Back at a palace carved from translucent crystal, Shining Armor stirred in his sleep, under the sunshine that spilled in from the windows. It wasn't unusual to wake up with a bad case of morning wood, but this time he was having the most pleasant dream imaginable, one which made his stallionhood twitch as he edged on the brink of orgasm. Only it wasn't a mere fantasy.
He blinked open sleepy eyes only to see his flared tip buried in Cadance's mouth, and to the sides of her rested Fleur De Lis and Trixie, who lapped with audible slurps at a veiny dark shaft, now stained wet from their lustful ministrations. Their sultry expressions matched fully-flushed faces.
It certainly wasn't unusual for his wife to wake him up with a blowjob, usually taken so slowly that he only awoke when he was about to ejaculate, but to have three beautiful mares work him over simultaneously? It's like his raunchiest fantasies were about to become reality.
They met his incredulous stare with half-lidded eyes and flushed faces while the continued to lap and suckle at him. His face twisted until he almost erupted on the spot, unable to believe how lucky he truly was. They were bent low with heart-shaped bottoms raised upwards, and their tails swished about, their sole concern at the moment his utmost pleasure. He laid hooves on Fleur's and Trixie's heads to help direct them while his wife needily suckled his flared tip.
"I-I can't take much more.... Oh," he cried when his member throbbed. A trail of saliva and precum connected Cadance's mouth to his penis when she pulled back, as did the other two mares, who used their hooves to stroke at his cock and balls while they opened their maws wide. They directed his explosive flow, which first erupted on Cadance's face and into her mouth, then aimed the next shot at Fleur who basked in the warm splash, and finally Trixie whose face was twisted in the lewdest expression he'd ever seen when it fired into her throat.
They continued to stroke his dick which dripped slimy trails down its length. The trio moved in closer and shared a series of three-way kiss, an excess of cum rolled between their tongues, the wads of a steamy snowball shared evenly between them. Expressions of rapture twisted their faces once they swished his foal-batter in their mouths like it was some delicious mouthwash.
Stray traces were licked from their lips when they swallowed the hot loads. Since mares drastically outnumbered stallions in numbers, polygamy was rather common across Equestria, and most stallions had at least one mistress on the side. Some males resented a matriarchal society where females held most of the dominant positions, but the balance of power often shifted in the bedroom, where many mares happily submitted to the sexual whims of their lovers. It was an imperfect solution, but one tolerated by the Princess, in order to maintain peace. After all most of the population appeared to be pleased with the current paradigm.
"This has to be a dream", muttered Shining Armor who was still in a state of blissful afterglow. His beloved shook her head with a smile. "Are...are you really okay with this? I mean..."
Cadance raised a hoof to his mouth. "I wouldn't have invited such beautiful mares here otherwise. Besides, you knew I was considered the most amorous mare in all of Equestria when you married me. I need a lot of love and affection to please me. The truth is, I want this too."
"That was merely the appetizer," reminded Fleur with a flutter of eyelashes. "So I hope you're not spent yet." She helped Trixie stroke his penis like they were fluffers in a hardcore porno.
"Not a chance," he assured them as his member stirred back to life. "So, um...how to start?"
Cadance pulled out a camcorder, turned it on, and looked into it when she positioned it on her companions. "Why don't you show me those special services I had Trixie provide you with?"
He couldn't help but flush at the memory. The way he'd lost control and taken her like some wild animal. "O-okay." It seemed silly to suddenly feel shy now, but it was a side he tried not to show his wife, determined to assure her he was so noble. Trixie lied on her back upon the blankets and raised her back hooves. With a heavy swallow he took her by the ankles and trembled once his stallionhood brushed over a puckered ponut and wet slit. She simply smiled.
"Don't be such a wuss. You sure put Trixie in her place last time," she reminded him, more for the benefit of his audience. A shimmer traveled up her horn when she used telekinesis to spread open her vulva and asshole, a base display that he was free to take his pick of either hole. "Now show us all what a beast you really are, and stick your massive dick balls deep inside Trixie!"
He wheezed and came a little on the spot, emissions smeared over her swollen clit. She cackled at his loss of control, knew she had him in her power like last time, no matter how violently he tried to take command. From her experience all males were the same. Slaves to a fresh pussy. Anypony who could resist her must love to routinely take it up the ass from another stallion.
He snarled at the snotty witch and stabbed into her cunt like his cock was a lethal weapon that could break her in two. Juices sprinkled from her swelled nethers every time he smashed hard as he could into her, teeth clenched as eyes rolled into her head and she released a series of whorish moans. A schlick sounded as Cadance started to furiously clop at the display with a huff, wished that her husband would take her with even half that enthusiasm, and Fleur sunk between her loins, to partake in the sweet nectar that flowed freely from her delicate flower.
"Yes," wheezed Cadance who flicked at her love button. "Fuck that dirty slut even harder." With a spell from her horn a drawer opened filled to the brim with all kinds of kinky toys. She directed Fleur's head down, the unicorn's pristine ass stuck in the air. "D-don't be shy, now. Trixie told me she won't accept any stallion. She needs one who can properly dominate her."
Sweat beaded Shining Armor when he hammered into her. "You...used me, didn't you, you damned whore? Just a way to piss off Twilight every time she sees either of us, knowing that her brother fucked one of her old enemies, and there's nothing she can ever do about it?"
Trixie wrapped her limbs around him and squeezed down hard. "Maybe at first," she admitted with a sultry whisper. "But don't pretend like it wasn't the best sex you've ever had! You wouldn't have ever dared show Cadance what you'd really like to do to a mare until now!"
"F-fuck you," he snarled as he seized a pair of handcuffs from the drawer, took Trixie's hooves, then bound them behind her slender back. "So you want me to make you my bitch, huh?"
"Ooh," she muttered dreamily when he pushed her onto her side. "What now, Captain? Ready to show your wifey-poo the degenerate, psycho-rapist you really are under that noble exterior?"
He seized her by the throat and choked her a little. "So what's your safeword?"
"Who do you think I am? F-Fluttershy? Please," she reminded him with naked pride. "S-safewords are for total pussies," she taunted when the first tears wetted her eyes. "The Great and Powerful Trixie's pussy can take whatever-" Her words were lost with a, "Mmph!" When he shoved a ballgag into her snout and strapped it into place with a baleful expression. She squirmed submissively under her master who continued to piston in-and-out of his slave.
"Shut the fuck up already! The only time I want you to open your mouth is so I can shove my cock inside it!" The ambivalence he felt towards her was to the point where his audience was momentarily forgotten. All he could think about now was how he could make her completely and blissfully surrender to him, and it didn't matter how much he made her cry in the process.
He strutted over so that his dick was lined up with her face, and he slapped his meat back-and-forth across both of her cheeks. He seized her horn as he ripped the ballgag away, forced open her snout with one hoof, and thrust balls deep into her maw, only to pull out amidst a trail of precum and saliva. She choked a couple of times and shot him a sultry smile. "You desperately want to rape my face, don't you?"
His nostrils flared when he snorted at her. "It's hardly rape when you demand it."
She snickered at him. "Spoken like a true closet rapist. I bet you'd love to tie your wife up and brutalize her." She deliberately wound him up anyway she could for kicks, as no matter what males liked to think, they were always rendered slaves before the Great and Powerful Pussy. "I know your type. You love to dominate mares in order to feel like a powerful stallion!"
He shook his head. "I'd never hurt her."
"So it's okay to beat a mare if you're not married to her? Why am I not surpri-" Her words were cut off with a, "Mmmph!" He took her by the head with both hooves, impaled her on his stallionhood once more, worked her over rapidly as he bucked full-force deep into her throat.
She'd intentionally wore heavy mascara today in preparation, and once the first tears started to water her eyes, a blackened mess dripped down her rosy cheeks. She rolled her tongue around his vein-ridged shaft, to the point where he grunted, and came a little, barely able to grab her by the mane and pull her away before he lost it completely. She was toying with him. Trying to show him she was actually in control. He was determined to fuck this cum toilet senseless.
He took a spreader bar and used it to push Trixie's legs wide open, her entrances completely laid bare to him, while he ruthlessly fucked her sideways. Suddenly he pulled loose from her, and she scrunched up her snout in disappointment, while he pulled out a speculum, and inserted it deep inside her marehood. Within moments her nethers were parted open to its full width, a drippy and slimy cervix that pulsed for sweet merciful relief, on display for all to see.
He shoved the ballgag back into place. "You think I like to take a load up my ass, huh? Well how about you, cum-filled wench?" He rammed his prick into her clinched sphincter which expanded to welcome him. Her eyes rolled into her head once he started to sink balls deep into her, thick streams of mare cum squirting onto her rather bouncy teats. "I'll wreck your pussy and ass so hard they'll prolapse!"
Trixie dreamily rolled her half-lidded eyes at him, having taken cocks even bigger than his in the past, usually several at a time. Hey, she had to pay the bills somehow whenever work was slow, so she might as well do her best to enjoy it. She had tried stripping for a time, but she preferred to conduct any business for extra bits in the privacy of her humble little caravan.
"O-oh sweet Celestia," muttered Cadance when the first full-bodied contractions overtake her. Her dams flooded open into Fleur's mouth which opened wider to catch the messy shower.
He slapped Trixie so hard across the cheek it left a red mark, yanked her tail with his teeth so hard she let out a muffled cry, hilted her all the way one last time when his balls emptied. Fortunately they had all taken precautions with potions drank beforehand, thus he was free to unload inside them as many times as he liked. Her labia trembled and leaked a musky river.
He pulled the speculum from her and tossed it aside with a clink, then pushed her onto her cocky face, her ass raised upwards once he shoved his dirty dick into her pussy. Luckily the trio had cleansed themselves as much as possible in case of such an occasion. He yanked her mane with a hoof. Grabbed her tail between his teeth and smacked the Cutie Marks on her wobbly buttocks when he pounded her. He pretended she was a spoils of war his men needed to break in, that they would continually ravish, until she happily submitted for another taste of his hard dick.
He clamped his maw about her neck and bit down, careful not to break the skin, the first rush of release fired from his stallionhood deep into her womb. Like before he couldn't help but wonder what came over him? Where did this need to dominate a mare so badly come from? Was it simply because he was a stallion with too much testosterone, an intrinsic part of his nature, or simply the result of how he'd suppressed his fiercest instincts over all these years?
Slobber dribbled about the ball in her mouth, her face contorted in stupefied bliss. Greedily her labia instinctively milked him for every last warm drop. He spat upon her puckered ponut, traced its slick circumference with a hoof, buried it partially inside to feel it clench around him, whatever it took to help him drain his snake. With a muffled coo she writhed under his touch.
Fleur positioned herself atop Trixie like she was about to mount her, hooves cupped around the witch's breasts, once she started to pinch and pull at her fully erect pink nipples. The bluish-white tail brushed her underside, and tickled her curvaceous teats, so pale veins were partially visible when they rested on Trixie's back. She undid the strap and the ball fell from Trixie's slack mouth, which dripped with warm drool, her face still trapped in the same happily dazed expression.
"Oh...so damned wonderful," mumbled Trixie while Fleur stroked the witch's clitoris. A schlick sounded with each stroke of the hoof that shot up another miniature shower.
A series of pecks from Fleur dotted Trixie's neck, her twitchy ears nibbled on, a bit of psychokinesis used to fondle breasts that swayed below the witch, nipples poked and pulled with playful abandon. Fleur used the same mundane spell to slowly widen her holes, until her lower lips leaked a trickle of marecum which ran down the dimples of Trixie's Great and Powerful Ass, over her cheeks until it ran down the crack, and slithered over her asshole and vulva to mix with her own emissions. "It wouldn't be fair to stop now when we haven't been fully serviced."
Shining Armor rested a hoof on the pale unicorn's well-sculpted butt for leverage while he stroked his cock. "That's so true." His wife handed him a potion labeled aphrodisiac, designed to keep his stamina up no matter how much he came, and he swigged it down while she continued to touch herself impatiently, worked into a crazed frenzy where she awaited her own turn.
He realized this denial and the side of mares who lied dreamily prostrate before the stallion as he conquered their soft walls only aroused her even more. He smirked at her when he slid his veiny dick into Fleur inch-by-inch, savored the slick feel of a supple tunnel that welcomed him. The emptied bottle was tossed onto the bed, and its effect took hold almost instantly, as his muscles tensed up all over, and his tip spat precum when his member probed up-and-down for release.
"Ooh la la," she purred in a thick accent when he started to buck into her. He took her tail between his teeth and yanked it so hard she yelped in a prissy manner, kneaded and slapped her buttocks which blushed under his blow, and all the while he met his wife's frustrated stare, her wide eyes pleaded with him to hurry up and finish so he could provide her with the best dicking of her life. He snickered and posed, pulled his shaft from Fleur's pussy with a pop, only to shove it hard into her supple ass. She whimpered in wide-eyed surprise. "I-it's okay baby," she wheezed when he pumped his dark stallionhood all the way up her rectum. "Don't s-stop now!"
Unable to take anymore, Cadance slid under Trixie, and started to lap at a pussy still filled with a bit of creampie, while she parted herself to present her own. The witch wasted no time to bury her snout deep inside the alicorn's snatch. She swiveled her head side-to-side, like she was in a messy pie eating contest, her face showered with messy orgasms from the Princess. Above them he inevitably came, wads of semen unloaded on Fleur's asscheeks, asshole, and pussy, only to slid over Trixie's nethers and drip down into Cadance's maw which opened wide in acceptance.
Shining Armor's smirk widened even further, unable to deny he felt more confident than ever. Here he had three mares at his complete mercy and his wife was okay with that. And for once he didn't harbor any of the usual shame. "Sooo, are you ready for me now, honey?"
Cadance enthusiastically nodded as the mares coyly extracted themselves. She draped herself over the bedside with butt raised, and shaken back-in-forth in the opposite direction of her tail, a spell used to widen her slippery vulva and anus as she prepared for the best sex so far in her life.
In the meantime Fleur undid the handcuffs and removed the spreader bar from Trixie, who dutifully took up the camcorder that rested on the dresser, all while Fleur casually toyed with the witch's her clit and slit to help keep her worked up. Cadance's eyes started to cross and her maw fell open once his penis started its unimpeded slide into her unbelievably moist tunnel of love.
He mounted her slowly at first. She bit into a pillow and spread her wings to their full span. He bit her curl-tipped tail and drove his hooves into supple buttocks that parted under his touch. But he knew to truly satisfy his Princess he needed to pretend for a time she wasn't his precious beloved; that she was merely a receptacle for all the excess semen his balls demanded he unload. He clenched his teeth and drove in like his titanic penis could split her apart.
"You're so tight and wet. I can't believe how wonderful it feels inside you," he hissed into her ear with a hot breath, his well-toned hips bucking in-and-out of her constrictive vagina.
Slobber dripped from Cadance's maw. Her face went redder than ever. Her frame shook each time he punched into her. She fluttered instinctively. Fleur and Trixie posed at her sides with their docks fully raised to present hindquarters parted wide open with telekinesis before him, nibbled and sucked on her ears, ran their hooves all over her flesh, swayed their buttocks and breasts, whatever would help keep the couple in the mood while she achieved euphoria.
Occasionally he would run his hooves over Trixie's and Fleur's jiggly flanks, bouncing tits, and winking pussies to help work him up, spit upon their pinky sphincters and wet nethers which clenched reflexively, but for the most part he kept his attentions focused on his lover. After all she'd done for him, his beloved had earned the best dicking of her entire life so far; he didn't want to leave it as the best ever, because he hoped to better his performance in the future.
Cadance shot a stupefied look at their companions. "I-I have an idea. Shining, stick it in my ass." He pulled out with a wet slurp from her pussy and buried his throbbing cock inside her rectum. He pressed his entire weight atop her to better keep himself pinned inside. He stroked and kissed her wings which reflexively flared open far as they would in tune with her shameless arousal.
Fleur draped herself atop him, her front hooves wrapped around his muscular chest while she kissed his neck, her hindquarters parted as she presented her supple entirety atop him. Breasts so heavy and pallid they were partially translucent and veiny rubbed over his well-toned back.
He heard the sound of leather and buckles, but paid it little heed, so lost in the pleasure of the moment. Cadance cooed when she felt another penis slide into her love tunnel, and likewise Fleur when a pair entered her cunt and asshole, but his eyes went wide when he felt a member poke his ponut and fully hilt inside him. He flushed and nearly came on the spot. "W-wha...?"
When he turned back in rapt shock Trixie smirked at him, her hooves kneaded deep into his muscular buttocks. She wore some sort of leather panties that ended in a strap on which now had four stallion cocks attached so she could help do them all. "Told you you'd like it in the ass," she cooed while she reached around to bite him so hard on the ear he yelped.
He was ashamed to feel himself submit so quickly when she nibbled on his twitchy ears and neck, felt a fake penis that nevertheless was indistinguishable from the real thing, once it buried itself in his bowels with each thrust and struck his prostate. Gritted teeth nearly cracked when he bit down and wheezed. His dark rectum throbbed and leaked a clear milky substance.
Trixie pulled his messy mane with her teeth and bit his neck. "Plead for it!"
"P-please," he whimpered as his hooves clenched around his wife's teats so hard she yelped a little. Trixie showed them no mercy as she bucked in-and-out of the trio, and her shimmery horn strained as she used a spell to keep herself levitated off the floor in order to mount them.
He wondered whether this made him a little homo, but in truth it felt so nice he hardly cared. He'd fooled around with the stallions a bit in the locker room under the pretense that they were just playing around; a smack or squeeze of an ass here-and-there to let off some steam after they particularly hard. But it's not like he'd ever sucked a dick or let them stuff their cocks in his ass.
She rapidly slammed into them. "H-how do you like the Great and Powerful Ass now, bitches?!" An explosion of their emissions showered one-another, and their shrill squeals sounded in unison, the shared pleasure between them too much to handle. Trixie bit down on Fleur's neck, who bit down on Shining's, who bit down on Cadance's, their desires synched in the moment. Their sore muscles strained until their interlocked frames shuddered uncontrollably.
Once the spell of unbelievable bliss was eventually broken, the foursome collapsed into a pile of sweaty bodies, smeared in sticky marecum and his slimy semen. Their bosoms rose and fell with heavy heaves. Trixie's limbs trembled when she used what little she could still muster to remove the toy and threw it aside with a clatter. They turned blissfully to each other and traded kisses.
He strained to find his voice. "S-so...how about you sexy vixens clean me up?"
The small harem of mares happily rolled over to obey. Their heart-shapped derrieres were raised skywards, and they played with each other's pussies, splatters from their releases pooled on the floor. Cadance suckled at his vein-lined shaft, Trixie licked the leaky release from his dark butthole, and Fleur took his balls into her mouth and swished them about. He ran his hooves through their messy manes, guided their heads, his psychokinesis used to forcefully direct the third mare's movements whenever his hooves were otherwise occupied. They blissfully submitted to his dominant direction, pleased to know how much they pleased him.
He was the Captain. He was supposed to take command. His coveted position one of the reasons Cadance eventually married him; she hated to be burdened with so much responsibility all the time. By the same token Trixie needed release from her role as Great and Powerful on occasion, and Fleur wanted to fulfill a fantasy in a more honest way, whereas she usually had to entirely mold herself to suit her partners. He smiled dumbly at them, felt the first twitch start at the base of his sheathe, and ripple up like electricity when his tip throbbed to unload. "I-I'm-...!"
Their cum-catchers fell open, cheeks pressed together close as they could, his first facial aimed at Fleur, the next shot at Trixie when he quickly jerked his dick over, and finally he used both hooves to pull Cadance's snout down as he thrust all the way into her. A small cum explosion burst from her nostrils. He moaned until his penis finally tapped out its last milky droplets. Once he released his wife, she and the other two mares licked the excess that ran down his testicles and butthole, careful not to work him back up into another frenzy that demanded release.
"W-wait," whispered Cadance. "You're not tapped out yet, are you honey? I need more."
He brushed his hooves over their shapely posteriors with a dopey smile. "Just wait a moment and I'll always be up for more."
Cadance levitated the strap on over to him. "I...I want to try a little experiment." She looked to the floor with an embarrassed smile and traced her reflection with a hoof. "I'm not sure you'll be up for it, but I'd really like to try a rather...unconventional position."
He cupped her chin. "Whatever you like, honey."
She reconfigured the toy so that he could fit his cock through a hole, with five more stallionheads readied atop it. The amorous Princess coyly smirked. "P-put it on."
"Uh...okay." He felt rather silly when he slipped into the pair of leather panties, nor did he understand why she was suddenly acting so shy, but he felt obligated to fulfill her wishes after all she'd done for him. He'd do whatever it took to make certain she was satisfied today.
Cadance telekinetically threw open the balcony, took a moment to bask in a wind that fluttered the curtains, and bent herself over a rail that overlooked the citizens far below. She motioned to the other mares, and Fleur positioned herself atop her, followed by Trixie who draped herself on top. They looked back at him in a coy manner. "There...now you can take all of us at once."
After he was certain the strap on was properly buckled into place, he slipped his cock into Cadance's slit, and lined the extensions up with their pussies and assholes, until he was able to sink into all their back holes. He wheezed at the sudden spike of pleasure, felt their own arousal flooded back on him, and almost unloaded anew on the spot. He froze for a moment partially buried inside them, and heaved his muscular chest, as he took a moment to recover.
Grunts escaped when he started to buck in-and-out of them slowly. Gradually he picked up speed with one hoof upon Trixie's butt, and another on Fleur's, his magic used to tweak and pull on Cadance's nipples, only to bite his lower lip when he experienced their shared bliss. His wife's wings unfurled once more to their full-width. While the crystal ponies below were little more than dots, there was still the thrill that they could be caught at any time by anypony that looked up, especially if a pegasus happened to fly by. He could only imagine what a scandal that would be.
"I-I'm close," he admitted only to receive a conspiratorial snicker between them. He paid it little attention until he felt a shock rush down his shaft, and he fully hilted them with a final buck and a whinny, which made the mares loll happily as they sprayed themselves and each other. Unfortunately he found himself straddled on the edge without the full satisfaction of release. "Unf," he croaked. "Ah! I-I can't..." He whimpered like a foal. "W-why can't I cum?"
"Trixie said we should p-put an enchantment on it," huffed Cadance who squeezed the rail. "So you can't cum until I say a...a certain word. Ah...oh..." She and her companions road out his attempt to unload, their faces twisted in unison, like they'd been fucked into full retardation.
He bit Trixie so hard on her shoulder it almost drew blood. She winced but the plain only added to their whorish moans. His well-toned hips continued to buck on their own, the pleasure so manifold to the point where his eyes watered, his entirety now consumed with the worst case of blueballs he'd ever had. "P-please," he whined and whinnied. "Let me cum! I want to cum!"
The trio of mares screamed as one, "Shoot your load into our assholes and wombs!" The dam broke immediately. They howled like banshees so loud it no doubt echoed across the Empire below, and he screamed with them, his flared cock alongside all the attached ones erupting like a geyser. He grunted and continued to buck faster-and-faster, cumming for what felt like well over a minute, and continuing to piston into them even after his balls were emptied, able to ride out their shameless orgasms as they simultaneously whimpered and writhed beneath him.
The moment he pulled out semen bubbled and exploded out from their well-stretched holes. Greedily the thick wads were levitated by Trixie, who sucked it into her maw with a slurp, her features still dulled by obscene rapture. She opened her mouth wide to chew and swish about his foal-batter, runny mascara stained onto reddened cheeks. She swallowed with a lewd smirk.
They returned to the bedroom, he removed the spent toy, and tossed it back in with his wife's kinky collection. He took a moment to admire all the panties on display, taken from a number of mares who served under her. A number of maids around the palace had propositioned him but he'd always turned them down. Maybe next time he'd take them up on the offer.
For now the foursome was finally spent. They decided to leave the balcony open and let a breeze rustled in. Afterwards they casually cuddled in the bed, Cadance draped atop him, Fleur and Trixie in his hooves. Were their married life not already full to the brim with Flurry Heart, he would have inseminated them all, as the idea of his own harem with swollen bellies fired up his fantasies. Luckily his wife had prepared rather potent potions that acted as contraceptives.
Instead he settled for their warmth and company. He was content to simply lie there, his lusts satisfied, and better yet with the awareness he'd met their needs. Cadance always looked for ways to spice up their sex life; luckily he'd eventually been able to truly let loose. Whatever desires he usually repressed were no reason to feel ashamed. They would all accept him.
Cadance kissed him and met his stare. "I love you, honey."
He brushed her snout with his own. "I love you, too. Sorry I don't show it more often. But the truth is I couldn't push you out of my mind the whole time we were apart. It was pretty hard at times...but at least you picked a couple of wonderful mares to help keep me company."
"Anytime I'm free and in the area," purred Fleur. "Which sadly isn't often as I'd like."
"I suppose I could keep my caravan parked here for a while," mused Trixie.
"Feel free to stay indefinitely," said Cadance who twisted strands of Trixie's and Fleur's manes about her delicate hooves. "You'll be well-compensated."
Trixie scrunched up her snout. "The Great and Powerful Trixie is not a cheap tart to be purchased...anymore." She softened. "But I wouldn't mind some more time with you all."
The Princess beamed. "Then that settles it. Feel free to make yourselves at home!"
"Don't worry. Trixie doesn't eat peanut butter crackers in bed." She raised a hoof to her bosom.
"No, but 'The Great And Powerful Ass' likes to make the bathwater bubble," teased Fleur.
Trixie flushed a furious red, and unable to quickly hide under her discarded hat, she instead settled on her silky mane. "Just that one time, and it was an accident!"
Fleur swatted the witch's Cutie Marks with a flick of her tail, which made the mare quietly yelp. "I simply adore how you're able to settle in so easily. It's rather comfy."
She huffed and refused to let the matter be settled so easily. "B-but I-"
He playfully covered her mouth with a hoof. "Relax, babe. We're all friends here." In truth after all he'd done with these sultry mares, it would take quite a bit of work to turn him off. Any vulnerabilities they revealed were simply another reminder of who they were in their off time.
A spark traveled down his horn when he drew a heavy blanket up around them. They had the rest of the day off to laze around; maybe he would make them breakfast later. It the least he could do after they had made him so happy. He crushed them closer in his powerful upper limbs to his barrel-like chest, basked in their warmth and feminine scents with a wry smile.
Thankfully he could take an extension and wouldn't have to return to duty for a few days. Flash Sentry would no doubt keep his troopers whipped into shape while he was away. They had all saved and protected Equestria innumerable times. They deserved a little more overtime.
Author's Note
Probably the last sequel I'll do in this series, although I might write some stuff that's pseudo set in this continuity? Thanks to everyone who checked it out, especially if you made it this far. 
