Pinkie circled around a clearing in the everfree forest, looking for the best place to hide her emergency party supplies. The pink pony placed some party hats behind a rock and pulled some balloons out of her wild rosey pink mane. She stashed those inside small unused rabbit hole, the bunnies had long since moved to fluttershy’s cottage. (They even left a note!) From her tail she pulled out a small record player and stuff it in some bushes. Nodding, she turned her attention to her spare party cannon.
“It’s a good thing this clearing is so close to Zecora’s hut, You never know when a zebra will need a party!” Pinkie thought as she hid the spare party cannon behind a tree. The spare party cannon was smaller than her regular party cannon and was a lot easier to drag through the Everfree forest. And kind of cute too, with its shiny steel barrel and tiny red wheels.
After the cannon was in place, Pinkie started to buff and polish the sleek metal. Pushing the small cloth around her hooves, she let her mind wander. It didn’t take long for her mind to drift towards her zebra friend.
“Zecora is such a good friend! I’m sorry I ever thought she was evil. She’s smart kind and talks funny... and oooh her coat is so cool looking with those stripes!’ Pinkies mind conjured up an image of Zecora. With her gray and black striped coat, mane styled in a mohawk and gold jewelry. Strong piercing deep cyan eyes, that promised great pleasure from the wisdom they have found. Instead of a cutie mark she had a unique set of swirling stripes that Pinkie could get lost in her flank for hours….and what a flank it was! Thick, athletic and ‘mmmm juicy’. pinkie mumbled, her thoughts turning naughty.
Pinkie’s naughty daydream was cut short when she felt something cold between her hind legs. Her dick had struck the cool metal of her party cannon. Sighing she pulled back and looked down at her raging hard-on. it was over eighteen inches and as thick as her legs. It bobbed up and down as she sighed again. One of Twilight’s spells had misfired last week but Pinkie was too busy to stay and have her fix it. It was a real pain, it made it harder for pinkie to work at parties because of all the beautiful mares bouncing about. The music and rhythm making their heat rise. Practically begging her to take them right then and there.
“Grrr FINE, you win!” Pinkie growled at the large appendage. Placing two hooves around the shaft she slowly started stroking her cock down to the medial ring. It’s size made it difficult to get a proper grip but Pinkie had a week’s worth of practice now. It was slow going at first but soon both her breathing and stroking were rapid. Frustration however was taking it’s toll as she felt no closer to climax.
“Gahh! I NEEEEEEEED to stick this into something!” Pinkie whined, not even caring if anypony heard her. That’s when her eyes fell on her spare party cannon…
Licking her lips hungrily she turned her dick towards the party cannon’s large hole.
“Sorry Powie but I neeeeeeed this!” Pinkie said to her Party cannon.
“Oh don’t worry Pinkie dear, I understand.” Pinkie provided a sultry voice for the weapon of mass partyfication. The hole seemed to beg Pinkie to stick her cock deep inside. Pinkie shivered pleasantly as her cock met with the cold steel cannon again.
“Mmmmm Deeper Pinkie.” Powie cooed in Pinkies sultry voice.
“Okie Dokie Lokie!” Pinkie giggled as she pushed her thick cock further in Powies tight love tunnel. Pinkies pre-cum made it easier for her to shove her cock in and out, the cool chamber warming up as Pinkie kept pounding.
“Wowie Powie! You sure are tight!” Pinkie squealed. Picking up the rhythm, she did long quick strokes down Powie’s love barrel.
“That’s onlyyyyyy because you’re sooooo BIIIIIIIG Pinkie! Ride me HARD” The cannon shuttered and Pinkie obliged her metal cock sleeve. Climbing up on her Metal cannon Pinkie shoved her meat cannon in harder than ever.
As Pinkie rammed her cannon franticly, Powie’s wheels began rocking with the rhythm. Both Pinkie and Powie were squeaking with delight as the rough sex drove them both into a frenzy. Pinkie shuddered as she felt herself about to cum.
“I’m cumming, Powie! Take it ALL!” Pinkie shouted to her steel lover. Arching her back Pinkie shoved her cock in deep she could in the steel chamber. Finally getting release, Pinkie came hard. Her cum pumped and spilled out from Powies ‘mouth’. Gallon after gallon was pumped in as Pinkie was bucking her hips like mad. As drool dribbled down over Pinkie’s chin, she lost balance and collapsed onto her sturdy lover. So lost in post orgasmic bliss she didn’t notice she had pulled Powie’s trigger cord. Pinkie was still cumming and her swollen cock had made a perfect seal inside the cumfilled cannon. She felt the whole thing start to rumble.
"Uh-oh...” was all Pinkie could manage after realizing what she had done. She felt the pressure clench down on her cock painfully as the cannon finally exploded, shaking the trees and sending Pinkie back a few feet in the clearing. She landed with a wet and heavy thump.
The cumfetti coated pony sat up and giggled loudly. “I guess it’s only fair for you to cum too!”
Pinkie tried to get up from her mess but her legs were so shaky she fell back into her puddle of cum with a splat. Pinkie began laughing heartily as she made cum angels in the puddle.
“We should do this again Powie!” Pinkie chuckled as she looked back at her equally messy steel party popper.
“Well how about right now?” Pinkie heard Powie moan with beastial need. Pinkie looked down towards her cock. It was standing straight and tall, throbbing and ready for round two.
“Dang it!” Pinkie sighed and made her way back to the cannon.
Author's Note
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