The Layers of Death Metal

When Death Metal took the job of a bodyguard, she knew that she would be extremely annoyed with some of her clients. She expected some snooty, arrogant little shits with too much money and not enough brains in their heads to extend courtesy to their fellow ponies. Having to go to high end parties with entres the size of kiddie crackers and string quartets playing in the background. Death thought she would have to sit through the same anecdote over and over again while her client did their best to impress their rich ass friends by being “clever.” The worst she expected was having to guard them from a shooting champagne corks flying through the air that she would have to catch in her hand or her head.

Boy howdy, did she ever want to be in that situation compared to this. There were now twenty year olds acting like young teenagers coming into a mansion with kegs, beer pong table, beer bongs, pool gear and many other items you would expect to find at a frat party. However, this was not a college gettogether. This was a pornography actress’s party. Everypony in this place was somehow connected, beit friend or coworker, to a pornstar named Pink Lips.

Surprisingly enough, Death Metal actually knew about her, and had watched some of her porn, thanks to her girlfriend. Pink Lips was known for her love of double penetration, especially ones involving the largest cocks in the porn business, namely Tree Trunk, Junkmeister, Brute Force, and The Mule. All of which measure from twelve to fourteen incredibly thick inches in length. She was known as the size queen of the porno industry who somehow managed to stay as tight as a virgin in spring.

Death Metal stood beside her while Pink Lips sat in her red suede chair and laughed along with two guys who sat on a couch, playing quarters with a small cup of beer. The music was some form of current pop music that you heard consistently on the radio. The music gave Death ear cancer, and put her slightly on edge. What put her more on edge was the fact that more than half of these guys at the party were so clearly going after Pink Lips’s snatch. Even the twenty five female guests were giving her bedroom eyes as they made their way out back to her gigantic pool. Out of the twelve of them in the pool, eight of them were topless, one of the topless ones also did not have bikini bottoms, because she just forgot to bring her swimsuit to begin with. It was some kind of rule in Pink Lips’s house that anyone who forgets to bring their swimwear has to swim naked.

Yes, Pink Lips had rules, the most comical rules you could ever think of, and all of them were listed on a dry erase board in her living room. Death Metal didn’t read them because she didn’t care. There were random blowjobs being given around the house, closets were occupied by fucking, and parts of the upstairs smelled strongly of weed.

Death Metal simply stood there in the corner of the gigantic living room, her arms crossed and seemingly gazing off into space. She had something of a talent when it came to spotting danger. While some of these party goers seemed to have some kind of prowess in fighting, none of them even gave off a simple aggression or the slightest hint of hostility. All of them were either talking, fucking, or swimming, once in a while whooping like morons.

“Oh, come on, Death Metal! Come have some fun with us!” Pink Lips said as she motioned for Death Metal to join them. Her entire body was a very hot pink that almost made Death need to squint as the ceiling lights reflected off of her. Her styled purple and blonde-striped hair dangled down to her shoulders in curls and her enormous tits were about ready to pop out of her tiny tank top. While she was looking at Death Metal, the two well built stallions on the couch had their eyes on her flimsy, black workout pants that looked like they could be tugged down in an instant. She was a unicorn, and her purple eyes begged Death Metal to join them in the festivities.

Death rolled her eyes and sighed. “Fine. So what are we playing, spin the bottle?”

All three of them paused for a moment, and began to look at each other. One of the guys drank the cup of beer, then picked up a bottle beside him, draining the beer from it as well, sighing after he chugged it.

“Now we are.” The brown, muscled stallion with a black mane said as he put the quarter in his pocket and put the bottle onto the coffee table. This made Pink Lips laugh and Death Metal remember why she very rarely talked to anypony at all. The brown Earth pony stallion known as Bulge started to spinned the bottle really fast. One thing that Death had to admit, he did spin it really fast and evenly, almost as if he’d done this more than once. The bottle pointing to the guy beside him, the black furred, red haired pegasus, Dark Chocolate.

“Eyyyy!” Dark said as they embraced in a drunken hug and he kissed Bulge on the cheek, causing Pink Lips to start laughing rather hard. Death Metal merely sat there, her nervous tendencies starting to show as she shuffled her hooves.

“Hey, Death Metal!” Pink Lips said as she picked up a full beer from the ice chest beside her and held it up to her. “If you want, I won’t tell your employ--”

Before she could even finish, Death Metal took the bottle, leaned the cap up to the coffee table, bumped it with her hand to pop the top and started to down the entire bottle in one long train of gulps. All three of them stared at Death Metal as she did this. She finished it and put it beside her hoof on the floor.

“That. was. AWESOME!” Bulge said, and then Death Metal let out a very loud, guttural belch that had all of them laughing. Pink Lips got her another beer in no time, and Death did the same thing, only to belch once again, much to their delight.

“And you said she’s your bodyguard?” Bulge asked, looking over at Pink Lady, who nodded.

“Yep! She’s been following me all day while I got stuff for this party, protecting my body with her own. So whatever I say is a threat, she stops from getting near me. It’s pretty cool! I heard she’s really good.”

Pink Lips patted the off-white Earth Pony who was now starting to feel some slight effects of the alcohol. The beer was evidently strong, and her inhibitions started to disappear, as did her give-a-shit levels as she entered her third alcoholic drink.

There was a commotion outside, and all of them looked outside to see that guys were pulling bikini bottoms off of mares and running away with them. Both Bulge and Dark looked at each other, silently agreeing to get in on the action as they ran out to the backyard, pulling off their tops and cannonballing into the pool.

Pink Lips watched them go to the pool and smiled, seeing that she was alone with Death. She looked over at the darkly clad pony who looked like she was going to a rock concert. She didn’t listen to Corpseborne but she’d heard of them. She knew that they definitely not her type of music, so she went with what she did know. She had discovered that Death Metal was the girlfriend of the most rich and powerful mare in Ranchtown, and she knew that Pearl Necklace was pink, much like herself, if not the same shade. She picked up her fancy alcoholic drink from the side of her chair and sipped it through the straw on top, the red liquid draining a bit from the glass.

“So, Miss Death Metal,” She started to say.

“It’s just Death Metal.” She replied swishing her raven black hair behind her shoulder, now it was starting to grow a bit more in length since she last had it shortened.

“Okay, Death Metal, have you seen any of my films?” She asked, knowing that the odds were pretty good. In the six years she’d been in the business, she hit the bigtime within the first year and sported over two hundred videos, many of them full feature length pornographies.

“My girlfriend likes you, so yeah.” She replied, downing more of her beer. “I’ve seen one or two.” She lied, she’d actually seen closer to ten of them. Pearl loved to grind her pussy against Death’s while they watched porno, making it a bit of a competition as to who would cum first.

“Oh yeah?” Pink Lips grinned at this, she loved her fans, but she also kept her distance with some of them, hence the bodyguard while she went into public. She honestly didn’t need her for the party, but she kept her around for rather obvious reasons. “What happens to be your… kink?” She leaned on her chair’s arm as she kept sipping from her drink in the big margarita glass.

Death Metal’s green eyes turned to Pink Lips. She didn’t know if she should be slightly annoyed with her or just roll with the hits. She looked into those two bright, purple eyes and suddenly remembered why people loved her charisma so much. She sighed.

“Well, obviously I’m into vagina.” Death Metal downed the rest of the beer in the bottle. “And I’m aware that you have one.”

Pink Lips squealed and slid down to her back in her seat, pulled her pants off and pulled her panties to the side to show off her vagina that was worth around twenty two million bits, give or take. Death Metal couldn’t help but fall for the bait and give her pussy a good look. Seriously, when was she going to be able to see a porn star’s live action twat again?

Somehow, the other crowd either didn’t take notice, or they’d seen her naked so much that it didn’t even seem to be that much of a novelty anymore, neither would surprise Death.

“See? I got one!” She rubbed her pussy in front of her, and, as her name suggested, it was an even brighter pink than her fur. That’s when something caught Death Metal’s eye. She looked over at her hip to see that her cutie mark was different than it was in her pornos. In her videos, she had a cutie mark of a pink lip print. From what she could see around her panties, it was a tree trunk with pink leaves. Pink Lips took notice of this and pulled her pants back up, clapping her hands together as she leaned back forward in her chair. “So! Will I be able to meet Pearl Necklace?”

Death Metal didn’t miss the fact that she suddenly changed the subject before the subject even arised. “Yeah, she’s coming to pick me up when you release me.” Death Metal was a bit sickened by the prospect of being someone’s servant like this, but she just told herself, it’s only for today. “She actually wants to meet you.”

“Ooohh! I’m flattered!” Pink Lips giggled as she finished off her drink, then gave a quail call. Immediately a muscle-bound pegasus stallion came to her and took her drink to replace it with yet another one. “So, how do you feel about nice meaty horse cocks?”

Death Metal’s eyes widened some at the question. The sudden image of getting fucked by Fable for the first time, then fast forwarding to Winter’s big blue rod played through her mind. They were fun, she got off pretty good with them, but to her, nothing would ever replace Pearl and her wacky antics in bed. “They’re alright.”

“Alright?! Who in the hell has been fucking you?” The concern on her face was palpable as she looked around the crowd both inside and out by the pool. “Ah, there we go. Macho!”

Macho Manos, a brute of a stallion came up to her with his hands cupped together in front of him. “Yes, milady.” He spoke in a frank, blunt voice that made Death Metal slightly uncomfortable. It was obvious he could handle himself in a fight, both in his stature and his mannerisms. All the sudden, Death started to wonder why she was needed in the first place. She’d already seen two servants who were perfectly capable of holding their own.

“Bring me Machismo. She pointed out toward the pool, and he nodded, going straight outside. “A young mare such as yourself needs to indulge in some of the finer aspects of life, and that means knowing the right kind of ponies. Machismo is a primo cut.”

As she said this, a yellow earth pony with beautiful long, red hair came into the room with a towel wrapped around his waist as he had hastily dried himself off, his hair was still dripping a little bit.

“Sup, Pink?” He said in that deep, surfer voice that made Death Metal lift an eyebrow.

“She needs to see real penis.” Pink Lips pointed to Death Metal, looking up at him, and he looked toward DM with his amber orange eyes.

Without hesitation, he dropped his towel, along with his swim trunks to reveal a cock that even drew a surprised look from Death. It was a brighter tan color, hanging low, even when it was limp. Pink Lips pulled him by his hand to her and shoved his dick deep into her mouth. Like a fucking expert, which she was, she deepthroated his cock with loving affection, looking up at him as he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. It took no time to get him hard as a rail. His dick was massive! Machismo’s cutie mark had an orange heart with the female symbol inside of it, and it was clear as to why.

“There we go.” She wiped her mouth as she held the stallion’s hard cock in her hand, holding it up to reveal his balls. All of the blood drained into Death’s face as she witnessed this, her flushed face could not be hidden, nor could she take her eyes off of that cock that hung from Machismo’s pelvis. It was a fantastic shape of a phallus, and it put many trees to shame.

When it came down to it, though, even though her crotch was starting to pool, she had no idea who this guy was. This was a strange bunch of ponies, and a lot of faces that she didn’t trust, let alone would want to perform for. She swallowed hard, her eyes never leaving that beautiful piece of meat Pink had in her hand.

“I-I ummm… I’m more of a watcher.” Death said in somewhat of a meek tone than her normal speech.

This drew a gasp from the unicorn. At first she thought that she would be offended, but then a smile crossed the bright pink pony’s face. She stood up from her chair, and Death Metal did not miss that she used her horn to pull down her own pants and panties before lifting her arms and sliding off her tank top to allow her enormous breasts to bounce free. Her cutie mark was now those famous pink lips once again and she put her knees into her chair, pointing her rump toward the muscular earth pony.

“She’s a voyeur.” She sang a little melody and used her hands to spread her ass cheeks apart. The stallion got up behind her and slowly slid his cock into her cunt, drawing a deep breath from the pornstar mare. The crowd around them noticed this was happening, and none of them moved from their spots, but they did watch as they went on about their business as well.

Machismo apparently knew exactly how Pink Lips liked it and pulled both of her arms behind her back as he started to hump her with some nice force, causing her face to press against the back of her chair and her breath to start heaving as his massive cock stretched her legendary pussy lips. There was a big smile across his face as the two of them meshed together, fucking as if it were second nature, no shame, no hesitation between them.

“Oh, yes, my big boy! Mommy needs a nice fuck!” She whispered to him, egging him on and causing him to go balls deep into her sheathe, which strangulated his thick rod.

Death Metal had no idea why she didn’t just flat out say no. She was merely thankful that she wore dark black jeans because her crotch had evidence of darkening as her pussy dampened straight through her panties. She watched, though, once again her curiosity and longing was getting the best of her. Who could possibly say no to a front row seat to such a show? Even the pool party outside stopped what they were doing and intently watched, knowing that moving in closer was a big party foul in Pink Lips’s house.

Pink’s cheeks furiously flushed as her mouth hung open and her eyes closed. For someone who got fucked multiple times a day, she still loved every single inch that was driven into her cunt. The stallion’s cock was covered in pussy juice, and much of it dribbled out of her as he slid deep inside of her, knocking against the back of her tunnel as he pulled her arms into him at the same time. Her moans were lavished in that pornographic style that she was so well known for.

“Oh yeah! You wanna fuck me? You big fucking stud! Make me your slut! Give me your milk and fill me up like a balloon! Breed me! Pork me with everything you got! I want you to cum! I wanna feel it inside me! More!” Her porn talk fueled his fire and made him rail her like a freight train. Their fucking could be heard all through the main room, the wet smacking sounds resonated clearly and quickened in its pace as it was clear that he was starting to really get into it.

His breath quickened along with her and she pressed her face into the back of her chair to muffle her whimpers as such an enormous penis pumped her pussy full. “More! More! Don’t you fucking stop you fucking asshole! Don’t you fucking stop or I’ll kill you! I swear I’ll kill you! Make me--- AHH!!!” Her first orgasm came and she gave off another shriek as her chin met with her upper chest and she moaned with every breath. “Oh, it’s so good! AH YES! There it is! That’s what I want!” It was clear by his shaking that he also came, he kept thrusting, but his teeth gritted once again and his shoulders shook, almost spasming. His load of cum was very white and came in enormous globs inside of her, dripping out of her pussy in big drops.

He finally stopped fucking her, giving her one more good thrust, which made her yip and smile back at him. She shivered as he pulled out of her, a long dribble of semen following after onto the floor. Machismo stepped back as she hummed her approval.

“Thank you.” She smiled at him and he leaned over, giving her a sweet kiss on the lips that she returned. Macho Manos followed suit afterward with a roll of paper towels. The first one he handed to Pink, the second one to Machismo and the next one was used to wipe up the floor in front of her chair. She quickly cleaned her pussy up and began to put her tiny panties and tank top on, not bothering with the pants.

“Ooohh, I needed that. Thank you, Death Metal. I haven’t been fucked all day.” She blew a kiss to Death Metal, who was still sitting there with her eyes wide open. Death blinked at the kiss and did her best to try and smile, but it just felt awkward so she went back to her resting bitch face.

“Umm yeah, no sweat.” Death Metal looked back at the crowd, who went back to what they were doing as if nothing happened. This crowd, it seemed that everyone played to Pink Lips’s tune and no one deviated from it. In fact, she was kind of wondering why she was the one left out of the rules. She was, afterall, a bodyguard and regulated as such. Wouldn’t she be given a list or something? Then she remembered the dry erase board on the wall in the living room that she glanced at. She turned to look at it and saw that one of them said that Pink Lady’s sex is sacred, and there was to be no gathering crowd or applause.

The party went on much like that through the night and into the wee hours of the morning. Death Metal was not deterred by how late it was, she’d stayed up for days at a time before, but for some reason, Pink Lips was holding onto her, even though she was being paid by the hour. This job was bound to be a high paying one but Death had no idea she would be kept for so long.

“Miss Pink?” Macho Manos approached Pink Lips while she and Death Metal were now in the kitchen, enjoying some horderves by the stove.

“Yes, Macho?” She asked, putting on her sweet tone.

“There is a Pearl Necklace requesting entrance.” This drew a look from Death, and she would never admit it, but there was a slight flutter in her heart.

Pink Lady gasped, then started patting her hands on both of Macho’s shoulders, excited and giggling. “Oh Celestia! Bring her in! Bring her here! OOOHH!” She squealed with delight and he nodded, immediately going to the door.

Then, there she was, back from her trip in Manehattan. She’d been gone for a week, wheeling and dealing with property deals and business endeavors, and her train has just arrived an hour ago. She had driven there in a car that was chauffeured.

“Death!!!” Pearl shouted, surprising everyone around her, not exactly knowing what she meant by that word. The pink earth pony looked lovingly at her raven haired beauty. The love was palpable through her red eyes. She rushed over to Death Metal and the two of them embraced in an amorous hug, their lips meeting together. The dark clothed earth pony was not normally one for public displays of affection, but at that moment, she didn’t care. Their kiss was long, and it was so full of love that even Pink’s senses were going haywire.

Pink blinked a few times, then she snapped her fingers. Macho came to her side. “Tell the other guests to get rides home, and tell them thank you for coming.”

He nodded, and it was not long before the remaining guests to start emptying out of the house.

Pearl watched as all of them started putting clothes back on and exit the house. It’d been a long time since she’d seen such a huge party full of naked or topless ponies, having held a few herself, and she was a little sad that she was so late to it.

“Peaarrrl! I am so stoked to meet you!” Pink clapped her hands together and approached the other pink pony.

“Miss Pink Lips, likewise!” Pearl held her hands out and they met in a close handshake.

“We have so much to talk about.” Pink Lips said, and Pearl raised an eyebrow at that. As the last of the guests said their goodbyes, Pink dismissed the servants and changed into her robe, sighing as she finally could relax a little. Pearl blinked a few times, as she got completely undressed in front of them both, pulling her robe from the living room closet and tied it on. She figured she’d already seen Pink naked so many times, it didn’t really matter, but anyone would tell you, real life was vastly different than movies.

“So, I’ve gotten to know a little bit about Death Metal, and she is perhaps the greatest bodyguard I’ve ever had in my life!” This statement drew a puzzled look from Death and Pearl both as they looked at one another, with DM shrugged and shaking her head. She hadn’t even so much as blocked a crazed fan from running at her, let alone kicked anyone’s ass for acting hostile around her. All she had done was go store hopping with her to buy random shit for the party and then sat at the party and watched people act like frat stallions and sorority mares.

“Would you like a drink or something to eat?” Pink asked as she lifted her hands a bit, pointing her hands all around.

“Oh, thank you, but I don’t eat after midnight.” Pearl giggled.

“Please! Sit! Make yourself at home.” Pink walked over to her chair, which she’d earlier gotten fucked on and sat down. “I know all about you, and even read up about that whole mess with Rich Co. but Death Metal still remains a mystery to me. I love mysteries, but I also love to solve them as well.”

“Well, don’t think me rude, but why the sudden interest in my marefriend? I know she’s not exactly the party type.” Pearl said, and then looked back at Death Metal, who gave a slight nod. She’d been to her fair share of parties, but those were a completely different atmosphere and tone. Some of them she would never want to repeat.

“Oh, I don’t know, really.” Pink started to look up toward the ceiling, but her eyes weren’t looking, her mind was wandering. “Maybe it’s how she reminds me that there’s another world out there or maybe I’m just a sucker for the strong, silent type. You know what I mean?”

Pearl nodded, and placed her hand over Death Metal’s, who gripped her hand. She knew exactly what she meant.

“Yes, and I want to hire her as my personal bodyguard.” Pink gave them a sweet smile.

Instantly, Pearl’s mind went sour. “Oh, really? Well, that’s a kind gesture. Might I ask why? You have two big hunks of meat at your beck and call already, do you not?”

“Oh, of course I do. However, they are not allowed to stay in the house after I go to sleep and I need a nice female touch for that area.” Pink Lips said and kept her innocent face.

“Mmmhmmm.” Pearl Necklace blinked, then glanced back at Death Metal. Very few times did Pearl need to take off the kid gloves. It was normally Death Metal who could protect herself, but Pearl popped her neck and chuckled to herself before taking a deep breath. “So, what you’re saying is you want Death Metal to stay here full time. Give her a room, sleep here, follow you around and be your loyal servant as well as your protector.”

“Yes, that is my plan.” Pink replied.

Oh, I bet it is, Pearl said in her mind. “Well, that’s a bit of a stretch, because I happen to have a bed all warmed up at home for her, and she happens to live with me currently. I know my life may not be quite as exciting as yours, and there are many business trips I take where she does not come with me. However, I’m afraid, I must decline this offer.”

“You decline?” Pink pointed at Pearl, who nodded. Then she pointed at Death. “What about her? Does she decline?”

“Oh, I think it goes a little without saying that she declines this offer. You can’t just buy my marefriend without going through me first.”

Even for Death Metal, the tension in the room was starting to get quite thick. The two pink ponies shared an electricity that she hadn’t seen since Sweet Voltage and her had their little standoff back in Gemini Ties.

That was when Pink Lips stood up and unwrapped her robe from her waist, exposing her naked body to both of them once again.

“Little bit of trivia. My real name is Pink Lady Apple, and I grew up on a farm. Back in those days, my four siblings and I had to prove ourselves when we wanted something. Whoever proved that they wanted it more, got what they wanted. I grew up dirt poor without a bit to my name.” She put her fists onto her hips and her tits jiggled up and down as she stood up straight. Her actual cutie mark was in full view now. A pink leafed apple tree with little red apples all in it. “And I’m willing to prove how much I want it right now.”

At first, Pearl’s face twisted with absolute fire in her eyes. The red in her hair almost turned into an inferno, but then she had a thought. She looked off to the side, then she looked back at Death Metal.

“Well… if you really insist.” She passed a grin Pink’s way, then looked back at Death. “Alright, Death Metal, sweetie. Could you show the nice lady your body?”

“What?!” Both Pink and Death said in unison. Death with a flabbergasted expression while Pink’s face was overflowed with joy!

“It’s okay Death, I want you to decide for yourself who you would rather be with. When we started this, I did it for you and only you. That means you make up your own mind what you want and how you want to do it. So, if you want we can walk out of here, and we’ll never speak of this again.”

“Or, you can decide that you’d rather have fun with a new… friend.” Pink interjected and ran her hands over her huge tits with bright red nipples.

Pearl grimaced at the comment, still facing Death Metal. However, then her face turned to that devious, menacing grin that Death knew entirely too well. Then she winked.

Death blinked once or twice, then she shrugged. “Alright.” She started to take off her black shirt, and unclasp her bra from behind.

Pink’s eyes widen as she watches Death’s tits unfurl. She licks her lips as she watches her pull her pants down to reveal her soft, white panties. Just the idea of this bad mare getting naked in front of her was getting Pink so very hot.

“Alright, Pink Lips, let’s see what you got.” Pearl offered a fake smile at her as Death Metal flicked her panties down to the floor as she stood, exposed in front of both of them. Pearl stepped off to the side and sat on the couch. Pink took Death’s hand and led her to the chair beside the couch and laid her down onto the seat of it, her hooves planted on the ground while her ass hung off of it.

“Oh dear sweet Celestia, this is what I’ve wanted all day.” Pink began to rub Death Metal’s pussy with two fingers, feeling that she was already quite wet. “Such a sweet, tight looking va-jay jay.” She grinned up at Death Metal, whose mouth was already open as she looked back down to her, her breath becoming more rapid. “I see you’ve been wanting this too.”

Without another word, Pink Lips began to very softly lick up and down Death Metal’s slit, spreading her pussy lips with two fingers, making sure to get her pink inner labia all nice and lubed up with saliva. She gently pressed her tongue against her pink, and began to suck on her pussy hole, her tongue doing its work.

Death had to admit, Pink Lips had a very, very talented tongue. She was hitting every spot with amazing precision. Her lips rubbed all over her naughty lips and her tongue started to gently press on Death’s clitoris, making her gasp and grab her tits, breaking out in perspiration. The grayish white earth pony caressed her own tits as the pink unicorn began to slide two fingers into her pussy, her tongue still working over her clitoris. Death Metal openly moaned now, pinching her own nipples.

Pink began to finger Death Metal with both fingers now, grinning up at her. “Come on baby, cum for me! I’ll show you all of the sights you want. I’ll show you the biggest cocks in Equestria! I’ll let you do whatever you want! Anything!”

“Aannnhh!” Death Metal let out one last loud moan, her pussy drenching her fingers in a flood of juice as she reached her climax. Pink Lips pulled her fingers from Death’s pussy hole, causing her to twitch a little and shiver.

Pink held up her two very wet fingers and watched as there was a little string of cum between them as she separated them. She licked both of her fingers as she looked to see Pearl Necklace was also naked now, and she was getting off to the sight of her marefriend getting eaten out by a pornstar. This made Pink smile and get up from her kneeling position. She motioned for Pearl to come over.

“Go ahead.” She said with a little melody in her voice.

Pearl smiled and nodded as she got up from the couch she was sitting on and walked up to Pink Lips. To the unicorn’s surprise, Pearl pressed her tits up against hers, showing that their tit size was not so uneven, though Pink’s were a bit larger. She mashed their tits and looked her straight in the eyes.

“Watch and learn.” Pearl whispered with that same menacing smile that made Pink’s eyes widen slightly. She walked around her and kneeled down in front of Death Metal, who looked at her as she scooted up between her legs. “Hi, honeyyyy.” She said as she gazed into her lover’s eyes.

“Umm, hi.” Death was finally catching her breath now as she saw Pearl put her hands on her inner legs and scratch her fingers gently down her thighs. The white pony shivered a bit.

“Okay, enough of this shit.” Pearl suddenly grabbed Death under her knees and yanked her backward. She planted her hoof on the ground and pulled Death Metal off the chair, making her back hit the ground with a hard thump!

Pink’s mouth hung open, and her eyes went open to their full capacity.

“Ow! You fucking bitch!” Death Metal grabbed Pearl by her pussy and squeezed.

“Agh! Fuck you!” Pearl slapped her tit, causing Death to yip in pain. Then Pearl started to spank her pussy over and over with an open palm! Death started to scream as her eyes clenched tight! Pearl got down on her stomach and to stroke her lover’s pussy with a fury that took Pink Lips aback, shocked at how rough the red headed pony was abusing her.

“You stupid--nn! Cunt! Maybe I should leave you! You stupid fucking whore!” Death said this but then she almost went cross-eyed from the pain and pleasure she was receiving in that moment. “Don’t make me---nnnfff! Cum yet you cow! Stop! STOP! FUCK!” Death Metal screamed at such a high pitch as Pearl’s mouth nommed her pussy with furious anger! Death Metal squirted hardcore, covering Pearl’s mouth with pussy juice like a water fountain. The white pony began to tremble uncontrollably, grasping the carpet as best she could with her hands as her crotch started to tremor. She yelped once again as Pearl still didn’t stop licking her. Letting out a helpless whimper, she came yet again! Her teeth gritted and her pussy flowed with more juice, this time it trickled from her pussy hole.

“That’ll teach you, you slut bag!” Pearl shouted at Death as she got up to her knees. The two of them suddenly got tangled as Death hooked her arm around her torso and pulled her down to the ground, and the two of them wrestled, meeting in a sloppy, tongue-filled kiss. They rolled back and forth on the ground, but finally settled in the middle of the living room floor, french kissing and sucking each others face like they were drowning and their mouths were full of air.

Pink Lips was frozen, her eyes absolutely bulging as she stared at the two kissing and caressing one another as if none of it ever happened.

“Mmmmm wanna go home now?” Pearl asked, and their lips locked once again. After another long kiss, Death Metal nodded.

They untangled themselves away from one another and got up from the floor. The two of them looked at the unicorn, who was staring, dumbfounded at both of them.

“Oh, yeah, she likes it really rough, did I forget to mention that?” Pearl smiled at the pornstar. “Anywho, it’s late, and we need to get some sleep, but thank you for inviting me over. Anytime you want to come over to my house, don’t be a stranger! Bye!” She waved to Pink Lips and the two of them began to put back on their clothes.

They left, and Pink just sat on her couch, naked and blinking. She reached into her robe on the floor and got out her phone, dialing. As she put it to her ear, she let out a gigantic sigh.

“Machismo? Yes, it’s Pink. I need you, now.”