Big Mac's Rainbow Party

The room erupted in chaos. Applejack was yelling at Pinkie for sticking her nose into Fluttershy’s business, Rarity was yelling at Trixie for saying the Pinkie had gone nuts, and Rainbow Dash was just yelling to the room in general. As the noise reached its peak, a sudden BANG caused everyone to jump to attention. They turned to see Twilight on her feet, with the last few sparks of a magic flashbang cascading from the tip of her horn.

“Everypony… shut up.” She turned to Flutershy, who was in the process of trying to make herself as small as possible in the corner. “Fluttershy. Big Mac is your boyfriend. This is your problem. I want to hear what you have to say about this.”

Fluttershy’s eyes darted away from Twilight’s as she played with the hem of her sweater. She mumbled something that only she could hear.

“Fluttershy,” Twilight began, more forcefully this time.

“I want your help!” The sudden outburst almost caught in Fluttershy’s throat, but she pushed on. She had to be strong. “I… I want to show Macintosh how much… how much I love him… And I can’t the way I am now. Please!” Tears were welling up in her eyes at this point. “Please, help me show him…”

Twilight crossed the room and put an arm around Fluttershy’s shoulders. “Sweetheart, I’m sure he knows. You don’t have to prove anything to him.”

“I want to prove it to myself.” Fluttershy’s tear-filled cyan eyes met with Twilight’s sharp purple eyes. “I need to do this… for me.”

“Even if I was fine with this, which I’m not, what about Macintosh? I doubt he’ll be fine with this situation.”

Pinkie coughed. “Actually…”

The door opened behind Twilight, and Big Mac walked into the room. He moved surprisingly quietly for such a large man.

“Fluttershy and I already asked him. He said he’s fine with it if I can convince you girls to go for it. He says he’ll do anything to help Fluttershy. Right Mac?”

“Eeyup.”

“Alright then.” Pinkie turned to her dresser, and pulled her impressive collection of brightly colored lipsticks from a drawer. She pulled out the richest shade of crimson she could find and applied it to her puckered lips. “I’ll go first.”

Rainbow Dash jumped up from her seat. “Waitwaitwait. We’re really doing this? Really?” Everyone gave an awkward half-nod. She turned to Applejack. “You’re seriously okay with this?”

Applejack was, in fact, rather uncomfortable in this situation, but she could see how much it meant to her brother and Fluttershy, so she was determined to see this through. She put her arm around Dash’s slim shoulders. “It’s fine, just relax.”

“But-“

“You don’t have to watch if you don’t wanna.”

Dash pulled away from AJ with a pout, and plopped into a chair in the corner.

“Alright then,” Pinkie chimed in, “let’s get started!” She flopped onto the floor and reached under her bed, digging around slightly before she found what she was looking for. She pulled out a large wooden chest with the words ‘PINKIE’S BANG BOX’ written on the lid, and with a flourish, opened it. Inside was the most diverse arrangement of sex toys any of the girls had ever seen. There were large dildos, small dildos, colorful ones, realistic ones, stap-ons, whips, clamps, chains, a taser, and something that looked like a drill with a green dildo attached on the end. She tossed aside a few small bullet vibrators and butt plugs that peppered the top layer, and stuck her arm in up to her elbow to root around for something. “I know it’s around here somewhere… hold on… AHA!”

She yanked her arm out of the box, pulling something along with her, which spilled even more of the contents of the chest onto the floor. She had a satisfied grin on her face as she held her prize above her head for all to see. It was a two-foot long, pink, floppy, double-ended dildo. Pinkie glanced at Twilight. “Hey Twilie, remember this thing? From the sleepover?”

Twilight gasped, turned bright red, and buried her face in her hands.

“Geeze, Twilie, no need to get so embarrassed. You and Trixie can borrow it if you want.”

Trixie shot up from her seat. “Hold on, how does everypony seem to know about myself and Twilight?”

The other girls gave each other confused looks. “Well… it’s sorta obvious,” Pinkie explained, “isn’t it?”

“The two of you do spend a lot of time together, darling.” Added Rarity.

“Yeah, and you always give Twilie those ‘fuck me’ eyes when you think nopony is looking.”

“And one time I flew by the library and head Twilight screaming your name.”

“Well, the two of you seem so close… I think it’s so romantic…”

“It’s obvious you’re together, sugarcube. Why act like you aren’t?”

“Eeyup.”

Trixie sat back down, stunned by the revelation that her private life was so… obvious.

“Anyways, back to this!” Pinkie held out the dildo towards Fluttershy, making it wobble as she did. “Now the thing you gotta worry about most when giving head is choking on it. Big Mac is… well, big, so it’s gonna be tough to get a lot of that man-meat in your mouth.” She gave Fluttershy a conspiratorial wink. “But I just happen to be a pro cocksucker. Watch and be amazed.”

She then tilted her head back, opened her mouth as wide as she could, and inserted one end of the dildo into her mouth. She slowly fed the length of the dildo down her throat, bit by bit, relishing in the wide-eyed looks she was getting from her friends. Her throat visibly bulged as she worked the head of the dildo down her neck and towards her stomach. She pushed it as far as she could, working it downwards until she felt it hit the bottom of her stomach. She released the other end and let it flop around while it hung out of her mouth. She took a small bow, hoping for applause but getting none. Somewhat annoyed, she grasped the free end of the dildo and quickly whipped it out of her mouth, never once gagging on it.

She took a quick gasp for air as she tossed the slick toy into a corner of the room. “Ta-daaaa!”

“That was…” Applajack mumbled, dumbfounded. “That was actually impressive.”

“Pssh, that’s nothing. One time I swallowed a vibrator and pooped it out.”

“You do… wash these things, right?”

“Yes, Applejack. I’m a pervert, not a barbarian.”

Fluttershy was still staring at Pinkie, wide eyes full of wonder. “How did you do that? It was amazing!”

“Lots of practice Flutters. But the secret… is all in relaxation.”

“Relaxation?”

“Yup. You gotta relaxe your jaw and your throat if you wanna fit something that big down to your tummy. If you tense up you’re just gonna choke!” She put an arm around Fluttershy’s shoulders and grasped her jaw with her free hand. “Plus, you gotta have the right angle.” She tilted Fluttershy’s head upwards. “You gotta make your throat a straight line, so he’ll fit.”

Still being held by Pinkie, Fluttershy mumbled out “I think I understand…”

“Well, showing is always better than telling.” She released her grip on the Pegasus and turned to Big Mac. “Mac, your pants, if you please.”

Macintosh nodded compliance, and pulled his worn jeans down his legs. He wasn’t wearing any underwear, so his half-formed erection sprang free of the confines of his jeans. He kicked off the jeans and stood calmly, his penis slowly becoming more erect. Rainbow Dash covered her eyes and Twilight gasped at the sight. Mac’s nickname was more fitting than many people realized. His penis, when fully erect, was a solid nine inches long, with an impressive girth to match.

Pinkie whistled appreciatively at the sight, and without further notice, pulled her t-shirt over her head, revealing that she wasn’t wearing a bra. She had her shorts halfway down her plump legs before anypony objected.

“Why are you getting naked?” Asked Twilight.

“Why not? Don’t make this weird, Twilie.” Pinkie kicked her shorts away, and stood proudly nude in the room. Pinkie wasn’t a skinny girl by any means, but she had an alluring shape. The extra weight on her bones gave her an attractively womanly figure that seemed to drive most men (and women) in Ponyville wild. And she didn’t care about her weight. She wasn’t the type of girl to have body issues.

“Now then, pay attention Flutters. In order to swallow a monster this big, yer gonna need the right angle. This is the easiest way to get it.” She kneeled down in front of Big Mac and grasped his erection in her hand. She brought it to her mouth, and swallowed the whole member at once. Mac’s height meant that Pinkie had to bend his penis downwards while looking up, thereby making her throat a straight line. “Yoo shee? Like dish.” She pointed excitedly at her mouth forming a tight ring around the root of Mac’s penis.

She pulled her head back, letting the penis flop out of her mouth. “Once you get the hang of it, it’s really easy. But you gotta relax, and go slowly at first. Otherwise, you’ll choke to death!” She giggled at her little joke before turning back to Big Mac. “You ready for more, big boy?”

“Eeyup.”

Pinkie took hold of Macintosh’s penis and swallowed it once more, slamming it into the back of her throat. Without any build up or even a pause, Pinkie began to roughly face fuck herself on Big Mac’s penis. The force of her head’s movements staggered Macintosh slightly, and he had to put a hand on the bedframe behind him to steady himself from the blows being aimed at his pelvis. Tears were flowing freely down Pinkie’s face, forming black streaks across her cheeks as her mascara flowed in the tears. She soon began to lose strength and had to grab Macintosh by the waist and use her arms to slam him down her throat in order to compensate. Saliva ran down her chin and over her breasts, flying off her chin as she moved and creating a small puddle on the hardwood floor.

The intense blowjob was soon too much for Macintosh, and he grasped Pinkie’s head, grabbing up large chunks of her wild, curly hair. “Pinkie,” she muttered through gritted teeth, “I’m gonna cum.”

Pinkie made a choked noise of consent and redoubled her efforts. The new speed at which she worked caused her to choke slightly as the head of Mac’s penis pushed past her tonsils and down her throat, and the sound of her cheeks hitting his pelvis created a loud smacking noise that rang through the room. The motion suddenly stopped as Mac held Pinkie’s head as far down his penis as he could and grunted loudly, signaling his release. Pinkie sat in contentment and hungrily swallowed his thick semen. After thirty seconds or so he was completely spent, and Pinkie slid off of his penis.

She flopped backwards onto the floor, and laughed as she caught her breath. “And that, ladies, is how you suck cock.” Her face was flushed and streaked with black mascara, her chin and breasts where covered in her own saliva and her lipstick was smeared over her lips. She wiped away some of the saliva from her chin with the back of her hand and smeared the crimson makeup across her cheek.

She took a moment to catch her breath before standing triumphantly. “Now then… who goes next?”

None of the occupants of the room spoke up. “Fine then,” Pinkie muttered before she went back to her makeup collection. She pulled a stick of bright orange from the kit and turned back to the room. “Lucky lady orange will be…” She tossed the lipstick to the girl of her choice, who managed to catch it after a few fumbles. Pinkie grinned devilishly at her choice. “Rarity.”