Berry Punch's Birthdayby ZeckChaptersPicking Up the Birthday Girl'Dancing' With the Birthday Girl (Warning: VERY Racy)Massaging the Birthday Girl (borderline NSFW)Picking Up the Birthday Girl“Mommy, stop fussing with your hair.” “Oops!” Berry Punch put her hoof back on the ground quickly, but a second later, it was up again, playing with her wavy mane in a futile attempt to straighten it. “Mommy!” Pinchy said. The little Unicorn spun around and planted herself firmly in Berry’s way, her pale green eyes gleaming with a stubbornness that rivaled Berry’s. “Mom is going to be very upset with you if you knock that leaf out before your date!” Berry smiled down at her daughter and moved her hoof away. “Are you sure it looks good?” she asked. Even though she knew Pinchy would say yes, she still wanted to hear it. “Of course!” Pinchy said, a smile beaming from her young face. “You look beautiful, Mommy.” It was a rare moment in Berry’s life, because she genuinely agreed with Pinchy. There was no doubt eating at the back of her mind, no self-loathing chewing on her heart. The dress she was wearing helped her believe her daughter’s words. It was dark purple and cut low in the front, forming a deep V around her neck. The sleeves running down her forelegs stopped halfway, and they were made of silky, see-through fabric that flowed around her forelegs. The back of her dress was done in a crystal style, making it look like she was wearing actual gems instead of fabric. It changed tint, starting as the same dark purple as the rest of her dress around her flank, then slowly growing lighter as it went down, until it was just a few shades darker than her deep raspberry mane. She wore fishnet stockings underneath the dress that clung tightly to her shapely legs and simple black shoes on the bottom of her back hooves. A blue choker was around her neck, and in its center was a jewel carved in the shape of a strawberry. It was a gift from Minuette, before they had been married, and Berry only put it on for special occasions. Her whole outfit was completed with the simple ornament in her mane. It was comprised of two holly leaves with three read berries, and she had it tucked behind her left ear. In short, if Berry Punch saw herself walking down the street, she wouldn’t just stare; she would probably jump herself and find the nearest bed. She knew she was hot, but right now she felt beyond that. She felt beautiful. “Thanks, Pinchy,” Berry said, pride swelling in her chest. “Now let’s get you over to Dinky’s.” “Yay!” The little filly jumped and then began to trot happily down the street. Berry followed behind her, fully aware that she was turning several heads in ways she normally didn’t do. It only made her feel more stunning. The mother and daughter reached a small cottage in Ponyville. It was nothing special, with a simple roof and two front windows and a single story. Still, it was well lived in, with small warmth of firelight coming through the windows and a welcome matt at the door, which Pinchy rubbed her hooves on before knocking. The door swung open almost instantly and a little light purple Unicorn stood there. Her yellow mane hung in her face, but she quickly brushed it aside and squealed when she saw Pinchy. “Dinky!” Pinchy said. “Pinchy!” Dinky replied, and the two wrapped each other in a hug. “Hello, Mrs. Pinchy’s Mommy,” Dinky added when she saw Berry. “You look great!” Berry’s face flushed. “Thank you, Dinky. Is your mom home?” “Mommy!” Dinky called. “Pinchy and her Mommy are here!” There was a loud crash from somewhere in the house and Berry chuckled to herself. A moment later, Derpy appeared behind the two fillies. She opened her mouth to say something, but her eyes widened and she froze. “Hello, Derpy,” Berry said, and she found herself blushing again under the Pegasus’ gaze. She rubbed her foreleg and looked down at the ground for a moment. “Holy muffins, Berry!” Derpy said as her wings began to flutter and she rose into the air. “You look fantastic!” “Thanks,” Berry said. Her cheeks were starting to hurt from all the blushing and smiling she was doing. “Are you sure it’s okay if Pinchy spends the night here?” “Of course it is,” Derpy replied. “It’s all Dinky’s talked about all week. We love it when she comes over.” Most ponies thought Berry was a bit…touched in the head to trust her daughter to Derpy. Everypony knew that Pinchy was Berry’s greatest treasure, and that she would rip the throat out of anything that hurt her. Combining that with Derpy’s well-known…antics, and it seemed like a mad idea to leave Pinchy with the cross-eyed Pegasus. But Berry saw a kindred spirit in the grey Pegasus. Sure, Derpy was klutzy, but she was just as devoted to Dinky as Berry was to Pinchy. She put her daughter above everything, even herself, despite the fact that she was a single mom. Berry understood her on a level that a lot of ponies didn’t, and there were few other ponies in town that Berry would feel completely safe leaving Pinchy with. The list of those ponies was even shorter tonight, because two of them were meeting her in a bit. “Thanks, Derpy,” Berry said and she gave the mare a quick hug before she turned to Pinchy. “You’ll behave, right? Do everything Miss Hooves says, right?” “Yep!” Pinch said with a big smile. “Come on, Pinchy! I’ve got the fort all set up in the living room!” Dinky said, and the two Unicorns ran into the house. “My Mommy made me my special juice for tonight!” she heard Pinchy say, followed by Dinky letting out a shout of glee. Berry smiled. Wine wasn’t the only thing she excelled at making. “Oh, before I forget!” Derpy said. She disappeared into her house, and then a second later she was back, a small basket in her mouth. “This is for you,” she mumbled. Berry took the basket with her hoof and her stomach growled as a delicious scent flooded her nose. Inside the basket, wrapped in a cloth napkin, were four freshly baked berry muffins. Berry’s mouth watered as she looked at them. “Thanks, Derpy,” Berry said as she covered them back up. “Happy birthday!” Derpy said with a huge smile. “There’s one for each of you tonight.” Berry suddenly felt guilty. “Um…sorry that you can’t join us…” Derpy waved her hoof. “It’s no problem. You go have fun with your friends, and the three of us will have a great night right here.” There wasn’t a hint of resentment in Derpy’s playful voice. Any other pony would have left Berry feeling unsure, but Derpy bled honesty, so Berry took her at her word. “Okay,” she said. “We’ll save you some cake.” “Looks like your date is here,” Derpy said, pointing behind Berry. Berry turned, expecting to see Minuette standing there with a smile, but as she saw her wife, her jaw fell open and her eyes turned to saucers. Minuette was standing in Derpy’s yard, and she took Berry’s breath away. The blue Unicorn wore a shirt with gold buttons running up the front. The top button was undone, revealing a small silver chain around her neck. Over the shirt she wore a black suit jacket, nicely pressed, with cufflinks on her forelegs’ sleeves and a single red rose in her front pocket. Her mane was folded up in a bun on the back of her head, making it look like she had cut her hair super short from the front. Berry wasn’t interested in stallions. She hadn’t been in years, since before Pinchy was born. But seeing Minuette cross dressing as one made Berry’s mouth water. Her wife was strikingly attractive every day, but right now she was on a different level of hot, and Berry realized that just staring at the Unicorn was making her legs tremble. “My lady,” Minuette said as she bowed deeply, her tone and face completely serious. “You look beyond lovely.” Berry had to struggle to find words for a few moments. “Um…any chance we can just skip to the part where I tear all of that off of you in bed?” she asked as she licked her lips. Minuette raised her head and cocked it to the side with a smirk. “Somepony is awfully forward tonight,” she said as she walked forward, each step perfectly calculated to catch Berry’s eye. “I’m always forward,” Berry said as Minuette drew close. Usually her wife stopped just within kissing distance when they were in public, but this time she didn’t. Minuette kept moving forward, and Berry found herself reeling back slightly. She didn’t step backward, but as those two beautiful blue eyes drew close, she craned her neck back a little, but still Minuette kept coming. A moment later, Minuette’s forehead was touching Berry’s, and the Earth pony was lost in the two blue pools starring at her. She struggled to breathe as her wife’s breath slowly brushed her cheeks. The moment was terrifying for her, but in a wonderful way. She was always the attacker, the forward pony, the one making all the advances. Minuette only did it when they were alone, and even then she usually only did because Berry wanted her to. But right now, she was using Berry’s own tactic, and it was exhilarating. The uncertainty in her body as Minuette pressed in close; the small trembling in her lips as Minuette licked her own, slowly; the pounding of her heart in her throat as she tried to speak, although she couldn’t think of anything to say. It was all so alien to her that it frightened something deep in her core, but at the same time made her feel alive. As she stood there, relishing the feeling washing over her, she wondered why she wasn’t grabbing the blue beauty and throwing her to the ground right then and there. She wanted to rip the shirt from her lithe body and send its buttons scattering across Derpy’s yard. She wanted to push her hooves under the jacket and run them across Minuette’s supple back. She wanted to twist her hoof in the Unicorn’s bun until it was so tangled that there was no way to get it out until they were both spent, utterly and completely, on the ground. She wanted to do all of that and more, but her quivering body wouldn’t let her make a move. She sucked in a half-dozen breaths before she remembered how to form words, and a dozen more before she was able to speak. The entire time, Minuette kept her forehead firmly pressed against Berry’s, gazing into her eyes and wearing a smirk on her lips that only appeared under very specific conditions—usually ones that involved Berry being on top of her after making her scream. “Collie—mmph!” Berry barely managed to get the first word out before Minuette lunged forward. Her hoof came up behind Berry’s head and held her in place as her lips locked against Berry’s. The kiss was so sudden that Berry stood there in shock, her mouth still open from surprise and not pleasure, and so Minuette pressed the attack. Berry felt the Unicorn’s tongue force its way into her mouth. She let out another muffle yelp of surprise, but it quickly turned into a sigh of pleasure as the tongue explored her inside, tracing her teeth, dancing with her own tongue, and finally pressing against the roof of her mouth so firmly that her hind legs became weak. Minuette held her there for a blissful eternity, pressing her mouth to hers and holding the back of her head so she couldn’t escape pleasure’s grasp. When Minuette finally let her go, Berry gasped for air and nearly collapsed on the ground, but her wife held her up. It was several seconds before Berry was calm enough to speak. “Any…any more…of that…and I’m…going to ruin my dress…” she said as she struggled to remain standing. She was certain that all any pony had to do was just brush her now and she’d collapse. Minuette, her face still dangerously close to Berry’s, gently lifted the Earth pony’s chin so that they were looking at each other once more. “Oh no,” she whispered in a voice that nearly pushed Berry over her threshold. “I’m ruining that dress tonight, birthday girl. And you.” “Now?” Berry asked with the voice of a hopeful filly. “Anticipation makes it all the more enjoyable, my lady,” Minuette replied with a quick kiss on the cheek. “You’re teasing me, Collie.” Minuette smiled brightly, and for a moment she was back to her cheerful, slightly goofy self. She cocked her head to the side and closed her eyes. “Oh, I know. That’s part of the fun.” “…I hate you.” “You won’t after tonight,” Minuette countered, and then she slipped back into her dominating persona. “In fact, I’m pretty sure you’re going to be screaming my name by the end.” Berry pressed her lips together and swallowed. “Have fun tonight, you two!” Berry suddenly went completely stiff as she remembered Derpy. The mailmare was standing right behind her, and had no doubt seen everything. For the first time in a long time, Berry was embarrassed. She let out a weak laugh and turned around to face Derpy. “Uh…thanks,” was all she could say. “Thank you for watching Pinchy for us, Derpy,” Minuette said, again changing back to her old self. “We’ll be by tomorrow at eleven a.m. to pick her up.” Minuette suddenly drew close to Berry’s ear and blew on it in a hushed voice. “That is, if a certain pony will be able to walk by then…” Minuette had promised to ruin Berry’s dress, and her, tonight. As Berry forced herself to walk alongside her stunningly hot wife, her hindquarters told her that the Unicorn was already off to a promising start. Author's Note Nothing super special or anything about this story. It was Berry Punch Replies Mod's birthday a few days ago, so I decided to write a story about Berry as a gift--since I can't draw to save my life like everypony else. Hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Fair warning: while the story won't go into graphic descriptions of Minuette's and Berry's 'activities', it's still going to be racy. If this chapter was a bit too much, you're probably going to want to stay away from the rest. 'Dancing' With the Birthday Girl (Warning: VERY Racy)Berry nearly spit out her drink in the private room of the bar they were in. She snorted as she closed her mouth and immediately started coughing as the wine rushed to the back of her throat and up her nose. It tingled for a moment and then burned, but she didn’t care. She slammed her glass down and laughed in between coughs. “You…you didn’t…!” she hacked as she stared at the cream colored pony with a bubblegum pink and midnight blue mane sitting next to her. Bon Bon’s cheeks were flushed, and from the way she was trying to squish herself further into her seat, Berry knew the coloring wasn’t just from the drinks. “She totally did!” Lyra shouted as she, too, slammed her glass down on the table. The Unicorn had a huge grin on her face. “She beat the snot out of the poor little colt!” “I was only a filly…” Bon Bon whimpered. “And he hit you first.” “She was a terror!” Lyra shouted, raising her empty glass in the air and waving it around like a sword as she stood up in the booth. “Hooves flying everywhere, blood on the sand, hair in her teeth! I knew right then that I’d found my soul mate!” Minuette, still calm and pristinely dressed in her stallion clothing, took a small sip from her wine and grinned at Bon Bon. “I didn’t know you had such a wild streak in you, Bon Bon. Has Lyra ever seen it in…other situations?” Berry licked her lips as she stared at her wife. The look on Minuette’s face as she asked that question…if there wasn’t a table between them, Berry would have her on her back right now. Lyra’s sunglow eyes went wide as she froze in mid-swing. A wicked smile came to her face as she slowly looked down at Minuette and then plopped back into her seat. “Is that your question?” “Yes,” Minuette said, glancing quickly at Berry and blinking slowly. “Well, there was this one time,” Lyra started. She slid over next to her wife and slipped her hoof over the Earth pony’s shoulders. “She’d had a really stressful day at work. I didn’t even make it in the front door before she was one me. Did you know that, with the right type of knot, an apron can completely immobilize—” “It’s not Minuette’s turn!” Bon Bon suddenly shouted. While she was technically correct, Berry knew that she acting more out of panic. She made it a point to ask the question again when it was her turn. Lyra pouted in a way that made Berry’s heart skip a beat thanks to the wine. The Unicorn folded her front legs across her chest and scrunched her nose. “Fine. Then whose turn is it, sourpuss?” “Watch it,” Bon Bon warned as she leaned over and kissed Lyra’s cheek. “Or we’ll skip your turn and go straight to mine.” Lyra’s pouting vanished instantly. Her eyes shot wide and a smile began to grow on her face until it was so big that it looked painful. She glanced at Minuette, then at Berry, and finally at Bon Bon. “Oh! Oh oh oh! Can I really?” she begged, like a little filly in a candy store. “Really?” Bon Bon rolled her eyes and sighed, but the drink in her made it impossible to hide the grin on her face. “Yes, knock yourself out.” “Yes!” Lyra’s front hooves shot into the air. She then slammed them down on the table so hard that their drinks jumped. She leaned forward, her face beaming with glee, and looked Berry straight in the eye. Berry smirked back and took a gulp from her wine. So far, none of her friends had managed to trip her up. She had answered every one of their questions without pause, from what it was like screwing stallions—something no pony else at the table had ever experienced—to how many mares she had been with at one time. She had been a bit nervous at first because she didn’t want to hurt Minuette’s feelings, but the blue Unicorn had been the one asking half of the questions, and each time she had laughed, gasped, or licked her lips right along with Lyra and Bon Bon when Berry had answered. And the dares had been even more impressive. Whatever Lyra was getting ready to throw at her, Berry was certain she could handle it. “I dare…” Lyra started, licking her lips as she drew in closer across the table. What was it going to be? A kiss? That was easy. Tongue maybe? Still a piece of cake. Was she going to ask Berry to make out with her on the table? No problem, so long as Minuette didn’t mind. Maybe that will get her out of that suit faster…! “I dare Minuette to recreate the bachelor party with me!” Lyra said, whipping her head toward the blue Unicorn. Berry blinked in surprise. She turned and glanced at her wife. What bachelor party was Lyra talking about? Was it from before they had met? And what had they done? Berry’s mind began to fill with racy images as she imagined the two Unicorns in their younger years doing all sorts of things at some stallion’s bachelor party. “Bachelorette, Lyra,” Minuette said in a silky voice that sent a shiver down Berry’s spine. She really, really, really needed to get Minuette on her back. Or against a wall. Something. Anything! “Yeah, that thing with Cadance!” Lyra shouted as she pointed at Minuette. “You remember what we did, right?” For the first time that night, color flooded Minuette’s face. “Yes…most of it, anyway.” “Good!” Lyra said. She began to worm her way out of her seat and onto the table. “Let’s do it again!” “Only if Bon Bon says it’s okay,” Minuette said. Berry noted that the blue Unicorn didn’t ask for her permission. Probably because she knew Berry wouldn’t only approve of this, she’d demand it. Back when Princess Cadance had been preparing for her wedding, she had thrown a bachelorette party for Minuette, Lyra, and Twinkleshine. Berry hadn’t been there for most of it, but she had seen the end when she had picked Minuette up. Calling it wild was an understatement. Later, Minuette had told her what had happened, and Berry had kicked herself for not being present to witness it. That was apparently going to change now though. Berry licked her lips in excitement. “Under one condition,” Bon Bon said, and ice flooded Berry’s veins. “Aw, come on, Bon Bon,” Berry pleaded. “Don’t be a sourpuss. I’ve been trying to get Collie to show me this for months!” Bon Bon blinked once as she slowly turned to look at Berry. Berry was expecting to see a scowl, but what she saw was even more frightening. The wickedest grin yet was creeping across Bon Bon’s face. The mare looked like one of the villains from Pinchy’s stories. If she had a mustache, she’d probably be rubbing it with her hoof. Berry gulped. She had never seen Bon Bon like this. “Okay, my turn,” the mare whispered. She growled slightly and her grin turned into an evil smile. “I dare Berry to watch those two and not jump in on the action!” Berry slow blinked so hard that she felt her eyes rattle. She pulled her gaze away from Bon Bon and looked at Minuette, her face pleading, but the blue Unicorn just smirked at her. “Oooooooh, that’s going to be tough,” Lyra said as she resumed her crawl onto the table. “Minuette’s a really good dancer.” I know! Berry raged as she recalled the few times Minuette had been drunk enough to dance for Berry. “And kisser, if I remember Cadance’s party right,” Lyra added as she reached Minuette’s spot at the table. Her white dress with gold trim was draped behind her, and her hind leg was sticking out in a very seductive way. “Berry’s still quivering from the kiss I gave her, so you know it,” Minuette said, her blue eyes shooting to Berry for a brief second. Berry had to cross her legs and bite her lip as the memory from earlier flooded her mind. “So…hot!” Berry whispered. “You’re pure evil, Bon Bon.” Bon Bon simply snickered. “Relax, birthday girl,” Minuette said as she slowly rose out of her seat. “You’re going to like this show, I promise.” “I know I will!” Lyra said as she laid herself out on the table. She tilted her head slightly and Minuette did the same. The blue Unicorn extended her hoof out slowly, caressing Lyra’s cheek before stroking her mane. It slowly came to rest on the back of Lyra’s neck, and Berry had to fight the urge to jump on the table and start ripping clothes off. For an eternal moment, the two Unicorns gazed into each other’s eyes. Berry’s pulse beat against her flesh as the seconds dragged on for lifetimes. Part of her wanted to be on that table, in Lyra’s spot, but the rest of her wanted to stay put and see what was about to happen. Minuette had told Berry that she had kissed Lyra during the party, but she had never gone into details. Just how far— Minuette yanked Lyra forward and pulled her into a fierce kiss. The green mare struggled for a heartbeat, her hind legs kicking across the table, but then she relaxed. She wrapped her front hooves around Minuette and tried to pull her in closer, the whole time keeping her lips—and probably tongue—pressed firmly against Minuette’s. Minuette pulled her closer, dragging her across the table in an effort to swallow more of her face. She stood up from her seat and wrapped her other foreleg at Lyra’s neck, squeezing her so tightly that Berry could barely stay in check. She held her breath as the kiss continued, going on and on until her body threatened to do the task without any help from Minuette. Finally, when Berry was just about to reach her limit, Minuette let Lyra go. Spit hung from both of the Unicorns’ lips as they pulled apart, each one gasping for breath. They remained close though, their foreheads still touching slightly and their forelegs still wrapped around one another as they looked into each other’s eyes. “Hot!” Berry hissed as she shifted in her seat. “Not over yet,” Minuette whispered. Berry didn’t even have time to respond before Minuette kissed Lyra again. This time, the blue Unicorn grabbed her head and twisted it down, and the rest of Lyra’s body followed. She rolled onto her back on the table, her lips still locked with Minuette’s, and kicked one of her hind legs straight into the air. Her dress fell down it slowly, and Berry’s breathing grew heavier with every agonizing second of the reveal. Lyra was on her back. Her legs were spread. She was in perfect position. If the roles were reversed, and Minuette was on the table, it would be over now. Berry’s dress would be stained and wrinkled, and Lyra and Bon Bon would have a front row seat to everything. Maybe she could even get Lyra in on the action. The way she was writhing on the table, it certainly seemed possible. And with the way the two were kissing, Berry doubted Minuette would object… Damn you, Bon Bon! “You’re shivering,” Bon Bon whispered, and Berry swore she felt the mare’s tongue lick her ear. “I thought you said it was hot? Don’t tell me you’re cold.” “Hate. You,” Berry said through clenched teeth. Bon Bon’s little ear trick had nearly pushed her over the edge. “Do that again, and you and me are going to be going at it next.” “Mm,” was all Bon Bon said. Berry returned her attention to the exotic display before her because she was dangerously close to making good on her threat. All it would take would be the mare giving her a single rub, a quick kiss, a blow on the cheek, or even just a suggestive look, and the two Earth pony would end up on the floor, sticky with more than just drinks. Lyra and Minuette were now upside down from one another, with Lyra laying on her back and Minuette standing at the table. A very suggestive thought raced through Berry’s mind as she realized what Minuette could do with Lyra in that position. She tried to push it away because her body was already shaking, but it wouldn’t leave her. Thankfully, it was chased away when Minuette pulled out of the kiss, stepped to one side, and then dragged Lyra off of the table, spilling a few drinks as she did. She hoisted the mint green Unicorn up on her hind legs and then spun her around so that Lyra’s back was facing Minuette. Then, she pulled Lyra close to her body, wrapping one foreleg around the mare’s neck and running the other one gently along her dress. Minuette’s face appeared over Lyra’s shoulder as she continued to rub the mare’s chest. Lyra swooned, tossing her head back on Minuette’s shoulder and closing her eyes, but Minuette kept her gaze focused solely on Berry. The look in her eyes was borderline torture as she began to slowly bob up and down, forcing Lyra to match her movements until the two mares were grinding their hips in perfect rhythm. Berry nearly exploded when Minuette gently blew on Lyra’s ear. Lyra, for her part, nearly collapsed, but Minuette held her steady and continued to make her body move in harmony with her own hips. “Damn,” Bon Bon whispered. Berry risked a glance at her and saw that she was leaning so far over the table that she was practically laying on it. “Lyra seems a bit tense,” Minuette whispered from over the mare’s shoulder. Suddenly, they stopped moving and Minuette squeezed the mare around the waste. Lyra let out a small gasp and Berry noticed a faint shudder in her legs when she did. Had Minuette really just…? Bed! Table! Wall! Floor! Sweet Celestia, anything! PLEASE! Berry shouted to herself, but she found her body and voice completely frozen. She was utterly captivated by the display before her. It was something out of one of her fantasies, and she was terrified that if she moved, it would vanish. “Hm…Lyra, whatever is the matter?” Minuette whispered. She slowly pressed her lips to the Unicorn’s neck. Once again, Lyra nearly collapsed, and this time her shuddering was much more visible, but Minuette refused to let her fall. She held her close, allowing the Unicorn’s body to shake against her, and all the while she kept her gaze locked squarely on Berry. “Bon Bon, I…I need…please let me…” Berry whispered. Collie’s eyes were threatening to overwhelm her. “You, uh…you can’t, Berry,” Bon Bon said in a strained voice. “It’s…part of the game. Yeah…” The only comfort Bon Bon’s words offered was the fact that they revealed that she was having a hard time controlling herself too. “Lyra?” Minuette whispered as she kissed the mare’s neck again. Berry’s thighs tensed. “Mm…?” Berry bit her lip. “Your tail keeps swishing between my legs.” Berry swallowed. “Sorry. Should I…stop?” Berry’s whole body went stiff. “No. Do it more.” A word that Berry would never say in front of her daughter tore through her mind with such force that she fell forward onto the table. She glared at Bon Bon, but the look was wasted because the mare was too busy struggling to control her own impulses. “Hm…I think they’ve had enough,” Minuette whispered as she grinned at Berry. “I…haven’t…” Lyra pleaded. Minuette didn’t answer, but instead opened her mouth and bit down gently on Lyra’s exposed neck. The sunglow eyes shot open and Lyra let out a quick gasp as she froze in the mare’s embrace. “Good?” Minuette asked after a long second. “Good,” Lyra answered weakly. “Good.” Minuette gently shoved her back into the booth. The Unicorn stumbled a little as she landed, and then she looked over and Bon Bon, an exhausted smile on her face. “So, um…” “I…think you need to get out of that dress,” Bon Bon said quickly, her blue eyes practically twinkling with passion. “I’ll help you.” “Yeah…bathroom’s over there.” “Move. Now!” The two mares scrambled out of the booth and nearly tripped over each other as they rushed for the bathroom. Berry had a feeling she wouldn’t be seeing them again for a bit. “Your turn,” Minuette said in her sultry voice. Still standing on her hind legs, she held out one hoof and placed the other behind her back. She did a small bow and waited for Berry to take her hoof. “About bucking time!” Berry shouted. “Table work for you? Because it does for me!” Minuette’s smile turned evil and Berry suddenly had a sinking feeling in her stomach. “You want to dance on the table?” “No! I want to do that!” “You mean what Lyra and I were doing?” The grin on Minuette’s face was only growing wider with each word she spoke. “Yes! Now! You! Table! Back! Screaming!” Minuette cocked her head to the side and flashed a grin so twisted that Berry almost wanted to slap her. “But, all Lyra and I were doing were dancing. Honestly, Berry, is that all you ever think about?” “Grrr!” “I want to dance with the birthday girl though…” Minuette whispered, her wicked grin never cracking. “I am going to strangle you if I don’t get some relief in the next ten seconds!” Berry threatened. Reluctantly, she wiggled her way out of her spot in the booth and took the offered hoof. “Hm…well, I was strangling Lyra a little,” Minuette said as she helped Berry stand up. “Shall I do that to you too?” Berry wasn’t good at standing on her hind legs, especially when she was tipsy. Unlike Minuette, she hadn’t grown up in Canterlot, and therefore she hadn’t gone to fancy balls and whatnot where such elegance was often considered a desirable trait. As such, she was too busy trying to keep her balance as her wife helped her stand to realize right away what Minuette had just asked. When she did, she opened her mouth to speak, but her wife was faster. The moment Berry was safely on her hind legs, Minuette’s forelegs wrapped around the Earth pony’s curvy waist and yanked her forward. Berry practically fell onto Minuette, but the Unicorn held her up as she squeezed her. “You know what first attracted me to you?” the blue pony whispered into Berry’s ear as Berry leaned against her wife’s chest. “My winning personality?” Berry asked sarcastically. “This!” Berry suddenly felt two hooves press against her plot. She gasped as the muscles in her juicy butt tensed, and when they did, her wife slid one of her hind legs between Berry’s thighs in the dress. Minuette’s thigh brushed between Berry’s hind legs. As it did, Minuette gently pushed down on Berry’s backside, her soft hooves squishing the mare’s cheeks, and then slowly began to pull Berry’s body across her thigh. It was too much. Berry froze as a trembling pleasure raced through her body. She was hyperaware of everything suddenly; the feel of her dress on her body, Minuette’s hooves on her ass, her face pressing against the dress shirt, the gentle grinding going through her hips, her wife’s thigh sliding between her legs, and especially the tingling between her hind legs. “CoooolllllliiiiieeeeEEEE…” Berry whined as she struggled to stay standing. If Minuette wasn’t holding her, she would be flat on her face right now. “You’re…holy…I can’t…” “You seem a little stressed,” Minuette teased ruthlessly as she held Berry up. “Maybe I should…?” Berry felt Minuette lift her up, pull her leg out from between Berry’s thighs—which Berry whimpered at—and slowly spin her around so she was in the same position Lyra had been in. A second later, Berry was pulled in close, her back pressing against Minuette as the Unicorn’s foreleg slid around her neck. “There, that’s better. This dance seemed to help Lyra relax.” “Uh-huh,” Berry replied as Minuette squeezed her neck just a little. A moment later, she felt Minuette’s hips begin to grind against her flank, and slowly she matched their flow with her own movements. Each twist pushed her closer and closer to the edge again. “Hm…you still seem a bit tense, Berry,” Minuette whispered. Berry felt a hoof press against her chest and then slowly make its way down her dress. “Perhaps you need a little more…relief?” Minuette’s hoof slid down past Berry’s waist. Her other foreleg tightened around the Earth pony’s throat to stifle the scream of pleasure that escaped from her lips. “You seem pretty relaxed now, Berry,” Minuette whispered once Berry’s breathing slowed a bit. All Berry could do was nod. She hadn’t had an experience that intense in a while. “I hope you’re not completely spent.” Berry shook her head. While she was still having trouble standing, much less finding words in the jumbled mess that was her brain as her flank continued to grind against her wife’s hips, she was certainly not spent. She was just getting started. “Are you sure?” Minuette asked. Slowly, her hoof slid down Berry’s body again, ruffling her dress as it pressed against her stomach. “I think I should check.” Berry’s eyes went wide. If Minuette got to her again, she wasn’t going to be able to stand up. She needed a few more minutes to calm down. Even her body needed a break after something like that. Berry shook her head. “No? Oh, but I really think I should,” Minuette teased. Her hoof slid a little lower. “Just to be sure.” Berry shook her head vigorously. “Oh, but I really want to.” “Ngh!” Berry managed to squeak as the hoof went lower. It was hair’s breath away from striking. “I think I should.” “No…” “What are you going to do to stop me?” “Collie…” “Say my name,” came the sultry voice as the hoof crossed that last small distance. “COLLIE!” Berry’s mind went blank as she tensed. “That’s my girl…” Author's Note I warned you in was racy. So, how is Minuette supposed to top this? She nearly broke Berry, and yet she wants to make sure that the birthday girl is still up for more. What could it be? Here's a hint: it involves twins. See if you can guess who they are. Sorry it took so long. My job over the Christmas was trying to kill me, so I'd come home so beat that I simply didn't want to do anything. But, I'm back on track now! For those of you wondering about the bachelorette party, it's over here. You get to see what happens when Minuette gets completely wasted. As for Minuette actually confessing to what happened, that's at the end of this chapter. Just skip to the bottom if you want to find it quickly. Massaging the Birthday Girl (borderline NSFW)Berry Punch wanted to be mad. She wanted to glare at her wife. She wanted to fume as she poured drink after drink down her throat. She wanted to get so drunk that Minuette would have no choice but to give it to her demands—or leave her passed out on the couch like she did sometimes. She wanted the flirting to stop and just get to the good stuff, and she wanted to be upset that her beautiful Unicorn had been dragging it out for several hours now. But as the hooves dug into her back and began to rub down her spine, the only thing the Earth pony could be was relaxed. After the little ‘dance’ at the bar, Lyra and Bon Bon had gone home—after vanishing for a good ten minutes. Minuette had forced Berry to literally dance with her for a bit, despite the fact that Berry had found it extremely difficult to stay standing after Minuette had tortured her, and then they, too, had left the bar. Berry had been hoping to head home to finally deal with some urges, but Minuette had had other plans. Now, Berry was on a very comfortable massage table, stretched out on her stomach, and struggling to stay awake. Her front hooves were dangling off the head of the bed and her face was threatening to become one with the cushioning. Twice now she had caught herself dozing off, with her tongue hanging out of her mouth and drool pooling in her cheek. “Mrs. Berry, you are so tense,” Lotus said as she dug her hoof into the base of Berry’s spine. Berry felt something pop and a second later a soothing sensation rushed through her lower body. She let out a grateful sigh as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. “Blame that on her,” she mumbled as she pointed her hoof in the general direction of Minuette’s massage bed. “I tried to help you at the bar,” she heard Minuette reply, her voice still smug. “I thought I did a pretty good job, if the dress is any indication.” Minuette had come through on the first part of her promise for the night. The dress that Berry had worn was over on a chair, folded up inside a bag. It needed to be washed to say the least. “Mm…” was all Berry could say as Lotus worked her way up to Berry’s shoulders. To keep from falling asleep, she turned her head and looked at her wife. Minuette was lying on the next bed over. She had at least taken the suit jacket off, hanging it on the door in the Blossom sisters’ spa, but she was still wearing her dress shirt. She had refused to take it off, even when Aloe had asked her to. Berry was beginning to suspect that the mare was doing it on purpose. Aloe went ahead with the massage anyway, although it didn’t look as deep as the one Berry was getting. “Have you had a nice birthday, Mrs. Berry?” Lotus asked, her exotic accent tickling Berry’s ear. “How’d you know it was my birthday?” Berry asked. She wasn’t particularly close to either of the sisters, despite the fact that they were both hot. It was odd that they’d know her birthday. “Mrs. Minuette told us,” Aloe said. “It is why we are still open.” Berry rolled her head to look at her wife. “This was part of your plan,” she accused. Normally, Minuette would hide her face, or at least blush and avoid eye contact, but not this time. She was still in her role of push-Berry-to-her-limit-until-she-explodes, so her blue eyes met Berry’s stare evenly. “Oh yes,” she said with a grin. “I had to pull a few strings, but I think it’s worth it.” “Don’t forget your promise, Mrs. Minuette,” Aloe whispered, her sapphire-blue eyes twinkling as she spoke. “Honestly, sister,” Lotus huffed from behind Berry’s head. “What?” Aloe shot back, her voice hurt. “You mean to tell me you’re not even tempted right now?” “Q-Quiet,” Lotus countered. “Collie,” Berry said as she continued to enjoy her massage. “What did you do?” “Nothing,” Minuette said, although Berry saw her shoot Aloe a quick look. “Yet. Would you like another glass?” Berry opened her mouth to speak, but she quickly realized that Minuette wasn’t asking to her. “Thank you,” Lotus said as a glass was levitated over to her. She stopped Berry’s massage for a moment as she took a sip from the glass. The sweet scent swept through the air and tickled Berry’s nose. She inhaled deeply, and her mind raced as she picked out the different ingredients. There was a healthy mix of berries, a good balance of— “You know, Mrs. Berry,” Lotus whispered into Berry’s ear in a way that made ponies pant. “I have always been jealous of you.” Berry wasn’t sure, but she thought she felt the blue pony’s tongue brush her ear as she spoke. “I am pretty great,” Berry said, and the quiver in her voice surprised her. Under normal circumstances, she’d be halfway around Lotus’ neck right now. With a bit more wine, she’d probably be on top of her. But something was different. The foreign accent the drove so many ponies, stallions and mares, to the edge was striking a deep cord in Berry, and it was making her blush and tying her tongue in knots. She blamed that on Minuette and her unrelenting forwardness tonight. “Mm…” Lotus said. “I agree. These hips are just to die for.” Berry gasped as Lotus’ hooves ran the outline of her hips. The dug into her fur and kneed her muscles. She bit her lip as the mare rubbed her down and held her breath and the masseuse cracked her joints and caused her legs to turn to jelly. “I am envious of them,” Lotus whispered as her hooves continued to work around Berry’s waist. They threatened to slip under her stomach, but stopped just short of doing so. “Such fine, filly-bearing hips. And they are so loose. The way you sway when you walk through the town, it is not wonder you turn so many heads.” Berry tried to turn her head to look at the goddess touching her, but she couldn’t. She tried to speak, but it was taking all of her focus not to pass out. She bit her lip, and in desperation, rolled her eyes enough to look over at Minuette and Aloe. Minuette was on her bed, a smug smile gracing her face. She blinked slowly and carefully levitated a glass of wine to her mouth. She sloshed it around in the glass for a few moments, and then carefully brought it to her lips. She took a long sip, allowing her Canterlot upbringing to shine through in her composure as she kept her eyes locked with Berry’s as she drank. Berry swallowed and licked her lips for the millionth time. If Lotus hadn’t practically paralyzed her with pleasure, Minuette would be on her back after that display. Instead, all Berry could do was stare at her, hoping her own eyes were getting the message across. “You’re…enjoying this…” Berry whispered as Lotus continued to work her magic. Minuette cocked her head to the side. “Not as much as you, it seems. But yes, I am enjoying it. Lotus seems to be happy as well.” “I have always wanted to do this,” Lotus added in a silky voice as she again ran her hooves along Berry’s hips, sending a shiver through the dark plum pony. “I think the best part is coming up though,” Minuette replied. Minuette’s blue eyes twinkled in the candlelit room in a way Berry rarely saw. She was planning something, obviously, but Berry couldn’t figure out what. After their little dance, she had been pretty sure the only way Minuette could top the night would be rough and long in a private room all night, but she had been wrong. A deep massage—bordering on foreplay—from one of the spa twins was heavenly. What more could—? Something clicked in Berry’s barely working brain as she thought about that last sentence. Spa twins. Twins. Why did that make her think? There were two of them, and they looked identical save for different colored coats and manes. And they were both ridiculously hot, which was a plus. So why was the thought of Lotus and Aloe making her mind try to groan back to life? Aloe. Where’s Aloe? Minuette was lying on her table, but Aloe wasn’t giving her a massage anymore. The younger twin had vanished. “No fair, Lotus! You have had your fun! It is my turn!” Berry’s realization barely had time to register itself in her brain before the pink pony spoke. A moment later, Lotus let out a soft grunt as she was nudged aside, and Berry’s eyes threatened to pop out of her head. Lotus was good. She had worked out cramps and kinks in Berry’s body that she didn’t even know she had. She knew how to touch a pony in ways that removed all their tension and in ways to push them to the edge without ever going near sensitive areas. She probably knew how to even push ponies over the edge, and Berry couldn’t help but wonder what the mare could do if given free rein over a pony’s body. Just the thought of it was enough to make Berry’s thighs tighten. But Aloe, in spite of all the wonder her older sister had inflicted on Berry, was somehow better! Berry Punch couldn’t explain it, but Aloe’s hooves felt softer, glided smoother, and massaged deeper than her sister’s. A rush of air escaped Berry’s lungs as the pink pony’s hooves found the back of her neck and rubbed, beat, twisted, and rolled her muscles. The hooves worked their way down her spine and she stretched her forelegs as far as she could as the sheer bliss tore through her body. She gritted her teeth as they reached the small of her back, and part of her mind was briefly aware that her wife was staring at her, but the thought fled when Aloe reached the base of her tail and sent an unfamiliar sensation of pleasure coursing through her. She had no idea what Aloe had just done, or why simply lifting her bushy tail a few inches sent spasms through her spine, but she didn’t want it to stop. It was a completely new sensation of lust and joy, and it was dangerously close to breaking the mare. “M-M-More…” Berry stuttered as she tried to keep herself still on the table. She had thought she knew every turn on for her body. Apparently, she was wrong. “You like that, Mrs. Berry?” Aloe asked in a voice that was somehow even more alluring than Lotus’. “It is my specialty. It hits a nerve that only I can tap. Not even Lotus can do it. I only do it fore mares though.” Berry made a hissing noise as she inhaled. “Stallions can’t control themselves if I do it to them.” Aloe’s voice was suddenly right next to Berry’s ear, and the birthday girl knew that her bones were turning into pudding in her body. “But mares? They can handle it—but only just. It is like a form of torture for them, so you understand why I rarely do it.” Aloe did the tail trick at the last word and Berry opened her mouth in a silent scream. Torture was right. “My sister may like your hips, Mrs. Berry,” Aloe whispered. Her hooves slid around Berry’s waist in the same motions Lotus had done, but it was on a different level of ecstasy. “But you know what I have always admired about you?” Aloe’s hooves slid up Berry’s backside until they were at the base of her tail again. She braced herself, unsure if she’d be able to handle a third time, as the pink hooves came to rest just below her tail. “This thick, juicy, luscious flank.” Aloe’s hooves moved down from Berry’s tail, and each one touched one of her cheeks. Berry tensed for a minute, but then she relaxed as Aloe began the massage. “It is…the best one…in town,” Berry whispered, bliss drowning her consciousness. “It is so plump,” Aloe answered. She pushed down on Berry’s cheeks, rubbing the muscles under her fur. Berry sighed with pleasure, and then chuckled when Aloe pushed them together. The spa pony gasped at the quiet smacking sound, and then she did it two more times before she held them together for a few seconds. She then let them fall back down before resuming her normal massage. “I would love to have a flank like this.” Berry, her mind finally coming back from the edge Aloe had pushed her to, laughed. “Having fun back there? I know a lot of ponies that would love to do what you’re doing right now.” “Yes, but none would do as well as I” Aloe said. She began to pat one of Berry’s cheeks, and then switched to the other, and Berry had to agree as her thighs tingled. “Why have you never come in before?” “My sister drools over your body sometimes,” Lotus added, and Berry licked her lips as she thought about her answer. Aloe drooled over her, huh…? “Well, had I known my glorious flank would get this much attention, I’d be in here every day.” Berry closed her eyes and sighed as her butt continued to be worshipped. It was enough to lower her guard. “But, honestly? I…didn’t think you’d girls would want a pony of my…reputation in your establishment.” “Why would you think that, Mrs. Berry?” Aloe asked. She rubbed one of Berry’s cheeks as she spoke, causing Berry’s lips to twitch. “I’m more than a bit loose,” Berry replied, her eyes still closed. “Naturally,” Lotus said. “Anypony would be after what my sister and I did to you.” “Sex,” Berry said. “I like sex. ‘Feisty’ doesn’t begin to cover it. That comes with some stigma.” “So you are a flirt?” Lotus asked. “You clearly do not know me or my sister. Especially my sister.” Berry didn’t want to point out that being a flirt and liking sex were two different things. “Well, if you two promise to worship my flank this much every time, then—” “Oh, Mrs. Berry,” Aloe said as she again pushed Berry’s cheeks together and forced them up. “Lotus is the flirt. I am much, much worse.” Berry didn’t even get to open her eyes before it happened. With Aloe holding her cheeks together, the spa pony did her trick again, and this time it was too much. Berry groaned as her whole body surged. She stretched out as far as her body could on the massage bed as she gasped for air. Minuette had broken her while they were dancing, but was on a whole new level. Whatever Aloe was doing, it was beyond compare. More than blood rushed through the Earth pony’s curvy body, and for a glorious moment, all sensation except between her hind legs fled her mind. “C…Collie…?” Berry panted as her front hooves draped over the edge of her bed, completely spent. “Do…do you think…you could learn that…from Aloe?” There was no response, and Berry was suddenly aware that Aloe’s magic hooves had disappeared. She figured the mare was getting a towel or something, but she was too exhausted from what had just happened to open her eyes, much less lift her head to check, so she just called for her wife again. “Collie, I know it…was a good show, but…” Berry drifted off as she felt a hoof gently touch her lower back. “More, huh? I can’t believe I’m saying this, but…I’m not sure I can take that again…” In response, Berry felt something press against her left side, and then it went all the way over her flank and down to her right side. It took her a moment to realize that Aloe had straddled her and was now sitting on her cushiony flank. She felt a tug on her tail as it was moved to the side. “You sure you want to be sitting there?” Berry asked, her eyes still closed. “It might be a bit messy. And sticky.” The hips straddling her began to move, slowly grinding up and down, pressing against Berry’s cheeks while her tail was held in the air. Berry began to pant. She flexed her cheeks in time with the movements and noticed that doing so sped up the motion and made the hips press harder. Minuette knew Berry wasn’t above flirting with other mares, or in rare cases—with Minuette’s permission, of course—heavy make-out sessions if the mare was hot. And no pony would think that Aloe or Lotus were anything but smoking. But Berry wondered if this was pushing the limits, even as she continued to flex in time with the hips. Granted, it was only a small part of her that wondered, but it was loud enough to be heard. Minuette gave her a lot of leeway, and Berry didn’t want to betray her for it. “Um, Collie? Feel free to stop this at any time,” she said. “Or join in. That would be—mm!—bucking great!” The rhythm was getting faster now. It still wasn’t at full blown under-the-sheets level, but if Aloe kept going, it would be, so Berry opened one raspberry eye to look at her wife on the other table. “Collie?” Minuette wasn’t there. The bed was empty. For a brief moment, panic began to rise in Berry’s stomach. Had Aloe gone too far? Had her wife left and now Berry was about to cross a line that she wasn’t sure she could? “You called?” a voice asked from behind Berry’s head. The grinding hips stopped, but they stayed on Berry’s flank and the grip on her tail didn’t lessen. Berry turned her head and saw her wife, dress shirt unbuttoned down her front revealing her soft blue coat, sitting on Berry’s flank. She had wrapped Berry’s tail around one hoof and was resting the other on the small of Berry’s back. The Earth pony tried to turn to better face her, but as she did, Minuette pushed down, keeping her pinned to the table. “I’m not done with you yet,” the Unicorn threatened in a sultry voice, taking the same tone she had been using all night. “You move when I say you can. Those two little girls might like your ass, but I’m the only one that gets to use it.” Berry’s heart skipped a beat as she turned back around and lay down on the table. When Collie swore, she was serious. And that meant that Berry was in for a good time. She licked her lips. “You going to ride your pony now?” Minuette tugged hard on her tail, causing a small yelp to escape from Berry. A moment later, the grinding started again. Berry flexed her muscles with each pass, and her wife sped up each time. Berry started to push up with her hips. Minuette pulled tighter on her tail. Berry bit her lower lip. Minuette squeezed Berry between her legs. Berry swallowed as she neared the edge again. Minuette went faster. An unintelligible sound came from Berry’s mouth. Minuette…stopped. Berry blinked in surprised. She knew her wife wasn’t finished. Minuette had some pretty serious tells, and Berry hadn’t heard or felt any of them. She was close to it though; that much, Berry was certain. So why had she just stopped? “Ride done already?” Berry asked, flexing her flank in hopes of getting her love going again. “It’s midnight,” Minuette replied. Her sultry voice was gone, and Berry coud feel the grip on her tail loosening. “So?” Berry asked. She twisted her head to look at her wife and found the blue pony staring back at her, head tilted to the side in a way that made Berry’s heart swell every time, and her face was beaming with one of her bright white smiles. “So, your birthday’s over. Present is done. Time to go home.” Berry’s mouth fell open. “You’re…I…what?!” Minuette grinned and cocked her head to the other side. It wasn’t the dark, sexy grin she had been flashing all night. It was her usual playful one. “What, silly? My present was to be…that for your whole birthday night. Now, your birthday is over. So is the present. Besides,” Minuette looked over her shoulder “it looks like Aloe took care of you pretty well. And that dance we did…you seemed to enjoy that too.” “Collie,” Berry said darkly. “I had fun tonight,” the Unicorn said. “Watching you squirm in your seat while Lyra and I made out. Did you know she doesn’t tastes like mints? Surprising, huh?” “Collie…!” “Oh, and that massage! Mine was fantastic. I’ve never felt so relaxed. Not as good as yours though.” Again, Minuette looked over her shoulder. “And the way you turned into a mess when they rubbed you down. Wish I had a camera. You made some adorable—and attractive—faces.” “Collie!” “They practically jumped when I asked if it was okay if I brought you here for a massage. I thought I’d have to pay extra, seeing as it would be after-hours for them, but they weren’t kidding about wanting you in here, beautiful. And I’m pretty sure Aloe might be worse than you, although Lotus tells me she’s never actually gone all the way. Still, I’ll have to keep an eye on her. But who can blame her? Your butt is great!” Minuette bounced playfully on Berry’s flank. “Romana Minuette Colgate the Fourth!” Berry snapped. Minuette perked up and smiled like a child, much to Berry’s frustration. “Yes? You don’t use my full name unless it’s really important.” “Are you—are we—going to finish? Or did you seriously time it to work us both up just to stop right before the good part?” One corner of Minuette’s mouth turned up in a grin. “Well, I am really good at time…” Berry sighed in frustration. Aloe had given her release, sure, but her wife had built up her tension all over again and now she was playing hard to get. Suddenly, Minuette’s soft chest was pressing against Berry’s back and her mouth was right at Berry’s ear. “I thought somepony said they couldn’t take any more.” “I lied,” Berry said instantly. She flexed her flank again and she felt Minuette shiver on her. “Any chance we can get those twins in on this?” “Nope,” Minuette said as she pressed her hips down in response to Berry’s flexing. “They had their fun, and they agreed beforehoof that they’d give us private time once they did. Although I didn’t know Aloe would go that far. You sure you’re up for more?” Berry turned her head enough that she was just able to kiss her wife’s cheek. “Ride your pony. She can take it.” Minuette sat up again and Berry felt the yank on her tail. “Got it.” “Oh!” Berry said before Minuette started. “Keep that shirt on.” “Why?” Berry turned and flashed the smile that her wife had been giving her all night. “Because I’ve been wanting to rip it off of you this whole time, and once you’re finished, I’m going to do just that.” To Berry’s pleasure, she saw crimson in her wife’s face for the first time all night as she started grinding again. I t wasn’t long before Minuette was moving as fast as she could and her breathing had become shallow. Her grip on Berry’s tail was bordering on uncomfortable, and her spare front hoof was starting to twist into the small of Berry’s back. It wouldn’t be long now. Berry could tell that her wife was about to break, and she knew just how to make her. She waited until Minuette had slid back down to start an extra long slide up, and once the Unicorn started, Berry clenched her cheeks together and pushed up with her hips extra fast. “SSSSShhhhiii…!” Now, Berry knew her wife was finished. She turned around and took great pleasure in seeing her wife struggling to stay sitting up as she gasped for breath. “Those…twins really…know how to loosen you up…” the Unicorn huffed as she steadied herself on Berry’s backside. “They sure do, babe.” Berry twisted under the winded pony, careful not to knock her off, and made sure she brushed Minuette in a certain place as she did. The Unicorn gasped and immediately steadied herself. She was now sitting on Berry’s lap, and her front hooves were pressed down on Berry’s stomach. “Now,” Berry said as she reached out and wrapped her forelegs around Minuette’s smaller hips, holding her in place. “About that shirt…” * * * Ruby Pinchy Punch carefully peeked over the edge of the fort’s wall. A lone figure was approaching, carrying something in her mouth. “Captain Dinky!” Pinchy called out in a quiet voice. “Unknown pony approaching the outer defenses.” “Roger that, Captain Pinchy! Ready the cannons!” “Aye-aye!” Pinchy scooped up a pillow with her hoof and watched as the figure drew closer to the blanket wall. “Permission to enter!” Dinky’s Mom asked through the bag in her mouth. “Identify yourself!” Dinky called from inside the fort. “Scout Derpy Hooves, reporting back, Ma’am!” Miss Hooves said as she saluted—a little too hard because she bonked her forehead—and came to attention outside the blanket fort. Dinky poked her head up next to Pinchy’s, her messy blond mane brushing Pinchy’s cheek. “Muffins!” she said as she licked her lips. She started to crawl out of the fort, but Pinchy stopped her. “Careful, Captain. This could be a trap.” “Oh!” Dinky replied, immediately slipping back into character. “Right, Captain. Er, what’s in the bag, Mommy? I mean, Scout?” Miss Hooves put the bag on the ground, opened it, and pulled out a piping hot muffin. Pinchy could smell it from inside the fort and it made her stomach growl. They had already had breakfast, but it was almost lunchtime… “I successfully completed my mission to get supplies, Captains,” Miss Hooves said as she put the blueberry muffin back in the small bag. “Can I come in?” “Permission granted, Scout Mommy,” Dinky called, poking her head out from between the two blankets that made the door. Pinchy hopped down from her lookout post, which was really just a small stool inside the fort, and sat next to Dinky. A second later, Miss Hooves’ face grey face appeared through the door, the bag of muffins in her mouth. She wiggled her way inside and sat down with the two fillies, her head just barely touching the roof of their fort. Dinky instantly shot to her side and nuzzled against her. Miss Hooves rubbed her head and put her wing around her daughter as she opened the bag. She gave Pinchy one first, then one to Dinky, and finally pulled one out for herself. “Thanks Miss Hooves,” Pinchy said. She licked her lips before taking a large bite out of her treat. Her eyes fluttered shut as the baked good practically melted in her mouth. While her own Mommy was the best juice maker in town, no pony could top Miss Hooves’ muffins. “Isn’t my Mommy great?” Dinky asked as she tore into her own muffin. “Mm-hm,” Pinchy replied, her mouth full. She reached over for her juice bottle and took a long sip, washing down the muffin. When she put the bottle down again, she realized it was nearing empty. It had lasted her through the night, but if she wasn’t careful, it would be gone soon. “Pinchy, should we go check on your Moms?” Miss Hooves asked. “I thought they’d be here by now.” Pinchy cocked her head so she could see the clock on the wall through the blankets. Mom had taught her how to tell time and she was the only filly in her class who could. The clock said that it was nearly eleven-thirty. Mom had said that she and Mommy would be by no later than eleven, and Mom was always on time. “No,” Pinchy replied as she took another bite. “Mommy told me that they were going to have a big night, and sometimes that messes with Mom’s schedule. If they’re not here by lunchtime, then we could walk over to my house and see if they’re there.” As if responding to the little Unicorn, there was a knock on the front door. Miss Hooves scooted out of the fort and went to the door. Pinchy climbed back to her lookout post and Dinky joined her, her mouth still full of muffin. “Hi girls!” came Miss Hooves’ voice as she opened the door. “Wow…rough night?” “And morning,” came Mom’s voice. “Good kind of rough, though.” “Yeah, well, if somepony hadn’t teased me all night last night, she wouldn’t be walking funny right now,” added Mommy. “Besides, you loved it.” “Oh, I’m not denying that one bit.” “Come in. The girls are in the living room.” Miss Hooves walked back into the living room and waved at Pinchy. “Pinchy, your parents are here.” A moment later, Mom’s bright blue form appeared behind Miss Hooves. Her normally clean mane was a bit messy, with stray locks poking out in random spots, but there was a smile in her eyes and a grin seemed to be tugging at her mouth. She did seem to be walking a bit oddly though, as if her back legs were sore. Pinchy wasn’t sure what caused that or why it happened, but whenever it did, it meant that both her Moms were in a very good mood. Mommy appeared a moment later, and she looked even more of a mess than Mom. Her fluffy, raspberry colored mane looked like it had exploded on her head, and her tail was frizzy, as if somepony had been rubbing it on purpose. Her eyes looked tired, but much like Mom’s, they were gleaming, and they opened even more when they saw Pinchy. “Hi Mom!” Pinchy raced out of the fort and wrapped her forelegs around her Mom’s blue leg. “Hi, baby,” Mom said as she rubbed Pinchy’s mane. “Did you behave?” “Yes!” Pinchy let her go and jumped over to Mommy. “Hi Mommy!” “Oof!” Mommy said, wincing a little as Pinchy hugged her. “Hi sweetie. Careful. Mommy’s still...kind of tender.” “Did you have a nice birthday?” Pinchy asked, looking up as she continued to hug her. Mommy and Mom looked at each other, and then down at Pinchy. “Yes. I had a very nice birthday. And I even brought you and Dinky a treat!” “Ooooo,” Pinchy cooed. “Who wants cake?” Mom asked. She levitated a small cake into the living room. “If that’s okay with you, Der—?” “I want cake!” Miss Hooves said, her cross-eyes widening with delight as she stared at the cake. “Me too!” Dinky said as she came running out of the fort. “Answers that question,” Mommy said with a smile. “We…didn’t really have time for it last night, so we figured we’d share it with all of you.” “I’ll get the plates,” Miss Hooves said. She walked into the kitchen, and a moment later a loud crash came from the room. “Derpy? You okay?” Mom called. “Do you need some help?” “Maybe a little,” came the response. Mom smiled at Pinchy and then walked into the kitchen. “So what were you and Dinky doing?” Mommy asked as the sound of clattering plates filled the room. “Dinky made a fort!” Pinchy said. “And we spent the night in it,” Dinky added. “Come inside, Mommy!” Pinchy begged, pulling on her Mommy’s leg. “Er, Pinchy, I don’t think I can bend down right now. Your Mom was…very nice to me last night.” “Aw,” Pinchy said, her ears drooping a little. “Okay, but you and Mom have to help me build a fort at home then!” “Deal. Babe, did you hear that?” “What?” “We’re helping Pinchy build a fort later. And it’s going to have a special dungeon.” For a brief moment, Mom was silent, but then she spoke. “Still, sexy? Weren’t you just telling our angle how sore you are?” “That’s why you’ll do all the work. You can just chain me to the wall or something.” “Mommy, that’s not fair!” Pinchy said. “You have to help build the fort too! You can’t make Mom do it all!” Mom poked her head out of the kitchen and winked at Pinchy. “You’re quite right. Mommy has to help Mom, too.” “Cake’s ready!” Miss Hooves called. Pinchy and Dinky cheered as they rushed into the kitchen with Mommy following them. Neither of the fillies saw Minuette slap Berry’s flank with her tail, causing the Earth pony to wince with pain and a hint of pleasure. Author's Note First off, apologies. For taking so long to finish this, and for disappearing. Short version, I lost my drive to write. The long version might come across as whining, but if you want to know, I'll tell you. Second, I hope you think Berry had a nice birthday. Minuette really tried to make her mare happy. The twins were kind enough to help her with that. Third, Lotus and Aloe are hot. Perhaps one day I'll write a story about them instead of just having them appear as side characters. Anyway, hope you enjoyed this. Probably not as much as Berry, but still enjoyed it.
Picking Up the Birthday Girl“Mommy, stop fussing with your hair.” “Oops!” Berry Punch put her hoof back on the ground quickly, but a second later, it was up again, playing with her wavy mane in a futile attempt to straighten it. “Mommy!” Pinchy said. The little Unicorn spun around and planted herself firmly in Berry’s way, her pale green eyes gleaming with a stubbornness that rivaled Berry’s. “Mom is going to be very upset with you if you knock that leaf out before your date!” Berry smiled down at her daughter and moved her hoof away. “Are you sure it looks good?” she asked. Even though she knew Pinchy would say yes, she still wanted to hear it. “Of course!” Pinchy said, a smile beaming from her young face. “You look beautiful, Mommy.” It was a rare moment in Berry’s life, because she genuinely agreed with Pinchy. There was no doubt eating at the back of her mind, no self-loathing chewing on her heart. The dress she was wearing helped her believe her daughter’s words. It was dark purple and cut low in the front, forming a deep V around her neck. The sleeves running down her forelegs stopped halfway, and they were made of silky, see-through fabric that flowed around her forelegs. The back of her dress was done in a crystal style, making it look like she was wearing actual gems instead of fabric. It changed tint, starting as the same dark purple as the rest of her dress around her flank, then slowly growing lighter as it went down, until it was just a few shades darker than her deep raspberry mane. She wore fishnet stockings underneath the dress that clung tightly to her shapely legs and simple black shoes on the bottom of her back hooves. A blue choker was around her neck, and in its center was a jewel carved in the shape of a strawberry. It was a gift from Minuette, before they had been married, and Berry only put it on for special occasions. Her whole outfit was completed with the simple ornament in her mane. It was comprised of two holly leaves with three read berries, and she had it tucked behind her left ear. In short, if Berry Punch saw herself walking down the street, she wouldn’t just stare; she would probably jump herself and find the nearest bed. She knew she was hot, but right now she felt beyond that. She felt beautiful. “Thanks, Pinchy,” Berry said, pride swelling in her chest. “Now let’s get you over to Dinky’s.” “Yay!” The little filly jumped and then began to trot happily down the street. Berry followed behind her, fully aware that she was turning several heads in ways she normally didn’t do. It only made her feel more stunning. The mother and daughter reached a small cottage in Ponyville. It was nothing special, with a simple roof and two front windows and a single story. Still, it was well lived in, with small warmth of firelight coming through the windows and a welcome matt at the door, which Pinchy rubbed her hooves on before knocking. The door swung open almost instantly and a little light purple Unicorn stood there. Her yellow mane hung in her face, but she quickly brushed it aside and squealed when she saw Pinchy. “Dinky!” Pinchy said. “Pinchy!” Dinky replied, and the two wrapped each other in a hug. “Hello, Mrs. Pinchy’s Mommy,” Dinky added when she saw Berry. “You look great!” Berry’s face flushed. “Thank you, Dinky. Is your mom home?” “Mommy!” Dinky called. “Pinchy and her Mommy are here!” There was a loud crash from somewhere in the house and Berry chuckled to herself. A moment later, Derpy appeared behind the two fillies. She opened her mouth to say something, but her eyes widened and she froze. “Hello, Derpy,” Berry said, and she found herself blushing again under the Pegasus’ gaze. She rubbed her foreleg and looked down at the ground for a moment. “Holy muffins, Berry!” Derpy said as her wings began to flutter and she rose into the air. “You look fantastic!” “Thanks,” Berry said. Her cheeks were starting to hurt from all the blushing and smiling she was doing. “Are you sure it’s okay if Pinchy spends the night here?” “Of course it is,” Derpy replied. “It’s all Dinky’s talked about all week. We love it when she comes over.” Most ponies thought Berry was a bit…touched in the head to trust her daughter to Derpy. Everypony knew that Pinchy was Berry’s greatest treasure, and that she would rip the throat out of anything that hurt her. Combining that with Derpy’s well-known…antics, and it seemed like a mad idea to leave Pinchy with the cross-eyed Pegasus. But Berry saw a kindred spirit in the grey Pegasus. Sure, Derpy was klutzy, but she was just as devoted to Dinky as Berry was to Pinchy. She put her daughter above everything, even herself, despite the fact that she was a single mom. Berry understood her on a level that a lot of ponies didn’t, and there were few other ponies in town that Berry would feel completely safe leaving Pinchy with. The list of those ponies was even shorter tonight, because two of them were meeting her in a bit. “Thanks, Derpy,” Berry said and she gave the mare a quick hug before she turned to Pinchy. “You’ll behave, right? Do everything Miss Hooves says, right?” “Yep!” Pinch said with a big smile. “Come on, Pinchy! I’ve got the fort all set up in the living room!” Dinky said, and the two Unicorns ran into the house. “My Mommy made me my special juice for tonight!” she heard Pinchy say, followed by Dinky letting out a shout of glee. Berry smiled. Wine wasn’t the only thing she excelled at making. “Oh, before I forget!” Derpy said. She disappeared into her house, and then a second later she was back, a small basket in her mouth. “This is for you,” she mumbled. Berry took the basket with her hoof and her stomach growled as a delicious scent flooded her nose. Inside the basket, wrapped in a cloth napkin, were four freshly baked berry muffins. Berry’s mouth watered as she looked at them. “Thanks, Derpy,” Berry said as she covered them back up. “Happy birthday!” Derpy said with a huge smile. “There’s one for each of you tonight.” Berry suddenly felt guilty. “Um…sorry that you can’t join us…” Derpy waved her hoof. “It’s no problem. You go have fun with your friends, and the three of us will have a great night right here.” There wasn’t a hint of resentment in Derpy’s playful voice. Any other pony would have left Berry feeling unsure, but Derpy bled honesty, so Berry took her at her word. “Okay,” she said. “We’ll save you some cake.” “Looks like your date is here,” Derpy said, pointing behind Berry. Berry turned, expecting to see Minuette standing there with a smile, but as she saw her wife, her jaw fell open and her eyes turned to saucers. Minuette was standing in Derpy’s yard, and she took Berry’s breath away. The blue Unicorn wore a shirt with gold buttons running up the front. The top button was undone, revealing a small silver chain around her neck. Over the shirt she wore a black suit jacket, nicely pressed, with cufflinks on her forelegs’ sleeves and a single red rose in her front pocket. Her mane was folded up in a bun on the back of her head, making it look like she had cut her hair super short from the front. Berry wasn’t interested in stallions. She hadn’t been in years, since before Pinchy was born. But seeing Minuette cross dressing as one made Berry’s mouth water. Her wife was strikingly attractive every day, but right now she was on a different level of hot, and Berry realized that just staring at the Unicorn was making her legs tremble. “My lady,” Minuette said as she bowed deeply, her tone and face completely serious. “You look beyond lovely.” Berry had to struggle to find words for a few moments. “Um…any chance we can just skip to the part where I tear all of that off of you in bed?” she asked as she licked her lips. Minuette raised her head and cocked it to the side with a smirk. “Somepony is awfully forward tonight,” she said as she walked forward, each step perfectly calculated to catch Berry’s eye. “I’m always forward,” Berry said as Minuette drew close. Usually her wife stopped just within kissing distance when they were in public, but this time she didn’t. Minuette kept moving forward, and Berry found herself reeling back slightly. She didn’t step backward, but as those two beautiful blue eyes drew close, she craned her neck back a little, but still Minuette kept coming. A moment later, Minuette’s forehead was touching Berry’s, and the Earth pony was lost in the two blue pools starring at her. She struggled to breathe as her wife’s breath slowly brushed her cheeks. The moment was terrifying for her, but in a wonderful way. She was always the attacker, the forward pony, the one making all the advances. Minuette only did it when they were alone, and even then she usually only did because Berry wanted her to. But right now, she was using Berry’s own tactic, and it was exhilarating. The uncertainty in her body as Minuette pressed in close; the small trembling in her lips as Minuette licked her own, slowly; the pounding of her heart in her throat as she tried to speak, although she couldn’t think of anything to say. It was all so alien to her that it frightened something deep in her core, but at the same time made her feel alive. As she stood there, relishing the feeling washing over her, she wondered why she wasn’t grabbing the blue beauty and throwing her to the ground right then and there. She wanted to rip the shirt from her lithe body and send its buttons scattering across Derpy’s yard. She wanted to push her hooves under the jacket and run them across Minuette’s supple back. She wanted to twist her hoof in the Unicorn’s bun until it was so tangled that there was no way to get it out until they were both spent, utterly and completely, on the ground. She wanted to do all of that and more, but her quivering body wouldn’t let her make a move. She sucked in a half-dozen breaths before she remembered how to form words, and a dozen more before she was able to speak. The entire time, Minuette kept her forehead firmly pressed against Berry’s, gazing into her eyes and wearing a smirk on her lips that only appeared under very specific conditions—usually ones that involved Berry being on top of her after making her scream. “Collie—mmph!” Berry barely managed to get the first word out before Minuette lunged forward. Her hoof came up behind Berry’s head and held her in place as her lips locked against Berry’s. The kiss was so sudden that Berry stood there in shock, her mouth still open from surprise and not pleasure, and so Minuette pressed the attack. Berry felt the Unicorn’s tongue force its way into her mouth. She let out another muffle yelp of surprise, but it quickly turned into a sigh of pleasure as the tongue explored her inside, tracing her teeth, dancing with her own tongue, and finally pressing against the roof of her mouth so firmly that her hind legs became weak. Minuette held her there for a blissful eternity, pressing her mouth to hers and holding the back of her head so she couldn’t escape pleasure’s grasp. When Minuette finally let her go, Berry gasped for air and nearly collapsed on the ground, but her wife held her up. It was several seconds before Berry was calm enough to speak. “Any…any more…of that…and I’m…going to ruin my dress…” she said as she struggled to remain standing. She was certain that all any pony had to do was just brush her now and she’d collapse. Minuette, her face still dangerously close to Berry’s, gently lifted the Earth pony’s chin so that they were looking at each other once more. “Oh no,” she whispered in a voice that nearly pushed Berry over her threshold. “I’m ruining that dress tonight, birthday girl. And you.” “Now?” Berry asked with the voice of a hopeful filly. “Anticipation makes it all the more enjoyable, my lady,” Minuette replied with a quick kiss on the cheek. “You’re teasing me, Collie.” Minuette smiled brightly, and for a moment she was back to her cheerful, slightly goofy self. She cocked her head to the side and closed her eyes. “Oh, I know. That’s part of the fun.” “…I hate you.” “You won’t after tonight,” Minuette countered, and then she slipped back into her dominating persona. “In fact, I’m pretty sure you’re going to be screaming my name by the end.” Berry pressed her lips together and swallowed. “Have fun tonight, you two!” Berry suddenly went completely stiff as she remembered Derpy. The mailmare was standing right behind her, and had no doubt seen everything. For the first time in a long time, Berry was embarrassed. She let out a weak laugh and turned around to face Derpy. “Uh…thanks,” was all she could say. “Thank you for watching Pinchy for us, Derpy,” Minuette said, again changing back to her old self. “We’ll be by tomorrow at eleven a.m. to pick her up.” Minuette suddenly drew close to Berry’s ear and blew on it in a hushed voice. “That is, if a certain pony will be able to walk by then…” Minuette had promised to ruin Berry’s dress, and her, tonight. As Berry forced herself to walk alongside her stunningly hot wife, her hindquarters told her that the Unicorn was already off to a promising start. Author's Note Nothing super special or anything about this story. It was Berry Punch Replies Mod's birthday a few days ago, so I decided to write a story about Berry as a gift--since I can't draw to save my life like everypony else. Hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Fair warning: while the story won't go into graphic descriptions of Minuette's and Berry's 'activities', it's still going to be racy. If this chapter was a bit too much, you're probably going to want to stay away from the rest.
'Dancing' With the Birthday Girl (Warning: VERY Racy)Berry nearly spit out her drink in the private room of the bar they were in. She snorted as she closed her mouth and immediately started coughing as the wine rushed to the back of her throat and up her nose. It tingled for a moment and then burned, but she didn’t care. She slammed her glass down and laughed in between coughs. “You…you didn’t…!” she hacked as she stared at the cream colored pony with a bubblegum pink and midnight blue mane sitting next to her. Bon Bon’s cheeks were flushed, and from the way she was trying to squish herself further into her seat, Berry knew the coloring wasn’t just from the drinks. “She totally did!” Lyra shouted as she, too, slammed her glass down on the table. The Unicorn had a huge grin on her face. “She beat the snot out of the poor little colt!” “I was only a filly…” Bon Bon whimpered. “And he hit you first.” “She was a terror!” Lyra shouted, raising her empty glass in the air and waving it around like a sword as she stood up in the booth. “Hooves flying everywhere, blood on the sand, hair in her teeth! I knew right then that I’d found my soul mate!” Minuette, still calm and pristinely dressed in her stallion clothing, took a small sip from her wine and grinned at Bon Bon. “I didn’t know you had such a wild streak in you, Bon Bon. Has Lyra ever seen it in…other situations?” Berry licked her lips as she stared at her wife. The look on Minuette’s face as she asked that question…if there wasn’t a table between them, Berry would have her on her back right now. Lyra’s sunglow eyes went wide as she froze in mid-swing. A wicked smile came to her face as she slowly looked down at Minuette and then plopped back into her seat. “Is that your question?” “Yes,” Minuette said, glancing quickly at Berry and blinking slowly. “Well, there was this one time,” Lyra started. She slid over next to her wife and slipped her hoof over the Earth pony’s shoulders. “She’d had a really stressful day at work. I didn’t even make it in the front door before she was one me. Did you know that, with the right type of knot, an apron can completely immobilize—” “It’s not Minuette’s turn!” Bon Bon suddenly shouted. While she was technically correct, Berry knew that she acting more out of panic. She made it a point to ask the question again when it was her turn. Lyra pouted in a way that made Berry’s heart skip a beat thanks to the wine. The Unicorn folded her front legs across her chest and scrunched her nose. “Fine. Then whose turn is it, sourpuss?” “Watch it,” Bon Bon warned as she leaned over and kissed Lyra’s cheek. “Or we’ll skip your turn and go straight to mine.” Lyra’s pouting vanished instantly. Her eyes shot wide and a smile began to grow on her face until it was so big that it looked painful. She glanced at Minuette, then at Berry, and finally at Bon Bon. “Oh! Oh oh oh! Can I really?” she begged, like a little filly in a candy store. “Really?” Bon Bon rolled her eyes and sighed, but the drink in her made it impossible to hide the grin on her face. “Yes, knock yourself out.” “Yes!” Lyra’s front hooves shot into the air. She then slammed them down on the table so hard that their drinks jumped. She leaned forward, her face beaming with glee, and looked Berry straight in the eye. Berry smirked back and took a gulp from her wine. So far, none of her friends had managed to trip her up. She had answered every one of their questions without pause, from what it was like screwing stallions—something no pony else at the table had ever experienced—to how many mares she had been with at one time. She had been a bit nervous at first because she didn’t want to hurt Minuette’s feelings, but the blue Unicorn had been the one asking half of the questions, and each time she had laughed, gasped, or licked her lips right along with Lyra and Bon Bon when Berry had answered. And the dares had been even more impressive. Whatever Lyra was getting ready to throw at her, Berry was certain she could handle it. “I dare…” Lyra started, licking her lips as she drew in closer across the table. What was it going to be? A kiss? That was easy. Tongue maybe? Still a piece of cake. Was she going to ask Berry to make out with her on the table? No problem, so long as Minuette didn’t mind. Maybe that will get her out of that suit faster…! “I dare Minuette to recreate the bachelor party with me!” Lyra said, whipping her head toward the blue Unicorn. Berry blinked in surprise. She turned and glanced at her wife. What bachelor party was Lyra talking about? Was it from before they had met? And what had they done? Berry’s mind began to fill with racy images as she imagined the two Unicorns in their younger years doing all sorts of things at some stallion’s bachelor party. “Bachelorette, Lyra,” Minuette said in a silky voice that sent a shiver down Berry’s spine. She really, really, really needed to get Minuette on her back. Or against a wall. Something. Anything! “Yeah, that thing with Cadance!” Lyra shouted as she pointed at Minuette. “You remember what we did, right?” For the first time that night, color flooded Minuette’s face. “Yes…most of it, anyway.” “Good!” Lyra said. She began to worm her way out of her seat and onto the table. “Let’s do it again!” “Only if Bon Bon says it’s okay,” Minuette said. Berry noted that the blue Unicorn didn’t ask for her permission. Probably because she knew Berry wouldn’t only approve of this, she’d demand it. Back when Princess Cadance had been preparing for her wedding, she had thrown a bachelorette party for Minuette, Lyra, and Twinkleshine. Berry hadn’t been there for most of it, but she had seen the end when she had picked Minuette up. Calling it wild was an understatement. Later, Minuette had told her what had happened, and Berry had kicked herself for not being present to witness it. That was apparently going to change now though. Berry licked her lips in excitement. “Under one condition,” Bon Bon said, and ice flooded Berry’s veins. “Aw, come on, Bon Bon,” Berry pleaded. “Don’t be a sourpuss. I’ve been trying to get Collie to show me this for months!” Bon Bon blinked once as she slowly turned to look at Berry. Berry was expecting to see a scowl, but what she saw was even more frightening. The wickedest grin yet was creeping across Bon Bon’s face. The mare looked like one of the villains from Pinchy’s stories. If she had a mustache, she’d probably be rubbing it with her hoof. Berry gulped. She had never seen Bon Bon like this. “Okay, my turn,” the mare whispered. She growled slightly and her grin turned into an evil smile. “I dare Berry to watch those two and not jump in on the action!” Berry slow blinked so hard that she felt her eyes rattle. She pulled her gaze away from Bon Bon and looked at Minuette, her face pleading, but the blue Unicorn just smirked at her. “Oooooooh, that’s going to be tough,” Lyra said as she resumed her crawl onto the table. “Minuette’s a really good dancer.” I know! Berry raged as she recalled the few times Minuette had been drunk enough to dance for Berry. “And kisser, if I remember Cadance’s party right,” Lyra added as she reached Minuette’s spot at the table. Her white dress with gold trim was draped behind her, and her hind leg was sticking out in a very seductive way. “Berry’s still quivering from the kiss I gave her, so you know it,” Minuette said, her blue eyes shooting to Berry for a brief second. Berry had to cross her legs and bite her lip as the memory from earlier flooded her mind. “So…hot!” Berry whispered. “You’re pure evil, Bon Bon.” Bon Bon simply snickered. “Relax, birthday girl,” Minuette said as she slowly rose out of her seat. “You’re going to like this show, I promise.” “I know I will!” Lyra said as she laid herself out on the table. She tilted her head slightly and Minuette did the same. The blue Unicorn extended her hoof out slowly, caressing Lyra’s cheek before stroking her mane. It slowly came to rest on the back of Lyra’s neck, and Berry had to fight the urge to jump on the table and start ripping clothes off. For an eternal moment, the two Unicorns gazed into each other’s eyes. Berry’s pulse beat against her flesh as the seconds dragged on for lifetimes. Part of her wanted to be on that table, in Lyra’s spot, but the rest of her wanted to stay put and see what was about to happen. Minuette had told Berry that she had kissed Lyra during the party, but she had never gone into details. Just how far— Minuette yanked Lyra forward and pulled her into a fierce kiss. The green mare struggled for a heartbeat, her hind legs kicking across the table, but then she relaxed. She wrapped her front hooves around Minuette and tried to pull her in closer, the whole time keeping her lips—and probably tongue—pressed firmly against Minuette’s. Minuette pulled her closer, dragging her across the table in an effort to swallow more of her face. She stood up from her seat and wrapped her other foreleg at Lyra’s neck, squeezing her so tightly that Berry could barely stay in check. She held her breath as the kiss continued, going on and on until her body threatened to do the task without any help from Minuette. Finally, when Berry was just about to reach her limit, Minuette let Lyra go. Spit hung from both of the Unicorns’ lips as they pulled apart, each one gasping for breath. They remained close though, their foreheads still touching slightly and their forelegs still wrapped around one another as they looked into each other’s eyes. “Hot!” Berry hissed as she shifted in her seat. “Not over yet,” Minuette whispered. Berry didn’t even have time to respond before Minuette kissed Lyra again. This time, the blue Unicorn grabbed her head and twisted it down, and the rest of Lyra’s body followed. She rolled onto her back on the table, her lips still locked with Minuette’s, and kicked one of her hind legs straight into the air. Her dress fell down it slowly, and Berry’s breathing grew heavier with every agonizing second of the reveal. Lyra was on her back. Her legs were spread. She was in perfect position. If the roles were reversed, and Minuette was on the table, it would be over now. Berry’s dress would be stained and wrinkled, and Lyra and Bon Bon would have a front row seat to everything. Maybe she could even get Lyra in on the action. The way she was writhing on the table, it certainly seemed possible. And with the way the two were kissing, Berry doubted Minuette would object… Damn you, Bon Bon! “You’re shivering,” Bon Bon whispered, and Berry swore she felt the mare’s tongue lick her ear. “I thought you said it was hot? Don’t tell me you’re cold.” “Hate. You,” Berry said through clenched teeth. Bon Bon’s little ear trick had nearly pushed her over the edge. “Do that again, and you and me are going to be going at it next.” “Mm,” was all Bon Bon said. Berry returned her attention to the exotic display before her because she was dangerously close to making good on her threat. All it would take would be the mare giving her a single rub, a quick kiss, a blow on the cheek, or even just a suggestive look, and the two Earth pony would end up on the floor, sticky with more than just drinks. Lyra and Minuette were now upside down from one another, with Lyra laying on her back and Minuette standing at the table. A very suggestive thought raced through Berry’s mind as she realized what Minuette could do with Lyra in that position. She tried to push it away because her body was already shaking, but it wouldn’t leave her. Thankfully, it was chased away when Minuette pulled out of the kiss, stepped to one side, and then dragged Lyra off of the table, spilling a few drinks as she did. She hoisted the mint green Unicorn up on her hind legs and then spun her around so that Lyra’s back was facing Minuette. Then, she pulled Lyra close to her body, wrapping one foreleg around the mare’s neck and running the other one gently along her dress. Minuette’s face appeared over Lyra’s shoulder as she continued to rub the mare’s chest. Lyra swooned, tossing her head back on Minuette’s shoulder and closing her eyes, but Minuette kept her gaze focused solely on Berry. The look in her eyes was borderline torture as she began to slowly bob up and down, forcing Lyra to match her movements until the two mares were grinding their hips in perfect rhythm. Berry nearly exploded when Minuette gently blew on Lyra’s ear. Lyra, for her part, nearly collapsed, but Minuette held her steady and continued to make her body move in harmony with her own hips. “Damn,” Bon Bon whispered. Berry risked a glance at her and saw that she was leaning so far over the table that she was practically laying on it. “Lyra seems a bit tense,” Minuette whispered from over the mare’s shoulder. Suddenly, they stopped moving and Minuette squeezed the mare around the waste. Lyra let out a small gasp and Berry noticed a faint shudder in her legs when she did. Had Minuette really just…? Bed! Table! Wall! Floor! Sweet Celestia, anything! PLEASE! Berry shouted to herself, but she found her body and voice completely frozen. She was utterly captivated by the display before her. It was something out of one of her fantasies, and she was terrified that if she moved, it would vanish. “Hm…Lyra, whatever is the matter?” Minuette whispered. She slowly pressed her lips to the Unicorn’s neck. Once again, Lyra nearly collapsed, and this time her shuddering was much more visible, but Minuette refused to let her fall. She held her close, allowing the Unicorn’s body to shake against her, and all the while she kept her gaze locked squarely on Berry. “Bon Bon, I…I need…please let me…” Berry whispered. Collie’s eyes were threatening to overwhelm her. “You, uh…you can’t, Berry,” Bon Bon said in a strained voice. “It’s…part of the game. Yeah…” The only comfort Bon Bon’s words offered was the fact that they revealed that she was having a hard time controlling herself too. “Lyra?” Minuette whispered as she kissed the mare’s neck again. Berry’s thighs tensed. “Mm…?” Berry bit her lip. “Your tail keeps swishing between my legs.” Berry swallowed. “Sorry. Should I…stop?” Berry’s whole body went stiff. “No. Do it more.” A word that Berry would never say in front of her daughter tore through her mind with such force that she fell forward onto the table. She glared at Bon Bon, but the look was wasted because the mare was too busy struggling to control her own impulses. “Hm…I think they’ve had enough,” Minuette whispered as she grinned at Berry. “I…haven’t…” Lyra pleaded. Minuette didn’t answer, but instead opened her mouth and bit down gently on Lyra’s exposed neck. The sunglow eyes shot open and Lyra let out a quick gasp as she froze in the mare’s embrace. “Good?” Minuette asked after a long second. “Good,” Lyra answered weakly. “Good.” Minuette gently shoved her back into the booth. The Unicorn stumbled a little as she landed, and then she looked over and Bon Bon, an exhausted smile on her face. “So, um…” “I…think you need to get out of that dress,” Bon Bon said quickly, her blue eyes practically twinkling with passion. “I’ll help you.” “Yeah…bathroom’s over there.” “Move. Now!” The two mares scrambled out of the booth and nearly tripped over each other as they rushed for the bathroom. Berry had a feeling she wouldn’t be seeing them again for a bit. “Your turn,” Minuette said in her sultry voice. Still standing on her hind legs, she held out one hoof and placed the other behind her back. She did a small bow and waited for Berry to take her hoof. “About bucking time!” Berry shouted. “Table work for you? Because it does for me!” Minuette’s smile turned evil and Berry suddenly had a sinking feeling in her stomach. “You want to dance on the table?” “No! I want to do that!” “You mean what Lyra and I were doing?” The grin on Minuette’s face was only growing wider with each word she spoke. “Yes! Now! You! Table! Back! Screaming!” Minuette cocked her head to the side and flashed a grin so twisted that Berry almost wanted to slap her. “But, all Lyra and I were doing were dancing. Honestly, Berry, is that all you ever think about?” “Grrr!” “I want to dance with the birthday girl though…” Minuette whispered, her wicked grin never cracking. “I am going to strangle you if I don’t get some relief in the next ten seconds!” Berry threatened. Reluctantly, she wiggled her way out of her spot in the booth and took the offered hoof. “Hm…well, I was strangling Lyra a little,” Minuette said as she helped Berry stand up. “Shall I do that to you too?” Berry wasn’t good at standing on her hind legs, especially when she was tipsy. Unlike Minuette, she hadn’t grown up in Canterlot, and therefore she hadn’t gone to fancy balls and whatnot where such elegance was often considered a desirable trait. As such, she was too busy trying to keep her balance as her wife helped her stand to realize right away what Minuette had just asked. When she did, she opened her mouth to speak, but her wife was faster. The moment Berry was safely on her hind legs, Minuette’s forelegs wrapped around the Earth pony’s curvy waist and yanked her forward. Berry practically fell onto Minuette, but the Unicorn held her up as she squeezed her. “You know what first attracted me to you?” the blue pony whispered into Berry’s ear as Berry leaned against her wife’s chest. “My winning personality?” Berry asked sarcastically. “This!” Berry suddenly felt two hooves press against her plot. She gasped as the muscles in her juicy butt tensed, and when they did, her wife slid one of her hind legs between Berry’s thighs in the dress. Minuette’s thigh brushed between Berry’s hind legs. As it did, Minuette gently pushed down on Berry’s backside, her soft hooves squishing the mare’s cheeks, and then slowly began to pull Berry’s body across her thigh. It was too much. Berry froze as a trembling pleasure raced through her body. She was hyperaware of everything suddenly; the feel of her dress on her body, Minuette’s hooves on her ass, her face pressing against the dress shirt, the gentle grinding going through her hips, her wife’s thigh sliding between her legs, and especially the tingling between her hind legs. “CoooolllllliiiiieeeeEEEE…” Berry whined as she struggled to stay standing. If Minuette wasn’t holding her, she would be flat on her face right now. “You’re…holy…I can’t…” “You seem a little stressed,” Minuette teased ruthlessly as she held Berry up. “Maybe I should…?” Berry felt Minuette lift her up, pull her leg out from between Berry’s thighs—which Berry whimpered at—and slowly spin her around so she was in the same position Lyra had been in. A second later, Berry was pulled in close, her back pressing against Minuette as the Unicorn’s foreleg slid around her neck. “There, that’s better. This dance seemed to help Lyra relax.” “Uh-huh,” Berry replied as Minuette squeezed her neck just a little. A moment later, she felt Minuette’s hips begin to grind against her flank, and slowly she matched their flow with her own movements. Each twist pushed her closer and closer to the edge again. “Hm…you still seem a bit tense, Berry,” Minuette whispered. Berry felt a hoof press against her chest and then slowly make its way down her dress. “Perhaps you need a little more…relief?” Minuette’s hoof slid down past Berry’s waist. Her other foreleg tightened around the Earth pony’s throat to stifle the scream of pleasure that escaped from her lips. “You seem pretty relaxed now, Berry,” Minuette whispered once Berry’s breathing slowed a bit. All Berry could do was nod. She hadn’t had an experience that intense in a while. “I hope you’re not completely spent.” Berry shook her head. While she was still having trouble standing, much less finding words in the jumbled mess that was her brain as her flank continued to grind against her wife’s hips, she was certainly not spent. She was just getting started. “Are you sure?” Minuette asked. Slowly, her hoof slid down Berry’s body again, ruffling her dress as it pressed against her stomach. “I think I should check.” Berry’s eyes went wide. If Minuette got to her again, she wasn’t going to be able to stand up. She needed a few more minutes to calm down. Even her body needed a break after something like that. Berry shook her head. “No? Oh, but I really think I should,” Minuette teased. Her hoof slid a little lower. “Just to be sure.” Berry shook her head vigorously. “Oh, but I really want to.” “Ngh!” Berry managed to squeak as the hoof went lower. It was hair’s breath away from striking. “I think I should.” “No…” “What are you going to do to stop me?” “Collie…” “Say my name,” came the sultry voice as the hoof crossed that last small distance. “COLLIE!” Berry’s mind went blank as she tensed. “That’s my girl…” Author's Note I warned you in was racy. So, how is Minuette supposed to top this? She nearly broke Berry, and yet she wants to make sure that the birthday girl is still up for more. What could it be? Here's a hint: it involves twins. See if you can guess who they are. Sorry it took so long. My job over the Christmas was trying to kill me, so I'd come home so beat that I simply didn't want to do anything. But, I'm back on track now! For those of you wondering about the bachelorette party, it's over here. You get to see what happens when Minuette gets completely wasted. As for Minuette actually confessing to what happened, that's at the end of this chapter. Just skip to the bottom if you want to find it quickly.
Massaging the Birthday Girl (borderline NSFW)Berry Punch wanted to be mad. She wanted to glare at her wife. She wanted to fume as she poured drink after drink down her throat. She wanted to get so drunk that Minuette would have no choice but to give it to her demands—or leave her passed out on the couch like she did sometimes. She wanted the flirting to stop and just get to the good stuff, and she wanted to be upset that her beautiful Unicorn had been dragging it out for several hours now. But as the hooves dug into her back and began to rub down her spine, the only thing the Earth pony could be was relaxed. After the little ‘dance’ at the bar, Lyra and Bon Bon had gone home—after vanishing for a good ten minutes. Minuette had forced Berry to literally dance with her for a bit, despite the fact that Berry had found it extremely difficult to stay standing after Minuette had tortured her, and then they, too, had left the bar. Berry had been hoping to head home to finally deal with some urges, but Minuette had had other plans. Now, Berry was on a very comfortable massage table, stretched out on her stomach, and struggling to stay awake. Her front hooves were dangling off the head of the bed and her face was threatening to become one with the cushioning. Twice now she had caught herself dozing off, with her tongue hanging out of her mouth and drool pooling in her cheek. “Mrs. Berry, you are so tense,” Lotus said as she dug her hoof into the base of Berry’s spine. Berry felt something pop and a second later a soothing sensation rushed through her lower body. She let out a grateful sigh as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. “Blame that on her,” she mumbled as she pointed her hoof in the general direction of Minuette’s massage bed. “I tried to help you at the bar,” she heard Minuette reply, her voice still smug. “I thought I did a pretty good job, if the dress is any indication.” Minuette had come through on the first part of her promise for the night. The dress that Berry had worn was over on a chair, folded up inside a bag. It needed to be washed to say the least. “Mm…” was all Berry could say as Lotus worked her way up to Berry’s shoulders. To keep from falling asleep, she turned her head and looked at her wife. Minuette was lying on the next bed over. She had at least taken the suit jacket off, hanging it on the door in the Blossom sisters’ spa, but she was still wearing her dress shirt. She had refused to take it off, even when Aloe had asked her to. Berry was beginning to suspect that the mare was doing it on purpose. Aloe went ahead with the massage anyway, although it didn’t look as deep as the one Berry was getting. “Have you had a nice birthday, Mrs. Berry?” Lotus asked, her exotic accent tickling Berry’s ear. “How’d you know it was my birthday?” Berry asked. She wasn’t particularly close to either of the sisters, despite the fact that they were both hot. It was odd that they’d know her birthday. “Mrs. Minuette told us,” Aloe said. “It is why we are still open.” Berry rolled her head to look at her wife. “This was part of your plan,” she accused. Normally, Minuette would hide her face, or at least blush and avoid eye contact, but not this time. She was still in her role of push-Berry-to-her-limit-until-she-explodes, so her blue eyes met Berry’s stare evenly. “Oh yes,” she said with a grin. “I had to pull a few strings, but I think it’s worth it.” “Don’t forget your promise, Mrs. Minuette,” Aloe whispered, her sapphire-blue eyes twinkling as she spoke. “Honestly, sister,” Lotus huffed from behind Berry’s head. “What?” Aloe shot back, her voice hurt. “You mean to tell me you’re not even tempted right now?” “Q-Quiet,” Lotus countered. “Collie,” Berry said as she continued to enjoy her massage. “What did you do?” “Nothing,” Minuette said, although Berry saw her shoot Aloe a quick look. “Yet. Would you like another glass?” Berry opened her mouth to speak, but she quickly realized that Minuette wasn’t asking to her. “Thank you,” Lotus said as a glass was levitated over to her. She stopped Berry’s massage for a moment as she took a sip from the glass. The sweet scent swept through the air and tickled Berry’s nose. She inhaled deeply, and her mind raced as she picked out the different ingredients. There was a healthy mix of berries, a good balance of— “You know, Mrs. Berry,” Lotus whispered into Berry’s ear in a way that made ponies pant. “I have always been jealous of you.” Berry wasn’t sure, but she thought she felt the blue pony’s tongue brush her ear as she spoke. “I am pretty great,” Berry said, and the quiver in her voice surprised her. Under normal circumstances, she’d be halfway around Lotus’ neck right now. With a bit more wine, she’d probably be on top of her. But something was different. The foreign accent the drove so many ponies, stallions and mares, to the edge was striking a deep cord in Berry, and it was making her blush and tying her tongue in knots. She blamed that on Minuette and her unrelenting forwardness tonight. “Mm…” Lotus said. “I agree. These hips are just to die for.” Berry gasped as Lotus’ hooves ran the outline of her hips. The dug into her fur and kneed her muscles. She bit her lip as the mare rubbed her down and held her breath and the masseuse cracked her joints and caused her legs to turn to jelly. “I am envious of them,” Lotus whispered as her hooves continued to work around Berry’s waist. They threatened to slip under her stomach, but stopped just short of doing so. “Such fine, filly-bearing hips. And they are so loose. The way you sway when you walk through the town, it is not wonder you turn so many heads.” Berry tried to turn her head to look at the goddess touching her, but she couldn’t. She tried to speak, but it was taking all of her focus not to pass out. She bit her lip, and in desperation, rolled her eyes enough to look over at Minuette and Aloe. Minuette was on her bed, a smug smile gracing her face. She blinked slowly and carefully levitated a glass of wine to her mouth. She sloshed it around in the glass for a few moments, and then carefully brought it to her lips. She took a long sip, allowing her Canterlot upbringing to shine through in her composure as she kept her eyes locked with Berry’s as she drank. Berry swallowed and licked her lips for the millionth time. If Lotus hadn’t practically paralyzed her with pleasure, Minuette would be on her back after that display. Instead, all Berry could do was stare at her, hoping her own eyes were getting the message across. “You’re…enjoying this…” Berry whispered as Lotus continued to work her magic. Minuette cocked her head to the side. “Not as much as you, it seems. But yes, I am enjoying it. Lotus seems to be happy as well.” “I have always wanted to do this,” Lotus added in a silky voice as she again ran her hooves along Berry’s hips, sending a shiver through the dark plum pony. “I think the best part is coming up though,” Minuette replied. Minuette’s blue eyes twinkled in the candlelit room in a way Berry rarely saw. She was planning something, obviously, but Berry couldn’t figure out what. After their little dance, she had been pretty sure the only way Minuette could top the night would be rough and long in a private room all night, but she had been wrong. A deep massage—bordering on foreplay—from one of the spa twins was heavenly. What more could—? Something clicked in Berry’s barely working brain as she thought about that last sentence. Spa twins. Twins. Why did that make her think? There were two of them, and they looked identical save for different colored coats and manes. And they were both ridiculously hot, which was a plus. So why was the thought of Lotus and Aloe making her mind try to groan back to life? Aloe. Where’s Aloe? Minuette was lying on her table, but Aloe wasn’t giving her a massage anymore. The younger twin had vanished. “No fair, Lotus! You have had your fun! It is my turn!” Berry’s realization barely had time to register itself in her brain before the pink pony spoke. A moment later, Lotus let out a soft grunt as she was nudged aside, and Berry’s eyes threatened to pop out of her head. Lotus was good. She had worked out cramps and kinks in Berry’s body that she didn’t even know she had. She knew how to touch a pony in ways that removed all their tension and in ways to push them to the edge without ever going near sensitive areas. She probably knew how to even push ponies over the edge, and Berry couldn’t help but wonder what the mare could do if given free rein over a pony’s body. Just the thought of it was enough to make Berry’s thighs tighten. But Aloe, in spite of all the wonder her older sister had inflicted on Berry, was somehow better! Berry Punch couldn’t explain it, but Aloe’s hooves felt softer, glided smoother, and massaged deeper than her sister’s. A rush of air escaped Berry’s lungs as the pink pony’s hooves found the back of her neck and rubbed, beat, twisted, and rolled her muscles. The hooves worked their way down her spine and she stretched her forelegs as far as she could as the sheer bliss tore through her body. She gritted her teeth as they reached the small of her back, and part of her mind was briefly aware that her wife was staring at her, but the thought fled when Aloe reached the base of her tail and sent an unfamiliar sensation of pleasure coursing through her. She had no idea what Aloe had just done, or why simply lifting her bushy tail a few inches sent spasms through her spine, but she didn’t want it to stop. It was a completely new sensation of lust and joy, and it was dangerously close to breaking the mare. “M-M-More…” Berry stuttered as she tried to keep herself still on the table. She had thought she knew every turn on for her body. Apparently, she was wrong. “You like that, Mrs. Berry?” Aloe asked in a voice that was somehow even more alluring than Lotus’. “It is my specialty. It hits a nerve that only I can tap. Not even Lotus can do it. I only do it fore mares though.” Berry made a hissing noise as she inhaled. “Stallions can’t control themselves if I do it to them.” Aloe’s voice was suddenly right next to Berry’s ear, and the birthday girl knew that her bones were turning into pudding in her body. “But mares? They can handle it—but only just. It is like a form of torture for them, so you understand why I rarely do it.” Aloe did the tail trick at the last word and Berry opened her mouth in a silent scream. Torture was right. “My sister may like your hips, Mrs. Berry,” Aloe whispered. Her hooves slid around Berry’s waist in the same motions Lotus had done, but it was on a different level of ecstasy. “But you know what I have always admired about you?” Aloe’s hooves slid up Berry’s backside until they were at the base of her tail again. She braced herself, unsure if she’d be able to handle a third time, as the pink hooves came to rest just below her tail. “This thick, juicy, luscious flank.” Aloe’s hooves moved down from Berry’s tail, and each one touched one of her cheeks. Berry tensed for a minute, but then she relaxed as Aloe began the massage. “It is…the best one…in town,” Berry whispered, bliss drowning her consciousness. “It is so plump,” Aloe answered. She pushed down on Berry’s cheeks, rubbing the muscles under her fur. Berry sighed with pleasure, and then chuckled when Aloe pushed them together. The spa pony gasped at the quiet smacking sound, and then she did it two more times before she held them together for a few seconds. She then let them fall back down before resuming her normal massage. “I would love to have a flank like this.” Berry, her mind finally coming back from the edge Aloe had pushed her to, laughed. “Having fun back there? I know a lot of ponies that would love to do what you’re doing right now.” “Yes, but none would do as well as I” Aloe said. She began to pat one of Berry’s cheeks, and then switched to the other, and Berry had to agree as her thighs tingled. “Why have you never come in before?” “My sister drools over your body sometimes,” Lotus added, and Berry licked her lips as she thought about her answer. Aloe drooled over her, huh…? “Well, had I known my glorious flank would get this much attention, I’d be in here every day.” Berry closed her eyes and sighed as her butt continued to be worshipped. It was enough to lower her guard. “But, honestly? I…didn’t think you’d girls would want a pony of my…reputation in your establishment.” “Why would you think that, Mrs. Berry?” Aloe asked. She rubbed one of Berry’s cheeks as she spoke, causing Berry’s lips to twitch. “I’m more than a bit loose,” Berry replied, her eyes still closed. “Naturally,” Lotus said. “Anypony would be after what my sister and I did to you.” “Sex,” Berry said. “I like sex. ‘Feisty’ doesn’t begin to cover it. That comes with some stigma.” “So you are a flirt?” Lotus asked. “You clearly do not know me or my sister. Especially my sister.” Berry didn’t want to point out that being a flirt and liking sex were two different things. “Well, if you two promise to worship my flank this much every time, then—” “Oh, Mrs. Berry,” Aloe said as she again pushed Berry’s cheeks together and forced them up. “Lotus is the flirt. I am much, much worse.” Berry didn’t even get to open her eyes before it happened. With Aloe holding her cheeks together, the spa pony did her trick again, and this time it was too much. Berry groaned as her whole body surged. She stretched out as far as her body could on the massage bed as she gasped for air. Minuette had broken her while they were dancing, but was on a whole new level. Whatever Aloe was doing, it was beyond compare. More than blood rushed through the Earth pony’s curvy body, and for a glorious moment, all sensation except between her hind legs fled her mind. “C…Collie…?” Berry panted as her front hooves draped over the edge of her bed, completely spent. “Do…do you think…you could learn that…from Aloe?” There was no response, and Berry was suddenly aware that Aloe’s magic hooves had disappeared. She figured the mare was getting a towel or something, but she was too exhausted from what had just happened to open her eyes, much less lift her head to check, so she just called for her wife again. “Collie, I know it…was a good show, but…” Berry drifted off as she felt a hoof gently touch her lower back. “More, huh? I can’t believe I’m saying this, but…I’m not sure I can take that again…” In response, Berry felt something press against her left side, and then it went all the way over her flank and down to her right side. It took her a moment to realize that Aloe had straddled her and was now sitting on her cushiony flank. She felt a tug on her tail as it was moved to the side. “You sure you want to be sitting there?” Berry asked, her eyes still closed. “It might be a bit messy. And sticky.” The hips straddling her began to move, slowly grinding up and down, pressing against Berry’s cheeks while her tail was held in the air. Berry began to pant. She flexed her cheeks in time with the movements and noticed that doing so sped up the motion and made the hips press harder. Minuette knew Berry wasn’t above flirting with other mares, or in rare cases—with Minuette’s permission, of course—heavy make-out sessions if the mare was hot. And no pony would think that Aloe or Lotus were anything but smoking. But Berry wondered if this was pushing the limits, even as she continued to flex in time with the hips. Granted, it was only a small part of her that wondered, but it was loud enough to be heard. Minuette gave her a lot of leeway, and Berry didn’t want to betray her for it. “Um, Collie? Feel free to stop this at any time,” she said. “Or join in. That would be—mm!—bucking great!” The rhythm was getting faster now. It still wasn’t at full blown under-the-sheets level, but if Aloe kept going, it would be, so Berry opened one raspberry eye to look at her wife on the other table. “Collie?” Minuette wasn’t there. The bed was empty. For a brief moment, panic began to rise in Berry’s stomach. Had Aloe gone too far? Had her wife left and now Berry was about to cross a line that she wasn’t sure she could? “You called?” a voice asked from behind Berry’s head. The grinding hips stopped, but they stayed on Berry’s flank and the grip on her tail didn’t lessen. Berry turned her head and saw her wife, dress shirt unbuttoned down her front revealing her soft blue coat, sitting on Berry’s flank. She had wrapped Berry’s tail around one hoof and was resting the other on the small of Berry’s back. The Earth pony tried to turn to better face her, but as she did, Minuette pushed down, keeping her pinned to the table. “I’m not done with you yet,” the Unicorn threatened in a sultry voice, taking the same tone she had been using all night. “You move when I say you can. Those two little girls might like your ass, but I’m the only one that gets to use it.” Berry’s heart skipped a beat as she turned back around and lay down on the table. When Collie swore, she was serious. And that meant that Berry was in for a good time. She licked her lips. “You going to ride your pony now?” Minuette tugged hard on her tail, causing a small yelp to escape from Berry. A moment later, the grinding started again. Berry flexed her muscles with each pass, and her wife sped up each time. Berry started to push up with her hips. Minuette pulled tighter on her tail. Berry bit her lower lip. Minuette squeezed Berry between her legs. Berry swallowed as she neared the edge again. Minuette went faster. An unintelligible sound came from Berry’s mouth. Minuette…stopped. Berry blinked in surprised. She knew her wife wasn’t finished. Minuette had some pretty serious tells, and Berry hadn’t heard or felt any of them. She was close to it though; that much, Berry was certain. So why had she just stopped? “Ride done already?” Berry asked, flexing her flank in hopes of getting her love going again. “It’s midnight,” Minuette replied. Her sultry voice was gone, and Berry coud feel the grip on her tail loosening. “So?” Berry asked. She twisted her head to look at her wife and found the blue pony staring back at her, head tilted to the side in a way that made Berry’s heart swell every time, and her face was beaming with one of her bright white smiles. “So, your birthday’s over. Present is done. Time to go home.” Berry’s mouth fell open. “You’re…I…what?!” Minuette grinned and cocked her head to the other side. It wasn’t the dark, sexy grin she had been flashing all night. It was her usual playful one. “What, silly? My present was to be…that for your whole birthday night. Now, your birthday is over. So is the present. Besides,” Minuette looked over her shoulder “it looks like Aloe took care of you pretty well. And that dance we did…you seemed to enjoy that too.” “Collie,” Berry said darkly. “I had fun tonight,” the Unicorn said. “Watching you squirm in your seat while Lyra and I made out. Did you know she doesn’t tastes like mints? Surprising, huh?” “Collie…!” “Oh, and that massage! Mine was fantastic. I’ve never felt so relaxed. Not as good as yours though.” Again, Minuette looked over her shoulder. “And the way you turned into a mess when they rubbed you down. Wish I had a camera. You made some adorable—and attractive—faces.” “Collie!” “They practically jumped when I asked if it was okay if I brought you here for a massage. I thought I’d have to pay extra, seeing as it would be after-hours for them, but they weren’t kidding about wanting you in here, beautiful. And I’m pretty sure Aloe might be worse than you, although Lotus tells me she’s never actually gone all the way. Still, I’ll have to keep an eye on her. But who can blame her? Your butt is great!” Minuette bounced playfully on Berry’s flank. “Romana Minuette Colgate the Fourth!” Berry snapped. Minuette perked up and smiled like a child, much to Berry’s frustration. “Yes? You don’t use my full name unless it’s really important.” “Are you—are we—going to finish? Or did you seriously time it to work us both up just to stop right before the good part?” One corner of Minuette’s mouth turned up in a grin. “Well, I am really good at time…” Berry sighed in frustration. Aloe had given her release, sure, but her wife had built up her tension all over again and now she was playing hard to get. Suddenly, Minuette’s soft chest was pressing against Berry’s back and her mouth was right at Berry’s ear. “I thought somepony said they couldn’t take any more.” “I lied,” Berry said instantly. She flexed her flank again and she felt Minuette shiver on her. “Any chance we can get those twins in on this?” “Nope,” Minuette said as she pressed her hips down in response to Berry’s flexing. “They had their fun, and they agreed beforehoof that they’d give us private time once they did. Although I didn’t know Aloe would go that far. You sure you’re up for more?” Berry turned her head enough that she was just able to kiss her wife’s cheek. “Ride your pony. She can take it.” Minuette sat up again and Berry felt the yank on her tail. “Got it.” “Oh!” Berry said before Minuette started. “Keep that shirt on.” “Why?” Berry turned and flashed the smile that her wife had been giving her all night. “Because I’ve been wanting to rip it off of you this whole time, and once you’re finished, I’m going to do just that.” To Berry’s pleasure, she saw crimson in her wife’s face for the first time all night as she started grinding again. I t wasn’t long before Minuette was moving as fast as she could and her breathing had become shallow. Her grip on Berry’s tail was bordering on uncomfortable, and her spare front hoof was starting to twist into the small of Berry’s back. It wouldn’t be long now. Berry could tell that her wife was about to break, and she knew just how to make her. She waited until Minuette had slid back down to start an extra long slide up, and once the Unicorn started, Berry clenched her cheeks together and pushed up with her hips extra fast. “SSSSShhhhiii…!” Now, Berry knew her wife was finished. She turned around and took great pleasure in seeing her wife struggling to stay sitting up as she gasped for breath. “Those…twins really…know how to loosen you up…” the Unicorn huffed as she steadied herself on Berry’s backside. “They sure do, babe.” Berry twisted under the winded pony, careful not to knock her off, and made sure she brushed Minuette in a certain place as she did. The Unicorn gasped and immediately steadied herself. She was now sitting on Berry’s lap, and her front hooves were pressed down on Berry’s stomach. “Now,” Berry said as she reached out and wrapped her forelegs around Minuette’s smaller hips, holding her in place. “About that shirt…” * * * Ruby Pinchy Punch carefully peeked over the edge of the fort’s wall. A lone figure was approaching, carrying something in her mouth. “Captain Dinky!” Pinchy called out in a quiet voice. “Unknown pony approaching the outer defenses.” “Roger that, Captain Pinchy! Ready the cannons!” “Aye-aye!” Pinchy scooped up a pillow with her hoof and watched as the figure drew closer to the blanket wall. “Permission to enter!” Dinky’s Mom asked through the bag in her mouth. “Identify yourself!” Dinky called from inside the fort. “Scout Derpy Hooves, reporting back, Ma’am!” Miss Hooves said as she saluted—a little too hard because she bonked her forehead—and came to attention outside the blanket fort. Dinky poked her head up next to Pinchy’s, her messy blond mane brushing Pinchy’s cheek. “Muffins!” she said as she licked her lips. She started to crawl out of the fort, but Pinchy stopped her. “Careful, Captain. This could be a trap.” “Oh!” Dinky replied, immediately slipping back into character. “Right, Captain. Er, what’s in the bag, Mommy? I mean, Scout?” Miss Hooves put the bag on the ground, opened it, and pulled out a piping hot muffin. Pinchy could smell it from inside the fort and it made her stomach growl. They had already had breakfast, but it was almost lunchtime… “I successfully completed my mission to get supplies, Captains,” Miss Hooves said as she put the blueberry muffin back in the small bag. “Can I come in?” “Permission granted, Scout Mommy,” Dinky called, poking her head out from between the two blankets that made the door. Pinchy hopped down from her lookout post, which was really just a small stool inside the fort, and sat next to Dinky. A second later, Miss Hooves’ face grey face appeared through the door, the bag of muffins in her mouth. She wiggled her way inside and sat down with the two fillies, her head just barely touching the roof of their fort. Dinky instantly shot to her side and nuzzled against her. Miss Hooves rubbed her head and put her wing around her daughter as she opened the bag. She gave Pinchy one first, then one to Dinky, and finally pulled one out for herself. “Thanks Miss Hooves,” Pinchy said. She licked her lips before taking a large bite out of her treat. Her eyes fluttered shut as the baked good practically melted in her mouth. While her own Mommy was the best juice maker in town, no pony could top Miss Hooves’ muffins. “Isn’t my Mommy great?” Dinky asked as she tore into her own muffin. “Mm-hm,” Pinchy replied, her mouth full. She reached over for her juice bottle and took a long sip, washing down the muffin. When she put the bottle down again, she realized it was nearing empty. It had lasted her through the night, but if she wasn’t careful, it would be gone soon. “Pinchy, should we go check on your Moms?” Miss Hooves asked. “I thought they’d be here by now.” Pinchy cocked her head so she could see the clock on the wall through the blankets. Mom had taught her how to tell time and she was the only filly in her class who could. The clock said that it was nearly eleven-thirty. Mom had said that she and Mommy would be by no later than eleven, and Mom was always on time. “No,” Pinchy replied as she took another bite. “Mommy told me that they were going to have a big night, and sometimes that messes with Mom’s schedule. If they’re not here by lunchtime, then we could walk over to my house and see if they’re there.” As if responding to the little Unicorn, there was a knock on the front door. Miss Hooves scooted out of the fort and went to the door. Pinchy climbed back to her lookout post and Dinky joined her, her mouth still full of muffin. “Hi girls!” came Miss Hooves’ voice as she opened the door. “Wow…rough night?” “And morning,” came Mom’s voice. “Good kind of rough, though.” “Yeah, well, if somepony hadn’t teased me all night last night, she wouldn’t be walking funny right now,” added Mommy. “Besides, you loved it.” “Oh, I’m not denying that one bit.” “Come in. The girls are in the living room.” Miss Hooves walked back into the living room and waved at Pinchy. “Pinchy, your parents are here.” A moment later, Mom’s bright blue form appeared behind Miss Hooves. Her normally clean mane was a bit messy, with stray locks poking out in random spots, but there was a smile in her eyes and a grin seemed to be tugging at her mouth. She did seem to be walking a bit oddly though, as if her back legs were sore. Pinchy wasn’t sure what caused that or why it happened, but whenever it did, it meant that both her Moms were in a very good mood. Mommy appeared a moment later, and she looked even more of a mess than Mom. Her fluffy, raspberry colored mane looked like it had exploded on her head, and her tail was frizzy, as if somepony had been rubbing it on purpose. Her eyes looked tired, but much like Mom’s, they were gleaming, and they opened even more when they saw Pinchy. “Hi Mom!” Pinchy raced out of the fort and wrapped her forelegs around her Mom’s blue leg. “Hi, baby,” Mom said as she rubbed Pinchy’s mane. “Did you behave?” “Yes!” Pinchy let her go and jumped over to Mommy. “Hi Mommy!” “Oof!” Mommy said, wincing a little as Pinchy hugged her. “Hi sweetie. Careful. Mommy’s still...kind of tender.” “Did you have a nice birthday?” Pinchy asked, looking up as she continued to hug her. Mommy and Mom looked at each other, and then down at Pinchy. “Yes. I had a very nice birthday. And I even brought you and Dinky a treat!” “Ooooo,” Pinchy cooed. “Who wants cake?” Mom asked. She levitated a small cake into the living room. “If that’s okay with you, Der—?” “I want cake!” Miss Hooves said, her cross-eyes widening with delight as she stared at the cake. “Me too!” Dinky said as she came running out of the fort. “Answers that question,” Mommy said with a smile. “We…didn’t really have time for it last night, so we figured we’d share it with all of you.” “I’ll get the plates,” Miss Hooves said. She walked into the kitchen, and a moment later a loud crash came from the room. “Derpy? You okay?” Mom called. “Do you need some help?” “Maybe a little,” came the response. Mom smiled at Pinchy and then walked into the kitchen. “So what were you and Dinky doing?” Mommy asked as the sound of clattering plates filled the room. “Dinky made a fort!” Pinchy said. “And we spent the night in it,” Dinky added. “Come inside, Mommy!” Pinchy begged, pulling on her Mommy’s leg. “Er, Pinchy, I don’t think I can bend down right now. Your Mom was…very nice to me last night.” “Aw,” Pinchy said, her ears drooping a little. “Okay, but you and Mom have to help me build a fort at home then!” “Deal. Babe, did you hear that?” “What?” “We’re helping Pinchy build a fort later. And it’s going to have a special dungeon.” For a brief moment, Mom was silent, but then she spoke. “Still, sexy? Weren’t you just telling our angle how sore you are?” “That’s why you’ll do all the work. You can just chain me to the wall or something.” “Mommy, that’s not fair!” Pinchy said. “You have to help build the fort too! You can’t make Mom do it all!” Mom poked her head out of the kitchen and winked at Pinchy. “You’re quite right. Mommy has to help Mom, too.” “Cake’s ready!” Miss Hooves called. Pinchy and Dinky cheered as they rushed into the kitchen with Mommy following them. Neither of the fillies saw Minuette slap Berry’s flank with her tail, causing the Earth pony to wince with pain and a hint of pleasure. Author's Note First off, apologies. For taking so long to finish this, and for disappearing. Short version, I lost my drive to write. The long version might come across as whining, but if you want to know, I'll tell you. Second, I hope you think Berry had a nice birthday. Minuette really tried to make her mare happy. The twins were kind enough to help her with that. Third, Lotus and Aloe are hot. Perhaps one day I'll write a story about them instead of just having them appear as side characters. Anyway, hope you enjoyed this. Probably not as much as Berry, but still enjoyed it.
