Bumbling through my Education

Bumbling through my Education

Chapter 6: A Mother’s concern, The Love of good Mares, and Royal interest

Bumble lay in his bed, that was no longer occupied by the Lunar Pegasus that Whet had brought back to the dorm room, and he kept his eyes closed. He kept them closed as he heard the sound of his sisters, since Amethyst had long since shown up, Honeypot, Berry Pinch, Pina Colada, and Whet. He didn’t want to face them. Not after they looked at the letter, he knew they did, Dinky would, and she’d know what had happened.

Amethyst knew, but she was decent about it, and she wouldn’t tell Honeypot. He wanted to groan, but he kept that inside. Would Honeypot be disappointed, or not want to be with him after she found out that he had let Flagrante Delicto make a mold of his… his well, horse apples, his cock. There, finally, the word he’d been avoiding was out in his mind. His cock, his shaft, his dick, his junk, his mare orgasm inducing sweet dick. The last one almost made him giggle.

He laid there, not wanting to draw attention to himself as he slowly tried to think of a way out of this. He could hear the others in the room, but he didn’t realize what they were talking about, or how they were responding to the news of his sudden brush with wealth.

“He’s still out of it,” Whet said as he looked at Bumble who was facing away from them.

In truth Whet was just a little jealous. He’d gotten a similar deal from Flagrante, and while it certainly allowed him to leave in relative ease on campus it didn’t deliver what equaled to a full ride scholarship for the next six semesters. He glanced down at his own junk, wondering if maybe there was something wrong with it, and then he considered what he’d seen of Bumble’s and shook his head.

Nothing wrong with it boyo. It’s a healty specimen, damned fine one, but it just isn’t Minotaur sized. No reason to get all bent out of shape. Plenty of mares like this size. he thought as he looked at the mares in the room, Least, fairly sure that plenty do.

“I still can't get over this,” Honeypot said as she held the check, “I mean he got paid this from a mold?”

Whet cleared his throat, “A mold that is producing several lifelike dildo’s love. Dildo’s that are going to be introduced to noble mares, and stallions, and of course other ponies as well.”

Honeypot’s muzzle wrinkled for a moment, but then she sighed, “You know what? It’s okay. Really, it’s okay. They’re not actually getting his cock, thank Celestia, and it’s making him some money that he can use for school, or his golems, or any number of things,” she looked toward him, and she shook her head, “Poor guy, he’s most likely completely mortified about this. I mean I…” she grinned sheepishly, “Well, I love him, a lot, but even though we haven’t been together that long I can tell that he’s pretty high strung.”

“Just rub it in,” Berry Pinch said as she groused at the charcoal gray Earth Pony.

“Got something to say?” Honeypot asked as she returned the glare.

Pina looked at her, and then at Bumble, “Yeah, we do, he was supposed to be ours.”

Whet took a moment to figure out what was just said. These two young mares were barely old enough to really be called mares. He figured that they had to be in High School still, and they were laying claim to Bumble? He looked toward his roommate a little dumbfounded. He looked toward Honeypot who looked equally confused.

“Supposed to be yours? What did your parents have some kind of contract for you three to marry?”

Berry Pinch rolled her eyes, “No, but he’s always been nice to us, and played with us when we were younger, and we grew up with him, and he’s sweet…”

Pina grinned, “And he’s got that huge dick.”

Dinky stared at her in disbelief, “Seriously?”

Pina rolled her eyes, “Dinks, we love you, we do, but we started noticing that Bumble was hung when he was like… fourteen years old. We decided that the moment we were old enough we were going to chase him, catch him, and claim him.”

Berry Pinch nodded, “Exactly, we had all planned out. Kind of looks like we lost our chance,” she said as she looked at Honeypot.

Honeypot listened to the two of them, and she smiled. This was the other reason she had asked his opinion on herding. A good stallion, a really good one, was exceptionally hard to find. Growing up in a herd she had learned that it was possible for ponies to live in a herd, for the mares and the stallion to love one another, and while it could be difficult it just took a mare that was willing to help establish some basic rules for all of the mares to follow.

Something that made sure that everypony got to spend time with their stallion, and that all of the foals were taken care of. It wasn’t always a perfect system, and there tended to be problems, but it did work. Did she want to share Bumble? A part of her screamed no. There was a part of her that was the more primal version of her nature that screamed that she had claim to him, he was her stallion, her mate, and that nopony else had rights to him.

But then there was the part of her that had watched her parents, all of her parents, being so happy, caring for one another, caring for her brothers and sisters, and being a large happy family. She wanted that for herself as well. She wanted to get through college, get her degree, but she still wanted that kind of family for herself. She took time to study the two standing there talking to each other. Pina, the Earth Pony like herself, was pink with a two toned pink mane and tail, but Berry Pinch, the Unicorn, was a deep plum with a darker two toned mulberry mane and tail.

She had to admit that the two of them were cute, and had they actually gotten to follow through with what they had planned, well she wouldn’t had gotten to get the first crack at Bumble. She didn’t want them to give up, but at the same time she didn’t want to simply make it exceptionally easy either. She cleared her throat, watched as eyes turned toward her, and then she smiled.

“So, you two wanted to herd with Bumble?”

Both of them nodded, not exactly sure where this was heading. Neither of them wanted to give up on the prospect of being with Bumble. They didn’t want to because Bumble treated them like his mother treated them, and also treated their mother in the same way. Bumble didn’t give them a practiced, and fake, smile. He didn’t tell them good morning out of habit, only to ignore them.

They understood the stigma that came along with being a tavern owner’s daughters. Their mother, Berry Punch, was a hard working mare, and she loved what she did, but there was a few ponies that labeled her a tail lifter. It was hard to defend their mother when they knew that not all of the claims were false. Berry Pinch sighed as she thought about it. Her mother had been seeing a pony that came to visit Ponyville every so often.

She didn’t know he was already married, and she didn’t know that he was considering starting a herd, but she found out from his very unhappy wife when she finally showed up. The entire thing evolved into her mother having a shouting match with this Manehattan mare out in front of the entire town. It had been something of quiet secret before. Folks knew, but they didn’t talk about it, but after that happened it just spread out.

Ponies began talking about it in passing, and while they whispered she knew that her mother and sister could hear it just as easily as she could. There was rumors that she was sleeping with Big Macintosh Apple in order to get her hands on some of the famed Apple Family Cider, but Berry Pinch knew better. Still, those stories ended up hurting Big Mac’s marriage to Cheerilee, and the two of them ended up divorcing over something that didn’t ever happen.

Neither Big Mac, or Cheerilee, actually accused her mother, her sister, or herself over what happened, but she could see it in their eyes. The hurt, humiliation, and the hint of anger. If her mother hadn’t dated that stallion, if she hadn’t bedded him, and if she would have considered the possibility that he was married, things would had been different. She didn’t want that kind of thing to happen again. She didn’t want her foals to be stuck with a stigma like that, and she wanted to be with somepony that didn’t look at her like she was a tail lifter in training.

That somepony was Bumble. He never treated them any different. He was always sweet and kind to her and Pina. When they came over to visit Dinky she noticed that he’d make sure that they were comfortable in his home. He treated them like he treated everypony else, and while he was shy, and reserved, he did out of his way to be kind toward them.

“Pinchy?”

She looked at her sister, smiling about the nickname her sister and mother had for her.

“Just thinking,” she looked at Honeypot who was really smiling now.

“Why do you want to know if we’re willing to herd with him?”

To be honest everyone else besides Honeypot, Pina, and Pinchy was wondering the same thing.

Honeypot leaned against the small table between the two twin sized beds, “Because I’m not opposed to the idea of herding.”

Dinky’s eyes widened as she heard this, Amethyst shook her head, and Whet smiled brightly.

“Bumble got himself a good one he did,” Whet said as he leaned against the wall, “I mean, a mare willing to share her special somepony sounds like a damned good mare to me.”

Honeypot rolled her eyes, “It’s more than that. Herding makes sense, it really does, and I know that Bumble isn’t against the idea of herding,” she looked at the two of them, “but I wouldn’t be giving free reign either. I think to make it work you’d have to date the both of us.”

Pina looked at her and blinked, “You mean munching on some mare muffin?”

Honeypot’s eyes widened. She had expected to be able to tease them a bit, but she didn’t expect either of them to get straight to the heart of the matter. Pina shrugged her shoulders, looked at her sister and smiled, “What do you think Pinchy? Would you be okay with munching on mare muffin if it meant being with Bumble?”

Pinchy nodded, “Yeah, but I’d kind of want to get know you first,” she batted her eyelashes at Honeypot, “I mean you can’t expect a filly to simply go down on somepony she doesn’t know that well. Especially if there hasn’t been dinner, or a movie, or anything really.”

Realizing that the two were giving her a dose of she had intended to give them Honeypot laughed. She liked them, both of them, and they at least acted like they were open to their own sexuality. That would certainly make things easier. They heard somepony shuffle, and after a few moments there was a sigh before Bumble sat up.

“Ya feeling alright there mate?” Whet asked.

Bumble nodded, “More or less. I mean I really didn’t want too many ponies to find out about this, but I’ve got to figure they’ll know now,” he sighed, and then his eyes widened, “Oh...Oh NO!”

Amethyst looked at her little brother and then the realization hit her, “Mom’s going to know.”

Honeypot looked at them both, “How would she know?”

Dinky grinned, first because she had ammunition to tease Bumble with for years now, and second because she knew exactly what they meant. She looked at Honeypot with a smile that belayed any belief in her innocent nature.

“Oh, Mom’s the mailmare for Ponyville. She’s going to deliver all of the packages there, and I know that Mrs. Rich usually has between one and three orders from Bad Gryphon about every two or three months,” she began to giggle, “And without a doubt Mom’s going to end up seeing at least one of those packages open at some point.”

Honeypot’s eyes widened, and then she sat down near Bumble. She put an arm around him, and he was so thankful that she was still wanting to be with him. He leaned against her, and then he felt another body beside him. He looked to his left and saw Pinchy hugging against him. Behind he felt another body, one with rather large mammary glands, hugging him, and he knew it was Pina.

He’d cared for the two of them. He really did, but he had no idea that they wanted to herd with him. He was content to stay there, to be held like that, until he heard a giggle. He looked up to see Amethyst smiling brightly.

“This would actually make a really cute Hearth’s Warming Eve card,” she said with the smile evident in her voice, “I mean I’d love to see this become something solid.”

Dinky raised an eyebrow, “Are you serious?”

Amethyst looked at her and nodded, “Sure, why not?”

Dinky put her head in her hands, “Because they’d be sleeping with my brother!”

Whet grinned at her response, “Yeah, they would, and they’d still be your friends I’d wager. Not to mention they’d have stories tell about the debauchery the four of them got into, eh?”

“Nope!” Dinky shook her head, “If you two herd with Bumble you are not to tell me about what he did, to either of you, unless it’s really funny. And then I don’t want to hear funny sexy stuff either. That’s… it’s weird.”

Pina rolled her eyes, “No it’s not, it’s natural. Ponies are supposed to have sex, I mean we’re basically built for it.”

Honeypot held her laughter. She didn’t want to offend Bumble’s sister, but that was pretty much right. As ponies they were sexual creatures. As far as she knew the Princesses were as well. She wasn’t one of those folks that had to believe that the Princesses were these virgin goddesses. Nopony, absolutely nopony that looked like Celestia and Luna could be virgins. Sure, maybe that was a little shallow to think like that, but the Princesses were calm, cool, collective, and never really seemed sexually frustrated.

To her that meant the answer was simple. They were getting it out of the view of their subjects. That’s pretty much what she’d do if she was a princess. She’d have her romps, make sure they were quiet, and then go about her daily business. She felt Bumble snuggle against her, and thus the other two did the same. She looked to see his sisters rolling their eyes, Whet who looked like he was ready to enjoy a show, and she let out a slight snort of annoyance. She wasn’t annoyed with the two that wanted to herd with Bumble, but rather that there wasn’t a chance to really do much, of well, anything. Maybe it was wrong of her to want to comfort him the way she was considering, but in truth she loved how he felt.

She actually found herself hungry for his touch. She enjoyed the way he felt, the way he tasted, and she wanted to experience it all again. At the same time it would be rude to suggest that everyone leave the room so she could ravish her coltfriend. Instead she looked toward Dinky to see her watching them, but not watching them. It was almost like she was trying to watch what they were doing without actually watching.

She gently rubbed Bumble’s side, while simultaneously feeling the side of one of the other young mares that wanted to claim him as well. She was thin, built similarly to how Dinky seemed to be built, but her breasts felt soft. She couldn’t see her reactions, but the humming sound certainly sounded like she was enjoying the attention. She did look at the one on Bumble’s back.

There were Earth Pony mares and then there were Earth Pony mares. Honeypot wasn’t ashamed of what she had, and she knew that Bumble certainly enjoyed her body, but this younger mare had Breasts for days. They were far more than handfuls, and they looked as if they were about to pop out of the v-neck shirt she was wearing.

“How long were the three of you planning on visiting?”

She was surprised the words escaped her mouth, but Dinky seemed to give an appreciative smile showing that she was more than happy to change the subject.

“Ummm, well we’re out of school, and mom has a couple of friends here in Canterlot that told her that it would be fine for us to stay at their place for a couple of days. So, we thought that we could spend a night or two, take in the sights, and then head back.”

Bumble smiled at his sister saying they were going to visit for a couple of days, and then he felt Pina’s wonderfully massive mammaries against his back. She shuffled a little and he felt her arms move under his own and she took a more comfortable seat behind him.

“The two of you should come with us. We could treat it as a date,” she said as she leaned her head against the back of his neck, “And besides, the more the merrier.”

He glanced at Honeypot who nodded, and he smiled, “Okay… Where do all of you want to start today?”

Amethyst cleared her throat, “Why don’t the five of you join me for something to eat, and then you can decide. There’s a Hayburger not too far from here, and I can promise you that it’s far better than the one in Ponyville.”

With that decision made the entire group, including Whet, walked off campus toward an older looking Hayburger. It looked like the original that had been in Ponyville, before they decided to tear it down and then rebuild it closer to Princess Twilight’s castle. The moment they walked inside the smell hit Bumble. He could remember his mother bringing his sisters, himself, and sometimes even Pinchy, Pina, and their mother along to get a bite to eat.

Walking toward the counter he noticed how it looked so much like the old one back in Ponyville. The old counter had grease stains, old faded circles from where cups had sat in the summer for a while before the ponies came to get their order.

“Welcome to the Hayburger, home of the Hayburger, can I take your order?”

He looked at the young stallion standing behind the counter. He was a Zebra, his mane done up in dreadlocks, his deep blue eyes twinkling as he stood there.

“Any suggestions?”

Smiling the young Zebra stallion pointed toward the entire menu, “It’s all good. We got good fries, good burgers, good shakes, we got good haybacon burgers, good haybacon and chili burgers, we got good foal meals, with the special Princess toys, and we’ve got the good pies.”

Whet looked at him, sighed, and shook his head, “Don’t mean to sound like a right bastard, but you’re not speaking in rhyme.”

The stallion rolls his eyes, “If a Zebra is all you see, then perhaps you should not speak to me.”

Whet grimaced on being called out, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend mate, just I’ve met a few Zebra mares, and they tend to speak in rhyme constantly.”

The young stallion smiled, “It’s tradition. If they’re going to be a healer or shaman they’re required to speak in rhyme, all of the time, but if not then only to the age of twenty-one. Any of the Zebra mares attending your college is most likely under that age.”

“How… how do you know we’re in college?” Bumble asks.

The stallion grins again, “You’re in a part of Canterlot near the college, you’re all about the right age, and she,” he said pointing at Amethyst, “Is wearing a Canterlot University Fighting Colt’s shirt.”

There was a short laugh, and then everyone began ordering. The meal went well enough, and shortly after Bumble, Honeypot, Dinky, Pina, and Pinchy all walked off toward the market district letting Amethyst and Whet head back toward the campus. As they walked Bumble began to notice how Honeypot, Pina, and Pinchy seemed to stay fairly close to him, almost enclosing him between them, and just ahead of them Dinky was walking seemingly willing to lead the group toward various stores.

The first shop they stopped at seemed to be a sweets shop. Dinky walked in, they followed, and he heard a voice he wasn’t expecting to hear.

“So then I told Bon Bon that we so needed to go to Cloudsdale since they’re hosting the games this year, and she said that she just doesn’t trust that cloudwalking spell! Can you believe it?!”

He grimaced as they walked into the shop. He knew Lyra and Bon Bon, and they were a nice couple, but he also knew that they tended to get pretty flirty around other mares at times. He worried, a little, that it could bother Honeypot.

“HONEYPOT!” Lyra shouted as she cleared the counter and ran toward his marefriend wrapping her up in a hug, “How’s our best summertime employee?!”

Honeypot returned the hug, but not as tightly as she could, “Good, good, how’s Bonny?”

Lyra blew a strand of her mane out of her face, “She’s making candy, so she’s happy, but she’s been a little cranky lately…” Lyra looked toward the kitchen, “We recently decided to bring a stallion in, you know, to make things interesting, and well, Bonny was in heat, so now she’s expecting.”

Honeypot’s jaw dropped, “Really?!”

Lyra nodded, “Yeah, she doesn’t want to admit it, but I think that she liked getting a little D after she tried it,” Lyra giggled, “Me though, Tartarus you know I swing both ways.”

Honeypot blushed, “Yeah… About that…”

Lyra giggled, “I can tell you have a special somepony, and no, we won’t ask you if you want to do that again, not unless he’s open to the idea too. It was fun though.”

She looked at Bumble, “I’m Lyra Heartstrings, and you are…” her voice hitched as she looked down

Her eyes blinked, and then she looked at Honeypot, “You are the luckiest mare in all of Equestria. Sweet Celestia tell me that you’ve…”

“Ly-Ly! Little help!” Bon Bon shouted from the kitchen.

Lyra’s eyes widened, “Sorry, got to help, be back in a second!”

Bumble watched her leave, and then looked at Honeypot. She was blushing, and he watched as she shuffled her left hoof for a moment.

“It was a couple of summers ago, and I was curious about what it was like. Lyra and Bon Bon offered to show me, and it wasn’t bad,” she giggled, “But I like you, and your cock, a lot better.”

“Eww, just eww,” Dinky said.

“Dinky, don’t you ewww..” Pina said.

“Yeah, I mean the three of us have…” Pinchy started before Dinky covered her mouth.

“It’s okay Dinky,” Bumble said as he moved toward her, “I’m sure you were curious, and you wanted to experiment. No harm in that, and at least you were with friends, right?”

Dinky nodded, “Yeah… I was.”

She felt terrible that she’d been planning on teasing Bumble mercilessly. Here he was comforting her, and she had planned on tormenting him about the fact that he had finally found his special somepony, or perhaps it would be special someponies. She wasn’t sure how she felt about Pina and Pinchy becoming her sisters-in-law, but she’d deal with it. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.

After a few minutes Lyra came back out, gave them a small bag of toffee, on the house, as a way of congratulating Honeypot for finding her special somepony. They left from there, found a small shop that sold hand carved wooden dolls, another shop that focused on hats and recliners, which Bumble wondered if the owner was related to the pony that ran the Quills and Sofas shop back in Ponyville. Hours passed and finally Dinky yawned, sounding tired. The five of them walked toward the house mentioned and Dinky knocked.

After a few moments the door opened a crack and Bumble shook his head as he saw his mother. She was standing there, a soft smile on her face, and she welcomed them all inside. Naturally she hugged each and everyone of them, and then without asking she extra hugged Honeypot.

“It’s nice to meet you,” she said.

“Ummm… Likewise?”

Bumble looked at her, “Honeypot, this is my mom, Mom, this is Honeypot.”

Derpy smiled at her, “You went to school and found a special somepony, and she’s cute.”

Honeypot blushed again, “T..thanks.”

“Mom, I thought that you said that we were going to be staying with a friend of yours. I’m glad to see you, really I am, but who are we supposed to be staying with?”

“That’d be me,” a raspy voice said.

They watched as the pony walked toward where they were standing and Honeypot’s eyes widened, “Rainbow Dash, Commander Rainbow Dash of the Wonderboltz?! They’re staying with you?!”

Rainbow Dash smiled, “Actually they’re going to be house sitting for me. I don’t actually like to stay on the ground, but Princess Celestia wanted to make us a little more accessible, and approachable, to the common pony, so she gave us this house,” she gestured around her, “So we take turns staying here and getting to know the ponies around us.”

“Ummm, what do you mean house sitting?” Dinky asked.

Derpy grinned, “Well since Rainbow Dash is also part of Princess Twilight’s Friendship Circle she does have to be called on to go at a moment's notice.”

“Yeah, plus I pretty much live in Ponyville anyways, and I’m already approachable. Since the others live in Cloudsdale this is fine for them, but the Princesses, well three of them, agreed that I could stay in Ponyville, as long as I found a house sitter. That’s when I talked to Derpy about watching the place. She agreed.”

“Mom, don’t you have your mailroute in Ponyville?”

Derpy grinned, “I do, but Mr. Swifty agreed to let me exchange a route with somepony up here for the next six months. I did, and now I get to be near my two college muffins!”

Bumble felt himself and Dinky scooped up into a hug. He returned it, as best he could, before she finally let them go.

“Why don’t you and your special somepony stay the night here? There’s plenty of room, and it should be okay, right Rainbow?”

Rainbow Dash nodded, “Sure, just umm… don’t open up Spitfire’s special closet… I made that mistake once, never again, never ever again….”

Rainbow yawned and stretched, “Well, I’m going to head back to Ponyville, climb into my bed, and then get some shuteye. Big practice tomorrow. Thanks again Derpy.”

She walked past the small group there, and accidentally bumped against Bumble. The back of her hand touched something and she swallowed as she realized what it was. She tried, very hard, to take a quick look and not let Derpy notice that she was checking out her son. That look told her what she felt. His pants were a little baggy, but she still saw the outline. Derpy’s son was hung!

She’d seen one that big on a Minotaur before, but that was it. She swallowed, looked at Honeypot, and smiled, “You are a really, really, lucky filly.”

With that she left the house, and Derpy pointed to various rooms. Bumble almost expected his mom to give Honeypot a separate room from his, but instead she stopped at the door, and there was a little sniffle from her.

“My little colt has become a stallion,” she said before she engulfed him in another hug. She turned toward Honeypot and smiled, “I’m glad to meet you, I am, and I hope that you make each other very happy.”

Derpy then began to look serious, “But if you hurt my little colt there isn’t a place you can hide I won’t find you,” she hugged Honeypot who was standing ramrod straight, her eyes wide, “Night!”

With that Derpy left and Honeypot looked at him, “Wow.”

He smiled, “She likes you. Mom’s just protective.”

She smiled, “I understand. One of my mother’s is a Pegasus, and she’s very protective of all of us.”

They stepped into the room. The bed was huge, a Princess sized bed, taking up well over half of the room itself. Grinning Honeypot stripped down, flinging off her clothes as she headed toward the bed itself, and then she jumped into the middle of it. The softness of the bed surrounded her before it rippled and then tossed her right back out of it.

Walking toward it Bumble touched it to feel the sloshing and rippling of the liquid inside of the rubber mattress. He sat down on the side, undressed and rolled into the middle.

“A waterbed?” Honeypot asked, “That should make things interesting.”

The door opened and she prepared to grab something when she noticed the other mares that wanted to herd with them. Both of them were standing there, nude, and she took time to really look at Pina. Her breasts were large, her hips wide, and the look in her eyes was unmistakable. They walked toward the bed, and Bumble felt a little self conscious again. He watched as they climbed in, near him, and near Honeypot.

“Like we said, we want to herd,” Pina said before she kissed Honeypot.

Bumble watched, his cock was already starting to get hard with just Honeypot, but watching his special somepony kissing another mare that wanted to join their relationship was causing him to stand at full mast. He felt something, and looked down at Pinchy. She smiled before she kissed the tip of cock.

“I’ve never done this before, so if I’m not good…”

He gave her a reassuring smile, and she kissed the tip again before she began to lick it. He watched as she moved her mouth down onto it, and instantly he could tell the difference between her and Honeypot. Honeypot had moved her tongue around his shaft as she took him in, and Pinchy was touching the bottom of it, licking the bottom of it, but not really moving all around him. He heard a moan and turned his head. Honeypot was on her stomach, her rump in the air, and Pina was under her.

Honeypot moaned as she felt Pina licking her. She felt her spreading her vulva apart, her tongue diving into her, and she began to do the same for the slightly younger mare. She tasted her, and it was a bit sweet and sour at the same time. The taste of lime and pineapple assaulted her tongue. She moaned as she continued to dive into her, she pulled back for a moment when she heard a gasp and looked to see Pina’s sister, Pinchy she called her, on top of Bumble. She could see the way she was sitting that he was inside of her, and she was slowly making her way down on him. She moaned, and her attention went back to Pina. Her tongue diving back into her, determined to make this mare cry out her name.

Pinchy let out a deep lewd moan as she felt Bumble entering her. In a way she was thankful that she had already broke her maiden head when she was younger using a rubber dong she found in her mother’s bottom drawer. Still, Bumble was way bigger than that thing had been, and now he was barely halfway inside of her. She felt his hands on her hips, his eyes closed, his open opened, and the same sounds of lust and love escaping his muzzle. She pushed down, slowly, until she felt his legs on her rump. Giving herself a second to get used to the size, she pulled up and then thrust back down on him.

Sweet Celestia he was huge, he was huge, and he was inside of her, and she was going to be part of this herd. She wanted him, she wanted to have his foals, be his bride, and she’d share him with a hundred mares if she had to. She felt his hands on her cutie marks, her cutie marks that showed that she was meant to work making wine and spirits. On each side there was wine barrel, and a wine press sitting together, a reminder of her special talent.

If she hadn’t already seen Bumble’s special talent she would have believed that it was filling a mare up with a huge cock and making her want to be his willing mare from then on.

“Buck… Buck… OH BUCK ME BUMBLE!”

She screamed as her orgasm hit. She felt forward, but instead of stopping she felt him flip them over, giving him control, and she moaned as she felt him quickening the pace. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she felt the massive cock of her coltfriend, of her lover, of her herdmate slamming into her.

After a couple of hours Pina and Pinchy lay sleeping, and Honeypot was letting out a deep moan. Pina looked up to see Bumble in her tail hole. She licked her lips, moved toward them, and got on her knees, raising her rump into the air, wiggling it invitingly at Bumble. Seeing what was going on Honeypot slowly moved from him, her own legs feeling wobbly and like gelatin. She collapsed, breathing hard, and she watched as Bumble crawled up behind Pina, moved her toward Honeypot, and she felt her legs being opened and Pina’s wonderful tongue once again exploring her now exceptionally well rutted pussy and tail hole.

Pina waited and she felt something just outside of her tailhole, and then she felt it as it pushed into her slightly.

“Ngh!” she grunted as she felt him barely enter her.

“Relax,” he said soothingly.

She did and she felt it push in further. Her eyes widened, as she felt it moving deeper into her. She’d never had anything in there before, and it was a little odd, and tender. She began to rub her clit, timing it with each stroke, until finally she was feeling nothing but pleasure. Her tongue was still working on Honeypot, licking out Bumble’s seed, and she moaned as he took her. This was what she and Pinchy wanted. They wanted to herd with him, and it was happening. She considered asking, when they were alone together, if it would be fine if she just walked around nude.

That way if he saw something he wanted she didn’t have to worry about clothes. She’d simply be ready. She felt him picking up the pace and she could tell he was close. In truth so was she. She began to moan deeply into Honeypot, her moans getting more and more frequent. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, and yet not long enough, he came into her tailhole. She fell forward, panting. The four of them lay in satisfied silence. None of them knew that a mere room over there was a mother Pegasus, sitting up in bed, deciding if she should be happy, or if she should be angry with what happened.

Bumble yawned as he looked around. He wasn’t in the bedroom, not the same one anyway, but rather it looked like a very large, well spread out room.

"Bumble," the voice was sweet, filled with longing, and coming from the darkness of the room, "I... I wish to ask you a question."

She stepped out, and what he saw wasn't just Princess Luna. She was dressed in a form fitting Royal Blue dress. Her ethereal mane flowing behind her as she neared him.

"I've seen your dreams, and those of your... herd mates."

He swallowed, unsure of how to answer, "Yes your highness?"

"I've not taken a consort for a very long time," her tail almost seemed to flick to one side, "And I've had much to consider for several nights."

He watched as she took a seat beside him, and he realized that right now he was dreaming, "What did you have to consider?"

She looked at the ground, "What it would do if I were to take a stallion not of noble birth as my consort, if that stallion were already part of a herd."

His eyes widened at the thought, "Forgive us, me, for speaking so bluntly, but we have sampled... from the store..."

The blush that covered her cheeks were adorable, but he realized exactly what it meant. She had used the Bumbler.

"Oh," he managed as he looked at the ground, "I..."

He didn't get to say the next word. instead he felt lips touching his own. Those same lips broke away and she sighed, "I wish to court you, and your mares. I will speak to your alpha mare as well, but I wanted to inform you first."