Pinkie's "Surprise" Party
So, there I was, sitting at a table at Sugarcube Corner having my morning coffee as the Cakes busied themselves taking care of the many customers that came and went from the place.
Sure, it was a little noisy, the air filled with the soft buzz of the voices of the many ponies sitting and chatting pleasantly at other tables, but I happened to be sitting by myself, occupying a table meant to seat four, an unusual thing in a place as popular as The Corner, as the locals called it.
I don’t know why I chose that particular morning to go there or why I’d even gone there at all since it was my habit to have my coffee at home where I wouldn’t be subject to the stares and hard looks of those ponies in Ponyville who didn’t like humans and there were a lot of them.
It’d been years since the first humans somehow ended up in Equestria and, especially, Ponyville. How they always seemed to end up in this town rather than in, say, Manehattan or Baltimare was a complete mystery to everyone but that’s how it always worked out. Even the Princesses couldn’t figure that one out.
There was a time when being a human in Equestria was a real novelty since there were so very few of us but it didn’t take long before the thrill of that novelty wore off with the locals, especially when more than a few of the humans that found their way here ended up behaving like total dicks, pissing off and offending many of the local ponies to the point where most just didn’t want to associate with humans anymore, viewing us as a bunch of crude, uncivilized, barbaric pink monkeys who should never have come here, anyway.
So, there’s one reason why I was sitting at a table by myself. Yeah, attitudes of prejudice seemed to be a universal thing, not just something exclusive or unique to humans.
Still, to leave it at that and say nothing more would be unfair since not all of the ponies in Ponyville and elsewhere were prejudiced against humans.
Just then the sound of a sweet, lilting and softly lisping voice touched my ears and I looked up from the table top to see a sweetly smiling Twist standing next to my table, coffee in hoof.
“Where’ve you been, stranger?” she asked as she took a seat next to me, “I haven’t seen you in ages, Brian. Is everything okay? Are you okay?”
“Yeah, everything’s good,” I smiled back at her, actually happy to see a friendly face in what was for me an essentially unfriendly town, “I’ve just been busy with work so I haven’t had much chance to come into town in the morning.”
“Well, I’m sure happy to see you,” she said, reaching out a hoof and patting my hand.
It’d been years since I’d first met Twist, back when she was still a slightly chubby, clumsy, rather awkward but totally adorable little filly. Her cheerful and sweet nature, her happy, bubbly attitude and open acceptance had instantly won my heart and it occurred to me at one point that if I ever had a daughter I’d want her to be just like Twist.
But, here she was years later and she’d grown into an absolutely gorgeous, graceful and very beautiful red-headed mare that every stallion in town wanted for their own. Their desire was only enhanced by Twist having developed her candy making talent into the biggest candy conglomerate in all of Equestria with factories and outlets in just about every town thus making her one of the wealthiest ponies around.
“So, where’ve you been? Not hiding from me, I hope?” she said, her words still touched by a slight lisp, something which she’d never been able to fully overcome in spite of her best efforts with speech therapists. Still, to me it only added to her great charm.
“Like I said, I’ve been busy with work,” I said, although I knew it wasn’t the whole truth. Still, it was true enough that I didn’t feel guilty about saying it.
As Equestria’s one and only professional nature photographer there was no end of work or commissions since Equestrians had a real thing for nature and especially photographs of beautiful scenery that they could frame and hang on the walls in their homes. Plus the money was good so I had no complaints about that.
Twist carefully studied my face for a moment, taking in every little detail of my expression. I blushed and dropped my eyes, stared at the table top for a moment.
“I thought so!” she said, “you’ve been isolating again! So, what was it this time?”
All I could do was look deeply into her light amethyst eyes and sigh.
“You know me too well,” I said, “but, yeah... I just got tired of all the stupid anti-human prejudice I kept running into and felt like I just needed a break from it so, yeah, I isolated until I felt like I could deal with it, again.”
“You really shouldn’t let it get to you,” Twist said with a cluck of her tongue, “I mean, after all, you’re certainly one of the nicest humans who ever showed up here.”
“Thanks for that, I appreciate it,” I said, smiling weakly but still feeling the slight sting of the stupid, ignorant prejudice I’d been subjected to over the years.
It was just then that I noticed a sense of eyes on me. I glanced up and looked around the cafe. Sure enough, there were ponies at a few tables who were giving me and Twist some very hard, unapproving looks and it was clear they sure didn’t like seeing us together. I blushed, shrunk into myself frowning and gazed at the table top again. Twist also picked up on what was happening. She stared right back at them with an expression that clearly said that she dared them to say anything about her sharing a table with me. most finally wilted under the intense heat of her gaze and dropped their eyes to their respective tables, no longer staring at us.
“Hey, I have an idea!”, she said, brightening, “would you like to spend the day with me? That is, if you don’t have anything planned?”
“That’s awfully sweet of you, hon, but are you sure you want to be seen in public with me? I mean, you do have your reputation as a corporate mogul to think about,” I said.
“Oh, fuck those bigots,” she said, with a roll of her big, beautiful eyes, “if they can’t handle seeing me hanging out with a human then that’s on them and it’s their problem, not mine. So, what do you say?”
“I don’t know...” I shrugged, “I think I’ll just finish my coffee and go home.”
“Suit yourself,” she said, sounding disappointed, “but I wish you’d change your mind. It’s been a long time since we spent any time together and we have a lot to catch up on.”
I smiled at her and felt a slight pang of guilt from denying this absolutely lovely and wonderful friend but I was just feeling my social insecurities a little too deeply to be able to truly enjoy myself with her.
“Well, I suppose I should get my day started,” she smiled as she rose from her seat. Just then and much to my surprise she reached out, took my face in both of her forehooves and planted a big, fat, wet kiss right on my lips followed by a very obvious wink.
“You have my number! Call me!” she said before turning and striding boldly for the door giving the bigots an obvious glare that dared them to say something. They didn’t.
Feeling slightly embarrassed I gulped down the last of my coffee, rose from my seat and headed for the door not looking at any of the ponies on my way out.
Stepping outside I turned left intending to return to my apartment when I almost walked headlong into a bouncing Pinkie Pie.
“Oops! Sorry! I didn’t mean to almost run you over, Brian!” she said apologetically, rising up on her hind legs and catching me by the shoulders with her forehooves to keep me from falling.
I smiled when I realized who it was who’d almost knocked me down. Here was another pony who I was always happy to see. Reaching out I hugged her and, in perfect Pinkie style, she hugged me right back.
“Hey! I haven’t seen you in a go-zillion years!” she said, sincerely happy to see me, “where’ve you been?”
“Oh, here and there,” I shrugged, smiling, “it’s good to see you though. How’ve you been?”
“Peachy keen as always!”, she chimed happily, then she asked, “so where’ve you been hiding?”
“Who says I’ve been hiding?” I said a little nervously. Pinkie giggled, knowing full well about my predicament and problems with some of the locals. No secrets in small towns.
Just then her eyes narrowed and her face took on a subtly sly expression as she leaned her face close to mine.
“You know some of these ponies could use a good, hard kick in the flanks!” she sneered before brightening again.
Oh, man! Didn’t I know that! Still, I wasn’t about to be the one that’d give it to them. That would have to fall to somepony else.
Just then Pinkie’s expression changed back to the sly one she’d shown earlier but, this time, there was something slightly different about it. I stared at her expectantly as she leaned in close to my ear.
“Hey, you wanna know a secret?” she whispered into my ear in a distinctly conspiratorial tone.
I perked up knowing that any ‘secret’ Pinkie was about to reveal would be about herself and would usually involve doing something incredibly fun.
“What?” I asked expectantly excited.
“I don’t want to tell you here,” she whispered, “come on around the corner with me so we can have a little privacy and I’ll tell you.”
Stepping back she turned and, with a wave of her forehoof, beckoned me to follow her. A moment later we turned the corner and Pinkie walked into the entrance of an alley that led to the back door of Sugarcube Corner. I followed close behind.
As we walked I just couldn’t help noticing the beautiful pendulum sway of her perfectly shaped, absolutely gorgeous flanks. I also couldn’t stop myself from thinking how wonderful it would be to take those firm, round, perfect flanks in my hands and...
We stopped at Sugarcube Corner’s back door for a moment as Pinkie got a key out and unlocked it, opened it and we stepped inside.
“So, what’s this secret you want to tell me?” I asked a little impatiently. I really wanted to know.
“Be patient, silly! I’ll show you in a second,” she winked at me as we headed up the back stairs to the second floor. A moment later we headed down a hallway, pinkie bouncing happily all the way, until we found ourselves in front of a door brightly decorated with cut-outs of all kinds of party decorations and favors. She opened the door, stepped inside but not before turning and giving me a lecherous wink. I followed happily now suspecting but not being entirely sure what she was up to.
No sooner had we gotten into her room then she slammed the door shut, locked it then, rising up on her hind legs, pinned me to the door with her forehooves. Surprised, I stared at her wide-eyed and waited for what she’d do next.
“I have been absolutely crazy horny lately and I’ve wanted you for the longest time because I like you a lot,” she cooed just before she started licking my face, my ears and neck, pressing my body hard into the door as she began vigorously grinding her pelvis into mine.
My mind reeled at this sudden, spectacular surprise. The whirlwind pace at which it was all happening was overwhelming and I felt like I was being uncontrollably swept away on a powerful, irresistible tide.
I was usually pretty perceptive when it came to picking up on things like this. How could I have missed Pinkie Pie’s obvious hots for me? Had I really been that distracted by thoughts induced by all the negativity I’d faced in recent weeks and was this really happening, now? Was Pinkie Pie really coming on to me wanting to fuck me? I couldn’t think as I found myself succumbing to what she was doing to me. needless to say I was instantly hard.
I never saw her forelegs move from the door but, somehow, my pants ended up around my ankles as Pinkie slowly licked her way from my face and neck down my body until she was kneeling in front of me staring at my now throbbing cock.
“Ooh!” she squealed in delight as she squatted in front of me, “It’s so big! I didn’t think humans were this big! It’s beautiful!” then, “Maud would love you! You’re hard like a rock. She likes rocks.”
I began trembling and my eyes rolled up in my head as Pinkie, without another word, quickly gulped my cock into her mouth and took it all the way down her throat, sucking me in a way that I didn’t think was possible. I groaned loudly as I felt my knees go weak, threatening to collapse beneath me and drop me to the floor.
Lost in what she was doing, Pinkie continued to deep throat me with great enthusiasm as I felt my orgasm quickly building in me.
I took a deep breath, did my best to hold it back. ‘No’, I thought, ‘it wouldn’t be a good idea to blow my load down her throat just seconds after she took me into her hot, enthusiastic mouth. I grit my teeth and did my best to hold on as she continued to ram my cock down her throat as far as it would go.
A moment later I felt her pull her head back, looked down woozily to find her looking up at me, her eyes pleading.
“Don’t you want to cum?” she asked. I was sweating and trembling, my cock throbbing like it would explode like one of Pinkie’s Party Cannons and all I could do was look down at her weakly, unable to speak as I licked my lips and swallowed, trying to ease the dryness in my throat.
Seeing me in the state I was in she rose to her hind legs, kissed me sweetly on the lips.
“It’s awfully sweet of you to try to hold back like that,” she cooed, realizing what I’d try to do, “but you don’t have to do that. In fact, I’d love to feel you shoot a nice, hot load down my throat. I love that!”
“Aren’t you worried I won’t be able to get hard again?” I croaked, barely able to get the words out.
“Don’t be silly!” she chirped, “If there’s any mare in this town who can get a guy hard as many times as she wants it’s me! Well, with the possible exception of Apple Jack... Or Twilight - She’s really good - Or maybe even Fluttershy...”
She giggled as she took me by the hand she led me to her bed, jumped onto it and rolled over onto her back, beckoning me with a forehoof to join her.
“Now come on, Mister Studmeister!” she chimed, “we have a lot of fucking to do and we only have today and part of tonight to do it in since I have to work, tomorrow.”
Holy shit! Was she serious? Were we really going to spend all that time having sex? I couldn’t believe it.
Sure, I’d had a few mare sex partners before but, usually, it was all over in about ten minutes and I’d never fucked a mare who could go more than twenty and here was Pinkie Pie telling me we were going to be banging each others brains out for hours and hours? Unreal!
“What’re you waiting for?” she asked, “Come on! Let’s get started!”
Looking at me with lidded eyes she began licking her lips and softly caressing her body with her forehooves as she slowly, invitingly spread her back legs wide open so I could see.
Now, sure, I’d gotten little peeks at her plot before but never before had I seen it in all it’s beautiful, sensual glory. Reaching down she spread the now wet and glistening outer lips enticingly.
“See? It’s totally shaped like a heart!” she purred with a wicked grin, referring to the shape of the inner lips of her soft, pink plot and she was right! It was shaped just like a heart.
I stood there at the side of her bed with my mouth hanging open and my tongue hanging out as I stared at her, totally lost in her magnificent, pink beauty.
With a cluck of her tongue she reached out, grabbed my hand and pulled me down on top of her.
“There! Isn’t that better?” she giggled as she began kissing my face and caressing my back and ass with her forehooves.
Her forehooves! Woah! Who would’ve thought that anything which were essentially giant fingernails could be so soft but they were softer than any fingers I’d felt touch my flesh, before. I closed my eyes and groaned in sheer pleasure at her touch.
“Ooh! I have an idea!” she shouted excitedly. I gasped, alarmed, as she leaped out from under me with such force that, if she hadn’t quickly reached out and caught me, I would have ended up on the floor.
Laying me on my back she straddled me and positioned her sweet, round and firm ass over my cock. Reaching down she grabbed it and began rubbing the head against her soaking wet slit. A second later she dropped down on my cock, taking it all the way into her in a single motion.
We both trembled and groaned loudly from the intense pleasure and thrill of that and I felt like I’d blow my load as soon as I entered her. She began grinding her hips on me, her voice all soft moans and coos of pleasure as she licked her lips, closed her eyes and started grinding on me fast and hard.
“This is so good! So good!” she gasped breathlessly as she began to bounce up and down on my cock, taking it in and out of her pussy in quick, staccato strokes.
Unable to control myself I reached up, took her face in both of my hands and pulled her toward me, locking lips with her in a very hot, very passionate kiss as she continued rapidly bounce up and down on my cock.
Throwing her hind legs out behind her, she stretched her whole body out over mine as her hips rocked rapidly up and down as I wrapped my arms around her, stroked and caressed her back and ass with my fingers as we both lost ourselves in that passionate kiss and each other.
A moment later she broke the kiss. Rising up on her forehooves but still grinding fast and hard against me she shouted so loudly that it startled me. “Cum in me now!” she gasped. Her eyes shut tight she bit her lip hard as she continued to pound her ass up and down on my cock. In that instant we both exploded in massive, screaming climaxes.
***
We lay there on her bed sweating, panting and groaning as we wallowed in the afterglow of our climaxes, me limp as a cooked noodle now, she snuggled up to me softly cooing and gently kissing and caressing my face.
I wouldn’t have minded if that had lasted a little longer but it wasn’t a moment before Pinkie rose up, turned herself around and began sucking me again, her soft, happy purrs and moans gently filling the bedroom air.
Carefully she positioned her plot directly over my face and settled down, her pussy just inches from my mouth. I stared at it for a moment, my eyes drinking in the sheer beauty of that soaking wet, gorgeous, pink sight as it pulsed and throbbed, her little clit winking in and out, making it abundantly clear she was fully ready to go again.
Then it hit me; where was my cum, why wasn’t it dripping out of her? That massive load I’d unleashed in her should have been flowing out of her in gobs but there was nothing but her pussy juice. I was baffled.
“What’re you waiting for? Lick me!” she gasped as she took my still limp cock into her mouth and began sucking it. Again my body was filled with the magnificently delicious sensations of what she was doing to me and, taking her ass in my hands, I positioned myself and began licking her slit up and down slowly with the tip of my tongue, pausing with each lick to gently caress her now quickly winking clit. So many surprises! Where most mares normally tasted sweetly musky and a little salty, Pinkie’s pussy had the distinctly sweet taste of cup cakes and cotton candy! Loving the taste I buried my face in it, licking her enthusiastically.
“Oh! Oh! You’re good! You’re so good!” she gasped as her ass began to gently bob up and down on my face, her pussy literally dripping with her honey-sweet juice, her clit rapidly winking and pulsing against my tongue as another climax quickly built in her.
Again and much to my own surprise I was rock hard as Pinkie began easily taking me down her throat again. It was amazing to me how easily Pinkie could gobble my cock balls deep down her throat when most of the mares I’d ever had sex with could barely get it halfway in their mouths without gagging.
I paused from my happy licking for a moment as a realization hit me; even though Pinkie had my cock buried deep in her throat she wasn’t holding her breath but was still breathing hard!
“How do you do that?” I asked, gasping breathlessly.
She paused, lifted her head and looked back at me, saliva dribbling down her chin.
“Breathe while I’m deep throating you? Silly Billy! I can breathe through my ears!” she said in a happy, giggling moan, “It’s a family trait. I could keep you down my throat all day if I wanted to.”
Without another word she took my cock back in her mouth and gobbled it down half-way to her stomach!
Within minutes we again exploded in massive, gut wrenching, moaning, screaming orgasms, collapsing in sweating, panting, gasping heaps.
After a moment Pinkie turned, crawled up and snuggled against me, throwing a forehoof over my chest and nuzzling her face to mine.
“You’re big!” she cooed contentedly, “I didn’t think humans were as big as stallions!”
“I guess I’m an exception”, I said softly, then, “you’ve never fucked a human, before?”
Pinkie lifted her head and looked at me, raising an eyebrow although there was still a soft, pleased smile on her face.
“Of course not, silly!” she said softly, “what kind of girl do you think I am? I don’t just fuck anything that comes along. In fact, I’m pretty picky.”
I looked at Pinkie both surprised and pleased and felt a real sense of honor that this gorgeously beautiful mare had desired me as her sex partner.
Just then a wicked grin spread across her face as her eyes rolled up in thought, then she looked back at me, that wicked grin not fading in the least.
“Hey, can you piss when you’re hard?” she asked. My eyebrows shot up as I stared at her, wondering why in the world she’d ask me something like that.
“I, I don’t know! I never tried,” I answered hesitantly, completely clueless about what Pinkie had in mind.
“Well, come on then, Mister Guinea Pig!” she said, gleefully as she bounced up from the bed, took me by the hand and urged me toward her bathroom, “Let’s go find out!”
Hesitantly curious, I let her lead me through a door into her bathroom.
Holy shit! That bathroom was huge, almost as big as her bedroom! The Cakes must make some big green from that bakery of theirs if they could afford to build a guest room onto their house that was as big as any luxury master bedroom I’d ever seen. I couldn’t even begin to imagine what their rooms looked like.
As I watched Pinkie stepped into an enormous, round jacuzzi bathtub. Laying on her back in the middle of it she spread her legs wide and smiled up at me sweetly, batting her eyes.
“So, what’s this?” I asked as I stepped over to the edge of the tub.
“Well, if you can do it, I want you to piss in me,” she said.
My jaw dropped and I stared at her for a moment.
“Don’t look so surprised, silly Billy!” she cooed alluringly at me as she beckoned me to join her in the tub. I continued to stand there staring at her, startled by what was to me a shocking revelation of some real kinkiness on Pinkie’s part.
“Okay, look,” she said with a roll of her eyes, “when a stallion fucks he usually shoots a huge load of cum, like bucket-fulls! I love how all that hot cum feels when it’s going into me and it makes me cum really hard.”
I stood there a moment longer listening, suddenly intrigued by the idea.
“You don’t shoot as much as a stallion,” she continued, but I figure the inside of my pussy couldn’t tell the difference between hot cum and hot piss so I thought we’d try it.”
“You’ve never done this before?” I asked.
“Of course not, silly!” she giggled, “I’ve never had to, before. So, you want to give it a... Shot?”
Throwing a forehoof up to her mouth, Pinkie laughed at her own little joke as I hesitated, wondering if this could actually work.
“Um, I don’t need to piss,” I said with a frown.
“Well, go drink some water, silly!” she giggled as she began rubbing her pussy with a forehoof, gently stroking it while smiling up at me with lidded eyes, urging me back to hardness with her overwhelmingly powerful sexiness.
“Go on!” she insisted with a wave of her hoof. I grinned, warming to the whole idea. Yeah, this was something neither of us had ever done before and the sheer novelty of this new experience appealed to me.
Seeing a glass on a nearby sink I filled it, gulped the water down, filled again and kept drinking until I felt the urging of my swelling bladder.
Putting the glass back where I’d found it, I stepped into the tub and on top of Pinkie who cooed sweetly when she felt the warmth of my body now pressing against hers. She hugged me tightly for a moment, laying several soft kisses on my face before she reached down, grabbed my ass and began pushing it down, urging me into her.
Totally unaccustomed to what I was doing I felt uncomfortable, seriously feeling a need to piss now and not sure if I could while I was inside her.
Closing her eyes she moaned, licked her lips as I slid inside her and began pumping in and out of her.
“Oh, yeah! Mmm!” she cooed as her hips began to rock in rhythm with my own.
Wrapping her back legs around my back, she reached up and held me tight to her, gently licking and kissing my ears and neck.
“Oh, so good! So good!” she cooed sweetly as her body began to tense toward climax.
Still, as much as I wanted to enjoy what was going on, I found it difficult as the now sharp, frantic pangs from my bladder urged me to stop, overriding my own building climax. I hesitated.
“No! Don’t stop now!” she hissed in my ear as she continued to slam her pelvis into mine in ever greater urgency.
I sighed, kept going and soon I felt my own orgasm building in me, overwhelming my need to piss. I began to pump her hard and fast, she responding to my thrusts with hard, fast thrusts of her own.
“Keep going! I’m close!” she grunted, her voice a rasping croak as her whole body began to tremble violently, her hips thrusting hard and fast now.
I wanted to stop, get up and take a piss before going on but I knew I couldn’t so I just kept going, trying to take my own orgasm over the top as it fought violently with my overwhelming need to piss.
What a weird sensation! I’d never felt anything like it before and I wasn’t sure I ever wanted to feel it again as time and again my need to piss dampened my orgasm and pushed it back. In that moment I thought that there was no way I could piss inside of Pinkie while doing this but I just kept going wishing for nothing more than for it to be over.
Still, my desire to cum was growing stronger so I started slamming into Pinkie as hard and as fast as I could in the hope that I could get there all that much sooner.
“Yes!” she screamed in my ear, “Perfect! Don’t stop! Don’t stop!”
She took my ear in her mouth and bit down hard, the hot breath from her nostrils blowing onto my head accompanied by hard grunts and gasps.
I didn’t know which was worse; my insane need to piss or the intense pain in my ear from her now mindless biting.
Just then I felt my own orgasm build and overwhelm my need to piss and, lifting up on my hands, I pumped Pinkie with all my might.
“Now! Push! Push!” she croaked in a hard, gasping grunt, “Push it out!”
Taking a deep breath I held it and, shutting my eyes tight, pushed hard. Caught up on the edge of an orgasm, my unaccustomed bladder resisted. I pushed harder and a second later I felt it let go as I hit orgasm.
I was overwhelmed. The sensation of pissing and cumming at the same time was the most insanely intense thing I’d ever felt in my life! I couldn’t breathe and my heart felt like it’d explode out of my chest as I felt that weird mixture of piss and cum pour into her.
Pinkie was screaming and convulsing violently now as I let go, the powerful contractions of her pussy in climax shooting that mixture of cum, piss and her own pussy juice over my balls and our thighs, soaking us both.
My climax was so intense that I thought I would die from the force and power of it but it just kept going and going, driven by the feeling of my piss flowing into Pinkie and it seemed like it’d go on forever or until I died, which seemed more likely at the moment. After what seemed like forever, I collapsed upon Pinkie, unconscious.
I don’t know how long I was out and I didn’t care. I opened my eyes and looked down at Pinkie. She was out cold, her eyes closed and her tongue lolling out of her open mouth.
Shocked, I struggled to take her head in weak and shaking hands to lift it from the floor of the tub.
“Pinkie? Pinkie! Are you all right? Say something! Talk to me!” I gasped raggedly, trying to shout but failing because of my weakness.
A moment later she opened her eyes a little, weakly smiled up at me.
“That was... Amazing!” she gasped in barely more than a soft whisper, a soft smile spreading across her face.
Relieved that she was all right I collapsed on top of her and lay there raggedly gasping, trying to get my breath. I tried to move but winced as a small, sharp pain hit me. It was just then that I noticed the dull ache coming from my pelvis and realized that I must have cummed so hard, myself, that I probably sprained something in the process
Pinkie laid her head back down, closed her eyes and fell back into unconsciousness. Totally overwhelmed with exhaustion from that experience I closed my eyes and let myself do the same.
***
I don’t know how long I was out but I awoke washed, dried and nestled warmly and comfortably in Pinkie’s bed, she laying next to me softly stroking my face with a forehoof, an adoring smile on her face, her eyes sparkling and dancing with what seemed like the light of a million stars.
“Hey there, sleepy head,” she cooed softly as she leaned down and gently kissed my cheek, “How are you feeling?”
I looked up at her, smiled then winced when I was hit by a sharp sting where Pinkie had bitten my ear. I reached up and gingerly touched it, felt the bandage there, looked up at Pinkie.
“You know you’re crazy in bed,” I whispered, looking up at her with raised eyebrows. Not the least bit offended she threw a forehoof up to her mouth and laughed softly.
“I know,” she said, blushing a little, “I hope you didn’t mind.”
Mind? How could I mind the greatest, most fantastic, incredible and amazing sexual experience of my entire life?
“Not really,” I whispered back, a soft smile spreading over my lips.
“I had no idea there were lovers like you,” I said, “you were amazing!”
Pinkie smiled, began gently toying with a strand of my hair.
“I could easily say the same thing about you, Mister Super Stud,” she cooed, “that was the most amazing sex I’ve ever had in my life!”
Having said that, she laid her head on my neck, draping her forehoof over my chest and giving me a soft but firm squeeze.
“Can I keep you? Pretty please with sugar sprinkles? Can I? Can I?” she sighed as she kissed my neck.
“I don’t know if I could survive you,” I joked, chuckling softly, “you’re pretty wild.”
Pinkie rose up, pouted down at me with big puppy eyes.
“Aw, please?” she begged, “I wanna keep you!”
Grinning, I shook my head, rolled my eyes and chuckled again.
She lay back down snuggling up to me close and warm, closed her eyes.
“Nobody’s ever satisfied me like that, before,” she whispered, “nobody.”
I said nothing more but closed my eyes and let myself slip back into sleep.
***
It was about ten days after my amazing encounter with Pinkie Pie. I hadn’t gone back into town since then, although I was sorely tempted to. As crazy as Pinkie had been in bed she’d also been incredibly exciting and a far more fun lover than I’d ever known before.
But I was still feeling the sting of the hard, judgmental and prejudiced stares of the bigots I’d encountered at The Corner the morning I’d run into Twist and it dissuaded me from returning any time soon. Besides, Pinkie knew where I lived and she was welcome to come to my house any time she took a notion to.
Sipping my morning coffee I perused the pages of the Ponyville Picayune, casually reading through the various articles, when there came a knock at my front door. That surprised me because I wasn’t expecting anyone that morning and I became suspicious, wondering if perhaps the local bigots were out to have a little fun with me. They’d done it before, dumping trash on my small front lawn or toilet-papering the tree which grew out front. Perhaps they were growing a little bolder, thinking I wouldn’t do anything about it? Who knew?
The knock came again, more insistently this time. Unable to ignore it I laid my paper down on my dining table and, with a sigh and a roll of my eyes, rose to answer it.
My mouth fell open as my suspicion turned to shocked, delighted surprise when I opened the door to find Pinkies sister, Maud, standing there.
“My sister sent me a letter telling me that you’re a true gem. I couldn’t wait to get here to meet you,” she said. As was so typical of Maud, her face was expressionless but her eyes sparkled and danced with delight.
Without a word I stepped aside to let her in. No sooner had she pranced inside and I’d closed the door then she turned and, tearing her smock from her body and tossed it to the floor and leapt into my arms.
Throwing her forehooves around my neck she gazed deeply into my eyes.
“Yes, she told me all about you,” cooed Maud as her eyes lidded. A soft blush touched her cheeks and she began kissing me softly all over my face as I stood there holding her, utterly taken aback by her most unexpected arrival.
“Take me upstairs. Now,” she moaned in my ear as she began to nibble it, “I want to find out if everything Pinkie told me is true.”
Totally shocked, I reached up with a hand and gently pulled her forehooves from around my neck then gently set her down on the floor
“Uh, Maud,” I muttered, not able to say anything else as I stared down at her.
“You don’t want me?” she asked, her face as blank as ever but the pain of rejection and disappointment showing clearly in her eyes, which were the most expressive I’d ever seen.
“I didn’t say that!” I blurted out, even more disconcerted than before. I sighed, rolled my eyes and ran a hand through my hair.
“Then you do want me,” she said, her eyes expressing a smile as she took a step toward me and began nuzzling my crotch with her muzzle.
The touch of her muzzle against me was astounding and I felt my cock start to grow hard in spite of myself.
Reaching down I began scratching one of Maud’s ears in order to distract her for a moment until I could find words for what I wanted to say without sounding like a complete jerk. Closing her eyes she leaned into my touch, cooing softly.
“Yes, Pinkie was right. You do have a lovely touch,” she said.
Still staring down at her, I pulled my hand away, turned and took a seat at the dining table a short distance away. Maud opened her eyes and looked at me as I gestured for her to join me, clearly showing confusion through that blank face and it was just then that I realized how amazingly expressive her otherwise blank face could be.
She hesitated for a moment, thinking, then joined me.
“Let me apologize for my sudden and most unexpected arrival here,” she said, “maybe it would have been better if I’d sent you a letter telling you I was coming? But then, like I said, I didn’t want to wait any longer than I had to.”
I continued to stare at her for a moment more.
“Perhaps I was mistaken but I thought you’d be more willing and enthusiastic about this,” she said, as she took a seat at the table next to me. resting her elbows on the table, she settled her face into her forehooves and sat gazing at me with her incredibly beautiful, sparkling teal eyes. She batted them a few times as the softest smile I’d ever seen barely touched her lips.
“As you can see I’m quite excited about... Possibilities,” she said softly, “especially if you live up to the impressions that Pinkie gave me in her letter.”
“We’ve met only one time before,” I said, finally thinking of something to say, “if you’ll forgive me for saying this, I hardly know you. I certainly don’t know you as well as I know Pinkie.”
“Are you going to ask me to marry you and stay with you forever?” she asked, quite unexpectedly and much to my surprise. I blinked, shook my head.
“No!”, I blurted out.
“Then where is the problem?” she asked, then, “I came here to have sex with you because Pinkie sent me a letter telling me what a thoughtful, marvelous and... Thorough... Lover you are. It’s been quite a long time since I’ve shared a bed with such and, reading about you, I simply couldn’t pass up the opportunity to experience that, again.”
Her logic was flawless and straight to the point.
“Please forgive me but you didn’t strike me as the sexually passionate type,” I said, regretting it as soon as the words passed my lips, then hoping Maud wouldn’t take it wrong. She didn’t even bat an eye.
“That is the impression I give to most ponies and for good reason,” she said quietly, “but, if the truth be known, I’m a raging volcano inside, a volcano that needs to erupt from time to time and, from what Pinkie’d told me, you’re just the one I need to make me blow my top.” Then, “and if you ever tell anypony else what I just told you I’ll send Tom to beat you to death.”
Okay, that last part was a bit off-putting and certainly not conducive to her seducing me but it was obvious to me that she definitely didn’t want me telling anyone this closely guarded secret she’d just dropped in my lap.
Even though I was still off balance from all of this I found myself gazing into Maud’s eyes - those huge, gorgeous, sparkling beautiful teal eyes! Even as I stared I felt something happening to me, like I was coming under some kind of spell and the stronger that sense grew the more I wanted to gaze into those eyes.
Perhaps Maud was experiencing something similar because, without warning, she rose from her seat, stepped onto and walked across the table, settling herself into my lap facing me, her back legs spread and dangling over my thighs. It was then that I noticed she was trembling with excitement.
She threw her forelegs around my neck again and drew my face close to hers, gazed into my eyes for a moment more before closing her own and softly touching her lips to mine, kissing me.
The sweet, soft, gentle touch of her lips on mine was overwhelming as I felt her pour all of her passion into that kiss, driving and compelling me to throw all resistance to the wind and surrender to it.
We were both breathing hard within a moment as I felt her tongue force its way past my lips and into my mouth, playfully teasing and toying my own and I was amazed at how hot her now soaking wet pussy was as she continued to grind against me.
That was it! I couldn’t take any more and I gave completely in to this deceptively, amazingly passionate mare as I felt my cock grow hard from where she was now grinding her plot against my pelvis.
In a single motion I scooped her up on my arms and rose from my seat. Cradling her in my arms I carried her up the stairs to my bedroom where I gently laid her down on the top covers and began quickly tearing my clothes off, wanting more than to be rid of them.
“Do it... Slowly,” she crooned from the bed, “I like a slow strip-tease. It drives me crazy.”
I instantly warmed to the idea and, as Maud watched, licking her lips and gently, softly stroking her pussy, I unbuttoned first the top button of my shirt then the next then the next, teasing her with the excruciating slowness of my actions.
“Yes... Yes!” she cooed breathlessly as she watched and continued to slowly and gently hoof her pussy, her legs spread wide so I could see every little thing.
I’d just gotten my shirt opened and was now toying with the button of my pants when Maud’s eyes rolled up in her head. Throwing her head back she let out a great moan as her body spasmed several times in a beautiful, spurting climax.
“Yes! Perfect!” she groaned loudly as she came, her pussy juice shooting out to splatter on my trousers as I stood at the end of the bed.
A moment later she collapsed, gasping, onto the covers. Her eyes closed, she licked her lips again but this time in satisfaction. Pulling off the rest of my clothes I walked over to the bed and joined her.
No sooner had I joined her but she leaped up and straddled my stomach, a most unexpected but fiercely hot expression on her face.
Gazing deeply into my eyes she reached behind and grabbed my cock with a hoof.
“Yes! Hard! Like a rock!” she gasped panting through clenched teeth, “I love rocks!”
Scooting down she settled her pussy over the head of my cock, seeking. Finding its mark she pushed her ass down hard taking me full inside her hot, soaking wet and throbbing pussy, letting out a loud moaning gasp as I slid inside her.
“Grab my ass! Grab it!” she demanded as she settled onto me, laying her chin on my shoulder and holding me tight.
Trembling now from my own intense excitement, I reached down and cupped her ass in both of my hands, began stroking, fondling and squeezing it between my fingers.
“Yes, that’s it! Do that! Keep doing that!” she crowed breathlessly as she began bouncing up and down on me, rapidly taking me in and out of her.
By this time I was completely lost and was kissing and biting her ears, face and neck, totally getting into what she was doing.
“Sit up! Hold me sitting up!” she breathlessly demanded again as she continued to hump furiously on me, her tail whipping about like a mindlessly mad snake.
I sat up, still holding her by that sweet ass of hers and, as I did so, she shut her eyes tight, threw her head back as her mouth flew open in a wordless scream.
Again, her body spasmed violently several times as I felt her pussy quickly and tightly contract around my cock, her pussy juice shooting out all over my balls and thighs.
It was then that she released her breath in a long, loud squeaking moan as her body relaxed a little but she continued fucking me hard.
Trembling, sweating, groaning and gasping hard myself, now, I could feel myself getting close to an enormous spurting climax inside that wonderfully tight pussy of hers.
Maud must have sensed my pending orgasm because she reached behind her and, without missing a beat, slapped my balls just hard enough to break my orgasm but not enough to hurt.
“No. You can’t cum yet”, she gasped, opening her eyes to look at me when she heard my surprised yelp, not even slowing or breaking her stride on me.
with that she began to pound her pussy down harder and faster on my cock, driving me crazy and driving herself to an even greater, more powerful spurting climax.
And so this went for several hours. Every time I’d come close to orgasm she’d reach back and slap my balls to keep me from coming just as she’d done that first time and every time it worked and I found I could keep going.
After four hours of hard, endless fucking Maud finally reached a point where she was so weak from climaxing that she could barely move up and down on me and, her eyes rolled up in her head and half open, she was wobbling on me threatening to fall over.
“One... More! Just... One... More!” she croaked in breathless, rasping gasps as she struggled to coax that final climax out of her body.
She was straddling me, leaning back on her hands now as she sought that last bit of strength she needed to hump her way to that final, explosive, spurting climax but, after much failed effort, she finally gave up and collapsed on me panting and spent. I still hadn’t cum so I just kept pumping into her with as much strength as I could find in myself.
Maud’s body tensed tightly as I continued to pump her hard from beneath her quivering, trembling body.
“Yes! That’s it! Don’t stop!” she gasped loudly as she began to buck her hips against mine again.
A moment later we both exploded into each other in one last amazing mutual climax before crumpling into each other in quivering, trembling, gasping exhaustion and complete satisfaction.
***
it was late afternoon by the time Maud and I were able to climb out of bed, shower and dress and make our way downstairs to the living room, walking on still weak and wobbly legs.
“Well, my sister was certainly right about you,” said Maud as we reached the front door.
“It’s a long trip back to the rock farm,” I said hopefully, “are you sure you don’t want to spend the night so you can get some rest before heading back?”
“Sorry,” she said, her eyes pouting, “but I’ve got an important test at school tomorrow and I can’t afford to miss it, otherwise I’d be more than happy to stay.”
Rising up on her hind legs, Maud wrapped her forelegs around my neck and softly, gently kissed me on the lips and hugged me. Wrapping my arms around her I happily hugged her back.
“You were amazing!”, I whispered softly in her ear just before kissing it.
“It’s a Pie family trait, we tend to be amazing,” she teased, jokingly, her expression completely deadpan.
Kissing me one last time she turned to go, paused. Turning back to me I watched in amazement as a huge smile spread across Maud’s face, revealing pearly-white and perfect teeth, the lines of her eyes crinkling up in delight. It was the most beautiful smile I’d ever seen and all I could do was stand there staring in shocked delight as she stepped back to me, threw her forelegs around my neck and hugged me tight, again.
“We’ll be doing this again I hope?” she asked, pulling back to gaze deeply into my eyes. She was still smiling.
“Are you kidding? I wouldn’t miss it for the world but what about Pinkie? Isn’t she going to be upset when I tell her that you came here and fucked me?”
She raised an ironic eyebrow at me and grinned.
“She’s the one who told me what a good fuck you are, remember?” she asked, then, “she’s not about to get mad over something she insisted I do!”
I smiled at her both relieved that this would cause no problems and just from the sheer joy Maud’s smile brought to my heart. Kissing me one last time on the tip of my nose, Maud turned, headed out the front door then paused again to look back at me.
“Don’t be surprised if both Pinkie and I show up together at some point,” she said with a grinning wink before trotting down the walkway and off down the road.
‘Holy shit!’, I thought to myself as I closed the door, “both of them? At the same time? As in a threesome? I didn’t know whether to be delighted or terrified at the prospect. Certainly Maud or Pinkie were overwhelming enough one at a time but both of them, together? I winced as I wondered if I’d be able to survive such an amazing sexual onslaught then chuckled to myself when I realized that I was certainly willing to try.
The End
