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A Day To Remember (NSFW)

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>You stand on the outskirts of Ponyville, tense with anticipation.
>Any minute now…it’s just like her to be late…
>Your grin widens as a familiar blue streak races from the overhanging cloud house, making a beeline for you.
>The prismatic pegasus grinds to a dead stop before you, hanging a few feet above the ground.
>”You flinched!”
“Did not! I know you’re too cowardly to tackle me.” You chuckle.
>”Oh, I’m the coward!” Rainbow Dash says with mock annoyance. “Remind me who it was that asked the other one out first?”
“Hmm, I can’t quite seem to remember…”
>”Would a kiss jog your memory?” She giggles, wrapping her forelegs around your shoulder.
“Now that you mention it, it might just have been you…”
>She leans in and plants her lips to yours, silencing you.
>”Mmhmm.” She hums, her wings flapping excitedly.
>As her tongue vies with yours for dominance, you sneak a hand in behind her left ear, scratching it softly.
>”Hey!” she yells, breaking off the sensual embrace. “That’s cheating, you know I’m sensitive back there!”
“Why do you think I did it?”
>”You’re going to get me all riled up out here!”
“You make it sound like that’s a problem…” you chuckle, sliding your hand under her rump.
>”Hey, you gotta earn that touch!” she yells, fluttering over your head and wrapping her hoofs round your shoulder.
“Aw, c’mon Dashie!” you chuckle, knowing she’d blush up at the use of her special nickname. “Can I have a little rub?”
>”Not until you earn it!” Dash repeats, preparing herself for the usual routine of being piggybacked around on your head.
“Heh, I’m not going to worry about that part…”
>”You sound like you’re planning something, and you know I don’t like surprises!”
“Now Dashie, would it be a surprise if I told you?”
>You stifle a giggle as the pony perched on your shoulders groans in frustration.
>”C’mon dude!”
“You’ll find out soon enough!”
>Rainbow Dash resigns herself to a mock pout, her huffing broken up by a small giggle as you grasp her legs with your hands.
>She relaxes, signalling that she’s in position, before you start walking back to Ponyville with the mare in tow.
>You felt pretty cheerful about what you had planned in store for the gorgeous pegasus straddled across your shoulders: you couldn’t see any way in which she wouldn’t take it well.
>After all, today was Hearts and Hooves day, supposedly the most romantic day of the pony calendar. Much like Valentine’s day from the days long gone…
>Rainbow Dash’s assumption was correct though. You had indeed planned something special for her…
>You steadily approach the centre of Ponyville, gazing happily upon the swathes of happy couples around you.
“I think we’re still the oddest couple around, don’t you think?”
>”That’s all thanks to you, dude.”
“Hey, I’d like to think I’m fairly normal for a giant ape-man in a land full of tiny little horses.”
>”No normal person would be so obsessed with my flank…”
“In my defence, it is a glorious flank indeed.”
>”Heh, of course it is! Still doesn’t mean you can spend all day staring at it, and don’t pretend you’re not ogling it when I do my morning wingups!”
“Well, it was fun while it lasted…” you mutter remorsefully.
>”I never said you could stop watching…” she giggles. “Just warm me next time you decide to watch me exercise, alright? That way I can put on a show for you…”
>You feel her nuzzle into your neck affectionately, and you return the favour by reaching back and ruffling her hair.
>”Stop it!” she squeals, her cheeks glowing red. “I don’t want other ponies to think we’re too sappy!”
“Too late at this stage…” you chuckle, before kneeling down.
>Rainbow Dash takes the cue to hop off, before turning to you in confusion.
>”What’s the matter, Anon? Did I-“
>Her question is cut off as you nuzzle her gently, her ear twitching in surprise.
>”Mmmph!” she protests, feigning a desire to break away. The eagerness with which she returns the nuzzling betrays her true feelings, however.
“Embarrassed yet?” you tease, savouring the reluctant scowl she gives you.
>”You are so lame Anon, it’s not even funny…”
“C’mon Dash, it’s Hearts and Hooves day. Everyone is being soppy today – just look over there!”
>You motion towards a seated couple a few feet from you, who were busy cuddling in a crowded café.
>”Yeah, but I’m me! The one and only Rainbow Dash! I can’t be seen as soppy!”
>As two particular pegasi streak overhead, you smile devilishly.
“Well, I hate to bring this upon you Dashie, but…”
>”What? Bring what upon me?”
>You giggle, before motioning upwards.
>”Huh? I don’t see anything!”
“Just be patient, Dashie… as hard as that may be for you.”
>She sticks her tongue out at you, before sitting on her haunches, head raised to face the sky over Ponyville.
>”I still don’t see… wait!” She squeals. “Are those the Wonderbolts I see?”
“They might be…” you smirk.
>”Why would they be over Ponyville? Is this part of that ‘surprise’ you mentioned?”
>You remain silent, your grin widening as Dash grows more excited, the Wonderbolts nearing the two of you rapidly.
>”That’s Soarin and Spitfire!” Rainbow Dash cries with feverish enthusiasm. “Anon, what the buck did you do this time?”
“Just watch and see…”
>The two pegasi soar upwards into the sky, leaving streaking trails behind them.
>And here we go…
>With an unmatched display of co-ordination and skill, the pegasi pair race through the sky above, your plan kicking into action.
>Rainbow Dash squints, her head cocked to the side, trying to figure out what was going on.
>Soarin and Spitfire twist and turn at breakneck speeds, their intertwining trails slowly forming a message for Rainbow Dash.
>Her smile widens as the message reveals itself, her wings beginning to quickly flap in uncontrolled excitement.
>Around you, other ponies look up as well, gasping at the scene above them.
>Rainbow Dash’s cheeks erupt in a volcanic blush, her grin reaching preposterous proportions.
>”Anon, you’ve really outdone yourself this time…” she giggles, her ears droopy with embarrassment.
>She flutters up and locks you into a hug, as you stare out over her shoulder at the sky above.
“Anon loves Dash…” you mutter, reading the words as Soarin and Spitfire finish their display.
>”How much did you have to pay for them to write that?” Rainbow Dash asks, as her beautiful magenta eyes lock with yours.
“It doesn’t matter how much it cost me, because your happiness would always be worth it…”
>”You’re such an idiot, Anon! But you’re my special idiot…”
“Heh, and I thought you didn’t like surprises.”
>As Rainbow Dash opens her mouth to protest, you lean and lock your lips with hers, relishing the surprise in her widening eyes.
>She returns the embrace with fervour, her grip around you tightening as her tongue wrestles with yours.
>She must have really enjoyed this little moment, courtesy of you…
>A muffled moan of delight escapes from her as you snake your hands round to her mane, gentle stroking it as you continue to kiss her.
>She suddenly breaks off the kiss, the surprised look now replaced with one of lust.
>”I’d be so mad at you if I didn’t love you.”
>You chuckle in response, wiping a stray trail of saliva hanging off her mouth.
“I hope you aren’t counting that moment as sappy: it looks like we’ve attracted quite the crowd…”
>She looks round the group of couples who were looking on the two of you, not with accusing stares but satisfied gazes.
>”Huh… guess we put on a good show together.”
“If you thought that was a show, then you ain’t seen nothing yet!”
>Still holding Dashie in your arms, you make your way over to the two pegasi who had secured you an emotional victory.
>Spitfire grins as Soarin nods towards a sealed package on the ground, before giving you a knowing wink.
>”I’ll be damned Anonymous, I didn’t think Rainbow Dash here was soft enough to enjoy a gesture like that.”
>”Hey!” Dash yells with blush-accompanied indignation. “I have an image to maintain!”
>”Didn’t stop you there then, did it?” Soarin chuckles. “I didn’t see that one coming though, Anon thought you’d keep your composure until after this one…”
>”This one?” Rainbow Dash repeats in confusion. “What do you mean ‘this one’?”
>”Why don’t you open that package then?” Spitfire giggles.
>As Dash sits beside it and struggles with it, Spitfire coughs in embarrassment.
>”Just warning ya Anon, if she got that worked up over the aerial display then she’ll probably fuck you right in the middle of this street!”
“Heh, I’m all for giving Ponyville a sight to remember.”
>Soarin’s wings suddenly flare up, his cheeks flushed.
>Spitfire gapes at him, before bursting into laughter.
>”I can see some ponies in particular like the thought of that… I thought you had eyes for me, Soarin?”
>Before he can choke out a reply, the moment is interrupted as Rainbow Dash begins to squeal.
>”Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh!” she cries, wings flapping at a blistering pace.
>With shaking hooves, she lifts the flight suit up, her mouth open in awe.
“I think she likes it…”
>”Is th-this a f-fan suit?” she splutters, struggling to retain her composure.
>”What else would it be? I figured it’d only be right to give it to our number one fan.” Spitfire smirks.
>Rainbow Dash trembles like she was about to simultaneously cry, scream and cheer at the same time, before calmly turning to you.
>”I need to pay you back for this. This is… too much.”
“You’re worth it Dashie.”
>”No, I’m not saying that it’s too much…” Her voice suddenly adopts a sultry tone, her ears twitching. “I’m just saying… maybe you deserve something nice as well…”
>And so it begins.
“Well, we can’t exactly just rut here in the street, can we?”
>”Then we’ll go to your place. Nice and private… but you two can watch if you want…”
>She motions towards the Wonderbolt couple, who raise their eyebrows in unison.
>”Er, you sure about that?” Soarin asks with hesitation, eyeing Spitfire nervously.
>”While I have no doubt it’d be cute to watch you two fuck, I think I’ll take Soarin someplace private myself.”
>Spitfire rubs herself against Soarin’s chest, her raised tail brushing under his chin.
>”I’m just so tense from training…” She giggles, as Soarin begins to sweat. “And ever since Anon set us up on that date, you’ve been an awfully patient gentlecolt…”
>Both Spitfire and Rainbow Dash begins to walk off, as you and Soarin lock eyes.
>You both remain silent for a moment, before he raises a hoof in anticipation.
>With the force of a thousand suns, you high five him, before bringing him in for a manly shoulder bump.
>”Go Anon! Fuck her for me!”
“I will, my brother! Don’t forget to cum inside when you’re done!”
>This would normally be far beyond your normal realm of conversation, but the barrier for “normal” was long gone.
>You quickly catch up to Rainbow Dash, who was happily trotting down the trail that lead to your house.
“You sure you’re up for this, Dashie? I don’t want to force anything on you…”
>”Are you kidding me? You went to the bother of organising that message, and got my idols to give me a Wonderbolts suit!” Her wings flap excitedly against the suit balanced on her back. “I’m going to reward you for this, whether you like it or not!”
“Heh, you won’t have to worry about me liking it… so, what’ve you got in store for me?”
>You were already beginning to get excited at the unknown prospects of what your special somepony would do for you.
>”That’s… a surprise.”
>Rainbow Dash sticks her tongue out at you cheekily, and you coyly smack her butt-cheek, causing her tail to shoot upwards.
>”Ow! Don’t smack me there!”
“You seem to like it, and the way it was just swaying from side to side, I couldn’t help myself.”
>”If you’re going to do that… at least wait until I’ve got the suit on!” Rainbow Dash grins, her cheeks rosy red with blushing.
>It’s now your turn to blush, as you grin helplessly.
“Wow, you sure know how to push my buttons, you cheeky little pony…”
>”It’s the least I can do. All you’ve done for me today… it’s the most anyp0ny has ever done for me. You’re making me feel… loved. Yeah, that’s the word.”
>You reach down and ruffle her mane, and she nuzzles against your palm.
“Well, I was hoping you’d feel my love today. Your happiness is all that matters to me.”
>”You big sappy idiot… I love you.”
>You lean down and hug the beaming pegasus, before kissing her softly on the lips.
“I love you too, you obstinate, competitive dunce.”
>”Don’t get too annoying, or else I might just cancel the reward…” Rainbow Dash teases, wiggling her flank seductively.
>In one quick movement, you grab Rainbow Dash and playfully wrestle her onto her back.
“Guess I’ll just have to take my reward then, if you’re not going to give it up…”
>”Oh no! Please don’t hold me down and rut me senseless, mister scary monkey man! And whatever you do, please don’t cum inside me!”
“That’s it; we’re going to the house right now. If I have to wait any longer we’ll both be reprimanded for public indecency.”
>Rainbow Dash smirks at the growing bulge in your trousers, before wiggling out from underneath you.
>”In that case… wanna race?”
>You lean down and grab the folded suit which had been dropped in the playful scuffle, before breaking into a jog, making a beeline for your humble abode.
>Rainbow Dash speeds past you, before lazily floating above the front door.
>You vault the outside fence and eagerly open the unlocked door, closing it behind Rainbow Dash.
“Bedroom?”
>”Bedroom.”
>You both grin in anticipation, before making your way upstairs towards the room where you spent so many nights together.
“I think I’ve earned that ass grope, wouldn’t you agree?”
>”You’re so rude, Anon! Just the way I like it…”
>Rainbow Dash trots over to the bed, leaning across it while keeping her hooves firmly planted on the floor.
“No, let’s do this with the suit on. It’s nice and… tight.”
>You felt giddy just saying that sentence, as Rainbow Dash flutters her eyelids at you.
>”Why don’t you help me into it then?”
>You need no further motivation than that, scrambling to open the suit up and prepare it for wearing.
>Gentle and tantalisingly, Dashie slides herself into the suit, wiggling her flank as the latex tightens.
>You stretch the suit up to her midpoint, covering most of her belly, before pausing.
>Taking a steeling breath, you lovingly grab the robust buttocks of the beautiful pegasus in front of you, before squeezing.
>A satisfied grunt of pleasure lets you know that you’ve hit the sweet spot, before you continue massaging.
>Your hands slide over the smooth, round contours of your lover’s ass, your attention mesmerised by the perfect pony plot in front of you.
>”Dude, have I ever mentioned how amazing your hands are?”
“If you think this feels good, just you wait honey…”
>You begin to pinch the malleable flesh, your hand movements picking up speed and force as the two of you enjoy the moment.
>God damn, Spitfire did not mess around with this suit… no wonder you had a latex fetish…
>Rainbow Dash’s breathing grows deeper and faster as your fingers work their magic, caressing and exploring the raised rump.
>A devilish thought suddenly intrudes on your mind, and after flashing Dashie a wicked grin, you deftly spank her square on the right cheek.
>”Ah!” she cries, her hindlegs kicking against you in reflex.
“Sorry honey, couldn’t resist…”
>You chuckle, before something of interest catches your eye.
>A dark stain forming on the back of the suit, in-between and below the two glorious butt-cheeks before you.
“Looks to me like you enjoyed that Dashie, you’re wet already!”
>”D-don’t stop now! Less talking, more-“
>You cut her off with another firm spank, relishing the moan of guilty pleasure that emanates from your special somep0ny.
>”Oh sweet Celestia, it feels so good!”
>Taking her cries of pleasure as encouragement, you slide your free hand up and down her concealed slit, grinning as you feel the wetness of her delicate area.
>”Th-that’s cheating! Hands are so unfair…”
>Her tail swishes to and fro excitedly, her whole body shaking from the pent-up pleasure aching to be released.
“Having fun there?”
>She moans in desperation, before eyeing you wildly.
>”You’re g-gonna make me cum if you keep that up!”
>With a reluctant sigh, you conclude the ass massage with a final squeeze, as Rainbow Dash pants in delight.
>”I’m meant to be the one making you cum, not the other way around!
“But watching your little butt jiggle as you orgasm is just so damned cute…”
>”You think so…? Whatever, what do you want to do now?”
“I think this is the part we’re both meant to enjoy,” you chuckle, before unbuttoning and disrobing of your shirt.
>”Wait, we can’t just skip to the rutting already!”
“Huh? I thought you wanted me to-“
>”No you big featherbrain!” She says, hopping up and leaning herself against your now bare chest. “This is my gift to you… Just let me take it from here…”
>Her seductive tone only serves to amplify your excitement, and you lean in to kiss her.
>Quickly and deftly, she drops below your grasp, her teeth working away at your zipper.
“Huh…? Oh my…”
>”Shh. Just lean back, relax, and let me handle this…”
>With perhaps a little more force than what would be necessary, she pushes you back onto the bed, pouncing on top of you with almost primal lust.
>Enthusiastically tugging at your zipper, she makes short work of your trousers, wrenching them off with a victorious grunt.
>Her attention then turns to the bulge beneath your bright blue boxers, aching to be released from its cotton confinement.
>With agonizing deliberateness, she pulls the boxers back, hungrily eyeing your now exposed manhood.
>Needing no encouragement from you, she nuzzles the tip gently, giggling as it boops off her nose.
>You let out an involuntary gasp, and Dash’s eyes take on a mischievous look.
>Her head lowers to the bottom of your shaft, before…
“Oh fuck…” you groan, the electrifying feeling of your lover’s lips preventing any sort of thought processes.
>Dashie, motivated by your groan, slowly sets to work.
>Her lips move up and down your manhood, gently kissing and caressing it, her eyes locked with yours.
>You lie there transfixed by the paralysing pleasure the prismatic pegasus was providing, trying in vain to suppress the grunts of exertion that were building inside your throat.
>Up and down, up and down: Rainbow Dash maintains the steady rhythm, teasing you with her tongue.
>You reach and stroke her mane, keeping it from hanging over her face, as Rainbow Dash smiles at you.
>Her left ear begins to twitch as your fingers nestle behind it, scratching it gently as she works her magic on you.
>With delicate finality, she runs her lips from the depths to the tip of your shaft, before kissing the tip deeply.
>As you clutch her mane tightly, she opens her mouth wide, carefully lowering herself onto your rod.
>The feeling of her tongue as your dick slides along it… the feeling of her mouth as she takes you in…
>It was unlike anything you’d ever felt before. Nothing you’d ever experienced could match the fire in your loins…
>Your pleasure is compounded by surprise as Rainbow Dash takes you in to the hilt, retaining her composure as your member slides down her throat.
“Oh my God, this is… Y-you’ve been practising, haven’t you Dashie?”
>She remains silent for obvious reasons, instead contently bobbing her head up and down. As she does, the heavenly rhythms begin anew as her head oscillates, the amazing sensations spreading up and down your dick.
>As your member threatens to escape the blissful prison of Dash’s mouth, she takes you in once, her tongue caressing and stroking you.
>Dash’s grunts soon join yours: the intensifying excitement punctuated by your dual sighs of relief and enjoyment.
“Dashie, this is incredible…”
>Your member slides out of her mouth with a satisfactory ‘pop’, and she calmly licks a stray drop of precum off her lips.
>”I wouldn’t want anything else for you. I am Rainbow Dash after all, I need to be the best!”
>Before you can conjure up a witty retort, her hooves begin to slide up and down your still-erect member, eliciting another gasp from you.
>”It’s kinda fun sucking your dick, watching you squirm and groan… but I have a better idea!”
>Her mouth closes around your tip as her hooves begin to rub, the physical exhilaration overwhelming your senses.
>This was too much for you, the feeling of her tongue daintily caressing your tip…
“Uugh… Dashie, I’m gonna-“
>You clutch her tightly as you reach your limit, as she calmly closes her mouth.
>Your guttural moans punctuate the moment, as you release your load onto Dashie’s face. She sits there, patiently waiting as you continue to expend your pent-up frustration onto her.
>After a few seconds you finally finish, utterly incapable of doing anything except lying there and gasping.
>You breathe slowly and heavily, inching towards mental coherency. As your faculties finally return, you realise that you’re still pressing against Dash’s face with your manhood.
>You let go of the pleased-looking pony, who sits back on her haunches, ignoring the splattering of seed across her face and mane.
“Holy fuck… that was amazing, Dash. I feel sort of… lightheaded now.”
>”I’ll take that as a job well done then!” she exclaims triumphantly.
“It was more than well done… A rather messy job though, I didn’t even know you were into facials.”
>”I’m not usually. The thought just sort of… came to me.”
“Heh, and I thought I was the pervert… wanna get into the shower and clean up then?”
>”Oh, we won’t need to do that…”
>The knowing tone of sultriness in her voice tells you that this is far from over.
“What do you mean?”
>”I could always just… clean it off myself…”
>She lifts a wing to her face and wipes it down, covering her soft feathers with your seed.
“You’re going to preen yourself? Now?”
>”Why not?” she giggles, lifting the wing to her mouth. “I bet you’ll like it…”
>You continue to lie there, transfixed as Rainbow Dash begins to suck and preen at her feathery appendage.
>Drooping strands of cum bridge the gap between her mouth and wing, as she swallows and slurps your seed down.
>She was right: you were enjoying this… if the resurgence of your erection was anything to go by.
>It’s now your turn to grin as you gaze upon the preening pony, your lingering lust inspiring you to indulge in further pleasures of the flesh…
“Dashie, you can’t just expect me to lie here and watch you now, can you? Besides, I know you’ve got the itch too… and preening your wings clean isn’t quite going to cut it…”
>Rainbow Dash makes no resistance as you lean up, nuzzling her on the nose as you switch positions.
>She flops back onto the bed with an adorable poof, giggling as you run your hands up her sides.
>It’s obvious she’s ready for this moment: her slit was evidently wet with excitement, and her breathing was slow and deliberate.
>You position yourself over her, making sure that she’s comfortable, before you line yourself up for entry.
>One final shared look of anticipation, before you slide into her, the folds of her lips parting for your dick.
>Rainbow Dash gasps in pleasure, her body shaking and twisting underneath you, as your bodies embrace in the most euphoric way.
>You steel yourself and make sure you’re not hurting your special somep0ny, before beginning to thrust: a shrill cry of utter pleasure slices through the silence of the bedroom, and Dashie’s eyes roll backwards into her head as the sensations overwhelm her.
>As you hilt inside her, the feeling of her skin against yours sends electrifying shivers throughout your body.
>Your grip on her tightens and your thrusting picks up momentum, the orgasmic experience motivating you to push harder and faster.
>As you delve into a steady pace, Rainbow Dash returns to coherency, her eyes locking with yours.
>She lifts a shaky wing from its pinned position and carefully resumes her preening, her mouth clamping round her wing in pleasure-induced desperation.
>As a drop of cum leisurely drops into her mouth, the agonizing desire in your loins drives you to slam the weight of your body into the thrusts.
>Dashie responds by returning the motion: she undulates her body underneath you, pushing up against your crotch with hers.
>The two of you quickly fall into pattern, your bodies dancing together in this magnificent horizontal tango.
“Heh… this isn’t a competition, honey…” you grunt, raising a grin from Dash.
>”I never said… it was… but you’re gonna cum first!”
“Well see about that…” you chuckle.
>Your grunts of pleasure soon rival hers, as the unparalleled sensations of her insides caressing you grows stronger, and stronger.
>So amazingly tight, yet smooth and inviting…
>With every thrust you pull back, threatening to escape her enticing depths, before slamming back in. Not that you had a choice though: as if desperate for your girth, her inside would squeeze your member as if to prevent its premature escape.
>Your attention is drawn back to Dash’s wings, as she trails her tongue from its base to its tip, much like she had done with you.
>She sticks her tongue out, presenting the seed that still remained on it, before closing her mouth and swallowing satisfactorily.
“Good girl Dashie… I think you’ve earned what’s coming…”
>”Can you please… cum inside?” she gasps, her sweat drenched face masked with lustful desire.
“Where else would I cum?” you chuckle, taking a moment to pause and recuperate your breath.
>”I don’t know…” she giggles, sharing in the momentary pause. “You did a pretty good job of blowing your load on my face!”
“Heh, fair point… Don’t expect me to be done anytime soon though.”
>”I wish I could say the same…” Dashie groans, sighing in relief. “You really know how to make me feel like a mare, Anon.”
“I try my best… so, wanna keep going?”
>”I think we both know the answer to that one.”
“In that case, I want to try a different position... Try raising your flank in the air, head down…”
>She nods in conformation and you slide out of her, your member slick with her juices.
“Gotta say honey, you’re so tight it almost seems you don’t want me inside you…”
>”You couldn’t be more wrong!” she squeals, wiggling her flank at you as she takes position. “You’re just so good to me: I don’t want to let you go…”
“Yeah well-“
>Her tails suddenly strokes you under your chin, bringing your attention to her raised plot.
“You know what, let’s cut the talk and just make love…”
>”Much better plan, lets do this!”
>You kneel behind Dash and grasp her ass, guiding your member to her entrance with your right hand.
>If the last position felt good, then this one was positively divine. You could feel the muscles of her vaginal wall pressing against your member, squeezing and stroking it.
>Rainbow Dash yells in pleasure as you hilt inside her once more, struggling to contain yourself against the sensations of her insides.
>You take a deep breath before commencing your oscillating thrusts, knowing you wouldn’t last against the sensory overload.
>As you concentrate on your self-prolonged torture, Rainbow Dash struggles to lift the wing to her mouth, vainly trying to preen herself.
>She clamps her mouth around the wing, beginning to shake from the evident effort of staving off her peak.
>You grin with devilish anticipation, before quickening the pace of your thrusts, relishing the rising pitch of her cries.
>The preened wing escapes the confines as her mouth as both wings begin to flap excitedly, amplifying her strained shaking even further.
>”Uugh… Anon!”
>She slams her plot back into you as her insides tense, before clenching with exhilarating delectation.
>The bliss induced by the internal squeeze is enough to make you yell in surprise, your peak rapidly approaching.
>You continue to thrust as your crotch is soaked from Dashie’s fluids, her muscles practically begging you for a sweet release.
“Oh fuck me…” you exclaim, before you finally reach the limit of your endurance.
>The two of you come as close as you could as you empty your seed into the awaiting pony: her backside pressed against you firmly, her head raised to nuzzle against yours.
>You freeze in position as you empty your load inside her, content to stay put and clutch your special somep0ny in the heights of your orgasm.
>When your contractions finally cease, you gently slide yourself out of Dash, as your seed slowly drips from her shimmering slit.
>Before exhaustion overwhelms you, you hoist the satisfied pegasus up and carry her into the adjacent bathroom, sitting down with her in the shower.
>As the warm water cascades down onto the two of you, you and Dash weakly kiss, your hand gently stroking her soaked mane. She continues to quiver and shake, but your embrace soon relaxes her.
>As you flick a wet strand of hair out from in front of her eye, she chuckles gently.
>”Best hearts and hooves day ever…”
>You smile, bringing her in for a final, loving hug.
“I couldn’t agree with you more.”

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>You stand on the outskirts of Ponyville, tense with anticipation.
>Any minute now…it’s just like her to be late…
>Your grin widens as a familiar blue streak races from the overhanging cloud house, making a beeline for you.
>The prismatic pegasus grinds to a dead stop before you, hanging a few feet above the ground.
>”You flinched!”
“Did not! I know you’re too cowardly to tackle me.” You chuckle.
>”Oh, I’m the coward!” Rainbow Dash says with mock annoyance. “Remind me who it was that asked the other one out first?”
“Hmm, I can’t quite seem to remember…”
>”Would a kiss jog your memory?” She giggles, wrapping her forelegs around your shoulder.
“Now that you mention it, it might just have been you…”
>She leans in and plants her lips to yours, silencing you. 
>”Mmhmm.” She hums, her wings flapping excitedly.
>As her tongue vies with yours for dominance, you sneak a hand in behind her left ear, scratching it softly.
>”Hey!” she yells, breaking off the sensual embrace. “That’s cheating, you know I’m sensitive back there!”
“Why do you think I did it?” 
>”You’re going to get me all riled up out here!”
“You make it sound like that’s a problem…” you chuckle, sliding your hand under her rump.
>”Hey, you gotta earn that touch!” she yells, fluttering over your head and wrapping her hoofs round your shoulder.
“Aw, c’mon Dashie!” you chuckle, knowing she’d blush up at the use of her special nickname. “Can I have a little rub?”
>”Not until you earn it!” Dash repeats, preparing herself for the usual routine of being piggybacked around on your head.
“Heh, I’m not going to worry about that part…”
>”You sound like you’re planning something, and you know I don’t like surprises!”
“Now Dashie, would it be a surprise if I told you?”
>You stifle a giggle as the pony perched on your shoulders groans in frustration.
>”C’mon dude!”
“You’ll find out soon enough!”
>Rainbow Dash resigns herself to a mock pout, her huffing broken up by a small giggle as you grasp her legs with your hands.
>She relaxes, signalling that she’s in position, before you start walking back to Ponyville with the mare in tow.
>You felt pretty cheerful about what you had planned in store for the gorgeous pegasus straddled across your shoulders: you couldn’t see any way in which she wouldn’t take it well.
>After all, today was Hearts and Hooves day, supposedly the most romantic day of the pony calendar. Much like Valentine’s day from the days long gone…
>Rainbow Dash’s assumption was correct though. You had indeed planned something special for her… 
>You steadily approach the centre of Ponyville, gazing happily upon the swathes of happy couples around you.
“I think we’re still the oddest couple around, don’t you think?”
>”That’s all thanks to you, dude.”
“Hey, I’d like to think I’m fairly normal for a giant ape-man in a land full of tiny little horses.”
>”No normal person would be so obsessed with my flank…”
“In my defence, it is a glorious flank indeed.”
>”Heh, of course it is! Still doesn’t mean you can spend all day staring at it, and don’t pretend you’re not ogling it when I do my morning wingups!”
“Well, it was fun while it lasted…” you mutter remorsefully.
>”I never said you could stop watching…” she giggles. “Just warm me next time you decide to watch me exercise, alright? That way I can put on a show for you…”
>You feel her nuzzle into your neck affectionately, and you return the favour by reaching back and ruffling her hair.
>”Stop it!” she squeals, her cheeks glowing red. “I don’t want other ponies to think we’re too sappy!”
“Too late at this stage…” you chuckle, before kneeling down.
>Rainbow Dash takes the cue to hop off, before turning to you in confusion. 
>”What’s the matter, Anon? Did I-“
>Her question is cut off as you nuzzle her gently, her ear twitching in surprise.
>”Mmmph!” she protests, feigning a desire to break away. The eagerness with which she returns the nuzzling betrays her true feelings, however.
“Embarrassed yet?” you tease, savouring the reluctant scowl she gives you.
>”You are so lame Anon, it’s not even funny…”
“C’mon Dash, it’s Hearts and Hooves day. Everyone is being soppy today – just look over there!”
>You motion towards a seated couple a few feet from you, who were busy cuddling in a crowded café.
>”Yeah, but I’m me! The one and only Rainbow Dash! I can’t be seen as soppy!”
>As two particular pegasi streak overhead, you smile devilishly. 
“Well, I hate to bring this upon you Dashie, but…”
>”What? Bring what upon me?”
>You giggle, before motioning upwards.
>”Huh? I don’t see anything!”
“Just be patient, Dashie… as hard as that may be for you.”
>She sticks her tongue out at you, before sitting on her haunches, head raised to face the sky over Ponyville.
>”I still don’t see… wait!” She squeals. “Are those the Wonderbolts I see?”
“They might be…” you smirk.
>”Why would they be over Ponyville? Is this part of that ‘surprise’ you mentioned?”
>You remain silent, your grin widening as Dash grows more excited, the Wonderbolts nearing the two of you rapidly.
>”That’s Soarin and Spitfire!” Rainbow Dash cries with feverish enthusiasm. “Anon, what the buck did you do this time?”
“Just watch and see…”
>The two pegasi soar upwards into the sky, leaving streaking trails behind them.
>And here we go…
>With an unmatched display of co-ordination and skill, the pegasi pair race through the sky above, your plan kicking into action.
>Rainbow Dash squints, her head cocked to the side, trying to figure out what was going on.
>Soarin and Spitfire twist and turn at breakneck speeds, their intertwining trails slowly forming a message for Rainbow Dash.
>Her smile widens as the message reveals itself, her wings beginning to quickly flap in uncontrolled excitement.
>Around you, other ponies look up as well, gasping at the scene above them.
>Rainbow Dash’s cheeks erupt in a volcanic blush, her grin reaching preposterous proportions.
>”Anon, you’ve really outdone yourself this time…” she giggles, her ears droopy with embarrassment. 
>She flutters up and locks you into a hug, as you stare out over her shoulder at the sky above.
“Anon loves Dash…” you mutter, reading the words as Soarin and Spitfire finish their display.
>”How much did you have to pay for them to write that?” Rainbow Dash asks, as her beautiful magenta eyes lock with yours.
“It doesn’t matter how much it cost me, because your happiness would always be worth it…”
>”You’re such an idiot, Anon! But you’re my special idiot…”
“Heh, and I thought you didn’t like surprises.”
>As Rainbow Dash opens her mouth to protest, you lean and lock your lips with hers, relishing the surprise in her widening eyes.
>She returns the embrace with fervour, her grip around you tightening as her tongue wrestles with yours.
>She must have really enjoyed this little moment, courtesy of you…
>A muffled moan of delight escapes from her as you snake your hands round to her mane, gentle stroking it as you continue to kiss her.
>She suddenly breaks off the kiss, the surprised look now replaced with one of lust.
>”I’d be so mad at you if I didn’t love you.”
>You chuckle in response, wiping a stray trail of saliva hanging off her mouth.
“I hope you aren’t counting that moment as sappy: it looks like we’ve attracted quite the crowd…”
>She looks round the group of couples who were looking on the two of you, not with accusing stares but satisfied gazes.
>”Huh… guess we put on a good show together.”
“If you thought that was a show, then you ain’t seen nothing yet!”
>Still holding Dashie in your arms, you make your way over to the two pegasi who had secured you an emotional victory.
>Spitfire grins as Soarin nods towards a sealed package on the ground, before giving you a knowing wink.
>”I’ll be damned Anonymous, I didn’t think Rainbow Dash here was soft enough to enjoy a gesture like that.”
>”Hey!” Dash yells with blush-accompanied indignation. “I have an image to maintain!”
>”Didn’t stop you there then, did it?” Soarin chuckles. “I didn’t see that one coming though, Anon thought you’d keep your composure until after this one…”
>”This one?” Rainbow Dash repeats in confusion. “What do you mean ‘this one’?”
>”Why don’t you open that package then?” Spitfire giggles. 
>As Dash sits beside it and struggles with it, Spitfire coughs in embarrassment.
>”Just warning ya Anon, if she got that worked up over the aerial display then she’ll probably fuck you right in the middle of this street!”
“Heh, I’m all for giving Ponyville a sight to remember.”
>Soarin’s wings suddenly flare up, his cheeks flushed.
>Spitfire gapes at him, before bursting into laughter. 
>”I can see some ponies in particular like the thought of that… I thought you had eyes for me, Soarin?” 
>Before he can choke out a reply, the moment is interrupted as Rainbow Dash begins to squeal.
>”Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh!” she cries, wings flapping at a blistering pace.
>With shaking hooves, she lifts the flight suit up, her mouth open in awe.
“I think she likes it…”
>”Is th-this a f-fan suit?” she splutters, struggling to retain her composure.
>”What else would it be? I figured it’d only be right to give it to our number one fan.” Spitfire smirks.
>Rainbow Dash trembles like she was about to simultaneously cry, scream and cheer at the same time, before calmly turning to you.
>”I need to pay you back for this. This is… too much.”
“You’re worth it Dashie.”
>”No, I’m not saying that it’s too much…” Her voice suddenly adopts a sultry tone, her ears twitching. “I’m just saying… maybe you deserve something nice as well…”
>And so it begins.
“Well, we can’t exactly just rut here in the street, can we?”
>”Then we’ll go to your place. Nice and private… but you two can watch if you want…”
>She motions towards the Wonderbolt couple, who raise their eyebrows in unison.
>”Er, you sure about that?” Soarin asks with hesitation, eyeing Spitfire nervously.
>”While I have no doubt it’d be cute to watch you two fuck, I think I’ll take Soarin someplace private myself.”
>Spitfire rubs herself against Soarin’s chest, her raised tail brushing under his chin.
>”I’m just so tense from training…” She giggles, as Soarin begins to sweat. “And ever since Anon set us up on that date, you’ve been an awfully patient gentlecolt…”
>Both Spitfire and Rainbow Dash begins to walk off, as you and Soarin lock eyes.
>You both remain silent for a moment, before he raises a hoof in anticipation.
>With the force of a thousand suns, you high five him, before bringing him in for a manly shoulder bump.
>”Go Anon! Fuck her for me!”
“I will, my brother! Don’t forget to cum inside when you’re done!”
>This would normally be far beyond your normal realm of conversation, but the barrier for “normal” was long gone.
>You quickly catch up to Rainbow Dash, who was happily trotting down the trail that lead to your house.
“You sure you’re up for this, Dashie? I don’t want to force anything on you…”
>”Are you kidding me? You went to the bother of organising that message, and got my idols to give me a Wonderbolts suit!” Her wings flap excitedly against the suit balanced on her back. “I’m going to reward you for this, whether you like it or not!”
“Heh, you won’t have to worry about me liking it… so, what’ve you got in store for me?”
>You were already beginning to get excited at the unknown prospects of what your special somepony would do for you.
>”That’s… a surprise.”
>Rainbow Dash sticks her tongue out at you cheekily, and you coyly smack her butt-cheek, causing her tail to shoot upwards.
>”Ow! Don’t smack me there!”
“You seem to like it, and the way it was just swaying from side to side, I couldn’t help myself.”
>”If you’re going to do that… at least wait until I’ve got the suit on!” Rainbow Dash grins, her cheeks rosy red with blushing.
>It’s now your turn to blush, as you grin helplessly. 
“Wow, you sure know how to push my buttons, you cheeky little pony…”
>”It’s the least I can do. All you’ve done for me today… it’s the most anyp0ny has ever done for me. You’re making me feel… loved. Yeah, that’s the word.”
>You reach down and ruffle her mane, and she nuzzles against your palm.
“Well, I was hoping you’d feel my love today. Your happiness is all that matters to me.”
>”You big sappy idiot… I love you.”
>You lean down and hug the beaming pegasus, before kissing her softly on the lips.
“I love you too, you obstinate, competitive dunce.”
>”Don’t get too annoying, or else I might just cancel the reward…” Rainbow Dash teases, wiggling her flank seductively.
>In one quick movement, you grab Rainbow Dash and playfully wrestle her onto her back.
“Guess I’ll just have to take my reward then, if you’re not going to give it up…”
>”Oh no! Please don’t hold me down and rut me senseless, mister scary monkey man! And whatever you do, please don’t cum inside me!”
“That’s it; we’re going to the house right now. If I have to wait any longer we’ll both be reprimanded for public indecency.”
>Rainbow Dash smirks at the growing bulge in your trousers, before wiggling out from underneath you.
>”In that case… wanna race?”
>You lean down and grab the folded suit which had been dropped in the playful scuffle, before breaking into a jog, making a beeline for your humble abode. 
>Rainbow Dash speeds past you, before lazily floating above the front door.
>You vault the outside fence and eagerly open the unlocked door, closing it behind Rainbow Dash.
“Bedroom?”
>”Bedroom.”
>You both grin in anticipation, before making your way upstairs towards the room where you spent so many nights together.
“I think I’ve earned that ass grope, wouldn’t you agree?”
>”You’re so rude, Anon! Just the way I like it…”
>Rainbow Dash trots over to the bed, leaning across it while keeping her hooves firmly planted on the floor.
“No, let’s do this with the suit on. It’s nice and… tight.”
>You felt giddy just saying that sentence, as Rainbow Dash flutters her eyelids at you.
>”Why don’t you help me into it then?”
>You need no further motivation than that, scrambling to open the suit up and prepare it for wearing. 
>Gentle and tantalisingly, Dashie slides herself into the suit, wiggling her flank as the latex tightens.
>You stretch the suit up to her midpoint, covering most of her belly, before pausing.
>Taking a steeling breath, you lovingly grab the robust buttocks of the beautiful pegasus in front of you, before squeezing.
>A satisfied grunt of pleasure lets you know that you’ve hit the sweet spot, before you continue massaging.
>Your hands slide over the smooth, round contours of your lover’s ass, your attention mesmerised by the perfect pony plot in front of you.
>”Dude, have I ever mentioned how amazing your hands are?”
“If you think this feels good, just you wait honey…”
>You begin to pinch the malleable flesh, your hand movements picking up speed and force as the two of you enjoy the moment.
>God damn, Spitfire did not mess around with this suit… no wonder you had a latex fetish…
>Rainbow Dash’s breathing grows deeper and faster as your fingers work their magic, caressing and exploring the raised rump.
>A devilish thought suddenly intrudes on your mind, and after flashing Dashie a wicked grin, you deftly spank her square on the right cheek.
>”Ah!” she cries, her hindlegs kicking against you in reflex.
“Sorry honey, couldn’t resist…”
>You chuckle, before something of interest catches your eye.
>A dark stain forming on the back of the suit, in-between and below the two glorious butt-cheeks before you.
“Looks to me like you enjoyed that Dashie, you’re wet already!”
>”D-don’t stop now! Less talking, more-“
>You cut her off with another firm spank, relishing the moan of guilty pleasure that emanates from your special somep0ny.
>”Oh sweet Celestia, it feels so good!”
>Taking her cries of pleasure as encouragement, you slide your free hand up and down her concealed slit, grinning as you feel the wetness of her delicate area.
>”Th-that’s cheating! Hands are so unfair…”
>Her tail swishes to and fro excitedly, her whole body shaking from the pent-up pleasure aching to be released.
“Having fun there?”
>She moans in desperation, before eyeing you wildly.
>”You’re g-gonna make me cum if you keep that up!”
>With a reluctant sigh, you conclude the ass massage with a final squeeze, as Rainbow Dash pants in delight.
>”I’m meant to be the one making you cum, not the other way around!
“But watching your little butt jiggle as you orgasm is just so damned cute…”
>”You think so…? Whatever, what do you want to do now?”
“I think this is the part we’re both meant to enjoy,” you chuckle, before unbuttoning and disrobing of your shirt.
>”Wait, we can’t just skip to the rutting already!”
“Huh? I thought you wanted me to-“
>”No you big featherbrain!” She says, hopping up and leaning herself against your now bare chest. “This is my gift to you… Just let me take it from here…”
>Her seductive tone only serves to amplify your excitement, and you lean in to kiss her.
>Quickly and deftly, she drops below your grasp, her teeth working away at your zipper.
“Huh…? Oh my…”
>”Shh. Just lean back, relax, and let me handle this…”
>With perhaps a little more force than what would be necessary, she pushes you back onto the bed, pouncing on top of you with almost primal lust.
>Enthusiastically tugging at your zipper, she makes short work of your trousers, wrenching them off with a victorious grunt.
>Her attention then turns to the bulge beneath your bright blue boxers, aching to be released from its cotton confinement. 
>With agonizing deliberateness, she pulls the boxers back, hungrily eyeing your now exposed manhood.
>Needing no encouragement from you, she nuzzles the tip gently, giggling as it boops off her nose.
>You let out an involuntary gasp, and Dash’s eyes take on a mischievous look.
>Her head lowers to the bottom of your shaft, before…
“Oh fuck…” you groan, the electrifying feeling of your lover’s lips preventing any sort of thought processes.
>Dashie, motivated by your groan, slowly sets to work.
>Her lips move up and down your manhood, gently kissing and caressing it, her eyes locked with yours.
>You lie there transfixed by the paralysing pleasure the prismatic pegasus was providing, trying in vain to suppress the grunts of exertion that were building inside your throat.
>Up and down, up and down: Rainbow Dash maintains the steady rhythm, teasing you with her tongue.
>You reach and stroke her mane, keeping it from hanging over her face, as Rainbow Dash smiles at you.
>Her left ear begins to twitch as your fingers nestle behind it, scratching it gently as she works her magic on you. 
>With delicate finality, she runs her lips from the depths to the tip of your shaft, before kissing the tip deeply.
>As you clutch her mane tightly, she opens her mouth wide, carefully lowering herself onto your rod.
>The feeling of her tongue as your dick slides along it… the feeling of her mouth as she takes you in…
>It was unlike anything you’d ever felt before. Nothing you’d ever experienced could match the fire in your loins…
>Your pleasure is compounded by surprise as Rainbow Dash takes you in to the hilt, retaining her composure as your member slides down her throat.
“Oh my God, this is… Y-you’ve been practising, haven’t you Dashie?”
>She remains silent for obvious reasons, instead contently bobbing her head up and down. As she does, the heavenly rhythms begin anew as her head oscillates, the amazing sensations spreading up and down your dick.
>As your member threatens to escape the blissful prison of Dash’s mouth, she takes you in once, her tongue caressing and stroking you.
>Dash’s grunts soon join yours: the intensifying excitement punctuated by your dual sighs of relief and enjoyment.
“Dashie, this is incredible…”
>Your member slides out of her mouth with a satisfactory ‘pop’, and she calmly licks a stray drop of precum off her lips.
>”I wouldn’t want anything else for you. I am Rainbow Dash after all, I need to be the best!”
>Before you can conjure up a witty retort, her hooves begin to slide up and down your still-erect member, eliciting another gasp from you.
>”It’s kinda fun sucking your dick, watching you squirm and groan… but I have a better idea!”
>Her mouth closes around your tip as her hooves begin to rub, the physical exhilaration overwhelming your senses.
>This was too much for you, the feeling of her tongue daintily caressing your tip…
“Uugh… Dashie, I’m gonna-“
>You clutch her tightly as you reach your limit, as she calmly closes her mouth.
>Your guttural moans punctuate the moment, as you release your load onto Dashie’s face. She sits there, patiently waiting as you continue to expend your pent-up frustration onto her.
>After a few seconds you finally finish, utterly incapable of doing anything except lying there and gasping.
>You breathe slowly and heavily, inching towards mental coherency. As your faculties finally return, you realise that you’re still pressing against Dash’s face with your manhood.
>You let go of the pleased-looking pony, who sits back on her haunches, ignoring the splattering of seed across her face and mane.
“Holy fuck… that was amazing, Dash. I feel sort of… lightheaded now.” 
>”I’ll take that as a job well done then!” she exclaims triumphantly.
“It was more than well done… A rather messy job though, I didn’t even know you were into facials.”
>”I’m not usually. The thought just sort of… came to me.”
“Heh, and I thought I was the pervert… wanna get into the shower and clean up then?”
>”Oh, we won’t need to do that…”
>The knowing tone of sultriness in her voice tells you that this is far from over.
“What do you mean?”
>”I could always just… clean it off myself…”
>She lifts a wing to her face and wipes it down, covering her soft feathers with your seed.
“You’re going to preen yourself? Now?”
>”Why not?” she giggles, lifting the wing to her mouth. “I bet you’ll like it…”
>You continue to lie there, transfixed as Rainbow Dash begins to suck and preen at her feathery appendage.
>Drooping strands of cum bridge the gap between her mouth and wing, as she swallows and slurps your seed down.
>She was right: you were enjoying this… if the resurgence of your erection was anything to go by.
>It’s now your turn to grin as you gaze upon the preening pony, your lingering lust inspiring you to indulge in further pleasures of the flesh… 
“Dashie, you can’t just expect me to lie here and watch you now, can you? Besides, I know you’ve got the itch too… and preening your wings clean isn’t quite going to cut it…”
>Rainbow Dash makes no resistance as you lean up, nuzzling her on the nose as you switch positions.
>She flops back onto the bed with an adorable poof, giggling as you run your hands up her sides.
>It’s obvious she’s ready for this moment: her slit was evidently wet with excitement, and her breathing was slow and deliberate.
>You position yourself over her, making sure that she’s comfortable, before you line yourself up for entry.
>One final shared look of anticipation, before you slide into her, the folds of her lips parting for your dick.
>Rainbow Dash gasps in pleasure, her body shaking and twisting underneath you, as your bodies embrace in the most euphoric way.
>You steel yourself and make sure you’re not hurting your special somep0ny, before beginning to thrust: a shrill cry of utter pleasure slices through the silence of the bedroom, and Dashie’s eyes roll backwards into her head as the sensations overwhelm her.
>As you hilt inside her, the feeling of her skin against yours sends electrifying shivers throughout your body.
>Your grip on her tightens and your thrusting picks up momentum, the orgasmic experience motivating you to push harder and faster.  
>As you delve into a steady pace, Rainbow Dash returns to coherency, her eyes locking with yours.
>She lifts a shaky wing from its pinned position and carefully resumes her preening, her mouth clamping round her wing in pleasure-induced desperation.
>As a drop of cum leisurely drops into her mouth, the agonizing desire in your loins drives you to slam the weight of your body into the thrusts.
>Dashie responds by returning the motion: she undulates her body underneath you, pushing up against your crotch with hers.
>The two of you quickly fall into pattern, your bodies dancing together in this magnificent horizontal tango.
“Heh… this isn’t a competition, honey…” you grunt, raising a grin from Dash.
>”I never said… it was… but you’re gonna cum first!”
“Well see about that…” you chuckle.
>Your grunts of pleasure soon rival hers, as the unparalleled sensations of her insides caressing you grows stronger, and stronger.
>So amazingly tight, yet smooth and inviting…
>With every thrust you pull back, threatening to escape her enticing depths, before slamming back in. Not that you had a choice though: as if desperate for your girth, her inside would squeeze your member as if to prevent its premature escape.
>Your attention is drawn back to Dash’s wings, as she trails her tongue from its base to its tip, much like she had done with you. 
>She sticks her tongue out, presenting the seed that still remained on it, before closing her mouth and swallowing satisfactorily. 
“Good girl Dashie… I think you’ve earned what’s coming…”
>”Can you please… cum inside?” she gasps, her sweat drenched face masked with lustful desire.
“Where else would I cum?” you chuckle, taking a moment to pause and recuperate your breath.
>”I don’t know…” she giggles, sharing in the momentary pause. “You did a pretty good job of blowing your load on my face!”
“Heh, fair point… Don’t expect me to be done anytime soon though.”
>”I wish I could say the same…” Dashie groans, sighing in relief. “You really know how to make me feel like a mare, Anon.”
“I try my best… so, wanna keep going?”
>”I think we both know the answer to that one.”
“In that case, I want to try a different position... Try raising your flank in the air, head down…”
>She nods in conformation and you slide out of her, your member slick with her juices.
“Gotta say honey, you’re so tight it almost seems you don’t want me inside you…”
>”You couldn’t be more wrong!” she squeals, wiggling her flank at you as she takes position. “You’re just so good to me: I don’t want to let you go…”
“Yeah well-“
>Her tails suddenly strokes you under your chin, bringing your attention to her raised plot.
“You know what, let’s cut the talk and just make love…”
>”Much better plan, lets do this!”
>You kneel behind Dash and grasp her ass, guiding your member to her entrance with your right hand.
>If the last position felt good, then this one was positively divine. You could feel the muscles of her vaginal wall pressing against your member, squeezing and stroking it.
>Rainbow Dash yells in pleasure as you hilt inside her once more, struggling to contain yourself against the sensations of her insides.
>You take a deep breath before commencing your oscillating thrusts, knowing you wouldn’t last against the sensory overload.
>As you concentrate on your self-prolonged torture, Rainbow Dash struggles to lift the wing to her mouth, vainly trying to preen herself.
>She clamps her mouth around the wing, beginning to shake from the evident effort of staving off her peak.
>You grin with devilish anticipation, before quickening the pace of your thrusts, relishing the rising pitch of her cries.
>The preened wing escapes the confines as her mouth as both wings begin to flap excitedly, amplifying her strained shaking even further.
>”Uugh… Anon!”
>She slams her plot back into you as her insides tense, before clenching with exhilarating delectation.
>The bliss induced by the internal squeeze is enough to make you yell in surprise, your peak rapidly approaching. 
>You continue to thrust as your crotch is soaked from Dashie’s fluids, her muscles practically begging you for a sweet release.
“Oh fuck me…” you exclaim, before you finally reach the limit of your endurance.
>The two of you come as close as you could as you empty your seed into the awaiting pony: her backside pressed against you firmly, her head raised to nuzzle against yours.
>You freeze in position as you empty your load inside her, content to stay put and clutch your special somep0ny in the heights of your orgasm.
>When your contractions finally cease, you gently slide yourself out of Dash, as your seed slowly drips from her shimmering slit.
>Before exhaustion overwhelms you, you hoist the satisfied pegasus up and carry her into the adjacent bathroom, sitting down with her in the shower.
>As the warm water cascades down onto the two of you, you and Dash weakly kiss, your hand gently stroking her soaked mane. She continues to quiver and shake, but your embrace soon relaxes her.
>As you flick a wet strand of hair out from in front of her eye, she chuckles gently.
>”Best hearts and hooves day ever…” 
>You smile, bringing her in for a final, loving hug.
“I couldn’t agree with you more.”

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