Thread: MLP: Spoken with Authority (StarSiren & East)

As he spoke, a strange sensation came over Twilight. She fought against the sudden urge to fuck herself silly on Spike's rock hard cock. Why was that even coming to her mind right now? He was apologizing.. for something.. and.. She moaned, shocked at how erotic it came out sounding. The only thoughts pervading her mind were those of debauchery and impropriety. How was this possible?! She hadn't even gone that far with Flash Sentry yet, and here she was dying to manhandle Spike into her virgin hole. She gulped, blinked several times and tried to wish the thought away, but the more she resisted, the worse her body felt. She began to sweat and shake as tears formed in her eyes. It probably looked like she was just really sad about whatever Spike was trying to tell her, but she'd long lost the ability to concentrate on those words. Instead, she did the only thing she could. She gave in. Twilight rolled to a kneeling position, then flopped onto all fours and crawled over to Spike. There was a seductive wiggle to her shapely ass as she wormed her way to her friend. She needed eye contact, so her violet eyes looked up at the dragon as her hands reached for the outline of his bulbous cock. Her expression was a mixture of horror and passion. Two sweaty palms rubbed the dragon through his shorts, then Twilight deftly pulled the clothes straight down to Spike's ankles. With her eyes now fixated on his huge dick, she leaned in and opened her mouth wide. She hesitated a moment, with her mouth hanging open and both her her hands massaging his length. This couldn't be happening, not for real. It was all a dream. A very bad but erotic dream, and she would wake up super horny but totally normal in once this was over. Satisfied with her story, Twilight closed her eyes and had her first taste of dragon cock. Her tongue lapped at the tip while one hand worked the shaft up and down. Her other hand traveled down her own body and began circling her clit. Finally, her lips enclosed around his cock and she began a slippery, sloppy blow job. Twilight's saliva dripped down her chin with each gurgly smack of her lips on Spike's throbbing pole. The hand pleasuring herself shifted down and slid one finger in her tight little pussy. It sloshed in to the knuckle and then out again a few times. She was dripping wet she was ready. Twilight's hands gripped the dragon's waist as she pulled herself up to stand beside him. They were nearly the same height and their pelvises more of less aligned. Twilight took a shaky breath as she rubbed her breasts against Spike's scaly but soft underbelly. Her nipples caught on his natural breastplates, causing them to firm up even more. She lifted one leg and stood on tip toe, using one hand to steady herself with Spike's body while the other tried to aim his manhood into her small hole. Twilight had of course read books about these things, but when it came to putting the knowledge into practice, she was a novice. She knew that she needed to be aroused so he could enter her, and she knew she'd need some kind of lubrication. That was the purpose of the mini blowjob and the fingering. She also knew that having sex while standing was possible, but in the books, both partners were working together during the intercourse. This was different. She was very obviously manhandling Spike, and while he may be enjoying it, she was a much more active participant than he. But she needed to fuck him. To do him right there, in the open, in public, on the beach while everyone else watched. And in order to make that happen, she realized she also needed his help. Her voice was a slow and sultry growl when she finally spoke. Help me, Spike. Help me fuck you. Please.