Life's Left Hook

All three of you are bubbly as hell, and you can't help but notice that Octavia is loosening up a lot.

Mentally.

Physically, you'll have to test the waters.

After this pounding, you need to stop.

You grab onto Cadance's ass with a vice grip, resisting Octavia's pulling.

"Stop it! Stop! Hold it! Slow the hell down!"

Octavia backs off, and Cadance lets go of you.

You scramble to sit up, coming out from under the covers.

After you wipe off your face, you look at the two mares.

"...Jesus..."

Both of the mares look at you expectantly.

Cadance especially.

You look at Octavia, and pat the space beside you.

"C'mere. I'm not gonna leave you out of this."

She wastes no time in hopping into bed to your right.

Cadance sits to your left, one of her legs not-so-subtly on her crotch.

Octavia isn't nearly as anxious, but it's noticeable.

You let out a breath, and start scooting out of the bed.

Once you're off, you yank down your underwear, kicking them off once they're at your ankles.

You turn around, facing your two lovers.

And it's fairly evident you have their attention, and you're faced with a tough decision.

Who's first?

Cadance or Octavia?

Or do you want to risk hindering your performance and do both?

Hmmm...

You reach over the bed and grab hold of Octavia.

She yelps at first, but doesn't resist when you drag her across the bed.

You plop her hips down in front of you, her hind legs dangling off the edge of the bed.

Her hips wiggle a bit, and Octavia giggles as she looks back at you.

After a beat, you turn to Cadance, gripping Octavia's rear as you do so.

"Sorry, Candy, but you have to learn how to share..."

She looks at you with pleading eyes.

"Come on..."

You position yourself over Octavia, looking down at her round ass and her back.

Cadance's pouts are left ignored as you position yourself.

Octavia looks back and up at you as you prod at her entrance.

"You ready?"

"Mmmhmm..."

With that, you lightly push with your hips, your head starting to part her lips.

As you slide in, Octavia drops her head to the mattress, and her jaw hinges.

She lets out a little squeak, and you thrust forward, hitting the hilt.

A yelp comes from Octavia's mouth, and you shudder at the warmth coming from her crotch.

It's been too long since you've been down there...

And by too long you mean a couple of days.

You start sliding out, your head dragging along her walls as you exit.

Cadance is staring at your crotches, longing for what she's seeing.

But you haven't even started yet.

You push your way back inside, and start to get a rhythm going.

Octavia buries her face into the bed, trying to muffle the squeaks and yelps she's making with every thrust.

And, holy shit, you can already feel yourself building up...

It's been a while since you've gotten anything this good.

You try to distract yourself, but ultimately, your eyes are fixated on that hypnotizing jiggly ass you're currently pounding.

In your best efforts, you let out a groan, change your angle, and try to hold the front for as long as possible.

But, with the sounds she's making, the look on her face, and the warm, tickling feeling down below, you know you don't have much power...

You keep going at full strength, grinding your shaft against her soft walls.

She bites down on her bottom lip, groaning and moaning every time your hips collide.

When it comes to mind, you reach forward with your left arm and brush her mane out of her face.

Then, you bring it all into a ponytail and pull it back, bringing her head and neck up.

Her back arches and her mouth opens wide as her eyes close and she groans in agony.

She clamps down on you, and that's just enough to push you over the edge.

You ride your orgasm out hard, building up and releasing on your final thrust.

You drop Octavia's head onto the bed, and you bury yourself in as the moment starts to fade.

The two of you try to catch your breath, you more so than Octavia.

And, finally, after another moment, you slide out, letting your pride hang there.

Your batter slowly starts to drip, but sadly, you can't admire the sight for long.

You feel a firm grip on your shoulder, and suddenly, you're pulled towards Cadance.

"Don't think you're getting a break!" she says, tossing you down onto the bed.

You land on your back, your calves and thighs dangling off the bed.

Cadance is about to mount you, but as she straddles you, you grab her shoulders and flip her over.

With an 'oomph', she lands on her back, glaring up at you with those haunting green eyes.

"What're you doing?!" she yells angrily.

Before she knows it, you're on top of her, and you have control of her two front legs.

You hold them tight, and try as she might to break free of your titan's grip, it's no use.

Octavia rolls over, and looks up at you.

And, after a moment of consideration, you think she might be able to help.

"Go pull on her hind legs," you say to Octy, nodding behind you.

You readjust, standing up as you put Cadance's plot on the edge of the bed.

She's on her back, belly up and her hind legs in the air.

They're about to reach back and kick you off, but thankfully, you notice a certain mare has that situation under control.

Octavia pulls, bringing Cadance's exposed crotch even closer to you.

You have Cadance pinned, and you return that glare, albeit a bit more seductive.

"I think you need to learn your place, princess."

You pin her forelegs to her chest with your left arm, and with your right, your each down and grab her neck.

It's no soft grip, either; her face starts turning a little purple after a moment.

She grits her teeth and glares at you, but this time, you see a burning fire in her green eyes.

She snarls as well, and tries to talk through a blocked windpipe.

"...Do it," she says bitterly through her clenched jaw. "Do it you f—"

You're about to do more than just 'do it'.

You re-position yourself, your head prodding at Cadance's back door.

She tries to look down in shock, but is stopped my your strong hand.

Instead, she glares up at you, daring you to go on.

Relying on the lube you had left after round 1 with Octavia, you take no time gaining pace.

You jam yourself inside, and Cadance's jaw drops.

Whether it was pleasure, pain, surprise, fear, or a mixture of the few, you could hardly tell.

Her face is getting noticeably darker as you strangle her, and Cadance's gaze is soon distant.

She's awake, no doubt, concerning the sounds she's making as you ravage her tight asshole.

Octavia helps you get a better angle, holding Cadance's hind legs up and out of the way for you.

And preventing you from betting bucked straight off.

It's difficult to slide in and out, since there's no lube and you're not sure about Cadance's history in this field...

With every thrust, the bed shakes, and Cadance is pushed into the blankets and pillows.

The natural, bouncy rhythm is strong and easy to follow.

You let go of her forelegs with your left arm, and she immediately goes to grasp at her neck.

She's weak and disoriented; her attempts at prying your hands off are futile.

You hold up your free hand, bringing it down onto the side of Cadance's face with a resounding slap.

She recoils in pain, and had it not been for your hand on her throat, she would have gasped.

With that, both of your hands go on her neck, and you use them to pull her along as you ruthlessly ride her.

After a bit more of a struggle, you notice Cadance's attempts at resistance are getting progressively weaker and weaker.

You're not sure if she's giving up, or passing out.

But either way, you keep going.

Concerning you can feel an orgasm welling up in your crotch, you know it won't be much longer.

You pound and pound away, watching as Cadance lets her forelegs flop to the side and her eyes roll into the back of her head.

You start breathing harder and moving your hips faster, barely managing to drag yourself in and out of Cadance's incredibly tight hole.

And, finally, you arch your back and slam yourself inside, blowing your load inside of her ass.

A moment later, you let go of Cadance's neck, and she gasps for air, rolling onto her stomach.

Your dick slides out with a little pop, and you sit down on the bed.

As you lie down and bask in the afterglow of your second orgasm, you look at Cadance, who is choking, has a blue face, and has a hard time even doing something as basic as crawling.

She finally manages to crawl up, flopping down pathetically on the far side of the bed.

You scoot over next to her, a little concerned.

She's still coughing a bit, and she has her back facing you.

Maybe you were a little too brutal...

You grimace a bit, and you feel Octavia hop in behind you.

Finally, Cadance speaks up.

"G-g-... Guh... Holy–..."

That's all she manages to choke out before going into another coughing fit and holding her head.

You're not sure what to think, now; you can tell she wanted it before you went at it, but...

Maybe not that much?

Octavia speaks up from behind you, just as concerned as you are.

"Are... Are you all right, Cadance..."

She lets out a little groan, and nods.

"...Y-Yeah, I'm... I'm fine! I just... I'm just not... Really..."

She doesn't manage to finish her sentence before giving up, and falling into another coughing fit.

It sounded sincere, at least.

But then again, Cadance was probably the best liar you know.

"Ready for bed, dear?"

After a beat, Cadance nods.

With that, you throw the blanket over the three of you.

The lights shut off, you all say goodnight, and all is silent.

For a few minutes, at least.

After a long, awkward silence after your initial 'good night's, you hear Cadance mumble meekly.

"...Anon?"

"Yeah, hun?"

"...Can you... Hold me?"

The tone of her voice put a bit of a lump in your throat.

It was so...

Innocent, you want to say.

She was scared, scared of you after you did...

that.

After another beat, you slowly reach forward and pull her close.

Being the middle spoon is the best, but being the big spoon isn't bad either, you suppose.

"You okay, hun?"

She nods.

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine. Just..."

"Was it a little too rough?"

"...Y-Yeah..."

You sigh.

"All right. I won't do it aga—"

"No! No! It—No! I like it rough! But... But not like that."

After you stay silent for a moment, she assumes you want an explanation.

"Like when you grabbed my neck–I liked that! ...Until I couldn't breathe or even think."

She sighs a little herself, and her voice falters a bit.

"And when you hit me, Anon, it really, really hurt. It wasn't a playful smack; it was a full out slap. Do you have any idea how strong you are, Anonymous?"

After thinking about it, you really have no idea.

You're thrice the size of most folk around here.

You don't have much of a reference point, spare Big Mac when you worked with him.

And that isn't a good comparison at all, since that stallion is a meat tank.

"I... I don't, actually."

"You're really, really strong. You're able to pick me up and throw me, and I'm twice the size of most ponies. It's really attractive, but... It can be scary sometimes."

You let out a light sigh, holding her close.

"Okay. I get it. I'll... I'll try my best to keep it in check, okay?"

"Just remember one thing."

"And what's that?"

"I'll always be right here when you need me, Cadance. Always."

She nods slowly, letting out a breath she didn't know she was holding.

"...I know, Anonymous. I know you are."

"Because I love you."

She pauses for a moment, and there's no doubt your words sink in.

Cadance shuffles around a bit under the covers, bringing herself closer to you.

"I love you too."

You rest your head behind hers, getting a whiff of her fragrant mane.

The scent was relaxing, and soon, you close your eyes.

You feel something move around behind you, and you cock an eye to notice another pair of purple eyes looking down at you.

"Don't forget about me, Anonymous," Octavia says, offering you a smile.

She gives you a peck on the cheek before bringing her head back to the pillow behind you.

"I love you too, Anonymous," she says, cuddling up close to you.

Being the middle spoon, in your honest opinion, is the most relaxing, warm, and comfortable place on the face of this planet.

"I love you too, 'Tavi."

She rests her head on your shoulder and closes her eyes.

You can feel both of them breathing slowly, and as their chests rise and fall...

You can't help but feel... Happy.

Proud, even.

These two are quite an upgrade from that dakimakura you had a few years ago.