- Chapter 7: The Bachelor party - Warning, this chapter contains: Strippers, cosplay, drunk flirting, lap dance. "Could you turn a bit to the left darling? This part here just won't work if you are to walk with the dress like this." Rarity was making the final adjustments to Twilight's wedding gown. "I don't think that particular spot matters too much Rarity," you comment from the doorway. "It's probably gonna be hidden in the folds of the dress and it looks okay from here." "Nonsense, if as much as one border is slightly out of line the whole dress can come apart." You throw you hands up. "I won't argue with the professionals." "Aren't you suppose to meet the others for the bachelor party?" Twilight asks. "I'm on my way, couldn't go without seeing you first." "There!" Rarity exclaims. "I think I've got it now, try turning towards us." Rarity backs up next to you as Twilight turns around. Her hair was bound in a bow behind her head while still having her hair free-flowing. She had a see-through veil that would be in front of her face but was folded back over her head. White silk bands went from her cloth collar to the front of her dress. She had white gloves with small, white roses on her wrists that reached up to her elbows as she stood with her hands folded over where the long skirt starts. The dress had a very natural split far down in order for her to not trip as she walked down the aisle. The train of the dress didn't look to stretch on very long as wedding dresses usually had. "How do I look?" "Ehm..." you freeze up as you try finding a fitting word. "Give me a minute to find a thesaurus to find another word for magnificent." Twilight sends you a warm smile. "Watch yourself, " Rarity says to you while keeping her eyes on the dress. "You're not supposed to really see the bride or her dress before the wedding. They say it brings bad luck." "What?!" Twilight steps down from the short chair she stood on. "Out, out, out, out!" she says strict as she pushes you through the hotel room. It wasn't as easy due to the boxes and papers lying around for the upcoming day. It had taken a month from the last part of the Mother Test and now that the wedding was mere days away, Twilight was extra on guard for anything that might slip. "Come on Twilight," you say as you step over a hat box, "I get you want to be a hundred percent sure our wedding goes well, I want that just as much as you but do you really believe it would be that bad for me to see you before the wedding?" "What I believe is that we both have worked too hard to start taking chances now. My brother's wedding got invaded by shape-shifting bug monsters! For all I know if I ignore this our wedding will become so unlucky that sky pirates will crash our wedding and kidnap you, and then I'll have to go all across Equestria to save you, but by the time I do it'll be too late because the wedding time will be over and any retake on the wedding will be a fake mockery because the real wedding was ruined!" "Ok, I wasn't going to say anything before, but I think you need to stop reading that 'Captain Catherine' series before you go to bed." "But I'm only up to book four! That's the one where Catherine is chased by the prince's ship and he thinks it's because she stole the royal treasury, but in truth he's chasing her because she stole his heart!" "...That's the plot? Seriously?" "Yes, I admit it's a bit cliché and that they maybe didn't need to bring in that guy with the eyepatch in book three and then just drop him again but I like it. The prince kinda reminds me of you, you know." "Really?" You pick up one of the books from the series. The front picture shows a girl dressed in pirate clothing and the supposed prince, both standing on a ship and staring each other down. "He looks a bit pompous if you ask me." Twilight snaps the book from you. "Don't you have a bachelor's party you need to be going to?" "I will, and watch out for Fluttershy, she can get a bit carried away with the drinks." She giggles. "I will." She gives you a goodbye kiss as you put on your jacket and get ready to leave. Going downstairs, you find your friends from Ponyville, Spike, Shining Armor and your friend who moved with you from Europia. He had taken time out of his constant travels for you, plus he would never let the chance of a good party pass him by. "Hi there buddy," he says and steps forward, throwing an arm over your shoulder. "Wow, getting married and starting a family, I could never see myself in your situation but believe me when I say you deserve this." "Thank you," you say somewhat embarrassed. "Never really expected to do this myself but here I stand, on the door to marriage with more friends than I can count on one hand. Certainly more than I ever imagined," you add to attempt a joke and they all chuckle. "Well you better believe it," your old friend smiles and pats you on the back. "And since you have mere days left to enjoy your freedom, it's our duty as your friends to get you drunk, do stupid stuff and other things you probably will want to wish you never did." A collective sheer came from the rest of the group. "Then let's go everyone," Shining says and leads on to a very fancy black wagon with gold lines. "I've planned a night we'll soon forget." All of you climb aboard the cart and Shining Armor gives a signal to the driver who sets the cart in motion. Looking out the back window as you go down the road, you keep the hotel in view until you turn a corner and you instead focus on the people with you. The red seats were very comfortable and it even had a built in ice bucket with two bottles of champagne, or it would have been two if not the first one was already being opened. You get handed a glass and you join in the others' loud chatter, this was going to be one of your last days unmarried and you wanted to make the most out of your last time. [hr] The ride felt pretty short as you stop. However, you'd managed to drink both bottles so it had been a bit longer than you thought. Stepping outside you are greeted by a high class-looking building with a big, neon sign with the text 'The Lusty Unicorn' in bright pink over the door. Spotlights waved their lights into the night sky on either side of the entrance with two guards in black suits watching the door. You walk up the red carpet with Shining leading on but one of the guards stops you with a hand motion. "Registration?" the guard asks with a husky voice. "Shining Armor, we are held off on a bachelor party." The guard looks to the other who checks a book. He looks up and nods short. "Step inside, " the first guard says as he opens the door for you. "Have a pleasant evening." There had to be a sound shield on the building since it had been pretty quiet outside but inside the sound was almost too much. The music was played by a techno blue-haired DJ on a balcony high above the crowd, some type of techno beat which was actually pretty good. There were all kinds of people sitting either by the bar, tables, or by the catwalk stretching over the majority of the big, open room. The waitresses walking around were very lightly dressed, some dressed as nurses and some with maiden outfit but the most eye catching were the dancers on the catwalk. A light beige pegasus with rose red hair dressed as a cat maid walks up to your group, bowing easily and smiles. "Good evening boys, my name is Heart Blossom and I've been told one of you is getting married." One of your Ponyville friends gives you a push. "Great, I just want to inform about the drinking discount and the secret surprise later on. Now if you follow me, I'll take you to your VIP seats." She starts leading you through the tables and people as the bass shakes your whole body. You can't help but notice how the tail on the costume seems to flicker and sway as it would on a normal cat, probably some movement spell to make it a little more realistic. You arrive at a lounge with deep red sofas and a glass table. Heart turns towards you as she removes the rope holding off the area. "Now I will be your drink server for the evening so don't hesitate to ask if there is something. Oh, and also," she points at Spike who had been eyeing the stage. "I know you are the leader of the royal guards but no fire shots, not unless lit by the barkeeper. We almost had an accident once with another firebreather so we hope you understand." "Of course miss Heart," he says. "No fires, I'll keep them to myself." "Thank you. Okay then," she pulls out a small notepad and a pen. "What does the soon-to-be husband want?" "He'll take a Liquid Crystal, won't you?" Dragons were notorious for being almost immune to alcohol so for Spike to suggest a drink would probably mean something very strong. "Sure," you say more optimistic than you feel. "I'll take a Liquid Crystal." The girl wrote it down. "Taking it all out tonight I see, very daring of you. And the rest of you?" They all order drinks in turn and she notes them down. "Right then, just wait here and I will be right back with your drinks." "Tell me Spike," you ask the dragon as you sit down. "What did you just make me order?" He smirks. "Just as the name implies, it's a drink containing crystals. They put a piece of crystal in alcohol and let it dissolve, giving it whatever color of the piece and a special kick to it." "A special kick to it? Now I start to worry but I guess there's no way around it now." "That's the spirit," he chuckles. "Not to worry, it's considered a soft drink amongst dragons which means for you that you'll only lose your taste for the rest of the evening." "So tell me," your Europia friend says and leans forward. "This Mother Test thingy you went through, how does it actually work? I mean, I've never heard this weird tradition." They all turn to you and you feel a bit pressured. "Ehm, well, normally it's the bride going to the groom's parents, preferably the father, to get tested to see if they are fitting for a life companion. In the event that the father or mother isn't around, it becomes the groom's task to prove them worthy to the bride's parents or motherly figure. Now Twilight, only wanting the best results for both sakes, arranged it so that instead of one test, I had to appeal approvingly to three of her role models." "So, they made you do some sort of task to prove yourself? Like what? Did they give you some sort of quiz to see if you were smart enough to be married? Made you make up some sort of love poetry on the spot to prove you love her? Do humiliating choirs for them?" "They were looking more how good of a lover I'd be," you reply. There was a bit of a pause before your friend spoke. "You don't mean they made you take off your pants and measured your manhood as a sign of if you were worthy?" "I did have to take them off, but it wasn't for them to measure it." "So when you say 'proving yourself worthy', what you mean is that you had to..." he trails off, the silence explaining enough. "That I had to sleep with them? Yes it did but seeing how it's tradition I don't find it so strange looking back at it." Your friend looks shocked at you. "Sleeping with your parents-in-law doesn't seem strange to you? I mean, I don't want to seem disrespectful but I'm not sure I would feel comfortable knowing I slept with my wife's mother." "It's just a matter of perspective," John says, one of your Ponyville friends. "I don't blame you for finding our tradition strange, I bet I would frown at some things you have back home." Your friend shook his head, "I doubt we have anything that shocking as to sleep with-hang on a moment. You said there were three of them you had to pass? So that meant you slept with THREE different women? And your girlfriend not only knows and is okay about this, but she's the one who set it up?" A grin spread on the face of your friend as you nodded to his answer. "You've got one kinky wife, you know that? So who's the other two?" "Ok," Shining spoke up. "I think that's enough." "Aw, come on. Are you curious to know too?" Your friend asked. "I already know who the two are, now let it be." "Wait, you mean to tell us that..." Your friend busts out a laugh. "Your wife?! Seriously? Haha! So not only is my friend about to marry and have sex with your sister, but he's already slept with your wife? And you've known this and still thrown him a bachelor party?" Your friend had a few more giggles as he stared at Shining's current emotionless face. "And you're not even angry at all, huh? I know if I was sitting beside the guy who had his way with my wife I'd at least man up enough to punch him!" Shining kept his face emotionless as he replied. "Well it was a request from my favorite sister. Neither I nor Princess Cadance could refuse." "Right. You or Princess Cadance couldn't refuse." There was a pause of silence as the group looked at your friend's expressions change as his thought process finally caught up to his mouth ."Princess Cadance? That would make you Prince Shining Armor?" "And former Captain of the Royal guard." Shining Armor couldn't keep a straight face as he watched your friend squirm in his seat. "I'm pretty fucked now, aren't I?" Your friend asked. "Not yet, but the night is young," Shining says. "Anyway lets focus on why we're here. We're here to celebrate the last days of this guy's freedom." He puts a hand on your shoulder and shakes you. Heart Blossom came back with a tray filled with different drinks and handed each one out to the one who had ordered it. "Let tonight's first toast go to a long and happy marriage for him and Twilight." They all agree and you raise you glasses. Your drink was pastel green, a bit mixed out due to how strong it normally was. Biting down any logic of drinking carefully you take a big first sip... and immediately regret it. Green apple was your first impression, the taste seemed to singe into your tongue as if wanting to give you a permanent apple taste. The rest of the alcohol burns down your throat as if you actually had swallowed tiny shards of crystal that tore up your esophagus. You quickly set the drink on the table as you almost cough up your lungs as the others starts laughing. "That was *cough* fucking strong!" you gasp as the gulp of air stings in your chest. "You sure you would call that a soft drink Spike." "Of course," He laughs loudly. "Dragons down that stuff like sodas on a warm summer's day. If you're not gonna drink it-" "No," you wave a hand to stop him. "It just took me off guard, I won't let some wussy dragon soft drink make me look like a chicken." "You sure? No shame in admitting that a dragon drink is too strong for you." "Bullshit." You sit up with your glass again. "I ordered it and won't a little throat burn scare me." "Yeah, that's what I'm talking about," your friend cheers. "Hey, let's order more and see who can keep it up the longest." "Please, don't do that," Shining says quickly. "More than a couple could do some serious damage to your voice box. Plus, I think you should stay at least somewhat sober for the surprise I've planned later on in the evening." You hiss like the air was punched out of you as you finish your second gulp of the burning green liquid. "I don't think I will stay too sober even after this drink but I'll try." You sit and talk amongst yourselves about your different interests, your traveling friend telling stories about the rest of Equestria which you bet half were exaggerations but he was half drunk already so he was bound to blur out a lot of stuff. With time and more drinks the talk shifted more towards prefered types of kinks and eyeing up the ladies on the stage. At some point you move over to the stage to take a closer look at some and even tipped one of the dancers who did an impressive split upside down on one of the poles. Taking a short toilet break, you return to find Spike seemingly hiding by the bar. "Hey, Spike, you feeling okay? I thought dragons were master drinkers." "I'm not alcohol sick, I'm hiding from someone." "Hiding? You should embrace it, I bet there aren't many people that are into dragons. Sorry, what I meant to say was that there aren't many other fire breathers in town, you're the only one I've seen so far in fact." You feel your normal thought process working slower from being dazed by alcohol. "I have a girlfriend already, a very cute one too, and she's a dragon too." "Wait, why didn't you tell me earlier?" You sit down beside Spike. "I mean, if I knew you had a plus one I would've sent her an invitation too." "It's not that easy." He stirs his glass and let the ice cubes clinked against the glass. "I first met her in an embassy meeting with the Gryphon Kingdom and she was just… breath-taking, you know. The meeting dragged on a couple of days so I got to become her scroll body, feeling arose, one thing led to another and now we have a long-distances relationship." "Well that's great to hear," you say and pat him approvingly on the back. "So why don't you tell this other woman you're taken." "I've tried but she's a bit-" "There you are handsome," a woman calls out behind you. It was clear from her voice she was drunk and turning to see her didn't help her impression. She had dark purple hair and a tone lighter skin, a lazy smile and was walked a bit wobbly as she came closer. "It's not nice to walk off on a lady y'know," she slurred. "Yeah, I know," Spike says, clearly not liking how she leaned in close on him. "I just had to talk with my friend here, he's the reason I'm here tonight." She leans over before noticing you were there too. "Oh hiii there, I'm Punch Berry... no, Berry Punch was it, sorry." She reaches out a hand and you shake it with some doubt. "So you guys out on the town trying to find some fun?" "Actually, we're here celebrating his bachelor party," Spike says quickly, unwilling to let her continue her line of thinking. "I'm also kinda the caretaker of the group since I can't get drunk so easily so I have to make sure none of us starts going off the handle in any way." "Ooh, maybe you could be my caretaker tonight too, I have such bad self-control sometimes." She puts a hand on his arm which he jumps a bit from and you can't help snort laughing but she ignores you. "Besides, would it be wise to let a lady as drunk and easily dressed as me wander the streets alone? I will need someone big and strong to protect me and keep me comfort." "Uhm, well I…" Spike scratches his chin and you have difficulties keeping yourself from spurting out laughing. "There you are, I've been looking for you all evening." Shining Armor came up to you and saw Spike as well. "Hey Spike, I thought you said you had a girlfriend. Why are you courting up this lady as well?" "Oh we were just- just having a little chat," Berry answered. "I mean, who would ever let such a handsome, scaled man be all alone with *hick* oops, pardon me, be all alone in a place like this?" "Right," Shining says skeptically. "Well I'm just gonna lend the third party here, you two go on talking." Spike sends you both a desperate look as Shining drags you off and leaves him alone with the tipsy lady. "You don't think we should, I don't know, help him out?" "Who, Spike? Nah, he'll be fine. Now, it's time for the big thing I planned for you. Just out of curiosity, how has the party been so far?" "Oh, it's been awesome. Lots of drinking with friends, sexy pole dancers, loud music, sharing stuff you normally wouldn't even dare talking about and hilarious situation we'll laugh about in the future. Truly, this is a night to remember, wait, how late is it?" "Great to hear you're enjoying yourself," he says, ignoring your question. "I must admit I did plan this more out of my wishes for how I wanted my party to be so I just wanted to know if I was too inconsiderate in case of what you imagined it." You hold up a hand. "Trust me Shining, you have done an awesome job with this evening so far." "Good, since this next part was something that I almost regret not doing when I had the chance. I won't have a part in it so I hope you'll enjoy it for both of us." You reach the door to the back room and he guides you through it. "Ehm, okay, I'll try." You enter a wide corridor, almost like a waiting room with no chairs, with rooms hidden behind curtain doors. Just as outside, a bodyguard stands by the only way with a real door. "Hi there," Shining says very buddylike to the big fellow. "My friend here is held off for a private session with The Bad Girl. In which room is it?" The man doesn't answer but instead opens a small shutter. "Hey, double S, do you have an appointment now?" You hear multiple female voices from the door and assume it's the changing room. "Yeah," a voice responds. "Just give me a sec, I'll be right there." He nicks and closes it again. "Go into that one," the guy points out a room with shimmering purple curtains. "Just remember you better not try anything cause it won't be pretty if you do." "Okay then," Shining says and almost pushes you into the room. It was dimly lit with one chair and a wall mirror. "Enjoy the lap dance buddy." With that, Shining disappears. You sit down and suddenly your brain process what's going on. "Oh goddess," you think to yourself. "Shinning has ordered a stripper to give me a private dance." You partly want to leave, you weren't quite as sure about strippers as you had been with the Mother Test, though thinking back to what Shining had said about this being one of his wishes too made you reconsider."I should at least see how it turns out before frowning at it," you think. "Why hello there." You turn around in your chair. A unicorn with red and yellow striped hair with slight curls stands in the doorway, eyeing you up. She was wearing a tight looking dress that ended in a jagged skirt which barely reached past her hips. "I heard someone here is into bad girls? Because I'm as bad as they come." You lean back in your chair, you could certainly deal with this. "Well you clearly picked a very naughty outfit." You feel you could have come up with something better hadn't it been for the booze in your system. "Oh trust me, I can get way naughtier than this dress." She walks over to you with a heavy sway in her hips, grabs the arm rests and leans in close on you. "Name's Sunset Shimmer but tonight will be your guilty pleasure." She notices your low stare and smirks. "You like my breasts, huh? Why don't you feel how soft they really are?" She takes your hands as you hesitate and places them on her chest. You have to admit she has very plush breasts, the thin fire-dress didn't leave much to the imagination. Sunset gives you a satisfied sigh and lifts her arms above her head. "Mmh, You royal guards do have such firm grips." You let out a chuckle. "I'm not a guard at all." "Oh? I assumed you were, what with how the Prince kept talking about needing to find just the right girl, no exceptions." "The Prince?" Your mind is swimming in the low thumping of the distant music, liquor, and Sunset's body. "You mean Shining Armor?" "Yes him." She sits down on your lap facing you and moves your hands to her waist instead. "It's not often you see a former Captain turned Prince show up at a local strip club. I had guessed you were a long time friend of his before he got married into royalty. After all, he went to such great lengths to set this bachelor party up for you." "That he did." You try being a bit risky and slide your hands into her lower back. "I'm actually surprised he was so willing to host this seeing how I'm marrying his sister." "His sister?" Sunset paused a moment. "Ah yes, his sister is Twilight Sparkle right? The Apprentice of Celestia and holder of the Element of Magic." "That's her," you say. "The most wonderful woman I will ever meet." Sunset strokes her finger under your chin as she looked you in the eyes. "I bet your father was pleased to see such an eye pleasing girl to be marrying her son." "He would have been if he was around to see this day" you say with a sigh. "A Mother's Test then? Well you must have done quite the impression on Twilight's mother." She trails an elegant finger up the back of your horn, sending a shiver through you. "I bet she wasn't half as naughty as I am," she adds with a giggle. "I think you underestimate just how naughty Velvet could be." "Ooo. Tired a big, strong man like you out, did she?" Sunset asked as she ran her hand up and down your chest. "She did put me through the rounds, and the others weren't easy either." Her strong yet sweet perfume was intoxicating and slurred your mind even more. Sunset had paused in her swaying for a moment. "I'm sorry, I'm not quite sure I understand." You struggle to get your thoughts together to answer her question. "I had to prove myself to three motherly figures in order to get to be married." She smiles as if you said something funny. "You're just pulling my leg, I'm the bad one remember? I mean, who would be so paranoid about approval that they set up a triple Mother Test?" She chuckles and you can't help but laugh a little too. "That's Twilight for you. Only she would believe in a tradition in that proving one's ability to make love to a mother that she would add her other motherly figures she had growing up to the test. Like her sitter, Cadance." "Cadance? Princess Cadance?" She laughs a rolling laughter, a bit sinister you think. "You're trying to convince me that you slept with the goddess of love and passed?" "Yeah, I did." Sunset stared into your eyes as you tried to look back into hers. It was kind of difficult as the room seemed to be spinning a bit. Finally she spoke up. "You're serious aren't you? You succeeded in pleasing the goddess of love?" This clearly tipped her out of her role. "Yeah, I passed it. Wasn't nearly as hard as Celestia's trial though." "Celestia?" Sunset's voice squeaked a bit as she said the name. She attempted to clear her throat and continued. "You fucked Princess Celestia? The unpleasurable goddess? And she gave her approval to you?" "Ehm, yeah. I mean, it was a very difficult part of the test but I knew I had to do it for Twilight's sake." There was a long pause of silence between you with only the noise of the beat coming from the bar. Finally Sunset goes off your lap. "I think I need a drink. Do you need a drink? I think we both could use a drink." She reaches for a bottle and two glasses stand on a short table. In a haze you manage to piece together this might not be the best place to talk about boning the Sun, she already had a reputation on her for being lustful. You want to say something to the stripper but you notice she's frozen with the bottle in one hand and a glass in the other, seemingly locked in thoughts as she stares into nothing. Was it really that big of a surprise? "Uhm, Sunset?" you ask, fumbling a bit with her name. "Sunset, you okay?" She shakes her head and looks at you. "Y-yes, I just … had a thought." She puts the glass down. "Look, I probably shouldn't have blurted out with this to you, I'm-" Sunset puts a finger to your lips. "It's okay, it's very okay in fact. You know, I tend to get some amateur sometimes." She puts the bottle in between her cleavage and pushes it into her dress so only the neck peaks up. "People that think they're all that and know how to satisfy a woman but they don't." You cough discretely. "Oh, really?" She nods and sits across your lap again, trailing a finger around the cork on the bottle. "I had a royal guard not too long ago, they so rarely get any time to let off so they so easily to just- ah!" You catch a short glimpse of magic before the cork pops off and sprays wine on both of you. "Oops, I'm so sorry, I got a bit carried away." You want to point out you saw her doing it on purpose but the words stops in your throat. Sunset was licking the bottleneck clean for the spilled wine in a very sensual way, being thorough with the opening. She went on to taking the drops on her chest, folding her arms beneath her bust to push it up to lick them as well. A red heat rises in your face and a clear feeling of arousement starts showing in your crotch. "You got some on your face as well. Here, let me." She runs her tongue along your cheek until she gets to your ear. "Do you want to show me your goddess slayer?" she whispers. "I really shouldn't, I feel it it would be cheating and the wedding-" "Listen pretty boy," she suddenly says sharp. "I have had some lousy customers today so if you think you can come in here and boast about sticking it to the princess without being asked for a quality check, you're wrong. Besides," she places a hand on your bulge. "You're already showing an interest in me. You don't think your sweetheart would have sent you here to not to enjoy yourself?" You give it some thought, she did make some sense, or it could be the alcohol speaking. "You really are a bad girl, aren't you?" A devious grin spreads across her lips. "Oh yes, worse than Nightmare Moon herself." She reaches into her dress and flicks a zipper up from it, hinting to you to pull it down. You lean forward and grab it with your teeth, slowly pulling it down to her stomach and freeing her breasts from the tight dress. Her nipples was covered by small pallets with a fire emblem on each. She puts the bottle back on the table with her magic as she strokes her chest gently, following her own sizable curves and smiling teasingly to you. She brings you closer for a deep and passionate kiss, her eager tongue rummaging around in your mouth with surprising ease. She pushes her body closer to yours, pressing her chest against yours so you feel the small plastic circles through your shirt. At first you feel a bit split, trying to decide if you really should do this but you finally give in to her overpowering talent in French kissing. She keeps you locked for what feels like minutes until she finally breaks off. "Mmh, you certainly know how to kiss a girl," she remarks and shifts her position a bit. "There's something poking me, it feels pretty big and hard… oh, it's you." She looks down. "I think it's time to let it out." She scoots off and gets on her knees in front of you, starting to unbuckle your pants with trained precision. Pulling down your pants and underwear in one go, your dick springs up to meet its releaser. She 'Ooh's at your stiff tool, gently wrapping her fingers around your shaft and feeling it as she rubs you easily. A small groan escapes you as her other hand gets busy with caressing your sack, gently massaging your stones and hardening you even more. Sunset giggles. "I have to say you have a pretty well shaped cock, fairly good length and a good girth. I bet you're great in the sack too." You look away in embarrassment which she seems to notice. "What, aren't you used to girls talking about your equipment so fondly?" "I'm not used to anyone talking about my penis in any way." She smiles at you and sits up more properly. "You might have to, if I say it looks great then your coming wife must love it, I'm almost jealous. How often do you do it?" "Ehm, very little," you say bothered. "Never, to be specific." "Oh? Well, she's in for a real surprise when you give it to her. Ready for the real fun to start?" Not waiting for an answer, she puts her chest up and engulfs your member with her tender melons. She removes her pallets and with her hands pressing her bust together, she starts to pull them up and down your length and seemingly toy with it a little. She breathes warm air on your cockhead before sticking her tongue out, licks the back of your tip and let it rest on her wet tongue. Your mind seems to blank out, not because of bliss even though the tease so far was very pleasing, but the combination of alcohol, faint, pounding music and pleasure just wiped any thoughts out of your head as you just observe. Without even thinking of what you were doing, your hand reaches forward to grope Sunset's chest but instead you find her horn. She coos pleased as your hand follows the spiral on her horn to the base of her head. "Starting by teasing my horn? Not a usual beginning but I like it when customers get inventive." "I just thought I would start slow," you say half dazed, your fingers keeps dancing along her horn. "I don't want to be too forward." "I'm a [i]stripper[i/], I'm used to a bit of rough treatment. Beside, if you you don't take control, you'll get eaten, like this," she bows her head and puts her lips around your head. You can't help but let out a small grunt as she starts sucking the sensitive tip of your dick, coating it with saliva as she runs her tongue around it. She certainly seemed to know her trade, her gentle yet firm teasing left you wanting more and it seemed your body agreed. Her horn was warmer now, a sign that either it had cast several spells in a row or that the owner was getting heated themselves. As your hand goes down her cheek and towards her breasts, you wonder if you should try taking control but your body seemed to be doing a better job than you as drunk as you are. Cupping her boobs, she gives you a daring look as if to challenge you upon which you agree as your hands start working her tits. "Mmmh yes," she sighs as your hands rub her stiffening nipples. "You really know how to court a woman." "I have just begun," you say with a slight smirk. "Just wait until I really get into it." "Ooh, I can't take it anymore, I want your big, rigid cock inside me." She stood up and took off the rest of her clothes, only her thong remained. She turns around and goes to sit on your lap with her legs on either side of yours and her back to you. "Get ready for a wicked ride, I'm going to take reverse cowgirl sty-oh!" Not wanting her to jump on your erection just yet, you pull her closer. Your grip however was a bit high, on her chest to be exact. You want to say something but her strong scent cleans your head of any thought of what you were going to say as it seems to leak out of your head like water in a bathtub. You instead let your lips touch her neck while your hands begin to lift, feel and explore her nice curves. "Oh, you want to play a little more? Normally people just want to get to the fucking but if you want to keep teasing me, then by all means." "Mmhm," you hum into her neck. "You like feeling my fun bags, don't you? You like feeling it spilling between your fingers? I bet you love my big butt pressing into your lap." She rubs her rear in your lap as to mark the point. "You probably want to slap me, call me a bad girl and take full control of my bod-aah!" You jump slightly by her surprised tone before noticing the cause, namely that one of your hands has drifted down Sunset's front and found its way to her private chamber. You feel it pressing the thin, barely covering cloth as your fingers rub up and down her slit. Your other hand keeps working on one of her boobs as it massages her eagerly. She squirms a little and comes with a cute yelp as your thumb begins rolling over where her clit is. You continue to trail kisses down her neck as you keep playing with her breast and rubbing her nether region. "Oh my, what sneaky hands you have," she says, her breath quickening. "You're really know how to get a girl's heart racing." You say nothing but keep kissing her neck, smelling her overwhelming perfume as your hands keep working on her sensitive spots. The fabric under your fingers starts to get a moist texture so you peel it away and slide two fingers into her damp hole. She moans as you begin stimulating her sex with steady pumping motions while your other hand rolls her perky nipple between the index finger and thumb, pulling easily from time to time. Her pussy grows wet quickly and her sighs of pleasure seem to get more needy and impatient for something more. You remove your fingers from her hole for a second for her to see how wet she'd gotten. Holding your glistening fingers in front of her, she puts them in her mouth and sucks her own pre-juices off your hand with a satisfied moan. After having cleaned your fingers, she releases them with a small gasp and you return to plunge your fingers into her soaked entrance. "Mmh, normally I say this to please the customer but, oh yes, you're really great at this." She puts her hands over yours. "I can't wait any longer, I want your cock and I want it now." You finally decide to give in to her demand and remove your hand from her crotch, allowing her to proceed with what she wants. You just sit back as she pushes your stiff penis against her wet vagina, the warmth of her sex seemingly inviting you in. She sits down again, taking in your length while giving you a light, loving moan. She feels incredibly tight compared to Celestia and you wonder how she's managed to stay so tight. Her wet pre-juices helps lubing her entry as you dive deeper into her treasure trove until just a few inches remain. She holds a wet, firm grip of your manhood with her sex as she seems to simply take in the feeling of you inside her. It only takes a second for her as she lifts herself back up so that only your cock head was left inside before she sat down again, faster this time. She moans in delight as she slides back down your shaft. With a growing eagerness, Sunset starts to bounce on your lap, taking most of your member into her tight snatch. You can't deny the incredible lust that begins to build up in you as the skilled light orange woman moans joyfully, yet not sounding satisfied. Your hands start traveling along the stripper's luscious body, feeling her increasing body heat as they went from her thighs and along her sides before finding their way back to her fun bags. "Ooh yes," Sunset moans as you take a hold of her breasts and start to rub her hardened nipples. "I can see why the goddess approved of you, aah, such girth and size, I'm almost jealous of Twilight." You only give her a grunt as your hips start moving with her, meeting her as she would sit down and driving your stiff rod all the way in. She gasps in shock and surprise at your sudden deep thrust but she doesn't stop, she even seems to go faster. You keep thrusting your pelvis up, slapping against her rear as you pinch her nips harder and making her groan loudly. You worry a little for her raising moans and panting and if someone might stick their head in to see what was going on but seeing how she had you pinned to the chair as she rutted you, you could do nothing but do as she wanted for now. You feel your head start spinning from the blood rushing through your ears, the alcohol and Sunset's heated body pressing against yours along with her pleasured panting. Her hands, gripping your knees for support, tighten as your hips increase the thrusting and making sharper smacks as your bodies meet. The trembling feeling in your groin grows stronger and you know you won't hold out much longer. Sunset's excited howls of blissful pleasure seemed to come to a peak as well as her tight slit twitches around your cock. "I'm safe," she manages to call out. "Just give it to me, all strippers have a safety spell! Oh yes, I'm getting close too, very close! Come on big boy, come with me! Oh yes, yes, YEES!" You give in to your body's wishes and let it all flow with a relieved groan. With a last thrust, your drive yourself deep inside her as you pump out your white goo which hits the magical safety and repels back. Sunset screams at the top of her lungs and arches back as she feels your hot seeds splash into her entrance which throws her into her own orgasm. Her hot juices mix with yours and run down your shaft and into a small dribble on the seat of the chair. You grow limp after the blissful release and you merely sit back with no clear thought in your head and heavy eyelids. You didn't realize how pent up you'd gotten with all the preparation for the upcoming day but now your mind was problem free. Sunset merely sighs, almost sounding like a purring cat as she carefully pulls you out. She gets on her knees again and starts sucking your semi-hard member, licking it clean of your filthy juices and sucking the last bit of cum out of you. "Mmmh, you really have a big finish. If your soon-to-be-wife is half the woman I am, you're gonna have a busy honeymoon." She stands up and seems to bend over extra to show you the aftermath of your doing but your tired eyes barely register it. "She's more woman than any women," you mumble, tired and about to go into a drunken sleep. "I would give her the world if I could." Sunset sends you a smile over the shoulder as she puts her dress on again. "You're a real sweetheart, I can tell. I hope you enjoyed your bachelor party, the goddess knows I sure did." Your concentration on staying awake slips and your vision fades into a blur before it all goes dark. You feel something touch your cheek before what you assume is your friends taking you between them and guiding you out. All things considered, you declare to yourself that this was one of the best nights in your life. The End of Chapter 7