Author's Note

Alrighty everyone, this is the final chapter for Mrs. Cake, I hope you all enjoy it and as I've always said: Thank you for your patience and support, remember to stay tuned for more chapters to come in the future and also remember to keep on bronying on, everypony!

An Even Sweeter Relationship

Breaking the news of your relationship to Cup Cake had a big effect, just as you expected. Pinkie Pie had her mane frizzed out like crazy and Frosty was taken aback from receiving this big news. However, it was Pound and Pumpkin who were the most shocked when they heard about you being included in the marriage and asked if you would be replacing Carrot. After a good laugh, you had to explain to them what it meant to be in a herd, albeit in a way they would be able to understand.

Eventually, the Cake twins became excited that they would technically be having two dads in the family from now on. Soon, Pinkie spread the word of the situation to her friends and they were surprisingly happy to hear about your new relationship. It’s not every day that a stallion is generous enough to expand his marriage to start a herd just as ponies were forced to do in ancient times.

It’s been 2 months since Cup accepted your affection for her and since then, you’ve started baking with an even more cheerful attitude than before. As a matter of fact, you were in the kitchen right now following a coconut cream cake recipe that was made by Pinkie Pie’s grandmother. The recipe name was certainly quite a mouthful, but the instructions were clear and that was the important part. Pinkie told you she first attempted a recipe from her grandmother years ago, but was forced to put it on hold when Princess Twilight’s friendship map summoned her and Rainbow Dash over to Griffonstone.

“Mmm... man that smells good...” you sighed taking in the smell of the cake baking in the oven. You didn’t have any orders right now, there were simply times where you were allowed to just bake for the fun and joy of it. “Wouldn’t you agree, Gummy?” you asked, turning to Pinkie’s huge pet alligator, who happened to be laying down beside you. You knew you wouldn’t get any sort of reaction from the docile reptile, who just motionlessly stared ahead of him, occasionally licking his eye. You often wondered what was going on in Gummy’s head.

“You can say that again,” the familiar, motherly voice rang in your ears. Looking at the doorway, there stood ever beautiful mare and your sweetheart, Cup Cake.

“Why hello there, my delectable sweetheart,” you said with a grin. Addressing one another with such adorable names became common ever since you started the herd. “And what do I owe the pleasure for my precious “Cup Cake?” you asked, winking after making that pun. Even though she rolled her eyes, the joke still made her giggle a bit and she rubbed her nose against your own.

“Well, since Pinkie and Frosty are over at Sweet Apple Acres for today to celebrate Apple Bloom’s good friend, Twist’s birthday party, I was wondering if you could use some help, Mocha,” she explained. She gave you the nickname “Mocha” because of how your baked a mocha cake for the family to celebrate her decision to take in another husband. Since that cake was some of your tastiest work, you couldn’t think of a better nickname and gave no objections when she started calling you this.

“Well as a matter of fact, the coconut cake is almost done baking. When it’s ready, I could use your help in decorating it. After all, you have good taste,” you said. Because of your praise, the blue mare formed a light blush on her cheeks and smiled. Seems she didn’t notice the unintentional pun at the end of your sentence.

“Oh, how lovely! Consider it done,” Cup accepted, kissing your cheek. The two of you waited patiently until the oven finally went off and you put your gloves on as you took out the tray. Lifting the cake so you could take in a good whiff of the aroma, you smiled and set it carefully on the counter.

“You can take it from here, Cup,” you said and moved out of the mare’s way. Cup Cake grabbed some cake frosting from the cabinet and wasted no time in decorating by adding decorative stars on the top and around the base. Cup made sure to make the stars evenly, trying to avoid messing one up.

While she was busy decorating the cake, you got behind her and gave her tired shoulders a nice, relaxing massage. The moment your hands touched her shoulders, Cup sighed in content and her body swayed slightly from the pleasant touch.

“Not that I don’t appreciate the attention, but what are you doing, dearie?” she asked, slightly amused with the massage.

“Well, I figured since you’ve been working hard around the shop, I might as well help relieve you of some of your stress. Does it feel good?” you asked rhetorically, as it was obvious that Cup enjoyed your massaging skills.

“As if you need you to ask, of course it does, dearie. Thank you.” Allowing you to continue rubbing her shoulders, Cup went back to decorating the coconut cake. Massaging her shoulders and arms was as far as you would go, despite how tempting it was to get your hands on those unbelievably sized breasts of hers. You kept your mind off of doing something uncalled for by looking over her shoulder to see her progress on the cake.

Finally, once the decorating was finished, you and Cup cut yourselves some pieces and put the rest in the refrigerator. The rest of the family would be pleased when they received their own pieces after dinner tonight.

“We did a pretty good job with the cake. Even with my decorating skills, your years of experience makes me seem like a novice, Cup,” you said, patting your lover on the shoulder. You both sat down at the table after grabbing some small plates to put your slices on.

“My mother always told me to be creative with me artistic skills. And I must say, this cake looks absolutely scrumptious.”

“And it only gets better. Let’s dig in,” you said. Looking away, you had no idea which one of you took the first bite and you didn’t care either. The moment you tasted the result of Granny Pie’s coconut cream cake recipe, your taste buds began to tingle all over, as if you made a new discovery on what real home cooking tasted like. You took your time, relishing each bite of the cake as you ate.

“So what do you want to do now?” you asked after both of your plates were clean. “More cooking, go out for a bite to eat, or do you just want to hang around the shop and have a nice chat or something?” you asked.

Cup Cake thought about what she wanted to do next. Carrot was at the market picking up some groceries, like Cup said before, Pinkie and Frosty were attending Twist’s party at Sweet Apple Acres, finally, both the Pie and Cake twins had school today. This means you had the bakery to yourselves for now. She tilted her head, to the living room couch and you both walked out of the kitchen.

“I love the kids very much, but without them around the shop is nice and quiet. I think a nice moment of cuddling on the couch will be enough for now,” she said. Taking your seat on the nice, comfy couch, you and Cup snuggled against each other, enjoying the silence and each other’s company.

“Hmm, nothing beats hard work better than some good ol’ fashioned relaxation. Of course... a little kissing could make the mood even better,” you said cupping the mare’s chin and staring into her lovely, magenta eyes.

“Oh Mocha, you’re such a shameless flatterer... come here you,” she said before she pulls you in and locks lips with you. You took this chance to wrap your arm around your beautiful and sweet cinnamon roll lover, which reminded you of when you first shared a kiss. You broke away a couple of times to look at her eyes again, but soon found yourself kissing her once more.

It’s hard to believe it, but you and Cup enjoyed making out so much, you didn’t know you’ve been doing so for over 10 minutes. Your moment of silence was broken when you heard a yelp of surprise coming from outside the window, startling the both of you.

“Sweet beans in a basket, what was that?!” you asked, darting your eyes over to the window where you saw a teenaged mare peeking from outside. The said teenager was none other than Diamond Tiara, daughter of Filthy Rich. Cup Cake saw her and slightly glared.

“Diamond Tiara, would you mind not peeping in on us, this is our private time! Now, could you please go somewhere else?” Cup asked as she went over and closed the curtains on the nosey young mare.

“Sheesh! Don’t blame me because you forgot to close the curtains beforehand!” Diamond retorted.

“Boy, she sure knows how to ruin the moment, huh Cuppy-cake?” you asked, playfully. You always were able to come up with a playful new nickname for her. Cup Cake thought so too, as she couldn’t contain her laughter after hearing you call her something so cute.

“Mocha, you’re too much,” she giggled. Now that the curtains were closed, you went back for another round of kissing. Oh how you enjoyed the sweet taste of your lover’s lips. It was as if you were tasting some delicious vanilla flavored ice cream. Your hands were getting all twitchy and you were trying to fight off the urge to grope and caress her body. Just like you did back when Cup was decorating the cake, you desperately searched for a way to control yourself and brought your hands to massage her arms.

Pulling away from the kiss, Cup laid her chin on your shoulder and sighed happily. “I’m such a lucky mare... now I have not just one, but two lovers who take such good care of me...” she whispered and kissed your cheek. “It makes me feel like my younger self.”

“Regardless of your age, you’re still young and beautiful in my eyes. I’ll be happy to remind you as much as I need to.”

“Then perhaps later on we can... cook up something even more special?” she suggested, but since so much free time, you weren’t going to be so patient.

“Later? Why not now?” you said, getting excited. Her tiny grin evolved into a wide one when you presented this idea to her and she soon started giggling.

“I had a feeling you would ask that. Follow me into the kitchen, my little Mocha cappuccino,” she said, inventing one of her own witty nicknames. “We’re going to bake up something special,” she commanded. You were still wondering if you’d be able to find some space in your tummy for another sweet treat.

Turns out you got to follow a recipe from another relative of one the Sugarcube Corner residents, as you were following Carrot Cake’s mother’s instructions to bake snickerdoodles. This time, Cup helped out with the cooking rather than just simply decorate.

“When did Mrs. Cake give you this delicious recipe?” you asked, feeling a little weird addressing someone else with the name you used to call your lover.

“It was back when I recently got my cutie mark. As Carrot and I were just getting to know each other as young adults, his mother had become very fond of me and taught me how to win his heart using this recipe. It’s all because of these snickerdoodles that made Carrot propose to me. I felt I wanted to cry tears of joy right then and there, but I bared with the excitement and said “yes,” she explained and sighed happily. “It feels nice that I now get to pass my mother-in-law’s recipe onto you, dearie.”

“I bet you and his mother are really close,” you said giving her another of your hugs.

“We’ve always kept on each other’s good sides,” she responded, giggling as you hugged her a little tighter. You couldn’t help it, being near Cup Cake made you all warm and fuzzy inside. “You know dearie, it’ll be hard to work if you hug me so tightly.”

“Oh, I’m sorry about that. You’re just so cuddly, like a nice, fluffy teddy bear,” you said, letting go of your marefriend and going back to baking, but not before giving her a quick peck on the cheek. “Both snickerdoodles and coconut cream cake, I wonder if the others will have trouble deciding what to eat for dessert first.”

You enjoyed your time with Cup Cake, but your privacy came to an end when you heard the front door open. Judging from the sounds of plastic bags crackling, it was obvious that Carrot had come home from the town market. Entering into the kitchen, the lanky yellow stallion smiled seeing how well you and Cup were getting along, as well as that you were making his mother’s recipe.

“Seems like I came at a good time, this definitely brings back memories,” he said, setting the grocery bags on the counter before kissing his wife. “I take it Pinkie and Frosty are still at Sweet Apple Acres.”

“Yeah, neither one of of us were in the mood to go. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy parties, but I wanted some peace and quiet for now,” Cup replied.

“I can vouch for that. A little silence could never hurt anyone,” you agreed.

With Carrot now here to help, you got back to finishing the snickerdoodles. Typically, they must be cooked in the oven for about 15 minutes and since it was Carrot’s mother’s recipe, you and Cup thought he should have the honor of putting the snickerdoodles inside the oven. It wasn’t long before the mouth-watering smell made its way into your noses. You thought to yourself that you would have to write a letter to Mrs. Cake thanking her for the recipe.

“So what did you two do while I was gone? Nothing too crazy I hope,” he said, suggestively winking at you.

“Oh nothing much, just a little baking earlier for a coconut cream cake from an old recipe created by Pinkie Pie’s grandmother. Oh and we had a little unexpected eavesdropper earlier,” you said, trying not to blush, but failed miserably.

“Uh-huh,” Carrot said, not buying it.

“Believe it or not, he’s telling the truth, honey. Apple Bloom’s good friend, Diamond Tiara was walking by and caught us when we were cuddling on the couch,” Cup backed you up, doing a better job at keeping her husband from getting suspicious. Technically, she wasn’t lying either.

“Did anything else happen?” he asked, lightening up a bit.

“Well... we did, you know... smooch a little,” you finally admitted, ultimately causing Cup to join you in blushing. Fortunately, she didn’t stop smiling and in your opinion, the blush combined with that lovely smile made her look so adorable.

“Alrighty then, thanks for telling me,” Carrot said, being understanding and finally got off your back. After all, being in a herd and agreeing to share his wife with you, meant it wouldn’t be reasonable for him to get mad at you for kissing Cup. Seeing how he wasn’t upset, you took your own turn in capturing the plump mare’s lips. You did your best to enjoy the kiss and block out the chuckles you heard from Carrot over how you being so open with your affection for his wife.

Bizarre as it might seem, you couldn’t remember how you ended up kissing back in your original spot on the couch. You finally pulled away from Cup Cake’s soft lips and looked at her flushed face when the oven’s timer went off. Turns out Carrot had been sitting beside you the whole time, having done nothing to stop you as he got a front row seat to the make out session.

“Oops, the snickerdoodles are done. We’d better get ‘em out,” you said, getting up from the couch and returning to the kitchen. You put your oven mitts back on, took out the snickerdoodles and putting them on top of the stove. After closing the oven, you took a whiff of the sweet aroma of Mrs. Cake’s recipe. “Mmm, they smell fantastic. I can’t wait to eat ‘em later,” you said, causing Carrot to frown.

“You don’t want to try one right now?” he asked.

“They’re fresh out of the oven. You can have one, if you’re fine with having your tongue burned,” you chuckled, jokingly. To fix that problem, Carrot got the cold milk from the fridge and poured it into a cup. Similar to a cookie, he broke a small piece of his snickerdoodle and dipped it into the milk to cool it off before he ate it.

“You were saying, Mocha?” Carrot asked with a smug grin.

“Okay then, so you found a loophole. I guess you can eat ‘em while they’re still piping hot. So how does it taste?” you asked.

“Just like how my mother used to make ‘em, you two did a wonderful job,” Carrot confirmed.

“Glad to hear it, but don’t spoil your appetite for dinner tonight. We gotta save some of those tasty snickerdoodles for the kids when they get back,” Cup pointed out, as she put the rest of the baked treats in the fridge. Though it seems she acted too soon, for about 2 minutes after she closed the fridge, you heard the bakery’s front door swing open once again.

Pinkie Pie was overjoyed when you told her that Granny Pie’s coconut cream cake recipe was a complete success. That mare definitely had the strongest stomach in all of Ponyville, if not, her appetite was somewhere in the top 5. Even after having her fill of sweets at Twist’s birthday party, the party mare still had a sweet tooth and helped herself to her grandmother’s recipe. Frosty on the other hand, turned down the offer for more sweets for now.

Giving Pinkie and Frosty the chance to relax after all the fun at Sweet Apple Acres, you did them a favor and decided to pick up both the Pie and Cake twins from school in their place. Even if they weren’t tired, which was probably the case for a mare with so much energy like Pinkie, you haven’t been outside all day, which gave you another reason to take the kids home.

You headed off to Cheerilee’s schoolhouse just in time to hear the bell ringing, which signified class was now dismissed. You struggled not to be tripped as the young foals ran past you to get home. Once the crowd ceased, you saw the Cake and Pie twins waiting for you with smiles and bounced toward you happily the moment they saw you.

“So, how was school?” you asked them, rubbing their heads as they wrapped their little arms around your waist.

“It was alright. Ms. Cheerilee taught us how to write our own fairytales and even gave us some crayons to draw pictures in our stories!” Lemon Pie exclaime .

“I can already see others looking at my story: ponies and people will flock to see the romantic book I’ll make for them,” Pumpkin Cake said.

“Oh barf! No kid wants to read icky, mushy, love stories! They want ACTION! And I’ll show everypony a heroic story they’ll never forget!” Pound Cake argued, leading his sister to blow a raspberry at him.

“Uncie Mocha, what’s romance?” Lemon asked. You put some thought, once again considering a way to explain something in a way they’ll understand.

“Isn’t that when a mommy and daddy love each other?” Pecan asked, tilting his head. The question interrupted your train of thought and you had to start over.

“Okay, okay, how about we talk about it when we get home. I bet you all must be so hungry,” you said, rubbing each of their tummies.

Pumpkin and Lemon laughed when you rubbed their tummies and said in unison, “Hey, stop, that tickles!” Giving them a break, you started tickling Pound and Pecan next, getting the same reaction from them. You didn’t cease your fun with them until 3 minutes had passed and by then, they were almost completely worn out from all their laughing.

Since they were so tired, Pecan, Pumpkin, Pound and Lemon played Rock Paper Scissors in order to decide who would get to ride on your shoulders instead of walking. After many ties, the game ended with Lemon winning and the other three looked at her with jealousy as they had to walk home. Before an argument broke out, you kept them from fighting by letting them know of the delicious treats waiting for them back at Sugarcube Corner and the jealousy turned into excitement.

After coming back home, the kids went back to their parents and greeted them with hugs and kisses before they started talking about what they did in school. They basically repeated the same thing they told you before you left the schoolhouse, sans the question about romance. Now that everyone was present and accounted for, it was time to get dinner started.

Tonight, Frosty was the one preparing the meals. Feeling extra generous today, Cup decided that while Frosty was cooking, the kids could have a small piece of either the snickerdoodles or the coconut cake. Pound and Pumpkin chose to have a bite of the snickerdoodles and Lemon and Pecan went for a piece of cake. Whether it was a coincidence or not, each set of twins chose the treat that was made by one of their parents’ closest relatives.

Moving back to dinner, Frosty was making a dish that he thought everyone would love. Learning what he was cooking was called ratatouille, you were reminded of this old famous movie you watched back home when you were a child. However, today you would have the privilege of getting to taste the dish for the first time.

Thanking you all for your patience, Frosty set a bowl for each one of you. Since ponies were herbivores, Frosty made it so the dish would give you a taste of every single flavor from each sliced vegetable from just one bite. You along with everybody else grabbed your forks and took that one big bite and then all of a sudden... your taste buds exploded.

“Wow... this is delicious! Where did you learn to cook this?” you asked incredulously.

“It was Emily who taught me. My sister has always been a master in the kitchen, so I asked her about a week ago if she could teach me how to make ratatouille. Not one to refuse, she taught me the basics on how to prepare and cook the dish altogether. You’d be surprised with the many recipes she’s got stored in that brain of hers. I think she’s like the human version of a cookbook,” Frosty said, causing you all to chuckle at his little joke.

“Well, my compliments to the chef,” you said and took another bite. Naturally, you were glad trying ratatouille for the first time got positive results. This wasn’t all for dinner, as Frosty also made bread with nuts and alfredo fettuccine. Both nutritious and delicious. Frosty watched in amusement as Pinkie had her cheeks stuffed with his home-cooking like a squirrel stuffing its cheeks with acorns. The party pony was chewing away and placed her hands over those overstuffed cheeks making cute sounds on how good the food is.

“Frosty, are you sure you married “Pinkie” Pie and not “Squirrely” Pie?” you asked, cracking another funny joke.

“Nope, but if she keeps this up, she’ll definitely turn into one,” Frosty replied, making it even funnier before wiped his mouth and kissed his wife on her cheek. Typical, Pound and Pecan responded to the affection by making immature gagging sounds, only to stop when Cup glared at them. Any more of that obnoxious behavior and one of you might end up losing your appetite.

When there was no more ratatouille to be served, you settled for a little more bread and had just enough room and your stomach for dessert. Of course, you planned to have some of those delicious snickerdoodles that you denied yourself of earlier. Great minds think alike, as Cup Cake decided to test her mother-in-law’s work as well. Pinkie to no surprise, had both some snickerdoodles and a slice of coconut cake, while her husband just had the latter.

“What do you think Pinkie, it was my first try at your grandmother’s recipe,” you said before taking a bite of your snickerdoodle. Pinkie put her fork down for a second and went over to give you a tight hug, showing she was very proud of you.

“It brings back so many wonderful memories. It’s just like how granny used to make it. I feel like I’ve been taken on a trip down memory lane,” Pinkie said, practically in tears. “Thanks for baking this cake, it’s as I would say... scrumptilicious!” You weren’t sure if that was a real word, but you didn’t care.

“That’s fantastic. I’m happy you loved it, Pinkie,” you said, returning the hug and then breaking it so she could go back and enjoy her cake.

After everyone had finished their dessert, you helped put the Cake twins to bed and wished them both sweet dreams. Likewise, Pinkie and Frosty put their kids to sleep and headed straight for their room, exhausted from today’s party. With a yawn, you were just about to head off to bed yourself when suddenly, Cup Cake stopped you. Carrot on the other had decided to hit the showers.

“Mocha, can I talk to you for a minute?” she asked.

“Hmm? Sure, what’s up?” you asked as cheerful as you always were when you were with the light blue mare. Before she even had the chance to speak, you couldn’t keep yourself from giving her a sudden hug. She let out a cute yelp and then hugged you back.

“Oh, I couldn’t stop you from hugging me even if I wanted to,” she giggled and tenderly rubbed your back. “Now, Mocha, since you’re now a part of our marriage... I have had an interesting idea for some... fun,” she said, leading you to raise an eyebrow. Cup however, didn't waste any more words with you as she began to lead you upstairs. Ever since you formed a relationship with Cup, you’ve moved out of your previous room and slept in Carrot and Cup’s bedroom.

“Okay Cup, so what did you have in m-” Your sentence died, as your lover began to untie her robe, making your eyes widen. Free from their restraints, those huge melons of hers bounced proudly and continued jiggling as she walked over to you.

“Dearie, just relax... we both know how much you want this...” she said gently before taking your hand and placing it on her breast. Because of her slightly chubby figure, Cup Cake’s jugs were some of the biggest in all of Ponyville and stood at a proud i-cup size. This put her bust on par with Princess Luna, who was also an i-cup and you secretly had fantasies of the two mares competing over their assets. “How do they feel?” she asked sweetly.

“T-They’re so... soft... and smooth... Motherhood has really done wonders to you,” you said, admiring her physique. You temporarily took your hands off and walked backwards to the bed and continued groping your lover once you were laying down. “I... I have to be honest... I’ve actually been thinking of playing with these beauties all day,” you admitted.

“I’m so happy you feel that way... but I think I know of something you’ll enjoy a whole lot more, Mocha-dear,” she said, but was then caught off guard as you shoved your face in between her giant breasts. Giggling, Cup stroked your hair. “You’re such a naughty boy, aren’t you, burying your face in between my cream puffs like that. I think it’s only fitting I show you how I can work my special kind of magic.” Being in between her breasts didn’t keep you from hearing her and you suddenly became less interested and pulled out of her cleavage.

“Okay Cup, you have my attention,” you said, laying your head down.

“Good boy, now then...” Cup stopped talking and helped you take off your clothes. After you were completely naked, she reached down onto your very long shaft and stroked it. “FYI... Carrot takes very long showers...”

“Seriously? That must be one hell of a bill to pay every month,” you joked and Cup giggled a little before giving your manhood a kiss.

“Oh it gets pretty big... but that’s not the only thing that’s big around here,” Cup said, stroking your cock more furiously. You moaned like crazy, feeling your manhood hardening from her touch. “It sure looks delicious. I wonder how it would feel to have this big juicy cock stuffed inside me.”

“E-Excuse me?” you asked and your member gave a small jolt from the naughty words.

“Oh come off it, dearie. I’ve seen how you were staring at my rump all day. I can tell you’ve been DYING to ravage my insides and rut me like there’s no tomorrow. Quite frankly, I’ve been wanting the same thing,” Cup said and came up to give you a quick kiss. “But first... I want to have a taste of this juicy cock.”

“Um... help yourself?” you asked and the plump mare went back down in order to lick your thick meaty manhood. You moaned as she stopped with the licks and took the entire thing in her mouth and went into town with it. Being a married mare had its perks, as it was clear that she’s done this before. “D-Dear Celestia... that feels amazing! H-How... many t-t-times did you do it with... C-Carrot to get this good?”

“Doesn’t matter dearie, just enjoy yourself. Honestly, I wasn’t sure about our relationship before, but now, I think it’s good you chose me instead of a younger mare. Doing so, your reward is the skills of somepony more... experienced,” Cup said seductively before going back to sucking on your shaft even hungrier than before.

You gripped the bed sheets tightly, as your body was tingling everywhere. Cup was giving you every ounce of love she had for you. You wouldn’t know, but you bet that compared to any other mare, she was the queen of love and pleasure. You had never in your life been taken on a tour to pleasureville and your first time was with an experienced mare as amazing and beautiful as Cup Cake.

Things only got better when she mashed her enormous cream puffs around your cock and rubbed them up and down on it. You didn’t even ask for it and yet, there was no need to because she already knew how much it would turn you on.

“Oh C-Cup... that f-feels... incredible...!” you moaned and she then squeezed your shaft a little tighter with her pillows. You noticed that as she worked, Cup was swaying her rear from side to side, as if it was killing her to wait to sit down on your manhood.

“You’ve been taking very good care of me, Mocha-dear and to reward you... I’m going to make sure you feel so good, you’ll want to breed me silly,” she said seductively. Staying true to her word, the plump beauty pressed her soft mounds even tighter and put some more speed into moving them. Shivering with your mouth wide open, you reached down and began to stroke behind your lover’s ears. Gummy never reacts to your petting, but you couldn’t say the same for Cup Cake.

Just as you were about to spray in her face, Cup could feel you twitching and stopped her fantastic massage. You frowned as the pressure in your groin started going down, but your marefriend just smiled mischievously.

“Uh-uh, we can’t have you cum so early. Not while the night is still young,” she teased as she moved up to look you in the eye. Your annoyance washed away as you looked at those magnificent eyes and you tenderly stroked her cheek. While you continued tracing your hand on her face, you felt Cup reach down and grab your manhood. You sighed as she made it poke the entrance of her pussy and slowly sat down.

“Oh-ho... I feel like the luckiest guy ever...” you said, feeling your shaft sinking inside of your plump lover’s pussy. The said mare hummed and rode your cock slowly at first, but gradually started bouncing faster. Meanwhile, she upped the ante by mashing her gorgeously naked body onto yours, pouring on some very lewd and sexy moans. You moaned right along with her and put one hand on her breast, while the other reached down to squeeze her triple cupcake cutie mark.

“F-Finally grabbing my ass, are you d-dearie...?” she asked, giggling at how the hand groping her soft rear moved in circles as she bounced on your member cowgirl style. As for her breast, you took the hand off and replaced it when you brought your lips up, giving her erect nipple some tender licks and gently sucked on it, almost as if you were being breastfed by your mother.

Suddenly, the bathroom door opened, revealing Carrot in a bathrobe, having finally finished his long shower. You immediately released Cup’s breast and turned to look at the yellow stallion, who was looking surprised and apparently angry at the display.

“H-How could you? Bucking my sweet wife... without me?” he asked and immediately dropped his little facade with a wide grin. Seeing how he wasn’t actually angry, Cup Cake giggled and swayed her rear, enticing her husband to join the fun.

“What are you waiting for, dear? Come over here and rut your horny wife’s great big ass,” she urged with her bedroom stare. Taking off his bathrobe, Carrot proved to have a pretty impressive shaft himself and got onto the bed. Too bad you weren’t going to switch places.

“Tonight, her pussy is all mine Carrot, but what do you say on the count of three... we turn her into putty?” you asked, reaching around to spread her asshole while smirking. Carrot took you on your offer and positioned his member which was still wet from his shower, against Cup’s puckered anus. Even though he was horny, he was still a caring husband and made sure to enter slowly so he wouldn’t hurt his beloved wife.

“One...” you began once your partner had eased himself all the way into Cup’s asshole.

“Two...” Carrot followed along.

“THREE!” you both yelled in unison and began to pull out of your respective holes before pushing back in. Cup Cake squealed and moaned, but tried not to be too loud so she could avoid waking up the kids. Though, that was a difficult task in itself when her world was being rocked to its core by two aroused lovers. Being double penetrated, her insides felt they were churning as they struggled to fit the two big meat sausages.

Cup’s heavy panting and moaning turned you and Carrot on a whole lot. One of the benefits from your position below your lover, is how you were treated to the sight of her i-cup melons bouncing in front of you. Unable to resist, you tried to grab them, but Carrot beat you to it as he reached around, squeezing and deforming his wife’s bosom.

“Mmm, yes! Ravage me more, boys! Mess me up and make me your personal slut!” she begged with a sultry growl.

“J-Just... like old times, eh Cup?” Carrot asked, moving her breasts in circles, much to your jealousy. Unable to stand it anymore, you opened your mouth and clamped it down on one of his hands. “Yeowch! Mocha, what was that for?” he asked, retracting his hand.

You didn’t answer and rather used your teeth to bite something else. Now that Carrot had pulled his hand away, you latched onto Cup’s breast and lightly bit her dark blue nipple. She shivered in bliss and rocked her hips in sync with you and Carrot’s thrusting. The yellow stallion above, decided to forget about you biting his hand and watching you tug on his wife’s nipple, he did the same, pulling the other one in between his thumb and finger.

Cup bit her lip and used her skills to clamp both cocks tightly with her inner walls. She just kept inventing more new ways to turn you on. You reacted to the sudden tightness by biting harder on her nipple.

“Nnnngh, h-honey... you’re j-just as tight as ever...!” Carrot grunted.

“Y-You and... M-Mocha have... y-yourselves to blame... f-for having such... HUGE... cocks!” Cup retorted with another sultry growl. If she kept talking like that, it wouldn’t be long before you blew your load. You finally released her nipple so you could speak your mind.

“W-We don’t have any... complaints... isn’t that right... C-Carrot...?” you asked, looking over at your partner.

“N-Nope... but I can f-f-feel myself... r-r-ready to blow soon!” the lanky yellow stallion groaned and removed his hand from his wife’s breast so he could grope her rear instead. You, on the other hand, took advantage and grabbed both breasts like you wanted to do before Carrot interfered.

With both her rear and breasts being played with simultaneously, Cup felt her whole body getting hot and trembling and soon, she leaned down and planted her lips onto yours. The kiss didn’t last long however, as she felt she needed to be fair and gave Carrot a kiss next. You and Carrot humped and rutted the horny, plump mare until the sweet relief finally hit you both.

“Ooh... h-here it c-comes...!” you warned.

“I-It’s coming... h-honey...!” Carrot followed. Both of you prepared to pull out, but Cup tightened her inner walls, signaling you to stay in place.

“Don’t you dare pull out, boys! Cum inside me! Fill me up!” she loudly moaned. After just a few more thrusts, the sweet sensation of release hit you both like a ton of bricks. Ropes of you and Carrot’s seed splashed and painted Cup’s insides, almost causing her to scream. Fortunately, she bit her lip to suppress her screams and avoid awaking the children.

With all three of you sweaty and panting, you pulled out of Cup’s marehood and Carrot followed your lead, pulling out of his respective hole. You scooted over, allowing Cup to collapse in between you and her husband. Now that you were facing her, you smiled and kissed her deeply before realizing the consequences of releasing your seed inside her.

“Uh... Cup?” you awkwardly asked. “You’re uh... aware what will happen since I... you know...”

“Of course I’m aware and I’m okay with it too. Think about it, I knew what I was getting myself into when I told you to cum inside me. I wanted to know what it’s like to be a mother again, that’s why I approached you the way I did earlier,” Cup explained and gave you another kiss.

“Besides... I’m sure Pumpkin and Pound will be... thrilled to learn they’ll be... having another brother or sister...” Carrot added, panting as he cuddled against his wife and rubbing her belly.

“Hmm... you know, I’ve always loved kids and thought about what it’d be like to officially become a real father. Thanks a lot for giving me this chance, Cup. I promise I’ll do everything I can to be the best father our kid could ever ask for,” you assured, leaning closer to rub your nose against your lover’s. Even as you felt yourself giving into exhaustion, you didn’t pull away from Cup. All you did was simply close your eyes.

You got another pleasant visit from Princess Luna as you drifted into dreamland last night. Somehow, she was aware of your night of passion and being the playful alicorn she was, she lightly teased you about it. She also pointed out how much it reminds her of Princess Cadence’s relationship with Blade. The teasing continued throughout the visit and before she left, Luna hinted that your sexual adventures with Cup weren’t over just because you impregnated her.

Morning arrive sooner than you thought, mainly due to the delicious smell that was coming from the kitchen. After everyone awoke from their slumber and got themselves ready, you and Cup Cake headed downstairs and saw that Carrot was the one fixing breakfast today.

Pinkie and Frosty were snickering to each other, much to your embarrassment and the Cake and Pie twins’ confusion. Oh how you wished the walls of Sugarcube Corner were soundproof, since Pinkie and Frosty obviously heard how much fun you had last night.

“Sooooo... did you have a good time before you went to bed?” Pinkie teased, elbowing you and raising her eyebrows suggestively.

“Pinkie, not in front of the kids,” Carrot whispered, making you sigh in relief. Both sets of twins were still looking at you confused, as it’s virtually impossible for them to imagine such... explicit acts on their own. Sooner or later however, you would have to decide a good time to tell Pound and Pumpkin that they’ll be getting a new sibling.

Anyway for breakfast, Carrot fixed your favorite chocolate chip pancakes with some buttered toast and crispy hash browns. It was like he was thanking you for letting him get in on last night’s fun. Speaking of which, you could feel Cup who was sitting next to you, rub your leg as you started eating.

Thanks to Carrot, neither Pinkie nor Frosty asked any more questions about what they had heard last night. However, they still continued to give you and Cup mischievous expressions as they ate. Once again, Pinkie had more on her plate than the rest of you; today, she was having 7 pancakes as opposed to everyone else having no more than 3.

After finishing their breakfast, Pinkie and Frosty took the kids to school while Carrot prepared to open up the bakery and start his shift at the front desk. You were wondering if today you should bake or help out taking the orders, as you and Cup exchanged roles every once in a while. Curiously enough, you couldn’t find your lover in either the kitchen or at the front desk.

“Uh Carrot, where’s Cup? I wanted her opinion of whether I should take orders or bake for today,” you asked. The freckled stallion chuckled, which did nothing to help with your confusion.

“Yes, about that... she spoke to me while you were getting dressed and I’ve decided to offer you the day off. So don’t keep Cup waiting or she’ll ride you so hard, your shaft will shrivel up into the size of your pinky,” Carrot warned. You could already feel your pants getting tighter. I mean the whole day off to get to rut the love of your life for the second time, was like having a fantasy turn into reality.

“T-Thank you...” you said, just barely able to control your excitement and keep yourself from yelling. You immediately ran upstairs to the bedroom and didn’t even bother knocking like you usually would do. There sitting on the bed with her legs crossed in a sexy pose, was your beautiful, plump marefriend naked and awaiting the services you were more than happy to provide her. You shut the door and locked it before stripping out of your clothes and rushing to the bed.

“Carrot is such a generous stallion, giving you the day off just so we can have some more fun,” Cup said, giggling as you shoved your face into the valley of her breasts. “Still obsessed with my jelly-filled donuts, aren’t you?” she asked, as you began rubbing your face into her cleavage.

“I can’t help myself. Spending the whole day with you is something I only dreamed about,” you said, pulling out for a second so you could give her a loving kiss. “I love you so much!”

“I love you too, Mocha...” she replied as a single tear fell down her cheek. You kissed the tear trail dry and gave her another kiss on her forehead. Seeing how there were no more tears, you went back to motorboating her cleavage, making her laugh. “You know Mocha-dear, there are other parts of me you can play with, besides my breasts.”

“Of course, where’s my head at?” you chuckled, asking as a joke. You removed your face from her breasts and focused more of your attention on her slightly chubby belly, giving it some tender squeezes. You honestly didn’t know why you didn’t do this last night, as you got a good grip and began to bounce the squishy flesh. Cup got a little giggly at this unusual appreciation and affection for her belly.

“Look at you, rubbing my belly when you’re so hard and stiff. Not to worry, I’ll make sure you feel extra good today,” she said in a low tone, reaching down and grabbing your hardened member. Moaning at her gentle grip, you suddenly got an idea and made her let go of her hand. “Something wrong, dearie?” she asked with a frown.

“No, no, no, I just got came up with another way to please you, that’s all,” you said, making Cup smile again. Backing up, you moved down to her dripping marehood and licked your lips, wondering how good she’ll taste. You inched yourself closer and gave her pussy some tender, loving licks. Cup’s legs twitched when your tongue licked her sensitive marehood, but a few licks wasn’t good enough to satisfy her and you sped up to fix the problem.

Inching yourself closer, you started slurping the inside of her wet vulva. The moment you changed the pace, Cup Cake moaned and shivered, which only egged you on into enjoying her sweet juices. She was putty in your hands, powerless to stop you from making her cum just from eating her out. The sweet sensation caused the plump mare to play with her giant cream puffs, which was quite a sight for you as you looked up at her.

“Oh dearie... h-how do I t-taste...?” she asked through stuttering. As much as you wanted to reply, you didn’t want to separate yourself from her delectable pussy and kept licking. At the same time, you reached up to play with her belly some more.

“It tastes like sweet heaven, my busty beauty,” you said, finally pulling away and licking your lips. You continued bouncing her belly, and judging from her giggling, you were also tickling Cup Cake upon doing so. “Ticklish much?” you asked slyly.

“I can’t help, it’s such a strange feeling whenever somepony plays with my tummy,” she giggled. Taking pity on her, you stopped messing with her belly and instead got another good grasp of her i-cup bust, which was less sensitive. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to keep your hands away from my melons for much longer.”

“Guilty, they’re just too irresistible, but... I think it’s time we moved on to the main event. Please get on all fours, my scrumptious sugar dumpling,” you commanded with a wide grin. Returning your sultry expression, Cup got off of her back and turned around to present her wide derrière to you on all fours like you asked. “Ready for round 2?” you asked, grabbing her cutie marks and grazing the tip of your cock against her dripping entrance.

“Yes, please put it in! Hurry, Mocha!” Cup begged, shivering. You gladly gave her what she’s been craving for all morning and sank your shaft deep into her tight marehood. Once you were all the way inside, you sighed at the warm, wet sensation and dug your fingers into Cup’s rear, which was as squishy as dough.

“A whole day for sex... imagine the many children we’ll bring into our lives...” you whispered before pounding her dripping sex. Cup was getting turned on shortly after you went into town with her, basking in the sounds of her moans and the wet slaps. From this position, you watched her massive rear bounce with your powerful thrusts and got this urge to reach down underneath her and rub her love button. In no time, you succumbed to the temptation and made Cup squeal in delight as you played with her clit.

“Mmm...! D-Dearie... this f-feels so... h-h-heavenly! G-Give it to me... more!” she demanded. Smiling, you took your hand away from her clit so you could pinch and pull one of her nipples. Because her moans didn’t get any softer, you had a hard time figuring out which was more sensitive.

“Carrot really seemed to enjoy your asshole last night... so I’m curious...” you whispered and pulled out of her pussy. However, instead of going straight to plowing her ass, you decided to get into a different position with Cup now laying on her back. After making sure she was comfortable, you aimed your cock toward her asshole, preparing to rut her in the missionary position next.

“T-Too tight for you... M-Mocha...?” she asked, looking up at you.

“N-Nope... just right!” you grunted. Once you got adjusted inside her ass, you plowed her and brought one of her legs up, resting it on your shoulder. It seemed as though no matter how many times Carrot plowed her ass, she’d always be pretty tight. But that just made the experience all the more enjoyable. Princess Luna was right, the fun with Cup Cake was just beginning.

When Carrot said you and Cup had all day to yourselves, he stayed true to his word. After rutting your plump lover on the bed started to get boring, you decided to move to the showers. Right now, you were holding your lover by her hips as you plowed her from behind. All the while, you took in the sexy sight of Cup all wet with her perfect mane now turned went straight, covering part of her face and dangling over her shoulders.

“Oh yes, Mocha! K-Keep it up! Keep pounding away inside of me!” she moaned. You didn’t dare defy your lover’s wishes and kept your shaft inside her marehood, which was somehow still nice and tight despite all your plowing. Letting go of her waist, you began playing with her belly again just to hear her adorable giggling. “Mmm, you and your belly fetish...”

“I hope I didn’t hear any complaining...” you whispered, snuggling into her neck and kissing it.

“Ooh... n-not at all, d-dearie. Not... at... ALL!” she screamed the last word as you gave her another nice, hard thrust. Your following thrusts were so powerful, you were making her nearly touch the shower with her head and her breasts jiggled so violently, they actually slapped her in the face. You helped her out with that by letting go of her belly and then going for her breasts, keeping them in place.

“I c-can’t allow these b-beauties to... t-turn against their owner and slap her in the face...” you whispered and sped up your thrusts while moving her bosom up and down. As much as you enjoyed toying around with Cup’s tummy, her breasts came first. “T-Though on second thought... I’m reconsidering who these c-cream puffs really belong to...!”

“T-Today... they’re all yours, m-my love... AH!” Cup moaned as you took the words with pride and plowed her pussy even harder. You lost count of how many hours your fun has been going on, but you once again felt the tingling sensation in your ballsack rising up. You squeezed her breasts tighter, trying to control the pressure and prolong your fun with Cup, but it was useless.

“Cup... I-I can’t... h-hold it in...!” you groaned.

“T-That’s alright, M-Mocha...! Just... c-cum inside me...! Please! Fill me up! I demand it!” she screamed. Because of those arousing words, any resistance you had left was now gone and with one last, powerful shove, you released your seed deep into Cup’s womb. If she somehow didn’t get pregnant last night, you definitely sealed the deal this time.

Once you finally stopped spraying your seed, your legs gave in and you collapsed to the shower floor with your shaft still inside your lover. Both the water and the seed that managed to escape Cup’s pussy, flowed down the drain as you sat in the corner.

“Okay... you’re definitely going to get pregnant after all that...” you panted with a chuckle.

“I’ll say. Look how much you came inside of me. I wouldn’t be surprised if I ended up have another set of twins or something even more surprising,” Cup giggled and snuggled up against your back. You tried to wrap your arms around Cup so you could kiss her, but you were surprised as she raised her huge rear and began to bounce on your manhood which was still inside her.

“You’re still not satisfied?!” you loudly asked, making her giggle and wink at you.

“In case you’ve forgotten dearie, we’ve got the whole day off. Now prepare yourself for another round of endless pleasure!” Cup announced. You gulped as you were forced to lie there and watch your lover move that lovely ass on your shaft as if her life depended on it.