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.