A Romp In The Empire.
Barb yawned as she slowly opened her eyes and smacked her lips. Fully sitting up, she rubbed her eyes as she popped her back and swung her legs to the side of her bed. With a shiver, she wrapped her body in a dressing gown, shuffled her way to the closed curtains and slowly opened them, gazing down at the vast city below her that was covered in a soft blanket of snow.
Barb stood there for a moment as she slowly woke up, watching the early crystal ponies start their daily routines. Around this time, she normally would be getting up to start her chores for Dusk and make breakfast. But not today, or for the whole weekend.
Instead, she was visiting Gleaming Shield and Prince Bolero in the crystal empire, having arrived the previous evening. And she was going to enjoy her time immensely; unlike Dusk, Gleaming had a passionate love for fantasy games and comics, much to Barb’s delight, and in recent months, she had gotten Bolero into them as well, much to Dusk’s annoyance who thought of them as ‘silly’.
The dragoness turned away from the window and towards the dresser in her room. She quickly pulled out a fresh pair of underwear, some black jeans, and a white shirt before donning her purple hoodie. Glancing in the mirror, she nodded with satisfaction and slipped out of the room and heading down the corridor.
“Good morning, Lady Barb,” a guard said as he passed Barb.
“Morning, and please. Just Barb.” She smiled sheepishly.
The guard nodded as he continued his route down the corridor. Barb sighed to herself and continued down a flight of stairs. Because of her actions during the return of the empire, she had been hailed as a savior to crystal ponies, and as such, many would greet her with a title. She didn’t mind too much, it just made her feel slightly awkward.
As she came to the bottom of the stairs, she spotted Bolero walking towards her with his hands full of books.
“Hey, Bolero. Morning!” Barb called with a smile.
Bolero looked up and smiled back, “Morning, Barb. Did you sleep okay?”
“Mhm. Want a hand with those?” Barb asked, pointing to the books he was carrying.
“Thanks,” Bolero said with a sheepish smile. “Got a lot to do today.”
“Oh?” Barb asked whilst taking some of the books from him.
“Yeah, Prince stuff, you know?” Bolero replied as he entered the door leading to the dining hall.
“Are you still going to be able to play tomorrow, though? With all the Princely duties,” Barb asked him as she followed. “It’s gonna be boring if it’s just going to be me and Gleaming.”
“I’m offended by that!” a voice cried.
The two looked over to see Gleaming Shield leaning on a door frame with a smirk on her face, wearing her royal guard armor. Instantly, Barb grinned and raced over to her, placing the books on a table as she ran past. As soon as she and Gleaming came close enough, they began the handshake they gave one another whenever they met up.
First they fist bumped, then Barb brought her fist up whilst Gleaming brought hers down, and then collided them together from both directions. They followed up by pulling their arms back, as if they were about to slap someone, before clapping their hands together and pulling one another into a shoulder hug. Lastly, they took a small step back and Barb shot a small blast of green fire at Gleaming who in turn shot a small blast of magic from her horn, causing a bright, small explosion in front of them.
“Is that really necessary?” Bolero sighed as he sat down.
“Well, you and my brother have a greeting. So why can’t I have one with my main gal?” Gleaming replied as she wrapped an arm around Barb.
“Yeah,” Barb added. “I think Bolero is jealous ‘cos ours is better.”
“Hardly,” Bolero snickered.
The two joined the prince as servants brought in breakfast. As they chatted to one another, a servant walked in holding a scroll and bowed.
“My prince, this has just arrived for you.”
“Thank you,” Bolero said.
He took the scroll and opened it, scanning his eyes over the contents before he groaned and lowered his head.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” Gleaming asked.
Bolero sighed and looked up, “I forgot, I’m appearing at a do of one of the nobles tomorrow afternoon. I’m not going to be back till the evening.”
“Oh yeah… you mentioned that. Do you want me to go with you?” Gleaming replied.
“No, it’ll be fine with just me. Besides, you took the weekend off in order to spend time with Barb, and one of us has got to entertain her,” Bolero chuckled.
“But what if it takes longer than you thought?” Barb whined. “What about tomorrow evening’s campaign? We can’t start it if you’re not here!”
Bolero chuckled again, reaching over to poke her snout, making her scrunch it.
“Prince duties first. Relax, I’ll only be gone for a few hours. We can still play dungeons and dragons when I get back, you and Gleaming will have to occupy yourselves until then.”
Barb pouted and crossed her arms, “What if we started tonight?”
“Sorry, Barb,” Bolero said with a coy grin to Gleaming. “Already got plans, remember?”
As Gleaming giggled, flashing her own coy grin at Bolero, Barb grumbled slightly and looked away.
“Ah, come on,” Gleaming grinned, nudging her with an elbow. “It won’t be that bad. You and I can muck about with some mini-quests until this evening if you want.”
Barb smiled as they continued to eat their breakfast, discussing the day’s events. After breakfast, some servants came to take away the dishes and the three ventured out into the crystal gardens to relax before Bolero had to leave. They made their way to a crystal gazebo that overlooked the vast gardens that contained some of the rarest plants in the entire of Equestria. Soon after, a servant came out with a trolley with tea, cakes and other assorted snacks.
“So… this party thing tomorrow,” Barb started, picking up a slice of cake. “Who’s it for exactly, anyway?”
Bolero groaned as he leant back, “A stallion called Money Bags. Think of Bluebelle’s attitude when she was younger, but ten times worse.”
Barb visible shuddered at that, before the gala, princess Bluebelle had been a rude and arrogant mare. After the incident at the Grand Galloping Gala, her attitude had improved. She had even become friends with Elusive, something that nopony, least of all the stallion in question, had never anticipated.
“That bad, huh?” Barb said.
Gleaming snorted, “Arrogant old bastard…”
Bolero snickered, “Don’t let the nobles catch you calling him that, dear.”
Gleaming simply huffed as she stuffed a slice of cake into her mouth.
“Money Bags thought my dear Gleaming was a normal guard when he first moved here from Van Hoover a few years ago, never apologised either. Well, with meaning anyway. I made him apologise. So, Gleaming has a rather… negative opinion of him.”
“There isn’t a curse word under Solaris’ sun that would describe just what I think of that stallion,” Gleaming said with cake stuffed in her mouth.
“Don’t talk with your mouthful,” Bolero scolded. “Much unlike a lady.”
Gleaming opened her mouth and stuck her cake covered tongue out at her husband, eliciting a groan of disgust from the stallion. Barb snickered and sipped her tea, leaning back into the chair.
“So anyway,” Bolero started, shaking his head as Gleaming purposely chewed with her mouth open. “Is tomorrow’s campaign going to be good?”
“You bet!” Barb grinned. “Tomorrow night is going to be like no other night.”
“That so?” Gleaming said, swallowing the cake in her mouth. “How come? Do we finally going to get through the dungeon of Kal-Sen?”
“Maybe,” Barb said with a mischievous smirk. “Depends on how good your rolls are.”
“As long as Bolero doesn't cock up on his healing spells again,” Gleaming smirked.
“Hey! I was disoriented at the time. That’s not my cleric’s fault,” Bolero grumbled. “Besides, your paladin was the one who got us lost in the first place!”
“Yeah, yeah…” Gleaming grumbled. “You’re never going to let that go, are you?”
“Nope,” Bolero chuckled. “Not in a million years.”
Barb giggled as she watched the two banter when a servant approached them.
“Your highness? His lordship Krustallos wishes to speak with you immediately,” he said.
“Oh? Did he say what about?” Bolero asked.
The servant shook his head, “Not specifically, your highness. He mentioned something about an expansion project, though.”
“Ah, he’ll have the finalized plans for the city’s expansion,” Bolero smiled. “Tell him I’ll be right over.”
“Very well, your highness.”
As the servant walked back to the palace, Bolero leaned over and kissed Gleaming on the lips with a smile.
“I won’t be too long, dear,” she promised. “Hopefully.”
“Okay, sweetie,” Gleaming replied.
“Alright then, catch up with you two later,” Bolero smiled.
He then got up and made his way back to the palace, leaving Barb and Gleaming alone.
“So… whatcha wanna do now?” Barb asked.
“Well, how about we go to your room and get started on the plans for later tonight? I got nothing else to do seeing as I took the weekend off.”
“Sounds like a plan,” Barb grinned as she stood up.
Gleaming grinned as she hooked arms with Barb and the duo made their way back to the palace.
Barb sat with her back against the backboard of the large king-size bed that resided in her room. Across her lap was a small wooden table that was used for eating breakfast in bed. She was using it to roll the dice with a small board. Gleaming sat across from her, her own dice resting on a hardback book. The two had been playing for the past few hours after Bolero left, Barb being the dungeon master. It was getting fairly dark outside.
“Alright, you reach the large steel gate. The goblin guards have all been eradicated. What do you do now?” Barb asked.
Gleaming studied her character’s character sheet and stroked her chin, “I want to… roll a listen check.”
Barb watched as the mare rolled the multi-sided die, landing on a fifteen, “Okay…” she said, “you don’t hear anything out of the ordinary. Just normal noises. Water dripping from deep within the cave system… a gentle wind blowing through the tunnels.”
Gleaming was about to say something when Barb rolled the d20 and she instantly froze. Barb looked at her and tilted her head.
“What?”
“Whenever the dungeon master rolls that die, always expect shit to happen,” Gleaming replied.
Barb waved her off with a scoff, “Please, I’m not that evil.”
Gleaming held back a sigh of relief. She, Barb and Bolero had a rule when it came to playing the game. If the dungeon master rolls the d20 for no apparent reason, always expect something bad to happen. The mare was about to speak when Barb flashed her a devilishly toothy smirk.
“But, just as you’re about to ponder what to do next. The iron gates suddenly lower with a deafening screech as the metal scrapes along the ground, forcing your paladin to cover her ears. As soon as the gates open, you hear a low and terrifying roar.”
“I hate you sometimes.” Gleaming glared.
Barb smiled innocently. “I know.”
Gleaming sighed as she picked up her die. “Alright, what is in there?”
Before Barb could say anything, the door opened and Bolero walked in.
“Hey.” Bolero smiled. “How’s my two favorite girls doing?”
“Fine, that is until Barb decided that something nasty was going to attack me,” Gleaming replied dramatically.
“Psh, drama queen,” Barb snorted, before having a pillow thrown at her. “H-hey!”
Gleaming giggled, grabbing another. “You had it coming!”
Barb grinned, grabbing the pillow Gleaming had chucked at her and let out a mock war cry, “Bring it!”
Both girls started giggling like foals as they battered one another with the pillows, squeaking and gasping as they struck. Bolero leaned on the doorframe with a smile on his lips as he watched the two fight. As he watched, he felt some blood rush south, finding the scene in front of him… very hot. He bit his lip and dabbed his brow as Gleaming pounced on Barb, tickling the dragoness relentlessly as she squeaked and giggled. Barb wriggled in the mare’s grip.
“Surrender?” Gleaming smirked.
“Y-yes! I give!” Barb shouted between giggles.
Bolero swallowed as the mare lifted herself from the dragoness, he coughed slightly and fidgeted.
“So how was it anyway, Bolero?” Barb asked as she sat up.
“Hmm?” he replied, blinking at her.
“The meeting with that Krustallos guy?” Barb asked again.
“O-oh, that,” Bolero chuckled. ”Y-yeah that went fine, fine as can be!”
Barb smiled and sorted out the mess of dice on the bed, and Gleaming smirked, knowing just what her husband was thinking.
“Okay, Barb. I think me and pink boy here need to go and ‘retire’ for the evening,” she giggled.
Barb blushed softly as Gleaming took Bolero’s hand in hers and started to yank the pink stallion out of the door, “See ya in the morning!”
“Night,” Barb replied as the door shut.
The dragoness sighed as she flopped onto her back on her bed, staring up at the ceiling.
“Guess I’ll have to wait until tomorrow for something exciting to happen.”
Barb grumbled as she sat up on the bed,. She rubbed her eyes and yawned, glancing to the clock beside her bed to see she had only fallen asleep for a couple of hours.
“Urgh… my mouth is dry,” Barb started before smirking. “Time to raid the kitchen for booze!”
With a maniacal cackle, she swung her legs over the bed and made her way to the door. A quick turn of the handle later, she had opened the door and ventured into the dimly lit hallway. Barb thanked Solaris that her dragon eyes were able to see perfectly in the dark. She crept along the corridor, despite the fact that she didn’t really need to, given her stature in the empire; just like how Dusk didn’t need creep around Canterlot’s library.
Barb made her way past several rooms belonging to visiting guests and stifled a giggle as she heard loud snores coming from several of them before proceeding around a corner.
After a few minutes had passed, Barb became increasingly aware that she had indeed gone the wrong way. Groaning softly to herself, she stopped and looked around as she tried to think of where she was.
Suddenly, she heard heard soft noises nearby. Out of curiosity, she started to follow the voices to try and figure out where they were coming from. She eventually found her way to a pair of doors and could hear muffled moans coming from the other side. Barb’s cheeks flushed a light shade of red.
I should go, it’s clearly a couple who are enjoying one another’s company and I shouldn’t disturb them! a voice softly spoke in Barb’s head.
On the other hand… I could at least have a peek. You know, just to sate my burning curiosity another, more lusty, voice cooed.
Barb bit her lip.
She was indeed curious by this point, and the moans from behind the door weren’t helping either. Carefully, she got as close as she could to the door and crouched down bending her knees, resting her palms on it, pressing her cheek to it in order to peer through the keyhole. Immediately, Barb’s eyes went wide and she managed to stifle a loud gasp as she pulled her head back.
In the room, resting against the backboard with his head tilted back in clear pleasure, was Prince Bolero. And bobbing her head over his crotch with her rear facing the door, was Gleaming Shield.
It was their bedroom. Barb had wandered to their bedroom.
Immediately, she wanted to turn around and run back to her room and pretend she didn’t see a thing.
On the other hand, Barb could feel her heartbeat racing and a warmth overwhelm her. Shakily, she returned her gaze to the keyhole.
Bolero grunted as he bucked his crotch up, gripping the bed with one hand and scrunching the duvet tightly and holding Gleaming’s head with the other, guiding his wife up and down his shaft.
“Oh, f-fuck, Gleaming. Your tongue feels amazing,” he groaned.
Gleaming giggled around the cock in her mouth, bobbing her head up and down as she let her tongue slither along the underside of it. Her hand traveled under her body to her dripping pussy and her fingers eagerly slipped inside and began pumping. The mare moaned loudly around her husband’s cock, taking it half way into her mouth as loud slurps started to echo around the room mixed with the couple’s moans.
Gleaming moved her free hand up to Bolero’s balls, firmly grasping it as she gently rolled it in her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze every now and then as she continued to bob her head up and down rapidly on his cock, making her hair bounce in erratic patterns.
Bolero gritted his teeth as he flexed his toes, the pleasure coming from the attention Gleaming was giving him was starting to build up. He panted and pushed her head down more slightly, making his wife gag loudly.
The sound of her gagging around his shaft only drove his already heightened arousal to near breaking point and he started to roughly buck up as he felt his balls start to tighten.
“G-Gleaming, I’m gunna—”
Bolero’s words were drowned out as he let out a pleasurable shudder and came hard into Gleaming’s mouth and down her throat. The mare did her best to swallow as much as she could as she felt the warm seed shoot inside her. She coughed slightly as it leaked out the sides of her mouth along with saliva.
The stallion let go of her head as he flopped back onto the bed, his chest heaving as he panted. Gleaming coughed as she lifted her head, her own chest heaving as she licked her lips and moaned softly, her fingers still working their way inside of her.
Without saying a word. Bolero grabbed her hips, catching the mare off guard and causing her to fall onto her back with her head dangling off the bed. Gleaming was about to sit up but let out a hushed gasp as Bolero hungrily dug into her pussy with his tongue, roughly assaulting her insides and taking the mare once again by surprise.
Gleaming moaned as she bit her finger, rolling her head as she felt Bolero’s tongue roll about inside of her. she reached down and grabbed his hair roughly, as if demanding he kept his head there. Bolero closed his eyes as he inhaled his wife’s scent, his tongue rolling about in different patterns inside her pussy, never letting her get used to a single one. He firmly grasped her left breast with one hand, groping it idly and rolling the nipple between his finger and thumb. Gleaming whimpered softly. With his other hand, he pinched her clit, tugging it gently which elicited a loud gasp of pleasure from the mare.
Gleaming rolled her head, biting her lip over and over as she writhed in Bolero’s grip. Her whole body was tingling in pleasure as his tongue continued to work its way deeper inside of her. Bolero lifted his head and started to suckle on her clit, replacing his tongue with his fingers. Gleaming cried out as his fingers rapidly thrusted in and out of her, each one wriggling out of sync with the other driving the mare over the edge.
Her grip on his head tightened as he leant down and added his tongue with his fingers, flicking the parts his fingers missed as his other hand continued to play with her nipples.
“B-Bolero, I’m—”
Her toes curled as she arched her back and cried out, cumming hard into the eagerly awaiting mouth of Bolero. She panted heavily as her body quivered and Bolero licked his lips, just as another voice cried out and the doors suddenly burst open, Barb tumbling inside with her hand down her trousers and a blush that could rival even the ripest apple.
Barb swallowed hard as she stared at the display in front of her. By now, her own arousal had overtaken her common sense as she watched Gleaming’s head bob up and down. Barb had slipped a hand inside her jeans and started to rub over the fabric of her now wet panties, shivering and moaning softly. The dragoness had kept her eyes fixated on Gleaming’s ass, entranced by it and had caught herself almost drooling over it, watching as she flexed her fingers in and out of her dripping pussy.
W-why am I getting off to this? She’s like my sister! a soft voice cried inside.
No blood there, baby. It’s all natural~ the lusty voice countered.
Barb moaned softly as she slipped her fingers inside of her pussy, her eyes never leaving the spectacle in front of her. She started to slowly thrust them inside of her, her chest heaving gently as her tail flicked behind her, occasionally hitting the stone floor.
Her body began to shake as she pushed her fingers deeper inside of her and bit her lip. She brought a finger up to her lip and bit down on it—hard—in order to stifle her moans. Barb watched with a lustful hunger as Gleaming was thrown on her back and Bolero started to assault her pussy with his tongue.
Barb watched as Gleaming’s face contorted into different expressions of pleasure before casting her gaze down the mare’s body and watched as Bolero pleasure her. She licked her own lips as Bolero’s tongue dipped in and out of her, watching as it circled around her clit rapidly. Barb slipped her other free hand under her top and groped her self, rolling her erect nipple in between her finger and thumb as she whined softly. By now, the dragoness’ jeans had worked themselves halfway down her legs as were her panties. She didn’t care anymore, her arousal clouding practically everything as she continued to watch.
Barb started to rapidly thrust her fingers faster in and out of her as she watched Gleaming’s face give the telltale sign she was close, much like Barb was. As Gleaming cried out and came into Bolero’s face, Barb couldn’t hold it back anymore and cried out herself as her orgasm neared its peak.
However, her legs wobbled in the crouched position she was in and she fell into the door, squeaking as they suddenly fell open and she stumbled forwards into the room and fell flat on her face, her ass in the air.
There was a stagnant silence as Barb stared at the shocked couple, her cheeks stained red and her eyes wide. Gleaming blinked, frozen in shock and surprise, her own cheeks stained red. A few moments passed before one of them spoke up.
“Uh…” Bolero began.
“I-I’m sorry!” Barb nearly shouted, shifting herself onto her backside and covering up as best as she could. “I-I was j-just going to the kitchen to get a drink a-and I…”
Her words faded as she hide her face in embarrassment. Gleaming, forcing herself out of her shocked state, used her magic to quickly close the door and locking it after making a mental note to scold Bolero for forgetting to do so. She then slinked out of bed over to the dragoness, Bolero watching her with a curious gaze.
“Hey… it’s okay, Barb,” Gleaming said softly as she gently wrapped an arm around her.
“B-But—” Barb started.
“I said it’s okay, I’m not angry and I doubt Bolero is mad,” Gleaming glanced over to her husband with a smirk.
Bolero rubbed the back of his head with one hand as the other held the duvet crudely over his still erect shaft, “To be honest… not in the slightest.”
Barb looked up at Gleaming and blinked, “W-wha…?”
“Do you want to make it up to us?” Gleaming suddenly asked.
Barb could see the lust in her eyes as she stared into the sapphire orbs, “M-make up? How—”
She was interrupted as Gleaming suddenly launched forwards, locking her lips with the young dragoness’. Barb looked at her wide eyed as she felt Gleaming’s tongue invade her mouth, but her arousal clouded her judgement and she started to melt. She moaned into the kiss as she started to roll her tongue with Gleaming’s, her arms wrapping around the mare’s waist.
Bolero’s eyes lit up at the display and he peered over to watch, his lips curling into a massive grin as he watched one of the male's greatest fantasies play out before him. He felt his staff of power twitch and he groaned.
Gleaming closed her eyes as she pressed her body close to Barb’s, her bare chest smooshing into Barb’s. The mare’s hand explored the dragoness’ body up and down, sliding under her shirt and firmly grasping her right breast over the fabric of her bra. Barb moaned into her mouth once more, closing her eyes tightly as she wrapped her legs around Gleaming.
The mare smirked internally as she let her other hand travel south and delicately trail over the dragoness’ pussy lips eliciting a soft moan from her. Breaking the kiss, a strand of saliva connected their tongues. Gleaming smirked down at Barb.
“Did you not get to finish?” she cooed as she rubbed her other hand over Barb’s pussy gently.
Barb merely panted and shook her head. Gleaming giggled as she leant down and nibbled Barb’s collarbone, making her groan and wriggle under her.
“Want me to take care of that, sweetie?” Gleaming purred into Barb’s ear.
Barb whined as she arched her back softly.
“I didn’t hear you,” Gleaming smirked as she tugged on her lower lip.
“Yes!” Barb hissed, all senses overtaken by primal lust.
Gleaming giggled and looked over at Bolero who was now sitting over the edge of the bed, watching them. She leant down and kissed Barb’s lips softly again as she started to undress her fully. The dragoness helped her, and soon she was naked down to the scales. In a moment of embarrassment, she covered herself up when she caught Bolero’s eye on her. Gleaming kissed her cheek and giggled softly.
“Don’t be shy, Barb,” she said softly.
Slowly, Barb moved her arms down, revealing her breasts to the pair. In an instant, Gleaming leant down and arched her rear up as she latched onto a nipple with her mouth and swirled her tongue around it. Barb moaned loudly and instantly arched herself suddenly, sticking her chest into the air more. Gleaming took advantage of this and dragged her hands down Barb’s back, making her shiver in the process.
Bolero watched with a huge grin as he gently stroked his throbbing shaft, his eyes on Barb’s chest as his wife played with the nipple in between her teeth. He was still trying to register just what was going on exactly. But it didn’t matter, his urges and male fantasies had long since taken control of him and right now, he was just enjoying the show, knowing that more was to come.
Barb started to whine as Gleaming swapped over and latched herself onto the other breast, taking the nipple into her mouth and lathering it with her tongue. The dragoness’ pussy pulsed, desperately wanting attention, attention Gleaming was purposely denying. Gleaming opened her eyes half way and stared at the dragoness, smiling to herself as she saw Barb’s face start to contort in pleasure.
The dragoness could feel her orgasm build up once again, despite the lack of attention. But just as it started, it stopped when Gleaming lifted herself off of Barb and smirked down at her. Barb panted heavily as she watched the mare in confusion.
“You know… we’re being awfully rude here, Barb,” Gleaming started. “Here we are, having fun. And my poor baby is left out.”
Barb looked over to Bolero and blushed a deeper shade of red, finally seeing the stallions rock hard shaft. Her eyes were glued to it and Bolero chuckled, knowing what his wife had in store. He started to slide himself back along the bed towards the back rest, his cock throbbing when he heard Barb whine in protest.
“D-do you want me to…?” Barb started, looking to Gleaming.
“Wouldn’t of said anything otherwise,” the mare giggled, kissing Barb on the lips and tugging her lower pair.
Barb, with her heart beating in her chest, slowly got up and crawled onto the bed on all fours, blushing heavily as Bolero watched her every movement. She soon came face to face with his shaft, staring at it and feeling the warmth generating from it. Barb licked her lips and hesitated for a moment, looking up to Bolero.
“Go ahead… it won’t bite,” Bolero said with a reassuring wink.
Barb swallowed another lump in her throat as the sound of her heart beating filled her ears. With a slow and gentle movement, she let her long, forked tongue dangle out and slowly dragged it from the base of his shaft to the tip. Bolero instantly moaned loudly and shut his eyes tightly as he inhaled sharply. The dragoness took this as a good sign and proceeded more confidently, wrapping her tongue around his shaft before taking the head into her mouth and swirling her tongue around it. Bolero groaned as he arched his body forwards, gritting his teeth as he placed a hand gently on Barb’s head and gave it a slow but firm push downwards. Not wanting to tease him more than necessary, Barb started to slowly take more of him into her mouth, moaning softly around his shaft and closing her eyes.
The stallion hissed in pleasure as he arched his head back and let his own tongue lop out. Barb felt him start to buck up into her gently and she reached up with one of her hands to fondle his balls, much like Gleaming did to which she received a satisfied grunt from Bolero. She trailed her other hand down her body as she increased the bobbing of her head guided by Bolero’s hand but stopped when she felt something swat it away.
“Mmph?” she said, the word muffled by Bolero’s cock.
She looked back over her shoulder to see Gleaming kneeling behind her, smirking lustfully at the dragoness. Barb’s eyes came to rest on what she was wearing and her eyes widened, Gleaming was wearing a strap-on that looked as large as Bolero’s cock. She felt her pussy quiver just at the sight of the strap-on. Barb snapped out of her gaze when Bolero impatiently bucked into her mouth, moaning softly around his shaft she turned her head back to focus on the task in front of her and started to bob her head faster, using her long tongue to her advantage by lathering the underside of his shaft.
Gleaming giggled softly, watching Bolero’s face twist with pleasure as Barb continued to bob her head on his cock. She grabbed the shaft of the strap-on and started to rub it over the dragoness’ wet lips, making her moan. Gleaming rested her free hand on Barb’s ass and gently groped at it, her eyes lighting up as Barb arched her back, pushing her ass into her hand. The mare delivered a hard smack to the cheek, making it ripple slightly and the dragoness moan loudly around Bolero’s cock.
With a grin, Gleaming started to push the strap-on into Barb, the dildo end of the strap-on inside her own pussy starting to move with it. Barb groaned as she felt her walls stretched by the strap-on’s girth, pushing back as best as she could. Bolero opened his eyes upon hearing the smack and groaned loudly, watching his wife hilt Barb with the strap-on. He grabbed a handful of Barb’s hair and roughly pushed her head down on his cock, making the dragoness gag softly around his cock as she continued to bob her head rapidly.
The sounds of slurps started to echo throughout the bedroom as Gleaming started to gently thrust into Barb, the mare herself moaning in pleasure as the dildo inside of her shoved itself deeper. Barb began to slam her hips back into Gleaming in time with her thrusting as she twisted her head around Bolero’s shaft, using one of her hands to grip the lower half and stroke him. Bolero whined as he felt his cock throb hard inside her mouth, curling his toes as he bucked into her. His grip on her head tightened as he forced her to take more into her mouth, making Barb gag louder. The sound of the slapping of his wife’s crotch against Barb’s ass, coupled with the sounds of the slurps and gags coming from below him, sent his arousal sky high.
Gleaming whined and groaned as she increased her thrusting, each time, a soft slap came from the collision of her crotch against Barb’s ass. The dildo inside of her own pussy continued to push deeper inside of her, making her whole body shiver in excitement. With one hand firmly gripping Barb’s ass, the other started to smack her ass hard, making the dragoness moan loudly with each smack. Each time her hand collided with the Barb’s rear, Gleaming felt her pussy clench around the strap-on.
Barb’s eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head in pleasure. She groaned and slurped around Bolero’s cock as she continued to bob her head up and down, taking him deep in her mouth each time. She could feel her orgasm starting to build up as she slammed her hips back in time with Gleaming’s thrusts.
Gleaming could feel her own orgasm building up again and from the way Barb was shaking, she could tell the dragoness was close to. Gripping her rear with both hands firmly, Gleaming leant over Barb and started to slam her hips into her, sweat dripping from her brow onto the dragoness’ back as she moaned loudly.
Bolero panted as his orgasm built, his shaft stiffening almost painfully and his balls tightened. He leant forwards slightly as he made Barb take his cock to the hilt, eliciting loud slurp induced gags from her.
“F-Fuck! Barb, I’m going to cum!” Bolero cried out.
Gleaming whined. “M-Me to!”
“Mmph!” Barb moaned around his cock.
Bolero was the first to lose it. With a sudden arch of his back and a spasm in his leg, he shot a large wave of his seed straight into Barb’s mouth and down her throat. Barb choked as she was taken by surprise at the sheer amount at which the stallion came and swallowed as best she could. However, a large amount started to trickle out of the sides of her mouth.
Barb whimpered loudly as she came hard, like an explosion, all over the strap-on. Her cum spurted out of her and down her legs as her legs buckled violently and she would’ve fallen had it not been for Gleaming holding onto her ass. The mare whined, arching her back up. She soon followed suit, her own juices coated the dildo as she came hard and leant over the dragoness, panting heavily.
Bolero leant back against the backboard, his heart thundering. Barb collapsed beside him and Gleaming fell beside her. All of them were panting heavily and drenched in sweat. Bolero smiled down at his wife as she grinned toothily at him. He looked to Barb to see she had fallen asleep, her chest still heaving and a smile of contentment on her face.
Gleaming giggled softly as she pulled Barb up to Bolero who pulled the dragoness onto him, his arm wrapping around her sleeping frame and his hand resting on her ass. Gleaming cuddled up to his other side, his other arm wrapping around her and resting his hand on the mare’s ass.
“Well…” Bolero panted, “that was something.”
Gleaming smiled as she closed her eyes, “Sure was… that was… so… fun.”
The mare yawned as she snuggled into her husband, her arm finding its way around Barb and she soon joined the dragoness in slumber. She was followed soon by Bolero who closed his eyes with the biggest smile on his face.
Barb’s eyes slowly fluttered open as the rays of sunlight made themselves known. She grumbled as she lifted a hand to cover up the offending light and then rubbed her eyes before being confused as to why her bed felt… fluffy?
Her eyes then shot open wide as the events of the night suddenly hit her like a ton of bricks. She looked over to see Bolero, still asleep and smiling, against the backboard and Gleaming in his arm, looking at her with a smile.
“Morning, Barb.”
Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod! Barb screamed internally.
Barb tried to speak but her cheeks started to burn with embarrassment as she stared at Gleaming.
“Did you enjoy last night?” Gleaming giggled softly.
Barb didn’t reply again, she merely nodded slowly and looked away.
“Don’t be embarrassed, hunny,” Gleaming smiled. “Do you feel awkward?”
Before Barb could answer, Bolero grunted as he opened his eyes up. He blinked for a few seconds but then saw the two girls in his arms and smiled.
“Morning you two,” Bolero said as he kissed Gleaming’s lips.
Gleaming giggled as she returned the kiss, “Morning, sweetie. I was just about to tell Barb that we don’t feel awkward about last night.”
“Is that so?” he asked.
“Mhm,” Gleaming giggled gently.
“But… why?” Barb asked, looking at the two confused. “And why me?”
“Well…” Bolero started, chuckling sheepishly.
“We’ve… always entertained the idea of a threesome,” Gleaming said with a blush of her own.
“But we didn’t know who to even suggest it to, let alone who we could trust.”
“And when you… you know. Interrupted us, so to speak… one thing just led to another,” Bolero added.
“And to be honest, we trust you with our lives,” Gleaming finished with a soft smile.
Barb blushed more and cuddled into Bolero who chuckled and wrapped his arm tighter around the dragoness.
“Are you mad at us? For roping you into it?” Gleaming asked with a tinge of concern in her voice.
Barb looked up at her, her face smiling warmly, “It was a little awkward at first… but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy it.”
Bolero smiled and leant down, stealing a kiss from Barb as Gleaming snuggled into her husband more.
“I’m glad,” the mare said before smirking mischievously. “We should do this more often…”
“Well… I am here for the weekend,” Barb said before blushing at her words and hiding her face in Bolero’s chest.
“Just… one thing,” Barb said.
“What’s that, sweetie?” Gleaming asked.
“We’re not telling Dusk about this…”
Bolero and Gleaming looked at each other before bursting into laughter, followed by the dragoness as the three cuddled together more, content with staying the way they were for the time being,
End
