Cuties, marks, and clops.

We now continue the story about fucking a bouncy pink horse. Rainbow horse coming soon...[get it?]

Anon had just had a grand old time putting his engorged cream-filled eclair inside Pinkie's donut hole. Pinkie had found it all very romantic, and laughed frequently at Anon's terrible sex and bakery jokes. But now it was time to get serious. Anon and Pinkie had begun snuggling a bit on her bed. Pinkie was waiting for Anon to tell him about his next baking secret. She was also idly playing with his man-bits, poking and prodding them gently with her soft hooves.

"Pinkie, this is a very serious baking technique I'm about to teach you" Anon said in a serious tone.

"I'm ready to learn, Nonny. Just tell me what I need to do" Pinkie replied, still playfully batting around Anon's dick, which had started to get less and less flaccid with each passing moment. Pinkie chortled when she noticed it was hardening up again. Anon stayed straight-faced.

"Penk. I'm going to put a very special bun in your very special oven" Anon said looking the pink mare in the eyes. Pinkie gasped.

"You mean..." Pinkie looked back and forth at imaginary eavesdroppers "You're going to put some of your special batter in my baby oven?"

"That's right Pinkie. Only the best of bakers can see this recipe through to completion. Are you up for the task?" Anon asked.

"I am!" Pinkie nodded.

"Then let's begin" Anon exclaimed. "The first step is readying the milk, to ensure proper freshness."

Anon flipped Pinkie on her back, and began massaging her teats. He hadn't gotten a good look at them before when he manhandled them in their buttfuck session earlier, but now he was looking right at them. They were bigger than Fluttershy's, that was certain. In fact, from what he had spied of the mane six's breasts, Anon was pretty sure Pinkie's were the largest. As he massaged them, Pinkie moaned softly. Anon enjoyed their bouncy, squishy feeling. After ensuring Pinkie had no strange lumps (one can never be too safe), Anon tweaked Pinkie's even pinker nipples. Pinkie yelped, but giggled afterwards. Anon went ahead and got in the 69 position, since he figured it was the most practical thing to do with crotchtits.

"Be sure to test the batter, Pinkie. Make sure to mix it up" Anon said while he positioned himself. Pinkie snorted and began to suckle on the tip of his penis. Maybe it was from her extensive experience licking and sucking on lolipops, or maybe Pinkie was just a w[hor{s}e], but it felt absolutely incredible.

Meanwhile, Anon began to suckle directly from Pinkie's teats. Anon probably wouldn't have believed it had he not already sampled so many neon horse flavors, but her breasts tasted just like strawberry Nesquik. He wondered if she had been producing milk, would it have been pink itself? He guessed that it probably would have, but he figured he'd just ask about it later. Anon ensured that Pinkie's nipples were now completely erect and satisfied before moving slightly lower to her nethers.

"The milk is of the highest quality. Now I need to preheat your oven" Anon said. Pinkie simply giggled as she continued sucking human cock.

Anon had noticed her clitoris winking wildly during his teat suckling, slightly out of view, but not out of earshot; with every wink, Anon could hear a quiet squelching noise. This noise drove him wild, and ever since his horsefuckery had begun he had thanked God (or was it Celestia?) that ponies were built so erotically. Anon dove right in, lapping at Pinkie's puss with much enthusiasm, if only to match Pinkie's own pace. She tensed up for a moment before mumbling something under her breath.

"What was that, Pinkie?" Anon asked in between licks.

"That feels great Nonny, but please be careful; you don't want to set the oven on fire" Pinkie giggled at her own joke before latching back onto Anon's dick.

"But Ponkie Poe, my dear. The oven needs to be quite hot for this special baker's treat" Anon said mischievously.

Before Pinkie could react, Anon had began sucking her clit directly. Pinkie coughed and spat out Anon's dick from the sudden shock.

"Anon!" Pinkie shouted so loud the ponies in Cloudsdale probably heard.

Anon didn't show Pinkie's clit any mercy. Whenever he felt her clit wink, he would suck as hard as he could so that it couldn't go back into hiding. Pinkie was so tense it reminded Anon of the fainting goats he used to laugh at on the internet. Anon began to chuckle to himself while he sucked on Pinkie's tender button. It was then that Pinkie's floodgates seemed to open, and a torrent of marecum poured out from her velvet folds. Pinkie began laughing herself, possibly from the lewd noise that had also escaped her maregina; a loud flapping noise not completely unlike a fart. Anon once again thanked the maker for the way ponies were built. He lapped up some of the fluids and savored her pink lemonade taste.

"Anon...that was...incredible" Pinkie managed to say between gasps.

"Fantastic, Pinkie. Now we can commence with the baking" Anon kept up the baking narrative.

"Yes sir!" Pinkie yelled, back in the game. She hopped to attention and turned her rear to Anon, her tail raised high, presenting her beautiful pink pony pussy just for him. Anon nearly came at the sight; he was surprised by how close he already was to cumming. Then Anon got an idea.

"First, to add the special batter that you so expertly prepared." After Anon finished this sentence, he plunged himself deep into Pinkie's nethers, and came deep into her womb. The shock and surprise of it all, coupled by her intense post-orgasm sensitivity, caused Pinkie to cum once again. Her legs shook and another jet of hot mare juices poured out from her most precious of places. Anon then began to slam in and out of Pinkie, allowing shot after shot, rope after rope of his hot, thick love seed to enter deep inside of the pink mare. Pinkie had started giggling and snorting again, and tears rolled down her face as her laughter filled the room.

"Now we need to mix it for approximately 30 minutes" Anon proclaimed. Pinkie looked back behind her with a look of shock.

"Nonny! I can't be on break that long...I~"Anon cut off Pinkie mid sentence and began pounding her harder, trying to keep his manhood solid during his refractory period.

"Don't worry about that, Pinkie; with this new baking technique, you'll be sure to make up the time" Anon cornballed.

"You're the boss, Anon!" Pinkie exclaimed, and began pushing back into Anon, getting in sync with his thrusts. Anon had noticed that Pinkie had materialized an egg timer from Celestia-knows-where and set it for 30 minutes.

For the next 30 minutes, Anon indulged in Pinkie's red velvet cake, and Pinkie indulged in Anon's hot cinnamon stick. At right around the 29 minute mark, Anon wasn't sure if he could cum without help; frankly he was exhausted.

"Pinkie, now it's your turn to prove to me you're the better baker! We have one more step; we need to add frosting to the batter and we have less than a minute. Can you make this happen?" Anon asked in as serious a tone he could muster.

"Leave it to me!" Pinkie yelled, as she shoved Anon down on the bed before riding him like the hyperactive hurricane that she was. She bounced so fast on top of Anon that all he could really make out was a pink blur. As the seconds ticked closer and closer towards the goal, Anon thought he saw a slight glow emanating from where his crotch and the pink blur that was Pinkie's pie joined. The glow got brighter and brighter when suddenly Anon heard the first ring of the egg timer, and in that moment it was as if time had slowed to a crawl.

The ringing had begun to remind Anon of a heavenly chorus, and Anon noticed he could now see Pinkie in hyper detail as she bounced up and down on his member. He noticed her pink cotton candy-like hair bouncing up and down with her. He noticed her adorable face, full of lust and smiles, looking down at him. He noticed her crotch tits bouncing up and down in a slightly different rhythm than her hair. He noticed her pussy gobbling his dick; her clit winking and squeezing down on him with a great force. And in that moment, Anon came once more, and Pinkie slightly thereafter. Anon could hear Ode to Joy filling his ears from an unknown source, and he didn't care where it was coming from.

Anon reached forward and grabbed Pinkie, and pulled her down to lay on top of him. He laid there on the bed with her in his arms, thrusting his hips forward one more time as the last throws of orgasm pulsed through his body, shooting a few final loads deep inside her. Finally he began to go soft, and Anon's dick slid out of Pinkie's wondrous hole.

"And now, Pinkie...if everything went just right...you should have a perfect little bun in your oven" Anon exhaled.

"Wow..." was all Pinkie could manage.

"You do know I'm talking about knocking you up right?" Anon asked. Pinkie nodded.

"Can...can I even get you pregnant?" Anon asked again. Pinkie shrugged and smiled.

"I don't know; there's lots of neat hybrid peoples throughout Equestria. Maybe" Pinkie explained.

"And you're cool with that?" Anon asked.

"Sure, yeah! I love babies, and I think having a hybrid might be neat!" Pinkie shouted.

"I should probably also mention that I may have already cum inside Fluttershy..."Anon trailed off.

"I know!" Pinkie said with joy in her voice, "I was wondering when you were going to get to me."

"But, how, when...what?" Anon asked, confused.

"My Pinkie sense, silly!" Pinkie explained that her Pinkie sense also allowed her to know when her closest friends had orgasmed, and she had noticed that when her right ear twitched, she knew that Fluttershy had cum, and that at that exact same moment her left nostril itched, so she knew that Anon had cum.

"So...I'm one of your closest friends?" Anon asked.

"Of course, goofball! I don't throw parties for just anyone!" Pinkie said, seeing nothing false about the statement.

"So you know..." Anon trailed off.

"That you fucked the filly Crusaders and Rainbow Dash? Sure!" Pinkie said cheerfully.

"Pinkie! Language!" Anon scolded Pinkie, and she blushed in turn.

"So do you want to join our herd, Pinkie?" Anon asked sincerely.

"Duh" Pinkie replied, crossing her eyes at Anon before laughing.

"Wonderful...well, I guess we should get back to work!" Anon said, rolling Pinkie off his chest.

"Yup! Let me clean you up first" Pinkie said nonchalauntly as she trotted over and gave Anon a quick post-sex cleanup blowjob. Anon had begun to think this was some sort of normal thing in Equestria, but was always too distracted by the act itself to ask if that was the case.

"Let's get back to it!" Pinkie proclaimed, as they exited her room and back downstairs.

Halfway down the stairs, Pinkie stopped suddenly. Her right eyelid began to flutter.

"You okay Pinkie?" Anon asked, concerned.

"Ummm, yeah...I think so. That was weird...it was some sort of Pinkie sense that I've never felt before...I wonder what that means..." Pinkie let her mind wander. "Huh. Well, no time to ponder! Look at that line out the door!"

Pinkie and Anon then commenced to working their asses off for the rest of the day to feed the sweet tooth of Ponyville.

The end.

Of Ponk's story. We'll return shortly to the Rainbow Dash story on our next installment. After that stay tuned to see what kind of trouble Anon can get into at Sweet Apple Acres.