Gilda's Redemption

Chapters

[1] Redemption
[2] Dash
[3] Pinkie
[4] Flutters

[1] Redemption

Future chapters will contain Female/Female and Herm/Female

White stars glimmered brightly against the ambient blue sky over Ponyville. Nightfall turned most of Equestria into all sorts of lovely dark colors. Though darkness shrouded landscapes, the surprisingly brilliant moon helped with navigation. It illuminated many walk ways that lead towards the outskirts of town, easily guiding citizens to the train station, Sweet Apple Acres, several of the town’s monuments, and even a shy pegasus pony's cottage.

Crossing the bridge over a quiet stream, a gryphon had taken it upon herself to visit Ponyville for the first time in a few years. Headed for the pony’s home, she failed to show off any excitement.

Body of a Lion, head and flight abilities of an eagle, she was a gryphon! And not just any gryphon, it was Gilda the gryphon, Rainbow Dash's oldest friend... until about three years ago. However, all of that was supposed to change after tonight. Over some text messages, Gilda swore to Dash that she was sorry for her terrible attitude when she came to visit Ponyville.

At first, Rainbow Dash had nothing but insults to hail at her, but Gilda merely kept her cool replying… after busting one or two holes in her bedroom wall. She at least made her text messages appear calmly written, reiterating that she’d like to meet up for lunch. If Dash couldn’t stand her after that, then she’d leave the pegasus alone for good.

Surprising to her, the pony responded asking if she’d like to come straight to some cottage on the outskirts of Ponyville. She was skeptical at first, but Dash assured her it was a friend’s place, and that her coming back to Ponyville was under the condition that she would apologize to them too. ‘Them’ being Pinkie Pie and some other pony named Fluttershy.

A pretty easy task to get an old friend back, so why wasn’t Gilda excited?

Well, the next part of that message specified that Pinkie and the owner of said cottage invited her to a slumber party of all things. Gilda was twenty four, for crying out loud, and she was pretty sure the people she was apologizing to were older than her. Plus, what if she made up with Dash but Pinkie and her friend still hated her? Would she just have to avoid them the whole night?

The gryphon sighed as her sandalled paws crunched through deeper snow. Gilda’s lack of enthusiasm could also levy itself to treading through the less maintained outskirts of Ponyville. Hearth's Warming drew near, and that meant nothing but the white stuff for the next few weeks.

Gilda shivered as she made her way up the slight incline of a walkway to get to the cottage's front door. She looked down and twisted her body to get a quick inspection of herself. The gryphon wore a black hoodie to combat the colder weather. Under it, a dark purple shirt fit snuggly over her torso. It had a black heart graphic in the center that depicted the ink dripping off of it. For pants, no one could go wrong with jeans… predictably in black.

To top it off she carried a backpack, in black of course, over her shoulders to hold all sorts of neat things she brought from Manehattan. She felt that everything was in order, not coming off as too provocative. Though there was a lingering possibility that Dash wanted to have a little more fun like in flight school all those years ago. While her hoodie served as something to cover up her chest in nearly all climates, it failed to keep her ample breasts from jutting out and drawing stares wherever she roamed. Gilda had trouble fitting her large bum into her pants when getting ready to hit the train station as well.

A smirk crept onto her face as she rubbed her crotch softly. Under those jeans, purple thigh highs wove themselves up her legs. Though she initially put them on for the sake of combating the cold, they also worked as a cute supplement to her big furry butt.

She shook her head, preparing to knock.

The cottage door flew open before she could rap her knuckles on the door, drawing a gasp out of her. "Hey there, Gilda! So glad you could make it," a pony taller than her had stated. Gilda knew she was a pony and that her fur was a buttery yellow color, however the gryphon focused on the two heavy looking jugs barely contained by a fluffy pink robe.

She did, of course, look up to see what beauty possessed such assets, just to gasp again. “You?”

Fluttershy cocked her head, her initial smile changing to a confused stare. “Um, Rainbow Dash said you were coming to spend the night with us.” She opened the door a bit wider, showing off her well lit humble abode. “Please come in, it must be awfully cold out there,” she stated, a grin adorning her face once more.

“Uh… sure, thank you.” Gilda stepped past the busty mare, barely avoiding those knockers since they stuck out so far. The gryphon had a hunch this would end very badly. Of course the pony she’d screamed at was the ‘Fluttershy’ Dash had mentioned in the texts, and now she would get to spend the whole night feeling awful about it.

The gryphon was relieved to be inside her cozy home at least. They must have moved around a bit of furniture for her arrival, as several comfy looking chairs sat aside a couch centered in the main room. She even had a television, something strange since Gilda considered the mare to be some sort of environmentalist based on Rainbow’s texts.

Fluttershy shut the door behind her while Gilda kicked off the snow on her sandals. She removed the faux leather things from her paws followed by her back pack, setting them each beside the doorway. The floor was hardwood, and while it wouldn’t be the most comfortable thing walking on her bare paws, she didn’t want to muddy up the pony’s home.

A familiar voice called out just as they hit the floor, “Hey, G’, you made it!”

Gilda looked up to find the climax of her admittedly short journey. A smile cracked through her beak, probably the first smile she had since confirming a meet up with the pegasus this morning. “I hit you up with the text first, couldn’t just not show up. How’ve ya been?”

Fluttershy walked by her to stand by her friend, allowing the gryphon to come to the conclusion she was the shortest person of the bunch here. Rainbow exemplified this when she walked closer to Gilda, her notable chest reaching about eye level with the hybrid. She wore a simple light blue shirt and jeans, both articles hugging her curves pretty close, though Dash had always been a pony built with speed in mind. Fortunately that didn’t say anything about her ample D cups staring Gilda in the face.

“Awesome now that you’re here.” Gilda took her eyes off her friend’s chest. “But, hey. What I wanted to say as soon as you got here was that I messed up... like, really bad, G'. I swear I didn't mean any of that stuff I said in the texts."

She scratched the back of her neck and avoided the gryphon's gaze for just a moment. "We're still good?" She stretched out a hand.

Gilda grinned and gladly took the hand offered to her, “For sure.” She sighed in relief and nodded. Dash wasn’t her only obstacle in this though, despite being probably the easiest thus far. “Still, I came here to apologize.” Gilda looked behind Rainbow to see her friend clasping her hands together in adoration. Her cute demeanor drew a chuckle out of her, giving her the bit of confidence she needed.

She parted from Rainbow and approached the pony she really didn’t know anything about except for the whole huge tits thing. Fluttershy had grown taller since the gryphon’s last visit and really filled out that bath robe. While her enormous spheres of boob drew her attention right away, Gilda could appreciate Fluttershy’s curves elsewhere on her body as well. Her motherly hips looked ready to snap that snug clothing clean off her towering frame.

Gilda shrugged and let out a small sigh, not quite ready to meet the Shy pony’s gaze. “I didn’t expect you to be one of Rainbow’s closer friends. Surprised me at the door.” She did gradually look up… and up as she approached the mare. Something about having to physically bend her head back to see the pony bedazzled her.

Fluttershy spoke up, raising her clasped hands up to her chest and unintentionally squeezing her plush mounds. “Oh, to be fair Gilda, we realize you were going through a few hardships during that visit so long ago. I can’t imagine how I’d deal with a relative passing followed by moving around Equestria so much. It explains why you were so high-strung at the party Pinkie threw for you.”

This whole apologizing thing might’ve been easier than she thought. Gilda grinned while asking, "So you forgive me for yelling?"

"Well, um... yes, but apologies are still nice," Fluttershy said with a bashful smile.

One could hope anyhow. Gilda still chuckled at almost getting off that easy. “Right, right. There’s really no way I can sugar-coat what I did. You were guiding a bunch of ducklings and their mom across the street, and for 'daring' to get in my way, I acted like a bitch." Fluttershy cocked her head, understanding but a bit turned away at the terminology. "I'm sorry. Really, you're not someone who deserves being screamed at.”

"I’m happy you thought about it, apology accepted." Fluttershy looked at the floor and nervously made eye contact with gryphon once more. "Hugs are nice too."

Rainbow chuckled and rubbed Gilda's shoulder, "I think you're pushin' your luck there." Fluttershy apparently had plenty of luck to push since Gilda opened her arms wide for an embrace from the pony.

Fluttershy gleefully scooped her off the ground and pressed her tightly against her chest. Gilda blushed, but found it in her to hug back with a goofy grin. She would be a damn fool to pass up an opportunity like that. Those breasts were bigger than the head of the pony they were attached to, and so wonderfully squishy.

"We're all very happy to give you another chance to make an introduction," Fluttershy said. She squeezed her once more before letting the gryphon down, the embrace having ruffled some of her feathers out of place. Gilda fixed them, placing a bundle of three over one eye while giggling.

“I appreciate it,” she said, sneaking another peek at those hefty knockers. It reminded her once more that the friends she sought out were relatively big up close. "They got... taller," she concluded mentally. It wasn't the best time to be thinking about it, but she wouldn’t deny their slight advantages in height turned her on.

Dash’s laughter brought her out of her boob trance. “Wish we’d done this sooner. You two look so cute together.”

While Fluttershy blushed and hid her face behind a bang, Gilda blew a raspberry at the mare. “You pissed that you didn’t get a hug, dweeb?”

“Pfft, no, pissed that I still didn’t get a ‘sorry’.” Rainbow crossed her arms. She wasn’t upset, given her imposing smirk, but Gilda knew she was stepping out of line. “I mean, yeah, you said it over the phone, but still, I-”

“Yeah, I fucked up,” Gilda groaned. “I meant what I said in the texts, Dash. Everything I did that day was just…” She balled up her fists, looking ready to punch something, but the claws found themselves slapped firmly against her hips again. “Stupid. I wanted to hang out with you and catch up, but I had to go and be a jerk to your friends.”

Dash looked at her, stunned at the admission. “I just-” Gilda sighed, “Fuck, I just wanna get back to the way things were. Can we do that?”

“All you had to do was hug me, doofus,” Dash chuckled, opening her arms wide.

“Fu-cking dork is what you are,” Gilda laughed as the taller mare scooped her in an embrace. Dash surprised her by nuzzling her neck, but the gryphon welcomed the gesture. Despite her athletic frame, she still suffered from equine sized sex organs, a feature Gilda noticed very much as she was squeezed tightly.

A hand swatted the gryphon’s ample rump, drawing a yelp out of her while Rainbow released her. “Still!” the mare’s chuckling let the hybrid know she didn’t mean that in a sexual way… she thought? “I’m happy you showed up.”

Gilda blushed, rubbing her butt and trying to calm her beating heart. She forced a laugh while replying, “Heh-hey, if it means getting to see you again.” She thought about that statement for a moment before waving her open palms towards a concerned Fluttershy. “Uh, I didn’t mean it like that.” She was totally happy to see all of them, not just Rainbow.

“It’s fine, G’. Funny you bring that up though.” Rainbow pointed to Fluttershy, sheepishly grinning.

Fluttershy smiled, more than happy to explain, “Truthfully Gilda, Rainbow Dash was very upset with you until she came over earlier.” She scraped a hoof against the floor, arms behind her back, “Over some tea and rest, Pinkie Pie and I helped convince her to give you another chance.”

“What?” Gilda was taken aback by this. “Wow, I just-” She rubbed her neck. “Even after what I did to you...”

Fluttershy giggled, “I wanted to see if you meant it… which, you did! So I’m glad.”

“Well, that’s great and all, but I’m still kind’a confused about the whole slumber party thing. What’re we gonna do after Pinkie gets here and I do my thing with her?” Gilda wondered aloud.

Rainbow pat her friend on the head. “I got some good activities planned, don’t you worry, G’.”

A small blush adorned her face while she said that. Gilda wanted to inquire what ‘activities’ was supposed to mean, but it seemed like the pegasus was saved by the bell. Door bell, in this case… or door knock, to be precise.

Fluttershy’s ears perked up, “Oh, that must be Pinkie!”

“Hahaah, great,” Gilda said, lacking enthusiasm. While Fluttershy went to grab the door, Dash shot her a look, resulting in an open shrug. She wasn’t worried about the apology part, Gilda just didn’t think they were going to get along all that well. One mostly kept to herself whereas the other was the most extroverted and peppy person she’d had the pleasure of meeting.

“What? I’ll be nice. Wouldn’t have come all this way just to-”

“Gilda!” a high pitched, high energy voice boomed and broke her conversation with Dash. Gilda held back a groan at the sound and directed her attention to the… fucking gorgeous pony passing Fluttershy.

Her eyes widened as she drunk up the pink mare’s curvy form. Her huge knockers effortlessly stretched her turquoise shirt to its limits. Pinkie brandished several plastic containers, each letting off an intoxicating aroma. Jumbled up in her arms, they pressed against her perky mounds and impressive hip span. Gilda wished she could see the ass on her, hoping that the slight pudge in her front found itself in her trunk as well.

Suddenly the cheery vibe coming off of her wasn’t so annoying, especially as that pony’s assets bounced around almost as much as her frizzy hair did. Plus, she had to admit it was pretty cool of her to help change Dash’s mind earlier.

Gilda waved back timidly, “Hey, Pinkie. What was holding you up?”

The bountiful mare did a spin and set her treats on the nearby couch. “I was making those of course. How can you have a sleepover without snacks?”

It seemed like she couldn’t wait to tell Gilda everything about how they set things up for her arrival. She even took in a large breath to prepare her explanation. The gryphon glanced between Pinkie and Dash, Rainbow quickly understanding Gilda’s concern. Dash walked over and nudged the shoulder of her friend, “Easy, Pinks. Let’s get the important stuff outta the way first, huh?”

The mare jumped in place, her heavy tits jiggling much longer than Gilda thought possible when she landed. “Redemptiooon,” Pinkie sung, looking over to the gryphon once more. “I’ll go first to help you out… or did she already warm up with the apology thing before I got here? Oh, I knew I should’ve skipped that banana bread so I could make it-”

“Pinkie,” Rainbow chuckled, cutting her off. “Yeah, she already apologized to me n’ Shy. We’re cool now, so it’s- uh…” Dash looked at both of her friends’ curious stares. She stifled a laugh, “Look, just someone say sorry already!”

“What’s she got to be sorry for?” Gilda asked.

The bubbly mare in question moved herself uncomfortably close to Gilda while answering, “I feel like I could’ve given a better impression.” The gryphon tried her hardest to look up at the pony giving her spiel instead of the huge boobs nearly pressing against her face. “I thought it over after you left that day and thought I might’ve been a teeny bit too up in your face.”

“It’s all good, really,” Gilda began. Despite finding her demeanor to be a bit obnoxious, Pinkie hadn’t actually done anything wrong from what Gilda recalled.

Pinkie shook her head, then grabbed hold of both the gryphon’s shoulders. “No, no, I mean I should’ve realized that you hadn’t seen Rainbow Dash in a while, and that you probably wanted to catch up undisturbed.”

The gryphon nodded, then sighed. “That’s… partly right.” As distracting as the curves on this mare were, they couldn’t snap Gilda out of her rising sense of guilt. “I was wrong about you.” She looked straight into the bubbly mare’s eyes. “Fluttershy told me what you two did earlier, the thing with helping me get through to Dash. I- After all the shit I gave you that day…”

The pink pony pulled her in close and rubbed her face against Gilda's to draw a squawk out of the gryphon. "Keep going, I'll hug you as many times as it takes to get through this!"

Gilda laughed and pat her back. “I did some thinking over it too, and I think… well, y’know. I figured with Dash being out of school and hanging around all of you, she preferred to be around ponies or something. At least at first." As Pinkie shook her from side to side while cracking the joints in Gilda's back, the gryphon managed to see Rainbow's raised brow. "I know it sounds stupid now, Dash, but we hadn't talked in weeks after you left school. I was worried you wanted to move on."

Pinkie lifted Gilda up and hugged her even tighter. "There's plenty of Dash to go around, Gilda. We'd never take her from you! Oh, if only we knew how you felt that day, I would've talked her out of those pranks at the party."

"Holy shit, I forgot all about that," Dash said as her pupils dilated.

Pinkie finally let go of Gilda to let her gain some much needed air. She chuckled, "It's cool, Dash, I was being uppity. And you were right on the money when you said none of the pranks would've gotten me if I had just chilled a bit."

The gryphon stepped back to take a gander at all of them before clapping her claws. “So, with all that outta the way, what’s there to do now besides snacks and hitting the hay?”

Rainbow pulled a plastic case out from behind her, flapping it in her hands. “Movie night. I would’ve liked to hit a restaurant, but Pinkie wanted a ‘do-over’ to the whole party thing since the last one didn’t go so well.”

The pink mare in question popped out from behind Gilda and asked with clasped hands, “Do you looove it?” She blinked rapidly while searching her soul for answers.

It brought a laugh out of Gilda, “Guess it does beat eating out. This place is pretty nice.” Fluttershy thanked her, picking up a few of the wrapped trays Pinkie brought over before setting them upon the table in the middle of her room. That table had a case full of water bottles perched on it already, making her think the ponies just didn’t want to deal with dishes in the morning.

Rainbow snapped her from her thoughts when walking by her. “I’ll set this up. Grab some stuff t’ eat before it gets cold, ya lug.” She stuck out her tongue at the gryphon playfully. “Wanna help me out Flutters?”

“Certainly,” the pony smiled, then sauntered over to the TV. Fluttershy’s breasts jiggled left and right, holding Gilda’s undivided attention. Rainbow had crouched by the DVD player, evidently ogling her friend’s wobbly bits in the same manner. Rather than risk Dash catching her, Gilda forced herself to look away from that swaying butt and to less sexual stuff.

The gryphon was surprised to find a bubbly rump partly shrouded by cargo shorts. Pinkie Pie was scouring through her freshly made pastries, scooping up several handfuls of cookies and cupcakes and plopping them onto a stack of paper plates. Her tail wagged, threatening to let her trousers fall down further and expose more of her whale tail and that impossibly plump rump.

Gilda fidgeted in place, rubbing her thick thighs together in a subtle effort to pleasure herself. The pink mare’s ears twitched before she suddenly jumped up and turned around. Pinkie showed off her rather high stack of snacks and smiled at the hybrid, hoping Gilda would love the food enough to create a similarly sized plate. She quickly stuffed her face with a cookie and bounced back to sit on the right side of the couch.

Gilda was left wondering how the mare didn’t feel part of her ass hanging out of her pants. It was still pretty cold, despite the warm glow of several lamps and candles strewn about. It then made her wonder why Pinkie was wearing a shirt and shorts in this weather…

She could reluctantly ignore it for now. She grabbed a paper plate off the stack, ready to find something sweet. Her eyes widened at the several trays of goodies laid about. Gilda first thought about limiting herself once Pinkie brought those, as she’d already eaten dinner prior to arriving, but the wonderful smell and sight of those delicacies made her reconsider.

The gryphon cracked a smile to herself. Whatever, she was off duty for two weeks. A few snacks weren’t gonna mess up her ability to fly or handle a firearm. After examining each pastry, she settled on… all of it. Several cookies, cupcakes, donuts, and slices of banana bread adorned her platter. While her stack hadn’t made it quite as high as Pinkie’s, the gryphon knew she’d do a number on herself ingesting all of this.

Satisfied with the plate, she turned back to her friends to see them… still messing with the TV? Gilda quirked a brow as she stepped around the table looking for a decent seat. Fluttershy had been bent over for the past minute while Rainbow was supposedly helping her plug in a couple things.

Rainbow snuck a glance in her direction, meeting her gaze for a moment, before seemingly coming to life again by handing Fluttershy the case. “Yep, just pop that in the tray and we’re golden.” Wait, that couldn’t have been right, they took that long just to put in the disc?

Gilda eyed Fluttershy skeptically - and lustfully - as she bent down further at the waist to do as Rainbow instructed. The gryphon found a suitable chair with an ottoman just in front of it. Plopping herself down and crossing her legs over the foot rest, she watched Shy with interest as she sunk to her knees slowly.

She caught Rainbow taking a peek in her direction again, as if she was trying to make sure Gilda paid attention to the pony’s antics. Seemingly sensing Dash’s distress, Fluttershy then ‘finished’ putting the disc in, hopping back up in joy. “We did it, Dashy. Thank you!”

The excitement coming off that pony surprised her somewhat, but the next action surprised Gilda even more. Fluttershy wrapped her light blue friend in a bear hug, orientating themselves in such a way that Gilda could see her massive yellow mounds squishing against Dash’s chest. “Anytime,” Rainbow replied softly, slowly easing a hand around her friend and reaching for…

“Hey, Dash, can I see you for a sec?” Gilda asked flatly.

It stopped Rainbow from groping Fluttershy’s bum and both ponies looked over to her with lust in their eyes. The mares stopped with their attempts to entice once they noticed Gilda’s unimpressed expression. Quickly, Dash backed away from Shy, Gilda also getting up and setting her treats on the table.

Pinkie and Fluttershy seemed fixated on Rainbow, thinking they’d done something wrong and looking to her for advice. Dash cleared her throat, “Sure thing, G’. Uh…” she glanced at her confused friends. “You guys start the movie without us. It’s got a lengthy beginning and, heh, I don’t think you’ll be missing anything-”

“Dash,” Gilda raised her voice.

“Alright, alright. Why so serious?” She asked, forcing a couple of chuckles while stumbling around chairs and tables. Gilda searched around as Rainbow made her way over. She couldn’t really find any place that’d be discrete besides maybe the closet under the staircase.

Then she realized that there was indeed a staircase. Pointing, Gilda spoke, “Up there, I wanna ask you something.”

“Ohoohh, somethin’ private, huh?” Dash chuckled. Gilda observed her and then the other ponies watching her with interest. Fluttershy was blushing and Pinkie couldn’t seem to contain her giggling.

“Not. Like. That.” Gilda hammered home, narrowing her eyes. She figured a bedroom was most likely the thing awaiting them on the second floor, but Gilda wasn’t bringing her up there to use it.
The smirk Dash held onto said she didn’t believe her.

Gilda latched onto her wrist and dragged her away, resulting in more chuckles from the taller pony. “Mkay, we’ll be back in a minute, you two,” she called back while they ascended the stairs.

Unbeknownst to Gilda, she winked at them before making it most of the way up.

Author's Note

Next chapter will have all the sexy inter-species debauchery you can handle, and as such I feel like I should explain something now: There are several instances in this story where words typically assigned to male genitalia or male fluids will be used interchangeably with the female counterpart. The next chapter is F/F despite the occasional ‘precum’ or ‘erect’ popping up here and there. That said: I tend to avoid ‘pussy’ and ‘femmecum’ since I don’t find them very enticing, opting for ‘cunt’ and just ‘cum’.

[2] Dash

Contains Female/Female and Excessive Fluids

Gilda shut the door behind them harder than necessary, hoping the added noise would convey to Pinkie and Fluttershy not to eavesdrop. It was a bit rude of Gilda not to ask permission before entering the shy mare’s bedroom, though she felt it was justified. They were acting odd, no way around it. It wasn’t the fact that they were trying to entice her, they were just being too blatant about it. It made her think this was a set up to something devious, so separating the likely ‘ring leader’ behind it was wise.

Rainbow had flicked a light on for her before making her way over to the bed. Sitting off its edge, she grinned at the hybrid. Gilda ignored her to take in her surroundings. This floor, like the first, was a finely polished hardwood. Several dressers and a closet surrounded the rather massive bed centered on the wall opposite of the door. Other than that, Gilda made note of the one window sitting over an unremarkable brown dresser.

That made two emergency exit points. And if it came to it, the gryphon still had a trusty nine on her right hip...

“Wanna sit with me?” Dash asked innocently, patting the fluffy covers beside her.
Gilda merely glared at her, resulting in a frown from Rainbow this time. She sighed before speaking, “Alright, what’s up?”

“What was all that downstairs?” Gilda crossed her arms.

“What, the hug between me n’ Shy?” Rainbow wiggled her eyebrows. “We can cuddle more if you want.”

“Fuckin’- no, the- all of this,” she stammered, jolting Rainbow out of her sensual vibe again. “Pinkie had her ass hanging out while I grabbed some snacks, Fluttershy was crouching over to show off her ass, and you were taking like a minute and a half just to pop a disc into a tray?”

“Well, I-”

Gilda took an imposing step forward, actually making the pegasus recoil back on the bed. “Dash, I swear, if you had me come all this way just to fuck with me…”

Her expression lit up, “Exactly! Let’s do it already. Forget the movie.”

It drew a blush out of the gryphon. “No, dammit!” Being this willing to screw around was absolutely unrealistic, not after their spat over the phone this morning. “You’re trying to get back at me.” She threw her arms up in defeat, turning around and pacing. She took the time trying to piece things together, thinking ahead of what they might’ve been planning. “Get me to grope someone, snap a photo, get me fired. Or… something, fuck.”

Groaning, she droned on, “Should’ve expected this, I’m such’a fuckin’ moron,” she pinched the bridge of her beak. Her anger flared and she lashed out at Dash in hopes for answers, “What is it? What are you-”

She stopped herself after the mare stood up, looking at her concernedly. Rainbow pat herself, thinking quickly and finding her phone in her left pocket. She showed it to the hybrid before walking over to the window and setting it down.

Dash sighed, resting her upper arms on the furniture. “I’m not gonna do anything like that. I’ll keep my phone over here if it makes you feel better.” She looked out towards the snowy terrain, thinking of how to calm the gryphon down. “I really fucked up, huh?”

“Just tell me what’s going on,” Gilda groaned.

“Exactly what it looks like, G’,” Rainbow answered with a shrug. “This isn’t a prank or a last jab or anything. I just… I wanted to get back to the way it was before.”

“The texts, Rainbow. I’m having a hard time believing you pulled a complete one-eighty just cause Pinkie and Shy were in favor of giving me another chance.” She pointed at the Pegasus, taking another step forth. “If that’s even the case, ‘cause I get the feeling they’re in on this too.”

“They are in on it, Gil’.” The hybrid looked about ready to fight her after that admission. “Not like that, I mean they wanted to help me get back to screwing around with you again.” Gilda’s expression softened a tad, though she wasn't entirely convinced.

Rainbow sighed, “Okay, look, no more secrets. I probably should’ve just said we’d do this over the phone before you got here.”

Rainbow stepped away from the dresser, Gilda taking a step back and watching her cautiously. “Pinkie and Shy are bumping hips downstairs right now. The plan was that I’d pop in a shitty movie, you’d get bored of it halfway through, then I could pull you aside and we’d have some fun up here. You sort’a sped that up for me though, heh. When we come back down, they’ll still be fucking, and we’ll join ‘em. Y’know, assuming you’re up for it.”

Gilda was still studying her actions carefully. “They… this was all some set up for a foursome?” She then actually listened to her environment, blushing when hearing some sensual giggling and coos coming from below the floor.

“Yes, G’. Now will you just chill out?” Rainbow was happy she got through to her. “In fairness, lunch would’ve been a better place to start. This is probably moving fast, even for us.”

The gryphon rubbed her beak, looking away from Rainbow for a moment. After some consideration, she looked back up with a smirk, “Not as quick as you were when I got through with you.”

“There’s the gryphon I remember,” Dash chuckled, crossing her arms and reaching down to pull off her shirt. “I wonder what else I remember about her.”

“That I’m a hot-headed doofus, that’s for sure,” Gilda said, still smiling, but obviously disappointed in herself. She took a cue from Rainbow and unzipped her hoodie.

Dash wanted to reply and ease her worries further, but stopped once Gilda dropped her hoodie to the floor. It revealed that the heavily padded clothing wasn’t leaving as much to her imagination as she thought. Her time spent in Manehattan’s police force put some meat on her bones, as her arms were fairly muscular. Gilda’s flexed biceps bulged out to roughly three quarters the thickness of her thigh.

Rainbow figured she’d get to get very familiar with her friend’s body in just a moment, so now was the time to focus on getting back on those terms with her. “Hey, don’t worry about it. I’d probably be high strung if it was you asking me to meet you with a bundle of your pals. ‘Specially if it was by myself.” Dash waited on pulling her shirt off to get a nice look at her friend’s mounds now that they weren’t shrouded by thermal-padded polyester.

Gilda took her gazing as a sign she liked what she saw. She cupped her bountiful breasts with both claws. They were blocked by a shirt and bra, but still stuck out proudly, ready to jiggle and bedazzle her friend. “Tch, I don’t think you’d be intimidated by my friends, they aren’t half a foot taller than you.”

“Ohh,” Rainbow beamed as she came to a conclusion. “Is that what all this was about? Does the little gryph get turned on by taller ponies?” She finally yanked her shirt up, exposing her notable boobs shrouded by a sports bra.

When she rose the clothing high enough to uncover her eyes, Dash stumbled back, for her friend now stood less than an arm’s length away from her, studying her chest. “Well, you did get taller.” Gilda then jutted her arms out and groped her friend’s bosom. “Where’d these babies come from anyhow? You were still being mistaken for a dude last time we hung out.”

Rainbow wanted to comment on her unreal speed. Gilda was standing by the door while Dash pulled her shirt off, and she didn’t hear any paw steps before the gryphon seemingly teleported in front of her. Perhaps she’d awakened something in the hybrid, a lusty, grabby ‘something’ that Rainbow felt she liked very much.

Weakly, as Gilda played with her tits enough to draw a moan, Rainbow shot back, “You’re one to talk, G cups.”

“H, actually,” Gilda smirked. Her breasts couldn’t seem to calm down throughout flight school, making it to plush, shirt straining E’s when Rainbow left. The absence of her best friend hardly made her growth settle down.

She stopped fondling the mare to quickly whip her own shirt off. Rainbow gawked at her, the motion was so quick it was nearly robotic, that and it sent the gryphon’s boobs bouncing hypnotically. The solid abs on display gave Rainbow a good idea of where her quick movements were coming from. Her shirt was still falling to the floor while she undid the hooks of her bra from behind. After a resounding double click, Gilda moved forward to stuff their busts together, which prevented her bra from falling.

As soon as Rainbow gasped from the action, Gilda wove her arms around the taller mare to undo her straps for her. The gryphon embraced Rainbow after unhooking them, rubbing the side of her head against the pony’s neck. “They suit you though. Big tits for a bigger pony.”

Rainbow smiled, hugging her back and scruffing up the feathers on her head. “My friend Twilight told me we’re just bigger. Equine biology n’ all that stuff.”

“Oh, I knew that. Hell, I’ve gotta know if I’m supposed to apprehend you giant fuckers from time to time.” Kind of like she was now, only she was on a hunt for orgasms instead of arrests. “Guess I’m getting all hot n’ bothered cause you’re so much bigger. Your cute friends too.”

Gilda pressed her weight against Rainbow, making her sit back against the bed while she leaned forward on her paws. “So you admit to getting a look while we set up the TV?” chided Dash. She was finding it hard to keep up with Gilda’s snark while the busty gryphon ground their chests harder. Their bras still shrouded their breasts, and Rainbow was about ready to pry them off to cop a feel of her friend.

Gilda continued pushing down the pony until she lay flat on the bed. Evidently, it was arousing her into losing focus as well. She breathed more heavily, replying in between pants, “Did you see the knockers on that mare?” Letting out a few muffled curses, she wiggled her legs between Rainbow’s and spread both apart. “And I nearly slapped Pinkie’s ass while she was grabbing stuff.”

Dash chuckled, replying coolly, “I did see. And if I were you, I would’ve just slapped it, she would’ve taken you right there.” That comment made Gilda realize Rainbow probably had sex with her friends dozens of times before she arrived. “Shy’s tits are everything you imagined and more. They look even bigger when she’s out of that robe.”

“Fuck,” Gilda muttered. She rose a thigh up to press against Rainbow’s bits, though they were still covered in tough jean material. She looked right into Dash’s eyes, about to make some other witty remark, but the pony stopped her.

“Hey, are we doin’ this or what?” She wore a grin. Raised brow and slightly parted lips showing off her pearly whites. It was the grin she wore when inviting her to a race, or a challenge to outlast one another in bed. Rainbow showed off her smile likely to invoke the latter of the two.

It was so on.

With a determined smirk of her own, Gilda unwrapped her arms from behind Dash before positioning one behind her head to pull it up. The pony let out a horny little giggle as Gilda swept her up in a kiss. Kisses with gryphons could be on the difficult side, their hard and hot beaks weren’t very compromising for the softer lips of other species. Gilda made it work though, twisting her head and cupping the sides of Rainbow’s muzzle.

The gryphon was pleased to feel Dash wrap her arms around her back and pull to draw her in closer. Gilda used that as an opportunity to weave her free hand between their chests and grab the thin threads connecting the cups of their undergarments. As she tugged them off, Rainbow wiggled her flat, lengthy pony tongue across the side of Gilda’s beak.

The resulting muffled moan wasn’t a protest, but it did tickle her to the point of ending the brief smooch. Dash laughed as she drew back, drawing a blush from Gilda. “C’mon, I forgot you liked to do that,” she explained, still pulling her friend’s bra off. Rainbow’s hands traveled off of Gilda’s back and onto her own bra, looking to get the pesky garment off already. The hybrid did the same, stretching her arms out so it would fall off her chest all on its own.

She chuckled as one of the huge cups landed over Rainbow’s muzzle. Acting quickly, Gilda flipped it over and rubbed it against her face, the lacy material covering a good half of her head. She barely remembered she’d been rubbing her thigh against Dash’s crotch until she felt the bulge of horsecunt through her jeans.

“Someone’s excited,” she chuckled, pressing her leg against the soft mound harder.

“Yeah, you are,” Rainbow claimed, taking a hearty whiff of the undergarment shrouding her snout still. She jerked her head left to get it off then wove one arm out of her own bra straps. She tossed it to the side though it still slung itself over one shoulder. After exposing her cyan tits and the light blue nipples capping them, Dash’s hands were a blur reaching for Gilda’s plush breasts, getting to work squeezing and squishing them together. The gryphon’s dark brown nipples were hard, only growing stiffer as her friend played with them.

“Fuck, they’re huge, Gil’.”

Sighing in pleasure, Gilda replied, “Hey, as big as they are, I can’t cum from that alone.” The pony apparently took it as a challenge instead of a nudge into a more interesting direction. Rainbow fondled them harder, pinching her brown nipples, tugging down and pushing them back against her chest. Spreading their furred surfaces out, she rolled them around in large circles like they were dough.

Gilda laughed as Rainbow eagerly groped her, “Goddess, Dash. You’re acting like you’ve never touched ‘em before.”

“They weren’t this big last time!” The gryphon lifted up the thigh rubbing against Dash’s mound until her knee rested level with it. She pressed it forth, squishing plump pony cooch and making an effort to prod it with the bent joint. Gilda merely looked down at the pony, smirking and relishing in her gentle coos.

Rainbow got the message after Gilda abruptly tapped her engorged cunt with her knee a couple times. “Alright, alright, movin’ on,” she grumbled. Finally, she unlatched her hands from gryph boob and brought them down to her jeans.

Easing up the pressure on her cunt, Gilda asked, “What, are you worried I won’t make it last?” When they’d done it in the past, the gryphon had an evil habit of bringing Rainbow to climax several times over the course of five minutes.

Evidently, Dash knew what she was talking about, as it drew a blush out of her. Still, she hastily undid the fly on her trousers so they could get to the action. “You always did know how to make me coat the sheets,” she admitted.

Gilda grinned, bringing a hand down cupping her friend’s cunt bulge. Rainbow gasped as she palmed the engorged thing through her jeans. She added onto that admission, “And the walls, and ceiling, and floor, and-”

“F-fuck, right.” Rainbow arced her back while her friend worked on her. Gilda couldn’t have smiled more widely if she tried, reveling in the little jerks of her friend’s hips. The pegasus caught her grinning, despite her mind growing hazy from having her cunt fondled.

It made her happy that they were back on these terms again so soon after reuniting. “I missed this,” Rainbow sighed pleasurably. “Can’t believe I said all of that stupid shit in the texts this morning.”

“You were never much of an early bird. Maybe I should’ve waited until later to send the first one.” Feeling daring, Gilda lifted her claw off Dash’s bulging pants, then slipped it inside the waistband of her underwear. Dash barely suppressed a sensual cry as her friend’s hand touched her super sensitive skin. Right away, Gilda made note of the warm juices coating her hand. “Wait ‘til I make you squirt three times in a row before you get all sentimental on me, alright?”

Dash’s bits did all the replying for her, washing her friend’s claw with a fresh wave of arousal. A very large, very excited bead poked out to greet her gentle touch. Gilda’s eyes widened when feeling it, then pat around her crotch to size up the rest of Dash’s engorged cunt. “Geez, what part of you didn’t get bigger?”

The question was rhetorical, as Gilda prodded her beefy vag’ with two fingers before she could reply. They effortlessly sunk into her depths, pony cunts naturally being able to take bigger instruments. Suddenly, the pegasus grabbed ahold of the arm that relentlessly teased her. Gilda looked up in confusion, only to drop her jaw at the sight of a pleasure hazed Rainbow.

“Please…” she said simply, nearly a whimper.

Gilda nodded, sheepishly grinning. She figured they had done more than enough foreplay. She rose up onto her paws, letting go of Rainbow’s sex bits. Both of them then made all effort to discard their trousers as quickly as possible. Gilda was quicker to get out of hers, practically jumping out of the black jeans nearly as soon as she unsnapped the button at her waist.

With it, came down her panties and an incredibly delicious looking line of pre ejaculate. The nifty purple thigh highs Gilda rocked held Rainbow’s attention. They were as cozy as they were sexy, not coming all the way down her legs to show off her paws. The top stretched all the way just below her fat butt, squeezing her thick, lightly muscled thighs to accentuate the curvature of her rear.

Dash couldn't decide which was more arousing, her thighs and the shapely rump above them, or the thick strand of cum connecting from the floor to her now exposed cunt. She decided on the cum, so enthralled by the excessive nectar coming from that mound that she’d barely worked on taking off her own pants. Gilda looked at her with a devious grin before pouncing on her. She quickly dug her hands under Dash’s firm ass, gripping the top of her jeans and frantically tugging them down. In her haste, she’d missed pulling down the underwear with it, but it did give her a chance to notice Rainbow not wearing panties and instead opting for grey briefs.

Dash pulled them down by herself as Gilda finished removing the trousers and whipping them behind her. She looked down at her friend’s engorged labia, all memories of this pony squealing her name coming back at her. Rainbow’s bits had the cutest mottling pattern, random patches of skin on her incredibly thick outer walls were light blue as opposed to the predominant dark blue circling her crotch and some fur near it.

Her massive clit flicked itself out, greeting the hybrid and showing off its mottled glory as well. Overall, her package was big, made even bigger due to an equine growth spurt in her absence. Her outer labia was thick to the point where the entrance was a mere thin line, save for the top near her mons. The only thing breaking the blue splotched skin apart was her monstrous clit when it winked.

Gilda licked her beak, ready to make up for lost time. “How’re we doin’ this?”

“I really, really, really wanna see your ass,” Rainbow said, her muzzle scrunching up cutely.

Gilda leaned down and kissed her, using a hand to scrub her fat cunt left and right. Breaking the quick endearment and admiring Rainbow’s subtle pants for air, she replied, “Somethin’ tells me you wanna do more than just see it.”

“Yes, please.” She inched herself back to the bed, scooting until her head rested on one of Shy’s comfy pillows. Seeing the glimmer in her friend’s eye, then looking down to check out those wide hips, Dash tossed the pillow aside. She wanted to be covered in plump gryph booty, and a pillow would likely cushion her from the cushions she desired more.

Gilda slowly crawled up on the bed, perching herself between Dash’s legs with a predatory smile. She wiggled her hips, never breaking eye contact with Rainbow. The pony, however, broke it several times trying to stare at her friend’s swaying breasts while she moved closer. She spread her legs to give the gryphon better access, also weaving a hand down to rub her bits in the meantime.

As soon as Gilda drew close to her mound, she stood up as high as she could on her knees to cast a shadow over Rainbow. Gilda let her slick tail weave between her thighs so she could pleasure herself, also allowing her friend to get a nice look at her junk.

Gryph cunts weren’t all that flashy compared to other species’ female bits. Gilda’s looked incredibly similar to Rainbow’s if it weren’t for the fact that her clit stayed erect and prominent once aroused. The cute and vibrantly pink thing rested at about half the size of Dash’s. Her plush outer lips were coated in a slightly darker fur than her crotch instead of being completely bare skin like an equine’s. The cushiony labia was thick enough to make her entrance little more than a dark line.

She parted the engorged walls with her tail, coating it in arousal and showing off hints of her pink insides. The ludicrous amounts of juice made up for a lack of flashy-ness. As Rainbow focused on the multiple strands of feminine nectar dripping down on Fluttershy’s sheets, Gilda merely stood there watching her friend. She couldn’t think of a way to sexily turn around in a way that complimented her sexy way of moving up on the bed.

Whatever, like Dash wasn’t fawning over her this entire time. She didn’t need to keep trying to entice her, so she just turned around. It was a bit awkward placing her legs in several different areas to maneuver around Rainbow’s. Sure enough, the pony got a first class seat to a first class… seat.

Like she had done with Gilda’s heavy boobs, the pony immediately ran her hands all over that jiggly gryphon rump. She appreciated the sudden touch, showing it by coiling her thin tail around one of Dash’s arms as it groped her. Rainbow surprised her again by grabbing the base of her sensitive tail, enjoying the cat-like reaction of her plump rump rising higher into the air.

“S-shit, you know I hate that,” Gilda sighed. She barely held back a moan as Dash coaxed out another feline hindquarters presentation. That earned Rainbow a smack over the forehead with her tail. “Dash.” The pony laughed, drawing an eye roll and smile from Gilda. Enough was enough, the gryphon was gonna give Rainbow exactly what she wanted.

She abruptly slammed her furry butt down on the pegasus, clearly overwhelming her judging by the muffled squeak. The pony latched onto Gilda’s hips to pull her down further. Each of those fat cheeks covered the surface area of her head, so wonderfully soft and warm. Rainbow’s muzzle sunk in between the plush mounds further and further, making her wonder if the expanse of gryph booty would ever end.

It did end, of course, right where she’d hoped it would. Her face contacted the gryphon’s soaked sex, greeting her by coating her in the same musky pre ejaculate. Rainbow attempted to breathe, only to suck in the heady arousal of her cunt. She exhaled slowly, her warm breath making the hybrid shiver and grind her hips around.

Gilda sensed she was settled in after feeling an eager tongue dart out and lap at her bits. She offered something in return, cupping Rainbow’s cunt before spreading her thick labial lips with two digits. She brushed the mare’s large clit with a third once it flexed out, thrusting hips soon following the action.

Her mind grew hazy as Dash continued tonguing her with all her might. It wouldn’t be fair if she didn’t return the favor with her beak. She rose her hips up an inch before pushing back down, fully shrouding the pony’s face plush lion bum. It was to get her attention in some way. “Just tap my ass if you need air, Dash.” Gilda could get a little carried away in positions like these.

She yelped when the pony slapped her rear. “Do that and I’ll bury you under it even more.” Rainbow smacked her ass again, harder, drawing a pleasured gasp. It was predictable, her statement was the polar opposite of a threat. “Horny fuck,” she chided, rubbing the mare’s malleable bits in small circles.

The juice collecting on her claw looked simply delectable. The pony’s massive bead kept poking out, beckoning Gilda’s face towards it and inviting any and all stimulus to come its way. So she did just that, grabbing below Rainbow’s laps and lowering herself. Oral for gryphons could be on the tricky side as well, but Gilda had tons of experience using her beak. She’d make Rainbow remember that fondly over the next few minutes.

Opening wide, her upper beak completely engulfed the mare’s warm fun bits, traveling far enough to wade through some strands of hair on her tail. Her lower jaw gently poked against Rainbow’s mons, making her squirm. Her hips thrust up to meet the wonderful beak granting her pleasure, squishing Gilda’s hefty knockers back against her chest.

Rainbow paid particular focus on her friend’s erect bead and the endless stream of juice flowing from just under it. Her tongue movements were two-fold, one to bring an orgasm out of Gilda and the other to lap up her delicious grapefruit tasting juices. She gripped the malleable flesh covering her face, pressing her muzzle against Gilda’s cunt harder. Her flat, wet muscle dived in those plump folds as she could get them, which was to say pretty far.

Gilda obviously enjoyed that, given the drawn out moan into her own cunt. She did one better, pressing the wet muscle back towards herself and right down on the gryphon’s erogenous zone. A burst of juice splashed against her awaiting maw, encouraging her to perform the same action again, harder.

Gilda let out a suppressed moan against the pony’s mound. Her pointed muscle wasn’t big enough to pull off a similar action, but she would make that mare gush like her life depended on it. Smiling - in her head at least, she couldn’t do that with a horse cunt in her mouth - Gilda licked Rainbow’s clit before moving her head further down.

The pony wondered if Gilda was moving away from her bits to tell her something. She stopped wondering once that hard, triangular lower jaw entered her depths. Dash bucked her hips, stuffing more of that golden beak into her snatch. The hybrid took advantage of her tongue’s position as well. While she wouldn’t get a chance to sample any feminine nectar, her tongue had a straight shot into the mare’s vag’ and she could use it to stretch Rainbow out.

She bent her head in such a way that Rainbow’s clit flicked out against her lower jaw. While her tongue was busy ravishing her friend’s insides, Gilda brought a hand out from under dash and placed it near her neck. The pony winked again, right into the awaiting fingers of Gilda. She trapped the mottled bead between two digits, squeezing it lightly before letting it settle down again.

It throbbed out more forcefully the next time just to receive the same treatment. Rainbow gradually rose her hips up higher every time Gilda pawed at her erect bits, soaking her neck and beak in copious amounts of precum.

Rainbow rubbed her snout left and right against the gryphon’s even wetter vag’, her head utterly coated in the stuff alongside the bedspread beneath it. With such expert handling, too much juice to swallow, and an ass shrouding all of her senses, Rainbow found herself being pushed over.

Feeling daring, she brought a hand off of Gilda’s fat rump. Counting her blessings, she harshly smacked that bouncy rear as hard as she could in her state of arousal. The resounding slap was likely heard throughout the home, enough to make Gilda cease her thorough cunt worshiping.

Before Rainbow thought for a split second she might’ve gone overboard, the hybrid rose her hips up… high up. The sight nearly brought a tear to her eye. “Goddess damn, G’,” Rainbow quietly said to herself. Her friend’s juices showered her, multiple streams of syrupy cum pouring all over. Fortunately it wasn’t getting in her eyes so she could admire the light-blotting ass in all its pert, jiggly glory.

Then it covered her from the outside world again.

Gilda didn’t think she could slam someone with her ass harder if her life depended on it. Rainbow actually sunk into the mattress from the brute force of her action. It earned her an increased burst of arousal from the cunt she never moved her beak from. Her winking intervals were going haywire, that poor thing flexing itself out every split second to meet her loving touch.

Determined, Gilda rubbed at it harder, caressing the pony’s mons with her palm which worked doubly as palming her clit when the time came. She drew her beak back, Rainbow’s precum making it shine brightly while the excess dripped off and onto the bed spread. Rainbow bucked her hips to encourage that pointy thing back into her depths, but Gilda had other plans. The other hand gripping Rainbow’s firm butt came up so the gryphon could stuff a few fingers into her snatch.

Dash couldn’t stop pistoning her hips up to meet her touch, especially as Gilda opted for swiping her hands rapidly over her winking clit. She used the other to mash a whopping four digits in and out of her grippy cunt. Those walls closed tightly on her prying fingers, even harder once she’d curved a couple upwards to press against her g-spot. That hand didn’t pull out and continued poking her erogenous zone repeatedly.

Rainbow moaned into the gryphon’s plush rump. Her orgasm approached quickly and it impeded her ability to focus her licks in a way that’d make Gilda do the same. A blush worked up on her face, followed by more muffled groans as Gilda relentlessly fingered her and rubbed her winking bead. Instinctively, the pony rose her hips up as high as they could manage, arching her back and her partner alongside it.

Gilda took that as reason enough to keep her face clear of the blast zone. The pony let out a prolonged, warm exhale on her nethers, causing the hybrid’s tail to wag appreciatively. It almost distracted Gilda from the violent stream of juice rocketing out of Rainbow’s cunt.

Almost.

Her eyes snapped open at the sight. Rainbow’s shot burst out with a force of a hose, literally hosing down the door on the opposite side of the room. Pulse rising and blush brightening, her fingers worked even faster in an effort to coax out a similar stream. The following jettison of clear nectar did not disappoint, blasting clear over the floor and holding its immense arc up long enough to make Gilda’s jaw drop.

“H-how,” the gryphon muttered, watching her friend’s mottled beauty spray out another flood of cum. It utterly drenched the floor and the bedspread in its line of fire. Rainbow’s hips bucked again, Gilda catching the pegasus by her ass before she could fall back down. Unfortunately, she needed to remove the hand prodding the mare’s cunt to do it, but the trade off was well worth it.

And very, very messy.

Her next shot splattered hard against the ceiling, raining back down upon them. Gilda opened her beak to catch some of that delectable nectar. The flavor was irresistibly tangy… a familiar type of tang, now that she thought on it. As Rainbow continued dusting off Fluttershy’s ceiling for her, Gilda attempted to piece it together.

After swallowing down roughly half a liter of that wonderful essence, she came to a conclusion. “No way,” Gilda laughed as Rainbow finally ceased her efforts to drown her. “There’s no fuckin’ way you came that much without a pill.” She rose her ass up to let the mare speak for herself. Though she was on the edge herself, Gilda wanted answers.

Dash let out a pleasured breath, “Guilty.” She panted heavily, cumming more than she usually pulled off without the help of pills tended to do that. “Also I had way more than just a pill.” Gilda slowly set the pony’s shaky hips down on the wet bed spread, sure to slowly stroke her marehood and help her ride off the afterglow. “Did the taste give it away?” Dash asked.

“Partly, the gallon of juice was my first clue though, cheater,” Gilda snickered.

Her head snapped to the door suddenly, Rainbow only taking notice as she removed her claws from her sensitive bits.

The pony wondered what that was about before overhearing someone ascending the stairs just outside. “huh. That’s weird, I said we’d meet them down there after we got a round or two out.”

While Gilda was tempted to ignore the two giggling voices in favor of getting off, there was still the slightest, teeniest possibility that Rainbow was leading her on and this was some setup to embarrass her. As soon as that thought passed her mind, the two heard another door opening and closing from across the stairway.

“Oh, you know what, they’re probably using the shower.” Gilda shot her a raised brow. “What? You gotta admit we did a ton of foreplay. The plan was that they’d get right to the action as soon as I took you up here.”

The gryphon shrugged, signalling she would just take Rainbow’s word for it. That wasn’t good enough for the pony, so she slapped her shapely rear, grinning. “Gilda, c’mon, don’t you trust me?”

“Yes, geez.” Dash rose her hand, threatening to slap it again if she wouldn’t cheer up. Gilda stifled a chuckle, rubbing her ass and slivering her tail over the pony’s muzzle. “Okay, if you're anything to go by, they're soaked in as much cum as I am. A shower’s justified.” Being coated in the stuff was only fun until the fluids dried or grew cold. The gryphon smiled at her, turning her attention back to her sensitive bits. “Gives us some more time, at least,” she said, pushing the mare’s legs further apart.

Rainbow took the opportunity to smack the hybrid’s rump, making the fat thing jiggle enticingly. “We’re still one and zero. I’m gonna fix tha- woah!” Gilda pulled her hips back up, getting right back to work digging in to that delectable snatch.

Rainbow reached up to the hybrid’s butt to bring it down and commit to evening the score, but Gilda brought it down for her. Face full of plush gryph rump once more, Dash gave it her all, plunging her tongue in and wiggling it all around. The gryphon’s precum signaled she couldn’t have been that far off. What once merely drenched the pony’s head now soaked it, the majority of her upper body, and a good portion of the bed spread below them, likely bleeding half way through the mattress.

Gilda was determined to make her fight for it. She went back to licking the pony’s winking bead and stuffing several fingers in her needy cunt. Like before, she curved them to roughly press against her special spot. Rainbow couldn’t help but rise her hips, shoving back the thought that this may have been bad for her back in favor of focusing on clenching down on those wonderful digits.

The gryphon quelled her worries by hoisting her up using a free hand. Or maybe it was just to grope her firm butt while eating her out, whatever worked. She surprised the mare when pulling up hard enough to lift her hooves clear off the bed as well. Her friend was ripped, and pulling up the lower body of a pony a foot taller than her with one arm impressed her.

The expert tongue demolishing her helpless clit impressed her more.

Dash tried her best returning the favor, but Gilda’s mind fogging skill made it difficult. Gilda swirled the wet muscle around her bead whenever it flexed out, prompting it to jut out quicker and harder the next time to receive the same treatment. She lavished the erect thing dearly, also applying more force on the mare’s thick walls to get her fingers in deeper.

Rainbow’s eyes shot open as Gilda kept up with the pressure on her cunt. She added a thumb in the mix and kept pressing down. She gasped as her walls stretched just slightly enough to make room for another set of knuckles. Dash was about to pull away from Gilda’s ass to warn that fisting her might not be the best idea, but the eager tongue on her winking clit kept her in line. She hoped for the best while going back to the hybrid’s leaky bits.

Gilda started to rock her hips against the pony’s muzzle. She pulled her head back to give Rainbow’s bead a break and so she could watch her handiwork. The claw not suspending her friend’s butt in the air was one set of joints away from fully penetrating that thick horsecunt. She had faith in pony orifices, especially Dash’s, so she saw no reason not to continue applying force. Her strong walls gripped her hand roughly, seemingly welcoming the invasion and making an effort to keep her out at the same time.

Her fat, mottled clit winked out in sync with the clenching on her fingers, giving her an idea. Timing it wasn’t difficult, she had a visual signal as well as a physical one from the walls trying to crush her digits. The moment Rainbow released her grip on Gilda’s fingers, the hybrid roughly forced her hand down.

A pretty audible ‘squelch’ rung out, followed by the muffled moan of a pony shrouded in furry gryph booty. She squeezed her entire fist in there, harshly pressing against Dash’s erogenous zone. Apparently that was all it took to set her off, as Gilda could only admire the sight for a moment before the pony’s delicious nectar rocketed out.

It found itself splattering against the ceiling again, drizzling down on the pair below. Gilda laughed as Dash’s hips wiggled against her firm grasp. Her tongue work suffered due to the orgasm, the only thing she accomplished was coating the bed and floor in juice. She slowly lowered the pony back down so she could arc her following shots at the wall and door, though most of it just splashed against her arm and ricocheted onto the floor.

Using the same brute force she used to get the thing in was what brought it back out with a loud ‘pop’. She also rose her ass up so Dash could get a good breath in or two while she rode out her high. The pony didn’t want to give her the chance to back down from the edge again though, so she quickly pulled Gilda’s butt back down.

Gilda smirked at her efforts, taking it as a sign she could bring on the pain. She waited only a moment after Rainbow’s cunt stopped spraying out her copious juices to get right back into the action. She scrubbed the mare’s sensual bits in small circles, palming her winking bead where applicable. The rubbing continued for only a moment before she plunged back into Rainbow’s grippy walls.

Right off the bat, she attacked the mare’s g-spot and used her other hand to paw at her clit. Dash’s hips bucked of their own volition, juices already spilling down her inner thighs…

Normally, the lack of a refractory period could be seen as a plus, but it wasn’t so great when pledging to keep the amount of orgasms between a partner even. It also wasn’t so great when a partner sought to make the other pass out from an overload of pleasure. Rainbow’s eyes rolled back as another racked her body, juice rocketing out of her and splashing the hybrid’s arms and face. Gilda wore it like some sort of perverse mark of pride, pride she intended to coat the entire bedroom in.

Rainbow’s heart sunk, for Gilda didn’t cease her rough actions despite the ludicrous amounts of juice attempting to bat her hands away. If anything, her motions grew faster, causing the pony to hyper ventilate while she ate the hybrid out. She groaned as those digits beat her inner spot and her other hand traced along her winking clit. This gryphon was getting carried away…

Gilda liked to think of it as if she were working on her own bits. The better job she did pleasuring her partner, the harder they would work to pleasure her. Ironically, it usually had the opposite effect, particularly on female partners whom could cum several times in succession. The pony grew delirious as her friend spent all her energy driving her to another.

She needed to get her gushing. Dash figured that was the only way that bird brain would let up. While her crotch burned and threatened to send the pony into a spasming, squirting mess again, Rainbow found it in her to take a hand off of the fat rump shrouding her face. She weaved it under the hybrid’s lap and brought it up to her soaked cunt, pressing a digit against the proudly protruding clit.

She would use the gryphon’s own tactic against her, fiddling with her erect bead while her tongue dominated her insides. It had an immediate effect, sweet nectar bursting out and washing over her head. Tasting that delectable juice would have to wait, as she had a curvy friend to service. The engorged sex bits she lapped at wanted her to get a taste regardless, spilling out a seemingly never ending stream of pre ejaculates.

Determined, Rainbow rubbed that pulsing clit, scrubbing her hands across the whole plump package every other second. She stretched her tongue out as far as she could, blanketing Gilda’s G-spot. Her flat, lengthy muscle cleared a good three-quarters of her friend’s cunt which clamped down on it appreciatively.

Gilda couldn’t help but grind against her face affectionately. “Nearly there, Dash,” she groaned. Her wings flared out and her thin tail slivered about, rubbing sensually against the head of the pony bringing her such bliss. Dash was incredibly close herself, but didn’t want to cease her efforts just to ride out another orgasm. She powered through, licking and rubbing harder, the increased flow of natural lube encouraging her further.

Despite her face being buried under furry gryphon butt, Gilda’s moans came through just fine. Between that and the harsher smack downs with said rump, Dash could tell she teetered on the edge. She removed her hand from the gryphon’s clit and replaced it with her tongue after pulling out. This would work to pleasure her while she gushed straight into her open mouth.

Like clockwork, Gilda pressed her ass down hard while shouting an obscenity. The timing couldn’t have been better, as Rainbow let loose all over the hybrid’s face. She still lapped at that bead as much as she could, coaxing out more juices from her friend.

Her ears perked up in surprise when a high pressure spray of the stuff blasted against the back of her throat. Rainbow oriented her tongue in a way to block off that passage, allowing the cum to pool up in her maw. It filled it, predictably, spilling out of the sides and all over her head. Not so predictable was the high volume gush continuing to overflow her mouth for another few moments. Dash then saw the challenge of gulping it all down as impossible, so she tapped the hybrid’s shapely rear.

Gilda, true to her word, lifted her rump off of Rainbow’s head. She took the opportunity to swallow what she had, breathing heavily afterwards while transparent nectar splashed against her like a hose. Dash had finished after four streams, which managed to thoroughly coat the bed spread again, but this gryphon was set on outdoing her climax by a long shot.

The lengthy stream settled for a cinch before another rocketed out with the same fierceness as the first. It utterly soaked her head, splashing off its surface and seeking to coat the rest of her body. Rising to her hips let Gilda do just that. She took a claw off of Rainbow’s throbbing mound to soothe her own through its climax. Dash chuckled to herself as the hybrid released all over her lower body.

“C’mere,” Dash said, wrapping her arms around Gilda’s waist and pulling back. The gryphon’s plush rump cushioned the short fall onto her friend’s laps. Her legs now shook aimlessly in the air, spread enough to give her cum a clear shot across the room. And she certainly cleared the room, her copious juices rocketing out and audibly splashing against the door and everything around the immediate blast zone.

Rainbow reached a hand around the waist of the shaking hybrid, smacking away her claw and taking on its duty for her. Gilda thrust her hips at the pony’s touch which doused the offending digits in her transparent nectar. She rubbed and rubbed at Gilda’s protruding bead to draw out her hardest blasts. She moved her hand so that her palm covered the pulsing clit and could fiddle with the rest of her engorged folds. Of course, her hand got in the way of her makeshift fire hose and attempted to bat away her hand.

Fortunately, her cunt’s efforts to jerk away its source of pleasure dwindled. Gilda’s hips settled down and she gradually let her head rest back. Rainbow surprised her by using a free hand to pull her head back and rope her in for a smooch. Gilda accepted the endearment with open arms… or an open beak at least. She melted into the pegasus pony’s embrace, her cumshot finally settling to the point where she wouldn’t drown someone.

She broke the kiss, still slowly pawing at the gryphon’s sex bits. She pecked Gilda’s beak before speaking up, “Geez, you cum a lot.”

Gilda was still panting while she nuzzled the pony. “Gryphon biology, baby,” she said, grinning. “I think I still got a few of those left in me too.” Letting out a few more huffs, she settled herself in, her partner’s cozy body brought her comfort. Rainbow brought her hand away from her cunt and used both to hug the hybrid from behind. Soaked in sweat and cum, they stayed silent for a moment just to breath and let their respective afterglows take hold. Gilda was the one to break it, however, “How ‘bout you?”

Dash chuckled, “You got me three times in a row. I’m barely awake.”

“Bet ya I can make it thirteen, hot stuff.” Rainbow’s eyes widened, seemingly pleading with the gryphon to show mercy. “I’m kidding, calm down. You’d deserve it for cheating though.”

“Psh, yeah, like you never took pills to help out your shots?” Gilda almost replied, but the mare gently traced her cunt once more. She would take overload pills to achieve a stronger orgasm if she wasn’t so sure it’d make her faint. Gryphons already teetered on doing so without the help of drugs. “Anyhow, I don’t think they’re done in the shower yet. Did’ja wanna head back downstairs for snacks ‘n stuff?”

“Nah,” Gilda said, cozying up against her furry blue mattress. “Maybe in a bit, I won’t fall asleep on you or anything.”

“You better not, you’re heavier than you look.”

“Callin’ me fat, dweeb?” Gilda smirked.

“No, you’re fuckin’ ripped though.” She ran an open palm over Gilda’s defined abs to emphasize it. That same hand soon found its way to her left breast. “These boobs and your ass added on are nearly crushing me here.”

“Well, if you want, I can get-”

“Not a chance,” Rainbow smiled, hugging her harder. “So, can I get all sentimental on you now?”

“Hehe, I did make you cum thrice in a row.”

She chuckled at the remark before letting out a low breath on her friend’s head and giving the top a quick smooch. “Just wanted to say I’m sorry for how I replied earlier again. And I really should’ve called you or something instead of just randomly changing my mind in the texts.”

Gilda sighed. “I’m over it. Really, the only thing that’s bugging me now is…” She thought for a second, unsure how to say it without coming off as a jerk. “Y’know, I just thought you would’ve been the one to text me first.”

She really hated to do this to her after getting so intimate. Three years without any letters, visits, calls, or texts stung though. It seemed to confirm her suspicions of Rainbow wanting to hang around with her own kind as opposed to a hot headed gryphon like herself.

The pony squeezed her briefly and nuzzled the top of her head. “I’m sorry, Gilda. The truth of the matter is I just forgot.” Gilda’s eyes narrowed and she looked to the floor.

Rainbow sensed her distress and reassured her with more hugging. “It’s not like I didn’t think you were cool or anything, I just meant I’m a busy mare these days.”

Opening that can of worms, she took a few minutes to explain her adventures with her friends. Gilda was surprised to hear about the pony’s status as an ‘element bearer’ and the huge responsibility that came with it. She wasn’t sure how she hadn’t heard about a few of these events that Dash recanted in the digital age though. Practically everyone had a camera at their disposal, and some of these sounded like they’d be viral gold.

“…And I think it was only a couple of months ago that freakin’ castle popped out of the ground. So, uh… yeah, that’s about it. Being an element bearer makes your social life take a hit, I guess.”

“Yeah, alright. You’re off the hook, Dash.” Rainbow thought she didn’t sound completely convinced.

“Well, I mean if you really wanna be sure, I can just ask you the same question. How come you waited three years to say anything?”

She opened her beak to reply, as it seemed obvious enough to herself, but then closed it once more.

She’d lost her mother that same week she visited Ponyville originally. She’d dropped out of flight school, so her father railed on her about her decisions for the future. After her spat with Rainbow that day, she’d been moving all over Equestria, even staying with her Grandpa Gruff in Griffonstone for half a year. She eventually moved back to Manehattan with her dad to score a job which involved selling fish to morons.

It wasn’t long after that Gilda decided she wanted to make something of herself, applying and successfully joining the Eagle Point Over Watch. EPOW was Manehattan’s air patrol, doing their best to keep the crime infested streets safe. Her mother was a former captain, though retired long before her demise. Gilda sought to make her and her father proud, which she did. She worked her way up to second lieutenant in the span of only a couple years.

She’d more than earned some time off, which is where she found herself now. She decided to put two weeks of leave towards reuniting with Rainbow Dash.

“I was… busy,” she said, dejected.

“I read the texts, G’.“ She pat the gryphon’s stomach and rubbed it sensually. “You probably could’ve made it a bit more brief, but I read it all. You’re the real deal.” She brought a hand up to her partner’s head and moved it up so they could meet each other’s eyes. “The thing is, I am too.” She shot her a grin.

Gilda smiled back. “Thanks for having me come here.” She felt like she could just make out with Rainbow until she fell asleep at this point. There was a foursome on the line though… plus the ridiculous amount of cum soaking their fur was becoming cold.

“Speaking of cum,” Rainbow began, despite purposely misconstruing which ‘come’ Gilda meant. She began to move, but was instantly reminded of the curvy gryphon weighing her down. “Heh, had enough spooning? Fluttershy probably has some towels lying around up here, let’s get dried up before heading back down.”

Author's Note

I decided I’ll give some backstory through these little afterglow moments. I figured that sort of stuff was what bogged down the enjoyment of the initial version of this story. Now I’m just hoping you don’t find what little I included to be too distracting. This works better because it’s only after the characters finish having sex, so anyone not interested can just skip to the next part.

[3] Pinkie

Contains Female/Female, lightly mentioned Herm/Female, and Excessive Fluids
Also some brief discussion about firearms
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Rainbow Dash and Gilda took less a minute to get toweled off and dressed again. Unfortunately, some of their clothing had been soaked with enough ejaculate to make it unwearable. The two couldn’t find themselves very bothered over it, however, as all of it was likely to come off again when they went back down.

Gilda opted to wear her previously discarded purple shirt and black hoodie, forgoing her pants to put her sleek thigh highs and panties on display. Her trousers had taken a good majority of her and Rainbow’s copious juices, so Gilda gathered them along with her bra to take back downstairs. While her bra wasn’t soaked like her poor pants were, she decided against wearing it due to the high chance of discarding all of her clothing again in the near future. Rainbow had put that idea in her head, wearing only her light blue bra and grey briefs.

Dash snaked a towel behind her neck and over both shoulders, letting out a satisfied sigh as if she’d just finished a work out. She traded looks with the hybrid standing by the door, the gryphon nodding at her to confirm she was ready to go back down. Gilda cocked her head as the pony continued staring at her.

“You look great,” Rainbow said, her friend chuckling and shaking her head.

“I’m just hoping they think the same. Were they really all that hyped over your idea for an orgy?”

The pony passed Gilda to get to the door. “Aren’t you? You couldn’t keep your eyes off Shy’s tits.” She pat the gryphon’s back. “If it helps any, we were all going at it way before you got to the cottage. Then we realized it wouldn’t be much of a party if it was just sex, so Pinkie scattered back to her place to make some food.”

“Yeah, that’s great that you had group sex, but you’re already best friends.”

“Hey, with boobs like yours, I’ll bet everyone’s your best friend.”

“Pfft, dweeb.” Gilda went ahead and opened the door for her, fumbling with the clothing in her free claw. She stepped through after smacking the mare’s ass with her tail.

Rainbow suddenly grabbed her shoulder, making her think she didn’t welcome that gesture. That was until Dash spoke up when their eyes met, “Hey, listen. I meant to say it earlier, but if anything comes out of this that you’re not okay with, we can stop. Fluttershy and Pinkie won’t be upset if you’re not into it, I already went over that possibility with them.”

Well, that shattered any idea of nefarious intentions Gilda still had in the back of her mind.

She smiled. The same genuine, heart-warming smile she had when reuniting with the pony earlier. “I think I’ll be alright, Dash. Thanks.”

“Good to hear.” Rainbow grinned back and followed her out, the gryphon leading them both downstairs once more.

Though she had a gorgeous view of Gilda’s backside while descending, it reminded her how conservatively she dressed the upper half of her body. It clashed with the thigh hugging semi-socks she had on and the wobbly rump her panties wedged themselves into. “How come you put that toasty thing back on?”

“Gives me a chance to show off my tits in a neat- woah,” she stopped herself, her beak opening in shock at whatever was on the main floor.

“What? What’s wro- woah!” Rainbow echoed.

The ponies they expected to find weren’t in sight, but they left behind a pretty massive clue that they were there. Several puddles of white were strewn about the floor, gradually covering more of the surface as it seeped down from above as well. The walls and random picture frames of Fluttershy’s animals and friends weren’t spared a white, sticky coating either. The room reeked of sex, though they didn’t need that hint to determine the ludicrous amount of the stuff was indeed cum.

The musky scent grew stronger as Gilda landed on the bottom step to investigate. Some of the candles were coated in it as well, preventing their lavender goodness from tackling the potent smell. “Fuckin’ hell, they must’ve been popping those pills like candy.”

Dash chuckled, “Pinkie was cumming like a fire hydrant earlier and I’m pretty sure she didn’t take any drugs to help.” She hopped down the last few steps, focusing more on the left over pastries that mare brought instead of the mess she left on the floor. Three orgasms in a row really took it out of a pony, she needed to re-energize.

The pegasus walked by Gilda, not worried about dirtying her hooves in ejaculate, and went for some snacks and water. Seeing that had reminded the gryphon that cum was indeed not toxic, so she did the same. As she trudged through puddles of the musky stuff, she found it arousing her, especially as some dripped on her head and the clothing she carried from above. Its thickness surprised her, and it seemed more gelatinous and sticky than she’d expected.

It muddied up the fur on her paws, but she didn’t dwell on it. She set her clothes down on the couch before joining Rainbow to indulge in sweets. Dash wasted no time stuffing her face with cookies and working her free hands to unravel the paper on a cupcake. Her cheeks puffed out cutely, crumbs falling free while a wide smile adorned her face. While Gilda hoped it wouldn’t have quite a similarly dorky effect on her, she assumed they must’ve been pretty good.

Gilda found her plate from earlier, its contents still looking as delectable as ever, and fortunately not coated in cum. She started with a donut, not finding it at all difficult to wolf the thing down in less than five seconds. ‘A donut’ didn’t take long to become three, plus a cookie, and half a cupcake. The gryphon looked up to see her friend sitting down, content with her fill, her lips lightly coated in icing.

“Pinkie Pie is a goddess,” Rainbow laughed and unscrewed the cap off a bottle of water. “I’m gonna thank her properly when she gets back down with Shy.” With that she chugged away, re-hydrating to make up for the extreme loss of fluids earlier.

Gilda shook her head, finishing her cupcake and setting the paper plate down on the table. She made it pretty close to finishing the entire stack, only leaving two cookies. She’d already eaten earlier, and loading up on more sugar just for the sake of emptying a plate was irresponsible in her book. A responsible decision in her book involved finding a place to sit while she digested the sugar she did load up on.

Dash was apparently a mind reader, as she scooted over to the right-most part of the couch, opposite of the gryphon’s clothes. She pat the empty cushion, shooting her a grin. “I’d pop in that movie, but I don’t wanna get up anymore.”

Gilda took a seat next her, specifically so her big, furry butt rested beside Dash’s hips. She leaned against her and nuzzled her neck. “That’s alright, you said it sucked anyways.” Cocky as ever, she grabbed a hold of the mare’s breast. “How much longer do you think they’ll be up there?”

“Can’t say. Speakin’ of them, we should make a bit of room on the couch, don’t ya think?” Rainbow pointed to the gryphon’s clothes, more specifically the firearm clearly visible in a belt holster attached to her pants. “I stuck my gun above the fire place, unloaded. I figured it’d help Fluttershy ease up around it.”

She nodded in response. It pained her, but she parted from the pony’s warm body and grabbed her stuff. The clothes found themselves stuffed under the table holding all of Pinkie’s snacks, but Gilda removed her handgun from the waistband of her pants first. Gilda realized a bit too late that she probably just dunked her clothes in a puddle of cum. She shrugged to herself, figuring they were going to need a wash no matter what she did with them.

The extra pound of sweets in her stomach beckoned her to stay seated, but the hybrid found it in her to stand up. She’d do what she could to show the home owner some form of respect or another. Gilda removed the magazine and then oriented her hands so one rested on the grip while the other’s palm hovered over the chamber.

“What’cha carrying there, short stuff?” Rainbow asked.

“Keep makin’ fun of my height and you’ll be on the business end of it, hot stuff.” Rainbow looked bewildered at that, resulting in a laugh from Gilda. “Come on, you can’t tell me you took that seriously after we bumped hips.” She racked back the slide and locked it, the round extracting out and into her open palm. “FN 509, I’ve got a bias for gryphon wares.”

She then walked over to the fireplace Rainbow mentioned, trying to ignore her paws seeping into puddles of cum, and immediately spotted the pony’s handgun. It was an F19, Gilda only took one look at it before chuckling, “Like there weren’t enough Flock cultists in the world.”

“Hey, I just wanted something I knew wouldn’t break on me. That’s what I was recommended.”

“Yeah, alright,” she smirked, happy that the pony hadn’t cited the company’s line of ‘perfection’. She set down the bundle of equipment, wriggling her toes in ejaculate. It must’ve gotten to her head more than she thought, as Gilda felt her plump lips and clit bulge out her underwear.

While walking back, she noted that a rather large streak wound up on the table behind all of the food, and a specific bottle of water caught her eye. Gilda shrugged after trading looks with Dash, she was legitimately curious what those two tasted like down there. She swiped the bottle up and slid some of the ejaculate off before sauntering over to her friend.

Rainbow’s eyes widened when looking not at the contents in her open palm, but the gryphon’s crotch. “Man, you’re soaked,” she said, weaving a hand into her own underwear. As if mentioning it brought the sensation into existence, Gilda felt a trickle of her juices running down her thigh. She looked down in shock to confirm that it was indeed feminine nectar, and quite a bit of it.

There was so much, it bled through her panties and began muddying up the fur on her inner legs. “Fuck, I thought I was hot and bothered, but this is somethin’ else.”

Wet clothes were no fun, especially not when she had a half naked pegasus to sit beside. She stripped off her drenched underwear and joined Rainbow on the couch again. Of course, by ‘joining’ her, she rested a knee between the pony’s legs and ground her dripping sex bits on her lap. She felt a lot more trustworthy of the ponies she’d get to know more personally in a few minutes, and discarding her lower garments helped convey that to Rainbow.

With those two in mind, she decided to get a head start on the intimacy factor. She licked some of the cum off her claw, only to raise a brow at the taste and gelatinous texture.

She sputtered it out, a strong and salty aftertaste lingering in her mouth. “Bleh, what the heck?”

Rainbow cocked her head and stopped herself from grabbing onto her friend’s rump. “What’s up?”

“This is jizz,” she claimed, showing her hand to the pony, some of it sliding off and splattering against the couch. She then unscrewed her water bottle and drowned out the taste with ice cold goodness.

“Psh, yeah it’s jizz, tons of it. Now that I think on it, they probably were using pills.”

After a few gulps, she lowered her head and the quarter-full bottle back down with a sigh. “No, I mean that was jizz, not 'girl cum' that just happens to be white and milky, what gives? Did they have some guys come over something?”

“Ah, shit.” Rainbow smacked her forehead after piecing together her concern. She never told Gilda a very relevant secret about her shy friend. “I was supposed to say something while we were up there. Fluttershy’s a~”

With plot perfect timing, the door to the restroom upstairs opened up, grabbing both of their attention.

“Is it okay to come down, Rainbow Dash?” asked Fluttershy.

The two traded looks before Gilda called back, “Yeah, you two are fine. She cleared it all up.”

“So you’re up for the foursome!?” an excited Pinkie shouted from above.

It drew a chuckle out of the gryphon, “Depends on how long you’ll make us wait.” Gilda looked back to Rainbow and used a softer tone, “So, what’s wrong with Fluttershy?”

She reluctantly eased the hybrid away from her so she could kneel on the couch cushion while facing the stairs. “Well, they’re either naked or close to it already, so just see for yourself.”

Naturally, Pinkie Pie was the first down, only clopping her hooves down a couple steps before leaping over the last half. She confirmed Rainbow’s assumption when landing, all of her lovely pink curves bouncing about for their viewing pleasure. Gilda wouldn’t get to see what stopped jiggling first, as the mare faced them once she landed, shrouding her fat plot. Her tits went on for a while though, the large mounds moving freely without the cage of a bra and shirt.

She shot them both a wide grin and wink before striking a pose, her arms akimbo while balancing most of her weight on one leg. It showed off some excellent side boob and plenty of curvature on her bubble butt.

Gilda softly whistled, “Lookin’ good.”

She beamed, clapping her hands together and exposing her front once more. “You really think so?”

Gilda made no small note of the plump horsecunt on display. The engorged dark pink flesh seemed to outclass Rainbow’s in size. Her plush lower lips had a natural gape, showing off her spacey inner walls. Either that or she’d just stuck something up in there during their shower upstairs. Beyond that, copious white secretions spilled out of the stretched thing, dripping all over the floor and her thick thighs.

The gryphon licked her beak while staring. “I think I made a huge mistake getting all up in your face instead of between those cheeks.”

“Your pick up lines are so fuckin’ lame,” Rainbow laughed.

Gilda rolled her eyes, smiling still. She screwed the cap back on her water and set it aside. “And for contestant number two?” That was the other pony’s cue to show off her goods, though Gilda couldn’t hear her making an effort to come down the last few steps. Perhaps she needed some encouragement. “Fluttershy, I’m not gonna bite. If it helps any, I couldn’t keep my eyes off you since I stepped inside.”

The pony instead weakly called back back, “Rainbow, you told her about my… ‘condition’, right?”

The three on the first floor traded looks, Pinkie Pie taking a moment to piece it together whereas Gilda cocked a brow at her partner. Dash shrugged and clarified, “I said you’d just show her. C’mon, it’s not that big a deal.”

Fluttershy was still taking time to decide if she wanted to reveal the big surprise through sight or word of mouth. The blue pony went ahead and made the decision for her, looking to Gilda. She raised her voice and added unnecessary emphasis to her every word, “Cause I figure she’s done it with a herm before.”

“Rainbow!”

Gilda’s eyes widened. “Woah, for real?”

The pegasus continued in her mocking tone, “Why, I’ll bet she’s taken stallions even bigger than you, Shy. Twenty inches is nothin’ for a bad ass gryphon like Gilda.”

“Dash!” the timid pony shouted, merely sending Rainbow into a giggle fit.

“Psh, yeah right,” Gilda chuckled. Her smirk disappeared once seeing her friend’s equally confident smile and raised brow. “You’re serious? How does she even walk?” The gryphon laughed softly before speaking to the staircase again, “She’s got me curious, Fluttershy. You can come down, I’m not weirded out or anything.”

Pinkie had taken the lead, motioning for her friend to come down with the promise of a hug. It worked, given how Shy’s soft hoof steps rung about the quiet home. Since all the fuss had been about what the pony had between her thighs, Gilda tried to focus her attention there. However, as soon as the herm came into sight, her breasts stole the hybrid’s gaze.

Rainbow wasn’t kidding, they were enormous. She could tell they were bigger than her head when the pony wore that cozy robe earlier, but now they looked almost comical. Tipped with wide, golden areolas, the fat, yellow mounds simply would not stop jiggling as she came down the stairs, notably bouncing once her hoof contacted something. They looked incredibly heavy, though they hardly sagged enough to show it. Gilda wished she’d done more than just press her own chest into them earlier when hugging the pony.

Shy reached the bottom step, nuzzling her partner instead of hugging her. Pinkie gave her a reassuring grin before Fluttershy turned to show off her goods to the couched duo.

Her breasts flopped around from the action, but this time Gilda took note of the heavy object below that flopped around just as much. The sheer size wasn’t anything to scoff at, also not exaggerated by her friend, but the gryphon was more intrigued by its color. Her intimidating pole was a solid black, its light gleam from her shower giving it the appearance of being rubber. Her cock was erect, though its weight made it hang down past her knees, occasionally bobbing up at a steep angle for a moment. With her legs slightly parted, Gilda was able to make out Fluttershy’s large, yellow testes dangling behind her rod. They were positively stuffed, no doubt thanks to some form of pill or another.

“Geez, where were you hiding that?”

The pony blushed and smiled. “I was worried you’d notice when we hugged earlier.” Pinkie Pie embraced her from behind, groping her massive breasts and drawing a pleasured sigh from the herm. “Is everything alright now? You seemed really upset with Rainbow before going up.”

The gryphon shrugged. “Yeah, we’re cool. She’s probably got twenty-twenty hindsight, but I would’ve appreciated a heads up over the phone for what kind’a party this would be.” Despite Pinkie’s expert fondling of Shy’s tits, her cock bobbing up from the stimulus stole Gilda’s attention.

“Uh, let’s be real here though: I don’t think I’m gonna take that thing.”

“Aw, why not?” Rainbow asked.

“Cause my cunt isn’t a black hole like a pony’s,” Gilda chuckled. “Even then, I figure she probably does a real number on the average mare, it’s fuckin’ huge.” It throbbed up at the compliment, and Gilda’s sex bits drooled juice at a faster rate from the sight.

Pinkie Pie knelt down, stuffing her face in the herm’s butt and fondling her heavy stick from behind. “Hnn, that’s alright, Gilda. I… ah-” Her legs shook as the bubbly mare took on pleasuring her with her tongue. Pinkie loudly lapped away at what was likely Fluttershy’s snatch, Gilda caught some of her juices falling to the floor which confirmed she had both parts.

Audible cunt fondling drew her attention away from the two ponies by the stairs and to the one kneeling next to her on the couch. Rainbow had a hand stuffed in her own bits, supple nectar raining down on the poor cushions in her line of fire. The pony shot her a smirk, cocking her head in the direction of her friends to tell Gilda to look back over there.

When she did, her jaw dropped.

A flat, impossibly long tongue had coiled around the entirety of Fluttershy’s stick roughly three times from the tip to the base. It didn’t stop at the thick beginning either. She’d wrapped it around her plump nuts and likely had more to spare for working on her horsecunt. Fluttershy used her hands to pinch and grab at her huge breasts, groaning and shaking from her partner’s ministrations.

“You two are freakin’ unreal,” Gilda said, gawking all the while. She didn’t even notice her claw had found its way to her snatch, accepting a shower of her sweet juice. Pre expulsions liberally coated her hand, dripping off to the couch alongside the excess liquid trailing down her thighs. She more than matched Rainbow’s efforts to soak the cushions they knelt on.

Rainbow slapped Gilda’s jiggly ass and gave the furry thing a squeeze. “Pretty sure we should put all that to use. G’s gonna squirt if you keep it up.”

“Hmhm, fair enough,” Fluttershy giggled. Pinkie showed that she heard them by pulling herself up, dragging her long muscle along with her.

Gilda found herself short breathed watching it unravel itself from Fluttershy’s cock. It throbbed, dribbling precum as its source of pleasure slithered away, and her overstuffed balls jiggled as the tongue parted ways back to its owner. Once she stood up, Pinkie rested her head over Shy’s shoulder, showing off the huge appendage by dangling it over the herm’s front side. It hung all the way down to her knees, slick with spittle and pressed against her friend’s sensitive bits.

Gilda wiggled her digits in herself while speaking. That lengthy thing gave her an idea as it slung itself over the pony’s member. “How about we take turns instead of just going into group fun?”

Rainbow piped up, “Not a bad idea. Who’s doing-”

“Pinkie!” The gryphon snapped, then blushed as it directed all faces to her. “I-I’ll take Pinkie.”

The mare in question retracted her long tongue then gasped happily. “Sounds super!”

She bounced out from behind her partner and ran over to the couch to feast her eyes on her next lay. Gilda stretched her arms over the back of the couch to give a warm welcome to the pony, however Pinkie ran around the furniture to get right to the action. She gawked at her new gryphon mate, not expecting see her wobbly butt on display instead of more cozy clothing. Well, those leg warmers looked pretty cozy, but those were more for alluring than covering up.

Fluttershy made her way over as well, embracing Rainbow from behind and getting to work removing her bra. “Guess that leaves me with Shy,” she chuckled. The herm pulled Dash’s head up by her chin and then kissed her. Gilda imagined the pony’s fat cock rubbing against her friend’s back, but she didn’t pay that much thought to it, as she had her own mare to worry about.

The gryphon granted Pinkie a warm smile before turning around and sitting down. She propped her back against the furniture’s arm, pointed her knees to the ceiling while her paws rested on the couch, and pulled her hoodie up all in one fell swoop. It took some effort, but she managed to draw the heavily padded thing all the way over her huge breasts, the heaving things flopping out and jiggling to the pink mare’s astonishment.

With her legs bent the way they were, she merely had to shift her knees in one direction to expose her supple gryph cunt absolutely plastered with her juices. Pinkie salivated at the sight of her thick thighs and shapely rear. Gilda cocked her head at the mare as if to challenge her, grinning smugly all the while. She wiggled her thin tail, sliding the top half over her butt and giving it a little whip.

“See somethin’ ya like?” The pony bit her lip and nodded, drawing a chuckle out of Gilda. “Get up here then.” She looked a bit odd asking the pony to go ‘up’ anywhere when everything about her position was below her.

Rather than comment on it, Pinkie grabbed the hybrid’s knees and spread them apart before kneeling down. With her legs parted, Gilda had an excellent view of that mare letting her enormous tongue spill out of her mouth. Her heart sunk at the idea of that thing actually going inside of her. The hand on her hoodie moved down to the couch to support her weight in preparation for a rough session.

Pinkie bumped her snout into the gryphon’s engorged cunt, then lifted her head high up, quickly dragging her wet muscle along her bits like some sort of perverse string of floss. Gilda’s eyes widened and her beak opened to let out a breath she didn’t she’d been holding. Having a tongue running across her junk was one thing, but two whole feet of the stuff sparing no crevice was another, and she knew the mare had plenty more to give based on the treatment she gave Fluttershy.

Apparently Pinkie was a mind reader, as she let out more of her tongue, the slippery thing folding itself over Gilda’s abdomen. Shooting the gryphon a wink, Pinkie lowered her head and lapped at her bulging clit. Gilda gripped the sofa tightly while stretching out her legs and curling her paws. She failed to suppress a moan as Pinkie ran the whole length of her tongue over her sensitive bits again.

Gilda smiled at the mare sheepishly. Pinkie looked back at her, wiggling her tongue playfully. “Heh, I can make this good for both of us, y’know.” The mare arched a brow, smiling as best she could, and sensually lapped over her bits. “Oh, fuck,” she sighed, prompting her to lick again. Her hips rose up on their own, and Pinkie slowly lowered her head, her lengthy muscle slithering all over her fat rump and engorged lips.

Letting out another hot breath, the gryphon tried once more, “Ya sure you don’t want me to-hooff-”

Pinkie wouldn’t give her the chance to finish her offer, as she plunged a good foot of her tongue into Gilda’s quivering snatch. The gryphon cried out in pleasure, claws threatening to slice through the couch cushions she gripped. That massive, flat tongue folded over itself while inside, stretching the hybrid out. The excessive amount not cramming itself in her cunt got busy slicking up her outer walls and ravishing her painfully erect clit.

The bubbly mare wove her arms under Gilda’s thighs before propping them up. She pressed her muzzle roughly against her soaked vag’, the drenched thing greeting her with a healthy shower of sweet juice. It soaked most of her snout and narrowly avoided her eyes, but Pinkie wouldn’t let that get in the way of finishing the job. She positioned her head in such a way that the great length of wet muscle not stuffed in her new bed mate rested over her pulsing bead.

Giggling internally, Pinkie quickly stuffed in another six inches. The hybrid squirmed cutely, her thick thighs squeezing on Pinkie’s head and her tail wagging against her fat breasts. Yet more excessive pre expulsions poured out of her needy cunt, much to the mare’s delight.

The pony cupped her mouth over most of the hybrid’s junk, allowing her streaks of nectar to go where they’d be most appreciated. And boy did Pinkie appreciate it. Gilda tasted amazing! So wonderfully sweet and tangy… in fact, almost too tangy. The bubbly mare smiled to herself after figuring something out in her head. This gryphon was going to reward her with a lot more if she’d guessed correctly.

Gilda’s claws left the cushion and she put them to work kneading her firm breasts. She groaned and her hips rose up as Pinkie forced more of that wonderful thing inside. It utterly stuffed her, easily reaching to her inner barrier and rolling back to form layers on itself. Gilda couldn't tell exactly how many times it folded over itself, but it felt like enough to match the girth of an average horse shaft.

Still, more crammed itself in, lewd ‘schlick’ sounds ringing about as it ran over the gryphon’s throbbing outer lips. Gilda pinched her hard nipples and stopped trying to hide her groans of delight. More and more feminine nectar splashed right into Pinkie’s awaiting maw, the mare gulping it down almost as soon as it pooled in her mouth. Though it was beginning to grow tedious, as this gryphon’s cunt made a decent impression of a broken faucet.

Randomly, Gilda gasped and bucked her hips up, her walls squeezing down extra tightly on her lengthy tongue. The accompanying hose of juice into Pinkie’s gullet made her eyes widen. She moved her face from the squishy lower lips, leaving in the two and a half feet of wet muscle. Brushing over her clit with that huge thing prompted another hip thrust along with a near violent gush of juice from Gilda.

It splattered against her muzzle, and she decided to take her tongue out. She was sure to press it against her erogenous zone while doing so, admiring the subtle thrusts she brought out of the gryphon and the accompanying heavy spurts of sweet juice. It was a long, slow journey out of those grippy walls, gripping her tongue tighter as she dragged more out, seemingly beckoning it to stay put. Fortunately, Gilda’s 'orgasm' was just as long and drawn out, every other second having a squirt of juice rocket out and onto her face.

She did eventually get her tongue out, balling up the tip before pulling it to give a crude ‘pop’. Pinkie then let down the hybrid’s shaking legs while looking at her sensitive sex with glee. She slowly rubbed her palm over the gryphon’s mons which rewarded her with more streams of nectar, plastering her hand and dropping down to stain the sofa.

“Wow, you cum lots!” she exclaimed happily.

“I-I didn’t cum yet,” Gilda moaned, rolling her head back and closing her eyes.

“You… whuh?” Her jaw dropped, though kept up with her gentle rubbing. Surprisingly, it was still squirting into her hand.

“Pretty fuckin’ close though, Pinkie. You’re awesome at this.” Gilda continued, hips grinding against the mare’s palm. She did eventually look down to see how she responded to the compliment, only to gawk.

Gilda wasn’t sure she liked the devious grin on her face.

“Close, huh?” she asked, a veritable fuck-ton of prehensile tongue launching out of her mouth immediately after.

Gilda’s eyes widened and her limbs froze up at the sight. The thing’s tip lapped at her pulsing clit while seemingly endless amounts coiled up between her thighs. She heart sunk as it prodded her depths, threatening to stuff her full once more. The sprays of juice painting the mare’s face and matting down her hair told her how she really felt. They were definitely growing stronger, the supple nectar spitting out at higher forces despite not achieving orgasm yet.

It was then Gilda felt a burning heat in her chest. Hot enough to make her stop playing with her breasts so she could pull her hoodie off her chest. She groaned to herself, sitting up as she frantically worked her beefy arms through the sleeves. She chucked the jumbled shirt and hoodie across the room as soon as they broke free.

Pinkie went ahead and plunged her lengthy muscle back in, drawing a pleasured cry out of the gryphon. She grabbed the mare’s fluffy hair with one claw while the other pressed against the back of her head. Though pulling on her head wouldn’t do much to get more of that wonderful thing inside of her, Pinkie still obliged by effortlessly sliding in another foot of slick muscle.

Gilda suppressed a moan, but her engorged lips gave Pinkie all the tell tale signs of a job well done. Every little bump or grind against her muzzle would result in another hose of delectable fluid. Pinkie was pretty full of the stuff already, so most of it found its way to the couch cushions after splashing against her face. She was pretty sure those comfy things were ninety percent grade A gryph juice at this point, excess amounts bleeding through and pooling onto the floor.

She bent her tongue upwards to poke and prod at the gryphon’s special spot while the extra foot and a half of muscle not stuffed in her vag’ got to work running against her engorged folds and mons. Gilda’s hips bucked up appreciatively, the heavy squirt following it forced Pinkie’s eyes shut as it splashed against them.

The bursts of nectar coming out of this thing were getting a bit ridiculous. That last one really seemed like an orgasm for any normal pent up mare, but Gilda still fidgeted as if she were teetering on the edge. It started to worry the pony, especially since her face was in the blast radius for a particularly messy cum shower.

Regardless, she kept up with her attacks on the gryphon’s erogenous zone and her throbbing clit. Gilda pulled the pony’s face against that cracked damn harder, moving her head to rub her snout against herself. Pinkie’s ears perked up as the gryphon breathed in sharply, her hips gradually rising higher while the streams of nectar picked up in intensity.

Gilda reluctantly eased up the pressure on Pinkie’s head. She huffed out, “F-fuck, Pinkie watch-” The mare quickly drew her tongue out, the entire two and a half feet previously cramming up her inner walls now running over her painfully erect clit. It made the hybrid’s tongue loll while her eyes rolled back, a heavy, continuous streak of pre expulsions flowing out.

Once that muscle exited her snatch entirely, Pinkie leaned back until her shapely rear rested on her heels. Gilda took on pleasuring herself with a claw, her cunt battering the helping hand with its essence. The mare opened her mouth wide to encourage her friend’s load, her tongue having retracted far enough to only hang down to her sizeable breasts.

Pinkie expected to get wet, she expected a lot would pool up in her mouth, and she expected it to last a while if her presumptions about the treats were correct.

She did not expect a high pressure hose knocking her flat on her ass.

Gilda roared as she came, her cunt launching a fountain- no, geyser of crystal clear cum, completely soaking the pink mare’s front side and splashing off to cover everything in a three foot radius. The brunt of that heavy shot hit Pinkie right in her face, juice audibly splattering against the back of her throat. It overfilled her mouth quickly, her tongue reeled back in, a hearty gulp following it.

She let out a hasty breath right after, Gilda’s excessive cumshot having calmed down enough not to spray her in the face. She rubbed her eyes and spit some of the clear fluid out to the puddle on the floor. Then she heard a grunt before another wave of that delectable nectar splashed against her bountiful breasts. Grinning, Pinkie squeezed them together to entice her new bed mate, a healthy gush painting her features again.

The mare giggled as she rested her back on the floor, basking in the gryphon’s kinky shower. She didn’t think the next few shots would arc so far above her body, however. Those violent streaks hit the table behind her, knocking off some trays of her baked delicacies! One even launched high and far enough to soak the poor TV screen.

“Holy fuck!” Rainbow shouted, drawing Pinkie’s attention. At some point while Pinkie worked her magic, those two found themselves on the floor instead of next to Gilda on the couch. Shy had impaled the pegasus on her shaft while the mare rested on her knees and elbows. She hadn’t taken notice to the massive arcs of cum until Rainbow shouted her obscenity. She gasped and reluctantly stopped thrusting after spotting a stream soar clear across the room.

Gilda barely registered the outburst, opting instead to rapidly pat her mons and dig a few fingers into her gushing sex. She shut her eyes tight while keeping her beak shut tight, stuffing herself further with three digits to send off her essence as hard as she could. It was diminishing though, something Pinkie noticed right away as her relaxing streams weren’t attempting to drown her anymore.

She sat up to see Gilda’s cute hips shaking left and right while juice feebly splattered against her hands. She lifted her paws from the floor, toes curled tightly, and eased herself into the soaked couch cushions. After another two shots hit the palm of her hand, she let out an exasperated sigh and sunk into the sofa. Her legs shook and her cunt still leaked that wonderfully sweet nectar, but she was clearly done cumming for now.

Between pants, Gilda stuttered, “Th-that wasn’t… hnn-normal.”

Pinkie licked all over her own face to suck up the leftover juice before replying. “I’ll say! Those treats worked wonders!”

“Treats?” Rainbow asked, only for her eyes to widen in realization. “Oh, Pinkie, don’t tell me you…” She thought things were getting wetter than usual while Shy fucked her from behind.

“Hehe, I totally did.” She stood up and surveyed the area below her. The shallow lakes of clear cum surrounding the floor made her drool. It was pleasantly warm, soothing the frogs of her digitigrade hooves. The puddle she stood in splattered every which way when she traded the hoof she balanced on. Her snacks were unfortunately rendered soggy and likely inedible unless someone really liked the taste of girl cum, and the juice coating the television utterly destroyed the possibility of a movie night.

As for herself, she was pretty sure no inch of her body was spared a thorough coating. The stuff stuck to and soaked her hair, weighing it down while the excess dripped to the floor and down her curvy body. Pinkie shook her assets around, juices flinging off and doing a minor job to dry her off.

“What? What’d she do?” Gilda asked, shaking her head to avoid dozing off.

“I spilled like a whole box of overload pills in every dish,” Pinkie giggled. “With explosive results! Bet that felt awesome, huh?”

“Yeah, unless you’re a gryphon. I nearly passed out, Pinkie.” She wasn’t annoyed, just… exhausted. Shaking her head again to stay in the game, she noticed the mare’s ears flatten against her head. It only mildly managed to crush Gilda’s heart into tiny pieces, so she clarified. “Hey, it’s alright. I’m gonna go on a whim and assume Dash didn’t tell you that bit about us.”

“Something about gryphons?” Fluttershy asked.

“Yeah, I didn’t mention that they work as makeshift shower heads when they cum,” Rainbow groaned as the herm shifted inside of her. She pat her bulging stomach and looked over to her friend. “You okay, Gil’?”

“Bit tired, but-” she paused when that burn in her loins returned with a vengeance. “Pent up? The Fuck, I shot out like a gallon of that stuff!”

“She did say she put a whole box in those snacks,” Dash chuckled, then yelped as the pony pulled out, exposing her precum gushing tip. She traded looks with the herm, the concern on Shy’s face bringing her out of the mood pretty quickly. With a clearer head, Rainbow realized that Gilda probably saw this as a breach of trust. “I meant like are you okay?”

The gryphon knew that ‘okay’ was asking if she wanted to continue messing around, and apparently the other two party-goers knew as well. Pinkie and Fluttershy waited on her confirmation, trying pretty hard not to paw at their genitals as they watched her spill juice all over the couch. While she appreciated their concern, she didn’t really have any other options. Declining wouldn’t magically undrug her or stop the quickly rising amount of cum all worked up in her cunt.

“Fuck yeah, I gotta get this stuff outta me somehow.” It brought grins out of her new friends. Fluttershy wasted no time squeezing Rainbow’s back against her tits, her member poking through the mare’s thighs. One pull back and she was pounding away inside Dash once more.

Pinkie didn’t need to be told twice either, sauntering over to her new partner. Her boobs bounced and jiggled enticingly as expected, but the bits below her waist interested the hybrid more. Whether that excess shower got her hot and bothered, or she’d taken a couple handfuls of those drugs, the mare was drenched down there. Milky white secretions poured out of her cunt, slowly running down her inner legs and pooling alongside Gilda’s ejaculate on the floor. Her fat, pink clit winked out to greet the hybrid, showing off her arousal alongside her equally plump labial lips.

“I still gotta get you back too.” Gilda shot her a seductive smirk while standing up.

The mare closed the gap between them, hugging her and smothering Gilda's head between her heavy breasts. Pinkie giggled as the gryphon hugged her back and rubbed her face into those plush mounds. A claw worked its way lower, pinching and groping her doughy pink rump. Pinkie returned the favor by slapping Gilda’s equally squishy butt, then rubbing her hands sensually along her fur.

“Ooh, you’re so cuddly!” she exclaimed, pulling Gilda off the couch and squishing her cheek against the gryphon's neck. She crushed their far tits together then moved her hands under the gryphon’s ass to hoist her up properly. Pinkie regretted the action not too soon after, as this hybrid was a bit heavier than her shorter size implied. How did Fluttershy pull that off so easily earlier?

When Gilda wrapped her legs around her back and gave her stomach a fresh coating of precum, she tacitly decided the lifting effort was worth it. The gryphon moved her head back, lustily staring at Pinkie and waiting for her to make a move. As if the excess ejaculate wasn’t enough of a clue she was about to burst, the soft pants and heavy blush adorning her cheeks beckoned her to put a hand to more than just fondle her ass.

“Hohoh yep. You’re gonna be juuust fine once I’m through with you.”

Gilda cracked a smile then touched her beak to the pony’s cutely scrunched muzzle. “That a challenge?”

“Maybe.” She smirked, then quickly smooched the gryphon’s beak.

Her hold started to falter once she parted her lips, so Gilda nodded to silently communicate to let her down. Pinkie did so, gently lowering her so that her engorged cunt slid along her front side for a moment before she regained her footing. The mare drew a subtle purr out of Gilda by pressing her hands into her pillowy breasts.

“It wouldn’t be much of a contest though. I feel like I’d burst just seeing that thing again.” That was not the sort of information one shared with Pinkie Pie when having sex. Gilda learned this quickly, as the mare predictably spilled her tongue out of her grinning maw. Her thick thighs snapped together on their own, grinding into each other and squishing against her leaking cunt.

Acting fast, Pinkie wrapped her hands behind the gryphon’s head and pulled her in for a real endearment. She pried that beak open using her lips and then shot her lengthy muscle in the quivering hybrid’s mouth. Gilda moaned, though the pony suppressed it right after it started by utterly stuffing her full of slick, prehensile goodness. Pinkie giggled watching Gilda’s eyes roll back, though they slowly shut so she could savor the mare’s treatment.

The gryphon let her take charge like before, as that beast she called a tongue dominated her world. Pinkie pressed her muzzle against Gilda harder, cooing and relishing in her muffled pants. Her hands released the hybrid’s head so they could travel lower, one on her muscular wing bases while the other grabbed a handful of plush gryph butt.

Gilda found it in her to hug back, though not nearly with the same passion. Her legs were shaking and her heart rate grew out of control. She was certain Pinkie could feel her beat through their busts, the huge things squished together while sensitive nipples touched. Juice spilled out of her plump folds and added to the ever expanding puddles on the floor. Her cunt was throbbing, her pink clit flexed out, and her insides clenched down hard, yearning for something to fill them.

Somehow it surprised her when something did fill them, but it wasn’t the hand on her back or the one fiercely groping her rump.

Pinkie drew her snout back, leaving just as much slick muscle in there as before despite pulling out. Gilda slowly opened her eyes to a smugly grinning pony with her tongue out.

Then she looked down.

Gilda’s eyes widened as she pieced together what fondled her gushing cunt. That thing was just unreal, trailing all the way down her front side, teasing her clit, and stuffing itself most of the way up her inner walls. It bent in several awkward angles, one inevitably pressing against her erogenous zone and coaxing out a blast of potent juice.

She looked at Pinkie dreamily, silently beckoning to pony to finish her off.

Pinkie smiled widely while moving forth and maneuvered the bundle of tentacle-like appendage in such a way that it spread the hybrid’s beak open. The mare opened wide and pulled Gilda in close for another hot kiss. Gilda’s eyes shut and her heart sunk while making out with her. She hugged back even tighter and her thick thighs clamped together, squeezing on the lengthy muscle giving her so much pleasure.

An orgasm rocked her core while Pinkie worked her magic. Her tongue was the first to inform her of the liters of pussy juice gushing out of her new partner’s cunt, but her ears perked up to the audible splashing that accompanied it. Gilda weakly thrust her hips, gliding her soaked nethers along Pinkie’s slick tongue and coating it with the excess nectar it craved. The mare giggled as she lapped up heavy bursts of cum, though she was only able to appreciate the flavor. It all loudly plummeted to the hard wood floor after assaulting her tongue.

Still holding her endearment, she retracted the small amount of tongue stuffing that beak. Well, small in comparison to everything outside of her mouth licking away at a toned, yet curvy gryphon. Gush after gush splashed against her muscle, drenching her legs and creating a large puddle where they stood. It seemed unending, Pinkie wondering if it was possible to to flood a home with an orgasm.

Gilda’s grip on her back loosened up and Pinkie helped prop her up as she leaned into her front side, stuffing her face between the mare’s breasts. Giggling, she nuzzled the top of her head and gently lowered her down. Despite running out of energy to stand up from the extended climax, she still spurt out juice as if her cunt depended on being mistaken for a fire hose. She slowly planted herself on her knees, resting her head against Pinkie’s belly while weakly grabbing at her bottom.

Pinkie stopped giggling as she remembered what Gilda had said about nearly passing out earlier.

It took a few seconds to reel that thing back in, and doing so quickly ran it over the gryphon's orgasming bits. “Gilda, are you alright?” She grabbed onto the hybrid’s shoulders and shook her a couple times while she continued marking the floor with her essence.

It surprised her when the gryphon looked up with the cutest blush she’d ever seen alongside an equally cute smile. “Just peachy, thanks,” she whispered as her cunt finally ceased its liquid conquest of the floor.

She let out a blissful sigh while moving down to rest in her own juices. The ‘splash’ she heard drew out a blush and got her to note the sheer amount coating the floor around her. Gilda basked in her cum, not caring in the slightest that the fur of her breasts or stomach soaked up a great deal of it. She suppressed a groan, as it seemed like her bits only wanted a moment of rest before catching fire again.

As much as she wanted to get off, poor Pinkie probably felt slighted having not received any pleasure yet. Gilda liked to consider herself experienced, and took joy in showing off that experience. She had to admit this pony would make it difficult, as her tongue did a real number on her sensitive bits.

The mare in question knelt down by the prone gryphon, playfully rubbing the feathers on her head while she appeared to be lost in afterglow. “Hehe, maybe we ought’a try a mutual position? I can get a teeny bit carried away.” Little did she know that her new friend had other things in mind.

Her stance gave Gilda an idea, especially as she watched Pinkie’s fat snatch leak its thick secretions. “Oh, I’ll show you carried away…” she said, a determined smile adorning her face.

Pinkie cocked her head at the remark, then gasped as Gilda latched onto her hooves from the floor. In one fell swoop, the hybrid got to her knees while weaving her arms under the mare’s jiggly butt. She then heaved, the power of lust - mostly the rippling muscles in her arms - giving her the strength she needed to pull that somewhat chubby pony off the ground. With her arms positioned the way they were, Pinkie’s thighs perched themselves on either of Gilda’s shoulders.

The gryphon proceeded to stand up, a task not at all difficult given her thick thighs were more solid muscle than not. Pinkie yelped at the sudden ascension, grabbing onto Gilda’s head out of fear of falling backwards. After yelping yet again when two eager claws pinched at her bottom, she quickly figured out that this gryphon wasn’t going to let her fall. Her hands seeped into that plush, doughy pony booty, and pulled back on her behind with the force of a charging rhino.

Pinkie bit her lip after noticing the gryphon’s beak was an inch away from her snatch, then she gasped once Gilda took a step forth instead of digging in. Another soft bump against her rump signaled another step. Despite the death grip on her rump, Pinkie held onto Gilda’s head for extra security while she moved. She turned back slightly to make sure the hybrid knew where she was going or to warn her about tripping over something, however her muzzle bumped against the wall before her back did the same.

“Holy cow, you’re strong!” Pinkie blurted out, her winking bead emphasizing it for the hybrid.

Gilda craned her head back, looking up at the bubbly pony with a smile. This position could work wonders now that she had a couple measures to prevent her from falling. “Hehe, seems like it’s turnin’ you on,” Gilda claimed, looking back down to stare at the mare’s soaking cunt.

“Well, you startled me a bit, but I was already pretty- oh.” She took a moment to really examine Gilda’s expression just then. Pinkie knew a ‘crazed look in the eye’ when she saw it… and this wasn’t it. This was more of a crazed ‘I’ll make you cum until you pass out’ look in the eye. Her tongue lolled out, her eyes were half lidded, and she released hotter and longer breaths on the mare’s exposed cunt dripping with liberal amounts of milky-white pre expulsions.

Gilda licked her beak then poked it against the mare’s bits before taking a blatant whiff.

“O-oh my!” she exclaimed, blushing profusely.

“Oh, yes,” Gilda replied lustily. Another touch of her beak against the sensitive thing made Pinkie gasp while her clit flexed. Despite showering prior to coming back down, the mare had already worked up a bit of musk for herself, no doubt thanks to the secretions leaking out of her fat horse cunt.

The gryphon squeezed and pinched Pinkie’s plush rump and pulled her in closer. Her tongue darted out, lapping up those drizzles and swiping the muscle all around her thick folds. Those plump lips had a notable squish to them as she prodded around, somewhat stiffening up in sync with her winking bead. Every poke with that thing had the mare gripping tighter, hooves bobbing lightly through the air.

She wasn’t concerned about falling anymore, just with how quickly Gilda could bring her to her peak. Pinkie didn’t show it earlier, but the gryphon’s antics while she went to work got her pretty heated below, and she hadn’t put much effort into treating herself. It showed now, not just in her little jerks left and right, but in the ludicrous amounts of pre spilling from her cunt. She was just about matching Gilda’s output from before!

While Gilda admired the flooding of her beak, she was much more intent on bringing Pinkie to the same heights she’d shown the hybrid. With Pinkie’s tail wagging appreciatively over her heavy breasts and her thick thighs squeezing on both sides of her head, she figured she was doing a good enough job. Whatever she didn’t manage to swallow down splashed down to her sizeable chest or the cum-coated floor below.

It did pain her that such wonderful ejaculate went to waste, for the taste was amazing. It had the same sweetness she’d associate with milk, strangely enough. She also found it odd that Pinkie was the first mare she’d encountered to have such a consistency. Gilda knew it was possible to have thick and creamy expulsions like that, which is why she mistook Fluttershy’s jizz for it earlier.

The mare drew her from her thoughts with a soft gasp and a buck of the hips. Gilda then noticed she had most of her lower beak wedged in the pony’s snatch. Pinkie’s clit flexed out and poked against the roof of her mouth, a small gush of pre following it. She ran her tongue over her fat bead before it had a chance to recede, making the next wink harder.

Pinkie’s legs shook while she lightly thrust her hips, making Gilda’s stance falter slightly. The excess splatters of precum all over her beak clouded her mind enough to make her forget she was propping up a pony larger than herself. Her arms were growing a bit sore, so she’d have to hurry this up unless she wanted to set the pony down and break the flow.

Fortunately, Pinkie looked ready to burst, as her thick thighs shook while she pulled the gryphon’s head in closer to stuff more of that delightful beak inside. Gilda giggled, though muffled by the fat horsecunt in her mouth, and slowly dragged her tongue along the pony’s mons. Her clit poked against that muscle several times during the motion, a buck of her hips complimenting every instance of contact.

It surprised Gilda when she continued lightly bucking those wide hips, forcing the gryphon to grip her bubble butt harder. Her beak opened wide to stuff her lower jaw as far up as the spongey outer walls of Pinkie’s bits would allow her. Meanwhile her tongue had free reign over the mare’s helplessly winking clit, darting around her folds and coaxing that love button out for a good lavishing.

She was so close, made clear by a small streak of her thick secretions blasting out and into her partner's mouth. Gilda gladly sped up her actions and kept lapping at her friend's fat bead, her tongue remained on it to rub it into submission. Pinkie's grip on her feathers tightened up as she let out a squeal of delight, "Gildaaa!"

With the wonderful sound of a partner screaming her name, Gilda figured she should prepare for some gushing down her throat. She took her tongue away from torturing Pinkie's massive clitoris and moved it lower to prod deep within her vag' alongside her beak. This would give her load a straight shot into her mouth instead of the bottom of her tongue blocking the way. She hoped to get a good mouthful or-

Her eyes opened wide as a massive surge of thick cum pushed forth and pooled up in her mouth quickly enough to fill it beyond capacity. Much of it ran down her cheeks and almost made her want to sputter it all back out. Pinkie's hips shifting back to prepare for another thrust gave the gryphon a firm reminder that overload pills were a thing and that they worked. She also realized that another imminent thrust meant another imminent glass full of gooey cream. That meant swallowing the fraction of what was to come already in her mouth would be a pretty good idea.

Gilda drank down the burst in her mouth just for Pinkie to shove her bits roughly against her beak again, gushing out another giant rope of her sweet cum. Like the first, it drenched every surface inside of her beak and hindered her ability to breathe until she finished gulping down everything offered. She wasn’t going to keep up at this rate, Pinkie had filled her maw again before she could swallow, the excess cream blasting out to coat her beak and the mare’s crotch.

A fourth wave of her expulsions washed over and forced her to spit out the milky substance before her breath ran out. Gilda withdrew her beak as more cum glazed her, and Pinkie instantly released her hold on the gryphon’s head. She would’ve thanked Pinkie for not letting pleasure cloud her judgement, but thick spurts of cum splashed against her face at such a rate it’d be impossible to speak. Gilda couldn’t even open her eyes to look at that gushing beauty, instead focusing on the feeling of warm cream soaking her feathers and pouring down her body.

Pinkie Pie moved a hand to her soaked sex to rub her rapidly flexing bead. She could hardly contain her moans while shooting out potent blasts of cum, absolutely plastering her partner’s head. The gryphon reveled in it, unable to keep from squeezing her thighs together in an effort to pleasure herself.

Unfortunately, this action made her paws slip through the heaps of slick ejaculate coating the floor beneath her. Pinkie’s hearty moans quickly turned into yelps of surprise and concern when the gryphon propping her up had let her descend a few inches rapidly.

Despite the thick hoses of cum splashing her right in the beak, Gilda braced her legs and heaved to make sure the mare wouldn’t drop further at that speed. After securing her slight fall, the gryphon felt it wasn’t safe to keep Pinkie held up like this, so she gradually lowered to her knees while allowing the pony to slide down the wall. Once she got on her knees, her arms did the rest, slowly letting the still orgasming pony lie down in a puddle of her own cream.

The gryphon sighed in relief at a job well done, Pinkie congratulated her with a few more heavy blasts of cum. Her back arced on the floor and two shots flew up high enough to pass right over Gilda’s head, a third hitting her square between the eyes. The mare’s legs twitched and her lengthy tongue lolled out as she glazed the hybrid like a donut.

Gilda chuckled to herself, pressing her boobs together to receive a healthy coating in the chest. Her orgasm died down slowly, Pinkie being sure to cover as much of her partner’s front side as possible. She’d lost count of the large streaks washing over her figure and ruining her fur. By the end, she managed to paint everything except for the gryphon’s erect wings. Gilda rubbed her still engorged cunt as Pinkie finished.

She wiped some of the excess cum off her face and chest before speaking up, “Guess I should’ve seen that coming.”

“H-heh…” Pinkie giggled weakly. “Cumming.”

Gilda suppressed a laugh, then crawled over to the peacefully lying pony. She took the opportunity to play with the mare’s heaving breasts while she panted softly. Squishing the large mounds drew some sensual coos and moans out of her. The mare wanted to ask a couple questions when she’d finished pleasuring Gilda earlier, but she hadn’t expected her taking charge like that. Let alone the raw strength she’d kept hidden from the group until now.

Just thinking about the ease that gryphon had lifting her up like that drew Pinkie’ gaze to her partner’s muscular arms still groping away at her bust. “Can’t say I was expecting you to lift me up like that.” She stuck out her tongue playfully.

Gilda smirked and recited, “Sorry, I can get a teeny bit carried away.” Her friend giggled, stopping once the gryphon wove a hand under the back of her head. Gilda leaned down while pulling Pinkie up for a smooch.

Pinkie Pie surprised her back by wrapping her arms around Gilda and bringing her down. She hummed sensually into that beak as Gilda let herself sink into the pony’s warm body. Spilling out her tongue for another thorough make out session was tempting, but Pinkie refrained from doing it, wanting to save herself some energy for Rainbow in a bit. That reminded her…

She broke their brief endearment, lapping once at the gryphon’s beak before pulling her closer again to hug her. “How come you were so eager to pair up with me anyhow?”

Gilda chuckled, slowly rubbing her head against Pinkie’s neck. “I’d tell ya, but I’m afraid you’ll try making me cum again.”

“The tongue tends to bring out the best in people.” Pinkie smiled widely. “And so much of it. You gushed for like a whole minute! Twice!”

“Heh, yeah. Part of the reason is kind’a shallow, but the other half is cool. I thought if I got a little stretch from that thing first, I’d be able to help Fluttershy out.” She looked over to those two, nearly forgetting they weren’t alone. Judging by the intensity of Rainbow and Shy’s love making, they probably didn’t even notice the gryphon lift a pony larger than herself and walk across the room with her. On the plus side, maybe she wouldn’t even need to attempt to take that beast, Dash making it down to just before that thick thing’s hilt.

She shook her head, forgetting she’d been in the middle of an explanation. “Anyhow, the other reason I chose you was…” Gilda sighed, lifting herself up to get a decent look at her cum coated partner. “You know, the way I treated you last time. I mean yeah, I yelled at Shy, but you were making all this effort to show me a good time and I spat in your face trying to hog Dash’s attention.”

She didn’t think someone had ever hugged her as hard as Pinkie had just then, squeezing the life out of her before she could finish.

“I’m so happy we’re friends now.” She ceased her squeezing, opting instead to snuggle the hybrid closely. Gilda wedged a thigh between her legs and rubbed it against the pony’s mound to draw a moan. “I appreciate the apology, but I was super serious when I said what I said earlier. Giving you some space would’ve helped us both out that day.”

Pinkie let out another couple of hot breaths while the hybrid worked at her cunt and rubbed their breasts together. She pecked Gilda’s beak multiple times to show her gratitude. “Plus, I couldn’t stay mad at you. You’re like suuuper fuckin’ hot.”

“Pfft, thanks. Pretty easy on the eyes yourself.”

“Ooh, but you’re like all toned ‘n stuff. And the way you lifted me? That was sweet! I almost wish I had a body like yours,” Pinkie explained, looking down and pinching a bit of her belly.

“Hey, don’t sell yourself short, the extra padding is cute. Suits you, if I can be so kind.” She pecked the mare on the cheek. “Plus, I’d levy it to our lines of work. I’d probably look like you if I was trapped around sweets all day. Hell, the treats you brought speak volumes about that. I don’t think I’ve ever eaten three donuts in a minute before.”

Pinkie went back to snuggling the life out of her until a pleasured cry stole their attention. Both turned their heads over to Dash and Fluttershy, the former of the two let out a groan and held her stomach. The blur fur surrounding her gut gradually bloated out. Fluttershy wrapped an arm around to clutch that hand while she rested her head beside Rainbow’s. She pounded at a steady pace as her fat nuts contracted and pumped the mare full of spooge.

Gilda rolled off of Pinkie to give her some breathing room, both closely watching the scene before them. Fluttershy moved her free hand down toward’s the mare’s winking clit, drawing a pleasured gasp. Rainbow spilled her load moments later, painting the floor and Shy’s hand with her supple juices.

Both gryphon and pony jaws dropped as Fluttershy’s thick white cum seeped out of that engorged cunt. The herm slowly pulled her still spurting cock out, though removing the flared head proved to be difficult. She had to move both her hands to the mare’s hips to get extra leverage. Rainbow didn’t seem to mind much, taking on the task of pleasuring herself through a copious orgasm.

The flare came free with a crude pop alongside a rush of semen out of her cunt. She took hold of her cock in one hand and pumped, heavy ropes of the stuff splattering on Rainbow’s backside. Dash slumped to the floor while fingering away, her knees growing weary from her extended climax. Fluttershy used the now free hand to assist in jerking her black rod, painting the mare’s thighs, back, and wings.

“Daaamn,” Gilda chuckled as she watched her oldest friend turn into a frosted delicacy. Rainbow’s orgasm ceased moments after her chest contacted the floor whereas Fluttershy’s had just started slowing down. She used her final few spurts to splash against the river already spilling out of Dash’s well pleasured cunt.

“Yay,” Fluttershy giggled. A pleasure wracked Rainbow Dash was one of her three main goals tonight.

Panting while letting cum flow out of her slightly gaping vag’, Dash asked, “You still up for swapping partners?”

Gilda and Pinkie laughed, the latter commenting, “You look like you could use a nap.”

“I am A-okay for some tongue action, Pinks,” she replied with a smug grin. The pegasus rolled over in her own puddle of vaginal juices so her back lie on the floor. “Just uh… you come over here. I totally could walk over, but this spot’s nicer.”

Gilda shook her head, then looked back to Fluttershy. The herm was still stroking her meat and, much to both their surprise, she was still hard. She traded looks with the pony, and the pony looked down at her cock. “I-Im thinking it’s because of the pills. I stay like this if I’m pent up.”

The gryphon smiled and sat up, then turned to Pinkie and pat her shoulder. “Thanks for that, you were awesome, Pinkie.” The mare in question stood up with her and briefly hugged her before both walked over to their next lays.

Fluttershy’s stroking speed picked up as pre flowed down her cock. Her balls looked just as full as before, bringing a wide grin out of Gilda.

“I think I can help you with that, Shy.”

Author's Note

I apologize if some of these scenes seem repetitive or if there are glaring typos (I appreciate anyone pointing these out to me). I'm not really giving them a thorough preread before publishing, and the ending in particular is likely to have some signs of being rushed. I want to release the rest of this story in something resembling a timely manner though, and dragging an update out longer than a month seemed ridiculous.

I have no clue if I'll be able to churn out another chapter in one month, as this one was at 8'000 words when I'd uploaded the two prior chapters roughly a month ago. Perhaps Herm Flutters will mix it up enough to get me slamming down words faster.

[4] Flutters

Contains Herm/Female, lightly mentioned Female/Female, and ridiculous amounts of cum/fluids

Walking over to her next lay would prove more difficult than Gilda first thought. It turned out that propping up a pony larger than oneself was taxing on the body, particularly the legs. Fluttershy noted her struggle, walking over and meeting the hybrid halfway with a hug. The herm wedged Gilda’s head between her heavy breasts, mucking up her own fur with the excess white stuff still clinging to the hybrid. Pinkie had a knack for making a mess when the time came.

She lifted her off the floor like she had earlier. The gryphon poked her head up from the bosom and smiled widely at Fluttershy. “Dash was right, these’re fuckin’ huuuge.” Gilda rose her arms up and let her curious digits get to work grabbing onto the yellow-furred behemoths. The herm appreciated her eagerness, leaning down and nuzzling her.

Fluttershy set her back down and noticed the hybrid’s legs wobble slightly before she grabbed onto her breasts more tightly for balance. “Maybe we should continue from the couch?” she offered, but Gilda was much more interested in the heavy string of precum trailing from her right boob to the monstrous shaft responsible.

The pony used a free hand to grab her rod and give it a few pumps. ”Sorry, I tend to make a mess with this.”

“Can’t be any worse than what I pulled off a few minutes ago.” She reached down to help her stroke, the member quickly dousing her claw in pre. Shortly after starting, Gilda’s stance faltered again. Fluttershy was quick to prop her up and squish her face against her plush mounds. “The couch sounds good,” she said, muffled by the ludicrous amounts of tit flesh smothering her.

Fluttershy giggled and nodded in understanding, she heeded the gryphon’s request, keeping her head wedged in her cleavage the whole way to the couch. Gilda was busy pawing at the herm’s oversized cock while they maneuvered around the table.

Fluttershy sat down, pulling her new gryphon mate with her. Gilda’s plush H cups squished against a pair that had to be half again her size. She ground their respective busts together, melting into the herm’s loving embrace while sandwiching her cock.

“You seemed a bit tired, I imagine cumming so much does that to a person.”

“Hehe, yeah. Pinkie really knows how to draw it out of you.” She tried to pleasure her new friend further by leaning back and enveloping that fat shaft with her boobs, but the soreness in her legs flared without the support from her arms.

She fell into the herm’s caring embrace and groaned, “Ooh kay, yep. Let’s take a breather.” She also noted that delving right into vaginal wouldn’t serve her too well if she couldn’t decide the pace. This could still work, now it would just be a pleasant surprise for Fluttershy after they had some fun in other ways.

Fluttershy leaned forwards and shifted her body whilst moving Gilda to her left. She sat the hybrid down beside her and Gilda used it as an opportunity to stretch her legs out. “Thanks, Fluttershy. I’ll be ready in just a minute,” she said, wriggling her clawed toes.

Once her her paws touched the floor again, she puffed out her chest and stretched her arms while looking back to Shy… whose gaze was oddly fixated on the floor. She looked up shortly after noticing Gilda no longer performing stretches, just to sheepishly grin and give her cock a few pumps.

“Ponies and paws, I swear,” she thought, tucking that knowledge away for later.

A heavy gush of cunt juice caught her off guard, dousing her precum coated breasts. Her head snapped to the source just in time to receive a healthy coating. The tangy flavor let the gryphon know it belonged to Rainbow Dash.

Shielding her eyes well enough to take a peek, supple nectar still splashing against her fur, she spotted her new bubbly friend dominating her old partner with that monstrosity she called a tongue. Pinkie looked at her and winked, grinning as much as she possibly could with four feet of prehensile muscle hanging out of her mouth. Gilda laughed while lowering her arms and accepting the shower of juice.

Gilda turned her head after overhearing Fluttershy beating her oversized shaft. The pony covered her mouth and stifled a chuckle as another splash forced Gilda’s eyes shut. The gryphon moved out of the blast zone and rested her head on Fluttershy’s breasts while the pony giggled. “I guess I deserved that for the TV.”

“Oh, it’s okay. I think it can dry off and still work.” Fluttershy then took a hard look at the electronics, thinking it surely couldn’t be that badly drenched. She blushed shortly after, as the device was utterly covered in supple gryph cum, excess amounts still dripping to the table and floor. “Goodness, you’ll certainly give the equipment a run for its money though!”

“I’d say we’ve got a better source of entertainment anyhow.” Gilda grabbed the herm’s cock and helped her pump. She swatted away Fluttershy’s hands as slick gobs of pre lubed her efforts. The pony nearly protested, as having three hands to do the job felt great, but Gilda showed she was intent on working her cock for her. She brought her other hand over to rub the herm’s bloated nuts, so Shy rested back and watched the‘entertainment’ her partner referred to.

As expected, Pinkie took great pleasure in turning Rainbow into a cum puddle. Her over sized tongue made short work of chaining together the screaming pony’s orgasms. Fluttershy let out a lusty sigh watching her friend writhe in pleasure, particularly when Pinkie slowly drew her tongue out of Rainbow’s gaping vag’ while running it over her winking clit. The bubbly mare shot her a wink of her own while taking another long sweep over Dash’s bits.

After a quick peck on the underside of her cock, Fluttershy snapped back to her source of pleasure. She gasped when looking down, wondering how Gilda moved to the floor and on her knees without her noticing. The gryphon eased her away from those thoughts with a lick trailing from the base of her shaft to the pulsing tip, a gush of pre splattering across her beak shortly after. Rolling around her large balls and giving her cock a few swift pumps, Gilda let out a hot breath onto the oozing head.

Fluttershy moved her hands from the cushions to her supple breasts, squeezing the soft things tightly in preparation for Gilda’s next move. Gilda stared at her dreamily while moving her open maw over the head, teasing the herm with more heated breaths but not engulfing her member. Her cock throbbed hard enough to tap the roof of the gryphon’s mouth and nearly escape her two clawed grip.

Trying not to smile at the herm’s cute reactions, she closed her beak around the thick shaft and swirled her tongue around the flat head. Precum gushed into her mouth, pooling at her throat much quicker than she would have expected, resulting in a hasty swallow. Determined, she lapped at it with greater fervor, even inching her head down slightly and bringing the first few inches into her mouth. Gilda found herself swallowing Fluttershy’s sweet pre a second time, the head threatening to make it a third if she kept up with her thorough tongue lashings.

Gilda pulled off the fat rod, though she continued stroking it. She looked up at the pony whose hands squished delightfully into her massive breasts. Fluttershy was chewing at her lip and had her eyes screwed shut, eagerly awaiting the gryphon’s following licks.

Her ears perked up as two incredibly soft, pillowy… things wrapped around her shaft. The gryphon’s familiar-feeling beak engulfed the tip once more, but she clearly no longer had her claws gripping her stiff cock.

Curious, one eye opened to take a peek, yet she could only see the top of Gilda’s cum coated feathers and head. She opened her other eye, then parted her expansive cleavage to get a better view. Gilda appeared to be working her hands down there, given the angle of her arms. The pleasure beckoned her to shut her eyes and enjoy it, but she had to know just what that hybrid was up to.

As if reading her mind, the gryphon pulled away from her rod again, looking up and showing off the excess precum in her beak before gulping it down. As hot as that was, Fluttershy was way more interested in the big, heavy gryph tits squishing against her member. A small blush formed on her cheeks while her cock launched a streak of pre across Gilda’s beak. Her partner paid it no mind, getting right back to work by squeezing her ample breasts against the gushing shaft.

Fluttershy found herself short of breath watching Gilda’s warm cleavage pump her rod. She worked her body so those plush mounds would slide from her tip to her grapefruit sized balls. They scooped up much of the pre running down her length, working to better lube her boobs’ path.

Not long into the action, she switched from squishing her breasts together from the side to crossing her forearms under them. This supported her heaving mounds and better entrapped Fluttershy‘s cock. The following precum streams were a big enough hint for how she felt, but Gilda still wanted some feedback. “Am I doin’ alright? My guy friends seem to like this, but I don’t get the appeal.”

One claw traveled down to fondle her bloated nuts. “I-It’s heavenly!” She cried out, then smacked a hand over her mouth before grinning. “You’re doing great,” she whispered.

Gilda smiled widely, then moved her head back down to lick at her cock. Fluttershy went back to fondling her own large mounds, rolling the doughy flesh while watching her new friend diligently work on her shaft. She couldn’t help but move her hips back and forth slightly, easing herself further between the gryphon’s breasts. The unexpected motion made Gilda recoil back slightly, as the head nearly hit the back of her throat. She’d gained the skill of throating horse cocks over her twenty four yearsof living, but due to the size of this one, she figured neither party would find it very enjoyable. Beaks had their limits when it came to cocks, and licking was all she’d be willing to do for this one.

Fluttershy seemed to be enjoying herself regardless, evident by her pleasured coos. Gilda pulled off, sensually lapping around the herm’s swelling cock head before raising her bust up to engulf the tip. The pony’s hands sunk into her expansive boobs, tongue lolling out while Gilda rubbed her slickened mammaries along her stallionhood.

As pleasurable as all of this was, the thought that this was rather one sided nagged at her. “Ooh, wouldn’t you like me to help-“

“No-hoh way. I’m loving the way you squirm from this” she gave the flaring tip a lick and pressed her hands against the sides of her breasts, “Plus, hey, I owe you somethin’ for what I did before, so let loose all over my tits already.”

Though she was far from an expert in equine penises, Gilda was still pretty sure Fluttershy was about to blow. The flare was as close to a ‘gonna cum’ one could get without the owner actually saying it. Her ridiculous shots of precum were a nice hint too, and they helped lubricate her cleavage enough to perform her idea for pushing her friend over the edge.

The gryphon opened her beak and let her tongue hang out, making Fluttershy bite her lip. Then she rubbed her breasts in such a way that one would go down while the other went up. Getting the motion down, she went full speed with alternating each breasts’ height.

Fluttershy jerked her hips, merely bumping her cock so the tip peaked out of Gilda’s cleavage. As her head flared wider and she felt her balls cuddle up to her crotch, the pony was doing full power thrusts. The gryphon’s big tits were drenched in supple precum by this point, making it a bit hard to manipulate them, but she worked that shaft as best she could.

Fluttershy seemed intent on doing all the‘work’ by this point though. Her flared tip had grown too big to easily slide back under the gryphon’s plush breasts on back strokes, but she was more than willing to move her hips to get that sweet friction. Precum visibly gushed from her cock head, and Gilda’s beak remained open not from an eagerness to swallow cum, but to gawk at Fluttershy’s virility.

Gilda wouldn’t get to second guess her abilities because a trickle of pearly white cum seeped out of the flared tip. It quickly pooled up and ran over the side, trailing down her shaft and staining the fur on her right boob. The gryphon squeezed her tits and pushed Fluttershy’s stiff member away from her head just as a thick line of spooge rocketed out. Excess cum blasted in several directions due to the sheer amount working its way through her shaft, some splashing into Gilda’s gaping maw, but she found herself much more interested in the unbroken streak of hot batter trailing from the herm’s tip to the ceiling.

That first ceiling duster rained back down on them, glazing their defenseless curves and heads. She barely had time to register how much her rod pumped out in a single burst before it fired off again. It struck the ceiling once more, thick cum richocheting off its surface to give its source a second layer of love. The surprise of her ludicrous shots wore off, so Gilda diligently got back to rubbing her furry melons. Every squeeze or pull would coax out another potent blast from the flared tip.

Her eagerness to please quickly dissolved. After the sixth shot in a row, Gilda found herself panting, tempted to stop working the herm’s shaft for her so she could tend to her own burning snatch. Slick cum covered much of her upper body, the sheer amount arousing her as it weighed down and clung to her fur. And that musk was driving her nuts as well. Her cock and overstuffed nuts let out a fairly masculine aroma before, but the heady scent left by her messy cum made her cunt leak like a busted faucet. She pinched her nipples and rolled her doughy tit flesh in an effort to pleasure herself.

Fluttershy either sensed her partner’s distress or couldn’t stand to sit idly by while her own phallus spurt out liters of semen. She moved her hands from her enormous, cum glazed breasts to her equally oversized cock. She gripped tightly with both hands and pumped like her life depended on it. Her flare visibly throbbed as it slung out another virile rope of the thick stuff.

Gilda wasn’t content with just watching anymore, she needed something touching her sensitive bits, so she unlatched her claws from her ample breasts and put them to use fondling her soaked cunt. The cum previously pooled up in her cleavage now fell to the floor with a loud splat, seeping into a puddle of the gryphon’s own arousal. One hand scrubbed at her mons and erect clit while the other stuffed as many digits inside as it could.

Fluttershy was perfectly okay with this, or her lolling tongue and fluttering eyes at least attempted to convey that as she mindlessly jerked out impossible volumes of spooge. She sunk back into the cushion and stretched her hooves out, the new angle arcing her shots directly behind her. Gilda blushed as she watched and heard the thick streaks of pearly cum slamming against the staircase and floor. The following arcs grew flatter as the herm bent her cock towards herself, only sending two more shots clear over her head before a third hit her square in the muzzle.

The excess cream bounced off her snout and sought to glaze the rest of her face. Some even found its way into her hair, joining the webs of jizz already connecting from her flicking ears to her scalp. Mid blast, the herm leaned down into her personal geyser with her mouth open wide. Fluttershy wrapped her lips around the flared head, the stiff thing wasting no time at all puffing out her cheeks with her own essence. She closed her eyes and drank as if it were her only source of hydration in the past day.

“Fuck, Shy,” Gilda moaned. She fingered herself harder while watching the pony loudly gulp down cupfuls of cum. The gryphon worked herself up by assisting two needy ponies through orgasm without pleasuring herself in any way. Juice ran down both of her inner thighs, further staining her cum soaked fur and contributing to the ever expanding puddle beneath her.

A parting smooch and blissful sigh marked the end of her orgasm. Her flared tip still lightly throbbed, a slow trickle of her essence poured out with each beat, but the bulk of its onslaught was over. She opened her eyes while lowering her deflating shaft to find a horny and cum covered gryphon staring at her lustily. Her ears perked up when she heard the eager fingering just out of her line of sight.

Fluttershy rested her softened cock on her lap, its tip able to touch the couch while wrapping over her thigh. Gilda couldn’t take her eyes off of her curvy form while rubbing away. Her post orgasm haze made her offer before cumming a little blurry, but leaning forward and spotting the puddle of nectar below the gryphon got her back up to speed. A beak job seemed like a difficult feat, and Gilda had done well given the messy results.

Fluttershy smiled and half-lidded her eyes for the hybrid. “I think you deserve a reward after all of that.”

She scooted off the couch cushion and knelt in front of the hybrid, Gilda watching her closely to capture every little jiggle and bounce of the pony’s curves. Fluttershy cupped her hands under her breasts and squeezed, sinking her hands into her doughy flesh and pressing the mounds together. She stifled a chuckle as Gilda’s mouth hung open. Her reaction and the heady scent left by the large puddle of fluid beneath her caused a stir in the herm’s crotch, her shaft throbbing and dragging through the gryphon’s arousal on the floor.

The eyes of a natural predator picked up on the movement, and her gaze trailed down to inspect. Her eyes lingered on her cock slowly pumping back to life, a tinge of red growing on her cheeks. Rather than make her long for what she wouldn’t be comfortable taking up her leaky cunt, Fluttershy offered, “I know you said you didn’t think it would fit, but I’m certain I can help you out in other ways.”

“Actually, I uh-“ Gilda was tempted to tell her about her personal reconsideration for vaginal, but she was also interested in what‘other ways’ meant. “Y-yeah, what’d you have in mind?”

“Well, you seem just as enraptured by my breasts...” Taking her hands off her tits and letting them flop free, she rested her hands on Gilda’s shoulders to pull her in for a kiss.

As she cupped her beak over the pony’s mouth, Gilda thought about the offer. The gryphon wasn’t sure she had another orgasm left in her after this one, but anything involving those tits sounded too good to pass up. A hand on her shoulder traveled down to swat her rump and squeeze it. It ended their brief endearment with the hybrid pulling back and letting out a gasp.

Fluttershy immediately removed her hand thinking she’d crossed the line, just for Gilda to grab it mid-retreat and place it back on her wobbly cheek. Gilda used her now free hands to latch onto the pony’s huge mounds, testing their weight for a moment before parting and stuffing her face between them. With each tit being bigger than her head, it wasn’t at all difficult to sink into Fluttershy’s cleavage. She pressed against the sides of those massive things to further cover her head in boob.

Fluttershy was trying her hardest not to giggle at the cute display. She instead brought her other hand down to fondle the gryphon’s plush butt. Her cock had grown to full mast once more and she could feel Gilda’s juices string down to it. Realizing her shaft lay directly under the hybrid’s cunt, Fluttershy moved her hips forth to thwack her member against it.

The effect was immediate, a muffled groan bubbling up from between her soft breasts. Fluttershy smiled and performed the same action, this time making the gryphon’s legs shake. Confident this would bring Gilda to orgasm in no time, she thrust her hips again.

It took her by surprise when her shaft stuck to the engorged lower lips of her partner. Looking over Gilda’s shoulder, Flutteshy noticed her thick cock sticking out past the gryphon’s voluptuous ass. More importantly, she squeezed her thighs shut to hold the herm’s phallus at that height. A moment passed before Gilda rocked her hips forth and ground her drenched labia alongside the thick pole.

The cute noises coming from Fluttershy made Gilda chuckle while deep between the pony’s breasts. Shortly after, a necessity for air made the gryphon follow it up with a suppressed groan. She leaned back, taking deep breaths while still groping away at her massive tits.

Looking at Shy with a fairly dopey grin, she spoke, “These are awesome! I’m glad ponies like you put up with the extra weight.”

“Hmhm, while this isn’t quite what I had in mind, I’m happy you’re enjoying it,” Fluttershy chuckled.

“Oh? Well, at least this gets both of us off.”

Fluttershy blushed and hid part of her face behind a bang. After some thought over her upcoming choice of words, she offered, “So you wouldn’t like to ride on my boobs instead?”

The pony wasn’t aware wings could unfurl and stiffen up that quickly up until now. Gilda’s eyes widened and Fluttershy felt a gush of feminine juices wash over her thigh-trapped shaft.

“You’d let me do that?”

She grabbed and pinched at the hybrid’s shapely behind while leaning forwards. “How could I not with a reaction like that?” She smiled and pulled Gilda in for another kiss. The hands resting on her butt traveled higher and pulled, all the while their busts melded together. While holding the endearment, Fluttershy inched her knees forth, gently encouraging her partner to part her legs. Gilda did so, freeing the pony’s stiff member and allowing her legs to scoot under her.

Fluttershy gradually moved down with her back facing the floor. She brought the hybrid lower as well, making sure her supple cunt rubbed against her stomach. Once on the ground, the pony slapped her hands back on Gilda’s curvy rear then heaved back.

Her waist drew closer to those plush mounds, and her snatch left a streak of delectable nectar wherever it touched fur. The juice ran over either side of Fluttershy’s body, its heady scent enough to make the pony bite her lip. Her fat cock rose up to touch Gilda’s butt, the precum gushing tip reaching the small of her back. The pony then gasped as Gilda’s tail slithered along her member before curling around it.

”Neat trick I picked up when someone was eating me out,” Gilda said while the tufted tip of her tail brushed at the shaft.

Fluttershy moaned and weakly pulled at the gryphon’s rump, “Let me make you feel good.”

“I’d say you’re doing great at that…” She prodded a fat, yellow boob with her crotch, “though a slower reveal for these babies might’ve been pretty hot.”

“Oh? Pinkie and I didn’t think you were into foreplay.” She removed her hands from Gilda’s ass and instead pressed them against her enormous tits. When squeezing them together, it not only showed off her expansive cleavage, but they also no longer remained flat on her chest while nearly spilling over its sides. Now, even lying on the floor, her breasts proved large enough to graze the gryphon’s leaking cunt despite her kneeling over the wobbly things.

Gilda’s mouth was agape watching the display, but shook her head shortly after realizing the pony asked her something. “Yeah, Dash always liked to rush into the action. I can appreciate a good strip though.”

Fluttershy smiled and squeezed her pillowy mounds a few times. “I could put the robe back on if you’d like.”

Gilda stifled a chuckle, “You’re so cute.” She appreciated her willing to do something like that for her. She was pretty sure Fluttershy wanted to get on with the act though, so she tightened her tail’s grip on the herm’s huge member. The resulting pleasured groan marked a good a time as any to commence some dove fucking.

She slid her clit over Fluttershy’s massive right tit and grabbed at the other to give it a loving squeeze. The small furs rubbing against her sensitive flesh made her spine tingle. She couldn’t help but lower herself into that expansive mound and grind against it. The erect, pink flesh making up the pony’s thick nipple was her goal, but the way her boob squished and malleated to the shape of her crotch was enough to draw a moan.

Fluttershy’s hands fell from supporting her ample tits and went back to groping Gilda’s plush butt. It was a tough decision going for shapely gryph booty instead of her aching shaft. It would have felt amazing for her to bask in the dual stimulation of that grabby tail alongside her own hands, but she wanted to see if the gryphon was as skilled as she implied. The hybrid’s tail raveled around and caressed her cock, lathering the rest of her shaft in its own essence left over from her explosive orgasm. The bushy tip had worked at her broad head, drawing weak thrusts from her hips all while soaking itself in precum.

Meanwhile, Gilda’s supple juice spilled all over the pony’s chest. The streams flowed faster as her hips approached the half-inch long protrusion. Her claw sunk into the other squishy breast and she flicked at its tip with her thumb. With a little stimulation, both of her thick nubs were stiff and ready to find a home in some hot gryph vag. While she humped away at the herm’s pillowy mound, Gilda’s erect bead rubbed alongside the boob’s equally stiff nipple. Its bright color contrasted with the pony’s fur in such a way that beckoned her to stop thrusting and instead rest her soaking cunt over it.

The gryphon almost didn’t want to stop pounding at the herm’s huge tit, but that sensitive nub was calling her name, plus this wouldn’t be a proper doving if she didn’t ride that thick thing. She sighed pleasurably as she slid her drenched snatch over the thick nub. Even that little pass over had the fat thing slightly parting her lower lips. However, as she rubbed against it, Gilda noticed the jiggling behemoth making up Fluttershy’s boob wasn’t likely to sit still.

Her right claw was occupied with rolling and squeezing the herm’s massive breast, and she was set on fondling that doughy flesh until this was over. This enlisted her other hand into holding the breast she was about to ride on, as she wouldn’t want the pink nub freeing itself after every other thrust. It would have been nice if Fluttershy continued holding her boobs together so the thick nipple would hold still, but Gilda could hardly blame her for wanting to grab at her butt instead.

She a grabbed another handful of fat, yellow boob and squeezed so the vibrant pink nub would stick out. Gilda let out a low breath and rose her hips, revealing a thick and gooey streak of her essence. As she lowered herself towards the fat tip, she wiggled it left and right so it would brush against her pulsing bead. A couple of strokes against her clit were enough to draw a moan alongside giving the large breast a fresh shower of juice.

Fluttershy eagerly watched the gryphon’s cute change in expression while she flicked that nub against herself. The pony’s quiet giggling turned into a lustful sigh however. Evidently, Gilda’s excitement from playing with the herm’s breasts transferred to her tail muscles. The fluffy thing squeezed at her stiff cock and playfully pulled it towards her jiggly rump. Another sensual brush over her gushing head drew a light thrust out of the pony.

Fortunately, her subtle hip maneuvers didn’t disturb Gilda’s efforts to pleasure herself. After a few more rubs from her stiff nipple, the gryphon felt it was time to move into the meat of the action. She squeezed the herm’s areola just a bit harder, then slid her parted labial lips over the fat nub. Back and forth, she dragged her engorged cunt and rewarded the thick protrusion with a healthy shower of her nectar.

She groaned, still grinding away at Fluttershy’s nipple while gently lowering her hips. After a few more thrusts, she put some dedication into planting her cunt down on the massive breast. Her single action to move down resulted in a gasp, as the pony’s fat nub breached her opening.

“Theeere we go,” she sighed happily.

“Nnngff,” came from a pleasure hazed pony below.

Gilda chuckled, rolling her doughy boob around with her hips. She had been absentmindedly squeezing with her tail before, but now she made a concentrated effort to make Fluttershy’s eyes search for the ceiling. More weak thrusts from the pony followed shortly after her prehensile appendage caressed her cock. Precum gushed from her tip, drenching the tufted end of Gilda’s tail while the excess ran over the rest of her shaft.

Feeling her tail could bring the pony to orgasm at this rate, Gilda went back to pounding the herm’s fat breast. It didn’t give her as much of a stretch as a couple of fingers, but Gilda made it work. Such a sensitive protrusion entering her while malleable titflesh engulfed the rest of her mound felt pretty good. And it showed, as sweet juice rained out of her snatch and ran off the edges of Fluttershy’s plush mammary.

Fluttershy blushed as streaks of the slick fluids pooled up under her back and wings. “So much cum, y-you’re coating everything!”

The gryphon cracked a smile, a minuscule blush adorning her own face. “Just pre. I oughta take those pills more often if this is the reaction I get.” A large glob of pre splashed alongside her back, somehow having blasted through the fine hairs on the tufted tip of her tail. “Geez, you’re leaking a lot yourself.”

The herm sighed pleasurably, “You’re amazing with your tail.” She took one hand off of Gilda’s bubble butt and pat the base of her noodly appendage.

It was meant as a playful gesture saying‘good job’, but Fluttershy didn’t expect it to result in a tighter grip around her shaft. The hybrid’s jiggly rump then swept up against her pole, fortunately not freeing herself from the pony’s fat nipple.

“A-ah, hey, careful around there,” Gilda said, stifling a moan. Fluttershy was pretty sure she heard a subtle purr just before her protest.

”It’s sensitive?” She lightly brushed a palm over the precum slicked fur, her ears perking as Gilda rubbed her butt against her shaft again. Fluttershy looked up to the gryphon, meeting her lustful eyes and parted beak. Receiving a nod, the herm’s face lit up. “So cute.”

“I guess, j-just- ahh,” she moaned, for the pony ran her hand over her base once more. Fluttershy let out a pleasured sigh herself as the cum slickened thing caressed her shaft harder. Gilda’s legs jittered and she silently accepted that Fluttershy would continue to stroke her tail. At least it served as a good way to make the experience mutual, and the damn thing was so sensitive, the coiling maneuvers it performed required practically no thought on the gryphon’s end.

Gathering what little bearings she had, Gilda managed to fight the desire to raise her jiggly butt up against the herm’s monstrous cock. She went back to pounding the pony’s heaving breast. Liquid love splashed against her butter yellow fur while her cunt clamped down on that thick protrusion. The nectar-drenched furs on her huge mammaries teased the hybrid’s pulsing bead on the way up, then rubbed and caressed her on downward thrusts. Each successive romp against the yellow boob made it flatter than the last. She sped up the act for a moment before slamming down and rolling her hips. Her squishy boob filled every contour of her crotch, hugging it with the softness of a cloud every time she moved down and further soaked it in her essence.

Between that, Fluttershy softly stroking her tail, and the lack of cumming while helping two ponies through their climaxes, Gilda was a hair away from cumming herself. She kept herself planted on the plush breast, grinding against its pillowy glory for all it was worth. Supple nectar gushed from her engorged lips and the prickly furs sought to coax out more. Her breaths grew labored while she reached a peak speed mashing her cunt against the huge tit. She just needed a little something to push her over the edge.

Her eyes widened after a pleasantly warm volley of gooey cum splashed against her back. She’d barely felt the herm’s flare bulge out and partially uncoil her tail, so the thick shots sailing right through her tufted tip surprised her. “Hah-aaaaaah,” Fluttershy moaned as more globs of pearly cream nailed the hybrid’s unfurled wings.

Blushing at the herm’s second demonstration of her virility, Gilda moved the cum soaked tuft out of the way of the flared head. As expected, the following rope soared straight to the ceiling with a lewd splat. Thick globs of semen fell back on the two, a particularly heavy douse showering her head and matting up her feathers. Its comforting warmth and the sheer amount proved to be the little tick the gryphon needed.

Gilda groaned, gripping the pony’s breasts tightly while a violent streak of supple nectar shot out of her. No patch of fur on Fluttershy’s front side was spared a healthy dose of juice. At first, the pony thought it was remnants of her ceiling-hitting shots dripping back down, but then the hybrid went off again, much of it spraying off of her ample bust and coating her in cum from the neck up.

Not to be outdone, Fluttershy bucked her hips and launched another heavy rope of her essence. Her cock thwacked against Gilda’s plush butt and she decided to spend her orgasm rubbing her shaft alongside it. Every other blast would paint the gryphon’s back and most of her erect wings in a fresh coating of thick cum.

Her cum’s efforts to work as a makeshift blanket coaxed out more liquid love from Gilda. She groaned and thrust particularly roughly against the pony’s thick nub. As another heavy gush of juice burst from her engorged lips, she lifted off the protrusion offering her so much pleasure and instead opted to rub at her bits. Fluttershy opened an eye partially to see why she’d stopped pounding her tit, only to clench them shut as another wave of her new friend’s expulsions washed over her face.

The pony held her breath as more and more bursts drenched her plush breasts and cutely squinting face. Her still spurting shaft ceased its cum assault against the ceiling, but the shots still launched high enough to shroud her partner’s back and meld with its sticky brethren. Her cum made such a thick layer over the cock it burst from, it was hard to tell the hybrid’s tail was still eagerly stroking away at the shaft. Fluttershy lost track of how many blasts of juice showered her face before the hybrid angled her hips up and aimed her shots well over her partner.

Massive, healthy gushes of her essence shot at a high enough velocity to reach the splatters of cum from Fluttershy’s prior orgasm. What had to have been a full liter of feminine nectar made all efforts to wash the stairs and floor free of the pony’s thick cum. It rained audibly, and Fluttershy blushed as she’s opened her eyes and watched the heavy streams splatter against her floor boards.

Almost as soon as she began watching, the shots stopped arcing over her body, as Gilda moved her hips back down against her soaked breasts. Shortly after, she turned around and quickly laid back, resting her head between the herm’s enormous mounds. Her own semen smeared into her yellow fur as a result of painting the hybrid’s back.

She then trapped Fluttershy’s fat member between her thick thighs, the still orgasming thing fountaining cum all over the gryphon’s front side. The shots gradually dwindled in size whereas Gilda’s cunt seemed fixated on rinsing off the pony’s cock for her. Gilda let out labored breaths as she unlatched her tail from the appendage and then worked her hips up and down.

“S-so much!” Fluttershy moaned as her cock shot out its final thick ropes, the last of it dribbling off the tip. The thick gunk all ran down the sides of her shaft just to be blasted clean off from the gryphon’s heavy bursts of juice. It baffled her how the gryphon was gushing so violently still, her shots would certainly clear the room if her thick cock were out of the way. Fortunately, the harsh blasts of cum didn’t sting as they rocketed out.

Despite orgasming moments ago, Gilda was doing an excellent job at keeping her cock from deflating. She kept it poised up with her clenched thighs and stimulating it by rubbing her gushing cunt along the shaft. With the curvy gryphon cutely fidgeting against her body, Fluttershy could see herself staying at attention for another round. She grabbed Gilda’s huge breasts, squeezing them lovingly while she rode out her high.

Fluttershy flicked her ears as a trickle of something warm pooled up beside them. She lifted her head slightly, blushing more brightly as excess liquid dripped off her matted up mane. The puddle of juice surrounding the two was steadily growing, and for a moment Fluttershy worried the flood would stretch across the entire first floor of her house. The gryphon’s bursts against her cock felt like they were gushing out with as much force as they had when she started.

Gilda parted her legs which allowed the herm’s shaft to drop to a lower angle, which it did after one or two harsh nudges from her cunt in the form of sprays of nectar. With nothing rubbed up against her aching mound, she had free reign to launch those showers as high and far as she pleased. The gryphon eagerly slapped a hand against her mons and rubbed in circles, the following streak of crystal clear cum soaring well over the furniture.

Fluttershy gawked watching those potent hoses of gryph juice splatter against random equipment and nick knacks poised on shelves and tables. Portraits were knocked over and sweet cum dusted off every surface in her cunt’s line of fire.

It nearly went unnoticed, but her shaft pumped itself up to a point where hot juice lovingly doused it once more. Her cock then throbbed up and lightly slapped Gilda’s mound, the engorged thing rewarding it with copious blasts of juice. Fluttershy gently rocked her hips to rub her pole against her partner. She left no inch of the hybrid’s plush breasts unkneaded, each little squeeze drawing a moan from Gilda.

A few thrusts later, her massive waves of supple cum were diminishing in speed and volume. Excess juice soaked the shaft she rubbed against and ran down to drench the pony it was attached to, but it ceased its efforts to turn the herm’s first floor into a swimming pool. Gilda’s thrusts slowed down and she gradually let up with the fierce stroking using her claw. Every successive shot saw the gryphon letting her body figuratively melt into her friend’s, all the while she snuggled her head deep between the pony’s huge breasts.

She giggled to herself, barely conscious due to afterglow, “Hmmhm. Thanks, Shy.”

“There’s so much,” she weakly replied, still lovingly rubbing the gryphon’s tits.

“S probably the most I’ve ever cum before.” She thought on it for a second before recanting a couple evenings alone with Rainbow Dash long ago. “Well, maybe.” She gathered some strength to lift and turn her head, “Hey, Dash, what do you th-“

She stopped herself when noticing both ponies were fast asleep, surrounded by a massive puddle of combined juice and cream. Gilda was pretty sure a lot of her ridiculous streaks landed on those two, but she wouldn’t know if they fell asleep before or after being drenched.

Fluttershy giggled, pulling her from her train of thought. Gilda smiled and rested her head back between the best pillows in the house. “Guess I’ll ask her in the morning. I’ve definitely gotta try taking those pills more often.”

“Ooh, daring are we?”

“Hehe, I’m happy to find out the rumors for‘em are just rumors. Gryphons don’t just die cause they take a couple. Hell, I feel like I could’a filled a bathtub with all of that last one and I didn’t even pass out.”

“Maybe you’re just tougher than you look,” Fluttershy said, hugging her tightly.

“Speeeakin’ of looking tough…” Gilda began. She made to get up and Fluttershy released her hold on the gryphon’s boobs. Now sitting up, she leaned forwards and gripped the thigh hugging stockings she had on. They’d grown so damp with her arousal, one could hardly tell they were meant to be purple when dry.

Slowly, she eased the left one off, her inner thighs cuddling up to the thick rod. Though Fluttershy couldn’t see it, she made a point to wriggle her clawed toes along the herm’s hooves. The little squeak and hard throb of her cock drew a chuckle out of Gilda as she slid off the drenched garment. She set it on the floor, letting it soak up even greater amounts of supple juice.

Figuring the pony wasn’t too comfortable with a six foot ten gryphon sitting on her stomach, Gilda rolled off of her and turned around. She sat down and stretched her other clothed leg out towards Fluttershy’s face. She got the legging off in a much faster and practiced motion, and once free, she showed off her pads with a nice stretch. Fluttershy was way too preoccupied staring at the clawed toes of her new friend to notice Gilda preparing to toss her soaked stockings at her.

Both articles landed on her head, barely doing anything to cover her widened eyes and radiating blush. Gilda stifled a chuckle as she gave them a drawn out and perverse whiff. “Those’re probably ruined, so I guess you can keep‘em. Cheap material that shrinks like crazy when wet.”

Fluttershy sat up and gently lowered the leggings off her face. “Uhm… thank you.” Her gaze kept trading between the hybrid’s eyes and her curled toes. Eventually she just settled on the paws and didn’t second guess her actions when stroking her erect shaft.

“We are so doing something with paws later.” Fluttershy gasped and smiled widely. “For now though… I don’t think I’d mind falling asleep like that,” Gilda said, half lidding her eyes and pointing to the clustered mares doused in cum.

Fluttershy nodded in understanding, then unlatched her hands from her cock to stretch and prepare to fetch some sleeping gear. “Hmm, we can get a few blankets for Pinkie and Rainbow, buuut, you and I could sleep in my bed given we didn’t pass out on the floor.”

“Shy?” Gilda asked while Fluttershy was lifting herself up.

“Hm?” She looked over and noticed the hybrid leaning over the table with inedible delicacies on it. Her plush rear was stretched outward and as the herm’s eyes traced every curve, she lifted her tail to expose her taint and slightly leaking bits. Gilda was watching her do so, giving her butt a playful smack to let the furry thing ripple and mesmerize her partner.

“Oh… my.”

“Pinkie’s tongue gave me a really good stretch earlier. I’m thinking since we’re both in the mood still, we ought’a at least try this out.” Something occurred to her right in that instant as she recalled Rainbow being absolutely flooded with thick semen earlier. It was mean, as Shy looked like she was about to bust a nut just from the sight of the bent over gryphon, but she held a finger up to stop her. “Hey, can that stuff get me pregnant? Was Dash on a pill or anything?”

Fluttershy shook herself out of her gryph-butt induced trance. “No, no, while I am normally fertile, I assure you, I’ve had work done.”

“Aw, no kids for you?” Gilda asked worriedly while standing up straight and facing the pony.

“Not quite,” Fluttershy laughed. “The operation is easily reversed. As it stands my, uh… swimmers don’t have a tail to swim with.” She gave her pole a few pumps after Gilda smiled in approval.“I’m happy technology has come so far. Pinkie and I are planning to have one some day.”

The smile turned into a frown of shock. “Whoa, wait, you two are a thing?”

“Hmhm, she is the cuddliest pony I know,” Fluttershy said softly, looking over to her peacefully sleeping marefriend.

“This… This whole thing isn’t getting between that, right?”

“Not at all, Gilda. We like to mess around outside each other so long as we talk about it first. Most of the time we share the extra partner anyways, like we had tonight with you.” She sauntered over to the gryphon, her cock bobbing freely.

Gilda smirked and went back to bending over the table, though her eagerness to stuff that rod up herself dwindled. Before she knew it, Fluttershy was behind her, a hand wrapping around her torso to grope one of her heavy breasts. She used the other to guide her rod between the gryphon’s thick thighs.

Gilda let out a lusty breath, trying not to convey that she was questioning her offer for vaginal sex. Twenty inches of stiff horse shaft looked much more intimidating when pressed against one’s cunt. Fluttershy gently dragged it back along her leaking vag’. The action was slow and deliberate, the pony showing off every inch she had to offer alongside her heavenly girth. Not even penetrating her, the thick cock had parted her lower lips and freely doused itself in the gryphon’s arousal.

She watched it disappear behind her clenched thighs, precum sputtered out of her tip and left a slick streak on her floor. Prospects of that gooey warmth being inside her soon made her feel tingly, and her tail snaked around the arm Fluttershy used to grope her tits. The pony cooed, the hand on her shaft coming up to stroke the base of Gilda’s tail. As hoped for, the hybrid gasped and pressed her fat rump against Fluttershy’s stomach.

However, she felt the need to say something as the herm pressed the flat tip against her entrance, “U-uh, be careful with that thing.”

Fluttershy nodded while grabbing her cock. It would be wildly irresponsible of her to just delve in and slam hips with the gryphon. Gilda may have been wrong about the orgasm pills and their effects on her kind, but this was a perfectly rational thing to hesitate over. She knew from experience that if someone wasn’t used to putting something so big in themselves, it hurt. It hurt a lot, in fact, regardless of the amount of lubricant applied.

Slow and steady was the way to make this enjoyable for both of them, though getting in initially would be the only major hurdle. Fluttershy lined her tip up so the flat head parted the hybrid’s engorged cunt once more. Gilda tensed up, something the pony could feel through her arm as well as her cock. Her tail tightened to brace for a quick insertion that never came whereas her cunt, even with barely an inch prodding its depths, eagerly clamped down to clutch a shaft that wasn’t there.

“I’m not going to hurt you, Gilda,” Fluttershy offered, lustily at that. She gently jerked her hips forth a couple of times, gradually spreading her soaking cunt wider than what it was used to. If Gilda kept clenching so tightly with an already tight entrance, the pony wasn’t going to have much luck getting started.

So it stayed like that for a couple minutes, Fluttershy gently sawing her hips back and forth, poking her monstrous tip against her parted lips and dousing her entire member in supple pre expulsions. Every three or four prods, she’d press a little harder, threatening to pop her stiff head inside and give the gryphon a real stretch. She persisted in clenching her inner walls with each attempt the herm made to press herself deeper, however.

Fluttershy stopped after the umpteenth failed prod. She was smiling warmly, but Gilda figured she was going to get an ear full for not cooperating.

“I just need you relax for-“

“I-I know, I know. I’m sorry, you’re just…” Gilda cut herself off, took a few short breaths, and lunged back. Her eyes were shut tight and she was prepared not to dwell on any crude sounds of stretching flesh. A gasp from her partner made her flinch before she opened her eyes and looked below.

A sigh of relief escaped her beak, as the only liquid dripping to the floor was her supple nectar. Then it dawned on her how widely that fat rod spread her engorged lower lips. Shortly after came the intense pressure on her erogenous zone. Each pulse of blood pumping through the herm’s shaft stretched her just a bit wider with every beat.

“It’s in!” Fluttershy exclaimed, hugging Gilda and pulling her upper body up. Shortly after, she watched the gryphon’s head lull to the side while her tongue stuck out of her beak. “You’re okay, right?” The sudden jitters from her legs didn’t do much to put her at ease.

A moment later, Gilda seemingly returned to the land of the living, letting out a heavy yet distinctly pleasurable sigh. “So… full.”

With the hardest part over, Fluttershy felt she could be a little playful. “Only a foot and a half to go, I believe in you.” Gilda had way more than two inches of that rod stuffed up her cunt, but ‘foot and a half’ rolled off the tongue better.

Still, she chuckled, “I’m thinking half of that is about my limit. Let’s not over do it.” She pushed back a bit more to stuff the vigorously throbbing pole further inside.

Gilda moaned, dropping from her hands to her elbows on the table for extra support. The extra inch stretching her out doubled the instability in her thighs, and the gryhon knew she’d only have less control over her ability to stand from here.

“Ouf… you’re gonna have to set the pace. I can barely feel my legs.”

“Not a problem,” she replied, moving the hand supporting her cock to the gryphon’s right hip. Gilda was mentally preparing herself for a greater stretch that would likely come as soon as Fluttershy set her other hand on her hip.

It confused her when it landed not on her hip, but on a plate full of cum covered pastries made by the herm’s marefriend. She thought maybe Fluttershy would move it again and use the table for leverage, but the pony went ahead and grabbed one of the inedible delicacies.

Well, sweets that she thought were soaked enough to be inedible anyhow. It didn’t keep Flutteshy from stuffing her face with a couple of donuts. Gilda was about to question if that stuff was still any good, but the pony pushed her cock forth, a gasp coming out instead. She tried to gain her bearings, but another quick thrust alongside another fat inch of horse shaft shattered any such hopes. Her partner grabbed another treat sitting beside her, chocolate crumbs from the remnants of her last snack still on her hoofed finger tips.

Gilda stopped paying it any mind, closing her eyes and focusing more on enjoying herself. Each throb of the herm’s thick shaft stiffened it momentarily to press roughly against her erogenous zone. She had little control over her inner muscles, the velvety walls clenching tightly to knead the source of her pleasure. She squeezed more frequently the deeper Fluttershy’s fat rod went, as it only grew wider towards the thick medial ring and her base.

A loud belch snapped her eyes open and she turned her head to its perpetrator.

The pony blushed, smiling sheepishly with a hand over her mouth. “Excuse me,” she whispered, a giggle following it shortly after. Gilda then noticed that during her pleasured haze, Fluttershy managed to clean off three plates of cum soaked sweets. Perhaps she’d attained such eating skills from Pinkie Pie in their time together.

“You’re gonna get sick.” Gilda moaned as more cock was stuffed into her. Fortunately her legs stopped wiggling uncontrollably and she used the new leverage to push her body forward. It partly released the thick rod from her snatch, but Fluttershy roughly pushed forward to cram it further inside.

She leaned down, pressing her heavy breasts against Gilda’s back while her long hair draped over her head. “Oh, but it’ll be so worth it,” she lustily stated. A hand moved from the hybrid’s hip to travel down and fondle her massive, grapefruit sized testicles. She smiled while testing their weight and jiggling them back and forth. “Hmhm, it feels like they’re getting bigger already,” she giggled, cupping one then letting it drop to bounce and hang free.

Fluttershy then rested both hands upon the gryphon’s hips, the latter of the two bracing for a rough thrust. Instead of a harsh jab, the pony applied a firm force which quickly sunk her heavy shaft in her depths right up to her thick medial ring. Gilda gasped and the jitters in her legs returned, a grunt following it shortly after as the herm pushed gradually harder and harder.

It felt like her nethers were rejecting the wide pipe of her invading shaft, clenching as tightly as possible and refusing to let anything so thick go past her already stretched entrance. Fluttershy had plans for such a resistance though, as pulling on her hips and pushing her own forward wasn’t going to cut it. It was risky, as over penetration at her size would kill the mood instantly, but the pony pulled her huge member out an inch, then quickly stuffed it back inside.

Both parties moaned, as she finally got the friction she craved along her pulsing shaft whereas pressure was reapplied to Gilda’s hot spots. Juice cascaded down the hybrid’s now clothing-free thighs, flowing down into a growing puddle on the floor. With the additional lube, Fluttershy saw little reason to not try that again. This time she pulled back further, shifting the balance on her legs so that her cock would stretch out that supple gryph vag in multiple directions, and thrust back in with more force than before.

More juice washed her overstuffed nuts, and in that moment, Fluttershy decided she liked the feeling of those tight walls rubbing against her cock more than trying to get her medial ring inside. She pulled out until only a couple inches of the head remained, the hybrid shuttering as she tried and failed to get ahold of her spasming body. Then the pony eagerly refilled her, satisfied that she could easily slide her fat cock back to the point she’d gotten to before.

Gilda groaned pleasurably while the herm pulled out for another pounding. She wasn’t sure if this meant Fluttershy would stick to only the first half of her cock, but she also didn’t really care. Just the ten or so inches she managed to stuff inside stretched her out in ways she didn’t think were possible. And the pony made her remember it as she crammed it back in her desperately tightening vag’. It crushed against her special spot, coaxing fluids out of her as if it were the button of a drinking fountain, and the way it dragged along her inner walls only served to make each burst of juice that much more potent.

After a few more thrusts, Gilda lowered her upper body so it could support her. Trays of Pinkie’s treats were carelessly shoved aside to make room for her heavy tits and uselessly hanging claws. One of the hands on her hip moved to swat her jiggly rump before giving it a playful squeeze. The other came down as well, for the plush gryph butt bouncing in time with her thrusts gave her an idea.

She pressed Gilda’s fat cheeks together as she pushed her member inside, and it served to heighten her pleasure as hoped for. Beyond the sweet friction caressing her cock whichever way she moved it, her swollen nuts were large enough to rub along her thighs. Fluttershy wasn’t sure she could last much longer, the overwhelming tightness and the curvy gryphon shuttering beneath her beckoned an orgasm forth.

Pushing and pulling her shaft grew difficult, as her tip began to flare. Fluttershy moaned, thinking maybe she should pull out since it could harm the gryphon. Gilda didn’t seem put off by it stretching her out even more, though it was likely her impending climax was clouding her judgement.

Gilda snapped her from her pleasure hazed musings. “F-fuck… I-” Gilda began. “Fuck.”

Sensing an opportunity, Fluttershy moved her hands back up to her waist, and thrust.

Beyond just something so thick entering her depths, the audible squelch that came from the pony’s medial ring battering it’s way inside sent her over the edge. She rocked her hips back while a large jet of nectar blasted out straight to the floor, loudly splashing into her already massive puddle and pushing its boundaries further. The next shot amplified in size, as the pony continued slowly easing in the thickest part of her shaft.

Fluttershy cooed while the gryphon weakly pushed her ass back to meet the base of her thick cock. Unfortunately, it was a short journey to them both finding Gilda’s limit, roughly seven inches from slamming hips with the pony. Given the intensity of her orgasm, Gilda was far from disappointed in not being able to hilt her monstrous length.

The pony rotated her hips, manipulating her cock so it forced Gilda’s inner walls to flex and stretch along with it. The audible splatters of her supple cum hitting the floor brought a smile to her face. Climaxing alongside the gryphon would’ve been amazing, but the rational part of her mind told her to hold fast. She didn’t trust herself to go easy with her thrusts if she were to cum right now, as hanging on the edge already made her carelessly pound her medial ring through her partner. It was lucky enough that Gilda could take her as deep as she did.

So she stood there, gently hanging onto Gilda’s waist and willing herself not to cum.

Five seconds later, she determined it was quite difficult not to drain her nuts while a gorgeous and curvy gryphon orgasmed on her cock. Her cunt gripped her hard and frequently, seemingly begging for her load. The massive jets of feminine nectar spraying her nuts, legs, and the floor only served to weaken her resistance, especially as she considered such potent blasts of cum were because of her.

Fluttershy bit her lip and buried her fingers tightly into her partner’s silky fur. Her shaking body made her butt jiggle enticingly and her tail had slithered off the pony’s arm to instead service the pole giving her so much pleasure. Fluttershy saw no choice but to grab it and hold it away from her shaft, following the action by staring up at the ceiling and shutting her eyes tightly. This turned out to be a mistake as well, as it made her take greater notice to the lewd splatters of juice nailing the floor.

It was also in that instance that she realized Gilda had been cumming for at least a minute and a half straight. The half-inch thick puddle of fluids she felt coating her hooves emphasized this, and drew a blush out of the herm. She held strong though, using her hands to prevent the hybrid from rocking her hips along gradually unflaring cock.

Fortunately for both parties, Gilda’s violent streaks of nectar diminished in size. Fluttershy also felt her‘edge’ dwindle for the time being, softening right along with the wide tip of her rod. Her heavy nuts no longer snuggled up to her crotch and the load that made it partly up her tube fled back into her system to await her next orgasm.

She let out a sigh of relief, then gasped. Gilda bucked her hips a few times, sending out her final spurts of juice. For the first time since Fluttershy wedged her fat cock inside of her, she managed to calm her shaking body. Her cunt still eagerly clamped down on the thick rod while she rested her upper body into the table. After a few moments of catching her breath, she moved her arm to her stomach to survey the damage she figured her orgasm-hazed mind ignored while Shy banged her.

It surprised her that her gut wasn’t filled to a point where her hand could meet it. “Why isn’t there…” Fluttershy’s lack of hip movements were also unnoticed by her orgasmic high. “Why’d you stop?”

“I-I didn’t want to hurt you, so I held-”

“Fluttershy,” Gilda chuckled. “You'd know if I wanted you to stop. Your ears would be ringing for the rest of the week.”

“I don’t know that I can control how far I go in if I cum inside.” She sighed, “I’m sorry, Gilda.”

Gilda thought on it for a moment, her plan taking more than a few seconds to hatch up due to the pony’s beating girth. “I got it,” she said simply. She pulled herself forward slowly, easing the herm’s shaft out of her. “Here, pull out really quick. Jerk it to keep yourself up though, we’re not done yet.”

Fluttershy smiled and did as requested. She pressed her hands against the gryphon’s plush rump and heaved, popping her medial ring free. The rest of the journey to get inflated tip was slick and short. Pulling the last of the huge thing out resulted in the same lewd squelch heard when she’d battered her thickest portion inside. With it came a rush of the pony’s gooey precum, a lengthy strand sticking to her tip and trailing to the source of the flood.

The gryphon broke the string of her silky pre by standing up straight, only to lose her balance once her weight settled on her paws. Fluttershy held out her hands to support Gilda as she stumbled back. Gilda thanked her before regaining her bearings and walking over to the arm rest of the couch.

It was wide and cushiony, just what she needed to support her for this next position. Fluttershy watched her turn around and rest her shapely behind on the arm rest, still doing as she was asked by stroking her gushing rod. Gilda grabbed the back rest of the couch with her left claw whereas her right propped her up by pressing against the cushions below her back. Slowly, she scooted herself forward so that the small of her back was on the arm rest instead of her ass.

She fiddled with the positioning of her back, trying to make it as comfortable as possible while her bubble butt stuck out and Shy could get a decent thrust in. “Good thinking,” Fluttershy said, directing the hybrid’s attention to her right. The pony pulled out the other seat cushion and lifted it to the side Gilda rested her arm on. After bumping it a couple times, she lifted her arm so Fluttershy could quickly slide it underneath her back.

“He-heeey, good thinking yourself there.” Gilda laid back and let out a relaxed sigh, as her upper body wouldn’t hang awkwardly below her hips now. “I’m assuming you get the idea now.”

Fluttershy smirked and pat her shaft, “Oh, I believe I do.” She walked over to the gryphon’s dangling legs and moved herself between them. Her shaft throbbed up high enough to rest itself on Gilda’s mons while pacing closer to her crotch. Once again, she grabbed ahold of the hybrid’s waist, then pushed her cock forth until her heavy balls touched Gilda’s butt. She smiled more widely seeing it just barely wedge itself between Gilda’s plush breasts.

From there, she looked up to see Gilda’s reaction, only to frown once spotting her unsure eyes. “A-alright, so uh… There’s a part two to this idea I had.” She surprised the herm when she crossed her legs behind her back. She waited for the pony to look at her once more. “If you’re worried about hurting me, just look at my face every few thrusts. You know, to see if I’m like clenching my eyes painfully and stuff.”

“That’s a perfect idea!” Fluttershy exclaimed. Her cock throbbed up and poured a fresh streak of pre over the gryphon’s tits, the sight alone making her shutter in approval. One hand moved up to grab her cock while she moved her hips back. A sultry giggle escaped her lips while she slowly dragged her rod along her partner’s stomach, “I didn’t get a chance to see what kind of cute faces you make during orgasm.”

Gilda blushed, her heart rate increasing as she prepped herself for something so massive being inside her once more. “Ff… The one I made when that first went in me couldn’t have been that cute.”

The pony’s tip rested at her entrance while she shot her a seductive smirk.

“Guess we’ll find out,” she said, then applied a firm thrust.

As hoped for, the first few inches battered their way back inside without too much issue, though the crude sound of stretching flesh made the pony worry. The gryphon let out a moan, Fluttershy immediately looking up to study her face.

Gilda looked positively drunk on pleasure, her eyes searching for the ceiling while her tongue hung off the side of her lower beak. Granted, that particularly goofy expression last for only a second before she shut her eyes let her head seep into the cushion, basking in the sensations the herm’s cock granted her. Instead of her legs shaking uncontrollably, they now pulled on her back in an effort to push her shaft deeper. Juice splattered along her lengthy rod, and for the first time since they started fucking, Fluttershy was totally confident in her ability not to harm Gilda.

“So tight,” the pony cooed, stuffing a few more inches inside.

Gilda hummed, gripping the cushions roughly while the pony slid herself in deeper. “Maybe you’re just big, ever think of that?” she chuckled, then gasped once Fluttershy made it to the thickest part of her shaft. She lifted her head to try and meet the pony’s eyes, only for her own to widen once she spotted the prominent bulge from the huge cock inside of her. She gawked at the member for a few moments before her gaze trailed up so she could look at her partner panting.

The gryphon gave her a timid nod, signalling her to make the plunge. Like before, a firm and quick thrust on Fluttershy’s part pushed the medial ring inside. She didn’t stop after squeezing it through, stuffing Gilda with more girthy shaft until it hit her internal limit. Gilda had rested her head back, staring at the ceiling dreamily while a hand rested over her bulging gut, the other on one of her heavy breasts.

It took her a moment to adjust, which Fluttershy respected. The pony stayed put at her wall, her tacitly throbbing length pumping her shaft up just enough to give her another stretch. Gilda took a moment to realize Shy was waiting on her approval. She didn’t want there being any more uncertainty between them, so she grunted and moved her head up.

“Hnnf. N-now keep going…‘til you cum,” she demanded.

The pony let out a lusty breath and pulled back, far back, until only her flat tip remained inside. It then struck Gilda that maybe giving her friend free reign to slam her hips against hers was a bad idea. That was until Fluttershy actually did so, thrusting back inside and stopping just short of her cervix.

She found herself bracing up as Shy dragged herself back and prepped another thrust. Again, Fluttershy pushed herself in, stopping before hitting something pain inducing. After the third quick maneuver on the pony’s part, Gilda started trusting her not to overdo it. Her muscles stopped tensing up as that fat rod rammed into her, allowing her to focus more on squeezing her velvety walls.

Fluttershy found a healthy pace shortly after she saw Gilda rest her head back peacefully. She tacitly encouraged the pony’s thrusts by pulling at her with her crossed paws. Gilda met every hasty thrust with a flex of her inner walls, clenching down on the thick shaft. Each press brought her erogenous zone down, making the oversized rod penetrating her feel that much larger when it stretched her out. Every little squeeze would send another splash of juice along the cock gliding in and out of her.

It didn’t matter how close the tip was to her cervix anymore, all Gilda focused on was the overwhelming girth thrusting into her repeatedly. She basked in the pleasure, letting her tongue hang out. Occasionally she’d fail to suppress a moan, but it only served to please Fluttershy. It typically resulted in the herm squeezing her fat breast or rubbing a couple of digits teasingly along her clit.

Minutes passed while Fluttershy kept her steady pace, and Gilda found herself short of breath. The herm’s teasing gropes from before turned into needy fondles of her luscious tits. When she’d moved back to rubbing at her aching cunt, Gilda could hardly control her tight walls. They gripped hard and frequently, a telltale sign she was approaching another climax. She pulled harder with her legs and brushed her tail gently along the herm’s bloated nuts. Her sprays of supple nectar mixed in with her moans were meant to encourage rougher thrusts from the pony.

She looked up dreamily, ready to tell the pony she could be just a bit rougher, but Fluttershy was ready to oblige before she could even ask. Fluttershy watched her with a devious smirk, seeming to understand her desires without her voicing them. Shortly after giving a simple nod, she stopped full-boring her massive rod, instead prioritizing speed and repeatedly mashing her g-spot.

At this pace, Fluttershy let out a sigh and hunched herself over. Slowly, surely while pounding away, she sank her torso down so her breasts squished against Gilda’s. She decided it would be best to cease looking at her partner and judge her enjoyment off of the impossible volumes of feminine nectar splashing against her stomach and crotch instead. She could afford to enjoy herself, as she’d kept true to her word about over-penetration, and Gilda certainly wasn’t telling her to stop.

This action paid off too, as Gilda wrapped her arms around her back and held onto her for dear life. Fluttershy returned the favor by moving her hands to the gryphon’s waist, giving her better leverage to plow away. Gilda let out muffled curses, her claws digging into the pony’s back, fortunately not hard enough to hurt. Her toes curled tightly and she bucked her hips several times to meet with Fluttershy’s quick thrusts.

With a grunt, she set free a heavy rope of her sweet cum, soaking the herm’s chest and muddying up her fur for what had to have been the hundredth time that night. Fluttershy wasn’t going to let that stop her though. She held strong, plunging her shaft in and out at the same speed to coax heavier blasts out of her partner. As expected, more healthy gushes of nectar flung out at incredible speeds to douse her friend in cum, cups of the stuff raining back on herself and falling to the already wet floor.

Feeling mischievous, Fluttershy slipped a hand back down to the gryphon’s gushing cunt. Her appendage was doused twice before her palm touched Gilda’s mons. From there, she rubbed in circles, brushing and applying pressure to her throbbing clit. She kept thrusting away while palming her bits, encouraging more violent lasts of juice. Each time her hand moved up, the hybrid’s supple nectar was ready to spray out and drench the fur on her torso again.

Gilda couldn’t stop squirming, fire rushing through her loins while she bucked her hips uncontrollably. The pony’s thick medial ring would harshly batter its way inside and out, pressing roughly along her erogenous zone at a rapid pace. Mixed in with Fluttershy’s teasing of her sensitive nub, She felt light headed. Moans were frequent and uncensored, further driving Shy to pound her right into…

“O-oooh, fuck!” Gilda shouted, climaxing again.

Fluttershy’s eyes widened and red tinged her cheeks. “D-did you just cum twice?” Gilda didn’t reply, as she was too busy squirming and gasping, but the enormous hose of juice that splashed along her chest was a big enough clue. The pony smiled, as it wasn’t often she could draw multiple orgasms out of someone other than Pinkie. She used that satisfaction to continue her pounding, doubling her speed and angling her forward thrusts upwards to draw more cum out of her partner.

The gryphon could barely think as she blasted out more and more delectable nectar. She felt it splash back along her crotch and the majority of her upper body, and she could hardly imagine what the floor looked like. Every quick ramming of that massive rod would send another streak of cum loose to shower the two. Her cunt gripped it for dear life, trying its hardest to squeeze and please her partner. She hoped Fluttershy would hurry up and cum already, as she was well on her way to chaining a third orgasm, and she wasn’t sure if her body would give out.

Fluttershy was growing delirious from the impossible volumes of juice splattering on her body herself and didn’t think she would hold off any longer. During her frantic thrusts, she took notice to an odd sensation brushing along her inner thighs. She stopped fucking her friend for a moment to investigate, still eagerly rubbing away at the gryphon’s pulsing and orgasming sex bits.

It took a moment to spot, as Gilda continued spasming and sending forth hot waves of crystal clear cum, but Fluttershy gasped as she looked at her own crotch.

“Oh my goodness!” was the polite way to react to one’s balls being half again their normal size. Pounding Gilda had her focusing on her cock, so she must not have realized they were steadily growing until they were physically spreading her stance wider. Beyond the sheer size, her testicles were heavy now, enough to make her knees bend. The sack was over a foot across, the fuzzy skin visibly stretched by the expanded jewels within. It felt as if gallons of spooge were fighting to make space in each hefty nut, begging their owner for some method of escape.

Fluttershy took another peak at her partner’s face and was delighted to see her enjoying herself still, despite the massive blasts of nectar trying to shroud her vision. She figured she could pick up the pace, as any more teasing would likely render her immobile.

Juice burst out of Gilda’s cunt, splashing her entire upper body in sweet nectar so she could wear it like a badge of sexual honor. She’d lost count of how many coatings of cum she’d doused herself in, and as a result, how many orgasms the poor gryphon went through. Her fat nuts swung with authority, hanging low enough to loudly slap against Gilda’s plush rear. Fortunately, said rear was cushiony enough to curb any pain.

Her nuts swinging into anything wasn’t going to be an issue for long however, as they were slowly cuddling up to her crotch and preparing to give their owner one hell of a finale. The pony’s thrusts slowed down once more, this time because her flat tip began flaring out. She grew weak in the knees and clutched the gryphon’s waist tightly for support.

“G-Gilda, I…”

“Do iiiiit,” Gilda groaned, pulling on Fluttershy’s back with her paws.

She did, sinking her thick cock down as far as Gilda’s tight confines would allow it.

And then she erupted.

Gilda’s eyes rolled back as that first fat rope of cum filled her. It triggered her final orgasm of the night, copious fluids spraying out and coating her partner as thanks for her wonderful efforts. Even without the pony sawing her hips back and forth, the hearty throbs from her member stretched Gilda frequently. Her heavy floods of supple nectar would grow more violent and wet with each pulse.

The next blast from Fluttershy’s thick rod snapped her back to reality. Looking down, she gasped, as her gut bulged out from the excess cream all lodged within her inner most walls. The massive, flared tip of the pony’s cock prevented any from seeping out. The gryphon sighed pleasurably as another violent streak of cum shot out and further inflated her womb. She rested her head back and let Fluttershy enjoy herself. She’d definitely earned it.

And enjoy herself she did.

Every beat from her aching cock drew another moan from Fluttershy, as it signaled another massive surge of pearly white cum shooting out at high speeds. Having slung out well over a liter of the thick stuff while still spurting it out as strongly as her first shots, she knew this one would go on for a while. She could almost hear her heavy nuts churn as they whipped up more thick cream for her to expel.

She groaned, lowering her upper body and squishing their ample breasts together. Gilda was still cumming violently, but her blasts of juice splattered against their combined crotches to then rain back down upon the floor. She blushed after feeling the prominent hill making up the gryphon’s mid section. It aroused her further as she felt it expand slightly with each throb of her enormous cock.

As more fat globs of sperm filled her partner, Fluttershy grew weak in the knees and decided she needed to move to keep them from giving out. She pulled her shaft back a tad, then pushed it back to its furthest point, stimulating her hyper sensitive flare and coaxing more cum free from both of them. The extra pleasure gave her reason enough to hold strong, so she pulled back again, blasting a fresh wave of semen up her cunt on her backstroke. She tried pushing forwards but encountered a heavy resistance.

It wasn’t due to her expanded flare, as that could still move inside of the gryphon’s tight snatch. This was a wall, similar to that of her cervix, and it was physically pushing at her cock with every new rope of thick cum. It was for the best, as Fluttershy didn’t see an end to her climax in sight, Gilda had finished orgasming, and her gut was beginning to rival that of a mare expecting twins.

“O-Okay, that’s a lot,” Gilda hissed, trying not to be too harsh in getting the orgasming pony out of her.

Fortunately for her, Fluttershy wouldn’t have been able to keep herself inside if she tried, her own cum was gradually pushing her shaft out with each spurt. A whole foot of horse shaft was free, which gave the pony plenty of space to grip the base and assist its exit. Had she been in a clearer state of mind, she might’ve noticed the utter lack of white cream on her shaft, indicating every single drop found its way into her partner’s womb. Soon enough, and conveniently as Gilda felt close to bursting, her flared tip sprung free of her tight confines with an audible‘pop’.

Followed by a lake of semen gushing out of her cunt.

Gilda groaned as thick spooge flooded everything beneath her with a lewd splash. Much of it doused the herm’s throbbing cock, the excess glazing her massive balls and the entirety of her legs. Her stomach gradually deflated as liters upon liters pushed themselves free. The gentle post orgasm flexing of her walls had little effect in holding it in, especially after such a thorough stretching from its source.

Once her stomach was back to somewhat normal proportions, she summoned enough strength to sit up and check how Fluttershy was doing since she was pretty sure her orgasm was-

A thick, heavy rope of semen splashed her in the beak, plastering her feathers and glueing her eyes shut. “Fuckin’ unreal,” she laughed, shielding her face from the following lines of spooge aimed at her. Loud and wet sounds permeated the room as the pony stroked herself off, letting loose heavy streaks of cum and glazing her partner. She sat like that for a few moments, basking in the cum shower and taking in its musk. Gilda was certain that if she hadn’t cum enough to overflow a bathtub in the past hour, this would’ve aroused her enough to try for another orgasm. The heady musk let off by her gooey sperm still clouded her mind enough to make her paw at her bits.

After five more bursts of the thick cream hit her, she decided she’d been doused in enough ejaculate for one night. She wiped her face free of cum and scooted off the couch towards Fluttershy. Once she stood upright, her heavy tits and stomach were thoroughly coated with more semen, and she finally got a good look at the herm cumming her heart out.

Fluttershy looked positively drunk on pleasure, mindlessly stroking her shaft with her eyes shut tight and her tongue hanging out. Gilda snapped her from her haze by closing the gap between them, wedging the spurting shaft between her thick thighs and gliding her cunt over the top. Her crotch batted Shy’s cum soaked hands away so she could meet the pony hip to hip and press their chests together.

Fluttershy took a peak down to see what the curvy gryphon was up to, just to be surprised once she craned her head up and met her muzzle with an open beak. Gilda smiled as the pony moaned into her mouth, then wrapped her claws around her back to pull her closer. Fluttershy’s flared cock was still gushing sperm, but the fat streaks of the gooey stuff weren’t arcing nearly as far.

Gilda pulled her head back slowly, stifling a chuckle as she looked at the lust drunk pony. Fluttershy surprised her by sawing her shaft between her thighs. Heavy globs of semen painted the couch cushions for a good ten seconds before she grunted and roughly thrust forward, colliding their hips. Gilda’s head was pressed between the pony’s massive breasts while she sighed and expelled the final ropes of cum for the night.

Once spent completely, Fluttershy slumped forwards, making Gilda worry she would fall on her and pass out. However, the herm wrapped her arms around her back and pulled her further into her deep cleavage, humming sensually. Gilda felt her shaft slowly deflate and cease putting pressure on her soaked bits.

“Thank yoouu,” she said happily, allowing the gryphon some air by ending her hug.

Gilda stepped back and sat on the arm rest, as she wasn’t confident in her ability to walk. Her shapely butt seeped into gelatinous and musky cum, making her turn around to survey the damage. Her jaw dropped and she barely caught her claw heading for her snatch. Pretty much the entirety of the couch was glazed in the pony’s essence, much of the glue like cream having not yet seeped into the material. The heavy ropes had extended far beyond just the cushions though, as several streaks were painted along the walls and sections of her ceiling, slowly dripping down in a multi gallon puddle on the floor.

Gilda blushed and managed to look back at her friend before the sight made her too tempted to go another round. “For a second I was worried you weren’t ever gonna stop.”

It drew a giggle out of the pony, ”It certainly felt that way.” She yawned shortly after and proceeded to brush some of the excess jizz off her figure. “I think we can safely call that the finale of the night though. I’ll head upstairs to make sure they’re doing okay still and bring back some sleeping mats for us.”

Gilda cocked her head. “Uh,‘they’? Pinkie and Dash are right on the floor there.”

“Oh my, I never did get a chance to tell you, did I?” Fluttershy grinned. “Normally my humble cottage would be pretty packed with my little friends, but through gentle encouragement I was able to have them take refuge into the restroom for the night.”

Gilda’s eyes bulged out. “So you’ve got a bunch of animals hanging out in your shower?”

“Fourteen to be precise,” she replied simply.

She seemed genuine enough, so Gilda rubbed her lower beak for a moment then decided to drop the topic there. She then noticed the little wobble in the herm’s stance. “Think you can make it up the stairs after all that?”

Fluttershy nodded and took a step, only to slip in the massive puddle of cum and juice beneath her. She braced for a fall, but yelped in surprise as Gilda sprung up with a quick flap of her wings and caught her. Quicker still, the hybrid hefted her back up to a standing position without so much as a grunt. Perhaps she wasn’t as worn out as she had let on before.

“You alright?”

“Yes, um… thank you, again.” Gilda slowly backed away from her, tucking her wings and resting on her handy arm rest once more. “Maybe it’s better we just stay down here and sleep on the couch.”

Gilda smirked and pat the cushion behind her. “I’ve been told I make a nice blanket.” She then scooted the cum soaked thing back into place on the couch before falling back into the cozy things. Fluttershy smiled and joined her, crawling over the arm rest and jiggling her heavy breasts. Drawing closer, she pushed at Gilda’s shoulder and made her rest her back along the cushions.

Gilda didn’t think anything of it at first, then she noticed Fluttershy hadn’t turned over to rest on her side of the couch. As she crawled over the gryphon’s stretched out legs, Gilda protested, “F-fuuck, no, I’m gonna be on top.”

“I’d put that strength to use right about now then,” she giggled, resting her weight on the hybrid and enrapturing her in another hug. “I’m not that heavy, am I?” Her partner thought on it for a moment, actually ceasing her squirming and letting Fluttershy further smoosh her curvy form into her own.

It wasn’t painfully uncomfortable, though the excess sludge matting up their fur was another cause for concern. “B-but what about the cum?” she stuttered, falling prey to the pony’s cute antics.

“It comes right out with a thorough shower and the right types of soap. Also this wouldn’t be the first time I’ve fallen asleep coated in ejaculate.” She smiled seductively, “Or the first time I’ve fallen asleep on someone.”

She sighed with a smile on her beak, accepting her position. “I take it this how you ended up convincing Rainbow to gimme another chance earlier.”

“Hmhmm, Pinkie and I are pretty good in bringing out the best in others. I didn’t need to pin her down, but being around half naked ponies makes it hard to stay upset for long.”

Gilda laughed and nuzzled her neck. “Hey, I said it earlier to Pinkie Pie, but… you know, thanks for all of this. I mean it. I was really nervous about coming here, but you three made it really special.”

Fluttershy gave the gryphon a peck on her beak and rested her head alongside hers. “Not a problem, I had a feeling your messages were genuine. On that note, I should thank you for trusting us enough to come out to a cottage outside of any major town past dark!”

“Pfft, I had a nine. Night time traveling’s no issue.” She sighed happily, thinking her day over. “You know, I never ended up making things right between the others I’d done stuff to.”

“Oh? Rainbow mentioned it all those years ago, but I’d honestly forgotten about them. To be frank, I can’t imagine the town’s ponies would recall it either.”

“Yeah, but it can’t hurt to say sorry. Just look at what that netted me tonight,” she chuckled. “Not too sure on how to go about it though.”

“I can tag along if you like.”

“You what, why?”

“Because you’re my friend. And I want to see you happy.”

“You…” Gilda was at a bit of a loss for words. These ponies had done nothing but show her kindness from the moment she’d arrived. They trusted her enough to convince one another to give her a second chance. They’d comforted her in the form of baked goods and, well, what would be a movie night. They showered her with enough sex to run a brothel for a night, Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie in particular trusting her enough not to put a fork in their relationship.

She didn’t have much in mind for showing her gratitude other than the liters of juice in return and her starting apologies for her misbehavior so long ago...

So she didn’t say anything, she instead moved the hermaphrodite up a bit so she could see her curious eyes, then lowered her back down while parting her beak. The endearment was heartfelt and messy. She wrapped her claws around the pony’s back, cooing into her parted lips and teasingly lapping at her teeth. Fluttershy moaned, inching back for a moment and letting a strand connect their mouths, just for Gilda to pull her back down harder. Over half a minute passed before Gilda eased her grip on the pony’s head, which let Fluttershy slowly move up and dreamily look at the gryphon.

Gilda had her eyes closed and she let out a cute little yawn, “I appreciate it, Shy.”

Fluttershy laughed softly, cheeks heavy with red, and gradually settled back into her partner. Gilda drew another giggle out of her by purring and rubbing the herm’s back. Covered in cum and utterly spent from several orgasms, the two fell asleep, ready to tackle whatever the new day would bring.