Sweet & Bouncy
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Bouncy Birthday Bash

Sweet & Bouncy

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Two years had passed since Pinkie Pie and Cheese Sandwich, two of Equestria’s most popular party planners, started hanging out with each other. The amber-furred gentlecolt could still hardly imagine that he had come across another pony with the same expertise at throwing parties as his. Yet, even after he was challenged to a goof-off during a birthday bash for one of Pinkie Pie’s friends, he soon discovered something he never thought they would both experience… sweet and bouncy love.

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“SURPRISE!”

The unified screams of joy filled the air inside Sugarcube Corner, as Cheese Sandwich, the stallion of the hour, walked through the main door to greet Pinkie Pie and her friends, as well as many residents of Ponyville. He jumped and beamed to see the smiling faces and took in the sights surrounding him: banners, streamers, backdrops, confetti and balloons laid out, and various pastries. There was also a bounce house and a number of inflatable decorations throughout.

“Pinkie Pie!” He shouted happily when he finally met his marefriend. He leapt and bounded towards her. It had been three weeks since both ponies have confessed their love towards one another, and they had since decided to take their relationship to the next level.

“Happy Birthday, Cheese-y!” The pink mare bounced excitedly before zipping towards her mate. As they closed the gap between them, Cheese Sandwich caught himself smooshing his face against a green balloon held by the pink pony. He stood in confusion for a brief second as Pinkie Pie giggled. She rubbed the air-filled orb across his muzzle before tossing it away. “Gotcha, party boy!” She giggle-snorted.

The gentlecolt chuckled off the playful gesture. “Oh, Pinkie Pie, you troll.” They both giggled for a moment before holding each other’s forehooves as they locked eyes and smiled, taking in the lively party music and fun activities around them, knowing that everypony was having a good time. That day was a constant reminder of many parties they had put on throughout their lives; seeing lots of ponies smile, young and old, always brightened up their days.

Their embrace was interrupted by Pinkie Pie’s twitching tail. “Uh oh. BRB!” Pinkie shouted as she zipped away to a nearby tower of presents. Out of the many colorful boxes, one stood out; it was a striped mix of amber-yellow and brown, with a green tie. She eyed on the box as it felt towards the ground. She sprinted and slid on her pink belly, reaching her forelegs out to catch it. She sighed with relief as she caught the box and stood up to retreat to the birthday stallion. “Heh. Sorry about that.”

“It’s all right.” He replied with a chuckle before focusing on the present. “Say, what you got there?!” He jumped, eager to know what was inside. His jumping was halted by a pink hoof against his lips.

“Shh!” Pinkie Pie silenced her coltfriend before circling her focus around the room full of ponies, then she gazed at him with a sly look. “This present is not for opening right now. It’s top secret, so it’ll have to wait until after the party.” She whispered to make sure nopony else was listening, and Cheese nodded in agreement.

“Come on, Pinkie Pie! Cheese Sandwich!” Rainbow Dash flew up to the couple, making them both jump and getting their sudden attention. “I think it’s time we all got to some party games. Are you two game?!”

“You bet we are, Dashie! Be right there!” Pinkie said with anticipation as she laid the box on a table nearby. Rainbow Dash flew away to another party booth with the rest of her friends.

“Oh yeah! The night has begun, so let’s have some f---! Ughhh….” The amber pony was cut off by a sensation rubbing softly against his crotch. “Nnnnnngh…! Nnnpff!” He stuttered and moaned with shivers down his belly, and he soon found the culprit. A pink hoof was reaching down to his grundle, teasing his nethers with circular motions and causing his face to turn red. All the while, the unexpectedly-lustful mare gave him a seductive look in her eyes. “P-p-pink… P-Pinkie P-Pie?! W-what are y---?!”

“Shhhhh!” She cut him off again, reaching her free hoof to his lips. The gyrating act on his sensitive area lasted for a moment before she freed him from her grasp and stood beside him, making sure there were no witnesses. Thankfully, nopony bothered to see the couple's short and lewd moment.

“S-should we be doing this in front of everypony?” Still blushing, he quietly asked the unashamed pink mare.

“Relax, Cheese-y. I’m just giving you a teeny-tiny taste of what’s to come later on… Birthday boy.” She whispered, and she planted a kiss on his lips.

“Umm… o-okay.” He managed to regain his composure, but he was still recovering from being momentarily rutted. “At least give me a warning next time you’re gonna play with it in public. Pretty please?” Pinkie only hummed happily as a response.

As the mare bounced away to her friends, the still-blushing Cheese double-checked his groin and was relieved to see no indication of an obvious boner. He would have been embarrassed to have his dick grow on its own while he would join the other ponies in the festivities. With his weapon still in its sheath, the stallion brightened up and zipped away to where Pinkie and her friends were. “All right! Who’s up for a game of Pony Twister?!” He sways his hips playfully, as he and his party started the game and enjoyed the rest of the afternoon.

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Later that night, everypony had retired for the evening, leaving behind a rather messy Sugarcube Corner.

Upstairs in Pinkie Pie’s loft, the two party ponies shared the mare’s bed for the night. The Cakes’ twins were fast asleep, so the couple promised to not wake them up. Both adult ponies laid in bed and clinged together loosely, savoring the peaceful atmosphere circling them.

Feeling like their love would never die out, the pink pony moaned and giggled softly when she pressed their bellies together. “Did I tell you lately that I love you, Cheese-y?” Breaking the silence, she fluttered her eyes and brought a hoof to his chest, moving down to his stomach.

“Yes.” He answered while kneading his marefriend’s plump ass, caressing her soft and squishy balloons. “And I love you too, Pinkie Pie,” he whispered in her ear, followed by more moans.

With butterflies in their hearts, they wiggled in a slow dance underneath the bed sheets. He groped her cutie marks in a slow and soft manner, exhausting a moan out of the mare. He chuckled softly, and they both noticed the stallion’s pending erection. The mare took this as an initiative and she loosely grasped his tool and gently tickled it, sending jolts of relief through his stomach. Cheese moaned softly as his hardened dick was pinned between both ponies.

“Y-you sure know how to please a stallion… my love.” Cheese remarked, taking in his lover's gentle hoofjob.

“Mm-hmm.” She hummed in approval. Soon, a ’ding’ went off in Pinkie’s brain. “Hey, Cheese. Remember the surprise I told you about back at the party?”

“Uh huh.” He hummed in reply. The thought of the brown and yellow box crept in his mind, and another ‘ding’ went off. “Oh. THAT surprise.” He then giggled and turned to the baby twins, whom are still asleep, then he asked his marefriend. “Do you think we’ll have the time to do this? It is past 3 o’clock. And what if they wake up to see nopony here?” He questioned with a hint of worry.

“Shh. Don’t worry, Cheese-y. They’ve been properly fed right before bedtime. And we’ve got plenty of time before dawn.” She winked. “So what do you say, you lucky stallion?” She poked his side with an elbow. “I’ve got everything planned out just for the two of us.”

“Uh huh. I’m ready when you are.” He suddenly beamed with anticipation, with knowledge that he and Pinkie were going to have loads of fun that night. “So where’s my present? Where’s my present?!”

“Shhhhhhhh!” Pinkie planted a hoof to his lips, as she looked at the twins’ crib for any signs of disturbance. “Okay. All clear.” She jumped out of bed, with Cheese following after; then they were outside the room and into the hallway. She whipped out the box she showed him at the party. “Happy Birthday.” Squee.

“Aww. You shouldn’t have, sweetheart.” He blushed as he locked his lips with Pinkie Pie’s, and he opened the box. Not aware of what was inside, he immediately bounced in excitement, ergo in light bounds so as to not wake up the twins. “Oh my gosh. This is the best birthday present you have ever given me. I love it so much. You are so amazing. I love it love it love it!” He smiled widely in front of Pinkie, who was giggling at the silly gesture before her. His smile soon faded as he questioned. “Say, what is inside?”

“It’s a blindfold, silly.” She replied through her quiet giggling. Inside the box was a white blindfold with green and yellow polka dots. She whipped the appendage out of its container. “Come on, try it on. This the only the first step to my big surprise….” She sing-sang her statement.

At first, Cheese was a bit unsure about the blindfold-surprise shtick, but his trust for her had beamed since their first sexual encounter three weeks prior, and he wanted to make sure both of them were happy. “Sigh. Alright, Pinkie Pie.” He tried on the blindfold, ready for anything Pinkie had in store. “I’m ready for ya.”

“Okie dokie lokie.” She whispered before leading her coltfriend out of the hallway and downstairs.

The two entered the entryway into Pinkie’s Secret Party Planning Cave, which she had opened up shortly after the last ponies from the party left the store for the night. Confetti and balloons were spread out all over the cave floor.

“Are we there yet?” Questioned Cheese, curious of their whereabouts.

Pinkie giggle-snorted. “Almost, silly birthday boy.” She led him to the far end of the cave, where a giant wall of banners stood. The colorful assortment of banners spelled out various names of Ponyville’s residents. On one corner near the banner gallery laid what appeared to be a xylophone. As she eyed on the instrument, she got an idea. “Wait right here, okay?” She turned to Cheese before turning her attention to the xylophone-like contraption.

“Well, okay then.” He replied, left to wonder what was going on.

Pinkie instantly recalled a tune she used to sing when everypony joined in during one of her musical numbers a few years back. So she eyed on the colorful keys, reached out a hoof and played a few notes in a certain sequence.

(The melody Pinkie Pie entered on the xylophones keys was an excerpt from her “Smile” song.)

The wall of banners slowly slid away, revealing an entryway leading into another room. “Voila! Okay, Cheese-y! Just a few more steps! Ooh, this is gonna be so exciting!” She squealed with unrequited glee as she lead the uncertain stallion inside. They both entered the dark room, when Pinkie gave away her announcement to Cheese.

“All righty-tighty. Take it off… now!”

As Cheese Sandwich took off his blindfold, the ceiling lights came on, revealing a familiar sight: a large showcase of balloons and inflatables, cave walls coated with maroon and lavender drapes, many loose balloons across the entire floor space, and the bounce house sitting at one side of the room. The other side housed a small cooler and a table, showcasing colorful and delicious cakes, cupcakes, eclairs and cookies.

“Woooooowwww…!” The now drooling Cheese stood in awe before jumping for joy. “This looks exactly our last encounter, only better! Oh Pinkie Pie, this is amazing! I love it already!” Pinkie shed a tear as her partner bounced continually, when the party stallion halted in midair with a realization. “Wait. We're still inside Sugarcube Corner, right?”

“You are correct, sir!” She replied giddily as she placed a hoof on his back and rubbed it in slow patterns, and they were face to face again. “After that other party three weeks ago, I wanted to make our next encounter extra special. So I arranged all of these bad boys just for us. And in case you're wondering how we're getting air down here, I pre-installed a vent system that runs out into the store above!” She giggled as she wrapped her forelegs around her lover and gazed at him, noticing the red shade on his face. “So… shall we get started?”

“Heck yeah!” The gentlecolt shouted with excitement in his voice.

They locked lips together, resulting in rhythmic moans of pleasure. Cheese became the first to invade her mouth with his tongue, and Pinkie followed along by playfully tickling it with her own muscle, intensifying the loving kiss. A couple of minutes have passed, but to them, it felt like hours.

Cheese broke the kiss and instantly grabbed two small balloons and cupped them right onto her cutie marks, making her yelp. He snickered from this reaction as he circled her doughy flank cheeks with rubbery ecstasy, causing her vision to blur and her breathing to quicken.

“Let's sit down, shall we?” With a smoother tone, Cheese inquired and winked before zipping away. He returned with a large orange balloon and squished his posterior on top of it. Pinkie repeated this act, using a magenta balloon.

Grabbing each other's shoulders to keep their balance, both ponies started rubbing their asses on their bouncy balloons from side to side. Then, they started gliding their grundles vertically, with Cheese feeling his balls bounce off of his cloud of rubbery goodness and Pinkie jiggling her basement, feeling jolts of want around her inner thighs. All the while, they were both moaning uncontrollably, sharing their love of riding balloons in the most fantastic way possible.

The gentlecolt soon noticed the bounce house with an uninflated giant balloon above it. “Oh. Piiiiinnnkiiieee…!” He sing-sang to her as he gave her a puck on the lips.

“Yeah?” She answered with a vixen-like voice rather than her normal bouncy persona.

They both stopped bouncing. “How about we play one of those party games you wanted us to play, hmm?” He bounced his eyebrows before tossing the balloons away and groped her rump slowly. Before she could answer, he insisted, “How do you feel about… ‘tight love’?”

“Tight... love? What’s... that?” The pink pony hesitated to answer, feeling the sensation of her coltfriend rubbing on her entrancing globes.

“Well, follow me to the bouncy house and let’s find out, shall we?” He smiled at her, and she complied with a nod. They both bounced over to the castle-themed rubbery structure and Pinkie jumped over to the spot in the middle and laid on her back, snuggling herself with eagerness for any hot action to take place.

“So what do we do now, Cheese-y?” Pinkie fluttered her eye-lids, as her coltfriend pressed a button just outside.

To her surprise, an enormous blue balloon instantly pinned her down and took its shape all over her body. She felt the gigantic blob of air mushing against her face and chest, and she found arousal as it rubbed itself around her belly, legs and nethers. She was lost in the smooth and squishy sensation straddling her panting persona, prompting her to reach a hoof between her hind legs. She moaned and bit on her lower lip, savoring the squeaky lust.

Before long, Cheese slid his way through the tight, rubbery heaven and rested lovingly on top of her, rubbing both of their bellies together. “A surprise from the birthday boy,” he exclaimed as the bouncy behemoth gyrated his pointy rump. His now-erect cock started to slide up and down the mare’s lower folds and belly, forcing his partner to moan in soft, high-pitched rhythms; this invited him to moan with her. He found great refuge in being pinned between his lover and the beast riding his back. He then started to grind himself up and down the mare’s frame, amplifying their pleasure.

“Hee hee! You’re… such a... charmer!” She exclaimed through sensual moans, taking in being stimulated by two soft objects, one of which was her lover’s body and shaft combo. She began to lose herself in the heightened pleasure of her partner’s member teasing her clit, while they were both bouncing inside the inflatable castle.

The two ponies grunted in lustful delight, trying their hardest not to cum right then and there. They both wanted their loving encounter to last as long as they could, but that idea didn't stop the colt’s slither of ejaculation. After about the seventieth rubbing cycle, they ended up sweating and panting in junction with the heat from the rubbery giant. Shortly after their not-so-messy episode, they laid in the spot and cuddled once more, with their tummies gliding together.

Cheese became the first to share the kiss and he whispered in a deeper tone of voice, “I love you, Pinks.”

The mare giggle-snorted before reaching down to his now-shortened-member and rubbed it gently as she replied. “I love you too, birthday boy.”

Another few moments passed by as they cuddled some more, when Pinkie got another idea. “Hey Cheese!” Without a second thought, she grabbed Cheese by one hoof and they were both outside the bounce house in no time flat. “I’ve got an idea for another sexy party game! Want to know what it is?” She inquired him in her normal bouncy attitude.

“Sure thing, Pinkie Pie!” He answered, fully regaining his normally bouncy composure.

“But fiiiirrrrrssst! You gotta lose that shirt, lover boy!” She snickered and swayed her hips repeatedly, shamelessly bumping his sides in a teasing manner.

Cheese was a bit reluctant at first, because he almost never took off his shirt for anypony, except in privacy. That night was an exception he was willing to make, as it was his birthday and it was just the two of them. So, he nodded before taking off his yellow shirt and tossing it a few feet away. “Okay. So what you got for the old birthday colt?” He rubbed his hooves together, when he was caught blindfolded by Pinkie Pie again.

“Last time wearing this blindfold. I promise!” She assured the now-naked gentlecolt.

She led him to another spot in the balloon-filled cave and eyed on a blue balloon that was as big as five ponies. She tossed him on top of the orb of latex, landing him square on his stomach. Before he could react, she tied all four of his legs down on ropes, anchoring him to where he would not slip off of the balloon.

“Uhh. Pinkie? What are you doing, and what is this game that involves tying me up? Not that I’d mind, of course.” He asked, when he noticed that his penis was now half-erect: no doubt from slowly rubbing his belly on the blue glob of air.

“Oh, Cheese-y, you are gonna LOVE this game. And that's a Pinkie Promise!” She informed him as she made her way to the pastry table.

“I-if you say so.” Even blindfolded, the longer he stayed afloat on the balloon, the more eager he became to whatever game the lusty mare had in mind.

“Okay, let me take this off, and...” Pinkie removed the blindfold. “TA DA!”

From there, Cheese found himself hovering a couple of inches off the floor, thanks to the orb of latex. In front of his face stood a footstool, and across from him was a table full of sweets, and the horny pink mare herself.

Swaying her hips to tease him, Pinkie said with a bright smile, “Well, it’s a new game I just thought of, and I wanted to share it with you! It’s sexy and sweet and gooey and moosey and sexy and delicate and sweet! And did I mention ‘sexy’? Anyway, it all comes down to just two words!” She approached Cheese’s side and reached down to play with his dick, causing it to grow at full length. The feeling of his cock pinned between his belly and the balloon caused him to grunt in want. Pinkie retreated to the footstool and continued, “I call this game… CAKE... RODEO!”

“Cake… Rodeo?” Stuttered the tied-up gentlecolt.

“Mm hmm! And here comes your favorite cake!” Pinkie grabbed a small plate with a lid and placed it on the footstool in front of the bonded stallion. “One… two… two and a half… Three!” She removed the lid and unveiled a cake.

It was a combination of brown and yellow colors, divided into eight equal sections; the confection was smeared in light-blue frosting and topped with small white creamy dots throughout. The delicacy itself was surrounded with lemon slices and chocolate bars; all of it had encouraged Cheese Sandwich’s mouth to water.

Mesmerized by the sweet before him, he inhaled deeply and beamed with excitement. “A chocolate and lemon half-and-half cake with blue vanilla frosting! Pinkie, that's my favorite!”

She grabbed the cake plate and balanced it gleefully on top of her mane. “Yeppity-yep yep! All for you!”

“Mmm-mmm! So how are we gonna do this ‘cake rodeo’ thing, Pinkie Pie? I’m all ears, literally, since I’m all bounded up.” The stallion chuckled from his previous remark.

“Well, my love. This game will consist of five stages in all! Stage One: the cake unveiling. Check!”

“And what’s Stage Two?”

Pinkie chuckled as she approached her tied-up lover with the cake still on top of her head. “Uh uh uh. First things first, Cheese Sandwich!” She gave a tiny hint of an evil grin and licked her lips. “I wanna know from you… Do you like cake?”

Cheese was dumbfounded, but the longer he stared at the cake, the hungrier and hornier he became. “Wha-wh-whatever do you mean? I like cake. Just the same as you.”

“Nuh uhhhhhh….” She sing-sang with an intent of teasing him. “I don’t think you do with that attitude, mister.” She knelt down and lofted the cake in the air before catching it with her backhooves as she was now standing on her fronts. “I wanna hear it nice and clear, party boy!”

Cheese pleaded again, a little less calm this time. “I want the cake, Pinkie Pie. Pretty please?”

She tossed the cake again, this time landing it on her pillowy pink tush, just inches from Cheese’s face. “Nope. Still not convinced! You gotta try harder than that!”

He was slowly starting to lose it. “I-I want it!”

She slid the cake down on the floor near her and faced Cheese once more. “What was that?!”

“I want it!”

“You want what?!”

“I WANT THAT CAKE!”

A pause filled the cave. The gentlecolt displayed a hint of agitation from the questioning that had taken place.

Swaying her hips, Pinkie asked again with authority. “DO YOU WANT THIS CAKE?!”

“I WANT IT!!” Cheese was huffing and puffing, but the unphased Pinkie gave him a sly look and chuckled.

“Well congratulations, birthday boy. You’ve finally made it past Stage Two.”

Calming down, Cheese questioned, “That was Stage Two? How...?”

Pinkie was now in his face as she answered back, “I was just getting you hyped up for Stage Three...” Her eyes became half-lidded as she altered her voice back to a vixen’s tone. “Stage Three... is where the REAL fun begins.” She kissed him before grabbing the cake plate and placing it on the footstool.

“Huh?”

Pinkie Pie turned away and stood over the cake, swaying her tail to the side and giving Cheese a long look at her soaking wet mare parts. “Ready?” She gave him a wink. Before the stallion could answer, she lowered her backside on top of the cake, squishing the top layer underneath her bubbly flank. She squealed as she felt cake frosting all over her lower lips. “Ohhhhhhhh… uhhh...!”

Lost in such a sight, Cheese tried to asked, “Pi-Pinkie Pie?!” He couldn’t control the thought of how anypony could waste a perfectly good cake the way the mare did. But at the same time, he couldn’t control his body either; he was bouncing his rump up and down the balloon slowly, trying to stay in rhythm of the pink pony gyrating the pastry in front of him. This caused his dick to become rock hard, forcing moans out of his system. His bouncy pleasure was amplified by his tool smooshing down against the balloon on each bounce.

“Ohhhhhhh… yeeeaaahhh…!” Pinkie followed her lover’s moaning as she moved her bouncy pink ass in all sorts of directions possible, getting blue frosting all over her folds, hips and thighs. The feeling of cake frosting sent chills down her back and her ‘hornitude’ had cranked up.

Even now, she was still surprised to even come up with the idea of flattening a cake with her bubble butt, getting frosting all over her mare hole and flank cheeks. The longer she straddled the cake, the more she acknowledged this as her new guilty pleasure, and she was loving every second of it. But most of all, she got to share that love with her coltfriend.

She then placed a nearby balloon in front of her and smooshed down on it with her forehooves, trying to keep her balance. Thankfully, it did not burst.

“I… I… want… the... cake…! Give… me… the cake!” Cheese shouted in between each thrust of his stiff member rubbing against the balloon holding him up.

“I’m gonna give it to you, Cheese-y. In just a few moments.” She inquired before resuming her ride of cake-filled ecstasy. The pastry was now nearly flattened and was getting shorter from the hot buns rutting it; her doughy rump was now fully covered in chocolate and yellow cake mixes with blue frosting. “Mmmh. I know how much you LOVE cake… Cheese-y.” She cooed him through her pastry-ridden fervor, quickening her rutting patterns.

“Pinkie…!” He struggled to ask, knowing full well that he was going to climax soon. “I- I think... I’m gonna…!”

“All done!” The mare gave one final splat on the cake and moaned deeply. Seconds later, she kicked the footstool away and reared her chocolate-cake-and-blue-frosting-covered rump directly onto his face. “Noooooowwwww… eat up!” She demanded cheerfully.

“H-huh?!” He stopped bouncing. Although he hadn't climaxed yet, he felt like he was dangerously close. The only tracing of his pleasure then was a tiny slither of pre-cum.

“That was Stage Three, silly! Now is the time for Stage Four: me serving you the main course! Chocolate and lemon half & half cake with blue vanilla frosting, AND a taste of Pinkie Pie!” She giggled from the thought of actually rutting cake and serving it to her lover with her enticing ass. “Well? What are you waiting for? The cake’s not going to eat itself, you know.”

“V-very well then.” Without hesitation, he reached his tongue forward and started cleaning her from the base of her tail. He then circled around her ponut, licked his way across her cutie marks and landed at her inner thighs, coating his face with blue frosting in the process. Such tonguing actions had caused Pinkie Pie to quicken her breathing. And when the tongue made its way to her lower lips, her vision became temporarily blurred as she was lost in the sea of pleasure. “Ahh… my favorite dessert…!” He said seductively before letting her vagina engulf his muzzle.

“Uhhhhhhhhhh… Ungh… Mmpfh!” As she was being sucked off, all Pinkie could make out were moans of undeniable satisfaction. She knelt down and lifted her basement higher, as she lost control to stand properly due to the birthday stallion going to town on her ‘balloons’.

In sync of his tasting for cake with a hint of Pinkie Pie, Cheese continued to ride his balloon, gliding his still-rock-hard shaft until he would soon reach his peak. This time, he tried very hard to hold back his climax until it was time for his partner to ‘milk’ all over his maw. He savored the idea of drinking her juices to wash down the cake she was serving him.

Soon after, the mare started bouncing her doughy cheeks, brushing up against his muzzle as he entered in and out of her pussy. Both ponies were now grunting in sensual and erotic rhythms, as they became closer to their own releases.

“Cheese-yyyyyyyy…!” Pinkie exclaimed as she squealed in the wake of her climax. Waves of her love splashed on the sides of the gentlecolt’s muzzle, showering his face on the spot.

“Mmpfh… mmmmmmmmmm… mmmm… mmpfh nnpfh!” Cheese took the initiative to gulp down every drop of his lover’s nectar, as he became the next to reach his limit. He thrusted his hips a few more times to finish off the couple's episode of cake love. At the same time, the ride had unleashed a string of his own heated liquids, staining his belly and the balloon that kept him afloat. “Wow…! That… was delicious… Pinkie… Pie!” Panting, he managed to spell out to his marefriend upon licking the last of the blue frosting off of her still-bouncing globes of flesh. “The best cake I've ever tasted…!” He dreamily stated.

“Yeah…!” The exhausted mare removed herself from his face and untied the birthday stallion before he jumped off of the love-stained balloon. “Now is... the time... for Stage... Five... of ‘Cake... Rodeo’.”

“Oh? I nearly forgot about there being five stages. I was so enthralled by such a really fun game.” He chuckled nervously. “So what is…!” He was cut off by the pink muzzle once again brushing against his.

“Stage Five…,” she implied as she placed one hoof on his chest and another behind his neck. “Acknowledge that we have both enjoyed the game.” Their lips met for what felt like the fortieth time, and they lost themselves in the sensation of the kiss mixed with chocolate cake. “Happy Birthday….” She whispered before continuing her liplock.

“Mmmmmmmmmmm….” He moaned as an answer back to his lover. He slowly rubbed her backside with gentle circular patterns before reaching down to her cutie marks.

The feeling of two hooves cupping on her bubbly basement caused her to moan erratically. Nopony ever had the honor or the time to exchange their pleasure with her, as she was usually busy throwing parties and running a shop. Knowing that Cheese would be right there with her was the best feeling she had ever felt, and she was even happier to know that somepony like him would open up and share their love with her in that manner.

They both exchanged their muffled hums and giggles in between kisses for a couple of minutes, when Cheese caught an eye at a small flat box in the middle of the room. Breaking the kiss, he implied, “Oh! It’s not over yet… birthday girl!” He snickered and zoomed over to the spot. “Remember this baby?!” A meek touch of the box, and in one second flat, a massive purple balloon emerged. “So… are you up for one final party game, Pinkie Pie?” It was his turn to sway his hips in front of the mare’s face.

A streak of nostalgia instantly hit Pinkie, queuing her to bounce up and down repeatedly. “Yes yes yes! In fact, I know a perfect name for it!” This was it. Pinkie Pie was in heaven, as she and her coltfriend were about to make hot and bouncy love on a giant balloon, yet again. Only this time, they both had a unique twist in mind: she zipped to the table and returned with two small pastry boxes and a bottle of blue icing. “What do you think of… SWEET… and BOUNCY?”

“Awesome!” The stallion grabbed the boxes and placed them on his head before climbing to the top of the air-filled giant, with his marefriend following behind. The previous time they had done this, he was on top. Now, he had encouraged the mare to lay on top of him. Once again, both ponies were facing each other's gleaming treasures, waiting for a sweet sensation to take hold. The grand finale at last: Pinkie was about to relive the encounter from a few weeks ago. And adding sweets to their sexy mix? Pure bliss!

The gentlecolt then announced, “Now, let’s make the most of this game! All out on both sides!” He grabbed the boxes and laid them in front of him. “Cupcakes or eclairs?”

“Hmm… cupcakes, please!” Squee! She replied as she rocked her hips from side to side, barely brushing her cheeks against his nose.

The gentlecolt grabbed a few cupcakes and placed them in front of her face. She eyed on the sweets of various colors, while Cheese grabbed some eclairs and the blue icing bottle before tossing the boxes to the ground. “Are you ready?”

“You betcha!” Pinkie then noticed the colt’s shrunken member and gasped. She smiled and wasted no time to grab his cock loosely and stroked on it. “Wait! We can’t have junior here miss out on the fun, can we?”

He noticed the hoof job he was being given. “Oh no, Pinkie Pie! We need to make him big again. It IS my birthday after all.” He giggled as he laid the chocolate-iced sweets close by. Munching on one eclair, he said, “Nothing like a taste of eclair-flavored Pinkie Pie.” He then sprayed blue icing around his lover’s inner thighs, causing the mare to shiver.

“Oh… myyyyyyyy!” She uttered when she smeared cupcake frosting all over the stallion’s private area, after eating one cupcake for herself. “I think it’s time that we washed down our delicacies. Yes? Afterall, I’d love a good taste of cupcake-flavored Cheese Sandwich.” The pink mare proceeded to encase her lover’s dick into her mouth, slowly making her way up and down his shaft before leaving only his head engulfed. “Ohhh… Junioooorrrr…!” Pinkie teased the colt before flicking the underside of his head with her tongue.

“D-d-definitely.” He replied as he went to town on her basement opening, again. Squeezing her ass cheeks, he did his best to stay in sync with the blowy Pinkie was giving him. All the while, both ponies were moaning and grunting from tasting each others ‘treats’.

“Wow, Cheese.” She said as she smeared his now-hardened penis with more cupcake frosting and trapped it in her muzzle, savoring the taste of his love. “You taste so gooooooooood…!” Slightly out of sync, Pinkie reached one hoof and tickled the stallion’s balls cautiously, forcing louder moans out of him.

The gentlecolt could only hum in response as they both became lost in the ‘dessert course’ taking place on top of their balloon.

Losing herself in being sucked off again, Pinkie Pie slowly began to move her plump ass up and down, taking Cheese along for a ride.

As Cheese started to moan and vibrate, knowing well that he was going to orgasm soon, he took this as a chance to finish up her ‘plate’.

“Mmmmpfh! I think… it’s time… for an extra layer of... cream… to go on these... cupcakes…!” The mare managed to exclaim, as she inched closer to her bouncy peak. At this point, she quickened her sensual motions, moving Cheese’s head in and out of her mouth rapidly.

“Whatever… do… ya… meeeeeeeeeannn?!” Waves of Cheese’s love poured into her mouth, and she gulped most of it down before munching onto her sweets, taking in the unique flavors.

“Mmmmm! Juicy... and... tenderrrrrrr...! Ugghhhh… Nnpfh!” She soon lost her normal speaking pattern as she became the last to reach mountaintop, pouring her love all over Cheese’s face. Her rear legs also gave away, splashing her soaking wet ass onto his chin and giving him better access to his prize.

“Aww, yes…!” He took this chance and grabbed a couple of eclairs and dipped them into his lover’s folds, coating them with ‘extra cream’ before biting on them. He savored the taste before turning back to Pinkie. “Mmm mmm! This is… the best... birthday gift... ever!” He implied in between pants and bites.

As they both climaxed, the two ponies munched on their sweets with a hint of each other’s ‘love creams’. All the while, both were grinding and gliding their tummies against one another, making them bounce on the giant purple balloon for a few minutes.

“Mmpfh! Mmmmmm...! Mmpfh! Isn’t this amazing?!” She asked after gulping down the last of her cupcakes.

“Mmpfh…! Phew! Definitely…!” Tired, Cheese replied after he finished all of his eclairs. “Time for… cleaning up…!” He noticed that his lover’s vagina was still dripping wet and he reached to lick the blue icing off her inner thighs and vulva.

“Hey, no fair!” She went in after, sucking the remaining frosting off of the base of his nethers and licked around his shaft and balls. She also tickled his head with her tongue, forcing giggles out of the stallion.

“Okay. You win, Pinkie Pie.”

They both heard a popping sound.

“Huh? What happened to our balloon?!” Questioned Pinkie. At this moment, both ponies were freefalling to the ground. Before they would hit the floor, they were caught by a red balloon cleverly stored inside, bouncing up and down to the erotic sounds of rubber sliding against their bodies. They soon came to a halt. “Whoa…! Just like last time!” She was now excited and ecstatic when she urged herself to turn around and face her lover in the eyes.

“That’s right, Pinkie Pie. A memorable and super duper fun way to end a night of rubbery goodness.” The gentlecolt brought his lips to hers and playfully stroked her mane. “Mmmmmmm… I love you so much… Pinkie Pie.”

“And I love you too… my little birthday pony.” Pinkie stroked his mane in return, returning the kiss. A long moment passed, and they eventually broke the kiss, leaving behind a tiny slither of saliva connecting their muzzles. Soon after they gazed in the loving atmosphere surrounding both ponies, Pinkie became the first to jump off of the balloon. “Happy Birthday.”

Cheese Sandwich turned over onto his stomach, with his hind legs dangling off the sides of the red balloon, and he blew kisses at her from a short distance before slowly bouncing his pointy flank up and down the blob of rubbery air. Seconds later, he instantly fell into a deep sleep atop the red globe.

“Awwwwwww…!” Smiling sweetly at the sight, Pinkie Pie walked over and kissed him on the forehead before climbing onto his back and rested her head on his rump: her derriere also rested on top of his head. “Hope you've enjoyed your birthday present… you lucky stallion, you….” Soon, she groped his amber-colored flanks, and then she drifted off to a deep sleep.

With the bouncy atmosphere around them silent, both ponies agreed in their sleep that their latest encounter was indeed the sweetest and bounciest night of their lives.

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Hours later, Pinkie Pie and Cheese Sandwich both woke up to the sound of crying, and they shouted in unison, “OH NO! THE TWINS!!”

THE END