“And will that be all dearie?” came the cheerful voice of Mrs. Cake who rung up the items on the till. The customer happily paid for their goods, and Mrs. Cake waved goodbye keeping the same smile on her face. Soon after, the back door leading to the store room swung open, and Mr. Cake walked out with a stack of boxes on his back.
“You’re doing great ‘hun!” he spoke encouraging her hard, tiring work throughout the day. He stacked up the boxes neatly in a corner, and then headed back to the store room. As he passed his wife he cheekily gave her pudgy sides a squeeze.
“Oh! Darling not during opening hours!” Mrs. Cake replied gently bumping her hoof against his snout.
“I know honey.” he grinned, briefly nuzzling her snout. Mrs. Cake shook her head deftly as he trotted his way back into the store room. He always teased her like this, and she always knew why. He just couldn’t wait for the store to close so he could spend some quality time with his wife.
Luckily for Mr. Cake closing hours were dawning upon sugarcube corner. Outside the bright orange sun slowly dipped into the horizon, and with it a brilliant warm glow was casted over equestrian soils. Mrs. Cake watched the sunset through the shop windows, and she gave a sigh as she rested her round head on her worn out hooves.
“Sounds like my honey bun needs a little tender care.” Mr. Cake said advancing on her slowly, but she caught him before he could try anything funny.
“Oh sweetie it’s funny how I always see you overworking yourself, and never asking me to give you a hand when you’re worn out. Yet here you are and feeling right as rain.”
“What can I say sweetheart? Your smile is refreshing!” he gave her another grin making her heart melt like the chocolate icing on their special fudge cupcakes.
“Aw honey bun!” she cooed giving him a scratch behind his ear which he loved, and before she knew it they were embracing in each others hooves. Mr. Cake gave her voluptuous body another squeeze causing Mrs. Cake to yell out in surprise, followed by a giggle as she hugged her husband back.
The two of them looked up at the wall, and for sure closing time had passed. Lucky for them a stray customer hadn’t walked in to catch them in an awkward situation. Mrs. Cake trotted over and flipped the sign on the door to ‘closed’, and then she turned and slowly motioned back towards her husband who awaited to feel her close to him yet again.
“Dearie shouldn’t we go upstairs first?” she asked with a different, and more seductive smile.
“Well no one can see behind the counter love muffin, and besides I do have an idea in mind.” he replied giving her a slight nudge.
“Oh you!” she beamed. “Now come here you big lug!” she invited him with open arms, and he came closer to hug her again, then the two of them embraced under the warm lights of the quiet bakery.
They nuzzled each other before slipping into quick kisses. Mrs. Cake sat on the tiled floor, and hugged her husband around the neck. She brought his head close, and stroked his mane going down to his protruding chin, a feature that set him off from the other stallions around ponyville, but Mrs. Cake loved it. Their lips met, and they closed their eyes. As they kissed open mouthed they felt each other’s hot breath on their faces between kissing.
Mr. Cake leaned further and went into a deep kiss with her. She held him closer and soon enough her tongue petered out, and slipped into her husbands mouth. Their tongues wrestled for space as they tried to overcome each other, and as they locked lips Mr. Cake could feel himself growing between his gangly legs. They continued to taste each other each picking up a different flavour of frosting, a clear indication that they had been eating on the job, but neither seemed to mind right now.
They broke the kiss but Mr. Cake continued to gently peck at her soft neck before moving down her chest, and going slightly between her flank. He continued to kiss softly around her nether regions, making her groan as she felt his lips teasing her ever so tenderly. Her head rolled from side to side, and she let out another gasp. When she could take no more of his sensual teasing she parted her hind legs encouraging him to take it to the next level.
Mr. Cake came closer and lowered his lanky body giving him extra reach. He reached out and deftly placed his tongue just to the side of her right labia, and licked upwards slowly.
“Oooh” Mrs. Cake moaned feeling a stronger tickle making her lower body shiver. Again he teased her with another riddling, swift flick of his tongue near her warm regions. He could feel the heat on his snout, and her scent was rather strong. Eventually though Mrs. Cake could take no more teasing. She held his head between her hooves, and gently pushed his snout closer to her sweet spot.
At once she felt his nose bump against her swelling clit, and it caused her to groan loud and softly. Mr. Cake decided to give her a rewarding lap between her folds with his tongue, and the result ended up with her flanks seizing around the sides of his face. He continued to lick her right there feeling the warm heat radiating from her nethers. Moan after moan escaped her lips, and she shuddered each time he ran over her sweet bump. Her head tossed side to side again as she experienced the pleasure pulsing through her lower muscles. It felt relaxing yet tense at the same time as he helped her relieve her stress from being up and working all day.
By now Mr. Cake was well unsheathed. His bold darkened member hung under his belly slightly twitching from excitement as if it had a mind of its own. Mrs. Cake released her gentle grip on her husband, and he rose up to give her another quick kiss. The two of them began to want more of each other. Mrs. Cake stared romantically into her husband’s eyes, and he began to feel even more grateful of the wife he had. Every moment with her was bliss, and there was no better way to share their passionate love for each other than this.
“I love my sugar bun!” Mrs. Cake cooed as Mr. Cake came closer.
“And you’re my special cupcake!” he replied as she took him into her forelegs. She lay down on the warm tiles on her back, and parted her hind legs allowing him to slide his waist between her flanks. He got himself comfortable as Mrs. Cake stroked his face, and he tried to find her with the tip of his proud shaft. Eventually he felt wet heat pressing against him as he found her petals. His member slid down and he slowly bucked his hips forwards, and penetrated her love hole.
Mrs. Cake released a pleasing sigh from her lips as she hugged him close. Mr. Cake winced and felt his length melt as the rewarding pleasing sensations took over. She continued to receive him whilst still stroking his shaven face, and then she moved her hoof down to his well chiseled chin as they came closer to each other. Mr. Cake felt his stallionhood resting snug inside her as they kissed and cuddled on the floor. All the stress and tension they had built up from work, simply melted away as they shared their loving experience of pure bliss.
Mr. Cake continued to feel her soft forearms hugging him tight around her curvaceous body. He loved her like this and never wanted her to change, to him her size seemed perfect. Not only did the feeling of copulation seem amazing, but being this close to her aswell made it a bonus.
Slowly Mr. Cake began to thrust his wife. He bucked gently at first and slowly got into a rhythm as the feeling of repetitive penetration sparked a tingling sensation in his lower region. Mrs. Cake continued to feel his thick heat sliding deep within her. She didn’t like mentioning it much but she was well pleased with his size. He gave her an extra squeeze around the sides as the two of them moved their bodies in motion.
Mrs. Cake let out a little moan sounding like an ‘ooo’ followed by a tender smile as things began to heat up in the bakery. Their love for each other intermingled within the very love nest they had created, and nothing could disturb their journey towards pure satisfaction now. Usually they would wait before practising the arts of love, but today they both felt like breaking taboo and getting on with things.
Another moan escaped Mrs. Cakes pursed lips as she gazed into her husband's eyes. Most other ponies found him to be kind yet slightly gruesome, the sort of look you’d expect from a hunchback. That was the thing with Mr. Cake, he looked a lot different from the other stallions in ponyville. That still didn’t throw Mrs. Cake off though, because she loved her husband for who he was. A hard working devoted stallion, and right now looks definitely did not matter.
He gave another hard thrust and now things were really picking up. Mrs. Cake hugged her thighs around his bucking waist, and slid her forelegs around his neck.
“My my sweetie you sure you’re not tired out?” Mrs. Cake asked as he grinned nervously.
“Not really sugar bun I guess I was being a bit of a drama queen.” Mrs. Cake read him like a book knowing that he couldn’t wait to have access to the more private areas of her body. She didn’t mind however, especially since she was feeling so relaxed with him right now.
Mrs. Cake’s moans became slightly more frequent, and Mr. Cake picked up on his bucking. He hadn’t noticed but he was becoming more forceful, lavishing in the feelings of his member being pleasured by her soft, warm, wet walls. Her sex continued to pleasure his body as he plunged deep into her, and feeling the tightness excite the nerves all over his length.
“Oh my.” Mrs. Cake gasped as Mr. Cake picked her up without effort, and sat her on the checkout counter. He raised himself up on his rear hooves, and lowered his forehooves down to her waist slightly digging them into her soft chubby body. Her face flushed red, and she looked down between her legs, seeing his darkened shaft pumping in and out of her glazed in her own love fluids.
She hugged his head close and they nuzzled before engaging in more kisses. Mr. Cake continued to work his lower body feeling the tension increase in his groin. Mrs. Cake felt on top of the world, and she could feel the burning pleasing sensation between her hind legs as he stimulated her sensitive clit.
“Oh dearie you’re my big sweet angel cake!” Mrs. Cake sighed.
“And you’re my delicious little cheesecake honey!” he replied; feeling the tension double over. Mrs. Cake gave him a little tease by squeezing her cosy love hole tight around his throbbing phallus. The tantalizing feeling caused him to buck even faster, and he let out a groan as her body drove him to the edge. The heat between their sexes increased as Mr. Cake gave one more thrust and then he slowed down slightly.
Mrs. Cake kissed him and gave him a smile as he helped her down from the counter.
“Do you feel like wrapping it up honey?” Mrs. Cake asked him in her sugary voice. She walked past him, and brushed her tail against his face leading him on.
“Now I know what you wanted to use the counter for.” she said in that lustrous tone as she propped her forelegs onto the glass surface, and presented her round full rump to Mr. Cake whose pupils swelled in delight.
“Come here sugar is this what you wanted?” Mrs. Cake teased giving him a little wiggle.
Mr. Cake whispered a prayer of thanks before happily trotting to her, and mounting her soft back as he felt his stallionhood twitching violently. He found her sweet spot in a hurry, and without hesitation he dived straight into her.
Mr. Cake hugged his wife close as he felt his member sink into her pleasure. He always loved this position with her, especially since he had so much to hold onto. His waist pressed up against her rear, and he gave her neck a lick smelling the aroma of strawberry frosting in her mane.
He began to buck his worries away as Mrs. Cake held onto the surface top supporting herself, as her strong husband continued to penetrate her sex from behind. The feeling for him was incredible, and he felt he could now go at his own pace. As his length grinded between her soft walls he began to feel his orgasm approaching. He had wanted to take it slow before, but as always Mrs. Cake teased him with her mysterious sexual ways.
He rammed against her plot whilst holding her close to him. Mrs. Cake allowed him to take over, but played her part a little by pushing herself back each time his flanks came in contact with hers. The resulting effect made him deliver more pleasure to her clit, and soon enough she was moaning at her own accord. Sweat and lust mixed between their bodies as he continued to grind against her, and soon enough she felt it coming too.
Mr. Cake felt his grip on reality loosen as the best part yet approached for the two of them. He raised his body off her a little, giving him the ability to buck harder and penetrate further. His throbbing erection mingled deeper into her wet femness, and she felt herself clamping up around him.
“Oh honey bun!” she moaned as her climax approached the nearing corners of no return. Mr. Cake began to feel his sack ache as his body prepared for the pleasure ahead. He found that now was the time, so he went full steam ahead, and thrusted her to his satisfaction. Mrs. Cake’s moans excelled in pitch and frequency as her flanks continued to tense up, and her femness squeezed hard around his member milking and stimulating him.
Each thrust made him feel lighter like a balloon being blown up, and fit to burst any second. He felt his body tense up, and with one last thrust it all happened at once. Mr. Cake felt the pulsing contractions as he released a flood of semen deep within her marehood. His hips bucked vigorously and the overpowering force of his penetrations caused Mrs. Cake to orgasm also.
She let out a string of moans as she felt her sex contracting whilst her clit throbbed and pulsed. She continued to milk the seed from him until her orgasm settled, and she came down from the counter feeling her body shaking from the powerful sensations. Mr. Cake pulled out leaving a puddle of his frosting on the floor. They made sure to avoid it, and they lay next to each other on the ground snuggling and kissing.
“That was amazing!” she commented as she stroked his ear.
“It was well worth the wait sweetie pie!” he replied whilst they continued to snuggle on the floor after their passionate pleasuring exchange of love. They’d clear up later, but for now they just wanted to be together no matter what. The sun settled for the evening hiding further below the horizon as the two lovers embraced in each others hooves.
