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[complete] The Last Unicorn

Postby Lily Flannery » Tue Oct 27, 2015 7:43 pm

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She was beautiful--the type of beauty that haunted your dreams by night and by day infiltrated your thoughts like an uninvited threadbomb. Her coat was tawny velvet over supple curves, sexy and strong but not too strong because that wasn't sexy. Her hair rippled like the finest silk in the cold night air, its soft waves filled with the scent of delicate floral hues and unmistakable femininity. Beneath sprays of dark lashes, her sparkling hazel eyes gazed out into the night, a radiant green mixed with dusky fire, the same fire that fueled the tempestuous young filly's heart as she galloped faster and faster away from the party and into the surrounding woods.

It wasn't fair! Lily had come to the party because she heard Conall was going to be there, and she had looked soooo freaking hot in her sexy unicorn costume. There was no way Conall or any other man could resist her. As if to prove this, a small army of nameless hot men and creepers were literally all over her at the party and trying to win her affections, but she hadn't been interested in them. None of those boys could handle a freak in the sheets such as herself.

It had still been early in the night when she spotted that flimsy skank Rue talking to three hot guys at once, and Lily immediately flew into an inward seething rage at the very principle of it. Lily had positioned herself in Rue's general vicinity and had been making veiled, snide comments about her. Infuriatingly Rue appeared to be too drunk to notice her wit, which had agitated LIly even more because clearly this was some secret plan to make Lily look like an asshole. Pissed the hell off, she had downed her drink only to discover that it had been spiked with a potion that made her turn into her costume, and suddenly there she was--the most stunningly gorgeous little brown unicorn the world had ever seen, wasted on this stupid party full of skanks and girly men and NO CONALL. >:C

Tossing her mane with a furious squeal, Lily flipped a table at Rue and charged out of the party and into the woods. It wasn't fair! She hadn't even seen Conall or his magnificent package!

When she finally made it to the woods, she was out of breath and suddenly realized how dark and scary it all was, especially for such a juicy morsel such as herself. A nearby twig snapped, and she shuddered, tilting her head towards the sound with an inquisitive whinny. Surrounded by black, towering trees on all sides, her chest heaved, her tail swished alluringly over her most sensitive parts, and beauty radiated off her in superlatives.

#Conily
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Re: The Last Unicorn

Postby Conall Macmillan » Fri Oct 30, 2015 1:33 pm



Blissfully unaware that his presence had been missed, Conall had actually arrived pretty late and ended up in the basement, gawking and marvelling at the frankly stunning array of torture/sex equipment on display. There were a few things in there even he wasn't sure about the intended use of. The only thing he could find to complain about, however - other than it being owned by Shazad's alien-faced midget of a roommate and not someone he'd actually consider fucking - was that there weren't nearly enough mirrors.

Tearing himself away at last, he'd glanced out of the glass doors at the dimly-lit lands beyond the manorhouse on his way back to the party, and couldn't resist. Life in the Mews was stifling, and he didn't often get to run free. Excusing himself from his company, Conall snuck out and changed into his animagus form, racing around the lawn a few times before slowing to a halt in the shadows to observe a short, fat little brown unicorn galloping into the trees.

Curious, he followed at a trot, and from what he could see, she made a pretty hilarious picture. He let out a snort of amusement as he appeared in her eyeline, oblivious to the superlatives that were supposed to be making him fall in love with her.

Fortunately, some horny asshole of a ghost had Lily's back, because no sooner had he considered how little interest he had in her dumpy silhouette, then he felt a strange sensation take hold of him. A kind of urgency began to grow, first in his stomach, and then...horizontally. By a lot. Conall approached her with a ~seductive whicker.
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Re: The Last Unicorn

Postby Lily Flannery » Sat Oct 31, 2015 2:08 pm

A frisson trembled up her spine at the sound of his sexy whicker. Lily rounded on the other horse with a toss of her mane as if to say hay you, I know you're big and buff and sexy, but I'm not that kind of first night filly.

But then, another strange, ghostly sensation filled her--cold at first then filling her body with heat and flowing lateral juices. Secretly, she was relieved at be able to skip straight through the courtship song and dance and go straight to the sex part. Oozing with equine sex appeal, her curves limned in silvery moonlight, she invited him in with a tremulous little nicker and her gaze softened to heavy-lidded languor. Looking at the tall, dark stranger from over her shoulder, a sphinxish smile curled her lips and she seductively swished her tail at him.

Waiting. Waiting. Anytime now.....
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Re: The Last Unicorn

Postby Conall Macmillan » Fri Nov 06, 2015 3:07 pm

The look she gave him was a lot like this because, as it turned out, sphinxish smiles weren't really in the equine repertoire. Conall didn't care though; in his current state, any hole was a goal, and at least he wouldn't have to look at her O-face.

She stood there like a table waiting to be mounted. His massive, throbbing horse cock swung pendulously between his hind legs as he closed the distance between them, carefully shifting into position above her. He didn't even have to rear up like he would with another horse; she was so short that she fitted neatly underneath his torso, and he chewed gently on her ear as he lined up their parts.

The other really great thing about being a horse: no foreplay.
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Re: The Last Unicorn

Postby Lily Flannery » Mon Nov 09, 2015 12:17 pm

She felt his throbbing horsehood press against her trembling horse-treasure and nickered smokily. Her nipples pebbled and swayed seductively as she rocked slightly against him, waiting for him to do all the work.
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Re: The Last Unicorn

Postby Conall Macmillan » Wed Nov 25, 2015 12:05 pm

The tip of her horn poked him in the chest as he shifted and slipped against her, snorting with frustration as he struggled to aim his pulsing horsemeat on account of it being like, two feet long. When his tip finally slid into her moist core, a shudder ran through him and he rammed himself home with little regard for her comfort.
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Re: The Last Unicorn

Postby Lily Flannery » Fri Nov 27, 2015 4:52 pm

She moaned breathily and took him in like a pro, but one with a really tight veejay. She was like Venus, like Aphrodite, like Xochiquetzal, like Freya, like Qandisa, like Ishtar, like every single goddess of love and lust that one could find in a twenty second search on Wikipedia. With a toss of her mane, its hair brushing silkily against his chiseled muscles, she did what she was born to do. Her hips rolled sensuously against him, and she tightened.
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Re: The Last Unicorn

Postby Conall Macmillan » Wed Dec 02, 2015 2:59 pm

For a heart-stopping minute, it was like sticking his dick in a Chinese finger trap, the paunchy little unicorn clamping down on him and eliciting a series of deep snorts as if he was some kind of equine dirty caller. He was able to pull out again though, because otherwise this would be a different kind of scene altogether and you can't wank to sexual misfortune, and he quickly fell into a rhythm. His furry orbs of horse gravy slapped against her back end as he pounded into her, oblivious to her godly credentials but occasionally getting a mouthful of inexplicably silky mane. Conall wondered what conditioner she used.
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Re: The Last Unicorn

Postby Lily Flannery » Wed Dec 02, 2015 7:59 pm

Her conditioner was totally fab and smelled like the essence of femininity--flowers and herbs and pebbled nipples if they have a smell, laced with a faint barnyard musk.

"Oh... oh.... oh... oh... so good...," she keened softly* as she lifted one of her front hooves and stroked her knee against his leg, her horn scratching lightly over his pecs. Shockwaves of pleasure shot through her body with his every thrust of his equine battering ram, every slap of his balls against her quivering horsebud, every something something sexy (idk i just really wanted to make a tricolon). Her silken pony love walls pulsated bikram-yoga heat around him as she rocked against him at a rhythm that screamed MOAARRRRRRR.


*dude, look at the comment on that video lmao
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Re: The Last Unicorn

Postby Conall Macmillan » Wed Feb 03, 2016 12:29 pm

If it hadn't been for the fact that she was making sounds, it would've been quite possible to mistake that bewitching tightness for early onset rigor mortis - a fact that Conhorse fretted over for about a tenth of a second before his dick reminded him he was supposed to be enjoying this and, being a big, dumb mammal, he acquiesced.

Contorting the position, he leaned down and sunk his teeth into the back of her neck, slamming his monstrous spunktrumpet into her over and over in a way that probably faceplanted her against the tree in front of them, as shudders of building heat rocketed through his body.
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Re: The Last Unicorn

Postby Lily Flannery » Sat Feb 06, 2016 10:23 pm

Thankfully for her face, Lily's horn buried into the tree in her second favorite type of spitroast. Like a tea kettle finally reaching its limit, her moaning crescendoed into a keening neigh of pleasure, and she shattered on him in sensuous, undulating spasms, her molten pony love sleeve trapping him inside her because this bitch knows her Kegels.
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Re: The Last Unicorn

Postby Conall Macmillan » Mon Feb 15, 2016 10:18 pm

With her horn now steadying her against the tree – which only classed as Conall’s fourth favourite spitroast, mostly because he wasn’t the one being roasted – he pounded her like a jackhammer. Naturally, she enjoyed the hell out of it since there’s no such thing as internal trauma in fantasy sex, and soon enough her mad Kegels skills tipped him over the edge. He throbbed inside her, absently thinking how much better this was with something in his butt, and filled her with his hot, salty love juices.

Of course, at the moment of peak regret, the ghost decided to fuck off. Conall surveyed the situation and concluded that now he’d gotten his rocks off, the unicorn once again had the appeal of a cold, half-drunk pumpkin spice latte.

But damn, she was tighter than an epileptic with lockjaw.

Despite that, he slid out of her with little difficulty, given that his pony peen now resembled a used sock – limp, moist, and deflated – and gradually became aware that the silence around them wasn’t the regular sort of silence signaling the absence of life, but the more concentrated variety that occurs when several people have just witnessed something they’re way too embarrassed to have shared with one another.

Conall side-eyed the small group of party guests and tossed his head with a derisive snort that seemed to say, don’t pretend you’re not going to go home and jerk it to this.
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Re: The Last Unicorn

Postby Lily Flannery » Tue Feb 16, 2016 11:44 pm

Lily's ghost had worn off ages ago LOLOLOLOL.

With a shudder, the svelte young filly upsucked the last of his ponyspunk. A soft, seductive nicker curled out of her as she reveled in the afterglow, and she was already plotting the course to their eventual OTP marriage when she noticed the eerie silence all around them. She tried to turn around to look only to jerk to a stop with an indignant snort as her horn held her against the tree.
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Re: The Last Unicorn

Postby Conall Macmillan » Fri Feb 26, 2016 12:33 am

With a prolonged huff that might've sounded a little like trolololol, Conall turned and trotted through the crowd, leaving the unicorn pinned to the tree like a butterfly in an entomologist's collection.
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Re: The Last Unicorn

Postby Lily Flannery » Sun Mar 06, 2016 3:45 pm

OMIGOD. WHAT AN ASSHOLE!

Lily snorted her befuddlement and anger as she tried to dislodge herself from the tree. It took two or three good tries until she yanked herself free, hooves staggering in the grass as she steadied herself. Her gaze locked on the retreating black horse and narrowed dangerously. For a moment, she considered chasing him down and running him through with her horn, but then she glanced over the crowd of onlookers. Angling her chin high, her eyelids drooped to half-mast, she snuffled and trotted away in the other direction, her mane sweeping dramatically around her in the most outrageous horsey hair flip.
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