Big Muffins

“Oh, yes. These are definitely concealer panties. You've got a cock.”

Carrot Top had somehow forgotten in the heat of the moment. It was a bit silly that she could manage to forget such a prominent part of her anatomy, but in her defence her cock wasn't usually something that came up in casual conversation. Or in not casual conversation. Or really ever, since most of her conversations these days were with children or with those children's parents. Neither of which were typically situations where penis would come up naturally. She spent so much time with it concealed that it was easy to forget that it was even there.

She also wasn't particularly used to any kind of sexual encounter, much less one with someone she'd had a secret crush on for ages. Of course she hadn’t expected it to come up at first, and sometime in between Derpy's flurry of innuendo and getting her face consumed by cleavage, her dick had slipped her mind.

Now that she had been reminded of it, however, she found herself having a difficult time not thinking of it. Which, really, wasn't her fault. She'd spent most of her life getting very good at ignoring her libido when it was inconvenient. But once she was forced to acknowledge it, it inevitably decided it wanted to make up for lost time. “Sorry,” she muttered, suddenly acutely aware of her erection – even if it was squirrelled away in a pocket dimension, that didn't mean it didn't exist. And now that it had been brought to her attention it felt like it was getting even harder in retaliation for ignoring it so long when it was its time to shine. Her face burned, blushing so hard it very nearly hurt.“I shoulda said something sooner.”

Derpy giggled, her voice crisp and clear like a windchime in a gentle breeze. “Oh, don't worry about it. It's a pleasant surprise, really.”

“Yeah,” replied Top, not particularly convinced. “Sorry.”

“Hey, no need to apologize!” Derpy slowly pulled herself away from Top's crotch, looming over the seated mare. She was, Top realized, actually quite large. In addition to her motherly hips and gigantic fucking tits, she was also quite tall for a pegasus. Factoring in that Top was fairly petite for an earth pony, and that she was still seated, there was actually a significant difference in size between the two. Top just about came up above the bottoms of Derpy's breasts, and even standing the pegasus was a good foot taller. It was, Top realized, actually mildly intimidating. “Fingering a cute girl is plenty fun, but there's nothing quite like a nice titfuck. Now why don't you take off those concealer panties for Momma Derpy~”

Top's throat hadn't exactly been particularly moist since Derpy had decided they were going to be eating Big Muffins together in private, but upon being told to remove her concealer panties for a titfuck, somehow it managed to get even drier. She swallowed heavily, nervously wiping some sweat off of her brow. Derpy hadn't been wrong when she'd said it was hot, though Top doubted that had much to do with her sudden increase in perspiration. “Um, o-okay.”

Removing concealer panties was a surprisingly challenging affair when compared to normal underwear, especially when contending with an erection. One could just take them off, but it was very easy for the sudden transition from not having a penis to having a penis – especially a particularly large one – to result in them getting stretched, damaged, or even broken. Enchanted clothing, regardless of the specific enchantment, wasn't exactly cheap at the best of times. And Top's current pair were a Rarity original, which added significantly to the price. Taking them off was something that had to be done very slowly and very carefully, lest she find herself out a few thousand bits. She lowered the lacy white fabric down her thighs a fraction of an inch at a time, switching from side to side as she slowly shimmied her panties off.

The transition was abrupt, like a bad jump cut in a movie. Suddenly there was a weight between her legs that hadn't been there before, but at the same time had always been there, since the day she'd been born – though obviously it had gotten significantly weightier since then. Where once there was smooth flesh, now there was a good three feet of rock hard horsecock.

Carrot Top was exceedingly well-endowed. There was no getting around it, no downplaying or dancing around the subject. It was longer than her legs, big and thick and throbbing and drooling, with balls that were more than a match for her tits. “Holy shit,” Derpy muttered. “That's... that's a pretty fuckin' big cock, Toppy.” She did the best job of staring as she was capable of given her vision issues, jaw hanging slightly slack in quiet awe.

Top blushed in response, covering her face in embarrassment. She had always been at least a little bit self-conscious about her dick. It was natural, given her reclusive nature. It made her stand out and she hated that. It also made it exceedingly difficult to deal with her urges when the time came. She could, she supposed, have just not bothered, but she had read that that wasn't particularly healthy. Besides which, her urges were considerable. She clogged toilets and flooded bathtubs and at least once had broken a window.

But, at the same time, the way Derpy was staring stirred a strange, unfamiliar feeling in the pit of her chest. Almost a sort of pride. Derpy wasn't an inexperienced mare – she had two children, from two separate marriages. She had seen her fair share of penis. And yet here she was, clearly and obviously impressed by Top's endowment. That had to count for something, right? “Uh, thanks?”

“Bigger than Dinky's dad's was, definitely bigger than Sparkler's dad's was.”

“Okay.”

Derpy grinned broadly, giving her lips a hungry lick. “Geeze, if I'd known you were this hung I'd have seduced you sooner.”

Top's blush deepened. She just plain wasn't used to this kind of praise, especially not so shamelessly lewd. “Oh.”

“Hey, relax. We're just about to fuck, after all. It's a lot less fun if you let yourself get tense and stressful. Just lie down and relax and let Momma Derpy take care of everything~”

“Lie down?”

“I'm not gonna be able to titfuck you properly with you sitting up,” Derpy replied with a giggle. “My boobs are way too big, the chair'd get in the way. Duh.”

“Oh. Uh, hold on then, lemme get up and just-” Top's kitchen, much like the rest of her cottage, wasn't very large. There wasn't really the space for her to lie down on the floor. The table wasn't her best option either, but it was better than nothing and like hell was she letting this opportunity pass her by.

Of course, it seemed that Derpy had other plans. With a playful smirk she reached forward and grabbed Top by the balls, giving the fat seedbags a good solid squeeze. At the same time she leaned forward, planting her face at the base of the prodigious member and giving it a gentle, tentative lick. Top gasped at the sudden, unexpected physical attention, and her shaft let out a jet of translucent precum. “Derpy what are you dooooooooingggg~” Top managed to groan through the effort of not blowing her load right then and there.

“No need to get up. I've got a plan, don't worry!” As confident as she sounded, Top wasn't entirely sure she trusted Derpy's plan – whatever it may have been. She licked again, much less tentative this time, and slooooowly made her way up the dark brown length. “Mnnn, can't fuckin' wait to have all this in me~” she cooed in between licks. She leaned forward, putting her not inconsiderable weight forward onto Top's much lighter body.

It was only a matter of time before the inevitable happened and the chair toppled backwards. It didn't hurt, thankfully. Top wasn't particularly enthused with the idea of hitting her head and dying right before getting titfucked. If anything, it was actually unsettlingly pleasant – the precise nature of the fall left Top rather snugly wedged in Derpy's cleavage in perfect titfuck position.

Top wasn't entirely sure what she'd expected a titfuck to be like. It was tight, probably moreso than it might have been had the arms of her chair not been squeezing Derpy's tits tightly together. They were also warm, almost hot. The soft, velvety texture of Derpy's fur gently tickled her meat, which was agonizing. Though not quite as agonizing as when Derpy resumed licking, before opening her mouth wide and then taking the shaft in.

Top's eyes rolled back into her head, just a little bit, as her hips began thrusting instinctively. Movement was difficult, given the position she was in, but her body made an admirable effort. Derpy’s cleavage was tight, like a vice around her throbbing shaft. But at the same time the tunnel of flesh was soft and warm and comforting. It surrounded her almost completely, enveloping not just her cock but much of her body as well. It felt like she was a child again, wrapped up tightly in a cocoon of blankets on a cold winter morning. Only she was also getting the top few inches of her cock sucked, which was not something she ever experienced as a child.

A good portion of Top’s dick stuck out of the top of Derpy’s cleavage, poking the older pegasus in the face. There wasn’t that big of an age gap, as far as Top knew – Derpy was around thirty eight or so, which would make her only six years older. If they were still teens then it might have been enough to be weird, but Top was thirty two so fucking whatever. It was a tangent that had nothing to do with the situation at hand – her mind had a habit of wandering down odd, random pathways when she was tending to her sexual needs. The point was that her cock was big enough relative to Derpy’s tits that there was a good half foot sticking out but it was still mostly enveloped in boob.

The pegasus’ slender fingers wrapped around Top’s shaft – she needed both hands to adequately tend to it, which Top supposed was impressive. “Squeeze my tits,” she ordered.

“Um. O-okay,” Top managed to force out. She was, if only vaguely, aware of how titfucks worked. Obviously she’d never had one before, but she’d watched porn and read smutty novels and so had a sort of general idea of the logistics. Still, she was mostly guessing at this point, and so at first moved tentatively. It took a bit of finagling to free her arms from Derpy’s cleavage, but once she did it didn’t take too much effort to get them on either side of the pegasus’ tits. Still, said tits were wide enough that Top had to spread her arms considerably and could only barely get to the sides to squeeze them together.

“Harder.” Derpy spoke very matter of factly. Gentle and kind, but very firm – it was clear that she wasn’t politely requesting Top squeeze harder. It was an order, and Top found herself compelled to obey. “Good. Now move ‘em up ‘n down. Goooood girl. So obedient~” Derpy once again licked her lips. “Good girls who obey their mommas get rewarded.”

“Oh fuck,” Top replied with a soft gasp as Derpy tightened her grip around the top part of her shaft and began to jerk her hands up and down. The orange mare’s vision blurred slightly, and she felt a familiar heat at the base of her shaft. Her balls pulled tightly against her body, even as they began to swell as production ramped up in preparation for the impending release. They practically throbbed as that heat got hotter, that mounting tightness got tighter. Slick, translucent precum burbled out in thick globs that flowed downwards in increasing volume, lubricating her shaft and Derpy’s tits and Derpy’s hands.

“So much! And you haven’t even cum yet. Very, very impressive.”

“Oooooohhhhhhh~” Top groaned in response. It was all she could manage over the sensory overload of Derpy’s ministrations. Everything about the situation conspired to drive her over the edge – Derpy’s tits were so big and soft around her cock and under her hands, the way her fingers sank deeply into soft titflesh, the way Derpy’s hands sqeeeeeeezed her cock, the way she moved, the way she talked, fucking everything about her. Top was already rock hard, but somehow it felt like she was getting even harder. She groaned and shuddered, the rhythm of her thrusting and pumping devolving into something wild and animalistic and needy. “Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck gonna cuuuummmmmm~”

“Good girl,” Derpy replied with a confident smirk. “Cum lots and lots and lots, all for Momma Derpy~” Derpy opened her mouth wide, and then wider, before darting forward and taking an impressive amount of Top’s cock in. It wasn’t much of Top’s cock, between how big she was and their relative positions. But that didn’t really matter. The head was enough. Derpy’s tongue danced around her flared glans, and her lips formed an airtight seal that felt really fuckin’ good. Top let out a soft gasp, instinctively reaching up and grabbing Derpy’s head, pulling her down on the shaft as much as she could. Derpy’s eyes briefly widened in surprise, but she quickly adapted, removing her hands from Top’s shaft and placing them on either side of her tits, picking up where the earth pony had left off.

Top’s climax was agonizingly slow. They always were, by sheer virtue of how big she was. It took time for her cum to get from base to tip, and though it probably wasn’t that much longer than someone with a more average endowment, it felt like an eternity. Her shaft bulged obscenely at the base, and then bulged some more as her second load was unleashed before the first even had a chance to move. The bulges slooooowly travelled their way up Top’s cock, quickly followed up by more until her whole shaft had practically doubled in thickness. She felt very briefly worried for Derpy’s safety – this was a lot for anyone to take. Those worries were very quickly quelled, though, as her first load erupted forth and Derpy responded by picking up the pace of the titfuck, violently moving her tits up and down around Top’s cock in opposite directions, coaxing more and more and more out of her even as she somehow managed to push her head even farther down the earth pony’s shaft. That first eruption was quickly followed by a second, and then a third, each one more copious than the last. Derpy kept up admirably, almost impossibly so. Top didn’t have much sexual experience – or any sexual experience, really – but she was still fairly sure that there was no way a normal mare could keep up with her output the way Derpy was. And yet somehow the busty pegasus managed to not spill a single fucking drop.

It felt like it lasted for an eternity, but a quick glance at the clock after she finished confirmed it had only been a few minutes. “Oh,” was all she managed to say. “That, uh. That was...”

Derpy pulled away from Top’s cock with a wet pop. “Intense?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, if it makes any difference, you were delicious.” Top once again blushed furiously at the compliment. “Here, lemme help you up.” Derpy circled around Top’s prone body and leaned down, being careful not to envelop Top with her tits. Didn’t want to set the poor girl off again so soon.

She mostly failed miserably of course. They were very big. But Top had literally just climaxed. It’d take a few minutes for her to be ready for round two. “You’re still hard?” Derpy asked.

“It usually takes a lot for me to come down. Um. Also I’m not used to... attention.”

“That makes sense. Well, tell you what. Give me a minute to digest and we can, ah, deal with that~”

She certainly looked like she could use some time to digest. Top had been very productive, and the end result was that Derpy’s tits weren’t the only part of her that was decidedly rotund. Her stomach didn’t come near to matching her breasts, of course, but it was still noticeable. Derpy adjusted her bikini to cover her nipples back up – at some point they’d escaped, probably during the fucking – before grabbing her sweater and pulling it back on. It was just loose enough that, in combination with her fat tits, her cum-filled tum was no longer visible. “I’m going to deal with the girls,” she said, carefully turning Top’s chair so that her cock was facing away from the door – just in case, she supposed.

Derpy moved purposefully over to the kitchen’s door, and when she opened it sparkler was already waiting on the other side. “Yo, heard some noises and Dinks got worried. You didn’t hurt yourself again, did you?”

“Tell her I’m fine, honey,” Derpy replied, gently tousling her elder daughter’s mane.

“Yeah, yeah, get offa me,” Sparkler replied, sinking into full sullen teen mode – nineteen she may have been, she was still basically a sullen teen. “I assume you’re gonna want me to take her out for dinner or something?”

“You’re far too observant for your own good, you know?”

“No, you’re just awful at subtlety,” Sparkler jabbed back with a roll of her eyes. She did not, Top supposed, mean it as a shot, or at least not one against her. Still, she couldn’t help but blush.

“Anyway, yes, I’m going to be staying the night with Miss Top.”

“‘kay, cool. Good luck with that,” the much younger unicorn said with a wave. “Celestia knows it’s gonna make my life easier.”

“And what is that supposed to mean, young lady.”

“It means good luck with your date, mom.”

“Hmph.” Derpy closed the door behind her daughter. “She’s always been precocious, but she’s a good girl when she’s not being a brat,” she explained. “Now, how are you feeling?”

“Kinda hungry, actually,” Top responded.

“Then we can have a snack before round two,” Derpy said with a nod. “What do you have in your fridge?”

“Uh, what about the big muffins?”

“Oh, right. Um.” Derpy shifted awkwardly, a surprising shift in her demeanour considering her earlier confidence. “About those.”

“Hm?”

“They’re kind of for if things go... unreasonably well.”

“Oh?”

“I might have had Pinkie lace them with some... very potent aphrodisiacs?”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“Like I said, they’re for if things go unreasonably well.”

Top took a moment to think, eyes darting between the two Big Muffins and Derpy, back and forth. “Well,” she said after a moment. “Um. Thinks kind of have gone unreasonably well, though?”

“I suppose so. I just didn’t want you eating one without, um, you know.”

“Knowing what was coming?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, now I do,” Top said succinctly. “So, uh. Yeah.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay. If you say so.”

“I do say so!”

Derpy giggled. “Well, then, don’t let me stop you. One Big Muffin for each of us!”

“Right.” Top stared down at the big muffin. “Bottoms up,” she muttered to herself, grabbing it and taking a big bite.