Surprise Present

"You couldn't wait, could you Apple Bloom!?" Sweetie Bell said, glaring at the still nude farmfilly. Both she and Scootaloo had been surprised and confused when the two of them came into the clubhouse naked. At least, until Sweetie spied the white stains on Bloom's mound and put two and two together."You know we agreed to do this together!"

Apple Bloom looked at her friends sheepishly, "Ah-Ah didn't mean to....Ah just kinda lost mahself..."

"Lost...Bloom, we spent the last three days prepping for this because we all have a crush on Spike!" Scootaloo added in, tapping her foot on the clubhouse, "Remember? That way we'd get a morale boost from each other AND it meant we wouldn't end up fighting over him!"

Meanwhile, Spike had been shoved onto one of the beanbag chairs and was watching with a mix of confusion at why Scoot and Sweetie were irked, and more than interested at what the two had on.

Scootaloo was in just a pair of dark blue stocks and a snug fitting black t-shirt, showing off the curve of her B-cup chest and lithe figure. The shirt was also long to make him wonder if she had panties on while showing off her surprisingly long legs.

Sweetie had on white stockings and a white, body-hugging cheongsam dress. The dress' slits were high enough to make the lower half resemble a loincloth, showing off the younger unicorn's supple legs and showing she didn't have panties on. The material was also transparent enough to let him see the faint outline of her large C-cup chest and nipples.

Upon hearing just why they were irritated with Bloom-coupled with the lingering sex high he was still surfing- the switch clicked on, except this time the handle broke off. While they were scolding their third member, he got up, and with a grin, gave them both a playful swat on the rear.

"Woo/EEP!" They both yelped, jumping a good foot in the air in surprise.

"Heh, I think that's more my fault, girls. When I saw her shaking those plump little apples of hers, I couldn't resist getting a taste." His grin widened a bit more as he looked at them, "Just like now."

Scootaloo's cheeks instantly pinked as the tingle from the swat ran up her spine, "Oh, w-well..." She tried to think of something else to say, but the slightly hungry look in the dragon's eyes was making her tingle elsewhere.

"In that case, far be it from me to disappoint." He replied, giving them both another swat, though a bit gentler this time, and sliding an arm around each before they could fully respond, pulling them close.

"B-But Apple Bloom's already..." Scootaloo started to say, until she trailed off at the feel of his hand sliding up under her shirt. A squeak from Sweetie showed he was doing the same to her.

"Then she..." He pulled up the shirt/skirt a bit as his hands went higher, his claws slightly dragging along their stomachs and making them shiver, "...can sit back and watch. So, who wants to go first?" One went higher under Sweetie's dress while Scootaloo's went lower.

Scootaloo bit back a whimper of pleasure as she felt Spike's hand stop just above her sex, one of his fingers barely touching her clit, while Sweetie squeaked at him stopping right under her breast, a claw grazing the sensitive flesh. "Hm, well well...sees somepony forgot her panties today." His tongue flicked out over his upper lip as he glanced between them, or maybe she didn't..."

"C-come on Spike!" Scootaloo whimpered, feeling herself getting wet at how close his hand was, as well as the fact he was between them....naked, "This...this is playing dirty!" Half of her wanted to hit him for driving her nuts like this, but the other half was begging for him to move his hand already.

"Y-Yeah..!" Sweetie squeaked, panting slightly as Spike's fingers moved some, settling in between her breasts, "We...we were supposed to seduce you!"

"In that case, I'd say..." Both of them gasped when he moved both hands, gently grabbing an intimate location, "You did a pretty good job." One hand proceeded to knead and squeeze Sweetie's breast a while the other ran a finger along Scootaloo's already wet folds.

"S-Spike..." Sweetie's cheeks almost glowed as she felt him grope the soft orb, catching her nipple between two fingers.

Scootaloo just whined and squirmed at the feel of the hand between her legs, trying hard to pretend that she could handle it, but squeaking herself when his thumb rolled over her clit.

"Now, should I ask exactly what you ladies were planning once you got me here?" He asked, pressing/squeezing just enough to get a cute moan from the both of them.

"W-we...haa...we were..." Sweetie's blush deepened when she heard Scootaloo squeal. A glance down showed he'd slid the tip of his finger into her mound, moving it up and down slightly as it slipped in deeper. It didn't help that the noises the pegasus was making, combined with what she was seeing, was making her feel wetter than Horseshoe Bay.

"Hm?" Spike's grin widened even more when he pulled his finger out, getting a little whimper of disappointment from Scootaloo. He then brought it up, her juices glistening on it, and slowly coiled his tongue around it. All three went nearly incandescent in surprise and more than a bit of arousal as they watched him lick it clean, doing it almost casually. "Hm...a bit like Dashie. Not bad."

"I...I taste like Rainbow Dash!?" Scootaloo's voice almost cracked when she asked, her eyes as wide as Pinkie's.

"A little sweeter, but pretty close." He leaned in and whispered, "And just as tasty." He smirked a little at the squeak she let out before turning to a glowing Sweetie, "Unfortunately, I didn't think to try and see what Rarity tasted like, but, I will say that you, Sweetie Belle, are just as squeezable." Punctuating it by giving her breast a good squeeze, getting moan from her as well.

"Um...Spike? D-do me an' AJ have anything in common?" Apple Bloom asked, only to get a devious look in return...

Before she let out a squeal of surprise as Spike's tail swung around, smacking her backside and making the cheek jiggle a bit. "You both have VERY spankable booties." He responded, earning a third blush as she ran her hand over where his spade hit, looking turned on as well. "Now, I believe you were explaining your plan?"

"We..we were gonna pick a sp-spot each..." Apple Bloom answered. By now her hormones were rising to the surface, as she'd started rubbing a breast with her free hand, "One of us'd get yer tongue, another yer...yer lap..."She moaned briefly, pinching her nipple, "And the third...probably yer hand."

"But now our...our plan's kinda thrown off since it's just us....t-twoo...?" Scootaloo added, her eyes widening when she saw what was below Spike's waist, "S-Sweetie...!"

"Huh?" Sweetie followed her gaze until she saw them too, letting a squeak of surprise, "Celestia's quim!"

"Oh." Spike chuckled, pretending not to notice their reactions, "Well, I could help you sort that out if you want. It's just a matter of whether we start off gentle..." He licked his lips suggestively, showing off a few inches of it, "...or rough..." His tail wriggled around in front of them, the muscle flexing visibly, "...to get you ready." He maneuvered a bit so they were against him, "So, who wants what?"

Both of them were quiet for a moment until Scootaloo spoke up,"I...I can handle rough."

"You sure, Scoot?" Spike asked, "Rainbow nearly went limp from it."

"Y-yeah...yeah!" She responded, trying to puff her chest out, "I can handle it!"

"Can...can I go with gentle?" Sweetie asked, looking a little intimidated by his tail.

"No problem, and don't worry...." He let the full twelve inches roll out and twisted both it and his spade, making the three of them blush even harder, "I'll go slow until you're ready. Now, how about I help you out of those clothes? No sense damaging them."

"If you mean this shirt, go ahead. I don't it getting ripped up some." Scootaloo responded, biting her lip some as she watched him help Sweetie get her cheongsam off.

"Leave the stockings on." He added.

Sweetie Belle PoV

Sweetie felt her cheeks burn once the dress was off and Spike saw her in her birthday suit. While she was proud of her figure-firm, rounded d-cup breasts, topped with a pair of cute, dusty pink nipples; flat stomach with a slight bit of pudge, trim waist that flared into a pair of voluptuous hips and thighs, capped off by a pert bubble bottom-she was still apprehensive about actually showing it off.

"Yum."

For reasons she couldn't explain, hearing him say that one word, plus the way he licked his lips with that almost obscenely long tongue, as he looked her over with a hungry expression...was kind of an ego-booster for the young unicorn mare.

Didn't hurt that it made her own quim quiver a bit in anticipation.

While he led them over to a couple of the squishier bean bag chairs, her mind raced at what he was going to do to them exactly. Would it hurt? Judging by the way Apple Bloom was acting, it didn't seem like it, but she had to admit that Bloom was a little tougher than her. Settling into the chair-which was a new experience nude-she mentally bopped herself, 'Get a grip, Belle! This is Spike; he wouldn't hurt me, not intentionally! Just...just calm down and enjoy yourself...' She was broken from her thoughts by the feel of familiar hands sliding along her inner thighs, making her look to see Spike kneeling in front of her, gently spreading her legs apart and positioning himself between them.

"Are you ready?" He asked, looking up at her, his face inches from her mound.

Sweetie could see Scootaloo out of the corner of her eye, squirming a bit at the spade resting on her own crotch. She quickly swallowed the nervous lump in her throat and nodded, "Mm-hmm." She squeaked.

"Remember, just say when you want me to kick it up." With that, he descended, his tongue snaking out and slowly running along the outer edge of her sex, making her gasp and arc her back.

"S-Sweet Celestia!" She half-squealed, "Th-they didn't say anything about this in sex ed...!" Then again, all she really got of it was 'rod P goes into slot V', and stuff like growing breasts, masturbating, and whatnot. This in the other hand...! Her pulse sped up as he continued licking, moving closer and closer to her virgin slit with that hot, slick appendage. She grabbed hold of the chair, holding on like it was a matter of life and death.

It seemed like he was aware since he'd slipped one hand around her thigh and another back onto her breast, gently kneading it. She didn't know why exactly, but the contact was kind of relaxing, though she was still on edge from that darn tongue!

"And now the entree." She heard him say...and her eyes shot open at the forked tip sliding into her folds.

"A-ahhh!" She moaned, writing slightly under the oral assault, bucking her hips a little as his tongue wriggled deeper and deeper into her, rasping over her inner walls, squeezing and kneading her breast in the process, "S-Spike....!" She mewed, her breath growing shallower the deeper he went, until he clamped his mouth over her entire pussy. After a minute, he suddenly stopped. She was about ask what was wring when she felt him start to coil up in her, pressing against her tunnel before he start to slowly, agonizingly, twist and stretch. She nearly screamed in esctacy at the friction against multiple sensitive spots, hitting them more than once.

It wasn't long before she could feel a tightening down in her nethers, like a dam about to crack. She had just enough time to notice Apple Bloom laying on a couple of big pillows, watching them with a glassy-eyed expression; One hand squeezing her breast, and another downstairs, rapidly pumping two fingers into her sex. By the time she registered it, her orgasm hit, sending her into a silent scream, and forcing her to grab Spike's head as she felt her sex quiver violently around his tongue, coupled with faint gulping and an oddly pleasant suction as she felt him actually suckle on her mound a little before slowly pulling his tongue out.

"Yum!" He smiled, licking her clean, "You really did taste like a marshmallow!" He finish with a light kiss on her clit.

"To...to quote Pinkie: Wowee Zowee...!" She managed to get out before going limp in the chair.

Scootaloo PoV

'Ok, Scoots, you handle this.' Scootaloo thought, trying-and failing-to not squirm a little as the spade of Spike's tail rested gently on her mound, the feel of it alone was getting her worked up.

"Ready?" She heard him ask, seeing him look her way for a second.

"Yeah...l-let's do it!" She replied...

Only to squeal as the tip began to enter her. The tip was flexible enough, but it still stretched her out a little; and the feel was unbelievable! 'C-Celestia's tits! It...it's so tight...and it's just his tail!' She gritted her teeth, trying hard to act calm but grabbing onto the chair as the tip finally entered her. She managed to briefly catch her breath for a second before she felt it start to slowly pump in her, the edges rubbing along her already sensitive walls. "Iii...!" was all she manage to get out until it forced her to arch her back from the sensation of pleasure slamming into her small frame.

She could only get a look over to Sweetie, Spike's head nestled firmly in her crotch and playing with one of her boobs. For a second, a brief shot of envy hit her. Granted, she was happy having at least a small B-cub, but would Spike like playing with hers? He should be able to grip them at least...hopefully.

Of course, that's about as far as she could think until the spade began twisting as it pumped, "H-Haaaa....!!" She gasped, her whole body tightening up briefly when it hit her. Unfortunately, it proved to be a bit more than her body could handle and she felt herself go limp, a somewhat dazed looked in her eyes as she just let out little whimpers and mews of pleasure, letting his tail have its way with her.

It wasn't until Sweetie finally said something that brought her back to reality, "W-wow...!" She worked out, "Never...never thought I'd look forward to walking funny...!"

Seeing that both looked like they'd climaxed, Spike sat back up, doing his best to pull his tail out without hurting Scootaloo. "You still feel up for the real deal?" He asked, noticing how worn out they looked, "We can wait if you--"

"N-No way!" Scootaloo exclaimed, sitting up, her face flushed, "I planned to go all the way with this, big boy!"

"Me...me too!" Sweetie chimed in, fanning herself some.

'Well, gotta give them credit for wanting to stick through it.' Spike thought, "In that case, who want's to go first?"

"I might....I might need a few minutes, hehe." Scootaloo chuckled weakly, panting some.

"Then it looks like you get first go, Sweetie." He loomed over her teasingly, "So, rough or gentle?"

"B-be gentle?" She asked, glancing down at his twins.

"Sure. Here, let's get a little more comfortable." He said, taking a moment to lift her out of the chair. A little maneuvering, and he was soon in the chair with Sweetie in his lap, "Say when."

"Um...Spike?" She bit her lip cutely, looking at the two erections in front of her, "Can...can I try something?"

"What'd you have in mind?" His answer came in the form of her positioning herself above his upper and, with a squeaky grunt, lowered herself onto it. He 'erf'ed slightly at how tight she was, what he didn't expect was the sensation in her wedging his lower in between those plump butt cheeks of hers. "Th-this is new..." He said, getting a silly grin at the feel.

"I...I didn't really feel up for where they both might go...but I didn't want it t-to feel left out." She moaned a little at the feel of it stretching her some. "Kinda tickles a little." She wriggled her hips a little and giggled before taking a deep breath, "Ok, Spike...I-I'm ready."

He took a deep breath of his own and began to slowly bounce her in his lap, gritting his teeth a little at how she clenched down on him 'Luna's pucker, this filly's tight!'

Mmmf! I....I knew doing...eee...doing squats would be worth it!" Sweetie squeed, her breasts bouncing in time with the thrusts, her tail wagging happily from the way the spines on both penises were sawing away at multiple weak spots. "Um...I-I'm not...haa...squeezing too hard, am I?"

"Not..not at all...!" Spike tried to fight back the growl in his voice as he ignored the side of him that was ranting for him to pin this pony and plow her until she was cross-eyed. "S-say...Sweetie, mind...*rrr* mind if I try something?"

"SureeeEEP!" She squeaked when he suddenly grabbed two handfuls of her backside, his fingers sinking into the flesh slightly, "Ahh..Sp-Spiikeee!" She blushed hotly when he followed up by burying his face in her chest, looking at her as he wrapped his tongue around a nipple.

"Spike want..." He muttered, thrusting a little harder.

Sweetie almost drew blood as she bit her lip to keep from crying out in pleasure when the bounces started coming harder, combined with being in his grip and the assault on her already sensitive nipples. She was already still on the edge from being ate out earlier, and this was bringing her to peak even faster. "Spike..! I I'm gonna..!"

He simply smiled and squeezed her ass harder, using it to bounce her even more.

That did it, "SPIIIII...!" She shrieked, tossing her head back as she came a second time. However, Spike didn't slow down. With a lust-filled growl, he took a mouthful of her breast, his teeth lightly dragging along the vulnerable area and sending a shiver along her body.

He barely cleared her nipple before a low hiss escaped him and Sweetie felt him buck hard as something hot spilled into her and between her cheeks, making it slick around his erection, "Haa...haa..Sorry, Sweetie...think I made you a little sticky back there."

"It's ok..." She blushed, "I kinda like it..." She leaned down to kiss him, wiggling her rear in his hands a little, "Looks like it's Scoot's turn now."

"Yeah." He returned the kiss, "You know, I'd say 'good enough to eat' definitely runs in the family for you and Rarity." He smirk at her shy smile as he helped her up. Once he was up, though, she plopped back down on the beanbag with a contented sigh.

Luckily for Scootaloo, she'd managed to recover enough in time to catch the climax. Her eyes widened, and it was hard to hide the somewhat eager smile when she heard the words 'Scoot's turn'. What she saw when the pair separated, however, had several questions running through her head: 'Was...was he always THAT big?? W-will they even fit in me? Is it gonna feel like I hope it will?'

"Feeling up for it, Scoot?" Spike's voice brought her back, standing in front of her. She felt her face heating up as she glanced down at the twin rods of flesh, glazed in the fluids of her friend's recent romp with him. She'd heard a couple of fillies and young mares say that was kind of a gross sight, but personally, she though it was kind of erotic, and would let him in without much trouble.

She quickly licked her lips, "You better believe it." She fought the urge to shiver in delight at what awaited her.

"Are you sure you still want it rough?" He raised an eye questioningly.

"C'mon, I wanna see what you can do to me!" She smirked cockily, "Unless you think you can't handle me?"

That seemed to be all he needed, because before she could react, there was the sound of tearing fabric as he ripped the shirt right off her.

"Yeek!" Was all she could really respond with, seeing Spike toss the remains of her top aside, and a hungry look on his face. On reflex, she tried to dive for cover, only to almost fall on her feet when something snagged her tail. "Wha--!?" She looked behind to see him with a firm grip on her tail. With a low growl, he pulled her back to him, and in one quick thrust, hilted himself into both her ass and pussy.

"Hffff!!" She gasped. Though it was from bouncing off him a little than any pain-thankfully he was lubed up enough for it not to hurt, though the VERY snug fit caught her offguard. Both his arms promptly wrapped around her, putting a firm grip on her breasts.

He slowly pulled out almost all the way, the penile spines pulling surprisingly cute noises out of her. "Scootaloo want?" He hissed into her ear, making her shiver, though it wasn't in fear. She whimpered a little as he kneaded her breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples.

"Spike give!" He thrusted back in, the smack of flesh echoing in the clubhouse along with Scootaloo's squealing gasp.

"Aahh...Sp-Spike...MMM!" She could barely form a coherent word as he turned it in a rhythm, and with jackhammer ferocity; pulling almost out, letting those spine torment her, before driving back in hard enough to make her petite backside jiggle slightly. It was torturous, agonizing...

And she bucking LOVED it! The near-constant shocks of pleasure were reducing her to a near blissful jelly, "F-Faster!" She half-begged, trying to push back in time with his thrusts, "Rut me hard!" After a minute, she wailed as her orgasm slammed into her, combined with a half-suppressed snarl from Spike and one last, hard slam before a wet heat gushed into her.

"Ro...rough enough for you, Scoot?" Spike managed to get out, panting some, propping his head on her shoulder

Her only response was to give him a searing kiss.

"Hope I wasn't too forceful with her." Spike said once they'd all come down from their highs a few minutes later; Sweetie was stretching a little to ease the soreness. Apple Bloom was laying on her pillows, trying to catch her breath from her own climax watching them, fingers still deep in her own pussy. Scootaloo was curled up in the chair, sound asleep with a very happy look on her face. Spike chuckled and kissed her cheek.

"She'll be ok." Sweetie replied, "Granted, I think we'll all be walking funny for a while. But..." She blushed before kissing him herself, "It was worth it. Now, you probably better get going, the others are probably wondering what's keeping you."

"Yeah, um, you want me to bring Bloom's clothes back here?" He asked, remembering all their stuff was still at the shower.

"Nah, we always keep some extra clothes here, just in case. We can go get hers, just as soon as we air this place out. Now hurry up!" She gave him time to give all three a goodbye kiss before shooing him out.

It took him a few minutes to get back to it-mostly from hiding after nearly being spotted by Big Mac and Sugar Belle while they were taking a walk- but once he did, he quickly washed up to get the triple sex scent off him. Getting dressed, however, he noticed he'd been sent another message. A recording and image, to be exact.

"You gotta be kidding me." He said, hitting the playback.

'Bump, Bump, Sugarlump Rump!'