Title:           Twilight Sparkle is addicted to Anon's cum. Part 7
Author:          X-Roads
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First Edit:      Monday 16th of February 2015 03:21:45 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Sunday 22nd of February 2015 06:05:40 PM CDT

>After a while, she finally calms down from her crying.
>You release her from your hug and smile at her.
>Wiping a few tears from her face, Rainbow returns it.
>”Thank you, Twilight.”
“No need to thank me, Rainbow.”
>She shakes her head.
>”No, really. I did something that not many ponies would easily forgive me for, but you did.”
“Aww, come on. Nopony can stay angry at the Dash!”
>Rainbow giggles.
>”Yeah, you're right...”
“But say, Rainbow...”
>”Hmm?”
“Why did you do it? It can't be just mere curiosity. That isn't like you... there is more behind it, isn’t, it?”
>Shyly she avoids your eyes. A slight blush on her face.
>Does she?
>”Ehm...”
“Don't be shy. We are friends. You can tell me anything.”
>”I kinda...”
“Yes?”
>”Ikindahavethehotsforanon.”
>Oh. Yeah... you suspected something like that.
>”But I knew that you were interested in him, so I never made any advances...”
>What?
“Y-You knew?”
>She giggles again.
>”Of course, Twi. It was so obvious...you always spent so much time with him. Not to speak of the ways you look at him when you think nopony is watching...”
“You found my romantic stories about him, didn't you?”
>”That too.”
>Meh. You need better hiding places for them.
>”But now that he has you, my chances of getting a roll in the hay with him are non-existent...”
>Her shoulders droop.
>Aww... poor Dash. But it's not like you can do much about it.
>He is with you now.
“I'm sorry, Rainbow.”
>You put a hoof on her shoulder to comfort her, but she waves it off.
>”Nah. It's alright. I will just stick to spying on you two from time to time.”
“R-Rainbow!”
>She playfully shoves you.
>”Aww, come on! I was just joking. I learned my lesson. Spending a night here gave me some time to think.”
“Glad to hear that.”
>That only leaves one question now.
>You are not sure if you really want to know this, but your curiosity gets the better of you.
“Say Rainbow...”
>”Hmm?”
“Why did Anon have to pay 45 bits for cleaning your cell?”
>She winces. That's a bad omen.
>”Uhm... you see... I got really bored at night, since they don't have books here, and...”
>You shush her.
>The night she told you drunk what she does when she is bored with nothing to do is still etched in your mind. Every dirty and disgusting detail.
>She either throws balls of clouds at ponies, reads a book, takes a nap or...
>Furiously masturbates herself into a blissful coma.
>And since there are neither books nor clouds here and she probably napped a few times...
>You shudder.
“Okay. I understand.”
>”You do?”
“Yeah. I do. Let's not get into details please.”
>Rainbow blushes and giggles.
>”Hehe okay. And I will pay him back, don't worry.”
>That's what you wanted to ask next.
“Wonderful. So you wanna leave this place now?”
>She nods.
>”Yep! I can't wait to stretch my wings and feel the wind in my mane again!”
“And hopefully take a bath... Sorry Rainbow, but you reek of sweat and... other fluids.”
>Taking a whiff at her fur, her muzzle scrunches up.
>”Eww... yeah you are right.”
>Her face takes a devious look and she spreads her front-legs.
>Rainbow closes in for another hug, but you manage to dodge it.
>”Come here! I wanna hug you one last time before I leave!”
“No! Get away from me!”
>”But I want to thank you properly for forgiving me!”
>You run to the door to escape the stinky pony, but it's no use. She is Rainbow Dash after all.
>With one giant leap, she catches you in her fore-arms and pulls you close.
>Pressing her face into your mane and generally rubbing herself all over you.
“Noooooooo! You stink!”
>”This is what friendship smells like! Get used to it!”
“I don't wanna be your friend any more!”
>”Aww... you are just saying that. Just give in and let it happen.”
>Defeated, you hold your breath and endure it.
 
>Rainbow finally released you from her smelly embrace and gave her farewells to Anon and you.
>You are now sitting on a bench outside of the guardhouse and enjoy the fresh air. Imbibing it in a desperate attempt to get Dash's stink out of your nose.
>It slowly works...
>Anon is sitting besides you and idly rubs your back.
>”I'm glad that this is over now.”
“Me too.”
>”I was honestly a bit worried how you would react. But looks like you took the news pretty well.”
>You shrug and lean into his touch.
>Ahh... so nice and relaxing. You have to remind him to do this more often.
>Maybe he could do this professionally? In the spa? You are sure he would be booked out all the time.
“I didn't see any reason not to forgive her. She was really sorry and she is a good friend. So staying angry at her wouldn't have achieved anything but a sad Dash. And I don't like seeing any of my friends sad or depressed.”
>He chuckles
>”Yeah. I can understand that. I don't like seeing you sad either, or the others for that matter too. We have that in common.”
>You just nod and enjoy his attention for a bit more in silence.
>Now you have to find a cure...
>And that will be a quite difficult and costly endeavour. The metals and crystal you will have to use are rare and must be imported from all over equestria.
>You could ask Princess Celestia for a bit more money, but then you would have to think of an excuse why you need it.
>Maybe for some rare spell components? Shellfly stingers or Bloodwart roots? No... these are used for dark magic. They are fairly expensive, but very attention-grabbing.
>She would ask you some very uncomfortable questions...
>Better would be something you need for an elemental summoning... Like Salamander cores, arcane dust and a soul stone or two. That could work...
>But if you asked for that, she would send you the actual materials and no money, since everything is available at the royal arcanum.
>Hmm...
>You could sell some of it, though... And actually a new elemental minion would be handy too.
>The last one laughed at you and exploded, after you told him to clean your room.
>Looks like even bound elementals have some free will left, even if its just used for suicide.
>Poor Dusty. You always liked him... or her, or it. Or whatever elementals can be.
>You sigh.
>No... Lying to her is a bad idea. That's unbecoming for her protégée. You will have to swallow the bitter pill and pay it out of your own pocket.
>The clocktower strikes.
>It's already one in the afternoon.
>Spike will be coming home soon, and you should really be there when he arrives. Or he will stuff his belly with ice cream again.
>You also need to get a sample from Anon, without your nosy little dragon walking around the library.
>There doesn't need another showering incident to happen... You had a hard time explaining him what you did with the shower head.
>Extreme cleaning won't save your face this time.. or perhaps it will? He's still too young to understand anything sexual.
>You hope... The day you have to explain him dragon and pony sexuality is the one you dread.
>Anyway... you are wasting time. Better get going.
“Let's go, Anon.”
>”Okay.”
>He stretches a bit and helps you off the bench.
>Such a gentlecolt...
>You take a last look at the guardhouse and begin your walk home.
 
>Ponyville's streets are as busy, if not busier, as a few hours ago.
>No wonder. Everypony uses their lunch break to buy a few groceries or get a snack from the numerous stands and shops.
>Luckily the breakfast you had at Sugarcube Corner was quite filling, so you are not hungry.
>You take a few glances at some stalls to see if you need anything.
>Roseluck is selling some extraordinary beautiful and tasty looking roses today. The daisies don't look to bad either.
>But too many flowers are not good for you. Your stomach learned that the hard way.
>You pass a few more stalls until you reach a wooden cart.
>Looks like a travelling merchant. The old unicorn stallion, who currently spreads his goods on a holey carpet, is apparently it's owner.
>Huh?
>Are this...?
>They are!
>You trot over to him, leaving a confused Anon behind.
>Spell books! Lots of them!
>One by one, you eye the dusty tomes.
>Most of them you already own... but two particular old looking books catch your eye.
>”Pyromancy: The art of setting things on fire. By Gleaming Ruby.” and “Unknown realms of the arcane. By Angri Stormtalon.”
>Especially the last one is fascinating, since Angri was one of the few non-unicorn magicians that ever existed.
>Gryphons have a different approach and grasp on magic It's far more primal and shamanistic. So it really would be interesting to try out a few spells.
>Maybe his famous lightning storm incantation is in there? Would come in handy for next nightmare night.
>The book about pyromancy is just rare. In older times it was a recognized school of combat magic,  
even if spell miscasts had the tendency to explode the caster into burning pony-confetti.
>Today it's banned from being taught, probably for that reason.
>Nevertheless you want them! They would give your collection a serious boost in rarity and worth.
>”Good day, young filly. See something you like?” the old stallion says.
“A good day to you too, sir! Yes, I do. How much are these two tomes?”
>You point at the books you want.
>”Oh, you have an interest in old magic? Let me check that real quick... they are quite rare.”
>He pulls out a yellowed parchment and squints his eyes.
>”Ehm... I need to get my glasses out of the cart... Can't read without them any more.”
“Okay!” you chirp.
>You are barely able to stand still. The last time you were this excited to buy something, was when you bought the components for Dusty.
>Poor thing...
>Anon kneels down besides you, laughing at your excitement and poking your barrel to get your attention.
>”So what are these?” he asks you.
“Spell books!”
>”About lasers?”
>You giggle.
“Maybe there is a fire laser in the pyromancy one!”
>He whistles.
>”Uhh... A fire laser. Can't live without one!”
“Indeed!”
>The stallion returns from his cart and puts the glasses on his snout.
>He looks at the parchment again, but then notices Anon. His face taking a surprised look.
>”I have seen many strange creatures in my life as a merchant, but something like you is even new to me. What are you? A furless Ungor?”
>Your boyfriend chuckles and nods.
>”Exactly. Rare genetic disease.”
>”I see... so where are they... Ah there! Gleaming Ruby's work costs thirty six bits and Angri's ninety. If you buy both, I would sell them to you for one hundred and fifteen.
>One hundred and fifteen bits?! That is expensive... But you want them and you might never get the chance again to bring them into your possession.
>Sighing, you summon your small bottomless bag. Well it's not bottomless, but it has more store room than a normal bag it's size.
>The stallion makes an impressed sound.
>You open it and look at it's contents... Doesn't look too bad. Thirteen gold coins and about ten silver and eight bronze ones.
>Roughly two hundred and thirty-eight bits.
>Affording the books would be no problem if you didn't need to buy the materials for your experiments too.
>Not to speak of groceries and other daily life stuff...  
>Disappointed and a bit crestfallen, you close and banish it into the ethereal realm again.
“Looks like I can't afford it... at least not now. How long will you be in town?”
>He scratches his chin.
>”Hmm... not too long. Maybe till tomorrow. If ponies don't buy something, I starve. I hope you understand.”
>You nod.
>”But.”
>Your ears perk up.
“Yes?”
>”I saw your excellent use of magic before. Not too many ponies bother with creating a bottomless bag any more, or other similar arcane tricks.”
>The stallion sighs.
>”Sometimes I miss the old days... Anyways. I'm willing to sell you the tomes for only eighty bits, since you have such a great interest in old magic.”
“Really?”
>”Yes. I would be a stupid old pony, to smother the flame that is your potential.”
>A blush creeps on your face.
“T-Thanks.”
>With new-found excitement, you re-summon your bag and take the money out of it.
>Even if the materials cost seventy bits or more, you would still have enough to ensure food for Spike and you.
>He grabs the coins out of your magical grip, stashes them away and wraps your two newly acquired books in tissue paper.
>”Here you go, young filly. Have fun with them.”
“Thanks! I will!” you chirp.
>You take the tomes, but you notice that you have no saddle bags on today. And carrying them on your back or teleporting them home would be too dangerous.
“Could you carry them?” you ask Anon.
>”Of course.”
>Anon takes the wrapped package and tucks it under his shoulder.
“Thank you. But be careful with it.”
>He does a little bow which elicites a giggle from you.
>And from the old stallion.
>Your blush returns full force.
“Oh nononono! That is not what it looks like!” you stammer
>”Don't worry. I haven't seen anything. Take care you two.”
>Phew...He isn't one of those ultra conservative ponies. That could have ended pretty badly.
>You make your farewells and were just about to continue your walk home, when the stallion calls you back.
>With no words spoken, he hands you a thin booklet and vanishes into his cart.
>A bit confused you take a look at it.
>”Differences: How to make an interspecies relationship work.”
>Huh?
>Curious you open it. A greyed out photograph sticks on the inside.
>It shows a younger version of the stallion kissing the cheek of a gryphoness. A quite pretty one at that.
>How cute... A tear rolls down your cheek.
“Thank you, Sir.”
>You wipe it away and return to your boyfriend.
 
>The rest of the walk home happened without any other shopping sprees.
>You made a few mental notes about some stalls that sell cheap gemstones and other stuff Spike likes.
>He earned himself a treat after playing butler for the Cutiemark Crusaders the whole night.
>Strangely Anon didn't ask about the booklet the old stallion gave you.
>Maybe he just assumed it's another spell book. As impressed he is sometimes from the effects of magic, he isn't particularly interested in it.
>Most non-magical creatures aren't, and why should they? Most spell books are a boring read if you can't use the spells in them anyway.
>But that's perhaps a good thing. It gives you some time to read it secret and maybe surprise him one time.
>You would really like that.
>After a good ten minutes, the two of you finally reached your library.
>And just in time. It's already a quarter to two.
>Spike will be home soon, and you still have to get a sample from Anon and get the more rare gems from their hiding places.
>The little dragon would surely devour them if he knew where you store them.
>And he always tries to spy on you...
>You open the door and hold it open for Anon, who thanks you with a pat on your head.
>After he walked in you follow him, and close the door behind you.
>”Where should I put your books?”
“Just take them with you upstairs.”
>”Upstairs? What are we going to do upstairs, Miss Sparkle?”
>He throws is arms up in mocked confusion.
>Slowly approaching Anon, you brush his legs with your tail as you pass him.
“Science, Mister Mous. Science.”
>You grab a small vial from a shelf and walk up the stairs. Swaying your hips as seductively as possible.
>Shooting him a sultry look and a wink once you reached the top.
>With what part of your body you winked, you keep a secret.
>He gulps and loosens his collar.
>Looks like you are getting better at flattering him.
>You vanish into your room and hop on your bed.
>Listening to his footsteps as you wait.
 
>Anon enters your room, puts the books on a table and sits down beside you.
>Idly running a hand along your back.
“Mmhhmm~”
>”So what kind of science you want to conduct, Miss Sparkle?”
>You giggle and put your hooves on his shoulders.
“The best kind of science, Mister Mous. Sexy science.”
>He raises an eyebrow.
>”That's the kind of science I can get behind.”
>One hoof travels down his chest, drawing small circles on it.
“Sadly there will be no “getting behind”. We don't have much time... We may have to stick to testing your knowledge now and experiment later. How does a quick oral exam sound to you?”
>Your lips form a seductive smile. He liked your assertiveness before, let's try that again.
>”An Oral exam? But Miss Sparkle, I didn't have time to learn... I don’t know If I can pass such a test. And I don't want to disappoint you.”
>His hand found it's way to your flanks. Cupping their cheeks and fondling them.
“Mister Mous... I'm sure you will do fine. You are my top student.”
>”I am?”
>You nod and lean your head in closer. His hot breath mixing with yours.
“You are... And I want your knowledge now. So be a good student and listen to your teacher, will you?”
>”Of course, Miss Sparkle.”
“Wonderful. Such eagerness must be rewarded.”
>You press your mouth on his and shift more bodyweight on his shoulders, pushing him down.
>The kiss is a hungry one. No time is spent on a prelude. His tongue meets yours almost instantly.
>It intertwines with and dances around yours in a passionate dance.
>But he knows what you want and quickly retrieves it again, letting you invade his mouth.
>While your tongue hastily runs along his teeth to his canines, you can feel his caressing the underside of yours with short flicks and brushes.
>More than one shudder runs down your spine as you probe the pointy ends of his teeth.
>His fingers creep towards your already wet marehood, tracing it's outlines.
>Slow but steady your arousal increases.
>You wish you had more time...
>One last time you let yourself feel the small serrations on his teeth before you break the kiss.
>Gazing into his eyes.
“You passed the first past of your test, Mister Mous. Congratulations.”
>”Thank you, Miss Sparkle. And what comes now? The oral exam?”
>You shake your head and press your hips down, forcing two of his fingers inside you..
“Mmnaach~ I changed my plan.”
>Slowly you begin to ride them.
“We... mmha~ will just take the time for our experiment, Mister Mous.”
>”You are sure that is a good idea, Miss Sparkle? Not that I complain, but...”
>You shush him with a hoof and check the time.
>Five to two. Rarity will be here in about ten to fifteen minutes.
“Yes~ We will just skip the preparations and go straight to it.”
>He scrapes his teeth along your neck, making you shudder.
>”But I really like the preparations, Miss Sparkle. Won't this affect my grades?”
“N-Nonnngh... No... It won't. But disagreeing with your teacher will, Mister Mous. And you don't want that, do you?”
>”Of course not. I have plans for my future.”
>His faces takes a worried look. Which arouses you even more.
>You can hear your nectar dripping on his pants.
>In mocked shock you turn your head around and look at the mess. His crotch area and some of your bedding are soaked in your juices.
“Mister Mous! You wear casual attire in the laboratory?”
>”I'm sorry, Miss Sparkle. I forgot my lab coat.”
>He shoots you a cocky grin, which you return with a stern look.
“That won't do, Mister Mous. That won't do. Remove them at once!”
 
“Yes, Miss Sparkle!”
>You lift your hips a bit, to give him access to his pants.
>Almost teasingly slow he unbuckles them  and slides them down to his knees.
>His raging erection twitching and wiggling like crazy in his boxers.
“Your underwear too!”
>Your tone is strict and dominant. Hopefully you play your part as a lab teacher well.
>Nodding, he begins to remove them too. You watch as they go down, gradually exposing his member.
>Finally it breaks free and flicks against your lower lips with a satisfying smack.
“Hnngach... nice. You really are a good student, Mister Mous. So eager to learn~”
>A furious blush is on his face. He must really enjoy that you are in charge.
>Basically telling what he has to do and what not.
>It gives you little kick too, but to be honest you like it more when he takes the reins.
>Kinky in context with the fact that he is a human... Maybe you should get yourself a nice, sexy saddle and a bridle.
>What can you say? You like to be spoiled, especially in the hay.
>Anyway... back to the important things.
“Are you ready, Mister Mous?”
>”Yes, Miss Sparkle.”
>His voice is all shaky … how cute.  
“Wonderful. Remember Mr. Mous, you only have one attempt at this. Everything has to go smoothly from start to finish, do you understand?”
>”Y-Yeah, I do..”
>You tap your hoof a few time on his chest and shoot him a somewhat annoyed look.
>”Miss Sparkle...”
>His cock twitches again... Oh Celestia, he really does enjoy your dominance.
>Perhaps you will do this more often than you previously thought... His whole shy and timid behaviour turns you on.
>Your marehood is already dripping and he did only play with it a bit.
>But enough time wasted... This has to be over before Rarity arrives.
>Something tells that this won't problem... You giggle internally and slowly lower your hips, prodding your entrance, but not actually letting it enter.
>You want to see how far he bents...
“The grade you will receive here will determine if you pass this year or not. So do your best and more importantly do everything I tell you.”
>A twinkle appears in his eyes.
>”Of course, Miss Sparkle! I will be on my best behaviour.”
>Your lips form a soft smile.
“Perfect! That’s what I wanted to hear... now you only have to ask me to begin this experiment...”
>Please say it... You never realized before that you wanted something like this, but you do!
>What deprived fetishes that human gave you... First the predator thing and now this.
>And you are fully okay with that.
>You can clearly see that he is fighting with himself. That must be new for Anon too.
>Hopefully you didn't overdo it with your last sentence.
>A few seconds pass and still no answer... Maybe you should just release him from your teasing and start...
>”Please... Miss Sparkle...”
>Uh what was that?
“Yes, Mister Mous?”
>”Fuck me!”
>You make an impressed sound, even if you wanted to keep the “professional atmosphere” a bit longer.
>But hearing this phrase from him... Wow.
“Even using the proper terms! Nicely done. That gives bonus points.”
>You give him a quick kiss, suckling on his lower lip for a bit before breaking it and softly whispering the words: “I love you”.
>He immediately locks lips with you again, forcing his tongue inside you. You'll let this slip~
>With one swift movement you impale yourself on his hard cock. Enjoying the sudden full feeling it gives you.
“Mmhhh!”
>Yeah... that's it. His whole length filling you out is heaven. You can even feel his heartbeat as it jolts and wiggles against your inner walls.
>For a moment you stay in this position, just letting your muscles do all the work. Massaging and caressing it with subtle yet strong, pulsating motions.
>His grasp on your flanks increases in strength, the fingers on them shaking and boring deeper.
>Strange. Do you hurt him maybe?
>You abandon his lips, a thin string of saliva connecting the two of you. You love when that happens.
“Is something wrong, Mister Mous?”
>”N-No... It just feels so different.”
>Different from what?
>Oh right... This is the first time he actually penetrates your marehood. Aside from the short time yesterday in the tub.
>Is your vagina really that different from a human mare's?
>You could ask him... and you wouldn't even break the roleplay.
>Your gaze fixates on his.
“Share your observations with me. Compare  them with previous experiences in similar environments.”
>Oh boy... that sounded cringy. But it will do.
>But you really should give him something to compare... so you let your muscles clench down on him.
>His whole body tenses up... Did he just shudder?
>”Mmha! It's... It's far warmer and tighter than I'm used to...”
>Oh really~ That’s good to hear.
>”And your massaging Twi-”
“Miss Sparkle! But tell me about it.”
>You let your muscles roll over his cock.
>”Yes! Miss Hnnah... Sparkle. It feels incredible! I don't know how long I can keep this experiment up, Miss Sparkle!”
>That good? Well he already exceeded every other stallion in terms of stamina, so it doesn't matter if he cums a bit sooner this time.
>As long as you cum too~
“It's quite all right, Mister Mous. I like your different form too~”
>You move your hips upwards and quickly slam them down again.
“It slides in and out so easily~ Mmhaa.... Rubbing all the right spots~”
>Gradually you begin to ride him.
“I'm sure you will pass this test. Try to earn a few bonus points by using your hands correctly~”
>He nods and claws with one hand across your right flank, sending lust through your nerves like bolts of electricity.
“Yesssssss...” you hiss
>The vulnerability and feeling of danger returns... but not as strong as you would like it.
>You press your hips down on his pelvic bone every time he hilts against your lips, rubbing your clit over it before going up again.
“Yes.. mmhaaa... My neck, Mister Mous...“
>”Y-Yeah...”
>His free hand scratches along your barrel and neck to your chin, gently lifting your head.
>Exposing your neck... and all the defenceless and important blood vessel it contains.
>From the corner of your eye, you see his mouth open. Flashing his sharp and pointy canines as he lowers them towards your neck
>Your brain is screaming in panic and begging you to cover your neck.
>Yes... this is what you want to feel.
>But you ignore your mind's pleas and cry out in ecstasy when his teeth make contact with the sensitive flesh.
>His fangs sink into your skin, poking through it at your most precious arteries and veins.
>Your eyes shoot open and your heart rate increases rapidly. Adrenaline and other hormones are released, preparing your body for an escape you deny it.
>You feel so endangered and threatened right now that you nearly can't handle it. Walking the thin line between going insane in fear and loosing yourself in ecstasy.
>And you love every bucking bit of it.
“Hnnngaaahh! YES! Tear me up! Harder!”
>You broke the roleplay, but you couldn't care less.
>His teeth increase the pressure and your hips their pace.
>Slamming more and more violently into his, producing loud and wet noises with every impact.
>Conceivably your spell from today morning still has some effect, the magicum in his belly should kept it sustained with magic.
>So you don't need to concentrate and can just give into the pleasure.
>Anon begins to move in unison with you, matching your rhythm perfectly.
>Grinding into your cunt whenever he fully entered you. Setting your clit on fire.
>He moans into your neck, gently nibbling and gnawing on the skin in his mouth, dangerously close to the vessels that ensure your life.
>Yes this it... If he wanted he could just rip you open and kill you... but you know he won't.
>Just the possibility of it and the desperate begging of your instincts to find a safe place, makes it oh so hotter.
>Trust is a nice thing...
>The pressure in your loins is now practically unbearable, urging to be released.
>Hopefully he is close too, since you certainly are.
>You cease your movements and let him take over, in attempt to synchronize your climaxes.
“Mmhaa... Cum! Inside me!”
>His cock slides in and out of your marehood, bringing you closer to the edge with every thrust.
>Which is clenching down hard on him, to assure his release inside.
>With one additional thrust it's all over.
>Your marehood contracts one last time, clasping around his cock and milking it fiercely.
>His whole body tenses up and his teeth sink deeper into your flesh. You can feel them pierce the  skin, drawing a small trickle of blood.
>It hurts, yes... but it intensifies your orgasm tenfold or more.
>Anon's dick twitches inside you, as good as it can in the vice that is your vagina, and shoots out spurt after spurt of his hot, thick seed.
>It splashes against your womb and paints it white. A few dashes force themselves out, as he begins  overfills you. Splattering, mixed with your juices, against his thighs.
>Your eyes roll back into their sockets and you let out an almost banshee like scream.
“YAAAHHHHH!”
>The mind-shattering climax washes over your body like flood. Kindling a wildfire that spreads through it, setting every nerve aflame.
>Your body spasms and rocks on his as it hits you again and again like a chariot.
>Finally it subsides and you collapse onto your boyfriends chest. Against the tightly pressed walls of your marehood you can feels his penis shrink, and eventually slide out.
>Gathering every last bit of strength, you manage to clutch it tightly shut... you need what's inside.
>You breath heavily, inhaling the scent of his sweat as you enjoy the intense afterglow of your orgasm.
>His teeth leave your neck and you hear him gasp.
>”F-Fuck!”
>Oh... He must have noticed the blood.
>”Twilight are you alright? Did I hurt you? I swear that was not my intention...”
>Sluggishly you move one hoof to his mouth, sealing it with it.
>His face is full of worry. It makes your heart flutter. Nice that he cares so much about you.
>But now isn't the time to talk.
“It's okay.... and don't forget, it's still Ms. Sparkle...”
>”But I-”
“Don't worry. I know... but stop blabbering now and just hold me.”
>He locks his arms around your barrel and lazily rubs your back.
>”Of course... Ms. Sparkle.”
>Full of content, you enjoy the closeness to him for the few moments you can.
>Rarity will be here soon...
 
>Not even a minute passes before you have to heave yourself up again.
>Every part of you would have liked to enjoy this longer, but time is running.
>You gaze into his eyes and beam him a smile.
>He still looks pretty worried.
“It's all right. You didn't hurt me.”
“But I made you bleed...”
>Indeed he did, but the bleeding already stopped. It was just a small cut anyway.
“Don't worry about it any more. It happened. And to be honest, I liked your more aggressive biting quite a bit... just be careful not to break the skin next time. Or else everypony will think I'm dating a vampire.”
>You end your sentence with a high pitched giggle and... there it is again. The smile you love so much.
>You plant a quick kiss on it.
>Connecting your lips for a brief moment of time.
>Wonderful. All his worries gone. Now you have to clean up here a little.
>Especially the bed is a mess. Full of your and Anon's juices.
>And you still have to... well transfer his cum into the vial, before it adopts any magical properties.
>The spell itself won't give it any, but your bodily fluids surely will, given enough time.
>You don't want to have to filter it too... ridding anything of magical energy is a major pain in the flank.
>Liquids in particular...
“Could you please put clean sheets on the bed, and open a window? I have something to do in the bathroom...”
>It's awkward enough to do it alone, no need in having an observer.
>Smiling, he ruffles your mane. Making it even more bedheady than it already was.
>”Will do. They are in the closet over there, I assume?”
“Yep.”
>”Okay. But you will have to get off me, if you want me to do this.”
>You giggle and let yourself fall on your side.
“Pomf!”
>It was not the most elegant way, but the funniest.
>”Silly pony.”
>He gets up and pulls his boxers and pants up again.
>”Eww... I'm all sticky with pony juices!”
“There are your juices mixed in too... If we had more time, I would offer you a shower together... but for now, you will just have to endure it.”
>That reminds you to give yourself a quick wash over down there... Rarity has an eye and a nose for such things.
>Anon should have one too... Not that she wants nuzzles him as a greeting and smells your arousal on his crotch.
“But you can use the bathroom after I'm finished. There should be some spare wash clothes and towels somewhere in the closet. Feel free to help yourself. But not the green ones! Those are Spike's.”
>”Yes, mother.”
>You hop off your bed, take the vial and walk quite stiffly over to your bathroom.
>Please don't let him see this...
>”Pfft...”
>Buck...
“Don't laugh, or you will never make me walk like that again.”
>He pouts.
>”But Miss Sparkle... What about our experiments?”
“Oh stop it, you~”
>You enter the bath and close the door behind you.
>So... how are you going to do this?
 
>First things first, you put the vial on the floor and open it.
>Probably the best way to tackle this, would be to straddle over it and let the semen slowly flow into it.
>You sigh. That’s the second time today that you have to clean an orifice... but both times were worth it.
>Here goes nothing.
>You spread your hind-legs, position the entrance of your marehood above the opening and let your muscles gradually relax.
“Ahh....”
>A thin whitish rivulet begins to run out of you. Filling the small bottle bit by bit.
>After a few seconds it's nearly full, but there is still quite a lot left in you.
>And it's too late to close to floodgates now... Eh, you can just wipe it up afterwards.
>So you just let the rest that is inside you overflow the bottle.
>Watching as more and more of Anon's seed leaks out of you, overfilling the glass vessel and running down on it to soil the tiles underneath it
>You feel so kinky right now~ If your parent's would know what you are doing right now... Oh my~
>Finally the last bit of his cum leaves your body, dripping into a puddle next to the vial.
>Yeah... you didn't care much for accuracy any more once it was full.
“Phew...”
>That was hot in it's own way...
>The bottle is completely filled. Carefully, you close it again, some of the precious semen sloshing out of it.
>Quickly you catch it with your tongue.
>You shudder as the sweet and salty taste hits your tongue.
“Mmhhh~”
>Maybe you should do this with the rest too?
>It would save you toilet paper... And you don't want to let it go to waste.
>Yeah~
>Giggling you put the vial aside and lean your head down.
>Now that's kinky~ You ponder if you shouldn't get Anon to let him watch... he surely would like it.
>But no... this is just for you.
>Your dirty little secret.
>Your tongue reaches out, dipping it's tip into the small pool of Anon's cum.
>Ahh... it's still warm~
>You let your tongue swirl around in it a bit, before lapping it up with long, greedy strokes.
>In a matter of no time, you collected all of it in your mouth, relishing Anon's and your combined aroma before swallowing it.
>The unnatural feeling of satisfaction fills your body once more.
>You wouldn't mind the addiction if it wasn't for it's withdrawal effects. Somehow it makes your whole relationship with the human so much more special.
“Uuuuhhhhh~”
>You feel a bit dizzy as you approach your sink and soak a wash cloth with water.
>Better use some soap too, you are really sticky down there.
>After your loins are sufficiently clean, you brush your teeth real quick and rinse your mouth out.
>As much as you like the taste of his seed, it's scent is quite strong. Everypony would smell it immediately, especially your white, dressmaking friend.
>With that done too, you grab the vial and exit to bathroom to see if Anon is finished also.
>Ah, nice. Your bed is freshly made and the windows are open to air the stench out.
>But where is Anon?
 
>You stroll a bit aimlessly around your treebrary in search for your boyfriend.
“Anon?”
>But he is nowhere to be found... Hmm...
>Walking down the stairs to the living room, you can hear the running of water.
>Oh... He is probably in the guest bath. You sometimes totally forget that you have one, since you don't invite other ponies over very often.
>Well, while he is washing himself, you could get some of the materials you need out of their hiding places.
>But first you cast a preservation spell on the bottle, to keep the cum inside fresh and warm.
>It's more of a time slowing spell for very confided spaces, called Slowga, but it does it's job better than a normal conservation arcana.
>Since they tend to rather quickly lose their power if you don't sustain them at all times.
>Anyways...
>You open the closet which contains gems and other precious metals that Spike isn't interested in eating.
>For now, at least. When he hits puberty, you will have to hide the Crimson Heartdrops. They induce powerful, sexual lucid dreams, when eaten or grounded up and snorted.
>You tested them once and oh Celestia was it ever beautiful, but you nearly didn't wake up.
>Alchemy is a very dangerous field to tread in.
>Hmm... what will you need. You really should have made some kind of list... Improvisation was never your strong side.
>Dark and Fel iron is always a good bet... A bit of Khorium can't hurt too. It' costly, but most of the time it wields some kind of result... Pyrite? Nah... too dangerous.
>But Ocean Sapphires on the other hoof... you could mix them with the Pyrite to negate it's explosive properties without watering down it's effects.
>Good idea, Sparkle.
>How you never got an A+ in Alchemy is a mystery to you. Probably because the professor was a stallionist and didn't like mares.
>Now when you think about it, she always preached about the rights of stallions and never taught that much alchemy...
>You shrug and grab the stuff you need with your magic and spread it on a nearby table.
>After a bit of assorting and rearranging, you let it through on the nod.
>Perfect. You take a look at the clock.
>Ten past two. Where the hay is Rarity?
>Maybe she forgot the time in a chat with Applejack. That is entirely possible.
>If you knew that she would be tardy, you could have done more stuff with Anon.
>Meh... but now you have enough spare time to think what you need from your hidden cabinet.
>Or how you like to call it: “The closet of forbidden things”.
>Because it also encloses some of your smut, drawn and written.
>You pull out specific books in a certain order and the secret compartment opens with a click.
>Totally worth the 250 bits you paid for it.
>Suddenly you hear a whistle behind you.
>”Uhh... impressive. What do you keep in there?”
>Wonderful, just in time.
“All the stuff that Spike isn't allowed to get in his claws. Like rare gemstones and metals.”
>”And you are sure this isn't just your secret drug laboratory?”
>You giggle.
“Nah. But some herbs have a nice effect if you would smoke them. Like this one.”
>You pull out a jar with a orange flower in it.
“That's a Phoenix Down. Strong hallucinogenic, but also very dangerous to your lungs. And this...”
>Putting the jar back on it's place, you take another out.
>It contains a bright yellow fern.
“This fern is called “Sun Ray” you can surely tell why.”
>”Yeah it looks like one... really pretty. What are it's effects?”
“Let's just say it makes you more eager.”
>He chuckles.
>”Okay, I understand. Any other interesting plants?”
>You nod.
“Lots. Wanna know more about them?”
>Teaching him is fun. You could do this all day.
>”Sure. But shouldn't Rarity already be here?”
“She probably lost herself in a chat, don't worry.”
>”Okay then. Let me get a chair.”
 
>Half an hour passes and you taught Anon about all kinds of plants, gems and metals.
>Being very careful not to reveal your smut corner... one day you will show him and perhaps indulge in some of the fantasies you created.
>He was especially interested in herbs that can be used as a drug or medicine. So you concentrated your lessons on them.
>Maybe you will order some Crownroot from the royal herbary, invite Anon over and have a nice evening with him.
>Your former colleagues said that sex on Crownroot is like sex while in estrus... hot, messy and incredibly satisfying.
>Normal sex with him is already all that, so you really wonder how the drug would improve on this.
>Anyways... You and him got a bit worried that the white mare still didn't show up and so Anon left to go look for her.
>You are now alone with nothing to do, since everything you need from your secret closet is already on the table.
>Various elemental ores, as catalysts, and some painfully expensive gems...
>Especially the Psitanium, a bright pink stone, will rip a hole in your bottomless bag, when you have to order it again.
>If you wanted you could start your experimentation right now...but you really don't. That can wait until Spike has gone to bed.
>Not that he asks awkward questions about what's in the vial and why you mix it with glowing things.
>What to do... what to do...
>Ah you know! You could read a bit in your new spell books.
>Giddy as a school filly who just got candy, you trot up the stairs to your room and grab the two tomes.
>Gently floating them over to your bed, you throw your self after them.
>Landing with a soft thud on the fluffy blanket.
“Pomf!”
>You love that word. Something you learned from the small comic books, Anon calls mangas.
>The art style used in them is really weird, but the stories are generally funny and some times even exciting.
>So with which one should you start?
>Gleaming Ruby's pyromancy or Angri Stormtalon's incantations...
>Hmm...
“Eeny, meeny, miny, moof,”
“Catch Pinkie by the hoof,”
“If she hollers, let her go,”
“Eeny, meeny, miny, moe.”  
>Your hoof lands on the book about pyromancy.
>Works every time and for every hard decision.
 
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You can read what's in the books in the paste above this one, if you are interested in them.
Currently only Gleaming's is written out (sort of)
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