First Taste

(Rarity's PoV, five days prior to Anon leaving)

 

 

>PC: My little ponies, gather around. I must speak with you on a matter of great importance.

>The five of you do so. Pinkie even stops acting like Pinkie for a moment.

>Pinkie is a dear, but she can really grate ones nerves after a while.

>PC: Ponies, I require you to keep an eye on Anonymous for the time being.

>TS: Why princess?

>PC: As far as we can tell, Discord's magic has run its course, but we shouldn't take any risks.

>PC: For all we know, the magic could have left something behind, dormant in him that could activate the moment it is safe.

Whatever do you require of us princess?

>PC: I'd like you to keep tabs of both of them, but especially Anonymous, and report everything you see.

>AJ: Everything?

>PC: Everything. I'd recommend shifts to distribute the work load.

>PC: It may seem a little overbearing, but he is unique to Equestria, just like Discord was.

>All: Okay Princess.

 

 

>On the train back, you and the girls draw straws to see who shadows them in what order.

>Rarity, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash.

So it seems I have first shift then.

>AJ: Guess so.

>TS: We'll help them get adjusted first when they get back, they've been away a week and a half after all. You'll start your shift once they're comfortable.

Fair enough.

 

 

>The train finally arrives and you head towards their house, to make sure everything is in order.

>Unlocking the door, you step inside, and are immediately approached by several animals.

Ummm Fluttershy is still going to be away for a while before coming back, so I'm here to help keep things in order.

>Most of them leave, a few coming forward to sniff you, before returning to wherever they came from.

>Slowly walking around, you get used to the layout of their new house.

>Besides Fluttershy's moving in party and the rare social visit, you havn't realy seen much their house.

>Most of the doorways are higher so Anon doesn't have to duck much, if at all, and the layout makes for ease of travel.

>The main floor is relatively simmilar to Fluttershy's old house, and as you make your way up the stairs, you almost feel a sense of naughtyness come over you.

>First, the bathroom, which is still spotless, and of a larger scale, obviously for Anon.

I wonder how much more this cost him?

>Stepping out, you move first to the guest room, empty except for a bed and nightstand.

>Moving to the final room, their bedroom, you stop and look around.

How many times have they done it in here?

>Taking a deep breath, you can faintly detect the scents of many maregasms, as well as something else, something a little stronger.

This must be his scent.

>Leaning down to the bed, you take another deep breath, inhaling his scent.

>A small shiver runs down your spine, and for a moment you contemplate jumping onto the bed and rolling on it.

No, you are a lady of class, and it would be terribly uncouth to do such a thing.

>Heading downstairs, you look for the storage closet to get things to feed the animals.

>finding nothing on the main floor, you head to the basement, where you find assorted things in storage, and an offshoot room with a door.

>Checking around the room, you find nothing, so you go to open the door into the added room.

>Something makes you pause, and your hoof stops on the handle.

Perhaps I should ask them before going into that room, it may be private.

 

(Rarity's PoV, Four days later, Anon has left Canterlot and is on his way back.)

 

>Like the previous two times you have been here, you find yourself in front of what you assume is a storage room's door.

I know it is unladylike to peek, but I simply cannot resist the urge to look anymore.

>Taking hold of the door with magic, you slowly turn the knob, and the door opens near silently.

>Inside is a little dark, not lit by any sources of light save what filters through the doorway.

>Making a small light with your magic, you look around and find a button on the wall, and press it.

>Everything illuminates, lit by a small glass ball light on the ceiling.

>The room is filled with all sorts of things, from a rack of winter clothes, properly put away, to boxes of many sizes.

>One part of the room is distinctly seperated from the other, and you go over and open one of the boxes

>The box is filled with numerous sex toys of every shape, size, and species, and gender.

>Including human....especially human.

I...really shouldn't.....

>You swipe a human dildo and put it in your saddlebag. You picked one with a suction cup base so it will stay where you set it.

>During your search, you find a few boxes containing a camera, a projector, and a few films marked as erotica.

Oh dear, how....enticing.

>Erotic films have been tried before, but it mostly came out as short rutting scenes. But with human stamina.....

If they lost just two or three, they might think they were simply....misplaced, if they notice at all.

>You snag two from the bottom and one from higher up. They're all labeled with only numbers. Code maybe?

>You may not have any idea what it is, but from what you've seen of their sex life, it could be very sexy or very kinky.

Here's hoping for something...hot.

>You tuck it into your saddlebag, you feel so naughty.

>Taking one final look around, you try and make sure everything looks like it did before.

>Heading upstairs with your new toy, you find yourself drawn back to their bedroom.

>Even after so long, thier smell pervades the room, and you can't help but breath deeper.

>Again, there is the pervasive smell of maregasms, but the underlying scent, his scent is far more... Irresistable.

>You feel yourself growing aroused, and the thought of your new toy isn't helping.

They are my friends, I shouldn't be imagining such things.

>Looking around, you find some basic toys, a few plugs, some lube...

And still, this may be a once in a lifetime chance.

>taking out your new toy, you lay on the bed, imagining Anonymous standing over you.

>With your magic, you focus it into small points, and experimentally run them over your coat.

>While lacking the warmth and texture of his fingers, they make an adequate falsity, and you start emulating some of his foreplay.

>'His fingers' gently run down your sides, playing along your cutie mark.

Ahhhh Anonymous...

>The 'fingers' move lower, teasing the outer edges of your slit.

>With some effort, you get them to pull and rub your lips, before nudging your clit as you winks.

>This stimulation makes continued concentration at this level impossible, and your magic fades.

That was... Anonymous, those fingers of yours...

>Applying a little lube to the toy, you rub it up and down the length of your slit.

>Its unlike anything you have felt before, his shaft is slightly more textured but narrower than a stallions.

>Of course, a stallion would never do...

>'His' tip brushes your clit and you arc your back in pleasure.

S...Stop teasing me... I want you to... To...

>The tip slowly enters, much the same as a perfect stallion... A perfect man would treat a 'virgin' such as yourself.

>As 'his' length slowly fills you, your muscles try and memorize every little detail of his rod, from the veins to the faint ridges to the unique tip.

Anonymous, you are...

>The door downstairs closes with a quiet slam, and you hear animals scurrying around.

>A: Feels good to be home.

>Your eyes shoot open and you try and quickly stand, but in your near orgasm state, you can barely avoid falling on the ground.

>Grabbing your bag, you head straight for the closet, the only place you can think of that you can hide.

>Sliding the door almost closed, the bedroom door swings open and Anonymous steps into the room.

>He strips off his shirt, tossing it into a hamper, before doing the same with his pants.

>Backing further into the closet, you feel your flank bump the wall, the toy still deep inside you.

>Moving forward to remove the toy, it sticks to the wall and you feel it slide inside you.

>Barely containing a moan, you see Anonymous step out of your field of vision, going for the dresser.

>He returns with a bottle of lube, and no boxers.

>Biting your lip, you shift back, having forgotten about the toy stuck to the wall and inside you.

>Anon sits on the edge of the bed, almost facing where you are hidden and he starts applying lube to his hand.

>You can't belive you are watching this, it makes you feel dirty, and a the same time, you can't help but grind against the toy.

>As he takes the first few strokes, you start slowly moving on the toy, trying to match his rythm.

>He slowly speeds up, and after a minute and a half, you are barely able to keep your orgasm at bay.

It would... It would be unladylike not to at least try to peak at the same time.

>Your whispering doesn't draw any attention, and you watch as his fingers deftly run over his shaft.

>Their damce is simple, but effective, and while you first peak after three minutes, he takes only seven to release.

>Small strands of cum shoot out of his shaft, landing on the floor, while he leans back and lets out a content sigh.

>Releasing a second time, you echo his sigh quietly, and he stands.

>A: Time for a shower.

>He grabs a towel from another hamper before heading for the bathroom.

>For a moment, you stand there, weak in the knees with a fake human member inside you.

>Pulling off is agonizingly pleasing, your sensetive insides flinching at its touch.

>As it pulls out, let out a long, low moan, before it finaly comes out with a pop.

>Levering it off the wall, you sneak out, alert to any sounds.

>Almost immediately his scent fills your nostrils, and you are drawn to his seed.

It's so... Musky, so much stronger than a stallions...

>Leaning in close, you take a deep breath, and a shiver runs down your spine.

I hear it's supposed to give you a shinier coat...

>Your tongue slips from your mouth, and as it first touches his essence, you revel at its flavour.

>Strong, deep and masculine, jsut like him, but with a mix of salty and sweet.

>Its enough to nearly make you lose control, but you maintain enough to clean it ALL off with long, ladylike licks.

I'm such a dirty whorse, licking cum from a floor like this, and my best friends husband's at that.

>Standing, you look at the small puddle you left, and quickly throw a towel on it.

>Feeling it's time to go, you carefully trot down the stairs, peeking into each room before you enter to ensure nop0ny is there.

>Out back, you take a moment to wash your toy in the stream, before stowing it away in your bag.

>Today was interesting to say the least, you've got a few things to report, and several to keep to yourself, including a nice new toy.

>There's also those movies to look forward to, just as soon as you can get a projector.