Pinkie Stop!

Arriving at the low flying cloud house, Gilda nervously knocked at the door. It was a couple minutes longer than she felt comfortable with before she heard the door opening. But as the door opened, her eyes went from nervous, to shocked and confused. Standing in the doorway was Pinkie Pie, but it wasn’t that mare being there that was confusing. It was fact that she clearing looked drunk off her ass, and was wearing only a short looking tank top. It barely covered her full G cup, showing off her under boob, and her bare pussy was exposed for anyone to see.

“Pinkie?” Gilda asked, before being grabbed and pulled into the house.

“Gilda?!” Pinkie cheered, hugging the griffon against her body, pushing her fat tits against her own EE bust. “Whataredoingherethisisasuprise!”

“I-I just came to visit Dash.” Gilda replied, struggling to break free of the party pony’s hug. “But if you two are busy-”

“Nonsense silly willy!” Pinkie smiled, dragging the griffon into the living room, where Rainbow Dash, wearing a more modest looking top off top and tight short shorts. “Hey Dashie! Looks who’s here!”

“Oh, hey Gilda.” Rainbow replied, hugging her friend, the scent of alcohol was strong on her breath. “What you doing here?”

“I thought I could swing by and visit.” Gilda replied, though not as nervous as before, she was still nervous enough. “But it looks like you two are already busy, so I guess I can-”

“No, don’t go.” Pinkie whined, hugging the griffon closer. “You just got here. Oh! I know! Let’s take a photo!”

Dragging Gilda along, the happy mare grabbed a nearby camera that Dash kept in a drawer somewhere. Setting it up on the nearby table, the trio set up to take a picture. Though the busty griffon was more or less pulled around. Setting up with Gilda in between the two, the camera began its countdown. Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four. Pinkie turned, smiling at the griffon, but noticing her massive rack. Licking her lips, she felt a new, sudden urge. It was when their eyes met that she spoke up.

“You have rocking tits Gilda.” Pinkie commented, much to the griffon’s blushing. “I want to play with them.”

“Wait, what?!” Gilda responded, just as the camera flashed, Pinkie leaped at the griffon, knocking her to the ground.

Pinkie wasted no time, licking her lips as she looked down at Gilda’s large breasts as the griffon’s chest heaved up and down with her heavy and nervous breaths. Grabbing at the griffon’s shirt, Pinkie pulled the clothing, letting Gilda’s massive chest spill out. Her EE bust bounced almost hypnotically in front of the mare’s face, making her want to have more fun. With both hands, she grabbed at the fat chest, groping the boobs with a drunken aggression; even making sure to pinch at the nipples under the soft coat.

“P-Pinkie!” Gilda groaned, feeling shivers of pleasure ran through her as she felt the intoxicated mare play with her chest. “S-stop.”

“But, but they’re so big, and soft, and bouncy...and big!” Pinkie said, her words soon started trailing off as she kept grabbing and playing with Gilda’s chest. “I want to play with them more.”

Slamming her face forward, Pinkie smacked in between Gilda’s tits, making faint sounds as she gurgled, moaned, and shook herself between the soft chest mounds. The busty giffon grabbed at the mare’s head, trying desperately to get her off her tits, but it was futile. Pinkie was obsessed with Gilda’s chest and was set to bury her face in the soft embrace. Looking over to Rainbow Dash, she silently pleaded that her friend to help. But all the blue mare did was drink another bottle as she watched, a large blush ran across her face as her legs sat more than a little spread open.

“Hey Dashie!” Pinkie finally spoke up, pulling her face from Gilda’s tits for a moment. “You wanna try this? Her tits are amazing!” Pinching at the nipples, the griffon let out a cute moan as a small tingle surged through her chest, making her shiver. “She makes such a fun noise.”

“I’m good here.” Rainbow responded, though one of her hands was moving a little down her chest and towards her belly. Within a few seconds, the mare’s fingers had reached her pussy, fishing under her shorts to her wet hole. “Oh, I’m good here.”

“Suit yourself Dashie.” Pinkie nodded, shrugging her shoulders as she looked back to Gilda. “Where was I? Oh yes!”

Smothering her face back in Gilda’s chest, Pinkie’s mouth started slobbering on the large mounds. Suckling hard, she only seemed to try and make the griffon squeal in pleasure. But while she was embarrassed and still struggled to push the mare off, she couldn’t deny that she was starting to feel good from the forced titplay. Gilda’s breasts were being pulled and tugged by Pinkie’s hands and mouth, making her tremble a little. It was so embarrassing, but she felt herself getting close to a climax.

“Ohmygosh!” Pinkie exclaimed, her mouth still playing with Gilda’s breasts. Reaching down with one hand, the mare felt that the griffon was getting wet from the oral assault. “She’s wet!”

Gilda let out a small cry as she felt herself getting close to a forced orgasm. Her body betrayed her feelings as she lay at Pinkie’s mercy. The griffon let out a small cry as she felt herself delving closer and closer to it. The brink was close, almost there. Her body began to thrash a little as Pinkie’s fingers explored her insides, making her inner walls quiver and gush her nectar. The climax was nearly there.

“P-Pinkie!” Gilda squealed, feeling her body reach her sky rocketing orgasm. Shaking about, she felt Pinkie’s hands and mouth didn’t relent, rubbing and suckling her body while her climaxes overtook her senses.

“That was amazing.” Pinkie giggled, looking at the panting griffon. “Your tits are fun. Let’s go again!”