The Desires Of Ponytopia

by Hybridcanine

Rating: mature
Tags: Other, Romance, Original Character, Sex, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 6338

The town of Ponytopia was more than just a new place of opportunity and jobs. Its citizens were enjoying the concept of pure ecstasy before its ultimate destruction. The following are the love tales of some of its most cherished ponies.

The town of Ponytopia was more than just a new place of opportunity and jobs. Its citizens were enjoying the concept of pure ecstasy before its ultimate destruction. The following are the love tales of some of its most cherished ponies. This book contains 9 short stories about love and sex, designed for you cloppers. Contains straight, gay, lesbian acts, along with some fetishes. Not Safe For Woona!

Published 2015-08-18 00:20:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-08-18 00:20:02 UTC

Chapter 1 The Appetizer

Crust Crumbs was eagerly waiting for her best friend to come over for the night. It was always a treat to see her. Apple Filling was so busy working on an apple orchard that she didn’t have much free time. But every free moment she had, she spent it with her, Crust Crumbs. She was a relatively lonely pony. Not many ponies talked to her.

Crust Crumbs was a mare earth pony that was brown in color with a dark brown mane, tail, and eyes. Her cutie Mark was a pie crust inside a pie pan. For the evening, she had put on her finest goth clothing that she had bought a few days ago, knowing how much Apple Filling was into black leather, black lace, and metal spikes.

A knock on the door jolted her attention to it, and she bolted to the door in desperate wants for the fruitful evening they were about to have. With a clumsy hoof, she opened the door.

“Apple Filling!” she exclaimed.

“The one and only.” Apple Filling said, walking through the door.

“I’m glad you had some free time to come over this weekend.” Crust Crumbs nervously stated, waiting with eager anticipation for the fun and pleasure that would be all hers for the next two days.

“Almost didn’t.” Apple Filling stated, “Some farm hoof ponies called off to help harvest the apples, but I made it work. That’s what I do.”

Apple Filling sat on the couch.

“Could I trouble you for a glass of water?” Apple Filling asked.

“No problem, I’ll get it right away.” Crust Crumbs hastily stated and rushed to the kitchen.

Apple Filling was a mare earth pony that was red with green mane, tail, and eyes. Her cutie mark was a pile of jelly-like apple filling with apple chunks in it.

Crust Crumbs reappeared and gave her the shiny glass of water. Apple Filling chugged it and set it aside. Crust Crumbs took a seat next to Apple Filling on the comfy couch cushions.

Apple Filling asked leaning closer to her, “Did you miss me?”

“Everyday!” Crust Crumbs shot back.

Apple Filling gave her a kiss on the lips and put her front hooves around her, Crust Crumbs began to shake a bit before her muscles relaxed and she melting into the embrace. It had been almost two weeks since she had been in Apple Fillings warm hooves.

“We got the whole weekend to ourselves. I hope you’re ready for some fun.” Apple Filling slyly stated.

“I am.” Crust Crumbs managed to mutter.

Apple Filling pulled the strap on dildo out from underneath the couch, and wet it by putting the whole thing in her mouth at once and slowly pulling it out. She attached it to the strap and clicked the belt closed, now around her waist.

“Assume the first position.” Apple Filling ordered.

Crust Crumbs obeyed eagerly. She got off the couch and stood on all four hooves. Apple Filling stood up and gently came down on her back, mounting her doggy style. With a quick hoof motion, Apple Filling slide the attached dildo into Crust Crumbs, much to both of their delights.

Crust Crumbs began to play with her clitoris, arousing herself. Slowly, Apple Filling began to slide the dildo back and forth, pegging Crust Crumbs. Apple Filling took her dominate right hoof and started to lightly spank her nice round butt, causing Crust Crumbs to moan.

Apple Filling began to pound her faster and increased the intensity of the spanking causing more pain and pleasure. Crust Crumbs squirted lubricant as she began to pant. Apple Filling really knew how to treat her like the mare she was.

With a shock of muscle contractions, electrifying her body, Crust Crumbs came. Apple Filling, recognizing the signs of her orgasm, began to slow her hip thrusts.

“It’s gonna be a long night for you!” Apple Filling stated.

Still breathing heavily, and with a sore rump, Crust Crumbs replied, “Yes! Treat me like I’m your sex toy!”

“If you keep this up, I might just say, ‘I love you’ before I leave.”Apple Filling added.

“Please do!” Crust Crumbs informed. “I am a good pet!”

Chapter 2 The Sandwich

The Bread Slice Brothers were in their hotel room, awaiting for the mares they had met at a local watering hole. They were just passing through the new town of Ponytopia, but that didn’t stop them from enjoying the fruits of its ponies.

The Bread Slice Brothers were masculine twin brothers that looked the same. The unicorn stallions were light brown with a dark brown mane, tail, and eyes. They both had bread slices as cutie marks. One was named Heel, the other was named Dough.

With a creak of the door, the two mares came in, getting both of the brothers attention.

“Found the room!” Peanut Butter stated.

“You two said you were looking for a good time. And here we are.” Grape Jelly informed.

Peanut Butter was a mare earth pony that was brown in color with a lighter shade of brown mane, tail, and eyes.

Grape Jelly was a mare pegasus pony that was purple in color with a lighter shade of purple mane, tail, and eyes.

“We’re glad you two came.” Said Heel.

“Shall we get started?” Dough said.

The two mares embraced each other and said, “We though you’d never ask.”

Heel walked up to Peanut Butter, while Dough went to Grape Jelly.

The brothers worked in synchronicity, what one did to their mare, the other brother did to his mare.

Heel walked behind Peanut Butter observing her perfect heart shaped booty. He nuzzled her hole at first and began licking her feminine hole, slowly and delicately, enjoying the taste, occasionally letting it slide in and wrap around her insides like a loop. This pleased her.

Heel began licking and gently nibbling on her cherry, arousing her.

“Let’s take this to the bed.” Heel stated.

“Yeah, both of you will enjoy this next part.” Dough stated.

The two mares made their way to the bed. Dough laid on his back near the bottom edge of the bed, signaling for Grape Jelly to come over and mount him. She complied, and laid her back on his front side, using her hoof to slide his now erect penis into her. Peanut Butter got on top of Grape Jelly, face to face with Grape Jelly. On top of the pile was now Heel, who mounted Peanut Butter with a quick thrust to get himself inside her.

Peanut Butter began kissing Grape Jelly on the lips while the two stallions began their slow thrusting motions to please the mares. The mares continued pleasing each other by kissing, enjoying their rides.

Like the gun shot at a race, the two stallions began pounding the mares, using their powerfully muscular thighs and legs, making the mares moan and their bodies to bounce into each other with force. Simultaneously, the two twins slowed down to prevent orgasming, but continued at a slow rate again.

The mares began to play with each other’s “on switch.”

In a flash the two twins began the furious pounding, their forceful loins driving their stiff rods deep into the mares’ wet chutes. The mares achieved first, moaning and quivering with the act, and the brothers shot their loads a few thrusts afterwards, both letting out a sigh of pleasure and relief.

After a moment of catching their breath, Heel informed, “You two mares can stay here all night with us if you want.”

“We know many positions you might enjoy.” Dough added.

Peanut Butter and Grape Jelly looked into each other eyes, being best friends, and they said together, “Show us all of your thrill rides.”

Chapter 3 The Hot Dog

Italian Sausage and Big Buns walked through the door of Big Bun’s house laughing. They had a great night on the town, spending some bits on riding the rides of the amusement park and having a romantic dinner at a fine restaurant before watching a movie at the theater. They had kicked things off very well. Italian Sausage was a true gentleman and humorous, two qualities that Big Buns really adored in a stallion.

Italian Sausage, was a black stallion unicorn with a blue, mane, tails, eyes, and hooves. His cutie mark was an Italian sausage. Big Buns, was an overweight tan earth pony stallion with brown mane, tail, and eyes. His cutie mark was a loaf of bread. Big Buns was a chief and made bread products and buns for a living.

“You know. Why don’t we end a great night with something special?” Big Buns exclaimed.

Hugging Big Buns, Italian Sausage said, “I never though you’d ask.”

They sat, hugged, and kissed for a while before he gently pushed Big Buns away. Italian Sausage then gently laid Big Buns on the ground and laid on top of him in the opposite direction. They licked and gave each other oral in a 69 position, arousing each other. Italian Sausage could feel, Big Bun’s heart beating in his mouth from the hard cock in his mouth, gently moving up and down it slowly.

After a while, Italian Sausage got up and rolled Big Buns onto his stomach, while Big Buns raised his tail up and out of the way presenting himself. Italian Sausage wet his hoof and rubbed it on his horn repeatedly to lubricate it. With a gentle push, Italian Sausage penetrated Big Bun’s bun with his horn, gently stretching the sphincter. It caused Big Buns to clench in pain, since it had been a while since he had been entered back there. After his horn was in as far as it would safely go, Italian Sausage began to swirl his neck around in a circular motion to slowly stretch the tail hole. Big Buns got used to the familiar, but tense moments of original entry and relaxed, now he could just enjoy the ride that was coming. Italian Sausage began thrusting motions slowly with his horn but quickly sped up pounding the top of his head on Big Bun’s rear end, the horn forcing back and forth with the head motions, causing Big Buns to let out a painfully pleasurable moan.

Italian Sausage pulled out his horn and used his hoof to wet his penis. Italian Sausage then got on top of the laying Big Buns and used his hoof to push his horse genital into Big Buns buttock. Italian Sausage stood up and helped Big Buns stand up as well. Italian Sausage began to stroke Big Bun’s erect penis with his dominate front hoof while moderately humping Big Buns. He stroked Big Buns with his hoof faster and faster until he cummed, Big Bun’s penis pumping his orgasm all over the floor. Italian Sausage then replaced his hoof from the wrap around position onto the front of Big Buns hip, his other hoof already located on the same spot on the other side of Big Bun’s body. With a thirty seconds of relentless, drool causing thrusts, Italian Sausage let loose his built up white gooey orgasm from close to a month of non-activity into Big Bun’s rear end. With a breath of exhaustion, he stayed mounted for a moment and slowly did a few after pushes and pulls to get all the remaining cum into Big Bun’s butthole.

Italian Sausage dismounted the horse and, rolling the equally exhausted Big Buns on his side, laid next to him on the floor, cuddling. They snuggled for the night in each other’s front legs, their rear legs intertwined. It was a great start to a blossoming relationship.

Chapter 4 The Cool Beverage

Fruit Punch was laying in her bed trying to sleep. She was tossing and turning, not able to get any sleep. She had too much on her mind. There was a big party tomorrow for her friend, Orange Slice, who was recently engaged to be married.

Fruit Punch was a red mare earth pony with orange mane, tail, and eyes. Her cutie mark was of a glass bowl of liquid fruit punch.

Fruit Punch was stirred by a tap on her bedroom window. What was that she though, in the middle of the night?

Fruit Punch got out from under the covers and opened her window only to see a pegasus smiling back at her. A big smile came to Fruit Punch’s face.

“Good evening, pumpkin.” The pegasus said.

“Sweetheart, you’re back!” Fruit Punch excitedly stated.

Fruit Punch recognized who it was. It was her boyfriend, Stormy Weather. He always dropped by at odd hours, knocking on the window was something new. He worked in Cloudsdale at the weather factory.

Stormy Weather was a gray pegasus stallion with blue and orange colored mane and tail, but also had red eyes. His cutie mark was of a storm cloud with rain, hail, snow, and a lightning bolt coming from the bottom of it.

Stormy Weather let himself in by flying through the opened window, twirling around in the air as he did.

“I just got off work a little while ago, thought I’d spend the weekend with my darling love.” Stormy Weather stated, as Fruit Punch closed the window.

“I am so glad you’re here, honey! I missed you. Bring me something back from Cloudsdale?” Fruit Punch asked.

Stormy Weather pulled a small white cloud out from behind his back and blew it at her. It landed on her lips and burst into small droplets of water all over her lips.

“I did and it’s right here.” Stormy Weather said while he kissed her on the damp seductive lips. “I also brought you this.” He said uprighting himself with his wings still flapping to reveal his groin area.

“Mmm… you know how much I like that.” Fruit Punch informed.

Stormy Weather landed on the floor with a thud of his hooves. They snuggled with their snouts for a moment, before they kissed for a while. Stormy Weather used his wings to gently stroke her breasts and private parts. The delicate touch tickled her at first, but when her body got used to it it began to turn her on.

Stormy Weather picked her up and flew her to the bed, laying her on her back. Stormy Weather began kissing, licking, and biting her breasts between her hind legs, treating her to a bit of pleasure and torture.

Stormy Weather got up and laid Fruit Punch on her stomach, rubbing her sides with his front hooves. He then guided his front hooves sensually below her front hooves and picked her up. Using his wings, he lifted her off the ground a few feet, letting gravity thrust his hard pulsating penis into her hole much to her delight. They were in the air, Stormy Weather beating his wings to keep them airborne and floating, Fruit Punch being held up by Stormy Weather, and both of them in a standing position. Fruit Punch began using her right front hoof to rub her woman bump as Stormy Weather began banging her, letting gravity get him deep within her vagina. As the intensity increased, lubricant flowed from her hole like water from a waterfall. They continued the art of coitus.

After a while Stormy Weather floated Fruit Punch back to the bed, releasing her, and turned her onto her back his wings still beating.

With powerful and quick cyclical revolutions of Stormy Weather’s hips nailing her with his manliness like a hammer, his wings flapped heavily to blow a gentle breeze on her body. With his penis sliding up and down her tunnel and his balls bouncing off her body, it wasn’t long before they achieved simultaneously in ecstasy and bliss.

Stormy Weather continued to use his wings like a fan to cool his mare who was hot and sweaty. The cold breeze chilled her body like ice. He was in the same condition, but only cared for his mare, his one and only love. After the cooling down period Fruit Punch drank some wine and Stormy Weather slammed a few shots of high octane alcohol.

Round two was coming shortly. Stormy Weather was planning on both of them orgasming in the air this time and thought this time perhaps they would face each other while having intercourse. The thought brought a smile to his face. A sly grin came to Stormy Weather’s face at the thought that he had worked a lot of overtime lately to buy her a wedding ring. He was going to propose to her this weekend. They had been dating now for more than a year and he thought that the moment would be perfect this weekend.

Chapter 5 The Dessert

Whip Cream and Popsicle were sitting on their couch watching television. The room was dark and only lit by the television. They were eating from a bowl of popcorn on their coffee table in front of the couch. The couple had been married for years now.

Whip Cream was a mare unicorn who was white in color with a red mane, tail, and eyes. Her cutie mark was of a pile of whipped cream. Popsicle was an orange stallion pegasus with white mane and tail, and with blue eyes. His cutie mark was of a popsicle.

A scene came on from the action movie they were watching on TV that showed the stallion hero embracing his sidekick mare with a kiss and then a very suggestive sex scene.

Leaning close to his wife, the stallion snuck a kiss to Whip Cream on the cheek.

“I think some pony’s enjoying the movie that they didn’t want to watch.” Whip Cream said, looking at her husband.

“I like the movie. But. I’d rather watch us make out.” Popsicle informed.

Popsicle kissed her on the lips, before leaning over her and gently pushing her back against the pillow and front leg rest of the couch.

“Okay.” Whip Cream said. “Let’s do it in the bed though. I wanna try the leg restraints you bought me for my birthday.”

They interlocked opposite side front hooves closest to each other and walked up the stairs to their master bedroom.

Popsicle went straight to the front and rear leg restraints, while Whip Cream laid on the bed on her back with all of her legs spread apart. Popsicle wasted no time using the restraints to bind her front hooves together above her head to the bed frame, and then to secure her rear hooves to the bottom frame of the bed.

Popsicle stroked himself to arousal, while Whip Cream waited. With her legs spread apart, Popsicle entered her body reproductive organs and used his left front hoof to play with her cherry and used his right front hoof to to play with her breasts and erect nipples while he was inside her. Back and forth, he slowly caressed her insides with his hard on, while toying with her other private parts. Popsicle came first, delivering his load into her inner nest. Whip Cream achieved momentarily afterwards, thanks to her mate’s wonderful hoofwork on her outer organs.

“Let’s try it the other way, love.” Whip Cream informed.

“Sure thing, sweety.” Popsicle stated.

In a few minutes they had swapped positions, Popsicle was tied up laying on his back and Whip Cream sitting on top of him. Whip Cream used the bottom of her body, the perineum, to rub back and forth on his used penis. It took a bit of work, but his spent cock got hard again. Once it was firm like wood, Whip Cream maneuvered her body so that his pounder would be in her catcher. Whip Cream continued to slide up and down internally on his reproductive organs, while she stimulated herself. With a tremble of her body, Whip Cream cummed and after some more aggressive humping her husband unloaded in her basket again.

“I rather like you like this.” Whip Cream admitted lighting up a cigarette afterwards and smoking, the smoke dancing eloquently in the air. “I’m gonna finish watching the movie, then I’ll be back for some sloppy seconds.”

“I’ll be here, sugar.” Popsicle informed.

“Hmmm… Think I may need to get a ball gag for you too.” Whip Cream said with a smile before she dismounted and left the room for the den to finish the movie and eat some popcorn.

Chapter 8 The Dress Form

A single mare was in her home, alone as usual….or was she. The single mare was high end and expensive, there were only a few stallions in Equestria she would even think about considering letting them touch her in a more private manner.

The unicorn mare was called Best Fit. She was a black unicorn with a white mane and tail, and with blue eyes. Her cutie mark was a dress. She was a fashion designer. Best Fit’s bedroom was also her fashion design studio, and it wasn’t by coincidence. The fashion design studio had many ponnequins (mannequins), various dress forms, sewing machines, and all other sewing equipment.

In Best Fit’s closet was a hidden closet where she kept her boyfriend, whenever she needed a booty call. Using magic, she opened her closet and the hidden compartment revealing a stallion dress form with a tuxedo adorned on it. The anatomically correct male dress form had a dildo attached to its body in the correct place and position permanently mounted to it. Both the male dress form and its hard genitals were all to her specific specifications for prospective stallion lovers. Using magic she summoned it over to her bed, where she was laying on her back, surrounded by her plushies and stuffed animals.

No mare should be alone without her trusty, loyal, and hard stallion nearby, Best Fit thought to herself. Using a gracious amount of lubricant from a bottle near her bed, she used magic and rubbed the fluid all over the perfect dildo penis of the male dress form. With the dildo dripping with luscious lube, Best Fit stared intensely at the cock, squeezing her breasts, rubbing her nipples, playing with both of them for a while. The nipples on her tits got hard as she soothing glided her hooves over her bust. When she was done tending to her bosom, Best Fit turned her attention to her clitoris, using circular motions to play with the knob first clockwise and then counterclockwise.

“I think I am ready for you, darling.” Best Fit mentioned to her lover.

Using magic, the dress form laid on her and the dildo penetrated her femininity. Best Fit, wrapped her legs both front and back around the makeshift husband, and using magic controlled the movement of her fake lover, resulting in the thrusting of its penis. The imitation lover started slowly in order to get deep and all the way in. While, Best Fit played with herself, the stallion pleased the inside of her, caressing her g-spot. It wasn’t long before her body shook and she let out a holler.

Breathing heavily and her pulse returning to normal, Best Fit stated, “Darling, you’re the best thing that ever happened to me.”

For a few hours through out the night, Best Fit and her masturbation toy made love many times. Once Best Fit was exhausted, she cuddled and snuggled with her own personally made sex toy under the bed sheet, sometimes it hugged her and at other times she was hugging it. Best Fit didn’t play with her toys often, but when she did, it was for the whole evening.

Perhaps, I should invest in a mechanized, automated pony sex toy, Best Fit thought to herself. I haven’t spoiled myself in a while and “Clyde The Clydesdale” could use an update. The thought of perhaps two Clydes doing her at once sounded interesting and fascinating. Perhaps she could make a hybrid of the two instead. So much to consider at the moment, both had their pros and cons.

Chapter 9 The Happy Ending

The night was late and the spa was close to closing time, about an hour and a half.

Happy Ending was a mare earth spa pony. Happy Ending was orange and had a teal mane, tail, and eyes. She wore a white spa headband around her forehead to keep her mane in place and to collect sweat, in addition to wearing a white spa neckband with an orange circle, dot in the center of it also to collect sweat and look professional.

Happy Ending had a client for the hour and a half until closing time. It was one of her regular “special” clients who tipped well for favors after the hour massage, hence the need for an hour and a half session. Happy Ending, the spa pony, knew that Flapper would want a full body massage followed by a happy ending.

Flapper was a green pegasus with a black mane, tail, and hazel eyes with white hooves. His cutie mark was a pair of large wings. Flapper was a security officer by profession.

It wasn’t long before Flapper entered the spa and Happy Ending was waiting for him. They greeted each other and she escorted him back to her personal massage room. The spa room had different models of pony anatomy, massage tables, massage chairs, and all other spa equipment. Happy Ending did a brief interview and told him to get face down on the table underneath the sheets. She left and came back a few moments later, knocking on the door and asked if he was ready. Flapper said that he was.

Happy Ending entered the room, equipped with her massage belt around her waist containing a bottle of special sensual massage oil.

Flapper, laying on his side, with his front right hoof bracing up his head, looked at her with lustful eyes and in the tempting pose, said “I’m ready for my massage.”

“On your stomach silly. Massage first, playtime second.” Happy Ending informed.

Flapper rolled onto his stomach, his face entering the head cradle.

Happy Ending exposed the back by undraping it. With a squirt of oil from the bottle, the liquid ejaculated onto her hoof. After rubbing her hooves together to spread the oil, she began to massage his back. When she was done, she redraped the back and moved on to the buttock and hind legs using a similar process as the back. When she was done, she redraped the leg and had Flapper turn over onto his back and scoot down onto the table. When Flapper turned over and Happy Ending lowered the sheet back over him, his boner was clearly visible through the sheets.

“We’ll get back to that knot later. I’m good at getting knots out.” Happy Ending flirted.

It brought a smile to Flapper‘s face.

Using a methodical approach, Happy Ending massaged the front of the rear legs, the chest and abdomen, followed by the front legs, and finishing with the neck, and head. After the whole massage, then Happy Ending was ready to work the “other” area. After the completed massage, Happy Ending removed the top sheet slowly and sexually from the bottom of the table.

Happy Ending informed, “I’m gonna take care of you.”

Flapper said, “I just want a hoofjob this time.”

“No problem.” Happy Ending said.

Happy Ending squirted more oil on her hoof, it ejected in a manner similar to love nectar coming from a stallions genitals, and rubbed her hooves together to spread the oil. Using skilled hooves, she started giving him a hoofjob. Flapper got a wing boner while getting stroked, his wings spreading open.

Happy Ending continued to rub his genitals, massaging his balls, sheath, and shaft with an emphasis on the sensitive tip. With shorter breaths, and a colored tip, Happy Ending knew that Flapper was close to cumming. Happy Ending, her front leg getting exhausted, sped up the strokes of the hoofjob, while Flapper began with some pelvic thrusting action. In a few moments, Flapper achieved orgasm, erupting like a volcano and spraying all over himself. Happy Ending took a clean towel and wiped the white liquid away, cleaning Flapper.

“I needed that. Thanks.” Flapper said.

“Anytime. Come back if you need some more tender, love, and care. You know all of my prices for services rendered. ”

Flapper handed her the pouch of bits he had for the service. Happy Ending took the bag, excused herself, and left the massage room. Flapper knew what to do next and didn’t need her anymore.

Heading to the back employee break room, Happy Ending thought, I am going to go home and be with her wife. With the bits she just made, Happy Ending was going to take her wife out to dinner before some wild love making with her this weekend.

Chapter 6 The Wild Side

Flair was feeling lonely. Flair was lying on the couch. Bronco was late, as usual. This relationship was a natural disaster. The only real reason why he was still in it was because Bronco fucked like a wild stallion. Flair still had hope for the relationship though. Flair wasn’t ready to throw in the towel just yet. He supposed that if you wanted a pony who rocked you like machine and pleasured every part of your body like a wild animal, you would have to expect that he would also party hard and maybe even work hard too. Still, why was he always so damned late. It made no sense. Even with all the neglect and coming home late, Bronco was still a loyal pony, something hard to find nowadays. There was even a thought in the back of Flair’s mind that Bronco might one day come home and ask him to marry him. Is it possible that Flair could tame the wild stallion, Bronco? He didn’t know.

Flair was a pink unicorn stallion with purple mane, tail, and eyes. His cutie mark was a rainbow.

His lover was Bronco. Bronco was a brown stallion earth pony with black man and tail, and with blue eyes. His cutie mark was of a horse bucking with its rear legs.

Bronco unlocked the door and walked casually into the house like nothing was wrong and everything was normal, and it was according to him.

“I’ve been waiting for you. Where have you been?” Flair asked.

“I stopped and talked to some friends on the way home.” Bronco replied. “Did you know Orange Slice is getting married? News to me!” After a brief pause, Bronco asked, “Were you able to get the groceries?“

“Yeah, I put them away already.”Flair stated.

It was then Bronco realized that Flair was dressed as a maid and wearing purple thigh high socks on all four legs.

“I take it you did some housecleaning while I was away?” Bronco asked.

“No.” Flair answered, “I’m all dressed for you.”

“Oh.” Bronco said.

Bronco went over to his mate and kissed him.

“You certainly are full of surprises.” Bronco stated. “I think somepony is horny.”

“I am a unicorn. I was born horny. Only for you though.” Flair said, taking a puff from his vaporizer and blowing the mist at his lover.

Bronco neighed.

Bronco loved to foreplay Flair before the love making, he knew that flair had certain fetishes that would win him Flair’s heart. It was almost too easy.

Bronco carefully pulled the rear socks off, once with his front hooves and the other with his teeth. For twenty minutes, Bronco licked, sucked, and bit his rear hooves, covering every single square inch with wetness, watching Flair get hard as a rock with it pulsating with every heart beat. He could hear Flair’s breathing grow heavily and shallower with every lick, suck, and bite. Bronco moved to the front hooves and in the same manner removed the socks and pleasured his mate’s front hooves.

Still laying on his back, Flair laid his head back on the couch cushions and opened his mouth for what he knew was coming next. Bronco thrust his blood engorged appendage into Flair’s mouth. He started only by banging into his mouth, but as Flair got more relaxed and comfortable, Bronco began to slowly proceed further back into his mouth, going as far as he could. Flair gagged a few times, but that was expected.

Bronco was very endowed, probably the largest in Equestria, as compared to Flair’s much and very smaller penis, which was more than likely the smallest in Equestria. Bronco occasionally joked that it was his clitoris, resulting in much of Flair’s unbound rage, verbal and physical wrath, and usually resulted in something breakable breaking in a fit of absolute anger, but that was meaningless to him. Bronco loved Flair, but didn’t think Flair had a sense of humor about life.

Regardless of which, Bronco began to pound his face like it was his ass and turned Flair’s mouth, lips, and cheeks white with sticky slimy bodily fluid, the semen pooled in Flair’s mouth and dripped from the outside of his face. Flair licked the drooping fluid off his face and swallowed the mass.

Bronco, following the same pattern he always did routinely, just with the added clothing garment in the way, put his snout under the maid dress and began the rimming process by licking his tail hole and inserting his large tongue into his rectum. Simulating a penis, Bronco’s tongue worked wonders, it was almost magic, but since he was an earth pony that was impossible. Bronco just had a lot of practice in life.

Flair had his eyes closed and was enjoying the wet warm tentacle like tongue licking and forcing its way in and out of his hole. Using his mouth and hoof, Flair lubricated himself and gently stroked himself.

After twenty minutes, Bronco flipped Flair onto his stomach, interrupting Flair’s self gratification. Bronco loved Flair’s bubble butt. It was so sexy and got Bronco’s penis flared up again. Bronco took a few moments to kiss, lick, and bite Flair’s cute butt, gentle at first and then hard, causing Flair to cry out in pleasurable pain. Bronco wasn’t worried, he knew Flair loved it. In a former life, Flair must have been a dog’s rag doll squeaky chew toy for the purebred mutt to defile in many ways, or so Bronco thought.

All of a sudden, with a rape like forceful thrust, Bronco pounced and shoved his enormous blood filled penis into the gentle and delicate butthole of Flair. There was no slow start to this horse race, Bronco began plowing Flair. It was a rough ride with Bronco grabbing Flair’s mane and pulling it back. But that wasn’t the end of it. Bronco chomped down and clamped onto Flair’s shoulder and neck biting ferociously, definitely leaving marks, and even one time in the past drawing blood. Flair squeaked like a canine’s dog toy. Flair, getting pounded on the prostate relentlessly almost mercilessly, orgasmed with a feeling of lightning flowing throughout his body that shook all the muscles he had. The gooey liquid shot out onto the couch without any external hoof stroking. At this rate and speed, Bronco couldn’t hold the orgasm in for long and delivered the goods deep inside Flair. It felt like fire flowing through his legs and bursting out of his shaft with an explosion.

Flair, recovering from the brutal beating just the way he liked it managed to say, “I love you.”

Bronco with shaky, worn out rear legs afterwards from the intense exercise, staying inside his mate, laid down on top of him and whispered, “I love you too.”

Bronco kissed, licked, sucked, and bit on Flair’s ears. They ended up falling asleep on the couch with each other. Just the way they both liked it.

Chapter 7 The Magician

Hocus Pocus was a pony gifted in magic from birth and had appetites that needed to be filled. Hocus Pocus was sitting outside on his wooden throne in their backyard in front of a blazing campfire surrounded by stones. His followers Moon Light and Halloween were standing before him.

Hocus Pocus was a blue unicorn stallion with a white mane and tail and blue eyes. His Cutie Mark was a magic wand. Hocus Pocus looked at had two consensual sex slaves at his disposal for all his needs and wants, they were also his apprentices. The first was Moon Light. Moon Light was a mare unicorn who was black in color with a green mane, tail, and eyes. Her cutie mark was a cauldron and a broom. Halloween was a stallion unicorn that was orange with a black mane and tail and with orange eyes. His cutie mark was a pumpkin and a carved jack-o-lantern next to it.

Hocus Pocus used his special magic. Hocus Pocus shrunk Moon Light to a few inches tall becoming micro in size who he ordered to stroke his penis. She diligently performed the task, standing on her hind legs and using her front legs to lean on his growing cock, while her hooves massaged it. To Halloween, Hocus Pocus made him grow in physical body size to the size of their house. Hocus Pocus made Halloween macro in size and ordered him to masturbate into a 55 gallon drum to serve as a beverage dispenser for Hocus Pocus. Halloween began to stroke himself. It didn’t take long for him to shoot the goo into the drum that was near Hocus Pocus. Using an alcohol glass, he dipped it in the fluid and drank from it like water. Meanwhile, Moon Light was busy and almost complete with her task. Hocus Pocus fired his load onto his abdomen. It was going to be a long night for his slaves. Hocus Pocus was think maybe reversing the two apprentices sizes, making Moon Light squirt her feminine lubricant and juice into another container and having Halloween stroke him. It was a good night to perform sex magic.