Big Macintosh's Big Fat Wedding

Big Macintosh's Big Fat Wedding

by neorenamon

Once he had retrieved the gold bar from the desk, he took his key and made his way up to the room indicated by the tag.  He realized if the suite wasn't right over his room, it was surely close.  He knocked first, but when nopony responded, he inserted the key and unlocked the door.  Opening the door cautiously, he looked in and saw none apparently waiting for him.  So he strode inside.

It was definitely an expensive suite judging by the furnishings.  As much finery as he had ever seen before outside of the Palace at Canterlot.  He figured everything in the room was silk, silver or redwood.  Two chairs sat kitty corner with a small round table between them, and a silver bucket containing an expensive looking bottle.  Walking over, he looked down to see it was imported champagne, and probably something really expensive.  It was chilling in fresh ice.  Next to the pail was two tall crystal stemmed glasses that were perfectly clear.  In fact, in the right light, one wouldn't see them at all.

He sat down, as he figured he was supposed to wait for Gold Talon or one of his representatives to come meet him.  Looking at the bucket, he wondered if it would be rude to start without his host.  But then he figured it would be polite to wait.  Besides, he wasn't really all that big on sparkling alcohol.  Then he wondered if he ever actually tried anything like that.  He remembered that there was some at the celebration of Twilight's ascension from Alicorn Princess to the new Celestial Element Alicorn Princess.  It wasn't really all that impressive, but he could drink some just to be polite.

But the contemplation was interrupted as the bathroom door opened, and a mare wearing a really slinky and shiny gold dress slinked out.  The gold Lamé hardly covered her mare bits at all, and she had a fair sized rack that needed covering.  He blinked as she walked over to him, her hips tipping back and forth like it was the best thing she could do in the world.  Well, it did get his attention.

"Who might you be?" he asked as he tried to sound smooth.

"Oh," she replied in sultry tones, "That's not really important.  Mister Gold Talon asked me to keep you company until he arrives."

"Thoughtful, isn't he?"

"Indeed," she purred as she just plopped her flank down sideways across his lap.

"And I suppose this is included?" he asked as she looped her arms about his neck.

She answered by kissing his neck.

"I'll have you know I'm happily married," he said as he squirmed from her sucking kiss.

"That's precious," she purred into his ear, "I hope it lasts as long as you want it to."

"Kind of you to say," he said, "I must say that dress looks really... pretty."

"Funny," she replied, "Most stallions think it looks even better on the floor beside their bed."

"Ah'm sure they do."

"You don't?"

"Well, ah'm here for business, sugar-cube," he answered, "Business with Mister Gold Talon.  Not for fun."

"You're so stern and serious," she replied as she traced his jaw line with her pointer fingertip.

He nodded as he looked into her eyes.

"But if you want to see me later," she purred, "I'm available.  They say I'm really good with turning the spice up in three ways."

He gulped as he replied, "Ah'll keep that all in mind, sugar-cube."

"My my," she said as her hand went to feeling his chest and stomach muscles, "You certainly feel like... the full package deal."

"That's kind of ya to say so," he answered with a slight blush.

...

Agent GG awoke with a slight headache.  She was really fizzy about what happened recently, as she realized that someone had stripped her, stuck a ball gag in her beak, blindfolded her, and tied her down to a heavy wooden chair.  Then she remembered coming into Sir Macintosh's room.  She saw Jifar bound nude on the bed, but when she moved past the entrance to the kitchen area, somepony jumped her and clamped a wet cloth over her beak even as her arms and wings were pinned down to her sides.  Even as she struggled in vain, she could smell the sweet vapors invading her nose.  She didn't have time to hold her breath.  The fumes overwhelmed her as she passed out.  The attacker had to be fast if they slipped into the room, hogtied Jifar, and then hid in the kitchen even as she was passing Big Macintosh in the hallway.

She could hear muffled moans and pants from nearby that she was pretty sure was Jifar, so she was most likely still trussed up as she was when the griffoniness first saw her on the bed.  The way she was carrying on, someone was either playing with her or mating with her energetically.  She blushed because just remembering how hot the giraffe looked bound like she was was a rather fierce turn on for Gilda.  But the attacker said nothing.  She could only hear another pony breathing in about the same area as Jifar was.

Thinking her erotic thoughts was making her hot and wet.  She couldn't help but wonder what she would be doing with Jifar if she was the one who hogtied her instead of the mysterious attacker.  Her massive breasts.  Those broad foalbearing hips.  She could totally see how Big Mac was so into the exotic beauty.  Her struggles to escape from the chair only rubbed her pussy against the silk fabric making her feelings even stronger.  Each muffled moan from Jifar was louder than the one before, and it was driving her crazy in her own mind.  Even her bare nipples were responding to her erotic thoughts.

It seemed like forever had passed before the bound griffoniness was cumming onto the seat.  She threw her head back as far as the chair allowed as the feeling swept over her body like a giant wave.  The puddle of her own juices formed under her griffonslit, and she wondered if it would stain the silk.  But then somepony straddled her lap as she finished cumming, and realized that they were facing her directly.  Judging by the fur and feathers against her, she couldn't have been much more dressed than either her or Jifar was.  Talons stroked her beak even as she felt bare breasts pressed against her own.  The attacker was most likely a griffoniness like her.  It slid down her chest where it grabbed her left breast and began to fondle it hotly.  She could feel her nipple being squeezed between her clawed fingers.

The other talon gripped the back of her head, pulling it to one side as a beak nibbled at her now exposed throat.  The tip of the beak and the tongue were being used to erotically preen her white neck feathers.  She could feel the cool dampness of the preening oil she left behind as it seeped down to her skin.  Being treated so was turning her on hotly all over again in spite of her wishes to the contrary.  Her captor shifted slightly so she could rub her pussy against the top of Gilda's thigh.  It seemed she was getting off on doing this to her as well.

...

"Ah, you came," said Gold Talon as he opened the door and looked at Big Macintosh with the mare in his lap.

"Of course," he said as he rubbed the mare's back, "and I hope you're as serious about making some gold as I am."

"I'm glad that you're interested in partnership," he replied as he walked closer.  The manservant called Oddball was on his heels once he came in.

"Serious enough to prove ah have some stake in this," he said as he pulled out the gold bar and set it on the table.

He walked over, picked it up, and looked it over as he said, "A gold bar from Celestia's personal gold stash, I see.  The stamp indicates it's about 100 years old.  The Princess must think highly of you to give you this.  I'm surprised she didn't make you a higher level noble than a knight."

Thinking quick, he replied, "The Princess didn't want tah show too mucha gratitude all at once."

"Diplomatic," he said back, "Giving you a knighthood and gold bars so the other Nobles wouldn't get too jealous of your rise in status."

He nodded as if her fully understood what Gold Talon was saying.

"You must have performed some service for her," he replied as he placed the bar back down.

"Yah save the kingdom once and they're grateful," he replied.

"I'm glad you are ready to make an investment," said Talon, "But that isn't needed right now.  I'll let you know when I'm ready to... invest that for you.  When things fall into place, your returns on the gold shall be many fold."

So he took back the gold bar and pocketed it.  Gold Talon took the seat next to him.  He blinked as a nude griffoniness strutted from the bathroom to take her place on his lap.  She was the curviest one he had seen to date, and she likewise sat crosswise on his lap as she draped an arm about his shoulders.

"Tell me more about your Princesses.  I've heard that you have four of them.  I'm curious about how a Queen rates lower than them."

"Well, it's a long story an all," he replied as he scratched the back of his head.

"We have time," he said as he took the champagne bottle from the silver bucket.

"Okay," he began, "Princess Celestia is kinda the senior Princess in Equestria.  She's ruled the land for more than one thousand years..."