Pinkie Pie's Pink Puckered Pussy Party Palooza
It had taken quite a bit of work to convince them all, but Pinkie Pie managed to tempt her friends into attending a very peculiar party. More like a competition, actually. She wanted to prove definitively once-and-for-all which one of them had the nicest pussy. She'd even encouraged them to bring their pals along, holding the bash at her cozy but sizable home.
Within the hour Twilight Sparkle, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Applejack, and Sunset Shimmer arrived at her humble little abode, bringing with them Tree Hugger and Trixie. Everyone arrived in their usual school-themed attire, replete with cutie mark symbols which decorated their skirts, and supplies for the sleepover tucked away into their backpacks.
The interior was decorated with party supplies, from balloons and confetti, to a pinata hung from the ceiling shaped like a pony that swayed about. “That's almost a tad morbid,” observed Sunset with crossed arms. “It even has your cutie mark, Pinkie!”
“I know,” called Pinkie from the kitchen. “Isn't it adorable?!”
Tree Hugger laid a cooler on the counter filled with ice cubes and beers. She popped one open and took a swig with a laid-back moan. “Ah, really hits the spot, you know? Help yourselves, babes. It'll loosen you up and get you in the mood.” She broke out her bong, a bunch of joints, a batch of hash brownies, and a lighter. “And if that doesn't do it, like, this certainly will!”
Rainbow Dash looked around. “So, are we gonna do this right in here? Because I'm down!”
“Too messy,” said Rarity with a rapid flutter of her lashes. “Not suitable at all!” She carefully stepped through the clutter, wondering how anyone could ever let it get this bad. She'd try to clean it up, but sure a pack rat like Pinkie would just replace it with even more junk. She brushed aside the piles, politely declining a beer with a small wave.
“Don't be silly,” said Pinkie who bounced about like she was in sugar shock. “I prepared a special room for this!”
“Well let's see it,” said Twilight who played with her glasses impatiently. She claimed she'd only agreed to this out of scientific curiosity, but everybody knew better. “Is this it?” She'd went down the hall, threw open a few doors, and finally arrived at a pristine white open interior lined with mirrors all over, from the walls to the floor and ceiling. She carefully crossed the tiles.
“Oh my,” murmured Fluttershy. “You really went all-out. I suppose that's not unusual for you, though.”
“It'll be quite a bonding experience,” said Hugs. “Really, like, showing the most intimate part of ourselves to each other.”
“Obviously Trixie has the most beautiful pussy in the world,” she bragged with a toss of her silky hair. “Just ask Lavender and Fuschia! Of course, when Sunset invited me, I couldn't deny you all the pleasure of seeing it in person!”
“Time to put your money where your mouth is,” said Rainbow who started stripping out of her usual attire. The athlete was lithe with a slender frame, her breasts small but rather perky, tipped with pointy nipples. Even her pubes were rainbow-colored.
Rarity studied her as she stripped off every last article of clothes. “Must be get completely nude? This is a contest comparing our...delicate flowers.” Her ivory cheeks pinkened as she was starting to have second thoughts.
“You mean our cunts,” said Rainbow with an elbow nudge to her ribs.
“Euphemisms are still lost on you, I see.” Rarity smirked. “I thought you didn't like pie? Perhaps you'd prefer a banana?”
Pinkie laughed and snorted, strolling out of the kitchen completely naked already, squeezing whipped cream onto her palm and licking it up. She was rather shapely, and would have been on the chubby side, had she not constantly burned off calories with all her hyperactive antics. “My favorite food! Well, that and cherry pies, fuzzy peaches, wet clams, fish tacos...”
Applejack tossed her stetson onto a coat rack. “Enough with the crass innuendo, let's just get this show on the road!” She'd been the most hesitant to come, but repeated challenges from Dash finally caused her to relent. Besides, they showered together all the time, so she supposed they'd already seen it all. Only now it would be in far more...intimate, explicit detail.
Seeing that many of the others were still hesitating, with Tree Hugger being the only one who'd casually started to undress, she shrugged and peeled away her clothes, figuring it was better to get this over with speedily. She had tan lines over her breasts, crotch with a puff of blonde pubes, and buttocks, with freckles decorating her well-toned muscles that complimented her curves.
Tree Hugger was averagely built yet was still quite blessed in the breasts, hips, and buttocks departments. And unlike her companions she didn't shave her crotch at all, merely trimmed it for sanitary reasons. “This is really freeing, you know?”
Inspired by her friend, Fluttershy denuded herself too, her body the shapeliest of them all. Inverted nipples sat atop bountiful breasts, her child-bearing hips wide, with cushion-like buttocks to match. Her pastel-pink pubes were well-trimmed. “Um...I hope this is okay?” She stood knock-kneed, hands clasped innocently behind her, staring down at herself with coy pride.
Twilight didn't want to be last, and so she stared at her shoes, clumsily removing her garments one piece at a time. She was shaped well but otherwise average in all respects, her pubic hair neatly trimmed into a bush. “I know I'm not blessed with the best body ever, but I do take care of it! I especially try and eat clean! Not as much as Tree or Shy, admittedly.”
In contrast Trixie practically disrobed in one swift motion, well practiced in this sort of thing with her magic tricks. She had a similar body type to her rival Twi, but with a couple smidges more in the bust, hips, and buttocks areas. She'd shaven her crotch completely clean, in the hopes it would make her even more daring and thus enticing. “Inconceivably lovely, am I not?”
Rarity scoffed with hands on her wide hips. “Please, darling. Everyone knows you should save the best for last!” She slinked from her clothes in a teasing manner, letting them droop to the floor, her breasts and ass quite generous, but still nowhere near a match for Shy's. She'd even cut her pubic hair into three diamond shapes that pointed towards her tight slit.
At instructions from Pinkie the girls took their places in the mirror room, forming a circle as they sat with legs spread, so that their most intimate portions could be revealed. The interior was quite well-lit and warm to keep them comfortable. Pie hummed as she went from girl-to-girl, passing a speculum to each. She licked her lips, taking her own place in the formation.
Most of them were hesitant to begin, but Pinkie, Rainbow, and Trixie dove right in, followed by Tree Hugger and Rarity, inserting the tool into their snatches, and gradually parting them to their full width, exposing the moist pink glistening love tunnels within their tight folds. Everyone else slowly joined in, staring at their unveiled flowers reflected in the mirrors below.
The aroma of incense she'd specially prepared filled the room; a sweet-smelling aphrodisiac that would loosen them up. Pussies pulsed and contracted, clits swollen from the intrusion which made them physically anticipate being filled, urethras and even their cervices starkly visible, leaking viscous fluids that dripped from their cunts and dripped over now well-slicked anuses.
“Righteous stuff, babe. Really gets you in the mood,” said Hugs who leaned her head back.
“Mood,” repeated Rarity, scandalized. “We don't...have to go further, do we dear?”
Trixie smirked. “Why not? In for a penny, in for a pounding! I brought my dildo!”
“Glad I convinced you to bring ours,” said Hugs to Shy. “Although yours is, like, a vibrator.”
“Don't worry if the rest of you didn't bring yours,” said Pinkie who got up for a moment, grabbed a heavy duffel bag from the other room, and starting pulling more sex toys from it. “I know what you're all into!” She passed an item to each of them, most choosing rather plain dildos of various sizes, some wanting only a bit of penetration while others wanted to be filled completely.
Sunset blushed hard at the stallion-shaped one she handed her. “What the hell, Pinkie?!”
“You're used to taking cocks that big back in Equestria! Don't pretend like Flash Sentry was ever able to fully satisfy you!” Pinkie pressed uncomfortably close to Sunset's face, the latter gritting her teeth and narrowing her eyes. “Just roll with it!”
“Fine. But I'll get you back for this...somehow.”
“Mine's even worse,” whined Rarity who turned her nose up at the dog-shaped dildo, complete with a knot. “What are you implying?! Spike's just a friend! I don't have or intend to have that sort of relationship with him, whatever he thinks!”
“Methinks the lady doth protest too much,” called Trixie with an even smugger smirk. “It suits a bitch like you.”
Rarity stared her down. “I'll make you eat those words!”
“Trixie will make you eat her pussy once she wins,” she taunted. “That's the prize, right? You make everyone else your slave?”
Pinkie stared at the ceiling and tapped her cheek. “Hmmm...way too far. Plus, let's not get ahead of ourselves just yet, silly! So...” She sat back down. “Best pussy? Shape, color, smell...” She sniffed the air.
“S-smell?” Rarity was thankful she'd douched thoroughly for this event.
“Better check for wetness and texture, too!” Pinkie wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. “Oh, and taste!” She reached a couple fingers deep into herself, swished them around until the digits were thoroughly soaked, then slowly licked them clean. “Mmm...juicy!” She pulled out a hand mirror, studied her snatch up close, and used her cellphone to snap a high-definition picture. Then she walked around the circle, stopping to study their open, dripping cunts, and snapping each one.
“Now, let's test who can have the messiest orgasm, girls! Work those pretty pussies! Let's squirt our brains out!” She started to slam her curved dildo into her cunt with loud schlicks and small sprays of feminine cum, eyes rolling into her head and tongue lolling from her mouth as she moaned and blushed. With her free hand she played with her balloon-like breasts.
Gradually the other participants followed, the air filling with the sound of slippery strokes, and the smells from sloppy pussies that oozed out lubrication, contracting as warm wet walls tried to tighten around the inserted objects. Seeing as there weren't any rules against it in the contest, Tree Hugger and Fluttershy decided to help each other, reaching over and guiding their partner's toy of choice. They lost themselves to sheer euphoria in the moment, reaching over and greedily locking lips.
“That's hot,” admitted Trixie with lusty, half-lidded eyes. She reached over to Twi, and helped drive her dildo further in, so addled with passion she no longer cared whoever won, only that she reached some level of full satisfaction.
“H-hey,” cried Twi who nevertheless surrendered quickly to her pleasant ministrations. She nervously reached over to Sunset, tentatively touching her clit, and when she didn't resist she started to stroke her love button, feeling it roll under her touch. Shimmer reached back to help her out, noisily driving the lengths into themselves. “Oh S-Sunset!”
“Not fair,” whined Dash who doubted the surrounding Shy or Rarity would be okay with her touching them in such an intimate manner. To compensate she used her loose hand to shove fingers up her rectum, digging around in hopes it would push her over the edge. She watched them all get off, particularly Flutters, insanely jealous that she wasn't in Tree's position.
Flutters was the first to lose it with a loud howl, quickly followed by Hugs, the pair practically in synch. Rarity cried out in shock when a spray hit her right in the face, while Dash opened her mouth and eagerly allowed it to spatter her tongue and jutted out tits. Rainbow was so turned on the display she burst next, and Pinkie popped with her, the girls following comically one-after-another, gushing geysers splattering all over each other, almost like Pinkie had somehow planned it all out.
Mounds rose and fell with each pant while they basked in the afterglow, faces flushed and bared flesh lined in a thin sheen of perspiration that ran down their curves. Sticky fluids ran from their slits which they removed the props from with audible plops.
“Feels like I just gave birth,” moaned Rarity who stared at her heaving bosom with crimson cheeks. She stared at the dog-shaped dildo which was even in Spike's color scheme with ambivalence and wondered if the real thing was that satisfying? Not that she could ever give him a try despite her curiosity; Twilight would surely never forgive her for even suggesting that!
“S-so...” Dash wiped sweat off her perky tits. “Who won?!”
Pinkie simply giggled, and hopped to her feet, wandering out of the room. Everyone else soon followed, arriving in another section which was covered from top-to-bottom in pictures of pussies which came in a wide variety. “Don't worry,” she said with a wink. “I'll be adding all your hot honey pots to my collection!” She licked her lips.
Sunset folded her arms and rolled her eyes. “You've crossed the line into obsession, Pie.”
Twilight adjusted her glasses, staring. “I...never knew there were so many types!” She whipped out her phone, taking some snaps. “I'd like to do some research on this later. Just to see how my own stacks up!”
“Whatever you say babe,” said Hugs with a lazy smile. “I'm pretty satisfied, you know?”
They stood naked and took several minutes to admire the display like it was a fine art gallery. Each of the girls compared what they believed were the nicest ones to their own. Pinkie debated who's pussy was the loveliest; the bright pink of Rarity's which contrasted her alabaster skin, or the more delicate pastel of Shy's? The salmon of AJ's or the almost neon of Dash's? The fuschia of Trixie's or the cerise of Sunset's? The carnation of Twi or the puce of Hugs?
Debate continued to rattle even once they settled down for bed, choosing to sleep in the nude scattered across her living room. They'd ate, drank, played some board and card games, and watched a couple movies, none of them bothering to redress. But even with all the fun Pinkie bounced back-and-forth upon a clear winner. She simply couldn't decide!
Throwing up her arms in defeat, she finally turned to the readers for input. “Well?! Which one of us has the nicest pussy?!”
Author's Note
Just a short bit of clop I wrote to give myself a break after two extensive projects. 
