When I Say Good-Bye…
A Humanized Fic by Duke Moon II
Based on My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic

Chapter 6: Spike’s Belated Cherry Popper Party

A couple of hours had passed, and while Spike was going over his homework in his room, he couldn’t get over what he had received from Pinkie Pie this morning. Putting his notes down on the desk and leaning back in his chair, Spike sighed, wondering what brought Pinkie to do that. Looking back earlier on in the day, Spike recalled having his hand on Pinkie’s leg and the woman not minding at all. The young man shook his head. The picture nearly got him in trouble and had to thank Twilight and Luna for intervening. He did not want to explain why he had a provocative picture of one of his best friends in his bag all day. He was especially glad Luna didn’t pry into it as the Vice Principal drove him home, though he would have to explain it to her if she asked since he had been sharing his happenings to her.

Feeling satisfied that his work was in order, Spike took out Pinkie’s envelope once again and took out the picture. He had to admit that Pinkie, for all her clownish antics and mischievous childlike behavior, was still an attractive woman who, if she wanted, could have anyone she wanted. Just seeing her practically naked made Spike blush, and it didn’t help that seeing that ice cream cone between her breasts made his shaft stiff. He even started imagining taking his cock between Pinkie’s breasts and tweaking her nipples, making her giggle and cry as he sprayed his spunk all over her breasts and face. Spike’s face took on an amused expression, thinking back on the women he had been with and wondering if he truly was turning into a pervert.

“Spike, are you done with your homework?” Mina called out, her footsteps coming closer to Spike’s bedroom.

“Um… yeah, mom,” Spike said as he quickly hid the picture and envelope inside his bag. “Just triple-checked my answers.”

A few seconds later, Mina had entered his room, holding a basket with clean laundry. As she was putting Spike’s clothes away in the closet and drawers, Mina spoke, “Good to hear that you’re taking your studies seriously.”

“Well, Ms. Sparkle and Ms. Dash would be on my case if I didn’t,” Spike said.

“And I’m sure you don’t want to let your close friends down,” Mina pointed out. “By the way, I got a call from Pinkamena this afternoon. She said that you were over at Sugar Cube Corner this morning.”

Blushing at the mention of Pinkie, Spike stammered, but covered it up and said, “Y-yeah, I had to take a shower there since Ms. Dash really worked me over. She even let me have some free cookies and made me a sandwich for lunch.”

“Well, I’m glad to you’re reconnecting with her, Spike,” Mina chuckled. After a moment, Mina continued. “She also said she needed your help with something at the café after closing time. Maybe she has something important planned for the festival and needed some more hands. I told her I’d speak to you about it since you have your own plans for the festival.”

‘I really need to speak to her about that picture,’ Spike thought. “Well, if I can be of some help, I’ll go. Sure you won’t mind staying alone for couple of hours again?”

“If it means reconnecting with your friends, I don’t mind it in the least,” Mina responded happily. She then looked back Spike and said. “Besides… it’s nice that you be on good terms with your friends before you leave Ponyville this summer. I know I’ll miss having you around.”

Spike smiled as he got up from his chair and lovingly hugged Mina from behind. He sighed as he pressed his body up to hers, making the woman sigh in contentment. Though his relationship with his stepmother had changed dramatically these past few days, Spike was appreciative of Mina being his mom all these years, and would miss her as soon as he moved away to college. He would definitely miss being intimate with her, as he remembered his first time making love to her and especially the night before. Thinking about his actions with Mina made his shaft go stiff again. Spike blushed when he felt his covered rod rub Mina’s butt.

“Spike… is that for me?” Mina asked, whispering in passion, her face flushed as she felt Spike’s member pressed to her butt. She began to tear up and said, “I really can’t get enough of your young cock. I’ll really miss it. I don’t know what I’ll do without it. I want your cum so badly. Am I a bad mommy, Spike? Do you want to punish me for being so slutty and wanting your cock so bad?”

Without hesitation, Spike began to fondle Mina’s breasts, which caused the woman to gasp and moan as she dropped the laundry basket. Not satisfied with just fondling Mina’s breasts through her blouse, Spike lifted it and pulled down her bra, squeezing her breasts directly, tweaking her now erect nipples. He then proceeded to take long licks of Mina’s neck, making her shiver and almost lose her footing. As soon as Mina moved her head to face Spike, the young man wasted no time in claiming her lips, kissing her thoroughly and inserting his tongue inside her mouth. Hearing Mina moan through the kiss and feeling her tongue intertwine with his own made Spike making humping motions with his hips, rubbing his covered manhood with Mina’s denim-clad behind. This continued until Mina turned around, wrapped her arms around Spike’s neck and kissed him, with the young man wrapping his arms around Mina’s waist, pressing the woman’s breasts up against his chest. After a moment of making out, Spike and Mina let go of their kiss, panting for air as they stared at each other lovingly.

“Well… someone’s a bit eager today,” stated Mina with a smirk.

“I could say the same thing about you, mom,” said Spike, giving Mina a smirk of his own. “Did you really miss me that much today?”

“You know I did, young man,” responded Mina. “I’m always glad to see my boy home.”

“Like last night?”

Mina blushed as she remembered Spike grabbing her from behind last night and later being laid upon the kitchen table, the young man’s rod ramming into her womanhood as she screamed never to stop and begging him not to leave.

“Let see how much you missed me,” Spike said as he lowered himself. He noticed that her stepmother’s pants had a damp spot in the crotch area and he unbuttoned and unzipped her pants. When Spike lowered Mina’s pants, he was surprised that she wasn’t wearing any panties. Spike looked up at Mina and saw a look of shame as she looked away, her cheeks reddening. He began to rub a finger on her clit, feeling her dampness on his finger. Hearing Mina moan loudly, Spike increased the stimulation of Mina’s clit, the woman leaking her juices even faster.

“Mom…did you go around without underwear all day?” asked Spike teasingly.

“Spike… don… don’t ask me…” Mina moaned, tearing up again.

“I’ll stop if you don’t tell me,” teased Spike, slowing his finger down.

“Yes… I… wore no panties today… thought I’d be… I’d be….”

“What did you want to be, mom?”

“AI… little bit… adventurous… Spike… please… put it in me…”

“Not just yet, mom. I want to hear more. Get on the bed, all fours.”

Mina shed her tears and did as she was told. She walked to the bed and got on top of it, placing her hands and knees on top of the mattress while spreading her legs so her son could see her dripping womanhood better. Mina smiled as shook her butt and stuck it out, enticing Spike. Seconds later, Spike got on the bed, positioning himself beside Mina and started to insert two fingers inside her slit and fondled her breast with the other hand, eliciting a load moan from his stepmother. Mina began to weep, feeling Spike insert his fingers in and out of her slit, but wanting more. She looked at Spike and gave him a begging look, her face full of lust and drool coming out her mouth.

“Did anyone notice you didn’t wear any panties?” asked Spike, smirking as he began to tweak at Mina’s clit and nipple.

“Ooh… no… no one noticed… ooh, Spike… your hands…” Mina moaned her response.

“No one?” asked Spike, this time with a doubtful tone.

“Well… maybe one of my coworkers… she was… ooh, God… Spike, I want it…”

“Was she the only one?”

“My boss… he was… ooh, right there, Spike… Ah… he was… looking at me… funny…”

Spike frowned at Mina’s admission. He didn’t want to think that someone at her mother’s workplace may want to take advantage of her step-mother, even if she just wanted to feel adventurous. Spike gave Mina’s breast a firm squeeze, causing the woman to howl.

“You really shouldn’t do that sort of thing, mom,” Spike said firmly. “You could have been fired… or worse.”

“I’m sorry,” Mina wept, feeling that her son was now beginning to aggressively play at her breasts and slit.

“I really don’t want to think what that boss of yours would do to you,” Spike said, sounding concerned as he let go of Mina’s breast and clit. He spread Mina’s butt to see her slit more clearly. He began to lick her womanhood, tasting her love juices.

“It’s… it’s okay, Spike,” Mina panted, looking back at Spike. “Mommy can… ooh… mommy can take… ooh, God, yes… take… of herself… besides…”

“Besides what, mom?” asked Spike as he licked Mina’s womanhood.

“My pussy… my body… belongs to you,” Mina declared.

“Oh, mom.”

“Spike…”

Spike stopped licking Mina’s slit and proceeded to undo his pants before dropping his boxers, letting out his erect tool. However, he lay next to his stepmother, on his back and his hands on behind his head. Spike’s eyes met Mina’s and was amused at the woman’s curiosity as he pointed a finger at his erection. Mina smiled and nodded, crawling towards Spike’s erection and wasted no time taking long licks on his shaft, savoring the taste. As for Spike, he went at Mina’s womanhood again, giving finger and tongue action. After some time had passed, Mina twirled her tongue at Spike’s tip before engulfing his entire manhood inside her mouth, causing the young man to howl. She started to slowly bob her head up and down, and she could tell that Spike was starting to tense up, feeling that the young man was furiously eating her out. She let out a muffled scream, bathing Spike’s face with her juices. Spike was hungrily lapping it up.

Letting Spike’s manhood free of her mouth, Mina started to tug at it, breathlessly saying, “Spike… I want this… please… ram my slutty pussy with it…”

Spike propped himself up, positioning himself behind Mina’s butt. With Mina on all fours once again, she wiggled her butt once more. Spike placed his hands on Mina’s behind and positioned his cock straight at Mina’s slit, the tip touching her entrance.

‘No bell to stop me now,’ thought Spike as he pushed himself into Mina, causing his stepmother to scream in delight.

‘Yes… pound it, Spike,’ Mina thought as she smiled, panting as she felt every inch of Spike’s rod go in and out of her slit. ‘Make me feel everything… ooh, I want to come again so badly!’

“Mom… you feel so good… it’s like…,” grunted Spike, feeling his shaft being gripped tightly like a vice. “It’s like… you never… want to let go.”

“No…I don’t want it to end!” screamed Mina as her arms gave way. “I want this thing in me all the time! I miss it every time you’re away! I think about it at much at work that I have to fight to keep myself from diddling myself! Why do you have to leave!? Don’t you want to do it with mommy all the time!? I’ll do anything for you, just don’t leave me!!”

‘Just like last night,’ Spike thought, shaking his head as he continued to pound Mina’s opening.

Spike was nearing his limit and felt that he was close to climax. Sweating, Spike leaned on Mina’s back, groping Mina’s breasts as his hips continued to move, almost automatically. After a few more moments in that position, Spike flipped Mina on her back and continued to ram his manhood faster than before. Seeing that his stepmother’s screams were getting too loud, Spike silenced her with a kiss. For Mina, it was too much to bear as she climaxed, screaming into her stepson’s mouth as she came on Spike’s manhood. She cried as Spike continued to pound her until he himself climaxed, pouring all his semen inside her womanhood. Spike felt that he was pouring more into Mina than he had with Iris that morning as he growled. Satisfied that he poured every inch of cum inside Mina, Spike panted as he lay on top of her, his sweaty body meeting with hers.

“Spike… I love you so much,” Mina wept, shedding tears of joy. She the embraced him tightly. “You’re so good to me.”

“I try,” Spike responded, kissing Mina once again.

The street lights had illuminated the almost lonely streets of downtown Ponyville. The local businesses had started to close for the day, and what little people that were left had started to get into their cars and drive away. The police had begun their nightly patrols, there was a slight breeze as the temperature dropped and stars illuminated the sky. Ponyville looked almost lonely, the night lights its only company.

Three friends, three teenage girls, were the last ones out of the local coffee shop. Applebloom was the first one to exit, followed by her two friends, Belle Wayne and Nora Louise, though she preferred to be called Scootaloo. Applebloom sighed as she waved the manager goodbye while Belle Wayne had a rather embarrassed look on her face, keeping herself quiet. Scootaloo, a slim girl with an athletic build and pink-purple hair, walked beside Belle with a smirk on her face while looking at her. All the while, Applebloom looked at her watch to check for the time.

“So… you never did say how big Button’s joystick was,” Scootaloo said slyly.

“Would you just drop it!?” Belle yelled, a blush adorning her face.

“Did you at least feel it before Ms. Harshwhinny busted you two?”

“Well… I did feel through his boxer shorts…”

“Atta girl!”

“I still can’t believe you tried to get frisky with Button, Belle,” chided Applebloom as she looked back at Belle with disappointment. "You should count your lucky stars that you only got detention and that Ms. Wayne didn’t punish you or anything.”

“At least our girl’s got the guts to try something with the boy she likes, Applebloom,” Scootaloo pointed out. “I mean, when are you going to make your move on Spike?”

“For the last time, Spike and I are just friends,” Applebloom said, her nose sticking up.

“You know you’re not fooling anyone, Applebloom,” Scootaloo said, shaking her head. “You and Spike have been friends ever since you two met in the fourth grade. You help each other out whenever he goes to Sweet Apple Acres and you make time for him while leaving us in the lurch sometimes. So I ask again: When are you going to make a move?”

“Probably when he stops hanging around older women,” Applebloom grumbled.

“So show him that a young girl can be more fun than some old lady any day.”

“My sister is NOT an old lady, Scoots,” Applebloom said, sounding offended. She sighed once more and continued. “Though I wish Spike would see me as more than just a friend. He does tease me sometimes, but not much else.”

“Maybe you should say something to him before it’s too late, Applebloom,” Belle pointed out. “He’s going away soon to some cooking college and he might find someone there.”

“Aw, he’ll probably tease me about it,” Applebloom said, shaking her head.

“He won’t,” Belle assured with a smile, blushing at the memory of what Spike did to her the night before. “Spike is very thoughtful and attentive, and while he does tease, he’s very playful about it. Besides, he was willing to help me with my self-confidence issues and now I’m ready for my singing debut.”

“As well as blowing on Button’s mike, if you know what I mean,” teased Scootaloo, earning her a glare from Belle. Then, from the corner of her eye, she spotted someone across the street speeding towards Sugar Cube Corner Cafe on a bike. “Hey, isn’t that Spike?”

“What?!” both Applebloom and Belle exclaimed.

The three girls saw Spike heading towards the back of Sugar Cube Corner. Applebloom stood still, not knowing what to do and wondering why Spike could be doing there at such a late hour.

“Here’s your chance, Applebloom,” urged Scootaloo.

“I don’t know,” hesitated Applebloom nervously. “He might be-

“JUST DO IT!!” yelled Scootaloo.

Determined, Applebloom followed Spike to the back of Sugar Cube Corner, dashing as she mentally rehearsed what she wanted to say to Spike. When she reached it, she stopped in her tracks, shocked at what she was witnessing. Spike was being held in an intimate embrace by Pinkie Pie, the pink-haired woman kissing him as she moaned. Applebloom just stood there, speechless as her heart was beginning to break into pieces, tears running down her cheeks. When she noticed that the woman was wearing a very revealing pink-and-white waitress outfit, Applebloom could very well imagine type of relationship Spike and Pinkie had. She got angry when she saw Spike respond to Pinkie’s actions, shaking her head before running off. In her sadness, Applebloom almost ran into her friends as she began to sob at how unfair the situation was.

“Applebloom, what the hell?!” shouted Scootaloo, running after her friend.

“Applebloom, come back!” called out Belle as she also ran after Applebloom.

Spike held Pinkie in his arms, responding to the woman’s kiss eagerly as he felt Pinkie’s huge breasts on his chest. He had arrived to Sugar Cube Corner with the purpose of getting to bottom of why Pinkie did what she did. Spike had remembered when he used to help Pinkie after closing time that she always left the backdoor open so he could enter without issue. After discarding his bike near the door, Spike was about to open it before Pinkie did it for him from the other side. What he saw made him speechless, seeing the owner of Sugar Cube Corner wearing a revealing pink-and-white waitress outfit, the blouse showing off her generous cleavage and the short, tight skirt that showed off her rear. After getting a good look at Pinkie in her sexy outfit, Spike was about to say something until the woman pounced on him and caught his lips, her arms snaking around his neck. Moments later, Spike felt his will fade as he wrapped his arms around Pinkie’s waist, responding to her kiss and using his tongue to intertwine with hers. Spike and Pinkie made out for a few more moments before coming up for air, panting.

Coming down from his lust-filled stupor, Spike asked, “Pinkie, what… I mean, why are you… you have some explaining to do, lady!”

“And it will be explained, my little Spikey-Wikey,” Pinkie responded gleefully as she dragged Spike inside the kitchen, closing the backdoor. “I have something big planned for you right now, and it’s a cause for a celebration.”

“Celebration?” asked Spike confused. “I almost got in trouble because of that picture you slipped me! I could have been suspended!”

“Well, it was for YOUR eyes only, silly-willy,” Pinkie said amusingly, placing her hands on her hips. “Besides… after what you tried to do to me this morning, I figured you would have liked a little eye candy to relieve the school stress.”

“Well… you did look hot in that picture,” Spike admitted. He looked on Pinkie once again and blushed. “That waitress outfit you have on is pretty hot and lewd, too.”

“Thank you!” Pinkie exclaimed.

“Still… what brought this on?” Spike inquired.

“Well… I have two reasons why I’m doing this,” Pinkie said slyly as she got closer to Spike. She went to his ear and whispered, “Naughty boy, doing your gym teacher like that… you were so rough with her…”

Spike’s eyes went wide as he backed away from Pinkie. His little bathroom bondage break with Iris had an audience of one. Spike panicked as his heart was racing a million miles an hour, all the while mentally slapping his forehead for taking a risk and doing Iris in Pinkie”s bathroom. He enjoyed himself too much, having Iris at his mercy while talking dirty to her, making the gym teacher cry in ecstasy. Spike didn’t know how to respond as he saw Pinkie squeezing her breast through her blouse, rubbing her covered womanhood.

“Ooh, you and Dashie looked like you were having sooo much fun,” Pinkie moaned in pleasure. “I almost wanted to join you so you could punish me, too.”

“Pinkie… about what you saw this morning…” Spike said nervously.

“Oh, I won’t tell anyone that won’t keep a secret,” Pinkie assured with a smile. “Besides, the second reason I called you here was so we could have a private party.”

“What, an ‘I Caught My Friends Doing the Nasty’ party?” asked Spike, raising an eyebrow.

“No silly,” Pinkie giggled. “Just follow me and you’ll see!”

With a heavy sigh, Spike followed Pinkie out of the kitchen. Through the darkened cafe, the young man was anxious for what Pinkie had in store for him. It was enough of a shock to know that Pinkie had caught him and Iris doing it in her bathroom, but now the pink-haired woman wanted to throw him a party. Spike followed Pinkie up the stairs to her loft, each step feeling heavier as he walked.

Finally reaching the top, Spike followed Pinkie and noticed that the room was dimly lit, though he could still see the furniture. He gasped when he saw that two other women were there, standing in front of a small round table and stools. What also caught Spike’s notice was that the women were dressed rather revealingly. One woman, the tall one with short grey hair, was wearing a tight, grey corset that accentuated the curves of her body, even lifting up her breasts to make them look bigger. She also wore white stockings that were attached to the corset, high heels, and grey gloves that almost reached her elbows. Spike noted that the woman had a frown on her face, her eyes closed in embarrassment. The young man then took note of the other woman, who had long, dark grey hair, and looked though she was shivering, wearing a baby doll negligee that was almost see-through. Spike did notice that he could make out the woman’s erect nipples and started to drool. The woman gave Spike a shy smile and waved, making the boy wave back rather awkwardly.

“Spike, I believe you know my big sister Limestone and my little sister Marble,” Pinkie indicated to each respectively. “I invite them every year so they can help me with the festival.”

“I still can’t believe you talked us into this, Pinkie,” said Limestone gruffly.

“Aw, it’ll be fun, big sis,” assured Pinkie. “It’s just us four getting ready for a very special occasion. Even Marble is pretty hyped up. Right, Marble?”

“Mmhmm,” responded Marble happily.

Shaking his head, Spike asked awkwardly, “So… what are we celebrating?”

“It’s your celebration on becoming a true man, Spike,” Pinkie cheered. “We are here to honor your very first time, and the loss of one's innocence, is something that every man or woman should cherish because everyone remembers who their first time was, no matter how awkwardly their first time went down. Anyway, my sisters and I invited you to play what I call Spin-the-bottle-truth-or-dare. It’s where we spin the bottle and whomever it lands on, has to either tell the truth of do a dare. It’s just that simple. Ooh, we are going to have so much fun, Spike! How about we get started, huh?”

What Pinkie didn’t expect was Spike looking downcast and hurt. She noticed that the teenager's eyes were closed shut, as if trying to suppress something. With what she was seeing, Pinkie began to realize that she may have done something bad and was immediately regretting throwing this type of party for Spike. A lot of thoughts were running through her mind, though one thing was certain; Spike’s first time was something he didn’t want to remember, or celebrate.

‘Oh, no,’ Pinkie thought sadly. ‘What have I done?’

Spike being reminded of his first time only made him remember how it all went downhill for him. He remembered Luna abusing him, trying to egg him on into doing more, including the slap to his face that awakened the beast inside him. He recalled how aggressively he responded to Luna, ramming his manhood with little regard for her feelings. Spike also remembered running away like a coward, leaving a crying Luna behind. Though Luna had forgiven him for what happened, it still filled his heart with shame and anger. He looked up at Pinkie and gave her an angry look, which made her back off a bit. Spike shook his head, chiding himself for even looking at Pinkie that way.

‘Calm the hell down, Spike,’ thought the young man furiously. ‘It’s not her fault. How could she know things got so out of hand? How could she know that I made a woman cry because I couldn’t control myself?’

“Spike…” Pinkie finally spoke up rather fearfully.

“Can we talk in private?” Spike choked.

Pinkie nodded and walked towards the bathroom, Spike following her. As she quickly closed the door behind her, Pinkie saw Spike grip the edges of the sink in an effort to control himself. Pinkie could tell that the young man was about ready to become a leaking sack of tears, and all she wanted to was comfort him. She dashed to his side and hugged his back, making soothing noises in an effort to calm Spike down. After a few minutes, Spike calmed down, grabbed a nearby towel and blew his nose in it

“Oh, Spike...I’m so sorry,” Pinkie said, her voice beginning to break. “I didn’t think…”

“No… it’s not your fault,” Spike sighed. “It’s just something I truly want to forget… but I can’t.”

“Was it really that bad?” asked Pinkie rather morbidly.

“It was, Pinkie… for the both us.”

Pinkie was confused at what Spike had admitted to her. From what she could tell, Spike truly had a bad experience when he lost his virginity, but she also noted that there was not just sorrow, but regret in his voice.

“I had no excuse for treating her the way I did, even if she did treat me like garbage as we were doing it,” Spike began to explain. “She got so aggressive that she started to say a bunch of mean things about me that I truly started to believe that I wasn’t man enough for her. Then she slapped me across the face and I got aggressive. At first she liked it, but as time went on, I wouldn’t let up… even though she begged me to stop. It got way out of hand. She hurt me and I retaliated. When I heard her cry, I ran away instead of comforting her, telling her I was sorry for hurting her.”

Pinkie was shocked at Spike’s admission. She could never imagine Spike trying to hurt anyone, much less a lover. What truly made her not jump to conclusions was that by his own admission, Spike truly regretted his actions. The Spike Pinkie knew was someone who knew right from wrong.

“She forgave me, Pinkie,” Spike said, sniffling. “After all that, she forgave me… as long as I forgave her. She said she did wrong because she didn’t respect my feelings. I did wrong because I lost control. In the end, we’ve made up and we’re talking again. I’m just glad we’re friends again.”

“Well… I’m glad you and this girl made up,” Pinkie said, heaving a sigh of relief as she let go of Spike. “I’d hate to think that you were the kind of person that would treat this situation as some sort of conquest to brag about.”

“She’s still very special to me,” Spike admitted, turning around to face Pinkie with a smile. “We even had a better second time… and she wants me to live my life to the fullest and make right not just by her, but to all the friends I neglected.”

“I guess that includes making whoopie in my bathroom, huh?” Pinkie pointed out, making Spike embarrassed. “Spike… if you want, I can cancel the party and you can go home. I’ll understand.”

Spike smiled and approached Pinkie, claiming her lips and held her tightly. Pinkie responded with a gentle kiss of her own.

When Spike and Pinkie parted lips, the young man spoke, “Listen, you put a lot thought of thought into this party, and I don’t want to ruin it. You made this party for me, and I really want to show my appreciation for it.”

Pinkie smiled with enthusiasm and happily dragged Spike out of the bathroom after opening the door. This caught the other Pie sisters by surprise, making them stand up from their stools.

“Alright everybody!” cheered Pinkie. “The party is back on!”

“So we’re good, right?” asked Limestone with concern.

“You bet,” Pinkie said as she took her seat the the table and span the bottle. “So how about we have some real fun with this bottle and see where this game takes us?”

Spike and the other Pie sisters smiled at Pinkie’s eagerness and took their seats. For Spike’s part, he was just glad that everyone was happy, and was eager to where this night could take him.

Applebloom had run all the way to the entrance of Pony Oaks Elementary School and curled into a ball, sobbing her eyes out. She wanted to deny what she saw a few minutes ago, but the sight of Spike making out with an older woman made her sad and furious at the same time. To her it was one thing that Spike preferred to look at older, much better-looking women, but it was another thing altogether seeing him actively kissing them. Applebloom was feeling inadequate, comparing herself to women like her big sister Applejack, or fancy women like Rarity, or even teachers like Iris Dash or Twilight Sparkle. Just thinking about how she compared to those busty, beautiful women made Applebloom angry, thinking that she couldn’t win against them.

“It just isn’t fair,” sobbed Applebloom.

“There you are!” called out a voice.

Applebloom lifted her head up and saw that Scootaloo and Belle were running towards her. She turned around, not wanting to face them.

“Applebloom, what happened?” asked Belle.

“Nothin',” Applebloom lied miserably.

“No way, Applebloom,” persisted Scootaloo. “You running away like that and crying your eyes out was not nothing! Something happened and-

“Spike was kissing Ms. Pie, okay!” shouted Applebloom making her friends gasp. “I saw them swapping spit and they’re probably rutting around right now. Face it, girls… Spike doesn’t want a little girl like me...”

“That’s not true, Applebloom,” argued Belle. “Spike likes girls his age just fine.”

“How would you know!?” countered Applebloom bitterly.

“I just do!” shouted Belle with a blush.

“Yeah.. .well… well who needs him!? He can bang all the lonely wives in town for all I care!”

Belle and Scootaloo remained quiet, letting Applebloom have her cry. It was tough for them seeing Applebloom brought low and all because of a boy she had a liking to. All Scootaloo could do was shake her head and feel sorry for her friend. Belle, on the other hand, looked very guilty, and knew that Applebloom would tear her a new one if she knew that Spike had helped her in more ways than one. She also thought that Spike really got around if him doing her and Rarity, and now making out with Pinkie, was any indication.

Scootaloo began to have a thought in her head and said, “You should still go for it, Applebloom.”

“Why?” asked Applebloom miserably.

“Because I know how much you like him,” Scootaloo pointed out. “You should go up to him and express how you feel and show him that you mean business. Do something daring, like… um… I don’t know… kiss him the first chance you get.”

“What if he rejects me?” asked Applebloom.

“Then nothing happens. You move on, get yourself another boy you like and maybe even make Spike jealous for missing out you.”

Applebloom managed to calm herself down. She breathed in and out, and looked at her friends. She was glad these two old friends were there to cheer her up and were encouraging her to go for who she wanted. Applebloom wiped the tears from her face and embraced her two friends who hugged her back. As much as she liked Spike, Applebloom knew that she loved her friends just as much.

“Oh, Marble, you didn’t!” gasped Pinkie, her hands on her cheeks, eyes wide.

“I knew something was up with you that day,” grumbled Limestone, her arms crossed. “And here I thought it was rats!”

“I can’t believe you ate all the chocolate I sent you years ago,” Pinkie pouted, making Marble look away in shame. “That was for the whole family and I worked hard making all that chocolate.”

Spike chuckled to himself as he watched the Pie sisters’ antics. It had already been an hour since the game had started and the young man had been enjoying himself in the company of three sexy women. After getting his act together and Pinkie assuring him that no one would ask him about his first time as part of the game, Spike was able to soldier on and play the spin-the-bottle-truth-or-dare-game.

To his surprise, Spike found the truths and dares part of the game to be pretty tame. In fact, Spike was the one who set the bar by daring Limestone to smile and found that it was actually difficult for the older Pie sister because she was used to frowning all the time. The whole thing actually made Marble giggle, which in turn made Limestone take ta urn at the bottle, which coincidentally landed on Marble. Limestone then dared Marble to kiss Spike on the cheek, which the younger sister did with a little trepidation since she was pretty shy about doing so. Spike accepted the kiss with a smile, which made Marble blush. When it was Marble’s turn, she spun the bottle in hopes of landing on Limestone to get her back, though to her disappointment, it landed on Pinkie. Marble, with barely a whisper, asked Pinkie if there was a song she hated, to which Pinkie answered with a frown, When Kittens Roar because, while the song had a catchy tune, the lyrics made no sense because kittens never roared and the band was over dramatizing for nothing. When it came to Pinkie’s turn, the bottle landed on Limestone and asked if she had a thing for one of her employees. Limestone, at first, denied liking any of her subordinates but with a little prodding from Pinkie, the older woman answered that she did, but didn’t name any names since the question was only if she did have a thing for one of her employees. The game went on with the more innocent questions and dares and surprisingly, the bottle never pointed at Spike whenever it was spun, much to his relief. Spike was able to enjoy the game and was able to have fun, despite how the night had begun earlier.

“Alright, Marble, your turn,” Pinkie said to her little sister.

“Hmm!” Marble made a determined sound as she span the bottle. She gasped and blushed when the bottle pointed itself at Spike.

‘Well, it had to land on me at some point,’ Spike sighed as he looked at how fidgety Marble was getting. Spike became nervous and thought, ‘Oh, boy…’

“Truth…” whispered Marble as she shyly looked away.

“Um, okay…” gulped Spike, starting to sweat.

“Hmmm,” Marble said awkwardly as she felt increasingly nervous. When she looked at Spike, she immediately looked away with shame, a squeaking noise escaping her lips.

“Well, we’re waiting,” Limestone frowned, folding her arms impatiently.

“It’s only Spike, Marble,” Pinkie said soothingly as she patted Marble on the head. “He won’t bite. Ask away.”

Marble took a look at Spike and noticed that the young man was looking at her nervously, almost dreading what she going to ask. While she had second thoughts and was thinking of going for a dare, Marble decided to stick to picking truth, her curiosity about young man getting the better of her. Looking longingly at Spike had made her recall all the pictures she had confiscated whenever Pinkie had sent pictures of him and Pinkie’s other friends back home. She remembered fantasizing about him doing it with her and those memories were making her feel wet in her underwear. Marble’s heart was beating rapidly as she tried to calm herself down.

After a few tense moments, Marble sighed and whisperingly asked, “Um, Spike… umm… have… I mean… how many… girls… have you… umm…”

“Have I dated?” Spike supplied.

Marble shook her head and asked, “How many girls… have you… done it… with?”

Spike was stunned before a light blush adorned his cheeks. He looked down on the table as he was mentally trying to decide if he should tell the three women before him how many women he had bedded. Lifting his head, Spike looked at Pinkie and was a bit unsettled on how eager she looked, considering the pink-haired woman already knew of two women he bedded (though Pinkie only knew the name of one of those women). Spike then looked at Limestone, and judging from her curious glare, she was either asking ‘Well…how many, you pig?’ or ‘That many, huh?’ Not wanting to look at Limestone anymore, Spike turned to look at Marble. Spike could see that the rather bashful woman was waiting in anticipation; she looked rather tense, like she was afraid of the answer. Spike let out a breath and looked up the ceiling, still holding off on answering Marble’s question.

Spike couldn’t help but smile as he remembered his sexual encounters from the past few days. Though he did his best not to remember how he lost his virginity, he very much cherished his second time with Vice Principal Luna. She forgave him and gave herself to him right there in her office. Remembering Luna’s moans and cries of lust and pleasure urging him on made Spike feel very special, and considered his second time the first time he felt like man, because that’s how a man should make love to a woman.

Iris Dash was the next woman that came into Spike’s mind. He had taken Luna’s words to heart and proceeded to dominate his gym teacher, even handcuffing her wrists and gagging her mouth. Spike also remembered not to lose himself so as to not hurt Iris as he made love to her, though hearing her muffled cries and moans had been intoxicating and made it enjoyable to talk dirty to her. He especially enjoyed having his way with her in Pinkie’s bathroom, although as he remembered it, Iris initiated things when she suddenly grabbed him by his shirt and kissed him fiercely. Iris had begged Spike to punish her and instantly had her at his mercy. Like the last time, Spike had to be careful to not become a beast, though he was pretty firm and dominant.

Mina then popped into Spike’s mind. Having her and Luna at the same time had been a new experience for him on many levels. Firstly, it was his first threesome and had to learn how to give equal attention at pleasuring two women, though he ended up giving most of the pleasure to Mina. Secondly, Luna had helped break the ice between Spike and Mina because, as much as they got along, the tension concerning them sharing a sinful stepmother-son kiss was something they had to get over. Hearing Mina moan in pleasure as Spike rutted her had caused the young man to see the woman not only as someone who raised him since his real mother died, but also as a lover who waited for him so they could go at it anytime.

Finally, Rarity and her little sister Belle came into the picture. Making love to Belle was the first time he had made love to someone his own age as well as the first time he took another girl’s virginity. He could still remember how tight Belle felt around his manhood and had to be extra careful in making the girl’s first time a good one. Hearing Belle cries of pleasure and becoming confident in lovemaking had helped the girl in her confidence issues.

Making love to Rarity had felt like a fantasy come true for Spike. She was his first crush and just the thought of having sex with Rarity had almost made him lose control. Having his manhood inside her slit had felt like he had achieved a lifelong goal. Suckling her breasts and hearing her cry out for more emboldened Spike to make Rarity feel everything, and cumming inside her felt very satisfying.

Spike had a rather goofy smile as drool started to come out of his mouth. His member had also become stiff with all the sordid memories playing in his head.

“Um, Spike?” Pinkie asked.

Spike shook his head, clearing his thoughts. He noted that Pinkie and Marble were looking at him oddly while Limestone had raised an eyebrow at him. Spike smiled chuckled nervously and chided himself for becoming lost in his thoughts.

“So how many, Romeo?” asked Limestone gruffly.

“Oh, right,” Spike said as he faced Marble, who had become anxious. “You sure you want to know?”

Marble nodded, indicating that she really wanted to know.

“Five women,” answered Spike, causing Marble to cover her mouth and gasp, her face now crimson.

“Spike, you dog you,” Pinkie said with a sly smile.

“Typical teenage hormones,” Limestone scoffed as she rolled her eyes up.

“Aw, don’t be like that, Limestone,” said Pinkie with a giggle. “Spike’s a healthy young man. He’s not only about the food and the kitchen. Why I bet he’s taken at least one of those women to the kitchen and really stirred them up!”

‘Got it in one, Pinkie,’ Spike thought, blushing at Pinkie guessing one of his escapades right.

“Oh yeah, the boy has done it with five different women,” snarked Limestone. “What an accomplishment! It just shows you that teenagers have only one thing on their minds.”

“Oh, don’t mind Limestone, Spikey,” assured Pinkie as she noticed that Spike had begun to glare at Limestone. “She was never really popular back in high school and spent most of her time working at the rock farm and lashing out at boys for not noticing her.”

“Work comes before pleasure, sister,” grumbled Limestone.

Marble then meekly spoke, “Um… didn’t you make a homemade stone di-

“DON’T YOU DARE, MARBLE!” Limestone shouted with eyes bugged out and her cheeks read, causing Spike, Pinkie and Marble to back off.

“Well, uh… it’s time to spin that bottle again,” Pinkie said, nervously changing the subject and spinning the bottle. The bottle slowed its spin until the tip landed on Marble. Pinkie immediately grinned and turned towards Marble, making the timid woman gasp. “Ooh, I got the perfect dare for you, Marble. I dare you to… sit on Spike’s lap!”

Spike eyes grew wide as he looked at Pinkie, he couldn’t believe that Pinkie had dared Marble to sit on his lap. As his eyes turned toward Marble, he saw that the woman had begun trembling nervously. Spike also saw that Marble had started wringing her hands and looking down, not wanting to look at him. It had become apparent to Spike that Marble, though nicer and a bit more sociable in comparison to Limestone, was actually very nervous when it came to men. He truly felt sorry for Marble and he didn’t want to force her to do anything she didn’t want to do.

Pinkie sighed at Marble and said, “You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to. You’ll have to take a penalty, though. I’m sure Spike will be happy to enforce-

Marble immediately got up from her chair made her way Spike, sitting on his lap.

Though surprised that Marble sat on his lap, Spike glared at Pinkie and said, “I wasn’t going to enforce anything on her, you know.”

“I know, but Marble didn’t know that,” Pinkie teased, causing Spike to frown. “Now don’t be like that, Spikey. You have a very beautiful woman on your lap, so I think you should make the best of it. Besides, Marble really likes you.”

Spike and Marble looked at each other, though Marble turned away bashfully with a nervous smile. Spike gulped and tried not to get too excited.

“You… can put your arm around me if you want,” Spike said to Marble, causing the woman to gasp. “You know…just to keep yourself steady.”

Marble nodded with a smile and put her arm around Spike’s neck. She then shifted her bottom to adjust herself, causing Spike to gulp.

“Put… put you arm… around me…” Marble whispered.

Spike complied as he put his arm around Marble’s waist. He gulped again as he couldn’t help but stare at Marble’s breasts, amazed at the size of them. He even glanced briefly at Pinkie’s breasts just to compare the two. Because of this, Spike’s erection grew and he swore that Marble could feel it, too.

‘Calm down, idiot,’ Spike nervously thought, trying to keep his erection in check.

“Alright, it’s your turn, Spike,” Pinkie cheered.

Spike sighed as he spun the bottle. After it stopped spinning, the tip pointed at Limestone. Spike looked at Limestone and saw that she had a very un-amused look on her face. He knew that the woman was going to be mad no matter if he chose truth or dare. Limestone came off as someone stiff and not used to having fun. Of course, Spike kept in mind that Limestone hadn’t been very nice to him ,so he gave his choice some thought. He smiled at finally settling on his choice, which made Limestone raise an eyebrow.

“Limestone… I dare you to dance,” Spike said with a smirk.

‘Pervert,’ thought Limestone, glaring at Spike. “Any dance you have in mind?”

“Oh, any dance will do,” Spike shrugged.

Limestone stood up from her chair and after heaving a great big sigh, started to dance. She started to remember the way Pinkie danced whenever there was a party at the quarry and started to imitate the movements. Unfortunately, her movements came off as too stiff and she nearly fell on the floor. She even started to twirl like a ballerina, but almost lost her balance again. Finally, she tried to the moonwalk, but ended up tripping herself and fell on her butt, causing her to yelp in pain.

As Limestone rubbed her bottom, she heard some stifled laughter coming from Pinkie and some giggling from Marble. What made her blood boil was looking at Spike snickering. Having enough, Marble went back to her chair, arms folded with a frown on her face as she sat.

“Let’s have a round of applause for Limestone Pie!” cheered Pinkie as she clapped, joined by Spike and Marble.

“Shut… up” Limestone said, gritting her teeth.

“Oh, come on,” Spike said with a laugh. “It wasn’t that bad. I mean, granted I could do the moonwalk when I was ten, but still, not bad.”

Limestone growled as she spun the bottle. After a few seconds, the bottle stopped and it pointed at Spike. For Spike’s part, he gulped and immediately regretted making fun of Limestone’s dancing. He turned his eyes to Limestone and saw that she was looking intently at him, no readable expression on the woman. Spike started to worry about what she could have in store for him, sweating as his mind raced. Wanting to remain calm, Spike folded his arms and looked at Limestone, trying to match her unreadable expression and also trying to bury any worries he had.

Limestone continued to look a Spike, looking at him thoughtfully and trying to decide her course of action. Though she didn’t like what Spike had dared her to do earlier, Limestone was fighting hard not to leer at the young man She couldn’t help thinking that, as she commented to her sisters earlier in the day, that he did look good enough to eat. Looking at Spike’s young and adorable face right in front of her had almost made Limestone melt on the spot and she imagined what he could for her She wanted to smirk, but didn’t want to give away anything to Spike.

‘Oh, I have you now, little boy,’ thought Limestone as an idea formed in her head.

What surprised Spike was that Limestone got up from her chair, placed the bottle to one side and sat at the middle of the table. She calmly removed her high heel shoes and tossed them aside. Limestone then detached her stockings from her corset and removed them from her legs, her feet now bare. Spike could only stare at Limestone’s actions and wondered if she was going to remove anything else. He briefly looked at her covered breasts and then her white panties anxiously. Spike heard Limestone clear her throat and looked up, seeing the woman frown as she placed her hands on the table to keep herself steady.

“My feet are sore from the dancing you made me do,” said Limestone as she stuck her right leg towards Spike. “I dare you to massage them until I’m satisfied.”

“Ooh, Limestone,” Pinkie purred. “I didn’t know you were into that sort of thing.”

“I just want to see if Mr. Drake is the ladies’ man he says he is,” Limestone said as she looked expectantly at Spike. “It can’t all be battering a girl’s front door with you, right?”

Spike frowned once again as Limestone’s attitude towards him was getting to him. He breathed in and out and cleared himself from any negative thoughts, removing his hand from Marble’s waist, causing the timid girl to mouth her disappointment. Spike cracked his knuckles and placed both his hands on Limestone’s right foot. He hesitated for a moment but decided to rub it. Spike frowned again, cursing that he felt he didn’t know what he was doing. He really didn’t want to prove Limestone right and was determined to get this foot massage down.

Deep in thought, Spike remembered that on his eighteenth birthday, his stepmother took him to the Ponyville Day Spa where she had booked a full spa treatment for herself and him. One thing Spike remembered vividly was the massage treatment he got from one of the women there. He recalled that her name was Aloe, a light-pink haired woman that wore a blue strapless top with matching blue spandex pants. Spike also remembered how tight those clothes hugged her shapely but lean body, causing his shaft to harden. It helped his situation that the woman had started with his feet and had stuck with that for a while until she decided to massage his legs next. Spike had remembered how Aloe had started with some twists, which actually helped him relax. Then he remembered what else she did to his feet, like the rubbing and stroking. Spike remembered how hard he had become and he really didn’t want Aloe to see his erect manhood. Worse yet, Aloe did notice and rather than the woman being repulsed or even chiding him for not keeping himself calm, she approached him and was about to place her hand on his shaft. The moment was over when there was knock on the door. Spike had sighed in relief, not wanting to explain the moment to anyone, not even his stepmother.

With only his memory to serve him, Spike began Limestone’s foot massage, starting with the twists.

Limestone almost let out a gasp as she looked down at Spike massaging her foot, the sensation flustering her. She tried to hide her embarrassment by glaring at him, wanting to convey a feeling of disgust. Limestone then decided to breath in and out in order to calm herself down, not wanting Spike to know that his massage was having any effect on her. As time went on, Limestone had managed to relax and let herself enjoy Spike’s attention, even letting out a moan. She still managed to maintain a glare on Spike, not wanting to let the young man have the satisfaction of his massage having any effect on her.

‘How dare this.. .this kid… make me feel so good…,’ thought Limestone, wondering how Spike had gotten so good with his hands. ‘I should just hire him to work on the rock farm… make him do the hardest jobs… make him pay for what he’s doing to me… that way… I can make him… appreciate his luck as I do whatever I want with him… make him feel grateful…’

‘I don’t like the way she’s looking at me,’ Spike thought worryingly as he moved on to Limestone’s other foot. ‘I’m really hoping I’m doing this right.’

Limestone had definitely let out a gasp as Spike started massaging her other foot. She immediately covered her mouth with her right hand while holding herself steady on the table with the other. Limestone’s face became more flushed as she started to moan. The more Spike had made her feel good, the more the woman was having a tough time keeping herself calm and steady. Limestone’s eyes went wide as she felt her panties getting damp and her embarrassment turned into mortification. All the woman could do was breath heavily as she felt her nipples harden under her corset.

All the while, Marble had been glaring enviously at Limestone, her eye twitching as she saw her older sister continue to enjoy Spike’s attentions. She let out a low growl, expressing her frustration at being ignored.

On the other hand, Pinkie had a big grin on her face. She actually enjoyed watching Spike’s actions causing Limestone to melt at the attention. Pinkie also took a glance at Marble’s jealous face, wondering what her little sister wanted to do once it was her turn.

Letting out a breath, Spike took his hands off Limestone’s foot, brushing a bit of sweat from his brow. He was about to say something to Limestone, but once he saw the angry and frustrated look on the woman’s face, he wisely kept silent. From what Spike could see, Limestone was absolutely livid. Her face was red and she was baring her teeth, growling and frowning.

“Ooh, I think she liked it,” Pinkie said cheerily.

Limestone got off the table and went back to her seat, folding her arms and looking away from her sisters and Spike, a petulant look adorning her face.

“Um… it wasn’t that bad, was it?” asked Spike nervously.

“Shut… the hell… up,” Limestone seethed.

After an awkward moment, Pinkie spoke up, “Okay, Marble. It’s your turn.”

Marble reached for the bottle and spun it. After a few seconds, the bottle stopped and the tip pointed at herself and Spike. Both Spike and Marble looked at each other oddly, but shrugged a the woman reached for the bottle again until Pinkie cleared her throat.

“Ah, ah, ah~” Pinkie said as she wagged her finger. “Only one spin per turn. And since the bottle is pointing towards you and Spike, that means you get to dare him or get something out of him. Now truth or dare, little sis!”

Marble gulped and looked down on Spike. She started to sweat and smile awkwardly, once again aware of her position. Marble’s mind raced and thought of many things she could ask Spike. She really wanted know more about this young man and if there was a particular lover he liked best or what type of moves he knew. Marble just couldn’t believe such an innocent-looking young man could be with many girls. The thought of Spike being such a stud was making her nibbles stiffen, imagining being loved by him like that.

It was then that Marble got an idea, but then blushed and looked away.

Spike wondered what Marble was thinking about, though he started to sweat a bit when he saw Marble look away. He gulped as Marble looked his way again. What surprised Spike was Marble was trying to give him a seductive look, which included batting her eyes and puckering her lips. Spike, however, could see that Marble was a bit nervous and felt the woman’s body shake. Finally, Spike heard a nervous chuckle coming from the woman, which was followed by a resigned sigh.

“Marble, are you-” Spike began to ask before he was cut off.

“Spike...” Marble spoke. “I… dare you… I dare… you to…”

“Marble...you don’t have-”

“Make out with me, Spike,” Marble blurted out. “I dare you… to make out… me… for...10 minutes… please.”

“Ooh, we’re getting a bit daring here,” Pinkie leered at Spike. “So what are you waiting for, Spike? Little sis asked nicely~”

Spike couldn’t help but shake his head and let out a breath. He couldn’t believe the day he was having. Tutoring sessions, sex sessions, a lewd picture one of his friends put in his lunch, and now a party with three scantily-clad sisters with one of them sitting on her lap, waiting for a make out session. Ever since Spike had resolved to change his life for the better, he was getting a lot of action. He never dreamed he would start having sex with different women every day. Chances were that this night would be no different and the prospect excited him. Spike knew there would be hell to pay if his actions got out.

So deep in thought was Spike that he almost didn’t notice Marble placing her hand on his cheek. His eyes met hers, seeing in them a look of anticipation. The young man grew feverish as his breath quickened. After getting himself to calm down, Spike grabbed hold of Marble, putting his left hand under her thighs and his right to grab hold of her waist. Making sure he had a firm grip, Spike lifted himself up and placed Marble on the table. He looked at Marble with a bit of hesitation, but as soon as he saw the woman’s coquettish expression, Spike slowly approached, parting his lips before placing them upon Marble’s craving lips.

“Woo-hoo!!” cheered Pinkie, her arms raised in a touchdown pose. “Lay it on her, Spikey-wikey!! Give it some gumption!!”

“Just keep those hands where I can see them, perv,” Limestone warned, her eye twitching.

Spike was already lost to the world as he continued to kiss Marble thoroughly. Spike became more emboldened as he heard Marble moan into the kiss, feeling her tongue snake its way through his lips. The young man then quickly pressed himself closer to the woman, using his arms to ensnare her. Spike could feel Marble’s large bust pressing into his chest while the eager woman placed both of her hands on his face. They continued kissing each other, their tongues intertwining. Spike was beginning to dominate the session as leaned into Marble, kissing her deeper.

Marble moaned even louder as she began sucking on Spike’s tongue, drinking in his saliva with a loud slurping sound. She placed her hands on the table as soon as Spike leaned to keep herself steady. Her eyes remained closed, taking in the sensations of what she was feeling. As time went on, Marble began to tear up as she put her arms around Spike’s neck, never wanting to let the lip lock go. Marble slightly opened her eyes when she felt Spike’s pants-covered erection press against her her panty-clad, moist womanhood. She smiled inwardly as she began to slide her slit along Spike’s erection, coating it with her juices. Marble moaned loudly, and the fact that Spike began to grunt and hump her covered slit made her want to cry in pleasure as she was coming close to an orgasm.

‘Wowee Zowee, look at them go,’ thought Pinkie in wonder, a trail of drool coming down from her lip.

Limestone remained silent as she glared at the sight of Marble and Spike really getting into their session. Her eye twitched as her younger sister thrusted her hips faster, hearing her moan even louder. She closed her eyes, not wanting see the display. Limestone, to her dismay, could still hear what was going on, and she instinctively started to rub her thighs together. She then spread her legs slightly and with her right hand started to slide her fingers up and down on her covered slit. Limestone then used her other hand to massage her right breast. She gritted her teeth, and opened her eyes, glaring once again at Marble and Spike.

‘Oh, man,’ Spike thought, moaning through Marble’s kiss. ‘She’s really into this.. .at this rate, I might just…’

Whatever else Spike was thinking died as Marble intensified her efforts, sliding her womanhood faster and faster until he felt her orgasm, screaming into his mouth as her panties became so wet that the juice also stained Spike’s covered groin.

Marble let go of Spike’s lips and panted, never taking her eyes off a surprised-looking Spike. She couldn’t help but smile as she started to nibble on his neck, eliciting a moan from the young man.

“Annnd, time!” Pinkie announced, managing to pry off Marble from Spike, making the younger sister whine. “You two are just unreal! So intense! Now I really want some of that attention!”

“You can have it, Pinkie,” Limestone deadpanned as she tried to calm herself down. ‘Like I’d ever let this kid and his… thing anywhere near me.’

“That… was… something,” Spike said, trying to catch his breath while looking at a rather embarrassed Marble. “You okay there, Miss Pie?”

“Mhmm,” Marble replied, smiling shyly.

“Guess I’m next,” Pinkie announced as she spun the bottle. After a few seconds, the bottle stopped and the tip pointed at Spike, causing the young man to look at it incredulously.

‘When did this bottle become a me magnet?’ wondered Spike to himself. ‘The way things are going, I wonder if Pinkie has any more surprises for me.’

“My turn with Spikey!!” exclaimed Pinkie as she zipped towards Spike. “We are going to have so much fun!!”

“Ookayyy,” Spike said as calmly as he could.

Before Spike could say anything else, he was grabbed by Pinkie by the the front of his shirt and dragged to baker’s bed, with him on the bottom looking up at her. Pinkie didn’t waste any time as she thoroughly kissed Spike on the lips, rubbing her chest on his. The kiss only lasted for a few seconds before the girl let go, giggling at the young man’s stupefied face.

“Pinkie… at least dare me before you do something,” Spike said, dazed.

“Oh, that wasn’t the dare, silly,” Pinkie laughed as she straddled the confused Spike’s chest. Pinkie then unbuttons her blouse, revealing her large bust to the surprised teenager.

“Pinkamena!” shouted Limestone, her face becoming red once more. “Don’t give him any ideas!”

All Marble could do was gasp and cover her mouth in amazement of Pinkie’s daring move on Spike.

Spike face grew a deeper shade a red, staring at Pinkie’s large bosom. He couldn’t help but get lost in them, drooling at the sight. ‘So beautiful… delicious,’ was all Spike could think of, and swore that his shaft was getting thicker at the thought of what he could do to those breasts. He almost didn’t notice Pinkie lean in, mesmerized as he was by her orbs. They were so close, just dangling in front of his face, a lingering sweet fragrance emanating from them like cotton candy. Just the thought made Spike hunger for what Pinkie was showing him and all he wanted to do was pin Pinkie to bed. Spike shook his head, gulped, and waited. It was Pinkie’s call at what she wanted to do.

“Spike… I… dare… you...” Pinkie purred softly, emphasizing every word. She hefted up her breasts as an offering and said, “To do what you want with my girls! Don’t they look good enough to eat? Like pastries glazed in sugar with strawberries on top. Pretty milky, too. Go on, Spikey. Have a taste~”

With another gulp, Spike reached up with both hands and grabbed hold of Pinkie’s breasts, causing the woman to gasp. He started to massage them and gave them a squeeze, using his thumbs to flick the the erect nipples. Spike smiled as he was content with just teasing Pinkie’s breasts and hearing her giggle. He then heard her moan a bit loudly as he kneaded them, and that emboldened him to tweak and twist her nipples, causing the aroused woman to bite her lip. Though Pinkie was the one on top, Spike felt that he was in complete control as he saw his bubbly friend lose herself in his touch.

Pinkie couldn’t help but smile at Spike’s efforts. She started to breathe heavily as the young man kept teasing her, her face growing feverish with every second that went by. Pinkie’s eyes went wide as she felt Spike’s tongue licking away at her erect nipple. She couldn’t help but giggle at Spike’s action and closed her eyes, sighing in content. Pinkie moaned as she felt Spike take her nipple into his mouth, sucking on it loudly. This action, along with Spike’s continued massaging of her other breast caused her to become moist in her panties and she desperately fought the urge to finger herself. Pinkie was about to mouth a complaint when Spike’s mouth left her breast, but moaned again as Spike began to give the same treatment to her other breast. Her breathing quickened, the sensations becoming a bit too much to take as she started to sweat.

‘Spike.. .you’re so good at this,’ Pinkie thought as she felt Spike tug at her breast with his teeth. ‘No wonder… Rainbow was enjoying you so much… you truly know what you’re doing. Ooh, Spike… more… you’re making me feel… funny… down there…’

The sight of Spike giving Pinkie’s breasts so much undivided attention caused Marble to drool, discarding any inhibitions she had as she took her top down and started to massage her own breasts, squeezing them and tweaking her nipples. The sight continued to arouse her so much that she hefted one her breasts to her mouth and started licking and sucking on her nipple. She then used her other hand and started playing with her womanhood, using her index finger and thumb to stimulate her clit. Marble moaned and groaned, imagining herself in her older sister’s place. She became more envious as she saw Spike grab hold of both of Pinkie’s nipples inside of mouth, sucking on them both. Seeing Pinkie enjoy herself made Marble frown as she continued to stimulate herself.

Limestone wasn’t faring any better as she watched Spike go to town on her younger sister’s breasts. As much as she tried to deny it, Spike’s actions were getting to her as her own body temperature was getting higher. She still gave Spike a scowl, cursing him mentally as he continued to stimulate Pinkie. Trembling, Limestone quickly took off her panties and started to finger herself with her right hand, pinching her nipple through her corset with the other. She became self conscious about the size of her breasts, noting that while generous, they were nowhere near the size of her younger sisters. Her jealousy and arousal continued to grow as her orgasm grew near.

Spike grabbed onto Pinkie’s waist and managed to pin her down to the mattress. He was breathing heavily and lustfully staring at Pinkie. Spike saw the surprise on Pinkie’s face, which instantly turned into smile. He smiled back, giving Pinkie a kiss on the lips.

“Pinkie, I…” Spike spoke huskily, feeling his erection inside his pants. "Oh, I can’t take it…”

“You can use it on my girls, Spike,” Pinkie said as she used her knee to trace Spike’s stiffened shaft. “They can use a bit more cream, the kind only you can provide~”

Taking Pinkie at her word, Spike lowered his pants and underwear, revealing his erection to her. He quickly got on top of Pinkie again, straddling her as he started to drive his shaft between her large mounds. Spike grunted, using Pinkie’s breasts to stimulate his manhood, humping faster and faster with the thought of cuming on her, driving him closer to climax. On occasion, Spike pinched at Pinkie’s nipples, driving the woman crazy as she called his name. Spike could even feel the woman’s tongue, which made him hump her breasts even faster.

“Spike… I want it… cum on me… glaze my face with your frosting,” Pinkie urged Spike, losing herself to lust.

Spike grunted and finally released his seed, spraying and staining Pinkie’s face and breasts. He began to catch his breath, his heart racing from the experience. Spike looked at Pinkie and the mess he made of her. He couldn’t help but feel satisfied that he was able to make Pinkie feel good, and her smile only boosted his confidence.

“Been wanting that since this morning,” Pinkie sighed as she traced a finger on her seed stained cheek and sticking it inside her mouth. After a second, she got up and placed her hand on Spike’s cheek and said. “It’s not over yet, Spikey-Wikey. There’s still one more game to play.”

Wondering what else Pinkie might be up to, Spike got up and sat back in his seat. He saw that the other Pie sisters were curious as well, as Pinkie handed him the bottle.

“You have one final spin, Spike,” said Pinkie sweetly. “Whoever it lands on, you get to take on first.”

“Hmm?” Marble perked up.

“Hey!” Limestone protested. “That’s taking it too far, Pinkamena!”

“Oh, it will be fine,” Pinkie assured. “Spike’s very considerate as you just saw. Besides, you two want some of him after all this, right?”

“Mhmm,” Marble agreed with a big grin.

“Oh, fine,” grumbled Limestone as she faced Spike. “Consider yourself lucky that I’m letting you do this, kid.”

Spike didn’t respond to Limestone and just spun the bottle. He did have to agree with with her that Pinkie was taking things a bit too far. Spike shook his head at the fact that the Pie sisters were at least willing to partake in more sexual activities, and had to admit he was willing himself. He had already used his manhood to breast-fuck, Pinkie so he might as well cross the line with one of the women in front of him.

The bottle stopped spinning and the tip pointed at Limestone. Spike looked up at Limestone and could see the dread on her face. The woman, for the most part, had been behaving like a grouch and took every chance to be mean to him. From what Spike had gathered, Limestone did not like to be embarrassed in front of company, and it didn’t help matters that she had to smile in front of her sisters or when she gave an... interesting reaction when getting her feet massaged. The fact that Spike made out with Marble and breastfucked Pinkie may have caused Limestone to feel even more mortified. He didn’t fail to notice that after it was over with Pinkie that the older Pie’s sister’s panties were no longer covering her womanhood.

As for Limestone, all she could think of was what Spike was going to do to her. Just seconds earlier, she gave this teenage boy her permission to have his way with her should the bottle point to her, and now any bravado she had finally left her. Ever since Spike had come in with Pinkie, she wanted to put on a brave face and basically tried not to care about the young man. She tried being mean-spirited and unlikable to him so he could leave her alone. But Limestone had to admit that Spike was nice enough to her sisters and was very civil towards her. She began to question herself as to why she was being so mean. She guessed it was the fact that Pinkie had said that Spike accidentally felt Pinkie’s thigh up earlier in the day. Aside from that, Spike never did anything mean and he did get her to smile briefly. Limestone also had to admit that the young man had great hands and had the ability to make any woman feel good.

That last thought brought a scowl right back to Limestone’s face. She began to tremble and gritted her teeth, her hands balled up into fists. What Spike had done with both Marble and Pinkie admittedly made her feel jealous, and it shocked her that her sisters were so daring with him. Tears began to form on her eyes as she began to sob.

Spike, seeing that Limestone was distressed, spoke, “Ms. Pie.. .you don’t have to go-

“Get it over with!!” shouted Limestone, cutting Spike off. “Do whatever you want to me! I already dropped my panties, so you might as well do it, right!?”

“Whoa, Limestone!” Pinkie said, surprise evident on her voice. “What’s gotten into you!?”

“Nothing, Pinkamena!” Limestone sobbed as she made her way to the bed. After getting on all fours and sticking her butt up, Limestone turned to look at a stunned Spike and shouted “Well, what are you waiting for, perv!? Don’t you want it!? You won’t get another chance so… take it!!”

Spike mouth hung open as he stood still, watching an emotionally fragile Limestone offer herself up to him. Spike let out a breath and face palmed. He was careful not say anything, lest he enrage Limestone more. Spike walked to the bed and sat next to Limestone, looking at her tear-filled face, thinking of what to say to her. He looked away and sighed as he twiddled his thumbs.

“Well?” Limestone said, her voice sounding broken.

“Listen, Ms. Pie,” Spike began tentatively. “We just met today, so I’ll understand if you don’t want to do this. It’s already been a weird night, and I don’t want to cause you anything you might find unpleasant. I don’t know what I did to cause you to hate me, but I want to say that I’m not the kind of guy who… takes. I don’t know what kind of men you deal with, but I’m not them, alright?”

Limestone face tensed up and turned into a scowl once again. She started to cry once more, her body slumped on the mattress. She covered her eyes, her sobs becoming muffled as she felt worse about the situation. Limestone could tell that Spike was being a nice guy and made her feel like a heel for treating someone so nice like a piece of garbage. She even cried louder when he felt Spike’s hand on her shoulder. This lasted for a few moments until Limestone stopped crying and sat next Spike, wiping her tears off.

“That’s just it, Mr. Drake,” Limestone said miserably. “When I was your age, no guy wanted to be around me. Whenever I went to town selling rock sculptures, all everyone was asking ‘When is your sister Marble coming again?’ or ‘When is Pinkie coming with those cupcakes?’ Hell, guys wanted to hear my other sister Maud explain the facts about what kind of rocks they were buying rather than deal with me! So I’m not as busty or pretty like my sisters! It got to the point where I didn’t care anymore! As if being with someone is all that!”

Spike remained silent, not really knowing how to respond to that. He looked for Pinkie and Marble for support, but all they could do was feel sorry for her their older sister, and they didn’t want to say or do anything that might get her mad again. Spike then began to look at Limestone and concluded that the woman had some issues about her appearance. ‘She isn’t ugly,’ Spike thought to himself. In fact, to the young man, Limestone was very pretty, if a bit aggressive. He even thought so when he got her to smile.

‘I’m just glad she’s not mad because some guy mistreated her… or worse,’ Spike thought, sighing.

“What?” Limestone asked, wondering what Spike had on his mind.

“You’re not ugly, Ms. Pie,” Spike said, smiling softly.

“But not pretty enough to have sex with, right?” Limestone responded gruffly.

Spike closed his eyes and responded, “You don’t like me, so what would be the point?”

Limestone sighed and looked at Spike, shamefaced. The teenager just complimented her and she was still being mean to him. Limestone then placed her hand on Spike’s cheek and stroked it. She smiled as she felt Spike’s face, causing him to blush. Limestone smirked at Spike’s reaction, pleased with herself that she did have an effect on the young man, just like her sisters did.

“I don’t hate you, Mr. Drake,” Limestone affirmed. “In fact… Pinkie always spoke highly of you in her letters. When she started sending pictures of you and her at a bake sale, I had to admit that you were easy on the eyes, and wondered how many girlfriends you got. Marble always stole the pictures and she never let anyone set eyes on them.”

Pinkie giggled at this while Marble felt mortified at Limestone’s revelation.

“The point is that I… I guess could grow to like you like my sisters do,” Limestone continued. “Look, I’m sorry I was nasty to you. It’s just… being all work and no play makes Limestone a dull girl, huh?”

“Well, you take a lot of responsibility back home, big sister,” Pinkie pointed out as she smiled. “I’m sure mom and dad are very grateful that you’re taking the rock business seriously, but they also want you to have fun and relax, maybe hold rock contests occasionally with the employees. Plus, Holder’s Boulder isn’t going anywhere anytime soon, and I’m sure it doesn’t need twenty-hour supervision.”

“Mhm,” nodded Marble.

“I guess I could make a new schedule,” Limestone said, smiling once again.

“That’s the spirit!” Pinkie cheered.

Limestone did indeed feel better and appreciated the support that her younger sisters were giving her. She looked back at Spike and blushed at the reassuring smile he was giving her. Deep in thought, Limestone began to form an idea. She placed a hand on Spike’s chest and lightly pushed him on the mattress, surprising him. Limestone crawled on top of him and made sure her breasts were in Spike’s line of sight. She licked her lips as she proceeded to straddle his waist as she began to untie the straps of her corset.

‘Just keep the advantage, Limestone,’ Limestone thought, finally discarding her corset, baring her chest. ‘You’re the older woman, and Spike is the young buck. Only natural that I should be on top and he being the good little boy.’

“Ms. Pie,” Spike breathlessly said, admiring the view.

“Limestone, little boy,” Limestone smirked. “You know, you have one of those faces that make the girls go ‘I want to screw him so bad!’ Marble may have had your lips, and you did cum on Pinkie, but I get to lay you first.”

Before anything else was said, Limestone placed her lips on Spike’s, silencing anything he wanted to say. She instinctively shoved her tongue inside his mouth, tasting everything inside as she moaned in pleasure. Limestone found herself giggling as she felt Spike responding to her advances, feeling the young man’s tongue wrestle with hers. She pressed herself closer to him, her breasts pushed to his chest. This action caused Limestone to feel Spike’s erect length close to her entrance. Smirking through her kiss, Limestone adjusted herself to lie next to Spike, never letting go of Spike’s lips. She reached down and grabbed hold of Spike’s shaft with a strong grip, causing the teenager to groan in pain. Limestone finally let go of Spike’s lips and started to kiss his neck, all the while her smirk growing at hearing Spike moan as she tugged at at the shaft.

‘How adorable,’ thought Limestone as she heard Spike’s moans grow louder. ‘The look on his face as I have him at my mercy. The way he moans just with a tug of his manhood. Oh lord, do I want it inside me, but this is so much fun. Having my way with such a nice boy… torturing him until begs me to make him cum…’

Spike felt helpless at Limestone’s touch. All he could think about was this woman’s hand gripping at his shaft, moving it up down the length. At times, Spike could feel Limestone tugging at it faster and faster but then slow her movements down, denying him release. He actually shed a tear at the woman’s cruelty, but had to admit that it did feel good. Spike once again felt Limestone’s lips on his, the kiss being more intense than the last. Finding a bit of strength, Spike moved his arms and started fondling Limestone’s breasts. He gave them a squeeze, causing the eldest Pie sister to squeal in delight. Spike squeezed them again, pinching her erect nipples. He gave them a slight tug, which earned a moan from Limestone.

Seeing that Spike was getting bolder, Limestone let go of Spike’s shaft, earning a whine from him. She then started planting kisses on his chest and swirling her tongue around his nipples. Slowly, Limestone traced her tongue down Spike’s body as she crawled over to where his shaft was. She noticed a bit of pre-cum at the tip and gave a lick, savoring the taste of his flavor. Finally, making sure that her butt was facing Spike, Limestone opened her mouth and engulfed the young man’s length, using her tongue to taste it. She moaned as she moved her head up and down and massaging his balls,getting a loud groan from Spike in the process. So distracted from pleasuring Spike, Limestone almost didn’t notice Spike insert his finger into her womanhood, causing her to groan and let go of the teenager’s length. Limestone then lowered her butt to Spike’s face and wiggled it invitingly. She was rewarded with the young man licking her slit and clit. Limestone couldn’t help but be very happy, shedding a single tear at how lucky she was feeling.

Pinkie couldn’t help but smile enviously at Spike and Limestone. She stared at the two pleasure each other, hearing them love each other, remembering the sensation of the young man playing with her breasts and cumming on her earlier. Pinkie grabbed on her own breasts, giving them a squeeze before she began pinching at her nipples. The sight of her older sister and her best friend going at it was really getting to her, and seeing them stimulate each other was making her sweat. She abandoned one of her breasts so she could stimulate her clit and hefted her other breast to her mouth, licking at her nipple. Pinkie could feel an orgasm coming, but longed for Spike’s manhood.

The pink-haired woman gasped and was caught off guard when she felt a pair of arms hugging her waist. She looked back and saw that it was Marble, looking at her face with lust, breathing heavily. Before Pinkie could protest, Marble started licking her face. She blushed at this and was amazed at how strong a hold her little sister had on her. Pinkie’s eyes grew even wider when Marble kissed her on the lips.

After struggling to get free from Marble, Pinkie asked in a low tone, “Marble, what’s with you!?”

“Cum… you have Spike’s cum… on your face… and on your breasts,” answered Marble shyly, now fully aware of what she was doing with Pinkie.

“Ooh, that,” Pinkie realized as she traced bits of Spike’s spunk on her face and breasts. She gave Marble a sly smile and pointed to a stain on her cheek and with half-lidded eyes, said, “I think you missed a spot, Marble. Can you clean it for me?”

Marble obliged as she continued to lick Pinkie’s cummed-on face, savoring the taste as she held her sister close, her breasts mashing up against hers. As she was thoroughly lapping whatever cum was on her sister’s face, Marble rubbed her nipples against Pinkie’s, causing her to moan. Marble then traced her tongue slowly down on Pinkie’s chest before settling on her breasts, licking off more cum stains and engulfing a nipple in her mouth. Much like Spike did earlier, Marble pulled at Pinkie’s nipple with her mouth.

“Ooh, Marble,” groaned Pinkie. “There’s… oooh… that’s so good… your tongue… Marble… I think… you got all…”

“Pinkie.. .you and Spike… taste so good,” spoke Marble between licks. When she was done, Marble looked down at her own breasts and noticed that she had Spike’s cum rubbed on her, realizing she got them from rubbing on Pinkie’s breasts. “I got some on me.”

Pinkie smirked as she went down to Marble’s breasts, licking at the stains. She went at them with hunger, giving them a squeeze, and even she cleaned the stains off, Pinkie continued to pleasure Marble’s breasts. She could hear her little sister’s angelic cries, which emboldened her to continue, giving each mammary equal attention. When she was done, Pinkie stared at Marble’s pleasure-filled face before kissing her, exploring her mouth with her tongue and tasting more of Spike’s cum while her sister did the same to her. A moment later, Pinkie and Marble let go of their kiss, breathing heavily as they stared lovingly at each other.

“I want more,” Marble spoke hungrily.

Pinkie smiled as she turned to look on what was going with Spike and Limestone. What she saw was her big sister sitting on Spike’s face, practically screaming as she was being licked and fingered. More importantly, Spike’s erect shaft was unoccupied. Seeing an opening, Pinkie led Marble towards Limestone and Spike, kneeling down on each side where the young man was lying.

Limestone noticed her sisters and their intent with Spike’s shaft. With a scowl, Limestone said “Hey… that’s mine! You can’t have it yet!”

“Good sisters should always share,” Pinkie cooed, which also earned a nod from Marble. “Besides… you still get to have him inside you first.”

Spike almost lost his concentration as he felt a pair of tongues lick up his stiff member. He let out a loud moan, enjoying the sensation as he continued to finger and stimulate Limestone’s slit, licking up her juices. Hearing Pinkie and Marble pleasure him almost pushed Spike over the edge, and it didn’t help that one of them began blowing him while the other massaged and licked his balls. The young man groaned as he felt the two sisters take turns with his member, making loud, slurping sounds, smiling as he almost lost his concentration in fingering the older Pie sister. He desperately wanted to hold on as he didn’t want to cum quickly and deny Limestone her reward. Spike then heard a very loud scream from the woman on top of him as his face became drenched womanly juices. He almost came himself when he felt a pair of breasts massaging his dick. Spike gritted his teeth, his will faltering as he was nearing climax.

“So hard… so yummy,” Pinkie moaned as she and Marble used their breasts to pleasures Spike’s member. “Limestone’s going to get it first… so lucky…”

“Mhmm,” affirmed Marble, giving Spike’s head a little lick.

“So what are you waiting for, Limestone?” asked Pinkie as she looked up at Limestone’s thirsty and eager face. “He’s about ready to burst, and I bet you want his cream inside you, right?”

Without another word, Limestone crawled over to Spike’s erect shaft. Turning herself around to look down at the young man, Limestone positioned her womanhood above the erect member, giving Spike a smirk before swiftly lowering herself down. Limestone gave a loud, satisfied moan as she felt every inch of Spike’s erection inside her slit, closing her eyes as she savored the penetrating feeling. She looked down at Spike and immediately grew concerned as she saw a pained look on his face. Limestone could tell that he was struggling not scream out as the young man was gritting his teeth, a lone tear escaping from one eye. Thinking that she may have pushed things too quickly, Limestone was about to get off of Spike until he grabbed on to her waist and started humping her slowly, causing her gasp. Limestone’s shock wore off as she started to get into the rhythm of Spike’s thrusts, feeling pleasure all over her body.

“Spike… oh, that’s.... Ooh… don’t.. .force yourself… ooh, so good,” Limestone grunted as she massaged a breast with one hand and stimulating her clit with the other.

“So… tight… grabbing me…” Spike uttered as she continued to drive his shaft inside of Limestone.

“Don’t tell me you’re a virgin, big sis!” Pinkie gasped. “If you are, or were in this case, I’m going have to make a Limestone Cherry-Popper Party at some point!”

“Shut up… I’m not… I wasn’t…” Limestone denied as she began to sob.

“Aw, it’s nothing to be ashamed of,” Pinkie consoled as she held her sister. “A lot of people wait until the right person come along.”

“Mhmm!” agreed Marble.

“I’m...oh, lord, I’m cumming… I’m not-”

Limestone was cut off as she felt Spike’s lips on hers. The shock was short-lived as she let herself melt into the kiss. Limestone then felt Spike’s arms wrap around her, her bare breasts pushed up to his chest. The sensation of Spike’s tongue working its way into hers and his continued thrusting of her womanhood was driving Limestone crazy. Tears flowed freely from Limestone’s eyes once again as she grunted with each thrust Spike was giving her, feeling close to another climax.

Spike and Limestone let go of the lip lock, gasping for air. Seconds later, the lovers stared at each other, not knowing what to say. Limestone turned away, a look of shame once again adorning her face.

“Go ahead and say it,” Limestone choked. “I’m pathetic, right?”

“I think you’re awesome, Limestone,” complimented Spike lustfully as he continued to hump Limestone. “You feel so great… so tight… sexy… I love what you do to me… I want to cum in you… so bad…”

Before Limestone could say anything else, Spike laid her on the bed and continued thrusting into her more vigorously. With every thrust the young man was giving her, the older Pie sister felt like her body was on fire, feeling the heat from Spike’s stiff member inside her. Limestone screamed at the top of her lungs as she urged Spike to continue as she really didn’t want this to end, but she felt that Spike was getting close to climax. She wanted Spike to pour everything into her womanhood, not caring if his spunk overflowed her entrance. Limestone couldn’t help but smile as she just let herself go, enjoying herself being penetrated by the young man.

Spike, thoroughly enjoying being inside Limestone, almost didn’t notice that Pinkie and Marble had joined him. With Pinkie embracing him from behind, pressing her breasts on his back and Marble straddling Limestone’s waist, facing him with a lustful smile, Spike thrust into Limestone even harder, feeling a bit more drive with the other Pie sisters joining him. Spike felt Pinkie nibbling on his ear while Marble proceeded to make out with him, placing her hands on his cheeks as she greedily forced her tongue inside his mouth. Spike kissed Marble back with equal vigor, making the woman groan with pleasure. He then let out a giggle as he felt Pinkie nibble and lick at his neck. Spike couldn’t feel more alive at the attention he was getting from these women.

Spike, letting go of Marble’s lips, gasped for air and said, “Girls… you’re killing me here.”

“I want next, Spikey-wikey,” Pinkie whispered in Spike’s ear getting his attention. “You know how much I love your creamy filling.”

“No… I want it more,” Marble pleaded tearfully, getting Spike to look right back at her. “You...fed Pinkie… I want you… to feed me… I want you… please…”

“Oh, Spike… cum inside me,” Limestone begged, already on the verge of climax. “Give it to me… soil me… you adorable little boy… oh, fuck, I can’t stand it… I want your cum!”

With one final thrust, Spike climaxed, pouring in his love inside of Limestone, making the woman groan. He also felt tightness around his his shaft and knew that the woman had climaxed with him. Letting out a sigh of relief, Spike felt relieved that it was over. He was about to collapse until he felt Pinkie and Marble hold him up. This reminded him that the night wasn’t over yet and gave the two sisters a smile.

What Spike didn’t count on was Marble’s next course of action. While he was ready to receive any affection the youngest Pie sister might give him, Spike was surprised that Marble went down on Limestone, greedily licking and sucking on the eldest Pie sister’s pussy hungrily. From what he was seeing, Marble was lapping up any remaining seed that was oozing out of Limestone’s womanhood. Spike could see Limestone’s look of surprise, but also saw her look of pleasurable enjoyment.He couldn’t help but enjoy the view as he felt his manhood come to life again.

“Marble… what… oh, no… stop… what… ooh, that’s so good,” Limestone said, though enjoying herself despite her protests.

“Seems my naughty little sister is also very greedy,” Pinkie pointed out as she pulled Marble out from Limestone’s slit. She gave her sister a kiss on the lips and slipped her tongue inside, tasting Spike’s seed. She then spoke to Marble, “Marble… you should try getting it from the source. I’m sure Spike will definitely appreciate you for it.”

Marble wasted no time as she went over to Spike and went down on him, hungrily engulfing his erect manhood inside her mouth. She eagerly bobbed her head up and down on Spike’s shaft as she desperately wanted to drink more of the teenager’s cum. After some time, Marble let go of Spike’s manhood and proceeded to lick at the length. She then gave the tip a small kiss before engulfing the entire shaft into her mouth again. Marble mentally smiled as she heard Spike moan out loud, happy to get this reaction out of him as she quickened the pace.

Spike was in a desperate battle to hold out, wanting the feeling of Marble blowing him to last a bit more. He really wanted to unload on her, relieve himself of his white load and pour it into her mouth until it overflowed. All Spike could think about was how good Marble’s mouth felt on his member as he placed one hand on the back the woman’s head, trying to get to her even deeper. It was then that Spike got a wicked thought and smirked as he looked down on Marble.

“You’re so good, Marble, deep-throating me like that,” Spike spoke huskily as he watched Marble continue to blow his shaft. “Such a dirty girl… wanting my spunk so badly… even going down on your own sister just to get it. So selfish… greedy… so desperate for it. You want it so badly? Does the timid little girl love my dick that much?”

“Mhmm,” Marble muffled a reply, a few tears coming out of her eyes, realizing her behavior towards Spike.

“She’s such a bad girl, isn’t she?” Pinkie commented as she came over to Spike, kneeling beside him. She then felt Spike’s arm snake his way around her waist as the boy bit on her nipple and started suckling at it. “Ouch! Spike… no… don’t… aaah!”

“You’re a bad girl, too,” Spike said, letting go of Pinkie’s nipple. He leaned his head towards her ear and whispered, “Spying on me and my gym teacher like that. Bet you wanted to join, didn’t you?”

“Oh, yeah… I wanted you so much,” Pinkie admitted as Spike licked and bit her nipples. “Spikey-Wikey… my girls… bite them… punish me…”

Spike silenced Pinkie with a kiss, squeezing her breasts with his hands. He quickly let go of her lips and quickly began sucking on her breasts, pulling at her nipples with his teeth. Hearing Pinkie howl in pleasure gave Spike the incentive to give her more pleasure, using one of his hands to play with her clit while he used the other to pet Marble’s head, encouraging her to suck faster. Spike couldn’t help but feel lighter than air, experiencing an erotic high as the two women gave him loving attention. He then felt a tongue licking the inside of his ear. Spike shifted his eyes and saw that Limestone had recovered. He gritted his teeth as the older Pie sister bit into his ear before licking again. Spike moved away from Pinkie’s breasts and kissed Limestone thoroughly as he was getting close to climaxing.

“You girls… are really… oh, man… I’m cumming,” Spike grunted as he came inside Marble’s mouth, his seed overflowing the youngest Pie sister’s mouth.

Marble savored the taste of Spike’s seed in her mouth, swallowing as much of it inside her throat. She licked her lips for any remaining cum and then got up, seeing that her sisters had kept Spike busy while she was pleasuring him. Marble got the young man’s attention when she hefted her breasts, as if offering them to him. When Spike beckoned to her, Marble approached him, pushed her sisters out of the way and hugged his head, burying it in her breasts. She began to moan loudly as Spike started to lick and suck on her breasts, hearing him moan in approval. Marble used her momentum to push Spike onto the bed, though she kept hugging Spike’s head so he could continue to play with her breasts. She stayed like that, cherishing the young man’s touch as she felt her loins getting wetter.

Feeling his strength coming back to him, Spike managed to turn things around and pinned Marble to the bed. Feeling that he did enough with the woman’s breasts, Spike quickly went down on Marble, splitting her legs apart and licking away at her wet slit. Hearing the youngest Pie sister moaning her pleasure made him quicken his licking, even managing to bite her clit. Spike was really savoring Marble’s taste as the juices kept pouring into his mouth. He heard Marble’s breathing quicken and knew that the woman was ready for something else.

Spike let go of Marble’s womanhood and lay on the bed, his manhood erect once again. He smiled at the curious Marble and motioned her to get on top. The woman did so as she positioned her slit towards Spike’s shaft. Marble lowered herself slowly and let out a groan as she felt Spike’s erection enter her. The teenager felt the tightness around his member, gritting his teeth as he willed himself not to cum too soon. Spike soon began to hump Marble, starting slow as he wanted to get used to Marble’s entrance before moving faster. Seeing the woman with a pleased look on her face, playing with her breasts and clit made the teenager go at it with more vigor, wanting so badly to cum inside her.

“Spikey… play with me… make me cum, too,” Pinkie begged as she straddle Spike face, making him see her wet slit. She cried out as she felt his tongue licking away at it. “Ooh… Spikey… taste me… I love your tongue…”

Limestone then proceeded to straddled Spike’s waist and grabbed Marble’s. She kissed her little sister hard on the lips, slipping her tongue inside her mouth, tasting whatever leftover cum was inside her mouth. When she was done, Limestone let go of Marble’s mouth, grabbed her face and glared her.

“That’s for taking some of Spike’s sperm away from me,” growled Limestone.

“I’m sorry...” Marble said ashamedly.

“I bet you are,” scoffed Limestone as she forcefully planted her lips on Marble again.

Spike continued to hump Marble while licking at Pinkie’s leaking slit. He felt Marble getting wetter around his member as he himself was getting close. After a few more thrusts, Spike finally unloaded into Marble, shooting his seed inside her. He also felt her insides squeeze his shaft tightly, feeling that she came with him. Spike could also feel his face being drenched by Pinkie’s juices. He licked his lips in order to taste the energetic Pie sister’s present to him. Spike then gave Pinkie’s butt a light slap, signalling to get off him. He sat up and saw Marble and Limestone in an embrace. He smiled and kissed Limestone lovingly. The eldest Pie sister moved away and allowed the teenager to kiss Marble, embracing her tired body. The kiss only lasted for a moment before Spike let go of Marble’s lips and smiled at her.

“You did good,” Spike complimented.

“I… love… you,” Marble said breathlessly, embracing Spike.

It was then that Spike felt a pair of arms embrace him from behind, feeling a pair of breasts on his back. He moved his head until he saw Pinkie’s face. He didn’t get a chance to say anything as the woman’s lips were on his. Spike melted into the kiss, letting the mischievous Pie sister take the lead. He moaned as he felt Pinkie feel his chest playfully brush against her nipples. Spike was enjoying Pinkie’s attentions so much that he almost didn’t notice one of her hands going down. He knew what the woman was up to and made no motion to stop her, preferring to lean back on Pinkie’s chest and feel her breasts. The young man grunted when Pinkie reached her goal, grabbing a hold of his spent dick and jacking it up. After a few seconds, Spike felt a surge as his dick suddenly sprung, hardening under Pinkie’s touch. All he could think about was how wet it felt, his shaft coated in Marble’s juices as well as his own spunk. Pinkie continued to tug at it and Spike wanted to cum again. He was denied release as Pinkie let go, lifting her hand and offering it to Marble and Limestone. Spike then saw Pinkie’s sisters take her hand and began to lick and suck on her fingers, tasting the juices with loud moans. The sight had somehow made the young man’s shaft go even stiffer, and when two women were done, he almost went wild as Marble and Limestone began to make out, using their tongues to taste the inside of their lips as they fondled each others’ breasts.

Pinkie let go of Spike’s lips and whispered, “They’ll be busy for a bit. You can play with me in the meantime.”

Spike didn’t waste any time as he got Pinkie to get on all fours. As much as he wanted to mount the woman, he couldn’t refuse her request to play with her. He began with inserting two fingers inside her wet entrance and feeling her folds. When Spike heard Pinkie groan in approval, the young man continued his fingering motion, making her even more wet. He then used his other hand to fondle Pinkie’s breasts, giving the nipples a pinch. Spike could see that Pinkie was getting warmed up as time went on, culminating in the woman climaxing on his hand. Wanting more, the teenager got behind Pinkie and started to lick at her wet pussy, squeezing and pinching her buttocks. Hearing the woman groan in pleasure made Spike lick even faster, prompting him to use one of his hands to pinch Pinkie’s clitoris. After a few moments, Pinkie climaxed once again, but Spike felt that he wasn’t done. He positioned himself to grip Pinkie’s butt and began to tease her entrance with his shaft, making her moan and whine in anticipation, but not giving her the satisfaction yet. Spike smirked as he saw Pinkie wiggle her bottom as if to say ‘get it over with’.

“Spike… don’t be a meanie,” Pinkie begged as she looked back at Spike with tears streaming from her eyes. “I want it so bad… please… I’ll be a good girl, I promise…”

“Such a pervie girl,” Spike teased, giving Pinkie’s butt a slight slap. “What is it that you want, exactly?”

“You know what I want.”

“I want you to say it.”

“Spikey-wikey, please….”

“C’mon, Pinkie. What did you want since this morning?”

“I… want… Spike… oh, my… I want it…”

“I’m waiting, Ms. Pie.”

“Your dick! I want your big, yummy dick in me! Fill me up, please!”

Spike obliged as he stuck his shaft inside Pinkie’s entrance. Once again, the young man felt a tightness surrounding his stiff member that threatened to make him cum prematurely. He resisted as he began to thrust inside the woman’s pussy, making her groan in pleasure. Spike made his thrusts slow, wanting to enjoy Pinkie’s grip a bit longer. He then began to alternate between going fast and slow, practically wanting the woman to beg him to come inside her. Spike was surprised when Pinkie looked back at him with a pouty look, her lip quivering.

“Spike… don’t you like me?” asked Pinkie with a bit of innocence.

“I love you lots, Pinkie,” Spike assured as he continued to thrust inside of Pinkie.

“I promised to be a girl… why won’t you cum for me… I… promised… ah… ooh….”

“Good things come… to good girls who wait.”

“But… I want your creamy… your dreamy creamy…”

Marble and Limestone, who were still in an embrace after their make out session, saw what was happening between Spike and Pinkie and decided to join them. They both got into position under their sister’s jiggling breasts and each woman grabbed a hold of one. Marble and Limestone began to lick at Pinkie’s erect nipples, making her moan even louder. They then began to suck on the breasts, as if wanting to extract any milk inside them. Marble and Limestone could tell that Pinkie was at her limit and they decided to play with their clits while still giving their sister some mouth play on her breasts.

“No… I can’t take it… I’m going crazy!” Pinkie screamed, the pleasurable sensations getting to her.

“I’m gonna cum… Pinkie, your pussy is so good,” Spike grunted as he thrust even faster inside Pinkie.

Finally, Spike climaxed inside of Pinkie’s womanhood, filling her up until it overflowed. A few seconds passed before the spent teenager collapsed on top of Pinkie, trying to catch his breath. He instinctively spooned the tired woman, holding her in his arms. Spike heard Pinkie giggle and kissed her on the neck while he fondled her breasts, causing her to gasp. The young man felt someone embrace him from behind and looked back to see that it was Limestone, who nibbled on his neck. Then he saw that Marble had also joined in, embracing Pinkie from the front. The younger Pie sister kissed her lovingly, making her groan. They continued to bask in the glow of what they experienced, embracing each other.

Marble let go of Pinkie’s lips and shyly said, “Thank you… you’re the best.”

“Well… I do try to throw a great party,” Pinkie said with a smile.

“You girls were great,” sighed Spike, giving Pinkie’s breasts a squeeze..

“I… guess you do know how to make a woman happy,” admitted Limestone.

Spike smiled, relieved that everyone involved were happy with the outcome of this little private party.

An hour later, Spike and Pinkie were standing in the alley that led to the back entrance of Sugar Cube Corner. He was deep in thought at what happened throughout the day. Iris Dash, his stepmother, and now the Pie sisters. He blushed as he chided himself for taking on so many women in a single day. Spike sighed as he looked up at the darkened sky, noting how late it was. He knew that his stepmom would have words for him for coming home at such an hour. Still, in his mind, he had a great night and spent it with loved ones.

“Thanks for the party,” Spike said, hugging Pinkie.

“Glad you enjoyed it,” Pinkie sighed appreciatively, hugging Spike back. “Great games… and loving company. Just what a party is supposed to be.”

“I’ll see you soon, Ms. Pie.”

“And you too, Mr. Drake.”

Spike and Pinkie kissed each other before letting go. Pinkie then walked with a sway in her hips before looking back at Spike, giving the young man a wink before walking inside the bakery and closing the door. Spike sighed again before grabbing his bike and exiting the alley. Before he could get on his bike, he spotted Vice Principal Luna, a knowing smile on her face as she leaned on the front door of Sugar Cube Corner. Spike could also see Luna’s car parked nearby and noted he was still a bit tired from the experience and gave the woman a goofy smile before rubbing the back of his head.

“I wouldn’t mind a ride, Vice Principal,” Spike spoke softly.

“I think you’ve been on enough rides, Mr. Drake,” smirked Luna before going to her car and opened the passenger door for Spike. “But I guess one more wouldn’t hurt.”

Spike blushed as he went to the car, tied his bike to the back of the car and got inside, closing the door behind him. He leaned back and closed his eyes after Luna started the car engine, starting to fall asleep.

‘Finally… what a day,’ Spike thought before he gave in to his slumber.

Luna gave Spike one final smile before driving into the night.

Author's Note

What a doozy of a chapter! Anyway, props to Wildcard25 and F14m3rz for pre-reading and editing duties. I'd also want to thank you, the readers, for your patience in waiting for this chapter.

Peace out!!