Of Mares and Donuts: The Holes that need Filling
Of Mares and Donuts:
The Holes that need Filling
Honey Moon
The tawny coated Earth pony slept deeply. Her fiery red mane was spread all over the pillows and her lengthy tail emerged from the rumpled bedding. A gentle whinny of a snore sounded regularly as the bedroom door slowly opened.
“This will never do.” said Sunflower Meadows as she entered her friend and employer’s bedroom. “Wakey-wakey!” she called as her horn glowed. The curtains parted, letting in brilliant mid afternoon sunlight.
Pay Dirt groaned. “You’re fired!” she said for perhaps the three thousandth time in their year’s long partnership.
“Not if I quit first.” The pale blue Unicorn said with a grin as she tossed her shimmering black mane. “Now get that rump out of bed.”
“Why did Celestia raise the sun so darn early today?” Pay Dirt grumbled as she tried to focus bleary eyes on her bedside clock. “It’s only three!”
“That’s three PM, I’ll have you know.”
Pay Dirt struggled from beneath the covers to stare at her Mare Friday. “What? Why did you let me sleep so late, Sunny?”
“Somepony stayed up far too late studying the metallurgical assays from her latest mine acquisitions.” Sunflower said with a sweet smile. “I thought you needed your rest.”
“I hate late night paperwork.” Pay Dirt said as she finally emerged from her tangled bedding. “It’s about time I head out again. I need the thrill of following a seam!”
“I know. You want to be out in the wilderness, digging another hole in some dank dark cave.”
“How can you call it digging a hole?” Pay Dirt snorted. “You just haven’t experienced the joy of scenting out the perfect place for the first swing of the pick-axe. You never felt the thrill of following a quartz vein through warm living rock. What if my nose failed me? Will the vein taper off, or will my trusty olfactory senses lead me onto the mother load?”
“If I want gold, I don’t need to smell it out. I just go to a jewelry shop.”
“Sunny, you lack poetry in your soul.”
“I also lack a dusty coat and dirt in my mane.”
“That too.” Pay Dirt laughed. “Why do you put up with me?”
The Unicorn smiled. “Maybe it’s because I know all of your little secrets.” Her horn glowed again, and a silver tray drifted into the room.
“Sunny, you’re the best!” Pay Dirt said as she sat her rump back on the bed, and used both front hooves to pick up the large steaming mug of coffee. “When was the last time I gave you a raise?”
“Just last week, I do believe.” Sunflower said haughtily. Horn glowing, her glasses lifted from her face, and a cloth polished the gleaming lenses. Replacing the glasses before her eyes, she finished quite smugly. “It had something or other to do with my attention to detail when presenting oral reports.”
Pay Dirt’s ears gave a twitch. “Is that what you call it?”
“Boss, you know you love my oral.”
Pay Dirt giggled. “Sunny, your tongue is simply 24 karat!”
“I bet you say that to all the Fillyfoolers.” Sunflower said coyly.”
“Nope, just to the golden tongued vixen that drives me crazy.” Pay Dirt smiled bashfully. “I’ve never yet found a stallion with a tongue as long and supple as yours, Sunny.”
“Then I retract my last statement.” Sunflower smiled happily. While she and Boss both frequently enjoyed the pleasures that only a stallion could bring, they had vowed since foalhood that all other fillies were off limits. They were the only mares good enough for each other. Her horn glowed as she adjusted her glasses. “Boss, I feel slighted. You forgot talented.”
“That goes without saying, so stop fishing for compliments!” Pay Dirt took another sip of coffee, stared at the mug, and then looked up in alarm. “Sunny, do you feel okay? Quick, go get some fresh air!”
“Boss, I’m fine!” Sunflower sighed. “My morning sickness thankfully lives up to its name, and you’re such a late sleeper.” She looked a bit green about the muzzle but managed a smile. “I never noticed before how much that noxious brew stinks, but I can hold it down.” She gritted her teeth. “I hope.”
Pay Dirt gulped the hot beverage, trying to finish it fast. She glanced at her friend’s tummy when the cup was finally empty. “You’re starting to show now, aren’t you?” She giggled. “You’re getting a bit pudgy in the tummy.”
“Oh, it’s so nice of you to notice.” Sunflower said a bit sharper than she intended.
“I didn’t mean it like that!” Pay Dirt said hastily. “You look adorable.”
“I look like I’m getting fat!” Sunflower whined. “My favorite winter saddle doesn’t fit any more!”
“Well, it’s not my fault you let yourself be topped while you were in heat. What were you thinking? You acted like a filly in her first season with that Palace Guard! I tried to get you to come home, but you wouldn’t listen to reason!”
Sunflower sighed. “Then when I did get home, you lectured me for hours about how you always had self control, even back in the old days!”
“I always did!” Pay Dirt insisted. “When I was in my season, clients had to settle for hoof-jobs, oral, or even sometimes anal if they were cute and had enough bits to spend! You know what I always say! When my oven is preheating, I don’t let a single drop of baby-batter in!”
“Of course I know your perverse little saying!” Sunflower said hotly. “I was your numbers pony, even back when you were turning tricks for a living! Besides, did I ever get knocked up when I took on the occasional client when you were booked solid?” She sniffed back her tears. “I just got a little carried away this time! I knew I could get knocked up, but decided it was worth the risk! Boss, I love you, but just who in Tartarus are you to make judgments about me?”
Pay Dirt was dismayed by her normally even tempered friend’s outburst. Sunny was a raging sea of emotions these days as her body changed to cherish the foal within. She carefully put her mug down. Getting off of the bed, she went to Sunflower’s side. “I’m sorry, beautiful. Everypony can see that motherhood suits you. You’re glowing!” She said softly as she rubbed her neck against her friend’s, and entwined her tail around Sunny’s. “I have no business commenting on your choices in life. I love you, but you are your own pony. You know I’ll support you and your foal in every way equinely possible!”
Sunflower calmed down and the smile returned to her lovely face. “Oh pooh, flattery will get you anything, Boss. You know I can’t stay mad at you. It’s all these pesky hormones. I don’t know if I’m coming or going. Last night I think I ate my weight in ice cream as a midnight snack!”
“I know. I was there.” Pay Dirt said, looking a little queasy herself. “I never saw anypony eat pickles and cocktail onions with peach ice cream, chocolate sauce, smothered in sour cream and topped with a radish before. Remember? Who held your mane out of the way when you galloped to the bathroom and whooped it back up? I thought I was gonna die when you trotted right back to the kitchen and made another nightmare sundae! I ended up having a sympathy tummy ache.”
“I held down the second one. It must have been because I added hot mustard.” Sunflower said with a grin. “Now I’m getting hungry! Anyway, you know I like a stallion in uniform. I just couldn’t resist when one of Celestia’s finest saluted me without lifting a hoof, if you know what I mean.”
“Well, I did notice he was quite, uh, gifted.”
“Gifted? He was hung like a manticore!” Sunflower said with a giggle. “By the way, your mom sent me another letter. She says I should strike while the iron is hot. Marrying a member of the royal guard would be a perfect way for me to move up in society.”
Pay Dirt groaned. “That’s Gold Digger for you! Mom thinks everypony should benefit from her special talent.”
“What, getting rich ponies to pamper her?”
“Exactly!” Pay Dirt laughed. “How do you think I got my name? When daddy didn’t pull out in time, mom insisted he make an honest mare out of her. The marriage didn’t last long, you know how mom can be, but she knew she was financially set for life!”
“How is Filthy Rich?” Sunflower asked. “He sure is cute for an older stallion.”
“Oh, daddy recently moved back to the family seat in Ponyville and remarried. His new wife just gave birth to my half sister. She’s a lovely little filly they named Diamond Tiara.” Pay Dirt snorted. “Mom claims he robbed the stable, just because his new mare is so young. I think she’s a little jealous, but will never admit it.”
“Your mom is a stubborn one.” Sunny sighed. “She keeps trying to get me to tell her the name of the father.”
Pay Dirt struggled to keep the grin off of her face. “But you never will…Because?”
Ears twitching in embarrassment, Sunflower bowed her head. “In the heat of, well, my heat, I sort of forgot to ask his name.”
“Willy dilly, thank you filly.” Pay Dirt couldn’t help a giggle after reciting the old rhyme about quickie anonymous sex. “Sorry, there’s no shame in that.” She gave Sunflower a gentle little kiss. “Back in the day, I never knew the name of several of my best clients.”
“At least you got paid!”
“Sunny, I’d say you got paid.” She continued in a much softer voice. “Who was it months ago that soaked my mane when she cried herself to sleep thinking it was too late for a dedicated career mare to start a family?” Pay Dirt smiled. “Not that I minded holding you all night long. You’re a cuddly wench, even when sad.”
Sunflower couldn’t help a smug little smile. “Yes, you’re right. He paid me in something far more important than bits” She looked down under herself at her gently swelling tummy. “Momma can’t wait to meet you, sweetie!”
“Better you than me, kiddo”. Pay Dirt said with a shudder. “I can’t wait to be the little peanut’s favorite Auntie, but there’s no way in Equestria that I’m cut out to be a mother! No stud mounts me if I’m anywhere near being in season!”
Sunflower sniffed delicately at Pay Dirt and giggled at her obvious condition. “I guess that means you’ll be coming right home after the Gala then?”
“Dammit!” Pay Dirt snapped. “Blast my rotten Estrous timing! What good is The Grand Galloping Gala if a mare can’t let her mane down and lift her tail for some excellent wild stallion action? I know you don’t like the crowds and noise of the Gala, but I was looking forward to a little adventure!”
“If you want wild, just stop by my bedroom after the Gala.” Sunflower rather sensually swiped her long tongue over her nose, and then gave her friend a lopsided grin. “Boss, You know my door is never locked.”
Pay Dirt kissed her life long best friend and Mare Friday. “I know, honey mare.” She giggled. “I spend more time in your bed than my own.” She paused, ears twitching, and continued in a whisper. “Has, um, it started yet?”
“Boss, I’m only just starting to show!” Sunflower smiled. “I keep telling you. I’ll let you know as soon as I start lactating. I know you’re dying to get a taste, you big foal.”
“It’s just that you somehow taste even better since you went and got yourself knocked up, Sunny. I bet your milk will taste fantastic. I even went to the library and looked up a recipe for koumiss!” She couldn’t help grinning as she looked under her friend’s hindquarters. “Your nipples did get a little bigger. Your coat doesn’t quite hide them any more.”
Sunflower turned her rump away from Pay Dirt. Ears twitching in embarrassment, she curled her tail up under her body to conceal her mammary glands. “Don’t talk about my nipples!” she gasped. “You know that makes me feel weird!”
“It makes you feel horny!”
“It does not!” Sunflower attempted to sound business like. “Boss, we have to get you ready for the Gala. The alterations on your gown were finished this morning. Now get in that tub and scrub!”
“Sometimes I don’t know which of us is boss.” Pay Dirt muttered. “Besides, I don’t need a gown. The last couple of years, Princess Celestia showed up in just her coat, shoes, and crown!”
“As soon as you’re the ruler of all Equestria, you can show up naked too!” Sunflower said firmly. “Do you even know how much that gown cost? It’s a Hoity Toity original! Do you know how much extra he charges for alterations? I will not permit you to let so many bits go to waste! You’ll undermine your profit margin with waste like that!”
Pay Dirt raised a hoof, pretending to ward off an attack. “Okay-okay, you four hoofed ciphering engine! I’ll wear the gown!”
Sunflower smiled sweetly. “There was never any doubt of that.”
Pay Dirt headed for the bathroom. “Speaking of the Princess, do you suppose she’ll bring her purple shadow?”
“Do you mean Celestia’s young protégé?”
“Yup, that wet behind the ears young mare that always hangs around the Princess, staring at her with those big puppy dog eyes.”
“Boss, don’t be mean.”
“What? Haven’t you ever noticed that she looks at Princess Celestia as if the sun rises and sets on her?”
Sunflower giggled. “Well, it does, doesn’t it?”
“You know what I mean!”
“The kid just has a very healthy case of hero worship. You can’t blame her for having a bit of a crush, too.” Sunflower sighed. “I know I do. I swear, my tongue practically get’s an erection when I watch the Princess during the Summer Sun Celebration. I would just love to dive right in and shove my muzzle between her hind legs!”
“Yeah, I wouldn’t mind a taste of Alicorn myself. Ol’ Sun Butt has got it goin’ on.”
“Boss, don’t blaspheme!” Sunflower squealed as she giggled. “I tell you what. I’ll give up my salary for two whole years if you call the Princess that to her face tonight in the reception line!”
“Are you crazy? The Royal Guard would be on me like hotcakes on a griddle if I said something disrespectful like that to Big Sexy!”
“Scaredy Mare!” Sunflower laughed, but then looked thoughtful. “No, I doubt if young Miss Sparkle will attend. I met her once. She seems quite distant. Rumor has it that she practically lives in the Royal Library. They say that the only pony besides the Princess she ever associates with is her big brother. It’s quite sad, really. I don’t think the poor thing knows how to go out and make friends.”
Pay Dirt sighed. “That’s a shame. She’s such a pretty little thing too. She is a little weird though. Did you ever see that baby dragon she treats as a little brother?”
“Boss, you’re wasting time!” Sunflower’s horn glowed. She wasn’t strong enough to pick up another pony with her magic, but she sure could give one a good shove!
“I’m going!” Pay Dirt laughed, as her hooves skittered several inches over the gleaming marble floor.
Sunflower followed her friend and nominal boss into the bathroom. “I already drew your bath. Now get in!”
“Yes Ma’am!” Pay Dirt announced with a mocking salute. “When did you ever know me not to take a bath before a shin-dig, you power mad bean counter?”
“Shin-dig? It’s a good thing one of us has class, you dirt grubbing miser!”
“Hey, who’s a miser?” Pay Dirt laughed as the pale pink glow of Sunflower’s magic lifted a sponge and a bar of soap. “You know me better than that!”
“True enough.” Sunflower said as she watched Pay Dirt step gingerly into the waiting water. “You’re generous to a fault, but a dirt grubber just the same.”
“That’s better!” Sighing as she settled into the delightfully warm water, Pay Dirt gave Sunflower her best forlorn look. “I wish I was grubbing dirt again, instead of getting ready for a party.”
“I know.” Sunflower soaked the sponge and ran it over her friend’s back. “Once my little foal is born, we can head out to that place you bought near the proposed Appleoosa settlement. Then it can be like old times, with you digging happily away, while I tend base camp, and drag you out from time to time for meals and rest.”
“We do make a great team, Sunny.”
“Don’t I know it?” Sunflower said smugly. She guided the sponge down a wetly gleaming flank, and steered it toward the inner thigh once it vanished beneath the gently steaming water.
Pay Dirt’s eyes opened wide. “I thought it was odd that you forgot to lather the sponge up.” She moaned softly. “Wasn’t I supposed to hurry and get ready?” she said softly as she felt the magical field enveloping the sponge gently caress her labia.
“Since you can’t risk dallying with some young stud after the Gala, I think I had better take the edge off your libido, wouldn’t you agree?”
Eyes closing to mere slits, Pay Dirt nodded her head enthusiastically. “I, I can’t argue with logic.” She said huskily, as magical forces tickled and teased in very intimate ways. “Oh Sunny, you do know what I like!” she gasped, as her swelling clitoris felt the unmistakable vibration of rapidly pulsing magic. “You, you should teach other Unicorns that spell!” she gasped. “It beats all to heck any mechanically vibrating toy I ever tried!”
“Are you kidding?” Sunflower laughed. “All Unicorns fillies figure out this spell before they’re old enough to go into their first heat. We all go through a phase where we think we invented it. Unicorn colts have their own variation. Theirs involves suction more than vibrations, though.”
Pay Dirt settled down into the tub, knowing that Sunflower’s magic wouldn’t lose its place. “I, I like your magic almost as much as your tongue, Sunny!”
“I’m a mare of many talents.” Sunflower said softly as her breathing grew a little heavy. “Um, it affects me more and more now that I’m pregnant. I think it’s a hormonal thing.” She quickly tried to change the subject. “So Boss, have you decided which applicant you would help with a first time business grant this year?”
Pay Dirt giggled at her partner’s obvious discomfort. “I know a secret.” She sang like a taunting foal teasing a classmate.
“Shut up, Boss!”
Her own breathing getting a little rough, Pay Dirt laughed. “Tell me, Ms Meadows, do all Unicorns get horny while using their magic?”
“Boss, Unicorns don’t like to talk about that with non-magic users!” She gasped. “Oh shoot! Alright, I’ll just say this, and the subject is closed. If Earth and Pegasi ponies all knew how a rollicking good spell affected us, they’d giggle any time a Unicorn smiled while her horn glowed!”
“Come on Sunny.” Pay Dirt said with a grin. “I’m sure I’m not the only Earth pony to have figured it out. Dish, filly! I want details!”
“Oh okay, it depends on how powerful the magic is. Have you ever seen the smile on Princess Celestia’s face after she raises the sun?”
Pay Dirt gave a low whistle. “You mean, the princess “gets off” raising the sun?”
“Exactly, boss! That angelic smile of hers is the smile of a well sated mare, if I ever saw one!” Sunflower gave a pleasurable little shudder. “The fellas have to be careful. A really strong spell can sometimes cause spontaneous ejaculation, if he went too long without masturbating. Sometimes it’ll happen while his penis is still flaccid and internal. The semen just sort of dribbles out and makes a mess on the floor. I hear iyt feels very intense.”
“What? That sounds like such a waste. Imagine dumping your load without a boner to pump it through! Why, that’s a crime against mare kind everywhere!”
Sunflower smiled bashfully. “Thank Celestia I don’t have that problem! I just have to worry about getting a bit moist, back there.”
“Just a bit moist, is it? My dear Sunny, it’s not just gold I can scent. I don’t have to look. The delightful aroma wafting from the region of your rump is telling me that your marehood is soaked!”
Sunflower sighed. “Boss, you are so crude! Diddling your clitty does take a surprising amount of magic.” She whimpered, the glow of her horn growing brighter. “Holding the proper vibration frequency is, um, well, it drives me wild!”
Panting, Pay Dirt watched her friend struggle to keep up the amazing flux of magical power centered on her marehood. “You, you still don’t climax from using magic, do you?” she said breathlessly.
“No!” Sunflower whined. “My magic isn’t anywhere near strong enough for that. I, I just get really turned on. I can’t reach climax unless I use magic directly to diddle myself, or use it to ram in a cucumber! No matter how hard I try, I, I can’t get a spontaneous magic triggered orgasm without physical stimulation!”
Her own orgasm close, Pay Dirt suddenly stood up. Water sloshed to the floor as she took a deep breath and bellowed. “Get in the tub this instant, Sunny!”
Startled, Sunflower lost her concentration and the glow left her horn. “What? No Boss, this is supposed to be your time!”
“Just get your sexy flanks in here!” Pay Dirt shouted. “It’s about time I get some obedience out of you!”
Sunflower scrambled to join her friend, wishing wistfully that she could teleport like princess Celestia. She settled for using her magic for balance, to prevent a nasty slip and fall as she jumped into the tub with a splash. “I’m obeying, see?” she said with a giggle. “I promise I am!”
“Can you lie on your back?” Pay Dirt asked softly. “I mean, in your delicate condition?”
“Boss, I may be pregnant, but I’m only two months along. I’ll be fine for anything you can think of right up to the middle of the eleventh!” She giggled. “Even then, I’ll just make you move really slowly.”
“Then shut up and lay down!”
“Yes Ma’am!” Sunflower relaxed in the warm water until just her head was above the surface. “Boss, you’re gonna drown!”
Pay Dirt used her front hooves to spread Sunflower’s hind legs. “Nonsense Sunny, pony does not live by eating alone. I’ll be just fine if I do this.”
“You are crazy!” Sunflower giggled as Pay Dirt moved over her, and slipped a hind leg between hers. “But I wouldn’t have it any other way!”
Pay Dirt grinned at Sunflower as she wriggled her leg under the prone mare, and sat with practiced ease with their hind legs scissored together. “Are you still comfortable, dear heart?” she asked softly. “I’m not squishing your belly, am I?”
“No, I’m fine.” Sunflower said softly. “I’m also still horny.”
“So am I, you sexy mare.” Pay Dirt said with a wicked grin as she started to wriggle. “I don’t know why, but knowing you have that nameless guard’s foal in your tummy really gets me heated up!”
“Boss, you’ve always had a pregnancy fetish.” She sighed and began moving in harmony with her lover. “I know you used to swipe cucumbers from my mother’s garden any time you saw a pregnant mare!”
“You, my dear, have become my favorite fetish!” Pay Dirt said huskily. “Unwed pregnant mares have gotten me hot since I first learned about where foals come from!”
“How could I forget?” Sunflower murmured as the water sloshed. “Remember that snooty filly Vestal Pristine? When the news broke that she was “In Trouble” Miss Honeysuckle scolded you for humping the corner of your desk during a calculus test!”
“Sweet Celestia, the stuck up little snot was still a blank flank!” Pay Dirt wriggled harder, grinding her sex against Sunflower’s as she grinned at her partner. “Don’t think I don’t know that you were using magic to “get off” while I made out with my desk! I, I saw your horn glowing!”
“That was only because all the colts displayed while watching you rape your desk!” Sunflower whimpered. “The room was full of stallion musk and quivering cocks! I got so excited that I grabbed a cucumber from my feedbag and had that sucker slippin’ and a slidin’! I fanned out my tail as much as I could to hide what was going on down there. Thank Celestia nopony noticed because of the show you were putting on!” She moaned. “I still scored a one hundred on the test! I ate the cucumber too.”
“Thank Celestia that neither of us was in season that day!” Pay Dirt panted.
“Fire Brand sure was!” Sunflower said excitedly. “I never saw a Pegasus fly that fast to protect her maidenhood! Zoom, right out the window, and almost smack into a tree!”
Pay Dirt grabbed Sunflower’s front legs and pulled her into a sitting position. “Miss Honeysuckle wasn’t affected by stallion musk!” she panted. “She kept me after school, tanned my flanks with a Ping-pong paddle for being a naughty filly, and then, well; I never told you this part.”
“What?” Sunflower gasped breathlessly. “Did, did something else h-happen?”
“Miss Honeysuckle was a still in the stable fillyfooler!” Pay Dirt shouted. “She kissed my flanks to “make it all better” and then went wild grazing in my secret garden! Why do you think I started being so bad in class after that? She taught me all kinds of wonderful things during all of those detentions!”
“And then you taught me.” Sunflower whispered. “I, I should send her a thank you note!”
Pay Dirt pulled Sunflower closer to her. “I’ll never forget how you squealed the first time I made a move on you during a sleepover. You were such a scared little foal.”
“That wasn’t squealing, you big brut. Those were cries of delight!” Sunflower kissed her lover as their bodies writhed in the tub. “I, I had been dreaming about you for ages. I knew since I was a little filly that my barn door swung both ways!”
“Me too.” Pay Dirt said huskily as she roughly thrust against Sunflower. “I thought I was gonna die the first time you used that golden tongue of yours on me!”
Sunflower was panting heavily. “Hurry boss! You know I’m not as strong as you Earth pony sex maniacs! I, I can’t keep this up much longer!”
“I thought you were supposed to calm me down.” Pay Dirt said softly. “Don’t worry, my pretty little Sunny Delight. You know I’ll get you there!”
Water sloshed and splashed all over the opulent bathroom as Pay Dirt held Sunflower tight against her. Years of heavy mining gave all four of her legs the strength she needed to support her lover as she intensified her wild tribbing. Nearly as large as many stallions, Pay Dirt had no trouble holding her dainty lover against her body.
“You’re wearing me out!” Sunflower cried in delight as she threw her front legs around Pay Dirt’s strong back. “I can’t last! It’s too much! I, I’m gonna faint!”
“I, I won’t stop if you do.” Pay Dirt said gruffly before pressing her lips roughly against Sunflower’s.
The mares’ movements became more agitated. Tails drifted this way and that in the sloshing water. Wet manes flung water everywhere as they tossed their heads while exerting themselves to the fullest. Sunflower was beginning to show the strain, slowing as her frantic efforts to find release used up her strength. Pay Dirt held her tighter, intensifying her own movements as she helped her lover in this time of need.
Muffled squeals filled the room as Sunflower’s body began to tremble uncontrollably. “That’s it, what a good filly!” Pay Dirt cheered breathlessly. “Just, just let it go, Oh sweet Celestia, I’m cumming too! Do it now, with me, together!”
The splashing intensified as the lovers clung to each other. Their sweet nectar mingled in the warm water as they ground their vaginas against each other. The ponies cried out as their energetic wriggling and thrashing prolonging the dual climaxes they worked so hard to reach. Hearts pounding in unison, they rode out wave after wave of orgasmic bliss. Finally, they just held each other tightly, exchanging sweet loving kisses as their bodies calmed.
“Now that was a workout.” Pay Dirt said with a contented sigh as she leaned back in the tub. “It’s a good thing I had my Cutie Mark already when Miss Honeysuckle taught me how to do that. I took to it so well that I could have been in serious trouble. Imagine how hard it would be to explain if suddenly for no reason, ended up with a pair of scissors as my Cutie Mark!” She looked at her still dazed partner. “Equestria to Sunny, is anypony home?”
“I, I think I’m dead.” Sunflower said with a silly grin on her face. “I’m just a petite little Unicorn in a delicate condition. I can’t keep up with such a strong Earth pony brut!”
“Are you saying you don’t want me to trib you any more?” Pay Dirt said with a wink.
Sunflower sat up abruptly. “Blazing Tartarus Boss, don’t even think that!” She giggled. “I need you to do that even more often now! It won’t be long before my belly get’s too big and I have to wait for the foal to come before we can do it again! Besides, everypony knows that exercise is good for an expectant mare!”
Pay Dirt pushed Sunflower back in the tub. “When your tummy gets too big, there’s always your favorite number.”
“Boss, you’ll drown if we do that in the tub!” Sunflower gasped as Pay Dirt turned around over her.
“Are you kidding?” Pay Dirt looked around the bathroom. “I’d say we splashed about thirty gallons over the side. Housekeeping is just gonna love that.”
Sunflower looked at the level of water in the tub, and without even thinking accounted for the displacement of one mare lying, and another mare standing. “We only lost approximately fifteen point four five gallons, Boss. My coochie-pie is still submerged!”
Pay Dirt couldn’t help laughing. “I don’t know which is funnier, you dropping into post coitus cipher engine mode, or you trying to talk dirty with that sweet innocent voice of yours.”
“Oh shut up, Boss!” Sunflower groped for and managed to grab the chain attached to the drain plug. She yanked it free. “I can’t have you drown while we sixty-nine. It would put a damper my evening!”
Pay Dirt forced herself to wait while the water slowly drained. As Sunflower’s lovely vagina emerged from the water, she slowly lowered her hindquarters just enough. She shivered with delight as once again, Sunflower showed not the slightest hesitation before lightly jabbing her with that exquisitely long and talented tongue of hers.
“Oh, that’s right.” Pay Dirt moaned. “Now tell me what you want.”
Sunflower savored the quick taste she stole of her boss. “Sit on my face.” she said softly, as she stared up at the undeniable beauty of Pay Dirt’s glorious marehood. “And tell me that you love me.”
“I always have, and always will love you, my Sunny Delight!” Pay Dirt proclaimed as she lowered herself more completely. She stopped just short of actually resting on Sunflower’s muzzle, being oh so careful to not smother her beloved friend. Her eyes closed as the tip of Sunflower’s tongue traced her swollen labia.
She returned the favor, once more thrilling at the taste of pure sweet equine femininity. She hadn’t fibbed. Somehow being pregnant made her lovely partner taste even better than ever! She traced those adorable pouty lips, and then plunged her tongue into the very center of Sunflower’s being. A foal was growing up in there, she thought with wonder. That was more magic than any Unicorn horn could ever produce!
Pay Dirt couldn’t help thinking back to the night Sunflower came right home after her escapade with her royal guard. After they had argued over what had happened, making up had been a pure pleasure. It had been somewhat of a dream come true, too. For the first time, Pay Dirt got to “clean up” her fastidious friend!
Usually, Sunflower would put her off for a while, wanting to wash up after a date. That one magical night had been different! Pay Dirt would not take no for an answer, and still in the grip of her season, Sunflower didn’t put up too much of a fight. Pay Dirt managed to get at her while her vagina was still seeping from the stallion’s massive ejaculation! She knew in her heart that the effort was useless, but she was determined to try and prevent pregnancy by sucking out as much semen as possible! The heady mix of Sunflower’s glorious musk, mixed with the salty tang of a strange stallion’s semen, had been thrilling!
Sunflower moaned happily. The mare she chose to call Boss claimed that she was the one with a talented tongue, but knew exactly what a mare needed to go simply wild! Sunflower too had been with quite a few stallions. Some were eager and thought their clumsy tongues were Celestia’s gift to mares. Others, sadly, thought of this as “yucky” and refused to put their faces anywhere near a mare’s hindquarters. Sunflower sighed. Even the most talented stallion she had ever dallied with came nowhere near the pure devotion and persistence of her beloved friend and employer! Her front legs reached for, and pulled that big firmly muscled rump downward, as her hind legs encircled her employer’s neck.
Pay Dirt went wild! Sunflower was so eager when it came to her favorite number! She attacked her lover’s swollen clitoris as strong legs gripped her neck. She felt hooves on her flanks, and gave Sunflower what she wanted. Grinding herself against her lover’s muzzle, Pay Dirt moaned into the snug passage that would someday soon deliver a beautiful foal into the world.
The mares fought mightily to hold back their own responses, while desperately trying to gift the other with the blessed release of climax. It was an old game with the two friends, but one they would never tire of. Muffled moans and slurps filled the air as they both tried to get the other to release first.
They knew each other well. As happened more often than not, they both reached that ragged abyss together. Struggling and whinnying, they fought to push the other over first. Tongues lashed against swollen nubs. Tongues darted tantalizingly deep. It was no use. The loving contest ended in a draw!
The mares cried out into each other as their bodies exploded! Beyond rational thought the lovers spasmed against each other. Tongues still thrashed, but erratically. Honey gently spurted, and they swallowed convulsively to consume each others delectable nectar.
When it was all over, Pay Dirt climbed shakily from the tub before she collapsed on top of Sunflower. “Oh wow, I feel so relaxed now.” She said dreamily. “How about it Hon, want to grab a little nap with me?”
Sunflower smiled. “That would be heavenly, Boss. We might even manage to get some sleep.” Then her eyes opened wide. “No! Get your rump back in this tub! You’re all sweaty and stinky now! I have to get you cleaned up for the Gala!”
Pay Dirt watched as Sunflower somehow found the energy to leap out of the tub. Her horn glowed, and the stopper rammed back into the drain as the water started flowing from the tap. She took one look at her beloved fiend’s flashing eyes. Pay Dirt knew better than to question or argue when Sunflower looked at her like that! “Yes ma’am” she said meekly, and climbed back into the tub and let herself be scrubbed.
Elsewhere in Canterlot, a young stallion would not believe how his luck was about to change. Joe had been working as a porter at the Marritrot hotel, trying to earn enough to keep living in Canterlot while he struggled to fulfill his dream. The royal city had nearly everything, but Joe knew the one thing it lacked. “Donuts” he muttered while carrying a pile of heavy suitcases towards the elevator.
“What was that?” The fashionable mare with a prematurely grey mane asked as she trotted slowly along ahead of him.
“Oh, nothing at all.” He said cheerfully, as his horn glowed to magically steady the load he was carrying. “I was just thinking about my coffee break.”
“Well, you aren’t taking a break until you get my luggage to my room, young colt!”
“No ma’am!” Joe promised. “Duty first, that’s the Marritrot way!”
The mare smiled. “Don’t take a cranky old mare so seriously, my young friend.”
“You aren’t what I would call old.” Joe couldn’t help saying as the elevator operator opened the doors. He couldn’t help shooting a glance at her tight firm rump as she entered the car ahead of him.
Joe idly wondered at her Cutey Mark. What did a scroll tied with a ribbon represent? He forgot that, while watching the gentle sway of her hind quarters as she boarded the elevator. Her well toned body didn’t seem to go with her grey mane and tail, the half lens glasses perched on her nose, or the wildly ruffled ascot she wore primly around her neck.
“Aren’t you a sweetheart?” The mare said with a grin, taking full notice of where he was staring. “Are you trying to be fresh with me?”
“No ma’am!” Joe vowed, while trying to ignore how good the hotel guest looked. She was sure hot for an Earth pony. “That would not be proper!”
“Pish and tosh!” The mare grinned. “I’m quite flattered. If you were a young mare you might be in serious trouble with your boss.” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “Speaking of such,” She glanced at the lovely filly running the elevator. “Hello sweetie. What’s your name? Are you having a nice day?”
The bright yellow Earth pony filly with a golden mane smiled shyly. “I’m Lemon Blossom.” She said in a sweet young voice. And I’m having a very nice day.”
The mare casually glanced at the filly’s flank. “What a lovely Cutie Mark!”
“The lemons and the pitcher of lemonade are all about my sunny disposition. You know, when life gives you lemons, make lemonade!”
“Oh, that’s wonderful!” The mare leaned closer. “We should talk more about your lovely Cutie Mark. I’m in room 515. Why don’t you stop by when you’re finished work for the evening?”
Joe watched as Lemon Blossom looked up into the older mare’s eyes. The mare daintily let the tip of her tongue slowly run over her upper lip. A curious smile lit up Lemon Blossom’s lovely face as she watched this not so subtle signal. Joe nearly whinnied at what seemed to be happening right in front of him!
Lemon Blossom paused for a moment, obviously thinking. Then she seemed to come to a decision. “Sure, ah, I’d like a chance to, um, t-talk with you some more, ma’am.” She said shyly. “My momma thinks I’m working a double shift until midnight because of the Gala, so everything is fine. I’ll stop by at six, okay?”
“I’m looking forward to it, honey.”
Joe gulped. The classy mare was a fillyfooler, and she was “hooking up” with an actual FILLY filly right in front of him! That was just so hot! She might be lanky and long of limb, but he happened to know that Lemon Blossom only just got her Cutie Mark the week before. All the stallions were taking notice of the young beauty, but the kid was barely legal! The two females weren’t even in season, but Joe had to struggle to prevent himself from displaying.
Somehow he managed to exit the elevator and lead the mare to her suite without embarrassing himself by displaying an erection. He did the usual routine after putting the luggage down. He drew the curtains in the day room, revealing the breathtaking view of the Palace. Then, he discreetly showed the way to the bedroom and spacious bathroom, before returning to stand next to the door. “Will that be all?” he asked eagerly, hoping for a big “keep your mouth shut” tip.
“I might have surprised you, if I wasn’t expecting such delightful company in just an hour’s time.” She smiled. “Young colt, you seem to have brought me luck.” She reached up a hoof and pulled a shining golden card from within her ascot’s ruffles. “I had reserved this suite, intending to stay the night after celebrating my recent election at the Gala. A discreet and private evening with a special new friend is much more to my liking. It’s politically safer, too. I would have had to dodge the news ponies if I met somepony special at the Gala, after all.” She reached out her hoof towards Joe. “Here, I’d like you to have this.”
Joe’s horn glowed, as he took possession of the gilded card. His eyes opened wide as his magic suspended it before them. “This is a ticket to the Grand Galloping Gala!”
“It certainly is, my friend. A handsome young stallion like you should have no problems meeting any number of lovely and willing young mares.” She winked. “Trust me. It’s even easier than picking up a frustrated bride’s maid at a wedding reception featuring an open bar.”
“Yes ma’am!” Joe practically shouted. “Thank you so much, ma’am! Don’t worry! What happens at the Marritrot stays at the Marritrot! It’s our unwritten rule! The Marritrot has a reputation of NO reputation!”
Joe cantered to the stairs, not wishing to run across Lemon Blossom in his agitated condition. “This could be it!” he gasped as his hooves thudded down the steps. “If I find the right mare, in season, with a few drinks in her, maybe, maybe she won’t be scared off!”
He rushed to the front desk. “I have to leave early.” He shouted at the concierge as he raced by.
“Joseph, this is the third time this week! What will I tell the boss?”
Joe didn’t even answer. He was a pony on a mission! He calmed down once he hit the street. Embarrassed, he realized he was still wearing his red bell-hop cap as he hurried toward the much cheaper hotel he was currently staying in, as his funds slowly dwindled away.
Pausing at a green grocer, he let out a frustrated sigh. “None are big enough.” He whispered while looking over the watermelon selection. “Magic just never feels the same as actual physical fruit penetra…” He shut his mouth, hoping nopony heard. “Never mind that, I don’t have time to waste!”
He took off again, heading for the tiny room he called home.
Tearing open his battered steamer trunk, Joe frantically looked for his prized possession. “Please don’t have any moth holes.” He whispered as he unpacked the tuxedo jacket he had purchased several years ago to cosplay as a secret pony operative at the very first Daring Doo convention. “I don’t have time to find something else!”
His horn glowed as he held the garment up to the light. “Thank Celestia!” he sighed. “It looks good as ever!”
Trying to keep calm, he took a hasty shower in the shared bathroom on his floor. It was just as well that there was no hot water. “Save it all for tonight.” He gasped through chattering teeth as he made sure to scrub his mane and tail.
Joe felt suave and debonair as he reached the entrance reserved for common ponies. Someday he would like to arrive as a “Somepony” and join the reception line to be greeted by Princess Celestia herself. He was kind of grateful not to be today. In the state he was in, he might not be able to restrain himself if he got THAT close to her Royal Gorgeousness. Would Celestia’s ever present guards throw him in a dungeon for daring to display a fearsome erection over the Royal Rump?
Still, while slender and oh so graceful, the Princess was by far the biggest pony in all of Equestria! There was something just so erotic about that. Would Princess Celestia be frightened off by his condition? Would he need to stand on a box? “Don’t think that!” he scolded himself, desperately turning his mind to the latest donut recipe he was working on. “Don’t blow your cover yet, Joe!”
He contented himself to watching the beautiful mares making their way up the grand staircase to be greeted personally by the princess. For some reason it was a tiny added thrill that the princess had not dressed for the occasion. Celestia’s glorious body was unclothed, while all other mares were dressed to the nines. It made her the point of focus for the whole ballroom!
“Announcing Ms. Pay Dirt” The royal page called. “Equestria’s leading purveyor of precious metals!”
Joe wasn’t really paying attention. Names meant nothing as he watched the proud parade of equine beauties (He was steadfastly ignoring the well dressed stallions) curtsy to the princess. If he thought about it, he would have felt a traitor when a flash of vivid red, over the glitter of shimmering gold, distracted him from contemplating Celestia’s snow white coat.
He stared in awe at the tawny mare with the fire red mane and tail. She was an Earth pony, but that hardly mattered. The glittering golden dress she wore fit her like a dream. There was a slit up the skirt, clear to her flank. It gave tantalizing glimpses of her Cutie Mark as she strode along. Joe tried to slow his racing heart, but it was no use. Somehow, some way, he felt he just had to get a good look at that mark!
He turned away and tried to clear his mind by exploring the layout of the Gala. In the state he was in, he just might display the second he got close to the golden beauty. He mingled, taking in the sights. That’s when he saw what he always thought of as something from a fairytale. “Holy Celestia!” he muttered. Futanari are real!”
Everypony was staring, and quickly looking away as the mysterious masked purple Pegasus looked all over, apparently searching for something. Somepony actually, judging by the state of her erection! Curiosity overrode his usual shyness around mares and Joe walked right up to her.
Lovely purple eyes behind her bandit mask glanced up at Joe. “Oh, good evening, sir.” She said in a somewhat snooty cultured voice.
“Well, well, what do we have here?” Joe said, hoping he sounded suave, and not like a dork.
“What does it look like?” she replied in an icy calm.
Joe glanced down at her penis and laughed nervously. “It looks like trouble!”
She sighed. “Look, I have, um, a marefriend I’m meeting here. You don’t need to be threatened by a futanari making time with your special somepony!”
Joe was startled. “Whoa there, sweet flanks. Don’t go putting the cart in front of the horse! Nopony minds you being here!”
She stared at him for a moment, and then suddenly blurted out “Donut Joe!”
How did she know him? Joe couldn’t help feeling oddly flattered. “That’s the name, toots. I make the best darn donuts in Equestria!”
She grinned knowingly at him. “I know, I’ve been to your shop a million times.”
Joe stared. What the hay? Was she toying with him for some reason? “What are you talking about, sugar rump? I’m still tryin’ to line up financial backing to open a little place here in Canterlot. You have no idea what a prime spot within the city walls cost.”
She looked sort of frightened and suddenly backtracked. “I, uh, I only meant you’ll undoubtedly make a million bits if your donuts are as good as you say.”
“They sure are!” Joe forgot her apprehensive look as a wonderfully wicked idea came to him. This could seal the deal! He stepped closer and dropped his voice so as not to be overheard. “Maybe we could help each other out here.”
She practically jumped out of her horse shoes. “Well, like I said, I have a marefriend. Sorry and all that, but I’m not interested in you in, uh, “That” way.”
It was Joe’s turn to be startled. “Hold up, sweet flanks. I ain’t looking for your type action.” He tried not to, but couldn’t help pointing at her raging erection. “Your delightful aroma is getting’ me all fired up, but that might put me off my stride, if ya know what I mean. I have a different proposition for ya.”
She glared at him from behind her mask. “I don’t have any bits to invest in a business venture.”
“I ain’t talking finances!” Joe shouted, before dropping to a more reasonable tone. “I just want to ask a tiny little favor. Let me explain. Any stallion that knows his way around a saltlick knows that the mares go simply gaga over the blessed.” He saw how all the mares were giving the Pegasus the eye. He had to be onto something here! “That’s true, isn’t it? It’s not just an old mare’s tale, right?”
She seemed a bit embarrassed by all the female attention she was garnering. “Well, I guess you could say it’s true. What’s this favor you want to ask?”
Now it was time to voice his plan. Would she agree? Joe gulped and launched into it. “Oh, it’s nothing much, really.” He lowered his voice. “Um, I’d just like to tag along a bit, you know, um, to pick up any frustrated mares looking for something like that.” He pointed at the quivering cock again. “I, um, well, could pick up your horny strays.”
She thought for a long moment before answering. “Okay Joe, just as long as you keep out of my way, and don’t think of ME as that randy mare!”
“No offence, but that thing you’re sporting doesn’t quite appeal to me.” Joe felt his cock begin to emerge and grinned nervously as he concentrated on his dismal bank account in an immense effort to hold it at bay. “I will hang back a bit though. Your scent is making it kinda difficult to keep my cool, if ya get my meanin’.”
“Okay Joe, you can tag along. Come on, I just have to find my friend!”
He couldn’t help noticing that there was a small shimmering puddle on the marble floor directly beneath the business end of her erection. “You ain’t kiddin’, sweet flanks. Lead on!” He dropped behind, and tried not to notice the sexy sway of her tail as he followed the futanari.
Waiting nervously at the hoof of the stairs, Pay Dirt finally heard her name announced. She felt more than a little bit of pride as she ascended the stairs. She had come a long way since her days as a Saloon filly, turning tricks to earn enough bits to stake her very first claim! She held her head high and proudly walked right up to Princess Celestia. She couldn’t help herself. She thought of Sunny waiting back at the penthouse, and smiled. “Good evening, Princess. You gave us a glorious day today. It was a bit warm in the,” She paused dramatically “Sun Butt, I did so enjoy it!”
The Princess just stared at her. Pay Dirt felt like sinking into the marble of the floor as the seconds stretched into eternity. “It’s so nice to see you again, Ms. Pay Dirt.” The Princess said coldly. Then, wonder of wonders, Celestia winked. “I am not unaware of the various nicknames my loyal subjects have attached to me.” She said softly. “Try not to use any around the guards. They take their duties quite seriously.”
“Sorry Princess.” Pay Dirt managed to say, while trying not to look around to see if guards were coming to take her away.
Celestia leaned closer and whispered. “Never you mind, but do be careful. Last year they incarcerated a young and upcoming fashion photographer for referring to me as Big Sexy. I had to pretend I thought it was just a problem with her heavy Slavic accent so I could justify giving her a royal pardon.”
Pay Dirt just nodded. Her respect and love for the princess growing by leaps and bounds. Celestia was truly a princess for the ponies!
“Greetings, Photo Finish!” Celestia called cheerfully as a garishly dressed mare charged up the stairs. “We were just speaking of you!”
“Ah, the magics are in the air tonight, mine Princess!” The enigmatic pony shouted. She turned to Pay Dirt. “You! I must photograph you in zat gown! You come see me at my studio, no?”
“No, I mean, yes, maybe I will.” Pay Dirt said with a grin. Sunny would like a portrait of her in this getup. Frankly, she would too. She felt so at ease completely surrounded by gold!
Leaving the princess, Pay Dirt stole a quick glance at that superb snow white rump. “In your dreams.” She muttered with a smile. “Princess Celestia is above the weakness of the flesh. Besides, she wouldn’t be a fillyfooler.”
In her rather aroused state, Pay Dirt made a bee-line to the bar. Looking forward to something a bit stronger than cider, she wasn’t looking where she was going. A rushing pony cantered right into her, and she ended up unceremoniously on the floor.
“Pardon me, ma’am!” the pony exclaimed. “I am so very sorry.”
Pay Dirt looked up and her eyes opened wide. Intending to tell off the clumsy foal, the words died on her tongue. She gazed in appreciation at a true rarity. She had never met a Futanari before, and here one comes and sweeps her off her hooves, sort of.
She looked the young Pegasus over. She was dressed in a daring lace body stocking. Someone clever had added modesty panels to the flanks, almost exactly matching the mare’s lovely purple coat. It gave the rather erotic impression that she was an overgrown blank-flank. Her mane was done up in an outlandish puff. She looked like a big purple dandelion. She wore a bandit mask in a further attempt to conceal her identity, and topped her look off with a darling little bejeweled top hat.
All of that was mere icing on the lovely cake. The bold futanari had chosen to advertise. She was fully erect, her glorious penis extending from a strategically placed little sleeve in the body stocking.
If only I wasn’t in heat. Pay Dirt thought bitterly as she climbed back to her hooves. It wouldn’t be cheating on Sunny if she went with a futanari, not if she concentrated her attentions on just her male aspect and kept her tongue away from the vagina! She smiled at the pony though, feeling lucky just to have met her. “Pardon me, my dear. It seems you have something, or perhaps somepony that urgently needs your attention. I have no wish to delay you in your time of need.”
The Pegasus giggled like a filly. “I guess you could say that.” Pay Dirt though her embarrassment was simply charming when she dropped to a nervous whisper. “I, I’m meeting my marefriend.”
Pay Dirt sighed as she watched the exotic beauty head for the bar. “What a shame. I’ve never dallied with a futanari, but it’s always been my policy not to interfere with young ponies in love.” Still, there was hope. She followed along at a discreet distance. She still intended to get her drink, but hoped she would also see just who the lucky mare was that would benefit from that big gorgeous penis.
Joe could not believe his luck! The futanari had bowled over the mare of his dreams! He felt a tiny twinge of jealousy at the red maned beauty’s obvious interest, but the futanari only headed off again in search of her friend. When the golden sheathed pony followed her, he brought up the rear, while intently inspecting her rear.
The bar was crowded with beautiful ponies of both sexes. Pay Dirt smiled. Since a futanari was there, it really should be ALL sexes. She sipped her Appletini and nodded her appreciation to the mare tending bar.
As Pay Dirt watched, the lovely futanari made a bee line to where a young blonde in the early bloom of marehood was surrounded by a group of aristocratic stallions. The pretty little Pegasus wore an outlandish modernistic gown and a pair of large sunglasses with triangular lenses. She pulled off the look adorably. It seemed like she too was intent on attending the Gala incognito.
She recognized prince BlueBlood, and cringed when he spoke. “My dear, would you care for another?”
The blonde had obviously had a few already. “Another teeny weenie Apple, uh, Applewhat’s it?” grinned sheepishly, having a bit of trouble with her memory. “Sure, Mister Prince Blueblood, I’d like that a lot!”
“It’s called an Appletini, my dear.” Blueblood said in the honeyed voice that had fooled many a careless mare into spending time with him, “I shale have another sparkling water.”
When the busy bartender served the drinks, the futanari shoved between Blueblood and his conquest of the evening. For some reason she just casually reached out a hoof and knocked over the drink, spilling it over the bar.
“How dare you!” BlueBlood roared in what he claimed was the Canterlot Royal Voice. Pay Dirt personally thought he was just a big mouth that liked to hear his own voice. He turned to look at the purple Pegasi and froze. “Sweet stars above! You, you are one of…THOSE!”
The Pegasi glared at him. “Yes, I am!” She turned to the bemused blonde. “Excuse me, is this stallion boring you? Why don't you talk to me instead? I'm a futanari."
The blonde looked at the newcomer for a moment. “Goodness, that’s a big doo-dang ya got there, Miss Futanari!” Pay Dirt stifled her laugh. Was this an elaborate public roleplay? No, it couldn’t be. She could almost swear that the tipsy blonde didn’t know the futanari.
“Let’s go get you some fresh air.” The futanari said as she grinned at her new friend. Pay Dirt smiled and raised her glass. She could really appreciate somepony boldly going for what they wanted. Besides, she knew Blueblood by reputation. She wouldn’t wish that lout on her worst enemy!
“Okay!” the blonde announced cheerfully, wobbling a bit as she stepped from the bar.
“Wait! You can’t take that commoner!” Blueblood stared at the futanari, his gaze obviously directed under her hindquarters. “Your staff is magnificent! With it, you may even be lovelier than I! Come with me to my apartments in the castle. We shall make beautiful music together!”
Uh-oh, the oats were out of the feedbag now! From the looks on the other stallion’s faces; they had no idea that Prince Blueblood’s barn door swung both ways. It amused, yet saddened Pay Dirt that they suddenly had important business elsewhere when they learned his preferences. When will such foolishness end? Lacking bigotry in this manner was Blueblood’s only redeeming value.
“No thank you!” The futanari snapped. She turned to her “date”. “Whatever happened to being a bit drunk on hard cider?” she asked for some reason.
“Oh wow, can I have some cider too?” The blonde said with a cute little hiccup. “The Appletoonies burn a bit goin’ down. I could use somethin’ refreshing!”
Pay Dirt finished her drink and made ready to follow the paired Pegasi when they left the bar. “If I’m very lucky, “she whispered. “That futanari is too “tense” to wait until she gets her little playmate home. I may not get any tonight, but I wouldn’t mind seeing somepony else get something warm, big, and hard!”
Joe could hardly contain his glee, or his penis, as he watched the Mare in Gold gulp down the rest of her drink in order to follow the futanari and her tipsy friend as they left the bar. His hastily thought out plan just might work! He happily trotted after her, trying to think of a way to get what he so dearly wanted.
Pay Dirt followed the lovely pair as they headed away from the Gala proper. She stopped when they did, watching with heart pounding. She couldn’t quite hear what they were discussing, but the futanari was starting to look disappointed.
Pay Dirt knew herself. She was in big trouble if the two went their separate ways. In her state, how would she keep from throwing herself at the hooves of an aroused and needy futanari? Would she have the strength of character to avoid a big belly?
Suddenly, the drunk blonde cried out in a very childish manner. “Goodnight kisses first! He wanted to get all kissy-face with me, but I wouldn’t let Mister Prince do that!”
“Sure, I’d like that.” The futa said in a husky voice.
“I bet you will.” Pay Dirt muttered as relief and jealousy played tug of war in her aroused body. Pure admiration won out. She stood and thrilled at the almost poetic beauty of mare kissing mare. Her body felt quite warm. Why did she have to get so aroused at a time she wasn’t seeing anypony? No matter. When she got home, she would slip into Sunny’s bedroom, and things would get wild! Meanwhile, it wouldn’t hurt to see just how far the anonymous futanari would take things with her inebriated friend.
Joe stared openly at the golden sheathed rump of the glamorous Earth pony. She was nearly the size of a stallion, but well formed and quite muscular. Joe had quite a thing for the strong athletic type. He loved seeing those toned flanks move beneath the gown as she shifted from hind hoof to hind hoof. The shimmering golden reflections were almost hypnotic.
Judging by her movements, watching mares kiss each other was turning her on as much as it was him. He fought like mad to keep from displaying. Too soon, and he might scare her off as he had so many times in the past. He dared to inhale deeply, and his hope grew. The gentle breeze brought him news that set his soul aflame. She was aroused! He could smell the heady perfume of her need! She was horny, had some alcohol in her, and was also coming into her heat! On top of all that, everypony knew that Earth ponies are easy! This was going to be the best night ever!
Pay Dirt’s jealousy faded. “Good thinking!” she whispered when the futanari motioned towards the Sculpture Garden. “Let’s find some privacy for you two lovebirds.”
Trying to keep from being noticed caused a bit of a problem. In all the twists and turns, Pay Dirt fell behind! She tried to tread softly as she attempted to keep up, but couldn’t risk the sound of pounding hooves announcing her presence.
“Dammit!” she hissed softly as she hunted for the randy couple. “I know they’re in here somewhere!” she whispered. “I have to find them before anything good happens. I don’t want to miss a blessed detail!” She heard the unmistakable sound of a mare’s delight, and tread softly around a group of stone figures. “There they are!” she whispered, as she watched the Pegasi put her face between her prone friend’s hind legs. “Oh yes!” she whispered. “Get her so horny she can’t say no!”
The sight and sound of a mare “grazing” so intently made Pay Dirt long for Sunny’s talented tongue. She looked around in frantic need, and suddenly smiled. “Why not?” She said softly. Growing up, she had quite a nice affair with the corner of her desk, the delightfully smooth posts of her bed, and on several memorable occasions, the coffee table in the living room while mom was out with her stallion of the week. Flipping up her tail, Pay Dirt backed her fevered body up against the plinth of a statue.
Joe trotted after his quarry, trying to ignore how his penis desperately wanted to emerge under cover of darkness. The statue garden was almost as twisty as the Royal Maze and Joe soon became lost.
“Horse apples!” he growled as he looked everywhere. Where did his golden mare go? He came to a sort of clearing in the statuary and sighed. There was the futanari and her friend. The beautiful mare couldn’t be far away! His eyes opened wide. His futanari friend was gobbling away, face between the hind legs of the cute blonde. She was wriggling around on her back, wings spread under her, obviously enjoying herself completely. He always wanted to try that with a mare!
He would have closed in for a better look, but there was Goldie! “Oh sweet Celestia!” he moaned. He watched in awe as the vision in gold backed up against a statue and lifted her lovely red tail high. Spreading her hind legs wider, she sort of humped her hindquarters against a well positioned corner of its base. He had heard that some mares bopped the corners of tables, but this was the first time he saw something like that with his own eyes. He lost his inner battle, and his penis surged out and rapidly grew erect.
Pay Dirt wiggled against a corner of the plinth, her tail thrashing from side to side. She was beyond caring if she tore her gown as the golden fabric was pressed firmly against her wetness. She tried to keep the sound of her own panting down, hoping that she wouldn’t be noticed.
“Oh stars above!” the futanari cried as she lifted her face from her lover’s center. “You are going to be so tight!”
The blonde whimpered and cried out. “No, don’t stop yet!” she begged. “I wasn’t there yet! I, I was so close!”
“I can make you feel even better.” The futanari said in a deep sultry voice.
“You c-can’t put that in me!” the younger Pegasus protested, even as she spread her hind legs wider. “What, what if it doesn’t fit?”
“I’ll be very careful.” The futanari assured.
“Just, just a little.” The worried blonde cried. “Don’t make any juice! I, I don’t wanna be a momma!”
“Yes!” Pay Dirt whispered as she watched the futanari position herself over her trembling lover. “Stick that thing in! Make that mare a mommy!”
This was the most exciting thing Pay Dirt had ever witnessed! She gulped, trying not to openly drool as the futanari began trying to get her wonderful member lined up with her lover’s sweetness.
Joe nervously closed in on his Golden Beauty. It was now or never! His horn glowed and magic gently began tugging that shimmering sheath of a dress upward.
Pay Dirt gasped and looked back over her shoulder. “What are you doing?” she whispered, trying not to disturb the couple before her. “Sir, get away from me!”
Joe gulped, and tried to sound smooth and debonair. “Let me assist you, milady.” He said softly as he continued to work the skirt upward.
Pay Dirt had just decided to make a break for it. She would miss the show, but she had no desire to let a stranger put a foal in her belly! She was just at the edge of galloping off as fast as she could, when she made the mistake of glancing down under his belly. “Oh sweet Celestia, bringer of the sun and moon, that thing is huge!”
Joe froze. “I’m sorry!” he gasped. “All the fillies back in high school were afraid of me, because I’m too big!”
Pay Dirt glanced at the couple before them. Had they been seen? The younger mare seemed worried. “Hush!” she hissed. “I don’t want to scare them off!”
The blonde was getting a bit frantic. “I think we’re being watched!” she cried fearfully.
“Who, Discord?” The futanari said while looking back at the big ugly statue towering above them. “He can’t do anything now.”
“No, the moon is so bright, ponies could see everything!”
“The Mare in the Moon won’t mind.” The futanari said as she sort of hunched around trying to wedge the head of her cock at her lover’s sex.
The blonde whimpered. “I didn’t mean her! What if ponies come to see the statues? They’ll see us!”
“We’re totally alone, my little pony. Nopony would ever come out here during the Gala. Just relax and let me make you feel good.”
Already nervous in her contemplation of the strange stallion’s huge shaft, Pay Dirt almost laughed and gave herself away. That futanari was a bit naïve. Didn’t she know that the Sculpture Garden was on practically everypony’s make out list on Gala nights? Ponies have been dodging guards for centuries to join the “Chisel and Mallet” club! The futanari had even stumbled upon the exact right place to claim her friend. Rumor had it that Princess Celestia ordered the guards to leave couples be, as long as they were making out on the small lawn in front of the work titled “Discord”.
The futanari suddenly gave a jabbing thrust and Pay Dirt gasped. “Nailed it.” She whispered, thrilled that she had witnessed the exquisite sight of somepony give up their virginity to a futanari.
“My maidenhead!” The blonde cried “Oh no, I, I’m not a maiden any more! How will I ever get married now?”
Joe gasped as he heard the mare’s cries. Great day in the morning! She was a virgin! Joe increased his concentration, and trembled as the magical energy he released increased his already tense state. With a glowing shimmer, his magic soon had the golden gown bunched up on the lovely mare’s back. Somehow it was sexier to see a pony rump when it had just been covered by clothing of some kind. “Just, just let me get a close look.” He whimpered, as he craned his neck and brought his head closer to her delectable hindquarters.
What in Hades was she doing? Watching a pony be deflowered was one thing. Pay Dirt was in serious trouble now, as the cool night air caressed her exposed bottom. “No stallion just wants to look!” she whispered angrily. She wanted to gallop off, or at least buck him in the nose she could continue watching unmolested. She couldn’t move though. It felt as if all four hooves were glued to the ground. All she could do was wriggle her warmth against smooth cool marble.
“Please, just let me get a good look!” Joe begged as he inched even closer. “It’s so much nicer than the magazine pictures, but the corner of the statue you’re humping is blocking my view!”
Pay Dirt felt his breath warm against her as he stared. Soon, a gentle glow cast a long shadow ahead of her. He was using a light spell to stare at her little ol’ coochie-pie! “How dare you say I was doing something so debased!” she whispered, as she strained to stop rubbing herself against the smooth cool marble.
“Goldie, pictures of mares masturbating are so exciting, but I just have to see! Please, let me see all of you!”
There was something almost heartbreaking in his plea. Without thinking, she stepped away from the plinth to give him a good clear view between her hind legs. A thought occurred to her. He had mentioned scaring fillies off. Now he was staring at her vagina by magic light, comparing it to pictures he had seen in magazines. Was this big, handsome, astoundingly hung stallion a VIRGIN?
Pay Dirt cursed the thought as soon as she had it. Back in her younger days at the mining camp, she had a “thing” for virgins. Her little idiosyncrasy set her plan back months while she worked hard accumulating enough bits to stake her first claim. If she even suspected a nervous young stallion was a virgin, his first “roll in the hay” in her private room over the saloon was a freebee. She usually kept him there all night, too. That wasn’t very good fiscal sense either. Even on a slow night she could service eight to ten paying “customers” and relieve them of the bits burning a hole in their saddle bags.
She tried not to think about the handsome pale stallion’s astoundingly huge member never knowing the soft caress of a mare’s body. She could be his first. She could change him from an overgrown colt into a stallion! Tonight was just far too dangerous! Her body quivered in its heat. At this point in her cycle, the instinctual need to be inseminated was almost overpowering.
Thank goodness she wasn’t a filly in her first heat! A fully grown mare had the willpower needed to avoid getting saddled with a foal. She couldn’t help thinking that the stallion’s pale amber coat and shock of unruly orange mane complemented her own tawny body and blazing red mane nicely. Their foal would be beautiful! No, she couldn’t think like that!
Pay Dirt concentrated. Not tonight! Not while she was in season! She felt a gentle touch on her rump and shuddered in a delight she just couldn’t suppress. “Hooves off!” she hissed, trying to sound stern. “We can’t let them hear us, or they might stop!” She tried to keep her attention on the mating pair ahead of her, while hoping the stallion behind her would mind his manners!
The blonde seemed to be calming down a bit. “Oh, it, it doesn’t hurt any more, um, not much.” She said before kissing her lover again. “Ya gotta be careful though. If ya squirt, I’ll get a belly full’ a foal!”
“Tell me when to stop.” The futanari said. “I swear I’ll pull out when you tell me to, okay?”
“Kay!” The blonde said nervously as she reached up for her lover. “You, you seem honest. I think I can trust you!”
Pay Dirt nearly laughed again. “What a naïve filly. Don’t you know anything about the lure of the futanari? You’ll never want to tell a futanari to stop once you let her mount you! I’m an Earth pony, and even I know that much!” She gasped, when a second hoof settled on her rump. “Hey, cut it out!” she said softly through clenched teeth. “Go buy a watermelon, you misguided stud!”
Joe felt harder than he ever had in his life. Watching his new futanari friend claim that pretty little blonde was so exciting! Being this close to a mare in heat multiplied his arousal by a thousand! He sort of walked his front hooves up from the Mare in Gold’s firm muscular rump until they rested lightly on her shoulders. Being careful not to put too much of his weight on her, he reared up and started carefully trying to line himself up with her. This was it! It was finally going to happen!
Pay Dirt whimpered when he had his hooves on her shoulders. She had let things go way too far! “Get off of me!” she gasped, her voice sounding weak in her ears. “I, I told you no touching!”
“Keep quiet!” Joe whispered. “Don’t scare them off!”
She should run! She should lash back with a hind leg and get out of here! Pay Dirt cursed her little fetish for virgin stallions. Even now, it was combining with her being in season. She could feel her willpower beginning to waver! Being a bit of a Size Mare was only adding an additional complication. “Not tonight, Buster!” she gasped, as he started to inexpertly poke around her tender regions with the head of that mighty organ. “I’m in heat!”
“Sweet Celestia, I know!” Joe said dreamily as he desperately tried to gain the entry he so badly needed.
“Don’t you dare put that huge thing in me!” Pay Dirt whispered nervously as the huge member moved under her body.
Joe groaned as he kept on trying. “I gotta try!” he said huskily. “Please, I have to feel inside you!”
“Not at this time in my cycle you don’t!” Pay Dirt gasped. The broad head slipped over her damp labia, causing her to unintentionally moan. “Get that beast away from my kitty!” she gasped when it roughly rubbed against her again.
“Almost, I, I almost got it!” He said through gritted teeth.
“My life is just the way I want it!” Pay Dirt whimpered as he jabbed roughly against her dripping vaginal opening. “You can’t go in today! I, I’ll tell ya what. Just watch the free show, and then I’ll give you a hoof and mouth job that will curl your tail!”
He was so close. There was no stopping now! “Just let me put it in!” he begged, as he once again felt the head slide over delightfully slippery warmth. “Just for a second or two, okay?”
Pay Dirt whimpered, body trembling. She had to keep control of the situation! She watched the lovers before her, rutting in the moonlight as she tried to ignore the huge organ trying to find its way into her body. “Not even for one second!” She hissed keeping her eyes locked on the lovers so she wasn’t tempted to look under herself at that huge organ. “I’m no naïve virgin. If you pop off in me, I’ll be carrying your foal for sure! Now cut it out and let me watch those two!”
The little blonde was panting harder now. “Miss Futanari, be careful!” She begged. “Don’t do anything inside me!”
“Do you want me to stop?” her lover asked with a breathless quaver in her voice.
“NO! Not yet Miss Futanari! Please don’t stop yet! You just gotta be careful!”
The rubbing and jabbing against her slit was driving Pay Dirt crazy as waited for the silly mare to get herself a belly full of futanari cream. In the heat of the moment, she acted without thinking. “Hold still, Dammit!” she snapped, as she reached under herself with a front hoof. She gave the iron hard shaft a well practiced little nudge, while thrusting her rump back at him. The astoundingly broad head spread her labia with a slowness that made her pant for more. Then it popped right in!
Joe couldn’t help grunting. “It’s so hot inside you!” he moaned, as he carefully started to wedge more of his massive shaft into the mare beneath him. “You’re so tight! It’s like your sucking me in deeper!”
The sudden fullness she felt within her managed to clear her mind a little. “Oh horse apples, what have I done?” she gasped as the stallion slowly slid deeper. It felt fantastic, but panic made her heart race. “Take it out! Take it out right this minute!” she hissed through clenched teeth.
Joe lowered his body onto her back, and hugged her with his front legs. “Oh yes!” he cried, as he forced his hugely engorged member into her. “It’s so tight! Watermelon can’t hold a candle to this!”
Pay Dirt trembled as her body was invaded by the biggest penis she had ever encountered. It just went deeper and deeper. A mare’s vaginal sheath was very deep to accommodate the build of a stallion. Right now Pay Dirt felt like she was being stretched out of shape by this amazing stud! It was simply glorious! “So full!” she said dreamily as this handsome stranger gave up his virginity to her. She whimpered when for the first time in her life, a stallion bottomed out in her. It was oh so dangerous, but the head of his cock seemed to just kiss the mouth of her womb. “I was never so full before!” she moaned.
“Did I hurt you?” Joe asked worriedly. “I, I could pull out now.”
“Just hold still for a minute, for Celestia’s sake!” Pay Dirt said sharply, lowering her voice so she wouldn’t scare off the futanari and her naïve lover. “I mean, there’s no need to be so hasty since you’re already, um, mounted. Just promise me you’ll pull out before you cum, okay Buster? I’m in season, and can’t have any mistakes. I’ll finish that python off with my mouth. I think I can get the head in, and if I can get the head in, I can get it into my throat. I damn sure mean to give it my best try! Just promise to pull out in plenty of time and I’ll give you the best blow-job a stallion ever had!”
Joe solemnly swore. “I promise, Goldie! There’s no way I want to cause you any problems!”
“Okay, good. Now you can move a little, if you want.”
Joe didn’t need to be asked twice. “You’re so tight around me.” He breathed as he slowly withdrew until only about a third of him remained in her tight hot tunnel. He could feel the night air chill the glistening dampness she had left on the exposed flesh of his cock. “This is better than I ever dreamed!” he gasped, as he slowly pushed back in.
“Take it slow and easy, Buster.” Pay Dirt moaned. “Don’t just ram in and out. You’ll pop off too soon. You have to hold on so I can finish you safely with my mouth! Can you do that?”
Joe moaned. “Yes, I think so!”
“Don’t just think!” Pay Dirt hissed. “Remember, not one drop inside of me!”
“I, I can do it.” He slowly pushed his member in and out of that tantalizing snugness. “I, I won’t slip up.”
Nostrils flaring, Pay Dirt trembled as her inexperienced lover found his pace. She tried to ignore the feelings within while watching the young lovers before her. “Just you look at that mare.” She said huskily. “Can you imagine somepony being naïve enough to trust a total stranger to pull out in time?”
Joe felt like he was in heaven! Watching the futanari fuck her marefriend while finally losing his cursed virginity was wonderful! It was better than he ever dreamed his first time could ever be! “She, she’s gonna get a foal for sure!” he hissed in his lover’s ear. Joe couldn’t help a moan of delight. He had a lover!
Trying to hold her own growing needs at bay, Pay Dirt watched in awe as the futanari jabbed over and over into her lover. The pretty little thing was panting and mewling most delightfully as her lover worked to grant them both pleasure. As for pleasure, Pay Dirt couldn’t help letting a whimper escape her trembling lips. “Buster, you’re huge!” she managed to moan. “You should have found yourself an experienced mare long ago, instead of shocking fillies with that thing! I am so glad you waited for me though! Just you wait until it’s safe. I won’t let you leave my bedroom for a week!”
Joe wasn’t even watching the free show any more. He had his face buried in that dazzling red mane, and inhaled deeply. The scent of delicately flowered soap mingled so excitingly with the good clean honest sweat of a pony in her heat. “I’m glad I found you.” He groaned as her amazing sheath rippled around him. “You’re the mare of my dreams!”
Pay Dirt was happy to hear her lover’s complements, but things were drawing to a climax, quite literally for the couple they were spying on. The futanari was panting loudly, and her movements were getting very erratic. Pay Dirt’s professional and private experience told her the time was right. “Hush!” she ordered. “She’s almost ready to blow! Don’t distract them now!”
The little blonde seemed to know it too. “Hold back!” she begged. “Just, just for a little bit more! I, uh, I’m gonna go crazy! You gotta make me go pop, but ya hafta pull out before an accident happens!”
“Just you tell me when.” The futanari panted loudly as her movements grew ragged and rougher. “I, I can hold on a little while longer.”
“She, she’s lying!” Pay Dirt gasped quietly as the massive organ plowed harder into her. “That foolish foal is about to get shot down! The silly little thing is gonna be a mommy before this night is over! It serves her right for being naïve enough to trust a horny stranger!”
The prone mare suddenly hugged her futanari lover convulsively tight with all four legs. “Don’t stop!” she wailed, as her body began to shake. “D-Don’t stop, but don’t squirt a foal in me!”
“Can’t stop it!” The futanari cried, as she rammed in deeply.
“She’s doing it!” Pay Dirt panted as she moved to meet the thrusts of the wonderfully endowed stallion pounding against her rump. “The futanari is knocking up her little playmate!” A worried frown crossed her face as the shaft within her seemed to swell even thicker. “How are you holdin’ out, Buster?” she gasped. “Remember the agreement. I, I don’t want to be in her horse shoes! You, you better pull out now.”
Joe hardly heard the words as he felt the heavenly warmth rippling around his shaft. He felt his insides sort of tighten up. He was getting so close now! Intellectually, he knew he should stop, but how could he? Joe was about to cum in a mare for the very first time! That pushed all rational thought from his fevered mind. “Can’t stop it!” he moaned, echoing the futanari as he thrust even faster.
Pay Dirt’s eyes opened wide as the meaning of his words sank in. “What? No! Don’t you dare!” she hissed through clenched teeth, trying to ignore her racing heart and quivering body. “Stop that right now Buster!” she gasped, as the massive cock within her gave a mighty throb. The stallion was about to cum deep within her! “I said not inside!” she moaned, her body teetered at the very brink of orgasm. “Oh sweet Celestia, pull it out right now! Shoot on my flanks, in my face, up my anus! You can’t do it inside of me!”
Joe held his golden lover tight, squeezing her with his strong front legs. “Too late!” he groaned as his balls tightened up. He exploded! He felt the pressure of the fluid as it boiled up the length of his cock to erupt in the golden mare’s wonderful snugness. Masturbation never felt like this! His climax was almost frightening in its intensity. He planted himself just as deep as he could, the head of his spasming spurting cock pressed firmly against the mouth of his lover’s womb.
Pay Dirt could hardly breathe. Paid client or invited guest, no stallion had ever held her so tight while filling her so much. She couldn’t think. She couldn’t speak. She couldn’t move. She didn’t want to move! Her body was wracked by orgasmic delights, as she watched the mating being consummated before her. Before long, hot gooey fluid was oozing down her inner hind legs, as the strange stallion continued to pump his virile ejaculate into her fertile body.
Joe felt like king of the world! He never shot off this hard before! Groaning as his body throbbed; he just kept right on spasming inside the mare, pumping her full of his seed. It seemed to go on forever, but at the same time was over far too soon.
Dazed, the still hard cock nestled deep within her; Day Dirt slowly came to her senses. She heard the younger mare giggling. “Miss Futanari, you sure made a mess of me.”
The futanari was obviously amused. “You’re still drunk, kiddo.”
“Maybe, but this is the best night ever!”
Suddenly, the futanari gasped. “Time’s up! I promise, you are going to have a wonderful life! Remember, someday you will know everything about me!”
“Will I ever see you again?” her lover asked playfully, but with a hint of longing in her sweet young voice.
“I swear it!” The futanari vowed as she pulled her softening cock from her lover’s body. “It may take a while, but I swear we shall make love again! It won’t just be one more time, either!”
The blonde staggered to her hooves. “I’ll wait for you, Miss Mysterious Futanari! I promise I will!”
Pausing only for a quick kiss, the futanari leaped into the air. “I have to go now! You were superb, my little pony! We will meet again!”
Pay Dirt came close to laughing when the futanari very nearly smacked something near and dear to her against the head of the statue she flew over. She didn’t though. Embarrassment at her predicament was edging her closer and closer to anger. She watched as the young mother-to-be spread her wings, seem to think better of it, and stagger off whistling a happy tune. At least somepony was facing her future with a light heart!
Joe took a deep breath, feeling nothing but satisfaction while his still hard cock was buried in his lover’s body. He watched as the futanari flew off, and her pretty little marefriend wandered away whistling cheerfully. “I guess futanari are the love ‘em and leave ‘em type. Not me.” He gave a little push, to emphasize his words. “I’m still hard. How about it Goldie, can we go again?”
Pay Dirt closed her eyes and managed to keep her temper in check. “Kindly remove your sword from my scabbard, and get off of my back.” She said with an icy calm.
Joe couldn’t help a nervous little laugh. “I’ve never been called a sword before.” He said as he slowly backed off of his lover. His cock exited her with a loud sloppy squelch. A huge gout of semen rushed out of her to dribble onto the path. “Wow, you’re a mess. Um, I mean, sorry about that.” He said cheerfully.
“Sorry, he says.” Pay Dirt snorted. “You shoot a foal in my belly, and sorry is all you can say?”
The sudden pang of guilt he felt made Joe’s member rapidly lose interest. “I, uh, we, um, we could get married.” He said, trying to be noble.
“Buster, I know nothing about you. Why would I marry you, when I have the sweetest mare in all of Equestria waiting at home for me?”
“You trot on both sides of the paddock?” Joe asked with obvious interest. “That’s so hot! Is your marefriend pretty? I would love to see you kissing her!”
Pay Dirt groaned and put a hoof to her forehead. “I need a drink.” She sighed. “No, strike that. Thanks to you, I’ll have to quit drinking. I’m not risking my foal just because I made an asinine mistake and let you shove that beaut, um, monstrous thing inside of me!”
“B-But, you did let me!” Joe said softly. “You even helped me get it inside of you! Why are you angry with me now, just because I, um, made a tiny mistake?”
“Mistake you call it? Do you even realize what’s going to happen to me in eleven months? Your tiny mistake has changed the course of my life! A few minutes of fun for you, has given me a life long commitment.”
“It was more than just fun.” Joe whispered to the fiery redhead. “You were my first.”
Pay Dirt saw the hurt look in his eyes, and her anger lost all of its steam. Taking a deep breath, she let it out in an explosive sigh. “Sorry Buster, I’m not mad at you. I don’t even blame you, not really.” She gave him a crooked smile. “I’m just mad at myself. I should know better than to trust a horny virgin to pull out when he’s enjoying his first piece of tail with a pony as hot as me. I’m no better than that silly little mare trusting a horny futanari!”
Suddenly, Joe felt knocked back down to size. He rubbed a front hoof through his mane. “You are hot.” He said softly. “It, um, I mean you felt just too good! I wanted to keep riding you forever!”
Pay Dirt couldn’t help a soft laugh. “I’ll take that as a complement.”
“That’s how I meant it!” Joe insisted.
“Listen Buster, I’m letting you off the hook. I’m pretty well fixed, so you don’t have to worry about foal support or marrying me. Let’s just say we both got carried away, and call it a learning experience.”
Oddly, Joe felt a vague sense of loss he couldn’t explain. Still, he got away with it! He showed a mare just what a stallion can do, and relieved himself of his pesky virginity in the process. If Goldie got pregnant, that was her fault, not his! His cock throbbed at the thought, and he grinned. “What do you think, Goldie?” He asked in what he thought of as his best “Stallion on the Prowl” voice. “Could we see each other again?” He even threw in a playful wink.
“Don’t push your luck, Buster.” Pay Dirt said with a sigh.
“Well, how about right now?” Joe took a step closer to the golden mare. “I’m still hard.” He put a hoof gently but rather possessively on her rump. “My plan already got you pregnant. The damage is done. I can’t get you MORE pregnant, after all. How about round two? I’m just dying to know what my own sloppy seconds feel like!” He reared up and attempted to mount her again. “You can’t say no now, since we already did it!”
“You planned al of this?” Pay Dirt danced away from him, her anger flaring up again. “Buster, are you telling me that you planned to knock me up? What are you, some kind of stalker?”
“No Goldie, I didn’t mean it like that. I just knew that following a futanari would lead me to horny mares she turned down. It was just luck that she ran into you!”
“So you were in league with that futa-slut?” Pay Dirt snapped. “I was just some pitiful cast off you could get a first time thrill with? Are you going to regale her with the story over a few drinks later? How much did she charge you to let you follow her around, anyway?”
Joe backed away, his penis rapidly withdrawing into his body. “It wasn’t like that!” he said heatedly. “I didn’t pay her a single bit! Heck, I don’t know her! Things just sort of happened in my favor! Besides, you let me do it!”
“I told you to pull out, Buster!” Pay Dirt shouted. “You sir, are a cad!”
Joe glared. “That’s rich, coming from an Earth pony!”
“What did you say?” she asked.
“Everypony knows that Earth ponies go after Unicorns!”
An Earth Pony guard rushed up to them. “What’s going on here?” She asked. “Ma’am, is this stallion bothering you?”
“No I wasn’t!” Joe said quietly. “It’s just a, well, lover’s quarrel! You know how emotional Earth pony mares can get!”
“No sir.” The guard said as she glared at Joe. “Why don’t you tell me about it?”
Pay Dirt tried to make herself more presentable. She gave a little shimmy, hoping the guard didn’t notice her creamy pie before the wrinkled skirt of her gown slithered back down over her flanks. “Never mind him, officer.” She said haughtily. “He isn’t worth the trouble.”
“Well I never!” Joe said. Trying to figure out the sudden feeling of shame he was experiencing.
“You never will again.” Pay Dirt snapped.
“Imagine a silly Earth pony mare making all this fuss after offering herself to me.” Joe snorted, and turned to leave. He almost ruined his exit by running headfirst into a tree.
“Ma’am would you like to press any charges?” the guard asked softly as the stallion galloped off. “From the looks of things,” She gave a little sniff. “Not to mention the scent, more than an argument happened here.”
Pay Dirt sighed. “No, everything’s fine. It was all just a misunderstanding.”
“If you change your mind, just contact any guard member. We’re here to help.” The mare looked around. “Have you seen a futanari?” she asked hopefully. “No matter, the night is still young and my squad leader said he wants to see me later tonight.” She ambled off with a happy smile.
Moments later, Pay Dirt hailed a cab. “The Étrier et Selle building, my good pony.”
“That’s some ritzy place.” The driver said as he shrugged out of his harness to open the door for her. “Is it true that if yous has to ask the price, ya can’t afford to live there? Never mind that. I’ll get ya there.”
Pay Dirt felt her face grow warm when the driver gave a discreet sniff. He never lost a beat, but pulled a towel from a rail and sort of casually draped it over the seat before helping her into his cab. “Thank you.” She said softly.
“No problem, toots. Me and the missus have gone to the Gala before. We know what it can be like.” He winked. “It was her idea to stock towels.”
During the short carriage ride home, Pay Dirt wondered what in Equestria she was she going to say to Sunny. Sunny had willingly tossed the dice and ended up pregnant. After lecturing her, and making snide comments about how she got in her condition, she had gone and done something stupid. “I even said she acted like a filly in her first heat.” Pay Dirt felt her face grow warm. “Then I went and trusted a stallion I knew was a virgin to pull out in time. Sunny is going to think I’m a hypocrite, or worse, an idiot!”
Tapping a hoof lightly against her lover’s bedroom door, Pay Dirt tried to sound cheerful. “Sunny, are you up?”
“Up and waiting for you sweetie.” Sunflower said coyly.
Pay Dirt eased the door open. “Sunny, can we talk?”
Sunflower put down her book and watched as her boss nervously entered the room. Her nostrils flared. Suddenly, her room was filled with the musky mushroomy smell of spent stallion and sated mare. Her eyes opened wide when she saw how rumpled the beautiful golden gown was, and the disheveled state of that glorious red mane. “Oh Boss, what have you done?”
Pay Dirt felt more embarrassed than she ever had in her life. “Uh, would you believe I never got his name?”
Sunflower threw off the covers and jumped out of bed. She ran to her friend and hugged her tight with her front legs. “Boss, this is the best thing you’ve ever done for me!”
Startled, Pay Dirt just let herself feel secure in Sunny’s embrace for a moment before she spoke. “You, you aren’t angry?”
“Don’t be silly. Why would I be angry?”
“Because I went and did just what I lectured you about! I’m a hypocrite and a fool!”
“Nope, but you will be a mommy! Boss, we’ll raise our foals together! We’ll be almost like a family!”
Pay Dirt suddenly found herself sniffing back her tears. “There’s no almost about it, lover.” She pulled away from Sunny, and bowed, head nearly touching the floor. “Sunflower Meadows, would you do me the honor of being my bride?”
“Oh Boss, of course I will!”
The ponies laughed and cried. To be more precise, they laughed while crying. “Sunny-love, I need to clean up. Then, well, don’t plan on sleeping any time soon, okay?”
Sunflower eyed her partner. Horn glowing, she gave her a nudge towards the bed. “I’ll clean you up, Boss.” She said coyly, before letting her tongue slip out to swipe over her nose. “Now be a good filly and get in bed.”
“Sunny, I said I need to clean up!” Pay Dirt tried to gallop off to the bathroom, but magic grabbed her tail and tugged almost painfully hard. “Sunny, I’m still dripping! I know you don’t like messes!”
“Pish and tosh!” Sunflower said with a grin. “Who was it that wouldn’t take no for an answer when I came home with a creamy-coochie?”
Pay Dirt laughed. “If you’re gonna say it, say it right.”
“Okay Boss.” Sunflower dramatically cleared her throat. “Boss, I want to eat out that nasty filthy creamy-pie a total stranger gave you!” She giggled. “Besides, I don’t want you rubbing stallion goo all over me in one of your frottage frenzies, or letting it leak onto my bed while you torment me by sucking my horn!”
“But you’re fine with eating it?” Pay Dirt snickered. “Sweet Celestia, my fiancée is weird!”
“Boss, my love, shut up and assume the position!”
“Yes ma’am!” Pay Dirt cried. She didn’t even shuck out of her gown. It was pretty much ruined anyway, and would help keep the semen from Sunny’s sheets. She jumped on the bed, rolled over on her back, and spread her hind legs just as far as she could.
Sunflower stared between her beloved’s hind legs. “Goodness, your stallion sure made a mess of you.” She said quietly.
Pay Dirt looked down her body at her tender leaking vagina. “Buster seems to cum more than your friendly guard, that’s for sure. You were just a little, uh, saucy. I, on the other hoof, am swamped.”
For the first time in their long partnership, Sunflower hesitated before putting her mouth to that gorgeous marehood. “Does, um, it taste nasty?” she asked in a tiny fillylike voice.
“Oh honey, you still haven’t tried oral on a stallion yet?”
“I certainly have not!” Sunflower said huffily.
“Sunny, you had me teach you how to throat a zucchini! You still practice, I’ve seen you!”
“Boss, I only do that because it seriously turns you on! Semen is supposed to go in only one place!” Sunflower said firmly. “If the creator wanted it to go elsewhere, she would have put a coochie on our faces! I want to know what nasty stallion convinced mares that they should suck ding-a-lings!”
“Sunny, its okay to admit you don’t want to do it.” Pay Dirt scooted to the edge of the bed. “I don’t mind at all. I’ll just grab a quick shower and a nice cleansing douche. Then I’ll be all nice and clean for your wonderful tongue.”
“Boss, I know I can do this!” Sunflower cried. “You made me feel so good after my being bred. I want to let you know how much I appreciated it.”
Pay Dirt watched as her Sunny tried to will herself to stick her muzzle right in the stallion seed still freely oozing from her. The poor thing seemed frozen, just staring at the pearly ooze glazing her sex. “That’s it. Let me go to the bathroom and…Oh SUNNY!” she cried, as her lover suddenly just shoved her face right in.
Sunflower couldn’t bring herself to stick her tongue into that soupy mess, but she forced herself to purse her lips and take a timid little sip. Thick warm slime entered her mouth. The musky beastly taste was not what she would call delicious by any means, but it wasn’t nearly as nasty as she always thought it would be. She lifted her head and squinted at her lover through fogged lenses, not sure what to do with the fluid in her mouth. After a long indecisive moment, she managed to gulp it down. “You, uh, eat this all the time?” she said thickly, her muzzle slimed and shiny with the unknown stallion’s ejaculate.
“What? I do not eat it all the time! I’m not that kind of mare!” Pay Dirt giggled, ruining her attempt to sound insulted. “I just give the occasional blow-job if a stallion asks very politely. It really gives you a feeling of power to know you’re driving them absolutely crazy with only your mouth. Once or twice a moon I go to the Canterlot train station and visit the gloryhole between the mares and stallions necessary stalls.”
“Oh, I’ve read all about gloryholes in Play Filly, um, I mean, Boss, that’s disgusting!” Sunflower couldn’t hide a slight grin. “Is that what you have me enter in the books under petty bits as Miscellaneous Income? I thought ponies were paying you for business tips.”
“Well, I do like to keep a hoof in on the old business. Perhaps you should spell it as “Miscellaneous Cum Intake”, but that would be embarrassing during an audit.”
Studying her boss intently, Sunflower just had to ask. “Oral only, or do you lift tail and back up to the wall?”
Pay Dirt felt herself blush. “Do you remember a couple of years ago when you had to use your magic to pull a very large splinter from my rump? I complained by anonymous letter to Pullman Couch, the station manager. Within a day the walls were sanded and freshly white washed. I’m sure my mentioning the time and date of my next visit had something to do with the hole being carefully smoothed instead of being covered over. I tell you what. For an old coot, that stallion sure has a pretty cock. It was a pure pleasure to suck him off.”
“Boss, what if you don’t want the goo in your mouth? You’d be in grave danger of getting shot in the face!”
Pay Dirt giggled. “Sunny, I should have dragged you to a couple of the Buck Kake parties the big mining consortiums used to host to keep their underpaid workers happy.”
“Boss, you know that even back then, I couldn’t stand crowds. Wait, what in Equestria is a Buck Kake party?” Sunflower asked, suspecting she already knew the answer.
Pay Dirt smiled fondly at the memory. “Imagine me, sitting on my haunches, sprinkled liberally with hot fresh urine donated by a virgin filly in her first heat.” Pay Dirt giggled. “I hear they paid certified virgins a premium to pee in a bucket on their most fertile days. Anyway, fifty or so eager young studs would be led in. One sniff of me soaked in aromatic virgin mare piss, and they’d be displaying in no time!”
“Picture those panting snorting studs as the pretty Unicorn fluffers used their magic to stroke their beautiful cocks, and aim them right at my smiling face. Each stud would explode in turn! Many of them came back for a second and third “milking”. By the end of the event, I’d be coated in stallion goo. It was marvelous!”
“Unicorn fluffers, like they use to keep stallions erect between takes while filming dirty motion pictures?” Sunflower asked softly.
“That’s exactly what I mean.” Pay Dirt grinned. “I think maybe I really should have brought you along.”
Sunflower pictured herself stroking cock after cock with her magic, and felt warmth spreading through her body as she imagined them pumping their filthy messes on her beloved boss’s lovely face. “I, um, I can give good magic.” She said huskily. “I just make sure to contain the mess until he’s finished, and then drop it somewhere discreet when he isn’t looking.”
Pay Dirt grinned. “If what your magic does to my clitoris is any indication, the stallions must love it!” She grew thoughtful. “Come to think of it, that’s when I first suspected that it wasn’t just you, and that all Unicorns get turned on by using magic. No matter how many times the hosting MC ordered them not to, the greedy little tramps always lifted their tails for the biggest cocks and things would degenerate into an all out orgy.” She smiled dreamily. “Good times!”
“You, you let fifty stallions ejaculate on your face?” Sunflower shuddered at the sheer perversity. She felt herself grow damp at the thought of such a mess dripping from her boss’s body. She hated messes, but to her shame, loved reading stories about mares getting caught up in gang bangs and being showered in semen! “That’s disgusting! I’d never let somepony get their mess on my face, never mind fifty!”
“Honey Mare” Pay Dirt said softly. “You do know that you have semen dripping from your muzzle, don’t you?”
Sunflower was startled, and touched a hoof to her chin. Sure enough, it came away wet with the stranger’s fluids. To her shock, she felt no urgent need to gallop off to wash her face. “I, I must look horrible.” She said softly, before gingerly wiping her hoof off on the sheets.
“Are you alright?” Pay Dirt asked softly. “Do you need a moment? Should I get you a wash cloth and towel?”
“No, I, um, I’m good.” Sunflower smiled shyly. “My guard tried to talk me into sucking him since he knew I was in heat. I kind of panicked at the thought of a penis squirting all that mess near my face and lifted my tail instead. If I ever see him again, perhaps I’ll give it a try.”
“At least he showed some consideration. My stud just climbed right on!” Pay Dirt thought a moment. “Giving him a B-J would be a challenge though. That monster might get stuck in my throat, the head was so big! I’d choke to death.” Her eyes sparkled as she sighed dreamily. “Sweet Celestia, what a way to go!”
“Somepony is a Size Mare!” Sunflower taunted in a sing song voice like a school filly.
Pay Dirt would have protested, but any thought of it slipped from her mind as her fiancée suddenly just shoved her muzzle into the gooey swamp between her hind legs. “Oh Sunny!” She cooed, as that golden tongue began to stir the seminal fluid inside of her.
Now that she was getting a little used to it, Sunflower decided that semen didn’t really taste SO bad. It wasn’t the best thing she ever had in her mouth, but she could tolerate it. Maybe that was just because she could taste the wonderful flavor of boss mingled throughout the goo. She swallowed more of the leftover semen, hoping that would change the balance and bring the essence of mare out stronger. It did! Sunflower darted her tongue deeper to try and clear even more, before attacking the precious jewel of her lover’s swollen clitoris.
Pay Dirt couldn’t help whinnying as her beloved Sunny managed to get back into her wonderful oral stride. She could not believe that the normally prissy pony was pressing her lovely face into what was undoubtedly the biggest gooiest creamy pie she had ever received! It was driving her crazy just knowing that Sunny was actually eating a strange stallion’s cum out of her trembling body! “Sweet Celestia, Sunny, I love you so much!” she cried, as her hooves gently stroked the raven black tresses of her lover’s gorgeous mane.
Sunflower tried not to think about sperm wriggling in her tummy as she kept alternating between fluttering her tongue on Boss’s clit, and driving it deep into her to try and get out the last of the stranger’s semen. She wasn’t foolishly trying to prevent pregnancy as she swallowed again and again. She was just trying to improve the taste by getting rid of the stallion’s juice! It was working!
Long as her tongue was, it was no match for the length of any stallion’s penis, or the accommodating depth of a mare’s vaginal tunnel. There was no way Sunflower could reach deep enough into her lover’s body to cleanse her cervix of the sperm heavy semen still wetly bathing it. She had consumed enough for her own greedy purposes though.
Sunflower could now enjoy the taste of pure beautiful mare, with just a hint of salty musk from the unknown stallion that had shot a foal into her belly. She was amazed that she wasn’t repulsed by it. The heavy musk was like a spice. In small quantities, it somehow enhanced the wonderful taste of the precious vagina she so loved licking!
Pay Dirt thrashed on the bed. How could Sunny move her tongue like that without magic? She couldn’t hold back against the glorious onslaught and soon succumbed. “Oh Sunny!” she wailed as her body spasmed. She forced her hooves away from her lover’s head, and ended up beating them on the mattress as the delightful torment only continued.
Sunflower loved the sexy whinnies and snorts her boss made when she really let loose! She had to use her front legs to pin her lover’s hind legs to the bed, as her beloved boss began bucking and bouncing on the bed. Suddenly, she found she had to start swallowing again as wetness erupted.
The whinnies turned to near sobs, the sound falling somewhere between ecstasy and desperation as Pay Dirt was forced from one orgasmic peak to the next. She wanted to beg Sunny to ease up, but could only writhe as her soul took flight.
Sunflower panted as she tried to catch her breath when it was all over. She grinned up at her boss. “Are you okay?” she asked, feeling a little uneasy at how her lover’s eyes were rolled back until you could just see the whites.
Pay Dirt couldn’t help a shiver as her body tried to settle down from the wonderful aftershocks. “Am, am I still alive?” she asked softly.
“I think so.” Sunflower said with a giggle.
“Good!” Pay Dirt sighed happily as her beloved Sunny moved up to lay with her. “Honey mare, your tongue should be classes as Equestria’s number one natural resource.”
“I hardly think so.” Sunflower said with a pleased smile. “Equestria can mind its business. My tongue belongs only to you, boss!”
Pay Dirt sighed contentedly. “Sunny, I love you so much!”
“I know.” Sunflower sighed, just as happy. “I love you too!”
Pay Dirt yawned. “Tomorrow, I’m having the wall between our bedrooms knocked down. Then, I’ll have a huge bed hoof made in time for our wedding night!”
“Not until I approve of the expenditure.” Sunflower said dreamily. “I’ll rubber stamp it first thing in the morning.”
The lovers snuggled together. They dozed off, embracing each other, tails tightly entwined. Of course they didn’t sleep much the night. After a short rest, the lovers resumed proving their love for each other, and the love for the foals within each other’s bellies.
The next morning, Sunflower yawned as she went about tiding the reception area. “Boss, the first applicant should be here shortly.”
“He better be punctual.” Pay Dirt muttered as she read over his application again. “We didn’t get much sleep last night, so I want to close the office early.” She put the paper down on her desk. “Aside from the odd name, he does look a promising prospect.”
Sunflower ducked into the inner office. “Boss, I love how you always set time aside to help young entrepreneurs get a start in business, but with a name like yours, you have no call to say any pony’s name is odd.”
“Touché!” Pay Dirt couldn’t help a grin. “Well, I know a lot of ponies would frown about how I raised the bits to get my start.”
“Well, it’s not like prostitution is illegal or anything.” Sunflower said with a smile. “I didn’t mind filling in for you when your, uh, dance card was full.”
“A lot of my regular clients liked banging an innocent Egghead from time to time.”
“Smile when you say that.” Sunflower said, horn glowing as she adjusted her glasses.
She giggled and pushed one lens higher than the other. Then she levitated a quill from the pocket protector in the cardigan sweater she wore as work attire. It flew upwards and jabbed into her mane, sticking out at a jaunty angle from the bun she favored during work hours. She then magically misbuttoned the sweater so it looked baggy and ill fitted. Pushing the right sleeve all the way up to her knee, she left the left primly at her fetlock.
“Boss, did you know that they tipped better if I wore my glasses slightly crooked and talked about accounting? Once I even wrapped some tape around the frames, and then “accidentally let them fall off right when I was mounted. I shouted “Jinkies, my glasses!” and the client popped off after just one thrust! The big oaf left me hanging! I’m glad you passed another client my way that night. Stallions sure are weird.”
“Sunny, you may be an Egghead, but anypony can see that you’re a sexual goddess first and foremost! How about we close the office now and head home?”
Hearing a tap at the outer door, Sunflower glanced at the wall clock and was all business. “Boss, you know you should never turn away a scheduled appointment, especially when he had the common courtesy to arrive right on time. It’s bad for business!” She left the office with a sexy swish of her tail.
“Yes boss.” Pay Dirt whispered with a grin. She loved when Sunny asserted herself like that! She wondered just when the usually prim and proper business pony would notice that she still looked rather disheveled.
Joe took a deep breath and trotted right up to the gleaming mahogany door. “You got it in the bag.” He said to himself as he paused, hoof lifted to knock. “Ms. Pay Dirt is famous for giving other ponies a hoof up in business. Hopefully she’ll like the idea of an authentic Manehattan style Donut shop right here in Canterlot.” He sighed. “I have to face facts. This may be my last chance. If I don’t swing a grant, I’ll have to move back home and help dad in his shop.”
He lightly tapped his hoof to the door, hoping he didn’t cross the line from respectably announcing his arrival, and blunder into “Cut out that racket!” territory.
The door opened, and a sweet little mare looked him right in the eyes. “You’re off to a very good start. Promptness always impresses the boss.”
Joe smiled. The Unicorn looked simply adorable. He loved the Egghead filly look. From crooked glasses and rumpled sweater to quill carelessly jammed into the severely tight bun she had her glistening black mane tied up in, this mare had it goin’ on! He tried to keep his mind on the business at hoof, and not on how he would like to use his magic to unbutton her sweater. “Ah, any other advice?” he asked, gazing happily at her sexy rump when she turned to lead him into the waiting room.
“Just be yourself.” She said with a smile. “Wait right here. I’ll just see if the boss is busy at the moment.”
Sunflower slipped back into the inner office, closing the door behind her. “Boss, I know it’s not a proper business attitude, but if looks are any consideration, Donut Joe should get this year’s grant!”
Pay Dirt smiled. “After last night, I’m swearing off stallions for a while, but I do trust your impeccable taste in studs.” She laughed. “Your nameless guard was a hottie, after all.”
Lifting a hoof, Sunflower playfully shook it at her boss. “Ponies in glass stables shouldn’t pitch stones, Miss Would you believe I never got his name!” She said with a laugh. “You can’t tease me about that any more.”
“Sure I can.” Pay Dirt giggled. “I love how your ears twitch when you’re embarrassed. Now get back out there to your domain. We’ll let him wait a few minutes.” She waved a hoof at the bell pull hanging over her desk. “When I ring, send the stud in. I’ll give him the once over, twice.”
Returning to the outer office, Sunflower smiled. “The boss will be free in just a few minutes.” She made a show of busily shuffling through her ledgers for a few moments as she let the stallion wait. She smiled inwardly when she felt his eyes practically caressing her body. She wondered briefly if he would notice she was in a foal way. Not that it mattered. Many stallions had a thing for pregnant mares that nearly rivaled Boss’s little fetish.
He sure did seem to like her rump though. His muzzle was practically buried in her tail when she had showed him in. She turned to her filing cabinets, gently swaying her hindquarters as she pretended to search for a document.
Joe watched the lovely egghead, priding himself that the fillies never knew when he was giving them the eye. Soon, he realized that he might have a problem. He gritted his teeth, and fought the growing need to display. “Cut it out.” He whispered sternly. “You’re no blushing virgin anymore!”
“Did you say something?” Sunflower asked, looking back over her shoulder at the fidgeting stallion. “Can I get you something?”
“No, I, I’m good!” Joe said, trying not to imagine the sexy egghead doing cosplay at a fantasy convention. “I’m just eager to make an impression!” It took all of his willpower to tear his eyes away from her rump, and keep them locked on her crooked glasses. Thank Celestia she hadn’t noticed!
It was all she could do not to laugh at the poor guy. Sunflower gave him a little mercy and returned to her desk. Stallions never liked being caught mentally lifting a mare’s tail like he had so obviously been doing. She smiled when the little bell over the door rang. “You may go right in. Ms. Pay Dirt is expecting you.”
Joe strode confidently to the door. He tapped it politely with a hoof before using his magic to open it and step through. “Good morning, Ms. Pay Dirt.” He said cheerfully, before his world came to an end.
Pay Dirt felt a sudden burst of anger when the stallion walked through the door. “So, you were stalking me.” She said quietly. “Come to gloat over knocking up the rich business mare?”
“What, no, honest!” Joe gasped. “It’s all just a coincidence!”
“Close that door.” Pay Dirt sighed as he nervously started to back up. “Close it with you on this side!”
Joe’s horn flared and the door closed quite a bit harder than he intended it to. “You’re probably not pregnant!” he blurted out. “You’ll see! Everything will be just fine.”
Pay Dirt felt her anger recede…a little. “Oh really, take a whiff Buster, and tell me what you smell.”
Joie sniffed. “I don’t smell anything.” He said in confusion.
“Give the little colt a prize!” She shook her head. “That’s right, I’m not producing any pheromones today. There is only one way a mare can drop out of heat so darn quickly, and it takes an eagerly participating stallion to do the deed.”
“I, I said I was sorry last night.” Joe whimpered. “I guess I’m out of the running for this year’s grant.”
Pay Dirt stared at him. “Are you still going to persist in that? I should have known something was off when I saw how perfect your business plan was.”
“It was prefect?” Joe asked with sudden interest. “I worked on it for weeks! Thank you!”
“Wait a minute. Are you telling me this isn’t some kind of scam?”
“Yes, I mean, no, it isn’t!” Joe hastily explained. “I didn’t know your name last night. I swear it!” He felt his face grow warm. “I saw you in the reception line being greeted by the princess, but I wasn’t paying any attention to the page announcing the names!” He stared at the carpet and muttered. “I was too busy staring at how your rump shimmered in that gown.”
“So you screwed an anonymous mare?” Pay Dirt chose to ignore that she screwed an anonymous stallion. “What a classy guy. I do give you points for good taste though.”
“What can I do to convince you this was all just a crazy mistake?”
Pay Dirt’s eyes opened wide. “Mistake? You think of me as a mistake?” She sighed. “Alright, I’ll let that slide for the moment.” She thought about the night before, and managed to keep a wistful smile off of her face. “Okay Buster. Tell me the truth. Were you really virgin?”
Joe felt like sinking into the floor. He tried to make a witty comment, but was shocked to hear himself begin to babble. “Homina, homina, homina.” He clamped his mouth shut.
Pay Dirt allowed herself a smile. “I think I can safely take that as a yes.”
“I, um, I’m sorry if I didn’t do a good job.” Joe said meekly.
“Oh, but you did!” Pay Dirt blurted out. “I mean, that isn’t what we were talking about. “Now let us forget all of that foolishness and talk about your proposed shop.”
“Oh, thank you, Ms. Pay Dirt!” Joe shouted. “You won’t be sorry! Ponies in this town will pay good bits to get their hooves on my donuts! That’s a fact!”
“It’s an opinion, but I like to see a pony taking pride in his work.” She looked at his cutie mark and nodded her approval. “Cutie Marks aren’t known for their inaccuracies either.” She let her gaze linger on his well proportioned flanks, noting his tone and strength of build as she smiled. “Your physical fitness is another check in your favor.”
He knew that milk cows and their stud bulls took a strange pride in being inspected as a community. They even had magazines giving advice on how to look good on the auction block. Every bovine dreamed of being included in a successful farm’s herd. Joe, on the other hoof, only felt weird and nervous having a mare check out his flanks as if he was a prized Guernsey. This interview was vital to his future in Canterlot, so he dared not complain. “You’ll see, Ms. Pay Dirt. Ponies will line up when they see what I have to offer.”
“I don’t doubt it.” Pay Dirt reached up and gave a tug on the bell pull. “Now don’t get yourself all worked up. I just need to check with my assistant on a matter pertaining to your application before I give final approval.”
Sunflower opened the door and glanced in. “May I help you, Boss?”
“Yes Ms. Meadows. Do we still have that small property near the palace?”
“That’s the one about half way between the main palace gate, and Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns? Yes, you decided to hold onto that for a while. Its prime real estate, projected to keep on increasing in value. ”
“Very good.” Pay Dirt watched as Joe stared at her beautiful Sunny, and had to stifle a giggle. He hadn’t even noticed her bringing up the perfect location for his donut shop. She couldn’t blame him. Her precious egghead still hadn’t noticed the state of her attire, and Joe obviously enjoyed the look as much as she did. “Ms. Meadows, would you kindly step over here?”
“Certainly, boss.” Sunflower went up to the desk. Thinking that her boss wanted to give her a wink, or have a quiet word about her taste in stallions, she leaned her neck over the desk. She was taken totally by surprise when she got a kiss instead!
Keeping an eye on Joe was rather difficult when experiencing the absolute joy of kissing Sunny. The location was a bit of a distraction as well. The day the massive desk had arrived, she and Sunny had put it to good use, tribbing, licking, and humping each other all over it. She heard him gasp though, and knew that the sight had captured his attention.
Sunflower whimpered. This was so unlike her beloved partner! Before she knew what she was doing, Sunflower accepted a warm loving tongue into her mouth.
Joe stared openly as the two beautiful mares kissed right in front of him! Were they actually…He was almost certain. Yes, Ms. Pay Dirt pulled back a little, and he could see that the sexy egghead was actively sucking on her boss’s tongue! Before long, he could see both tongues wiggling and twisting in happy unison as they probed each other’s mouths. He moaned, totally powerless to prevent his penis from emerging and surging achingly erect at the wondrous sight.
When they finally parted, Sunflower tried to catch her breath. “Boss, what’s the big idea?” she asked, ears twitching at the thought of some stallion watching their intimacy.
Pay Dirt grinned wickedly. “I’m sorry, honey mare, but big is the operative word.” She nodded in Joe’s direction. “Now, give me your unbiased opinion on our proposed grant recipient.”
Sunflower turned, and her mouth dropped open. “Great day in the morning, does that stallion have five legs?”
Pay Dirt laughed. “Do I hear a note of approval, Ms. Meadows?”
“And how, um, I mean, yes, Ms Pay Dirt. I think he just might do.”
“Sunny, meet Buster.”
“Um, actually it’s Donut Joe.” Joe said nervously. Now he had two mares staring at him, and their attentions weren’t focused on his rump. He felt very uneasy, yet totally failed to make any connection to his own beloved hobby of staring at mare flanks and hoping for the ever elusive under tail glimpse. “Uh, m-my eyes are up here.” He said softly, trying to will his erection to go away. “C-Can we go back to talking about the grant?”
Sunflower let out a low whistle. “Boss, it’s a wonder you can still walk, if you had that monster up inside you!”
“I was a tiny bit tender, until your tongue soothed me last night.” Pay Dirt walked around her desk, and circled Joe. “This stud is quite a looker. I can’t say much for his attitude last night.”
“I thought you said we’d forget about all that.” Joe said worriedly. “I’m here to talk business!”
“We are talking business, my good stud.”
Joe backed away. Last night he had taken charge, the way a stallion should. Now things were going totally wrong! “I’m just here to talk donuts!” he said sharply, trying to win back the feeling of power he had last night. It wasn’t working. Pay Dirt wasn’t just some sexy mare for him to fuck any more. She was the powerful and wealthy pony that had his whole future in her hooves! “Do, uh, are you, um, giving me the grant?” he asked with a meekness that made his ears twitch in embarrassment.
“That depends, big guy.” Pay Dirt finished circling Joe, and went to rub her neck sensually against Sunflower’s. “What do you think, lover?” she asked softly.
Joe backed up a bit, but couldn’t escape the eyes glued to his raging hard-on. “Ms. Pay Dirt, about the grant?” he said hoarsely. “Let’s talk business! I’m sorry about last night, but I don’t want to do anything else to jeopardize any future agreements!”
Staring at the handsome stallion’s massive endowment, Sunflower gulped. “Boss, if I ever try that thing on for size, um, someday, will you stay with me?”
“My dear Sunny, a team of wild manticore couldn’t tear me away!”
She stared at the massive phallus some more. “I thought my guard was big. He’s much bigger. There’s at least a twenty-eight percent size difference between the two.” Sunflower finally whispered. “That can’t fit inside me! Could it?”
“I did notice that Buster is far bigger.” Pay Dirt said with a grin. “I also noticed that you’re trying to distract yourself with numbers. This is a time for emotions, sweetheart. Leave the math in the ledgers.”
Joe whimpered. There was too much at stake! “Ladies, about the grant?” he cried. “This isn’t proper a business discussion!”
Sunflower shook her head. “What’s his deal?” she asked quietly, forgetting her nervousness for the moment. “Doesn’t he think I’m good enough after you?”
Pay Dirt smiled. “Of course he doesn’t think that. Anypony can see he’s obviously very interested. The poor thing was a virgin until last night. I think he’s still nervous.” She slowly walked toward Joe. “Let’s inspect his assets a little more before making a final decision.”
Joe jumped back. “Wait just a minute!” he shouted. “This is supposed to be business!”
Pay Dirt watched Joe back away. “Buster, you were far more eager last night. You climbed right on and wouldn’t stop until you were sure you knocked me up, even after I clearly and distinctly ORDERED you not to cum inside of me.” She gave him her best wicked grin. “What’s wrong now? Don’t you want more? Don’t you like Milfs?”
Joe tried to steady his racing heart. “Nothing is wrong!” he cried. “I said I was sorry! Please, just give me an answer! Do I get the grant?”
Pay Dirt shook her head. “You certainly are stubborn. Okay, you are hereby awarded this year’s grant.” She grinned. “There’s just one proviso, or quid pro quo, as it where. I will be your silent partner. I get twenty-five percent of all gross profits, in perpetuity.
“You get a whole quarter? I thought a grant was like a loan you didn’t have to pay back!”
“Well, you could always take the “Service Option”.
Sunflower looked startled, but a big smile lit up her face. “Boss, if you mean what I think you mean, you’re a very wicked pony!”
“Hush, Ms. Meadows.” Pay Dirt glared at Joe. “What do you say, Buster?”
Joe looked blank. “What’s a Service option?”
“That’s the best deal I’ll ever offer you. I’ll set you up with a prime location, pay for renovations to your exact specifications, and gift all funds necessary for you to get started rolling the dough.” She smiled. “In this plan you keep all profits for yourself, and don’t have to pay back one thin bit.”
Joe felt worried, when he should have felt overjoyed at such a prospect. “What’s the catch?” he managed to gasp.
“There’s no catch, at least none that should bother a strapping young stallion that likes to knock up unwilling mares.” Pay Dirt smiled. “Like I said, you don’t have to pay your debt with your hard earned bits. There’s a much better way for you to discharge your obligations. You just have to provide regular service on demand, for me and my lovely associate. Do I need to spell it out?”
Joe could hardly believe his ears. This was all wrong. He felt so, so, cheap! “You mean that I, um, get the grant, if, if I provide regular sex for it?”
“By George, I think he’s got it!” Pay Dirt said with a laugh.
“That, that’s prostitution!” he gasped. “You can’t expect me to debase myself like that!”
“Uh-oh” Sunflower whispered. “Buddy, you just put your hoof in it!”
“That’s Buster, um, I mean Joe!” Joe stood tall. “Stallions don’t do that sort of thing!”
Pay Dirt’s eyes closed to slits. “Just what is wrong with prostitution, Buster?” She demanded.
“Nothing, if you’re a mare!” Joe felt his face get rather hot. “Stallions can’t be prostitutes! It’s too demeaning! Stallions PAY for prostitutes!”
Pay Dirt looked at Sunflower, and saw she was struggling not to laugh. She couldn’t help smiling in return. She turned to Joe. “What about stud fees? Everypony knows it’s an open secret that Unicorn stallions are paid handsomely to donate seed to insure a continuation of strong magical ability in a family line.”
“Boss, do you remember how my brother was in such high demand?” Sunflower giggled. “Stud fees paid off his student loans in less than ten moons!”
“That’s different!” Joe shouted. “Mostly it’s done through syringes and things, unless the mare is really sexy, um, I mean requests a direct deposit!”
“Boss, I’m beginning to have my doubts. Who knew such a good looking stallion would be such a hypocrite?”
“Ms. Meadows, let us give him a chance.” Pay Dirt gave her lover a wink. “Can’t you see he’s just nervous? I think he’s just one of those poor misguided stallions that don’t think mares should be in positions of power.”
“That’s not true!” Joe protested. “My mom makes all the decisions in my family!”
“I think the poor thing resents his mommy.” Sunflower quipped.
“I do not! I love my mom! She’s the sexiest…” Joe rammed a hoof into his mouth.
Pay Dirt giggled. “I think you’re wrong, Sunny. He likes it a little too much when a mare is in charge.”
Joe felt like sinking into the floor, but his stupid penis was even harder than ever. “I didn’t say that! Mom just looks great! You’d look so much like her if you had a sexy Unicorn horn with just a touch of spiral! All my friends loved her when I was a colt!”
“Oh really, Boss looks like your mommy? You got off fucking a mommy stand in?”
Joe whimpered. “No, I didn’t mean it like that!”
“Calm down Buster. Nopony here will judge you.” Pay Dirt smiled. “I used to fantasize about my pop all the time.”
Sunflower giggled. “Me too, Boss. Filthy was so gentle my first time.” She froze. “I didn’t mean to say that!”
Pay Dirt raised an eyebrow. “I always suspected pop was your first. When did he get under your tail?”
Sunflower’s ears twitched and she hung her head shamefully. “It was on the night of my cute-ceañera. I am so very sorry Boss. You know how silly I get on hard cider. I just felt so grown up when he told me how lovely I looked in my gown. He had me out of it in simply no time. Can you ever forgive me?”
Pay Dirt only giggled. “Oh Sunny, you’re such a drama princess! Why should I mind if pop showed you a good time? Just don’t ever tell my mom. She’ll have your coat for slip covers if she ever found out dad banged you while they were still married.”
“You’re not angry?”
“Of course I’m not angry.” Pay Dirt’s own ears twitched. “Um, I learned how to give blow-jobs on your daddy. He never fucked me though, even when I wasn’t in heat. He was too scared your mom would magically castrate him if he ever actually mounted me.” She giggled like a filly. “I think he thought blow-jobs don’t count as sex. Anyway, I was going crazy trying to get your dad to loosen up and loosen me up. Thank Celestia your brother was so easy to seduce, or who knows when I would have lost my cherry!”
Joe whimpered after hearing all of that filthy talk. “Did I fall into a novel by Anonymous?”
Sunflower giggled. “Anonymous is my favorite author!”
Pay Dirt groaned. “Sunny dear, no matter how many times you say it, it still isn’t funny.”
“Sure it is, Boss! Everypony knows Anonymous was the pen name used by lots of smutty authors in olden pony times. It’s hysterical to imply all of those thousands of tomes were written by just one profoundly prolific perverted pony!”
“Sunny dear, I say this with all the love in my heart. You are no comedian!” She giggled. “Nice alliteration though.”
Sunflower casually buffed a hoof on her sweater and grinned. “I do try.”
Joe looked longingly at the door. “Can I go now?” he asked.
“You haven’t told me which offer you accept, if either of them.” Pay Dirt said quietly. “What’s your decision, Buster?”
Joe whimpered. “Twenty-five percent is too much! As for the other, uh, option, no way! I want to date! I, I want to meet a very special somepony!”
Pay Dirt smiled. “Is that what’s worrying you? Rest easy, Buster. You can bang every mare and filly in Equestria, if they’ll let you. Heck, you can go fuck princess Celestia for all I care, as long as you perform your contractual duties.”
Sunflower whimpered. “Boss, I would love to see him mount the princess!”
Pay Dirt giggled. “I think Buster would too.” She pointed a hoof as a shimmering rivulet of precum dribbled from the confused stallion’s penis.
Joe shook his head and gulped audibly. This was all too much. He had to get out of here. He was a stallion! Not only that, he was a Unicorn! He couldn’t just let himself be used like this by an Earth pony mare! He took a deep breath to try and steady his nerves so he could tell Ms. Pay Dirt exactly what she could do with her humiliating offer. He looked from one lovely mare to the other, and felt his resolve waver. “I, I accept.” He finally squeaked.
“Accept what?” Pay Dirt asked softly. “Tell me exactly.”
“The, um, service option.” Joe whispered, trying to keep himself from stroking his raging cock with his magic. “Can, can I start repaying my debt right now?”
Pay Dirt smiled broadly. “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, Buster.” She turned to Sunny. “Ms. Meadows, draw up a contract. I think you know what clauses and property to include.”
“Yes Boss!” Horn glowing, the quill lifted from her mane as she cantered off to the outer office. “This will just take a jiffy.”
Joe whimpered. “Goldie, couldn’t we?” He reared up on his hind legs, the massive cock jutting firm and hard from his loins. “I need it so bad!”
“The name’s Pay Dirt, Ma’am to you, Buster.” She said with a not unkind smile. “Now just hold your horses until we get things nailed down with a signature. Then, we’ll see.”
Joe dropped his front hooves to the floor. “Yes Ma’am.” He whispered.
Pay Dirt went back to her desk, pretending to ignore the handsome aroused stallion when she wanted nothing more than to lift her tail and waggle her rump at him. She resisted though. After his Earth pony comments last night, he needed to learn some manners and drop the blatant bigotry. It didn’t take long for Sunny to return, a scroll floating along behind her.
“I think you will approve of this, Boss.” Sunflower said cheerfully as she unrolled the scroll on the desk.
Pay Dirk read it over quickly, her smile growing broader. “I see it’s perfectly executed as always Ms. Meadows. You may be up for another raise.” She glanced over at Joe. “Buster, kindly step over here and read over the contract.”
Joe nervously approached the desk, trying to ignore how the two mares openly stared at his erection. He began to read. As he read, his mind eased a little. “I know the area.” He said in awe. “That’s a perfect location!” He read on. “Oh wow, this is very generous! I could have my Grand Opening in less than a month, depending on how fast the contractors work.” He reached the final set of clauses, and the full force of his predicament returned. “I, I relinquish all claims on any offspring?” he gasped. “But I’d be their daddy!”
“Not daddy, Buster. You’re only the seed donor.” Pay Dirt said cheerfully. “That’s standard in stud contracts.”
“That’s true.” Sunflower said with a grin. “My brother would be in big trouble if he was legally responsible for the two dozen foals he sired.”
Joe whimpered. “That hardly seems fair!”
“Fair doesn’t enter into it.” Pay Dirt said quietly. “Ms. Meadows and I are to be wed. Any foals we produce belong to us and us alone.” She looked up, eyes flashing as she glared at the stallion. “That includes the one you forced on me last night against my express wishes and orders, Buster!”
Sunflower leaned across the desk and kissed her employer and life long best friend. “I knew you would feel that way, Boss!”
Joe stared at the scroll. “Sweet Celestia, it actually states “Direct deposit, with no medical intervention.” That’s humiliating!” He groaned. “It also specifies that the recipient has to climax before or during the actual moment of deposit as well! If not I have up to one hour to induce a state of orgasm lingually!”
He gulped, trying not to notice how his penis quivered at the idea. “Lingual means tongue! I’d have to, uh, lick where I made a mess if you don’t get off?” He wasn’t even aware when his tongue darted out and slowly, almost thoughtfully, slid over his trembling lips. “That’s just disgusting! You can’t expect a stallion to lap up his own, uh, stuff!”
“I’d hardly call is disgusting, Buster. It is quite the incentive to get you to perform at your very best though.” Pay Dirt grinned at her beloved Sunny. “You think of everything, kiddo!”
“I somehow don’t think a size mare like you would even need that clause.” Sunflower giggled. “One has to cover all the bases though.”
“Oh hush! Let Buster finish reading.”
Joe whimpered softly. “That all adds up to actual real sex on demand. It says at least three times a week! I don’t even get to decide which one of you I, uh, service on any given day!” He shook his head in disbelief. “There’s even an option for guest mares at least once a moon!”
“Good thinking.” Pay Dirt whispered. “I can’t wait to see the look on mom’s face when she takes a gander at THAT!”
“This is insane! According to this contract, if I don’t perform up to spec, you could seize immediate full ownership and I’m out on the street without a bit! Anypony that reads this contract would know I’m nothing but a prostitute having sex to keep my shop open!”
“You don’t have to sign.” Pay Dirt said gently. “I’ll even put in a good word for you to get a bank loan. You might get enough to purchase a used pushcart so you can sell your donuts on the street. With luck, you may be able to open a tiny hole in the wall near the train station before you retire.”
Joe stared at the contract. If he signed, he would be completely under the control of an Earth pony mare for the foreseeable future. Possibly for the rest of his life! For reasons he just couldn’t understand, the thought made his cock throb so hard he feared it would actually split open.
His horn glowed. Without a word, he plucked the quill from the pretty Egghead’s mane, and dipped it into the inkwell on Ms. Pay Dirt’s desk. The light scratches of point against parchment sounded louder than thunder to his ears as he signed and dated the document.
Pay Dirt nodded at Sunny. Her Mare Friday’s horn glowed as the signed document rolled up and lifted from the desk. “Would you like a copy for your files, Buster?’ she asked kindly as the dial on the wall safe spun and the door opened.
Joe watched as the contract slipped silently into the magic proofed safe and the door closed with a soft clang. He shook his head. “No, I never want to see it again!”
“Then I think that’s everything.” Pay Dirt smiled. “I’ll have the contractors meet with you in the morning.”
Joe whinnied in frustration. “Ma’am, um, could we, uh, please?” he asked softly, once again rearing up on his hind legs. “I can’t leave like this!”
Sunflower gasped, her eyes locked on the widely flaring head of the massive organ. “Boss, you can’t let him outside like that. There’d be panic in the streets!”
Pay Dirt grinned. “Ms. Meadows, I’ll leave the first installment to you.”
Sunflower squealed. “Boss, I, I thought I’d have time to work myself up to that!” She lifted a hoof. “It’s bigger than my leg, and nearly twice as thick!”
Pay Dirt giggled. “It’s not as thick as a foal’s head.”
Joe stared at Ms. Meadows. “You, you’re, you’re a pregnant Egghead?”
Sunflower saw the hunger in his eyes, and took a step backward. “Uh-oh.” She whispered. “Boss, he has your fetish! What should I do?”
Pay Dirt swept a foreleg across her desk, clearing it by simply knocking everything to the floor. “Sunny, why don’t you make yourself comfortable?”
Watching as a large gold nugget bounced across the floor, Sunflower could not believe her eyes. That was Boss’s most prized possession, yet she cast it aside like so much trash! She took a nervous step toward the now empty desktop. “Boss, you really want to see me do this, don’t you?”
Pay Dirt nodded eagerly. “Please Sunny?” Her ears twitched. “I, I’m soaked just thinking about Buster claiming you!”
Sunflower took a deep breath. “This is sure somepony’s lucky day.” She finally took notice of her manner of dress. “Boss, I look a fright! Why didn’t you tell me?”
Joe stared as the sexy Egghead pulled down her sleeve. He finally spoke up when her horn glowed, and the buttons of her sweater took up the magical light. “No, keep it on like that!” he said roughly. “Eggheads are hot!”
“She’s a pregnant Egghead, Buster.” Pay Dirt said softly.
“Eep! Boss, did his dick just get bigger?”
Joe stepped closer to the sexy Unicorn. “Please, I need this so bad!”
Pay Dirt put a hoof lightly on Sunflower’s rum. “Come on lover. Give the poor guy a break. We have to show him what a good deal he’s getting.”
“Okay, but this is crazy!” Sunflower said nervously as she reached her forelegs across the desk like a Pegasus in flight. “Boss, don’t you go anywhere!” she begged, as she laid her upper body on the desk and lifted her tail high. “Stay right by my side!”
“I’m not going anywhere, my love!” Pay Dirt looked Joe right in the eyes. “Buster, you be careful! Sunny isn’t an Earth pony like me that you can just slam into. She’s a Unicorn. You have to be gentle with Unicorn mares!”
Joe took a ragged breath. “I swear I’ll be careful!” he vowed. “You can tear up the contract if I’m not!”
“Oh Boss, that thing is huge!” Sunflower moaned, as Joe reared up behind her.
“Honey Mare, I’m right here.” Pay Dirt whispered as she watched that massive cock come closer to her beloved Sunny’s precious marehood. “Trust me. You are going to love this!”
Joe carefully set his front hooves on the desk on either side of Sunflower. “I won’t hurt you.” He said huskily as he slowly rubbed the head of his cock up under her body.
Biting her lower lip, Sunflower closed her eyes tight. “Boss, help him in!” she gasped, as that huge head grazed over her dampness.
Pay Dirt put a hoof gently on the massively erect cock. She carefully lined the head up with Sunflower’s sweet soaked opening. “You’re all set, Buster. Now slowly start pushing it into her.”
Three ponies moaned as Joe pushed forward. Sunflower’s pouting lips slowly spread as the massive cock tried to gain entry. The room was quiet, except for the panting. Suddenly, the head popped in with almost an audible squelch.
“Oh Boss!” Sunflower squealed. “It’s huge!”
“Take it easy now Buster!” Pay Dirt warned. “Slow and steady does it!”
“Yes Ma’am!” Joe groaned, as he carefully forced more of his thickness into the panting Unicorn. “Oh sweet Celestia, she’s even tighter than you!”
Pay Dirt felt a flash of anger, but only laughed at herself. “Of course she is, Buster! I’m almost as big as you! My Sunny is just a dainty little thing!”
Sunflower whimpered. “Oh Boss, he’s filling me up! I never felt it like this before! It’s glorious!”
“Who’s a size mare now?” Pay Dirt whispered. She leaned down and kissed her lover’s quivering rump. “Just relax Sunny. He’s not even half way there yet!”
Joe thought he was losing his mind. He signed the contract. Big deal! If this was what it got him, he’d bless the very inkwell he dipped the quill in! “Ma’am, I, I’m going deeper.” He moaned as he moved his hips steadily onward.
Pay Dirt listened to the mewling cooing Sunny was making. She peered into her lover’s dazed face. “Go for it, Buster. She’s doing great!”
Sunflower moaned as her insides were completely taken over by that gigantic prod. Her long tongue lolled from her mouth, and saliva spread on the gleaming surface of the desk as she was claimed like no other stallion had ever claimed her before. “It’s kissing my womb!” She wailed as the head reached her very core.
“Oh sweet Celestia!” Pay Dirt could not believe her eyes. “Sunny, you took almost all of it! Buster, gently now, see if you can get that last inch in!”
Joe moaned as he rocked forward. His loins pressed against Sunflower’s rum. “I, I’m inside the Egghead!” he cried triumphantly.
Sunflower let out a whinny. “Boss, I’m so full! This is great! Don’t ever rip up that contract!”
Pay Dirt gently rubbed her lover’s flanks. “Don’t you worry about that!” she said with a giggle. She looked Joe right in the eye. “She just fine, now go for it!” She rapped a hoof on his rump. “You make my Sunny climax!”
Joe whimpered when he was smacked. It actually hurt, but he didn’t say a thing about it. “Yes Ma’am!” he gasped, as he slowly withdrew.
“Oh blazing Tartarus!” Sunflower cried as the massive shaft withdrew, only to piston right back in. “Fuck me! Fuck the Egghead until she passes out!”
Pay Dirt giggled. “Why Sunny, such dirty talk!”
“Boss, kiss me!” Sunflower cried. “This is fantastic!”
Pay Dirt scrambled to the other side of the desk. “I’m here for you, kiddo!” Lying over the desk, she eagerly claimed Sunny’s lips as the stallion pumped into her trembling body.
Joe tried to keep a slow steady pace. This Sunflower was so tight he was in danger of exploding far too soon! He gritted his teeth, and tried not to think about licking his semen out of her vagina as he maintained a steady rhythm.
Pay Dirt tried to brace the desk as she feverishly kissed Sunny. The stallion’s massive thrusts were making it slowly creep across the floor! “Slow down, Buster.” She ordered. “Sunny can’t take that!”
Sunflower cried out. “Yes Sunny can! Boss, don’t distract him! He’s doing great!”
Giggling, Pay Dirt looked up at Joe and winked. “You heard her Buster! Go for it!”
Oh Celestia and the twice blessed sun! Joe wasn’t sure he could hold out much longer! He braced his hooves firmly against the floor, and started to buck himself even harder into the panting Egghead. “This is good.” He moaned. “This is so good!”
Sunflower whimpered. “Don’t worry about any clauses, Buddy!” she cried. “I, I’m almost there!”
“That’s a good filly!” Pay Dirt cried. “Let yourself go! Let that big nasty cock push you right into orgasm!”
Sunflower snorted and whinnied as she drew ever closer to the brink. “Oh Boss, what a wedding gift!” she managed to cry, just before her body succumbed.
Joe let out a roar like an enraged manticore! She was squeezing his cock in such a wonderful way! It felt like she was trying to hold him in place when he attempted to withdraw. That was all he could take! Joe rammed right back in, and whinnied mindlessly as his shaft jerked.
Pay Dirt thought she never saw Sunny look so beautiful! Her beloved partner was shaking uncontrollably as the huge stallion cock rammed her right into orgasm. “I love you!” she whispered, as she rained kisses all over the sweat dappled lovely face.
Joe felt his body throb. His semen pulsed up the length of his cock, and spurted forcefully into his new lover. She was already pregnant, but that didn’t matter. According to the contract, he would get his chance! On and on it went, until his fluid ran from her body to dribble onto the floor.
Sunflower slowly opened her eyes. “Boss, why do you look scared?”
“Honey love, you have been out of it for almost ten minutes!”
Joe leaned over Pay Dirt and sighed. “Are you okay?” he asked softly. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
Sunflower giggled. “That was diametrically the complete opposite of hurt!”
Pay Dirt grinned. “Listen to the Egghead! I knew you could take him.”
“Boss, I’m going to authorize you to buy a more secure safe.” She grinned. “That contract is worth more than any gold you ever dug up! We have to keep Buddy locked down by his signature!”
“That’s Buster.” Joe shouted. “I mean Joe. What ever!” He shook his head. “Ma’am, even if that contract burned up, you guys won’t see the last of me!”
Pay Dirt sauntered around the desk, and draped herself across it next to her beloved Sunny. “That’s good to hear, Buster.” She looked back at him and grinned as she lifted her tail. “It’s not specified in the contract, but what do you say to a double header?”
Joe’s cock throbbed back into full hardness. He reared back up. He put his hooves firmly and possessively on the Earth pony’s gorgeous firm full rump instead of marring the desk any farther. “I say, Batter up!”
