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Voracious Dash

by Hipster Cloudchaser

Chapter 4: Day Eight - RariMac

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Mac chased Rarity through Ponyville with quite a tantalizing view to goad him on. Rarity had forgone the usual concealment spell, letting her stiffening stallionhood flap behind her in plain sight of her pursuant. Were Carousel Boutique not more than two blocks from her parents’ house, of course, it would be an entirely different matter.

Rarity reached her home before any curious eyes could oust her secret and rushed up to her bathroom. When Mac arrived shortly afterwards, he was befuddled to find Rarity’s bedroom conspicuously empty. He frowned, suspicious of some sort of surprise attack. He looked all around the room, but could find no sign of her pearlescent coat or perfectly coiffed purple mane. Left alone to fantasize, Mac took a seat on Rarity’s bed to wait. He promptly fell off of said bed when he saw Rarity standing in the doorway.

“Don’t do that,” Mac panted, trying to calm his hammering chest.

“Why not? It’s far more exciting this way,” Rarity giggled. She advanced upon the prone stallion with a swing in her step, pulling him back up onto the bed to lay over her and giving his lips a lick. Mac eagerly picked up where they had left off, blushing when he felt Rarity’s member rub against his stomach. His own soon joined hers in erect excitement.

Mac moaned as their lengths were pressed up against each other, dancing in time with their tongues. Big Mac gave a little thrust, but a shove from Rarity revealed she had other things in mind.

Blushing heavily, Rarity turned to face her pillows and collapsed her front half atop them, shifting her tail out of the way to lay herself bare for her lover. “You know, just because Rainbow and Applejack beat us doesn’t mean we can’t outdo them.”

Mac developed a blush of his own. “Are ya sure about this, Rare? It all seems kinda sudden.”

Rarity lilted. “Believe me, Mac; I’ve wanted this for a long time. Now get up here and get me lubed up.”

“With what?” Mac asked obliviously.

“With your tongue, silly,” Rarity laughed.

Big Mac’s eyes widened. “Ah’m uh, not sure that’s-“

“Don’t be shy; I just cleaned.”

Mac gulped. “Well, alright…” He got back onto the bed and surreptitiously touched his tongue to Rarity’s plot hole. Rarity whimpered at the touch, wordlessly egging him on. Upon finding the taste quite enticing, Mac eagerly began to lap at her star.

Rarity gasped as Mac’s tongue breached her rim, unable to contain a spurt of pre onto her bed sheets. Plunging his tongue as far as it would go, Mac began to idly stroke himself with a hoof.

“Alright, I think that should be enou-“ Rarity’s sentence was cut off by a long moan after Mac’s tongue brushed against her prostate.

Mac retracted his tongue worriedly. “Somethin’ wrong, Rare?”

“Not at all,” Rarity cooed, righting herself. “Now give me that hunk of stallion.”

Before Mac could ask what Rarity was doing, the head of his member was engulfed by Rarity’s mouth. Groaning in appreciation, Mac’s hooves tried to force another inch into her maw, but Rarity pulled back, satisfied with her lubrication. She gave the tip a parting lick, giggling as she was rewarded with a spurt of pre.

“Now,” Rarity repositioned herself in her earlier pose, “we can get started. By your lead, Mac.”

“O-okay,” Mac stuttered. “Yer sure about this?”

“Of course I am,” Rarity giggled, waving her rump in the air. “Now give it to me before I have to take it myself!”

With no more room for pussyhoofing, Mac placed his hooves on Rarity’s flanks and heaved himself up, guiding his tip to Rarity’s star. Rarity cooed in anticipation, trying to thrust back onto his shaft. “Alright, ya asked fer it.”

Rarity cried out as Mac’s head popped inside her, filling her as she had never been before. She grinded her hips against him, working another inch or two inside her ass. But before she could sink him deeper than his medial ring, Mac began to pull out. Her protest died in her throat as Mac thrust himself back in past his ring.

“Oh my gosh, Mac. Don’t stop,” Rarity moaned, letting herself go limp against his efforts.

Mac was all too eager to pick up her slack, giving another thrust into her depths. “Yer tighter ‘n Ah was expectin’.”

“You’re bigger than I was,” Rarity returned. “You sure know how to take a girl’s virginity.”

“It’s quite an honor,” Mac chuckled, penetrating deeper with each thrust until her could feel his thighs smack against Rarity’s.

Rarity giggled as she felt a bit of pre leak into her plot, delighting as each thrust had Mac’s medial ring rub perfectly against her prostate. She clenched and relaxed her walls in time with each in an attempt to maximize their pleasure. The only problem was she couldn’t decide whether the thrust in or the pull out was better.

“Not sure how much longer Ah can hold out like this,” Mac warned, panting.

“I’ll race you,” Rarity teased between gasps.

Not one to turn down a challenge, Mac sped up his thrusts, pumping his hips as fast as Rarity’s rump would allow. Rarity reached a hoof between her legs to flick against her bulging flare.

As Mac gave a final, ball-slapping thrust, Rarity’s walls clenched as both reached their peaks simultaneously. Rarity moaned as Mac’s seed began to pump into her while her own made a mess of her sheets. Her legs gave out, causing Mac to fall on top of her.

Rarity sighed in contentment as their climaxes subsided. “That was amazing, Mac. Only makes me want to ravage you even more.”

Mac chuckled. “Ah’m not complainin’.”

“It was… quite tiring, though,” Rarity admitted, vision starting to swim.

“Don’t reckon we can sleep like this,” Mac pointed out.

Rarity was already asleep.

Mac laughed, shaking his head. He pulled his shrinking stallionhood out of Rarity’s back passage, noting how it remained stretched from the pounding it received. Rarity shivered in her sleep as it was exposed to the open air. Guiltily, Mac licked at Rarity’s rim until it closed back up, smiling as he heard Rarity moan in her sleep.

Task complete, Mac yawned as he felt a strange fatigue wash over him. Shedding the cum-stained sheets and depositing them in the hamper, Mac wrapped them both in the remaining blankets and snuggled up close to his mare, humming as he felt Rarity’s legs entwine around his. Giving her a kiss on the forehead, Mac fell into the welcoming embrace of sleep.

Author's Notes:

Idk has all the letters of dick except c. Both terms are relevent. Also balls.

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