Rarity had grown tired of even her largest dildo, “Chance.” This dissatisfaction troubled her because, as her name and brand grew in Equestria, it became increasingly difficult to discreetly purchase one. Although it was Hearth's Warming Eve, she could not imagine a world in which she could ask for something like that without dying of embarrassment.
Her generous chest heaved as she let out a deep sigh. Merriment swirled around her, but she could not feel it. She leaned back in her chair and tried in vain to take it in. A crackling fire in the stone hearth underscored several conversations between the revelers. Combined with the fire's heat, the cheer and the warmth of Rarity's closest friends and Pinkie's relatives all stuffed into Applejack's living room made her feel toasty and cozy, despite the frigid wind blowing a ceaseless flurry of snow around Sweet Apple Acres.
If only it were a bit colder inside—at least cold enough to harden her pierced nipples. Perhaps then she could draw the attention of one of the participants in the room's silent conversation: Big McIntosh. While Rarity had never developed a particular fancy for him, her need to be filled had begun to overwhelm her judgment.
She never imagined herself lusting over him; he had a handsome rugged charm about him with his short, scruffy blonde hair, marewood dinner jacket overtop a white singlet, and ragged jeans, but she preferred her men with sizable, sculpted muscles as opposed to Big Mac's corded, wiry build.
His hands, however, were about the size of small spades. If there was one thing Rarity knew, it was a stallion's hands provided a strong hint about their endowment, which meant he packed at least twelve or thirteen inches. Perhaps fourteen, if he was exceedingly blessed. The thought made her legs squirm a little. She had seen how much he could lift, and his daily long hours working the fields meant he had high endurance.
Rarity sighed. Being a size queen meant she was difficult to please, but when she struck gold, she really struck gold. But he had not so much as glanced at her since she arrived. He just sat in a corner of the living room, staring at Pinkie Pie's youngest sister, Marble. Rarity made a silent snerk. Marble's violet gaze continuously drifted across the room—toward Big Mac. Rarity had seen that look before; it was identical to her own. And judging by Big Mac's return stare, there would be reciprocation.
Jealously narrowed Rarity's eyes. She gave Marble a critical look. Her face was pretty in a plain sort of way, but her mane had less effort put into it than Rainbow Dash on a math test. She also wore a modest black garment with a white collar that was several sizes too large. The colour did her figure no favours, and the vintage dress's baggy nature concealed the shape of all but her breasts.
Rarity would have killed for breasts like Marble's. Her own were far from small; they were large enough to spill out of a G cup—not that she needed to confine her perky chest a bra—they might as well be mosquito bites compared to Marble's juggernauts. The dress Marble wore was more than likely meant for somepony several hundred pounds heavier, but she managed to fill out the chest area to the point of straining the fabric.
Fuming, Rarity tore her eyes away from her rival and looked at herself. It was a shame Big Mac had no taste in fashion—his garb was evidence of that. Rarity wore a form-fitting white dress that matched her coat perfectly. While it revealed little skin aside from the back, which was bare from the string holding it together at the neck all the way down to half an inch above her tail, she had tailored it to hug her curves so tightly, it almost looked painted on. One of the only indicators it was a dress at all were the sequences of sapphires tactically placed to draw attention to her chest and corset-trained waist.
Her gaze drifted farther down until it rested on the full mug of cider in her hands. She drained half of it in one draught. A warm tingling sensation spread throughout her body, and the taste of fresh apples lingered on her tongue. It was not the “apple” she wanted to taste tonight, but it would have to do. Another swig, and the mug was empty. Maybe if she drank enough, she would be able to feel better about her situation.
As she stood and walked toward the kitchen, making sure her hips swayed about as much as possible, she surveyed the room. Twilight Sparkle and Rainbow sat by the fire, geeking out over the newest Daring Do; Granny Smith made a staunch effort to humiliate Applejack by showing off her baby pictures in front of Fluttershy and Limestone Pie; Maud Pie recited poetry to Pinkie Pie and Starlight Glimmer at the table halfway between Big Mac and Marble; and Spike was fast asleep on the couch beside Pinkie's parents.
Before she arrived at the kitchen, Rarity stole a glance backward to see if her ass had drawn Big Mac's attention. It had not, and she stormed toward the cider barrels, abandoning any attempt at seductive hip-swaying. Instead of resuming her old seat when she returned with a full mug of cider that she had half-drained and refilled before leaving the kitchen, she pulled her chair up to Maud and Pinkie's table. She took special care to angle herself so her curvy profile was right in Big Mac's line of sight.
“Oh, hi, Rarity,” Maud said in her deadpan. “Have you come to hear my poetry, too?” Much like her voice, her clothes were the same as always; she wore a loose horizon-blue frock with a plain black belt.
Pinkie, always full of childlike glee, bounced in her seat and clapped her hands. “She's on fire tonight!”
“Mmm, yes, dear.” Rarity took another gulp of cider. “Let's hear one,” she said in the most interested voice she could pull off.
Maud cleared her throat.
“Granite.
You're like sand, granular and mixed.
But you're also a rock, hard and unmoving.
Like an inseparable igneous family.
Like my inseparable family.
Who are not used as counter tops.
Like you, beautiful, sturdy, and reliable.
Nobody should take you for granite.”
Rarity immediately regretted her decision. She tried to simultaneously give Maud an approving nod while drinking more cider, and ended up swallowing more than she had planned to. Another pair of sidelong glances told Rarity her quarry and her unknowing rival continued to stare at one another, despite her best efforts.
Before Maud could launch into another poem, Rarity drained her glass despite being considerably tipsy. “I think I need more cider,” she said.
“I'll get it!” Pinkie sprung to her hooves.
A furious shake of Rarity's head. “Don't worry about it, darling. I need to... to stretch my legs.”
Pinkie plunked back down in her seat and threw her arm around her sister. “All right. Hey, Maud, got one about quartz? I haven't heard one of those in a while.”
“I have thirty-seven new poems about quartz. How many would you like to hear?”
“All of them!”
And with that, Rarity stood and raced toward the kitchen faster than what she would consider dignified. It was then the alcohol hit her. Her gait was wobbly, and she hoped nopony noticed. The mounting pain in her forehead reminded her of how loud the gathering had progressively gotten.
Joy filled the farmhouse, but the unrequited desire to feel something warm, hard, and pulsing inside her prevented her from feeling any. Resigning herself to failure, she decided to spend the rest of the evening doing the good deed of saving Applejack from further embarrassment at the hands of Granny Smith. She swooped in and made a spectacle of enjoying another sip of cider.
“Oh, Applejack,” Rarity said, “this year's production is simply divine. Surely there's some extra magic that went into it. You must tell me all about it.”
Knowing an opportunity when she saw one, Applejack bolted from the couch and rushed Rarity back toward the kitchen. They spent the next hour standing there, with Applejack lecturing her friend on the intricacies of cider-making, growing more vehement between each mug she drank in order to keep herself lubricated.
Rarity, content with her buzz, nursed her drink as she let Applejack's words wash over her. As the night wore on, she noticed her friends gradually retiring for the evening. Due to extreme weather, the Apples had invited everypony to stay until morning. She kept an eye on Marble and Big Mac, just waiting for them to excuse themselves at the same time.
The raucous merrymaking from the living room had all but died down, but Applejack's alcohol-driven alcohol tirade showed no signs of abating. Pinkie, Twilight, and Rainbow were the only ones left, and of those three, Pinkie alone displayed apparent energy.
Unable to produce an excuse to slip away, Rarity managed to tune out Applejack and turn her thoughts inward. She could not understand how Big Mac did not even appear to notice her tonight. Objectively, she knew she was the most attractive girl there. As grounded as Big Mac was, there was no man alive who did not have at least somewhat of a shallow side.
It might be a bit of a generalization, but years of climbing social ladders told Rarity this much. She could see why Marble was attractive, yes, but Rarity was confident she had her beat. Being the one who designed clothing for herself and her friends, she was privy to everypony's measurements.
Thanks to her strict workout and corset routines, Rarity distinctly had the most shapely ass and finest curves of all her friends. Despite not knowing the Pies too well, a quick eyeball told her the same held true. The only thing she could not compete with Marble in was the breast department, but she was sure Big Mac was not one of those guys who only cared about big tits; she had never seen him flirt with or even ogle Fluttershy, whose endowment put even Marble to shame.
Thinking about it so hard made her only more upset. She could not fathom why Big Mac would prefer somepony like her. Even if they were not compatible on a personality level, who would not so much as entertain having a one night stand with a lady like her? If she did not know better, she would swear he had been replaced by a changeling.
“Hey, what are you two still doing up?” Pinkie, a yawn punctuating her question, cut into her thoughts. “I'd love to party as much as the next pony, but it's not much of a party when there's only three of us left.”
Rarity shook herself and glanced into the living room. It was empty.
“Oh, uh, heh.” Applejack's face was red—though whether it was from embarrassment from talking for so long or from the sheer amount of alcohol she had consumed, Rarity could not tell. “I guess I got carried away. You know how I get when it comes to cider.”
“We know,” said Rarity and Pinkie in unison.
“Where am I staying, again?” Rarity knew full well where she was supposed to sleep, but she wanted to see if Applejack would unwitting divulge where Marble’s quarters were. Big Mac had offered his bed to Pinkie's parents, so wherever he and Marble were doing it, it would not be his room.
“Yeah, I guess it is kinda cramped,” Applejack said. She rubbed her chin. “Lemme see here. The kids and Spike are stayin' with Granny, and most of us are holed up in my room...”
“There wasn't enough room for everypony, though,” said Pinkie.
“Ah, right.” Applejack snapped her fingers. “Yeah, we had to have a couple volunteers to sleep in the guest room at the end of the hall upstairs. Maud 'n Marble were the two, if I so recall.”
“And Big McIntosh?” Rarity said before she could stop herself.
“Oh, that big lug? He's sleepin' on the floor of his room. So kind of him, giving up his bed to the older Pies like that. Bless him.”
“Right.” Rarity half-faked a yawn. Marble and Maud in a room by themselves. It made sense. They were siblings, and Maud struck Rarity as the type of sister who would gladly help Marble get laid. “You two go ahead. I'll catch up.”
“Why? Where are you going?” Pinkie asked.
“I need to freshen up. Remove my makeup and change,” Rarity said more defensively than she intended.
“Pfft.” Applejack blew at a strand of hair by her eye. “Waste of time, if you ask me. You look pretty without any of that rubbish.”
A pink tinge crossed Rarity's cheeks. “Um... thanks, dear.”
Applejack's eyes widened, and she clapped a palm against her muzzle. She mumbled several indiscernible sentence fragments before scurrying toward the stairs.
Pinkie stared after her for a moment. She turned to Rarity, snickered, and then followed Applejack, leaving Rarity alone in the kitchen.
The awkward exchange left her a bit shaken. Did Applejack have a crush on her, or was that just the cider talking? She could not afford to think about that now—she had a mission, one final attempt to slake her thirst. Determination squared her shoulders and lengthened her stride as she took the stairs two at a time.
She swept down the hall on the second floor until she reached the lone door at the end. Her hand trembled as it reached for the doorknob. There was no way of knowing how long they had been in there, but Rarity clung to the hope that their mutual shyness would have delayed them from going at it like rabid dogs long enough for there to be an opportunity to steal a piece of the action.
She pressed an ear to the door. Soft moans seeped through. Her ear strained, and she picked up the unmistakable creaking of bedsprings underscoring the feminine pleasure sounds. Both had the steady, rhythmic nature of sex.
Rarity had to act before it was too late. She took a shaky breath, stuck out her chest to make her breasts protrude as far as they would go, and opened the door. She had only taken a half-step inside before the creaking stopped.
A narrow pane of light revealed the red face of a bug-eyed Marble, who stared at her in terror. Her enormous breasts were squished against somepony's head so tightly, they almost covered her mouth. “R-Rarity?”
A smothered, but still loud, splurt! squelched in the air.
Another followed it, and another.
Wetness blossomed in Rarity's nethers. She could barely see what was going on, but only a stallionhood of a truly impressive magnitude could fire such a massive load. More cumshots audibly splattered inside Marble, who remained frozen in a mixture of fear and ecstasy.
The urge to rub herself hit Rarity, but she was too stunned to move her arms. She had never been with a stallion who came even a fraction as much as Marble's lover. Whoever it was—the darkness kept his identity secret—he showed no signs of stopping. But one thing was for sure: It was not Big McIntosh.
The presumed big cock certainly fit, but nothing else did. The pony ejaculating inside Marble was smaller than she. If it were Big Mac, Rarity would only be able to see the back of his head rather than Marble's face. Rough grunts accompanied the splatters. Their pitch was much too soft for Big Mac. If Rarity did not know better, she would have sworn they were feminine.
Rarity had no idea how long she stood dumbfounded in the doorway. It had to have been well over a minute, and it was only now that the violent cum splatters began to die down. She was too conflicted to feel upset. Marble's mystery lover had just spent himself inside her—there was no way any stallion could cum that much and have anything left to give—but whoever it was, it was not Big Mac.
This meant several things. Firstly, Big Mac was still available. Secondly, there was another stallion who was probably every bit as blessed as he was. Thirdly, and most disturbing, Rarity realized there was a monster cock that had slipped past her undetected. The tumultuous orgasm had finally subsided, and her thighs were sopping wet.
The thought of a cock this large drove the reason from her mind. Perhaps she could at least convince him to let her make a mold of it...
“D-don't come in! P-p-please!”
Marble's strained words snapped her out of her trance. She took a wobbly step forward, closed the door, and turned on the light.
Her mouth fell open.
“Maud?”
Only the door behind her prevented her from falling over backward. On the bed with a strained look on her face, Marble Pie had her arms wrapped tightly around Maud Pie, sans the frock. The sight and its myriad implications sent a shocked thrill through Rarity. She just now noticed Marble's belly, which was so round it looked like she had swallowed a watermelon.
Marble groaned and leaned forward. She rested her hands on Maud's shoulders.
“Don't stand up,” Maud said.
Rarity watched with giddy fascination as Marble rose, revealing something cylindrical, slate-grey, and extraordinarily thick between her legs.
It was a cock, clearly and firmly attached to Maud.
As Marble stood, more and more of Maud's juice-slicked horsecock was exposed. Inch after inch slid out. When the medial ring popped out and the cock's thickness decreased, a river of thick, white semen cascaded down it. Marble exhaled with relief as she stood higher, and there was less cock clogging her marehood.
With a wet pop!, the head of Maud's cock came free, and the cum inside Marble gushed out in a torrent, soaking Maud's thighs and the mattress. Rarity marvelled as Marble groaned and rubbed her over-inflated stomach, which shrank as litres of cum rushed out. Maud stared into her eyes and leaned back, her cock standing firmly at attention.
The size of the beast sent nervous tremors through Rarity's pussy. It stood tall enough to reach past Maud's collar bone; it had to be eight inches from the crotch to the medial ring, which was only just over a third up the cock's impressive length. The narrowest part, just below the head, looked about as thick as her wrist. Inordinate amounts of blood pumped through the thick veins that ran all along the shaft in order to keep it inflated.
“That's a penis,” Rarity said. “On a mare.”
Maud turned to Rarity, her expression still somehow as neutral as ever.
“Does it work?” she said stupidly.
Maud looked down at the small lake of cum around her lap and hips, then back up at Rarity. “Yes.”
A quaking Marble sat on a corner of the bed, one of the only dry parts. With most of Maud's cum out of her body, her stomach had become perfectly flat. “Oh, no, oh, no, oh, no, oh, no!”
Momentarily forgetting the bizarre situation she was in, Rarity took a step forward. “What's the matter?”
Marble regarded her through puffy eyes. “Y-you know e-e-everything!”
It was only then the implications of what she had seen fully hit her. Not only was Maud a futa—that explained the modest frock—but she and her sister were lovers. Equestrian society was open and accepting, but incest still fell firmly in the “forbidden fruit” category. She realized Marble had not been staring at Big Mac at all during the evening—it was Maud.
Rarity had heard of the futaneighri phenomenon in passing, but she deemed it as an urban myth. It was a bizarre birth defect, with the mare having wildly increased proportions. If that were the case, Maud had a petite body for a futa. Her chest, while round, full, and perky, was noticeably smaller than Rarity's, but not by much. Although she was sitting, her waist, hips, and ass possessed a curvature that would be the envy of a model, though that was owed partly to the fitness Maud had from her lifestyle which often involved working with heavy rocks.
“I won't tell anypony,” Rarity said, sitting next to Marble and giving her shoulder a gentle squeeze. She then noticed Marble's dress hanging carelessly off the nightstand, where Maud's frock was neatly folded.
“Y-you won't?”
A firm shake of her head. “But, if I may ask...”
“How did this happen?” Maud finished.
Rarity nodded.
Marble, looking noticeably calmer, sighed. “It's a long story. I always knew Maud was... different, but not in what way. Like there was something always bothering her. Even though we were a big family, she had a room all to herself. Mother and Father said it was because she was the oldest. She spent a lot of time in there as we got older. One day, I was curious, so—”
“She snuck in.”
“It... it looked like she was having trouble with it,” Marble said, a fierce blush covering her face. “I don't know what came over me, but I offered to help.”
“You were very helpful,” Maud said.
Marble bit her lip. “Mmhmm. At first, I was afraid of what I'd done, but a few weeks later, I was back in her room. It was soon a nightly thing—everypony would be asleep, I'd sneak into Maud's room, and we'd make love.”
“Weren't you worried about getting pregnant?”
“No,” Maud said. “Futas aren't... normal. We're sterile because we're not fully male. That is why we are so rare.”
“I see.” Rarity wanted nothing more than to touch the massive pillar of flesh between Maud's legs. “Marble, darling, where do you put all of that?”
“I've had a lot of practice.” She made a point of staring at the floor.
“I told her she didn't need to take it all, but she wouldn't give up until she could.”
Adrenaline hit Rarity's chest. “Maud. You're still hard, aren’t you? Even after all that...”
“Well, she normally doesn't cum quite that much,” Marble said, “but she usually wants seconds before we're done. That reminds me... Maud, honey, can you explain something, please?”
“Yes?”
“Tonight. We were making love for at least half an hour, and you wouldn't finish.” Marble narrowed her eyes at her sister. “But when she barged in—”
“—I did not barge,” Rarity said with a humph. “I intruded.”
“When she... whatever, you went off like Pinkie's party cannon.” Marble rubbed her belly. “I've never seen you cum that much. I thought I was gonna pop. Did... did you like being found out? A-are you that perverted?”
Maud's expression remained unchanged, but a tinge of pink replaced the grey around her cheeks.
Rarity could not suppress a giggle. “Oh, how naughty!”
“And you're not?” Maud said. “Why did you come in? And my eyes are up here.”
It was Rarity's turn to blush as she tore her gaze off Maud's cock. “Um...”
“Weren't you supposed to be in Applejack's room?” Marble asked. “I thought Maud and I would be alone tonight.”
“Yes, but...” There was no escaping it. Rarity had to confess. “I thought you would be in here with Big McIntosh.”
“Having sex?”
Rarity nodded.
“Well, I am bisexual, and he's kind of cute.” Marble leaned to her right and gave Maud a kiss. “I love her.”
Maud gave Marble a subtle smile. “Rarity still didn't answer us.”
Rarity squirmed. Her nethers were practically screaming for satisfaction at this point. “I have a bit of an addiction.” It embarrassed her to no end to actually put it into words. “I, like most other ladies, enjoy male, erm, 'companionship.' I'm also a fan of, rather, well, that is to say—”
“Big cocks?” Maud said. “You've been staring at mine enough.”
“Yes.” Rarity's voice was a timid squeak. Her face had turned as red as one of the orchard's apples, and she clapped her hands against it. “The bigger, the better.”
“That is fortunate,” Maud said. “It was my understanding most mares found anything more than a couple inches larger than average too uncomfortable, and I am twenty—”
“Maud!” Marble sprang to her hooves and put her hands on her hips. She gave Rarity an up close view of her round, bubbly ass. Her waist was not as thin as her sister's, and certainly not Rarity's, but she had been blessed with quite the Amarezonian figure. Masking a figure this voluptuous with a dress like that was quite the accomplishment.
“I am still very hard.” Maud slid her left hand up and down her shaft. “And, like you, she did not run away screaming when she saw it, despite what Father told me when I was little.”
Rarity stood and stepped a few paces away from Marble. “Look, Marble, I'm aware of your relationship with Maud.” She took a moment to compose herself. “Perhaps you wouldn't mind sharing? Just this once.” After a pleading look at Marble, Rarity gazed at Maud's cock with longing. “I need this so badly.”
Maud looked Rarity up and down, then gave her cock head a squeeze. “I am okay with this.”
“Maud?” Marble sounded stunned. “We're—we're—”
“It won't hurt,” Maud said. “My heart will always belong to you. We're not in any official relationship—we can't be.” She stood, leaving a huge puddle of cum in the impression on the mattress where she had sat. Her pulsating cock jutted outward between the two mares. She wrapped her sister in a tight embrace, her member sliding between Marble's thigh gap and protruding a good foot past her ass. They exchanged a loud, sloppy kiss before Maud said, “Besides, it might be fun.”
“It most certainly will be,” Rarity said. “If I may be so bold, I can say I know how to satisfy my partner.”
Maud idly groped her sister's ass. “You've never been with a futa before.”
“Maybe not, but a cock is a cock.” Rarity was too horny to think straight. However, one look at Maud's cock was enough to tell her it could easily split her in half. But she wanted to be split in half, and if Marble could take it... “While none of my previous, ahem, partners have been comparable to you, I know how to work a shaft, if you'll give me a chance.”
“What do you say, my little pebble?” Maud gave one of Marble's ample breasts an affectionate squeeze. “Our secret's safe with her.”
“Oh... all right. Fine.” Marble swung around and gave Rarity a defiant grin. She wrapped an arm around Maud's waist. “But I don't think you'll be able to go back to normal stallions after you've been with my Maud.”
“Pfft.” A wry grin twisted Rarity's muzzle. “I haven't been able to go back to normal stallions for years, dear. They simply can't hit all the right spots.”
“That won't be a problem.” A hint of hunger lowered Maud's voice by a couple of octaves.
Rarity winked. “I should hope not.”
“You might want to take that off,” Marble said, pointing at Rarity's dress. “This could get messy.”
“As if I could forget.” Most of the cum puddle had still not soaked into the mattress yet. Rarity licked her lips. “Now, won't you two be dears and help this lady with her dress?”
Marble and Maud exchanged glances, but neither made a move.
“Well? Come on...” Rarity pushed her breasts together. “You want to see me naked, don't you?”
Maud nodded. “I'm a bit messy, and that dress looks expensive.”
“How considerate,” Rarity said. “Now come here, Marble, dear.” She placed her hands on Marble's waist and pulled her in. Marble's breasts were so huge, yet firm, she had to pull tightly and lean forward in order to reach her muzzle. Their lips locked, and Rarity tilted her head. She was so aroused, it took all of her self-control to keep her tongue in her mouth; a proper lady never gave tongue on the first kiss.
She was pleased to feel Marble trembling a little. Her hands slid down smooth curves until they rested on Marble's ass. It lacked the toned muscles that invited spankings, but it was just soft enough to be ideal for a good squeeze, which is exactly what Rarity did.
Marble's hands snaked to the back of Rarity's neck and fumbled with the string of her dress. Rarity teased her with the tip of her tongue to tell her she was doing a good job, and Marble worked faster. With a sharp tug, the bow knot came undone.
Rarity allowed their kiss to break, and she placed her hands on Marble's wrists, guiding her partner's hands down her chest. She took half a step back, making sure Maud had a good view, and gave her lip a seductive bite. Together, she and Marble slowly peeled the skin tight dress down until her breasts sprang free. The room's single light glinted off her silver nipple piercings. Her breasts may be dwarfed by Marble's, but they still drew admiring stares from both mares.
Rarity pressed her chest against Marble's in the most incredible boob squish she had ever been a part of. While she absolutely preferred stallions, the surprising firmness of Marble's chest and her big erect nipples pressing into her own breasts felt amazing. She swayed her hips as Marble continued to disrobe her.
With the exception of slightly wider eyes, Maud's face looked just the same as it always did, but Rarity knew Maud was drooling inwardly. Soon, Rarity's dress reached the hips at the bottom of her perfect hourglass figure. “There's a small clasp just above the tail.” She turned and stooped enough to present her toned, round ass.
An eager pair of hands explored the curves of her lower back and felt up her ass. The hands groped for longer than was necessary before the clasp came undone. With a swish of her curled tail, Rarity shimmied out of her dress, slowly spinning around as the fabric reached her knees. If she was going to offer herself to the Pie sisters like a piece of meat, she was determined to be the most juicy steak either had laid eyes on.
When the dress lay pooled around her hooves, she hopscotched out of it, making sure she jumped enough to make her breasts give a tantalizing jiggle. She giggled mischievously as she scooped up her dress and folded it into a tidy square. It would wrinkle, but she had planned on washing it, anyway.
Maud stalked toward her, her cock swinging with each step. She was silent, but the hungry glint in her eyes spoke volumes. Before Rarity could make a move, Maud pulled her cock up and rubbed the head against Rarity's stomach. She inched forward, and her cock slid up Rarity's torso. It bisected Rarity's breasts as it snaked up her cleavage, leaving a slick trail of clear precum in its wake. Maud grabbed Rarity by the ass, her grip more steely than most of the stallions Rarity had slept with, and pulled her close.
Rarity felt her knees come close to buckling as Maud pressed their bodies together. The hard, throbbing cock jammed between them filled her with unbridled lust. She had not realized until now just how strong Maud was; the futa had a flat stomach and a fit, stunning figure, but beneath the feminine curves and delicate slender limbs, corded muscles strained as she held her. Between that and the pulsing cock against her, Rarity felt like she was about to melt in a stud's arms. But Maud's breasts pressed against her own served as a firm reminder of what her partner was.
Something hard and flat jabbed her chin, snapping her out of her trance. She looked down. The flared head of Maud's cock, leaking precum, stood several inches between the girls' breasts. A glorious realization struck Rarity. For the first time in her life, she did not have to go down on her knees to suck a cock.
“Mmm,” she said. “Somepony wants a blowjob, doesn't she?”
Maud's only response was to push her hips forward, bringing her cock closer to Rarity's mouth.
She wanted to tease Maud more, but her thirst for cock overcame her. The member in front of her was so close, she merely had to tilt her head down for her muzzle to kiss the head. Her nostrils flared and took in its scent. It bore a similar musk to a stallion's, but with subtle differences. And she suspected she smelled traces of Marble's juices on it.
Rarity's tongue darted out and traced around the head. She took the opportunity to stretch and warm up her jaw. Even though Maud had the type of cock that grew thinner toward the top, it packed more girth than even her largest magic wand. She lapped up a fresh dollop of pre from the head. It was touch sweeter than what she was used to.
Without further foreplay, she closed her eyes and plunged her head downward. Maud's cock filled her mouth to the point of hurting her jaw. She winced, but kept it inside and started sucking. Her tongue, pressed hard against the bottom of her mouth, could only make slight forward and side movements. Rarity bobbed her head as she grew accustomed to something so huge inside her mouth.
A loud thwack! filled the room. Maud had spanked her hard. Rarity kept sucking and went until the cock head hit the back of her throat. Jolts of pleasure from her pussy shot up her body. A pair of hands held her by the waist, and a tongue darted inside her. She ground her hips against Marble's muzzle and moaned into Maud's cock.
Maud spanked her again, harder than before. That and the subtle thrusts of Maud's hips were enough to tell her that her partner wanted—demanded—she take more. Glad she had long suppressed her gag reflex, Rarity drew in a reserve of air through her snout and forced her head down. Inch after inch of cock pushed into her throat, completely blocking her windpipe and likely creating a sizable bulge in her neck.
Her partner's thrusts grew stronger, and Rarity kept going until she found her face pressing into Maud's and her own breasts. Warmth blossomed in her nethers as Marble's tongue probed deeper. The cock in her throat suffocated her, but she forced herself to keep sucking until she completely ran out of air. The fingers digging into her ass with increasing strength told her she was being a good girl.
Rarity did not fully understand why she loved being an obedient little slut around partners who asserted themselves. Perhaps being intimate with somepony who was hung like a horse drove her wild, but she knew that was not the full answer. Maybe it just served as a way to balance her out, as it was a stark contrast to the flirtatious, yet teasing persona she flaunted in public.
Another wave of pleasure from her nethers hit her, this time rippling all the way to her gut and knees. Marble had buried her entire muzzle inside her snatch, and her tongue massaged Rarity's insides in ways that made her squirm. Her whole body shuddered. She shoved her head down another few inches of Maud's cock before pulling it all the way back, and the head popped out of her mouth.
“Oooh!” Rarity's head snapped upward, and a much-needed orgasm slammed into her. She trembled as the pleasure wracked her body, tightening her pussy and buckling her legs. If it were not for Maud holding onto her ass and Marble's face lodged deep inside her, she would have fallen over backward. She madly humped the muzzle in her nethers, riding out her orgasm.
Eventually, she relaxed as her climax subsided. Her breaths came in ragged gasps. Marble withdrew her mouth and rose to her hooves, and Maud looked as nonplussed as ever.
“That was pretty good,” Maud said, her grip on Rarity's ass relaxing.
Rarity spluttered. “'Pretty good'? I give you a mouth hug that good, and you have the gall to deem it only 'pretty good'? I'll have you know most stallions would have blown their stack after that.”
“I'm not a stallion.”
“That's beside the point.”
“Don't worry,” said Marble, licking Rarity's juices from her lips. “Coming from Maud, that's actually quite a compliment. Her standards are also pretty high, and it takes a lot to make her cum.”
“I give myself head every morning.”
Rarity looked at the cock just below her muzzle. “Oh. Right. Of course you do.”
“You taste good,” Marble said. “And you're really tight around my muzzle.”
“I should hope so,” Rarity said with pride. “A lady mustn't be loose.”
Maud slipped a couple of fingers halfway into Rarity's snatch and wiggled them experimentally. “That might be a problem.”
Rarity ran her hands up and down Maud's hard, yet curvy body. “It most certainly will not. Didn't I tell you I'm a size queen? Just because I'm tight doesn't mean I can't take a monster like you. I have to exercise a lot, but I have to feel tight around the 'stallions' who are rather... needley.”
Maud clutched her cock head with her index finger and thumb, and held the digits between the girls. “This big?”
Rarity nodded. “You wouldn't believe how many affluent stallions with influence are like that.”
“And you sleep with them?” Maud asked.
“One makes the most of one's gifts,” Rarity said. Despite having just had an orgasm, she felt even more horny than before. She gave a wistful sigh. “I'm great at fashioning dresses, but it's an expensive craft. I need as much exposure as possible in order to build the word-of-mouth necessary to stay afloat, so... let's just say, keeping myself tight like this did me a lot of favours. Sadly, it's usually their burly manual labour employees who possess what I crave. I love it when I don't have to pretend to be satisfied with what I'm given. And on the rare occasion where the influential stallion is also a big bull-man who pins me to the bed and ravishes me, it all becomes worth it.”
“That can be arranged,” said Maud. She stepped back, gave her own cock a gentle suck, and ran her hands up and down its impressive length.
“Rarity,” Marble said, not meeting her gaze, “you talk a lot about how much you love a big, well, you know, but what about breasts?”
“Well, they feel nice, and I love it when somepony can pleasure mine just right. Let's say I enjoy returning the favour.” Rarity gave Marble's nipples a gentle pinch, eliciting a surprised moan from her. She rubbed them softly. “I must confess, I am envious of yours. So big, yet so firm. Like me, you don't even need a bra, which is remarkable when you're a... what, L cup?”
Marble shook her head. “I don't know. I've never worn one.”
“I love her boobs,” Maud said. “Yours look good, too, but hers cover so much of me. Say, your piercings are nice.”
“Do you know what it means when a lady has pierced nipples?” Rarity laid her voice with plenty of honey. She grinned when the Pies shook their heads. “It means they're very sensitive, and she loves it when somepony sucks on them.”
Marble, the shyer of the two, practically leapt forward and took Rarity's left breast in her mouth. Maud followed suit. Rarity rolled her eyes in pleasure as the two beautiful mares sucked, groped, and squeezed her large tits.
Rarity loosed a soft yelp when Marble started nibbling on her nipple. “Oh, Marble, darling, not only do you give exquisite cunnilingus, but you really know how to make a girl's bosom feel wonderful.” She clasped the sisters' heads and pressed them harder into her chest while simultaneously shoving her boobs into their faces.
Marble had bigger breasts, but Rarity's were still enough to fill each mare's face with boob. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth a little as her partners serviced her with greater vigour. It was not enough to make her orgasm again, but it brought her heat to the boiling point.
She had to return the favour. With reluctance, she released their heads and withdrew. Maud sucked on her tit hard as she pulled back, making Rarity bite her lip. Maud's mouth let go with a loud slurping sound. Wasting no time, Rarity dove in. Each of her hands groped and squeezed one of Marble and Maud's breasts, and her mouth serviced the other two.
It was difficult to go between boobs of such drastically different sizes, but she appeared to handle the task quite well, as Maud and Marble started kissing loudly enough for her to hear. Maud had the most firm breasts she had ever felt, aside from perhaps a super athletic mare with almost no chest to speak of—like Rainbow Dash. For her boobs to be as big as they were—a mere two-odd cup sizes less than Rarity—and yet so sturdy was a miracle. Marble's, while amazingly gravity-defying, had a more natural pillowy feeling.
Before long, Rarity, whose face was full of an inordinate amount of pony boob, realized the other girls had stopped kissing. She looked up and could only see Maud's face. “Is something the matter?”
“I need a blowjob,” Maud said.
“But I just gave you one!”
Marble grabbed her watermelon-sized breasts and sandwiched Rarity's head between them .“Not a proper blowjob.” She giggled as Rarity kissed every part of her massive cleavage she could reach. “My Maud also likes it when I use these on her.”
“You only had a little of me in your mouth, and I didn't cum.”
“But, if we get your rocks off...” Marble's breasts muffled Rarity's voice. “Then there won't be any cock left for me.”
Maud and Marble laughed.
“You're kidding, right?” Marble said.
Rarity tried to give an indignant huff, but she could not on account of the sheer amount of boob burying her face. And she enjoyed it too much to come up for air. “I most certainly am not. I saw how much sperm she discharged inside of you earlier. There is no way she has that much left.”
“I cum lots.” Maud paused. “And your ass. I don't think I could be finished until I split that tight little thing in half.” The uncharacteristic words tumbled forth.
Rarity did not have to look up to know Maud wore a fierce blush.
“Don't worry.” Marble squished her breasts harder against Rarity's head. “The last time Maud was this excited, I had to sneak back to my room because everypony would wake up soon, and she had to finish in the bathroom.”
A thought struck Rarity. What if futas could experience cascading orgasms with their cock, and not just their lady parts? If Maud's first load was any indication, it meant she would drown in cum were it true. She could not wait to find out, so she drew herself to her full height. “All right. Let's see how much of that titan I can fit in my mouth.”
“Not so fast.” Marble sank to her knees and levelled Maud's cock to her muzzle. “You had your turn. Now I'll show you how to suck on a real cock.” She massaged her neck in preparation. “And I'm getting the first shot of the load.”
“No, my pebble,” Maud said. “Whoever makes me cum gets the first shot.”
“Exactly.” Marble took a deep breath and opened wide. Rarity watched in fascination as Marble took the first six inches with ease, working her hands on the base of the shaft as Maud's endowment penetrated her throat.
Rarity began to rub herself. “Dear Celestia...” Marble had taken a good foot inside her and showed no signs of slowing down. More and more horsecock entered the voluptuous mare, and she kept going. Finally, she stopped when her lips reached the medial ring. Rarity could not help but wonder if it was because Maud's cock reached the bottom of her stomach, or because the shaft looked thick enough below the ring to dislocate her jaw.
Marble wrapped both hands around it—even clasping the same point, her fingers and thumbs could not meet—and started jerking hard. Maud spread her legs to lower her centre of gravity, placed her hands on her sister's head, and started thrusting. Her motions were slight, only a few inches back and forth, but powerful enough to make her head-sized tits bounce about.
Rarity moaned as she fingered herself deeper and deeper. She hoped Maud's endurance was high, for this display promised her the best face fuck of her life if she lasted long enough. It was Marble's lung capacity versus Maud's pleasure threshold. Maud's expression provided no clues as to how close she was, but then again, it probably never did.
After over a glorious minute of sucking, Marble fell back onto her ass. She propped herself up with her hands, her enormous chest heaving as she gulped down air. Maud's cock twitched expectantly. Such a majestic beast demanded respect. Rarity knelt and gave the head a kiss before she dove in.
She had plenty of experience deep throating monster cocks, but this behemoth was on another order of magnitude. It strained her throat as she pushed herself toward Maud's crotch. A constant flow of precum kept her throat lubricated, and it did not take her long to reach the halfway mark.
Tears ran down her cheeks as the member slid farther in. While the head made its way into her stomach, the shaft only thickened as she neared the base. The length of her hand separated her mouth from the medial ring when she felt Maud's cock reach its limit inside her. Determined to somehow take more, she aligned herself as straight as she could. She clamped her eyes shut and managed to swallow another couple of inches.
Rarity began to feel lightheaded from the sheer amount of cock lodged down her throat. With the rest of her conscious effort, she jerked Maud's dick, the mixture of precum and saliva making them slide up and down with ease. Looking up, she saw Marble clambering over her and pressing her tits against her sister's.
A pair of strong hands grabbed her hair. Part of her wanted to protest, but she knew one facial from Maud would ruin her mane, anyway. She guessed the two were making out while Maud drilled her dick deep inside her. Rarity's legs had long since buckled, but Maud's cock had no trouble supporting her weight.
She had no idea how long she had been sucking and stroking. Her second orgasm—the first in many years that came without anything touching her pussy—hit her as Maud's hips continued to piston her cock down her throat. Rarity's body shook, and consciousness began to slip away. She lacked the strength to pull herself off Maud, so she did the only thing she could: feebly tap her palms into Maud's pelvis.
Maud, unable to resist pulling Rarity as far down as she could go for a few seconds, backed away, easing her cock out of her partner's throat. Rarity collapsed, wheezing and spluttering.
“Are you okay?” Marble knelt beside her. “I can't believe you took as much as I did.”
Rarity nodded feebly. “So... much... cock...”
Maud took a seat on the bed now that the cum on it had dried up. “It took her a while to work her way up to that.”
Marble helped Rarity to her hooves. “Mmhmm.”
Rarity, still dizzy, clutched her for support. “Say, Marble.”
“Yes?”
“You seem to be talking an awful lot, yet I've barely heard a peep out of you before now. I thought you were more shy, than, well, Fluttershy. Yet you seem to be doing quite well right now.”
“I have to be,” she said, walking Rarity toward the bed. “I trained myself to be quiet. The last thing I can do is to let anypony know of our secret, so it’s best best if I just not talk.”
“The first time she took me, she screamed loud enough to rouse Holder,” Maud said. “It's lucky nopony else was home.”
“Mmhmm...”
“I see.” Rarity's head had cleared. There was a job unfinished sticking up from between Maud's legs.
Marble saw it, too. She stepped forward and filled her mouth with cock. She then grabbed her tits and smothered an entire foot of Maud's shaft between them. Slurps filled the air as she bobbed her head and jerked her boobs up and down.
Rarity noticed plenty of real estate near the base was left unserviced. Wiggling between the sisters, she brought her own tits to bear and followed Marble's lead. It felt like she was working an entire cock—one considerably thicker than her fist—but most of the shaft was buried inside Marble's expansive cleavage. Despite the pair of endowed mares' tits rubbing up and down its impressive length, enough of Maud's veiny cock remained exposed for Rarity to kiss and lick.
Not wanting to lose her little contest with Marble, Rarity slid up Maud's shaft until her breasts reached Marble's muzzle. Marble took the hint and let Rarity have a turn at sucking. They swapped places, and Rarity popped a manageable six inches into her mouth. The erratic throbs and pulses coming from the dick in her mouth told her Maud was finally getting close. She greedily gulped as much of Maud's pre as she could, sucking with all her might. She had to be the one to milk this monster.
But before she hit paydirt, Marble forced her to trade spots again. The girls continued to tit-worship Maud's cock, alternating head duty several times. By the time Rarity had begun her third crack at sucking Maud off, the futa shook with pleasure. The veins on her dick looked more strained, more apparent.
Rarity had not been sucking for long before Maud announced, “I am—I'm going to cum.” Her eyes went wide as the cock in her mouth bulged, going completely taut. With only a barely noticeable grunt as a warning, Maud went off like a fire hydrant, blasting a massive jet of cum inside Rarity's hungry mouth. The high-pressure shot tore down her throat and splattered in her stomach.
Too stunned to keep giving Maud a titjob, Rarity felt her throat burn from the force of the semen gushing through it. One shot followed another with such quick succession, it felt like the same one. She gulped the lovely, sticky seed as fast as Maud could shoot it, but she realized her stomach was already full. Rarity vaguely noticed Maud standing up and giving her shaft furious jerks. Excess cum sprayed from her flared nostrils as she could not keep swallowing it at this pace.
Maud pulled her cock from Rarity's mouth and aimed it at her face. In seconds, cum plastered itself all over her delicate features. She spluttered as more hit her, covering her hair, muzzle, horn, closed eyes, and cheeks. Rendered temporarily blind, she felt more cum pelting her tits.
Several grunts identical to the first came with Maud as she unloaded. The grunts continued, but the cum had stopped. Rarity took a trembling index finger and wiped her eyelids clean so she could open them again. Jizz dripped from everywhere at once, including her ears. She imagined she looked like she had a bucket of white paint dumped on her. She even felt rivulets running down not only her stomach, but her back, leaving warm sticky trails as they cascaded down her ass.
Her gaze refocused, and her jaw dropped. Marble had her mouth firmly clamped around the cock, which showed visible signs that it was still going. The urethra bulged as cum travelled up it. Marble's eyes were closed as she rapidly bobbed her head on the first few inches of cock, hoovering as much semen out as she could. Maud soon pulled out of her, too, and gave her a similar facial to Rarity's. In just one shot, Maud managed to completely coat Marble's enormous tits in cum.
Marble pulled Rarity close, bringing their heads together. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, and Rarity followed suit. Maud emptied the rest of her load into the girls' faces and mouths. Maud groaned as the last few droplets fell from her cock. She gave it a rough shake, splashing Rarity and Marble a little.
Rarity marvelled at what had just happened. She felt like she had just received a bukakke, yet Maud did that all on her own. Maud's cock also showed no sign of softening. If anything, it looked even harder than before. She concluded that futas were truly amazing creatures; Maud could single-handedly put Princess Celestia's personal harem out of a job.
Marble walked past her, toward the nightstand. Drops of cum on the wood floor marked her passage. She opened a drawer and pulled out an ugly red bed sheet. With a few quick rubs, she mopped up most of the cum on her face and tits, and she passed it to Rarity, who never imagined having to use an entire bed quilt as a cum rag. Rarity did the same as Marble, albeit more thorough, and discarded the soaked sheet on the floor.
“We really got her worked up,” said Marble, indicating Maud, who idly stroked her cock.
Hunger for a cock in her pussy almost completely blinded Rarity. “I want you to gut me like a fish.”
“You need to ride me first.” Maud lay flat on her back, and her cock stuck in the air like a flagpole. “I don't want to hurt you, so I need to see how much of me you can take.”
Nodding, Rarity half-walked, half-shuffled toward the bed. She clambered on it. Once again, the size of what she was up against struck her. Instead of being on her knees, she had to stand up in order to raise her pussy high enough to meet the head. The rod beneath her sopping wet marehood needed no further lubricant, so she ground her pussy lips on the head.
A familiar sensation welled within her. Maud's cock was only a little wider than her trusty toy, Chance. She gave a long, loud moan as she skewered herself upon Maud. Not a single nerve ending was left untouched as it slid deeper and deeper. Her vaginal muscles started to clench as more of the dark-grey shaft disappeared in her nethers.
Despite tightening, Rarity continued to penetrate herself on the futa with ease. The amount of love juice on the shaft in addition to simply using gravity and her body weight allowed her to take Maud as far as her body would allow. When she passed the medial ring, she rubbed herself with abandon. A couple inches of cock later, she felt the head reach its limit.
It was all she could do to stop herself from shrieking like a banshee. She was in heaven, and she felt so full. Pleasure flared so brightly in her mind it almost blinded her. Panting, she looked down. A couple handfuls of Maud's cock remained outside—enough to satisfy an ordinary mare. She had taken so much, and yet plenty of horsecock remained unsatisfied. “M-M-Marble, w-where do y-you p-p-put all that?”
“Lots of practice, like I said.”
Maud had to lean up to place her hands on Rarity's slender waist. “You are tight.”
“Anypony is going to feel tight on a cock that size.” Focus went into keeping her knees bent. It was fortunate she did so many leg exercises in order to maintain her killer, fuckable ass; all that lower-body strength came in handy now that she had to rely on her legs to ride a cock too large for her to take in its entirety.
“You took much more than Marble on her first try.” Maud's grip tightened, and she lifted Rarity a few inches. “But I think I'm ready to fuck you now.”
Not needing to be told twice, Rarity started bucking up and down. The sensations were extraordinary. She bounced as high as she could, her tits flopping around. But even though she went up considerably high, so much of Maud's cock remained inside at all times that it continued to hit her in all the right places. It, like Maud, was the best of both worlds.
Maud let her dictate the pace, and used her arms and hips to thrust in time with her. It did not take long for lust to overcome Marble: She hopped on the bed and sat on Maud's face. Grinding her hips into her sister, she leaned forward and grabbed Rarity's bouncing breasts none too gently. Rarity followed suit, and the two mares kissed.
Their tongues danced in their mouths as Rarity bounced on Maud's cock. Orgasms crashed into her in waves, making her pussy clench each time they hit. This only spurred Maud on to give it to her harder. Rarity whimpered into Marble's mouth as the pleasure that wracked her body threatened to short out her brain.
She almost reached the breaking point when Maud pulled herself upright and unsheathed her cock from her. Grateful for the break, Rarity lay on her back, quivering as Maud's head popped out. It was Marble's turn to mount up. Like Rarity, she stood tall and eased herself down. But where Rarity stopped, she kept going, until Maud hilted herself inside her. She clasped the back of her neck and tilted her head toward the ceiling.
A recovering Rarity watched Marble's chest bounce enough to hit her in the face as she rode her sister. That ass looked amazing as it went up and down Maud's length. Remembering what Marble did while she waited, Rarity eventually placed her pussy on Maud's muzzle. Immediately, she felt an expert tongue caressing her insides. Instead of going for a kiss, she took one of Marble's flopping tits in her mouth and groped it with both hands.
Marble grabbed the other and gave a contented moan. Rarity could have stayed in this position for hours, but an abrupt halt to the tonguing she received gave her pause. Maud spanked her sister, and a familiar splurting sound filled the room. Rarity placed her hands on Marble's stomach in awe. For the second time tonight, Maud had unloaded inside her.
Marble squeezed her nipples, and a mixture of pain and pleasure contorted her features. Within seconds, Rarity felt Marble's belly expand beneath her palms as Maud came. But instead of blowing her entire load inside her sister, she brought herself upright, knocking Rarity off the bed, and pulled out. She jammed her cock between Marble's luscious boobs and started thrusting into them.
Each time Maud's cock head poked from between Marble's mammaries, it loosed a massive jet of cum. Most of her seed blasted Marble in the face or her hungry mouth, but a great deal arced overhead and hit the wall at the opposite end of the room. Rarity gave Maud a sloppy kiss as Marble milked her cock.
As her orgasm subsided, Maud broke the kiss and licked her lips. She gave Rarity a look of hunger. “You said something before. You like it when your lovers pin you down, don't you?”
“Mmhmm.” Adrenaline pounded in Rarity's chest.
With a small river of cum leaking from her nethers, a panting Marble slid to the floor and leaned against the bed.
Maud did not keep Rarity waiting long. She bent her over until she was on all fours. Anticipation drove Rarity wild. Maud was every bit as strong as any of the burly stallions she had been with, and she could not have resisted even if she wanted to. She yelped when Maud grabbed her tail.
Any protest she wanted to voice was driven from her lips when Maud's cock head pressed against her nethers. Her marehood put up no resistance as Maud entered her tight snatch, tugging on her tail as she pushed inside. Rarity grabbed a pillow beside her head and shoved her muzzle inside it. She howled into the pillow as Maud's cock stretched her to the breaking point.
With a sharp tail tug and hard spanking, Maud began rutting Rarity with enough force to make her tits swing like pendulums. Rarity tried to rock herself back and forth in time with Maud's thrusts, but they came too quickly, and riding that monster had left her exhausted. This was the first time she found herself spent before her lover. All she could do was enjoy what was already by far the best sex of her life.
And enjoy it she did. Orgasm after orgasm hit her as Maud pile-drove her into the mattress. Every so often, Maud would yank on her tail or spank her ass. Each time Maud did so, a thrill shot through Rarity. Maud's thrusts were perfect. They were big, yet fast, and even though she could have tried to batter her cock against Rarity's cervix, she stopped just short of causing her pain, allowing Rarity's natural barrier to halt her advances.
Rarity soon felt a pair of firm breasts pressed against her back. Her arms and legs buckled as Maud pushed her onto her stomach. Maud shifted her grasp to Rarity's wrists, and she pinned them to the corners of the bed. Rarity squirmed, though it came from sheer ecstasy rather than lack of consent. Maud's tireless fucking continued, but now she slammed into Rarity from above, making the thrusts smaller, but much harder. The bed shook with each one.
A wall-eyed Rarity found something other than pillow in her face. It was pony pussy. Marble had climbed onto the bed and propped herself against the wall. The scent of mare juice and futa semen dominated Rarity's nostrils. Marble pressed herself against Rarity's muzzle, and Rarity could do nothing but oblige.
It was some of the worst cunnilingus she had administered, but Marble seemed to enjoy what little she could manage while Maud literally fucked her silly. Time was lost to Rarity, who could do nothing but hold on and keep lapping at Marble's pussy. At last, she felt Maud's thrusts become shorter and more erratic.
“You feel good,” she vaguely heard Maud say over the bed's creaks and Marble's soft moans. “Take it. Take my huge load.”
Rarity's eyes bulged as Maud thickened and released a torrent of cum inside her. It jetted into her womb, audibly splattering against its walls. She lay still as Maud continued to grunt and thrust, firing shot after shot of hot cum inside her. The seed began to swell her stomach. Mild panic set in as she felt like a water balloon being filled to the point of bursting.
A louder grunt came from Maud, and she lifted Rarity into the air. Her hands grabbed her waist, and she flipped Rarity onto her back. Rarity gasped when she saw her stomach that made her look six months pregnant. She was grateful when Maud pulled out. Maud was in mid-shot, and a string of cum splattered above her pussy, went all the way up her stomach, through her cleavage, and hit her in the face.
Maud grabbed her cock with both hands and thrust into them, spraying Rarity with the remainder of her load. Cum oozed from her ravaged snatch as she lay dazed on the bed. Her face and tits were so thoroughly soaked, it felt like the entire Canterlot Royal Guard had fucked her all at once. She doubted Celestia ever binged that hard.
As she lay, exhausted and spreadeagled, she felt Maud drag her by the legs until her ass rested on the edge of the bed. Marble soon joined her. Maud, her mane left in a ragamuffin state from the impossible amount of sex she had participated in, rubbed her cock against Marble's pussy. “She's... she's still?”
Marble's only response was to give her a feeble kiss as Maud grabbed her legs and started to plow her. Fascination pried one of Rarity's eyes open. Strain was written all over Maud's face, and her movements were weak compared to earlier in the night. After receiving two enormous facials, Rarity had almost begun to believe Maud was incapable of tiring.
Cum had scarcely ceased flowing from her pussy before Maud withdrew her cock from Marble, took a step to the left, and entered Rarity. Maud wore a determined grimace. Rarity had seen that look more times than she cared to remember. It was the face of somepony who was holding back an orgasm with all of their willpower, trying to eke out just another minute of glorious sex with her.
Somehow, she found the strength to grab Maud's breasts and knead them. She started sucking on them, giving each a gentle nibble. To her satisfaction, Maud groaned and leaned in further. She started kissing Marble as Rarity kept servicing her tits. Maud alternated between girls, switching more and more frequently as her endurance reached its end.
At long last, Maud withdrew her cock. She pulled it up to her chest and squeezed her tits against it. Using her own boobs to jerk herself off, Maud tilted her head down and started sucking. Rarity watched in awe as Maud sucked and stroked.
With a final shudder, Maud came.
Her load visibly travelled up her shaft and exploded directly into her mouth, her head snapping back a couple of inches from the recoil. Maud milked her own cock for a good fifteen seconds before releasing it from her mouth. More jizz exploded outward in a fountain, most of it hitting Maud in the face.
After several shots, Maud aimed her horsecock at Rarity and Marble, blasting them with litres of cum. When her latest orgasm finally subsided, Maud staggered toward the ruined bed. Her enormous cock, drained of every drop of cum, began to sag as it deflated. When she reached the bed, it swung between her knees and gradually retracted into its sheath.
Maud sat beside Rarity, her ass squelching in the puddle of cum. Her seed’s scent hung thick and heavy in the air, a delicious reminder of the three mares’ night of heaven. “That was something.”
“Talk about your Hearth's Warming stocking stuffer,” Rarity mumbled. “Please tell me we can do this more often.”
“Mmhmm,” said Marble.
“Marble is still my pebble,” Maud said, “but the three of us can be... what is the word?”
“Friends with benefits?” Rarity offered. “Well, in this case, 'fuck buddies' is much more accurate.”
“Mmhmm.”
The door creaked open, and Rarity's heart stopped.
A pair of sharp female gasps.
“Y-you said this room would be empty.” The first voice belonged to Fluttershy.
“Ugh, I know I forgot something—oh holy sweet mother of Celestia!” Rainbow Dash was the other.
“Is that?” Fluttershy said, no doubt staring at Maud.
Rarity was so plastered with cum and so exhausted, she could not move to see what was happening.
“Hey, Flutters,” Rainbow said, a mischievous tone in her voice, “looks like you're not the only mare around here who's got a big cock!”
