I gave a muffled moan around the cock in my mouth as the other one pounded away at my ass. I assumed there were more than two stallions at the party, but couldn't see them because of the blindfold. I did, however, know whose shaft I was swirling my tongue around, having sucked off Big Mac before. I then felt a set of lips form a seal on my own cock, recognising the soft touch of the butter-cream furred pegasus mare, Fluttershy.

The stallion behind me tensed up, and I felt his cock throbbing deep inside me, his seed being released and sending a warm feeling up my spine. I whimpered slightly as he pulled out, but soon another took his place, noting something was different when I heard their voice. “Well, this looks rather fun, darling.” The lubed up rubber shaft slid between my cheeks, making my cock twitch slightly.

This is how it had gone all evening, but it was something I agreed to. After all, if you end up in another world, get what they call a 'cutie mark' that shows you're good at sex (yes, it is a dick going into a vagina), then of course you take a job as an escort. Or, a high class whore. Mares only at first, but then the money being offered to me... stallions soon joined, as well as dragons, griffons, minotaurs... and a few others, but I'm not really sure what they were. I freaking loved the changelings though!

I felt a large hand wrap around the back of my head, and I began suckling hard as I knew the stallion was about to peak, which he did, sending his hot cum down the back of my throat, and I groaned as I sucked up as much as possible. Once he slipped out, my ballgag was slid back in and secured, and I could only imagine a small bit of his spunk dripping from the bottom of it onto Fluttershy's head.

If she minded, she didn't say anything, and I gave another muffled moan as she and Rarity began to work faster, my cock straining harder all the more. Then I felt my dick begin to pulse, releasing my seed into Fluttershy's throat. Rarity then slipped out from me, running her hands over my cheeks. I was then left in the corner for a few hours, the mares coming by and occasionally teasing me by either stroking me slowly, or pressing their lips, either set, on the tip of my shaft. “Okay everypony! I think he's had enough, and I know he's made me cum a few times tonight!”

There was round of groans as the party planner untied my wrists and removed my gag, and I shakily removed the blindfold. Mac was stood at the bar on one side of the barn, smoking, with another pony by the name of Filthy Rich, whilst the mares just sipped their wine. Applejack walked over and took my hand, guiding me towards the exit.

I followed awkwardly, the high heels on my feet making me lose my balance. That Pinkie Pie was a kinky one for sure, and I couldn't wait to remove the shoes, stockings and corset. The farm mare led me to the large house on the other side of the yard, where I slipped my heels off to ensure I didn't wake anypony else up, and then she took me upstairs to the shower.

Whilst she got it to warm up, I looked myself over in the mirror. There were multiple cum and saliva stains, both from myself, the mares, and stallions. I gave a chuckle before a hand pulled me into the steaming downpour, and I was pushed against the wall, the farm mare's tongue forcing entry into my mouth, which I allowed. “Oh come on, you've had him twice tonight! When's my turn?”

I felt Applejack pull away, smirking as I recognised the new entrant to the washroom. There was only one pony that I never charged, always managing to return her bits if she tried to give them to me. Funnily enough, I always charged her sister, but never her, and I still didn't know why. The pony that stepped in was shorter than me, which made things easier as I felt her breasts press against my chest.

I put my arms around her back and ran my hands over her wings, sliding her horn into my mouth. Princess Luna gave a pleasured gasp as I began to suck on her magical appendage, tasting her unique magic over my tongue.

I knew exactly what I was doing, and the mare was like putty in my hands as my muscle swirled around her horn and I ran my fingers through her soft feathers. She rolled her head back with a loud moan, and then I struck. I pushed from the water and towards the door, the alicorn giving little resistance. I tilted her head up and kissed the tip of her muzzle...

...then followed by slamming the bathroom door shut in her face and locking it, walking back to the shower with a chuckle as I heard pounding on the wood. She'd let me shower in peace now, but damn was I going to pay for it when I got home.

After drying off I slipped back into my clothes, which were waiting on the counter. I smirked to my reflection as I slipped the knot up to my neck, straightening my tie out and slipping it into my jacket. With a final check I left the bathroom and headed down stairs

I was stopped at the front door by Pinkie Pie, who handed me a check. It was the highest amount I had received so far, almost a thousand bits, but there were quite a few ponies there, which lowered the impressiveness of the amount. "You were awesome tonight! When can I book you for a private party?"

I gave a chuckle, sliding my arms around her back and kissing her cheek, making the mare giggle. "Sorry, Pinks, but I'm off to Saddle Arabia tomorrow. I always love going there." I just raised an eyebrow at her pout, but it soon changed to a grin as she returned my kiss.

I pulled away from the mare and left the house, walking along the gravel path, which led to the edge of Sweet Apple Acres. I crested a slight rise, staring at the town below me with a smile.

Ponyville, my home for the past six months. Oh well, plenty of time to deal with a pissed off demi goddess that I sexually aroused and then pushed away. It was just another Saturday night for me in Equestria.

Author's Note

Well... this happened. I seem to have been bitten by the clop bug. This doesn't mean I'm going to neglect my other stories (intentionally), they will still be worked on.

The next chapter for Night's Children is ready, and will be posted as soon as my new editor (bout damn time I got one) has caught up. Next stage of Kindest Help will follow, where the shit hits the fan... again.