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Dick-cember Day #6: Wreath
Flash Sentry stepped out of the shower, reaching his hand out for a fresh towel. After pawing around for a brief moment, he managed to grab what he was searching for and started patting down his wet fur.
“You about done in there, Flash?” A mare’s voice called out from outside the bathroom.
“Yeah, just wrapping up. I’ll be out in a minute.” He said, brushing the soft cloth against his hooves. “What’re we starting on first?”
“We’ll get the small stuff done first, like banners and candles.” Flash buried his face in the towel, aggressively shaking his face side-to-side. Water flung from his mane, wings, and tail, coating the bathroom with more moisture. “We’ll do the more tedious work later tonight.”
“Sounds good.” Flash sat the towel back on the rack and took a step out. He looked around the bedroom but couldn’t see Twilight anywhere. “Twi, where are you?”
“Living room.” Flash reached for a clean pair of boxers and stepped into their living room. As he rounded the doorway, he saw Twilight kneeling next to an open box of decorations.
“And you’re still naked.” He said as he flicked his boxers.
“It’s not like we’re going anywhere.” Twilight stood up, holding a wreath. “And we don’t have anypony visiting, so why worry about clothes?” Her hands flipped the wreath over, analyzing the decoration to make sure nothing was broken.
“I mean, a pair of panties wouldn’t kill you.” Flash stepped forward, his boxers secured around his waist.
“Oh, stop being such a prude.” Twilight flipped the wreath back over, finding no damage of any kind. Her eyes drifted towards the pegasus’ butt and she started chuckling.
“What’s up?”
“You complain about me being naked,” her hand gave his butt a firm spank, “yet you’re wearing those boxers I got you for Hearts and Hooves Day.” Flash turned his head quickly and realized that he did, absentmindedly, grab lingerie instead of boxers; pure black, with a crimson red trim, and a heart-shaped cutout exposing his ass.
“I thought it was unusually breezy back there.” Twilight’s hand rubbed his butt before her fingers began to reach into his crack. “Whoa, easy there…” She stuck two of her fingers into his ass with absolute ease, making the stallion shake a bit; a small drip of precum stained the front of his boxers.
“Squeaky clean,” Twilight pulled her fingers out and began tugging her cock, “just the way I like.” She pushed the wreath into Flash’s arms and gripped his boxers tight. Before the stallion could react, the mare pulled his underwear down to his ankles. She buried her muzzle into his butt and gave his hole some long and wet licks. Flash’s cock got harder and harder the more Twilight teased him.
“What is it with you mares,” Flash gripped the wreath tightly, “and eating out my ass? Sunset did it… you do it…” Twilight stood up and began grinding her hard cock against the underside of his balls. “Not that I’m complaining… I just don’t know what the appeal is.”
“You can’t fuck a dry hole, Flash.” Twilight said as she pressed the tip of her cock against his ass. “And licking you is more satisfying than just spitting on my dick.” She pushed herself forward, filling his tight ass with horsecock. Flash moaned and groaned louder and louder as the mare continued to shove her cock inside. As her medial ring brushed against his prostate, Flash’s butt began to clench.
“Oh, fuck!” Flash came a bit, creating a small mess on the floor. Twilight craned her head to look and just smiled. She grabbed the wreath from his hand and casually draped it on his cock.
“Now what is it with you stallions,” Twilight lifted Flash’s leg, “and cumming as soon as a mare’s cock fills up your butt?” Flash grabbed Twilight’s hand as she began thrusting hard. “You… Big Macintosh… my own brother… no stallion can seem to last longer than a mare.”
“You’re the egghead, Twilight.” Flash started tugging his cock. “You should know.”
“An egghead, huh?” Twilight pulled Flash’s hand away and held it tight. “For that, you lost cumming privileges until I’m satisfied.”
Why am I still trying to bookmark this?