I Wish I May, I Wish I Might...
Pinkie Pie sighed as she adjusted herself atop her bale of hay, strands of the stuff prickling the back of her head as she moved. Her sigh wasn’t a sigh of sadness, nor was it one of contentedness. No, this was a sigh of boredom, one that screamed of hours upon hours of waiting with nothing to do but hope that something—anything!—would break the stalemate of silence inside the darkened room.
Of course, she had been bound and gagged inside the Apple Family barn for only two and a half minutes, but still....
Glancing down her body, the physical embodiment of laughter frowned at the ropes keeping her hind legs spread apart. She did a testing tug to try and loosen them even though she knew it wouldn’t work, and even though she knew she knew it wouldn’t work she couldn’t help but groan in frustration as, well, it didn’t work.
She sighed again. The wait was excruciating! And, worst of all, she was starting to get a little hungry!
“Hmm….” She lamented through the gag in her mouth, stomach growling into the darkness like a bear just awoken from its nap. Another part of her body let its displeasure known as well, but it could only muster a wet-sounding shlick as it winked just south of her tummy.
Pinkie’s eyes fell to the bubblegum lips of her marehood, the plump folds left utterly defenseless between her outstretched legs. At any moment something could jump out and attack, and she'd be unable to do anything but writhe in ecstasy as they feasted on her poor pony pussy. Which, of course, was exactly her problem:
Nothing was feasting on her poor pony pussy!
“Hmph hrm hrgh!" Pinkie begged whatever could hear to get on with it. What 'it' was, she wasn’t sure, but her hunger faded as she imagined the possibilities. Would it be a good-old-fashioned rutting? Had they been checking out the small, dark-pink donut beneath her tail with a riveting round of rimming in mind? Or maybe they’d go with her personal favorite; a long, hard, and oh-so-enjoyable spit-roast!
The party mare groaned as the warmth between her legs bloomed into an insufferable heat, one that threatened to grow so hot that she was sure she'd melt if nothing happened soon! In a matter of moments she’d be reduced to a pink pony puddle, left feeling horny as all Tartarus as she wondered if... if....
Her ears perked up. Something was moving around to her left, but she couldn’t make out whatever—or, hopefully, whomever—it was. A similar sound came from the opposite way and, as she whipped her head around, she saw a set of green eyes floating in the darkness. A cold tingle of fear crept up her spine as they approached, and as they moved out of the shadows they were revealed to be—
—her marefriend, Applejack.
“Ya know, I’m not sure I got mine on right.”
Pinkie turned her head and gasped as her other marefriend, Rainbow Dash, came into view, though it was what was between the pegasus’s legs that got most of her attention. “Come on, Apple-smack, still can’t put a strap-on right?” Rainbow lifted a hind leg with a smirk. “It ain't Canterlot-science! Just remember; the part that looks like a dick goes inside Pinkie, not inside you!”
Drool pooled against Pinkie's gag as she watched Rainbow's synthetic stallion dong swing back and forth, the rumblings of her tummy replaced with an entirely different kind of hunger. Instead of jumping on the Pinkie Pie-express on a one-way trip to bang-town, however, Applejack sat and began fiddling with her own artificial shaft.
“Tch, like I don’t know that, Rainbow.” The country mare went to stand and groaned in frustration as her penis fell off. “Ugh! Darn thing just don't want to stay put!”
Rainbow giggled into a hoof. “Here, let me help you with that.”
Applejack rolled her eyes as the pegasus walked behind her. “Yeah yeah yeah, at least you have wings to—”
The country mare stiffened as a big, wet smooch echoed inside the room.
“Whoa nelly!”
Rainbow backed away from between Applejack’s hindquarters with a smirk, lips glistening from her kiss on the mare's sweet apple pussy. “You sure you don’t want to just eat her out and leave the actual fucking to me? This whole strap-on thing clearly has you shaken up!”
Applejack swatted the chuckling pegasus away with her tail. “Tch. You’re lucky it’s Pinkie’s week, sugarcube, else I’d have you regrettin’ those words mighty quickly!”
“Heh….” Rainbow's tail brushed against Applejack's cheek as she walked by, showing off the plump lips of her already damp marehood. “As if I couldn’t take you!”
“Hrgmph hmm!" The nearly forgotten Pinkie groaned as she tried thrusting her hips into the air. "Hrgmph hmm!”
Applejack chuckled. “Sorry, Pinks, just had trouble putting on the ol’ mare banger. Now then—” she stood and grinned as her strap-on wiggled between her legs, the sex toy now firmly in place “—you ready to go for a ride, little pony?”
Pinkie's clit responded with an excited hoof-pump into the air. “Mmm—”
“Now hold on a second!” Pinkie’s eyes widened as Rainbow rounded on Applejack with a scowl. “We talked about this! I'm going first, not you!” The pegasus booped the earth pony in the chest and grinned. “Besides, I’m pretty sure Pinkie would rather not have somepony fuck her at a snail's pace this time around!”
A chill spread throughout the room as Applejack’s eyes narrowed into slits. “Snail’s pace? That’s called endurance, sugarcube.” She smirked and returned the tap on the chest with a harder one of her own. “Something little miss quick-shot over here ain’t ever heard of!”
Rainbow growled and butted heads with Applejack, her wings unfurling for a fight. “Oh yeah? Well, you make sex so boring that—”
Pinkie sighed and shook her head. It wasn’t a sigh of sadness, nor was it one of contentedness. Hay, it wasn’t even a sigh based in reality! No, this was a sigh of disappointment from within her mind, one that echoed off the walls of her consciousness like ripples in a puddle.
"Great, there they go…." She sighed again, this time bringing a suddenly unbound hoof up to rub the back of her suddenly straightened mane. "Ugh, these mares are driving me crazy! Can’t they just agree on doing something? Can’t they just agree on doing me!? It’s like, as soon as it’s my turn, they always… hmph!"
She finished her statement with a firm hoof-stomp against the ground—if the infinite expanse beneath her could be called ground—and, shockingly enough, turned towards you, the reader, with a stern expression on her face. "Hey, Anon. Have you ever had to deal with two marefriends at once? No? Well, let me tell you something. About sixty-six point six six six six six percent of the time it’s fantastically amazing! It’s like… it’s like eating the cake part of a slice of cake first just so the last couple bites are made up entirely of smooth, creamy, sugary, mind-blowingly good frosting! Mmm, frosting…."
The mare wiped a line of drool from the corner of her lips before continuing. "And it’s so good, so sweet, that you can’t help but love it with all your heart! But that other thirty-three point three three three three four percent of the time? This happens!" She winced as Applejack headbutted Rainbow mid-argument in the real world. "Those two just can’t seem to agree on anything!" Her cheeks grew rosy as she smiled, bashfully. "Well, other than loving each other unconditionally. We can all agree on that.…"
Reaching into her mane, the party pony pulled out a pair of spectacles that matched the lab coat she had somehow thrown on without you noticing. "Let me explain. See, when Rainbow, Applejack, and I got together"—she donned her glasses as a whiteboard with well-drawn representations of the mares on it appeared beside her— "we decided that, seeing as we’re all so busy, we’d set aside a day or two each week where we’d get together and have a good time. And by a good time, I mean lots and lots of hot, kinky sex!"
Pausing to straighten her glasses, Pinkie cleared her throat before continuing. "To keep things fair, we set up a system where the one receiving the fun-filled fucking would change every week. That way everypony gets a turn, and this usually works out great! Applejack—" she pointed towards the drawing of the apple farmer, which reached up and tilted its hat in greeting "—loves a bit of roughhousing beforehoof. Rainbow has to hold her down long enough for me to hit her weak spots before we really get into it." The Rainbow-drawing suddenly tackled the Applejack one, and as the two mares tussled the third snuck up and shoved its snout between the latter's legs. "By hit I mean lick, and by weak spots I mean her yummy, juicy fun-flower. Heh-heh...."
After waiting a moment to see if the illustrations would stop on their own, Pinkie coughed into a hoof to get their attention and pointed them towards the center of the board. The cartoon depictions rolled their eyes but, other than that, separated from their pony-pile without a fuss.
"So, where was I?" Pinkie tapped her chin in thought. "Oh, that's right! Rainbow!"
The cerulean drawing, in true Rainbow fashion, puffed out its chest at the calling of its name. "Rainbow, while rather tomcoltish in public, actually loves being a total sub when it’s her turn!" The drawing blushed and shielded its face from view. "She likes being treated like a mare during sex! And boy does it feel nice to cuddle with her after we’re done! Best sleep I’ve ever had!" The other two mares ran over and wrapped the pegasus up in a hug, and before long all three slumped to the floor.
Pinkie’s heart warmed at the scene. "Yeah, those times are great." She sighed as her lips fell into a frown. "But then there’s my turn." She pointed at the drawing of herself, which had crawled underneath a wing to cozy up against Rainbow’s side. "See, I don’t have many boundaries when it comes to sex. I’m just happy if they’re happy."
Her frown deepened as the mares continued to cuddle. "The problem is that they can never agree on what to do! Rainbow, when she’s supposed to be dominant, likes to go all-in all the time and comes up with neat ideas like eating me out mid-air. Which, after attempting once, I can say is really fun but also really hard and really, really dangerous." The 2-D Rainbow tightened her hold around the Pinkie-sketch and lifted her into the air, leaving the third drawing all alone on the ground. "But that leaves Applejack out of the fun, and that’s not fair!"
Applejack ran underneath the two ponies and started jumping up and down, trying and failing to grab the pink tail that dangled from above like a fishing hook. Rainbow smirked at her marefriend’s feeble attempts and, after twisting to put herself between Pinkie’s legs, started eating the drawing out while Applejack stomped in frustration below. With a stern look and a hoof-waggle the real Pinkie pointed them back towards the center of the board, but as Rainbow brought her 2-D self down she sat and pouted like a foal who had been denied their favorite treat.
Pinkie frowned. "Nuh-uh, missy! You know that wasn’t fair! Now, go join the others!"
Rainbow’s harrumphed and begrudgingly walked towards the center of the board, her cartoon mouth dripping with Pinkie's cartoon juices. The real Pinkie nodded her head as the mares regrouped and, turning her attention towards the now-giggling Applejack, continued with her explanation. "And then, when it’s Applejack’s turn to top, she likes to take things really, really slow. Like, no cum-cums until the sun comes out kind of slow. Plus, she has this really weird thing about putting apples inside other ponies' bodies." Applejack smirked and held an apple out towards Rainbow, who recoiled in fear. "Rainbow doesn’t much care for that. Not after that one time in Appleloosa…."
An image of the trio in Appleloosa appeared above Pinkie's head, but before you could make sense of what was happening the mare erased it with a frantic wave of her hooves. "Heh-heh, sorry! That’ll have to be a story for another day! Let’s just say that I got the nickname 'Apple Pie' and Rainbow, well...." She shivered as if remembering something truly traumatizing. "Rainbow had a bad day."
With that Pinkie turned and, with a final wave to the mares, clapped her hooves together to erase the whiteboard from her mind. She took off her glasses and, after placing them back inside her mane, looked at you with a pleading look in her eyes. "See what I mean? While I love the two of them, they just don’t seem to be able to work together towards a common goal! Which, of course, is the goal of bucking my brains out till I can't think straight!" With a "hmph!" of annoyance she turned and laid down, head propped up in her hooves as she watched her marefriends bicker in the real world. "What am I going to do?"
A flash of pink caught your attention as the mare mulled over her options, leading you to glance at her slowly swaying tail. Warmth spread throughout your body as, at the apex of each of its swings, you saw the bright-pink lips of her beautiful, pony pussy. The smooth folds sat perfectly between her legs, glistening in the strange ambient light like a juicy slice of watermelon just waiting to be devoured. The mare's clit winked as if beckoning you to come forward and, with your arousal building, you reached for the soft-yet-supple-looking cheeks of her ass—
"Sorry, Anon." You paused as soon as her voice reached your ears, and you glanced up to see her looking back at you with a smile. "I'd love to play, but—" her voice grew softer as she started to fade from view "—this story doesn’t have the human tag…."
And with that, she was gone.
Pinkie sighed for the umpteenth time as she settled atop her bale of hay for another long, sexless night, the sound of her marefriends' bickering fading into the back of her mind. It wasn’t a sigh of sadness, nor was it one of disappointment. No, this was a sigh of acceptance. She had known from the beginning that something would go wrong. Sure, they had worked together to tie her up, but she had a feeling they'd started arguing as soon as they had stepped outside!
"Hmm...." Pinkie hummed behind her gag, eyes fluttering closed as she dreamed of beautiful mares banging her with beautiful cocks. Just before they closed completely, however, she saw a shooting star streak past one of the many holes in the barn's ceiling, so she did the only thing she could.
She wished.
She wished that, somehow, her marefriends would stop bickering. She wished that they’d agree on something for a change. She wished that, more than anything else, they’d turn around and start bucking her brains out, shoving their shafts inside her body till the fire between her legs was all but a distant memory.
All she got, however, was another round of shouts between Applejack and Rainbow Dash.
Pinkie closed her eyes and sighed one, final time. "And here I thought this story had clop…."
BANG!
A bright flash of light in the center of the room blinded both Applejack and Rainbow Dash, bringing an end to their literal fucking argument as they shielded their eyes from view. Pinkie’s, however, shot open as the telltale sound of teleportation reached her ears. She watched as a giant ball of energy coalesced in the air, one that spun with enough force to toss dust and hay haphazardly across the room. Gusts of warm wind battered her face and blew her cotton-candy mane back, yet even as her eyes began to water she could not look away.
With another bang the orb burst in an extravagant array of colors, revealing a tall, dark form standing in its core. The creature was large, larger than what any normal pony could be, and as it picked up its head and spread its wings Pinkie saw the long spire of bone protruding from its forehead. It then opened its mouth and, in a loud, booming voice, proclaimed—
“THY WISH HAS BEEN GRANTED!”
Pinkie smiled as her mane, blown back from the force of the Royal Canterlot Voice, snapped perfectly back into place. “Iffs Mmrmss Hmmah!”
With a stomp of a hoof the creature's horn ignited, illuminating the face of the one and only Princess of the Night. “Yes, pink one, it is I, Princess Luna!” The alicorn struck up a regal pose, wings extended and head held high as she dramatically swept a hoof through the air. “And I am here to help!” The princess smiled and, bringing a hoof to her lips as if telling somepony a secret, whispered into Pinkie's ear, “Thanks for calling me! My sweet sister above was I bored doing paperwork back at the castle!”
Pinkie Pie nodded her head in understanding. “Nmm Frmlmn.”
Applejack and Rainbow Dash, heads still butted in the corner, watched in disbelief as the Princess Luna strolled around their bound and gagged marefriend. Both of their eyes widened as the alicorn ducked between Pinkie’s legs and both of their cheeks flushed as she pried the mare’s lips apart with magic, but when she leaned in even further—almost to the point that muzzle touched marehood—Applejack finally found it in herself to speak. “Uh, Princess Luna? Not that we ain’t happy to be graced by your presence and all, but what exactly are ya—”
“Ah ha!" Luna pulled back from Pinkie's pussy with a hoof-pump. "I have found the problem!”
Applejack shared a worried glance with the pegasus beside her. “Problem? What problem?”
Luna turned towards the two mares and pointed between Pinkie’s legs. “This mare needs to be fucked. Badly.”
“Mmm-hmph,” Pinkie hummed as she nodded at the alicorn's wise words.
Rainbow stared at the alicorn in disbelief. “Uh, yeah, we know. We were just about to—”
The pegasus was interrupted by another cry of excitement. “Ah ha! I have found the solution!”
A resounding clap rang out as Applejack face-hoofed. “Oh boy, here we go….”
After taking a moment to scan the room—for what, only the alicorn knew—Luna turned towards Rainbow and pointed at the barn door. “Pegasus, fly into town and gather as many able-bodied stallions as you can find! This mare needs a good rutting before the night is done!”
Rainbow gave the princess her quintessential 'what the hay are you talking about' look. "What the hay are you talking about, Princess?" She turned and lifted a hind leg to show off the toy strapped around her waist. “We got that part covered already!”
Luna’s head tilted as she peered at the pegasus's peculiar-looking penis. “Oh, my apologies, Mr. Dash. I did not realize you were a stallion! Please accept my sincerest apology!”
Rainbow scowled as Applejack burst out laughing beside her. “B-but… I’m not a stallion!” Her wings twitched in agitation as her giggling marefriend tumbled to the floor. “I’m a mare!”
Luna chuckled as she waved the pegasus off. “Mr. Dash, please. I may have been gone for quite some time, but I’m certain that mares didn't grow stallionhoods over these last thousand years!”
Applejack, turning over onto her belly as her uncontrollable laughing fit continued, reached between Rainbow's legs and wrapped a hoof around her marefriend's shaft. “I'm mighty sorry to contradict ya, princess, but—” she pulled to show it wasn’t connected to the pegasus’s body “—this here ain’t a real—”
A sudden shriek made both mares jump in surprise. “Sweet sister back in Canterlot! You cannot just tear a stallion’s pride from his body! What kind of depraved being are you!?”
It was Rainbow’s turn to chuckle as Applejack facehoofed beneath her, though her laughter was because the country mare had accidentally slapped herself in the face with her cock. “Pff, haha! C-come on, Luna, enough playing around! It’s just a strap-on!”
Luna scowled. “Playing around? Playing around!? Your friend just—wait.” Her anger dissipated as Applejack stood, Rainbow's cerulean cock still in hoof. “A… a strap-on? What manner of device is this?”
Applejack held the toy out with a shrug. “It’s just something we use for fun.” The faux-cock glowed as it was lifted towards the baffled princess. “You know, to help scratch those ‘hard to reach places’?”
“Hmm….” Luna slowly scrutinized the floating cock, turning it this way and that. “Nay, Applejack, I cannot fathom why you’d use such a thing to scratch your lower back.” She brought the head of the shaft up to her eye and peered through it like a telescope. “Nor do I see how this could help! Pinkie needs something long, hard and full of life to satiate her most natural of needs! Not this… thing!”
Rainbow rolled her eyes, her patience worn thin. “Yeah? Well, if you haven't noticed—” she turned around with her tail lifted to show off the glistening lips of her marehood “—we’re mares! We don’t really have the, uh, parts for what you're suggesting!”
Luna hummed as she rubbed the shorter end of the dildo against her chin, smearing whatever juices were on it into her fur. “Hmm… you do have a point, winged one. This is quite the conundrum.”
Applejack waited for another eureka-like moment but, after a minute of silence, could do so no longer. “Look, Princess, I’m flattered that you visited and all, but could you please—”
“Ah ha!” Applejack’s stetson tumbled off her head as she jumped in surprise. “I have an idea!”
Rainbow sighed in frustration as Luna, with an excited burst of energy, ran behind Applejack as the earth pony bent over for her hat. "Look, Luna, I'm really freakin' horny right now, so why don't you—"
"WHOA NELLY!"
A bright blue aura suddenly encompassed Applejack's body, and as the earth pony rose into the air Rainbow rounded on Luna with a snarl. "What the hay are you—!"
"OOOH!"
The magic surrounding Applejack grew in intensity, forcing Rainbow to avert her eyes as Luna's became pure-white with power. The alicorn's long, spiraled horn ignited with sparks of crackling energy, and with a grand flourish of her wings she unleashed a bolt of magic straight into the mare's body. A massive shockwave blew Rainbow's mane back as Applejack disappeared in a cloud of smoke, and after clearing her lungs of what surely had to be pony-dust she turned back towards the center of the room—
—only to see Applejack standing there, dumbfounded yet completely unharmed.
Luna glanced underneath the mare and grinned. “Your problems have been solved!”
Applejack, standing as still as possible as she felt something heavy settle between her legs, opened her mouth and, without turning her head in the slightest, croaked, “Princess, what did ya do to me?”
Luna chuckled. “Well, it’s quite simple, Applejack.” She laid down and reached between the pony’s legs. “If we are unable to procure a stallion, then I’ll just have to make one!”
“Wha—ooohhh!” A sudden burst of pleasure ripped a moan from Applejack’s lungs. “Whoa nelly….”
Rainbow's wings fluttered on her back, her curiosity piqued. “What? What did she do?” She moved to get a better look. “What did she—”
She froze. It took her mind a moment to register what she saw dangling beneath her marefriend's waist, but as soon as it did her tail shot straight up and over her back. “Wait, you gave Applejack a dick!?”
Luna had, indeed, given Applejack a dick. And it was a big one, too.
Rainbow’s marehood winked. “Oh. My. Sweet. Celestia.” Her face brightened as a line of liquid excitement dribbled off the end of her clit. “Let me see let me see let me see!”
Charging past the still-bound and strangely unmoving Pinkie Pie, Rainbow ran to Applejack’s side to get a closer look. There, nestled between the farmer's thighs like a thick piece of sausage, was a stallionhood so large it hung halfway to the floor. The shaft was perfectly smooth past the few veins that bulged across its surface, each one twitching to the beat of the farm pony's heart. An accompanying set of testicles completed the scene, each as large as the fruit the mare's family was known for—and just as delicious-looking, too.
“Wha…?” Rainbow’s eyes widened as they fell on the wide, blunted head of her marefriend’s cock, a pearlescent bead of pre already perched upon its tip. “How…?”
Luna smiled and gently patted Applejack's testicles, jiggling the cum-laden apples around inside their brown, leathery bag. “Well, a long time ago, before I had my little… temper tantrum....” She blushed and averted her gaze, though her hoof continued rubbing Applejack’s sac like a genie-filled lamp. “Sorry about that, by the way.”
Rainbow nodded, her eyes never leaving the awe-inspiring length before her. “No problem....”
Luna returned the nod. “Thank you. But, as I was saying….” She paused in thought, absentmindedly giving Applejack's spheres a push to make them swing back and forth. “Things were… different back then. My sister and I had to have a certain authority about us no matter what the circumstance. To keep up appearances amongst the populace, you see.” She dragged her hoof underneath Applejack’s balls and, after giving them a testing heft to feel their weight, let the sac dangle between the mare’s legs. “This was true even in more intimate matters. Being princesses, we were expected to wed princes. The problem was there weren’t any around!” With a final parting tap to the potent foal-makers, Luna moved her hoof up to the base of the mare’s cock and gave it a teasing squeeze. “Or, at least, none that were very… appetizing, if you know what I mean.”
Rainbow wiped a line of drool from the corner of her lips. “Uh-huh….”
Luna grinned, devilishly. “But we had plenty of ponies around to help us with our more carnal of needs. Maids, advisors, guards, each other, anypony who was up to the task, really.” She pressed the shaft against Applejack’s undercarriage to check its length. “So, my sister and I came up with this for when we needed a good rutting. Made things a lot simpler, I’d say. I mean, a princess with a penis is basically a prince, right?”
Applejack, standing as still as possible as the two mares checked out her genitalia, groaned as Luna began rubbing the underside of her shaft. “I... I guess? Dang, that feels good!”
The rod flexed as Luna ran her hoof towards its tip, and the resulting smack against Applejack’s stomach was enough to startle Rainbow from her thoughts. Her marefriend's moans were like music to her ears, a kind of sensual song that left her heart hammering inside her chest and her folds fluttering between her legs. This time, however, they sounded slightly different, and as she watched Luna’s hoof slide back and forth she had a good idea as to why that was.
Plus, she had to admit she was a little... jealous.
“Uh, Luna?”
Luna, smiling as some pre smeared against her hoof, turned towards the pegasus and grinned. “Yes, Rainbow?”
Clit winking into the air and wings stiff on her back, Rainbow took a deep whiff of her marefriend's musk and asked the one thing that was on her mind.
“Can you give me a dick, too?”
Luna smirked, teeth glistening in the moonlight as another drop of apple-seed fell to the floor.
"I think that can be arranged….”
...Give My Marefriend A Cock Tonight!
“You think she’s dead?”
Both Applejack and Rainbow Dash stood around the bound, gagged, and strangely unmoving Pinkie Pie, watching as the catatonic mare stared at the ceiling with wide, unblinking eyes. The party pony had been uncharacteristically still since Luna's special 'gift', leaving her two marefriends worried for her wellbeing.
Applejack yanked the gag from Pinkie's mouth and checked if she was still breathing. “Nah, she's alive. She’s just….” She thought for a moment. “Well, I don’t know what she’s doing. Pinkie bein’ Pinkie, I—”
A deep gasp of breath was their only warning before the Pink-pocalypse began.
“OhmygoshApplejackhasaginormousdongandshe’sgoingtouseiton—!”
“Pinkie!” Rainbow shoved a hoof into the mare’s mouth with an audible thump. “Jeez, you scared me half to death!”
Pinkie frowned as the plug was pulled from her lips. “Sorry, Dashie. I’m just so excited that Applejack has a… has a….”
She froze as she noticed something swaying between the pegasus’s legs.
It couldn’t be, could it?
She glanced down.
It was.
Pinkie’s eyes widened as she got an eyeful of yet another glorious pony-cock, this one a two-tone blue that matched Rainbow’s fur to a T. Both the shaft and accompanying balls were devoid of hair, letting the flesh glisten in the dim light of the moon. While not as thick as Applejack’s, Rainbow had the mare beat in length by a couple inches at least, and Pinkie’s marehood fluttered as she imagined it punching into her body. And, of course, a marehood flutter could only mean one thing:
She was about to get fucked. Hard.
“Ohmygoshyouhaveacocktoo?That’stwiceasmanycocksasbeforewhichmeansthebothofyoucan—”
“Pinkie!” Another thump silenced the pink menace, though this time the hoof was replaced with her still-wet gag. “Yes, Princess Luna gave both of us dicks!” Rainbow glanced at her shaft and grinned. “Pretty awesome dicks at that. I mean, I wouldn’t mind keeping it around for a couple days. Would make for one hay of a prank on Fluttershy!”
Applejack snickered and shook her head, her own length resting comfortably between her legs. “Nah, not Fluttershy, she’d probably die of embarrassment. Twilight or Rarity, though….”
Rainbow turned towards the other futa-mare and grinned. “Yeah, now that would be hilarious!” She crouched down like a tiger waiting to pounce, muscles tensing and junk jiggling around like jelly. “Just hide out in Twilight’s room for a bit and then, when she walks in, BAM!” She jumped and spun around mid-air so that, when she landed, her big, blue balls were on full display. “Nuts to the face!”
Applejack busted out laughing at the display, so much so that she fell over and began rocking on the floor. Which was quite the sight, what with the foot-long pony-cock and apple-sized 'apples' flopping around as she did. “Ha ha! Oh, that’d be somethin’ else! Can you imagine Twilight’s face when ya—”
“Nay!” All three ponies jumped in surprise as Luna shouted out, including the pony on the floor who stood with cheeks as red as her brother's. “There shall be no pranks tonight, my little ponies, for we have a serious task ahead of us.”
Rainbow smirked. “Jeez, Luna, we’re just gonna buck Pinkie’s brains out for a bit. No need to make it sound so serious!” She chuckled, but a look of confusion soon dawned on her face. “Wait, we?”
Luna nodded, a half-serious, half-devilish smile on her lips. “Yes, I shall be your guide through this dire endeavor tonight.” Her grin became sultry as she turned towards Pinkie. “Now then, I believe it is time to help this mare, my loyal subjects.”
It took Rainbow a moment to process the idea of having a friggin' princess help fuck her marefriend, but she soon smirked and saluted the alicorn—with two very different parts of her body. “Yes, ma’am!” With a noticeable pep in her step, she walked beside Pinkie and patted her on the belly. “So, what’s the plan?”
Applejack shrugged as she stepped up to the opposite side of their marefriend. “Well, I guess we could do what we were planin’ from the get-go.”
Rainbow's cock lurched between her legs. “Spit-roast?”
Applejack nodded with a devilish grin. “Spit-roast.” Remembering the alicorn in the room, she turned towards Luna and rubbed the back of her head. “If that’s alright with you, Princess. I mean, I don’t want to make you feel left out, especially after giving us”—she nodded between her legs—“such dandy gifts and all, but….”
Luna waved the mare off. “No worries, Applejack. She is your mate after all.” The alicorn sat back against the wall, legs spread to show off the glistening lips of her marehood. “I’m sure I’ll find ways to stay entertained.”
“Great!” Spreading her wings and hopping over Pinkie—and nearly cock-smacking the mare's face in the process—Rainbow landed by the party mare's head and pumped a hoof into the air. “Now, let’s get to fuckin’!”
Rainbow reared up without another word, hooves crashing down around Pinkie’s head and cock swinging into view. Pinkie’s heart stopped as that big, beautiful shaft booped her on the muzzle, only to resume its frantic hammering inside her chest as Rainbow began pushing forward. Inch after inch of warm dick-flesh slid across her face, letting her feel every bump and crevice of her marefriend's impressive breeding stick. Something heavy then tapped the top of her head, and as she craned her neck back she found herself muzzle-to-sac with the pegasus’s low-hanging balls. The smooth, stone-laden pouch rubbed against her lips and covered her muzzle with soft scrotal skin, leaving her with no choice but to take a deep whiff and find out what it smelled like.
Mmm… balls….
Rainbow’s cock flexed as Pinkie washed its base with a shuddering exhalation of breath, causing the blood-filled sledgehammer to slam against her chin as she nuzzled her marefriend’s magnificent nuts. The pegasus seemed to enjoy the attention, hips pressing forward to rub the silky-smooth masses against her face. Each fat, equine egg dragged across her cheeks, coating her fur with their mouthwatering scent. She swore she could feel them churning whenever they came to a rest, each orb brewing enough sperm to fill her to the brim. Just the thought of her marefriend cumming inside of her made Pinkie feel dizzy—not that having her every breath filled with musk was helping—and she nearly fell unconscious beneath the warmth of that silken bag.
With a final grind of her hips, Rainbow pulled back to free her marefriend from the sauna beneath her balls. “You want this, Pinkie?” She grabbed her shaft and wiped it's flare clean on Pinkie’s cheek, leaving a glistening line of pre in her fur. “You need this, don’t ya?”
Pinkie nodded, frantically. “Mmm—!”
“Ah ah ah!” Rainbow thrust forward, once again draping her sac over Pinkie’s face. “What’s the magic word?”
Moaning in frustration as she got another lungful of mind-numbing musk—this time from the back of the pegasus’s balls—Pinkie turned her head and groaned, “Mmm! Mmm Mmph!”
“Heh, good girl.” Rainbow stepped back, dragging her nuts across Pinkie's face for the final time. “Now, open wide!”
The gag was then pulled from Pinkie’s lips, and it wasn’t but a moment later that she calmly requested for her marefriend to proceed.
“PleaseohpleaseRainbowputyourbigfatdickinmymouthandusemythroatasyour—hmph!”
Rainbow didn’t let Pinkie finish her eloquent request. Not that the party pony cared, of course, because the stallionhood sliding between her lips was exactly what she wanted.
Pinkie’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as inch after inch of pony-cock was force-fed into her mouth, coating her taste buds in an eclectic mix of salty and sweet that reminded her of the desserts she baked at home. Applejack and Rainbow Dash had used toys on her in the past, but the cold, lifeless synthetics were nothing compared to the warm, pulsing length that was now plunging towards the back of her throat. The weight on her tongue, the musk in her lungs, the way it pulsed to the beat of the pegasus’s heart… it was all so much more alive, and the fact that Rainbow felt everything, too, was the big, juicy cherry on top of her dick-flavored sundae.
With a growl of animalistic hunger, Pinkie speared herself on Rainbow's shaft in an attempt to take it all at once. Her bonds stopped her just short of that illustrious goal, so she settled for slathering what she had in her mouth instead. Her tongue twirled around Rainbow's shaft like it was a long, throbbing piece of pastry, licking across every square inch until it was glazed with her spit. Droplets of warm, salty milk soon dribbled from the length's broad tip, each a sample of the delicious treat she hoped to extract from her marefriend's low-hanging balls.
And, like any good sample, they made her want the full thing even more.
Rainbow gasped as Pinkie attacked the underside of her shaft, the pleasant tingling of a distant orgasm already forming deep within her balls. “Mmph, man, I can see why stallions love getting blown so much." Her hips began to rock, sliding her medial ring in and out of her marefriend's mouth with a series of lewd pops. "This is amazing!”
Applejack chuckled. “Oh yeah? Might have to try that later.” With a grunt of effort, the earth pony reared up and slammed her cock between Pinkie’s teats. “I think I'll be fine back here, though.”
Pinkie’s legs kicked out in surprise as Applejack thrust between her hips, plunging her rod between her teats like a giant, orange hay dog in a fluffy, pink hay dog-bun. The fat, brown sac dangling beneath it crashed into her marehood with a thud, shocking her clit into kissing the seed-filled apples with a big, wet wink. Strands of her fluids clung to the silken bag, each breaking apart as Applejack pulled away, and Pinkie shivered as the cool, night air breezed across her drooling lips. Applejack wasn’t gone for long, however, thrusting forward again to grind that massive mare-dick against her labia. One thrust soon became two, and before somepony could say 'chimmy cherry-cherry changa' Applejack had settled into a rhythm, cock glistening in the moonlight as she lubed it with Pinkie's juices.
Rainbow Dash, meanwhile, had continued working her hips forward, cramming as much of herself down Pinkie’s throat as she could. The party pony thanked her with an ever-increasing amount of moans, each one louder and more wanton than the last. Rainbow gasped at a particularly hearty groan and, with a jerking thrust, finally bottomed out, balls pressing against Pinkie’s muzzle as she sat sheathed between her lips.
“Whew-wee! She’s leaking worse than Mac’s room on a rainy day!” Applejack pulled her hips back and looked towards Rainbow, her cock flexing as she noticed the dick-shaped bulge in Pinkie’s throat. “Hot dang, I didn’t think she’d take it all!”
Rainbow regarded the mare with half-lidded eyes and a dopey-looking grin. “Mmm... man, she feels gooood….”
“Heh, yeah, I bet she does.” Applejack reached down and smushed Pinkie’s teats together around her shaft. “Kinda surprised you haven’t popped yet to be honest….”
Rainbow straightened up, an eyebrow arched. “And what the hay is that supposed to mean?”
Applejack chuckled, the blunt tip of her cock poking between Pinkie’s mounds like a giant snake. “Well, dick or no dick, you ain’t exactly got a good track record, sugarcube.”
Rainbow leaned forward with a scowl, her hips pressed flush against Pinkie’s face. “Oh yeah? Well, I’m surprised Pinkie hasn’t fallen asleep already!” She pointed between the party mare’s legs. “We’re supposed to be fucking her, not giving yourself a freakin’ teat-job! Get on with it already!”
Applejack’s eyes narrowed into slits as she, too, leaned over Pinkie’s bound body, her balls mashed against the mare's sloppy slit. “Y'all heard of foreplay, right?” She nodded at where Rainbow and Pinkie were connected and grinned. “I’m not just gonna jump on her like some little colt!”
Neither mare flinched as their heads came together, both too preoccupied glaring at the other to continue fucking their marefriend. “Oh yeah? Well, if you didn’t just—whoa!”
Applejack stiffened—in more ways than one. "Hey now!"
Pinkie Pie, mind so far gone that she hadn't realized her marefriends were arguing, gasped as something warm and tingly enveloped the tip of her muzzle. Or, she realized as her eyes fluttered open, enveloped the sac that had enveloped her muzzle. Rainbow's foal-makers were magically lifted from her face—magic that could only belong to the lone alicorn in the room—and gently rolled around inside their bag, causing the mare's rod to buck against the roof of her mouth. She figured Applejack got the same treatment, too, judging by how the apple pony's length lurched between her teats and left a line of pre in her fur.
"I'm disappointed in both of you." Her marefriends' moans of pleasure nearly drowned out Luna's scolding tone. "This mare is in need, yet all you do is bicker! I beseech you—get along, for Pinkie's sake!"
For a moment, the only sounds inside the room were the hum of Luna's magic and the moans of mares getting their balls massaged. Eventually, however, the country pony between Pinkie's legs found it in herself to speak. "M-mighty sorry, Princess."
"Yeah, sorry, P-princess." Pinkie felt Rainbow lean forward, balls bifurcating over her muzzle and cock pressing against her tongue. "Truce?"
The sound of a hoof-bump echoed inside the room. "Truce."
Pinkie's ears swiveled as she heard Luna walk beside Applejack. "Good. Now then—" she shivered as the alicorn pulled the warm mass of mare-cock from between her teats "—let's see if we can give Pinkie what she needs, hmm?"
"Ohhh...." Applejack moaned, a deep, guttural sound that made Pinkie's clit wink in need. "S-sounds good, Princess."
Pinkie absentmindedly suckled on Rainbow's shaft as she waited for Applejack to make her move. Nothing could prepare her for the sudden explosion of pleasure when she did, however. The meaty tip of the mare's breeding stick mashed against her gates like a battering ram, trying but failing to find purchase as it slipped over the top of her pussy. Her clit laid loving kisses along the underside of the shaft, letting her feel her marefriend's heartbeat through the engorged flesh of her cock—as well as the pleasant tingling of Luna's magic wrapped around its base, trying yet failing to guide the bucking bronco inside its pen.
"Almost." Pinkie heard Luna coo as the alicorn lined them up again. "Try again."
Applejack pushed forward, and this time her aim would prove to be true.
Whatever air was in Pinkie's lungs evacuated with a high-pitched, cock-muffled scream as Applejack's cock slipped inside her body. Her folds clenched around the invader, trying to lock it in place. Neither Applejack nor Luna would be denied, however, and, with another alicorn-assisted push, the apple mare drove her hips forward. Inch after inch after inch of thick, throbbing pony dick disappeared between Pinkie's legs, forcing its way towards the fertile lands of her womb. The solid mass of mare-meat scratched her every itch, stretched her every inch, and made her eyes roll to the back of her head as it burrowed inside her body, leaving her on cloud nine as she laid spit-roasted between her marefriends.
With a final, resolute jab of her hips, Applejack bottomed out inside of Pinkie Pie, her hefty balls slamming against the party pony's rear with a thunderous smack. Luna continued playing with the testicles, rolling them around as they pressed against Pinkie's ass. The playful fondling made Applejack's rod flex inside Pinkie's passage, stretching her walls in a display of dominance that sent lightning bolts of bliss straight into her brain.
"Now then," Pinkie heard Luna whisper over the sounds of her own, cock-muffled moans, "breed your mare, my little pony."
The velveteen bag of Applejack's sac draped over Pinkie's butt as Luna released it from her magic, only to pull away as the country mare drew her hips back. Whatever pleasures Pinkie had felt as Applejack drove inside were amplified as she pulled out, leaving her a moaning mess atop her bale of hay as her passage clung on for dear life. Warm droplets of her excitement were wrenched from her body by her marefriend's massive rod, leaving her inner thighs drenched with her juices after only a single thrust. Even that was not enough to douse the fire between her legs, however, and the cock-shaped hole inside her body left her wanting—no, needing!—more.
Applejack paused once only the tip was still lodged inside, and the country mare hissed as Pinkie clenched around it with a flurry of winks. That was enough of an incentive for her to continue, and Pinkie moaned as her folds were parted for the second time. The mind-numbing wave of euphoria that followed was even better than the first, her passage already conforming to the shape of her beloved's rod, and it wasn't long before she was full of mare cock once more.
Applejack sat balls deep for a moment, cock relaxing in a bed of wet warmth. The short break gave Pinkie a moment of rest, one where she absentmindedly slurped at Rainbow's shaft like a lollipop. The pegasus gasped, surprised by the sudden assault—her attention had been between Pinkie's legs, watching as those all-too-familiar lips were pried apart by Applejack's still foreign rod. A wink and a nod from Luna as the alicorn helped Applejack along, however, made her refocus on the task at hoof—she could watch them later, for now she had a mouth to fuck!
With a sharp tug of her hips, Rainbow yanked her shaft from her marefriend's mouth and sent a splattering of spit onto the floor. She then pushed forward with an equally as jarring thrust, forcing Pinkie's throat back open before it had the chance to close. One thrust became two, and by the time Applejack started moving the pegasus had finished a third, plunging herself in and out of her marefriend's mouth like a pony possessed.
Cock-muffled gargles and drawn-out moans filled the room as Applejack and Rainbow Dash spit-roasted their marefriend, one taking it nice and slow as the other went hard and fast. Wave after wave of pleasure rammed against Pinkie's shores, making her leak from both ends as she was bred like a mare in heat. The constant barrage of pegasi-balls against her face forced her eyes closed, letting her other senses come to life. The heady scent of mare-musk filled her lungs, the salty-sweet taste of pre coated her tongue, her marefriends' gasps of pleasure echoed in her ears, and the feeling of finally getting what she wanted—no, more than what she wanted. More than she had ever dreamed!—left her seeing stars.
This went on for some amount of time. How long exactly, Pinkie didn't know. Nor did she care—she would have been fine staying like that for the rest of her days, bound belly-up atop a bale of hay as she rocked back and forth to the beat of her marefriends' thrusts. But, like any good thing, her pleasure would eventually have to come to an end, and it was the thought of her marefriends' impending climaxes that sent her closer to the edge.
Rainbow, not to anypony's surprise, would be the first to go. Her rapid-fire thrusts had steadily grown in strength, eventually reaching the point where her balls would slap Pinkie's face with rainboom-esque claps. Pinkie hung on for the ride, lips formed in a perfect, circular seal as Rainbow fucked her face. Sloppy lines of spit flew everywhere—onto Rainbow's cock and balls, as well as Pinkie's lips, cheek, and chin—as the mare's thrusts grew shorter and shorter. What was once full-length, muzzle-hammering slams became jaw-wrecking jabs that slipped her medial ring in and out of Pinkie's lips, which then morphed into hardly noticeable humps that tapped her sac against her marefriend's head like a knocker on a door.
Pinkie certainly noticed them, as well as the fact that the cum-factories were pulling up in preparation to unleash their creamy load. She curled her tongue around the base of Rainbow's length, holding it in place as its flare inflated inside her throat. Time slowed as she heard Rainbow gasp, then groan, and then, with a shuddering moan, the floodgates opened. The shaft between her lips began to pulse, shooting thick blasts of seed straight into the depths of her stomach. Pinkie was familiar with the clenchings of a marehood in climax, but the ferocity of a stallionhood dumping its load was like nothing she had felt before. The pegasus even drew back, letting her tongue take the brunt of each pressurized blast. She let the salty-sweet substance build inside her mouth, coating her tongue and, eventually, letting some dribble from the corner of her lips, her mind too far gone to care.
With a long, drawn-out moan of relief, Rainbow's climax came to its shuddering end. The ever-impatient pegasus dismounted as soon as she finished, pulling her bloated flare free of Pinkie's throat with a wet sounding pop. Ropes of pure white cum covered the dark blue flesh, and Rainbow took a moment to wipe herself clean on Pinkie's already messy cheeks. The party mare stared at her marefriend with wide, thankful eyes and an open, cum-filled mouth, her harvested puddle of pony goo sloshing with each crash of Applejack's hips against her ass. Rainbow's cock flexed at the sight, the last bit of its seed dribbling from its depths, and the pegasus backed away from the bale of hay with quivering legs and a cocky-looking smirk.
"Phew, that was intense!" The pegasus sat down, her shaft softening even as she watched Applejack rut their marefriend senseless. "Fuck her good for me, AJ! I'm not sure I'll be able to get this thing up again!"
Applejack grinned around grit teeth as she tried to do just that. "Sure thing, sugarcube. One well-fucked Pinkie Pie, coming right up!"
Pinkie, mouth still full of her marefriend's jizz, stared at the ceiling in semi-conscious bliss. She felt numb from head to hoof—only the burn of the ropes tied around her hooves, the bonds nearly breaking with each of Applejack's thrusts, could pierce through the haze in her mind. She was so out of it, in fact, that she didn't notice something obscure the stars overhead, nor did she feel a wave of breath that washed over her face. Even when something warm and plush pressed against her lips she could just gaze upward, the world around her reduced to nothing but the cock splitting her in two.
At least until, with a rather forceful plunge, something shot into her mouth.
Pinkie's eyes popped open as a long, lithe object wrapped around her tongue, only to flutter back closed as she saw Luna's smiling face. The alicorn's tongue joined her own in a puddle of Rainbow's jizz, splashing the creamy concoction around like a foal in a pool. Applejack continued attacking her with butt-battering thrusts, sloshing the genetic goo around each of their mouths. Pinkie moaned into the royal muzzle, her tongue left flailing about in stark contrast to Luna's more measured strokes. She knew what the alicorn was doing—she was taking all of her hard-earned cum for herself, and that just would not do! So, gaze growing steely and a growl of determination rumbling inside her chest, she doubled down on the kiss, mashing her face against Luna's to steal some of the seed for herself.
Perhaps it was the sight of her and Luna swapping Rainbow's cum like spit, or perhaps it was the vice-like clenchings of her pussy, but Applejack decided that then was the time to, as the country mare put it, 'end this here rodeo'. The apple pony hunched over and spread her hind legs apart, giving her a better base to put everything into her thrusts. Those farm toned thighs flexed each time they crashed against Pinkie's ass, sending out cracks of thunder in an otherwise quiet night. From the labia-splitting base to the womb-wrecking tip, Applejack's entire shaft plunged into Pinkie's body at an obscene pace. Had anypony been watching them from behind, they would have seen quite the show—cum-filled testicles slamming against a mare's lips, splatterings of fluids falling to an already-wet floor, and a clit that seemed fonder of being in the open than inside its owner's body.
As Applejack rutted Pinkie with thrusts fine-tuned through years of bucking, Luna broke their kiss with a moan. Pinkie's eyes fluttered open in time to watch the alicorn swallow most—but not all!—of Rainbow's seed with an over-exaggerated gulp. She went to do the same, but a hardy thrust shocked her mouth back open with a gasp. Her tongue lolled outside of her mouth, letting loose a slick mix of cum and spit that drooled down the length of her chin. The corners of her vision blurred as the pleasure continued to build, each pussy-splitting plunge dragging her closer and closer to climax. All she needed now was one last push, one last burst of pleasure, and the disappointment from earlier would be gone for good.
Luna, meanwhile, licked her lips clean of Rainbow's seed and, after giving the pegasus a nod of thanks, trotted behind Applejack to watch her subjects rut. As the Princess of the Night and official watcher of dreams, she had partaken in her fair share of voyeurism—it was part of the job, really. So she wasn't too fazed by the near-feral jackhammering of Applejack's cock into Pinkie's body, nor was she embarrassed by the loud, wet squelches that rang out whenever it did. It was just another day at the office—or night at the office, in this case—and, while it wasn't a dream, she still had an obligation to make everything perfect for her ponies. So, it was second nature, then, for her to lay down, duck beneath the pair, and make one, long lick from Pinkie's lips to the base of Applejack's shaft, cleaning off whatever juices she found with a moan of bliss.
Applejack, however, was not expecting that at all. She gasped. Her eyes widened. She bottomed out inside Pinkie with a final, resolute thrust, her mouth agape as Luna kissed the base of her sac. The world stood still for a moment—she heard the princess mumble something about 'breeding her mare', but her mind was unable to comprehend the words. Her cock was lost in a sea of warmth, left to fend for itself as Pinkie's walls closed in for the kill. A squeal rang out as they clenched around her shaft and, as something wet splashed against her nuts, she realized Pinkie had been sent over the edge.
And, as Luna hungrily cleaned her balls of her marefriend's cum, she went over the edge, too.
Pinkie's whole body convulsed as Applejack's cock flexed inside her passage, its already-massive tip flaring into a perfect seal. The entire shaft pulsed once, twice, three times, each one more violent than the last. She squeezed around it with what little strength she had left, begging it to wash her insides with seed, to empty those fat nuts into her womb until she carried her marefriend's foals.
And then, with the taste of Rainbow's cum still fresh on her lips, she felt the floodgates open.
Pinkie's mouth opened in a silent scream as cum rocketed from Applejack's cock, piercing past her cervix to slam against the walls of her womb. A second, just as voluminous blast soon followed the first, warming her from the inside out as she was filled with her marefriend's goo. Again and again, Applejack frosted her pussy with jets of sperm-laden spunk, planting her seed into her most fertile of fields. The pleasure was like nothing she had ever felt before! It overwhelmed her, flooding her mind and sending spasms down each of her limbs. The binds keeping them apart stretched but did not break, keeping her locked in place as she writhed in untold bliss. Her vision began to fade, darkening around the edges as she continued clenching around her beloved's rod.
Luna, smiling between Applejack's legs as she watched her subjects climax, took the mare's testicles into her mouth, tongue-massaging the orbs to milk them of their seed. Applejack's shaft throbbed in surprise, sending a fresh blast of seed straight into Pinkie's pussy, and Luna moaned around her mouthful of mare-nuts as a small bulge formed in the party pony's belly. Slobbering around the farm pony's sac, she reached out with her magic to tug on Pinkie's rapidly winking clit, launching the mare's climax into the stratosphere. The party mare responded with a deep, wanton moan, wordlessly thanking both her and Applejack for taking care of her needs. Needs that, as Luna watched a line of cum escape from her well-fucked pussy, had most certainly been met.
Applejack shuddered as her climax came to an end, the bursts from her cock slowing to a light trickle before, finally, coming to a complete stop. The alicorn between her legs released her balls into the air, leaving the spit-covered orbs to dangle in the cool, night air. Letting out a breath she didn't know she was holding, she looked down at her marefriend and grinned. The pleasure had been too much for Pinkie—the party pony had fallen unconscious, her smiling lips covered with globs of Rainbow's cum. Most of the fur surrounding the mare's crotch was coated with their juices, with the highest concentration being around the stretched-apart lips of her pussy. Applejack's cock flexed one final time as she saw the bulge at the base of her marefriend's belly, and just the thought of her seed being inside Pinkie's pussy was almost enough to make her hard again. The fatigue of a night full of fucking was far too much, however, and as soon as she was soft she dismounted with a sigh of relief.
"Whoa...." She glanced over at Rainbow and realized that she, too, had fallen asleep, curled into a ball with her spit-covered junk displayed for all the world to see. "That was... that was something else, Princess."
Luna, straightening herself out as she wiped an errant line of spit from the corner of her lips, grinned at the look of exhaustion on Applejack's face. "Indeed. You and Rainbow should be proud of yourselves. Your marefriend shall not go this night unsatisfied!"
Applejack smiled, her eyelids growing heavier by the second. "Yeah, that's... that's great, Luna." She watched as lines of her seed trickled from the well-fucked lips of Pinkie's pussy, the pearl-white fluid falling into a puddle on the floor. With a yawn that befitted a mare finished with a hard day of work, she trudged over towards Rainbow with a nod at the lone alicorn in the room. "If ya could, Princess, could you untie Pinkie for me? I feel a little... sleepy...."
Applejack collapsed in a heap right there and then, her head gently falling onto the pillow of Rainbow's belly. Almost instinctually the pegasus wrapped a wing around her marefriend's body, holding her close as they drifted off to the land of dreams. Luna smiled at the scene and, with a quick flick of her horn, undid the ropes around Pinkie's hooves, freeing the mare from her bonds. Then, with a gentle application of magic that would make any mother with a foal proud, she lifted the slumbering pony into the air, floating the cum-covered pony over to her friends and laying her gently between them.
"Sleep well, my little ponies. You've done well tonight." Her smile grew devilish as she felt a dampness beneath her tail. "Though, for me, the night is still young! Perhaps another of your friends is in need of my... services."
With that, the alicorn made her way to the barn door and opened it to reveal the star-filled expanse of her beautiful night sky. She paused and looked over her shoulder, the edges of her lips curving upwards as she saw her three happily slumbering subjects, and with a mighty beat of her wings she launched herself into the air, soaring towards Ponyville for a night full of fun.
