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