The Tale of Bath2pounge Too: Return of the Bath2pounge

We sprint up the and are soon in her bedroom, ready to resolve all the sexual frustration I, and you, have had since last chapter. I push Twilight down on the bed, still kissing her. She breaks our kiss to speak.

"What shall we do today?" she asks, using telekinesis to pull a clipboard up from under her bed, "we haven't tried the Sultry Saddle yet, wanna try that?"

"You know I've been busy moving those boxes all day, so I don't really think I have the strength to fly and fuck you at the same time right now," I say, hoping to have her on top.

Twilight sighs and rolls her eyes at my silliness. "So you want the Spounge & Sparkle, again?"

"You say it like you don't also love it," I tease, "but yes."

"I do love it, which is why I don't want either of us getting tired of it," Twilight responds, "but if you want to do it again, I won't stop you."

"Yippee!" I yell before snuggling' into the bed and pulling my legs away from my belly so she can start.

Twilight might give me what I want, but she's gonna make me work for it. She climbs over my prone body, now straddling me. She brings her lips down on my neck, trailing kisses down to my clavicle. Once she's brought her lips to my prominent collar bone, she slips her tongue between her lips and starts licking me, dragging the wet organ back up my neck, wetting my fur down. She licks up my neck, over my chin, and then kisses me again.

I might have been eager to dominate her on the couch, but now I'm more than willing to let her take charge as events turn more lewd. I don't let it happen often, but I greatly enjoy it when Twilight takes charge. But since too much of a good thing will spoil it, and Twilight being on top is a very good thing, I make sure it only happens sparingly.

Twilight pulls her lips from mine gently, moaning softly under her breath. "Is that a gun in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?"

"I'm a horse: I don't have pockets, or pants." Like a boss.

A thin drizzle of Twilight's vaginal secretions pour onto my balls, shining them up like the priceless gems they are. I wince, shocked by the hot fluid coating my testicles, but it soon turns to a moan as the sensation becomes more pleasurable. The flow from her between lips pours around me, the constant drizzle renewing what drips of the bottom, before splattering onto her bedspread. Our bedspread now, aw~

Twilight sits down between my spread hind legs and lays our cocks against each other, mine extending much farther. I'm obscenely well hung (for those who don't know) and can make most mares cum from just putting it in. For clarification, I'm well over twice as big as the average stallion: measuring 59 and 5/6 inches long, and 5 3/7 inches thick at it's thickest, when hard. Meanwhile, in the testicle department: if I had twice the normal sized cock (which I do), my balls were twice that again, as I'm packing some nearly 3 foot across balls that bulge with the huge amounts of seed in them. My cock usually hides in its sheath, where one could only see my size if they looked closely. My balls however, are just hanging out for all to see. Not that I mind the stares of every mare in town as I walk down the street, and some of the stallions. And Twilight was like 40 inches or something.

She grinds her hips against mine, our cocks hardening against each other until they're both fully erect, and obscuring our eye-to-eye stare. Twilight moans as she starts the magic, the purple aura expanding to surround both of our huge meaty cocks. The tingle of magic is like a thousand tiny tongues of cool fire lapping against my shaft, waves of feeling rolling down the thick pole as she casts her spell. After what feels like hours of pleasure, Twilight has finished her spell, and feel a new sensation, that of the spell's effect.

Twilight's penis slides against mine as it wraps around it, the slick veined flesh pressing into the sides of me as she grabs my cock with her own. She finishes wrapping my cock in her own, and there are four coils near my base. She starts grinding against me, the coils of her cock sliding up and down my own, stroking my better than any mouth or vagina ever could. Well, on par with Twilight's pussy or tongue; every part of her is like wet silk.

Twilight throws her head back in a loud moan, as she's also getting quite a lot out of the cock-job: every inch of her feels each throb of my dick, each little twitch. It's a subtle pleasure, the cock-job, as most of the enjoyment of it is just from the contact. Of course, we came up with something to spice it up anymore.

Twilight snaps her head back up. "Bathspounge," she moans, "are you ready for phase 2?"

"Mhm," I nod vigorously, smiling wide, as I know what comes next.

Twilight's cock surges forward in size, becoming several feet longer. She push the addition to her shaft between my legs and then down to my anus. She takes a deep breath and then pushes into me. I moan as my ass is penetrated by my girlfriend's cock.

She works a few inches into me, making me moan and scream like I'm the girl in the relationship. Her balls slide against the base of my shaft as she rides/fucks me, pressing together around my shaft similarly to a pair of titties. Not a strict upgrade or downgrade though, not like Shock compared to Lightning Bolt; more like Lightning Strike (or Searing Spear) compared to Magma Jet: different situations require different cards. Like R/W Heroic wants that scry 2, while Jeskai Burn wants the damage, except I think Jeskai Burn plays both, depending on the build. But my girlfriend's testicles are nothing like burn spells from Magic: The Gathering.

How did it come to this.

Twilight pushes me down on the bed by pushing down on my shoulders, pinning me there while she fucks my ass even harder. I'm as giddy as a schoolgirl, and just as stimulated by anal. I'm blissful as she takes charge, dominating every part of me: my ass, hers; my cock, hers; the rest of my body, her's. I could just stay like this forever, letting Twilight pleasure me in the best way I've found possible: it's like heroin, not that I'd know what that's like.

I bliss out completely, unaware of anything in the world but Twilight's enormous cock and her hooves pressed into my shoulders. I try to readjust her so I can become more comfortable, but I can't. She's actually pinned me to the point that I can't struggle free. For one of the first times ever, I am helpless to somepony else; and that's a turn-on. I accept my fate: Twilight is gonna fuck me as long and hard as she wants, and there's nothing I can do about it. That helplessness turns me on some more, and I feel my balls churning up even more cum, despite already being full. Twilight feels this as well and pops my tip into her mouth, eager to swallow my load.

My balls produce so much cum that they've overfilled themselves, and well, there's a shaft designed to remove semen from my body right there. It fires off slow, just pouring from my tip into Twilight's maw. It's thicker than usual, since it hasn't had time to be diluted, and sticks to her throat as she swallows it, producing a nice, thick coat of cum for her mouth and esophagus. She swallows the first few pints with ease, but my balls are still brewing, and so it's still flowing. This continues for a good while, but nowhere near as long as my usual; in the end, she's probably swallowed a good two-to-three gallons of Spounge-Smoothie.

My first pre-load is done, but I don't think I'll have another, as Twilight's erratic thrusts tell me she's close, and being cumflated always makes me cum. Speaking of cumming in huge amounts, Twilight cums. She holds me tighter and slams in even farther as I feel her cum bubbling up her cock. It comes flying down the pipe in thick spurts which massage my cock as they run through the coils wrapped around it, pushing me closer to the edge. Then, the floodgates break. Twilight's cum is shoots into me hard and fast, stinging a little as I'm plastered. Twilight has a quantity that could rival my own though, if that's even possible, so she's not done with just an ass full. Her cum keeps flowing into me, filling my intestines before reaching my stomach.

The stomach full of jizz combined with the increased massaging from her cock grip makes me cum. My massive balls were full to bursting with cum, and now Twilight is gonna be full to bursting. It's less thick than my pre-load, but it's still pretty thick. Think clotted cream, as opposed to the pre-load's mayonnaise. Her gut starts filling up just as mine is, except from the opposite side, and soon our cum-guts press against each other's.

Twilight is the first to stop cumming, but she keeps her cock in my ass, milking me for the last of mine, which still sprays down her throat like a firehouse. After we're done, she out of me, followed by a large spurt of cum before my sphincter closes back up. She takes her mouth off of my cock and rolls over onto the bed next to me. She waves a hoof and her cock shrinks back to it's normal size. We both begin to recede into our sheaths as we bask in the afterglow.

Twilight breaks the silence. "Ten out of ten, would fuck again," she says, turning to me to grin. I punch her shoulder, but she only giggles some more.

"I think I found a new fantasy I want to try," I say, turning my head to face Twi, but stuck laying on my back by the weight in my belly.

"Yes?" Twilight inquires.

"You as a sexy queen/dominatrix, and me as your sub."

"Really? I thought you liked being the Dom."

"I do. But when you called yourself 'Queen Twilight' earlier, and the ticking, and pinning me to the bed just now: I don't know, it turns me on," I respond, shrugging.

"It's okay Spounge, no one has to know your marefriend fucks you in the ass," she teases, kissing my cheek.

I blush and avert my eyes from her. "Clean up now, or morning?" I ask, hoping for morning.

"Pfft!" Twilight… pffts? Before casting a spell. Instantly, both out cum-bellies are gone, and the sheets feel clean again.

I roll over to snuggle Twilight, now free to move with the several pound weight of her cum out of me.

Meanwhile, Spike hears a loud sploush from elsewhere in the basement. He walks over to the hallway he heard it from, and happens upon a huge tank, filled with semen. It smells roughly like tuna and sweat, and looks like an aquarium, full of semen.

Spike no longer wonders what Twilight has been drinking with all meals and snacks these past few days, not why he can't have any. He goes back to bed, after vomiting.