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This story was written for FerretFyre as their Patreon flash fiction reward for February. It contains solo masturbation involving a consenting adult pony! :3

Rarity's Fantasy

Rarity trembled as she locked up the boutique for the evening, and stumbled almost drunkenly towards the back room. As she did so, she glared accusingly at the long, full length mirror which stood near the centre of the shop for ponies to look in as they admired the various dresses, skirts, pant-suits and accessories on display. She caught sight of her reflection in it, the front of her own knee length plaited skirt tented and twitching visibly, and groaned in frustration and desire.

"Damn you..."

She muttered to her own reflection as she hurried past it, catching sight of her tail, attached to the most perfectly swaying rump.

"Damn you, Rarity... teasing me all day with those looks. With that ass, those tits..."

The unicorn raced into the back room, slammed the door behind herself, and immediately began to peel off her clothes. She pulled her scarf off, then began to urgently unfasten the buttons of her blouse as with the assistance of her magic she undid the clasp of her bra in the same breath. A soft, joyous cry escaped her as her breasts were freed and she took the ample handfuls into her palms, cupping them, squeezing them gently before her fingers slid down and began to tweak her nipples.

"So beautiful. Your perfect, delicate coat... flawless, even if it's streaked with... o-ohh, alicorns save me..."

Her eyes darted up and away from her chest, and searched the room until she found what she was looking for. Once again her horn blazed with magical energy as she drew a smaller ornately framed hand-mirror through the air, and positioned it so she could look at her breasts in its perfect clear reflection without risking her breath fogging the glass. Ogling herself unabashedly, Rarity's hands fell from her chest and unfastened her skirt, not a stitch of underwear beneath it as it fell to the floor and her thick, throbbing cock sprang forth. With a cry of delight she wrapped her hands around it, and as her magic guided the mirror down a little, rather than watching her hands manipulate her cock in its true form, she observed and admired the reflection instead.

"Oh, ohh you naughty lady. So uncouth, so undignified... skirt round your ankles, shirt and bra still hanging off one arm, you couldn't even make it upstairs to your bedroom? Honestly, Rarity! If you weren't so... ah... so unspeakably beautiful to behold in every single way, so utterly ravishing that you're impossible to resist, I... well, I don't know what I'd do with you!"

Her hands pumped her cock faster, and as the first dribbles of pre-cum trickled from her tip Rarity slid her hands all the way up to the already somewhat flared head of her erection and captured those glistening droplets upon her fingers. She lifted them, the mirror shifting with her to keep her reflections' hands in view at all times, and let loose a wail of pleasure as she delicately caressed her nipples, anointing them with her glistening arousal.

"Rarity, oh... oh you absolute slut... getting so worked up over a little pre-cum on your nipples. Such a dirty, dirty girl. I, mmhh... I love you so much."

Still watching her nipples shimmer in the reflected light of her horn's pale glow, Rarity's hands fell to her cock once more and resumed their rapid pumping. This time when pre-cum began to gather however she simply spread it back along the length of her shaft, and watched as her mirrored self's cock began to glisten with the most delicious lubricated sheen, her fingers flying faster and faster the more eagerly and greedily she worked herself. Her hips began to work instinctively against her hands the more into her masturbation she grew, and before long the hypnotic swaying of her heavy balls moving beneath her cock caught Rarity's eye. Her muzzle fell open at the sheer beauty and delicious lewdness of it, and a string of saliva trickled from the corner of her muzzle. She heard a lustful whinny slip from her lips, and tilted the mirror up to see her cheeks flushing beneath their pale fur.

"Now now, darling... you can't tell me you're embarrassed, are you? Oh, sweet thing. You're far too filthy a girl for that. All the dirty thoughts you have running through your head all day, watching your customers strip off in front of you, asking you how they look and always wishing you could tell them, you could show them just how much you adore their bodies no matter what they are, or aren't wearing. No, Rarity. Nn-nnhh... aah, no, you don't get to be all embarrassed by your own horniness when just yesterday while Pinkie Pie was visiting you were imagining making her squeal as you hilted inside her gorgeous ass, watching her rump jiggle around the base of your beautiful cock."

By the time Rarity's voice trailed off into a more unabashed and wild series of moans and whinnying whimpers, her hands were a blur on her erection and her pre-cum was starting to erupt with such regularity and volume that whether she rubbed it back across her cock or not it still basically ended up dribbling down to the floor below. She was going to cum soon, and while the unicorn could easily have held back and made the experience last so much longer for herself, she really didn't want to. She had been getting worked up for hours and hours, and now, actually looking at the primary object of her deepest and most wild fantasies, she had no desire to hold back. After all, why settle for one drawn out orgasm when she knew that either in twenty minutes or so or simply by way of her magic as soon as she wanted, she could cum again after this impending orgasm. And again, and again.

Arching her back and thrusting her hips forward, head and shoulders pressed back against the door, Rarity whinnied joyously at her own runaway enthusiasm. She stared at herself, at her flushed and panting, bliss-stricken face in the mirror, and grinned.

"You have plans tonight, Rarity. You're going to see Applejack at the farm, drink some ciders... maybe see if you can sleep over. You can't just spend all evening masturbating. You'll be a wreck if you don't stop to eat some dinner first, not to mention that Applejack will smell the cum on you in a second..."

Her face burned hotter, and her cock throbbed deliciously within her grasp as she cried out in glee at what she'd just said.

"Oh... oh sweet Celestia, but... she'll only be able to smell the cum on you... if it's all over. If it's coating you. Dripping off you. Clinging to your fur everywhere, so... so messy, not the beautiful, prim and proper Rarity... but the depraved cum-slut you truly are..."

Tilting the mirror and her cock, Rarity began to pump her shaft within both hands with renewed vigour. Her eyes bulged even as they glazed over with pleasure as she held her erection as close to her own torso as she could possibly get it, and she shrieked giddily as a spurt of thick pre-cum sprayed out across the underside of her jiggling breasts.

"Yes!"

Rarity shrieked as she watched the reflection of that glistening white seed glisten and quiver upon her already bouncing breasts, and worked herself harder still. Another hot ribbon streaked out between her breasts, painting the valley itself, before with a fierce twitch the next rope missed and sailed up in front of Rarity's eyes.

"Do it!"

She begged her reflection, herself, any permutation of Rarity that was capable of listening to and acting upon her words.

"Cum for me, Ra-ra!"

The unicorn begged herself as she felt her balls tightening, and saw her eyes fighting to maintain contact with the mirror, her face twisting under the intensity of the glorious, wild ecstasy threatening to overcome her.

"Cum!"

Rarity wailed.

"Cum!!"

She shrieked, nodding feverishly as though the command had come from the mirror version of herself rather than her own muzzle.

"Ohhh Celestia! Ohhhh m-my... my stars!! Cumming, I... yes! Yes! Rarity! Cum for me! C-cum with me! Ohhh darling, my perfect, sexy, slutty... oohh, Rarity! _Rarity! Yes! _"

Cum erupted violently from the pony's cock, some steaks hitting the base of Rarity's breasts while others sailed up and then arced down to the floor around them. With a frenzied cry Rarity pressed her shoulders back against the door and rose up onto the tips of her hooves, bending her knees to tilt her lower body while pressing her hips forward, and she squealed in elation as the heaviest ribbons of her potent orgasmic load sailed skyward, then thanks to her newly angled cock began to fall backwards, and splattered down across her heaving breasts and her own joyously open-mouthed, gleefully screaming face.

Her eyes were glassy and unfocused throughout much of her orgasm, but occasionally Rarity's vision would slide back into focus for a moment, and in those instants she didn't see the mirror. She didn't see her magic continuing to hold it aloft. All she saw was a beautiful pleasure-stricken face staring back at hers, stained with cum and fixed with the most deliciously horny, overwhelmed expression.

All she saw was herself.

All she saw was Rarity.

And as the pony kept on wailing and cumming, she knew that was all she would ever need to be the happiest woman on earth.

By Jeeves

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