Bumbling through my Education

Bonus Scenes

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Fillydelphia certainly wasn’t exactly what Bumble had expected. First finding out what his soon to be… No, currently was. Dusty Rose was right. In every sense of the word Honeypot was his wife now. She was pregnant, in fact he was certain that all of his mares were pregnant. He leaned back against the wall of the public pool house his herd and his new inlaws had chosen to come to.

Looking out at the group playing in the water he shook his head. It wasn’t that he couldn’t swim, but he wasn’t much in the mood to swim. He started to get up when he heard somepony fall. Getting up he walked into the room to see a mare standing there. She stood, slowly, her silvery coat shimmered in the light, almost as if it was covered with water, her cobalt blue hair did much the same.

There was a single large ruby pendant that she wore around her neck, and she looked a little lost. Of course his eyes also took in the fact that she was completely nude. Her body shape was lithe, small framed, with breasts that would be less than a handful, but her hips were something that certainly gained his attention. They were nice and wide, the kind of hips meant for birthing foals. Realizing he was staring he looked away.

“Sorry,” he said.

“Wh...Who’s there?”

He looked back at her, and then he noticed it. Her eyes were grayish, but she had no pupils. At least none he could see. She was for all rights and purposes blind. He walked toward her.

“I’m here.”

She let out a sigh, “Thank the moon. Please, could you help me? I’m not sure where I am.”

He nodded, and he noticed that her red jewel was glowing. She let out a soft moan.

“Oh… Oh my, that’s quite nice.”

“Are...Are you okay?”

She nodded, a sly smile crossing her face, “I am. I’m sorry, my name is Bagatelle Addolorato, and yo are?”

He gave her his hand, letting her steady herself, “Bumble Hooves.”

She grinned at his voice, “Well, it appears that I am in your debt Bumble Hooves,” she leaned toward where she heard his voice, her free hand coming up and finding his cheek. She kissed his lips, and she felt the hesitation on him.

This was what she wanted. A good stallion, a virile stallion, and one that carried the love of so many mares. Well, carried their love, and also carried the strife associated with them. It felt so delicious simply rolling off of him.

“Wait… I…”

She smiled at him, “I know, and it’s okay. I’d assume that you’re allowed to take on herd members?”

He nodded before he realized that she couldn’t see it, “Ummm, yes.”

She grinned, went to her knees, and felt for his pants. Before he could say a word she was nuzzling his sizable cock, “Then consider me willing to date.”

With that she unbutton his pants, lowered them, and fished out his cock. She couldn’t see it, but she could feel it, and for a moment she felt frightened. It was huge! She licked her lips, unsure if she really wanted to go through with this. But everything she felt from him was right, and besides, her own sisters blinded her and sent her here. She found what she wanted to begin with.

A herd that would feed her need of negative energy, ponies to adore her, and a massive cock to worship for all eternity. She leaned forward, taking the very tip into her mouth, and began use her tongue to circle it before taking more of him in. She felt his hands on her head, and she let him guide her deeper. It was at her throat, and this was where she stopped. She pulled back, unwilling to go that far, not yet.

“Bumble?”

She turned toward the new voice. Sighing she stood, and cleared her throat. She touched her pendant, feeling the charm that kept her in check.

“Don’t blame him,” she softly sang as she neared the voice of the mare, “Don’t blame me,” she continued as she touched the velvety smooth texture of her fur, the fullness of her breasts, and she leaned forward finding her lips, kissing her, causing the mare to moan deeply. She broke the kiss and leaned back, “Blame the timing, the sky, blame some other guy, but know that I want him, and you, and your herd…”

Whatever she was going to say was cut off. She felt her mouth attacked, and that was certainly not what she expected. She breathed out in a moan as the other mare broke the kiss. She felt two hands on her hips, on the musical notes that were her cutie marks. Suddenly felt felt herself being brought to the floor, her muzzle against something that tasted very much like a mare who was ready to skip right to the good part.

“Bumble, she wants to join the herd,” she said, “So, let's do this right.”

“Okay Honeypot.”

She felt two gentle hands on her thighs, a muzzle between them, and then she felt a tongue going inside of her. She let out a small squeak, and then she felt hands on the back of her head. Realizing what was going on, she began to suckle against the lips of the mare in front of her. Her tongue finding her nub, and she slowly suckled on that.

“Oh Sweet Celestia you’re good at that.”

She couldn’t answer, but soon she felt something. Something massive at the entrance of her pussy. Before she could say a word she felt it sliding into her. She let out another moan. She could feel her mind losing the focus of what she wanted. Her focus began to change, to switch, and see what it was she really wanted. She wanted this stallion to rut her day and night, and she wanted this mare to put her in her place.

Her sisters might have decided to cast her off, but they did her a favor. She felt something happening, hands around her hips gripped her tighter and she let out a moan into the mare she was pleasuring.

Bumble felt her pussy milking him, wanting him to fill her, and he was still not quite all of the way inside of her. He gripped her hips, thrust forward, and he felt his cock slip into her womb. She let out a long moan as he seated himself. He pulled back and continued to thrust into her. She grunted, moaned, and her hips matched his thrusts. He didn’t notice the similarities between her and an old lesson Twilight had taught him about some of the beings in Equestria.

It didn’t occur to him that she wasn’t exactly a pony in the strictest sense, but what did matter, what he did realize was that she was rutting him back as hard as he was rutting her. Her plump, bubble like, rump was slapping against him with each stroke. He felt himself seated so deeply in her, and the desire to claim her became all consuming. He wanted her, to claim her, to have her as one of his mares. Thoughts that he worked toward, but didn’t always come to automatically.

Instead he needed to have her. He pulled from her, hearing her whining moan as he let her empty, and his cock touched her tailhole. He pushed forward, and she grunted as he slipped inside. He pushed forward and she flinched. He stopped, letting her get used to the size, and his fingers found her click, gently stroking it. She let out a soft moan before he pushed deeper into her rectum. They continued like this until he was completely seated in her. He pulled back, and then thrust forward. She felt herself being lifted, and the mare she had been eating out was now kissing her. She leaned against this stallion, riding his cock with her tail hole, and it uncomfortable, but not terrible. Her tail was off to the side, immobile, but not harmed. And she felt the kissing lips of the mare move down her.

“Oh… Oh please… Please…” she whimpered.

She felt his cock thrusting harder and harder into her, and then she felt him explode. She fell forward, the mare out of the way, and she breathed hard.

“Bagatelle,” Bumble whispered, “I believe you’re welcomed into the herd.”

She smiled, “Thank you.”

She felt his lips on her neck, “Of course, you should know, our other herdmates are going to want to welcome you, so, be prepared.”

Over the course of the next two hours Bagatelle found just how flexible she was. Finally she felt two sets of hands, one guiding a fake cock into her mouth, and another guiding one into her now well rutted pussy. She moaned as they began to take her. She loved the feeling of them taking her. Of their being rough with her. She wanted to keep feeling it, to feel so adored. Finally, she felt her final orgasm, the one that claimed her waking mind, and she went limp.

Majira smiled at Luna. The Princess of the Night pulled out from behind the new addition. She stood, and looked at Bumble.

“Beloved, you’ve brought together so many different ponies into this herd.”

He nodded, “I know, she looks like an Earth Pony, but I felt magic stirring when she started to sing.”

Luna smiled as she lifted the young mare up and cradled her, “The answer is simple Beloved. She is a Siren. I believe that Twilight Sparkle knows more about them than I, but I recall Star Swirl’s writing on them, specifically about their claiming ponies as a herd.”

“So, no problems?”

She shook her head, “I think not, but again, perhaps we should consult Twilight.”

Author's Note

(AN: And here's the newest addition. I wanted to let everyone know that Bumbling is getting closer to the end. The story itself is nearing it's climax - heh heh - and it will soon be there. There's about three more herd members, a wedding, and then an epilogue that's on its way. So, thank you, all of you, for reading this. You all rock!

• RJP)