Redheart approaches Fleur from behind you. “So, are we getting it on now, or waiting for Milly to show up?” You can’t believe what you’re hearing.

“Oh, definitely now. So, should we tell him now?”

“Why spoil the surprise, Red?”

“What surprise; we’ve already done everything but told him directly.”

Your jaw falls open in realization. You ask, “This wasn’t a normal photoshoot from the beginning, was it?”

Redheart turns to snap back, “Of course!’

Fleur explains to you, “Well, you see, Featherweight, Redheart and I were planning on meeting so we could try to collaborate on a photoshoot to try to help her find work as a glamour model. We even had a photographer scheduled, but then you came up and Red seemed so reluctant to cancel on you…” Fleur scratched the back of her head. “Well, we had not intended to rope you into our games… you just fell into place.”

This is too rich. “I thought I might get screwed,” you joke. Redheart and Fleur let out rich laughs. The beautiful sound massages your ears and you smile, relaxed for a moment.

Redheart nudges Fleur. “What did I tell you, fancy panties, this guy’s got a good sense of humor

“Cute, too,” purrs Fleur, looking at you meaningfully. You shrink under her gaze, still unsure how to handle having a naked mare about, let alone one this beautiful. If not for the odd turn of this conversation, you would be fully speechless.

Redheart hangs an arm around Fleur, one of her hands grabbing one of the model’s breasts. “So, you think that’s enough hard work, or is about time for some fun?”

“I think hard work can be fun,” smirks Fleur. “I know I can work even when I’m really turned on. I am uncertain about you, Red, however.”

Nurse Redheart laughs, “Cut the shit, you’re horny as hell and don’t you tell me different!”

“Mmm… True.” Fleur De Lis licks her lips. “Red, dear, being a pornstar is such hard work. How about some hors d’oeuvres?” Wish a devilish grin, she pulls Redheart’s breasts out of her top and kisses the nipples. Redheart gasps with delight. Your hair stands on end. No way! So they do have that kind of relationship!

You stand there, standing jaw agape, completely unable to will your body into acting. The two most beautiful mares you have ever seen in your life, one of them a porn star, are undressed before you and going at it like animals in heat! You watch as Fleur descends down Redheart’s voluptuous body, leaving a trail of kisses down the mare’s front. All the while, her hands run down her sides to her hips. They grip hard with a slap, fingers digging into the soft flesh. Oh to grip that… Fleur kisses Redheart down her chest, to her bell, and then around her hips, planting a ring of kisses. You see the pink tinge rosate Redheart’s pretty cheek. Her bright lips spread slightly. Her fingers dreamily curl about in Fleur’s pink mane. She rocks her body, tits swaying. Fleur’s face gets closer to her crotch. You swear you can see the dark outline of her slit illustrated against the fabric of her bikini bottom. The first touches of Fleur’s delicate fingers brush against the fabric. A fond smile tugs at the nurse’s mouth. Then Fleur De Lis tucks one of her fine fingers through the band hugging at her friend’s hips and pulls down. With the panties now clear but not yet removed, Fleur wraps her arms around Redheart’s juicy rear and pulls herself forwards with an excited noise, burying her mouth in the other mare’s nethers.

The effect on Redheart is immediate. A happy hiss escapes her lips as her head jolts skyward. You feel yourself getting hard. You cannot resist. You cock is aching for more than just your own touch. You find yourself craving this mare, this one whom you came here to see and photograph. You feel a dash of envy in your brain. You want to be the one to make her make those noises. You want to feel her warmth. You want to touch her, see her open before her, be close to her… Desire grips you. But so does fear. It doesn’t feel right to approach her, to make your desires known… You stand nearly immobilized, unable to do anything but watch as Fleur’s ministrations cause the peals of pleasure from Redheart’s lips to become louder and faster. She lets out one sharp, feminine squeal.

Your hand reaches down. You begin to touch yourself. You’re rock hard already. Fleur turns to you. “Hey, why not take her bosoms while I busy myself lower down?” Your eyes bulge.

“R-Really?” You stammer.

“Indeed,” grins back Fleur.

Scarcely believing your luck, you approach the lustful pair like a skittish mouse. Fleur places one of your hands on Redheart’s generous chest. You squeeze her tit and she reacts, pleased. ‘Yes,” she moans. You feel that hungry, bestial part of you which nearly took Fleur mere minutes ago reemerge. With an immensely satisfied grin, you dig into her bountiful cleavage. Warm, soft tits cascade over your hands and face. Your cheeks brush against them and your lips seek them out. You kiss them delicate and roughly. You grab them firmly and massage them gently. All the while, you hear hums, slurps, and breaths from Fleur and pleasured moans from Redheart. She purrs, “Mmmmmm… Fleur… Feather…”

You take a boob in each hand and place your face between them, licking and suckling on each. This is heaven! Her soft body against your own. The sounds, the smell of sweat and arousal. You swear her breasts must release pheromones, because the more you inhale her sweet scent, the greater your desire goes. Your cock is throbbing hard enough to burst. Your ministrations strengthen. You squeeze and grope her harder. Your hunger turns ravenous. You have to have her. She is nearly incoherent, her chest rising and falling in rapid flurries of gasps.

You feel your hips press clsoeto hers. You rub your dick on her body, desperate for access. Redheart moans, “Fleur, I- I’m…”

Fleur De Lis snaps up and kisses her deeply with what you are sure is tongue, one hand still working Redheart’s slit. She whispers in her ear, “Fuck her.”

“What!?” Your heart stops.

“Go ahead, fuck her. Fuck her brains out. Copulate like a beast in heat.” As if to illustrate, she works her hand, getting another shudder of delight from Redheart.

You can barely hold back, but you ask Redheart, “Redheart, is this okay?”

Lunging forward, she kisses you hard on the mouth, hurling her arms around your neck. “Just do me good!”

“But I’ve-“

“Never been with a mare?”

“Y-yeah…” You admit with shame.

Your hot bodies stand close together. One of yours hands is on her ass. The other is groping her upper back. “Don’t worry about it—I knew all along.” She gives you a loving look and a reassuring smile. “Let me be your first. Take me. Don’t stop until you cum inside me – make me your cock sheath.”

Fleur interrupts, “Wow, Red, that is hot.” She claps both of you on the ass. “Now, get on with it before I take BOTH of you without mercy.” Fleur lunges over to the deck chair, swings it over, and shoves you and Nurse Redheart down onto it with you looking down at the voluptuous mare. She’s blushing noticeably, but you feel like your face could melt granite. Without planning it, you kiss her and try to advance up her nude body. You realize this is it – you really are about to do it with a mare. Excitement and panic chase each other around your mind in equal measure. You feel soft thighs on either side of your own. You draw your hips up for better access. You feel Redheart’s wetness brush against the underside of your cock. Awkwardly, you jab forward, somehow failing to join her flesh.

Redheart looks up at you and meets your eyes. You calm down as her soft hand brushes your cheek. She maneuvers her hips. “May I?” You ask, scarcely daring to risk breaking the mood with your voice.

“Give it to me,” Redheart encourages, wrapping her legs around you, pulling you in. You lean in and kiss her. You feel your tip make contact. You slide your hips forward. It’s so hot. It’s going in- WOW! With a swell of her hips, Redheart takes you in all the way in one move. Your fingers clench into her skin. You grit your teeth, overwhelmed at the strange new sensation. But even as you react, you feel a blissful wave of gliding pleasure shoot up your cock. You hold still all the way inside her, basking in the silky heat of her pussy. You kiss and make eye contact. “I um, well…” You try to talk but instead goofy laughter escapes from you. Another tender kiss silences you. A smoldering look tells you all you need to do even more vividly than your raging instincts.

You move and she matches your thrusts. Redheart’s insides feel like heaven. You can see Fleur in the corner of your vision, playing with herself while watching with a hungry expression. This turns you on even further. Something in you wants to give her a show. You slam your hips against your lover’s. She gives a squeal and smiles, reaching out her arms and holding them around your neck and shoulders. To complete the embrace, you answer by grabbing her breasts and toying with them. She shudders, doubtlessly feeling the same pleasure you are. Warmth erupts in your chest. You don’t want this to end. You crave Redheart. Months of internet chats, messages, and convos come to mind. You feel safe with this mare – she inspires warm feelings. Carnal desire fills you. You savagely suckle and fondle her breasts. She digs her nails into your back. The animal part of you takes over. Every motion of your bodies joined at the hip sends tingles of pleasure up and down your spine. Your hands tingle. Every touch is electric. The pleasure is building. You can’t hold on.

You feel ragged but you keep fucking like animals. Her scent and feel intoxicate you. You barely know how to use your hips and you don’t care how awkward or jerky your thrusts are. This is your first time inside a mare and it’s absolutely incredible! You feel you and herself starting to pant. Your hums and groans turn rough, primal. You clasp her hands and press them down against the deck chair. You see the gloriously arousing image of your mate below you in the throes of ecstasy. Her breasts heave with every thrust you give her body. Her mouth hangs open slightly and her eyes are wide with abandon. You kiss her throat, noting the heat of her aroused flush, mirroring the miraculous wetness lower down. She’s coiling around you just like you’re filling her. She closes her legs even tighter around your hips.

Your eyes screw up. Your cock feels like it’s about to explode. Fear hits you, but is overwhelmed by sheer arousal. You couldn’t stop rutting Redheart, even if you wanted to. You don’t know what to say. Her body is begging yours for your release. You feel her get hotter and wetter, the slick walls of her cunt massaging your shaft with exquisite pleasure. She hold you close, drawing you in. She embraces you close in her arms, pressing her nude form up against yours. You see Fleur touching herself frantically, legs shaking. You don’t know if those pleasured cries are hers of Redheart’s. You throw your arms around Redheart, embracing her as close as you can. She draws you in and trembles with a squeak. All the way inside her, you strain one last time.

Pleasure erupts in your cock and you let out some kind of shout. Redheart kisses you and you press into each other, absorbing each other’s moans. You feel your cock twitch and spasm uncontrollably as something spews from you in pulses, so much it hurts. She milks you, dancing her hips up and down for a moment before just letting you as deep as possible. You rock together, tangled in carnal paradise.

Your brain thinks “I came… inside a mare… unbelievable…”
Eventually, the orgasmic fires subside and you lay together breathless. Without a thought in your head, you caress her cheek. You kiss and lick it, noting the salty taste of sweat. Your heart still thunders and you opt to nuzzle against her, letting her run her hands down your back.

Eventually, this heaven becomes uncomfortable, so you sit up, barely flopping upright. So hot. You stumble over to the pool and loosely jump in. More like flop in, but in you go regardless. You stay underwater, the water feeling cold but good against your hot skin. What had just happened? It was awesome… Awesome but… overwhelming? Sudden? You don’t know. It wasn’t bad – you just don’t know how to feel. You will need to process this. You close your eyes underwater. This is better. Here, you can think. Here, it’s not quite so overwhelming.

Your lungs ache, but you stay down, sitting on the pool bottom. How to feel? How to feel? How to feel? Your dick still feels slimy from your fluids and Redheart’s fluids. You rub it clean. It’s confusing. That was in another, but not it’s not. You can’t undo it.

Someone taps you on the shoulder, snapping you out of your thoughts. You open your eyes to see Redheart and Fleur looking at you, waving. You try to smile back at them and they grab you by your arms and haul you to the surface. You take the first breath of air, gulping it down urgently. Redheart hugs you, presumably checking your vitals while Fleur asks, “Are you alright, Featherweight?”

You say back, embarrassed, “Um, yeah, just a bit overwhelming, I guess, is all.”

“Don’t worry about it,” she says to you genuinely. There is no flirtation or subterfuge in her voice. She is looking you straight in the eye. You slowly exhale, “It was just all so… sudden.”

Fleur De Lis wrings her hands together. “I’m sorry I got a little carried away…” You sit up on the side of the pool and she sits next to you. The model drapes an arm over your shoulder. “Are you okay, really, Featherweight?” Her face clearly betrays her knowledge that she may have just crossed the nice.

You shake your head, not sure why you do. “I think so, Fleur. I mean, it felt really good. I guess just warn me next time you’re about to bone me silly.”

A wet noise comes from the other side of you as Redheart emerges onto the side of the pool and sits down next to you. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No no no,” you shake your head, putting a hand on hers. “I couldn’t’ve picked a better mare to do it with.” You smile. A warm feeling in your chest tells you those particular flames won’t be extinguished easily.

“Would you mind doing it again?” Redheart asks.

You pause for a moment to think, but the answer is abundantly clear. It had felt wonderful and nothing in your life had even come close to being so exciting. In fact, thinking about the sensations brings the smile back to your face. “A thousand times,” you grin. You know not how, but you feel yourself stiffening again. Maybe it’s the mares. Maybe it’s the context. But now that you’re over the initial shock, you eye them hungrily. You grasp their thighs.

Fleur De Lis remarks, “I think we have our answer.” Redheart nods. “So, would you mind doing it with me? Poor me’s been neglected all day while you’ve been crawling all over Red.” Fleur fake pouts at you with a wicked grin.

“Think we have enough time, Fleur?” Redheart inquires.

“I doubt Milano would mind catching is in flagrante delicto.” You worry about being caught, but you’ll be damned if that overcomes your desire to feel this mare from the inside.

Have sex with Fleur De Lis? That feeling of anxious unworthiness strikes you, but now that you’ve seen where this carnal road goes and that you’re not just being messed with, you clasp one hand to her chest as you finger around her slit. You remember from all the materials you’ve reviewed, many of which weren’t porn, that mares enjoyed being fingered down there. You don’t really know what you’re doing, but you currently don’t care. You kiss Fleur and she kisses you back, battling your lips with her tongue. You try to push her down to complete what you nearly did with the camera earlier, but to your surprised find her swinging a leg around to turn the tables on you.

There she sits, naked on your lap, your hard cock standing straight up, her wet slit ready for it.

Anticipation builds. You smile stupidly, already anticipating your next dose of pleasure. “Nice to see you are still at attention like a gentleman should be,” Fleur remarks with an amused grin.

“It’s a mystery to me, too.” You know that your cock should have quit long ago, but it hasn’t.

Fleur shushes you, pressing her hands onto your chest. She rubs herself along your length a couple times. You can feel her heat and wetness. She looks hungrily at you, ready to pounce. “Allow me to fuck you silly,” she whispers, lifting up her hips and bringing them to the head of your cock.

With an elegant, bewitching motion, she lowers herself and takes you inside. She rocks her hips, soon having you all the way in. Perhaps some mares don’t fuck as well as they look, but certainly not Fleur De Lis. This supernatural beauty rides you with superb grace and her insides feel like heaven. They wrap tightly around you and caress your length. Her slender legs push down at your knees to keep you pinned while her arms rest on your chest while she lazily works her hips up and down, back and forth, sending marvelous feelings through your nervous system. She gives the first yelp of pleasure as your cock brushes a rough patch inside her pussy. You lay there, entranced, watching this veritable goddess have her way with you. The animal magnetism is there, you feel bound by desire, but not the same warm flame in your chest as with Redheart. The pleasure is rising in your cock. Maybe it’s youth, maybe it’s the all you can bang buffet, but your body is in sexual overdrive.

You see Nurse Redheart watching you with fascination, playing with herself. You remember what Fleur did at the start of this orgy. You shoot Fleur a look, which the model responds to with a wicked grin. “Hey, Red, c’mere; I have a gift for you.”

Redheart stands and walks over to you. She stands in front of Fleur’s face and the riding mare brings her face forwards. While you cannot see it, you know immediately from Redheart’s reaction how she feels. This time, instead of being paralyzed, you break free of Fleur’s grasp and lift your hands. One finds Fleur’s chest and another finds Redheart’s entrance. You set your fingers to work, thrusting and rubbing with them in time with Fleur’s rocking hips. Everyone is starting to breathe faster. Your arousal is growing. You twitch. This feels incredible! Making love to two beautiful, wonderful mares at once! You could die from the thrill!

You all form one mass of lust and carnality. You’re not sure where the electrifying smells, sounds, and feelings are coming from, only that they’re happening and becoming more intense. You feel a boiling tightness in your balls. Redheart’s soaked cunt is fucking three of your fingers at a time, and every squeeze on Fleur’s nipples makes her shake those fantastic hips of hers. Your orgasm is fast approaching. Your body feels gloriously hot. The tension is about to break. So pleasant.

You jerk upwards so slightly, involuntarily, hitting Fleur deep inside. She quivers, sending you over the edge. Her jerking hips set you off and you being unleashing your cum into her thirsty pussy. You hear Redheart’s exquisite squeals and rub that little nub of sensitive clitoris flesh as best you can. Her legs buckle. White hot pleasurable lightning courses through your body. Incredible! Somehow, you end up in a sloppy three way mad kiss with Fleur and Redheart.

When the fog clears, you three are laying together totally spent, cum dripping out of both their pussies, and your cock finally limp. You are laying more or less in a tangled pile. All of you have the biggest smiles on your faces. You kiss both mares, your eyes shut in your post-orgasmic haze. So soft, so warm. This must be paradise. No fear in your heart. “I love you,” you sigh at Redheart.

“I love you,” you hear two voices say back to you. That was unexpected, but fuck it. Nurse Redheart is a dream come true, and to add Fleur De Lis to the train only made the deal sweeter. You hug both of them tighter, their bodies and breasts pressing up against you. Their slow, deep breathing tells you they’re fast asleep.

Unbeknownst to you, a certain older mare with a rich mahogany mane was watching you all from through the sliding glass door, a smile on her face. She watched freshly captured footage on a camcorder while she played with herself, thinking to herself that it’d been years since she’d seen a performance quite like that. And you, the little stallion who had stumbled into all this, was the one she’d have to personally thank for this stroke of serendipity. Indeed, she would. Milano licked her lips intently. The last thing you see is a small bit of glare from something inside the house, but you pay it no mind. Too spent and happy to do anything else, you kiss your mares and follow them into the dreamlands. Not bad for a random Labor Day.

Author's Note

It is done! Thank you so much for reading! I had a lot of fun writing this and I hope you enjoyed it. Thanks again to Nahmala for her help with this. If you have any feedback, feel free to give it.

Keep calm and brony on Support me on Patreon.

-- Kalash93