Shining Armor looked at the four mares gathered in his office. “I would like to thank you all for coming on such short notice.”
Arrayed before him was an off-white unicorn with an electric blue mane, a grey earth pony wearing a pink bow tie, a cream earth pony with a grey mane, and a zebra. Each of them wore a look of confusion.
“Why have we been summoned to this place? I do not recognize this space,” the zebra said.
The grey earth pony glanced over at the exotic mare. “I agree,” she said, her voice containing the inflections of a typical Canterlotian. “I’ve certainly done nothing wrong.”
“Yeah, what gives?” the unicorn asked. “I mean, I can understand Tavi being here, her music being a crime against decent hearing.”
“Vinyl!” the grey mare exclaimed. “At least I don’t poison the youth of Equestria with wubs.” At that last word, she shuddered.
“Captain Armor,” the cream mare said. “Might you please explain why we’re here?” Her mane was askew, piled atop her head as if she’d just been awakened.
“I’m aware that it’s late,” Shining said. “But Equestria has need of each of you.” He smiled, though there was something behind his smile that none of the mares could place.
“You see, something has come up, and I’ve heard that each of you has a talent.”
Vinyl laughed. “What talent is that? Making shitty music in Tavi’s case?”
Shining shook his head. “No. At least, not exclusively.” His hooves were below the lip of his desk, though they could see one of his hooves moving slowly. “You see, Cadance has requested the presence of each of you for something special.”
They each started chattering, asking about special ceremonies or brews. Mayor Mare was curious about officiating something, while Zecora wanted to know if the Princess needed a potion. Tavi and Vinyl argued over whether she needed a musician, and who she was more likely to pick.
Shining let them speak amongst themselves for a moment. “Quiet,” he ordered. The four mares fell silent. “You’re all wrong, that’s not why I’ve requested your presence.”
“Then why summon us here? I am no seer,” Zecora said. Her deep voice and constant rhyming a source of amusement for Shining.
Shining cleared his throat. “I’ll be blunt. Cadance is bored. As such, it falls to me to provide her with entertainment. That’s where you four come in.” He held up a hoof, cutting them off before they could begin. “However, it’s not quite what you think.”
His smile grew as he leered down at each of them. “You see, Cadance really loves watching other ponies. To that end, you’re each going to fuck, while she watches. I might join in, as well.”
Four voices raised together in their dissent. They argued about how it wasn’t decent, about how it was forbidden, about how it was against the law of Equestria. Shining let them argue, the smile never leaving his face.
When they finally settled down, he continued. “You can say what you want, but there’s no exit from here.”
They turned around, checking behind them. Sure enough, the door had vanished. Only a blank wall greeted their eyes. When they turned back around, behind Shining’s desk was no longer a wall, but an entire room had appeared. Dominating the room was a large bed, upon which Shining was now lounging.
His hooves, which had been below the desk, were now stroking his erect cock. He made no move to hide it, the leering grin still on his face. All four of the mares couldn’t help but stare at the fleshy length.
“There’s only one way out of here, and that’s when my wife is satisfied with your performance.” His hooves continued to move. “So, you only have one choice.”
One hoof left his shaft and patted the bed. “Fuck each other. Fuck me. Either way, put on a show, impress Cadance. That’s how you leave.”
Zecora blinked. “Is this the truth you speak? Not our bodies that you seek? I do not see Princess Cadance before my eyes. How do we know that you don’t speak lies?”
Shining pointed over his shoulder. Standing up above everything, a shadowy figure was briefly seen. Its eyes stared down at everypony in the room. Only the eyes could be seen. After a moment, the figure faded back into the shadows.
“You see?” Shining asked. “Cadance is here, she’s watching. Entertain her, and she will let you leave. Fail her, and you shall be forced to try again, night after night.”
“What if we refuse?” Tavi asked.
“You have no choice in the matter. Refuse, do not participate, and the Royal Guard shall drag you out of bed, out of your home tomorrow night. You shall be branded a criminal and nopony will question them as you are brought here yet again.” He shrugged, still stroking himself. “Honestly, I think she likes that even more than if you just comply.”
“We can tell everypony about this,” Tavi said.
Shining laughed. “Who would believe you? The Princess of Love would never do such a thing, she’d never have her husband cheat on her like this.”
“You have taken away our voice. We really do have no choice,” Zecora said.
Manipulating his cock, Shining pointed it at the zebra. “She gets it.” Resuming his stroking, he continued speaking. “Now then, who’s going to be first?”
None of the mares moved. Each of them was trying to figure out what was going on. There had to be some sort of way out of this that didn’t involve sleeping with each other, or Shining.
It was Zecora who moved first, coming over to the bed. Shining watched her approach. Zecora was Twilight’s friend. He’d met the zebra a couple of times and always been entranced by her exotic beauty. Her body had curves in all the right places, and there was something about her voice that he just wanted to hear what she sounded like as he plowed into her, filling her up with his cock. It had taken a fair bit of convincing to get Cadance to agree to Zecora’s presence at one of these parties.
“If we satisfy you, you’ll let us go, true?”
He nodded. “Though note that none of you have to sleep with me. You can also have some fun with each other.” His eyes roamed over Octavia and Vinyl, who were steadfastly refusing to look at each other. “I only play whatever part you want me to.”
Zecora looked back at the other three mares, who were looking at her. “Enticing as your offer may be, sleeping with you is the fastest route I see.” She climbed up onto the bed.
Shining couldn’t help the grin on his face. He’d hoped that Zecora, with her shaman background, would be adverse to sleeping with a mare. Now his dreams of plowing her perfect pussy would prevail.
When she was in reach, he darted forward, wrapping his hooves around her neck and throwing her down. She landed on her back with a gasp as he straddled her body, his cock draped between her legs.
His lips captured hers in a deep kiss. She struggled for a moment, before giving in. She tasted like herbs, he just couldn’t place which ones. Using his tongue, he slipped into her mouth, being sure to taste every flavor.
He pulled back after a moment, looking down at her. Her cheeks had a hint of red to them and her breathing had increased slightly. In this position, she was completely bared to him. His eyes roamed down her body.
She was fit, which must come from living like she did in the Everfree forest. The stripes along her body drew his eyes ever downwards, past her chest, across her stomach, and down to where the true treasure lay.
His hips were gently moving, just rubbing his length across her lips, parting them. The outer lips were a dark grey in color, matching her coat. Inside was the typical fleshy pink color. Some moisture already glinted off her sex. She wasn’t ready yet, but would be soon.
He drew her into another kiss. Using his teeth, he bit at her bottom lip, causing her to gasp. Alternating between little bites and exploring her mouth with his tongue, he used a hoof to run along her side.
Gripping her flank, right over her odd, spiral cutie mark, he felt her up. It was almost all muscle in there, very little fat. He liked a little cushion on his mares, but he could work with what Zecora had to offer. Pulling back his hoof, he slapped her flank. She gasped into his mouth, the gasp trailing off into a moan when he hit her again.
He could feel his cock getting wetter as she exuded more juices. She had gone from just accepting his kisses, to kissing him back. She lacked the fervor that he had, but she was getting into it.
Pulling back his head, he nipped at her neck. Most mares he’d been with were sensitive at least somewhere on there. He picked spots at random, nipping and sucking at the skin underneath her coat.
Her hooves wrapped around his neck as she let out moans that got increasingly louder. She was holding him against her body, not letting him go. Not that he wanted to leave anyway.
Moving from her neck, he continued nipping and kissing his way down her body. Her coat was soft, meaning that despite her living conditions, she took care of herself. She moaned with each kiss he made.
His goal was clear, he wanted to truly taste her. Based on what he felt against his cock, she was getting really wet. Soon she’d be ready to accept him, and he would happily give himself to her.
Paying only token attention to everything between her neck and her dripping pussy, he arrived at his destination. Like a connoisseur, he sniffed at it first, inhaling the pungent scent of her musk. It was like taking a deep breath in a jungle. His mind brought up images of tall, moss-covered trees, of sunlight barely filtering through leafy branches.
Taking another deep breath, he shoved his muzzle right into her, driving himself as deep as he could get. His tongue lashed out, plumbing her depths and lapping up as much of that divine taste as possible.
Her back arched and she cried out, a long, low cry filled with pleasure. Her front hooves gripped the top of his head, trying to pull him in closer while her back legs went rigid.
He obliged her. Her juices filled his mouth. Her mouth tasted of herbs, her pussy tasted like wildflowers. Most mares tasted like berries, or some kind of fruit, but she had a rougher, more natural taste. It fit, he supposed.
His tongue filled her up, running along her interior walls and drawing gasps and moans from her. He would lick and lap inside her, swirling around his tongue.
After a minute, he pulled back his tongue and latched his lips onto her now exposed clit. The little button was perfectly sensitive. Where before she had been moaning, now she was nearly screaming. He used his front teeth to bite down on it, rolling it around and attacking it with his tongue.
Her pussy overflowed with juices, coating his muzzle with them. He wondered if she’d ever been with a stallion, or if shamans were forbidden from partaking in pleasures of the flesh. Based on her reactions, she wasn’t very familiar with sex, so he was leaning more towards the latter option.
He left her clit, climbing back over her so they were muzzle to muzzle. A drop of her juices fell from him, landing on her cheek with a plop. “Clean me,” he ordered.
She looked hesitant, but her tongue emerged and ran up his cheek. She took her own juices into her mouth and swallowed. “Good girl,” he said as she licked him again. “Have you ever tasted yourself?” he asked.
She shook her head. “No, I have not. For shamans, tis a forbidden thought.”
“So what you’re doing here is forbidden? Are you breaking some sort of shaman code by letting me fuck you?” His cock twitched at the thought. This would perhaps be the most fun he’s had in awhile.
Rather than speak, she just nodded. Her tongue lapped up the rest of her juices.
Shining’s cock had resumed its place between her legs. It was slick now, fully coated with her wetness. This may be forbidden for her, but she wanted it, wanted him. Her dripping pussy told him that much.
Arching his back, he positioned the head of his length at her entrance. The folds of her pussy molded around it. “Allow me to show you what you’ve been missing all this time,” he said with a smile.
Without waiting for her to agree, he pushed, hard. She was wet enough that he slipped right in. His cock plunged into her depths, making her cry out at the sudden intrusion. He made it halfway in, in one fluid motion. However, there was a barrier blocking his way.
So she really was a virgin. He twitched inside her, excited at the prospect of being her first. Looking at her, her eyes were clenched shut as her body tried to get used to this invader.
When he pulled back slightly, she sighed. When he thrust forward again, breaking her barrier in one move, she cried out in pain, tears leaking from her closed eyes.
“There, there,” he said. “It’ll feel good, real soon.” He sheathed himself inside her, all the way up to the hilt. His balls were right against her puckered asshole. She clamped down on his length, preventing him from moving until she got used to him inside her.
Not the he cared, he was in heaven. Her pussy was so exotic. It felt fantastic around his cock, so warm, so wet. There was something about it that made it different from a pony mare’s pussy. Something about her being a zebra, perhaps. If all zebra mares were like this, he might be unwilling to go back to just fucking ponies.
It took her a minute, but her body eased itself. She’d stuffed a forehoof into her mouth, stifling her cries. When he could move again, he pulled himself out until just the head was inside her. Looking down, he could see his cock glistening with a combination of her juices, and blood.
Ramming forward, he buried himself into her sharply once more. She gasped around her hoof, the sound muted. Shining grasped her hoof, removing it from her mouth. “I want to hear you,” he said.
Zecora looked into his eyes. He could see himself in the depths of her orbs. “Do with me as you wish. Treat me like some delectable dish.”
“Well, now that I have your permission...” He pulled out again, slamming forward. The slap of his balls hitting her ass echoed in the room. It didn’t take him long before he was pounding away at her. He wasn’t in the mood to take it slow, her pleasure was of no concern to him. Instead, he wanted to just fuck her virgin pussy.
With each impact of his rod into her depths, she shuddered. Little gasps and moans left her mouth. She wasn’t doing any work, just laying there. As much fun as pounding her was, he wanted her to do something.
“Lift up your flank,” he instructed her. As she did so, he thrust into her, the action causing them to meet halfway. “Come on, put some effort into this.” He leaned over, capturing her lips with his. “You know your body wants it.”
He gripped her head in a hoof, directing her attention down to where they were joined. He made her watch as he slid out of her and back in. “Just look. You’re so wet, but oh so wonderfully tight. Listen to the sounds our union makes.” Using his other forehoof, he reached down and rubbed her clit, making her moan. “Show me how much you want this.”
He let her head go. The next time he thrust into her, her hips came up, meeting him partway. “Good girl,” he said. He continued rubbing her clit while thrusting.
Together, they set up a pattern. They thrust against each other. She was so tight, and so exotic, he knew that he wasn’t going to last long.
Shining felt the mattress dip and move. Looking over, he saw Mayor Mare crawling onto the bed. “I’ve come to lend a hoof,” she said.
“It’s about time one of you other three did something,” he replied. As he watched, the mayor crawled over to Zecora. Her tail was twitching, a sign that she was aroused. When her back was facing him, he caught sight of her marehood. It was dripping fluids and winking at him.
He smiled. Mayor Mare wasn’t the clean little politician that she wanted to present to everypony. He knew that she had a wild side.
The mayor locked lips with a shocked Zecora. The zebra struggled for a moment, but the mayor was relentless. Shining could see her tongue poking into the shaman’s mouth. Finally, Zecora gave into the kiss.
Watching the two mares make out was almost enough to send him over the edge. It wouldn’t be long now before he emptied himself into the zebra. His thrusts became more random, the pattern devolving as he lost control.
He used one hoof to slap her flank, making the zebra moan into her partner’s mouth. Her skin turned red, little marks ruining her cutie mark, but he didn’t care.
Several thrusts later, and he knew that it was the point of no return. He tossed back his head, letting out a loud moan as the tip of his cock flared. She was so tight that he couldn’t move anymore, just buried deep inside her.
A feeling of pleasant fire started in his balls, traveling up the length of his cock. Zecora shivered when the first burst of his cum exploded into her. He pulsed and flared, shooting jets of semen deep inside the zebra.
“Oh, fuck!” he cried out. His balls emptied themselves. If Zecora was saying anything, it was lost in Mayor Mare’s mouth. The mayor ran a hoof along her neck.
Shining rode out his orgasm. He could feel his seed filling up Zecora, spilling past his cock. Ever since he first met the shaman, he’d dreamed of doing this to her. More than once he’d rubbed one out in the bathroom, thinking about her.
When finally he’d emptied himself, he pulled out. His length was covered in a mixture of Zecora’s juices, blood, and his own cum. A small strand of semen spilled out of her, staining the bed.
Mayor Mare pulled back, leaving Zecora a gasping, panting mess. She turned around, eyeing Shining’s cock. “Seems a shame to let all this go to waste,” she said.
Before he could say anything, she opened her mouth and took the tip of his shaft inside. She sucked, pulling out every last drop of cum left in him. Her tongue swirled around his head, cleaning him up.
He put a hoof on the back of her head, forcing her down. She didn’t even gag, just swallowed his cock like it was nothing. He slid right into her throat.
“You’re a dirty, dirty mare, aren’t you?”
She nodded, pulling back and cleaning up most of his length. “I am. And I want you inside me. I want you to fuck me.”
For once, Shining was thankful for the potion he’d imbibed prior to the mares’ arrival. It allowed him to almost instantly reload and be ready for another round. His cock never even needed to go soft. Already it was twitching at the prospect of burying itself inside another pussy.
Heedless of Zecora still laying there, Mayor Mare turned around. She was straddling the zebra. Her tail lifted, showing herself to Shining. “Fuck me, and don’t be gentle.”
Well, who was he to not oblige her? Moving over, he grasped her flanks, right over the scroll cutie mark. Without any preamble, he shoved himself roughly into her wet pussy.
Unlike Zecora, she wasn’t tight. The mayor loved a good roll in the hay, so she was stretched out. It was still very pleasurable, being inside a mare, but after Zecora, it wasn’t quite as good.
What she lacked in tightness, she made up for in enthusiasm. As soon as she felt him enter her, she slid backwards, bringing their hips together roughly. “Oh, yes...” she moaned.
He pulled back, making her whine as he left her. When he slammed forwards again, the whine rose into a breathy moan. “Yeah, just like that,” she said. “Fuck me.”
Every time he pushed into her, she pushed back to meet him. She was letting out a constant stream of moans and profanity. His hooves slapped her flanks, bringing out even more moans.
“Grab my mane!” she cried. He reached out, grabbing her mane and yanking on it. “Oh, fuck yes! Pull my mane, slap me!”
He smiled. She really was a wild one, a very naughty mare. How she managed to hide this side of her from the citizens of Ponyville, he didn’t know. But if she wanted a good fucking, he was going to give it to her.
He stopped holding back with his slaps, punishing her with his full strength. Each time he hit her, she cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Her skin would turn red. He yanked on her mane, occasionally pulling out a hair or two.
Her hips always came to meet his. Her voice was always on, her shouts filling the room. Her juices dripped out of her pussy, falling on Zecora who was still laying beneath her.
Shining was excited with this filthy mare. She loved to fuck, she wanted it. But no matter how much he abused her, it just wasn’t enough to bring him to orgasm. Based on her cries, she’d already cum three times.
He pulled himself out of her completely. She moaned at the loss, at least until he pressed his tip against her asshole. “Oh, yes. Fuck my ass.”
He pushed forwards. Her ass was tight, much tighter than her pussy. With the lubrication provided by her juices, he was able to push inside. The puckered lips of her asshole molded around his cock, drawing him inside.
It took him a long, agonizing minute before his balls hit her pussy, before he was completely buried inside her. Now this was what he wanted. This was tight, and now wet with her own fluids. He stayed there another moment, savoring the feelings.
When he pulled back and slammed in, her forelegs buckled and she collapsed. Her hind legs stayed upright as she fell over onto Zecora. “Oh, fuck yes! Fuck my filthy ass. Fuck it raw!” One of her hooves snuck around, fiddling with her clit.
Shining plowed deep into her ass, filling her up. The more he moved, the easier it became as she got used to him. “Mmm, fuck,” he breathed. “Shit, this is more like it.”
They re-entered into their past rhythm. He would pull back until he was nearly completely out of her, and she would slam her hips back, burying him deep inside her once more.
They fucked each other over Zecora, who by now was just laying there, watching. At least, she was until Mayor Mare bent over, capturing her lips once more. Shining heard a muffled scream as the mayor orgasmed into the zebra’s mouth.
He was pretty close himself. It wouldn’t be long now before he spilled his seed into Mayor Mare’s ass, something she’d like. A mare as filthy as her had to enjoy it when a stallion filled her up.
He could feel the pressure building again. Knowing what was coming, he buried his full length inside her and stopped. “Here it comes, you nasty slut!” he cried.
“Yes! Give me your cum, fill me up!”
With a shout, he did just that. His cockhead flared again and jets of cum shot out. Thick, ropey strands coated the mayor’s ass on the inside. She moaned, feeling it.
Spurt after spurt filled her up, until finally his orgasm subsided. He pulled out with a plop, a stream of cum falling onto Zecora’s stomach. The mayor remained where she was, satisfied, as a thin trail of his seed exited her ass, running down her pussy, mixing with her juices and landing on Zecora.
“Clean her up,” he said, indicating the shaman. The mayor nodded, using her tongue to clean up the mess.
Shining looked over, seeing the remaining two mares still sitting on the floor. They’d both moved closer, and he could see that not only were their cheeks red, but they each had a hoof between their legs. Vinyl was vigorously rubbing away, while Octavia was more demure in her movements.
“You two,” he said, indicating them with a hoof. “Get over here and clean me off.” He pointed to his cock, still covered in Mayor Mare’s juices and his own semen.
“I thought you said we had a choice,” Octavia said.
Shining smiled. “You do. Your choice is to come clean me off.”
Vinyl cautiously approached. She’d seen what he’d done to both Zecora and Mayor Mare. Part of her wanted to experience that as well. Shining always seemed like such a strong stallion, the stalwart Captain. Here, in this room, he proved that image.
She climbed onto the bed, Octavia behind her. The unicorn looked at the still hard cock. Cautiously, she sniffed it. It had a heavy musk about it, multiple different smells coming together. She was unable to separate the scents, so they all just blended together.
Shining chuckled. “It’s not gonna bite. Not yet, at least.” He grabbed her head, forcing her down. “Now go on, suck it clean.” With his other hoof, he grabbed Octavia. “And you, lick the base. I think my balls got something on them.”
Octavia felt herself roughly being shoved down until the base of Shining’s length was in her face. She nearly gagged at the stench coming off of it. Already it had been buried in so many holes tonight. He really wanted her to lick it? She was no prude, she’d slept with stallions before, but never like this.
Looking up, she could see Vinyl had her mouth over the tip. Slurping, sucking sounds could be heard. Shining’s hoof was still on her head, still pressing down. Her muzzle was being forced into the base of his cock.
“I said lick it,” he said. Leaning back, he could feel Vinyl still sucking at the tip. She needed no more encouragement, going at it like a bitch in heat. Octavia was still hesitant, so he pressed her down harder. Just feeling her breaths ghost across his balls was making him twitch in Vinyl’s mouth.
Finally, he felt a tongue lick across his sack. A moment passed, and then another lick came, this one longer and reaching a different area. A smile came to his face, knowing that soon she’d be just as into it as her friend.
Vinyl’s head was bobbing up and down. She wasn’t near as practiced as Mayor Mare, unable to fully take him into her mouth. But that was okay, he had something else in mind for these two.
Octavia’s licks became less hesitant, until she was going at it. She lacked the vigor of Vinyl, but she still showed enthusiasm. Perhaps she’d finally realized that she no longer had a choice.
Between Vinyl’s sucking, and Octavia’s licking, his cock was cleaned off in only a few minutes. Already he could feel the potion still flowing, keeping him ready to go. By his estimate, he had a little time left before the potion wore off, just enough time to finish what he started.
Shining pulled Vinyl off of him. “Both of you, lick me.”
The unicorn went right back to work, her long tongue swirling around his shaft. The earth pony, however, took a moment. Vinyl sensed Octavia’s hesitation, because she pulled back.
“Come on, Tavi. It’s not that bad.”
“But... What if our tongues meet?” she asked. That would be like kissing Vinyl.
Vinyl just smirked, before darting forward, kissing Octavia. The cellist tried to back up, but a hoof around her neck prevented that. Vinyl’s tongue snaked its way into Octavia’s mouth. She held the kiss for several long seconds, before pulling back.
“There. Now our tongues have already met.” She went back to licking Shining’s member.
Octavia sputtered, unable to find anything to say. Shining chuckled. “She’s got a point. Now get to licking.” He put a hoof on her head, pressing her close to him once more.
This time, she didn’t hesitate for as long. Starting at the opposite end as Vinyl, she slowly drew her tongue along his length. The unicorn brought her tongue over to meet Octavia’s. When they touched, the cellist flinched, but didn’t withdraw.
They repeated the pattern, starting at opposite ends and meeting in the middle. Each time they met, Vinyl tried to take it a little further. At first she used her tongue to swirl around Octavia’s. Then she started trying to kiss the mare around Shining’s cock.
Before long, even the uptight cellist was getting into it. The two mares were exchanging sloppy kisses, pressing his length between them. Watching them go at it, feeling the sensations, was nearly driving Shining crazy.
Finally, he’d had enough. He had a plan for them, it was time to enact it. Using his hooves, he lifted up their heads. “Tavi, lay on your back.”
The mare did as she was told, her cheeks blushing red as her tail fell to the side. Shining could see that she was aroused, despite her hesitation. A small trail of fluid dripped from her, messing up her tail.
“Vinyl, get on top of her.” The unicorn seemed much more confident and willing. If Octavia decided to back out, then Vinyl being on her would prevent that. “And stick your hips out, I want to see your pussy.”
Vinyl climbed on top of Octavia. True to his orders, she stuck her hips out, her tail lifted and off to one side. He wasn’t sure if she was doing it consciously, but her marehood was already rubbing against Octavia’s, causing both of them to moan. Their engorged clits had to be touching.
Shining crawled up behind them. With a hoof on his cock, he guided it to Octavia’s entrance. “I hope you don’t mind if I just let myself in,” he said.
Pushing forward, he slipped inside the mare, who moaned loudly. She was tight. Not as tight as Zecora had been, but still almost agonizingly squeezing his member. Her warm, wet walls sucked him in.
Slowly, he hilted himself inside her. As he pulled back and thrust in again, he spoke to Vinyl. “Don’t worry, I’ve got something special planned here.”
He thrusted into Octavia for a moment, getting her used to him. When she was sufficiently primed, he pulled completely out. The earth pony whimpered at the loss of sensation.
“Your turn,” he said, thrusting himself into Vinyl.
“Oh, fuck!” she exclaimed.
She was looser than Octavia, but far wetter. It was almost frictionless, how easy he just slid right in. Her depths were far more welcoming. With every shove, he unleashed a near torrent of juices, cascading down and dripping all over Octavia’s hole.
“Mmm, that feels good,” Vinyl said. In the heat of the moment, she leaned over and kissed Octavia. The earth pony stiffened up, until Shining thrust his cock back into her pussy. Then she moaned, relaxing, and even kissing Vinyl back.
Shining alternated between the two mares, never staying inside one for more than thirty seconds. “You’re both such dirty little mares. I don’t know who I like better.” He shoved inside Octavia, thrusting away. “Tavi, you’re so tight. I just love the way you squeeze me, like you never want me to leave.” He pulled out, before entering Vinyl. “And you’re so wet. A stallion could drown down there.”
They continued to kiss. Each thrust into one of them caused them to shudder, rubbing their marehoods against each other. Their swollen clits rubbed together, increasing their pleasure tenfold.
Shining could feel his orgasm approaching. He only had another minute or two. It was a pain, but the potion increased his sensitivity, meaning he couldn’t last as long as he liked. Then again, there was usually only one or two mares brought in. Four was something new.
As he rutted Octavia, he asked them a question. “So, who wants to be the one to receive the gift of my cum?”
Octavia was having trouble drawing a breath, so Vinyl spoke up first. “Fuck, give it to me. Coat my dripping pussy with your cum. I want it.”
“No, I deserve it,” Octavia said. “I’ve been a good girl, I should get the reward.”
Switching over to Vinyl, Shining listened to them argue. His end was swiftly drawing nearer, and he could think of only one way to settle this.
When he was just at the precipice, but not over it yet, he pulled out. Rather than go back to Octavia, he started stroking himself. “Both of you, use your tongues, finish me off.”
They obeyed instantly. Vinyl slid off of Octavia, both of them bringing their muzzles to his cock. Their tongues worked together, sliding up and down his shaft, matching his hoof strokes.
Before long, his orgasm was here. Letting out a loud grunt, he fired off the first shot. A thick strand of cum splatted against Octavia’s face, some of it dripping off her nose and onto her tongue. She pulled the appendage into her mouth, swallowing it before opening her mouth again.
The second shot hit Vinyl’s forehead. Several more bursts of spunk intermingled between the two mares. Shining didn’t care who was getting hit, so long as they were both getting coated.
As his orgasm rolled down, he looked at them. The semen stood out against Octavia’s grey coat, but blended in with Vinyl’s white. Both of them were fairly coated in the stuff, though.
A few last bits dribbled out of his cock, sliding forlornly down. “Clean each other off,” he ordered.
This time, neither mare hesitated. Their tongues speared out, licking the other. Shining watched as they licked and swallowed. Each lick was followed by a loud gulp from a mare.
The potion was wearing off, as his dick was finally going limp. He’d be sore tomorrow, but that was a small price to pay. Taking the initiative, they cleaned off his cock when they were done cleaning the other.
Finally, the four mares were lying on the bed. Bits of semem mixed with their juices on the mattress. Shining felt satisfied.
Each mare was surrounded in a blue glow. Before they could figure out what was going on, they vanished. He knew that they would appear in their own beds. They may wonder if what they had just experienced was real, but the sensations their bodies were feeling would tell them that it was. That and both Mayor Mare and Zecora still had his cum inside them.
A figure came out of the shadows, a pink alicorn. She sat at the edge of the bed. “You did well, Shining. Was that zebra all you thought she’d be?”
He nodded. “She was. We may have to bring her back sometime.”
Cadance giggled. “We’ll see. For now, it’s late and we both have things to do in the morning.” She turned around. A door, hidden in the shadows, opened, light spilling into the room.
Shining followed his wife out into the main part of their house. Tonight had been fun. And based on the smell coming from Cadance’s marehood, she’d had fun watching, as well. The best part was, next week, he’d get to do it again with another mare.
“Darling, who’s next on the list?” he asked.
“You’re going to love this one. It’s your dear sister’s friend, Fluttershy.”
Shining smiled. The demure pegasus would be interesting. He wondered if she would still be quiet even in the depths of pleasure.
“You know, next week’s going to be fun.”
Author's Note
I apologize for nothing.
