborn child.
“Ohh, my sweet little Spikey-poo.” Rarity said as she nuzzled her nose to his. “Don’t you worry. I’ll take gooood care of you.”
Rarity toted her little furry loaf of joy through the canopy of her bed, letting the gossamer webs sweep and slip around them as she laid the warmly satiated pup upon the previously undisturbed sheets. Spike instinctively began pattering around in a circle, preparing himself to huddle into a tight, warm little doughnut for the evening, as Rarity began slipping into the cool, silken sheets. They were soft and golden, shimmering within another light source, which Spike interestingly found housed within the canopy of the bed frame itself. The light bulb cascaded light across the smooth, shimmering silk, now sweetly defining the sculpted curves of Rarity’s half-naked body as she settled beneath the covers. Spike began easing down, taking in the lovely view of her landscape, when she suddenly produced a somewhat angry look towards the unsuspecting pup.
“Oh no you don’t…” Rarity pouted as she regarded the light blue doggy loaf huddled several feet away from her. She rolled down the sheet before her, revealing her proud, ‘armor clad’ bosom. “…YOU…are staying with ME.” she demanded with a smile as she opened her arms, yet again.
Spike wanted to leap into her arms, yet, again, felt somewhat apprehensive. “A…I don’t wanna intrude…” he muttered, his paws slightly dragging him forward but his mind pulling him back.
Rarity smiled with a troubled brow, as his candor was, least be said, admirable and gentlemanly. “Ohh, my little Spikey-wikey. Come to mama. You DON’T have to be so reserved with me.”
Spike smiled back in the same uneasy way and then came forward. Rarity scooped him up into her arms and pressed him gently into her chest, nuzzling her cheek upon his muzzle and embracing him until he simply melted upon her body. ‘Ahhhh…’ Spike sighed, making Rarity giggle a bit, and then they settled into silence.
“I must admit, it is rather strange to have another sentient being within the confines of my bed…a boy, nonetheless, hehehe, and yet…” Rarity paused and reached around the corner of her bed frame to click off some unseen light switch. The canopy was shaded now, save for the soft, shifting light that spilled forward from the fireplace. “…Yet, I don’t feel as if I have much to fear from a keeyoot little puppy-wuppy like you, Spikey-poo.”
Her words were music to his heart. “…Thanks…that means a lot.” Spike replied, and turned his soft, furry puppy ear to Rarity’s chest and listened to her heartbeat. It was like listening to a deep, thunderous waltz with a single silent note.
“Tell me, Spike, what’s the ‘other’ me like?”
Spike rose his head and peaked curiously, through the valley of Rarity’s large, womanly breasts, and observed her plain set, sweet little face. “What do you mean?”
“Oh, I was wondering…are we similar in any fashion?”
“Oh, hehe, funny you should say that, ‘cause, fashion is the thing that the both of you seem to really love.”
Rarity’s eyes lit up with curiosity, “Really?”
“Oh yeah, absolutely. I mean, if anypony ever lived, breathed, ate, and slept fashion in all of Equestira…I know not another soul, except my Lady Rarity.”
The awestruck little lady’s eyes eased into an almost teary state. Her ears were drinking in every word, as she felt they gave her very being absolute strength in validity. “Oh, please, do go on.” she said, trying to compose herself, swallowing her overwhelming pride and joy.
“Oh, yeah, I mean, you’re both so similar! You’re both masters at fine living and dress, and, both of you are absolute queens of just plain making yourself look soooo beautiful and gorgeous, and…eghhp…” a sudden shock of nervousness and a quick fill of blush filled Spike’s cute, puppy face. His head rustled around in Rarity’s bra as his face aimed slightly away from Rarity’s eyes.
Rarity blushed, her heart and belly filling with butterflies, despite the fact that she was hearing all of this from a magical…talking…dog. “…You…really think that of me?”
Although Spike felt it safe to let loose such a comment for his world’s Rarity, since he was sitting safe behind a universal portal of space, he had only just realized that he felt no different for this world’s Rarity. In fact, her dark hair and shimmering face, accented by the golden fireplace flames that played shadows across her face in the darkness, looked absolutely breathtaking to him, taking him up in the same spirit of adoration that he felt for his lady back home. “Ohhhyeahh…absolutely.”
Rarity looked away, embarrassed. “…Oh…Spike…”
The innocence of her reaction made him curious. “…Has anyone…ever told you…h…how beautiful…you look?”
“S…Spike…really now…” She was suddenly filled with such emotion, she felt that she could just die…or explode…either or, right then and there.
Spike, coming to the sudden understanding of how forward he was being to her, began to retract his statements. “Uh…heh…uhm…oh…I, uh…I mean…I really shouldn’t have, uh…said…”
“…Oh…um…that is…aheh…not with…heheh…not with as much honesty as yours.” Rarity answered, trying to keep their discussion somewhat objective.
But Spike was derailed by her words. As he understood it, she was not receiving the praise of beauty worthy of her being. Her rose to his feet, spouting a spirited string of words, expressing his thoughts. “…Thah…that’s impossible…unthinkable…INCONCEIVABLE!!!”
Rarity winced from Spike’s odd rush of anger and turned the canopy light back on to get a better look at him, afraid of what he was getting on about. “Spike, really! What are you getting so worked up about?” Rarity slid herself back slightly against the headboard, rolling the sheets off of Spike and the parts of her body where he stood as well, so she could prop her head up a bit and gain a view on the puppy, even preparing her hands at her side to swat him off if needed.
Spike suddenly calmed down, realizing that his reaction was fairly brash. “Oh…uhm, sorry.” He resolved to setting his little rump upon her belly and placed his forward paws below her breasts to prop himself up from his shoulders. “I just mean, well…you’re just so totally gorgeous and all, and, it’s kinda hard to believe that colts…eh…b…boys your age aren’t just showering you with praise and stuff.”
Rarity, absorbing the reasons for Spike’s behavior, suddenly felt quite flustered again. “Oh, Spaeeheek. Well, I mean, every so often, I do get surrounded by a crowd of adohhring boys, but…really, I just usually avoid that kind of thing.” Rarity said, relaxing a bit and slumping back down to bed level. She reached up and began playing with Spike’s big, floppy ears then, making him slump down upon her body in a likewise manner as she. “Really, Spikey-poos, you mustn’t let such a thing get to you so.”
“Mmmyeah…I know, but…I mean…Rarity…even my Rarity…you’re just so…beauuuuutifulllhhhh…” Spike moaned, letting his cute, misty eyed puppy head ooze into her beautiful brassiere, adoringly nestling his head and gently caressing it against her large, cushioned breasts.
“Ohh, Spikey-poo, you are absolutely gorgeous too…mmmmmm…” Rarity said as she caressed the top of his furry, little head with her cheek and gently hugged him against her body. She couldn’t tell if her lack of apprehension against his cuddling her bosom was due to her slightly drunken state of mind or just that she really, really liked his loving presence towards her. Either way, she simply loved his gently caressing, little puppy head and how it made love to her slightly firming breasts, through her finely embroidered bra.
Having become a short order connoisseur of young, perky breasts, over the events of the past few hours, he had to admit, he really liked it here, between Rarity’s fine, large, custard cups. “Ayeee hope you don’t mind me saying so…and…uh…don’t tell the other girls, but, yours are the finest pair of…what are these things called again?”
Rarity giggled. “…Breasts?” she replied, staring adoringly at her Spikey-wikey’s cute, little face as he looked to her for answers.
“Yeah, breasts.” Spike confirmed. “Ahhhhh…I looove yours, Rarity. They’re just so nice…and soft…and big…it’s like…it’s like…touching my head between two nice, warm, heeeeaaavenly clouds…mmmmmmmmmmmhhhhhh…”
Rarity giggled again, making Spike’s body bounce around upon her belly a bit. “Hmhmhmmm…oh, thank you so much, my little Spikey-wikey.”
Belly to belly, Rarity could feel Spike’s warm, fuzzy body caress against her navel as he even reached up and placed his furry forearms and paws around her large womanly range, embracing and falling in love with the things and making her feel just the teasing suggestion of warm, sexual pleasure.
She couldn’t stand it anymore. “…Oh why not…” she moaned and then slipped her nimble hand underneath Spikes cheek and dragged her beautifully embroidered bra up and off her breasts, now leaving the soft, beautiful mounds of womanly flesh shining in Spikes widened eyes.
“…Y-you…wah?” Spike stammered, rising up off her body and staring back at her for confirmation.
Rarity smiled, hazily, seductively...submissively, yet, she maintained a somewhat dominant posture. “You may sample my…fiiine rack of lamb, but, ehdo be gentle…if you would?”
They both giggled a moment. “Yes, milady.” Spike bowed gently…and then went in to partake of her gorgeous rack.
The behavior of her breasts upon touch was, by far, strange, in comparison to Applejack’s and Rainbow Dash’s. These were full, large objects, as big as his head, that were, in a word…dynamic. He gently played upon them, pressing them from their sides and caressing their outermost edges with his paws. They jiggled easily as if they were two, huge water balloons, and he liked them…a lot.
Rarity looked upon the pup with curiosity, observing his strange behavior, as he seemed to be mesmerized by her womanly orbs. With wide eyes he surveyed them, pressing and massaging into them, holding them like miniature beach balls in his paws, before he started circling all around. As Rarity felt his rough yet gentle paws caress her, circling all over her firming breasts, she began to succumb to the gentle pleasure he was giving her. “…Ohhhhh…” she moaned as Spike circled and circled slowly over her breasts, his palms getting lost in their paths across her skin as if he was sculpting a Zen garden. Soon, lost in total adoration and worship for the lady’s sweet, flawless skin, Spike closed his eyes and slowly submerged himself upon her, placing his cute, puppy face between her breasts and stroking them both with his furry cheeks, sometimes one and then the other, even letting his lips and breath trace around this area in total worship. She was quite sensitive and very receptive to touch here…and well thankful of it too. “Ohhh, Spikehhheh…” Rarity giggled as he pleasured across nearly all the surfaces of her womanly mountain range. She began petting and gently scratching behind his ears in reply to all he was giving her. It seemed an adequate response, as he seemed to gently increase the firmness of his touch.
For a good while, he took her body like this, loving her through touch alone, but, soon, his curiosity got the better of him. Even though he was somewhat reluctant to make a…hot mess of her, there were some things he had to know. So, he began, slowly, gently, lapping with his warm, wet, slippery little doggy tongue, licking right between her touchy, sensitive breasts…and it drove her wild.
“Ohohhh…Spiiikehh!” Rarity moaned, as his tasting of her flesh sent shivers through her body. She had to admit, if she didn’t have the self control to contain herself there, she could have outright came.
Spike progressed from valley to hill, starting a slow, snaking path over one wide and now firm slope, and then the other. A vision of flower petals spun in his head as his palate was filled with the fragrance of flowery essences, sweet and delicious. Her perfumed skin was like herbal candy to him as he lapped, lapped, lapped, tasting up and across each inner slope of her breasts. And then, finally, he reached the sweet, warm, enigmatic cherry, sitting as the peak of each of these beautiful Everests.
His eyes had been gently closed, all this time that he was enjoying her body. He opened them a moment, as his wide, open mouth blasted hot, excited breaths upon the objects of his attention and affection, and drank in the sight of her large, deeply colored areolas and tall, robust, attentive nipples. Rarity watched nervously, as it seemed all motion stopped, and waited for the mesmerized pup to begin his feast upon her. He closed his eyes, letting his tongue protrude, ever so gently, out of his hungry mouth, and then began stroking, slowly and vigorously, around her tasty, rosy buds.
“Oughhh…Spikehh!” Rarity chirped as light shards of pleasure shot through her breasts. Every time she felt his warm, juicy tongue circle and flick around her nipples, her skin tingled and her body gave a gentle shudder. Her tasty, sensitive flesh was a pure delight to him, as he felt the echo of pleasure radiate back into his being, as she writhed slowly in place, letting her hands smooth over his body in adoration…absolute positive feedback.
Spike pressed her large breasts together, in an act of hungered efficiency, until her nipples touched in place, and began feasting on them both. Swifter and hungrier, he lapped upon her tasty buds and tasted upon her sweet, delicious skin, fragrant and womanly, as if he was supping upon the candied petals of lavender and rose.
Rarity’s legs began crossing and shifting, sometimes embracing Spike’s lower half, sometimes simply rubbing across each other, over her burning love box. Her moistening womanhood and soaking panties were now beginning to sign their presence into the sheets. It all made her a bit uncomfortable, partly because she didn’t quite want evidence of their little soiree…the other part being…she was now simply hungry for more.
“Oughhh…Spiiiikeh…you’re making me wet my sheets!” Rarity called forth his attention.
Spike retreated from her body a moment. Furrowing his brow in concern, he turned behind to observe the widening spot that was evident in the silk below. “Oh…heh…yeah. Sh…should I…stop now? It’s okay if you want me to…” he replied, returning his attention to the lady ahead of him.
“Oh, ghoodness! Absolutely not! Do you not know that it’s absolutely horrid to keep a lady wating?”
Spike was a bit puzzled at that. “Heh…of course, but…um…wait…waiting for…what?”
Rarity’s eyes became misty and adoring. “You could perhaps help me out and…plug up my little problem.” she spoke teasingly, her delicate hands reaching up and petting over his head, loving the feeling of his smooth fur.
Spike’s confusion was a bit stubborn. His body retracted to sit upon her belly as he asked, “Hhhhhaw am I supposed to do that?”
She then smiled the most delicate of smiles, saying, “…I want you inside of me.” before she gently pinched and caressed down his silky, floppy ears.
“…You want me to…wah?”
Rarity smiled warmly. Her hands began wandering down the cute puppy’s underbelly, slowly closing with his gently excited, protruding manhood. As her fingertips gently alighted upon his tender, sensitive flesh, she spoke in a voice that made her sound like she was partaking of a delicate cupcake of devil’s-food. “…I want you…to take this maaarvelous thing…and put it…inside of me.”
Spike shuddered at her touch. His soft, slippery shaft began firming and pulsing within her fingertips. “Aughhh…yy…you mean…down there?”
“…Yes, daaahhling. Right…down…there…as far and deep as you can get it into me.”
Spike grinned, nervously. “Eheh…a-as the lady wishes.” he said.
“Ohh, she dahhhs. She really dahhhs.” Rarity said, playing at his ears still, and then he quickly got to work upon her.
Spike took a few steps back, until his face was hovering above the hot, wet spot within the silken sheets. Steadily, he began peeling down the covers, slowly, anxiously, revealing now to him the beautiful landscape of her shapely hips, the smooth complexion of her flawless skin, and the hot, wet, juicy mess that nearly steamed before him. Her soaked, pearly, ivory panties teased as their soaked fibers clung like a negligee around her plump, fragrant, womanly lips. Hungrily, Spike dove in and pressed his hungry muzzle and pulsing nostrils into the heated candy box that he was so dire to get at.
Rarity squealed and yelped as she felt Spike’s excited snout press and waggle right into her clitoris. “Oh! Spike! Hoohoohhh…no teasing, you little horny dog. Just get on with it…your lady demands it of you.”
Spike recovered his face from her fragrant, womanly flower and hurriedly began to strip her of her soaking panties, slowly and delicately catching them around her hips and tugging them off her body with his claws. “Ohhh, as the lady wishes. You know, Rarity would never let me do this to her, back home.”
Rarity giggled in reply. “Wehhhhlllll…I maaay be a fooool, in other dimensions, but, here…Ayyeeem a lady who KNOWS what she wants.” she boasted, resting her hands upon her breasts as she watched Spike clear her panties from her ankles and then turn to regard her sweet, bald, innocent pleasure box.
“Hohhhyeahhh…” Spike moaned. He wanted it badly, so, he placed a paw on either side of her delicate pussy to support himself and then dove in again, hungrily, constantly lapping up her sweet juices and wandering madly all over the area.
“Ah…aghhh! N-nohhh! Stophhhh!!!” Rarity chirped as Spike’s actions shocked her with pleasure. But she was in no mood for hors d’oeuvres. She wanted the main course.
Rarity gently yet savagely grabbed the puppy’s wandering head. “Enough ‘chit chat’.” she said with infernos erupting within her eyes and a demon smile upon her face. “GIVE…IT…TOOHHH…MEEEEEHHHH!” she growled, giving Spike a feeling of fear, arousal…and admiration. She wanted him to fuck her…now.
Rarity carried him forward, supporting him from underneath his armpits, until his hips were aligned with hers and his slippery, little member was kissing upon her pussy’s lips. Slowly, deftly, he began stroking into her pussy’s inner meats, gently introducing his key into her burning lock, and getting surrounded by the pleasure, the sensation of her burning flesh. “hhhhHHHGHHHHH…hhhoughhhh!!!” Spike moaned as his hips began a slow, single push. Rarity threw her head back in easy yet intense pleasure as she felt his shaft slip slowly, slowly into her body, pleasing and answering the hunger of her burning cunt. It was as if his slowly firming flesh worked well to snuff out the fires within her pussy’s chamber, stroking and stroking slowly across the slick, slippery inner walls of her cunt…and yet, new, passionate flames of electric power were forming in their wake.
“Ahh…oh ghaaadd, Spikehh! Yess! Put it inside of me…all the way inhh!!!” Rarity moaned as Spike continued his thrust home, through the hot, wet, loving walls of her love canal. Spike could feel her vaginal walls begin to tighten their embrace upon him, drinking the sensation from his firming cock, until he was at last home. His large, freely hanging testicles kissed beneath Rarity’s lower lips, his shaft was buried until the hilt of its body, and her vaginal walls, lovingly, intensely hugged all around him, locking him deeply in place. He was in heaven…and Rarity’s hunger was finally met. Her body had what it wanted.
“Oughhhhh…I could…stay like this…foreverhhh!” Spike answered, panting.
Rarity finally let go of the boy, allowing him to latch his legs around her hips for a more pronounced form of support. “Oughhh…yes indeed, Spikey-poohhh. Your little…ehehmmm…or not so little doggy bone sure does wonder for a lady’s soul.”
“Mmmmm…I’ll say…” Spike replied, as misty-eyed as Rarity, and his body began instinctively producing a motion that he simply found divine. He was glad it was there and that he didn’t need to discover or answer for it, himself. Spike began gently thrusting, back and forth inside of her, letting his stiffening cock feel more and more pleasure through his motion. “Ouhhhh…why am I doing thathhh??? Oh…forget the reason…I love itehhh!” Spike moaned, panting harder as he continued to fuck her tight and loving pussy.
“Aouhhhhhhyeeeeeesssss, dearieeeeee. Ohhhhh, my little pussy-woosie looooves you tooooo, for that, Spiiikehhh. Oh you certainly doo know how to treat a lady…” Rarity moaned sweet nonsense to him as he continued to fuck, pounding gently into her pussy at an easy pace. They both settled into a speechless, hot, and heavy form of lovemaking, Spike constantly pounding and thrusting into her body, and Rarity laying back and letting the waves of wide, loving pleasure wash over her body, through every fiber of her being. As she closed her eyes and felt the fires of pleasure spill through to her very fingertips, making her head roll left and right in sweet, burning passion, she began to feel a thick, manly sensation present itself, just within the first third of her love canal. The knot of Spike’s manly doggy cock began to swell and fill her up with explosive pleasure, causing her vaginal walls to tighten up, pressing upon him and hungrily grabbing for more of his body. “OHHHHHH, SPIKEHHH! OHHH…MY LITTLE PUSSY LOOOOVVES THAT THING!!!” Rarity moaned in an animalistic rasp. Her arms embraced about her own breasts as her body tightened in response. Her legs wrapped around the puppy’s rump and her back began to arch. Her pussy pushed back, hard and hungry, against his now large, pronounced knot, and she felt as if she was about to explode.
“HAH! HAH! HAH! OHHHH, RARITEEEEEHHH!!!” Spike panted and groaned. He loved fucking her pussy. Her every wall loved and embraced him with hungry passion, surrounding and squeezing upon his now huge, meaty shaft, as he thrust and thrust himself into her. The fore-measure of her love canal, just beyond her hungry lips, was making love to his manhood’s loving doggy knot, pressing hungrily against him, making him feel as if there was a firm, large, ravenous tongue within, pressing and licking against his bulb and simply couldn’t get enough of him.
Rarity was utterly speechless. Her brow pressed together and her teeth sexily gritted within her mouth as she sucked in hard, cold breaths. The pleasure was totally overwhelming, as he pumped and pumped his cock within her pussy, shocking her hard with almost sharp, sparking pleasure. Sheets of sweat made her gorgeous body shimmer as she opened her mouth wide now, gasping for air. Her hands hungrily clutched around Spike’s torso. Her legs crossed and locked behind Spikes rump. And now, as she felt him fuck her pussy, again and again and again, she squealed. She felt like she was exploding.
“Ohhhhh-h-h-h-h-h-h—h-hhhhhhh----!” Spike heard Rarity nearly sing a bird-like, high pitched, broken note, and then…
“AghhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHYEEEEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!...” she squealed, nearly screaming. Spike almost didn’t know what to do. He didn’t want to stop. It felt to cursedly good, but, he was worried about her. But then, he himself felt that he was about to explode. The pleasure overwhelmed his conscious mind and he began pounding and pounding and pounding into her tight, burning flesh. Every time his knot squeezed and stroked back against the firmness of her flesh, Rarity began to gush…spill…shoot hot splashes of burning love juice from just above his shaft, spilling I all over his thankful, thrusting manhood. It felt absolutely divine. He continued, fucking and fucking her, not wanting to stop for an instant, her pussy absolutely gripping and sucking the ever loving life out of his hungry cock, and he didn’t want any of it to stop. He shoved at lightning speed, making love to her body, and giving her all that she could handle, squeezing the hot, burning pussy juice from her thankful cunt…and then a shock deep within his loins prompted him to fuck harder and faster…until he absolutely exploded inside of her.
“AAAAUGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” Spike screamed, arcing his back and shoving his cock deeply home. His member throbbed, lovingly, inside of her, spurting and shooting hot, thick rivers of cum deep into her cunt.
“Oghhhohhh…Spiiiiihehhh…” Rarity moaned, half conscious, thoroughly satiated, as she felt her inner chambers fill up with burning gallons of sweet, liquid love. They both shook and shuddered in place, their bodies giving out and collapsing from the absolute walls of passion and pleasure that had just rammed through them…and then, they were done.
In a delightful, steaming pile of fur and flesh, Spike resting upon Rarity’s gorgeous, shimmering body in the canopy light, the length of time at which they simply panted in silence could not be known. It felt like hours, but, certainly, it was suspended within only a few minutes, a blissful silence of pleasure and unspoken love.
Spike began to stir, still sheathed within Rarity’s warm, moist crevice. He slowly, painfully, carefully slipped himself out of her…a regrettable action which left a small portion of the bed…flooded.
“Ohnoh…agehh…heayyegggg…Rarity! I need to…we need…oh, gosh! It’s getting everywhe…huh?” Spike stopped his little panic party and looked his lady over. She was breathing, slow and steady, but, she was totally unresponsive.
Spike pattered his little feet over and around her body, trying to get her attention. “Rarity??” he called. No answer. He tapped, shook, and outright swatted against her cheek. There was nothing. He knew not at all what was wrong with her. “Rarity!!!” Spike screamed. Utter worry shot through his little, puppy body as he scrambled in thought over what to do.
Quick as a whip, he dragged the covers back over her, leapt off the bed, and headed straight for the door. The only thought within his mind was that he needed help. He was certain the girls downstairs could make good on that. Thankfully, the doorknobs were of the leaver variety, so, he leapt once, twice, three times, tiring out his already exhausted little legs, but, getting a little bit closer, each time he bounced back with more momentum. Finally, he reached the latch with his face and clamped onto it with his jaws. His weight was just enough to jolt and drag the knob downward, clicking the door open. Hurriedly, he pawed the door open and bolted towards the stairs. He hoped he wasn’t too late.
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