Modeling with Auntie Rarity

“You still wearin’ yer cock ring?” asked Applejack as she parked in front of Pinkie’s bakery. She reached over to the passenger seat and stuck her hand down the front of Adam’s pants, feeling around the base of his dick to confirm that the ring was still there.

Adam squirmed in his seat as his mom’s fingers squeezed his stiff cock. He was accustomed to getting felt up like this; Applejack had been pretty handsy ever since the first time she fucked him. But Adam hadn't cum for days - the cock ring had seen to that - and while he'd grown somewhat accustomed to it, having his cock touched reminded him of just how pent up he was.

“Yeah, Mom, I'm still wearing it,” groaned Adam. “Remember? You checked it right before we left…”

“Oh yeah,” said Applejack. “And ya didn't cum anytime in the last few days, right?”

“No, Mom,” said Adam. “Why does it matter again?”

“Never you mind,” said Applejack. “But you did what I told ya, and I appreciate it. Good on ya fer bein’ willing to make a lil’ sacrifice. Me, I sure missed poundin’ yer tight young ass over the past few days, so I sacrificed somethin’ too.” She pulled her hand out of Adam’s pants, satisfied that his dick was still restrained. “Well, ya better get goin’! Aunt Pinkie needs ya, so be good, all right?”

“Of course!” said Adam. He opened the door and hopped out of the car, giving his mom a wave goodbye as she pulled out of Pinkie’s driveway.

The bakery was attached to Pinkie’s house; there was a small storefront with a professional kitchen behind it, which had a door to her home. The bakery was closed at the moment, so he made his way to the house’s front door.

When Adam knocked, it was Cherry who answered the door. Cherry was Pinkie’s daughter, a bright and pretty girl a little bit younger than Adam. She looked particularly nice today - her rosy complexion was even more vibrant, her shining green eyes had a subtle blue eyeshadow, and her wavy pink hair was tied back in a bouncy ponytail.

“Hey, Adam!” said Cherry, standing on tiptoe so that her grinning face was closer to his. “Thanks so much for coming by!”

“Oh, yeah, no problem,” said Adam. “You're going to a concert, right?”

“Yeah!” said Cherry. “Mom’s got a big order to fill, but she didn't want to keep me from having fun with my friends. So it's really cool that you stepped up! I gotta thank you properly sometime…” she reached an arm up and stroked her fingers along Adam’s arm, from shoulder to elbow. “So how do I look? Do you think my friends’ll be blown away?”

Cherry posed, thrusting her chest in Adam’s direction, and he looked over her outfit - a bright green cutoff tee, a short pink and black shirt, and long striped stockings. “You look great!” said Adam.

For some reason, that didn't seem to be quite the reaction Cherry was looking for. “Okay, thanks,” she sighed. “Well, I better get going. My mom’s in the kitchen, she's ready for you.”

Cherry walked off, and Adam heard the sound of the garage door opening. With Cherry on her way out, Adam was alone in the house with Pinkie Pie; like Adam, Cherry was an only child with a single parent. Adam didn't have a clue who her dad was, and he'd never asked; he knew it was potentially a sore subject, and he didn't have a pressing need to know.

Besides, it wasn't as though the Pie household needed another parental figure; Pinkie Pie had raised a smart, fun-loving daughter and kept the Cake bakery running all the while. Of course, even an energetic woman needed help every once in a while - this wasn't the first time Adam had come by to help out. It was the first time he'd come wearing a cock ring, though…

When he entered the kitchen, Pinkie looked up from her mixing bowl and gave Adam a welcoming smile. “Adam!” she said. “Give Aunt Pinkie a hug!”

Pinkie wasn’t giving Adam a choice in the matter. Hands white with flour, she swept him into an embrace so tight that he felt like he might sink into her pillowy tits. Of course, he’d come to expect it from her. “Good to see you, Aunt Pinkie,” he said.

Unlike Applejack’s other friends, Pinkie actually was his aunt; her sister Maud was married to Adam’s uncle Big Mac. He was close to all of them, though - and he’d gotten a lot closer to Rarity and Fluttershy lately. Getting fucked in the ass had been a very intimate way of getting closer to those aunties.. And Adam wouldn’t be too surprised if something similar was about to happen today

“Thank you so much for coming over, Adam!” said Pinkie, as she released him from the hug. “I’d be up all night if I tried to finish this order by myself. It’s a big one! But you can handle it, right?”

“Yeah, definitely!” said Adam.

Pinkie beamed. “Of course you can! You’re not afraid of a little hard work! Now, this is a big order, but it’s all pretty simple stuff. You’ve helped me with cupcakes before, so I’m gonna put you on those, okay?”

Adam grabbed an apron and got to work. Pinkie was a pro when it came to baking, and she had a rhythm that made everything go like clockwork. As soon as one batch was ready for the oven, the last one was ready to come out.

But just because it was efficient, that didn’t mean it wasn’t fun. Pinkie was playful - maybe even a little flirty - as they baked side-by-side. She bumped her rump against his, she complimented his “strong arms,” and she left white handprints on his butt when she slapped it with her flour-covered hands. Adam couldn’t help but get a little turned on - which made the ring constricting his dick impossible to ignore. It almost seemed like Pinkie noticed his discomfort - maybe even found it funny - but Adam couldn’t be sure. He put those thoughts out of his mind and tried to focus on baking, and the hours passed quickly.

Once the last batch of pastries was boxed up and ready to go, Pinkie leaned back against her kitchen table, wiped her brow, and let out a satisfied sigh. “I can't believe how fast we got through all that!” she said. “You're a good little assistant, Adam! Only… you're not so little anymore, are ya?”

Adam chuckled. “Well, I guess not,” he said.

“Yeah, you're basically all grown up, huh?” said Pinkie, tilting her head and seeming to asses Adam’s body. “And since we're all done with the order… and since you're all big and strong now… maybe you'd like to help me out with some personal recipes?”

“Personal recipes?” repeated Adam. He'd never heard that phrase before… but he liked baking with Pinkie and wouldn't mind doing a little more. “Sure.”

Pinkie let out a cheer and swept Adam into another embrace - although this one quickly became friskier than the last. Her hands drifted down Adam’s back and cupped his ass, kneading his glutes with her naughty fingers. “Ooh, you are a big strong boy, aren't you, Adam?” she said. “I’ve watched you grow… and your mom’s been telling me all about how you've matured…”

Adam squirmed weakly as Pinkie’s hand rounded his thigh and crept toward his crotch. “Applejack says you're a big boy,” said Pinkie, “and Rarity and Fluttershy have super nice things to say about you too…” her fingers finally reached the front of his pants, and she grasped his stiff dick. “Ooh!” she cooed, “you're big and hard, aren't you, Adam? Is that your big hard weenie I'm feeling?”

“Yes,” groaned Adam.

“Ooh, so hard!” said Pinkie, moving her fingers up and down his shaft. “Did baking with Auntie Pinkie make your dick big and hard? Did you get all horny when Aunt Pinkie patted your bottom and jiggled her boobies in your face?”

Adam couldn't think properly, not with Pinkie stimulating his constricted cock. All he could do was answer honestly, even if it embarrassed him. “...yes,” he said.

“Ooh, and I bet it was rough having this tight little cock ring on your weenie this whole time!” said Pinkie, moving her fingers down to the base of his penis and feeling the shape of the ring. “If you didn't have this on, do you think you would have splooged all over your undies? You think maybe you woulda made a big cummy mess in your pants, Adam?”

“Uh-huh…”

“I totally understand,” said Pinkie. She released Adam’s dick and shifted her body a bit, so that her crotch was pressing against his thigh. Adam felt a familiar shape beneath her skirt - a long, stiff shaft that had to be a penis. “Aunt Pinkie’s party cannon has been ready to blow ever since you showed up, you cutie!” She shifted her hips, sliding her cock up and down against his thighs. “Ooh, I could rub my peenie against you and shoot a big gloppy load of cum in my panties…” she sighed. “I'm so pent up, it wouldn't take much…”

Then Pinkie backed off, releasing Adam from her embrace. “But that would be such a waste, wouldn't it?” she said. “I don't wanna waste any cum, Adam… especially not yours! It was my idea for you to wear that ring, actually. I wanted you to hold onto all your cum until I could get to it… ooh, I bet you’re wondering what I need it for…”

Adam tugged at his belt, adjusting his pants to make his stiff cock more comfortable. “Well, yeah…” he said.

“Hm, I think I’ll keep it a secret just a little longer,” said Pinkie. “Follow me, all right? I don’t want to get the bakery too messy, but I’ve got a back room that we can have some fun in.” She led Adam towards a door on the far side of the room. He’d been in that room before; it was probably a bigger back room than Pinkie’s bakery needed, and she used it to store whatever she didn't need at the moment.

Right now, though, it was tidier than usual; when Pinkie flicked the lights on, Adam saw a clean metal tabletop and rows of shelves filled with plastic tubs. “All right,
cutie,” said Pinkie, as she closed the door behind him, “time to get naked! I can't wait to see what you look like under those clothes… hmm, have you ever wondered what I look like naked? I know boys like you can be pretty horny…”

Adam just laughed nervously, but Pinkie pressed the question. “I really wanna know!” she said, as she untied her apron and pulled her shirt over her head. “I know I'm your Auntie, but be honest… have you had sexy thoughts about Auntie Pinkie Pie?”

Adam wouldn't normally have discussed this sort of thing with anyone, much less his Auntie, but Pinkie’s earnest smile was putting him at ease. “Well,” he said, “I have noticed how big your breasts are, and I've… thought about them…”

Pinkie’s smile grew. “Ooh! Well, you'll get to know my big pink pillows a lot better today!” She unhooked her bra, freeing her tits, and thrust her chest in Adam’s direction. “Hey, you gotta strip too!” she said. “I wanna see that strong farm boy body. Just thinking about it has got my dick nice and hard…”

Adam hastily pulled his shirt off, trying to catch up with Pinkie’s disrobing. He let his pants drop and pulled down his boxers, and Pinkie Pie licked her lips at the sight of Adam’s penis. Adam still wasn’t used to the way his dick looked when it was bound by a cock ring; it was redder than normal, and painfully hard. But Pinkie seemed excited by it - and when she dropped her skirt, the rigid shaft in her pink panties attested to her excitement.

“Mmm, you're big,” she said. “Not quite as big as your Aunt Pinkie, but that's a cock you can be proud of!” She pulled down her panties and revealed her cock - a thick pink shaft that did, in fact, look a good bit bigger than Adam’s. Its tip was glistening, already dripping with pre; the sight reminded Adam of just how much fluid the ring on his cock was holding back.

Pinkie closed in on Adam, backing him against the metal table, and grasped his dick with one hand. “So hard!” she said, letting her fingers travel down to his nutsack. “And these guys must be so full of cum! A strong, healthy boy like you can make lotsa spunk, I bet… and you've been keeping it all pent up in these big beautiful balls! All that cum, all for Aunt Pinkie…”

Adam was squirming wordlessly in Pinkie’s grip, trying not to whimper. Pinkie Pie was just having fun with him, but she was also tormenting him, playing with his pent-up, overstimulated cock. And she wasn't stopping there; Adam felt her other hand folding his asscheek, creeping around to his crack…

“Ooh, there's that tight little hole,” purred Pinkie, rubbing the tip of her index finger against Adam’s pucker. “Your other aunties have been having some fun with this, haven't they? Not to mention your mommy… do you like taking it up the butt, Adam? Getting fucked good and hard by a woman’s big hard dick?”

Adam was gritting his teeth to keep from groaning. “Auntie Pinkie,” he muttered, his voice strained, “please… it's been so long since I last came, and when you play with my dick like that… and my asshole… I… nigh…”

“Oh, this must be hard for you, huh?” said Pinkie. Her voice was sympathetic, but her fingers didn't stop playing with Adam’s body. “You've been so good, Adam, keeping the ring in, holding in all that cum… well, you'll be cumming plenty by the time we’re done here!” She gave his butthole one last little poke and stepped back, releasing Adam from her grip. “But you'll have to wait just a little longer, okay? You've been saving up your spunk for today… it wouldn't be any fun if it were over too soon!”

Pinkie leaned over the table and stood on tiptoe, raising her round, pink rump. “The sooner we get started on the real fun, the sooner you can bust that nut! So why don't you start off by getting acquainted with my butt? I know you said you liked my boobies, but I think my butt might be my best feature… maybe seeing me like this makes you want to give my butt a little kiss?”

Adam knelt down, grasped Pinkie Pie’s ass with both hands, and brought his puckered lips to Pinkie’s asscheek. Pinkie tittered and thrust her ass backwards, rubbing the soft flesh against Adam’s face. “Ooh, more!” she said. “My big butt needs lots of love…”

Adam obliged, planting kisses all over one cheeks then crossing the gulf to lavish affection on the other. That got happy moans and giggles out of Pinkie, so he moved on to tongue-bathing her buttcheeks, dragging his tongue over every inch of her cheeks, tasting her sweet skin and the salty musk of her sweat.

But Pinkie soon demanded greater intimacy between Adam and her ass. “Ooh, you're treating my butt so good,” she said. “Now get your handsome face into my buttcrack and give my pucker a little love!” She wiggled her butt in Adam’s direction. “Don't worry, I got it squeaky clean just before you came over. I've got a showerhead that can powerwash my butthole til it's clean enough to eat off of!”

Adam was still a little hesitant, but the promise of finally getting to cum was enough to motivate him. He separated Pinkie’s asscheeks with both hands and buried his face between them, pressing his lips against her asshole..

It was true that Pinkie’s asscrack was squeaky clean… but her work in the kitchen had built up a layer of sweat that clung to the smooth, clean skin of her asscheeks and the puckered ring of her anus. He tasted the salt of her sweat and breathed in its fragrance; in spite of her impeccable hygiene, it was swampy inside her asscrack.

But Adam wasn’t about to stop. Now that he was in her asscrack, he wanted to lick her pucker. As he dragged his tongue in a circle around her asshole, he could almost ignore the painful hardness of his cock. He was imagining her cock, long and thick and pink, twitching as he prodded her asshole with his tongue.

“Adam, you must love your Auntie’s butthole!” said Pinkie. “I have to keep my hands off my weenie, or else your naughty tongue will make me shoot a big sticky load!” She shuddered, and her quaking hips made her ass thrust backwards into Adam’s face. “Ooh, I might cum even if I don't touch myself… you're so good at making my dick wanna explode!”

Pinkie’s encouragement gave Adam a surge of enthusiasm, and he licked faster and harder. Pinkie reacted with gasps and moans, which were a form of encouragement all their own. Adam wanted to make Pinkie Pie shoot her load, and he pressed the tip of his tongue against her pucker, applying pressure to her asshole as he ran his tongue in circles. Pinkie’s breathing got heavy, and her moans grew louder… and then she abruptly stood straight up, shoving Adam away.

“Aw, you got me close!” said Pinkie. “I almost shot a big sticky load of spunk all over the table, Adam! If your other aunties didn't make you lick their buttholes, they were missing out!”

Adam wiped Pinkie's sweat from his face with his arm. “Oh,” he said. “Sorry about almost making you cum, Auntie. I just got excited…”

“Oh, you've got nothing to apologize for, sweetie!” said Pinkie. “But why don't you put all that excitement to work on my boobs, since you love ‘em so much?” She lifted her tits with both hands and leaned forward, presenting her breasts to Adam. “Suck on ‘em like a hungry baby!”

Adam took a silent moment to admire Pinkie’s breasts. This was his first time seeing them bare, but he'd felt their warmth, their size, and their softness many times before. And on the subject of their size… they seemed a little bigger now. Maybe he was imagining it… but he wouldn’t know for certain until he got a little closer.

Adam leaned in and wrapped his lips around Pinkie’s left nipple, licking at the fat nub. He suckled at it, expecting nothing more than the taste of her skin… but he felt a squirt of something warm and a little bit sweet.

“It's working!” said Pinkie. “Do you taste that? It's been a while since I was last lactating, but Twilight whipped up a little something to induce it! Some kinda half-magic, half-science thingy. Or maybe it was closer to sixty percent science? Anyway, it made my boobs bigger too! Fun, right?”

Adam just loudly suckled at Pinkie’s breast, tasting her milk as it squirted onto his tongue. It was delicious - sweeter than cow’s milk, rich and thick in his mouth, wonderfully warm going down his throat. When the flow of milk started to slow, he switched to the other breast and filled his mouth with its bounty.

“Ooh, it feels good,” said Pinkie. “I wish I could do this all the time! I need to ask Twilight if she can make more of her lactation potion…” Adam felt Pinkie’s cock slipping between his thighs, sliding under his scrotum and into his asscrack. Pinkie thrust her hips slowly, and the shaft grazed his asshole as it glided back and forth. “Gotta be careful not to cum…” she sighed. “Of course, that’s not a problem for you, is it, Adam?”

Pinkie’s slowly thrusting cock made Adam’s dick throb, but of course there was no cum escaping, and no chance of an eruption. Adam felt like he was on the verge of cumming; every throb of his shaft felt like it just might snap the cock ring in half. That was just a fantasy, but Adam could think of nothing else but cumming.

“Mmm, I think I'm dry,” said Pinkie, feeling her tits. “Thanks so much! I needed to be milked…” she giggled. “And so do you, don't you? Don't worry, Adam, we’re real close! A little more anticipation won't kill ya… there's one more thing I want you to get your mouth around!”

Pinkie put her hands on Adam’s shoulders and applied gentle pressure. Adam, dazed as he was, took the hint and bent his knees, descending slowly until he was kneeling. “Your mom says you're a little shy about it,” she said, “but you love having a nice big girlcock in your mouth, don't you?”

Once Adam’s head was level with her crotch, she pulled him towards her and thrust her hips. Adam had been staring dumbly at her junk - her thick veiny cock and her fat, hanging ballsack - but now her balls were smacking against his face, her cock slapping against his forehead.

“And you like the way they smell, don't you?” asked Pinkie. “Big girl cocks and nice heavy girl nuts… I bet your mom and your other aunties drive you wild with their musky, sweaty nutsacks…” she rolled her hips, dragging her scrotum all over Adam’s face. “Lemme smear my Pinkie perfume all over you, so you can smell like my nuts as long as you like…”

Adam opened his mouth wide and took his auntie’s nuts in his mouth, licking the sweaty, musky underside of her scrotum, bouncing the hefty balls on his tongue. Her cock was dripping precum into his hair and onto his forehead, spurting sticky little splashes of jizz each time her cock pulsed. Her dick wasn't desperate and pent up in quite the same way that Adam’s was, but it was a needy cock. Eager to satisfy his auntie, Adam released her balks from his mouth and licked at the underside of her shaft.

“Suck it,” groaned Pinkie. She put her hand on the crown of Adam’s head and pushed it back so that her dick flopped down onto his upper lip. He parted his lips and took the shaft into his mouth, tasting the salty pre as it hit his tongue. He licked the girthy shaft slowly, careful not to pleasure her too intensely; he recalled that she said she didn't want to cum too soon…

But Pinkie wasn't in the mood to go slow. She grabbed the sides of Adam’s head and thrust her hips, forcing her cock deep into his mouth. While Adam tried to maintain a languid pace, Pinkie pulled back and thrust into his mouth again, driving her cock towards the back of his throat. “Mmm, I'm gonna cum,” she groaned, “I'm close, Adam, I'm gonna cum…”

Pinkie bit her lip, trying to hold back her climax but helpless to stop herself from fucking Adam’s mouth. She wrapped her fingers around the back of Adam’s head and pulled him closer, humping his face and thrusting deeper. He felt the tip of her cock bumping against the back of his throat - and then he felt it sliding into his throat, stretching it out with her rigid girth. Adam gagged on her cock, sputtering in protest, but there was nothing he could do to stop Pinkie from fucking his throat. She was stronger than she looked - there must have been a lot of muscle under her fat - and Adam didn't have a whole lot of fight in him right now.

His nose buried in Pinkie’s musky magenta bush, Adam moaned weakly around her thrusting cock. He couldn't breathe with his auntie’s cock plugging up his throat, and he felt his lungs start to burn as his body used up its supply of oxygen. His head got light, his vision started to grow dark…

And then Pinkie pulled out, and Adam reflexively inhaled as the girthy obstruction pulled out of his airway. “Oh wow,” gasped Pinkie. “Almost came… again... “ she was pinching her dick with her thumb and forefinger, doing the same work as Adam’s cock ring. She managed to keep herself from coming… but only barely. Her cock was pulsing, throbbing, leaking fluid as she backed away from Adam. “OK… If we don’t get to the main event now, I’m gonna lose it for sure! Just a sec, sweetie…”

Pinkie leaned over and grabbed something from underneath the table. On his way into the back room, Adam had dimly perceived a shape beneath the table - but now, as it was dragged out into the light, he got a sense of what he was looking at.

It was a piece of padded furniture, a little like a massage table - clearly intended for a person to lay face-down on, with a hole to accommodate their face. Unlike a massage table, it had four smaller, padded platforms for a person to rest their knees and elbows upon… and on the opposite side from the head-hole, there was a similar smaller hole that was in precisely the right spot for a penis.

“I'm not into BDSM the way Fluttershy is,” said Pinkie, “but I borrowed this from her for today. For you! Go ahead, Adam, climb on and I'll strap ya in!”

Adam didn't hesitate. After his time with Fluttershy, he was accustomed to the sight of sex furniture, so the table didn't intimidate him - and he was so desperate to cum that he would have done anything his auntie asked. He laid himself face-down on the table, positioning his knees and elbows on the little platforms, and let his stiff cock dangle through the table’s hole.

“Good boy!” said Pinkie, giggling at her own words. “Hee hee, I'm not gonna make you a doggy, Adam. Got something different in mind for you! Sit tight, lemme get you secured…”

Adam felt a firm strap - leather, or something like it - close over his left wrist and pull tight. He wiggled his arm experimentally, testing the strength of the restraint, and he was impressed by what he discovered. He could barely move his left arm, in spite of his hard-earned farmboy strength - and as Pinkie circled him, each of his limbs were secured just as tightly.

“I'll be right back, okay?” said Pinkie, bounding out of the room. Adam waited alone in the back room, strapped down to the table - and he began to wonder if Pinkie’s plan was to leave him here, tormented by his constricted, backed up cock until he was mad with sexual frustration-

But Pinkie returned in less than half a minute, carrying a large mixing bowl and holding a small bottle under her arm. She set ithe bowl down under the table, and Adam got a glimpse of its contents - a thick batter, presumably made from milk and flour. “What's that for?” Adam asked.

“We’re baking again!” said Pinkie. “Sorta! The whole reason I had you saving up your cum is so that I could use it for my special recipes!”

Pinkie saw confusion - and maybe a bit of trepidation - dawning on Adam’s face, and waved it off. “Don’t worry, I don’t sell them or anything! They’re just for me and some friend who know what goes into ‘em. Just a little kinky fun!” She grabbed the bottle from under her arm and squeezed out a dollop of lube onto her fingers. “I know you’ve been waiting forever to cum, and I super appreciate it!” She walked around Adam, and he felt her slick fingers sliding into his asscrack and lubing up his butthole. “Like I said, sweetie, you’re gonna get to cum more than enough before we’re done here…”

She wiggled her fingers against Adam’s asshole, playing with the sensitive little pucker. “I’ve got the bowl down there to catch your load, just in case you completely lose it when I take the ring off. Are you ready?” She reached a hand down and grabbed the cock ring between her thumb and forefinger. “What am I saying? Of course you’re ready! You’ve only been waiting for days!”

She twisted the ring back and forth, slowly wiggling it down the length of Adam’s shaft. “Just let me know if this hurts! I don’t wanna go too fast, but I’ve got a lot of ground to cover! Lotta inches on this big ol’ dick of yours!”

“It’s… okay…” gasped Adam, his hips twitching as Pinkie worked the ring downward. “I’ll just be happy to have this ring off my dick…”

“Yeah, I bet!” said Pinkie. “I really put you through a lot, didn’t I? I’ll make it up to you though… give you some love, Pinkie style!” She got the ring down to just below the head of his dick, and paused. “Okay, moment of truth!” she said. “Your dick is finally gonna be free. Will you shoot the whole big load the second this thing is off?”

She gave one last tug, the ring came off, and Adam’s dick didn’t erupt in a colossal torrent of spunk. “Nothing, huh?” said Pinkie. “Maybe your weenie forgot how to cum! Don’t worry, I’ll give it a reminder…”

Adam felt Pinkie’s hands on his asscheeks. At first, she just cupped them, feeling up Adam’s cheeks and his firm glutes - and then she opened up his asscrack, licking her lips as she beheld his lubed-up butthole. “I hope you’re ready for this too!” she said. “You’ve had your booty hole widened by some pretty big dicks, but I think mine might be the girthiest one out of all your aunties!” She brought her hips right up to Adam’s asscheeks, sliding her dick into his crack and prodding his pucker with her tip. “I’ll let you judge for yourself, though! It’s not like we ever stood side by side and, like, measured the thickness! All I know for sure is… I’m a big girl!”

Pinkie thrust her hips, and her cock penetrated Adam’s asshole, stretching it wide with her meaty girth. Adam groaned, and his cock finally found some release. A spurt of precum, so big that one could mistake it for a full-sized load, shot from his tip and landed in the bowl.
“Mmm, tight,” moaned Pinkie. “I guess your other aunties didn’t loosen you up too much.” She grabbed him by his sides and pulled herself closer, sliding her cock deeper inside him. “You know,” she said, “It’s not really fair that Rarity and Fluttershy got to you first. I mean, they’re your aunties and they love ya, sure… but I’m your real auntie! I shoulda jumped to the front of the line when Maud married your uncle Big Mac!”

Another thrust plunged Pinkie’s cock an inch deeper in Adam’s asshole. She was only halfway inside him, and she was very tempted to go deeper… but she paused to give him a moment’s rest. “Maybe it’s better that Rarity and Flutters had a chance at you first,” she said. “I bet those two were a good warmup for today. Gave you the experience you needed, so you’d be ready to handle a Pie family cock!”

Even with Pinkie motionless inside him, Adam’s cock was leaking precum ceaselessly, flowing with pearly fluid that drizzled onto the batter in the bowl. Adam felt his body relaxing, tension vanishing from head to toe; even without an orgasm, the feeling of his balls emptying themselves out was an immense relief.

Of course, his body tensed again when Pinkie - seemingly deciding that he'd had enough time to rest - thrust once more and hammered her cock deeper. The flow of precum grew stronger, pumping out in thicker spurts, as Pinkie pushed herself deeper - and when she got herself balls-deep, the flow gradually came to an end. Nothing left inside him but his actual load - the spunk that was going to get launched when he finally came.

“All right, now we're fucking,” said Pinkie, her boobs slapping against his back as she pounded his ass. “Lemme know how you like it, sweetie! If you want it faster, harder, whatever - I'll give it to ya!”

If Pinkie was earnestly seeking feedback, Adam wasn't in any condition to provide it. He wasn't sure if he did want it faster or harder; he wasn't in the habit of making demands of the women who fucked him. Getting penetrated made him feel like he was entirely at their mercy - and besides, they were his aunties. They - and his mom - always knew what was best for him.

And Pinkie was doing a hell of a job back there, hammering his ass, pounding his prostate, slapping her hips against his ass with each thrust. The padded table kept him comfortable - although the straps on his wrists and ankles chafed a bit. There was something strangely peaceful about getting fucked like this; he was utterly helpless, unable to move or resist. All he could do was lie still, let himself get fucked, and focus on the feeling of that thick pink cock stretching out his asshole and assaulting his prostate.

Pinkie Pie leaned forward, letting her weight settle on Adam’s back. Her belly and breasts squished against his back, and she lifted her legs off the ground. The padded table held up well; it would hardly be any good as sex furniture if it couldn’t support the weight of two full-grown adults. With her feet off the floor, she brought her brought her knees up until her toes were grazing the tip of Adam’s cock. With just a little more stretching, she got her legs high enough that she could hold Adam’s shaft between the arches of her feet.

“Oof!” grunted Pinkie, moving her feet up and down in time with her thrusts. “Bet you didn’t know your aunt Pinkie was this flexible, huh? You gotta eat a lot of cupcakes to do this!” She gripped his cock tighter, tugging it harder. “It’s a little tricky to do it like this, but I do love playing ‘footsie’ with guys! Didn’t Rarity give you one of these too? Hmm, I wonder if she’s better at it than I am. I bet neither of us gets to practice too often… What do you think? Am I the better footjobber?”

Once again, Adam wasn't composed enough to form a response. Comparing this footjob, or this assfuck, to any other one was impossible for him; his mind was firmly in the present.

“Yeah, hard to say, huh?” said Pinkie. “But I gotta know! Maybe we can have a competition sometime…”

Adam felt his body begin to shake, involuntarily struggling against his restraints as a seismic shudder went through him. This was it - the orgasm he'd been saving up for days was announcing its presence. It was a colossus of a climax, he could tell; it shook his body like the footsteps of a giant.

And Pinkie noticed that the body she was riding was starting to shake violently. “Woah!” she exclaimed, “You're bucking like a bronco, farm boy! You don't wanna throw off your auntie Pinkie Pie, do you?” She tightened her grip on his shoulders, holding herself tighter against him. “Don't worry, kiddo, I'm not going anywhere. I have my feet around your cock and my big dick deep in your ass - I can ride you all night! So go ahead and cum for me, sweetie, shoot that big creamy load into my batter!”

Adam passed the point of no return - and instead of the relief he'd hoped for, his climax hit him like a truck. His body bucked violently, his muscles tensing and his back arching as his cock fired off a jet of cum that splattered into Pinkie’s batter. Groaning in pleasure and agony, Adam rattled the sex furniture with his quivering body as his cock unloaded gush after gush of spunk.

It felt to Adam like he would cum forever, like his backed-up balls had an endless reservoir of jizz. But after a few powerful eruption of cum, the pulses of climax began to get noticeably less powerful… and then they faded to nothing but a series of weak little spurts. Adam’s balls didn't feel empty, exactly, but they were a lot less overstuffed now.

Adam’s body was utterly drained and more than ready to relax, but Pinkie still had to bust her nut. She took her feet off his cock and planted her soles on the ground - and now that she wasn't contorting herself, it was far easier for her to ramp of the speed and the depth of her fucking. Now - with his orgasm behind him - he was getting fucked harder than ever. His cock, made hypersensitive by his huge climax, was in agony - stiffening, throbbing, starting to leak precum once more.

“Mmh,” grunted Pinkie, her sweaty nuts slapping against Adam’s ass with each thrust. “I’m finally gonna blow, Adam… I had to hold myself back a buncha times… ooh, you know what that’s like, don’t you?” She gripped his shoulders tighter, slamming every inch of her meat into his asshole - and giving his prostate a brutal pounding that it could barely handle. Her dick finally shot its load, filling Adam’s butt with so much warm, thick cum that it overflowed from his asshole. The powerful, splattering gush gave Adam a surge of stimulation, and his cock spurted another few drops of spunk into the mixing bowl.

“Hoo boy…” sighed Pinkie, her body relaxing and settling atop Adam. Her cock was still deep inside him, stretching his asshole, but it was starting to soften, and that offered Adam some relief. He was soaked in sweat, and still catching his breath - but for the first time in days, his body truly let itself relax.

“Oh boy,” mumbled Pinkie, rousing herself from the peaceful afterglow and sliding her dick out of Adam’s asshole. “You were worth the wait, kid! You've got a great butt…” she slapped his ass hard enough to leave a handprint, “and you saved up a huge load for me!”

Adam wriggled on the table, testing the straps on his limbs. Still tight; no surprise there. “So we're done?” he asked. He hoped he didn't sound ungrateful - he'd had a good time with his auntie, all things considered, but he was long overdue for a proper rest. On a bed, or a couch - anything besides a sex table.

“Welll, we’re not all the way done,” said Pinkie. “Remember, I said you be cumming more than enough before things were through!” She retrieved a plastic bucket from a nearby shelf and began digging through it. Occasionally she would pluck an object from it and examine it, and Adam could see the shape of what she was holding: a buttplug, then a dildo, then some kind of clear, flexible tubing...

She seemed satisfied with the last one, and pulled it from the bucket. The flexible tubing was attached to a clear plastic tube that was just about the right size to fit around a penis - which was a chilling realization for Adam. The opposite end of the tube was attached to a heavy-looking metallic box with a vent on one side and a glass jar fitted into an aperture.

Pinkie moved the bowl from beneath Adam, and in its place she set down the metallic box. She slid the cock-tube onto Adam’s stiff shaft - and when she flicked a switch on the box, the tube vacuum-sealed itself onto his crotch. Pinkie tapped a button, and the box began to whir - and then the tube began to suck rhythmically on Adam’s cock.

Adam groaned in protest, feeling his hypersensitive dick ramping up towards another unbearably huge climax. He felt Pinkie Pie’s hands on his sides - and then he felt her weight settle on his back as she mounted him again.

“That little gizmo is gonna milk your cock til you’re totally dry!” said Pinkie, her voice bright and chipper. “I wanna make lots of goodies with your cum, so I want every single drop! I’ve even got extra jars in case you fill this one up.” She slid her cock between Adam’s asscheeks, and he felt her tip tickling his pucker. “You ready, cowpoke? ‘Cuz this is gonna be a rough ride!”

Then she thrust herself into Adam, and his moans filled the windowless room.

The sun had just dipped below the horizon when Applejack pulled up to Pinkie Pie’s bakery. Pinkie must have seen her arrive, because she emerged from the front door only a moment later, supporting Adam as she walked towards the car. Applejack couldn’t clearly see Adam’s face in the dim twilight, but by his posture he was exhausted, half asleep, barely lifting his feet as he walked. Pinkie, on the other hand, looked just fine - her walk wasn’t quite as bouncy as usual, probably because she was supporting Adam, but she looked like she had plenty of energy. There was something under her arm - a pink and white box, which more the logo of her bakery.

Applejack unlocked the passenger side, and Pinkie carefully placed Adam in the seat. Adam acknowledged his mom with a mumble and some half-lidded eye contact, but couldn’t seem to manage anything more than that.

“So…” said Applejack, looking past Adam at Pinkie’s smiling face, “Y’all had fun?”

“So much fun!” said Pinkie. “Thanks so much for making sure he kept the ring on. It took hours to milk him dry, and I got tons! I think it took a lot out of him, though… I even had to help him shower! Poor thing couldn’t even stand up…”

“I bet you gave his butt a good workout too, didn’tcha?” chuckled Applejack.

“Sure did! Oh, these are for you,” she said, setting the pink and white box on Adam’s lap. “Well, mostly for him. He helped make them, after all!”

Applejack peered through the clear plastic top of the box, admiring the pink-frosted cupcakes inside. “I might take a taste,” she said, “but I’ll make sure he eats ‘em all.”

“Oh, definitely!” said Pinkie. “He should eat every bite! I think he’ll like the frosting a lot… I made that myself.”