As Luck Would Have It

There are times in a man’s life when he has to realize that he may have reached the peak in his life’s achievements. What started out as a day just like any other turned into something that would remain in his consciousness until his dying breath. Patch, who had had minimal contact with the finer sex not only had five of his fantasies made reality by one mare, was now living out the fantasies of even the most prolific studs. Being a gaming store clerk would be considered to many a mundane, thankless job that anyone could give or take. Now he was wondering if he should make a career out of it, since it was what got him into this situation in the first place.

Now he was laid down flat on his back as a bare naked yellow mare with a purple braided mane gorged on his cock which was still hard after two full fledged climaxes. The gray bat pony near his head stood with both hooves on either side of his head as he gazed up at the sopping wet inner lips of her aching vagina.

Grem carefully lowered herself into a squatting position as she brought her pussy to his face and began to rub it against his lips until he opened up and began to run his tongue over the soaking surface. The large breasted mare fixed the black collar around her neck as she started getting a nice sensation from his tongue.

“Give it little kisses.” She moaned as he complied. “Now big kisses.” Her tongue lolled out the side of her muzzle as he started to grind his tongue into her pussy, even going so far as to poke the tip into her hole. “Yes! Suck my pussy!”

As Grem had her fun at his head, Lemon got his second head even harder as it recovered from his previous peaks. She nursed it back to health with her tongue lapping up the sides and even sucking on one of his testicles as carefully as she could. She smiled at he groaned in a strained manner and his cock tightened in response.

“He’s so lively. I love his bulbous head.” Lemon smiled and gently squeezed it between two fingers. She looked over at Grem as she played with it, seeing the bat pony squeeze her own tits to get herself off even more. “Look at that bat slut. Getting off on that poor defenseless stallion. How shameful.”

“Look who’s talking you fucking trollop!” Grem looked down at Lemon’s hand that was now milking it for all it was worth. “Don’t talk to me about being a sl--aahh! Fuck! Yes! Lick my honey pot!” She couldn’t even concentrate anymore on talking back at Lemon, she just wanted Patch to keep sucking on her whole pussy with his lips as his tongue grinded against her clitoris.

Lemon hummed her sarcastic agreement as she got up from the floor and went to the master bedroom without Grem even noticing. As she came back, she had something dangling from her hand. At first it looked like some kind of black lace, but it was actually a leash. She went up to the batpony who was too far gone too even notice as she slipped the buckle onto the collar she wore. Grem gasped in surprise as she looked up at Lemon, who tightened the leash to make her collar tighten as well.

“Oh! God! Lemon! No!” Grem feind dismay as Lemon began to pull her forward. Grem was forced onto her hands and knees over the dominated stallion who stopped for a moment to catch his breath. Lemon put her hoof onto Grem’s head and pushed her face downward toward a heavily slobbered upon cock.

“That’s it, bitch. Suck that dick and get your jollies like a good whore.” Lemon demanded.

“Yes, Mistress.” Grem submitted immediately and started to slather her spit all over the throbbing member. She took him all the way to the back of her throat and didn’t even gag a little bit. She started to suck with all of her might, making his legs tense up as he felt every sensation of her tight little mouth pressurize onto his penis.

“Mmmm, save some for me.” Lemon went down with Grem and began to lick his balls as she worked his shaft like a trained expert. By this time, he could barely keep his wits about him enough to keep licking Grem’s naughty little pussy that leaked all over his chin and neck. His dick was in heaven, and he had no shame in groaning as his hands gripped both of her ass cheeks. He still licked, but he lacked the skills to keep it up. His mouth was getting tired and his tongue was starting to ache from all of the use and movement. This didn’t seem to deter Grem, though. Her cock sucking skills were out of this world! He could already feel the cum building up behind his shaft.

That was until Lemon pulled on Grem’s leash again to get her off of the dick.

“Stop it! You fucking cunt!” Lemon slapped Grem’s ass hard enough to make it ripple. The bat pony whimpered like a pathetic puppy and was pulled off of the dick, off to the side of Patch. The stallion was finally able to catch his breath as he sat up onto his elbow and looked to see Lemon lick her fingers and start rubbing the gray bat’s waterfalling vagina.

“Oh! Please! Mistress! I need it!” Grem begged only to have Lemon slap her ass once again, making her squeal in both embarrassment and passionate delight.

“Silence!” Lemon shouted and had her stay there on her hands and knees with her ass straight up in the air. “Cut, darling. Would you be a dear?” Lemon asked sweetly as the voyeur on the couch sat and watched everything transpire. The plump, blond unicorn was almost completely naked except for her bra which covered her drooping, pillow soft breasts. She looked toward Lemon and then looked over at Patch.

The stallion’s eyes widened as she got up from the couch and revealed that she really didn’t have anything else on. She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra to let it fall to the ground. The slightly fat mare went over to Patch and looked at him up and down. Then she got down on her hands and knees, much like Grem, and pointed her nice round, juicy ass toward him. She used both of her hands to spread her ass cheeks and give him a perfect view of her asshole and her dripping pussy. She blushed and turned her face away from him. Then she used her hand to motion him over.

Patch wasn’t really in the mood to argue with any of them. In fact he mounted her ass quite nicely and pressed his cock deep into her cunt.

“Get it nice and wet.” Final Cut told him. She didn’t sound all that sexual, nor did she have the porno voice like her friends. She just spoke in a matter-of-fact tone that was strange, but not at all off putting. “Then put it in my ass.”

Patch paused for a moment, his cock was still deep inside of her, getting a nice glaze of vaginal juice all over his dick as he blinked. “Your…”

“My asshole.” Final Cut clarified, stretching her ass cheeks a little more open as her intentions were made absolutely crystal clear. “I want you to stick your penis in my anal cavity.”

Once again, not one to argue, Patch gave her pussy a few more pushes before he pulled out of her and aimed it more upward toward her puckered backdoor. It took some doing. He wasn’t especially big but Final Cut was very tight. She bit her lower lip as she felt his studly rod invade her butt with tentative pushes.

“You can--errrmm-- push harder.” Final Cut strained a little bit as her eyes clenched shut and he did as he was told. His cock finally slid into her asshole with just the tip at first, and slowly worked his way in more. “Oh, fuck, yes.” She whispered and let go of her ass cheeks to grip the ground. “Slowly, start gently.” Her voice was starting to show signs of emotion as he began to very softly push in and out of her tender asshole.

Anyone who had slept with Final Cut knew that she never expressed pleasure as much as she did when a nice hard cock was shoved up her ass. It was a sensation she couldn’t contain, even as she attempted to muffle her moans into the carpet. The spry young stallion began pounding her tight asshole and her head shot straight up as she squealed in such sharp ecstasy. Her eyes widened as he beat his pelvis against her cheeks and held onto her hips. She backed up into his thrusts, feeling every glorious ripple of pleasure through her body as his dick reached deep into her anus.

Unlike Vertigo, it was rather easy to tell when Cut reached a climax. Her entire body would tremble and her legs would lock up against his. Her climaxes were sudden and they dragged out longer the harder he analed her. Then he emptied his balls once again, shooting cum deep into her. The creampie effect was glorious as he pulled out of her. White sticky jizz leaked from her asshole as it stayed slightly gaped from such a nice deep rimming.

“Damn, guy.” Vertigo said as she watched from his former chair. “You fuck like a champ.” She was quick to get a wipe from a little container on the coffee table and walk up to him, still as naked as the day she was born. “I see a lot of good things in your future if you keep that up.” She smiled at him as she grabbed his dick with the wipe and gave him a good scrubbing.

To their surprise, as she was done jerking his cock with the wipe, his cock stood up once again. Vertigo’s eyes widened and stared with a stern look on her face. “Well I’ll be fucked… Is there no end to it?” She asked as she tapped his hard member. It wasn’t the diamond hardness he started out with, but it was still more than enough hardness to get the job done.

“Oh, good! Then you can take care of us!” Lemon said as she lied on top of Grem, both of their pussies stacked on top of one another. Grem’s arms were now tied behind her back with the leash that attached to the collar around her neck. He gazed in astonishment as Lemon wiggled her butt from on top of Grem. “Come on, show us that former virgin spirit of yours!”

From there, it was a game of who gets the cock. First, he slid it into Grem and started to fuck the bat pony as her tits dangled underneath her. Her mammaries even flopped forward and back as his thrusts became even more powerful. Making her cum was no big challenge, but then he had to worry about satisfying the wiley yellow earth pony as well who had the cutie mark of a green heart on her thighs.

Both of their vaginas squeezed his member as tight as they could. No matter how tired he was growing, he still soldiered on. He thrusted, pulled them into him, pulverized their fuck holes with gusto as the two mares cried out his praise, demanding that he fuck them like the lowly skanks that they were. Before he could get done, however, they turned around, having gotten their fair share of orgasms themselves.

They returned to sucking his cock. Lemon on his shaft while Grem lied on her back with her arms still tied, licking his ball sack with a hungry mouth. She latched onto one testicle after the other as Lemon gorged on his shaft. Patch trembled and gasped with such intensity that he began to quake with built up lust. Before he could climax, Grem untied herself and got onto her hands and knees. Both Lemon and Grem looked up at him as one jerked his prick while the other tickled his balls with her fingertips and they begged for him to cum. He stood in front of them as they rose to their knees and watched as his cock twitched and unleashed yet another slew of delicious milk. Both of their faces were splattered with fresh cum. It was hot against their muzzles and they still licked the tip as it began to calm down, making sure it was clean as a whistle by the time they were done.

“I think-- oohh-- I think I need…” Patch started to look dizzy. Grem was quick to act and pulled him onto the couch so that he could lay down. His cock was finally down to what looked like a tiny tree stump. It was worn out, and now more or less useless in the ways of pleasure. They brought him water and juice, as well as bananas to get his sexual energy back to normal. Then Grem brought a fan and aimed it for his crotch which was burning with friction by that point.

“My my my, what a trooper.” Lemon smiled at him and laid his head into her lap as she pressed her tits up against his face and let him bask in their softness. He felt the cool air against his overheated area and it felt heavenly. All of them watched as he drifted in and out of consciousness. After that, it was a bit of a blur.

Patch woke to find himself in a bed. It looked kind of like a guest room, but it also had a lot of nerd stuff in it. There were toy statues that stood twelve inches tall, a collection of games, movies, and a TV that mounted against the wall and could be viewed from the bed.

He noticed a note on the nightstand next to him. It was set on top of his clothes, which looked freshly laundered and folded to perfection. He read the note. It was Grem saying that she had to go to work, but he could help himself to anything in the fridge. It ended with every single one of their phone numbers, along with their names beside them.

Patch had wondered if all of that was a dream. Even with this solid evidence, he still had to wonder.

Patch came back home and something was amiss. He looked around to see that there was, indeed a mess still left there, but there were certain items missing from the living room. There was a big empty bag of chips on the couch, along with a lot of chip crumbs. However, Solar’s chair was gone. He puzzled at this for a moment, then noticed that a lot of the snack cabinet was also missing. They were snacks that she threatened to beat him with should he ever touch them. They were all cleared out, leaving his saltines and sour shell candies. He blinked, then he looked to see the fridge still had its contents, all except for the pizzas in the freezer that were also hers.

Dare he wish to hope? That’s when he saw a note on his door. As he looked at his door, he looked down the hall to see that her door was open for once. The room was completely empty aside from a trash bag and some loose paper. He tore the note off of his door and read it, noticing that this day was full of notes all the sudden.

“I’ve lost my job. Can’t pay the rent. Tired of your shit anyway. Goodbye. SF.” He crumpled up the paper in his fist and huffed out a “YES! YEEESSSSS!!!!” He growled out loud and pumped his fists in the air. He wasn’t even worried about the fact that his job didn’t quite pay enough to pay the full rent. In fact, he didn’t care because she had already paid for her half of the rent for the month, so he had two whole weeks to decide what to do!

Upon further inspection, though, he noticed as he went back to the kitchen that his sandwich grill was gone. That was his sandwich grill and she always used it without cleaning it. He shook his head and tossed the note, then spit on it in the trash. He didn’t have time to worry about her stupidity anyway. He could buy himself another sandwich press. He just need to make sure he put an ad out for a roommate.

That’s when he stopped for a moment and sighed. Did he really just lose his virginity?! Did all of that really happen? The drained feeling he had was a pretty clear indication, but still. Of all the stallions that were virgins in all of the world, how in the hell did he do any of that? He opened back up the fridge and pulled out a half a jug of OJ, pulled the top off and chugged the rest of it quick. He took deep breaths. He had this in the bag. He was going to get through this for sure.

“Cabbage Patch!” Blast held up his hands and motioned for the earth pony to come hither. “Dude! How did it go? Am I the main man hookup or what?! You didn’t even come back last night, I was so proud of my big pony! Come on! Give me the goods!” Blast waved him over to the register as Patch came over and clocked in at the computer.

“Hey, dude.” Patch said as he punched his numbers into the computer. “Was it a rough closing last night?”

“Don’t you give me rough closing, hey dudes!” Blast scolded him with a frown. “The agreement was that I do the matchmaking, I get the juicy details! Now, how many phone numbers did you get! Please tell me you at least got one!”

“Oh, there were four mares there.” Patch said as he looked off to the side. “They were playing video games.”

“Four?! That’s awesome! Were they hot?” Blast leaned into him and smiled big. He pumped both of his fists as Patch nodded. “Fantastic! But from the look on your face, it seems you were less than successful.” Blast leaned a disappointed chin onto his hand as his elbow leaned against the counter.

“No, I was successful. I got all four of their numbers.” Patch said, his face still red and his eyes still wandering elsewhere. Blasts’s jaw dropped. The sparkles in his eyes dazzled and his smile could beam across space in a matter of seconds!

“That’s my boy!” He slapped Patch on the arm and gave him a hug. “That’s awesome! Now give up the goods!”

“The goods?” Patch put on a puzzled expression. Then Blast went haywire, stammering and sputtering.

“The goods! What happened! Did you at least hold a girl’s hand!?” Blast asked and saw that Patch’s eyes widened. The earth pony’s lips began to purse tight and his eyes darted left and right. “Oh, don’t tell me you actually kissed a girl. You’re just getting into a whole nother area now.”

“Well…” Patch hesitated for a moment.

“Hey! We had a deal! I give you the opportunity, you give me all of the juicy details. Now, what happened?!” The suspense in Blast Drive’s voice was going ape shit! “Tell me!”

Patch sighed. Then he pulled out his phone and began to search through it. “The problem is you’re not gonna believe me. However, there were witnesses… four of them. And two of them took a lot of pictures of everything. So…”

The ambulance siren whined through the air as it sped down the street. Blast Drive was hooked up to every machine they had on hand with a gallon of whole blood and plasma along with every painkiller known to man.

“Blast! Blast! Speak to me!” Patch shouted as he held onto the green unicorn’s hand. “Please! Tell me you’re okay! Say something!”

“Kid, the guy’s had a heart attack. He won’t be saying anything for now.” The white pegasus woman said from the other side of the gurney. That’s when she combed her blond hair from her brow underneath her white hat with the red cross on it. Then she smiled at Patch. “Say… you’re pretty cute.”

Blast’s eyes shot open, looking at her, then looking over at Patch. “Why…”

“Blast? Are you--” Patch was interrupted as Blast raised both of his fists up.

“WHYYYYYYYY!!!!”