After showering for the third time in one day, I was saddened to find out that Treehugger had to begin her 5pm class. I could have waited for the class to end, but I’d already kept Scootaloo waiting long enough. I’d just have to make a trip to Zecora’s Hut to get the answers I wanted. Before going I felt my stomach growl. I recalled thinking Treehugger’s cum would be filling enough for dinner, but I guess I hadn’t gotten as much of it as I thought.

“Hey, Fluttershy, do you have anything to eat?” I asked my yellow friend, whom even though she had showered herself had not put any clothes back on.

I tried to avoid looking at her breast to not get another hard on. She had been kind enough to let me borrow an unstained pair of panties and I didn’t want to stain them with my precum just yet.

“Um, I think there is some pineapple in the fridge.” she replied barely above a whisper, “Treehugger says it helps make your cum taste sweeter.”

At that I was blushing again and I felt the cotton panties tighten. I need to think of something not sexual...though making my cum taste sweeter would be a nice surprise for Scootaloo.

“S-sure, I’ll take some of that.” I replied, desperately trying to think of something not sexy...I settled on reciting the quadratic formula. x=-b+/-√(b^2-4ac)/(2a). Huh, that helped!

As Fluttershy got the fruit I looked at the area rug with the odd pattern. Though cleaned up, I knew there would be a new stain on the rug where I came. When she returned to the table with two bowls of pineapple I turned to face her.

“Sorry about staining your rug.” I apologize for something I’d done in the thralls of passion.

“Oh, it's no big deal.” Fluttershy laughed, “I got her that rug at a flea market. That isn’t the first cum stain we’ve made on it. Treehugger got her dick a year ago.”

The realization hit me like a dominatix slamming my head into a locker while fucking me: The odd pattern is all cum stains!

“Then I’m glad to add to the collection.” I chuckled, my blush deepening.

I sat down at the table, in the same chair Treehugger had used during sex not long ago, and began to eat the perfectly ripe pineapple. A question came to mind and I raised my eyebrow at the shy, naked woman.

“Why did Treehugger take the potion? She doesn't really seem like the stressed type.” I inquired with very little tact.

Fluttershy nearly choked on her mouthful, “Oh, um, hmm.” she managed though coughs before finally swallowing, “She got it for me, but I was too afraid to take it. So she did. Worked out for the best I think.”

I nodded and pulled out my phone. It was 5:15pm. Not wanting to keep Scoots waiting any longer I shoved the remainder of the pineapple in my mouth, mumbled a goodbye around the mouthful and left. Fluttershy waved as I left and I could have sworn she had her other hand massaging her vagina. As I left the Yoga studio I waved to Treehugger who returned the wave with a pleasant smile. I made a mental note to return sometime in the future. Maybe with Applebloom and Scootaloo...or even Tiara.

*** *** ***

It was getting dark as I made it up the driveway to Scootaloo’s house. I slipped out my phone and sent her a text letting her know I was there. I also sent a message to my sister telling her I would not be home for dinner. I knocked on her door and was greeted by her step-brother, Bulk Biceps. I felt a tingle in my dick as I admired his muscular physique, But I had to mentally scold myself. I’m here to have sex with Scoots not her brother.

Why not both? My mind countered. Could be fun.

Not today. I lamely thought back. ...And was I really talking to myself?

“Oh, your Scoot’s friend, right?” He asked, “She’s up in her room.”

At that he put back on his noise cancelling headphones and sat back on the couch, resuming the videogame he was playing. I entered and quickly moved upstairs before a stray thought about Scoot’s brother caused me to pop a boner. As I ascended the stairs I began to hear very unrestrained moans and realized that is why her brother was playing videogames with headphones. I don’t think I would have been as brazen with my masturbation if I were home with my sister.

Has she been masturbating since she got my text at 4:30? I wondered as I reached the top of the stairs, Well best not keep her waiting then. I removed my skirt, sweatshirt, and blouse as I neared her room. That way we could get right into things when I entered. I kept on my bra and the panties borrowed from Fluttershy because I wasn't as comfortable being naked as she and Treehugger were. I looked down at the panties. They were pink and adorned with a cute, little white rabbit. They fit more snug that the ones I’d borrowed from my sister. Anyone in direct sight of them could see a clear outline of my dick. I only hoped Bulk stayed downstairs.

Ok, maybe I wanted him to come up and pound my ass...or I pound his, but I lied to myself and hoped he stayed playing video games. The thought of him doing something caused my member to begin to harden.

When I got closer I heard Scootaloo climax and that only turned me on more. Then I heard other voices. Wait, Scootaloo invited others?

“Come on Dash, this is getting boring.” a low, but still feminine voice said to another in the room, “I’ve had enough of you and your little squeaky toy to last a lifetime.”

“But Gilda,” The second voice – whom I recognized as Rainbow Dash – complained, “I’m nowhere near our record. She’s only at 17 orgasms. I’ve gotten her to 22 once.”

“Well, I was promised premo man meat. I’m not into this carpet munching.” Gilda spat back.

I froze. Part of me was pissed that Scootaloo had told Rainbow and her friend about me, it was supposed to be a secret. My choice to tell people. But, another part was excited at the prospect of not only having sex with my best friend again, but also Rainbow Dash and a complete stranger.

“Is that so?” Dash teased, “You sang a different tune on new years. A very lovely tune too.”

“Th-that was different. I was drunk.” Gilda stammered in protest.

“Oh were you drunk last week with the girl’s soccer team too?” Dash asked.

“Ok I munch the odd carpet here and there, happy?” Gilda relented, “But I need a dick to fulfill other needs. The guys at school are just misogynistic pricks. I just have more fun with the girls.” There was a pause as Gilda seemed to ponder something, “Well, except Fleetfoot. Her braces kind of weird me out. Keeps getting pubes stuck in them. She had yours in there for a whole day and no one told her. Everytime she talked, rainbow curly cues just bouncing about.”

“Yeah, that was hilarious.” Dash beamed, “Just stay a little longer though.”

“S-She should b-be here a-a-any moment.” Scootaloo said horsley.

“Fuck, she?” Gilda yelled angrily, “Hell no, I’m leaving. Maybe this dweebs brother will be up for a ride.”

Gilda exited the room and plowed right into me. Her athletic physique instantly knocked me over. As I hit the floor my panties were pulled down slightly and my half hard dick flopped out for all the world to see. I looked up her. Her skin was a dark tan. Her hair white hair was cut short and the tips were frosted in light purple. She had a piercing in her left nostril, top lip, and right eyebrow. Her bust was only a little bigger than mine. Like me, she was in her underwear, but also sported a brown sports jacket embroidered with ‘GU’. I figured she, like Rainbow, went to Griffonstone University.

“Watch where you're going dwee–” She began, but stopped when her eyes saw my prick. The attention caused to it to become even more erect. She smirked and turned back to the room. “Alright Dash, you win. I’ll stay, as long as I can go first.”

In a very chivalrous movement Gilda picked me up and carried me into Scootaloo’s bedroom bridal style. As she did, her hand began to stroke my cock. All I could do was blush in shock. Her hands were from the texture rougher than Fluttershy’s, Treehugger’s, or Applebloom’s, but despite her brash demeanor, she was stroking it gently.

“Whoa, you weren’t kidding.” Dash gawked as we entered, “Sweetie Belle really does have a penis. Sure, Gilds, you can go first. You sat through 17 of Squirt’s orgasms, and 4 of mine, it's only fair.”

I was acutely aware of Dash’s long standing pet name for Scootaloo, but it took on a whole new meaning when you applied it to having sex with her. Scootaloo was a massive squirter. The entire room was thick with the scent of her gilrcum. Her comforter, even with the towels on it, would likely need to be washed when all was said and done.

The scent in the room brought my dick to full mast. It was so stiff it hurt. I felt bad that I had made Scootaloo wait long enough to have 17 orgasms. I may not have known much about masturbation prior to today, but 17 seemed like a lot. And didn’t Dash say her record was 22?

“But only if it is ok with her.” Dash finished as she and Scoots vacated the bed so Gilda could set me down. It was cold and damp, but I didn’t mind, “Sweetie did come all this way for Scoots after all.”

The three horny females looked at me expectantly. Gilda was practically drooling at the sight of my penis, licking her lips hungrily. Her hand was down her own panties readying herself for my answer.

Rainbow was already nude, since she was playing with Scootaloo. Her pussy was glistening from one of her own orgasms. The perfectly groomed triangle of rainbow pubes matted messily with her juices and saliva. Her left hand and forearm were covered in Scootaloo’s juices. Dash also had an odd cone shaped thing in her asshole.

Scootaloo looked like she’d been doused in water. She too was naked. Her hair was messier than usual and her face was covered in sweat. She still had a deep red blush on her face and looked like she was not quite over her 17th orgasm. In fact, she was barely able to stand. She only was able to by leaning on Rainbow. Scoots womanhood was puffy and shiny from Dash’s fun time. Girlcum was coating her thighs and dripping down her legs as she waited like the others for my answer.

With all the attention on me and my exposed genitals it was making me very nervous. I now knew how fluttershy felt outside of her actions during sex. Though as nervous as I was, I was also incredibly horny. Partially due to the brief handjob Gilda gave me as we entered, but also due to the lewd thoughts about what to do with the three females pervading my mind.

“Gilda can go first.” I stated, “But after that it’s Scootaloo’s turn.”

“Awesome!” Dash cheered, “I bet Scoots can make me cum before you do, Gilda.”

“You’re on.” Gilda agreed, swiftly tossing her jacket to the floor and pulling off her panties.

As she did I pulled mine off the rest of the way, though they were already damp from Scoot’s soaked blanket, I wanted them to stay more or less clean. Rainbow sat in a chair by the door I assumed Gilda had one occupied and spread her legs. Scootaloo knelt and began to eat out Dash. My view of the two was then blocked as Gilda also knelt and began to run her lips and tongue along the length of my shaft. I felt a jolt of pleasure as I realized she had one more piecing on her tongue. As the ball shaped stud moved along the shaft more jolts of pleasure radiated up and down my spine. I began to appreciate how body piercings can enhance sexual stimulation. Especially with how my first experience was going.

M-Maybe Scoot’s would look a-and feel great with one too?

Once my dick was covered in saliva, Gilda removed her mouth and let out a husky breath, “And no faking it. Only a real climax counts.”

“You forget I know what you sound like when you cum.” Dash taunted between moans.

“Hope you don’t mind, I’m a little rough.” Gilda informed me as she got herself into position, her moist snatch lining up and hovering over my excitedly twitching prick. She was prepared to impale her spot with my member, and I couldn’t help but nod sheepishly not fully knowing what she was implying, “Safe word is: Marmaduke.”

Safe word? Why would I need a safe wo–

Gilda dropped down onto my dick with enough force to instantly hilt on my balls. I felt myself fill her up to the point where the tip impacted her cervix. She began to gyrate up and down, desperately trying to make up for lost time in this race to climax, making me practically gape at this intense feral sensations that were coursing through me. Rainbow was already moaning loud enough that even Bulk’s headphone wouldn’t block it out. Gilda reached down and lightly grabbed my throat in a choke hold. I was about to say the safe word when the slight lack of oxygen began to heighten the pleasure building in my balls.

“YES! YES! YES! FUCK ME DWEEB! FUCK ME TILL I POP!” Gilda hollered, moving faster and faster. She released my neck and pulled me close and whispering, “Make me squawk with your cock!” before nibbling on my ear.

I couldn’t help but squeak as her pelvis crushed down on me time and time again. Her wet cunt was consuming my dick, preying on it like only a true predator could. She wasn’t slow now. She wasn’t gentle. She was a feral beast and I was her prey, forced to do whatever she pleased. Her pussy was clenching on my cock like a vice, causing my precum to spurt and my arousal to rise. The loud wet smacks clearly echoed throughout the room as I felt the stinging from my ear where she was biting so dominantly.

From my new vantage point I could see Dash using one hand to push Scootaloo’s head into her crotch while her other hand was playing with her nipple. From the look on her face I could tell she was close to popping as well.

Dash’s eyes popped wide and she screamed “Here it comes! AAAAAAAWEEEEEEAAAAAAAH!”

At the same time Gilda tilted her head back and shouted “SCRAAAAAAAAAAAW!”

S-She wasn’t kidding, her orgams noise s-sounds like a squawk!

Her womanhood clamped on my cock. She ceased her movements, but she didn’t need them anymore as her girlcum mixed with Scootaloo’s on the comforter and the walls of her hungry snatch pushed me over the edge as I filled her needy womb with my hot seed. I simply grunted as I expelled rope after rope into this girl I barely knew. It was almost as intense as my climax with Treehugger in my ass. Cum leaked out and mixed with the other existing juices as Dash, Gilda and I rode our simultaneous orgasms.

“Thanks dweeb, it has been months since I’d had a proper cock inside me.” Gilda said as she came down from her orgasm. I simply panted heavily, still trapped in my afterglow and not able to answer her. Something that made her chuckle.

“So,” Dash breathed, still lost in her own orgasm, “Who won?”

“I-I think it was a tie.” I shared as Gilda removed herself from my cock, letting my cum spill out, and all over my dick, balls and Scootaloo’s bed, defiling it even more.

“A tie!” Dash whined, “Rematch then?”

Gilda didn’t respond right away. She stuck her fingers into her cream pie and scooped out some of the cream. She licked it clean with a satisfied smile.

“I’m down.” Gilda agreed.

“F-First, it is my turn.” Scootaloo piped up, “I’ve had 18 orgasms since 4:30. As much as I enjoy fingers, mouths and dildos...I need the real thing too sometimes!”

18? Didn’t Dash say she was on her 17th?, I thought before looking at the carpet beneath the chair and noticed the fresh puddle of Scoots juices, Oh…

“In that case, Dash, can you help clean this mess?” Gilda asked.

“You sure you want me munching your carpet?” Dash snidely replied, smirking, “I thought you weren't into that kind of thing.”

“You're not munching my carpet, I’m clean shaven down there.” Gilda retorted.

I snuck a glance at Gilda’s vagina and realized I hadn’t noticed the lack of hair. I figured I was still surprised from being knocked over then carried into the room at the time.

“In that case Fleetfoot’s braces shouldn’t be a problem.” Dash commented.

“The problem I have with them is I know whose snatch she was in last. Really takes me out of the moment.” Gilda explained before narrowing her eyes at the prismatic haired woman, “Now will you eat my cream pie already?!”

Gilda sat in the chair as Scootaloo helped me off the bed. Like at lunch she set herself against the wall. She bent her back to again reveal her puffy pink pussy. It still dripped with her arousal. I ran my fingers along her folds and she let out a breathy moan. I brought my fingers to my lips and licked them clean. Scootaloo’s juices were sweet like Fluttershy’s, but distinctly different. I couldn't quite put my finger on what made it different, but it was.

“Please, Mistress Sweetie Belle, stop teasing me.” Scootaloo begged and I had a brief flashback to my time with Diamond Tiara. Did Scootaloo like that kind of stuff too? Should I treat her the same way I did with Tiara?

“D-do you want me to dominate you?” I asked nervously, not sure if that was the right term, “Like degrade you while having sex. Hurt you for increased pleasure?”

Scootaloo turned around and stared at me wide eyed, “Y-you like that stuff too?”

I shrugged, “Honestly I’m not sure. Tiara cornered me in the locker room. She knew about my dick from hearing us at lunch. I turned the tables around and enjoyed a very dominating fuck wit her.” I paused, letting my words sink in before going on, “Based on her reactions, I think she liked it too.”

Scootaloo’s eyes widened as she looked at me with clear shock at this revelation.

“Wow, Tiara…what about her lackey?” she asked, her need to know what happened overwriting her need for my dick at the moment.

“She watched.” I stated, “Might join in next time.”

“Oh…” Scoots murmured before going darker shade of crimson, “D-Dash, did you bring the cuffs?”

Dash looked up from her cleaning, which despite her comments on girl-on-girl fun was very much enjoyed by Gilda. The punk woman shooting me a harsh glare as her building orgasm likely faded.

Rainbow swallowed a glob of my cum dug from Gilda’s folds before getting up and going to her bag and taking out two pairs of frilly pink handcuffs. She handed them to Scootaloo before returning to eating out Gilda. Gilda letting out a loud moan of approval as Dash made up for the brief lack of stimulation.

I looked at Scoots as she unlocked and opened the first set of handcuffs. Limping slightly from the exertion of her previous 18 orgasms she attached it to one side of the headboard. She stripped the soaked comforter off the bed revealing the unsoiled sheets.

I gawked at the handcuffs. I wasn’t sure I wanted to restrain Scootaloo. Diamond Tiara maybe, but not one of my best friends.

“I, um, don't feel comfortable restraining you.” I admitted, looking at the floor.

“Then c-can I lock you in?” She asked nervously, her blush somehow getting even redder.

I met her gaze. I may not feel comfortable cuffing Scootaloo, but she wants to cuff me?, I thought, I trust Scootaloo.

I answered her question with a nod, my blush spreading to cover my whole face, and once again climbed onto the bed. I leaned back on the pillow and gave my right wrist to my friend.

She beamed at that, “Thank you, mistress! I promise to serve you as best as I can and really make this worth your while!” she couldn’t help but say as she instantly got to work closing the cuff and limped to the other side of the bed to secure the second set of cuffs on my left wrist.

“My little Squirt is growing up so fast.” Dash beamed proudly, once again stopping her own pleasure activity.

“Yeah, yeah, it's sweet and all,” Gilda panted, “but can you please let me climax!”

With my arms secured to the headboard I was put in a very compromising position. The lewd thoughts about what was going to occur brought my softening dick back to full attention. Scootaloo hopped up on the end of the bed and blocked my view of Gilda and Rainbow Dash. From what I could tell after both interruptions Dash had continued getting Gilda close with her skilled tongue before stopping, which was getting on Gilda’s nerves. The cyan woman laughed at her sexual torture while simultaneously fingering herself. Part of me wondered if that made sex more enjoyable and if something similar could be done to a dick, but the other part forced me to focus on the here and now.

“The s-safe word is, um: chicken.” Scoots said as she, like Gilda, impaled herself with my dick.

I felt my hard on slip into her moist folds. The walls of her vagina were radiating with heat and dripping with need. She let out a squeaky moan as my dick slammed into her cervix. I now understood why Gilda had called Scoots a squeaky toy. Showing off her own athletic prowess she began to move her hips up and down with more speed than Gilda had used. Each thrust was accompanied by a wet sloshing sound as her juices flowed like a river onto my balls. Before long her sheets were almost as soiled as her blanket. I moaned and thrashed my arms against my restraints. I tried to help by thrusting my hips up to meet hers, but her more powerful thrusts pinned me down. Not slowing for a second Scootaloo leaned forward and unclasped my bra. She tossed it to the floor before she began to suckle my erect nipple. My moans reached the pitch Fluttershy’s had been when her pussy clamped down on my dick as she went into her 19th orgasm.

She released my itty bitty titty letting out a loud moan as a new bout of girlcum poured down upon me. The look of pure bliss on my friend’s face tossed me over the edge. Rope after rope coated her hot insides finally quilling their thirst. As I let out my own moan of orgasm, I was silenced by a very passionate kiss. She forced her tongue into my mouth and our tongues wrestled as we rode out our orgasms. I tasted Rainbow Dash on her lips, but I didn’t care. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the kiss for what it was. Then Scootaloo was hit with her 20th orgasm. She moaned into our kiss as once again I was soaked in her girlcum. Her lovely, multiorgasmic pussy milking my cock to the point where I too came again. Adding more ropes of my seed into her. The torrent of cum spilled out and dribbled on the bed.

From where I couldn't see them Dash finally stopped her torture and let Gilda climax. The squawking sound of her orgasm made scoots enter orgasm 21, breaking our kiss to let out another moan of passion. I’m not sure her body can take anymore orgasms. Unfortunately for the moment I was all out of cum so I couldn’t join her, I just sat in a daze as her pussy tried in vain to milk more cum out of me.

Finally Scootaloo came down from her three consecutive orgasms and rolled off my dick which was already beginning to soften again. Her tired hands fiddled with the locks on the cuffs, but she was too out of it to get them undone. Dash came over and unlocked them for her and I hugged my friend as she basked in her afterglow.

“Whoa, looks like you two really made a mess.” Dash commented as she examined Scoot’s lap, “Gilda, you want to clean this one?”

“I could go for a cream pie.” she replied, coming down from her own orgasm.

“Be careful, Scoots has a shag carpet.” RD joked, calling back to Gilda’s earlier comments.

“Just be sure to tell me if any purple pubes get stuck in my teeth.” She answered, “or else.”

“I cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.” Dash pinkie pie promised, making the ridiculous movements that accompanied each part of the phrase.

At that Gilda began to clean Scootaloo’s honeypot. Dash then sauntered over to my side of the bed. She leaned up against the wall showing off her toned butt as Scootaloo had done at lunch. Instead of revealing her pussy, so reached back and removed the plug from her butt with a sigh of relief mixed with a moan of pleasure.

“My turn.” She purred at me, “Sorry, but the front door is a girl’s only club, no dicks, but my rear is all yours if you’re up for another round.”

The thought of being able to do anal with another of my sister’s friends renewed my erection. I stood and gave the whole bed to Scootaloo and Gilda. I lined up my dick with her whole, the plug having loosened the sphincter enough to not require a massage and my dick well lubed by Gilda, Scootaloo and my own cum. Based on my experience with Gilda and Scoots I figured Rainbow wouldn’t mind a little roughness and slammed my dick into her ass in one move.

“Fuck!” Dash exclaimed, “I guess you're catching on to how we like it.”

At that I began to thrust in and out of her ass. It was not the tightest ass I’d plowed, that award still goes to Tiara, but Dash more than made up for it by clenching her ass muscles together to milk my dick as I thrust into her. Wanting to provide a more fulfilling experience I reached one hand around her waist and began to finger her. I found her clit and began to massage it between my thumb and pointer finger. The shocked moan told me she didn’t expect it, but enjoyed it nonetheless. I reached up and grabbed her boob with my other hand. I found that Dash had even smaller breasts than my own. Regardless I began to manipulate her nipple in the same way I messaged her clit. I increased the speed of my thrust until Dash cried out in pleasure showering my hand in cum. Her orgasm making her clench more than before. I was pushed over the edge once more and filled her ass the point of overflowing in no time. Dash slumped against the wall worn out from her total of 6 orgasms. Clearly Scoots is a cut above the rest.

As I removed my penis from Dash’s asshole I hear Scoots begin to moan louder, “Yes, keep your tongue ring there. Yes, yes, Ya-EEEEEEEEEEEAH!”

I turned just in time to see her 22nd orgasm gush girlcum into Gilda’s waiting face. Unlike Dash or I Gilda clamped her mouth on Scoots cumming slit and drank all her cum. Not a drop of new cum mixed with the cum on the sheets. When she was finished she let out a burp that reminded me of Applebloom’s blowjob.

Suddenly there came a knock at the door, “Dinner!” Bulk called, “I ordered pizza. Please get dressed before you come down. I’m fine with your sexy girl time as long as it stays in your room.”

“Be right down.” we all called in unison, but with varying levels of exhaustion.

Once he was gone Gilda smirked, “He really needs to get laid. I’d be down if he was.”

Scoots burst out laughing and nearly lost her balance, “Bulk is into guys.”

“I mean, I thought Gilda was a guy when I first met her, so..” Dash added as she pulled on a pair of fresh panties from her bag.

“Fuck you, Dash.” Gilda said angrily as she searched for her shirt.

“Funny,” Dash retorted, “Didn’t you just do that?”

At that we all burst out laughing.

*** *** ***

We all dressed and went downstairs for dinner. Everyone, but myself had thought ahead and brought a second pair of clean panties so I left the ones I’d borrowed from Fluttershy on the chair in Scoot’s room to dry. As long as I didn’t pop a boner at dinner, I’d be fine. It didn’t help that despite our reclothed bodies we still reeked heavily of sex. I had to resort to breathing through my mouth unless I was chewing in order to keep my dick limp.

I sat next to Scootaloo. RD sat next to Gilda. Bulk sat at the head of the table. For the most part dinner was silent, but at one point Gilda let out a short gasp and then Dash giggled. Curious I peaked under the table and saw Dash was fingering Gilda in secret. As I watched, Gilda reached her hand down and began to finger Dash in return. The two competitive women were determined to make the other crack first.

The show made my dick grow hard again and I quickly focused back on eating. I caught Scootaloo’s glance and decided to wink. I didn’t think she was as kinky as the college students until she stealthily reached under my skirt and began to stroke my dick. I nearly choked on my bite when she did and had to conceal my blush with my napkin. For better or worse I was in this game of secret masturbation. Well, if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em! I reached my hand into Scootaloo’s athletic shorts and fingered her as well. Time to see if I can give her number 23.

It was a good thing we all already smelled like sex or it would have been obvious in the first minute what we were up to. By the second minute Gilda had to hide a moan by taking a sip of water and Dash nearly choked on a bite when I asume Gilda increased speed in retaliation. Scootaloo was the first to visibly squirm. She had the worst disadvantage as her body had not recovered completely from the past 22 orgasms which made her very sensitive for my approaches. She bit her lip to keep from making the noises she desperately wanted to make. I added a finger and redoubled my efforts. Scoots began to beat my cock faster trying to make me cum first. If Bulk Biceps heard the quiet fapping sound he chose to ignore it.

I smirked as I finished my last bite of pizza. I stuck a finger in Scootaloo’s virgin asshole. That threw her over the edge. Unable to conceal her violent orgasm, her 23rd since 4:30pm, she slumped in her chair and moaned loudly. There was no mistaking the sound of her girlcum splattering on the dinning room floor. Gilda was next her telltale squawk barely concealed in her napkin. Last was Dash who made no efforts to hide her orgasm. I had won.

“You couldn’t have waited until after dinner!” Bulk shouted as he grabbed his food, visibly irked, and left the room.

With the civilian gone I brazingly stood up and pulled down my skirt. Dash and Gilda’s cum soaked hand soon joined Scoots on my dick. The feeling of three hands on my massive dick was like no other feeling I had felt in the past 24 hours. When I finally went over the edge, I grabbed an empty drinking glass and came into it. My seed splattered naughtily against the bottom with all eyes on it. I could practically feel the lust and thirst for my very special brand of male juice as the glass filled up. It gave me some kind of perverted high that only seemed to lessen as my own climax slowly tapered out. Not a moment too soon as the lewd, slimy contents of the glass almost spilled over. Seeing where this was going, the other three emptied their glasses and I divided my load among them. Scoots, Dash and I clinked glasses and drank while Gilda grabbed another slice and poured the cum onto it as a salty and sweet new topping. It was the oddest conclusion to the afternoon of ecstasy I was enjoying.

Author's Note

Wow 23 orgasms insect a short time....I feel jealous of Scoots.

Also this technically continues the canon form my other fic Go Kart Racing...., but reading that is not necessary for this fic. I officially plan to connect the canon through dialogue in the next chapter.