Chapter 9 – Storm Point

Storm Point had been through his share of intimate encounters – the mares always loved a stud in uniform – but even for him, this was something else.

For once, he was the one who was star-struck and amazed at who he was with. Only a few years ago, bat ponies were a thing of legend, the mythical minions of the Mare in the Moon. And here he was now, with his cock deep inside one! And the other mare ... a real live Wonderbolt! Most ponies would be lucky to get so much as an autographed postcard from one of these elite flyers, and here he was, looking down at Misty Fly – the Misty Fly – as she rubbed her pussy on the top of his shaft, dribbling her warm juices on him and just begging for him to put it back inside her.

How could he ignore an invitation like that? Not without a serious stirring of reluctance, he pulled his cock out of Nightwing's pussy, even though she squeezed down on it as if trying to keep him inside. For a brief moment, his length languished in the cold air of the tavern, but only a moment. He pressed it into Misty Fly's pussy, and she let out a gleeful little coo as his shaft glided up between her lips, sinking deep inside her.

He didn't neglect Nightwing, though. That was the great thing about being a unicorn. As long as you studied the right spells, you could take care of any number of partners. He made sure to send his tingling magical touch up and down her pussy lips, even as he fucked the mare on top of her.

Which one was better? That wasn't worth asking. How could he possibly decide? Nightwing was definitely the tighter of the two, but Misty Fly was just so juicy and steamy-hot inside ... and both of them squeezed and caressed his shaft with their inner walls like they were trying to milk him dry anytime either of them got a chance.

Instead of worrying about that, he focused on just trying to enjoy the moment, fucking these two mares as they kissed each other and stopped just shy of fighting each other for his cock.

And the view! Besides the fantastic sight of Misty Fly's pale yellow ass cheeks spread out right in front of him, the whole room was filled with a riot of erotic release. Over on the other side of the room, Surprise was loudly cumming her heart out as Mango shuddered and pumped her full. A little closer, on top of the bar, Spitfire's thighs clenched down around Blue Star's head as the Royal Guardsmare drove the Captain of the Wonderbolts to an evidently much-needed orgasm. Right next to them, Snowstreak – a Guard Storm Point had often worked alongside – grabbed Fleetfoot's white mane as his cock spasmed, pumping a thick load down her throat.

Nightwing brought him back to the matter at hand by moaning needfully up at him. “I'm, I'm close,” she squeaked out. “I need it!”

What kind of stallion would he be if he ignored an entreaty like that? Pulling out of Misty Fly and switching his magical attentions over to her, he lined himself up with Nightwing's pussy instead, plunging back inside. In a way, it was like returning home after a long – and very pleasant – vacation. Her pussy was warm, comforting, and actually ... kind of cozy. And there was nothing like the way she squealed. Was that a bat pony thing, or was it just her?

It turned out, that squeal was more than her just enjoying the return of his cock. Her whole body shook underneath Misty Fly as she held the other mare close, and her pussy gushed warm juices as it clenched down rhythmically against his shaft. She rode her orgasm out in utter bliss, her eyes rolling back up into her head and her whole body squeezing around the cock inside her.

When Nightwing's orgasm finally faded, Storm Point found out that orgasms apparently made her very sensitive. He couldn't move an inch inside her without making her whole body twitch. Seeing her enjoying it that much had brought him close to the edge himself, but now he could hardly move for fear of overstimulating her.

Thankfully, he had a solution close at hoof – a solution named Misty Fly. With a mental apology to Nightwing, he pulled out of her and slid his well-lubed cock into Misty Fly instead.

That seemed to be just what the Wonderbolt was hoping for. She rocked her hips slightly from side to side, making it just a bit easier for his cock to slip into her warm depths, and she finally broke off her long kiss with Nightwing to curl her neck around and give him a sultry look as she moaned.

It didn't take long, honestly. He'd already been worked up quite a bit from Nightwing, who'd started teasing him in order to prove something or other to Blue Star. He couldn't remember quite what that had been now. It didn't matter anymore. What did matter was that he felt the tip of his cock flaring out wide in the depths of Misty Fly's pussy.

He didn't want to be the one responsible for taking an elite flyer down for maternity duty! “Are you...” He grunted and gave her another thrust. “Are you safe?”

“Duh, of course I am! Don't you dare pull out – I need this!”

Flooded with relief – and quite ready to flood Misty Fly with something else – he thrust all the way up inside her, his balls clenching and tingling as they prepared to unload.

But Nightwing had recovered from her orgasm, and she apparently had some ideas about who that load really belonged to. She'd been the one who started things with him, after all. The Night Guard was quicker and lither than he'd ever thought possible for a pony, slipping out from underneath Misty Fly and ducking off the table before either of them really knew what she was doing.

She squeezed in between him and the Wonderbolt, pushing against his hips and forcing him to pull out of her. The moment his cock came free, the flare plopping out with a wet sound, Nightwing somehow managed to squeeze the swelling tip into her mouth ... and that was the same moment Storm Point couldn't hold it in any longer.

He groaned as he felt the first big surge of cum shoot down the length of his cock, and as the orgasm surged through him, he quickly lost interest in where exactly it was going, as long as it was going into or onto a willing mare. Despite Misty Fly's protests, Nightwing eagerly drank down mouthful after mouthful of his cum, letting him pump it straight down her throat as her long tongue wrapped around his shaft.

By the time Misty Fly managed to get down on the floor in front of him as well – holding her tongue out expectantly – he'd unfortunately run dry. Nightwing's lips dripped with thick gobs of white, but Misty Fly hadn't gotten a single drop.

As his now-spent cock swung down away from them and began to retreat, Misty Fly practically screamed. “Ugh! I was so close! How could you do that to me?”

Storm point dropped back down to all four hooves, settling himself down and trying to be inconspicuous in the hopes that the Wonderbolt's frustrated anger wouldn't turn his way.

Nightwing didn't seem afraid at all, though. In fact, she had a rather predatory look about her. A moment later, Storm Point saw why. Instead of arguing with Misty Fly, the bat pony mare grabbed her and spun her around.

Misty Fly must have had some inkling of what Nightwing had in mind because she quieted down immediately, raising her tail so that the Night Guard could have all the access she needed.

Once given the opportunity, Nightwing didn't hesitate. She dove right down beneath Misty Fly's tail, her long – and cum-covered – tongue already snaking out. Misty Fly gave one little squeak as that tongue slid between her pussy lips, but that squeak soon melted into a deep moan as she felt the true potential of that marvelous tongue.

“Mmm, yes. That's the stuff,” Misty Fly said dreamily as Nightwing spread his cum deep inside her.

Despite how distracting that must have been, Storm Point caught the Wonderbolt mare stealing glances at his hanging cock. He'd already been satisfied enough to keep him out of the game for hours, but what would be the harm in letting her have a little bit more?

He came over in front of her, lifting his front legs onto a convenient nearby chair and letting his cock dangle right in front of her. She wasted no time in getting it into her mouth, and she suckled him as enthusiastically as any mare ever had, despite how soft he'd gotten.

Somehow, that seemed to be just the last piece of the puzzle she was missing. By the time she'd managed to slurp his cock up to the sheath, she was already beginning to moan around the soft shaft in her throat. A few desperate breaths through her nose later, and she reached her climax, her whole body shaking.

His cock slipped out of her mouth even though it had been swelling back up a little. As he pulled back and saw the way her teeth were clenching, he was thankful that it had. Nightwing hadn't stopped licking when her orgasm hit, and the continuing motions of the bat pony's long tongue were driving Misty Fly's orgasm to ever-higher peaks. Only when Misty Fly finally collapsed into a shuddering heap on the floor did Nightwing finally give her a rest.

Nightwing stood tall and proud, smiling at what she'd accomplished. “And that's how it's done bat pony style!” She trotted past him with a very conspicuous wink, pausing only to slip her tongue way out and give him a little tickling lick on his balls, and then she was off ... hopefully to find a shower or something. Her face and the whole front of her body was still flecked with drops of his cum.

Storm Point took a deep breath as he looked around the room. This night had completely recalibrated his idea of what a good party was. He'd had 'good' parties before, and even gotten some tail at more than one of them. But this... This was a good party!

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