Purpledom 7

>"Good morning, Anon!"

>You groggily open your eyes and get your bearings

>You're lying on a couch in the foyer

>Your clothes are a mess, wet with who-knows-what

>What a familiar situation this is

>Memory of last night returns

>You spent most of it stuck in that chair, Clone Twilight using you merely as a sex object

>After she got bored with that, you'd been flung around the room and fucked in so many different positions the karma sutra seemed like child's play

>Your body had no energy left in it, even after the paltry rest you'd been allowed

>So, par for the course

>Clone Twilight was nowhere in sight; Twi must have dismissed her already

>You look at Twilight

>She actually seems... cheery

>This is often not a good thing for you

>  'I don't know about that!'

>Damnit, penis

"So you're not mad about yesterday anymore?"

>Her eyes went to the ceiling as she considered the question

>"You know, I feel like I should be, but I'm actually okay with it. I thought some more about what you said before I went to sleep."

>That was really good to hear

>As completely fucked as your and Twilight's dynamic is, you still care about how she feels

>And you hope the feelings are returned

>You're still curious about something...

"So, Twi, I noticed your clone from last night kinda did her own thing. Do you not have control over her?"

>Twilight walks over to a bookshelf and grabs a book, presumably on magic

>"I was thinking about that too. She's an exact copy of myself at the time of casting, but I'm able to instill purpose."

>"The thing is, I think recasting the spell summons the same entity, and the spell feeds off of the sexual energy of the other participant."

>Well, Clone Twilight has been feasting on you the last few days

>Twilight's flipping through the pages of her book

>She stops on one page and her eyes run back and forth

>She nods her head when finished

>"Yeah, it seems the sexual energy can feed sentience, too. That explains a lot."

"I almost feel like she should have a name, now. Assuming you're going to keep summoning her."

>"Hmmm... maybe," says Twi as she puts the book back

>You stretch and head to the kitchen. Stomach is demanding sustenance.

>Twilight calls from the other room, "I'm heading out to the market. You should check upstairs,"

>Her voice becomes thick and sultry

>"I've left your sore and tired body a surprise."

>You immediately start sweating

>Surprise plus purpledom, one-hundred percent of the time, means sex

>Hot, beautiful, intense fucking

>That you KNOW you can't possibly survive right now

>Penis is willing to try

>Brain is advising against it

>C'mon, brain, you know who always wins in these situations

>  'Your funeral, man'

 

>After eating breakfast, you head upstairs

>Hopefully the food would give you the energy to live through Twi's surprise

>Slowly, you open the door to her bedroom

>There's steam coming from her bathroom

>You raise an eyebrow and cautiously enter the room

>Smells pretty good, like lavender shampoo or something

>Not that you would ever use that stuff... I mean, c'mon, it's totally girly

>The scent leads you into the bathroom, toward the steam

>It's really hot inside

>You wave your hand in front of you to clear your view

>Your jaw drops

>Twilight has readied a frikin HOT TUB for you

>Ohhh, baby, that's exactly what you need right now

>The water is an odd shade of purple

>That must be whatever is creating that sweet smell

>You get a massive shit-eating grin on your face and tear off your clothes

>Heh, that's probably the first time in a week you've actually been able to take them off yourself

>You can hear the hot tub call your name

>You tense up in anticipation and hop in

>The water's a bit thicker than you expected, but holy shit

>It's amazing

>Perfect temperature, and the thickness of the water actually feels good

>Like your muscles have a chance to finally relax

>You let out the longest, loudest goddamn sigh you've ever given,

>Lean back against one of the walls,

>And stretch your arms along the side

 

>Shortly after you settle in, some waterjets turn on

>They're hitting the back of your shins, your neck, and your back

>It's startling at first, but you figure it's just a magic hot tub

>Makes sense, given that it's Twilight's

>She's probably rigged it for personal enjoyment

>oo-la-la

>You can only wonder what kind of shit Twi has done in this thing

>Enjoying the waterjets, you sink further into relaxation

>The pressure and accuracy of these things are perfect

>Your hand slips into the water and you absentmindedly search for one of the jets on the wall

>You keep searching

>But you're not finding anything

>That's... odd. You look down into the thick purple water and notice there are, in fact, NO jets

>Okay, weird, but fuckin magic, right?

>Besides, you don't think ponies have the technology for a hot tub of this caliber

>You're set off just a little, but hey, Twi has done crazier shit to you

>This is nothing

>You lay your head back down and stew for a while longer

>After some time, you don't know how long, you start to feel a rubbing on your back and shoulders

>Alright, Alright, this is just a little too much

>Twilight isn't even HERE, this should not be happening

>You start to get up, but as soon as your upper chest leaves the water, it thickens considerably

>You're stuck and off-balance

>What the HELL is going on

>You stumble back into the tub

>As soon as your shoulders drop back below the surface, you feel the massage begin again

 

>It's like there's a legit masseuse actually working the knots out

>A massage has started on your legs, too

>The hands are VERY skilled

>And you'd be thrilled if you weren't actually stuck here

>You've got no damn clue what sort of enchantment Twi put on this thing

>Maybe Twi is being nice this one time? Her surprise is just a massage?

>You consider that she may, in fact, feel bad about what happened yesterday

>Oh, wait. This is purpledom we're talking about

>Not a chance in hell

>A wavering moan comes out of your mouth

>You're split between enjoying the massage

>And worrying about getting out of the hot tub

>The hands on your legs are gradually moving up

>And the massage on your back is moving downward at the same pace

>You know EXACTLY where this is going

>Closing your eyes and taking a deep breath, you tense your muscles up

>You're going to put everything you've got into one leap out of here

>You close your eyes and LEAP!

>Your body rips free of the water...

>...at least, some of it

>Not nearly enough; your legs are still completely encompassed

>And you're being DRAGGED back in

>Shit

>Welp, I'm fresh out of ideas. Brain?

>  'Dude, you got yourself into this.'

>He does have a point

>"Awww, don't you like what I'm doing?"

>Wait... WHAT

 

>That was definitely Twi's voice

>But she left, and, looking around the bathroom, you see no trace of her

>You hear a giggle, that same sadistic giggle Twi always lets out while she's dominating you

>"Down here, Anon."

>You look down, but it's just the water you're stuck in

>Surely she can't mean...

>The surface of the water starts fluctuating, rippling

>A horn slowly emerges, then a familiar mane

>Soon, an entire head is visible

>SWEET CELESTIA, it's Twilight!

>The smile she's wearing is pure sex

>There are no honorable intentions in those eyes of hers

>"Enjoying the massage?"

"This is—I'm sitting in—YOU?!"

>The evil smile grows

>"Oh yes, I teleported back here as soon as I left and then transformed, lying in wait."

>"I knew your tired body wouldn't be able to resist the lure of a hot tub."

>She leaned in, and two hooves rose from the liquid, and rested on your cheeks

>"You have no I-DE-A how hard it was for me to not just SCREW the living daylights out of you the moment you got in me."

>Her head vibrates and she closes her eyes, letting out a sigh

>"I love the sound of that. The idea of you being completely immersed in my body."

>She runs a hoof down your cheek, and her gaze turns tender

>Her hoof feels like it's wet, but otherwise normal

>"You know, I've been practicing this spell for weeks! I never imagined I'd get a chance to use it on you so soon!"

>She claps her hooves together

>You see her glance downwards, then wink at you

>And her head disappears below the surface

"Uh, Twi? You sure you don't just wanna talk a while longer?"

>Your clever diversionary tactic fails

>And you feel lips close around your cock

 

>Twilight Sparkle's Magical Blowjobs is back in business

>And you're one happy customer

>The hands have reappeared and returned to their massaging as well

>What's more is that you can feel forelegs grasping your buttocks, giving Twilight traction to pull your member further into her mouth

>Well, what FEELS like a mouth, anyways

>It's all just goo to you

>You're hard as a rock almost instantly

>And Twilight's taking full advantage of your length

>Her blowjob is different this time; you can feel the constant pressure of the goo around your manhood

>But at the same time her lips give an added ring of pleasure as they move up and down

>Not to mention that marvelous tongue of hers

>You swear she's better every time

>The sensations from her mouth and the simultaneous massages are giving you a unique experience

>The massages are relaxing your muscles, but the blowjob is tensing you up

>When you try to sigh, it comes out almost like you're choking

>Your arms start moving not of your own accord

>Twilight's pulling them down toward your legs

>Under your fingers, you can feel a mane and horn bob up and down

>Must be Twilight's head, and she's encouraging your to rest your hands on the back of it

>You oblige, and your hands start moving back and forth with Twi's rhythm

>She starts speeding up

>The hands are working more urgently, now, as well

>You don't know what to feel, other than just stupendous

>The pace of your breathing shoots up

>You can't take any more of this

>And you release yourself into Twilight

 

>Damn, she got you off quick that time

>Not something you were expecting from your worn-out body

>Speaking of, you're in no shape for another purpledom fuck session

>You need to escape... but how?

>Twilight's form emerges from the goo once again, and she lies against your chest

>"Anon, you would not believe the ideas I have for this spell."

>Oh, yes, Twi, I would

>Which is exactly why I'm panicking right now

>Hmmm, perhaps you can distract Twi somehow

>She's pretty sharp, but also very single-minded at the moment

>You sit up straight and tighten your leg muscles for another jump

"Hey, Twi, how are you able to feel pleasure while you're like this?"

>She turns to you and grins

>"You do not know how happy it makes me that you're asking! My entire body is actually quite sensitive right now, so, really,

 

anything would work."

>Perfect

>You start to wiggle your toes—Twilight really hasn't given your legs much freedom

>You also start curling and twisting your fingers

>"Oh, Anon, you beast!"

>She's totally adorable when she dirty-talks like that

>As you work, you notice you're getting more and more freedom of movement

>The distraction is working

>when you notice you're able to lift your ass off of the tub, you decide it's time

>Your legs explode with force, launching you clear of the tub

>GREAT SUCCESS!

 

>You hit the ground with a thud

>Didn't exactly have your landing planned

>You scramble to your feet, which is surprisingly hard while wet on tile floor

>You're able to get up and are about to sprint away

>Alas, when matched up against a sex-crazed unicorn dom who hasn't yet gotten off and is still in the midst of estrus, you don't stand much of a chance

>The instant your made your ill-fated jump, Twilight hollered, "Hey!" and sprang into action

>She'd assembled and elevated her gooey body, which fell over and slammed into your back just as you took your first step

>This knocked you over, with Twilight merely an amorphous blob on your back

>"No being tricky, Anon. I'm not done with you by a LONG shot."

>Drat. She probably wouldn't let her guard down again

>You can feel the goo shifting around on your back

>Turning around, you see it has partitioned itself into three blobs

>The one on your back takes form first

>It's Twilight, and she's clasped onto you tight, in case of another escape attempt

>The other two forms... also become Twilight

>Oh, c'mon, one is hard enough to handle

>  'Heh heh, hard.'

>Quiet, penis

>The two Twilights on your sides slowly saunter over to your head, licking their lips as they go

>The Twi on your back speaks

>"You're going to be pleasing all three of us."

>Glup

>"At the same time."

>Faint

>No, seriously, you actually faint there

>Your body is exhausted and the shock of Twilight's statement sent you into blackness

>But it's not long at all before you're slapped awake

 

>You open your eyes

>Twilight (one of them, at least) is sitting on your stomach, giving you bedroom eyes

>Well, technically, you are in the bedroom

>The goo feels odd against your skin, like constantly flowing water

>The same feeling is encompassing your feet and hands

>Your arms are being held over your head and another Twilight is sitting on them

>They're completely immobile

>Same for your legs

>The Twi on your stomach speaks up

>"I was worried about you. Thought I might have given you a concussion when I tackled you. I'm very glad that's not the case."

>She kisses you on the cheek

>"Because now we can really get going."

>What a sweetie

>She knows her priorities, you'll give her that

>The one on your stomach lifts her read end up

>Her marehood is positioned directly above your penis

>"Ready, Anon?"

>Oh, NOW she's asking you if you're ready?

"Well, I DUNNO Twi, what do you—OOooooohhhhh..."

>A moan rolls out of your mouth and she sinks herself onto you

>And it is glorious

>Slime pussy is best pussy

>It's certainly tight, but it also feels like her inner walls are moving, shifting

>And the goo works as a lube as well

>Twilight's decided to start off with slow, even movements

>The Twi on your hands has leaned down and is switching between licking and kissing your shoulders and neck

>The one on your feet is giving similar attention to every spot on your legs she can reach

>Sweet Jesus, this is heaven

 

>"Oh, I almost forgot! See how you like this, Anon."

>The Twilight on your dick stops, but doesn't stop

>Wut

>You're looking straight at her, and all she's doing is sitting on you

>But your member is still telling you she's riding it like a cowboy... er, cowmare

>Does not compute

>"You see, I'm able to flex my goo body in such a way that I can simulate sex, without actually moving around! Cool, huh?"

>Oh, purpledom, you never cease to amaze me with the number of ways you find to fuck me

>The Twi on your stomach is starting to work you pretty hard, but that look she's giving you says she's got something else up her sleeve

>She looks to the Twilight on your hands and nods

>Then leans her head back and concentrates on continuing her work

>You look up at the Twi sitting on your hands, both curious and worried

>She smiles and starts leaning toward your member

>But wait a sec, she's way too far from it, she'll never reach

>Her mouth opens and her tongue starts bouncing back and forth

>Then, her neck starts extending

>Ohhh yeah... slime Twi can do that, can't she

>Your heart instantly jumps, you're fluctuating between fascination and anticipation

>Her neck gets longer and longer

>But there's already a Twilight riding you

>Which feels fuckin phenomenal, by the way

>In fact, you're starting to lose concentration from the pleasure

>Your eyelids are flickering

 

>The Twilight on your hands is undeterred

>Her head is right next to your manhood now

>She throws one last glance and a smile at you

>Then her head SINKS INTO THE OTHER TWILIGHT'S STOMACH

>What the FUCK is going ON!?

>You question is immediately answered when you feel her mouth grasp you and start working

>Oh god, that tongue is so good

>It's wrapping around your cock, not letting go, as the head bobs up and down

>She's alternating pace with the Twilight on your stomach

>They must know what the other is thinking, because their coordination is uncanny

>Your breathing turns to gasping

>Brain is unable to handle basic functions and the flood of pleasure at the same time

>However, this is Twi

>And there's one more that's still not participating

>The Twi on your legs has stopped her kissing and is now leaning to the side

>"You know, I'm actually curious what its like to use hands, so I'm going to try it out on you."

>Perhaps if you weren't being subjected to the workings of two very determined and skilled Twilights, that statement would've registered with you

>She holds out her forehooves and they slowly morph into two refined, and quite feminine, hands

>"Ooohh, very flexible," she says as she flicks her wrists and fingers around

>Her attention quickly turns to your over-worked member and she reaches out, biting her tongue in concentration

>It's so cute to see her that intent on you

>Her forelegs (well, ARMS, now) extend to reach the Twilight riding you

>And, just as before, they sink into her

>You can still make the form of the hands out as their fingers close around your cock

 

>Have you been here before? You think so

>Simultaneous mouth, hands, and pussy all working you to levels of ecstasy you've only dreamed of

>Who knows how you haven't already blacked out from the sensations

>You're doing your best to stick with it

>You need sleep, but it's hardly possible to argue with what Twilight's giving you right now

>The hands aren't just aimlessly rubbing you, they're delicately running up and down your shaft, massaging the sides and the tip

>But at the same time, they're not being so gentle that you'd forget they were there amidst the other sensations

>The mouth is doing more than just moving up and down, it's shifting angles, running up one side and down the other, sometimes it just stops and adds a hot, thick breath to the mix

>The tongue is extremely active, switching between coiling around your entire shaft, releasing, then encompassing it again, and simply caressing every inch of sensitive skin

>The way Twilight is using her sex just brings all of the feelings together. It's like the drum line to a symphony of lust

>It's an all-encompassing, an ever-present pressure moving up and down your member, exploiting every moment of sensitivity

>Time slows down

>Noises are escaping your mouth, you can't tell exactly how you sound

>Doesn't matter, either

>"Use you hands and—" Twilight lets out a moan, "—and feet like before!"

>Is she actually expecting you to do something? Not happening with your brain fried like it is

>She grunts and your hands and feet are absorbed into the bodies of the Twilights sitting on them

>Their slime bodies then force your extremities to move as they did earlier, eliciting another moan from Twilight

>You notice her bodies are losing some of their form

>She's close, and so are you

>You're surprised you made it this far

 

>The Twilight sitting on your member leans down and crashes her mouth into yours

>You both climax in the midst of a lust-driven kiss

>You're vaguely aware of Twilight's bodies collapsing into puddles of goo

>That's exactly how your body felt right now, too

>You wanted nothing more than a night's rest

>But you also realized Twilight no longer had a grip on you

>Your recognition of temporary freedom gives you the energy to sit up

>The goo is slowly collecting into a single pool

>Time is short

>You grunt as you flip yourself over to land on all fours and you start stumbling toward the door

>Your arms are flapping about, practically useless

>You use nothing but momentum to make it to the door

>You try the knob. Locked

>Shit

>You hear a gurgling sound behind you. Twilight's almost ready to go again

>As wonderful as she is at fucking you senseless, there's a point where you'll go crazy

>And you're just about to pass it

>You look around the room, and spot another potential escape route: the balcony

>That's how you escaped her the first time she had you bound

>A half-smile is all you can manage with your exhausted facial muscles

>Awkward steps take you closer and closer to freedom

>It's so close you can taste it

>You reach out to open the door to the outside

>But something thick wraps around your waist and hoists you up, yanking you away from escape

>From hope

>Your eyes drop to the thing now holding you

>It's wider than it is thick, and it has the familiar feeling of flowing water against where it touches skin

>You follow it over to Twilight

>It's her tongue

 

>Twilight is massive

>Like rhinoceros big

>She's smirking at you

>And while that smirk shows some cognition, her eyes are on fire with lust and hunger

>That orgasm sent her into full crazy-dom mode

>Three more, smaller tongues dart out of her mouth

>One wraps itself around your legs, bringing them together

>The other two each grab a wrist and bring your arms to your sides

>The tongues then slowly retract, bringing you closer to Twilight

"Uh, Twi, you're starting to scare me a little."

>She doesn't even acknowledge the statement

"I'm not really comfortable with—"

>You're silenced when the tongue on your waist squeezes

>It then starts to shift, coiling up your chest and down your legs

>It merges with the tongue holding your feet

>Twilight's mouth then starts opening impossibly wide

"I'm serious, Twi—"

>The larger tongue darts into your mouth as you talk

>She isn't taking any amount of shit from you

>She's hungry for some Anon, and damn if she isn't going to get it

>You struggle, but it does nothing, her primary tongue is much stronger than you

>In response, it repositions itself so it's rubbing against your member

>Soon, your dick is submerged into the tongue, and you can feel a great current moving over it

>It feels incredible, but your hardness is a complete whyboner cause you're also shaking

>Twilight is about to fucking EAT you

>The tongue in your mouth still prevents you from protesting

>And your continued strugglings are pointless

>You're brought into her massive mouth

>And her lips slam shut like a prison door

 

>The air is so thick you're choking

>It's humid as hell in here

>The tongue beings to fluctuate, both massaging your manhood and securing its grip

>Your legs hit the back of her throat

>Her esophagus immediately flexes to swallow your feet

>It's not very tight, but your feet are completely frozen

>There's no way in hell you could free yourself

>You're sweating in a mix of arousal and fear

>Your boner is loving it, though

>Twilight's throat pulls your feet further and pulses, getting a grip farther up your legs

>The tongue starts handing you off to her waiting gullet

>It's not long before everything up to your waist is imprisoned

>As soon as the tongues release your hands, you grasp around Twilight's mouth for something to hold on to

>But everything is slippery and you can't get a good grip

>Two small tentacles whip out from the back of Twilight's throat and wrap themselves around your rebelling hands

>They're pulled into her esophagus as well

>This wouldn't be so agonizing if it was at least going quickly

>The swallowing process is taking forever

>Is Twilight actually going to let you run out of oxygen?

>Is she really going to eat you or is this just a cruel joke?

>Her throat is up to your chest

>And wouldn't you know, even her throat knows how to work your penis

>As as her tongue passed it off, the walls of her gullet started pulsing around your member, keeping you at peak arousal

>The sensation hasn't stopped since

>Your head is about to be swallowed

>You close your eyes and hold your breath as you're sucked in

 

>The journey down Twi's esophagus is a slow one

>At least, it feels that way

>You've been holding your breath a while and haven't dared a look

>Your breathing is sharp and labored

>Before long, you find your feet have some freedom of movement

>They feel like they're in a thick pool, much like the hot tub was

>The restrictions on your legs loosen

>Then your waist, then your chest

>You're not sure what's going on

>Perhaps you're in Twi's stomach, now?

>Soon her throat releases your head, this gives you the gall to open your eyes

>And you're startled at what you see

>You're still completely encompassed in Twilight's body

>You can just make out her bedroom, your vision is obscured by her goo

>At the moment, you're pretty much just floating through her stomach area

>And still short of breath!

>You attempt to grasp your throat to show you're choking, but Twi hasn't allowed you that much freedom

>Definitely getting worried

>You look up to Giant Twilight's head in hopes she'll notice your predicament

>Her head turns towards you and she smiles gently, but still seductively

>An air bubble opens up around your head and you breathe the moment you see it

>You're gasping for a while

>In front of your face, Twilight's own visage appears on the surface of the goo separating the air bubble from her slime body

>She looks concerned

>"Anon, I'm so sorry, I was just so... hot, I had to have your RIGHT then and RIGHT there. I didn't forget about air, I just didn't realize how bad it had gotten for you."

 

>You narrow your eyes at her in anger

"I could have died!"

>The words strike her hard

>"I'd never let that happen. I was watching your heartbeat very closely."

>You open your mouth to protest further, but a hoof emerges from the goo and presses against your lips

>Twilight's face shakes back and forth

>"Later, Anon. Right now—"

>The fire of lust returns to her eyes

>"—I'm busy."

>Sensations immediately return to your member

>It's a familiar phantom handjob

>Several hands are caressing, rubbing, grasping your dick

>Twilight wants you at full awareness for what she's got coming

>You shudder at what it could be

>"Now I'm going to kiss you, and then I'm closing this air bubble. Don't try to pull away, the only oxygen you're going to get is through my mouth."

>You open your mouth to object again, but her gooey hoof keeps you quiet

>"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you."

>You look deep into her eyes; there is a true devotion there

>You're still unsure, but you nod anyways

>Twilight's face then closes its eyes and moves in

>Your lips lock and the pressure of her slime body returns to your neck and head

>She was right, there's some air flowing from her throat... er, what would be the face's throat

>This is a little confusing

>Well, for your brain at least

>Mr. Perky is enjoying himself down south

 

>You lose yourself in the kiss

>Twilight's tongue and your own fight back and forth

>Hers is much more dominant than your own

>She's cheating, though

>The touches of the phantom hands have spread to your balls as well

>There's so damn many of them

>You try to move your hand down there, for curiosity's sake, but Twilight has you exactly how she wants you

>Eagle-spread, hovering in her body, helpless

>A voice rings out in your head

>"Try not to pass out, Anon."

>You have just a moment to try to figure out what she means

>Then your entire body comes under attack

>Every last inch of your skin is being kneaded, massaged, stroked

>Touched in every meaning of the word

>You eyes shoot wide open

>You almost break the kiss in shock, but Twilight holds your head fast

>Your chest, your back, legs, arms, neck, EVERYTHING

>Even your fingers are being fondled in a way that can only be described as sexual

>It steals your breath away

>Twilight uses the opportunity to intensify the kiss, grabbing your tongue with her own and pulling it in

>Your eyes roll into the back of your head

>This is completely ridiculous

>Utterly absurd

>And absolutely wonderful

>You're beyond coherent thought

>All you can do is feel

>But Twilight isn't done yet

 

>A familiar texture brushes up against your fingers and the tip of your dick

>Hooves wrap around the back of your neck and your hips, like another form of Twilight inside of her goo body has clung to you

>"Now," you hear

>"Now we make rabbits jealous."

>Like we haven't already?

>A pussy slams itself onto your manhood, and at the same time, each hand is forced into similar fissures

>You're double-fingerfucking Twilight while she's riding you

>Well, technically, she's having you double-fingerfuck her

>Where the hell does she come UP with this stuff?

>For a moment you lose consciousness

>The feelings are too much for your debilitated mind to handle

>But Twilight quickly brings you back with a mild shock

>The shift from unconsciousness and numbness to actual cognition is brutal

>One second you feel nothing, the next, you're feeling EVERYTHING

>You gasp into Twilight's kiss, which is still occupying your tongue

>She moans in response

>Her body has actually begun to vibrate, which only increases your pleasure

>You have no way to describe what's happening to you

>Yes, you can feel hands delicately working every inch of your skin

>Yes, you can feel both of your hands being enveloped by, and forced in and out of, emulations of Twil's pussy

>Yes, there's an amazingly tight flower wrapped around your cock, sliding up and down your shaft

>And she's even added mouths to you feet, to suck on and lick each toe

>But there are no words for this

>Together, these things are something more

>Something beautiful and arousing

>Something impossible and primal

>Something rapturous and supernatural

 

>You hover in this existence of pleasure for who knows how long

>Your breath and heartbeat give away how close you are to cumming

>Twilight uses this to her advantage

>Every time you come close, she slows down

>Sensations disappear, only to return with a vengeance when you think you can relax

>She shifts her focus from body part to body part

>All the while, there is still a form of her grasping you with hooves around your neck and your hips

>She never releases the kiss, either

>You're begging for release

>You can't take it any more

>There is literally not an ounce of energy left in your body

>You're pretty sure Twilight is compressing and releasing your lungs for you, as your diaphragm is likely shot

>Your poor tongue is limp, only moving when Twilight urges it to

>You might have even fallen asleep had it not been for the immense pleasure she was giving you

"I've got to... I can't..." you mumble into her mouth

>She pauses a moment

>Then everything starts up again, faster, more urgent

>Her actions are downright wild with lust

>She can't wait any longer, either

>The slime around you tenses up, squeezing your entire body

>"Anon," she squeaks through the ferocious movements of sex

>You practically scream as you finally realize you will get what you've needed for so long

>"I think I love you."

>Together, you and Twi forget the world

>And let go...