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>He inhaled the cool scent of her mane.
>It filled his nose, the thick smell of mint crawling up to his brain.
>His mind went numb for a moment, wrapped in pure thought of familiarity.
>Familiarity…
>He looked upon the blue mare, cradled calmly upon his arms.
>Her two-colored mane rustled ever softly at his breath, with her head buried on his chest.
>She sighed contently, her eyes closed in her dreams.
>Then she giggled and began to shuffle slightly n his arms.
>Repositioning her legs to a more comfortable form, she lifted her head, faced him- and set her eyes upon his.
>Her azure irises shrunk at the expense of her pupils.
>He could see his own reflection on the dark spots, and found himself smiling.
“Hey.”
>”Hey.” She replied.
>Just like how they met before.
>But that is a story for another time.
>She smiled sagely, closing her eyes again.
>And with her reminiscent minty breath, she rubbed her nose with his.
>She then slid to his cheeks, and rested her own to his.
>He sat still, used to the sessions of silence.
>She continued on, her soft fur tickling his ear.
>”You know, we can do it right now…”
>He immediately tensed up.
“N-n-now?”
>”Nyam~” She nibbled on his ear.
>Her horn poked his head.
>He could feel his face burning up, but he liked that sensation on his ear.
“C-could you use the name- like we talked about?”
>”I wouldn’t forget it.”
>She moved away to face him again.
>She then put up two strong forelegs on his chest, pinning him down.
>”Mister El Guapo.”
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>Before he could make a comment on how stupid that sounded, he felt the light tugging on his shirt.
>Beige buttons slowly pushed through the slits on his shirt.
>It was somewhat foreshadowing, given the situation.
>Before he knew it, his shirt was opened to each side of his, and his belt was long gone.
>Guapo felt the rubbing on his ankles.
>Before he knew it, his pants and undergarments were touching the floor.
“Colgate…”
>”Hmmm?” She answered back, already getting to work.
>She blew the over-arching mane off her face, and set her eyes upon his prize, his tower of glory.
>She smirked, ignoring the smell that permeated from the device.
>Guapo could not help but to blush, he also felt slightly bad for this.
>Maybe after a shower…
>Or IN the shower.
>A wet brush on the tip was enough to set the candle all lit up.
>He jerked slightly surprised by the sudden sensation.
“M-Maybe I should wash up first?” Guapo shuttered, barely holding back the feeling.
>”No…” She whispered, still getting to work.
>”I like it just the way it is.”
>She only lifted up her face with her half-lidded eyes to make lip contact with him.
>Before Guapo knew it, they were exchanging saliva, engrossed in each other’s flavor.
>She tasted like toothpaste, given her usual need to clean her teeth.
>But he wondered what would he taste like?
>He thought he must be a small slice of heaven, given Colgate’s often-seen-enthusiasm.
>And they say ponies don’t like meat.
>Heavy breathing on both sides clouded each of their vision, but they could feel each other.
>They could explore each other.
>Guapo began to gyrate his outer curve against her double.
>He felt moisture speeding up his rubbing, but he felt a hoof stopping him.
>”No… Not today.” Colgate barely spoke.
>She then slowly pushed him downwards, past the cave he often passed through.
>And then, Guapo felt the entry of a road less travelled.
>It would be… problematic to enter.
>”Here.” Colgate spoke, rubbing his tip against her tightened entrance.
“A-are you sure?” Guapo asked with a hint of caution.
>Colgate draped her two fore legs over his shoulder, and quickly turned him over, to the bed.
>Now, Colgate was positioned under him, with his own weight pinning her down.
>No escape, no reprieve.
>”Please Mister El Guapo, give me all you’ve got!”
>Guapo smirked at her order.
>This was leagues better than doing the dishes.
>As he positioned himself over her second point of entry, he leaned upon her and whispered;
"Tonight, I'm taking you away from here, over the moon, to the deep space."
>Colgate blushed, and managed to stutter a question.
>"Where will we go?" She asked, poking out her tongue slightly.
>Guapo smiled, and slowly reared back.
"TOOOOOOO URANUSSSS"
>And with that, he thrust- hard.
>A loud yelp of pleasure erupted from Colgate’s lips, her blush going away.
>Guapo stayed still for a moment, not wanting to hurt the mare.
>She stifled an amount of pain, and Guapo could see tears forming on her eyes.
“A-are you alright? Do you need me to stop?”
>”N-no, keeeep going.”
>Guapo slowly began to pull out, halfway through.
>Then he thrust back inside, feeling the insides of this spectacular pony.
>”Ahn~!” Colgate moaned.
>Guapo was fueled by the noise, only going harder and faster.
>With that, she only yelped louder and louder, her soft voice crackling.
>His hips slapped onto hers; making a weak slapping noise.
>Warm fluids were already dripping onto his crotch, coming from the sheathe of the pony.
>”H-harder!”
>Guapo responded immediately, only coming in with much more vigor.
>His back began to ache, due to the amount of pressure he’s been putting on.
>Running out of strength, he slowed down a bit, to conserve his strength.
>Returning to his opening pace, Colgate had time to recover from her euphoria as well.
>Her eyes felt distant, clouded by the wave of pleasure.
>Guapo felt it too, barely keeping his composure.
>The walls of her rectum pushed back, wrapping around his member.
>Guapo felt the heat radiating off her body, and the strength it held a part of him inside.
>His attempts to thrust was met with heavy friction, only heightening the sensation for the two of them.
>To ease Colgate, Guapo gently laid on her, slowly massaging her foreleg.
>The hoof felt slightly cold, as he moved down to her chest.
>She shivered at the touch of his cold hands, but eased soon enough.
>Guapo began to run his fingers through the soft surface, savoring the feeling upon his fingertips.
>Colgate giggled, she always was ticklish.
>Guapo traced the body down to her belly, giving a nice rub in the place as well.
>Colgate giggled more, trying to fight back your touch with her hooves.
>He then reached the prize, already wet with the previous events.
>Without hesitation, he quickly slid two of his finger inside, feeling the different interior of the mare before him.
>Colgate quickly reduced to moans.
>Taking the cue, Guapo began to thrust again, his stamina much recovered.
>Colgate’s squeaks increased in volume, and she gripped your shoulder tight.
>”Guapo!” She shouted out in ecstasy.
>Guapo was awash in the feeling relished on him, slowly reaching climax.
>He could also feel Colgate on the edge of her threshold.
“I’m coming!” Guapo yelled out, serenaded by Colgate’s moans.
>”M-me too!”
>Guapo held back as long as he could, trying to keep it in sync.
>And a few thrusts later, he could not contain it.
>He stopped and let it all out, all of the pent up pressure relieved of him.
>He also felt a spray of warm, viscous liquid on his lower torso, along with a long, final moan.
>The two held in position for a while, both razed by the event.
>Guapo finally pulled out, and the two laid in each other's embrace for a moment.
 
ALTERNATE SCAT ENDING
 
>The two held in position for a while, both razed by the event.
>Guapo finally pulled out, noticing some fecal matter on him.
>He took some by the fingers, and drew a moustache on Colgate’s face.
“You dirty girl.” He said.
 
Happy Birthday, Guapo.
 
URANUUUUUS.
 
EDIT: AN IRISH NOMAD narrated the tidbit, with all of his accent-y magic.
Part 1: http://vocaroo.com/i/s0Btq8HddhME
Part 2: http://vocaroo.com/i/s0TZe6WHmOjt