Cuddle Rape

>It was a lovely day in Equestria.
>The sun was shining and the gentle lapping of the waves on the shoreline made it seem so peaceful.
>Then… you spotted her.
>A mare laying down under a large beach umbrella, her cream colored fur clashing nicely with cute little blue and white striped panties.
>Her tum is exposed as she peacefully smiles in the cool shade.
>You know what must be done.
>Seeing as no one was around, it was a fairly secluded spot on the beach, a small alcove hidden amongst the cliffs, you silently creep over while taking off your shirt.
>Approaching with shirt in hand, you wait for the opportune moment to strike.
>After only a few moments she yawns, and you quickly shove part of your shirt in her mouth and tie it around the back of her head with unprecedented speed.
>Her eyes shoot open but you have already flung yourself to the ground, positioning her back upon your chest.
>She tries to hit you, but her limbs don't bend back enough to allow her to make contact with your torso.
>Before she can start pounding her arms, you drag a hand across her belly
>An incredible blush forms upon the mares face as she freezes momentarily, the pleasure confusing her senses.
>She moans around your makeshift gag as your hand traces tiny circles around her navel, lovingly caressing her slight chub.
>She weakly tries to punch away your hand, but the sheer amount of pleasure now coursing through her renders her shaky blows ineffective.
>Wrapping your legs around her weakly kicking hindhooves, you pin them to the sand beneath the two of you, her face flushing even more as you continue to restrict her movement.
>One of your hands traces up her sides and tucks itself amongst her chest fluff, ruffling the extra soft fur with your fingers.
>"Nuh! Pleathe!"
>Burying your face in her mane, you inhale her scent as she shudders more with your continued ministrations upon her tum and chest.
>You stick you nose under her folded back ear and force it out of the way long enough to stick you mouth right into the slightly fuzzy canal.
>You wanted to make sure she heard this.
>You can feel the tips of her ear fluff brushing against your lips as you inhale, prepping yourself for the evil monologue.
"You're a very pretty pony..."
>"UNNGGHH!"
>Her body trembles as the first orgasm overtakes her petite frame, the chest fluff vibrating in-between your fingers.
"As soon as I saw you I was overcome by your natural beauty..."
>"N-nuu..."
>Her hooves, now far to weak to put up any more than feeble resistance, grasp your right arm closely, attempting to find steady ground to ride out this torture.
>Your left arm releases her belly, and seizes one of her forelegs in your powerful grasp.
“I think you’d look great in a cute little sundress and hat, don’t you?”
>”Mmnnguhhh.."
>Your hand feels like it's about to fall off, she’s trembling so much.
>She knows what's about to happen.
>Your hand smoothly slides along her foreleg, tracing over her fetlock as her labored breathing turns into rapid hyperventilation.
>Your open-palmed hand reaches the semi-hard edges of her hoof, and the tips of your fingers dangle over her frog threateningly.
>In the recesses of your mind, a biological function present in all sentient species sparked to life. Electricity raced down your spine and traveled down your arm and to your wrist as the tendons retract.
>You close your hand around her hoof.
>"NUUUHH! NUUU!"
>Regaining a modicum of her original strength, she tries to thrash her body around like a fish out of water in a desperate bid to escape your clutches.
>But it's of no use.
>Her hyperventilation reverts back to labored breathing as she inches closer and closer to the edge, your fingers tracing over the heart-shaped pad of her hoof.
>She isn't even fighting back anymore, just staring at your hand with a glazed over look in her watery eyes.
>Taking a risk, you retract your hand from her chest fluff and are delighted to find the she doesn't even have the energy to attempt escape.
>Placing your finger under her chin, you rotate her head to face yours.
>Her golden face is flushed and covered in sweat, and her normally straight blue mane had become tangled and messy. Looking into her glossy eyes, you close the distance between both of your faces.
>She doesn't even squeak as your lips make contact, merely moaning into your mouth as she loses herself to the pleasure.
>"Unnghhh..."
>Her body convulses once more as another orgasm overtakes her, leaving her already weak body completely drained of energy.
>You trail a number of light kisses from her lips back to her ear, nibbling on the tip lightly as she continues to incoherently mumble.
"You're so cute when you squeal..."
>“Uoo guna guh tuh hail!”
“Awww, don’t be like that! It’s not like anyone will believe a stallion like me could ever do something so heinous…”
>Sensually stroking her belly once more, you spell out your final plan to her.
“I think… I’m going to cuddle you here, on this beach, for at least three hours.”
>"NUUUGHH! PLEATH! MM BEHGIN YUU!”
>You lean into her ear once more and sensually whisper to her.
“Just for that, I’m making it four hours…”
>Rolling over, you place your head in her mane and close your eyes, keeping her legs between your own and making sure to continue stroking her belly.
>Her moans of pleasure help you drift off to sleep under the cool shade of her umbrella.