Magical, Super-powered Sex
Chapter 4: Rolling in the Deep
Previous Chapter Next Chapter"That may have been the single greatest seafood buffet I have ever had," Rarity said happily as the two of us strolled down a crowded beach.
"I think that I'll never be able to fully enjoy shrimp again after eating there," I agreed.
"Mm-hmm," she cooed. "I feel like I may have splurged a little," she said, frowning slightly. "I'm going to need to watch what I eat for the rest of this vacation to make up for it."
"You know that you're not overweight," I chided.
"And you know that I want to keep it that way," she huffed, making it clear that this was not up for discussion.
The two of us stepped through the soft, warm sand of the tropical beach, weaving our way through umbrellas, beach towels, sun-tanners, coolers, and dozens upon dozens of people in all shapes, sizes, and ages. There were children, each trying to build the biggest sand castle on the beach. There were older couples, sitting under the shade of their umbrellas and relaxing. There were younger couples, lying face-down on beach towels, working on getting an even tan and chatting lazily about just how serene everything was. Almost everyone present was wearing some sort of swimwear in order to enjoy both the hot sun and the cool ocean water, the two of us included. I was wearing an ordinary pair of navy-blue swim trunks, with some minor details of bluish-gray designs all around them.
But, I can confidently say that not a single person, man or woman, even noticed my existence as the single hottest girl in my entire school strutted through the sand next to me, wearing nothing but and a jet-black, two-piece bikini and a blue rock around her neck. I couldn't even adequately describe what the swimwear looked like on Rarity, only chancing brief glimpses of her body the entire time she had it on, desperately trying to make sure I wasn't caught staring. Rarity was never a stranger to having men drool over her figure, and she had gotten very good at catching them in the act, no matter how quick or subtle they tried to be.
Rarity had unsurprisingly gone through several boyfriends before we met in Drama Club. And from the stories she's told me, I seem to be the first one that she's ever had that actually cared about her hobbies, interests, and anything else that didn't involve getting in her pants. I supposed that, in some twisted way, having beauty on Rarity's level must have been both a blessing and a curse. She's never had any shortage of boys who wanted her, but it was always hard to find boys who wanted to know her. "Their loss," I always said, but admittedly, I wasn't immune to her beauty either. No straight man ever could be. But, even though I desired her body as much as the next guy, I never let it show, always responding to her classy lady-like presence with my best attempt at being a perfect gentleman.
As we walked down the beach, I started to realize just how rare a proper gentleman was. In the brief time that the two of us had walked along the sand, no less than seven men visibly turned their heads at the sight of the woman walking beside me. And as I glanced around at the various bodies populating the coastline, I noticed two men in particularly that were eyeing her with even less subtlety than any of the others.
Normally I get annoyed when I catch men eyeing up my girl like she was a sack of meat, but I think that the overall feel-good environment of the postcard-worthy shoreline we were walking along has rubbed off on me by now, so I felt like messing with these two, just a little bit. I stared back at them, and, without breaking either of our strides, I put my arm around Rarity's shoulder and pulled her next to me as we continued walking. The two men that were staring at her suddenly looked towards the man squeezing her, and our eyes locked.
I couldn't help but flash them the mother of all smug grins, basically telling them, "Yeah, I can't blame you for staring. But, she's mine."
One of them looked away, clearly embarrassed at being caught, while the other stranger smiled back and nodded to me in genuine respect, before they both turn away and began their quest to find the second hottest woman on the beach.
"It really is gorgeous out here," Rarity sighed, bringing me back to reality. "This was definitely worth the trip."
"It is nice," I agreed, eyeing the waves of the ocean, already imagining the feeling of diving into the deep blue. Rarity started to pull me lightly over to the side, walking us along the ocean, rather than towards it, probably in an attempt to find a more open spot in the water.
Sure enough, the two of us walked further and further down the sand; further and further away from the clusters of people. We just kept up our long walk on the beach in relative silence, until I eventually looked around and saw nobody else around. We were all alone.
"Rare, where are we going?" I finally asked.
"Nowhere," she answered. "Because we're already here: Rainbow Reef!"
I hadn't even noticed anything unusual or special about where we were, at first. But upon looking around a bit more closely, I could see that we had, indeed walked into a tourist attraction. The ocean to our right looked absolutely no different than it had for the past mile, but along the beach we eventually came upon a large wooden building with a sign labeled Rainbow Reef Scuba Diving, with their prices and hours listed in smaller print below. There didn't seem to be any lights on in the building, I noted. Right next to the structure, stretching out slightly into the sea, was a well-kept boardwalk with a stainless steel ladder dropping into the water on each side of the pier.
"I don't think they're open, Rarity," I said glumly, turning back towards the dark building again.
"No, they're closed on Tuesdays," she responded matter-of-factly. "And they strongly discourage anybody from swimming around here without a tour guide, what with all the sharp coral and a couple of species that have some nasty teeth."
"Oh. Well, why are we here, then?" I asked, confused.
"Because," Rarity announced proudly. "I have a foolproof way of making sure we can go down there more safely and comfortably than we ever could with any measly tour guide!"
I recognized the confident tone in her voice; she had a plan, all right.
"Besides," she turned back to me. "Since they're closed, nobody will disturb us down there," she purred as she headed over towards the boardwalk.
I nearly fell over from hearing those words, as well as the tone with which she spoke them.
"Don't do anything stupid," I reminded myself. "She didn't mean it like that."
"Well, what's the plan?" I asked out loud before my mind could wander to any dirtier places.
"Just follow me," she answered mysteriously as she climbed up a few wooden steps up to the platform. Since she was in front of me, and a few steps above me, there was a brief moment where my line of sight was level with Rarity's butt. My eyes were magnetically drawn to her supple, round bottom that was perfectly moulded within the thin, black fabric of her bikini bottom. As she walked down the pier like a model would walk down a runway, her hips swayed left and right hypnotically, daring me to reach out and grab hold of the firm set of cushions-
I noticed with a start that I was actually staring now and quickly looked down at the stairs, pretending to watch my step as I climbed up, a smile spreading on my face as the shape of her sacred waist stayed in my mind. I made it to the top of the dock and walked in single file behind her, glancing at the back of her head and seeing no sign to indicate that she noticed me staring at her ass.
We walked in brief silence to the end of the platform. When we reached the end, I stood by her side as we both looked out into the endless horizon stretching in every direction except directly behind us. As my vision floated down the waves and closer to our position, the harsh reflections of the bright summer sun above us thinned out, giving a progressively better view of what laid below.
Underneath the surface of the water was a chaotic rainbow of colorful coral. It was like looking into a moving kaleidoscope without any patterns or symmetry; random colors flashed in my vision for one moment and disappeared the next as the subtle waves of the unnaturally clear water beneath us continued to tease my vision, only letting me know that there was life down there, but leaving me to guess the shapes and sizes of the organisms beneath the rippling sheet of rolling water.
"So, what's your flawless plan of getting down there again?" I asked, eager to get a better look.
"I thought you'd never ask," she smirked back to me.
Rarity extended her arm out to the water directly below us and outstretched her hand. The blue geode began to glow as blue light radiated from her fingertips. A sheet of diamonds materialized beneath the area she pointed to, growing steadily outward as her hand commanded the matter to appear out of nothing before her, breaking all known laws of science and making it look like the most natural thing in the world to her.
The glow in her hand faded, but the glow around her neck remained as the crystallized platform finished forming, maintaining the shape of a huge circle with about a twenty foot long radius. Rarity jumped down to her magically-constructed raft without a moment's hesitation. The diamond platform didn't shift a single inch under her as she landed gracefully on the floating platform and gave a playful twirl.
"All aboard the S.S. Rarity!!" she sang.
I still wasn't sure how this raft was going to get us safely down to the ocean floor, but I jumped down as well. Even after Rarity demonstrated how solid her construction was, I still expected the thin sheet of material to tip a little as I dropped on top of it. But, it once again proved to be surprisingly sturdy, not even dipping an inch into the water that it was magically suspended on top of.
"Welcome aboard!" Rarity beamed, raising her hand, glowing blue once again. Her magic raft lurched slightly below me and began to move away from shore. I made my way towards the center where Rarity stood, guiding us across the water without any visible means of doing so. Once we had drifted about fifty yards from the dock, the raft slowed to a stop. I turned to Rarity, looking for an answer. She said nothing and raised her luminescent hand once again. A wall of clear, light blue diamonds began to build its way up around the entire circumference of the platform. Then, the walls curved inward, forming over our heads and eventually fusing together over where we were standing. I never noticed how strong and noisy the ocean winds were until they dramatically hushed as Rarity's structure completed itself, sealing both of us inside a silent dome of see-through crystals.
"Wow," was the only thing that I could say as I admired the pristine structure that she had constructed out of casual thought in mere seconds.
"I've been practicing," she said simply, as if the impossible feat I witnessed was just a casual party trick for her. "And... Going down!"
"Huh?"
Suddenly, our translucent dome started to sink. The water rose higher and higher along the glass-like walls around us as we started to dive into the sea.
"Are you sure this is safe?" I asked, trying to hide the sense of panic that was rising as fast as the liquid around us.
"Oh darling, you wound me," Rarity responded, theatrically putting her free hand over her heart. "Do you really think that I would let anything happen to you?" she pouted, batting her eyes at me.
I can never argue against her when she makes that face, and she knows it. After I tried and utterly failed to come up with a rebuttal to her words, she turned away from me, trying to hide the victorious grin plastered on her face.
I looked up and saw the ocean water collect around the top of our aquatic dome and converge completely around it, fully submerging us once and for all. I wouldn't have even noticed it happen if I hadn't seen it. Nothing sounded different; nothing felt any different than before as we sank harmlessly into the water, smoother than any man-made submersible could ever dream of. I turned back to Rarity, waiting for her to give me her best "I told you so" look.
I was not disappointed when she turned back to me and fixed me with a look that could best be described as a physical manifestation of bottomless self-empowerment. Her thick mascara hovered above a pair of half-lidded eyes that had an almost mischievous glint in them as she smoothly flashed me a smug, crooked smile, before topping the image off by casually waving her glowing hand, gesturing at the most covetable view of the ocean floor imaginable, and knowing fully well that she was the only human on the planet with the ability to bring me to a place with this level of beauty.
It's funny how most men don't like being proven wrong about anything, and yet I actually enjoy watching Rarity get the better of me. The already unfathomable level of grace and self-confidence that she carries herself with on a daily basis somehow finds a way to grow even stronger during those brief moments when she proves herself right about something. The level of raw strength and self-empowerment that emanates from her figure during those moments is enough to make a man simultaneously desire her more than life itself, yet also make him feel like a truly inferior being that doesn't deserve to be in her presence.
When Rarity proves her superiority over someone else, she looks drop-dead sexy beyond what any words are capable of expressing.
Luckily, before my stare got too awkward, the wavy form of a small eel floating in the water behind her managed to draw my eyes away from beauty incarnate, reminding me of the once-in-a-lifetime vantage point that Rarity had dropped us into. Rarity followed my vision to the the aquatic creature, and we both turned towards the clear wall that it was floating behind. Together, we approached the glass-like wall in front of us. And together, our breaths were completely taken away.
From sea level, this section of the ocean looked no different than any other area around. For a couple of yards, the shoreline gradually dipped downwards, the sands of the beaches slowly receding into the sea. But, after a certainly point about forty yards from the shore, a sharp drop-off of rock opened up a ravine that was indescribably large, in terms of both width and depth.
Along the walls of the trench, random outcroppings of rock jutted out along the face of the subterranean cliffside. The surface area of the underwater shelves ranged wildly in size; some of them didn't have enough space to plant your foot onto it, while others were as large as a king-sized bed. The terrain was completely wild, with no apparently pattern, neither on the ocean floor, nor the staggering level of verticality on the ravine.
And, covering every inch of that ravine, at every altitude, was an otherworldly underwater kingdom that must have been ripped straight out of a beautiful fairy tale.
Every underwater outcropping was coated with different species of flora, urchins, and anemone. Species of coral sprouted along the ocean floor in every color imaginable, appearing to almost glow in various shades of red, orange, lavender, and every other color in the visible spectrum. Weaving between the dormant ocean life was a beautifully chaotic mob of fish, eels, sea cucumbers, and everything in between. Some of the organisms lazily drifting their way through the currents, while others zipped and darted through the open sea with a level of speed and dexterity that mankind could never even hope to achieve.
The dim glow of Rarity's necklace shined faintly on the glass, subtly reflecting our starry-eyed faces as we silently studied the underwater ecosystem with childlike wonder. As Rarity's crystal submersible continued to descend upon the ecosystem, my eyes ping-ponged around as the details of the wildlife drew into focus. I could see a flounder drifting through the currents over here, a clown fish hiding in the anemone there, a lobster skittering across the ocean floor over there; the details were impossible to count among the hectic traffic of the coral reef.
Rarity began the process of landing her diamond watercraft in a large space between all of the coral and the seaweed. Doing so was simple enough, considering that the floor was just as see-through as all of the walls. Eventually, we finished our descent, sinking lightly into the soft sand on the ocean floor. A school of minnows flew towards our location at high speed, then swerved around our airtight bubble as one body, gliding mere inches away from the rocky surface, before returning their straight flight towards their destination.
The sheer scope of the reef was only magnified once we were sitting at the bottom of it. There were some schools of fish drifting through the open water, but much of the ocean life congregated around the plant life; plant life that not only rested around our position, but also loomed over our heads, flourishing along the walls of the trench that now endlessly stretched upwards on all sides, dotted with life all along the upwards climb of the ravine.
"You know, when you work in fashion," Rarity's voice wavered, barely above a whisper, "you learn many, many different ways to describe beauty; whether something looks 'elegant', or 'vibrant', or 'sharp'; I know of over a dozen different ways to describe something amazing, in a way that anybody could understand.
"But this... There are... just... no words."
Rarity was once again correct; I had no words to add to hers.
It was fascinating to think about how this dreamlike environment was just an average home for all of the species that populated it. Creatures of all shapes and sizes cut through the water as effortlessly as birds cut through the skies. The way the fished moved around made the clear, cool water looked absolutely tantalizing, stretching endlessly just outside of the humid warmth of our glass bubble.
"It's starting to get a little stuffy in here," Rarity broke the silence, fanning herself with her hand.
"Yeah, I just noticed that," I honestly replied. I was so distracted by the scenery around us, that I was only just starting to realize how uncomfortably warm it was getting. I suppose that our combine body heats, and our warm breaths had no where to go, and it started to catch up to us.
I looked back out at the water again, eyeing the life around me with a small twinge of jealousy as I wanted nothing more than to go swimming at that moment.
"I have an idea," Rarity suddenly announced next to me with a broad smile. "I can get rid of this dome for a minute, if you want. Do you want to go swimming?"
"W-what?" I sputtered. "We're hundreds of feet below the surface, we'll die!"
"No no no no no," Rarity cut me off, frantically shaking her head. "It'll only be a few seconds. Just stay close to me, and I'll put us back inside of another shield, okay?"
I turned away for a moment and mulled it over in my head, thinking of all the different ways that this could end badly. Suddenly, Rarity's hand gently cupped itself around my chin and gently pulled me back towards her. I offered no resistance; in fact, I turned back towards her as she stepped even closer to me, our faces were less than an inch apart now, as her soft hand cradled my jaw.
Her sharp, deep-blue eyes gazed softly into my own as a warm smile blossomed on her face. "We'll be fine," she said, sympathetically, yet firmly. "Just... trust me...?" her voice trailed off demurely.
Even if Rarity's irresistible charm hadn't already won me over ten-fold, the downright fragile tone of her voice when she practically begged me to "trust her," was just too much for me to handle. At that moment, I would have swam through a family of sharks for her.
"Okay, I trust you." I answered firmly back.
Rarity only nodded in response and, before I even knew what was happening, she wrapped her arms around me hugged me tightly. "Hold on and take a deep breath," she commanded. "On three?"
"Oh, um, sure," I stammered, barely even registering her words, seeing as I was too preoccupied by the smooth, soft contours of her body enveloping me. Her silky smooth midriff rubbed against my body and the velvety black cloth of her bikini top teased my upper body, barring me from feeling the flesh of her most desirable parts, while leaving plenty to my imagination as my chest sank deeper into hers than I ever expected it to.
"One," Rarity began to count, bringing me back to reality.
"Two..." I took the deepest breath I possible could.
"Three!" Rarity also took the deepest breath she possibly could. And then, the blue light from her necklace instantaneously went out like a light switch.
The entire structure around us vanished all at once. Next thing I knew, we were hit with an aggressive flow of water on every side. It was perhaps the most... refreshing thing I had ever felt. Rather than jumping into a pool of cool water normally, the water came to me, smothering my frame in its liquid bliss all at once, and with more force than any dive could hope to simulate. I held on tightly to Rarity, and she held on tightly to me as the weight of the ocean spun our bodies end-over-end like a runaway ferris wheel. But just as quickly as it started, we lost our momentum, quickly slowing to a stop and drifting calmly through the blue. I quickly forgot about how forceful the water was moments ago as it was now gently washing over me. I barely remember to keep my mouth shut, nearly letting a sigh of absolute contentment escape my lips.
I slowly opened my eyes and found Rarity wearing an equally blissful grin upon her face. I noticed that the cosmetic products used to style her hair were quickly washed away while my eyes were closed, allowing her rich purple hair to spread out wildly behind her like a purple curtain, rippling and waving in the currents of the sea.
The ocean life around us didn't even react to the two new bodies that had suddenly entered the water. Nothing changed at all, and yet, the entire experience felt different now. I wasn't just watching them all as an outside observer, I was swimming among them now. The light sting of salt water in my eyes only accentuated the experience, reminding me that I was closely studying the wildlife in a way that no other human being could possibly do without a mess of equipment. I was just nonchalantly drifting through an underwater fantasy with nothing but a casual pair of swim trunks wrapped around my waist and my magical girlfriend wrapped around every other part of me.
Just when I was beginning to run out of air, her necklace glowed once again, and a much, much smaller shield encased us. Then, the cramped capsule of crystal quickly grew in size. The volume of our shelter expanded, while the volume of the water inside of it did not, and began to disperse evenly around the floor of the dome, quickly receding below our heads and letting both of us gulp down some air.
We caught our breaths for a moment as Rarity finished expanding the dome back into its original size, the water now only sitting about ankle-deep. After out little breather, Rarity spoke first.
"That was absolutely divine," she breathed, walking towards one of the edges of our dome to look out into the oceanic safari once again. "Everything about this is absolutely amazing!"
"It is," I sincerely agreed. "It really is." I turned towards her, intent on standing by her side, when the sight of Rarity's sopping wet body made me freeze in place. All of my inhibitions and self-control left me as I shamelessly studied her form for the first time since she donned the swimsuit.
Earlier, Rarity said that there were no words to describe the beauty of Rainbow Reef. And now, I too found myself struggling to put words to a level of beauty that had never graced my eyes before. In the end, there was only one word that could have possibly fit the description for what I was looking at:
Perfection.
She was perfection; a manifestation of physical desirability in every possible way. Her soaked purple hair hung off of the back of her head like a thick sheet that stuck to her skin and moulded itself around her soft, round shoulders. Beads of water cascaded down her hair like a purple waterfall before reaching the bottom and continuing its journey down her smooth back, while streams of moisture on the front of her body dripped down her neck and towards the most perfect chest I had ever seen.
Her black bikini top proudly displayed a set of round, perky breasts that shot dramatically outwards, giving her body a profile view that needed to be seen to be believed. Some beads of moisture slipped in between the two glorious mounds and flowed into the most deep, desirable valley of cleavage on the planet. I studied the exposed areas of one of her tits, following the smooth curve of her breast and watching it recede smoothly back into her black top, and slightly stretching the fabric out into a smooth, round globe. Her swimwear fit her womanly form perfectly, leaving absolutely no room for the imagination, while also me with a deep, longing desire to remove the offending article and see the true essence of womanly perfection in its natural form.
The only reason why I was able to tear my eyes away from her chest was because the rest of her body was just as magnificent, which I soon found as my gaze wandered ever downwards, marveling at how her elevated breasts smoothly curved back inward, leveling out to shape a flat, smooth waistline that was perfectly complimented by an exquisite bend in her back. The natural way her curves progressed from her proud chest down to an almost impossibly slim waist would make even the top swimsuit models of the world green with envy. Every inch of her uncovered skin was utterly flawless. There wasn't a single blemish, wrinkle, or imperfection of any kind to be found.
Below her flat naval, Rarity's body curved smoothly outward once again, making way for a pair of thick, luscious hips and a spectacular rear that rounded dramatically outward, completing her perfect hourglass figure that ran from her generous chest, to her slender waist, and all the way down to a full set of hips and a truly spectacular bottom. Just like how her bikini top drew more attention to that intimate part of her body, Rarity's black bikini bottom drew attention to the supple cheeks that were trapped below it. Like always, the garment fit perfectly around her succulent curves, the smooth and soft fabric wrapping tightly around the even softer and smoother tush that I knew lied underneath.
The fabric ran down the form of her hips before meeting in the middle, covering up her crotch without covering a single inch of her shapely thighs. I was only faintly aware of the fact that my own crotch was quickly getting tighter inside of my trousers from a fully erect penis that I didn't even try to hide as I shamelessly stared at the skin she was showing. Every inch from the waist down was smooth, bare, and proudly on display. My gaze lingered briefly at her naked thighs, neither slim nor fat, but just the perfect amount of thickness. My eyes ran down the last remaining curves of her perfect figure, studying how her hips slimmed down, sloping inward ever so gradually down the smoothest legs any man could ever dream of, all the way down to her ankles that dipped into the shallow pool of water that was still coating the bottom surface of her crystal submersible.
My eager eyes couldn't help but wander back up her figure once again, reevaluating the paragon of feminine perfection that stood before me. Once more, my eyes ran back up her smooth legs, back up her inviting thighs, her pert, round bottom and her narrow waistline; back up her swollen chest and all the way up to the wicked, mischievous smile she was fixing me with.
...
Oh shit!!
My head jerked away from her far too quickly, pretending to be fascinated a small growth of coral outside. I fought hard against the muscles in my face that were trying to curve upward, trying with all of my might not to blush as I focused my sight on anywhere except her.
I could feel her staring into me as I pretended to be studying the one random portion of the reef. Then, to my horror, I heard her starting to walk towards me, the water at her feet splashing with each footstep as she sauntered over to me.
"Well well well," she spoke in the same tone of voice as one you would hear a mother using after catching her child in the cookie jar. "Do you like what you see, honey?"
"No! I mean- Yes! I mean-" both my brain and my mouth were scrambling in full-on panic mode, having absolutely no earthly clue how to respond to her question, especially after what she had just caught me doing. She had stopped walking now, standing only about two feet away from me in silence. I wasn't even sure if I should have ever bothered to respond, as the only thoughts in my mind were of how I had just set our entire relationship up in flames.
And then, Rarity lightly chuckled, and then exploded with mirthful laughter.
I finally looked back over to her, just in time for her to wrap her arms around me and yank myself into her, pulling my body aggressively into hers until we collided with a wet splat. "You are absolutely adorable," she continued to laugh.
...Huh?
"Here I am," she continued, "soaking wet inside the most compromising apparel you have ever seen me in, and yet you still have the decency to try not to stare."
"But... but I did stare!" I sputtered, completely and fully ashamed of myself. "I stared at every inch of you, and I... I..."
Rarity cut me off with a light, airy chuckle. "Yes you did, for the first time all day."
...
"...Second," I corrected, barely above a whisper.
"...Pardon?" Rarity asked, cocking her head adorably. I fumbled with my words for a moment. I didn't want to admit it, but I had already said it, and couldn't take it back.
"...Second time all day," I mumble in embarrassment. "I looked at your butt back on the dock."
I was expecting her to look upset or disappointed. Instead, she grinned slyly.
"Well, are you sorry for staring??" she sing-songed.
"Yes, Rarity. I'm really, truly sorry," I said, head hung low.
...
...
"...Why?" Rarity asked me, her tone suddenly low and serious. "What are you sorry for?"
I looked back up at her in absolute confusion and found an a sympathetic smile on her face.
"Darling, I would never be upset at you just for looking, especially not this far into our relationship. Now, if you were constantly staring at my body throughout ninety percent of our first date, then I would be upset. So upset, in fact, that there wouldn't have been a second date. But by this point, I know that you love me for who I am, not what I look like. I know that you're not the kind of man who wants to take advantage of me for his own... beastly desires. I know that when you look at me, you don't mean anything impure by it."
The growing sense of dread that was building up inside of me was now slowly being washed away by an overwhelming sense of relief as I mulled over her words.
"Besides," she continued. "Checking out your girlfriend of almost seven months is very different from checking out a random girl on the street. In fact, most women like having a man that shows an appreciation for her body. It's a real challenge to keep up a girlish figure like this, and a lady usually loves knowing that she has a man who appreciates her efforts."
I never even thought about it that way. I always thought that women universally hated men who stared, and that was that. I guess I didn't know as much about women as I thought I did.
"And even if you did want to... have your way with a woman's body," she concluded. "There's nothing wrong with having impure thoughts, as long as you have the self-control to stop yourself from acting on them." She paused, flashing me that perfect smile once again. "And I know that you do, because you, are a true gentleman."
I had no words. Not only did she find nothing wrong with me eyeing her up moments ago, but I slowly realized that I've spent so much time trying avoid staring at her body, only to find that she would have never minded it at all in the first place. I had no words to express the freedom that I suddenly felt now that I finally understood that, so my only response was to return Rarity's embrace with a hug of my own.
"Thanks Rare," I finally manage to say. "I needed that."
"Any time, dear... But you still haven't answered my question."
"Huh?" Suddenly, I was confused once again.
"I asked you earlier," she said.
Then, with the most sultry, sensual tone of voice imaginable, she whispered into my ear, "Did you like what you saw?"
The mother of all chills ran all the way down my spine at her tone, and the erection that had hidden itself away during Rarity's little speech slowly started to come back out. With us hugging as tightly as we were, it was only a matter of seconds before it would noticeably poke her.
No, stop it, I silently begged to my dick. Stop that right now!
It didn't listen. I swear that it has a brain of its own, because my groin kept expanding until it made contact with hers, and then, once it realized whose crotch it was rubbing up against, it expanded further.
"Ah, never mind," Rarity said cheerfully. "You don't need to tell me anymore."
I practically threw myself away from her, unable to stop myself from blushing this time. I couldn't believe that I had just let that happen!
"Hey now," Rarity chided, the playful tone in her voice vanishing in an instant. "I told you not to be embarrassed. Again, I'm not made, I'm flattered."
"I'm sorry," I said, still embarrassed despite her words. "That was just... wrong of me to do that to you."
"Think nothing of it, darling," she said with a wave of her hand. "But now I have to know," she continued, now speaking very softly. "How long have you been, let's say... physically attracted to me?"
...How the hell am I supposed to respond to that??
"Please," Rarity pleaded quietly. "Just be honest with me. I won't judge you; you know that I won't judge you."
I actually found myself looking at her blue necklace, secretly hoping that it would suddenly malfunction so I could just drown in the ocean instead of stay here and have this conversation. When that didn't happen, I could only prepare myself for what I was finally about to say. There was simply no diplomatic, gentlemanly way of answering her question, even if she wanted a gentlemanly answer, which I suspected she didn't. So, with great reservations, I opened my mouth and spoke.
"How long did you say we were dating again?" I asked quietly.
"Um... almost seven months now," Rarity muttered back.
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"Then I have been physically attracted to you for almost seven months," I said flatly. A small part of my was still worried about how she would react to what I just said, but I had to admit; it was nice to finally get it off my chest. So, I kept talking, deciding that there was nothing left to do but let it all out.
"Rarity, you are... You are just so... There's no flattering way to word this okay? I think that you are so incredibly, indescribably hot, that it drives me crazy! Every time you hug me, every time you kiss me, I just- Oh God, I want you so badly. I always have, but I just..." I trailed off, hoping that Rarity would just get the picture already and stop me from talking. But, she merely stared at me with an unreadable expression, waiting for me to continue.
"I... I love your body, Rarity," I continued. "I... I friggin' fantasize about it sometimes, trying to imagine what it would be like be more intimate with you. But I just... I know how dangerous those thoughts are. If you're a guy who's into a girl... and you just make one mistake... If you make the wrong kind of advancement on the wrong kind of girl... you can ruin an entire relationship. Or, even worse, if you make the wrong kind of advancement on the right kind of girl, but at the wrong time, that girl might end up carrying a baby that she never wanted and end up ruining her whole life! And all it takes is one single mistake for that to happen!
"So, I just... I want you, Rarity. I've always had my desires for you and I probably always will. But, like you said... I will not ever act on those desires. Ever.
"I always figured that maybe one day, we'd just start kissing, then making out, and then eventually it would just naturally progress into our first happy ending. That's... I mean, heh heh... That's how I always imagined it happening.
"But, the point is that I never wanted to put any pressure on you. That's the absolute last thing I ever wanted to do. So, I honestly think that it would be best if we just forgot this entire conversation and just see what happens with... well, us. As much as I would love making love to you, I'm willing to wait as long as I have to do it. Because, above all else, I do not want to lose what we have right now."
A tense silence hung in the air of our private bubble. I had finally said everything that I had to say, and now it was Rarity's turn to be speechless for a moment.
Then, she suddenly blurted out, "It's getting hot in here again do you want to step outside??"
"Yes please," I answered.
"Smashing," she replied back, stepping towards me and wrapping her arms around me again, determined to escape from the tense atmosphere as quickly as possible.
"Three, two, one," Rarity quickly counted down. We both held our breaths and let the ocean waves engulf us once more. The feeling of the cool ocean water somehow felt less special this time. I didn't even open my eyes this time, no longer having any interest in the the environment around me, and not daring to look at the girl who was wrapped tightly around my body.
Rarity seemed to share the same mentality as me, quickly creating another bubble shield around us after only a few seconds in the water. It felt like life itself was on autopilot at the moment. Rarity just created another small bubble, expanded it, and put us back into the same structure that we were in moments ago. Nothing noteworthy happened; I didn't even seem to be capable of any sort of conscious thought, my mind remaining firmly blank the entire time. Until, that is, Rarity broke the suffocating silence once again.
"All this time..." she breathed. "All this time, you wanted me just as badly as all the others... And you didn't say anything about it? You didn't do anything about it?"
"Of course not," I said simply. "You just... don't do that to a girl. You don't. No matter how badly you want to. That's just... It's not only horrible, treating a woman like an object instead of a person, but it can make relationships so... complicated. So... No, Rarity. I didn't say anything, and didn't do anything. I couldn't. Not until I knew, without a doubt, that we were ready."
Another uncomfortable wave of silence hung in the air for a moment.
"And what if I am ready?" Rarity asked.
In an instant, it felt like the air around me was getting hotter again. I almost found it hard to breath from the sheer heat that had absolutely no right to fill the room as quickly as it did.
"Hypothetically, if I was, you would never even know. I never had an opening to tell you how I might have been feeling, because you didn't give me any signs whatsoever! So how would you have ever known?"
"Well, I guess I wouldn't know," I grumbled. "That's just how this goes sometimes."
"What if I was just as sexually frustrated as you were and neither of us ever did anything about it?" she shot back, raising her voice slightly as our conversation unknowingly started to get more heated.
"Are you??" I yelled back. "Have you secretly wanted to fuck, too? Have you wanted that all this time?"
Rarity said nothing. She just stood there, looking frustrated and confused at the turn that this once-romantic day was taking.
"I've already told you how I felt, Rarity. Now it's your turn. Have you ever had sexual thoughts about me?"
Rarity's eyes widened in sudden surprise at the question. Her mouth opened and closed wordlessly, looking just as surprised and off-guard as I had when she asked me the same thing a few minutes ago. Now the roles were reversed, with her having to answer a tough question, while I just stood there, not letting the conversation continue until I had an answer.
"I... Well..." Rarity uncharacteristically stumbled with her words. "I never really did think about that, no. I had no idea that you wanted that this whole time. ...All I ever really wanted was just... just to make you feel as special as you made me feel. You make me so happy, when I'm with you... And, I just wanted to make you happy as well. That's what's always mattered to me, more than sex ever did."
Somehow, her response only made me more angry. She really was better than me in every way. She had better looks, better personality, and even better morals that I ever could. The most frustrating thing about this situation was the fact that I was still mad, but I had absolute no reason to stay mad at her, which only made me more mad at the fact that I was mad for no reason.
I barely even noticed that Rarity was walking over towards me, her soaked, curvy figure getting closer, taunting me with a body that she seemed to have no interest in letting me explore. She wrapped her soft arms around me again in another hug.
I felt my chaotic mess of emotions trying ever-so-hard to stay angry, confused, and toxic, but felt them all slowly being extinguished, gently being smothered out by the soft, gentle caress of her smooth arms, pulling my body gently into the curves of her own.
"I'm so sorry," Rarity said. "To think that you felt this way all this time and I never noticed."
"No, I'm sorry," I argued back. "I shouldn't have said anything. We were already happy enough as-is without me making it all so messy by dumping all of this on you."
"Nonsense, dear. You just told me the truth about how you feel, and we're better off for it." A brief pause. "Especially since, now that I know the problem, I know of a very simple solution that can fix all of this."
As impossible as that sounded, Rarity has never been wrong before. When she said she had a solution, she had a solution. "What's do you have in mind, then?" I asked, genuinely curious.
Rarity's deep blue eyes gazed into mine, a cloudy look in her eyes as she squeezed me just a little bit tighter.
"You are the most courteous, respectful, and all around perfect man I have ever known," she said with complete and utter conviction. She started pushing me forwards, backing me into a wall while she continued speaking, albeit in a suddenly very, very different tone. "Now that I really, truly know how caring you really are..." she cooed as she pushed me into the glass wall of the dome, pinning against the magic wall she had created. One of her hands let go of my back, and, with fingers lightly outstretched, her hand slowly ran down my chest.
"I said that I had never thought about having sex with you before," she said. "But right now... I certainly wouldn't mind it."
My legs very nearly gave out beneath me. Her words alone made me feel like an electric shock had just jolted through my entire body. "A-are you sure??" I sputtered out, hardly believing what I was hearing.
Her hand brushed back up my chest and cradled my chin, pulling me gently towards her until our faces touched. "Yes. I am definitely sure," she breathed, her hot breath wafting over my face. Her other hand removed itself from my back and reached behind her own, causing her fabulous chest to stretch out even further against the thin fabric of her bikini as she reached behind her back.
"You have always been kind, selfless, and very patient," she purred slowly, backing slightly away from me. "And patience, in particular, is a virtue that deserves to be rewarded."
Without warning, her black bikini top dropped to the floor.
I nearly passed out at the mere sight of them. They were so impossibly firm, that she might as well have not been wearing a top at all. The two firm mounds of womanly perfection didn't change shape in the slightest after the garment dropped from her chest. They didn't droop, and they didn't sag. They only bounced, rolling slightly up and down her chest like two inflated balls that were firmly pinned to a smooth, velvety wall of pale skin.
Her naked breasts were the same shape and size of two actual, literal melons, but with the texture of two smooth, damp rubber water balloons, inflated nearly to their bursting points. And directly in the center of each massive, stunning breast was a perfect circle of darker skin, punctuated by a hard, engorged nipple thrusting dramatically outward.
I started to feel lightheaded, growing weak in the knees. I was sorely tempted to just let myself collapse and bow before the heavenly figure that I was utterly unworthy of having the privilege to see, let alone touch.
A downright devious smile spread across Rarity's face as she sauntered over to me, swaying her hips and intentionally bouncing her breasts even more. I nearly wept over the otherwordly eroticism, wanting to simply bask in humility before the goddess before me. But before I could, she closed the distance between us and jumped into me, coiling her thighs around my chest and wrapping her arms around my neck as she latched tightly onto me, throwing both of our weights into the wall behind me. I instinctively grabbed her by the waist and braced her against me, pressing her sopping wet groin into my naked torso, holding her in a position where face was just slightly above mine, looking down at me with a sultry smile.
"I hope I was worth the wait," she growled. Then, her hands grabbed my by the hair and yanked me into her as she proceeded to assault me with kisses. My brain short-circuited, nearly shutting down completely as her mouth locked around mine and sucked on my face so hard that I thought she was trying to pull all the air out of my lungs. Then she quickly ripped her face away from mine and lunged back in again, pressing her tongue into every corner of my mouth before pulling away once more, loosening up the tight grip of her legs around my back, and then suddenly tightening it again, throwing all of her weight into her next oral attack.
Her naked breasts pressed lightly into my upper chest. My arms jumped up her body, moving from her waist up to her upper back as I pulled her fircely into me, desperately trying to shove my chest as far as I could into hers. My body sank deep into her bosom, practically drowning in the vast, rolling sea of her erotic mounds. Her hard, erect nipples dug into me and as I pushed and pulled at Rarity's body, rolling it around mine and dragging her squashed breasts all around my chest.
Rarity took advantage of the momentum of her body against mine and worked the muscles in her thighs, dragging her crotch up and down my body, as I continued to explore her endless breasts, and as she continued to ravage my mouth with her tongue. I had never been more turned on in my entire life.
The motions of our bodies twisting and writhing against each other started to build up a rhythm, steadily growing stronger, our bodies beginning to rock back and forth with the forces of our movements. My back started to rhythmically bump against the wall behind me, lightly at first, but slowly increasing in intensity as Rarity threw her half-naked body into mine with more force each time, slamming me into the wall over and over again until, without warning, her right leg kicked against the crystal structure, spinning us around and toppling both of us onto the floor with a resounding splash.
In one single, swift motion, Rarity had gone from pinning me against a wall, to pinning me against the floor. All of her holds on me were released at once, as she traded away her rough and aggressive movements for the gentle and fluid motions of both of her hands lightly dragging themselves down my body, her light touch causing me to twitch and spasm all over, including the rock-hard penis that her hands were rapidly approaching.
Her hands made it down to my swim trunks and stopped there, locking in place as the rest of her body started to back up, forcing her to stretch her arms out as her body crawled away from mine. Soon, she had moved far enough down that her arms were stretched all the way out, her hands still resting on the only piece of clothing that I had on me. Then, her fingers clenched around the garment, her arms tensed, and she suddenly ripped them off of me, like yanking a table cloth out from underneath a slew of wine glasses.
In less than a blink, I was naked, and the sexiest woman alive was staring hungrily at my dick that already had plenty of fluid running down it, and only a small portion of it was water. Rarity tossed the garment over her shoulder, throwing it in the direction of her discarded black top. With the offending article removed, she placed her hands on each side of my bare ass, digging her fingertips in slightly, then she started to pull herself towards me. Random patches of light filtered through the glass ceiling of our crystal pleasure dome, sporadically flickering across every one of her magnificent curves as she slithered up my body.
She sat down on my stomach, driving me wild with the feeling of her supple rear being pressed into me with all of her weight. She firmly pushed her hips into me and dragged them down my stomach, until the rear of her rear was stopped by my exposed dick, which, by this point, was so stiff that it absolutely would not let her move any further down. The more force she put into it, the more firmly my shaft was pressed into the black fabric, hot-dogging itself between her buns and causing my raging hard-on to only grow more stiff and immovable.
"Rarity, please..." I wheezed, begging for her to stop teasing me and let me inside of her already.
"Very well," she smiled seductively, gracefully standing up straight and hooking her thumbs into the last collective piece of clothing between us. She had to look straight down in order to meet my eyes, flashing me a sultry wink and declaring, "I think you've waited long enough." And then, she finally dropped her pants to the floor.
From my position, I had the best possible view of the most desirable vagina I could never imagine, somehow pulling off the impossible feat of looking even smoother and softer than all of the other velvety skin coating every other inch of her body. My heart was pounding erratically, skipping several beats as I gazed longingly into the deep, moist cave between the folds.
She hooked a soft foot into the bikini that was dropped onto my neck and turned around, offering me a better view of her spectacularly round, naked ass as she kicked the last piece of clothing into the same pile as the others. She turned back towards me again and slowly squatted down. My eyes locked firmly onto her forbidden cavity as it gracefully lowered itself, until if finally pressed into my stomach.
My already-pounding heart ran into overdrive at the feeling of her pussy lips spread out over me and dragged their way back down to my eager groin. She raised herself off of me only slightly, and spread her legs even further and bending forward, placing herself in the same position that she was before she removed her swimsuit. Her plush bottom closed in around my member, opening wide and them clamping around it.
I gasped in pure shock and ecstasy as my dick was squished between Rarity's cheeks. My hands grabbed onto as much of her butt as they possibly could as she swished her hips around, pushing and pulling my boner all over the place like she was tilting the joystick of an arcade controller using only her naked ass.
Before long, however, she released her grip on me and lifted her hips up into the air. My hands were still fondling her butt as she aligned her entrance with my waiting penis and pushed myself into her, pushing through the folds of her lower lips and slowly poking itself inside of her.
Another wave of pleasure and excitement ran through me, causing my entire body to lock up, becoming just as stiff as the part of me that was now gliding into the opening between her legs. It was almost unnatural how smoothly I slid into her, slowing filling up the the vacuum of space inside of her.
And then, she stopped. Rarity turned away, formed a small crystal bubble around our swimsuits with a wave of her hand, turned back to me, and said "Do you want to take this outside?"
Outside? What is she talking...
"...No...! No way!" I panted, realization slowly sinking in.
"No?" Rarity asked in mock disappointment? "You don't want to?"
"No- I mean yes, I mean," I struggled to find my words, partially due to how distracted I was from being partially inside of Rarity.
"Take me outside!" I finally managed.
"Okay," Rarity grinned wickedly. "On three. One... Two... Three!"
We held our breaths as every diamond construct around us vanished except for the protective bubble around our clothes. The impossible force of a truly gargantuan amount of water did absolutely nothing to cool me down in any way. Rarity wrapped her arms and legs completely around me, and hugged me tightly, pushing my cock all the way inside of her in one motion. A mute cry of pleasure escape from my lips in the form bubbles and muffled noises. Rarity noticed my reaction and immediately formed a small bubble around us, then expanded it just enough to poke our heads of the the water and into the small pocket of air above us.
I gulped down some oxygen, which was difficult to do, considering that I was still panting like a race horse due to the fact that I was still deep inside of Rarity, who, by the way, showed absolutely no signs of being similarly short-of-breath.
"One... two... three!" she counted down. I suddenly remembered to hold my breath in at the last second, just before the little pocket of air disappeared and engulfed us in liquid once again. Our dip into the ocean was much smoother this time. The two of us gently drifted through the gentle caress of the deep blue. Rarity's legs, currently wrapped around my waist, loosened up, letting the flow of the ocean slowly pull myself out of her. Then, her leg muscles tightened, and she pulled me back in, eliciting another muted cry of pleasure from me. She released her grip on me again and then pushed me back in again, full encasing my cock inside of her walls again and again.
I always figured that I would lose my virginity on some woman's couch. But instead, Rarity was fucking me in open water at the bottom of the ocean.
A diamond bubble appeared around us once again. The two of us gulped down some air, and then held our breaths once more. Rarity didn't even need to count down this time, vaporizing her construct without a single word spoken.
Drifting weightlessly through the water once more, Rarity continued to mount me. My hands reached around her nude butt as I guided myself into her, matching her rhythm and pushing myself all the way in, until every inch of skin on my penis was smothered by Rarity. Another groan of pleasure escaped from lips, only to be swallowed up by the silence of the all-encompassing ocean. Rarity did not moan or groan the entire time; her half-lidded, seductive eyes never left my own, and the sultry grin on her face never budged an inch. Even when she shoved myself deep inside of her, I gasped and cried out in pleasure, but she never, not even for a single moment, ever stopped fixing me with the sexiest look she could possible muster. From beginning to end, she was the one who was in complete control here, and she didn't ever let me forget it.
One more diamond bubble materialized around our naked, writhing bodies. But this time, the bubble expanded all the way back into the huge dome that we had started out in, hovering about five feet above the ocean floor. I once again found myself flat on my back, with Rarity on top of me, and my dick still very much inside of her. She sat up straight and began to pump her hips, slowly beginning to bounce on me.
As surreal as our underwater love-making was, the more traditional position she shifted to was the thing that caused pressure to build in my loins even faster than ever before. I was completely losing myself as the weight of her sexy body plunged itself on top of me, then slowly dragged herself back out, before slowly forcing me into her again in slow, fluid motions. Again and again, she pressed her hips into mine, pushing me all the way inside of her, and building up speed, gradually at first, but quickly accelerating in speed and force, bouncing on top of me higher and higher.
It all happened so fast.
Suddenly, Rarity jumped off of me as high as she could and raised her glowing blue hands into the air. Then, at the peak of her jump, she theatrically lowered her hands, as if she was commanding a crowd of people to sit down. That was when the floor disappeared from underneath me. With nothing but a wave of Rarity's hands, the massive crystal structure we were trapped in dropped to the ocean floor in an instant, putting both of us in a brief free-fall, her falling body lagging significantly behind my own due to her well-timed jump. I hit the floor with a loud splash that nearly knocked the wind out of me.
Less than a second later, with the full force of her five-foot plummet, she impaled herself onto my dick.
"OH FU-" I was cut off with an aggressive kiss as she continued to thrust herself on top of me at the same speed and force she did before, displaying an impressive level of flexibility as she continued to smother me with her intimacy, without her lips never leaving contact with mine. The double whammy of her luscious lips against mine and her luscious hips engulfing themselves around me was quickly bringing me to my breaking point.
Her rhythmic movements never changed from that point onward.
Her inner walls kept sliding up and down my shaft at the same consistent speed, her hips kept slamming into mine again and again with the same consistent force, and her breasts bounced up and down her chest, again and again in the same consistent rhythm, until I simply couldn't last any longer.
After nearly seven months of fantasies and wet dreams, I came inside of Rarity. The pressure that was building inside of me finally burst, as thick stream of semen flowed out. Rarity's only reaction was to clench herself shut, and slowly press herself down on me even harder still. I felt my eyes roll into the back of my head, my vision growing spotty as she tightened herself around my orgasm, grinding her hips into me even deeper in an unspoken command to empty as much fluid into her womb as I possibly could. Her grip slowly tensed more and more as I shot more fluid deep inside of her until I started to run dry.
I tried to will myself into giving her more. I tried desperately to make that moment last for as long as it could; tried to force more sperm out of me long after I was spent.
But, I had to come to terms with the fact that the most heavenly sensation I had ever experienced was truly over. As I sprawled myself out underneath her, Rarity leaned forward, laying down on top of me and gave me a faint, gentle kiss. Her soft lips tickled my mouth as her soft breasts tickled my chest.
"Did you enjoy yourself?" she whispered into my face, her powerful, sexy blue eyes peering into my own. I only managed to croak out a few words in between panting breaths
"I wish... I could do that... all day... ever day... I wouldn't want... to ever stop..."
"Now now," she teased. "If we did this all the time, it wouldn't be special. And we can't have that now, can we? But don't you worry, darling. We can do this again very soon."
I absolutely melted at her words. A sudden rush of warmth ignited in my chest and quickly spread through my entire body as she planted a final kiss on my lips.
"But for now," she suggested with a warm smile. "Why don't we get ourselves washed off?"
I smiled back in understanding, before simply nodding my head, holding my breath, and letting the might of the ocean waves whisk us away.