Author's Notes:

WARNING! - Sexy scenes in this chapter ! Skip if you don't want to read.

Rarity trotted over and waved the last of her friends away before locking the door to the boutique.

“I’m so sorry about that, Pinkie is a little…’excitable’. Will you two be alright sharing a room? Theres a futon and spare blankets should you need them.”

Tingles and I thanked Rarity, before retiring to our room. It was small but neat, impeccably clean too, which seemed typical of the generous white mare. We disrobed and climbed into bed, Tingles giggling slightly to herself.

“What?” I asked, turning to face her.

“Sorry, its that pink pony…that balloon…’thiiiisss biiiggg’!” she even did the foreleg motions.

“Stop it! Luna have mercy, whats with you mares tonight?”

She snuggled into me, “Mmmm, I don’t know, maybe somepony spiked the chocolate fountain?”

I yawned and stretched as Tingles tapped me on the neck, “Turn over”.

“Why?”

“Please? Pretty please?”

I sighed and did as she asked, quickly discovering that the mare was nowhere near as tired as I thought. A questing hoof reached down and probed until she found her mark. All the while a sly little grin was on her face, moonlight glinting in her big green eyes.

“Well, well mister Nox, what do you know...it is that big…”, she disappeared beneath the sheets and a moment later a moist warmth enveloped my stallionhood. Tingles threw back the covers and I could see her outline in the dark room and couldn’t help but reflexively buck into her. She continued, licking and stroking me until I was at serious risk of losing myself and pulled away from her. The mare gave me a surprised look until I turned over and whispered to her, “I didn’t get many deserts tonight…think I’ll try this one…”

She squeaked and shivered slightly, squeezing her thighs together until my kisses and nibbles encouraged her to let me roam further. My tongue found her warm, special place and she bit down on her foreleg trying to stifle her cries. Once more, she took me in hoof and the two of us went to work on each others bodies, tasting, licking, enjoying each other and giving of each other.

The waves of pleasure and heat rushing through me were too much and I nearly shouted out before plunging my muzzle into her delicious marehood, my tongue entering her as far as it could go. Her body shivered and went limp, my muzzle damp from her excitement, her smell filling my nose. A lot of kissing, giggling and exaggerated ‘shushing’ later, we lay panting together, face to face. In the gentle moonlight, I stroked her mane, gazing into her lovely eyes. She was so beautiful.

A little while later, still in the afterglow, Tingles tapped me on the flank, “Come on love, we’d better wash up. I’m a bit sticky and I know you are…” She smirked and clambered out of bed.

The bathroom was en-suite thank goodness, I really didn’t fancy bumping into our hosts, you know…just in case. I would have loved to have had sex right there with Tingles but the risk of noise waking our generous host was something neither of us wanted. Rarity had been good to us and it wouldn’t be right, deliciously wicked certainly, but not right.

Returning to the bedroom, we cuddled and kissed for a while before, falling asleep in each others embrace.