Bumbling through my Education

Chapter 11: Majira Upepo

Vivid jade pools watched the stallion as he smiled with the mares around him. Those same jade pools had witnessed something their owner had swore to never do. They had witnessed as she worked on a brew to show her a possible future. The potion was a mixed blessing. It allowed one to see the future, to see what could happen, but it also allowed that same being the possibility of altering it somehow. She was not a true shaman, and she never would be. That was not her path, and she accepted it. Besides, she was unsure if she could rhyme all of the time.

Her striped muzzle broke into a grin as she considered the fact that even in her thoughts she was rhyming. Still, the potion had pointed her here, to this stallion, this stallion that she understood would be deep in her snatch by the end of the day. She felt a tingle running down her spine as she watched him. He was reserved, neurotic, but there was the hints of his coming out of it. She could see how acted among those that obviously were lovers. Traces of her vision was still there.

She could see his impressive length, she could feel it sliding into her, the way he kissed her, called her his pretty mare. She absently let her right hand disappear below the elastic strap of her yoga pants. She felt odd, not wearing panties, but the vision said she would be unguarded here, that it would be ready for him, and she wanted to follow this vision. She was prepared to meet her mate, her other half, and her entire coming to Equestria had been because her older sister explained that she had seen a vision of her finding her happiness here.

Majira, steady, and walk or crawl. He is the one meant to be inside me. Do not doubt, do not pout, just go toward him, and fill his lusts to the brim.

She giggled at her thoughts again. It was tradition after all for all Zebra mares to speak in rhyme until twenty-one years time. She moved, her body under her sky blue v-neck shirt and black yoga pants was completely bare. This was something she needed, she wanted, and she so desired. She neared them and then stopped as she saw them heading toward the train. Her eyes widened in fear. She had the papers to be here, in Canterlot, but only here. She bit her lip, danced on her hooves, and finally she moved toward the end of the train, checking to see if no one was paying attention, and crawled into the caboose.

She could smell the mixture of various things inside of this train car used for mail. Tobacco, stale sweets, glue, dust, old leather, canvas, and sex. She at first thought it was her. After all she had been burying two fingers up inside of her snatch, but it wasn’t her smell. No, it was faint, almost as if from days before. The smell was certainly mare in origin, and it smelled as if it had happened earlier in the day, but she could tell very little else.

She slowly crawled into a corner, pulling her legs up around her chest, and waited as the train lurched forward. The rhythmic movement of the train began to lull her into a restful promise of sleep. She struggled against it, unwilling to let sleep take her until she could see where the one she had seen in her vision exited the train. She felt the gentle rocking of the car, the sound of the tracks under it, and the faint smells of the caboose were simply too much for her.

The jade pools that were her eyes slowly closed, and soon she found the deep blackness of sleep. Sleep, and then a dream. Her visions were something so clear, so perfect, but this put them to shame. She was lying on a bed, on one end of her was the stallion she was after, the other was one of the Princesses. Her mouth hung open as the Princess pushed a cock into her mouth, making her swallow it, and at the opposite end she felt her stallion filling her.

Her breasts bounced in time, each thrust causing her to moan lewdly in pleasure. She felt so full, and she was so relieved that she had given herself to him, and to her. Suddenly the dream switched. She was in a chamber that she’d never seen before. Before her was the Princess of the Night. She didn’t look upset, or angry, but rather her teal colored eyes looked intrigued.

“I’ve heard of the vision potion from Princess Twilight Sparkle. She had taken some from her friend, Zecora. I was unaware that it could work for any other than Alicorns.”

She bowed, giving the respect she believed the Lunar Diarch deserved.

“The potion is strongest it is true, when it is taken by one of you. But future visions it will give, to any who drink and yet still live.”

Luna’s eyes widened, “It could be a poison?”

She looked at the ground, “To one that is immortal no, it simply causes visions and makes one to the restroom, go. But to one who lives their life as a flame, it can take everything, even their name.”

Luna stepped toward her, resting a hand on her shoulder, “Then, why would you want to drink it?”

She looked at her, “My sister did drink, and her visions made me think. For if Happiness here I was to find, then perhaps visions I trust should be mine.”

Luna grinned at her, “I see. And your visions have led you to Bumble.”

She nodded and shuffled her hoof. Luna smiled and sat upon the bed, “We are going to Ponyville to speak to Princess Twilight Sparkle. While we are there Bumble is going to meet with some old friends. Collect a few things for his medical golems, and do some work. I will not hinder your chances at joining our herd. But I will explain that in order to date him, you must be willing to date us all. That is the rule sat down by my alpha, and yours should you join.”

Majira smiled softly, “Never did I expect to see, a princess accept another rule so willingly.”

Luna laughed, “The law, the rules of the land, those are still up to mine sister and myself, but in our herd, I happily submit to my alpha. She is kind, and has shown me great love. I would not have joined their herd if it was not so.”

Slowly, Luna stood, and Majira realized that both of them were completely nude. Luna stretched out a hand to her. Majira, stepped forward, seemingly a little worried, but that worry was soon dispelled as she felt the Lunar Diarch kiss her muzzle tenderly. She felt herself being seated on the edge of the bed, a gentle hand directed her to lay back, and then she felt her legs open. She gasped as she felt a tongue find her nethers.

Majira moaned as she felt the tongue, wide and powerful, move into her like a snake. She felt fingers softly grasping her thighs, and she turned her head breathing out soft moans as she continued to feel the wonderful ministrations of the Lunar Diarch. She felt her hips begin to buck forward, forcing more of Luna’s tongue into her, “Kula yangu, kula yangu huru yangu!”

Luna’s ears twitched, and no longer was she satisfied with simply making this young mare moan and squirm from her ministrations. She desperately wanted to make her orgasm all over her muzzle. She wanted to make this young mare awaken with her garments positively soaked from her orgasm, and she needed to do it soon.

She could feel the dream world she had created starting to fracture. Not because of the young mare, but because of how close they were to Ponyville. The young mare moaned over, and over, until she felt Luna separate from her. She looked up, her jade pools questioning until she saw the harness along with the massive cock appear on her.

She felt Luna’s magic lift her, turn her over, and her tail was moved out of the way. Then she felt Luna press forward. Majira felt her pussy stretch to take the massive cock, and she let out a moan she didn’t realize she was even able to hold. It sounded of love, of lust, of need, and of being so full.

She looked over her shoulder at Luna, “Mama yandu mpendwa giza!”

Luna bucked her hips pushing the remaining four inches into her making Majira cry out again. She felt hot breath at her ear, a gentle kiss, and hands on her hips and her tribal marks. The sign of the sun and the wind present on her hips, indicating her destiny, her name, her family, and all rolled into one phrase. Those hands that touched those marks gripped them, sending shudders down her spine.

“Cum for me, cum for your Night Mother.”

“AHHHH!” Luna felt the warm splash of Majira’s orgasm. She held the Zebra mare for a few moments until the orgasm was past. Gently she let go, letting the young mare’s body awaken, and she ended the dream.

Majira moaned as she awaken, the smell of sex now very present in the small confined place. She felt her yoga pants slick with her juices, and she realized that she would need to change. Unfortunately, she had not planned on taking a train out of the town she was allowed to roam freely inside of. She slowly made her way to a window, quickly looking out, and there she saw the stallion her vision had shown her.

She also saw the Princess of the Night that had welcomed her in her own way. She felt the phantom pleasure that remained inside of her. Her nethers trembled at the memories of the dream Luna had crafted for them. She bit her lip, snuck off of the train, and tried to blend in with crowd. Had this been Canterlot her plan would have worked. So many various citizens of the world traveled to Canterlot, and other major cities, that such visitors were seldom paid much attention to.

That was not the case here. Eyes turned toward her, she stood, thankful her yoga pants were black, and looked at the group of ponies looking at her. She knew right away the smell of sex would undoubtedly be upon her, but she tried to smile, appear friendly, and began to move from the train only to find a hand grasping her shoulder.

“You didn’t purchase a ticket, did you?”

She turned toward the stallion. He stood in a brown pair of Cargo pants, a dirty yellow shirt adorned his chest, a bullwhip was coiled up on his side, and a brown felt Fedora adorned his head. His chin had the makings of a beard, and he looked angry. She tried to break loose, but his grip tightened, “No Ticket!”

“Please no harm I mean you, but Please no harm to me do!”

He began to pull her back when something stopped him. The magical light was golden, and it slowly pulled her from his grasp. In place of her six bits floated into his hand.

“Please, that’s enough for the trip, maybe just this once you can overlook it?”

He looked at the stallion, rolled his eyes, and stepped back onto the train.

“At least it wasn’t snakes. I hate snakes.”

Released, and now facing the stallion she so desired, Majira felt a combination of things. One of which was the faint idea of hiding. She knew that he, and his mares, most likely smelled the scent of sex upon her. She shuffled a bit before he gave her a slight grin and walked toward her. Behind him she could see the understanding face of Princess Luna, the smile there wasn’t mean spirited, but rather it seemed inviting.

She stood, uncertain of what to say, or what to do, but instead she found the gentle hands of this stallion taking her own. He didn’t look upset, or unsettled, and he didn’t seem judgemental. Instead he seemed kind.

“We’ve got a few things to do, but you’re welcome to come along. I think that you’re about my sister’s size, well, my older sister, and I’m fairly sure she won’t mind if we stop by our house, get you some clothes to wear, and wash those. That is if you want.”

She nodded, not finding the words to answer him with.

“Bumble, beloved, I fear that I must go to the castle. Mine Sister, Cadence and her family, and a portion of the guard have already went there,” Luna said before she kissed his cheek, “However, I would be thrilled for you to help this mare. She’s special, and I believe interested in all of us.”

Majira blushed heavily as Luna turned and walked with several of the guards, leaving five to escort them to Bumble’s home in Ponyville. Majira seemed on edge, slightly, until they got closer to the house. Once there Bumble smiled at the guards following them, “Ummm… you’re all welcomed to come inside, but if you don’t mind try not to mess up mom’s stuff. She worked really hard to get everything.”

There was a collection of nods, and the group stepped into the house. Flagrante wasn’t exactly sure what she expected, but the charming little home wasn’t exactly it. There was nothing wrong with it, and it certainly helped put some things into perspective. Bumble was kind, good natured, and sweet because of who he was, and how he was brought up. Just standing in the living room she could feel the sense of home and security here.

This was a Pegasus’ home. It felt welcoming, but at the same time there was evidence of nesting throughout the home itself. It added to the charm of the small two story house. She felt somepony grab her tail, and she let out a soft lewd moan. Her eyes turned toward Pina who was smiling. She rolled her eyes before she felt it again and she leaned forward, pressing her rump out. She felt the Earth Pony touching her dock, moving toward her tailhole, and she bit her lip. She waited, expecting to feel her pant suit removed, to be eaten out right there, in front of everypony, but instead Pina stopped.

Flagrante let out a soft whimpering moan of displeasure. She so wanted her new lovers, any of them, all of them, especially Bumble, to use her. Instead Pina leaned against her, her hand finding Flagrante’s silk blouse, moving it out of her black pinstriped dress pants, and she her fingers brushed against the bare breast that waited, and longed for, Bumble’s touch. Pina’s warm breath floated over Flagrante’s ear.

“Want me to continue?”

Flagrante nodded, “Yes, please…”

Her legs were rubbing together, gently massaging the inner walls of her love tunnel. She felt Pina’s fingers tracing the outline of her sex, her eyes were ready to roll into the back of her head, she was ready for this, and she wanted it to keep happening.

“Help me convince Bumble to bring her,” she pointed to Majira, “Into the herd.”

Flagrante looked confused at her, “She’s interested in us, she obviously wants to join us, and besides that, I know that Pinchy thinks she beautiful. And honestly, I’d love to see Bumble fuck her silly.”

Flagrante had to agree that seeing Bumble bending that Zebra over the counter, ramming his massive cock up into her, hearing her cry out in her native language, it sounded like a wonderful way to spend what started as a rather mundane trip. Oh, there was certainly some business to attend to while she was here. One of the few stores she did business within more rural areas was Barnyard Bargains. She had received more than enough business from Spoiled Rich to warrant the agreement, but she had noticed a nice spike in her business after agreeing to allow Spoiled to sell a limited selection of Bad Gryphon toys at her location.

It was an equally beneficial arrangement. She was able to sell to ponies that enjoyed walking into a shop and purchasing the toy of their choice, but might not want to take a trip to Canterlot just to get a toy, and Spoiled was able to enjoy a discount on all of the merchandise that she decided to order. She’d heard that Spoiled’s husband, Filthy, was a little against the idea at first, but since there was no further complaints she assumed that he became fine with it after seeing the rise in profits.

She knew that for most ponies, not all naturally, but most, a little extra jingle in their pockets often made all of the difference in the world. Still, they would, from what Luna said, be here at least three days. During which the University found itself getting four days off for study, and relaxation, and her employees at Bad Gryphon were more than capable of handling the mundane day to day sales.

That left today wide open for some debauchery with her herd. She personally so no reason not to include the zebra mare. Her eyes went to Bumble as he showed the younger mare where the clothes washer was, and a quick look at it told her that for a Hearth’s Warming present to her future mother-in-law a newer, and far better, washing machine needed to be purchased. She could easily see that it was an old model, most likely removed from a different house because it simply used too much energy, only washed in cold water, and seemed to be worn out in places.

Bumble felt Flagrante’s eyes on him as he showed Majira the washing machine. To help out he took to doing most of the laundry at home, when he was here, and he knew right away that the machine tended to be fairly temperamental. Especially when it came to the wringer. Majira paid attention as he explained it, and then he turned on the valve for the hot water. It began to fill the open tub with the long black agitator right in the middle. Bumble grabbed the powder detergent, and he turned back to see Majira stripping off. His eyes widened at the beautiful sight before him.

She was fit, but there was jiggly parts in the right places. Her breasts were just more than handfuls, her plump rump certainly drew his attention, and he stood there uncertain of what to do. She handed him her clothes, her creamy jade eyes looking him over. He gave a small smile, quickly put them into the washing machine, activated the mana battery, and watched as it began to come to life. He put the lid on it, and then looked back at her.

He expected her to cover herself, or look away, but instead she moved closer. The smell of sex, cinnamon, and mint practically flowed off of her. She touched his face with her hands, and he felt her kiss him. It was tender, sweet, and then he felt her arms around his neck. His arms moved around her waist, pulling her against him, and she let out a small surprised gasp as she felt the thickness of his cock against her. She looked at him, her face full of lust and worry. Finally she looked down.

“Visions I have of you, It is you I love, I do, but monster I almost fear, for I doubt it can fit in my rear.”

There was a small snicker, and she looked over her shoulder at Pina and Flagrante.

“Trust me, it will fit, and Bumble will be careful and loving. If you’re okay with it, and Bumble wants to, I believe we would like to watch.”

Majira nodded, knowing that she had to date all of them. The next few minutes found her in a room, with a bed that just barely big enough for two ponies. She looked at Bumble as he undressed, his massive cock springing up, and part of her wanted to run out of the room. She wasn’t lying when she said she was afraid. He was her first. She worried if it would fit, if it could fit, but instead of running she laid back.

She felt her legs open, and she felt his tongue going to work on her. Luna had been skilled, she knew how to make her feel good, but Bumble, while not as skilled, was doing everything in his power to make her feel at ease. She moaned as she felt his tongue going deep into her, and she let out a soft moan as his magic began to gently tug at her nipples. Her head turned toward to door to see four of the five mares she would be sharing him with. She could see them getting undressed, their hands pleasuring one another, and she let out a soft moan as she felt his magic split. Her nipples were still getting attention, making it harder to resist the euphoric feelings he was giving her, but then she felt something gently probing her tailhole. She let out a soft moan as he pulled away, and she looked at it, at the massive dong that was about to split her nethers for the first time.

He pressed against her, and she sucked in her breath as he began to push into her. Bumble felt himself slowly sliding into her, and then he felt resistance. It was barely there, just barely, and he pulled back out and thrust forward. She let out a shrill cry and he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. Her legs went around him, and he felt her trembling.

“If you want to stop, we will,” he whispered soothingly to her, his hands gently rubbing against her back.

She shook her head, and she felt him slowly moving again. The pain was leaving her, and she began to feel what her aunt had told her was the most wonderful feeling in the world. She began to grunt as he thrust into her, each thrust fitting more of his cock into her. Finally she felt his balls against her rump, and she realized that she had that entire monster inside of her. She felt so full, so amazingly full, and part of her realized that she wanted to feel this way for the rest of her life.

She wanted, no needed to feel Bumble inside of her as often as she could get him to fill her. She closed her eyes, loving the experience he was giving her, feeling the lust and love she had seen in her vision. What Princess Luna had done wetted her appetite, but it did nothing to satisfy it. She realized now that the satisfaction she would need, and want, would come from Bumble’s massive cock inside of her.

She could feel him, in her womb, and she let out a soft moan as he got close.

“Please,” she moaned, “Fill me.”

He didn’t hold back, and she felt her womb fill with his life giving seed. Her belly pooched out as her womb filled to capacity and then some. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, hanging lazily off to the side. She could see the others, moving toward the bed, and she felt herself being kissed. A husky voice, full of need, whispered in her ear, “Welcome to our herd.”

She didn’t realize how long she was loved, but she did know when it was done. Her entire body felt crusty. She was sandwiched in between ponies, and she felt Bumble behind her. His arm around her, his massive cock sandwiched inside of her rump, but not in her tailhole. She felt loved, accepted, and happy. Her sister’s vision was true. She did find happiness here, but it was strange. Her vision also included a Pegasus. She was light yellow, with a white mane that was in a Prench Braid, and green eyes just a shade darker than her own. She hadn’t seen her, and she wondered, if perhaps it was simply a herd member they hadn’t found yet.

Author's Note

(AN: Big thanks to Adeste for going over the previous chapters and editing them. I'm going to be going back through and putting the edited chapters up before too long. Although I wanted to get this chapter out today. Thanks everybody to reading, favoring, and liking this story.

Edit: Super Thanks to Adeste for going ahead and editing this chapter for us! Thank you Adeste!)