Title:           Chocolate and Champagne
Author:          Anonymous
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First Edit:      Friday 18th of September 2015 04:24:53 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Friday 18th of September 2015 04:24:53 PM CDT

Rarity found herself in Sugarcube Corner. It was dark outside, and she was alone. Then she heard a rustle in one of the cupboards. It opened, and Pinkie Pie climbed out. “Whoo, warm in here.”
 
“And you’re still all sweaty from that tag game,” Rarity said.
 
“Totally. And I haven’t washed in weeks. I must smell terribly, I imagine,” Pinkie Pie said with a lusty smile.
 
“Yes, how negligent of you. Allow me to remedy this for you.”
 
Rarity gently turned Pinkie on her back, then spread her right front leg. The smell was especially pungent in the legpit, and Rarity licked its sweaty fur until it was soaked with her saliva. She moved on the front-left legpit, relished the smell, and rubbed her face in it, while she felt her pussy grow moist. “You don’t know how long I’ve been pining for this.” For Pinkie, the tickling was just as titillating; she squeaked in delight.
 
When the salty taste faded, Rarity had an idea. She nuzzled Pinkie where the neck meets the chin, a place wetter than the lower part of the neck. Under her mane, however, the smell was stronger. Pinkie again squeaked with glee when Rarity licked the back of her neck across the pink fur. Then she slowly liked her way to the left ear and was richly rewarded. Over the weeks of not washing, a thick, wet bed of earwax had filled the lower parts. Rarity licked it clean as far down as her tongue could reach, relishing the bitter taste, then moved on the other ear. Moving back down, she found traces of a day-old cherry pie in the fur near Pinkie’s mouth and kissed them away. The otherwise downright garrulous Pinkie Pie was so lost in her very visceral pleasures, but also in the degree of love and trust Rarity showed, that she could only now and then muster an encouraging moan or purr.
 
Rarity noted with dismay that her nose had gown accustomed to the lovely Pinkie reek, so that she could hardly smell it anymore. Her nose, however, made it up to her by secreting a little snot. Rarity carefully blew it out just far enough to make it trickle down her upper lip from both nostrils. Pinkie Pie saw it and pulled Rarity down to her to lick at it. Her tongue was able to pull a sweet, long booger from Rarity’s left nostril, but the right was quickly exhausted. They kissed and swapped the snot until it was dissolved in their saliva. Both of their chins dripping with the warm snot-saliva mix, Pinkie found a long strand of hair in Rarity’s mane and guided its ends up both her own nostrils. Before long she felt the sneeze build up. She held it a little longer and then let it explode right in Rarity’s face, carrying with it a great amount of saliva. She smiled mischievously while Rarity licked her lips. Pinkie felt a rich mass of snot in her nose, but it was still too far up for her to blow it out. She tickled again, then sneezed again, this time keeping her mouth shut, so the sneeze would escape through her nose. Instantly both their faces were covered in Pinkie snot. They licked furiously and kissed again. They held the kiss, then, their lips and tongues still touching, they looked into each other’s eyes. More snot and saliva dripped from their mouths, while for a few magical seconds they saw each other anew every moment.
 
Rarity moved down to Pinkie’s crotch, catching another whiff of her sweaty reek before it was replaced by the sweet pungency of a pussy unwashed for weeks. The fur surrounding it was embroidered with white and yellow streaks of something phlegmy. Rarity wanted to lick it off, when, to her utter delight, she discovered that Pinkie had not only not washed for weeks, but had not wiped her ass either. A thick crust of shit of various hues of brown coated the fur around it. Two streaks even ran down her hind legs. Pinkie must have made it a habit to shit standing. Her tail was sprinkled with little dried drops as well, a sure sign she had had diarrhea at some point, perhaps over a week ago. Rarity bowed over Pinkie, who was still lying on her back, and tried licking at first, but her spittle was not enough to solve the hard crust. She pressed her face, still soaked, against Pinkie’s ass to moisten it. Pinkie understood the problem and helped by pissing against Rarity’s forehead, so the urine would trickle down her face and soak into the pinkish-brown fur.
 
After a few seconds, Rarity felt the pee escape around the sides of her head. She didn’t want to see any of it spilled, and so slowly slid upwards, pressing first her chin between Pinkie’s legs, and soon her neck, where the fur was still mostly dry. Then the pee was exhausted. Rarity’s face was white no longer, and strains of week-old shit covered the front of her whole upper body. Her face and neck brown and yellow and dripping, she bowed down to Pinkie’s ass again. Most of the crust was still hard, but Rarity’s tongue could scoop up enough of it to fill her mouth with its taste. She imagined, for a trice, how repugnant it would be, were it anypony else’s waste, and how she instead loved its taste as she loved Pinkie Pie.
 
Pinkie began to press, and the tip of the turd showed for a moment, but quickly retreated again, leaving only a small corona of fresh shit. Rarity quickly moistened the hole and licked it clean, while Pinkie pressed again. Now a little more escaped, only to be cut off when Pinkie relaxed. Rarity scooped it up and held it in her mouth, while she grabbed Pinkie around her hips. With a swift roll, they had exchanged places. Rarity, now lying on her back, moved Pinkie’s ass toward her still all too pristine belly.
 
Pinkie wanted to partake of Rarity’s juicy meal. While still sitting on Rarity’s belly, she bowed down, and they kissed, swapping Pinkie’s shit. It soon dissolved. Some of it trickled out of their mouths to land on Rarity’s neck. Then, Pinkie pressed again, moving her behind slowly up and down Rarity’s belly, coating it uniformly in her shit and pressing it deep into the fur.
 
Rarity held Pinkie in a gentle, one-legged hug, lovingly pulling her close, while she shit into her other hoof. Still hugging, she started to spread the turd all over Pinkie’s back. Between Rarity’s brown belly and Pinkie’s soiled pussy, new shit pressed its way out. Pinkie scooped it up and soon they together rolled around on the floor in abandon, smearing each others coat and mane and tail. They hit against a refrigerator leaving a squishy mark, and found themselves hugging with their noses at each other’s ass. Pinkie’s was one flat mass of smeared shit, but Rarity’s was dirty as well. They licked each other’s asses and stuck their brown noses up each other’s pussies, licking and caressing until they both came.
 
For minutes they just lay motionlessly, tightly pressed against each other. At some point, Pinkie murmured, “There’s a shower here somewhere if you want to. I’m fine.” They continued their loving embrace.