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| 1 | A Promiscuous and/or Flirty Cadence story. Based off the HI ANON and WAKE UP ANON threads | |
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| 3 | >Day Before Twily in Equestria | |
| 4 | >You wake up sometime in the early morning. | |
| 5 | >Still, you keep your eyes closed because you're not quite ready to get out of bed yet. | |
| 6 | >As you lie in the stillness of your room, you become aware of a very gentle breathing that wasn't there last night. | |
| 7 | >Dread grips your heart as you debate taking a peek or not. | |
| 8 | >At last, curiosity overwhelms you and you crack your right eye. | |
| 9 | >The first thing you see is Princess Cadence's smirking face. | |
| 10 | >She opens her mouth and, | |
| 11 | >"Morning, Anon!" | |
| 12 | >You groan as she giggles. | |
| 13 | >Then your eye drifts southward and your mouth goes dry. | |
| 14 | >The Princess has positioned herself so that her still girlish hindquarters are facing you. | |
| 15 | >Her plump ponut peeks out from between her cheeks, while her nether lips wink at you. | |
| 16 | >The movement of the flesh is reminiscent of a predator licking it's chops, sans the tongue. | |
| 17 | >Cadence giggles again as she lowers her flank toward your crotch. | |
| 18 | >"It's a very special day today..." | |
| 19 | >...Fuck. | |
| 20 | ||
| 21 | >Cadence sets her flanks against your hips, the heat coming off her cootch seeping through the sheets. | |
| 22 | >You cover your eyes with your arm and try to appear disinterested, even as your dick twitches in response. | |
| 23 | "What are you even doing in here?" | |
| 24 | >The young Princess sighs happily and begins to work her delightfully tight teen tush up and down against your crotch. | |
| 25 | >"Anon, you should know by now that you can't keep your heart locked away from love." | |
| 26 | "What about my front door?" | |
| 27 | >Another giggle. | |
| 28 | >"I'm afraid not. Locks are such simple things." | |
| 29 | >Cadence's voice takes on a breathy tone as you feel her rump lift ever so slightly and the sheets between you begin to descend with a gentle push of magic. | |
| 30 | >"It's just a solid bar pushed into a deep hole after all. You think I can't figure it out?" | |
| 31 | >At last you lift your arm and see the Princess staring down at you with a mixture of lust and a hint of indignation. | |
| 32 | >"I'm not some airheaded bimbo." | |
| 33 | >Sure that she has your attention, she gives her hindquarters an inviting shake. | |
| 34 | >"I've just got an itch that needs to be scratched, and you've proven to be so good at it in the past." | |
| 35 | ||
| 36 | >Fucking Pink Princess. | |
| 37 | "So you'll leave after a dicking?" | |
| 38 | >Cadence bobs her head excitedly. | |
| 39 | >"Just a little bit and I'll be satisfied." | |
| 40 | >Fine, whatever. | |
| 41 | >It's a good excuse to get rid of your morning wood. | |
| 42 | >You make a show of grumbling while you slip out of your bed clothes and lay underneath the pink pony. | |
| 43 | >Turning her head forward again, you can hear the breathless sighs of Cadence as she lowers her flanks again, pressing up against your dick. | |
| 44 | >She doesn't go for immediate penetration, instead tracing along her swollen outer lips. | |
| 45 | >The Princess' body visibly shudders as she gasps for air. | |
| 46 | >After a moment to catch her breath, Cadence realigns herself and gently slides down until her flank presses firmly against your hips. | |
| 47 | >Her once gaping wide pussy tightens suddenly, making you acutely aware of how deliriously hot the mare's insides are. | |
| 48 | >It's not painful, but you're positive your cock's going to come out looking redder than a Maine lobster once she's finished. | |
| 49 | >Cadence shudders and gives a happy sigh. | |
| 50 | >"Hmm, no little pony dick for me today. Only hot monkey dick..." | |
| 51 | >Your face colors a little at her rather lewd compliment. | |
| 52 | >In retaliation, you smack her hindquarters and grumble back. | |
| 53 | "J-just hurry up, okay?" | |
| 54 | >The Princess squeals, the surprised sound quickly turning into a throaty purr as she begins to ride you. | |
| 55 | >Her present position gives you a good look at her tail, which swishes occasionally as Cadence flexes her hind legs to stay on top. | |
| 56 | >It also provides you with an excellent view of puckered asshole. | |
| 57 | >Like an overly ripe fruit, it hangs low on the tree, just begging to be teased. | |
| 58 | >With a smirk, you slide your index finger around the perimeter of the doughnut shaped orifice. | |
| 59 | >Cadence shudders and sputters to a stop, her pussy clenching tightly to the top half of your dick as a chill caresses the exposed portion. | |
| 60 | >She glares back at you, her voice quivering as she tries to appear composed. | |
| 61 | >"Wh-what are you doing back there?" | |
| 62 | ||
| 63 | >Oh? | |
| 64 | >The Princess is a little bit of a prude after all? | |
| 65 | "Nothin." | |
| 66 | >You manage to get that across with as much innocence as you can muster, even as you slide your thumb up against the spongy flesh yet again. | |
| 67 | >The pink pony shudders, biting down on her lip and lowering her hips | |
| 68 | >"Don't, don't do that!" | |
| 69 | "Don't do what?" | |
| 70 | >Your thumb dips inside the fleshy ring, earning another whimper from the Princess. | |
| 71 | >Her flank begins to move again, adopting less intense strokes now as she keeps her plump ponut in full view and in range of your affections. | |
| 72 | >Chuckling to yourself, you continue toying with the responsive flesh, listening to Cadence's cries shift between distress and delight as you continue. | |
| 73 | >Twice, her slender body shudders around your dick, desperately desiring to milk you. | |
| 74 | >She finally succeeds on the third try. | |
| 75 | >The stench of sex and sweat permeates your room, a heady smell with a touch of candy sweetness from the Princess. | |
| 76 | >A part of you wants to lie in bed with this pony for hours more, but you've got things to do today. | |
| 77 | >And if you don't get moving soon... | |
| 78 | >You cough and make a move to untangle yourself from the mess of limbs and legs. | |
| 79 | "Well Cadey, that was great and all, but I need-" | |
| 80 | >Just as you're about to roll out of bed, a familiar tingling sensation washes over you. | |
| 81 | >It starts in your back and quickly runs all the way down your spine to your crotch. | |
| 82 | >Within seconds, your softening stiffy comes back with a vengeance. | |
| 83 | >He's got his war hat on and is ready to charge into battle yet again. | |
| 84 | >Glancing back at Cadence, you see the tail end of her magic dispersing from her horn, a delicate smile still on her lips. | |
| 85 | "You said a dicking..." | |
| 86 | >"I said a little bit and I'd be satisfied." | |
| 87 | >Batting her eyes, the Princess crawls along the bed and boops her muzzle against your dick. | |
| 88 | >"I'm not satisfied yet." | |
| 89 | >She opens her mouth and slides down onto you again, lewdly slurping her way along your shaft as you shudder under her attention. | |
| 90 | ||
| 91 | "Well, I was." | |
| 92 | >Despite your best attempts to scowl, Cadence's careful tonguing is enough to make you unconsciously smirk. | |
| 93 | >The Princess looks up at you, her cheek puffed out with a mouthful of dick as she bats her eyes playfully. | |
| 94 | "You-" | |
| 95 | >A sudden change in pressure cuts you off as Cadence tightens her mouth around your cock, turning the already confined space into a vacuum as she slurps hungrily for several seconds. | |
| 96 | >She finally releases you and goes back to lapping at your dick, giving you the chance to gather your wits. | |
| 97 | "You think you can just manipulate people with their needs?" | |
| 98 | >After a moment of thought, Cadence nods and presses her lips against the tip of your cock, planting a small kiss before whispering, | |
| 99 | >"Ponies." | |
| 100 | >You blush at the unabashed display and glare at the wall. | |
| 101 | "Wh-whatever. It's still manipulative." | |
| 102 | >The Princess smiles and shakes her head. | |
| 103 | >She pushes you back onto the bed and begins crawling up towards you, dragging herself up your body in slow, agonizing movements. | |
| 104 | >Your dick is sandwiched between your bellies by the time she begins to speak again. | |
| 105 | >"No. Manipulative would be using my magic to make you fall in love with me. To make you meet my every need without a care for what you want. I could make you go to war for me, be my knight, and never have a thought of your own again. I could make you perfect." | |
| 106 | >Her breath is hot against your cheek as she places herself muzzle to nose with you. | |
| 107 | >"But that's cheating. It's much more fun to make you come on your own." | |
| 108 | "I wouldn't" | |
| 109 | >Cadence giggles and plants a kiss on your lips. | |
| 110 | >It's long and lingering, and you find yourself, not so unwillingly, responding in kind. | |
| 111 | >The gentle popping sound of parting lips echoes through your bedroom as she at last pulls away. | |
| 112 | >"You would, otherwise you would have told someone about our little game. Now come on." | |
| 113 | >She gets onto her hooves and turns away. | |
| 114 | >Flicking her tail to the side, she places her asshole on display | |
| 115 | >"Finish what you started earlier." | |
| 116 | ||
| 117 | >Sensing your hesitation, the pink pony gives you another gentle zap with her magic. | |
| 118 | >You nearly double over as your testicles begin to churn with unreleased cum. | |
| 119 | >Shooting a death glare at the Princess, you can only watch as she giggles again and gives her rump a shake. | |
| 120 | >"Come on now, Anon. It takes forever to get spunk out of my coat, and even longer out of sheets." | |
| 121 | >With a grunt, you walk forward and grab Cadence's flanks on either side. | |
| 122 | >The Princess gives a small yelp, but doesn't make a move to push you away. | |
| 123 | >Lining yourself up with her spongy asshole, you gently slide yourself into the surprisingly accommodating space. | |
| 124 | >Cadence's second hole lacks the same form fitting muscle control of her cooter, but it's more than enough to squeeze down around you and drive you forward. | |
| 125 | >She certainly seems to be enjoying herself, as the Princess buries her muzzle in the sex-saturated sheets, her body bucking helplessly as she gives out short, pleasured cries. | |
| 126 | >Because of her incessant influence and prior teasing, you don't last nearly as long as before and quickly fill her royal rectum with hot monkey chowder. | |
| 127 | >She finally seems satisfied, collapsing into a heap amongst the dirty sheets, leaving you free to do as you wish. | |
| 128 | >You take a very long shower, trying to rid yourself of the still lingering Princessy candy-strawberry scent | |
| 129 | >It doesn't work. | |
| 130 | >Twenty minutes later, you stumble back into your room and see Cadence cleaning up the mess. | |
| 131 | >At least she's courteous. | |
| 132 | >You dress in silence, but as you go for the door, the Princess calls out to you. | |
| 133 | >"Thank you Anon." | |
| 134 | "Yeah, sure, whatever." | |
| 135 | >You give her a weak wave and try to hurry out before you get roped into another delightful romp. | |
| 136 | >Cadence doesn't say anything. | |
| 137 | >As you reach the door handle, you pause and glance over your shoulder. | |
| 138 | >Even with your brush off, she's still there, wringing out your sheets in preparation of washing them. | |
| 139 | >Setting your lips into a thin line, you avert your eyes ever so slightly. | |
| 140 | ||
| 141 | "S-so I'll see you tomorrow, right?" | |
| 142 | >Cadence glances up, surprise coloring her features. | |
| 143 | >After a few seconds of silence, she smiles and bobs her head once. | |
| 144 | >"Absolutely. I'm not going to stop until I break that heart of yours wide open!" | |
| 145 | >...okay. | |
| 146 | >Aside from being a terrifying mental image, that was kind of sweet. | |
| 147 | "Okay then. See you." | |
| 148 | >With an uncertain cough, you turn and quickly hurry out the door. | |
| 149 | >There's something to be said about persistence after all. |