For the Record

“Okay, when I tell you ‘now’, you push it in as hard as you can and wait until it hits bottom. You ready?” Voltage asked and giggled as Ember started flapping his arms at his sides, his wings flapping with him. “Good! Now, one…”

Ember went ahead and pushed the button, making the ball inside the large block of blue plastic, making all of the confetti and little plastic bubbles blow all over the place inside of it. Ember began laughing and clapping his hands, while his tiny wings on his back continued to flap.

“Well, I’m glad you’re happy, Ember, but I said to wait until I said ‘now’.” Voltage was giggling along with the little tike and Fable laughed a little from the couch as he played with the Neptune controller, playing his favorite fantasy game of all time while Voltage and he took turns between it and Ember. They decided maybe they should wait until he took his impending nap before they broke out the real game.

“Technically, you did say ‘now’. You just didn’t say it to the capacity of starting him.” Fable said, making her give him a puzzled look. “I promise, I was listening.” He grinned at her and she looked at Ember, who pressed the button in again, then continued clapping.

“Oh, so he’s gonna grow up to be a smart ass, just like Daddy. I hope he can play video games better than daddy, or else he doesn’t stand a chance against Aunt Voltage.” Voltage sat up in a cross legged position on the floor while Ember sat on the other side of the toy from his orange unicorn babysitter. Then the sudden stench of protest came to Voltage and she paused. “Oh, not only a smart ass, some other ass as well. Has he seriously been doing this all day?”

“What can I say? Growth spurts, they get messy. Before this there was nothing, now you and I get to handle all of it. However, you still got a minute before your turn… so…”

“I will not show you mercy on the next fighting game, Fable. I remember you saying something about not holding grudges, but call me in a day and tell me if making me change this diaper was worth it.” As she said this, she was sliding the big plastic block out of the way and laying Ember down on his back as she slid the diaper kit toward her. As she opened the front of his disposable undies, her face turned green and she shuddered.

“That doesn’t mean I have to refrain from enjoying this. As for the next game, you better not try any of your dirty tricks, devil mare!” As Fable said this, Voltage sucked in an exaggerated, gasping breath as she scowled toward him. Fable snickered as she changed the diaper and put it in a scented bag, throwing into an airtight garbage, grumbling the whole time. After that, Voltage took her turn, then Ember took a turn after that and killed their last life. They were hardly paying attention to the game anyway. After that, they sat on the couch and watched a that awful 80’s cartoon movie.

“Strawberry and Chocolate! Best of friends and friends of love! Strawberry and Chocolate, fire below and stars above!” The very, very slowly framed animated intro sequence rolled across the screen in all of its old filmy goodness.

“Dear lord, this is a DVD?” Fable watched as the red male dog and purple girl cat duo dance around the screen. What they waltzed through was a cinematic nightmare of hand drawn tripping absolute balls. They straight up killed giant bug people who looked sentient, and they kissed other mammals of other species and gave them long hugs.

“No, this was recorded off of a Betamax. You can tell because in this version is color correct. The VHS was overly red scaled, and the cat was pink while the dog was orangish.” Voltage passed him the chips from her bag, and she got the bag of popcorn.

“This is a bootleg?” Fable said, and then shushed Ember as he started to dance and give loud humming noises at the screen.

“Yup, got this from the webstore. It’s literally the only way to get it. This was only released on VHS and Beta. Both are around five hundred bits. This DVD one was ten.” Voltage said as she stuffed popcorn into her mouth in a handful.

“Makes cents.” Fable said, then put three chips in his mouth.

“Did you just…”

“Wow, this cartoon is really weird, huh? Look at them! Wow…” Fable said as Voltage stared at him, then shook her head and turned back to the screen.

“Strawberry! I’ll save you as you fight that skeleton menace! He is not happy!” Chocolate, the dog said as he waved his fists and ran in an awkward run animation cycle.

“Death to all! Death to me! Liberate hearts from blood and rip the flesh!” The wobbling bones of its body distorting to and fro as it ran after them both. The cat was flailing and giving tiny cartoon screams but then started slicing the bones apart with her claws.

“I’m liking it more and more.” Fable said as he took some potato chips and shoved them in his mouth. That was when he looked down at the baby, who was now on his back, breathing steadily. His fingers twitched a little and he wrinkled his nose as he cooed softly. “Oh, hey little guy.” He got up and walked over to the floor space where his son began to snore in a small way.

“It’s nice to know that this is a sleep aid for the guy. I thought it’d cause him nightmares.” Voltage rolled over to her side and watched as Fable picked up the little foal and held him in the most cute dad pose. He walked to the dark room with the windows blacked out and the crib in the corner. It was an orange room with many autumn forest pictures and paper orange, red and yellow leaves stuck to the sheet rock.

“Sleep tight, little man.” Fable kissed the baby on the head as he placed him into the crib, on his back and draped a small, thin blanket up to his chest. Fable walked out, closing the door before he went to the living room and sat down to see his Neptune 5 controller on his coffee table. He also heard the intro to one of his older games that he bought when he first bought the system.

As soon as he looked at the screen to see Gravestone Valley, his eyes widened at the sight of a clothed but exposed naked ass and outer labia between the silk garter straps of none other than Voltage beside the TV screen. Her rump was very clearly displayed in front of him with her pussy lips slightly open and her fingers were caressing her very delicate pink inner skin. Her asshole was only partially covered by a silk string that very clearly showed her sphincter muscles as they kept closed. The lingerie she wore looked expensive with its black, soft lustrous shine on a silk surface. The thong was red, and easily moved to the side while the bra she wore was black with gray frills and showed a tiny bit of her areola.

“Hey, Fable.” She purred at him with the biggest bedroom eyes she must have been hiding before. His suave, yet sensible casual wear khaki pants now had a cylindrical outline that ran from his crotch over toward his hip. “So, I was wanting to play a little game I like to call ‘Don’t Look.’ It’s simple, you’re going to beat the first two levels of GV, and I’m going to be over here trying to make you think of better things to do.” Voltage started to quicken her pace as she fingered herself and clenched her eyes shut. She bit her lower lip a little as she was growing ever so wet, so she decided to give herself another good slew of fingers before grinning and talking while she gasped in the most pornographic way. “Now, I know what you’re thinking, I won’t be able to tell if you’re looking from over here, well, I’m actually pretty good. Do a good job and you can do whatever you want to do to m--”

She said this, but she didn’t notice his controller was already working, and the guns were already blazing the ghost energy at the Bone Curse Soldiers. “Are you already playing?!” She asked, then she heard the dialogue that came from the middle of the level.

“Yep!” His character’s six shooters already had the secret fire power up found in the graveyard. With this, he blew through the rest of the level.

“Oh, come on! You can’t keep staring at the screen! I’m all pink and perky over here!” Voltage said as she used two fingers to spread her pussy lips toward him, even sinking two fingers into her hole. “Are you even listening to me?!”

“You said anything I wanted, right?” Fable asked as he kept at it, and she could not even see a single glance over toward her. She gazed into his eyes and couldn’t see him lose focus for even an instant.

“Umm--well, I mean, in theory. I may have said-- something to the effect. Yes.” Voltage’s face got red as hell as she looked off to the side. The mere fact that he was concentrating so hard just to get at her naughty bits was a very potent turn on for Voltage. Then she heard the second badguy’s music, and she started to panic a little. “You’re seriously to the second boss?!” She got up and started massaging her tits toward him, even going so far as to get in his way.

“Hey, now! I don’t remember this being part of the deal!” He smiled and laughed as he leaned straight over onto his side and she screamed a little bit in surprise as she ducked down and slid into him on the couch. Without even pausing the game, Fable dropped the controller onto the carpet and wrapped his arms around her as she got on top of him. Their lips met and she began rubbing her hands over his hardened physique. “What’s got you so fired up?” He asked her gladly starting to suck on her nipples, making her shiver.

“I think dads are sexy.” Voltage whispered and undid his pants and his belt.

“Alright, now. Your name?” Jet asked as she pressed the record button on her digital recording device. It was automatically hooked up to her own personal cloud file that was linked to her work computer directly. Over the years with some of the technological discoveries, Jet had become not only a more accomplished and better writer, but also a more efficient system with which to do so.

“Grave Rush.” He said, his eyes tracing around the room to see everyone was in super chill mode as Letty and Gristle lied beside one another on the floor, watching a movie on the TV. Tremor was reading a book on one of the greater philosophers of the Early Celestian period, Dustwind. Then, of course, there were the two very inebriated individuals cuddled up beside one another. Jet had told Night and Shrapnel that they were going to do the interview before the concert, so they had to be quiet. Now they were laying there and whispering in each other’s ears and giggling like they were back in grade school. Everything had boiled down, even though they had maybe thirty minutes before they had to be in the van, heading to the concert. “Friends call me Rav.”

“Okay, Rav.” This brought a smile to both of their faces. “First question is: What drove you to create this band in the first place?” Jet asked as she crossed her legs tightly and popped her back.

“The love of Brutal Death Metal and the love of life, as it is both.” Grave said as she chuckled a little bit, causing her to smile. “I was pretty lucky to have some friends who were willing to indulge me in my rock star fantasy for a while. Then we found out we were pretty good at it.”

“Oh, yes, you mentioned that you all met in high school?” She asked, and he thought for a second. The gray earth pony thumbing his pony chin a little bit before shaking his head.

“Not exactly. Three of us did. Tremor joined the band through Gristle. We went a while without a bassist, and anyone will tell you that a rock band needs a bassist. Equilibriums and all of that come into play.” Grave said, having to stop himself from droning. Then he looked off to the side and tapped his chin again. “Wait, didn’t we play for the zombie apocalypse at one point?”

“Golden Mile High School came first.” Gristle said, the red pony throwing away an empty bag of chips and Letty looking off to the side, pouting because there were no more snacks close enough for her to reach.

“Zombie--” Jet started to ask, then shook her head. “Next question: Where was your first venue?” The white pegasus mare was hoping the whole Zombie Apocalypse thing wouldn’t come up for this question.

“Ah, the Cradle. It was this random bar out near the boonies. A guy we knew said his cousin owned it, and they needed a band, so we gave it a shot. Turned out, they were an open minded bunch of guys. It was a pretty cool time.” Rav could still remember trying to get some girl’s number. Instead, he ended up getting two blowjobs after the concert while Shrapnel was passed out on pills. She had a massive headache and took some aspirin that killed her for the rest of the night.

“Oh, nice. How many instruments do you play?” Jet asks, and all of the band members, including Shrapnel all began to laugh. Tremor didn’t so much laugh as he did make breathy sounds for a quick moment. This drew a quizzical look from her.

“I am honestly quite useless for anything other than driving away raccoon in the springtime. I don’t play any instruments, nor do I paint.”

“I do both.” Night Moon said from underneath a cuddling Shrapnel.

“Shut up, Moon.” Rav said with no pause. “I pretty much have a very long range with my voice, and I’m able to use it in a way that does not hurt my throat. It’s a technique that many many professional metal singers use. If you just go out there slicing up your throat, you’re more or less saying goodbye to any chance of a normal voice afterward. Two years of this and you’ve more or less shredded your vocal chords.”

“Wow, I always kind of wondered how they did the vocal cords thing.” Jet smiled at him and giggled. Then she looked at her watch and shrugged. “Now, for my last question. How long would it take you to cum if I sucked your cock five minutes before we need to leave for the concert?”

This drew the attention of everyone in the room. Grave Rush’s eyes widened and before her knew it, Jets was removing her underwear from underneath her skirt. She held up her wet and pungent panties in front of her and tossed them to him. Before he could say anything, Letty rolled off of the bed and landed between them.

“Hold it right there, Jet!” Letty poked her finger onto the point of the white pegasus’ snout. She wrinkled her nose and the yellow pegasus gave Jet the stink eye like none other. “You said we were waiting until after the concert! We were gonna do it together!”

“Wait, what?” Grave asked, looking very puzzled from Letty to Jet.

“Hey, I was just going to do a quick suck and we were going to hit the road. The boy could use one, this is his first big concert.” Jet said, and held up both of her hands out toward Letty as she crawled more onto the bed, and began to undo the gray earth pony’s pants.

“Alright, fine, but together! We agreed on that.” She brought out a nice looking length and girth from Grave’s trousers. He was certainly not the largest Letty had seen, but he certainly looked like fun, and felt like fun as she shoved his cock into her mouth.

“Um, Jetty, Letty, what’s going--on?” Grave asked as Jet giggled and moved her blue and white hair out from in front of her eyes. Her nervous smile didn’t get any mileage in comforting him.

“We kinda wanted to make this a nice special time for such a dear friend, and Death told Letty she could give you a ride, since she was looking for a bit of strange.” Jet said as she went down to his crotch and took over with her mouth engulfing an already very slick sex organ.

“Yes, I’m getting married soon, and I decided to make this kind of a bachelorette party. Fable loves it when I send pictures too, so we’ll be doing that later.” Letty winked at Grave Rush as the two of them went to town on him together. Their mouths met along the edge of his dick as they began to work together in licking and sucking along the length to the base and to the head.

“Man…” Shrapnel said as she leaned her head onto Night Moon’s shoulder. His wings were flat against the wall, as was his head. The two of them held hands, and the neon blue earth pony cuddled into him tight as his arms wrapped around her and they smiled. “They’re going at it, man. Like three horses in heat.” This made both of them laugh a little.

“Dude, are we horses or ponies?” Night Moon asked her, and she waved him off, shaking her head. “You’re right, stupid argument.” He nodded, and so did she.

“So, aren’t we supposed to be getting to the… thing?” Shrapnel asked.

While the two mares double teamed both his cock and his scrotum with affection, he checked his watch and cursed. “Yeah, we’re kinda supposed to be getting ready now.”

“Aw, hell! Come on, Tremor!” He got up from his place and grabbed the keys. All of their gear and their sound equipment was stored in their very large van, so it wasn’t so much a chore to do that part. However, then he looked at the state of his other comrades. “Well, Grave, when you’re done getting your dick sucked, and Shrapnel, when you get done being high off your gorde, if you’ll join myself and Stone Ridge in the van, I would very much appreciate it, thanks!” Gristle started gathering up his side pack and the pizza they had ordered that literally no one else but Tremor, Letty and he noticed was delivered. The slightly plump yellow pegasus ate great deal. Not only did she love pizza, but she had been on such a strict diet, which she was now cheating on happily.

Still, very few people noticed it was there, not even the ones that acted like they had the munchies in the corner, still in each other’s arms.

“Come on, guys!” Gristle goded them more, and the two of them laid Grave Rush’s cock against his abs as they both began to lick it up and down, grinding their tongues on the shaft. Soon, his endurance began to wane something fierce.

As Shrapnel got up slowly from the ground, she tried an urgent grunt, but only ended up sounding more dozing off than straining herself. She helped Night Moon up to his hooves and both of them started to make their way to the van as Tremor started it up. As the van started up, the tongues on his shaft started moving faster, along with the lips that sucked along the way of his length. The sounds of closing car doors and the thought that the door was left wide open while two mares sucked him off just rang across his head sporadically until he finally saw nothing but white in his head! Boom!

The rate to which Fable fucked her was rather impressive, she hadn’t expected them to be going missionary on the couch already, with a Game Over screen blaring on the TV screen. Her hooves were in the air and her hand clenched the back of his neck while her other hand gripped the side of the couch to keep herself level with his cock. Voltage periodically kissed with Fable, making him stop and kiss her back before starting to ram her even harder than before. This would cause her to go into a bit of a frenzy before she would repeat the process. Little did he know, she was doing this before he took her to the home stretch.

“After--this… you wanna…nnmmplay--” Fable began to ask, but a very strained very muffled moan from her closed lips.

“Dragon Helm?” She whispered sharply into his ear and he chuckled as he grunted his yes. Her vagina was starting to lubricate on his cock as it felt the warm precum drool inside of her pussy tunnel. “Okay.” She laughed a little bit as her legs wrapped around his waist. “Can you keep fucking me while I play?”

“Do you need to ask?” Fable said as his cock began hammering her cunt, causing her large, natural tits to bounce up and down. Voltage gave his ass a squeeze with both hands as he filled all of her pussy tunnel with his dick and held it tight against her cervix as she bit her lower lip.

They wasted very little time getting Voltage logged into his computer, he had all of the updates they needed. It wasn’t long before Voltage was clad in her paladin armor, now a hue of white with golden borders and designs like oak leaves and vines that outlined the very dirty white plate that covered a chainmail undershirt.

The field was a yellowish, sickening green throughout the grass while the sky was orange. In the field stood Daconian warriors. Their dragon scales green and thick with spikes on their backs while their chests were armored with steel plates. They carried halberds, though some of them carried crossbows as they stood guard outside of their tall, black metal stronghold. It was very large, and held within it the secret to melting black metal into a legendary collection set sword for the death knight quest.

One single ball of lightning travelled through the air and smashed into one of the front guards. This created a chain lightning effect to four other guards around him. All of them began to charge toward her, as she had only targeted an area of melee wielders.

“Alright, Draconian war mongers! Let’s-- give this a ---a try.” Voltage said as she wielded her very large battle axe toward all of them, the edges of the blade glowing with holy light. The only thing missing from her armor right this second, was her leggings. Her lower half was now completely naked with a red pegasus death knight between her legs, licking and causing her inner tunnel to lubricate something fierce. “Damnit, Fable! Take it--easy!” She moaned as she got into the best stance she could with her knees buckling.

“Mmm-mmm.” He shook his head no and started worming his tongue within her, making her eye close as she cried out with a good amount of lust.

“Bastard!” She shouted as her axe buried itself into the first dragonoid soldier, causing him to disappear. He had taken the brunt of the initial lightning attack, and was quickly dispensed. After that, swords began to pang against her holy light shield, which was given some augmentation from the spells that Fable possessed that didn’t negate her powers. The fact that a death knight was eating out a paladin in the middle of enemy territory was a bit of something to behold.

After a while, Voltage was licking her lips and biting her lower lip on simple reflex. Her axe swung with abandon, striking her enemies on instinct as her conscious mind was far too busy. Finally, her axe cleaved the last of her victims and she stood on the field victorious!

“There! Now, it’s my turn to get what I want!” Voltage glared down toward him with a beaming grin. Her eyes almost seemed to glow a sinister red as the pegasus death knight looked up at her from between her spread legs.

It was no time flat, Fable’s pants were off and Voltage was squatting down on top of his very sizeable dong as it sunk deep into her very wet, waiting quim. The way he stretched her was just the way she liked it, pumping her cunt onto his shaft without delay and resting her hands on his chest while he held onto her tits. Her gauntlets were off, as was her breastplate, but her vambraces still covered her arms in cobalt blue platemail.

“Fuck! Yes! I love riding!” Voltage cried out as her brow was still sweating from earlier, along with this new effort. He was rock solid inside of her with his dark red rod, poking at the entrance to her uterus everytime she rammed his dick deep. “Now, don’t you dar-- AHH!” She was interrupted as she felt the first pulse of thick, splattering cum drench her insides with warmth. “Damnit, Fable! I didn’t even get to threaten you! Fuck!! Look at that!” She said as she pulled him out to his tip to show off the wads of white on his dick coming from her.

“Don’t blame me, we’ve been building this up way too much and you were ramming way too hard. Like this!” He grabbed onto her hips and began pounding up into her.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Fuck! Fable! Fuck me! Yes! Harder!” Voltage put her hands on his shoulders as he concentrated on flexing his abs. He grunted as he continued to pound her. He also wore his arm bands, but his were a dark crimson red with black horse skulls on the shoulder areas. Beyond that, he wore his black iron boots.

It wasn’t long before she slid off of his cock and went back up to his mouth. As soon as his tongue touched her pussy again, she shivered hard.

“Damn…” Voltage said as she looked back to see his very large cock was pulsing. She put her hand to feel the throbbing within it. She pulled her hand from his cock only to spit on her palm and return it to start stroking the dark red shaft to make it glisten. “Something you got on your mind there, Mr. Rocket?” She giggled, then yipped as blew a raspberry into her vagina. “You asshole!” She shouted, but was also starting to laugh. That was when she shushed her, and then she remembered that a baby was about three doors down the hallway. Both of them paused the game and laughed for a moment, pulling off the VR headsets. They were on top of Fable’s bed, each of them with a full headset, while Voltage’s was hooked into her goggles which she converted to VR a while ago.

“Alright, I think we’re good.” He said, then went ahead and took off the helmet entirely. “It’s time we got serious.”

She followed his lead, taking off her helmet and gently dropping her baton controller which she jokingly called the “wand” onto the carpet next to the bed. “What do you mean by seri-AH!!” She yelped out loud once more, thankfully not seeming to wake any sleeping babies as he made her fall backward onto the bed with his face still planted between her legs and licking her nether regions.

After her outcry, she tried her very best to be quiet as her legs were spread eagle out wide and his tongue worked its way in and out, and all around her folds. Sweat began to gleam as he held her legs up as high as he could, keeping her level. Her head rested on the bed sheets while he made sure she did not have to support her full weight. Her pink lips felt like they were being turned to jelly with his lips and tongue grinding against them. She gushed her juices out of her very stimulated cunt. That was when he stopped.

“No--Nnn--NO!” Voltage shouted as he dropped her down flat against the bed, and her angry gray eyes glared at the red stallion. She was literally leaking on the bed sheets at this point and he was standing there with a something that resembled a torpedo to her in that moment. Whether it was actually in the shape of a torpedo or if that was just over exaggeration of the moment was unclear to her. Voltage only knew that she was growing more and more impatient as the moments past them by.

“How would you like it?” Fable asked, and put on his most sly grin that only made it that much more plowable with the bony side of her fist!

She instinctively got up onto her knees and pointed her ass at him, moving her red and blue tail out of the way to make sure he got a perfect view. “I would like it now!” She both shouted and whispered.

She didn’t even see him approach. It was as if he became a red trace and instantly entered her vaginal tube, filling it up nice and full. This caused her to smash her face into the sheets and give a small shriek into it as the mixture of pain and pleasure caused her to squirt just a little bit as he rammed her the third time. His cock did its work without argument, harder than diamonds and raging the bull so hard, Voltage couldn’t even hear herself as she shouted curses into the bed comforter.

Fable grabbed and mashed her ass cheeks together as he jammed his glans penis against the entrance of her uterus. She was slick enough to take him full force and it wasn’t long before he was also reaching the breaking point. After a few more humps, Voltage was sent into another frenzy of shivers as she felt the waves of another orgasm pulsing through her and she bunched the pillow over her muzzle to keep herself from being heard. She was very good at this, given her past with Spark and their parents. Keeping quiet under duress was a bit of her forte.

Then the wondrous gift of a third orgasm came when the orange unicorn felt a nice flood of semen drench her insides.

“MMmmmm, you hear that baby?” Fable said as he picked up his cell phone and held it to his ear. She chuckled as he heard the female voice on the other end say:

“Yes, baby.” Letty said as Death Metal drove them. Both Jet and Letty were in the back. Both of them still without panties ever since their stint with Grave Rush. The yellow pegasus had her legs spread wide as Jet serviced her. The feeling of hot semen in her mouth and the sound of her fiance’s hard cock pounding another mare was entirely too much for her. Jet was happy to oblige her. Her tongue grinded nice and hard against her innermost pink skin and invaded her pussy hole. “Oh! God! It was so fucking good! Make her cum again! Now!”

“Oh? Make her cum again?” Fable asked the phone.

“Wait, Letty said what?!” Voltage asked as she looked back at Fable with wide eyes. “What did she say!?”

“Well, alright, dear, if you insist.” Fable said to Letty, then put the phone back where it was and then started back to humping and banging the unicorn babe whose tits started flopping up and down once again. “You heard the lady.”

“I did! She had better know that she is going to get one for this! My orgasms are not at her command!” She protested but still smashed her face back into the pillow as she pulled it back into her face.

“But I am.” He grinned and kept up a great pace that made more and more juices spill from her already very well fucked cunt. She couldn’t argue, nor did she want to, another orgasm was just what the doctor ordered, especially since she knew she had an audio audience now.

“Oh, baby! That’s so fucking good! Harder!” Letty commanded both Fable and Jet as she squealed in delight, her legs twitching nonstop now. Her orgasm was on the very cusp, and Jet made sure that her tongue was grinding at the very tip up until she reached the very pinnacle of that wonderful little bump at the top.

“God! Yes! God! Yes! Fuck me!” Voltage shouted out, causing Letty to cum as the unicorn also shivered and squealed into the pillow. Letty dripped a steady trickle of juice onto the towel the put on Death Metal’s leather seats. It did its job in absorbing it into the thick fabric.

“Mmmmm.” She moaned into Fable’s ear over the phone as her leg twitched once again. Death Metal adjusted her mirror just a little bit to get a tiny bit of a better view. “Good boy.” She purred.