Retreat

Chapter 4:

Cupcake was the first one out of her room, after a quick freshening in the bathroom. She was greeted by two familiar ponies standing in the foyer of the suite, the cream colored mare had been knocking her hoof on the wall, calling out.

“Hello? Anypony home?”

“Maternity! So glad you and Striker accepted our invitation” Cup said happily, appearing from around the corner.

Deal Striker piped up before his wife could answer, seeming in a much better mood now, a bright smile on his face.

“Are you kidding? We wouldn't miss a chance to catch up with ol' Fancyflanks” He said with a grin, but noticing the blue mare was looking at him, a little lost. He decided it was a good idea to clarify.

“Fancy Pants and I attended the same university in Canterlot. Of course the two most immature ponies would become best friends, we had all kinds of names for each other. I haven't seen him in what... Five years?”

He turned to his wife for confirmation, and she spoke up

“Yes, last time we met was just a little while before I was pregnant with my first, we stayed with him and Fleur in their mansion in Canterlot, Striker was on a similar business trip, we stayed with them for maybe two weeks.”

“Yeah, Fancy and I were pretty crazy back then. Of course, he got boring as he got older” Striker said jokingly with a huge smile.

Just then Fancy Fleur had made their way around the corner to greet very old friends.

“Boring my flank, you little weasel. You've got a lot of gumption coming to my suite after what you tried to pull last time”

Fancy met him with a glare, which he immediately returned. The fur on Cupcake's neck was standing straight up, and she noticed she was holding her breath. But what she didn't notice was the casual looks the two were getting from Fleur and Maternity.

“What I tried to pull? As I recall, you were completely sold on the idea!”

“Well tell me, Strike, what kind of pony would come up with the idea to sneak into her Majesty's Harem? There aren't even any Stallions there we could have blended in with!”

“The same kind of pony who is equally drunk and agrees with the idea!” Striker shot back, his serious face faltering slightly.

The two just glared at each other for about three more seconds before both erupting in laughter. At this point Cup was completely at a loss.

The two stallions moved to each other and embraced in a manly hug, still laughing their flanks off.

The two mares, Maternity and Fleur were unimpressed, and spoke out in unison. “You done?” To their respective partners.

“Ah, not even close to half way, my dear.” Fancy said, as Striker turned his head to see his wife.

“Honey, we're going to need a minute. Would you mind taking my bag to the room for me?”

She just looked at him, picking up their two bags, and responding with the two handles in her teeth

“Oh sure, you take all the time you need to catch up with your coltfriend” She said jokingly, as she trotted off, beckoning to Cupcake and Fleur to follow her.

Fancy and Striker let each other go at the comment, but the earth pony called back to his wife, “We only did it once!” Turning back to his best friend, he finished with a softer voice. “And it was pretty fun” he said wit ha silly look,

“Striker, we were drunk and in college. And there may have been a hot tub in the mix, it's all so fuzzy.”

“Well no wonder you didn't learn anything there! We got drink like, every night. Seriously how lucky are we to have been assigned dorm mates?”

“Very, Lucky Strike”

He loved being called that. Best! Nickname! Ever! The two walked further in to the suite, taking a seat on one of the large plush cushions and catching up with each other, not a care in the world.

Striker noticed that there was in fact a hot tub, and made a mental note that he'd have to get some booze. Well, more than he had in his bag already.

*** *** ***

The three mares were all crowded into one the formerly vacant rooms, all yapping about their stallions.

“I don't get it” Cup started. “Are they always like that?”

Maternity, who was focused on unpacking her bag, casually replied.

“Oh yeah. Trust me, you haven't seen them once they get even an ounce of alcohol in them. They can do some... Entertaining stuff. You heard about the 'Harem incident', so you can imagine what else they can get up to.”

Fleur laughed a little

“I swear, darling. If we hadn't been there to bail them out, they would have been gelded as punishment.”

“Fleur! I thought we agreed never to speak of that again!”

“Oh, what? How we joined the Royal Harem to atone for the stupidity of our stallions?”

“Fleur!” The older mare groaned, cheeks flushed red.

Cupcake was absolutely stunned.

“Y-you two were in the Royal Harem?! What was that like?”

Maternity let out another groan, before Fleur spoke up, cutting her off.

“Oh it was so much fun!”

“Said the mare who is actually bi-sexual. Do you ever consider that some mares aren't comfortable eating other mares out?”

“Oh stop. You survived, didn't you? And you really must admit, no stallion can lick with the know-how a mare can.”

“I beg to differ! My Striking can lick me better than any mare ever could. Not to mention no mare could ever fill me up the way he can.”

Cupcake almost felt like she shouldn't be listening, let alone joining in the conversation, but she was just so curious now that they'd brought it up.

“I've never been with a mare, Carrot and I got married right out of school. Come to think of it, neither of us have ever slept with another pony besides each other...”

This drew a gasp from Fleur

“Darling! Have you only been with the one pony in all your life?”

“W-well... We did grow up in a small town, after all...”

“I think that's very romantic, Cup” Maternity chimed in. “But... Certain other ponies here **A-hem** Fleur and Fancy **A-hem** Are rather hardcore swingers, and will likely try to get you and your Carrot in the bed with them.”

“What are you saying?”

“I'm just saying... If you wanted to protect the exclusivity of your sex life, you should be careful”

Fleur couldn't just stand there and be quiet as this was going on.

“Now you've gone a little far, dear Maternity. And you're one to talk, like that harem incident was the only time you've been with any other pony. Or have you forgotten about the milk pony incident?”

The pregnant mare gasped

“You wouldn't dare hold that over my head! I was in heat and Striker couldn't make it home in time! And I've told him about it anyway. He uh... He actually thought it was hot”

She said, looking at her hooves with a blush.

“A-ha! Who's the swinger couple now, my dear?”

“We aren't swingers! We just uh... Invite a consenting third pony into bed... Sometimes.” Was it possible to blush as hard as this mare?

“And on the subject of bi-sexuality” The high class mare continued. “It's okay to be curious, dear. Aren't you ever curious as to why Striker only invites other stallions into your bed?”

“Hey! I offered to invite a mare once!”

“And?”

“He... Declined...”

“And there you have it. So maybe the fact that your beloved stallion has a little thing for cock will help you see that it's okay to bat for the other team.”

Had this seriously just happened? Cupcake was still trying to wrap her head around it... But she was being distracted by other things. She'd have to have a talk with Carrot later about the whole 'other partner' thing... Maybe he'd- “OW!”

Cupcake felt a stabbing pain in her lower region. The all-too-familliar ovulation pain. Maybe that's why she'd been so horny? She sure picked a bad day to flush her pills. Or a good day, she grinned internally.

“Are you alright dear?” Fleur broke the silence that had fallen.

“She's ovulating.” Maternity brushed it off casually.

“Ovulating? How can you tell?”

“Because, Fleur, unlike lucky mares like yourself, most mares actually feel our egg ripping itself away from our ovaries.” She said simply.

“Oh, right. I am pretty lucky, aren't I?”

*** *** ***

It wasn't long after the other two stallions had settled into their cushions that a fresheded up Mr. Cake finally emerged from his room, and moved into the center seating area to greet the new arrival.

“Well hello there” Striker said as he eyed up the slender yellow stallion. “Who's your friend, Fancy Flanks?”

Fancy brushed over the comment.

“Ah, Carrot. Your wife is helping Maternity Ward settle in. This is her husband, Deal Striker.”

“Pleasure to meet you, Striker.” Carrot said warmly,

“Eh, you can lay off the fancy talk. We're just ponies, aren't we? Say... You wouldn't happen to bake, would you? You certainly look the type.”

The business pony was still checking Carrot out, though he didn't seem to be bothered by it.

“Well, me and my wife run a bakery.”

“You're obviously not from around Manehattan, are you? I'd have heard of you if that were the case. Tell me, would you be interested in making an important business deal? I supply bakers with all sorts of supplies. From pecans to cherries, flour to sugarcane. I have a card around here somewhere...”

“Striker!” Fancy interrupted. “Try not to mix pleasure with business. Or business with friendship, for that matter.”

“Oh please. It'd be unfriendly of me not to do business with Carrot here.” Turning back to the baker “So how bout it? I can get you premium ingredients shipped right to your door for cheap! You'll safe a pretty bit” He winked

“Uhh.. I'm not sure. Usually Cupcake deals with supplies. We live in Ponyville, so a lot of ingredients are grown by local farm ponies.”

“Well shoot. Wow I really do need to get business off the mind. Hey, does that hot tub work?”

The two turned and looked at where his hoof was pointing, at the still shallow tub of water. Fancy was the first to respond.

“Well I assume so.”

“You are aware of what happens when you assume, right?”

“Of course. But can you think of a reason why it wouldn't work?”

“Oh I have no doubts it gets hot and bubbles, but will it help me relax?”

“Only one way to find out.”

Fancy got up, he hadn't been wearing his jacket, or any clothing for that matter and set a hoof into the water to rest on the seat.

“Well, it is pleasantly warm...”

“Hey let me try!” Striker rushed to the edge, and all but jumped in, a miniature tsunami washing over the white unicorn and getting the tile surrounding the tub wet.

The now wet Fancy Pants glared at his friend, who was sighing in relief.

“Haven't been in one of these in ages... Where are the controls? I can tell right now this thing needs the heat turned up.”

Fancy finished lowering himself in, and reached over to the small panel he'd stepped over in doing so. He looked at the dials until he found the one that said 'Temp' and generously turned it up.

The water began to bubble slightly, and built in lights turned red to set the mood.

With Striker on one end, his friend on the other, and Carrot standing between them on the edge, a silence fell over the room. Just the blooping of bubbles. Finally Striker interrupted the awkwardness.

“Well go on then, aren't you getting in?”

“Uhh...”

And the awkwardness came flooding back with a vengeance. Carrot finally broke down and gingerly stepped into the tub, seating himself on the stone bench. Feeling the warm bubbling water relax his muscles he couldn't contain a sigh.

“You said it” Fancy agreed, letting out his own sigh.

Another long silence fell... Until

“Call room service. We need booze”

*** *** ***

“Why in Equestria did your husband only pack three suits, a toothbrush and a jug of moonshine?” Fleur asked in surprise as Maternity finally moved on to unpack her husband's bag.

“The suits make him look good, the toothbrush is for plaque, the moonshine helps his charisma and stamina and doubles as toothpaste for the brush” She said jokingly.

“That's actually really funny.” Cup responded. “You know, Carrot usually has more stamina when he's drunk and we get it on. Then again, so do I” She said, smiling.

Cupcake was really happy with how much they had opened up over the course of about 45 minutes.

“Well, that about does it”

Maternity said, closing the closet door, and pushing the dresser drawer shut.

“But wait, didn't you miss this one?” Fleur asked, pulling out a black bag that was half kicked under the bed.

“Don't worry, I got-” She stopped sentence as she'd opened the flap with her magic to see it was stuffed to the top with dildos, hoof-cuffs, a ball gag, anal beeds, several types of lube and a strap-on. Just to name a few items sitting on top of the clutter.

A very embarrassed Maternity Ward swiped at the floating bag, knocking it onto the bed, causing some of it's contents to spill out for Cupcake to see. She let out a sigh in defeat.

“Well, I guess it's too late to cover it up now.”

“Cover what up?”

“Well, I didn't exactly intend on showing you girls my collection, now did I?”

Cupcake looked at the small assortment of toys on the bed, then back to Maternity with a reassuring smile on her face.

“You call that a collection, dearie? You should see Mine. We had to hire a cart to carry all of our bags to and from the train, and lets just say we didn't pack much in the way of clothing” She finished with a wink.

The once embarrassed mare's jaw hung open.

“Wh-What?” Fleur asked, equally stunned. “I mean, Fancy and I packed a few toys and accessories, but you actually brought along your entire collection?”

Cup chuckled a little

“Well... that's our travel sized portion. We like toys” She finished, a huge grin on her face. She was stifling laughter.

In mere seconds the whole room was awash with the laughter of the three mares inside.

Maybe it was an embellishment, but at least it helped out her friend. Besides, it's not like they'd want to see her entire collection, right?

“Oh you simply must show us!” Cried Fleur, finally managing to control her fits of laughing.

Oh.

“Yeah, Cup!” Maternity bumped her shoulder playfully. “But maybe another time, I have to get my husband ready for tonight...”

The pregnant mare waddled her way over to the door, and opened it, peeking her head out to a very unexpected sight.

It was her husband, Carrot Cake and Fancy Pants hooting and hollering while sitting in a hot tub in the middle of the room, a barrel of what she assumed was some sort of ale was on it's side next to Striker, who was filling a mug to pass to the yellow stallion. By the looks of things, it wasn't their first round.

“Just what are you three doing?” She asked crossly, tapping her hoof on the edge of the tub.

“I say, **hic!* We're having a grand ol' time my dear Maternity. Care to join us?” Fancy's accent was somehow thicker while he was intoxicated.

Carrot just stayed quiet as he noticed the other two mares were stepping out of the room to stand right behind the pregnant pony. He was a little glad this was only his second drink, Fancy and Striker already finished the first barrel and ordered another one.

“Honey! We were jusht talking about **hic!* About you. Remember that time I first tried to give it to you in the butt?”

“Deal Striker!” She nearly blushed, but kept her glare firm, causing the stallion to shrink back a little. “The girls and I are going out. We'll be back tonight, and I expect to find you in our room when I get back. You are in trouble, mister.”

Carrot looked really uncomfortable, sharing looks with his wife. Finally he spoke out.

“W-we tried to tell him it was way too early to be drinking, honest. But he insisted 'it's five o'clock somewhere' “

Maternity turned her glare to Carrot, who shrunk back too.

“I- I mean, have fun tonight, girls.”

Fleur walked past Fancy, and shook her head at him, laughing a bit inside. What a silly stallion. She had an occasion to dress for.

Cupcake moved to her husband, gave him a kiss on the cheek and whispered to him

“You have fun. I'll 'punish' you when I get back. That's two nights in a row, sweetie. But, I'll let you off easy tonight, no bondage.” As an afterthought she added. “But I still expect to get my plot cleaned.”

This caused the stallions little carrot to stiffen in the water, thankfully the bubbles concealed it. Cupcake trotted happily off to her room to get herself ready.

*** *** ***

It was about fourteen seconds since the three mares disappeared behind the elevator doors before the three stallions were drinking again like they weren't even interrupted in the first place.

“So like I was telling ya's, the first time she took it up the butt, we'd just had our first foal and she told me her cunt was off limits for six weeks.”

“Really? What'd you do to piss her off, Lucky?”

“Oh she wasn't pissed. But she was like bleeding or something. So I told her, I said 'I ain't goin' no six weeks with no sex' “

“I couldn't go that long, I'd have to clop or something. Thankfully Cupcake never says no when I want it”

“I know, right? I told her I wanted to buck her up the ass, and after some persuasion she finally let me. She was so tight... Thought she was going to squeeze the life outta' my cock”

Carrot was thinking of the first time he'd done Cupcake in her plot, they were a very young couple, not yet married. She said she didn't want a foal out of wedlock, and wouldn't let him finish in her pussy. He'd finally convinced her to try anal, just to see what it would be like to finally finish inside. It was one of the best days of his life.

“Hey!”

Carrot snapped back into the present.

“You awake, sleeping beauty?”

“Umm...”

Carrot tried to ignore that. Not being drunk was making this awkward for him.

“Yeah, I'm awake. Pass me another mug, will you?”

Striker chuckled, and reached over to grab another mug to fill with cider and passed it back.

“I bet you can't finish that mug in thirty seconds.”

“What?”

“I'll race ya”

He had been filling up his own mug.

“Fancy you be ref.”

“I'll do my best, my good man”

“Wait, but I don-”

“OneTwoThreeGO!”

Striker called out, and immediately began guzzling. Not one to be showed up easily, Mr. Cake scrambled to down his own mug.

Fancy had counted to twenty when both mugs slammed down on the side of the tub at the exact second.

“HA!” They said in unison, pointing a victorious hoof at the other.

“You tied” Came Fancy's voice, shattering their victories.

“Round two!”

Striker began filling the mugs, wiping the foam from his muzzle.

“One... Two...Three... GO!”

Again, the two gulped and gulped. Carrot felt a little light headed, his skin was warm and tingly. Ah, inebriation, sweet inebriation.

At the seventeen second mark, Carrot slammed his mug down, beating striker by nearly two seconds.

“Carrot wins!” Announced the ref, sipping his own mug.

Carrot wooped, pumping his hoof in the air, while Striker 'harrumphed' in defeat

“Awww Don't feel bad, Strikey **Hic!* There's always next round!” said the yellow stallion with a grin.

“Oh yeah? How about this: One hundred bits says you can't finish the whole keg in five minutes”

“You're on! Outta' my way, let me at that barrel. Ref, count for me.”

*** *** ***

“This is the place!” Maternity declared happily.

The trio of mares stood outside a small restaurant on a relatively quiet street corner.

“This place? Fancy and I have passed by here before! Never been inside, though I hear the grilled veggies are to die for” Fleur spoke cheerily

Cupcake glanced up to the sign, before following her new friends inside. It read “Aladdin Fine Marediterranean Cuisine”

Once inside the three mares were greeted by a chipper feminine griffin with white feathers, and gray wings.

“Hello! Welcome to Aladdin! My name is Feather Dust, table for three?”

Maternity was happy to respond first

“Hello again, Feather. Been a while, huh? These two are with me.”

The griffon was taken aback.

“Maternity? So good to see my favorite guest again! How's the husband?” She asked, while leading the mares to a table, dropping menus in front of each seat.

“He's been doing good! And as you've probably noticed we're expecting... Again.”

The griffin chuckled at that

“I certainly did notice. So I'm guessing no alcohol for you today, huh? Would you like the usual cranberry juice instead?”

“Ohh, you know I like the cranberry juice here.” Turning to her friends, who seemed lost in their menus. “Dears, I highly recommend the cranberry juice... If you needed some help deciding”

She said with a friendly smile.

Cupcake was at a loss. She couldn't make heads or tails of the menu. All the characters were alien to her!

“I'll have the cranberry juice, by recommendation of my friend.” Fleur spoke up. The two glanced at Cup, who was holding her menu upside down for some odd reason, trying to inspect the words closer, they guessed.

“Uhh... Cupcake will be having the same, Feather.” Maternity finally concluded.

“Okay then! I'll be right out with your drinks!”

As the griffin bounded off, Maternity couldn't help but laugh at her two companions.

“What is so funny, dear?” Fleur asked, blushing a light shade of pink.

“Oh, nothing. But uh.. If you two need help ordering your food, just ask me.” She said smiling.

“I'll have to take you up on that” Cup said, having folded her menu and pushed it as far away from her as she could.

The pregnant mare turned her menu around for Cup to see.

“Well, the grilled eggplant is nice, Broccoli Rabe is Striker's favorite... Fleur, I think you should try the Couscous Paella. Cupcake... I recommend the Butternut Squash Pilaf.” She held her smile, and looked at the others who seemed quite intrigued.

The two mares looked at each other, then back to Maternity. “Sure!” Their voices rang out in perfect unison.

*** *** ***

Carrot was laying back, his nostrils barely above the frothy water. His attempt to drink all that cider left him with naught but a warm belly and an aching, dizzy head.

“I knew you couldn't do it!” Deal Striker beamed

“Better luck next time, ol' chap. Striker, mind if I help finish the rest?”

“I don't mind, sexy” Striker slurred with a wink of his eye

The two stallions had loosened up quite a bit with the amount of sobriety they didn't have. Carrot hardly noticed the two across from him, he was so focused on not throwing up.

Fancy and Striker had scooted closer together, and were drinking from the same spigot, taking turns.

“I've made a *hic* huge mistake” The baker finally said, raising his head out of the water

“Hey, hey. Its okay Carrot *hic!* C'mere” Deal Striker moved closer to Carrot Cake, moving his foreleg over the yellow stallion's shoulders, bumping his chest with the other hoof.

“You tried your bes... Your best. And that's all anyone can ask for, really. It's been so long since I had a good drink with some good friends, you guys are the best” He said happily, pointing at Fancy, who had just finished the last sip from the barrel.

“It's been so long, Lucky st-*hic* Strike” The posh stallion scooted closer to his old friend, and wrapped his hooves around him in an awkwardly positioned hug.

It only took a moment for Fancy, practically sitting in Strikers lap, to notice something slightly protruding into his own crotch.

“*hic* I say... Striker... Is that a pencil o-or are you just really excited to see me, dear friend?”

Without an ounce of shame, the aroused stallion answered his friend.

“I'm just happy to see you... I was thinking about the hoofjob you gave me the last time we were in a hot tub together... Do you ever think about that”

“Striker! I know we had fun, fooling around when we were younger... But I just don't think its a good idea to get into that now...”

Fancy was distracted by the idea. He remembered the last time he was intoxicated with his best friend in the whole world. He had been curious then. “Just what was was like?” He had wondered. When he finally had his chance to find out, he was too scared to go much further than mere rubbing his friend's shaft. He was shocked that Striker was willing to suck him off shortly after, but that stallion had always been a wild one.

“Fancy Flanks... Are you excited to see me *hic* too?” Striker said huskily, feeling a stiff rod jabbing into his belly.

The white unicorn was embarrassed enough to blush and awkwardly avoid answering.

“Maybe my Fancy wants to pick up where he left off? I think you were just about to give head when you stopped...”

Fancy clumsily fell back, getting off his friend's lap. He was still blushing. He couldn't deny himself that he was tempted. So what was holding him back?

He looked down into the water and could scarcely make out the outline of his friend's cock... A sight he hadn't beheld in ages. “Well, if I'm going to do this at all in my life, might as well be with him” Fancy thought.

Slowly, Fancy Pants reached down with one hoof, and gently as he could brushed it along the shaft he wanted so bad to experiment with.

Striker let out a soft gasp, relaxing and leaning back, lifting his hips so the head of his erect member emerged from the water.

Fancy stared into the eye of the hood in front of him, and stuck out his tongue. He wanted to ease himself into it, and took his other hoof to masturbate his best friend as he stared at the precum slowly oozing out of the tiny hole in the flat head.

Carrot cake had distanced himself from the duo, staring intently on what was going on. That'd seemingly completely forgotten about him, but even he seemed to forget he was even here until his aching erection reminded him he was still in the presence of these two. He decided to keep quiet and watch, the situation seemed fragile enough as it was.

Fancy was finally leaning down after a minute, and tentatively brushed his tongue on the loose skin on the side of the head, collecting just a bit of pre that had dribbled there.

The taste was oddly... Good. He was perplexed with the taste on his tongue that had already faded. He needed another lick.

Bending down again, he pursed his lips over the dripping hole and gave it a suckle, rubbing the tip of his tongue over it.

“The taste... Its very musky. A little salt here and there...” He thought “Maybe I need a little more...”

He opened his lips wider, and slid the head into his mouth, running his tongue into the loose skin under the hood, and began to suck a little harder, sending striker into moaning fits, He'd wanted this for so long.

Meanwhile Carrot was just starting to rub his shaft, intently watching the display in front of him, a moan just a little louder than he'd intended escaped his lips, drawing the attention of the other moaning stallion in the tub.

Striker looked over to see Carrot was surely enjoying himself. “He's so cute... His slender frame...” He grunted again and called out.

“Carrot” Drawing the yellow stallion's attention, and beckoning him with a hoof jesture. Carrot Cake moved closer, and was surprised when Striker dove his head under the water and latched onto his throbbing boner.

The shock wore off quickly as he melted like butter in the warm watter. He was so close to cumming before, now he was on the verge of blasting his seed into another stallion's mouth. For some reason he could not fathom in his inebriated state, that fact was one of the biggest turn on's he'd ever experienced.

The experience was just as intense for Fancy Pants, still sucking away at Striker's meat rod. He was mesmerized by the taste, and needed more, sucking and taking the thick shaft almost half way down his throat, blowing bubbles in the water with his nose.

Striker was holding his breath, and giving Carrot's engorged head all he could give to make him cum faster. He could feel how close the yellow stallion was, and he wasn't far from cumming himself.

Carrot couldn't hold it any longer, he tensed up and let out a loud animistic growl as he ejaculated thick ropes of his cum into the groaning stallion's mouth.

At the same time Striker was pushed over the edge, the eruption of semen on his tongue drove him to cum forcefully down his old friend's throat, the poor stallion was too engrossed in tasting his friend's meat, he was totally unprepared to have his cum shot down his throat.

Fancy pulled back quickly, coughing to dislodge the goo stuck in his throat, while noticing Striker emerge from the water with a gasp, and Carrot melting against the edge of the tub.

Striker saw his seed dripping and and hanging from Fancy's chin and couldn't help but be turned on even more. He was tasting the sperm still in his mouth, and turned to Carrot.

“Hey Carrot” He said with his mouth full.

“Uh?” Carrot snapped back to reality to turn his gaze to the stallion who'd just sucked him off under the water.

Striker opened his mouth wide to show the big load that had been sucked from Carrot's dick. He then proceeded to close his mouth, make a loud gulp, and open wide again, showing the seed was gone.

*Thump!*

The yellow stallion's cock slapped against his belly, ready for round two.

*** *** ***

Three mares were sitting at a table, each with a different dish sitting in front of them, each varying degrees of eaten.

“And that was when Striker shouted: 'To infinity and beyond!' And just threw himself out the window of the palace, only to make matters worse by crushing a very expensive hedge below him!” Maternity and Fleur were regaling the story of the royal harem incident.

“He actually thought he was going to just fly out the window to escape?” Cupcake nearly doubled over in laughter “That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!” The three joined in laughter.

Fleur continued the story from there

“Oh, dear. It gets even better than that, darling! By this point, Fancy was so confused he had no idea what he was going to do, Striker was already being subdued by the palace guard, and Celestia herself was standing not ten hooves in front of him.”

She stopped to laugh to herself at what she was going to say next

“He just charged, catching everyone completely off guard, and lept right over her head, a feat he could NEVER pull off while sober, he landed on her royal flanks facing backwards and shouted: 'Run like the wind, Princess!' “

Cup was stunned out of her laughter a moment

“That lasted about three seconds before she gave one almighty buck and sent him sailing into the wall on the other side of the room!” She concluded her story, laughing more.

The three settling down, Fleur thought out loud. “Honestly, I don't know how they are still alive after that night...”

“Yeah... Celestia was really angry...” Maternity recalled her time in the harem.

She'd never been more scared of losing her husband than that night. Then again, she'd never been angrier with Deal Striker. She couldn't keep him from drinking, it was just something they enjoyed to do together so much. She was pretty drunk that night herself, though she never mentions it.

“Maternity? Are you alright?” Cup's voice brought her out of her thoughts.

“Oh... I'm fine, Cupcake. I was just thinking about Striker. Me and him have had some pretty good fun in our time. I was just thinking... It's like we never really grew up from the college ponies we used to be...”

She reminisced, holding a bite of her fruit salad on her fork.

“You two are lucky, really. Fancy and I have a lot of expectations placed on us from high society. We can't just run away to neverland and be happy together... These retreats we take are what keep us sane! Being grown up is rather dull.” Fleur said, taking a slow bite of her Couscous.

“Honestly, Fleur, as much as I get on Striker's case about the immature things he can get up to, I feel like falling deeper in love with him every time he does something silly like tonight. He's my crazy colt”
She said, smiling.

Now it was Cupcake's turn to think about her husband. Carrot had always been very family oriented. He came from a broken home, and he doesn't usually talk about it, but she knows that's the reason he wants his own family to be happy and together. He treasures his job and his home, his foals, and most of all, he treasures his wife, and makes her feel treasured even after all these years.

“May I refill your drinks?” They were all interrupted when the waitress Feather stopped at their table.

“Yes, please.”

“Thanks”

“Uh-huh...” Cup was still distracted.

A moment later the three had their second round of cranberry juice.

Finally Cupcake spoke up, hoisting her glass.

“I know these aren't alcoholic... But I'd like to propose a toast, if you girls don't mind.”

“Why of course, darling”

“Yes, dearie, what did you want to toast to?”

“To our stallions. And a long happy life with them.”

“Cheers” The trio called, and a clink rang through the small restaurant.

*** *** ***

The three stallions had moved out of the hot tub, and made their way to the master bathroom, by invitation of Fancy Pants to dry off before continuing any fun.

“I still didn't get off in the tub, remember that Striker.” Fancy said to his friend, who had just suggested they could make good use of the princess sized bed the room boasted.

“Don't worry Fancy Flanks, I'll get you off. You brought some lube, right? Or is Fleur's ass still off limits?” He joked

“As a matter of fact, no. I did her up the ass just recently. So yes, we have lubricant” He said with a wink. He seldom got anal, and wasn't against the idea of getting it from his friend, if he was willing.

Carrot had finally finished drying himself, and was following the two into the bedroom. He dried off last on purpose, to let them take the lead.

Striker was first to mount the edge of the bed, his flank hanging off the side pointing at Fancy.

“Come get some, sexy colt.” He said, looking over his shoulder with a smug grin.

Fancy approached with trepidation, reaching for the lube in the middle of the bed he's just used earlier.

After a moment of doubt passed, he finally lowered the bottle, and applied a generous amount to his semi-stiff member, then a little more to the hole he was going to plunge it into.

Carrot stood back and watched as Fancy rubbed his shaft up and down Striker's plot to harden it fully, before he paused, brought it back and lined it up.

The white unicorn stallion slowly pushed the head of his hard cock into the tight ass of his best friend, taking it slow by the hisses and sighs his partner made.

Deal Striker wasn't nearly as tight as Fleur, and Fancy was able to hilt in a fraction of the time he took this morning. He was encouraged into a rough rhythm by the shouts of his male partner bent over the bed like a whore. He was getting pretty worked up himself.

Quickly turning his head to spot Carrot, who was on the other side of the bed stroking himself, Fancy called out.

“Carrot, get your cock over here, I want to taste you!” Any trepidation or nervousness the posh unicorn has was long gone, as the yellow stallion straddled Striker, and raised his cock up to meet Fancy's lips.

Opening his mouth, he began to suck in the same rhythm he was pounding Deal Striker's asshole. He had to admit, he was impressed with his own stamina, taking care of two stallions like a pro.

He kept his thrusting constant, and popped Carrot's cock from his mouth to speak.

“Your cock taste's amazing. Carrot. I want you to buck my throat deep with it, do you understand?”

Carrot only managed a nod, and a strained “MmmHmm” Before Fancy opened wide and took his cock almost all the way down.

The baker was already resting his hooves on Fancy's head, so when the white unicorn stallion had gone down as far as he could go on his shaft, Carrot thrusted with all his strength, feeling Fancy's nose meet the base of his cock.

He opened his eyes wide at hearing Fancy make the same choking noises Cupcake would make, and as he did he noticed a long white horn in front of him. Not knowing what else to do, he stuck out his tongue and gave it a long lick before taking it into his mouth.

Striker was in bliss, he'd never been fucked by a stallion as big as Fancy, and he was rubbing his prostate just the right way. He could feel his hard dick pressed between his belly and the bedsheets, and he knew he was about to cum soon.

Fancy was doing even better, the taste of stallion meat in his mouth, the exhilarating feeling of being choked by dick, the tight cock sock he was fucking, and now the hot and wet tongue on his horn. He was mere moments from cumming.

Finally Carrot Cake reached his peak, and for the second time in his life he came into another stallion. He still didn't get how this turned him on so much, he could feel the tight throat muscles trying to swallow around his throbbing cock as it spewed runny cum into Fancy's stomach.

Fancy was better prepared for it this time, and he tried his best not to choke too bad. The taste and feeling of a cock spasming in his throat drove fancy to release his own pent-up orgasm into Striker's bowels, every muscle in his body went stiff, and he barely managed to keep bucking through the most powerful orgasm he'd ever had.

Striker could feel the rush of hot sperm against his sensitive flesh, and the tight fast movements of the intruding cock pushed him over the edge, he felt his own sperm wet his stomach as he called out his pleasure to the world.

Carrot had finished his orgasm first, and he flopped down to his side, resting on the soft mattress, his limp dick retreating to it's sheath.

Fancy had finished cumming second, and fell forward to rest on Striker's back, who was still panting loudly.

*** *** ***

It was getting late, and the three mares had finished a great dinner together.

Fleur had offered to play the bill, and they were just making their way out the door.

“So where to next?” Cupcake asked, she was feeling particularly chipper after her butternut squash, and the toast they'd made.

Fleur spoke up excitedly, remembering something she wanted to bring up.

“Oh! I know a spa not too far from here that is simply divine!”

“A spa?” Cup asked flatly.

“It's been ages since Striker and I have visited a spa!” Maternity answered quickly, a little more excitement than she wanted to convey.

The blue baker mare just gave her new friend a look.

“You and your husband used to go to the spa?” She almost didn't believe it.

“Why of course we did! Though, he was more interested in eating all the cucumbers, making snowponies in the mineral enriched mud, and squirting all the lotions everywhere...” She chuckled to herself “I suppose there's a good reason we aren't allowed back to that spa.”

“Well, darling, this is a different spa, and it will be just us girls. I can tell you could use a good massage and coat treatment” Fleur said very happily.

Before long the two married mares were following the high class unicorn down the busy streets, until at last the hustle and bustle died down a bit and they arrived in front of an extravagant building with two floors. The sign over the door read “Kalologie Luxury Day Spa”

“Wow! This place looks... Expensive...” Maternity said, eyeing the sign with a blank expression.

Yeah, I don't know, Fleur, seems kind of... Mcuh...” Cupcake was getting cold hooves. She'd never been to a spa, and she didn't know what to expect on her first time.

“Nonsense! I can assure you, that while Fancy may have big bits from his position, I am still a wealthy mare myself. Not another word about expense, it'll be fun!”

The Canterlot mare ushered her two friends inside, and they found themselves in a large lobby area, decorated with cozy couches, a fancy fountain with a stature of a beautiful mare, and a small desk with a yellow pony holding a clipboard sitting behind it.

Fleur approached the mare, and cleared her throat, gaining her attention.

“Oh! Welcome to Kalologie! I'm Butterscotch... I don't recognize you, this must be your first time with us today, yes? How may we be of service?” The yellow mare had a sweet voice, and she was beaming friendliness.

“Hello, Butterscotch, I'm Fleur De Lis, and these are my two friends, Maternity Ward, and Cup Cake. We've heard about the Kalologie from your Pony Life article...”

“Oh yes! We've been getting more and more visitors since that article circulated... What treatments would your friends like to have today?” She said happily.

Fleur thought a moment, responded.

“Well, I sure know what I've been dying for, but my friends will need time to decide...”

“That's no problem, Fleur, here... Take these pamphlet and the three of you can decide what you want while you have a seat anywhere you like, and take all the time you need”

The spa mare gave three folded pamphlets to the unicorn, who offered a warm thankyou, before turning away to join her friends, who'd already taken a seat.

As Fleur took her seat between the two mares, she passed out the pamphlets and made herself comfortable. These cushions were really plush!

“So what do you girls think? Remember, the bit is on me, have whatever treatments you'd like”

Maternity was the first to speak up.

“I like the idea of the hooficure/massage combo. Been forever since I had a good hoof massage” She said dreamily.

“That sounds lovely! I have simply been DYING for a good hooficure lately... Of course I'd have to get the mud mask, oh! And mineral bath! How do you girls like the idea of the sauna? I think it'd be simply devine!”

Cupcake had barely been reading her pamphlet. She didn't notice how disconnected she looked when Fleur looked at her.

“Cupcake, darling? Is there something wrong?”

This snapped Cup out of her thoughts

“O-Oh... No... It's just that I've... Never really done the 'spa' thing...”

Fleur gasped at this.

“D-Darling! Oh that is just dreadful! I simply must remedy this at once!”

Cupcake was about to protest, but was given no chance before Fleur was standing, calling to the yellow mare behind her desk.

“Butterscotch, dear! We have a spa emergency! We'll take the full treatment for three, stat!”

At this the mare looked up from her schedule with a hopeful gasp, and zoomed to the back room to prepare the spa for three more guests.

After no time at all, the three mares found themselves sitting on a comfortable wooden bench in a small enclosed sauna, a spa attendant had splashed more water on the hot rocks in the middle and the room was filled with steam within moments.

Fleur let out a loud sigh of comfort.

“Ahh... Nothing opens the pores better, am I right girls?”

“I'll say.” Maternity said with a relaxed smile.

“I'll say it is difficult to breathe all this steam.” Cupcake mumbled, less than thankful for being dragged into the steam box she found herself in.

“Oh, Cupcake darling. Please just try to relax. You will ruin the treatment. Take my advice, and just loosen up, and try to take everything as it comes. These ponies are here to pamper us, so you're best off enjoying it.”

Cupcake let out a defeated sigh, before perking up slightly.

“Well, okay... I'm sorry, Fleur. Thank you for your generosity.”

This brought a smile to the unicorn's face.

“Think nothing of it, darling”

After an imperceptible amount of time in the sauna, a mud and mineral bath, and a delicious hooficure, the trio were enjoying a gentle full body massage.

Cupcake had to admit, she'd never felt so relaxed in all her life.

“What a wonderful way to spend an evening...” Maternity said blissfully.

“Isn't it, though?” Fleur responded.

“I'll say.” Cupcake sighed contentedly.

The white unicorn turned her head to look at the baker, raising a cucumber slice from one eye with her magic.

She saw a completely and utterly relaxed Cupcake laying on her side, a blissful expression on her face, and a cute masseuse working her exposed shoulder.

This brought a certain giddiness to the Canterlot pony that only helping a friend could bring. With a happy sigh, she settled back down with her cucumber slice.

“You know girls... I bet after our excellent treatment... A happy ending would be the perfect way to draw this visit to a close.”

Maternity ward was too distracted by her massage to answer right away, and Cupcake answered for her.

“Whatever treatment you recommend, Fleur, I'm perfectly happy to go along with.” She sighed again, before she was turned her back for a tummy rub.

“N-now wait a minute. First off, my barn door doesn't swing that way, Fleur, you know that. Second, Cupcake, dearie, do you even know what a 'Happy ending' is?” Maternity spoke, turning her head to her two friends.

Cupcake was a little lost...

“Well, no... Like I said earlier, I'm pretty new to spa stuff...”

Heaving a sigh, Maternity proceeded to explain.

“A happy ending is when a mare or stallion is having a wonderful massage, and when said massage is over, the masseuse gives that mare or stallion an orgasm.”

“O-oh...” Cupcake was blushing pretty hard at that.

“Oh please, it's not what you are thinking, darling. It is simply a mare's hoof caressing your folds just the right way to relieve all your tension. I assure you its marvelous!” Fleur beamed.

“Marvelous if you're into that kind of thing.” Maternity took a jab at her friend.

“Well, I'm getting one. Though you two are more than welcome follow suit. Ahem, excuse me, Tenderhoof? I'd like to request the happy ending for myself, please.”

“Absolutely, do you have any oils or lotions you'd prefer?”

“Cocoa butter, if you don't mind.” Fleur continued her massage for a few more minutes before her masseuse, Tenderhoof paused to apply cool lotion to her hooves.

In just another moment she brought those hooves to the soft teats of the sexy Canterlot mare laying on her back.

Fleur moaned softly as she felt her nipples go erect, and felt her flat mammaries, and she could feel her pent up stress being steadily relieved. Tenderhoof was making big slow movements back and forth and in circles, dipping down further between the mare's perfect hind legs to her puffy outer lips.

How could a mare stifle her moans of ecstasy from such wonderful hoofwork over her sensitive mare parts? Fleur's moans grew slightly louder as Tenderhoof focused on the areas between her thighs and lips, brushing her clitoris every other stroke.

Meanwhile Cupcake was distracted from her own now dull seeming belly massage by the sight and sounds of Fleur's happy ending. She watched the way the masseuse worked her thighs and maregarden and couldn't help but want that for herself.

“Uh... M-masseuse? I'll take the happy ending, too...”

The white coated pegasus mare, Gentlebreeze responded kindly

“Of course, Cupcake. Don't be nervous, a happy ending is a wonderful way to end a perfect day at the spa. Do you have any oils or lotions you'd like me to use?”

“N-no thank you.”

“Very well, relax and enjoy” She paused, as she positioned her hooves at the top of of Cup's crotch, and ever so softly pressed down to mold the muscles under her soft touch.

Cupcake sighed in pleasure, much to the shock and surprise of Maternity, who at this point was feeling more than a little left out.

**I thought at least Cup would stay on my side! … Now I want my crotch massaged.* *

With a defeated sigh, Maternity spoke out.

“Masseuse, Happy ending with lavender oil, please.”

The light pink unicorn nodded, and reached for her oils.

“Of course, Maternity.” She said with a smile.

While her friends were getting happy endings of their own, Fleur's was reaching it's height. Tenderhoof was focusing on her lips and clit much more now, pressing both hooves in and gently pushing the stress out of the mare she was working. She had done this long enough to know when a mare was about to finish, and this mare was close.

Gentlebreeze was gently breezing through the thigh and teat massage, and was already massaging the lips with vigor, encouraged by Cup's moans and the tension she was easing.

Maternity wasn't having the best time with her massage. It felt quite good, but she couldn't get into it wholeheartedly. She didn't understand how she could enjoy it so much physically, and still not get over her mental block. She knew her husband enjoyed having stallions in bed with them, and he didn't mind the other sex one bit. How was he able to accept his bisexuality so well when she kept trying to squash hers?

Her thoughts were interrupted by a moan from Fleur, louder than all the others. She turned to see the mare tensed up with two stranger's hooves between her legs. The sight drove her wild inside. Instantly she was feeling the hooves between her own legs turned her on more and more. She was thinking dirty thoughts about her friend, and she was going to climax any minute.

Cupcake was caught up in the act of admiring Fleur's powerful orgasm, and the anticipation drove her nearly over the edge. Her own moans rising as Fleur's fell with a long happy sigh.

Cupcake's mind was clouded with her impending orgasm, but for some odd reason she felt like she should have been cumming by now. She realized that maybe hooves weren't quite cutting it, she needed something to give her one final push.

Panting, she tried to call out softly to her masseuse

“H-hahh, Gentlebreeze! I- I need your tongue ohhh”

“What was that, Cupcake?”

“C-could you please l-lick me, I need it!”

Gentlebreeze thought a second. She wasn't technically allowed to use her tongue, but she had a thing for fleshy mares like Cupcake. She didn't think the skinny models in the magazines could hold a candle to the older ones with meat on their bones.

“I... I'd love to taste your cupcake” She said softly and seductively.

Leaning forward, she parted the lips with her hooves and dove her tongue right in, focusing on the area around the engorged clitoris.

Cup was moaning before, she was almost screaming now, trying to hold it back as she was inches from climax! The tongue licking her skillfully held just the perfect steady rhythm she needed to cum, and for the first time in her life, Cupcake orgasmed by the hooves of one other than her husband Carrot Cake.

She went stiff as a board, as her clit was assaulted viciously by the tongue of the spa mare. Cupcake squirted copious amounts of her cum on the muzzle of the sexy pegasus eating her out, and as she did so she heard another load cry of pleasure.

Maternity Ward, with two highly trained hooves attacking her folds, and a unbelievably sexy scene before her eyes was finally pushed over the edge, releasing her own squirt, not near as big as Cup's.

The whole time, the exhausted Fleur was torn between watching Cupcake or Maternity, and settled on the one with the tongue between her legs, though eventually the two came down from their intense orgasms as they laid there panting like dogs.

“This was the best spa visit ever” Fleur beamed.

“Uh-huh...” The two obliterated mares responded together.

Author's Note

So after writing a quarter of this chapter, a close loved one of mine passed away. Needless to say I have been putting off finishing this for a good while. Finally getting back into the swing of writing again... But anyway! Day one is NEARLY done, and the pieces are almost in place for a good week of drama and hopefully some group sex to smooth things over, eh? Find out next chapter when the girls return home weather or not the boys are in trouble or not, and what their punishments will be.

Might be a little bit, I'm currently writing two other stories... Anyway, thanks for the likes and favorites, leave a comment if you liked the chapter or if you spot anything seriously wrong. Till next time!