- I dunno how this went from funny/horny Sombra following Anon to gay sex. That's just how AiE works I guess.
- >"Mr. Anon, here are the muffins you want--"
- >"Mmmmghrraa," Sombra mewls, rubbing himself all over your leg.
- >Mr Cake lets you leave without paying.
- >You wake up, stretching out and tumbling out of bed.
- >Today you slept late, you don't have much time to fuck around so you gather up some clothes and throw them on the bed.
- >You turn to them about to change when you stop yourself.
- >Everything, underwear, workshirt and suit, everything is covered in dollops of clearish fluid.
- >What...
- >From under the bed something pops out, the very tip of a little horn.
- >You hear a light moan.
- >Grabbing the horn your drag that son of a bitch Sombra from out under there.
- >"Hhhnghaa, Anonymous, you woke me up."
- >His raging semi swings too and fro as you hold him above the floor by his horn.
- >"I'm hungry, can I have you fro breakfast~", he inquires, flicking his tongue at you.
- >Fucking Sombra.
- >Out for a stroll.
- >Sombra with you as always.
- >See pretty mare in the park.
- "Hey there."
- >"Oh hi, how are you?"
- >Low growl from behind you.
- "I'm fine, and you?"
- >"Great!" she smiles, "Nice weather, huh?"
- "Yup."
- >Conversation gets better, growls get louder.
- >Get mare's number.
- >Walk away feeling satisfied.
- >Sombra still following you, snarling lowly.
- >Hear zap of magic, whirl around.
- >The mare you were just talking too is now encased in crystal.
- >Sombra smiles and bites your pants leg, bedroom eyes looking up at you.
- >A knock comes at the door early one morning.
- >You struggle to the door in boxers and a dirty t-shirt.
- >Having not shaved or showered in days you're looking like you just rolled out from under a bridge.
- >Swinging open the door you can already hear Sombra running toward you down the hall.
- >"Hello, Anon!" Cadence says in a cheery tone.
- >She gasps and smiles mischievously.
- >"So I see you two finally got to it, eh?" she elbows you and winks.
- >You look back at Sombra, who sitting like a dog on his "toy", panting and waging his tail.
- "Da hell you talking about? No we didn't 'get to it'. We aren't getting to it and never will."
- >She leans in close, whispering, "You're gonna do it right? Right, Anon? If you don't he'll destroy the Crystal Empire!"
- "This guy right here?" you hiss, throwing a thumb back at him, "This guy ain't gonna destroy anything. He's obsessed with me."
- >Sombra's moans get louder, causing you to take a look back.
- >"He's really going at that thing..." Cadence comments.
- >Pleased that he has your attention he blows his load all over your nice hard wood floor, some even splashes on your nice carpet just a few inches from him .
- "Fucking hell. No amount of brawny towels are going to get the stains out of my rug."
- "If only this hardwood was yours master," Sombra says slyly, licking his spill off the floor.
- >As you recline on the couch with a drink, mulling over how to clean the semen out of your rug your mind drifts to a few months ago.
- >A package arrives one day.
- >Derpy doesn't say who it's from but she looks a little nervous.
- >You bring the big thing inside and lay it out on a table.
- >Unwrapping it you find several finely woven suits of many fabrics and colors.
- >...Okay.
- >Next a box with a watch inside.
- >A bouquet of roses.
- >A necklace with a fine crystal in the middle.
- >Lastly a letter.
- >You open the thing up and out slips a few photos.
- >Scooping one up you almost can't believe your eyes.
- >It's a photo of a strange looking unicorn, a stallion, with his cock pressed against a mirror.
- >He's adorned in some lacy nightwear, precum staining the deep red panties hardly containing his manhood.
- >"To my one and only Anonymous, Love King Sombra XOXOXO"
- "Why?"
- >It's been a rough day at work.
- >So many nice mares coming in and out of those shop.
- >Goddamn Rarity not letting you spend a second with any of them.
- >So pent up...
- >You undo your tie, unbutton your shirt and slide out of your suit jacket.
- >Melting into a chair you realize how blue balled you're feeling.
- >Sombra clippity clops it into the living room with his usual grin.
- "What are you wearing?" you inquire, trying to make sense of what's on him.
- >"Oh, this~?" he turns to his side.
- >Somehow he's gotten himself some l-lin- oh my clothing.
- >A thin black strip holds up long silky striped red socks which cover his hooves.
- >The alluring things are connected to a deep red corset, the tied strings hang loosely under him.
- >Keeping his bulging cock from escaping are black panties that appear to be satin.
- >A little wet spot at the tip gives you a heads up about how he's feeling.
- >From here you can see they are very tight on him in the back, his full butt out for all to see.
- >Oh lord, why are you observing his rear end?
- >He notices where your eyes are and turns so you can get a better view.
- >Your mouth goes dry watching his tail flick up.
- >This isn't suppose to be good...
- >Moving back around he bows his head to you, looking up with pleading eyes, his ass up in the air.
- >O-oh, his hair is up in ponytail.
- >The irony is rather arousing.
- >And is that eyeshadow?
- >Why, yes it is.
- >Light purple-blue, a little darker than Rarity's
- >Red lipstick coats his pleasant little lips.
- "Oh, is master pleased?" Sombra coos.
- >Gulping guiltily you notice your cock has set up a tent in your pants.
- >You snort and look away, flicking on the television.
- >Not a fucking chance.
- >"Narghhhhrr."
- >He saunters over and starts rubbing his soft cheek on your leg, hiking your pants up a little.
- >His cheek gets closer and closer to your inner thigh.
- >"And the forecast today is-"
- >Sombra's fine ass.
- >Dear god why?
- >That isn't suppose to happen.
- >Sombra growls and mewls with yearning.
- >T-this is no good at all.
- >With a flick of magic he undoes the button on your pants.
- >You give him a stern look...but you make no attempt to re-button them.
- >He hops forward, burying his face in your groin, rubbing his snout all over your shaft.
- >OH HO HO BOY!
- >You squirm uncomfortable and try to push him away, succeeding only in wrapping your legs around his head.
- >The zipper on your pants comes undone, your dick smacking Sombra in the nose.
- >"Ah, it's so warm. Much bigger than my copy."
- >With wide eyes you watch in something that is quite horror as Sombra slips off your boxers with a silky hoof.
- >Throbbing and excited to be out exploring, your member falls easy prey to Sombra's hot tongue.
- >You try to push him away, you try to pull up your pants but your arms aren't working right now, please call again later.
- >He huffs a breath of moist warm air over you, sending tingling sensations up your spine.
- >Your breathing becomes a bit more excited as his warm slick tongue traces over you.
- >He pecks your pecker, leaving traces of red lipstick on the head of your shaft.
- >Sombra looks up at you for direction.
- >You say nothing but gaze back down at him.
- >Saying nothing absolves you of any blame for what may or may not happen...right?
- >Going for gold the dressed up stallion dives right in, taking your whole length in his mouth.
- >It's wet, warm and pleasant in there.
- >He holds it for a few seconds, licking and lapping you.
- >After a moment he comes up for air, you can practically see the steam coming off him.
- >"I've been practicing."
- >His erect buddy is brushing up against your leg.
- >You're almost certain he isn't even away that his hips are making little feeble thrusts at you.
- >With a shaky hand you run down his soft chest and down the corset to his shaft.
- >It's pulsating, big and in need of attention.
- >Sombra's eyes roll back as you brush your hand over his satin panties.
- >What are you doing there hand?
- >That's a fucking no-no place.
- >He works with you, moaning and swinging into the cup of your hand.
- >Your index finger lightly taps the tip of his dick, getting a feel for the wet spot there.
- >"Grragh."
- >Oh you like that, okay.
- >It's not gay if you're just stroking a cock, right?
- >He gives you a few licks and a few kisses.
- >Goddamn teasing Sombra
- >You run a hand through his mane, surprisingly soft.
- >S-smells like roses.
- >He dives in again, licking you like a melting ice cream cone in July.
- >That is to say like there's no tomorrow.
- >He sucks on the head, bops up and down.
- >This could not get any better.
- >Oh, wait, it could.
- >You force him off you and on to the carpet.
- >His dick slips free of its prison, hanging there sadly.
- >He whimpers and looks up with puppy eyes.
- >You heave him up and sling him over your shoulder, his shaft drooling on your suit.
- >Wasting no time you storm into the bed room, throw him down on the fluffy mattress and flick on the light.
- >"What are we going to do on the bed?" he asks, stretched out on his back, forehooves raised up feebly.
- >You give him your best "You gonna get some dick" eyes and strip off your suit and shirt.
- >With no concern for Sombra you shove yourself in, eyes flaring up as you feel how tight he is.
- >"Oh! You're so much bigger than the toy."
- >Good, I'd like to hope so.
- >"And warm, ah, so warm."
- >You go in and out, sending shivers through his body.
- >The beds rocking roughly, springs squeaking and having little orgasms of their own.
- >Sombra huffs and puffs, gasping with each push in and sigh with each pull out.
- >A smile curls across his face, fangs becoming visible.
- >You stop for a moment, an empty look comes across him and groans.
- >Untying his corset isn't easy when you're so worked up your hips are practically moving on their own but you get it done.
- >You toss aside the flaps of fabric, running your hand through his soft belly fur.
- >His body ripples in response, squeezing on your cock.
- >You pick up your pace, lancing him without mercy.
- >He doesn't want mercy anyway.
- >He raises his head up, getting close to yours, begging for more.
- >You give it all you've got, pounding that stallion like a hammer on a nail.
- >'Cept your hammering and nailing this sonuvagun like your life depended on it.
- >Grabbing his mane you draw him close for a sloppy kiss, lipstick sliding across your face.
- >Your bodies become synced in some twisted and totally not gay pattern.
- >Both of you are moving in accordance with each other, pulling, thrust, pounding and fucking.
- >He bites your chest, which you don't mind at all.
- >You scoop him up laying him in your lap.
- >He takes the lead now, bouncing up and down.
- >Some how he's tighter than before.
- >Goddamn, you doubt a mare could do something like this.
- >Your breathing picks up, worse than before, raspy breaths of passion interrupted only by grunts of pleasure.
- >Swaying, waving, hot and sweaty and all things blissful!
- >Never before has something so bad been so fuckin' good.
- >It's getting close to that time.
- >Sombra knows it somehow, and works harder.
- >You spin him around, taking him from behind.
- >He dives his head into the cool pillows as you ravage him, almost disrespectfully.
- >Your thrusting becomes sporadic, animalistic, all patterns thrown straight out the window.
- >As it comes closer and closer your body starts arching closer to Sombra, bent over him, a drop of sweat falling from your messed up hair.
- >Sombra takes a sharp breath, shooting his seed all over your sheets.
- "Ahaha!"
- >You pour your pent up self into this burning hot stallion, melting into him as it all falls apart.
- >The world spins and twirls and doesn't give a fuck for a second.
- >Sombra slides off you, collapsing into a panting mess, his cock still dribbling white.
- >You fall down next to him, your cum getting on most of his backside as you pull out.
- >"That...was good..." he manages.
- >Today was a good day, you didn't even have to use the AK.
- >You sit up, about to off some after play when something catches your eye.
- >In the window to the left of the bed you spot something, the tips of a pink horn and wings.
- >Fucking Cadence.
- >You might have to use the AK.
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