Big (Mac) Love

When their husband entered the purple cottage, Rarity and Cheerilee were there to greet him with a kiss on each cheek. Fluttershy blushed, watching all this happen as she stood in the kitchen doorway. She felt more comfortable around the other wives, but the yellow mare was still nervous around Big Mac.

“Let me get your yoke,” Cheerilee said as she removed the harness from around Big Mac's neck.
“Are you ready to start dinner?” Rarity asked.
“Eeyup,” Big Mac replied.

The stallion was about to take his place at the table, when he saw Fluttershy trying to hide herself in the kitchen. The pegasus had hoped that if she didn't say anything, everypony else would forget she was there and start eating without her.
Big Mac calmly appoached the trembling mare.
“I'm so happy you've joined our family,” Big Mac said.
Fluttershy let out a scared squeak.
“Come sit with us at the table for dinner,” Big Mac said, extending a hoof to the trembling pegasus.
“Okay.” Fluttershy said in a throaty whisper.

The four ponies gathered around a square table. Fluttershy sat across from Big Mac. Cheerilee was on his left, and Rarity sat to his right. Before them sat a large alfalfa casserole.
"This looks delicious!" Big Mac said loudly.
"We all worked together," Cheerilee said.
"Fluttershy set the table," Rarity added.
"Looks great," Big Mac said, giving Fluttershy a wink.
The pegasus blushed and flashed him a timid smile.

“Well, let's get started,” Big Mac said, “Bow your heads. Let us pray.”

“Dear Celestia,” Big Mac began, “We thank you for the (ooh!)”
Fluttershy opened one eye. She looked at Big Mac, who's face had contorted. His eyes were clenched shut. It looked like he was struggling to finish the prayer.

What Fluttershy couldn't see, was that under the table, Rarity and Cheerilee were each rubbing one of their hind legs along big Mac's stallionhood.

“Oh Celestia,” Big Mac, moaned, trying hard to focus on the prayer, in spite of the stimulation his loins were receiving, “we thank you for the sunrise.”
“That's not all that's rising,” Rarity thought as her hoof stroked her husband's swelling member.
“And we thank you for the hard wood...(ooh)” Big Mac said, forgetting himself for a moment, “Apple trees! We thank you for the hard wood apple trees!”
“Nice recovery,” Cheerilee thought, grinning, “Let's see how long you can last.”

Fluttershy jumped when she heard a thump sound during the prayer. It caused the water in the glasses to ripple. Unbeknownst to her, the sound was caused by Big Mac's erect cock hitting against the underside of the dinner table.
Precum got on Cheerilee's hind hoof as she massaged Big Mac's cock head.

“And please bless this food,” Big Mac said, sweating, “That it will help us grow big and strong.”
“You don't need any help there, stud,” Rarity thought as she pressed her hind hoof against Big Mac's blood-engorged meat stick.

“In Luna's name, Amen.” Big Mac said, through clenched teeth. The stallion then let out a gasp; amazed at his levels of self control.

“Amen,” his three wives echoed. Fluttershy had never heard such an eccentric prayer before in her life.
Rarity and Cheerilee pulled their legs away from Big Mac's twitching dick. The purple mare rubbed her hoof against the ground, trying to wipe off her husband's lube. The stallion glared at his first two wives, clearly a little put out at them for disrupting the blessing by giving him a hoof job. The two offending mares returned the stern looks with coy smiles.

Big Mac's cock remained hard all through dinner. The pain was excruciating. He desperately needed release.
“I think it's about time for dessert,” Cheerilee said, once plates had been cleared of casserole.
“Yes! Dessert!” Big Mac said, a little too eagerly, “Bring out dessert!”
“Fluttershy, darling,” Rarity said, “Would you come join us in the kitchen?”
Fluttershy excused herself and went to join Big Mac's other wives.

Soon the three mares came out with three small chocolate bundt cakes. Rarity directed the other mares to sit down to the left of Big Mac. From left to right it was Cheerilee, Fluttershy and Rarity. The first two wives held their cakes in their forehooves, raising them up to where they were just under their chins. Fluttershy saw this and imitated them.

“Big Mac loves my bundt cakes,” Cheeilee said, proudly.
"Oh baby," Big Mac said, drooling, "I could eat your bundt all day long."
"I'll bet you could," Cheerilee flirted back, giving her husband a sly wink.

“But darling,” Rarity said in a stilted delivery, “Where's the icing drizzle? It's just not your famous chocolate bundt cake without the icing drizzle!”
“Fluttershy,” Cheerilee said mischievously, “ask our husband if he could provide some icing for our cakes.”

Fluttershy had no idea what was going on, but she played along.
“Um, Big Mac,” Fluttershy said timidly, “can...can we please have some of your icing?”

During the whole bundt cake conversation, Big Mac had been staring at his wives as he stroked his meat. Hearing the magic words from Fluttershy, the hard stallion stood up from the table. The timid pegasus gasped when she saw Big Mac's mammoth tool. Their husband's cock was pointed directly at them.

“Here's your icing, ladies!” Big Mac said with a grunt as he proceeded to blow his load all over his three wives.
Fluttershy let out a shriek when she realized what was happening, and tried to shield herself with her bundt cake.
Rarity and Cheerilee on the other hand, leaned their heads forward with their mouths open wide, hoping to get as much of Big Mac's icing onto their tongues as possible.
Ropes of cum landed across the three mares. Even with Fluttershy cowering behind the cake, stallion splooge still managed to get in her pink mane.

Cheerilee and Rarity giggled like drunken college fillies as the last spurts from Big Mac's balls shot down their throats.
"You make the tastiest, salty treats, Big Mac," Cheerilee said, cum dripping down her nose.
Setting their jizz-drizzled cakes down, Rarity and Cheerilee turned to each other and started making out; licking their husband's cum off of each others faces.

Fluttershy trembled, still holding her cum-covered cake over her face. Big Mac took it from her and set it on the ground gently. Then, lifting up the confused pegasus, the spent stallion gave her a big kiss on the lips. Breaking the kiss, Big Mac looked into her eyes.
“I love you Fluttershy,” he said. She stared back at her husband blushing; shaking like a leaf, as his cum oozed down her mane and partially dangled in front of her nose. The yellow mare didn't know what to think. She just stood there, unable to form her feelings into words.

Once Rarity and Cheerilee had successfully cleaned each others faces, they looked down at the spunk-speckled chocolate bundt cakes.
“You know,” Rarity said, “I'm not in the mood for cake right now. I filled up on too much icing.”
“Same here,” Cheerilee said, running her tongue around her lips to catch any trace amounts of her husband's seed, “The icing should keep if we leave the cakes in the fridge overnight. I'll take one with me to school tomorrow and eat it during lunch.”

Having finishing processing what she just saw, Fluttershy had some questions. Having never been married before, the pegasus just assumed that this was something married people did. That excuse didn't make the experience seem any less gross, though.

“How often do you do this?” Fluttershy asked, dreading the answer.

“What, the cake thing?” Rarity asked, "I suppose never having been with a stallion before, this whole thing must have seemed shocking. Don't fret though, this was just a one-time-only special performance."
“I hope you liked it,” Cheerilee said, “Think of it as a special 'welcome to the marriage event' we did just for you.”
“Um...thanks?” Fluttershy said, uneasily.

“Now if you're wondering about the typical nightly schedule,” Rarity said, pulling out a chart, “Today's Wednesday; Big Mac's conjugal day of rest.”
“Eeyup,” Big Mac said.
“Right,” Cheerilee added, “No humping on Hump Day.”

“Cheerilee and I used to alternate our nights with Big Mac,” Rarity said to Fluttershy, “But now that you've joined us, we've added you to the rotation!”

Under the Thursday for that week there was a big red 'F' that was circled. Friday had a similar red 'C' and Saturday had a red 'R'.

“Oh...my” the yellow mare said, apprehensively.

"And Fluttershy's never been with a stallion before," Rarity said to her sweaty husband, "So you'll be the first to break her in."
Fluttershy squeaked. Big Mac looked at her, snorted his nostrils, then smiled and gave her a wink.

After dinner was over, the four ponies went to their respective homes. On Wednesdays, Big Mac slept in his old bed in the Apple family home. The other six nights of the week, he was guaranteed a warm bed to sleep in.

Fluttershy went home and took a long bath, scrubbing her hair clean of jizz. As she sat in the warm water, she thought about her husband's hot, throbbing cock, and lazily began teasing her pussy.
"I wonder how it will feel," she thought. Fluttershy suddenly became very still. She realized that this would be her last night as a virgin.